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i doodled this in like five minutes bcs the idea of it was HILARIOUS to me for some reason bless u


ben platt as zoe murphy and laura dreyfuss as evan hansen aka the single greatest thing i’ve ever seen in my entire life, submitted by @strawberrydaydreams

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mrsklemzak  asked:

More tidbits pls? Gonna put your blog on notify. :D

haha sure! i mean, i’m just recalling snippets of things she said while she was sketching but

  • coach’s first name is richard and that is indeed why bitty’s middle name is richard
  • jack is loosely based off of sidney crosby in that ngozi wanted to see what it would be like if she ruined his life (sort of, see previous post)
  • bad bob is supposed to be wayne gretzky, basically
  • pretty much everyone on the team comes from some sort of privilege because let’s face it hockey is an expensive sport. even the bittles are distinctly not-poor because coach is a football coach in the south and that is a thing
  • ransom’s parents are super educated; i think at least his mother is a scientist
  • lardo is a first generation american; chowder is not. his parents met at samwell
  • shitty’s parents met at andover and immediately fell in love; shitty’s childhood was a push-pull of her, very liberal, wanting to make sure he grew up aware of his privilege and him, rich legacy, wanting shitty to uphold that legacy
  • zimmermann is spelled with two ‘n’s to make him distinct from george zimmerman
  • bitty was originally supposed to be a prep school kid from connecticut (laughing so hard because i am in fact from connecticut)
  • bitty grew less intense and jack grew more intense during the conception phase
  • there was a fascinating discussion about jack and kent’s names and nicknames: they each sort of have three tiers from casual to intimate (zimmermann - jack - zimms and kent - parse - kenny, i believe). when they usually talk they are in the middle at jack & parse. when they are pissed at each other it’s zimmermann & kent. when they are having more intimate conversation it’s zimms & kenny
  • from last livestream: bitty would be something like a jigglypuff if he were a pokemon. if he were a trainer he would totally have like a level 70 charmander he wouldn’t make evolve. jack would have something like a growlithe and also a gyarados and would probably legitimately think gyarados was cute. he’d think it was weird bitty didn’t have a charizard by now and his team would be mostly intimidating pokemon. (i may or may not have spent like 3 solid hours trying to make jack and bitty’s perfect teams from the original 150 because who has time for anything else now really)
  • parse is a slytherin
  • jack is not that good at photography and probably knows it, but he doesn’t care
  • bad bob’s friends actually call him ‘bobby’
  • holster and ransom have a fuck-ton of sisters between them lol
  • jack has a hard time letting anyone in and that includes shitty (i.e. there are things about him even shitty does not know)

but probably the best and most important piece of information is that, in the spirit of stanford’s tree, samwell’s mascot is a fucking dancing well. like the kind you draw water from. idk how canon ngozi actually intended that to be, but the sketch she drew was PRICELESS (and she said it’d go up somewhere)

“Excuse me?!” You demanded, gaping over at Dean. He was sitting at one of the library tables skimming through a book and drinking tea of all things, that red shirt making him even more attractive than usual. Not that you’d ever tell him that. Especially not when he was a demon.

“You heard me,” he said, not bothering to look up from his book. But you weren’t sure you had. You were pretty sure you were hallucinating or something, because you had to have heard him wrong. He definitely never could have possibly said-

“Alright, I’ll repeat myself. I said stop staring at me like that unless you wanna take things into my bedroom.”

Yeah. That. He couldn’t have possibly said that.

Looking at you like- like what?” You stammered, trying to keep it together. Dean sighed and finally looked up at you, letting his eyes flick black because he knew it freaked you out.

“You’re giving me that fuck me look, sweetheart.”

“I absolutely am not,” you protested, aghast. You’d barely even looked at him, trying to be so careful not to admire how his shoulders stood out in that shirt, the way his hair shone softly in the bunker lights, the stubble you could see on his face even from across the room…

“Are too,” Dean said, raising an eyebrow at you. Just that, plus a smug little grin had you blushing hard and looking back down at the pile of books in front of you.

“I am not,” you repeated angrily, crossing your arms over your chest as Dean sipped at his tea, “and since when you drink tea of all things?”

“Nice change of subject,” Dean noted, nodding a little before setting his cup down, “and Crowley got me started. It’s good, you should try it. Less heartburn than with the coffee.”

“No thank you,” you muttered, pointedly flipping a page. 

“You know,” Dean said, and when you looked up again, he was suddenly right in front of you, leaning across the table, “I may have lost some of my moral compass, but I’m still Dean.”

“No you’re not,” you said quietly, staring right back at him. That was what you and Sam had decided: show him no fear. If you weren’t afraid, he had less power over the two of you. 

“Sure I am. I’m still Dean. Just more… fun,” he said with a wide grin as his eyes went all black again. You suppressed a shudder and swallowed hard, trying not to think about the possibility of sex with Dean the demon because that was completely off-limits. 

“Come talk to me when you’re human,” you managed, though your voice sounded strained even to you. That made Dean laugh, tossing his head back as he made his way back over to his seat.

“Tempting, sweetheart… tempting…”

Submitted by @girliciousdreams AND @sgarrett49