Logan Huntzberger

~ in omnia paratus ~ (an indie rp account for logan huntzberger)

[loganhuntzbergxr]

roryxgilmore:

“Ace.”

Rory once remembered a time when they were still at Yale and he first called her that, that she hated it.  She had thought it was some way to further get under her skin, but as time went on, it became a sort of pet name for her, something that only Logan ever called her.  Did he have any special nickname for Odette, she wondered, sniffing, a small laugh breaking through her tears.  “Maybe worse,” she muttered, voice slightly raspy, even if she looked up at Logan, her eyes always seeming much more blue when she cried.  He always did know how to make her feel better, even if it was the last thing she felt she wanted, or now, deserved.  

With a small nod of her head, she agreed for the idea of takeout, letting Logan lead her into the apartment -flat- when she suddenly felt… out of place.  Sure this had been where she spent most of her time, her things scattered here and there, her collection of phones lined up on the coffee table just to make sure she always knew where they each were.  However now, it didn’t feel like her second home anymore, she felt like a stranger here, or like she wasn’t welcomed.  As she looked back to Logan, rummaging through various takeout menus she’s sure he only collects out of habit for her, he was the only thing that made this feel… like home.  

Sitting on the couch, Rory doubled over, taking a deep and steady breath, then sitting back up and forcing the smallest of smiles, her face blotchy.  “I don’t know if this is even real right now.  I mean, you’re looking between Thai food or Chinese, and I’m… Basically in the same situation as my mom was.  I’m an adult, and I’m living with my mother, working at the news paper of my small hometown, and I’m here.  In London.  Pregnant.  Pregnant with a man’s baby who is engaged still, which just makes everything more complicated.”  Another deep sigh, running a hand through her hair.  Her life was a freaking mess right now, and if her younger ambitious self could see her now, she would think it was some messed up nightmare.  

“I’m keeping it, and Chinese sounds good.  And egg rolls.”

There was really no sense in trying to make, well, sense of all of this on an empty stomach.  

Logan gave her an empathetic smile as she looked up at him, hating at just how sad her blue eyes looked. It threw him back ten years or so, remembering all the times she’d been down during their relationship and how he’d been there to pick her back up.

That was what he was planning on doing now, picking her up once more. Rory didn’t need much and she was a strong enough person to get back on her feet again herself, but there was no harm in him holding out a hand to help her up. 

In fact, he wasn’t planning on letting her do any of this alone. He was sure that she already had an entire support network around her, from Lorelai and Luke to Paris and Lane. But he wanted to be there too, he wanted to take this journey with her. They’d had so many adventures already and this just seemed like it was going to be the next one. 

Logan closed the door behind her as she stepped into the apartment, grabbing some takeout menus before going to sit on the couch next to her. They had always been a physically close couple, enjoying cuddling up to each other on the couch but he left a space between them as he took a seat next to her. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to just hold her in his arms, but he didn’t know where they stood or whether she’d just push him away.

He was reading through a few of the takeout menus when Rory started babbling about what a mess her life was. He listened to her, thinking over how to reply as she finished. She’d mentioned his engagement, which was pretty much over in his mind already. He just didn’t love Odette like he loved Rory, even after all these years.

“Chinese it is then.” Logan nodded, digging out his phone to call the number on the menu. “Do you just want your usual?” He asked, still remembering Rory’s usual Chinese order from their dating days. “With extra egg rolls of course.” 

He had tons of useless facts like that memorised, including her takeout orders and favourite songs. It was like his brain just refused to forget her or anything about her. He’d been clinging to memories for years, not wanting to let go. 

“And well look how your mom’s situation turned out.” Logan added, now addressing Rory’s main points. “She had you, and you turned out into a wonderful human being. You’re going to be an amazing mom and our kid will be just as great.” He smiled, the idea of saying ‘our kid’ in a serious context seemingly crazily surreal.

He didn’t know how exactly to broach the engagement topic so he decided to just tell her what he’d already decided and see what she said. 

“I’m going to call off the engagement to Odette. I want to do this thing with you, Rory.” 

[alexisrosez]

Logan and Rory songs // When We Were Young (Adele)

It’s hard to admit that everything just takes me back to when you were there, And a part of me keeps holding on, just in case it hasn’t gone. I guess I still care, do you still care?

[classistfascist]

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[loganhuntzbergxr]

mybookslooksad:

”I never really got the whole MySpace thing. See that’s the problem! I wasn’t a normal teenager. I didn’t do normal things. Now I’m a lame adult who orders three pizzas for myself on Friday night and watches old movies and ignores my responsibilities.”

“Hey normal is boring and overrated, you know that. I can assure that most of those people you considered normal deeply regret a lot of their teenage decisions. Lame? That sounds like a great Friday night to me. You’re always welcome to come out with me, Colin and Finn if you ever wanted to give those Friday night plans a shake up.”

[loganhuntzbergxr]

roryxgilmore:

It was like a shock to the system just even seeing Logan again, and she knew it was her dumb hormones getting in the way, but Rory was sure if she wanted to, she would break down right there.  It was so crazy to think of her younger self, twenty-two and about to graduate Yale, how she let this incredible person, this great, amazing man, get away.  And then by some complete change of fate or the universe, bringing them back together, and while Rory hated herself for playing the role of his mistress and for lying to Paul and not just ending things-

She loved Logan.  She always had loved him; not in the way she had Dean, as her first love.  Or the way she thought she had loved Jess- each guy that was in her life seemed to be there when she needed them for her to be there, to help her grow as a person herself.  Jess had remerged into her world again, giving her the book idea about she and her mother, and Logan had figuratively and literally given her the key to set that new dream into motion.  He had been the one who believed in her, always had, always let her be the heroin in her own story, always there at her side in case she needed him.  

But he had been right; she never really needed rescuing to begin with.

“Is she here?”  Was the first thing that left her lips, not even being able to bring herself to first even say Odette’s name.  What if they had suddenly gotten married?  What if Logan’s father had decided things were at a stand still for then engagement and enough was enough?  God, what if she was in their room, waiting for him, how would she even-?  “Is Odette here?  I-”  Nerves and anxiety, combined with morning sickness (which, to be noted, doesn’t just happen in the morning), started to cause her stomach to churn, and Rory knew she just had to outright say it.  Either Logan would take her inside and tell her he wouldn’t be able to be there for her -their- baby, or he would put her up in a hotel for the night and book her on the next plane back home. 

A deep breath.

“Logan, I- I’m pregnant.”

The confession left her lips so brokenly, her throat feeling like her heart were suddenly stuck in it; the corners of her blue eyes beginning to prickle with tears.  “I wanted to tell you sooner, but I didn’t- I didn’t think-”

Logan had shaken his head when she asked about Odette, glad that she wasn’t even in the country at this particular moment in time. She probably would have seen the way he looked at Rory and clocked that she was the one who got away, the one he still wasn’t over.

Then with two simple words, his world changed.

It was like time stood still, the world stop spinning and his heart skipped several beats. 

Pregnant. Rory. Rory was pregnant.

He realised he’d been staring at her, blinking several times as he tried to process this information. 

“And it’s-? I’m-?” He couldn’t bring himself to finish the question, he already knew the answer anyway. It was just like he needed to say the words aloud to make them seem more real. 

Logan’s gaze softened as she began to cry, the strong protective instinct he had for Rory automatically wanting to pull her into his arms and not let her go. He had always hated seeing her upset and now was no different. 

“Ace.” Logan’s voice was soft, full of the love he still had for her, and he hoped he sounded reassuring. 

“It’s okay, you’ve told me now, that’s all that matters.” He replied honestly. Logan would have liked Rory to feel like she could come to him with anything, but he also understood why she would have had reservations about telling him. They’d said their goodbyes back in New Hampshire, and he was the one who was engaged to another woman. 

“Come on, come in, we can order takeout and talk about it all. Are you having those cravings yet? They’re a pregnancy thing, right? I mean I’m not sure how a pregnant Gilmore compares to a stoned Finn, but you can choose what we order, anything you like.” 

Logan joked, hoping to try and keep things fairly light hearted, even if they had a serious adult conversation to have and big decisions to make.  Would they get back together? He’d call off his engagement in a heartbeat, but it all depended on what Rory wanted. Where would they live? Was she even keeping the baby? He hoped she was, but once again it all depended on what she wanted. He was just happy to be there and support her no matter what. Just like he always had. 

[mybookslooksad]

“When did life get so hard?”

[loganhuntzbergxr]

“Probably about the time when MySpace stopped being relevant and we all had to find somewhere else to go virtually hang out. What’s got you down though, Ace?” 

[bagofweird-archive]

“Anyone for champagne?”

[loganhuntzbergxr]

“Always. Are we celebrating anything special? Or just the fact we all made it through Wednesday?”

[loganhuntzbergxr]

roryxgilmore:

The very second Rory even heard the word “engaged”, she stopped listening.  She didn’t hear about Odette’s name until later on when it was mentioned, she didn’t hear she lived in France otherwise- it didn’t matter.  All that mattered was that another woman was going to marry Logan, and the mere thought of it broke her heart every time she thought about it.  It wasn’t fair -Rory hated the way she sounded like some spoiled brat, letting it show she was an only child not getting her way- but damnit-

it wasn’t fair.

Now here she was in her childhood bedroom, boxes waiting to be, again, unpacked, passport sitting on the organized dresser.  With her mom and Luke finally married (Lorelai Danes really did have a nice flow to it), she felt herself beginning to drift again; Lane had started her life ages ago and had a routine now, Paris was bound to take over the world.  And Rory was pregnant.  A hand moved to her still flat stomach as she swallowed thickly:  She knew exactly when it happened, too.  Her last night with Logan, not wanting to stay in her own room, and everything had been so perfect and wonderful, and-

He was still engaged.  That was the plan to make his family proud of him, to keep his father off of his back.  But he had to know the truth about her, even if nothing really came from it, Logan deserved to know.  

The flight to London was one she had now gotten used to, and as she stepped out of the cab in the gloomy rainy weather, her heart began to pound.  What if Odette was there?  What if she asked who she was, how she knew Logan, why in the hell she was showing up at their flat?  Tightening the scarf around her neck, Rory tried to toss the worries aside as she bounded up the stairs, the duffle bag just enough for a couple of nights in a hotel.  God, she really did love this place; the history, the culture, the people.  Not so much the weather, but it made having a morning cup of hot coffee in the morning somehow more enjoyable.  A trembling hand she blamed on the cold formed a fist as she hovered over the door a moment before knocking several times.  Then, as if wanting to give him a chance to come up with a cover if he needed to, even called out his name.  

“Logan?”

Would he ever get over Rory? That was the ultimate question. A part of him already knew the answer to that. She was just so... perfect, and he’d been so sure that she was the one that he was going to spend the rest of his life with that he still didn’t like thinking about his future without her in it. 

He’d gone back out to the States to see his friends, and to cheer Rory up Life & Death Brigade style one last time. Plus a part of him needed to cheer himself up, he didn’t like where his life was headed with being married to Odette and working for his father, but he wasn’t feeling brave enough to upset the status quo. Logan instead spent that weekend hoping that Rory would say something, that she’d tell him that he should end things with Odette. That was all he needed, a sign that she was in this for the long haul and that would have been that.

But she hadn’t. She’d kept quiet and let him walk away again, and he sure as hell wasn’t going to put himself out there like he had when he proposed. That had been terrifying, and he didn’t have it in him to be rejected by Rory again.

Logan’s mind was still on Rory as he turned the television on and flicked through the channels. It was then he heard a knock at the door, having no idea who would be showing up at his door unannounced since he wasn’t expecting anyone. He had stood up by the time he heard ~her~ voice, almost freezing in his tracks. 

Rory.

It was her. 

She was in London.

At his front door.

He tried to gather his thoughts as he headed for the door a lot more hastily than he had been before, although part of him just believed it was his mind playing tricks on him. But as he pulled the door open, it really was Rory stood on the other side.

“Ace?! This certainly is a surprise.” Logan commented, stepping aside to let her inside the apartment for the first time since she’d last been in London with him.

“Wh-what are you doing here? Is everything okay?” 

[loganhuntzbergxr]

Starter for @roryxgilmore;

Logan stared out of the train window into the darkness of the tunnel they were in before moments later, the Tube pulled into his station and he was out of his seat and stepping onto the platform. Odette was away for the weekend and he had no plans other than moping around the house as he tried to move on from Rory. It was crazy, he was engaged to another girl but yet he was still torn up about having to leave his Ace behind in New Hampshire somewhere. London just seemed cold and rainy all the time, perhaps a pathetic fallacy for his constant mood. But he made it back to the apartment, letting himself in and collapsing onto the couch. Logan just wasn’t in the mood to do anything, he rarely was these days, and he didn’t see that changing any time soon. 

[popupbookfromhell]

@loganhuntzbergxr liked my starter call 

“Look Huntzberger, as Rory’s boyfriend you are more than welcome here, but you need to leave Doyle’s cookies alone.”

[loganhuntzbergxr]

"And boy do you sure know how to make a guy feel welcome, Paris. But I’m very sorry, I thought they were communal cookies... my bad. I’ll make sure to replace them as soon as possible. We good?”

[loganhuntzbergxr]

contenderwear:

@loganhuntzbergxr

She waltzed right over to him, crawled into the blond man’s lap and wraps her arms around his neck. “Can we do something today? I know we have our usual dinner set up and what not, but would it be too much to ask to actually go do something?” she mutters as she rests her head on his shoulder.

Logan smiled as Rory appeared in the room before she found her way onto his lap. “We can absolutely do something today.” He nodded, glad for the excuse out of work. If anyone could keep him distracted, it was Rory, and distractions from work were always welcome. “So, what did you have in mind Ace?” He asked, curious what she wanted to do. “Name it and we’ll do it.”

[onlytillnexttuesday]

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@loganhuntzbergxr

[text: Logan] You’re a sight for sore eyes my love

[text: Logan] Although I do not believe this is meant for me

[loganhuntzbergxr]

[Text → Finn:] My bad. [Text → Finn:] But hey, I think that’s a record for longest time you’ve gone without seeing Logan Jr since we became friends. 

[onlytillnexttuesday]

[text: Logan] Yes and I still think that that is the lamest name for your dick ever

[text: Logan] With such a good looking body one would think you’d be better at naming your body parts

[loganhuntzbergxr]

[Text → Finn:] I like to think I’m better at using my body parts than naming them. [Text → Finn:] I mean, that’s the fun part anyway. 

[onlytillnexttuesday]

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@loganhuntzbergxr

[text: Logan] You’re a sight for sore eyes my love

[text: Logan] Although I do not believe this is meant for me

[loganhuntzbergxr]

[Text → Finn:] My bad. [Text → Finn:] But hey, I think that’s a record for longest time you’ve gone without seeing Logan Jr since we became friends. 

[loganhuntzbergxr]

whclesomes:

@loganhuntzbergxr ❤️’d for a starter.

          sweaty palms and shaky fingers, well, that wasn’t a good combination. she was nervous, an ( entirely ) common feeling to a person and yet here she stood, feeling as if she was about to throw up, whether that be the contents of her stomach or the dreaded words: I’M PREGNANT. she didn’t even know. but it was something sitting in the base of her throat, itching. could she do this ? could she ruin his life with this mistake. their mistake. their baby.  ❛ okay, you can do this, he DESERVES to know, he’s not… no. okay, rory, just do it. ❜ her fist poised over his door, prepared to knock as she talked herself up. 

                           KNOCK KNOCK.

Logan wasn’t expecting company, from anyone. It was a Sunday and he was hiding from anything and all things work related. It was all just consuming his life and he needed a break. Odette was out of town and so he was holed up in his London apartment, mindlessly flicking through the TV channels. Even all this time after their goodbye, he still found himself thinking about Rory and what she’d have to say about the very British programming. It was then he heard a knock at the door, half expecting it to be a neighbour wanting to borrow milk again for a cup of tea. That had happened more than he’d ever thought it would when he had first moved here. Logan shifted himself from the couch, wandering over to the door before opening it. He froze in surprise when he saw who was standing on the other side, never expecting it to be Rory Gilmore in a million years. “Ace??” He queried, stepping aside to let her in with no hesitation. “Wh-what are you doing here?” Logan stuttered, definitely thrown for a loop by the girl on his doorstep. 

[loganhuntzbergxr]

spctlessminds:

          Eyebrows raise in complete surprise.  Finn wasn’t exactly the type that was able to survive on his own without any  ‘ adult ’  supervision,  but she was proud…  &  slightly worried still.   ❛  You probably jinxed it just by finishing that sentence.  ❜   she says with a teasing smile.   ❛  Are we one hundred percent sure that he’s even alive  ??  None of that even sounds remotely like our little troublemaker.  ❜

“If anything happens now, it’ll be because it was going to happen anyway and not because I jinxed it.” Logan laughed, finding her teasing smile as infectious as it always was. “I’m one hundred percent sure as of this Sunday, I can’t account for his wellbeing after that. Tell me about it though, maybe a cult brainwashed him?” He suggested jokingly. “Judging by his Instagram, there were some very shady goings-on on that Rio trip of his.”

[loganhuntzbergxr]

friendtoallpeople:

“What kind of place needs a secret bar? This isn’t Prohibition era.” Clearly his friend had been drinking the Kool-Aid, he’d lost Logan to small town living. “Seriously man, how’d this place turn out a kid like Gilmore? She always seemed more down to Earth.”

“The kind with Taylor as Town Sel-” Logan trailed off, realising small town jargon probably wasn’t in Colin’s vocabulary. “As mayor.” He continued, knowing that’d make more sense to anyone not in the Stars Hollow know. “Who knows? It’s a back-country miracle.” He laughed, more than relieved that somewhere had turned out someone like Rory and that they had crossed paths. “Or maybe it’s the law of averages. They just turned out so many weirdos that there had to be one good egg eventually.”

[cruvcio]

Luna Lovegood, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix