#but thanks for askin bud!

[sweetlikehoneystingslikeabee]

Also sorry I just thought of this but are you doing asks for Tate Frost?

I am not and currently don't plan to, actually. I feel like it would be dancing on a line of this blog that I try not to cross in terms of darker content. Plus, Tate is a shit. Like, I feel writing him sincerely, I would either be dishonest about the character or might make people bummed out. That and the two games he stars in are not fully out yet! So who knows what we'd find out.

[fishpea]

do you have a persona- or an oc that you draw in your place? (or both!?!?! :o))

honestly, I don’t !! 😭 I’ve really wanted to make one though; like a cool funky lil thing— I definitely will someday but as of right now nooo 😔💔 I do have fursona(s) though afwhqfa Ranch is kind of my “main” and River is just want I named myself after HAHAA

[that-darn-clown]

I would name a kid mikey

[echoing-interests]

25 >:)

Astronaut by San Fermin babeyyyy

[2tarbell]

hiii!!! i’m having thoughts of high sex w rafe,, like him doing lines off your cleavage or thighs (maybe even body lines mid-fuck🫢) is just sooo mmmhrmghgrr

and usually he’s pretty strict about letting you drink or do drugs, but when he’s drunk or high himself it’s just so much harder to say no to you (and reader kinda knows it too like she’s fs waiting until he’s in such a good mood from the high to give him her best puppy dog eyes she knows he can’t resist)

p.s. i absolutely adored ur bfb rafe work it was delicious🥰

ೀ high sex with BF!RAFE is always delicious. it’s usually in missionary, rafe too faded to switch to any other position. he’s almost entirely lost in the pleasure and it’s the hottest thing ever, softer in the way he touches you and rolls his hips against yours. his jaw slack and eyes fluttering, deep breaths and low moans of your name and dirty talk. his voice wavers and breaks when you clench around him. but his high is waning, you can tell by the way his usual roughness peeks through as he bites at your neck. 

with a heavy sigh (you’d call him dramatic if you didn’t wanna come so bad) he sits back on his legs. his hard cock slips out of your slick warmth and he runs the length through your puffy folds in attempt to placate your whines. the tip kisses your clit a few times and rafe chuckles breathlessly at the way you jolt. always his sensitive girl. when he reaches over to the beside table, you know what he’s about to do, and it makes your cunt drool in anticipation.

“hold ‘em together— good girl, lookin’ so pretty f’me…”

with your tits squished together by your hands, rafe dumps some of the white powder onto the plush flesh. he smiles at you in a boyish way that contradicts the illegal substance he’s pouring onto your body. with focused eyes and a trained hand, he makes the crisp line. when he leans down to snort it, he pushes back into your pussy and it makes you heave out a moan. he makes a show of kissing down your breast until he takes one hardened bud into his mouth, nipping and pulling back until it slips away with a pop.

you wiggle your hips when he sits back again, the heavy weight of him sitting inside of you making you restless. his head is tipped forward and eyes closed, large hands squeezing and rubbing your hips in as the coke does its magic. once he looks back down at you spread open on his length, looking at him with those sparkly doe eyes, he raises an eyebrow.

“don’t gimme that look—“ his voice is gruff in that way that makes you feel all girly and warm. you run a hand up his arm and feel the strong muscle under the skin, you don’t miss how he flexes under your touch. it tangles in his hair and he can’t stop himself from turning and pressing a sweet kiss to your wrist, the high making your touch feel like fire. a smile makes it way onto your cock drunk face. rafe huffs, and squeezes your hips harder in a playful warning.

“c’mon, daddy— pleaseee? jus’ a little?” that pleading tone and pouty lip might just be the death of him.

rafe reaches a hand between you, gathering the creamy wetness of your previous orgasm that’s leaked around his dick. he uses the wet finger to pick up the leftover dust on your tits. with a lazy smirk, he shoves his finger into your awaiting mouth, smearing the coke and cum over your gums.

he then leans over you again, pulling out only to start thrusting his hips deeply into you, resuming his pace from earlier. his fingers squishing your cheeks as he presses a kiss to your puckered lips.

“happy now? always— always askin’ me for shit— ‘m already fucking you and y’still want more.”

his grumble only makes you smile triumphantly, legs wrapping around his waist tighter as his thrusts get faster and you thank him in pathetic babbles.

[t0yac1d]

More Than One (B.Loomis x Fem!Reader)

Request: More overstimulation pookie🥺

Warnings: Smut, overstimulation, fingering, praise, p in v

Word Count: 733

Notes: So sorry that this is pretty short, a bitch graduated and now she's tired, like EXHAUSTED. But I am working on a bunch of requests that I haven't gotten to due to school. But now that I am free, I should be able to finish all of them in a fashionable manner! Thank you all for being extremely patient with me! Mwah <3

You sat at the end of your bed with a mirror in front of you and your legs spread wide open and tears rolling down your face. Billy's fingers were stuffed in your soaking wet cunt.

He's made you cum too many times now and he's still demanding for more.

Every time you came, he'd ask you, "One more. Giving me one more wouldn't hurt."

And every time you threw your head back, he'd grab your jaw and force you to look at yourself. He'd force you to look at how much of a mess you are just from his fingers.

"If this is how you act with my fingers, you wouldn't be able to handle my cock. Maybe if I stretched you out, like this.." he whispered, spreading his fingers in you.

"Look at that, look at how wet you are baby."

"Just dripping, all for me, right?" he asked, looking at you in the mirror, "Just for me?"

You gave him a nod, unable to answer him from how good he moved his fingers. But he wanted to hear you, he wanted to hear that all of this- all of you, was just for him.

He stopped moving his fingers and took them out of your very sensitive pussy. You let out a whine, and grabbed his wrist. "I gotta hear you say it. All this is just for me, right?"

"Y-yes, yes! All of me is just for you!" you moaned. Billy smiled and kissed your neck, "Good girl." he cooed in your ear, dipping his fingers deep in you, earning a rich moan from your pretty lips.

"Give me another one." Billy sighed as if he were a trance, he watched as your cum oozed out of your pretty hole. "Y-You said one more. I gave you one more." you muttered.

"And I'm askin' for another. So be a good girl and do what you're told."

You whined and shifted in his lap, feeling his cock against your ass. "Or I could just get one out of you. How does that sound? Wanna be my pretty little pillow princess?"

You looked up at Billy with watery eyes and plump, pouty lips. "Lay on the bed,"

You did as you were told and crawled to the head of your baby pink bed, resting your head on your fluffy pillows and watching Billy crawl over to you and his bigger frame cage you between his arms.

You felt like a small animal that's been caught and cornered.

"You look so pretty like this, so pretty under me." he smiled, pushing his pants and boxers down, but just enough for his dick to pop out. "Just lay there and be pretty."

Billy spread your legs open and slowly slid himself in, he threw his head back and pulled out. This continued for some time, just him teasing your sensitive, aching and begging pussy. "Billy.." you whined, tugging at the hem of his shirt, "What?"

"Please, please, please.."

Billy scoffed and smirked, "What happened to before?" he asked. His tip just poking at your hole. You wrapped your legs around his hips, trying to pull him closer when he grabbed your thighs and pushed them to your chest.

He pushed his cock in you and fucked you at a rough and fast pace. "You wanted this?" Your ankles rested on his shoulders and his hair had fell and stuck to his forehead.

"I'm gonna fuckin' cum, want me to fill you up pretty?" he asked, you nodded your head and gripped the sheets, "Yes, yes, yes fuck- fill me up, please," you babbled.

Billy chuckled and grabbed your legs, putting them around his hips and grabbing your face to give you the sloppiest and nastiest kiss.

His hips bucked and stuttered; he moved his hand down from your jaw to your clit and rubbed circles on the bud. You moaned in his mouth, and he swallowed those beautiful sounds.

You creamed around his dick, and he nutted in you, filing you up to the brim. He slowly thrusted in you, keeping his cum in you, not wanting a single drop wasted.

You were definitely overstimulated, the amount of times you came from his fingers and now cumming from his cock. Your body feels like it's on fire.

Billy pulled out of you and flipped you over, "I'm not done with you pretty girl."

[thebearer]

i can clearly picture you getting a call to pick up teddy from the school and she’s in the office and the principal was like “she decked a guy who was messing with willow” and she buds in like “he’s 18 and she’s 14”

carmen would be like "so what's the issue? are you askin' if i want to press charges bc i do"

and the principal is like "mr. berzatto, your daughter assaulted-"

"-defended-"

"- another student-"

"-who was creepin' on a minor and makin' sexual advances? is that not illegal anymore? think i missed that." carmen's so furious, you're having to keep him from decking the kid again. needless to say, after an investigation, the kid is moved to alternative learning. teddy spends a few days suspended, but carmen doesn't mind. praises her for sticking up for her sister.

richie tells jimmy who offers carm to "handle it".

"free of charge, carm, of course. i, uh, i would be happy to get that kinda scum off the streets. i take the wellbeing of the city very seriously, ya know?" and carmen is very tempted so you have to step in like no it's ok.

"sweetheart, i won't kill him. i'm just gonna make sure he never tries this shit again. make sure he learns his lesson."

"yeah, baby, let him-"

"-no, no." you glare at carmen, "he's been handled by the school. we're good. thank you jimmy."

[dusty-pistol]

HIIII DUSTY!!!!!!! how are you on this fine. whatevr it is for you in your timezone im trying so hard to start this conversation off normally HELP

HOWDY WILL!! I'm great, thanks for askin!

(It's currently 9 at night where I am as of writin this)

I know how hard it is to start a conversation too it's difficult 😭 BUUUT how're you, bud? How's life treatin ya? What's new?

[fucking-radroaches]

Hancock is outside having a smoke. He watches as the gate opens and one of the men starts talking to the pretty redhead. He overhears the guy threatening her. Askin for money to protect her.

What bull is this… uh-uh not in his town.

Hancock walks up, “hey bud- what’s going on?” He puts a ‘friendly’ hand on his shoulder squeezing.

Without warning he plunges his knife into the guy’s guts. Before sheathing the knife again.

He tips his hat at the woman and leaves.

“Somebody clean up the trash.” He mutters heading into the old state house.

@crawl-out-through-the-fallout4

Evelyn glances down at the dead guy, deciding to step over him and follow the strangely attractive noseless ghoul. "Hey, uh... Thanks for that, I guess? I, uh... Well, this might be obvious, but I'm not familiar with the area and you seem to be in charge so I was hoping to get some directions or something? I dunno, I'm pretty confused lately..."

[ask-riff-lorton]

Hey bud, you ok?

-@ask-graziella

' Yeah im alright thanks for askin' Grazie '

[pinkiepartypopper]

「 INTRODUCTION 」

Name's Jimmy. I'm the new Host of this Blog.

Any pronouns, I don't give a shit.

We are a diagnosed System with mixed Origins.

I'm a Factive, sorry not sorry for my existence. I am NOT the fucking real Guy. I'm myself. Don't compare me.

English/German/Dutch

On Discord we're called just like here "pinkpartypopper" hmu

I'm mean, don't cry. I warned you.

PROFICTION. Hating to refer to myself as this because I just exist, but it's just what I am according to definition.

Pro Art Freedom.

Anti-Censorship/Anti-Harrassment/Ship and Let Ship

Inform yourself about what the fuck Anti-Harassment means before you go cry about it.

If you call me a Pedophile, you're not better as the people that say "That's so Autistic of me". It's a Mental Illness. Don't throw it around like an Insult or a Vibe.

Be against the Abuse, not the Disorder.

You don't fucking know if I am diagnosed with it or not. I am not. And my diagnosis shouldn't be your fucking Business, unless I trust you and tell you.

We are a Psychology Student btw.

I repost alot, I engage in lots of fucking Discourse (If you don't wanna see it, leaveee︎︎♡)

DNI-(Do not Interact) if:

You are fucking judgemental, mean, rude or just outright an awful person. No harassment. Come at me for some bullshit and I will block.

DNF if you are under 18 !!!

If you are and I follow you, sorry. Block me!!! I made this Account recently 18+ because I am now, so Minors shouldn't be here.

I block freely

So if I don't like you, you just get blocked for no other reason. Nothing Personal or.. yeah. Personal.

I encourage you to do the same if you cannot fucking handle me.

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Rosi's stuff is under here. Too fucking lazy to transfer it to the other Blog.

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If things are tagged on this account with #thanks man i love you , it was Rosi answering on their loved ones.

You looking for the Rosi's Selfship Blog? Click this fucking Text! She's gonna post her stuff there.

Interests of Rosi:

I am Multifandom so I only list what comes to my mind. I am in way more fandoms. Feel free to ask for informations about which/the Fandoms I am in! Some are rare/underrated/unknown and don't really have a Fanbase!

✰ current hyperfix!

English Fandoms:

✰ Fallout (Series & Games)

• Gotham

• The Batman

• Stranger Things

• Misfits

✰ Parker Lewis Can't Lose

• Malcolm in the Middle

• 8 Simple Rules

• Invader Zim

✰ Disjointed

✰ Superstore

• Eddsworld

• Ninjago

• Lego Monkey Kid

• Black Butler

• Code Geass

German Fandoms:

• School for Vampires

• Binny and The Ghost

✰ The Three Investigators

If you have recommendations for Sitcoms please hand me some over 🥺 I love Sitcoms, especially 2000s ones!

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Rosi's Selfshipping:

I have no solid Self-Insert/Persona.

My "Persona" has different Names, Ages, Looks and Backstories, they are all based on the F/O's Source that I am adding them in.

The gender and pronouns are based on how I feel at the given moment or stay with specific sources.

I have an Sideblog basically for all Selfshipping based posts, there you can see my Self-Inserts!!!

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︎︎♡ Rosi's F/O's ︎︎♡

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·

By questions, feel free to ask!

I know I made it pretty hard to understand 😅 I just love labeling things kdfmdm

type:

🧡 - platonic | 🌹- romantic | ❤️‍🔥 - sexual | ❤️‍🩹 - familiar

fambond:

🩸 - related family

(if not placed, it is found family or just familiar bond)

feels/facts:

✨ - parental | 🌟 - sibling | ⭐ - cousin | 💫 - step/half | 💛 - otherfam |

💥 - unhealthy |🫀 - yandere |💖 - comfort

side of type or feel/fact:

🌚 - f/o | 🌝 - s/i

Sharing everyone except for the Pink ones, you can still interact if you are open to share them tho... I will squint.

#Fallout (Series)

Thaddeus 🌹❤️‍🔥💥🫀💖🌚🌝

The Ghoul/Cooper ❤️‍🔥✨💥💖🌚

Bud Askins 🌹❤️‍🔥🩸✨💫💥💖🌚

Norm 🧡❤️‍🩹💖🌚🌝

Maximus 🧡🌟💖🌚🌝

#Fallout (Games)

Nick Valentine ❤️‍🩹🌹✨💖🌚🌝

#Gotham

Jerome Valeska 🌹❤️‍🔥🩸💫🌟💥🫀🌚🌝

Jervis Tetch 🌹❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹🌟💥🫀🌚🌝

Jonathan Crane 🧡❤️‍🩹✨💖🌝

#The Batman

Edward Nashton🧡💥💖🌚

#Stranger Things

Jonathan Byers🧡💖🌚🌝

Argyle🌹🫀🌝

Billy Hargrove ❤️‍🔥💥💖🌚

Steve Harrington 🧡❤️‍🩹🩸⭐💖🌚🌝

#Parker Lewis Can't Lose

Parker Lewis 🌹❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹🌟💖🌚🌝

Frank Lemmer 🌹❤️‍🔥🩸⭐🌚

#8 Simple Rules

C.J. Barnes ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹🩸🌟💥🌚🌝

Bridget Hennessy 🧡🩸⭐💖🌝

#Disjointed

Travis 🌹❤️‍🔥💫💖🌚🌝

Pete 🧡❤️‍🩹🌟💖🌝

Tord 🧡❤️‍🩹🩸���🌚🌝

#Superstore

Bo 🌹❤️‍🔥💖🌚🌝

#Eddsworld

#Black Butler

Drocell 🌹❤️‍🩹🌟🫀💖🌚

#School for Vampires

Oskar 🧡❤️‍🩹🌟🌝

Stoker/Fletscher 🌹🫀🌚

#The Three Investigators

Jupiter/Justus - 🌹❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹🌚🌝

Skinny Norris - 🧡🩸⭐🌚🌝

Dylan Parks - 🧡❤️‍🩹✨🌚

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That was all.

If you reached to this point: Thank you so much for reading!

I appreciate your sacrificed Time! ︎︎♡︎︎♡︎︎♡

Stay Safe & Positive !!!

Or just fuck off. - Jimmy

[bettertwin1]

hi ok omg. casey jones jr fictive here i just wanted 2 say hi and hello and i hope you're doing well. :D

HI CASEY!!! I'm doing alright, thanks for askin bud! I hope you're doin' okay yourself 👊👊👊

[lookwhatyoudidithasanxiety]

At this point sweetie, I am 90% sure Bloody has regressed and one can not make a cat clean up their messes right?

*I get down on my knees to look into Lunar's eyes*

I understand that the mess was made by Bloody but he is not in the right mindset to fix it. And he has too much energy to effectively clean up. Right now, all we can do is salvage what we can, lower Bloody's energy levels, take care of him once he enters his caffeine crash, than talk with Sun. And that is also not accounting for how Bloody is likely regressed.

*I lift a tube up and lightly tap Lunar* I can most certainly do the cleaning on my own. I asked you for help because you are here. We can find premium bonking tubes from this mess and bonk the others with them afterwards.

Solar: See? It's not that we don't want Bloody ta help clean up, he probably can't really understand that he should or what we're askin'. We'd appreciate it if ya helped, but ya don't have to.

Lunar: ...I'll help.

Solar: *smiles* Thanks, bud.

Bloody: *whines and butts some of the papers with his head, clumsily making a pile*

Solar: There ya go, good job Bloody.

Bloody: *wags his tail and wiggles happily, still scooting the mess together*

[hasellia]

Welp I finally did it. I made a Ko-fi.

I've already put my profile in my pinned post. But did you also I'm also doing commissions! Yes commissions! Of questionable quality!

Look, I'm going to be real with you, bud. I've never done commission work before. EVER! I'm basically askin' to be taken advantage of here! Do you know how much money it is worth to attempt to draw a perfect circle for 5 hours? BECAUSE I SURE AS HELL DON'T! My bare arse is basically hanging off the side of a barge, covered with writing made out of hot chum that says "EAT ME"! Do it! Take the bait while you still can! I'm a young'n, I've only got more life experience to gain from here! You're losing out!

Look at this fine specimen! Do you honestly think Pablo Picasso could recreate this? He'd have bile at the back of his throat!

What's this!? Work In Progressii!!!? Yes my friend, believe it or not, IT IS OUR MOST NUMEROUS STOCK! If my WIPs were to be stored in the computers that put man on the moon, I'd actually have warehouses full of the stuff! You too can commission a work in progress! You want that? Then it's yours my friend!

SWEET BRIDE OF HEPHAESTUS! HALF DECENT TRADITIONAL ART!!! DON'T LOOK! AVERT YOUR PRYING EYES! LOOK DOWN! DOWN FOOL DOWN!!!

PNGs of these doodle scraps are currently going for $10. Subject to change.

Ten dollars! But subject to change!? There's no time! You have to make the commission request! It's the only way! I have keratoconus, dear reader! I NEED EYE SURGERY!!!!!

Okay no seriously my eye lens is slipping. If you can donate anything towards my surgery and just day-to-day living that would be very much appreciated. Thank you for reading, have a lovely day, and let's bring kinder times together. - Hasselia Amber

[sunnydayroleplay]

Hiya hun! Idk if your doing requests right now, been a bit. Hope your doing well tho! If you are doing requests then could I ask for one of Incubus Jack if possible? Either as headcanons or a lil snippet of him being accidentally summoned by a witch who didn't mean to summon him?

Please and Thank you dolly!

Hiyaaa~! I am doing requests atm! Thanks for askin', I'm doing just dandy, don't get your petals falling off the bud, ehehe. This is part 1, I don't have a lot of time at the moment, just remind me for a part 2 where more of the loving will ensue! I would love to write that lil idea, and so, lets. This fic includes: Incubus! Jack, Lots of very suggestible things, and more to come along.

Well, you don't know how. You don't know why, but the sweet and innocent blue haired baby is now horrifying. Handsome and hot, but absolutely horrifying. His markings on his body changing from a glistening red to a cyan blue just like his original clown attire. Other than physically, nothing really changed. He still made you breakfast in the morning, he still was overly protective of you, and he still loved you all the same. Well, something changed about that. In his 'new form' he was, well, how does one put this professionally? He was fucking horny dude. He longed for your moans in bed every night, he needed to recharge on your orgasms and his own. He needed someone to satisfy is uncontrollable desires as a newer creature, and he wanted that someone to be you. At first, you thought you were actually going to die. Die of asphyxiation, something. But you didn't know yet. And if you want to figure out if you might die from something, might as well try it out. So, as soon as you finished your daily thing and were ready to cut the lights to rest peacefully, Jack was right behind you, his hands resting on your stomach and his face buried into your neck. His hands played with your hair as he purred into your ears. You knew what he wanted, but were you ready to give in? Well, here goes nothing. You held the hand resting on your stomach and slowly lead it to your own genitalia. Jack loved that. He bit your neck and began rubbing you through your clothes. Dealing with you slowly. After a few minutes of the charade he pranced on-top of you like a tiny kitten. He didn't hesitate when ripping your clothes off like a wild animal. It was almost shocking how fast he took them off and threw them. His tail wrapped around your leg and gave it a squeeze. [PART TWO COMING TODAY- I WILL BE BACK JUST REMIND ME]

[noxexistant]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY NOXXXXXXXX!!! 🎂🥳

SORRY FOR LATE GODDAMN TIME DIFFERENCES 😠

Have a fic I wrote as a gift! Just some untitled, brotherly, feel good fluff

“Jaaaaaaaaaack”

“Yeeeeeeeeeees?”

“I don’ have money for papessss”

Racer’s words were slurred with alcohol and sleep. It was early morning, even earlier than the Newsies would normally wake. Around 3 am.

Race had stayed out passed curfew at Sheepshead and was now crawling into bed next to Jack, who shifted over to make room with a yawn.

“‘s too early fa this bud. I’ll make sure youse get ya Papes Just Go ta Sleep” “mmph”

The blonde buried his face in his brother’s chest “Jack?” “Yeah?” “Can ise have money fo a cigar too? ” “maybe but only if youse go to sleep.” Jack dragged his hand through the race’s hair.

The kid pouted, “oh don’t gimmie that, youse the one askin me for money” “yeah but youse don’t care do ya now?” Jack sighed “youse right I dont.”

They lay in silence for a few minutes and soon enough Race’s eyelids began to droop. “G’night kid” “G’night Jack”

the next morning Race woke with a splitting headache. Jack gave Crutchie some extra money and asked him to buy their Papes for them, and stayed in bed for another hour or so before dragging Race out to sell.

What would they do without each other your honour?

BDAY COOKIES —> 🍪🍪🍪 - 🤠anon

sobbing and gently holding them. also eating the bday cookies

i love this so so much, thank you so much 😭

race is miserable and stumbling as jack finally drags him out of bed, pouting and whining, but muscle memory kicks in if nothing else when crutchie finds them and hauls their extra papes out of his bag to hand them over. it’s less than race is used to selling, way less than jack usually sells, but crutchie can only carry so much - and it’s stuff to sell, stuff that race didn’t have to pay for. he tries to swear he’ll pay crutchie back, but only gets shoved in the shoulder for his troubles.

“d’you get me a cigar too?” he dares to ask then, managing a grin as he stuffs his papes in his bag. jack scoffs and yanks race’s handkerchief out of his breast pocket, tosses it to make him chase it and watches him as he does.

“sell those an’ we’ll see,” he says, nodding to race’s bag as race shoves his handkerchief haphazardly back into place.

at the end of the day, when race gets back to the lodge, jack’s got a cigar for race. he holds it out of reach before race can take it.

“you stay out like that again, i’ll kill you,” he says.

race has half the sense to look guilty, ducking his head. he’s ashamed for worrying his brother, ashamed for whatever he might’ve said last night. he doesn’t remember much of it. he takes the cigar only when jack finally lowers it for him, and shoves it in his pocket instead of his mouth even though he hasn’t smoked since he saw albert that morning and managed to bum a cig. jack’s watching him, gaze kind of soft.

race makes a noise all too much like the one he’d made being woken up that morning as jack suddenly roughly ruffles his hair.

“get inside,” he orders, “an’ eat your supper. asked kloppman to give you extra, make up for your missin’ last night.”

race can’t help but grin. “you’re the best,” he says, and goes - only when he’s sure jack is coming with him.