You Guys Want Javey In Like 10 Hours ........ Finished It But It's Like 10:30pm Rn And I Got Skewl In

@carmineskiesandspidereyes YOU DID NOT JUST PUT ME AND PIGEONWIT IN THE SAME SENTENCE ......... that's like comparing me to actual god ......

How I feel posting

crutchie n jack

Any weather can be ice cream weather if you're not a coward

man I get sprace I need sprace too I think we all need sprace ... but no javey??????????? understandable ig ig but man I love javey ... no hard feelings also writing sprace rn bc of this post ... expect it soon ...

does anyone have any sprace fic recommendations ? i need more sprace content in my life

javey au methinks...

RESULTS OF POLL 1

what should jack's bday be in my apartment au??

this month I'm doing a challenge called february, it's where I try to have one (1) good day in february

“I thought I saw you sneak up here,” Jack murmurs.

“...I just needed some air,” Davey says in a thin, quiet voice, staring determinedly out into the darkness.

“Got room for one more?” Jack asks, stepping closer.

Davey gives a tiny shrug, wrapping his arms around himself. Taking this as permission, Jack clambers up onto the ledge and sits down beside him, not quite close enough to touch, letting his legs dangle over the edge.

The silence stretches on and on, as vast as the expanse of sky overhead. Hesitant, Jack allows it to linger for a long, breathless moment, and he’s honestly not sure if he’s trying to gather his thoughts or his nerve.

But finally he says, “Ain’t seen much’a you tonight. Ain’t seen much’a you in ages, really.”

He pauses there, trying to judge Davey’s reaction to his gentle prodding. But Davey doesn’t move, doesn’t even turn to face him, as still and stone-faced as a statue.

The pit in Jack’s stomach grows even wider.

Aloud he continues, “And I’m not tryin’ ta point fingers, Dave, but I’m startin’ to worry that somethin’s gone wrong between us. Horribly wrong. Maybe—“ He sucks in a breath. “Maybe so wrong that it can’t be fixed.”

He wants Davey to reassure him, to explain away the unease that colors their every interaction, why each conversation seems to end with a thousand words left unspoken. To say that it’s all going to be okay.

But he doesn’t say anything. Not a single, godforsaken word, and somehow, out of everything, that’s what cuts the deepest.

See, you have Jack “on the verge of death, but everyone else’s health and safety are more important than mine lol” Kelly and David “I love my friends but I need to stay healthy too because I deserve it” Jacobs and they are in love if you even care.

im just saying katherine as a famous if somewhat controversial author, jack as the photographer of a trashy gossip mag trying to get pictures of her and davey as her stressed manager who keeps thwarting him at every turn. discuss.