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My side blog for all things Newsies! Including edits, fics, and any request that people might have!

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Hey Tags!

We are a brand new Broadway Based RP.

Broadway HQ is a Modern Day RP for characters of your beloved musicals. We have seen them on stage and screen but what if they were simply living life in the Big Apple? If you ever wanted to bring those characters to life, now is your chance!

We are a semi appless, para based roleplay and all of the characters are simply inspired by roles from musicals. Now is your chance to get to deep dive into the characters that you love and explore them like you have never done before. Will they live out their dreams of being the next big Broadway Star? Will they open up their own bakery? Or live a simple life, nothing too flashy, with maybe a few cats? Whatever they do, it’s completely up to you.

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I’m curious, what are some characters from your favorite musicals that you would like to see around town? Let me know! Personally, I’d love to Julia Trojan, Donny Nova, Jimmy Campbell, Jack Kelly, Racetrack Higgins, David Jacobs, Elphaba, Glinda, Marius- Honestly the list goes on!

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Hey pals who like musicals, please come and check this out!! It’d mean a lot to me!! If not, maybe pass it along to your friends? Thank you!! <3

[thingswedotoday]

Mother’s Day || Crutchie Morris

The word ‘mother’ was always complicated for Crutchie. He had had a mother at one point, one that he was sure loved him and cared about him. But she had been ripped away from him, along with his father, much too soon. All he had of her was the old folded picture that he kept in his wallet as he bounced foster home to foster home. He could remember the day he was gifted that simple but irreplaceable picture. Crutchie had been sitting in his social workers office for some reason or another and she simply slid the picture across to the table him. And there in front of him was his family. Baby him, no older than a year old smushed between a mother whose eyes mirrored his own, who had freckles across the bridge of her nose as well, and a father who had his same lips and facial expression.

It broke his heart that he had no memories of them- of her. And when Mother’s Day rolled around every year, there was a never ending ache in his chest. Wondering what she was like, what they would be doing on Mother’s Day to celebrate her. Would he have had siblings? Would they have gone on family trips? It was those thoughts and the simple image of her that often lulled him to sleep on Mother’s Day. It was her imaginative voice and kind words that would block out the screaming and yelling and punishments that came more often than not in the foster homes. It was the urge of wanting to make her proud, where ever she was, heaven or somewhere else, that kept his drive alive. That pushed him to survive the homes that tried to drown him.

The idea of a mother, to have a mother figure in his life disappeared the older he got. Knowing that most people wanted the cute young kids. Not teenage boys who had been in the system for fifteen years. And surely not a kid who had a bad leg- who needed the support of his forearm crutch the get around. As he watched his fellow foster siblings get adopted, he knew that it wasn’t a reality for him, that all he could do was be happy for them. And truly he was.

So when a nasty hospital visit ended with him going to the place of a lady named Shelly, he didn’t know how much his life would change. How in those first few days, her love and kindness filled every inch of the small Manhattan apartment. That she truly meant it when she asked about his day, wanted to hear how he was, and was there on his rough leg days. But Crutchie had refused to get his hopes up. Knowing that she too would tire of him in a matter of time and he would be on to the next foster home. One that wouldn’t have already started feeling like home over the course of a week.

And suddenly weeks had turned into months- Months that had made him feel more alive than he had ever done in his sixteen years. There was no worrying about doing something wrong and being hit for it. No wondering if he would be allowed to eat, or if there was clothes that would fit him. The list went on and on and the thing that astonished him the most was that Shelly loved him, that she provided for him, and cared for him no questions asked.

It was about six months in when Shelly had called him down for dinner, a rather serious look on her face that made Crutchies stomach twist uncomfortably. He had stupidly let himself think that maybe this was where he belonged but the bubbling anxiety told him differently as he sat across from Shelly. She was going to tell him that she couldn’t handle him anymore, that it was time for him to move on to the next family. So Crutchie sat there, trying not to fidget in the chair, waiting for Shelly to break the painful silence when she simply slid a paper across the table to him.

Adoption papers.

She wanted to adopt him. Wanted to become the mom he had always dreamed of. There was no telling how long both of them cried after Crutchie told her yes, yes he’d love for her to adopt him.

After the adoption, days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months of having a home; of having a mother. And before Crutchie knew it, the months had turned into one year, and one year had turned into two years.

And now as he sits across the table from her at Mother’s Day brunch- the word mother holds a new and special meaning. While Shelly might not have given birth to him, might not have raised him for sixteen years, she had given him everything and more a mother could in two years. Safety, love, security, hope, warmth, happiness, kindness, compassion, strength. She had held him while he cried for everything the foster homes had put him through, been by his side when his leg hurt so much he could barely moved. Been front row and center at every choir and drama performance. Had thrown the biggest birthday parties for him. But most of all, she had given him a loving place to call home.

So with a wide grin on his face, he slides her over a neatly wrapped present. And speaks such simple worlds he thought he’d never get to say.

“Happy Mother’s Day. I love you mom.”

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We are a modern day Newsies RP that has been running for three years. You get the chance to role play as your favorite Newsies character in a modern day setting and run a tumblr blog by them! On top of that, we have both an in character and out of character group chat on discord. And the best part? You get to make up what your character is like! Their likes/dislikes, background, ect is all up to you! This is a super fun group and we would love to have even more people join us!

There are tons of characters open and if this sounds like something you’d be interested, feel free to come check out the main account and our character accounts as well.

Also please note that this is a very, very LGBTQ+ friendly space and characters (and role players) that identify as such are welcomed!

Here are some characters that are open and we would love to have join us:

Blink Race Albert Skittery Specs Elmer Bill Darcy Mush Denton JoJo Tumbler Puddles Tommy Boy Morris Pie Eater York Boots Itey Bumlets Mike Dutchy And many more!

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Hey Pals! 

So I’m the admin for this amazing role play, and we would love to kick off the New Year with loads of new members (and characters) joining us. This is such a wonderful group of people to RP with and if you have been looking for a group to join but have been iffy about it, for sure stop by and check us out!! Not only are we active on the dash but we are super active in the In Character and Out of Character Discord chats!

From time to time we’ll also play Cards Against Humanity and Uno in character. Maybe I’m just biased since I have been apart of this amazing group for the last three years but I love it so so much. So come and check us out please, we’d love to have you join!!

((If you have any questions about it, feel free to message me on here or on the main account for the role play!!))

<3

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send me a pairing and a number and i'll write you a drabble

“Come over here and make me.”

“Have you lost your damn mind!?”

“Please, don’t leave.”

“Do you…well…I mean…I could give you a massage?”

“Wait a minute. Are you jealous?”

“Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”

“I almost lost you.”

“Wanna bet?”

“Don’t you ever do that again!”

“Teach me how to play?”

“Don’t you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit!”

“I think we need to talk.”

“Kiss me.”

“Hey, I’m with you, okay? Always.”

“So, I found this waterfall…”

“It could be worse.”

“Looks like we’ll be trapped for a while…”

“This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you’ve ever had. Of course I’m in.”

“The paint’s supposed to go where?”

“You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.”

“We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm and you wanna stop and feel the rain?”

“I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.”

“Just once.”

“You’re the only one I trust to do this.”

“I can’t believe you talked me into this.”

“I got you a present.”

“I’m pregnant.”

“Marry me?”

“I thought you were dead.”

“It’s not what it looks like…”

“You lied to me.”

“I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.”

“Please don’t do this.”

“If you keep looking at me like that we won’t make it to a bed.”

“You heard me. Take. It. Off.”

“I wish I could hate you.”

“Wanna dance?”

“You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”

“Hey! I was gonna eat that!”

“Have I entered an alternate universe or did you really just crack a smile for me?”

“You did all of this for me?”

“I swear it was an accident.”

“YOU DID WHAT?!”

“If you die, I’m gonna kill you.”

“Tell me a secret.”

“Hey, have you seen the..? Oh.”

“No one needs to know.”

“Boo.”

“Well this is awkward…”

Writer’s preference

[loonylilylunapotter]

newsies-in-onesies 😇😇😇

[thingswedotoday]

Holiday Prompts!

I have a snow day from work tomorrow and I really want to get back into writing fanfics. So if you have any holiday prompts you’d like to see, feel free to send them in! I’ll try to get as many as I can done.

<3

[thingswedotoday]

for the holiday prompts, what about Jack and Crutchie's first Christmas together as kids, either in the lodging house if you wanna go with canon era or a foster home if it's a modern au??

(Since I got another one for Canon Era, I’ll go with Modern AU for this one! Thanks for the prompt <3)

Crutchie could count on one hand how many Christmases he had celebrated in his ten years while being in foster care. And from the looks of it, there wasn’t going to be a Christmas this year either. Of course he was fine with this, the more time you spent in the system, the less you believed in Santa and Christmas miracles. However, that didn’t stop him from wanting to make sure that Jack had a good Christmas. Jack, who had only been in the system for a few months, who would be spending his first Christmas without his family. The thought made Crutchie’s stomach churn. From what Jack had told him, he had been with his father up until this point in his life. Like his mother, Jack’s father had gotten sick and passed away, and with no other family to take him in, well, Jack found himself exactly where Crutchie was.

When Jack was placed into the foster home with Crutchie, the two of them had taken an instant liking to one another, and from then, the two boys had been glued at the hip. Except for now, which had Crutchie hidden away in one of the back bedrooms, sitting crossed legged on the floor, tongue poking out as his little fingers worked to tie a knot. Getting money to buy Jack presents was highly unlikely, but the little bit he managed to come bu, he shoved in his shoes, saving it all up for the exact reason. Hoping that he would be able to get Jack something very small, as well as making him something.

There seemed to be an ongoing tradition between the two of them, where they would swap stories back and forth late at night. Jack’s stories were always about Santa Fe, how it was so clean and green and pretty. That he bet if they ran away to there, the air would cure Crutchie’s leg, that they could swim in the rivers. Crutchie’s on the other hand, were always fairy tales. About a handsome Prince named Jack and a boy from the Village named Crutchie. The stories were elaborate, sometimes stretching over the span of several nights, and more often than not, the only thing that could get the other through the darkness that seeped through the crack of the walls. And as much as Crutchie didn’t want to admit it, it was only a matter of time before one of them would be moved to a new foster home. And then who would be there to tell Jack stories?

So for the last few weeks, he spent all the time he could scribbling stories onto construction paper. Ones about far off lands where there was all the food you could eat, where there was safety and love and happiness. Where sometimes Knight Crutchie would save Prince Jack and they would run off to Santa Fe together. He squeezed as many stories as he could onto the paper that he had, scribbling stick figures in the corners as well. And now, he was almost done with them. Just tying the pieces of paper together with string he had found in the trash. Once it was all put together, he sat back, holding the book out with a wide grin on his face. Admiring stick figure him and Jack on the front holding hands. His messy eleven year old handwriting declaring, “Stories For Jack Kelly” across the front of it.

-

It was yelling from downstairs that woke him up a few mornings later and as much as he tried to snuggle back in against Jack, he just couldn’t. Something squirmed in his stomach from the yelling and he briefly found himself wanting escape from the screaming, until he remembered something and sat straight up. The movement must have woken Jack too because the other boy was rubbing his eyes and looking at Crutchie for an explanation.

“It’s Christmas!”

He beamed and for a brief second, he could see Jack’s entire demeanor change.

“Oh.” Jack had breathed out and was moving to lay back down before Crutchie propped himself onto his good knee, hands reaching out for Jack.

“I got you something!” He beamed widely and watched as a mixed of emotion fluttered across Jack’s features before he too settled on a smile.

“Crutch-”

But Crutchie cut him off with a shake of his head, reaching for the old underarm crutch, he hoisted himself up and walked across the bare room to where his bag was. Pulling out not only the book he had made for Jack but a piece of banana bread from the bakery around the corner and one of the best shirts he had.

“I didn’t have paper to warp them…” Crutchie said, cheeks flushing a little red as he made his way back over sheepishly. Sitting back down next to Jack, he handed the items over. Silence fell between them and suddenly he felt like he needed to explain himself.

“I know you love banana bread so I wanted to get you some, and the shirt, well its one of my nicest ones and I wanted you to have something nice too. And the book, I love our stories and in case… in case we ever get put into seperate homes, I wanted you to still have them and-”

It was Jack’s sniffling that cut him off and he looked at Jack as he rubbed at his red rimmed eyes. “Crutch….”

“Im sorry, if you dont like them!” Crutchie squeaked out but before he knew it, Jack was wrapping his arms around him and pulling Crutchie in close. For a second the two of them sat there, arms wrapped tight around each other. Clinging to each other, afraid that if they would let go, this moment in time would simply slip away from them.

“I love them… Thank you so so so much….I wasn’t… expecting anything since dad….” Jack breathed out, his eyes still bright red. “But… but this is the best presents ever. I don’t have you any thing though… Im sorry Crutch.”

But Crutchie was already shaking his head, arms going back around Jack. “I got you, Jackie. That’s all I need for Christmas.”

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Holiday Prompts!

I have a snow day from work tomorrow and I really want to get back into writing fanfics. So if you have any holiday prompts you’d like to see, feel free to send them in! I’ll try to get as many as I can done.

<3

[thingswedotoday]

I love your writing, oh my goodness!

Aw, thank you so so much!!

[thingswedotoday]

To Have A Home

“You two are never going to find an apartment at this rate.” Katherine laughed and all Crutchie could do was give his head a shake in return.

Though he knew that she was right, they had been looking for an apartment for months now, and with Christmas right around the corner- Well, Crutchie was slowly giving up any hopes he had of him and Jack celebrating the holiday in their new place. It wasn’t that he minded them both still living at home but they were both ready to move out, to start the next chapter of their lives together.

“We keep looking at places that seem so promising, I even thought we found the perfect place the other day until we went to fill out the application and Jack said he was second guessing it.” Crutchie said after a few seconds, hands tightening around his mug of coffee that sat in front of him.

“Was that it? He was just second guessing it?” Katherine asked and Crutchie bit at the inside of his cheek some.

“What if he’s second guessing about moving in with me?” Crutchie asked, the words tumbling out of his mouth before he could stop them. The nagging worry that had been eating at him for months since they had talked about wanting to get their own place together. Maybe Jack was second guessing moving out, maybe he was second guessing being with Crutchie-

“Gulliver.”

The use of his real name cut through his thoughts and he looked up at Katherine, her face clearly saying she knew that he was lost in his own thoughts. He flashed her an apologetic smile.

“All we’ve heard about from Jack for weeks is about you two getting a place together. How he cant wait to wake up with you every morning and really, as much as I love you two, it’s a bit gross how in love you both are.”

Crutchie couldnt help but laugh at that. “So you really think hes not having second thoughts and second guessing this because of me?”

Katherine leaned forward some, “There’s no way you’re the reason he won’t settle on an apartment. You have three weeks before Christmas, just keep looking.” She gave him a reassuring smile and squeeze to the hand. All he could do was hope that Katherine was right, that Jack still wanted this as much as he did.

-

“So it’s on the fifth floor?” Jack asked as they stood in the doorway of the apartment building. Crutchie looked between him and the broker, shaking the snow from his hair as they stood there. Wondering if Jack would even go up to look at this apartment or skip over it like the last two they had been at.

“Correct, sir.”

“And it’s just the stairs?”

“Again, correct sir.”

“Is there roof access?”

“Yes, would you like to go look at it?”

“No.”

“Yes.”

Crutchie sighed and looked over at Jack, who was giving him what he called the stubborn Jack look. He looked back to the man that was supposed to be showing them the apartment and gave him a small smile, “Can you give us a second?”

“Certainly.”

Crutchie waited until the man was out of ear shot and he pulled Jack to the corner of the lobby of the apartment. Jack crossed his arms over his chest, which Crutchie would have found more intimidating if Jack wasn’t a few inches shorter than him.

“Lets at least go up and look at it, Jack.” Crutchie tried, reaching out to touch Jack’s arm.

“No.”

“Jack- You can’t turn down an apartment before we even see it.”

“I can.”

Crutchie leaned on his crutch, running his free hand through his hair, his mind racing back to the talk he had with Katherine yesterday. How could she be so sure that Jack wasn’t second guessing moving in with him? What else would have him so reluctant to agree to any apartments they had looked at- even the ones they had both fell in love with?

“Is it me?” The words tumbled out of his mouth before he could stop them once more. “Do you not want to move in together now?”

“Crutchie-”

“Because if it is, just tell me now so I don’t get my stupid hopes up of moving in with you, Jack Kelly.”

“I mean- Part of it is-”

The word cut through him like the winter wind that was howling outside and before he knew what was happening, Crutchie was turning around and heading out of the door. The coldness of the wind ripping through him as he made his way down the sidewalk.

“Crutchie! Wait! Gulliver!”

He had been so stupid to think Jack wanted this was much as he did so he kept walking, trying to hold himself together so families passing by didn’t see him completely lose it on the sidewalk. Focusing on putting his foot and crutch down so he didn’t slip and fall on the snow and ice, ignoring the call of Jack’s voice as he continued to walk. They had had so many talks about getting married, about getting a place together, having their own home, and now it was like everything was crashing down around him.

How stupid could he be? And now the heavy ring box felt more pronounced than ever in his pocket. The ring he carried around with him wherever they went, waiting for the perfect time and moment to propose to Jack but if the other boy didnt even want to move in with him now- He gave a sharp shake of his head as he rounded a corner, snow pellets pelting him in the face as he walked against it. His legs and crutch carrying him blocks through sludge and dirty snow until he was finally home, climbing the stairs to the apartment of his mom, where he could hide in a pile of blankets in his bed for the rest of forever.

-

Crutchie didn’t even remember falling asleep but it was the bed dipping down and a body climbing under the covers with him that eventually woke him up. He blinked hard against the evening light until the outline of Jack came into view. His first instinct was to turn away, put his back to Jack and not even look at him. But Jack reached out a hand to push the hair off of Crutchie’s forehead and he instantly melted under his touch.

“I wish you would have waited and let me explain.” Jack said softly, his fingers still pushing the mess of hair off of Crutchie’s forehead.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have been such an ass and took off-” Crutchie started off softly but was cut off as Jack placed a kiss to his forehead.

“No, I should have started it off better than what I did. Here, scoot over.”

Crutchie shifted over a little bit and Jack climbed onto the bed next to him, laying his head down on Crutchie’s pillow and wrapping his arms around the other boy’s waist.

“What I meant was, I can’t settle on an apartment because I’m worried about you.” Crutchie went to cut Jack off but he placed a kiss against Crutchie’s lips. “Let me explain? Please?”

After having ran off on him earlier, that was the least Crutchie could do so he gave a nod.

“I know you’re more than capable of climbing stairs but when I hear the apartment is on the fifth or seventh or third floor and it’s just stairs, it makes me worried. I know you can do it, I know you don’t mind but I mind. The thought of you trying to do that on a bad leg day? And what if I’m not there to help you if you’re hurting? What if the floors are slick and you slip on a stair and fall? It’s happened before and if it happens while you’re on your own-” Jack trailed off and gave a shake of his head, and Crutchie felt his heart swell with love for the other boy.

“This is going to be our home Crutchie. A place that’s supposed to be safe and how can I feel okay agreeing to somewhere that might not be safe for you? Why can’t New York just get it shit together and put damn elevators in apartments?” Jack asked after a few second and it was Crutchie’s turn to reach out and brush the hair off of Jack’s forehead.

“You’re so freaking good to me, Jack Kelly.” He said gently, “You don’t have to worry about me, even if I do slip or something on that stairs, I’ll be okay. You know I don’t mind. I just… want a place with you so badly. I want a home with you.”

“And I want a home with you too, Crutch, I really do. But it makes me sick to my stomach knowing it might not be safe for you. That you could get hurt. And I think that’s a worry I’m always going to have- even though I know you’re more than capable to take on a bunch if stairs.” Jack paused for a second, relaxing under the brush of Crutchie’s fingers. “Besides, someone has to worry about you since you don’t worry about yourself.”

Crutchie gave a snort of laughter and pulled Jack even closer to him, tucking the other boy under his chin. “And it means a lot to me that you care that much. It really does. I just don’t want us to pass up on a place we both love because you have that worry. It’s not fair to you, to make you settle for a place you might not like as much just because it isn’t that accessible.” He tightened his arms around Jack some. “It’s gonna be your home too, I want it to be somewhere you love. We’ll figure out ways around stairs on my bad days.” Crutchie reassured him, running his fingers along Jack’s back and feeling the other boy instantly relax against him,

They were both quite for several minutes, just holding onto each other, as the wind howled outside of Crutchie’s bedroom window. He could have easily fallen right back asleep as they laid there if it hadn’t been for Jack wiggling to sit up some. Looking up, Crutchie gave him a questioning look.

“That apartment with the fire escape and second bedroom….”

“That we could use as an art studio for you-”

“It was what- on the second floor?”

Crutchie nodded softly, “Yeah, the second. Just one flight of stairs really.”

“That’s the one that had the giant window seat and built in bookshelves too, right?”

“Yeah, it is babe.” Crutchie replied gently, trying to hide the smile that was tugging at the corner of his lips. Especially when he remembered how Jack had lit up about the exposed brick walls and the thought of having a true artist studio.

“And you’d be okay with it? The stairs I mean?”

“Love, our highschool had more stairs than that and I survived it for four years.”

Silence fell between them for a second and Crutchie could almost see the gears turning in Jack’s head. Wondering if he too remembered how they both had instantly fell in love with the apartment when they stepped foot in it. How Jack had made the comment that it was the first apartment that felt like home- how he could see them raising their future kids in it.

“You promise you’d let me help you up and down them when you need it?”

“If it makes you feel better, than yes, babe. I promise.”

The grin that stretched across Jack’s face at his words made his heart swell once more with so much love for the other boy. And Crutchie knew that even if he didn’t need help on the stairs, he would let Jack help him anyways- especially if his safety meant that much to Jack. How someone could care so much about him was something Crutchie couldnt wrap his head around.

“Do you think we can go sign the paper for it tomorrow?” Jack asked, his grin stretched clear across his face. Crutchie pulled him down and placed a series of kisses all along Jack’s cheeks and the bridge of his nose.

“Yes, yes, yes. I’ll call her first thing in the morning.”

“We’re gonna have a home! Our own place!” Jack beamed widely, falling down against Crutchie’s chest, Jack’s word echoing over and over in his head. They were going to have a place of their own, a place the two of them would get to call home together, and that was all he had ever wanted.

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Newsies Blogverse is a modern day setting roleplay where you get to run the Tumblr account as your favorite Newsie and interact with the other characters as well! It’s done through posting on the dash, replying to each others posts, and sending asks. There is also an in character and out of character Discord group for those who wish to join it. Everything about your character is completely up to you! From what kind of blog they run, to their background and history, their likes and dislikes, and so much more.

We are a group that has been around for three years now and I can honestly say that this is such an amazing group of people! Not only are the members fantastic but their characters that they play are absolutely wonderful. There are so many characters open, both from the movie and stage, and we would love to have them (as well as you!) to join us here at the Newsies Blogverse.

If you have any questions, please feel free to send them in.

Some of our current open characters includes:

Blink Skittery Elmer Bill Denton JoJo Tumbler Puddles Tommy Boy Morris Pie Eater York Boots Itey Bumlets Mike Dutchy And many more!

[thingswedotoday]

Hey friends! So this role play is so so important to me and we are currently looking for new members. It has been active for three years and honestly its such a good group of people. We would love to have any of the characters listed above!!

Stop by and check it out please. It’d mean a lot.

<3

[thingswedotoday]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Sooo. I decided to try and write a multi chapter Jack/Crutchie story that is slightly based on the Newsies Blogverse that I’m apart of here on Tumblr! Give it and read and let me know what you think!

<3

Summary: For the last fifteen years of his life, Crutchie Morris has been shuffled from one foster home to another. After all who would want to adopt a sixteen year old with a bad leg? But little does he know that his entire future is about to change course and for once something good might just be coming his way.

[thingswedotoday]

When will the newsies fandom understand that any variation of cr*p/cr***le is a slur and should NOT BE USED like it’s not even remotely okay so stopped including it in your fanfics/head canons/etc 🙄

[thingswedotoday]

what production did you see?

I saw the productions in Charlotte and Raleigh!

[thingswedotoday]

Where you at the nc newsies cause I saw it today too!!? I loved the crutchie and Katherine slapping Jack was GREAT but so surprising

Yes, I was at Newsies in NC. At the one in Raleigh this past week. The Crutchie was so amazing and I agree, Katherine slapping Jack was the biggest surprise ever. My friend and I turn to each and just gasp because we weren’t expecting that but it was so great!!

[thingswedotoday]

NEWSIES STOP THE WORLD

JULY 26th 2018

🗞📰💕

AKA BLESS CRUTCHIE MORRIS

Jack gave crutchie a picture of him riding a palomino- in letter from refuge, he writes his letter to jack on the back of it. THAT BOY CARRIED THAT PICTURE WITH HIM EVERYWHERE HE WENT OMG

also dad crutchie in the refuge- instead of getting yelled at, a boy wakes from a nightmare and he shushes him back to sleep oh my heart

Crutchie likes to shimmy … A LOT

‘A smile that smells like butter’ = sexy crutchie stanky leg??????? It was cute

Honestly bless crutchie Morris

Jack broke his crutch when he whacked the delancey brother- was a badass and improvised by using it as a cane

Very angrily yelled at Snyder when he hand cuffs him

seriously bless this kid

Jack and crutchie were SUPER tactile

Jack and finch touching crutchie leg and finch nodding towards it as if asking if he’s okay in the deli scene

Adorable little leg shake when predicting the weather

Specs, finch, and Romeo having accents! Specs and finch was Irish, Romeo was Italian

SPOT COLON HAD HIS CANE THIS IS ALL

Davey is the best tapper in the entire world and stole entire king of New York

- you lead those dancing newsboys Davey

Jack stole something to believe in- also instead of kissing him during something to believe in, Katherine slapped him

Instead of Davey going with into the world, it was crutchie!! Davey followed after them and got the door slammed in his face

Crutchie was for sure second in charge to jack and the boys looked to follow his lead more often than Davey

Pulitzer had people dress in during the bottom line- it was weird. He had on red socks and made them put his shoes on. It was concerning.

Once and for all- fuck me up. Threw single papers followed by selling them in the streets to people: aka I cried yet again during this song

Did I mention that Davey was a tap dancing god?????

No newspaper dancing- 😭😩

Medda was ehhhh. Didn’t interact with the audience, did a weird riff yell note thing at the end of THATS rich

Tommy boy was a girl newsie!!! Also loads of girl newsies in skirts kicking ass and dancing.

Another super diverse cast, bless.

Davey and crutchie hug when he returned from the refuge !!!!!

SANDSTOOOOOORMS?????????

Race sounded JUST like Ben cook.

Jack was so so so so good. That last note of Santa Fe killed me in the best way possible.

Davey was just like Jacob kemp. And jack was a lot like joey. Crutchie was as if Zachary and Andy had a child. It was great.

Katherine, ehhhh. Not my favorite, hit some really weird notes.

Race sprained his knee before opening night but still killed it on stage.

This crutchie was such a bad ass, bless my child.

Jack choking back tears when he was talking to Davey about visiting crutchie in the refuge.

Katherine had a luggage bag packed and jack had his things rolled into a sleeping bag at the very end when he says he’s off to Santa Fe.

spot eating whatever food pulitzer had on his desk during the entire scene at the end

[thingswedotoday]

So I just went and saw a community production of Newsies and wanted to jot some things down about it because !!!!! it was just so so good and incredible and ahhhh.

NEWSIES NOTES 🗞📰

ACT 1

POC CRUTCHIE !!!!!! B l e s s

Set- two towers with the three tiers

Jack- sounds like JJ, more like Joey

Specs is missing one shoe the entire first act and shakes his leg in the air when he says and I lost my shoe

Crutchie is the sassiest thing ever!!!

Davey very nervous at first, gets more confidence as seize the day approaches

Davey is super tactile with all the other newsies!!!

Jack is in all the dance numbers

Crutchie in almost all the dance numbers, jack helps him jump off of a table during the deli scene

Crutchie does the paper turn on his good leg at the end of seize the day !!!!!!!!

Finchs ‘spot colon gets me a little jittery’ did this little jig and omg it was adorable

Kath and Crutchie did a little fist bump after the I got a nickel comment

Kath very standoffish to jack until they’re in the deli - play shoves a few of the boys

TRANS ALBERT !!!!!!! *

When jack gets to his penthouse before Santa Fe he gasps ‘oh god Crutchie’ and puts his face in his hands

Davey literally pulls one of the scabs over to their side during seize the day and the other scab looks so confused but shrugs at Davey and goes over with them 😂

Les follows after all the newsies and hangs off of their shoulders- Race pulls les to dance with them during seize the day

RACES BACK FLIP ACROSS THE ENTIRE STAGE

ACT 2

When kath does her dance during king of New York- two other girls (who were waitresses in the deli) join her !!!!!! And they lead the herd of dancing boys

Crutchie is so so so mad during the first half of letter from the refuge and when he gets to the middle of it he just breaks down

When Davey barges in on jack painting, jack crosses his arms and turns his back to Davey to refuses to look at him until medda takes him by the shoulders and turns him around

Jack shoves crutchies letter in davey’s face and his voice just cracks when he’s telling him about going to see crutchie in the refuge

SPOT IN BRIGHT ORANGE PANTS AND A FEDORA

When jack is sitting on the printing press he keeps reading crutchies letter over and over and he wipes his eyes and you can see his shoulders shake as he reads it and just o u c h

‘I won’t be last in line for the tub’ and the other newsies around him pinched their noses and waved like there was a smell

Jack added this beautiful riffs at the end of something to believe in and holy crap they were so so so g o o d

Will I ever not cry during once and for all??? Sources say NO

Medda was there for the beginning when they started printing the papers and she just looked so so proud and then her and Katherine grab the first copy and run off with it

Darcy making googly eyes at the printing press

Snyder is literally so terrifying ????? And same with the delancey brothers like y ikes

When crutchie comes back from the refuge jack is so torn between jumping off the towers and just in complete shock to see him again??????

He literally picks him up off of the floor and spins him around and I’m !!!!!!

When medda says the line about seeing the back seat of his carriage, Davey covers les’ ears and spot covers his own ears and looks so horrified

SaaaAAAAANDSTORMS?!?!?!?!?!?

Misc:

There were so many POC characters !!!! Crutchie, les, Morris, bill, Snyder, finch, Elmer, Buttons- there were more but I’m drawing a blank

Some of the newsies had Italian, Jamaican, British, and Irish accents!!!

* there was a talk back afterwards and the person playing Albert said they identify as trans so it was important to bring that to the role of Albert. And the crutchie actor said he identifies as gay so bringing that to crutchie, especially his interactions with jack was super important to him as well.

There was also some lyric changes??? During the world will know, something to believe in, and once and for all. Which idk why but they were there.

I’m sure there’s more I’m forgetting but ahhhhh. This was just so good and the cast was amazing. I loved the casting choices and how each person bright a freshness to these characters. It was really really good and I’m so glad I went!!!