#psulogan

TAGGING ➝ Penny Sylvester, Logan Clarington (@paramediclogan).

LOCATION ➝ Penny and Logan's house.

TIME FRAME ➝ 10/18, post-lockdown.

WARNINGS ➝ Allusions to NS*FW but not quite.

SUMMARY ➝ Penny and Logan are reunited after the lockdown, and it seems to ignite something in both of them [fade to black].

Character name: Logan Clarington

Their name: UTP

FC suggestions: UTP, but must be male pls!!

Age range: 30 - 40

Connection title: Logan Clarington's Affair Partner/Gay Awakening

Connection details: After some particularly devastating personal problems and a very difficult shift at work, Logan finds himself at a bar to drown his problems. There he meets a man, and all the feelings that he regularly crams down can't be held back by alcohol or the other emotions he's feeling and they go home together. Maybe it sparks a longer affair or relationship after his inevitable divorce, maybe it's just a one night thing, but either way they f*ck and Logan has to confront his feelings about it/men in general

Would you like them to contact you?: Yes pls!!

Babe, you have to tell me HOW I'm doing it wrong, otherwise I'm gonna keep messing it up, it's not like I'm trying to piss you off...

It's just so easy, you know? Mugs and glasses in the top, upside down, plates and dishes in the bottom, specifically in the plate racks. Then a judgment call on the others. My hint would be, if it feels like the right place to you, it's probably not. But I know you try and I appreciate that, at least.

Character name: Cassie Schuester.

Their name: UTP.

FC suggestions: UTP.

Age range: UTP but must be a male professor.

Connection title: One night bribe.

Connection details: This person is a professor at PSU, and he and Cassie met before the semester began. They were both at a bar, and ended up hitting it off—though, on Cassie's part it was just an acting exercise she set herself, but he didn't know that. They were drinking, and either they hooked up or he got so drunk that he passed out and nothing happened, but either way, they simply went their separate ways afterwards. When the semester started, and he realized she was a student/she realized he was a professor, he panicked and acted like they didn't know one another, while Cassie saw it as an opportunity to screw with him, and to get some special treatment in the process. The first opportunity she got to speak to him alone, she reminded him of their one night tryst (whether we go the actual hookup route OR he was too drunk to remember and she just told him they hooked up, either works) and promised not to tell anyone as long as he stayed on her good side and did everything she asked of him. She has bigger plans for if and when his patience begins to run out and he's ready to just blow up and tell people (Terri Schuester style fake pregnancy plot, so please be okay with her faking a pregnancy!), but for now she's just enjoying the bribery for what it is.

Would you like them to contact you?: Yes please!

LOGAN CLARINGTON

☆ FULL NAME: Logan Oliver Clarington ☆ GENDER: Cisman ☆ PRONOUNS: He/Him ☆ AGE: 36 (September 30th, 1988) ☆ TYPE: Full sibling; solo ☆ HOMETOWN: Chicago, Illinois ☆ JOB: Firefighter EMT; part-time Fire Science and Paramedic Studies Professor ☆ SCHOOL: Other ☆ SEXUALITY: Closeted Homosexual ☆ FACECLAIM: Chris Evans

ABOUT LOGAN

(tw: war related violence)

Logan is the eldest of the Clarington siblings and it’s the role he was born to play. He was lonely for a few years there, but quickly flourished as a big brother and human being the second his siblings were brought home. Logan was a happy and fairly popular kid during his childhood, forever playing the role of protector for his younger siblings, but also never missing an opportunity to tease them and pull the occasional prank. He was something of a jock, playing both hockey and basketball in middle and high school thanks to both his height and natural athleticism, but he also learnt to play the guitar and liked to bake, seen as something of a gentle giant amongst his peers.

Family life in the Clarington household isn’t easy, and Logan tries to protect his siblings from the worst of it, but when his mother abandoned them, Logan found himself with a lot of anger. He’d tried to keep his family together, tried to play peacemaker, tried to keep them all happy, but she’d just left with barely a word. It got worse as father proved exactly how useless and pathetic of a parent he was, and by the time they moved in with his grandmother, Logan started getting into fights at school, became sullen and withdrawn, and had, in a fit of anguish and rage at the whole situation, smashed the guitar that his mom had bought him for his eleventh birthday into smithereens. It was his grandmother that found him sat on the floor with his knees pulled to his chest, sobbing into his hands and surrounded by the remains of his guitar, and she’d said nothing, instead pulling Logan into her arms and hugging him tightly until he finally stopped crying.

Logan got a lot of therapy to deal with his parent’s abandonment (and a new guitar courtesy of his grandmother who joked that next time he got mad he should try smashing something a little less expensive to replace), and by the time his high school graduation rolled around he was in a much better place mentally than he once was. Despite his respectable B+ average and basketball scholarship, Logan really wasn’t interested in academics so rather than heading to college, he looked for an alternative, and settled for joining the army.

Logan became a Ranger, and while being away from his family was a little tough, he took comfort in the fact that they were proud of him because really that’s all he’d ever wanted out of life. His first tour of duty was largely uneventful, but towards the end of his second Logan’s company hit an IED in their vehicle and the aftermath was disastrous. Logan lost all but one of the members of his team, took a huge blast and chunk of shrapnel to his left side that sliced through his Kevlar vest like a hot knife through butter, and left him with some pretty gnarly scars. But his injuries were the least of his concern in the moment as he crawled across the sand towards where his friend lay bleeding out, his leg blown clean off, knowing that if he didn’t act quickly he’d lose a hell of a lot more than a limb. Logan managed to fashion a torniquet and did indeed save his friends life, returning home as a hero even if he didn’t feel like it.

He accepted an honourable discharge after six months of recovery and intense physio, having no desire to put himself in the line of fire like that again. He wanted a quieter life for a little while, or at least lower stress, and while it was nice to be back with his family again, Chicago was entirely too busy and loud for him when all he wanted was a little peace and quiet. After feeling a little listless and lacking in direction now that he was home too, Logan decided to take up an army buddies offer to stay with him for a while in Connecticut. It was far removed from the high stress environment of a warzone and the bustling inner city of Chicago, practically suburbia, and while initially bored, Logan found himself landing a job as a 911 dispatcher. It was initially supposed to just be a placeholder job, something for him to do while he figured out what he wanted to do next, it turned out that it was actually something he was quite interested in and passionate about.

He still felt uneasy though, and while he knew some of that was the PTSD he was starting to acknowledge and get help with, it was also partly down to the fact that sitting back and letting someone else do the rescuing didn’t sit right with him. So, he enrolled in the fire academy and took a paramedic course, becoming a firefighter EMT in the space of eighteen months. It was the nearest he came to his army days, and Logan found there was a similar comradery in being a firefighter as there was in being a soldier.

It was on his first run as a fully qualified firefighter EMT that Logan finds himself at the residence of a young woman who was not, in fact, trapped in a burning building or seriously hurt, but is instead a flustered and irritated woman who burnt her toast and couldn’t reach the smoke alarm to silence it. The woman was one Penny Sylvester, and before he left her home he made sure that he gave her his number just in case there was anything else that she couldn’t reach and needed a hand with. They started seeing each other almost immediately, and Logan found that not only was Penny objectively incredibly attractive, she was also sweet and funny, and seemed to understand him in a way that no-one else had ever seemed to no matter how hard they tried. She wasn’t just his girlfriend, she was his best friend too, and maybe that was why he proposed to her in less than a year. They were happy, blissfully so, Logan finding himself with everything that he’d ever wanted: a job that he loved and was passionate about, a wife that he adored, and the promise of a bright and wonderful future in front of him where he’d do everything that he could to be a better partner (and hopefully one day, parent) than his mother ever had been.

Moving to LA with his wife wasn’t the easiest decision, he loved his company in Connecticut, but knowing he’d be back around his family again helped the transition, as did living with his best friend. Logan settled in easily in his new firehouse, but rather than spend a hundred percent of his time out in the field (mostly in attempt to ease Penny’s anxiety over his job) he decided that teaching Fire Science and Paramedic Studies at PSU would be a great way of giving back to the community and inspiring the next generation of firefighters. But it was in LA that cracks started to show in his relationship with Penny.

You see, Logan had been pushing down a lot of emotions and feelings for a very long time now. He couldn’t put his finger on it for the longest time but there was something… off about him. Sure, perhaps the biggest bone of contention between him and Penny was the fact that he really wanted to be a dad, prove that he could it far better than Walter and then some, while she seemed to not have any interest in being a mom, but there was almost something about being with her that felt… wrong. Like he was lying to her, to himself every time he kissed her cheek or told her that she was the hottest woman he’d ever met. Penny was objectively incredibly attractive and sexy, and yet Logan didn’t feel that way about her anymore… not that he’d ever admit that out loud.

Still, life in LA wasn’t that bad, and Penny had placated his paternal urges by letting him get their beagle Zoë, so things were pretty good right now. Logan still bakes, still plays guitar, he surfs and plays volleyball, unable to admit that he fills his time with activities and chores to make sure he doesn’t stop long enough to think in any great amount of detail about how messed up his marriage has become. After all, he’s the eldest of his siblings, he’s the one that’s supposed to be leading by example and showing his siblings the right way to do things, and the right way to do things is wife, 2.5 kids, a dog, and a picket fence. Anything less than that would be letting all of them down and proving Walter right when he said that he would never be man enough to be a father himself.

FAMILY BACKGROUND

Walter Clarington comes from old money and used that as a means of funding his own career in film directing. In contrast, Monica Clarington (nee Peters) is an award-winning photographer who was hired to work behind the scenes for many of Walter’s projects. The two of them eventually married and began popping out babies whenever it was convenient for them career-wise. Any actual love they shared fizzled out when their children were still young, and arguments were a common occurrence behind closed doors.

Eventually, Monica had enough and left the family without another word. Walter struggled to balance his career with the children he was no longer sure he even wanted. He was financially present but his temper often turned towards him yelling at the kids, and they were largely on their own for a couple of years when it came to their emotional wellbeing. In 2002, their paternal grandmother stepped in and took over caring for them. Walter used that as an excuse to become even less involved.