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Somehow, despite being a main character and despite how much of a devastatingly complex character he is, there is so little Crutchie content in today’s fandom and it actually causes me to go mad.

Crutchie Morris, aged fifteen, who had his newfound hope literally beaten out of him and who accepted the prospect of his own death and accepted that him being able to find a better life was just as much of a dream-like fantasy as Santa Fe was for his brother. Crutchie Morris, aged fifteen, who had to force himself to be twice as resilient as everybody else, twice as dedicated, twice as tough, or else he feared he’d be left behind and forgotten. Crutchie Morris, aged fifteen, who had to hide all of his anger and fear and sadness and resentment under a bright-eyed grin because heaven forbid he ever be anything other than optimistic, heaven forbid he show for a moment that a life of being abused and pushed around and verbally tormented got to him in the slightest. Crutchie Morris, aged fifteen, who convinced himself that he could never hope for more than what was thrown at him, could never strive for a better future (“let’s hit the streets and get our papes while we still can”), and could never show the slightest bit of weakness lest he be seen as a burden and sent away for good.

Crutchie Morris, aged fifteen, who got sent away anyways.

Crutchie, who had the worst possible thing that could’ve happened to him, his worst fear, come true, and who had to pretend he was totally fine with that because he thought his loved ones had bigger issues than him at the time. Who had to endure up to weeks of constant horrendous abuse, beatings, starvation, and who was just so damn out of it when he was finally released that he couldn’t focus on anything except the man who had messed him up so badly that he couldn’t even catch a glimpse of him in a safe, controlled setting without panicking (west endsies). But who, despite it all, still had to plaster on that same grin to show to all of his friends to convince them that he was still the same guy, even if he was irreversibly changed in a way that so many of them would never know. Oh also did I mention he was fifteen-

PREACH love him so much... he's honestly so important!!

submitted by: anonymous

(full submission under the cut)

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to live is to die

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Armin week, day 3: Nerd Armin

Armin Week Day 2 (EMA): Endless Footsteps / A Hazy Dream

A little something I wrote for Armin Week!

Prompt: EMA

Title: Endless Footsteps / A Hazy Dream.

Ao3 link

sfw, drabble, armin pov

A day after the first ship from Marley arrives at our port, I have a dream. The setting is hazy, unsettling, but it is easy to make out where I am – that beach, with grey walls looming behind me, their size fluctuating. I stand here, my feet in the water, watching how the fog swallows up the horizon. The seashells tell me their secrets. A scarf thrashes around in the tide, flashing red against the endless blue. The waves bring it tangled to my feet. I pick it up and it speaks to me of bloody knives and pomegranates. The scarf shifts into a feather as lighting strikes the surface of the water. There's a gush of wind that sends it flying, and I somehow know that it will never be too far away, yet never close enough to reach. Its whispers piercing through the fog, it speaks to me of flames and butterflies. I fall through the ground into a pile of leaves, and familiar crisp air fills my lungs. I run as the wind blows songs of freedom, melodies of love and death and all that is in-between.

okay think about it -- newsies punk rock band au. THINK ABOUT ITTT

okay think about it -- newsies punk rock band au. THINK ABOUT ITTT

from The New York Times

this sucks so bad I need to [remembers suicide jokes are bad for my mental health] eat a man's heart in the marketplace

stand by me | 1986

on icarus.

(Attributed to Oscar Wilde//Sigmund Freud- Interpretation of Dreams//@meanwhilepoetry//Herbert James Draper- Lament for Icarus//Joseph Campbell//Hozier- Sunlight//Rainer Maria Rilke- The Notebooks of Malte Laurids Brigge//Mary Oliver- The Sun//Vincent Van Gogh- The Sower//Matthew Ward- The Collected Stories//Florence and The Machine- Falling//Billy Collins- The Art of Drowning//Renè Milot- The Fall of Icarus//Hozier- I,Carrion (Icarrian)//Virginia Woolf- The Waves//J. Bengt- Icarus Flew//??)

real friendship is something that lasts forever.

the terrible two go wild, max barnett // @softkatie // the terrible two’s last laugh, max barnett // no better life, alice walker // a little life, hanya yanagihara // @honeytuesday // the terrible two get worse, max barnett // @fairycosmos // my best friend, the coral // ryan o’connell

jack & crutchie | newsies

Yo, welcome me to the Newsies fandom because these guys have stolen my heart&mind&soul since last December :') never really been on tumblr but I see the newsies community is doing pretty well here!!