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frogmanfae · 15 days
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My friend just told me Medda doesn't have any essential purpose for the plot like I WILL SHAVE YOUR TEETH IF YOU EVER SAY THAT AGAIN YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND
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sluttylittlenewsboy · 2 months
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Why is Medda so breathtakingly beautiful in every production of Newsies?
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suddenly--sam · 10 months
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Look, having watched newsies as many times as I have there are certain things I'm willing to skip through, you agreed to watch it with me, I appreciate it, I'll accept your request, it's rare, but I might.
But, I'm sorry, you're suggesting we skip over Miss Medda Larkin?! Sorry?! The star of our show?! I mean c'mon, She owns the joint!
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athousandboxjumps · 10 months
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I love your trans jack headcanon!!!! i really would love to hear more about your thoughts on him!!!!
Thank you for the ask! I could talk forever about trans jack, so buckle up:
When Jack was little his Da took him to a Buffalo Bill show. That night he told his Da and Mama he was going to be a cowboy when he grew up. They laughed and patted him on the head, saying he’d be a great cowgirl. Jack shook his head and insisted he would be a cowboy.
He named himself Jack after the dime novel character Jack Wright.
Medda was the one to teach Jack how to bind. She’d learned when she was younger playing breeches roles in Shakespeare plays.
Jack would go on to teach Race to bind the same way.
One time Jack began to bleed through his trousers. Albert immediately pulled him into an alleyway and insisted they switch pants.
The boys always make sure to emphasize that they see Jack as their big brother.
The first time Jack kissed Davey, Davey called him the “most beautiful boy he’d ever seen.” Jack melted on the spot.
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scootersscooter · 3 months
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Let it be known that if 92sies Medda has no fans I am dead.
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seizethegay420 · 1 year
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If High Times, Hard Times has 100 fans, I am one of them.
If High Times, Hard Times has 10 fans, I am one of them.
If High Times, Hard Times has 1 fan, it is me.
If High Times, Hard Times has no fans I am fucking dead
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artemis-lynn · 24 days
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hear me out.
DISCLAIMER: this is for 92sies since the livesies Jack & Medea can't be blood for obvious reasons (NOT RACIST)
Jack Kelly is biologically Medda's son.
-He crashes at her place sometimes to escape Snyder and everyone
-Although it pains her, Medda lets her son live as a newsie because she knows he'd only feel restrained if she tried to force him to live the 'normal' lifestyle
-He wants to go to Santa Fe because he believes that's where dreams are made of and he's just not satisfied with NYC.
-He would bring Medda, but he knows she's too attached to her theatre to leave
-No one, save for a few VERY close friends, know that Medda is literally his mom. She had a secret romance with his dad that needs to be hidden so he can't tell many people
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piedoesnotequalpi · 1 month
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Shout-out to 92sies Medda for attempting to punch a cop
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bigmack2go · 3 months
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Update on my cosed project for medddaaaaaa
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newsiesficchallenges · 5 months
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Three??? Days???
There are only three days left to sign up for the Newsies Gift Exchange?!?!?!? 😱😱😱
Whatever shall we do???
…Tag, anyone?
Rules for Newsies Tag:
You pick two people- mutuals, friends, total strangers- and you tag (@) them.
If you are “tagged”, you keep the chain going! Tag two more people!
If they have not already signed up for the Newsies Gift Exchange- surprise! Now they are legally obligated to sign up. 🥰 And they pass it on to two more people!
If they have already signed up- double surprise! They still have to keep the game going, AND you have to tag two more people!!!
If you’re tagged more than once- don’t be lame. Find more people!
Ideas for people you can tag: Mutuals, friends, other people in the fandom you’ve seen around. If that’s too intimidating, just tag your friend. Make them double-tag people for you. If you can’t think of anyone to tag, go through your followers or mutuals or people YOU follow to find the Newsies stans. Or, look up accounts that have tagged Newsies. Spread your wings and fly, people! We’ve got less than 72 hours!
SIGN UP LINK HERE!!!
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str4wb3rry-guy · 4 months
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newsies fun fact of the day #4:
the rally in meddas theatre in the musical actually happened! it was held at irving hall instead of the bowery theatre, but it was in manhattan! several newsies made speeches, but the most notable ones were made by racetrack higgins, kid blink, and annie kelly!
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sparkedblaze · 3 months
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modern morris and oscar rely on food banks to eat after leaving medda’s, especially after leaving care entirely. medda sees them one day, through the window as she’s walking past a local church and glances at the open food bank.
she sees oscar hunched with his hood up, looking exhausted and ragged, digging through the food bank’s bare shelves to try and find something, anything, that morris will actually eat. morris is with him, always with him, looking close to tears and growing visibly more upset as oscar turns to him and holds out something like he’s done so countless times now. medda can’t hear them, but can tell oscar is trying to bargain with morris to eat it. it doesn’t work. morris shakes his head and wraps his arms tighter around himself and backs away. oscar grits his jaw and tosses the can back onto the shelf, dragging his hand down his face. they leave largely empty-handed.
medda starts donating to the food banks, as many as she can get to nearby. all sorts of stuff, especially the things she knows are most appreciated by those who use them - there was a time she used them herself - but she’s sure to donate morris’ safe foods, nutritious stuff for both of them, oscar’s favourites, to that particular church. the next time she sees them, they’re leaving with a full bag. they both look at least marginally healthier.
Hello everyone!! I am not dead!! At least.... I don't think
ANYWHOOO
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Oscar leads Morris into the church- the fourth or fifth time that month- looking for food for the rest of the month. He opens the door, expecting the same half-assed spread as usual.
When he's greeted with shelves more full than he'd ever seen before, he's taken aback. He grabs hold of Morris' sleeve, handing him a basket as they pass by the stack of them. He tosses everything that he knows Morris will eat, offers other things he's unsure of, most of which get denied.
Oscar doesn't miss he way Morris lights up when he sees his favorite brand of macaroni and cheese, the way his free hand flaps, and he puts the few boxes in their basket, and moves along the shelves. "Mo, you see anythin' else you want, you tell me, okay? Or, hell, jus' throw it in the basket."
Morris nods, eyes roaming the shelves now, seeing another one of his favorite brands. A few cans of soup in the brand Medda kept at her house. He reaches out, putting all the cans into the basket, bouncing on his toes as he grows more excited with each spotted favorite.
Oscar throws his own food into the basket, and they continue deeper into the food bank. "Mo, you might actually get to fight this season- you- you gonna get to fight!"
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That's all the thoughts that I could muster
I'm so sorry the thoughts weren't bigger.
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sl-newsie · 4 months
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Hat Thief (Jack Kelly x Medda's Daughter)
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Hi!! Idk if you’re taking requests (if you aren’t ignore this, but if you are) could you please write a 92sies Jack Kelly x reader? Perhaps the reader is a year younger than him, she’s quite playful and steals his hat, practically forcing him to chase her. Very very fluffy and sweet! Tyy!!!♥️                 Gotcha!
Friendship is a wonderful thing. When two people’s relationship grows so deep, sometimes it feels as if they’re one and the same person. I met Jack Kelly 5 years ago, when mother and I first traveled to New York. My mother, Medda Larkson, became very busy with her theater and didn’t always have time to entertain me. Jack cured that. The minute he first snuck in backstage we’ve been thick as thieves ever since. He’s got his dream of leaving for Santa Fe, and I have my own dream of becoming an actress like my mother. But for now we’ve let our childhoods prosper with a strong friendship connected by fun memories.
“Hey there, Annie!”
Speak of the devil.
“Heya, Jackie.” I turn away from the costume I’m sewing and face the cowboy himself. He’s been growing more lately, especially since he can afford food better since the strike. “How’s the headline today?”
He leans back against the wall and twirls his cowboy hat in his hand. “Was ok, I guess. It was about the new horse at the track. Race luved it! How’s your day been?”
I shrug and gesture to my project. “Been woiking on this for the past two hours. Mom said I can take a break in ten minutes if you wanna do someth’n.”
Jack gets a devilish glint in his eye. After setting his hat down on the vanity, he slinks over to grab my hand and starts pulling me towards the back door.
“Whaddaya say we skip the wait and you can go on a break now? I hear there’s a few boids at the pond. People’re saying they’s flying south for winter, call’n ‘em swans.”
“Jack, I don’t wanna get anodda tell’n off from- Wait. Swans?” My jaw drops. “I’ve only read about them in books!”
“I thought that’d spark your interest!” Jack grins. “So let’s go!”
He drags me behind him while I try to pull the other way. “No, I can’t! I promised I’d have this dress done by supper.”
“Aw, c’mon.” Jack pouts and sticks his lip out. “Don’t leave me alone.”
I scoff and boop his nose with my finger. “You’ll survive for ten minutes.”
I sit back down and return to sewing the dress, while Jack keeps pacing the room.
“I could ask Medda to let you go early,” he suggests.
I stifle a laugh. “Won’t work. Mom’ll have you scrub’n the stage for say’n that. Just because you’re a year older does not mean you are smarter, Mister Kelly!”
The cowboy makes a mock look of surprise and dramatically clutches his heart. “I thought we were on a foist-name basis! I’m scarred!”
Then an idea flickers on in my head. Carefully, I inch closer to the vanity. “Well, we might not be able to go somewhere else to have fun-” I grip Jack’s hat behind me and hold it up to dangle it in the air. “But who says we can’t have fun here?”
Jack’s eyes widen when he sees the hat. “Now now, Annie. Give it back.”
I think for a second. “Nah. I think I’ll keep it!” And with that, I dash out the door and into the backstage corridor.
“Annabelle Larkson, give that back right now!” I hear Jack shout behind me.
“Come and get it, Jackie boy!”
I snake through the curtains and begin climbing the stairs to the catwalk. I’ve explored every inch-a this place since I was a kid, so I know every hidey-hole there is. There’s a tucked away cupboard near the back that’s poifect for right now. Once I’ve crammed myself in, I wait to see if Jack will continue with the chase. He’s not one to disappoint, because he comes panting up the stairs in a few seconds. 
“Alright, Annabelle. You got me! Come on out now.”
Why is this so fun? I struggle to silence my heavy breathing when I see him getting closer through the crack in the door. My heart’s beating faster and faster! But is it because of the thrill of the chase or something else? Jack walks past, and I swear he can hear my racing heart through the thin wooden door separating us. He passes, and seems to have missed me entirely-
“Gotcha!”
The cupboard door swings open and two strong arms grip my dress to pull me out. My reaction is a goilash squeal that rings throughout the empty theater as I struggle to break free.
“Oh no, you ain’t get’n away that easily!” Jack grumbles as he backs me into a wall and starts tickling me.
“No- No! Not fair! No tickling!” I titter.
After a while I stop fighting and Jack ends his tickle revenge, trying to keep a serious face but it keeps slipping into a smile.
“You give in?”
I roll my eyes and turn to face him while he’s still gripping my arms. “You know I ain’t do’n that, Jack.”
His brow furrows and he nods, seeming to think something over. “Alright, let’s make a deal.”
“I’m listening.”
He releases my arms and points to his hat I’m holding. “You give back my hat, but can keep my heart.”
His what? I frown. “Your heart? What’re you-? Oh!”
Jack leans in and presses a soft kiss to my forehead, causing me to strain against the wall in surprise. My hands press against the brick, unsure what to do. I’m speechless.
"You stole my heart too, Annie." When he pulls away and sees my shocked face, Jack starts panicking. “Did I mess up? Are you mad?”
I slowly come to my senses and shake my head. “No, no! You- you read me just fine, Jack. I’s just surprised it took you this long.”
He mirrors my surprise and playfully swats my shoulder. “You luv me too? You mean all this time I could’ve been kiss’n you? I thought you just thought of us as friends!”
I smirk. “So what’s stopping you now?”
He grins and leans in closer. “Not a thing, Annie.”
Friendship is a wonderful thing. When two people’s relationship grows so deep, sometimes it feels as if they’re one and the same person. And that’s exactly how it feels when Jack closes the gap to mesh our lips togedda. A million emotions race through me, and all in all I could never think of any odda guy I’d want to kiss me. It feels right. 
“Just curious,” Jack mumbles through the kiss. “Your mom ain’t gonna kill me for this, right?”
“Hm. No. Then she’d have to hear me complain the rest-a my life. By the way, this is yours.” I flop the cowboy hat on Jack’s head.
He chuckles. “I dunno. I think it looks bedda on you.” Jack brushes his nose against mine and wraps an arm around my waist. 
“Aw, I’m flattered. But what kinda cowboy would you be without your hat, hm?”
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Hope this is the fluff you were looking for! ;) 
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queenofbrooklyn · 1 year
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Happy Mother's Day to the legend herself
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emmedoesntdomath · 11 months
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emme’s obscure newsies headcanons
hi! so, @sparkedblaze (because they definitely did a lot with this project) and I spent some time making headcanon and historical information posts about some of the lesser known newsies who don’t always get a lot of love, inspired by this post by @roideny (who, by the way, has also made another lovely masterlist of historical analysis that you should check out here). feel free to pick and choose what you want to use for your own headcanons, fics, fanart, etc. thanks!
also, if you don’t see enough about the character you’re interested in, yell at me, @ me, hit up my asks. I will gladly give you more. 
Manhattan Newsies
Elmer pt. 1
Elmer pt. 2
Elmer pt. 3
Albert pt. 1
Albert pt. 2
Albert pt. 3
Finch
Mush
Oh, Romeo
Kid Blink
Specs
Crutchie
Tommy Boy
Itey
Swifty
Jojo
Henry
Mike & Ike
Barney Peanuts
Skittery
Buttons
Bumlets
Bumlets pt. 2
Boots
Snitch
Racetrack
Dutchy
Pie Eater
Les Jacobs
David Jacobs
Coffee Bean
Splasher
Sniper
Jack Kelly
Magnet
Brooklyn Newsies
Hotshot
Graves
Myron
Bart
Slasher
Spot Conlon
Other Newsies
Smalls
Other Characters
Delanceys pt. 1
Delanceys pt. 2
Delanceys pt. 3
Bill & Darcy
Katherine Plumber/Pulitzer
Sarah Jacobs
Miss Medda Larkin
Joseph Pulitzer
Denton
for stuff I didn’t cover, I would check these other resources:
@newsiepedia and their character info sheets (although they mainly do more well-known characters)
@newsie-collective and their heacanon posts
@crystallizedtwilight‘s comics are essentially canon
@noxexistant‘s everything
@athousandboxjumps has AMAZING headcanons
@stocksonromance also has beautiful headcanons to share
@musicalcuriosity hasn’t posted in a while, but their historical stuff makes me weep with sheer joy
@loving-jack-kelly has posted some jack content that has literally made me squeal 
@thefactsofthematter post fanfic works that SHOULD be canon
@idontknowwhatimdoing668’s incorrect quotes are accurate 
AND SO MANY OTHERS THAT I DIDN’T SAY BY NAME OKAY THANKS BYE
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the-woild-is-y-erster · 8 months
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ok ise is curious
i know we all talk abt 92sies medda and how livesies medda is better
but i gotta know
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