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mrhyde-mrseek · 2 months

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Updated altar tour!!!

Hades & Persephone

They share an altar! Not much has changed since i last posted a picture of it except that i added a bracelet, but to recap, they’ve got:

A raven and skull Halloween decoration

A bracelet i made with Hades in mind and hung around the raven’s neck

Red Crowley-ish sunglasses

A candle holder from the thrift store

A stone snake figurine thing

A geode(?)/sparkly rock

A bat plushie (named Marcel the Mycelium Bat by my friend)

A bracelet i made for Persephone and put on the bat

Persephone’s offering bowl, a flowerpot with a crow(?) feather and a (now dead) flower

Vials of fake herbs (another Halloween decoration)

A poison apple spellbook Halloween decoration

A Hadestown magnet

A little red candle

Hades’ offering bowl, a thrifted metal bowl apparently made in 1978 (that’s the date carved on it at least) with crystals, coins, rocks, a key, a silver Beetlejuice bracelet, a button shaped like a cat eye, and a letter in it

Dionysus

Not much has changed since i last showed y’all Dionysus’s altar, but they’ve got:

A satyr statue i made in an art class

A painting with colors i associate with them

A nonbinary flag-colored heart charm

Two pinecones

A big bead with eerily similar colors to the lesbian flag

A bracelet

A gold paper heart a member of my high school a cappella group made me

Two amethyst crystals

My pronoun pin

A purple candle

Athena

Athena’s hasn’t changed much either, but it’s got:

My kindle

My vintage-looking desk light

Its offering bowl, a flower pot shaped like a statue head, with a crow feather, a little turkey feather, a massive turkey tail feather, and a Good Omens pen

A fall-scented candle

A Kamala Harris magnet from The Female Power Project

Two little plastic trophies

A few blue stones

A puzzle

An offering of iced tea & lemonade that Athena didn’t really like but didn’t want me to take it off its altar and still doesn’t (i tried it and it’s really sweet but like in a bad way so i can see why it doesn’t like it lol)

Hermes

Hermes’s altar has some new additions! I mainly got then because i wanna bring something from each altar with me to college that i won’t lose, and since candles aren’t allowed i got him something else, so now he has:

His candle (which I’m still obsessed with)

A wax doll my dad got me from a Voodoo practitioner’s shop on a business trip to New Orleans

A feather

A Newsies keychain

A marble

A tiny rubber duck figurine

Dice

What i think is Dalmatian Jasper but I could be wrong??

A couple more shiny rocks

A bracelet

A couple coins

A brand new statue (which is what I’m bringing to college)!!! It came with what I’m guessing is a little baby Hermes but I don’t really know, and a caduceus that I just realized he can hold

Artemis

Artemis’s hasn’t changed much either, except for a few added trinkets, so right now she has:

A candle

An animal skull-shaped fish tank decoration i got from my friend’s yard sale (coincidentally the same friend who named Marcel the Mycelium Bat)

A silver ring from prom

A few rocks

A little crystal, i think it’s amethyst??

A Totoro figurine

A crescent moon selenite offering bowl

An acorn

A mug inspired by her I made junior year of high school with a crow feather in it

A gold crescent moon charm

Apollo

I haven’t shown Apollo’s altar yet because he’s relatively new to the group of deities i work with/worship! He’s got:

A tall ass candle

A wolf plushie

A rainbow… thing, it’s too big to be a bracelet but too small to be a necklace so it’s his now

A gold plastic coin thing

A fake lavender-looking flower

A glass bauble charm filled with yellow glitter

My tarot cards

An award i got senior year from the music program (I scribbled out my name on the photo)

An HRC water bottle that’s kinda hidden behind the award

A couple rocks

A yellow plastic gummy bear

A squishy yellow unicorn fidget toy

A plastic toy milkshake (he thought it was funny)

Aphrodite

Aphrodite has a couple additions to her altar, too! We’ve got:

A drawing I made for her

A pretty little teal rock

Two shells

A tiny pink candle

A piece of a plastic crown from my high school’s production of Mean Girls last year, I have no idea how i ended up with it but here we are

A thing of blush (rarely used, i thought she might appreciate it more)

Coconut and pear-scented chapstick

A shell kinda shaped like a bowl with a pearly charm, two pink paper stars, and a tiny rose charm in it

Her offering bowl, a teacup, saucer, and spoon shaped like a flower, leaf, and ladybug respectively that was a graduation present from a friend!! While they’re not quite Aphrodite’s style, she still likes them on her altar because they were a symbol of platonic love!!

A bracelet in her offering bowl

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noxexistant · 1 year

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morris having nicknames for all the newsies that they assume are bullying - standard schoolyard name-calling - but really it’s just morris’ genuine attempts to recognise them, because he can’t remember their proper names no matter how hard he tries, and can’t recognise their faces like oscar does. so he recognises them based on characteristics.

albert is “red”, because of his hair. blink is “patch”. romeo is “smile”. race is “cigar”. finch is “shoot”. elmer is “dice”.

they all think crutchie’s morris’ favourite, or least favourite or something, since he doesn’t get a nickname like all the rest - but it’s just because morris gave him the same name of “crutch”.

#they all get the universal nickname of ‘loud’ too #newsies #morris delancey #my headcanons

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riding-palominos-every-day · 1 year

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Oscar needs to see numbers (or his fingers) to have even a chance of counting them successfully. Morris tried teaching him with dice, an easy way to learn quick addition, but Oscar just got frustrated. The dots don't make sense and it's too easy to miscount them. He makes sure the newsies (and Wiesel) can't see, but occasionally he'll have to make a quick count on his hand to make sure he's done it right.

Meanwhile, Morris needs big, prominent letters to read something. His eyesight is good, and he can read headlines just fine, but as soon as he starts reading smaller print it just blurs together and the words don't make sense. He leaves putting the headlines on the board to Oscar.

#newsies #newsies headcanons #delancey brothers #oscar delancey #morris delancey #oscar 🤝 morris = having undiagnosed dyscalculia and dyslexia respectively

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where-that-old-train-goes · 5 months

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youre cool dice to me as well tbhhhh. i will hear about the gay newspaper boys and thats okay with me!

OUGJ OUGHO OUGH OUYYAVH OUGH OUAGH OKAG SO ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

the ones i sent you were jack kelly and david jacobs (jack being the shorter one, davey being the tall one who looks like a pathetic gay wet cay given human form). they are (…probably… two of the uk actors, when asked what a newsies sequel would be about, just looked dead at the camera and started holding hands in silence soooo) not canonically gay but. they are in my heart. davey is generally regarded as the walking equivalent of that ‘im not canonically autistic but it’s heavily implied’ text post meanwhile jack is that one that’s like ‘i’ll get over it i just have to be over dramatic first’ (in the 1992 movie he steals a horse and a hat so he can pretend to be a cowboy while dramatically riding down the streets of new york while singing about how he yearns for davey to move out west immediately after eating dinner with davey and looking generally like a teenage boy who is madly in love). also the guy who plays him in the original movie tripped over his own feet in the film take and the most well known guy to play him in the musical famously cannot dance for shit. and if you hear anyone talk about davey having blue eyes just know i disagree that man has ben fankhauser’s big sad wet brown eyes

#newsies #shrike speaks #infodumping

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the-real-spot-conlon · 9 months

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Pt.2 of Newsies as things band kids have said

Jack: IM GAY!!!! *accidentally drops mallet* oh no...

Davey: *the flutes sitting in a circle gossiping* can yall actually be productful for once? Please?

Katherine: I wish I could actually play my instrument

Spot: *filling in for director conducting* 1, 2, 3, 4 STOP!!! Trumpets you played a wrong note it burned my ears

Race: what if I put dice in my horn?

Crutchie: *leans over first chair clarinet to fist bump first chair flute* *first chair flute casually fist bumps during a rest on a solo* hehehehe

#spot conlon #racetrack higgins #sprace #newsies #92sies #livesies #jack kelly

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kid-blinks-eyepatch · 3 months

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Sprace

Spots leg 🦵 🔥

-Sprace-

(Its movie versions bc i felt like it idk)

_race POV-

I whined sleepily when i felt Spot’s arms disappear from around me. He laughed softly and kissed just behind my ear

“Cmon Tony the bell’s gonna ring soon” He informed me. I whined again and rolled over to face him. I opened an eye sleepily and saw him grinning at me. He had himself propped up with an elbow. I whined and pulled hin down on top of me. He laughed

“Tony!” He laughed. We wrestled for a little bit before I settled with my head on his chest and my body curled up next to him. I looked around the room. If you could call it that. There had been two small rooms upstairs the way the Brooklyn lodge had been built. One was for the leader (Spot) and the other was, as Smokes had put it, to fuck in so they don’t traumatize the littles.

“We’re gonna have to get up in like five minutes Ton” he said, petting my hair

“Then we will- I want my cuddles” I replied, huffing. Spot rolled his eyes and kissed me lightly. I wiggled a bit so i was sitting up a bit more and then i saw his leg.

Now Spot being Spot had a lot of scars. But i knew about almost all of them. I say almost all because his pant leg had gotten pulled up during the wrestling and i could see his left leg. The skin was sort of mottled, with raised lines scattered around it as well. It took up the entirety of his lower calf, and looked like it went higher up. How had I not noticed it before??

Spot looked up me, confusion evident on his face. The blond poked my cheek with his finger and I looked at him

“Yeah?” I asked

“Jus’ let it be” He replied, pulling me down “It’s old I promise”

“Wha- How'd you get it?” I asked him, He went silent for a moment, running a hand through my curls. He eventually just shrugged

“Was a long time ago- don’t matter” He finally replied. I wanted to argue, but the bell rang and Spot rolled out of bed. The sounds of the other Brooklyn Newsies waking up could be heard. I followed Spot and started to get dressed like we had many other times. I watched him out of the corner of my eye. He seemed alright, if a bit upset.

“You alright Seanie?” I asked him, kissing the top of his head.

“Yeah Im okay” He replied, kissing my cheek before going downstairs. I slipped on my shirt and followed. It was a pretty familiar sight that greeted me. The littles were up and bouncing off teh walls as always while York was attempting to change his shirt with Graves clinging to him. Smokes was trying to herd the littles while Dice was laughing uncontrollably. Knobs had his arms wrapped around his partner's waist while he tried to get a little more sleep. Dice rolled their eyes and shook their boyfriend.

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I looked at Graves as we were walking back. York had agreed (albeit very grudgingly) to help Dutchy with the littles so Graves had gone selling with me. I glanced at him as he walked alongside me. The two of us got along wel, we had similar personalities ourselves, and our boyfriends also had similar personalities. We got back to the lodge fairly quickly as we hadn’t gone too far selling.

It had been ominously dark and cloudy all day, so most of the newsies didn’t want to go too far in case they got caught in the rain and developed a cold. That was never any fun at all. We entered the lodge to find it mostly full. The littles (which Brooklyn had a large amount of) were all either playing a game of stick tag or just plain rough housing. Knobs was lying face down with his head in Dice’s lap. Dice running a hand through the other’s sandy curls. I didn’t pay much mind to the other couples or the poker game going on.

I watched as Graves went over to York, who was absentmindedly pushing a few marbles around on his bunk, and flopped into his lap. The older boy rolled his eye affectionately and kissed him lightly. I went upstairs in search of Spot. He was lying on his bed, looking up at the ceiling. He half-sat up when I entered and he smiled slightly. I grinned and snuggled against him, he put an arm aro I grinned and snuggled against him, he put an arm around Me and I hummed happily

“Looks like it’s gonna storm” I said to him, taking his other hand and playing with his fingers. He laughed slightly

“Yeah it does” he frowned “I seriously hope it doesn’t though, I’m too tired to calm down everyone” I gasped, feigning shock

“Did you just ADMIT you’re tired????” He cuffed the back of my head and after a short internal debate I moaned. He gave me a withering look and I broke down in a fit of hysterical giggles. He frowned slightly

“It’s not that funny Antonio”

“It is” I hummed, snuggling against him more. The arm that was around me started to play with my hair. I hummed and snuggled more into his side. Spot started to whisper in Spanish to me and I -surprisingly- found myself getting sleepy

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I guess I must have fallen asleep for a bit because when I awoke next I was alone in Spot’s bed. He must have tucked me in because I was wrapped in his blankets. I snuggled down into them, they were warm. As I slowly woke up I registered the sound of pouring rain. I groaned and stood up, looking out the window. It was cloudy, with rain falling everywhere.

There was a loud boom of thunder that made me jump. I padded downstairs to the main room. The clock said it was only 7:18, but it was summer so it was usually still light out by now. Dice, Dutchy, and Hotshot were all playing a game of cards. Hotshot and Dutchy seemed unbothered by the thunder and lightning, while Dice would jump anytime there was a thunderclap. Knobs sat next to Dice, his chin resting on Dice’s shoulder.

Smokes was talking to the majority of the littles, presumably telling them a story. Ace was holding tightly onto his boyfriend’s waist, not appreciating the storm. I watched as Smokes put a blanket over Ace and pet his hair. Graves was sitting in York’s lap. The larger boy had his arms around Graves’ middle and his face buried in Graves’ neck. Snoddy was comforting a few terrified littles, patting their backs and such.

As i looked around i didnt see spot. I looked at Dice, who was nervously fiddling with the small pouch they kept their dice in.

“Dice?” I asked “You seen Spot?”

“He went upstairs while you were looking around” came the reply. I blinked, laughing slightly at the mix-up.

“Alright- thanks” I laughed. Dice nodded in response and returned to the game. I glanced over at them one more time and I noticed Knobs was holding their hand, the other arm around their waist. I smiled softly as i went upstairs.

“Hiii seanie” I grinned as i walked into his room, closing the door “I thought you was downstairs” I said as I turned to face him. He nodded, not replying. I shrugged it off as him being tired and I flopped onto the bed next to him. He glanced down at me, he had that expression on his face where you KNOW something’s bothering him, but you can't figure out what.

“You okay?” I asked him, pressing a small kiss to his lips. He shook his head, pulling me against him and buryinghis face in my chest. I pet his hair

“Is it the storm? Too loud?” I asked. He shook his head again. I started to run my hands through his shaggy hair. He needed to get it cut soon, I knew he didnt like when it got too long. It wasnt like super long anyways but he wasnt a fan of it.

“S m leg” He mumbled, leaning into me more. I squeezed him against myself, rubbing my hand up and down his back

“Does it hurt?” I asked him softly. He shook his head and started to shake slightly. It took me a minute before I registered that he was crying! I kissed the top of his head, running a hand through his hair again

“S- I-” he managed, his voice shaking along with him “I look like a fucking monster Ray!” He managed, squeezing me. I continued to run a hand through his hair, enjoying how soft it was.

“no you don’t spotty” I assured him, stroking his hair and holding him. he continued to shake and he let out a small sob.

“s-s-s-” He stammered out, shaking violently. Thunder boomed and he yelped, jumping befor hiding his face in me.

“shhh shhh” I murmured “it is okay spotty. You don’t look like a monster”

“i-i-i-“ Spot sobbed “i do Ray- stupid fucking fire fucked up my fucking leg” he whimpered

“what fire?” I murmured to him, confused. He just shook his head and continued to shake. I carefully picked up s blanket and attempted to pry him off of me. He squeaked and hid his face more

“shh its okay im just gonna put a blanket around ya” i murmured to him, petting his hair. He sniffed and nodded, wiping off his face with the back of his hand. I wrapped him in a blanket and held him against me. he sniffed and looked up at me. I hummed and wiped the tears off his face.

“s-s” he let out a choked noise, face scrunching up as he attempted to speak “fires the reason- reason m here”

I froze for a second. He hadn’t ever talked about why he was in Brooklyn when he was so clearly an immigrant. i kissed his hair

“how so?”

“killed Pa” he mumbled “an Charlie an Austin an Julia” his voice rose in pitch as he spoke, i could see him getting more and more visibly upset. I hugged him against my chest tighter. he hid his face more. I rubbed his back

“i hate to ask” I said gently

“s fine” he mumbled

“what do you mean?” I asked him softly. I had completely forgotten about the storm until that moment. There was an almost blinding flash of lighting.The thunder was extremely loud, loud enough to the point where you can feel it in your chest. Me and Spot both jumped, I let out an involuntary squeak, and shouts could be heard from below. Spot latched onto me and spoke shakily

“I- there was a fire” he said slowly “an pa an Charlie an Julia got caught inside” he shook “me, ma an Austin got outside- but Austin didn’t last much longer” he sniffled, burying his face “m’leg got caught’fore we made it out an thas why s all scarred up”

“okay” i kissed the top of his head “thank yiu for twlling me” I had plenty of questions for him, but he wasn’t in a condition that i wanted to ask him questions in case i uoset him more. I just set him down on the bed and he whined, wiping his face clumsily as he shook slightly. I didn’t know if he was cold, scared, or upset. I rolled him up in the blanket and he laughed slightly, smiling a bit. i grinned and tucked the now- burritoed Spot under another blanket. he pouted slightly and stuck out his tongue

“at least come lay with me” he huffed. he was shaking less. maybe he was just cold. He seened ti have calmed down fairly quickly. I laid down ynde the blankets next to him and pulled my boyfriend against my chest

I carefully wiped off his face, kissing his cheeks where the tears had been.

“you’re very pretty” *i murmured to him, wiggling until i was comfortable “and cute and perfect”

he just rolled his eyes in response, but he smiled a bit more and nuzzled against me. another thunderclap made ups both jump, but it wasn’t as loud as the last one.

“Try and get some sleep” I murmured to him

“okay” he replied, closing his eyes. I carefully kissed his eyelid and he snickered a bit “feels tickly” he informed me. i giggled and squeezed my burrito of a boyfriend

“I love you Sean Patrick Conlon” I hummed “you’re my pretty boyfriend” I kissed the top of his head and i saw what small amount of his face i could see redden

“Love you too Antonio Edward Higgins-Conlon” he giggled slightly. I huffed

“stoppp i knoe what you’re laughing at!”

“eDwArD” he giggled softly. I rolled my eyes and huffed

“Patrick isn’t exactly cool either”

“eDwArDo!” he snickered. I rolled my eyes

“shut up Conlon” I huffed, then looked at him, realizing something “did you call me Higgins-Conlon?”

“maybe” he replied, snuggling against me. I hummed and kissed him again. he smiled

“love you Race”

“I love you too Spot”

#racetrack higgins #spot conlon #newsies #92sies #livesies #sprace #isaac writes #did i post this already?#idk #if so sorry

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zibiscusloon · 2 years

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Just out of curiosity and for the hell of it

#my blog #oc #cuphead #cuphead oc #the cuphead show #cuphead show #cuphead: ddwtd #oc x canon #disaster utensils #mugman #ms chalice #legendary chalice #king dice #cala maria #chef saltbaker #just doing this for fun #yeah I know Cala x Neb & Saltbaker x Pepper hardly get any content-#but I still added em

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nerdsies · 1 year

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hi guys. would anyone happen to have a. como se dice. slime tutorial. of west end newsies. perhaps. like is that out there and does anyone have it. and would anyone be willing to. share. pls

#newsies #west end newsies #newsies 2023 #london newsies

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newsie-collective · 1 year

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Elmer <3

Quickfire Favorites:

Food: “Pierogis”

Color: “I like a lotta col’as. Think green might be my fav’rit if I hadta pick one.”

Season: “Wint’a. ‘Cos Medda would take us in from sellin’ and would pay us to help with buildin’ and paintin’ to keep us out the cold.”

Weather: “Snow. Snow’s always real pretty.”

Hobby: “Playin’ dice with the fellas. Hustlin’ ‘em.”

Animal: “Dragons. An’ yeah, I know they ain’t really real, but they’d be real neat if they was.”

Memory: “Meetin’ the Manhattan fellas for the first time. Thought Racer was gonna faint when I told ‘im I’s from Brooklyn.”

Comfort Item: “My dice. I know they ain’ much, but it feels nice to always have ‘em close, y’know?”

Totally gives off They/He vibes

The youngest of nine. His parents had immigrated to the US when he was just a baby. He grew up knowing both Polish and English. His eldest sibling, Margo, had just turned 19 when their parents passed, and he had turned 13 not long after. There were still seven of the kids in school, but they couldn’t afford all the supplies they needed, so the eldest three finished out their last few years so they could get better jobs, and hopefully put the others through the rest of school.

Well, as first gen immigrants, they faced a whole lot of discrimination and couldn’t get very good jobs. They took what they could get, but it was barely enough to survive, much less go to school or thrive on.

So, the younger ones started looking for work. Richard and Florence found work in a factory, and Ethel became an assistant to the seamstress downstairs.

Elmer, as we all know, became a newsie. He worked his ass off to try and make sure his family would have enough to live.

Well, just trying wasn’t good enough in Brooklyn. Everyone knew that he was an immigrant, and nobody wanted to get anything from someone from another country. He couldn’t understand why everyone hated him so much.

His family lived just across the bridge, so Elmer started crossing it to sell, and got close with the newsies there. When he realized it’d be far easier to stay in the Lodge™, he did. He visited his family all the time, as often as he could, but he mostly stayed in Manhattan so he could earn more.

The birth order of Elmer and his siblings, their ages when their parents passed away (they lost count afterward), and Elmer’s nicknames for them (bc he couldn’t pronounce their full names when he was younger, and by the time he could, the nicknames had stuck):

Margaret (Margo) 19 Elizabeth (Beth) 18 James (Jam) 16 Charles (Char) 16 Mary (E) 16 Richard (Rick) 14 Florence (Flo) 14 Ethel (Ef) 13 Elmer 12

No one heard from him for a scary long time after the strike fight. Rumors flew around that he’d been arrested… or worse. Those few nights were some of the worst for Albert, thinking someone he’d grown so close to had been taken from him. Again.

Elmer showed back up, three days after he’d disappeared, being led by one of the Sisters with a rosary around his neck and a Bible in his hands.

He’d gone to see his family, to just make sure they were okay, and couldn’t bring himself to return to the Lodge right away. The Sisters let him stay at the church for a night or two, and returned him soon after.

Elmer is smart. Smarter than some of his elder siblings. He was always trying to learn new things, and his parents and siblings never hesitated to teach him anything. He’s good at math-really good, can do addition in his head well into triple digits (though the bigger numbers take a little longer)- and he can read and write. He’s smart enough to have run a dice game for the newsies, for his own small profit.

With the exception of Davey and Les, Elmer was the newest newsie. He’d been selling only a few months when they showed up. He doesn’t like lying to people (or “improving the truth” as Jack calls it), so he depends heavily on good headlines to sell.

Elmer's very good at getting gifts for people. He knows most everyone's favorite things, and can usually get something they'll love.

Mom friend. He carries so much stuff in his bag that he doesn't have any room left for, idk, PAPES

Things in his bag at this current moment: Beef jerky Water Dice Cards His selling money Several rumpled handkerchiefs (never know when you'll need them) A few pierogis wrapped in a washcloth to keep them safe that he will fight for if someone tries to take them (albert) Bandages Alcohol Needle and floss, just in case

Elmer has definitely totally not ever snuck animals into The Lodge ever.

Especially not two dogs, six cats, three turtles, eight pigeons, five rats, and somehow a bat

He's just a little skrunkly guy, and he absolutely deserves everything because he's soft boy supreme

👻

#92sies #askthenewsies #carrying the banner #newsies #newsies of new york #livesies #king of new york #elmer newsies #elmer kasprzak #thanks for the grub sIsTA #👻

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gushingabtlove · 2 years

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when ur bfs are all a little funny silly brain <33

this goes out to not even half of my fruity little oc boyfriends who i love very very much <33

lava lamp (+ briar), boombox, kaleidoscope, bathbomb, glowbi, jellyfish, daddy long legs, custard, retrogade, loomy, jewelry box, cream pie, butterbread, sparkler, nightlight, honeycake, campfire, gummyworm, discoball, paintbrush, 8-ball, firefly, artboard, slushie, beanbag, paintball, shutters, fortune teller, landmine, jewelmine, bombasm, magic marker, glitter pen, matchbox, funnyface, shadow mask, bubblecup, domino, axeman, jester, reverse, goggles, clock-out, tapestry, king, streets, crutches, discotheque, vhs, vm, quip, camera man, statiklis, hotline, cutcord, wiresaw, powerline, record, fillter, sey, logbook, researcher, delivery, mandyl, casting, orbee, milkyway, valan, herring, styxo, ruler, error, buttons, cryogen, daydream, ikbo, marbles, ozzy, zz, dollie, claw machine, carnival, sewing needle, gameboy, bendy, bowtie, starfish, firecracker, cotton candy, birthday, cupcake, portrait, fair, cakewalk, balloon, ocean eyes, goldie, smiles, post-it, blondie, wannabe, hushpuppy, pseudonym, drearie, softie, lockbox, memory, eternity, zenith, vigor, spider eyes, monday, tsunami, ragdoll, mixtape, dj, erase, zipper, newsie, cigar, knots, signal, analog, iq, broker, album, techy, radar, algorithm, candlestick, milkshake, raspberry sorbet, strawberry lemonade, honeycomb, whipped cream, bon-bon, cocoa, grape soda, fizz, cornbread, fruit punch, poprocks, pb&j, blackberry pie, popsicle, icing, gingerbread, peach crumble, teacake, sprinkles, cheesecake, peanut butter, rollcake, sugar cookie, toffee pudding, dropper, slim-jim, parka, nasty, paparazzi, oxy, dickie, party, seldom, noddles, needles, vodka, molly rose, infrared, coke, injection, re-al, pill, addict, mr. prescription, rubs, bandages, naughty, birthday candle, flamethrower, wind chimes, streamers, delicacy, quake, licorice, peach blush, frostbite, hyperthermia, sandglass, snakebite, bambi, vignette, waffle iron, somnophobia, viperpop, lightbulb, wallflower, ariel, cyanide, ghastor, peril, mirror shard, angelita, the doctor, lazuli, siderite, plasma, amnesia, pepper steak, anndy, neo, cat eye, apology, gumdrop, inkwell, think 101, aim, look at the stars.crp, twisted.exe, hedonism, lotus, phantasm, legacy, shivering, vil.exg, alzen, rose, bowie, mars, june, elzen, january, july, cake, lumi, neptune, alix, pyro, distortion, death, ecstasy, equity, wisp, determination, alastor, nate, zest, vinn, valarian, xest, vesper, marcy, k2, anonymous, anxiety, norman, adel, anna, xexter, oz, amon, azrael, brandon, cordon, chaim, camron, river, zap, sick, unknown, pumpkin head, ethan, damien, unstable, glitch, seren, kayan, core, spice, lisp, wisp, marsh, liam, logan, daniel, rylo, karl, cinder, kindle, break, saturn, gem, lonnie, eleven, thirteen, nine, twelve, vason, aster, toxicity, darling, pyromania, cross, infatuation, dis, angel, cobi, alice, bonnibel, ray, conifer, phantom, rot, teeth, cheezit, casino, twist, mania, bruxism, yohan, lucifer, chimes, morphine, foxglove, slumber, fear, pallid, gossamer, kenny, pepper, sour, sweet, quincey, jack (+jackl), phoenix, swiss, borealis, bicchiere, juno, pond, opium, eve, esque, petrichor, elysian, sheep, saeran, blue, thirtyfour, sea, gorge, corette, popgoes, nabu, penumbra, daffodil, remedy, silkra, polaris, nabbi, stitches, patchwork, sunkiss, spindle, uri, bride, evangelion, corpse, petunia, swan, melatonin, chorus, tempest, gold, heartwood, wyx, wik, chavell, hern, zin, sonna, esconder, oakley, jonquil, jules, kaz, valentine, savel, alifer, hexikiah, flair, orion, roman, aurelius, lio, supernova, hyperburst, xale, reino, karami, amaiera, vinnie, sylvester, ghost, amoxie, thyme, khai, leno, tyrian, amaranth, wish, valley, jockoline, knife, cubbie, keys, patchwork, clay, fran, ricky, starburst, matrix, richie, koen, fantasia, treasure, saint, rem, sunflower, law, dice, spade, brione, klahoma, klub, juxapose, shark, coast, pearl, fable, canopy, queen, fae, xyin, anomaly, december, november, t, haunterly, kiss, sixteen, five, veil, pom pom, laine, winlei, estan, raby, sachele, cj, null, ziggy, lanton, sannette

passion, masky, rosibene, nonsense, decay, salem, lockie, sugar, limin, spitts, everett, soda, fitz, bō, daughtry, hao, kastlane, afternoon, lucas, louise, mimmy, yusef, equinox, anthemion, três, viridian, celadon, faigan, radio, syrup, rise, elowen, veraine, axe, creep, vanity, yellow, boston, kain, riles, quick, hydraon, nessie, mousse, ecto, beastly, worship, cannibalism, stalking, abandon, ketamine, pretender, hypocrisy, quixotic, opulence, opportunity, sensuality, sobriety, rage, apocalypse, negligence, irrationality, cube

#🪷: kuromi’s world of romance #oc f/os #will do a part two later

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