#the refuge

[baura-bear]

I think the reason Jack got so good at drawing is because after his first few times in the refuge he just couldn’t ever sleep and he’d stay up all night needing something to do other than stare at a wall so he started scribbling and eventually that turned into doodles which turned onto sketches which turned into drawings and then one day his penthouse was covered in drawings of friends and family that he could look at as he went to sleep to remind himself that he was safe

#jack kelly #newsies musical #newsies #newsies headcanons #the refuge

[daveysjackie]

You guys do not understand.

In the UK production of Newsies, after Crutchie slaps the handcuffs on Snyder, he stands there and watches him being taken away.

The scene moves on but he does not. He stands there for the longest time, watching Snyder being taken away.

And it breaks my heart. Every. Single. Time.

#newsies #west endsies #crutchie newsies #crutchie morris #crutchie #uksies #newsies uk #the refuge

[alberts-leg-of-lamb]

To add onto a post I did a few days ago:

The Albert in my mind was childhood best friends with the Delancey brothers.

When he ran away from home, he never saw them again.

He and Race got sent to the refuge about a year before the strike, and he reunited with “Os and Mo”. He refused to call them the Delancey brothers, but quickly got angrier and angrier when the brothers wouldn’t talk to him and just treated him like any other kid there.

While Albert was angry, he was rebellious and fought to protect other boys in the refuge.

That’s when the brothers got word from higher ups to permanently silence Al. And while they beat him up they hit a part of his head that messed up his hearing for that ear.

Albert was way more emotionally hurt than physically, but from that day on he called them the Delancey brothers.

#albert dasilva #albert newsies #newsies fandom #newsies hc #newsies #newsies albert #the refuge #the delancey brothers #oscar delancey #morris delancey #racetrack higgins

[raggedy-albert]

new headcanon based on an ask i got

al knew the delancey brother before they were the delancey brothers. he knew oscar and morris. their dads were friends, and they hung out a lot. in fact, they practically grew up together.

then al’s mom dies. and so do the brothers’ parents. al’s dad becomes abusive so he decides he’s done with it. he runs away. he doesn’t know where he’s going, but it’s anywhere other than his house.

he lives on the streets for a while. he gets used to stealing and tricking people, begging and being starving. he hates it, but it’s better than being with his dad. he sees some people that stick out to him at one point or another just to keep him sane. a lanky, blonde kid selling newspapers, or a girl with pretty brown eyes.

then, he gets caught. he was too slow one day. he was getting desperate and he needed to eat. the cops caught him and he got tossed into the refuge. he was scared to death, still hungry, and angry.

he thought things couldn’t get any worse, until he saw oscar and morris. he went up to them and he was so happy to see two familiar faces, except they looked a little different. it had been a while since the three had seen each other, and they all had changed. the delanceys looked like they were so exhausted with life, but also much harsher. their eyes were colder and had no emotion in them. al took no notice. he thought they were in the refuge with him, but they weren’t. he went up to them and the first two things he said were 1. it’s so so good to see you and 2. how are you guys doing, are you alright?

they didn’t react. their faces stayed frozen. they pretended they didn’t know him, like he was just another kid passing through. a nuisance.

he didn’t know who they had become yet, though, so he got angry. he raised his voice a little bit and he shoved one of them. they swung back at him. he was so shocked he just stood there, holding his newly bruised face.

that night he was punished, and he truly learned why so many kids were terrified of the refuge.

from then on, “oscar n morris” became “the delancey brothers”.

#newsies #livesies #albert dasilva #albert newsies #newsies headcanons #newsies albert #ralbert #racetrack higgins #race newsies #oscar newsies #morris newsies #oscar delancey #morris delancey #the delancey brothers #the refuge

[thatsallshewrot3]

Newsies Prompts!

(I do love a good Jack/Davey story, but I have nothing against Jack/Katherine. Also these mostly revolve around the musical story line)

Let me know if y’all use these prompts or if you have any fic recommendations!

-The newsies go looking for Jack when he’s locked in basement and find him chained/beaten up

-Jack starves himself so the others can eat and people start to notice

-Jack suffers with depression or sh

-Jack gets hurt in the refuge and the others rescue him

-Jack takes crutchies place in the refuge and he gets hurt

-Jack starts do illegal things (secret fights, drugs, prostitution, etc.) to make more money to feed the newsies

-Jack goes mute after a traumatic event

-Jack stuck inside a burning building after running in to save Les, who unknown to Jack was already out

-Jack gets arrested and the newsies are at the hearing and eventually save him from the refuge

-what if in order to lower the price of papes Jack made a deal to do some illegal activities for Pulitzer?

-jack kidnapped

-s*icidal jack (maybe the newsies take shifts watching him and trying to help him)

-Jack struggles with addiction

Im here for all the angst 😅 I would love to see these with a modern twist on them too!

#newsies #newsies broadway #jack kelly #davey jacobs #les jacobs #katherine pulitzer #Disney newsies #newsies prompts #newsies fanfic #newsies jack kelly #fanfic prompt #angst prompt #hurt/comfort #Jack Kelly fanfic #the refuge #newsies fanfiction #fanfiction #angsty #please write this #hurt prompt #prompt #angst with a happy ending #javid newsies #javid #spot conlon #newsies on broadway #newsies angst #newsies au

[onemorestrangeronthestreet]

Guys do you think Spot Conlon (or the other Brooklyn newsies) had to spend time in the refuge at some point

Or was it "exclusively" just Manhattan newsies

#newsies #brooklyn girlsies #brooklyn newsies #the refuge #spot conlon

[i-didnt-do-1t]

Jack going to the refuge after Snyder’s arrested, once it’s closed down, finding a rusted door round the back that he can pull open to wonder around inside, it’s not all that different from what it was like when it was opened, the meagre scattering of things all left and abandoned, metal bed frames rusted and dirty sheets chewed through by rats

he goes down to solitary, his cell in a lot of ways, runs his fingers over his name carved on the wall, finds it weird that he can open the door from the inside when he wants to leave

He goes to Snyder’s office, the room they were rarely allowed in unless they were brought there, the desk is still covered in dust covered papers, Snyder’s cain is still leaning against the wall in the corner of the room.

#newsies #jack kelly #the refuge

[jackmkelly]

the fact that jack wasn’t caught red handed stealing but instead trafficking what he stole keeps me up at night.. who watched him get dragged away by snyder of all people.. which one of the kids saw the fear in his eyes and didnt know if that was the last time theyd ever see jack kelly alive again

#newsies #newsies uk #jack kelly #the refuge #snyder newsies

[sparkedblaze]

Oops I dropped this

The Irony of Refuge

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The immediate aftermath of one of the trans newsies' visits to Snyder's office. - T/W: Homophobia, transphobia, transmisogyny, period-typical attitudes/bigotry, implied s/a, abuse

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New fic from my fucked up lil head

Mwah ily

Please heed warnings

Also I'm just realizing that I switched tenses

So I'm just gonna 🙂

It's fine

I'm fine

#sparky writes #newsies #livesies #92sies #bumlets #tommy boy #bumlets newsies #tommy boy newsies #warden snyder #snyder newsies #the refuge #the refuge newsies #sparkedblaze

[ethereal-bumble-bee]

Don’t Be Surprised- Specs

Summary- Specs goes to deliver some bad news to Crutchie.

Specs shielded his face against the rain as he stumbled along the narrow road, nearly blinded by the drops of water but still able to see a single speck of light from a street lamp, guiding him through the alleyways. His arms and legs hurt- everything hurt- but he merely gritted his teeth and walked on, not stopping until he saw the place of his nightmares in the distance.

The Refuge. Specs was one of few newsies who’d never been caught within its walls; he was one of the lucky ones. He’d always considered it some sort of mythical creature, looking to ensnare anyone who got too close to its gaping jaws, searching for the weakest of a bunch and trapping them. Jack had been there, Race had been there- god, nearly everyone he knew except himself had served a month or two- and they only had one word to describe it.

Hell.

Swallowing the nervousness that piled up in his throat, choking his voice, Specs began to climb the rickety fire escape on the side of the building. The window was locked, of course it was, and as he reached into his pocket to pull out a makeshift lock pick, he heard a sound coming from inside.

Sucking in a quick breath, ducking down, Specs prayed he wasn’t visible to anyone passing by. He stayed there, not daring to move or breathe, until he heard a voice whisper above him.

“Psst! Specs!”

Glancing up, he met the bruised and broken face of Crutchie, whose eyes had lit up as soon as their gazes made contact. Forcing a smile that felt like more of a grimace, Specs stood and gathered the boy in a hug.

“Crutchie,” he said, taking in Crutchie’s battered form. “It’s nice to see you, bud.”

“You too.” Crutchie picked at a loose splinter on the windowsill. “So, any news of the strike?”

Specs’s heart went cold as he remembered why he was there. “Since I was last here, there’s been… changes.” He watched Crutchie’s face fall as he relayed the news of Jack’s scabbing, of the rally that had failed so badly and dashed any hope of winning for the newsies.

“So, Davey’s taken over?” Crutchie asked, his voice low and wobbling. Specs nodded, unable to meet his eye.

“I’m sorry, Crutch,” he muttered. “Jack’s run off with the money now- he’s gone.”

Crutchie just stood for a second, breathing shallow, the look of disbelief almost too much to bear. “Leave,” he commanded, almost too softly to hear.

“I’m sorry?”

“I said, leave.” Crutchie’s voice was low, full of tears yet boiling over with anger. “Ain’t no use for you bein’ here if the strike’s finished.”

“I can’t leave you,” Specs argued. “What if… what if he hurts you worse now that there ain’t no one to save you?”

Crutchie laughed, cruel and sharp. “Ha! If he wants to hurt me, let ‘im. What’s one kid in the grand scheme of things? We lost, Specs. We’re done.”

Fighting back the urge to yell at him, to beg him to stay, Specs lifted his head, tears stinging the back of his eyes. “Don’t lose hope, Crutchie,” he said, trying to imitate the confidence Jack had always shown. “We’ll get ya out of here.”

“Sure you will.” Crutchie glared down at him. “But don’t be surprised if you can’t.” He slammed down the window, barely missing Specs’ fingers, and the bespectacled newsie barely heard the cry of fear and anger that followed.

Turning on his heels, Specs walked quickly away, his hopes dashed and his mind running wild.

Maybe Crutchie’s right, he thought to himself, staring out at the barely-visible moon, rain soaking him to his skin. Maybe we can’t do this.

Not without Jack, anyway.

#newsies #broadway #musical theater #specs #jack kelly #crutchie morris #newsies musical #poor crutchie #The Refuge #can we all just agree that they should have let Crutchie kill Snyder instead of just arresting him

[notforemmetophobes]

The Outer Limits (TV Series) - S2/E11 ’The Refuge’ (1996) M. Emmet Walsh as Sanford Vallé

[photoset #4 of 4]

#The Outer Limits #tv series #The Refuge #american actor #James Wilder #David McNally #Debbie Podowski #M. Emmet Walsh #casual dress #actor #screenshots

[baura-bear]

Doing research about the New York House of Refuge and here are just a few findings

TW Abuse

Inmates were distinguished by different uniforms which signified different “classes” (unclear if this uniform system survived into the 20th century but it was at least used in the 1850/60s)

Class No. 1: shall include the best behaved and most orderly boys and girls; those who do not lie, or use profane or indecent language or conversation; who attend their work and studies, are not quarrelsome, and have not attempted to escape.

Class No. 2: Those who are next best, but who are not quite free from all the foregoing vices and practices.

Class No. 3: those who are more immoral in conduct than Class No. 2.

Class No. 4: those who are vicious, bad, or wicked.

The superintendent was supposed to treat the children as his own and show parental kindness to “win their confidence and affection” but if the children didn’t adhere to their rules there were “more severe measures… available” however, “less severe violations of the rules merited deprivation of play time or being sent to bed supperless at sunset. For more serious offenses, bread and water for breakfast, lunch, and supper might be ordered. Assaults upon officers or fellow inmates, or attempted escapes, generally resulted in confinement in solitary cells or corporal punishment.”

“Reformed inmates” were often signed to contracts working outside of the city until they turned 21. These contracts as you could probably guess were basically just great excuses to exploit children and usually resulted in heavy abuse

In the 1850-1860s some interviews were conducted with folks in the rehabilitation system (who’d been signed to contracts which revealed major abuse happening within the system (wow. What a surprise /s) won’t get into details but. Zoinks Scoob.

Boys in the system often said if you did something wrong you’d get “stars and stripes” in reference to the scars you would get from punishments

#newsies #the refuge #tw child abuse #newsies history

[disease]

AFAR // PLASTIC RIOT [THE REFUGE, OCT 2023]

#audio #AFAR #downtempo #electro #electroacoustic #experimental #the refuge #laut & luise #electronic #music

[queenofbrooklyn]

But what if blink sets the refuge on fire

I honestly think if any of the boys were going to seriously commit arson, it would be Blink. I’m on the fence about whether or not he’d tell Mush he was going to do it. And he’d have to figure out how to get the kids out before hand

#newsies #kid blink #the refuge

[raggedy-albert]

omg good question anon

al knew something was off, but he had no idea what. he hit his head and he was soaked and everything was wrong. he was locked in the cellar with no food or water or anything for two days, he hadn’t slept at all, and he was basically delirious. when he finally was let out his main priority was just to get a bit better. the “food” at the refuge was barely edible, but it was some of the best food he had when he got out.

he was exhausted and wound up and so mad but he knew that being not 100% in the refuge is dangerous, he’s seen it happen before. he went to the same old bunk bed, his only hearing ear facing down, and he tried to sleep.

unfortunately, oscar got orders to bring al to the warden. he stormed in and ordered al to go to the office, but al was ignoring him. how dare he? oscar got furious, he hurdled towards al and shoved him, hard, rolling him over and screaming that he was ignoring him. al was confused but also pissed. why was oscar yelling when he had done absolutely nothing wrong? he started yelling back. he hadn’t heard a single thing and oscar was being stupid. al was so close to just throwing himself at oscar and oscar was this close to just killing al.

as they were arguing, al’s mind was beginning to realize that something was weird again. he had heard oscar yell before, practically a million times, and it never sounded this muffled.

that’s when he realized. oscar had taken half of his hearing. he snapped. he threw himself at oscar and he just started beating on him and shouting. he was incomprehensible and furious and upset and he didn’t know what to do except make oscar pay.

morris finally came in to see why oscar was taking so long and when he saw what was happening he ran over to get al off his brother. al got up and he was still shouting. oscar was panting, holding his wounded face, and morris was so angry that al would do something like that unprovoked.

al stopped suddenly, a terrifying look on his face. morris yelled at him, asking why the hell would he would do that. al told him, staring directly at oscar, that he couldn’t hear anything in his ear anymore. morris’ brother took his hearing. both of their faces dropped; you could really tell that they’re brothers from the near identical expression.

al, on the other hand, was still so incredibly upset. so, he used that opportunity to run. he didn’t know where he would go, but it needed to be not there. he ran past the scads of people, just shoving them out of the way, and out the doors of the refuge. after that he just kept going. he ran and ran until he just absolutely couldn’t (it wasn’t very far since he still was recovering from being in the cellar). he was on a semi-crowded street that he wasn’t familiar with, but he couldn’t go any more. he sat down where he hoped he wouldn’t be crushed by the people walking by, and he just spaced out. he couldn’t deal with everything going on then, and it was a lot.

after a period of time, he had no idea how long, he got jolted back to reality. a tall boy around his age with curly dirty-blonde hair and a newspaper bag slung over his shoulder was standing in front of him. he was waving his hand in front of al’s face with a concerned look and asking if he was ok. after assuring al that he wouldn’t do anything to hurt him (it took a while) the boy, race, helped him up and started to lead him to a place he swore al would be safe and protected.

al didn’t know why, but he really trusted this kid. he was terrified and angry and ready to fight god and severely traumatized. his legs were shaky, but they steadily followed race. he knew he would really help.

#albert dasilva #oscar delancey #morris delancey #the refuge #newsies #livesies #albert newsies #newsies albert #the delancey brothers #delanceys newsies #racetrack higgins #race newsies #newsies race #ralbert #newsies headcanons

[fiddler-sticks]

HEY NEWSIES (1992) FANDOM

Yeah, you.

#newsies #newsies 1992 #1992sies #92sies #newsies movie #newsies tenpin #tenpin #the refuge