#mischa feeling RAGE!

[real-odark]

ride the cyclone as these emojis

[robbinggoodfellows]

I HATE WHEN AUDIENCES LAUGH AT MISCHA THE WHOLE TIME

LIKE YES HE'S SILLY AND GOOFY AND HAS SOME FUNNY LINES BUT DONT BURST OUT LAUGHING WHEN HES TALKING ABOUT HIS DEAD MOM GET A GRIP

PEOPLE THINK "oh he has an accent and likes autotune, he must be the comic relief" BUT NO! IF ANYTHING, OCEAN IS THE COMIC RELIEF

[jdsmineralwater]

you would think learning all of the words to the pre tsia monologue would be something i remember doing

i do not

[cece693]

No Feelings Allowed (Hannibal Lecter x GN! Reader)

Just something that came to me unexpectedly—Hannibal destroying his first romantic interest because he fears being human and doesn't exactly know how to love without it being destructive and ending in pain. This idea came from this small excerpt from Hannibal Rising: 'his heart died with Mischa. What is he now? There's not a word for it yet. For a lack of a better word, we'll call him a monster.' So something similar to how he feels with Will, but without cannibalism or murder. Hope you enjoy it!

Summary: Hannibal seeks to destroy his feelings because love was something the little boy from 1945 knew all too well, not the monster that had replaced him.

tags: no murder, cannibalism, Hannibal bad with feelings, hurt reader, no happy ending

The chain tightened slowly at first, a gentle pull that Hannibal could have ignored if he chose. It was metaphorical, of course, but it was there—a reminder that the monster within him was not so free after all. For years, he had lived by his own rules, indulging in his appetites when the urge struck and discarding his one night stands as one would a used utensil. There was no permanence, no attachment, no risk. Hannibal Lecter was a solitary creature by design, his life as controlled and meticulously crafted as the art on his walls.

Then there was you.

You were a subtle disruption, introduced by Jack Crawford as yet another promising agent with potential. Hannibal's first assessment was clinical: your appearance was pleasing, but not distractingly so. It was your mind that struck him, sharp and unrelenting. You approached cases with a clarity that he found rare, peeling back layers of evidence with a precision that reminded him of his own dissections. And then there was the way you looked at him—not with admiration, as so many others did, but with curiosity. You studied him, and for once, he felt the heat of a gaze that saw more than his surface.

That was his first sign of destruction.

The chain grew heavier each time you met, though Hannibal refused to acknowledge it. He dismissed the subtle tightness in his chest when you entered a room, the way his mind lingered on your sharp observations long after you'd left. It was harmless, he told himself—a fleeting fascination, born from the monster’s hunger for something extraordinary amidst the sea of mediocrity. But when his thoughts began to envision you standing beside him, bathed in blood and wearing the thrill of the hunt like a crown, Hannibal grew afraid. You were different. You weren’t just another piece to manipulate and discard.

You could be his equal.

His undoing.

Hannibal’s instinct was clear: eliminate the vulnerability, extinguish the flame before it burned him alive. It was better this way, safer to remain alone. Love was chaos. Love was weakness. And Hannibal Lecter was never weak. He planned the moment with meticulous precision, as he did all things. The next time you met, he would carefully dismantle this growing connection, severing the thread before it became something unbreakable. He had the perfect line rehearsed, a cold dismissal that would cut you down without leaving a trace of the conflict raging within him.

But then, you kissed him.

For a moment, Hannibal froze. It was as though the air had been sucked from the room, leaving only the sensation of your lips against his. Soft, yet insistent, they pressed into his own, igniting something deep within him that he thought he had buried long ago.

And then the monster stirred.

Euphoria was a word Hannibal rarely entertained, but it was the only word that fit. Your kiss was a narcotic, coursing through his veins and leaving him intoxicated. He didn’t just kiss you back; he devoured you, his hands gripping your waist as though you might vanish if he let go. For a fleeting moment, the chain around his neck loosened. The monster and the man inside him reached a fragile truce, united by the sheer intensity of what you had awakened in him.

But euphoria, like all highs, came with a crash.

Hannibal, unable to handle such revelation, sought to extinguish the fire burning within him. The wine had flowed too freely that evening, its rich aroma mingling with the tension that hung heavy in the air. Hannibal had invited Alana over under the pretense of discussing a recent case, but his true intentions were far more insidious. He needed to drown the inferno raging inside him, to snuff out the fire you had lit within him before it consumed him entirely.

Alana, ever gracious and unsuspecting, had accepted his invitation with a warm smile. They had sat in his living room, the conversation drifting from philosophy to the complexities of human emotion. Hannibal was as composed as ever, his words measured and precise, but by the third glass of wine, the monster had taken over.

It was mechanical, the way he leaned closer, brushing a stray lock of Alana's hair from her face. She had paused, a hint of surprise flickering across her features, but she didn’t pull away. Perhaps she saw it as the culmination of years of subtle flirtations, of unspoken moments between them.

Hannibal told himself it was necessary, that this act would sever the chain that bound him to you. But as their lips met and the night unfolded, he felt nothing. No passion, no joy—only emptiness. The fire within him roared louder, refusing to be extinguished by such a hollow gesture. The next morning, he was woken up by sunlight streaming through the curtains and the faint sound of Alana stirring beside him. He rose quietly, dressing with meticulous care as he always did. By the time Alana woke, he had prepared breakfast, his movements precise and practiced. She smiled at him, her eyes searching his for some sign of what the night before had meant.

Hannibal offered her nothing.

Not only had the fire refused to be extinguished, but the collar around his neck still tightened uncomfortably. The monster and the man were overcome with immense guilt—an emotion he had never allowed himself to feel until you came along. Hannibal couldn't—wouldn't—face you after his mistake. Yet, when you arrived at his office the next day, he knew you had found out.

Nobody knew about your kiss with Hannibal, so naturally, Alana would be the one to reveal her supposed "relationship" with the doctor to anyone willing to listen. Poor, trusting you had been one of the first to hear it.

Anger engulfed you immediately. Had the kiss meant nothing to Hannibal? Had you not been open about how different he was compared to others? But that anger quickly morphed into resignation. Of course Hannibal would think nothing of the kiss. Sure, it had been passionate, but in the grand scheme of things, you were nothing. And what did the man owe you? The kiss didn't mean anything—he wasn't tethered to you nor owed you explanations. So even if you were hurt by his actions, it was entirely your fault for falling for the unreachable.

“Congratulations, Dr. Lecter,” you said, your voice steady despite the storm raging within you. “I wish you and Alana the best.”

Hannibal’s eyes flicked up to meet yours, and for a moment, you thought you saw something—regret, perhaps, or even guilt. But it was gone as quickly as it had appeared, replaced by the mask of calm he wore so well. “Thank you,” he replied, his tone measured, almost cautious.

You nodded, unable to trust yourself to say anything more. And what else was there to say? Words wouldn’t change what had happened, wouldn’t undo the hollow ache in your chest. The longer you stood in the presence of Dr. Hannibal Lecter, the greater the pain became—a weight pressing against your ribs, threatening to break you from within.

So, without so much as a goodbye, you turned and left his office.

The door closed behind you with a quiet click, and Hannibal’s carefully crafted composure crumbled. His posture slumped forward, the elegant mask slipping away as his hands rested heavily on the desk. He had prepared himself for your anger—your lashing out, demanding answers, shouting accusations. That would have been easier, even expected.

But your acceptance? That quiet resignation in your voice, the hollow look in your eyes—it was worse.

You believed the kiss meant nothing to him. You believed that you meant nothing to him. And that belief, that silent acceptance of your supposed disposability, tore through Hannibal in a way he could neither anticipate nor endure.

He wanted to open the door. He wanted to call you back, to stop you from walking out of his life. He wanted to tell you everything—tell you that the kiss had meant everything to him, that it had shaken him to his very core. That Alana had been nothing but a cowardly attempt to run from the vast, unfamiliar emotions you stirred within him.

He wanted to confess his fear: fear of the vulnerability you had awakened in him, fear of how much power you held over him. Fear of the love he had sworn never to feel again.

But the damage was done.

Hannibal remained seated, his gaze fixed on the door you had just walked through. The chain that had once bound him to you had been broken, but the severance did not bring the relief he had hoped for. Instead, it left him with an emptiness that consumed him.

The monster, silent for once, offered no solace. It was the man—what little remained of him—who mourned.

In the quiet of his office, Hannibal Lecter sat alone, surrounded by the life he had so meticulously constructed, and felt the unbearable weight of his loss. You were gone, and with you, the faint glimmer of humanity he had so foolishly tried to destroy.

[prunesthehippo]

Ride the Cyclone just feels like they would be drag artists

(Please excuse any inaccuracies I have about the drag scene, for I am a phony and do not know anything except that they do cool-ass performances.)

Noel Gruber - ....? Why are you still here? Did you really not see Monique Gibeau as his melodramatic, tragic, morally gray, French-inspired drag persona? or maybe Noel himself is his drag persona, and his persona is an awkward high-school gay boy who was Monique in his past life and is tormented by memories until a grand reveal and he turns into Monique in a super awesome quick change!? ...Too much? Never in drag.

Ocean O'Connell-Rosenberg - I feel like her drag persona is just her wacky backstory and character, but to the extreme: Hippie-raised raging narcissist. "Peace and love to all, of me!" and such. Monkey Love Drop or Spielverderber perhaps is her name? Just pure unadulterated chaos and a (coordinated) mess. Has-a-(staged) midday-crisis-in-the-middle-of-the-performance-about-the-hippie-side-of-her-and-then-pushes-a-man-down-the-stairs-because-he-was-running-in-the-(presumably) fake-hall kind of mess. What an icon.

Mischa Bachinski - Bad Egg: his gangsta-drag king persona!!!! His life is indeed awesome. Probably performs rap with hilarious amount of autotune, neon lights and heavy metal chain necklaces. Is it satire? No one knows. Orrr..... Talia is his drag queen persona, who is in love with some mysteriously handsome guy/fiancé named Bad Egg (which is literally just him. I'm imagining Talia performing and she goes on this very dramatic monologue about Bad Egg dying and her needing to deal with guilt and while she's talking about him, it's just a darkened silhouette of Mischa going like 🤘😎 behind her).

Ricky Potts - We all agree it's just him being a Space age. Swinging. Bachelor man. Or woman. Drag king or drag queen, either way the planet of Zolar and the cat-people will get out to the world.

Jane Doe/Penny Lamb - In this universe, Penny is the girl behind the persona of Jane Doe, a mysterious, horror-inspired, strangely endearing drag queen, who lost her head and is trying to find herself. Her performances consist of lots of doll imagery and floating. So... basically the performance of The Ballad of Jane Doe. Oops. But i would watch it. But i would watch a ball of crumpled paper on a stage, so maybe don't take my opinion into account.

Constance Blackwood - A sugary-sweets inspired drag queen who is just here to party and enjoy the life she couldn't before!! Sugar Cloud if you will. She comes in like a storm, throws candy around at the audience does a super-hype dance number and song! Just tries to make everybody have a good time.

Karnak - His drag persona is Virgil the Bass-Playing Rat. A rat chewing on the robot they so love only to end up killing them both in a fight against instinct! OR The Amazing Karnak is Virgil's persona, a magical sentient robot fortune teller forced to gamble with lives, only for their time to be cut short by a rat.

[aguyinthepubliceye]

BREAKING MY SILENCE...

my partner and I have been watching different Ride The Cyclone productions. So far we've watched the off-broadway 2016 production (and just in case i'm mistaken, its the one played by Gus Halper, Alex Wyse, Tiffany Tatreau, etcetc. I will also be referring to this one as the OG even though is not cus im too lazy to type allat again), and some of t he more recent ones done in universities. I think it shocked us both to see the differences in the script. I mostly have qualms and complains around Mischa and Ocean's character. Mischa's has to do with how he's portrayed rather than the scripts, like Ocean's. In the newer ones, Ocean is portrayed as such a mean girl especially with the whole improvisation thing. They made her so superficial when in the original it really felt like she was trying her best to (as repetitive as it sounds) be her best and change the world positively even though it gave her a feeling of superiority for believing she is better than anyone else, that it came from HER being capable of changing the world. And by the end instead of reviving herself, she revives Jane and comes to terms that this is how she will affect the world, through giving someone else the chance to live again. That also means that Penny might not even remember her, and that's a whole lot development for Ocean cus she's not thinking about what her mark will be in the world and the changes SHE will make, but rather giving someone else the opportunity to live is purely selfless cus she gets absolutely NO reward, not even personal achivement or nourishment. It's just character development which kind of looses her effect when she's turned into a smart ass MEAN mean girl with airs of moral superiority that make no sense when she's bullying just because. Basically, yes she does think she can change the world but her superiority comes from moral and ethics, not just cus she's like 'im just better than anyone else cus im so slay yas girlypop'. They just pushed it too far with some of the stuff they changed/added (I will admit the improvisation bit was funny, if only it didnt ruin her character ((imo)) I feel like Mischa is being interpreted much more dumb than he actually is. They make him SUUUCH a himbo but almost fully negatively. It seems like they are putting characters in boxes. I enjoyed the OG because - much like he himself says - he gets hyped about things BUT in Halper's interpretation conserves that ''gangster'' more or less serious/chill persona and it's not just some loud ass class clown type of character. We didn't watch much of talia but even thinking of those interpretations singing Talia clashes so much because it feels so dumb'd down compared to the 'og' since he's kind of stupid and silly so it feels like Talia really is just a silly first love, he's being delusional and shit like that. Instead of the Mischa we first saw who already seemed far more realistic and less stereotypical, so it makes more believable for him to be so in love with Talia and that being the whole argument of his desire to live. GRANTED WHAT WE SAW ARE UNIVERSITY PRODUCTIONS so im not sure they were full on actors but still, it bothered me so much to see that twice, i had to get it out of my system bro. No hate to the actors tho these things happen, whateverrr anyway gus halper slayed that role, i have yet to see a Mischa that has so much ACTUAL passion and doesnt dumb down his rage thanks for listening im done yapping please dont yell at me thanks x2!!

[bi-shop]

i am desperately trying to think of a name for this au but all i could think of is 'get on the whirlwind' and i hate that i couldn't think of anything better please god i need to think of a good name before i tag these

penny lamb , the unluckiest girl in town (=> mischa) - she never got a break in st. cassians no words can describe the amount of bullying she faces . the only reason she wasn't left unidentified is because she has foster parents instead of being left by herself and ezra

"c?" (=> jane) - she was nice . forgot a lot of things including her own name . only remembers the 'happy memories'

ocean o'connell rosenberg , the fiercest girl in town (=> ricky) - got a pretty bad leg fracture that made her slow down on her game , which ruined her as she no longer lives up to her own high expectations . somehow more unbearable than before yet stopped insulting people ?

mischa blackwood bachinski , the gentlest boy in town (=> constance) - was put in a good loving environment so he isn't filled with rage . still , trying to cope with the death of his mother and feeling like he doesn't belong in uranium was tough

richard potts , the most artistic boy in town (=> noel) - has jumped to creating by doing art and writing to make the most of his short life . if he's going to go he'll at least release the stories in his head first

noel gruber , the most determined boy in town (=> ocean) - studies hard so he could leave uranium to move to france . partly because uranium sucks and partly because he'll go there to do drag , why would i Not include his historical oc monique gibeau

you can guess which one i had the most fun developing

feel free to ask anything ! i do put a lot of thought into this !

also virgil and karnak because i Have to include them ... has anyone thought of swapping any of the choir kids with karnak yet

[stars-on-my-bedroom-ceiling]

this is how mischa became:

the angriest boy in town

ukrainian men have two emotion,,,,

RAGE

and

passion

you might know me as "bad egg" on the youtube????

i am well known there.

that is where i met my shorty, talia.

she is from kiev!!!!! from my country!!!!! and she gave me,,,

mostly positive feedback on my youtube comment wall!!

and then we became mad passionate all night lovers on facebook,,,,,,, twitter,,,,,, we made love with each other in my native language on ALL the social media networks

oh...too much passion....now rage

i have no respect for this country. fact: you want to know what canada is leading supplier of to whole world? two things. mustard seeds, and uranium. great for hotdogs, yes, but not so good for ukraine. so thank you for killing my mother and for indirectly killing me

i feel the rage........ and when i rage, i rap about money in autotune...

autotune will never die

[pumazoey]

The choir in order of how angry they get

1: Mischa. Stereotyping? Maybe a tiny bit? But he only feels rage and passion and holy shit-

2: Constance. A constant sense of anger at herself, at Ocean, at everyone. She just bottles it up

3: Ocean. Right in the middle we have little ginger bitch, and she lets you KNOW when she’s angry (by talking very loudly. A lot.)

4: Penny. Not generally a super angry person but once she is it is VERY hard for her to calm down

5: Noel. He gets sad or frustrated a lot more then he gets genuinely angry, but when he is, he’s a force to be reckoned with

6: Ricky. He probably has one of the better REASONS to be angry at the world, but as proven in the show, he’s not. He’s indifferent.

[watermel0ns-dumb-cringe]

I desire to know more about John Doe Ezra AU Penny

YIPPEE I get to yap about this very tired angry depressed 17 year old /silly

- her sleep schedule is HORRENDOUS. Refuses to sleep until she ultimately collapses because she's too stubborn to give up her search for Ez. (even if she already knows the truth of what happened, being a literal WITNESS of the cyclone accident,, jst doesn't wanna accept it)

- also stays up because of frequent night terrors & nightmares in general. Has fallen asleep in multiple classes and has straight up collapsed when searching in the fall fair (as she skips classes a lOT)

- I feel like. She'd have some form of mild PTSD

- VERY uneasy around blood, understandably. Despite this she often gets into fights at school & it usually ends with her disassociated in the nurse's office. Somehow she hasn't gotten expelled (tbf it's Saint Cassian that school is hell™️)

- absolutely refused to let the foster home get rid of Ezra's stuff so she could share a room with someone else. she did not let them touch ANYTHING or let ANYONE share the room. They gave up after a while

- She still has the porcelain doll(mini jane ig/silly) she won at the fall fair,, even though she kinda. shoved it on a shelf because she didn't wanna think about it

- girlie does NOT take care of herself. Her hair is a mess but luckily it still looks. Decent enough! even if she hasn't let her hair down/out of the braids since the fall fair

- Doesn't really talk to the other choir members that much. However she's seemed to bond with Constance & Mischa a bit at the very least

- Ocean & Penny absolutely HATE eachother. Penny thinks she's too strict, uptight, and a general asshole while Ocean thinks she's too wreckless, rude, and probably insane

- tried to steal a car once to run the person who was running the Cyclone over. ended up accidentally driving into a mailbox so she just stole the mailbox and uses it as a weapon whenever she doesn't have a pocket knife on her

- refuses to go into therapy. She trusts NOBODY (other than a select few people) in Uranium.

- Her n' Tammy don't exactly. Get along anymore. They had a big argument about everything which ended with Penny storming off to blow off some steam (didn't want Tammy to be involved in her anger outbursts)

- When "John" popped outta nowhere she was probably too tired to process he had a doll head & little to no memory and was just kinda like. "wwhere have you beenjjdhd" and immediately conked tf out. Safe to say when she woke back up, much like the OG lamb siblings— ,, seeing your dead sibling with a doll head standing infront of you probably isn't the best thing to experience or wake up to (she probably had a panic attack & scrambled into a corner much to John's dismay)

- speaking of that, she did try to start taking care of herself again once John had popped up,, just. Instead of pushing him away, she refuses to leave him on his own for too long & gets vERY paranoid whenever she can't find him. Even if she knows he's not. really the same :(

They're both trying their best

- definitely claustrophobic

- the amount of bottled up anger she has is insane PLEASE TAKE HER & JOHN TO A RAGE ROOM TO GET THEIR ANGER OUT

[fbfh]

YOU LIKE RTC. OH MY GOD, I HAVE BEEN OBSESSED WITH THIS FOR YEARS AND OMG, YOU LIKE MISCHA HE IS LITERALLY MY FAVORITE CHARACTER EVER I LOVE HIM SO MUCH I LOVE HIM AAAA IM SO GLAD YOU FOUND THIS MUSICAL

YES!!!!!!!!! YES I FUCKING DO!!!!!!!!! GOD I LOVE MISCHA. I've been avoiding this and repressing my feelings for him for too long. they're all gushing out in fits of rage and passion that could rival Mischa himself. Mischa is the type of boyfriend that's so overly dramatic with his affection and head spinningly passionate with you all the time that he actually makes your friends jealous. he loves showing your love shamelessly to the world and he loves intimate private moments with you. when you take him to parties as your date (which is every time you get invited to one) there's a 100% chance he'll drag you away upstairs or into a closet or kitchen or literally anywhere away from the crowd to kiss you until you're absolutely dizzy (which doesn't take much effort from him, he's very good at making you all whipped and flustered for him. his talents include music and wrapping you around his finger) and every time you come back from these secluded makeout sessions where he just can't live another moment without tasting you, without making you feel the depth of his love for you, all your friends can see how flustered you are. no matter how well you hide it, they can see how flustered you are, they can see the way you're weak at the knees and the obscene amout of hickeys starting to show up all over you. they see the way he looks at you and wish their frat bro or finance bro boyfriends were hot passionate ukrainian men with beautiful hair and fire in their eyes. if you wear lipstick, Mischa will never wipe it off. you know those shirts and hoodies people make for their s/os that are covered in lipstick kisses?? Mischa makes sure all his shirts have at least one kiss from you on the collar or somewhere. he has you kiss a handkerchief and spray it with your perfume, and when you're apart, he kisses it throughout the day when he misses you. he kisses right on your lipstick mark, taking in your heavenly scent, and for a moment it's like he's kissing you again. nothing can replace the real thing though, and he won't hesitate to make up for lost time when you're back in his strong arms again.

[thatrandomartistjavi]

oooh can you tell me what are your aus about?

Sure!

Ride the Cyclone AU:

This one is pretty self explanatory. It’s Ride the Cyclone but with MHTP characters. We have Betty as Karnak, Queen as Ocean, Rabbit as Constance, Hatter as Mischa, Hare as Noel, Ernest as Ricky, and Cheshire as Jane Doe

Fun extra one but Dormouse is Virgil

Reincarnation AU:

This one is an AU where Wonderland like in the book is real and that the MHTP characters are like the reincarnated versions of the book characters. Not just that but most people can kinda feel in their soul when they knew someone in another life even tho most aren’t aware that that’s what that feeling is. People also dream about their past life

This one is very Chandersson centric(but most of my AUs are). This one goes well with soulmate au too but yeah. Mouse and Cheshire both die horrifically but they get to be together as Ernest and Barkley

Another neat fact is that before Cheshire died, he gave the pig baby to Hatter for him to care for. Pig baby reincarnates as Barkley’s little brother, Francisco, and when he meets Harmony(Hatter) for the first time almost automatically thinks Dad? Tho he never voices that thought

Less than neat fact, You’re Just a Fool is now more terrifying for Ernest since Rosabella(Queen) is the one who killed him as Mouse

The adults grow up together AU:

This one is also kinda self explanatory. Basically all the main characters(except for the Tweedles and Alice) all are in the same town and grow up together as friends. This is the only AU that is in the MHTP universe that doesn’t have them end up in Ladrington Brooke at some point since they all had each other as support

It doesn’t mean that none of them developed their mental illnesses like Rosabella and Barkley were kinda unavoidable since they both grew up in abusive homes(Barkley is more hc than canon but shhhhh) but they are better off since they have friends to be there and places where they can run off to

Ernest’s depression isn’t as intense because he has friends(where in my hc, he had none) and Whitley(Rabbit) has people other than Rosabella to go to so his OCD is more manageable.

Chandersson will always be real so they got together in high school and stuck ever since

Reverse AU:

This one isn’t complicated but it’s hard for me to explain

It’s not a reverse AU where personalities switch and they also don’t switch mental illnesses. Everyone keeps their disorders it’s more role that reverses and also order in which they present their stuff

So Alice and the Tweedles switch where Alice is first and has a more fun song in which they play pretend while Tweedles go after Hare and actually talk about the PTSD

Hare and Rabbit switch and I honestly don’t know how their songs would change. Rabbit’s would go before Hatter’s song

The second most interesting change is Hatter and Queen so now Queen is the leader of the group instead of Hatter and she goes last. Hatter’s song is now more going You need to understand, I’m not like what you think but it actually works because he isn’t using his illness to excuse being an abusive asshole to his friends while Queen is now more like a Let me tell you a tale like how Dapper Hatter is. Queen is much nicer and not abusive and enjoying it like in the show. She is much more stern unlike Hatter but ultimately is trying her best to put the others first even if sometimes she has a hard time controlling her temper

And the most interesting change which is Cheshire and Ernest switching roles so now Cheshire is the doctor and Ernest is the patient. Idk how their songs would work but I do know that Cheshire’s own Ernest in Ernest type moment would be triggered by Queen doing her banshee screech of rage. Ernest is less in the There’s nothing wrong with me even tho that would fit and more like I know there’s smth wrong but I don’t want to talk about it while Cheshire genuinely doesn’t know and gets the realization that he isn’t actually as normal as he thought he was in the harshest way possible(the most intense CPTSD flashback you’ve ever seen). Since Ernest never became a psychotherapist, he is a science teacher.

And before you get hyped, no Cheshire doesn’t wear the Queen’s clothes like how Ernest does. I just

Can’t see him doing that. I hate Act 2 as a whole so most things from Act 2 wouldn’t be the same

[fatherfigurefusion]

DRDT crossed over with my two personal favorite musicals.

Explanations for the latter roles:

Who else would deliver Ocean-style speeches but David? Was going to put Arei or Charles, but neither of them would bother with the facade of niceness and perfection that Ocean carried with her, during the first half of the musical.

Veronika, with her desire to "feel" and love for all things macabre (in addition to being canonically LGBT), would be the perfect Noel.

With her rough past and rage against the world, Teruko was easily assigned Mischa's role. Either Xander or Min (possibly both) could work for Talia. Also, imagine Teruko rapping.

(Possible TeruNika teasing?)

In many of the DRDT/RTC AUs I've seen, either Nico or Rose get Ricky's role, but allow me to raise you Whit as Ricky. One of Ricky's defining traits (that is often forgotten, with newer editions of the script) is his whole emphasis on love, to the point of endorsing this behavior in his "Bachelor Man Bible" and his song. And what better choice for the love-filled Ricky than the Ultimate Matchmaker himself? Also, tell me that Whit wouldn't slay "Space Age Bachelor Man". They also had lonely neglect-filled pasts.

Who would be better for the amnesiac character than the person whose arc revolves around coming to terms with blocked-out memories. Also, CharWhit as SpaceDolls is hella real! Just imagine Charles and Elliot as Penny and Ezra in a Legoland AU.

It is a constant in pretty much all the DRDT/RTC AU that Eden has to be Constance.

[brooklynislandgirl]

Advent Calendar || Day Twelve @thebiggestlies

But it was much earlier even than that when most people forgot that the very oldest stories, are, sooner or later, about blood. Later on they took the blood out to make the stories more acceptable to children, or at least to the people who had to read them to children rather than the children themselves, and then wondered where the stories went. It was one of the most poignant passages in one of her favourite books. She could recite it from disturbing memory though most times Andy would laugh and shake his head, telling her that as a book it held value in humour but he never really cared about Hogfather the way he enjoyed any of the Guards books. She thinks about this as she bathes and cleanses herself for the Yule ritual. Yule. The longest night of the year. One that ought to be ushered in with an embrace that lasts until the bluing of the morning horizon. A freedom from the celestial restrains placed upon them by the Curse. Instead, there are ancient magicks being woven that have nothing to do with bodily appeasement despite subtle inquiries into such things. The blood of her kin brings strength while courting rage and fear in a tangled frenzy. The blood of acquaintances as ephemeral as a waking dream holds a different deliration likely akin to the drink of the Maenads. Though perhaps hers is potent enough to grant him visions or allows him to dance with old ghosts the deeper he drinks from her. Tonight, dozens of her siblings in the craft will choose to become midwives, offering sacrifice and dance, sensual flesh and foods, to the newly born sun, ensuring it will rise from the darkness and wax until the setting of it at Litha. Just as they have done since the first humans stepped blinking into the light and watched the seasons cycle yearly after. Humans that wonder where the stories went,just as they have transformed them into a different divine birth, a different reason to hope night breaks. Humans that only vaguely remember what came before so they dress season in gifts and hues from the holly, the ivy, the birch and pine. Beth will sacrifice tonight. More than mere blood to sate his hunger, but to give a full measure of herself to the Sun and to Mischa. It is a boon none other of his kind has survived to tell tale of and carries the heavy hand of hubris should it go awry. The only sorrow she feels is that he will only have the two halves of day and night to enjoy it. What he does with them is his own business, though if he chooses solitude, she can only shadow him to ensure that he does not forget. Twenty four hours of a mortal life. All to watch one sunrise with him, that is her gift.

...a truly brilliant mind, but it was brilliant like a fractured mirror, all marvellous facets and rainbows but, ultimately, also something was broken.

[ask-the-stchoir]

Fuck you

*doxes ocean and Mischa’s backstories again*

"Mischa was conceived in a little town outside Odesa in Ukraine by a factory worker named Tamara. His mother, after being part of the clean up crew in Chernobyl, was dying of prolonged exposure to Uranium. Wanting her son to be safe, she decided to put him up for adoption—forging his birth certificate, she claimed he was two years old, and was recently potty trained. When Mischa came to Canada, his adoptive parents were surprised to see their toddler had five o’clock shadow, and a slight trace of alcohol on his breath. They put him in the basement, and his adoptive mother would prepare food and leave it for him on the top of the stairs. On the rare occasion he would run into his new parents—the mother would weep, and the father would shoo him away like a horsefly. So began an inexhaustible rage. He turned to the last bastion of pure strength and masculinity in society: self-aggrandizing commercialized hip-hop. This is how Mischa became, the angriest boy in town."

"Ocean was born into a family of far left-of-center humanists who moved to northern Saskatchewan to live a carbon free lifestyle. The hemp needlepoint sign above the household toilet read, 'If it's yellow, let it mellow. If it's brown, scoop it out with your hand and put it in the compost'. Yet in-between all the drum circles, Marxist parables, and cheese sandwiches made from human breast milk, Ocean could never shake the feeling she was the white sheep of her family. It was only at the age of 8 when she found amongst her parents' record collection an album called 'Up with People'. The cloying positivity of this pro-capitalist gaggle of teen crooners brought tears to her eyes. Perhaps the peppiest thing Haliburton has ever produced. High school president, Straight A student. Ocean O'Connell Rosenberg: the Most Successful Girl in Town."

🌊HWTA

💵:(

[sydneyofalltrades]

More RTC headcanons! Sick Edition bc I’m a sucker for blorbos taking care of other blorbos

When Constance gets sick, it’s easy to tell. She’ll apologize more often for sneezing or coughing and she’ll be much less coordinated. Ocean will make sure she gets better and smother her in blankets and liquids and soups until Connie just asks to be with her little brother

Ricky doesn’t usually get sick, but he does have MAJOR pollen allergies, and they affect him at the worst times, so he always keeps some medication with him, or Pen will instead. He will use up a house’s supply of napkins for his allergies if he doesn’t get treated

Ocean will religiously consume Vitamin C the moment she thinks something’s off. Sore throat? Orange juice. Stuffy nose? Tablets down the hatch. She gets incredibly sleepy when she is sick and can and has slept for 16 hours without end

Noel tries to hide when he gets sick. He’ll hold in a cough or sneeze, deny any allegations of the fact, he’ll do everything he can to avoid being labeled as “sick,” but then he’ll get a raging fever and his boyfriend will just have to take care of him

When Pen-Pen gets sick, good grief, she gets SICK. The only thing worse than having to break her never ending fevers is cleaning up after her. But Connie and Rick always help her out, giving her plenty of love and care

Mischa doesn’t realize he gets sick until it’s way too late. He’s so oblivious to his own body that he’ll only learn he’s sick when he falls to the floor in exhaustion. Noel and Ocean always make sure he feels better, but he’ll insist he’s fine, then when all the others come and help, he’ll admit he really is ill