#jack and Davey are oblivious

[corpusdiem-seizethedead]

Davey: Wow, it’s so beautiful tonight-

Jack: Yeah, it’s just you, me, and the moon…

*music swells…*

*magic in the air…*

*record scratch*

The Moon: Hey! You two should kiss!

[loiteringandlurking]

ok so. jack was denied physical touch for all of his life, and the newsies aren't really big on it. jack sought out physical touch through playful slaps and shadow boxing, and flopping his arm over someone's shoulder as inconspicuously as possible.

Davey sees straight through it ... and he lets jack do his thing. lets jack shadow box him and rub his shoulders and offer to give him back massages and beat him up out of love ... because he knows jack needs that kind of validation ... (meanwhile jacks thinking he's the most inconspicuous guy ever)

so when jack starts gravitating towards davey, davey takes that as a success . jack feels safe around him ... and davey knows, especially regarding jacks past, that this is a feat. to be this close with jack, who only ever let his walls all the way down around crutchie ...

and when jack confesses thag he has feelings for davey, Davey can't help but celebrate on the inside. sure, he's had feelings for jack for ages too, but davey takes the greatest joy in the fact that he is one of jacks few safe people ....

[frogmanfae]

I just watched one of those minecraft reddit aita videos and the guy was freaking out because he realized he had a problem with his gay roommate because he got disgusted when he brought guys over so ofc that meant he was homophobic but what it actually meant was that he was bisexual and had a massive crush on his roommate and the disgust was jealousy and that's so javid

[ask--the--newsies]

do you love Jack?/ Davey (duh)

"yeah, absolutely! me and jack are great friends and he's always been there for me so, yeah!"

[loving-jack-kelly]

jack would flirt with everybody all the time constantly and then be shocked and confused when somebody doesn't realize he's being sincere and actually wants to start something with them. jack would also be very very good at flirting for fun and very very bad at flirting for real. davey would find both of these traits insanely attractive and endearing.

[livesincerely]

I think the secondary pairing in the cheerleading fic is going to be Ralbert, featuring Cheerleader/Track Star Racetrack (hence the nickname) and Offensive Lineman Albert.

I’m very much imagining their dynamic as Racetrack being a massive flirt that does absolutely everything in his power to get a smile or laugh out of the more stoic Albert, but when Albert finally turns the tables on him and flirts back, Race turns so red so fast that he can’t even get a response out.

[theres-no-escaping-us-pal]

JAVEY HEADCANNONS

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pre-relationship:

literally obsessed with each other.

like, Davey can’t shut up about Jack to Les

and Les is js like “okay? 🤨”

and Jack can’t stop drawing at Davey.

it gives him an excuse to stare at him.

he tells everyone that Davey is just fun to draw.

and then everyone’s looking at him like “sure buddy, suuureeeee”

a lot of ‘accidental’ hand brushes.

and other acts of ‘accidental affection’ like shoulder brushes and thighs touching when they sit next to each other.

Davey was the first person Jack cried in front of (other than Crutchie, of course)

Crutchie, Race, and Albert have a bet going over who’s gonna confess to who.

“Racer- psst- Race!” “what?” “twenty bucks says Jack confesses to Davey.” “you’re on!”

every single one of the newsies understood what was going on between them before they did.

Crutchie was their biggest shipper.

overall it’s a lot of them being blushing, oblivious, idiots.

confession:

I feel like it could go one of two ways.

option 1: Jack plans a romantic confession on the rooftop and gives Davey a whole romantic speech before saying, “so, what do ya say, Dave?” and kissing him.

ORRRR

option 2: Davey sees Jack’s collection of drawings of him while he and Jack are on the rooftop.

and Davey’s like “so… what are these?”

and Jack gets all blushy and starts stuttering like “I-I- well… uhm… so, ya see… y’know… uhm….”

then Davey just grabs his collar and kisses him.

anyways, choose whichever one you like better.

when Jack tells Crutchie, he either goes “oh, hell yes! RACER!! YOU OWE ME TWENTY!!” or “GODDAMNIT!! YOU COULDN’T’VE JUST PLUCKED UP THE CORAGE TO DO IT YOURSELF!? DAMNIT, JACK! I’M DOWN TWENTY DOLLARS!”

either way, he’s super happy for them.

post-confession (boyfriends):

tried to hide it from the newsies at first cause they were scared they wouldn’t be supportive.

then, one day Race found them kissing and was kinda just like 😐 before yelling for the other newsies. (I might write this as a oneshot)

obviously all of them are supportive.

even the Delancey’s were when they found out.

they’d tease the fuck out of them but not in a homophobic way, just a more light hearted way.

Jack always has his arm around Davey’s shoulders/waist when they’re walking.

pulled Davey down to kiss him by the tie one time and Davey couldn’t stop blushing.

sometimes Jack stands on boxes/stairs or sits on a bunk when him and Davey kiss cause he likes to feel taller.

Davey always makes sure that Jack is fed.

even if it means he gives up his food for him.

like, Ethster packs lunches for Davey and Les.

but most of the time Davey just gives his to Jack to make sure he gets at least one good meal.

Davey always lies about eating a lot at breakfast so Jack won’t feel bad.

Davey holds Jack against his chest when they cuddle.

if they’re spooning, they argue over who’s the small spoon.

Jack wins most of the time.

Jack likes to kiss Davey’s nose, cheek, or forehead in public, but kisses on the lips are only in private.

Davey reads out loud to Jack while Jack draws.

Jack’s love language is definitely physical affection or words of affirmation and Davey’s is quality time followed closely by physical affection.

they’re incredibly domestic.

Crutchie will make gagging sounds whenever they’re being really coupley.

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in conclusion: Jack and Davey are perfect and if anyone disagrees they can fuck right off my page. ❤️❤️❤️

[i-got-poisenality]

what's the most random headcanon you're absolutely convinced of

ooooo ok i have a few

and i will fight anyone on these

Albert is a great cook, a few years after the strike he gets a job cooking at Jacobi’s

Crutchie can bench press other newsies and has beaten Spot Conlon in arm wrestling matches (Spot then flipped the table)

Jack and Davey take a trip to Santa Fe after they get married (no one mention that gay marriage wasn’t legal then, they’re married, shut up)

modern Race smokes weed and knows every line, lyric, and dance move in mean girls

Miss Medda adopts both Jack and Crutchie in every universe

Sarah and Kathrine are gay and in love, they’re married

Race is secretly a genius (modern Race double majors in astrophysics and musical theatre in collage)

it’s impossible for Crutchie to pass an animal without petting it (modern Crutchie works at an animal shelter)

Albert is aroace

Jack’s love language is drawing people, he filled a sketchbook with just Davey

Race and Crutchie are boyfriends, they are also oblivious idiots who were practically dating long before either one confessed and the only reason they aren’t married is because they’re both to chicken to propose

YORK IS JESSE TUCK

i think that’s about all the one’s i’d fight someone about

thanks so much for the ask!!

[bigmack2go]

Newsies ships as love tropes because i can

Blush - soulmates

Snitey - opposites attract

Dill (Darcy/Bill) - academic rivals, secret dating

Bartherine - better together

Dathy (Katherine/Darcy) - childhood sweethearts

Newbians - forbidden love

Jatherine - (onesided) rival(s) to lovers, (the other side(d)) love at first sight

Javerine - two roads (,) -turned triangle, accidedntal throuple

Dove (Davey/Oscar) - bitter ex’s (again. Let me have this lol)

Javey/Javid/Jelly- oblivious idiots, slowburn, so much pining

Spavid- bfb AND/OR second chance romance

Jackpot- bitter ex’s (ik this isnt a lovetrope but its true)

Sprace/Space - not so secret dating, grumpy x sunshine

Rally (Race/Jack) - not just friends

Rave (Race/Davey) - unlikely lovers

Spralbert - love corner turned triangle

Spralmer - longtime duo (in this case trio) x newcommer

Spalbert - second chance OR fuckbuddys turned lovers

Amber/Almer - sweet love, not so secret dating

Ralbert -best friends to lovers, probably slowburn, oblivious idiots, even more pining than javey somehow

Redfinch - fake dating

Lovebird - sweet love, not so secret dating

Crunch - sweet love

Binch/Bitch - amnesia romance

Belmer - sweet love

Crack -secret pining

Crackvey - […] has two hands

Decs - and they were roommates

Hike/Ikeshot - small slanky™️ x Big Buff™️

Bumswiftery/Butterfly - toomates to lovers, big bed. Also probably one road

Buttery(Bumlets/Skittery) - grumpy x sunshine

Hotspot - jUsT brOs BeInG cLosE, not just friends

Joke (Jojo/Mike) - secret dating, possibly forbidden love

Spatherine - perfect match, the leabians nextdoor OR (probably bothsided) “i can fix them”

Spetherine - unlikely lovers, perfect match (i see how this might seem like it doesnt make sense but it does okay. Trust me. I have sources)1

Smallsper - gradual friends to lovers, no one knows when it changed

Smallsperboy - kitchentable polyamory

Snullsperboy - polycule dice, kitchentable polyamory

Peanutboy - oblivious idiots

Scotch (Scobe/Stitches) - enemies to lovers OR the lesbians next door

[kitswritingantics]

Pleeeeease newsies fantasy AU I beggggg

HEHEHAHAHAHAHH I'VE BEEN WAITING MY ENTIRE LIFE TO YAP ABOUT THIS

now just hear me out. think of like. super mario. evil king (pulitzer) has princess katherine locked away. prince jack (forced to marry her in like a month) has to go save her, don't wanna, blah blah blah. get's sent with his servant/partner in crime/best friend charlie (aka crutchie) and knight david. (they're gay. in case you can't tell. i'm a javid truther but i can also be a jatherine truther. jack has two hands.)

on the way the goobers find travelling minstrels (race and spot), bounty hunters/thieves (buttons, finch, and elmer. the guys ever), and all of them tag along to help them fight the king and his dragon (the dragon's probaby snyder now that i think really deeply about it. that's honestly so funny). also more homosexuality, elmer's down BAD for charlie who's an oblivious (and equally down bad) little loser.

you know the drill, fairy tales have happy endings, they save princess katherine and jack decides "hey! i don't wanna marry her!" and goes and kisses davey instead. davey sets up kath with his older sister sarah and they fall in love. charlie and elmer are really bashful and adorable i'm obsessed with them. also LESBIAN SPRACE. BECAUSE I CAN.

anyways there's my yap hope you enjoy!!! i might end up writing this later only time will tell!!

[ya-what--ya-erster]

Jealous, Oblivious, Text Me Tomorrow

Have some pre-relationship Javey

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Jack Kelly's favorite activity, by far, is stealing Davey's clothes. Specifically the sweatshirts, though, because Davey always managed to keep them soft, no matter how many times they were ran through the dryer.

Jack enjoys Davey's sweatshirts, and it's easy to take them, so he does.

Davey doesn't really mean it when he objects.

This time it was different, though.

"I believe that's mine." Davey said, entering their dorm one evening after a date.

"Oh, here." Jack peeled off the sweatshirt and handed it to Davey. Davey blinked in surprise. Jack never complied like that.

"I didn't mean you had to take it off, you know?"

"Uh-huh."

Davey paused. What was up with him?

"Do you want to put it back on?"

"Nah, it's alright. Better save it for Kyle."

"Who?"

"Your date? That you just got back from, by the way."

"Oh, Kyler? No, he had his own jacket, he wouldn't need this."

Jack laughed a strained laugh.

"You don't get it, do you Dave?"

Davey looked confused, and it tore Jack apart. He buried his face in the couch, groaning in agony.

"I don't, not really." Davey said. "I mean, why would he need this? you're the only person I know that wears like six layers of sweatshirts."

Jack sighed.

He could be fine with this.

"Sorry, I just- come tell me about the date?"

Davey's eyes did not light up as he smiled and said, "Okay." Which gave Jack hope but also worried him immensely.

"So, how'd it go?"

"It was alright."

"Any fascinating details to share?"

"No, no. Nothing happened."

"Asshole didn't even send you off with a goodnight kiss?" Jack was glowing inside.

"No, uh. He said, he said he had a good time, but he couldn't see himself with me, and he wants to be friends."

"Oh, that's rude."

"A little, but I don't mind." Davey shrugged.

"Well, you deserve better if that's what he's like."

Davey made eye contact with Jack, uncertain. "What do you mean?"

"I mean he seems like a little bitch and I think you deserve better."

"You sound like a jealous boyfriend right now."

Jack could not do this. He could not, he could not, hecouldnothecouldnothecouldnothecould-

"What if I want to be?"

"What, jealous?"

"No! I would kill the jealousy dead if I could. What if I wanted to be your boyfriend!?"

"You don't, so..."

"Oh, says who?" Jack was on the verge of yelling now.

"SAYS YOU!" Davey was yelling. "If you hadn't, I wouldn't have gone out tonight if-"

"Whoa, whoa, when did I say that? I don't think I ever fuckin' said that."

"Like, Tuesday! You were on the phone with someone and-"

It all came flooding back to Jack. His father was on the phone. From prison. He had wanted to speak to Jack. Jack talked about Davey a lot, and his father finally stopped him, saying "You aren't dating him, are you?" In a deeply disapproving tone. Jack had replied as quickly as possible.

"You said, "Davey? Oh, no, I could never date Davey, he ain't my type." Davey finished off with a bad impression of Jack.

"It was my dad! I couldn't tell him the truth, he would have... he woulda broke out just to beat my ass. Davey, I'm so gone for you I can't even think."

"You're lying."

"Shut the fuck up. You don't know anything. You don't know the way it's been eating at me all night that you wasn't on a date with me! It should be me!"

"I wouldn't have even gone on the date in the first place if I hadn't heard you saying that!"

"Blame me!"

"Well, do you blame me? For feeling like I didn't even have a chance?"

Jack didn't want to yell anymore.

"Do I still have a chance with you?" He asked softly as Davey was retreating into his bedroom. Davey just shut his bedroom door.

Jack, on the verge of tears, received a message from Davey a moment later:

ask me tomorrow when I'm not pissed at you

[ao3feed-newsies]

i'll paint you shades of blue and red

by, MoreSonorous by MoreSonorous Jack just knew, deep in his chest, that Davey wasn't telling him something. He was a bad liar to begin with, but the shifty glances and hasty exits had almost grown to be too much as of late. There was something happening and Jack was ridiculously out of the loop, which was beyond frustrating. Wasn't he supposed to be in the loop? Weren't he and Dave supposed to be best friends, or selling partners or co-presidents or whatever? He was tired of trying to catch that anxious green gaze, tired of chasing after answers. What in the world could've been bothering Davey enough to push him to this level of silence? Jack was bound and determined to get to the bottom of it, even if it meant pushing his other priorities aside. Words: 2172, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 2 of bluestars and crimson Fandoms: Newsies!: the Musical - Fierstein/Menken, Newsies - All Media Types, Newsies: The Broadway Musical! (2017), Newsies (1992) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Jack Kelly, David Jacobs, Katherine Plumber Pulitzer, Les Jacobs, Racetrack Higgins, Crutchie (Newsies), Sarah Jacobs, Esther Jacobs, Mayer Jacobs Relationships: David Jacobs/Jack Kelly, Jack Kelly/Katherine Plumber Pulitzer Additional Tags: Hanahaki Disease, Minor Character Death, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Sickfic, Whump, Getting Together, descriptions of blood and illness, Oblivious Jack Kelly, Latino Jack Kelly, Jewish David Jacobs, Jewish Jacobs Family (Newsies), Blood, Vomiting, Period-Typical Homophobia read : https://ift.tt/C6cQKaB - December 27, 2024 at 10:55PM

[willispsychotic]

Abigail Roberts x fem! Reader

She/Her Reader

Hair pulling, oral sex, fingering, sex in nature ig, Abigail is slightly dom, Abigail is manhandling you a little, Reader is a strong girl which is mentioned like once, Abigail might be out of character, blood, facesitting

Another one. Another deer lying dead on the ground, skinned and taken apart for the stew. Of course, it wasn’t exactly pleasure, but it had to be done. Summer nights like these surely felt good, especially in West Elizabeth. No wind, no rain, no thunder. Yet, that was. Surely it will in a few days. With the meat wrapped in newspaper, carefully put into the satchel that Pearson gave you. You surely are too tired for this. Muscles all sore and eyelids all heavy. Davey already rode back after he obliterated a rabbit with his shotgun out of pure laziness. You could blame him, but in all honesty, you were too damn tired to give a fuck. With the meat in the pocket, you followed now too.

In the camp, after donating everything to Pearson, you decide to sit by the campfire. Such a perfect camp spot, really, you would almost praise Dutch for it if he hadn’t been praised by the others before. Every woman in camp is so lost in the nice warmth and the feeling tonight, that Grimshaw’s threats almost went past you. Such a happy mood. It wasn't common these days. Some were already asleep. Arthur seems to be sleeping, and so was the reverend. Jack, but that was kinda obvious, him being a kid and all. Just when you were wondering where Abigail was, two arms were grabbing you and dragging the spurs of your boots through the dry ground. Ah. There she was, her lovely voice knocking you out of your romantic evening experience, “Clean up, missy!”, she huffed as she was dragging you near the sea that was not that far away. “Damn, Abigail, no need to get worked up.”, you chuckled, a light vocal fry added by the tiredness. Abigail huffed, shoving you to the water. “What? You want me to strip?” “Yes.”

You could never get sick of her sweet southern accent. Part of you needed to hear her talk more. “And if I don't?” It was an annoying response, but you need to test your limits. Too bad that you overstepped them already. Abigail was starting to undress you, forcefully stripping the clothes from your body. You watch with a grin. In this very moment, you fear you’re not better than any man. This was really getting to you. The way she unbuttoned your blood stained shirt, the way she was throwing your gun-belt and the belt that held your pants up on the grass, the way she is looking so fed up. The hot summer air doesn't even let you freeze, but for sure the slightly cooler water did that Abigail was washing you with. Standing before her in your underpants only isn't making the situation better. “Careful, woman” That was the last sentence that broke her patience. With a pull of your hair, she is washing your neck, when suddenly she hears a groan from you. Not a painful one. One that has been trapped deep inside you and was unwillingly released. “Now yer enjoying making me mad too?”, she huffs before being pulled into a kiss by you. You don’t know why, but it was a scratch that had to be scratched. She wasn’t the oblivious kind, so she probably noticed much earlier that you also were just a cowgirl with needs.

Now that she was getting used to the feeling, she went a little down further with her hand, stripping the little piece of cloth that stopped you from feeling naked and vulnerable. “Don’t you wanna get undressed too, ma’am?”, you asked with that smug grin, she just received a few minutes earlier. “Oh, shut up ‘fore I drown you.”, the black haired woman laughed, kissing you while circling your clit with her right hand. It's starting to feel like your body is working against you. Suddenly your thighs start to twitch every few seconds, the oh so comforting summer warmth is turning into heat and suddenly you can’t focus. Yet again she pulled your hair, making you moan, even though you tried so hard to keep it in. It was motivating her a lot, letting her fingers slip in and fingering you even harder. “Shit-...you do this often? That just earned you a bite on the lower lip, tug at the hair and an even faster pace of her fingers. “You better keep your mouth shut now.”, she murmurs into your ear. Surroundings are forgotten, you just can’t hold it back anymore and you come right into her hand. Everything is quiet for a moment, just until you hear clothes falling. Abigail’s clothes. What a sight she is. From her chest, to her curves. She was beautiful. Dark pubic hair is covering her womanhood. “Now c’mon get over here. You wanted to act all bratty.”, Abigail laughed, pulling you with her on the green grass. Moving on top of you, she started to kiss your body, almost as if it had to be the last taste. You decided to give in and also give her a little pleasure. Even while moving your hands to her hip, Abigail just lifted herself up, and slowly was sitting down. On your face that was. “Be a good girl and keep that tongue out.”, Abigail giggles. Of course you do what she tells you, because as bratty as you could get, you surely wanted a taste of this angel before everything went back to normal. While she rides your tongue, you notice how good she tastes. Probably because she washed more often than any of the men put together. Her body fluid paints your face and soon her hips come to a halt with a few cusses and pants, her legs quivering and shaking with your head in between. Most people in camp went to bed by the sound of things, and Abigail planned on it too. She puts on her clothes while stealing glances at you until she mumbled: “...You weren’t half bad at this…Still. Get you clean and proper.”

After a quick bath you put on the fresh clothes she brung with her, collect the bloody ones and decide to wash them yourself in the morning.

[noxexistant]

tiny amount of uksies notes from 25/06/23 evening <3 (morgan oscar, bobbie kath, damon davey, i was sat front row brooklyn to the left)

delanceywatch corner

oscar tossed a wet rag at morris, who flipped him off in return

oscar stole morris’ hat and morris got it back and just kept holding it rather than trying to put it back on

morris climbed up over the edge of the railing like a ballerina. graceful, leg extended, like he was doing barre work

after soaking jack, morris shoved oscar roughly in the chest as they were walking away

also, i don’t know if i’ve ever mentioned this detail before, but it’s consistent - morris steps on jack’s hand during his “so behave” line

morgan and george are fantastic and so different from alex and george’s delancey dynamic. at a few points it feels like their oscar and morris really don’t like each other, and it’s super interesting

bobbie katherine is bold and having so much fun during kony, giving orders to the boys and encouraging them and opening her arms expectantly every time she wants to be lifted down from the tables

damon davey is actively terrified and cowering away from the dancing. but he smiles shyly when he meets the eyes of any of the boys, and tipped his hat at one of them

katherine is actively teasing davey and trying to coax him to join in, while he’s laughing and anxiously refusing

jojo and buttons bicker over who gets the water in jacobi’s. jojo’s saying it’s his, but buttons ignores him and takes it and drinks most of it before finally relenting and handing it over. jojo gulps down the rest and glares.

mike knocked over someone’s (race’s? tommy boy’s?) water in jacobi’s and was giggling about it as the cup rolled under the table. he then sat pretending to be oblivious while making the person duck down to get it themself.

crutchie is super confused when davey and les don’t follow the rest of the boys after sales and instead go in a different direction. he tries to go after them, then scoffs as he remembers and walks back offstage - matthew looked at me as he spat, “folks” and rolled his eyes.

while specs and race are moving chairs offstage, they’re arguing about it - specs has to basically order race to come help, and race is belligerent as he drags the chairs past the front row. he pointed directly at me and snapped “this should be your job!”

[ask--the--newsies]

What was the most awkwardest interaction you accidentally ran into, or saw?/crutchie

"probably when someone asked jack if he's confessed to davey yet,"

[ crutchie chuckles. ]

"the poor guy's head was spinning. he's so oblivious, even 'bout somethin' what's 'appenin' to him!!"

[loving-jack-kelly]

smth poetic abt how jack considers davey the brains of the strike and davey considers jack the brains of the strike. two people who are both so aware of the other's strengths and so completely oblivious to their own.