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Bridges - SpotxJack Smut Headcanon

Warnings: smut, oral

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Jack and Spot always tried hiding their relationship with one another

The only time they’d ever get alone time together was at night

Jack always sneaking over, meeting Spot under the bridge

This day in particular it seemed that both boys were filled with frustration

It quickly turned into a fight for dominance between the two

Even with Spot being shorter than the Manhattan leader he got Jack beat

Jack immediately melted and gave in the second Spot’s lips touched his

The kiss quickly became heated when Jack ran his fingers through Spot’s hair

Pulling him in closer, both of their tongues exploring the other’s mouth

Spot seemed unable to hold back

His throbbing length aching for relief

He grabbed a fist full of Jack’s hair

Pushing him down to his knees while his free hand undid his pants

Spot hardly gave Jack anytime to part his lips before his pushed his length all the way in

Feeling Jack gag around him only made Spot groan

His hips started to buck quickly

Jack’s continuous gagging seemed to only make Spot go quicker

Spot’s head was thrown back, moans and profanities slipping through his parted lips

Jack couldn’t help but moan at how rough Spot was being with him

There was no doubt his jaw would be sore the following morning

But Jack couldn’t stop himself from cumming even though he hadn’t been touched

He whimpered around Spot’s length only sending him over the edge seconds later

To say the least the next day all the newsies were confused over Jack continuously rubbing his jaw

And there was no mistaking the stain that had stayed in his pants

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Out In The Open - Oscar Delancey Headcanon

Requested: you dont have to do this but its lgbt so i hope you do. hcs of Oscar (Delancey ofc) slowly getting a crush on a guy but he has internalized homophobia??? i hope that makes sense ♡

Warnings: internalized homophobia, homophobia, mentions of bullying and fighting

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You were new to being a newsie

Your parents kicking you out the second they’d found out you were gay

When you showed up to the circulation the next day Oscar’s breath seemed to catch in his throat

He always tried ignoring this feeling but something about you made those feeling stay on his mind all day

It didn’t take long for everyone to realize Oscar was treating you a whole lot nicer than everyone else

As soon as it was brought to his attention he seemed to completely change

You turned into the most picked on newsie of the entire lodging house

It hadn’t been until a week later that you found out why

Walking back from a long day of selling you found yourself pinned up against the wall in the alley

You weren’t surprised to see it was Oscar but your heart started to beat out of your chest nonetheless

You’d never been this close before and you were sure Oscar was finally going to lay a hand on you

The entire alley was silent

Nothing but the sound of people walking by filling your ears

Oscar didn’t say anything

Only staring at you with a look of confusion on his face before his lips met yours

Your eyes almost popped out of your head

But something about the passion that had been put into the kiss made you melt and kiss back

The second you started to run your fingers through Oscar’s hair he pulled away quickly

He gave a small smile before leaving you there

This had continued on for weeks

It confused you at first

Until you realized Oscar was trying to hide who he was

You couldn’t blame him

All the times you were pinned up against a wall with both of you speaking quietly to one another made up for it

A few times you almost forgot about your relationship with each other

Forgetting that you understood why Oscar would always pick on you along with the other boys

But one day it seemed to be different

It seemed as though something pushed Oscar over the edge

Fighting out in the open leaving you with a good shiner for weeks

He tried making up for it the night you walked back to the lodging house

Explaining his father’s suspicions of his late night adventures

You hadn’t accepted it

Wanting him to figure out what he truly wanted before ever coming near you again

To everyone’s surprise a few weeks later Oscar visited the lodging house

It seemed he figured out what he had wanted

Kissing you in front of everybody

Willing to be a newsie just to get you to believe him

But you were too keen on having surprise visits in your favorite alley to ever allow Oscar to become a newsie

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Out On A Limb - Crutchie Morris Headcanon

Warnings: homophobia

Summary: Your senior year prom

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Crutchie had the biggest crush on you ever since freshman year

Now that it was senior year and prom was around the corner he finally decided to do something about it

With Katherine and Davey in ASB Crutchie had the perfect plan with perfect connections

It had been over a month long affair but everyone was sure to keep you out of the loop

Crutchie was ready to ask you to go as friends until you were asked by someone else

It had been a surprise to everyone when Oscar made a promposal just for you

No one would’ve thought Oscar was gay

Crutchie had his doubts, but everyone reassured it was probably his feelings for you getting in the way

That was until Crutchie had delivered a note to the gym teacher and overheard something he shouldn’t have

Oscar had been boasting to his friends about getting the gay kid to go with him to the prom

They had all started planning any and every prank they could pull on you at the prom

Crutchie tried to get out as fast as he could

But being on a crutch he could only go so fast

Oscar had pinned Crutchie up against the wall

Swearing him to secrecy of everything he heard

This only fueled Crutchie’s original plans for the prom even more

By the night of prom Crutchie’s plan was in full swing

Everything seemed normal until it was time for the queen and king to be announced

To everyone’s surprise your name was called for prom queen

You tried not to show that it bothered you

Going up and getting the crown as if it was a normal thing to happen at the school

You stood there and awkwardly accepted the crown

The second the crown was placed on your head you were covered in glue and rainbow colored glitter

Everyone was in a state of shock, and that’s when Crutchie came out

On the spot he’d confessed his feelings for you

Willing to stand in the gooey mess with you

Explaining just how much he wish he got to you before Oscar did

You were almost as shocked as everyone else in the crowd

Confessing you wished he had been the one who asked you the whole time

Crutchie pulled you in for a kiss, the glue and glitter starting to rub off on him

The entire venue erupted in cheers

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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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Blue Is The Warmest Color - Katherine Smut Headcanon

Requested: if it’s ok, could u maybe write a Katherine x Fem!Reader NSFW headcannon? Katherine is literally the best and I’m so gay for her it’s unreal lmao

Katherine x reader going lingerie shopping? I think them picking out lingerie would be cute. 🧡 happy pride! 🏳️‍🌈

Warnings: smut, oral, sex toys

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It started off innocent

Katherine had invited you to go lingerie shopping with her

It was the first friend date in a while and you couldn’t turn it down

The whole way to the store you both sang loudly in the car

You both decided to pick out everything for the other

Both of you running around the stores trying to find anything

Giggling like school girls when you would bump into each other

Trying to hide what you were holding in your hand

You couldn’t help but blush when you thought of Katherine wearing the things you were getting

Little did you know so was she

You kept your bags a secret until you’d gotten back to your apartment

That was when the sexual tension started

You had picked out a bright blue lacey set for Katherine

It was hard to hide your blush that seemed to get deeper with each set

It got even deeper once it was your turn

Katherine deciding to stay in her favorite pick from you

You felt her eyes burning into your back while you changed

You shyly asked for help once you got to something you’d never seen

There was no hiding the gasp that came from you when Katherine ran her fingers across your back

Moving her arms around your front as her breath fanned your neck

A small moan left you once she lightly pressed her lips against your neck

She pulled you closer to her

Making sure to mark you as hers before she let go

When you turned around she immediately pulled you in for a kiss

Pushing you up against the wall making you let out a whimper

You already felt your knees going weak just from the kiss

Your entire body feeling like jell-o when she started kissing down your neck and chest

She gave a small wink before pulling down your underwear

Teasing you with light kisses on your thighs

Waiting until you were squirming against the wall to finally go where you needed her the most

You would’ve fell to your knees if it wasn’t for Katherine holding you up

Her tongue sent you to cloud nine

Hitting all the right spots

Making you let out the most needy moans you ever had before

Once she added her fingers you were done for

Your body shook above her

Your orgasm washing over you not long after

When Katherine came back up for a kiss you were in a daze

This was a shopping trip you would never forget

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Man Enough - Racetrack Higgins Smut

Requested: Could you do a Trans!Race and Male Reader smut,just like some really fluffy smut with a somewhat insecure Race? If you're comfortable with that

Warnings: smut, insecure race, sad race for only a little bit, and nothing else really cause fluff

and for all my trans folks out there who might get dysphoric from reading this, Race isn’t fully transitioned so just beware when reading

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You’d been watching Tv, minding your own business when Race had walked in, straddling your lap and pulling you in for a kiss. It caught you by surprise but you kissed back, placing your hands on his face, deepening the kiss. Race hummed into the kiss, smiling against your lips before pulling away.

“Well hello there.” You laughed, giving him a small smile. The only response you’d gotten was Race’s lips connecting to your jaw. You let out a breathy moan when Race nipped at your skin, showing your sweet spot no mercy while he did anything he could to get the darkest hickey on your neck. “Race.” You moaned, grabbing his hips to stop him the second he started grinding down against you. “I- I thought you didn’t want-” You tried asking but Race shushed you.

“I want to. Please.” Race almost begged. “I want you.” He mumbled against your lips.

“Race we don’t have to if you don’t really want to. I know you said the last time you did it with someone, it made you uncomfortable.” You explained, pulling away to caress Race’s cheek.

“But it’s not fair to you.” Race shook his head with a sniffle, his vision starting to go blurry from tears.

“Why is it not fair?” You asked, but remembered all the conversations about this you’d had before. “Race we don’t have to have sex okay? That’s not important. We do so many other things that make you feel comfortable, I don’t want to do this when I know that it does the exact opposite.” You explained, watching Race’s lip quiver.

“I want to. I trust you, and I know you wouldn’t say anything about… down there… that’ll make me uncomfortable.” Race explained, trying to hold back his tears.

“Are you really sure?” You asked, earning a nod. “And we can stop anytime, you know that right?” You asked, rubbing his arm, trying to get him to calm down.

“Well… I’m scared to do it from the back, s-so I guess we could do it from the front.” Race explained, his voice shaky.

“Race look at me.” You said, grabbing his face in your hands making him look at you. “We don’t have to do this. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable, no matter where we do it.” You explained, pulling him down to kiss the tears that had slipped down his cheeks away.

“I really want you Y/N. I won’t be uncomfortable, and I’ll tell you if I am, I promise.” Race explained, wiping his cheeks free of tears.

“Okay.” You smiled, picking him up as you got off the couch, carrying him to your room.

You tossed him onto your bed, earning a small laugh from Race.You both kicked off your clothes, both of you pulling each other back in for a kiss the second all of your clothes were off. Your tongues explored each other’s mouths while Race tugged at your hair sending shivers down your spine. You let out a surprised groan when Race started to pump your length, but he pulled you in for a kiss to muffle your moans.

You blindly reached for the condoms and lube you kept in the night stand, kissing Race while you lubed up your fingers and slowly slid them into him. He pulled away from the kiss because of the long moan that left his mouth. Race couldn’t say anything, moans being the only thing coming from him.

“Look at my handsome boy.” You cooed in his ear, picking up the pace of your fingers. Race whined, holding onto one of your arms as his back arched off the bed. “Look at me.” You whispered, making Race finally open up his eyes. “There’s my boy.” You smirked, curling your fingers inside him making Race let out a pleasured cry.

“Y/N.” Race moaned out, his nails digging into your arm.

“Yes?” You smirked, leaning down pecking his lips.

“I need you in me.” He moaned, almost begging.

“Well since you asked so nicely.” You teased, pulling your fingers out of him. You tore the condom open, slipping it on and lining yourself up with Race’s entrance. “Are you sure about this?” You asked, kissing Race’s nose softly.

“Please.” Race nodded, pulling you down for a kiss.

You slowly sunk in all the way, a moan that sounded like relief leaving Race’s parted lips. You groaned once you were fully in, pulling Race in for a kiss.

“I love you.” You whispered, pulling Race in for a kiss.

“I love you too.” Race moaned against your lips, bucking his hips up to meet your thrusts.

You picked up the pace, both of your moans filling the room, Race’s nails raking down your back making you shudder. Race pulled you down against him, his legs wrapping around your waist to pull you closer. You reached back to lift his legs slightly, your next thrust hitting Race’s gspot making his back arch off the bed, and a stream of curses and moans left his mouth, his walls clenching around your length making you groan. You rested your forehead onto his, both of you cumming at the same time, and you pulled out, giving Race kiss after kiss, watching as a tired smile formed on his face.

“Are you okay?” You asked, caressing his cheek, kissing his eyes, nose, and lips softly.

“Perfect.” He responded, both of you getting ready for bed and curling into each other’s arms.

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Read ‘Twist and Shout’ this is a threat

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Rainbow Roads - Davey Jacobs Headcanon

Requested: Modern time! Davey x bisexual!reader. What if the reader was Davey's girlfriend and they go to a pride parade and Davey's confused about the LGBT community so she tries to explain everything the best she can. And just fluff

Warnings: none?

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You had to beg Davey to go to pride with you

He wasn’t sure about going at first

Asking why you wanted him to go if he was straight

You explained how it was him showing his support

You’d even gotten him wear matching makeup with you

Davey had been a bit confused on the drive there

But you made sure to fill him in

You knew Davey wasn’t the crowd type

But to your surprise once you were there he loved it

Davey tried getting you anything and everything

Even picking up a condom off the floor and winking at you

You couldn’t help the blush on your face

Davey handed it to you so nonchalantly you couldn’t help it

You bought both of you dick shaped ice popsicle as a joke

But Davey ate it like it was an ordinary popsicle

Being at the parade helped Davey a lot

You tried answering all of his questions the best you could

Being around so many different people was new for Davey

But by the end of the parade it was different

You were going home with a few flags

Davey got a bunch of stickers

Some bracelets

And he’d even bought you both hats

Begging Davey to go with you turned out to be a good idea

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Helping Hand - Spot Conlon Imagine

Requested: Can you do a Spot Conlon x male!reader where Spot's afraid to come out to his boys because he thi is it'll hurt his image?

Warnings: internalized homophobia, implied homphobia

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Spot Conlon, king of Brooklyn. The name had power behind it. Any newsie that heard the name was instantly filled with fear. Every newsie in the Brooklyn lodging house felt lucky to have Spot as their leader. Everyone would love to get the respect of their leader, almost kissing the ground he walked on just to get his attention. At only five foot four this newsie struck fear in all of New York, but only one person knew the real Spot. You.

The second you’d joined the Brooklyn newsies Spot couldn’t stop staining. To everyone’s surprise Spot had offered you to sleep on his bunk. It had made all of the newsies admire you, no one had ever been allowed anywhere near Spot’s things unless it was absolutely necessary. At first you didn’t understand the power Spot had behind his name, he’d acted extremely nice and sweet to you when you had joined, and still did if the both of you were alone.

It was obvious that Spot was only tough to keep up his reputation, you couldn’t remember all the times he’d poured his heart out to you at night, and the first time you’d kissed. It had caught you by surprise. Spot liking you wasn’t something anyone would have thought was possible, newsies always tried flirting their way into selling papers, but with Spot it was different. Once the both of you were together, you had understood why. Spot wanting to assert a somewhat more predominant role in the Brooklyn lodging house.

You didn’t mind keeping your relationship with Spot a secret. It was the reason you’d been a newsie in the first place. Only one other newsies knew, but you hadn’t said anything in fear that they would all start figuring out things with you and Spot, who was still nowhere near being ready to come out. You’d curl up next to each other at night, sometimes talking about where you wanted to go once you couldn’t be newsies anymore. Anytime a newsies knocked on your door Spot would jump so far away from you, making sure both of you were on opposite sides of the room. It didn’t bother you at first, but then you started feeling that Spot was getting distant, hardly even hanging around you until you were in the comfort of your room.

There was no doubt in your mind that he was just being cautious about the rest of the boys finding out. Spot frequently spoke about his image and how it was so hard how to keep. He didn’t want anything to change that, and he wasn’t sure how all the newsies in New York would react. You’d decided to come out to the boys first, see how it went. You would do anything for Spot, and if it meant changing lodging houses because things went south you would do it just to give him that comfort.

Everyone had taken it extremely well, some even coming out to you as well. You weren’t sure about your relationship with Spot anymore after that. You tried to coax him into it, knowing everyone in the lodging house would keep his secret if that had been what he wanted. It seemed that jealousy was the only way to get through to your boyfriend. It hadn’t been on any account of your own, but your best friend who knew there had been something going on between you and Spot. He’d gotten too close to you for Spot’s liking one day, and Spot’s need to assert his dominance kicked in.

You’d never had a kiss like this one. Spot storming over, grabbing your face in his hands and pulling you in for the roughest kiss both of you had ever shared. Your knees were weak, your body only being held up by Spot’s hold on you. Your hands held onto Spot’s shirt tightly, pulling him closer to you as he deepened the kiss. Once he pulled away you were left there standing in shock, Spot going off inside the lodging house making everyone stare at you in confusion. You couldn’t help but smile, knowing that this wasn’t something you had to worry about anymore.

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Luna - Rosalie Hale Headcanon

Requested: can u do a rosalie x female!reader headcanon with reader being from the pack and reader is ashamed of rosalie being her imprint?? thanx

Warnings: internalized homophobia, insecure reader

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Everyone was shocked when you imprinted on Rosalie

It had been the second you’d seen her in the clearing

Your intentions were to learn how to fight newborns

You never expected to have an imprint

It was a weird situation for everyone

Sam had to change the rules a bit

Only letting Rosalie over the reservation

You couldn’t have been happier with her

Both of you were in weird situations

Happy that you didn’t have to explain being a wolf or vampire to each other

You hadn’t dated anyone before her

It was all so new to you

Every touch sent sparks through your body

Cold and hot seemed to be a great pair with both you

It seemed as though you were the one always making Rosalie melt

You always stayed at the Cullen’s on days you weren’t on patrol

Falling asleep in Rosalie’s arms every night

It felt refreshing to have a break the heat

Rosalie was finally putting out the fire in your body

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Crush - Edward x Jacob Headcanon

Requested: Edward x Jacob

Warnings: none? but if there should be then please let me know

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People always thought that Jacob was head over heels for Bella

Even the pack believed it

It seemed that even the mind connection between the wolves was something that could be easily manipulated

It seemed as though Bella was the messenger between the two

Jacob had never been face to face with Edward until Bella came

Even in the presence of the Cullen Jacob felt the longing

This didn’t go unnoticed by Edward

He never missed a single thought Jacob had about him

Sending him little smirks and winks when no one was looking

The star crossed lovers seemed to be able to keep their relationship a secret from everyone else

Jacob would frequently have dreams of the vampire

Both of them sitting at La Push beach

Edward’s lips grazing against his before he’d pull him in for a real kiss

Both sides getting along as though they weren’t sworn enemies since the dawn of time

It took a long time for either of the boys to do anything about the flirting

Edward certainly couldn’t go anywhere near the reservation

But on the other hand Jacob couldn’t exactly go away for a while to come back smelling of something his friends hunted

The first time their eyes interlocked Jacob felt it

The pull he’d longed for

His world finally shifting

He couldn’t believe he’d imprinted on Edward

He never knew it was possible

He’d always assumed imprinting was just to make more wolves

Jacob could only hope that their relationship would be as good as he’d always dreamed of

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Keeping You A Secret - Sprace Imagine

Warnings: homophobia, internalized homophobia, implied smut

Summary: Spot never understood why the universe hated him, and he made sure to keep his soulmate a secret.

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Babies were always born with their soulmate's name on their wrist, staying faint until they hit puberty when it finally started to get darker. Spot was lucky to have the name so faint for many years, but the second it had become eligible his father didn’t want to have anything to do with it. His parents became hostile toward him, putting him down for something that he didn’t have any control over. He’d learned to despise the name, Anthony Higgins. He couldn’t help but feel hatred toward his soulmate because of the problems it had caused him ever since it’d appeared.

Months after Anthony’s name appeared on Spot’s wrist his father would throw slurs at him, telling him that it was wrong. Sometimes he’d forget, almost acting civil toward Spot until he caught the name in the corner of his eye. Spot couldn’t remember the amount of times he got lectured about the name from his father. His mother had been different, showing her support whenever his father wasn’t around, but that was no use. Spot had always looked up to his father ever since he could remember, and to not have his support put Spot in a bad pace with the situation that he was now in.

Years after the mark appeared Spot started to admire it in secret, feeling ashamed of himself for even wondering who Anthony may be. Everyday Spot found different ways to hide the name on his wrist, whether it was wearing long sleeves, bracelets, or even make up. Spot was adamant about telling all of his friends that he didn’t have a soulmate, always ignoring and avoiding the topic anytime it came up. It hadn’t been until Spot had started to fall for his best friend that he was a bit more okay with the name on his wrist. He thought if he could have a crush on someone, surely there could be mistakes with the name that would appear on someone’s wrist.

“Spot, are you listening?” Race asked from across the lunch table making Spot snap out of his thoughts. He looked over at Race with a questioning look, and Race scooted closer. “Can I come over today? My parents are going at it again. Maybe we can play games like we used to?” Race asked, a small smile forming on his face at the thought.

Spot tried to ignore the butterflies he got in his stomach when he’d seen Race’s smile, only giving him a shy nod and a small yes. He’d stopped inviting Race over as soon as he realized he’d had a crush on him, only having him come over when he suggested it himself and it had felt like years since he’d gone over. Spot could feel the blush forming once he’d remembered the amount of nights he spent secretly masturbating in his room and Race’s name slipped from his lips.

Race followed Spot after school to his car, climbing into the passenger side, and the rest of the ride was quiet, the only noise that filled the car was the radio. Spot couldn’t get the thoughts out of his head no matter how hard he tried to push them away. It didn’t help when Race would start quietly humming along and reaching over to playfully punch him and make his heart flutter. It was like a breath of fresh air once he parked the car and got out, putting some distance between him and Race

“Race! You haven’t been over in a while how have you been?” Spot’s mom asked as soon as they both walked in, stopping them dead in their tracks.

“Mrs. Conlon, I’ve been good, I hope you’ve been the same.” Race gave her a polite smile before getting dragged away by Spot. They threw their backpacks to the side, plopping down on Spot’s bed, grabbing controllers to play. They did quietly for about an hour before Spot’s mom knocked on the door and they had to pause it.

“Sean I’m going to work, I left money on the counter if you boys wanted to buy pizza for dinner.” Spot’s mom peeked her head around the corner of the door smiling at both of them. “Stay as long as you’d like Race, I’m sure Sean wouldn’t mind giving you a ride to school tomorrow if you stay over.” She explained and Race nodded slowly, trying to process the name he’d just heard.

Race knew Spot’s last name was Conlon, and he knew that so many other people were out there with the same last name. He also knew Spot didn’t have a soulmate, or that’s what he’d told everybody. Race also knew the name on his wrist, said Sean Conlon, and that he’d had the biggest crush on his best friend ever since they’d met. He knew Spot wouldn’t have ever lied to him about having a soulmate… but there was something in him that was telling him otherwise. He did recall just how horrible Spot’s father was toward him, and he just never knew why, figuring it must’ve just been the way he’d decided to raise Spot.

It all seemed to click for Race in that moment. Why Spot never let anyone see his wrist. Why Spot always denied having a soulmate. Or the fact that anytime anyone mentioned him getting a girlfriend he’d get uncomfortable and defensive about not needing anybody. It made even more sense once Race wrapped his head around just how Spot had been acting around him. Spending less time with each other. Only talking during lunch when their friends were around. Race couldn’t help but hope he was right, but he wouldn’t know until he asked.

“Your name’s Sean?” Race asked, making Spot shrug.

“Yeah why?” He looked at Race, his eyebrows knit together.

“And… you don’t have a soulmate?” Race asked again, making Spot sigh in frustration.

“No, I don’t.” Spot replied defensively.

“So you wouldn’t mind showing me your wrist then?” Race asked, reaching for Spot’s arm that had always stayed covered.

“It’s none of your business what’s on my wrist Higgins.” Spot clenched his jaw, pulling his arm away.

“It’s not a big deal, everyone has it. What? They have a funny name or something?” Race asked, getting closer.

“I don’t have one!” Spot exclaimed and Race finally blurted it out.

“Anthony! My name’s Anthony.” Race explained quickly, watching as Spot froze and looked at him in shock. “Now, can I see your wrist. Please.” Race almost begged, but Spot wasn’t going to break that easily. Not now, not when all the years of lectures and dirty remarks and looks from his father were taking over any other thought he had.

“I’m not gay.” Spot managed to get out once he realized he hadn’t said anything.

“Then just show me. Really, it’s not a big deal.” Race explained scooting even closer.

“Race really, I’m not.” Spot almost begged. Begging for it to be a dream, begging for it to all somehow be a mistake, almost begging as though he was trying to convince no one but himself.

“That’s it.” Race muttered, lunging forward and pinning Spot to his bed. Spot was shocked for a second, but recovered and started fighting back against Race, both boys rolling around and trying to be the one on top. It was no use once Race tangled his legs with Spot’s. Being taller than him finally had his advantages and Spot laid there helplessly while Race rolled up his long sleeve and saw his name across Spot’s wrist. “You’ve been hiding from me Conlon.” Race whispered with a smirk, looking back at the boy, both of them staying quiet once they’d realized the position they were in.

Race leaned down, Spot’s eyes fluttering closed almost instantly, both of their lips meeting in the middle. Race smiled into the kiss, his fingers interlacing with Spot’s, his legs untangling and stradling Spot’s waist instead. As much as Spot tried to stop himself, he kissed back and his entire body felt warm and tingly. Part of him wanted to pull Race closer, run his fingers through his hair and pull at it to hear anything he could get from the boy above him, but that was when he’d finally realized just what they were doing.

“No.” Spot breathed out, pushing Race away from him, sitting up. “We shouldn’t, it’s wrong.” Spot explained, but his eyes said otherwise, looking down at Race’s lips before looking back up at his eyes.

“If it’s wrong then I don’t want to be right.” Race whispered, holding Spot’s face in his hands pulling him in for a passionate kiss. A small moan left Spot, his hands holding onto Race’s shirt tightly, his mind racing with emotions. He wasn’t sure if he should allow himself to feel this way, the years of denial and shame hitting him all at once, but the whole feeling he got when Race’s lips were against his made the feelings get pushed to the back of his mind.

Spot finally gave in, letting the feeling consume him. He wrapped his arms around Race’s neck, pulling him closer. All too soon they pulled apart, both of them panting trying to catch their breaths. Before Spot could process the kiss, Race’s lips were already kissing his jaw and making their way down his neck.

“Race.” Spot let out a small moan when Race started nipping at his neck. “Y-you can’t leave a mark. My dad will kill me.” Spot whimpered out when Race kissed his sweet spot.

“Then I’ll just have to do it somewhere that you can hide.” Race explained, grabbing Spot’s arm and started to leave soft kisses and sucked at the skin around his name on Spot’s wrist making a deep blush form on Spot’s face while he watched Race’s every move. “It’ll be our little secret.” Race whispered with a wink, pulling Spot in for another kiss.

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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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She Loves You, She Loves You Not - Katherine Plumber Headcanon

Requested: hiii! i rlly love ur one shots, so i was wondering if u would do a Katherine x Fem!Reader? it’s oki if u can’t :)

Warnings: some smutty(ish) stuff

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You and Katherine always had an on and off relationship

One minute you loved each other

The next you were trying to rip each others throats out

None of the boys eve paid much attention to it

Knowing you both would get over it soon enough

It wasn’t uncommon for one of you to come to the lodging house a day after an argument with hickeys littering your necks

You’d always find your way to your favorite alley

One of you pinned against the brick wall while the other went to town

Both of you tried to be stubborn and keep quiet

But the arguments melted away once the first moan left either of your lips

It had almost been a way of both of you giving in

You couldn’t remember all the times it would take almost an hour just to get the smallest noise to come from either of you

You couldn’t stop loving Katherine no matter how much you argued

You couldn’t help but think that had been the only thing that kept you both together

It wasn’t ever big arguments, only arguing about the smallest things

It had seemed that any real problem you both had would actually be talked about

On the other hand you remembered you’d argued about a sock left on Katherine’s floor

There was no doubt that both of you loved each other to death

No matter the reason for arguments, you both still slept peacefully in each other’s arms at night

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