#I actually love newsies

[tulpamancers-prosopagnosia1]

[make-friends-with-the-rats]

if tuts newsies has no fans I am dead

[racetrackmybeloved]

i adore how quick the boys are to help crutchie when he needs it. no discussion, no pity, just support.

when morris pushes him over, it isn't jack (who is right there) who helps him up, neither is it race nor romeo, who we saw him interact with earlier in the song. it's albert who helps him up, and it's albert who carries him until he gets his crutch back. did they have a system? was it albert's job to carry crutchie when needed? was it because they're close friends, and we just never get to see it again? or was it that any of the newsies would have done it, but albert happened to be the closest?

when the nuns hand out food, kid blink and smalls don't hesitate before hoisting him onto their shoulders. jack and specs both place their hands on his back to ensure that he doesn't fall backwards. it's so smooth, so natural, like they've done it a million times before.

and note: i don't think crutchie interacts with any of those characters (albert, kid blink, smalls) at any other moment in the musical.

conclusion: crutchie is so so loved.

[theres-no-escaping-us-pal]

date idea: we watch newsies and you listen to me talk about my little gay newsboys

date idea: we watch wss and you listen to me talk about my little gangster boys

date idea: we dress up as newsies and preform in synch with the show

[puppyvenom]

“dumb crip’s just too damn slow” not matthew’s crutchie. NEVER matthews’s crutchie. he was barrelling across the stage with purpose at all times. he could fucking MOVE. he did NOT come to fuck around he came to be speedy as shit and i love him so dearly

[aj-theteenagecondition]

wip- looking for a reason to drown

CW: restrictive eating

“Look I talked to your Ma while you was out-” and suddenly they were shouting again. 

“YOU TOLD MY MOM?”

“Davey I-”

“Oh no, don’t you fucking ‘Davey’ me!”

“I-”

“You had no right to tell her! You don’t even know what’s going on! You always rush into everything like this!”

“I don’t know? I’se pretty sure that you’se been not eating, and you’se been so hungry that you just lost consciousness in the street and almost got trampled to death! But if that ain’t sound right to you then tell me what’s going on Dave!”

[nydstan]

rewatching both 92sies and livesies tn bc i cant choose

[saysflora]

Even the great Jack Kelly isn't immune to sickness every once in a while, no matter what he likes to say. This time around, though, he'd made the rookie mistake of fainting in front of David, and is suffering the consequences by being held captive in the Jacobs' apartment until they deem him better.

Actually, it might not be all that bad.

OR: Jack gets sick and recovers in the Jacobs' apartment, with no small amount of tomfoolery.

[scootersscooter]

Let it be known that if 92sies Medda has no fans I am dead.

[the-mossy-rock]

GUYS I JUST GOT BACK HOME FROM NEWSIES REHEARSAL AND IM STUCK IN THE VOICE WHAT DO I DO 😭

[i-aint-got-santa-fe]

We have to seize the day

By carrying the banner

So the world will know

We have something to believe in

So don't come a knocking on my door

Just watch what happens

Because that's the bottom line

:3

[knockoff-conlon]

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4

"so." she has a grin on her face. she looks anything but happy. "i've been hearin' things, jackie boy. you 'hattan boys are playin' like you're going on a strike."

"well, we ain't playin'," jack mutters. "we are goin' on strike." davey watches the way spot's jaw sets. "and we- the two o' us came t'ask for your help, spot."

"my help?" she says quietly. it makes his skin itch, the way spot's looking at jack. she sets her chin on her cane and stares.

"we 'hattan boys ain't enough by ourselves. we need you guys. we- you brooklyn kids- y'know?"

"and davey?" spot asks, in a tone that gives off anger. "what d'you have to say?"

"um. well, you- you're the key for our strike. the most powerful borough, most feared newsies. we need you guys or we just don't have enough power. you're-"

"you want us to join?" spot interrupts. jack nods as she shoves herself off of her throne. "are you fucking kiddin' me?" jack swallows.

"spot, pulitzer can't treat us like we is nothin'."

"yeah?" she shoves him back. "your new kid teach you that?" she shoves him again and he stumbles back a little. davey grabs his sleeve and she glares at him. "listen up, kelly. your boys in 'hattan ain't nothin' like me- they got some power i ain't ever gonna get! look around- how many girls do ya see?"

"spot-" jack glances away from her glare so she grabs his hair and yanks him down to her level.

"i said fuckin' look around, kelly. these girls need my protection. they need the money. they don't got your boys' safety. i ain't puttin' them in any danger." she lets go of his hair. "what happens when your boys give up?"

"give up?" davey repeats. he jumps forward to say something but her cane stops him. "we- we won't give up."

"yeah, you say that," she bites out. "until i know that, we ain't doin' anything. i ain't puttin' none of my girls through that!"

"spot-" jack tries.

"no. show me you ain't givin' up and we can talk. till then, hotshot and stray can take ya back." she sits in her throne, gestures for hotshot and stray. hotshot shows up, a big grin on her face. stray pops up behind him, bouncing on her toes.

"well, aintcha a pretty one?" stray loops her arm through davey's and starts to pull him along. "i dunno what you was talkin' to spot about but she ain't lookin' so happy, huh?" jack and hotshot trail behind them. "i heard somethin' 'bout a strike."

"nothing important now. she said no."

"eh, spottie ain't up for a good time like the rest of us," stray mutters. she bounces up and down as they walk. she salutes another girl they pass on the street. davey hears jack and hotshot talking with each other behind them. "whatcha want her to do? go on strike?"

"pulitzer raised the price of papes. manhattan is striking."

"ooh!" she grins. "sounds like a good time if i ever heard one. maybe i'll sneak on down. just to see ya," she adds quietly. davey smiles down at her. "i'll talk to spot for ya."

"will she change her mind?"

"she never does, not about important things. sorry, love." davey looks down. she stops at the edge of the bridge. "good luck on your strike."

[make-friends-with-the-rats]

No I don't think you understand how much I love them

[racetrackmybeloved]

obviously these boys are dancers but they are SUCH DANCERS MAN. like does any normal person actually kneel like this i love them.

like LOOK at finch in the top right corner and that freaking 90 degree angle. it is SO unnatural do it do it now. i tried and my hip crunched like bubble wrap

[frogmanfae]

I don't talk about Elmer Kasprzak nearly enough on here when my keyboard literally auto suggests his name as the next words whenever I type "I love"

[meiloorunsmoothie]

i have had the full range of jeremy (give or take a few) today, and i am living for it