anybody with me on this

Dear Evan Hansen Soundtrack Summarized
  • Anybody Have A Map: Wait how do you parent
  • Waving Through A Window: Tears and loneliness
  • For Forever: If I had friends
  • Sincerely Me: We're not gay we swear
  • Requiem: You were a douche and I'm happy you're dead
  • If I Could Tell Her: I said it but he said it
  • Disappear: I'm lonely so I'm gonna make a foundation dedicated to some dead kid
  • You Will Be Found: If you weren't crying you are now
  • To Break In A Glove: I got a new dad with the power of shaving cream
  • Only Us: Quit focusing on my dead brother and kiss me
  • Good For You: Screw you for being happy
  • Words Fail: Well I done messed up
  • So Big/So Small: I wasn't there for you before but I'm here now so love me!!!
  • Finale: The room is flooded with tears and that's okay

newpolishics  asked:

i loved how you included tommy in the last fanart and i'd like to see your headcanons for the character

wow I was actually doodling Tommy when I got your ask.

Here’s what I got with little to no recollection of Tommy Oliver from the original series:

  • Definitely native american.
  • she makes contact with Trini first because she finds her cute and is like “nice hair, you do it yourself?” and Trini is a blubbering gay mess. Kim is mentally assassinating her. Tommy notices.
  • Zack immediately texts Trini like “if you don’t ask her her number, I will” because he DEFINITELY finds her beautiful
  • Tommy enjoys flustering Trini but mostly annoying Kimberly who is very obviously jealous (obviously = except to Trini who’s an oblivious mess). She doesn’t like Kim’s attitude in general, and the feeling is mutual.
  • She ends up actually bonding with Zack over teasing Trini and Kim and eventually reciprocates his attraction
  • She definitely befriends all of them (it’s still a bit complicated with Kim because damn that girl can hold a grudge and be a stubborn ass) and often plays basketball or football with Jason.. she is TALL and likes sports, ok
  • SHE DEF HAS A MOTORCYCLE and Billy helps her out with it once in a while. She doesn’t let anyone else ride it tho, they can sit behind her but THAT’S IT.
  • Kim: What kind of high schooler has a motorcycle that big… and bright green.. like *mocking voice* I’m Tommy Oliver everyone look at me I need everyone’s attention at all time
  • Jason: Kimberly stop, she is nice
  • Kim: KiMbErLy StOp ShE iS NiCe
  • Jason: Oh my god
  • They take Tommy getting the green coin pretty okay, a little awkwardly maybe but overall it goes well. However Trini gets very uncomfortable, still having bad memories of Rita. 
  • Kim and her definitely fist fight at some point, because Tommy was too reckless during a fight against a big villain and almost got Billy injured and Trini killed and that was The Last Straw that made Kim snap
  • Once they finally got all that tension out, they have a heart-to-heart and become inseparable and Zack and Trini love it as much as they hate it because they are INSUFFERABLE 

imma stop there

I will never get over the fact that Neil Josten looked Andrew Minyard in the eyes and said, “You were amazing” KNOWING that they would be his last words to him. YOU. WERE. AMAZING. Those words have so much WEIGHT to them. Neil was literally like “You- YOU, Andrew Minyard, YOU were amazing. Nobody else thinks that of you but I DO.” Like do you think Andrew Minyard had ever been told he was amazing in his entire life? Neil thinks Andrew is one of the most amazing people in existence so much so that he was willing to use his last words as “Neil” to say so. I will NEVER!!! get over that!!!!!

🎶 you raise me uuuuup 🎶

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Dear Evan Hansen - Song Title Posters

In honor of the cast album release! Special thanks to @whatlikeitshardtobethebard for putting up with me and my constant need for approval as I made these

Newsies, Wicked Part 1 / Part 2, Something Rotten!, Les Miserables Part 1 / Part 2 , Waitress, Cinderella, Bonnie & Clyde

call it poetry –

the 150 patchwork characters above your instagram photos and below your profile picture; the 650 words you bled into your common app essay, baptized by midnight tears and shaky fingers on backlit keyboards; the 2 am text you sent your friend when she was sad, which read more like a love song than any top 50 hit; the scribbled words you placed among doodles and integrals on the back of your math test, the ones you almost hesitated to erase before you turned it in. 

call it art –  

that photo of your best friend laughing, even though it’s blurry and his left hand is out of frame; those pancakes, the ones the man at the other booth smirked at you for admiring before eating, laughing harshly before returning to his bitter coffee and significantly underappreciated waffles; the sunsets and sunrises that fill your photo stream, reminders that yesterday was beautiful and tomorrow might be too; the photo of yourself that you can’t decide if you quite like, but can’t delete either, your finger nervously hovering above it. post it. 

call it music –

the laughter of your friends from the other room that makes you smile, even though you missed the joke; the sound of your turn signal clicking, melting into the patter of raindrops on the windshield’s glass; the whistle of the summer wind outside of your old bedroom, the one that promised fairytales and twisters in sleepless childhood nights; the rhythm of your shoes in the empty hallway, reverberating with the sound of your arrival.

it is poetry.

it is art.

it is music. 

it is you.