summary: lin buys a late 18th century piano during the writing process for hamilton, and when he gets it home, he’s surprised to find there’s a ghost attached to it. reader has been attached to her piano for hundreds of years, and is thrilled to talk about her good friend eliza hamilton with the genius who purchased her piano.
warnings: swearing, and i think that’s it idk do ghosts need to be tagged is that a thing
word count: 5,308
a/n: this is for the @hamwriters write-a-thon day one!!! AH okay i haven’t seen anyone write a ghost AU fic yet, so i don’t know how well received this will be BUT i really like it and i hope you guys do too (if u don’t pls be nice to me i’m fragile)
The lights of the George Washington Bridge glow in the distance, a stark contrast to the dark waters of the Hudson. Lin grunts as he pushes the piano up against the window of his studio apartment, leaning an arm on the top of the piano to peer out at the view.
“To be honest, the piano looked better against the wall,” you pipe up from your perch on the arm of the worn out leather sofa.
Lin spins around quickly, a startled look etched on his face. “Who’s in here?”
“Hi there,” you wave your hand, a small smirk on your face, before you stand. You smooth out your skirts and take a few steps toward him.
“Who are you and what are you doing in my apartment?” He takes a few quick steps backwards as you approach, his back colliding with the wall.
“Relax,” you hold up your hands in a show of benevolence. “I come with the piano.”
Los Angeles, what were you doing Thursday night? Unless the answer was “singing karaoke with potential EGOT winner Lin-Manuel Miranda,” you definitely missed out.
Miranda, ostensibly in town for Sunday night’s Academy Awards, dropped by the Lost Knight pub in Echo Park for the premiere party for the new Seeso series “My Brother, My Brother and Me” and sang karaoke with enthused revelers.
Miranda jumped at the chance (literally) to help out a crooner performing the opening number to his hit musical, “Hamilton,” leaping on stage just before his musical cue.
Miranda also had no problem rocking the mic on his own, offering his take on the R. Kelly classic “Ignition (Remix),” which is just as delightful as it sounds. […]
check out the Ignition vids at the article & also swear to yourself never to miss karaoke night again
Me: *thinks about the in the heights movie and all of the hype I’m giving it despite the fact that it most likely won’t feature any of the cast members that caused me to fall in love with such a production, the fact that it’s still a few years away so I have no idea if I’d still even like in the heights by the time it comes around, the ridiculously high standards I have for the cast especially in casting an all poc cast being my number one want (something Hollywood’s been notorious in withholding), the fear of adding foreign plot points or even worse SUBTRACTING important plot points, the fear of somehow removing women from the narrative, the fear of watering down such a beautiful story in general*
Lin-Manuel Miranda owned Friday’s Oscar rehearsals. He sang a tune from La La Land, posed like John Travolta in Saturday Night Fever, invoked a 1990s Billy Crystal Oscar monologue, and reprimanded his dad from the stage for having his cellphone light on.
Wearing a sweatshirt that read “Rehearsal is the best part,” Miranda sang a few bars from “City of Stars” before his rehearsal began.
“I can’t get it out of my head!” he said.
Later, he called out his dad from the stage.
“Luis Miranda,” the 37-year-old Grammy, Emmy and Tony winner bellowed into the microphone. “Turn your light off. I can see it from here.”
Lin-Manuel Miranda will become the youngest member of the EGOT club if he takes home the Oscar on Sunday. He’s set to introduce 16-year-old Auli'i Cravalho at the show, who voiced the title character of “Moana” and will perform his nominated song.
A novice actress discovered by chance in her hometown of Honolulu, Cravalho repeatedly ran through the tune with a confidence and charm that belie her age and inexperience.
“She’s literally never done this before,” said Disney Animation spokeswoman Amy Astley, adding that the Friday’s rehearsals represented Cravalho’s first time ever onstage.
The starlet even smiled as she sang, completely undaunted until she noticed Meryl Streep’s seat-saving placard in the theater’s front row.
“There’s my role model in life right there,” Cravalho said.
She confessed her concerns to Miranda after the rehearsal. The banner-wielding dancers behind her: did they cause too much of a breeze in her hair?
“It’s like a bespoke Beyonce fan,” Miranda said in comfort.
Miranda’s Hamilton director, Thomas Kail, was on hand to help in the staging of the number.
When Bareilles, of the Broadway musical Waitress, arrived, Miranda and Kail snuck up on her pretending to be stage hands and meekly offering a bottle of water. She played along, shooing them away dismissively before exchanging hugs.
Note: Day one of the hamwriters write-a-thon! This is actually not the fic I have had written for this day for like a week and a half. No I wrote this last night and this morning because this was a better idea than my other one. Also I’m posting this now because in my time zone at least it’s the right day for this so here we go, enjoy!
A world without color has never particularly bothered you. Sure it would be nice to see colors the way your sister can, but really it’s never been a big thing. You watched all through high school and college as the people around you desperately tried to find the person they were destined to be with but you never really tried to look for them. You’ve always believed that when it’s time to meet your soulmate, fate will be there to make sure it happens.
“Y/N… did you know that when you reach 26 your chances of meeting your soulmate drop dramatically?” Your sister asks as you pull your gloves and scarf on in preparation for the cold winter morning air you know is waiting for you outside.
“That is bullshit. People in their 60’s meet their soulmates all the time. Not everyone get’s to meet them in the first grade like you” you grumble.
Your sister has always been like this, she’s younger than you by three years and likes to bother you about meeting your soulmate at every chance she get’s. Why you ever thought it was a good idea to live with her and her soulmate you have no idea.
“Goodbye” you call out, not bothering to turn around to face her as you grab your bag and make your way out of the apartment.