No, no, no, no, no this is absolutely fine! And yeah I do headcanons like those (I literally have another ask for something similar in my inbox rn) This is !Modern! TW for very brief mentions of body dysmorphia

First of all Jack didn't have the money to buy himself a binder so for a very long time he just put on layers of clothes (oversized shirts etc.) but it wasn't all that practical for the most part. Medda noticed this and being the good mother (figure) that she is she bough him a binder for his birthday.

Jack doesn't have trouble standing up to transphobes but sometimes it feels like to much and then he'll just try to ignore the person and go about his day. That happened once when Davey was walking with him. That's also one of the very few times Davey actually punched someone in the face (OMG that'd be a fire fanfic lmao I may write that if someone wants it but who knows...)

Before he realised he realised he was trans he struggled with gender dysmorphia and felt like he didn't fit in anywhere. He'd often stare at his body in the mirror and wonder why it felt like it wasn't really his. He was also friends with boys mostly and kind of envied the way they looked etc.

At first he only came out to his closest friends (Crutchie, Davey and to his own suprise Race) and to his mom. Then progressively to more and more people untill he was completly out. He took his time though and didn't feel the need to rush.

He absolutely hates being on his period. Especially the cramps, he tries to cope by eating a lot of sweets (he generally doesn't do that but it's the time that requires more drastic measures) and making himself tea. He also loves to cuddle with Davey at those trying times and put on a movie about cowboys.

so me being me I did some calculations and found that if we count the time for him to walk to get his papers then the short wait to actually get them then the over 2 hour long walk to get to sheepshead and cross the bridge the over 3 hour long day of selling + the atleast hour he spends with spot (I'm ralbert so its JUST hanging out) and then betting at sheepshead then the over 2 hour long walk home

thats 11 hours and 41 minutes of work, walking, and hawking

then the money

in the US minimum wage is $7.25 per hour and if you add eleven hours to that you end up with the pay of $84.75 but Racetrack who works eleven hours 41 minute every single day earns around $7 but if you take away the money for a bed to sleep in, food, betting (for racer), and the papers the next day you end up at $5.25 which is insane.

to sum it up

11 hours and 41 minutes of walking, talking and hawking and the payment to sell those papers and the money taken away for basic needs on average racetrack would earn

= $5.25 in todays money while a minimum wage worker today would earn for the same time

= $84.75 at the end of the day

Valentine's Day 2024

Misunderstandings, accidental kiss

Good Omens

Crowley tries his hand at Valentine's Day celebrations

Crowley tries to take Aziraphale on a romantic date. Doesn’t really go as planned and Crowley gets upset. Aziraphale kisses him and tells him how much he loves just the amount of effort Crowley put into the date.

Crowley buys everything

Newsies (Before I remembered that I wrote a V Day fic for Davey and Jack last year)

Yours, Jack (3/5): Leave

Fandom/Pairing: Newsies; Jack/Davey Rating: M Tropes/Genre: Meet-Cute, WWII, Letter Writing, 1940s AU Summary: Jack Kelly doesn’t wake up intending to fall in love. But he bumps into David Jacobs, who’s been drafted in the Second World War, on a crowded street. They strike up an unlikely but undeniable connection, and David asks Jack to write him letters while he’s deployed. Out of their frequent letters, something more than friendship unfolds. Written for the @newsiesficandexchangechallenge

A/N: Listen. This got very slutty very fast so if thats not ur thing then peace but honestly?? this bitch is earning the M rating in this chapter sooooooo lets gooooo Also! An ENORMOUS thanks to @somanywordsfor taking a look at this and hitting me with suggestions and tips that really tied it together and made me feel like it was finally ready to post! If you havent read their writing yet then idk what you're doing but you should ASAP Anyway, enjoy!

Leave, Jack decides, is the most beautiful word in the English language. Which is saying something, considering his vocabulary has nearly doubled since he began exchanging all those letters with Davey.

He releases a sigh from his lungs, forcing himself to tidy up his apartment. Six days, he thinks.

Davey’s on leave for six entire days—six days that he gets to spend in New York, with him, and Jack’s skin is buzzing like a live wire’s running just beneath from thinking about it. 

The logistics of Davey’s arrival are fuzzy. The specifics weren’t detailed in his last letter, but Jack assumes Davey will stop and visit with his family first. He’ll probably stay the first night at home.

Obviously, there are things to be discussed. Jack’s made a personal resolution to sit down with Davey and have a real, proper, mature conversation about their relationship. It’s the first time Jack’s ever felt the desire to even remotely define things between himself and someone he’s seeing (if he can even call an almost kiss and a ton of letters between Davey seeing him).

Still, it’s all Jack can think about—finally holding Davey in the flesh. He busies himself with chores around his apartment to keep his mind off of it.

He’s in the middle of sweeping his kitchen when there’s a knock at the door. It’s too early in the week to be the milkman, but Jack answers it anyway. To be honest, he’d love to give himself a reason to stop cleaning.

There, standing in his doorway and looking ridiculously good in olive-drab trousers and a service coat to match, is one hell of a good reason.

Spot: is he okay?