#Josh Bellamy

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Compilation of doodles I’ve done for my bestie @mcstatic :)<3

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my blog contains 18+ content that may be uncomfortable or triggering, including but not limited to: smoking, drugs/alcohol, sex (m and f), dark themes, violence, yandre behavior, noncon, and overall attraction towards men that would most likely put me on some sort of watch list and more !

nev // 21 // she/her // bisexual // writer (sometimes) // chronically online // activist (politics are important !!)

REQUESTS: CLOSED ( currently inactive :/ )

some of the fandoms i'll write for include: rory culkin // criminal minds // five nights at freddy's // call of duty // stranger things // the last of us // game of thrones // the 100 // you

i try incredibly hard to be inclusive to all body types, genders, and races. i try to be very descriptive with my tags so if i write anything too specific or uncomfortable, please let me know and i will fix it! i do unfortunately make all smut with f!reader in mind (i stick to what i know i’m sorry) but all fluff, angst, one-shots, etc. will never talk about gender! i want everyone and anyone to be able to read and enjoy my work. this is a safe space <3

please make sure to check out some of my fav fics and other lovely writers works which can be found under # nev’s recs !!

** dividers by @cafekitsune **

indicators: ☆ smut ☆ ♡ fluff ♡ ☁︎ angst ☁︎ ★ asks ★

☆ history // charlie walker (3.1k)

☆ jack thurlow blurb // face fuckin (400)

☆ spencer reid blurb // breeding kink (650)

★☆ spencer reid blurb // duty calls (1.8k)

♡ favors (pt i) // mike schmidt (1.7k)

☆ favors (pt ii) // mike schmidt (6k)

some of these works are subject to change, they are just quick ideas i think of and will more than likely change them as i go! please keep in mind i have a full time job and am currently taking night classes to get my emt certification, patience is greatly appreciated <3

☆ what if we had one? // spencer reid - you and spencer babysit henry for jj and will, something about seeing him with kids lights a fire in you * view similar blurb here! *

☆ through the window // charlie walker - you’re new in town and notice that you and your neighbor have a habit of watching each other through your bedroom windows * view small tease here! *

☆ only by the night // steve harrington - inspired by sex on fire by kings of leon,, giving steve head while he’s driving

☆ partners in crime // spencer reid - you and spencer have been working together for years. when his apartment flooded and the inspector finds mold growth, he needs a place to stay.

☁︎♡ stuck // charlie walker - after deciding to drop out of college to pursue a different career, you find comfort in a long term friend after feeling lost

☆ reading is fundamental // spencer reid - after spencer finds out that you were never read to, he decided that now was a great time to start. you on the other hand have different plans.. because what’s hotter than a man who reads?

[amymbona]

It's always so funny when I realise that I kinda do have a type...

[satansapostle6]

Characters I Write For

Please message me with any ideas/requests! I need ideas(short fics or series)

Mostly write for fem!readers. I can write fluff, angst, smut, etc. If I’m not comfortable with something I can let you know

Character/Actor List

Favorite Characters/Actors To Write For

Draco Malfoy, Weasley twins

Jesse Pinkman

Paul Dano characters

Josh Hutcherson characters

Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel

Damon Salvatore, Silas, Klaus Mikaelson, Kol Mikaelson

Rodrick Heffley

Bellamy Blake

Ezra Fitz(should probably make it clear I don’t condone)

Ian Duncan(Community)

Charlie(It’s Always Sunny)

Luke Castellan, Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase

Finnick Odair

Tommy Shelby

Killian Hook

Paul Dano

Klitz(The Girl Next Door)

Dwayne Hoover(Little Miss Sunshine)

Edward Nashton(The Batman)

Calvin Weir-Fields(Ruby Sparks)

Brian Wilcox(Fast Food Nation)

Joby Taylor(For Ellen)

Nick Flynn(Being Flynn)

Josh Hutcherson

Peeta Mellark(The Hunger Games)

Mike Schmidt(FNAF)

Josh Futturman(Future Man)

Devon Bostick

Rodrick Heffley(Diary of a Wimpy Kid)

Jasper Jordan(The 100)

Cillian Murphy

Tommy Shelby(Peaky Blinders)

Dr. Jonathan Crane(The Dark Knight)

Neil(Watching the Detectives)

Christian Bale

Patrick Bateman(American Psycho)

Bruce Wayne(The Dark Knight)

Breaking Bad

Jesse Pinkman

Jane Margolis

Saul Goodman

Harry Potter(Golden Trio Era)

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

Hermione Granger

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Ginny Weasley

Luna Lovegood

Neville Longbottom

Draco Malfoy

Pansy Parkinson

Blaise Zabini

Theodore Nott

Daphne Greengrass

Adrian Pucey

Terence Higgs

Harry Potter(Marauders Era)

James Potter

Remus Lupin

Sirius Black

Lily Potter

Severus Snape

Regulus Black

Lucius Malfoy

Narcissa Malfoy

Bellatrix Lestrange

Arthur Weasley

Harry Potter(Fantastic Beasts Era)

Newt Scamander

Queenie Goldstein

Leta Lestrange

Percy Jackson

Percy Jackson

Annabeth Chase

Luke Castellan

Thalia Grace

Jason Grace

+ Gods

Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid

Aaron Hotchner

Emily Prentiss

Derek Morgan

JJ

Penelope Garcia

David Rossi

Elle Greenaway

Cat Adams

Megan Kane

Supernatural

Dean Winchester

Sam Winchester

John Winchester

Mary Winchester

Castiel

Charlie Bradbury

Rowena McLeod

Adam Milligan

Lucifer

Ruby

Jessica Moore

Gabriel

Benny Lafitte

Bela Talbot

Jo Harvelle

Ellen Harvelle

Superstore

Jonah Simms

Amy Sosa

Marcus White

Garrett McNeill

Dina Fox

Cheyenne Lee

Bo Thompson

Gilmore Girls

Lorelai Gilmore

Christopher Hayden

Luke Danes

Logan Huntzberger

Jess Mariano

The Hunger Games

Peeta Mellark

Katniss Everdeen

Gale Hawthorn

Finnick Odair

Johanna Mason

Haymitch Abernathy

Pretty Little Liars

Aria Montgomery

Spencer Hastings

Emily Fields

Hannah Marin

Mona Vanderwaal

Alison Di Laurentis

Jason Di Laurentis

Ezra Fitz

Toby Cavanaugh

Jenna Marshall

Caleb Rivers

The Vampire Diaries

Damon Salvatore

Stefan Salvatore

Katherine Pierce

Elena Gilbert

Jeremy Gilbert

Bonnie Bennett

Caroline Forbes

The Originals

Klaus Mikaelson

Elijah Mikaelson

Kol Mikaelson

Rebekah Mikaelson

Freya Mikaelson

Hayley Marshall

Marcel Gerard

Davina Claire

Twilight

Edward Cullen

Bella Swan

Alice Cullen

Jasper Hale

Rosalie Hale

Emmett Cullen

Victoria

The 100

Bellamy Blake

Octavia Blake

Jasper Jordan

Shameless

Fiona Gallagher

Lip Gallagher

Carl Gallagher

Frank Gallagher

Mandy Milkovich

Kevin Ball

Veronica Fisher

The Bear

Carmy Berzatto

Sydney Adamu

Richie Jerimovich

Suicide Squad

Harley Quinn

Rick Flag

Blackguard

Once Upon A Time

Emma Swan

Regina Mills

Killian Jones

Rumplestiltskin

Robin Hood

Ruby

Hades

Community

Jeff Winger

Abed Nadir

Annie Edison

Troy Barnes

Ian Duncan

It’s Always Sunny In Philadelphia

Charlie Kelly

Dennis Reynolds

Dee Reynolds

Mac

Cricket

House MD

Greg House

Robert Chase

James Wilson

Lisa Cuddy

Parks and Recreation

Ben Wyatt

April Ludgate

Andy Dwyer

MCU, Marvel

Steve Rogers

Tony Stark

Natasha Romanoff

Bruce Banner

Wanda Maximoff

Loki Laufeyson

Peter Parker(Holland, Garfield, Maguire)

Gamora

Peter Quill

Scott Lang

Steven Strange

Jessica Jones

Wade Wilson

DC CW

Oliver Queen

Barry Allen

Felicity Smoak

Laurel Lance

Sara Lance

Malcom Merlyn

John Constantine

Leonard Snart

Ray Palmer

Caitlyn Snow

Julian Albert

Rip Hunter

10 Things I Hate About You

Patrick Verona

Cameron James

New Girl

Jess Day

Nick Miller

Schmidt

Other Characters

Charlie Kelmeckis(Perks Of Being A Wallflower)

Jesse Eisenberg Characters

Dr. Who(10th Doctor)

Will Probably Add More

[didsomebodysaypancakes]

When I'm watching a show/movie or reading a book, I have this thing called the Sam and Dean Test where I try to figure out whether, if one character died, the other would sell their soul to hell to get the other one back. Passing the Sam and Dean Test means that the characters would sell their souls to hell to get the other back.

Anyways, I'm 100% sure that Starsky and Hutch pass the Sam and Dean Test.

[arkhelios-gameplay]

Trent didn't even acknowledge Rachel's existence half the time.

[luverofralts]

Arkhelios Adventures

Theo stared at unfamiliar walls of the Crystal Cove coven's headquarters with a sense of unease. This was where he was meeting his lawyer, Aunt Lucy, in order to officially be interviewed by the Maricourt family. He tried not to be intimidated, after all, the building was much smaller than the academy he attended in Pleasantview and Adam really seemed to love this coven. Surely they couldn't be bad if Adam trusted them. The ring on Theo's hand had been grown in this place. Things were going to work out, he just knew it.

"He's late. Do you think something happened? Did he decide not to show up because he hates my family? Did his family forbid him from coming?"

"Geez Adam. You're going to have a stroke at this point. Nothing is going to go wrong." Medora rolled her eyes at her friend, who was still wringing his hands and watching the door anxiously. "Your meeting was hosted here entirely because your parents have nothing to do with this coven, which means they have to listen to the leaders here. My uncle will make sure that happens, don't worry. He's super chill. Not even your mom can get under his skin."

Medora paused, considering her words. It was true that her Uncle Josh was oblivious to the influence of Edana Darktide, but it had come at a cost. When they were younger, Josh was bullied by Edana for his inability to cast spells. When the King of Strangetown forced the coven to admit him to their school, Edana and her brother Adam were relentless with their teasing. Now that Josh was older and had worked with a tutor to overcome his learning disability, he was more than capable of standing up to his former bully. Edana had changed though since the collapse of the Strangetown coven, and she seemed to hold a grudging respect for Josh, or at least, that was how it looked to Medora. Edana wouldn't push Josh to do what she wanted, and he was highly motivated to ensure that she kept to the established rules. Theo would get the fair interview he deserved.

"Aunt Lucy, did you really have to wear that crown? It's embarrassing."

Theo cringed beside his aunt while scanning the hallway for Adam. Having his aunt escort him to the interview was a no brainer, especially when it meant that his parents couldn't also come. Roman hadn't left his bedroom by the time that Theo had to leave and Abe had guarded their bedroom door cautiously while hugging his son goodbye. Theo was pretty sure that if something went wrong at this meeting, his father would probably have a breakdown, hopefully without the affair like last time. Theo felt bad about his part in his father's crisis, but it wasn't all his fault. His dad needed counseling or pills or something to keep from exploding with fear and anger every time Theo opened his mouth and that was out of Theo's hands.

"I'm the consort of the Demon Sovereign," Lucy replied. "I'll wear what I want to remind these witches of their place in the grand order of things. If they think they can push my godson around, they have another thing coming to them. You don't push a Helios around without backlash. I'll burn this coven to the ground if need be."

"You mean your wife will," Theo sighed. "You don't have any special powers, Aunt Lucy, and these people are all crazy powerful."

"Pff, all I need is a lighter and some imagination," Lucy scoffed.

Theo didn't like the gleam in her eyes as she spoke, but he had no choice but to ignore it. Aunt Lucy was somehow considered to be a responsible adult who could argue on his behalf. With a mom like her, no wonder Noelle was the way she was.

"Hey, gorgeous. Has it started yet?"

Adam gawked as a blonde teen came up to Medora and kissed her, playing with her hair affectionately.

"Josh, you're here! No, Theo's not even here yet. He's probably planning to be late on purpose to set the tone or whatever he wrongly thinks will help him."

"Who's this?" Adam asked, staring at the boy beside Medora. "When did this happen?"

Medora shrugged, beaming happily at Josh.

"This is my boyfriend, Josh. We've been going out for just over a month," Medora replied. "We met here when I had to wait for my uncle to finish up stuff for work. His dad is also on the council."

"My dad and her uncle used to date when they were our age," Josh explained. "Her uncle is still my godfather and I'm named after him."

"That seems like a really weird thing to do with your ex," Adam said, looking confused. "If Theo and I ever break up, I'm not going to name my kid after him."

Medora shrugged.

"They don't really think about things like normal people do," she sighed. "Some times I feel like the adult in my family."

"Should I be worried that he's the one hosting this interview?" Adam asked nervously. "My parents can be a bit much."

Medora laughed.

"No, trust me, no one messes with my uncle. He's married to the King of Strangetown's nephew and lives in his castle. He's been on the council here since he graduated college." She looked around to check if they were still alone in the hall. "And his husband works for the life deity. You should have seen the last time someone was mean to him. It was before I was born, but King Charley says it was like watching a horror movie. No one messes with my uncles."

"Okay, we're going to have a nice, ordered discussion about two witch apprentices, not a battle over whose kid did what. No laws were broken here. This is just a meeting between Maricourt family members."

Josh kept his tone light, but his face remained serious. Everyone had watched Ewan and Edana's marriage implode years ago and saw what they were capable of when they were backed into a corner. They were the last two magic users Josh wanted to go up against if he could help it. It wasn't because they were powerful, which they certainly were, but because of how insufferable both of them were. His brother in law was married to Edana and Josh didn't know how Ewan found the strength to deal with her. She did occasional work for the Strangetown monarchy aside from her usual roles, and every time she walked into the castle, Josh could feel a migraine starting. Everything had to be her way. Everything he knew was wrong. Every time she laughed, memories flashed in his mind of her mocking him for being poor, for being unable to produce the basic spells for admittance to the coven, for thinking that he had what it took to be her equal. For her current Ewan's sake, Josh was polite and civil towards her, but the scars she'd left as a teenager still remained. The things he'd see her brother do against nature, against decency were appalling and still she had the gall to name her son after him.

"This meeting is about my son and the demonspawn that's obsessed with him," Edana snapped, glaring at her ex-husband. "Just because Master Maricourt can't defend our son, doesn't mean that I won't. Can you imagine one of the Great Demons attaching themselves to my child? To both the Darktides and Maricourts? It's unthinkable."

"Who would ever want to attach themselves willingly to you and your family?" Ewan replied, giving his ex a tired look. "If anyone does, I'm more than willing to set them straight. Besides, the Darktides are nothing more than the descendants of pirates and thieves."

"And the Maricourts are all stuffy, self-righteous pricks with god complexes," Edana snapped back.

"Guys, guys. You guys are infamous for getting along with each other even after the divorce. Your kids need you to work together now. Don't let anxiety divide you now," Josh interrupted before more insults could be hurled. "This isn't the end of the world. A little blood magic and a teenage love affair is nothing in the grand scheme of things. Lots of us have done way stupider things at their age."

Josh gestured at the tattoo on his neck and Victor playfully did the same beside him.

"Yeah, they don't have matching neck tattoos with their high school boyfriend," Victor laughed. "Talk about regret. If my wife can get over that while I still work with that ex, the two of you can tolerate a teenage demon who probably won't even be dating your son in two years."

"Okay, so your dark form looks good. Try to stay like that the entire meeting; we're going to use demonic law to our advantage. So look as demonic as you can. And straighten your uniform, you need to look as formal as you can. Whatever I say, you agree to. If I look at you, nod or say yes. Understood?"

Theo nodded, trying to remember everything his aunt was demanding of him.

"And if this goes wrong, we're not telling Roman until I can fix it," Lucy continued. "Your dad may need to call a hospital if this goes sideways; Roman's been unusually worried lately. There's no way I'm getting blamed if he has complete aspiration failure."

"Do you really think he's that bad?" Theo asked, suddenly wondering if his actions had impacted his father's mental health. It wasn't all his fault, surely, but he could see how coven meetings and blood magic consequences might add to his father's stress levels. His dad still needed to get off Theo's back about a lot of things, but if even Aunt Lucy was concerned, maybe Theo should reevaluate some of his crueler words.

"I mean, the man's a mess in general," Lucy replied with an unconcerned shrug. "Affairs, daddy issues, mommy issues, the whole almost dying because of people he trusted, it all adds up. I wouldn't worry too much about him...just worry a little bit. It's what I do. If I spent my life worrying about your idiot parents or what Noelle's teachers say, I'd be miserable."

Theo frowned. His Aunt Lucy was always the same, no matter how old she got or how many people cared about her. It probably wasn't healthy to emulate any of her choices, even if she swore they worked wonders.

"Do you think Adam's going to have to break up with me?" Theo asked, directing the conversation back to his worries and not on Lucy's priorities. "His parents don't seem to like mine."

Lucy shrugged.

"Honestly kid, I'd worry more about them wanting you two to get married. These old families don't appreciate outsiders near their power. If they can't get rid of you, they add you to the family and control your every move for the rest of your life."

The door to the council room swung open before Theo could react to his aunt's theory. Marriage? Not likely with Adam's family. Did that mean that Theo had to be prepared for an effort to make him disappear? His own father had had to deal with a parent who wanted him removed lethally from her life; would Adam face the same problem?

Theo tried not to gulp as he walked towards the chamber, visions of angry Maricourts set on murder flashing through his head.

"Apprentice Bellamy, greetings."

Theo sat down on the chair that had clearly been provided for him and tried not to look scared.

"Lucy Helios-Diablo, thank you for coming."

Lucy cleared her throat obnoxiously before letting the witches carry on with the proceedings.

"It's Demonic Consort Lucy Helios-Diablo Esquire," she corrected, staring intently at the witches who had the misfortune of being near her. "You should probably introduce yourselves to the room. I haven't had to take time out of my busy life to learn your names, and I know my client hasn't either. None of you are worth the effort."

Lucy was lying, but she was gambling on her reputation proceeding her with this group. She'd spent hours running backgrounds and looking for weak points in everyone she could logically assume would be at the meeting. She'd made Theo flashcards to practice greeting each witch and how to look as politely disdainful as he could without being offensive. This was a witch meeting, but that didn't mean that Lucy intended to play by witch rules.

"Excuse me? You come into our coven and speak to us like a petulant child? This is the way that you approach us when your nephew-"

"Edana, calm down. There's nothing wrong with introducing ourselves to our guests. My name is Master Joshua Toyonaga, this is Master Victor Toyonaga, and I think that you've met Master Edana Darktide-Traver and Master Ewan Maricourt." The blonde man smiled kindly at Theo, but Lucy kicked her nephew's foot to remind him to be on his guard before he fell for warlock tricks.

"God, Mom, can't you be normal for once in your life? Theo hasn't even said anything and you're treating him like a criminal."

"Anything interesting yet?"

Josh stood back while his girlfriend eavesdropped as best as she could. The meeting was private, but the teens of dying of curiosity as they waited.

"I think Adam's mom is going to murder him," she whispered. "He called her a name and now all I can hear is her shouting."

"Adam stood up to his mother? Really? He must like that Theo guy then. I've never seen him even raise his voice to her."

Jealousy irrationally flared inside Medora, despite her having moved on from her embarrassing crush on Theo. She had a better boyfriend now and Theo was bringing out new sides of Adam that she never thought she'd see. She was better off as Theo's friend and nothing else.

"They're all yelling again," she noted. "For a room full of mature, magical masters, they sure do sound like children. We may need to summon other council members to break up fights at this point."

"Nah, my dad will figure it out," Josh replied with confidence. "He took a training seminar in Strangetown last year, so he knows how those witches think. Master Ewan would die before his colleagues had to be summoned to reign in one of his meetings, so we have that to our advantage too."

"Apprentice Bellamy, do you have hostile intentions toward the Maricourt family?" Victor asked quickly, before the shouting could resume. Edana and Ewan were glaring daggers beside him, but Victor ignored them.

Theo looked expectantly at his aunt, and Lucy nodded, giving her permission to answer the question.

"No," he stated. His aunt had forbidden him to clarify or add to his answers. Just "yes" and "no" and "I decline to answer the question".

"And was your blood magic spell with Apprentice Darktide malicious in nature?"

Theo stared once more at Lucy and then shook his head.

"No. It was in my school curriculum and my academic sponsor, the Sovereign of All Demons, encourages me to use my gifts to benefit others."

Lucy gave him a quick nod of approval and Theo released the breath he'd been holding. His aunt wasn't going to murder him; he'd remembered the answer she wanted.

"To do blood magic to help a friend is admirable," Josh replied, looking kindly at the teenage boys who were staring at him in terror. "You cast the spell to answer the claims of a boy who threatened the Maricourt family, didn't you?"

"Objection!" Edana shouted, while Ewan's face had suddenly flushed with embarrassment at the subject matter. "He should have told Master Maricourt and let him deal with the matter privately. How do we know that the boy didn't fabricate these claims? Only Theo knew of this rumor, he could have lied to Adam about it just to get this result. My son is an empathetic young man and could easily be manipulated into believing blood magic wouldn't allow access to the bloodline. This could have all been a ploy to trick him into this spell."

"Mom, it was my idea!" Adam shouted, startling his parents with his boldness. "Theo wanted to run a paternity test in a lab and I said that we should use magic instead. It wasn't Theo's fault! What's the matter with him joining the bloodline anyway? We're just a family of witches and warlocks, not gods! Do you really think that we're better than a descendant of a Great Demon? Maybe we should be jealous of him."

Lucy smiled devilishly and leaned closer to her nephew.

"I like this guy. This one might be a keeper after all."

Theo rolled his eyes but basked in his aunt's praise in an otherwise hostile room. Adam was pretty special; Theo was just glad that someone else in his family could see it too.

"I have important information that needs to be added to the discussion!"

Evren Thorne burst into the room dramatically, earning frosty glares from Adam's parents. Lucy cringed at the spectacle. She had been trying to build an argument, but Evren's theatrics had derailed the conversation entirely.

"What's he doing here? This was supposed to be a private meeting."

"I'd like an answer to that question as well," Edana growled. "Last I checked, this man isn't a part of the Maricourt family and has no relevance here."

"What if I told you that this boy has the favour of one of the greatest of your family?" Evren asked, ignoring the glares. "He has received the blessing of a Maricourt far more talented than you."

"Who?" Edana demanded. "If this is some trick you've learned from your pet demons, I'll end this meeting before you can spread your lies."

"Edana, calm down," Josh snapped. "This isn't a trial and you're not in charge here. Let the man speak."

"Thank you." Evren adjusted his robes and cleared his throat dramatically. "Theo has been contacted by Master Reogus Maricourt and been accepted as an adoptee into the family."

"Who?"

Edana stared at Evren expectantly while the men beside her tried to hide their surprise.

"Only one of the greatest of the Pleasantview coven and one of the very few Guardians of Time," Ewan answered coldly. "Sometimes I forget how ignorant of history you and the rest of the remnants of our name in Strangetown can be. The fact that you even have to ask is embarrassing."

"Master Reogus Maricourt, born in Pleasantview. Father of Spencer Maricourt, coven leader, and Queen consort Reye of Crystal Cove," Theo recited from memory. Lucy's flash cards of important warlocks had been useful after all. "Blood magic wiped out most of his family. Spencer was the last coven leader before her grandson, Casper Maricourt, killed all heirs but himself."

"Impressive," Josh said kindly, smiling at Theo. "You've clearly been studying your magical history. Yes, Reogus was a great warlock and if he's made an appearance through time, who are we to judge? This apprentice seems to be well informed about the bloodline at least. Surely that fact is acceptable to you, Master Maricourt, Master Darktide-Traver?"

"It just shows that this was premeditated," Edana grumbled. "He knows all about the family he wanted to tap into. Him dating my son could have been a plot this entire time."

Any adult who had been subjected to the pining and obsession between Theo and Adam gave her a skeptical look.

"So what are you saying exactly?" Ewan asked. "This was an accident that an ancient warlock approves of? What does this mean for my son?"

No one seemed to have an answer for the question. Evren seemed to be the most educated on the situation, so he cleared his throat and tried to summarize his thoughts.

"I would imagine that the boys will share a connection through blood magic going forward," Evren stated. "Adam was the entry point for Theo to access the magic and in most cases like that, the two magic users share a connection throughout their lives. It would be a very light binding, but strong enough to keep the two of them attached to each other, always staying within the same physical region of the other. It wouldn't be as strong as a marriage binding or anything like that, but you'll probably always see Theo play some part in Adam's future. Blood will always call to blood."

"Which is what an ancient master approves of?" Ewan asked skeptically. "What's his interest in my son? Why should I accept his judgement, if what you're saying is even true? Is he going to reappear and mentor Adam or do I just have to assume some long dead warlock has 'plans' in mind? I know you have an attachment to the man, Evren, but this is reality. All I need to know is how to help my son. I don't care much for the approval of a long dead stranger when my child is potentially in danger."

Edana nodded solemnly. If Theo didn't know better, he swore he could see Adam's mother soften slightly. Though they fought viciously, it was evident that Edana had feelings of respect and admiration for her ex-husband when it came to their family. Ewan was the best father Edana knew he could be and if she didn't tear down any threat to their children first, he would be right behind her, his wand at the ready. It was hard to let go of the worry and fear she felt at the idea of Adam losing his future to some demon, but at least she always knew that Ewan would stand by her side to protect their children. If they could only agree on one thing, she knew it was their children.

"I couldn't say what Reogus' plans may be," Evren stated firmly. "I don't know why he's involved. All I know is that he was a man of integrity while I knew him and that he's watching over this demon, and by extension, your son. Your son isn't in any physical danger, and while he connected Theo to your bloodline, there are very few repercussions that I can see. The faint pull to each other that may manifest one day isn't strong and may simply bind them as life long friends should their romantic relationship end. All in all, I don't see anything that merits your concern in this situation. Talk with the Bellamys. Watch how Theo interacts with your son for yourselves. Be proactive, but admit to yourselves that this has happened and isn't going away any time soon. Adam has a good head on his shoulders and Theo isn't posing any threat to you. Surely you can see this for yourselves."

Ewan sighed heavily and looked at Edana. Edana's angry glare never wavered, but the hostility that she was broadcasting to the room began to weaken. Adam knew that look well. That was the same look his mother gave when she folded for Remy's demands for an expensive purse, or when she allowed Ewan to take the kids on her weekend to see a show he bought tickets for. Adam beamed at Theo, his anxiety melting away the more resigned his parents became.

"We're not breaking up or getting expelled!" Adam shouted, closing the distance between him and Theo and wrapping his arms around his boyfriend. "Things are okay."

"Really?"

"Uh, young apprentices? This is still a sacred space," Evren chided as the two teens awkwardly released each other.

"Yeah that's Roman's son, alright," Lucy groaned. "Well, unless anyone has any objections or things to add, I'd say that this meeting is finished?"

"I'd say so," Edana said quickly, standing up from her chair in a regal manner. "Though, we can always revisit the matter, especially if this so-called warlock ghost decides to actually show himself. I'll be keeping an eye on your nephew. A very close eye."

"Leave Theo alone, Mom! You don't understand him or how he feels about me. You don't know anything at all."

[imagineblogsstuff]

Imagine: they found out why you were send to earth

This will be in third person pov.

She was in her cell when she heard two guard coming in, a guard has something in his hands. She scan over his hands and she saw that he hold a box.

"Prisoner 2-3-4 face the wall" the guard told her, as she slowly turn around and she was now facing the wall. What the hell was happening.

"What's going on? Are you going to gloat me? I can't die yet. I'm not 18" She said as she look to see that the other guard that wasn't holding her put something out of the box. Wristband. Gosh. How much she hated to be tied up.

"What the hell are you doing?" This time she yelled when she saw that the guard came to put it on her wrist. She fought and fought against the guard but in the end she couldn't. So the last thing she remember from the last time her eyes were open was that one guard injected her with something. She swore one day she would beat the shit out of this guard.

When she woke up she couldn't move. Her arms and legs were tied up to a chair. And when her eyes open she saw other's people here too. Kids. Her age, what the hell were they planning to do with them?

"Y/n?" She heard a timid voice asking her next to her, when she turn to who the person was her eyes widen. It's was Octavia Blake. Her best friend since Y/n saved her. She helped Bellamy from keeping Octavia a secret. But after y/n got arrested for what she did, Octavia got too. Because the guard found out about her and they floated her mother.

"Octavia? Oh my god! What the hell are you doing here? How! Why did you get arrested?" Y/n asked as she asked every question that came up in her head when she saw Octavia the girl who she swore to protect. Octavia was about to answer when the dropship that to shake, and then after 5 minutes it stopped.

"Octavia are you okay?" Y/n asked as she free herself from the sit and went to help her friend up. Octavia smiled at her.

"I'm fine y/n. Don't worry let's go downstairs." Octavia said as she took y/n's hand and dragged her downstairs where everyone else was

"Stop!you can't open the door. The air could be toxic!" A blonde girl said as she saw a boy that was about to open the door of the dropship.

"If the air toxic, then we're all dead." The boy said and y/n immediately know this voice it belongs to the only and only Bellamy Blake. Octavia let go of y/n hand and she took a step forward toward her brother.

"Bel?" Octavia asked shy as she was now in the front line, y/n still stayed hidden.

"Oh my god O! Look how big you got." Bellamy said as he open his arms to give his little sister a hug. He hasn't seen her in so long. Try hugged and they talked until a voice interrupted them again.

"Where's your wristband ?" The blonde girl asked as she saw that Bellamy didn't have the same wristband she has. Y/n look down to her wrist only now noticing the wristband that she has on it. The one that that guard come in her cell with.

"Do you mind? I haven't seen my brother in years" Octavia said as she pull away from Bellamy looking directly at the blonde hair. Y/n could swear Octavia send the girl a death stare.

"No one has a brother!" A girl said and this time it was y/n's turn to send the girl a death stare, it's was the girl next to her so y/n "accidentally" hit her over her arm. The girl winced and she look at y/n with a confused look on her face

"Would you shut your mouth already?" Y/n said as this time she was the one stepping forward, Octavia went to jump at the girl but Bellamy hold her back, and he look at the girl he thought he wouldn't never see again.

"O no! Let's give them something else to remember you by." Bellamy said as he finally took his eyes of y/n and look at his sister who looked at him weird. She saw how his body language shifted uncomfortable when he look at y/n.

"Yeah, like what?" Octavia asked but Bellamy didn't answer, y/n did.

"Like being the first person on earth in 100 years." Y/n said and this time she open the doors, the sun immediately hitting her in her face. She covered her eyes but then put down her palm from her eyes to look around. Everything was so beautiful. Octavia stepped forward and then she stepped on the ground. Officially Octavia Blake was the first girl to ever put her feet on the ground in 100 years. Y/n was smiling like a proud mom watching her kid, and Bellamy also wore a big smile on his face. He was glad Octavia was happy.

"We're back bitches!" Octavia yelled as she pull her arms up. Everyone else run on the ground. Everyone jumped and dance around. It's was happiness all around, until it wasn't. Y/n suddenly heard two mens voices arguing she recognizes one of it. John Murphy. Her ex.

"We're just trying to figure out we're we are!" Wells the son of Jaha said as he was arguing with Murphy.

"We're on the ground it's that good for you?" Bellamy asked as he look at Wells. Memories being to come back into his head about what he did not hours ago to his dad. Y/n didn't know how it happened but suddenly Murphy and Wells were fighting.

"Why don't you pick someone on your own Murphy?" Y/n asked stoping her ex boyfriend from beating the shit out of Wells. Murphy look shocked from seeing the girl. He didn't expect her to be down here.

"You're that girl!" Y/n heard a voice yelling

"Yea! Yea! You're her! The girl that killed her own parents and then buried them. And then also tried to kill Jaha." The person said and everyone around them gasped. Even Bellamy himself. He sure as hell didn't expect that shit. Octavia face went pale, and Murphy also had a shocked expression on his face. He didn't know. So that's why he couldn't find her anywhere on the Ark anymore. She got arrested because she killed her own family. What a shock. Y/n look around and saw that everyone expect Bellamy, Octavia, and Murphy were sending her disgusting looks. With one last look at Octavia and Bellamy she left. Well that was a good start, wasn't it ?

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Hypothetical titles for season fourteen of 88

In the walls. Season premiere. Part one. Interspersed with Sidney and Findlay on a much needed vacation. Lucia deals with strange sounds coming from within the walls of the Oberon Hotel.

The raccoon man of suite 10j. Season premiere. Part two. Having found her hotels squatter. Lucia teams up with Jacob to get the man emancipated from his abusive wife. Guest starring Keanu Reeves as the eponymous raccoon man

Malpractice. Findlay offers moral support to Dr Corsica (returning guest star Audra McDonald) when a routine surgery ends in tragedy

M&M. Dr Corsica goes through a Morbidity and Mortality conference to see wether she was truly at fault for her patients death.

Inconsequential. Skipper has a dream where he’s Sherlock Holmes, Findlay is Watson (complete with moustache and war induced limp) and the Christensen’s are all the same Moriarty.

Black white grey orange blue. Drummond gets a teaching trial at Van Buren. For his first class. He gives a lecture on morality and ethics using a case from the week before

Stereotypes. The team works a case at Wilmington High School involving an intergrade pregnancy pact that some of the teachers might have known about

Rumspringa. Gideon’s approached by a young Amish man for help with getting back to his community lest he be shunned.

You’re a good man grim reaper. Andy steps in for his uncle Derek Christensen (returning guest star Daniel Radcliffe) who has taken a sabbatical from his job as grim reaper.

The mother ship. Chambers drops by Fifth Avenue intent on asking for captaincy of the Wilmington’s lead cruise liner. And Jones is intent on denying him

Star crossed. Drummond and Odessa perform damage control when Zoey Anne dregs up the dead and buried rivalry between Findlay and Jacob

Espionage. Midseason finale. Part one. Wand Tech mogul, Mordecai Simmons, guest star Jesse Eisenberg, enlists Drummond’s help to find out wether his brother Mortimer, Josh Groban, is embezzling from him or not

Embezzlement. Midseason premiere. Past two. Having found out that Mortimer is in fact embezzling, the team sets up a sting to capture him.

Diametrically opposed opposites. Andy suffers a power outburst after spending too much time near Jesse. Which ends up having some incredibly bloody consequences.

Legitimate. Jones comes under fire from the conservative community when he publicly backs President DuPont’s plan to make of age consensual prostitution a legitimate profession. Guest starring Amy Acker as President DuPont.

The documentary. Carrie Hislop (returning guest star Julia Louis Dreyfus) plans to make a documentary on how people have been coping since the Botticelli Comet. Unfortunately for her. She chooses the five families as the subject. WARNING: this episode contains frequent instances of censored language.

The real housewives of New York. Following in from the disastrous documentary. Findlay is offered a tv gig and ropes in Delaney, Winnifred and Kimberly for help

Drag. Two interests literally collide as a drag car race Sidney and Jonah were going to crashes into a drag queen show Findlay and Barnaby were going to

Just cause. Jacob had deal with his corrupt cousin Marissa at a time that’s emotionally sensitive for him. Drummond babysits Skipper and Oswald’s son Theo. Delaney locks Zoey in the panic room after one crack too many. Thornton gets an unwelcome surprise visit from his ex stepcousin Renee. Jonah develops a juvenile crush on Deucalion and Kimberly’s 22 year old son son, Lysander. Guest starring Cathy Ang as Marissa Spratt, Emma Roberts’s as Renee Ullman and Bellamy Young as Jacob’s mother Adelaide Spratt. First appearance of Milo Manheim as Lysander Wilkins.

The sixth family of New York. Findlay petitions Jones to induct the Christensen’s into the Inner Circle on Fifth Avenue

Proxy. Findlay is recruited by Princess Rani’s lawyer to ask Emerson Davenport’s permission for Rani to propose to Aimee. Guest starring Dani Harmer as Harriet Downey, Rhianne Barreto as Rani Burton, Auli’i Cravalho as Aimee Davenport and Chris Pratt as Emerson Davenport

A day at the zoo. Findlay and Sidney are forced onto the sidelines when members of PETA release all the animals at Central Park Zoo. With Barnaby and Jonah still inside.

The list. Season finale. Part one. Thornton’s team investigate serial murders involving a married couple who kill the names on each others Freebie lists

Hits and Mrs. Season finale. Part two. Lucia and Alabaster go undercover to catch the Freebie Fellers.

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Cast (In Order of Appearance) 

Narrator - Bradley Gareth  Faustina Fetamine - Addison Peacock  Bellamy Pink - Zuwie LeFou  Mara Nacht - Tiana Camacho  Dr. Yuzna- Jonny Sims  Anna Konda - Moe Rock  Vic Cadmium - Charlie Green  Molly Malarkey - Misha Bakshi  Roger Tallarico - Josh Rubino  Lex The Talon - Kelly Nugent  Mr. Dirge - Austin Lee Matthews 

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I have absolutely no ideas for writing whatsoever pleaseplease leave requests!!! Smut, angst, fluff, whatever y’all want I can probably do.

Ill write for these people and probably more that I forgot (all male character x fem!reader) :

Formula 1:

Max Verstappen

Lando Norris

Oscar Piastri

Charles Leclerc

Pierre Gasly

Lewis Hamilton

Carlos Sainz

Daniel Riccardo

Mick Schumacher

Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid

Aaron Hotchner

Derek Morgan

David Rossi (preferably young)

Marvel:

Bucky Barnes

Tony Stark

Thor

Sam Wilson

Deadpool

Steve Rogers

Spiderman (Tom Holland, Andrew Garfield, Miguel O'hara)

Call of Duty

Keegan Russ

Simon "Ghost" Riley

König

Phillip Graves

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

Star Wars:

Anakin Skywalker

Obi-Wan Kenobi

Kylo Ren

Luke Skywalker

Han Solo

Outer Banks:

JJ Maybank

Rafe Cameron

Topper Thornton

John B. Routledge

Harry Potter:

Harry Potter

Cedric Diggory

Draco malfoy

Ron Weasley

Fred Weasley

Blaise Zabini

Regulus Black

Severus Snape

Tom Riddle

Sirius Black

Lorenzo Berkshire

Oliver Wood

The Walking Dead:

Glenn Rhee

Daryl Dixon

Rick Grimes

Carl Grimes

Sports:

Joao Felix

Jude Bellingham

Brock Purdy

Leon Draisaitl

Jack Hughes

Vince Dunn

Mitch Marner

Connor Bedard

Wayne Gretzky (young)

Miscallaneous:

Jack Champion (Ethan Landry)

Patrick Bateman

Batman (Christian Bale)

Johnathan Crane

Finnick Odair

Josh Hutcherson (Peeta Mellark, Mike Schmidt, Sean Anderson, Clapton Davis)

Rodrick Heffley

Colby Brock

Sam Golbach

Tristan Dugray

Dylan O'brien

Bellamy Blake

Patrick Dempsey (Derek Shepherd, Ronald Miller)

Joe Goldberg

Timothee Chalamet (Wonka, Paul Atreides)

Minho (The Maze Runner)

Keanu Reeves (John Wick, Neo, Alex Wyler, Dr. Beckham, Julian Mercer, Ted Logan)

Jim Halpert

Farkas

Ulfric Stormcloak

Miraak

Ben Schnetzer (Max Vandenburg, Brad Land, Russ Sheppard)

Ralph Macchio (Daniel Larusso, Johnny Cade)

Dallas Winston

Sodapop Curtis

Robby Keene

Zuko (atla dallas liu)

Jet (atla sebastian amoruso)

Cillian Murphy (Johnathan crane, jackson rippner, Neil Lewis)

Evan Peters (all ahs characters, Luke cooper)

What I wont do:

Pedophilia

Beastiality or anything animal-y

Waterworks

Male reader (sorry)

Character x character

Threesomes or anything not 1x1

Character x oc

Specific body types (i just don’t see the point)

Daddy/mommy kinks

Incest or stepcest

(I’ll prob have to add on but its midnight rn)

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What Is and What Should Never Be Ch. 4

A/N: I know this one took awhile and i’m sorry. life has been life-ing😅 I don’t know if anyone has really noticed or cared, but for each chapter, I’ve linked a song that heavily inspired the story for me, whether it influenced the specific chapter or just influenced the storyline in general. I’m always listening to music while I write and it’s where i draw a good bit of inspo from. idk. But I really recommend listening to the songs or at least reading the lyrics💖

Word Count: 7.8k

Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI. No smut this chapter. Toxic Themes(Fighting/Arguing), A lot of angst and a bit of fluff. Nothing else really? just a general sadness…

…Stay a little longer if you convince me and tell me all the things that you have against me // Every time we make up the truth is fading, everybody’s blind when the view’s amazing...

You pulled the visor down, letting the keys drop into your lap. Your chest felt tight and you fought to keep the tears back, blinking them away as they came. As you turned the car on, you realized that you left your bag beneath the counter and it had your wallet with your license and money and cards, but there was no way you could go back into that place. You looked through the windshield as you put the car in drive and saw Josh barreling through the back door, trying to get your attention. Ignoring his waving hands, you drove out of the lot and went straight home.

“Why are you home?” Bellamy was standing in the kitchen when you came through the door and dropped your keys on their hook, “I thought you didn’t get off until 9?” 

You slipped out of your shoes as you turned to her, “Umm. I wasn’t feeling good, so J- I got sent home…” You walked past her to open the fridge, grabbing a bottle of water, “I’m gonna go lay down.”

She caught your arm before you could exit the space, “Don’t lie to me, Y/N. What’s wrong?” She gripped your shoulders, forcing you to face her, “This is the second time you’ve come home upset and I can’t help but think this time also has something to do with Jake. What is it?”

“Bellamy, it’s nothing, I just want to go to bed.” Your voice cracked as you tried to pull out of her hold.

“It’s not nothing. What did he do?” Concern was etched across her face as she stared at you.

You shook your head, trying to hold the tears back again, “He didn’t do anything, Bell, it was me. I fucked up… You told me from the start not to get caught up in them and I didn’t listen. I did this to myself.” You were embarrassed at letting it get to this point. You should’ve just left them both alone and kept it purely professional.

“Hun, I also told you to have fun…” The guilt was creeping over her but it was quickly replaced by her protective nature over you, “Which one of them were you working with? Who’s there now?”

“No. Bell-“

She cut you off, stepping around you to exit the kitchen, “I just want to talk to him. Which one was it?”

Now you were grabbing her arm to yank her back, “Please, Bellamy.” You let out a sigh, “You can’t fight this one for me. I’ll deal with it, I just- Not right now. I wanna forget about it until tomorrow.”

“Okay. Fine.” She released a sigh, nodding her head as she allowed you to exit the room.

You strolled into your bedroom, clicking the door shut, and went straight to your closet. Stripping out of your work clothes, you reached for the one article of clothing that you always sought solace in; Your dad’s old, blue Penn State college hoodie. It was littered with teeny holes and fraying seams, the nittany lion logo peeling away from the fabric, but it still smelled like him. You pulled it over your head, the hem falling to your mid thigh, and held the sleeves over your face to breathe in the familiar and comforting scent.

Grabbing your phone from the dresser, you flicked the light off, crawled into bed and checked your notifications. There was a single message from Josh but nothing from Jake.

Josh 7:21pm: Did i cross a line? What is going on with you and jake?

You 8:02pm: I crossed the line. I’m sorry.

You didn’t wait long enough for a response, just plugged your phone in after turning on Do Not Disturb and laid it facedown. You picked up your laptop from beside the nightstand, opening it up to play some music. After clicking play on a playlist, you put the laptop down beside you and curled deeper into the mattress. The soft organ notes of the first song floated through the room, Cold Heart Killer by Lia Marie Johnson, the lyrics immediately plaguing you with thoughts of Jake.

But my friends keep saying he’s a cold heart killer

Make you crazy, yeah, he’s smooth as liquor

So damn dangerous, I got too close

Oh, I should’ve known better…

You really should have known better but even now, after the constant back and forth, after what he said, the idea of him was still enticing. Pulling the duvet up to your chin, you closed your eyes and willed your brain to conjure up thoughts of anything else, anyone else, but it was no use. Your mind kept wandering back to the night you spent with him, waking up with him, your body longing for the feeling of his draped over it. You gave up on fighting the thoughts and let them run wild until you inevitably fell asleep.

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“Y/N…” Bellamy’s hand was on your back, shaking you awake, “Hey, Jake is here to see you.”

A soft hum vibrated from your chest as you peeked an eye open, not quite registering what she was saying, “M’sleeping, B.” You pulled the blanket up over your head to partially block out the morning light but also to make her go away.

She yanked the comforter away, whisper-yelling, “Jake is in the living room…”

You rolled over, wide-eyed, “No. Get him out.” Sitting up, you pulled yourself from the bed.

“What am I supposed to tell him? He knows you’re here, Y/N!”

Now you were yelling in a hushed tone, “Tell him that I don’t want to see him. Tell him that he’s a fucking dickhead! I don’t give a fuck, Bell, just make him leave.” You pointed at the door to get your point across and watched her slip out and pull it shut behind her. Raking a hand through your hair, you let out a sigh and reached to pull your phone from the charger when your door was flinging open.

“Dude, what the hell is your malfunction?!” You heard Bellamy yell before the door slammed shut and drowned out her shouting.

You whipped around, knowing exactly who you were about to face, “Did you not get the message? Leave.” 

He stood just a few feet away from you, those stupid sunglasses covering his big, dumb, brown eyes and his annoying, soft mouth drooped into a frown. He lifted his hand, holding your bag up, “You left this at the shop…” He was looking around your room and you weren’t sure if it was just out of curiosity or because he was trying to avoid your eyes.

“And you couldn’t just leave it with Bellamy? You had to bring it to my room?” Your tone was growing louder and you thought you saw him flinch, “Or better yet, why bring it at all, Jake? Why make the special trip down here for a whore? That’s what I am, right?”

“No. Y/N-”

“No? But that’s what you said, hun…” You were sure you looked crazy with your wild sleep hair and angry eyes, “I’m just a fucking whore who gets on her knees for everyone, according to you.” You released a humorless laugh as you turned away from him, “Yanno, my dad always said all a man’s got in life are his balls and his word and he shouldn’t break ‘em for nobody…So don’t take it back now, Jake. Own the fuck up to it.”

“Can we just have a conversation like adults? Are you capable of that or does everything have to be a goddamn fight with you?” He grabbed your shoulder, spinning you to face him again, “I wanted-”

You were cutting him off again, ripping yourself from his touch, “Fuck you! I don’t care what you wanted and you made it blatantly obvious that you don’t care what I want.” Your voice dropped, cracking a bit as your emotions became overwhelming, tears prickling in your eyes., “Why are you here, Jake?” You brought your hands up to your face, trying to stop the tears from falling. When he didn’t answer, you dropped your hands to see him coming towards you. He was grabbing your waist with one hand, the other curling around the back of your neck, as he collided his lips with yours. You instantly melted into him, moving your mouth against his without a thought as your fingers desperately searched for any sliver of his skin they could find. He was pulling you in tighter, his thumb pressing into your hip, when you finally realized what was happening. You flattened your palms on his torso and forced him away, “Stop it- Just-”

“Y/N, please…” He reached for you again, but you threw your arms up, blocking his hands.

“Don’t touch me… I want you to leave.” You could hear your voice shake with every word, but you tried to remain stern, “I don’t want to see you anymore, Jake, just let me be.” You finally started crying, unable to hold it back anymore, “Can you please just leave me alone? I can’t do this anymore, I can’t- I need you to leave.” You sat on the bed, letting your head hang as you stared at the floor, watching the hardwood collect the salty droplets from your cheeks.

He stayed rooted in place for a minute or so and you could feel his eyes boring into you, begging you to just look at him and tell him to stay. You saw his old, filthy vans turn around, followed by the sound of the bedroom door opening, “I didn’t mean it, peach. I’m sorry…” Your head snapped up at his dejected voice, but he was already gone, leaving the door to hang open as he left you alone. Just like you asked…

“God, he’s a real piece of work.” Bellamy came into the room after a few moments and found you crying, “Oh babe…” She rushed to your side, sitting down on the bed to hold you, “What did he do?”

“Bell, I just want my dad…” You leaned into her, letting your tears soak into her shirt, “I d-don’t kn-know what to do.”

She took one of her arms away from you to pull her phone from her pocket, “I know, Y/N. Hang on…”  After a few seconds, you heard the facetime calling tone coming from her cell, “It’s not the same, but it’s the best I can do, babe…”

You raised your head just as Bellamy’s dad picked up, “Hey, hon- Oh, it’s both of my girls! How are you guys?” Mr. Cole’s jovial greeting brought a tiny smile to your face.

“We’re okay. Umm… Y/N could really use some advice, dad.” She angled the phone in your direction.

His eyes focused on you through the blurry pixelation, “Awwe, sweet pea, what are you crying for?”

Your heart warmed at the nickname; Your dad graced you with it when you were three years old and took it upon yourself to pick all of the flowers from your mother’s garden. You held them tight in your grasp, running to find your mom on the back porch and presenting what you thought would be a nice gift, Mommy, look what I got for you! When she saw you, covered in soil with fistfuls of the tiny, pink blooms, she was furious. She yelled and threw a tantrum about her precious flowers, but your dad just smiled as he pulled you to the side  of the house and turned the hose on to clean your little fingers off. He looked at your mother with a gentle smile and said, “We can always plant more, honey… But this sweet pea? She’s irreplaceable.” He pinched your chubby cheeks and left a soft kiss on your head and the name stuck. Even after a few years of him being gone, Bell and her family still kept the nickname alive for you.

“I really messed up, papa Cole… Dad would be so disappointed with me.” You put your head in your hands again, shaking with soft cries.

“No, Y/N. There is nothing you could ever do to disappoint him.” He paused, only speaking again once you brought your attention back to the phone, “You were the world to him, his perfect, little sweet pea blossom.” His voice held a solemn tone now, “Talk to me about what’s hurting you, honey.”

After a few more sniffles, your eyes flicked to Bellamy and she gave a gentle, reassuring nod. You know she was dying to know what was going on so she could help. You looked down at your fingers, twisting them together as you started to unload on your best friend and her dad, leaving out the moment in the parking garage, for obvious reasons. “...And Jake saw me kissing Josh and he said some really shitty things…and maybe I deserved it, yanno?” You shrugged, confused by your own feelings, “He made me feel disgusted with myself, but I…can’t stop thinking about him. Part of me still likes him and I hate myself for it…And I like Josh too, of course I like him. He’s so sweet and he’s funny and he doesn’t make me insane, but I just-.” You couldn’t find the right words to describe what you were feeling, but Mr. Cole and Bell both listened to your ramblings with no judgment. “God…I can’t even imagine what dad would say.”

You could tell Bellamy had so much she wanted to say, but her dad spoke up first, “I think he would say that you went with your gut and you shouldn’t punish yourself for that. You may have made a few missteps, but that’s life, Y/N. You can either make decisions with your heart or your head, and though the outcomes may be different, neither choice is wrong… Now given what the boy said, I can confidently say that your father would’ve made him eat his words and his teeth.” He released a soft chuckle. It was times like this when you realized just how close he and your dad were. He could form sentences to sound exactly the same way your father would put them, “Girls, I have to get back to work but you can call me later. I love you both.”

“Love you, dad! I’ll call once you’re home, I wanna see mom too.” She hung up the call after you waved bye and mumbled a ‘love you.’

You flung your arms around your best friend, pulling her backwards to fall into the mattress with you, “Thank you for sharing your dad, B…and thank you for just being you. I wouldn’t be able to get through life without you.” You planted a hard peck on her cheek, making sure to pop your lips when you pulled away.

She forced a grimace as he wiped the wet splotch from her face, “Pea, my dad loves you like you’re his own, hell you practically are. I don’t think of it as sharing. You’re my sister, you know that.” She rolled on top of you, grasping your face to return a sloppy peck to the middle of your forehead, “I’m gonna make some breakfast. You hungry?” She popped up from the bed, heading for the door.

“No. I’m gonna shower and try to get my shit together.” You pushed yourself to stand and snatched your phone from the nightstand. The screen illuminated as you pulled the charging cord, showcasing a few text notifications. You pulled the old hoodie off and folded it, tucking it back into the safety of your closet for the next time you’ll need it, and made the short walk to your bathroom. Allowing the water time to heat up, you finally opened the new messages, three from Josh, one from Jake…

Josh 8:11pm: Y/N i wanted that kiss but if there’s something between you and my brother then tell me. Why did he say that?

Josh 8:32pm: Can you at least answer me to tell me you made it home okay? You were crying when you left

Josh 12:02am: Okay I’m trying to give you space but I’m going a little crazy worrying about you Y/N please

A new kind of pain rippled through your chest at his messages and you knew you owed him an explanation.

You 10:56am: I’m sorry, Josh. I didn’t mean to worry you. I made it home and just went to bed early. There was something with me and Jake or at least I thought there was. I never should’ve kissed you the first time, it wasn’t fair to either of you. I’m just really confused about my feelings.

You hit send and swiped out of the thread to read Jake’s single message, only it wasn’t a text, it was a voice message. Your heart dropped into your stomach as you clicked play to listen, his slurred speech coming through the speaker.

Jake 2:35am: *inaudible grumbling* … Youuuu… ha ha…. You really have me soooo *hiccup-burp* so fucked up… I don’t know hoooow you do it, peach…ha ha ha ha…peeeeeach. *glass clattering* You love it when I call you th-that. My sweet pea- *hiccup* My sweet peach… But you’re not miiiiine, are you? Nooooo. Naaaah. You’re too good for me…drive me fucking craaaazy, baby… *childish giggle* You and that goddamn mouth…just love to… press… my but- *droning snore* Shit…*more grumbling* ha ha. She…loves it…

What the fuck…

You listened to it again. And then again. The bathroom was filled with steam by the time you put your phone down and stepped into the shower. His message continued to replay in your head, the nauseating rush of butterflies growing more powerful each time you thought over it. You had him fucked up??? Did he even know what kind of effect he had on you? You finished washing up and pulled a towel around you to go back to your room. Sitting on the edge of your bed, you let his voice play one more time, catching on one thing that hit you with a head rush; Your nickname. Albeit accidental, caught in a boozy hiccup, but it was there. Spoken through Jake’s lips with that intoxicating rasp that made you weak in the knees. But it didn’t matter… None of it mattered anymore because you sent him away, told him to leave you be and that’s what he did. Would you have acted differently if you’d heard his message before he’d shown up? You shook your head, trying to dispose of the thoughts altogether, and started getting dressed.

When you walked into the kitchen, Bellamy was sitting on the counter, eating a bagel, “Hey, babe…” She mumbled cautiously around her bite of food.

You looked up at her as you pulled the fridge open, “What’s up?”

“Would you be like…upset if maybe…Sam came over later?” She lifted her shoulders, bracing for you to tell her that you would absolutely be upset, but it was the complete opposite.

You chuckled at her, “Bell, of course not.” Grabbing a string cheese, you closed the door and leaned on the counter beside her, “I love that weird little guy.” There was a pause and you turned your head to see her smiling shyly as she typed on her phone, “You like him don’t you?”

She looked up at you, her smiling growing, “I think I do, Y/N. Don’t tell him that, I can’t let it go to his head.” She bumped your shoulder with her own, laughing quietly, “We’ve been hanging out a lot when our schedules line up. Most of his classes are either early morning or early afternoon. He goes to CCA.”

“Oh yeah, you said he’s majoring in photography, right?”

“Yeah! He’s actually really fucking talented too…Hang on.” Bellamy held her phone up, opening instagram to find his account, “Look at these pictures, they’re unreal.”

You took the phone from her and scrolled through the array of photos. A mix of landscapes and portraits, even a few wildlife. You were quickly noticing how much he favored film over digital, but nevertheless, his talent was undeniable. Scrolling for a few more seconds, you were about to give her phone back when one portrait grabbed your attention. You tapped on the tiny square to get a full view. Jake. A black hat, wild hair and an intimidating glare, his eyes staring straight into the lens. He looked exactly like the Jake you knew, yet different…younger maybe? You slid out of the app and handed your friend the cell, “You’re right, he does have talent. Those are all amazing.” You looked away, peeling the wrapper from your string cheese.

She clicked on instagram again, the screen popping right back to the photo of Jake, “Don’t do this to yourself, sweet pea… He doesn’t deserve you, not with the way he treats you and definitely not after what he said.” She jumped down from the counter with a sigh, “You have to understand that, babe. You are worth so much more than what he’s reducing you to.”

You wanted to argue, to tell her that he wasn’t the guy she thinks. He was sweet in his own warped and twisted way. She thought he was sadistic…maybe he is…but not always. Not in the way he held your hand or how he always made sure you had lunch when you worked with him. The way his tongue would beg for permission before slipping against your own…But arguing was no use, she made up her mind about him, “Yeah, Bell. I know…I uhh- I’m gonna go get a coffee and maybe check out a few of the local shops.” You turned away and stalked out of the kitchen, wanting nothing more than to escape everything for a bit, “I’ll be back later. Love you.”

After getting your coffee, you wandered through the streets, slipping in and out of different locally owned stores. You found a cute little thrift store that you wound up spending over an hour in, sifting through vintage t-shirts and knick knacks that could be considered relics. When you finally started your trek back home, it was slipping into early evening. The apartment was too quiet when you entered and you found Bellamy napping on the couch. Deciding to let her be, you went into your room and followed suit, stripping out of your clothes to pull on an oversized tee and some boxer shorts, and fell into bed for a nap of your own. You opened your music app and clicked on your ‘Dad’s Favorites’ playlist, being met with the distortion heavy opening of War Pigs by Black Sabbath. Placing the phone on the opposite side of the bed, you snuggled beneath the warm blanket and allowed yourself to drift.

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You woke up to the feeling of your phone vibrating beside your head. Snatching it up from the pillow, you squinted through tired eyes, focusing enough to swipe the button and lay the device over your ear with a groggy, “Hello?”

“Y/N, hey…You answered…”

You shot up into a sitting position, pulling the phone in front of your face to be sure it was who you thought. Slowly bringing it back to your ear, you squeezed your eyes shut, “Josh… What’s up?” You tried to sound normal but you’re sure he could hear the anxiety in your voice.

“I wanted to apologize for not texting you back earlier, the store was slammed all day. We did really good in sales, but the order is gonna be a bitch to put away next friday.” The casual conversation threw you off a bit, but you were lying if you said it wasn’t comforting.

Your nerves eased at his usual joyous tone, “That’s great about the sales, though. And if you need me to come in to help out with the delivery, I’d be more than happy to, Josh.”

“Y’know, I might hold you to that, especially since I don’t know where to pick up with your organizing in the storage room.” You could hear his smile through the phone, but then there was a shift, “Hey, listen…” You braced yourself for what was coming, staying silent, “I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable about anything. I like you, Y/N… You’re cool as hell and such a sweetheart. But if there’s business between you and Jake, I’ll step back.”

You released the breath you didn’t realize you were holding, “I like you too, Josh, really…and not just as my boss, but-” You took a pause, not really sure what to say, “It just that- Jake and me, whatever it is or was…it’s unresolved and I don’t know where we stand right now.” You dropped your voice to a whisper, the bleak shame settling in, “I made a complete mess of everything and I don’t know how to begin to fix any of it…”

“There’s nothing to fix with me, consider the slate clean. As for him… Jake is easy. Just ask him.” He stated it so plainly, like it was the most obvious answer, “I know he wears his bad guy mask pretty well, but it’s just an act. He’s not good when it comes to feelings ever since-.” He stopped like he was about to share something sacred, “He just has a hard time dealing with his emotions. You have to push a bit and he will push back, but he can only fight for so long. I promise, I know exactly how he is.”

“I don’t know…” You fell back against the pillows, talking to Josh like he was your middle school best friend, “He’s so confusing, Josh. Just when I start believing that he likes me, he’s saying mean things or he’s flirting with Olivia. I just can’t help but feel like he only serves to hurt me.” You sat up again, realizing how shitty all of this probably was for him to hear, “Fuck. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t-”

He was quick to shut you down, “Don’t fucking apologize. This is the shit friends talk about. We’re friends, aren’t we?” He let out a breathy laugh and put on a valley girl accent, almost like he was mocking Olivia, “Baaabe, like, you know that, you can tell me, like anyyyything.” When he heard you giggling he broke character, “Okay, seriously, Y/N. Just talk to him and find out where his head is at. If not for yourself, do it for me…If he doesn’t want what you’re selling, I know somebody who’s dying to take it off the market.” He was laughing again, a sweet, melodic sound, “Listen, I gotta get everything cleaned up for closing but I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?”

You were smiling wide, feeling the hot blush spread across your face, “See you tomorrow, boss… and thank you, Josh. This- I like being able to talk to you, it’s nice.”

“Feelings mutual, Y/N. Goodnight.” He hung up the phone before you could respond.

Pulling the phone from your ear, you checked the time, feeling a comforting warmth spread through your body. 8:39pm. You slept a lot longer than you wanted to, but you felt great after the conversation with Josh. Flinging the duvet from yourself, you rolled out of bed and heard voices coming from the living room. You stretched your limbs as you remembered that Bellamy invited Sam over and made your way out to say hi. They were both on the couch, Sam leaned back with his bare feet kicked up on the coffee table and Bell, stretched across the cushions, with her legs over his. You stepped closer, making your presence known, “Made yourself right at home, huh, Sam?” You said it with a laugh so he would know you were joking.

“I actually did, yes. The moving truck is downstairs, I was waiting for you to wake up to help carry the big stuff.” He flipped his palms up with a shrug, “I’m surprised you’re not spending the night with Jake since he has tomorrow off.”

Bellamy pulled her legs from his lap to sit up, smacking his arm, “You’re brother is a dickhead, Sammy. She’s done with him.” She said it with finality, like she was making the decision for you.

He dropped his feet to the floor, looking from her to you, “Wait, what did I miss? Weren’t you guys like-.” He poked his fingers together, making kissy noises.

“I thought we were, but shit happens, I guess?” You dragged a hand over your face with a sigh.

Bellamy popped up, “He made her think that he liked her and then practically called her a whore. Not to mention the way he flirts with that other girl.” She shuffled around his legs to walk to the kitchen, “I’m gonna grab another beer, do you want one, babe?” She pointed at him, receiving a nod in return as she disappeared through the doorway.

When you turned back to him, his eyes narrowed, giving you a questioning stare and prompting you to tell him what happened, “Look, Sam, I don’t know, okay? We hangout, have fun, and then he changes in a flash and becomes this malevolent force that just loves to jumble my brain. I can’t do it, the back and forth, it’s- He’s fucking twisted but…I still feel this pull towards him, I hate it.”

Sam sat up straight on the couch, “He’s got some shit to work out, that’s for sure… And I don’t know all sides to the story, but there’s something you have to understand about Jake.” He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees as he looked up at you, “He’s barely even looked at a woman since his last girlfriend. Yeah, he flirts, he’s had hookups, but it’s never serious, not to him.”

“Nothing excuses what he said, Sam.” Bellamy chimed in as she came out of the kitchen, “He’s been treating her like trash since the minute he met her. Brother or not, you can’t sit here and defend him.” She handed him the IPA and sat down beside him.

“Bellamy, just let him talk. I wanna hear this.” You sunk into the chair opposite the couch and turned your attention back to Sam, “What were you saying?” You ignored your best friend’s scoff as you encouraged him to continue.

Twisting the cap from his bottle, he took a long drink before speaking up, “I’m not defending him. I just think there’s a reason that he’s acting like this.” He took another drink and placed the beer on the table, “His last girlfriend, Ivy, she really fucked him up. They were together for four years, really fucking lovey dovey.” Sam shook his head as he recalled, “We all kind of thought they were a forever deal, even mom and dad. Jake was so deep in love, he talked about moving across the country with her because she wanted to live in New York… Two years in and he was gonna drop his entire life to stay close to her.” He paused, scratching his chin, “He’ll kill me for telling you this.”

“Sam, please. Help me understand.” You stood up again, pacing back and forth, “Explain to me what I could’ve done for him to treat me like this, because I can’t keep forgiving his behavior. He’s letting me in, making me feel like he might really want me, just to push me away again. Over and over, and I can’t do it, I won’t.” You were rambling out of pure anxiety and frustration, “It’s not fair… I made it clear that I liked him, that I wanted him. We had fun on his birthday…at least I thought we did. We stayed up all night, completely wrapped up in one another, then the next thing I know, he wakes up a completely different person and kicks me out? I mean, what the hell was that?” You stopped to take a breath and Sam was quick to raise a question.

“Wait, you- He let you stay the night?” His confusion was clear as you nodded your head, “Like, slept in the same bed?”

Now you were confused, “Yeah… He begged me to stay. Not that he really had to.” Your shoulders dropped in defeat, “It was kind of sweet, when I woke up, I mean.” A faint smile appeared as you remember the warmth of his body draped over you, “He was out cold, laying on top of me. Fuck, he was like, clinging to me. But then he woke up and it was like a switch flipped… He pushed away from me, wouldn’t even look at me. I tried to ask him what was wrong, he gave some bullshit excuse and practically told me to get the fuck out.” You wrapped your arms around yourself as you stood in the middle of the room.

Bellamy stood up and came over to you, “He kicked you out after you slept with him? Why didn’t you tell me that when I picked you up, babe?” She was mad, that was clear, “I would have went straight up there and beat his ass. What an asshole!”

“We didn’t have sex…” Your voice was quiet as you stared out to the balcony, “But we still did things… That’s why I didn’t say anything. I felt used and I was embarrassed, Bell…”

“You didn’t sleep with him and he still let you stay? All night?” Sam was standing now too, trying to connect the pieces.

You released a huff of annoyance at having to repeat yourself, “No, I didn’t sleep with him and yes, I stayed all night. We made out, cuddled, wrestled a little bit and listened to music and then we fell asleep in the same bed, wrapped up in each other. Any more questions?” Pulling away from your friend, you stalked towards the sliding door to get a breath of air.

“He likes you, Y/N… Like, really fucking likes you.” Sam let out a chuckle and you turned around to glare at him, “No, I’m serious! It makes sense now!”

“No it doesn’t, Sam! Nothing makes sense!”

He flinched at your loud tone, “It does though…” He held his hands up in defense, waiting for you to lash out, but you stayed quiet, allowing him to explain, “Jake doesn’t let himself get close to anyone anymore. Not since Ivy. He barely hooks up, but when he does, it’s always some girl he meets in a bar that he knows he’ll likely never have to see again and he’s sending them home the minute he’s finished. Then here you come.” He was smiling like he solved an impossible puzzle, “I knew something was up with him. That day that I met you, when you came into the store and he forced me out?” You nodded to let him know that you remembered, “He was off his game. Normally, nothing can bother Jake, he’s always so sure of himself. But he was messing things up, putting shit where it didn’t go, and just overall in a shitty mood. Kept checking his phone and staring at the clock… Then you came in and there was this shift. For someone who doesn’t know him, it wouldn’t have been noticeable, but I noticed.”

You thought back on it for a moment, “You said he was on edge because of me…I wanted to ask what you meant but he was shoving you out the door before I got the chance.”

“I just kind of forgot all about it, but him sleeping with you- or not sleeping with but- well, you know what I mean.” He was waving his hands to get his point across, “Anyways… You said he kicked you out in the morning?” Nodding your head slowly, you told him about the entire interaction you had with his brother that Sunday morning, “He got freaked out. That’s it, I’m telling you!”

“Freaked out about what? He woke up with the same girl he asked to spend the night. What is there to get freaked out about?” Bellamy stared at Sam with her eyebrows raised high, clearly frustrated.

He slapped his palm over his forehead, “How can I simplify this…” He took a deep breath, “Jake hasn’t wanted anything past sex with women for two years. After Ivy, he changed. He-he’s closed off, doesn’t let anyone in, doesn’t let himself get close to people or let people get close to him. Ivy fucked him up, destroyed his trust.” He was talking with his hands, waving them around as he explained, “But he likes you and he refuses to admit it to himself. That’s why he freaked, because when he woke up, all cuddled up with you, it scared him. He’s afraid to get close to you because he thinks you’re gonna hurt him just like she did, Y/N.” Sam tossed himself onto the couch with a grin, proud of himself for cracking the case.

You let it all soak in, but something was still digging at your brain, “What did Ivy do to him, Sam?” You didn’t know what Jake was like before, but the way his little brother described it, she must’ve done a good bit of damage.

“That’s something he’s gonna have to tell you himself, it’s not my place.” He shrugged, leaving it at that, before grabbing Bellamy’s hand to pull her down on his lap, “Sorry, Y/N.”

You were fiddling with your fingers in silence for a few minutes while they both stared at you, completely lost in your own head. Your eyes went back to the balcony door as you gazed out at the city lights and then you were moving, heading for the front door and slipping your vans on. Bell called after you, asking what you were doing, but you just grabbed your keys from the hook and left.

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“Come on…” You had been standing outside for at least 20 minutes, waiting for somebody to come through the front door of the building so that you could slip in. You tried calling Jake multiple times, but he would just send you straight to voicemail every time. Just as you were about to give up completely, by some stroke of luck, a man was coming outside. You rushed to get into the door before it shut and went straight for the stairwell, running up to Jake’s floor. When you made it to his door, you hesitated, wondering if what you were doing was a bad idea. Pushing the nerves aside, you shook out your hands to wrangle your nerves before leaving three knocks against the door. You could hear him shuffling around inside, but he wasn’t answering the door. You knocked again. No Answer. Refusing to leave without talking to him, you reached for the doorknob, chancing it with a slight twist. You were surprised when it turned and the door popped open, “Jake?” You said it quietly, unsure if you should have gone in at all. Closing the door softly, you walked a little further in, calling his name a bit louder, “Jake…”

“What the fuck are you doing here?” He came out of the kitchen and walked by you, straight into the living room, making no move to send you back out, “How did you get in?”

You kicked your shoes off by the door and went after him, “You weren’t answering and it was unlocked. You ignored my calls… I need to talk to you.”

Jake was slumped into the couch, a bottle of bourbon in his hand, “Now you wanna talk. Convenient.” He scoffed, lifting the bottle to his mouth for a short chug, “You said you didn’t wanna see me, told me to leave you alone. So I did. Now you can repay that fucking courtesy.” His voice was calm, not the slightest hint of aggression despite his words.

You inched closer until you were standing at the end of the couch, looking down at him, “Tell me about Ivy.” You watched his eyes go wide as he swallowed hard, “What did she do to you, Jake?”

“Who the fuck- I’m gonna kill Josh.” He sat up, slamming the bottle on the coffee table with a bang, “There’s nothing to tell. It’s in the past and it’s nobody’s fucking business.” Now his chest was rising and falling hard, angry huffs pushing through his nose.

You didn’t come here to upset him, you came for clarity and he was the only one who could provide it. You put on the softest tone you could muster, “Baby, look at me…” His eyes flashed to you, a sad vulnerability in them that made your heart ache, “Why do you pull me in just to push me away? Tell me what she did, Jake, please.” He started to shake his head as you took a seat beside him, but you reached down, carefully taking his hand in yours, “How did she hurt you?”

He stared down at your hand wrapped around his, your thumb rubbing over his knuckles, “She left. That’s all people do is fucking lie and then leave.” He picked the bottle back up for another drink.

“Jake, I’m not leaving. I’m-“

“But you still lied, Y/N! You fucking lied right to my face!” His tone made you wince.

You pulled your hand from his, taking his face instead, “You’re right, I did. I’ll own up to that, Jake. I lied and I’m sorry.” You tilted his head, forcing him to look at you, “I can’t take that back, but you have to know it was only twice. I kissed him before I came into work and I don’t know why I did it, but then he came back and it happened again and I just-… You have my mind so messed up.” You watched him roll his eyes, ready to argue, “I’m not blaming you, I made the choice, that was all me. But you’re not entirely innocent either.”

He gripped your wrists gently, removing your hands from his skin, “I don’t know what you want me to say. What do you want to hear, Y/N?” He was lifting the bottle back to his lips when you snatched it from his hands.

“I just want the truth, Jake! You fucking string me along and just when i start to fall a little bit for you, thinking you might catch me, you cut the fucking string and leave me to fall on my face.” You put the bottle on the far end of the table, away from him, “If Sam’s right and you’re just afraid that I’ll hurt you, then tell me that. But if it’s all just some game, then it’s over. You don’t get to question me about what I’m doing or who I’m doing it with, it’s not fair!” Your voice was rising out of pure frustration, but he remained quiet, staring at the floor, “Tell me what you want, Jake… If you want me to leave, I will walk out that door right now and you’ll never have to see me again.” You waited for him to say something, anything, but he was silent, still avoiding your gaze, “Okay… I’ll text Josh my resignation.” Standing from the couch, you looked down at him, giving him one more chance before heading for the door.

Just as you slid your shoes on and grasped the doorknob, his hand was grasping onto your shirt, tugging you backwards, “Please don’t go.” His big brown eyes were pleading with you, holding all the emotions that his words couldn’t carry, “It’s not a game… Not anymore. I-.” He paused, fighting to find what he wanted to say, “I’ll tell you about her, just- Not tonight… Don’t make me talk about it tonight, peach.” He sounded so deflated, the complete opposite of the Jake you’d come to know.

“Okay.” Your hands went to his arms, sliding up over his shoulders to cup his face, “We don’t have to talk about her tonight, baby, it’s okay.” You kept a gentle tone, guiding your arms around his neck to pull him into an embrace. Despite the tension keeping his body stiff, you held him close, “Do you want me to stay, Jake?”

His movements were hesitant, but he slowly brought his arms up, circling them around your waist, “I do.” His face was buried in your neck as he mumbled the two words.

“Are you still gonna want this in the morning?” It came out a whisper.

“I will.” His body finally began to relax against you, “Promise. That night you stayed, my birthday…” His was still murmuring against your throat, “I slept so well. For the first time in so long.” He was tightening his arms around you as the confession spilled from his mouth.

“Then why did you kick me out?” You brought your hands back to his shoulders, trying to push him away so you could look at him, but his grip remained locked.

Jake released a soft sigh, “That shirt you picked to wear- the old store shirt… That’s the one she always reached for.” His lips were tickling over your skin as he spoke in a solemn tone, “When I woke up, I was groggy. I saw the shirt, your body underneath me…felt like the last time I woke up with her and it made me sick.” He finally lifted his head from your neck, meeting your eyes, “When I came out of the bathroom, I wanted to tell you to stay but the look on your face… I knew you’d want an explanation and I couldn’t-.”

“Whatever she did, whatever pain she caused you,” You held his liquor-blushed cheeks, “I’m not here as a reminder, let me help you forget it, Jake… Just let me in.”

“I’ll try” He let his head fall back into the crook of your neck, letting the silence take over as he breathed you in. You held onto him, pulling your fingers through his tangled hair, until he finally spoke up again, “Can we go to bed, peach?”

His arms tightened around your waist again as he lifted you from the floor. You wrapped your legs around him, keeping a grip on his shoulders as you whispered, “Yeah, baby. Let’s go to bed.” Allowing him to carry you into his bedroom and kick the door shut behind him.

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Jonathan Groff, Ruthie Ann Miles, Brian Stokes Mitchell, More Join Stars in the House Election Day Vote-a-Thon

Seth Rudetsky and James Wesley Jackson will host the six-hour event supporting the Entertainment Community Fund.

Stars in the House, the award-winning streaming variety show co-hosted by Seth Rudetsky and James Wesley Jackson, will return for its second Election Day Vote-a-Thon November 5 beginning at noon ET.

Joining hosts Rudetsky and Jackson for the six-hour event—supporting the Entertainment Community Fund—will be the newly announced Matthew Broderick, Neil Patrick Harris, David Burtka, Rachel Bloom, Jonathan Groff, Jesse Tyler Ferguson, Ruthie Ann Miles, Josh Groban, Brian Stokes Mitchell, Adrianna Hicks, Skylar Astin, Robin de Jesús, Bellamy Young, Linda Lavin, Donna Murphy, Victoria Clark, Jackie Hoffman, Iain Armitage, Jelani Remy, Julie Benko, Christine Pedi, Pearl Sun, Ta’Nika Gibson, and Luis Salgado's R.Evolución Latina.

These artists join the previously reported Lin-Manuel Miranda, Martin Short, Rosie Perez, Wayne Brady, Jessie Mueller, Shoshana Bean, Judy Kuhn, J. Harrison Ghee, Anika Larsen, Emily Skinner, Andrea Martin, Will Swenson, Brad Oscar, Javier Muñoz, Peri Gilpin, Merle Dandridge, Celia Keenan-Bolger, Rachel Bay Jones, Nina West, Lauren Patten, Kevin Chamberlin, Ali Ewoldt, Sam Gravitte, stars from the original Broadway cast of Hairspray (Marissa Jaret Winokur, Laura Bell Bundy, Kerry Butler, and composer/co-lyricist Marc Shaiman), members of the cast of Glee (Amber Riley, Kevin McHale, Jenna Ushkowitz, Heather Morris, and more), improv group Broadway’s Next Hit Musical, and Chicago stars Charlotte d’Amboise and Brenda Braxton.

The guests will discuss their voting experiences and deliver musical performances.

Stars in the House airs on its YouTube channel and StarsintheHouse.com.