#Madelene agrees

[alexbkrieger13]

Marklund lists three players who in her opinion should be called up for the world cup squad. Sandberg is one of them

i definitely agree with Madelen shes really playing her way into the squad where you say shes definitely gonna make the squad

[izayoichan]

“Done…, You can go Rylan, and you Carl, you get to see the boss.” “Oh... I am going to kill him!”

He tries to stand to have his legs not work, slumping back down, with a sight, still angry at what he just saw happen. 

“As soon as he comes closer…”

 Vy makes Hayden sit down, glaring daggers at Carl, for pulling that shit and making both Rylan and Hayden upset, he gets up and walks to Carl, realizing Carl's taller than him only when he stands right in front of him. 

“Stop!” “And what are you going to do little one?”

He looks at Vy, realizing he thought the same off Hayden earlier and was punched to the ground, still, this little one he can't see as very dangerous having noticed him look scared all day long 

“Vy... don't..”

He has to admit he is pretty impressed with him walking up to Carl like that, but also worried what it might bring in return. Vy Feeling a hand on his shoulder, Rylan standing there. 

“Not worth it, not in the least, come on, let’s just get ready to head back home.”

Vy glares at Carl, but he knows well he's not violent by nature, he looks back at Rylan then back at Carl.

“This is not how you gain someone's heart, this is how you push it away. You're being a creep! What you're doing is harassment and I am pretty sure illegal! I know, I have read it. Rylan and everyone here can sue you. If you keep being like this, someday you're going to need someone and you'll have no one left to help you. You're going to end up alone!”

He turns his back on Carl. 

“You're not even worth getting in trouble over it, but if you upset my friends again, I am suing you for harassment!

He doesn't really know how to sue someone but he is sure mister Chris will help him, as he walks back to Hayden, wanting nothing more to do with the asshat that is Carl, Carl shakes his head and walks towards Annette’s office, knowing deep down that the little one is right in pretty much everything he said, Marie, catching him, and making him change before he goes to the office. 

“Thanks though Vy. I'll just go change, and I'll come back here while Madelene is fixing our pictures.”

He smiles at both as he walks to his side of the changing room, shaking his head slightly.

“I thought he was going to hit you for a second… “

He pulls Vy into the sofa with him, holding him close. 

“My brave guardian dragon.” “I was going to hit him, but I don't like hitting people, so I did what mister Hayle said, and looked him in the eyes and his eyes look hazy like he's not all there…”

They reminded him of Rylan's eyes did when he was lost somewhere in the distance until he snapped back by Vy calling him, but he didn't say that part. Not that that excused Carl from being a meany

“I was angry, and stupid really. It worked because it surprised him.”

He smiles at Vy. 

“Pretty sure my hand hurt for weeks after. 

He finishes changing, just standing in front of the mirror for a while, trying to wipe away the taste of Carl on his lips, making him feel sick to his stomach. 

“He is wrong... “

He sighs and shakes head as he walks out to Vy and Hayden. Hayden smiles at Vy just holding his hand, noticing Rylan as well and noticing Maire leading Carl towards an office where he assumes Annette is. 

“So, the pictures Madelene took of us?” “She'll probably be here with her laptop soon, to show you so you can choose the ones you want to be printed.” 

He smiles and sits down on the sofa, happy to have them both therewith him, it makes not thinking easier.

“If you are still good to wait that is?”

Vy looks at Hayden then Rylan, then back at Hayden. 

“How are you feeling? Think we can wait?” “I think we can wait.”

He smiles at Vy and pulls him into his arms,  Rylan about to say something when Madelene comes walking over, sitting between him and Vy with her laptop. 

“Okay, then boys, time to pick and choose, and I know one your parents will love to have!”

She chuckles and holds the laptop so they can all see, the one she clicks first is of all three of them, looking very sharp and fancy. 

“Wow.. we look, fancy” “Yeah... we have to get that one framed and give it to our parents one day, like randomly out of the blue! 

He almost said Christmas but stopped himself as the last Christmas was a fairly miserable thing with everyone too tired, one person missing and although hey had tried, it was just not the same. 

“Oooooh! I like it a lot! So pretty!”

Vy looks at the photos with googly eyes. looking between the two, feeling as if it was like old times before everything went wrong. “Okay, so that one... and…”

He lets Madelene show them her favorites which as Rylan has mentioned before is pretty much always the best ones. 

“I think the ones you just said, they are the best, Vy? Do you want anyone specific?”

Rylan looks at the pictures, his attention stolen for a second by Annette’s raised voice, but focuses back on their pictures.

“I'll get them fixed, background added and then I'll mail them to Rylan when you are done choosing of course.”

She smiles at them all, she had always loved working with Rylan, he was popular with the readers, he was popular with the people making clothing, yet he was always down to earth, the one that let her take some pictures when she was just starting out and no one wanted to work with her because her name was unknown, those pictures had lead to her being hired, and him suggesting she could be his “go too” photographer whenever he was doing shoots. 

“I love all of them! Can I keep them? Can we keep them?”

Vy looks between them with a big smile, Madelene simply nodding. 

“Of course you can, all it is!”

She chuckles taking her laptop with her, she walks off to get to work on adding background and so on to the shots. 

“I’ll mail them for you later Rylan!”

Hayden just chuckles then looks at the two off them, an idea forming in his head after this day where they, as he was about to say it, it became apparent that his brother was thinking the exact same thing. 

“You know... I have been thinking, should we see if the others are for D&D?”

He  stretches, knowing they should be heading home now. 

Have some fun again? “... D&D?... I think you killed my healer last time we played... again... And I had to make a new one!”

Vy pouts, but there's a small smile on his lips, clearly, he likes this idea too, some happiness in their life, normality and going back to how it once used to be. 

“But are you sure? And should we be heading home?” “Why not, I can keep a certain character in the group as an NPC, hired hand, and we can just have some fun? I think we all need some fun. Besides, it gives me something to do at night.”

He smiles a little, what he does now is just hoping for another dream with River, or just for time to pass with playing a game. 

“And yes, we should head home.”

He stands up and stretches, noticing Annette leading Carl out, sending him on his way as well. Almost pondering on waiting like five minutes to be sure he didn’t run into him. 

“Just... stop killing our healers, will you? And yes, let's go home, so the poor people can have their air-con back.”

Vy nods, happy with the idea, yet like always, worried with Hayden and these ideas, he had a tendency to push himself without thinking.

“But you have to promise not to wear yourself out. And if you aren't feeling well, you tell us! You know you're still not fully recuperated!

He knew he probably never would be, but Vy didn't want to think about that, not now, not yet, it was too painful to dwell on it.

“I promise, I'd just like to have some fun, like today.”

He smiles, and kisses Vy gently on the cheek.

“So how about we head home now? I'm definitely going to need to be carried, these legs seem to have stopped working. 

He winks at Vy, Rylan just shaking his head and gets up from the sofa, waving at Marie and Madelene to indicate they were heading off, noticing a wave from Madelene while Marie was busy taking clothing back where it belonged.

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[magdasabs]

Janogy doesn't agree with you lol! She didn't go out there today to "prove them wrong". It's football, the players know the deal and know the competition for the spots is fierce. The blow if they don't make it won't be any lesser if they'd been told before the announcement is made they didn't make the cut. They're told before qualifiers and friendlies though but not before championships. foraftonbladet(.)se/sportbladet/fotboll/a/JxdPR8/damallsvenskan-madelen-janogy-matchhjalte-for-hammarby

Well yeah, of course the focus is on her club team and whatever she's doing well is for Hammarby and not because she wasn't selected for the Euros. But it is proving them wrong in a way, if she continues to score and win games then that's someone they might regret not taking. But nice article, thanks!

[presidentialsims]

Hello Presidential Sims! I love your story and how you have incorporated the sims 4 characters into your world, who is your favourite original character? I think I love the Llama News team the best!!

Hi there! Original in what sense? Mine or the game?

I guess I will answer both! For the Sims 4 it would definitely be Bella Goth! The living legend that she is! I love writing for her! I hope to write more for her in the future!

My own characters, surprisingly it would be the President's daughter Madelene Cronin. I think mainly because I have her story written from start to finish, I know her life inside out now and sadly don't know if I will ever get to tell it fully! But she is my favourite! And yes I agree the Llama news team are so wrong they are right! 😅💚

[magdaerikssons]

Madelen Janogy takes a break from football

The Swedish World-Cup star, Madelen Janogy, 24, has decided to tell people about the hell she is going through.

Below is a summary/translation of the linked article.

A few months after being instrumental in Piteå’s league championship in 2018, Madelen Janogy was rewarded with a spot on the Swedish women’s national team on a January trip to South Africa. 6 months later she was one of 23 getting a coveted spot on the plane to France for the World Cup. Her tournment debut was a success, and she continued to be a mainstay in the Blågult squad moving into Euros qualifiers, where she again did well. 

With an expiring contract with Piteå, it was no wonder she had afew offers to pick from, and this last December it was announced that Wolfsburg was her next destination. Her career seemed to be blossoming.

But there was a different side, a dark and heavy part of her life that Madelen until now has kept to herself.

She has been home in Sweden for a few weeks. In the end it got too much for Madelen Janogy to handle. 

“The sleeping problems started about a year ago, about the time i got my first call-up, and since then they have gotten worse”

Madelen says she partially knows what’s caused her sleeping disorder, but that she but that she can’t or doesn’t want to go into details as to what it is.

“I have a very, very rough background, one that is different from that of many others. But I’ve always just done my best regardless and just went for it, ever since i was a kid. At the same time I’ve just never told anyone. Football has been my escape.

In January she joined her new club

“I knew it would be tough when i signed for Wolfsburg, moving there when i wasn’t feeling well mentally. But I didn’t want that to stop me from my dream. This is what I wanted, what I’ve been fighting for all my life”

She immediately liked the club and fit well into the team, but that the problems were still getting worse. New routines, double practice-sessions, early mornings and a new language were all factors that didn’t make things easier. 

“I didn’t feel bad during the trainings themselves, or when going for coffee or something else with teammates. But the nights, they were a nightmare. I had been sleeping poorly even before arriving in Wolfsburg, but after that it just got worse and worse. But I didn’t tell anyone“

During the break in football due to Corona, Madelen spent time at home with her family, and despite not telling them, felt comfort from being close to them. But the thought’s would always come back to the fact that she would soon be going back to being alone in this.

“(…) And I started to think: for whom am I really doing this?”

Once back in Germany she realized she couldn’t keep doing this. Nights with only a few hours of sleep or sometimes none at all left her exhausted. 

“I was so tired that I couldn’t even pick up my phone or a book, but still I couldn’t sleep. It got so bad that I started losing my memory, I forgot things. My memory is ruined”

At last Madelen started talking to her agents Lisa Ek and Maria Karlsson De Cecco, and in the end also Wolfsburg.

“It was a relief to tell them, I was exhausted after doing it but their responses have been great from both staff an players. It was incredible. And I just felt: why didn’t I tell anyone sooner, in stead of suffering for so long?”

“After telling the club I felt like the worst was done, Now there was nothing I could do that would be harder.”

Today the Frauen Bundesliga was resumed, but Janogy has agreed with Wolfsburg that she will stay at home for at least 6 weeks. She says that there is no pressure from Wolfsburg to return sooner, that they are letting her take as long as she needs to recover. 

Since returning home to Sweden Madelen has taken the help from a psychologist to deal with her sleeping disorder and mental health issues.

[misslisterkeepsajournal]

1828 Friday 16 May

7 3/4 1 1/4

A few minutes talking to IN- [Isabella Norcliffe] and Bell as they lay in bed - down to breakfast at 9 1/2 - Mrs. D [Dalton] more cordial said she was very glad to see me more glad than yesterday and should be still more so if I staid longer thought I you are too late and said I must be off tomorrow -

Sat with Mrs. D- [Dalton] in the dining room - wrote and sent at 2, 1 1/2 pp. [pages] to 'Miss McLn. [Maclean] of Coll 5 North Street David Street Edinburgh' to say I should be off from here tomorrow - should sleep at Durham and Newcastle I think I said but hoped to be in Edinburgh on Monday - could not be off from Croft till 2 p.m. not to trouble her head about me - should prefer tea to anything else, but if not arrived at Redford at 9 p.m. not to expect me till Tuesday morning - Looked at Carey's maps - will go and see the bridge at Sunderland, and should see the Coal Staiths -

IN- [Isabella Norcliffe] came down to breakfast about or soon after 11, and had it sent up as usual into the school room - just hinted to Mrs D [Dalton] that I could not manage quite so well made and obliged to make a point of her coming down to breakfast on account of my aunt on my uncles death had asked her for a limited time could do no other my aunt not then able to bear it just also hinted that Tib was so considerate as some would have been about the cat not pleasant in an apartment where it could not go out Mrs D [Dalton] quite agreed so had been afterwards when merely the cat was mentioned I think they are at heart of the same opinion as everybody else about Tib but are shy of owning it and praise her excessive cleverness and agreeableness and amiability and say she is a delightful creature how can all this be Pi [Mariana] used to fancy them worldly -

Sat a little while with Marianne tête à tête in her painting room - she would have it she knew I liked her better than any of them she could see it by my manner said her feelings were too strong could have married a man nothing against him fortune talent (not quite so good a family as her own) but she could not attach herself to him she is all devotion none can love like her she must have all or none she would flirt with me but I am now too old a bird and fight shy -

Walked in the garden with Mrs. D- [Dalton] then a little turn with IN- [Isabella Norcliffe] but a few drops of rain sent us in about 4 - sat a little with Mr. D- [Dalton] in his study - sat a little with Mrs. D- [Dalton] and Marianne in the latter's room - then dressed - dinner at 5 1/2 - Mr. (James) Wright dined with us - in the evening music from the 3 girls Esther, Elizabeth, and Caroline - duets on the piano by all 3 - piano and harp by the 2 former, and then Esther on the organ - all play well - Esther very well - staid down to prayers as yesterday, and came to my room at 11 -

Marianne called me into her room to wish her good night and would gladly enough have kept me but I was not inclined and came away in a minute or two as quickly as I could she had begun after dinner with foolish nonsense would call me nanny and soon I taking all in good part but inwardly no way taken with the silly impertinence - IN- [Isabella Norcliffe] came to my room, and sat with me till 12 50/60 Madelen at Sleningford flirts with Cecil Mr James D [Dalton] call her a red mangy (the irruption on her face) bitch and cannot bear the folly her father says a fine handsome young fellow like Cecil cannot be taken with such a face and it must be all her doing - merely a few drops of rain about 4 - fine day, everybody complaining, it was cold -  

Reference: SH:7/ML/E/10/0159 - SH:7/ML/E/10/0160

[captain-kingliamsqueen]

Let’s Go On An Adventure -  Until We Meet Again - Part 1

Pairing: Liam x MC

Summary: …DISTANCE MEANS SO LITTLE, WHEN SOMEONE MEANS SO MUCH!

When King Liam manages to break free from his Marriage to madeleine and takes a trip to new York for the biggest UN event of the century. What happens when his suitcase doesn’t make it to new York with him. when a stranger comes to his rescue to find appropriate clothing for the Event. What happens when he meets the woman of his dreams but she already has a home along with a Mutli-billion dollar business in New York. 

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Two weeks had gone by.

Two weeks since Liam had his divorce from madeleine finalised. That awful marriage his father and Regina had forced him into over a year ago. He spent the first year of his reign as king…depressed…lonely...he wanted more than a queen for Cordonia, he wanted a wife…a mother for his children…someone to love him just as much as he loved her. He was brought up on the basis that his life was not his own, he didn’t have the luxury of falling in love. Everything he done would be for his country. He had spent the past year consistently disagreeing with madeleine, arguing with her over the littlest things. The last straw was when he had been in Prague for two weeks, he returned to see that madeleine had totally refurbished his mothers’ study, having all her things either thrown into storage if she thought it was worth keep, or thrown in the trash if she thought it wasn’t worth anything. The fight that took place shook the palace, all the staff were sent home by Liam to avoid any further embarrassment to the crown;

Liam had just got off the long flight from Prague, he sat in the back of the SUV, with his head leaned back, eyes closed. He hadn’t spoken to madeleine in days, even then it was a brief conversation about the upcoming ball. After a forty-minute journey in the car, the car pulled up at the palace. After Liam was informed that they had reached the palace, he opened his eyes and sat up, removing his seatbelt. As he looked out the window, he frowned seeing a large removal van sitting in front of the palace doors.

“Bastian…what on earth is she doing?”

“I have no idea your Majesty…” Bastian replied confused as to what was going on. The two men climbed out of the car and headed towards the doors, it was when Liam passed the open doors to the Van that his rage raised from zero to one hundred…the furniture from his mother’s study. As two men walked out through the front doors, carrying the large wooden rocking chair, the one she had cuddling him to sleep in, many nights when he was just a baby.

“stop right there!”  he demanded, the two men quickly putting the chair down and bowing.

“what on earth are you doing with this furniture?”

“Her Majesty the Queen asked us to remove it all…” one of them replied, shaking as he spoke

“well, your king is asking you to put it all back…immediately!”

“of course, Your Majesty” the two men started on their new mission, to put all the furniture back. Liam made his way into the palace, headed down the first hall towards the door at the very end, one he had over the past year found himself walking through, a lot. He walked in to see the room had been filled with all new furniture, all his mothers’ journals…gone, all her paintings…gone! It was just then that Madeleine walked through the door.

“ah, your back!” she smiled

“HOW DARE YOU!! HOW VERY DARE YOU!! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!?!”

“Liam will you please calm down, I was just re-decorating, this room was looking a little Shabby and old”

“IT WAS MY MOTHERS! THIS WAS ALL I HAD LEFT OF HER MADELENE!!...BASTIAN!” he called for his security. Bastian was in the room within seconds.

“tell the staff to go home”

“but yo-”

“Bastian! Tell them to go home! All of them!!”

“of course,” he nodded then left the room.

The room stayed silent until Liam got word that everyone had left…then he let her have it.

“WHERE ARE MY MOTHERS THINGS?”

“THEY’RE IN STORAGE, LIAM!” she shouted back.

“YOU HAD NO RIGHT! NO DAMN RIGHT TO TOUCH ANY OF THIS!!”

“Why are you sending all of the staff home?”

“BECAUSE…MADELEINE, I’M DONE! YOU’RE DONE! WE ARE DONE! WE ARE FUCKING FINISHED! YOU HAVE UNTIL I RETURN FROM RESTORING WHAT YOU’VE FUCKED UP TO GET YOUR SHIT PACKED AND LEAVE! GET OUT OF MY PALACE”

“LIAM! YOU’RE OVER EXAGGERATING!”

“NO! IM SICK AND FUCKIN TIRED OF ALL OF YOUR SHIT MADELEINE! IM DONE! I WILL HEAR NOTHING MORE! GET OUT OF MY FACE!”

“BU-”

“GET OUT!!” after madeleine left the room, Liam slammed the door shut behind her. He had never felt so angry in his life. After giving himself the chance to calm down, he called for Bastian to come into the room.

“get Andrew here, in the next thirty minutes…I’m filing for divorce.”

 After having the divorce finalised, Liam went into a bit of a funk with his friends, as much as he despised the woman, he was now a twenty-six-year-old, single, divorced man. When Drake, Bertrand and Maxwell found out that Liam was due to attend an event with the UN in New York, they proposed a plan to Liam, to go a few days before the event, allowing them time to go out and have a guys night, go to a bar, get some drinks, just get away from all of the politics for a night. Liam quickly agreed to the plan.

The four of them had not long landed in New York, once they landed the guys all headed to the baggage reclaim to collect their cases from the carousel. They watched as everyone collected their bags and cases, Drake collected his large black case…followed by Maxwell’s, bright green one then Bertrand’s brown case. One by one the carousel emptied, Liam frowned as it stopped moving…empty of all the bags.

“no…not now…not today” Liam groaned as he headed over to a member of the airport security. He informed the young man of his missing case, but the guy just shrugged him off…not really caring “sometimes it’s just delayed, or if it’s been missed it will come in on the next plane.”

“I NEED that case!” Liam informed him.

“well, there’s nothing I can do about it, sir.”

“nothing you can do?” Liam repeated after him, condescendingly.

“Listen man! Do you know who this guy is!? He’s a king…” Drake stepped up

“right…” he laughed “and I’m Obama!”

“ha ha funny guy! listen, I’m not joking! He’s royalty…he's here for an event with the UN”

“listen I don’t care who you are…you want your suitcase back, all I can do is direct you to the main desk, you can leave your number with them, they’ll call you if they find it!”

“come on, Liam…why don’t we go to the hotel, get some food, maybe it will come in on the next flight!?” Maxwell stated, after Liam agreed the four then headed straight for the hotel, they unpacked, ate, then wound down for the night. The next day, Liam called the airport to find out if his suitcase had come in on another flight…but to his dismay, it was a no show, he got himself some clothes from the hotel boutique then headed down to a local bar with the men for dinner and drinks.

They were greeted upon walking through the doors, by a young brunette.

“good evening gentleman, there’s a free table just over there for you, why don’t you sit yourself down and I’ll be over to take your orders in just a moment.”

“Thank you, may I ask your name?” Liam asked

“it’s Allie” she smiled

“well Allie, it’s great to meet you”

“it’s great to meet you…”

“Liam”

“well, it’s great to meet you, Liam”

Once Liam and the guys got seated Allie headed behind the bar to get her notepad, then made her way over to the table where they sat.

“so, what can I get you guys?”

“we’ll just have four of your best burgers, and four glasses of whiskey” Drake smirked as he ordered for everyone.

“okay, coming right up so are you guys here on business or pleasure?”

“both” they all replied at the same time

“I see” she smirked then headed to go and put their order in.

It was about 20 minutes later than Allie brought their food to the table. As she walked over, she overheard their conversation.

“so, what are you going to do about your suitcase? It’s got your suit for tomorrow night in it” Drake asked

“I’m gonna have to try and find someone that can pull one together for me, in not even twenty-four hours…”

“I think I seen a store just down the block that had some nice ones in the window.”

“Drake…Liam can’t just turn up to the UN party in any suit! He can’t just wear any suit from a regular high street.”

Allie began putting their plates in front of them.

“what happened to your suitcase?” she asked

“it got lost on the way here, never made it to the airport.” Liam sighed

“oh no, they can’t track it down?”

“apparently not, no”

“that’s, awful I’m sorry your trip started off so badly, so you must be a big shot huh? Getting an invite to the big bash with the UN” she chuckled along with the four men. “you know, if you’re looking for an upscale suit, I might be able to give you hand with it?”

“Liam's actually a king” Maxwell grinned

“max! what part of incognito…don’t you understand!”

“oh wow…well…bigger shot than I expected” she chuckled

“oh no, we couldn’t bothe-”

“I offered, it’s not bothering if I offered to do it.”

“how can you help us?”

“well, I happen to know a certain Kayliegh Reed”

Maxwell nearly choked then she said her name

“THE Kayliegh Reed?” he asked gobsmacked

“Mhmmm” she smirked as she nodded.

“sit…sit!” he shuffled along making room for her to sit down “how do you know her?”

“she’s kind of my sister” she smiled

“WAIT!!! Your related to her!!!!”

“yes, I am”

“so, you can really help me?” Liam asked

“yeah, I mean she’ll probably beat me up after you leave but, hey ho!” she laughed

“oh no, I wouldn’t want you to get into trouble with your sister”

“oh, don’t worry, honestly…she’s just someone who likes her own company so bringing people to her house is a really big thing for her.”

“only if you’re sure” he smiled

“of course, if you want once I get off from my shift, I can take you guys to her house.”

“Are you sure, I mean, it’s a little late-”

“honestly its fine!”

“alright, if you insist!” he smirked.

After the guys finished eating, they had another drink each whilst they waited for Allie to finish her shift. Once she finished work, she changed into her normal clothes then they all headed out to Allies Car.

“so why does your sister not like having a lot of company?” Maxwell asked curiously

“well, a few years back, someone she was really close to tried to steal a lot of money from her, since then she’s always been really wary about who she lets into her life and her home, it’s a shame, before she found out what was going on, she was the most outgoing, social person you would ever meet”

“oh no…” Liam whispered to himself

The group spent forty minutes in the car before they pulled up to a set of huge black cast iron gates. Allie rolled the window down, pressing the buzzer to call through to the house. Just a moment later a voice came through the speaker.

“Who is it?”

“It’s your favourite sister”

“Al…you’re my only sister” she chuckled as she pressed for the gates to open.

Once the gates opened the car headed for the main doors of the large white mansion. The four climbed from the vehicle and headed for the door. Allie pulled her keys from her pocket, she found the key she needed then unlocked the door. she guided the men into the house, through the foyer and into the most glorious sitting room.

“wow…this place is beautiful” Liam smiled

“hah! Coming from a king that actually means something” she smirked

“why don’t you guys have a seat and I’ll go get my sister.”

Allie headed out of the sitting room and towards the grand stairs.

“Kayliegh? Are you up there?” she called

“just coming” her sister called back. just a few moments later, her footsteps were heard coming towards the stairs. Allie met Kayliegh as she came to the top of the stairs.

“what are you doing here so late? I was about to go to bed” her sister asked after hugging her.

“well, long story short, there’s four grown ass beautiful men sitting in your living room”

“WHAT?!” Kayliegh barked

“I met them at the bar, one of them lost their suitcase on their flight over here, he needs a suit, an upscale suit, he’s going to the UN party tomorrow…you should see him Kayliegh…He’s GORGEOUS!”

“SO, YOU BROUGHT HIM TO MY HOUSE! ARE YOU CRAZY! ALLIE YOU CAN’T JUST BRING STRANGERS INTO MY HOUSE! WHERE ARE THEY?”

“in the sitting room”

“YOU LEFT THEM ON THEIR OWN…YOU’VE LET STRANGERS INTO MY HOUSE…THEN LEFT THEM TO RAID THROUGH MY THINGS!??!”

“listen to me Kayliegh…the man who needs a suit…he’s a king!!”

Kayliegh’s eyes widened when the words left her sisters mouth.

“I don’t care who the hell he is…I DON’T KNOW HIM!” she bellowed “did he tell you this himself?”

“his friend told me”

“oh, that must make it true then!!! Oh, and I take it his friends a duke? Come on then…humour me…what damn country is this king from?”

“uhhh…. ummm-”

“YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW?!?!?!? OH MY GOD ALLIE!!! WHAT THE FUCK!!!” Kayliegh quickly made her way down the stairs and into the sitting room. As she ran in, the man stood in front of the fireplace turned to face her, she quickly halted when her eyes fell upon his.

Liam stood in front of the fireplace looking over the framed photos standing on its ledge. He felt terrible when he heard Allie being shouted at by her sister, he fully understood her annoyance though, it was true, they were strangers…in her home, they had invaded her privacy. After the shouting stopped, he heard two sets of footsteps running down the stairs and into the sitting room. he turned to face the door as the footsteps stopped, that’s when he seen her…her bright ginger hair tied up into a messy bun, the freckles that covered almost half her face…her blue eyes…she was gorgeous. She was wearing blueish-grey joggers with a light grey lounge top, over top was an untied baby pink robe, and a pair of white ankle slipper socks.

“H-Hi I’m L-Liam” he stuttered as he walked over to her, with his hand out to shake hers.

“Hi…Kayliegh…K-Kayliegh Reed” she smiled unable to take her eyes off him.

Allie smirked as she watched Kayliegh, she had never seen her sister looking so captivated by someone before, she had never reacted that way when meeting someone…even when she met, he who shall not be named. The two just stood looking at each other, with smiles on their face.

The two were brought back to reality when Drake cleared his throat.

“ummm…I’m sorry, but what are you doing here…in my home?”

“Allie said you might be able to help me out with something”

“yes…she told me you need a suit?”

“yes, I will be attending the UN party tomorrow night, my luggage was lost on the way here. I can pay whatever the price”

“well…I’m afraid I don’t really dabble in men’s tailoring, dresses…women’s fashion is more my thing...plus before I do anything I need some kind of proof that you are who you say you are, I wont just take your word for it...im not stupid, I'm not gonna keep you in my house without some kind of proof.” she informed him.

“i one hundred percent understand, I can show you my diplomatic immunity card, it says who I am...where I'm from? will that be okay?

“I'm sure that would be fine“

As Liam pulled his card from his wallet he held it out to Kayliegh, who walked closer and looked over at it, her heart skipped a beat with the card confirmed who he said he was...this was a real king...in her house!

“alright...fair enough...but like I said, I don't do men’s fashion...“

“Kayliegh, can I have a word” Allie piped up from the door way, gesturing with her head to the

Foyer. Kayliegh left the room meeting Allie in the foyer.

“what are you doing?” Allie prodded her arm

“what?! I can’t make a full 3-piece suit in just a few hours Allie…you have to design it…take measurement, create a sewing Pattern, select the perfect material, cut out all the pieces…create ablining…sew it all together, make adjustments, re-stitch it…make more adjustments…it doesn’t just happen in ten minutes! it can take days to perfect something like that!” Kayliegh shouted in a whisper.

“Take a chance Kayliegh, live a little, you’re always cooped up in here, take a chance, do it, if anything you get a little company from a very good-looking gentleman”

Allie could see the sadness in her sisters’ eyes, she knew the past few years had broken her, She wanted nothing but to help her get back to her outgoing, happy self.

“Al…I-I don’t know” Kayliegh whispered.

“you and I both know, you have the skills. You have the materials, you’ve made men’s clothing before…you and I both know, you can do this, no doubt about it! You are New York’s, Multi-billion dollar fashion designer…you said just a month ago, that you wanted to get into the men’s fashion industry what better way to do it…than dressing a king!?

“Allie…you are the smartest little motherfucker I know” Kayliegh smiled “only you could meet a fucking King in a bar in New York.” She chuckled. The two made their way back into the living room.

“I’ll do it…but I’ll need help!” Kayliegh stated looking at Liam.

“of course, anything you need!” He smiled

“we’ll have to get started straight away…like right now”

“of course! Guys, why don’t you head back to the hotel, and I’ll stay and help miss Reed” Liam Suggested.

“man, I don’t think it’s a good idea to leave you alone…what if something happens, Bastian would murder us if we let something happen to you!”

“I’m sorry, so you’re going to come into my house…ask a favour of me…then speak as if I’m a criminal?...what am I going to do…stitch his mouth up with my sewing machine?...He’ll be fine…I have cameras all over this house, for security reasons, no one gets through those gates without me approving it!” Liam chuckled as Drake was taken back by the woman’s response.

“I’ll be fine, Drake, honestly, you guys head back to the hotel”

After Liam finally persuaded the guys to head back to the hotel, Allie offered to take them. After they left Kayliegh turned to Liam with a smile. “we should get started…but first, can I offer you a drink? Tea, coffee?” she asked

“Tea sounds great”

“great…kettles in the kitchen…off you go, two sugars and a little milk for me, thanks” she smirked, Liam smirked as he nodded “on it” it was a breath of fresh air for Liam not to be treated like royalty.

After Kayliegh showed Liam to the kitchen, he made the two of them tea. They sat down at the kitchen island, whilst they drank their hot beverages.

“so, it’s true then, huh? You’re a king?” she asked as she took a sip of her tea.

“guilty” he chuckled “listen, I apologise for intruding in your home and disrupting your night.”

“it’s fine don’t worry about it.”

“so, what’s the plan then…how do we go about making a suit?”

“well first, I have to get a sketch together, you tell me what you’re looking for, the kind of style you want, I’ll put a sketch together for you, then we can get to actual materials and stuff.”

“thank you, for all of this, I really appreciate it”

“”don’t worry about it, you’re basically repaying me for it by just wearing my design to something as big as the UN, ive been kind of dabbling in men’s fashion, so when the occasion arises when a king wants to wear one of my designs, it’s a win-win situation, plus…your nice to look at…it may spark inspiration” she chuckled causing Liam to laugh. After the two finished their drinks Kayliegh put the mugs in the sink then turned to face Liam.

“If we want to get this thing finished in time we should get started”

Liam stood from his seat, then followed Kayliegh out of the kitchen.

“you have a really beautiful home” Liam stated as he looked around.

“thank you, I worked hard for it”

“I can see you have; how long have you been designing…professionally?”

“since I was seventeen”

“seventeen? Wow…that’s amazing”

Kayliegh guided Liam up the staircase and along the corridor to a large wooden door. Kayliegh twisted the door knob then pushed it open, she walked in followed quickly by Liam.

Liam looked around as he took everything in. The walls from ceiling to floor were white with gold detailing’s, the huge windows covered with deep purple tieback curtains, the furnishings were all that deep purple, a white oak T shape desk with a brown top. A desk chair sat behind the main part of the desk, whilst two smaller chairs were on either tide of the other part. The chandelier that hung from the ceiling was what caught his eye, it was stunning, much like the ones at the palace.

“this is stunning”

“thank you, now, please…have a seat” Kayliegh pulled once of the smaller chair round to sit beside the desk chair. Liam sat himself down, followed by Kayliegh.

“now, first of all, I need to know what you’re looking for? What style do you want? Fitted…structured…”

“fitted…definitely fitted”

“alrighty, the lapels? Peak, notch or shawl?”

“Notch”

“how many buttons?”

“two?”

“alright let’s see what we can do”

“so…Liam…tell me about where you’re from”

Liam smiled thinking about his home as he began telling Kayliegh about the beautiful Cordonia.

“It’s called Cordonia, it’s a beautiful country…it’s extremely picturesque, the summers are warm…we get a little snow in the winter I mean it’s not huge compared to a lot of countries…but its big enough, any bigger I think I’d have my head in the sand” he chuckled

“I can imagine, I don’t think I could run a whole country” she giggled as the pencils scratched on the paper.

“I’m sure you would be fine!”

“so, is there a queen in Cordonia?” she asked

“there was but…we just recently divorced” he smirked

“you seem awfully happy about that” she smirked as she looked at him

“oh, you don’t know the half of it!”

“oh, trust me…I do…my ex-husband…my goodness was he an asshole!?!” she laughed

“your divorced?”

“yes…thankfully”

“my ex-wife…every tiny little thing had to be an argument…the pettiest little things…” he laughed

“so why did you marry her…what about her made you want to marry her?”

“nothing…literally nothing, it was an pretty much an arranged marriage, we have a thing called a social season, it’s the main point of year when festivals, parties and such take place…I spent the one before my coronation with a bunch of women competing for my hand in marriage, the only reason I chose her was because she was the only one who I could see strategically running the country”

“ah I see, so you didn’t love her?”

“not in the slightest…I wouldn’t even say I liked her…so what about your ex-husband, what made you want to marry him?”

“when we first met...oh my he was the most perfect man, so chivalrous. the whole time we were dating, I just couldn’t fault him at all, he proposed in Paris…on-top of the Eiffel tower, it was so romantic…then we married, we went through the whole honeymoon stage, we couldn’t keep our hands off each other…but about a year after we married, I found out that he was sending deposits of my money into an offshore account…”

“oh, my goodness”

“did he get away with anything?”

“yeah…a black eye and burnt belongings but that’s it, he was depositing money for two years before we married, that whole time I thought…oh this is a real gentleman” she laughed

“hah sounds like he deserved what he left with” he smirked

“oh, he did!”

“alright…do you want any embellishments? Just a plain jacket?”

“what kind of embellishments are you thinking?”

“well…” Kayliegh smiled as she began scribbling away, once she was finished, she lifted the book and held it out for Liam to take, as he went to take the sketchbook, his hand grazed hers, Kayliegh blushed as her breathing hitched. A smirk found itself on his face as he looked over the sketch “it’s perfect…it’s so much nicer than the one I had put in my case”

“alright, we’re getting somewhere!!”

By the time morning came, neither Kayliegh or Liam had slept, they had gotten Liam's measurements taken, a pattern made, and pieces all cut out. They spent the next few hours putting the pieces together.

by the time the pieces were all put together it was hitting five O’clock, Liam had just an hour before he had to head out to the venue, where he was meeting up with Drake, Maxwell and Bertrand, Kayliegh handed the clothing to him. “alright, I’ll let you try it on” she smiled as she headed out of the room. just a short few minutes later, Liam opened the door, letting Kayliegh into the room.

“so…does it need any adjustments, anything you want taken off, anything you want more of?”

“I think it’s perfect” he smirked “I don’t know how to repay you for this” he added as he ran his hands over the material, making sure there were no creases or anything.

“it was my pleasure” she smiled… “now…a dickie bow” she added as she went to her cabinet and opened the bottom drawer, she pulled out a black dickie bow, then walked over to Liam. She carefully lifted his shirt collar, then placed the material around his neck and began to tie it. Liam watched her, his eyes not leaving her. He didn’t know what it was about her…he took a deep breath she looked up at him once she had finished.

“perfect” she whispered as she folded his collar back over.

“thank you” Liam whispered

“you know…maybe…you could come with me?” he asked not taking his gaze from hers.

“what?”

“maybe you could come with me…to the party?”

“oh…no, I couldn’t intrude”

“I promise you won’t be…come with me?”

“I-” before Kayliegh could decline his offer again, she remembered her sisters lecture from earlier “you’re always cooped up in here…Take a chance, live a little” … “O-okay” she smiled “I’ll come with you”

“really?” he whispered with a grin.

“yes…I’ll come with you, my sister said I have to be more adventurous, what time do you have to leave?”

“six o’clock”

“oh, my goodness, I have to find something to wear…I have to shower…I have to do my hair and makeup!” she quickly made her way out of her office and down to her bedroom. Kayliegh spent the next hour rushing around the bedroom and bathroom, getting herself ready for the party. Liam made a few calls whilst he waited in her office, one of which to Drake, he informed the guys that he would be bringing Kayliegh to the UN party. Once Kayliegh was ready she headed down to her office, she took a deep breath then opened the door. Liam's breath caught in his throat as he looked at her. She wore a wine-coloured dep v neck open back mermaid gown, with her hair in large barrel curls and pulled over one shoulder. Her makeup was light and neutral, with a deep cherry lip. He looked her body up and down… “you look…WOW” he smirked as she blushed, the dress fit her body perfectly in all the right places, the open back made his heart pound.

“Thank you” she whispered a little flustered. Liam approached her, lifted his arm for her to place her hand on his forearm.

“Shall we?”

“yes, let’s go be adventurous” she giggled as she placed her hand on his arm, then they made their way down to the car they had waiting outside.

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FIFA proposes mandatory maternity leave for women players

RESENDING WITH COMPLETE SCRIPT VIDEO SHOWS: FILE FOOTAGE OF WOMEN'S NATIONAL TEAMS TRAINING / FILE FOOTAGE OF U.S. WOMEN'S NATIONAL TEAM CELEBRATING 2019 WORLD CUP WIN / FILE OF NETHERLANDS WOMEN'S TEAM CELEBRATING WITH NETHERLANDS FANS / FILE OF WOMEN'S COACHES LEADING TRAINING SESSIONS / SOUNDBITES FROM THE CHAIRMAN OF FIFA FOOTBALL STAKEHOLDERS COMMITTEE VICTOR MONTAGLIANI ON NEW LABOUR REGULATIONS FOR FEMALE PLAYERS / FILE FOOTAGE OF FIFA INSTALLATIONS SHOWS: DECINES-CHARPIEU, FRANCE (FILE - JULY 3, 2019) (REUTERS - ACCESS ALL) 1. U.S. WOMEN'S SOCCER TEAM STRETCHING ON FIELD 2. U.S. WOMEN'S SOCCER GOALKEEPER, ALYSSA NAEHER, STRETCHING 3. VARIOUS OF MEGAN RAPINOE AND TEAM MATES RUNNING OULLINS, FRANCE (FILE - JULY 2, 2019) (REUTERS - ACCESS ALL) 4. NETHERLANDS SQUAD RUNNING ON PITCH LED BY (FROM LEFT TO RIGHT) SHERIDA SPITSE, SHANICE VAN DE SANDEN AND DANIQUE KERKDIJK DARDILLY, FRANCE (FILE - JULY 2, 2019) (REUTERS - ACCESS ALL) 5. SWEDEN PLAYERS, JULIA RODDAR AND MADELEN JANOGY RUNNING 6. PLAYERS WALKING WITH BALL ZURICH, SWITZERLAND (NOVEMBER 18, 2020) (FIFA - EDITORIAL USE ONLY. NO RESALES.) 7. (SOUNDBITE) (English) CHAIRMAN OF FIFA FOOTBALL STAKEHOLDERS COMMITTEE, VICTOR MONTAGLIANI, SAYING: "Well, I think we've seen women's football has come a long way on the pitch. You know, the last two World Cups have been a tremendous success; TV audiences, attendances. I think we've seen all the proliferation of women's football at the professional level, at the club level, there's transfers now being done and I think it was important for us to catch up from a regulatory standpoint and address some of the issues that haven't been addressed, specifically for women players. So, we thought it was important to set a minimum global standard. Of course, our member associations are free to offer even more protection to the players, but we thought it was very important that we offer some minimum standards as it relates to labour conditions of a female player, specifically, maternity. You know, all and all this regulatory framework, really at the end of the day, underpins conditions that our female players, in the world now, can enjoy a long and healthy career. And this supports them not only as footballers, but it also supports them as parents." NEW YORK CITY, NEW YORK, UNITED STATES (FILE - JULY 10, 2019) (REUTERS - ACCESS ALL) 8. VARIOUS OF U.S. WOMEN'S NATIONAL TEAM CELEBRATING WINNING THE 2019 FIFA WOMEN'S WORLD CUP DURING PARADE UTRECHT, NETHERLANDS (FILE - AUGUST 7, 2017) (REUTERS - ACCESS ALL) 9. NETHERLANDS WOMEN'S TEAM ARRIVING ON A BOAT AND GREETED BY FANS AS THEY CELEBRATE WINNING THE 2017 WOMEN'S EUROPEAN CHAMPIONSHIP 10. (SOUNDBITE) (English) CHAIRMAN OF FIFA FOOTBALL STAKEHOLDERS COMMITTEE, VICTOR MONTAGLIANI, SAYING: "I think we all agree on the important role a coach plays in football. Individually for a player, within a team atmosphere, even at a club, obviously. But, ironically, we never had specific regulations that protected this employment relationship of a coach in the football world. There's been a lack of legal certainty and a lack of legal protections for coaches. And we felt that we needed to fill this gap at FIFA by introducing new regulations to ensure this labour framework for coaches. More transparency, more legal clarity - and we believe this will help the entire football market, not just specifically the coaches themselves, which is obvious." CLAIREFONTAINE, FRANCE (FILE - MAY 23, 2019) (REUTERS - ACCESS ALL) 11. VARIOUS OF FRANCE WOMEN'S COACH, CORRINE DIACRE, SPEAKING TO PLAYERS DURING TRAINING SESSION OULLINS, FRANCE (FILE - JULY 2, 2019) (REUTERS - ACCESS ALL) 12. VARIOUS OF NETHERLANDS TEAM GROUPED IN CIRCLE, BEING ADDRESSED BY TRAINING STAFF 13. TEAM WARMING UP 14. TEAM COACH SERENA WIEGMAN WATCHING HER TEAM WARMING UP GIZA, EGYPT (FILE - OCTOBER 19, 2020) (REUTERS - ACCESS ALL) 15. FORMER MEMBER OF EGYPT'S WOMEN'S NATIONAL TEAM AND CURRENT COACH OF EGYPTIAN CLUB IDEAL GOLDI, FAIZA HAIDER, RUNNING ON FIELD WITH AS HER SQUAD TRAINS 16. HAIDER RUNNING WHILE SHOOTING BALL AND GIVING INSTRUCTIONS TO PLAYERS ZURICH, SWITZERLAND (FILE - SEPTEMBER 24, 2015) (REUTERS - ACCESS ALL) 17. VARIOUS OF FIFA SIGN 18. VARIOUS OF FIFA FLAGS ZURICH, SWITZERLAND (FILE - OCTOBER 20, 2015) (REUTERS - ACCESS ALL) 19. EXTERIOR OF FIFA HEADQUARTERS 20. FIFA SIGN ZURICH, SWITZERLAND (FILE - FEBRUARY 29, 2016) (REUTERS - ACCESS ALL) 21. EXTERIOR OF FIFA HEADQUARTERS 22. FIFA SIGN STORY: FIFA is to introduce new regulations to protect the rights of women players, including mandatory maternity leave, world soccer's governing body said on Thursday (November 19). The reforms have been put forward by FIFA's Football Stakeholders Committee (FSC) and will go to FIFA's Council next month for approval. While many players in Europe are already protected by employment law in their given countries, FIFA says its aim is to create "new global minimum standards" for female players all over the world, given the rapid emergence of new clubs and leagues globally. The proposed rules include a mandatory maternity leave of 14 weeks, at a minimum of two thirds of the player's contracted salary and a guarantee that "no female player should suffer a disadvantage as a result of becoming pregnant". The planned regulations also state that on their return to work after maternity leave, clubs must "reintegrate female players and provide adequate medical and physical support". Women players' contractual rights were already covered by the existing regulations for all footballers but the changes are a bid to address specific concerns for female players and are viewed as a basic minimum that can be applied in all countries. The new regulations also seek to address problems for coaches working internationally. Until now coaches' contracts have been subject to the same regulations as players but FIFA wants to introduce specific language to deal with the rights of coaches. (Production: Kurt Michael Hall)

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Social Construct

Written by Madelene Lyka O. Siapno

We all begin with a blank slate, having nothing but where we came from. Even before we are born and when we come to this world we have already formed a sense of identity and from there we — like how everyone starts to know what kind of person they want to be or what they want to pursue in life — continue to develop the skills, talents, and traits we have. These certain skills, talents, and traits have been passed onto us or are heavily influenced by those we are constantly surrounded which is most of the time our family.

As we have come across the discussion regarding structures and habitus, specifically on the reading on Schwartz, the study shows us that as our identity forms through the years it is influenced by social status, your education attainment, and what field / career you will be going into or are in. These habits that we learn as time goes by are self-perpetuating due to what is expected of us in the long run. They are most especially formed in family and is exemplified in child-rearing attitudes. 

Scrutinizing the type of person I came to be, my disposition, goals and interests it would be common sense to say that all these were made or contributed by my family — most especially by my parents. Although, behind all this what process did I have to go to to be influenced this way? As mentioned earlier, it begins in childhood and what social class you come from. Growing up, my siblings and I were always exposed to sports and anything that required us to use our energy up. Being taught this as we grew up, it was always a goal to be part of any sports team, and even though we got tired of it a year after we would always find ways to learn another sport for the sake of it. 

Despite the influence our society and family have on us, there will always be times wherein we do not agree to certain actions and mindsets; sometimes because of this we find ourselves out of the loop which makes us choose to conform with these standards and norms instead. To further elaborate on this, an example is our perception of sexuality wherein a lot of us may say that it is okay to be bisexual, gay, lesbian and yet at the end of the day we still find ourselves saying things like, “That’s so gay!”, as if it were wrong to be that way. It is evident that this mindset has lessened through the years and most especially with those who are educated seeing that we were taught to have respect for these individuals by the schools we go to or the people who have raised us. 

In comparison to how we the upper-middle class and lower class grow up, we were raised differently and sometimes even freely so that we create our own dispositions and are not nurtured well enough. Families in upper-middle class deliberately try to stimulate their child’s development and be involved in some way in whatever they are doing, continuously exposing them to different types of socialization as well as recreational and cultural opportunities. This allows us to develop a sense of self-direction, entitlement and can assert themselves in their rights. While the the way of raising children in the working / lower class has a more “natural growth” approach whereas they give them all the freedom and may leave them unsupervised and it is highly unlikely that they frequently expose them to different activities that may further hone their cognitive and social skills. The natural growth approach results then to independent, street smart, obedient and conform-to-authority children. 

Habitus in a nutshell is both a structured structure wherein you were socialized to be that way and a structuring structure in which you, yourself reinforce the given habitus. From there on we become this self-fulfilling prophecy that we embody and shape this habitus. In the end it is really up to us and societal expectations that form our identity because who we are is where we are — the generation, society, and standards.

[izayoichan]

Hayle had been busy all day with helping setting things up, the pink flowers, the lights, luckily Annette, Madelene and Marie had been there with him helping him with the final touches, then he had been helping Hayden get his suit ready, as well as helping Vy with his and the veil as best he could. Rylan was with Hayden, him and River helping him with the last few things, so he was there with Vy, helping him with the last few things.

“You still sure you want me to give you away, like Chris did with Rylan?”

He smiled as he had been surprised when Vy asked. Vy looks at Hayle and smiles. The veil is beautiful with his white suit, and Vy for once feels like a prince. He fidgets worriedly as he looks at the mirror and looks at Hayle.

“Yes, I want you to take me. You are my dad, I see you as my dad and I'd like to have you guide me to the love of my life, to my heartlight.”

He looks at Fannar and smiles, in his cute little suit.

“Does mommy look pretty, Fan?” “Pretty!”

Fannar smiles at their mom, and then points at themselves and giggles. 

“I agree with Fan, very pretty.”

Hayle smiles as they are ready, oddly he feels a very familiar presence somehow, but he just shakes it off and quickly messages Rylan that they are ready.

“Stop pacing... you're going to wear a hole in the floor.”

Rylan chuckles and watches his brother, who was ready and clearly nervous. 

“You do realize you have nothing to worry about right?”

He sits in one of the chairs, so he can rest a bit while they wait. 

“I know.. I just.. well I wish dad could be here.”

He stops, and looks over at Rylan, smiling at him. 

“You still sure you want to stand there with me?” “Of course, I have rested all day for this! River has even gotten me food and drinks so I'm all good. There is no way I will be in a wheelchair for your wedding.”

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[izayoichan]

“Yeah, it's a wedding thing, the two getting married dance alone at first, then others come and dance as well.”

He hopes Acharya thought if it was the type of dance he thought about, and not what Vy called dance. He smiled at his dad when he picked up Fannar, then he looked at Vy. 

“It's time for a dance indeed”

He takes Vy's hand, taking him over to the dance floor that their location has, the song they had agreed on having playing from the stereo. 

“Oh…”

Chris smiles and kisses Hayle, putting Fannar in his lap. Having recognized the song, disappearing for the shortest of seconds, then he comes back with a guitar in his hand, taking a taller chair pulling it close to their dance area, Madelene noticing him, quickly lowering the music from the stereo as Chris's starts to play the song instead. Hayden pulls Vy close, starting to sing the song along with his dad as they dance. Vy chirps happily when he hears Hayden sing and sings with him also letting him lead the dance.

“True, very true. I have a feeling it will be bad for their parents a while..but they will eventually understand.”

Kieran smiles as they watch the two dance.

“And yes, I think for them one will be enough, for our dancers though... I foresee one more star in their lives, that way, releasing the first will be easier. Or perhaps two... It's a grey area still.”

River smiles, just watching people join them dance. Fannar happily snuggled up in his grandfather's lap.

“Yes. It won't be easy, but it will fix a lot of problems and it will cure sickness.”

Jael smiles and gets up, watching as they dance to the end of the music.

“If you excuse me, my friend. I wish to dance with a nebula.”

He smiles walking over to Acharya who frowns at him, clearly thinking he is there for something else.

“Is it time?” “I think there is still time for one dance and for cake stealing”

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[izayoichan]

Back at Rylan’s work.

River looks at Rylan carefully and reaches for the bag, taking out some painkillers for Rylan

“You don't have to do it if you don't feel up for it. I will  do what you decide. If you want to go home and rest it's okay.” “I would like to do it.. I mean.. imagine living with someone like Carl, being trapped in a relationship with someone that abuses you.. If these bruises can help one person get help, then me being in a little pain and being tired is worth it..”

He takes the painkillers from River, swallowing them with some of the soda. 

“Using this to help someone.. it feels good somehow.. “

Annette watches them, smiling at Rylan's words, but not interrupting them talking.

“Alright, then you can count on me. But if he gets tired or I see it's too much, I'll pull him off the shoot. Just for now, I don't want him overexerting himself... But if it's a few simple ones, hopefully there won't be many troubles.” “Agreed, at any time if it is too much, just call stop. I'll have Marie and Madelene do the shot with you.”

She looks at River. 

“And we will portray you as the one that helps, not an attacker, so you know.”

She stands up, and opens the door getting Marie's attention, telling her the plan.

“Thank you.. “

He looks at River and then at Annette, happy that he hasn't just set River up as a bad guy.

“Oh... Okay. Good to know.” “Let's see if we can get this done then, while I am still drugged down enough.”

He chuckles, his hand resting over River's. 

“When you're ready, just come down to the shooting area, I'll set up a small changing space for you. It won't be anything fancy, and mostly in your current clothes.”

Marie Smiles and walks off to prepare everything, waving at Madelene who nods, finishing up the shoot she is doing.

“Okay, I think we're ready to do this then…”

River gets up and helps Rylan up, letting him find his balance, noticing he feels a little wobbly. When he is sure he has found his balance, he leads him to the area where Marie is waiting. 

“You can sit there for a bit Rylan.” 

She motioned to a sofa, which River helps him over too, smiling softly at Rylan. 

“Since this shoot is too…” “Show off the bruises.. I know.” “Yes, we’ll only need some makeup on you, River.” “Okay, so makeup on me. I can deal with some makeup... “

He moves over to the chair, letting them put makeup on him, Rylan just watching them as Madelene sits down next to him, having some pose suggestions. 

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One quick clothing change later, Rylan was back at Madelene’s side, Carl standing there as they agreed on the shots they wanted to use. As Madelene sent them to Annette, Carl pulled away, again, much to Rylan’s surprise.

“Okay, now we choose from these.”

She pulled up the pictures from the shelter, picking out those they thought would fit, then they put together a full-page ad, and several smaller advertisements that they then sent up to Annette so she could decide what ones to use and when. The full-page was meant for the next magazine, which would come out the day before the shelter opened.  

“All done then?” “Yeah, you want to wait here for River, or?” “I’ll text my dad, and then start walking home, he can bring Lobo and meet me.” “Alright, I’ll see you later!”

Madelene grinned as Rylan walked towards the door, quickly calling his dad who much like he had expected would combine a walk with Lobo with meeting him. As he walked towards the path that took him home though he suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder.

“Leaving so soon?” “Carl, take your hand off me.” “Make me.”

There was something in his voice that Rylan instantly didn’t like. It wasn’t playful or annoying, it was threatening. He turned around quickly and got out of the hold he had on his shoulder, glaring at the man standing behind him.

“Just go Carl, don’t do this…”

It was that look in his eyes that worried him, that and the tone of his voice. His own dads voice in the back off his head, reminding him to be careful with his own strength. Backing away, he just shakes his head.

“You don’t get to leave, you are mine.”

Before he had the chance to react, Carl had a hold of his arm, a grip that actually hurt and got tighter the more he tried to pull his arm back.

“Carl, snap out of it, this isn’t you.” “You don’t know me, do you?” “Apparently not, but think of your job, of the risks of doing this.”

He could feel the grip on his hand loosen slightly, as it seemed he was getting through to him, pulling slightly as his arm was released.

“Now, go home Carl… “

The man just looked at him, like he wasn’t there, then turned around and walked away, once looking back at Rylan who was rubbing his arm where Carl has just gripped it, shaking his head, before he walked quickly to meet his dad.

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It was quiet in the house, the only sound apart from his own breath was the slight purr that came from Felix who was sleeping next to him. Both his parents were out, Vy was visiting the library to get them some new books to read and he had somehow managed to talk Rylan into doing what was planned, and do the photo shoot for the adoption day, leaving him for the first time since a certain incident home alone.

“I’m surprised they let me…”

He stretched, a slight protest from the half sleeping cat next to him. He had been honest with Vy earlier when he directly asked him about it, it wasn’t like the feeling was gone, it was always there, in the back of his mind, but it was easy to push away. It felt good though, that they all trusted him enough to let him be alone, if even for about an hour if he knew Vy right, although it could be a little more if he stumbled upon some new books.

“Might as well get some sleep huh?” “Mrow.”

He lifted the sleepy cat, swapping the way he was sitting in the sofa, before lying down, placing Felix back on his lap so he could sleep as well. The soft purrs from the cat, the only sound in the house soon after.

“Last one.”

Rylan just nodded, letting the final pictures being taken, before putting the old lady back into her kennel.

“Best partner of the day you.”

Handing Bella a snack before closing the kennel doors, he turned around and walked back out to Madelene and the others, going through the pictures.

“This was so much fun, thanks for asking me!” “I had a hunch you would like this.” “You did huh?” “Yeah, ever thought about getting one?” “Yes, but not where I live right now, no animals allowed due to allergy.”

Rylan nodded, the two of them quickly picking out the pictures they both felt were the best, Madelene promising to send them to him as soon as she did the editing touches and added the text they had all agreed on just before.

“That is cheating princess.” “What is?” “Standing on that rock, so you are taller than me.” “Not my fault you didn’t think about it!”

River just chuckled, it felt kinda weird having Rylan be the taller one of the two, he had become so accustom to his princess being shorter than him.

“See, cheating” “Actually, that is cheating, since when is a frog taller than a princess anyways?” “Since now?”

Rylan shook his head.

“That’s not the way things work.”

Gently shoves River off the rock he stands on, only to have River get right back up again and put his hand under his chin making him look at him.

“I forgot to add something princess.” “Oh?” “Thank you, for doing all that work, just for an adoption day.” “It was fun, I even think the animals seemed to enjoy it, perhaps it was the attention.” “Still, it will mean a lot to a lot of animals I think.” “You think?”

River nodded, walking behind him wrapping his arms around him. He knew the shelter meant a lot for both Rylan and his brother, but that he would use his and a professional photographers time just to make adverts for it, and he knew the magazine he worked for would run the ads for free.

“I’ll allow you being the tall one, if only for today princess.” “Does this mean you will carry this rock with you all day long just to keep me taller?” “If that is what my princess wants, yes.”

Rylan just chuckled, seeing the image of River carrying a rock everywhere for a day.

“But for now, princess, we have work to do.”

He felt River pull him close, kissing him before he pulled him back to the shelter, so they could get the rest of the actual work done for the day.

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