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It’s February and I’ve got GOALS baby! I’m gonna try to do a chapter a week to get caught up on all my old shit, including my old multi chapter that was started in 2018 (yikes!). But for now, here’s 859 words for @klaineharmony‘s 300x3 challenge! Enjoy!
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“So lemme get this straight- This guy says he’s willing to tutor you, for as long as you like, with absolutely no strings attached?” Jack gave David an incredulous look as he dodged a thick patch of snow that had congealed onto the pavement. He swung his bag over one shoulder and leaned slightly backwards so Crutchie could grip onto the other. There was some slight maneuvering, then they were all in the clear. Until the next patch, at least.
“Well, not exactly.” David kept several paces behind them, cautiously keeping his left boot away from the snow mound. “He says he wants The World for free. Which, you know, is pretty easy for me to do. And it’s only until I can get back to school full time. I just don’t know when that would be right now.”
“You sure you can trust him?” Crutchie had let go of Jack, and was now warming his free hand on the side of his neck.
David looked up from the sidewalk. ”Trust him? I mean, shouldn’t I? He’s Kath’s friend, right? And he helped with the strike.”
Crutchie gave a deep sigh. David noticed he had been doing that frequently since the beginning of winter. “All I’m saying is that sometimes people are nice for the right reasons, and sometimes they’re nice the wrong ones.”
“The wrong ones? What are the wrong-?”
“Excuse me young man.”
A middle aged woman stood in front of them, blocking their way to the other side of the street. She was primly dressed all in black, with a wide brimmed, billowy bonnet framing her face. Clutched tightly in her hand was a small pocket bible. It took David a moment to realise she was staring intently at Crutchie.
“Excuse me, young man. I was wondering if I could pray for you.” This was more of a statement than a question.
Crutchie’s eyes widened, and his jaw slacked a bit. “What? Why of course you can pray for me, ma’m. Gee, it would be an honor.”
David shot Jack a nervous look. Jack met his gaze and and mouthed ‘wait for it’.
Crutchie’s face had taken a sickly, saccharine look to it as the woman put a silk gloved hand on his shoulder and started speaking in trembling, off-kilter voice. Her face seized up as she closed her eyes and soon a small crowd began to form around them, in no small part to the fact that they were blocking others from going past them. David could feel his cheeks go hot from the embarrassment of it all.
When the woman had finished, her face recoiled and her tense mouth turned into a beam. “Well, that was just lovely. Thank you so much young man. You’ve truly helped me bring in the right mindset this Christmas season. I hope Christ finds you and finds it in His heart to heal you.”
David felt like he was about to blow a gasket. But Crutchie remained calm. “Wow. Thanks ma'am, that’s really something. I’ll be sure to take that to heart.” He made a motion to go forward, then paused. “Gee, I’d love to go back and tell the other fellas at the boarding house all about what happened today, but it’s so awfully hard to get there, with me lugging around these papes an’ all.”
The woman raised an eyebrow. “Is that so?”
Crutchie nodded earnestly. “Oh yes ma’m. Especially with the weather an’ all. It can be so hard, trying to balance it all on this ice. And well, with my crutch…”
Crutchie made a big display of looking forlornly down at his crutch. He gave one last dramatic sigh. “I guess that’s the way things go sometimes. Well, I better be on my way ma’m. I’ll never forget this.”
“Wait!” The woman was now fishing around in her coin purse. “How much for the whole stack?”
The edges on Crutchie’s lips turned upwards. “A dollar ten.”
Jack gave a barking laugh. The woman looked over and he tried to turn it into a cough.
“A dollar ten, really? Isn’t that a bit too-”
“Inflation.” Crutchie nodded solemnly. “A real big issue, especially this time of year. But I understand if you can’t help-”
“No, wait!” The woman shoved a two single bills into his chapped hand. “I’ll take the whole stack!”
“Well gee, thanks.” Crutchie swiftly took his diminishing stack from his bag and abruptly handed it to her. He started away as quickly as he could, with David and Jack at his heels. He called over his shoulder. “And Merry Christmas to you too!”
David looked back at the well dressed woman, who was still standing in the middle of the sidewalk, forlornly clutching the stack of newspapers next to her bible. Crutchie pausd and watched with him.
“You see Davey? Sometimes people are nice for the wrong reasons. And when that happens, the best thing you can do is take what you need and go. Any man who stays for a minute longer is just a sucker.”
He held out the two dollars in front of his friends. “Now, who wants lunch?”
Crutchie and Polio in the 1890s
Something that has bothered me since I joined this fandom is the unfortunate inaccuracy in many depictions of Crutchie having polio. To that end, I have attempted to debunk some common misconceptions about polio in general, and how polio would have affected Crutchie, in this post. (Apologies for how long this is, medical history is one of my niche interests).
To start, let’s talk a little bit about what exactly polio is, and what it does to the body.
Polio, or poliomyelitis (although it was often called infantile paralysis historically) is a disease caused by the poliovirus. The virus spreads from person to person and can cause paralysis, among other complications.
The majority of people who get infected with poliovirus will not have any visible symptoms (about 72 in 100 people with polio have no symptoms). Of the people who do have symptoms, many only have generic flu-like symptoms such as fever, nausea, and head and stomach pain, without paralysis. Only a low percentage of people will develop serious complications, among them the most familiar being paralysis. This means that Crutchie could have been exposed to the poliovirus and have caught it from people who had no idea that they even had the disease.
In terms of symptoms, Crutchie’s polio would have started out with the same symptoms as the flu (fever, headache, nausea, fatigue, sore throat, etc.) He could have also experienced back pain, back stiffness, neck pain, neck stiffness, muscle weakness, and pain or stiffness in the arms and legs. These symptoms could last for up to a week before paralysis would happen.
Symptoms of paralytic polio include a loss of reflexes, severe muscle aches and spasms, muscle weakness, loose and floppy limbs, deformed limbs, and sudden temporary or permanent paralysis. Paralysis can occur anywhere in the body, with varying levels of severity. Polio can also affect the throat and lungs, impairing breathing and making swallowing extremely difficult. However, this likely did not happen in Crutchie’s case, because in an age without the iron lung (invented in 1927) had his breathing been severely impaired by the virus he likely would have died.
Once a person with polio’s fever breaks they are usually no longer contagious through the air, although their stool can remain infected for 3 to 6 weeks after contracting the virus. After this, paralysis can go away on its own, although physical therapy is helpful as well.
Crutchie probably contracted polio well before the strike, given that his leg muscles have atrophied to the point that they have in the show. An outbreak of polio occurred in the United States around 1893, and then again in 1894, which could have been when he caught it, or he could have caught it before then (again, polio is highly contagious but most people don’t show symptoms). Personally, I headcanon that he caught it before 1893 because polio mainly affects children under the age of 5 or 6, but he could have caught it later than that as well.
One thing that I need to note here that I see in fanfiction stories all the time is that paralysis caused by polio is usually not gradual. That is, it usually occurs suddenly, almost overnight, and not slowly over a longer period.
If you headcanon that Crutchie caught polio before becoming a newsie and moving into the lodging house, he was likely treated at home. Hospitals around the turn of the century were often overcrowded and not the most sanitary of places (although that was rapidly changing all over the country). If you headcanon that Crutchie caught polio while living in the lodging house, however, he would’ve been taken to the Hudson Street Hospital as soon as it was discovered that he had polio, and the entire lodging house would have been fumigated (disinfected) to prevent contagion (this happened in 1897 when a newsboy named John Kelly was diagnosed with diphtheria and sent to the hospital, but it later turned out that he only had tonsilitis).
In terms of what kinds of treatments Crutchie would have had access to, the answer is, unfortunately, not much. The primary rehabilitation treatments for polio (known as the Sister Kenny treatments) would not begin to be developed until 1911 when Australian nurse Elizabeth Kenny saw her first case of polio, and they would not catch on in the United States until the 1940s and 50s. The main treatment for polio at the turn of the century were leg and arm braces, intended to “correct” the paralysis, which Crutchie would have had limited access to as a poor, working-class person (and which had limited success without physical therapy anyway). However, Crutchie could have been given exercises to do to strengthen and rehabilitate his muscles by a doctor, such as the stretch we see him and Jack doing during Carrying the Banner, meaning that his paralysis could get better over time. Paralysis caused by polio is also rarely permanent, so Crutchie likely was paralyzed more right after he first caught polio and then gradually regained the use of his limbs over time.
Now, for a word about post-polio syndrome.
Post-polio syndrome (PPS) is the return of certain symptoms of polio years after a person has first had the disease. It can occur anywhere from 15 to 40 years after someone has had polio. About 25 to 50 percent of people who have had polio will develop PPS, so it’s certainly possible that Crutchie could have developed it. In rare cases, it can be fatal, but it is usually not, especially with physical therapy and other management techniques. Symptoms of PPS include muscle and joint weakness, muscle pain, becoming tired more easily, muscle atrophy, trouble breathing or swallowing, sleep apnea, and low tolerance of cold temperatures. It is also important to note that since it is unlikely that Crutchie’s lungs were affected by polio, there is no reason that he should get sick more easily than other people because of his polio (he could still just have a naturally low immune system, however).
I hope this was informative (and not too boring). Please feel free to send me any questions you may still have about this or any other topic!
Sources:
https://www.healthline.com/health/poliomyelitis
https://www.mayoclinic.org/diseases-conditions/polio/symptoms-causes/syc-20376512
Warnings: none
Summary: What they do for you on your anniversary
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Jack Kelly: Paints a portrait of you
Davey Jacobs: Definitely the type to propose
Crutchie Morris: Takes you on a small vacation
Racetrack Higgins: Mini golf date
Spot Conlon: He takes you to the beach for the whole day
Albert DaSilva: Amusement park date
Finch Cortez: Bakes for you
JoJo De La Guerra: Makes you a nice little video
Darcy: Gets you flowers and chocolates
Bill: Gives you a promise ring
Katherine Plumber: Takes you to a fancy restaurant
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Warnings: homophobia, fighting, injuries (blood)
A/N: the amount of times I almost accidentally write who Red actually is, is very frustrating haha
Summary: Davey never understood why he wouldn’t come out to his friends. Half of them were just like him, yet he was still scared to admit it outloud. That’s where Red came in, he was scared too.
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Davey and Oscar stood in the secluded part of the library, both of them arguing back and forth for the majority of the morning. Davey couldn’t believe he was in this situation. A few weeks ago he’d never even talked to Oscar, and now they were both arguing over his secret identity that no one else knew about except for Red.
“Maybe if you were a nicer guy she’d say yes.” Davey explained, earning a glare from Oscar. A gasp left Davey’s mouth when his back hit one of the bookshelves, Oscar’s face only inches away from his.
“You have two days Jacobs. Two days, or everyone will know.” Oscar spat in his face before shoving him back against the shelf, leaving Davey standing there in shock.
There was no way Davey would be able to convince Sarah to go out with Oscar in two days. Davey pushed himself off the shelves, grabbing his backpack off the floor and he started to make his way to class with his thoughts spinning around in his head. He didn’t have to think much longer, a commotion in the hall drawing his attention away from his class when he saw a group of kids gathered around with some cheering.
Davey pushed his way to the front, freezing in place when he saw what was happening. There his friend laid limp on the floor as a few guys were kicking the life out of him, a pool of blood already on the floor. Davey stared in shock and horror, the fight only being ended when the school’s security came to pull everyone apart, Davey’s friend being rolled out in a stretcher. The whole rest of his day Davey was stuck with the image in his head, and he was filling with fear with each passing second.
It hadn’t been until dinner that Davey actually started acting normal, feeling safer, but not fully safe, in his own home. He picked at his food, not paying attention to any of the conversations. No one noticed he was quiet, usually he’d stay that way during dinner, only wanting to listen to everyone’s day, but once Sarah started talking about that morning, he couldn’t help but give his full attention.
“A fight happened at school today.” She explained making everyone look at her. “Some guys were beating on Race for being gay, he had to be carried out of the school.” She continued and Davey’s dad shook his head.
“That Anthony never learns. His parents have talked to him about the clothes he wears. He brought it upon himself.” Mr. Jacobs explained making Davey’s blood boil. “If a boy is going to go around dressing in girls clothes, then he should expect it to turn a few heads.” He continued, pushing Davey over the edge.
“Just because Race likes to wear girls clothes doesn’t give anybody the right to touch him, and you have no right to judge him if you weren’t there!” Davey exclaimed.
“David.” Mrs. Jacobs warned but Davey shook his head.
“He’s my friend! He didn’t deserve to be treated that way no matter what he was wearing. If no one came to get him they would have killed him. You didn’t see how he looked, but I did, there was nothing okay with that. He doesn’t deserve to die because you think people who dress like him deserve to be treated like crap.” Davey explained, his voice shaking as he stood up, leaving his untouched food on the table and his chair left pushed out while he made his way to his room, ignoring his father’s calls after him.
A few days had passed and Davey still couldn’t get the picture of Race out of his head. There was a school assembly on what had happened, and Davey couldn’t help but think of it. Half way through the assembly it hit Davey that he hadn’t been messaging Red, and he pulled out his phone, quickly typing a message.
Subject: Parents
From: [email protected] To: [email protected]
Hey, Red I have to apologize for not talking in the past few days. Did you see what happened Monday morning? I hope you didn’t, I think it’s the worst thing I’ve seen in my entire life. To make things worse my dad heard about it and actually blamed it on what the guy was wearing. I really don’t think I’m coming out to them now. - SomebodyNobody
Davey shuddered at the memory, placing his phone back on his lap until it buzzed again.
Subject: re:Parents
From: [email protected] To: [email protected]
I heard about it, but I can’t imagine even seeing it, I hope it wasn’t as bad as everyone made it out to be. I hope you’re feeling better, Nobody. - Red
Before Davey could get a response his attention was pulled back to the stage, his eyes bugging out at what was on the screen. He’d been too busy with his own things he forgot the two days were up the day before, his worst nightmare staring him in the face.
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Jack Kelly actually being a girl and still being leader of the Manhattan newsies
-via me listening to the album right now and hearing Davey call Jack, Jackie (this has probably already been thought of so oops)
When Les joins the Newsies he gets confused about his sexuality cause our boys are attractive.
(If you come at me saying Les is too young, no no one’s ever too young to question or be confused and it’s not like I’m saying he’s having sex or something so… have a nice day :p)
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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Jack Kelly: full blown bisexual
Davey Jacobs:bi-curious (once he met Jack haha)
Crutchie Morris:gay (I don’t make the rules :p)
Racetrack Higgins:trans guy (cause lots of people have this headcanon for some reason)
Albert DaSilva:ace/aro(just because of the headcanon I’ve written for him)
Spot Conlon:closeted gay (with tons of toxic masculinity)
JoJo De La Guerra:pansexual
Finch Cortez:queer (because I can’t think of anything else lol)
Romeo:drag queen (again, I don’t make the rules)
Bill Hearst:gay for Darcy
Darcy Reid:gay for Bill
Katherine Plumber:our lesbian queen
Les Jacobs:we support our questioning boy
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Masterlist 1 (anything before 3/6/20)
This is just here so I can have it linked and ready for next time, so if you guys already want to save it or whatever you do with masterlists then be my guest.
Updated: 6/1/20
Fandoms on this list: Newsies, Supernatural, Falsettos, The Outsiders, Twilight
Key: S- Smut, H- Headcanon, M- Male reader
Newsies
Jack Kelly
Crutchie Morris
David ‘Davey’ Jacobs
Spot Conlon
Racetrack Higgins
Albert DaSilva
JoJo De La Guerra
Finch Cortez
Morris Delancey
Specs
Sarah Jacobs
Darcy
Bill
Ships
All Newsies
- Sports
- April Fool’s Day (H)
- Quarantine (H)
- Change Your Mind
- First Time (SH) part onepart two
- Anniversaries (H)
Supernatural
Charlie Bradbury
Dean Winchester
Twilight
Edward Cullen
Alec Volturi
Falsettos
Whizzer Brown
The Outsiders
Sodapop Curtis
Dallas Winston
Johnny Cade
I know I didn’t write much in May, and I apologize for that, I’ve been going through a lot, and I’m hoping this month is better, but I can’t and won’t force myself to write because I don’t have many ideas. I hope everyone had a safe May and has an even safer June.
Warnings: homophobia, slurs, getting outed
A/N: There’s probably only going to be a few more parts to this series. I don’t know how many more yet, it depends how I write each part, but this series is unfortunately not going to be as long as the other two I’m currently working on. Also if anyone wonders why I never mention any of the other newsies it’s because if I do then it’s gonna be obvious who Red is. I’m sorry it isn’t that long but I had to leave a cliff hanger haha
Summary: Davey never understood why he wouldn’t come out to his friends. Half of them were just like him, yet he was still scared to admit it out loud. That’s where Red came in, he was scared too.
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Davey stared at the screen on the stage in shock, a picture of him with the rainbow as the background popped up on the screen, and a picture of his messages with Red next to the picture.
“Ladies and gents.” Oscar started, and all Davey could do was stare in horror. “A few months ago we all got emailed from a secret fag in our school. Now don’t be fooled, it’s not Davey, but Davey has been messaging him, and it turns out there’s more fags in our school than we thought. Just know Jacobs, wherever you’re sitting.” Oscar smirked as he pointed out into the crowd of students. “There will be no secrets at this school.” He finished, a few pictures popping up behind Oscar that showed Davey’s long night conversations with Red.
Davey stormed out of the auditorium, trying to hold back tears. Before he knew it he was followed by his friends, his sister not far behind. It didn’t matter how much support they were showing him, he already knew they’d be supportive and be there for him, but he didn’t know what this meant for his relationship with Red. Davey couldn’t remember the amount of times Red had made it clear he wasn’t ready to share who he was, or that he wasn’t ready to know who Davey was.
This proved to be true when the entire week Red had stopped emailing Davey. It didn’t matter how many times Davey tried to explain or how many times he told Red that he needed someone to talk to that knew how he felt, he got nothing in return. Although people at school were supportive, there were those who weren’t, and had started throwing around rumors and slurs at him just as they did to his friends. Sarah was the person who was there for Davey the most, listening to him rant about Red, finally understanding why he’d asked if she would go on a date with Oscar, and that’s when she had come up with a plan.
Subject: I’m Sorry
From: [email protected] To: [email protected]
Red, I’m sorry you had to find out who I was the way you did. I know you don’t want to talk anymore, so this is the last email I’ll send. Thank you for being there for me when I needed you. Love, Davey
“After this you won’t make fun of me anymore for doing the morning announcements.” Sarah joked when she walked Davey in to give him access to the intercom. “Davey you can do this, okay? I’ll be here with you and when you go I’ll be there with you too.”
Davey nodded and grabbed the intercom with shaky hands, taking a deep breath before he pushed the button and started talking.
“Attention all students, if I can have your attention.” Davey explained calmly through the intercom, taking a break to look at his sister who gave him a small smile and thumbs up. “Now or never.” He muttered to himself before he started again.
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1. Overture - How did you discover Newsies and where/how did you first see it?
2. Santa Fe (prologue) - Where’s a place you’ve always dreamed of going?
3. Carrying the Banner - What does your typical morning routine look like?
4. The Bottom Line - What is the color/length/style of your hair?
5. That’s Rich - If you had the money what’s one flamboyant, expensive you would treat yourself to?
6. I Never Planned on You - How do you show people you love them/what is your primary love language?
7. The World Will Know - What is one topic you are passionate for, something you could tell the world about?
8. Watch What Happens - What was/is one of your biggest insecurities and how did you overcome it?
9. Seize the Day - Have you ever been to a protest/rally?
10. Santa Fe - What do you to escape/block out your problems?
11. King of New York - Describe a moment where something you worked hard for paid off brilliantly
12. Watch What Happens (reprise) - How do you motivate yourself?
13. The Bottom Line (reprise) - What’s in your basement/attic?
14. Brooklyn’s Here - How tall are you?
15. Something to Believe in - Have you had your first kiss yet/what was it like?
16. Once and for all - Are you a competitive person?
17. Curtain Calls - Free space! Ask anything you like.
please ask me these!! i would very much like to interact with you all!!!
GUYSGUYSGUYSGUYSGUYSGUYS
GUESS THE FUCK WHAT????
I WAS SCROLLING THROUGH MIRANDA SINGS OLDEST VIDEOS LIKE OLD OLD AND SHE WENT TO FUCKING ROCK OF AGES ON BROADWAY AND
JEREMY JORDAN
WAS THERE IM FUCKING SHOOK
HE TOOK VOICE LESSONS FROM HER
I CAN NOT MAKE THIS SHIT UP
HE’S EVEN THE FUCKING THUMBNAIL
GO TO MINUTE 1:49
The Bronx: AND SO’S THE BRONX!!!!
Every other Newsie: Shut the FUCK UP BRONXS DAMMIT!!!
Does… anyone else… get really happy… when Davey calls Jack… Jackie???
Rules: Followers send a number to your ask and you write a drabble using that sentence/prompt in your piece. Try to keep up! Expect a TON of requests!
- “The skirt is supposed to be this short.”
- “How long have you been standing there?”
- “I may be an idiot, but I’m not stupid.”
- “Who gave you that black eye?”
- “You haven’t even touched your food. What’s going on?”
- “I just like proving you wrong.”
- “Everyone keeps telling me you’re the bad guy.”
- “Forget it. You fucking suck.”
- “Quit it or I’ll bite.”
- “If you use up all the hot water again, I swear to god! You’re on the couch for a month!!”
- “If I die, I’m going to haunt your ass.”
- “I’m pregnant.”
- “Looks like we’re gonna be stuck here for a while.”
- “Take. It. Off.”
- “Well, you’re coming home with me whether you like it or not.”
- “I’ll kick his ass if you want me to.”
- “Stop it! It tickles!”
- “It’s okay to cry…”
- “And that’s how you ruin a life. Congratulations.”
- “D..did you just make that noise?”
- “He’s a bad kisser.”
- “You can scream if you want.”
- “I didn’t know we were keeping track.”
- “We’re playing checkers. If you don’t like it, leave.”
- “One of them’s missing.”
- “Save some for me.”
- “Oh, fuck off.”
- “You’re still mad?”
- “Come over here and make me.”
- “You better watch yourself.”
- “Eat your lunch and you wouldn’t be hungry.”
- “Why did we have to have kids?”
- “Call on Line 1”
- “He creeped me out. I’m not gonna lie.”
- “I’m done! You can fix it!”
- “Can we just watch a movie and fall asleep on the couch?”
- “Where did he go?”
- “You leave whenever you feel like it.”
- “I forgot I was a single parent.”
- “Don’t apologize if you don’t mean it.”
- “You’re going out dressed like that?”
- “For the hundredth time, I’m not your babysitter.”
- “Frost the damn cupcakes.”
- “Well that’s the second biggest news I’ve heard all day.”
- “You look pretty hot in plaid.”
- “I thought you were dead!”
- “I thought it was a one-night-stand…and now we’re married…”
- “We’ve become the clingy couple that you used to complain about.”
- “Quit touching me. Your feet are cold.”
- “You know you want it, sweetheart.”
- “I’m your husband. It’s my job.”
- “You just wanted them because the light up.”
- “That wasn’t very subtle.”
- “He thinks he’s a mind reader.”
- “It’s just you and me tonight. I was thinking we could have a little fun.”
- “I don’t do hugs.”
- “Don’t talk anymore.”
- “I’m just a guy with a wife, two kids, and a Harley.”
- “How do I even put up with you?”
- “I said get rid of it.”
- “They didn’t just find out. They already knew!”
- “You’re not as quiet as you think you are.”
- “Can you just man up and change his diaper?”
- “Just don’t buy a goat. I don’t care what you do, just no goats.”
- “I have a secret.”
- “I won’t let you get hurt.”
- “You’re strong, baby. You have to be.”
- “He’s four years old!!”
- “I’ve had enough! I want to be alone!”
- “I can’t stand seeing you like this.”
- “Me and the boys will handle it.”
- “You’re competitive and so am I, and it’s going to lead to a fight.”
- “Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”
- “You’re a dork, just like your father.”
- “Mind if I join you?”
- “Daddy!”
- “I lost our child.”
- “That’s my shirt. So is that..wait?”
- “My name isn’t Leslie…who’s Leslie?”
- “There’s a surprise upstairs for you.”
- “I’ll take care of it.”
- “I’m not your boss? Well then who is?”
- “You can’t eat solids, only liquids until Thursday.”
- “Come on, baby, up to bed.”
- “They got you a present. Isn’t it sweet?”
- “Am I scaring you?”
- “Run! You said you’d work out with me!”
- “After everything…I’d still choose you.”
- “And when did you plan on telling me about this?”
- “Trust me.”
- “Scoot over a little bit, please.”
- “You’re so clingy, I love it.”
- “You didn’t just wake me up at 2am because you were ‘in the mood’.”
- “Did they hurt you?”
- “You’re cute when you’re all worried.”
- “Stop being grumpy. It’s lame.”
- “I don’t need a hero, I need a husband.”
- “Don’t shut me out.”
- “You got a cute butt.”
- “I just got out of the shower, I can’t dance. What if my towel falls off?”
- “Don’t be an asshole. Asshole.”
- “Do you really think I could ever replace you?”
- “Sharing is caring. Now give me your fries.”
- “…or we can chill in our underwear.”
- “You can’t make up for it by giving me a tic-tac.”
- “Keep pedaling and don’t stop, okay?”
- “You, me, popcorn, two liter Dr. Pepper, and a movie. You in?”
- “Have you seen my contacts?”
- “Life is a highway, and I’m always drunk. So I’m not driving.”
- “Quit stalling. Where’s your father?”
- “You can’t just hug me and think everything’s okay.”
- “Is he coming home?”
- “I prefer blondes.”
- “No more dogs. How hard it it to understand?”
- “I let you win.”
- “I broke your nose, and I’m sorry for that. But what you’re doing isn’t fair.”
- “Can I do your hair?”
- “Your favorite superhero can’t be a villain.”
- “I told you not to jump on the bed!”
- “He’s pampering me, let him be.”
- “Ready or not, here I come.”
- “I’m worried about losing my job!”
- “Oh, did I scare you, big boy?”
- “Happy new year!”
- “Quit moving, I’m trying to sleep. Wait…are you…what?!”
- “You nap, I’ll stay awake.”
- “It’s turbulence. It’s normal.”
- “Don’t touch me. We’re fighting.”
- “I’ll give you a massage.”
- “You fell asleep in the tub?!”
- “Are you doodling?”
- “We’re not playing strip poker. I don’t care what I said when I was drunk.”
- “Slushies aren’t just for kids, fuck society.”
- “Are you scared…Then why won’t you look at the screen?”
- “Enough with the pillow talk, I’m tired.”
- “You had a nightmare, tell me what it was about so I can fix it.”
- “We need groceries, not just junk food. You’re worse than the kids.”
- “Is this our closet? Or your closet?”
- “If I win, you do dishes for a week.”
- “Fist bumps are cooler than high-fives…”
- “Use your words.”
- “Hold my hand so he gets jealous.”
- “Ew, your hand is sweaty.”
- “Get out of my face before I hit you.”
- “I don’t care if your 4 or 40, you don’t hit people.”
- “You only care about football, beer, and raking leaves.”
- “Look! Fireflies!”
- “Why do you only kiss me when I’m sleeping?”
- “I just need ten minutes.”
- *Make Your Own*
Happy Writing! Visit @prompt-bank for more prompts!
Hey send me these I’m in a writers block rn for these two things i’m trying to write and I just wanna try to get out of my shlump
Davey: *Slaps Jack’s ass with a newspaper.
Me: hehehe… fucking gays.
Hey so just a question… i saw this thing… saying that they saw Newsies being taken off March 3rd or 5th??? I went on my Netflix and nothing was on there for it being taken down but can you all just check as well and make a complaint if it’s true cause if it is true if enough of us complain they most likely will not take it down, also rate it 5 stars even if you think it was like 4 or even a 3, do it so we can still enjoy it and have it up there
Home Pt. 1 The Confusion
A/N:Hey everybody I am really really excited for this! This is a Crutchie x reader. This idea came to me at 12 am and decided to start writing it so I hope you enjoy! Just know there will be more parts to this series, I don’t know when I’ll post the 2nd part but it’ll come within reasonable timing I promise!
WARNINGS:Angst, death, mentions of abuse, mentions of suicide, blood or wounds (idk if this one counts already with the abuse warning but I’ll just put it in there)
Summary: You had just been let go from the Refuge and meet some newsboys who seemed to be mistaken.
Word Count: 2K
You knew that this would be the end for you, after 3 long years of being locked up in the Refuge today was the day you were finally set free, though before you could enjoy your newfound freedom Snyder decided he needed to teach you one more lesson before you were let go. Afterwards he threw you into the nearest alleyway and left you there to die. There you were, hidden in an alley covered in blood, dirt and bruises from head to toe; curled up in the tightest ball your body would allow. You had tried to get further away from that horrible place you were in no shape to move anywhere far anytime soon.
“Hey are you alright?” Frightened by the sudden new voice you turned and scooted away from it, not saying a word you looked up to see a boy. He looked like one of those newsboys you would see through the window of the Refuge, the most distinctive feature you noticed about him was the kindness that radiated in his eyes but in this moment he looked more concerned. He adjusted his crutch and came a little closer to you but he kept his distance.
“You… you’se not much of a talker are you?” More silence, you weren’t sure what you wanted to say or even if you wanted to say anything at all, “Well my name is Crutchie and-” you smirked when you heard his name, you highly doubted that it was his real name but the nickname suited him well, he took notice of your smirk and gave a little chuckle to your expression. “yeah I’se know it sounds silly but I likes it, so what happened to you? Do you have any family? Any home?” You looked down when he said that, you did have a family but you were an only child and your family was more like people you lived with instead of the loving kind where you would see the mother and the father laughing and making jokes with the kid, the kind you saw out and about around the park, things only got worse when your mom was killed in a work accident your dad couldn’t handle it and took his own life shortly after. So you were all alone and only 11. Crutchie must have picked up on your sudden sadness and stretched his hand out to you.
“Hey why don’t you come with me? I know a place where you could earn some money and get a bed.” You were a little suspicious you spent one year living on the streets before Snyder decided that you should be sent to living hell and you learned quickly never to trust anyone so quickly but just the sincere look in his eyes softened you up a bit. You reached up for his outstretched hand but after momentarily forgetting about how badly injured you were you were snapped back into reality and fell back down and noticed that one of you began to bleed again and Crutchie looked down and his eyes went wide now that you weren’t curled up in the fetal position anymore he could see how badly beat up you were,
“Oh my god I’se didn’t realize how badly beaten up you was, stay here I’m gonna get some help alright.” He left you alone in a panicked pace, limped away as fast as he could, when he was out of sight you leaned against the brick wall and took deep breaths in and out and ripped off a long piece of the rags you called clothes, and wrapped it around the spot where you bled, which had happened to be your torso and tied it tightly, wincing from the pain you looked down and saw that you momentarily stopped the bleeding. You closed your eyes and began to take deep breaths again until you heard a familiar voice and heard footsteps, multiple. With Crutchie you saw two other boys with him, you scooted away again not sure of what to make of this even though you met Crutchie you still had to keep your guard up if you wanted to survive in this world. Crutchie seemed to pick up on your suspicion, “Don’t worry these guys are here to help you.” The two boys behind you gave you a reassured look, the one on Crutchie’s right side wore a blue long sleeve and a gray vest, he looked a little bit older than you and Crutchie, more of a leader, and to on his left side another boy, probably also the same age as you, almost the same type of clothing but with a cigar dangling from his mouth unlit.
“Well I ain’t the best at medical care but the boys back at the Lodging House get hurt frequently so you pick up a few things.” The boy in the blue crouched down, “Name’s Jack Kelly.” You gave wave and and the other boy piped up and said, “Oh and I’m Race.” You gave a puzzled look towards Crutchie and he explained, “Most of the boys have nicknames like Race and I.”
“Alright well let’s see what we’re dealing with here.” Jack pulled out bandages, cotton balls, and other forms of makeshift medical things from an old bag; you could tell that these boys probably didn’t have enough money so whatever in this bag was either traded with, made, or perhaps stolen. You noticed that Jack would try and fix you himself and that alone just made you more nervous, you never really liked physical contact and that anxiousness worsened through time, you stopped him and pointed to the stuff and then yourself hoping he would get the message that you wanted to do it yourself. After a few seconds of trying to process what you tried to tell him Jack handed you the stuff and you gave him a grateful smile. Turning to the side you began to fix your wounds. Jack turned to the other boys and talked in a hushed voice, though not hushed enough for you to overhear the conversation. Both Jack and Race grilled Crutchie on what he knew about you and why you were in the condition you were, his very obvious answer was: I don’t know. As you finished patching yourself up you tried to get up but it seemed impossible at this point, you silently cursed Snyder under your breath because you knew that all of your pain and suffering was because of him. The three boys see you try to get up and almost fall, Jack goes and tries to hold you upright and the second you come he touches you and you flinch and accidentally knock over a crate that was nearby and land back on the ground. Breathing deeply you faced the guys and they looked shocked and seemed to pity you, you silently cursed yourself for having such a reaction towards these guys, they were trying to help you.
“Listen, we’s ain’t gonna hurt you, we want to help you?” You looked up and it was Race talking to you, you gave a look that gave of how guilty you felt and Jack sat down next to you,
“Hey, its alright we aren’t gonna hurt you ok? Listen, Crutchie told us you were in the Refuge,” you look back up to Jack, knowing for a fact you did not tell any of that to Crutchie, hell, you haven’t even spoken a word to him yet, “no I mean, he thinks you were… were you?” Tears welling up you look down and nod, “I know what you’ve been through, I’ve been in there quite a few times myself.” He had been there. He also had his run-ins with Snyder, what a twisted way to share something in common with someone. “Look I’m gonna be honest with you: it’s about to get dark soon, so’s why don’t you come with us and become a newsie?” Crutchie walked closer to you and leaned down towards you, “You can make some money and get some food, also live in the Lodging House.” Race came by also, “And get some rest after what Snyder the Spider had done to you.” What was it with all the nicknames?
“So’s what do you say? You in?” Crutchie reached for your hand, you knew that this would be the best option for you, so you took his hand tried to get up this time letting Jack help up. You soon figured out that your legs were just so sore from everything Snyder had done to you, you hoped that they’ll get better with time… hopefully. You were asked multiple questions to which you replied the same way: silence. You figured it would be better this way to not say anything at all so all of your responses were either shrugs or nods.
By the time you all arrived at the Lodging House it was sunset and you could sorta walk on your own limping only a few times. You entered and you saw a big group of boys messing around, playing cards, laying on their beds, or eating some bread.
“Just wait here for a minute.” Jack turned to you and then turned back to the group of boys and yelled for their attention, “Hey! Everyone!” All of the boys settled down and turned their attention to Jack, “Alright! Now I would like you to meet our new friend and his name is… well he don’t talk much so we don’t know yet but we’ll find somethin’ for you, anyways-” Wait did he say he as in a boy? Your eyes went wide at your sudden realization: Jack, and most likely everyone in this room, thought you were a boy. You started to worry and your mind began to race thinking about the worst that could happen if they found out the truth about you. You were snapped back to reality when Crutchie touched your arm and you turned to him and he asked you, “Hey you alright?” You turned and faced his warm hazel eyes and and the softness in his smile made you suddenly glad that you chose to stay silent you simply nodded and you turned back to face Jack as he was finished wrapping up his speech, “-So let’s welcome our new member with open arms!” Everyone cheered and met you one by one, you learned that more than half of the boys had nicknames and that they all did the same thing everyday which would be sell papers and try to survive. When everything died down you went to look for a restroom and after awhile of searching you find it on the upper level where no one else was and you enter and lock the door and after 3 years of being in the Refuge you finally see yourself.
There’s so many bruises that you don’t even try to count them, there’s dried blood everywhere but what’s most distinctively different is your hair; your hair seemingly stopped growing, most likely because of the mistreatment your hair had been through with the pulling and all of the dirt in it. You decide to wash off the blood and afterwards your face is more clear but the bruises, new and old, hide your face. You knew that if the boys found out that you were actually a girl they would immediately remove you from the Lodging House, you were sure that there were rules against girls staying in a Lodging House with a bunch of boys. You looked at the mirror and saw a long shard of it was on the verge of falling out of place. Slowly you pull it out, you bring it to your hair and slice a piece to see if what you were thinking of would work. You hid the shard of glass beneath the sink and threw away the piece of hair. Was this a horrible plan? Yes. Would it work? Hopefully.
“Oh boy.”
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A/N:Hi there! Hope everyone like this and if you do maybe reblog it? Also I wanna get your input as to what you all think the nickname should be??? I’m having trouble figuring it out so I would like to see what you all think? Just send me a message or anon also if you want to be on the tag list reblog and or just send an ask (not on anon tho because then theres no way I could add you lol) CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM IS ALWAYS WELCOMED!!!!
hi folks so it’s been a while and i was just wondering if maybe y’all could help me with what i said above: helping me come up with a nickname? it would be helpful and if you aren’t on anon i can give you a shoutout because my dumb brain can’t think of any good nicknames
Race: Albert is gone so I’m going to cut all the sleeves off my shirts.
Davey:Why?
Race: He’s like 85% of my impulse control.
Considering that none of Albert’s shirts have sleeves, I don’t think he would have been much help.
my god you are right!!! if anything he would encourage him
1. which showtune do you think the lyrics sound the weirdest with no context?
2. which character from a musical do you think you’d be real good friends with in real life?
3. name your current broadway crush and tell me why. spare me no details. go.
4. what’s the overture that makes you lose your entire shit?
5. is there a musical you know absolutely nothing about but love a random song from it?
6. you have dmitry from anastasia, natasha from the great comet and jack from newsies fighting for your love. which one do you choose?
7. is there a showtune that always makes you cry whenever you listen to it?
8. who was the best marilyn monroe: ivy lynn or karen cartwright?
9. which heather (or veronica) are you most like?
10. make up your introduction line in “prologue” from the great comet.
11. newsboys or barricade boys?
12. tell me which two characters from a musical you are the love child of.
send me a number in my ask box!!
please ask me these!!!
Rules: we’re snooping your playlist. Put your entire music library on shuffle and list the first 10 songs, then choose 10 victims. I was tagged by @imstupidhowyadoing
1.Heaven is a Place on Earth // Belinda Carlisle
2.Still Into You // Patty Walters (Paramore Cover)
3.Dead Girl Walking (Reprise) // Heathers the Musical
4.Wake Me Up // Madison Harris (Avicii Cover)
5.Ghost// Ella Henderson
6.The Plagues // The Prince of Egypt
7.Bring On The Men // Jekyll & Hyde: the musical
8.Bad Blood // Silence the City (Taylor Swift Cover)
9.Perfect // Ed Sheeran
10.Tainted Love // Soft Cell
@romeonohomeo@thatdumbevanhansenkid@floraldrizzle@trees-and-sky
@super-lovely-collection@pigwenn@sincerelymlb@fouradorkableboys@faistyboyconnor@sincerely-nerdeh
:000
I don’t have a playlist but I can just say what the 10 songs I have just finished listening to are
1. Perfect
2. Adore You
3. Don’t Let Me Know
4. Goodbye Road
5. Just For You
6. Cocktail
7. Only You
8. Freedom
9. Killing Me
10. Rubber Band
and if y’all have been paying attention for the past week, I’ve been rambling about the same goddamn KPOP Boy Group. Yup, all of those songs are by iKON…. (send help pls I can’t get out of the fandom)
tags:@connormurphyfangirl@awesomelittleweirdo@ashing-though-the-snowo@haleym1135@strange-the-tulip-trimmer@therealevierae@musical-nerd18@miserykillme@outrageouslyfandom
Oof ok I guess don’t blame me 4 whatever shows up I swear (I have a playlist but I use 90% YouTube the majority of my playlist is be more chill)
- Be More Chill (part 1)
- Two-Player Game
- Voices In My Head
- Halloween
- I Love Play Rehearsal
- The Dear Evan Hansen soundtrack. The full thing. I have just one song with all of them cause I didn’t want 2 download them separately lol
- The Ballad Of Sara Berry
- More Than Survive
- Upgrade
- Jeremy’s Theme (instrumental)
Like I said 90% bmc, entirely musical
Tagging:@awesomelittleweirdo@haleym1135@kitkat-player3@freckled-hansen@some-blue-loser@no-1481@the-average-loner@bisexual-distresss@iliketreestoo@thatonemusicalkidnamedjared
Ok, I have no idea what’s gonna pop up
1. Do this thing// Mean girls
2. Get over it// Ok Go
3. Creep// Radiohead
4. Pretending// Anthony Amorim
5. Formidable// Stromae
6. Bâtard// Stromae
7.Turning// Les mis London cast
8. Le même train// Eiffel
9. Here comes the anxiety// The Wombats
10. Chamade// Eiffel
So french music, edgy music, and musicals. Sounds about right.
Idk 10 tumbles rip me man
@jerbearishere@hey-hamlet-bmc@magentapint@thatsthat24@the-world-has-buttery-smiles
Time to YEET the wheat. I was tagged by @thatonemusicalkidnamedjared
1.)Under Pressure by Queen and David Bowie (One of my all time favorite songs.)
2.)Only a Northern Song by The Beatles (The epitome of chaos.)
3.)If You Can See Me by David Bowie (It has a very big sense of apprehension with a sort of chase/paranoia vibe.)
4.)My Shot by Lin-Manuel Miranda from Hamilton(ENTER ME) He says in parentheses.
5.)You’ve Got to Hide Your Love Away by The Beatles (Slow, sad, and drunk type of song.)
6.)Carousel by Melanie Martinez (Yah, this is song be a B-O-P.)
7.)Rockstar by Post Malone (It be like that sometimes.)
8.)The Story of Winne FosterfromTuck Everlasting (It’s just such a nice tune.)
9.)Wait by The Beatles (I almost always get so hype to it.)
10.)Run and Tell ThatfromHairspray! (I COULD SAY IT AIN’T SO BUT, BABY, WHAT’S THE USE?)
As someone who is obsessed with The Beatles, Queen, and David Bowie, I am proud that this is reflected with this shuffle. As for the musicals sprinkled throughout, I’m an actor pursuing a career in Musical Theatre. WHAT DO YOU EXPECT?
@jd-sammy@tea-and-theater@newsies-erster@the-world-is-lonely
Alrighty then!!! I was tagged by @the-world-has-buttery-smiles
1.)Everlasting:Tuck Everlasting/Sarah Charles Lewis
2.) Final B:Rent/Cast of The Motion Picture Rent
3.)Changing Lives:The Prom/Beth Leavel
4.)La Vie Boheme B:Rent/Cast of The Motion Picture Rent
5.)Hugo’s First Case- Pt. 1:Tuck Everlasting/Sarah Charles Lewis
6.)Everything Happens:Bandstand/Beth Leavel
7.)Picture Show:Bonnie and Clyde/Original Broadway Cast Recording
8.)Everything Changes:Waitress/Jessie Mueller
9.)Too Late to Turn Back Now:Bonnie and Clyde/Laura Osnes and Jeremy Jordan
10.)It’s Time to Dance:The Prom/Company of The Prom: A New Musical
This is alllllll just musicals and I love it!!!
Victims:@ben-cook-can-cook@races-erster@woildismyerster@jordmac@daveyjacobss@newsiesquare@wtfrace@gayveyjacobs@the-story-of-the-tucks@meh-for-forever
Jack: This soup is way too bland. If I had to rate this, I’d give it three-
Crutchie: I made it for you.
Jack: -out of three! Nice job!
Sarah: You just have to spread the positive vibes! Watch.
Sarah: *to Crutchie* Hey, Crutchie. Hope you have a beautiful day!
Crutchie: Aww, thank you!
Sarah: Now you try.
Spot: Enjoy your next 24 hours.
Sarah:No!-
Jack: I wish I had a super tight knit group of friends that I could fight crime with.
Race: I wish I had a super tight knit group of friends that I could commit crime with.
Katherine: I wish I had a super tight-knit group of friends.
Davey: I wish I had friends.
Crutchie: I wish I could knit.
Crutchie: I sent good vibes your way.
Crutchie: They’re coming.
Crutchie: There’s nothing you can do to stop them.
Albert: This is the most threatening way I’ve been cheered up.
Les: I’ve already sent good vibes your way. They’re coming and there’s nothing you can do to stop them
Crutchie: This is the most threatening way I’ve ever been cheered up
Crutchie: Once you hit rock bottom, there’s nowhere to go but up!
Jack: You underestimate me. I’ve brought my pickax and I’m ready to dig
Crutchie: I like my men like I like my coffee; tall, dark, brooding, passionate, smart, royal-
Jack: That sounds absolutely nothing like coffee.
Crutchie: I got sidetracked.
Popping back in to give y’all some newsies doodles!
Jack: SHUT THE FUCK UP!
Spot: YOU SHOUT THE FUCK UP!
Pulitzer: kids, listen, how about, YOU BOTH SHUT THE FUCK UP
Crutchie: we need to distract the guards!
Jojo:yep.
Crutchie: what should we do
Jojo: imma kill them all. That outta distract them
Wiesel: *getting gas*
Jack:Diesel?
