#Dance!Jaja

[star-sara]

“ ¿Me permite este baile.. señorita? ”

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♡ Dance Jaller ♡

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Au/Dance!Killer → me pertenece!

Dance!Jaja → @the-creator-undertale-au

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[droughtofapathy]

2023-2024 Broadway Season Ranked

I saw every new show that opened on Broadway in the 2023-2024 season. Once more, perfectly normal and not at all cost-prohibitive. Compared to seasons' past, this one was plentiful in new musicals and utterly bereft of quality. Usually I have at least four shows that rewire my entire circuitry, but not this time.

Do you have strong opinions on any of these new shows? Are you filled with unstoppable rage at this list? Do you agree wholeheartedly? Discuss.

[wayvtual]

hi oomfs i had a dream that i was at a club n onlyoneof performed n i was sitting at a table right in front of them n junji kept flirting w me n then rie did too n my cousin told me to stop being like that n in the end i taught junji how to dance to banda n he danced w me

[givemegifs]

[smallscreengifs]

[deafeningladyruins]

Silent Affection

Art the Clown had been planning this evening for weeks. He wanted to show her that beneath his eerie exterior, he could be tender and caring. He started by tidying up her apartment, a task that required patience and a meticulous touch. He arranged the furniture, dusted the shelves, and even placed fresh flowers in a vase on the dining table. The apartment, usually a chaotic reflection of her troubled mind, now felt like a serene haven. As the sun began to set, Art turned his attention to the kitchen. He had found an old cookbook and, with great effort, deciphered the recipes. He decided on a simple yet elegant meal: pasta with a rich tomato sauce, garlic bread, and a fresh salad. He moved around the kitchen with surprising grace, chopping vegetables and stirring sauces with a focused intensity.

When she arrived home, she was greeted by the mouth-watering aroma of the meal he had prepared. She paused at the doorway, her eyes widening in surprise. The apartment looked beautiful, and the sight of Art in the kitchen, wearing an apron over his clown costume, brought a smile to her face.

"Art, this is amazing," she said, her voice filled with genuine appreciation.

Art turned to her, his smile widening. He gestured for her to sit at the table, where he had already set out plates and lit candles. The soft glow of the candlelight created a warm, intimate atmosphere. She took her seat, feeling a sense of anticipation and excitement. As they ate, she couldn't help but marvel at the effort Art had put into the evening. The food was delicious, and the ambiance was perfect. They shared silent glances and smiles, the unspoken bond between them growing stronger with each passing moment.

After dinner, Art led her to the living room, where he had set up a cozy spot with blankets and pillows. They settled down together, the flickering light of the candles casting dancing shadows on the walls. She leaned against him, feeling a sense of contentment she hadn't known in a long time.

"Thank you, Art," she whispered, her voice filled with emotion. "This means so much to me."

Art's response was a gentle squeeze of her hand. He then reached for a small music box he had placed nearby and wound it up. The soft, melodic tune filled the room, creating a soothing backdrop to their quiet evening. As the night wore on, they moved to the bedroom. Art had prepared it with the same care and attention, the bed neatly made and the room filled with a calming scent. She climbed into bed, feeling a sense of peace wash over her. Art joined her, lying down beside her and resting his head on her chest.

She wrapped her arms around him, holding him close. The steady rhythm of her heartbeat was a comforting lullaby, and she felt a deep sense of connection and love. For the first time in a long while, she felt truly safe and cherished.

As they lay there, entwined in each other's embrace, she knew that this night was a turning point. It was a testament to the depth of their bond and the love that had blossomed in the most unlikely of places. Together, they had found a sanctuary in each other, a place where they could be themselves and find solace in the darkness.

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I know is short but I wanted to try something different, also I need some ideas jaja

[nakylvr]

WAITTTTT another thing we haven’t indulged and it’s on a fluffier note jaja, what do you think would be the moment they realized “oh, i like/love them”?

wait i actually love this 😭

sophia ⚓️

the moment she realized she liked you is when you made her a homemade filipino dish for her birthday. the moment she realized she loved you is when she came to you after a rough day and you comforted her and let her stay with you for the night

manon 👑

the moment she realized she liked you is when you helped her practice and she needed someone. the moment she realized she loved you is when she saw a notebook you had learning swedish and german phrases to talk to her in

daniela 🛡️

the moment she realized she liked you is when you complimented her on something no one else had said to her, about how genuine and caring she was to everyone. the moment she realized she loved you is when she injured herself dancing and you took care of her the whole time

lara 🗝️

the moment she realized she liked you is when she was producing a song and asked you to come by, which you immediately did and helped her the whole night. the moment she realized she loved you is when she got your heartfelt message of how much you care about her and how that'll never change

megan 🍒

the moment she realized she liked you is when she would keep sending you tiktoks and reels late into the night and you would respond instantly. the moment she realized she loved you is when she was lying down with you watching a movie you hadn't seen but she had, and the whole time you were engrossed in the film she couldn't stop staring at you

yoonchae 🐚

the moment she realized she liked you is when she first met you, you were immediately one of the few to talk to her despite the language barrier and help her out. the moment she realized she loved you is when it was her birthday and you surprised her with a traditional korean meal that made her cry

[vy-flowers]

I've been tired and bussy, trying not to die in The process jaja...nvm. some more Good Omens here :3 chibis happy dancing :3

[marshmallowprotection]

Hi Kait, I hope you're doing great! I came all the way here to tell you that I've fallen in love with your Mystic Messenger writings 💕💕 you have a way of narrating the thoughts and emotions of the characters that keep me reading until the end (I was literally reading an article for an assignment and ended up reading one of your writings in full!) I think you've become my inspiration to write someday 🫶🏻

From the Mysmess universe do you have any recommendations for me to read? Yes, I know I could look in your AO3 but I thought I could ask the author herself jaja

Thank you Kait for being in this fandom and filling it with your beautiful writing! ✨

So, I could give you some of my stories to read, and I will give you some of my longer stories and which ones I would recommend you to read, but I will give recommendations from other authors who have penned longer stories that I really enjoyed. Just three for now since I don't want to give you too much homework!

Constellations by Cervella: Detective MC / Saeyoung, follows the canon game with a few minor adaptations! It unfortunately hasn't been updated in a few years but it's still worth the read in my opinion. The MC is interesting! I love reading about the different ways we all imagine our characters to face all the challenges that come, and this MC works fast and hard to find solutions. Stubborn, but any Saeyoung MC is.

an act of kindness by Khismer: This is one of my favorite Unknown stories. It was one of the first ones I came across in the fandom in 2016. There wasn't a lot to go off of back then when it came to his personality, but this fic really drew me in when I was desperate to have content with this guy. It's a wild ride in which you become close to him and I don't want to spoil it because it's a lot of fun.

Everlasting Party by ZenTheRainbowUnicorn: I would be remissed if I didn't bring up one time loop story. If I had to pick one, it would be this one. Again, the story isn't completed but I do think it's always worth your time to read a story that might be a little bit older to give that author a smile when they see new reviews. This is a Zen fueled love affair and you don't see too many of those these days, I'm afraid.

Okay, now to recommend some of my stories that might interest you based on what I've seen you like.

Iris by lilacnightmares: SE Saeran x Former Believer. A story that's built around jumping from the past to present as you make sense of what happened to you and Saeran. It's a story I always wanted to sit down and write ever since I was inspired by all the Assistant stories for Unknown. This one? I will love it forever.

Gloxinia by lilacnightmares: It's my own time loop story. This time, the focus is Suit Saeran... how many times can you go around and around before you crack?

Gardenia, et tu Polaris? by lilacnightmares: Have you ever wanted a story where Saeran AND Saeyoung get love? Find out in this story of an Angel Saeran and Demon Luciel as they fight to make sense of not only their religious trauma, but mine because this fic helped me deal with a lot of feelings! Also, Rika is a very interesting antagonist you'll never understand until the very end!

Cereus by lilacnightmares: Please, read my cowboy story and love it because it's my favorite series. Have you ever wanted to kiss the cute outlaw Unknown? No? Well, you're not in the loop because you owe him for saving your life, now dance on that saloon stage with Zen and find out what's going on in this dusty little western town!

Zantedeschia by lilacnightmares: Have you ever wondered what VAE Ray and Saeran do once they have to make sense of life after the end of the second party? Well, this is what happens. They get a job at a cute little bed and breakfast, but, here's the catch, their uniform is a maid outfit and they happen to catch the eye of the gardener who works at their job... this is actually @/DailySaeran's favorite story of mine!

[huenation]

random txt baile thoughts as a mexican (almost no sabo lol)

taehyun would be so good at bachata, you wouldn’t even have to devote time to teaching him, he learns right on the spot and leads you through it, so confident and steady

yeonjun would be so good at cumbias chilangos and would be so extra with it, stopping to smirk at you but one wrong move and he’d almost trip up but he loves it

beomgyu would be set on learning it and he does but for the most part, he sticks to huapango and enjoys having your body so close, smiling his little :> over your shoulder

huening kai and soobin would probably be blushy messes and would settle for huapangos or even norteños también pero como más calmados jaja, blushing and hiding in your face or neck, letting you somehow lead their tall bodies with your legs side by side

dances are just so intimate and upbeat and fast paced and just again super intimate even i get embarrassed ☝️🤓 also i don’t have a lot of knowledge about this so take it or leave it :D

[dearestones]

Stupid Fun (Mello x Reader)

Warnings: Mild swearing. 

@mysticstrawberryphantom Request: Hey Devin! Congrats on the 750!! You deserve so much love for your fantastic writing!

Can you write for the prompt "Can I have this dance?" for Mello?

Oh! Y no sabía que sabes español, que padre! Jaja

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Mello was grumbling again. 

That in itself was not something out of the ordinary. 

What you would consider unusual or weird was that Mello wasn’t grumbling about Near. For some odd reason, the second best student of Wammy’s House was incensed about something other than grades or rankings. Whatever the case, you did not want to be within Mello’s radius whenever he was in one of his moods. You didn’t care if his grudge was usually reserved for the likes of Near and anyone else who dared to get into the top three; an angry Mello was a potentially dangerous Mello. 

As you were about to leave the library and away from the dangers of a brooding blond, you heard footsteps plodding behind you. Somewhat apprehensive now, you thought about hurrying towards the exit, but then dismissed that thought. Running from predators only drove their prey instinct to the forefront of their minds and you already knew that if you didn’t answer to Mello’s summons now, you would pay for it tenfold later. 

Slowly, you turned around, careful not to look too scared or too obstinate in Mello’s presence.

If there were two things that Mello hated, it was people who looked too quiet and too passive like sheep (characteristics that reminded him of a certain rank one) and those who thought it a good idea to challenge him at first glance. It was like tiptoeing on a tightrope, but the rope was slick with oil and there were gale force winds forcing you to lean unsteadily to and fro. For some people, this task was easy; for you, not so much. 

Uncertainly, the both of you stood at an impasse, the silence in between sounding like a death knell as your heart pounded in your ears. 

“Did… did you need something?” You didn’t want to ask, but you also didn’t want to incur his wrath by just staring stupidly. Like a sheep waiting for slaughter. 

The blond grunted, his light brown eyes darkening underneath the library lights. “We have that stupid charity fundraiser next Friday.”

Not a question. A fact. 

While not many people were aware of the true purposes of Wammy’s House, there were still people who knew that this was first and foremost, an orphanage for the brightest minds. While your benefactor provided more than enough funds to keep the premises maintained and the resources necessary to keep your minds sharp, it wasn’t a smart move to completely turn one’s back on society. There were connections to be had and maintained, and if that meant that the orphans of Wammy’s House were supposed to parade about and put on a show as if you were all mere children instead of the world’s brightest, then it would have to do. 

The upcoming charity event was supposed to be a dance and all of the children were expected to attend the evening’s gathering. For the past few days, your instructors had eased off the subjects concerning solely academic pursuits and had been preparing all of the children under their care with etiquette and simple dances to entertain potential donors. Things were simple enough for you, but not every child was keen on getting prettied up or showcasing whatever little physical talent they had in front of an audience who only pretended to care about orphans. 

Only the very young and those who did not function well in high intensity environments were allowed to stay within Wammy’s House. 

For someone like you, average and well below anyone’s radar, you were supposed to attend whether you liked it or not. 

For Mello, he was expected to attend as well. Although he was particularly emotionally volatile in school, he was able to keep a level head during outings and was expected to play nice while at the event. Furthermore, Near wasn’t allowed to go; his apathy towards societal expectations was more than enough to convince your minders that it was best that the first rank remain behind and have the second ranking student represent them. 

You were sure, even if you dare not ask, that the reason why Mello was so miffed was because while he was allowed the honor to represent Wammy’s House, it was because Near couldn’t go. A reward that was given mostly out of pity. 

“Yeah, we do.” You furrowed your brows, not understanding what Mello was getting at. “Are you not going?”

“‘Course I am.” He sneered at you. You hated to admit it, but it felt like a return to form; until now, the rest of this strange encounter was like entering the Twilight Zone. “The thing is, the old man wants me to lead the first dance and I need a partner to do that.”

You blinked. 

And then all of the pieces came together to form the weirdest puzzle you have ever seen. 

This was certainly a situation that you didn’t imagine ever occurring to you. 

“And you’re… Are you trying to find a partner for the first dance?” Was this revelation also the source of all of his grumblings? If so, he could have his pick of any of the other orphans in the House. Sure, there were those who had standards and favored self-preservation over being paraded like a show pony next to Mello, but still. There were countless other girls and boys who liked the spotlight and what better way to go about that than being arm and arm with a top ranking student? 

He seemed pained to admit this, but he nodded reluctantly. “It’s fucking stupid, but if I don’t do it, I get some of my privileges revoked. And you’re not as clingy or as whiny as others so…” 

Ah, so it was out of convenience. 

Not that you truly minded. If Mello targeted you because of some nefarious reason other than convenience, then you would be perplexed. (Realistically, you would be terrified. No one wanted to be one Mello’s hit list). 

“Ah. Okay.” You shifted your feet, your body subtly–but not so subtly–aiming to head towards the exit. Unfortunately for you, his eyes narrowed, as if trying to take in you sudden audacity of leaving without apparent dismissal. “If that will be all…?”

Instead of waving you goodbye, Mello instead moved forward, his long legs covering the distance between the two of you faster than you wanted. He kept his eyes trained on you, predatory as always, but there was a sliver of something else there that kept you rooted to the spot, but assured you that you weren’t going to get mauled any time soon. Finally, when he was merely two feet away, he spoke again. 

“We also need to practice or else Roger will get on my ass.”

You nodded, your head still trying to grasp how surreal this ordeal was steadily becoming. 

“Like, right now or…”

Mello groaned, as if suddenly realizing just how out of depth you–and possibly him–were. 

Before you could apologize or run away, he executed a textbook perfect bow and extended his hand in front of you, his eyes steadily holding your gaze. There was still a faint sense of irritation darkening his irises, but you could see how earnest he was and that his hand never wavered. 

“Can I have this dance?”

At the end of the day, you’ll head back to your dorm bed and sink into it thinking that the dance was a dream. However, in that moment when you took his hand and swept you into a waltz, you would almost think that you actually liked dancing with Mello.

Next Friday couldn’t come faster. 

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DEATH NOTE MASTERLIST

[vicky117]

dance glitchtrap end vanny?

Baile glichtrad final vanny..no entiendo osea glichtrad bailando y vanny muerta ? Aún que sería muy interesante de ver jaja

[luvly-writer]

“You are my sunshine”

Part 44: Dear lovebirds,

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Jason Todd x Latina! Reader

Social media au

Warnings: none

Status: Finished

Author’s note: I literally wrote this entire part last night on the verge of falling asleep and accidentally hit the x without saving and it got deleted. I shit you not, I was on the verge of tears cause I was too tired to write it again and I let out th longest sigh I have ever EVER done, closed tumblr, and went to sleep. Enjoy ;-;

Taglist: @lorosette @nanas-teatime @izukuisbaby @writing-for-the-hell-of-it @unofficial-jaytodd-wife @graywrites5567 @addictedtothefictionalworld @halleest @randobeetlehouse @prettyacademia00 @tamimemo @jasontodd-artemisgrace4life @mxtokko @sarahkaliii @w31rdg1rl

Series Masterlist:

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Nola had though of the BEST idea for a small gift for Jason and you on behalf of everyone. Even though she had already hired a group of photographers and videographers to professionally shoot up the wedding, she had decided to record that day as if it were a vlog. That way you would have more of a behind the scenes homey vibes to the memories of your wedding.

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[Recording]•

“Hello Lovebirds! Nola here! You might be wondering what this video may be and worry not! You will know soon. Welcome to your wedding day vlog!” Nola said smiling to the camera. She took the camera and recorded various places. She toured the venue, the dancing area, the kitchens, she showed the bakes bringing the cake in, she filmed your mom and Alfred speaking with the chefs, both who smiled at the camera and waved, she did her rounds and covered every part of the wedding’s location and decorations. “Well, that’s the entire tour. It’s time to see the princess of the day!”

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[Recording]•

The camera focuses on a door and Nola knocks, you open it with a bright smile. Both of you squeal and laugh, excited for the day. You bring her in and Nola gives a tour of your room and then settles on you, who is looking at her questioning. “What are you doing?” You laugh and she shushes you as she sets the camera up so that both of you are in the frame, Then she sits down and you sit next to her. “We are doing an interview, future Mrs. Todd Wayne.” She explains and you sit up excitedly, wanting join in on the fun, “okay! Shoot!”

“How are you feeling today?”

-Oh! Super excited! I can’t wait to marry him Nols! Although…I’m also pretty nervous…what if I trip and fall on my way to the altar or what if Kara tries to jump up and object or or oh! I don’t know jaja!

Nola rolls her eyes and assured you that everything will be alright, she ask you the next question, “What would you tell Jason as of now? Say it to the camera as if it were him.”

-Hola mi corazón! Not being able to sleep next to you these last few days have been hell, Nola I can see you, don’t gag! Anyways, I can’t wait to see you, mi amor, and spend the rest of my life with youuuu although you already know that but yeah jaja!

You blow a few kisses to the camera and smile. Nola smiles looking at you, being in love is a great look on you.

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[Recording]•

“Ok ok, I know I said it was myyyyy idea, but I have a few accomplices. Everybody, give it up for Dick Grayson!” Nola says as she turns the camera to a smiling Dick. He smiles at the camera and takes it from Nola. “Thank you, Nol! I’ll take it from here.” He says as he walks away. “Now! For the exclusive of the groom. Last time I checked, Jason was just in the shower, Tim is still sleeping, Damian had already finished showering and is on Jason’s room and Roy went to pick up breakfast.” He turns the camera and knocks on the door and Jason opens it. He is shirtless, with the tower draped over his head, grey sweat past that are low on his waist and is brushing his teeth. Dick enters and a Jason leaves to finish brushing his teeth. Finally he comes out and asks, “what are you doing, Dickie? He had been in a great mood this entire week. So much he was insulting them less. “Nola requested an interview of the groom so here we go.” Jason throws himself on the bed and looks at the camera from his spot. “First question, how you you feel?”. Damian decides to speak up instead of Jason, “ He better feel elated. He is marrying YN after all, it’s the best he can ever do” Jason playfully glares at him and answers,

-As much as I hate to agree with demon here, he is right! I’m fucking happy as shit. YN is truly the best thing to ever happen to me.

Dick awes behind the camera and asks the next question, “Anything you like to say to her right now?”

- I hope you woke up feeling refreshed and rested my love. I love you and can’t wait to see you, princess!

He said with a wink, making Dick laugh.

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[Recording]•

Dick is recording once again. He is placing the camera somewhere safe and let out a laugh. Behind him, Roy and Tim are annoying the fuck out of Jason by loudly singing “Marry you” by Bruno Mars. Soon, Dick joins them belting out the most horrific notes ever. The camera is suddenly grabbed by Damian who sighs and looked at the camera dead in the center, the rest still annoying Jason. “YN, are you sure you truly want to join this family?…..they are all idiots”

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[Recording]•

The camera focuses on Yn getting her makeup done in a white silk robe. Her hair was already done. She smiles at the camera and waves. The camera turns to the sofas where Stephanie, Cassandra, Barbara, Artemis, And Charlotte and Tiffany (two of Yn’s cousins) , were chatting. Yn’s mom is taking pictures and smiles at the camera as well.

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[Recording]•

The scene changes to Yn’s mom and Alfred giving their backs to YN, who is already dressed in her wedding dress holding her flowers. Someone counts to three and Ymn and Alfred turn around, gushing over how beautiful she looks. “AY MI BEBEEEEE!” Your mom screams and hugs her, tears flowing. YN is holding her tears back, afraid of ruining her makeup. Alfred hugs you and tell you, “the most beautiful bride indeed”

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[Recording]•

YN is walking down the isle with her mother. Nola pans towards Jason, who is wiping his eyes, tearfully smiling at her. He holds her hand once she gets to him and kisses her palm. YN hands her bouquet to Nola and smiles back at Jason. The amount of love between them flowing throughout all of the reception.

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[Recording]•

“Yn, I was a shadow of a man I had once been before you came into my life. You have brought so much love, joy, laughter, and peace, things I never thought I would ever get or even deserved. Princess, on this day, in front of both of our families and friends, I promise to spend my life by your side and I wouldn’t have it any other way. You are the silver lighting that shines through all the clouds of life, that sunshine that makes my darkest and saddest days bright again. I once said you were the ruin of my restraint, which I still believe wholeheartedly. lf you ever were to ask for the galaxy, I would happily spend each and every day catching stars in your name. Need is something you will not recognize and unsafe is a word you’ll never know. My love, my heart, my soul, and my mind are all filled by you, your love, and your presence. Te amo, Yn Mn Ln”

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[Recording]•

Jason and you had watched Corpse Bride and wanted to incorporate the vows into your own.

“Jason Peter Todd Wayne, do you take Yn Mn Ln as your lawfully wedded wife, in sickness and in health, for good and bad, to cherish from this day forward?”

- I do

“Yn Mn Ln, do you take Jason Peter Todd Wayne as your lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and in health, for good and bad, to cherish from this day foward?”

- Yes I do

“Turn to look at each other and hold your hands. Repeat after me, ‘With this hand, I will lift your sorrows. Your cup will never be empty for I will be your wine. With this candle, I will light your way in the darkness. With this ring, I will ask you to be mine”

You both repeat it to each other, placing the rings on each other.

“You may now kiss the bride”

Jason pulled you toward him and dipped you, kissing you passionately whilst everyone cheered. A sniff could be heard from Nola. She changes the camera to everyone else. Dick is crying and cheering. Tim, Duke, and Steph are screaming. Cass is clapping with a wide smile, Damian claps with a bright smile. Alfred is wiping his tears with a soft smile. Bruce looks so proud, he is fully letting the tears go because his boy just got married.

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[Recording]•

The camera focuses on you sitting in the newlyweds table smiling at Jason. Roy is giving his best man speech. “You know Yn, Jason and I originally had planned to runaway and get married in Vegas and then you came along. I am not fond of getting my plans ruined but since it’s you I can make an exception” He begins his speech making everyone laugh. As he carries on, you look back at Nola who is looking at Roy with a look you recognize very well. “Jason, mi alma, look at Nola! She’s giving Roy love eyes!” Yn whispers to Jason who in return gives her a kiss on her shoulder in order to discreetly look behind her at Nola. Jason chuckles and says, “Oh that will be a disastrous pair…I will never know peace again if they get together” making you laugh. “Jason. I get that you love your wife, but I was your boyfriend first and deserve that you stop kissing her while I’m talking.” Interrupted Roy making you laugh even harder.

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[Recording]•

Nola began her speech, retelling all of your times together. “Unfortunately, now Jason is permanent and I can’t get rid of him. I will say this once and only once, even if the only thing we do is argue like children, I am glad Yn found Jason. There has never been a couple more in love than you two, Give it up for the happy couple!”

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[Recording]•

The camera pans to everyone in the dance floor. Your grandmother is exchanging cooking tips with Alfred. Bruce is with Clark, Louis, and Diana chatting. Your mom was reveling in how much your aunts are fawning over the wedding, how beautiful you looked, Jason and his family, and how great everything looked and was. She beat your aunt once again. A successful daughter who was independent and hard working and made a good sum on her own who was now married to a very good looking man who was the son of one of the richest men in the world. Oh she had WON. Dick and Stephanie were flighting with majority of your cousins. Tim, Conner, and Duke were dancing with a few of them. Barbara and Cass was at food table enjoying all of the fine Puerto Rican food in display. Jason and you were dancing with Nola and Roy. Damian and Jon were speaking with your little cousins who was telling them about his farm. The sight was heartwarming indeed.

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[Recording]•

“Ok ok ok, if you thought it was over, well it wasn’t. Here are a few words of encouragement from all of your family and friends!” said Nola

Various clips of your family members giving you words of encouragement played out. Your mom, Alfred, your grandmother, your aunts, your cousins, Clark, Diana, Conner, Jon, Louis, Bruce, Cass, Stephanie, Barbara, Dick, Damian, Tim, and Duke. They all ranged from emotional to hilarious. Their love for you both very apparent.

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[Recording]•

“I truly wish you both the absolute best. Yn, i am so happy that you found the love of your life and it is someone truly amazing. Jason, I’m glad Yn found you, what you both have is absolutely rare. Enjoy your honey moon, but not too much because I am not ready to be an aunt. LOVE YOU! ENJOY!!!!” Nola ends the video smiling and waving at the camera.

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[droughtofapathy]

The DroughtofApathy Theatre Awards Nominations:

Best Ensemble Stereophonic Jaja's African Hair Braiding Merrily We Roll Along Illinoise

Best New Song "Evanesce," Days of Wine and Roses (Adam Guettel) "Masquerade," Stereophonic (Will Butler) "East of Eden," Stereophonic (Will Butler)

Bad Accent Eddie Redmayne's Muppet Voice Whatever the fuck Jeremy Jordan was doing Colton Ryan's Muppet Voice from last season, I'm still not over it

Diva Performance of the Year Jennifer Simard, Once Upon a One More Time Jessica Lange, Mother Play Emily Skinner, Suffs

Most Incredible Scene Transition The I Need That home cleanup transition Opening up Jaja's African Hair Braiding shop Mary Jane's apartment set lifting up to reveal the hospital set Doubt revolving set Appropriate house falling into shambles with a tree and everything De-renovating the Broadway Theatre after Here Lies Love flopped

Most Beautiful Woman On Stage Bebe Neuwirth, Cabaret Kelli O'Hara, Days of Wine and Roses (bonus points for The Hours) Jessica Lange, Mother Play Anika Noni Rose, Uncle Vanya

Moment So Horrifyingly Bad I Physically Recoiled Eddie Redmayne as the Emcee singing "Tomorrow Belongs to Me" BEFORE the party Everything Gayle Rankin did on that stage "My name is Ponyboy//I'm the youngest of the three," lyric from The Outsiders The Hell's Kitchen book being allowed on Broadway at all

Most Hated Sound Designer Gareth Owen, The Who's Tommy Jon Weston, The Wiz Gareth Owen, Hell's Kitchen (hey, a doubly-bad showing) Brian Ronan, The Great Gatsby, but specifically those gunshots

Floppiest Flop Show How to Dance in Ohio Lempicka Here Lies Love Grey House Once Upon a One More Time

Weirdest Marketing/Publicity/Social/Design Decision How to Dance in Ohio only emphasizing "AUTISM REP" over everything that might have drawn in any kind of crowd at all.

The Lempicka social media team just straight-up lying with their pull-quotes and then doubling down and getting snide.

Broadway producer Greg Nobile's twitter discourse.

The Cabaret social media brand refusing to acknowledge Bebe Neuwirth exists and is the only thing holding that show together.

Who did the Days of Wine and Roses cast album design and like...why?

Can You Spell Miscast? Eddie Redmayne, Cabaret Gayle Rankin, Cabaret Eden Espinosa, Lempicka Basically all of The Wiz Doubly so for The Great Gatsby

Star-in-the-Making Sarah Pidgeon, Stereophonic The Grey House kids Hannah Cruz, Suffs Amber Iman, Lempicka Anna Zavelson, Encores! The Light in the Piazza (not Broadway, but I said what I said)

Criminally Underutilized Older Character Actress Jayne Houdyshell, Uncle Vanya Emily Skinner, Suffs Andrea Burns, The Notebook Beth Leavel, Lempicka Mia Katigbak, Uncle Vanya Bebe Neuwirth, Cabaret

Worst Audience Behavior The couple who stayed on their phones the whole time at The Wiz.

The guy who started screaming and fighting at the top of act two at Hell's Kitchen.

The drunk women at Melissa Etheridge who were singing and flailing the whole show.

Shrieking girls at Bad Gatsby whenever the leading man did anything.

Family in front of me at Heart of Rock and Roll.

Guy behind me at Cabaret crunching wine chips through all of act two.

Iconic Merch Item Rosie the Elephant, Water for Elephants: she's so soft and well-made and perfect and I love her and need her. Great American Bitch clothing, Suffs Mother Hat, Mother Play Tissue box, The Notebook

Moment that Had Me in Tears When *spoiler* off-stage, Jaja is taken in by ICE and her daughter can't find her and may face deportation herself.

Merrily We Roll Along overture.

Mary Jane breakdown over the music therapist.

All of Maryann Plunkett's masterful performance in The Notebook.

Me going home to sob over how they butchered Cabaret.

Kimberly Akimbo final performance, it might've opened last season, but fight me

Reading an article on the opening of the Bad Gatsby where a car hit a pedestrian right next to where all the celebrities were getting their photos taken and no one noticed. (tears of laughter-pedestrian was not hurt badly)

Single Best Costume Emily Skinner's Dorothy Louden coat Jennifer Simard, titties up and out as the Stepmother Sara Gettlefinger's fun jumpsuit and headscarf combo Anika Noni Rose entrance blue gown with the plunging neckline and deep v back Bebe Neuwirth's little pink nightie and phenomenal shawl Kate Baldwin's off-the-shoulder outfits in the regional production of A Little Night Music

Best Playbill Design Stereophonic - 10/10 no notes Suffs - Like the art style Illinoise - I really like the colors and art style Here Lies Love - I like the colors

Worst Playbill Design Cabaret - you should be ashamed of yourself. Not even the title Doubt - I know there was a last-minute replacement, but c'mon Lempicka - whoever did this should be taken out back and shot Spamalot - it's just the same damn design as the original, but brighter and worse

Tony Snub Laurie Metcalf, Grey House Jennifer Simard, Once Upon a One More Time Chip Zien, Harmony Days of Wine and Roses, Best Musical Grey House, Best Scenic Design of a Play

Cars on Broadway The Bad Gatsby cars that actually drive The Lempicka silver car that isn't green and doesn't drive The Illinoise concept car made out of props and actor's bodies The Back to the Future car that files and spins and shit

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Ghost Stories Update

    The Locals: “J”

Man, William is too good. He’s got that fiery temper, the kind of guy who works for what he wants and then does your work for you. I had come to check in on him, apparently startling him in the process. “So?,” He says impatiently, “What do you want?” I had my bag of supplies in tow, ready to get the place spotless. “Just checking in mi amigo. It’s a pretty big house.” I say carefully. He’s like a stick of TNT ready to go off, but that’s kinda a bonus of working with him already. 

“Well, amigo, I’m fine, no need to concern yourself.” I can see him looking at my bag. “Did you really need all that?” I pretend to look appalled. I scoff, “Uh, yeah! Do you see how big this estate is?! No way a bottle of spray and a roll of paper towel is cleaning it all.” I say, pretending to be affected by his words. He exasperatedly turns to whatever he’s cleaning, fed up with my shit already.

When he stands up to move to a desk near him, the jack of his headphones unplug and unleash the music he’s listening to. Nervously, he fumbles to insert the headphones back into his phone. “Hey, was that Los Campesinos? ‘You!Me!Dancing!’?” I was surprised to have a similar music taste with a stranger. “U-Uh, yeah.” He stutters, flustered. I smile. “That’s cool. I love that band.” I’m trying to start a conversation here, kindle a fire if I may. 

He loosens up a bit, I see it in his shoulders, and breathes out, “Yeah, they're cool.” Damn it! Mans not even starting this ‘fire’, he’s full on pouring a bucket of water on it! Way to dampen the already soggy situation man…But he continues, “What’s your favorite band?” JAJA, there we go!! “Man, gotta be Lovejoy…but also Nirvana, Half Alive, ACDC, I’ve got so many bands and artists…Did you hear that Normal People Things just got released?” 

His eyes light up, but his facial expression remains the same. “Really? Is it any good?” He roughly scrubs the handles of a desk drawer. “Man,” I look him dead ass in the eyes, “More than good. Wanna listen?” I gesture my headphones to him.  He hesitates. “They don’t bite, maybe…” I joke. He glares at me but accepts the headphones, giving me his. “I don’t know how much you listen to Portuguese

or Spanish music but…It’s just something I like.” He gently puts on my black headphones as I slide his earbuds into my ears. Smooth accordion and a woman's voice fills my ears. I understand bit’s here and there, It’s beautiful. I look at William, him clearly bopping his head to the song. It’s kinda cute. 

I call over his song, “This is beautiful!”. He takes out one side of the headphone. “It 's called Última Dança.” He says to me, smiling from ear to ear. He has fully loosened up now, things won’t be as boring now. “Not usually my genre of music, but I will admit, It’s nice.” He smiles, “Yeah, the release is great, too!” He hands my headphones back to me. I realized I still had his in my hands. I give them to him, noticing the bright colors on them.

“Huh, awfully colorful.” He pulls them away quickly, probably embarrassed. “Yeah, whatever…” He turns back to the desk he was cleaning, disgruntled for whatever reason. And then it’s back to dull silence. Wow, so much for a fire.

An hour later, and we’re still cleaning in this nasty, uncomfortable tension that’s been created. I glance at him, looking as he struggles to keep his hair out of his face. I need to break this damn silence. I saunter over to him, taking my own elastic out of my hair. “Here,” I hand the elastic to him. He tosses his head up, his hair everywhere. “Oh, thanks.” He takes it but he clearly doesn’t know how to use one. “Here, lemme help you.” I take the elastic back and begin to gently tuck his hair behind his ears, tying it neatly in a bun. 

“Better?” He shakes his head to test the elastic. “Wow, yeah, thanks.” He looks at me and laughs, “But yours is everywhere now!” Indeed it was, sticking up all over the place. For a mexican, I had some curly ass hair. He lightly runs his fingers through it. “It’s so soft…” He then realizes how close he is to my face. “Wow, I’m sorry. I should have asked.” He jerks his hand away. “You’re good man, I don’t care. Half the girls at school would just play with it, I honestly don’t know what they see.” I quip. 

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