#alright. so ik it’s been a hot sec

[shadydirt]

Uhhhh… wip …

[tommiruewrites]

could I get something with a ftm pre-transition reader finally getting a gender affirming haircut and going to their boyfriend Peter Parker?? if not that's okay too

Run to You

word count: 0.9k

requested: yes | no requests: open | closed request rules here

warnings: ftm!reader but no pronouns used & no "gendered" compliments used

a/n: i love this req smmmmmiybjuyb. also, ik you requested this one a hot minute ago so i hope you're still here to read it!!

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Peter fiddles with little vials filled with his own creation, trying to screw the cap onto one of them. He sits criss-cross-applesauce on his bedroom floor, balancing the small tube between his pointer finger and his thumb. He finally twists the lid on it correctly, smiling proudly at his handywork, when he hears the doorbell to his apartment go off multiple times in a row. They usually didn't get many visitors, and he didn't make plans with anyone today. Maybe Aunt May ordered dinner? Maybe it was Happy. He walks closer to the door of his bedroom, pressing his ear firmly against it despite the fact that he would have been able to hear just fine from his previous position. 

"Hi Aunt May! Is Peter home?" Peters face lights up at the sound of your voice before scrunching up in confusion. He could hear your heavy breathing and your fast beating heart against your ribcage. You sounded like you had just run a marathon. "Oh, come on in! Is it an emergency?"

"No no no, don't worry, everything's fine. Great actually. I just have some good news."

Peter found himself pressing his ear further into the door. Quite frankly, if he had pushed any harder, he might have gone right through it.

"That's wonderful! Peter's in his room. Would you like a water?"

"No thanks, I'm alright. Thanks May!"

Peter stood there and listened as he heard your quick footsteps racing closer and closer and closer until-

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK  He jumped away from the door, the noise having been amplified more than it should have. 

"Peter, it's me! Is this a bad time?"

He blinks blankly at the door for a moment before coming to his senses. He shoves his web shooters and fluid into a random drawer. "No! No, it's not a bad time! Uh- One sec!" Kicking the formula sheets under his bed, he stumbles over to the door to let you in. 

You're in his room before he can even finish turning the handle, rambling on about how you ran the whole way here since you couldn't wait for the subway, and how you would "rather jump in front of a train than pay for a taxi to drive you three blocks". Peter shut the door behind you, listening intently to your ramblings. One thing that made you work so well together was that you could always understand each other's rants and rambles since both of your brains worked overtime. 

"Is everything okay?" Peter asks, leaning back against his desk to face you.

"Yeah, everything's great!" You plopped down at the foot of his bed, navy-blue hoodie pulled up over your head. You see a sheet of paper with complicated math equations scribbled all over it peeking out from under his desk. "Oh, sorry, were you doing homework?"

"What?" He follows your eyeline to the sheet, fumbling over to pick it up and push it into a bin, "Oh, no..." He laughs out nervously, "I just finished anyways so you're fine. You aren't interrupting or anything." He sighs out, turning back to face you, "It's cool!"

You smile at him, starting to get antsy again "Okay, cool." You fiddle with the stretched-out hair-tie on your wrist as you practically vibrate off the bed with how much you're fidgeting. 

Peter takes in your energetic body language, feeling himself starting to get fidgety. "So, what's up! We didn't have any plans today, did we?" Peter asks, mildly concerned he had forgotten something important. "I mean not that I don't want to hang out! It's great that you're here!" He starts babbling out, "I mean really, I love when you're here. I'm just- I'm a little confused..." 

You can't help but laugh at his little rant, standing up to walk closer towards him "We didn't have plans, you can relax." You see him visibly exhale in relief. "I just have something really cool to show you." His eyes widen slightly in excitement and anticipation. He's always been way too curious for his own good. You reach your hands up to grab your hood and pull it off of your head, revealing a brand-new haircut. The haircut you had been begging and pleading to get for months. You glance at him, buzzing with excitement as you ruffle up your new short hair. "What do you think?"

Peter froze for a moment, his brain needing a second to process it before he was beaming down at you, quite literally bouncing with excitement and happiness for you. "Are you kidding?! It looks amazing! You look amazing!" He pulls you into a bone crushing hug, but you couldn't care less about the lack of oxygen at the moment. He only lets you go just enough to look at you some more, "When did they finally let you cut it off?"

"Only an hour ago. I ran straight here to show you!" 

Peter could feel his insides literally exploding with emotions. He couldn't put his happiness for you into words if he was paid a million dollars. "You look amazing." He repeated, unable and unwilling to wipe the ginormous smile off his face. "Very cool. It suits you." You laughed and hid your face in his t-shirt, giddy with an overwhelming amount of peace. You pulled him impossibly tighter as you started to get a little emotional. You were so grateful to have Peter in your life.

"Thank you."

[smutggukk]

Airplane s*x; oneshot 🔞 fluff/smut @smutggukk / @gguksdimpless

“Baby have u packed everything?” “Yes I have” “sure?” “Yes jungkook” you giggle and grab your handbag, and suitcase, heading over to the smiling jungkook.

Today is your 3rd anniversary, and jungkook decided to surprise you with a trip to jeju island (ik cliche but 🤡) you both got in the car, and headed to the airport where the private jet is located. (😏)

Arriving at the private area, I excitedly open the door, ecstatic to enter the jet, you both close the doors of the car, and walk in the jet hand in hand, looking at the interior of the aircraft, you quietly gasp, it looks luxury and expensive (🤑) I’m even scared to touch something in case it breaks.

“Princess, follow me” walking through the slim hallway like path, passing the few seats, you both arrive at the end of the jet, he opens the door and you’re met with a huge master bedroom, this is amazing, damn I’m gonna enjoy the ride.

Jungkook releases a sigh and ruffles his hair, “babe, I need to handle something important, so I’m gonna be out for a few, if you need anything then click this button and someone will come help u, alright?” You pout and nod, feeling sad that you won’t be able to cuddle him, “don’t give me that face, little girl, I promise I’ll be back earlier than u think, I won’t be longer than 30 minutes”

“Okay fine..” you hug his waist, and enjoy the few seconds of his warmth, til he’s back. After sharing a few kisses he heads out, already missing his presence you plop down on the bed, “uugghhhh what now?” Deciding to just get into comfy clothes, you change, wearing his shirt of course.

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Time skip: 1 hour later

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An hour has passed and he isn’t even back, the jet has taken off already, he promised he’ll be back early, and he said he won’t take too long, what can he be doing? Thoughts of leaving the room and looking for him fill up your head, I’ll just go take a walk around.

Wearing a hoodie and socks, I leave the room, already surprised by the beautiful designs, even though you’ve already passed this place you can spot way more details. So many empty seats too, seems like he didn’t want anyone with us, are we perhaps alone together? Because I don’t see anyone.

You arrive at the middle, curtains blocking the other side, before you could pull the curtains, you hear your boyfriend jungkook laugh, also hearing chatting and giggles of a female, you stay still in your spot, is jungkook with a girl? You get bad thoughts, knowing jungkook he would never cheat, I slowly peek to see a bar, filled with drinks and only four people there including the bartender.

Two unknown females, one of them practically flirting with jungkook, while the other is drinking wine, feeling anger rush in you, he ditched you to come drink? Oh I’m gonna show this f*cker what he’s missing.

I march back to the room already having something planned, I’m gonna wear his favorite lingerie, and tease him all night, giggling I put on the red strawberry lingerie, on top of that I put on a silk red robe and little red matte lipstick, I curl my hair a little and smirk knowing he’ll have a hard time tonight.

Laying on the bed on my tummy, I scroll through my socials wondering when he’ll be back, a few minutes later I hear the open, knowing it’s jungkook I sit up and smile sarcastically, “oh how nice of you to join me” he sighs, “sorry princess, I had business to take care of, and then I had to meet up with some people” “oh really?” “Yeah..” he notices you’re fit and smirks, “so what have you been doing since I’ve been gone?”

“Oh nothing much, earlier I called someone because I wanted water, and this guy came handing me water, and he was pretty cute not gonna lie” you innocently smiled and went up to him, wrapping your arms around him, you nose grazes his left cheek as u feel him tense up, “what about u?” You whisper in his ear, he grips your waist and pulls you closer as if you aren’t already.

“I was thinking about u the whole time, I was out” “you were thinking about me? How cute” you let go of him and sit on the edge of the bed leaving him speechless.

“Don’t you think it’s hot here?” You start fanning yourself with you hand, then letting one of the robes sleeves hang down loose so your shoulder and bra strap is visible, he widens his eyes for a sec “then take it off, I don’t mind” he eyes your body, “or I could turn on the ac?“ you smile pecking his cheek, and grabbing the air conditioner remote and turning it on, “baby..”he says serious, pulling your chin so your facing him, “stop teasing me.” “Hm?”

He pulls you into a hungry kiss, his hands roaming around your body until he unties your robe, he smirks into the kiss and gropes your boob, making you lightly gasp, you push him away in need of air, you breath in, hands placed on his chest (tiddies 😏) he observes your body-outfit and licks his lips, “I know you don’t usually wear lingerie, so what happened, princess?”

He crouches down so he’s facing your tummy, he looks up at you waiting for your reply while slowly rubbing your thighs, you remember how that girl was shamelessly flirting with him, while all he did was laugh, did he forget he has a girlfriend?

“Where were you?” You look at him, seriousness displayed across your face, “what do you mean?” “You heard me, where were you? In the bar? With some girl, who was clearly flirting with u! And all you did was just laugh it off?! Jeon you have a f*cking girlfriend! And don’t you dare lie to me because I saw it with my two eyes!..” you take a breath before continuing,

“- do you not love me?? Was I not f*cking enough that you had a girl all up on u?!” You close your eyes feeling the tears build up, you may be overreacting but he could’ve stopped the girl saying he has a girlfriend?

He sits there not expecting you to blow up, his bunny smile shows up on his face, you open your eyes to see him smiling, “jungkook I’m serious, why are you smiling?” “Because..” he brings you into a loving kiss, somehow you kiss back, you feel him giggle into the kiss and furrow you brows pulling away, “jeon” “okay okay sorry I’ll explain” he lifts you up laying on the bed, his back leaning against the headboard as you’re seated on his lap.

“That girl.. that was flirting with me, was clearly drunk and I understand I could’ve ignored her but she’s actually the girlfriend of the person I’m working with, did you maybe see another lady there?” You nod your head still confused, “yeah they are together” “wait what?” “The lady who was flirting with me already has a partner which is the other lady” you widen your eyes, staying silent, oh god, this is so embarrassing..

“um..” you look away and shut your eyes feeling the blush creep up your cheeks, y/n u little shit-

He bursts out into laughter “baby! I would never cheat on you, how dare you think that, and you don’t think I love you?” “No well yeah but... idk” he chuckles and pulls you into another kiss, “do you want me to show you how much I love you?” You smile, staring into his glowy lusty eyes, “yes, please” “come here”

Once again he kisses you, this time with dominance and affection, he flips the both of you so you’re laying under his strong figure, “are you gonna help me remove my clothes darling?” You shyly smile, nodding you unbuckle his belt while he sucks on your collarbone creating love bites, removing all his clothes getting naked.

You eye his body, feeling overwhelmingly needy, “your turn” feeling one of his hand travel up your back to the clip of your bra, and the other pulling your hair back gently, he kisses your jaw while unclipping your bra, which is a huge turn on.

“Mmm...” you moan out closing your eyes I pleasure, “tell me what you want..” he mumbles against your skin sending tingles all over your body, “I want.. you” after begging, he finally decides to give you what you want.

“You want my d*ck in you hm?” “Yes please..!” He chuckles, his raspy voice could already make you orgasm, “spread your legs wide for me” you do as he says, and gasp, feeling his rock hard c*ck in you, making you shut your eyes close and grip onto his biceps, he throws his head back enjoying the way your tight wet walls feel around his d*ck making rock his hips forward after giving you time to adjust.

Pushing himself completely in you making you breathe out a shaky breath and wrap your legs around his waist, he slowly thrusts in, making the pleasure 10x more better, “f-f*ck..” he lets out a breathy moan making you feel things, “f-faster” he repeatedly pushes into you making you curse, he grabs your waist thrusting roughly, hitting you sweet spot.

“OH F*CK, right there! ..hit it again... please” he smirks hitting the spot over and over again making you feel so good, “I’m.. cumming.. oh yeah..” “cum, cum on my d*ck” you cum, feeling sensitive.

He pulls you into a greedy kiss, almost on the verge of cumming, “I love you... baby” he says pecking your lips multiple times, “I- I love you too...shit..” couple more thrusts and he cums right into you, panting he lays on top of you, not completely.

“Shit baby, that was so good..” he kisses your neck, pampering you with soft kisses, making you giggle, after a while of catching our breaths, he pulls out, making me gape, he pulls the cover over us and snuggles closer to me, “love you baby, round 2 in the morning?” He winks at me, “pfft.. maybe?” You both laugh, talking and giggling all night til u fall asleep.

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[legendofzelda4life]

Under A Red Moon

Wassup guys it’s day 36 and I’m gifting some Wild and Hyrule platonic fluff to make up for the angst that I still cry about to this day. /j

If you’re new here: I write Zelda/LU-themed one shots everyday until the LU AU is updated. I do take requests and more info about that will be left at the base of this post.

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“Oh shit.” Twilight’s eyes widened as the group stepped out of the portal. “What?” Warriors asked, looking around with a hand on his sword. “My Hyrule.” Wild groaned with a roll of his eyes. “That bad huh?”

“Well it’s not that bad. Where we are is.” Wild gestured around before continuing. “And also the moon fucks around every three days.” That one sentence made Time pale a little. Hyrule noticed and decided to change the topic.

“What’s so bad about where we are?” He asked, walking towards a small cliff. It gave him a sense of nostalgia as he instinctively kneeled, hand on sword as he gazed towards death mountain.

“This is the Great Plateau. And this,” he sat next to Hyrule, legs dangled off the edge, “is the first thing I saw when I came out of that shrine.”

The pair gazed into the distance for a bit before Sky broke them out of the trance.

“How do we get down?” Sky asked, causing Wild to smirk. “We don’t.”

A few people in the group gasped.

“Dear Hylia, I’m joking!” Wild laughed. “Some of us, specifically those with something like my paraglider. Could get down just fine. But without it…” Wild trailed off, walking down the hill slowly and taking a beatle off the tree.

He turned to the group and crushed the beatle in his hand.

“You’ll die.”

He looked away from his hand to see everybody staring at him with wide eyes.

“Okay well maybe, I wasn’t at full strength when I tested this last time.” Wild chuckled as the group made their way downhill, towards Rohta Chigah Shrine.

The group looked over the cliff.

“Alright so we could climb down, fly down in groups, or jump and hope we don’t die.” Wild explained. The team shared a few looks before Time opened his mouth. “Maybe we shoul-”

“Fuck you all!” Legend yelled jokingly. “Especially you!” He flipped off Warriors before jumping off the edge.

“THAT DID FUCKING NOTHING!!!” Legend yelled (It only takes away four hearts). Everybody looked at Wild expectantly. “What? I only tested this at the beginning of my journey!” Wild exclaimed defensively.

Eventually, everyone was at the base of the cliff.

“We should head over to the duelling peaks stable, we can get to Kakariko from there.” “Why don’t we go to the castle?” Warriors asked.

Wild sent a longing gaze towards Hyrule Castle. “We don’t use that anymore.” He mumbled, setting off towards the outpost ruins, leaving a shocked war hero behind him.

Eventually they got to the duelling peaks stable, at which point it was nearly night time.

“We’ll stay here tonight. I’ll pay.” Wild pulled out a few gemstones and walked up to a merchant.

“Wild, why’s the moon red?” Wind asked, pointing outside.

The mentioned hero’s eyes widened as he looked at a certain man.

“Get inside.”

That was all he said to Wind before walking to everyone else in a hurried manner.

“Hey, you got the beds?” Four asked. Wild nodded as he checked the time. It was only just 9:00pm. “Yeah, but get inside quick. I don’t want you guys out here tonight.” Wild’s eyes trailed to the moon.

“What’s going on with the moon?” Hyrule asked, unnerved by the blood red colour. “It’s the third day. Listen to Wild and get inside.” Twilight pushed everybody forward so they would at least make some attempt at getting into the stable.

Once everybody was inside, Wild sighed in relief and directed them to the room he rented. “Sleep anywhere.” He said, gesturing to the beds. There were four bunk beds and a normal bed.

Four and Wind argued over who would get top bunk.

Legend threw Warriors off the top bunk to have it.

Twilight insisted Time take the bottom bunk so he was further from the moon.

Sky basically flew onto the top bunk, leaving Hyrule and Wild to decide who gets the singular bed and who shares with Sky.

“Can we just sit at the fire for a bit?” Hyrule suggested. Wild nodded in response, taking the brunette’s wrist in hand and taking him over to the fire.

The pair gazed into the fire for a little while before Hyrule finally asked what had been nagging him in the back of his mind.

“Why’s the moon red?” He inquired, looking towards Wild - who was a little shocked at the sudden question. “Oh- um…” The boy trailed off slightly to remember what he was going to say.

“It’s like a ritual I guess. Every three days the moon turns blood red, resurrecting all monsters.”

Hyrule paled.

Resurrect all monsters? Did that mean Ganon? Was this somehow tied to his blood curse?

He couldn’t answer any of those questions himself.

“Could it resurrect Ganon?” Hyrule asked nervously. “Dear goddesses, no. Flora sealed him away.” Wild chuckled. This lifted some stress off Hyrule’s shoulders.

“So why did we need to come inside?” “Oh that’s because there’s a guy out there that goes completely fucking psycho every time there’s a blood moon. He tried to kill Twi once.” Wild thought back to the strange man trying to kill a wolf - when, in actual fact, it was Twi.

The pair spoke for a few more hours but at about 11:30, red stuff started to rise from the floor. “Don’t touch it.” Wild said as Hyrule tried to grab some.

The latter chuckled nervously and watched it float around them.

He glanced out the window.

The entire sky was red.

He looked at his teammates to see a few of them covering their ears. The ones that weren’t were already asleep. “Why’s it so loud?” Wind whined, trying to hide in the blankets. Hyrule tilted his head to the side as Four climbed up to the top bunk to comfort Wind.

What noise?

He looked towards Time and Twilight. The former was breathing heavily, tears nearing his eyes. Stress was evident. Twilight was covering his ears as if someone was screaming at him. He always had more sensitive ears than the rest.

The captain and Sky were passed the fuck out whereas Legend was staring out the window, rising from bed and jumping off the top bunk to approach it. He mumbled something under his breath that Hyrule couldn’t hear.

“Wild… why’s everyone blocking their ears?” Hyrule panickedly questioned the boy.

“You can’t fucking hear it?!?!?!” Wind and Time yelled. Hyrule sent a worried gaze toward the pair before shaking his head.

Then he heard it.

It was a peaceful melody with some words as well.

“It’s singing? I don’t see the problem.” He said. “It’s a horrid piano tune! That’s what it is!” Twilight yelled, growing restless.

Hero of old, Blood of courage, Gift it please, To resurrect scourge.

The song was very captivating. But Hyrule refused to gift his blood.

Being the only sane one, he took Wild over to where Four and Wind sat, pulling Wild into him.

The blonde sighed as he listened to Hyrule’s heartbeat, visibly calming. “You’re going to be okay. The moon will pass.” Hyrule rubbed Four’s back with one hand as he spoke, holding Wild with the other.

It was 11:35pm.

So much had occurred in the span of five minutes.

Hyrule just prayed midnight would come quickly as the music slowly sped up, causing Wind to become stressed. The brunette covered him with a blanket as the island child hugged Four like a lifeline.

Everyone just wanted it to stop.

END

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Alright, this was for yesterday because I’m a dumbass that can’t keep up with my own brain lmao.

Look ik I said Wild and Hyrule fluff but I used to be too centered around the pairing and now I’m not centered enough and just- *screams* bear with me a hot sec

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[wingfics]

HELLO !!! i am here and i wanted to know more about ff7r and crisis core !!! i have so many questions and they may be dumb but. i don't care. are they the same thing? are they different? when do sephiroth and genesis and angeal come in!!! do you have any headcanons or other details about them (or the game/games!!!) that you can share!!! i like hearing you talk about all these things and i like learning!!! -heavenshipped 💗

AAAAAAH LIV @heavenshipped YOU'VE ACTIVATED MY TRAP CARD BUT IN A REALLY GOOD WAY!!! ok this uh. despite my best efforts is gonna get Really Long. i'm gonna probs put hcs in a separate post but even then i just KNOOOW this will b long despite that <3 I Just Have A Lot Of Thoughts And Love In Me Alright

SO!! some handy terms and abbreviations to know before we set off on backstory!

squeenix/squenix/squinx: square enix, the game developers

ff7: final fantasy 7! like last year or smth, squeenix put out the first part of the remake, aka ff7r :D the protag of the game is cloud and the primary antagonist is seph after he loses his mind thanks to an alien called jenova :/ angeal and gen r both canonically dead in this game, but i’m hoping for flashbacks ft them in the second part!

cc: crisis core, a prequel for ff7 that's about zack's time as a soldier! zack and cloud were friends and we get to see that in this game, along with that sweet sweet geal/seph/gen content, so it holds a special place in my heart for that reason :') side note: this game also makes me jealous of zack, bc aerith is set up as his love interest :^) we r Homosexualising

shinra: shinra electric power company, the company that founded and runs the city of midgar and the SOLDIER program

ASGZC: angeal, sephiroth, genesis, zack, and cloud, my BOYS,, can be shortened to ASG for the himbo holy trinity

SOLDIER: the name of the program AND the job title! angeal, seph, gen, zack, and i were first class soldiers before we did some treason bc shinra Sucks

mako: liquid energy within the planet that shinra uses to make power. it's. not a renewable resource, but they sure use it like one! it's also used to enhance the soldiers and gives them a sickass blue-green eyeglow

AIGHT let's-a go!! ⚠️ all of this is subject to change bc i am Just Like That! also the canonical timeline for ff7 is a mess so i made up my own dates ⚠️ so zack and i are bffs who met when we were 15 and had just moved to the centre of midgar in order to join the SOLDIER program! female soldiers r pretty uncommon and i wasn't too keen on living in the dorms, so after Just A Couple Months of knowing each other, zack and i got an apartment together. in hindsight we shouldn't have made it seven years, but somehow we didn't burn the place down ONCE. he's only Four Months Younger than me, so he complains whenever i call him little brother, but ik he doesn't actually mind :')

when zack was 16, angeal started mentoring him, which was the first time i met angeal! it's funny, i like. Saw seph and gen in passing, but never had any reason to talk to them ¯\_ (ツ)_/¯ when i was 17, an accident on a mission revealed that i had a real talent with magic, and p much right after that, genesis took me on! while this was largely bc he's renowed for his skill w magic and thus was the best person to teach me, it was also in part to save me from becoming a lab rat, and i'm still grateful that he offered to do that.

zack met cloud first when we were 18 and was like "can we keep him" and i am immune to zack's puppy dog eyes but not to cloudlet's! so he basically became the third roommate ^_^ cloud also wanted to join soldier, so he thought zack and i had the coolest job Ever (AND we had met general sephiroth!!! holy fuck!!!)

despite appearances, seph is the youngest of ASG. by crisis core, angeal is 26, gen is 25, and seph, the babey of the family, is 23. (he's only a year older than me and zack... cloud's still only 20 tho lol rip) why YES, shinra does in fact use child soldiers! why do you think we did the treason! 😊😊 seph is ALSO not immune to cloud, specifically how persistent and sharp he is, and decided to mentor him when cloudlet was 18 (after being a child soldier himself, seph's got some... reservations abt the concept lmao)

gen and i were SOOOO awkward and stupid around one another at first!!!! because we were so close in age that i was like yeah you're teaching me but i have friends who are 20. we're still in the Being Friends gap. and he took a hot sec to make up his mind and be friends. he didn't catch feelings until i was like. 20, but it was a STEEP and precipitous drop lmao

angeal 🤝 me: being The Semi-Well Adjusted Ones responsible for keeping our two other idiot friends alive. fr we bonded over years' worth of keeping zack from running off cliffs and falling into manholes. he also taught me how to cook. zack jokingly referred to us as mom and dad for years. we were the most likely to get into disagreements but the least likely to actually argue bc neither of us like. enjoys arguments that much. angeal literally refused to let himself have AAAANY feelings for yours truly until i was 21, which i appreciate thank u king

learning that seph was A SINGLE YEAR OLDER THAN ME was the Biggest twist of 17 year old me's life on g-d. and i took that VERY personally ngl like i INSTANTLY decided that as another member of the "consistently mistaken for a much older Adult person" gang, we were GONNA bond!!! and we did!!! i'm largely responsible for his taste in music and i am VERY proud of this, tyvm. he's also kind of a swords nerd (his sword has a name...) and that rubbed off on me over time. if u asked him he couldn't rly tell u when he first had a crush on me, but i can tell u that the pining had become obvious by the time i was 19 and he was 20 uwu

AND BECAUSE I CAN NEVER LEAVE WELL ENOUGH ALONE!! i threw in a one-sided bodyguard romance bc nobody can stop me. sorry tseng LMAO that's a whole separate spotify playlist tho so i will not include it here ffhshdgs if u would like to hear abt that feel free to ask tho!!

liv i LOVE u sm!!! thank u for letting me talk abt this i have simply been EXPLODING with thoughts, plans, and information about ff7!!!!! hopefully this was all vaguely coherent, bc i loved being able to share it with YOU!!!!! i didn't make that pink on purpose i just think my emotions got so strong that tumblr decided it had to be pink /j

[poorguysheadisdoingwhatnow]

Tiny Dancer part 2

Part 2 of @fucking-petticoated-swashbuckler‘s and my fluffy, fluffy fic lol

Read Part 1 here!

So far, Spot seemed to be the only one who cared about timeliness.

He was slowly sinking into Jack and Specs’ couch, waiting for everyone else to arrive. Specs rushed around the kitchen, assuring Spot he didn’t need to help, just relax. The whole apartment smelled of turkey. If Spot turned his head, he could see the two birds roasting in the oven.

He stood up again when someone knocked loudly on the door. He walked over and exhaled slowly before turning the knob, trying to calm his accelerating heart rate.

Davey stood in the doorway, out of breath and flushed. Spot sighed internally.

“You’re late,” he laughed. “For the first time in your goddamn life.”

“I know, I know. I’m so sorry, it’s been fifteen-”

“No one else is here yet, Dave. You’re fine.” As Spot said it, his heart sank a little, but he couldn’t quite figure out why. He knew it was only a matter of time before everyone else showed up, and it wasn’t like he was waiting for someone in particular.

Was he?

Davey had taken off his coat and walked to the kitchen to chat with Specs and Jack, who had just come out of the bedroom. Spot sat back down on the couch. He wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone just yet, especially since there were only four of them there. Instead, he let his mind wander for a few minutes, thinking back to what he had done that week. Bought some groceries, gone to the gym, accompanied Race’s dance class again…

As soon as he thought about Race, Spot felt his face get hot, and he quickly shook his head. He grabbed his glass of water and took a long drink. He and Race were just friends, co-workers. They hadn’t even seen each other in months before a few weeks ago. Besides, Race didn’t even think of him that way.

Wait. Did Spot think of Race that way?

He didn’t have any more time to think about it, though, because then there was another knock at the door. Spot got off the couch again and pulled the door open, but this time it was Mush and Blink, Smalls and JoJo right behind them. Mush held a bottle of wine. Spot couldn’t stop a wave of disappointment from washing over him even as he greeted them. He stubbornly stamped it down.

“Specs is still cookin’, and Jack and Davey are talkin’ in the kitchen.” Spot nodded at Mush. “I don’t know where Specs wants that…I’m guessin’ the table.”

“Yeah, that’s a good place!” Specs called from the kitchen, where he was pulling one of the turkeys out of the oven. Mush walked over to set down the bottle, and the other three sat in various places around the living room. Spot closed the door and walked into the kitchen.

He needed a beer.

Over the course of the next forty-five minutes, the rest of the newsies trickled in. Romeo, Elmer, and Albert arrived, the latter two already engaged in a deep conversation involving something about Bigfoot and aliens. Then came Crutchie, carrying about seven pies with the help of Finch and Les, then Mike and Ike and Buttons, then finally Katherine and Sarah. After an hour, Spot was ready to explode. At this point, he had accepted the fact that he was, in fact, waiting for Race.

So where the hell was he?

“Someone’s always late on Thanksgiving.” Specs laughed and turned to Jack. “Wasn’t it you last year?”

“It wasn’t my fault we forgot the turkey!”

“Yes, it was!” Specs laughed again, turned to Spot. “And the year before that, it was Smalls. Unbelievable… people can’t make it a priority to get to family Thanksgiving dinners on time.”

Spot chuckled, but it was forced.

By that point, all the food was cooked and waiting on the table. Everyone else chatted cheerfully in the living room, obviously more patient than Spot, who was resisting the urge to grab another beer until he had eaten something. He turned to Specs, who was setting out plates and silverware. “Maybe we should…call ‘im or somethin’.” He tried to sound casual. It must have worked, because Specs nodded and reached for his phone.

“Yeah, that’s a good idea. Hang on-”

A heavy knock sounded at the front door before Specs could dial. Knowing exactly who it must be, Spot turned away from Specs and, as subtle as he could make it, took a deep breath before turning back as Jack pulled the door open.

Race walked in slowly, panting and red-faced. As he got closer, Spot could see the sweat glistening on Race’s forehead. He inhaled sharply and closed his eyes.

“Sorry I’m late.” Race’s voice was breathy, but still as strong as ever. “I must’a lost track of time. I was at the studio.”

Dancing. Of course. As always. Spot realized he’d been holding his breath.

“‘Bout time you showed up, Higgins,” he said, maybe a little too loudly. He lowered his voice a bit. “We almost started eatin’ without ya.”

“Good thing you didn’t,” Race replied with a laugh. “I’ve been dancing for three hours and just ran up four flights of stairs. If anyone needs to eat, it’s me.”

There was a moment before Albert broke the silence with a chuckle, then soon enough everyone was laughing. Specs’ voice silenced the group after what seemed like an unbearably long time.

“Alright everyone, find a seat. Plenty of turkey and carbs for everyone, with a limited veggie selection, per requests in last year’s suggestion box.” The laughter started up again as quickly as it had stopped.

“Gimme a sec before we eat,” Race said loudly, evidently trying to be heard over the rest of the group. “… bathroom.”

Spot rolled his eyes and set his second beer down on the table. Race came back out about two minutes later, his face washed. He smelled significantly nicer as he sat down in the empty chair next to Spot.

Everyone started grabbing food and passing the dishes around. And Spot definitely didn’t feel anything when Race’s hand brushed his as he passed him a plate. Or when he passed him the macaroni and cheese, and his fingers seemed to linger a little longer on Spot’s. Nope, Spot felt nothing. Nothing at all.

Desperate to break the tension, he nudged Race’s arm with his elbow. “Havin’ fun teaching your beginners to spot?”

Race groaned and shook his head. “Why can’t these teenagers just understand that you just look at one single place for the whole turn?” He chuckled. “Sometimes it seems like they’ll never end up completing a single pirouette.”

“How many can you do again, Higgins?”

Race pensively looked into his mountain of mashed potatoes for a moment. “You talking fouettés or normal pirouettes?”

“Both?” Spot shook his head and smiled. “And I’m expectin’ proof.”

“Challenge accepted.” Race stood up and started to push his chair in. “I think my record is eight or nine pirouettes? Better try before I gain too much weight.”

“And fouettés?” Spot’s eyes tracked Race’s path away from the table. “I think your leg might be a bit too long to do those in here without breakin’ anythin’.”

“I’ve seen him do plenty of turns, but he’s had about three glasses of wine, Spot,” Sarah interjected with a laugh. “Get back here, Race. You can show off when you’re sober and have the balance to keep your turning axis upright.”

Race came back to the table with a sheepish grin. He punched Spot lightly in the arm. “You tryin’ to kill me, Conlon?”

Spot could feel himself blushing again and hoped everyone would think it was the alcohol. “Maybe?” He joked tentatively as he turned back to his cranberry sauce. Race laughed and bumped Spot’s shoulder playfully with his own, and Spot felt his face get even hotter. His throat started to feel tight, like he couldn’t breathe. He pushed out a laugh, then another. The last one sounded less forced. Finally.

That got everyone else laughing again, and Race, probably mostly because of the wine he had drunk, laughed so hard he nearly fell out of his chair. As it was, he was leaning heavily on Spot by the time the laughs turned to drunk giggles and then stopped completely.

Maybe it was just the alcohol, but Spot found that he didn’t mind Race leaning on him one bit.

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andrew watches them for a minute, satisfied that he wont have to put up with their Pining anymore. but he also feels this odd hollow little ache in his chest which he feels Pathetic for feeling. has he imagined kissing neil every day since they first met? yes. have there been some moments where he thought maybe neil felt the same about him? maybe. but he never expected anything to come of it and neil and kevin are so alike. they belong together. so he Should just get the fuck over it but he Cant

alright yall kno i ain’t that big kandreil but im gonna indulge here for a hot sec b/c this made me Sad and i dont want my Boy andrew to be sad tf. this is probably the Only kandreil hc ill ever post so like savor it lads

he probably goes up to the roof after they all get back to the dorm and neil follows him up there to smoke and andrew’s Feeling things and he. kisses neil. and neil’s completely dumbstruck Just like he is in the books. but andrews like ik nothing’s gonna happen u can pretend that didn’t happen if u want. but neil doesnt wanna. b/c if he’s being honest w himself he’s been in love w both these boys for Months. and he. tells andrew as much. and kisses him back