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[thecollectionsof]

look at them :)

[stagedaddy]

[missjanjie]

Curtains Up | Chapter 1

Title: Curtains Up Summary: 'All of the pieces of the puzzle were there; now they had to turn their rough draft of their concept – a popular show with an all-female cast and crew – into something fit for a Broadway stage, and they had about a month to do it.' And once the show opens? No one could predict what happens next, but everyone is along for the ride, whether they like it or not. Word Count: 2614 Relationship(s): Lydori (Lydia B. Kollins/Kori King), Jankie (Jan Sport/Jackie Cox), Rosnali (Rosé/Denali Foxx), Anarcia (Anetra/Marcia Marcia Marcia), Jewelzie (Jewels Sparkles/Suzie Toot) Jasya (Daya Betty/Jasmine Kennedie) Rating: T Chapter Summary: In fair Manhattan where we lay our scene... It's day one of rehearsals, where we meet the main players in this story, and get a peek into what the future may hold for them.

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“Okay, Kori,” Lydia prompted, walking backward down an empty hallway as she filmed her girlfriend, “where are we, and what are we doing?” 

Kori laughed softly, trying to split her focus between answering the question and making sure Lydia didn’t walk into anything. “We are in the studio for the first rehearsal with the full cast and crew, get into it.” She stopped in front of the door to the room they would be using and tapped on the sign. “Call time is at nine, it’s currently 8:45, so let’s see when everyone actually shows up.” She looked at the sheet and chuckled. “Of course, our stage manager, Jackie, got here five minutes ago.”

The two of them entered the room, the center empty with tables and chairs pushed off to the sides. There were sections for wardrobe and tech, but most things were in boxes, and Jackie was standing beside a stack of them, scribbling on her clipboard and muttering to herself with the occasional nod of approval. She looked up, startled when she realized the phone was pointed at her. “You’re starting that already?”

“I take my job very seriously, Jackie,” she replied. While the social media manager position wasn’t critical to the show itself, it was essential for establishing its presence in the social consciousness, which would hopefully reflect in ticket sales. Lydia wasn’t hired to work with her, but everyone had developed a fondness for the unofficial assistant manager, and the two quickly became a package deal. 

The door opened moments later, and the lead actress, Marcia, walked in with her roommate and understudy (and overall swing), Jan. “8:49,” Kori noted, writing it down so she could edit it later. 

8:51 - Rosé and Onya arrive one after another. Two minutes later, they were joined by the choreographer, Denali.

8:55 - Suzie opens the door for Anetra, carrying in her tech equipment with help from Daya.

9:00: Lana and Jewels arrive. Like Jan and Marcia, the pair shared an apartment and made the commute together.

9:02 - Symone was late for the first time, but she brought donuts, so she got a pass.

9:05 - Lexi runs in frantically, desperate to not be the last person to sign in. Being the last cast member bothers her, but she will be over it by lunch.

9:12 - Jasmine thought rehearsals started tomorrow. She is very sorry. 

Once all of the cast and crew were signed in and ready, rehearsals went underway. At this stage of development, lines had been learned, songs had been scored. All of the pieces of the puzzle were there; now they had to turn their rough draft of their concept – a popular show with an all-female cast and crew – into something fit for a Broadway stage, and they had about a month to do it.

When it came time for the first break, everyone dispersed into their groups. Denali was the first to step outside for a smoke break, with Daya following soon after, the latter in a notably worse mood. “Got a light?”

“Here,” Denali passed her lighter over, her brows then knitting together. “It’s a little early into the game to look like you’re about to punch a hole in the wall. You wanna talk about it?”

Daya shrugged as she took a hit off her joint, exhaling deeply. “Nothing out of the ordinary. Jasmine’s just getting on my last nerve. The whole ditzy blonde might be cute to some people, but it’s like she just uses it as a cop-out whenever she fucks something up. Twenty-five years old is too old to be pulling that shit if you ask me.” After her lament, she added, “This is my first role on this level; I can’t afford to have any distractions.”

“She can be a lot,” she conceded, “I don’t think she’s doing it on purpose, though, just kinda scatterbrained. Probably has ADHD or something. I get where you’re coming from, but it seems like a ‘mind over matter’ type of thing.” 

“That’s the only reason why I try not to be a bitch to her face. That and, like, team morale or whatever,” she mused with a dry laugh, taking another hit before her expression softened. “What about you, though? I can’t imagine working with your ex is all that fun.”

Denali shrugged. “I’m cool, but I guess it’s easier being the one who chose to end the relationship. Don’t get me wrong, Symone is an amazing person… It was just that our plans for the future didn’t align.” She felt an ache in her chest, a mix of guilt and sadness. “I think it’s best to just keep things as professional as possible for the time being.”

Daya leaned over the railing, staring out at the city before looking over at her. “I guess we could both stand to compartmentalize our feelings for the sake of the show.”

“Oh, so we’re using SAT words now?” She chuckled. “You’re right. At least it was a clean break. I heard Anetra’s divorce is still messy, her ex is doing everything she can to drag it out.”

“I guess crazy exes come in the lesbian variety, too.”

Denali chuckled and shook her head. “Honey, you don’t know the half of it. I’m pretty sure Symone is my only mentally stable ex.”

“That’s concerning, Denali.”

She shrugged. “It is what it is.”

—

Jackie’s eyes scanned the expanse of the studio, making small notes and observations of everyone who came into her field of vision. Then there was Jan. Her gaze always went back to Jan, with her sun-lightened hair and warm brown eyes, her inviting smile, and infectiously upbeat demeanor. Looking at her felt like staring into the sun, but she couldn’t get herself to look away – she never could; it was her kryptonite. 

“Is your lack of subtlety the reason why you chose not to pursue acting?”  

The voice coming out of seemingly nowhere caused Jackie to startle and turn around, then let out a quiet sigh of relief when she realized it was just Rosé. Her first instinct was to go on the defensive, but it was clear that it was a moot point. “As long as I keep a healthy distance, it’s fine… right?”

Rosé chuckled softly. “Honey, with all the shows I’ve been in, I’ve seen and heard worse than whatever type of way you’re feeling about her.” Given that she was the most established of the cast, the recognizable name to the more casual Broadway fans, it wasn’t hard to believe. “I mean, she’s an adult, you don’t have a creepy age gap, and you’re not using your position to exploit her.” 

Jackie quirked her brow. “Is the bar that low?” After a beat, she amended, “Never mind, we both know the answer to that.”

“For what it’s worth, this isn’t the first show I’ve done with Jan. She’s incredibly approachable, almost jarringly so. I’d say it’s worth shooting your shot. Even if she’s not into it, she’ll still be nice,” she suggested.

She hemmed and hawed for a moment, putting her feelings in as much of an analytical and pragmatic perspective as she could. “I suppose you have a point, it’s not the most precarious situation around. I’ll sleep on it.”

“It’s not even the most precarious situation in the room,” Rosé murmured under her breath as her gaze drifted over to the window where she could see Denali and Daya talking outside, then over to Symone sitting and scrolling through her phone. A knot of guilt made her stomach clench, but she did her best to swallow it.

“What do you mean?”

She waved it off, ever the actress with the ability to recover. “Don’t worry about it, it’s better to live in the present. Focus on how you’re going to make your move.”

—

Suzie looked at herself through her phone’s camera, stretching her neck out to examine it better. “What do you guys think?” She looked next to her, where Onya was putting Marcia’s hair into a French braid. “Do I need a touch-up?”

“I think you’re just rubbing it in our faces that you’re getting laid,” Marcia mumbled before assuring, “You’re fine, you’d have to get up real close to notice.”

“I promise that wasn’t my intention, but my defense, this is the only place I can talk about it.” When she received two perplexed stares in response, she elaborated, “The cast and crew here are the only people Jewels is out to, and I’m not gonna jeopardize any of her relationships because of a friends-with-benefits situation.”

“So you guys aren’t dating because of that? Isn’t most of her family still in Florida?” Onya asked. 

Suzie’s face reddened, and she bit the inside of her cheek, wanting to choose her words carefully. “There are a lot of reasons, it’s complicated, and with social media, family can keep tabs on you from anywhere unless you keep all of your shit locked down. Besides, it’s not my place to say anything. I’m just gonna be there to support her if and when she wants to come out all the way.”

Marcia nodded understandingly. “Believe me, I understand putting romantic feelings aside for pragmatic reasons.” While her crush on Anetra was an open secret among cast members, they had collectively decided to cover for her. Even though they knew the head of tech had been separated for a couple of months now, the timing simply wasn’t right. That’s what she kept repeating to herself, anyway.

Suzie hesitated to add anything to the conversation at that point. Marcia had a better reason to keep her crush a secret on paper. Not only would it be inappropriate to pursue someone going through a tumultuous divorce actively, but Marcia had been catapulted into the Broadway spotlight, and a scandal like that could stop her rise to fame in its tracks. 

But Suzie could overthink and ‘logically explain’ her way out of a paper bag, and this situation was no different. “Well, for what it’s worth, I don’t think anyone can blame you. Her service top energy matches your pillow princess one, after all.”

“Is it that obvious? Me being a pillow princess?”

“Yes,” Suzie and Onya answered in unison. 

—

 “Hey,” Symone greeted as she sat on the floor beside Anetra, who hadn’t taken her eyes off her phone since their break started. “How’s everything holding up?” While she did genuinely want to support her friend, there was a small part of her that took solace in someone having it worse than she did. As much as her breakup stung, it was still a clean break – no paperwork, no combined finances. Denali had moved all of her things out within a week. Maybe comiserating with Anetra would make her healing process easier to bear.

“‘Holding up’ is debatable at this point,” Anetra replied, her voice devoid of emotion. She sighed, allowing her unaffected expression to drop into one of exhaustion. “I swear, it’s like every time I think we’re making progress, she changes her mind or comes up with a new demand. I know it’s fucked up to say, but I almost wish she had cheated on me or something, ‘irreconciable differences’ has a whole lot of gray area since I can’t prove how unhinged she is.”

“Maybe she’ll snap eventually,” Lexi chimed in. “Crazy can only be contained for so long. That’s what my therapist said… Well, she didn’t say that, but it was implied.”

“And I’m sure she earns every dollar of your copay,” Symone replied with a laugh. “Still, she might be onto something – if your ex is as unstable as you’re saying, she’ll probably show her true colors sooner or later. She must have in front of you, at least, for you to decide to leave her, right?”

Anetra chewed on her lip for a moment. “Not no.” Her eyes darted around as she rocked back and forth on her feet. “There were signs, probably. But it did take her accusing me of cheating on her with my cousin to wake the fuck up.” She had to force the words out; the embarrassment of taking so long to figure out the obvious dragged the bitterness of anger through her throat and out of her mouth. She was smarter than this. She was better than this. How could she have been so blind? So naive? 

“Don’t be so hard on yourself,” Lexi told her. “Love makes you do crazy things. I almost moved to France for a girl I was dating online for two months… Bitch, I don’t even speak French. She does still send me nudes sometimes, though, and they’re muy bueno.”

“That’s Spanish,” Symone pointed out.

Lexi waved it off. “Semantics.”

—

As the cast returned to rehearsing, Kori shifted her focus to editing the day’s video. While she didn’t take herself seriously in the slightest, she did take her work seriously and needed to make sure that her content lived up to her standards. But after a few moments, she found herself staring at her screen blankly.

Lydia glanced over, sensing her girlfriend’s frustration. “What’s wrong?”

She hesitated, running her fingers through her hair, hoping that by buying herself time, she would figure it out on her own. Alas, her efforts were in vain. “Does Symone spell her name with an i or a y?”

“Y,” she answered without looking up from her phone.

“Because I need to– oh, right, thank you.” Kori pointedly did not look up from her screen, knowing she would just see Lydia laughing at her. “Save it,” she preemptively warned, a small smile tugging at her lips nonetheless. 

“Save it,” Lydia mocked, mimicking her cadence to a T, which caused both of them to laugh. “Do you have a specific content plan, or are you winging it?”

She shrugged. “Somewhere in between, I guess. I have some general ideas, but not in a ‘I’m going to film this video on this day and have it up at this time’ sort of way.”

“I’m sure you’ll figure it out – this is where you shine,” She cooed as she pushed herself to her feet. “I’ll be right back, gonna run to the bathroom.” With that, she pressed a kiss to her forehead and headed out of the studio.

“You guys are so cute together,” Jewels cooed as she sat beside Kori on the couch. “I’m kind of jealous,” she admitted.

Kori clicked her tongue and shook her head. “You wouldn’t need to be if you just asked Suzie out like a normal person. I don’t see what the big deal is – Miss Toot is not exactly the epitome of intimidating. I’ve met stray cats that are scarier.” 

The young actress sighed as she dramatically sprawled her arms across the couch, her head tilting to rest on the back of it. “It’s not that I’m afraid of her. I’m afraid of my family. My parents, they’ve been through enough lately. I don’t know what coming out would do to them, to our relationship. I think I’ll know when the time is right. At least, I hope so.”

“Shit, I hope so too. ‘Cause all of this,” she gestured to her, “is a lot.” In a softer, kinder tone, she added, “I’m rooting for you guys, though. I think you’ll be cute together. Not as cute as me and my future wife, of course.”

Jewels sat up enough to face Kori, smiling softly. “You see you guys getting married someday?”

“Yeah…” Her voice trailed off as she saw Lydia re-enter the room, her heart still fluttering when their eyes met, just like every time before. “Someday…”

[frogremi33]

broke: janna spies on, steals from, and generally antagonizes marco because she secretly likes him

woke: janna spies on, steals from, and generally antagonizes marco because he’s been staring at her best friend his entire life and she thinks it’s weird as hell

not at all saying this excuses her actions, but i think it’s a way more compelling character motivation. like yeah if some guy spent his whole life staring at my friend but never actually talking to her, i’d be keeping an eye on him too. (but i definitely also think that annoying him is also just fun to her)

[abwatchesbb]

They literally killed that baby. I can't believe this.

All he wanted was to party and have friends. AND IT WAS HIS ONE WEEK BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!

[fuckyeah-dragrace]

EXCUSE ME WHAT

WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME MOTHERS WERE SERVINGGHGHHHH

[shuueep]

Who did Marco marry in your au? Was it Kelly or Jackie?

For the one who didn't marry Marco, who did she marry?

In my tomstar au, Marco married Kelly! They had Kosmo, the little frog guy.

And Jackie married to Janna! Ryan is their bio son

[spenglerposting]

YOU JUST MONSTERED YOUR LAST HIGH.

[sweetlikesunflowersandhoney]

8 for any ship you want that has jan in it (in honor of jan’s birthday :D) please <3

The way it didn't cross my mind that if I reblogged a prompt list I would receive prompts... I may be stupid slkjkls

Happy Jan day! This is set in the Jankie parenthood au, after Jaida goes to Paris after Nicky.

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Jackie still remembers a time in which her house was a calm and quiet space, where she could read for hours without interruption. These days, however...

“Mail’s here! The mail is here!” comes Jan’s excited yelling, followed by the front door being slammed shut.

Jackie hastens to mark the last page of her book and leaves it on the table just a second before Jan jumps on the couch and crashes heavily into her side.

“Oof,” Jackie complains, though she still opens her arms so Jan can settle between them. It’s automatic at this point. “How bad is the water bill?””

“Bad, probably. Kids! The mail is here!”

Two sets of steps rush down the hallway, and soon enough Gigi and Crystal are jumping around them, chanting mail! Mail! Mail! Mail! 

A much more languid set of steps joins them from the kitchen. Lemon leans over the back of the couch and rests her chin on Jackie’s shoulder to watch her sister toss envelope after envelope on the coffee table. Jackie does not miss the days where Lemon still acted like an angry shelter cat around her, not at all, but between how Jan uses her as a chair, how Priyanka can’t talk to her without grabbing her arm, the general cuddly-ness of the sisters and the way this has all rubbed off on Gigi, Jackie has started to forget what personal space feels like.

And yet, she still has room to miss Jaida’s hugs, and Nicky’s cheek kisses. Jackie is sure that that’s why Lemon is so touchy with her lately, and why she spends so much time at their place. The apartment must be lonely without Jaida.

“Got it!” Jan finally says, holding up a postcard triumphantly.

The postcard has a pretty drawing of the Bois de Boulogne, full of people in vintage clothing and pink flowers. Jan flips it over and finds her sister’s slanted handwriting in red:

Vous nous manquez tous beaucoup!

“Did Jaida write that? Her French is getting better.”

“I would hope so, she’s been there for two weeks,” Jan says, with only the smallest hint of sadness in her voice. Jackie still kisses her head. “She’s been touristing around during Nicky’s work hours and getting lost all over Paris. But now she knows how to say please, thank you, ‘how much’ and ‘where train?’”

“What does that say?” Crystal asks, climbing Jan’s lap to see better.

“It says ‘We miss you all so much’.”

“Aunt Jaida sent it?” Gigi asks from under her mom’s other arm.

“Yes, and Nicky too, probably.”

“They miss us?”

“Yes, baby.”

“They should come back, then.”

Jackie sighs. Gigi has always been a pragmatic kid.

“Well, aunt Nicky’s job is in Paris. That’s why she moved there, remember?”

“But she has a job here.”

“Right, but her job in Paris is better.”

Gigi frowns, takes this information in.

“But we are here.”

Jan rubs Gigi’s back and gives them a sad smile, but lets Jackie handle that one.

“That’s true. And I think that, right now, aunt Nicky is having to think really hard about that. Because we’re very important to her, but the new job is also very important to her.”

They watch Gigi and Crystal process the new concept of wanting mutually exclusive things, which is hard to accept even as an adult. Crystal gets there first, and concludes with a simple smile:

“I wish they would come back.”

“Me too, honey,” Jan tells her as she hugs her closer.

“Gimme that,” Lemon says, sick of the sappiness. She grabs the postcard from Jan’s hand and goes to find a place for it on the fridge.

The kids go back to play after that, and Jan decides to lay her head on Jackie’s lap while she texts Jaida about the postcard. Lemon curls up on the other corner of the couch to scroll her phone, and Jackie is free to go back to her book.

Mostly free. Jan butts Jackie’s hand with her head until she gets her hair played with, and after a while, Lemon leans into them so much that Jackie loses mobility of that arm.

She wouldn’t have it any other way.

[incorrectdead50squartet]

Happy Valentines Day! Here are four incorrect quotes each for Smurky and Jankie!

Jinx: I want to wake up with you every day for the rest of our lives. Frankie: I wake up at 4:30 AM every day to train. Jinx: I want to see you at some point every day for the rest of our lives.

Sparky: Hey, babe, remember how I had to go to the pharmacy to pick up my ADHD meds? Smudge: Yes? Sparky: Well, it turns out they're all out for the next five days. Smudge: Oh no. Sparky: It's gonna be a fun week! Smudge: I'm going to Frankie's house. Sparky: Nuh-uh. Through sickness and health.

Sparky: You don't need my blessing to go kiss Frankie. In fact, I was pretty sure you were already kissing Frankie! Jinx: Nope. Sparky: In that case, I give you my blessing to immediately leave and rectify that as soon as possible! Go now, my child, and kiss Frankie right on the lips!!!

Sparky: I think I just figured something out. I got to go. Smudge: Aren't you forgetting something? Sparky: Uuh…hesitantly kisses Smudge's forehead before running out. Smudge: No, pay your bill! Damn, who raised you?

Frankie: It's pretty cold outside.. wanna hold hands? We should stay close. Jinx, blushing: Okay. Sparky: It's summer.

Sparky: Stop doing that. Smudge: Stop doing what? Sparky: Saying things that make me wanna kiss the hell out of you.

Jinx: Frankie annoyed me today so I told them that I can’t wait to see what they have planned for our special day tomorrow. Smudge: There is nothing special about tomorrow. Jinx: But there is something special about watching the color leave their face as panic takes over.

Sparky: How do I make a date really romantic? Jinx: Be mysterious. Sparky: Okay! later, while on a date with Smudge Smudge: So where are we going? Sparky: None of your business.

[missjanjie]

them 🩷💚

[richardrayovaunofficial]

Discuss jankie's exposing videos about me in the description.

"Hey guys, Catie here, remember RRCBT577/RichardRayova(TehCatBoy577) (formerly known as Richard Ray)? Well, HE FUCKED UP BIG TIME"

-You son a of bitch, I haven't finished to talking to you on instagram and now YOU BETRAYED ME AGAIN. AND I NEVER FUCKED UP BIG TIME BECAUSE YOU REFUSED TO TAKE MY SIDE TO BELIEVE ME BUT NO! YOU DIDN'T. and you said you wanna get my relationships and now you uploaded a youtube.

-You said you gonna unblock me on discord before you UPLOADED ON YOUTUBE TO EXPOSING ME!!!! YOU DECIDED TO BETRAYED ME AGAIN! And you totally found out that you found my tumblr account, And how the fuck did you get the information after we are fighting on tumblr? You better not take her friend's side, Because if you do! Then you are traitor who support a toxic fanbase of her on discord.

"Note: Some of the screenshots arent mine, all go to their rightful owners."

-I don't give a fuck if your screenshot isn't mine, You screenshot my private chat when i am talking to you on instagram and NOW YOU UPLOADED ON YOUTUBE!! You refused to unblock me on discord again because you are a fucking liar. And i will never fucking trust you again.

-Also, If you tag adriel's channel, He is no longer come back on dA because he quit harassing me since early april 2024.

[witchymoon777]

tagged by @sparklyseblos <3

fandom tag game

current fixation:

hsmtmts, forever plaid, shakespeare (specifically a midsummer nights dream), musicals, pippin!!

previous fixation:

voltron: legendary defender 🫣

top five ships of all time:

seblos, madlyn, redlyn (all hsmtmts), smurky, and jankie (forever plaid) tbh i dont ship too much lmao (but i love klance as a kid-)

top five ships at the moment:

all of the above except klance ✨

top five fandoms of all time:

hsmtmts, forever plaid, pippin, percy jackson, a midsummer nights dream

favorite female character of all time:

ashlyn <3

favorite minor character of all time:

seb is Literally me idk what to tell you !!

a rarepair you love:

honestly i dont think i ship any rarepairs?? (except the next point ig??)

an ot3+ you love:

sebredlos !! (ignore everything that happened in s4 <3 it did not happen <3)

favorite movie:

tangled !!

favorite tv series:

hsmtmts my beloved

favorite book:

wander the night- sydney cobb

first site you read fanfiction on:

wattpad for voltron, ao3 for everything else

favorite social media site for fandom:

both tumblr and instagram for different reason!! i love the community here but insta is still great!

tagging:

@ollitheheadphoneskid23 @incorrectdead50squartet @rainbowseblos and anyone else who wants to!!

[aqpippin]

oh my god oh my god

[spice-nali]

my jankie heart 🥹

Dare i say maybe just a eensy tad bit better then rosénali *MAYBE MY OPINION SWITCHES ALOT*

[bathenaswopez]

If the writers were going to do Fronah or Gronah, they should’ve picked just one. Either do Fronah and keep them together. Or have Gronah from the beginning and keep them together.

Not this weird bullshit where Frankie is insecure and looking through Jonah’s shit, only for her insecurities about Gronah to be right.