#ig this counts as spec but not really i just had a VISION

[butchdiaz]

ok its 4am on saturday but i was just possessed by a demon who forced a fic idea into the crevices of my brain and made me start writing before i could sleep so in the true spirit of fuck it, here's my fuck it friday ! thank u for the tags <3 @eddiebabygirldiaz @jeeyuns @try-set-me-on-fire

(again, its 4am and this is straight from my notes app. if there are mistakes, well, fork in the kitchen)

it's been three days since maddie and chimney exchanged their life-altering vows under flourescent hospital lights.

bobby and athena's backyard is lit up with fairy lights and lanterns, littered with wildflower-stuffed mason jars and leftover confetti. buck thought the original wedding venue was beautiful, sure, but it's got nothing on this.

maybe that's because, this time, it's just their little family -- buck's parents already flew home with a half-baked excuse -- and there's no pressure to get it right after getting it so, so wrong. athena helped maddie hem her dress where it got ripped down the middle of the train (much to josh's dismay) so it sits just above her ankles. and buck -- begrudgingly helped by chris -- bedazzled chim's boot with the eclectic selection of rhinestones that were available at the dollar store this morning.

chim's a little unsteady on his feet as he sways with maddie on the dew-soaked spring grass, etta james crooning from a speaker somewhere, but if buck could hear his heartbeat, he knows it would be beating sure and steady, in tandem with maddie's. they both have tears in the eyes and eyes for nobody but each other and buck's heart is just about fit to burst.

it's absolutely perfect.

an hour ago, bobby had pulled him into the bathroom to fix buck's tie and tell him that he was proud of him. fifty-six minutes ago, buck had walked maddie through the glass doors onto the patio while jee waddled ahead, flowers petals spilling in clumps from her tiny hands in an attempt to throw them. maddie had forgone the charade and swooped chimney in for a kiss right away, cradling his neck when she dipped him, just a little, a pink blush flooding his cheeks. tommy didn't come in a helicopter this time, but he still swooped in with that impeccable timing to open the car door for buck, like a goddamn high schooler at prom. an hour and a half ago, he held buck's hand as they entered the house and buck tried not to think too much about how sweaty his palms were getting. twenty one minutes ago, he placed a fresh beer in buck's hands before buck had even realized he'd finished his last one. twenty minutes ago, buck had kissed him on the cheek in thanks, easy as anything, and snaked an arm around his waist. and now? now he's dancing with tommy -- beautiful, sweet, charming tommy -- at his sisters wedding, and it's absolutely fucking perfect.

except buck can't even look at his best friend.

again its not friday anymore + i have no idea who's done this so i'm just gonna tag the besties! consider this a share anything u want/seven sentence sunday/i love u tag!

@usereddie @chronicowboy @shitouttabuck @911onabc @ilostyou @goldenbcnes @exhuastedpigeon @canonbibuck @diazly @evankinard @buckttommy

#ig this counts as spec but not really i just had a VISION #when i say possessed i literally mean i was abt to fall asleep and this started playing like a movie in my head and then i was wide awake #my fic #abby is making

[the-newsies-justice-for-zas-blog]

Specs - “Did you find it in the end?”

A/N For this one, I wanted to put Specs x his shoe so bad!!! You can guess where this is going...

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Era: Canon

Ship: Specs x his shoe (I had to y’all)

TW: None I think, but if anyone finds one, please don’t hesitate to let me know

Word Count: 1.3k

Genre: Fluff ig

The sun was slowly rising above the stunning New York skyline, Manhattan to be precise. If you were up at that early hour, you would see all of the beautiful, old buildings were immersed in the golden rays of first light.

The brilliant golden sunshine streamed through the gap in the curtains where it fell upon the face of Specs. He was woken up by the light and knew that it was almost time to get out of bed and carry the banner. As he sat up and put his thick-rimmed glasses on, he, slowly and sleepily, looked around and saw most of the other boys who were bunking on his floor. He could see Jack and Crutchie in their respective beds; Albert and Jojo in theirs; Romeo and Mush, and Elmer and Blink, all in their own bunk beds. There were also bunks behind his one but as he couldn't see them at the time, he didn't think about them.

'It is so quiet in here!' He thought. All that Specs could hear at that particular moment was the sound of the boys breathing and the birds singing their morning songs on the fire escape and the roof above.

Then, like a stone being dropped into a calm pool, the quiet was shattered by Mr Kloppman opening the door and the sound of his heavy boots shuffling along the dusty wooden floor of the dorm.

"Come on, boys! You're still asleep? Wake up! Come on, you gotta wake up!" He said whilst going around each of the boys' bunks and using various different methods to get them awake.

For example, Elmer, Crutchie and Albert were particularly heavy sleepers and the only way to wake them up was to take their blankets off them and just let them freeze until they could be bothered to get up and put some proper clothes on! Romeo and Mush were incredibly light sleepers so all it took was the sound of Mr Kloppman opening the door to get them up.

Slowly, but surely, all of the boys in the slightly overcrowded room began to rise from their beds and begin to get ready for a day carrying the banner.

"Hey! That's my shirt! Give it back!"

"Pass the towel!"

"Albert DaSilva! Where is my cigar? I know you have it somewhere!"

'Oh great! The daily arguments have begun already.' Specs thought. 'And I almost thought we could last 5 minutes.' He laughed to himself and got up. Carefully looking upwards to see if Tommy Boy had risen yet. It was lucky he looked up, because at that moment, a boy shaped mass jumped down and landed in front of him.

'I swear that kid's a Kangaroo or something! He is always jumping!' He thought as he narrowly missed being flattened by the kid who slept in the bunk above him! Again. He was used to it though. Although, the first few times, it really scared him!

Specs wondered if there was going to be a good headline today and he hoped so, because the day before had not been so good, and he was forced to eat his papes. Not good.

While he had been thinking, he had got dressed and put one of his shoes on. He reached to the end of his bed where he kept them and felt nothing. He belly flopped down on to the bed so that his head was hanging over the end. He couldn't see his shoe.

"GGGUUUYYYYSSS!!! I CAN'T FIND MY SHOE! Which one of you'se idiots took it?" He yelled and immediately everyone stopped what they were doing and just stared at him like he was being stupid.

"I know one of you'se has it!"

"Specs...No one has your shoe. You must've lost it." Elmer told him, speaking for all of the Newsies in the room.

Specs searched high and low for that shoe, couldn't find it and ended up having to wear one of the spare ones that Kloppman always seemed to have in the store room. He was in quite a bad mood all day. You see, because those shoes were worn so much, they were somehow moulded to his feet and the new one was stiff and incredibly uncomfortable in comparison to the other one.

Throughout the day, the other Newsies kept telling him to lighten up a little, the shoe was bound to turn up soon enough. And luckily, his spirits were lifted very slightly at the end of the day when he sold his last pape.

He was selling in his usual spot when quite a pretty girl walked past him and looked his way. He smiled at her and he smiled back. He had never seen a prettier girl and he was stammering like an idiot for a few second before saying,

"Buy a pape miss?" He asked. "And may I say you look very pretty in that lovely dress!" She gave him a dime and in return she got the pape and the comment that it was only a penny. I thought that she was giving me too much, and if her parents would mind.

"Take it. My parents won't mind, don't worry!" She said, reading his mind. She beamed at him again, then walked off, paper in hand. As she walked away, he scolded himself for not seizing the opportunity he saw and asking her out. He could see her smile, bright as the first light of dawn the woke him u that very morning. Her smile, it knocked him out and he fell apart whenever her pictured it. It was then, he vowed to find her and ask her out on a date.

He too turned and began to make his way back to the Lodging House, counting the days' earnings and attempting to figure out a way to find the girl as he went. He felt so stupid for not finding out her name.

Fast forward about an hour and Specs was knee deep in a heated discussion with Davey about the correct spelling of auspicious. Specs knew he was right but Davey was stubborn as the best of times and he was refusing to admit he was wrong for once!

"No that's wrong! You spell it A-U-S-P-I-S-I-O-U-S!" Davey practically screamed in his face.

"When will you get it! You spell it this way! A-U-S-P-I-C-I-O-U-S!" Specs retorted with equal volume and energy.

"Ah, Katherine...How do spell auspicious?" Specs accosted Katherine for a definite answer.

"Oh hey Specs. You spell it A-U-S-P-I-C-I-O-U-S. Why do you ask?"

"Because David Jacobs can't accept that he is wrong for once!" Specs exclaimed triumphantly. He said it a bit too loud because the entire room of Newsies was silenced in an instant and all that you could hear was Katherine laughing like there was no tomorrow! She would have great fun telling Jack all about it and Davey knew that he would never hear the end of it. Oh how he was dreading the next few days!

"See, Jacobs! I was right!" He said, before smugly turning and walking up the many stairs to his floor's dorm room.

He opened the door and made his way over to his bed. Specs had never had never made this much money from a day's selling before and he just wanted to be sure that he had counted properly, you know just to check if he had counted anything twice.

He emptied his quite full pockets and as he did, a few small coins fell onto the floor. He got down onto his knees to reach under the bed to retrieve the pennies and that's when he saw it...

There it was, lurking in the darkness, peeking out at him like one of the many mice that lived in the Lodging House. As soon as he had a firm grasp on the object hiding under his bed and examined it meticulously, he came running down the stairs faster than the Racer himself. He burst into the very-almost-full room and yelled at the top of his lungs,

"GUYS...I FOUND MY SHOE!!!!!!!!"

And that night, his face was a vision of happiness and he knew that he could fall asleep safe in the knowledge that he would never have to wear Kloppman's old store room shoe again...

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