#ralbert my beloved

[loiteringandlurking]

shitty lil ralbert drawing i did in chemistry today instead of learning about spdf orbitals ‼️

[tarantulas4davey]

last sentence tag game

tagged by: @lailuhhh

Rules: Write the latest line from your wip (or post where you last left off in your art) and tag as many people as there are words in the line. Make a new post, don’t reblog.

It takes until Race is sitting up sharply on the couch, the warm, dark hands of his older brother tight around his wrists, to realize that the person screaming is him. He breathes harshly, rough in and out of his spasming lungs, throat raw from all the noise he was making. His face is wet with tears, he realizes.

Albert’s laugh is still echoing in his ears.

tagging:

@we-are-inevitable @roideny @jack-kellys @enter-plot-holes-here

[tarantulas4davey]

we’re having the best time (i am sobbing in a dark room to dial drunk)

a big win for the noah kahan girlies (a big loss for my emotional state for the next three to five business days)

[ao3feed-newsies]

where there remains but a mark

by, etherealbumblebee by etherealbumblebee There’s a crack in the mirror in Albert and Race’s home. Words: 564, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Newsies - All Media Types, Newsies!: the Musical - Fierstein/Menken Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Racetrack Higgins, Albert DaSilva (Newsies) Relationships: Albert DaSilva/Racetrack Higgins Additional Tags: Modern Era, Trans Male Character, Trans Racetrack Higgins, Trans Albert DaSilva, trans ralbert my beloved, Future, they get married and adopt a child, Symbolism, Mirrors, No Angst, Love, Loving Marriage, T4T ralbert read : https://ift.tt/JbtAy5d - February 21, 2024 at 05:47PM

[all-hail-the-witcher]

I’m so late but ur back into newsies???

ralbert my beloved

[harlem-to-delancy]

I believe In Ralbert supremacy.

Second round of portraits done!!

If you have any requests for portraits or any newsies art in general my ask box is always open!!

If you use these as pfp please tag me!!

[the-woild-is-y-erster]

RAHAGAGAGSGSGGSHSGAG THEM

ok hi yes my dear you n i both know i know next to nothing abt splatoon

but consider

newsies x splatoon crossover

like what would the newsies look like as inklings/octolings (and our ocs if you wanna get silly w it)

TEEHEE IVE BEEN WAITING TO GET ANOTHER ASK LIKE THIS!!

ignore my shitty handwriting LMAOO

also is now a good time to repost the inkling jack kelly i made for dave?? yeah it is

[5-jorjas-in-the-fence]

i’m making you dub me something cause your one of my favorite people but i’m wasting all my thoughts on ralbert so just,,,,, Give Me A Title

Shut up ilysm

AhhhhHHHHHHH IM IN HISTORY LOOKING AT A SWIMING POOLS SO…

Ralbert and water. Do what you will with that.

Beach day

Summer activities

Can they swim?

Are they good swimmers???

You decide.

Have fun with that one babes :D

[loiteringandlurking]

I’m the same anon that sent you the song before, and I finished my Ralbert playlist :)

thoughts?

strawberry wine - Noah Kahan Dawning of Spring - Anson Seabra State of Grace (acoustic version) - Taylor Swift New Years Day - Taylor Swift Close Behind - Noah Kahan Be my Mistake - The 1975 Anyway - Noah Kahan John my Beloved - Sufjan Stevens

EEEEE OK WAIT ILL MAKE A RALBERT PLAYLIST WITH THOSE SONGS RNNNN TY ANON!!!!!!!!

[tarantulas4davey]

Ralbert, Sadness

7) “I can’t sleep, I can’t eat, I feel like I can’t even breathe without you!”

sorry i do not remember what list this is from that’s my bad

jac !! my love !! i kinda lied when i messaged you about this cause it did not stay nearly as sad as i meant it to but it was fun and i regret nothing !! thank u sm for this even if it took me forever to reply to <33

i don’t think there’s any TWs for this one, i just imply they have an argument of some kind before the start

without further ado, ✨them✨

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The dead silence is heavy.

The cold of the bathroom door digs into his back, hard and unrelenting, spine curved awkwardly against the wood from when he slammed it and promptly slunk to the floor, desperately trying to ebb the flow of tears down his cheeks. He can almost see Albert, still frozen in the kitchen of their apartment, suddenly deflated where he was puffed up with anger a moment before. The drop of his head, the red rimmed eyes full of tears that he’ll grit his teeth against. They don’t fight very much, rarely have it in them. But when they do, the Earth shifts with it, rocking rough and dark to its core.

Race doesn’t even remember how it started. They bicker endlessly, a chess match of wit and bark with no bite, a torrent of flirting that comes out snarky, but this wasn’t funny. He goes back to school on Friday, the last semesters before he finally returns to the city of endless motion. It’s been eating him alive, the idea of going back after a winter break that gave him everything he misses when he’s out on the sunny coast of California.

Two more semesters until he’s back in Albert’s little apartment, happy and content. At least… that’s what he expects. Based on their current showing, he’s never been less sure.

If he had to guess, he started it. Albert couldn’t bother him on his own if he wanted to, regardless of how hard he tries, but Race has the unfortunate habit of refusing to admit something else is bothering him. Then, suddenly, unpredictably, he’s fighting with his boyfriend about dinner, and then how much homework he’s still got left to do. And Albert does his best, he really does, but he’s snappy when he’s hungry.

Race really doesn’t know why he’s crying, but he is, and it just won’t stop.

The footsteps aren’t loud, but Race could pick them out in a crowded hall, let alone the crushing quiet. He hadn’t turned the lock on the door, but the door handle doesn’t even rattle, there’s just the rustle of someone sitting on the floor outside of the door. They both know that Race knows he’s there, he always does.

His heart stops trying to shatter through his diaphragm when he twists up onto his knees and opens the door a crack. Albert’s smooth expression cracks at his face, scrunched up and ruddy with traitorous tears, but he barely lets him look before slinking into his arms and hiding his face in his neck.

“‘M sorry I shouted at you. Wasn’t fair,” Albert’s terrible at hiding the chopped up accent when he’s emotional. All his effort goes into sounding soft and sweet instead. “You’ve been stressin’ over whatever’s in that head of yours and I let it bug me.”

“My fault.” It’s barely a murmur, muffled in all the fabric and emotion, words he can feel being protested, but he hates that Albert still lets everything be his fault even when it isn’t.

His tan face has gone blotchy with muddled red, and he sounds like a little kid with a cold, but he lifts his head, letting himself sink into the hold Albert’s got on him so he can see the face he’s got memorized down to the last of the millions of freckles smattered across his nose. There’s a shaky breath, a long moment where all he does is sit, stare, and breathe before he can make himself speak. “I.. Caltech is a crazy experience. I couldn’t have said no when I got that letter on principle, even if I wanted to. But there’s so little there for me, not when you’re here. And it’s two more semesters, I’ll survive, but it’s been crushing me since I left in August.”

“I’m right here waiting for you to come back the entire time you’re gone, you know that?” The arms around his shoulders squeeze tighter, and he squeezes right back around Albert’s middle.

“I know, I promise I know, I just- I.. I can’t sleep, I can’t eat, I feel like I can’t even breathe without you!” Race brings a hand up to his cheek, pressing their foreheads together, like he can physically force the clinical cold he feels in the objective warm, welcoming brightness of sunny Pasadena, California, into Albert’s mind through pure will.

“I hear you, I got you, okay?” His callused, warm hand covers Race’s wrist, thumb moving back and forth over the skin. “I’m right there with you, darlin’, like you wouldn’t believe. I miss you somethin’ fierce when you’re gone.”

Despite himself, he can’t help the little laugh at Albert, the halting exasperation at his own southern-ness, even in a serious moment. There’s a long pause, not crushing or uncomfortable or heavy, where he just sits against Albert on the floor and listens to his lungs fill and empty, over and over and over again.

“..You’re supposed to visit your mama upstate over spring break, right?” He hums his assent, eyes roving over his face to try and pick out what he’s getting at. “Have you scheduled your flight yet?”

“No, I was gonna do it on the phone with Jack tomorrow so he can pick me up from the airport once he’s driven up there.” Race’s brow scrunches together, still not seeing what’s making Albert’s eyes light up like that.

“How about I pick you up from JFK and I drive us upstate instead? Unless Miss Medda has some anti-boyfriend policy?” Medda loves him better than any of her own sons and he damn well knows it.

“Really?” Much happier tears well in Race’s eyes now, weepy as he is at the moment. “You’d suffer through two weeks of Jack and Charlie’s shit for me?”

“Might as well, Toni, I get plenty of it texting you when you’re in California, anyway.” Race’s laugh is bright, making Albert’s whole system warm in an instant, glad to have that sunny smile back after days of looming gloom.

“What about your aunts?” He did the several-day-Georgia-road-trip with Albert and his aunts last July, and it was a fun kind of chaotic. This year, the trip is supposed to be in April instead. “Don’t they want you to go south with them?”

“Oh, I’m sure they’ll be glad to have a few days to themselves before they get to grandmama’s. I only played nice on that road trip ‘cause I had someone to impress.” Race would’ve been able to pick out his grin from the sound of his voice alone. “I’m usually much more insufferable.”

He rolls his eyes affectionately, chest full to bursting. “I’ll believe that when I see it.. Thank you.”

Albert hums lightly, and Race can feel it rumble in both of their chests. “I love you, darlin’.”

Race pecks his lips shortly once, then again, and again. “And I love you, even if you yell at me.” He puts petulant anger in his emphasis, like a stompy toddler pouting about a toy.

“I did not yell, drama queen–” He doesn’t want to hear it, so he slaps a hand over Albert’s mouth, having the audacity to act shocked when he rips it away a moment later wet with saliva. Fingers dig in under Race’s ribs, making him squawk and squirm away, their eloquent chess match beginning anew, plans aflame and roiling with light.

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fín

[tarantulas4davey]

this is going to be a hot mess !! thank u for the tag !!

Rules: post the names of all files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it!

take my will and my life

chicken fic

gambling addiction

heartthrob, daydream

gays at the bar

canon era ralbert

what about the plans we made?

i feel so brain dead next to you (javid)

engagement fic

there’s no plan (no race to be run)

silence in the ears (darkness of the mind)

oh lei, oh lai, oh lord

no thunder, just lightning (it roars in your head)

tagging: mostly repeats bc we have the same besties LMFAO @roideny @jack-kellys @enter-plot-holes-here @jack-whatsyourangle @to-be-a-dreamer and anyone else that wants to do it !!

New Ask Game

Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

I was tagged by @quynhorlose but I’m definitely not going to tag as many people as I have wips because that would be cruel and unusual 😅

1. take a shot (but how’s your aim?)

2. we’ll be on the road like some country song [working]

3. google slides

4. new abo

5. cheerleading fic

6. [Bits & Bobs] Tease Series

7. heartstopper au

8. Oblivious Javid Shenanigans

9. New Domestic

10. Protective Jack

11. i’d get my knuckles bloody for you

12. love at first sight’s for suckers

13. [Bits & Bobs] slowly, and then all at once

14. domestic au grooming fic

15. we got your back from way back

16. [Bits & Bobs] Javid Office Fic

17. [Bits & Bobs]

I’ll tag @agentsnickers, @we-are-inevitable, @deliciouspeachpirate, @moonlitgraffiti, and @waiting-makes-me-antsy and anyone else that wants to participate!!

[proud-and-defiant]

Date Night 📸

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Happy birthday chandler <3

@tarantulas4davey

[angry-kid-with-no-money]

Race and Albert: *discussing whether or not it'd be possible to carbonate blood*

Spot, walking past: *whispering to Jack* what the f u c k

(@sonyushka-bonjour)

[dolokhoded]

Ralbert mental breakdown that ends in cuddles?

jack jack jack this is exactly the prompt i needed rn ily

race and albert are mentally unstable

that's it that's the post thank u guys for reading 🤪✌️🌠

ok sorry for real now. i know this is literally centered around a mental breakdown but don't worry it'll be more lighthearted than most of my ralbert mental stability icons content

i hurt race enough so it's albert who i send into a breakdown today sorry albo

albert sometimes,,,,,,, has his moments

most people don't realize because he just kinda shuts himself off, texts someone a couple of times to avoid acting off and most of his friends assume he's just working on sth or having a busy day

but motherfucker,,,,,,,, race can always tell when al's just distancing himself from everyone and he knows there's always a reason behind it

so one of those days he checks on him

walks into his apartment and hears mitski playing from his room and he's like shit okay

he goes to find him

al's like y'know just fuckin sobbing

and race is Alarmed because albert just doesn't cry often

so he sits on the floor, next to al and he holds his hand until he's calm and they talk

i'd write about that conversation and what was bothering albert but if i do i'll just project onto al and make myself sad again so i'll leave that up to you to imagine and project on al for yourselves

and race sits with him the entire time until he's ready to get up again

he gets them both some snacks and some water because al always forgets to drink water

and exactly because he doesn't cry often every time albert has a long cry or one of those emotional talks man he gets tired it drains him

it helps, but it's draining

so they take their snacks and their water and they put on something to watch on albert's laptop and cuddle on his bed

honestly race just wants al to take a nap but he knows he won't if he leaves it up to him, and al also wants his boyfriend with him so he just drags race

(haha drag race)

into bed with him and now race has a albert™ holding him so he's trapped

he's not complaining, really, al actually takes care of himself and he gets cuddles

win-win situation

also there was this one time this happened at like six in the afternoon and race was like "ok let's take a nap you need rest" and mfs woke up the next morning

over twelve hours later

albert started freaking out about missing the whole day but race reassured him it was ok

he probably needed that sleep anyways

[carryingthebanner]

I don't like the fact that everyone in the fandom ships random, obscure ships and then hate on the actual canon ship 🙄

I have a funny relationship with ships. I almost never personally ship characters (in any musical/book/movie) but Newsies is the exception. I really do love reading all of the fanfics even if I don’t ship them personally (like bway Javid for example). Disney only gave us two ships (Jarah and Jatherine) but honestly they were both very bad and probably wouldn’t have lasted more than a month after the strike long term.

However I do see whew you’re coming from. Unfortunately, a lot of people straight up ignore Katherine and Sarah (or any of the other girlsies for that matter) and it sucks because they’re some of the only female characters in the musical. They deserve to be celebrated and posted about just as much as Jack, Race, Davey, Spot, or any of the other Newsies. You can debate on whether or not Katherine is a badly written character and if Sarah has a purpose (in regards to the plot) but at the end of the day, they’re here and they deserve recognition.

[skautism]

not to still think abt some things through a newsies fan lens but len/fukase feels like ralbert in another flavor