them jacks

It’s Thanksgiving

  • Katherine has been up all morning cleaning and trying to make stuffing. She and Jack are hosting but neither of them can cook
  • Jack has been attempting to roast a turkey but has no idea what he’s doing.
  • timidly asked to stay over the night before, is trying to help him
  • Their tag team is sweet, but unsuccessful, and so Smalls gives up and gets to work on a pecan pie
  • Southern Smalls knows how to make a mean pecan pie and y’all can FIGHT me on it
  • Thankfully, Medda arrives early enough to keep Jack from ruining the turkey
  • But not without a big hug and kiss for both Kath and Jack, and a hug for Smalls as well because it’s been so long since she’s seen the girl
  • Next comes the Jacobs family, and Esther immediately sets to helping Medda and Katherine while Davey and Les help Jack rearrange the furniture
  • Sarah and Smalls follow them around to set the table
  • Crutchie arrives with a massive tin of cranberry sauce. It probably weighs more than him, but he could singlehandedly eat the whole thing. He passes it to the girls in the kitchen and takes a seat beside Mayer to heckle the other boys.
  • Spot and Race arrive together (duh). Race has made SO MANY SIDES RACE GOOD LORD
  • Green beans and casseroles and macaroni and cheese and vegetable medley and…
  • Medda may have saved the turkey but Race resurrects it. Esther dresses it. They all roll their eyes at Jack good-naturedly
  • Spot stands guard over a container of Italian wedding cookies so Les can’t get to them until after dinner
  • Blink and Mush show up with chips and dip to snack on before dinner
  • The game is turned on and several people *ahem*sarahspotjackalbert* get a little too hype and the dip does not survive
  • Romeo and Specs bring six pies
  • You would think this would be too many pies. But there will be no leftovers.
  • Albert brings two Costco-sized bags of bread rolls because idk how it is in everyone else’s family, but in mine the Mess™ brings the bread
  • Bill and Darcy shyly arrive with two heaping pans of cornbread. They’re fairly reserved until Bill catches sight of the fourth quarter of the game and suddenly he’s yelling and Katherine is laughing at everyone shocked looks
  • Everyone else trickles in eventually, bringing small sides and deserts.
  • Mayer says a prayer and Jack makes a speech
  • Jack cries as he does bc “I’m just so thankful for all of you”
  • They’re all so thankful for each other and the friends they have and this family they’ve built
  • They share what they’re thankful for around the table
  • *whispers* race and Les have a small food fight before Spot gives them a Look™*
  • Elmer and Crutchie wrestle for the last roll
  • A pickup football game in the yard is the event of the year
  • Medda and Esther sit on the sidelines out back to laugh and take pictures, but other than that everyone plays
  • Everyone. No one but the moms is allowed to duck out.
  • It’s a mess
  • But it’s family
  • And that means it’s perfect

Bonus:

  • All leftovers and plenty of intentionally made extras are taken down to the children’s home. The newsies don’t forget their roots.

“Has it ever occurred to you that I might accualy be one of the good guys?”

- Ketch

Me: …*cough

Me: …

Me: …

Me: *laughes uncontrollably hahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahah

Me: *evil laugh

Me: *falls on floor

Me: *foams at mouth rolling on floor

Me: *wipes tears

Me: ya *smiles …..*strait face no.

sisters that go through traumatizing shit together stay together

anonymous asked:

Sombra and Gabe bonding? Jack and Gabe snuggles? Thank you for being open to prompts and thank you for reading this! I'm not good at these sorry!

Does this count as snuggles? I hope it does.

These were actually very lovely prompts, thank you!

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Guess who’s a Whovian? Nah, don’t guess, it’s pretty obvious. Anyway I actually forgot to upload the things I did for the convention months back. These badge designs were some from then. Thought I’d best put em up before I forgot again. Have a good day folks! I’ll be around.