never sing the same song

a collection of songs covered by aaron tveit with him not changing the pronouns

aka a collection of Aaron singing female power ballads

  • Popular from Wicked; Aaron as Galinda— “Now that I’ve chosen to become a pal, a sister, and adviser”
  • Back to Before from Ragtime; Aaron as Mother — “I was your wife”
  • Fly Fly Away from Catch Me If You Can; Aaron as Brenda — “He was just a lonely little boy to me / with his sweet and gentle touch he sure unlocked my soul”
  • We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together — “So anyway, like, the other day he calls me up, right? He’s like ‘I still love you’”

and some songs he’s covered that do not involve any pronouns but were originally sung by women:


A Tune Known

In the quiet wind

The canopy of your soul sways;

Plays a tune you have known

Since you were young.

A song you have sung

That has changed a little each time

Until it was no longer the one

Your mother whispered as a lullaby.

You grew more leaves

Branched your eaves to the sky

Became less and less shy.

You called yourself home,

A place you had never known

But had always known,


And now, when you sing that same song,

You feel like it has been growing all along

To make the wind a tornado,

Twisting, turning,

Destruction in its wake;

And with one snap

The bough breaks.

Five Nights at Mikey's - Night 1 Recording
Five Nights at Mikey's - Night 1 Recording

Based off of the fan AU, Five Nights at Mikey’s, created by rebornica. If the audio is hard to hear, here’re some subtitles:

“Hello? Is this thing on? *taps on phone* Hey there! I just wanted to leave you a message to help you get started on your first night. I actually worked in that office before you. I’m finishing up my last week now, as a matter of fact!

"So, I know it can be a bit overwhelming, but I’m here to tell you that there’s nothing to worry about. You’re gonna be fine. Let’s just focus on getting you through your first week, ok?

"Ok, let’s see here. *papers rustle* There’s an introductory from the company I’m supposed to read. Kinda a legal thing, you know? Ok, *clears throat* ‘Welcome to Mikey Schmidt’s Pizza. A magical place for kids and grown-ups alike, where fantasy and fun come to life. Schmidt Entertainment is not responsible for damage to property or person. Upon discovering that damage or death has occurred, a missing person report will be filed within 90 days, or as soon property and premises have been thoroughly cleaned and bleached, and the carpets have been replaced.’

"Blah blah blah, you’ll get your pay at the end of every week, blah blah blah. Now, I know that might sounded bad, but really, nothing to worry about. The animatronic characters do get a bit quirky at night, but do I blame them? No! I mean, if I were forced to sing the same songs for twenty years and never got a bath, I’d be a bit mad myself…..especially if I didn’t get paid. *chuckles* I’m just joking. So, keep in mind that these characters have a place in kid’s hearts, so we should show them some respect, you know?

"So, like I said, the animatronics do move the place around at night. They have some kind of night mode because if they’re left off for too long, their servo motors lock up, then everyone’s unhappy, know what I’m saying? They used to be able to walk around during the day. But then there was the 'Bite of '87,’ as people call it. Hm. Man, it’s amazing how the human brain can function without the frontal lobe, you know?

"Ok, so concerning your safety, the only real threat to you is that if the animatronics see you, they probably won’t recognize you as a person. From what I’ve heard, they’ll see you as an endoskeleton without its costume on. Now, since that’s against the rules here at Mikey Schmidt’s Pizza (for some stupid reason) they’ll probably try to….forcefully stuff you inside a Mikey Schmidt suit. Now, that wouldn’t be so bad if the suits themselves weren’t filled with crossbeams, wires, and all that other jazz, especially around the facial area. So, you could imagine having your forcefully head forced inside one of those masks could cause a bit of…..death. I think it would be a while before anyone discovered that you were in there.

"Yeah, they don’t tell you these things when you sign up. But hey, first night should be a breeze for you. Just check those cameras, and remember to close those doors only if absolutely necessary. You gotta conserve the power. Anyway, I’ll talk to you tomorrow. Good night!”

I’ll try to get better audio for the following nights.


Phone Guy: Me.

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When the amount of adrenaline that kinda hits you when you walk out, it feels like there’s no rules on the stage. Performing on stage feels like it’s what it’s all for. There’s so much of making the album which feels like you’re in your own little world. When you get to this part, it kind of feels like it’s not about me, it’s not about us anymore, it’s about them and like making sure they have a good time. And that’s kind of the most important thing.

I think in general there’s something about the live music, y'know, when you listen to the album you hear the song but when you’re, y'know, when you’re stood right there on the stage and you can hear the drum and the guitars in your ear, it feels like that’s how it’s supposed to be played. Crazy feeling that I don’t think you really get anywhere else and I think that’s why the high is so good. I think that part of it is addictive. It’s my favorite part, for sure.

Not doing shows for a while doesn’t make me sad, it makes me excited for coming back and doing more.

The best thing about it is that every show is different and there’s always something exciting about the fact that it can go wrong. You sing the same songs but you’re never gonna get a crowd that’s exactly the same. It’s people’s faces–every show there’s always like sections probably where you feel like you connect with a few people in that area and it’s all about them having a good time. It is nice to, y'know, if you take an extra second and actually have a real moment with someone.

I don’t think I’ve found anything that feels as good as performing.

It’d be fun to try and find it.

—  What It’s Really Like Performing With One Direction, 1DLDN Session Ep 1

I got an idea for this fic from silenthillsparkinglot and decided to do write about my OTP, John and Dave from Homestuck! Please enjoy and reblog and feel free to message me feedback! Thanks!

Five Nights at Freddy’s with John and Dave.

“Dave come on!” John said in the doorway of his and his best friend’s apartment.
“Ugh, what time is it?” Dave asked with a groggy, sleepy voice from the nap he took.
“11:30. The guy said we need to be there before 12 so let’s go!”
Dave then got up and threw his security uniform on. John was already wearing his. Dave thought he looked so dorky in his uniform. But a cute dorky. Even though he thought this, he would never tell John that he felt that way. 
“So what is this place anyways? And what are we doing again?” Dave asked as he stepped into John’s car, adjusting his sunglasses and his messy blonde hair. 
“It’s called Freddy’s Frazbear’s Pizza. I saw an ad for it in the newspaper. It’s this chuckey cheese type place with singing animatronic animals and such. I figured since we both needed the money and also since it was probably the easiest thing to do to get money we should take it. Also. I knew you’d love it knowing how lazy you are” 
Dave smirked a little, but still managed to keep his cool composure.
“Do you think they’ll have pizza there for us?” Dave asked while John pulled out of the driveway.
“Was that the only thing you heard me say?” 
Dave laughed a little as they continued down the road. He pictured the place they were going and the lame animatronics and lame party hats and lame decorations he had to guard for the night. He smiled “This is going to be a piece of cake.”

Of course, after John and Dave had gotten there, Dave had managed to scope out a pizza and bring it into the security room for the two of them. On the way back, Dave looked at the animatronic animals, all holding some sort of instrument. He looked into the barren and cold eyes of the bear they called Freddy. He felt intense chills go up his spine and small tears forming in his eyes. He blinked them away and walked back to the security room with the pizza for him and John. They sat around the security screen listening to the last security guard over a recording giving them an introduction to their job. “Hello. Helloo. ehh I wanted to record a message for you to help you get settled down on your first night. Uhm I actually worked at that office before you. I am finishing up my last week now as of matter of fact so I know it can be overwhelming but I am here to tell you that there is nothing to worry about. You’ll do fine.” Dave looked over at John and smirked a little. “So lets just focus on getting you through the first night. Okay lets see uhm first there is a introductory reading for the company that I am supposed to read. Its kinda a legal thing you know. Uhm welcome to Freddy fazz bear’s pizza, a magical place for kids and grown ups alike, where fantasy and fun come to life,” John and Dave chuckled at the lameness of the introduction, while Dave secretly noted that Bro would probably ironically love it. “Now that might sound bad I know but there is nothing to worry about. The animatronic puppets become quirky at night but do I blame them? No! If I were forced to sing those same stupid songs for 20 years and never got a bath I’d probably would be irritable at night to.” John gulped a little “Irritable?” He said, nervously putting a hand through his black hair. 
“Ok so just be aware that the characters tend to wander a bit. Uhm they have some sort of free roaming mode at night uhm, something about their servers locking up or they get turned off for too long. Uhm they used to be allowed to walk around during the day to but then there was the bite of 1987. Yeah its amazing that the human body can live without the frontal lobe ya know.” Both boys shifted uneasily in their places. “Now concerning the only real safety during the night watch if any is the fact that these characters if they happen to see you after hours probably wont recognize you as a person. They’ll most likely see you as a metal indo skeleton without its costume on. Now since that is against the rules of Freddy’s Frazzbears pizza they’ll probably forcefully stuff you inside a freddy Frazzbear suit. Uhm well that wouldn’t be so bad if the suit themselves weren’t filled with crossbeams, wires, and animatronic devices especially around the facial area. So you can imagine having your head being pressed inside those would cause a bit of discomfort and death” Starting to shake, Dave looked over at John, who was now doing the same.
“John…” He spoke quietly, “what have you gotten us into?” The voice on the recording continued, “The only parts that will see the light of day will be your eyeballs and teeth that will pop out of the mask. Yeah they don’t tell you these things when you sign up but hey see you first thing tomorrow. Uhm check those cameras and remember to close those doors only if they are absolutely necessary. Got to conserve power. Alright good night.” And with that the two boys were left in complete silence.

Dave was starting to cry. He didn’t care about his cool guy personality anymore. He was scared shitless and he didn’t care who knew. “Hehe… he…” John started to laugh nervously, tears now also forming behind his square glasses, “jokes on the new guys… You know… Right?… Right!?” Dave was left speechless for a moment. “Yeah I guess you’re right… hehe…” The silence enveloped the both of them once again. After awhile Dave jumped up to the security monitor. He calmly looked over the rooms of the building. Frequently looking back to the place where the lifeless metal animals were. “So I guess we have limited power…” John spoke finally. “Yeah.” Dave said, still focused on the cameras. “If we use both doors and the cameras and lights it’s going to drain the hell out of our power so leave those doors open for right now and lights off” He spoke very orderly and quickly. As if this needed to happen quickly or else something bad would happen. John say silently and looked at the half eaten pizza. He wasn’t hungry anymore. The only thing he could feel was pure fear. “Do you think that-” “Wait… Shh.” Dave cut him off. A small pattering of heavy steps could be heard in the distance of the building. John now stood behind Dave staring at the screen that was on the kitchen area of the building. His hand slowly moved to switch the camera to the place where the animatronics stood. As soon as the screen switched both boy’s stomachs dropped. “Where… Wh- where did the b-bunny go…” John whispered, half crying. “I…….. I don’t know” Dave shivered. He looked through the two windows on his left and right, making sure it was not right next to them. He then turned his attention to the security screen, still on the place where Bonnie the Bunny used to stand. He braced for the worse, switching the camera once again.

“HOLY SHIITWHAT THE FU-” Dave jumped up and cut John off by holding his mouth shut and shoving him against his chest, John’s glasses crashing against the taller boy. While Dave could admit holding him was nice and comforting, and he really was longing for it, the fact that a metal bunny was a few rooms away and looking to kill them both definitely did not feel good. “John listen to me,” Dave spoke into John’s ear, “that thing cannot know that were in here. So in order for that to happen you need to be quiet.” Bonnie was still standing in the party room, just standing completely still and lifeless, staring into the camera. Almost as if he was staring right into the eyes of the two helpless boys. Now breaking the embrace, John walked over to the pizza box again and sat in front of it. “He he…” He laughed nervously once again, “well he did say they wandered at night. Nothing to worry about, right?” Trying to convince himself more than Dave that everything was okay. He didn’t respond this time, and went back to checking the cameras. Every time he looked at the party room he and his friend flinched a little, seeing that Bonnie was still standing there, watching. “I… I’m sorry, Davie.” John cried from across the room, “I didn’t know that this job would be like this, or that these fucking animatronic things would try to murder us or… I’m just sorry.” Seeing his friend in misery, Dave picked John up and hugged him. “It’s okay bro, it’s not your fault. You didn’t know any of this messed up shit was going to happen to us. It’s okay.” Dave stood there while his friend was clinging to his chest. He closed his eyes and pictured them being at home in their apartment. Dave had just woken up and John was making breakfast. ‘Morning, sleeping beauty!’ John calls out to his friend. Dave walks up and gives him a sloppy kiss and embraces him, just like they were doing now. Opening his eyes, Dave realizes that this is not happening. And would never happen even if they were happy at home. Breaking away, he sadly goes back to the computer screen.

“Oh shit…” Dave mutters to himself. “Let me guess. She’s not in the party room anymore?” “Congrats, Sherlock, you have common sense.” Dave though this came off a little mean. But he wasn’t worried about being a nice person right now. He was only worried about where that damn bunny went. Unable to find him, he gave a horrified look at John, and then over at the door to their left. John nodded, and slowly walked over to it and hit the light switch. Dave finally got his answer. There it was, standing in the doorway reaching out to John, ready to grab him and bring him to get stuffed into one of those death suits. Dave wasn’t about to let this happen. Since his friend was too scared to move at all, he jumped out of his chair, sending it rolling across the room in the opposite direction, and slammed on the button to close the door, saving John’s life my a millisecond. The two roommates now collapsed to the ground. “Thanks… A lot.” The black haired boy said to his blonde co worker. “No problem.” he replied. “What time is it?” John asked, still on the floor, while Dave was getting back up to check the cameras. “3AM.” “Power?” “Around 40%.” Although he was back at the computer, Dave found it hard to take his sights off of where Bonnie was, even though the door was shut.

All of a sudden, the crash of pots and pans could be heard in the distance. He switched the cameras and felt the familiar “oh shit” feeling in his stomach and slammed his head on the desk. “Is it the Chicken or the Bear?” John asked, still on the floor in the same position as he was a few minutes ago. “… The chicken.” Dave sighed “He’s in the kitchen but of course the camera is broken in there so I can only hear him cla-” and just like that the noise from the kitchen was gone. John stood behind Dave once again. “Oh fuck.” Both boys said in unison. Chica the Chicken was standing in the party room now, in the same spot that her band mate was, only her mouth was gaping wide open, and her eyes were a bit more menacing while she was staring at the camera. “Hehe… I mean-” “John stop, this is not o-fucking-kay alright? These things are really trying to kill us. Did you see how that bunny tried to grab you? We need to be realistic about this!” John went silent for a moment. “Where’s the bunny now?” Dave checked around for a bit “In the supply closet. Open that door so we can save some energy and turn the light off. We only have 25% left.” John did as he was told. “Time?” “Almost 5.” John sat silently in the corner while Dave took care of the cameras and doors for a bit. The chicken went back and forth from the kitchen to party room for a bit and Bonnie just stayed put. John thought of home, and how much he wanted to be there at this moment. Also, how much he needed a hug from Dave. He decided distracting him at the moment was a bad decision.

Time went by for a bit like this until John finally broke the silence, “Time and power?” “5:45 and… Oh fuck.” “What? What’s wrong this time?” Dave rushed over to John and slung himself around him. John was confused for a second, but quickly got his answer. The lights went dead and they were left in complete silence and darkness. “Dave…?” “John…?” Their conversation was broken by the flashing face of Freddy Frazzbear and horrifyingly creepy music. Both boys held on tightly to each other. Neither could speak. Dave, thinking to himself in his final moments, ‘Geez, I’ve liked John all this time and never said a thing to him. I guess this is as good a time as ever.’ “Hey John,” he spoke quietly under the music, still staring at the bear’s flashing face. “I just needed to let you know that… I just… I…” Then, like a miracle from heaven, light descended through the windows. John whipped his phone out of his pocket and looked at the time on the bright screen ‘6:01’ it read. He breathed out a heavy breath and slumped in his position. The two friends could hear the heavy clunking of the animatronics going back to their places on the stage. Dave smiled “Jesus fucking Christ.”

They then continued to get all they’re stuff together, pack up the pizza, and go to exit the building. Dave stopped by the stage again and looked at Freddy like he did before the night had started. This time when he felt chills and tears he understood why. John was standing in the doorway holding the door open for him. Once they had both stepped into the car, they sat in silence for a minute. “Well… That was…” “Terrifying?” Dave finished his friend’s sentence for him. John silently nodded his head as a response and then began to drive home. Once inside the apartment, both roommates put pajamas on and sat down on the couch next to each other. John put on his favorite movie, Con Air, to calm his nerves a little while Dave stared blankly at the screen, processing this thoughts from the night.

“Hey Davie?” John asked. Dave didn’t even know that he had paused the movie and was now sitting closer to him than before. “What’s up?” “You know how you were like about to tell me something right before 6:00?” “Uhh… Yeah…” “Well… What was that?” Dave say silently thinking of what to say. Should he tell his friend his feelings and jeopardize their friendship, or keep his mouth shut and take the safe route. “Well… Listen…. I…. I’m just really tired right now. I think I might go sleep for a bit. I’ll talk to you about that later.” Dave got up to go and crash and his room, but turned around at the last second and asked “Hey John?” “Yeah buddy?” “Well I’m sorta unnerved and stuff from this whole thing…” “Wow, the legendary Strider unnerved. Amazing.” He said sarcastically. “Hehe… Anyways would you mind maybe… I don’t know like… Crashing with me for a bit. It’s okay if you don’t I just-” “Dude it’s okay,” John cut him off, “I was going to ask the same thing.” “Thanks… A lot.” “No problem.” Both chuckled at the dejavu moment. With that Dave and John went into Dave’s room and laid down on his bed. John was out way before Dave. He looked at John’s figured lying next to him. “He might hate me when we wake up for this… But whatever.” Dave muttered to himself before cuddling up to John. “Why would I hate you for this?” He said back to his shocked friend. “Oh. My bad bro I thought…” “Shh…” John pressed his fingers to the blonde boy’s lips, “just sleep.” And with that the two boys were asleep. Resting before having to go into work that night.

Very Excessively Detailed Chicago Noel Notes (Finally!)

Okay, so: I’ve put off assembling my “impressions of Chicago” post long enough, and I can’t coast any more on the good feelings before I start to actually lose some details, so here I go!

Cully has already put together a brilliant and quite comprehensive post of detailed observations about both nights in Chicago, and everything she said is accurate! So you should totally read that. So I am just going to add in a few of my own impressions of both the show and the whole experience, in no particular order. (I say “a few,” but that is a lie. This is crammed with more useless detail than anybody could ever want or need. But if that’s your thing, this is the post for you!)

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Singing in the shower #787
  • Harry: In the wee hours in the early morning Harry unwinds himself from you to slip from the bed and into the bathroom. You don't wake until you hear his voice, singing loud enough to float under the door and around your room. "Wake up, (y/n), come get naked and get in the shower, we can talk for hours because we like taking showers." This causes you to laugh sleepily and pull yourself from the bed and into the unlocked bathroom.
  • Liam: Liam's shower song is often Climax by Usher and it's quite and experience to hear his beautiful falsetto voice mingling with the beating of water on skin. Other times he sings Holy Grail by Jay Z and Justin Timberlake and it makes you smile to hear him rapping because he's actually quite good. "You're quite a good singer, have you ever thought about having a professional singing career?" You joke one morning once he steps from the shower. "Hm, I haven't. Might auction for X Factor one day yeah?" He smiles before leaning over to kiss your lips.
  • Louis: His voice is high and flowy and simply beautiful. Though his song choices are a bit odd, even pulling a lovely rendition of the farmer and the dell once, you love to hear Lou sing in the shower. "You know," Louis barks mid-song "you could always join me in the shower, we could do a duet or something" You just laugh from outside of the door "Wouldn't want to ruin your lovely singing, babe. Continue on."
  • Niall: "I've decided," Niall begins peaking his head out from the shower curtain "to go solo and my first solo album will be called "Niall and the suds and I will record it in the bathroom." Giggling Niall pushes his head back into the shower "Actually, no, I won't go solo, our bathtub is pretty spacious, I think all the boys and I could fit in. Make for a pretty good album cover too.” Laughing you shake your head "Your first song could be called 5 naked boys in a bathtub, right?" "Exactly what I was thinking!" Niall laughs.
  • Zayn: "Gonna take a shower, love you." He'll tell you giving a kiss on your lips before walking into the bathroom to turn on the water. It's not long after you hear the curtains rattle that he starts singing. Its never the same song but this time he sings the very famous Let Me Love You by Mario. It's amazing to see how far he's come since his very first X Factor audition. His voice is so clean and smooth and beautiful and the more he sings the harder you fall for him.

Pinky Swear

I’ll never forget when Grandma used grab the rubber spatula  and scrape out the last bit of marshmallow fluff from the inside of my skull. There was always a surprising amount left. It felt like manna from heaven. Grandma always warned me though. The words & fluff were free and plentiful, but we mustn’t keep them. We mustn’t write them down. The words could be chanted or sang in the heat of the ritual and the fluff could be eaten or shot, but it is the fruit of the sacred moment only. If it be saved, the wild blood of the unconscious would rot and ferment. Then all kinds of unsuspecting idiots would get drunk on it’s decay and rebirth, the mind would go insane thinking it could constantly be fucked into oblivion and free. But minds are not self eliminating sort things. They can only be abandoned for slaughter/joy.

It reminds me of the time the old evergreen tree, who’d just gotten it’s learners permit, eloped with the garden hose. The garden hose had declared itself a river. The birds still sang about it, though singing of it is strictly forbidden. The birds are clever though, they never sing the same song twice, only to declare that every song is an absolute freedom. A vibration that resonates until the whole of reality forms a feedback loop that destroys itself through it’s own creation.