#sprace hc

[king-of-brooklyn]

Canon-era Race hc:

- Race is well-known throughout all the boroughs, and well-liked by everyone.

- Despite his ability to shakedown an entire table of boys in poker, no one can hold a grudge against him.

- He’s both friendly and generous, a good combination within a community of homeless newsboys.

-It doesn’t hurt that he’s Jack’s second, which gives him authority and connections.

- He’s originally from Brooklyn, and all the boys there respect him. This also gives him the Brooklyn edge, letting everyone know that underneath his sunny disposition there is a hard, ruthless orphan who grew up on the streets and will do whatever it takes to survive.

- Of course, there’s also his relationship with Spot Conlon. Everyone knows they’re best friends (though no one knows how close they really are), and if anyone dared threaten Race, Spot wouldn’t hesitate to soak em.

- No one’s quite sure why Race chose Manhattan as his home after leaving Brooklyn, or why he left in the first place. Only he, Jack, and Spot know that Spot asked him to leave after he came into power, recognizing that Race was his weak spot. Jack and Spot had always maintained a good working relationship, and he was the only one Spot would trust with the most important person in his life.

- Race is best friends with both Jack and Albert, and is obviously close with all the other Manhattan boys. Despite this, Spot is the only one who gets to see the truly hidden parts of him. Race rarely breaks down, preferring to hide his pain with jokes and sarcasm, but when he does he heads straight to Brooklyn, where Spot waits for him with open arms.

- Spot has only asked him to come back to Brooklyn once, after the strike was over. He felt secure enough in his power to know that Race would be safe, but the other boy turned him down. He would love to be back in Brooklyn with Spot, but he feels at home in Manhattan, and wants to stay until he ages out. He’s also worried that the close proximity to Spot would tip people off to their real relationship status, and thinks it’s best if they stay a little further apart than they might like.

- Their relationship is why Race didn’t go to Brooklyn during the strike; he didn’t want to use it as leverage. Spot knows this, and appreciates it.

- Being queer in canon-era is hard for Race, but he never allows himself to feel ashamed of it. No matter what anyone says about being queer, he knows that what he feels for Spot is real, and so are the feelings Spot has for him. They don’t say “I love you” often, and they can only steal small moments of physical intimacy when they are alone in Spot’s room, but neither needs constant validation to know the other cares.

[and-i-lostmy-shoe]

Just in time for winter!

Spot will come over from brooklyn for snowball fights

Race says “he just likes seeing my face”

Spot retorts ”yeah, seeing it get hit by my snowballs”

“Those aren’t the only balls of yours that will be in my f-”

“SHUT UP RACE”

Everyone is scared of Al because he has an Arm™

If anybody hits Crutchie, Jack goes berserk with his revenge

“Sorry Dave, I love ya, but you’d just drag me down”

“You what him?!”

“Mmph!” as davey shoves snow in jack’s face to keep him from talking.

“He-he said he love to… help me!”

“Suure…”

Les usually wins because nobody can bring themselves to hit him

Well, nobody except Race

But don’t be fooled, the kid is vicious

Specs keeps getting his glasses knocked off by snowballs

Once Race was sneaking around all stealthy when he saw Jack kissing Davey behind a snowdrift

He threw a snowball, and it landed right between their faces

Jack jumped up, wiping snow from his face, and shouted “RACETRACK HIGGINS I KNOW YOU DID THIS I’M GONNA GET YOU BACK FOR THIS”

“I’d like to see you try!”

Race was rolling around in hysterics for so long,

Spot picked him up and marched him inside to the fire

“Racetrack you dumbass you’re going to get yourself killed of pneumonia”

“Awww, would you miss me?”

Spot, blushing: “No, but then there’d be no one to annoy Jack.”

Jack actually did get him back two days later

Jack was waiting on the fire escape, and when Race walked by, he dumped a mountain of snow on his head

Jack came home that day with a black eye cursing spot under his breath

[moved-glowfaery]

FAVORITE CIRCLE OF HELL [SPRACE] [CHAPTER 15]

Fandom: Newsies

Ships: Sprace, Javey, Almer, Specsromeo (what is the shipname?), Blush, Newsbians, Crutchie and Happiness

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13 | Chapter 14

Tag list:

@newsienewsie

@sparrrow-prince

So here is a really really short chapter, cause it's been 2 weeks and I couldn't manage to write this and the next chapter together in a nice way so let's split them up. My school starts on monday so I hope I get to write more but it's college and all so we'll see. Anyway deal with Race being a mess. thanks xoxo

Race expected to wake up on Saturday to a million texts from Albert, explaining every detail about his date with Elmer. But instead he only had a text from Romeo who simply send a string of rose emoji’s.

romeo, im not specs remember? He send back, dropping his phone on his bed to take a shower.

During the day Albert didn’t text him either. His phone quiet except for the normal spam from Romeo, which involved lots of gifs and emoji’s that did not make a lot of sense. After dinner Race decided to text Albert, ask him if everything was okay. Within seconds the boy send him a facetime invite. Race pushed his books of his bed to sit down, answering the call.

“How was it?” He asked the second his friend’s face showed up.

“Took you longer than Romeo, he spammed my texts even before I woke up,” Albert smiled, his red hair tucked underneath his cap.

“I wanted to give you some time. I expected you to spam my text this morning.” Race rushed his fingers through his hair shortly, looking at his friend who was nervously playing with a loose earbud between his fingers.

“It was so..” the boy fell silent, trying to find the words. His forehead slightly crinkled.

“What? Amazing? Dreamy? Terrible?? It went good right?” Race rambled, too impatient.

“No, those are not the right words,” Albert could barely contain his laugh as he watched Race getting more and more impatient, his movements almost nervous.

“Come on, Al! you’re just fucking with me now!” He called out, frustrated. His friend started laughing, almost falling backwards on his bed. “Albert!”

“It was great, it was absolutely amazing,” Albert told when he managed to pull himself together again. “He was so adorable and gosh,” The boy started to dream off with a soft sigh

“Did you kiss?” Race interrupted Albert’s daydream, almost knocking over his phone as he waved his hands to get Albert’s attention.

“We might,” He only said, the smirk on his face betraying the real story.

“Oh my god! How was it? Is he a good kisser? How romantic was it?”

“Oh hear that? My mom is calling-“

“No one is calling, Albert. Don’t you dare hang up on me.”

“She is really calling, something with the computer. See you at school!” Directly after that the connection had ended. Race sighed annoyed, letting himself fall backwards on the bed. There he spend the next five minutes sending Albert dozens of texts calling him a traitor and hater. Which all were replied with simple laughing smileys.

[racetraxk-higgins]

some sprace head cannons (ballerina! race, uni student! spot)

- okay so spot is in school to get an english major and before he lived with his younger foster brother Jack but moved out when he became good friends with Racetrack Higgins (the way they met is a completely other story in its self)

- race is a ballerina who spends 8 hours a day rehearsing (usually in pointe shoes) and he’s also trying to get a major in theatre. he goes to a performing arts school that’s like extremely hard to get into.

- okay enough with back stories; race and spot are so gay, i mean so fucking gay.

- theyre obviously together and since ballet is such a demanding dance spot is constantly worried about race and how he’s doing.

- spot makes race ice his feet more than needed some days.

- race comes home late on some days because he wants to rehearse more to make sure he has all the jumps down and spot usually texts race to remind him to come home before 12 because it isn’t healthy to do all that without sleep.

- race may overwork himself physically, but spot overworks himself mentally and physically.

- spot is determined to get good grades and he works his ass off that some times it’s to the point where spot ends up passing out at his desk.

- race always texts spot when he’s not home to go get some food and water so spot won’t starve. (race swears if it wasn’t for him spot would probably be a zombie rn)

- race leaves little reminders on spots desks, especially ones like “remember to take off your binder if you haven’t already, the big hoodie is on the bed waiting” or “hey handsome, you’re the best BOYfriend ever.”

- spot and race are gay boys who love each other and would do anything to protect each other

- also spot is a Supportive Boyfriend™ and comes to all of Race’s Ballet’s / Plays / Musicals that race is in

[rylekayner]

How Spot and Race got together

Race: *pushes through the crowd*

Race: *taps microphone*

Race: *clears throat*

Race: SPOT CONLON IS A PUNK ASS BITCH WHO BETTER SQUARE UP AND FIGHT ME IN THE DENNYS PARKING LOT 3AM TOMMOROW

[loving-jack-kelly]

Spot and Race as soul mates. But when they find out they don't think the other one is their soulmate, they avoid the subject for years until Race is at a doctors office and spots in the room there because Race is terrified of them and the doctor asks if he (insert whatever happens when you find your soulmate or whatever) and Race suddenly can't breathe but he says yes because he can't lie to the doctor and Spot actually PASSES OUT right there from worry because he wants Race to be his soulmate.

They’re both paranoid that the other didn’t have the same feeling. There’s all these horror stories out there of one sided soulmates, Race had thought he’d found his soulmate with his last boyfriend and later found out he was wrong, Spot was pretty skeptical of the soulmate idea in the first place and when he feels it at first he doesn’t believe it and they he thinks Race didn’t get the same thing.

And they don’t talk about it because they both think the other doesn’t want to, while really they both really really want to, and Spot almost says something a few times but always ends up steering the conversation away before it really happens and Race talks about it with himself a few times but can never bring himself to say it out loud to Spot.

And it gets to the point where every time anyone mentions soulmates one or both of them will leave so they can avoid talking about it for a little while longer.

But one day Race has to go to the doctor’s, which he avoids as much as he possibly can, and he makes Spot go with him because he hates the doctor’s so much, and the doctor is asking routine questions and he gets to “have you had your soul experience yet?” and Race remembered why he never had Spot come with him before, it was usually one of his sisters, Davey, Jack, once, and he kind of fearfully looks over at Spot, who’s clenching his fists and looking straight ahead, and Race thinks it’s because he doesn’t want to hear that Race has because he hasn’t, and Spot’s actually because he’s so scared to hear Race say no and learn that he doesn’t get to have Race forever.

So Race, terrified, just kind of whispers it and the doctor has to ask what he said and then the doctor is almost like, do you two need a minute?, because he’s not missing the obvious tension but he just asks again and Race just kind of yells, “Yes, dammit, yes I’ve had my fucking soul experience” and Spot just...goes down. Like, boop, the tiny man is on the ground, he’s breathing but he’s down, what just happened.

So the doctor stops trying to give Race his checkup and is trying to help Spot and Race is kind of hyperventilating because one, his boyfriend is passed out on the ground, and two, now he’s essentially alone in the doctor’s office and he hates the doctor’s office so much and is having a little bit of an anxiety attack and then Spot wakes up and waves the doctor away and closes the door and just...looks at Race and Race is like, dude are you okay, and Spot is helping him calm down and then Spot kisses him and asks, really slowly and completely sincerely, “Was your soul experience with me or not?”

And Race starts breathing hard again, and Spot has to be like, it’s okay if it wasn’t, I just need to know, please. And Race is like yeah, it was, and then Spot is kissing him and laughing, but Race is still worried both from the passing out and because they’re still at the doctor’s office and finally they finish the stupid checkup and leave, and then they don’t have to avoid the topic of soulmates anymore because they know they’re each other’s.

[king-of-brooklyn]

ANOTHER SPRACE HEADCANON

mkay so everyone knows that i hc Spot calling Race “pretty boy” but also i hc that he calls him “doll”?

like they’re out selling papes and Race asks Spot to pass him change for a nickel and Spot just goes “sure thing, doll” and winks at him? like he fucking winks?! and Race could die right there but no one else notices bc they think it’s casual lingo he uses

and it is. but also. it’s more than that

[and-i-lostmy-shoe]

Another sprace college hc

Happy holidays to @papesdontsellthemselves ! I hope you like it <3

Spot still chaperones Race to and from parties

Race is a very clingy drunk

Always holding spot’s hands

Hugging him

Face buried in his shoulders, back, or chest

He doesn’t go to as many parties anymore though

He doesn’t want Spot to have the hassle of babysitting him

Race is good at folding laundry, but he hates matching up socks

So they sit down on the floor together and fold laundry

Race says “I feel like we’re a married couple and shit”

But he says it with a smile

Sometimes spot will come home after a long day and he’ll just find Race and silently pull him into a hug

And Race just lets him

When Race has a long day, he comes home and curls up in Spot’s lap

They have pasta Wednesday

“That doesn’t alliterate, Race”

“It doesn’t have to”

They don’t really have pet names, except for Racer (Race only lets Spot call him that), Spottie (Spot barely lets Race call him that), and babe

So Race takes Spot to meet his “mystery friend” (he’s a lil’ shit like that)

And Race tells Jack he wants to introduce him to his boyfriend, but he doesn’t tell him his name (he’s a lil’ shit like that)

So Spot and Race show up at the restaurant arm in arm

And Jack is sitting at the table

And Jack and Spot say simultaneously, “what thE FUCK?!?”

Since neither Spot nor Jack use the Larkin name,

Race didn’t know that they’re adoptive brothers

Proceed to Jack teasing Spot a lot