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[daysleftofsecondterm]

Give us the rambly explanation

... Hoo boy, yall are about to be asking for it

Do you want my long, rambly, probably incorrect take on the 2024 election?

Yes please!

No. Get back to the numbers, Number Boy.

Voting ended onJun 9

[unsettlingcreature]

how do you have three boop badges

@starlitink you get them by booping a certain number of times!

one boop

314 boops

1000 boops

there's a good summary of the april fool's event here!

[somedayonbroadway]

Hear me out hear me out.... Rise Of The Guardians AU? (I already have one of these babies stewing in the back of my mind but I would love to hear your thoughts on this concept.)

Okay, so here’s my original Rise of the Guardians AU that I did a couple years back:

Rise of the Guardians AU

Mood Boards

But I felt inspired to create a few new and improved Mood Boards, take a look!

Crutchie Morris as The Sandman

Katherine Plumber as The Tooth Fairy

Spot Conlon as The Easter Bunny

Jack Kelly as Santa Claus

Racetrack Higgins as Jack Frost

I would love to hear more about your ideas though! Please tell me!

For more Mood Boards and AUs, click here!

[newsies-banner]

To all the newsies who have had to move at one point or another: any tips?

MOVING ADVICE : BY ITEY AND SNITCH

Snitch : Itey moved across the ocean to get here, but that's the only moving he's ever done. I moved a bunch of times, but never all that far, so we're gonna answer this one together.

Itey : Together, we make one expert. Alone, Snitchy forgets he's got to wear socks.

Snitch : Hey, that never-

Itey : Anyway! If you are moving far (across an ocean or to Santa Fe) try and bring something from your first home with you. I have a piece of the brick outside my family's house, which fits right next to the front door.

Snitch : You could do that with moving not-so-far, but if you move more than once, all those rocks might start weighing you down a little.

Itey : probably don't carry too many rocks, no. But one or two is good.

Snitch : That's another thing that's a hassle. Bringing all your things wherever you're going. Me and my papa, when we moved around a lot, it was hard figuring out what to bring and what to leave, but assuming you're not running away from anybody in the middle of the night, that's probably not so much of a problem.

Itey : I think most people are not doing that, no. But if you are, then bring your favorite things. And if you're not leaving suddenly, still just keep your favorite things in a special place so they are ready when you get there and you don't have to go through all of your things to find them. Nothing worse than getting off of a horrible smelly boat and wanting to change your shirt but you have to find it mixed in with all your other things.

Snitch : Itey gets a lot of mail, too, right?

Itey : Not "a lot," but my sisters and my mother write me sometimes. I write back, send some money, tell them how things are going here. Whatever you write, it doesn't have to be important. Send pictures, too, and write real letters. Not just these letters "online."

Snitch : Online is all fine and good until you want to hold something your best friend also held, and then you need real letters.

Itey : of course, if you happen to share a bed with your best friend, maybe you won't want letters. Maybe you see too much of him. Maybe too much of his feet in the morning.

[starlitink]

Stop The Presses

I wrote this story for English class, and I figured “hey, if it got an A, it’s good enough to post on Tumblr, right?”

All characters mentioned except for Kid Blink, Racetrack Higgins, Spot Conlon, Morris Cohen, and David Simmons are a product of my imagination. The events mentioned here (apart from the strike in general and the ‘editor’s notes’ (written within the story in italics)) are also a product of my imagination.

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NEW YORK SUN Newsboy Fight On Wall Street: What Actually Happened?

July 29, 1899

By A. Kelly

The following is based on an audio recording of Jacob “Patches” Booker’s account of Tuesday’s events. I have reviewed and edited to include details that Booker might have left out, as well as definitions of certain slang words Booker uses. In most cases, I have used the nicknames that Booker uses to address various mentioned newsboys/newsgirls/etc.

So y’all wanna know what happened with the fight down on Wall Street the other day, an’ since I’se was there, the Times thought I would be best-suited to tell the story. Dunno why though, ‘cause all I did was get Queen Parker an’ Spades Campbell out of the fight before they got soaked bad enough that they had to go to the hospital or somethin’. [‘Soak’, in this context, appears to mean ‘give a severe beating’, as the recipient of the ‘soaking’ is usually soaked in blood after, hence the name.] Honestly, them Brooklyn kids jist dunno when t’ stop fightin’.

[Please stay on topic, Mr. Booker. What happened that day?]

Well, I got up that mornin’ an’ got ready to sell my papes [newspapers] like usual. Diamond Jefferson - he’s the leader of us Queens newsies - he’d told us the other day that we wasn’t gonna strike with Kid Blink an’ Racetrack [Louis ‘Kid Blink/Blind Diamond’ Baletti and Ed ‘Racetrack’ Higgins, the leaders of the Manhattan and Brooklyn newsies respectively, and the leaders of the strike], even though a lotta other newsies said we’se should. Diamond’s logic was that we have about 50 newsies in our borough, an’ since we make less than $5 a day, we can’t afford to not sell papers without goin’ hungry.

Rags Miller an’ Jumper Laurence tried sneakin’ out t’ strike with the Brooklyn newsies the other day, but Diamond an’ Bee Johnson - they’s Diamond’s second [second in command] - caught 'em an’ almost soaked 'em. Me an’ Bee’s little brother Stitches had to pull ‘em offa Rags an’ Jumper before they would stop.

Anyway, I was about t’ leave an’ go get my papes when Skids Lee had to open his big mouth an’ tell Diamond that his brother was strikin’, an’ why couldn’t he go strike too. Diamond got mad an’ said that if Skids wanted to starve because he wanted to go off an’ play at bein’ on strike with Kid Blink an’ Racetrack, then that weren’t any skin offa his back. Then Diamond dragged me into the mess an’ told me that he’d sell my papes for me if I took Skids to Brooklyn. I told him I didn’t want Scribbles an’ Foxy Davids to steal my sellin’ spot again, an’ he pulled me aside an’ told me, “Patches, you’se is the only one I trusts t’ take Skids an’ keep a level head ‘stead of gettin’ caught up in the strike”.

[Here, Booker went on a ramble about how it was nice to be trusted by Diamond, especially after being yelled at the previous week for getting in trouble with the ‘bulls’, or police, for an unknown reason.]

Anyway, Skids an’ I went to the Kosciuszko Bridge. We met up with some of Skids’ friends from the Bronx, an’ then we went across the bridge to Brooklyn an’ joined all the other newsies in this big open square. The crowd there was huge, I’se is tellin’ you. Newsies fillin’ up the whole square, with some little’uns [younger newsies, usually around the age of seven or eight] standin’ on barrels or crates so’s they’se could see what was happenin’. Kid Blink, Racetrack, Morris Cohen, David Simmons, an’ the other borough leaders was standin’ on the base of this statue of some famous guy in the middle of the square so that everyone could see 'em. They’re only about my age [Booker guesses his age to be about fifteen, but he does not have an exact number], but they’re in charge of this whole thin’. They’se the ones who went an’ thought up the idea, they’se the ones who organized the strike - this whole thin’s all 'em. It’s kind of amazin’.

Everyone was talkin’ to their friends, or goin’ up to Racetrack or Kid Blink an’ talkin’ to 'em, or somethin’ like that, until Switch Sullivan [leader of the Harlem newsies] gave a loud whistle an’ yelled “EVERYBODY SHUT IT,” then all of us quieted down real quick.

Kid Blink started off by thankin’ everyone for comin’ out an’ joinin’ the strike, an’ how the newsies of New York City was strikin’ for fair pay because the World an’ Journal had upped the price of papers to somethin’ we couldn’t pay. [Some context: the newsies must buy the newspapers themselves from the newspaper companies before they can sell them. A week ago, the New York World and New York Journal raised the price the newsboys buy at from 50 cents per hundred papers to 60 cents per hundred, meaning the newsies would have to sell 10 more papers every day just to earn the same amount as always. This is a price the newsies cannot afford to pay without going hungry, and thus the strike started.]

Then he talked about how we all had to stick together an’ not let anyone keep us from gettin’ what we want. Then Racetrack got up on the statue an’ told us to gather into groups of four or five, an’ for the little’uns to stick with a big’un [older newsboy, around the ages of eleven to twenty-one] or two, an’ then the leaders would come ‘round an’ tell us what we was supposed to do.

I ended up in a group with Queen, Spades, an’ their friend Sketch Carson. Then Spot Conlon - he’s one of the Brooklyn newsies - anyway, he came over an’ told us that we’se had to go 'round an’ find scabs who are sellin’ the World or the Journal an’ try an’ convince 'em to join us. [‘Scabs’ seems to refer to people who break the strike and accept pay to sell the newspapers, since the newsies refuse to do so.] We had to be nice ‘cause Cammie Clifton [leader of the Bronx newsies] was concerned about how us fightin’ the scabs might look to people - they all thinks of us as street rats, an’ if we fight each other, we’re just provin’ 'em right an’ we’re givin’ 'em an excuse to throw us in jail with all the other rats. So we had to try an’ be diplo… diplo… that thin’ where you try an’ be calm an’ make peace.

Yeah, that. Spot said we had to be diplomatactics an’ get the scabs on our side. If we saw any other kids goin’ to work or on their lunch break or comin’ home from work, we gotta try an’ convince 'em too, ‘cause we need as many kids as we can to join the strike or else Pulitzer an’ Hearst ain’t never gonna take us seriously.

Someone from another group pointed out that they ain’t never gonna take us seriously anyway an’ that maybe we should just give up an’ disband the strike, an’ Spades told him to shut up an’ stop bein’ such a downer.

“‘We’se gotta stick together an’ not let the scabs an’ the bulls or Pulitzer an’ Hearst or anyone else keep us from getti’g the fair treatment we’se deserves, ‘cause if we’se don’ stick together an’ fight for this, then we’se pretty much given up an’ told ‘em that they can do whatever they wants to us’,” Sketch quoted. “That’s what Race said, right? An’ now that’s what we’se is tryin’ t’do.”

[Here, Booker almost went on another ramble before I reminded him to stay on topic, tell us about the fight, and not get distracted by talking about his fellow newsboys.]

Yeah, yeah, keep your shirt on. I’se gettin’ to that part. I’se tellin’ the stuff that happened before everythin’ so it all makes more sense than if I hadn’t.

[Do you mean context?]

Yeah, that. I’se givin’ context. Anyways, Spot told us that Kid Blink said to head towards Wall Street, since his boys saw a few scabs down there sellin’ the other day. Problem was, nobody told us that the scabs had moved over a couple blocks, an’ now there was a bunch of ladies sellin’ papers on the corner where he’d sent us, so we couldn’t soak 'em if thin’s went south. A fellow can’t soak a lady. It just ain’t right. It’s fine if someone tries to soak Queen, ‘cause she’s a newsie an’ she don’t care about bein’ clean an’ proper-like, an’ she’ll probably beat you in a fight with one hand tied behind her back anyways, but you can’t just hit an innocent lady. I mean, you could, but then any decent newsie is gonna soak you for it.

Anyway, the ladies tried to offer us some papers, but we told 'em no an’ asked 'em to join us. They refused, when “diplomacy failed”, as Sketch put it, Queen got mad an’ started yellin’. A bull noticed an’ grabbed Queen’s arm, tellin’ her she was under arrest for harassin’ these nice ladies. That’s when Spades decked him square in the face, an’ all hell broke loose.

Obviously, me an’ Sketch got the girls away from the fight first so they didn’t get hurt or somethin’ before we went back to go try to break it up. I told Sketch to run back to the square an’ get Race or Spot or someone who could calm Queen an’ Spades down, an’ they took off runnin’, an’ I went back to the fight. By the time I got there, the cop had a shiner [black eye] in the makin’, Queen’s lip was bleedin’, an’ Spades was down on the ground curled up in a little ball with the cop hittin’ him an’ Queen tryin’ to get the guy offa him.

I managed to haul Queen offa the copper, an’ Sketch came back with Spot, plus a couple of other newsies from Brooklyn. Between me an’ the Brooklyn boys, we managed to pull the cop off of Spades an’ get him away from the cop. Once Spades was safe an’ sittin’ on the curb, Spot started chewin’ Queen out for tryin’ to soak a cop, while one of the newsies checked out Spades’ injuries an’ told ‘im his ankle was twisted. Last I saw of 'em before the other Brooklyn newsie took me to find Skids was Queen an’ Spot shoutin’ at each other an’ his friend helpin’ Spades up off the curb while Sketch was talkin’ with the cop - probably apologizin’ for their friends an’ askin’ him not to arrest anyone.

Anyway, someone called the news an’ told 'em what had happened, but the way the guy told the story an’ the way the Times ran the headline, we’se was a bunch of street rats harassin’ some nice ladies, an’ when the cop told us to leave 'em alone, we all jumped on him an’ soaked him, six to one. Sketch an’ Spot went to the Times to complain about how that’s not what happened, an’ how none of us ever touched the ladies, an’ the cop was the one beatin’ ‘em up, an’ Spades an’ Queen just wanted to make sure neither one of ‘em was hurt, an’ the rest of us was just tryin’ to break up the fight. The Times didn’t want any of th’ Brooklyn kids tellin’ what happened, ‘cause Queen an’ Spades was in the fight, so they had a… that thin’ where you ain’t fair about tellin’ the story ‘cause you like one side better than the other.

Yeah, a bias. That thin’. They didn’t want Queen an’ Spades tellin’ the story ‘cause they was in the fight an’ the Times thought they was gonna be biased about it an’ talk about how they was innocent an’ the cop was beatin’ ‘em for no reason. Spot an’ Sketch couldn’t do it, either, ‘cause both of 'em was gone for most of the fight an’ they didn’t know what was goin’ on, an’ then Sketch had the bright idea of volunteerin’ me, cause I was there an’ I saw the fight, but I weren’t in it.

Anyways, that’s the whole story, every last bit of it, at least that I can remember. Mighta forgot a few bits an’ pieces, but they’re probably not important. Oh, an’ Spot says that Kid Blink says to tell the people readin’ this to not buy the World or Journal or any of the other papers we’re strikin’ against until they roll the prices back to where they was before all this happened, please ‘n’ thank you, sirs an’ ma’ams an’ anyone else in between.

[Editor’s note: the Newsboy’s Strike continued until August 2nd, 1899, when Joseph Pulitzer, owner of the New York World, offered a compromise - the price at which the newsboys would buy papers would remain the same, but the newspaper companies would buy back any papers the boys did not sell during the day. The newsboys agreed to the compromise, and the Newsboy’s Union was disbanded.]

[your-pronouns-are-cool]

Hi! Can I get a pronoun check for he/him? My name's Aster and I like Broadway musicals!

Hi Aster! Here you go.

I got an ask from Aster today! He would like a check for himself, and I'm glad to help him. Aster likes Broadway musicals. I wonder which ones are his favourite! I hope Aster has a great day, he's nice to himself, and he sees something that makes him happy.

[we-are-inevitable]

h e l l o

in the kindest way possible: i know you are young! younger than me! so you are automatically a Baby! and i just get Upside Down by Jack Johnson vibes from you

[starlitinkuniverse]

Seoung Yong Sook BIOGRAPHY

Seoung Yong Sook (Korean: 서웅 용숙; born April 18, 1997) is a South Korean fiction professional dancer and choreographer based in Tokyo, Japan. Known for his sharp, disciplined stage presence and his signature “Scorpion” persona, he works as a freelance performer, movement coach, and choreography director for music videos, idol training programs, and commercial productions.

Early Life

Seoung Yong Sook was born in Seoul, South Korea, to architect Seoung Dong-Min and former opera singer Hyo Eun Jung. He spent part of his childhood living with his grandparents in a rural area, where he was introduced to street dance after watching a group of local teenagers practice outdoors. Inspired, he began training on his own, experimenting with rhythm and movement.

As a teenager, Seoung became known for his rebellious and unpredictable behavior, shaped by family tensions and a distant relationship with his older brother. At age 15, he auditioned for the national talent program Asia Talent, where he placed in the top 10 and entered a multi-year trainee system.

Career

2012–2015: Trainee Period

During his trainee years, Seoung underwent intensive training in dance, stage performance, and physical conditioning. He developed a unique style blending urban dance with capoeira elements, beginning formal capoeira practice at age 16. His intense, controlled personality earned him the nickname “Scorpion”, which later inspired the scorpion tattoo on his right arm.

2015–2019: Q360 and Early Work

Seoung debuted in 2015 with the dance performance group Q360, appearing on national television programs, events, and commercial projects. The group remained active until 2018–2019, gradually disbanding as members pursued individual paths.

In late 2019, Seoung terminated his contract with the Korean agency KM&D Corp. to focus on solo projects and choreography work.

2020–present: Move to Japan and Freelance Career

In early 2020, Seoung relocated to Tokyo with his manager, Hwang Sun Hi (“Sunny”), seeking broader opportunities. Without attending formal language programs, he learned Japanese through daily life and on-set work. Over time he became a sought-after freelance choreographer for dance crews, TV networks, and idol agencies, including POPcorp, NTV sub-studios, and various independent production companies.

His work spans:

• background dancer casting

• music video choreography

• stage performance direction

• movement and conditioning training for idols

• custom workout programs for performers

He is known for strict discipline, high standards, and a minimalist, high-intensity teaching style.

Artistry and Style

Seoung’s choreography emphasizes:

• sharp, controlled movements

• capoeira-inspired sweeps and rotations

• urban/hip-hop footwork

• strong rhythmic precision

His persona combines quiet intensity, emotional distance, and methodical determination. Although often perceived as cold or intimidating, he is respected for his professionalism and consistency.

Personal Life

Seoung is described as private, solitary, and highly disciplined. He dislikes clutter, loud environments, and crowded spaces, and is sensitive to strong scents. He enjoys running at dawn, capoeira, boxing, and highly spiced food. He avoids nightlife and dedicates most of his time to training and work.

Although he maintains little contact with his family, he privately records monthly video journals reflecting on his career and life in Japan. He has expressed a long-term wish to reconnect with his mother, though he speaks about his family rarely.

Discography and Filmography

Seoung is not a musical performer and has no discography. His career is primarily dance- and choreography-based.

Selected Choreography Credits

Q360 (2015–2018) – stage choreographies

POPcorp – music video movement coaching

NTV studio units – performance direction

Various Tokyo idol trainees – dance and conditioning programs

(All credits are fictional within the creative universe.)

Agency and Representation

KM&D Corp. (Seoul, 2013–2019)

Street Soldiers Odoru Hōjin (Tokyo, 2020–present)

Managed by Hwang Sun Hi.