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proud-and-defiant · 2 years

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bro if you could ,, if you could do jatherine ,, bro ,, bro i'd pay u ,,

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She was warm, a contrast to his shivering body. No wonder considering her heavy cloak lined with fur on the insides, the white material tufting out from beneath it. He couldn’t even get started on the rest of her outfit. A perfect picture, one jack had never managed to get on paper. Light purple with dark blue accents lining her dress, the light fur pulling it all together.

He never got tired of looking at her.

“You shouldn’t be out alone so late” he murmured softly, humming to himself when he felt a hand start to run gently through his curls.

“You should know by now that I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself.”

“Oh I wasn’t worried about you.”

Author’s Note:

I’m not sure I’ve ever written a fic for Jatherine so this was actually a lot of fun! I always like writing fun lil oneshots,, them my beloved I adore them

Thank you for the ask <33

Jack was cold.

New York was never pleasant during the winter, and this was no exception.

Jack was cold, and he was stripped down to his undershirt and pants, sat quietly in front of a steadily falling fire. They hadn’t had enough money to pay for enough wood or to keep the heat going, though they never did during the winter, and this was the result. He was almost thankful for how many boys were huddled in the lodging house, since body heat was the only thing keeping them going.

He was soaked from selling. The streets were covered in snow, but work never stopped for Jack Kelly. He was outside all day hawking headlines to the birds. He’d barely sold thirty papers. An already easy indicator that he wouldn’t be eating dinner tonight.

His limbs ached and shouted for some rest and warmth, but the fire just wouldn’t provide, and Jack was nowhere close to sleeping.

He could hear steps approaching, the clicking of heeled boots almost startling him, and the gentle hand that rested on his shoulder even more. He knew who it was before he turned around, a tired but happy smile tugging at his lips as he got a look at her.

“Evenin’, Kath.”

“Kelly”

He shifted over slightly on the floor to allow her to sit down, allowing himself to settle against her once she was seated.

He never got tired of looking at her.

“You shouldn’t be out alone so late” he murmured softly, humming to himself when he felt a hand start to run gently through his curls.

“You should know by now that I’m perfectly capable of taking care of myself.”

“Oh I wasn’t worried about you.”

He laughed as he felt a hand playfully hit the back of his head, a light airy noise still filled with exhaustion, but happy nevertheless.

“You’re soaking wet.” Katherine hummed softly, eyes skimming over him briefly before she made eye contact once more. Jack was all to distracted by her eyes to respond, but he was quickly brought back to earth with a gentle nudge of her shoulder.

“S’just snowy out. It happens, I’m fine.”

“If you die of hypothermia I’m going to hold it over your head forever.”

“Awww you’d miss me though.”

“Miss making fun of you”

“Uhuh” Jack responded sarcastically, dramatically laying his head onto Katherine’s shoulder, grinning when he saw her scrunch her nose at his wet hair on her clothes.

“Have I ever told you how drop dead gorgeous you are?”

“You’re unbearable.” And yet the arm that wrapped around his side for a moment to pull him closer said otherwise. Her hand moved to brush his hair out of his eyes, idly pushing through it with a soft smile, while jack moved an arm to rest loosely around her side.

“Love you, Kath..”

“Love you too, Jack.”

#jack kelly #newsies #katherine plumber #katherine pulitzer #Jatherine #Jack x Katherine #THEM!!#I love doing fluffy lil one shots this was so fun #them my beloved #thank you for the ask jac <33 #Jac my beloved #mwah mwah #ask jack

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fiddler-sticks · 2 years

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Newsbians my beloved

I'm depressed, and so I made this. I'm actually pretty satisfied with it, unlike some of my other ones

#newsies #newsbians #katherine plumber #kath plumber #katherine pulitzer #sarah jacobs #newsbians my beloved

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moth-based-cryptology · 3 years

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where everything was fine (one that felt like mine)

A/N: so,,,, i wrote a katherine pulitzer drabble. and didn’t make joe the bad guy. the title is from older by sasha sloan (tq @we-are-inevitable for the help mwah mwah) and @5-jorjas-in-the-fence tq for double checking it ily. oH and @enter-plot-holes-here tq for the inspo youre a gem. anyway. have a thing ig

read on ao3 (!!! yeah ik !!!) here

It was stupid. She knew it was stupid when she sat down. He was always away on business, and she would always be disappointed with him when he returned, but she always stayed up and waited for him anyway.

The front door opened just then to reveal Joseph Pulitzer, in the flesh. A tired, mean looking man with too much scruff after his day of travel, resigned annoyance at the peachy wash of the lamplight she was using to read.

“Katherine, dearest, what have I told you about waiting up for me?” His voice was gruff, rumbling through his chest and through the room in a way that made him feel larger than life. “You will sleep like you’re told, no exceptions.”

“But I—“ She started, but any protests were snuffed out by his sharp look and the resounding sound of his nice shoes echoing on the marble and the softer sound of him walking up the carpeted stairs.

She bit her lower lip to keep it from trembling, sniffling slightly. Her wide, brown eyes glistened with crystalline tears as she clutched her novel close to her chest, stood stock still while she tried in vain to shake off the disappointment she should’ve expected. She knew better. Two tears managed to break free, tracing perfect lines down each of her cheeks before she blinked away the mist in her eyes and dabbed quickly at the moisture before it stained.

“Goodnight, father.” Her voice didn’t break so much as shatter, like glass against marble. The last was barely a broken whisper, so quiet she could barely hear it herself. “I love you.”

And with that, she ran haphazardly up the stairs where her father just disappeared, closing herself in her room and leaning heavily against the door, at unawares her father was doing much the same just down the hall.

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passelofopossums · 3 years

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It’s always loving Katherine hours in this household

#`` [ 📦 ] posting ``#katherine pulitzer #katherine plumber #newsies #newsies live #katherine my beloved

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heliads · 2 years

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ten fave female characters tag

thanks for the tag @thornyrose463, this was fun!

rules: list your favorite female characters from ten different fandoms and tag ten people to do the same

in no particular order:

1. eowyn from lord of the rings. yes i recently saw the lotr and hobbit movies and yes they are my new fixation. she may be no man but i am obsessed w her as a whole

2. bonnie bennet from the vampire diaries. just finished the fourth season and i would follow her anywhere

3. anne shirley from anne of green gables series, my beloved. i talk too much and imagine too much as well, so she is simply my source of inspiration for life

4. inej ghafa from six of crows. knife knife knife

5. leia organa from star wars. a long time ago in a galaxy very close to here actually i was a little girl watching her and she made me want to be brave

6. katherine pulitzer/plumber from newsies. do you have any idea how much i want to be her? pretty dresses and tap dancing and writing and aaaaaa

7. wanda maximoff from the mcu. you have no idea how many times i have practiced doing those magic hand movements in the mirror and tbh i’ve lost count too

8. june iparis from legend. if i had a million words to spare it would not be enough to do her justice. she said women can have it all and she was right

9. allison argent from teen wolf. we protect those who cannot protect themselves babey

10. clary fray from shadowhunters. maybe i want to do art and fight demons have we considered this?

no pressure tags: @rogueanschel, @lxncelot, @amortensie, @musicallisto, @thatfangirl42, @neewtmas, @thereagles, @aleksanderwh0r3, @venecs

#thanks for the tag!#not writing

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inmusicalseveryoneisscreaming · 4 years

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Newsies Zombie AU- Chapter 1

Warning: This is kinda a meme with John Lennon Duck

@klaineharmony, @musicals-musicals, @wingedprunepsychiclawyer

Manhattan, New York, 2035

The sunless skies shined down on the wasteland that is now Manhattan. The “S” Zombie Killerz, a zombie hunting team composed of Sarah Jacobs, Sniper Halloway, Smalls Stevenson, and Specs Johnson, walked the desolate land of their home city trying to find the curse “Patient Zero” , the one who started the whole mess.

“Wait!” Smalls stopped in her tracks, causing the whole group to topple on top of each other like dominoes. Sarah rolled her eyes, but still looked back at the short raven haired girl.

“What is it, Smalls?” She asked with a sigh, as the other girl hurriedly looked around her. Specs and Sniper looked to each other, worry filling their gaze as Smalls let out a disjointed noise of stress.

“John Lennon isn’t here!” Smalls curled her fists at her side, as the other group members blinked at her annoyingly. This hasn’t been the first time that Smalls lost her beloved pet duck, John Lennon, most of the times when he ran off, he came back with the smallest bits of food. Losing the duck was a miracle to the other three, but to Smalls, it was like losing a child.

“Calm the hell down, Smalls.” Sniper sent a glare, unplayful, towards her girlfriend. Smalls just stood there, silently playing with the bag draped across her arm, before she heard the distant noise of a ‘quack!’ “JOHN LENNON!” Smalls immediately rushed her way towards the sound, the others following quickly in tow. It wasn’t long before they stumbled upon a hoard of zombies, circling someone. The figure was unclear, but the quacking of John Lennon was now crisp and clear, he was here, Smalls just knew it!

“Everyone, get out the weapons! Don’t forget Double Tap!” Sarah yelled as she brought out her ax. Smalls got out a chainsaw, Sniper had a shotgun, and Specs, yeah he had a book.

They all wielded their makeshift weapons differently, but charged into the crowd of zombies, quickly finishing every last one of them off, leaving a circle of dead (un-dead??) bodies around John Lennon and a person curled up in a ball.

The person was a girl sporting long curly locks of red hair. Her eyes were a golden-brown, framed by thin, round glasses that were perched up on her nose. Her clothing was dark- a black sweatshirt and gray sweatpants. She appeared to be afraid of something, but the quacking of John Lennon distracted Smalls enough to rush towards her beloved duck.

“JOHN LENNON! I MISSED YOU!” She screeched at the top of her lungs, not noticing the girl right next to him.

“You want to alert more zombies to our location now?” Sarah quipped, rolling her eyes at Small’s behavior.

“Well, excuse me for being concerned about my duck!” Smalls scooped the companion into her arms and hugged it.

“I regret getting you that duck.” Sniper added, crossing her arms, but a small laugh made its way to the surface.

“Uh, guys, maybe we should check on the person.” And the grade goes to Specs for being the most attentive.

“But what if it's a zombie?” Sarah wasn’t very faithful in this person being a survivor, anyone could turn on anyone, being a Zombie, or worse, a cannibal.

“If she’s cowering like that? Probably not a zombie, Saz.” Sniper remarked, kneeling down in front of the balled up figure. “Now, Miss, who are you?” The girl looked up timidly, gulping down her fear as she spoke tentatively.

“K-Katherine. Human. Terrified of the zombies.” She looked back down immediately after, and Sniper looked back at Sarah. Sarah sighed, almost defeated, but then straightened.

“Her name doesn’t start with an “s”.” She was looking for any reason not to keep Katherine around at this point, new people in a tight-knit group is never fun for anyone.

“Let her stay, Sarah!” Smalls grinned as she cradled John Lennon softly in her arms. ‘It’s fun to have a new person!”

“She’s right, you know?” Specs smiled lightly at Sarah. Sarah sighed, glancing at Sniper again, who only gave her a short nod of approval. Sarah sent a threatening glare towards Katherine, before leaping forward and sticking the blade of her axe just under Katherine’s chin, only the bit away from her throat. Katherine squeaked and shrunk lightly, Sarah just making her look up even more, her gaze cold and having no emotion behind it.

“State your name. Clearly.” Sarah demanded harshly. “If you want even a chance of running with us, it’s completely necessary we know who you stand with. What you can do, how you’ll help us, and all that.” Katherine nodded the best she could with the ax still under her chin, clearing her throat.

“Katherine. My name’s Katherine Plumber. I stand with any of those not infected by Pulitz-”

“-Patient Zero!” Specs interrupted quickly. Katherine let out the shortest of giggles, but continued.

“I stand with those not infected by Patient Zero’s mess. I can wield a stick? I don’t know what else, really… I haven’t gotten a chance to try anything else.” Katherine finished her reply, all of the group looking at each other from where they all stood.

“Can she come with us! She saved John Lennon for God’s sakes!” Smalls’s toothy grin showed through again, as a blur of yellow jumped out of her arms and to Katherine, sticking his feathered head in her left sweatshirt pocket. Sarah stumbled back, luckily not harming Katherine as she did. Katherine giggled as the duck’s head reemerged, holding a piece of bread.

“Food!” Sniper hugged her girlfriend tightly, spinning her in a circle. “I take it back, Smalls, honey. That duck is the best thing you could have ever received!” She kissed Smalls tenderly, causing Sarah to stick out her tongue.

“Cut the PDA you two!” Sarah groaned, before whipping her head back to face Katherine. “So, Kath, you said your name was? You’ve got food?” Sarah motioned to her pockets as John Lennon was scooped back into Smalls’s arms.

“Uhm, Katherine, but my friends… well, my friends who I used to have, before this whole shitshow started, did call me Kath. I suppose you can too? Also, yes, I do have food. Mostly bread.” She motioned loosely to her backpack which sat near the worn out brick building she was curled up against only moments ago.

“Specs. Look in it. Please.” Sarah ordered, pointing loosely towards the bag. Specs, right as he heard the command, sprinted forward, grabbing the bag and unzipping it.

“Loads of food and drinks in here, Sarah.” Specs replied quickly, giving Kath her bag, before looking back at Sarah with question. “Can we let her stay, then?” Sarah took another quiet moment of consideration, before she sighed, and gave a short nod.

“Let’s get on our way then. We’ve got this solved, we have to get further along. This ain’t our camping site for the night.” Sarah spoke urgently. The rest of the known “s” Killers went ahead, smiling to themselves. As Katherine went to follow, Sarah grabbed her arm.

“Kath. I just want to warn you. We’re a hardcore group, and we can get nasty in battle with those heathens of zombies. Are you sure you want to be a part of us?” Sarah arched an eyebrow, almost expecting the shorter, timid girl. But Katherine, with such certainty, nodded as she shouldered her bag.

“I’m absolutely certain, Sarah.” She spoke simply, before going to follow the rest, not even looking back.

Maybe this girl would be a slightly better addition to their group than Sarah could have thought. But Sarah wouldn’t admit that, not now. Not ever.

Not even if this girl were, in some messed up reality, her soulmate.

#Newsies #Newsies Fanfic #Smallsper #Newsbians #Smalls (Newsies)#Specs (Newsies)#Katherine Plumber #Sarah Jacobs #Sniper (Newsies)#92sies

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transitofmercury · 1 year

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KATHERINE AND PULITZER - UNTIL ONE OF YOU FORGETS

The Return of the Prodigal Son - Eric Rimmington // The Average Fourth Grader Is a Better Poet Than You (and Me Too) - Hannah Gamble // East, West - Salman Rushdie // Newsies Script - Harvey Fierstein // Watch What Happens - Newsies // Someday I’ll Love Ocean Vuong - Ocean Vuong // Steve Blanchard and Kara Lindsay as Pulitzer and Katherine in Newsies // Pulitzer: A Life in Politics, Print and Power - James McGrath Morris // Under the Burden of Misery - Teodor Axentowicz // Folding a Five-Cornered Star So the Corners Meet - Li-Young Lee // A Portrait of Maya Angelou - Maya Angelou speaking to Bill Moyers

#i made this instead of studying #i kept being like 'i'm just taking a break to enjoy fun history I'll revise boring russia history in a minute' and now it's half 11 #if i fail my alevels what then #anyway welcome to the most recent edition of me taking fictional father-daughter relationships in silly historical media way too seriously #WAY TOO SERIOUSLY #i don't want to explain this one either it's a classic this is for me but you can look at it too kinda post #one day ill find a reason to use the ivan the terrible and his son painting in one of these #HIS SON'S OUTFIT IS THE SAME COLOUR AS KATH'S ORANGEY PINKY DRESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#katherine plumber pulitzer my beloved #katherine plumber #katherine pulitzer #joseph pulitzer #newsies #webweaving #web weaving #mercury posting

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inevitablemoment · 3 years

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Hello, world!

My name is Ella (though you may know me as allonswolfnewtina on AO3) and I finally have my own Tumblr blog!

Before this, I had to share my cousin’s personal Tumblr (and I kinda still am. This is a secondary blog, so I can’t follow anyone, sorry), and I prefer not to expose my family to the fandom life, as it can get pretty... weird.

So, as of this post, I am 17 years old. I am homeschooled (went to public school until fifth grade and began homeschooling due to my anxiety issues). I love writing, singing, acting (wish I could draw, though).

PEOPLE I WISH I COULD FOLLOW

@ShhImAvoidingSleep @andie-cake @fencecollapsed

See my main ships under the cut

MY MAIN SHIPS

PAULKINS ~ Paul Matthews & Emma Perkins ~ HATCHETFIELD

I love all three of the main Hatchetfield ships (Paulkins, Lexthan, Barneston), but I have to say that right now, these two take the cake. I’ve only been in the fandom since this past Christmas, but I already know that I’d do anything to protect these two (Droid23 also qualifies here, despite their murderous leanings).

ELLEX ~ Alex P. Keaton & Ellen Reed ~ FAMILY TIES

These two... just... just them. I don’t care what happened in 5x02, I believe that they met again in New York, got married, and had four kids together (just like their actors/real-life counterparts). They’re just so sweet, and they bring out the best in each other, and they need more content.

JACKRINE/JATHERINE ~ Jack Kelly & Katherine Plumber/Pulitzer ~ NEWSIES

Hello, my beloveds. I am so glad that I got Disney+ for my sixteenth birthday, because it means I can watch Jack and Katherine fall in love with each other all over again.

SHIRBERT ~ Gilbert Blythe & Anne Shirley ~ ANNE OF GREEN GABLES

You can’t be a bookworm and not ship them. I personally prefer Jonathan Crombie and Megan Follows because they’re the version I grew up with. I just wish that the production company had stuck to the books, because House of Dreams and Anne of Ingleside are my favorite books in the series.

Jamie Conway & Vicky Allagash ~ BRIGHT LIGHTS, BIG CITY

Do I focus on these two a lot because their actors are married in real life? Yes. I mean, they only had two scenes together (one was a phone conversation), but I love their dynamic and wish that they (or just Vicky) had more screen time. In my mind, they got a cute little house in Princeton, Jamie is a published author, Vicky is a professor at her alma mater, and they have two beautiful little girls. I’m eternally grateful that we got a musical adaptation that included a love duet.

ALLONSWOLF ~ Tenth Doctor & Rose Tyler ~ DOCTOR WHO

Don’t get me started on this ship. They were the first ship I ever shipped (unless you count Kim and Ron from Kim Possible), and they’re absolutely perfect. I may not be focused on Doctor Who right now, but they still hold a special place in my heart.

#first post #intro

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transitofmercury · 4 months

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The thing about Katherine is that I am really defensive of how she is in canon. Like, she is absolutely flawed but she’s also at most 18 (IMO), the daughter of a very selfish man and fundamentally a good person. And the way a lot of the criticism I see of her comes across is very “GIRL has FLAWS? she must be EVIL!” which is misogyny when all the boys get to be flawed without suddenly becoming supervillains. So when I’m talking about canon Katherine I’m very leave her alone, she isn’t perfect but she is a good person with the capacity to improve!!!

At the same time, all my headcanons about her as she gets older are not about her improving, they’re about her getting worse. I think Katherine absolutely could become a lovely person but I also think she’s a lot more interesting if she doesn’t. Katherine who manages to right her father’s wrongs on a journalistic-business level but just becomes him on a personal level.

She dedicates her journalism to workers’ rights after the strike and spends 30 years getting incredible at it. Then, when her brothers are trying to sell The New York World, she forces them hand it over to her and she doesn’t just save it, she makes it better than it ever was. She dedicates it to actually serving the working class and standing for the values it pretended to have when she was a child. On that level of how she uses her influence and her talents, she is better person than her father.

But towards the people she loves, she ends up just as bad as he was to her. The thing you need to know here is that while a lot of things about Pulitzer in Newsies are very inaccurate, he was absolutely a bad father. To quote James McGrath Morris: “He was so cruel to his children, unspeakably cruel.” In my head, Katherine in canon has some Pulitzer-esque traits deep down that she is self aware about and wants to not have. After she moves out, she does get better in how she treats people. For 11 years she’s learning how to express love in a way that people who aren’t her, her father and her siblings can actually understand. Pulitzer dies in 1911 and something breaks inside her and it’s just a downhill spiral into the Pulitzer-esque from then. She is nice to people who are further away from her but she slowly stops being able to express love to the people closest to her in un-Pulitzer ways. Those who knew her when she was younger, especially the older newsies, and her siblings, who are just like her, understand that this is what’s happening and that she loves them. But (in my headcanon she has one daughter, you don’t need the details) her daughter doesn’t really get it and feels exactly how Katherine did when she was younger.

This whole post is just me waffling about how interesting I find the idea of a Katherine who is doomed by the Pulitzer family generational trauma (which did exist)… but I really do find that idea so interesting, she’s so miserable to me :(

#katherine who could’ve have been so much better but doenst have it in her to break the curse i will always love you #even if no one else gets it :(#katherine plumber pulitzer my beloved #katherine plumber #katherine pulitzer #newsies #mercury posting

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transitofmercury · 1 year

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This isn't as much of a problem now as it used to be, but sometimes the way people talk about Katherine is like one of two extremes. She's either evil or has never done anything wrong (or interesting) in her life. I don't know it's just like, maybe she's just a good person who has flaws. Good people do bad things sometimes, good people can be selfish or self interested, good people can lie, good people can say things that are kind of harsh or mean. Katherine can simultaneously be kind of selfish in her initial reason for writing the article and genuinely care about the strike, isn't that basically what Watch What Happens establishes about her? She wants to progress in her career and help the newsies, she can want both but because Katherine's a girl for some reason Katherine is only allowed to be a selfless angel who thinks only of the newsies or an evil bitch using the newsies to get ahead. She's a complex character! She's allowed to be that.

#there is a longer version of this post but that got kinda ranty so I'm keeping it just to this #I'm worried this will be an unpopular opinion #katherine plumber pulitzer my beloved #katherine pulitzer #katherine plumber #newsies #mercury posting

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transitofmercury · 4 months

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Pulitzer Family Fact Post (Katherine's Siblings Edition)

I'm finally doing it, after threeish years, I'm finally making posts about my acquired knowledge of the Pulitzer family. I'm starting with what I know about his kids because I think that's what people would find most interesting. I'd quite like to go on about Pulitzer's siblings and what people have managed to figure out about his childhood but I'll do that another day. It's been a while so I might forget stuff or get things slightly wrong but I'm doing my best to be accurate. Information is mostly from James McGrath Morris' book, 'Pulitzer: A life in Politics, Print and Power' and records I looked at on Ancestry (I got really weird about this).

Pulitzer and his wife, Kate Davis, had 7 children: Ralph, Lucille, Katherine, Joseph, Edith, Constance and Herbert. I'm just going to go through kid-by-kid and reel off everything I remember that is actually semi-interesting.

Ralph Pulitzer: Born June 11th, 1879. Died June 14th, 1939. He was born in St. Louis because Pulitzer hadn't bought The New York World and moved the family to New York at this point.

All the kids seem to have been sickly (like their father) but Ralph was asthmatic and small for his age, his health was always a concern. The family would spend a lot of time in Europe but he and Lucille were the ones who usually joined their parents while the younger ones were left in America. He didn't like learning Latin (From a letter to Lucille: "I never imagined a language capable of such filthy, beastly rules and contradictions") and preferred Greek. He was educated at St. Mark's School and would've been at Harvard by the time that Newsies happened.

All the sons were a bit detached from the realities of how newspapers worked because they were raised in mansions and boarding schools but Pulitzer was surprised and very upset about them having limited journalistic skills. He really wanted them to be prepared to run the paper after him and they really weren't. He started to become president of The World around 1907. When Pulitzer died, he got 20% of the newspaper stock in the will. He was the main person running The World before they sold it in 1931. Ralph preferred high society life to newspapers. He married Frederica Webb who was vaguely a Vanderbilt in 1905. They had two sons, I think, and eventually divorced. He remarried and had two daughters but one died very young. He died in New York following complications to do with abdominal surgery.

Lucille Irma Pulitzer: Born September 30th, 1880. Died December 31st, 1897. She was probably also born in St. Louis but I haven't been able to find the record. Her middle name seems to come from one of Pulitzer's sisters.

She was Pulitzer's favourite, that's the key thing about her. He had very high expectations of his children and a lot of rules, and she managed to meet those expectations and didn't break those rules. She was focused on her studies, she could speak multiple languages and play multiple instruments. In Pulitzer's code-book, she's referred to as 'Lulu' instead of Lucille. Seems to have spent a lot of her younger years in Europe. When she was 14 she had a minor throat surgery and Pulitzer got upset that everyone was paying her more attention than they were him (his wife got really mad at him and he sent Lucille flowers to apologise).

I think I read about her graduating from Miss Brown's School for Young Ladies in May 1897 when she would've been 16. Summer of that year they held a party at the Chatwold (their place in Bar Harbour) to basically debut her. A couple days later, she became ill. She had Typhoid and despite the family's efforts, she died months later at the Chatwold on New Years Eve. After her death, Pulitzer established the Lucille Pulitzer Scholarship at Barnard College, which makes me think she wanted to go to college and that he would have supported this.

Katherine Ethel Pulitzer: Born January 30th, 1882. Died May 9th, 1884. Same as Lucille, probably born in St. Louis but I've never seen the records. She's the one daughter whose middle name I can't link to one of Pulitzer's family members but her first name comes from her mother. There's not much to say because she died so young. She died of Pneumonia in New York almost a year exactly (one day off) after Pulitzer purchased The World.

This is quite sad (it's already sad) but she is either omitted or forgotten in the 1900 census. They asked for the number of children born and the number of children living, at this point all 7 had been born and 5 were alive but the Pulitzers responded that 6 had been born instead. They weren't forgetting Lucille after three years, so it seems like Katherine was not counted.

Joseph Pulitzer II: Born March 21st, 1885. Died March 30th, 1955. One of the few children born in New York.

Less sickly than the others but Pulitzer was constantly disappointed by him. He was also sent to St. Mark's School. As a teenager he didn't do what his father told him to and didn't pay enough attention to his studies. He got thrown out of St. Mark's in 1901 after he and some friends snuck out to buy beer and then ended up climbing into the headmaster and his wife's bedroom when they were sneaking back in. Pulitzer was really angry about that. Pulitzer managed to get him into Harvard but he just kept being the same as he was before so Pulitzer pulled him out of Harvard.

He got sent to St. Louis to be trained by the people Pulitzer had at the Post-Dispatch and actually developed journalistic talent. His father could not see this talent and was still disappointed in him. He only got 10% of the newspaper stock when his dad died. He ran the Post-Dispatch far better than his brothers ran The World. He tried to punch Hearst which is just really funny to me. He married Elinor Wickham in 1910, she died in 1925 and a year later he married Elizabeth Edgar. He had similar health problems to his father towards the end of his life and after he died, the Post-Dispatch passed to his son, Joseph Pulitzer III, it stayed in the family's hands until very recently (either the 90s or the 00s) but there was a legal battle about whether to sell it in the 80s.

Edith Louise Pulitzer: Born June 19th, 1886. Died April 6th, 1975. She was born in Lenox, Massachusetts. Her middle name seems to come from Pulitzer's mother.

Pulitzer was not that interested in his younger daughters but he still had high expectations for them. When she was younger and her parents travelled to Europe, she seems to have been left in America more than her older siblings but later on she seems to have been just following her mother around to wherever she went. She was 13 when the Pulitzer house fire happened in January 1900. Morris mentions an incident where she got upset at her father for constantly criticising her and the two of them had a bit of an argument. She was sent to Miss Vinton’s School for Girls in Connecticut.

She married William Scoville Moore a couple weeks after her father died, I think I read that they had to have a pretty boring, scaled back wedding because, officially, she and her mother were still in mourning. They had five sons. William died in 1944 and then two of their sons died in 1944 and 1945 fighting in the war. Another son died in 1957. She lived the longest out of all of the children, and 1975 feels so strangely recent for a child of Joseph Pulitzer to have been alive then. She and Constance both got the same amount in the will and it was obviously a lot of stuff but I think she might've tried to claim that it wasn't enough and that her father wasn't in his right mind when he made the will.

Constance Helen Pulitzer: Born December 13th, 1888. Died July 14th, 1938. She was born in France, probably Paris, because the family (Joseph, his wife and the eldest two children) were in Europe looking for advice on his worsening health when she was born. According to census responses from the early 20th century, her first language was French while all her siblings' had been English. Her middle name seems to come from another one of Pulitzer's sisters.

Pulitzer did not see her for very extended periods of time in her early childhood. She was also at home when the Pulitzer house fire happened, she was 11 at the time. Once, when Pulitzer was away from home, he only received a letter from Constance and told his wife to tell the other children he didn't love them (that's a quote, "To all the rest of the children you can say I do not love them"). She also followed her mother around Europe a bit when she got older. She debuted in 1907.

In 1913 she married William Grey Elmslie who had been her younger brother's tutor. The family expressed their support for the marriage but I think only Edith was actually present. Oh, this is Newsies relevant: she and Edith shared a property in Santa Fe. She died at 49 which is young even by Pulitzer family standards and makes her the first child to die in adulthood but I can't find a cause of death so I don't know what went on there.

Herbert Pulitzer: Born November 20th, 1896. Died September 4th, 1957. He was born in New York. I see him get called Tony a lot, he might've had a middle name that gets forgotten.

This is a twist you're not expecting: he may have not actually been Pulitzer's son. There's (significant) evidence that Kate was having an affair with Arthur Brisbane when she got pregnant with Herbert and it's definitely possible that Arthur was Herbert's father. He was born a long time after Constance considering that the first 6 children were born within 10 years of each other. And if you look at pictures of Pulitzer and his older sons at around the same age, they look very similar - I don't think Herbert looked that much like him but he does kinda look like Arthur. We can't really know but I do think it's very, very possible. Pulitzer never doubted that Herbert was his, and he seems to have been the favourite of his sons since he got 60% of the newspaper stock. He briefly ran The World in the years before it was sold but apparently people who worked there didn't like him. He was very young when the Pulitzer house fire happened and Kate had to go back inside to save him.

I'm less certain about details in Herbert's life than the other children, I'm not sure why I know less about him but I do. He was the only child at his father's deathbed, when he was only a teenager. He learnt to fly and fought at the end of WW1. Married Gladys Munn in 1926 and they had two children together. Their son, also called Herbert, led a messy life (highly publicised divorce). Herbert died of uremic poisoning, which is described "urine in the blood" and, yeah, that's the note this post is going out on.

Again, it's possible I've made mistakes or forgotten stuff here. I also can't stress enough how much information James McGrath Morris' book has provided this post.

#while factchecking this post i found a new funfact #pulitzer sent ralph for an examination at a hospital in my home city (birmingam uk) thats so cool for me and no one else #katherine plumber pulitzer my beloved #katherine plumber #katherine pulitzer #joseph pulitzer #newsies #mercury posting

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