Oh Lord It's So Compressed

im curious what's the first meme you remember seeing? mine was numa numa

i love being a hater <3

how they aleep btw

Ralbert

whisper <3

"Jack," David's voice rings softly, laughing as quietly as he can, his arm linked with Jack's. "We- hah- we've been walkin' for years. Let me kiss you?"

They're a little over halfway back to Jack's apartment, a small one-bedroom he was able to scrounge up enough money for, now that he's working for The World. It's nothing fancy, and it's not in a good part of town, but it's home.

It's become somewhat of a home to Davey, too, but that's just another perk, Jack thinks.

"We're almost there," Jack says with a grin, then gasps as David stumbles- he nearly falls over, but he rights himself and laughs, which causes Jack to roll his eyes fondly. "You really can't handle your alcohol, can ya, Mouth?"

The occasion for the night: dinner with Katherine and Sarah, mixed with top-shelf drinks and better food than Jack's had in months. Jack himself is just this side of tipsy, but he feels good, and David is at least sober enough to walk.

They only make it another block before Jack feels his arm tugged, and suddenly he's pulled into an alley by the tall brunette walking next to him. Jack grins as his back makes contact with a brick building.

"Davey," Jack laughs, running his hand through David's hair as he starts peppering kisses on Jack's face. "We're almost home, okay? Then you can kiss me all ya want, I promise."

"Fine... I just love you," David whispers, eyes bright with a wide, toothy grin- a goofy looking one, lopsided and showing his barely crooked teeth, nose scrunched up with the force of it. Not the practiced, picture-perfect smile Jack has come to know and love. "Did you know that?"

Jack's heart soars, and he can't help but chuckle. They're in public, and they have to be quiet, but hearing David say those words so plainly? It makes Jack's head swim. "I love you too," He murmurs, leaning up and brushing the tip of his nose to David's. Finally, he presses a soft kiss to David's lips, and David laughs into it, giddy and high-pitched and perfect.

After a few more drunken, messy kisses, David and Jack walk the final seven minutes home. Maybe David will feel humiliated in the morning, maybe David will regret acting so loosely, so freely. Maybe David will feel like he's too much.

But Jack will be there regardless, and take as much David as David allows himself to show.

jack who thinks he's suave but his idea of flirting is shadow boxing and bantering

If I wrote something about your amputee Jack would you want to read it?

YESS OMFG!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMFG OMGG YES ANON PLEADE PLEASR PLEADE

Working on new designs again, how do we feel about Crutchie??

very very rough newsies art