#undescribed1mage

[incorrectuksies]

davey: not in my life; i'm polite, like, 'would you please pass the salt, spot?'.

spot: 'no, it's my salt, you can't have it.

davey: c'mon, in a situation where —

spot: 'no, i'm not ever gonna give you salt under ANY circumstance.' see? you gotta take what you want out of life, sometimes you gotta smash a few faces to make a few bucks, as they say.

davey: no one says that.

[perfectdolls]

Idk if you've seen this but I want as many people 2 see this as possible so

OH HELL YES

[regina-cordium]

trick....or treat...

First of all, the most important thing:

some candy to enjoy while reading.

This got a lot longer than it has any right to be. Whoops.

Spot wants it on the record that he was forced to be here.

Ever since returning to New York for his grad degree, Jack has been hell bent on him “getting the Boston out of his system,” or something dumb like that. Spot doesn’t get how a Halloween party in Jack and Charlie’s shoebox apartment counts towards that goal, but whatever. He’s mostly here because Charlie and Ma asked, and also Katherine pointed out it’d be hilarious to watch Jack trip over himself all night trying to impress Davey.

And the free booze. The free booze is vital.

So now he’s leaning up against the wall nursing a lukewarm beer and trying not to get crushed by what feels like the entirety of Manhattan crammed into such a small apartment. How the hell Jack even knows so many people, Spot will never know. What he does know is that he’s starting to get uncomfortable and hungry, and is probably five minutes away from snapping at someone for, like, existing.

“Three o’clock – Jack is about to eat shit,” a voice suddenly says from beside him. Spot does not jump, thank you very much, but he does lift his head in time to watch Jack trip over his own stupid cowboy hat; Davey is rushing forward to help Jack up, but is definitely also laughing at him.

“You always know what to get me,” Spot says, turning to Mack with a grin. She’s dressed as a baseball player, arms hooked around a bat she’s got across her shoulders. She’s also giving him an unimpressed lookover, rude.

“What are you even supposed to be?” she asks, brows raised.

“I’m a lumberjack.” Jack said he wouldn’t let Spot through the door if he wasn’t wearing a costume, so Spot just threw on the closest he could get to the Bounty paper towel dude.

“You wore that exact outfit to Stray’s birthday two weeks ago,” Mack points out, still deeply unimpressed.

Spot opens his mouth to make a sarcastic comment, but he’s drowned out by the sound of cheers and Jack going, “There he fucking is!”

He and Mack both look over to where Jack’s got his arms around someone Spot thinks he recognizes. The guy is wearing a red leather jacket covered in patches, black leather pants, sunglasses that look like they’re shaped like flames, and has red and yellow hair. There’s something written on his face, but he’s swallowed by a group hug before Spot can make it out.

“Who the fuck is that?” he asks.

“Hard to tell, but I think that was Dominic.”

Spot frowns. “Why do I know that name?”

“He’s been attached to Lucky’s hip since undergrad,” Mack explains, swinging her bat down to lean on. “They’re in the same math program or whatever. I think he was Jack’s roommate too? I dunno.”

“I thought he was blond?”

Mack raises an eyebrow, which Spot ignores. “It’s Halloween, dude. He probably dyed his hair. If you’re so curious, why don’t you go talk to him instead of haunting the corner.”

“I’m not haunting –” He breaks off as Mack plants a hand between his shoulder blades and shoves him, hurling him into someone. Spot turns to flip her off; Mack just blows him a kiss, because she’s an asshole.

“You good?” a voice asks.

Spot turns back to the person he knocked into, intending to apologize, but he stops when he realizes the person is Dominic. Spot sends another dirty look over his shoulder at Mack, but she’s gone.

“Yeah, I’m good. Sorry ‘bout that, my friend is a dick.”

Up close, Spot can see that Dominic has the number 9 on one cheek and 5 on the other, his glasses are, in fact, shaped like flames, and his blond roots are obvious under the red.

Dominic, for his part, looks extremely amused. “Hey, you’re Jack’s brother, right?”

“Spot,” he introduces, holding out a hand.

“Nice to meet’cha. I’m Dominic, but everyone calls me Racetrack.”

Spot is not distracted by his brother’s old roommate’s hands, because that would be weird and also fucking cliche.

Pulling himself together, because only one Larkin kid gets to be a disaster about hot boys and Jack has that shit on lockdown, Spot says, “Weird fucking nickname.”

Instead of being offended, like most people are when Spot speaks, Racetrack just throws his head back and laughs (Spot is not distracted by the long column of his throat.) “What, weirder than Spot?” he asks.

Spot can’t exactly argue with that, so he quickly changes track. “What’re you supposed to be, anyway? Ain’t you hot in all that leather?”

“I’m hot out of the leather, too,” Racetrack says with a smirk, causing Spot to choke on the sip of beer he’d just taken. Racetrack laughs again as he unhelpfully pats Spot on the back. “I think you’re supposed to drink that, not inhale it.”

“Fuck you,” Spot wheezes.

Racetrack seems to finally take pity, because he finally answers Spot’s question. “I’m Lightning McQueen!”

Spot stares at him for a moment. Racetrack grins back.

“Like. From that Disney movie?” Spot finally asks.

“First of all, it’s a Pixar movie, and don’t let Jack hear you get the two confused,” Racetrack corrects. “Second, yes.”

“What the fuck?”

“Dude, my name’s Racetrack. I had to.”

“You absolutely didn’t.”

Racetrack sighs dramatically (Spot gets the feeling he does everything dramatically).

“You sound like Albert,” he pouts and goddamn it, Spot can’t even pretend he doesn’t find it absolutely adorable. Fucker.

“I’d be offended by the comparison,” Spot says, thinking about all the dumb shit Albert got up to in high school, “but for once in my life, I agree with him.”

“Well, you’re not even wearing a costume, so I win by default.”

Spot can’t help but snort. “That’s not how that works, first of all. Second, I am. I’m a lumberjack.”

“You look like you belong at some hipster bar that’s got overpriced drinks and too much wood paneling.”

“Okay, now I’m offended,” Spot says, but there’s a grin pulling at the corner of his mouth. Racetrack seems to notice it, because his own grows.

“You wanna get something to eat?” Racetrack asks suddenly. Spot’s glad he’s finished his beer, because we would’ve definitely choked again.

Instead, he raises an eyebrow and says, “You mean ditch my brother’s party to hang out with someone I don’t even know?”

Racetrack rolls his eyes. “You’re not even enjoying yourself.”

“Fuck off, maybe I’m having the goddamn time of my life,” Spot argues, just to argue.

“You’re not.” It’s so matter of fact that Spot is taken aback. “‘Sides, Jack never gets enough food for these things and you were here before me, so if I’m hungry then you are too.”

Spot had actually forgotten he was even hungry, but now that it’s been brought up he’s suddenly fucking starving.

“Fine,” he finally relents, unable to stop his smile when Racetrack pumps his fists. “But only because I’m fucking starving. You just happened to be the first person to say anything.

“Whatever helps you sleep at night, Spotty!” Racetrack laughs as he leads them through the crowd. “You up for Chinese?”

[chimeofthecomet]

idk if i ever told you about this but last summer i started writing this reaaalllyyyy long brooklyn girls wip & in august of last year i stopped writing it while it was like nowhere near done & @ 17k words . i really want 2 finish it this summer because it is really good & i think the world needs more brooklyn girls fics...

i dont think u did :O GASP i should have known it would be a brooklyn girls one from ur post but this is still exciting news,,, i dont want to pressure u but hot damn i would love more girlsies stories in my life hdhdhshjsjj i know whatever youre cooking will be amazing i hope you do come back to it <33

[starboystation]

Hi did you know that there's another NC production coming up >:)

WHATTT I DIDN'T!!! Do you have any more info??? I'D LOVE TO SEE IT

[yourfavisfullofmalice]

Constance Blackwood from Ride The Cyclone?

Posted!

Constance my friend constance <3

[baura-bear]

All My Little Words by The Magnetic Fields is a very Davey (/ Javid) song 2 me so I. decided 2 send it 2 you (I can also see it as Jack & Kath but)

i'm on my knees, thank you for sharing this. good lord. this is so javey 🤌🤌🤌

[psychicwound]

tumblr mutuals i hope u know i love u guys☹️☹️☹️

[undescribed1mage]

Guys. Guys look at them. Look at the. Look at. LOOK !!!!!

[mansion-of-haunts]

i will not make a time machine reprise animatic i will not make a time machine reprise animatic i will not make a time mac-

[penny-lamb]

Every now & then I remember rhat I have this url & start giggling a little bit

[psychicwound]

thank u 4 the tag !!!!

vienna - billy joel

interlude: i'm not angry anymore - paramore

chip on my shoulder - legally blonde

TV - billie eilish

one song glory - rent

runaway - penelope scott

i know the end - phoebe bridgers

all my little words - the magnetic fields

what you own - rent

as the world caves in - matt maltese

tall cans - pigeon pit

electric blue - shauna dean cokeland

re-done - modern baseball

frankly, mr. shankly - the smiths

i do - shucked the musical

eet - regina spektor

la vie boheme - rent

don't look back in anger - oasis

i am definitely not going 2 tag that many people but no pressure tags !!! : @cipher-fresh, @digitalafterlife, @cam-stopped-eating-candles, @theiloveyousong, @meowydoe, @infected-paul, & anyone else who would liie 2 join :3

rules: pick a song for each letter of your url and tag that many people

Subliminal What Kind of Man Everything She Wants Everytime We Touch Telephone Odds Are Reaper Accidentally In Love Nachde Ne Saare Great DJ Emperor's New Clothes Psychosocial Outside Pretty Girls Toothbrush Alcohol Remedy Toxic

I don't have that many mutuals @alenkorra @badgermolebender @biconickyoshi @lokfeedsthegays @kjthenbee @mellyoraa @ozais-lobotomist @korrasamibottles @assignedpeanutallergyatbirth @appalesbian @thewhorradora @tallanastyflorida @snapcracklepop15 @starshinemaiden sorry if any of you have already done this

[perfectdolls]

Constance for the character ask thing!!

Sexuality Headcanon: lesbian!

Gender Headcanon: cis girl but i'm open to non binary and trans headcanons for her!

A ship I have with said character: BLACKROSE AND SUGARDOLLS!!! also her + ricky woop woop

A BROTP I have with said character: her + noel bffsies for life

A NOTP I have with said character: none? but i don't see her and mischa working out ig?? idk

A random headcanon: the audhd ever

General Opinion over said character: I LOVE HER!!!!!!! SHES MY GIRL!!!!!!! HEART EMOJI

[chimeofthecomet]

it's them... they're real...

omg take care of them for meeeeee 😭😭😭 the girls of all time in ur home for realsies

[starboystation]

Here's the synopsis !!

It is EVERYTHING 2 me I'm unable 2 look at any Ocean & Jane interaction w/o going 'omg !! the twins !!' <33

OMG ☹️☹️☹️ I LOVE THEM SMSSMSMSM I LOVE THIS SM OUR OCEAN IS GONNA LOVE IT TOO AND OUR JANEEE OMG I LOVE THIS TYTYTYTY

[psychicwound]

ty for the tag (I think !!!)

no pressure tags !!! : @cipher-fresh, @thefiresofpompeii, @saveugoodmadam, @zoeyslament, @meowydoe, & anyone else who'd like 2 join !!!

thank you @vivaalaviidaaa for the tag!! 💛

list your top 5 albums from your top 5 artists and have people vote on which one matches your vibe!

no pressure tags: @tonguetyd @littlequeenofthemangoes @moonchild-in-blue @hookedhobbies @politemagic @deprivedmusicaljunkie @branches-in-a-flood 💛