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ough . javey ...

i sentence you to track 12 0:41 seconds in newsies cast recording

A storm once passed through Manhattan and most definitely humbled how good the older newsies think they were with the youngsters.

Kloppman allowed them to stay for free this day as they certainly weren't going to be going out selling.

Ike started crying once the lightning began. Mike wasn't really sure what was happening, but Ike cried, thus setting him off too. Jack brought out some pencils and scrap paper and drew with them until they calmed down. These drawings are now hung up next to Jack's bed.

Splasher was actually very excited about the storm and stood in front of the window and watched the rain hit against the ground and would clap in excitement when lightning struck. Albert and Finch ended up watching with him just in case anything were to happen but were also clapping along with him and trying to match the kids' energy.

Elmer actually lasted pretty long without breaking down, though once the thunder began, he quickly ran to Race for comfort, who started telling him random stories until he fell asleep in his arms.

It was quite a stressful day for everybody, but they were looking forward to the headline the next day. Those papes would be being sold like they were giving them away.

Javey Sleeping Positions!!

I just KNOW Jack is the type of person to fall asleep anywhere, in any position, at any time, while Davey sleeps like he’s about to be cremated

teehee this was super fun !!

no pressure :) @ethereal-bumble-bee @toffyrats @carmineskiesandspidereyes @coircus-aceman @getyourpaybackwithsomepayback and anybody else!!!

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tagging: @postwarlevi @chaotic-on-main @darlingheichou @humanitys-strongest-bamf and everyone else who's interested!

Hello! :D

I’m sending a message to a bunch of my mutuals, because I want you to know that you’re positively amazing! You were one of my first mutuals, and it’s such an honor to me! Your writing is absolutely inspiring and just so great, and I love interacting with you and reading your fics!!!

A reminder- never give up, because you’re a bright light in the darkness and every second this world has you in it is a blessing!!! <3

NAWWWWWW THANK YOU ANON!!!!!! i needed this :( and to anybody else who might need to hear it, you are truly appreciated and I love u ... from the bottom of my heart I really do .....

@pigeonwit this is how davey talks about gollum for sure

[very clearly enamored AND elated] He fucking bit me.

Jack looks at him for a moment, blinking slowly as the gears click in his drunken brain, as he takes in the tight line of Davey's mouth, the knot in his jaw, the clench of his fists. His smile quivers, crumples like wet paper, and his whole body tears itself around a sharp, pained sob.

“Jack?!” Davey blinks, suddenly off-kilter, like he’d been punched in the stomach.. “What’s wrong, what happened-?”

“I got nothin’, Dave,” Jack laughs wetly, his mouth squared in a poor impersonation of a smile, all stretched and wrong. A crayon drawing, a caricature. How long has he been posing? “Got nothin’ at all. Ain’t that funny? All these folks got me, and I got nothin’.”

“Jack-“

“I could be anyone’s.” Jack hiccups. “Anyone at all, y’know? S’long’s they were nice enough. An’ I give all these little bits o’ me every day, and no one-“ He shudders, quivers out a laugh like it’s funny, like this is all some cosmic joke. “No one wants ‘em. No one wants me, Davey…”

“Hey!” Davey lurches forward, his body not knowing anything other than help Jack, hold Jack. He grabs him by the shoulders, supports Jack’s limp body with his own, like a shield, like armour. “That’s not true, you understand? We want you. We want you right where you are.”

Jack shakes his head, curling forward until his brow meets Davey’s collarbone, a feeble prayer. He quakes against him, hiccupping broken laughs, dampening Davey’s shirt with tears.

“No one’s mine…” He whimpers, like he didn’t even hear a word Davey’d said, like they weren’t real at all. “I’m everyone’s, all the time, and no one’s mine.”