#dolly’s freaky friday

[foreverdolly]

𝐅𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 | 𝐛𝐨𝐬𝐬!𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

summary: you’re hoping to make a good impression on your new boss. there’s just one problem: he’s an asshole. a very hot asshole.

pairings: boss!austin x employee!reader

word count: 2.2k

warning/notes: you guys have begged for more fake dating, so here it is. the beginning of what will be the end. this love story is adorable, and their dynamic is my absolute favorite. can't wait to post part three in the next week.

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“Well I heard he’s quite the looker.” Sophia mumbled under her breath, practically jogging to keep up with your long strides. The last thing you wanted was to be late for the big floor meeting, especially since you were about to be introduced to your new boss. That would be the icing on the shitty cake. Still, you refused to let this morning's parking ticket ruin your good mood. 

“Who said that? Nobody aside from Jeff has seen him, and that was only to finalize his paperwork.” One of the plant's leaves slapped you in the face as you began climbing the stairs, and with a groan you tucked the pot a little closer to your side, freeing up your vision so that you wouldn’t fall forward and bust your ass. You had picked up a little welcome gift for the newbie last night during your trip to the grocery store. It was only once you had gotten home that you realized that the plant didn’t have any plastic marker that stated its “preferences”. You hoped your newfound boss wouldn’t mind doing some googling in order to take care of his new greenery. Thankfully the man would be getting one of the nicer offices, which meant he’d have window space. 

“Martha from the first floor. She greeted him last week when he ran by to sign some papers.” Sophia was already out of breath from quickly climbing the stairs, muttering a few curse words as she tried to keep up with you and your fast pace. 

Martha was also a fifty year old crazy cat lady, so her saying that the mystery man was “handsome” meant nothing to you. If anything you were even more suspect about his good looks than you had been before. You let out a breathy laugh, freeing up one of your hands to open up the door for your best friend. 

“Martha also thinks that the mail delivery guy is a “looker”, and that guy has a receding hairline and buck teeth.” You were quick to fire back. 

Sophia looked like she wanted to argue, but stopped herself, a thoughtful look befalling her face. “Yeah. . . no, you’re totally right. Why didn’t I think of that? He’s probably going to have two heads.” 

You laughed loudly at that, turning to face your best friend as you continued the familiar walk to the conference room. “He’s probably bald- oof!” You grunted as you walked into a solid chest, the potted plant nearly flying out of your grasp. 

The person that you bumped into moved lightening fast, strong arms coming to wrap around both the pot and your arms. A little bit of dirt fell on the ground, and as you stared down at it you began to feel sorry for Javie, the janitor. You loved that tiny man. Behind you Sophia sucked in a breath, though you were too embarrassed to really pay attention to anything else other than the stranger’s dirt covered sleeve. You reached out, brushing off their nice- very expensive- blazer. 

“God, I should have been paying better attention to where I was walking. I’m so sorry.” You apologized, looking up at who you thought was Jeff. 

Because this person was practically a giant compared to most of the people on this floor, and the outfit and shoes? That was at least two months worth of your pay- if not more. Designer, no doubt. When you looked up, rather than meeting Jeff’s familiar brown eyes- you were met with blue. 

And there he was, in all of his glory. Him being “quite the looker” was the understatement of the century. This man was a model. His wire rimmed glasses did nothing to make him look boyish. The stranger in front of you was all man. For a few seconds all the two of you did was stare at each other. The blonde looked just as stunned as you did, his plush lips softly parted, eyes wide as he took in your features. After a moment he cleared his throat, his jaw clenching as he must have realized that the two of you were blocking hallway traffic, his hands still firmly wrapped around you. 

“We’re about to be late for the meeting.” He took a step back, and the loss of his firm grip on your arm nearly took your breath away.

Within seconds his warm, even soft blue eyes had hardened, his outwardly caring exterior turning ice cold. You tossed a look behind you at Sophia, dropping your jaw animatedly only for her to see before moving quickly to fall in step next to your new boss. “I’m so sorry about your blazer. I’ll pay for the dry cleaning-” 

He was already unbuttoning the soiled jacket, shrugging it off of his broad shoulders so that he was only standing in his crisp button up shirt and tie. His waist was narrow, accentuated by his belt. You could tell he was fit underneath all of those clothes. You hated yourself for it, but you were practically drooling. 

“Don’t worry about it. Just work hard for me from now on and we’ll call it even. Yeah?” He cut his eyes over towards you, and though you wanted to shrink under his gaze you merely held your head high and nodded. You were above outwardly fawning over the new guy. 

You weren’t, however, above silently crushing from afar. 

The man commanded the room unlike anything you’d ever seen before. Everything about his posture, his broad shoulders, and the surety of his actions told you that he meant business. Everybody stayed mostly silent as he introduced himself. Austin Butler. He looked like an Austin, you supposed. As he spoke you tried to rearrange the dirt in the pot with your fingers, smoothing it out so that it no longer looked ruined. The card in your purse suddenly seemed like overkill. You wanted him to think that you were nice, not a kiss ass. Then again, you needed to fix the horrible impression you had no doubt left him with earlier. He breezed out of the room the second that he was finished with the meeting, seemingly in a hurry to rid himself of the crowded room. Jeff was nowhere to be seen, but he had sent you an email earlier stating that he might be late coming back from lunch. His wife was out of town and their beloved cat, Mr Samson, hadn’t been eating well over the last week. You stood up, addressing the room with a bright smile. 

“Alright everyone, Jeff is going to be busy for the rest of the day, meaning you’ll either report directly to me or Mr Butler. Jenna? Can you drop by my cubicle before you leave today? I’ve got that Henderson file for you.” The blonde nodded, lazily joining the crowd as they dispersed out of the room. For a second you stood at the head of the long table, your eyes nervously darting back over to Sophia. 

“Thank god I work the payroll. I’d probably have a heart attack if I had to talk to Austin every day.” She mumbled, pretending to fan herself. 

You grabbed the plant off of the table, straightening out your shoulders as you walked over towards the door. “Well- let’s just hope that I didn’t fuck it up already. The last thing I need is for the guy to hate me.” 

You waved your goodbyes before heading straight towards the once unoccupied office. There were a few boxes on the floor, but there weren’t any decorations up yet. No pictures of wives or children, which you hoped meant that he was single. Not like you wanted to date him. . . just ogle from afar. You knocked on the open door, ducking your head in to shoot him one of your dazzling smiles. It usually worked on everyone. Almost everyone. Austin didn’t smile back. 

Your heart rate began to pick up as you held the plant up, giving it a gentle shake before placing it on the edge of his spotless desk. 

“It’s a little bit ironic, but I bought this for you. Consider it a welcome gift from me and my team.” Before he could say anything else, you were already digging into your purse, handing over the card too. 

He slowly took it from you, shooting you an incredulous look before opening it. You weren’t sure why. . . but his standoffish attitude was rubbing you the wrong way. Maybe it was the fact that he was outwardly perfect. You should have expected him to be rude. Pretty people are often rotten on the inside. You cleared your throat, pointing at the card. 

“Just a few words of encouragement. I thought it might make you feel a little more comfortable around all of these new faces. If you ever nee-” 

And then he did it. Did this thing. 

He sighed. He sighed like you were bothering him. Like your presence was a nuisance. Your face fell, your teeth clenched, and all at once you decided that you couldn’t stand Austin Butler. He was blowing you off. Shrugging off your kind gestures. Your unnecessarily kind gestures. Your hands balled up into fists at your sides as you tried to fight off the urge to slap the glasses right off of his pretty-boy face. 

“I’m not trying to be rude, but I’m really busy at the moment.” He was cool guying you. He was totally fucking cool guying you right now. 

“Oh,” Your voice had lowered an octave, shaking with anger. He seemed to notice, his eyes quickly flickering up to meet your face. “I can see that I came at the wrong time.”

You started to walk out of the office, flinching back slightly as you saw Jeff headed towards you with a bright smile. You were heatedly walking off in the direction of your cubicle before the older man could say anything to you. 

It was decided. Set in stone. 

You hated Austin Butler with a passion. 

“Well, what was that about?” Jeff closed the door behind him, nodding off in the direction of the female. 

Austin read over the name again and again, signed in her adorable handwriting. He let out another sigh, tossing the card down onto his desk before he covered his face with his hands. 

“I don’t know. I panicked. Shit, now she thinks I’m an asshole.” His office chair creaked as he leaned back, praying that the floor would swallow him up. 

He had been so overwhelmed in the meeting. He probably came off as cold, which was exactly what he didn’t want to do. His anxiety had gotten the best of him today, and you were proof. Because he had seen you in the hall before you bumped into him. He could have prevented all of that from happening. And how could he not see you? He had been so focused on your button up blouse and form fitting pencil skirt that he had forgotten how to function. And then he learns that not only are you working on the same floor, but working directly under him. Meaning that he would have to talk to you. Every day. Austin didn’t do crushes. He was a workaholic. He was the king of heating up leftovers and eating alone every night. He was too busy for relationships, so it shouldn’t matter that the prettiest girl he had ever seen was just a stone's throw away from him. Right? Right? 

“Well, you’re screwed now.” Jeff smiled smugly, crossing his arms over his chest, leaning back against the door. 

Austin’s heart jumped up to his throat, his mouth opening and closing as he tried to form a sentence. He looked like an idiot. 

“W-What do you mean? I’m screwed? Do you think she hates me? Already?” 

Jeff opened the door a crack, peeking his head out. Austin was quick to stand up from his desk, joining him by the door. And there you were, tossing your purse onto your desk like the inanimate object had personally offended you. He had the perfect view of you from his office. He was doomed. Jeff watched her for a few more seconds before clicking his tongue. 

“. . . Oh, definitely.” 

Austin tore the glasses off of his face, tossing them down onto his desk so that he could rub at his eyes exasperatedly. 

“How do I fix it? God. . . Should I go out there right now?” Austin motioned towards the door with one hand, loosening his tie with the other. It felt like it was choking him. 

“Take her out on a date.” Jeff was smiling smugly again, shaking his head in pretend disapproval. “I can’t believe you already offended the most hot headed female that I’ve ever met. I was gone for an hour.” 

Austin sucked in a breath, his knees buckling underneath him. He had to lean against the desk for support. “I’m not going to take her on a date. I’m her boss, Jeff.” The younger male practically gasped. 

Jeff opened the door, leaving the boy with some parting words.  “I wasn’t born yesterday, Butler. I give it. . . six months. You’ll see.”

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[luckystrike-x]

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[rel312]

WWDITS S5 Episode 3 moments that I loved (SPOILERS!!!):

The way Laszlo says Seanieee

Laszlo “certainly” remembering Sean’s bisexual cousin Dominic

The way Nandor says “Neighbor Sean”

“Literally the gayest things on the block” so true

“The corpses float also”

Guillermo’s face at the T-shirts

Nadja being shocked Dolly is a virgin

The Guide not noticing that Nadja clearly didn’t want to switch bodies

“Laszlo is jealous because of how much Guillermo worships me”

Nandor’s most important values: courage, relentlessness, and being tall

Laszlo calling Guillermo “the boy” (he misses being a dad)

Guillermo’s little baby wings

Freaky Friday

Dolly being so excited to have a body

“Oh, I see. Boy stuff. Vroom vroom. Carry on.”

The classic Vampire 101 shit

Nandor named the bird Matthew

Nandor needing to but himself into Guillermo and Laszlo business

Dolly’s horrendous flirting attempts

THEY REALLY COUNT THE RICE

“A vampire can only ascend as high as the lowest cloud in the area” the lore in this episode is insane

Nandor’s insistence that he can fly to space

Nandor talking to the cameraman

Dolly wanting to fuck Colin Robinson

Is Laszlo planning to use Guillermo’s sweat as special sunscreen?

Colin Robinson being attracted to Dolly only

Laszlo getting to be in true sun for the first time

And then immediately complimenting Sean’s skin

And then Sean admitting he uses Charmaine’s foot cream on his face

Laszlo wanting a beach chaise to sunbathe

Laszlo’s little day outfit

Nandor admitting he’s doing something to impress Guillermo

Colin Robinson in Nadja’s body

“The itty-bitty baby cameras”

Nandor’s cute little take off

Laszlo’s face being red because it’s burnt

Colin Robinson being like Voldemort on the back of Nadja’s head

Nandor’s excitement at being in space

It immediately going wrong for him

Him nakedly crashing into the parade

Guillermo’s “gay guy” sign

Nandor being so into the parade

Guillermo finally letting himself enjoy it

Them finally getting Laszlo to fuck Nadja (which is who they should’ve gone to in the beginning)

[richardgoranski]

musical recs!

more obscure ones first - the mad ones: non-linear story that takes place in the main characters head as, within the second it takes for her to turn her cars key, she relives the series of events that led to her deciding to run away from home instead of going to college ("i have to back inside" "go." "im supposed to be leaving for college today" "go!" "im the valedictorian, the valedictorian goes to college" "...oh, i know." "...but what if...?" "...what if... she doesn't? oh, twist.") mostly focuses on her relationships with her mother, her (ex) boyfriend and her best friend who is insanely funny but also super weird and fucked up. also cars. if youve heard "run away with me" its from this show! oh and critical context that i was not aware of when i first listened to it, its very important to know that "the proposal" is entirely within the protagonists head and does not literally happen. id highly recommend reading the script its so good - vanities: shows the friendship between three girls, first when theyre in high school, then when theyre in college, then when theyre adults and have drifted apart, its very fun but also kinda tragic and the music is super cute - head over heels (this one was on broadway but almost everyone i talk to about it isnt familiar so i consider it obscure): so theres this kingdom whose livelihood depends on some unexplained magic thing they call "the beat" and the king hears from a (notably nonbinary, played by peppermint, the first trans woman to originate a leading role on broadway) mysterious oracle that the kingdom will lose its beat when 4 vague prophecies come to pass, so the king tricks his family into going on a road trip so he can make sure the prophecies dont happen, but uh oh! his daughters unapproved shepherd boyfriend follows along in the disguise of a sexy amazon warrior and literally the entire family is hot for him/her in this disguise. it gets weirder. also its a jukebox musical with songs by the go-gos. also the dialogue is shakespearean. - love in hate nation: you probably know about this one because its a joe iconis show, but in case you dont- its the 60s and susannah, a black teenage girl with a ukulele she writes songs on, is sent to juvy (which is kind of unsubtly a metaphor for The State) where she meets a bunch of other fucked up teen girls, one in particular is like if james dean were a rock and roll chick and susannah falls head over heels for her. lauren marcus plays an evil fucked up lady in charge of the juvy and events occur!

less obscure: - 9 to 5 the musical: its 9 to 5! songs by dolly parton! i love it! - moulin rouge!: moulin rouge! -freaky friday the musical: so because every freaky friday has a different plot i actually have to synopsize a little bit- mom and daughter swap bodies as is expected, moms an uptight chef whos getting married to her new bf, daughters a slacker and a bit of a jerk but we like her anyway, the plot hinges on finding the second of a pair of magic hourglasses in a scavenger hunt run by the daughters crush, the actors playing the mom/daughter duo are like sooooo good you kind of forget that they dont literally swap bodies out of character

omg i actually saw head over heels on broadway😳!! i’ve actually never heard of vanities so i’ll have to check it out for sure!! and same with freaky friday.. i mean i know freaky friday of course but did not know there was a musical LOL. thank you so much for these and for the summaries / commentary as well!!!!!

[bludstaind]

(curley gao, she/her, spirit warrior) to DOLLIE ALIMJAN, the whole world looks like an open page. with a leap of faith, their ability of BODY EXCHANGE grows a little stronger. they’re pledged to the HOUSE OF BELTRAN to defend the enchanted lands of cagliostro with their ENCHANTED BUTTERFLY CLIPS. for TWENTY-THREE years, they have survived a world of magic with both their INVESTIGATION SKILLS AND SELF-CENTERED PERSONALITY. they work as a PODCAST HOST & INTERNET SLEUTH, but if they could change their fate, they’d want to EXPOSE THE WIZARD OF WHALE ISLAND. (ana, 25, she/her, est)

⸺ THREADS . STARTERS . VISAGE . AESTHETICS . PINTEREST .  PLAYLIST  

hello hello! it’s your local goblin ANA here trying her hand again at actually posting on the dash .･ﾟﾟ･(／ω＼)･ﾟﾟ･. dollie is an older muse of mine from a previous roleplay & she’s super easy for me to play, so i hope you’ll all love her and we can have fun in some threads! (i’m shy though so pls be patient, plotting in the dms makes me a lil anxious huisdfhsd)  below i’ve included some tidbits of info about her for you, along with her profile information under! ♡ ok kiss kiss ily bye

officially adding another alimjan to the mix of things, get ready for more chaos as material girl by madonna plays in the background!!!

the youngest out of five sisters, also a cast member on a cringey and cheesy reality tv show called all around the alimjans (it's bootleg keeping up with the kardashians)

your typical neurotic workaholic capricorn with a splash of perfectionism, you'll find her working 3 different jobs and constantly on the search for more because she doesn't know how to slow down and breathe

despite the valley girl meets paris hilton meets the kardashians meets socialite facade she has on now, she was a very awkward, frizzy haired, tokyo ghoul obsessed little girl in her youth who was bullied often. anyone who knows her from her youth will know she's an entirely different person beneath the mask she's spent so many years building up.

the main host of cagliostros spookiest, most drama-filled podcast! “glamour & ghouls” will provide you with all things GLAMOUROUS, GHOULISH, AND GOSSIPY. you'll also find her on youtube, as well as internet sleuthing in her "free" time.

her youtube channel is where she vlogs behind the scenes content, investigations, as well as her makeup and skincare routines!

incredibly nosy, will always be in your business and isn't afraid to use whatever (or whoever) she needs to get to the top. her power is body swapping so don't be surprised if your character wakes up one day in a different body and you hear around town that people saw you doing things you didn't do 👀 (think freaky friday!)

despite being (very) annoying, if she knows you and loves you, she will (very frequently) show up at your door unannounced with your favorite drink to make your day a little better. be prepared to hear all of the gossip and drama you've missed out on, though. will also eventually force your character to let her give them a makeover. sorry, not sorry!!!!

spirit warrior who went through the full initiation and ceremony process, though she's not as involved in her house as others. prefers sticking to sleuthing and investigating drama more than fighting evil by moonlight and winning love by daylight. i have an open plot/wc for a dreamshade companion who helps her with the dirty work of things if anyone is ever interested  👀

plot bunnies/wanted connections!!

ex best-friend - someone who she considered nearly as close to her as her twin sister. when dollie wasn’t with rosie, she was always with your character. things ended on a very sour note, after dollie got too involved with a tragedy in the best-friends family. i wanna keep this pretty open to creative freedom, but an idea i had for this was that dollie made the mistake of sharing information on her best friends tragedy with her followers, and it caused a very sour and bitter end to the friendship.

the enemy - for some reason, this character wants to take dollie down and ruin the comfortable little career she’s been working so hard at building up ( maybe even at the expense of others? ) perhaps they don’t her sticking her nose in peoples business around town, or think she’s sniffed a little too close to something they want to remain covered up, this is completely open and i’d love to brainstorm something juicy for it 👀

the budding love - despite the constant need to always look put-together and like she has everything figured out, dollie has had a long battle with learning to understand herself. she was content with herself, comfortable with just focusing on her job and hobbies, but someone comes along and shows her what it’s like to love without all the expectations, what it’s like to have the passion, the adventure, the butterflies in your tummy that all the girls in the movies talk about. for the first time, she feels like she has a chance. (important note that dollie is a closeted lesbian currently who's only just now starting to figure herself out so this may have to be slow burn hehe!)

dreamshade companion - helps with investigations/the dirty work of being a nosy! dreamshades and spirit warriors often make contracts and work together as pairs in cagliostro, it's quite common and a good way to keep a dreamshade safe from being slain. perhaps your character is in it only for the safety, or maybe they enjoy sticking their nose in other peoples business too! i'm open to anything tbh

out of town friends - because of her interest in true crime/mysteries, dollie has done a fair bit of traveling outside of selphia for sleuthing and investigations, often spending weeks to even months all over the place to get the big scoop. there are no limits on where she could have met your muse, i wanted to leave it open for creativity ♡

podcast guests - anyone who comes on the podcast would likely have had their ears talked off by dollie many, many, many times. she’s very social and when it comes to info-dumping with her co-workers about the latest conspiracies, true crime, or whatever mysterious event has taken place in cagliostro this week, she doesn’t know when to stop

enemies and foes - when you're as nosy as dollie and willing to turn other peoples tragedies into profit, there are bound to be some people who just can’t sit right with her choice in career. maybe they think she’s too nosy, maybe she’s shared information with the public that was meant to be private, i’m open to absolutely anything! 

shared interests in town conspiracies - i think it’d be super fun to have plots where dollie and other characters get together and discuss/investigate/try to work through town conspiracies! friends who sleuth together stay together 😎

fans of her youtube channel  ( okay, okay, she’s not THAT big yet, but she likes to pretend she is  )

i swear i have better ones than this but my brain is losing power!!! but i'm open to anything! ily guys LET ME PLOT WITH YOU HEHE

some lil stats to end things off <;3

⸻ NAME. dollie alimjan

⸻ AGE. twenty-five

⸻ GENDER IDENTITY. cisgender woman

⸻ PRONOUNS. she / her

⸻ SEXUALITY. lesbian (closeted)

⸻ RELATIONSHIP. single

⸻ FACECLAIM. curley gao

⸻ HEIGHT. 5’4” / 162cm

⸻ HAIR COLOR. she changes it frequently, but currently black

⸻ HAIR COLOR. brown

⸻ MARKINGS. scar near her hairline from her twin sister throwing a toy at her as a toddler, medium-sized birth mark on left of her lower back

⸻ TATTOOS. tiny ghost holding lipstick on side of right wrist.

⸻ PIERCINGS. three ear piercings on the left ear, four in the right

⸻ SCENT. raspberry, pear, vanilla orchid, lily of the valley, & woody notes

⸻ POSITIVE TRAITS.  gregarious, driven, & generous

⸻ NEUTRAL TRAITS. honest, materialistic, stylish

⸻ NEGATIVE TRAITS. petty, self-serving, & overreacting

⸻ ZODIAC TRIO. capricorn sun, libra moon, gemini rising

⸻ ALIGNMENT. neutral good

⸻ MBTI. esfp

⸻ TEMPERAMENT. sanguine

⸻ ELEMENT. earth

⸻ PRIMARY VICE. greed

⸻ PRIMARY VIRTUE. magnificence

⸻ TROPES. the socialite, breaks rules to fit their needs, always in places they shouldn’t be, uses “like” too much when they talk, puts their goals before everything else, overworked and overwhelmed perfectionist

⸻ GOALS. solve the mysteries happening in cagliostro, achieve a million subscribers, get her own reality tv show, expose the wizard of whale islands secret

⸻ FEARS. being completely alone, not achieving her dreams, failing, bugs

⸻ OCCUPATION. podcast host, internet sleuth, & youtuber

⸻ RESIDENCE. selphia, cagliostro.

⸻ HOBBIES. investigating strange occurrences & monster events, finding the big scoop, sharing other peoples drama, interviewing people around town, researching true crime, annoying her sisters, vlogging for her channel, spending way too much on ig live, rigorous skincare routines, editing photos, doing other peoples makeup, soap making, binging bad reality tv shows, etc.

⸻ HABITS. using “like” too much in a sentence, cutting people off accidentally, nail picking, checking her social media too often, controlling the conversation, taking selfies at inappropriate times, constantly working even during recreational activities, etc.

[andromerot]

morellaest characters in the world:

-dolly schiller and her dead daughter

-the catherine earnshaws

-jackie and callie of yellowjackets

-the girl from the mónica ojeda story i just read

-lindsay lohan and her mom in freaky friday or i guess theyre the opposite of morellas actually

-the girls from when marnie was there

-lily martin, sort of

-prezzemolina ?

[lesbianjoannaharvelle]

tagged by @mrcowboydeanwinchester for the comfort tag! <3

comfort movie: Freaky Friday (2003), also Jennifer's Body and Happy Death Day

comfort food: very basic: chocolate!

comfort book: books I read as a teenager: Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants and novels by Meg Cabot

comfort song: "The Grass is Blue" by Dolly Parton, also everything by Aurora

comfort game: I don't really play games :(

I am tagging @michaelabanes @kerryweaverlesbian and @purgatorybfs <3

[howardhawkshollywood]

Katharine Hepburn and Fritz Feld in an original publicity still for Bringing Up Baby (1938). Fritz was born in Berlin and had 214 acting credits from 1917 to 1989. His other notable credits include The Marx Brothers’ At the Circus, Phantom of the Opera, The Secret Life of Walter Mitty, O Henrys Full House, Call Me Madam, and episodes of I Love Lucy and Alfred Hitchcock Presents, The Ladies Man, Pocketful of Miracles, Barefoot in the Park, an episode of The Girl from UNCLE, two episodes of The Man from UNCLE, Lost in Space (two episodes), The Beverly Hillbillies, Batman (two), Bewitched, The Wild Wild West, The Comic, Hello Dolly, The Computer Wore Tennis Shoes, Love American Style (two), Herbie Rides Again, The Sunshine Boys, Silent Movie, Freaky Friday, Herbie Goes Bananas, History of the World: Part One, episodes of Magnum PI and Simon and Simon, and Barfly (as a bum)

[diredove]

Curious Fool

My first time attempting to write anything longer than headcanons, please note I’m going off of this AU! I’m in love with Crowley so I see this as an x reader story, but it can easily be interpreted as something else!

Warnings: Very Mild cursing, Crowley being scary (as in, threatening and a hand squeezing a throat), Me grasping at straws to make Potentially Evil!Dire make sense! Gender Neutral Reader as well!

You wondered about Dire Crowley more than you would like to admit. He was an enigma that your brain for some reason was terribly invested in solving. It started small, maybe because you were holding back your suspicion out of guilt, the man had given you a roof over your head and food to eat in this strange new world, surely he deserved better than you concocting conspiracy theories about him? But gratitude should not inspire stupidity in someone, and it didn't inspire in you.

Why exactly was he being so gracious? For all the pretty words he spoke to you, he certainly didn't act guilty. Every sympathy he offered to your plight felt like it was meant to silence you, "Shush, no more of that." he seemed to whisper between the lines. Yes, it was all too bad you were stuck in a world not your own and that poor, poor Crowley was working himself to the bone to find a way back for you to no avail, but what would you have him do? He's already being so kind.

And that was another thing, wasn't it? He wasn't all that kind at all, or if he was it was only in a backhanded way. Wasn't he just the sweetest thing alive for giving you a place to stay? As if you weren't breaking your damn back every single night sleeping on the couch of the teacher's lounge and waking to the racket of your dearest headmaster starting up that monstrous coffee maker at the crack of dawn each morning! Well, what about the food you were provided every single meal time? Quite generous, he'd say. And you would beg to differ because you had a diet of convenience store sandwiches and children's snacks and sodas! Everything you ate was from Sam's shop and didn't cost that old crow a dime!

And maybe, just maybe, you would have been more understanding and grateful for it given your circumstances, if Dire Crowley wasn't absolutely loaded. He could easily afford to buy you actual meals, put you up some place that wasn't a glorified common room, pay you! But for all his guilt and graciousness, he didn't. It felt like he was trying to trick into being grateful to him when he hadn't actually done anything for you to be grateful for, in the grand scheme of things.

But that's not all. If that had been it then you could have convinced yourself you were being dramatic and gone on with your topsy turvy little life. But no, Dire Crowley simply would not let you rest (on a proper bed or otherwise).

Why did he act like that? You were not someone to turn your nose up at an odd personality, considering how well you were handling being in a potential alternate universe, one might say you have one yourself. But there was just something... off about him. He always seemed a bit too happy, he laughed just a tad too hard, his stares were too intense, he went silent after whatever spiel he'd been on so quick you'd think he had a switch inside him. Alone, those were just the quirks of being human (though you didn't even know enough to call him that either), but they stacked up quickly.

And you had really fought with yourself on this, worried you were being prejudice against him out of paranoia, but then you saw him get angry.

Everyone gets angry, everyone yells sometimes, it's a fact of life and you're an adult who can accept that. But seeing the headmaster shift from harmless eccentric man to inflicting backbreaking labor on teenagers who didn't get to explain themselves at all was rather... jarring to say the least. He yelled in his oddly charming accent and his mask hid whatever anger would have shown on his face, and maybe you were being overprotective of the young ones and forgetting that that type of punishment was far more manageable in a world of magic. But you couldn't shake the feeling that he was holding back, like he was seconds away from sounding like a different person beneath the quirky act. Like a parent putting on a goofy voice to scold their child to keep themselves from letting their frustration show.

But, and maybe you're just dense from here on, all that did was make you squint a little. There was just as much of a chance of him putting up a front as there was of you misunderstanding things and reaching too far. But the seed had been planted, and now you were curious.

So, instead of coming up with crazy ideas you had no backing for, you thought: "Let's just ask."

Not Dire, of course, as if he would tell you the truth or appreciate you prodding him. Thankfully though, there were people close to him that you could interrogate instead.

And then you started hitting walls, thick ones.

"What's Dire's deal?" Seemed like a pretty clear question, so why was every single answer you got so convoluted?

Sam had tried to act unbothered, but you saw how his hand froze as he stocked the shelves of the Mystery Shop. He looked at you with his bright smile and waved his free had dismissively.

"He's something alright, I'll give him that! He's an odd one, I guess you could say! What's with the interest, Starlight?" He answered, though a question for a question hardly satisfied you.

Crewel had outright ignored you, even after you had repeated your question several times he kept maneuvering around you and acting like he was busy. He absolutely wasn't, he had moved the same four beakers back and forth between lab tables three times. Once he realized you weren't going to take his hint and scram, he looked down his nose at you as if you had ruined his entire week.

"You know, puppies that never stop yapping are troublesome. But do you know what's even more troublesome, Little Scamp? Puppies that sniff around where they don't belong. You'd do well to train yourself out of that habit, and quickly." He'd told you coldly, which shocked you into a stupor because you had thought him overzealous but friendly just moments before.

You had hoped Trein, with his unflappability and no nonsense policy, wouldn't beat around the bush and would be the one to change your luck so far. Instead, he averted his eyes and cleared his throat uncomfortably. He seemed to be taking extra care to choose his words, as though they were fragile as glass slippers. Even Lucius looked still in his arms.

"He is a man, as am I, nothing more and nothing less. It is best to leave it at that, My Dear." He implored you gently, you couldn't help but feel this was as close to a plea as the stoic man would ever get. Lucius stared at you unblinkingly, as if trying to determine your answer through your eyes alone.

You hoped the cat couldn't actually tell, because your answer was no.

You still had one more shot. Vargas was loud and a bit much at times, but his love of his own voice would work in your favor. However, you had learned from your mistakes and decided getting straight to the point wasn't in your best interest. If everyone wanted to play with you, it was only right to join the game.

"Please, tell me more about your school days, Ashton! Were you really the star of the Magic Shift team?" You asked in an awed tone, eyes wide.

The coach was eating it up like it was his last meal, you had been stroking the man's ego for over two hours already and if he tells you about the goal that turned the playoffs around one more time you think you'll snap. But his defenses are down, and his lips are loose, so you'll grin and bare just a little longer.

"That's right! I was king of NRC, undisputed! There wasn't a soul on campus who didn't want to be mine!" The man boasted, "Well, except for Beth. She wasn't all there though, not that I cared! She wasn't all that, I'm not bitter about it!"

He's definitely bitter about it, but you don't have time to unpack that when your opening is right in front of you.

"Right right, I totally get it. Hey, speaking of the past, when did you meet Crowley?"

Okay, you lied. There wasn't an opening at all, you burst in with a sledgehammer. But your cutesy act was getting hard to keep up!

Vargas takes the sloppy bait though, " Oh, that guy? He just kinda popped up and offered me a job to be honest. The pays good, so I deal with the old coot being a weirdo."

You have to stop yourself from lighting up, "Weirdo?" You question dumbly, finger on your chin and all.

Vargas looks both ways and then gestures for you to come closer, you can't tell if he's being playful or not with that glint in his eyes.

"Look, don't tell anyone I told you this, okay Dolly? Crowley's got some crazy going on around here, I swear. I don't know details but I've got suspicions." The coach whispers, you nod eagerly for him to continue.

"There's this... room. I don't know what's in it, it's always locked and not even the staff master key opens it. He goes in there every Friday, and I don't see him come out, he just appears again Monday morning. There's this bright light that shines under the door whenever he goes in, and after a few seconds, it stops." Ashton explains, and it's more than you had hoped for.

Creepy locked room, disappearing act, unexplained happenings? This is exactly the dirt you've been looking for!

"He thinks he's being sneaky about it, but I caught on, see? I was following him to ask about a some paperwork and I saw it. I know somethings up, Crowley is up to no good and I don't care how crazy I sound." Ashton stresses, as he goes on he seems more serious, you can't take time to be happy about your findings because he looks so pale.

"Vargas, are you oka-"

"Listen Dolly, I know you're curious, but you don't want nothing to do with this and neither do I. Freaky shit is going down, and if you're smart like me you'll act like you don't know a thing."

You stare at him. H-Had he been on to you the whole time?

"I'm trying to help you, stay away from the west wing and don't-" He stops. His eyes are on something behind you.

"V-Vargas?" You call, shakily.

"I've said enough. Stay outta the west wing, Doll. For your own good."

You don't stay out of the west wing.

In fact, you deliberately seek it out. Ace gives you a funny look when you ask him, but he points you in the right direction anyway. You wish you were more embarrassed about being a member of staff asking students for directions, but you've got bigger fish to fry.

You know this isn't smart, no matter how harmless the headmaster may seem, no one likes being found out. But your life is in his golden-clawed hands and you'd feel even less smart following him blindly and hoping you're safe with him.

The west wing isn't what you expected (though to be fair you had been expecting a torture chamber), it's an entirely normal hall like all the others in school. It's so mundane your face falls. There's also no way to tell if anything is amiss from a glance alone, so you'll have to use less tact than you were hoping to. Making your way down the hall you turn each knob one by one to see which won't turn.

After about twenty or so doors, curse the long hallways in this college, you see one that's quite out of place. It's at the very end of the hall, how cliché, and while it is the same size and color as all the others, it's surrounded with a ridiculous number of portraits. There are big ones above the doorframe and little ones squeezed into the narrow spaces along the sides of it, and if that wasn't enough, the ones that wouldn't fit in either spot were enchanted to float nearby. And the portraits themselves are nothing like the silly but sweet ones that gossip as they watch over everyone who passes in the main building, these are painted with snarls and angered eyes. Both human and nonhuman beings are depicted, each one staring straight at whomever would stand in front of the door. Their eyes seem to be looking in every direction at once even though their pupils are painted straight ahead, it feels like they can see everything without shifting their gaze. You can't even tell if they're alive like the others, they're so... cold.

You take a deep breath, that must be it. You've come to this far, and you'd planned everything so carefully there was no reason to be afraid. The students were having Magift practice today, so that meant Vargas was busy, but it also meant that Crowley was doing his rounds and would stop to "give the players some good old fashioned encouragement ". He would go on forever, there was plenty of time for you to investigate and cover your tracks before he ever even wondered where you were.

You could admit the only person you were convincing was yourself, but it helped you forced your legs to move toward the end of the hall. Even as you walked closer, you knew you shouldn't, the air around you seemed like it was trying to force you back, oppressively pushing you with every step you took towards that door. You wouldn't be able to open it, Ashton had told you already, what exactly were you gaining, being stared down by the lifelike yet lifeless portraits as you neared the door? Nothing, and yet your hand grabbed the knob impulsively, you hadn't realized you'd been holding your breath until it left your lungs in a rush at the touch of icy cold iron in your clammy grip.

You shouldn't have touched it, you shouldn't have, now what? Your plan was to turn back after your curiosity was sated, but you couldn't. The force that was pushing back against you before was now pulling you forward, beckoning you. The portraits no longer looked like a warning, but an invitation. You've come so far, now come a little closer, something that wasn't a voice nor a thought breathed around you.

You twist the doorknob, like a fool.

It turns.

Your heart leaps with excitement and fear, and you feel a surge of adrenaline run through your body. You can go in, you can go farther!

You feel yourself smiling widely even though you're sure you're not happy, you go to push the door open just a little further.

You stop as four pinpricks upon your throat flare with pain, your eyes go wide like a deer and you freeze.

"Crewel was right, you're truly nothing but trouble."

The voice sounds familiar, and yet nothing like the person it belongs to. But you'd know those gold-tipped fingers anywhere.

"I really am getting on in years, to make such a mistake." Dire sighs, his voice does not lilt and his tone is low. He sounds like an actor who's given up on staying in character.

You catch a whimper in your throat when the hand upon it slides up the front of your neck to grip under your chin and rear you head back at a terrible angle. You meet the dead-eyed gaze of Crowley's mask as he looks straight down at you.

"But you've made an even bigger mistake, Youngling, by testing me."

You want to apologize, or plead for your safety, because the man looming over you is not the one you've grown reluctantly fond of. But because we have established that you are a fool, you say instead:

"Your vest is a mistake. There's sequins on it." You snark weakly, you sound pathetic, half because of the grade school insult and half because you're gasping for breath.

Dire stares down at you blankly. Then he grins, not his usual one full of jolly cheer, but a wide toothy one that is just a few degrees off from a sneer.

"Oh, you really think you're just the cutest little thing under the sun, don't you?" He asks, he chuckles halfway through but it's dry and dark.

Why are you so foolish, why do you speak?

Abruptly, the pressure points on your neck are released and you fall to your knees, gulping sweet sweet air.

"Well you're right! You're just adorable, thinking you could catch me out!" Dire shouts cheerfully, hands on his hips and accent back in full swing. His façade is back in place like it was never gone.

You stare in disbelief.

"You know, anyone else would have to be put under a curse of eternal silence for snooping around like you did." He continues, "But I am so very kind, I'm going to let you walk out of here without laying a finger on you."

You shakily get to your feet, leaning against the wall for support and as something to curl in on to cower from the overly happy man before you.

He stares at you smiling for many moments too long, you know he's trying to scare you and you're angry at yourself for being so. Abruptly, he nods.

"I'll be off then, I'm sure you get the message? Of course you do! Make your way back to your room then, off you get! Goodbye!"

The man walks away quickly, waving his hand in farewell.

He left you without a fight, with the door left unlocked and you still in position to reveal what was on the other side. You balk at the obvious show of his power over you.

He knew you were too terrified now, he knew you would obey him like a dog told to stay, the smug bastard.

You bite your lip in frustration and confused tears fill your eyes. You just want to know what's going on, you just want to go home! Nothing makes sense.

You look at the door that's slightly ajar.

Then at the exit of the west wing across the long hall.

You can no longer hear Crowley's footsteps.

And because you are a fool, and because you are defiant, and because you want some semblance of control, you make a mad dash through the door before you can change your mind.

[nettlestonenell]

Okay, so the topic is Soundtracks—I’ve owned a few. Okay, I’ve owned a lot—going back to the days where, at the height of my wickedness, I would take out CDs from the library and record mixtapes of them for myself. [Literally, the HEIGHT of my wickedness]

Game: Name your top 5 songs from movie soundtracks, then tag 10 people!

I'm stealing @exlibrisfangirl 's and @jammeke’s self-declared brilliant idea and also sorting my faves into three categories, meaning I get to pick 10 more soundtracks. And because I am older than @reblogginhood, I’m granting myselfa 6th Christmas selection in each category, b/c I’ve lived longer and heard more.

Songs with words

Tennessee Homesick Blues – Dolly Parton, Rhinestone

Bonny Portmore – Loreena McKennitt, Highlander: Endgame

O Mio Babbino Caro – Kiri Te Kanawa, A Room with a View (I walked down the aisle to this to meet Mr. Nettlestone)

10,000 Miles – Mary Chapin Carpenter, Fly Away Home

Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps – Doris Day, Strictly Ballroom

Hard Candy Christmas – Dolly Parton, Best Little Chicken House in Texas

 Songs w/o words

The Blue Danube – Pogo Pogo Orchestra, Strictly Ballroom

Concerning Hobbits – Howard Shore, Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring (this song once saved my life during an MRI, I owe it a life debt)

American in Paris Suite – George Gershwin, An American in Paris

A Happy Ending – Mark Knopfler, The Princess Bride

Barney Pilgrims – Gaelic Storm, Titanic

Somewhere in My Memory – Home Alone

 Songs from Movie Musicals

Easy Street – Tim Curry, Bernadette Peters, Carol Burnett, Annie

We Know the Way – Moana

Only Make Believe – Kathryn Grayson, Howard Keel, Showboat

Just One Day – Freaky Friday, the 2018 Musical

Shallow – A Star is Born

Here Comes Mr. Scrooge – The Muppets’ Christmas Carol

Can I think of 10 people to tag? Hmmm. I’ll repeat a few b/c I’d also like to read their choices...@hacash @ravenya003 @gloriousclio @teddiebears2016 @dreamersscape @mercurygray @sailorbadger @bluecityrose @lafseanchai @dovefe4theredraven and you, if you want to!

[you-terrible-mean-thing]

Legboot Masterpost

Updated 9/18/20

I am 100% open to gifting!! since there’s not a lot I want just hmu

Have (dm me for casts on most):

9 to 5

21 Chump Street

25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee

1984 (Broadway)

A Gentleman’s Guide to Love and Murder

Altar Boyz

Amelie

American Idiot

Anastasia

A New Brain (Off-Broadway)

Bandstand

Bare (A Pop Opera and A Rock Musical)

Beautiful

Be More Chill

Bent

Bonnie and Clyde

Book of Mormon

Bring It On

Cabaret

Carrie

Cats

Charlie and the Chocolate Factory

Cinderella

Come From Away

Company

Cruel Intentions

Dear Evan Hansen

Death Note (English Sub)

Dogfight

Elisabeth

Evita

Falsettos (Original and Revival)

Freaky Friday

Fun Home

Groundhog Day

Gypsy (Proshot)

Hairspray

Hamilton

Head Over Heels

Heathers

Hello Dolly

How to Succeed in Business Without Really Trying

Hunchback of Notre Dame

If/Then

In The Heights

In Transit

Jersey Boys

Kinky Boots

Legally Blonde

Les Miserables

Little Shop of Horrors

Lizzie (Audio)

Mamma Mia!

Matilda

Mean Girls

Moulin Rouge

Natasha, Pierre, and the Great Comet of 1812

Newsies

Next to Normal

Nightman Cometh

Oliver

Once

Once On This Island

Phantom of the Opera

Pippin

Pretty Woman (Prebroadway)

Prom

RENT

School of Rock

Significant Other

Sister Act

Six

Something Rotten

Spamilton (Off-Broadway)

Spring Awakening

The Addams Family

The Band’s Visit

The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime

The Secret Garden

The Wild Party

Tom Sawyer

Tuck Everlasting

Waitress

West Side Story

Wicked (50+ of these)

Want:

RENT with Neil Patrick Harris *** (will trade 3-5 bootlegs for this one)

Hadestown

Wicked with Alice Fearn

Anything I don’t have tbh

[borisbubbles]

33. POLAND

Alicja Szemplinska - “Empires”

Sigh, we’ve entered *that* portion of the ranking where the songs are mostly slogs we have trudge through, as opposed to actually interesting, complex songs. Well, then...

Song Analysis

So yeah, today we complete out wonderful, exciting triad of Fall from the sky / Looking back / Empires. Three ballads in the second semifinal. Three songs that in my opinion have no discernible or even vaguely interesting traits and probably would’ve bombed in Eurovision proper. 

What can I even write about “Empires” what isn’t already abundantly obvious to any of you? It’s a lowest common denominator bond song, a paint-by-numbers power ballad that at no points grabs or maintains interest. Alecja is a living breathing blank canvas, brought in solely to provide a voice for her insipid song.

I also find it highkey offensive that Alecja and the team behind “Empires” insist that their song had a  “Socially” “””””Relevant””””” message. Alecja, your song was fucking WRITTEN BY -who fucking else- little miss LAURELL FUCKING BARKER. 

Laurell Barker, who constantly thrives off the intellectual capital of more talented musicians, such as Corinne and Stefan Gfeller? Laurell Barker, who is only capable of producing ‘quality’ by xerox’ing more popular entrants, such as “Fuego”?  Laurell Barker whose lyrical trademarks are blatantly splicing African American Vernacular English into songs performed by white people, to create an illusion of sass, such as “Wild” (and this will be the *ONLY* reference to Failee in the entire ranking, girl you lost a televote to Kristin Husøy)  Laurell Barker, who loves combining words not based on their meaning, but based on their phonetic proximity, because it sounds cool to ESL listeners, which we see in “Empires” in fact!!!  (”like moths to a flame, like birds to a pane... of... glass???”  ¿que?) Laurell Barker, who introduced the world to the horror of Małgorzata Jamroży (WHAT has Margaret been up to, even? I cannot wait for her to show up in Melfest 2021, as Dolly Style’s new Holly)

Wokeness my ass.  Don’t insult my intelligence. 

NF Corner

Poland sought to copy their JESC successes by using their JESC selection format to select their ESC entrants as well. Except, they completely forgot to add in good songs? or tell their contestants it was an NF in the first place? 

Lake Malawi - “Lucy”

Such a blatant B-side filler album track lmfao <3 Apparently, Albert had no clue he had enrolled himself into a functioning eurovision NF, which is hysterical given that he almost won (and would have won if he hadn’t expessedly told the Polish press he DIDN’T want to win <3). Imagine if “Lucy” had won tho. The trio that represented Czech last year returning for Poland with a song about their 2019 ESC experience, a song named after one of the 2019 host, via *accidentally* winning the NF they mistakenly believed to be a talent show. This is legit one of the silliest sentences I’ve ever typed out on this blog and we were *this* close to it coming to fruition. WHAT IS THIS FREAKY FRIDAY YEAR????

Eurovision 2020 vs Eurovision 2021

“Empires” would’ve NQ’d for aforementioned reasons, yeah? forgettable ballad not many people liked, drawn into the first half of a semi filled with similarly tepid lowtempo humdrum. Things weren’t looking too hot for Alecja. 

However, redemption is on its way, because I do believe TVP will just select her again for 2021 (In fact, OGAE Poland already said they will, so what are TVP even waiting for? It’s common knowledge Alecja will return, just... announce her?) 

Hopefully with a better song, tho. 🙄 Can someone give her Pierre Dumoulin’s phone number? I’m sure he has a few demo’s she can work with...

FREAKY! FRIDAY! FACTOR! 

If Lake Malawi had won this would have EASILY been a score of at least 4 senheads, but sadly the boring tepid ballad won and well... that ain’t exciting. I do live for the persistent rumours that Szansa was allegedly rigged FOR Alecja by her rich-ass dad, but let’s be honest she won because she was the best vocalist and because Albert muerde-me’d his own winning chances, and ain’t nothing Freaky! about that. 

Score: 1 Senhit out of 5. 

[its-going-great]

Work Was Dead So Here is some Raw Data about the 2019 Jimmy Award Nominees

86 students are performing, representing 25 states. 

California, unsurprisingly, has the most nominees (10)

Three sets of two nominees were in the exact same production (Freaky Friday, 42nd Street, and Throughly Modern Millie)

This year’s nominees represent 83 productions of 50 different musicals

31 Nominees are performing the same role of at least one other person

Les Mis was the most performed show out of the nominees, with 5 productions. Little Shop and Mary Poppins tie for second place with 4 each.

And then I went crazy, and counted the number of nominees per role. 

It’s listed in order of show (god help me)..

9 TO 5 

Judy Bernly - 1

THE 25th ANNUAL PUTNAM COUNTY SPELLING BEE

Olive - 1

42nd STREET

Peggy Sawyer - 1

Billy Lawlor - 1

THE ADDAMS FAMILY

Gomez Addams - 2

AIDA

Aida - 1

ANYTHING GOES

Lord Evelyn Oakleigh - 1

BEAUTY AND THE BEAST

Belle - 2

Beast - 1

BIG FISH

Will Bloom - 1

Edward Bloom - 1

BONNIE AND CLYDE

Clyde - 1

A BRONX TALE

Calogero - 1

CATCH ME IF YOU CAN

Carl Hanratty - 1

CINDERELLA

Ella - 1

CRAZY FOR YOU

Bobby Child - 2

CURTAINS

Lt. Frank Cioffi - 1

Georgia Hendricks - 1

THE DROWSY CHAPERONE

The Drowsy Chaperone- 2

THE FIDDLER ON THE ROOF

Tevye - 1

FOOTLOOSE

Ren McCormick - 1

FREAKY FRIDAY

Katherine - 1

Adam - 1

GUYS AND DOLLS

Sky Masterson - 1

HEATHERS: HIGH SCHOOL EDITION

Veronica Sawyer - 1

HELLO, DOLLY!

Horace Vandergelder - 1

Mrs. Irene Molloy - 2

THE HUNCHBACK OF NOTRE DAME

Quasimodo - 1

IN THE HEIGHTS

Usnavi - 2

Nina - 1

INTO THE WOODS

Baker’s Wife - 1

Cinderella - 1

Baker - 1

JESUS CHRIST SUPERSTAR

Jesus  - 1

KISS ME KATE

Fred Graham/ Petruchio - 1

LEGALLY BLONDE

Elle Woods - 1

Paulette - 1

LES MISERABLES

Jean Valjean - 2

Eponine - 2

Marius - 1

THE LITTLE MERMAID

Ariel - 2

LITTLE SHOP OF HORRORS

Seymour - 3

Audrey - 1

LITTLE WOMEN

Jo March - 2

MAME

Mame Dennis - 1

MAMMA MIA!

Donna - 1

MARY POPPINS

Mary Poppins - 2

Bert - 2

MISS SAIGON

Chris - 1

MY FAIR LADY

Eliza Dootlittle - 1

NEWSIES

Jack Kelly - 1

Katherine Plumber- 1

OKLAHOMA!

Curly - 1

ROCK OF AGES

Drew - 1

SIDE SHOW

Terry Conor - 1

SISTER ACT

Deloris Van Cartier - 2

Eddie Souther - 1

THE SOUND OF MUSIC

Maria - 1

Captain Von Trapp - 1

SUESSICAL

Gertrude McFuzz - 2

THROUGHLY MODERN MILLIE

Millie Dillmount - 1

Trevor Graydon - 1

TITANIC

Alice Bean - 1

[TITLE OF SHOW]

Heidi - 1

TUCK EVERLASTING

Jesse Tuck - 1

The Man In the Yellow Suit - 1

URINETOWN

Hope Caldwell - 1

WEST SIDE STORY

Anita - 1

Tony - 1

WHITE CHRISTMAS

Betty Haynes - 1

[mtsheetmusic]

Do you have any suggestions for either Torrey or the ensemble in Freaky Friday? I’m at a total loss for ideas Thanks!

I Put My Hand In from Hello, Dolly! mehhhh 

Watch What Happens from Newsies 

Why Can’t You Behave?

Didn’t I See This Movie? from Next to Normal 

Pretty Funny from Dogfight probably the best

[underswap-rial-ity]

Get to know MEme

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Nicknames: Pen, Stitchmun, Doodles (Old ass nickname from the beginning of the blog time.)

Zodiac Sign: Capricorn

Height: 6′2″ (I think- Don't quote me on that)

Last thing I Googled: vegan gatekeeper bitch- Reddit

Favorite Musicians: Trace Adkins, Toby Keith, Dolly Parton. DAGames <-Youtuber. Oh and Reba. that's all that comes to mind.

Following: 455 (Went up recently, I need to do a dead blog unfollow thing again later)

Followers: 672 

Do you get asks?: Maybe once in a blue moon, Mostly sent from my friends I speak with on here. If its art related then I tend to get a bunch in on setting then nothing. Hey, fine by me frees up my days ^^

Amount of sleep: 4 - 9 hours mood depending really. 

Lucky Number: Don't really have one.

Dream Job: Freelance artist (maybe), Possiblycartoonist. Really I’d just love to run my own cartoon someday. Even if it means being the idea person and not the artist.

Dream Trip: China, Id just LOVE to go there!

Languages: English, Tried learning french- Didn't work out. Tried learning Spanish- also never worked out.

Favorite Songs: One hot mama, Riding with Private Malone, Build our machine, Call me, I like it loud, and Heart of an artist.

Random Fact: My grandmother is a badass, and I inherited it from her. Any story I have that's unbelievably great involve her. From chasing my mother's abusive husband down the street with a knife, all the way to threatening to cut my teachers hair for saying she's a bad parent in front of the principal, counselor, and two other teachers. While holding scissors.

Aesthetic: Colorful trash :)

Put your playlist on shuffle and write down the first 10 songs that play:

1. As She's Walking Away Zac Brown Band

2. Love Is On Fire - Italobrothers

3. Richard Cheese - My Neck, My Back (Do NOT listen to this! YOU WILL REGRET IT!)

4. Trace Adkins - You're Gonna Miss This

5. Freaky Friday- Take me away 

6. I'm no Superman - Lazlo Bane

7. They Need a Monster- Mondo pony

8. The Other Side - Caleb Hyles & Jonathan Young

9. Not here all night - Dagames.

10. Homewrecker - Gretchen Wilson 

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I’m at Hello Dolly and @stillglowinstillcrowin is at Angels. It’s like a MT fandom Freaky Friday!