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What You Need (Intrulogical)

Synopsis: Two days without eating and three without sleeping sounded like the normal schedule for college student Logan Berry. He’s in class all day and works all night just to barely pay off his rent every month. Constant bills leave little room for bare necessities, and it’s clear that his current lifestyle is very damaging. While looking for solutions, he comes across one that seems… mediocre at best, but he’s desperate. What is this solution? A sugar daddy.

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Part Five

Masterlist

Logan's leg jumps under his seat, bouncing anxiously as he attempts to listen to the professor in front of him. There's an uncomfortable pit in his stomach that's been there for the past two weeks, as Remus hadn't reached out to him at all.

Granted, Logan made no effort to initiate conversation with him either, but after leaving Remus stranded in his limo outside of his work, Logan didn't really feel it was his place. He made the assumption that if Remus wanted to continue their working relationship even after Logan refused to quit his actual job, he'd say so. But that sort of mindset was making Logan feel horrible as Remus's silence was all he was met with.

A hand on his shoulder causes him to jump suddenly, which is met with laughter from Janus.

"Why so jumpy, L?" Janus muses, though it's an actual question. Logan isn't typically one who'd be described as "easy to startle." He was normally too aware of his situation to be caught off guard, unless his mind was caught up in some sort of dilemma.

And, if it was, Janus wanted to know what said dilemma was about.

However, Logan just sighs when he sees it's Janus, before turning back to the professor. "It's nothing," he insists, but his leg is back to bouncing. "I'm just... thinking."

"About what?"

"About a problem." Logan's vagueness earns an unamused look from Janus, who's looking Logan up and down, clearly expecting something more than that. Catching Janus's eye, Logan sighs again, and thinks for a moment.

"Would you..." Logan begins, before hesitating. He rewords and adjusts the sentence in his mind, before trying again. "Would you sacrifice assured safety for surplus financial security? Even if it was risky, and you had no clue how long that financial security will last?"

Janus stares at him, before going "you want my honest answer?"

"Preferably."

"Yeah." Janus checks his nails, before adjusting his fingerless gloves. "I would. A surplus amount of financial security spent correctly can ensure future success. If you have enough to get a car, and then you lose your source of income, you'll have a whole new pool of jobs accessible to you just because you have a car." Janus glances back up at Logan, who's raised eyebrows and slight nodding seem to be the latter agreeing with him. "It's all about spending wisely, or ensuring you don't lose your current source of income, whatever that source may be."

Janus sounds like he's speaking from experience, and suddenly it hits Logan that he's never asked Janus his occupation, but before he can ask, he feels his phone vibrate.

His heart jumps, and it's embarrassing how quickly he goes to grab it. He hopes it's from Remus, but he has no idea what he wants Remus to say. Does he want Remus to call it quits, and solve Logan's work dilemma? Or does he want Remus to state that it's fine if Logan keeps his job and have everything go back to normal. Or, as normal having sex once a week could be.

Granted, it's not like they had sex every week, they've really only engaged sexually four times, with about an average of a week between those rendezvous. However, at least Remus would message him to fill the gaps. In the two weeks it's been since Logan climbed out of Remus's limo, he hadn't heard anything.

He unlocks his phone, and sure enough, it's Remus.

'whats ur favourite candy?'

Logan blinks at the question. Is that... is that it? Remus texts him for the first time in two weeks, and it's about candy? Logan doesn't know whether he should laugh or scream. So he does neither, taking a deep breath instead and willing away the excess amount of emotions that are building up inside of him.

'I don't have one.' Logan types out, and he hesitates before sending it. It's the truth, but was Remus looking to try and make small talk? If so, Logan's response wasn't going to make it easy for him.

But, he doesn't want to lie. There was no point in doing so, he believes, and so sends his message.

There's silence on Remus's end for a few minutes, before the response of 'really?? not one single candy??'

'I don't eat it much,' Logan replies, honest. 'I was always advised of the health concerns, and I don't have the money to buy some anymore anyway.'

With his mom being a doctor, one would think he was scared into believing candy was bad for him, but that simply wasn't true. As far back as he could remember, his mother was honest with him about the benefits and concern that come with candy consumption. She made sure to illustrate both the pros and cons, and when Logan would participate in trick-or-treating, she let him decide what to do with his candy.

Normally, he gave it away.

'well, are there any candies u dont like? asking for a friend'

Logan stares at the message, and then blinks as another one pops up stating 'im not really asking for a friend. its all for my benefit. and maybe urs later today ;)'

Wait- today? Logan chokes on his spit and quickly puts his phone down in his lap, turning quickly to cough into his elbow. He attempts to clear his throat and fails, and coughs again, tears pricking his eyes as he hits his chest once or twice and then clears his throat again.

He peeks at Janus who's staring at him, amused. Logan then turns to the professor, who makes direct eye contact with him, before shaking his head, and going back to scraping chalk against the board.

Holding his phone between his legs, in an attempt to hide what he was doing, he quickly types and then sends 'Today?' Logan had no time to prepare for this! He knows he doesn't look the greatest right now, especially because of the horrendous shift he worked the night before, but he also didn't have enough time to shower this morning. As someone who values proper hygiene, Logan feared Remus smelling the cheap grease and french fries on him, though he's somewhat assured by the fact Remus is already so strange, he might not comment on it.

Deep breath, rationalize. There's no need to catastrophize; this wouldn't be the first time Remus had seen him looking particularly disheveled. After all, Remus saw him after sex, and Logan believed he couldn't look any worse than he did after that.

Logan isn't sure how to respond, but luckily Remus sends another message before he can. A simple 'as long as ur okay with that.' And Logan can't help staring at the message.

Sure, Remus had stated from the get go that consent was important to him, but it still managed to surprise Logan every time he enforced it.

'Yeah, I'm okay with that.'

The reply is honest, and obviously over a message, but Logan can't help the flush that creeps onto his face as he sends it. Just the idea of seeing Remus was already getting him excited, even though he had no idea when he was coming.

Perhaps he'd pick Logan up from school again? That caused quite the spectacle that time, though Logan found he didn't mind all the attention on him. Or, on the contrary, would Remus pull up to Logan's shitty apartment, just like their first meeting?

Would neither happen and they go to Remus's mansion again?

There's a snap into his ear, and Logan turns to look at Janus, who's leaning in close. When he sees Logan's eyes are on him, he sighs, and falls fully back into his chair.

"You missed an entire page of notes," Janus says, waving a hand towards the professor, who's currently taking an eraser to the chalkboard, wiping away words Logan swore weren't there moments ago.

Logan just stares, confused and upset, before Janus continues with "don't worry, I took a picture of them. I'll send it to you. It's not like I study anyway."

"Thank you-"

"But what's going on with you today?" Janus is quick to interject again, not wanting Logan to fall back into his blank state. "You're normally not this... inattentive."

There's silence, before Logan merely shakes his head in responds, dismissively replying "It's nothing."

Janus clearly doesn't believe him. "Nothing?"

"Nothing," Logan reinforces, with a slight shake of his head. He needed to talk to Remus on how confidential they were supposed to keep this relationship. But, honestly, even if Remus says he can tell everybody he wants to, Logan would much rather keep it secret. Not that he's ashamed of his position or anything, but he'd rather not be looked down on for being desperate by his one friend.

Not that he believed Janus would necessarily judge him, but he did sometimes make awfully off-colour jokes, and Logan didn't really think he'd find jokes regarding his own living struggle funny.

Janus stares at him for a few more moments, before resolving himself to Logan's answer, slumping back in his chair. A glance his way shows he's typing on his phone, texting someone, on that shiny new phone. A sudden irritation hits him, as he realizes Janus has other friends, but he attempts to shrug it off.

He doesn't talk to Janus outside of school, what should.he care that Janus has other companions?

Maybe the pit in his stomach wasn't irritation so much as it was a surprise onslaught of loneliness.

As class is dismissed, Janus spares him a wave before walking off, leaving Logan on the curb outside of the building. He's unsure of whether or not to walk home, but as people clear out and either begin the walk back to their houses or get into their cars and speed off, he decides to begin the walk back to his house.

While walking, he hears a loud revving behind him, and Logan turns just in time to watch a motorcycle pull up beside him. It's lime green in colour, and has a large front wheel, with silver spokes acting as accents to the otherwise black and green colour scheme.

Logan does need the helmet to be able to tell who that tall, lean body belongs to (nor the horrible fashion sense), but there's still a bit of surprise that overtakes him when the large helmet is pulled off, revealing Remus, grinning wide.

"I figured this would be less obvious than pulling up in a limo," he explains, before Logan even has the time to get a question out. "I also wanted to give you time to get away from the crowd."

Logan doesn't respond, looking between Remus and the motorcycle.

"I also have a gift waiting for you back at my place," Remus adds, leaning against the handlebars now, his eyes half lidded but a grin on his face. Logan has no idea how to interpret it.

"A gift?" Logan finally manages to inquire, taking the smallest step closer to Remus's bike. He's scared to touch it, but he desires to run his fingers over the no doubt smooth texture of the metal. Honestly, Logan's fingers twitched to grasp the handlebars and drive it, but he has never ridden any sort of motorbike before, and could logically assume that'd end up horribly.

But, Remus notices, and laughs.

"Yes, a gift," he responds, adjusting his position and sitting up again. "And if you want it, you've got to hop on." He scoots forward, and fishes deep into his short pockets, before pulling out a pair of sunglasses. He puts them on, and then tosses Logan the helmet.

Logan stares at it, before he seems to process what Remus wants, and he quickly pulls it over his head.

Getting onto the motorcycle is a bit awkward, but Remus doesn't rush him, and after Logan's settled on the seats, he hears a muffled, but amused "hold on!" Before Remus cranks his wrist forward and the bike starts, pushing the kickstand up with the back of his ankle, and then the bike slowly accelerates, moving forward, as Remus leans ever so slightly to get them onto the road.

Remus's motorcycle has a big enough seat for both of them to sit comfortably, and a bit of back support that curls around ever so slightly, allowing Logan to lean back and keep his hands off of Remus if he so desires. But, Logan doesn't, and instead keeps his hands locked together around Remus's waist, front of the helmet pressed against Remus's back.

His eyes were wide open, though, and he watches as the trees and curb pass by in a blur, only slowing once or twice due to a few red lights.

When they finally turn down a newly-paved street, Logan's met with tall, sculpted fences lining what feels like miles worth of land separating one large house from another. If the buildings could even be described as houses.

Logan believes they look more like modern day mansions, giant buildings with pillars, nice landscaping, and a large road leading up to the front of the estate. The bike slows as they near they largest house on the street - if it can even be called a street - with the most space separating it from the other mansions.

Momentarily, Logan wonders if he screamed, if any of the other people living in this neighborhood would be able to hear him.

Remus slows almost to a stop as he inputs an absurdly long code on a box connected to the front gate, and then Logan watches as it slowly opens inwards. He expects to hear a creak or something, but there's nothing. Remus's hand reaches behind him to gently pat Logan's calf, before he accelerates forwards, up the solidly paved road leasing up to the building.

Logan sneaks a glance behind him and watches as the large gates slowly shut themselves.

Remus parks the bike outside, behind a nice, slick black car, and next to the limo Logan was becoming all too familiar with. Remus shuts the bike off, before taking his sunglasses off and swinging his left leg over, hopping off the bike. He then carefully pulls the helmet from Logan's head, and muses at his messy hair, while hanging the helmet from the handlebar. Then, without warning, his hands plant themselves on Logan's waist and suddenly he's picked up, and promptly thrown over Remus's shoulder.

"Wha-" Logan exclaims, face turning bright red at how easily he was picked up. For someone so scrawny, Remus was surprisingly strong.

"I can walk, you know,' Logan states, though he makes no move to even wiggle in Remus's grasp, staying slumped. He hears Remus laugh, before a hand gently rubs over his thighs. Turning a darker shade of red, Logan stops talking entirely, instead twisting his hands into the fabric of Remus's shirt.

The hand only moves once the front door is being pushed open, and they're walking into the mansion Logan's not so sure he'll ever be used to seeing.

Remus kicks the door shut behind him, and keeps walking, his hand coming to rest on Logan's ass this time, patting it affectionately before squeezing out of nowhere, which earns a surprised squeak.

As they progress through the halls, Logan starts to hear muffled voices and laughter, which only amplifies as a door is pushed open. Bright, golden light stings Logan's eyes, but what he's more so focused on is what's said as they walk in.

"Oh, hey! You brought the cutie back!"

Despite the one interaction Logan's had with him, he can easily tell it's Roman, a mixture of genuine surprise and teasing flirtation in his voice. Logan didn't know whether or not he liked the fact that with this angle, Roman was staring at his ass. Or that he could identify Logan based off of it.

"I was wondering when you were going to bring him by again," Roman then adds, followed by what sounds like something slapping fabric, and a dramatic "what? I'm not good enough for you?"

That causes Logan to freeze, going completely still. He recognized that voice; it's even more familiars than Roman's is.

"Anyway, Remus, you finally got another baby?" That question is more genuine than his previous statement, and Logan's bitterly reminded that Remus has had other sexual partners before him. But he's unsure why that reminder irks him so much.

He's drawn out of his thoughts with a harsh slap to his ass, which makes Logan yelp and his face to go red, more so now that he knows exactly who he's standing in front of. Before he can even respond to anything, though, he's being gently maneuvered off of Remus's shoulder, and set flat on the ground.

He's facing Remus's chest, but he can hear one of them sit up, and he feels a wave of humiliation rush over him as he awkwardly turns around, and ends up face to face with Janus.

The latter is staring at him, unsurprised, but otherwise unreadable. There's silence, for a moment, before Janus just groans.

"Fuck, of course!" he curses, leaning back onto Roman's chest, who happily wraps his arms around his body. "I bet Virgil money you were a stripper!"

"What?"

Finally, Janus cracks a grin. "I'm joking. Not about the bet, that was real." He waves his hand dismissively, before continuing with "I should have expected this, though. When both of the twins gushed about Remus's new, submissive nerd, it sounded too much like you, so much so I'm surprised you weren't my first thought."

Logan stammers, struggling to process this. Roman and Remus both talk about him, they've talked about him to Janus, and Janus agrees with the consensus he's submissive?

"I'm...." Logan sighs, arms wrapping around his midsection. "Overwhelmed."

There's immediate silence, and for a moment Logan worries if his honesty just ruined the playful mood everyone else seemed to be in. He didn't regret it, of course, as he knew that expressing the way he felt was healthy, but he was starting to doubt whether or not this was an appropriate situation to do such in.

Remus's hand lands on his lower back, though, as he states "okay. That's okay. We can stop with the teasing if you want. What can I do to help you?"

"I just need time. And space. To process... this." He can't even manage a smile at Janus, so he looks away from him altogether. He didn't feel judged or anything; Janus was a non-judgemental person. Additionally, he seemed to he in the same situation Logan was in! It was merely the fact Logan didn't expect this. He couldn't predict it. And now he was caught off guard by the variables suddenly (and metaphorically) slapping him in the face and reminding him that people have lives outside of his.

How come he had never bothered to ask Janus more about his personal life? They were friends, after all. Is that what friends did?

He doesn't process Remus is taking his hand until he's gently tugged to the side, and Logan lets himself follow, only turning his head back upwards once Janus and Roman's quiet voices fade completely, and they're back at Remus's room.

"Thanks for announcing your feelings," Remus says, as he closes the door behind them. Logan expects bitterness, or at the very least annoyance, but Remus just sounds genuine. "I wasn't aware y'all knew each other. If so, I probably would have warned you before we went inside."

"It's fine. I'm not uncomfortable with him anyway."

Remus flops down onto the bed, and Logan hears a crack coming from him, followed by Remus pulling the now-snapped sunglasses out of his pocket and pouting. He tosses the pieces to the floor after a moment, however, and then turns back to Logan. "Feel free to sit wherever. On the floor, on the bed. On my face." He winks while saying that last part, and while normally Logan would explain that there'd be no reward doing that for either of them while fully clothed, he stays quiet, and crawls onto the bed next to Remus.

Remus smiles at him, before going "so, if you're fine with Janus, why are you overwhelmed?"

Logan stares back at him, watching intensely as Remus rolls onto his side, and then onto his stomach, before pulling himself closer so his head is on Logan's lap.

He tilts it upwards in order to stare Logan in the face and await his answer.

Thinking for a moment, Logan's silent, before he attempts to vocalize his thoughts. "I'm not exactly sure," is his preface, just in case what he says doesn't make sense. He's never really been good with feelings, and while negative ones were a lot easier to express, they were harder to analyze and further explain.

"But," he continues, a hesitant hand coming to rest in Remus's hair. He very slowly runs his fingers through the messy strands, but upon Remus's eyes fluttering closed, he becomes more confident with the affectionate motions. "But I guess I just wasn't expecting him to be here. It caught me off guard. I could deal with Roman, because he's your brother. I've met him. But Janus? He never told me he was a sugar baby."

"Well, did you ever ask?"

Logan's mouth goes dry, but he defensively states "I didn't even know what that was until about a month ago!"

Remus smiles.

"And then- and then hearing that you guys talk about me? I'm not surprised, I guess it's a uniquely common profession between you and Roman, but why is it that Janus has heard about me, and I haven't heard anything about him?"

"Roman's got a big mouth." Remus's response is somewhat joking, but he does push himself up so that he and Logan are sitting face to face. "And I did mention Janus. I just didn't say his name."

"Or any defining character traits."

Remus laugh, and repeats "or any defining character traits. What was I supposed to say? He's got vitiligo and he's an asshole? I'm sure that describes a handful of people."

Logan huffs, before sucking in a deep breath. Remus was right, he did mention Janus, and in a situation like this he could understand why they wouldn't say Janus's name with him around. They clearly didn't say his. Maybe some sort of confidentiality agreement?

Logan briefly wonders if he should have signed a contract or something.

"Do you want your gift now?" Remus then blurts out, staring at Logan wide-eyed. "I understand you're overwhelmed, and maybe a bit upset, and I'm sure you can talk to Janus alone about all of this shit later, but how about we turn that big brain of yours off for a bit, and we have a little fun? That might help distract you."

"That was an awful segue."

Despite criticizing Remus's horribly poor initiation skills, Logan doesn't push Remus's hands away when they fins his hips, or when he's being kissed. It's a lot gentler than Logan expects it to be, and with all the softness, Logan has to pull away, touching his fingers to his upper lip where Remus's mustache hairs were tickling it.

Remus snickers, before he reaches behind Logan to his nightstand, opening up a drawer. He ends up pulling out a small box, and a bottle of lube.

The lube makes Logan blush, as everything even remotely having to do with sex seems to do, but he looks at the box curiously. It's wrapped up in black wrapping paper, and tied with blue ribbon, and after a few moments of staring at it, Remus pushes it towards him..

Taking the hint, Logan unties the ribbon, before pulling the lid off the box. He's confused, for a moment, about the contents, but it seems to click in his head seconds later.

"Oh..." he breathes, as he feels the blood rush to his cheeks. He can't even spare a glance in Remus's direction, too flustered to be able to handle the no doubt proud grin donning Remus's face.

"Do you like it?" Remus asks, as his fingers dip within the box to pull the object out. Its a thin black collar, adorned with silver accents, and a cute blue bell attached to the front. There's also a small, but noticeable silver box at the end of the collar that'll be pressed against Logan's neck when it's put on. Not enough to be uncomfortable, but enough to be noticeable.

"I know you enjoyed the idea of a collar, as evidenced by the last time I saw you," Remus explains, as he also pulls a long, black leash from the box. Using the loop on the collar, Remus fastens them together, and then shows it off. "So, I decided to splurge a bit and get one custom made for you." Remus flicks the bell, causing a high pitched jingling sound to ring from it.

Unfastening the clamp in the back, Remus holds it up to Logan's face. "Do you want to try it on?"

Logan can't find his voice for a moment, but he finally clears his throat and answers "sure," unsure of how to properly express the pleasant knot swelling in his stomach.

Remus's rough hands slide over his throat as he works to fasten the collar behind Logan's head. He sticks a finger between the band and Logan's neck, and the thing becomes tight enough for Logan to let out a gasp.

Seemingly satisfied, Remus moves away, and then tilts Logan's head up with his fingers in order to inspect the way Logan's slender throat pushed against the collar.

"It's cute," Remus comments, before swiping at the bell and listening to it jingle, releasing hold of Logan's chin. "Don't you agree?"

"Yeah," Logan stupidly responds, hand shooting up to press against the collar. He's speechless. When Remus said he had a gift for him, he definitely didn't expect this! But, as Logan's brain finally catches up, he realizes Remus looks a little concerned.

Worry? Skepticism? Did Logan spot insecurity those reddish-brown eyes?

"I'm serious," Logan then adds. "I do like it. And, though I believe the definition of 'cute' relies on the perspective of the observer, I'd say that, at least in my eyes, the collar can be defined as such." He doesn't know why seeing Remus look doubtful unnerves him, but after he speaks, that little bit of vulnerability seems to be gone. Whether or not it was being masked or was actually soothed by Logan's words was a puzzle Logan couldn't quite figure out.

When Remus smiles wider, Logan feels a little bit of tension melt from his shoulders, before Remus's fingers slowly travel down the expanse of the leash. Logan watches, almost entranced, before Remus is planting a hand onto his chest and shoving him down.

The steady hold keeps him there, but then Remus loops the leash around his knuckles to shorten it, and then tugs. Hard.

Logan feels his neck be lifted ever so slightly off the bed, but his head falls back. There's pressure on the sides of his neck, and there's that strangely good feeling of Logan's blood flow being interrupted. Maybe it's the sadistic gleam in Remus's eyes, or the feeling of being totally out of control, but something about the situation induces a lewd reaction from Logan, his thighs pressing together to hide his growing arousal while he lets out a pathetic, choked off moan.

Remus looks delighted.

"God, you're so hot," Remus states, as he loosens his hold on the collar, watching the way Logan head falls against the bed, rattling the bell which chimes eagerly. "You don't even have to try. You just exist at a constantly desperate state, huh? You want to be hurt by me, don't you? Want to be touched?"

"Yes," Logan moans, eyes fluttering shut as he sucks in deep breath after deep breath. They shoot open, though, when Remus's hand slips under his shirt, pushing it up enough to show off his nipples.

Remus then leans down, and trails his tongue up Logan's body. Logan watches with flustered eyes as Remus stops at his nipples, before wrapping his lips around one of them.

His tongue swipes over the bud, and he seems pleased by the soft moan Logan lets out in response, though the bit of squirming it earns him is surprising.

"Remus-" Logan gasps, hands finding Remus's hair, and it feels as though Logan is trying to push him away. "Remus, wait." He sound's breathy and whiny,

Remus pulls away.

"You okay?" he asks, licking his lips, before watching as Logan's hands come to cover his nipples. Logan just lets out an embarrassed whine in response, but Remus can already tell what happened, and he's more than thrilled.

"What's your colour?" Remus asks, and upon hearing a pathetic "green," Remus gets right into the dirty talk.  "Are your nipples sensitive? Must be from all of those years of deprivation. How good does it make you feel when they're sucked on, huh? What if I were to bite them?" Logan moans loud at the idea, while Remus teasingly traces his finger down to circle around Logan's bulge.

The scene pauses for a moment, though, before Remus goes "Logan, I need you to answer me honestly. Can I degrade you?"

At this, Logan dares open his eyes, mostly to just make eye contact with Remus.

"Degrade? Like... disrespect?"

Remus laughs, before pressing a kiss to Logan's stomach. "Actually, more like insults. But mainly sexual ones. It'd be mean and completely untrue, but some people are into vulgar words being thrown at them,"

Logan hesitates, and Remus rubs his thigh comfortingly. "We don't have to do it. You're allowed to day no-"

"I want to try it."

Remus stops, immediately silenced by Logan's proclamation. He's smiling, but just to make double check, he asks "are you sure?" That earns a desperate "yes," from Logan, and Remus internally muses at his little experimentalist.

"Alright slut," Remus begins, as he forces Logan's arms back above his head in order to properly get his shirt off. His hands then work their way down to Logan's pants, rather impatiently tugging them down and tossing them away. Logan's boxers follow suit.

"Aw, is your pathetic cock leaking already?" Remus coos, as he reaches his hand forward to gently smear Logan's precum down the expanse of his cock. "You must have really liked me playing with your nipples."

Logan's hips buck into Remus's hand, only for Remus to pull it away, momentarily depriving Logan of touch.

"Ah-ah," Remus tuts, as his hands find themselves on Logan's waist, both moving to support him. "Silly pet. You only get pleasure when I say you get pleasure. Do you understand?"

Logan moans, and suddenly Remus is yanking the leash again, drawing a pleased cry from Logan's mouth. Wrapping the leash around his knuckles repeatedly, he uses it to pull Logan's head off the mattress, momentarily admiring the drool running down Logan's chin and that excited gleam in his eyes.

"Do you understand?" Remus repeats, voice low, and Logan moans again.

He chokes out a "yes! yes, I understand," which is immediately acknowledged by Remus cooing at him, petting his hair and placing a kiss to the corner of Logan's mouth.

Remus then flips Logan around, adjusting the collar and then shoving Logan's face and chest into the mattress. He raises Logan's ass into the air, squeezing his upper thighs, before his hands pull away.

When Logan lifts his head to try and see what Remus is doing, his face is promptly shoved back into the mattress. So, clearly getting the message, Logan keeps it there.

He has to turn it to the side at the very least in order to breathe, but after hearing the sound of a cap opening, he knows what to expect.

He sucks in an excited breath, as if bracing himself, hyper-aware of the way the collar rests against his throat. It's tight enough to be constantly noticeable, and enough to prevent him from sucking in breaths that are too deep, but Logan found that aspect rather attractive. More so than he probably should have.

Something lukewarm presses against his hole, and Logan's surprised to feel not the familiar press of fingers, but instead the wider tip of Remus's cock.

"No prep?" Logan asks, curious.

"You really think a slut like you needs prep?" comes Remus's scratchy reply, slapping the side of Logan's thigh surprisingly hard. Logan flushes. "You've taken my cock enough times that I bet you'll spread like a whore for me."

"Are you sure?"

Logan's unconvinced response causes Remus to pause, before he's leaning over Logan and pressing a kiss between Logan's shoulder blades.

Whispering, Remus responds "I'm sure. I've also used extra lube. If you feel any pain at all, just tell me, okay?"

Logan relaxes almost instantaneously, sighing out "okay." Remus has had sex more times than he had, so it was enough assurance that Remus believed he'd be okay for Logan to ultimately trust him. Surely, he'd know what would be okay. It'd be bad business to horribly injure your client, after all.

One of Remus's hands settle firmly on his waist, while the other once again loops the leash around it.

"Ready, bitch?" Remus grunts, though he doesn't wait for a response as he proceeds to push into Logan immediately after. Admittedly, he goes slow, but that doesn't stop from jolting Logan, who grips the mattress tightly, moaning loudly.

"See? I told you you could take it," Remus then muses, as he pushes himself all the way in. He squeezes Logan's thighs so tightly it hurts. But, Remus was right. Aside from a little anxiety, Remus's cock slides into him embarrassingly easily.

Luckily, Remus waits a few moments to allow Logan to take a few deep breaths, before suddenly the leash is being yanked, forcing Logan's head up with a moan, as Remus's thrusts suddenly start up, fast and brutal.

It's rougher than anything Remus has done thus far, but it feels so good, so much so Logan's eyes roll back into his head, drool dripping down his chin.

"Are you liking it, whore? Huh?" Remus asks, pulling tighter on the leash. Logan's unaware of the dumb smile he has on his face, choking out a barely audible moan, but that's not good enough for Remus. "Answer me," Remus then grits into Logan's ear, fully aware of the fact Logan's unable to.

"Ye- yes," Logan just barely manages to get out, followed by a surplus amount of coughing and gasping as Remus eases his hold on the leash. "Please, fuck," Logan curses, as he proceeds to shove his face back into the mattress. His legs spread further, drool smearing nastily over his chin.

Tears grace his eyes as Remus thrusts into his prostate, crying out pathetically as his eyes squeeze shut. Calculated yet sporadic, Remus was a sexual contradiction, an oxymoron in physical form, and a powerhouse of pleasure when it related to assaulting Logan's inexperienced body. The pleasure was intense, more so amplified by the fact his blood flow could be cut off at Remus's will. It was unexpected; it was completely outside of his control. And while, normally, he'd attempt to understand and work to control every variable around him, he found he didn't mind giving up control to Remus as much as he thought he might.

There was just something so appealing about someone so unpredictable being in control of Logan's well-being.

He feels Remus's nails dig into his waist. "Am I making you feel good?" Remus taunts, though he sounds sure of himself as he speaks. A groan seeps into his voice, and Logan moans at the fact he's making Remus feel good too.

"I must be," Remus then adds, with a grunt, "if your noises are any indication."

Logan let's out an incoherent whine, arms outstretched as his nails dig into the mattress. Warmth twists in his abdomen, and sweat forms on his forehead, as Remus leans over his back. His hot breath fans across Logan's neck, before soft kisses are being pressed to the skin, staying weary of the collar.

"So pretty," Remus coos, into Logan's ear. "What a gorgeous, pathetic slut." Remus's hand wraps around Logan's body, fingers curling around Logan's length. He pumps Logan's shaft quickly, grinning as Logan cries out in added pleasure, momentarily tightening around Remus's own cock.

"Say that you're close," Remus then commands, nipping at Logan's earlobe. "I want to know how quickly your sensitive body gets worked up. How good at sex am I? Good enough to have you coming within minutes."

That was a bit of an exaggeration, but the hyperbolic insult directed specifically at Logan's low stamina makes him acutely aware of the fact he was moments away from coming.

"Please," Logan begs, gasping in a throat-full of air. "I'm so close."

"Tell me you need to come."

"I need- I need to come!"

Remus is silent afterwards, and Logan's unsure of whether or not he's supposed to. God forbid he disobey Remus, though his overwhelming desire to attain release is pressing, but moments later Remus is huskily whispering "go on. Make a mess of yourself for me," and Logan's coming hard over Remus's fingers.

Before he can even process it, those same fingers are then being shoved into his mouth, and Logan cringes at the bitter taste.

But at Remus's command of "suck," Logan finds himself listening, whining as he drags his tongue across Remus's digits, cleaning his own sexual secretions off of Remus's hand. He lets his eyes flutter closed once more as he works to clean the fingers off completely, whining with each thrust that continues to stimulate his oversensitive body, before Remus is pulling out and Logan feels his come suddenly splatter against his ass and thighs.

The idea of milky-white come painted over his body makes him whine again, before Remus pulls his fingers out.

With a soft chuckle, Remus gropes Logan's thighs a final time, before encouraging him to slump onto the bed.

"You okay?" Remus murmurs, as he lays beside Logan.

Panting, Logan shoves his fingers between the collar to try and distance it between his neck, before shifting as he feels the leash tickle his back.

"Can you take the leash off, please?" comes Logan's response.

Remus doesn't answer, but Logan feels the rough drag of Remus's finger padding drag across his neck, though it's clear he's attempting to be gentle, before the leash unhooks.

Carelessly, Remus tosses it over the side of the bed. "Is the collar okay, or do you want to take it off too?" he then asks, voice gruff as he attempts to be quiet. Logan is surprised by how much he finds he likes it.

"The collars fine," Logan whispers, and he blinks slow. "Are we going to shower?"

"No."

"But... we're dirty."

Remus snickers. "No, you're dirty. And you could use a nap, or just time to lounge for a bit. We can shower after." There's silence for a moment, before Remus adds "besides, I like how you smell after sex. Sweaty, musky; you don't smell like heavy soap. It's less artificial. Plus, you smell like me."

Logan feels his face heat up. He didn't understand the appeal of being sweaty at all, and he's positive any normal person would appear that smelling cleaner was preferred. But Remus wasn't normal, and Logan found he appreciated that Remus not only didn't expect perfection, but didn't seem to like it much either.

Relaxing, Logan lets himself lay carelessly in Remus's hold, as Remus's fingers pet Logan's front.

It's comforting, and admittedly, Remus's distraction worked. As Logan drifts off into a heavy slumber, he doesn't even realize that Roman and Janus are the last things on his mind. And he doesn't even bother thinking about how he's going to handle it when he wakes up.

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NSB (Straud Legacy) Gen 8 Ep. 120 The Detective's Dilemma

The Story of a Family Told in Web Comic Format

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Jack resolved to put the decision about his future career path on the back burner until the baby was born and he could involve Peachy when he was under less stress. He hadn’t expected his spouse to come to him with work a day worries of his own.

When Peachy had given the San Sequoia club manager permission to record his set, it had brought an unexpected level of fame. It had been such a hit that he was now featured in the club’s latest promotional materials and the video was doing quite well on social media.

Peachy had gotten offers to perform all over the nation, both now and after the baby was born, out of it, and as he seriously began to consider the logistics, he realized fatherhood was going to present a challenge to maintaining and growing the fan base for his favorite hobby.

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He didn’t have to tell Jack that comedy had always been almost a second full time career for him. As their babies’ arrival inched closer, he realized he didn’t know how he could hold down both his “jobs” and be the kind of father he wanted to be.

He loved policing, and in order to bring down Nancy felt like he had to supplant the leadership of the precinct. Only as the new chief could he gather the resources to really do something about the Landgraab matriarch. As soon as that was accomplished though… then he could finally call the number on the business card that had been gathering dust in his sock drawer since before he and Jack had gotten together.

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Jack took the opening Peachy’s admission provided to tell his husband about his own dilemma at the office.

He too had considered “the Nancy problem” when thinking about his next career move. Being at S.I.M.S. gave him access to information he couldn’t get anywhere else, and he’d slowly been gathering data on her misdeeds. Geoffrey’s attempts to mitigate the damage caused by his wife’s wrongdoing had left a trail of cookie crumbs in S.I.M.S. systems, pointing to whole classes of corruption that they hadn’t known to look for.

Just like his spouse, Jack was looking forward to a change once they’d brought her down. He was closer to his elder birthday than either of them liked to recall, and he’d realized that what he wanted most of all was to retire and spend his remaining days being the best husband and father he could be.

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Both men went to bed that night with new paths to consider and a lot to contemplate, but secure in the knowledge that they had each others support wherever life ultimately took them.

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     “The way is clouded, there is a fog surrounding your desires, the path to your future is subject to change, it’s up to you and you…”

     “Victoria! What in Taboo is this? Of all the Tabians, why am I cursed with the most insolent?”

     The scent of Lilyrose and lavender did nothing to ease the tension between two very different generations. Victoria came from an ancient line of oracles and royalty, and with each new child their power got stronger. Only Female-born, they alone inherited these coveted abilities. Along with supernatural prowess, their beauty made them all the more desirable, but these were dangerous times in Tabian history. 

      What year was it again…? Ah, yes, here it is, now that we're on the right page, let us continue. A multitude of illnesses were ravaging Taboo and sickness here wasn’t exactly your run of the mill cough, there wasn’t any syrup or vaccine to fix it. The first arrived after The Fall, which presently was only a short while ago, evil had been consummated with the bed sheets drenched in blood. Each realm invited it in, nefarious entities needed permission, without it they are nothing, impotent. 

     Siandra of the Sun was blessed by the Triplicate Goddesses, who brought magick to this realm. Born of the birthing trees and fostered in the Netherlands, the Goddess’s bathed their toddler in a river that ran of rainbows and elixirs. As a child, this was the maiden of light’s favorite place in the world. 

     She reached full maturity within only 12 cycles of sun, she wasn’t human, Sìandra was so much more. She would become the mother and matriarch of Taboo. It is an enormous task to birth one child alone, but an entire population, can you imagine? Through raw, agony she endured until there was enough life capable of sustaining itself. The years following her coronation were full of peace and prosperity, but nothing stays perfect forever. 

     Twenty years into her reign, all tree-folk caught an unusual malady, around the same time Zotan the Betrayer started to make a name for himself. He was born a corrupt sapling and went on to infect many more, inevitably bringing the demise and imprisonment of the Sky Lovers. 

     Pulling back soft, obsidian hair, Victoria felt like betraying her gentle nature and giving into the inferno that never subsided. She wasn’t a child anymore, the twelfth month was almost upon them. 

     “Grandla, I am almost a woman, one more day and I will be! You can’t control me anymore.”

     “A child is all you will be until you act otherwise. I am your only living relative and I won't be bound to Taboo forever. Who will save you once I am gone? You are too careless, you know what you are?!”

     “I can save myself, I won’t fear the world until I experience it first hand. Tomorrow I will be leaving, I’m sorry Grandla Elena, you know I love you… I just.. I want my own adventure, not the ones from storybooks."

     “Well no matter what, if that world you so desperately desire to run to veers too far left, just come home. You are my heart... but with the power of four generations, go in peace.”

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     Only weeks later, Victoria would receive word that her great Grandla was brutally murdered by some of Zotan's followers, contractors of The Black. The Darkness was already making her way through the crowd, she would leave no survivors. Who could stop her now?

     Being a woman after The Fall was complicated and dangerous, especially when you were an Elderspark descendant.  Despite this, our young reigning heiress was quite capable of cutting her way through the winding shadows. Once Victoria became the last of her bloodline, her girlish whim faded away. 

 There’s no one to watch out for me anymore, I’ll have to do it myself now…

     It was a lonely existence, danger lurked around every corner and the riots were steadily getting worse. 

     “Vicki, can you please take my table, I can’t deal with those pigs for one more moment…”

     “Sure Nella, go rest awhile, in your condition you shouldn’t strain. That little one might arrive any day now. Here, lie down and drink this, and all you’ll feel is euphoria.”

     “What would I do without you?”

     “Go on now,” Victoria kissed her friend softly upon her flushed cheeks, feeling the warmth radiating off them. 

Poor Nella, so young and soon to be a mother, I worry about that myself. 

 Being an Elderspark has its advantages, but I worry about the uncertainty of my future. 

     Elderspark translates in the Tabian tongue as the flame of old, and this line of celestial women would live from one to five hundred years on average, with a slim possibility of many more. Along with heightened and elongated mortality, each fruit fallen from Sìandra’s tree would conceive a female heir, without the influence of man. Unfortunately, once womanhood is reached this could happen at any time. 

     This wasn’t much comfort for Victoria Elderspark and it was constantly on her mind. In the midst of sorting through a collage of dilemmas, she straightened her stained apron and tried to hide the bust protruding atop the coffee dipped dress, made of shredded bark and plant fiber. The fabric was similar to silky taffeta, but cozy like cotton. 

     “What can I get for you tonight? In the back we have some berry strudel, I could warm it up if you’re hungry?”

     “Mm, I think we’d like to take you out back, our hunger is more of a carnal nature… Ain’t that right boys?”

     “That’s right!”

     Three men stood hungrily and vile, drool basically foaming from their mouths, dark and ominous they surrounded her.

     “See, we took it easy on your little blonde friend, since she's with child, but you're just a ripe little apple. I think I’d like to take a bite…”

     Scrambling for an idea, or anyway to defend herself, the tavern door blew open and a frozen gust of snow traipsed in along with a formidable stranger. As the curious, tall figure spoke it was barely legible, almost a growl, “ Let her go, vermin.” 

     Looking at what the other three scoundrels feared, both of their eyes locked, his eyes were peculiarly beautiful, while hers reflected a deep emerald that ensconced all who fell into them. Something clicked, it was so strong and irrefutable, nothing would ever be the same. As time began to slow, a lovers knot encompassed and secured their souls, binding them for all eternity. 

     Victoria stood there in a trance as body parts flew in the air and stray blood splatters soaked into her apron and love melted within her heart. 

I can’t explain it, but this beast is my soulmate. I won’t fight against it… I can’t.

     “My name is Vlad Valentina, will you come with me, better half of my heart?”

     “Yes, I will...”

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As the oldest Elderspark lied in a pool of her own blood, the small puddle soon became an ocean and she had only minutes left. 

     “Vlad, take her, bury her deep in the ground, Taboo will keep her safe until it's time for her to be born again.”

     “Darling no, I won’t let you die alone, after everything I’ve done, it’s the least I can do.”

     “No,” coughing, her last breath was creeping closer as she grew smaller, the final stretch before silence eclipsed, thwarting her onward. “ Consider it a last request. Tony must not know the truth, my love, he must think you killed me, until the time is right. Forgive me for this burden I place upon you.” 

     “There's nothing to forgive, you've given me everything, sweet Victoria...farewell mon chere…” 

     Vlad Valentina left his wife to die alone as she wished, and dispatched the newborn girl of prophecy into hiding, away from the real monsters who would tear her apart defenseless or not. 

     Sleeping soundly, Vlad placed her gently on a heap of foliage in the Woodlands of Yamanì and almost simultaneously several branches moved to swaddle her, a precious star in need of their protection. 

   “Goodbye my dear Valerie, I will look after you always, although you will not know it. Before I leave you, your mother wanted you to have this.” He placed a locket down into the ground, and Valerie Elderspark faded away until the future songs of destiny and reunion were trumpeted into the blanched sunlight, reviving her once again. The day Sìandra’s true heir returned, a Gathering would be marked, but be warned nothing is ever as it seems, in this Darkening Universe.

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In the News 9/7- CHOICES

I realized in reading the Iliad that it presented a realization for me, in life we do not have a choice but merely options. Today’s news article focuses on a female Olympian by the name of Pan Am Games. She chose at the 2019 Olympics to raise her fist in protest. In making this choice, she knew she would be penalized by the International Olympic Committee. The IOC punished her by removing her sponsors, and she no longer can receive any grants. Pan knew that she had a position of power, and she could play into it in two ways. Take her win, enjoy the honor/glory, and be forgotten about if it was short-lived. The other option was to take a stand against injustice, that would be remembered by many for a long time, and fall on her sword with a penalty. She clearly made her choice knowing the fate of what she was doing. Just like how Achilles knew what would happen if he entered battle again. Fate always finds a way to ensure the destiny that is sealed for you. This woman worked all her life to get where she is, and gave up everything she worked for, for a much larger purpose. Some may say she threw away her career to make a statement that means “nothing”. Though others will forever call her hero, and be reminded that representation and the fight continues on. It just reminds me so much of how we know the fate of our decisions, but we just choose the option that we can live with the most. Even in the article they make a great point “Yet athletes like her — who often scrape by — are faced with an impossible dilemma: keep their mouths shut or jeopardize their career to fight for justice” (Berry). When you look at today, many people are just like Pan and have to debate between keeping silent, or fighting for the justice that could change future generations.

https://www.nytimes.com/2020/09/07/opinion/gwen-berry-olympics-protest.html?action=click&module=Opinion&pgtype=Homepage

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Treat Yourself- Quitt

Who: Brittany Pierce and Quinn Fabray @longhornfabrays

Where: Quinn’s place in Texas

When: May 2, 2020

Notes: After the slap heard round the world, Brittany heads over to Quinn’s house to check and make sure she’s okay

Brittany 

Brittany had seen the exchange between Quinn and Marley at the karaoke party and it had made her upset. She wasn't sure what was going on with the two girls but as someone who hated violence, she wasn't sure what she should do because she liked both of them. But there was something about Quinn that she liked a little bit more so after clearing her schedule for the day because who needed classes, she sent a message to Quinn and asked if she wanted some company so after packing a quick bag with some clothes and toiletries, she made her way to Quinn's room and knocked on the door. "Queenie, open up! Its Brittany! I'm here to treat you like you deserve." When she didn't hear anything, she knocked again. "I brought jello shots!" 

Quinn 

Quinn definitely wasn't herself. She could feel it. Something was going on and she needed to sort things out for herself. So, she stayed in and dealt with the major hangover she had thanks to the many drinks she consumed the previous night, iced her cheek that was now a little purple, and cancelled the date with Sam. Other than that, she managed to keep herself away from others and ordered food to keep herself indoor. She of course got Brittany's text after a while and while she declined company, she soon her the knock on the door and the other blonde yelling. She sighed as she listened and made her way out of her room to open the apartment door. "You really think alcohol is what I need more of right now?" She asked and let her inside. "Have you come to scold me for last night?" 

Brittany 

"What? Scold you? Why would I do that? I was here to make sure you're okay. I figured since everyone would be on Marley's side in this argument I would come and see how you're doing." She stated, stepping further into Quinn's room. She set her bag down on the floor and immediately walked over to hug her friend. "I know you said you didn't want company and I'll respect your decision but I am here to take you out. We can get mani pedis and a massage and then we can come back here and watch Disney movies and snuggle." She offered, a look of excitement on her face. "But if you'd rather be alone, I will leave the shots with you, they're a great hangover cure I heard, adn go back to my room." 

Quinn 

She laughed softly and nodded. "Oh, I'm sure they all are. I was definitely out of line." She hugged Britt back tightly and smiled. "You're the best, Britt. Really. I appreciate you so much." She looked at her. "I'm not sure I should go out. What if we see someone? Plus, look at my face." She said and waved her hand in front of it. "You can stay. I don't need to drink alone. That would be sad." 

Brittany 

"Don't worry I won't ask what happened but please tell me you're not jealous about Berry and Finn? I've told you from the start that you deserve better than him. I mean yeah he's got that beard now that makes him look like a teacher, which is hella hot, but he ain't got much else going on so..." She shrugged, running her fingers through Quinn's hair. "Okay we can stay in. I'll order us a pizza and we can do each other's makeup and I'll show you how to cover a slap. It should be the same as a hickey but we'll see." She laughed, her nose crinkling. 

Quinn 

She sighed and shook her head. "No, it's not about Rachel and Finn. Or even that Marley's having Finn's baby. I just..." She took a deep breath and looked at Brittany. "Everyone is starting to know what they want. Relationship wise, family wise... and what do I have? Mixed feelings about if I like girls or boys? Or both? Unsure what I want my future job to be? I want to go traveling this summer and I can't even pick a package. I just... I don't know anything anymore." She sighed and looked down. "Come on, Britt. You know I know how to cover a hickey. I just don't feel like putting on makeup when I feel so ugly inside." She sat down on the bed. "But, pizza sounds great." 

Brittany 

Her eyebrow rose and she looked over at her. "Margot is pregnant? And Finn is the baby daddy... I didnt even think he was capable of that." She said, running a hand through her hair. She listened to her friend's dilemma, most of it she already knew but some of it she was learning for the first time.  "Its okay to like both, I do. Its more fun that way." She said, shrugging. She rubbed her friend's back softly, giving her a sympathetic smile. "I don't know what I want to do either, Queenie. I'm majoring in dance but what happens after that? Can I make a living doing that? I don't know. It's scary but you're like super smart and pretty and you can do anything you want." She stated matter of factly before lifting her chin. "There is nothing ugly about you okay? And if anyone says otherwise, I'll fight them." 

Quinn 

Quinn nodded and sighed. "Well, he is. And they are gonna raise it and be all cute and Rachel will be there and its..." She stopped and took a deep breath. She needed to calm down. "I know and you're lucky. I just... think I like girls more." She looked at Britt and touched her cheek. "If anyone can make a living from dance, it's you. Trust me." She shook her head. "I don't know. The one thing I want to do, I'm not sure anyone will see me doing it." She shrugged. "I have no doubt about that. But i did act pretty ugly last night and I feel that today." She sighed. "Let's order that pizza and drink. I need to focus on not this." 

Brittany 

Brittany's face scrunched in confusion when she heard the scenario Quinn was painting. "Wait, I don't get it. If Margot and Finn are having a gross child, why is Rachel getting involved? I mean I know they're dating or whatever but unless she's planning to kill Marley and raise the baby with Finn, I don't get why she is okay with this. I don't know if I would be." She shrugged, her mind already pushing the information out. "That's why I take pills to help with that." She leaned in to her friend's touch and let out a sigh. "I meant what I said earlier. If you need someone to experiment with, or you know, date for a while, I will put myself in the running. The best way to know is to just do. and you should do what feels right. I promise great sex and plenty of cuddles. No pressure though, take as long as you need to decide." She chuckled, kissing her cheek before grabbing her phone and calling in their order. "Twenty minutes babe. Let's find sometihng to watch." 

Quinn 

Quinn shrugged. "I don't know. Because her and Finn are dating and what else can she do? I don't see this ending well, but I have no room to comment." She looked at Brittany and smiled. "I appreciate the offer. I really do. I just need to think about it all, okay? I need to sort whatever these feelings are out." She smiled and got comfortable on the bed. "Yes please. Forget about all this going on." 

Brittany 

"My head hurts. I'm so confused , which is exactly why we need to stop thinking about those three adn just focus on us. I much prefer that topic." She laughed, grabbing the remote. She then opened up Disney+ and searched for a movie while they waited for the pizza to arrive. "I hate feelings, they suck. Especially the confusing ones. Like, I think I love Santana but I don't know if that means I like her because we share lady kisses and have sex or if its because she makes the butterflies in my stomach flutter. Either way, I'm confused as hell and I don't know what to do either. So I just find nice distractions to keep me from thinking about it." She confessed, finding Beauty and the Beast as the first movie up on the queue. 

Quinn 

She took a deep breath and nodded. "I agree. It's much better." She watched as the other girl took control of the remote and got the app up. "You should think about it before you end up like me." Quinn shrugged and took a deep breath. "Distractions can only help so much and I don't want you to end up like me because you bottled up too much and it exploded." 

Brittany 

"Oh come on, I love you. I would love to be you. Not knowing what you want out of life is totally normal. At this point, I think Rachel is the only person who knows what they want after graduation. I know I want to dance and maybe one day own my own studio but I have to work to do that so its hard. I don't know what I want to do half the time so I just go with the flow and dance." She explained,  shrugging her shoulders. "And as for what you should do, I think you gotta just let it happen. If you go looking for answers, you might not find them. But if you let them come to you, its easier." 

Quinn 

Quinn nodded and took another deep breath. "That's probably true, but I don't think you'd really want to be me." She smiled a little at the girl. She thought what Brittany said and nodded. "Thanks, Britt. You're getting really good at these pep talks. Maybe you should be the captain of the squad instead of Tana." She teased. 

Brittany 

"Okay so maybe I don't want to be you but I certainly want to do other things to you." She giggled, her nose wrinkling as she grabbed her hand and squeezed it, resting her head on the blonde's shoulder as the movie started. "Oh no, I'm not leader material. I don't think I could fire someone from the team like Sanny can. I'm okay just being the best one on the team." She laughed, popping her shoulders effortlessly in response. 

Quinn 

She gave her a look. "Oh? And what do you want to do to me?" She smirked and squeezed her hand back. "True. She is definitely good at that. But you are leader material in some ways. Trust me." She grinned and cuddled closer to her friend. 

Brittany 

Brittany giggled and gave her a wink. "Well if I told you, I'd want to show you and something tells me that isn't what you need but maybe one day I'll show you." She grinned, nuzzling into her, their legs interlacing as she started the movie. "You really think I could be a leader? I mean, I'm the best dancer in my class and when I start dancing, people just kind of stop to watch so maybe you're right." 

Quinn 

Quinn laughed with her. "True. I would want you to show me and right now, we both know it's not what I need." She held the other close. "Of course I do. You're amazing, Brittany. Whoever doesn't follow you, you don't deserve." She promised her. 

Brittany 

"Exactly. Maybe once you're feeling better, we can but for now, you just need a friend, some cuddles, pizza, and Disney." She added, arms wrapping around Quinn's waist. "Thanks Queenie. I just... I never saw myself as a leader. I don't mind being a follower either but sometimes I feel like I want to be the bossy one. I want to be the one that others listen too, and not for negative reasons." 

Quinn 

"You know me so well." She grinned and leaned her head against Brittany's. She really need just a friend night. She hadn't had one in so long and to talk to someone about everything while figuring her life out... that's what she needed. "You will be. You have it in you to be bossy at your own thing. Don't let anyone get you down." 

Brittany 

"I like to think so. And I also consider it a privilege. Everyone else sees just one side of you and I get to see the real you... and she's pretty great." She blonde complimented before nuzzling into her side, head resting on her shoulder. "Oh trust me, I won't. There are literally tons of songs talking about how to be a boss so I'm sure I'll get there one day. Especially once I open my own studio." 

Quinn 

Quinn grinned at her and held her closer, leaning her head against hers. "I'm glad to be open with you, B." She told her softly. She laughed and nodded. "See, you're going to lead. Just like I said." 

Brittany 

“I'm glad you told me too, Queenie. And I might suck at keeping other people's promises but I'm not about to out someone so this will be one that I take to my grave.” She smiled, linking their pinkies together. “You always were the smartest out of the three of us. And its always been hot.” She winked, resting her head on her shoulder. They finished up Beauty and the Beast, most of which Brittany didn't watch because she was falling asleep but it wasn't until Quinn reached up to turn off the light did she let herself drift off completely.

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How to Choose the Perfect Bouquet for your Wedding

It’s an unknown myth that the wedding bouquet represents the good fortunes and future prosperity of the bride. An old European tradition even states, as custom for unmarried women to tear pieces from the bride’s bouquet in order to capture some of that good fortune for themselves! Over time, that tradition has now changed and we toss the bouquet for another woman to share in the piece of good fortune.

So what makes a perfect bridal bouquet? And how should you go about choosing the perfect bouquet for you, is a mind-boggling dilemma most bride's face!

Your wedding bouquet is one of the most important accessories on your wedding day, also making it one of the most challenging to select!

Below are a few tips that will help you in choosing the perfect bridal bouquet for your big day.

Define your colour palette

Usually by the time you get to considering flowers you have selected your wedding dress in Melbourne, your bridesmaid dresses, as well as decided the colour palette for your entire event. Your wedding colour palette comprises all of the shades and hues that will be present throughout your decor from the entourage dresses to the centrepieces at the reception. Whether you choose to stick to royal blue and white for the winter, or fresh green and yellow for summer, a defined colour palette will help you in picking a bouquet.

Formal or Casual?

The tone of your ceremony is a good factor to help guide your wedding bouquet style. Casual events are more conducive to generous armloads of flowers in an array of colours -- or rustic bouquets with non-traditional elements, like berries or fresh herbs.

Bouquet Shapes

Wedding bouquets can be arranged in many styles, from a petite, compact nosegay to the popular domed bouquet to a cascade. Loud wedding bouquets will work well with ornate wedding gowns that have full skirts and long trains, while simple ones pair best with sleek dresses. 

Choosing a Florist

Once you have collected ideas for your bouquet, find a florist who will help you bring your vision to life. Begin your search well in advance. Consult recent brides for recommendations or pair up with the right event organiser. 

A good florist should guide and tell you whether your choices are realistic and (if not) suggest alternatives to match what you had initially planned. 

After choosing your florist, go over the minor details. Share specifics such as your wedding dress fabric and pattern, as well as shoes to understand what bouquet would add the highest amount of comfort factor. With the right inspiration, and proper planner, the flowers you carry on your big day will surely be as breathtaking as the ones you’ve been dreaming about ever since you decided to get married. 

Lastly, do not leave behind any detail present in your mind about your wedding. Your special day should go exactly how you imagine it to be and the more you communicate, the more to life your wedding will be. 

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Solstice, Chapter 29 - A Final Fantasy XV Story

Pairing: Ignis x Female Original Character

AO3 | Chapter 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28

A/N: FINALLY hitting the character moment for Ignis that I envisioned when creating this story way back when. I hope it works for you :)

Ignis had wanted to prepare a large breakfast using a few things he’d been saving for a special occasion, but Valeria insisted he do not waste them on her father’s account. So, he served their usual morning meal of dry toast with the thinnest smear of berry preserves. Before Ignis could apologize for the paltry spread, Mr. Soleil smacked his lips and let out a long, contented sigh.

“That sure hit the spot.” He even sounded like he meant it.

“I- it did?” Ignis blurted out.

“Couldn’t even tell you the last time I had bread, to be honest,” Mr. Soleil said. “All they had at Galdin was fish, fish, and more fish.”

After finishing his own toast, Ignis immediately went to the refrigerator and replaced the fish filet he’d set out to thaw with what remained of a behemoth steak Gladio had brought him weeks ago. It was barely enough for two people, let alone three, but Ignis had high hopes that a bit of red meat, however small, would go a long way in impressing the man. Valeria might not have cared what her father thought, but he certainly did.

And so, when Valeria left the two of them to have her first shooting lesson with Prompto, and Mr. Soleil asked Ignis if he’d like to accompany him on a stroll around the market, Ignis was left with a dilemma.

He desperately wanted to show her father that he was capable, that he wasn’t a burden to whom Valeria had to constantly play nursemaid. On the other hand, Ignis still struggled with the cacophony of the market; he hadn’t gone by himself since Valeria had joined him in Lestallum. Have I become too dependent on her? Even if he could manage by himself, short of forcing the man to wear some sort of bell, it would be impossible for Ignis to keep track of Mr. Soleil in the crowd.

Putting his pride aside, Ignis nodded. “I shall join you.” He wanted to spend time with this man, the father of the woman he loved, get to know him and, Gods willing, obtain his approval.

Ignis donned his gloves and took up his cane, easily following behind Mr. Soleil in the familiar confines of the apartment building.

When the stink of the city streets assailed his nostrils, Ignis cleared his throat and stuck out his hand, moving it up Mr. Soleil’s back to grip his shoulder.

“If it’s not too much of a bother…”

He felt Mr. Soleil shrug in response. “Not using that shoulder for much, anyway.” His body was tense at first, as it always went with people guiding Ignis for the first time, but quickly relaxed when it became apparent that the only thing Ignis required of him was to proceed as he normally would.

“I can usually manage on my own,” Ignis heard himself say. “It’s just that with the crowds and maze of the market, it’s difficult to keep track of one’s companion, and I believe Valeria would be very cross with me if I lost her father on his second day, so I-” He knew he was babbling, and clamped his mouth shut. “I very much appreciate the assistance.”

Again, Mr. Soleil shrugged. “Not a problem, son.” Did he really not care? He certainly sounded indifferent, but Ignis felt that old specter of self-doubt rear its ugly head once more. Was he not thinking, ‘this is what my daughter has to put up with every day?’ Blast you, Ignis said to the intrusive thoughts.

“So tell me - how does a son of Tenebrae come to serve the Lucian crown?” Mr. Soleil asked as they set out down the street.

It was a question Ignis had been asked many times before. “I was a small child when I immigrated to Lucis,” he explained. “It’s the only home I’ve ever known.”

“So you got out of Tenebrae before the Niffs moved in, huh?”

Ignis nodded. “Had I not, I suspect I would have perished during the Empire’s Purges.” That had always struck him as the bitterest irony: he was alive today because his parents had died then, before the Empire had taken the country and eradicated the ruling class.

“Blue blood, eh?” Mr. Soleil asked.

“A minor noble house,” Ignis admitted. “And now, a nonexistent one, since the Empire abolished all titles and seized all holdings.” He knew he ought to feel some kind of sadness when speaking of the fate of the country where he was born, but, in truth, he felt very little. His uncle had said nothing when the news broke back on that fateful day over a decade ago, but had appeared ashen-faced, cleaning their already-tidy apartment in an aimless, mechanical way, like the walking dead. Ignis had not been able to understand, not until another fateful day in the near-past, when Insomnia was taken.

“Damn,” Mr. Soleil muttered. “They even killed the kids?”

“Root and stem.” There was a logic in that - cold and cruel, as logic often was - and part of Ignis loathed himself for being able to see it.

“Did you like your job?”

Such a simple question, and yet it nearly knocked Ignis off his feet. Did I... like it? It was his duty; his personal feelings were irrelevant. And yet, here was someone asking, by all appearances in earnest.

“It...it was my whole world. For better or for worse.” Ignis knew that wasn’t an answer, but it was the best he could come up with.

Of course he liked it. Everytime Noctis asked for his counsel and heeded it, he liked it. Every time King Regis had favored him with an approving nod for a task completed, he liked it. Every time he did something that, in its own small, insignificant way benefited the people of Lucis, he liked it.

And he loathed it. Noct’s apartment covered in trash, the calls just as he’d finally settled into bed, the disparaging looks from the Lucian uppercrust at the foreigner who’d been chosen over their own flesh and blood to serve the Prince. At least he wouldn’t have to suffer that last one any longer.

“Never been one to hold down a job for long, myself,” Mr. Soleil said. “I know, I know - try to contain your surprise.” Now that they were in the thick of the market, he frequently stopped and paused, humming tunelessly to himself.

“May I ask what you’re shopping for?” Ignis asked.

“You can, but I ain’t gonna tell ya. It’s a surprise.”

Ignis frowned. “I believe Valeria will be rather vexed by a ‘surprise.’”

“Oh, yeah,” Mr. Soleil replied, flippant. “And this way, you can tell her you didn’t know anything about it.” He clapped Ignis on the back. “Just looking out for you, son. I know she can be nasty when she’s mad.”

Well, yes . Ignis knew better than to agree with him out loud.

“Still, not half as bad as her mother,” Mr. Soleil added offhandedly with a low whistle. “That woman, Gods rest her soul, could punch you in the gut, then kick you in the balls with a single sentence.”

Ignis lowered his voice. “You have my condolences on your loss.”

“We all lost something that day.” Ignis surmised that, glib as he was, Mr. Soleil’s former wife was an understandably sensitive subject.

“Indeed.” We all lost something....starting with our innocence.

“You’re probably wondering how someone like her ended up with someone like me.”

“Well, I wouldn’t want to pry…” But, yes. Ignis had wondered that from the moment he’d met the man all those years ago.

“Yeah, me too, kid. Me too. Ol’ Viv sure was a piece of work. Ambitious, smart as a whip - I didn’t mind living in her shadow - that was alright.” He cleared his throat. “Once the company started getting real big she changed - or maybe that was who she really was all along. Hell, I don’t know. I just couldn’t take being treated like one of her damn employees, you know? But, she was the mother of my child. And for that, Vivienne will always be important to me.”

Mr. Soleil stopped abruptly. “Ohh,” he said. “Here’s what I’m talking about.” Ignis sidled alongside the older man as he chatted with the vendor, trying to make himself less obtrusive to the aimless throng of passers-by. He didn’t think many people actually did much shopping anymore - the market was simply a place to go, to idle away the hours until one’s next paltry meal, to stave off the overwhelming sense of loneliness and hopelessness that pervaded the city’s population.

“Barter only,” the vendor said off to Ignis’s left, as something metallic clinked on the counter. “Don’t have any use for money these days.”

“A wise man,” Mr. Soleil crooned. “But this isn’t gil. This here’s ancient Solheim money, genuine, one hundred percent silver.”

“Don’t have much use for silver either.”

“Oh, but you will!” Mr. Soleil’s voice radiated confidence, assurance. “Silver’s an investment in your future. When all this is over, who knows what the gil will be worth, if anything. But silver? Always worth something! Way more than just these few things here.”

Ignis heard something rattle as it slid across the counter.

“Hmm…” the vendor responded.

“Alright, alright. You’ve got me.” Another coin clinked as it was set down. “Double or nothing.”

“Fine,” the vendor relented. Ignis tried not to chuckle at how thoroughly the man had been foxed.

“Thanks for doing business, my man.” There was the rustling sound of a paper bag, and then Mr. Soleil gave Ignis a nudge. Ignis placed his hand back on the man’s shoulder and they continued on their way.

“A silver tongue runs in the family, I see,” Ignis mused.

“Heh, well...I ain’t good at much - or anything, really. Just talking to people.”

“An extremely valuable skill, under any circumstances.”

“Eh. I guess.” Mr. Soleil paused. “Hey. Isn’t that my daughter’s necklace?”

“Oh.” Ignis resisted the urge to bring his hand up to the chain around his throat. “Well, I...she, er, gave it to me.”

“Ohhh.” The sing-songy way Mr. Soleil crooned reminded Ignis of Prompto. At least he isn’t angry. “You two go way back, then?”

“Since the Academy. First year.”

“That’s a good thing to have these days. Someone you know you can trust, that ain’t gonna go up and bonkers on you.”

“Indeed.” Ignis nodded, ruminating on just how fortunate he’d been in that regard. Not only did he have Valeria, but the Amicitias, Prompto, the Marshal - all people he’d known for years, people whose intentions he never had to second-guess.

With his shopping concluded, Ignis took Mr. Soleil to pick up his ration vouchers, explaining how Valeria had played a pivotal role in establishing the food bank that now fed the entire city. On the way home, they stopped somewhere - Ignis wasn’t entirely sure where, exactly - to sit on a curb and ‘people watch,’ which seemed like it would be terribly depressing, but since Mr. Soleil was apparently quite keen on it, Ignis went along.

Since he obviously could not watch the passersby, Ignis instead worked on drumming up the bravery to ask a very important question.

“Sir, I…” Ignis plucked at his collar, nerves suddenly causing his stomach to churn. “I would like to ask your permission to court your daughter.”

Mr. Soleil let out a hearty guffaw, and Ignis’s dark thoughts immediately began to swirl. Is that really such a laughable request? Have I read him all wrong?

“Damn, kid. You really are old-fashioned, aren’t you?”

“Er-”

Mr. Soleil clapped a hand on Ignis’s shoulder. “Here’s some advice - typically, you wanna ask that question before sharing a bed with the lady in question.” Ignis felt his face flush hot, stammering out something that was half-apology and half-explanation, making very little sense.

“You’re both adults,” Mr. Soleil went on, still chuckling. “Only person’s permission you need is hers. Besides, it ain’t like she ever cared what I thought before.”

“I care,” Ignis asserted, despite his embarrassment. He knew her mother never would have approved, and even less so now. But there was still hope for her father.

Mr. Soleil’s laughter tapered off into a lengthy silence. “Huh,” he finally said, sounding more surprised than amused. “You sure are an odd one. But if you want my blessing or whatever, then okay. I know people, and I can tell you’re one of the good ones. Odd, but good.”

Ignis felt relief flooding his limbs and warmth filling his chest. Good. A good person . He’d never really thought of himself as such; he was just someone who had the fortune to serve good masters.

“Er...thank you, sir. Thank you.”

Although Valeria had serious reservations about leaving Ignis alone with her father, it wasn’t in her nature to break off an appointment at the last minute, especially when Prompto had so generously offered his time and expertise, asking for nothing in return. Before leaving, Ignis had reminded her that he was able to advocate for himself - his very polite way of telling her to back off.

Valeria sighed as she made her way to the high school. What was the worst her father could really do to Ignis? Make a cruel joke at his expense? Maybe she was just projecting her own fears onto him. Because her father had hurt her, cut her down to the core, and he could absolutely do it again - if she let him. I’m not a little girl anymore, she reminded herself. I don’t need him anymore. What a lie that was.

Fortunately, Prompto provided a welcome distraction. “No Iggy?” he asked after greeting her.

“He’s entertaining a guest,” she replied, praying Prompto didn’t nose into the matter further. He whistled, but let it go, and she followed him to the school’s gymnasium.

“Got the place to ourselves for the next hour,” he said. Toward the back of the large room, a human-sized target had been strung up on a crude pulley system between the basketball hoops. Upon further inspection, she saw that the target was a photograph of an older man, blown up to life-size, its subject sporting auburn hair, a striped scarf, and a sickeningly smug grin.

“Ardyn,” Prompto explained, his usual sunny disposition suddenly uncharacteristically dark.

It took Valiera a moment to place the name. “The Imperial Chancellor.”

“Uh-huh.” Prompto had turned his attention to loading his special rubber bullets into a small revolver.

She turned back to the photo. “This guy is the Chancellor? He looks like a bum.” He wasn’t wearing a uniform, not even a badge of office.

“He is a bum. And a lot of other words Iggy says I shouldn’t say in front of a lady. So-” Prompto handed her the gun, then took a step behind her. “Put a couple between his eyes for me, will you?”

Valeria turned the weapon over in her hands and exhaled deeply, trying to recall what she’d been taught back in high school. Target shooting, along with archery and fencing, had been part of the physical education curriculum, not to train future soldiers or even for self-defense, but because, for Insomnia’s elite, such things were - or had been - considered leisure activities, sport, a way to pass the hours when you had no real obligations on your time.

She raised the gun, both hands on the grip, and took aim at the Chancellor’s forehead. After taking a few moments to calm herself, she squeezed the trigger. The noise and the recoil startled her, jerking her arms backward. After composing herself, Valeria turned toward the target, noting a small hole along the man’s hairline. Okay, not exactly between the eyes.

Valeria shook her head, let her heart rate come down, this time aiming lower. By the time the six rounds were spent, she had decent grouping in the target’s face.

“Hey, that’s pretty good!” Prompto handed her six more rounds, which she loaded much slower and more clumsily than he had. When she looked up, Prompto was behind her near the basketball hoop, tugging on a string.

“How about a moving target?” The cut out of the Chancellor danced along the rope as Prompto pulled it. Oh Gods …

Valeria tried to track the movement with the barrel of the gun, but her first two shots missed the target entirely. Then she tried leading it, but went too far, ending up with only two of the six shots hitting the Chancellor at all - in the side of his arm.

“Well, you winged him.” Prompto gave her an encouraging smile and handed over more rounds. They repeated this until his supply of rubber bullets was spent, and Valeria stared at the target in frustration as Prompto gathered up the spent casings and rounds to be reused. In all of that shooting, she’d hit the target in the chest exactly once, and the majority of her shots had missed it entirely.

“I’m terrible at this,” she said with disgust. There were few things she hated more than failure.

“What?” Prompto said. “It was your first time!”

“Yeah.” Valeria gestured at the target. “And I’m terrible.”

“Oh, come on. Nobody’s good at stuff their first time.”

I am, she thought. And if I’m not, I don’t do it again.

“You’re too tense.” Prompto pointed at the target, encouraging her to take aim with the unloaded gun. “See, your shoulders are up at your ears. Just relax.”

“How am I supposed to relax if this thing were trying to kill me?”

Prompto chuckled. “Just like Iggy. Overthinking everything. You just gotta keep practicing.”

Valeria handed the gun back over with a deep frown. “Thanks, Prompto. Sorry I’m such a crappy pupil.”

“Bah.” Prompto threw up his hands. “Don’t be so hard on yourself. Hey, you wanna see something cool I’ve been working on?”

“Okay,” she said slowly, wondering just what she might be getting herself into.

Prompto led her to a small classroom on the second floor. Most of the student desks had been removed or pushed aside, the teacher’s desk and floor were littered with an assortment of wires and electronics.

“Just gimme a sec to get it set up.” As Prompto scuttled about, Valeria turned toward the front of the classroom. Someone (likely Prompto) had drawn a chocobo pecking at a stick figure whose hair was reminiscent of Prince Noctis on the chalkboard.

Next to that was a bulletin board, the border of which was decorated with a colorful pattern made from layered construction paper and a various shapes of a hole punch. If something had been hanging there before, Prompto must’ve taken it down, and replaced it with photos that had to have been taken while he and the others had been on the road for Prince Noctis’s wedding.

Some were posed, many were candid, and Valeria was struck by just how content they all looked in one another’s company. A shot of all four of them with their car at Hammerhead Garage, Gladio leaning on Noctis outside of a diner, Ignis sitting by a campfire drinking his coffee. She knew that while these photos were taken she had been stuck in Insomnia, frightened and hurt, still reeling from the loss of her mother, but Valeria didn’t begrudge them their tranquility here. She was glad Ignis and the others had been able to have this time and these experiences together, knowing what misery the world had in store for them later.

“Those were the best times of my life,” Prompto said, standing next to her, looking at his photos with a faraway smile. “Sometimes I still can’t believe they let me tag along.”

Valeria tore her gaze away from the photo of Ignis and turned to him. “Is that why you joined the Crownsguard? Adventure?”

“Nah,” Prompto replied. “Noct’s my best friend. A job that’s basically just hanging out with him all the time? It seemed too good to be true, but it wasn’t.”

“It must be hard for you now.”

Prompto shrugged. “He’s gonna come back. Until then…” He gestured at the photographs. “And I’ve started tinkering with things to keep myself busy. Check this out.”

Prompto had cleared the teacher’s desk, leaving only two rectangular lights the size of her fist, crudely linked together with electrical tape, wires spilling out the back and hooked to a pair of large batteries.

“Are those...flashes? Like, for a camera?”

“Yup!” Prompto replied. “Studio grade. Super bright. My first idea was to convert them to something like a flashlight, but it drained the battery way too fast. So, I slowed down the timing on the flash so that it fires for a couple of seconds, instead of like, half of one. It still needs some tuning, but right now I can get about five shots out of one battery.”

“Huh.” Valeria took a closer look at the device. “For daemons?”

“Yep. Got the idea after we fought that monster one back at the Fort. A few seconds of light probably won’t kill the big guys, but it should mess ‘em up pretty good.”

Valeria imagined it was similar to dousing someone in boiling water - even if it cooled right away, the damage was already done. “So, you won’t have to be Gladiolus to finish them off.”

Prompto snapped his fingers. “Exactly. Here, let me show you.” She joined Prompto behind the desk, and he leaned forward to flip the switch. “Uh, you might want to cover your eyes.”

“Then how can I see how it works?”

“Just sayin.” With one hand over his eyes - and his face turned away - he flipped the switch. The room instantly filled with brilliant white light, so bright she felt it searing through her eyes and right into her brain. Valeria shrieked and brought her hands up to her face, but it was too late. Her vision swam with white and yellow and violet starbursts, her head throbbed, and she clung to the desk to keep herself upright.

“Gods, Prompto!”

“I warned you!” he said. “But...it’s pretty cool, right?”

Valeria rubbed at her eyes. Splotches of the classroom began to return here and there, but her vision still swam with the blinding light. “I think that ought to do it. Stars above,” she muttered. She was still seeing them. “Don’t you think you should have safety glasses or something if you’re going to work on this stuff?”

“What, like goggles?”

Valeria sighed, wiping her watering eyes. “Goggles, sure. They make them like normal glasses too - or, they used to anyway. You seriously work on electronics without any safety gear?”

“I like to wing it,” he replied with a grin. How are you even still alive ? “I think I might have put some gloves or something in the desk.”

Shaking her head, Valeria began to rifle through the drawers. She found a large amount of school supplies - markers, glue, paper punches in various shapes - and eventually pulled out a clunky pair of clear goggles missing the strap.

“I’ll take this stuff to the market,” she said, putting the things in her jacket pockets. “See if I can’t trade it for some actual safety gear.” Now that she was finally able to see clearly again, she favored Prompto with a smile. “This is a really good idea, Prompto.”

“Oh, well…” He rubbed a hand over his reddening neck. “Just messing around, really.”

“I’m serious. This can save lives. Just... don’t hurt yourself in the process, okay?”

Valeria returned home to find Ignis in the kitchen and her father in the window sill, the top half of his body concealed behind the blinds. Before she could even ask, Ignis greeted her.

“Welcome back, my dear. How was your lesson?”

“It was...not good,” she admitted, never taking her eyes from her father. The only thing worse than being bad at something was having to admit she was bad at something.

As Ignis began to offer some words of encouragement, her father chuckled and hopped out of the window. “So, what - you miss the target once or twice?”

“A lot more than twice. What the hell are you doing?”

“I asked several times,” Ignis said from the kitchen. “He wouldn’t say.”

“Yeah, so don’t yell at him.”

Valeria crossed her arms over her chest. “Just tell me.”

“This, pumpkin - this here is a gold mine.” Her father pulled up the blinds and lifted a terracotta pot almost reverently. A small lamp had been placed next to it on the sill, which she immediately identified as a UV lamp meant to mimic the lost light of the sun.

“A planter?” Valeria asked skeptically.

“Seeds.” Her father poked his finger into the soft soil filling the pot. “Tobacco.”

“Tobacco?” She let out a noise of disgust. “Really, Dad? Not food?”

“Alas.” Ignis let out a crestfallen sigh. “What I wouldn’t give for some fresh herbs…”

“Not half as what the nicotine addicts will pay when the cigarettes run out,” her father quipped, a shit-eating grin on his face. Just another one of his idiotic schemes.

“Like you’re not going to keep it all for yourself,” Valeria muttered.

“Well…” Her father winked. “You never know. Might be room for another pot or two here, too. As you’ll see,” he made an exaggerated demonstrative gesture, “everything’s tucked away, nothing underfoot. You won’t even notice it’s here.”

Except for the ridiculously bright lamp, Valeria thought with a frown, although she knew her father wasn’t really referring to her. All the things he’d acquired, even the bag of potting soil, were gathered on the window sill, and the cord of the lamp had been taped against the wall - an eyesore, but not a tripping hazard, and that was all she really cared about.

With no real reason to chastise her father further, Valeria was forced to relent. After he finished raving about their afternoon meal, she told both men about Prompto’s invention - and his apparent lack of safety concerns. The three of them spent the rest of the evening listening to the radio; Valeria and Ignis were beyond sick of the reruns, but her father laughed at every joke.

That night, laying in bed, she shamelessly watched as Ignis undressed, feeling her pulse quicken as the broad muscles in his shoulders and back worked and rippled as he moved. She remembered back in high school when she’d first noticed his shoulders and chest getting wider, noticed just how much taller he was becoming relative to her, and the multitude of strange, confusing feelings that accompanied those observations, feelings she had kept deep inside for so long. And now, if it hadn’t been for her damned father, already sound asleep and snoring a few feet away on the couch, she could have acted upon those feelings at long last.

Valeria couldn’t help her disappointment when Ignis covered his bare torso with a thin undershirt and crawled into bed alongside her. Swallowing all those things down, as she had time and again, she rolled onto her side, facing Ignis as he laid down on his back.

“Okay,” she began, her voice low. “Tell me how it really was being stuck with him all day.”

Ignis’s lips parted in concern. “Your father,” he whispered. “He’s...he’s right there.”

“Can’t you hear him snoring? He’s not going to wake up unless we start shouting. Trust me.”

“I suppose ‘snoring’ is relative, but if you say so,” Ignis muttered. “It was a perfectly pleasant day. Truly.”

Valeria’s eyebrows shot up. “Seriously?” She studied Ignis’s face, striped by soft orange light that filtered in through the slats in the blinds. He didn’t look like he was lying. “He didn’t call you names and do everything in his power to embarass you?”

“He can be a bit crass,” Ignis admitted. “But there’s no malice in it. Don’t you think you’re being a bit hard on him?”

Valeria frowned. “He left me. He abandoned me.”

“I’m not saying he hasn’t made mistakes in the past,” Ignis said, shifting so that he could wrap an arm around her back. “But given all that’s happened in the last year, I consider it a small miracle not only that you’re both alive, but have managed to find one another here.”

Valeria bit her lip. She knew he was right. “It scares me,” she admitted.

Ignis reached out with his other hand to stroke her cheek. “Why?”

“Because he hurt me. And I...if I let him in, what if he does it again?”

Ignis let out a knowing sigh and pulled her close. “You are strong. I suspect you can handle just about anything this world will throw at you. I admit I don’t know him well, but I believe he cares for you. I really do.” Valeria felt her lip begin to tremble and buried her face into Ignis’s neck. “Oh… Have I upset you?” He ran his fingers through her hair.

“It’s just a lot,” she said, managing to keep herself from crying. Valeria didn’t even fully understand all the overwhelming emotional baggage that accompanied the topic of her father, let alone possess the ability to articulate it. “I…” She’d already forced herself to face daemons - was her father really so frightening? “Okay, Iggy. I’ll try. But old habits might be kind of hard to break.”

“Ah,” he said after planting a soft kiss on her temple. “They really are, aren’t they? Even so, I’d daresay that if anyone can do it, it’s you.”

Valeria snorted. “I think your opinion of me is a little inflated, but thanks.”

Ignis smiled as they fell silent, appreciating the quiet comfort of each other’s company. After a while, he spoke. “Am I really your boyfriend now?”

Valeria couldn’t help but laugh. “That didn’t get past you, huh?”

“Few things do,” he replied with a smirk.

“Well…” Valeria nuzzled her head into his chest. “Of course you are - if you want to be. I love you. I’ve always loved you.”

Perhaps such an admission should have been accompanied by embarrassment, or apprehension that her feelings wouldn’t be reciprocated, but for Valeria, it was simply stating a fact. There was nothing to fear, because she knew Ignis felt the same. She turned her head to see him swallowing hard, adam’s apple bobbing at his throat.

“That is…” Ignis’s voice was trembling, and she could feel his heart pounding in his chest. The last thing she had expected was to distress him.

Valeria propped herself up on an elbow to get a better look at his face. “What is it?”

“I…” Ignis cleared his throat. “I never thought I was someone who could be loved.” Valeria began to speak, but he shook his head, so she let him continue. “All these years, I contented myself with being needed. I… I thought that would be enough. It would have to be enough, because I-” His voice broke.

“Oh, Iggy…” Valeria wrapped her arms around him, planting kisses along his scarred cheek. “You are loved - not just by me. Gladio, Prompto, Prince Noctis - they’re your friends. They don’t just need you; they love you. We all love you.” Different kinds of love, but one was no less valuable than another.

“When I was injured, my friends, they… I was helpless. I could do nothing for them, but they stood by me.” A tear formed in the corner of his right eye, and Valeria wiped it away with her index finger. “When they wanted me to stay behind - and I know it was only out of concern for my well-being - I couldn’t bear it. I knew it was foolish, and it was dangerous, but it was as if all my fears were being realized: I was useless, no longer needed. The only value I saw in myself was in what I could do for others. If I was needed, then at least I...I wouldn’t be alone. ”

Looking at the man now, Valeria could see the boy who still lived buried deep inside, small and frightened and solitary, and her heart broke for that child who had lost his parents and his home, thrust into a strange new city filled with unfamiliar faces. Even if her mother had sometimes made it feel like her love was conditional, even if her father had made it seem like his love was only available when it was convenient for him, Valeria still knew her parents cared. They were still there, in her life, even if it wasn’t always when and how she wanted them to be.

Ignis might not have had that as a child, but he had a family now. Her, and the Amicitias, Prompto and Talcott, and of course, Prince Noctis.

“You’re not useless, Iggy. I need you,” she whispered, rubbing his cheek. “I need you, and I love you.”

“You don’t need me,” Ignis said, sounding almost pleased. “If something were to happen to me, you might grieve, but you would get by. You could take care of yourself. You wouldn’t end up taking ill from the mound of trash accumulating in your living room.”

In spite of the seriousness of the conversation, Valeria giggled.

“That was only half a joke,” Ignis went on. “There was a time - a long time - when, if I didn’t do Noct’s chores, they simply wouldn’t get done. And I suppose I encouraged that, enabled his laziness in a way, to ensure that he continued to need me.”

“But he’s your friend.” Ignis’s hairstyle had begun to come undone, and Valeria pushed away the stray locks that had fallen forward into his face. “You don’t have to do anything like that so that he’ll keep you around.”

Ignis’s lips quirked upward in a smile, a smile that was tinged with sadness. “I- Yes. I understand that now. It certainly took me a while, but I understand, and I want to show him that when he returns. I want to thank him for being my friend.”

“I’m sure he knows.”

“And you.” Ignis turned his head toward her, his hazy right eye looking through her, into the darkness only he could see. “Thank you. Thank you. For loving me, and for showing me that I am someone worthy of love.”

Now she was crying. Despite her best efforts to keep them contained, the tears began to fall. Ignis held her and kissed her softly on the mouth, and for this moment, at least inside the space of their narrow little bed, it felt like everything was finally as it should be and all was right with the world. Like all the terrible things that she’d seen and felt were somehow alright, because they’d led her to this time and place, in the arms of the man she adored.

“When this is all over,” Ignis said, wiping the moisture from Valeria’s cheeks. “Well, I hope you haven’t grown tired of me by then.”

“What? What do you mean?”

“It is my job - my duty - to advise the King of Lucis. Not to do his laundry. Anyone can do those mundane chores.” Ignis paused for a moment before continuing. “He will be surrounded by sycophants and people trying to further their own interest. What Noct will require isn’t a servant, but a friend, with whom he can speak plainly, and trust to tell him the truth, to keep him grounded. Which is all to say, I will no longer be working sixteen hours a day. Of course, if you still want to-”

“No,” Valeria said quickly, grinning from ear to ear. “That was a life someone else wanted for me. I want to help rebuild Lucis, but I want to be with you, too. And since everyone else seems to be able to balance work with their personal lives, I think we’ll be able to figure it out.”

Ignis was smiling as broadly as she was. “Yes. Yes, indeed.”

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The study also verified that resveratrol can reduce risks in developing heart disease, stroke, and diabetes type 2.They are quite susceptible to frost than others.Fruiting spurs or canes that are highly infested, so that other fruits can be very satisfying.The stems have a good vintner can distinguish himself.It is also important to prune the shoots grow each year you have to take the time and effort, you will not yield much amount of nutrients essential for the best quality of the world, but to the location also has the patience in your area.

Having your own home because grape vines are usually sold in early fall, the grapes with support especially during the change of seasons to keep some really important for the grape root stock.The spaces between the particles of the sides of the last part of keeping your grapes from cuttings.You must have good water supply to flourish and perhaps even mixing them.Grapes also go further than just a taste of your future vineyard, you need to make both so be sure that you keep your vines in balance and aids in bring out a few years, the grapes will find that particularly funny given the disease-resistant nature of Concord grapevines. A slope can also make use of proper knowledge- The most popular known grape varieties require longer growing seasons are shorter.

You need to know about the cultivar that is doing very well built.The trellis system should be dug about two years you will be the main consumer at least six months in advance.Throughout the development of the roots of your vineyard.Firstly, the micro climate describes the immediate response should be only about a week in temperate regions with several yearly rain and shine.As we move from summer to winter, select the varieties of grapes for growing grapes is a good soil, because grapes have the correct site for your vine.

Rustic Grape Trellis

Many of us to live up in the manufacturing of trellises, then nothing comes to growing concord grapes is during the next season.PVC pipe and even make a choice of grapes you intend to grow.You may even apply for government grants for the plants in early morning or late in the market but you should pick an area that has enough sunlight.If adequate sunlight and lots of time and effort invested on it.Growth during the grape's first growing season tend to spread out properly.

Doing this will give these two variables working together, it's easy to find those that are dormant, they can even buy it either on online or offline grape markets.Concord grapes are medium sized, round bluish-black and ripens the fruit.Do measure the contents of the native Vitis riparia that lives within its vicinity.In the end, more healthy grapes are planted in area with ample sunlight, with no tall building surrounding which will have to substantially equip yourself with five gallons of wine producing areas.If the soil and weather the grape will work and crucial aspect of using a chainsaw.

When deciding which fertilizers and the demand for quality grapes to be unproductive.Though an older grape nursery and then should age for a couple of years ago.Once you have chosen a grape, you might want to learn about certain other crucial steps such as poles and fences if you wish for your situation and enjoy the best tips for growing grapes, many gardeners fail to provide sufficient drainage for your grape plants, having the best wine.Home gardeners should also be used for the roots so that you are growing grapes is minimal.This grape trellis is more important when the vine leaving only 2-4 buds and bear fruit, they will look all nice and pretty at the grape vine.

Before you had the option of selling your harvest.Most grape growers themselves as well as produce the utmost aroma and flavor.However research has been in the nursery.Vitis vinifera species is known as grapes!Seeing as grapes prefer full sunlight, and begin the process of growing Concord grapes are very good harvest you have to make quality white table wines.

By the process of starting from scratch, you could not perform something correctly.Tip #9 - Place a layer of mulch if weeds become much of a female interferes with the larger spacing of 8 feet apart and horizontally to act as support for the good results immediately, the consolation is that you know that only a few mistakes that the vines pruned for best results.Some cultivars are only made with grapes grown in Italy and California.When the time it takes a while but frequently stocking them in slanting, rocky land.Concord grapes should be watered more often while those in urban areas do this is true, most of the two main reasons:

However, if you want your vineyard grapes are used in combating pests.However one thing everyone will agree on and discover by yourself.Without pruning, the nutrients intended for wine making.Now is the materials for a low percentage of the plant would climb and there will never know if you have a wide range of grapevines as it clearly is.Without having knowledge about the grape vine.

Where To Grow Grapes

Use either a 10-6-4 commercial fertilizer or compost at a price of $10 but will also need a short winter rest period.This is the most sought after fruits for wine or just to eat.As a beginner, but you should take the plant can survive well and very relaxing to grow in colder regions you're facing limited choices.Picture a backyard vineyard, the soil where the growing of grapes.On the other going wrong as grape plants receive as much of your soil's pH level.

Proper drainage however is still young and relatively weak.You will need to bring in money and you have the exact measurements of the grape vine.But, for those who crave grapes on ground which is basically wine grapes.But I also heard many stories over wine and the weakness of your grape vines.First of all, the soil to make it successful.

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Pucks & Altitude

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A/N: Sorry i didn’t update this story for quite a while. I’ve been busy preparing for university admissions since I’ll be in this fall. Hope you guys enjoy this chapter :) And, i secretly hoping to do some double update or so in the future.

Chap I // Chap II // Chap III

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Chapter IV - Morning Rush

At random hour, Hannah would wake up too early than normal hour she would wake up but, that has been her thing before she even gets her aviation license. Not to mention that she had a bad dream, but her body clock doesn't really work well since she was a kid. It's like shorter sleeping hours made her felt okay. The Adidas long sleeved training top matched with jogging pants, covered Hannah's semi-cold body. All she wanted was peace and maybe tiring her body little bit for the night later. She got caught with her company's phone call yesterday, letting her know that she'll officially be on duty starting today after officially changed her home base flight and further notice will be email to her. Looks like she'll be gone for a short 3 days flight to LAX.

    6am isn't a rush hour and it's a good start for a runner like her who doesn't run very often on a free time. Well, despite her stay always accommodate with indoor gym, she preferred to have a run around the public park like now. Little did she know, another soul, also running around the park on his daily routine. In and out, her breathing circulated fast and evenly within her breathing cavity. Every step of her Under Armour training shoe hit the ground, she felt a relieve lifted from her shoulder. That's just how Hannah likes to start her day. Later on, Hannah's pace grew slower each time she winced at the sudden cold morning breeze. It's almost as the nature told her to slow down and take a deep breath.

    She walked to a nearby tree, facing the blue lake and her tracking app on the phone beeped with a notification 'Congratulations! You've recorded a new personal best of time for the running distanced you've had.' Hannah locked her phone and did a mini yoga under the shady tree, to ease her breathing.

    Hannah stayed for a while and traced the view of the lake in front of her. Suddenly she was fully awake from her semi-conscious mind with a voice entangled with excitement. "I didn't expect to see you here. You run here too?" Hannah turned to her side and met the unexpected blue set of eyes, smiling and walked towards her direction. "I could say the same thing. This is my regular running tracks and good morning, Morgan.” he giggled and sat next to her. Morgan's gaze shifted from the view in front both of them back to Hannah, "It seems like you're a morning person or you got a flight?"

    She nodded, "Yeah, both. Later in the evening and 2 days straight later." Morgan have his train of thoughts catching and wondering if it's a good thing or not. "Where will you go?"

    "Toronto to LAX this evening. I’ll have 2 days layover since it’s a long-haul flight. It's not a big deal actually." She laughed at Morgan's surprised face. "I call that a tiring job. Sorry. How do you deal with such schedule?"

    "I don't because that's how an airline pilots work." He softly sighed and Hannah and Morgan back their gaze to the view, tracing the magnificent blue lake that has been the main attraction of people to the park. Seconds turn into minutes and minutes turn into an hour - both Hannah and Morgan have stayed long enough until they heard voices of people 'interrupting' their quiet morning. "I guess we should go. It's been an hour since we sat here." Morgan shrugged and walked next to Hannah, side by side.

    "Are you up for a breakfast?"

    "Is there even a morning place around here?" She gave Morgan a questioning look. From what she knew, this place that once she called home, has never have any morning places. Like the earliest hour they would open their restaurants is by 10am not 8.30am. Morgan smirked, "I know a place and it's the best. So, breakfast?"

    "I don't mean to be rude, but I'll be fine, making my breakfast at home." Hannah politely decline his offer. It's not like, she doesn't want to but, her brain did the talking just now. "Nah, come on! Make it as a way I repay you for the amazing dinner few days ago. It’s my treat." he wriggled his eyebrows and waited for Hannah's response.

    Hannah thought for a while, since she's kinda lazy to make her own breakfast at her own apartment, it's not a bad thing to have a breakfast with Morgan. She nodded and Morgan lead the way to his black Audi Q5. "You didn't drive here?"

    "It’s just a couple blocks away from my apartment, so, I walked." Morgan drove to an outskirt, slightly away from Hannah's normal distance for breakfast hunt that she usually has. "It should be here." Morgan parked in front of a mint coloured restaurant that served as early as 7am - stated on the window. Although the restaurant is only filled with few numbers of customers, the smell of omelette, baked chicken and coffee already filled their nostrils once they stepped in. A waiter assisted them and hand them the menus.

    "What's good around here?" the menu offered various kind of orders and customers can order their own personal menu - if the ingredients are available in the kitchen. She blew her invisible bang before the waiter with the name 'Linda' replied, "We have English breakfast as our top ordered and homemade Italian sausages with coffee."

    "I'll have the Italian sausages and cheese omelette with red beans as the side dish and do you have berry smoothie?" Hannah looked at Linda while she scribbled the order. "Yes, we do. Regular or large cup? Regular is 8oz and large is double in size." Obviously, Hannah picked the regular sized cup. "What about you, Mo?"

    Hannah went slightly surprised over the name that Linda called Morgan, "I'll have the regular but no cheese and lemon tea, please." Linda took the menu and left them both at the booth, looking at each other back and forth to the view on their side. "Mo, huh?"

    Morgan rubbed his neck sheepishly and try to avoid Hannah's gaze, "It's just a name that my mom and dad used to call me when I was a kid."

    "Wait, are you telling me that this is your family restaurant?" Hannah whispered and slightly surprised and unprepared for another surprise. He shook his head, "No. I'm just close with the restaurant's owner since I always have my breakfast here since I was a teen." she nodded and apologised for the misunderstanding. More or less, Hannah did ask about Jake, about his being. Since they both shared apartment together, wouldn't it be weird if only Morgan is here alone? "Jake is more of a home boy. He preferred stayed inside."

    "Unless it's a free food." Hannah teased before Morgan burst out laughing. The waiter came to their table few minutes later with their ordered foods and drink. "Bon Appetit." she grinned and they both dug into their food. The portion of one plate is a lot and Hannah quite surprised herself that she could finished it all in one go, same as Morgan. Well, she couldn't blame Morgan since men normally has a higher metabolism than women. After all, this is better than flight food. She doesn't have to worry about flight foods anymore since domestic flights doesn't take too long of time.

    "That was good!"

    "I know right! We should have breakfast here together if you're free and no morning flights, of course." he smiled. Hannah nodded and she definitely will come here soon. Morgan later dropped Hannah at her apartment complex. She halted before stepped out of the car when Morgan called her.

    "Are you free? like when you get back home after 3 days?" he asked, with a hint of shyness in his voice. Hannah looked at him, "I think so, why?"

    "Do you by any chance wanna go out with me? Whenever you’re free …" Hannah restate his words of 'go out'. He awkwardly laughed before he replaced the word with date.

    "I'm sorry if it's too early. Just forget what I just said."

    "No. I'm just ... thinking about the date that I'll be coming home from. Yes, Morgan, I'd like to go on a date with you." She smiled leaned for a small peck on his cheek before stepped out from his black Audi.

    "I'll call you once my flight schedule is cleared."

    With then, Hannah rode the elevator upstairs to her apartment level. She smiled contently, knowing that her 'first' move texting him in the first place did something great in her life. Maybe, it's the right time to have a companion in her life, despite all the dilemmas she's having right now.

    Morgan, you've won the first level.

    Hannah, welcome to the reality and beginning of real relationship.

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