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epsi-l0n · 2 years
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oh who do you kin? huxley and or david shaw? *passionately kisses you on the mouth*
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no-see-um-incorrect · 9 months
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I’m in the mood for David. It feels like a David Shaw kind of day. Here’s some Davey and Angel headcannons  some sweet, some kinda sad.. maybe even spicy.
: after their first date, he went into work with the biggest smile Asher and Milo have seen on him since before his dad passed away. He obviously denied it. And didn’t tell them about angel until the relationship got serious 
: The first time they saw each other shirtless, they both kind of stopped for a minute, and just stared in aw of the other person 
: David will sometimes “thank the universe” for bringing them two together……little does he know he’s actually  thanking someone (💋 A forehead kiss to caelum)
: one time angel got into a small car accident. we’re talking nobody was hurt just minor damage to both cars. But the way David was acting you would think it was life-threatening. He could barely sleep. He would cling to angel for days after.  overall just in the panic zone.
: his D!ck is BIG 
: he has piercings he just doesn’t put them in, unless it’s a special occasion. Both for professionalism and so they don’t snag on things
: Asher called Angel “Pack Queen”(queen, being a gender neutral term in this case) and now on occasion, David will call Angel his queen (he kinda joking. kinda not)
: David likes to gently brag to angel, about how just his presence and name can scare the shit out of people. (take my poor Sam for example)
: angel will have David bend down acting like they’re trying to whisper something in his ear….. when in reality, they’re just trying to look down his shirt (get a peek at the man titties ya know)
: David sometimes gets nightmares about his dad’s accident  and when he wakes up, he’s in a bit of a panic and Angel helps him through it.
“I know baby… I know…”
“there’s nothing you could’ve done Davey”
“our brains make us spiral into 1 million hypotheticals. What we could’ve done, what we could’ve done differently. But…. it was out of your control”
: angel has spent months trying to talk David into getting a pet. But it all comes down to the same thing.
“would it be weird for a werewolf to adopt a dog?
“we’re not getting a dog angel”
“Milo‘s mate needed some help with something so I went over to their house and saw Milo‘s cat aggro….. he’s really sweet and fluffy…”
“angel if you want to get a cat, be my guest, but you’re not going to catch me cleaning its litter box”
Let’s just say they’re still working on an agreement 
: their contact names for each each other
😏Davey💙 & little snot💘 respectfully
: angel will send a suggestive light on clothing (wearing almost nothing but one of David’s hoodies) photo to David while he’s at work…….he knows he can’t leave work…… and so does Angel. So round five minutes later, Angel will get a text.
“You are so DONE When I get home”
: their favorite Disney movie to watch together is Hercules 
: when David was talking to the other pack members about their treatment of Milo. Angel had their ear up to the door. so if Milo doesn’t give sweetheart a play-by-play angel will.
That’s all for right now. Hope you guys enjoyed. Forgive me if there’s any typos, my glasses are STILL BROKEN 
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WOW ITS BEEN SO LONG SINCE IVE DONE ONE OF THESE!!
Welcome back to the Shaw Pack Mates Super top secret and totally unknown by anyone outside of the group groupchat. (Name trademarked by Angel.)
Whether these are real conversations I’ve overheard/seen/partaken in or not is entirely unknown and shall stay that way.
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CW: Crack, Angel needs to learn what boundaries are but not in a toxic way, Sam is asking for a god to save him he’s not picky on which god he’ll even rely on science it doesn’t even need to be religious, Sweetheart please for the love of the universe put the cat down, Baabe why are you just sitting there laughing?
Actual CW: Crack, mentions to others being sneaky link/hoes/sluts but in a friendly platonic way, GN listeners. Any reference to gendered terms is purely for the memes and not to be taken seriously.
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Redacted Masterlist
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Angel: im so disappointed in u all
Sam: Oh dear. What’s upset you now?
Angel: is that lip im hearing
Baabe: if my boss finds out im on my phone right now im so dead. so whats wrong bb?
Sweetheart: Tracking down a covert breaker. Cant talk rn.
Sam: Now I’m actually concerned. Is this genuine, or is Angel being Angel again?
Angel: not one of u said ‘congrats on ur nuptials’
Sam: I wasn’t aware anyone called marriage nuptials anymore, but also if I’m not mistaken you two have yet to have your wedding since you both are still planning it?
Baabe: CONGRATS ON YOUR NUPTIALS YOU SILLY GOOSE
Angel: this is why im marrying with baabe
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Baabe: LETS GET DOWN TO BUSINESS
Angel: ooooooo teeaaaaa
Sweetheart: That’s what he said.
Sam: I think one day I will gather the strength to leave this groupchat.
Angel: oh ill just add u back and then kidnap u to drag u to my basement so u cant ever try to leave me again
Sam: Angel what the fuck.
Angel: HE DIDNT USE A COMMA IM THE REAL WINNER HERE
Baabe: to defeat the huns~
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Angel: im so upset rn its not even funny like i cant live laugh love under these conditions
Baabe: aweeee what’s wrong bby?
Sam: Is there something I could do to help? I will if I can.
Angel: hang on i gotta wait for sweetheart to respond so i can get all the attention necessary
Sweetheart: Sorry I was just filming a tiktok with Aggro. Whats up
Angel: perfect all my three hoes are here
Sam: I resent being called that, but I also recognize my powerlessness in getting you to change it, so continue.
Angel: do yall even have any clue how expensive it is to buy a mcdonalds bouncy house
Sweetheart: Why are you trying to buy a bouncy house
Baabe: ngl i’m kinda curious about that too
Angel: well i could just buy it because ur bitch is rich rich but i share a joint account with my mega alpha gigachad of a finance so i cant buy it without him noticing but i wanna keep it a surprise so theres just a bouncy house in our backyard when he comes home
Sam: Don’t you mean your ‘fiance’?
Angel: no i mean finance im just with davey for his money but my real loves is my three hoes in this gc
Sweetheart: Youre so romantic Angel
Baabe: ikr? like just marry me already
Angel: anyways this is my way of asking u to buy me a bouncy house who wants the privilege
Angel: DONT JUST LEAVE ME ON READ YOU SLUTS
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Angel: SOS
Baabe: whats wrong sneaky link?
Sam: Once again, I am confused whether or not this is a serious thing or Angel is playing up the dramatics again.
Sweetheart: I can send you a picture of my son if that will help
Angel: yes pls i miss my baby boy Angel: and also were out of sugary cereal and davey is making me eat his yucky worm food
Sweetheart: WHY DID YOU WRITE SOS? THIS IS A 911 EMERGENCY!
Baabe: dw bb i got u. just ask him why hes giving you his dog food.
Angel: oooo good idea hell take it away then and tell me to just starve and give me the chance to naruto run to sams house for breaky
Sam: Now hold on just a minute. I don’t recommend doing that Angel, also I don’t need to eat food and Darlin isn’t here for me to have any reason to make breakfast. I think you’ll survive a morning without your cereal.
Angel: YALL HE THREW A PLASTIC SPOON AT ME HALP
Baabe: MWAHAHAHAHHAHAHA
Sweetheart: rip
Angel: You’re next. - David
Baabe: oh fuck
Sweetheart: MWAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA
Sam: rip
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angel-noaxod · 1 year
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even MORE incorrect quotes of the Shaw pack mostly angel in honor of Angel and Davey getting fucking HITCHED. YEAH
okay enjoy :)
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angel's friend: be honest with me, what is the real reason why you are not dating rght now?
angel: because my rommate doesn't like the idea of me bringing men home.
davey: for the last time, we're not roommates we're married!
angel: i didn't know you were in here..
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angel: you have exactly three seconds to explain why you just woke me up!
davey: because it's morning and you should be awake
angel: oh.. interesting..i didn't know you wanted to DIE today
davey: angel you can't kill me
angel: it's too late i've already decided how!
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angel: you're stupid!
asher: well you're dumb!
angel: ..
angel: i don't like your hair!
milo: *gASP* ohmyGod they went there-
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asher: okay this one's really simple!
milo: uhh.. water?
asher: no no no hot!
davey: lava?
asher: no no no think hotter!!
angel: oh oh! davey's dad!
tank: oh my God ew what..
asher: YES THAT'S CORRECT
davey: wait what the-
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asher: two best friends sitting in a tree!
babe: yup
asher: they might kiss!
babe: no
asher: they might?
babe: no they won't
asher:
asher: why'd you have to say that..
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*ash and angel playing a game*
angel: THE FUCK YOU CALL ME DAWG
angel: IM GOING FULL MEXICAN ON YOUR BITCH ASS
angel: *ANGRY SPANISH NOISES*
asher: DAVID TELL ME WHAT THEY'RE SAYING
davey: pf-
asher: WTF THEY SAYING BRO I DON'T SPEAK TACO BELL
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angel: when first met you, i thought you were weird and annoying
asher:
asher: and?
angel: and you are.
angel: i've just grown to like that about you
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angel: goodmorning my gorgeous fiance
davey: leave me alone
angel:
angel: SOMEONE woke up with an attitude!
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asher and milo singing loudly in the car: TOMOROW!! NA NA NA NA NA
angel: ash there ain't gonna be no tamananananana
angel: if you don't put your fucking seat belt be belt be belt ON!
davey, holding on to angel for dear life: we're gonna die-
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asher: how old are you again?
angel: uhh..
angel: it's 2022 right?
asher: yeah..
angel: yeah okay hold on..
angel: *starts counting on their fingers*
milo: ???
angel: [age]
asher: did you really just have to calculate your own age?
angel: well i didn't think i'd MAKE IT THIS FAR
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quinn: i could kill you right now if i wanted to.
angel: i..i mean like..so could anyone else..
quinn: . what?
angel: i mean like, so could a horse.. a cat..
angel: like i really ambitious duck..
angel: you're not special...
davey: oh my God.
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and now i give you
✨ angel hating christian for the rest of this post ✨
i know he got some character development but i still don't like him :)
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christian: you really shouldn't joke about your parents' deaths
christian: that's really disrespectful
angel:
davey: angel don't-
angel: what're you gonna do?
angel: tell my mom?
asher: pfft-
angel: tell my dad?
davey:
angel: go ahead! they're listening!
angel:
angel: they said SHUT UP
christian:
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christian: i think i pulled a muscle
angel: you can't pull what you don't have
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asher: what should we get christian for his birthday?
angel: talent.
milo: HA
davey:
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christian: thought you guys were my friends.
angel: IM not your friend :D
davey: Jesus angel
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angel: welcome to dating advice with angel!
angel: christian, what's your question!
christian: how do you tell if a girl likes you-
angel: she doesn't!
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christian: okay how do i get a girl to ask me out?
asher: uhh
angel: mm.. well you know how everyone says "just be yourself"?
christian: yes..?
angel: well don't do that!
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christian: you can't think of one thing that you like about me?
angel:
angel: i like when you're sad
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christian: this martini is delicious
angel: that's fucking fanta!
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my personal self-insert of angel is my favorite. interesting way of making you love yourself 💀
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pigeonwit · 3 months
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hihi pidge - punch your lights out for the wip game pls :)
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this is exciting for me cause i love 'punch your lights out' soooo much
it's an arcade au set in the 1990s (yes that's a bold choice for a gen z to make no i don't care) - jack is a cashier at medda's very run down arcade in their very sad small town. pretty much everyone's going out of business and with consoles drying up arcades, they're kind of just. counting their days until they close. so medda tells jack she's going to be opening up their roller rink again - to their town's local roller derby team. which jack is,,, not thrilled about; a men's roller derby team in a 90s small town is just a big neon sign that says 'UNSTABLE AND GAY', and jack's a chubby foster kid with ADHD who's picked on enough already, being around the local insane queers is not going to help. and then david jacobs comes into the arcade. david jacobs, the new kid, the immediate valedictorian, the perfect boy next door who everyone fucking adores. everyone except jack. because david jacobs is a smarmy pretentious asshole who hates him for no reason. so they have a standoff; whether davey's queer or not, jack's assuming he's not going to want people to know he runs around in legwarmers and glittery eyeshadow wrestling other men on a roller rink - but if jack were to tell someone, davey would get spot to immediately kick his ass into oblivion. it's a rock-and-a-hard-place situation. so they decide to deal with each other. and it's... fine.
(it is not fine. but we will get to that. eventually. someday.)
snippets under the cut for your convenience!!
It doesn’t help that Davey’s weird. Not Race weird or Crutchie weird or even Kath weird – weird in a way Jack can’t quite get. It’s like walking into the arcade rinses away his prim-and-proper schoolboy act completely, leaving behind something ancient and secret that Jack can’t stop looking at.
Right now, Davey is – in the most literal way possible – climbing Hotshot like a tree. He’s got his arms wrapped around his shoulder and has locked his knees around Hotshot’s waist, and is now clambering his way across his broad shoulders so that he can dangle like a scarf around his neck (Jack is discovering that Davey isn’t so much built like a regular person, but more of a cat, able to turn his body into a wet noodle at will). Hotshot, for his part, has barely moved a centimetre under Davey’s weight and is still engaged in his conversation with Spot. Even Davey’s taking part, laughing and chatting away, and the rest of them nod along and smile at whatever he’s saying as if he’s not got an arm and a leg wrapped around Hotshot’s neck. Jack doesn’t understand it at all.
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“Davey.” Jack says blankly. “What are you doing.”
Davey keeps staring at the ceiling.
“Davey, you’re on the floor.”
And Davey should say something clever and biting and fucking annoying, like ‘oh, am I? Here I thought I was in Tahiti’ or – fuck, Jack doesn’t know, he’s not smart. But Davey just hums quietly and drifts the wheel on his heel back and forth, back and forth, and Jack tries not to be entranced by the raise of his knee, the flex of his thigh. Fucking Davey.
“It’s a good floor.” Davey says, far away. “Feels nice, being part of the floor.”
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trash-bats · 5 months
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First off, thank you for your enthusiasm Wintyr :D
There's at least three AFI notes I could think of -- the invite from Clandestine, the Miss Murder note, and the invite from Hidden Knives. I needed something to rep Blood so I went with HK in the sketch, but I'm reconsidering it since it's not as iconic or legible. It's hard to think of other Blood rep besides putting the triangle/blood drops logo somewhere. (A Snow Cats themed plush does sound cool, like if it had a "cutie mark" of the logo??) Miss Murder should get representation though. Would a few knives poorly hidden within the piece count as a Hidden Knives reference...?
The icy grey pants + pink shoes would probably only work if I do the piece in full color, but also damn I want to reference it lol! Maybe alternatively I could hide a muddy bike to represent the "filthy bike-o"? I'm also now thinking about a) including the AFI-branded Vans, and b) drawing only a single shoe to thinly reference the iconic "is that not you're fucking shoe? You just wanted it because I touched it?!" from my first AFI concert.
I def need something from the Five Flowers mystery -- I actually took part of my name from it! (chopped the "char" off of "charlottenothing"). Will have to do some sleuthing to see if I can get any image references of the secret show tix. I have the ticket stub for "The Nightmare After Christmas" show in 2002 with the TNBC art on it, but maybe I can fit both.
Thinking about some other additions. I need is something to represent STS20 -- probably going with the leaf confetti for that. Also could use a 337 somewhere. I think I'm missing SYMAOYE rep...I considered doing the magic box where the album art was taken from, but that would be awfully complicated. Can't exactly do the entire ice cream truck from the Third Season mv. Something to do with threes??? Maybe I should go over the lyrics to try and find something. Black Sails needs something too -- perhaps a Malleus Maleficarum book?
Going off of your idea of using a photo of a kid with a mohawk, I think I could maybe pull off including at least one Polaroid & it would be fun to reference an old photo of Davey in particular. I know exactly which one I'd want to do, too. I can't find it offhand, but it's from the mid-90's when he had a mohawk & he's making a ridiculous face.
More possible ideas: the shovel from my beloved "goth mom" photoshoot circa 2002. Flowers referenced in their lyrics, perhaps the bouquet of flowers from the Dulcería mv. A pumpkin from the Totalimmortal mv. A (vegan) muffin, to reference Davey's quote in the Punk Rock Museum. CD's/vinyl of some of their big inspos like Misfits & The Cure.
I certainly have a lot to think about & research >:3
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walkman-cat · 4 months
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hands up tell me abt Your star trek au right now!! on the double bro. what are the tensions it all looks too kind & magical i don’t trust it yet
(if it is literally kind & wonderful i am grateful i am thankful i am honored i’d just like to hear more)
-@jack-kellys
i'm ngl my star trek au au is mostly running on vibes wbwbwb so it is pretty kind and happy and warm (i just really like how much everyone in the enterprise's crew has such a respect and care for each other yknow. found family and all that innit).
that being said, here are some funky things about the characters ive been thinking about lately (under a cut because i'm incapable of being concise):
the stars were essentially jack's santa fe. he grew up surrounded by stories of starship captains and space and it became his lifelong dream and ambition to captain a starship, something which he dropped everything to attain. now he is captain of a starship– one of the youngest in starfleet's history– and it's wonderful and fantastic and he's never felt more alive! but there's always something gnawing at the back of his mind (he's based his entire life up until this point around this moment, it was a driving force and a beacon to look up to when times were tough. what if the experience is nothing like his dreams and he ends up disappointed? what happens when the mission's over? what'll become of him?).
also starfleet's assigned him a galaxy-class starship with families onboard and he's having a Time because of it (what if they get hurt under his watch. what if he gives the wrong order and a child dies. starfleet officers know the risks of space travel and are aware of this but the families. the children). other than that he's having a great time !!
kath's half-betazoid on her mother's side, but she never knew her mother nor has she ever been to betazoid (i really went woe! being mixed and only connected to one of your cultures but still being unable to fit in even there because of the fact that you're mixed be upon ye!). she's trying real hard to learn more about betazoid and who her mother is even though she knows she won't really feel like she "belongs" in betazoid either. she's working on understanding and using her empathic/telepathic powers more.
oh also!! pulitzer is a notorious and not-well liked admiral, when kath joined the acedmy she officially had her name changed to plumber and has since told no-one that they're related (this surely won't backfire terribly on her in the future)
also because this is the spot (cat) show, kath loves spot (cat) and wants to babysit her and play with her but alas. she is allergic to cats
race cannot catch a break– he's got a massive losing streak at senior officer poker night, spot (cat) hates him, he can't grow a beard but every time theres an impostor/clone/mirror universe situation the other version of him always has a beard (this is half in jest but also it amuses me wbwb)
jokes aside, i've been having a whole bunch of race as first officer thoughts (and a lot of riker and race parallel thoughts but. that's another story). i don’t really know how to explain it other than the way riker acts in the last episode of tng season two (yes, the riker montage episode) when facing death (joking around and keeping up the appearance of flippancy and courage in the face of agonising death because he’s first officer and there are people who look up to him and he has to set an example) seemed very race and very kony to me, in a way. (youve got this to blame for riker beard race. im not sorry)
race is also one of the first people to advocate for les becoming acting ensign. he makes it very clear that he's in les' corner and makes himself responsible for his studies and sometimes his training (and he teaches him poker).
OH ALSO! sarah and davey didnt know les ws going to be onboard and only found out about his presence after they'd set off. did he sneak onboard?? mayyyybeee (he just really wants to be a starfleet officer). after the initial shock (and notifying their parents) sarah and davey start the Let Les on the Bridge campaign (letting him watch the bridge from the turbolift, helping out in sciences and engineering, etc etc) the that eventually leads to les becoming acting ensign. it reaches a point where most of jack's senior officers would probably mutiny all for this kid.
there's more stuff but i'll stop rambling now because, again, i have a problem with being concise wbwbw. thankyou soso much for the ask rizz once again i love your star trek au so much and am always eager to hear more wbwbw!!! :D
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frogmanfae · 7 months
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Screams excitedly those are two of my fave livesies too!!
What are your headcanons for them?
Ooh ok ok ok I'm gonna section this
Elmer
Canon era
This isn't original but he has a cat who's the ugliest thing ever but he loves it so much
Big family, lots of siblings, raised by a single dad in over his head (this might be canon)
Almost completely illiterate. He learned the alphabet and that's about as far as he's been able to get. Buttons reads the headline to him every day and has tried to teach him but not much has actually stuck
Buttons is his best friend fs
He's definitely close with Spot Conlon. Someone told me that they think they're half brothers and I can't figure out if I like that or if I think they're a teeny bit in love. I think it depends on the context.
Elmer is Elmer in Manhattan but sometimes he sells in Brooklyn and he's Graves. The only one who knows he's both of these people is Race, who finds it extremely funny whenever someone else says something about Graves in Manhattan or Elmer in Brooklyn
First generation Polish American who's fluent in the Polish language. Because of this, he's good friends with Davey (a Polish immigrant) and he asks him about the country a lot. They both find it pretty refreshing to be able to speak the language and talk about Poland with someone they aren't related to.
Raised in a very religious setting, but once he started selling papers he used it as an excuse to escape the church (religious trauma)
Hides his feelings. If he has to cry he holds it in until night. He usually spends those nights on the street so his siblings don't hear and no body in the lodging house asks
He's on the younger side of the newsies. Either the youngest of the oldest or the oldest of the youngest
He's trying to provide for his family but he's often largely unsuccessful. Not because he's bad at selling or anything, but because a dime doesn't go as far with 9 people to feed
Modern Era
A lot of the canon era stuff carries over (the ugly cat, big family, Buttons, religious trauma, hiding his feelings...)
He really likes Spiderman. Like a lot.
His family isn't the most accepting in terms of his queerness but they could definitely be worse. They kind of just don't acknowledge it most of the time.
He likes to paint his nails. Or rather get his nails painted. Usually Buttons or Jojo does it, but the first time someone painted his nails it was his older sister before she moved out. His favorite color to do is pink but it's more often black so nobody makes a comment because he doesn't want to deal with it
He's one of those fluffy hair boys for sure
He likes experimenting with makeup, nothing too dramatic, but some shiny eyeshadow, some eyeliner (he hasn't been able to do a wing yet) a little bit of lip gloss.. He really likes blush tho, he wears it as often as he can
His sister got him a skirt as a joke and he's only ever put it on once to try. He doesn't love it and he's never worn it after that, but if he's going to a party he might consider it and not go through with it
Despite what literally everyone thinks, man can hold his liquor
He has glasses
He likes chunky jewelry. He has two piercings in each ear that he usually wears black studs and small black hoops in. He wants to get more piercings when he can, but that's it for now
Mountain Dew addict
Or pineapple Fanta addict
Both probably
He plays the flute and the guitar, but most people only know about the flute
He knows flower language. He and Sarah get together at least once a month to talk about flowers
Big over the ear headphones
So easily eepy, man can sleep anywhere no matter the conditions
He struggles a lot with his mental health, but he started to get help and talk more about it when he was nearing the end of high school
Finch
Canon era
Steals Specs's glasses more often than anyone realizes
He has a little sister but hasn't seen her since he ran away
He didn't really mean to run away, but he got into an argument with his parents one night and he stormed out. He got caught up in something and wound up in the Refuge for 6 months. After he got out, he couldn't bring himself to go back. He had just spent half a year getting tortured and degraded and if he went home and his parents were still mad (especially now that he had gotten arrested and disappeared for so long) he wouldn't have been able to handle it. So he never tried
He's actually really good at gambling. Like really good. Most of the time he's not even trying. It drives Race insane
He's close friends with Albert and he might have some more than platonic feelings about him, but he's not entirely sure because he has the same feelings about other people (Crutchie) so it might just be good friend feelings (is it tho?)
He lovesss some good word play
He won't often go out and make trouble himself, but he definitely follows people into trouble a lot
Modern Era
Again, some of this carries over (stealing Specs's glasses, confusing feelings about his friends, word play, following people into trouble...)
He's really close with his sister. She's several years younger than him, but she's his whole world
His parents are divorced and he lives with his dad most of the time, but his mom is still very present in his life
He doesn't do anything to his hair. Like he doesn't even brush it most of the time. Just shampoo and conditioner. It makes Race so pissed that his curls aren't all over the place
Archery 100℅
He doesn't excel in school but he's a straight B student (with the occasional C in math)
He doesn't play hockey, but he does watch it when it's on TV
He knows how to braid, mostly because of his sister. Not just normal braids either, several types of braids. Fishtail, Dutch, French, bubble, all of the above
He's kind of quiet in class, but not so much when he's with his friends
Not a whole lot really bothers him. He's the guy all his friends come to when they're upset
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piedoesnotequalpi · 16 days
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Some post-HIWB Jatherid notes, because I love them and I have to do something with all the thoughts languishing in my planning document:
I still haven't decided if they end up in Denver or Santa Fe. Vote now on your phones!
Davey and Katherine both keep their day jobs, but Jack shifts into working as a graphic designer part-time because he starts being able to sell more of his original art after the show (and because he’s combining finances with two other people).
Jack is the most morning person out of the three of them, so he ends up making breakfast for everyone a lot of the time (he is also a little more of a house-spouse than the other two since he has fewer/more flexible work hours, and he’s darn proud of it).
Davey feels really weird about going back to teaching at first, since people know he was on the show and some of his students/their parents and coworkers saw him on the show. But parents mostly leave him alone about his relationship status, and it helps a lot that he, Jack, and Katherine all keep quiet about what happened in the fantasy suites.
As Davey mentioned, they have to maintain four relationships. Periodically one of them will visit family/friends to give the other two some space, or two of them will have a date night when the third has something else going on. They try to be proactive about communicating and such, and they’re mostly successful.
Either Katherine and Jack or Davey and Jack might do marriage paperwork for health insurance reasons, but they can’t all three get married obviously. That doesn’t stop them from having a wedding, though!
They adopt a cat after Davey suggests it, and the cat ends up being something of an ESA for Davey.
They all go on a road trip together once or twice a year–sometimes to visit family, sometimes just to explore. Sometimes this means flying somewhere and then renting a car, other times they start from their house. Occasionally they take some of the more scenic Amtrak routes (like the empire builder) in place of a road trip.
Katherine never really improves her relationship with her parents, but the feeling is mutual and she’s gained two sets of loving parents from her partners anyway.
They end up hosting a date on a future Bachelor(ette) season and some contestants go “wow literally icons can’t believe I’m meeting them” and others are a little confused by their season.
At some point, they visit Austin and do not stop by Henry’s deli (but they do post on social media so that Henry knows they chose not to visit).
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i-didnt-do-1t · 10 months
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Waves im here with a prompt! Race asking Jack's advice about something
Hello! Thank you, hope you enjoy :) they are best friends
“Jack, I need advice.”
Jack didn’t know how Race got into Medda’s theatre before official opening hours without her letting him in, and frankly he was too afraid to find out.
The more pressing fear however was the fact that Race had made him jump so hard he almost fell off the ladder he was using to reach the top of an old backdrop and repaint a cloud that had been bothering him every time he looked at it.
“I’m a little busy Racer.”
“Yeah. With giving me advice.”
It never took Race long to make Jack give up whatever activity he was doing to provide him with attention. Actually, he wasn’t all that different from the cat Mush had snuck into the Lodging house a couple months back, now that he thought about it.
He started to climb down the ladder, tucking his paintbrush into the already paint splattered apron he was wearing.
“You’re insufferable y’know that.”
“Oh big word, learn that one from Dave?’
Jack hit him over the back of the head with his hat as he jumped the last couple of steps, rolling his eyes and then threw an arm across Race’s shoulder before he could try and make an escape, dragging him to his side and grinning at Race’s attempts to shove him off before quickly giving up and accepting his fate as Jack’s arm rest, a role usually reserved for Davey.
“Yeah, but that ain’t the point.”
“So that advice I need.”
Jack rolled his eyes again,
(and y’know what? Race was beginning to think he was spending too much time around Davey if he was honest, if Jack was picking up his habits this much, it couldn’t be healthy)
“What about it?”
“You get the odd nightmare right Jackie?” He frowned, “Don’t answer that. You’ll lie n’ I know for a fact you will, so better question, how do ya fall back asleep after a nightmare.” He tried to pull away from the weight of Jacks arms around his shoulder and failed. “I ain’t been sleeping so good lately n’ I don’t want to ask any of the other fella’s and-“
“You talks a lot when your pride’s hurt.”
“Mentioning a man’s pride is a low blow Jack n’ you know it.”
He pulled Race impossibly closer, veering on a headlock and ruffled his hair with his free hand as he spoke, grinning and far too proud of himself.
“My advice is to not think about it. Think about something else instead.”
Race attempted to twist out of his grasp. “What like Sante Fe?”
Jack’s next goal was to make use of the paint coated paintbrush in his apron pocket. “Alright, now who’s going for low blows.”
“Cowboy, if you cover me in paint I ain’t ever forgiving you.”
“All’s fair in love and war.”
Race tried to twist away from him again, cheeks hurting from his attempts at not smiling as he tried to wrestle his way out of Jack’s iron grip. “You are spending-“ he twisted again, catching his breath. “Far too much time around Davey- who the hell said that?”
“Shakespeare, I think.” Jack made another attempt to grab his paintbrush without loosening his grip on Race. “I don’t know, sometimes he just talks and I have to sit there and pretend to listen otherwise he gets this look like a cat locked outside in the rain.”
“Hah!” Race’s hand closed around the paintbrush.
“Goddamn it Race-“ Race snorted as he admittedly somewhat aggressively trailed the paint end of the brush up Jack’s arm. It didn’t loosen his grip. “-I just washed my shirt.”
“50 cents says I win.”
Jack made an attempt at a grab for the brush, and Race made use of the advantage of an opening to twist an arm out.
“50 cents says I tell Kid you’re the one who stole the sandwich he was saving,” Jack shot back.
“Thought we were meant to be like brothers Jack- close as thieves n’ all that.”
“Yeah that was ‘fore-“ he lurched forward, missing the brush narrowly, “you got paint on my shirt.”
“You started it.” Race grinned as he was able to move his arm fast enough to line a blob of baby blue paint directly down the side of Jack’s face, “I was just lookin’ some brotherly advice.”
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we-are-inevitable · 1 year
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Your ask box is my kingdom, I am taking it over
But anyway I so badly want your thoughts on Jack and Davey in my college prof au please please please I know I haven't spoken about it on tumblr yet except from a little bit but I love your Javid so yeah
-has watched high school musical thank you very much
ok ok @roideny obvi this is your au but here are my Very Important thoughts bc i love them Very Much ugh. in love w them
David Jacobs-Kelly:
44 years old, born in ‘79
Undergrad: majored in English, minored in Creative Writing
Masters: Poetics and Theory AdvC- NYU
Doctorate: English and American Literature, thesis is over gender and sexuality in Shakespeare
he’s been Dr. Jacobs-Kelly for about seventeen years by the time the story takes place!
as a prof, he teaches a comp class, an honors comp (Critical Analysis and Writing), and some creative writing/poetry courses! he’s a very busy man.
he meets Race, Albert, and Finch because they’re students in his comp class!
when he’s not teaching, he’s really involved in the local queer scene. i feel like he’s a staple at drag brunches and pride celebrations; he’s not a huge club fan anymore but he still loves being Involved. growing up during the aids crisis is traumatizing at the least, and im sure he lost a few friends, so he stays up to date in the queer stuff to sort of honor them.
he marries jack in 2011 when gay marriage is legalized in new york!
he’s a huge shakespeare fan, as seen by his phd studies. he has a hamlet-inspired tattoo because he’s gay
tbh he probably has a cat named after shakespeare (they have two cats im calling it now. shakespeare and bryan, name courtesy of jack)
he and jack don’t have any kids, but he’s a loving fun uncle for Les and Sarah’s respective kids!
Jack Jacobs-Kelly:
45 years old, born in ‘78
Undergrad: Studio Art! but he dropped out after a semester <33
he just decided that college wasn’t for him. why pay money for something he doesn’t need?
he goes straight into a set design apprenticeship that medda helps him get! medda is his adoptive mom, so he’s been around queer spaces and theatre since he was around 15. he loves it, it’s his home
that being said he probably sells his own paintings and maybe does mural work on the side, he likes to keep busy and is invested in the art scene, and he meets davey when davey moves to New York for his masters! he’s the reason davey stays in NYC <33
he’s very eccentric, and very much doesn’t give a fuck. he’s a black queer man- the universe already nerfed him, so why worry about anything else? i can see him being the really go-with-the-flow husband to davey’s more tight-strung academic vibe. they really balance each other out
again, they don’t have kids, but i feel like this jack is very much For The Youths? i can see him volunteering a lot, working for organizations that help troubled kids get into the arts— i feel like it’s his passion project that makes him feel better when davey is busy at the university all day. in another life he’s a foster parent, but he and davey just don’t have the lifestyle to foster, so he focuses his energy elsewhere!
whenever davey “adopts” some freshmen he’s always on board. he really hits it off with Albert!
not as involved in the queer scene as davey, but his career is literally in musical theatre set design, so even if he’s not in the queer scene he’s In The Queer Scene
i don’t wanna talk about him losing medda but i can see him eventually inheriting the theater!
he loves his nieces and nephews! he’s a big family guy
Extra Thoughts:
jack and davey are a pair. they rarely go anywhere outside of work without each other, and they’re so, SO in love.
jack pretty regularly comes to see Davey while he’s at work; he’ll bring him lunch to office hours and pop in to watch him lecture from time to time.
davey attends the opening night of every show jack works on <33
their apartment is always a mess LMAO. davey has papers and books everywhere, there’s paint on the floor, brushes all over the place— it’s what happens when you cross a tired academic and an adhd creative. shit happens.
they actually stay pretty hip and on-trend? idk how it happens but jack is rlly good with youth culture and davey is on top of gay culture so like. yeah they work.
over summers and breaks, they travel a lot! not anything crazy expensive— they love international travel, but they’re also a big fan of road trips and rental cars!
they are my FAVORITES and i love them so much
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r3d1ke · 1 year
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Remember the petite cat that takes your shit while you do shores for ms crime lord? OH YWAH ABOUT HIM!! I BLORBOED HIM AND NOW HE IS MY NYAKUZA OC [ ignores j and Leif]
ENTERRR DAVEY BLAADEE! or who is rightful name is akirou
He is a mischievous fuck and I want him dead
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Ok now real talk
Davey blade is a nickname he had for a while for some reason and well he doesn’t mind
due to his mischievous behavior that may result of trouble he had some of his friends… uh .. lol got dead :D.. he regrets it although he doesn’t show it get shocked
OKOK
Akirou is one of the nyakuza cats you meet during game
He knows the metro by heart and somehow doesn’t fear the empress nor the consequences he never knows fear until seeing emp absolutely feral and the he understood the fear as a whole he was dragged into the shady industry by some of his old pals thinking its easy cash oh boy was that little fuck wrong as times go
He is mostly found in pink paw
=aro/queer i suppose
He/him user
And if he got humanized his fuckin voice would sound like karka-/hj
Ok thanks for listening since not much comes through mind
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calicostorms · 2 years
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Happy bday noodle!
A small ficlet about Angel bringing a kitten home and David gradually growing fond of it for your birthday! Much love @angelnoodlesoup
"We are not keeping it."
"Come on, just look at her face! How can you say no, Davey?" Angel whines, face pleading.
"We are not keeping it."
"Come on, just look at her face! How can you say no, Davey?" Angel whines, face pleading.
"Easily," he replies, staring at the little tabby kitten in their arms. David isn't a cat person, he's never owned a cat. They don't even have any equipment for owning a cat, let alone a kitten.
His partner pouts, holding the kitten close to their chest. "Don't listen to him," they say to the cat, "we'll keep you, don't let his big macho alpha stuff scare you."
The kitten mews pathetically as if in answer, little kitten claws digging into their sweater while they pet between her ears.
"One night," he relents finally with a deep frown. "Then we take her to a shelter tomorrow. If she throws up on the carpet it's going to be your responsibility."
Angel just grins, eyes already shining while they hold the kitten close. It'd be very cute if they weren't trying to convince him that owning a kitten of all things would be a good idea.
-
David wakes up with a little ball of fur curled up between them, cold nose pressed to his shoulder. Of course, he thinks.
The kitten is so small against him that he barely feels it, so he doesn't bother moving it while he reads through the news on his phone before getting up for work. It's not like he cares whether he disturbs her but she's just laying on his shoulder. It's fine.
He shifts in preparation to get up and the little kitten mews in protest, tiny claws digging into his worn sleep shirt.
"I'm going to work," he says, feeling stupid for talking to a cat of all things. "You have to move now."
As if in reply she stares up at him with big, plaintive looking eyes, and he sighs in annoyance.
"You can follow me to the kitchen if you want, but I'm leaving after breakfast. You can't cling to my shirt all day."
The kitten opens her mouth in a near-soundless, pathetic meow that makes the alpha roll his eyes. "Drama queen. It's not the end of the world."
Finally, he carefully shifts the kitten off his shoulder. Her body feels tiny in his hands, fragile and shaking ever so slightly as he prys her away from his chest to set her down on the blankets.
David sits up, watching the tiny kitten stare at him for several moments before she waddles awkwardly over to the edge of the bed and wiggles carefully before throwing herself off the edge of the bed and landing with a hard thunk.
He grimaces at the noise and quietly kneels on the ground to check the kitten over.
"That was a stupid decision."
The kitten stares up at him as he gets up and pads into their kitchen, hearing the kitten skid across the wood flooring while she follows at his heels as he walks, attempting to catch the soft fleece of his pants.
Once he stops, she actually catches it in her little paws and bats at it. He can feel the fabric shift against his leg and smiles slightly, endeared despite himself.
She chases after him as he makes breakfast, skidding over the floors in overexcitement and bumping against his legs any time he stands still. It's annoying as hell, having to walk over the fumbling kitten while he attempts to actually make food, but she doesn't seem deterred by his attempts to gently nudge her away with his feet.
He even gets his toes bitten for the trouble.
Ugh.
She gets under his feet endlessly while he's getting ready for work, jumping up to mess with his pants as he unfolds them and chewing with the laces of his boots while he's putting them on. The little kitten even tries to lay down on top of his shoes after he puts them on, which prompts a long suffering sigh of annoyance.
The alpha carefully pries her tiny paws away from his laces and picks her up to place her down on the ground beside them.
"Please don't puke on my couch," he says tiredly, watching the tabby as he opens the front door to leave. "I'll see you, little menace, tonight."
He hears a muffled meow through the door as he leaves, and a tiny paw sticks out from beneath it in a way that makes him stifle a smile of amusement.
-
By the time David comes home, he's received more comments about the kitten than about their actual job.
He's also received copious amounts of pictures of the kitten sprawled out on the couch or sleeping on top of Angel, which he has enjoyed, though he probably would deny it if someone pressed him.
The second he steps inside again he hears the kitten scampering across their wooden flooring, little paws unable to get a good grip. As he takes his boots off he watches the little tabby skid across their living room floor to finally arrive at his side and paw at his pants leg.
"Don't put holes in my work pants, little menace," he scolds, nudging their paws until they aren't attached to his pants leg anymore.
His expression softens as he spots his mate, pulling them in for a brief kiss. "Hi, Angel," David says quietly, trying very hard to ignore the kitten pitifully mewling at their feet.
They laugh, kissing him again before pulling away to pick up the kitten and kiss her on the forehead. "How was work?" They ask.
David just groans.
"How do you think? Of course the entire pack somehow knows about the kitten and is making a huge fuss. I'm sure you wouldn't know anything about that."
Bright eyes twinkle mischievously, a smile pulling the edges of their lips. "Of course not, Davey," they reply, "I'm completely innocent."
They're lying– Asher already admitted they texted a photo of the kitten to most of the pack, but he doesn't mind. If he did, he wouldn't be dating them.
"You're so far from innocent you could be in a different universe," he replies skeptically, but cups the back of their neck to guide them into a soft kiss regardless.
Unfortunately, it doesn't last long. It's derailed by a tiny, upset meow that makes Angel smile against his lips before pulling away. "She probably wants to be fed," Angel admits ruefully.
While he makes dinner, the kitten eats (loudly) and meows at him as if he's personally wronged her. He watches Angel play with her on the floor, quietly amused by watching the kitten paw at them. They can't keep the kitten, but it is cute.
He looks away, determined to remain strong.
Later, on the couch cuddling together with the kitten quietly napping on his thigh, he admits that he's enjoying having the kitten around. She's a menace and a pain in his ass, but when she's purring like a motor and passed out on his leg it's hard to mind so much.
Angel is playing some video game so he carefully strokes the kitten's tabby fur while stifling a fond smile.
She really is cute. Cuter than Aggro was when Milo first got them too, with her little button nose and wonky whiskers.
Angel leans their cheek on his shoulder with a grin that's so smug he already knows what's about to come out of their mouth.
"So we can keep the kitten?"
He groans, frustrated, but doesn't cease his gentle petting over the kitten's forehead. After their long pause he sighs heavily in defeat, kissing their temple.
"Yes, Angel. We can keep her."
He already knows that the little menace will become a welcome fixture in their afternoon cuddles on the couch and a completely spoiled brat.
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However, Your Mother
Welcome back to another Shaw Mates Group Chat Post that totally hasn't been sitting completed in my drafts for over a month because I forgot to post it nope not at all that would be utterly ridiculous ahahaha
This is pretty short though because my brain has been filled with angst for the past several months and crack isn't really doing much for me atm.
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CW: Angel is back on their crack shit but keeps getting rejected, Baabe is living for the gossip, Sweetheart is a bit more active, Sam just wants some normality but he should know better by now fr fr
Actual CW: Crack, Cursing, Shenanigans, GN Listeners, Any gendered terms are purely for the memes and should not be taken seriously in any kind of way.
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Sweetheart: My supervisor is literally dog turds
Angel: i dont know whether to be happy i wasnt first or upset that u didnt say cat litterbox droppings
Baabe: what happened invisi?
Sweetheart: Were circling back to that nickname later. Whats wrong is that theyre making me stay late
Angel: but but 2nites mate nioght
Sweetheart: I know it is thats why Im upset
Baabe: theres only one thing left to do. we cause a error in the computer system and hold their information hostage so that way invisi can sneak out. get it? sneak? cause theyre a stealth? im so funny.
Sam: I knew it was too much to hope that for once this was a normal and legal conversation, and yet I did so regardless. Good lord.
Angel: vamp daddy
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Angel: welcome to another episode of davey is gonna kill me
Baabe: whatd you do?
Angel: hol up a sec i need to wait for invisi and vamp daddy to be here
Baabe: if this was discord we could @ them.
Angel: omg it would be so fun to have a mates disc call
Baabe: IT WOULD
Sam: This is the highest level of my tolerance. I don't think I could handle a group call with all of you. Especially without David to monitor.
Angel: davey do be a sexy supervisor vroom vroom
Sam: I'm never going to be able to look at David the same now. Thank you for that.
Angel: yw now where is my invisible hoe
Baabe: imma call them.
Angel: that just leaves vamp daddy and me (っ˘ڡ˘ς)
Sam: Oh dear lord.
Angel: nope just me
Sweetheart: Whatd I miss
Baabe: angel fucked up again.
Sweetheart: Oh good
Angel: cool now that everyones here
Angel: how does one get dough off high ceilings and back into the kitchen
Sam: Do I even want to know how you managed that?
Baabe: by asking you have become complicit. congrats!
Sam: Shit.
Sweetheart: Before I tell you I wanna know how tf you managed to do that
Angel: so i was making pizza rite
Baabe: its gonna be a multi text situation. neat.
Angel: and the impulsive urge to yeet that motherfucker at the ceiling with the force of a thousands suns came upon this bitch
Sam: And that should be a lesson in control, kiddos.
Angel: but i couldnt do it in the kitchen because i wasnt in the kitchen
Sweetheart: Then where tf were you
Angel: in davey and me bedroom
Baabe: omg this keeps getting better. i cant wait to tell Ash.
Angel: we have hella high ceilings so i got on the bed and threw the dough at the ceiling
Angel: now its stuck and davey is gonna come home any minute
Sweetheart: I lied I have no idea how to get pizza dough off high ceilings I just wanted to hear the story hehehehe
Angel: ((유∀유|||))
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Baabe: all mates are wonderful. all werewolves are awesome (except chrissy all my homies hate chrissy) but Ash is by far the best. <3
Angel: omg i literally luv my house husband
Sweetheart: Disagree what evidence do you have
Baabe: three words invisi.
Angel: i love you
Baabe: no
Angel: rejected by my waifu im never gonna financially recover alexa play the wheels on the bus
Baabe: breakfast. in. bed.
Sweetheart: Three words for you
Angel: i love you
Sweetheart: No
Angel: rejected twice in one day by my waifus alexa play arabian nights
Sweetheart: Crumbs. In. Bed.
Sam: Why was this what I had to come in to?
Angel: sam wont reject me will u vamp daddy
Sam: Without hesitation I absolutely will.
Angel: im literally gonna kms ༼ ༎ຶ ෴ ༎ຶ༽
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yuujispinkhair · 11 months
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Hi hi hi 🥺 for the ask game!
Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?
want any tattoos? What of?
What’s your favorite band or artist?
Heyyyy baby <3<3<3
No, but my cat usually joins me at some point during the night and snuggles to my chest!! She is such a baby <3<3<3
I love tattoos, and one of my best friends is actually a tattoo artist, and she is super GOOD, so I could get a really nice tattoo anytime I want! But I am very reluctant to get a tattoo because I have a hard time deciding what to get. I grew up thinking I would get a small lighting bolt to show my love for Harry Potter, but now I would feel so uncomfortable with it after the shit the author did. I think the first tattoo I would get would be a constellation tattoo because I am a proud Sagittarius. And tbh I would love to get Yuuji's name :) And song lyrics: I remain in shadows growing wings. Will I ever get a tattoo?? I am not sure. I am just scared I will end up hating it later on. My friend is always like, "Tattoos would look so cool on you!!" But I am still unsure aaahh!!!
My favorite artist is Taylor Swift because it feels like she puts everything I ever felt into words. I can relate to her lyrics so much! My favorite band is AFI. I love the mix of happy-sounding music and super sad lyrics. Their music helped me a lot when I was struggling with life. I always thought that if someone like Davey, who writes such sad lyrics, is still alive and still able to laugh, then I can keep going too. They will always have a special place in my heart. But I also really love Fall Out Boy and My Chemical Romance!!
Thank you so much for sending me these <3<3<3
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pigeonwit · 10 months
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matches (drabble)
“Jaaaack…” Davey whines, swatting at Jack’s knee like a cat. “Could you-?”
“Aw, Davey,” Jack rolls his eyes dramatically. “Ya gonna make me light a candle for you every time?”
Davey makes one of his soft little sighs and looks at him through his downy lashes, blue eyes wide and gentle.
“Please?”
Jack glares and snatches the candle from Davey’s hand.
“You aren’t subtle.” He mutters; Davey only smiles innocently, the little shit.
(Jack loves him.)
“Don’t get why ya can’t just do this yourself.” Jack says, purely for the sake of saying it, because bickering with Davey on a lazy afternoon has quickly become Jack’s idea of heaven.
“Because I hate phosphorus smell and like papyrus-and-sage smell.”
“Oh, papyrus-and-sage,” Jack pitches his voice down pompously. “Books, Davey. You like book smell.”
Davey wrinkles his nose at him in a play-glare from where he’s splayed out on the couch, looking like a dream come true in a too-big hoodie – Jack’s hoodie, the little thief – and a pair of Re-Animator shorts that have ‘Blasphemy? Before what God?’ written on the ass in neon green.
“It’s different and you know it.”
“Of course, your royal pretentiousness.”
“I don’t need to explain myself to you.” Davey huffs, pretend-haughty, tipping his nose into the air so high that it cranes his neck back.
“Tell ya what, next time you need a candle, I’ll throw some Italian seasoning on a newspaper and burn it for ya, see if you can tell the difference.”
“Oh, har har,” Davey scoffs. He has his cheek propped lazily on the back of his hand, regarding Jack with slow, syrupy fondness, like he could watch him forever. Jack only smiles and grabs the matchbox strewn out on their side-table, leaning down a little further to press a kiss into Davey’s hair with an obnoxious little mwah, just to make him smile.
(Jack loves him.)
“Seriously, though.” He says as he fumbles with the matches. “Am I just your match-guy now? What’re ya gonna do if you need a candle and I ain’t here?”
Davey shrugs.
“Use a lighter, probably.”
“Wh-!” He says it just as Jack’s striking the match over the strip, and he whips around so quickly that it flies right out of his hands.
“Careful!” Davey forces his voice up high – that means ‘pretend scared’, Jack notes with pride, because when Davey’s actually scared, he doesn’t make noise at all (their friends may call Davey the smartass, but Jack has come to realize that he is absolutely the overachieving little teacher’s pet in their relationship).
“You little-!” Jack laughs incredulously as Davey giggles. “Then what’s the point in me lighting ‘em?”
“’Cause.” Davey says, smiling impishly as Jack lights another match and watches the wood bend under the flame. “You like watching matches burn.”
Jack jolts and forces his gaze away from the little pink flame.
“Wh- I do not-!”
“And,” Davey says pointedly. “I like arguing with you about matches.”
Jack freezes as he points the match head down onto the candlewick. Watches as the flame spreads from one to the other, a gentle transfer of warmth, and the wax begins to soften and pearl at the edges.
He scoffs, the noise shaky in his throat, and places Davey’s candle on the coffee table, right in the middle where Davey likes it.
“You’re a li’l weirdo, y’know that?”
Davey tangles a hand in Jack’s collar and presses a lazy kiss to his lips.
“You love me.”
(Jack really, really does.)
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