#bumlets imagine

[newsiesimagines]

Newsies Imagines #45

[emmedoesntdomath]

Bumlets 😚😚😚

oh, bumlets. my sweet child.

first of all, go read the bumlets appreciation post that @itteryskay reblogged like,,, forever and a day ago (the OP has since deleted their account). it’s amazing, I love it, and there’s a good deal about dominic lucero (the actor who played bumlets in 92sies), who tragically passed at 26, two years after the movie premiered.

ok, so- bumlets. here’s me acknowledging that I’m predictable as shit, and we’re going to delve into his name. a ‘bum’ doesn’t actually refer to a lazy person, but to the butt of a cigar. also, when one says ‘can I bum a cigar?’ they’re asking if they can have one. when calling bumlets- well, bumlets, they’re essentially saying that he’s either known for smoking cigars (like race) OR that he had a bad/funny experience with them.

and, well. you know me. imma go with the second option.

what I think happened is a lil’ something like this- when he first became a newsie (and I’d say it was around 12/13), bumlets REALLY wanted to make friends, because he had a harder time trying to do that when he went to school (his family was firmly lower middle class, and his clothes tended to reflect that. the other kids…had some thoughts they deemed appropriate to share about this matter). and all of the cool, older guys smoked, right? so bumlets was like, hey! I should do that! (no, sir.) and so one day he just- took?? the butt??? of someone else’s used cigar????? and tried to smoke it??????????? (ha. notice how I said tried?) when he got caught, he was bent over, hacking and wheezing, trying to get the awful taste of smoke out of his lungs. hence, ‘bumlets’.

now, since he was played by dominic lucero (who was latino, according to different sources I’ve found), and he doesn’t have another name given to him by the fandom, I’ve taken it upon myself to dub him michael herrera (which means ‘iron worker’, so it could be a last name acquired when his parents- who probably planned on working in the factories- traveled through ellis island and had to go through customs). not saying we have to use this name, but I am saying I’M using this name from now on. so.

ok, if you’ve made it this far, buckle up pronto. because my favorite bit of ALL of my bumlets hcs (and believe me, I have more. he’s easily one of my favorites, if not tied for first), is who I ship him with. alright, you ready?

…

*clears throat so I can yell this REALLY loudly*

BUMLETS/SKITTERY IS MY LIFE BLOOD AND YOU CAN’T ROB ME OF THAT. LIKE- 92SIES GAVE US SOME GOOD SHIPS- JAVEY, SPRACE (ralbert fans, I love you, too, but this ain’t that show), SARAH WITH ABSOLUTELY NO ONE BECAUSE KATH ISN’T AROUND YET- BUT BUMLETS AND SKITTERY????????? MY HEART. THEY ARE LITERALLY THE BLACK CAT/GOLDEN RETRIEVER COUPLE OF 92SIES. I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL OK

[make-friends-with-the-rats]

do you ever think about how the musical adaptation of newsies not only replaced historical newsies names (boots, bumlets, dutchy, snitch, etc...) with made up ones but also replaced these ensemble characters with new, clearly male designated characters (albert, elmer, tommy boy, mike, etc...) or are you normal?

any of the original newsies names could have been applied to newsgirls for the stage, imagine skittery or snipeshooter or even boots as a newsgirl!!

but nooooo

only newsboys existed according to disney

[askcrutchy]

Let's go! Dave visited me a ton so it's only fair!!! Cmon!

Hiya folks!

Names Charlie Morris, everyone calls me Crutchy!

Im 17!

Do not pick me up I will smite you.

Associated with:

@askbumlets

@ask-mushy-meyers

@askdaveyj

@askjackk

@ask-race

@askkidblink

@askoscardelancey

@askspotconlon

[bumlets-appreciation-blog]

Imagine the comedic potential of David thinking that Ed is short for something and all of the newsies messing with him

(Post Deletion Repost)

Scene One

David: What’s Ed short for? Edward? Jack, known liar and little shit (affectionate): Actually, it’s short for Edwina, after his grandmother. His parents thought they were havin’ a girl and didn’t bother changing it. David: Do you think I’m stupid? Jack: Do you really want me to answer that? Scene Two David: Bumlets, do you know what Ed’s short for? Bumlets, secret shit-starter: Eduardo Napoleone Ignacio Battista. He had to change his name to escape a murder charge in Boston. David: Are you serious? Bumlets: Why would I lie to you? Besides, Sarah was there when he told me. Right, Sarah? Sarah, who is always down to mess with David: Of course. It’s a tragic story. Poor Eduardo was just trying to protect his mother and now he can never see her again. David, suspicious and confused: … okay then. Scene Three David: Excuse me, Mr. Kloppman. You wouldn’t happen to know what Racetrack’s real name is? I know he has to sign the logbook when he stays the night. Mr. Kloppman, very tired: Well, son, today it’s Theodore Michael Anthony Higgins the Third of the Kensington Higginses. Yesterday, it was Eddard Alfson, Scourge of the North Sea. Come back tomorrow and it’ll probably be something different. David: Do you know any of their names? Mr. Kloppman: I have no idea.

[chaosfairy18]

Three little words pt. 4

Final part of the 5+1-esque (actually 3+1) story of Bumswiftery showing each pairs first I love you's and then finall the first time all three said I love you to each other at the same time. Enjoy!

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Bumlets dragged Skittery behind him as they were walking into the Bowery to go to Medda’s theatre. They didn’t have a lot of nights out, of course, and going to Medda’s was a special treat, even if they went more now, after the strike, but Skittery still dragged his feet. They had to convince him to even dress up, but Bumlets thought he was just being this annoyed by everything on purpose. He was like that sometimes.

If he truly didn’t want to go they wouldn’t have made it out of the lodge.

Tumbler also had wanted to come with them, but they had to talk him down because this was supposed to be a date, and as much as he loved the kid, he couldn’t really come with them for it.

Swifty was watching with amusement as Skittery groaned about not wanting to see dancers for the dozenth time this day and fixed his collar for him, holding his chin and rubbing behind his ear just a moment.

He was a bit quieter after that.

They got in without problem and sat in the last row, Bumlets in the middle of his boyfriends, waiting until the lights were dimmed until he put his arms around their waists. Swifty instantly put his head on his shoulder, looking to the stage. He’d been excited to see the costumes the entire week since they had planned this.

Skittery was a bit more reluctant, but eventually he did the same, grumbling a bit but also intertwining his one hand with Bumlets’ around his waist.

After the lights had darkened even more and the first dancers were on the stage Swifty was completely entranced in watching them, his eyes almost sparkling. He’d always been interested in nice clothes, but after he’d picked up some more sewing skills from Sarah it had only increased. Skittery, on the other hand, seemed set on not paying attention to the show, putting his hand on Bumlets’ thigh, sneaking it higher up slowly.

“Skitts. No. We’re in public.”

“Barely. No one cares in the theatre.”

Having to let go of Swifty for a moment he manually put Skittery’s hand away, ignoring his pouts to watch Medda come onto the stage.

It also seemed to distract Skittery enough to actually enjoy the show, no matter how hard he’d protested the entire day.

It felt nice.

Near the end of the show Bumlets looked to his boys, Swifty still smiling widely and probably imagining owning some of the clothes still, and Skittery who had begrudgingly found he had fun and even mouthed some of the songs with the singers.

Kissing the side of their heads, he whispered: “I love you two so much.”

Swifty nuzzled into his neck, kissing his collarbone. “Love you too.”

“I love you guys too. Thanks for… dragging me here.” Bumlets hadn’t expected Skittery to say it back, he wasn’t good with it yet, which was okay, the most important thing was that he was comfortable, but that made it ever sweeter that he’d said it now.

Squeezing Skittery’s hand still intertwined with his and tugging Swifty a bit closer he thought that he really couldn’t be anywhere else where he’d be happier.

[thatoneandlonelyemo2005]

what are the 80s aus that you have? which one is your favorite?

Well there is a lot rn, most are just small little aus??? Like could have one where one of the ships see a horror movie or Back To The Future

I'm just all over with it!<33 A high school au is such a thought, or going to the mall!

The main one I got right now is the lake vacation and I blame The Great Outdoors for that

Imagine Skittery reading at a bench and he hears someone call watch out but doesn't register it till the volleyball either hits him or lands next to him-but here comes Bumlets with a worried expression asking if hes okay and Skittery just can't help but let his mind go blank because he's hot-

[askbumlets]

// LMAOOO I CAN JUST IMAGINE HIM SAYING IT FOR SOME REASON like if you look at dominic luceros old skits it just like transfers to bumlets personality in my head

Hi. Names Oscar Delancey

Younger brother of the Delancey Brothers

Morris is exactly 11 minutes older

Yes, we're twins. I'm just the prettier one.

#1 @askdaveyj Hater

[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.”

[1899-newsboy-strike]

hi!!!! can you please do 2,3,5&7 with bumlets!? maybe a reader that had like a panic attack or something like that? thanks!💕

2 - No no - it’s alright come here

3 - I’m not going to leave you. You’re never going to have to suffer by yourself again, I promise

5 - Why are you helping me

7 - Just trust me

Moments - Bumlets Imagine

Warnings: panic attacks

Summary: Y/N has had panic attacks ever since she was a little kid. One day she is having a bad panic attack and her brother is nowhere to be found. She thinks that it will never end until a certain newsie comes to her aid.

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You had become a newsie with your brother Crutchie when your parents had made him leave due to his leg, and you had gone with him not wanting him to be alone. Your parents were fine with you leaving along with Crutchie due to you having panic attacks ever since you were a young child, and it would make your mother exhausted having to deal with the both of you. You and Crutchie were like younger siblings to Jack, and he would alway be there for you, but not when it came to your attacks. The only person who had ever been able to help was Crutchie, because he was able to catch them early before they had gotten too out of hand.

Today was not one of those days where Crutchie was able to catch your panic attack coming. Your brother was nowhere in sight and you could feel your chest starting to tighten as you started to find it hard to breathe. You had began to slightly hyperventilate and more attention was on you making it worse. “You want me to go get Crutchie?” One of the other newsies had asked you but you shook your head not wanting to bother your brother. You looked for an opening where you could get away from most of the newsies and almost ran past many of them as your thoughts started to spin around in your head and you couldn’t concentrate.  You went into the hallway where most of the newsies would only go while hanging in the little lounge room, and lucky for you it was night time and most of the boys were heading to bed.

You leaned against the wall trying to even your breathing and you stared up at the ceiling trying to take a deep breath. You tried to concentrate on one thought, but your head was spinning and your breathing had become more irregular as your thoughts started to get worse. Your hands were shaking as you covered your ears squeezing your eyes shut repeating the words “Stop” over and over again unable to calm down. “Y/N?” You heard as a hand was placed on your arm making you jump. “Hey, it’s okay it’s just me.” You heard them say and you opened your eyes seeing Bumlets in front of you. You shook your head trying to find words to say as you tried to back up more into the wall. “Hey, just trust me okay? I’s just wanna help.” He held his hands up trying to convince you. You stared at him for a while before slowly nodding your head.

“I’s gonna take you to the front room okay?” He explained and you nodded as he grabbed your shaky hands and lead you to the front room. “W-why are y-you helpin’ me?” You stuttered out as you finally found your voice. “I know what it feels to deal with something alone, and when I saw you run outta the room and Crutchie wasn’t with you. I’s wanted to make sure you was okay.” He explained and you nodded as you felt yourself calming slightly as he held your hands but you were still not one hundred percent okay. “Hold your breath.” He explained making you give him a confused look. “I’s heard it helps.” He explained and you tried to hold your breath but gave him a shrug as it didn’t help. “Um, okay I’s gonna try somethin’.” He explained and you nodded as you just sat there.

You suddenly felt lips softly pressed against yours making you freeze before you relaxed and kissed back. You pulled away shocked as you stared at Bumlets with wide eyes. “Sorry, I’s know kissin’ makes you actually hold your breath, but it seems like it worked.” He apologized and you realized that he was right about it working. “Thank you.” You said as you felt yourself blush and you looked away. “You don’t gotta thank me Y/N.” Bumlets said as he smiled at you before he got up and started to leave but you stopped him. “Wait, can you stay with me here for a little while longer till I feel completely better. I’s just… if you leave I feel like it would remind me of when Crutch wouldn’t be able to help and I had to be alone.” You explained and bit your lip. “You don’t gotta stay if you don’t wanna though.” You explained but he waved you off before he sat down next to you again and wrapped his arm around your shoulder.

“I ain’t gonna leave you. You’s never goin’ to have to suffer by yourself again, I promise.” He explained and you hugged him. “Thanks.” You whispered holding onto him tightly as you felt yourself starting to fully calm down. “Okay, I think I’m fine now.” You whispered pulling away after a while. He helped you up as you both headed back to the bunks. You watched him go to his bunk and sighed shaking your head debating whether or not to bother him. You walked over to your own bunk and groaned as you tossed and turned unable to fall asleep. You got up and made your way over to Crutchie’s bunk and shook him softly. “Crutch… wake up please.” You whispered as you continued to shake him but he wouldn’t budge. You sighed heavily biting your lip looking in the direction of Bumlets’ bunk. You debated for a while and gave Crutchie one last nudge before slowly making your way over to Bumlets.

“Bumlets… Bum.” You whispered softly as you tried to wake him up. He stirred rubbing his eyes looking over at you confused. “Is somethin’ wrong?” He asked making you bite your lip as you started to feel bad about bothering him. “I’s sorry I woke you. I can’t get to sleep and Crutchie won’t wake up.” You explained. “I just was wonderin’ if I could maybe sleep with you if you don’t mind. I can just go back to my bunk if I’s botherin’ you.” You continued but he scooted over. “No no, it’s alright. Come here.” He patted the empty space making you blush. “Thanks Bumlets.” You whispered as you climbed in next to him and he put the thin cover he had over you. “Anytime.” He whispered as he hesitantly wrapped his arms around your waist but relaxed when you seemed to enjoy it. You scooted closer to him and rested your head on his pillow and you both just stared at each other. “Good night.” You explained before turning the other way with your back against his chest. “Night.” He responded getting comfortable behind you.

You still found it hard to sleep but felt more relaxed with Bumlet’s arms around your waist. You had felt a breath on your neck making you shiver before Bumlets’ face was nuzzled into your neck as he pulled you closer making you blush. After a while your body had been more relaxed and fell asleep peacefully in his arms. Throughout the night with the both of you moving your head was now in Bumlets’ chest and your legs were intertwined as you both slept comfortably for the first time for the both of you making you sleep through the morning bell. “Well what do we have here huh?” You heard making you groan until you remembered where you were. “Hey Bum when did you get yourself a goil?” You heard the unmistakable voice of Race making you want to hide under the covers.

“Mind your business Racetrack.” You heard Bumlets scold as he unwrapped his arms around your waist and untangled his legs before getting up. “Hey Y/N Kid Blink told me you was havin’ a panic attack last night. You’s okay?” Crutchie asked as he walked over to you. “Yeah, Bumlets helped. I didn’t wanna bother you.” You explained as you both walked toward the circulation gate. “You never bother me. I’s just glad you have someone else that can help if I’s not there.” He explained and you nodded as you quietly got your papers and made your way to your selling spot.

“Hey Y/N!” You heard from behind you making you jump, but when you turned around you saw it was only Bumlets. “Mind if I sell with you today?” He asked and you shrugged nodding him over causing him to smile ear to ear. Throughout the day you had both stared at each other until one of you would catch the other staring. You had finished selling all your papers last and Bumlets had more time to stare at you without you noticing. “Y/N.” You heard from behind you as you handed your last paper out making you turn around. “Yeah?” You asked as you walked over to him putting the last of the money you earned into your pocket. “Do you wanna hang out before goin’ back to the lodgin’ house?” He asked nervousness evident in his voice making you look up at him and you saw him blushing and staring at his feet. “Sure. You don’t gotta ask to hang out Bum.” You laughed as you slightly shoved his shoulder.

“I don’t mean just hang out. I mean to hang out like… you as my goil hang out?” He asked making your eyes go wide as you felt your face start to heat up. “Why would you want someone like me to be your goil?” You asked him as you were now the one to stare at your feet. “You’s the best goil I’s ever met. If you’s think just ‘cause you got panic attacks makes you any less worthy of a guy then you’s wrong.” He explained as he lifted your chin making you look at him. “You don’t gotta lie you know.” You mumbled as you took a step back and you started to walk in the direction of the lodging house. “I ain’t lyin’ to you. Everyone one of us got somethin’ that we don’t like about ourselves. To me you is the strongest person I’s ever met.” He explained as he caught up with you.

The rest of the way back to the lodging house Bumlets had kept poking you and giving you a list of reasons why you were the best person ever, and the whole way back you had denied each and every statement he said. “You just gotta think about it. You’s got all the time you need to think about it.” He explained making you smile to yourself as you walked over to your bunk with him on your trail. “Okay. I’ll think about it.” You explained as you sat on your bed and Bumlets jumped on top of you in excitement making the both of you laugh staying like that till more of the boy had come back.

[peterpanfromlemonland]

can you write a fluffy bumlets (newsies 1992) x reader? it can be hcs or whatever you like more !!

Ah yes, Bumlets our favorite. This short might be a bit terrible because i have no idea how to write for our boy but I will do my best!

You sat crosslegged on an empty crate by the Navy Yard Pier as you awaited a certain someone. The afternoon summer sun warmed your skin, you watched as the seagulls flew above you, “Y/N?” a familiar voice chimed in.

“Hey, Bumlets!” you turned your head with a smile, “You actually came!”

“I wouldn’t miss spending time with you, Y/N,” the boy said as he sat besides you and placed down a bundle he was holding, “Not even for the world!” you smiled and reached over the crate to pull up a neatly wrapped bundle, the boy’s eyes lit up as he began doing the same. In your little bundle there were two roast beef and cheese sandwiches that you had prepared for the two of you and one of your father’s old canteens which was filled with apple juice.

In Bumlets’ bundle there were all sorts of pastries ranging from cookies, streusels, tarts and small cakes. You giggled at the sight of it, this was normal of Bumlets to bring sweets to a picnic- maybe that’s why he was so sweet?

“Here ya go,” Bumlets beamed as he handed you a chocolate chip cookie, “Fresh from the bakery!”

“Thanks,” you smiled as you handed him a sandwich, “To good health.”

“And to winning with the strike!”

“That too.” you giggled before placing a kiss on his cheek. “The good health and to the strike.” 

[newsiesimagines]

Newsies Imagines #10

[newsie-softie]

Bumlets headcannon that he’s the type of best friend that will pack up snacks for you two to go to the lake at sunset and skip rocks across the water while you talk about life, death, and everything in between

[tiny-brooklyn-newsie]

i was watching 1992sies and i noticed that before they even met, Kid Blink touched Les’ shoulder as if they were already friends, which leads me to believe that he probably trusts kids and teenagers, but distrusts of all adults.

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how blind could Pulitzer be that he had to read the headline with a magnifying glass

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i love how race reads “baby born with two heads” and not ten minutes later he calls out “baby born with three heads!”

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I NEVER NOTICED THAT WHEN THEY WERE RUNNING FROM SNYDER THEY RAN THROUGH A LODGING HOUSE

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when David says that it’s getting late he was looking at his hand. i wonder why, it’s not like he’s got a watch. is he counting the lines in his hand? there’s 14 lines, must be 9pm

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just david bringing the boy to meet his parents after knowing him for less than 12 hours

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jack acting like such a celebrity during dinner

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jack has such a dumb face while looking at sarah, o sera que nadamas tiene la cara de pendejo?

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why are there so many scenes of david and jack that like… there’s no fucking way to see them as anything but romantic

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I JUST REMEMBERED THE KIDS WHO SLEEP OUTSIDE OF THE LODING HOUSE, THEY SLEEP THERE BECAUSE THEY CANT PAY FOR A BED INSIDE

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jack’s cowboy hat.

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if i ever want to learn a choreography, i want it to be the one that jack dances during santa fe

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“you don’t know hearst like i know hearst” “now i know tony like i know me”

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i don’t know who’s performance of “They jacked up the price” Kid Blinks’s or Oscar’s

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there’s this one newsie in the world will know that i keep thinking is bumlets but bumlets is later shown, which leads me to think it’s oscar’s actor

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kid blink jumping on the gate

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i think the real hoity tighty one is Jonathan

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i love with everything i’ve got the fact that they mentioned the war in cuba and that bastard, castro

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spot and long johns

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them brooklyn boys in the background

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tHe cAIn

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spot was right. music to my ears

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jack pressing his face on that window, must be dirty as fuck

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denton looked so hurt that he could help crutchie

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the way crutchie nods when jack asked if they hurt him

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that first open the gates and seize the day

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i like how the younger newsies play the drums while the older newsies do that sick ass dance

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the second set of scabs look a lot older

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BROOKLYN!

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that nostril flare of Spot’s

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the way spot and jack act like they’re old friends

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Spot Conlon at the gate

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Denton’s JACK BOYS FREEZE

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how Spot and Blink were hugging and looked all caught in the picture

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all them words, Boots doesn’t know how to read-

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Skittery

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Spot and his cup

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Kid Blink

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Jack’s Nobbin with all the muckety mucks

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Dadton

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also spot’s way too girly hair for the 1800’s and the fact that no one mentions it because they’re already scared of him, now imagine saying something like that

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Spot and that other newsies’ handshake

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how come Denton can pay for himself, rent, food, and all them kids?

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to our man denton and his groan

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crutchie was so sad when snyder found out he knew jack, that scene was just as sad as letter from the refuge

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crutchie’s tremble from his fear

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Dutchy doing that sign except he had already used it before

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Kloppman protecting the newsies, they don’t pay him enough

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jack totally not creepily sitting right outside where sarah was sleeping

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i like how they show jack’s insecurities, like when he seeks reassurance

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JACK AND SARAH LOOK LIKE A YOUNG BRUCE WAYNE AND YOUNG THALIA AL GHOUL ANSMXNSJNAKS

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“i believe you know him because… you appointed him!”

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don’t you hate it when you growl but it sounds like “eee”

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the entire rally

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Spot on court

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is denton rich or something?

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Jack doesn’t have a shiner, he got punched in the chin

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you two know each other. ain’t that nice?

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i wonder if bale would still have acted as Batman if he hadn’t done newsies

also

Judge Monagam has such pale blue eyes it’s alien

also

ace war correspondent? he must be of high value. he was probably already rich.

also

denton putting his own needs before other’s shows how truly mature and honest he is. if he were real, there’d be a slight hope for humanity.

also

Boots came out of no where

also

if i remember correctly, one of the newsies had ice in his cup, in 1899?

also

what the hell is sauerkraut

also

how tumbler was fighting someone and Skittery asked him if he was okay

also

that whole scab jack scene

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how ALL the boys have to keep Spot from going to kill Jack

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jack got to keep the half of the money that pulitzer gave him

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where did jack get all dressed up?

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how did sarah know it was denton’s paper

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how come the jacobs family can’t afford a house with more than two rooms, but they can afford paintings?

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whatever happened to those boys who used to help manage the printing press? i don’t think they’re newsies?

also

that whole attacking david’s family and that entire scene is way too cliche and just bad to be enjoyed to be honest

also

oh yay david bien machista coming to the rescue

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jack only cares about sarah in this scene

also

all of once and for all. these lyrics and this entire song.

also

“denty”

also

MUSH CALLING KID BLINK “KID”

also

the big blow out

also

BROOKLYN

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love that “girls want rights” sign

also

BROOKLYN

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you can see the residue of the old script with Les and Jack’s relationship

also

extra extra joe

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the way that pulitzer shows signs of autism

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jack’s an idiot but his iq is good.

he learns something, and uses it.

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i want a relationship with my brother like these newsies have with the others.

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a police officer took crutchie’s crutch and he just magically stood up to close snyder’s door of the carriage, and then in the next scene a newsie has it

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TEDDY ROOSEVELT!

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the newsies face when jack asks if teddy can take him to the train

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how come david, les, and sarah aren’t back at school

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THE DIFFERENCE IN THE SIGNING FROM THE FIRST AND LAST SONG

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did sarah and david forget they’re siblings?

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they’re so excited to have him back

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“besides i’ve got family here” the most romantic scene i’ve ever seen

also

Spot ridin’ with Teddy back to Brooklyn is my favorite thing in the world.

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JACK GAVE HIS COWBOY HAT TO LES IN THE LAST SCENE RIGHT BEFORE THE CREDITS

[bumlets-appreciation-blog]

Six Years of Newsies Observations

(Post Deletion Repost)

I’ve been a Newsies fan for almost six years now and I have this gigantic list of slightly deranged observations and opinions about the movie that I’ve been curating for that time. Since the list is 16 pages/348 points long, I won’t be posting everything but I will be posting the highlights. Please keep in mind that I started the list when I was 17 and I had a massive crush on most of the characters at the time. Hope y'all enjoy!

1. I did not fucking realize that a lot of those random ass black and white behind the scene pictures of the boys were also in the compilation of pictures during the intro. I feel like such an idiot!

5. Bumlets sleeps in the bunk next to the window on the other side of Mush and just flips to the other side of the bed to go back to sleep when Kloppman comes in to wake them up. It’s very relatable.

10. Jack is just casually flicking shaving cream at Mush for no reason whatsoever.

11. Blink really was about to punch Crutchy. “Equal rights, equal fights” indeed.

13. If I remember correctly, the real Mush Meyers got his name either because of his skin color or because he was really sweet on his girl.

19. I genuinely don’t understand what Kloppman is hoping to accomplish by counting the boys as they come dancing down the stairs.

21. Love that little redhead kid by the way. He’s so aggressive.

33. “How ‘bout a crooked politician?” “Hey stupid, that ain’t news no more!” Some things never change ¯\_(ツ)_/¯!

36. I love the older boys playing with the younger ones. They really are brothers.

42. I first saw this movie when I was seventeen and I still don’t understand the “shrimp” insult. It’s not that it doesn’t make sense, it’s just worded in the most ridiculous way.

45. I love the close-up of Les’s blank face. I genuinely do.

47. Bumlets swings his stick around a lot. How many people got hit while filming?

49. Maybe I’m biased because Weasel’s a dickhead, but I feel like if you’re a dickhead who works primarily with teenage boys and you have a ridiculous name, you should be prepared to be made fun of. They probably wouldn’t even make fun of you as much if you weren’t such a dickhead!!!

52. That poor two-headed baby in Brooklyn.

57. “This is my brother Davey. He’s older,” “Oh, no kiddin’”

59. Bumlets has a higher voice than I expected. It’s not ridiculously high or anything, but I just look at Dominic and expect something deeper. I do love how it sounds, though.

63. Excuse me, that poor three-headed baby in Brooklyn.

64. I feel like if you wanted a good headline, maybe write about the nude corpse instead of the three-week-long trolley strike.

72. “All this for one sip of beer?” Best line hands down.

74. Jack screams like he actually fell off the roof; the little drama queen.

78. Les should be an actor. Medda agrees.

79. Also, can Medda marry me? She’s gorgeous and I love her.

80. The first few times I watched this scene, I thought Medda called the boys her “kids” instead of her “guests.” Sometimes, I like to pretend, though.

85. Les is smoking a piece of licorice! He’s so precious!!!

89. Sarah should’ve had more screen time. She doesn’t have much, but we can see she has such good bones that it breaks my heart that we didn’t see more of her.

96. Dave clearly has no idea what “carrying the banner” actually means.

97. I was a mess at seventeen, but I can’t imagine being that broken and lonely. I will defend movie!Jack with my life.

99. I unironically love the Santa Fe dance break.

101. “Nobody told the horse.”

106. I hate that they turned the “sleeping on the streets” line into a joke in the Broadway show. It’s horrifying that this is something kids have to worry about.

112. David tells Les to shut up after he says strike.

116. I love that one kid with the bowler hat who’s super excited about beating up other kids. His energy is unparalleled.

118. Itey trying to encourage Dave is sweet.

120. Having Les be the only one standing other than Dave during the “and the young stand tall” line is such a great shot.

123. The same number of boys go to Queens and the East Side. Clearly, Jack knew that Pie-Eater, Snoddy, and Snipeshooter were not going to be as effective as Bumlets, Specs, and Skittery in spreading the word about the strike.

131. Yes, Dave is a Walking Mouth and we love him for it.

132. I love that Spot is a tiny fifteen-year-old boy, but he’s clearly the scariest person in the city. He’s running a newsboy mafia, for God’s sake.

134. David should’ve sung more. Like solos and everything.

135. Bumlets has bouncy hair and I love it.

141. I’m lowkey obsessed with the “Solomona and Hart Used Bookstore” behind Denton.

142. When he’s running up the ramp, Bumlets tosses his head to get the hair out of his eyes and it’s so good.

144. Skittery was trying so hard to jump on that kid’s back and it’s just not working out.

147. So many of the younger boys have sticks. Are they trying to copy Bumlets, Skittery, or both?

150. I bet the boys feel awful about Crutchy. I guarantee that Kloppman gave them the worst lecture of their lives when they got home without him.

153. I saw someone say that Movie!Crutchy not wanting to be carried was a sign that he had internalized ableism and I kind of want to scream just thinking about it. Maybe Crutchy just has boundaries.

155. “Seize the Day” (choral version) is so pretty. I’m sure all of these men and teenage boys would be thrilled to hear that I think they sound “pretty.”

157. I’ve got a still of Bumlets in that scene and if I ever make a Newsies blog, that’s what the icon is gonna be. I’m gonna try and find either a GIF or a picture of the newspaper photo for the banner. (AND I DID!!!)

161. Jack looking at David right before yelling, “Let’s soak ‘em for Crutchy!” was an apology because it was literally the exact opposite of what David just told them to do.

162. I just love how all of these grown-ass men are so eager to beat up children. It’s so charming, isn’t it? Fuck all of them.

164. “Never fear, Brooklyn is here!”

168. I think if I had been younger when I’d seen this movie for the first time, I would’ve imprinted on Spot Conlon like a baby duck. Instead, I was seventeen and now Bumlets is stuck with me.

169. Bumlets smiles into the camera and then changes to a surprised look. I think Dominic Lucero forgot he wasn’t supposed to be smiling until the last second.

170. Jack “No Pictures” Kelly smiling like an angel in a group full of beautiful disasters is my aesthetic.

177. I can wax poetic for hours about Bumlets’s hair, but when Snoddy runs his hands through his hair, it’s just as beautiful.

179. Giving Race’s “Sheepshead” line to a different newsie in the Broadway musical was so stupid. His name is literally Racetrack!

182. The exchange Race had with Itey was adorable.

185. I love Racetrack’s voice.

186. Bumlets’s hair goes flip.

189. Nothing’s better than watching a grown-ass man crawl on the floor to get to his place for the next shot.

190. FAN SPIN!!!!!!

192. Bumlets is the last to get the paper and I guarantee that he gave it to Kloppman as soon as they got back to the Lodging House.

196. “Our man Denton!”

197. “That’s Jack!” “You know this boy?” “No, never heard of him!” Jesus Christ Crutchy.

199. “That’s an unusual name for these parts” is on par with Crutchy’s conversation with Snyder in terms of ridiculousness. Bless you, Specs.

204. Sarah is so pretty like wtf.

208. “It’s the same sun as here.” I need more of Sarah gently calling out the boys on their stupidity. I bet she’d do numbers on Skittery and his misanthropy.

212. Robert Duvall really threw his whole-ass heart and soul into this movie.

215. I saw the theater exterior in pictures from Universal’s back lot. I tried picking out other locations, but since they’re more dressed up in the movie, it was hard to know for sure which locations were which.

218. “High Times, Hard Times” is such a fun song.

222. Blink, Race, and Medda dancing together is cute.

223. Bumlets, Swifty, and Snoddy are dancing behind them.

230. “Gotta kiss Medda goodbye even though I’m about to be arrested!” — Jack Kelly

233. Seeing Medda try to defend Race is heartbreaking.

234. “For God’s sake, he’s just a child, can’t you see that?” Fucking ouch.

241. “On the grounds of Brooklyn, your honor.”

245. Les loves Jack so much.

249. It’s really sweet that Mr. Tibby tried to turn down payment from Denton and even sweeter that Denton paid anyway because Lord knows those boys eat a lot, and giving food away for free like Tibby was gonna (I’m assuming) would be a huge loss for him.

255. “Racetrack, watch him,” and no hesitation on Race’s part to grab Les.

257. Jack lowkey implying that Pulitzer fought for the Confederacy is hysterical.

260. Dave damn near killed a man with the horse trick he pulled.

262. The “Santa Fe” reprise is heartbreaking.

267. Spot was gonna rip Jack’s head off lol.

268. They had to drag him to the back of the group to keep the angry kitten from committing murder.

273. Les is too good for this world and all of the older boys trying to comfort him was heartwarming.

278. I think the little redhead boy is on strike, too! He’s not in the distribution center and it looks like Morris was doing his job.

281. Sweet face? Is that really the best he could come up with?

286. Jack running to David’s rescue in a shaft of sunlight is cinematic poetry.

291. Dave is a snarky little shit.

296. Mush looks so happy to see Jack.

299. Race asking the kids if they know how to read is very considerate and period accurate. Maybe he read the Banner to the kids who couldn’t read.

302. “Disgraceful Denty!”

306. Sweet little Les and his twenty older brothers.

310. I can find Bumlets in the little end shot of “The World Will Know” reprise with all of the other kids. I scared a friend doing that.

312. “It’s like the end of the world! Oh dear, I didn’t say that.”

315. Is Pulitzer aware that the kids probably can’t hear him? Is he aware that they hate him and wouldn’t listen even if they could?

318. Jack tells Les first!!

321. Skittery and Tumbler hugging and then doing the spit shake asdfghjkl!!!

324. “Make friends with the rats. Share what you’ve got in common.”

327. You can kind of see Race and Bumlets talking behind Denton. I think Bumlets is telling Race about Roosevelt.

331. Les is crying! That’s illegal!!

332. Blink’s Chin Tap™

336. Mush and Dave have an underrated friendship.

338. “I got family here.” My heart!

344. I don’t know if I’m jealous of Jack or Sarah. (I wrote this part when I was seventeen and still think it’s funny)

345. Bumlets, Blink, and Snoddy are hanging onto each other!!!

348. The final shot is Tumbler being an adorable bean <3!!

[chaosfairy18]

Making another Bumlets drawing rn and I'm just imagining them behind me the entire time: