#glinda standby

[gelphiegifs]

"Alright, I promise. But I don't understand..."

[toiletpotato]

the casting directors of The Wiz and Wicked have an opportunity to do the most thing imaginable

[gaywitchesthemusical]

the fact that brittney johnson was so celebrated for being broadway's first glinda of colour and the first ever black glinda ...and now her replacement + both the current broadway standby and understudy glinda are white 💀

[screen1ne]

Take a first look at the new cast for WICKED London

WICKED, the West End stage musical phenomenon that tells the incredible untold story of the Witches of Oz, today releases the first production images, by photographer Matt Crockett, of Michael Fenton Stevens (The Wizard), Graham Kent (Doctor Dillamond), Laura Harrison (Standby for Elphaba) and Christine Tucker (Standby for Glinda, Maternity Cover), together with new images of current cast…

[myfairkatiecat]

I saw Laurel Harris, not Mary Kate Morrissey, the standby. But she was still fabulous! And so was Glinda! Their chemistry was so good and their acting and vocals agskdhdjahsg they killed it

Going to see wicked at 2 this afternoon I’m soooo psyched (I’ve seen a billion bootlegs but now I’m seeing it LIVE ON BROADWAY)

[wicked1280px]

2011

Chloe Taylor (Standby Glinda)

West End Company; UK - Photo by Matt Crockett

[willowstea]

Just wrote a test where I had to describe Contingency Planning and you better believe I used the whole word count talking about Broadway and the standby/understudy/swing/alt system using Wicked and If/Then as my main examples. With a bit of Six for alternate casting. It wasn’t in the text book so I took it as free reign. 

[ballerinadellamusica]

Maria Coyne is returning to Wicked London as Glinda Standby. Pictures from Maria Coynes Instagram and Maria Coyne fan on Twitter

[enthusiasticmusicalquotes]

standbys/understudies of color who substitute for characters who are typically casted as white are the real MVPs

[raven-curls]

Allie Trimm (Glinda standby)

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[extremelyblackandwhite]

innocence - 04

PAIRING: bodyguard!bucky barnes x innocent actress!reader

WARNINGS: age gap, sexual harassment (please don’t read this chapter if it triggers/makes you uncomfortable, your safety comes first)

A/N:  i do realise i’m on a roll posting every day but uni starts early and idk why i keep writing like i’m running out of time😂 hope you enjoy this chapter. much love xx

* additionally, there is a light sexual harassment scene in this chapter and if anyone is uncomfortable or triggered by it i would skip it. your mental health and safety come first. *

NEXT CHAPTER

One day I’ll fly away...

She remembered the very first role she got to play as a lead. She was the standby for Glinda in Wicked. She could still feel her hand shaking as the backstage technicians secured her to the bubble. She could still hear the bubble machine engine rumble as the bubble raised up in the ceiling and for a moment she was above everything - above the audience, above the cast, above the stage itself. It felt like flying, soaring through the gasping of the crowd. She remembered feeling like this was her height, this was her flight but as things went, as she got more roles and as she progressed to the screen as she always wanted, the feeling of flying just seemed to soar, turning her into a creature of air.

Flying for Bucky was something he couldn’t remember, he remembered crashing. Remembered falling from the train waiting for the peaceful slumber of death to come but it never did, remembered the cold snow melting through his jacket reaching his skin. It’s cold. Remembered diving in after Steve, lungs filled with water, heavy suit. It’s cold, it’s quiet. Soaring was only something he could dream of while frozen or when they put him on a cell with a small window. Crashing was more like something he could remember, drowning, pushed to the bottom by his arm, wishing death came to greet him

More powerful than crashing was sound. The theatre was always filled with whistling from men getting a peak at ladies’ legs, women giggling and security trying to keep out children and teens away. You could hear the laughter reverberating from any material, it was electrifying. Her voice however seemed to melt over distorted past sounds, a melancholy while held hands with the old telling it never of its former glory but of what it can be. Bucky knew now why her agency kept her so locked up, all people with a voice eventually fly away. 

     - Don’t just stare at me. - she bite her lip, looking the other way. Did she sound that bad? She thought she sounded just fine in the shower that morning, maybe her bathroom had better acoustics. - Should we go back home? Before it gets dark?

     - Sure. - he got up from his seat, extending his hand towards her so she could jump off the set. She put her hand in his, another hand coming to rest upon his shoulder as her elevated her up into the air before bringing her down onto the worn out floor. 

The walk back to the subway was quiet. People were starting to crowd Coney Island for night time dates. Bucky remembered bringing girls to dates in Coney Island, even remembered bringing Steve along, he just didn’t remember the girls’ names anymore. There were some flashes of what they were wearing but surely those memories were replaced with that of Y/N staring at the ferris wheel as they walked back to the subway.

Once there, her child like wonder of the city that never slept and the city which she now lived in didn’t seem to leave her eyes, sparkling brighter than the billboards in Times Square. The walk back to the apartment was once again quiet, with their footsteps being the only thing echoing in the halls. Soon enough they reached her door, still looking as intact as they left it.

     - Thank you so much for showing me Coney Island. - she handed him the teddy he had won. - Thank you gift. 

     - I won it for you, Y/N. Besides, I think I’m a bit past stuffed animals. 

     - Well, I’ve had my fair share of stuffed animals to last a life time and I insist you keep this one. - she stuffed the teddy between his arms, finding it incredibly adorable how the little toy looked smaller in the middle of his arms than in hers. - Little Coney Island memento. 

     - I should get going. - he changed the subject, gesturing with his hands as he looked at the time on his watch. - It’s been a great day, Y/N.

     - The pleasure’s been all mine, Bucky. - she smiled as she held the edge of the door. She stood by the slightly opened door watching as he turned the corner which led to the lift. Once he was out of sight, Y/N walked into her apartment, closing the door behind her but still holding the knob with a silly smile on her face. 

Bucky reached the headquarters around 11 PM. Despite going the long way home, expecting Steve to be asleep when he returned. Steve had a very mundane routine when it came to sleeping, he could still sleep but he would wait until everyone was asleep for him to go to his bedroom. Bucky didn’t want to have to dance the first day in the job waltz. He knew he cared, he knew Steve wanted him to be alright. There was only one small thing; Steve wanted Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes, his Bucky, and he just wasn’t that man anymore. He didn’t like being asked who he was, he doesn’t know who he is.

Opening the door to the living room, he found Captain America himself sat on the big lounge chair, skimming through his list of modern day TV shows and movies. His blue eyes moved from the bright lights of the television to him.

      - How was the first day? - he questioned, regular optimism present in his voice. Steve had remained the same, maybe it was that which made him believe the spectre of the boy Bucky was could be revived. He seemed to forget dead people can’t be revived. 

      - It was good, went to Coney Island.

      - Coney Island? - Steve muted the TV, contorted face expression settling into his youthful features. - I thought you were going to guard her door.

      - She wanted to see Coney Island. Couldn’t let her go alone?

      - Didn’t her personal assistant tell you she couldn’t leave? - he had been noisey, he had looked into Bucky’s contract. He told himself it was just in case, just in case Bucky needed his help. - You don’t want to get in any trouble, specially with agencies. They’re the devil.

      - I’ll take it into consideration. - his skin tightened as he smiled a tight straight line. 

      - Do you wanna stay for a while? I’m watching a series Sam recommended. 

      - I think I’m gonna just go to sleep.

Steve nodded allowing Bucky to return to his bedroom. There wasn’t much in the bedroom, a bed, side table and wardrobe, nothing else. No mirrors and no windows, silence, grey and black bedding, no decoration rather than a postcard his sister had sent him during the war framed in a plastic frame. No glass, Steve wanted nothing around he could harm himself with. It was almost like living in an insane asylum. 

He looked at the little teddy bear in his hands before placing it on the side table, a little smile on his face. A Coney Island memento indeed. 

The morning came rushing like the rain which fell against Y/N’s bedroom glass window. She turned around in her bedding, pushing her knitted quilt up to her nose, the scent of fresh crisp cotton invading her senses. The mood would’ve remained the same comfortable, early morning type had it not been for her comforter being yanked off her without any warning. Through the fogginess of morning sight, she could make out Ms. Olson in her traditional black suit co-ord. She thought it fitting, considering her morning was now ruined.

     - Get up. We have much to do. - she barked like an infuriating dog.

     - But I thought I had the weekend off.- Y/N rubbed the sleep of her eyes, sitting up, quilt covering her body. 

     - You have last mine commitment. Now run along and change into something more ... - he analysed her before gazing her face, tight expression settling in. - Enchanting. 

She left Y/N in the bedroom, clenching her bedding as she looked around the place she’d rather be. Nevertheless, she rose from her bed and walked up to her wardrobe grabbing the first dress she could find and a pair of heels. Her routine during work was different, she normally showered, got her makeup done, dressed and then out of the door. Mechanic, controlled, with Ms. Olson asking her to hurry up. In a split second she returned to the living room, bag held on her shoulder, sunglasses in hand as she prepared to walk out with Miss Olson.

    - You should’ve put some product on your hair. The ends look dry. - Miss Olson commented as they walked outside. She looked around hoping Bucky would be around but it was just her and Miss Olson. 

    - Is Mr. Barnes not coming? 

    - It’s a dress rehearsal. - Y/N froze in her mind. Dress rehearsals were supposed to be better than fittings but after her last experience she really wasn’t in the mood for another experience with the director.

Time seemed to stop, freeze in spot as she stepped inside the car. No noise, no sound, even colour seemed to fade as the car drove faster and faster. She wondered what she could do, open the door, roll over, maybe do it like what she had seen in Lady Bird but the driver always kept the door fully locked and Miss Olson always had her eye on her like Sauron’s Eye.

She looked at her phone in her lap, fingers loomed over Bucky’s name. He was employed by her, maybe she could ask him to come over. Maybe if he was there it would be easier. She sent the message hopeful he would reply, but the text bounced back. Looking at the network, she was lacking all the bars on her phone. Sighing, she leaned against the car seat, looking off the window, dark clouds on the blue sky mocking her. 

As the car came to a halt on the same building as before, she almost had to be pulled out the car by Miss Olson. Once inside, Y/N could see him, she could smell his patchouli fragrance as he wrapped his arm around her. She stood once again in front of the camera lights, muffled cries in her head as she was squeezed into a corset and a then a body con dress. Her eyes were blinded by the lights, behind those lights Miss Olson and Mister Powell gazing at her. Her hand slide down her collarbones to her lap, feeling the fabric as the cameras kept flashing, locking her in a case of lights. 

Once the lights dimmed, she could see them looking down at her, almost five feet tall, mumbling she couldn’t hear as one of the costume designers helped her out.

     - Costumes are looking fantastic. - the director walked up to her, hand wrapping itself around her waist, raising up to lay just below her breast. - Maybe you should try and cut some weight. You would look a bit better.

     - We’ve already started a diet plan. - Miss Olson added. - Not to worry, Mr. Powell. Y/N is fully invested in this movie.

She remained caged in the conversation, being moved by someone back onto the car and dropped at home. She looked around her hallway, wondering if it had always been this cold. As she opened the door to her home, she noticed the jar of flowers the director had sent her on her kitchen balcony. White carnations in a crystal clear jar. She stormed to the kitchen, ripping the tag of the carnations. To my perfect leading lady. The handwriting wasn’t his, probably his assistant. 

When had it all gone so wrong? Why did it felt wrong? Why did the flight felt like a burning crash? When did it all get so screwed up? 

She wrapped her hands around the glass jar, hands trembling, the sound of her ring hitting against the glass being the only thing she heard before a shattering sound filled her mind. It was fast, too fast but she threw the jar against the wall, watching as the glass shattered into a thousand pieces, falling into the ground like small diamonds. She thought it would make her feel better but instead she feel to the ground, trying to gather the pieces together as guilt embraced her. 

    - Y/N?

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[dreamcastingbroadway]

Dreamcasting Broadway: WICKED

“And if I’m flying solo, at least I’m flying free! To those who ground me: take a message back from me.”

Dreamcasting Broadway: Wicked

Ciara Renée as Elphaba

Ashley Park as Glinda

Jelani Alladin as Fiyero

Danielle Wade as Nessarose

Alex Thomas Smith as Boq

André De Shields as The Wonderful Wizard of Oz

Ellen Harvey as Madame Morrible

Nathaniel Stampley as Doctor Dillamond (Wizard u/s)

Abbi Hodgson as Ensemble

Aisha Jackson as Ensemble (Glinda u/s)

Alex Gibson as Ensemble

Cailen Fu as Witch’s Mother/Ensemble (Nessarose u/s)

Cameron Amandus as Ensemble

Cooper Howell as Ensemble (Fiyero u/s, Witch’s Father/Ozian Offical u/s)

Daryl Tofa as Ensemble (Boq u/s)

David Wright, Jr. as Ensemble (Chistery u/s)

Elliott Mattox as Ensemble (Boq u/s)

Fernell Hogan as Ensemble

Gregory Liles as Ensemble/Onstage Swing

Hannah Clarke Levine as Ensemble (Madame Morrible u/s)

Imani Pearl Williams as Ensemble

Jennifer Caldwell as Ensemble (Witch’s Mother u/s, Midwife u/s)

L. Morgan Lee as Midwife/Ensemble (Madame Morrible u/s)

Matt Rossell as Ensemble (Fiyero u/s)

L’ogan J’ones as Chistery/Ensemble

Samantha Pollino as Ensemble (Glinda u/s)

Scott Stangland as Ozian Official/Ensemble (Wizard u/s, Doctor Dillamond u/s)

Sydney Mei Ruf-Wong as Ensemble/Onstage Swing

Tiana Okoye as Ensemble (Elphaba u/s)

Eliza Ohman as Swing (Witch’s Mother u/s, Midwife u/s)

Joomin Hwang as Swing (Chistery u/s)

Rory Donovan as Swing (Witch’s Father/Ozian Official u/s)

Shekinah McFarlane as Swing (Midwife u/s)

Talia Robinson as Swing (Nessarose u/s, Witch’s Mother u/s)

Vishal Vaidya as Swing (Wizard u/s, Doctor Dillamond u/s, Witch’s Father/Ozian Official u/s)

Ashley De La Rosa as Standby (Elphaba)

Cathryn Wake as Standby (Glinda)

[starkiddreamcasting]

Starkid Wicked

Look to the Western Skies! it’s the Starkid Wicked dreamcast! I don’t think the original dreamcast for this was bad per say, but I do look at it at think about how I had no clue what I was doing back then. Plus the new Starkids fit the show rather nicely, so it was time for a tune-up!

1. Mariah Rose Faith as Elphaba 2. Bryce Charles as Glinda 3. Will Branner as Fiyero 4. Jamie Burns as Madame Morrible 5. AJ Holmes as The Wonderful Wizard of Oz 6. Ali Gordon as Nessarose 7. Brant Cox as Boq 8. Nick Gage as Doctor Dillamond 9. Jaime Lyn Beatty as Ensemble 10. Tyler Brunsman as Ensemble 11. Britney Coleman as Witch’s Mother/Ensemble 12. Denise Donovan as Ensemble 13. Corey Dorris as Ensemble 14. Eric Kahn Gale as Chistery/Ensemble 15. Angela Giarratana as Ensemble 16. Davis Hamilton as Ensemble 17. Brian Holden as Ensemble 18. Lauren Lopez as Ensemble 19. Lily Marks as Midwife/Ensemble 20. Jon Matteson as Ensemble 21. Curt Mega as Ensemble 22. Alle Faye Monka as Ensemble 23. Joey Richter as Ensemble 24. Brian Rosenthal as Ensemble 25. Dylan Saunders as Witch’s Father/Ozian Offical/Ensemble 26. Rachael Soglin as Ensemble 27. Sango Tajima as Ensemble 28. James Tolbert as Ensemble 29. Kim Whalen as Ensemble 30. Tiffany Williams as Ensemble

Standbys: Janaya Mahealani Jones (Elphaba), Alex Paul (Glinda)

Swings: Clark Baxtresser, Jeff Blim, Arielle Goldman, Jae Hughes, Meredith Stepien, Virginia Vass

Understudies: Jaime Lyn Beatty (Madame Morrible), Jeff Blim (The Wonderful Wizard of Oz, Doctor Dillamond, Witch’s Father/Ozian Offical), Tyler Brunsman (Chistery), Corey Dorris (Witch’s Father/Ozian Offical), Angela Giarratana (Elphaba), Davis Hamilton (Fiyero), Jae Hughes (Chistery), Lauren Lopez (Nessarose, Witch’s Mother, Midwife), Lily Marks (Madame Morrible), Jon Matteson (Boq), Curt Mega (Fiyero), Dylan Saunders (The Wonderful Wizard of Oz, Doctor Dillamond), Meredith Stepien (Witch’s Mother, Midwife), James Tolbert (Boq), Tiffany Williams (Glinda, Nessarose)

Make sure to leave any show suggestions or any questions on my casting choices so I can explain them.

[musical-dreamcasts]

Wicked - Brittney Mack as Glinda, requested by @galactic-doodles

Birthday: August 20, 1989 (age 31)

Birth Place: Chicago, Illinois

Theatre credits include: Anna of Cleves (Six), Dorothy Gale (The Wiz), Alexi Darling/Understudy Mimi (Rent), Little Inez Stubbs (Hairspray), Carla (In the Heights)

(Pictured on the right is Brittney Johnson, who is currently a standby for the role in the Broadway production)

[thediaryofatheatrekid]

I don’t catch up with Wicked, so I obviously wouldn’t know anything about the casting, but I for some reason thought Brittney took over as first cast Glinda a while ago, and I remember watching the Macy’s Parade and being genuinely shocked that Glinda was white 😭

Yeah... They did this weird thing where they had Brittney & Jenny perform on CBS This Morning. Which has never been done before with standbys. They always do promotions like that with principles. But she should have taken over as lead a while ago in my mind.

[jack-whatsyourangle]

just found out that when i saw wicked, KARA LINDSAY was glinda for the cast but we had the standby.

the standby was Beka Burnham and she was GREAT, but as an active newsies fan now im just like, I COULD'VE SEEN KARA LINDSAY?