Is This Carrying The Banner

Jack: what’s wrong?

Race *takes long drag off cigarette*: my sketchers don’t light up anymore

I don’t make the rules

Headcanon #5

Medda is the ultimate mom, and loves the younger newsies. When nobody’s performing, she lets them run around the theater, try on costumes and jewelry, and play with the Beauties. Sometimes the older boys come in to collect their younger friends to find them in floppy hats, pink feather boas, and high heeled shoes. Medda’s happy to let them keep beads and ribbons, and the little newsies are happy to have a souvenir from the theater.

Hi I did a thing

Headcanon #3

The mornings at the lodging house are normally a lot to take in. They are loud and hectic, but it’s when Jack puts on his cowboy hat when things really heat up. Albert and Race look at the hat and the back at each other; Jack groans. 

“Whats that? A hat. A crazy, funky, junky hat. Overslept. Hair unsightly. Tryin’ to like Kiera Knightly. We’ve been there. We’ve done that. We see right through your funky hat,” Albert and Racetrack chorus in unison. They do this every morning. dance moves and all.

(It’s the Crazy funky hat song from Wizards of Waverly Place. Albert and Race would 100% tease Jack with this and he’d hate it. Link:https://youtu.be/V_gVb3z6vtc)  

Newsies as things I have said

Jack: You just got Santa Fe’d, bitch!

Crutchie: I may be hurt, but I can run if I fucking want to.

Katherine: How the hell am I supposed to write this in a short amount of time and not disappoint?

Race: At what point does gambling become a problem?

Spot: You may be taller than I am, but I can easily beat you in a fight.

Davey: Do you ever get stressed out knowing that there’s so much information in your brain that isn’t relevant?

Pulitzer: I think we can both agree that I am, in fact, better than you.

Race: *singing softly to himself* Mothman-Man, Mothman-Man, does whatever a Mothman can

a discovery

y’all, we were wrong all along. jesse tuck isn’t crutchie morris when he moves to new york in the 1890’s, he’s roger the cryptid newsie

tags courtesy of @newseizes

Reblog if

-just give you half a cup (something to wake you up)

-you gotta find an angle

-it’s getting bad out there

-papers is all you got

-it’s 88 degrees

-Jack said to change your spot

-you wish you could catch a breeze

-maybe it’s worth a shot

-all you can catch is fleas