#92sies imagine

[make-friends-with-the-rats]

JOSEPH PULITZER WAS BORN ON APRIL 10TH???

THE SAME DAY NEWSIES (1992) CAME OUT???

[newsiesimagines]

Newsies Imagines #51

[ftm-megamind]

my favorite thing to imagine is david jacobs in romantic situations. because he either hits on jack with a) infodumping b) straight up an insult c) a compliment that's so specific that it's perceived as unnerving by a typical person. and somehow jack still falls for him. not that i think jack is good at flirting. have you seen him in 92sies when interacting with sarah. he's so silly shy blushy. so whenever he receives a weird flirtation from david he also gets all silly shy blushy but even more

[racetrackmybeloved]

ok but imagine: if jeremy jordan had done the 92sies dance break in livesies santa fe

you're welcome (im sorry)

[highfalutin-son-of-a-gun]

if you’re ever feeling sad

just imagine the newsies having a nerf gun fight

:3

[thatoneandlonelyemo2005]

Which of the newsies would be into Chappell Roan

And if I say all of them-who will stop me

[racetracks-fvckin-chair]

Disney should make an animated series about Newsies.

[chaosfairy18]

Somehow my mind is just on Spot Conlon with rabbits/bunnies rn

No matter how annoyed he is, someone hands him a bunny and he will just stroke it like an evil supervillain but will also calm down

He also lets the rabbits vibe-check people so if the rabbit bites you beware

Yes Race does know how to abuse the fact that bunnies calm an annoyed or angry Spot down

[butmemostly]

there are several reasons as to why i prefer movie!spot but probably the biggest factor is that a relatively unassuming lanky looking white 14-16 y/o filled with bloodlust is so much scarier to me than mister buff guy who just kind of stands there. you expect this short stacked guy to be scary and beat the shit out of you but nothing is scarier than a teenager who can immediately clock all your personal weaknesses/insecurities and use them for evil

[nyx-thedragon]

newsies characters in these outfits. is this anything?

[metaphorically-saltire]

*drops jack + crutchie and flees*

doodling my fav bruddas of new yoik city :) will expand on why i love em if prompted <33 but prob tmrw cos its like 12 rn

[make-friends-with-the-rats]

Happy Birthday Mayer Jacobs :)

[newsiesimagines]

Newsies Imagines #50

[rasbburr]

david jacobs is a big dog person. jack kelly is an even bigger cat person. they had always "jokingly" bickered about which was better, but it never became an actual issue until they moved in together and realized they wanted to get a pet

neither side of the relationship Hates the other animal, they're just too damn stubborn for their own good sometimes. so of course this is an issue just immediately. they never directly argue about it, but it's there. they're doing something at home, say just sitting down and watching a movie together, and jack would randomly pipe up like "this is nice and all, but y'know what'd make it even better?" and vice versa. it's a back and forth process until finally after like 2 months and a whole powerpoint presentation, david finally relents and lets jack get this stupid cat.

they get the cat. Jack is ecstatic. he names it something really dumb, like a reference to an old western movie or something. things are cool. until he slowly starts to realize this cat doesn't go up to him that much. he's like okay that's fine i mean we just got this cat it'll warm up eventually. but he soon he learns that, no this cat warmed up. Just to the wrong person. this cat is absolutely in love with david and always hangs around him and sits in his lap and lays on his side of the bed and is always demanding him for attention. all the work to get this cat and it doesn't even favor jack. jack is heartbroken

[kellyscowboy]

꒰✧ᯇ✦꒱ REFLECTION OF DECEPTION

ᯇ summary ! ✦ jack kelly's mirror lies to him, and david jacobs would rather take a lifetime of bad luck than let the mirrors continue with their deceitful schemes �� warnings ! ✦ lowkey just angsty, uhh i mean not too angsty ig but i think you get the idea, a single cuss word lol ᯇ vienna's thoughts ! ✦ sorry this is lowkey so short! i thought it was gonna be a lot longer but it didn't turn out that way. reblogs & notes are greatly appreciated♡. also its 1 am & this was only edited once so if it doesn't make sense just pretend it isnt here. also!! this is very different from what i usually write so bear with me 823 WORDS © 2023 , 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐲𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐰𝐛𝐨𝐲

Jack Kelly was a sculpture, a gift sent from the gods. He was just as much a piece of art as he was an artist. From his calloused hands used in only the softest of ways, to the way his eyes spoke every truth of his soul. There had never been such a human to walk the earth, David Jacobs was sure of that.

David could talk about the abstract creation that was Jack Kelly until his heart stopped. About how Jack Kelly was the design of Aphrodite and Apollo, and how he would worship him as the people of Greece had worshiped his creators.

For Aphrodite blessed him love, with beauty. She pressed the dimples into his cheeks and painted the freckles on his face—the ones that only appeared when the sun shone. His laugh, that could send anyone within a twelve-mile radius into an early grave, was all her doing. Aphrodite had spent days, if not weeks (hell, Dave could argue it took years) perfecting him.

Apollo had blessed him with the sun. For his smile, the toothy smile that was so wide it could make someones jaw hurt just from seeing it, radiated more warmth than a hot New York day. And Apollo blessed him with light, for his eyes shone brighter than the brightest star. His artistic gifts had also been hand-curated by Apollo, an ability unique to Jack. Because there was nothing that anyone else could create that could compete with his works.

Jack Kelly put every bit of his being into his art. Every single stroke of paint held a little bit of his soul. His rough hands would glide over dried paint, and everything he possessed would leak into his canvases. Every line his calloused fingers traced stole its first breath from his fingertips.

He knew of beauty. He knew that beauty was everything. Beauty was a young mother holding her terrified sons' hand and pretending she wasn't just as scared as him. Beauty took form in the way of brotherhood, and beauty was ten thousand fists—ones of different background and beliefs—angrily thrown into the air.

Each and everything that blessed Jack's eyes was art. There, however, was one exception. And it was quite possibly the best piece of art in existence. Himself.

Apate, mistress of deceit, had stolen the creation of Jack Kelly just before he had been sent to bless the Earth. Though she could not undo the work of another deity, she could curse him to a life of falsity. She could change his story from one of art and blessing to one of tragedy. And she did. She took a film of insecurity and deception, and gently pressed it atop his eyes. Then, as an extra fuck you, she manipulated mirrors to whisper heinous lies to him for the rest of his life.

And the story of his creation turned from a story to a tragedy. For Jack had been blessed with the beauty, skills, and warmth of the gods; but he would never be able to admire the piece of art that changed David Jacobs' life. Himself.

While Jack Kelly had changed his life, David Jacobs had changed the other boys' fate.

"Davey," Apate—in an attempt to keep Jack Kelly's story one of tragedy—whispered to him from the clouds, "Be wary, for mirrors shall be your downfall. And with every mirror that you break, you shall be punished with seven years of badgering luck."

But Aphrodite's voice spoke to him loudly and with confidence. "It is untrue that mirrors shall be your downfall, for your story is one of great love. You will love greater than I have loved, and it will be your downfall. But for every love you love, and for every reflection shattered, you shall fix the broken. Do not be wary, for your fate is written in the stars."

And so it was told.

Jack Kelly had been stolen by the goddess of deceit and was misled by his reflection. And while David Jacobs had been the product of Athena and Momus, their tales had been curated by Zeus. Zeus, god of fate, wrote their story into the stars so that David Jacobs may save Jack Kelly from the fate that was himself.

They had been destined to save each other since the stars had been formed. While Jack Kelly drowned in the deception of his reflection, David pulled him out and broke every mirror that dared whisper into his lovers' ear.

Jack Kelly had been made to be a tragedy, an artist who would never be able find the art within himself. But David Jacobs had been made to save him. For David Jacobs' love was his downfall, and his lifetime of bad luck meant nothing when he got to feel Jack Kelly's lips against his own.

And so true was it, that the story in the stars had been their fate.

[emmedoesntdomath]

Okay so I’ve seen the Delanceys

What about

My fave redhead hothead

Albert DaSilva🥰

albertttttttttt

so in uksies and livesies (maybeeee 92sies? I don’t know, I don’t really remember any specific moment), albert can be identified as the guy who’s just as loud as race, but who’s not race (yes, this was how I first picked him out while watching livesies a couple years ago, you can yell at me). and this makes sense, right? they’re best friends, both have a lot of swagger and cockiness to go around. but, as I’ve said previously, I’m a big fan of the one-sided ralbert and redfinch. so here’s my theory:

race and albert are best friends, for sure, but it’s very clear that race can and will be best friends with everyone who wants to be. and albert? well, albert is a jealous, hotheaded little shit (affectionate), and has never been the biggest fan of this. his solution? be as loud as possible so that race’s attention never leaves him. and- in his kind-of defense- it works sometimes.

but eventually, after a couple years, race moves on from just being friends with everyone to having his heart set on a specific someone (hint: it’s not albert). enter stage left, spot conlon, king of brooklyn. suddenly, race doesn’t care about how loud albert is, or his jokes, or his muscles. no, he wants to go to sheepshead more and more to maybe see the one person who could literally destroy him (and, subsequently, manhattan). and this? this? this destroys albert.

this leads into redfinch (after a lot of work on finch’s part, because albert fell in love with his best friend who didn’t love him back, and that shit hurt), and- don’t get me wrong- albert LOVES finch, and would never, ever want to leave him. their love is a lot more mature, a lot healthier than previous. but race was his first love, and well. habits are as habits always have been. so if you ever see a small, half-sad smile on his face after he throws an arm around race’s shoulders, or yells something back just as loud, there’s your reason why.