#davey jacobs x male reader

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Overprotective Davey Jacobs!older brother x male or non binary reader 😍

I will get to work on this and do my best!

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Boy Meets Boy - Davey Jacobs Headcanon

Requested: Can you write gay Davey oneshot please

Warnings: internalized homophobia

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Davey had known he was gay for as long as he could remember

He hid who he was for the longest time

Not knowing how his friends or family would react

It wasn’t until he’d met you that he started feeling more comfortable with who he was

Davey had seen how comfortable you were with your sexuality and he couldn’t help but admire you

He fell for you and he fell hard

There was no question about it

Everyone around the both of you could see just how infatuated Davey was by you

You were Davey’s first kiss, and it surprised you to say the least

Davey had initiated it, and no one would have ever guessed he would have done that

You couldn’t deny that you felt the same way about Davey 

Your relationship with each other started not long after your first kiss

Davey learned how to be comfortable with himself from you

Finally seeing that him being different didn’t have to define who he was

There were still times when Davey was a bit insecure

But it was nothing a small kiss and some reassurance couldn’t fix

Davey had some getting used to

But you were his first after all

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Friends? (Part 2)

Prompt: Not a request - I couldn’t just leave it as a cliffhanger, so I continued it. The last part will come out next week.

Fandom: Newsies (2017) - Modern College AU

Pairing: Davey Jacobs X Male Reader

Summary: Jack’s plan for getting you to confess is a little unorthodox, and leads to some new problems, but it’s done with good intentions so can it be that bad? The answer is… probably?

Word Count: 3,107

Warnings: Bars (no alcohol consumption though), food, angst, idk

A/N: I tried to make this just a two parter, but looks like this will be three parts but like I said previously in this fic Jack is bi, Davey is gay, and the reader’s sexuality is left ambiguous. He/him pronouns are used for the reader and I apologize if I don’t write a male reader very well, but I’m trying. Any tips or recommendations would be greatly appreciated! The plan Jack has is probably not that obvious, but it’ll be better explained in the next (and final) part.

Friends? Series - Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

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You were not expecting to see Jack Kelly on your doorstep when you answered the heavy pounding on your door. Furrowing a brow as he pushed past you and into your apartment, you closed the door and waited expectantly for him to spill about his newest scheme. “So, (Y/N), how’s the dating game going for you?”

Rolling your eyes, you turn away from him and head to the kitchen for a snack. There is no way you’re having this conversation with Jack, especially without something to stop yourself from talking. You hear him follow behind you and you grab some chips before turning back to the artist with a dead expression on your face.

He gives you a look, which you don’t acknowledge and he shrugs before continuing. “I was just thinkin’ that maybe if you got yourself somebody then I wouldn’t have to keep setting up people on blind dates. There’s only so many people I can introduce my friends to, y’know?” he lets out a light chuckle and you just raise your eyebrow at him incredulously.

“Well then, Mr. Love Guru, what was your idea? Set me up on a dating website?” Laughing at the idea of it, you take a bite of chips. However you almost choke on those chips when Jack just sheepishly smiles and shrugs his shoulders. Swallowing thickly, you immediately start to protest. “No. No way in hell, Kelly. I don’t have time to deal with all the shitheads who are on the internet. I have school, and work, and too much stuff to focus on my love life.”

“That’s the beauty of my plan!” Jack says, holding up a placating hand. “I would check it out for you. You would only have to fill out the profile and I’d set up everything. If you match with someone I can scope ‘em out and see if they’re who they say, then bring you on the double date. If you don’t like ‘em then it’s no harm no foul or whatever the stupid saying is.”

He’s looking at you imploringly and you take a deep breath, considering it. It is different than all the other times people have tried to get you to try online dating. And you know that Jack’s probably desperate enough to find you an actually pleasant date. You bob your head thinking about the possible outcomes, Jack looking at you expectantly.

Finally, you let out a sigh and nod your head. Jack pumps the air with his fist in triumph, but you hold up a hand and he pauses. “One condition: I am allowed to back out of pre-planned double dates if school or work comes up.” You see Jack start to protest, but you level him with a look and he sighs in defeat.

Sticking out a hand to shake, he grasps your hand firmly and pumps it a few times, face serious, and the deal is made. Jack’s smile immediately returns and he then moves to your couch where you left your laptop and pulls up the website. Fortunately it was free, so you at least wouldn’t waste any money if this venture didn’t work out.

You spend the next half an hour filling out the different boxes with information. By the end of it you’re really tired of talking about yourself and your ‘ideal’ partner. Jack knows your login information, but you trust him not to do anything too stupid. He leaves with a promise to only use this information for good, and you make sure he keeps that promise with a threat to expose his amazing singing voice.

His face paled and you knew he would definitely behave himself now. You always pulled that card when you needed Jack to be serious. Everyone always bugs him since he’s an artist, but if they knew how well he could sing too, he would be tortured with requests and people asking for proof and such.

Finding yourself alone in your apartment once again, you decide to try and get some homework done before your shift in two hours. Making more progress than you thought possible, you head to work content that you can somewhat relax when you get back to your apartment.

The next few days go by without much difference, class is boring, and work isn’t better, but life continues on. Until you get a text from Jack saying he might have found someone for you. ‘I’m meeting them at the bar two blocks down if you want to come spy and see how they look’ he texts you. Checking the clock, you see it’s about seven and that you could just scout them out and be home at a reasonable hour.

‘Be there in a few’ you reply, before grabbing a jacket and making your way down the street. Your mind wanders to who they could be. Sure you trusted Jack’s judgement, but that didn’t mean you were any less nervous. Stepping through the door, you see that the bar is pretty well packed, but not completely crowded.

You scan the room, but don’t spot Jack. You quickly decide to take one of the few open seats at the bar instead of possibly drawing unwanted attention. You order some water, not really in the mood for alcohol, and try looking for Jack again.

Still unable to find him, you slowly sip on your water and scroll through your phone. Sending Jack a quick text of, ‘I’m here, where are you?’ but not getting any response, you let out a sigh and start to get up, leaving the bartender a tip for their time.

However, your attempt to leave is foiled when you bump into a very solid mass. Taking in the person in front of you, you’re struck speechless for a second at their sheer radiance. They smile and you can feel your cheeks heat up and you stutter out an apology. They apologize too and then you’re both just standing there looking at each other.

They clear their throat, breaking you out of your daze. “I’m Devin,” they say, sticking out a hand.

“(Y/N),” you reply, shaking their hand. “Um…” you trail off, unsure what to do. The same thought seems to be going through their head as they glance over to the bar and then back at you. They take in the fact that you seemed to be leaving and go with it.

“Do you want to go on a walk?” they ask, gesturing towards the door. You contemplate it and decide that it’s still early enough that people would still be walking down the street and would see you. Giving a small nod, you both make your way towards the door.

After you step out into the evening air though, you spot a familiar face making their way towards you. “Oh, hey, Davey!” you say. He glances up to you and seems to freeze when he sees the person next to you.

“O-oh. Hey, (Y/N)! How are you?” he asks, obviously nervous.

“I’m alright. Are you okay? Is Jack trying to set you up too?” At the mention of Jack, Davey seems to pale but he plays it off with a crooked smile.

“Uh, yeah, y’know Jack. I was just about to go meet them. My ‘date’. In there.” He gestures towards the bar. “Guess I should head in then. Um… Have a good night.” And then he disappears inside. You give a small wave after him before turning back to Devin.

“Shall we?” they ask, offering you an arm. You gently take it and follow their lead as they head in the direction of the nearby park. They start the conversation with easy topics, but then you discover your similar taste in music and you both light up and eagerly chat. Time flies and soon enough it’s heading towards eleven o’clock and you are the last people in the park.

Deciding you should probably get home you start to say your goodbyes, but Devin gives you their number and so you give yours as well. Waving goodbye, a smile stays on your face well into the next morning.

When you see Davey in class you ask him how his date went. At first you’re met with a confused stare, but then it comes back to him. Davey lies and says it was alright, but they didn’t really hit it off in just the right way. Nodding your head in understanding, you don’t notice his sigh of relief when you don’t prod further.

“So, how was yours? That person seemed nice.” You can’t fight the smile that makes its way to your face again and you eagerly tell him about your awesome conversation. You talk until class starts, but you notice how Davey kind of deflates more as the class goes on.

“Are you okay? You don’t look so good.” He brushes you off saying he was just tired before leaving and heading straight to his next class, rather than talk with you like he normally does. You worry for a little bit, but ultimately decide to just let it go. If he wasn’t feeling the best, bugging him about it wouldn’t help any. Plus you could always have another movie night to help him feel better.

And that’s exactly what you did. That Saturday you invited him over for a marathon and you provided snacks and ice cream. Davey seemed happier when you invited him over and you could see him relax more and more as the night wore on. Soon enough his eyes started to get heavy and then he was leaning on you.

Well isn’t this ironic, you thought as you realize this is the reverse of what happened last time. Davey shifts and ends up with his head on your lap. At least he didn’t wake up like I did, you chuckle to yourself. The movie continues to play and you find yourself absentmindedly running your hand through Davey’s hair. His breathing gets deeper and you know that he’s fast asleep.

Letting out a sigh, you can’t help but wish this was a more common occurrence. The rhythm of his deep breathing soon lulls you to sleep and the next thing you know your neck is screaming in pain. Groaning you attempt to move it and hiss as it burns slightly before your muscles loosen up. Blearily wiping your eyes you look around before focusing on the weight in your lap.

You see that Davey is still resting in your lap, blissfully unaware of neck pain. You glance at the clock to see that it wasn’t too early in the morning. Ruffling Davey’s hair he lets out a little whine before snuggling into you, causing you to freeze and focus on anything other than his proximity.

Then you hear him mumble something. Furrowing your brow you try to concentrate on what he’s saying. However, when you realize what he’s saying you have to try and contain your laughter. Well now we’re even on the whole weird dream business, you think as Davey continues to mutter about a hippo following him.

“Go away, Huntington. No one needs your celery.” And with that you can’t hold in your chuckles. Your shaking body wakes Davey up slightly, but he lifts his head to look at the time before letting out a grumble and attempts to go back to sleep, still on your lap.

“Davey,” you whisper. He groans in response. “I’ll make you coffee if you let me up.”

Your proposal is met with silence until you try to get up on your own. “Noooo,” Davey whines and wraps an arm awkwardly around your leg. Rolling your eyes at him, you remain in place. Good thing neither of us has work today.

Another hour goes by and you’re lightly dozing again when you feel Davey stir. This time when he looks at the clock, he actually gets up, and tries not to disturb you as he makes his way to the kitchen for coffee. He gets everything ready and looks through your cupboards for some actual food before settling on some plain cereal to snack on.

Davey can’t help but look back at you still asleep on the couch with a smile on his face. Sure he still hadn’t confessed his feelings to you yet, and been caught totally off guard when he saw you with that person at the bar, but he actually felt hopeful about getting it off of his chest soon. And he was almost confident that you felt the same way. Or at least, he did until you decided to answer your phone.

You groaned as your phone went off, pulling you from your slumber. Rubbing your eyes and checking the number, you answered with a gruff, “Hello?” voice thick with sleep. “Oh, hey, Devin.” You yawned. “How are you?” … Checking the clock you saw that it was around ten in the morning, “Uh… Yeah sure. I could use some food. Meet you at Hawkins’ Diner in ten?” … “See you then. Bye.”

Davey felt as if he had been socked in the gut, but plastered a smile on his face when you made your way to the kitchen. Taking a quick sip of the coffee he handed you, you gave Davey a pat on the back. “Thanks, man. I gotta get ready, but I promise to grab you a slice of the blueberry pie you love so much.”

“No problem,” he replied as you headed to your room to change. You didn’t see the way his face fell, and Dave didn’t see the way you heaved in a hard breath. Devin was a nice person, one that you knew had an interest in you. Rather than possibly ruin your friendship with Davey, one of the best humans on the planet, you had decided to try and forge on with new possible relationships despite the pain at doing so.

When you were ready to go, you gave Davey a hug and invited him to stay for as long as he wanted, then headed out the door. After you were gone he let out a frustrated groan and threw himself back onto the couch, cereal and coffee long forgotten. Dave decided that he had someone to blame for this turn of events, and he wasn’t going to let them off easy.

Dialling Jack’s number, Davey hyped himself up to give him a real talking to over his “brilliant plan”. But of course, Jack didn’t pick up. Leaving a short and sweet voicemail of, “Great idea for getting (Y/N) and I together Jack. Right now he’s off getting breakfast with someone he met at the bar the other night. I guess there are no second chances.”

What Davey didn’t know however, was that over the course of breakfast with Devin you realized that you didn’t have that spark. The ‘wow how did I live without you’ type feeling that you had when you looked at a certain someone else. Bringing it up gently, Devin felt the same way, but you two made plans to go see a movie that Wednesday, as friends.

Grabbing a slice of pie to go, and waving goodbye to Devin, you made your way back to your apartment. Seeing Davey lying facedown on the couch, you put the pie on the counter and put away the leftover cereal and coffee. He must have heard you moving around the kitchen though, since he gets up and grabs his jacket in quite the hurry.

Saying a quick goodbye, he leaves the pie on the counter and he’s gone. You realize he left it, and send him a quick text saying you’ll drop it off at his place later. After some time doing random stuff around your apartment, you make your way to his apartment, pie in hand.

As you knock on the door, you bounce on the balls of your feet, trying to let out some nervous energy. You’re surprised to see Jack answer the door, and immediately become suspicious of his too-wide grin and Davey’s frozen look of shock. It’s obvious that they were talking about something important. Raising a brow at them, you lift the pie as an explanation and Jack motions you in.

Putting the pie in the fridge, you turn back to the two to see them having a conversation with their eyes. “Well, I just came by to give Davey the pie I promised him. I’m going to head to the grocery store, then home. See you guys later.”

But as you turn to leave, Jack places a hand on your shoulder, rotating you back around. “Aw, c’mon (Y/N), the night’s still young! Why not head out with ol’ Davey and me? We’ll have a grand old time.”

“The night’s still young because the sun’s still up, Jack. What’re we going to do, go out to a bar in the afternoon? We’re not that desperate for things to do,” Davey says, making a good point. Giving Jack a look, you and Davey are able to convince him to do something other than drink. Surprising the two of you though, Jack immediately comes up with a backup plan that interests all of you: the art museum in town.

Jack gets you a ride and leads you two on an all encompassing tour since he interned there last spring. You discuss the different pieces and soon enough it’s closing time and you have to leave. As you’re walking down the steps, Jack says he has a date with Katherine, and splits off without much hesitation.

You offer to share a ride with Davey and you sit in content silence as you make your way to your respective homes. Dave is dropped off first and you wave as he walks inside. Settling back in the car’s seats and letting out a heavy sigh you can’t help but feel like you’re back to square one.

“Your boyfriend seems nice,” your driver pulls you from your thoughts. Cheeks heating up at the thought you stutter out that you’re only friends. “Oh, well you two would make a cute couple, but that’s just my two cents.”

Mind racing as you enter your apartment, the driver’s words echoing in your head. Maybe you should try to tell Davey how you feel? But then what would happen to your relationship if it didn’t work out, or if he didn’t feel the same at all?

Sleep that night is fitful for you and Davey, but Jack is already planning another attempt to get you two together, and this time it was bound to work.

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A Real Family

Pairing: Platonic! Newsies x Trans!Reader

Request: “can i please request an imagine where the reader is a trans boy who joins the newsies after running away from his transphobic parents, and one day the delancey brothers are picking on him and jack and the others stand up for him?”

TW: Transphobia

Word Count: Approx. 1.2k

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The air was crisp with the scent of autumn as you left the newsies lodging house, leaves falling to the ground around you. Turning your face to the sky you soaked in the morning sunlight. It was a good enough distraction from the memories this time of year brought up. With a sigh you made your way down the sidewalk, listening to the sounds of the city coming to life. It was mornings like this that made you feel like you could forget your problems.

But in the end, reality always came flooding back in. The path you took towards Weasel’s to buy your papes, led you right past your old street. You always tried to ignore it, as the street was part of the “before”. Before you became a newsie, before you met Jack and the others, and before you had been kicked out. But today you couldn’t resist risking a glace down the narrow roadway. 

Your heart sank in your chest as you saw your father making his way out the front door and you hurried along, hoping he wouldn’t see you. He didn’t seem fazed at all, you realized. Then again, why should he be? He didn’t hesitate to kick you out once you revealed you weren’t his little girl, but his son. So why on Earth would the one year anniversary of your abandonment hurt him at all?

You shuddered as you thought of his words that day. “No daughter of mine will pretend to be something she’s not. If you want to be a boy then get out now.” So you did. You realized one of the few ways to make money was to be a newsie. No one asked about your past at first.

Eventually, however, Jack wondered why you didn’t stay at the lodging house, even though you could afford it. You had been reticent to tell them that you were trans, for fear of rejection from the only family you had left. To this day you still weren’t sure what prompted you to tell Jack that day, but you were glad you did. 

He didn’t push you away, but instead assured you that you were always welcome at the lodging house. Jack reassured you that the newsies were your family, and true family doesn’t abandon you, no matter what. After moving into the lodging house you felt safer and happier than you did in ages. While you still felt hurt from your father’s actions, you knew that he couldn’t hurt you here.

As you hurried along the sidewalk, you noticed your father walking on the other side of the street. He hadn’t yet noticed you, but you didn’t want to take any chances. You had left him in the “before” and wanted him to stay there, thank you very much. 

Ducking into a nearby alley, you began navigating the narrow back roads of Manhattan. It would take you longer to get to the publication center to buy your papes, but at least you wouldn’t have to run into him.

Your time as a newsie had given you experience weaving through the back alleys of the city, so you had no trouble finding your way. Smoke clung to the air in these areas, and your lungs burned from the pollution. You hurried along, careful to clutch your bag tighter to your side. It wasn’t as if you carried anything valuable with you, but you couldn’t risk losing your money for today’s papes.

Finally the smoke began to clear and you knew you were nearing the main streets again. Once you stepped foot on the main road you breathed a sigh of relief. The gates of The World were in sight and you could see your friends standing near them. You had made it in time and had done so without running into your past.

“There he is,” you heard Jack say to the other newsies. “We was getting worried when youse didn’t show up.”

You grinned. “Nothin’ to worry about, I had to take a different route today is all.”

“Why’s that?” Davey questioned as your group made your way to the selling window.

Pausing for a moment, you debated telling him. Eventually you decided to. “I saw him,” you confessed under your breath. “My dad. He was on his way to work, and I knew I had to avoid him.”

Crutchie nodded, “It’s today, isn’t it?”

You sighed and shook your head yes. When the others looked confused, you explained. “He kicked me out one year ago today. I just couldn’t see him, not today.”

Davey nodded and gave you a reassuring smile. “It’s alright, besides you’ve got us now.”

You thanked him as you went to buy your papes. “I’ll take 20 today.” 

Oscar Delancey stood at the cart, his gaze levelling on you. Rolling his eyes, he called over to his brother, “20 papes for the girlsie.” 

Your hand balled into a fist at your side. Tension built up in your chest as you tried to ignore his words. “You know that’s not true Oscar,” you answered coolly. 

“Yes, it is,” he replied with a malicious smirk. “We all knows it.”

Your chest tightened as you moved to punch that grin right of his face. He staggered backwards as your fist made contact with his head, cursing under his breath. Instead of fighting back like you had hoped he would, he simply laughed. “I’m not fighting a girlsie.” 

Jack shook his head, “Why, are you scared that he’ll beat you? How about you fight me instead?” The words had barely left his mouth when his fist flew forward, mankind direct contact with the black eye already forming on Oscar’s face.

“If either of youse even thinks ‘bout saying something like that again, you’ll regret it,” Jack said, venom laced in his voice as he glared at the brothers. 

With shaking hands Morris handed you your papes and you walked away from the cart. Your heart hammered in your chest and you took a deep breath of air. 

Davey came to your side and placed a hand on your shoulder. “Are you alright?”

You nodded weakly, trying to collect yourself. It wasn’t that you were upset, you were enraged. After you were kicked out you vowed to never let anyone treat you like that again and you kept that promise.

“Hey, what he said doesn’t matter,” Jack said, joining you. “You know the Delanceys ain’t exactly the greatest people out there, so how they acted doesn’t mean anything.”

“Thanks Jack,” you said. “I just couldn’t let it go, not today.”

He nodded in understanding. “Well we’s your family, and I’m not gonna let my brother go into a fight on his own. So if either of them, or anyone, gives you trouble, let me know. I knows you can fight your own battles, but I want to be there for ya’.”

The others answered in agreement and you smiled. Things may not be perfect, but your family would always be there for you, and that’s what truly mattered.

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Sorry I haven't written anything in like a week, things have been busy here! In other news, I scored fairly well at my first mock trial competition so yay! Let me know if you want to be added to my taglist and as always, likes and reblogs are appreciated! Love you all! <3

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FANDOM LIST

THESE ARE THE FANDOMS AND CHARACTERS (AND SHIPS) I WILL WRITE FOR!

THERE WILL BE PLATONIC AND FAMILIAL SHIPS AND THEY WILL BE SPECIFIED! NO INCEST OF ANY TYPE IS PERMITTED IN MY REQUEST BOX!

I SUPPORT ANY TYPE OF SHIP (GAY / LESBIAN / LGBTQ+) SO REQUEST AWAY!

FOR ANY REASON, if a fandom or character (is)...

CROSSED OUT! I no longer write for the fandom or character.

HAS A “☆” NEXT TO IT! It is one of my favorite fandoms or characters to write for.

Without further ado, here are the lists (IN ALPHABETICAL ORDER)

CRIMINAL MINDS

X READER / OC (SPECIFY IN REQUEST)

☆ SPENCER REID

DEREK MORGAN

PENELOPE GARCIA

EMILY PRENTISS

JENNIFER “JJ” JAREAU

BAU TEAM

SHIPS / PLATONIC

SPENCER REID X DEREK MORGAN

MASTERLIST

DETROIT: BECOME HUMAN

X READER / OC (SPECIFY IN REQUEST)

CONNOR

HANK

GENERAL CHARACTERS (POLICE, ETC)

SHIPS / PLATONIC

N/A

MASTERLIST

GLEE

X READER / OC (SPECIFY IN REQUEST

MIKE CHANG

SEBASTIAN SMYTHE

GENERAL CHARACTERS (NEW DIRECTIONS, WARBLERS, ETC)

SHIPS / PLATONIC

N/A

HARRY POTTER

GOLDEN ERA:

X READER / OC (SPECIFY IN REQUEST)

HARRY POTTER

HERMIONE GRANGER

RON WEASLEY

GINNY WEASLEY

FRED WEASLEY

GEORGE WEASLEY

WEASLEY TWINS

PERCY WEASLEY

CHARLIE WEASLEY

WILLIAM “BILL” WEASLEY

SEAMUS FINNEGAN

DEAN THOMAS

☆ NEVILLE LONGBOTTOM

CEDRIC DIGGORY

OLIVER WOOD

GOLDEN TRIO

WEASLEY FAMILY

SHIPS / PLATONIC

SEAMUS FINNEGAN X DEAN THOMAS

OLIVER WOOD X PERCY WEASLEY

MARAUDERS ERA

X OC / READER (SPECIFY IN REQUEST)

JAMES POTTER

LILY EVANS

REMUS LUPIN

SIRIUS BLACK

(YOUNG) PETER PETTIGREW

MARLENE MCKINNON

DORCAS MEADOWES

FABIAN PREWETT

GIDEON PREWETT

PREWETT TWINS

SHIPS / PLATONIC

JAMES POTTER X LILY EVANS

REMUS LUPIN X SIRIUS BLACK

MARLENE MCKINNON X DORCAS MEADOWES

MASTERLIST

LES MISERABLES

X READER / OC (SPECIFY IN REQUEST)

ENJOLRAS

COURFEYRAC

GRANTAIRE

EPONINE

GAVROCHE

BARRICADE BOYS

SHIPS / PLATONIC

ENJOLRAS X GRANTAIRE

MASTERLIST

MARVEL (AVENGERS)

X READER / OC (SPECIFY IN REQUEST)

TONY STARK

STEVE ROGERS

STONY

BUCKY BARNES

STUCKY

SAM WILSON

NATASHA ROMANOFF

PIETRO MAXIMOFF

PETER PARKER

TEAM CAP

AVENGERS

SHIPS / PLATONIC

STUCKY

STONY

MASTERLIST

MAZE RUNNER (SCORCH TRIALS / DEATH CURE)

X READER / OC (SPECIFY IN REQUEST)

THOMAS

NEWT

☆ MINHO

WINSTON

GALLY

ZART

JEFF

CLINT

CHUCK

GLADER BOYS

SHIPS / PLATONIC

THOMAS X NEWT

THOMAS X MINHO

JEFF X CLINT

MASTERLIST

☆ MERLIN

X READER / OC (SPECIFY IN REQUEST)

MERLIN

ARTHUR PENDRAGON

SIR LEON

SIR ELYAN

SIR LANCELOT

SIR PERCIVA;

SIR GWAINE

GUINEVERE

MORGANA PENDRAGON

MORDRED

KNIGHTS

MERLIN CAST

SHIPS / PLATONIC

MERLIN X ARTHUR PENDRAGON

☆ MERLIN X SIR GWAINE

☆ MERLIN X LANCELOT

MERLIN X LEON

PERCIVAL X GWAINE

MORGANA X GWEN

ROUND TABLE X MERLIN

ROUND TABLE X FEM!MERLIN

MASTERLIST

NATIONAL TREASURE

X READER / OC (SPECIFY IN REQUEST)

☆ RILEY POOLE

BEN GATES

ABIGAIL CHASE

TRIO

SHIPS / PLATONIC

N/A

MASTERLIST

☆ NEWSIES (MOVIE OR MUSICAL - SPECIFY)

X READER / OC (SPECIFY IN REQUEST)

JACK KELLY

DAVID “DAVEY” JACOBS

CRUTCHIE(Y) MORRIS

LES JACOBS

SARAH JACOBS

KATHERINE PLUMBER

RACETRACK HIGGINS

SPOT CONLON

ALBERT DASILVA

☆ ROMEO

MUSH MEYES

BUTTONS DAVENPORT

ELMER KAZPRZAK

HENRY

JOJO DE LA GUERRA

☆ SKITTERY

TUMBLER

FINCH CORTEZ

SNIPESHOOTER

BOOTS

SMALLS (MALE OR FEMALE)

OSCAR DELANCEY

MORRIS DELANCEY

NEWSIES

SHIPS / PLATONIC

JACK KELLY X DAVID JACOBS

JACK KELLY X KATHERINE PLUMBER

SARAH JACOBS X KATHERINE PLUMBER

RACETRACK HIGGINS X SPOT CONLON

SPOT CONLON X SARAH JACOBS

MASTERLIST

THE SANDLOT

X READER / OC (SPECIFY IN REQUEST)

BENNY RODRIGUEZ

SCOTTY SMALLS

MICHAEL “SQUINTS” PALLEDOROUS

ALAN “YEAH-YEAH” MCCLENNAN

SANDLOT BOYS

SHIPS / PLATONIC

BENNY RODRIGUEZ / SCOTTY SMALLS

MASTERLIST

Enjoy this list and make requests if you please. I would love to write more often than I do, so please help me out!

[noxleyfin]

FANDOM LIST

These are the fandoms and characters (And Ships!) I will write for!

- THERE WILL BE PLATONIC AND FAMILIAL SHIPS AND THEY WILL BE SPECIFIED! NO INCEST! - I SUPPORT ANY TYPE OF SHIP (Gay/Lesbian/LGBTQ+) SO REQUEST AWAY!

For any reason, if a fandom or character (is)...

CROSSED OUT! I no longer write for that fandom or character.

HAS A “:3″ NEXT TO IT! It is one of my top and favorite fandoms or characters.

Without further a do, here are the lists (in alphabetical order!)

CRIMINAL MINDS

(:3)Spencer Reid x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Derek Morgan x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Penelope Garcia x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Emily Prentiss x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Jennifer "JJ" Jareau x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

BAU Team x Reader (ONLY Platonic! Familial!)

Spencer Reid x Derek Morgan

Masterlist

DETROIT: BECOME HUMAN

Connor x Reader (ONLY Platonic! Familial!)

Hank x Reader (ONLY Platonic! Familial!)

General Characters (Police) x Reader (ONLY Platonic!)

Masterlist

GLEE

(:3) Mike Chang x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

General Characters (Glee Club) x Reader (ONLY Platonic!)

Masterlist

HARRY POTTER (:3)

Golden Age:

Harry Potter x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Ron Weasley x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Hermione Granger x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Bill Weasley x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Charlie Weasley x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Percy Weasley x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Fred Weasley x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

George Weasley x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Weasley Twins x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Ginny Weasley x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Seamus Finnegan x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Dean Thomas x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

(:3) Neville Longbottom x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Cedric Diggory x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Oliver Wood x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Luna Lovegood x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Golden Trio x Reader (ONLY Platonic!)

Weasley Family x Reader (ONLY Platonic!)

Seamus x Dean

Marauders Era:

James Potter x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Remus Lupin x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Sirius Black x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Marauders x Reader (ONLY Platonic!)

Masterlist

LES MISERABLES

Enjolras x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Eponine x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Courfeyrac x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Grantaire x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Gavroche x Reader (ONLY Kid Love! Platonic! Familial!)

Barricade Boys (ONLY Platonic!)

Masterlist

MARVEL (AVENGERS)

Bucky Barnes x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Steve Rogers x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Sam Wilson x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Natasha Romanoff x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Peter Parker x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Team Cap x Reader (ONLY Platonic!)

Avengers x Reader (ONLY Platonic!)

Masterlist

MAZE RUNNER (SCORCH TRIALS/DEATH CURE)

Thomas x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Newt x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

(:3) Minho x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Winston x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Gally x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Chuck x Reader (ONLY Kid Love! Platonic! Familial!)

Zart x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Jeff x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Clint x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Glader Boys x Reader (ONLY Platonic!)

Masterlist

MERLIN (:3)

Merlin x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Arthur Pendragon x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Sir Leon x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Sir Elyan x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Sir Lancelot x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Sir Percival x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Sir Gwaine x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Guinevere x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Morgana x Reader (ONLY Platonic! Familial!)

Mordred x Reader (ONLY Platonic! Familial!)

General Characters (Knights) x Reader (ONLY Platonic!)

Merlin Cast x Reader (ONLY Platonic!)

Round Table Knights x Merlin (Romantic! Platonic!)

Round Table Knights x Fem!Merlin (Romantic! Platonic!)

Merlin x Arthur

(:3) Merlin x Gwaine

Arthur x Merlin x Gwaine

Lancelot x Merlin

Leon x Merlin

Percival x Gwaine

Morgana x Gwen

Masterlist

NATIONAL TREASURE

Riley Poole x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Ben Gates x Reader (ONLY Platonic! Familial!)

Abigail Chase x Reader (ONLY Platonic! Familial!)

Trio x Reader (ONLY Platonic!)

Masterlist

NEWSIES (:3) - Movie or Musical (PLEASE SPECIFY)

Jack Kelly x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Crutchie (y) Morris x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

David “Davey” Jacobs x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Les Jacobs x Reader (ONLY Kid Love! Platonic! Familial!)

Sarah Jacobs x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Katherine Plumber x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Racetrack Higgins x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Albert DaSilva x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Romeo x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Mush Meyers x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Buttons Davenport x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Elmer Kasprzak x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Henry x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

JoJo De La Guerra x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

(:3)Skittery x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Tumbler x Reader (ONLY Kid Love! Platonic! Familial!)

Finch x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Snipeshooter x Reader (ONLY Kid Love! Platonic! Familial!)

Boots x Reader x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Smalls (Male or Female!) x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Oscar Delancey x Reader (ONLY Platonic! Familial!)

Morris Delancey x Reader (ONLY Platonic! Familial!)

Newsies x Reader (ONLY Platonic! Familial!)

Masterlist

THE BREAKFAST CLUB

John Bender x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Brian Johnson x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Allison Reynolds x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Andrew Clark x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Carl Reed x Reader (ONLY Platonic! Familial!)

Delinquents x Reader (ONLY Platonic!)

Masterlist

THE SANDLOT

Benny Rodriguez x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Scotty Smalls x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Michael “Squints” Palledorous x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Alan “Yeah-Yeah” McClennan x Reader (Romantic! Platonic! Familial!)

Sandlot Boys x Reader (ONLY Platonic!)

Masterlist

Enjoy this list and make requests if you please. I would love to write more often than I do, so please help me out!

[chipmunk-anon]

Newsies (and other musicals) x Reader Masterlist

Jack Kelly:

Didn’t Listen part 1

Didn't Listen part 2

We Is Here

Jealous Type

Best Brother (platonic)

Cuddles and Kisses (male reader)

First Day on the Job

Race Higgins:

A Knight’s Devotion

King of New York

Stargazing

Ticklish

Guess Who

Be my Valentine?

Is That My Shirt?

Albert DaSilva:

Pocket Change part 1

Pocket Change part 2

Leaving

Things You Said

I Think You’re Wonderful

Everything Goes Right

Pinky Swear

Jojo De La Guerra:

Trouble in Blue

Crutchie Morris:

Sock-hop Sweet-hearts

Davey Jacobs:

Are you High?

A Partnership of Sorts

Finch Cortez

Can I Lay My Head in Your Lap?

Asleep in His Arms

Spot Conlon

Not You Too

Bandstand

Johnny Simpson

Johnny’s Girl

[sammie-cant-write]

MY LINE UP

All of them are [Insert Character] x Male Reader

Sexual Frustration- Gavin Reed

Pain play- Jack Kelly

Shower/Bath- Crutchie Morris

Orgasm Denial- Jack Kelly

Breathplay- Gavin Reed

Bulges- David Jacobs

Hate Sex- Spot Conlon

Solo- Jack Kelly

Face fucking/Deep Throat- Racetrack Higgins

Cock Worship- David Jacobs

Anonymous- Jack Kelly

Cum Swallowing- Davey Jacobs

Face Sitting- Racetrack Higgins

Biting/Marking- David Jacobs

Somnophilia- Jack Kelly

Drunk Sex- Spot Conlon

Mirrors- Jack Kelly

Bloodplay- Oscar Delancey

Daddy Kink- Morris Delancey

Formal Wear- David Jacobs

Semi-public masturbation- Reader

Tails- Crutchie Morris

Collar/Leash- Crutchie Morris

Window/Balcony- Jack Kelly

Sensory Deprivation- Morris Delancey

Fangs- Crutchie Morris

Phone Sex- David Jacobs

Outdoor Sex- Jack Kelly

Workplace- David Jacobs

Pet play- Crutchie

Daddy Kink, Dirty Talk, Cock Worship, Cum Swallowing, Window/Balcony- Oscar Delancey

Kinktober 2019 Prompt List

*This list was created with the help of @damnedxfate and our followers. This list is available for everyone to use. You do not need to credit us for the list!

Glory Hole | Bukkake | Sexual Frustration | Roleplay

Soft Dom/Coaching | Painplay | Pregnancy | Intercrural Sex

Breastplay/Nippleplay | Breeding | Phallic Gags/Gags | Shower/Bath/Underwater

Forniphilia (Human Furniture) | 69 Position | Lactation | Orgasm Denial

Size Difference | Distension | Knotting | Breathplay

Upskirt Sex | Domesticity | Creampie | Bulges

Spit-Roasting | Angry/Hate Sex | Object Insertion | Begging

Jealousy/Possessiveness | Menstruation | Solo/Masturbation | Feederism/Foodplay

Praise Kink | Face-Fucking/Deep Throat | Power Bottom | Heat Cycle

Body Modification/Decoration | Bondage | Frottage | Cock Worship

Anal Pounding | Anonymous Sex | Medical Play | Electricity

Xenophilia | Cum Swallowing | Prostitution | Coiling

Pillow Prince(ss) | Vore (Soft) | Dacryphilia | Face-Sitting

Auralism | Fem-Dom | Biting/Marking | Seduction

Somnophilia | Clothing Theft | Breeding Mount /Immobilization | Cervix Penetration

Stuck in a Wall | Power Difference/Authority | Fisting (Consensual) | Drunk Sex

Mutual Masturbation | Double (or More) Penetration | Suspension | Mirrors

Body Worship | Bloodplay | Brat Taming | Sex Toys

Filming | Daddy Kink | Sadism/Masochism | Dirty Talk

Semi-Public/Public Sex | Dom/Sub | Aphrodisiacs | Formal Wear

Semi-Public/Public Masturbation | A/B/O | Sounding | Dub-Con/Non-Con

Primal Play | Voyeurism | Kemonomimi/Tails | Massage

Stockings/Socks | Degradation/Humiliation | Collar/Leash | Hypnosis/Mind Control

Cross-dressing | Reluctant Sex/Blackmail | Window/Balcony Sex | Overstimulation

Body Swap | Tickling | Size Queen | Sensory Deprivation

Ageplay | Lingerie | Exhibitionism | Fangs

Latex | Phone Sex/Sexting | Maid/Butler | Tentacles

Micro/Macro | Cum Inflation | Outdoor Sex | Master/Mistress

Cuckolding | Omorashi/Watersports | Office/Workplace | Telepathic or Empathic Bonds

Three(or More)some | Fucking Machine | Petplay | Shot-gunning

Any combination of the above

*Have fun!

[daveyjacobss]

Male!Reader x Davey Jacobs on their first date maybe?

on my list of things to write !!!

[denimwrites-archive]

Friends? (Part 3 - End)

Prompt: Not a request - It started with a little pining, then had some angst, and now we’re here.

Fandom: Newsies (2017) - Modern College AU

Pairing: Davey Jacobs X Male Reader

Summary: Jack gives setting you and Davey up one more try, and it may actually go as planned? Somehow? Only with Katherine’s help, of course.

Word Count: 2,432

Warnings: Food, eating, idk nosey friends?? But they mean well and ultimately get you together?

A/N: As previously stated, Jack is Bi, Davey is Gay, and Reader’s sexuality isn’t stated. Jack is in a relationship with Katherine, and it’s a bit more prominent in this part so I just wanted to state it. Um… I have no idea how this series turned out. Also sorry for all of the art talk, I’m using all of my art appreciation vocabulary lol

Friends? Series - Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

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The past few weeks have gone by without a hitch. School was school, and work was stressful, but you got by. You and Davey had hung out a few times, and Jack hadn’t said anything about finding you any more matches, but you weren’t worried about it. However, you were somewhat worried when you went to the cafe Davey worked at on Thursday and saw Jack there obviously conspiring with Katherine, their heads bent over the table speaking in quiet tones.

Walking up to Davey at the counter, he was also looking at the pair suspiciously. You nod to each other and just watch their plotting for a few minutes until Katherine glances up and meets your eyes. Punching Jack in the arm, they both turn to you and give an awkward ‘We weren’t doing anything, what’re you talking about?’ wave. You and Davey just wave back before turning to each other.

“That definitely wasn’t suspicious at all,” he says as he turns to a coworker and says something about a break. Stepping out from behind the counter you both make your way to Jack and Kath’s table. They both sheepishly look up at you when you stop in front of them.

“Heey, (Y/N), Davey, what’re you two doing here?” Jack asks, in a casual tone.

“Well, I work here. You should know that since I made your coffees. And (Y/N) is here to help me go over my political science notes while I work so I can pass a test tomorrow. Now, what are you two conspiring about? You haven’t stopped glancing at me since you got here, and are obviously up to something.” Davey makes it a point to look at both of them in an attempt to seem more intimidating.

“Well excuse us for trying to plan a surprise party,” Jack says in an exasperated tone. Sharing a glance with Davey, he just pinches the bridge of his nose before taking a deep breath.

“Oh yeah? Then who’s it for?” you asked. Jack’s eyes widen and he turns to Katherine who opens her mouth, before closing it again. Her eyes just moving between the three people who were expectantly looking at her. “Mhmm. Well, we’ll leave you to your planning.” Motioning for Davey to follow you, you take a seat at the counter and glance back at the pair to see them leaned over in what seemed to be an argument.

Katherine glances over and sees you looking and just tries to focus on Jack. Letting out a small chuckle you can’t help but shake your head at them. Davey smiles at you and pulls out his political science notes, and you scan over them as he heads behind the counter again. You start quizzing him, and almost forget that Jack and Katherine are behind you, that is until Jack comes and gives you a slap on the back.

“Well, we’re heading out. Thanks for the coffee, Dave. And (Y/N), sorry I haven’t been checking on your profile all that much. But I have a feeling I’ll find something this weekend, so don’t make any plans,” but his eyes never leave Davey’s as he says that last line. Too swept up in Davey’s notes, you just wave in understanding before asking some random question about some bill.

Jack gives you another pat on the back before he and Katherine leave. As the hours tick by, Davey provides coffee and soon enough it’s closing time and you have thoroughly learned about something you will probably never use. You let out a yawn before you split ways, Dave giving you a hug in thanks for the studying help. You kind of freeze up, but hug back after a second of hesitation.

You make plans to have breakfast on Sunday, and head home, ready to watch some TV and forget about life for a little bit. However, your evening is interrupted by a text from Jack. “Found another date for you, come by the art museum on Saturday at 7 if you want to see them.”

Letting out a sigh, you text back an, ‘alright see you then.’ After a minute you decide to add, ‘and you better actually be there this time.’ He just sends you a thumbs up and soon enough you’re heading to bed. Tossing and turning, your mind keeps going back to Davey’s smile whenever he got something right when you were quizzing him earlier.

Taking a breath, you try to calm your mind and drift off to sleep. Your alarm wakes you up at an ungodly hour and you get ready for your classes for the day. Making some coffee and heading out, you’re happy to see Dave in class. He seems to be in a good mood, and you chat while you wait for the professor to start.

The rest of the day goes by pretty fast, and by the time you make it home after work, you’re ready to sleep for a decade. As you lay down to do just that, you get a text from Katherine saying something about meeting her at the art museum at 6:30 on Saturday. Confused you just agree to it and fall asleep.

Little did you know that Jack had teamed up with Katherine to set you up with Davey. They were going over ideas at the cafe because as Jack eloquently put it, “You have to hide in plain sight, y’know?” They had decided on the art museum after Jack told her about how much fun you seemed to have with Davey when you went before.

A new exhibit had opened and they knew it would be the perfect spot. Jack had pulled a favor with one of the employees from when he was an intern and made sure that you two could stay a little after closing time, just so you could have that moment to yourselves, with Jack and Kath hiding behind a wall somewhere of course.

The new plan was foolproof. Katherine would walk around the museum with you, and Jack would walk around with Davey. Part of the new installation was in the middle of the room, acting as kind of a divider. Katherine would talk to you about your crush on Davey, and he would talk about his crush on you. They would then ‘bump’ into each other and leave you and Davey to do the rest.

Okay, so the plan wasn’t entirely infallible, but it was pretty damn good. And even if it didn’t work, you got to see a cool art exhibit.

Saturday night was there before you knew it. Getting a little more dressed up than usual in a nice pair of jeans and a button down, you head to the museum and meet Katherine in the front lobby. Raising a brow at her, she just takes your arm and leads you around the museum. You chat about school and work, but eventually the conversation swings to more personal topics.

“So, I heard that you had a date the other week. Care to comment?”

You just give Katherine a look, before sighing and regaling your breakfast ‘date’ with Devin. “It went alright, but we just didn’t ‘click’ so I guess we’re friends? But I don’t know. Doesn’t really matter I guess, since I’m still single.” Letting out a small chuckle, Katherine brings you into a new section of the museum and your eyes widen at the beauty of the new pieces on display.

As you’re distracted by the first piece you come across, you don’t notice Jack and Davey stroll in through the opposite entrance. Davey is also swept up in the new exhibit and doesn’t see you either. Jack and Katherine give each other the thumbs up, and they carefully guide you towards the centerpiece at the center of the room.

Speaking softly, Katherine asks, “So, is there anyone you’re interested in?”

“Well,” you start, “there is this one guy, but it couldn’t work out.”

“Why not? You’re a great guy! Anyone would be happy to have you!”

“Thanks, Kath, but he’s one of my closest friends and I wouldn’t want to ruin what we already have. If I lost him, I don’t know what I’d do…” Trailing off, you lose yourself in the piece in front of you. The colors and shapes transfixing you with their apparent movement and depth.

Then you’re interrupted by a conversation apparently happening on the other side of the art. It’s quiet as to be respectful of other patrons, but you can still hear a little of it. Something about “Wishing he saw me how I see him,” and “Missing him whenever he’s gone.” Guess we’re in the same boat, buddy, you can’t help but think, letting out a sigh.

Someone coughs and Katherine is pulling you away from the centerpiece and towards the opposite exit. She starts talking about something, but you’re still lost in your thoughts until you look up and see Jack and Davey standing in front of you.

You stand there frozen, and it seems like Davey is just as shocked to see you. Jack and Katherine let out too excited greetings before linking arms and walking away, leaving you and Dave alone. Nervously clearing his throat, he says, “Great exhibit, huh?”

“Yeah. The use of color is really… unique.” Still standing there, you gesture him towards one of the pieces you had yet to inspect. You both move to stand in front of it, stealing glances at each other when the other was unaware. Moving around the rest of the space in relative silence you feel your nerves starting to pick up.

Finally at the last piece, you take a deep breath, ready to do something brave and stupid, but Davey seems to have had the same plan since your voices overlap in a flurry of blurted words. Letting out nervous chuckles, you offer to go first. Davey gives you the floor and you repeat what you said.

“This was a great time. Do you maybe, want to go out for ice cream? My treat?” You look at him hopefully, cheeks heating up.

“That would be awesome. I was actually going to ask if you wanted to go out for coffee,” he says with a nervous rub of his neck, giving you a sheepish look.

You can’t help the smile that comes to your face as you roll your eyes, “You and coffee, I swear. You were meant to be a barista.” He laughs and you let out a little giggle. Motioning to the exhibit’s exit you fall into step next to each other and chat as you make your way out ~ of the museum.

Grabbing a ride, Davey instructs the driver where to go, a place you haven’t been before. The conversation is light and you easily talk about anything and everything. It was like you were talking for the first time, discovering new passions and excitedly telling each other about your favorite activities. Soon enough you made it to the place, which so happened to be an ice cream place, with a cafe right next to it.

Deciding on ice cream first, you split a bowl and sit on a bench outside, eating and talking. After finishing you decide to rest for a little before getting coffee. Your conversation eventually rolls back around to the art museum and you talk about the new exhibit, almost dancing around why you were there. Grabbing some coffee to distract the both of you from the reason, you quietly sip at your beverages. But that only lasts for so long.

A nervous energy starts to permeate the air the longer you ignore it, and soon enough you can’t help but blurt out that Katherine and Jack had asked you to go to the museum. Davey said that they had asked him there too. Realizing that the meeting had been staged, both of your brains are going a million miles an hour worrying that one of the pair had spilled about your feelings.

Great minds do apparently think alike, since you both decided to rip the bandaid off at the same time.

“I want to be more than friends!”

“I think I’m in love with you.”

Staring at each other in amazement you both just take in the moment. It’s almost too much to handle, but thankfully Davey’s cell phone interrupts the tension. Letting out a nervous chuckle he answers, “Jack? Yeah, we left the museum… We got ice cream… Well, sorry for not telling you? I don’t know what you want me to say!” After a short pause, Davey glances at you, then says a quiet, “Thank you,” into the phone before saying goodbye and hanging up.

Letting out a breath, Davey checks the time and says that he should probably head home. He offers to take you home first though, and you’re happy to spend more time with him. Conversation is light on the way to your apartment, and soon enough you’re at your door.

“Well, this is me,” you state, lingering.

“Yep…” Davey idles, hands in his pockets. “Are we still on for breakfast tomorrow?” he asks, a hint of nervousness in his voice.

“Totally! I’ll meet you at Hawkins’ at ten?”

“It’s a date.” Davey’s eyes widen at his words, but he decides to use it to his advantage. Leaning forward and giving you a kiss on the cheek, he hurries down the hall while you’re still frozen. When you can finally comprehend what just happened, you can’t stop smiling.

Entering your apartment, you flop onto the couch as your mind races. You have a date tomorrow morning with your best friend, and you couldn’t be happier.

After a few months of you and Davey dating Jack finally confesses to how his brilliant first plan failed, and how it was supposed to go. By then you already knew that he didn’t really mean to set you up with anyone on that dating site, but would pretend to and say you could go and scope the person out.

But the catch was that Davey was supposed to be there instead, and that you two would inadvertently hang out and maybe confess. Obviously it took a little more strategy, but a more advanced version of that plan did end up working.

And Jack never lets you two forget it, unless Katherine is there, in any case they figure themselves expert matchmakers. But in all honesty, you kind of have to believe them, since Davey is still your best friend, along with being the best boyfriend.

[denimwrites-archive]

Friends? (Part 1)

Prompt: “hey you’ve had a rough day so let’s get in our PJs and watch a cute movie together and cuddle bUT IT’S TOTALLY PLATONIC ALRIGHT” from the “friendship to romance tropes i can’t get enough of” list I reblogged

Fandom: Newsies (2017) - Modern College AU

Pairing: Davey Jacobs X Male Reader

Summary: After a long week, you decide to invite your best friend, Davey, over for a relaxing movie night. Soon enough you’re both tiredly leaning on each other, and who knows what could happen next?

Word Count: 2,442

Warnings: Food, language (there’s some f-bombs and such), some fighting?

A/N: I haven’t written a male reader before, but I usually try to keep all my fics gender neutral, so I hope this was okay? I used he/him pronouns for the reader. I don’t know if I got the guy friendship right, but I tried. If anyone has any tips, I’d be happy to hear them!! (Also, in this fic I had Jack be bi and Davey be gay, the reader’s sexuality is left ambiguous) And I broke it into two parts cause I wanted to create suspense

Friends? Series - Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

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This week couldn’t have been longer. You had had three tests, and two papers due, not to mention work on top of that. To say you were spent would be an understatement. You knew that your friends would want to go out on a Friday night, but you couldn’t work up the energy to cook food let alone go to a party. You were lucky enough to have a best friend who understood that.

That best friend was David Jacobs. You two had become friends during your freshman year when he was your chemistry lab partner, and ever since it was like you two had known each other for forever. You had known Jack from high school, and were unsurprised when Jack tried to introduce you to Davey since Jack is such a people person and always trying to include you in things.

The two had met in their art appreciation class and hit it off when they got into a lively discussion about the definition of art. When you explained you already knew each other Jack then got you into the discussion and let’s just say he still brings it up every once and awhile.

Jack was usually the one for parties, but Davey was just as happy with a good book. He understood your wish to just stay home, and happily made his way over to your place with a fresh pizza and a Back to the Future box set when you texted him you needed something to recharge with.

You opened the door, already in your pajamas, and smiled tiredly at your friend. “That bad of a week, huh?” he asked as he made his way into your apartment. You let out a yawn in response, and he just chuckled. Davey set the pizza on your coffee table before heading to the kitchen for some plates and napkins.

Making yourself comfy on your couch, you just watch as Davey sets everything up. “Thanks, man. I feel like I could sleep for a week.”

“Hey, it’s no problem. Think of this as me repaying you for helping me during finals,” he said, handing you a plate with a slice, and a smile.

You gratefully take it and can’t help the smirk that comes to your face. “I think pizza and a movie isn’t going to cover you keeping me up for two days for non-stop quizzing.” Davey chuckles again, and blushes a little bit at the memory. He had been stressing nonstop over his psychology and sociology finals, and being the good friend that you are, had helped him study for both, even though you weren’t even in those classes. You actually still remembered some of the information, even if it was pretty much useless for now.

As he settles next to you on the couch he grabs a slice of pizza for himself. “Alright, but at least it’s making a dent in what I owe you for that.” You just nod and take a bite of your pizza, and Davey takes that as his cue to start the movie. As you watch Marty travel between the past, present, and future and you consume more and more pizza, you feel your eyes grow heavier and heavier.

Soon enough the pizza is forgotten, and you’re carefully resting your head on Davey’s shoulder. ~ You’re dozing slightly, almost in between consciousness and wakefulness. Too tired to care about what you’re resting on since it’s warm and comfy and that’s all that matters. As the soundtrack of the movie continues to lull you to sleep, your pillow shifts and you groan, nuzzling into it. It seems to work, as it stops shifting, and you lean more heavily onto it.

Then unexpectedly, you’re falling. You land on something slightly softer, but you decide to get up anyway, the surprise waking you up. Pushing yourself up, you see that your hand on Davey’s thigh is holding you up and scramble to get off of him and let go of it, waking yourself up more in the process. You’re both blushing messes and you decide to clean up some of your mess as a way to calm yourself down. Throwing away some of the uneaten pizza crusts, you keep the leftover pieces in the box and stick it in the fridge.

When you get back to the couch, Davey’s putting in a different movie, and upon closer inspection see that it’s Meet the Robinsons, one of your shared favorites. As Wilbur goes on his adventure, you tuck yourself closer to the couch’s armrest on the opposite side of where Dave is sitting. Yeah, leaning on him was nice, but you didn’t want to fuck up your friendship by weirding him out in your tired state.

About halfway through the movie, you’re starting to doze off while resting on your hand. The last thing you remember before your eyes fully close is the bowler hat guy taking over. It seems like you were finally done for, since the next time you wake up, you’re securely wrapped in someone’s arms and completely stretched out rather than curled up.

Not remembering what happened, and not really caring with how comfortable you are, you cuddle into your heat provider and slowly drift back off. You absentmindedly feel something wrap around you. Goddamn octopus, let go of my truck, you think in your hazy state.

But then your warm partner’s laughing and the rumbles of his chest are waking you up. You groan and think, Fucking octo went and fucked up the motor. Asshole. The rumbles are deeper, and now there’s shaking going on and you just sit up, and blearily wipe at your eyes.

You’re met with Davey’s face next to yours and he seems like he’s trying to hold in his laughter, but at the sight of your confused and tired face he loses it. Laughing with his whole body, you’re kind of pushed off of the couch. You groan as you hit the floor, and David is just laughing even harder.

“What the hell is so funny?” you grumble out as you try to wake up. It takes him a few minutes to respond, since whenever he looks at you still sitting on the floor, his laughter picks up again. You let out a huff and stand up, heading to the kitchen. You stretch a little and look at your microwave to see that it’s almost six in the morning. Not the worst sleep I’ve had.

You start the coffee machine and grab two mugs. Leaning against the counter a you wait for the caffeine to brew, you rest your eyes and try to focus your thoughts on what you need to do today. I have that paper due in a few days, I should probably get started on that. And I have that stuff I need to research for that science class. You groan and can’t help but want to go back to bed.

When Dave finally calms down he joins you in the kitchen. He leans on the counter next to you and bumps your shoulder with his. You glare at him, still tired from the week and your unplanned early morning. But the glare doesn’t last long when he’s smiling at you with that stupidly beautiful mouth of his.

“I don’t know what you were dreaming about, but if I hope that octopus didn’t mess up your truck too bad,” he can’t even stifle the giggle he lets out at your confused face. Then you realize that you had been talking and not thinking. You hide your face behind a hand and let out another groan. Today was already off to a great start.

“Ah, don’t worry,” he says, pulling your hand away from your face, “I won’t tell anyone about your weird tentacle dream.” You punch him in the arm, and he rubs it with a chuckle.

“You better not, or I’m withholding your coffee before work.” That gets him to shut up, and then you’re laughing at the idioticness of the situation. He watches you, that smile still on his face. You thought you saw something in his eyes, but then he lets out a cough and you realize that the coffee is ready. You pour some in each mug and grab some creamer from the fridge, and hand it to Davey.

He accepts it and pours some in before setting it onto the counter, he adds some sugar before taking a sip. David drinks and contemplates something while you fix your coffee the way you like it. You sip in silence and sooner than you’d like, Davey is saying he has to leave so he can go home and grab a shower and his uniform before work. You say goodbye, and after he closes the door behind him, you let out a wistful sigh.

“Idiot!” you exclaim to yourself. You had been cuddling with Davey, your best friend, and kind of crush and your weird dream just had to ruin it. Letting out another sigh, you look back to your living room, which isn’t in the worst shape it’s ever been, and head to your room. Flopping onto the bed, you quickly fall back asleep.

Waking up much later in the day, you decide to get up and actually do some work. As you gear up to do some serious investigating for that science thing, your phone goes off. Checking it, you see that it was a text from Jack. You have to reread it several times, but even if you turn it sideways, you can’t make out what he was trying to say. You text a quick, “What?” to him and set your phone aside, trying to focus back on the task at hand.

The second your hands touch the keys of your laptop though, your phone goes off again. You see that it’s Jack again, and you still can’t make out what he’s saying. Letting out a huff, and taking a breath to steady yourself, you dial his number. Phone calls may be a horrible experience, but if something had happened you were going to find out.

The phone picks up after the second ring, but you don’t hear anything other than some grunts and what seems to be the phone passing between hands. You hear an outcry of, “Jack!” and you realize that Davey is there too.

“Hello?” you ask, confused as to what was happening on the other end of the line.

“Don’t! Jack!” you hear Davey yell, and then you hear heavy panting.

Your confusion only increases, and you’re about to voice this when you hear Jack say, “I’m doing this for your own good Davey. So, (Y/N),” Jack finally addresses you.

“Yeah? Jack what the hell is going on? What was with those texts? Was someone trying to murder you or something?”

“Well, Dave was trying to stop me from helping him, sorry for the confusion. Now onto important business.” You hear something in the background and then Jack is panting into the phone again. “Davey come on, just let me do this!”

“No!” then you think the phone was dropped.

“Hello?” you ask. “Jack, Davey, can you hear me?”

“Hey! (Y/N)!” Davey answers the phone in a forcefully cheerful tone.

“Davey? What the fuck is happening? Are you two fighting or something?” you ask, knowing that the worst argument the two had gotten into only ended with the silent treatment.

“What? No!” he says, obviously lying. You start to hear Jack say something in the background, but Davey shushes him. “Everything’s fine! Jack just sat on his phone wrong and accidentally sent the texts.”

“That doesn’t happen with a touchscreen, Dave.”

“Doesn’t it?” he asks, obviously nervous. “I’ve seen videos of it happening and stuff like that where Siri turns on and hears a conversation and sends it as a text and-”

“Davey,” you cut him off, “I’m going to hang up and go work on my paper now. I suggest you give Jack back his phone before he takes it back. I’ll talk to you later, bye.” You hang up and shake your head, those goddamn idiots.

What you don’t know is happening on the other side of town is that Davey is breathing a sigh of relief for the first time in an hour. Jack had come into the coffee shop Dave worked at and had been talking to him until it was time for his break. When Davey filled him in on what happened last night, Jack was asking all sorts of questions. He was also trying to text you that Davey was gushing over how adorable you were while asleep.

Jack had had enough of both of your secret pinings and was going to get one of you to confess to the other. Yeah, it was a shitty idea, but Jack just wanted his two knuckleheads of friends to be happy. However, when Davey found out he grabbed his phone and started running. Jack easily caught up to him and then you called when Jack finally had his phone back.

Now the two men were sitting on the sidewalk. Davey had handed Jack his phone back and they were thinking about what had just happened. “I’m sorry for taking your phone,” Davey says quietly.

“I’m sorry for almost talking about your crush.” They shake hands and sit for a few minutes before Jack speaks up again. “I wasn’t going to say it in so many words, but Davey you have to say somethin’ for god’s sakes. I know it’s driving you crazy, and it’s driving him just as crazy! You know it ain’t just girls who obsess over this kind of stuff.”

“I wouldn’t know,” Davey responds with a laugh, “but I get what you’re saying. If I’m thinking about it as much as he is then I should do something. But I don’t want to fuck it up. He could not feel the same way. And he’s the first guy I’ve made a really strong friendship with since I met you and the other news guys, but goddamn is he making it hard to just be friends.” With a sigh, Davey looks at the sky and just looks at the clouds.

“Then howsabout we get it straight from the horse’s mouth?” Davey gives him a look. “Okay, maybe not straight, but you know what I mean.” They share a laugh and then Jack is filling Davey in on a plan that he’s had for quite some time. They plot as you sit unaware on your couch, working on your paper. Boy were you going to be surprised next week.

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Masterlist 2

Masterlist 1 (anything before 3/6/20)

Last update un July 2020

Fandoms on this list: Newsies, Supernatural, Falsettos, The Outsiders, Twilight

Key: S- Smut, H- Headcanon, M- Male reader

Newsies

Jack Kelly

Road trips (H)

Caught Red... Faced (S)

Over The Edge

Crutchie Morris

New Experiences

Decorations (H)

Old Friends (S)

Out on a limb (MH)

David ‘Davey’ Jacobs

Firsts (MS)

Movie Nights (H)

Love, Davey Masterlist

Glasses Up part two(S)

Rainbow Road (H)

Boy Meets Boy (MH)

Two Boys Kissing (M)

Spot Conlon

Sleepless Nights (H)

Helping Hand (M)

Racetrack Higgins

Lazy Days (H)

Man Enough (MS)

Albert DaSilva

Clothes (H)

Jealousy (H)

JoJo De La Guerra

Mirrors (SH)

Wedding Night (S)

Bubble Baths

Finch Cortez

Holding Hands

Morris & Oscar Delancey

m-Coworkers

m-Bullies (H)

o-Out In the open (MH)

Specs

4th of July (H)

Sarah Jacobs

First Kiss

Katherine

She loves you she loves you not (H)

Darcy 

Dates(H)

Bill

Dates(H)

Ships

Ruined Toys (Javid S)

Sir (Relmer S)

Drive In (Tommy boy x Romeo H)

Bridges (SpotxJack SH)

Keeping You A Secret (Sprace)

All Newsies

Sports

April Fool’s Day (H)

Quarantine (H)

Change Your Mind

First Time (SH) part one part two

Anniversaries (H)

LGBT+ (H)

Supernatural

Charlie  Bradbury

Opposite Ties

Dean Winchester

Hollywood Babylon

Twilight 

The Unexplainable Masterlist

Edward Cullen

Dating (H)

Rosalie

Luna (H)

Crush - Edward x Jacob

Alec Volturi

Harder (S)

Falsettos

Whizzer Brown

Bloody Wounds

The Outsiders

Sodapop Curtis

Dating (H)

Dallas Winston

Dating (H)

Johnny Cade

The Twins Masterlist

Glee

LGBT+ (H)

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Two Boys Kissing - Davey Jacobs Imagine

Requested: CAN WE GET. A PULITZER! MALE! READER THATS CRUSHING ON DAVEY,BUT IS SUPER AFRAID OF COMING OUT BC OF HIS DAD'S REPUTATION???

Warnings: internalized homophobia, homophobia

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“Y/N come on. It’ll be fun. Who cares what Dad thinks.” Katherine explained for the thousandth time making you sigh. She’d been trying to convince you to have alone time with your crush the entire week but you weren’t having any of it. 

“I do! Okay? He’s happy you’re with Jack, what is he going to say when he finds out I’m with Davey. I can’t take over the business once he dies if I’m with Davey. No one will ever buy the paper!” You exclaimed, throwing an old newspaper across the room. 

“Y/N…” Katherine trailed, walking over rubbing your arm trying to calm you down. “Just try it. We want you to be happy. That’s all we want.” Katherine explained softly, making you nod. 

“Okay.” You nodded. “But you have to help get him in here without dad being suspicious. I don’t want a repeat like last time.” You explained making her nod and hug you. 

“The boys are going to be so excited.” She smiled before making her way out of your room. You sat on your bed rubbing your face, hoping you’d made the right decision.

The second you were alone with Davey in your room you were a bit on edge. Any little noise you heard outside of your room made you sit on opposite ends of your bed. It hadn’t been until Katherine came in to “give you water” and told you your dad was leaving for the day that you finally let yourself be anywhere near Davey.

“Next time you can come to my house. My parents won’t care that you’re there.” Davey smiled making you stiffen.

“Next time?” You asked, making Davey’s eyes go wide.

“I mean… if you want there to be a next time.” Davey explained making you nod slowly and blush.

“Yeah, I do.” You smiled with a small nod. 

Your heart began to race when Davey scooted closer to you. You’d dreamed of this many times before. Finally getting to kiss the boy you’d had the biggest crush on. You scooted closer, placing your hand on Davey’s chest, feeling your fingers twitch, wanting to curl his shirt in your hand and pull him in for the kiss already. All the worries you’d felt ever since your crush developed on Davey seemed to catch up to you. Memories of your father screaming at you the last time you’d had a boy over only at the slightest thought that you would ever bring a boy home to be more than a friend.

“Davey we can’t.” You explained pushing him away before your lips even touched. 

“Why? None of the boys will judge us. They know we like each other.” Davey explained making you shake your head. 

“It’s not the boys I’m worried about Davey.” You shook your head. 

“Then who are you so worried about?” Davey asked, making you look down. 

“My dad.” You mumbled fiddling with your thumbs. “I think you should go.” You explained looking up. Davey tried saying something but you cut him off. “This wasn’t a good idea Davey. I’m sorry. Katherine will walk you out.” You whispered motioning to your door. 

That night you’d cried into your pillow so no one would hear you. You thought about how you’d been foolish to even think about letting yourself give in to those feelings. You knew how the world would react. You knew there’d be no hope at ever having a normal relationship like the rest of your friends. If you couldn’t be openly happy with it, the you didn’t want it at all.

You were talking to Crutchie one day in the lodging house. Having avoided Davey for a while you were shocked when you saw him. You tried to continue the conversation normally, but couldn’t take your eyes off of Davey. He kept glancing at you, whispering something to Jack and Katherine making you furrow your brows. Your attention was pulled back to Crutchie when he started talking about a girl who always came to buy from him that he was starting to get a crush on. 

You wondered how that felt, being able to like someone and actually be able to be with them in public, not worrying about whatever anyone would think, or even going to jail just because of it. You wondered what it would be like to be with Davey. How it must’ve felt to have his lips against yours, almost regretting pushing him away when he’d been in your room the other day. It seemed that Davey could read your mind, walking over like a man on a mission. At first you thought he wanted to confront you about what had happened, but to your surprise you were pushed back against the wall you’d been standing near.

“Davey-” You started but his lips cut you off. You let out a little noise of surprise, your hands coming up to hold onto his shirt. You pulled him closer to you, melting into the kiss, but Davey pulled away all too soon, making you lean forward to get more, your eyes still closed.

“I’m sorry I-” Davey started but you pulled him back in for another kiss, the entire lodging house erupting in cheers.

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Firsts - Davey Jacobs Smut

Requested: First,I hope you're having a great day!!! Second,could you possibly do 15,20,and 21 on the smut list with Davey and a Male reader?

15- Have you never been touched like this before?

20- I didn’t know your nipples were so sensitive

21- Look how ready you are for me

Warnings:  smut, slightly inexperienced Davey

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You were sitting on the couch like usual, but Davey had been acting differently. You were trying to pay attention to the show you’d been watching, but Davey’s lips on your neck had made it difficult. You let out a groan when he started sucking on your sweet spot, your fingers coming up to play with his hair. You shifted in your spot, pulling Davey in for a small kiss. It was a matter of seconds before your tongue was gliding across his bottom lip.

You’d never get over the noises that came from Davey. Your tongues explored the other’s mouth, Davey’s grip on your arms tightening when you climbed onto his lap, almost pinning him into the couch. Both of your hands fumbled with each other’s clothes, tossing them aside. You started kissing down his neck, your hand playing at the hem of his pants.

“Have you never been touched like this before?” You asked after pulling away, watching how fast Davey’s chest was rising and falling at the mere brush of your fingers against his stomach. 

“No.” He admitted softly, making you smile.

“Come on.” You said, pulling him off of the couch to your room. You both took off the rest of your clothes, ignoring the clothes that were now littering your apartment. You pushed Davey on your bed, kissing and nipping up his stomach to his chest. You made sure to leave all the marks you could, wanting to admire them later. Davey had been breathing heavily, but it wasn’t until your tongue grazed his nipple that a choked cry left his lips. 

“I didn’t know your nipples were so sensitive.” You teased hovering back over him, making him shudder when you gave his nipples a small pinch

“Y/N.” He whimpered, his hips bucking up into yours.

“Be a good boy and get on your hands and knees for me.” You hummed in his ear, giving it a small kiss. You climbed off of him, rummaging through your drawers for everything you needed. “Aww, what a good boy.” You laughed when you turned around to be met with Davey just how you wanted him. You left small kisses on his back, skillfully opening the lube you had with one hand. You didn’t miss the gasp that left Davey’s lips when your slick finger poked at the bundle of nerves. “Just relax.” You explained, kissing his back softly to calm him down.

“Oh my god.” Davey breathed out through his teeth, and you rubbed small circles on his back, not moving your finger until you felt him relax around it. It didn’t take long for him to get used to the feeling, moans started to leave him as you stretched him out. Davey let out a small whimper when you added another finger, his whimpers turning into moans when you started to scissor them.

“Look how ready you are for me.” You cooed after awhile, softly rubbing Davey’s back while he whined and pushed back onto your fingers. You tore the foil of the condom with your teeth, slipping it on while you still moved your fingers. Davey whined at the loss when you pulled away from him, lining yourself up with his entrance.

You slowly thrusted in, Davey’s breath hitching in his throat at the new feeling. You waited until he got used to it, your thrusts starting off slow. Davey’s hands gripped the sheets tightly his head shoved in the pillows while he bit it, his ass grinding back against you. You couldn’t help but groan at the sight beneath you. Before you knew it Davey was clenching around you, both of your orgasms hitting you at once. You pulled out slowly, tossing the condom in the trash you kept by your bed. You laid on top of Davey when he finally turned around, giving him a small kiss.

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Love, Davey Rewrite Pt. 1

Request: Could you possibly do a Love, Simon imagine, starring Davey as Simon cause I've been really wanting a Newsies x Simon vs the Homo Sapiens Agenda and I can't seem to find one anywhere, please and thank you :) 

Warnings: homophobia and a slur

A/N: I’m rewriting this series because I just didn’t like the first part and it also got away from me so here we are. I hope you guys like this and I’m actually posting more parts unlike my previous attempt haha. This is just a rewritten version of part one, so if it seems too familiar that’s why.

Summary: Davey never understood why he wouldn’t come out to his friends. Half of them were just like him, yet he was still scared to admit it out loud. That’s where Red came in, he was scared too.

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 All Davey had gone to do was wash his hands, so he couldn’t quite wrap his head around everything that was being thrown at him when Oscar bombarded him. He stared at Oscar in complete and utter shock, his heart pounding out of his chest with each word that left his mouth.

“So what do you say? Am I getting that date with your sister?” Oscar asked, giving Davey a rough pat on his shoulder.

“Why would I do that for you?” Davey asked, making Oscar smile sinisterly.

“Because if you don’t, I’ll tell everyone you’re a fag.” Oscar explained making Davey’s breath catch in his throat.

“Y-you don’t have any proof.” Davey stuttered, trying to keep his cool watching Oscar’s every move.

“Oh don’t play dumb Jacobs. You won’t need to see the proof if you hold up your end of the bargain. And believe me, you don’t want people seeing the proof. Mr. Red.” Oscar snickered before walking away leaving Davey an anxious mess in the restroom. 

Davey couldn’t come out to his family, not yet. He knew both of his siblings wouldn’t care, but it was his parents he was worried about. He didn’t know how he was supposed to convince his sister to go out with someone like Oscar Delancey, and he sure as hell wasn’t about to tell her about the conversation they just had. Davey never understood why he wouldn’t come out to his friends. Half of them were just like him, yet he was still scared to admit it outloud. That’s where Red came in, he was scared too.

Everyone at school was almost on a mission trying to figure out who the mysterious gay kid wasl. People almost forgot that school sometimes wasn’t the place to worry about being accepted, so when a mass email was sent to just about everyone at school with a confession of their fear about coming out, they couldn’t help but feel confused. Davey however, knew exactly how they were feeling. He wanted to reach out, but there was no way he was doing it through his school email. One new account later and Davey found himself spilling his guts out to someone he didn’t even know the name of. 

Neither of them exchanged names, knowing that would never be an option until either of them were ever ready, which seemed to be a dream. Months on end there were conversations between the two about anything they could think of. Davey didn’t know what he was going to do. Why would Oscar have called him Mr. Red? He either thought Davey was Red, or maybe he knew something Davey tried so desperately to hide. 

Unlike Red’s unique choice for an anonymous name, Davey chose a more typical choice.

Subject: Worst Day Ever

From: SomebodyNobody@gmail.com To: RedLetterman@gmail.com 

How was your day? I hope your day was better than mine.- SomebodyNobody

Subject: re:Worst Day Ever

From: RedLetterman@gmail.com To: SomebodyNobody@gmail.com

It was normal. If you’re saying yours was bad because of that test you were worried about I will definitely stop talking to you. - Red

Subject: re:Worst Day Ever

From: SomebodyNobody@gmail.com To: RedLetterman@gmail.com 

I wish - SomebodyNobody

Davey tossed his phone on his nightstand, ignoring the buzzing before throwing himself face first into his pillow. He let out a frustrated groan, the entire scene of him and Oscar in the restroom playing over and over again in his head. He was waiting for the noise of Sarah’s footsteps. Each second that passed felt like years, his heart beating out of his chest with anticipation. 

His heart completely leaped out of his chest when he heard his sister's door open. He tried to think of the best excuse to bring Oscar up, trying to get an idea of how to convince her to even consider the date. Maybe he’d just come clean to her, beg her to go on the date with Oscar in order to keep his secret. He finally rolled out of bed when he made his decision, wiping his sweaty palms on his pants while he made his way to her room. He took a deep breath trying to calm his nerves, his hand forming a fist before he lifted it, softly knocking on her door. He couldn’t help but sway back and forth, almost leaping out of his skin when the door opened with no warning. Davey couldn’t stop himself before the next few words left his mouth in a rush.

“Do you want to go on a date with Oscar?” Davey blurted, his eyes squeezing shut from embarrassment. He waited for her to laugh, maybe thinking Davey was joking with her, but he didn’t know what to expect.

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Outed - Newsies Imagine

Request: hi, could i please request a newsies imagine where the reader is a trans guy who's getting picked on and the manhattan newsies help him after he gets injured in a fight?

Warnings: mentions of mute reader, transphobia, fighting, blood and injuries

Summary: When on a walk you have a run in with the brothers and a secret you’d kept from the boys comes out

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You couldn’t help but feel like there were eyes watching your every move. The first mistake you made was picking up your pace. The sound of footsteps filled your ears, and you immediately knew who it was without having to turn around. You could either run, or face the brothers head on for the first time. Before you could make the decision yourself you felt a hand grab your shoulder, nails digging into your shoulder before you were pulled back.

“Who let the little mute walk by themselves?” Oscar taunted when you looked up at him, you looked between both brothers, your heart starting to beat out of your chest.

“Think we should have some fun?” Morris asked, and when you were shoved back against the wall that’s when you made your second mistake. 

“Please don’t.” You explained quickly and instinctively, your hands coming up to cover your face. You quickly realized your mistake, wanting to kick yourself for opening your mouth.

“You’re a girl?!” Morris asked, the surprise evident in his voice. You shook your head, but neither of them noticed.

“I would’ve never guessed with how baggy your shirt is.” Oscar laughed, giving your shirt a small tug. You’d always worn a big shirt and vest to cover your chest the best you could. Everyone always assumed it was because that was the only shirt you had found when you became a newsie. You never wanted anyone to figure out you were born a girl, it had been the main reason you stopped talking because your voice was a dead giveaway.

You never presented as a guy for the sake of selling papers or fitting in with the rest of the newsies. There had always been a part of you that just knew you were in the wrong body. It had been the reason your parents kicked you out. You kept it a secret ever since then, never realizing you might have to tell the boys one day. That all changed when you kept refusing the Delanceys’ words. 

Everything seemed to move slowly, you couldn’t remember what was said. You knew they were calling you weird, and a mistake of a girl, which hit you harder than any of their kicks. You couldn’t do anything to stop them, the sharp pain you felt in your entire body making you try and get away from them. You let out a small cry when Morris pulled you off the ground, his hands gripping your arms tightly. He held you back while Oscar got in any hit that he could. When they decided you’d had enough they left you on the limp on the ground.

You pulled yourself up into a sitting position when you knew they were long gone. You sat against the wall not knowing what to do. The tears hadn’t stopped steaming since the moment they’d laid a hand on you. You didn’t know what you were going to tell the boys, you clearly couldn’t keep it a secret anymore, knowing the Delanceys would say something the next time they saw you. It took all you had to pull yourself up, holding your side while you walked back to the lodging house.

You were immediately bombarded when you walked through the door. You didn’t know where to focus your attention on, everyone asking you questions while you couldn’t bring yourself to say or do anything.

“Give him his space.” Jack shooed everyone away from you when he saw all the commotion. Everyone backed off after that and Jack helped you to the restroom while Crutchie got a bowl of water and rag to help clean your wounds. With Jack’s help you sat down on one of the stools in the restroom. “Delanceys got you huh?” He asked making you look down at your lap. “Hey, don’t worry we’s here for you.” Jack patted your shoulder, crouching down in front of you.

“J-jack, I’s gotta tell you somethin’.” You stuttered out, making both boys in the room freeze. “You’s gotta listen ‘cause I’s got no idea what they’s gonna say tomorrow. They’s found out I was born a goil, but I swear Jack that ain’t me. I know that I ain’t a girl, I’s known it for as long as I can remember. I’s don’t talk ‘cause I don’t want anyone to know. It don’t change anythin’ I’s-” You rambled but Jack cut you off.

“We’s don’t care about any of that Mute, do we Crutchie?” Jack asked looking back at the boy who was staring at you in shock from you talking.

“No, you’s still one of us, but you’s gotta let me clean your face before those cuts get infected.” Crutchie explained making you calm down visibly. You nodded slowly, letting Crutchie wipe all the blood he could before cleaning each opening.

“Guess I gotta tell the others now.” You said, looking over at Jack.

“That’s your decision. You’s can tell them if you want, but if you don’t want to me and Crutchie will be there to back you up.” Jack explained making you smile softly.

“Thanks Jack.” You smiled at him, thanking Crutchie when he finished cleaning your face the best he could.

“No problem kid.” Jack ruffled your hair before helping you off the stool and back into the chaos of the lodging house.

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