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I love having a friend I can just talk to about anything. I never really talked about the things I liked as a middle schooler because I was that one gay kid obsessed with anime and Minecraft and all that other shit but in a Christian community. But a little over a year ago, I met a person equally as gay and obsessed with anime as I am, and I love them. So much. I actually get excited about talking to them because they will listen no matter what. They know more about me than my parents and best friend of 6 years. Like holy shit. I want to forever be their friend and talk to them and rant and all of that.
The best part is, I get to listen to them. I get to hear about their interests, what music artist they're currently obsessed with, that one character from that game that they can't stop thinking about, and what book they're reading. I get to bond with them. And I love it. I love having a friend I can talk to about anything, and also being the friend they talk to about anything. I hope everyone has a friend like this. :)
Friendly daily reminder that Achilles’ very first reaction upon seeing Patroclus’ body was to reach for his blade to slit his own throat, and that Patroclus said multiple times over that he did not intend to live after Achilles was gone.
Neither of them hesitated in deciding with themselves that they did not intend to live if the other died.
My goodness this ones been taking me a while to get around to finishing but here's a little peak to the next bit!
Till next time
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SPRINTS INTO YOUR ASK BOX, doubles over panting .
javey oneshot in a storm at night, jack stays the night at davey's and they're both exhausted so emotions come to the forefront a little faster than usual .......
PLEASE . PLEASE .... I would cry ..... bee ily so much ... bonus points if jack gets a shower for the first time since Davey has met him and he's all clean and pretty ...
bee I would cry ... no pressure tho !!!! I love ur writing so much ...
(Note: I’m super sorry that this was so late, but I absolutely loved writing this! I hope you enjoy it, and thank you so much for requesting something! 😁)
Jack watched Davey from the doorway as the taller boy turned the next page of his book, humming softly to himself and methodically tapping the cover of the book, almost perfectly in time with the rain pummeling the ground outside.
It was darker than it should have been, thanks to the storm, but Jack didn’t mind one bit. Davey’s face looked warm and soft in the candlelight, a far cry from the expression the world usually knew, the one framed by lines of worry and tired eyes.
He seemed so peaceful that Jack felt as if he was watching a moment more private than it was, his friend’s outer shell stripped away and leaving him vulnerable.
Davey glanced up, smiling when he saw Jack in the doorway, and a blush spread across the other newsie’s face as he crossed his arms in front of his chest, feeling quite small.
“Hey, Jackie,” Davey greeted him, scooting over and patting the ground beside him, not noticing Jack’s face getting warmer as he sat down. He nodded at a small bead of water on Jack’s arm, left from where he didn’t dry it. “Feel better?”
“Hm? Oh, yeah,” Jack replied, running a hand through his damp hair. “Thanks for lettin’ me stay, by the way.” He shot him a smile. “Means a lot.”
“Oh, it’s no trouble.” Davey yawned softly, and Jack felt a pang of longing shoot through him, one which he tried to ignore. There’s no way he feels the same, Jack, he scolded himself.
Gaining a tiny bit of courage, Jack threw a relaxed arm around Davey, nearly nodding off in the combined warmth of both the wool coat he’d borrowed and Davey’s form next to him.
He was exhausted. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been this tired- maybe the strike? No matter how long it had been, Jack’s mind was in shambles.
He felt Davey shift, wrapping his arms around him, snuggling into his neck. Jack fought back the urge to kiss him right then and there, opting instead to reach over and tangle their hands together, chuckling softly as Davey glanced up at him with a lazy smile.
“You’re amazing. You know that, right?” Davey whispered, closing his eyes and leaning into Jack’s arms. “I can see why Kath likes you so much.”
“Really?” Jack asked, wondering if he’d heard him correctly. “What does that mean?”
Davey looked up at him, a peculiar look in his eyes- one that Jack had never seen before, one that told him all he needed to know. You know what it means.
Perhaps it was that look, or maybe the drunken tiredness they both felt, but Jack leaned forward and kissed him, pulling him closer. Davey’s lips were soft, just like he’d imagined, and he tasted like cinnamon and warmth. Davey smiled into the kiss, and Jack gave him a final peck before pulling back, still holding him tight.
“It’s late,” Davey muttered, laying his head on Jack’s shoulder and closing his eyes. Jack rubbed small circles into his back, his heart full to the brim with love.
“G’night, Dave,” he whispered. “Sleep well.”
From then until the sun rose, there was no sound save for the rain pattering lightly on the window, soothing the two boys to sleep in each other’s embrace.
so idk how much people in the fandom know about this, but i have many thoughts about the extra songs on the rtc album? its in the little things, like how they say "oh mama" in 'Be Safe, Be Good' instead of any other term for mother or how it goes back to the idea that life isn't fair that's brought up in the original 'Fall Fair'. it makes it feel all more real and desperate