Strike.

I think that we as a society should talk more about this...

Sometimes the newsies soundtrack hits different with both headphones in 🥵✋

bitches be watching newsies everyday on repeat, that’s me, i’m bitches.

Happy Strike Day!

You guys! Today is 120 years since the newsboys strike of 1899 begun!

Who knew that somewhere in New York that a bunch of boys would take a stand against the big shots about the prices of papes getting raised. At the time, all they were doing was striking for a better tomorrow. Little did they know that many years later, there would be a movie about their little strike. A few more years later a musical, then a national tour AND a live movie that would all have a HUGE following!

Us fansies have all come together and built this fandom. Weather you learned about the strike in school, by watching the 92 movie, or through the musical, we all love the same story. A bunch of newsboys who started a strike back in 1899.

Happy strike day fansies!

There For You

Skittery x Reader Modern AU

Warning: Cussing

Humming I opened the front door, stepping out as the cool air brushed my cheeks. Snuggling down into my boyfriend’s jacket I looked up at him as he fiddled with his lighter in an attempt to light his cigarette. Closing the door behind us, I glanced at the window, being sure my father wasn’t looking through it before I snuggled into Skittery’s side. “Yous know, you’re mom’s pretty chill. But your fatah is a bit…” He trailed off furrowing his eyebrows as he tried to come up with a good way to describe the older man. “Crazy?” I muttered, eyes darting around in an attempt to see if he was anywhere near. “Yeah, everything at your house has been weird since he got out of prison.” He sighed, taking a drag on his cigarette before putting it out. Exhaling softly he gently pulled me with him down the driveway as his uncle pulled up to pick him up. Walking to the car he turned to look at me before his jaw set, eyes locked over me before I heard a throat clear. “Your project partner going home?” My father asked as I turned to look at him. Nodding I watched him with careful eyes, sliding my hands into my pocket. “Yes father, it’s getting late so we will finish it tomorrow in the library.” I replied, stepping to the slide ever so slightly so Skittery and I weren’t so close. The two of us shared an awkward goodbye as my father watched closely, guiding me quickly into the house. I sighed as the door shut behind us and quickly went up to my room.

-x-

My eyes slowly moved over the dinner plate in front of me. Poking at my food I pursed my lips a bit. “Go on, eat.” My father commanded, his grey eyes watching my every movement. “Sorry, I’m just not too hungry right now.” I mumbled, picking up my plate to put away the leftovers. Heading to the kitchen, I shivered a bit, feeling my father watching. After washing my plate, I made my way upstairs to my room and fell back onto my bed, clicking my lamp off. Pulling a pillow close, I snuggled into it, listening to my father and mother, well mostly father, talk. Rolling onto my side I closed my eyes, pulling my pillow over my head to clock out the sound of my father’s voice.

Minutes slowly turned into hours as the noises of the house died down to nothing more than the house settling. My fingers curled around the extra fabric of my pillowcase as I shifted in an attempt to get comfortable. A few thunks outside made me jump a bit, before I slowly peered around my pillow, eyeing the three windows that were framed by thin white curtains. A dark figure appeared at the right one before the screen was slowly removed. Getting up, I cautiously walked over to the window, refraining from making too much noise before I opened the window. “Skittery.” Whispering his name, I smiled, my body relaxing. The slightly distraught look on his face slowly faded as he climbed through the window, quickly wrapping his arms around me. I placed my head on his shoulder, enjoying the hug and peck to the lips here and there. “Are you alright Skittery?” I questioned softly as he let go and moved to put the screen back on my window. “Yeah… mostly….” He mumbled, sliding his shoes off and hiding them behind my desk. Smiling I shook my head, knowing to just accept the lie and made my way over to my bed. Patting the spot beside me I looked up at him with a small grin. Looking at me he chuckled a bit, sitting beside me before pulling me down in a hug. “Lets sleep…” He mumbled burying his face in my hair. “Night Skit.”

-x-

“[y/n], you’re not going anywhere!” My father bellowed, slamming his hand against the wall. I jumped a bit, my body freezing up. “Stay away from me and back off!” I shouted backing up a bit, trembling. “You’re to stay away from that fucking boy too! No boyfriends, no friends, no leaving the house. You’re going to be homeschooled.” He stated, his voice firm. My mind went blank as my school bag slid from my hand. Taking a shaky breath, I grabbed my bag, quickly running upstairs and slamming the door to my room. Leaning back against it I slid down to the floor tearing up a bit. After a few moments, I pushed my hair back out of my face. Taking a deep breath I slowly got up, ignoring the sounds of things slamming downstairs. Pulling my phone out I texted Skittery, my hands trembling. ‘Skit meet me at the park 2 blocks from the school in 20. Please….’ Shoving my phone in my pocket, I grabbed my school bag and dumped it out, replacing just a few of the notebooks before grabbing some clothing.

Pulling my phone from my pocket again, I texted my mother. ‘Mom, I can’t do this. I don’t know this man you claim to be my father. He spent the past 15 years in prison mom, if he’s who you say he is then the person he was is gone. I’m scared and I just can not live here anymore. Goodbye mom.’ Sending the text I took a deep breath, grabbing anything else that was either important or Skittery’s. Popping the back of my phone off, I removed my SIM card and MicroSD before tossing the device in the trash. “Fucker bugged that damn thing.” I muttered, eyeing any other electronic device I knew he had tampered with. Double checking my DS system I tossed it in my bag as well as my games before pushing my dresser in front of the door to my room. Walking to my window, I popped off the screen before glancing over my room once more, double checking I had everything. My eyes landed on an old rabbit plushie I had in the corner. Walking over, I grabbed the plushie and tucked it under my arm before going back and climbing out the window. Glancing around, I jumped down off the roof and taking off down the street.

Sitting in a brightly coloured red and yellow tube, I pulled my knees to my chest, holding the rabbit plush close. “There yous are.” A slightly hoarse voice sighed making me turn my head. “Hi Skit.” I mumbled as the tall male attempted to climb into the tunnel with me. Giggling I shook my head, lightly pushing on his shoulder. “Come on, you’ll get stuck if you actually manage to climb in here.” He pursed his lips before climbing back out, offering a hand to me. Gabbing his hand, I slid out, pulling my bag with me. “What’s going on?” He questioned, twisting a bit to pop his back. “Well for starters, that lunatic my mother calls my father, found out we’re dating, lost his shit on me, kept me locked in the house all winter break and then when I tried to go to school today he flipped out again and said I was now going to be homeschooled and that I basically could never see you or any other living being ever again.” I could feel myself trembling as I spoke. Skittery pulled me close kissing the top of my head. “Youse goin’na be okay. Uncle will let youse stay and we’s goin’na get this sorted out.” He mumbled, looking over his shoulder as a truck passed by.

                                                                      NO CHURCH IN THE WILD

Okay but hold up

Tommy Bracco announced on Instagram Live late last night that he had to shave to look like a sixteen year old again for a Newsies photo shoot because they had very special news to announce on April 10????

I don’t know about you guys but I’m hoping for Netflix or a DVD release

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Watch as it’s just that they’re finally fixing his name and Spot’s in the end credits #justice

I'm sorry I see no difference???

Does anyone else cry at the fact that during Seize the Day where they sing "You're still our brothers and we will fight for you." That Davey puts a hand on Les' shoulder while Jack puts one on Crutchie's? Because I think about that a lot

whaaaat?? do we know that?

The novelization is just wrong? did they change to the book? Anybody know?

“Any scab I see I soak. period.”

Spot really said point blank period

(Link to full video I got this clip from https://youtu.be/7x7VL6XO3Lw)

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