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stronghours · 3 years

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Darling Fallon Sep 3, 2013

Sensational (sin-sational!). i write on behalf of myself (S) and my lover (m). we have been ripped off by bulk-produced molded hoods before and i can only say HAND CUT LATEX ONLY never look back!! worth the money and will eventually pay for itself. neck fit like loving glove and adds dynamic intensifier to breathplay. Lovely proprietor replied prompt when “m” had questions re: breathability (she added extra breathing hole at no extra cost). class acts all around (and not just in our dungeon!) will return for more but “m” needs a break first if u get the drift lol1!! thanks to lady j!

Purchased item: DeMarco FetishWear – Latex Chrysalis Hood (translucent…

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myMister Aug 24, 2013

this one writes on behalf and with permission of MISTER. this one quaked with bliss when package arrived. truly awful to behold in the wise hands of MISTER. this one’s neck is small and delicate For His Pleasure and all item adjustments were made to order and did not affect shipping time. if this one could be so efficient For His Pleasure this one would be in heaven on earth. instead, this one is less than a hole. item truly enhanced <O sensation. without a doubt will be used over and over in this household for due punishments of this very worthless one. discrete pgk’ing. thanks to designer J for deepening this one’s service to MISTER.

(NOTE FROM MISTER – WILL PROPRIETER PLEASE PRIVATELY EMAIL TO DISCLOSE IF YOU ARE MALE/FEMALE/OTHER SO “myMister” (this one) WILL BE ABLE TO PROPERLY ADDRESS YOU IN ACCORDANCE WITH ITS FORMAL ROLE)

Purchased item: DeMarco FetishWear – Throttle Collar w/ attached Gas…

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JulieJuice August 3, 2013

LOL rip-off!!! cant believe all u ppl sucking this guys dick. says everywhere in product descript. (and you guys reviews!!) that custom sizing is no additl. cost but mine cost more!! only small alteration to titty holes cause of my cleave situation. bullshit. not buying from him again.

Response from J

Hi again Julie. If you check our many enlightening inbox conversations from 7/5-7/16 you will be reminded the additional cost was due to your request of more ring hinge insertions as the standard amount in pattern block “was not bling enough”. Cleavage was irrelevant. Sizing related alterations are always no added cost. Custom alterations requiring additional materials/effort and adjusted pricing will always be discussed and approved on client end before any exchange of payment.

Purchased item: DeMarco FetishWear – Hexagon Restrictor Harness…

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HannahCakes! Jun 1, 2013

Hey Whats Up I’m Caleb (obviously don’t have an etsy) and using my lady’s account. She got the catsuit for my birthday and she looked so sexy like J-Lo or someone. Didn’t want her doin the latex stuff because I thought shed have to shave off all her pubes and personally i like that kind of thing a lot but no harm done. Anyway she was super sexy and the suit thing looked good and stayed together even when we started rockin. To other full bush guys out there if youre girl wants to wear the latex stuff SHE CAN KEEP HER BUSH she just has to use lube to oil up the bush that she has.

Purchased item: DeMarco FetishWear – Domina Catsuit w/ Pussycat Zipper (red…

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HannahCakes! 3 months ago Friend Ignore

Caleb Review

Hi J,

Saw my boyfriend’s 6/1 review and I was like uh ohhh. I asked him to leave one because he went gaga over the catsuit, but I wasn’t expecting all the bush stuff. If you don’t want to be associated with that and want to delete, that’s ok on my end. A little embarrassing! – Hannah!

Reply from DeMarco FetishWear 3 months ago Friend Ignore

Hi Hannah. Please don’t worry about it, any positive review is welcome. His feedback has apparently hit a chord with some specific hesitations and concerns buyers have been experiencing but not confiding with me, so I plan on keeping it up for the time being. Enjoy your garment.

JoeyoftheHerd 3 months ago Friend Ignore

Moo-cow snout muzzle thing – (idea i had)

Hi. Is this idea good

Reply from DeMarco FetishWear 3 months ago Friend Ignore

Hi Joey. Are you interested in a custom cow muzzle/mask, like the pup play masks on my page or are you just brainstorming for personal reasons?

Reply from JoeyoftheHerd 3 months ago Friend Ignore

idk it’s just an idea i had

Reply from DeMarco FetishWear 3 months ago Friend Ignore

It’s a cool idea

Reply from JoeyoftheHerd 3 months ago Friend Ignore

Thanks man i thought so 2

1234Brett10093456 3 months ago Friend Ignore

I REMEMBER YOU FROM RAWHIDE

JULES yes I know who you are and I know your name are you scared yet?? I remember when you used to hang with Roscoe out at Rawhide because Roscoe pretended to hire you because he secretly wanted to fuck and suck you till you cried and I saw all that. I have brown flippy hair, blue eyes and am tall/cut versatile but lean TOP. I know you faked being gay. You heard of bi-now-gay-later but have you heard of gay-then-straight-betrayer (you)? That is fucked up that you still sell stuff but pretend to be a gay guy because that makes your stuff sell better because the gay guys want to fuck you. I know you are faking because my muscle bud Tomas (latino) saw you making out with a ginger chick at the wet bar in Entrance last week. He said it was probably a joke but I know it wasn’t because he said he saw tongue. I wont let you be a breeder without a fight. I am willing to tell EVERYBODY YOURE SECRET. But I wont if you prove to me YOU CAN STILL BE GAY. Im attaching a pic of my cock so you know im not lying and can follow through. I will only believe YOU ARE GAY if we can see each other face/face (i can host only on fri- I have two roommates) and our cocks have to touch and you have to stay hard for at least five minutes while I suck and jack your cock and tongue your balls (shave or dont i will leave that up to you). condoms ok but if you want to be a breeder so bad maybe I will just breed your ass but if youre actually a gay guy you’ll like it and cum thick ropes as I fuck your dirty little slut hole and youll tell me youre a hole while I fuck it with the shiny precum head of my cut fucking cock (7inches erect). you will smell my hole and BECOME GAY again IT WILL HAPPEN - Brett Costino

TheSteelyDanMan 2 months ago Friend Ignore

Latex & Breastfeeding Concerns

Good morning, J I hope you are well. Returning customer, here. My kajira/wife and I are splinter Gor lifestylers (NOT KAOTIANS) [link] but are currently isolated due to our deviation from standard kajira beautification ideals and the arrival of our first child (girl - Gemma) two months ago. My wife’s submission has usually been expressed fashion-wise in various strict latex outfits, a few of which you have kindly provided us over the past couple of years. Naturally, the arrival of a mini-me results in some changes! My wife, insecure after birth, wants to return to strict full-coverage latex, but this desire is at odds with her physical situation of actively nursing Gemma and we both have worries. Does the constriction of latex effect or otherwise harm milk production, or could secondhand latex exposure harm our baby? I imagine you have catered to many lifestyle situations where this might be relevant so I thought I would ask. Thanks very much. LEO

Reply from DeMarco FetishWear 2 months ago Friend Ignore

Hi Leo. While I have catered to many lifestyles, I’m afraid I must exercise discretion in this situation, as it would be on par with giving medical advice. I will say any allergy is a possibility and one should exercise undue care with a very young infant, not just in matters of latex. I highly encourage you and your wife to discuss this with her doctor as frankly as possible. In the long run it might be worth reevaluating aspects of your wife’s submission and temporarily making do with latex pieces that do not restrict the breasts, while nursing is a part of her daily reality (I’m sure I don’t have to tell you examples are available on my page). Best of luck and congratulations on the new addition to your family.

NoraBarnacle 2 months ago Friend Ignore

A sincere offer…

Several months ago, I bought a pair of latex gauntlet gloves from your shop. Since then, astonishing changes have come over me. I used to be high-powered, highly controlled, a formidable woman (natural ash blond, green eyes, 45”-40”-44”) I was determined to keep these feelings to myself, but I can no longer resist, as I wholeheartedly believe your Dominating spirit, imbued in the gauntlets, is leading me forcefully but masterfully into your care. If it pleases you, know I have not touched my aching slit for one month total as I am uncertain whether you desire me to feel pleasure that is not approved by you. There are no images of you on your site, but I have drawn an accurate picture of you in my mind and I know you are the Man that I never knew I was waiting for, the Man who will lead me, the Man who will hold my neck and strike my forehead to his knee in his insistence that I allow myself to be led. When I wear the gauntlets, they are your own gallant hands restricting my weak bones. I can no longer resist. I can no longer resist. I can no longer resist. I can no longer resist. I can no longer resist. I can no longer resist. I can no longer resist. I can no longer resist. I do not desire to resist. Please message back so I can properly present my acquiescence, body and soul, unto you. I squat disgracefully on my plump thighs, full of whorish tremor that makes me unworthy, but still I desire. I will service your home with my ardent hands and service your thick and striving cock with my wet tongue. Respond to this small soul. I submit to your gallant wisdom – A Secret Admirer

RicoMetals 1 month ago Friend Ignore

Redhead Modle in Pic for Serve Her Serrated Corselette

Hey man-to-man who is she. I love redheads. Does she modle for other people/would she modle for my pieces? there’s no head in the pick – what’s her nose situation? we could all do collab and I think it would be hot. Let me kno - RICO

Reply from DeMarco FetishWear 1 month ago Friend Ignore

Hi Rico. I have not blocked you (yet) because said model wanted me to reply to you first and inform you, she’s already an established performer in her own right and does not want to model for a guy who “thinks I need some sissy seamstress to pimp me out to shitty welders online”. As I only have basic welding experience, I can offer no further comment or defense on your behalf.

DerryBerry454 1 month ago Friend Ignore

Inquiry re: standard leather sleep-sack dimensions

Hello Miss J, quick question:

I will buy this item no hesitation no delay if you tell me right now about your vagina. Questions I prioritize:

1. Color labia (outer)

2. Color labia (inner – aroused)

3. Clit length in centimeters or whatever measurement is most flattering to you

4. Range of clit engorgement

5. Depth of vaginal canal (I will allow ballpark figure as I know not everyone has graded speculums lying around)

6. Percentage of clit orgasms v. vaginal orgasms – bonus points if you describe uterine orgasm, if that is your experience (no pressure to answer last part, as I understand it is not necessarily vagina-adjacent)

7. Are you hairy? What color?

8. When you wash your vagina do you douche or do you use fingers to rub through labia folds and that is it?

9. Color of menstrual blood

10. If you wear panties, do you find the crotch of your panties degrades due to PH of your vaginal discharge? (give me the qualities and I will calculate this for you)

While a picture of your vagina is welcome (and will only be for my private use) I really do like gathering these stats (I’m kind of a nerd) and would appreciate as much openness on your behalf as possible and you will benefit too because I’ll give you money for your lovely product. Talk to you soon! 😊

B O A R D

[RUBBERVALLEY FIENDS THREAD 3/3 2006-PRESENT] TOPICS: 850 POSTS: 10,356

DungeonMaster (MOD 2): Hey people, we’ve reached the end of the summer and you know what that means – Ivan himself of the halls of Rubber Valley presents inaugural post of their annual sweeps week filming extravaganza – first photoset already up and we’ve got the goddamn brilliant LYDIA SUCKS sons! The greatest bitch on the face of the planet almost psyched us out but she’s here she’s low and she’s ready to blow. Vid upload will probably take till tomorrow to render but we’ve got some great pic galleries already. Ivan really spoiling us pigs lmfao. Seeing lots of setup and dress-up and behind scenes stuff for yall candid pervs. We’ve got full body latex and face coverage hoods and I see a breathing tube and the barn inversion setup. Possible inverted ceiling fuck? The boys can dream. Links to download pics results in PERMABAN – only official links to Rubber Valley site allowed, don’t know how often I have to say it. You want to pass ripped screenshots you do that through email *casts pearls before swine*

GOBgobGOB: no pic of lyds upside down yet ☹

LordJim: Not interested until I see Ivan haul out the FuckRacers from two years ago – wonder why he doesn’t bring those around more often? Great view stats on current vids and who doesn’t like a fat ass getting auto-fucked while she steers the go-cart supine?

SUCKPUNTER: lmfao all views are you bro

GOBgobGOB: D I R E C T H I T

SUCKPUNTER: hey lordjim where’d you learn the word supine

LordJim: Yeah “laugh out loud” very funny guys.

SUCKPUNTER: did you learn it at college

DungeonMaster (MOD 2): Lydia looks gr8 folks. Queen pristine and ready to cream. SUCKPUNTER – chill out because I’ve got my eye on you. Don’t take the bait Jim. You’re like thirty.

SUCKPUNTER: at least I don’t get off on bitches doing the pinewood derby

LockSTOCK2FUCKINGBARRELS: LYDIA!

GOBgobGOB: LYDIA!!!

McLovin: LYDIA LYDIA LYDIA

TheWorldofMartinAmis: Goddess. Wish she’d get her boobs done though.

LockSTOCK2FUCKINGBARRELS: same! I’ve been waiting for years for her to get into xtreme body mod. Right up her alley. If she’s at EXXXOTICA EXPO next year I’m going to try to get her meet and greet and ask. I know tattoo guys who’d pay HER to give her first tat.

McLovin: Lydia wouldn’t go. She’s like indie transgressive.

DungeonMaster (MOD 2): nice to see you again lockSTOCK. I see your POV but Lydia has several interviews where she says most of her viewers see her bod as a clean palate in the art of pain – as in, wounds have to go away in order for us to appreciate a fresh ruining ; ) tats and huge implants are a little tougher to work around. Anyway in my mind you can fix bad tits but you can’t fix bad attitude

ThatOneFootGuy: id suck her feet

McLovin: woah fuck 4th latex pic in dressing series with her mouth open and her eyes shut – who the lube guy with his arm right down her front?

SUCKPUNTER: lol hand clear to her pussy and hes not even hard faggot

McLovin: scope the ginger amazon in the background with camera – new girl? Don’t recognize. Didn’t know Ivan was bringing new people around this year’s sweeps.

LordJim: I wondered too when I saw. I’m sure DungeonMaster mod understands if I copy/paste following from Ivan (no pics, text w/actress info):

Newcomers are always welcome in RUBBER VALLEY (especially if they’re lovely, and especially if they’re ladies!) and this old goat is pleased to welcome DOMME LUX, our friendly neighbor down south in that little town called Chicago. Mysterious as she is alluring, you’ll see her shining light sampling tidbits of delight off our Valley Girls throughout the uploads this month (or even taking a crack at a couple!) We’re just getting to know her, but I have a feeling she’s a generous gal at heart as she kindly offered us the services of her Personal Valet, Jules DeMarco, who himself spoiled us all year with devious latex devices for our steadfast daring dollies after the unfortunate 2012 passing of our beloved torture designer Merrick Marvel (memoriam post 03/04/2012). Check out Jules’s Half-Bag Breast Mummifier in scheduled post 7/22 (Heather Bunny in the inverted Wench Wrench) the diabolical Arachnae-Hood (Lacey Jane, spinning in our trusty Landscape(her) Rolling Pin 7/16) and the Double-Fuck Full Body Boa Binder with eerie inflatable bubble hood (Lydia Sucks, finale post 7/31, don’t miss it, SUBSCRIBE). I must confess, we took advantage - the poor fella ran himself ragged helping us with film prep all week. So as an apology we let him get up close and personal with Rubber Valley’s reigning heroine LYDIA SUCKS fitting her in a custom four-limb black latex catsuit with half-face hood, made especially for her brave beautiful bod. He takes a good long time greasing her up before Ivan and Barry get her hoisted and joisted and in her best bitch-bat position among the rafters of the exalted Rubber Valley barn, where we leave her to squirm in terror! (but let’s get real – what scares Lydia? We’re wracking our brains!) Uh-oh, is Domme Lux looking jealous in the background? Is she plotting a little comeuppance for our Lovely Lady Lydia? Only one way to find out – SUBSCRIBE!

DungeonMaster (MOD 2): Np lordjim, if you hadn’t posted I was going to. Looks like we’ve got fresh meat in the valley.

TheWorldofMartinAmis: very pretty girl, but always bummed when a new one turns out to be top. Call me old fashioned, I come to the Valley for slaves.

SUCKPUNTER: firecrotch

GOBgobGOB: brb too busy crankin it. milky gingerbread titties come to daddy

McLovin: @TheWorldofMartinAmis, Ivan always has at least one femdom around. Room for everybody in the valley

LockSTOCK2FUCKINGBARRELS: holy shit I know that guy.

SUCKPUNTER: lmfao faggots know faggots

LockSTOCK2FUCKINGBARRELS: no for real. His real name is Jules Marinelli. I worked with him one summer lifeguarding beaches for the park’s district. Our boss found his website where he sells his sex stuff, and it was this whole big thing. Found the kink club Entrance through that (check it out if you’re in my hood ever – huge, clean, not too much gay shit, great ladies of all stripes hanging around, but limits on drinking if you’re trying to access certain levels). He’s bi. He’s either secretly Domme Lux’s slave or Domme Lux is his slave and it’s mega on the DL because it’d hurt her career if it got out she could ‘verse. There’s all this gossip.

SUCKPUNTER: bi guys r fags

DungeonMaster (MOD 2): SUCKPUNTER – that’s strike one. lockstock – not deleting your post because from what I can see JDM doesn’t/isn’t acting in explicit scenes, but let’s cool it with doxxing info. Looks like he’s had an experience with that before, and as a small business owner myself, I know how it can suck. We aren’t gossiping high school girls. Settle back and enjoy what Ivan gives us.

GOBgobGOB: *sees dudes in the chat and stops jacking off*

LockSTOCK2FUCKINGBARRELS: NP mod, feel free to delete it later before it causes problems.

TheWorldofMartinAmis: going back to previous discussion – don’t think a breast job automatically constitutes body modification

DungeonMaster (MOD 2): think about it martinamis, it’s a slippery slope – you want to see some swollen battered fish get destroyed, or a fresh natural girl get destroyed?

SUCKPUNTER: i am not a faggot and a whore’s a whore and im here to see whores fucking destroyed

GOBgobGOB: *tony soprano voice* she was a HOOOOER

SUCKPUNTER: fag or cunt all whores get fucked

LordJim: Mod, step up. This isn’t going to get better. With all due respect

SUCKPUNTER: fag or cunt ALL WHORES GET FUCKED

DungeonMaster (MOD 2): yeah, already done. That should be the last of him. Don’t know why I expected that situation to turn out differently.

FROM: [email protected]

TO: [email protected]

Subject: Debrief – valley week

Jules,

As discussed, attached is current info for my old webmaster service from when I had to run my own fansite. Decent price and decent vendor system. Can only be an improvement on what you have now. That is not an insult, but I know it sounds like one. Stay with me.

[link] [link] [link]

And above, the top three most trafficked boards I’ve found following my own career and the rubber valley gang. We’ve caused quite a stir already and its only July 15th. I wouldn’t count on this causing an uptick in your business, but I think you know that. The standard gentleman at home spending twenty bucks a month for guaranteed links to a woman being fucked inside out while wearing a sensory deprivation hood simply doesn’t translate him to spending 100-200 dollars, contacting a seller, taking measurements, and going through the effort to order he and his special girly the hood itself. But I know you believe you’ve chosen your life the same way I believe I’ve chosen my life and won’t whine. I will say, if your ego is bruised, that your clothes are wonderful. They feel maybe half like death. I’ll wear them again and again.

On a funnier note: I have accounts myself on all the above message boards and post semi-regularly. It might amuse you to do the same thing, but you need to be careful regarding your identity. Feedback from viewers is never relevant, but it needs to be pure (don’t ask me why – my brains are fucked out). I won’t tell you who I am, and you won’t tell me who you are. Maybe we’ll find each other.

I wouldn’t tell your Cathy, since some sensitive (if inaccurate) information is flying around. Your instinct towards privacy, while cute and old fashioned, is an apt instinct. Looks like the good people of Chicago can’t keep their fucking mouths shut. Will you be able to find a straight job if your work now goes up like a dead dog’s gut? Don’t despair. Your nice long cock dropped so well down my throat while your Cathy beat my clit with the edge of your belt (nice touch – whose idea was that?) so while you might not get another chance to perch in a lifeguard’s throne, you might very well have a future in film. You’re vigorous, discrete, disciplined, clean, and a cutie-pie. Have your Cathy make some films of you alone or you two together. It’ll excite her, so you have no choice but to be excited yourself. You’re excited reading this. You believe you chose this.

Anyway – Cathy! Don’t be insulted on her behalf. I loved playing with you both. She’s kind and a lot of fun, which are virtues I still let myself appreciate in others. Let her know I appreciate how she let me use you. She’s a good girl and has a good future in store, especially with her personal valet running her life. Pick her outfits, pick her makeup, pick her clients, pick her laundry soap – is it already like that? I want to be buried alive, but you want to be buried in chores. Please dream big, Jules.

Rubber valley is where I have the most fun out of all the shoots I have in a year, but I really was lucky that you two showed up. Poor old Merrick Marvel (not even that old – colon cancer). But out with him and in with you. I enjoyed our river talk and I felt very safe in the car with you at the wheel, though I know I tormented you a little (but I’m pretty sure Cathy helped you out later with that – will you write back to me what she did to you, and if she let you come?) At one point you were with Ivan in the garage, and I tried to have a little talk with her about oblivion, but she either understood my point and got scared, or simply didn’t understand. It’s unfortunate, kind of soul-sucking, how our dominant “loved ones” transform into necessary evils. Adjust the tube. Grasp the handle. Move the thigh. Use the vocal cord to form the order. But what do they know? I never knew how to explain.

I’ve attached some personal pictures of me. I like knowing that you have them. I won’t contact you again except under strict business purposes, so let me sum up. Serve Cathy well. Don’t let her get bullied. Flourish creatively. Keep that belt. Fuck as often as your body commands you to fuck (if I suspect that sometimes your body is Cathy’s body by proxy, then this number will double, perhaps triple, but the choice is out of your hands because she owns your cock). You have a lot of growing up to do. Don’t despair. More to come.

We won’t see each other soon, but we’ll see each other again. Ciao!

I expect improvements.

XOXOXOXOXOXOX

Lydia S

#SAFEWORLD #unto itself but also sneak peek at rubber valley sequence #inspired solely by all the fetishwear providers on etsy that exist #Jules being relentlessly sexually harassed on the internet: this is normal and doesn't bother me. guess im built different

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seitjun · 5 years

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dangerous night

freewood // 6400+ words // fahc au

description: The fears of being in love with a criminal like the Vagabond become apparent, and Gavin is left to face the music. Sometimes, all it takes is the world to tell you that you've had it too good for too long for your life to change drastically.

notes: this contains physical and some psychological torture! not explicit but not vague descriptions either, so this is a darker fic compared to rest of the series despite the good end. this was me practicing darker, angstier writing; it's no worries if this isn't your cup of tea! take care of yourselves <3. otherwise, onwards, and song inspo is dangerous night by thirty seconds to mars.

this fic is also posted on ao3 (link)!

Things come to a head on Tuesday.

They’ve been living too-busy weeks for the last month or so, barely managing to sneak in phone calls and text messages — between multiple projects on Gavin’s end and more dangerous heists on Ryan’s, there’s little time for much else besides work and mutual yearning.

“I promise, Ry, I’ll call you when I get home. A shoot’s running late after a wank deleted important footage last week,” Gavin complains. He leans against a wall near a corner, far away from any prying eyes or eavesdropping ears of his coworkers. He feels too on edge to deal with anyone on set, already hating the idea of working overtime for an idiot’s mistake. “No, don’t kill him, as much as I appreciate the thought. They’d suspect me anyway, if you did do that.”

“Not with me killing him. I’m good at clean kills and planting false evidence, so that wouldn’t be a worry. But if you’ll be okay handling him…”

A puff of laughter escapes Gavin at hearing Ryan sound so blase about his criminal skills. If he were a saner man, he’d be concerned for himself and the criminal he associated himself with; instead, it’s an amusing and comforting sentiment from Ryan. Lovely Ryan who’s very much one of the most murderous men to walk Los Santos but also the sweetest boyfriend that Gavin’s had the chance to date.

“I’d still be interviewed about him anyway, plus it’d be less work to re-shoot the footage than be a murder suspect,” Gavin reasons, playing with a loose string from his shirt. He frowns. “The bloke’s been chewed out anyway from what I heard walking by the main office. Might’ve been let go early after that.”

“If he’s not careful, he might let go of his life early too.”

Gavin giggles, hiding his mouth behind his hand. “Ry, please, it’s fine. He’s got what he deserved, and it’ll teach him to be reckless about files next time. ‘s annoying to do overtime, but can’t do much about it now.”

He hears an incoherent grumble from Ryan, barely snatching a few words like ‘revenge’ and ‘fucking idiot’. Despite the context, Gavin’s heart grows fonder of the man on the other side of the line, putting up with mundane complaints and willing to help in his own odd, illegal way. It makes the situation a little less dreary feeling.

“Alright, break’s over, everyone! Let’s finish up this last scene to shoot, then we can finally head home for the night!” A booming voice exclaims, just as tired and irritated as the rest of them, and there's a sudden flurry of activity. There’s skittering steps, clamoring cameraman, and a rebuilt set for the current scene. “Let’s get this shit done!”

“Gotta go now?”

Gavin groans softly, pushing himself off the wall as a wave of disgruntled assent follows the supervisor’s words. “You heard that, huh? I just hope we finish up in an hour or two, maybe get back to the apartment before one for once.” His eyes dart to the supervisor, and he watches the lady start her rounds to check on everyone’s position. “I have to hurry, or else I’ll be like the other guy.”

“Alright, just be careful on your way home. If you don’t pass out the moment you get home, phone me or shoot me a text at least, dear.”

Ryan’s voice is soft, nothing like his voice before when he’d been threatening the incompetent guy, and there’s an obvious fondness dripping from the petname. It makes something lodge in Gavin’s throat, all the words and affection he has for the man stuck there, while his heart beats like a jackhammer against his chest.

“I promise,” he swears. His hand tightens on the phone as if it’d stop him from ending the call. “You have full permission to break into my house if I don’t call or answer, but don't stay up too late for me, okay?”

Ryan chuckles, low and sweet, and Gavin wishes he could spend the night like this. But the grumbling of his coworkers and the imminent rage of his supervisor warns him otherwise, pushes him to murmur, “G’night, Ry.”

He ends the call there, resists the urge to stay on even longer, but it’s another minute until he can stop staring at the phone, chest feeling a little more hollow than before — it’s been far too long since their last date. It takes another booming warning for his feet to rush towards his spot, flitting between exhausted coworkers and an irritated supervisor. Even when he’s finishing the set-up of the camera, all muscle memory by now, he finds himself thinking of Ryan.

He doesn’t know how he managed to get attention from someone like him, but Gavin is grateful for it. He’s done fine all his life without a partner by his side, and even after dating Ryan, Gavin’s still an individual who can live his separate life; they’re not dependent on each other. It’d just be nice to get a break though, spend a day with Ryan again before their busy lives overtake them again.

He misses Ryan an awful lot.

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[to love <3]:

on my way home, call you soon.

The reshoot of the footage ends at midnight, which is leagues better than the shoot ending at one am.

Gavin had been one of the last to remain, making sure all of the files were saved properly and creating backups, but he manages to clock out at a decent twelve thirty. He’d rather take the extra thirty minutes rather than another night of overtime and bringing down the rest of his coworkers with him; they’re all overworked and tired in this business, and it’s one less thing to worry about tonight.

Clocked out, Gavin waits under by the doorway of the stage five building where the closest, working lamppost on the grounds is. He scrolls through social feeds, eyes-half lidded and thumb slow; his back is aching with his heavy backpack, energy completely drained, and his brain is lagging behind in processing anything. He barely scrounges up the energy to tuck closer into his jacket against a sudden wind sweeping by, the September chill greeting him.

10 minutes away , his rideshare app informed him when he placed the request. An uncomfortably long wait at past midnight in Los Santos; it was the downfall of being in this field, having to work in big studios out of the city’s way.

He shifts his backpack to the side, pulling out a small stress ball before adjusting his bag again. 6 minutes isn’t much in the grand scheme of things, but every minute outside is nerve wracking, and it’s better for Gavin to squeeze a stress ball than use his nails to scratch his fingertips. Last time he went without a stress ball, the skin of his fingertips were shredded and sensitive. It’s an ugly memory, so he tries to focus on the ball, not his precarious situation or anything else.

It doesn’t work for long.

“Hey, uh, excuse me! Mister? Hellooo ?”

Gavin jerks in surprise at the sudden appearance of a person beside him, squeezing the stress ball too hard. He turns to see the person trying to converse with him, but his body stills as he finally realizes who it is in their embarrassed, awkward stature; memories of the harsh yelling and angry coworkers from today play in his mind, a man creeping out of the set with his tail between his legs.

“U-Uh...hello?”

The guy perks up at Gavin’s acknowledgement albeit its hesitant tone. “Hey, I...didn’t think you’d reply honestly, but this is a nice surprise,” he beams, bright and open, and its vivaciousness in the late night unsettles Gavin. “I’m Adam! But, uh, maybe you knew that already…”

“I didn’t want to come off as rude,” he mumbles; he doesn’t mention how he didn’t know Adam’s name before. “‘m Gavin.”

He returns to squeezing the stress ball, trying his damndest to not fidget so obviously in front of the man. He’s not afraid of the stranger per se, but the situation is odd , and something nervous bubbles in his stomach; everything in Los Santos is more dangerous at night, and there’s alarm rising slowly to the surface in his mind.

A quick check of his phone yields a notification update: 5 minutes away .

Adam laughs before slapping Gavin’s back out of some misplaced camaraderie. Gavin winces. “No worries, Gavin! I wouldn’t blame you if you had anyway, after what I did back there.” His smile drops slightly, and his next words are a little somber, “Made a lot of extra work for everyone on the project. I know you’re one of the higher ups in charge of cameras and slow motion filming, so...I wanted to apologize for what I did, being reckless.”

And Gavin — he blinks, taken aback. He had expected something awful to happen — like a surprise mugging — but certainly not an apology, one that seemed so genuine too. He’s not the best at reading people, but the way Adam shifts awkwardly as he waits for a reply and the odd, hopeful glint in his eyes with every sneaked glance — it looks real, like he’s truly remorseful for what he’s done.

“It wasn’t good what you did, not very professional,” he starts, his tone stern like his parents’ during his rowdy childhood. He’s always been soft at heart, Ryan as proof of it, and he knows he’s forgiven the man already, but it doesn’t hurt to include a lesson. “We managed to save the re-shooting and back up the files from today at least. Be careful with your files next time, this incident could lock you out of future jobs.”

“I know, it was dumb of me! I promise I’ll be a lot more careful in future jobs! Well...if I can find them after this.” Adam gives a self-deprecating laugh, scratching the back of his head. It looks like the gravity of his mistake finally dawned on him.

“Good luck with that.” Gavin nods as he gives one last, polite smile. He peers down at his phone, sighing in relief when the tracker read 1 minute away . “I’ll have to head off soon, my ride is a minute away,” he informs the man. A quick heads-up that Gavin’s about to be away from the admittedly sketchy but kind stranger. That as polite as he’s been, Gavin still wants to be far away.

Adam waves a hand affably and unbothered, grinning. “No worries, it’s late, and I’d wanna get home soon too! I wouldn’t even have stayed this long if I didn’t have anything to do here still.”

Gavin hums mindlessly until he realizes why the stranger had to stay back. He freezes; the man had been ejected early in the shoot today, revoked of any responsibilities when the missing files had been stumbled on, and been given an order to leave the entire shoot. As little as Gavin knows about the situation, the man shouldn’t have been here still.

And that — that’s sketchy.

All of Gavin’s instincts fire up, and he gives a forced laugh as he takes a step back. The red flags from before are waving wildly now, no way to ignore them, and warnings are blaring in his head like announcements over the intercom. He’s not safe.

He’s not safe at all.

Not when Adam’s eyes suddenly narrow, relieved grin from before morphing into something more malicious. Not when Adam is matching every step of Gavin’s to keep the distance close between them. Not when Adam is lifting his fist and aiming it towards Gavin’s face, much too quick for Gavin to shield himself from.

Pain blooms across his right cheek, all the way up to his temple and jaw. His eyesight shifts out of focus, startled by the hit, and his brain is still reeling at the new turn of events; he doesn’t even process the next punch that lands on his left cheek, a knee digging straight into his stomach before he collapses forwards in a ball. All he can process is the sharp slide across the rough concrete, the sting of his forehead landing on the hard surface.

He’s dazed right when a black car skids by, thrown into the trunk haphazardly, and the back of his head thumps harshly against something metal. Groaning, all Gavin can do is think about just how close he was in evading this situation.

( 0 minutes away .)

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Gavin’s lived a good portion of his life in Los Santos already. He’s got almost a decade of experience, actually.

He’s gotten a feel on how to live in a city as filthy and underhanded as Los Santos — from avoiding contact with certain people to minding his own business for the most part, he makes the smallest ripple he can in the pond. No need to bring extra attention to himself with the types of people lingering in the city. He’s figured out how to make a life here as safe as he could, formed out of theories and trials from the last near decade.

Meeting the Vagabond had screwed that entire safety net up. Falling in love with Ryan had burned the netting completely, with nothing left to salvage and lapping quickly at the foundations of his life here. He’s been left to dangle over a pit of what ifs, worst case scenarios, and bare contingency plans, only held up by Ryan’s grounding presence and the all-consuming desire to be by Ryan’s side. A belief in Ryan being there for him when Gavin needs him, like Gavin is for Ryan.

The fear of it all, or what little of it he could feel nowadays, doesn’t lessen the affection he has for the criminal. He had understood the danger, and if anything, a part of him had welcomed it; nowadays, being able to love Ryan, all the civilian and criminalistic parts of him, is more than enough reward for the new danger Gavin had placed himself in.

Gavin’s made his peace with it. Had done it months ago, on a couch and an apartment away when falling in love with Ryan had been an inevitable outcome. Gavin’s rationalized it over and over again, and he’s calm about it, but it didn’t feel so real until he’s face-to-face with the consequences.

The consequences feel much like a bucket of freezing cold water dumped over Gavin for the third time already, leaving him to tremble in his drenched clothes. There’s a draft somewhere near him, wind sneaking through to brush over him and chilling him to the core; the sharp tang of ocean spray, the deafening crash crash crash of the waves remind him how far he is from help.

“I won’t lie, didn’t think you’d even make it this far. Sure it’s just water, but it’d be a real damn shame to go out ‘cus of the fuckin’ cold,” a voice chuckles. “I’ve met bitches weaker.”

Gavin flinches as a hand slides through his hair and yanks his head back, a sting washing over his scalp at the harsh grip and digging nails. His back is arched unnaturally, almost grotesquely, with how the hand pulls him, and he whimpers in pain, shutting his eyes tight. He squirms uncomfortably, but his rope-bound wrists and ankles argue against him.

“Now, now, don’t be like that. Open up and look at me, Gav, otherwise I’ll have to make you. Don’t make me tell you again.”

It takes another rough tug at his hair until Gavin forces his eyes open, watery with unspilled tears and poured saltwater. He peers up at the man — Adam , he reminds himself — leering over him, this stranger who faked his way into Gavin’s good graces for a fleeting moment — just enough to distract him from how horrible the city’s people could be at times. Polite, little Gavin who hates being rude and making a fuss, being played a fiddle with no shame.

Beneath the pain and gut-wrenching fear, hurt is simmering. It can’t help but make itself known as he bares his teeth, as tiny as it is, and snarl a quiet threat. He must’ve looked less intimidating than a cat, but it must have been enough insolence for his kidnapper.

Adam looms over him with disappointed clicks his tongue. His face twists into an ugly expression as he releases Gavin, only to slap him across the face, and the sharp smack! echoes in the lonely structure. “I suggest you don’t give me an attitude. I’ve been kind to you with mild punishments, taking it slow and steady ‘stead of jumping into the real toys.”

A raging fire blooms across the spread of reddening skin, and the buzzing skin makes Gavin’s mind dizzy. Makes him squint his teary eyes and turn his brain fuzzy as he tries to force himself to ride out the pain; he’s never had a good pain tolerance, and he can feel it kicking his ass now.

“Now, c’mon, you just gotta tell me what I wanna hear, buddy,” Adam croons, softly and maliciously kind. His touch is gentle now as it combs through Gavin’s hair, and Gavin isn’t sure which is more terrifying — the obvious violence or the sweet trickery, the quick switch between the two. “I know you’ve been with the Vagabond for a while now, it’s hard to miss him always visiting the same place if you know what to look for. Both of you were horrible at keeping this a secret.”

“We...we weren’t trying,” Gavin mumbles through chattering teeth. With a loud yowl, the ocean winds slam against the building, and a chill is starting to seep into Gavin’s bones. He shivers, hunching over himself as best he can.

The man cocks a brow. “You’re kidding me. You two, a famous criminal and a clean civilian, didn’t try to hide it?” He scoffs, and he shoves Gavin’s head away and loses his hold. “Are you two absolute morons? Or did the Vagabond overestimate himself, his reputation? Did he think he could protect you just by name?”

Gavin shudders. A cold heaviness, his clothes and something else he can’t place, is settling over his body as he mumbles in a tone colored with hurt, “We just wanted to be together. Nothing more.”

“Idiotic.” Adam sneers, looking almost disgusted by the sentiment. He levels a calculating look towards Gavin, and its empty, soulless nature pierces through Gavin; makes him feel less than human, nothing more than an object in the way. “I’m afraid that it was never in your cards to have anything like that. You forfeited normalcy and peace the moment you associated with the Vagabond. Forfeited safety .”

He rolls his shoulders as he paces around Gavin, each step a gentle thud on the rank floor. With a silent flick, quick and precise, the man unsheathes a knife and presses it against Gavin’s throat. Lets the cool blade raise prickly goosebumps on tanned flesh, the sharp edge whispering reminders of what it could do, and the grip on the back on Gavin’s neck pinning him down.

“This doesn’t change my plan. Don’t take it personally, though. We wanted the Vagabond, you were just the perfect bait,” the man whistles. “Blame your boyfriend for being kidnapped. Shoulda’ covered his tracks better, shouldn’t have thought you could be together with no consequences.”

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Knife wounds hurt like a bitch.

That’s the first thing Gavin learns. He’s had little experience to go off on when comparing how painful things are, but he can say without a doubt that getting slashed and stabbed is up there on the scale. He wants to say that it’ll be the most painful thing on the scale, but the rising irritation of the man, a subdued force building beneath his skin as he scowls — it feels like a terrible premonition of Gavin's future.

Suddenly, all those jokes of stubbing his pinky toe against furniture being the worst aren’t funny anymore.

“Look, I didn’t wanna do any of this to you. Even tried being nice, going easy on the torture—” And Gavin’s wounds protest loudly to that. “—for a civilian just caught up in the criminal’s wildness. It happens, we know, the thrill of it all is tempting. But you’re actin’ like a horrid bitch now, y’know.”

Adam plunges his knife into the soft flesh of his thigh, dull edges leaving a trail of burning destruction as it sinks deeper in. He looks almost bored, despite the venom in his voice and the rage behind his eyes, as he makes eye contact with Gavin. Twists the knife as he does so, and Gavin screams in pain, throat dry and hoarse from the previous wounds.

“You wouldn’t have all these wounds on you if you just told me what you knew about the Vagabond,” the man croons. “Are you actually going to keep quiet and take all this torture for a criminal? This is mild, y’know, and it’d be a shame to permanently harm you for a criminal who doesn’t even love you, and you don’t love.”

At that, Gavin makes a choked noise. His eyes are watery, barely able to see Adam through narrowed eyes, as anger and pain and fear flash across his face. His thigh twitches out of reflex from the pain, but it only works up the shredded muscles more. “No…”

Adam perks up, and the building rage from before is replaced. A sly grin on his lips and eyes shining with glee, he crows, “Oh? Don’t tell me you actually love the Vagabond? He’s a man-turned-monster, heartless and merciless. Did you know that he’s got a reputation for being cruel, known for being a masterclass in torture and assassination?”

Gavin whimpers as the man drags the knife out, tries not to let his body jolt as the cool but wet blade grazes over another knife wound. He wonders how much of his skin had been turned to blood trails, if his skin became more red instead of tan — less of a human, more of a brutalized half-corpse. He refuses to look down and see.

“Whatever you think of him,” Adam continues, “he’s got you fooled. You don’t even know the half of it about the Vagabond, and I’m more than willing to bet that he doesn’t love you. Shame on you, really, on that life choice.”

And Gavin can’t suppress the tears anymore.

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Adam is unfortunately smart.

Each visit from him onwards becomes more and more like psychological warfare. He still has a weapon on him, something to inflict wounds to drive the point of his words home, and it’s escalated as much as his methods have.

Gavin hisses as Adam pushes the butt end of a lit cigarette against his palms, all his thrashing for nothing compared to the tight knots that tie him down. All he can do is catch a glimpse of his torturer from his peripherals, hoarse pleads of mercy and half-incoherent cries escaping his tongue to no avail.

“I wouldn’t have had to resort to this if you just tell me what I want,” Adam says. He repeats the message as if it’d convince Gavin by the fiftieth iteration. “Tell me what you know about the Vagabond, all the gritty, personal details, and I’ll let you go happily.”

Gavin’s shoulders slump in brief relief as the man lets up on the burn mark, even as the man takes his chin between his fingers to tilt it up. Makes their eyes meet, one pair lighting up in pain and the other patiently smug. Gavin can’t keep it up for long before his eyes are falling shut, and he squeezes them close tight; his head is spinning, the pain catching up past the waves of adrenaline.

“I…”

“What is it? Just tell me, and I won’t hurt you anymore,” the man presses. “You won’t have to be hurt for your selfish, little boyfriend. After all, I don’t see any sign of him coming, and that says a lot about how highly he thinks of you, doesn’t it? Why are you still holding onto hope for someone who frankly doesn’t care for you?”

Gavin shakes his head furiously, trying his best to shake off the words that the snake of a man is murmuring to him. His hands are trembling with the searing burn and the barely there hope for Ryan to find him, for Ryan to swoop in and prove the man’s every single word wrong. For Ryan to save him before he gives in to those awful, insecure thoughts and the bubbling misery inside him.

God, he hopes .

“The Vagabond may be your lover, but he’s lying to you. Whatever you may think of him, he’s only playing you,” the man drones on. He flicks cigarette ash across Gavin’s face, runs a thumb over the grain. “Consorting with criminals is dangerous, you must’ve known. But did Vagabond ever tell you the truths of his past, the type of people after him?”

Gavin doesn’t answer. Can’t really, with how his throat feels dry, a lump stuck there with no way to swallow it down.

“No? I’m unsurprised. After all, the Vagabond had a horrible past. Ruthless, sadistic mercenary who wanted the thrill of it all. It didn’t matter who got hurt to him, families or friends, as long as he got his kill and his payment,” he scowls. He looks away from Gavin, eyes pinpointed on something in the distance and a cold, sharp anger forming in his gaze. “So much of a monster, we all called him Malicious . The terror of the South, until one day...he just disappeared.

“But those sorts of things, you can’t just run away from them. They’ll follow you until you suffer the consequences, chase you down until you trip up, and have you questioning every single movement of yours. Will it be the move that finally gets you killed?”

Gavin is sobbing softly now, head down as he tries to hide away from the man; from the horrid words that paint a dark picture in his mind, slowly cracking at the memories he has of Ryan. It’s an awful, awful corruption.

The man shakes himself out of his stupor, snorting at Gavin crying and looking pitifully small. “He made a wrong move, after years of playing the game perfectly,” he says carelessly. “I’m afraid that wrong move was you.”

There’s another sharp flash of heat, against his shoulders instead now, and Gavin screams. It stays pressed and pressed and pressed longer than before, burning his skin, and the scent of it is acrid. His muscles flex and tense, his body trying to pull away even as rope digs into his wrists, as fear and anxiety claws itself into Gavin, makes a home in his frazzled brain. The pain is blinding now, seeping into his mind with flashes of white and a headache forming and just—

Gavin can’t handle it anymore. He faints.

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He wakes here and there. Sometimes it’s of his own volition, other times it’s to a swift punch to his face. At least the water is done for now, even if he’s just as cold and probably sick now.

His body is exhausted beyond belief still, and each moment of consciousness is brief. It’s just enough to register how much his body is hurting, the sloppy bandages feeling like hell as it brushes against his injuries and the taste of blood prominent on his tongue. Just enough for Adam to question him again and for Gavin to mumble a denial.

Gavin wonders, for the nth time since he’s been taken, if Ryan is looking for him. Wonders if Ryan is even aware of his disappearance and the hell he’s going through, if he’ll actually save him. And the ugliest part of himself wonders if what the man said is true, if he really should be putting up with all this torture for an unknown factor.

He can’t give it much thought past that, not when his brain is shutting down and trying so hard to rest for whatever else lies in his future. He gives in easily.

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There is a rescue for him, 4 hours past his kidnapping and right when Gavin’s given up on himself.

He doesn’t know this yet. Doesn’t dare get his hopes up at all, as low as it is, and the situation he’s in. Not when he’s woken up by the loud gunshots that echo nearby, just outside of the warehouse, and it has him startled for a moment; maybe the man had deemed him far too stubborn, far too useless for his situation, decided that it was Gavin’s time now. There had been no sign of the man near him when the shots fired, but maybe it was a dramatic build-up — one last effort to play with him.

He takes the thought of his execution with less panic than he thought, calming himself down after the initial flurry of emotions. Maybe it’s his usual nature coming back to him, body adjusting to grow detached from the fear he experienced today, or maybe it’s his own way of beating the man at his game, to not care anymore. He didn’t know.

What he does know is that he’s awake, but his eyes are shut as he hangs his head down. Past the ringing in his ears, he hears the thudding of multiple footsteps grow louder and louder, and he waits for the verdict on his life. Hears the door slam open, metal clanging against the wall, and wonders briefly if it’ll be delivered by bullet or by blade.

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Los Santos is not a kind city. Gavin’s known that for a long time now; only fools would believe in that sentiment, and fools never last long in the city.

But when he wakes up again, unbound and in Ryan’s arms this time, the belief falters for a flicker of a moment. The way he’s held by Ryan, an imposing but warm figure at his back with broad arms wrapped tight around his chest, how a body that has killed before cradles him sweetly as if afraid of its strength — it is kind. It makes Gavin remember that even in the darkest eras, there’s good to be found amidst the agony.

His mouth is dry, and his tongue is heavy, feeling out of place. Upon opening his eyes, slightly squinted in pain from keeping them shut for so long, he sees the passing streaks of light from lamp posts and the occasional vehicle — he’s a car then. He hears the low volume of the radio, but the words don’t make sense; the music feels like television snow in his head, incomprehensible and fuzzy.

“Gavin?”

And as much as music is fuzzy, that voice isn’t. This voice is important , his brain tells him, and therefore can’t be forgotten, should not be forgotten. So he doesn’t, and it’s with more energy than it should take that Gavin finds the words to say.

“Hi, love,” Gavin croaks out with a soft smile, wincing when it tugs at the split lip and pulling at his bruised cheek. He must look like a right mess, but all he can feel is a heady relief; Ryan is here, close to him and holding on tightly. “You look absolutely minging,” he says.

His thumb brushes under Ryan’s eyes, where heavy eyebags reside. In their months of being together and Ryan’s murmurings of his insomnia, Gavin’s never seen them so prominent, never seen Ryan so exhausted. His shoulders are sagging down, his eyes bloodshot, and every faint line makes Ryan look aged.

His hand drops down, already tired from exerting that much energy in a simple action. “What happened to you, Ry?”

“Gavin, darling,” Ryan whispers, a quiet mortification bleeding through. Large, calloused hands cup his cheek with a touch lighter than air; it’s a gentle touch, afraid of damaging Gavin more than the other man had. “What did they do to you ?”

Gavin’s brows furrow. After the exhausting series of events he’s gone through, his brain can’t process much and of what it can, it’s not very fast. He remembers, though, the one man that had taken him and hurt him; there had been no one else there. Adam.

But all he voices out is: “They?”

Ryan gives a small, slow nod. He looks...concerned, but whether it’s the confusion evident on Gavin’s face or the wounds evident everywhere else on him, Gavin doesn’t know. “There was a group of them there. But most of them were sitting around near the front of the place in a black car,” he explains. “It doesn’t matter though. Not anymore, when they’re already dead and about to rot in the ground. They already paid for what they did to you.”

Gavin mulls over Ryan’s words, a frown creeping on his lips. He can’t help but echo the words from before, how the man murmured images of Ryan from a lifetime ago — true or false, it seeps into every memory and fact he has on his lover, and Gavin’s struggling to find where the truth begins, where the lie ends. They blend into something muddy and incoherent, a failed painting of a portrait, and it makes Gavin’s head hurt more than it already has.

He shakes his head, an automatic response to rid the thoughts away, but he groans at the sudden motion. Eyes falling shut, his hand twitches with the urge to cover them, but he doesn’t. He can’t , more like.

“Gavin, darling, are you alright?”

Ryan’s voice is a timid whisper, so quiet and small; Gavin doesn’t like it at all. Doesn’t like that it’s him who put those emotions on Ryan’s face in the first place, that he’s responsible for the worry and fear instilled in this criminal who’s taken things so much worse than this — yet this is the breaking point.

But Gavin doesn’t voice those thoughts. He refuses to let Ryan see just how split open and carved up he is from the torture, the words and the wounds, and the raw sensitivity that overwhelms him. He refuses to let Ryan feel worse at his insecure thoughts, to let him know just how much the man had won even in his grave.

Gavin slowly cracks one eye open again, a weak and wavering smile on his face; the split lip is more of an inconvenience than he thought. “Can’t handle much,” he rasps, hopes it’s enough for Ryan to understand. The screaming and crying had taken all of his voice.

And it is enough, Gavin finds out, when Ryan grows more devastated. His hands are trembling as they cup Gavin’s cheeks, and his eyes are anguished in a way that Gavin’s never seen before — not on Ryan, not on anyone else. There’s a choked noise that escapes Ryan, and Gavin can feel guilt swallowing him up.

“Love,” he calls out, near inaudible. It’s enough to capture Ryan’s attention anyway, for his lover to sniffle quietly and brush his shaky thumb over his purpling cheekbones, his broken nose bridge. He makes eye contact with Ryan, puts as much reassurance and confidence he doesn’t feel into his gaze. “I’ll be okay.”

Somehow, Ryan becomes shakier, and the choked sob from before is a soft, teary whimper. The big, bad Vagabond, in all his painted glory and infamous reputation, is reduced to a human like the rest of them.

Despite unshed tears, Ryan voices out, “You will, and I’ll make damn sure of it. I should’ve been more careful, should’ve known that things would have caught up, and you’d be stuck in the middle of it.” His voice is tight, sounding more pained with each word that slips out. “I never meant for this to happen, I thought we would’ve been safe. I’m so sorry, I promise I’ll help you through this, but afterwards...if you don’t want me, I can leave forever. I can move across the country if it means you’re safe.”

And if Gavin could, he would laugh softly, the type of laughter saved for bitter moments when he doesn't know what to say. He just knows he’s hurting, and the moment is too painful, so he deflects, because it’s easier than handling the issue head-on.

But this is Ryan who looks so genuine in his words, Ryan who Gavin can trust to not hurt him like Adam had with his apologies. Who’s willing to put away his happiness if it meant Gavin was safe and could find his own happiness separate from Ryan’s. This is Ryan who is sweet and gentle, still holding onto Gavin kindly.

As ruthless as Los Santos is, a hurricane of a city wreaking destruction on whatever it touches, Ryan is the calm safety in the middle. Gavin can’t give him up so easily.

“No,” he murmurs, fingers twitching with the urge to hold Ryan’s hand. “Stay with me. I’ll be okay,” Gavin says. Still quiet, still weak — but a little more stubborn. “ We’ll be okay.”

It sounds much more hopeful and bright, a welcome thought against the dark descent Gavin’s mind had fallen to and the swirling pool of emotions that encompasses Ryan. We . Like a promise of sticking together through thick and thin, if Gavin had been a romantic, the situation less despairing, he’d say it’s almost like a vow in sickness and in health.

“We’ll be okay,” he repeats when he sees the flickering doubt in Ryan’s eyes, the way his throat jumps at a hesitant swallow. His eyes are fiery, and if he can’t express it outwardly, he knows in his soul that he means his words. It’s still not confidence or reassurance, but a belief in them.

It leaves Ryan silent for a moment, and Gavin can see the cogs rumbling in his head until Ryan mumbles, “I…okay. Us, this is an ‘us’ thing.” He leans his head forward, pressing their foreheads together and ignoring the running the paint; it’s comforting the way their noses graze, eyelashes fluttering against cheeks, and the shared space where their breath intertwined. “Us.”

Gavin closes his eyes shut, plays trust fall with Ryan and lets himself savor this moment of relief. His entire body stings and aches, mind littered with deeper wounds he can’t bring himself to face right now but can’t run away from without consequences. He’ll have to address the new insecurities clawing at his core, new scars he can’t hide so easily, and this atmosphere of guilt that hangs over both their heads, but he’s tired. They’re tired.

For now — being alive, being here with Ryan is enough. It’s okay. They’ll be okay.

“Us,” Gavin whispers in return, in full-hearted agreement.

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REPLIES i like writing about 2 paragraphs per reply best . longer threads usually intimidate me , and while i’m definitely not incapable of writing a lengthy reply , i just really need to sit down for those . i tend to put them off for that reason . anything shorter , well ---- i usually end up writing more anyway . i try to match my partner’s reply , but i usually end up writing more than my partner rather than less . i do have to say , i care a bit about matching reply lengths , though i’m flexible if it’s just a bit more or less --- any real big differences tend to put me off , though . but in the end , what i care about most is that i’m given something to work with .

STARTERS i don’t really mind writing them , however i’ve been scared off a bit from doing starter calls , since a lot of times starters just never get replied to . can’t really blame anyone , since i have failed to reply to a bunch as well , but it’s still just . . . discouraging . whenever i do starter calls though , i really put a lot of effort into trying to make them stand out , be something that isn’t boring , cliche or overused . if anyone ever doesn’t like the starter i wrote or can’t work with it , i 100% encourage them to let me know ! i don’t mind at all , as long as you let me know what is wrong with them , and what you’d like / need instead .

INBOX i love asks ! please send them !! currently , i have a few unanswered asks in my inbox , that are keeping me from reblogging more prompts . i hate having my asks pile up , because i know a lot of the time i end up not getting to them & just deleting them , and i’m super afraid to discourage people from interacting with me any further . truth be told , though , it’s rare for me to reply to all asks i get from an ic / headcanon prompt , especially if i get more than 3 . please please don’t let that discourage you , though . i want to interact with you all so badly , i just keep biting off more than i can chew when it comes to asks , & i never learn mdfmfdm

SELECTIVITY if we are not mutuals , do not try to initiate ic contact . i’m a bit selective , & mutuals only . though i haven’t had a lot of incidents as of late , it really doesn’t work in my non - mutuals’ favour to like starter calls if we are not mutuals . it ticks me off ! anyway , my selectivity is based on how much ic posts there are ( if i have to scroll for days and still find nothing , count me out ) , whether i’m familiar with the fandom ( though i sometimes do follow blogs from franchises i don’t know anything about ) , and just the general content of your blog .

WISHLIST uhHH EVERYTHING . i’d love some more sexual / romantic relationships for ames , but i’d also really like some ! antagonistic kind of relationships ! just . two people not liking each other . also , exes . please . i have a wishlist tag too that i encourage you to look for on my blog !! if there’s anything on my wishlist you like as well , please please please approach me about it ! you have full permission to ! i’d love to interact with my mutuals & obviously i’d love to do anything on my ( or our ) wishlist !

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kpopwishes · 7 years

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Internet Crush >.<; part 3

Hello, I just want to give a little warning.

This fanfic is nsfw and 18+ because it’s a little graphic if you know what I mean ;)

Anyways if you’re okay with that then you can keep going 💞

I love this series and I hope you guys love it too :)

You took a shower and brushed your teeth and got ready for bed. And then you waited. Waited for Namjoon to call you.

After a few hours, your phone started to ring.

(801)-563-7396

Decline Accept

Your finger hovered above the accept button. You started sweating, you’ve never been this nervous calling a guy before.

You finally clicked accept on the fifth ring and brought the phone up towards your ear.

“Hello?” You said in a whisper. There was complete silence for a few seconds, you thought he hung up on you because he was as nervous as you were.

All of a sudden a deep raspy voice comes through the phone, “How dare you.”

Your eyes widened and you felt yourself getting wet against your panties.

You gulped and answered, “W-what?”

“You know exactly what you did baby.” He let out an annoyed huff and said, “Have you really forgotten what you did.”

“I-I know I’m sorry daddy.” You actually felt bad, you hated being scolded and he just sounded so serious, you thought you were about to cry.

“Fuck, that name. I didn’t even know I was into that holy shit.” He took in a sharp breath and exhaled in short shaky breaths.

“Now don’t you want Daddy to feel good?” He spoke in almost a growl.

You shook your head but then realized he couldn’t see you so you said, “Yes, daddy. I want to be your good girl.”

“Good girl. Now you’ll have to obey daddy tonight okay?” He said.

“Yes daddy whatever you say.” Those words were a moan leaving your lips.

“Great. Now daddy wants you to take off everything except for your panties and bra. After you do that,- Oh princess do you have a toy?” He asked you.

“U-um Yes, I have plenty actually, why?” You said while taking off your shorts and bra.

“Ok now, take out the toy that feels the best against your pretty pussy, take a picture of it and send it to me, so I know you’re obeying daddy really well.” He said while panting a little, you could tell he was jacking himself off.

You opened the camera and snapped a picture of your favorite vibrator. You had trouble picking one so you sent him a variety.

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message sent

You sent him the message and then said, “I don’t know which one to pick daddy. Pick for me please?”

“Fuck they suit you so well.” He moaned a little and then managed to grunt out, “How about the vibrator? And do you have a butt plug and the collar you bought a while ago? Wear that.”

“Okay, daddy.” You got up and rummaged through your pink treasure box filled with toys and you finally found your fluffy tail butt plug and your pink kitten collar. You put on the collar and lube up the butt plug and put it in slowly, but not without releasing a cute little moan, enough to drive Namjoon crazy.

“f-fuck damn so cute.” He was panting heavier and had to calm himself down before he came right then and there.

“Okay baby. Now Daddy wants you to turn on your vibrator to the lowest setting. I don’t want you to put it on your clit yet but instead take your bra off and run the vibrator across your nipples for me.” He said with a growl.

You did as he said and ran the buzzing toy slowly circling your already raised nipples. You close your eyes and bask in the pleasure of the vibrator. Your hands were about to slide down to touch your throbbing clit but all of a sudden,

“Wait.” That’s all he said, but it made you so aroused you let out a loud moan.

“Now, I want you to slowly run your vibrator down to your cute little stomach and stop just above your pussy, can you do that for me baby girl?” He said in a sigh full of pleasure.

You ran the buzzing bullet from your chest, slowly towards your aching heat. You wanted to be a good girl you stopped it just above your pussy. You twitched when it got as close as you could without touching. You let out an irritated groan, you wanted to badly to disobey him and to touch yourself. Almost as if he could read your mind he said, “I called you to please me remember? You will not disobey me and if you do, you’ll get punished.” He practically shouted at you.

“Okay.” You said.

“Okay, what?” He said through gritted teeth almost as if he was impatient and wanted you to cum more than you wanted to.

“Okay, daddy.” You said while circling your nipples again. You made throaty sounds of pleasure which made Namjoon’s breath hitch.

“Now daddy wants you to bring that sweet vibrator towards your wet….little…ah fuck…fold.” He was a moaning mess. You felt a little annoyed he was touching himself but you couldn’t. You brought the toy towards you wet little clit and set it onto your heat. You let out a loud guttural moan.

Namjoon liked your response and started to pant faster.

You circled the small vibe around your dripping wet pussy and made sounds you didn’t think you could make. You could tell Namjoon was satisfied with your noises, because he was just as loud.

You came close a couple of times, but you stopped and edged yourself. You fantasized about Namjoon fingering you and spanking you everytime you got close, leaving you’re frustrated. He was so seductive and he knew it. His moans were like music to your ears and they only turned you on even more.

All of a sudden, Namjoons moans get increasingly louder and more soulful. He was right there, he could release any minute.

“A-ah fuck I-i’m…” He let out a few louder grunts and growls.

“I’m going to cum baby.” He said in a whisper, trying to suppress his moans. You could hear the friction of his fast hand movements through the phone. Then finally he released with a loud string of curses and moans.

“Ah, d-daddy! Can I cum too?” You were so lost in pleasure, and you wanted so badly to cum but you needed permission. You wanted to feel controlled by him.

After he calmed down from his high, he cleared his throat and said, “Get right to the edge baby and beg me to let you cum.” His voice was raspy and deep sending chills down your spine. You pump the vibrator in and out of your pussy, getting closer and closer.

You felt the heat rise in your core and you started to pant faster.

“C-can… I cum daddy? P-please?” You let out some cute squeals trying to convince him to let you cum.

There was a long pause on the other side of the phone.

“Daddy are you t-there? Please answer me!” You were becoming frustrated, it was like he was ignoring you and teasing you on purpose.

He finally spoke up and said, “You love daddy right?”

“Y-yes I love daddy so much!” You replied through clenched teeth, trying so desperately to hold back your orgasm.

“You do huh? So what If daddy said….” He trailed off.

“Daddy please tell me! I don’t think I can hold on any longer.” You replied.

“Stop. Turn off the vibrator and stop touching yourself. If you cum without my permission, I’ll block you.” He then hung up the phone.

Leaving you a sweaty and wet mess on your bed. You let out a frustrated scream and hastily turn off the vibrator so you don’t get tempted.

That bitch

Hehehe :3

This wasn’t better than the last chapter I wrote (and deleted) but I think it’s pretty good don’t cha think?

Anyways, don’t forget to repost, like and talk to us! We will most likely respond back! We love reading your encouragement and we are grateful to have you guys!

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sorrowedvigil · 7 years

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HELLO PALS

Sorry to come back with such yucky news, but honestly is anyone surprised? A lot has happened since I...quietly disappeared and floated gently of the planet (come join me, I have tea). Good things, for example, like moving into a new place and acceptance top my top grad program (with a grant)! And I took an extended social media break, as you’ve noticed. Not because anything happened! I just realized too much of my life was spent around maintaining my blogs. Somewhere between that realization, and how little energy I had to spare, I made the decision to slowly begin to let go.

So, here’s what happens next.

I’m not deleting any of my blogs. In fact, I may continue to roleplay on them! But, more likely than not, I’ll keep them open for occasional check-ins on my favorite people (hint: u). If I unfollowed you from another account, it’s just my way of gently cutting them down to inspiration blogs. I’m not upset with anyone! I pinky promise.

SHOULD I UNFOLLOW?

No? Yes? Well, you can if you want. Obviously I’m rarely here. But I may still post drabbles and headcanons on this and my other old mains.

WHERE CAN YOU FIND ME NOW?

Well, here. This is going to be my new hub for writing. I have several sideblogs attached to serve for different characters, or even just different...aus for characters (yes, yes I fell back into HP along the way). Feel free to ask if you want to follow, but realize I can’t follow back.... bc sideblogs. In order to keep myself from becoming overwhelmed, and to keep from disappointing you with wasting your time and energy, I’m going to be extremely selective about the threads I start from now on. ANYONE can tumblr message or im me AT ANY TIME (even if we’ve never talked, or even if it’s been a while since we did). However, I’m going to be very careful in giving out other means of contact, for the same reason. I’ll get pulled in so many directions, I will end up giving none of them my full attention.

There’s also my personal, which I’m also not on that much anymore but idkmaybeyouwerecuriousorsomething....

BUT SAM, WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU WRITING?

Whatever I diddly dang want, you kids! No, but mainly, I’ll be continuing the themes I began on LETHANAVIIR ( Falon’Din ), GHILANNAIIN ( uh..Ghilan’nain ), ELVHENANRISING, and here! ...Along with some new characters. I mean, it’s one sideblog per muse, so don’t fret about getting overwhelmed by a multi-muse, or feeling like you have to follow all of them just for the content of one. Follow one, or all of them! Or none. Bye :’(

CAN WE WRITE TOGETHER?

Sure, probably. You can always ask! What I’m trying to accomplish is being kind to myself efficient with my organization, so I won’t have to log in to 6 different places just to see if Bob from accounting sent me a message on one of them. Furthermore, I crave longterm development, and deep interaction, and lots of intimate ooc plotting that I just can’t get in the same way when I’m balancing 70+ drafts per blog! I’m looking for character dynamics and worldbuilding that we can let go on....forever if we wanted.

WOAH, SAM, ARE THOSE DRABBLES?

-Asked no one. Why, yes! Since it’ll be a quieter setting, I may write drabbles from time to time. With your permission, and if I know your muse(s) well enough, I may include them. Some of you old timers may remember I used to get drabble requests here all the time, especially from @artemorteand @swevenfox and I feel that getting those prompts so early on helped strengthen who Abelas is to me a tremendous deal, and I am so grateful to them both for that. If we follow each other, and you send me prompts, expect me to return the favor. (If you follow me, but I don’t follow you, you can still send me prompts - if they fit what I view possible, I may treat your prompt as a request and write it specially for you!)

Anyway, this was obviously a long time coming. I tried to put it off, but it’s not fair to any of you for me to explode from the bushes and disappear into the darkness after yowling into the night and stealing a banana from your plate.

I love you guys lots, PLEASE feel free to reach out to me if you want to stay in contact, plot, or get the names of my blogs. Or all of the above! This goes for mutuals and personals alike. Don’t feel badly if I don’t follow you back <3 that doesn’t mean I don’t want to stay in touch, I swear. I’m only going to follow back if we’re actually writing together. However, I will be honest if I need to be quiet, ic and ooc. Please be aware that I may not be comfortable chatting. But I will tell you kindly, and early on.

Take care of yourselves! You’ll see me here every so often, just so you never think old elf grandpa isn’t watching your sins. He does, and he knows. Always.

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netmetic · 4 years

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The Four Ways to Create and Configure a Message Queue in Solace

How many ways do you know how to create and configure queues in Solace, and add topic subscriptions to them? One way…two? I’d like to show you four ways you can do it.

What are message queues, anyway?

Message queues are persistent endpoints that enable guaranteed delivery when you’re sending a message and need to make sure no data is lost, ever, even during network or power outages. Queues are a short-term storage mechanism inside the broker that hold onto messages until all recipients confirm receipt. That way if a consumer is offline or unable to keep up with message flow, they’re kept around until the consumer is able to retrieve them.

My goal is to introduce you to the four ways you can create and configure message queues in the world of PubSub+.

So let’s get on with it!

1. Using Solace PubSub+ Manager to Create a Message Queue

The first way to create a queue in Solace is with a GUI called PubSub+ Manager. To access it, you just point your browser to port 8080 of wherever you’re running your broker, or if you’re using Solace Cloud you can click “Manage Service.” Once in, you’ll choose the message VPN in which you want to create a queue and open the “Queues” tab. That will let you see all of that particular message VPN’s existing queues, and let you create a new one.

You can choose whether you want exclusive or non-exclusive access types for multiple consumers, the size of the queue in megabytes, some permissions around ownership and if you click on advanced settings, you can see other things like TTL (time to live), dead message queue, etc.

When you apply those settings, you’ll have a queue that’s ready to rock! From there it’s easy to create subscriptions that will attract messages from that queue. Click on the “Subscriptions” tab and hit the “+ Subscription” button. Here I added a subscription for hello/>.

Watch a quick demo of me using PubSub+ Manager GUI to create a message queue.

2. Using SEMP to Create a Message Queue

You can also create queues in Solace programmatically using our management API that we call SEMP (Solace Element Management Protocol). SEMP is a RESTful API that allows easy integration with tooling like Chef, Puppet and Ansible for configuration management.

If you’re familiar with REST API, this should be fairly straightforward. You can learn more about what SEMP can do and how to use it at the developer reference guide, and specifically the configuration reference guide, which is documented using Swagger. The configuration reference guide outlines the HTTP verbs or methods you can use to interact with Solace objects: post to create an object, get to retrieve some information, delete to get rid of an object, patch to do an update, etc., all seen here:

The reference guide also includes a comprehensive list of all the Solace objects that you can interact with, create, and configure with SEMP.

Pretty much anything you can do using with PubSub+ Manager’s GUI, you can do programmatically with SEMP. Again, from the reference guide, here’s the SEMP commands related to queue creation and management:

And here’s an example of creating a queue with the program curl. You could of course use Postman or any other REST tool to inject these commands. I’ve got my create queue URL, specify the VPN name (“Aaron”) and the name of the queue is testQ2. It will be exclusive, so have a a 200 megabyte quota and enable it for both ingress and egress.

curl http://localhost:8080/SEMP/v2/config/msgVpns/aaron/queues -X POST \ - u admin:admin \ - H “Content-type-type:application/json” \ - d ‘{ “queneName”:”testQ2”, “accessType”:”exclusive”, “maxMsgSpoolUsage”:200, “permission”:”consume”, “ingressEnabled”:true, “egreeeEnabled”:true },

To add a subscription to that queue, I’m going to use curl again to programmatically add the subscription of hello/> to my queue.

curl http://localhost:8080/SEMP/v2/config/msgVpns/aaron/queues/testQ2/subscriptions -X POST \ - u admin:admin \ - H “Content-type-type:application/json” \ - d ‘{ “subscriptionTopic”:”hello/>”}'

Again, you can learn all about SEMP here.

Watch a quick demo of me using SEMP to create a message queue.

3. Using CLI to Create a Message Queue

The third way to create a queue in Solace is with our command line interface. Our CLI is a text-based interface for configuring and monitoring Solace event brokers. It’s actually a full-blown shell you can use to configure brokers, take a look at real-time data about connected clients or queues, and do almost anything you can do with PubSub+ Manager or SEMP. You can learn all about our CLI here.

Accessing the Solace CLI

You’ll typically access Solace CLI via SSH to port 2222 on the software broker, entering your admin login and password.

If you’re running a Docker container, you can use the Docker exec command where you pass in the container name and the name of the command you want to run (CLI).

If you’re using a machine image like an OVA, you’ll log into the solacectl shell and go in to CLI from there.

Once you’re logged in, to create a new queue you’ll just go into privileged mode here. Go into config, enter the message spool configuration for your message VPN, and we’re ready to create a queue. Let’s call it “testQ3”, give it a max spool usage of 300 megabytes, and set the permissions – that’s about it!

To confirm proper creation, you can check PubSub+ Manager, or simply enter show queue *, or use with the new queue’s name, like so:

To add the now familiar topic subscription hello/> you just enter subscription topic, hello/> from within the queue’s config “level”.

GUI’s may be the face of admin these days, but CLI is a reliable workhorse that is really, really useful when you only have SSH or terminal access to your broker Once you get used to it, it’s actually pretty fast too!

Watch a quick demo of me using CLI to create a message queue.

4. Using a Client API/SDK to Create a Message Queue

The fourth way of creating a queue in Solace is using a client API. You can either find them on our downloads page or on GitHub. All of Solace’s “native” APIs have the ability to create queues, provision them, and add topic subscriptions to them. You can learn more via our developer guide or reference documentation,

I’m a Java guy, so for the sake of example I’ve downloaded the Java samples and loaded them into Eclipse. Here (again, just for example) is the queue mapping sample because it’s close to what we want to do:

Here’s an example of where you’d swap out the sample code for the name of the queue you want to create:

And here’s what it’d look like to create our now topic subscription hello/>

If you need to create and configure a whole bunch of similar message queues. You can create a template queue that includes things like quota and TTL. Then, whenever an application creates a queue, it’ll copy the default values from that template queue automatically.

Watch a quick demo of me using a client API to create a message queue.

Conclusion

So there you go! Four different ways you can create and configure queues in Solace! Those long-familiar with Solace will know about two legacy ways that I didn’t mention: SolAdmin and SEMPv1. I hope you found this information useful. Please subscribe to our blog and YouTube channel for more content like this.

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The Four Ways to Create and Configure a Message Queue in Solace

How many ways do you know how to create and configure queues in Solace, and add topic subscriptions to them? One way…two? I’d like to show you four ways you can do it.

What are message queues, anyway?

My goal is to introduce you to the four ways you can create and configure message queues in the world of PubSub+.

So let’s get on with it!

1. Using Solace PubSub+ Manager to Create a Message Queue

Watch a quick demo of me using PubSub+ Manager GUI to create a message queue.

2. Using SEMP to Create a Message Queue

The reference guide also includes a comprehensive list of all the Solace objects that you can interact with, create, and configure with SEMP.

To add a subscription to that queue, I’m going to use curl again to programmatically add the subscription of hello/> to my queue.

Again, you can learn all about SEMP here.

Watch a quick demo of me using SEMP to create a message queue.

3. Using CLI to Create a Message Queue

Accessing the Solace CLI

You’ll typically access Solace CLI via SSH to port 2222 on the software broker, entering your admin login and password.

If you’re running a Docker container, you can use the Docker exec command where you pass in the container name and the name of the command you want to run (CLI).

If you’re using a machine image like an OVA, you’ll log into the solacectl shell and go in to CLI from there.

To confirm proper creation, you can check PubSub+ Manager, or simply enter show queue *, or use with the new queue’s name, like so:

To add the now familiar topic subscription hello/> you just enter subscription topic, hello/> from within the queue’s config “level”.

Watch a quick demo of me using CLI to create a message queue.

4. Using a Client API/SDK to Create a Message Queue

Here’s an example of where you’d swap out the sample code for the name of the queue you want to create:

And here’s what it’d look like to create our now topic subscription hello/>

Watch a quick demo of me using a client API to create a message queue.

Conclusion

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netmetic · 4 years

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The Four Ways to Create and Configure a Message Queue in Solace

How many ways do you know how to create and configure queues in Solace, and add topic subscriptions to them? One way…two? I’d like to show you four ways you can do it.

What are message queues, anyway?

My goal is to introduce you to the four ways you can create and configure message queues in the world of PubSub+.

So let’s get on with it!

1. Using Solace PubSub+ Manager to Create a Message Queue

Watch a quick demo of me using PubSub+ Manager GUI to create a message queue.

2. Using SEMP to Create a Message Queue

The reference guide also includes a comprehensive list of all the Solace objects that you can interact with, create, and configure with SEMP.

To add a subscription to that queue, I’m going to use curl again to programmatically add the subscription of hello/> to my queue.

Again, you can learn all about SEMP here.

Watch a quick demo of me using SEMP to create a message queue.

3. Using CLI to Create a Message Queue

Accessing the Solace CLI

You’ll typically access Solace CLI via SSH to port 2222 on the software broker, entering your admin login and password.

If you’re running a Docker container, you can use the Docker exec command where you pass in the container name and the name of the command you want to run (CLI).

If you’re using a machine image like an OVA, you’ll log into the solacectl shell and go in to CLI from there.

To confirm proper creation, you can check PubSub+ Manager, or simply enter show queue *, or use with the new queue’s name, like so:

To add the now familiar topic subscription hello/> you just enter subscription topic, hello/> from within the queue’s config “level”.

Watch a quick demo of me using CLI to create a message queue.

4. Using a Client API/SDK to Create a Message Queue

Here’s an example of where you’d swap out the sample code for the name of the queue you want to create:

And here’s what it’d look like to create our now topic subscription hello/>

Watch a quick demo of me using a client API to create a message queue.

Conclusion

The post The Four Ways to Create and Configure a Message Queue in Solace appeared first on Solace.

The Four Ways to Create and Configure a Message Queue in Solace published first on https://jiohow.tumblr.com/

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netmetic · 4 years

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The Four Ways to Create and Configure a Message Queue in Solace

How many ways do you know how to create and configure queues in Solace, and add topic subscriptions to them? One way…two? I’d like to show you four ways you can do it.

What are message queues, anyway?

My goal is to introduce you to the four ways you can create and configure message queues in the world of PubSub+.

So let’s get on with it!

1. Using Solace PubSub+ Manager to Create a Message Queue

Watch a quick demo of me using PubSub+ Manager GUI to create a message queue.

2. Using SEMP to Create a Message Queue

The reference guide also includes a comprehensive list of all the Solace objects that you can interact with, create, and configure with SEMP.

To add a subscription to that queue, I’m going to use curl again to programmatically add the subscription of hello/> to my queue.

Again, you can learn all about SEMP here.

Watch a quick demo of me using SEMP to create a message queue.

3. Using CLI to Create a Message Queue

Accessing the Solace CLI

You’ll typically access Solace CLI via SSH to port 2222 on the software broker, entering your admin login and password.

If you’re running a Docker container, you can use the Docker exec command where you pass in the container name and the name of the command you want to run (CLI).

If you’re using a machine image like an OVA, you’ll log into the solacectl shell and go in to CLI from there.

To confirm proper creation, you can check PubSub+ Manager, or simply enter show queue *, or use with the new queue’s name, like so:

To add the now familiar topic subscription hello/> you just enter subscription topic, hello/> from within the queue’s config “level”.

Watch a quick demo of me using CLI to create a message queue.

4. Using a Client API/SDK to Create a Message Queue

Here’s an example of where you’d swap out the sample code for the name of the queue you want to create:

And here’s what it’d look like to create our now topic subscription hello/>

Watch a quick demo of me using a client API to create a message queue.

Conclusion

The post The Four Ways to Create and Configure a Message Queue in Solace appeared first on Solace.

The Four Ways to Create and Configure a Message Queue in Solace published first on https://jiohow.tumblr.com/

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