Jack Seems Like He's Either:

Messenger Boy; Blue Button Baby

Shameless plug for the Outsider's fic I just wrote, centered on Two-Bit's perspective on getting jumped.

I wanted to explore his feelings about being injured by a girl (grappling with his own judgements of femininity and also his sister, who has always wanted to be 'pretty' like a Soc girl), his shame around being used as a message, and his fear for his family.

I've always loved the complexity of Two-Bit having a loving family, and his getting jumped is a detail I'm so glad got added into the musical.

There is also incredibly vague Marbit if that's ur thing.

Anyways, check it out if you're interested!

Y'ALL WE GOT ONE!!

So excited to cry over this, thank you for sharing :')

newsies hadestown au with David as Orpheus and Jack as Eurydice

David working on a song (Always the mouthpiece, the poet, but until he meets Jack he cannot put those words into action, and until he loses Jack he can’t find the power to voice them on his own)

Jack giving in to death (Jack scabbing, he sees David’s dream but can’t deliver on his end for one reason or another)

Davey going to drag Jack out of hell (He sees the dark place Jack are in and offers him hope, this is literally the watch what happens reprise)

Davey leading Jack out of the underworld because he loves him, so much, too much, and he has to look back because a world where Jack isn’t with him isn’t one he ever wants (Davey trying to lead the strike without Jack, unwilling to speak without Jack’s words)

Jack following, content with nothing but the trail Davey leads (literally the entire movie)

Like has anyone written this and if so gimme gimme. The parallels are insane and I'm yearning for it.

i sit down to write and suddenly i am the most distracted human alive. the chair is uncomfortable. my coffee is too hot. my playlist isn't quite the vibe. i need to research what victorian houses smelled like in 1872 for exactly 45 minutes even though my story takes place in space. and yet the moment i'm trying to fall asleep? every single sentence i've ever needed just lines up perfectly in my brain like some kind of creative parade i'll never get back.

YESSS i love it so much mmmm redfinch AND sprace

everything sucks (i've read the whole redfinch tag on ao3)

You should draw Spot and Race winning something big at the races and impulsively kissing eachother (how to draw impulsively. I don’t know. I’m a writer, but I think it would be cute and your really good art would make it even cuter) oh and 92sies

remember kids!! both gambling and homosexuality are illegal!

professor banned technology in the classroom because it was a distraction? jokes on you i'm staring at the wall and writing fanfic in my head

somebody else said this first (@make-friends-with-the-rats) but im thinking about race’s character being split across him and albert in the stage version.

but i think that explains so much about the twinkification of race (which so many people have so eloquently critiqued). all his anger and traditional masculinity is placed into albert, who’s only identifier in the script is ‘tough guy’. (again, somebody posted these character descriptions but unfortunately I can’t find that either, pls correct me if i’m wrong about this).

I love Albert and Race and their stage dynamic (particularly in livesies with sky and ben) so i’m not upset about this choice, but I do think it explains a lot of what bugs me about fandom interpretation of Race.

anyways, maybe that’s why i’m such a ralbert truther, because it brings these seperate halves back together. who knows.

working on a redfinch fic where albert skateboards and he meets finch by fucking running directly into him by accident

this is somewhat strange but I built a lot of the newsies in the sims and I had to download a separate mod because sim albert kept getting expelled and I couldn't keep him in school

deeply in character I fear

i will never shut up abt this fic. pls read it if you haven’t.

A New World Is Gunning For You Chapter 13: New York Torch Song

If you see any inconsistencies or whatever in this, no you don’t! I didn’t rush the editing process, what are you talking about???

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He groans aloud when he hears lockpicks in the door. Great, so he’s doing this again. Race hopes this one goes quick and they let him sleep afterwards.

He’s not expecting it to be Spot Conlon who opens the door when the lock clicks.

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Or, the gang rallies to mount a rescue mission for Race! Read the chapter here!