#Blink newsies

[highfalutin-son-of-a-gun]

You’ve heard of Elf on the Shelf, now get ready for..

[wekiaam]

Exploring background manhattan newsie looks!! I want to give them all a cohesive colour scheme and all slightly different outfits, also more variety in ages, lengths and nationalities. Also they're just so fun to draw

[mushiimune]

blink doodle for today :-D

y'know looking back at my old newsies art I can't believe I really thought I could draw people 😭 but I had a lotta fun with this! i enjoy revisiting that old neutral pallette every once in a while.

also Blink would LOVE P!ATD no iM NOT PROJECTING!!!!!!

[metallicmikus]

NEWSIESTOBER DAY 2!!!!

Prompt: Ouija Board

i decided to take the board out of it cuzzzzz i came up with a cool idea with Blink!!!

prompts by @newsiestober2024

[extra-sketch]

Crutchy, mush, and Blink

[thatoneandlonelyemo2005]

You know when Mush says "Met this girl last night" and Blink talking about the "Saturday night with the mayor's daughter"

They are just hiding their gayness, trust

[newsiesautismfrfr]

I’m an unapologetic Kid blink x Jack Kelly shipper and I would like everyone to know that I have decided today that their ship name is now BlindCowboy

[spot-conlons-pimp-cane]

Kid Blink is so cute Istg!!!

(I get you, Mush, I would want him too)

[kid-blinks-eyepatch]

Newsies as things said at band camp

Crutchie: guys pls- Jack & Race, fighting over a 5$ megaphone: You don’t understand we need to go into the bathroom and shout “hey swifty” into it

———

Blink, attempting to read his music: shit what’s that a D? Race, without looking up: Oh i love getting Ds

———

Mush, eating pringles: Hey Blink you should fight Oscar

Blink: i would but Medda would break it up-

Albert: what if we all link arms and form a circle around you and him? that way medda can’t get to you to break it up?

Swifty, Bumlets, Race, and Finch: *w h e e z e* ———

Race, poking the doorstop: Wall boob!

Spot: what?😭

Race, points above Smalls’ head: another one!

Smalls: oh cmon the walls get boobs and i don’t?

———

Davey: i feel like Blink has beef with almost everyone

Blink: No i d- *thinking* -okay maybe

———

Race: *pointing towards Morris* oh it’s my hubby!

Morris: *starts running*

Race: OH MY GOD HE’S LIKE A BOWLING BALL

Skittery, Finch, Crutchie, Sniper, Les, Jack: *crying laughing* ———

Albert: *comes back from the bathroom*

Race: what’s wrong?

Finch: *sippin a juice box*

Albert: so Oscar was in there and he’s got his short tucked in in the front

Graves: okay?

Albert: and he goes “i gotta piss”

Finch: *big sip of juice*

Albert: AND STARTS WALKING TOWARDS ME😭

Finch: *now has juice all over himself from laughing* ———

York: oh my god i get my first tattoo in two weeks im so excited guys

Spot: what are you getting

York: some birds on my ribs as like a memorial thing

Graves; isn’t that gonna hurt?

York: yeah probably bur i have a high pain tolerance

York: and dont call me emo for this but i kinda likw the pain

Bart: you’re so fucking emo 😭

York: iM nOt

Graves: you’re literally in all black

York: shut up😭

———

[automaticphagic]

blush brainrot is here and in full effect

pic without shading under cut

i just think they should kiss 🤷‍♂️

[doththymayo]

Jack: Me and Davey will take Brooklyn.

Davey: Me? No!

Blink: He's right. You're both too valuable to risk. It should be someone expendable.

Blink: Like Racetrack.

Racetrack: WHAT?!

[ethereal-bumble-bee]

drawing idea: 92sies spot showing kid blink how to shoot a slingshot and telling him to close his (left or right) eye (whichever one’s not covered) and kid blink just dead stares him until he gets it

Note: I am definitely not artistically gifted (lmao), so I wrote a quick oneshot instead of drawing this, because this is a really funny idea and I needed to write it. Hope you enjoy!!!

    “Ok, so line it up, take a deep breath, and… damn it, missed again.”

Kid Blink sighed in disdain as his arms dropped to his sides, glaring from the slingshot in his hand to the still-standing beer bottle a few feet in front of him. They’d been at it for hours now, at least, Spot unhelpfully instructing him on how to shoot the damned contraption and Blink missing the empty bottle every single time.

The shorter boy next to Blink groaned, pressing a hand to his temple. “Come on. It ain’t that hard, Blink. What about ‘look at the target and shoot’ is so hard for you to understand?”

“Gimme a minute, asshole,” Blink snapped. “I’ve almost got it, it’s just— how do you even aim this thing anyways? It’s impossible.”

Spot rolled his eyes before snatching the slingshot out of the other newsie’s hands, grabbing a pebble off the ground at their feet and loading up the ammo. “Fine. Watch an’ learn.”

With a quick motion, Spot pulled the string back, closing his right eye and screwing his face in concentration, letting the pebble go in a swift motion and watching with a satisfied smirk as it hit the bottle with a clink, knocking it over onto the ground. Blink tried to hide his annoyance as Spot turned back to him, raising an eyebrow.

“See? It’s easy— just close your right eye, concentrate, and shoot.”

For a moment, Blink didn’t quite see the issue, but as Spot handed him back the slingshot, the ridiculousness of that instruction hit him like a truck. “Conlon,” he started, but Spot cut him off as he set up the target once more.

“Now quit your whinin’ and try again, got it? We ain’t leavin’ until you knock over that bottle.”

“Conlon,” Blink tried again, but the younger kid was already waiting expectantly, tapping his foot as if every second Blink delayed was an agonizing inconvenience to him. Sighing, but seeing the perfect opportunity to annoy the other, Blink closed his good eye, loading up a pebble and blindly shooting.

The next thing he heard was an angry “Ow!” from Spot, and he opened his eye just as the other grabbed him by the collar.

“The hell was that for, Kid?” Spot growled. “Lookin’ for a soakin’?”

“It’s not my fault,” Blink protested, unable to help the cheeky grin that spread across his face. “I can’t see anythin’ with my eye closed.”

Spot blinked once, then stepped back, turning red as he realized.

“… Oh.”

[chaosfairy18]

Newsiestober Day 15 : Possessed

It is still the 15th for another 2 minutes where I am it's *fine*. I am pretty ill so this is later and with less details and everything. at least partly inspired by @thatoneandlonelyemo2005's writing for ouija board and possessed where Blink gets well possessed as well as @metallicmikus' drawing for Ouija Board prompt

prompt list by @newsiestober2024

[newsiesficchallenges]

Day Four of Saturday Nights Are For!

Happy Day Four! In celebration, here’s your moderator’s favorite Blush headcanon!

Blink was obsessed with Mush when they first met. If you’re scared of girls that stalk people on Instagram, you better be running at the sight of Kid Blink. He would stalk Mush around the streets of New York, just trailing after him and ducking when he turned. Mush never knew.

(Literally everyone else did.)

[sparkedblaze]

b = bed; what’s the sleeping situation like? are there regular sleeping arrangements - does anyone like to sleep alone?

c = comfort; when someone’s feeling down, how do the rest look after them?

d = dates; what do dates look like? who usually plans them, or are is it a group affair?

k = knowing; who can read their partners like a book? is there anyone who’s got their walls up, even around their partners?

n = nights; what’s the nighttime routine like when they’re all together?

pink flowerpatch pls <3

Pink Flowerpatch beloved 💕

b = bed; what’s the sleeping situation like? are there regular sleeping arrangements - does anyone like to sleep alone?

This one’s probably the easiest. Morris usually sleeps in the middle, because that’s how he feels safest, and he’s small enough that Mush and Blink can just wrap their arms all the way around Morris and can still pretty comfortably hold the other. The only time this ever changes if Mush or Blink are having an extremely bad day. And, if that happens, Morris ends up on top of that person, and the other has his arms wrapped around them both.

c = comfort; when someone’s feeling down, how do the rest look after them?

Morris: When Morris is feeling down, the other two will wrap him in a blanket and hold him and cuddle up to watch his favorite movies. Mush: Mush is easy to comfort when he’s upset. Blink will make some food for the three of them, and Morris will crawl into his lap and hug him and hold him tightly and kiss him until Blink can join them on the couch with food. Blink: Blink is a little harder to cheer up. He likes to close up when he’s upset. He likes to lock himself away. Mush and Morris let him sit alone for maybe fifteen minutes, just to let his emotions de-escalate. I feel like Blink is the kind of person to, when in a super emotional state, say things he doesn’t mean to get people away from him. The kind to push people away so he doesn’t burden them with his problems. When they feel he’s calm enough, they join him in the bed and cuddle with him and tell him how much they love him, and they coax him out to the couch and cuddle him there (the change of scene usually helps blink get out of his head)

d = dates; what do dates look like? who usually plans them, or are is it a group affair?

I think they all plan dates. Occasionally they all plan it together, but more often than not, it goes something like this: 1: I wanna go on a date, we should go on a date. Clear your calendars for X day. 2: Okay 3: How should we dress? What were you thinking? 1: Details tbd.

And like the next day, they go to the others and tell them what the plan is, and they go from there.

k = knowing; who can read their partners like a book? is there anyone who’s got their walls up, even around their partners?

Instantly? Mush. Can read his partners like a book. Can read his partners so fucking easily it’s honestly terrifying. No one expects Morris to be in tune with Mush and Blink’s emotions. Like, Mush starts feeling upset, and Morris has a fucking spidey sense for it. Will come running from the other room like “Mushy are you okay? What happened?” Blink knows when something is wrong, but doesn't always know what it is

n = nights; what’s the nighttime routine like when they’re all together? Morris: Morris is always the first to get tired, usually ends up dozing off on the couch, and the other two take turns carrying him to bed (he honestly pretends to fall asleep sometimes because he knows that they’ll carry him). Morris has to brush his teeth as soon as they finish supper, because if he doesn’t, he won’t brush his teeth. Mush: Mush has an extensive skincare routine that he does every single night. After he does his skincare routine, the three of them cuddle on the couch with calming teas (or hot chocolate), and watch movies. He showers twice a day, once when he wakes up, and one when he gets home from work. He also makes sure the stove is turned off. Because they’ve had too many close calls with Blink leaving the stove on. Blink: Blink doesn’t have a set routine. He is chaos incarnate. He has to constantly be reminded to even change his clothes after work. Mush won’t let him in the bed without showering. He does two thing consistently: 1. Clean his bad eye, under his patch and everything, making sure it’s good and clean and not infected 2. He checks the locks on everything. He makes sure every single door and window is locked at least twice before he’s satisfied.

[emmedoesntdomath]

Okay okay okay

From Spain without the ‘A’

Tommy Boy

THAT SPIN HE DOES IN LIVESIES KILLS ME DEAD

anyways. tommy boy.

for starters, know that if this man was living in the modern age, he would be both a frat boy and a gym rat, and be proud of it. even as it is, he spends roughly twenty minutes fixing his hair (because “it needs to look right, blink, god”) just to shove it under his newsboy cap approximately thirty seconds later without a care.

his shirts technically had sleeves at one point, and he does have one (and I mean just one) shirt with sleeves for the winter, but if he’s wearing a shirt with sleeves, you can’t see his muscles. and if you can’t see his muscles, then what’s the point? don’t even get me started on the flexing. oh, dear god, the flexing.

give him a mirror and he WILL stand in front of it for hours (“do I look better like this? or like this?” “damn, look at that hair. imma get all the girls tonight, baby.” “no, wait, wait, the guys from brooklyn are comin’ atcha, yeah? then BAM- muscles! oh, oh, comin’ in over there! BAM! BAM!”). and don’t you dare insult him. no, no, no, he is beauty, he is grace, and he’s going to punch you in the face.

he also happens to be one of the only straight newsies (don’t ask me who the other one is, I’d have to think about it for a hot sec). he’s trans, and will IMMEDIATELY follow up that statement with a joke about how his biceps still look better than yours, so you could suck it. and if you insult his friends for anything (especially crutchie. NEVER insult crutchie), you’d better run, because as much as he talks about them, those muscles aren’t just for show.

also, he cries while watching sad dog movies.