#On the grounds of brooklyn

[ya-what--ya-erster]

I might be going crazy but out of the greasers i recognize only dally and soda with dog tags??? I might just be desperate to confirm my ship but they have matching dog tags in my heart now.

[artemis-lynn]

ok so in advanced language arts we're doing this mock trial sort of thing (I get to be the defendant (ACTING DREAMSSS)) and my teacher was explaining how a trial works and he said something like "when you have an objection say OBJECTION, YOUR HONOR/YOUR HONOR I OBJECT (I don't remember which one)" and so we followed suit and said that and he said "on what grounds" and, not even joking, I yelled "ON THE GROUNDS OF BROOKLYN, YOUR HONOR!" My two friends died laughing but nobody else got it :(

[sparkedblaze]

Th original post (that I saw)

[lousy-old-shrimp]

coming back? to fandom?? ME?????

hi so. i fell out of the fandom over a year ago but i can FEEL the tism blending up my hyperfixations again. i've changed my fics from abandoned to on hiatus (you may thank a fellow former newsies fixator that is in my current fandom for enabling me) ~ lopsidedtophat on ao3

[corpusdiem-seizethedead]

Spot: Your Honor, I object!

Monahan: On what grounds?

Spot: …on the grounds of Brooklyn, Your Honor

Davey: I am going to die surrounded by the biggest idiots in the galaxy.

[officialrapunzelfitzherbert]

rip luke patterson you would have loved boygenius 😔🙏🕊

alex | reggie | julie | the whole gang | stickers! | prints! | keychains!

[funhomes]

views of the B/Q line in Brooklyn on 35mm film

[iwannascreameurekaa]

True grief is when you finish watching a show that you've been hooked onto forever

[withmatchinglaces]

*first day as a lawyer*

judge: and who will you be representing?

spot: the grounds of brooklyn, your honor

[newyorkthegoldenage]

The National League marked its 60th anniversary on August 13, 1936 with a game between men taking the roles of two of its original teams, the New York Knickerbockers and the Brooklyn Atlantics. Here, Henry Wisniewsky of the Knicks slides safely into a base in the first inning at the Polo Grounds. No info on the name of the nattily dressed umpire.

Photo: eBay

[cylonbarnes]

i loveeee cedric dont get me wrong BUT that was such an amazing episode and i'm beyond excited that they executed that flip the way they did

[ya-what--ya-erster]

@ivys-head-is-spinning @deim0sdread Have this. …..

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JUST TO BE CLEAR THIS IS HALLA WORK IN PROGRESS BUT I HOPE YOU LIKE IT SORRY THE SPACING IS WEIRD SO IS THE TIME SKIPS DEAL WITH IT <3

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“Help yourself to some food, and you can show yourself out whenever ya please. I gotta go, Paulie. Ill be home for a while midday, then I gotta go to my other job and I aint gonna be home til late.” “Mhm.” Paul mumbles, pulling his eyes open just a little. He reaches forward and kisses Darry. “Bye.” Darry says, and he leaves for work.

He thinks about Paul all day. He thinks about him until its late and hes walking through the door. He steps into the kitchen to make himself a sandwich, and he finds- The table is stacked with grocery bags. On the fridge, theres a note left.

‘I put the refrigerated stuff away. Dont worry. Also made one of them sandwiches i know ya like. Get good rest.’

Darrys grinning like an absolute idiot as he reads the note, signed by ‘P’ with a little heart next to it. “That asshole.” Is what he says, but really its a weight lifted off his shoulders. Food. Enough for a week or too. That saves a lot of money, money he can use to pay all the other things he has to pay.

“I need some cash.” Paul says to his father. “Whatd you do with what I gave you this mornin?” “Went grocery shoppin.” “Your mother went shoppin.” “Not for us.” “Who, then?” “You remeber Darrel Curtis, yeah? Hes in a bad way. Him and his brother are working two jobs each, and Ponyboys picked up part time so he can still go to school and theyre still barely payin for nothin. I though maybe Id… help em out.” “Spent my money on grease then?” “Sorry, I just thought-“ “Youre a good kid.”

Two days later, Darry has a day off, and hes treking across town to the west side to thank Paul. Hes dressed as nice as possible, and when he knocks on the Holdens door he feels fine. “How can I- Darrel! Oh, its been such a long time! Come inside!” Pauls mom greets him. “Hi, Mrs. Holden.” He says. “Is Paul here?” “He will be in a little while. Why dont you come eat? I just put breakfast on.” “Oh, I couldnt-“ “Of course you can. In fact, Ill send you home with some for your brothers too!” Paul pushes through the front door then. “Hi, mama- Darry. Hi.” Paul smiles. And Darry cant help but look away as his face turns red. “Darrel’s going to join us for breakfast.” Mrs. Holden says brigtly. “You should have just slept in. It would do you some good.” Paul says to Darry. “I’m used to getting up early. I just… thank you, Paul. For the food. You aint got a clue how much it means to me. With all you gave me I might have enough money to do Christmas for Soda and Pony.” “Do you not usually?” Paul asks, a concerned look on his face. “I try to do a good dinner, but we really aint able to afford much else.” Darry admits. “Im glad to have helped.” “I love you.” Darry whispers. Paul looks around nervosly, the returns it with a smile. “Come sit!” Mrs. Holden calls from the kitchen. Darry playfully punches Pauls shoulder. “Cmon bro, your mom is gonna feed me.” Paul laughs. “Okay bro.”

“So Darrel, Paul says you work for a roofin company. Tell me bout it.” Mr. Holden says. “Its good.” Darry replies. “Ive fallen off my fair share of roofs, but lucky Im grease cause most of the houses I fix are one story homes.” “How are your brothers?” “Good. Pony still dont talk too much after what happened. Most days he dont say nothin at all. But hes gettin better. And Soda, too. Hes gettin better.” “Im glad to hear it. That poor boy didnt do a thing to deserve what he got. Losing his best friend.” “Hes real torn up about it.” “It must be hard on you too.” “Its sad. But I aint got time to mourn. I gotta work so we dont lose nothing else.” “Youre too young for how fast youve had to grow up.” “I, uh, I better be headed home maam.” “Let me get you some food!” Mrs. Holden jumps up and begins rummaging through cupboards. Once she finds some tupperware she loads it full of hashbrown and bacon. “Paul, wont you drive him home?” “Course I will, mama.” Paul smiles. He stands up with Darry. Pulls him close by the waist and leans in and- pushes him away as quickly and he can. “Here, Darrel.” Mrs. Holden presses the tupperware container into Darrys hands. “I hope my boy treats you right.” “What?” Darry coughs, nervous. “I saw that honey, it aint just a friendly thing. And i think i always knew. Its okay, boys.” Mrs. Holden takes Paul and Darrys hands. “I wont tell nobody. But if you two are in love, thats what it is and im proud of you because love is a beautiful thing.” “Thanks mama.” Paul’s says, tears filling his eyes. “Of course baby. I love you. Now you two go. Ain’t nothing romantic going to happen in front of your mama. Darrel, you and your brothers and all your friends always have a safe place here. Always.” “Thank you, Mrs. Holden.” “Get out! Go! Have fun, use protection, I love you boys.”

Paul parks the car in Darry’s driveway and the two of them go inside. “Pony, Soda! I have breakfast for y’all. Mrs. Holden made it for ya.” Ponyboy sits down at the table next to Soda within a few minutes. “Heya, Paul.” Two-Bit appears in the kitchen too. “Hi.” Paul says. “We already ate, so you boys help yourselves to this stuff. We’re gonna go. Talk about some stuff.” “Sure you are.” Soda says with a grin.

“I’m gonna kiss you.” “You better.” Paul pulls Darry to him and does indeed kiss him. “I love you so much.” Paul says. Darry pulls away. “I love you too. More than you’ll ever understand. You’ve done so much for me… for my brothers. I love you and so don’t think nothin will ever make me stop. You know there ain’t no way I’ll ever be able to pay you back for what you’ve given me but I’m gonna do my best to pay it back by being the best damn boyfriend you ever did have. I promise.”

[bklynmusicnerd]

First snow in Brooklyn aftermath

[thegroundsofbrooklyn]

google isn't helping

[drbrownscelray]

[baravaggio]

yeah I have to believe most people who are answering that poll are envisioning this train as a scenic above-ground ride because so many people are talking about wanting 4 so they can look out the window...on one of those actual trains you'd just be looking at a black wall most of the time. the window seat is truly for the tiny long haul riders who want to close their eyes