Loiteringandlurking - Its Good To Have You Back Again ..🗞️

'jack, you, uh.... you got something.' jack's eyebrows draw together as davey points to jack's face with his fork.

'something o' what?' jack wipes his hand across his cheek. 'soot? dirt?' davey only giggles behind his hand, which is criminal.

'nah, lemme get it.' davey smiles his horrid smile and reaches across their table. his hand cups jack's cheek as davey swipes his thumb across the corner of jack's mouth, and jack has half a mind to lean over the table and kiss davey then and there as he watches davey's eyebrows knit. he feels davey's thumb on his face, harder this time, dragging out the corner of his lip, and jack swats his hand away.

'davey, what on earth?' jack tries not to smile a cheek-hurtingly amount as davey checks his thumb, his eyes drawing back to that corner of jack's mouth.

davey doesn't say anything (god save the man) and instead leans over their table and their food (his tie almost dragging through their meals) until his face is inches from jacks. jack feels his entire face turn red as Davey thouroughly searches his face, one thumb leaning up to the corner of his mouth again. davey scratches the corner of jack's mouth with his fingernail, and jack yelps. 'ow! dave, what the hell?' he brings his hand up to where davey scratched, the stinging sensation already subsiding.

'you have food on your face!' davey finally says, plopping back down onto his chair. 'there's a little crumb st the corner of your mouth! i don't have my glasses, so I was so proud of myself for noticing it, but it didn't come off! it's stuck to your face, jack! the crumb is fusing with you!'

jack searches davey's incredulous expression for any notes of sarcasm or jokes as he grins.

'davey,' he says carefully, surpressing laughter. 'is it a freckle?'

might write shithead confident davey idk idk

I want to write newsies fics, but America doesn’t make sense in my brain. Like if I wrote a modern au fic but in Australia would it work. And like I have newsies head-cannons but they are all smallish rural town things that might not make sense to other people.

you should watch 92sies :) /nf

RAHHH I WANT TO!!!!!!! but I keep like putting it off... like I wanna watch it SO BAD but it's sooooo much EFFORT yk....... ty anon!!!!!

gollum <3 (i wish u could send videos on asks lol)

https://x.com/PunchingCat/status/1759337076804157896?s=20

pip knowing that you saw this video and thought 'pidge needs to see this it's just like that dumb au he came up with about davey having the worst cat in the world' means everything to me. please take this davey's terrible cat au snippet as repayment; i decided it was way too specific to my own sense of humour for anyone to actually enjoy and so i nixed it from the actual fic but i still have a soft spot for it:

“Golly-Gee-” Jack can’t even finish the name without snorting through his nose. “Jesus, Davey. Seriously?”

“What’s wrong with that?” Davey shrugs, looking a touch put-out. “Golly-Gee’s a good name! It’s fun. Isn’t that right, little miss? Little miss Golly-Gee!”

Gollum perks up at the baby-voice – somehow still retaining all her dignity even so – and meows loud and proud, her flinty eyes warming into two soft amber glows.

“That’s right.” Davey nods to himself. “Miss Golly-Gee. My special kit-tee.”

“Please don’t.”

Davey shoots him a playful look from the corner of his eye. Slowly, he begins to rock Gollum back and forth, jostling her as if she were dancing.

“Miss Golly-Gee, from NY-Cee,” he sing-songs, “the kitty who has a Ph-Dee.”

“PhD in what?” Jack challenges with a raised brow and far too much fondness.

“Seismolo-gee.” Davey says with a smug smile, not even missing a beat.

I love my mutuals. Reblog if you love your mutuals.

why do my tumblr mutuals not understand they are the hottest smartest lovable funniest most groundbreaking people alive 🙄

youre telling me racetrack Higgins WOULDNT be into y2k fashion?????????????? he's a DANCER he's a MODERN MAN he's GAY of COURSE he loves y2k!!!!! the wraparound sunglasses, the tight crop tops, the big jeans, the headphones???? that man was MADE for y2k!!

consider clean freak jack who just never had the opportunity to be clean, being homeless & a newsie ... when he moves in with Davey, Davey sees a massive shift in his behaviour and how he looks. all of a sudden, he's always devoid of dirt and his hair is always fluffy and clean. his clothes are immaculate, and davey, now seeing jack how he looks normally, is SO smitten. all of a sudden, jack has freckles???? he blushes super easily,??? there's just so many small details that davey never saw when jack was grimy ...