i regret not doing it more

anonymous asked:

can you write a fanfic that betty is uncomfortable jughead is smoking so she is trying to stop him

I’m gonna twist this again!
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“Betty, are you sure about this? I mean it’s highly addictive and what if you… what if you like it?” Archie held the packet of marlboros in his hands, he’d snuck them from his fathers work bag and he was beginning to regret his decision in helping Betty with her plan.

“Oh please Archiekins, Betty’s stronger than that. I for one think this is a great idea. It’s a nasty, dangerous habit and there’s nothing Jughead won’t do to keep Betty safe. Not to mention I can’t wait to see his face.” Veronica was practically wiggling in excitement as she held out a hot pink lighter towards Her best friend.

She was right, smoking was nasty and dangerous, exactly why Betty had to do this. Jughead was causing more trouble to his health than he knew and his lips had recently started tasting more bitter than Betty preferred. Pulling the stick to her lips Betty inhaled, instantly ripping it from her mouth and coughing.

“Ew! This is disgusting! Who enjoys this?!” The beautiful blonde stared at the cigarette in disgust.

Archie chuckled swinging an arm around Veronica’s shoulder
“Keep on puffing, you have about five minutes to learn, were almost at Pops.”

By the time they had reached the neon lit Sign, Betty was inhaling like a pro, minus the grimace on her face.

“There he is! Look” Veronica clapped a hand to Betty’s shoulder, sure enough Jughead was sitting outside Pops surrounded by a few of the other younger Serpents and their motorcycles. “Okay so all you have to do is make sure to. Have his attention then pop one of those cigarettes in your mouth.”

Betty took a deep breathe as she sauntered past her boyfriend and his friends, instantly he noticed her, shoving the leather jacket boys to the side and moving to make his way to her.

Okay go time.

Veronica and Archie both leaned against the building pretending to have a conversation, Betty shoved the cigarette on her mouth and took a deep inhale nearly choking but keeping her cool.

Suddenly a hand was in front of her face, batting the cigarette from her mouth, wide blue eyes and mouth set in a firm line

“What the hell are you doing?!” He stubbed the lit cigarette out with the toe of his boot, his eyes searching hers frantically.

“Well hi Juggie, it’s good to see you too.”

Jughead gripped her hand, tugging her away from the prying eyes of the serpents and their friends.

“What are you doing?! What is this?”
He gestured to the cardboard box of cigarettes in his girlfriends hands.

Betty looked up at him through her lashes
“They’re cigarettes, I’ve been smoking for a little bit now. They help with the stress. You get it.”

Jughead once again knocked Betty’s hands, sending the carton flying and spilling its contents onto the floor.

“No absolutely not. Don’t you know what these things will do to you. You’re so beautiful, you’re gorgeous, these things? They’ll ruin you. Not to mention the health concerns, your lungs Betty! Your voice! Who’s going to sing me to sleep when you can’t even speak because the cigarettes have wrecked your lungs?! I love you too much to let these things destroy you. You know you have me! You know if you’re stressed you can talk to me! I’m always here baby. You don’t need those stupid cancer sticks.” He was practically shaking as he clutched her hands on his.

Betty went on her tippytoes and smiled adoringly as she dropped a slow kiss to his lips.
“It was my first cigarette Juggie. I don’t smoke, I’m not going to smoke. I just wanted you to see how it feels, everything you said? That’s how I feel about you, that’s how you smoking makes me feel. I love you and I want you to be around for a very long time.”

Jugheads head snapped up in shock before his shoulders slumped in relief.
“Betty..” he started

Betty kissed him again, this time more passionately
“Plus, I love how you taste without all that ash and smoke.” She whispered low on his ear.

The dark haired boy tightened his grip on his girlfriends waist as he shivered involuntarily
“I’ll try okay? I’ll try I promise.”

Betty smiled pulling away
“That’s all I ask, now come on my vice is milkshakes. Care to help an addict?”

Jughead loved his fingers through hers and rolled his eyes, dropping a kiss to her forehead.

“You got it Juliet.”

anonymous asked:

Come on Mikan!!!! Fight the despair!!!!

But even if we get out of here…What we did is so horrible…As I thought the only one who can really accept me is Junko-sa…


Of course not ! Listen, everything that is making you scared right now, everything that you’re regreting doing, all of this happened because of her. Going back to her won’t change anything but only allow her to manipulate you more.


And you say that only her can accept you but what about the others?


The others?


Yes. Listen, maybe you didn’t see it because bad things were still hapening to you but when you were at HPA, you weren’t alone, you were always surrounded by everyone of our class. They were your friends, they cared about you. I know that because it wasn’t like that for me. I wasn’t a part of your group but you were. You weren’t alone Tsumiki-san, and you won’t be alone now.


I…I won’t?


Well, you know how Koizumi-san is, right? There is no way she would let you be sad all by yourself, she is a real mother-hen after all. Maybe things will be different now and maybe some people won’t want to be friend with you again but some will, don’t you think it’s already good enough? To have some friends who are able to accept the best like the worst parts of you ?


To have real…Friends?


Yes…I want that…I want that please…!


*outside the Neo World*


Mission complete, the despair is gone from her brain.


That’s wonderful !!!


Stop smiling like a fool, Makoto.


Ah c’mon I’m just really happy, and you’re smiling too Byakuya !


…We will wait a few more minutes just to be sure but be ready to stop the simulation, Alter Ego?


I’m ready, I can do it whenever you want !!

anonymous asked:

If people have anti-period mods, do you also have hormonal regulation mods? Are people compatible with mods more emotionally stable?

Yes, but only to an extent.

There are regulations in place to ensure that people don’t overuse mods so that they’re ‘no longer themselves’ (not saying I necessarily agree with this statement, it’s just what government regulations exist to do in the world of Always Human). I think Sunati once mentioned in the comic that she’d hither focus mods limit for the month, and she regretted it because it would’ve been particularly useful to be calm and settled at the time.

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Run, baby, run
Don’t ever look back
They’ll tear us apart if you give them the chance
Don’t sell your heart, don’t say we’re not meant to be
Run, baby, run, forever we’ll be
You and me

so i had this hc that lux’s parent’s are like…hella protective and have high standards so they do not like jinx. so i thought of a romeo and juliet-esque scenario bc jinx really is the type to break and enter just to see the bae lmao 

cheesy? duh, yes. do i regret it? absolutely not. 

more under the cut!

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

Love you more than Ax loves cinnamon buns ;)

Based on my limited current knowledge of Ax and cinnamon buns, that seems like a lot of love, and I accept it with gratitude and some love right back at you, anonymous friend.

(In other news, I almost bought some of those cinnamon-rolls-in-a-tube things this weekend, but did not do so, and now I’m really regretting that life choice.  If I had made better decisions, I could have had cinnamon rolls tomorrow, in honor of Ax!  Get your shit together, past me.)

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Please help and support this show by watching is legally on Netflix THIS FRIDAY ONWARDS! I normally hate these types of posts, but for this show, it’s needed. It’s not often we get such a female driven show like this within the anime industry, and compared to the many male driven animes, it’s not even a fraction of how popular it SHOULD be.

LITTLE WITCH ACADEMIA FOLKS! GIVE IT A GO! YOU WON’T REGRET!

hp characters as anna kendrick’s tweets

harry: It’s cute how I used to think this “barely-holding-it-together” feeling was temporary.

ron: Sometimes I think “I need to think before I speak” and then other times I think “I shouldn’t leave the house or interact with people ever.”

hermione: I woke up just before winning the argument in my dream. Fuck this day.

draco: For someone with such an intense need to be liked you’d think I would have figured out how to be less of an asshole.

neville: My daily objective is less about goal achievement and more about regret management.

ginny: “You’re the only person in the world I don’t hate right now" is as close as I get to saying “I love you”

luna: When *I* played Barbie, I stripped her naked and melted her with matches.

voldemort: My life would be so much easier if it wasn’t for that thing…God, what is that thing called…other people.

dumbledore: If I die unexpectedly can everyone just do the right thing and pretend I was a way better person than I am?

snape: Can I petition to make holding grudges an Olympic event? Cause I’ve been in training my whole life.

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“I love that she’s unapologetically badass. There’s no back-story trying to explain something horrible that happened to her that explains who she is. No, that’s just who she is. She just is this person; no explanation needed. Just like men—when a male character comes on screen and is a badass, you just accept it. And I’m hoping that’s what fans do with Rosa. She is who she is and she just doesn’t give a shit.”- Stephanie Beatriz on her character, Rosa Diaz, in Brooklyn Nine-Nine

MORNING AFTER WITH BTS || Friends version

waking up next to your best friend after a drunk one night stand can’t be good… right?

Seokjin:

★you and jin had shared a bed many times

★so waking up next to you wasn’t something that bothered him

★he was used to waking up with a dead arm because you were laid on it

★what did bother him was that the two of you were naked

★he’d scrunch up his face trying to piece the small bits of memory he had together

★the panic would rise slightly as he tried to remember if he was protected

★that would soon be quashed when he saw the foil wrapper on the bedside drawers

★he’d then begin to panic over what would happen when you woke up

★would you leave and never talk to him again?

★over something the two of you couldn’t even remember?

★he decided to just treat it like any other time you two wake up together

★he carefully moved you from his arm and onto a pillow

★pulled on a pair of pyjamas

★and went to cook breakfast for the two of you

★when you finally woke and went to find him in the kitchen he’d offer you a small smile

★’you’re making omelette?’

★’it’s your favourite’

★’no egg pun with that?’

★’my egg puns aren’t craking today’

★’oh thank god. i thought you were going to be off with me’

★’why would i do that?’

★’you might see me different after last night’

★’i do see you different’

★’oh’

★’i see you as a god/goddess. now sit down and have your breakfast’

★the two of you ate while talking about the last thing you remember from last night

★'it isn’t as bad as they make it look in movies. we haven’t screamed at eachother, nor do we regret it’

★’you don’t regret it?’

★’i got to sleep with the most handsome man in the world, what’s to regret?’

★’you’re such an idiot’



Yoongi:

★more like afternoon after 

★you woke before him

★and decided it would be best to let the poor guy try get as much sleep as possible

★when you move to get off the bed to dress and leave, he’ll groan as his sleep was disturbed

★he’d watch you pull on your clothes then clear his throat

★’so that’s it? you’re not even going to tell me how i was?’

★’how do you not know how you were?’

★’i was drunk’

★’so was i’

★’well we’re just gonna have to do it again’

★when you threw a piece of clothing at him he’d laugh and sit up

★’you want to go get breakfast?’

★’it’s two in the afternoon’ 

★’we’re breaking the fast, Y/N. therefore it’s breakfast’

★’here’s me thinking i would have breakfast made for me’

★’i’m just as disgusted about last night i deserve compensation in the form of food also’

★when you frowned at his words, he’ll reach to pull you back onto the bed

★’it’s called a joke, love’

★he’d wrap the covers around you along with his arms

★he’d nuzzle his face into you

★and his hands would come to rest on your stomach under your shirt

★’i was serious about the doing it again thing. i’d like to do it again many times’ 

★’is that your way of asking me to be your friend with benefits?”

★’no, that was my way of asking if you’d be my girlfriend/boyfriend’

★’will i get breakfast in bed?’

★’no’

★’then it’s a no from me’

★’you little shit’

★you’d both stay laid in bed until your stomach growled

★he’d order food from his phone

★’i could cook’

★’it would require you getting out of bed’

★’we can’t stay in bed forever’

★’not with that attitude you can’t’

★he really loves to play with your hands???

★he’ll trace shapes, lyrics, his shopping list

★when it’s time for you to leave, he’ll kinda just stretch out on the bed 

★and pout

★’take me up on my offer of going out with me’

★’why should i?’

★’because i never want to wake up without you again’


Hoseok:

★softest gentleman to ever live

★when he got out of bed, he’d wrap the covers over you so none of you was exposed

★he’d go and start breakfast and make you both coffee

★when he returned to the room to see you waking up he’d turn to mush

★’breakfast is cooking. do you want to join me for a quick shower?’  

★’that would be lovely’

★’i’ve only got shower gel for me, so you’ll have to smell like me for a while’

★he’d help you out of bed and walk you to the bathroom  

★when under the water, he’ll massage your shoulders and back 

★’i could get used to this’ 

★he’d laugh and pull you back to him 

★’do you want to get used to it?’

★he’d sway with you in his arms

★’we should go eat’

★helps you get dried 

★let’s you wear something from his wardrobe

★gushes over it

★is a big ball of mush for you

★sits you on the sofa and spoon feeds you breakfast



Namjoon:

★he’d warm with joy when he wakes up to see your naked form curled into him

★though his smile would quickly fade when he saw the bruises that decorated your skin

★his fingers would run over one slowly

★you’d give a groan in response and he’d move away quickly

★’why did you stop?’ 

★you moved to look up at him

★a frown of your own on your face when you saw his expression

★’do you want me to leave?’

★’no! no, it’s just that I made a mess of you’

★you’d look down to your chest and giggle at the purple spots you now adorned

★’it’s not funny! you should’ve stopped me!’

★’why? it obviously felt good’

★’it looks painful’

★’i think it looks pretty. a souvenir, if you will’

★his mood would lift back up at your laughing 

★he’d move to hover over you and kiss all over the marks  

★he’d help you get dressed 

★would try his best to brush you hair

★but ends up getting the brush stuck

★so he gives up and lets you take over

★this poor pup can’t cook for his life so out to mcdonalds you go

★he’d wrap his arm around you while you walked 

everything happens for a reason, you know’

★‘yeah, it was always destined for you to take me to mcdonalds for lunch’



Jimin:

★jimin took good care of you as your friend

★but after you’d been intimate hot damn be prepared to be treated like royalty

★you’d wake up on your own

★but a few seconds after you’d see him walk through the door with a tray in his hands

★’you’re not leaving until I’ve fed you’

★’who said i was planning on leaving?”

★you’d both giggle alot

★after eating breakfast together in bed, you’d flop next to him and sigh

★’tell me how much you liked it~’ 

★’it was alright’

★’alright? alright wouldn’t have made you moan like that’

★’how do you remember that?’

★’you don’t forget the most beautiful thing you’ve ever heard’

★’shut up’ 

★he’d lay over you to stop you from getting up

★’are we still friends?’

★'you wanna be friends after i had you a quivering mess beneath me? i don’t think so. we’re walking away at least friends with benefits. but me being your boyfriend would be ideal’

★soft bub would turn red when you agreed to the whole dating thing

★he’d move to pin your arms on the bed and straddle your stomach

★’tell me you love me’

★’i don’t’

★’then why’d you say yes?’

★’you got a nice butt’

★would attack you with kisses



Taehyung:

★if you think you could sneak out of bed think again

★he’d have his limbs wrapped around you so tight while you slept

★so when you woke up, you’d try to shimmy out of his grip

★but gave up shortly after 

★so you just laid and waiting for him to wake up

★and when he did you’d be smothered in kisses

★he’d be so happy that you’re still here

★’you didn’t leave?”

★’how could i leave when you’ve got me in a death grip?’

★’oh, sorry’

★he’d free you from the cage his limbs made 

★so you can finally stretch

★upon stretching you finally feel the numbness in your lower half

★b/c my boy goes h a r d 

★when he hears you wince, he frowns and pulls you close to him

★probably says ‘sorry’ 2343223 times

★will run a bath for you to ease some of the throbbing

★but ends up joining you 

★hums while washing your hair

★when you’re dried and dressed he’ll cook for you

★and by cook i mean make toast for you

★he’d sit opposite you, watching you eat

★’is there something on my face?’

★’you’re glowing’

★he’d giggle as your cheeks turned red

★’you look very pretty in the morning’

★’you’re very greasy in the morning’

★he wouldn’t let you out of his sight

★for some reason he thinks you’re ten times more fragile after sex

if another member comes near you he’ll wrap you close to him


Jungkook:

★one huge misunderstanding

★you’d had to leave for whatever reason

★so when he woke up to find your side empty he frown

★and kinda just lay there

★trying to remember as much from last night as possible

★he thought you regretted it because you left

★so he wouldn’t text you

★he didn’t want to feel uncomfortable

★and you thought he didn’t text you beause he was ashamed 

★the two of you would just mope around

★the other members would be upset by the shift of mood

★they’d plan to lock you in a room until you sorted things out and things could go back to normal 

★’so’

★’so’

★’you alright?’

★’missed you a bit, but i’m good’

★’you missed me?’

★’yeah, not having you to talk to is awful’

★’i thought you were ashamed’

★’and i thought you were embarrased’

★’we didn’t speak for two weeks because of a misunderstanding?’ 

★’well when we’re done here you’re coming to the dorms and staying until further notice. I have two weeks to catch up on’ 

This is something I hope all of my followers and the entire studyblr community will read…

Last year was the hardest year of my life and I did not even notice it until I was out of it. To give a little background, I was 19, and becoming a college senior. I completed my bachelor’s degree with a double major, summa cum laude. I worked two jobs, one retail, one as a tour guide, five days a week, and took seven classes in the fall, and eight in the spring, and six in the summer. By March I had lost 16 pounds, was not eating, not sleeping, and drinking four or more cups of coffee a day. I had a boyfriend, friends, a roommate, I was president of a club, vice president of another, and working as vice president of one club’s international leadership program as one of five student board members across sixty-three countries. I studied for my LSAT, took the exam, and applied to law school. And in August, I will be the youngest person in my law school.

I pushed myself harder and further than I ever imagined, and though I sometimes (often) felt like it, I never cracked, gave up, or even collapsed. I did not always take care of myself, physically, mentally, or emotionally though, and I failed myself there, but I was so driven, so determined, that none of that mattered to me at that moment. I do not regret that or any of the choices I have made, but I pressured myself more than anyone ever has, and more than I ever have. I accomplished unbelievable things, but at an insane cost - my health.

Often in this community I receive messages, and see posts, encouraging you to never give up, and to always push yourself to get that A, pass that test, graduate, or to overcome whatever academic or otherwise challenges you are facing. Almost daily I receive messages asking how I do it. “How did you graduate at 20?”, “How do you keep up with all of your commitments?”, and even, “You are so amazing, I could never do it like you do”. But I am here to tell you well, it is not pretty. I went days without eating a meal at times. Days without washing my hair, of wearing the same torn leggings and a hoodie because a grade meant more to me than I meant to myself. I got walking pneumonia at the end of the spring term because I had pushed myself too hard and spent weeks telling myself I could not afford to be sick today, tomorrow, or the next day. I wore myself down so much that I had a doctor literally tell me that now at 20 years old, if I do not tone down the stress and pressure I subject myself to, that I could give myself a stroke. A stroke, 20 years old!

Being a perfectionist, and being so overwhelmingly addicted to my studies, is not glamorous.

I am making this post not to brag about my accomplishments, but because I receive messages daily idolizing me and what I have done. I want everyone to know that this is not easy. Having a dream is hard work, and I have been unfairly hard on myself. Just because you do not see someone’s cracks and scars, does not mean they are not there. I have worked hard, and have earned these things, but I have made sacrifices I would hate to see anyone else make.

In 10 days I move across the country to start law school, and I am terrified that I will allow myself to do this all over again. I am not afraid of the move, or of law school, but of myself and how I talk to myself and treat myself, and the amount of stress and pressure I am willing to apply to myself, without hesitation. In a month I have law school orientation, and have set up a meeting with one of the school’s onsite trauma therapists. I refuse to let myself be my own greatest roadblock. I have to learn to love myself. It is not fair to your body and mind to put grades above yourself. I now full heartedly believe that a grade is not worth your health. I will no longer break my back bending over backwards for an A+. I will no longer let myself go days without food and rest because I want this essay to be perfect, or my presentation to go as planned, second by second. I will allow myself to be happy, well rested, well fed, and healthy. I will love myself, and this is a promise I am making to myself and to all of you, and a promise I hope you all can make to yourselves as well.

I promise.

TLDR; Be dedicated, and determined to get what you want, but do not sacrifice your health, mental, physical, or emotional, for a grade, a diploma, a degree… You are worth so much more than a letter on a piece of paper, and it is okay to sometimes need to hear that. I know I did.

While we’re on the subject of tumblr’s shortcomings as a fandom platform, I want to say one more thing. I’ve been thinking lately about how it’s really important to remember that fandom isn’t just on tumblr, but on AO3 as well. One angle that I don’t see people talking about a lot with regard to commenting on fic is that it’s another level of interaction that I don’t think fandom can live without–not just because it fuels writers, but because it can fuel readers too. 

Over the course of my fandom life, I’ve gradually worked my way up to leaving more and more detailed comments (not necessarily always longer, but definitely more specific) and let me tell you–it’s incredibly rewarding. Just recently, I left a comment that prompted a writer to share a lot more about what they were thinking while writing the fic and to give me a rec for a fic with a similar theme to the one they wrote. Sometimes writers will reply to comments by going into more detail about the headcanons they have for characters or explaining more backstory for a part of the fic that I mentioned liking. I’ve had people follow me here on tumblr after I commented on one of their fics on AO3 (and as a writer, I’ve followed people who have commented on my fic too–if I can find them here), and from that, sometimes new friendships arise.

What I’m trying to say is that the importance of comments as an aspect of fandom interactions can’t be overstated. It’s not just about stroking a writer’s ego. You can get things out of it too, whether it be a new headcanon to think about, an insight into the creative process, or even a new friend. Being specific about the parts of fic you like can give writers the confidence to write more things in the same vein or to write more period. Back in the LJ days, fic and personal posts were all mixed in together, so it was easier to have those kinds of interactions, but now that those worlds are split, I think it’s even more important to remember why commenting is important and what it can do for fandom as a whole.

So next time you’re leaving a comment, I challenge you to view it not as “paying your dues” for reading the story, but as an opportunity to interact with the person behind it. You don’t have to be long-winded. Tell them what your favorite part of it was. Pick out something that was unique about it and ask about their inspiration. Talk about how it made you feel or what it reminds you of. You won’t regret it. 

so i just saw falsettos in theaters and here is everything awesome i managed to remember
  • Trina wears a small silver star of david necklace throughout the whole show
  • Whizzer has such intense anxiety during “This Had Better Come to Stop” that he is just wringing his hands like crazy, and this anxious habit follows him noticeably through the rest of his solos
  • During “March of the Falsettos”, the pit was tossing blocks up to Andrew Rannells and he screams “HIT ME” as he catches one and then goes “HIT ME TWO TIMES” as he catches another
  • After Jason’s torah portion at the makeshift hospital bar mitzvah, Whizzer grabs his shoulder, looks him in the eye, and whispers “Thank you” before walking out for the last time
  • Marvin was essentially crying throughout the entire second act including: choking up during “Days Like This”, laugh-crying during “Unlikely Lovers”, when Charlotte pulls him aside to tell him Whizzer is gonna die, trying to hold back tears during “Jason’s Bar Mitzvah”, and trying to belt through tears during “What Would I Do?” 
  • Christian Borle and Andrew Rannells do such an AMAZING job at changing their emotions on a literal dime during the chess game scene
  • The crazy raw emotion in “I Never wanted to love you” from each and every character
  • On that same note, Marvin’s FUCKING FACE after he hits Trina was so brilliant and like, immediately regretful and so full of emotion i wanna cry just thinking about it again
  • On ANOTHER note, after Whizzer answers do I love him with “No”, there’s a whole like 20 second pause before the music starts up again where everyone is just dead silent 
  • Whizzer was literally crying through the entirety of “Days Like This” as everyone kept gathering around him telling him everything was gonna be ok
  • During the first act Marvin was scary. Like his aggression in the recording does not do his character justice because it is so much more intense live
  • Every time Charlotte and Cordelia entered frame, the theater cheered obscenely loud (myself included)
  • All of Trina’s solos were brilliant and i swear to god Stephanie J. Block makes that stage her god damn bitch
  • WHIZZER IS CRYING THROUGH “You Gotta Die Sometime”. EVERY WORD. 
  • During the “Falsettoland (Reprise) the mic picks up Marvin audibly sobbing as he walks away from Whizzer’s grave
  • While Jason is reciting his torah portion during the bar mitzvah, Trina is standing behind him mouthing the words to the verse 
  • EVERYONE’S FACIAL EXPRESSIONS WERE OFF THE CHARTS
  • “I’m Breaking Down” got the most applause in my theater out of any number, and my grandma said that it truly “stole the show" 
  • Trina and Mendel are sleeping on each other and are so adorable when Marvin storms in and wakes them up before “Marvin Hits Trina” cause they start blinking and rubbing their eyes like someone just turned all the lights on in the middle of the night
  • You can literally see the freckles on Christian Borle’s chest during “What More Can I Say?” that’s how clear it is
  • The relationship between Mendel and Jason was so cute and there were so many great choreographic parallels of the two of them throughout the whole show. Like just the two of them siting together or dancing together or just being a part from the rest of the family 
  • The entire cast having to dance around using the words fuck and shit
  • Charlotte’s hair was just amazing