he/him media enjoyer • roman/rome • australian, 17 • javey&ralbert centric • always down for a chat !!
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Latest Posts by loiteringandlurking - Page 14
jack and crutchie who have look at phone in bed time together every day vs. davey who has to look at phone in bed by himself (crutchie is funnier so he gets bed time with jack)
crutchie and davey play ranked splatoon w race while jack looks at phone in bed ... occasionally davey yells in anger just like a 'GRHAH' and it catches jack really off guard ... one time he actually falls out of bed ... my domestic boarding school headcanons ...
you have to fistfight your tumblr pfp. do you think you'd win
Hello!!!! Love your work :)
If you're still looking for prompts, may I suggest a neurodivergent Davey Jacobs just having a hard day (Maybe overstimulation of something of the like?) and his friends helping him out?
Anyway, I hope you have a wonderful day and know that you are very much appreciated!!! (Also don't forget to drink some water/eat/take care of yourself <3 <3 <3)
You Okay?- David Jacobs
(Note: thank you so much to whoever asked me to write this! I really love writing things that people request, so if you’d like to see me write something, just ask! Also, a quick note- I have never been diagnosed with autism, but I do experience issues with sensory things such as light, touch, and sound. Please let me know if I miswrote anything- I’d be happy to fix any inaccuracies or problems! Enjoy!)
Jack’s eyes searched the crowd, scanning each little group of people for a single face. Everyone was laughing and joking, simply basking in each other’s company- but there was one thing missing.
“Heya, Jack,” Race piped up from behind him, slipping an arm around his and taking the unlit cigar out of his mouth. “Where’s Dave?”
“That’s what I’m tryin’ to find out,” Jack replied, squinting and trying to catch a glimpse of Davey’s familiar form. No luck. “Has anyone seen ‘im?”
“Albert said he left to go somewhere a few minutes ago.” Race unhooked his arm from Jack’s elbow and shrugged. “I just thought he was goin’ to catch some fresh air or something, but he hasn’t come back.”
“Hm.” Jack wiped some sweat from his brow- the July air was sure getting to him. “Which direction did ‘e head off to?”
Race pointed to his left, where a small alcove led to the fire escape. Thanking his friend and setting off to find Davey, Jack felt a small tinge of worry worm its way into his mind. What’s keeping him so long?
As he peeked around the corner, Jack’s eyes landed on some kid huddled near the wall, staring into empty space. The boy’s vest was undone and laying next to him, and his eyes were rimmed with red.
“Dave?” Jack asked timidly, taking a step towards him. “You okay?”
Davey looked up, his eyes widening at the sight of his friend. “Oh, yeah, I… crap, sorry,” he stuttered out, grabbing the article of clothing next to him and ignoring Jack’s awkward smile as he sat down. “What do you need?”
“Just wanted to make sure you’re alright.” Jack tilted his head, and Davey glanced away, refusing to meet his eyes. “Are you?”
“Yeah, yeah. It was just…” Davey paused. “I needed some fresh air.”
“That’s what Racer figured was goin’ on.” Awkward silence filled the air for a short while, and then Jack coughed to clear his throat. “I know you get a bit, I dunno, overwhelmed sometimes- was that what happened?”
Davey took a breath, still not looking Jack in the eye. “Yeah.” He smiled sadly, his fingernail scratching at the dirt beneath them. “It’s always been like this, I guess. It all gets too much- like my brain can’t take anything more or it’ll explode.” He chuckled, but the sound of it wasn’t humorous. “Isn’t that a funny thought?”
“Mhm, sure.” Jack went to tousle Davey’s hair, and then paused. “Is it okay if I touch you?”
Davey’s eyes spelled hesitation, and he chewed on his lip. Jack took this as a no, and he settled for merely smiling at his friend. “Don’t worry about it, Dave,” he smiled. “Just tell me when you need a break, m’kay? I’ll make sure the guys don’t bother you.”
There was a moment’s silence before Davey’s mouth turned up in a small smile, and he nodded. “Thanks, Jackie,” he muttered back, turning to face the wall again. Jack waited half a beat before standing up again, giving a small wave before going back to join the others.
Davey watched him go, and he almost wanted to cry- he’d never expected anyone, especially not a group as rambunctious and loud as the newsies, to understand what he went through. He couldn’t help but smile as he leaned against the wall, his fingers tapping a steady rhythm against his arm, closing his eyes and basking in the warmth of the summer evening.
my top post ever is the “nUWUsies” one and honestly I’m not even ashamed
jack who lives off shin ramen throughout uni x Davey who needs at least 2 full meals per day to function . they are roommates ...
race collects Cadillac models btw ... his favourite is the 1955 fleetwood
in a hobby shop rn ... anyway crutchie is a board game fan .... race collects model cars .... davey likes making models but isn't too into cars ... race has horrible fine motor skills ... davey makes the models for race to display ....
in a hobby shop rn ... anyway crutchie is a board game fan .... race collects model cars .... davey likes making models but isn't too into cars ... race has horrible fine motor skills ... davey makes the models for race to display ....
the loveliest @crutchie-69 as crutchie!! as part of my newsiesblr cast drawings ... i rlly like how it turned out !!
crutchie has a blahaj btw ... jack and Davey have a djungelskog ... their shared room in (boarding) school is a MESS but they have their guys so it's ok ...
jack who loves spicy food x davey who can't even kiss jack after he eats anything remotely spicy ... now also consider davey who loves horror movies x jack who has to cling onto daveys arm when they watch the fnaf movie together ...
newsies mutuals we should play among us sometime
thinking about irresponsible davey again. davey who can and WILL set his own hair on fire because it's funny ... davey who has good intentions but god awful impulse control ... davey who once picked crutchie up and spun him around for literally no reason ... davey who bites jack .... davey who pulls strands of his own hair out to check what colour it is again ... davey who doesn't have a single intact cuff on any of his shirts for reasons unknown ... davey who DOES NOT think before he speaks ...
im australian and we call them boy mosquitos
Davey who speaks French x jack who thinks that's the hottest thing ever
crutchie who knows FAR too much about javey because every night if jack isn't at davey's house he's talking crutchie's ear off about literally EVERYTHING that happens. crutchie knows what daveys mouth tastes like and that one of his molars is chipped. crutchie knows the exact dimensions of davey's face and balls. crutchie knows. crutchie wishes he did not know because now every time he looks at Davey he cannot block the imagery.
the crutchie morris in my head is an ASSHOLE and i love him so dearly. go be a dick my beloved u do not have to be all kiss ass innocent in here . never again buddy u are freed from the infantilising disabled dude trope. go smack someone with ur crutch and be a jackass. i love u.
newsies but splatoon splatsies if you will
TRUE!!!!! splatoon would absolutely destroy Pulitzer!!!!!!!! he wouldn't stand a CHANCE ...
newsies playing splatoon, however .......
listen I could go ON about their mains and everything but Davey and crutchie play anarchy together and jack sucks actual ass and is rank c- but 100% alterna and katherine consistently asks how they enjoy the game .... my brian worms .... race is x rank btw ... I could go on for hours ....
intro/pinned! 🗞️
hello!!!!! my name's rome! welcome in!
my pronouns are he/him, im 16y/o and australian ...
I usually post about newsies, but im also into zelda, splatoon and voltron! trying very hard to be active but school is busy :(
I sing and play piano, flute, clarinet, saxophone, bassoon and trombone. im trying to learn guitar too.... but give me any wind instrument and 20 minutes and I've got it down.
i do musical theatre and drama, and atm im in a production of newsies & into the woods! i auditioned for jack in both, im Albert in newsies and idk yet for itw ...
on this blog i draw and write but mostly shitpost and drabble. im pretty bad at reblogging and stuff but i will!! especially if we're moots ...
im always open for a chat and i love friends and people texting out of the blue, it doesn't even have to be about anything important!! i can talk about anything for hours and i SHOULD reply quick unless im asleep ...
do YOU want YOUR BLORBO in a SITUATION? well for the low low price of for free ill draw pretty much anything u ask me to (whether it's good is not promised)
... am i the davey guy yet ...
in my modern au jack has to take davey's concert black pants and they pool at his feet btw. he has to wear platform shoes btw.
javey oneshot !
modern au, davey crutchie and jack are roommates, javey first kiss, 1.2k words, fluff?? idk how to tag fics ... enjoy :] ...
Jack and Crutchie were playing cards when Davey clomped into the room, gently placing his sax case on the vacant bottom bunk in the room before loosening his tie and unceremoniously dropping his school bag near his sax.
'What's got you so exhausted, Davey?' Crutchie asked, playing a 3 of clubs.
'You seen my exam timetable?' Davey grouched, loosening his tie further and swiping a hand through his hair. 'On top of that, band commitments for prefect assembly, AND quartet wants to get into this one gig... it's so full of shit.'
Jack played a 7 of clubs, trying to pretend to be focussed on anything but Davey's loose collar and tousled hair as he leant against the wall and checked his phone.
'... just drop the ass subjects then.' Crutchie was saying, playing an ace. 'Sorry, Jack.'
Jack groaned. Davey continued, 'I can't just drop all my sciences! My mother would kill me!'
'Least you got a mother.' Crutchie shrugged. Jack snorted, picking up the deck and shuffling. Crutchie continued, 'Some of us ain't so lucky.'
Jack snuck a glance at Davey while he shuffled, and fumbled, dropping all of the cards when Davey tilted his head back, sighing. He heard Crutchie suppress a laugh and threw a cushion at him.
'Jack, what do you think?' Davey looked at Jack through half-lidded eyes, head still tilted back. 'Surely I don't drop physics...'
Jack cleared his throat quickly, shoving the cards back into the case as Crutchie snorted again. 'Uh.. why? Like, why do you wants to drop it?'
'I just explained this.' Davey rolled his eyes playfully. 'Physics is so content-heavy that I can't keep up with my other subjects. So I might drop it. Then, I would have a free period at the same times as you and Crutchie too.'
'Yeah, drop it.' Jack said coolly, and suavely, and so chill-ly, in fact, that he could even hold eye contact with Davey's big, beautiful, glowing brown eyes for more than 0.183 of a second. Progress.
Crutchie pulled out his phone, evidently bored by the conversation Jack was leading so well.
'Oh goodness, I have to go to the toilet,' Crutchie said, lying horribly. 'I'll have to leave you two suckers to it.' He stood, grabbed his crutch, and was out the door without another word.
Davey took the new free spot on Jack's bed, and crashed down, slumping backwards.
'Jackie, I'm so fuckin tired.' He murmured, voice suddenly gravelly now that Crutchie had gone. Jack felt butterflies course through him at the nickname.
'Sleep, then.' Jack shrugged. 'It's, what, 11pm?'
'Yeah, but...' Davey sighed. 'I wanna stay up and talk to you. Haven't seen you all day.'
'Oh.' Jack's voice cracked, and he immediately curled in on himself. Davey laughed, loudly and long, and it almost made Jack feel better. Almost.
'Aw, Jack.' Davey laughed, wiping tears from his eyes, noticing Jack's frown. 'It's fine. It was funny.'
'Embarrassing.' Jack muttered, dropping his face into his hands.
'Nooo..' Davey said half-heartedly. 'It was very funny, though. I think I needed that after today.'
Jack looked at Davey's rosey cheeks, at his soft smile and his dimples, at his ruffled hair, and at his big eyes, and at his loosened shirt, and god he looked beautiful. Crutchie wasn't there, it was just him and Davey sitting on his bed. In silence. Awkward silence. As Davey looked back at Jack with his eyebrows drawn together slightly in confusion. Fuck.
Jack looked away, and felt his cheeks and ears warming.
Davey's gentle voice sounded from behind him. 'Jack, what's wrong?' He felt Davey's eyes on the back of his head, heard the concern seeping into his voice.
'Fine.' Jack muttered, mad at himself.
'No, you're not.' Jack felt a hand on his shoulder, felt that hand turn him around til he was facing Davey again. Davey, who was about one foot from his face. 'What's wrong?'
'I just...' Jack sighed, his eyes falling to his knees. 'I dunno.'
'You know. You can tell me. Whatever it is, it cannot possibly affect our friendship.'
'Oh, it can.' Jack laughed drily, shrugging Davey's hand off his shoulder.
'Stop being emo.' Davey frowned. 'Tell me. Tell me or I'll tell Crutchie that you cried.'
'I'm not crying!' Jack cried indignantly.
'It'll be your word against mine.' Davey shrugged, smirking. 'Now hurry up and tell me so I can go shower.'
Jack sighed. Might as well bite the bullet.
'I... uh...' He squeezed his eyes shut. 'I want to kiss you. Real bad.'
Silence. Jack grimaced.
He felt Davey's hand on his cheek. He opened his eyes a smidge, to see Davey's face, inches from his. Smiling.
'Figured that was the case.' Davey brought his other hand to the back of Jack's head. 'Might as well indulge you a little, huh?'
And Davey connected his lips with Jack's. Jack, too shocked to kiss back, eyes now wide open, as Davey pulled away. He chuckled at Jack's spellbound expression, frozen as he tried to take in what happened.
'No?' He asked, grinning.
Jack blinked, once, twice, and then grabbed Davey's face and pulled him right back in again. Davey's lips felt like electricity against Jack's, moving in a perfect rhythm. When Davey pulled apart for breath, Jack stayed close, pressing their foreheads together. He laughed breathlessly, incredulously.
'You wanted that, I take it?' Davey smiled.
'So much.' Jack agreed, connecting their lips again.
Jack was halfway through pushing Davey back down onto his pillows when they heard the clack of their key in the lock, and hadn't quite gotten a last taste fast enough for Crutchie to open the door, close it behind him, and take in the sight. The sight, that is, of Davey, lying down in Jack's bed, still with his shoes on, frantically pushing Jack away, and Jack straddling Davey, looking like a deer in headlights, wide eyed, staring at Crutchie like he was some kind of horror.
'Welcome back!' Davey said cheerfully, not making an effort to move. 'Told you this would happen.'
'Man, I thought he wouldn't. I thought he wouldn't so much that I came back early.' Crutchie replied casually, kicking off his slides.
Jack looked frantically between Crutchie and Davey. 'This was planned??'
'You think it wasn't obvious how bad you wanted Davey to kiss you?' Crutchie snorted. 'Even Davey knew. And Davey's dense.'
'You shut your mouth.' Davey replied sharply. 'I wanted it too.'
'That was just as crystal fucking clear.' Crutchie made his way over to his bed. 'You know how unbearable it is rooming with you two?'
Davey tapped Jack's thigh, and Jack moved quickly, realising he was still on top of Dave. Davey got up unceremoniously, casting a longing glance back at Jack, as if it was a woe to be away from him for this long. He lumbered his way over to his bed, fishing out his toiletry bag, towel, clothes and his wallet. He opened his wallet, held it out expectantly to Crutchie, who begrudginly dropped a few coins in.
'I'm gonna shower, lads.' He announced, grabbing his phone and left without anything else besides another glance at Jack.
Once the door was safely closed, Jack snapped his head towards Crutchie. 'That was a fucking BET?'
javey but jack has to stand on a stair to get to davey's eye level. javey but jack has to go on tiptoe AND pull davey down to kiss him. davey who is long and gangly who doesn't know what to do with himself when this happens. davey who trips over often bc jack is staring at him and it makes him nervous. jack with no dignity who stares openly, eyes boring into davey. race who makes fun of davey for this at every possible opportunity. davey who did NOT sign up for this ... long Davey x short but STRONG jack .... thank you for coming to my Ted talk
[i tap dance into your askbox] hear me out newsie polycule. katherine is also there
TRUE! Davey gets there and after observing for a bit he asks jack whether there's a polycule and jack says 'idk wtf that is I just like kissing my bros'
newsies polycule ❤️