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so i’m in the process of filling out the valentines day forms and so far these are the ones I have participating if you want to request any of them

Jack

Regina (seriously based on her ideal date I pity whoever gets her)

Zoe

Rei

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So after my week from hell ill be back tonight. However im most probably dropping all m!a threads

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@megvnjones 

Jack had never been one to believe in love at first sight. He was always under the impression that it took getting to know someone for him to gain feelings for that person (and also trust them but then again Jack usually trusted most people). However when he looked up from his morning coffee. He couldn’t help but be intrigued by the girl in front of him. with her dark hair and her mysterious eyes there was something about her that pulled jack in. “I’m sorry but I have to say you’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen.” Jack said with what he hoped was a charming smile.

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@eddiemxnster   

Jack sat on a bench outside the cemetery. Hoping that the place would be less crowded and that the person he was waiting for was going to pass by it at some stage. Taking out a cigar he had “borrowed” from Racetrack, Jack placed it in his mouth but didn’t light it up yet. Eventually he noticed a college student walk by and tapped him on the shoulder. “Hey Kid. You wanna do an operation for me. This ain’t my body and I need ya help.” Jack said trying not to freak out over the fact that the mob boss was stuck in the wrong body.

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M!A: For the next day, Jack believes he’s a mob boss stuck in the wrong body.

“Guys are Fightin’ Bleedin’ Fallin’ thanks to good ole’ Captain Jack.”

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M!A: Jack will fall deeply in love with the first person he sees.

“Love at first sight’s for suckers at least it use to be. But I never planned on someone like you.”

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M!A: Jack has to speak in lyrics.

Jack is looking up at the night sky “Just a moon so big and yellow, it turns night right into day. Dreams come true. Yeah they do.”

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So I’ve decided to do m!a week. Send in those m!a for

jack kelly

Regina George

Riley Andersen

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dealerofdust:

Crossing her arms across her chest, Tink gave the male an unamused smile. “Please? Yeah, no. I would never say please to a boy, but nice try,” she said. “Wings – you know? They go on my back and I can fly around?” She was sure she didn’t mispronounce the word.

Jack raised an eyebrow slightly amused by how quickly she got offended. “Really? Not to any boy? Look I knows what wings are ok. I just never heard anyone say they have them.” Unless they were sleeping or drunk but Jack wasn’t about to say that. “Tell you what you tell me more about these wings and i’ll pretend you ain’t demanding me to carry you and gives you a piggyback ride ok?” Jack smiled proud of himself for believing he had won the battle. 

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apricotjvice:

Even though Micah usually had a rule not to drink before shows, he had foolishly allowed himself to break that rule. ‘ One drink ’ gradually turned into five and by the time he was on stage he had a pleasant buzz. At least that was one upside to this all, even though all he wanted to do at this point was collapse on the tattered leather couch in his apartment. The moment his set finished he headed backstage to freshen up minimally before making the decision to head to the small venues bar. He allowed his body to lean up against the wooden support frame of the bar as he waited for the bartender to finish fixing up his drink, the glass of rum and coke slid to him across its surface. But before he could lift the glass to his lips and take a sip, he felt a pair of eyes on him. He turned to look over at someone who was now standing beside him and looking at him. A fan? Someone he had a one night stand with? “–Do I know you…? Or do you just like what you see?” He teased.

Jack had always been into music, he had Medda to thank for that. And besides music was just another form of art and really Jack loved all forms of art so he was always happy to hear some live music. After sweet talking his way into the bar he was happy to watch Micha on stage. Spying him at bar after the set Jack decided to go and tell him that he enjoyed the set (because artists supported artists in jack’s mind). If Jack was taken aback by what Micha said he didn’t show it in fact he made a show of running his eyes up and down Micha. “You were good up there” Jack pointed to the stage. “And so  was your voice.” Jack answered with a cheeky grin,   

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apricotjvice:

“What do you think the chances are that the diner staff will let me sleep in a booth there? I mean the sign says open twenty-four hours so that’s like totally free game right?” Alyssa glanced over at the person who was currently sitting beside her on the park bench she had previously been napping on, her back beginning to ache. The last thing she wanted to do was go home to her mom and Tony, she’d rather sleep on the cold ground before she did that. “–Actually I’m starting to have second thoughts about the diner. It sounds like fucking torture… I’d probably kill someone for a cheeseburger right now.”

“you’re actually thinking of sleeping in there?” Jack questioned, pointing to the diner. More concerned about the girl and wondering if he could help. He would offer he a place to sleep but he wasn’t sure how the boys would react to that or how she would feel about sleeping with the boys. “Well lets save you from killing someone and i’ll buy you a cheeseburger instead.” Jack said with a smile. 

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highfunctin:

Sherlock looked around once more, trying to find some other indication of where he was before tilting his head in a curious manner.“Maryland… That doesn’t sound quite right- maybe somewhere else- somewhere near the area for sure. There are not enough clues to go on.” Sherlock looked the other up and down before clasping his hands in front of his face. The other was not a threat as far as he could see, but he was a rather very disoriented man. “You clearly must be in a delusional state if you believe your friends, without warning, would have placed you on a train- which I don’t believe go that far inland- to go to a city you’ve heard of… Where are you supposed to be?”

Jack nodded his head. The man in front of him seemed far more reliable about telling him where he was then quiet a few other people he ran into purely because he seemed to be actually assessing the situation. His face then turned into a frown at being called delusional. “HEY!” He cried. “Clearly you don’t know my friends. Great buncha guys but they can kinda be impulsive.” So could Jack but he wasn’t about to say that. “And i’ll have you know a train can get ya to Santa Fe just fine.” He looked over at the man feeling less like talking but if it meant he could see Crutchie or Davey or Katherine again he’d take it. “New York.”

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why do you think your here?

So the Delaney Brothers can try to beat on  the other Newsies? So that Pulitzer can put the prices of the papes up again? If anyone knows please tell me. 

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From Jeremy’s first London show (29th June 2016)

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first thoughts on this place?

It’s not New York.... I guess folks seem nice here except for that one girl who yelled at me. 

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Why do you want to go to Santa Fe so badly?

Why? I need to go Somewhere they won't ever find me, and tomorrow won't remind me of today. I ain't getting any younger. And I wanna start brand new. I need space. And fresh air. And that’s why I wanna go to Santa Fe. 

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What would you do if the Delancey brothers showed up here?

I mean they probably did this to me. Or Snyder. Probably kidnapped me and bought me here so I’d ask them where we are and demand we go back to New York.