#you x jack kelly

[youaintnothinbuta]

“I saw you up there, Romeo.” — jack kelly x reader

Summary: Drabble where Jack finally makes his (subtle) move on you after he’s been pining for ages in secret. He does it at Medda’s performance at the theatre, leaving you to go home smiling to yourself with excitement.

Pairing: jack kelly x reader

Word count: 614

Warnings: none!! Fluffy jack <3

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You and some of the newsies had gathered to head to theatre, Medda being kind enough to offer you any seats that weren’t sold scattered throughout the place. In the midst of Medda's performance, you caught Jack's eye. He winked at you, his mischievous grin suggesting that he had something up his sleeve. Just as you were about to mouth a questioning “What?” he subtly motioned for you to follow him.

Curiosity piqued, you exchanged a glance with Spot, who raised an eyebrow in mild amusement. With a nod, he silently encouraged you to see what Jack was up to.

Jack led you to a small side door that opened to a hidden balcony overlooking the theatre. The view was breathtaking—Medda's performance was visible from a unique vantage point, and the music filled the air in a way that felt more intimate.

"Thought you might like this," Jack said with a grin, leaning against the balcony railing. You gazed out at the stage, the beauty of the moment leaving you speechless.

"Thanks, Jack," you finally whispered, your voice tinged with genuine appreciation.

"Anytime, Y/N," he replied with a shrug, a soft smile playing on his lips.

As you watched Medda’s performance, you couldn’t help but steal glances at Jack sitting beside you. It wasn’t often, in fact, it was never, that you got any alone time with him, despite having a small under-the-radar crush on him.

The way his eyes twinkled with mischief, the warmth of his presence beside you—it all filled you with a sense of comfort and thrill. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, your knee brushed against his, a gentle gesture that seemed to convey more than words ever could. You felt your heart flutter as Jack’s knee responded in kind, pressing it purposely next to yours.

Encouraged by the subtle connection, your hands began to inch closer together. With each minute that passed, Jack’s pinky finally found its way over yours, intertwining in a silent promise of solidarity and support.

As the show progressed, you found yourselves sitting closer and closer together, the space between you shrinking until it was almost nonexistent. Jack’s arm draped casually around your shoulders, pulling you close as if to shield you from the outside world.

After the final curtain call, you and Jack exchanged a knowing glance before slipping away from the balcony and back to the others. Making up an excuse, you gave him a hug goodbye, neither of you acknowledging the recent developments that had occurred.

After you left, Jack quickly snuck backstage, Medda arching an eyebrow at Jack’s return. “I saw you up there, Romeo,” she said with a knowing smirk. “Congratulations, you finally made you move.”

Jack chuckled, his grin widening as he met her gaze. “We were just enjoying the show,” he replied nonchalantly, though the glimmer in his eyes betrayed him.

A knowing smile tugged at the corners of Medda’s lips as she studied him. “You���re a good kid, Jack,” she remarked, her tone softened by genuine fondness. “But I’ve got my eye on you. Don’t go causing a trouble, okay?”

Jack chuckled, a twinkle of mischief dancing in his eyes. “Who, me? Trouble? Never,” he replied with mock innocence, earning a playful swat from Medda.

“Uh-huh, sure,” she teased, though there was warmth in her laughter. “Now, run along before someone catches you sneaking around backstage. “And hey,” she said, making Jack pause his steps, “You be good to her.”

With a nod and a grin, Jack tipped an imaginary hat in Medda’s direction before disappearing into the bustling corridors of the theater. As he made his way back out into the night, a sense of contentment washed over him. Back at the lodging house, you were helping the younger girls get to bed, brushing hair, fixing sheets, the usual. Jack, on the way to his room, quickly poked his head around the corner. You looked up, your cheeks turning pink.

“Goodnight, Y/N.” He spoke, his cheeky grin making an appearance.

“Goodnight, Jack.” You replied, your fingers busy braiding the youngest girl Lacey’s hair.

“Night girls,” he added, tapping the doorframe and walking away, earning a chorus of mini voices saying “night Jack” in response. He couldn’t stop smiling until well into his sleep that night, much the same as you.

Guys ending fanfics is so hard for me it’s like do I write 2000 more words or cut it off here :/

[make-friends-with-the-rats]

modern au where jack talks david into marrying him for 'tax benefits'

[onion-sliced-apples]

tell your baby…

…that im your baby

[wekiaam]

"Yours is definitely a lot better." "Are you kiddin'? That looks just like me."

@greensleeves-redhead asked me to draw Javey!!! Thank you so much bestie I had so much fun making this<33

[take-it-on-the-run]

Jack Kline Playlist

"I'll be in every drop of falling rain."

Jack Kline Masterlist | Supernatural Masterlist | Main Page Masterlist

A/N: Could also be interpreted as 'Falling for Jack Kline' . I love Jack sm. He could ask me to get him some water or to kill someone and I would react just the same.

Human // Daughter

Buried deep within; there's a human; and despite everything; I'm still human; but I think I'm dying here

I Gave You All // Mumford & Sons

If only I had an enemy; bigger than my apathy; I could've won

Achilles Come Down // Gang of Youths

Hurt and grieve but don't suffer alone; engage with the pain as a motive

Way Down We Go // KALEO

Oh, father tell me; do we get what we deserve?

Arsonist's Lullabye // Hozier

When I knew loves perfect ache; but my peace has always depended; on all the ashes in my way; all you have is your fire; and the place you need to reach

Back to the Old House // The Smiths

The saddest thing I've ever seen; and you never knew how much I really liked you; because I never even told you; oh, and I meant to

The Night We Met // Lord Huron

Take me back to the night we met; and then I can tell myself; what the hell I'm supposed to do; and then I can tell myself; not to ride along with you

Rosyln // Bon Iver, St. Vincent

Wings wouldn't help you; wings wouldn't help you down

Chemtrails Over The Country Club // Lana del Rey

You're in the wind, I'm in the water; nobody's son; nobody's daughter

Fade Into You // Mazzy Star

You put your hands into your head; and then smiles cover your heart

Take Me To Church // Hozier

The only heaven I'll be sent to is when I'm alone with you; I was born sick, but I love it

Angel of Small Death and the Codeine Scene // Hozier

Feeling more human and hooked on her flesh; I lay my heart down with the rest at her feet

[newmsies]

don't kill me, i fw Jack x Katherine so hard

[emmedoesntdomath]

jack, loudly clearing his throat and shaking out a VERY long sheet of paper: my dearest davey

davey, glancing up: yes?

jack, assuming a strong stance like he’s about to serenade him: my dearest davey, words cannot express my adoration for you, nor my dedication to your side. nay, but I shall attempt anyways. your hair is silky like a really nice pillow, your eyes as deep as a river. your nose was drawn by the gods, and your mouth was painted with a rose. 

davey, turning to jack’s literal girlfriend, eyes wide: you aren’t going to stop him???

katherine, jack’s aforementioned literal girlfriend, turning the page in her book: if I stop him now, he’ll just start over

jack, getting louder: YOUR HANDS-

[military-newsboys]

Jack: Race, please pick up your sock. Race: Ok. Jack: Don't put it back down. Move it! Race: Ok. Jack: You moved it two inches! Move it to your bed! Race: ok. Jack: And don't bring it back! Race: ok. Jack: It's still here! Race: didn't you just say not to bring it back to my bed? Jack: Forget it.

[knockoff-conlon]

80's newsies!!

and it's your typical shitty coming of age story. it follows jack and his group of friends (race, albert, crutchie, finch, tommy boy, and katherine) in high school. they get a new kid at their school and race immediately asks him to go to the arcade with their friend group. race introduces him to everyone.

davey meets jack. is a little enamored by him. tries to hide it because being gay in the 80s in high school was interesting. jack doesn't understand that he's allowed to be gay/bi and doesn't realize that's what he feels for davey. they fall in love through the course of the story. but they have a huge falling out when davey kisses him for the first time cause jack freaks the fuck out and shoves him away, yelling that's he's not a fag. they get back together though after race punches jack in the face and makes him go after davey again. then they're gay together.

race meanwhile meets a jock, spot, who looks all bitchy and mean but is really nice and doesn't mind the fact that race shoves a camera in everyone's face, no matter who they are. race hangs out with spot a lot and learns all about him and his life. race will sometimes blow off his friends to go to spot's house. they fall in love too but they only get together at the very end when race invites spot to his and his friends' grad party they're holding for themselves. they kiss there and the story is pretty much over at that point.

albert is already with finch at the beginning of the story. that's a large part of the reason jack realizes he's gay. they're publicly out at school and albert has multiple times beat the shit out of people for going after him or finch.

katherine is a year older than everyone and already in uni. she gets an open ending. she moves in with sarah as friends for her second year of university and sarah's third. they have lots of tension but they don't get together during the course of the story itself.

crutchie stays the ho we all know bro is and he goes to uni as a fuck boy. he's very respectful toward women, he just likes sex. (get it crutchie, living his best life out there, isn't he???)

tommy boy moves away for university at the end and gives crutchie a little kiss on the cheek as he leaves. crutchie has a gay awakening but he does not in fact make a move on tommy boy before the story ends.

[inkwell-illustrations]

They are soulmates!

[daveyfvckingjacobs]

*shakes these like a bag of cat treats* pspspsps

[youaintnothinbuta]

protective jack kelly over davey or reader

if u dont want to write it, its fine :)

“Why don’t we finish today’s papes together, huh?” — jack kelly x reader

Summary: Jack protects you from some boys who thought it’d be funny to steal your papes during your morning round

Pairing: jack kelly x reader

Word count: 510

Warnings: fluff, bit of fighting so mild angst, but jacky saves the day <3 probably typos as perrr

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The morning streets of New York were alive with activity as you hawked newspapers, calling out the headlines that were half true (a skill jack had taught you). It was a routine you had grown accustomed to, weaving through the crowds with practiced ease as you sold papers to passersby. But this day, your usual routine was disrupted by a group of boys who approached you with sneers on their faces and mockery in their eyes. They were not newsies, that much was clear, and their intentions were anything but friendly.

“Is that a girl or a boy, I can’t tell,” one of the boys jeered.

“Lift up her skirt and find out, moron,” another chimed in, punching his friends arm. You tried to ignore them, focusing on the task at hand, but the boys weren't finished yet. Before you could react, one of them lunged forward, snatching the papers from your hands, pulling them away from you. Your heart pounded in your chest as you watched helplessly, your voice rising in desperation as you pleaded for them to give them back. But your cries fell on deaf ears, drowned out by the raucous laughter of the boys as they taunted you mercilessly.

“What do you think you're doing?” You looked up to see a familiar face standing behind the boys, his posture tense and his eyes glaring with seriousness. Without hesitation, he reached out and grabbed the ringleader by the back of his neck, pulling him backwards, forcing him to drop the stolen papers. You scrambled to gather the papers, your hands trembling with relief. You stole a glance at Jack, who was standing protectively in front of you, his jaw clenched.

“Leave her alone,” Jack growled. “Now.”

The boys exchanged nervous glances, but their bravado remained intact.

“Aw, look, she's got her little boyfriend to come save her,” one of them sneered, earning a growl of frustration from Jack. Without warning, he took a step forward, throwing a well-timed punch to one the boy’s stomach. “You heard me,” Jack spat.

The boys hesitated for a moment, holding their friend who had recoiled back into them, sizing up Jack's steely resolve, before finally backing away, their taunts turning to nervous laughter as they retreated down the street.

As they disappeared into the crowd, you let out a shaky breath, your hands still trembling with adrenaline. You looked up at Jack, your eyes filled with gratitude.

“Thank you,” you whispered, your voice barely above a whisper. Jack turned to you, his gaze softening as he reached out to pull you into a comforting embrace. “I ain’t ever gonna let you get hurt,” he murmured, holding you close as you buried your face in his chest.

“Why don’t we finish today’s papes together, huh?” he suggested.

You nodded into his chest. “Yes, please,” you mumbled, feeling safe in Jack’s arms. The pair of you soon got back to handing out papers, impressed with yourselves at how much quicker than usual it was when you worked together. You found out later on, that Jack had told all the other boys to take it in turns checking up on you in the future, he knew he’d pissed off those boys, and was sure it wouldn’t be the last time they hung around.

[diorgirl444]

me when the character ai is moving a bit fast

[corpusdiem-seizethedead]

Skittery: *staring at Jack and Davey* Are we really going to let him keep that?

Mush: …we kept Racetrack.

Race: Hey!

Race: …

Race: …actually, that’s fair

[wekiaam]

I don't draw them enough!!

[jesuistrestriste]

im currently writing up a ghostface!dodge mason fic and it's making my brain shortcircuit.. hes so ghostface it's insane. how did i never realize it until now ??

i rarely write fics where the character is more dominant than the reader bc i'm just a fiend for submissive, whiny men, but it just felt right that he would be dom in this fic (i might make a pt 2 where he's more submissive bc.. yea.. im insatiable.)

if u want to get a tinyy sneak peek into what it's going to include, i've updated my masterlist w/ a "coming soon" bit about this upcoming fic hehe i'm very excited

update: it’s posted + in my masterlist