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man I get sprace I need sprace too I think we all need sprace ... but no javey??????????? understandable ig ig but man I love javey ... no hard feelings also writing sprace rn bc of this post ... expect it soon ...

does anyone have any sprace fic recommendations ? i need more sprace content in my life

IM FUCKING DYIING DURING TECH WEEK A KID WALKED UP TO ME AND JUST STARTED TALIKG ABOUT SPRACE WHAT THE HELL

THERE CAN BE ONLY ONE ANTONIO HIGGINS!!! EN GARDE!!!

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BRING IT ON!!!!!!! IVE HAD MORE SHINERS THAN YOU’VE GOT FINGERS!!!

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So Newsies. I just got back into it and rewatched livsies and 92sies. I still prefer livsies because the music and dancing is way better tho that is the perk of a musical. I do like 92sies tho, I like how Brooklyn comes in earlier and I also like some smaller moments and things. I prefer Kathrine to Sarah, because Sarah was kinda just there and the closest Jack could get to Davey in a movie made in a heteronormative society. I also like crutchie and les better in the musical, as in the movie they were just kinda there or really dumb. Though I like the musical Santa Fe better I crack up during 92sies Santa Fe because Jack just straight up steals a horse. Like what. Who thought of that???? I like in the movie how we see the newsies passing out the Newsies Banner, but I prefer livsies Once and For All. I also like over all I prefer the musical, but I will admit that the movie has some things I do like better and isn’t bad. Anyway no hate to people who like 92sies better, it is good, but I personally don’t think it is as good as the musical. Though the Javey and Sprace content is good.

Sprace? In 2023? It’s more likely then you think!!

"We is here"

"that ship isn't canon! that character isn't gay!" well thats not what the voices told me

I am crying now. This is so sad. Try again Spot, it’ll work next time. Race is head over heels for you!

Spot: hey so I was wondering-

Race watching Jojo and Albert doing something stupid

Spot: um if you maybe

Race: STOP

Race: I’m sorry I have to go stop my friends I’ll see you later

Spot standing alone: I wanted to know if you wanted to go out on a date with me

Spot: yeah that was worth practicing for three hours in the mirror

To al of you saying you wana write this…

Go right ahead! Just give me credit please! Also, send me the link when you do! I’d want to read it!

I’m on a Newsies kick right now, so…. I may have watched livesies like 5 times this week, but what ever. I just got an idea. So you know how Spot is called the King of Brooklyn? And Race is the King of New York? AU were two kingdoms hate each other and then their two crown princes fall in love (definitely enemies to lovers) and it’s the story of Race and Spot becoming kings and hiding their love or something like that. Now I just wish I had the skill to write…

Is Spot standing on a box? He must be

"hi."

"...hi."

What are doing under Spot’s bed, Race? Hmm?

Jack: why does Spot hate me so much

David: would you like the reasons numerically or alphabetically?

Race: he’s got a list under his bed. I can get it for you

Just watched 92sies. Definitely prefer livesies, by far. But I will say, livesies completely ruined Spot. Can I ship 92sies Spot and livesies Race? Is that aloud? Cuz Ben Tyler Cook is the best Race. I didn’t like how in 92sies Crutchie and Jack weren’t even really friends, let alone brothers. Also Jack, like, didn’t care about the other newsies at all, he was only acting in his own self interest. And, you know, as a theater kid I’m definitely bias towards stage productions. (If you like 92sies better, that’s completely okay, your opinions are valid. If you hate it with all your being, your opinions are also valid.) I, personally, like livesies music, dancing, story, and everything (-Spot and the Javey iconic-gay-pin-against-wall scene) better.

I’m on a Newsies kick right now, so…. I may have watched livesies like 5 times this week, but what ever. I just got an idea. So you know how Spot is called the King of Brooklyn? And Race is the King of New York? AU were two kingdoms hate each other and then their two crown princes fall in love (definitely enemies to lovers) and it’s the story of Race and Spot becoming kings and hiding their love or something like that. Now I just wish I had the skill to write…

I like how

In the 1992 movie, Spot is the taller one with blonde/light brown hair and blue eyes while Race is the shorter one with dark hair and eyes.

Then, in the Broadway musical, Race is the tall blonde, blue eyed kid while Spot is the short one with dark hair and eyes.

*Le Gasp!*

SPRACE SWITCHED BODIES!!!!!

newsies baseball au

the manhattan cardinals are a baseball team that is like,, alright

the star player is the always amazing jack kelly

miss medda is their coach

sarah is the team manager

race, specs, albert, finch, all of the manhattan boys are on the manhattan team

crutchie is the mascot, a cardinal named charlie cardinal

the brooklyn batters is the best team in the whole league

the batters and the cardinals share a rival: the new york rats

which jack likes to call the ‘rich no balls’

pulitzer (young, so he’s basically kath’s brother, not dad), the delanceys, and snyder (he’s younger, too) are all on the rats

katherine is the team manager

wiesel is the referee that the rats try and bribe so they can win

it works

davey got put on the manhattan cardinals after his father wanted him to play a sport

les became the cute little water boy

after a manhattan v brooklyn game, race and spot go missing for a few hours

spot is a sore loser, but he is very happy when race wins a game (unless race beats him)

the ny rats cheat their way to the top, beating every other team except for the manhattan one

the manhattan cardinals and richy no balls are the last two, since davey and jack both did amazing playing

katherine caught on to the bribing her team was doing and decided to tell the manhattan team

she told jack

in response, jack went to pulitzer to stop the bribing, because if he was going to win, he wanted it to be fair

pulitzer tried to bribe him

and failed

fast foward to the game

wiesel was taken out as referee because they caught on to him cheating

roosevelt is the new referee

oscar delancey hit crutchie in the head when he was batting

crutchie had to be taken to the medic center halfway through the game

jack wanted to give up after that

but davey and kath came and yelled at him

jack went back out there and played his hardest

and the manhattan cardinals WON

the rats got kicked out of the league because of the cheating

edited by @broadwayandbookblog

Hey! I'm doing a thing now cause I'm bored! If you have a character that you love and obsess over,

Or watch videos or read fanfiction while there's a light drizzle in your area. You could be nearing the end of your 100,000 fanfiction of the most indescribable things and one of your characters is going through their emotions whether they are good, bad, welcome, or uninvited and you wonder what its like to be in their shoes or to be a character near them....)

I am now doing song/playlist commissions!

You can send me a character that you like, and I can try to find as many songs as I can, you can also have to to be what situation that character is in physically or mentally, or it could just be about their character! I will try to respond as quickly as I can and give you a list of songs.

But I do need to warn you... My song preferences tend to lean towards AJR or Marina, stuff like that, but I still listen to everything. So, if you have a song preference, let me know, and I can try to accommodate that need. You can also send me fanfiction of your character, and I can try to make a playlist about that specific fic!

Fandoms

911, (not lonestar sadly :(

Hazbin Hotel

Httyd

Country humans

Sandersides

Newsies

South park

Youtubers(pretty much only smii7y or his close gang ((kryoz, puffer, blarg, grizzy, Droid, ect)) )

I also do all types of ships! ( kinda)

Spot loves yet hates where he is. In life, at least. He loves the fact that he is the king of Brooklyn and can tell anyone what to do. He loves the constant attention on him and how he is praised for being the toughest newsies in all of New York. But he hates it all at the same time, too. He hates how one small mistake can ruin his standing of where he is. He hates being judged by many people, which he can barely remember the names of. He hates that he is barely seen as a person anymore and more or less a symbol. He wants to make friends and talk to people, but he can't. He wonders what it got him to this standpoint whether it but by lucky chance or unfortunate mistake.

Spot loves and hates New York. He loves how alive it feels and the way it speaks. He loves the feeling of home it gives. But he hates it all the more. He hates how much it is. How it can feel so overwhelming you might as well slip of an edge and everyone would forget you in a bat of an eye.

Spot loves and hates his "friends." If you can call them that at least. He loves the feeling of it. The way if you're sad, happy, or angry, you can always tell them to them and talk with them. He loves being vulnerable after putting up the charade of being as tough as stone. But he hates it for that reason, too. He hates that after years and years of putting up these walls around his heart, determined to not let anyone in, they somehow do. Some made it past the first or second walls, which was already too far, but one had managed to get all the way through to the center of his heart. He hated them and loved them the same.

You can say Spot loves many things. But the one thing he hats the most is himself.

You could barely see a thing. Newsies boys throwing punches and scabs swepping legs. Right now, it was war. Race was entagled in another big looking scab who definitely had too much of an ego, if anything by the way his smirk grew with every punch he landed. He pushed Race backward, scraping his back on the top of the building. He recovered by kicking him in the balls, obviously. As the scab fell down with a grunt, making no move to hop back up, Race frantically looked around for other newsies to help.

Mush and Blink were killing everyone in sight (mostly Blink), Davey was holding his own with some assistance from Jack, and Finch and Albert were gathering all the young Brooklyn Newsies and driving them away, but it looked like Romeo was in trouble. He was backed into a wall and Race's heart dropped when he caught sight of a flash of metal coming from the scabs hand. Immediately pushing of the ground, Race ran over and stepped in from of Albert, before kicking him the chest, sending him flying a few feet away. A second later, a Brooklyn newsies he didnt recognize came swinging in with a baseball bat, connecting with the scabs head. All three of them connected eyes as the Brooklyn newsies let out a breath of air, and Albert gave a twisted grin. Race himself copying Albert, he lifts his head high looking for another fight.

He partly wished they hadn't come, but there was no chance they wouldn't have. After all, if you get word that all the scabs in and near Brooklyn were going to jump the Brooklyn boys, even with Brooklyn's reputation, they needed all the help they could get. Thankfully they arrived early, and by now, it looked like they were going to win by the second. Now all Race needs to do is-

BANG.

Everything went silent. Everyone stopped moving. Soft breaths of air was the only thing Race heard, besides the ringing in his ears. It can't be. Almost everyone had a weapon, but- that sounded way too similar to a gun.

Race whipped his head around and saw one of the scabs. The boy was facing outwards with his arm stretched out, his knuckles white, holding- a gun. He was smaller, and had less muscle than the other scabs did, but his teeth were clenched in a scowl, and you could see the anger and fear in his eyes, if you couldn't tell by the shaking of his body.

Race slowly followed the trail where the bullet wouldv'e traveled and his eyes landed on a boy standing near the ledge.

A short boy. A boy with a big temper and ego. A boy with calm, dirty blonde hair, who like to grease it in the mornings, and often yelled whenever anyone were to touch it. A boy with a pimp cane that he wore at his side, that was now broken and scattered across the roof. A boy that had a stern look but a soft smile. A boy that was clutching his shoulder with blood spilling through his fingers. A boy that had the temper of a mad man, but would never get mad at Race, no matter how much Race tried to annoy or irritate him. A boy that Race loved. A boy who closed his eyes for the last time and fell off the roof.

"Please, Spotty!!" Race begged. Spot went blank. 'Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Did he just call me Spotty?' Spots mind raced with thoughts, but his expression showed no emotion despite the growing red flush on his face. "Hey, you good?" Race asked after a beat, not fully snapping Spot out of his trance but enough to speak. "Yeah, jus' thinkin'." " Well ya done thinkin'? We gotta go." Spots heart speed up. "Sure." He said. Race instantly grabbed his arm and tugged him to Medda's theater. But Spot wasn't thinking. He wasn't thinking of the long walk back to Brooklyn. He wasn't considering how fast the night was approaching. He didn't remember the few moments before the interaction and how he yawn three times in the past minute. But how could he? Race called him Spotty.

Romeo: Why aren't there friend pick up lines? Pick up lines to make friends like-

Romeo to Davey: Hey, that's a cute outfit. You know where it would look better? On nobody else, because you're a beautiful individual.

Spot, to Race: Be my friend or I'll set your entire family on fire.

Jack: There are two types of people.

sprace but it’s race hinting at spot that he has a lil’ crush by calling spot all these SUPER CUTE italian pet names (tesoro, etc.) and spot just assuming race is saying asshole or smth

In this essay you will what please continue

me: I’m not dululu

also me: DURING KING OF NY WHEN RACE SINGS “AINT I PRETTY” YOU CAN SEE SPOT NOD AND THIS MEANS THEYRE CANON IN THIS ESSAY I WILL —