#Bumlets is just chilling

[chaosfairy18]

Medda had never planned to have children. It wasn't something meant for the life of a performer, especially one with - now - her own theatre. She had more than enough work every day without a man to tell her what to do and trying to get the finances 'in order' and tell her to look after the kids.

No, she'd never wanted that for herself, she'd wanted to be on her own feet, having her own place and deciding herself what she would put on stage.

She'd gotten all that and, somehow, a few dozen kids not related to her by blood as well.

It was always a surprise which newsie she'd find somewhere in the theatre, either backstage warming up, relaxing or causing some mischief, or up in the balcony or in the front rows listening. Sometimes even in the back rows looking painfully in love with whoever they came in with.

Everyone had different things they liked to do in the theatre, and Medda kept her doors open for every newsie as long as they didn't cause too much of a ruckus.

She'd already seen Pie Eater talking to Toby (the Candy Butcher), and she'd known since the rally, when Toby had been devestated that Pie had been taken to court even if he'd tried to pull him away from the cops, that they were friends. Relatives over a few corners, both ending up in the same area of New York and excited to have someone familiar she'd found them talking a lot since, glad that the quiet newsie had an adult that was kind to him.

Of course that couldn't be the last newsie she found somewhere in the back, but she was still surprised to find Sarah Jacobs with a bowler hat and bowtie twirling around Snoddy who had a feather boa around his neck and a crown in his hair as they were both laughing like little children. Swifty was also there, looking through the accessories where they'd obviously taken out a few for their dance already, and if she didn't know him she'd be concerned that one or two things wouldn't end up back in her belongings after he was done.

She still said: "I want to see all of these things back where you got them from, Vincent.", in a soft scolding tone, knowing he wouldn't take anything from her.

"Of course, Miss Medda. Not like Bumlets would let me steal anything under his watch." Swifty nodded to the wall where Medda hadn't yet noticed Bumlets, sitting on a blanket with Skittery, the latter writing something down in a little journal, looking focused.

"I hope we're not disrupting anything, Miss Medda.", the spanish boy, always the polite one, said, apparently content with just watching his friends and being close to Skittery.

She waved him off. "You never are, honey. And Sarah, I'm glad to see you here too, even if I'd say a blue bow would fit you better than this red one." She got one from the crate Swifty had open in front of him and swapped the one Sarah had with this. "This is more your colour, my dear."

Sarah thanked her and then she and Snoddy went back to learning some dance steps with the 'wrong' roles, seeming to find it hilarious. Swifty had meanwhile put on one of the big sunhats she had stored on mannequin heads or in hat boxes so they didn't get squished, looking at himself in the mirror with an amazed expression.

"You, on the other hand, suit red very well, Vincent." She smiled and pat his cheek as he bashfully put down the hat again.

"Just wanted ta see how heavy them hats are."

She nodded but felt that wasn't entirely the truth. "No shame in trying things on you find interesting, Elliot seems to be having fun too."

Sarah was just trying to help Snoddy put the crown back in his hair after it had fallen off, both seeming content in what they wore.

"I know.", Swifty just said quietly, but he didn't put anything other on. Maybe he would do so another time, it wasn't like most of the props were used every day or even once in a month.

She wished the boys and Sarah a good fun, telling Bumlets that he could always get some sweets from Toby if he wanted any for himself or the littles and then went near the stage, looking out at the room. Racetrack and Mush sat in the front rows, clearly enjoying every second of the show, while she could spot Spot Conlon in one of the balconies, cane over his knees and all alone on his high shelf, at least until Racetrack would inevitably run up in a few minutes to tell him what Mariah on stage had just singing - she knew wonderful operas in Italian and had a number of great vaudeville songs as well, and she knew Race loved to hear them, as well as Itey and Dutchy - even if the latter didn't understand the language, he loved hearing as many different ones as he could.

Jack and David were probably somewhere on another balcony, just so they wouldn't disturb anyone while whispering about cowboys or what David had learnt in school, but she couldn't see them from here, so she went farther back to see if there were people she could help for the next shows.

There was just Claira, being helped into her costume by Pie Eater, Claira thanking him a lot as he was done. "Oh Medda! It was awful, I couldn't get in the last bits, something got stuck! I'm glad Toby's friend was here, I have to be out in a minute.", she'd said and Medda had thanked Pie for being such a gentleman, just receiving a small smile and a nod.

Finally ending her round around the theatre she did finally spot Jack and David sitting close on a balcony whispering, as well as Specs and Dutchy having just arrived to sit in the back.

It was a constant influx of working boys, but she found she didn't mind it one bit, even if she'd never expected to become a mother, be it in blood or by motherly feelings alone.

Duane Street December, Day 3: Irving Hall/Medda's Theatre

[emmedoesntdomath]

What do you think Bumlets and Skittery would do for going on a ✨date✨

HI OKAY I’M SORRY THIS IS THE THIRD TIME I’VE TRIED TO MAKE THIS POST SO

okokok- I’m going to assume that we’re talking about a date in a more modern setting, because I don’t know how extravagant their dates could be in 1899, when it was quite literally illegal to be gay.

first thing you should know; bumlets is not allowed to plan the dates. he’s not allowed to pick the place, the activity, time, any of it. skittery says it’s because he likes planning them, likes surprising him with the dates, but it’s really because the one time he was allowed to, he took them to a club and they ended up in jail (something about arson and aggravated assault- but who has a clean rap sheet anyways?)

it’s not like skittery’s bad at planning their dates. he’s actually really good at it. he remembers the little things (again, he pretends he doesn’t care. he is shockingly bad at not caring), adds subtle details no one else would immediately notice, and michael’s heart always MELTS.

also, i refuse to apologize for continually calling bumlets the name I decided was his. sorry not sorry. (and hey, at least I’m still saying skittery. even if it is for my own hc reasons. still.)

they’re both pretty low-key people, so their dates are normally reasonably chill (besides the jail thing, but they don’t talk about that). bowling, picnics, movie nights.

once, skittery decided they were going to the library for a study date. he didn’t actually have to study (he decided to not go to college, and apprenticed a mechanic in a garage instead), but bumlets had an important calculus exam. and here’s the thing. english isn’t his first language, right? his parents were both immigrants (this is more or less canon for most newsies, and I’m carrying it to the modern setting), and neither of them got the chance at a higher education. that’s a lot of pressure.

you might be thinking, but emme, it’s math. what does his language matter?

everything. it’s really hard to learn concepts in your native tongue, let alone your second language. you’re applying things to ideas with words that you didn’t even know existed. how easy is that to understand? how could that ever be easy to understand? it’s not like it gets easier over time, either, when new things are constantly being shoved in your face.

also, math is hard. (@sparkedblaze)

and skittery knows this. he might not understand, per se, but he knows that his boyfriend’s struggling a bit, and stressed, and if he’s stressed, then what’s skittery supposed to do? not be stressed??

(life feels very wrong to him when michael herrera is stressed and annoyed. and by wrong, I mean skittery’s a little terrified.)

so skittery does what any good boyfriend would do. he brings bumlets to the library, brings his favorite snacks. then, he pulls out definitions. he had race explain most of the harder concepts to him in the easiest possible terms, and then he hand-wrote them out again. in spanish. using specifically the terms and phrases he knew bumlets would understand the best. they’re far from perfect, with countless spelling and grammar errors, but bumlets is just sitting there, mouth open, in utter shock, because these things clearly took HOURS. and skittery’s sitting across from him, eyes firmly glued to his book, knee bouncing, muttering about how he knew he was stressed.

it wasn’t an expensive gift, or a dinner at a fancy restaurant. but it was thought-out, and a lot of effort. he could have just printed out definitions and notes in spanish and handed them to bumlets, but he didn’t (partially because he didn’t think of that until he was halfway done, but michael doesn’t need to know that bit). instead, he spent hours writing on notecards with his neatest handwriting.

tis the little things, y’all.

[kisafavi-17]

Jack:

- football star

- quarterback

- friends with newsies in middle school

- HELLA TALL

- openly bisexual

- he/him

- seems scary but is really nice

- had a small fling with sarah

- RED BULLLL

- average student

- creator of blog

- junior in high school

- just turned 17 in february

- teachers love him

- massive flirt

- loves horror movies and will put them on to have background noise

- HIS REAL NAME IS JACKSON BUT CALL HIM THAT AND HE WILL END YOU

- lives with medda

David:

- straight A+

- honor roll gate kid

- taking 5 AP classes

- gay and on the ace spectrum

- major social anxiety

- new kid

- met jack first

- closeted/didn’t know

- tutor to most newsies

- has a older sister sarah (by 1 year) and younger brother les (10 years old)

- he/they?

- editor of the blog (once joined)

- mentally ill

- scared of spot

- sophomore taking junior classes

- 15 years

- reads romantic novels to understand women

- has feminine products on him at all times

- FEMINIST

- has sensory issues

Race:

- pothead

- always has nic of some kind

- TRAUMAAAAAA

- always horny

- flirts with all

- attracted to few

- very openly gay

- gets bullied a lot

- on-scene reporter for the school news blog

- barely passing

- he/they/she (doesn’t care really)

- swears A LOT

- met spot in 4th grade

- sophomore (got held back a year) 16 years old

- is down for anything

- lives with jack at medda’s

- is the meme lord

- does. not. sleep. (or sleeps all the time no in between)

- has dyslexia and reads wattpad or redit

Spot:

- either really rich or really poor

* Rich:

- daddy’s money

- old family friends with jack

- arranges interviews with people for the blog

- on baseball team

- picks on boys

- REFUSES TO MAKE FUN OF GIRLS

- lowkey feminist

- internalized homophobia

- drives a porsche… a BRIGHT RED porsche

- he/him (says nor/mal like a douche tho)

- HELLA DEPRESSED

- takes “performance enhancing” pills

- secretly hangs out with the newsies

- junior but really young

- david is his tutor

- lowkey really dumb

- refuses to read anything. ever

- IS NOT FUCKING SHORT!!!

- he’s like 5’10 (says hes 6’0 tho)

- real name is thomas

* Poor:

- TRAUMATIZED AFFFFF

- wears zip-up hoodies with black skinny jeans

- beat up black vans

- emo

- also a really young junior

- hot topic is his ✨home✨

- everyone is scared of him

- the “quiet kid”

- he/him

- closeted bi pref men

- race is his only friend

- occasionally smokes weed

- oldest sibling of 3 (twins one of each. 5th grade)

- has a job no one knows about

- works as a waiter at a dinner an hour from school

- IS. NOT. SHORT.

- HE. IS. LIKE. 5’11.

- gets into fights and never looses

- secretly simping for race

- protects the newsies

- writes anonymous articles for blog

- ✨black eyeliner✨

- always has painted fingernails

- B+ average

- real name is sean

Sarah:

- book worm

- LESBIAN

- she/they

- loves the book worms

- reads anything and everything

- does photography for school blog

- definitely does theater/choir

- owns wattpad

- writes on wattpad

- definitely simping for fictional characters

- has tried a vape once

- lightweight

- tall

- like 5’8.5

- mamma mia fangirl

- loves DC movies

- has every girl/boy crushing over her

- therapist friend

- always has everything you need somehow

- met jack at a party

- doesn’t allow ANYONE to pick on david along with jack

- cottage gore ascetic

- loves disney

- drives a blue subaru

- is on the high school dance team

- hates the term “UwU”

- is a 16 year old junior

Blink:

- on football team

- still has eyepatch but no one cares

- gayyyy

- dating mush

- PDA

- funny af

- is a really old sophomore

- 16 years old (a january baby)

- camera man for race for blog

- besties are bumlets, mush, and jack

- only one without family trauma

- has twin sister

- has the funniest laugh ever

- volunteers at homeless shelters

- cinnamon roll🥺

- real name is dylan

- hornyyyyy

- has smexy pics on snap

- harry potter fan

- griffindor

- TWITTER WARS

- starts beef for no reason

- watches horror to freak mush out

- it works

Mush:

- hates horror movies

- is dating blink

- is on the wrestling and dance team

- people tease him for being on the dance team

- 15 year olds sophomore

- wants to be a veterinarian

- owns a chicken for some reason

- no one knows how he got a chicken

- chickens name is Kentucky (hehe)

- is a cinnamon roll 🥺

- body dysmorphia

- has eating disorder

- nicknamed sunshine (brought to you by blink)

- has braces

- has mainly girl friends and everyone thinks he’s dating them

- he/him

- pansexual

- civil rights activist

- hates when blink gets hurt

- is a crackhead some times

- is a vegetarian

- works lighting for blog interviews and reports

- PDA is not his thing but he doesn’t mind it

- BOTTOM WHO LOOKS LIKE A TOP

- people think he’s a crybaby when in reality, he rarely cries

- loves disneyland and disney in general

- friends with everyone

- is the matchmaker

- cuddle bug with blink

- mostly C’s and B’s on his report card

- real name is aaron (hehe)

- is a romantic so… mush

Bumlets:

- emo vibes

- on dance team

- is secretly good at soccer

- gamer boi

- has only been in one long term relationship

- is broken hearted

- keeps to himself

- they/he

- pansexual

- had a crush on blink for a bit

- has crushed on every newsie at least once

- is pretty chill

- 15 year old sophomore

- currently single

- taking AP classes with david

- is like really smart

- reads AO3

- doesn’t like wattpad

- plays CoD and halo

- rages when he games

- LOVES GRILLED CHEESE

- scary dog privilege (owns a pit bull)

- pit bulls name is kiara

- knows how to ballroom dance

- romantic boi

- doesn’t open up easily

- knows how mush got his chicken

- friends with poor spot

- is a writer for blog because he can actually spell

- real name is lucas

- has depression hence “bumlets”

- surprisingly really strong

- ✨flexible✨

Skittery:

- one of the oldest newsies (terms of joining)

- only talks to bumlets and jack

- doesn’t like david to much

- has a RBF

- is 16 (turns 17 in august)

- is a junior

- smokes cigarettes

- doesn’t have social media

- is on the varsity water polo team

- ✨rings galore✨

- tries to be cool

- has 2 cats

- cats are cheesy and monica

- has an older brother in college

- works at 7 11

- is not looking for a relationship

- he/him

- straight ally

- tried being gay but didn’t work out

- drinks white wine

- always stressed

- decent student

- A- average

- friends with all the coaches

- headphones are his lifesaver

- is a very numb human

- always has cold skin for some reason

- even in like 100 degree weather he is still cold to the touch

- had facebook then deleted it because hack found his account and spammed it

- historical fiction type of dude

- is the one who finds all of the info to give to writers/reporters for blog

- loves bumlets dog

- drives a toyota prius

- real name is jefferson

- no one but jack knows how he got the name skittery

Crutchie:

- was in a car accident

- real name is charles

- has social anxiety and dyslexia

- should get picked on but jack doesn’t let that happen

- soft boi

- technically isn’t a newsie but shows up to the meetings

- is a emotional support teddy bear

- is the assistant director for the school plays

- best friends are jack, sarah, and mush

- only has instagram

- terrified of heights

- occasionally sleeps over at meddas

- adults love this child

- they/them

- gay

- loves disney

- knows the entire hunchback of notre dame movie by heart

- is 14 years old

- freshman. the only freshman newsie

- child of the group

- goes to all of his friends game or competitions to cheer them on

- is really short

- like REALLY SHORT

- says “rawr” a lot

Medda:

- jack and races mother

- (A SINGLE MOM WHO WORKS TWO JOBS WHO LOVES HER KIDS AND NEVER STOPS WITH GENTLE HANDS AND THE HEART OF A FIGHTERRRR IMMA SURVIVOR)

- is a voice actress

- has been in disney films

- “if you’re going to drink id rather you do it in the house” mentality

- hates the idea of nicotine

- on the PTA

- has annual passes to disneyland

- loves all the newsies

- wants to adopt poor spot

- is in her late 30s to early 40s

- she/her

- straight… kind of

- she says she’s straight but by definition she’s pan

- civil rights activist

- has an ACAB sticker on her car

- PRIDE FLAGS EVERYWHERE

- if the sexuality/gender exists in the lgbtq+ community, she has their flag

- likes gardening

- will never use the wrong pronouns

- doesn’t really eat at chain restaurants

- not afraid to kill someone who hurts one of the newsies

- i’m serious

- she’s tried

- ….

Les:

- in 5th grade; 10

- friends with poor spots siblings

- is friends with the newsies

- loves medda

- is like another crutchie without the trauma/depression/anxiety/etc.

- asks david if him and jack are dating

- he knew david was 💅 before david did

- loves it when one or all of the newsies picks him up from school

- everyone loves him

- got picked on for having a “looser brother”

- spot (both poor and rich) picked him up one time with david. said “if you have a problem with les, you got a problem with me!”

- les was never bothered again

- gets lifted onto the guy’s shoulders all the fricking time

- loves feeling tall

- wants to play football like jack

- is very smart

- is ridiculously fast

- he has the fastest mile time in the whole grade

- teachers pet

- doesn’t have many friends his age

- brags about the newsies to his classmates

[gxrcias-gothgf]

Newsies As Things My Friends Have Said (Part 7/?)

(these are a from group chats from either quarantine or old group chats and at least i think it's 7)

~

Elmer: me? Being an awkward bean? Yes.

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Hotshot: NOW GO TEXT **** AND PROFESS YOUR UNDYING LOVE FOR HIM

Spot: okay bUT WAIT

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Race: stupid chair soccer! I hate it

Albert: ...what the hell happened

JoJo: their date cancelled last minute so they could play something called chair soccer (??) with their friends

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Tommy Boy: oooooh eeeee ooh ah ah

Smalls: ting tang

Les: WALLA WALLA BING BANG

Davey: wHAT HAVE YOU TAUGHT HIM

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*whispering through voice messaging*

Jack: dude chill i don't know why you're in such a big time rush

Kid Blink: oh oh uuuh ooooh

Bumlets: make it count play it straight

Skittery: everyone shut the hell up it's f-ing 3 am

Jack: no

Mush: can we all please sleep

Kid Blink: yes because you asked nicely

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Jack: I now know why Klaus from the Umbrella Academy liked wearing that skirt so much

Katherine: what're saying

Jack: I may or may not be wearing a skirt at this very moment

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Finch: what if I just dyed my hair and didn't do my homework

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Bill: Eggnog and I just watched the first half of Boy Meets World season 1 in one sitting

Darcy: STOP USING THAT NICKNAME

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Katherine: I could go for a back massage, a foot massage, a facial, and mani pedi

Bill: high maintenance much?

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Darcy: everyone is just enjoying the time off of school and I'm here crying over the Outsiders again

[skitttery]

Bumlets too

Kid Blink rewatches old Dance Moms clips on YouTube from 2014

[80s90smovies]

April Showers | Bumlets

requested by anon!

so so so so so excited to write my first full newsie imagine omg

warnings : like one bad word

The weather forecast in the papes has been predicting rain all week. You had a vast appreciation for rain and rainy days, but you had found out the hard way that storms were much harder to appreciate when you were caught out in the middle of them. You much preferred the rain over snow, so you were extremely pleased that the arrival of April thwarted New York’s snowy season. The winds in the city were sharp, but a little chill was nothing you couldn’t handle. After all, you basically lived outdoors.

However, you would much rather stay holed up in Kloppman’s while the rain pattered against the creaky roof. On dismal days, you looked forward to selling your papes as quickly as possible. Your boyfriend felt otherwise.

“Youse is worrying too much, Y/N,” Bumlets chuckled as he led you down one of the city’s familiar streets. There were bulging gray clouds hanging above you and the wind had begun to pick up. 

You caught up to him, falling into stride beside him. He shifted his last few remaining papes to his left arm so that you could tuck your hand into his. You looked up at him with begging eyes. “Can we please just finish up selling your papes and go back? I really don’t wanna be out in the rain,” you pleaded, a pout on your lips.

Bumlets took in your expression, a light laugh leaving his lips. He leaned over and pressed a quick kiss against your pouted lips. “You’re cute,” he murmured, his thumb rubbing against the back of your hand. He smiled deviously to himself, “but a little rain ain’t gonna hurt youse.”

You let out an aggravated sigh. You figured that arguing wasn’t going to get you anywhere, so you just continued to walk along side him in silence. The air grew colder as Bumlets sold a few more papes. You two wandered the streets, Bumlets still trying to get rid of his last couple of newpapers, when the mist started. It was nothing more than a wet fog for the first few minutes, but it wasn’t long before thick drops began to fall onto your head and shoulders.

“Bumlets, can we go back yet?” You asked softly, tugging on his hand. He waved the last two papers in his hands at you as his response. As the rain began to fall harder, you whined, “C’mon, it’s not like we’re gonna find very many people out in this weather. There’s no point.”

Seeing that you made a point, he dumped his remaining papes into the next trashcan you passed. The rain grew heavier, beginning to soak and mat down your hair. You were walking back in the direction of Kloppman’s, but much too slow for your liking. You pulled on your boyfriend’s hand. “Do you always walk this slow?” you asked, only half-joking. You could feel the water beginning to seep through your cotton clothing, and you were not a fan of the feeling.

A mischievous smile appeared on Bumlets’s face, and before you could even react, he tugged you off of the sidewalk and into the empty street. You shouted in protest, but stopped short when he pulled you into his arms. You glared up at him through your rain-coated lashes. “What are you doing?” you asked with a grunt.

With one hand wrapped securely over yours and the other planted firmly on your waist, he began to lead you through a waltz. Though you were entirely soaked and extremely frustrated, you couldn’t help but chuckle. “Really?” you said exasperatedly, but proceeded to follow his lead in the dance.

“We’re already wet,” he reasoned, a small smile on his lips, “ain’t no use in wasting a perfect opportunity.”

You giggled, rolling your eyes. “Any opportunity is the perfect opportunity for you to dance. Lord knows you do it whenever you damn well feel like it,” you shot back playfully.

He grinned, pulling you closer to him. “Maybe,” he accepted softly, his eyes wandering around the empty street for a moment before returning to your face. He smiled adoringly, “I just ain’t always able to convince you to dance with me.”

“That’s because I can’t dance, dummy,” you remarked embarrassedly, a warm flush overcoming your cheeks.

He raised his eyebrows, a humored smile on his face. “No shit? Then... what’re we doin’ now?” he joked, bowing his head to peer playfully into your eyes.

You rolled your eyes, lightly shoving his shoulder. “You know what I mean,” you said quietly. You gave up on the playful argument, instead leaning your head against his shoulder. Water began to puddle around your feet, and there were several instances in which you nearly slipped. Each time, Bumlets was able to keep you upright, his strong arm tightening around you to keep you close to him.

After a few minutes, he let you go, taking a small step back. “Ready to go home?” he asked jokingly, clearly well-aware that you were.

To his surprise, you shook your head. Before he could question you, you cupped his face in your hands, pulling him down to your lips. You kissed him softly, though all sweetness went out the window when he kissed you back passionately, his hand falling to the small of your back. You could feel rain drops fall from his brows onto your face, slipping down your cheeks. You pulled him closer, kissing him hard for a few seconds before letting him go.

You gave him an innocent smile as you held your hand out to him, water dripping from your fingertips. “Now we can go home.”

[lousy-old-shrimp]

Flipper Appreciation Post!

Flipper deserves all the love.

He hangs out with Bumlets! (Only clear gif I could find is bumlets shoving him)

Chills with tumbler in nearly all his scenes :-)

Shows up to the newsies square strike before the millions of kids do!!

Everyone else walks away from the nuns and he just goes “no!” and waits for everyone to pass so he can get his bread.

Swordfights with Les!

I only have five bullet points because he is a tiny side character and keeps appearing in scenes as a background character. He’s still amazing, just does not have much character in the film.

Flipper’s name is not canon!! I sent an ask to @letter-from-the-refuge (sorry for mention), and they helped name him. https://lousy-old-shrimp.tumblr.com/post/653848838384271360/help-me-name-this-boy-dramatic-hair-flip-boy

(I couldn’t find the post on their blog, so I linked my own reblog of it)

[not-active-morris]

multiples of 8?

I had to google multiples of 8. It was a chore.