I'm Lara and I like Glee and Dalton and books and lame jokes. If you really wanna know more about me then you could go here or here. I don't bite unless you're into that. Oh, and I make a lot of innuendos. People stalkin'
“My thoughts are stars that I can't fathom into constellations.”
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Julian was trying to sleep -naked- when Logan sat beside him and began to complaining about his life. Jules just covered his head then eventually asked him to leave because he was naked and trying to sleep. Logan just said “But you’re not sleeping now.” and “So what? I’m not looking. You think I want to look? You’re not that good looking, J.”Favorite Moments - Logan not caring that Julian is naked.
Open Your Eyes | A Jogan Playlist
Just a dash of fluff, angst, our two favorite Stuart boys, and their beautiful love story. Basically a collection of songs that remind me of Jules and Lo, based off my music tastes. Happy gondoliering!
Love Song Requiem Trading Yesterday | Almost Lover A Fine Frenzy | Flesh Simon Curtis | It Will Rain Bruno Mars | I Should Go Levi Kreis | Chasing Pavements Adele | Poison and Wine The Civil Wars | Flightless Bird Iron and Wine| What If I Told You Jason Walker | Can’t Help Falling in Love Ingrid Michaelson | Fix You Coldplay | I See You Mika | If You Ever Come Back The Script | Don’t Know Jason Walker | Broken Strings James Morrison | Just So You Know Jesse McCartney | Little Hell City and Color | My Heart Still Beats For You Anna Ternheim | Notice Me David Archuleta | Someone Like You Boyce Avenue | People Change For King and Country | 9 Crimes Damien Rice | Iris The Goo Goo Dolls | Better Than Me Hinder | Who Knew Pink| I See The Light Mandy Moore |
WELL I JUST DON’T KNOW LARA IT COULD BE ANYBODY YOU’RE JUST GOING TO HAVE TO BE MORE SPECIFIC
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did i mention the building was on fire
you’ll just write the fic for it and we’ll all be happy :PAs prefect, Logan was obligated to stay at Stuart House after the prom and make sure none of the boys got into too much trouble. He would have much preferred to get a hotel with Julian and spend some much-desired time together without constant interruptions, but at least the house would be emptier than usual.
Once Logan had changed out of his clothes form prom and into something more comfortable, he returned downstairs, but not before unexpectedly passing Derek in the hall. “Shouldn’t you be with Casey?” Logan asked, cocking an eyebrow at him.
“Shouldn’t you be monitoring the burlesque show in the kitchen?” Derek asked, not even looking up from texting. When Logan looked even more confused, Derek explained, “You left Julian alone after he drank half a bottle of tequila. He wanted attention.”
“I’ve been gone for five minutes…” Logan grumbled, turning to go down the stairs. He had started to find Julian’s constant need for affection more adorable than annoying, but he supposed that was a hazard of them being whatever they were now. Logan thought they were dating, and Derek agreed that they were at least dating if not boyfriends, but Julian kept saying stupid, coy things like ‘I don’t like labels’ or ‘call it whatever you want to.’
As Logan reached the kitchen, he could here people laughing and Julian singing.
”’—and with a square in the act, he’s gonna set this music back to the caveman days…’” Julian belted loudly—but miraculously in key—while he reclined gracefully across the kitchen counter like a jazz singer on a grand piano. “’Everybody wants to be a cat!’”
Logan pushed through the crowd of boys who were indulging whatever fantasy Julian was enacting, and he hovered over his friend-and-sometimes-boyfriend. “Julian,” Logan said, failing to frown in disapproval.
“‘Everybody’s pickin’ up on that feeeline beat—‘cause everything else is’—” Logan sighed and picked Julian’s lithe body up, throwing him over his shoulder “—hey, put me down. I’m not finished!”
Logan pat Julian’s bottom. “Time for bed, kitten.”
“You ruined my song,” Julian pouted, struggling against Logan as he was carried up the stairs. He tried in vain to twist out of Logan’s arms, but he was either too tired or too drunk to do it, and instead, he draped himself more heavily over Logan’s shoulder. “You’re not nice to me.”
When they got to the second floor, Logan set Julian back on his feet, still holding him a little so he didn’t stumble back down the staircase. Frowning, Logan quietly said, “I’m sorry.”
“No, wait—” Julian seemed to realize that he had said something wrong, but in his inebriated state, he couldn’t quite figure out what. Logan knew he still took every comment too seriously, still blaming himself for the past three years, even though Julian had never held their history against Logan. Julian wound his arms around Logan’s neck and purred, “You are sometimes nice to me,” while nuzzling into Logan’s neck. “You’re nice to me a lot of times.”
“Okay,” Logan replied. He closed his eyes as Julian cuddled up to him, Julian, until he felt something wet lapping at his chin. “What are you—are you licking me?”
“‘m a cat,” he mumbled, slumping against Logan and bursting into a fit of giggles.
Summary: It all starts with a pizza order, a gorgeous delivery boy, and a flustered celebrity. Where it’ll go? Nobody knows. Pretty AU.
Rating: T.
Word count: 2,728.
Authors note: This is it! Sorry it took so long to get there. Real life has been crazy. But thank you for reading and for all your positive responses. :3 And of course, thank you to my lovely beta George who has helped me out from the start—and I hope you enjoy this.
Chapter 1 l Chapter 2 l Chapter 3 l Chapter 4 l Chapter 5 l Chapter 6 l Chapter 7
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Chapter eight – Epilogue
Summary: Logan’s a bit jealous, though Julian isn’t too keen on letting him do whatever he wants to. Jogan. Drabble.
“Say it.”
“No.”
“Be a good boy, Julian. Say it.”
Pairing: Jogan
A/N: I’ve been meaning to write this for aaaaaaaaaaages but never really knew what to write. The song is Hardest of Hearts by Florence and The Machine. And yeah, enjoy!
Characters belong to Cp Coulter
(throws text books at your head)
“Julian…? Julian, please, open your eyes…” he clasped the cold form, begging it to show life, as though the mere touch of someone alive could revive him. “Julian, please, I’m begging, you, come on…” Logan’s voice broke when his best friend simply lay there. He felt helpless, lost, and he looked around as though looking for something, anything that could possibly help, and found nothing.
He looked at Kurt with a gaze that had no meaning. Kurt stared back at him, not knowing what to do or say. He simply dropped his eyes back down to the person who they could’ve called their mutual friend.
“Come on, Julian…” Kurt whispered, staring at him, holding his hand tight. “Julian, please.”
Derek stepped back, hit a tree and slid down, unable to hold back tears as he looked up at the sky trying to wonder what they did to deserve this.
Logan choked back a sob, keeping the body close to him. After all they’d been through tonight—after all they fought for—didn’t they deserve a reward? After Julian did everything he could, after he bared his heart and soul out to him, this wasn’t allowed, this wasn’t fair. Logan refused to be left with no choice but to take that revelation and not be able to say something, anything back, no matter what it was.
This was Julian, for the love of God, this thing didn’t happen to them or him! He wasn’t allowed to simply say “I love you”, change everything he’d known for three years, and then evaporate. That wasn’t how it worked! “This isn’t fair—this isn’t fair, you can’t do this—you can’t! Please… Open your eyes…”
Kurt watched as Logan bent down and pressed his lips to Julian’s singed hair.
Julian didn’t move.
“Julian—!” Logan cried out.
“Go!” Julian yelled back, effectively trapped now, with no other direction to go but the third floor. “Get out! Get out of here right now!”
“No!” Logan screamed. Another beam fell. Everyone leapt back.
“Get out!” Julian commanded furiously at the blond boy even as Blaine wrenched Kurt away and now began to back up towards the beams, but his eyes never left the two Stuarts at the impasse.
“I can’t—I won’t!” Logan shouted back up to his friend, the angry tears following. “I’m not leaving here without you!”
Julian stamped his foot in frustration, the smoke stinging his eyes—but somehow he wasn’t sure if that was why he was crying. Maybe it was fear. Maybe it was because he heard him say something that he didn’t think he would hear. Maybe it was just the desperation. “For crying out loud, Logan, just go! Get out of here now!”
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“We can’t leave Julian here!” Kurt protested.
“Yes, you can!” Julian shouted back. He looked at Logan again, eyes desperate. There was only one directive in his world right now and it had nothing to do with finding himself an escape route when there was none. But someone else—the more important one—did. “Please—just get out of here!”
“I can’t do that to you!” Logan cried furiously. This wasn’t fair—this couldn’t be happening—none of this was supposed to happen! “You think I’m going to leave you here to die? I’m not doing that to you—!”
“You want to do something for me? You want to do something—then get out! Out of this building! Save Kurt and the others—go, Logan! Now!”
“Do you think Julian ever understood it?”
“Understood what?”
“How much he meant to Logan too.”
