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somedayonbroadway · 25 days

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Ok so: Oscar gets pushed into the semi frozen Hudson river by a gang of bored rich kids. Morris was held back by them until they decided they were bored and leaves. Morris get Oscar out of the water but doesn't know where to go that was near and warm because Oscar was experiencing hypothermia, they go to the Newboy Lodge House. How would the Newsies react?

I think it would go a little something like this…

Jack was putting the littles to bed when he heard the knocking on the door. He immediately went into protection mode. He stood up straight and rushed to the door, ready to peak out and fight off the bulls. It wouldn’t be the first time they’d tried to raid this place and take the boys for nothing. Race was behind him, ready to get the kids out if he needed to. But when Jack looked out through the crack in the door, he froze.

The knocking came again, harder this time. “Kelly! Open up! Come on!”

Race squinted. “Morris?” he asked.

Jack shushed him, reaching to open the doors. He was dumbfounded at the sight before him. Morris was standing there, holding a shivering, nearly blue Oscar against his chest. The younger boy was soaked to the bone and Morris had tear stains on his cheeks, but looked fairly dry despite the water dripping off of his brother. Morris looked up at Jack and Jack could see that the older boy had a bruise forming on his left cheek and a split lip. “S-some assholes pushed him into the fucking river… h-he can barely talk— I have nowhere ta take him,” Morris insisted.

The newsie looked over the brothers again. Oscar was definitely dazed. He didn’t even seem to know where they were. So Jack turned back to his second. “Racer, go get all the blankets we have. Get the littles into one bed to keep warm, Specs! I need water on the fire! Al, any extra clothes you can find!” Jack barked out before he rushed to help Oscar inside. He wrapped one of Oscar’s arms around his shoulder and Morris supported him from the other side.

They got him inside close to the fireplace and Jack helped lay him down, quickly taking out a pocket knife. Morris immediately scowled and grabbed his wrist, ready to fight but Jack looked up at him as his boys squared up behind him. “Hey!” he hissed. “We need to get him out of these clothes. I’m not gonna hurt him, okay?”

Race rushed back down the stairs with blankets and Morris grabbed him by the collar. Race gasped and immediately went wide eyed as Morris backed him into a wall. “Jack!” Race cried, not expecting the attack.

Jack raised his hands up in surrender. “Morris! What the actual hell?!”

The older boy’s eyes were watery. A tear fell down his cheek as he tightened a fist in Race’s shirt. “Don’t… I swear Kelly, I’ll—“

“No one is gonna hurt anyone, Delancey! Race brought blankets for Oscar, that’s all, I have ta get these clothes off of him before he freezes to death!” Jack hissed.

Morris tried to scowl through the fear, but he sniffled as tears began to freely fall down his cheeks. He shoved Race back as he lowered himself back down to his brother’s side. He slowly began to undress him, shoving Jack’s hands away when he tried to help. “Don’t touch him.”

Jack watched as Morris shakily unbuttoned Oscar’s vest. Oscar was trembling violently, his eyes trained on his big brother. “M-M… M-Mo—“

“It’s okay, we’re gonna get you warm,” Morris promised, stripping Oscar down to his undergarments until he could conceal the younger boy beneath some blankets. He then let Jack help wrap Oscar up in about seven blankets.

The other boys did as Jack had asked and soon Morris was holding fast to Oscar as Jack sat with them. Race was whispering with Albert about how poorly Morris had treated them after simply trying to help, but Jack knew better than that. Morris was scared. He wasn’t sure he remembered ever seeing Morris like this. “What happened?” he whispered finally.

The older boy scowled. “Some rich bastards think it’s funny ta push a kid into the Hudson.”

Jack bit his lip. “They hurt you too?”

“Don’t pretend like you give a shit, Kelly. I came here cause of Os, I wouldn’t have asked if I had anywhere else ta go. This don’t make us friends—“

“I get it, Delancey, Jesus Christ, I’m sorry I asked,” Jack insisted, standing up and walking over to his boys. “Get up ta bed. Now,” he said before turning back to the brothers who made his life a living hell. “Your welcome, I guess. Feel free ta leave whenever,” he muttered, headed towards the stairs.

But Morris looked down at Oscar and sighed. “Kelly,” he called, causing Jack to pause. “Thanks…”

Jack didn’t respond. He just sighed and rushed up the stairs.

Morris sniffled and hugged Oscar a little tighter as he tried to warm up the boy.

“Well… this was a shit night, huh?” Morris muttered to himself.

Oscar snored slightly and cuddled up a little more to his brother’s chest. Morris wasn’t exactly sure what to do. He’d never been the touchy feely type. But he managed to brush a hand over the boy’s hair and sniffle as he let out a long breath. “We’re okay…” he promised. “I’m so sorry, Ozzie, it’s gonna be okay…”

And he just kept repeating it over and over again, praying it was true.

#anonymous #anon #anon request #anon ask #newsies #newsies live #newsies musical #much love #newsies au #newsies fanfiction #Delancey redemption #oscar delancey #morris delancey #jack kelly #racetrack higgins #canon era #hypothermia #bullies

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somedayonbroadway · 26 days

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Hi! I've been watching WandaVision, and the next episode will be the last I think, so I was wondering if you could do a WandaVision AU?

Yeeeee this is such an old ask but I am rewatching the show because I love it so much.

Sorry for such a late reply, anon.

WandaVision AU

Jack Kelly as Wanda

David Jacobs as Vision

Racetrack Higgins as Ralph/Pietro

Crutchie Morris as Monica

Albert DaSilva as Jimmy Woo

JoJo as Darcy Lewis

Mike and Ike as Billy and Tommy

Joseph Pulitzer as Agatha

I absolutely love the idea of this AU. I debated for a very long time about who I wanted to make Wanda. It was between Jack and Race, as it often is, and I was leaning towards Race for a long time but I think Jack makes more sense in the part.

Jack would’ve grown up with his baby brother, Racer. The two of them lived in Sokovia when they were young, with their parents who were later killed by a missile while the kids were trapped in the debris for over two days, able to see what remained of their parents bodies. Unknown to them at the time, Jack was born with miraculous powers of a witch and is immensely powerful. When they were kids, Jack loved watching sitcoms to escape from the horrors of the world.

Jack grows fiercely protective of his brother after their parents are taken from them. The two of them grow up protesting against the industry that killed their parents until they are basically tricked into Hydra’s experiments of the Mind Stone. These experiments are painful to Jack, amplifying his magic that he was only acutely aware of. This mind stone also gives Race the power of speed and opens a psychic connection between Jack and Race so they can communicate without speaking, making them all that much closer and more dependent on each other. Of the hundreds of people taken into this experiment, Jack and Race are the only survivors.

When the head of that experiment asks the brothers to help fight against the avengers, Jack goes immediately to get revenge on who he deems responsible for his parents’ death. His role is planting nightmarish visions into the heads of his victims to lead to their downfall, whether that means weakening them and scaring them enough to attack or forcing them to kill themselves to end the nightmare. He then helps with the creation of Ultron, who he is lead to believe will bring lasting peace, however, among looking into the machine’s mind, Jack finds that Ultron is planning the extinction of humanity and convinces Race that they need to turn against him.

After seeking help from the avengers, specifically a very skilled archer by the name of Bryan Denton, a very scared and traumatized Jack fights back against Snyder, the man who forced experimental practices on him and his brother, and Ultron.

However, as Ultron is attacking Sokovia, and Jack is guarding what could be a machine of global destruction, Race, who is also taken under Denton’s wing, shields him from being shot while the man is trying to get a young child back to his mother. Race is shot six times and saves Denton’s life by sacrificing his own.

A physical pain takes over Jack when he senses the loss of his brother, who is really the only person he’s ever had. He is unable to breathe for a full minute before he goes after Ultron personally and manages to destroy him.

David, a version of technology that had been destroyed by Ultron and recovered, saves Jack’s life despite Jack walking back into the collapsing city to sit by his brother’s body.

Jack is invited to train with the avengers after this, despite the overwhelming grief and Davey grows closer and closer to him as he is learning how to be human and Jack is relearning how to live without a psychic connection with his brother.

Before long, Jack and David fall for each other and begin to live a life together, desperate to be a happy, normal couple, but as the fate of the world is threatened, are forced to come back and fight with the avengers.

However, Jack discovers that David’s soul is made of the very same stone that created Race’s powers and their psychic link and it is a stone that the world’s attacker is after.

Jack tries to remove us peacefully without hurting David, but as they run out of time, David assures him that he must take it and destroy it, which would surely kill him. After delaying as much as he could, Jack is forced to take the stone and crush it before the alien creature can get ahold of it. However, the time stone allows the alien to rewind time, kill David in front of Jack again, forcing Jack to watch his pain as he takes the stone and wins anyway.

Jack can only scream and hold the body of his love before he falls victim to The Blip and fades away to dust.

When Jack is brought back, Denton takes him in, knowing the kid had lost everything he’d ever had and known.

Then, one day, Jack wakes up in a life he’d always dreamed of, and can’t remember anything before. He is happily married with his husband, Davey and as far as he knows, that’s how it’s always been.

Jack had unknowingly released chaos magic and has painfully forced an entire society into playing roles in a real life sitcom. He tries to allow himself to be happy despite knowing that something is wrong. However, he is aware of his and his husband’s power.

After simply talking about having kids, Jack ends up pregnant, which is a complete shock to him, but doesn’t seem to surprise anyone else, other than David, as Jack shouldn’t be able to get pregnant. Yet after only a few days, he becomes fully pregnant, he gives birth to two identical twins, Michael and Isaac with the help of a neighbor named Charlie who walks with a limp and a cane. After delivering the babies, Charlie seems dazed and confused and asks Jack about Race dying at Ultron’s hand and David being killed in front of him twice, but to protect his new life, Jack telekinetically casts Charlie out of his carefully created world which Jack can recall only for a moment is the result of his own magical enslavement of the town.

After repairing his perfect home, Jack holds his sons and waits for David to come home. They only get to revel in the sight of their children for a short while before the children begin to rapidly age themselves up. Jack is amazed by this as Mike is revealed to have magic very similar to his own and Ike is a speedster just like Race. But as time continues and SWORD continues to try and disrupt Jack’s crafted reality, Jack exits his world to confront them, telling them that if they threaten his perfect world again, they will be sorry. Though Jack still isn’t aware of exactly how he created this world, he knows that everyone he needs is there and he won’t let anyone get in the way of that again.

He goes back home only to find David distraught as his husband has accidentally freed someone from Jack’s control and found that Jac is causing them immense pain. Jack starts explaining that he feels that same pain everyday and this is the only cure for that. Still David insists he stop, though he does tell Jack he loves him and he knows it will be hard.

Almost considering letting go, Jack is interrupted by a knock at the door, opening it to find none other than his baby brother waiting for him outside the door, looking happy and healthy and safe and Jack knows he can’t let that go.

Jack confides in Race, telling him he has no idea what he’s done. He can’t remember anything other than being alone, hurting and angry and all of the sudden, he was here where everyone he ever loved was.

Race comforts him, telling him that maybe it was a second chance.

But Jack can feel that something is wrong as David escapes the town to try and get help for the people, only resulting in starting to die. So Jack, feeling this, expands the boundaries of the town, retrapping Charlie and also getting Albert and JoJo.

Jack starts to lose control of the reality he created and Charlie tries to talk him down but Pulitzer, Jack’s next door neighbor who’d been his friend since beginning, takes him to his house where he reveals that he’s taken Mike and Ike and forces Jack to relive the moment where he took control of the town. The pain of reliving coming back and having no one brings Jack to his knees and he’s unable to lash out as Pulitzer reveals that Jack is the legendary Scarlet Witch, a reincarnation of a Witch that has been around since the beginning of time.

But as Pulitzer tells Jack he’s going to get rid of the kids because they’re not real, Jack fights back, feeling deep down that in some universe, those were his children.

While fighting, Pulitzer frees the town from Jack's hold, revealing to him that he’d accidentally trapped them inside their own grief and nightmares that they relived over and over again while playing their parts in his perfect world. Jack is horrified by this and loses control of his power again, nearly choking all the residents to death. He manages to stop himself and restore the town, letting the people go, but Davey and Race and Mike and Ike begin to disappear before his eyes. So he puts his hex back up in a desperate attempt to save his family.

As SWORD is able to rush into the town, Jack is able to take down Pulitzer by trapping him in his persona that he took in Jack’s dream. Charlie is able to talk Jack down and Jack is forced to say goodbye to his husband, brother and sons and promises Charlie to understand his powers.

Jack is distraught and seeks out the Darkhold that he begins to study.

However he begins to hear the screams of his two boys, Race and David and knows he can’t live without them…

Please please let me know if you wanna see anything written out from this AU!

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somedayonbroadway · 2 months

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Okay but Racetrack having a irrational fear of dogs. Even if there's just a stray on the street he's climbed up a tree just to avoid it. Most of the newsies find it funny. Jack tries to get him to come around by finding stray puppies for Race to pet. But it never goes as planned.

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somedayonbroadway · 2 months

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Hey can you write a sprace scene in the shadowhunters au?

Shadowhunters AU

Yes I can, but I have to be so honest, I never finished the series. This is a little baby scene that is based off of a scene I think I remember from the show.

Please let me know what you think!

Everything was a disaster. The building was nearly in ruins. Jack was bleeding, but okay, Katherine was helping Sarah up and David was drawing ruins on the severely injured. But Spot didn’t see Race. He looked around wildly when he realized it. “Where… where’s Race?” he asked.

David froze. “Uh… we split up. He was on the roof when—“

Spot was running before he could even stop himself. Jack called after him but Spot wasn’t listening. He couldn’t be listening. He just ran. He rushed to the roof, sword in hand as he called out. “Race! Tonio!” Nothing. No response. He looked around.

He wasn’t sure he’d ever felt like this before. Not when Katherine was hurting, not when Jack was nearly dead, he couldn’t ever recall this feeling, this pure panic. So he rushed back down into the building. Jack grabbed him by the arm. “Hey! Stop, are you hurt?”

“I can’t find him!” Spot yelled. His parabatai just took his hand.

“Hey, we’ll find him,” Jack insisted. “But first we need to assess things here—“

Spot shook his head, yanking away from the other man and grabbing his bow and arrow, running down to find the warlock. He slammed the doors open, looking around the abandoned church in a terror. “Tonio!” he called.

A hand came to touch his shoulder and Spot whirled around, crying out in relief when he saw those familiar blue eyes. He dropped his weapons, throwing his arms around the man before him. “H-hey,” Race whispered. “Spottie—“

“I-I thought—“ Spot tried, but he stopped himself, pulling away from the warlock a bit. “Y-you’re bleeding…”

Race reached up to touch his temple, finding that he was in fact bleeding. “It’s just a little cut, I’m okay… are you okay?”

Spot had tears in his eyes. He shook his head. “I’ve never been that scared before. Never. Not on any mission I’ve ever been on, but when I couldn’t find you, I…” He sniffled, shaking his head and pulling Race back into his chest. “Don’t ever do that again, okay?”

Race was stunned. But all he could do was look up at the man who held him. “Hey… I’m right here,” he promised. “Babe, you’re hysterical.”

“Don’t do that again, Antonio, I’m serious,” Spot insisted.

Race melted. “Hey, I’m not helpless. I’m not some mundane, okay? I’m a high warlock, I’m not easy to take down.” He took Spot’s cheeks in his hands. “Hey, look at me,” he coaxed, getting Spot to focus on him a bit more. “I’m okay,” he said again.

“I love you, Tonio,” Spot whispered.

That’s what made Race’s heart skip a beat. “What?” he squinted.

“I… I never wanna do that again. Please don’t scare me like that again,” Spot begged.

Race nodded and smiled. “I love you, Sean Conlon,” he whispered. “Let’s get you cleaned up, huh?”

“Just… don’t leave my side, okay?” Spot insisted.

Race gave him a small, sarcastic salute before Spot took his hand and led him back inside.

What a crazy night it had been.

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somedayonbroadway · 2 months

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This is super fun! All of these are ones that are new that I posted recently. All of them are for the Newsies Fandom

1. Bad Samaritan

“Race silently slipped in through the garage door.”

2. Going Home

“Jack wiped at the tears falling down his cheeks as he wrapped up his brother’s ribs, being very cautious of his whipped back.”

3. Thanksgiving Frensy

“The holidays were Racer's favorite time of year.”

4. Grooming

“Race was laying awake that night, watching Drake sleep beside him.”

5. Isolation

“The first thing Jack could feel was a pounding in his head.”

6. Math

“Spot noticed the little things Race did.”

7. Ghosts

“Jack was overwhelmingly busy.”

8. Do The Dance

“The beat was deafeningly loud, just like always.”

9. The Ballerina

“Race was shaking.”

10. Laced Drink

“Jack was out.”

Is there a pattern? Someone tell me.

Lol, please feel welcome to add on!

WRITING PATTERNS TAG GAME!!

Tagged by the amazing @father-salmon

Rules: list the first line(s) of your last 10 posted fics and see if there's a pattern!

1. Mail Order Russian Alpha

“I am sooo done putting up with you,” Sera scoffed, sending Dean one of her death glares.

2. Maitasuna

The Land of Ehiztari sits West.

3. Monster of my dreams

Dodging bullets in the forest while looking over an injured tree-lined creature was not how Dean pictured his first solo hunt to go.

4. Wishes do come true

Dean stared at the lamp he got for his bedroom two weeks ago.

5. No such thing as 'too old'

“Okay, never thought I’d say this, but I am too old for this,” Dean grunts out as his knees start to protest.

6. We are so trying that next time

“Dean– Mmmng. Are you…sure…about this?” Cas said, most words swallowed by his boyfriend's kisses.

7. Single bells

He notices the guy when he goes to the bar to get the next round of drinks for him and his friends. (CAS POV)

8. Fill my heart with love

It’s been over two months since the guy started showing up at the bakery. (DEAN POV)

9. Stab me senseless

When Anna decided to fall, she did it because she saw the corruption of her own kind.

10. Lap dance

“Wh-what are you doing?”

Aside for writing mostly Dean’s POV, I am not sure I have patterns, but I'll let you be the judge of that.

Gonna tag some peeps now, let's see...

@macy2me @reelnaturalfreak @anyreiart @hexentaenzerin @wolfiepyxie @imbiowaresbitch @mslilylashes @kingdumbass @hectatess @zationao3 @casblackfeathers @blondie20000 @dizzybunny-fan

(Consequently, all these fics can be found on my AO3 profile MalicMalic.😊)

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somedayonbroadway · 2 months

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Hey I was watching Leverage because of your fic, will you do a scene from when Park (Race) rescue a bunch of orphans? Or that episode in general? (Season 1 eps 6)

Leverage AU

I love this episode

Race ran towards Albert’s van, breathing hard as he kicked at the ground and shoved his fists in the pockets of his sweatshirt. “Racer!” Spot called behind him. “Hey—“

“I can’t just leave them there, Sean!” Race whimpered. “You have no idea what that’s like, h-how they live in that place! They treat those kids like vermin! You didn’t see them! You don’t know what that’s like—“

“Slow down, kid,” Spot hushed. “Hey… look at me, you are shaking…” he’d never seen the boy this worked up. He gently took the boy’s hands, but Race ripped away from him.

All Race could think about were all those little eyes looking at him, those hundred kids, waiting for him to do something, anything. They were on the ground, huddled together for warmth and Race didn’t do anything. He sniffled, pressing the heels of his hands into his eyes. “They don’t have anybody…”

“Race…” Spot whispered. “Hey, I know it musta been hard growin’ up—“ Race scoffed, shaking his head. “But you are not alone anymore,” he insisted. “You got people now. A family.”

“I got lucky,” Race whispered. “I escaped. Most of those kids will die before they turn seventeen because there’s not enough food and supplies to go around,” he insisted. “H-how am I supposed ta just leave knowing that’s gonna happen ta them?”

Spot sighed. “We need ta get you back,” he insisted. “We gotta get a game plan, okay? Just… breathe, we’ll figure this out.”

Race shook his head and climbed into the van, curling up and closing his eyes, trying to stop seeing those little faces.

But he couldn’t.

—

Race snuck through that building silently. He sniffled and slipped back into that room looking around at all of those faces again. He swallowed hard. “Come with me, I can help you,” he whispered.

None of those kids moved. Race cursed a bit under his breath. These kids didn’t speak English. He sniffled and tried to close his eyes and focus. “U-uh… um…” he slipped the translation book out of his pocket and tried to speak. “ne boj se… učiniću tvoj paradajz sjajnim—“ The kids all started laughing at that but Race just glanced at them and continued. “Molim te pođi sa mnom!” Please come with me. That’s what he was trying to say. He motioned for them to come, but none of the kids moved.

He bit his lip, glancing through the crack in the door. “Um… Häagen-Dazs?” he asked.

“Häagen-Dazs!” the kids yelled back in reply, immediately standing up and rushing to follow Race to the door.

The young man smiled at that, opening the door, only to freeze when he found a man standing outside. The man grabbed him by the neck and Race immediately slammed the door shut behind him as he was yanked out of the room. He started fighting immediately, kicking and punching like Spot had taught him. But when it all came down to it, Race knew this man was stronger than him.

Still, he fought as hard as he could until the man had him pinned up against the wall opposite the room. But when Race saw a little boy staring through the crack in the door, he felt the adrenaline rush through him and suddenly it was like he had the strength of a thousand Spots. He shoved the man off of him, jumping up to swing from a loose pipe and knocked the man down a flight of stairs.

Choking a bit, Race rushed back into the room. “Okay! It’s gonna be okay! Come with me,” he insisted, leading the kids down to try and get out of the building, but he stopped them when he saw five men downstairs, hovering over three boxes of deadly assault rifles. He turned to the kids in a panic, but when he saw a familiar face back behind them, he sighed in relief.

“Come on, Race,” Katherine insisted, motioning for the boy to follow her.

Race nodded. “Go on, follow her!” he insisted as they retreated. But when one of the kids coughed, Race froze, looking down at the men who were now looking back at him. “Shit…”

He rushed to stay behind the kids as a voice yelled around the building. “We have you surrounded!”

Race paled, running after Katherine and the kids as they made their way out the back. Katherine spoke to the kids, telling them to hurry.

“Quiet! They have armed guards at that door—“ Race tried, but was cut off by Spot shoving the door open with an unconscious man.

“No they don’t,” Katherine corrected, guiding the kids to a bus that Jack was driving around for them. “Help me get them in!”

Spot grabbed Race as he rushed to do so, pulling him close. “You n’ me need to have a long talk after this, kid,” he insisted before wrangling the kids into the bus. Race climbed onto the back of the vehicle.

Jack started driving them second he got the all clear, but when he saw three armed men running at him. Race gasped. “Why’re we stopping! Go, Jack!”

Jack didn’t. And when the men raised guns to shoot, Race stood at the back of that bus, ready to use his body to shield those kids. He braced himself when he heard the shots fire, gasping when he felt no pain. He looked down at himself to make sure he hadn’t been shot, before looking back at Katherine who shrugged. “Prop truck,” she winked. “You’d be surprised at how fast you can switch out real guns with fake ones.”

With that, Jack smirked as he began driving again. “You did good, kid. But for the love of everything holy, you never go off on your own again, understood?!” he yelled.

Race smiled as Spot helped him up into the bus. “Understood…” Albert looked up at him from the backseat. Race sighed. “How’d you find me?”

“Put a tracker in your shoes, ya slippery bitch,” Albert said.

Race smiled and looked back at Spot. “Thanks. For coming for me.”

“I told you… you got a team—“

“More than a team,” Race smiled at him.

Spot melted and let Racer sit down beside him.

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Happy Halloween, my friend! I would be ever so grateful if you were to do more of the ghost au, it is marvelous so far! I'm hooked already and I can't wait to see where it goes!

Ghost AU Part 1

Happy not so Halloween!

Me either. I have no idea what’s gonna happen next.

Race was running late. He had set five alarms and didn’t remember waking up to a single one of them. So he threw on a sweatshirt and some jeans and rushed downstairs to find his dad calmly braiding Smalls’s hair as she ate her oatmeal and watched cartoons. “Why didn’t you wake me up?!” Race cried to his father as shoved a poptart in his mouth and grabbed his backpack, slinging it over his shoulder in one swift motion. Only, his bag happened to be open, sending all kinds of papers and assignments all over the floor. The boy groaned as he bent down to pick them up.

With a sigh, Jack shook his head. “You know the rules, Racer,” he insisted. “I won’t always be there to wake you up and if you miss classes, that’s on you.”

The kid rolled his eyes as he shoved things back into his backpack, shaking his head, finally taking an actual bite of the pop tart in his mouth. But he paused when he saw a paper he didn’t recognize, full of words in a language he did not speak. “The fuck is this?”

“Watch your mouth,” Jack scolded loosely, finally finishing with his daughter's hair. “What is it?” he asked.

Hearing the stress in his dad’s voice, Race just shook his head and crumbled it up, throwing it on the table. Smalls grabbed it and started to play with it as Race quickly kissed Jack’s cheek. “Nothin’, prob’ly,” he assured. “Love you, bye,” he called before he ran out the door to catch the train.

Jack sighed, tying off Smalls’s hair. He sniffled kissed the girl’s head. “You ready for daycare, baby?” he asked.

Smalls shrugged and yawned a bit. “Do I have to?” she asked.

“Yes, sweet girl, daddy’s gotta work today, so you gotta go ta daycare,” Jack stated, taking her now empty bowl and tossing it in the sink. “Come on, get your coat,” he urged.

But Smalls wasn’t listening. She was too busy running her finger over the words on the paper Race had found in his backpack. She hummed an old lullaby to herself as she read it, a smile forming on her face as she looked up and saw David in the doorway. “The man’s back!” she said gleefully.

Jack squinted. “Whaddya mean, baby?” he asked, looking towards where the little girl was pointing. He froze when he saw a man standing in the doorway of his daughter’s bedroom. He jumped back with a small cry, grabbing Smalls and holding her to his chest. “Who’re you?! What the hell are you doing?!”

“Daddy, it’s David!” Smalls giggled.

Jack was horrified. He grabbed a knife. “Get out of my house!” he screamed. The man didn’t seem bothered by his threat. He only stepped back into the room. So Jack rushed after him. “Hey!” He shoved the door to his daughter’s room wide open, freezing when he found it empty.

Smalls hummed in disappointment. “You scared him!” she said.

Jack rushed to the window, making sure it was locked. Then he set his little girl on the bed and began to check the room for any points of entry. When he found none, he turned back to her and held her hands. “Hey… that man, how does he get in, Saraya?”

Smalls shook her head. “He don’t. He lives here, like us,” she insisted.

Jack shook his head. “Baby, what does he do? Does he try to hurt you?”

“No, David’s nice. The bad man tries to hurt David though—“

“The bad man?” Jack asked, clearly in a panic. “Okay… hey, ya know what? We’re staying home today. Go watch your cartoons, honey, it’s alright,” he insisted, letting Saraya bound off back into the living room.

Jack’s heart was beating so fast he wasn’t sure he could keep up. He glanced to the window again, reaching for his phone. He dialed three little numbers before holding the thing to his ear. “Yeah, I’d like to report a break in.”

He looked over to his little girl sitting on the couch, happily watching cartoons and put a hand over his mouth, confused and concerned.

When he walked back out into the living room and kitchen, he looked down at that piece of paper on the counter. He paused when he saw what was written. “Help me, help me, help me, help me…” It was written over and over again. He glanced at his baby and then back to the paper, taking the thing and crumbling it up, about to toss it into the garbage before he stopped. Instead he tossed it onto the counter and walked over to his daughter, holding her close as he waited for the police.

Something was definitely not right here.

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somedayonbroadway · 2 months

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oooh, have you done a full house/fuller house au?

I grew up on Full House. I loved this show growing up, but I never watched Fuller House because it broke my heart that someone I grew up looking up to ended up being a homophobe and I just couldn’t support her work. But I love the original show, I think it’s so wholesome and fun.

So without further ado:

Full House AU

The Three Amigos

Specs as Danny Tanner

Specs is a young dad of three. His wife unfortunately passed away not so long ago and he was left with three sons who he just didn’t know how to take care of on his own. He has PTSD and severe depression and has to call in recruitments to help him raise his children because he doesn’t know how to move forward on his own.

Jack Kelly as Jesse Kastopolis

Jack is Specs’s brother-in-law. His sister and him had never really been close, but he loved his nephews. It’s not even Specs who calls for his help. It’s Race. Jack is very young, only nineteen when his sister dies, a high school drop out, someone who is known for running away from his problems and making a mess and now a second father to three boys who need him.

Katherine as Joey Gladstone

Katherine is Specs’s best friend who immediately runs to his side when he is having a hard time. She’s an up and coming author and comedian and does her best to help raise the young kids. She also happens to fall for Jack and they end up with an oopsie pregnancy which results in two little boys and a whole lot of drama.

The Kiddos

Racetrack Higgins as DJ Tanner

He’s the oldest son. He’s a trouble maker. Specs is always scared he’ll end up just like Jack and when Jack and Race get really close it just worries him even more. Race is rebellious and misses his mom so much more than he can explain but he loves his family more than anything and ultimately does anything he can to make them happy.

Crutchie Morris as Stephanie Tanner

Crutchie is the middle brother. He’s always sort of torn between everyone because he’s always the last one to know everything. He’s very close to Race and knows a lot of what Race is going to do before anyone else. He is very similar to his father.

Romeo as Michelle Tanner

Romeo is the baby, just a toddler when he loses his mom so he never really gets to know her. He grows up with a bigger family than his big brothers had. He is truly the baby of the family and is spoiled rotten.

Others

Albert DaSilva as Kimmy Gibbler

David Jacobs as Rebecca Donaldson

Spot Conlon as Steve Hale

Mike and Ike as Alex and Nicky

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Umbrella Acadamy Au plz?

The Umbrella Academy AU

I love this AU. Please let me know if you’d like to see anything else from this!

It was quiet in the house. It was always quiet in this house now. Ever since Race. Then Albert. They weren’t rowdy kids anymore. Sometimes Specs wished they were. He wished he could make time turn back, go back to when Race was still around, a spitfire challenging dad at every turn. When Albert was still trying to convince them that violence couldn’t always be the answer.

He sighed, shaking his head as he looked around for old memories. Dad was dead. Just like that. It couldn’t be possible. That man was indestructible. He was untouchable and yet, he was gone and all of his children were at each other’s throats trying to figure out if they cared or not.

Maybe they shouldn’t. But Specs did. He loved his father. Maybe everyone else had their reasons to hate him, but it didn’t change the fact that William Snyder was still their dad, cruel or not.

When the young man came across an old record player, he smiled, glancing up at the vent it sat beside. And just like he had done in the old days, he let it play, sending a song all throughout the house, knowing it could be heard in every room. He smiled to himself and started dancing a little bit.

The memories used to make him sad, angry even, but now he could only look back and smile at the dance parties they’d used to have. He could remember the way the seven of them huddled together and jumped and spun around. He could remember Race running through portals and Albert laughing and trying to catch him with his tentacles. He could remember Jack’s real smile, the one he effortlessly gave without the cheap booze or awful pills and powder. Crutchie would climb on his back and let him spin him around. Katherine would gracefully whirl around them like a little goddess.

That was until their father ordered them to stop making so much goddamn noise.

Specs wiped at the tear on his cheek. What he would give to see his family, whole one more time…

But his thoughts were halted when something outside began to screech and whirl. The lights went out. He could hear the commotion of his siblings, crying out as everything metal in his room stuck to the walls.

“Daddy?!” he heard Jack scream.

So he rushed downstairs, finding that Crutchie, Spot, Jack and Katherine were all rushing to the back garden to see what was happening. “The hell?” Specs whispered.

The five of them stared up at the big blue thing hovering above them. Jack only stood of a moment as the thing crackled and thrashed before he rushed inside, grabbing the biggest thing he could find and rushing past them. “Watch out!” he yelled, throwing a fire extinguisher into the thing. It disappeared into the blue monstrosity.

“The hell is that gonna do?” Katherine demanded.

“You have a better idea?” Jack asked, looking loopy and defeated.

“It’s gotta be some kind of black hole!” Spot yelled.

“Jack, get away from it!” Specs demanded, yanking his brother behind him. Jack stumbled to the ground as Spot pulled Katherine close to his side and Crutchie limped to help his brother up. “It could be some sort of anomaly!”

“I don’t care what it is! How do we get rid of it?!” Crutchie yelled, pulling Jack to his feet.

“Wait! Wait!” Spot yelled. “Wait, I see something!”

That was all that could be said a small body fell from the thing and it the ground face first and all of the sudden the sun was shining again the buzzing and whirring came to a halt, the whatever it was disappearing before their eyes, leaving them with what looked to be a young teen, groaning and trying to stand.

No one moved. Not for a long time. Not till that little body that had fallen from the sky managed to shakily push himself up.

Jack stared intently. “Wait… wait, nobody speak,” he said, focusing hard. “Oh my god, is that little number five? Guys! I did it! I can see him! How’s the afterlife, buddy—?”

“Jack,” Crutchie whispered, making Jack turn to him. It took the other man a moment to understand before he turned back to the boy in front of them. “He’s real…”

The boy squinted up at them, looking down at his lanky form and then back to them. He looked around at his five siblings, a suit hanging off of his body as it was far too big for him. Then he sighed before a cry fell from his lips.

“Shit!”

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the office au: crime-aid with medda comforting spot on the whole race situation :))

The Office AU

Love this. Made it a bit more angsty than the tv show, but i feel like Sprace demands angst and I’ve been watching Hazbin Hotel on repeat and need more whump and angst in my life.

Spot was really focused on his computer as he listened to the sound of phones ringing all around him. Nothing was on his computer. Just the standard background that came with the company and unopened apps perfectly placed in alphabetical order on the side. He’d been up all night again, plotting the demise of the world’s worst paper salesman that sat five feet away from him who had somehow managed to lure an angel into an engagement with him.

In fact the thoughts were still whirling through his head. He did have a large cleaver hidden in the tiles above his head. He smiled as he thought about how it would feel to chop the man’s hand clean off.

The thought was halted when an off-white envelope was waved in front of his face. “And one for you, Spottie-Dottie,” Albert sang with a bit of a baby-ish tone. Spot despised the way the man spoke to him.

The man tore the envelope from the man’s hand. “What is this?” he growled, ripping the thing open and freezing when he saw the linen cardstock inside.

“Your Save-The-Date, my good man,” Albert states with a British accent before moving on, not noticing how Spot’s lip hung open ever so slightly as he walked away.

“You set a date?” Spot whispered, his eyes wandering over to the most beautiful accountant in the corner.

Those blue eyes darted away from him the moment Spot made eye contact. Race was chewing on his lip, like he did when he was worried. It was adorable. Spot loved to kiss him when he did that, promising him there was nothing to worry about. He watched the other man concentrate on a sheet in front of him, but the lip biting didn’t stop.

Unable to stop it, Spot just looked back down at the invitation in his hand, running his fingers over the name printed in silver at the top. Anthony Isaac Higgins. He didn’t notice Medda looking over his shoulder with soft eyes, seeing how completely helpless he felt.

He grabbed his pocket knife and a piece of wood from his desk before marching into the break room and beginning to hack at the thing, trying to breathe. None of this made any sense. He couldn’t understand it. Albert was a buffoon. He was nothing. He’d never had any hardship. He’d grown up with everything, but Spot had worked for what he had. He’d made sacrifices. He could protect Race. He could be everything Race would ever need.

Medda sighed as she made herself a cup of tea. “What’re you doin’, honey?”

“Making a knife,” Spot spat at her sharply.

“Makin’ a knife with a knife?” Medda asked skeptically.

“You got a better way?!” Spot snapped. But when he looked up at her, he softened a bit, shaking his head. “Just don’t.”

“You know I know,” Medda insisted. “You could just… talk about it with me instead of pretending like you’re at it alone, like you always do…”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Spot growled.

Medda nodded. “Okay,” she said, sitting back down and flipping through her magazine as she sipped her tea. “You know, my husband—“

“He introduced me ta so many things,” Spot said. “Sign language, people watching… presents just because you wanna show someone you’re thinking about them.” That made Medda melt a little bit. She wasn’t sure she’d ever heard Spot say something that sweet. “I just don’t get it,” he continued quietly.

“What?”

Spot finally looked over at her, shaking his head with a small shrug. “Why is he marrying Albert?” His voice wavered a bit, almost sounding like he was, well… heartbroken.

For Medda it wasn’t a mystery. So she let out another sympathetic sigh and shrugged. “Well… Anthony isn’t really a risk taker,” she explained. “And Albert’s not much of a risk.”

Spot sniffled a bit and ran his sleeve down his face. He shook his head. “I could protect him.”

“I don’t think he doubts that, honey,” Medda whispered. “Why don’t we go for a walk?”

Spot scowled a bit but nodded, grabbing his lunch and waiting for Medda to do the same before they made their way down to a bench outside the building. It was where Spot always went if he needed a quiet place to be alone from these idiots. But today, he needed to talk.

“Ya know, he was the one who asked me out?” Spot said.

Medda raised her eyebrow at that. “Really? I wouldn’t have ever guessed that,” she admitted.

“He puts on this front, like… like he’s reserved an’ all that, but… he loves ta be loud and crazy and when we would go back to his place, he’d take his hearing aid out and when he’d try to talk to me, he’d basically start screaming and he wouldn’t even care.”

A smile spread on Medda’s face at that. She nodded, just letting Spot continue.

“He’s got this thing he does with his tongue when he’s really focused on something. And when he gets excited, he’ll literally bounce up and down like a little kid, it’s so cute,” Spot insisted. “And I love him, Medda… I didn’t know what love was before him, but now I look at him and I know I’m gonna be loving him for the rest of my life…”

Those were the words that really hit Medda hard. “That’s hard,” she admitted. “I’m really sorry, Sean—“

“Thanks for listening,” Spot said suddenly before he stood and left. Medda didn’t try to stop him. She just watched him leave and then looked down at the sandwich he’d left behind.

Well, he didn’t seem to be eating it.

—

They’d been robbed. The whole place. Some idiot left the door unlocked and now, Race’s backup heading aid was missing. He was trying not to be stressed about it but his hands were shaking now because his batteries were also gone and his hearing aid was dying. He could see Oscar trying to get his attention, but he couldn’t hear a word he was saying. It was all a jumbled, muffled mess. He tried to read the man’s lips, shaking his head and trying to make him see that he couldn’t understand.

Someone touched his shoulder. Race whirled around to find Jack standing behind him, still trying to talk to him, but Race shoved at him, yanking his dead hearing aid out of his ear and getting overstimulated and overwhelmed. He had tears in his eyes as he realized everyone was watching him. He looked around for anything safe, for the only other man who he knew he could be safe with, but someone else stepped into his eye line.

Albert smiled at him, not attempting to speak, just gently taking his face in his hands and signing the word “okay” to him, over and over again until Race rushed into his chest, letting Albert hold him in front of everyone because he just couldn’t handle this.

And from across the room, Spot scowled and turned to Medda. “Elevators, now!” he hissed. Before she could even respond, he was already heading to the hallway and all she could do was follow.

She let him take her into the elevator before he forcibly pressed the Door Close button. Then he turned to her, clearly hurt and frustrated. “I know he loves me, Medda. I know he does! He doesn’t need that idiot!”

“Then give him an ultimatum,” Medda insisted. “It’s either you or him. Not both.”

“You think that’ll work?”

“I think it’s the only way you’ll know for sure what his priorities are,” Medda said, getting off the elevator when the doors opened. Then she paused. “Wait, this isn’t our floor— Sean—“ she called as the doors closed on her.

—

Race was finally calmer now, having washed his face in the bathroom. He was trying to get back to his desk, when Spot stepped in front of him. “Can you hear me?” the man asked.

The blond nodded. “Yes. Oscar ran out and got me new batteries—“

“Good, cause I’m only gonna say this once,” Spot said. “You can either end your engagement with that singing moron and date me, or what we have, the secret meetings, the late nights, all of that, gone.”

Race was stunned. He stared at Spot with his mouth agape as he shook his head, looking down. “I don’t know what you mean—“

“Don’t play dumb with me, monkey,” Spot insisted. “You have until six fourteen pm.”

Race sniffled and shoved past him, rushing to return to his desk.

—

When Spot’s stopwatch went off later that day at exactly six fourteen, he looked over to the only person in the world he’d ever loved to find them looking straight at a red headed man who was completely clueless to the world. The auction happening in the background became loud and irritating as Spot rushed from the room, kicking at the door on his way out.

When he came back, he grabbed Medda’s wrist. “Come with me, someone slashed all your tires,” he said.

So Medda stood immediately and rushed out behind him, following him to the parking lot and finding that her tires were actually all flat, but the air had just been let out. “Spot, did you actually let the air out of my tires—?”

“He chose Albert,” Spot insisted, sounding out of breath like he’d circled the building nine times. “What now?”

Medda’s heart broke a bit. “You move on, sweetie—“

“Okay, I’ve moved on,” Spot stated, sounding desperate. “Now how do I get him back?”

Medda stepped towards him and gently took his hand. “Honey… I’m sorry,” she whispered. “You deserve to be with someone who wants to be with you—“

“That’s it? That's all your advice?” Spot demanded.

Medda didn’t respond. She could only shrug. “I’m sorry, Spot. It’s time to find someone who will love you the way you’ve loved him.”

Spot stared at her for a moment before he shook his head and started to walk away. Then he turned around, eyes on the floor. “Thanks, Medda…” he muttered, before he rushed away.

He didn’t know what he’d do next, but at least he knew he wasn’t alone. Not completely.

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hello! random but i've been reading your stuff since 2018 and it's so incredible seeing how much you've grown as a writer. i have always really looked up to you as a writer and it's so wonderful that you're still creating and making content :) have a lovely day!

Hi! That means so much to me, you have no idea! I love writing Newsies fics so much, I love you guys so much, I really appreciate all of you who still come back to read my stuff.

I hope you have the best day!

#anonymous

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Newsies Rent AU?

I do love this idea.

Let me know what you think!

Rent AU

Crutchie Morris as Mark Cohen

David Jacobs as Roger Davis

Jack Kelly as Mimi Marquez

Spot Conlon as Tom Collins

Racetrack Higgins as Angel Dumott Schunard

Katherine Plumber as Maureen Johnson

Sarah Jacobs as Joanne Jefferson

Benjamin Coffin III — Morris Delancey

Okay, but why am I actually obsessed?

Crutchie as a film maker who is watching all of his friends get sick and start dying. David as an angsty song writer, Jack as a crackhead stripper, Spot as a rebellious genius, Race as a gender-fluid drag queen, Katherine as an eccentric performer, Sarah as her manager, Morris as the asshole that ditched Davey and Crutchie and also dated Jack and probably treated him like absolute shit.

I love this AU. I think Crutchie dates Katherine and then Kath met Sarah through Crutchie’s roommate, Davey and left him but Crutchie isn’t sure he ever loved her to begin with.

Race is the only person Spot sees as worthy of fighting for. Spot is normally someone who just likes to mess around, but Race isn’t just some fuck buddy, he’s the love of Spot’s life and Spot is the love of Race’s life.

Jack is just a huge mess which I absolutely love.

Let me know if you wanna see more of this AU!

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Okay but imagine this dialogue between Race and Jack; “You shouldn’t do this.” “I don’t have a choice” “This isn’t you Jack, you don’t do stuff like this” “He hurt you Tyler. He made you scared and afraid, I can’t even hug you damnit! It’s his fault, and I’ll make sure he damn well knows it” “Even if you find him then What?? Are you just just gonna kill him? Cold blooded? Gunshot to the forehead? Knife across his throat?” “No,” Jack turns to look at Race. “That’s too peaceful”

Okay so... I love this. I hope you don’t mind, I wrote into a little scene. I changed a bit of the phrasing, but not too much. I hope you like it!

Race was gripping onto his brother’s arm as tightly as he could. But Jack was stronger than him. He always had been. “Jack, please! You shouldn’t do this!” he begged as Jack ripped away from him.

The blond boy had tears rushing down his face. But Jack didn’t turn to meet his gaze. He was too focused. “I don’t have a choice,” he growled, grabbing his black leather jacket and shrugging it on. He grabbed a hold of a small firearm and hid it at his hip. His pocket knife was next.

The boy shook his head. “This isn’t you, Jack! You don’t do stuff like this!” he tried to reason.

He didn’t know what to do. Nothing he did was right. Nothing he could ever do was right.

Jack didn’t respond to him.

Race let out a small whine. And he reached for his brother’s arm again, desperate to pull him back, to calm him down. To do something. “Jackie, please—“

Finally, Jack whirled around. Race flinched. But Jack’s anger wasn’t directed at him. He knew it wasn’t directed at him. “He hurt you, Tyler.” The words were harsh and full and angry. Jack’s hands were shaking. “He traumatized you.” It was then that the man began to sound hopeless. Race could see the angry tears in his normally calm, forest green eyes. “Dammit, kid... I can’t even hug you…”

Tyler just looked down in shame, as if he could help that. Jack knew he couldn’t.

So the young man shook his head. “It’s his fault… and I’ll make sure he damn well knows it.” The low growl in his voice crept back up his throat as he turned back to grabbing a flashlight.

Desperation gripped at Tyler’s chest. “Okay… so you find him…” the boy stated, his voice breaking as he suggested the hypothetical end to this story. He shrugged. “Then what?” Jack slowed at the question. So Race continued. “Are ya just gonna kill him? In cold blood? Gunshot to the head? Knife across his throat?”

“No…” It was for only a moment that Race thought he might be getting through to the man. Then Jack turned to him. The scowl was clear on his face as his guardian glared at the wall beside him. “That’s too peaceful for him.”

Tyler shook his head. He could hardly breathe. “Jack, please… please don’t do this…” Jack didn’t stop. In fact, he headed towards the door. But Tyler was quick. He rushed towards it and slammed it back shut, just as the man was opening it. And, without truly thinking about it, he threw his arms around his brother. Jack was clearly stunned. Tyler didn’t let go. The boy felt nauseous. He could feel hands crawling on him. Even before Jack’s came down on his back. “Please… I’m… I’m huggin’ you… please… please just hold me n’ stay with me n’ don’t go out there…” he whimpered, curling a fist into the back of Jack’s shirt.

Jack felt a tear run down his cheek. He took in a shuddering breath at the weight against his chest. A familiar weight he hadn’t felt in so long. Cautiously, he moved to wrap the boy up, only allowing himself to be vaguely aware of the manipulation Tyler was using. Tyler had always been really good at distracting him. He knew Race wasn’t ready for this.

But he couldn’t pass up the opportunity to hold this child.

Even if only for a moment.

A moment before Jack dropped a loving kiss onto those blond curls and pulled away, looking down into those teary, terrified blue eyes. “I love you…” he breathed. “More than anything…”

Race knew what that meant. “Jack… please…” he begged again. But Jack shook his head and pressed one more gentle kiss to the boy’s cheek before he turned and made his way to the door. “No! Jack, stop!” Jack didn’t. “Please! He took everything from me, Jackie! Don’t let him take you too!”

The man paused at that. But he didn’t turn back. He let out a breath.

And then he walked out the door.

And all Race could do was sob.

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David Jacobs saying "I love you at every given opportunity because he knows what it's like to almost lose someone you love x Jack Kelly struggling to say "I love you" because he knows what it's like to lose someone you love

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Shazam Newsies Au...? I don't know if you'll do it cause it's incomplete but I just thought I'd ask.

Hahahaha I still haven’t seen the second movie, but I love the idea of this AU!

Shazam AU

Jack Kelly as Billy

Jack is a foster kid, seventeen and struggling. He’s run away from countless places and is known for being “lazy and difficult”. He’s constantly looking for his mother, who lost him at a carnival when he was five years old and he believes she’s been looking for him too all this time. He gets put in a new foster home, which he runs away from and accidentally gains powers that turn him into a full grown man who also happens to be a superhero.

Crutchie Morris as Feddy

Crutchie is a disabled kid and Jack’s new foster brother who is obsessed with superheroes. He immediately just wants to be Jack’s friend and has a quip for every occasion.

Smalls as Darla

Smalls is a curious and well meaning little girl, Jack’s new baby foster sister. She is loud and enthusiastic and loves to get up in all her foster brothers business all the time.

Specs as Mary

Specs is the oldest of the foster siblings, nearly eighteen and he is the academic of the group. He is trying to defy the odds of growing out of the foster system by getting into the best schools and becoming a huge success rather than being homeless or becoming an addict like so many who age out.

Albert DaSilva as Eugene

Albert is the gamer of the family. He is constantly online and he loves to teach Smalls how to play games. He is a fly on the wall because everyone always thinks he’s too focused to be listening so he knows all the gossip.

Racetrack Higgins as Pedro

Race is mute. He came from a very bad house before this one and he has a lot of eating problems and refuses to engage with new people, but he is very protective of the people who get past his walls. He loves his new family.

Honorable Mentions:

Medda as both Rosa and Victor

Snyder as Dr. Thaddeus Sivana

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