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uh. Meowitzer
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ao3feed-newsies · 6 months
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United we Stand (Divided we Fall)
by, gemicait by gemicait Grace Smith, Mae Johnson, Amelia Williams, and Maria Hernandez. If you told any of these girls a year ago, that one day the only family they would have is eachother, they never would’ve believed you. If you told the four of them a few months ago that they would lead a -seemingly- hopeless strike against Joeseph Pulitzer, they would’ve walked away laughing at you. OR A Newsies rewrite with some bonus scenes/relationships and my four original characters (Most of them are WOC because we need more POC representation) Words: 2371, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Newsies!: the Musical - Fierstein/Menken, Newsies - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M, Gen Characters: Original Newsie(s), Original Female Character(s), Original Female Character(s) of Color, Jack Kelly (Newsies), David Jacobs, Les Jacobs, Katherine Plumber Pulitzer, Joseph Pulitzer, Smalls (Newsies), Albert DaSilva (Newsies), Spot Conlon, Brooklyn Newsies, Racetrack Higgins, Specs (Newsies), Romeo (Newsies), Crutchie (Newsies) Relationships: Jack Kelly/Katherine Plumber Pulitzer, Spot Conlon/Original Female Character(s), Romeo (Newsies)/Original Character(s), David Jacobs/Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: Canon Era, Canon Compliant, Strong Female Characters, Canon-Typical Violence, Canon Rewrite, Not Beta Read, Nightmares, Swearing, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Fluff, Fluff and Angst read : https://ift.tt/3CVXhKe - October 23, 2023 at 09:02PM
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GUYS
So im tired as all fuck and was googling William randolph Hearst and I saw his children and was like huh. So I googled my huh and...
JOESEPH PULITZER HAS A DAUGHTER NAMED KATHERINE.
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IT'S KINDA HISTORICALLY ACCURATE AND I'M NOT OKAY
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harlem-to-delancy · 3 years
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Pulitzer: Nothing sells newspapers like a little murder and mayhem.
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kazoosandfannypacks · 3 years
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Also the other day my eleven year old brother accidentally referred to Pulitzer as “Fertilizer,” so it was a good day
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Newsbians Mermaid AU- Chapter 0
For: @klaineharmony
“Miss Pulitzer!” Hannah swam her way through the castle, her voice hoarse from calling the name of the young princess. “Princess Katherine!” She called again, sighing as she flicked her baby blue tail in irritation. That girl never answered anything anymore, she was far gone. And, Hannah noted, Katherine swam with The Peace Merfolk. Mermen and mermaids who believed in peace and care throughout all five of the Mer Realms. And… Peace for those who loved ones of the same gender. Katherine called them lesbians and gay people, also throwing around terms like trans, pan, demi, and bi around. What scared everyone else is that a lot of merfolk were like that, including The Coral Realm’s princess.
Because, Katherine was attracted to other mermaids.
King Joseph Pulitzer, Kath’s father, ruled The Coral Realm. The largest of the five, and he made sure they only get more and more land from the others. The main victim? The Seashell Realm, ruled by Queen Esther and King Mayer Jacobs. They had three children, two boys and one girl, who all believed in peace and swam with The Seashell Realm’s Peace Merfolk. It was talk all over the Realms. How do children of the rulers of opposing Realms believe in peace?
Her thoughts were cut off when she found Katherine in a lone alcove of the castle, humming to herself as she went over The Coral Realm’s Peace Merfolk’s meeting notes. They'd found Etching Stones, of course. Katherine was a master at writing in those things. “Princess Katherine!” She called again. Katherine jumped, her light pink tail going upwards in surprise. She turned to face Hannah suddenly, uneasily laughing.
“Don't do that, Secretary Hannah! You scared me!” Katherine tried for a smile as she put the stone down by the hundreds of others, floating over to the older mermaid with shoulder length blonde hair. “What do you need me for?”
“Your father would like to talk to you, Katherine. About swimming with The Peace Merfolk.” Hannah informed, glancing at the Etching Stones. “He’s starting to worry when the time comes for you to take over The Coral Realm, you'll only try to make peace with the enemies. And that you'll marry a mermaid.”
“I can marry who I please! That's how it's supposed to be! In fact, I need to be over at The Seashell Realm right around now! Attempt to make peace!” And before Hannah had any time to process what was going on, Katherine had grabbed an Etching Stone and swam out of the castle through one of the windows. ------ Katherine swam, and swam, and swam. More and more and more and more, going deeper into the depths of the wide open blue they called home. The Seashell Realm was easily noticeable once Katherine saw it. A large castle was in the distance, in her gaze, she could tell it was scattered with seashells. She carefully swam across the invisible border, trying to swim farther and then…
“Halt!” A voice called, and suddenly her arm was gripped. She looked up seeing an older man wearing a large, bejeweled crown. His tail was an indigo blue, but it had stripes of gold. King Mayer, of course, his resemblance was noticeable by even a Seaweed. He could probably tell she was a Coral from her tail’s light color. Coral’s had much lighter tails compared to the darkness that were the tails the Seashell’s had. “You're a Coral!” He growled out. “Esther! Take her to the castle! We’ll have Sarah and David help decide what we’re gonna do with King Pulitza’s little spy.” He dragged Katherine to Esther, Queen Esther probably, judging by her tiara and just as dark purple tail, and the older mermaid had an even tighter grip on the young princesses arm as she was dragged to the castle she was just admiring.
She was dragged into a room, where thousands of Seashell Merfolk looked down at her with a glare in their eyes. They'd probably all vote in favor of her death, and that scared her immensely. She couldn't die, not now. Not when she had so much left to change in the world. Esther led her to the middle of the dome like area, chaining Kath’s wrists to the shackles on the ground. She put a more round one around her tail, making sure Katherine was pinned there. Katherine thrashed, the iron shackles hurt badly, but she'd have to deal.
Esther joined her husband quickly at a desk, clearing her throat. “People of The Seashell Realm! King Mayer and myself were on our daily patrol when we found this Coral snooping around on our side of the border! And, inspect her closely now… She has oh, so beautiful, expensive looking jewels, a very light and pink tail…”
“She's the daughter of King Pulitzer!” One voice called, slamming a fist on the small concrete strip in front of them.
“We should kill ‘er! Or hold her for ransom! Or I'll just take ‘er pretty lil’ tail back to my place and-!” Another voice, more young and male, said.
“We should torture her! Lock ‘er in a dungeon, chained up like now, and torture her! Beat her! And we’ll broadcast it all!”
“All very good suggestions, my subjects. But, I think we should let this decision go to a higher power. My eldest daughter, Sarah, has been awaiting her moment to have something to do with Seashell Realm Law. Her decision is what will go. Now, she decides, what do we do with the little doll faced Coral?” Esther retorted finally, grinning wickedly as she called for the ‘Sarah’ of before.
Trumpets blared and voices chanted her name, and out from behind the curtain beside the desk… Came the most beautiful and wonderful looking mermaid Kath had ever seen.
She had long, flowing caramel hair, seen perfectly against the blue tinted background of their world. The crown of her head was adorned with a smaller jeweled tiara, so it was Princess Sarah Jacobs, notorious Peace Merfolk member. Her eyes seemed mysterious, hiding some sort of secret. Her slight smile was even more hypnotizing, especially when framed by light pink lips that the Seashell Merfolk would usually blotch with Lip Marker. Her tail was oddly light for a Seashell Merfolk, resembling her mother’s tail but in more of a light purple, almost… soft like violets.
Katherine caught herself staring at the royal mermaid who contained her fate, her gaze quickly turning to pleading. She'd forced herself to that look instead of peer admiration, hoping it'd strike Sarah somewhere, hopefully her heart. Sarah looked at Kath with intensity though, eyes tracing over her with darkness. Her darkness lifted though, and a smile crossed her face and… Please smile again, Katherine found herself thinking, I'd love to see your smile and dimples again.
“I understand a lot of you most likely… Wish harm on Princess Katherine of The Coral Realm, I do. You want her tied to a stake on Human Land and burned. You want to take her to your homes to beat and torture her with physical pain and other methods.” Esther looked at her daughter with a grin as she talked, obviously proud. But then, she was caught by surprise, because Sarah continued. “But, instead, I'd like to meet with Princess Katherine everyday at Night Hours alone in Heron Hall. That way we could establish peace. Starting tonight, right now.” Katherine felt her cheeks reddening slightly, as Sarah swam down and dealt with the shackles around her wrists. She quickly moved to the one around Kath’s tail, doing that with such care that Katherine couldn't help but watch, entranced.
Sarah smiled at her as Katherine swam up, moving her wrists and tail around a bit as she swam carefully in a circle. “I'm fine!” She grinned, looking over at Sarah, a grin still glued on her features. Sarah smiled, taking her arm gently.
“C’mon,” she spoke with gentleness as she started to drag Katherine, “I'll show you Heron Hall.”
“You heard the princess! They shall have meetings every night along at Heron Hall!” Esther exclaimed, bitterness laced through as she watched her daughter swim off with Katherine. Their meetings were sure to happen.
And indeed they did. Feelings sprouted early on in.
They got together within two months, in secret.
And, now, a year and a half later... Sarah and Katherine find themselves in trouble again. But now... It's because of their love.
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I never planned on you
part 2 to the  jack Kelly series.
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It had been an especially long day at work that day. You and Kath were both so exhausted. You and her were ready; ready to leave the office that afternoon when your boss decided it would be fun to leave more papers and forms on your desk. "You could leave them for tomorrow, you know." Kath said, as she sat down on one of the chairs in front of your desk. 
You shook your head, letting out a long sigh. "Kath, its not even that much. You go ahead and start walking home. I'll se you later." Kath sighed, kissed your head, and left your office.
As soon as she left, you picked up the first folder of papers and noticed something different. These papers weren't meant for you to see. They had given you the wrong file. As your curiosity got the best of you, you opened the folder and peeked inside.
You gasped. 
JOESEPH PULITZER RAISES THE PRICE OF PAPERS- 60 CENTS PER 100
You covered your mouth with your hand in shock as you realized what your fath- **cough** PULITZER was going to do to the newsies. You knew what he was planning. His circulation was going down. 
You felt so bad for those boys. Especially Jack.
You put the paper back in the folder and set it aside.  You would return it tomorrow to your boss. 
A couple of hours later, you were nearly done with all the extra work they had given you when you noticed one last paper. You sighed, picking it up and looking it over. You had to do a review on tonight's performance at Medda Larkin's theatre; the bowery. 
You smiled. At least this was a fun one. She was a parental figure to you and Kath growing up; seeing as you lost your mother at an early age and your father was barely around. You turned off the lamp in your office as you slipped the paper and pen into your pocket. 
You folded your paper and pen and put them in your pocket as you walked towards the theatre.
When you walked into the theater, you saw what looked liked three newsboys talking to Medda. Your cheeks quickly turned red as you recognized one of them as Jack. Medda quickly spotted you as she finished talking to him. 
"Y/N! Kiddo, c'mere! It's been been a while" She gave you a tight hug. When you both pulled apart, you turned around to make direct eye contact with Jack. He looked like he wanted to say something to you, but before he could, the smaller newsie, a bit more well-dressed than Jack, ran up to you excitedly saying "Hi! I'm Les! This is my brother David-" he said pointing back at who you assumed was his brother. "and this is Jack." you smiled, finnaly breaking your gaze with Jack.
You crouched down to Les's level, shaking his hand as he smiled. "Hello there. I'm Y/N Plumber. It's so nice to meet you!" you finished with a smile. Les motioned for you to pick him up and you happily obliged. He rested your head on your shoulder and said "Dave, can we keep her? I really like her!" 
David looked at you and blushed. Out of the corner of your eye, you say jack clench his jaw and fist. 
"C-c'mon, Les t-the show's about to start" he stuttered never letting his gaze fall off you. Les groaned and shuffled out of your arms, and he walked over and took Davey's hand as he led them to their seats. Davey looked back at you, face red as a tomato. 
But you didn't pay attention, as you were now in conversation with Jack. You were both laughing and talking and only broke conversation when one of the workers came over to Medda, telling her her show was about to start. 
Jack ran over to Davey and Les, where you guessed he was sitting with. Medda patted your shoulder and said that you had the top right box. You thanked her and immediately climbed up. 
Medda was almost done with her song- "That's Rich" - is one of your personal favorites. The Bowery Beauties had just come in when you noticed Jack had climbed in next to you in the box.
"A smart goil, 'huh?" he asked, smiling and leaning against the railing. 
"I-I'm working" you said, as you blushed and ducked your head down. 
"I'se like smart goils. beautiful, smart, independent-" you heard him say before completely focusing on your writing. 
Jack's POV
I leaned against the railing, smiling at her. After making it clear that she needed to get back to work, I sat on the railing and took a  newspaper out of my pocket. I began to draw her. 
 It doesn't do her justice. when it's done, I left it for her to find on the floor. 
I realized as I got to the bottom of the ladder.
"I never planned on someone like you~" I said smiling, thinking of her.
Davey's POV 
As I saw Jack up there with her, I though that I should be the one up there with her, making her laugh and blush. 
Then I realized- I never planned on her.
Your POV
As I finished the review, I turned around. I saw a newspaper and picked it up. It was a drawing.
A drawing of me. 
I smiled and held it to my heart.
It must've been Jack. 
My cheeks went red as I tucked it in my Jacket. 
As I climbed down the box, I saw Medda and ran over to thank her. 
I didn't see any of the boys on the way out. 
On the way home, I realized I couldn't stop thinking about Jack.
I never planned on him. 
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hope this was good!
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Rewritten Newsies Song Names
[I know this has been done before, but I had some ideas of my own]
Overture: Smooth Jazz™
Santa Fe (Prologue): Cowboy wants to go West with Best Friend
Carrying the Banner: Our job sucks but we’re gonna dance around anyway
Bottom Line: Joeseph Pulitzer is a Bitch
That’s Rich: We love our mom
I Never Planned On You: “I’ve seen you once but I’m going to creepily draw you so you fall in love with me”
The World Will Know: Teen Angst: The Song
Watch What Happens: Procrastinate like there is a tomorrow
Seize The Day: P E E R P R E S S U R E 
Santa Fe: Screaming, with style
King of New York: You know that feeling when you are so sad that you just overcompensate with happiness, yeah that.
What What Happens (Reprise): that’s a cool snake fact, Davey
The Bottom Line (Reprise): Joeseph Pulitzer is a Bitch: Part 2
Brooklyn Here: We knew you were in trouble before, but we love being fashionably late.
Something to Believe In: I’ve known you like 4 days, but I L O V E you.
Once and Forever: You dumb motherfuckers want a key change?
Finale: Flips for Fun™
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newmsies · 1 year
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IF I MADE A BUNCH OF NEWSIES COLOURING PAGES WOULD Y'ALL USE THEM AND TAG ME IN THE FINISHED PRODUCTS?
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newmsies · 1 year
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blood drips heavily on newsies square is better than newsies /hj
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newmsies · 1 year
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i just realized newsies is getting now fans because of west endsies which is amazing but what if some of them find my account first and think that this is just what we're like..
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newmsies · 1 year
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sitting here, crying, imagining how much funnier Blood Drips Heavily on Newsies Square would be if Gabriel Damon was in it
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newmsies · 1 year
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OSCAR DELANCEY WAS FUCKING AUTISTIC.
just like Jack kelly?
YES.
Spot Conlon?
YES.
Morris Delancey?
YES.
Joseph Pulitzer?
no, actually
really?
COURSE HE FUCKIN WAS.
they're all autistic, every single one of them. all of them are autistic and you can't stop me.
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newmsies · 1 year
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ladimen and gentleies, Milfitzer
Original: Made in February of 2020
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Redraw: Made in January of 2023
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newmsies · 2 years
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i don't care how old they canonically are. here are the newsies ages because I'm right (and I'll specify when I'm going off of 92 or 17)
92/ oscar delancey: 14
92/ morris delancey: 31 (he looks like a depressed man in his 30's and you can't change my mind (still sticking with this))
92/ spot conlon: 14
17/ racetrack higgins: 15 or 16
17/ david jacobs: 19 (don't @ me cause if you think about it, you know damn well I'm right (i was /j on this))
17 & 92/ jack kelly: 17 (almost 18)
92/ otto wielsel: 53
17 & 92/ joeseph pulitzer: 52 (he was 18 years old in 1865 which is when the civil war ended and was 34 years before the strike, 18 plus 34 is 52 so you can't tell me I'm wrong on this)
17 & 92/ les jacobs: 9 (almost 10)
17/ hannah (pulitzer??): 49
17/ kathrine pulitzer/plumber: 19
92/ sarah jacobs: 19
92/ esther jacobs: 49
92/ mayer jacobs: 50
17 & 92/ crutchie morris: i lied to y'all, 15
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