FIGHT CHAPTER IS OUT YEAHHHHHHH

“David was infatuated by Medda he isn’t ga-“

GOD FORBID a gay man knows when there’s good drag

i love you sarah jacobs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

there are so many missing pieces of Katherine I can't stop thinking about.

Katherine who learned journalism through her father's eyes. Thought it could never be hers, could never be anything but money until she tries it and suddenly, for the first time, Katherine Pulitzer finds power of her own.

Katherine who meets a spitfire boy on the street, all elbows and flirty words and she hates him. But then there he is again, believing in something when he has nothing. She didn't know that was possible. She interviews him and no boy until this one has ever treated her like she was real.

Katherine going home late after the strike breakers, legs tired from running. She goes home and eats dinner with her father, only he isn't her father anymore; he's an abuser who sent police to beat children. When he meets her eyes she shivers and she sleeps with the knowledge her home can't be that anymore.

Katherine who makes a story and a plan, hair a mess and ink stains on her fingers. Who doesn't sleep because every time she closes her eyes she watches her reality crumble apart, revealing a world she wishes she knew sooner.

Katherine who finds Jack on a rooftop and begs him to care about more than money because in her world money has always come before people. But Jack is different and runs because of fear Katherine never knew existed. She learns it for him. Learns it because this awful mix of terror and anger is so much better than the emotionless world she was raised in.

Katherine who falls in love with Jack's heart and mind long before his looks. Katherine who falls in love with Jack because around him she's human and the world is alive.

A little mar-bit jatherine at the behest of @sondheim-girly

random modern newsies head cannons (with absolutely no evidence or reason) pt. 2

more bc i can!!

Race:

The most aggressive, reckless driver, but is dangerously good at it. Will cut across multiple lanes but has never even scratched a car.

Lied to everyone in his first week of college about his entire life (different lie per person) just for fun. He finally started telling the truth but nobody believes him.

Started a school poker club and promptly got kicked out of it for betting too much, and then winning it every time. (He just wanted a way to make money. The school did not like that).

STEM major. His work is impossible but he never complains about it. Also a dancer (not my hc). He complains about that a lot.

Has worked almost every retail job under the sun. Also complains about that.

Carries around cigarettes for the vibe but rarely smokes them. Just in case anyone else wants one. Has made friends with many random people this way.

Spot:

Brooklyn baby. Cannot drive. Is terrified of it but, when Race tried to teach him, he yelled at everyone and blamed other people for what was definitely his fault. Refuses to admit that.

Played football but seriously injured his knee (explanation for the cane) but doesn't talk about it much. Always comes up with a new reason for the injury that is entirely ridiculous, but since he delivers it with a straight face everybody believes him.

Absolutely no rhythm. Never goes to parties, even though he is in a fraternity (a very chill one, thank you very much). If he's ever at a party, it's because he's a sober contact, and he is the most unsympathetic person when it comes to taking care of drunk people unless it's Race.

Insists on sitting alone in the back of the lecture hall, even if he has friends in his class.

Crutchie:

Also an incredibly reckless driver but HAS gotten into accidents before. (Only twice, both times because he was racing a friend on the highway. Never serious but always stupid).

Very fidgety and usually making noises under his breath/drumming on shit. Drives everybody around him crazy.

The kind of guy to argue with a professor in a lecture, but only when he's sure he's right (which is always).

So many illegal things in his dorm: candles, toaster, air fryer, multiple animals.

Double majoring in a STEM and humanities field, always references one when in classes for the other and confuses everybody, but he sees a connection between them.

I like the idea that he goes to the gym with Albert a lot. (U wld never catch me taking away his disability so in my head he loveeees to bench and is so buff).

Albert:

(a lot of driving hcs. i wrote this in a car). gets so violently carsick. everyone thought he was saying that so he could ride shotgun; they made him ride in the back once and he made them pull over after ten minutes cause he almost hurled. safe to say he is now always shotgun and always playing the worst music.

Played too many sports, got too many concussions, and now is a crazy gym bro.

Peanut allergy. Would rather die than admit this. Has almost died because he forgets to tell servers at restaurants.

Finch:

his shoes are never tied. he never trips over them and refuses to tie them.

has a million weird, artsy minors that sound and should be fake.

floor sitter. is never in a chair.

JoJo:

his shoes are also never tied. he ALWAYS trips over them.

drank coffee, had a panic attack, thought it was a heart attack, and spent an hour in the ER.

also had the same reaction when trying weed for the first time.

Mush:

RIPPING up the dance floor at a party, fully sober too

Everybody's favorite frat bro; super great energy and incredibly respectful

Volunteers at local elementary schools; talks to young children like they're frat bros too.

Blink:

Dorm recluse. His suite mates have called Mush many times just to check that he's still alive in there.

Has no license and hates public transit, so he walks literally everywhere.

right now it’s just me and the fic i write in my head to fall asleep against the world

Jack and Davey, Senior year of high school.

So, @pigeonwit and I have had a LOT of discussions about alternative/punk javey and I have NOT stopped thinking about the concept so I had to do a little art for it. And I’m pretty sure there’s gonna be more following on from this lmao. I’m bad with writing so I’m not gonna go into detail, but essentially Davey had always been drawn to punk/alternative culture, but was convinced that he wouldn’t suit it or fit in so he never got involved. Enter Jack Kelly, resident school punk who manages to persuade Davey that he can wear what he wants, as well as stand up for himself and what he believes in. Whatever could happen???

This AU is very far from canon so I’m a little nervous but I hope it still reflects them.

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!

i am always seven steps ahead… (i am writing multiple fics in my head at once instead of finishing the one i have half-uploaded to ao3)

jack and crutchie in uksies <3