𝕨𝕖𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕙𝕠𝕞𝕖.

ᴡʜᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ɪᴛ ᴏʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪᴛ, ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ɪᴛ.

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#HXARTLCSS ⸻ an exclusive rpg blog dedicated to campusl1fe and home to a collection of muses as created , written and adored by sophie .

noah reed . 21 . threads . bellamy reyes . 22 . threads . cameron danvers . 23. threads. valentine sato . 22. threads. gage monroe . 21 . threads.

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name: gage elise monroe age: 21 starsign: aries hometown: detrioit michigan . pronouns: she/her gender: cisfemale sexuality: heterosexual occupation: political science student & nationally ranked middle-distance runner label: chaos in a pretty package .

visuals: long honey-blonde hair that almost always lives in a ponytail. perpetually in running shorts, oversized hoodies and expensive sneakers. gold jewelry she never takes off. has the kind of smile that usually means she's about to become someone's problem. looks effortlessly put together despite claiming she "just threw this on." carries herself with the confidence of someone who has never been told no and actually listened. has a collection of olympic and national medals stuffed in a drawer because she insists they're "not a big deal."

personality : driven , emotional , competitive.

likes: running at sunrise. hot chocolate that's made from the real stuff not powder . abba . expensive perfume and even more expensive tequila . christmas movies , especially the hallmark ones . political podcasts. road trips with the windows down. beating men who underestimate her.olympic village tiktok compilations. brunch with the girls . and most of all making grier uncomfortable.

dislikes: her father. holidays at the monroe estate. people speaking over her. being told that she's meant to "settle down." missing training. cold coffee. anyone hurting her brother. being compared to her family's legacy. press interviews. losing. people assuming she's dumb because she's pretty.

biggest strength: her resilience. no matter how many expectations are placed on her, gage refuses to let anyone else dictate the direction of her life. she has an incredible ability to pick herself up, keep moving forward and inspire others to do the same.

biggest flaw: she runs from anything that requires vulnerability. gage can tell you her deepest political opinions after two drinks, but ask her how she's actually feeling and she'll suddenly remember she has somewhere else to be. beneath all the confidence is a little girl who learned very young that love often comes with conditions, and she's still trying to unlearn that.

bio: there's a saying that the monroe children were born with silver spoons in their mouths and expectations strapped to their backs . for gage elise monroe , that had been true long before she understood what either of those things meant . born into old money and political aspirations , she arrived two years after her older brother , grier , and promptly decided she wanted to be exactly like him . unfortunately for everyone involved , that meant inheriting his stubbornness and absolutely none of his self-preservation .

growing up in the monroe household meant learning very quickly that love was transactional . achievements were praised , emotions were not . her father had a plan for both of his children before they could walk . grier would inherit the family name , and gage would wield it . private schools , debate clubs , internships and dinner tables where she was expected to speak when spoken to . she became exactly what he wanted : intelligent , articulate and capable of commanding a room with little more than a smile and a well-timed sentence .

the problem was that she also became exactly who her brother taught her to be .

because while her father was teaching her how to shake hands and speak to senators , grier was sneaking her junk food after bedtime and teaching her that rules were more of a suggestion than anything else . she spent her childhood trailing after him like a shadow , worshipping the ground he walked on despite his insistence that she was annoying . to this day , she still maintains that her older brother hangs the moon . she simply prefers to tell him that after her third drink .

if there is one thing gage monroe hates more than her father , it's the holidays . christmas at the monroe estate is less a celebration and more an obligation . a room full of people pretending to like one another over expensive wine and overcooked turkey . these days , she finds any excuse not to attend . training camps , competitions , a mysterious illness that conveniently appears every december .

on paper , she's exactly what her father always wanted . a political science major with a minor in international relations , she can talk circles around most people without breaking a sweat . she knows how to work a room , answer questions without actually answering them and smile for a camera like she was born for it .

in reality ? she'd rather be running .

and she is good at it . frighteningly good . olympic scouts have known her name for years and national competitions have become second nature . the first time she ran an 800m in under two minutes , her coach called it generational talent . her father asked whether it would interfere with her studies .

grier didn't speak to him for a week .

for all the ways she takes after her brother , there are just as many ways in which she doesn't . where grier hides behind carefully constructed walls , gage tears hers down with a grin and a " what are you going to do about it ? " attitude . she is unapologetically herself in every sense of the word : loud , flirtatious , ambitious and entirely too comfortable making her brother regret introducing her to his friends .

she has enough exes to make grier develop stress-induced migraines and enough confidence to somehow make it everyone else's problem . she flirts because it's fun , runs because it keeps her sane and refuses to apologise for either .

after all , gage elise monroe has spent her entire life being told who she should become .

it turns out she'd much rather decide that for herself .

headcannons:

names every pair of running shoes she owns.

runs when she's upset . once ran thirteen miles after an argument with her father .

has absolutely no indoor voice .

calls grier "gee" exclusively to annoy him .

has a political podcast she refuses to tell her family about .

will flirt with people simply because she can .

knows every word to every ABBA song .

claims she hates christmas. secretly cries at christmas movies .

sleeps with a stuffed rabbit she's had since she was six .

keeps every voicemail grier has ever left her .

random facts:

grier taught her how to drive.

noah once carried her home from a party while she passionately explained tax reform , they ended up sleeping together .

her olympic dream is the one thing she refuses to let her father touch.

she's very very allergic to mushrooms.

she pretends to give gold winning medal speeches in her mirror on a morning.

[opclites]

don't make this weird . unfortunately , it was weird . the femme far from qualified to be in a position to support her best friend though such an unexpected turn of events . and while tatum had never been particularly good at hiding discomfort , she'd do her best . for bellamy's sake . though , grip tightened ever so slightly on steering wheel , and expression read as someone who was trying desperately to seem nonchalant as shoulders lifted in a small shrug . " why would i make it weird ? it's not weird . "

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her best friend was great at many things , but she was not good at keeping her emotions off of her face and bellamy , immediately felt like she was under some sort of test conditions . " oh my god you look like you're in pain , i'm pregnant not dying , just you know .... growing a mini version of me and mav .... holy fuck tatum i'm fucking pregnant !" she half whispered half yelled , for fear of who was around them .

[opclites]

summer stirred before she was properly awake . it wasn't the mattress dipping beneath his weight that woke her . it was him . the recognizable scent of his cologne dulled by a long drive , and that familiar warmth that comforts him that could only come from the male . and for one blissfully ignorant second , she thought she had dreamed him . then the warmth beside her became real . lids fluttered open in the darkness , fairy lights casting soft golden halos across the room ; and there he was . " noah ? " voice was no more than a whisper , rough with sleep and disbelief . he'd barely settled before she was moving , pushing herself up initially just enough to look at him . hues searched his face like she was making sure it wasn't just a cruel trick her exhausted mind had played on her . once sure , petite frame flew towards him , both arms wrapping around him with surprising strength as face buried itself against his neck , holding him like if she loosened her grip he'd vanish again . for more than two days she'd gone between sadness and panic so many times that she'd stopped keeping count . every buzz of her phone had made her heart leap before crashing again . she wanted to text him again and again , even considered calling his parents , anyone — but she'd promised herself she'd give him space , promised him . the blonde convincing herself that if he wanted her , or needed her , he'd reach out . " i was worried about you " she admitted in a whisper , a weak tone that threatened to expose the tears that he couldn't yet see with her face hidden .

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" hey sunshine . " his voice comes out rougher than he'd intended , worn thin from too little sleep and too many emotions he'd spent the last few days trying to fold neatly away . his arms come around her immediately , instinctive , pulling her impossibly closer until she's practically half on top of him , face tucked into his neck where she always seems to fit best . he felt the way she was holding him . too tight . like she'd been scared . and god , that hurt more than anything else . her whispered confession settling somewhere painful beneath his ribs . i was worried about you. noah closed his eyes and he returned the tight way that she held him . " i know . " his confession quiet, buried into her hair as his hand moved slowly up and down her back . he'd known she would be . knew it every time he'd ignored his phone lighting up on his bedside table at home . knew it when his mum had given him that look over breakfast on day two , the one that said . she was the reason he had climbed back in the jeep . " i know baby i'm so sorry . "

he just hadn't known how to pick up the phone . what to say . how to begin to explain what had happened when he had just kept driving like he couldn't help it . " i didn't even .... i didn't even know i where i was really going till i was half way there and then i ... i didn't know how to explain that i needed to stop being noah for a few days . " because how did you explain that ? how do you tell the people who loved you that sometimes carrying yourself became just as exhausting as carrying everyone else ? " i'm so sorry . "

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closed starter for @opclites

the drive back felt infinitely longer than the one home had . maybe because he'd left with his shoulders caved in and exhaustion clinging to every inch of him , and now he was returning with a cooler full of leftovers , a note tucked safely into his wallet and the distinct ache that only came from leaving home behind . the hockey house was mercifully quiet when he finally pulled into the driveway sometime after midnight. most of the lights were off , only the faint glow of the television in the living room suggesting someone had forgotten to turn it off before bed . he carried bags inside as quietly as he could, setting his keys down in their usual spot and pausing for just a moment in the kitchen . it smelled different from home . less like coffee and laundry detergent and his mom's perfume lingering in the air . more like takeout containers , protein powder and whatever air freshener one of the boys had recently discovered . familiar in a different way .

his eyes caught on the fridge door.

welcome back , captain. don't be grumpy . summers asleep upstairs g x

shaking his head , noah peeled the note from the fridge and tucked it into his pocket before finally making his way upstair s, taking each step carefully to avoid the one that always creaked outside teddy's room .s hand hesitated on the handle to his bedroom door . guilt free flowing through him for a moment . the room was dark save for the soft glow of the fairy lights summer insisted on keeping strung along the headboard year-round . she was asleep beneath their duvet , curled onto her side , one hand tucked beneath her cheek in a way he'd quietly committed to memory months ago . he might have needed her mom for a while , but the blonde in his best was as much home as any place was these days . for the second time this week , he found himself crawling between the sheets into waiting arms .

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closed starter for bellamy | @opclites

it had been a task to get maverick to agree to let her out of his site , an even bigger task to want to leave him and the biggest task of all had been to make him leave before tatum arrived . that still felt like a situation she wasn't equipped to deal with yet . didn't feel ready to deal with any of it really , a drop in her stomach making itself known as her best friends car pulled up next to her , window rolled down . " don't make this weird . "

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where the porch light burns , always || self para.

the house looked exactly the same .

the porch light glowed against the darkness , casting a warm pool across the driveway as noah killed the engine sometime after three in the morning . hadn't meant to drive here , not really , he'd missed the turn in for his street . then he'd missed the exit . small street lamps had changed to blurs of overhead highway lights . signs had been barely visible behind watery eyes . mile after mile , the road had stretched on and before the silence had soothed him as much as he needed he was here . home .

he sat there for a long while , forehead resting against the steering wheel , fingers still wrapped around the keys . his chest felt impossibly tight . weeks of balancing captaincy , lectures , scouts in the stands as the red wings made sure their pick was still worth his buck , expectations that seemed to multiply by the day , all whilst trying so desperately not to ruin the best thing he'd ever had with summer had finally caught up with him .

he hadn't even called them .

his movements were sluggish as he finally climbed from the jeep . limbs felt even heavier as he climbed his way up the vines to his childhood room . either he was way bigger these days or he had been some sort of menace at 16 . just as he suspected , the bedroom window stuck open just enough for his fingers to latch under , pulling white wood up enough that he could climb in , silent as he nailed the landing exactly where he knew too . his sheets were changed , she always did that , his mom . made sure his sheets were fresh in case he ever needed to came home .

a room that looked as though it had simply been waiting for him . his state championship medal still hung from the bedpost . the shelves were lined with books he'd forgotten he'd owned . there was a faded hoodie draped over the desk chair , one his mom had probably washed months ago before hanging it back exactly where she'd found it .

he stood there for a second , breathing .

home .

part of him was tempted to stop there , crawl in his bed and pass out in the way his eyes were demanding he did . but 17 footsteps away , he knew the comfort he needed waited . stupid really , 6'3 , draft picked , 50 pounds heavier than when he had left home and he still needed his mom .

every floorboard creaked exactly where he remembered . he didn't need a light . he'd walked this path a thousand times , knowing which spots to avoid to wake either of his younger siblings that were likely sleeping soundly behind closed doors . but the one he headed for was cracked open , an invitation that had been waiting for him as long as he could remember .

for a moment he hesitated again . this was ridiculous , but he pushed through the door anyway .

" noah ? " the quiet way his name was whispered into the darkness was almost enough to pull a sob from him there and then . he didn't answer. he crossed the room , pulled back the duvet with practised familiarity and climbed straight into the bed . his father startled awake almost instantly .

" what in the ... " a beat . " jesus son you're huge . "

noah shuffled between them without apology , somehow folding his giant frame into the gap that hadn't realistically fit him for years . he turned onto his side , tucked his head against his mom's shoulder and let out the first full breath he'd taken all week .

" i'm tired . "

two words.

the only explanation he offered for the fact he'd arrived without a word .

he was tucked into his moms arms before he had even finished speaking . " i'm right here sweet heart . " fingers disappeared into his curls , scratching lightly at his scalp the way they had when fevers stole his sleep as a little boy . noah's eyes shut immediately . his father pushed himself upright , looking between the pair of them before glancing at the alarm clock. " it's 3:08 in the morning . " he was met with silence . " i'll put the kettle on . " noah felt the weight of the bed shift as his dad left , only tucking him further into his moms side .

she didn't ask why he'd driven through the night . didn't ask whether hockey was falling apart or college was too much or if his heart had been broken . she simply held him , in the way only a mother really knew how to . her thumb stroked lazy circles across his back beneath his sweatshirt . minutes passed . maybe twenty . maybe thirty . she could feel the tension slowly leaving his shoulders.

" i don't think I'm doing any of it right " he admitted eventually , voice cracking so quietly she almost missed it . " what its ? "

" school , hockey , summer , grier ... i keep waiting for someone to realise they've picked the wrong guy . "

his mother didn't answer at first , fighting back the lump in her throat at the way her baby had curled into her arms . she'd done this with him at six , when he had forgotten a play date and been devastated he hadn't told her , at nine when he his little brother had broken a bone and noah had blamed himself . at 13 when had realised maybe he had something special and didn't know what to do with the weight of so many eyes on him making sure he was on the right path . now again , twenty-two , here he was and her throat was still so tight at the weight her son carried , the goodness he held onto .

she gently tipped his chin upwards until he looked at her. " you have never once had to earn being loved in this house , you need to stop living your life like thats the case noah . you're allowed to not have all the answers for every one ."

his eyes filled before he could stop them .

" you hear me ? " she quizzed him , a foot smaller than him now , she still wasn't afraid to push him when he needed to hear it . a tiny nod offered her way like he didn't dare speak yet .

" you don't have to be captain here . "

another nod .

" you don't have to be drafted here . "

his lip trembled .

" you don't have to be anybody's perfect boyfriend here or the solid best friend . "

by the time she reached up to wipe away the first tear , they were falling faster than either of them could catch .

" you just have to be my boy . " that did it.

the sob came from somewhere deep in his chest , years younger than the man lying in her arms . he curled closer without thinking , hiding his face against her as though the world outside their bedroom had ceased to exist . " i'm so scared i'm going to do it all wrong mom . "

she could continue to soothe him , to offer words , but she wasn't sure he was here enough to hear them right now . her son would talk to anyone , talk to most in fact . but he was here , after the sun had set , before a new day could make the world look a little brighter , and the best thing she could offer him right now , was the peace of just letting it go . one hand running gently up his back , as the other stroked at his cheek gently . watching , as sleep she didn't doubt he had been denying himself , finally won and she felt him asleep in her arms , one pillow holding two heads at how close he had tucked himself next to her .

soft footsteps finally pulled her eyes from her sleeping son to the man he resembled so much , stood in the doorway with two steaming cups . " is he out ? " the older voice whispered , confirmation offered as she moved her hand from his cheek so that father could look upon his son for a second . an unreadable expression on the males face as he looked at his boy . " he came home . " he wasn't sure why he needed to say the words out loud , as if he was assuring both himself and his wife . they had done their best , to raise their children well , to arm them for the lessons life would throw at them . all they had ever been able to hope for , was that it was enough , and the sight of his biggest baby asleep in his best , for a moment he was sure they'd done it right .

" are you coming back to bed ? " his wife asked quietly , careful not to wake noah who needed sleep more than their words right now . he shook his head , settling himself into the chair that his wife had raised all of their babies in at the corner of their room . " no i'd like to just ... watch him a while . " his little boy , not so little anymore . long legs hung off the end of the bed . broad shoulders filled half the mattress . one enormous hand rested curled against his mother's chest . fast asleep . his breathing had finally evened out .

he didn't know when he'd have this chance again , if at all , hadn't in a while and he realised now as he burned the image into his brain , that these were the precious moments . come morning , he'd make pancakes . he'd listen . they'd rub shoulders as they made eggs . noah would no doubt be arguing with his sisters over who was getting the last piece of bacon . laughter would fill his walls in a way it hadn't in months with his oldest boy home .

whether it took a few hours of sleep in his mothers arms , or a couple of days being home , they would put noah back together , piece by piece . and they'd do it again , and again , and again . and he would always hope , that no matter what , when he needed them , their son would come home the way he had tonight .

[grahamsbunny]

[garrett-hannah]

BELMONT CAMELI Therapuss with Jake Shane

[grahamsbunny]

[opclites]

" no , you're not embarrassing me " it was something of a completely different effect , one that smug tone of teasing words confirms he's already well aware of without even having to note the squirm of slender frame under his grasp or the hitch of flustered breath . they're far from alone , but thankfully tucked far enough away into the side of the commotion that summer finds herself allowing him to lure her into whatever wicked little game this was that he wanted to play . large hues peer up at him from behind dark lashes , innocent in appearance and yet darkened with intent . " so ... do it " femme urges lowly , coyly , a challenge that she'd likely regret offering ... or not .

[hxartlcss]

" yea , didn't fucking think so sunshine . " the look he offered her was nothing short of wicked . a view of him that he offered to no one else , not really , not even grier got this version of him to its full affect . he was utterly , entirely hers and he was right where he wanted to be . from where he had her crowded against the wall , his broader frame hid her from view . he was confident of the fact as he let his fingers trail down her centre , not straying from their course until he found the top of her thigh , warm and waiting for him . a knee pressed between them to nudge her legs a little further apart for him as he let his finger tips meet lace . " thing is .... i'm not sure you can keep quiet enough summer , can you be my good girl so i can make you come ? "

[icethin]

" fucker. you don't mean it. she's making you say that, isn't she ? " bond between two boys was something inexplicable, often blurring every standard friendship boundary, but blond wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. brows furrow as palm is batted away and then held up innocently. " shut the fuck up, since when are you not ? as if i'd ever need to buy you a drink to get into those tights, bro. "

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" i don't know , never left you in bed for her have i ? " the male joked , sort of . if anyone had ever asked him to define what grier was to him , he wasn't quite sure that best friend would cover the full range . and it was odd , probably , to most . luckily the people in their lives just seemed to expect it . " i don't know , maybe these days i'm just more of an expensive date , are you saying you wouldn't pay to get in my pants monroe ? am i not worth the effort ? "

[petalsonice]

"  well,  i  wasn't  thinking  about  bleach  but  now  i'm  more  concerned.  i  think  all  they  have  is  shitty  alcohol  so  i  think  you're  in  luck.  "  he  grins  down  at  her  as  she  rolls  her  eyes,  takes  a  drink  from  his  bottle.  cain's  free  hand  moves  up  to  hover  his  heart  in  faux  hurt  "  ouch,  bellamy.  that  one  was  right  in  the  ego.  "  he  jests  and  chuckles  "  you  should  ask  your  best  friend  for  the  answer  of  that,  she  keeps  coming  back.  "  he  jokes  with  a  wink,  truth  was  that  he  was  the  one  that  couldn't  keep  away.

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" it was a joke cain , i'm fine . " she mused with a wave of her hand . sad yes , but she wasn't that sad . no man would ever be worth that much emotion from her . not one that could disregard her so easily anyway . " good , i thought for a second your ego was your costume it seems to have gotten so big . " bellamy offered the male a deadpan look , her brow lifting the only movement she offered . " i know , i've been trying to train that bad behaviour out of her but bad taste is bad taste i guess . "

[petalsonice]

"  i  try  my  best.  "  she  jokes  and  smiles  up  at  him,  free  hand  patting  his  chest  as  he  throws  arm  around  her  "  ah  that's  why  i  love  momma  reed  !  "  sloane  raises  her  glass  before  downing  it,  her  face  twisting  as  the  alcohol  burns  down  her  throat  "  hey,  don't  knock  all  tequila  because  of  this  shitty  frat  tequila.  but  yeah  it  was  awful.  "  she  chuckles  "  want  another  ?  "

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" i thought everyone loved her because she always make sure the hockey house has more food than what we can actually eat . " it was no secret reed was a mommas boy , and he knew , given his , slowness at times , she liked to thank the boys for keeping him alive with good food . " no , no i think all tequila is evil , tastes so much worse coming back up too . no more for me , i got plans for sum tonight so beer only . "

[icedruins]

" no ! " voices carries , shock colouring tone as palm smacks at arm . not hard enough to cause damage , but enough that she can feel the sting . " i was completely hidden until you moved , it was so your fault . " sunglasses pushed to settle against the crown , head tilted back as an easy grin still lingers .

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" now nora . " the male started , hand pressed to his chest as he tried to muster the most serious expression he could pull together . " why on earth would i have been the one to move ? i'm an athlete , a picture of poise , i had us perfectly tucked into that little gap , if i was moving , it was only because of how much you kept wriggling and i'm simply a man ! "

[petalsonice]

"  oh,  can't  say  i  know  who  that  is.  "  she  chuckles,  hand  dismissing  his  words  with  a  smile  "  don't  worry,  i  didn't  mind  what  happened  instead.  for  last  minute  this  is  very  good.  honestly,  i'm  very  impressed…  even  better  than  my  dress  here.  "

[hxartlcss]

" don't worry i didn't have a clue either till i was scrolling , but it works for me . " he smirked at the notion she didn't mind what they had gotten up too and he couldn't say that he did either . even if he couldn't quite remember how they had gotten there in the first place . " nah , you look like a princess , maybe not scary , but you look good . "

[icedruins]

" sure you don't . " scoffed lightly , dark eyes focused on the way she moves in the dim light , shifting away slightly to lean against the wall , giving her room . " i might , i mean have you seen you tonight ? " that was another side of the ache . the realisation that she was drifting in and out of rooms , looking like that . he pushes off the wall again , hands reaching , digits slipping across the nape of her neck , tilting head up towards her . " we're good , in here , out there , we're good . i'll do better . "

[hxartlcss]

" glad you finally noticed . " her hum was light , taunting . whilst she had never intended for her outfit to make her look attractive to anyone in particular . as she had slipped into the one piece earlier that night there had been a passing thought at just how much maverick might like what he saw . had anyone else paid attention ? she wasn't sure . she had been too busy trying to get drunk . looking up at him despite her heels , bellamy gave a small nod , fingers finding the loops of his trousers , tugging him close . " okay , we're good . "