Summary: A week after the strike, Jack makes his way to the distribution center. Making eye contact with the Delanceys, the three seem to spiral unconscious as memories they don’t even know they had pierce through their skull and into their brains.
Trigger Warnings: Abuse (One scene an alcohol bottle is thrown at Jack and Oscar)
A/N: I had an idea. I executed such idea, and shout out to @frombottlealleytotheharbor for being my beta reader.
Jack had no need for gripes, with the strike settled, a beautiful girlfriend, a smartass best-friend, and a brother who was all safe and sound, what the hell would he ever need them for? He ran along the sidewalk, cackling as he followed Race, Romeo, and Finch towards the distribution center with Crutchie clinging to him, having been perched on his back. As the five met up with the rest of the group, the volume grew louder, the sounds of greetings and conservation being thrown and caught across the group. Jack let Crutchie down from his back, patting his shoulder and nudging Smalls as the young Bronx leader passed by. The newsies soon formed a line, Jack leading the forefront with an ear splitting grin. Patting the collection box with a palm, he glanced at his boys before looking over the two brothers behind the counter only to see his face staring back.
“Oscar!” Jack yelped, ducking to cover his brother from their father.. wait.. their father? That wasn’t his- Jack frantically looked around the room, from the scratches on the floor to the cracks on the walls.. all so familiar but he had never been here before.. A loud crashing sound of a bottle cut through his thoughts as he instinctively twisted his body to cover what looked like a young Oscar Delancey, shards of glass spraying his back.
Jack didn’t have time to react further, suddenly plunging into darkness and reawakening in another room, this time he felt a firm hand on his shoulder, two cold brown eyes stared at him as Jack felt a calloused thumb brush the blood away from his cheek. “Snyder won’t lay another fucking hand on you, y’here? Not another goddamn hand.” The young boy- no- Morris scowled, glaring at the cell door, Jack barely recognized him with how beat up he looked. His eyes flitted around the room as a chill ran up his spine, Snyder? Was this the refuge?
His fear quickly went numb as he sat before Snyder and Wiesel, his gaze turning to an older, more mature Morris. “We take care of the guy who takes care of us.” His voice was firm as the two stood up, Jack’s hand involuntarily moving towards Wiesel’s.. his Uncle Wiesel. “Welcome to the family business, boys.”
Memories swirled around him, flashes of a life he never knew forcing their way into his head like a hammer driven nail until the world came to a stop.
“Jack! Hey, Jack?!” Race slapped him awake, the Manhattanite leader flinching into a sitting position. Jack glanced around wildly, his friends staring at him with fearful eyes as he came to his senses.
“I’m okay! I’m okay! Getoffofme!” Jack swatted him away, stumbling to stand as Race supported him. “Ya had a nasty fall, pal! So did the Delanceys by the looks of it, what’d you do?”
“Nothing- I.. Nothing, I think.” Jack mumbled, looking over the counter. Oscar was helping Morris up, the two glancing at Jack with genuine fear. Jack quickly grabbed his papers and shoved them in his bag, walking away with a storm of emotions bubbling up inside of him. As the memories replayed in his head, Jack couldn’t help but feel angry, frustrated, and guilty. Oscar should’ve deserved getting hit, he’s beaten the shit out of every newsie he laid his eyes on.. but.. but his- their- that man shouldn’t have thrown a beer bottle.. not at his brother.. brother? The longer he thought about it, the more frustrated he got. Suddenly, he had multiple gripes.. and he just passed his selling spot. Goddamn it.
Something that can make you forget grief or suffering.
Summary: After a collision of memories causing the Delancey brothers and Jack Kelly to recall each other’s lives in great detail. Freaked out and collective anger bubbling up within them, the three band together to get rid of the intrusive memories altogether by any means necessary.
Characters involved within the chapter will be updated with each chapter, but it mainly revolves around Jack Kelly, Oscar Delancey, and Morris Delancey.
This story is based off the fact some of the actors who have played the Delanceys are also understudies for Jack Kelly, thought it was a fun concept and rolled with it.
as a Filipino seeing this blog seeing your Filipino Newsies hcs, yes. Also I think Romeo would bring Jolibee for his friends tbh- pineapple juice and all 😭👏
One of the first things I’ve imagined with Romeo was him running back to Jack screaming about roasted pig and being forced to bring leftovers back to the lodge after being at a filipino get together. Also pineapple juice?!?! WE ARE CALAMANSI JUICE FANS IN MY HOUSEHOLD, FROM ONE PINOY TO ANOTHER WE WILL FIGHT RN.
Includes: Patrick “Finch” Cortez, Romeo, and Smalls
Summary: They’re Filipino guys, they’ve got jollybees and red ribbon in their veins. Trust me guys trust.
Characters: Patrick “Finch” Cortez, Romeo, Smalls
A/N: WE WON GUYS!!! PINOYS FOR THE WIN RAHHHHHHH!!!!
Art of the Pinoysies (By Me Ofc)
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Patrick “Finch” Cortez is wasian, half Filipino half white. Personally? I want it to be a Germanic country.
Finch’s mama is Filipino so everyone thank Ms. Cortez right now I’m so for real.
She spoke to him in Tagalog sometimes and did cook some Filipino dishes but he can’t remember it all in detail. He misses it, he just doesn’t know where to get it.
Finch can’t speak Tagalog. He’s too embarrassed to learn and he’s kind of got some kind of internal racism going on which sucks because Filipinos 🔛🔝!!!
Compared to Romeo and Smalls, I think he’s actively hiding the fact he’s Filipino. He really doesn’t have because I don’t believe newsies ask about it often but Finch avoids the topic altogether.
His slingshot reminds me of the Filipino homemade shakers made out of a stick and bottle caps.
I feel like when he joined the newsies he abandoned that part of himself until Romeo showed interest in his own Filipino culture and Smalls was there to teach both of them.
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Romeo is 100% Filipino. Mom and Pops are Pinoy as hell and so is he.
He’s sort of like Finch and he doesn’t know much about his culture since he lived with the Manhattanites almost his entire life.
He’s not fluent in Tagalog but is trying his best once he starts learning.
Romeo is overall an excited little bug and likes his culture because to him it just gives him another connection, another reason to feel like he belongs somewhere after being in limbo for so long.
He loses it when he finds out about the food. To me? Romeo is an entire hungry little munchkin and he absolutely loses it when he finds out what lechon is.
I feel like he’d be really good at Tinikling and really enjoy it.
When Smalls offers to teach him about his culture, Romeo is so friendly with Smalls, he’s so excited and happy to learn and make a new friend through that.
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Smalls is also 100% Filipino, but only lived with his dad, older brother, and little brother before his dad kicked him out.
He’s fluent in Tagalog and is an active participant with being able to cook Filipino dishes as well as having a baro’t saya in his past (He’s aiming to get himself a barong one day.)
After he was kicked out and went to Manhattan for refuge in the midst of becoming the new leader of the Bronx newsies, being able to find Romeo and Finch was a massive comfort to him.
Smalls in my head is ftm (Sorry girlsies! I just y’know with Julian DeGuzman.) and because I struggle with this, Smalls struggles to changing his pronouns when referring to himself in Tagalog. He’s so used to being referred to and having to refer to himself as she/her it’s hard. (I specifically struggle with this when speaking French)
We have a love hate relationship, 100%. I love the concept right? A girl interested in the more gorey or gruesome aspects of magic is a wonderful thing! Her personality is there too! She got picked to be in the Eye, she’s doing her best to fill Henley’s spot and fit in but the way she goes about it just fills me with the icky.
The way she was written in, where she has the romance with Jack and explicitly says to him “I guess I’m not like other girls.” throws me for a loop. It plays into the pick me stereotype that made me stare at my screen like this:
If I could honestly change anything, it probably would be some of her lines and maybe just have her get enough screen time with the others to show off some more chemistry. She’s got really good potential for the next movie and when/if they bring her in, I’d love to see what they do with her. I just really hope we get more backstory and information for Lula and the rest of the Horsemen.
Summary: Bianca, my original character, grew up in Arlington VA with a general as her father. This is about her double sided upbringing in a loving household and growing up alongside the new recruits at the local military base.
A/N: I might include more about my newsies original characters, but if you want to see art of them of something of the sort go to @flinttflakes
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I grew up around soldiers.
Unbreakable resolves but breakable behaviors.
I watched boys grow into men.
I watched men grow childish.
Their gazes hardened, their stares to glares.
Their personalities became building blocks broken down over and over again, molded into shields to protect us from the ugly and damned.
I grew up around love.
With an unbreakable beauty but breakable heart.
I watched myself live and lose.
I watched the door open to striped and star embroidered triangles, folded neatly just well enough to hold a soul in there.
My gaze would soften staring at you like you were beauty itself, I ripped pieces of myself to fit into the chips and cracks they left in you, filling the shield they made you into and abandoned you as because someone made you think you were the damned and ugly.
I never grew childish.. but I never grew into a man.
I never toughened up enough to believe there was a target on my back but I was aware enough to watch it be painted with red acrylic in the mirror.
I never hardened my shell enough to keep everyone out because I was raised by the floodgates and learned to let everyone in.
I became the lighthouse.
You may have been so weary and old when you were younger, sailing the seas with hopes you may see me one day because I told you where the harbor was.
I grew up with a sign strapped to my chest that said “Free hugs.. take as many as you need.” because not many people did.
You will be kissed by my lips until you remember what it feels to have the sun kiss your face with the first rays of spring shining through winter’s departing winds.
I’m not a soldier for the free and the brave.
I’m a soldier for the trapped and the timid.
My weapons aren’t hardened with the blood of the lost or sharpened with the barks of orders from one man to another.
My weapons are softened with words of wisdom, dulled by the power of the life I led and the guidance I received walking it’s path.
My fingertips switch from being warm to the touch to thaw your cold skin to being cool enough to calm your anger.
I am the soldier of life, I am the soldier of love.
Molded by the rough and tumble, molded by the smooth and aspire.
Hey followers! (Or anyone who randomly comes across this..?)
I’m back! I’ve got finals almost finished and a boatload of inspo for a lot of writing I want to do over the summer. So none of you freak out, here’s a list of things I’m planning on doing over the summer and things you can look forward to.
My to-do list <3
Start writing for Newsies: The Musical, I’m a big fan of it and I’m planning on writing a few x readers, or ship stuff im the future (I am a minor so no smut or anything horrid because they’re all minors too.)
Finish writing Daniel Sousa x reader headcanons.
Clear out drafts which include: Foggy Nelson Headcanons, Baron Zemo x reader concepts, Stucky x Reader oneshot, and a few other things.
I also want to start writing stuff for Now You See Me and Night At The Museum so look out for that.
So there’s that, sorry the list is short but I assure you guys it’ll expand over time! See you guys soon!!
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