but not in a broadway show so

Jason Grace + singing
  • Jason having perfect pitch.
  • Jason humming himself to sleep, especially if he just woke up from a nightmare.
  • Jason singing softly to Piper to calm her down when she’s upset.
  • Jason being way into Broadway musicals and sometimes just bursting into song whenever there’s an awkward silence.
  • Jason belting out pop tunes in the shower like a dork.
  • Jason always wanting to go do karaoke as a group activity because despite being pretty modest for a Big Three kid he low-key like to show off, especially to Leo and Piper.
  • Jason trying to convince Nico into learning Rod’s lines  so that they can sing “If You Were Gay” together and failing duh
  • “HI ROD” “fuck off Grace”
  • Drunk/tired Jason and Piper tangled together and softly singing duets together; they harmonize wonderfully because Piper probably sings well too considering her charmspeak.
  • Jason singing. <3

Its opening day on Broadway for Anastasia:The Musical so here’s a video of our royal daughters pre-show ritual!

In Control

Pairing: Okieriete Onoadowan x Reader

Word Count: 1.4k

Trigger Warnings: None

Summary: The Oak or Choke fic - Oak teaches you how to drive stick.

Originally posted by c-jacksonn

A long day didn’t even begin to cover what you’d been through.

You were working as stage manager to a show that was having its first go at an Off Broadway production. You’d been a stage manager since middle school and your skills had surely developed since then, but you’d never worked Off Broadway before. So many changes were still being made to the show, which meant there were many meetings to be had, many cues to be altered. It just seemed like one thing after the other.

You’d been working nonstop for several hours when the director, Warren, finally managed to get ahold of you between meetings. “Woah, slow down.” He joked as you bumped into him.

“I am so sorry, boss.” You replied. He rolled his eyes at the nickname; it seemed like everyone called him that those days.

“Where ya headed in such a rush?”

“I was hoping to grab some coffee before relaying these cue notes to the ensemble. Then I have a meeting with John to go over light cues, make sure the stage is preset for tomorrow’s run, give Frankie the new list of prop providers-”

“Hey, hey!” He interrupted you as you went down your list. “You do know you have an assistant and an intern for a reason. You’re wearing yourself thin.”

“Warren, I’ve been at this since I was eleven. I got this. Oh, and I have to call Oak about my car!” Your cell phone dinged with the reminder. You scribbled the note on your schedule, “Thank you, technology.”

Before you knew it, your clipboard had been taken from. He held your tasks behind his back as you reached for it. “How about you call him now? Take the rest of the day.”

“I have work to do.”

“Which will be delegated to your assistant and intern.” He reiterated. “We didn’t hire them for nothing. Everything will be fine. Just show up tomorrow. And no, no is not an option. Out!”

Ten minutes later, you were sitting outside the theatre on the sidewalk, waiting for your boyfriend to pick you up. He had a few days off from Hamilton, so he was happy to spend time with you, even the twenty minute car ride it took to get home. When you watched his car pull over, you stood up, strolling over. The window rolled down as you neared the vehicle, a grin on Oak’s face, “How much?”

You let out an amused breath, “You couldn’t afford me. Unlock the door.”

You got in quickly and threw your belongings in the backseat. Oak could tell you’d had one of those days when you sat back and let out a long breath. “Rough day?” He asked as he slowed at a stop sign.

“You remember when I did the Hamilton workshop?”


“Times ten.”

You both let out a laugh as the car began to move forward. That was where you both met, so even though the two of you were in the stressful and exciting mess of a workshop, you had fond memories of each other there. Sometimes, Oak was so busy flirting with you during rehearsals, he would miss his cues. For you, the days used to run together, everything becoming a blur. Oak, however, never missed an opportunity to make you smile and relax.

You let a comfortable silence wash over you, the only sound being your boyfriend’s occasional humming. You found yourself spacing out while looking at his hand and legs as he shifted gears and pressed different pedals. Oak was the only person you knew who could drive stick and enjoy it. You wanted to learned when you were a teenager, but when you got in and the car jerked forward, you were done.

Oak glanced at you before chuckling, “Babe, what are you staring at?”

You shook your head as you looked back at him. You’d been so focused, you didn’t even realize that he’d just pulled into the parking lot of the apartment complex. “Huh?”

“I said what are you staring at?”

“Oh,” You blushed, “I zoned out. I was watching you drive.”

“Really?” He gave you playful look of disbelief. He’s been driving you around for awhile now since your car was in the shop. You never seemed to be that interested in how he drove. He shrugged and dropped the keys in your hand, “You wanna try?”

“Oak, I don’t wanna wreck your car.”

“You’re not gonna wreck it.” He laughed. “Come on! Everyone’s at work, so the parking lot is empty. I’ll be right here, guiding you.”


“You’re gonna be fine. I’ll be right there in the passenger seat the whole time.”

You felt an excited smile slip onto your lips as you began to contemplate it. “Are you sure?”


You gave in and hopped out, anticipation running through your veins, the same anticipation you felt years ago when you first tried to drive stick years ago. You plopped down in the driver’s seat and Oak chuckled from your right side. “Yeah, you might wanna adjust the seat, short stuff.”

“Bite me.” You said with a grin.

After you adjusted the seat, you went to turn on the car before Oak stopped you. “What?” You asked.

“Okay, first, you have to press the clutch while you turn the key. Second, aren’t you forgetting something?”

You thought about it for a moment, “To press the clutch?”

He laughed and reminded you to check your mirrors. “And put on your seatbelt.” He added. “Don’t wanna hit your head on the steering wheel, do you?”

You did as he said before putting the key in the ignition. “Clutch.” You whispered to yourself. Your foot searched for the pedal to your far left, pressing it down while you turned the key. The car roared to life as you grinned at Oak, your hands firmly holding the wheel. “Good job, Y/N.”

“Thanks. So how do you drive this thing?”

“Uh, this thing has a name.”

“I am not calling your car that.”

“You just offended her.”

You sighed and playfully rolled your eyes, “Fine. How do you drive Betsy?”

Oak grinned triumphantly while he explained it to you, “Now, press down on the clutch and shift into first gear.”

“Which one is first gear?”

“Y/N, just look at the stick shift. There’s a little diagram.” He chuckled. You looked at the stick shift and moved it to first gear, looking to Oak for confirmation. “Good, now as you lift your foot from the clutch, slowly press down on the gas pedal.”

You did as he said, squeaking as the car jerked forward. “Slowly.” He reminded you.

“I’m sorry.”

“You don’t have to apologize.” He said, playfully shoot you a grin. “Just try again.”

You tried once more, but this time, the car moved much smoother, causing you to cheer. “I did it!”

“You did! But don’t get too excited. You’re driving.” He joked, lightly punching your arm.

“I’m driving!”

“You know you’ve driven before. Shift to second gear.”

You shifted again and made a u-turn, loving the feeling of being so in control of the car. “I know, but this is so different. I feel like, I don’t know-”

“Like you’re the boss for once?”


“Eyes on the road, babe.”


You drove around for about a half hour. You were still trying to get the hang of stopping though. Every time you stopped, the car would turn off. Stalling, you recalled him saying. “Y/N, I think that’s enough driving for today.” He said.

“Just let me try one more time. Please!”

“Okay.” He playfully rolled his eyes. “Drive towards the curb and stop. Remember, press the clutch, shift to neutral, then press the brake.” You drove towards the curb slowly, the nerves starting to build up at the bottom of your stomach. “Okay,” He said, “Now stop.”

You whispered to yourself his directions, “Clutch.”


You were getting close to the curb, but you wanted to get it right at least once. “Neutral.”

“Y/N, stop!”

The car jerked forward as you pressed the brake suddenly, both of you worried that you would hit the curb. As your backs hit the seats, you slowly looked at each other. “I think you should park the car.” You giggled breathlessly.

He laughed along with you, “Well, obviously, I’m gonna park the car.”

mychriscolfur  asked:

Honestly, they sounded so ugh I can't even tell the lyrics. What song are they singing again?

They sang Total Eclipse of the Heart. And, as per the usual with anything Team Beard touches, neither of the two goals of that video were accomplished. 

1. She still cannot sing and no one is going to sign her to a recording deal. Singing karaoke with someone who was in a musical TV show for 5 years and has starred in two Broadway shows just highlights how horrible her voice is.  

Perhaps a little training would further this goal, but no, she wouldn’t and couldn’t do that- that would require work. She rather sit on a stool and look smugly at Darren as she destroys yet another song.  Sad for her that’s not how the industry works. And I suppose lucky for us as we would never want to unleash her “talent” to the world at large.

2. I mean how are they saying he is straight? Cause straight Darren not only did not show up in that video clip singing the duet, he didn’t show up at Coachella at all. And honestly, did not even try.

my friends mom gave me a bunch of cool stuff from when she was younger like a notebook a friend gave her after she was assaulted in every way possible by a man who smelled of rotting flesh and left for dead in an alleyway and tshirts from when she did off broadway shows i feel so loved

what she says: I’m fine 

what she means: I don’t understand why they can’t professionally record broadway shows and release them to the public, there would be no need for bootlegs, broadway fans FROM ALL OVER THE WORLD could watch, it would help expand the theatre community and preserves something that is so beautiful and special to so many people.

theatre kids: a summary
  • during production week: this is awful i haven't slept more than 3 hours i am solely running on caffeine i can't wait for this show to be over i hate everyone
  • after production week: i miss everyone i miss rehearsal i miss that show i love theatre why can't i be back with the cast and crew i'm so emo
  • what she says: i'm fine
  • what she means: why is broadway merchandise sO DAMN EXPENSIVE. all i want is something to commemorate me seeing a show that i already spent a shitload of money on, but i can't do that bECAUSE EVERYTHING IS TOO EXPENSIVE.

appreciate musicians in musicals. so much unbelievable talent is on stage that it’s often easy to forget the performers playing the music their vocals accompany. appreciate the orchestra. appreciate wonderful trumpet players and flutes and trombones and clarinets and oboes and tubas and all the other wonderful instruments that are apart of our favorite musicals because they have 8 show weeks like everyone else yet their talent is quite often brushed away. appreciate musicians no matter if it’s their voice or their instrument being heard.

Okay but Ben Platt’s choices to show the severity of social anxiety and his ability to present it so accurately and truthfully without being fake or over dramatic is unbelievable. He’s doing an amazing emotional performance every night and he deserves all the praise he gets.

I believe in giving people bootlegs they really want, even if they have nothing to trade, because the whole point of bootlegs is making sure that people who were not able to see their favourite musical for whatever reason get to experience the parts of the show they don’t get from the soundtrack. Bootlegs expand the musical theatre audience to those who live far from New York, or don’t have the money to pay for tickets; people who just want to see their favourite actors or their favourite shows however they can. It is cruel to keep that from someone who so passionately loves musical theatre.
Broadway is all about inclusivity so include those people who are not privileged enough to go to Broadway!
Much appreciated.


Ben Platt is Evan Hansen.

You Will Be Found (Reprise)
You Will Be Found (Reprise)

In the spirit of sharing songs that didn’t make it onto the cast recording, here is my favorite song from Dear Evan Hansen: You Will Be Found (Reprise). This song takes place right around the climax of the show, so I can understand why it wasn’t included. But regardless, it is still one of my favorites, so I figured I would share! 

Being Lin-Manuel Miranda’s Daughter...
  • Lin would cry the day you were born but he would also brag a lot.
  • He’d shower you with gifts but he was also careful not to overdo it
  • Chances are, (depending on your age and whatever year you’d picture this for) you’d be friends with a lot of the Hamilton cast/ and or their kids
  • There’s no doubt about it you’d be a freestyling genius much like him and musically talented.
  • And Lin would be so proud of this
  • Lin’s heart would melt every time you called him ‘dad’
  • He is probably one of the most caring, sweetest, and involved father out there.
  • And if your mother wasn’t in the picture, Lin would be sure to work to fill in her shoes.
  • He would attend all your school events and extra curriculars too.
  • On mother’s day he would plan a brunch inviting his sister and mother over making sure you knew you weren’t alone when it came to the amount of females in your life.
  • Whenever he goes to Richard Rodgers Theatre or goes to work for whatever project he’s working on he is constantly pulling his phone out to show his fellow coworkers pictures of you
  • He can’t help it
  • But one thing is for sure, Lin would make sure you knew how strong of a woman you were. Being a strong activist for equal rights Lin knew how easy it was for girls in today’s society to feel weak and defeated by the powerful and he never wanted you to experience that. So he would make post-it notes and stick them in your lunchbox, on your mirror, and anywhere he could find with sayings such as…
  • “I am woman hear me roar!”
    “Though she be but little, she is fierce!”
    “A strong woman looks fear in the eye and gives it but a wink.”
    “You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem and smarter than you think.”
  • And because your father is one of the most encouraging and inspiring figures in the world, not only in tweets but reality as well, he excels at giving the best, most needed pep talks when you’re down in the dumps.
  • Lin had you speaking Spanish as soon as you said your first word
  • Lin would practically document your entire life. He liked taping you and taking pictures while you were doing casual activities such as coloring, singing, dancing, playing with your dolls, running around the house, etc.
  • Tobillo basically being your best friend
  • That dog follows you wherever you go
  • Lin has thousands of videos from when you were learning to walk, practically waddling around and Tobillo was right on your heel the entire time following you.
  • The whole Hamilton cast would be obsessed with you
  • Especially Phillipa
  • That girl loved you as if you were her own
  • And if you were old enough, you would join the Schuyler Sisters in their inbetween shows closet talk.
  • Sleep overs at Jasmine and Anthony’s while your dad is out of town
  • And they would absolutely LOVE having you over
  • You made them want to have kids that much more and Anthony loved taking you to the movies and Jasmine loved taking you out shopping
  • Speaking of shopping, Renee, Jasmine, and Phillipa are always spoiling you with the newest trends and what nots.
  • The Hamilton cast would be like another family to you
  • Always running around backstage with Groffsauce, who usually was assign babysitting duty.
  • The Schuyler sisters- as well as Leslie teaching you how to harmonize
  • Daveed loved helping you with your freestyling
  • You and him always got in heated battles- in good spirits of course
  • Playing childish games during intermission and between shows with Oak, Daveed, and Anthony.
  • Trying to braid your dad’s hair during his Hamilton days
  • Let’s be real, Lin would dedicate Dear Theodosia to you
  • And during Stay Alive (reprise) and It’s Quiet Uptown he had genuine tears pinching at his eyes as he fathomed the thought of losing you
  • But Lin would always run to you and spin you around every night after shows
  • The two of you would walk hand and hand together home and Lin would sing you to sleep every night
  • He’d love making you breakfast and basking in that domestic life
  • I could see him making some of the best pancakes in the world
  • And one morning when you were little, you convinced him to let you have a sip of his coffee
  • “Daddy, what’s that black stuff in there.”
    “It’s called coffee, bebé.”
    “Can I try some?”
    “Uh, I don’t think so, Y/n. You wouldn’t like it.”
    “Please, papi.”
    “Oh alright.”
  • Like he predicted, you hated it. The liquid burned your throat and young little you cried at the bitterness for at least a minute which broke Lin’s heart.
  • Lin would be the type of parent that would love to show you off to family and friends but when it came to posting pictures of you on social media, he usually made sure your face was covered, just to keep an element of privacy in his life.
  • But he does love tweeting stories about you or cute things that you do
  • Your childhood years would be a little hectic. Lin probably wouldn’t be around as much as he wants with filming, acting, composing and all but he would make an effort of a lifetime to be as involved as possible.
  • By your late teens you had already seen much of the world but that didn’t mean you were bored by any mean. Adventure was in your soul.
  • Lin would spend a lot of time with you during his time working with the film Moana. He liked to come to you to find inspiration.
  • Family trips to Disney World and Land
  • Lin is constantly trying to help you with his homework
  • “You know I was a teacher.”
  • Coming to him when you start learning about the American Revolution
  • “Well I mean you came to right person. I did write an entire musical about this stuff. Just use the album for a reference, it’s mostly accurate.”
  • Walking into your house one day after school infuriated as you set your pop quiz on the Schuyler Sisters in front of him, a large 9/10 circled with red pen.
  • “And I quote, I’m the oldest and the wittiest… My father has no sons… dad you cost me a perfect score! Why did you lie in the lyrics, I thought you said I could trust them!”
    “I’m sorry I forgot they had other siblings!”
  • Similar to your father, you swore like a sailor
  • Which also meant you were constantly getting scolded and death glares from your father who claims “He didn’t raise you to speak like that.” Even though you both know he did.
  • But honestly I could see Lin being into girl drama. Like when he picks you up from school and sees an annoyed look on your face he’d just shake his head and say,
  • “Spill the tea, honey. I’m ready!”
  • And on your bad days after dropping you off at home after school, Lin would drive to the nearest DQ and Chick-Fil-A and movie store returning home with gifts in toll.
  • He was one of the only people in the world you trusted enough to tell everything too
  • Dad jokes, so many dad jokes.
  • “Dad I’m thirsty. Do we have any-“
    “Hi thirsty nice to meet you I’m Lin-Manuel.”
  • Being very close with your grandparents
  • Your grandpa teaching you how to cook
  • Your grandma would spoil you tbh
  • Girl talk with your Aunt Luz
  • Your dad would be really big on making sure you knew and understood the importance of equality and treating others with respect. 
  • Weekly meals at their place where your grandpa is also telling tales
  • “You know pequeño, when your father was your age I couldn’t get him to shut up!”
    “He was always doing his rapping, talking fast and never making sense but he had passion just like yourself so don’t you ever give up on yourself carino. If your father did he would not be where he is today- and neither would you.”
    “Thank you abuelo.”
  • And when you finally do make it, doing whatever or being wherever that may be, you’ll have Lin’s as well as the rest of your families support because Lin knows exactly what it feels like to have millions of people doubt you and laugh at you for doing the unexpected so his support will never run out.
  • When Lin finds out you have a passion for writing and composing, he immediately takes you with him for a daddy daughter date to the studio.
  • He pretends to be out of ideas for a song and you play along knowing it would be a lot less painful to take the easy path.
  • “Well there are a few different projects I’ve been working on lately. They aren’t too good… pretty shitty-“
    “Sorry… but uh, you can have a look I suppose.”
  • Becoming a co writer beside your dad on his next project
  • Going on walks and hikes together with Tobillo
  • But for real though Lin would be insanely protective over you
  • Like when it comes to you Lin always needs to know where you are and constantly has eyes on you
  • When you got your first boyfriend/girlfriend Lin would FLIP
  • You’d suddenly become a player in the game ’21 questions’ or more like 101 questions when it came to your dad
  • He demanded meeting your significant other and no matter the gender, he held his strong demeanor and hardly cracked a smile- well until he saw how happy you looked in their presence.
  • But eventually he’d come to term with it. Although he would always see you as his little girl, he knew you had to spread your wings and he was not about to hold you back from doing so.
  • And when you finally land a lead role on an upcoming Broadway show, Lin is ecstatic.
  • Every day he calls you to ask how rehearsals are going partly because he’s interested and excited for you but also because he remembers his restless days and nights where he’d come home so stressed he’d forget to eat for days. He didn’t want to see you go through the hardships he did.
  • Ironically enough the new production is held, opening night, in the same old theater you grew up in, Richard Rodgers. Home sweet home. 
  • And on opening night you can guarantee your father is sitting front row with four bouquets of various flowers surrounded by all your family and friends as well as a handful of the original and new Hamilton cast.
  • And he would cry. A lot.
  • But he would also be that dad that right before the show starts, as the lights are dimming, he stands up and shouts,
  • “Go Y/n!”
  • His proud dad tweets would be never ending that night
  • After the production he was sure to be the first backstage and the first to hug you.
  • “You did it, you did it! I’m so proud of you, mi ángel. Congratulations!”
  • You’d be lying to yourself if you said your dad didn’t have a surprise party planned for after the play because he did.
  • Not to be a downer but there would be days where Lin would cry himself to sleep thinking he hasn’t done enough, or given you the life you deserve. He worked himself far too hard to make sure you had everything you could ever need and knew you were loved, but sometimes he couldn’t help but fear the worst.
  • Although at times he can be overbearing, you wouldn’t want it anyway else.

This was so fun to write oh my lord, hope you enjoyed!

-Daizy xx

anonymous asked:

Is it common to go to plays alone in NYC or would the box office look at me like a loser with no friends when I pick up only 1 ticket?

I go to the theater alone a lot- maybe all my friends have already seen it, or there’s only one ticket available, or other folks are flat-out not interested. I actually saw The Light Years by myself last week. I figure I’m going to sit in the dark for the bulk of it anyway, who cares if there’s a person with me? I do miss chatting with someone after the show but there’s twitter for that.If you’re really concerned about looking like a loser, get there closer to show time so you aren’t standing around in the lobby by yourself for a long time.

And now, my infamous story about going to the theater alone:

My friends who worked for TDF had an extra ticket to Jerusalem on Broadway. It was a single ticket off to the side, away from their group, but I said sure because it was free Mark Rylance. I was late getting to my seat so I sat in a free aisle seat for the first act, then climbed over an elderly couple to my actual seat during the first intermission. The guy sitting in the seat next to mine turns to the elderly couple and says jokingly “I told you she didn’t stand me up!” And I said “I don’t know you!” and long story short, we’ve been together for 5.5 years. 


“My thing in the show was, "We are ending it on a musical number.” So we got some professional Broadway songwriters that want to help you. We went, “No. No, we don’t want any help.” We’re not interested. We’re gonna do it. So I was like, “Here are my lyrics,” and the guy was like, “None of these rhyme. This just doesn’t work as a song.” So luckily, we got to talking to Jimmy Jewel, who is a wonderful guy. He is a musical genius, and he helped us craft The Internet Is Here.“