or at least performers at the circus

what-even-is-sleep  asked:

*whispering* lance circus auuuuuuuuuuuu *naruto-runs away*

Girl. GUUUURL i am living. I could probably make this a huge fix of it’s own too, but i won’t cuz I’m very sick. haha. Ok!

“Oh no,” Hunk blots off the white paint that has spotted his bright orange clown pants. His trailer smells like an odd combination of makeup and fresh bread. 

“There’s no way in hell you’re using me as your sacrifice.” Hunk cries with more determination.

“Aw c’mon Hunk! You’re always being shot out of a cannon or something! How is this more dangerous?” Keith whines. His throwing knives jangle in his back pocket.

“Um, well for one thing…. it’s not a real cannon. It’s one I designed and built so I know exactly how much firepower it has and the risk that’s involved.” He sets down his pants. “And like, the whole joke is that I DON’T get shot out! There’s no risk.”

“We also go through our equipment before every show for safety checks.” Pidge chimes in from her dark corner of the trailer. He hair is still sprayed in crazy directions from their last performance, but she’s removed her makeup. There are still traces of red around her mouth. 

“And Hunk even reduced the sugar content in his pies because they were stinging his eyes a bit too much.”

Hunk nods to confirm. Keith rolls his eyes and groans.

“I’m desperate here guys. I really need a new partner. Thace just called and said the doctors won’t sign off on him touring.” Keith had gotten the call just hours before. Thace had been his mentor and partner for all of their tours, but in recent years he had taken more of a back seat. He would participate less in the throwing aspect, and now just enjoyed spinning on boards blindfolded while Keith threw knives at him. Only the circus performers could tell that he was secretly napping under that blindfold. 

But Thace was getting older. He would joke that Keith should find some “pretty young thing” to replace him, but Keith enjoyed working on their act together. he liked the close bond and comradery that they shared and thought he could get at least three more tours out of him. Unfortunately Thace’s heart had other plans. 

“Pidge?” Keith asks. She snorts.

“Honestly, it’s not very impressive if you miss me. I’m such a small target. Not very entertaining.”

“That’s true.” Keith sighs. She definitely had a point.

“You could try Lance?” She asks. On the outside it’s an innocent enough question. Lance was their star trapeze and high wire artist. He was athletic, looked good in a leotard, and used to the adrenaline that came from circus work. Logically he’d be a perfect fit.

But Keith sees that knowing smirk on Pidge’s lips. He walks out of their trailer with a huff.

“Forget it.”

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Too bad, too sweet (m)

Characters:  Lust!Hoseok & demon hunter!OC

Setting: supernatural au, demon au

Genre: 50% background story 50% filth

Warnings:  Explicit language, (dark) humour, violence, blood and sexual content including brief mentions of voyeurism and exhibitionism, dom/sub undertones, breathplay, light bondage without safe words and lots of talk about sex. (Kind of dubcon at some parts but not really.)

Summary:  Hoseok, the Sin of Lust has loved all era he has lived in but the 21st century might be his favourite. He owns a popular place in Las Vegas: an ordinary bar on the surface but basically a sex club underground. However, rumour has it that a reckless demon hunter is coming after him. He couldn’t care less until Black Widow steps into his bar but then things get heated quickly. Hoseok is determined to break her resistance and teach her a lesson: there only one rule of lust: no love. Everything else is fair.

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Part of the 7 Sins collab for BTS’ anniversary. Check out the other stories as well!

Originally posted by ky-ngsoo

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Ok so I’ve been thinking batman becomes batman at 25 and in the current movies you could argue he’s like 43 (Ben affleck is 41) so for like 18 years he’s been batman. Dick Grayson is not the dead Robin in the dccu because he is going to be a character as nightwing. So it has to be Jason Todd because he dies canonically. Dick becomes robin at 9 and quits at 17, 8 years, he goes through a one and a half year brooding period so almost 10 years then he meets Jason who people assume was 10 at the time, and he lasts until he is killed at 15 so that’s 5 years, totaling to 15 of 18 years Bruce has been batman it seems to be at least 2 years that he’s been grieving Jason. So that leaves one year. After one damn year as batman. Bruce sees a 9 year old orphan circus performer at age 26 and goes fuck it this ones mine.

Dangan Thieves AU - The Circus of a First Palace

A/N Finally! An actual fic for the dangan thieves AU. I think it’s a good 6k draft (I’m a bit rusty, sorry!) Also please take note that I’m going to skip the tutorial and awakening scenes so we can jump right into the first palace! But first! Gotta thank these awesome people for inspiring me! Send them lots of love please!

[concept art Palace Ruler Chisa 1] [2] @ministarfruit

[first summary] @annsparksthegmr

Beloved Teacher and Ringmistress

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lollipopwalrus  asked:

Hey!! If you aren't swamped with requests can you do tim x circus reader. He and the bat fam go see haileys circus when it's in town and they see the reader perform on the high wire. Please and thank you!

If you like squint and spin on your head a few times this makes sense!! I hope it’s okay, I literally only know about slacklining so thats what I used, and I find tim the hardest robin to write for bc I know the least about him.

Title: tethered

theme: redemption idk


Legs wobbling, you kept the wire under your center of gravity as you prepared, bending your knees and launching, flying into a twist before landing carefully, the line calm under the weight. A few more flips later and you were content. You had joined Haly’s Circus about a year after college, happy to spend your days flying on your slackline, a skill you had honed through the years. It was a new kind of tightrope; the walker kept the rope under them, and the line had more bounce to it, allowing for higher tricks and more dynamic moves. Haly had been thrilled with you, insisting that you would breath new life into the circus.

You could saw the opening of the ragged tent fluttering curiously, and you watched it from the line until there was a yell and a crash from above you. Squealing, you sprinted to the loading platform, peeking over the edge as the dust cleared, looking down at the cargo net.  Red and black, with a big bird in the center of his chest; black hair and a mask.

You had no idea; maybe he was another performer?

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anonymous asked:

Ok so what if instead of throwing Keith in this arena-like thing, it was a circus like thing?! at least in the arena he had someway to defend himself

Lmao  I’m terrible. This has been sitting forever, but this is a response to THIS Headcanon. 

-I’m going to use the same planet and situation as the other post all the way up to the choice to go to the arena, instead they chose to place him in something far worse, a circus or more accurately a zoo where he is forced to perform and be watched from days on end. 

-No one on the planet had ever seen someone like him. A Galra Hybrid. The Main attraction. People were travelling all over the planet to come see him caged. 

-At first, he fights it. As the circus workers go to show the audience his teeth, he snaps at them. As they show his eyes to the crowd, a deep purple, he struggles in their grip.

-But it only makes the viewers believe he’s more vicious than reality. 

-They force him to perform in acts as if he was the lion for the lion tamer. and the crowd only goes more wild as he flinches at each whip in his direction. 

-Yet the longer it drags on, his hope that the rest of Voltron will find him and his will starts to lessen. He feels reduced to nothing more than an animal. Collar and all. 

-For days all he hears is himself described as the vicious Galra half breed 

-And he’s starting to believe it. 

-Keith’s spirit is starting to break, his head hangs low, he stares back blankly at the children gaping at him through the bars of his cage in fascinated fear. 

-Then, at last Voltron makes it’s appearance. And none of them have any idea that Keith has crash landed on this particular planet, they simply were hoping to hear news of where the red lion could be. 

-The planet’s hosts of course are as friendly and courteous as ever, and offer for the Paladins to come to their circus for a show. For they certainly would like their “main attraction”.

-By the time the paladins enter the area where the cages are they are laughing and rather enjoying themselves, so only imagine their faces as they approach the last cage and see Keith.

-His head hanging low, collar painfully tight around his neck, all hope lost in his eyes. 

-And as the paladins finally come into his gaze, they see little flicker of recognition in his face. 

-It’s horrifying 

-A fight breaks out, and everyone is yelling over one another in unison, and the hosts look panicked and confused 

-Allura and Shiro are down right scary 

-And when Keith is finally released, Lance is disgusted to see bruises all over his skin. 

-It takes time, but Hunk and Pidge have to take him back to the castle, promising him he would be alright and everything would be okay. 

-But they all know it’s too late. Keith would always remember this in his life, and it would haunt him forever. 

Angst angst angst angst . Sorry this is so late! I had to cut myself off cause I could go forever!

Klance Circus Au

Keith walks towards the large tent in front of him. It’s his first day on the job as a fire breather and he was told to meet in the tent so he could meet the other performers. To say the least he was not excited for this meeting, he does not like meeting or talking to people. He didn’t think he’d have to talk to anyone, he had planned on getting his job done and talking to the least amount of people possible.

Keith walks into the tent and pauses to take in sight in front of him. There in the center of the tent is the ring leader, a woman dressed in a fitted suit with long white hair. He knows her name is Allura, she’s the boss around here. He looks to his left and sees a man with a mechanical arm and a tuft of white hair lifting an insane amount of weights. His attention is drawn next to a team of what appeared to be brothers running tests on all the mechanics of any and everything. There is a large tan skinned boy who appears to be running a concessions stand. But the sight that has Keith’s heart stuttering was a lanky boy with tan skin in a gorgeously flowy blue outfit dangling from a lighter blue piece of silk from the center of the tent.

Keith watches in awe as the boy moves gracefully around the air while dangling from the silk. The boy twists himself until he is swinging through the air on the silk like Tarzan might. The silk lurches suddenly which makes the tanned boy’s grip slip. “PIDGE THE RIG IS SLIPPING AGAIN!” One brother yells at the other and they both take off running toward the back where the rig for the silk must be.

The silk lurches again and the boy dangling from them lets out a startled shriek as he loses his grip. Keith doesn’t even think about it as he rushes forward. He braces himself for impact and catches the other in his arms. The tanned boy blinks in surprise as he looks up at the boy who is cradling him in his arms.

“Well hi there, I’m Lance and I believe I just fell for you…” Lance, the very beautiful acrobat, says and grins at Keith. Keith fights the blush on his cheeks and it takes him a second to compose himself. In the distance he can hear the other workers running over to see if the pair is alright.

“I’m Keith and I think we just had a bonding moment. ” the Korean boy says making the other laugh. He carefully sets the Cuban down on his feet so that Allura can check him over for injuries. Allura insists that Lance gets checked out by a medical professional just in case. Keith just might forget how to breathe for a second when the beautiful boy who he had just caught sends him a blinding smile over his shoulder.

(Requested by @what-even-is-sleep I hope you all will enjoy this! Sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes! Let me know what y'all think. I just might continue this.)

captain-cate  asked:

Omg I'm in love with your blog so much! If it's not too much trouble, could you please do the rfa + v reacting an mc who is a circus performer? Like an acrobat or contortionist? Thank you and have an amazing night!

You’re so sweet, thank you so much!! I’ve never been to a circus before but they always look so entertaining! This is such a creative and fun request so thank you for sending it in! I hope that you like it!! :3


  • Yoosung’s so excited when you tell him that you’re an acrobat performer! 
  • The first time you take him to watch you perform, Yoosung is cheering for you so loudly
  • Like the security guards come and tell him to quiet down since he’s being too loud and distracting 
  • His eyes sparkle when he sees you on the tight rope and is super impressed
  • After the show, you let Yoosung look around and he keeps begging you to let him try some acrobatic tricks out
  • “Yoosung, you can barely walk in a straight line. There’s no way I’m letting you walk along the tight rope.”
  • He pouts and you eventually give in and lower the tight rope low enough so if he would fall, he wouldn’t seriously injury himself 
  • Yoosung took about two steps until he lost his balance and fell
  • The two of you end up busting out laughing and Yoosung asks you to perform just for him because he thinks that you’re so talented
  • By the end of the night, you and Yoosung are still at the circus tent as he watches you perform because you’re so cool to him


  • Zen’s super impressed when you tell him that you’re a contortionist in the circus
  • The first time you show Zen how you can contort you body, Zen becomes super impressed!
  •  “You’re almost as talented as me MC!”
  • The first time you take Zen to the circus to watch your performance, he becomes your number one fanboy
  • He takes so many pictures of you like he took at least fifty that night alone
  • Zen gives you a huge bouquet of flowers after your performance and gushes to everyone about how talented you are
  • He wants to become more flexible himself so once everyone left the tent, you show Zen some basic moves
  • But he’s as stiff as a rock and ends up pulling a muscle
  • So you end up putting on a little performance for him, which he records to show off to everyone
  • Zen now goes to your shows every time that he can and now brags to everyone that he has the coolest girlfriend ever because she’s a contortionist


  • Jaehee becomes a nervous wreck when you tell her that you’re an aerialist acrobat in the circus
  • She’s concerned about your safety but is secretly really impressed
  • You beg her to come see you perform so you can prove to her that your job is safe and fun
  • “The minute I see you wobble MC I’m running onto the stage to catch you”
  • She’s been to a couple of circuses before in the past so she thinks she knows what to expect
  • But Jaehee is blown away when it’s your turn to perform!
  • Her eyes never leave you as you perform on the aerial silk
  • She also loves the costumes you wear and secretly wants to try one on herself
  • After the show is over, you take Jaehee backstage and hold up a costume for her to wear
  • Jaehee becomes a blushing mess but you convince her and then lead her to the aerial silk
  • She watches as you show her some basic moves and surprisingly, Jaehee gets the hang of it in no time 
  • The two of you spend the rest of the night at the tent with you and Jaehee twirling on the silk


  • Jumin’s completely confused when you tell him that you’re a contortionist at a circus
  • “What’s a circus MC?”
  • You roll your eyes and end up dragging him to one of your performances
  • He doesn’t understand what’s so great about the circus and sits there with his arms crossed and stone faced until he sees you about to perform
  • Jumin watches in awe as you contort your body into all different types of shapes
  • Once the show is over, Jumin immediately walks up to you with so many questions
  • “How did you do that? Did it hurt? Why isn’t the entire show just you performing since you’re obviously the best performer?”
  • You grab Jumin’s hand and lead him to the center stage and slowly show him how you contort your body
  • He’s so amazed like he even gets out a small notebook and pen to write down all of the tips that you give him
  • You ask Jumin if he wants to try a simply contortion and he hesitantly agrees
  • Jumin is able to do some simply contortions but he insists on you performing just for him
  • So he rents out the tent for the night and watches you perform with wonder still in his eyes


  • Seven is hyped when he finds out that you’re a trapeze acrobat specialist at the circus
  • “Be my sensei and teach me your ways of awesomeness MC!”
  • When you take him to see your performance, Seven almost tears up because in his youth he had always wanted to go to see the circus but was never allowed to go
  • The smile on Seven’s face when you perform couldn’t be bigger as he cheers as loud as he can for you
  • When the show is over, you lead a very happy and excited Seven to the stage and ask him if he wants to try the trapeze out
  • He almost explodes from happiness and watches as you demonstrate for him what to do
  • You lower the trapeze so he won’t hurt himself and watch as he ends up being pretty good at it
  • He asks you if you want to try to perform together
  • You hesitantly agree and swing on your trapeze towards him
  • Just as Seven is about to catch you, he slips making you slip as well and the two of you tumble to the ground
  • Both of you laugh it off and Seven gives you a big hug, thanking you for showing him a childhood dream of his
  • You tell him that he has potential as a trapeze acrobat specialist and tell him that you’d practice with him more if he’d like
  • Seven agrees enthusiastically and the two of you spend the rest of the night laughing and failing on the trapeze


  •  V can’t believe that he’s dating a contortionist!
  • So. Many. Pictures.
  • You eventually ask V if he wanted to see you perform on a larger stage and in costumes
  • “I would love nothing more then to see your beautiful performance MC”
  • He watches your performance with a smile the entire time because he’s honestly so happy and impressed by your skills
  • V tries so hard to refrain himself from taking a hundred pictures but he’s struggling
  • After the show is over, you take V to the center stage and tell him that you’ll do some special poses for him to take pictures of
  • He just stares at you for a little bit because he just can’t believe how beautiful your body is when you contort it
  • You ask him if he wants to try some simply poses and he cautiously agrees
  • Poor boy has no sense of balance and falls over as soon as you position him
  • He laughs, saying that he’ll leave the contorting to you and the pictures for him
  • His favorite picture he took of you is when you’re doing an elbow stand and he keeps that picture with him at all times
  • You become V’s model and he ends up going to all of your performances and takes so many pictures of you because to him, your contorting is a thing of beauty

Anonymous ask: So, I’m in a play where I have a kissing scene and I was wondering how Prince Soma, Joker, and Alois would react if their s/o had to kiss another person. (If it’s not too much, can you add Sebastian and Undertaker in there too? I don’t know if you have character limits.)

((Hello there anon :D that’s not too much at all! I do in fact have character limits, and those are listed in the ‘rules’ post I made when I first started this blog. I know it’s buried under stuff now, so to make it easier to find, it’s been tagged as ‘rules’- super creative, I know.
But just as a refresher for everybody, the limits are;
•Six for headcanons
•three for short scenarios
•two for long scenarios
•one for one-shots
…and matchups is a given XD
I apologize if I missed your play, but I hope you still enjoy these.))

-Prince Soma-
•It may not fully register when they first tell him- like, he can’t wait to see his s/o preform, he’s so proud of their achievements- then the fact that they will need to kiss another person hits him like a bus in a 'wait you need to WHAT with WHO’
•His s/o would need to calm him down a bit, because he gets a bit mad. Not at his s/o, but at the other person, as if it’s somehow their fault this scene exists in the play. Once they calmed him down, he would probably start thinking up plans to try and stop this from happening.
•“Okay, but how about instead of kissing this person on the lips, you kiss their cheek, as if you slipped!” “Soma that isn’t going to-” “Please my (prince/princess), it’s a brilliant plan”
•If you didn’t listen to his 'brilliant’ plans to make sure this didn’t happen, don’t be surprised if on the night of, you find out that he has suddenly replaced that other person or has crashed the play and starting changing up the story, just like with Ciel’s performance of Hamlet.

•Out of everyone requested Joker would actually end up caring the least about this. Though he is in the circus business and not theatre, Joker does understand that yeah, stuff like this will come up. So overall, he understands.
•Though he would probably end up making sure the other actor or actress knew that he was their boyfriend, and that they didn’t harbour feelings for his s/o to avoid making things complicated. That and he doesn’t want anybody getting too into this.
•Once it’s over and the show is done, he wouldn’t even mention it ever again. He would instead focus on how amazing they were in the show, how proud he was, and things like that. If they brought it up, he’d just give them a kiss of his own and tell them to forget about it.
•So in short, he is the most chill out of all the boys. It’s entertainment, and in theatre, it’s bound to happen at least once. Joker isn’t going to try and limit your career over a meaningless kiss.

•The second the word 'kiss’ was said in relation to somebody other than himself, Alois would instantly become clingy. There is no way, even for a play with no real emotion behind the kiss, would he allow this. The waterworks have probably started already by this point.
•There are two solutions for this; either they leave that part to an understudy or leave the play itself, or Alois will take the part of the character they have to kiss. Even if he sucked at it or found it boring, Alois wasn’t going to let his s/o kiss anyone else, and he’d make sure Claude made it clear to the director that no, he’s not leaving anytime soon, and no, he isn’t allowing a kiss to happen unless it is between them and him.
•Would push very hard for them to switch parts or to leave though. Alois is just so clingy when it comes to his s/o due to his past, that he just can’t emotionally cope with them kissing anybody but him.

•Not as chill as Joker, but still pretty chill. His reaction is more 'yeah I get this was bound to happen eventually… but really?’ Sort of thing. He knew that in that industry is was inevitable if his s/o kept perusing that path, but he’s still kind of sad it’s happening now.
•May take a little time and convincing that it’s completely meaningless, and in practices they’ll make sure not to kiss then unless they absolutely have to, and things like that. Basically, he does trust them but isn’t happy about it.
•He would feel much better about it once everything is all done and over with.

•He honestly doesn’t care, as long as there is no emotion behind it. Obviously he wouldn’t be okay with them going around and kissing other people actively, but just for this play? No, he doesn’t care all that much. If anything, he probably knew before they told him.
•But he would make it VERY clear to the other person though that this kiss was not to be enjoyed, did not mean they liked this other person, or had any feelings behind it what so ever- especially if this person showed romantic interest in his s/o.
•So he’d be wary of the other person, but does trust his s/o is faithful and aren’t interested in anybody else.
•May give them a kiss after the play is over, just to mess with them a bit, show that they are his and his alone, and that he is clearly a better kisser.
•So in short, he wouldn’t really start off jealous but the closer it gets and after it’s happened he may get a bit jealous of the other person.

Title: Worry is for the Weak
Characters: Damian, Dick, with Tim on the side
A/N: This takes place in the void before the first issue of the Batman New52 (or was it the reboot?). In that issue, Batman breaks into Arkham to retrieve Dick, who has been posing as the Joker to collect intel.

Worry is for the Weak

Damian’s ears pulled back to better hear the footfalls as they crept into the room. From the ridiculously slow gait, he could tell whoever it was was making an obvious attempt at being sneaky, immediately narrowing his list of suspects down to Grayson. Because he was the only idiot who liked to goof off in this household.

Feeling generous, Damian kept his eyes on his book, allowing Grayson to have his fun for the moment. He glanced up only when green hair began to poke up over the couch, directly behind Drake. A pale face and shadowed eyes shining brightly with twisted amusement followed and just as Drake began to turn his head to acknowledge the presence, a single word was breathed into the teenager’s ear.


Drake’s double-take turned into a flailing of arms and legs as he fell off the couch in an effort to put some immediate distance between himself and the Joker. Mad laughter filled the room and caused the hair on the back of Damian’s neck to stand on end as he gritted his teeth in frustration. He sounded just like him.

Snapping his book shut, Damian stood. “Is it really necessary to wear that thing around the house?”

He did his best to keep his features impassive as wild eyes fixed unblinkingly on him. It was a surprisingly difficult thing to do despite knowing that wasn’t really the Joker leaning over the couch.

After a long moment the clown’s head flickered out of existence, leaving behind a plain, dotted mask that was pulled off to reveal Dick Grayson’s concerned face. Before any reassurances could be voiced, Tim spoke up.

“So you’re actually going through with it?”

With Dick’s attention successfully diverted, Damian took the opportunity to leave the room.

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Wicdiv characters’ Yugioh decks

Because I’m in the mood to make this kind of post, here’s all the the members of the pantheon with the Yugioh decks they’d play if wicidiv was a card game anime. If anyone has any better ideas, let me know because some of them I’m kinda uncertain on. This post is incredible niche but who cares

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Kurt as a father

Before the baby was born he was terrified that his child would be frightened of him, no matter how his so tried to comfort him, it played on his mind until the baby grasped one of his thick fingers and gave him a look of pure love.

He’d rock the baby’s crib with his tail while he read them a story from the large book of fairy tales that his mother gave to him.

He’d decorate the nursery with a pirate theme.

When they were ill he would sleep lightly; curled up in the arm chair by their crib

He would wiggle his tail in front of the baby to entertain them.

When the child started walking, when they would stumble he’d catch them with his tail

He cried on their first day of school

Of course he would teach them German

He’d take them to visit his circus family at least twice a year

They would get up to all sorts of mischief

He would be at every game, every performance and offer endless support in whatever his child is interested in.

They would make pancakes every Saturday morning and sit and watch cartoons


I have a lot of Kurt feelings

 Do feel free to request the other x-men as parents

Have a great day and be safe

From @elf-kid2‘s prompt: “the Circus does a play about Agatha”

(set right after Agatha leaves Paris, probably going to be jossed in the next canon update)

Wooster stared at the bright dirigibles that hovered above the town.


He refused to believe it.

“Hey, those marks on that one look sort of familiar,” Agatha said.

Wooster closed his eyes, and held back the groan. Another week or two wouldn’t matter. He’d meant to bring Agatha to Her Undying Majesty for two years now. Any further tardiness would be overlooked. He hoped.

“Those are Dame Ædith’s anti-vampire symbols,” Zeetha exclaimed.

“I think that’s Balthazar,” Agatha said, pointing at a skinny youth who was peering down at them from the moored dirigible nearest them. “He’s gotten tall.”

The young man was waving at them, and Wooster sighed.

“I’m going to go let the appropriate people know we will be delayed,” he said to Violetta.

“Yeah, this might take a bit,” Violetta said, very little of her attention focused on him. Her eyes were flickering to each new person as they descended from the airships or came out of the tents set up in the village green. She looked like she was cataloging each one against Zeetha and Agatha’s tales. Good. It was always nice to work with another professional.

“A week?” he suggested. The time limit the Master had given had been one of the nicest things about Paris.

“Probably,” Violetta agreed and then split away from him, to shadow Agatha more closely.

A plan slowly taking shape in his mind, Wooster dodged the other members of the circus who came out to greet Agatha and Zeetha. Slowly, he found his way across the town square, to the small office the mayor kept, which doubled as an outpost for almost every governmental function, even the post.

After presenting proper credentials to the mayor, and then repeating to information by telegraph to the constable the next island over, Wooster sent his message to Glass City.

Agatha Heterodyne had finally reached England.

The response from his superiors at the Home Office was almost instant. There was an almost awestruck tone in the message back. The legend of the Heterodyne Girl had only grown in the telling during the two years she had been missing.

His request for a fast submersible, and additional week were granted without question. Additional agents would also be arriving to safeguard her. Wooster debated arguing against it, but decided he would tell Zeetha and Violetta before anything else.

He ignored the slight squirm in his gut at the thought. It wasn’t treason to worry what a distinguished guest would think, and warning her bodyguards about additional people was only polite.

The memory of cowering in Gil’s grasp, as the man threatened entirety of his nation Wooster shoved to the back of his with long held practice. He really didn’t have anything to be afraid of, as long as he cooperated with Agatha.

Stepping out of the mayor’s office, Wooster blinked at the sun, looked around, and judged it to be well past tea. He found Agatha and her entourage easily enough. The Jägers were clowning around on stage, though Wooster wasn’t sure how much of it was an act versus the constructs’ natural inclination towards dramatic buffoonery.

“I hope I haven’t missed anything urgent,” he said Violetta.

Violetta grinned back at him, her eyes sparking with mirth.

“Oh, dear.”

“-It all still seems so awkward,” Agatha said, tone strident, but not ranting. “You know me. You know Zeetha!”

“And I know the audience,” Master Payne said. “Everything for the past two years has been about the Heterodyne Girl.”

“But the Heterodyne Boys are still popular! Couldn’t you just do all of the plays about them instead?”

“We still do those,” Master Payne said. “But tastes have changed.”

Agatha muttered a curse.

“The plays really aren’t that bad,” Zeetha said, curling an arm around Agatha’s shoulder.

Violetta, however, was looking at him. He see-sawed his hand in response. Some of them were that bad, and there were a number of overtones he could see Agatha becoming irate over. Or a blushing mess, depending. And then there were the oldest of the plays, most of which had doubtlessly been commissioned by those who had meant the play or opera to back Zola, and it showed, for all the names had been swapped.

In fact, now that he thought about it, they’d been rather lucky Agatha hadn’t asked about the main plot of Agata Della Heterodynes, which was still playing in the Parisian opera houses.

“How about we show you?” Master Payne said. “We have a show tonight. You can have the best seats in the house!”

“…And in return you’ll get the chance to say I saw it,” Agatha said flatly, clearly wise to the marketing scheme.

Master Payne grinned. “But, of course!”

“Fine,” Agatha said, and pushed back her hair. “At least tell me you’ve got someone playing Krosp. I’ll never hear the end of it if you’ve left him out.”

“Ah, we had the same thought,” one of the other actors called.

“You mean worries,” another voice called, and there was a general laugh.

“Who’s playing me?” Zeetha asked.

From there, the conversation dissolved into show business talk, with Agatha seeming to slowly warm to the idea, as technical details were covered, such as Jägers taking on the slap-stick humor originally embodied by Punch and Judy.

Agatha’s smile dropped as the circus members left to prepare for the performance.

“It’s really not that bad,” Zeetha said, but she sounded more dubious

“Pix was cast as me,” Agatha said, slumping down. “Pix.”

“She’s a good actress,” Zeetha said.

“Who’s bored of playing the ingénue.”


“Well, she did say she wanted to spice it up a little,” Wooster said. “Perhaps she means to give you a few more death rays?”

“She got bored with playing the ingénue,” Agatha repeated, and dropped her head into her hands. “The ingénue who happens to be my mother. The Other.”

“That doesn’t come up in the Heterodyne Boy plays,” Wooster pointed out.

Zeetha was patting Agatha’s back, but her grin looked more amused than sympathetic.

“But what did Pix mean, spicing it up?” Agatha wailed.

“Lucrezia often is painted to be a somewhat innocent woman, who’d been sheltered by her father. Mostly innocent. To an extent. Sometimes,” Wooster said as he suddenly remembered all the risqué plays he’d seen. Lucrezia and innocent actually weren’t words that went well together.

“I’m not comforted,” Agatha said, behind her hands.

“She probably means more sex,” Zeetha said.

“I rather don’t think that’s possible,” Agatha said flatly.


Two hours later, Agatha’s face was a frozen polite mask, as on stage, the Heterodyne demolished yet another prince’s castle, for daring to threaten her love.

Wooster rather thought the whole play was perfect, and wondered if he could somehow manage to get all of the Home Office to see it, before Agatha left town.

Circus Baby & Friends EP01 - “Circus Baby’s Pizza World”

Young Circus Baby finally achieves her dream of owning a dinner theater pizzeria. One problem though, she doesn’t have anyone to perform with! She begins holding auditions for band-mates, but no one takes her seriously since she’s just a little girl. What ever will she do?!

Keep in mind that this is supposed to at least somewhat imitate the writing style and tone of early 90′s cartoons, so it’s gonna be a little cheesy and somewhat heavy handed. Enjoy!!


Makeup and Gypsy Jazz with Cirque du Soleil Cello Player @michaelcello

To see more photos of Michael’s work with Cirque du Soleil, check out @michaelcello on Instagram. For more music stories, head to @music.

Michael Levin (@michaelcello) has backed Katy Perry, played in a Christmas show with Andy Dick and currently is in the band for Cirque du Soleil’s Kurios, which is helmed by the director of Madonna’s MDNA tour. What’s garnered him the most attention, however, is a makeup tutorial.

Filmed in time lapse, his nightly stage makeup application is mesmerizing. He lines, powders and contours with the precision of Kim Kardashian West’s makeup artist, and then caps it off with a Kim K-worthy, kissy-face selfie.

“That’s probably the most plays on any video I’ve ever posted of anything. Go figure,” the 30-year-old cellist says over the phone from Denver. “To be perfectly honest, that was the part I was least excited about in the beginning. Now, I get why girls go so crazy over it and try to find the right products. I don’t know how many types of eyeliner I went through.”

Michael didn’t quite run off and join the circus, but his trajectory is pretty close. He grew up in Arizona, the son of two concert violinists. Within two years of studying at Roosevelt University’s Chicago College of Performing Arts, however, he realized there was no way he could follow in the footsteps of his mother, who is in her 40th season with the Phoenix Symphony.

“I wanted to be in a rock band! I wanted to utilize the cello in a modern way,” he says. He gave school one more shot at Arizona State, but chucked it before the semester was even over and moved to Los Angeles.

L.A. can be crazy-making for a creative person, but Michael thrived on the uncertainty. He posted on Craigslist, handed out his card at coffee shops and wandered around Guitar Center playing the pianos and chatting with customers. He met actress Shannon Woodward in his apartment complex, and she introduced him to her best friend, Katy Perry. (“I was playing with Katy Perry before Katy Perry was!” he says).

Meanwhile, he’d also auditioned for the Cirque du Soleil database in 2009. “In order to become an artist in one of Cirque’s shows, you first have to audition online and be accepted into their database. From there, they’ll pluck their talent. It’s the largest casting department in the world. It’s like Cirque NASA,” he quips. A talent scout called him right away, but Michael was “knee deep” in bands and told them it just wasn’t a good time for him.

A year and a half ago, though, his schedule freed up and he signed a two-year contract to play the “gypsy jazz, electro swing” music of Kurios. Set in 1900s Paris, Cirque’s 30th anniversary show has a steampunk aesthetic and takes place under a massive big top. It’s a city that has to be moved on the wheels of 65 semi-trucks.

Barring another circus beckoning him, soon he’ll have the option to re-sign.

“I imagine I’ll stay for a while. The show will go for 10 to 15 years,” he says. “I’ve always been a very nomadic person. It’s a great way to see the world.”

Besides, he continues, “I’m good at doing my makeup now.”

– Rebecca Haithcoat for Instagram @music


George Harrison onstage (with Carl Perkins) at the 21st birthday of the Hard Rock Café, Piccadilly Circus, London, and with Olivia at the same event, 15 June 1992.

Photos: Dave Benett

George and Carl performed “Everybody’s Trying To Be My Baby,” “Blue Suede Shoes” and “Honey Don’t” together.

“I went there purely because Carl was in town and I got to hang out with him for the evening. I went and he just asked me to get up and go up there with him, so I did it. I’m not mad about jumping up anywhere when I’m unprepared. I’m not that keen on it, but at least I know Carl’s tunes.” - George Harrison, Rockline, 24 August 1992

for n-chu4ever​ because her Fire!John AU is what I do on my weekends <33

John was at Harvard when Scott suggested, lightly teasing, that he really should get his nose out of his books for five minutes and please get a hobby, for god’s sake little brother. The elder Tracy forwards John a list of his University’s Societies, with the thinking that John will at least be half tempted by maybe the Gaming Analytics Group or the Chess Club or the Robotics Club or anything that doesn’t involve John having his eye pressed to a telescope 24 hours a bloody day. Hell, he can join Anime Soc for all Scott cares because John, pale and interaction starved, just seriously needs to get out more.

But then John, for some bizarre, unfathomable reason, decides it’s the Harvard College Magicians Society that he wants to join and Scott stares at him like he’s grown another head (which, with the amount of time he spends the Uni labs, Scott thinks quite likely).

Magic, John?” Big brother blinks, “Magic, really?” Because John is science and facts and space and his head stuck in the stars or in the lab or to a telescope and magic is the least-John thing he can possibly imagine.

“I’m interested in the tricks behind it.” John just calmly smiles, packing his books away on the other end of the holocall. “They have a circus skills division with fire performances too, and I wouldn’t mind learning some staff or poi or those spinny things on a string or something. And not just for the scientific interest I have in combustion.” He grins, glancing up at his brother. “You’re right, Scotty boy. I really do need a hobby.”

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Flashbacks - RP with apesfollowkobanow

It had all started with the small forest fire that the band of hunters had managed to put out the day before. No one had been seriously hurt, but one or two apes had suffered minor burns, including Grey.

The chimpanzee had not given much thought to the incident at the time, and the pain had been negligible. Sparrow’s healing skills had seen to that. But the slight burning sensation must have triggered something unbeknownst to Grey, because for the first time in ages, he had had a bad dream that night.

It was a dream about the days when his name had been Milo; a nightmare about the human named Tommy and his shock-stick, and how it had burned so when the human had first used it.

Grey had awoken shivering in fear like a white-tail, Tommy’s harsh voice still ringing in his ears.

“Goddamn stupid monkey! That’s not how you do it! Can’t you even balance a ball, you useless animal?”

The chimpanzee remembered how he had shrieked at the first surge of agony, almost wetting himself with fear. He had only been a white-tail then, and only used to kind treatment from humans until that fateful moment.

He recalled his first human caretaker, the circus owner named Golda. She had been like a mother to the then Milo – he had never known his own mother, and he had loved her dearly. But she was old and had become very ill, and her son, who had taken over managing the circus, had decided that he had no interest in having animals in the show any more. People thought it was cruel, he had said, and fewer humans were coming to the circus because of this, so he had decided to find new homes for his performing animals, among them little Milo.

Tommy had promised Golda and her son that he would be kind to the young chimp, and that he would make him into a TV star. He even said that when the ape grew to adulthood, he would be retired to a primate sanctuary where he would be able to find a mate and have a family of his own.

But Tommy had lied – Milo had known only pain under his so-called care.

At least there had been one good thing about life with Tommy – the chimp had been able to make a friend. His very first ape companion – a bonobo named Koba, who he was now re-united with in his new life of freedom in the Muir Woods under the leadership of the kind and wise alpha male chimpanzee named Caesar.

Grey decided to seek out Koba and talk with him about the nightmares, as he was concerned that such dreams might be affecting Koba too.