he is one of my biggest theatre crushes did you know this

Falsettos Teachers AU !!!!!!

I love teachers aus !!!!!!!!!!! so !!!! much !!!!!!!!!! so here’s a falsettos one! au where the tight knit family are all teachers at a high school. I love these characters so much goddamn it. I’ll call the school McKinley High bc it sounds good (I did not intend for this to be a glee reference but it happened. oops) 

MARVIN RICHARDS
- he teaches english lit. 
- he gives out loads of hw so a lot of students complain about him, but none of them actually HATE him. 
- bc his classes are pretty interesting. 
- all of his classes end up turning into a huge debate about the themes of whatever book they’re talking about. 
 - obviously Marvin n e v e r backs down abt his opinion. 
 - so his classes are always vv heated, and it always ends up dragging on (and Marvin receives several complaints from the teachers w/ classes after him)
- for some reason he’s the coach of racquetball club, a fact that is considered one of the biggest mysteries at McKinley High, because he is absolute shit at it, members of the club will vouch for it.
- BUT despite his lack of talent in racquetball, he is quite buff (I’m imagining Christian Borle as Marvin here so…. y’all have seen his arms, right????? Marvin is totally super buff)

WHIZZER BROWN
- obviously he’s the young PE teacher 
- that came to the school recently 
- all the students love him 
- he’s super chill and the Cool Teacher™, he has loads of cool stories about past hookups and things, reeeeeally lax about rules and everything
 - he becomes coach of the baseball team as well
 - and he’s the ya know the hot young fit PE teacher, so all the female teachers were all flirting with him at the beginning, and he made it V E R Y clear that he was not interested.
- but yes he flirts with the male teachers a lot (he flirts with Marvin too, and Marvin just gets annoyed, although secretly he enjoys it)
- he definitely complains to his students about his love life (which leads to the revelation of Marvin’s sexuality, will write more abt this later) 
- the students are the biggest marvin/whizzer shippers & tries to set them up together
- Takes the students out for ice cream during class sometimes, bc who the hell cares? 

TRINA 
- music teacher music teacher 
- she oversees choir club and drama club too :)
- she acts like a mother to all her students :’)))))))
- when she doesn’t have classes to teach (which compared to esp Marvin and Charlotte, she has way less) she goes out and gets coffee for everyone. (or donuts. they all love donuts)
- She visits Mendel a lot bc they’re bored a lot, the rest of tkf have more classes than them. 

MENDEL 
- obviously the school counselor!!!!!!! my god
- right so he has a cat (THIS IS CANON) and he brings her to school sometimes, it just sits with his in his office and students just swarm his room during break times to see the cat
- it becomes the Official Mascot of McKinley High
- the tkf eat lunch together in his office sometimes bc its v cozy and he keeps loads of snacks there (also the cat)
- students get sent to him if they cause trouble but they end up playing board games and eating snacks together and cuddling the cat
- students love him and would go visit him even when they have no reason to (mainly its cuz of the cat, but the students love Mendel too don’t worry)
- has had a massive crush on Trina forever, and he thinks he’s being really discreet and everything but actually literally everyone knows

 CHARLOTTE DUBOIS
- teaches science !!!!! most likely chemistry 
- “does loads of experiments and gets more excited about it than the students” type of teacher
- always has the white lab coat on
- close with Marvin, complains about their students together, and also marks papers / tests together over unhealthy amounts of coffee and red bull

 CORDELIA 
- home economics :))))) 
- all the students love her 
- she’s supposed to be the teacher but she burns SOMETHING every time they have to cook
- (the students always have the fire extinguisher ready just in case)
- no she is a good cook and everything it’s just,,,, she’s also hella clumsy
- The students try to set her up with Mendel at first (they’re both rays of sunshine and literally the sweetest people ever,, hear me out) but then she comes out to them
- and then they decide,,,,,, Ms. Dubois was saying she needed an assistant for her chem classes 👀 👀

other things!!!!!!!!

IMPORTANT FACT: the students play matchmaker for the teachers omfg

- whizzer’s students were the first ones who told him that Marvin was gay (he’s not the type to go around yelling about it, although he’s out of the closet) when whizzer was complaining about the lack of attractive gay men in the school 

“They’re all either old, or married, or straight! Why did I decide to work here again?”

“What about Mr. Richards though?”

“the WHOMST” (secretly whizzer had his eye on marvin but assumed he was straight) (but now he thinks about it OBVIOUSLY he’d be gay)

- ALSO, Whizzer’s going home for the day when he walks past the racquetball court and sees Marvin trying to teach and failing horrifically, while the students are just laughing.

“God, have you ever heard of form?” 

and Whizzer ends up becoming coach of racquetball team. Marvin is demoted to “assistant coach” aka sulking as he loses every game to Whizzer. 

pls add more !!!!!!!!!!! I would like to see y’all’s headcanons about this :)))))

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I, uh, kinda got carried away with this one… Just a tad.

(Prinxiety high school! au, 899 words) One of the least popular kids in the school has a major crush on the badass guy that everyone looks up to.

I don’t think there are any warnings besides swearing and mentions of violence, but just let me know if there are!

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“Roman, you’ve been staring at Virgil for five minutes. You’re going to end up creeping him out,” Logan commented, raising an eyebrow at his friend. Roman shook his head and tore his eyes away from the leather jacket-wearing junior across the lunchroom.

“Shut up, Lo. Not everyone can easily gain a boyfriend,” he snarked, scowling at Patton and Logan’s intertwined hands.

“Now, Roman, that’s no reason to be angry. We just want to protect you from… You know…” Patton’s words trailed off as he grimaced. Sending one “bad look,” no matter if its intention was harmless, at Virgil could and would end up with you having at the very least a black eye.

“I know, but just look at him! He’s so handsome!” Roman cast another gaze at Virgil, who was sitting alone at his lunch table listening to music. Everyone at the school was too intimidated by him to even dare try and sit near him, let alone at the same table. Yet they all thought he was the coolest guy on the planet. Girls, guys, and nonbinary kids alike were all drooling over him, bending at his every whim, even after he’d made it very clear that he was only interested in guys. Of course, he payed them no attention, preferring to be alone.

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Into You

pairing: phillipa soo x reader

request: If it’s alright, could I request a Phillipa/Reader where the Reader is the standby for Eliza and really looks up to Pippa? And they’re like always clinging onto her and it’s so obvious that Pip has a crush on them but the reader is naive and oblivious? Sorry if that’s weird, it’s the first thing that came into my mind. Thank you in advance!

summary: Reader is a standby for Eliza and she quickly become great friends with Pippa, but it doesn’t take long for reader to realize she has feelings for Pippa.  

warnings: literally nothing I don’t think i swore even once

words: 2080

a/n: Here’s that pippa fic that i promised! I’m sorry it took so long, but it’s here and now I get to watch all the gatsby scenes I want to haha! 

tags: @bluesnowyangel and @hamrevolution


When you joined the cast of Hamilton as a standby for Eliza, you didn’t expect to be welcomed into the family with such open arms. Phillipa went well out of her way to make sure you felt at home in your new home away from home and even went as far as to give you a personal tour of New York City.

Before you knew it, you and Pippa had become the best of friends and were practically inseparable in every way. At every after party or celebration, instead of visiting with Jimmy Fallon or The Roots or even any of the other cast members, you stuck right by Pippa’s side like glue, and she did the same. It was a friendship made in heaven; as far as you two were concerned, nothing could go wrong.

But all good things hit a bump in the road eventually. It didn’t take a terribly long time for you to realize that your feelings for Pippa weren’t strictly platonic, and that lead to a knot tying up in your stomach anytime you were with her.

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Carousel: Part5 ( COLE X READER)

Carousel-5

SUMMARY: Tomorrow’s the Grand Premiere of Riverdale Season Two Trailer. Although you’re excited to see yourself in the big screen for the first time, you’re also let down by the thought of seeing Cole and Lili together. During the premiere, Cole finally confronts you and turn the tables once and for all.

A\N: Thank you so much for all the love given to Carousel <3 My heart is full x Requests are still open if you would like to read something else. Love youuu guys!

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You just got off the phone with Mark. He called you to let you know that he would be dropping off your red-carpet gown at Camila’s place. You asked him if it was mandatory for you to attend the gala, to which he replied  was an “ABSOLUTE MUST!”. He further explained how important it was for you to attend the premiere since it will be your first public appearance, your introduction to Hollywood basically.

You understood.

The thought of having your first red carpet moment excited you but the thought of seeing Lili and Cole together made you miffed.

“Honey! There’s someone at the door for you,” you heard your mom call from downstairs. Weird, how did anyone get your parent’s address?

You head downstairs to find Camila happily chatting with your parents.

They acknowledged your presence once you were down.

”Oh (y/n), your friend here was just telling me about how good you were at work,” your mom happily exclaimed.

“Camila,” you gave her a friendly hug,” What  are you doing here?”

She snickered, “ I have my resources. I need you to sleep over tonight.”

“Wait, what? Sleep over?”

“Yeap,” she nodded. “Your mom already gave me a green light,” she winked at your mom.

You gave your mom an odd stare,” Listen, if it’s about the dress, I’ll come over and pick it right up. I don’t think it’s necessary for me to sleep over. Really, it’s fine.”

“No, no, no. You are sleeping over and that’s it! Tomorrow’s a big day,” she smiled and held your hand,” I want your first red-carpet moment to be perfect.”

Camila was very adamant about the sleepover and seeing how excited she was about tomorrow, you couldn’t say no to her. You packed up a few essentials and got into her car.

“Mom!Dad!”, you called out from the car window,” I’m gonna be on TV!”

-

Sleeping over at Camila’s wasn’t as bad as you thought it would be. Sure, her front porch brought up an unpleasant memory but Camila was a sweetheart!

She let you wear one of her prettiest bathing robe and she even applied her homemade facial mask which she swears to  ‘lives’ by.

“Oh my god, we need to take a selfie!”, she exclaims. She pulls out her iphone and randomnly clicks a number of selfies with you.

“This one is cute! I’m gonna post it online.”

You look at the photo. It was a decent selfie of you and her in sleek bathing robes, still covered in her ridiculous face mask.

“What’s your twitter id?” she asks.

“I don’t have one.” you reply.

Her face drops, “Are you serious? Oh my god, we need to create your twitter. Like, now!!”

“No, no. It’s fine. I don’t need it. It’s-“

You should’ve known better than going against Camila. She screeched, made the most adorable puppy dog eyes and tickled you till you said, “FINE. I’LL CREATE ONE.”

Camila immediately posts the selfie of the two of you and tags you in it.

PREPPING FOR TOMORROW WITH MY HUNZ BUNZ, the caption read.

You already started receiving a number of followers, mostly from the Riverdale fandom since word did get out that you’ve been casted as Cheryl’s sister.

Soon after washing up and getting freshened, Camila suggests you go to sleep early since tomorrow is such a big day. You agree and change into your night gown before jumping in bed with Camila.

Buzz. Your phone vibrates from underneath your pillow.

“Who is it?” Camila questions

It was a short twitter notification-

Cole Sprouse followed you.

“It’s no one,” you lock your phone,”Goodnight, Cam.”

-

“Wow. You look amazing,” Camila gawks at you. You give her a small smile before staring at the your reflection in the mirror.

I must say, the hair and makeup which arrived at 6am this morning definitely did you justice!

You’re wearing a Louis Vuitton gold embroidered lace gown, a very minimal makeup with a strong red lipstick to stand out. Your hair tied up in a neat bun with few strands of hair hanging. You definitely look like a certified Blossom!

“You look amazing as well, Cam.” She’s wearing a short Armani dress in the hottest shade of red!

“Thanks,” she smiles, ”The car’s here. Let’s go.”

You quickly check your twitter before leaving. You decided to follow Cole anyway since you didn’t want him to think that you were still bitter about what happened. You wanted him to think that you were over it. Besides, giving him the satisfaction that he still has an effect on you was the last thing you wanted.

Finally going to see my oompa x , he had tweeted earlier this morning.

Everybody assumed that it was for Lili for obvious reasons. You roll your eyes, ugh, reading the “awww.. He and Lili are so cute together” comments made your stomach sick.

You lock your phone and head downstairs. A white Limo had arrived to pick you and Camila up.

You decide not to let your feelings for Cole get the best of you. Today is your day.

“I hear Cole and Lili are going to walk the red-carpet together.” Says Camila

Your stomach sicknes, “Oh. Oh yeah? Good for them.”

“Are you over him?” She asks, your eyes widen in confusion. “What?”

“You know, Cole. Are you over him?”, she retorts.

“What do you mea-“

She cuts you off, ”C’mon, it was pretty obvious that you had a crush on him.”

“So wait, you knew I liked him?”

“Pretty much, everyone did.”

You sulk,”Whoa. Ugh, nevermind. I’m over it.”

“(Y/N),” Camila tightens the grip on our hand, “It’s okay. We all go through it. Remember, today is your day.

“We’re here,” the chauffer declares.

-

The paparazzi was insane! They huddled towards the car the moment you got out of it. It was terrifying at first but then you slowly got a hold of it. You smiled confidently at the camera. The photographers were lovely! They commented on how fabulous you looked and how perfect their shots of you were.

You and Camila walk the red-carpet together  and happily pose for the photographers. You could see Casey, Ross Butler and other cast members  from a distance.

“Lili!”, Camila waves to the other side. Lili and Cole stood together hand-in-hand. You heart fell apart at the sight of them. They looked so good together. Their eyes spotted you and Camila. Cole’s eyes widened after his eyes met yours.

Camila began walking towards them but you let her hand go.

“I’ll come later,” you give her an assuring smile.

No way you’re going up to Cole and Lili. As if seeing them together wasn’t heartbreaking enough.

You smile and wave at Lili but decide to ignore Cole’s eyes.

“(y/n)!(y/n)!” you hear the reporters call you. You smile and walk towards them, “Hi!”

“You look stunning, (y/n)! What are you wearing today?”, the friendly blonde reporter questions.

“Thank you so much. I’m wearing Louis Vuitton!” you confidently reply.

“Wonderful! So, before heading off, what can you tell us about your role as Cia Blossom?”

“Okay so, I’m playing the role of Cia Blossom. She’s the new Blossom in town. She’s definitely nothing like The Blossoms, as you can already tell by my hair colour- it’s not red!,” you wittily reply.

The blonde laughs in response, “Oh hey, Cole Sprouse everyone!.”

You shudder at the sound of his name. You hadn’t even seen him coming.

Cole stood just few inches next to you. Lili and Camila, you noticed, were far from sight.

“ We were just talking to your new co-star, (y/n)” the reporter informs Cole.

Cole smiles brightly, “Yeah, she has been amazing throughout!”

You want to barf. Look at him , trying to sound so sweet around all these reporters.

You just continue to smile at the cameras nearby, completely avoiding any eye contact with Cole.

“(y/n), one last question!” the blondie says, “Are you a Bughead shipper? Were you surprised when you heard that Cole and Lili were dating?”

You face immediately drops. The dreaded question. You could feel your stomach tighten and your eyes flutter.

“(y/n)..” you heard Cole whisper to you, “You don’t have to-“

You cut him off.

“Of course,” you place the biggest fake smile on your face, “I’m a bigtime bughead shipper. I mean, who isn’t? I wouldn’t say I was surprised when I learnt about their relationship,” you look up at Cole and smile, “They have great chemistry in set so you know.. It was a pleasant surprise. We’re all very happy for them. Thank you.” You lie through your teeth and leave the scene. You could almost hear Cole’s voice call your name but you decide to let it go.

You thought you could do this but you can’t. Because truth is, no matter how much you pretend to be okay with it- you’re not. The thought of Cole with someone else sickens you. The thought of Cole treating someone else the same way he treated you makes your knees weak. The thought of him kissing someone else, the thought of him taking someone else to his favourite places- all of it. It makes you frail.

As much as you want to leave everything and go home, you know better than to cause a scene during your first public appearance. You plan, however, to leave the instant the screening ends. You’re not strong enough to attend the after-party and be surrounded by people talking about how well Cole and Lili compliment each other.

Inside the theatre, you were seated between KJ and Casey, Cole sitting next to KJ. When you approach to your seat, Cole stands up on seeing you. But so does KJ. You haven’t seen KJ since the last day of shooting. During the ride home, he didn’t bombard you with questions at all. He remained a gentleman and respected your privacy.

You look up at them in awe. How courteous. They didn’t have to stand up.

“(y/n).” both of them says in unison and give each other an awkward look.

“Hey,” you give a half smile before sitting yourself down.

“You look stunning, by the way.” KJ whispers into your ear. Cole clears his throat.

“Thanks,” you smile at him,” You look handsome yourself.” You say it loud enough for Cole to hear. And he did. You find him staring at you, but you turn away from his gaze.

The trailer starts.

It was a 3 minute trailer with a lot of cliffhanger! You saw yourself in the screen for the first time and damn, were you proud of yourself!

It showed scenes of you, KJ and Camila at Pop’s. There were hot make-out scenes between KJ and Camila. The trailer ended with a scene of Cole and Lili kissing.

Normally, you wouldn’t feel anything since it’s all just an act but after what Cole did to you, watching him kiss another girl made your heart weak all over again.

After the lights came back on and the screen went black, everyone stood up and cheered. It was a good tease.

Even though it was a good trailer and you were proud of yourself, you couldn’t stand one more minute with Cole and Lili. The atmosphere made you sick.

“Excuse me,” you told KJ and tried to make your way out.

“Hey, aren’t you coming for the after party?” asked KJ, just then Cole got up and turned towards you.

You decide to ignore him. “No, I don’t think so. I have to leave..,” you turn away and see yourself out.

“(y/n), wait!” you heard Cole call. “Later.” you wave at him and leave.

After coming out the theatre, you let out a huge breath. Wow, that was suffocating. Seeing Cole and Lili together was way worse than you had actually hoped to feel. You begin to wonder if agreeing for the third edition of Riverdale was a good idea.

You were just about to leave the scene when- You see Cole run towards you.

“(Y/N)!” he call out, panting.

You turn away and try to leave as quickly and as unnoticed as possible.

“Wait!” he grabs your hand.

You turn to face him, “Hey,” you avoid his eyes, “I have to leave. Something came up.”

“Why won’t you look at me?”, he questions, still holding your hand tight

“Cole, I don’t think this is a good ide-“

He cuts you off, “How long are you going to run away from me?”

You try to let go of his hand but he wouldn’t let you, he strengthens his grip on you.

“Cole,” you sigh,” Now is not a good time. I have to-“

“Then tell me WHEN, (y/n)!” he increases his tone, “You won’t return my calls, my messages, you even went as far as changing your number so I wouldn’t call you. I even came to your apartment but it was locked! So tell me, (y/n), when is a good time, since all you do is try to run away from me.” He slowly lets go of your hand and embraces your arms. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. But you don’t have to take such drastic measures to get rid of me. Tell me, do you really hate me that much?”

You finally look up at him. Holding back your tears, you look at the guy who once enveloped you on the prettiest bridge.

“I love you,” you turn away, “or loved, I don’t know. I can’t do this. I can’t. Loving you hurts.”

“(Y/N),” he says in a low tone, “I-“

You wipe your tears and cut him off, “It’s okay. It’s really okay, Cole.” You smile at him,”I don’t hate you. You and Lili are perfect for each other.”

“Perfect,” he scoffs, letting go of your hand,”It’s all just an act!”

“What?”

“My agent, the producers, they all want me to date Lili for some reason to increase the ratings for the show.”

“So, is that why you…”

“Yes. (y/n), you have to believe me. I would never ever hurt you. I’m sorry for what I did to you, I shouldn’t have. I had no right to do that. I just thought that it’d be easier for-“

“Yeah, you thought it’d be easier for me to forget you.”

He nods. He intertwines his fingers onto yours. “I’m sorry.”

You let go of his hand. “You know what’s the worst part?”

He widens his eyes, “(y/n).. please don’t do this.”

“The worst part isn’t the fact that you broke my heart in the way of obeying your agents and producers,” you take a deep breath and look away as your continue,”The worst part is you thinking that I will not, not even for a sec, understand you. Seems to me that you don’t even kn- “

You hear paparazzi prepare to huddle outside the theatre. You quickly wipe your tears away. “I have to go.”

“NO,(Y/N).” Cole protests, but you decide to leave anyway.

You make your way towards the car, smiling and waving at the cameras on the way.

“Great job, (y/n)!” you hear some of them comment.

“Thanks,” you smile at them.

You were just about to get into your car when you felt a hand pull you from behind.

Your eyes widen in shock to find Cole firmly taking hold of your body.

In front of everyone.

You’re too shocked and surprised to protest or to question his motives.

“I forgot something,” he says, pulling you closer to him,” I love you”.

He pulls you in for a deep kiss in front of all the cameras.

They were bawling. The fans were screeching. Everyone shocked at what they were witnessing right before their eyes!

You could hear Cole’s agent Frank yell at Cole from behind but Cole really couldn’t care less. 

He slowly breaks the kiss, only to find your wide eyes  still gawking at him in shock.

He simply smiles at you, “So much. I love you so much, (y/n). Please let me fix this. Please give me another chance. I have missed you so much.”

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A/N: I originally planned on ending the story this way, but then I wondered if you guys would like to know what happens next? What do the media make of it?What do you make of it? What does Betty make it? And Cole’s agents & producer’s wrath at his bold move. Just let me know if you would want another Carousel haha, I would be more than happy to write it x It’s fine if you guys think the story should end this way. Thank you so much for all the love <3

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Boyfriend! Haechan

#7 of Boyfriend! Series

Taeil | Johnny | Taeyong | Yuta | Doyoung | Ten | Jaehyun | WinWin | Mark | Renjun | Jeno | Haechan | Jaemin | Chen Le | Jisung

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Word Count: 1,955
Style/ Genre: Headcanon/ -
Date Posted: 23 Sept 2017


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Note: Okay, so I really really really enjoyed writing this one. There seriously needs to be more Oak x Reader imagines out there. This one had me melting and squealing on the inside because flufffffffff.

Request: Hi:) you write cast fics right? I was wondering if you could write a really fluffy Oak fic where he asks the reader to marry him? Maybe with 12? Thank you!!

Word Count: 1360

Pairing: Oak x Reader

Warning: None, just fluffity fluff and a lot of it

“Okieriete Onaodowan!” Your voice echoed off of the walls to the apartment you shared with your boyfriend.

“One sec!” Oak’s voice shouted down the hall.

A couple of beats later, his head popped into the doorway to your shared bedroom. He saw you standing in the middle of the room with your arms crossed, giving him a pointed look.

“What?” He asked, not knowing why you were acting like this.

You sighed, pointing to a pair of dirty socks that were thrown on the floor. Oak’s dirty socks that were thrown on the floor.

“How many times have I told you to not leave your dirty socks on the floor?” You asked, causing Oak to sigh. “I love you, but damn…pick up your dirty socks.”

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》you have witchcraft in your lips《

—famous!Bughead

When Jughead Jones and Betty Cooper were cast as leads for HBO’s Harry Potter prequel show Magic is Might, they thought they did not know each other. They were wrong.

note: this is a collaborative work between myself and @strix. I wrote Betty's’s POV and she Jughead’s. Be warned, we are each other’s betas, too. 

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A dress made of air and webs and you,

The wet dreams evaporate as they come true.

To anyone else just endless blue,

An invisible kite string connects me to you.”

— Pieces of Sky by Beth Orton.

CHAPTER ONE: mr jones and me, we’re gonna be big stars


@Variety: HBO picks up four pilot episodes, including Toni Topaz’s Harry Potter prequel project.

@Deadline: Up-and-coming musical director Kevin Keller branches off from theatre and confirms working on Harry Potter prequel series with HBO — Magic is Might.

@EntertainmentNews: BREAKING NEWS: Disney darling Veronica Lodge officially casted as one of the leads in Kevin Keller’s upcoming Marauders Era project — Magic is Might.

@Buzzfeed: You will not believe who was just confirmed to be cast in Magic is Might!

@CherryBombshell: To all my loyal, beautiful followers: Of course, I got the part. How could they not cast moi?

@NZHerald: Singer-songwriter Archie Andrews is rumoured to be involved with HBO’s Magic is Might.

@Deadline: Magic is Might Harry Potter prequel series finds its Sirius Black: “He walked in right off the street and I knew — that is our Sirius Black,” says showrunner, Kevin Keller.

@EntertainmentNews: HBO’s Magic is Might just cast its Remus Lupin, and it’s a very interesting choice.

@Buzzfeed: Magic is Might’s Remus Lupin is now — Remmy Lupin?!

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THE WAYWARD PRINCE:

The thing about Jughead Jones — he was weird, and he liked to be weird.

Jughead Jones was the following things: adroit wordsmith, razor-sharp, and a smart-mouthed asshole. He was not, however, the sort a teenage girl’s dreams were made of. He was a little too tall and a little too angular with a face that was a little too fond of scowling to be conventionally attractive. He had two girlfriends in the span of his entire life, and first one he’d acquired when he was nine for the span of two days. He was akin to a scalpel — sharp-edged, clinical, and very good at cutting people out of his life.

Except, Sabrina.

Never Sabrina.

And because of Sabrina — he was here, regretting everything.

“This,” Jughead grumbled for the nth time, “is all your fault.”

“Yes,” Sabrina agreed, throwing a dusky-blue button-down at him with a glare that clearly conveyed wear this or else, “it is my fault that you’ve landed the biggest television role of this year. I apologise for being magnificent.”

Jughead snorted. “Potter is the lead.”

“Who cares? Sirius is obviously meant to be the hot one. That makes his role the bigger fish. And you,” Sabrina said, tilting his head sideways and inspecting the carelessly casual style she arranged his hair in (read: brushed once and let it air-dry), “cousin-german, will soon be smiling from a poster on every pubescent girl’s wall and be the main feature in their dreams.”

“If it’s all the same to you,” Jughead’s scowl grew deeper, a feat he had not imagined was achievable before he’d done it. “I’d rather not.”

Two hours later, two thirds of which were spent navigating L.A.’s atrocious traffic, Jughead found himself lounging in a deceptively comfortable egg chair in a Hollywood studio, waiting to proceed with the first script reading session with the rest of Magic is Might cast. Sabrina, primly perched to his right, was scanning the others over the brim of her rapidly cooling coffee cup with shrewd, pale-grey eyes, as Jughead lazily thumbed through the script.

“Stop eyeing them like you want to wear their faces as a mask, Ree,” he muttered out of the corner of his mouth.

“I am so not. I’m eyeing them like I want to make a fashionable skin suit, obviously. Get your facts straight, Jones.”

Here was the thing; — Jughead firmly believed that if you did something, you better put your best foot forward from the start; to do your very best at everything you undertook and not half-ass it simply because it required effort. (Life required effort, Jughead often reminded himself, if it didn’t it wouldn’t be so damn difficult.)

This stance seemed at odds with his disaffected and cynical slacker persona, but what could Jughead say — he was contrary like that. He could remain apathetic and be a pedantic perfectionist at heart; he had layers, like a lasagna.

But precisely that sort of attitude had landed him the lead role in Magic is Might as Sirius Black.

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anonymous asked:

Fic prompt Isak plays piano/violin/cello either or all 3 Even Mahdi and Magnus are clueless until Jonas asks Isak about why he stopped playing Little bit of angst but mostly fluff pls (also bonus points if Isak actually plays something)

Heart and Soul; 1500ish words
[AO3]

The harsh October rain had forced them all to retreat inside for lunch that day.  Unfortunately, it has also forced everyone else inside too; the canteen was overflowing with damp disgruntled students when the boys got in, and they quickly agreed to find somewhere else to chill.

That’s how they found themselves sat in the music corridor: sprawled across from each other and taking turns drying their outer clothes on the radiator.  They’re all sprawled out; Mahdi and Jonas against one wall with Even and Isak and Magnus opposite them.  It’s all long damp legs and awkward rearranging to ensure no one is sat on top of anyone else is the cramped space, but after a few minutes they have it sorted.

It’s nice, actually, Isak thinks.  A nice change to sit in this quiet corridor away from the bustle of other students. He doesn’t have to strain to hear anyone talk, for one.  There’s also a faint tinkling of music coming from one of the rooms that’s giving their lunch a different vibe than usual.

He’s leaning his head on Even’s shoulder and tearing bits of his sandwich off to eat when Jonas says his name.

“Hmm?” Isak looks across at him and finds Jonas giving him a funny look.  “What?” Isak sits up self consciously, his sandwich forgotten.

“When did you stop playing piano?” Jonas asks curiously.  “You used to play all the time, man, but I don’t remember when you stopped.”

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«you have witchcraft in your lips» —famous!Bughead

When Jughead Jones and Betty Cooper were cast as leads for HBO’s Harry Potter prequel show Magic is Might, they thought they did not know each other. They were wrong.

note: this is a collaborative work between myself and @lilibug–xx. I wrote Jughead’s POV and she Betty’s. Be warned, we are each other’s betas, too. 

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A dress made of air and webs and you,

The wet dreams evaporate as they come true.

To anyone else just endless blue,

An invisible kite string connects me to you.”

— Pieces of Sky by Beth Orton.


CHAPTER ONE: mr jones and me, we’re gonna be big stars

@Variety: HBO picks up four pilot episodes, including Toni Topaz’s Harry Potter prequel project.

@Deadline: Up-and-coming musical director Kevin Keller branches off from theatre and confirms working on Harry Potter prequel series with HBO — Magic is Might.

@EntertainmentNews: BREAKING NEWS: Disney darling Veronica Lodge officially casted as one of the leads in Kevin Keller’s upcoming Marauders Era project — Magic is Might.

@Buzzfeed: You will not believe who was just confirmed to be cast in Magic is Might

@CherryBombshell: To all my loyal, beautiful followers: Of course, I got the part. How could they not cast moi?

@NZHerald: Singer-songwriter Archie Andrews is rumoured to be involved with HBO’s Magic is Might.

@Deadline: Magic is Might Harry Potter prequel series finds its Sirius Black: “He walked in right off the street and I knew — that is our Sirius Black,” says showrunner, Kevin Keller.

@EntertainmentNews: HBO’s Magic is Might just cast its Remus Lupin, and it’s a very interesting choice.

@Buzzfeed: Magic is Might’s Remus Lupin is now — Remmy Lupin?!

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THE WAYWARD PRINCE:

The thing about Jughead Jones — he was weird, and he liked to be weird.

Jughead Jones was the following things: adroit wordsmith, razor-sharp, and a smart-mouthed asshole. He was not, however, the sort a teenage girl’s dreams were made of. He was a little too tall and a little too angular with a face that was a little too fond of scowling to be conventionally attractive. He had two girlfriends in the span of his entire life, and first one he’d acquired when he was nine for the span of two days. He was akin to a scalpel — sharp-edged, clinical, and very good at cutting people out of his life.

Except, Sabrina.

Never Sabrina.

And because of Sabrina — he was here, regretting everything.

“This,” Jughead grumbled for the nth time, “is all your fault.”

“Yes,” Sabrina agreed, throwing a dusky-blue button-down at him with a glare that clearly conveyed wear this or else, “it is my fault that you’ve landed the biggest television role of this year. I apologise for being magnificent.”

Jughead snorted. “Potter is the lead.”

“Who cares? Sirius is obviously meant to be the hot one. That makes his role the bigger fish. And you,” Sabrina said, tilting his head sideways and inspecting the carelessly casual style she arranged his hair in (read: brushed once and let it air-dry), “cousin-german, will soon be smiling from a poster on every pubescent girl’s wall and be the main feature in their dreams.”

“If it’s all the same to you,” Jughead’s scowl grew deeper, a feat he had not imagined was achievable before he’d done it. “I’d rather not.” 

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high school tech crew!monsta x: assistant stage manager!kihyun
  • y’all cannot tell me you can’t see that fiery savage beast running around with a clipboard and his headset trying to gather everyone for curtain
  • tries to make stage hand!hoseok and mic crew/stage hand!jooheon stop fooling around so much even though he’s trying not to laugh himself
  • gets really meticulous about spiking sets
  • will scream if the spike tapes aren’t properly labelled and clear taped down
  • spends each scene following his highlighted and color-coordinated script closely
  • and goes around to each tech member backstage to remind them of what they’re putting on or taking off
  • everyone always replies with “yes mom” and he’s not sure whether he likes it or not
  • this man doesn’t take a breather honestly

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THE BOY


There he is! Artsy drew the prodigal son. Meet Jade, Guy and Satin’s treasure. Their wonderful, accidental treasure. He’s beautiful, he’s self confident and as Artsy mentioned he’s CONSTANTLY wearing leggings. He’s really proud of his legs and likes to flaunt them, okay? Leave him alone.

Time for a headcanon shitstorm. (All of these are pretty flexible btw. Jade’s still under construction and can change at any time.)

Jade has a rather Satin-like exterior and is usually more subdued than his father. However, dramatics are in his blood, which he has no control over, so you shouldn’t be surprised if you hear him going on a rant over something as simple as eyebrow hair out of place. Presentation is everything, goddammit.

Being an only child and a bit spoiled, he’s rather vain but is a good kid overall. Jade is not nearly as observant as Guy, due to his self centred-ness so if something is wrong with a friend, it might take him a while to notice. Please be patient with him. He’s kinda dumb in that regard. But once he actually realizes, he’s….well, he tries. Jade is not good with the emotional stuff. Doesn’t know how to comfort people. Not good at articulating deeper feelings. He’s very high and mighty about himself until he’s forced to confront emotions. Very awkward there so he avoids it when he can. But you know he’s gotta try his hardest to make that friend feel better. Satin and Guy raised him better than to just walk away. It’s done very clumsily though. Lots of stiff back patting. You tried, Jade, you tried.

I imagine him as being a pretty smart student. He did inherit Satin’s brain after all and it’s not like she’d tolerate that cleverness going to waste. The problem is, he’s not too good at concentration when he’s uninterested, another curse from Guy. So Jade does pretty damn good in school, but there is that barrier that keeps him from being labelled a genius.

He’s mama’s boy. Him and Satin have a very close relationship and he spends a lot of time in her study, giving her suggestions on her designs. She also dresses him head to toe too. Jade’s very exclusive about the clothes he wears and a good majority of the time, it’s from his mom’s line. You don’t talk shit about those clothes either. They also talk regularly after school and as mentioned before, Jade isn’t very good with admitting feelings but luckily, Satin’s a sharp woman and can read her boy exceptionally well and can help him through struggles, without even being explained the problem.

Okay, Jade loves Guy and Guy loves Jade. They really do love each other very very much but good God, this father son relationship is a mess. They bicker all the time but it’s never anything remotely offensive. Pretty sure their biggest argument was just.

“Glitter is tacky!”

*Gasp* “You take that back, you little brat!”

It’s just how they communicate. It’s usually his dad that brings out the more melodramatic side to Jade. I’m taking reference from my own father here but Guy Diamond seems like the type of man to lovingly pester his child. And it’s not like Jade can’t be equally as much as brat. This kid once ran over Guy’s sunglasses with his bike, out of pure spite (and because they were ugly) These are both petty children. But even in their arguing, like, they’re still doing it over ice cream. Because Guy took Jade out for ice cream. They’re eating ice cream together. Because they love each other. Y’know?

But listen, you would never hear him admit it in his life, but Jade is Guy Diamond’s biggest fan. Programmes from productions he’s in, posters, DVDs of his movies, interviews. Jade has all of them stashed in his room. He has an almost frightening knowledge on movie trivia of all the films Guy’s been in. He aspires to be just like him. Guy knows damn well just how much his son looks up to him but Jade’s probably the one person that he doesn’t prod to stroke his ego. He annoys him about enough things. Leave him be.

Jade can’t act. Like at all. He wants to. Good God, he wants to. He adores the lights, the stage, the makeup, the costumes but the boy is the worst actor you will ever see in your life. For the longest time, Jade was under the assumption that he was incredible. I mean, Guy and Satin try their hardest to be supportive so of course, they’re not gonna tell him that he sucks. He’ll get better with some practise, they insist. Guy actually sets up some acting lessons “just for fun” hopefully to get Jade to improve before someone else can tell him he’s terrible. Guy would rather die than let his boy get his spirit crushed. But nah, the lessons were useless. Jade is just not an actor.

He figures this out eventually after sneaking into the school’s theatre with some friends. (what a hOODLUM) Jade finds a box of audition tapes and of course his first thought is to pop in his own to show off for his friends. What they saw…well….let’s just say Jade’s never been more embarrassed in his life.

He reluctantly gives up his acting dream and pursues something else. Something where he’ll receive an equal amount of attention. Like he adores his mom’s clothes but he doesn’t really want to be a designer. He’s more of a critic of clothes more than a maker of them. Tbh I like the idea of him becoming a youtube beauty guru or something like that.

Welp, I probably have more but this is all I got off the top of my head. I hope Jade is appreciated for the second generation deity that he is.

Newsies “Show Business Is Gay” AU:
  • an alternate universe inspired loosely by personal experience

  • Okay so basic premise: Medda Larkin is the owner of a somewhat questionable, rundown theatre known for one thing, and that thing is a specialization in hiring young queer people to fill the cast and crew

  • Medda is like a trans mother duck and all the newsies +Katherine and Sarah are her queer backstage children

  • Jack does sets of course
  • Katherine is stage manager and Les is assistant stage manager and they will put the fear of god in you - Medda’s theatre has the quietest wings and the smoothest-running set changes of any theatre in New York.

  • If you’re supposed to be off book and you still don’t know your lines, Katherine will come back to your apartment with you after rehearsal and run them with you until you could recite them in your sleep.

  • Les is - occasionally more of a hazard than an asset because the ‘close eye’ he keeps on the techies more or less equates to getting underfoot and it’s hard to move set pieces around when you’re always worried about tripping over a nine-year-old. Boy pulls his weight though - he’s got Kath and Medda’s coffee orders memorized, and everyone is happier when those two have had their coffee.
  • Davey does sound or lights or something technical. He’s really good at it, but if you get him started on explaining what he does, you’ll be there forever. There are a lot of buttons and levers and such on that board, and he will tell you, in detail, what each and every one of them does.
  • Crutchie is props master. He’s very good at coming up with ways to refurbish old props or to find or make new ones for cheap, which is good, because the theatre has an annual budget of like ten bucks. You wouldn’t expect it, but that boy is also viciously protective of the props table. You are not getting your hands on so much as another actor’s pocket watch, because Crutchie sees everything, and he shows absolutely no mercy.

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Best Friend’s Sister I - The Perfect Woman

Pairing: Richard Speight Jr x Rob’s-sister!Reader

Summary: Ohmygod. Okay. The requester had anon-ed themselves, so I don’t know who it is, but their request took up 3 entire asks and if that doesn’t prove to you that this requester person is absolutely lovely then you’re totally wrong. Basically, Reader likes Richard, who is Rob’s best friend, and through the magic of Harry Potter, happy endings actually happen! 

Warnings: Harry Potter spoilers (in case you’re like Rob Benedict who actually hasn’t watched it apparently)

Originally posted by fearandleather13

(actually very accurate, totally 100% what happened)

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Kids-Anthony Ramos x Reader

Title: Kids

Word count: 1271

Pairing: Anthony Ramos x Reader

Warnings: I have no idea how this broadway thing works, so yeah.

A/N: Let’s just pretend you have a twin sister named Amanda, shall we? Btw, Y/N/N is your nickname.

Okay, so, Anthony and reader are technically just friends in this, and there’s not a lot of focus on their relationship, but you do get to see Anthony with kids!!! Which I think is kind of adorable. And you get to see Anthony’s friendship with reader, which is also kind of cute, so yeah (congratulations)(sorry, I just had to do it).

I’m kind of working on a Lin imagine thingy, so that might be posted here.

Okay, that was all (wow, these A/N are getting longer and longer)

Enjoy!

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“Y/N, please! I’m desperate!” Your sister begged over the phone.


“Amanda, I have work tomorrow!”


“They could join you. Just let them be in your dressing room with a game. That should keep them occupied for a few hours.”


You sighed as you put on a pair of shoes, the phone between your ear and shoulder.


“Amanda, I don’t really think the cast and crew would like it if I brought some kids to rehearsal.”


“Pleeeease.” 


You could almost see the pout and the puppy-dog eyes. You let out another sigh.


“Fine, but only this once!”


“Yes! Thank you thank you thank you!” She squealed as you pulled the phone away from your ear.


“You know, making me deaf is not a sticker in the book.”


When you were small, you used to have a book that your mom put stickers in if you were nice to each other. Once a book was filled (it was just one of those small notebooks), you each got a small gift. If you didn’t have that book, one of you would have killed the other before you reached your sixth birthday. 


You could hear Amanda chuckle over the phone.


“Sorry. I’ll drop them off at the theatre tomorrow, okay? And thank you again.”


You smiled. “Of course, what are twin sisters for?”


“See you tomorrow. I’ll bring you a coffee.”


“Oh, that’s okay. Anthony usually brings me coffee, but I would kill for a bagel.”

You blushed as you mentioned Anthony.
Anthony was one of your co-actors. He played John Laurens in the first act and Phillip Hamilton in the second. You kind of had this thing going on, where you flirted a lot and you were both into each other, but you decided to keep it professional so you were just friends.


“Ooooh, Anthony. Who is this Anthony you speak of?” She said into the phone.


You could see her wiggling eyebrows and suggestive grin. She definitely knew you too well. The thing about you was that it wasn’t often you got a crush on someone, but when you did, you fell hard. Amanda was opposite. She often got crushes, but they were more superficial, hence why she is a single-mother for two in her twenties.


“A co-worker. See you tomorrow, I have to go now.” You said, putting emphasis on co-worker.


You were smiling, thinking of Anthony suddenly lightening your mood, and you think she could hear that because she chuckled again, like she did every time she was happy for you.


“Okay, lover-girl, see you tomorrow with your bagel. I can’t wait to see Anthony!”


You didn’t get to respond as she hung up.

-

You were pacing outside the Richard Rodgers, checking your phone every minute or so to check the time and to see if you had gotten any messages from your beloved sister. You hadn’t gotten a very good start on the day, sleeping through your alarms, realising you were out of coffee and forgetting to eat, which had already made you very stressed.


“Y/N? Why are you pacing out here?” Anthony asked as he came, carrying two paper cups.


“Oh thank god! I was out of coffee this morning!” You exclaimed as you dived for the coffee in his hand. 


You sighed in delight when you finally got a sip of the delicious creamed and sugared coffee, the warm liquid warming up your frozen body and making your stress go slightly away. Anthony chuckled, a wonderful sound that automatically made your day much brighter.

“So, were you waiting outside for me?” Ant asked, his eyebrow raised.


You shook your head and took another sip before answering. “I’m waiting for my sister. She’s dropping off her kids here so I can babysit them.”

“Oh, and here I thought you stayed out in the cold because you loved me.” He said with fake offence. 


You giggled as he put his hand to his heart.


“I’m sorry Ant, it’s totally because of you too! And the coffee.” You whispered the last part, pretending that you didn’t want him to hear.


He pouted, and you poked his nose. “Aw, you know I love you.”

“Y/N! Thank you so much for doing this, I know it’s not really ideal and that you and everyone else probably don’t want some kids running around when you’re working, so this means so much for me!” Amanda said fast, obviously stressed.


She held her son, Julian, in her hand, while her daughter Emma was secured on her waist. Julian was seven, while Emma was five. She sat Emma down and led them to me.


“Y/N/N!” Emma exclaimed, running over to you and hugging your knees.


You chuckled. “Hi Emma. Are you excited to join aunty on work today?”

She nodded vigorously. Julian, who was more shy, came over to you and tugged on your pants. You bent down and hugged him too.

“Okay kids, you’ll have to be nice with aunt Y/N today. Do as she says, don’t touch anything you aren’t allowed to touch and I’ll be back soon, okay?” Amanda said, putting on what you called her ‘mom-voice’.


They nodded simultaneously, and she kissed their cheeks. “Okay, bye, I’ll miss you, see you soon.” She said as she started to walk away, blowing them a kiss.


Emma giggled and caught it, and put it in her pocket. They turned to me.


“Now, should we go into the heat?” You asked them.


“Yes please!” Anthony exclaimed from behind you.


You laughed, and Anthony led you to the doors, holding it open for you.

-

The day went okay. The kids listened to you most of the time, and they weren’t the biggest bother. Right now they were in your dressing room while you got yourself and them some food. When they got hungry they got more hyper and grumpy, which was not a good mix. If you didn’t want them to tear down the whole theatre, you’d have to get some food in them.


As you neared your room, you could hear their laughter. You smiled. If they were laughing, they weren’t destroying anything, right? No they weren’t, because Anthony was in there, playing with them.

You had never really been great with children. You never knew what to say to them, and how to act around them. Even as a kid yourself, you had more adult friends than you had children your age.


Anthony on the other hand, seemed like he was a natural. He was giving Emma a piggyback ride, while chasing Julian around the room. They were all laughing, and looking like they had the time of their life.


You couldn’t help standing in the doorframe, watching them play around as you felt your love for Anthony grow.


“Y/N! Did you bring food!?” Julian noticed you first.


You smiled as you held up some sandwiches and some small juice boxes. They cheered and ran to you, grabbing for the food and juice. Anthony walked over to you after them.


“I didn’t know you were so good with kids.” You said impressed, an eyebrow raised.


Anthony blushed and looked down. “I have a younger sister. I used to babysit her when I was younger.”


You smiled.


“Well, that’s great, because I’m terrible with kids. I just don’t know how to act around them.”


“It would be my pleasure to help you today.” Anthony said with a mock formal voice, making you laugh.


“Thank you.”


“What can I say except, you’re welcome!” He sang.

You laughed more and slapped his arm lightly.

Amusement

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Originally posted by thefirstgingerdoctor

A/N: IT’S MY FIRST TADASHI X READER FIC AHHHHHH I hope you guys enjoy, because I really liked writing this one.

Warnings: Tadashi is a really hot nerd


Being a college student can be incredibly stressful. So when your friends suggested you all celebrate the start of summer break by going to an amusement park, you excitedly said yes. You are decked out in the San Fransokyo Association of Arts tee shirts you got on the last day. It was a nice way to show school pride, find each other in crowds, and it was a bonus that they were really comfortable.

“Okay guys! How are we going to do this?”

McKinley claps her hands together to get everyone’s attention. The other three of you snap to attention in front of your unofficial leader. You spoke up first.

“Well I for one have never been on the big roller coasters before.”

Caroline leans away from you, a hand on her chest in an exaggerated gesture of shock.

“What?”

Margaret grins, clearly already planning. Leah put both hands on your back, pushing you toward the big red structure ahead of you.

“We are soooo fixing that!”

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Rewind (Part One)

Pairing: Actual A.Ham x Reader (Non-Romantic) Lin Manuel Miranda x Reader (Possibly romantic ;) )

Request: “I keep seeing all the imagines where the reader is living in modern au but she travels back to hamiltime so I thought it would be cool if you did an Alex x reader where the reader plays Angelica in Hamilton and Alex somehow travels from hamiltime to the Richard rogers theatre in modern au. I don’t really know what would happen from there, I’ll kind of just leave it up to you. Anyway, thanks💕💕” - @hamiltrashy1776

Warnings: Slight Swearing

A/N: So I absolutely love this idea and for some reason the first image that popped into my head while reading this was Lin fangirling over Alexander while the reader is trying to figure out why the hell he’s in the theatre. Anyways, hope y’all enjoy!


To say you were nervous to play as Angelica was a complete understatement.

You’d been part of the cast at Hamilton for a little over five months as part of the ensemble, and you couldn’t have been happier. Getting to dance around some of Broadway’s biggest stars was an unforgettable experience you’d always treasure, even in your days away from the stage. But for now, you planned on sticking to the show for as long as you could.

A month into the show, Lin had asked if you could be Renee’s understudy. It took all you had in you not to jump for joy right the and there and instead answer with a simple, “Sure.”

Renee had gotten sick just two days before the next show, which meant you were getting your chance as the eldest Schuyler sister.

As soon as you got word of the news, you packed up your laptop, went home, and studied your lines for ten hours straight. You were only in a couple of songs sure, but if you were being honest, you’d never actually expected to play Angelica…and you hadn’t really been memorizing lines. Luck was not in your favor as you failed to correctly memorize more than “The Schuyler Sisters”and most of “Satisfied” despite you reading, re-reading and listening to Renee’s versions for hours straight. Alas, none of your attempts seemed to do you any good. 

The next day, full of stress and nerves, you headed over to Richard Rodher’s theatre, hoping the stage and set up would possibly inspire your brain into memorizing some of the damn lines. You glanced up at the dark clouds looming above. Looks like it’s gonna storm. You thought, a small smile creeping onto your lips. The rained calmed you, maybe this was a good sign.

What you didn’t expect when you walked in, hazlenut latte in hand, was seeing Lin sat onstage, cross-legged, hair pulled up in a bun and furiously typing away at something on his laptop, a single spotlight cast down on him. Heat flooded your cheeks, okay, you might’ve formed a small crush since you had started dancing in Hamilton. But nothing too severe, it wasn’t like seeing him, brows furrowed in concentration,  black tank-top and black jeans clinging perfectly in all the right places, biting his lip slightly did anyhting to you. It defintely wasn’t causing the blush on your cheeks. It had to be warm in here, that was it. Besides, you were wearing your favorite thick, knit sweater and some leggings, of course you were going to be warm. Right?

“If I would’ve known you were here, I would’ve picked you up a coffee along the way.” You said, making your way to the stage. He looked up and smiled.

“(Y/N), why’re you here so late?” He inquired as you climbed the small set of stairs and plopped down next to him. 

You cocked a brow. “Lin, it’s two in the afternoon.”

He furrowed his brows, checking his watch. He gave a sheepish grin, yawning and shutting his laptop. You shook your head and smiled. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but something tells me you stayed here all night.”

He cracked his knuckles and chuckled, a sound that caused the butteflies in your stomach to awaken. “You got me there-” he paused, sniffing the air, “Is that a hazelnut latte?” He pointed to the steaming drink between you.

You laughed, handing it to him. “Yeah, take it. Something tells me you need this more than I do.” You half-joked. A grateful smile graced his lips as he took the drink, blowing on it lightly before taking a sip. You couldn’t help but stare at the way his lips wrapped around the edge of the cup, the way his eyes shut as he hummed in pleasure. “So,” you tore your eyes away, taking your script from your messenger bag, “What kept you up?”

He paused. “Oh, uh, just writing. No big deal. lost track of the time I guess.” He gave you a smile, one that told you he was hiding something. “What’d you do to earn that luggage?” He motioned to the bags under your eyes.

You sighed, holding up the script that was flipped to Angelica’s part in “Take A Break”. “I stayed up trying to nail these lines. It’s not hitting the notes that I have a problem with, it’s learning them in the first place.” You admitted, groaning and putting your head in your hands. “I’m never going to get this. You’ll have to find another Angelica by tomorrow night.” You mumbled through your fingers.

You heard him chuckle. Go ahead, laugh at my pain. You thought bitterly. Okay, maybe you were overreacting just a little. But still, butchering the lines you heard night after night was incredibly frustrating.

“Hey, don’t get worked up. Do you want me to go through your songs with you?” He offered.

You sat up, tension leaving as you saw his smile. “Would you? That’d be great.”

He nodded, pulling his own script from his laptop bag. Not that he needed it.

“Okay, I take it you’ve gotten “The Schuyler Sisters” memorized?” He inquired, thumbing through the thick book. 

You opened up your own script, trying not to focus on the way Lin’s hair was starting to fall in front of his eyes. “What makes you say that?” You teased.

“You sing it before shows all the time. I almost asked you to be Leslie’s understudy with how well you play Burr.” He grinned.

Your blush darkened. He had noticed you singing? You mumbled a ‘thanks’ before finding the part in “Satisfied” where Angelica’s going over her truths. 

“Okay, so I keep switching up the words and order in which she’s discussing the fundemental truths.” You turned your body completely towards him, mirroring his crossed legs.

He nodded. “I’ll start from when she’s leading Hamilton to Eliza.” He took another drink and ckeared his throat. “Where are you taking me?”

You closed your eyes, not peaking at the script and racking your brain for the next line. “I’m about to change your life.”

“Then by all means, lead the way.”

You took a breath, here’s where it would start. “Number one; I’m a girl in a world in which my only job is to marry rich, my father has no sons so I’m the one who has to social climb for one, so I’m the oldest and prettiest-” Your eyes popped open to find Lin smiling at you.

“You’re the what?”

“Shut up.” You grumbled. “They sound exactly alike. Okay,” you took a breath and shut your eyes, “The oldest ad the wittiest, and the gossip in New York City is insidious and Alexander is penniless,” you faked a scoff, “That doesn’t make me want him any less.” You breathed a sigh of relief. Well, it was more progress than last night.

You opened your eyes and saw Lin beaming proudly. “Nice job. Alright,” Just as he opened his mouth to speak, a loud clap of thunder erupted and the only source of light cut out. 

You didn’t squeal in surprise. You were sure you didn’t. Well, maybe just a little.

“Damn, power’s out.” He muttered, scrambling around in the dark for his phone.

“It looked like it wanted to storm when I first came in.” You cleared your throat, praying he didn’t hear your squeal over the sound of the thunder. “It must’ve started.”

A burst of lightning sparking through the small windows in the back confirmed this. 

“Of course my phone’s dead.” He said. You couldn’t see his expression, but from what you knew of him he was scowling, still staring at the black screen.

“Don’t we have candles in the prop room?” You asked. If you did, there had to be matches in there with them. Hopefully.

“You’re a damn genius (Y/N). Is your phone charged?”

You pressed the power button, briefly illuminating the floor in front of you. “I’ll go check it out. If I don’t come back after ten minutes, just assume I’m a ghost.” You stood, cracking your knuckles.

He chuckled. “Rodger that.”

You unlocked your phone, switching on your flashlight and carefully making your way to the prop room. You let your mind wander to what Lin had said he’d been working on, but he hadn’t said much. Huh. It was a little peculiar that he wouldn’t disclose this to you considering how close you two had become over the past few months. You quickly dismissed it though as you reached the prop room. 

The door was already open, which was odd. You shrugged it off. Daveed or someone had probably left it open after the last show.

Boxes of blank paper, quils, ink and other Hamilton-like things were strewn about, overflowing from the boxes stacked against the wall. You chuckled as the light from your phone caught on Daveed’s, well, Jefferson’s cane. 

After searching through a couple of boxes, you had managed to locate a few long candles, and at the bottom of one box was a pack of matches. You tcuked them under your arm and began making your way back to the stage,, hopefully you hadn’t been gone too long.

Your finger slipped, clicking off the light and basking you in complete darkness. You took a step, bumping into something-well, rather someone.

“Lin, I told you not to worry until after-” You clicked the light on, shining it on his face.

Oh.

You looked up into the strikingly blue eyes only inches away from yours.

That definitely wasn’t Lin.

“….Alexander Hamilton?”

anonymous asked:

i have a kinda... intrusive? problematic? question. you dont have to answer if it makes you uncomfortable... does being trans effect your performing? like vocal ranges are such a defining part of musical theatre and binding restricts breathing and yeah. im considering applying for theatre programs but im not out and i dont want to audition as a "girl". do (or did) you have problems with your voice not being low enough for roles? or your body not being "masculine enough"?

hi anon!! sorry this took so long to respond, this is an issue very near and dear to my heart.

the short answer is yes, being trans affects your performing.

the long answer is this:

when i came out, that was one of my biggest concerns. i was horrified that the director of the theatre studio i was a part of would look at me and only see golde, miss flannery, mama bear, so many other female roles i had played in his company. and i’ll be honest with you - for a moment, i was right. he told me, when i first spoke to him, that it would be difficult for him to see me in male roles. he was afraid i wouldn’t look “convincing” enough on stage, and he said i definitely could not be considered for any romantic leads as to not make girls uncomfortable. 

needless to say, i was crushed and considered leaving the company. but that company in particular was my second home, and i chose to keep going and try to prove him wrong.

i had a plethora of issues in my first few shows after i came out - listening to my pre-testosterone voice when i played reverend hale in the crucible makes me cringe, even though otherwise, i was very pleased with my performance. i got so concerned with the way my voice sounded, how my hair looked, how my costumes looked and fit. i was the captain in anything goes, only to find out that all the vocal parts written for him were far too low. i thought i sounded silly up there - like a girl trying to sing like a guy, not like a guy. i was told i wouldn’t be able to change with the boys in their dressing room during that show.

i went from getting lead after lead in musicals to featured ensemble parts, parts that didn’t sing or speak. it was devastating, honestly, and i was beginning to think nobody would take me seriously as an actor anymore. who would cast me? who would want to go to the trouble?

it’s likely that this is how you may feel when you start doing shows after you come out. but i need you to know that this feeling goes away.

my first show after starting testosterone was les miserables, with that same director that had told me he couldn’t see me as male lead parts. in that show, much to my shock, confusion, and delight, i was cast as enjolras.

now, i could accredit this to me having started testosterone the summer prior, and my voice had shifted thusly. i was now a true tenor 1 instead of an alto who could sing tenor. however, the voice change was so gradual, i barely noticed it. of course, i sound much different in les mis than i did in the crucible, but my voice wasn’t something i was actively thinking about when i was playing enjolras. for the first time, i was thinking about enjolras.

i was back to normal, if you will - thinking about method, character choices, blocking, lyrics, etc. i started to remember why i started doing theatre again. you have to remember that you, firstly and foremostly, are an actor. i’m not going to say that i’m not trans when i’m performing - of course i am, it’s part of who i am and i can’t change that. but it becomes just one part of who i am, it became just one part of who enjolras was - sorry @ my director, in your traditional les mis, enjolras was trans. otto lammermeier was trans. mr. cladwell and officer barrel were trans. howie newsome was trans.

and the first time i stood in front of a casting person from college, i realized that they didn’t see golde or miss flannery - but they didn’t see enjolras or mr. cladwell either. they just saw me, a trans actor ready to do my audition.

do i still have issues that arise sometimes? of course! i have big hips that don’t look great in a lot of trousers. i have trouble hitting some lower bass notes. sometimes, you can see my binder through costumes. there are days when i look in the mirror and i don’t see who i want to see.

but please, please, as you’re doing shows - don’t apologize for your presence. don’t tell yourself it’s okay that you’re not allowed to change in the boys’ dressing room if your state, by law, says that it is okay. don’t tell yourself you shouldn’t bother going for that male lead because you’d have to kiss a girl. you are not a director’s burden, you are an artist coming to share your gifts with the rest of the production and you are valued for that.

i’m proud to say that i’m studying at one of the top theatre schools in the world right now, the most represented college on broadway. i couldn’t be happier here - even if i wasn’t masculine enough, if i didn’t sound enough like a man. i am who i am, i showed them what i can do, and they wanted me.

and even though you won’t always get cast, someone is going to want you in their production or school, too.

i wouldn’t be the artist i am today if i wasn’t trans, so being trans absolutely affects my performing. initially, it was for the worst. but now, it’s for the absolute best.

gosh i’m sorry for how long and emo that got, i get real fired up about this. if you ever have ANY more specific questions about voice or binding or whatever (that’s probably what you wanted to know initially), please, PLEASE message me! i’d be glad to tell you about my experiences – i just want you to know that you don’t have to be ashamed of your transness when performing <3

Storybrooke UK: Colin O’Donoghue - Stage talk
  • “Once I get my guy liner on I’m ready!” (x)
  • “[On his jacket] I think they used three whole cows” (x)
  • “The costume Hook prefers between Evil Queen, Dark Swan and Wicked witch is… Captain Hook's” (x)
  • “If Hook was a woman he’d have a crush on Robin” “[He] couldn’t pick” (x) (x)
  • “He prefers being dark” (x)
  • “Hook and Charming?” (x)
  • “If Hook was LGTB, Colin would like him to be with Robin” (x)
  • “Being all in [darkness] is the Dark One he wanted to do” (x)
  • “He loved the Back in the future finale and the Oz arc” (x
  • “He wanted Hook to “be Irish” [the accent]” (x)
  • “[When asking about learning what really happened to Milah] I can’t really… say too much” (x)
  • “I can tell you that Hook loves Emma Swan” (x)
  • “[When asking if Jen would direct a MV if he wrote a song] Jen is unbelievable. She’s fantastic, a great person” “He would let her direct a video” (x) (x)
  • “[His favourite nickname] When Regina calls him ‘Captain Guyliner’ ” (x)
  • “If he could film next season where he wants, would be Ireland” (x)
  • “Colin said Sean is probably his best friend on set” “Do not say to Sean that I said that” (x) (x)
  • “Colin did a lot of theatre. Would love to play in the future. He said MRJ will do a play soon” (x)
  • “While climbing the beanstalk, Colin hit the stuntwoman playing Emma with his metal hook in the head” (x)
  • “He uses the hook to hold his coffee” (x)
  • “Josh Dallas is the biggest prankster. And he brought a fart machine to set” (x)
  • “Colin doing his Irish dancing and kick” (x

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