#eel's boy zeke

[1nm806]

ok so like

i mentioned eel ran away in my Eel Is A Little Traumatized Boy Master Post when i made that ten billion million years ago

and he went to work for the circus for a year before he was a newsie

ive posted a painting i did of him in a tutu which im supes proud of lmao but i have this thing that when he was younger and before. yknow. puberty. he worked as a bowery beauty for a while after the circus and after he was a newsie because he had to get back on his feet. and i have a lot more thoughts in that vein but they dont make much sense outside of my head other than 'something something something he had to resort to selling his body for a while and hates when people touch him without his consent because of it something something' which SUCKS for him because ive already said he was a really tactile person? so he hates when people touch him but he loves hugs and stuff like that (might also be the tism but whos to say)

so it took such a long time to trust his friends in queens enough for them to even clap him on the shoulder or something, but after they left and he became king he didnt have that support system to bounce back on so he was really struggling with trusting people until he met shoe. and even with him, it took eel months to let him get near him, because he was big and tall and brought back bad memories, but he learned that shoe wasn't like those guys in the alley when he was young, shoe would never touch him when he doesnt want to be, shoe may be a large guy but he's so so gentle with the kids. and i think thats what finally got eel to trust him, he saw how sweet he was with the littles and was like "oh he's actually like. super nice and sweet and pretty and raaah maybe he wouldnt hurt anyone for no good reason" and dimes kinda just affixed himself to eel's side and zeke just. let him. dimes was the only one zeke trusted immediately, and he's not sure why, until he sees his old friend from queens before he was king and is like oh. dimes is the same person as Evan (kind of an oc? not really, kind of like i just took one of my really good friends and stuck them in a newsie outfit and now they exsist lmao) and he''s like whelp if i can't take care of evan now, dimes is the next best thing and promptly adopts him <3

anywhizzle i have a lot of thoughts abt these stupid little guys if youse wants more <3

RAGRHAGRAARH IM GOING TO CHEW ON YOUR IDEAS I NEED RAGRHAHRAGRAHRARHAGHRAGRAH I LOVE THEM YOUR BRAIN ITS WORKING THIS IS SO RHAHRAHARHRARAGARHARH I CANT!! ARTICULATE ANY THOUGHTS!! BUT I LOVE THIS I LOVE THEM I M GOING TO RHAHRHARH!!!!! /POS/POS

ur ALWAYS good 2 share ur thoughts i ALWAYS WANNA HEAR BOUT THIS FAMBLY!!!

[1nm806]

I SCREAMED

I CRIED

I. IM INSANE I LOVE THEM THEYRE THE ONLY PEOPLE EVER EEL YOU GOT DIMES SO RIGHT IM LITERALLY IN TEARS

^ LIVE REACTION OF ME READING IT. im. i sobbed. im. oh my god. eel. eel. buddy. oh my god.

k a lil thing for @newsiesfixation and @crutchie-69 love ya boys/p <3

prompt: "i was only defending myself."

eel hummed as he moved around the kitchen, some lullaby he had heard spot sing to his littles a few times.

"suil, suil, suil a run, suil go sochair agus siuil go ciuin, suil go doras agus ealaigh liom. is go dte tu mo mhuirnin slan."

as he padded back to the stove to stir his stew, he heard the footsteps of his lover behind him.

"buonanotte, mi amore." he said over his shoulder, not looking up from his cooking as a pair of arms wrapped around his waist and a head tucked itself into his neck. a grin tugged at his lips. "hard day?" he said, bringing the hand that wasn't stirring the pot up to run his fingers through shoe's hair. a grumble came from the boy behind him, and his arms wrapped tighter around eel's waist.

"got a headache." shoe mumbled. the shorter boy clicked his tongue in sympathy as he finally put the spoon down and turned to embrace his lover. "mi dispiace, amore mio. do you want anything or just some silence?" eel kept one hand on shoe's back as he reached up between them to loosen the tie at the other's neck, unbuttoning the first button at his neck.

the brunet grumbled, and pulled eel close again as his boyfriend laughed. "okay big guy, lets get you to the couch, hm?" he guided shoe towards the door, when behind him the kitchen door flew open with a bang.

"-and the same to ya mother, you son of a-" the raven-haired hurricane that launched itself into the kitchen shouted outside.

"charles britney penelope cooper." eel said sharply. dimes' mouth shut mid-shout as he turned to face the older boys, brow furrowing as he saw them entwined. "who in the name of maria la madre de dio are you yelling at? youse knows if ya got trouble, i'll handle it." zeke's eyes widened as he took in the scuffed up state of his son baby brother young friend. "and why is youse covered in bruises? what the hell is youse doin'?"

dimes opened and closed his mouth, looking rather like a fish with his eyes wide as they flicked between eel and shoe.

"is you's sweethearts?" he finally exploded.

shoe immediately tried to step back from his lover but eel put a hand on his waist and pulled him back. "and if we is? 's not what we's talkin' bout here, bub. who are you shouting at, and why do ya look like ya got run over by a carraige?" dimes shuffled his feet and fiddled with the tie hanging from his collar.

"charlie-"

"i'se was shoutin' at some punks from the bronx, okay?" he said, hating the way his given name sounded in ezekiel's mouth.

" from the bronx? you knows we's queens, right?" eel said, disbelieving. dimes fought the urge to roll his eyes as he glanced skeptically between the two older boys.

"yeah, i do, but-" dimes started before eel cut him off.

"so why's you covered in cuts n bruises, huh?" he asked.

dimes stomped his foot, trying to get him to listen. "i told ya, they's punks! an i was only defending myself. you should see how they looks." he crossed his arms sulkily across his chest, looking at his shoes as eel huffed a disbelieving laugh. "uhuh, i'm sure your five-foot-even-ninety-pound ass got some real good sluggers in."

dimes gaped, getting frustrated. "they followed me here! they said- they said my pa- they said he didnt want me and that's why he's gone." the short fourteen year old looked like he was eight in that moment as he shrank into himself. seeing this, eel immediately felt horrible as he let go of shoe and kneeled in front of dimes.

"hey. dimes. charlie, look at me, buddy." he ducked his head to catch the watery grey irises of the boy in front of him. "hey. you never. never. listen to what those punks have gotta say, y'hear me? they're just tryna rile ya up, and you 'n i both know that ain't true. ya pops loved ya, i knows it. if he didn't, he wouldn'ta gotten ya this tie, huh?" eel brought the tie up so dimes would look at it, rubbing the silky blue material between his fingers for emphasis. dimes nodded as a tear ran down his dirty cheek.

eel wiped it away, keeping his hand on the younger boy's face as he spoke softly. "buddy, you know that ya pop loved ya, and even though he ain't here right now, youse got me 'n shoe, alright? i will never-" he poked dimes' chest with his other hand. "-ever leave youse, okay? neither of us will. youse the best gambler we got! if we let ya wander off too often, who would cheat all the guys outta their money?" that got a watery chuckle out of the grey eyed kid, bringing a smile to eel's face.

"if they ever- ever bother youse again, ya tell me, alright?" dimes nodded, sniffing as eel pulled him into an awkward hug, as he was still on his knees, and dimes was slightly taller than he was the last time they did this. but neither let go, despite their discomfort.

"m sorry i said that, kiddo. i'm sure ya can throw a real good punch." eel whispered into dimes' ear, smiling. dimes laughed, pulling back and twisting the strap of his bag. eel stayed kneeling in front of him, making sure he was really ok now. dimes looked up and made eye contact with him and smiled slightly, before catching sight of shoe behind him, and frowning again. "so- so youse are really sweethearts?" he mumbled.

eel flushed and chuckled as he stood up to lean on the table again. "yeah, we is. youse okay with that?" the small dark haired boy said nothing. "aww, c'mon, its shoe, dimes. shoe. you love shoe." eel wheedled, seeing the hesitance. his eyebrows sunk lower on his face as he walked past the two of them to go out to the common area. eel put a hand on his chest before he could leave. "bub. what's wrong."

dimes brushed the hand off, shuffling towards eel and giving shoe a wary stink eye. "if- if ya start bein sweet, then you- then..." he trailed off, swaying nervously. "then what, dimes?" shoe asked. dimes frowned again, pressing himself against eel's side. "then- then eel won't spend no more time with me." he whispered, barely audible. eel grabbed his shoulder and brought him in front to face shoe and talking into his ear. "buddy, what'd i just promise ya?"

"that you wouldn't leave." dimes mumbled dejectedly.

"uhuh. and that means ever, ya know that?"

he nodded, looking at shoe still.

"just because me n' shoe're together now, don't mean i care bout you any less, okay? i will always cheat at cards with you, or scam people on the streets, alright? ya just gotta ask."

dimes turned around and hugged the brunet boy, burying his face in his shirt. "oh- okay, yep, okay i'm not gonna cry this is fine." eel patted dimes' back, blinking hard.

"i don't wanna share you." eel heard between sobs.

"buddy, ya don't hafta. i'll only spend a little more time with shoe, alright? nothin else'll change, i swear."

dimes looked up at eel, eyes watery. "swear on ya ma?" he whispered.

eel laughed and ruffled the black haired boy's head. "swear on my ma's left buttock, kiddo." he gently pried dimes off of his torso and pushed him towards the door slightly. "go tell the boys finner's near ready, k?" dimes wiped his eyes as he nodded, walking out the door.

shoe looked at eel as the other watched fondly after the raven haired boy.

"you really love him, don't you? he's like your son."

eel sputtered, but didnt deny it. "well, if he's my son-which he isn't!-then he's yours now, too, harv." he said, smiling as e walked over and wrapped his lover in a hug. "sorry i had ta tell him we'se together." he said into the taller boy's neck. shoe shook his head. "was bound to happen anyway. better he heard it from us and not from a rumor." eel chuckled and shook his head, drawing back slightly. "that's that voice of reason i love." he pressed a kiss to his lover's lips, only pulling away when the stew started to bubble on the stove.

RAAAH THIS WAS SO FUN

i didnt cry writing this you did

[lindwurm-prince]

redraw of an old piece of Zeke and Al. Their characters have changed so much since then, from a “Jekyll & Hyde” type dynamic to a “good universe Frankenstein where the creature does get love and acceptance despite his creator’s disgust, and turns out to be a great guy”

Original from 2016:

[totalhellisland]

I am beyond angry, this god damn NoCo fanfiction has ruined my day and it is only 7:20 AM. Cody is such a fucking bastard man, he says he fucking loves Noah with all his heart, but previous knowledge points to the fact he doesn’t. I read most of the installation before this one (”Valentine Countdown”), and Cody didn’t seem nearly as hateable in that one as he does in this. Cody in this is borderline unlikeable, when he was enjoyable and cute in the previous one.

A Summary so this makes sense and the rant, idk, I’ve gone insane:

 Anyways, Cody says he loves Noah but it’s said multiple times that Cody never returned Noah’s calls or emails when they were together between the Celebrity Manhunt special and “Valentine Countdown”. Noah, understandably, upset about this and ends it with Cody (or Cody ends it with him? the fanfiction backtracks sometimes). Then World Tour comes around, Cody is trying to regain Noah’s love/affections and Alejandro is ruining those attempts left and right; because he too loves/has genuine affections for Noah. Alejandro, though he meddes with the NoCo times, shows he’s guilty because of what he’s done (case in point when he inadvertently makes Noah cry because he convinced him Cody was on a date with Sierra during the Paris episode). I’m not saying that Alejandro was right in his slippery eel bullshit, but he certainly is better than Cody is in this toward the end of the book. Alejandro comforts Noah after making him cry and makes the others of his team leave Noah alone after the challenge (mostly to his own benefit, but Noah did not want to talk atm either). Just, it’s obvious that Alejandro actually cares about Noah, he tries to get Noah’s attention and when he finally gets it, yeet here comes Cody waltzing in going, “Oh Noah I love you so *goes to smooch city*”. Cody does make attempts to get back with Noah, but he still doesn’t take into account that he’s the one who should have tried harder the first time around. Noah straight up tells him this, he considers it then, but he still calls his fuckups and the consequences they created a “misunderstanding” (chapter 11 pt 1).

Take some more responsibility for not pulling your fucking weight in the relationship, oval boy. Noah tried to stay with him before WT and Celebrity Manhunt, but Cody refused to respond to his messages or calls. If Cody really cared as much as he says did, he would have at least called back, which he admits he never did. Like bruh, Noah literally loves him to the point he says he can’t love anyone else and that he will always love Cody. Cody single-handedly ruined his own chances with Noah, but, inadvertently, Alejandro’s and Noah’s chance at love. Then, Cody has the audacity to say that it’s a “misunderstanding” that he was going to “put to rest” and that this time he will “make sure Noah listened.” The last time this bitch tried to explain something, he fucked up so bad that Noah thought Cody was talking about their time in Paris and not the “date” Sierra and Cody had.

I cannot with this shit; even if I didn’t ship AleNoah, Alejandro is still the better, more genuine choice for Noah! I understand that Noah has been through a lot in this fanfiction, but I’m sure Alejandro would understand if Noah wanted to wait until after the show to decide and shit. But NO! This fic must fit the NOCO AGENDA, wherein Cody and Noah always end up together even if it’s not good for them. Obviously, the fanfiction was destined to end in NoCo, but why did Cody have to be so unlikeable to me? I liked him in the other fics, he’s a simp, sure, but he’s a genuine simp. In this, it just feels like he’s clinging onto the last thing that “makes” him happy. Cody seems want to be with Noah more for the factor of nostalgia than anything else, he misses the good times they had together and not Noah as a whole. (I am realizing I might have read in a bit too much to this 2015 NoCo fanfiction.)

I should stop before I get too far into this narc rant of mine. Don’t go attack the author. If you do and I find out, you will be blocked. I do not support such actions. I am complaining, yes, but it’s about the context of the story and not the author themselves, please do leave them be.

On a general note, I like NoCo and AleNoah, but this ff Cody rubbed me the wrong way. I genuinely dislike him. He’s an oval-headed bitch who doesn’t deserve my guy Noah’s attention.

why am I like this please help, i just went on a six paragraph rant from 7:20 AM to 8:11 AM

Send help, I have possibly gone insane from Coronatime.

- Noah needs help and should stop reading old fanfiction after staying up since yesterday

Update 8:30 AM: I probably should have finished the fanfiction before going on a narc rage. Anyways, Alejandro was definitely gonna push Noah out of the fucking plane before Noah apologized for stringing him along and playing with his heart unintentionally. Still, bruh, Alejandro what the fuck. 

Update 8:41 AM: I straight up forgot about the seduction shit Alejandro pulled near the beginning of the story. Ngl, that shit was fucked up. So, the real mvps here are Izzy, Owen, Tyler, Gwen, Ezekiel, and DJ. They have been helpful and good friends to Cody and Noah.

Update 8:50 AM: ZEKE FUCKING DIED. HE SACRIFICED HIS LIFE TO SAVE NOAH FROM GETTING SUCKED OUT OF THE CARGO HOLD. ALEJANDRO IS BIG SUCC AND CODY KISSED NOAH AFTER THEIR MUTUAL FRIEND POSSIBLY DIED. I FUCKING HATE EVERY MAJOR PLAYER IN THIS FANFICTION. THE ABSOLUTE FUCKERY AND TOMFOOLERY THIS SHOWS, I AM TIRED, FLABBERGASTED, AND, FOR ONCE IN MY TD FAN CAREER, I WISH ZEKE WOULD HAVE STAYED AROUND. (I refuse to read the final chapter after this, I did. I’m done. I can’t.) 

[cryptid-killjoy]

Scout Temple Laveau - Nickname “Lizard” - FC: Kristen Stewart

Parentage: Paternal- Flotsam Laveau  / Maternal- Cinderella Laveau - But, She considers Jetsam a father too considering they live in a poly-family.

Connections: She has his 3 siblings (River, Chip & Dale) - Zeke is her “Uncle” and Brigitte a cousin. Allies with the voodoo encampment.

Powers: She was passed her father’s electric eel powers and shared sight with the rest of her magic in development. 

She’s the youngest Laveau. 

Scout is the Laveau that never went to the Magisterium at all. She refused to be a part of the whole “the boys were going to keep an eye on the girls” bit for Piper. 

She’s the one that never caved to Flotsam, Kuzco, or Cinderella’s narrative to be a part of the witch / voodoo unity shit. She doesn’t give a shit about any of it. She did however live in the air ducts while the boys went there to keep an eye on them. 

Hobbies: Circuit bending, Muscle cars, Exotic Reptile Conventions, Map making - She makes maps of the city, lands, realms, but more than geography. They’re specialized for types of trees, fruits, animals, people’s vehicles, back alleys, fence lines - tall, short, wooden, gates, private citizen’s daily schedules, (add stalking to the hobby list) pets, gas lines, delivery truck schedules, all kinds of weird things.

[londontheatre]

Artistic Director of Sheffield Theatres Robert Hastie today announces the full cast for his Christmas production of The Wizard of Oz – Catrin Aaron (Miss Gulch / Wicked Witch), Jonathan Broadbent (Zeke/Lion), Gabrielle Brooks (Dorothy), Ryan Ellsworth (Professor Marvel / The Wizard Of Oz), Andrew Langtree (Hunk / Scarecrow), Michael Matus (Uncle Henry / Oz Doorkeeper), Sophia Nomvete (Aunt Em / Glinda) and Max Parker (Hickory / Tin Man); and completing the ensemble, Simon Anthony, Piers Bates, Myles Brown, Collette Coleman, Claire Doyle, Glen Facey, Samantha Hull, Blythe Jandoo, Fergal Mcgoff, Jo Lucy Rackham, Michael James Stewart, Charley Vincent, Rhiannon Wallace and Charlotte-Kate Warren. The production opens on 13th December, with previews from 7th December, and also announced today, extends its run due to popular demand, now closing on 20th January 2018. Tickets for the extra week of performances go on sale on 14th October 2017.

‘Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high, there’s a land that I heard of, once in a lullaby’ The technicolour classic that takes the whole family to the Emerald City and back again. Join Dorothy and all her friends for this glorious technicolor production of the timeless classic, The Wizard of Oz. Skip along the yellow brick road and journey through munchkin land all the way to Oz, carried along by all your favourite tunes, including Over the Rainbow and We’re Off to See the Wizard, in this festive family spectacular.

Catrin Aaron plays Miss Gulch / Wicked Witch. She is an Associate for Theatr Clwyd, where her work includes Little Voice, Cat on a Hot Tin Roof, All My Sons, The Light of Heart, Aristocrats; Salt, Root and Roe; Humbug, God of Carnage, A Doll’s House, Roots, Taking Steps, Gaslight, Dancing at Lughnasa, A Small Family Business, Festen, Mary Stuart, Twilight Tales, Macbeth, A Toy Epic, Tales from Europe, The Timeless Myths of the Mabinogi, Of Mice and Men, The Grapes of Wrath, The Voyage, The Way It Was, Flights of Fancy, Hobson’s Choice, One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest and Silas Marner. Her other theatre work includes Henry V (Regent’s Park Open Air Theatre), The Forsythe Sisters (Gaggle Babble), Sex and the Three Day Week (Liverpool Playhouse) and What People Do and London: Let’s Get Visceral (Old Vic Tunnels). For television, her work includes The Indian Doctor and The Bastard Executioner; and for film, the forthcoming Apostle.

Jonathan Broadbent plays Zeke/Lion. For theatre, his work includes for the RSC, The Tempest (also Barbican), Queen Anne and Love for Love; My Night with Reg (Apollo Theatre), Grand Guignol (Southwark Playhouse), Hamlet (Rose Theatre), Damned by Despair (National Theatre) and A Midsummer Night’s Dream (Royal Exchange). For television, his work includes Gimme, Gimme, Gimme; Cold War and Alice in Wonderland; and for film, The Magic Flute and As You Like It.

Gabrielle Brooks returns to Sheffield Theatres to play Dorothy – she previously appeared in Everybody’s Talking About Jamie. He r other theatre work includes Lazarus (Kings Cross Theatre), Red Snapper (Belgrade Theatre), The Strangers Case (Liverpool Everyman), The Book of Mormon (Prince of Wales), I Can’t Sing (London Palladium), Our House (Savoy Theatre) and Avenue Q (UK No 1 Tour/ Cameron Mackintosh). For television, her work includes Paul O’Grady Show and Coming Down the Mountain; and for film, Notes on a Scandal.

Ryan Ellsworth plays Professor Marvel / The Wizard Of Oz. For theatre, his work includes Labyrinth (Hampstead Theatre), Henry V (Regent’s Park Open Air Theatre), ‘Tis Pity She’s a Whore, Cymbeline (Cheek by Jowl), Where There’s a Will (English Touring Theatre) and Antigone (The Old Vic). For television, his work includes A Royal Winter, Manhunt and Island at War, and for film, Bel Ami.

Andrew Langtree plays Hunk / Scarecrow. His theatre work includes Albert’s Boy (Orange Tree Theatre), The Hypocrite (RSC and Hull Truck), Treasure Island (Birmingham Rep), Groundhog Day (The Old Vic), Cat on a Hot Tin Roof (Theatr Clwyd) and Oppenheimer (RSC and Vaudeville Theatre). For television, his work includes The Royal and Cutting It; and for film, Delovely.

Michael Matus plays Uncle Henry / Oz Doorkeeper. His theatre work includes King Lear (Chichester Festival Theatre), The Frogs, The Return of the Soldier (Jermyn Street Theatre), Peter and the Starcatcher (Royal and Derngate), The Phantom of the Opera (Her Majesty’s Theatre), Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown (Playhouse Theatre), The A to Z of Mrs P (Southwark Playhouse) and The Sound of Music (Regent’s Park Open Air Theatre). For television, his work includes Endeavour, A prince Among Men, Then and A Perfect World; and for film, A Muppet Christmas Carol.

Sophia Nomvete plays Aunt Em / Glinda. Her theatre work includes Wind in the Willows, Noises Off (UK tours), The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe (Birmingham Rep), As You Like It, The Heresy of Love (Shakespeare’s Globe), Much Ado About Nothing (Royal Exchange), The Color Purple (Menier Chocolate Factory), The Pyjama Game (Chichester Festival Theatre) and Ragtime and A Midsummer Night’s Dream (Regent’s Park Open Air Theatre).

Max Parker plays Hickory / Tin Man. For theatre, his work includes Matilda (Cambridge Theatre), Guys and Dolls (Savoy Theatre and Phoenix Theatre), I Can’t Sing (The Palladium), Barnum (Chichester Festival Theatre) and Kiss Me Kate (WNO).

Artistic Director of Sheffield Theatres Robert Hastie directs. He was born in Scarborough, North Yorkshire. His credits for the company include Julius Caesar (Best Director nomination for the 2017 UK Theatre Awards) and Of Kith and Kin (also Bush Theatre).

His other theatre credits include Breaking the Code (Royal Exchange, Manchester), Henry V (Regent’s Park Open Air Theatre) and Cat on a Hot Tin Roof (Theatr Clwyd). As an Associate Director of the Donmar Warehouse, his work includes My Night With Reg by Kevin Elyot (also West End – Hastie was nominated for Best Newcomer at the Evening Standard Theatre Awards, and the production was nominated for Best Revival at the Olivier Awards), and Splendour, by Abi Morgan.

His other directing credits include Carthage, Events While Guarding The Bofors Gun (Finborough Theatre), Sunburst (Holborn Grange Hotel), Sixty-Six Books (Bush Theatre) and A Breakfast of Eels (Print Room).

CRUCIBLE THE WIZARD OF OZ By L. Frank Baum With Music and Lyrics by Harold Arlen & E. Y. Harburg Background Music by Herbert Stothart Dance and Vocal Arrangements by Peter Howard Orchestration by Larry Wilcox Adapted by John Kane for the Royal Shakespeare Company Based upon the Classic Motion Picture owned by Turner Entertainment Co. and distributed in all media by Warner Bros.

Director: Robert Hastie; Designer: Janet Bird; Choreographer: Ewan Jones Music Director: by Toby Higgins; Lighting Designer: Richard Howell; Sound Designer: Mike Walker Puppet Designer: Rachael Canning; Casting Director: William Burton CDG

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[1nm806]

hi... @crutchie-69 ( @the-woild-is-y-erster thought u might wanna see this too.. unsure tho!)

there was never silence in the manhattan newsie lodging house, but any volume was immediately doubled the moment any games were taking place. the current players sat around the card table were loud, mostly yelling at a pair of gamblers - both of whom wore matching wide grins as their fellow players shouted about them cheating at cards.

eventually, dimes - the shorter of the two - excused himself, walking over to the door, dodging the occasional piece of cutlery thrown at his head over his (definitely 100% totally fairly won) winnings, laughing loudly as the yelling quickly turned back on racetrack.

he readjusted his brown hat as he heard the italian say: "cmon fellas, one last game, double it - all or nothin!", and quickly slipped out the front door of the house. maybe he wanted to stick around and see if racer got soaked, but if he came back home with one more bruise from his own idiocy, shoe would probably take away his pack of cards. standing on the steps, he was focused on tucking his shirt into his shorts - too focused to realise that someone was also trying to leave the building. the only thing that tipped him off that that was an exclamation of surprise from behind him, and then someone walking straight into the back of him, knocking him down onto the street with a thud.

scrabbling to stand up before anyone saw him lying on the floor, dimes turned around to see a pair of the manhattan newsies, though he only recognised one of them. crutchie was making his way down the stairs, followed by some other guy the queen's newsie hadn't met before.

as the small boy brushed himself down, mystery boy opened his mouth to speak.

"you alright? took a fall and a half there, kid," he said. dimes gaped up at him, blinking slowly like a small child that was looking at some animal for the first time.

"dimes? buddy, if you have some memory issue now i ain't sure how i's gonna tell eel bout that-" came the concerned addition from crutchie, as the black haired boy's mouth opened and closed like a fish's before he blurted out:

"youse sound funny. whys you sound like that?"

there was a beat of silence, before the stranger burst out laughing, as crutchie desperately tried to do some level of damage control after dimes' impulsive words.

"i'm irish, kid. i have the accent still," mystery-irish boy responded once he'd stopped laughing.

"oh.. then the accents funny. youse still sounds weird, either way, i thinks," dimes tilted his head, face scrunched up in confusion. "who are you anyway? i ain't ever seen you 'round here."

"you'se ain't a newsie from this borough, dimes," crutchie pointed out - damn his sense, dimes thought the guy should stop spending time with davey, "of course you ain't seen him."

"the lads call me socks, on account of mine," said the no-longer-mysterious irish guy, gesturing at his (definitely odd) pair.

"dimes," came the response from the scrawny boy, as he looked socks up and down, "you gamble?"

"not against the kid who jus sent half the lodgin house into uproar with his cheating," socks smiled. goddamn it, he had sense as well! what was with all these hattan boys learning to use their brains?

"it wasn't cheatin, it was tactical choices used to win."

"definitely cheating."

"it weren't cheatin! i ain't ever cheated in my life! there ain't no proof-"

"alright, alright," crutchie cut in, shaking his head with amused exasperation, "dimes, we all know yous a cheater. and we also all knows you gots to run back to queen's or else eel'll send outta search party."

that got the kid's attention, though it didn't stop him childishly sticking his tongue out at the older boy for cutting him off. "fine! i's'll be back soon, nd youse nd your ir'sh newbie better not be here turnin your boys against my games!"

with that final comment, dimes turned on his heel and started the walk back to queen's, the last thing he heard was crutchie and socks saying something and laughing before he turned the corner, silently wondering where exactly irish people came from and if he would be laughed at for asking. geography wasn't his strong suit.

[1nm806]

Working hard in the mines. Thinking about Dimes and Zeke. I think they're fun.

[1nm806]

SCREAMING (also the audio is (i think?) from the lego monkey king show). im insane. i think yuo might also be in sane baotu them as well. sorry i just woke upmy typing is a little shit. but. oh my god. AGRARHARHGARH

oh my god @newsiesfixation dude i just had a dream about eel and dimes whatthefukc like deadarse i dreamed abt them

ok so like

this is hard to explain

ok so i was eel, right? but i know i was young, like eight, and i remember looking up at my brother-it was weird because it was my brother, not eel's, maybe thats just the projecting again lmao-but you know that audio (i think its from onward?) "ohhhh no, cant you hold the magic staff any more? well, i guess there really is nothing special about you. you're just some kid with a stupid stick." i heard that, but it was something something "make our parents happy" and so i started bawling in the dream, and somehow i turned into dimes looking up at eel like halfway through the phrase and like

you know how you can feel someone's disgust for something? i felt the strongest wave of disgust i have ever felt from me as eel looking up at my brother, and me as dimes looking up at eel. you have no fjuckung idea how harfd im crying rn i

im having fukcnibg dreams about them now. and theyre making me cry.

i just????? i???? you know????? i cant put exactly what im feeling into words but like????? do you know what i mean?????? like i felt like dimes in that moment and i felt the disappointment from eel and i

in literaly sobbing you font even know im cryings so harg righnt noe

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consider: you know how all the brooklyn newsies have slingshots in 92sies?

concept: queens newsies have boomerangs

yes i am saying this because i have one and i came up with the horrible idea to give dimes and eel one

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whoops! whats this! surely not the first draft of my eel gilded lily animatic! whaaaat!!!

tagging the homies because yall seemed excited when i posted abt this before @toffyrats @newsiesfixation @crutchie69 @sluttylittlenewsboy @ftm-megamind

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what if. what if i told you folk (newsie oc havers, aka @newsiesfixation and @crutchie-69 and also any'a the other fam)

that i might work on a animatic type thing abt eel to the song gilded lily

what then

should i scrap it or would you guys actually like to see that

it probably wouldnt get finished anytime soon i got a assbutt-ton of stuff this week but like

in da future (this month or next)

is that a thing i should do

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i screamed. i was already crying but i m crying so much harder i love them u got him so right theyre so cute. i love shoe and eel so much theyre so GOOD !!!! insane !! RAGRGARHARHHARGARHRAHRAH ur so real. ur so good. i love ur writing so much oh my god

um um!! purrhaps 3 (the jumping in front of the other one? ya that) or the "oh my god, where have you been?! i was so worried about you! are you okay? did you get hurt?!" one w dimes nd eel pretty please :00 idm which prompt u use ^^ ill send an ask for one w eel nd shoe once ive finished cooking if u want more :P - jack

ok hi jackie thank you bub

sorry this is late lol got busy<3

im gonna do the second one but not the way i think it would normally be done lmao :)

prompt: "where have you been? i was so worried! are you hurt?"

it was ten o'clock. it was ten o'clock, and eel had said he would be back at the lodge no later than eight-thirty. and dimes was getting worried.

shoe had gone with him, wherever they went, and had said something about going to see the leader of the bronx, which, given how late he said they would be back, checked out, because the bronx was all the way on the other side of the river, and then all the way through lower manhattan, so dimes knew it would take a long time to get there and back, but still.

it was near two hours after eel had said they would be back, and dimes was trying to reason with himself. maybe they just lost track of time. no, eel had his pocket watch, and when he wasn't fiddling with the chain, he was checking it religiously, as being late made him nervous. and shoe may not have been the best at remembering names and faces, but he had memorized the entire street system of the entire city for fun one particularly bad winter, so there was no way they could've gotten lost, between his knowledge and eel's street smarts.

dimes slid silently off eel's bed where he had been waiting, and padded silently downstairs to the room where the lodging house keeper slept, and creeped into the doorway.

"miss eden?" he whispered nervously. she awoke imediately, turning to see what the small teen wanted. "si, mio nipote?" she rasped, her voice heavy with sleep.

dimes gulped. "do- do you- does youse know when eel'n shoe says they would be back?"

the woman's long brown hair, silvering at the roots, fell gracefully over her shoulder as she sat up more. "are they not back yet? ezechiele said he would be home at eight." she yawned aggressively. dimes' brow furrowed, but he started backing out of the room. "s'ok, miss eden, i'se sure they's 'll be back soon." eden just rolled over and fluffed her pillows as she sighed.

dimes chewed his nails as he padded out into the common room and stood there. he couldn't wake anyone else up; squirt was a little, he wouldn't be of any help, mouse might be able to, but he never slept enough so his few hours were precious. moon was off in harlem; he was staying with his sweetheart, she had invited him over for dinner the day before, and he had said it was probable he wouldn't be back that same day. bubbles would just laugh at him for worrying, then promptly get worried himself, breaking down his "emotionally-unavailable-bad-boy image" (his words) and showing his genuine concern.

so dimes was alone on this.

just as his eyes started to burn and his throat started to close up in panic, the kitchen door creaked open.

he raced into the room and stopped short at the sight of eel leaning heavily on shoe, the latter practically holding his entire weight as moonlight spilled in from the open door behind them. eel was clutching his side, just below his ribs as the two stumbled into the kitchen. dimes stood there gaping at them, before he sprinted at them and caught shoe in an awkward hug.

he pulled back and promptly slapped the taller boy. "where were you? it's been two hours since ya said youse would be home!" dimes stuck an angry finger in shoe's chest as the teen reeled from the slap. "i'se was so fuckin' worried about ya-" he stopped as eel let out a indignant huff.

"don't-" he coughed weakly. "don't swear, kiddo." dimes laughed incredulously. "yeah? well don't do stupid shit an get youself hurt again-which i still need to know what happened-and i won't call you every name in the book, you son of-"

zeke's head drooped and his eyelids fluttered. shoe quickly moved past an indignant dimes to put eel on a couch, before unbuttoning the latter's shirt and vest to look at the wound.

eel panicked, shoving shoe's hands away and curling up as best as he could. "no...please! please, i ain't...no..." his words were starting to slur, bloodloss and delirium setting in as he backed away from his lover, eyes wide but unseeing. shoe stopped moving immediately, dropping his hands to his side and lowering his voice. "hey now baby, i'se just tryna see how bad it is. i swear on my life i ain't gonna do nothin." he murmured, making eye contact with the shaking teen.

eel blinked at him, eyes glossy, before he nodded slowly and carefully unclenched his limbs to allow the other to look at the wound on his side. he flinched, hard, as the taller boy's hand touched his side, and shoe winced right along with him, putting a reassuring hand on his stomach gently as he peeled the fabric away from the source of the blood.

the noise eel hid in his throat was so full of pain, dimes backed away, shutting his eyes as he put his hands over his ears and sat on the floor.

"good news, you only got grazed. bad news, youse lost a lotta blood." dimes scrambled to his feet and rushed over, eyes wide as he peeked around shoe to look. the sheer amount of blood made him nauseous, but years of living in rough neighborhoods taught him that it wasn't as bad as it looked.

shoe put his hand firmly over the wound-which dimes had figured out was a gunshot wound, he would definitely be asking about that later-and turned to the hovering boy. "bring me some water an a rag, yeah? oh, and grab some'a the bandages eel keeps in the cabinet in the bathroom."

"youse wasn't s'posed to know bout those, tesoro." zeke grunted, teeth clenched. "yeah well, you should've hidden em better, and not gotten shot!" shoe snapped as he brushed his partner's hair out of his eyes, no real heat behind the words.

dimes rolled his eyes at their antics. like an old married couple, he thought fondly as he raced upstairs to get what shoe had asked.

after eel was patched up and given a damp cloth to rest over his eyes (shoe said he cracked his head against a wall, this would help with the headache) dimes was curled up in an armchair across from the resting teen, watching shoe out of the corner of his eye as he puttered around the rooms. shoe finally came to rest in the other chair next to dimes, flopping down with a worried sigh as he glanced over at his lover.

dimes sat watching shoe watching eel, wondering what he was thinking.

dimes had never really understood why people kissed, or got together. he didn't know why people said they fell in love. what did love even feel like? he wasn't quite sure, he had never felt that for someone before.

but looking at shoe, seeing the expression on his face as he took care of his partner, dimes was pretty sure that that's what love was. taking care of someone, respecting their boundries and helping them get through life. togetherness.

near as dimes could guess, that's what love was.

and his heart felt full at the thought of someone making his...eel was practically like his dad at this point. his older brother so happy, and seeing the looks they gave eachother may have made him want to barf, but the sweetness of those glances when they thought the other wasn't looking wasn't lost on him.

no, he may never feel love like they did. and he was ok with that. but he was so glad that his two favourite people got to experience that joy with eachother.

unedited n all that, really hopes ya like this jackie!! <3

dunno it automatically tags you when i answer so @newsiesfixation

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oh my god wait

ok yes stfu i know my ocs dont technically exsist BUT THEY EXSIST IN MY HEAD OK

so like

modern au (jesus christ. im thinking about aus. for characters that arent even real. ok.) you know how someone who is eighteen can technically adopt someone who is seventeen?

ok so what if

eel was in the foster system after he ran away/maybe his parents die in a modern au just to be nicer to him

and he meets dimes/charlie in a foster house and they basically on sight just point at eachother and be like "you are my brother now" and theyre inseparable from there

so dimes gets taken to a different foster home because the family doesnt have enough funds per the government to support that many kids (maybe this is where eel meets jack and spot too... in my brain they were foster brothers aswell because i say so xx)

and eel is devastated (rightfully so, that was his brother :() and so he ages out soon after and puts his entire heart and soul into working as hard as he can to save up enough money to be able to financially support both himself and dimes

and for dimes' seventeenth birthday.

eel figures out the address of the foster house he's in and shows up on the front door, adoption papers in hand.

RAAAH i have so many thoughts about this (lmk if you agree/ have any input, @newsiesfixation xx ive kind of just absorbed dimes a little bit, havent i? mb bro i'll give him back if you want)

but mostly i wanted to put this on paper so to speak because i had the thought of dimes goofing around and eel loves to just "now, son-" and put a patronizing hand on his shoulder before they both start laughing

because even though he's only two years older, dimes is technically his son and i just

i dunno

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yo @the-salt-from-the-void you wanted a wip of my eel animatic?

this is as close as youre getting :::))))))))

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those one pictures of c hemsworth and rdj with their respective kids but its sheel with chiara💀

the two times they took her to brighton beach (yes ik sunglasses werent invented until 1913 stfu)

they took her when she was still little to teach her to swim, and then later when she was abt six-seven and she begged shoe to play in the surf with her (shes having the time of her life i prommy<3)

dimes is sitting in the sun making sand castles with a couple of the other queens newsies (lmk if yall ever wanna see a few of my background queens ocs💯💯)