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I Keep Living for the Day That I’m With You by nextdisaster
Fandoms: The Outsiders - S. E. Hinton, The Outsiders: The Musical - Jamestown Revival & Levine/Rapp, The Outsiders (1983)
24 Apr 2026
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It was supposed to be pretend.
Just a way to keep Ponyboy safe. Just something to keep the Socs from looking too close.
Johnny’s good at pretending he doesn’t feel things. Ponyboy’s good at pretending things don’t hurt. Neither of them are as convincing as they think, especially not with each other.
And when the Socs decide to stop playing nice, Johnny has to decide how far he’s willing to go and what it’ll cost him to come back from it.
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Guilt and Anger Through the Hips by FanficFanatic1
Fandoms: EPIC - Jorge Rivera-Herrans (Albums)
02 Oct 2025
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Polites tried his hardest not to think about all the men and women and even children that had met their end by his own hand, all the pools of blood he had spilled. The people who had been in much the same position of survival as him, forced to witness and participate in the horrors of a war none of them had asked for. He rarely slept through each night, nightmares lurking in the darkness if the sheer guilt alone didn't daunt his exhaustion enough to keep his eyes wide open.
Despite all his own hardships born of the years engaging in activities that went against every fiber of his belief system, he still made time to check in on the other men. He especially made sure to keep an eye on his best friend. Odysseus. His king, his captain, his friend, his lover.
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we'll climb mountains together by seastruck
Fandoms: Newsies!: the Musical - Fierstein/Menken, Newsies - All Media Types, Newsies (1992)
02 Mar 2020
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(Alternately (kind of) titled: Five times that David and Jack were oblivious about basically being married and/or parents and the one time it was so obvious even these idiots noticed)
“Youse talk funny,” one of the kids said suspiciously when Jack had introduced him to the mass of them a week or so after the strike, “youse sure you from ‘Hattan?”
Jack had thrown his head back and laughed while David cursed his pale complexion; it made the inevitable blush that much more visible. Though whether it was because of the question or the infectious smile that had lit up Jack’s face, he refused to think about.

