December 24, 1899
- Reads 106
- Votes 5
- Parts 1
You may also like
Brewin' in the Boroughs
"Race, what's goin' on? Where 'ave ya been?" Crutchie asked, eyeing the boy with worry. Race ignored him and continued limping to the stairs. "Race, get back over here. Crutch and I stayed up waitin' for ya, the least you can do is tell us where youse been." "I'm fine," Race mumbled, not stopping. Jack quickly stepped forward and grabbed the younger boy's arm, not missing the way he tensed up. "C'mon Race, look at me. What's wrong?" Race slowly turned around, keeping his eyes down with the brim of his hat casting a shadow across his face. "I just had a run-in with a couple of guys who were lookin' for a fight. I got a little beat up. Really, it's nothin'." "It's not 'nothing' Race. You're walkin' worse than I do!" Crutchie exclaimed. Jack grabbed Race's chin and tipped it up and Crutchie gasped. Jack's eyes widened too as he and Crutchie got a glimpse of their brother's face. Crutchie's face turned red with anger, his hand clenching his crutch tightly. "Who did this to you?" *** It's a month after the strike, and everything is going great... until it's not. It starts with small arguments with newsies from the other boroughs, and only gets worse. None of the boys know whats going on, but they're trying to ignore it, until one day something happens that none of them can ignore. A/N: Sorry about the sucky summary, I'm bad at writing those.Complete
FAMILIAR | Spot Conlon
"𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔~" "𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚂𝚙𝚘𝚝, 𝚗𝚘𝚠" "𝚈𝚎𝚊𝚑 𝙲𝚊𝚖 𝚠𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐" "𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚛" My name is Alyssa Menken. But I've gone by Camryn ever since I ran away and became a newsie. But when something happened that I never thought would my whole life is turned upside down. Btw this story isn't like a fall in love by 2 chapters story. If you wait it out it'll definitely be worth it though. Or at least I think so. Spot Conlon x Female OC Newsies 1992 movieComplete
Newsies Preference 🗞| @ThatNewsieGoilAshley
Newsies stuff ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs • ᴊᴀᴄᴋ • ᴅᴀᴠɪᴅ • sᴘᴏᴛ • ᴍᴜsʜ • sᴋɪᴛᴛᴇʀʏ • ᴋɪᴅ ʙʟɪɴᴋ • ʀᴀᴄᴇᴛʀᴀᴄᴋ • вumlєtѕ • ᴄʀᴜᴛᴄʜɪᴇ • (les ) thєrє αlѕσ wíll вє ѕσmє ímαgєѕ αnd ѕσmє cσnfєѕѕíσnѕ αвσut thє nєwѕíєѕ DM me for some ideasComplete
Dszahdh - A Newsies Oneshot Book
A oneshot compilation for the broadway version of Newsies that began with someone else's typo (here's lookin at you, @omg_im_totes_biii): There are lots of different X readers within; enter at your own risk. There is cringe galore. If you enjoy these stories, go check out @DaydreamShimmer and her works. She's my brother and she writes amazing stories!Complete
Love,Hate, Papes: A Mush Myers X Reader story
This is a newsies x reader story. I'm kinda new at writing fanfics so I hope you enjoy!Complete
newsies preferences :)
I'm proud to present that the new cover is by @-mushmetmelastnight- Ilyyy🥺💕💕 just some preferences about the newsies (92) cast :) I don't know the stage version as well so that's why I'm not including it! :( I'll include: jack davey racetrack spot kid blink crutchy mush skittery feel free to suggest more!Complete
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚀𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜
'𝙻𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚔𝚒𝚍, 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚜𝚎 𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚠𝚜𝚒𝚎 𝚢𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚠𝚜𝚒𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎.' '𝙲𝚞𝚘𝚛𝚒.' Elizabeth Romano is an Italian maid in the year 1899. After being mistreated for long enough she decides to sneak away taking a ship to an unknown territory. Elizabeth meets a fast talking, cocky newsboy who helps her in her new life. Love eventually finds its way into the twos lives. But can it last? I do NOT own newsies (although I wish I did that would be pretty dope) R͢A͢N͢K͢I͢N͢G͢S͢ (at some point) #1 in Finch #1 in Skittery #1 in Racetrack #11 in daveyjacobs #14 in mush #8 92sies #7 Albert #74 in race (out of like 4,000 stories so I'm just gonna our that here)Complete
𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃.
𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰. 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍,𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃.Complete
"Race, what's goin' on? Where 'ave ya been?" Crutchie asked, eyeing the boy with worry. Race ignored him and continued limping to the stairs. "Race, get back over here. Crutch and I stayed up waitin' for ya, the least you can do is tell us where youse been." "I'm fine," Race mumbled, not stopping. Jack quickly stepped forward and grabbed the younger boy's arm, not missing the way he tensed up. "C'mon Race, look at me. What's wrong?" Race slowly turned around, keeping his eyes down with the brim of his hat casting a shadow across his face. "I just had a run-in with a couple of guys who were lookin' for a fight. I got a little beat up. Really, it's nothin'." "It's not 'nothing' Race. You're walkin' worse than I do!" Crutchie exclaimed. Jack grabbed Race's chin and tipped it up and Crutchie gasped. Jack's eyes widened too as he and Crutchie got a glimpse of their brother's face. Crutchie's face turned red with anger, his hand clenching his crutch tightly. "Who did this to you?" *** It's a month after the strike, and everything is going great... until it's not. It starts with small arguments with newsies from the other boroughs, and only gets worse. None of the boys know whats going on, but they're trying to ignore it, until one day something happens that none of them can ignore. A/N: Sorry about the sucky summary, I'm bad at writing those.
More details