#the theatre was underground it was crazy

[statisticalbread]

watched a sweeney todd production (obviously not with aaron tveit because i was born in AUSTRALIA AND THEREFORE I WAS DEPRIVED OF SEEINF HIM IN THE FLESH WHICH IS SO CRUEL BC IT OPENED THE DAY AFTER MY BIRTHDAY AND HES MY FAV THEATRE AVTOR AND SWEENEY TODD IS ONE OF MY FAV MUSICALS but anyway) and the judge started whipping and touching himself and like four people walked out. greatest theatre experience ever

[emptymasks]

i got to see hadestown on the west end and all i have to say is AAAA. i liked the original broadway cast so much i didn't think anything else could compare to me, but omg they were all amazing and maybe it's a bias from seeing it live vs seeing broadway through recordings, but i actually enjoyed them so much more. i think what helped is i felt a lot more for donal's orpheus, whereas reeve's never managed to really put at my heartstrings.

okayokay what i have to list out loved (going to try and go through the show chronologically):

la barrie's hermes using no titles and they/them pronouns. the lyrics were changed to reflect this eg "excuse me, hermes" instead of "mister hermes" at the beginning of 'wait for me', and "feathers on their feet" instead of "feathers on his feet" in 'road to hell'.

the cast keeping their own accents. it's not often in uk theatre to hear british regional accents, even if the actor has or had that accent. so hearing a nothern accent from eurydice was aaaa. as a northerner it made me really happy. i'm not sure if that's grace's real accent or not but aa it just made .

donál keeping his irish accent too. and the chemistry between his orpheus and grace's eurydice was adorable.

hermes slowly kissing persephone hand during 'our lady of the underground'.

PERSEPHONE didn't think I could love anyone more than grey but omg. i've never loved "our lady of the underground" but I do now, the way gloria performed it and this one long belting note she did while bending over crazy far backwards aaa. and at one point while dancing she acted like she'd gone too hard and pulled her back and got stuck, but then very smoothly went into leaning down towards the audience and singing directly at people in the front rows.

wasn't 100% sold on hades at first since his voice isn't as deep as what I'm used too (used to listening to page as hades), but after "i conduct the electric city" and the lights went out and when they came back on there was a single silly spotlight on hades was stood leaning against the door checking his nails all sultry like. his acting was so different from what I'm used too, more energetic and more... playful? i'm not sure if that's the right word but i can't think of anything else. and less cold and stern than page but I ended up really enjoying him. i've got two very different versions of hades i love now.

new lyrics in epic three, "what has become of the heart of that man" has been replaced with new lyrics. i think "man with his arms outreached" has reverted back to pre-broadway "man with his hat in his hands" but i'll be honest me memory of what the new lyrics are is not great.

i cried when hades and persephone danced. both of them were crying. and when they finished dancing he sobbed and crumpled into her arms and she stroked his head and back and held him the whole time orpheus and eurydice sang "promises"

hades breaking it down during the dance, doing silly dance moves and making persphone laugh, and then she joins in and does his silly dance moves with him 10/10 people supporting their partners silly dance moves.

hades "i don't know" answer to if orpheus and eurydice can go... i'm used to patrick page's grave, defeated "i don't know" and here instead you could really see the inner conflict and he was holding hands with persephone and when he said it she angrily let go of his hand and he had his little "his kiss the riot" freak out.

orpheus and hades handshake during the wait for me reprise aaaa

[yandere-paramour]

What are the yanderes' ideal date nights? Who enjoys classic candlelight dinners/movie nights and who enjoys going to an escape room, aquarium/zoo, arcade, etc.?

On that subject, being with Ata would lead to disastrous gift shop visits; I wouldn't be able to stop myself from getting every plushie and cool rock and she'd just enable me.

I have been researching for this all DAY!! Let's GO!!

Vivien loves planning dates for you and him. Don't get him wrong, he loves a night where you both just curl up with some basil popcorn and watch some anime, but he also loves planning eclectic dates for the two of you. He wants to give you the kind of experience neither of you have ever had before, the kind that you'll be talking about months, even years later.

To find these crazy date ideas, Vivien always browses the city's event pages. There are always tons of fun and interesting things that either he is interested in and wants to share with you, or that he thinks you will be interested in. There is a lecture at the Botanical Gardens called "Around the World in 20 Plants" where you can learn about obscure ethnobotany. The Amphibian Society has a "Critters and Cabernet" event where you get to play with the salamanders and frogs. The science museum has an adult "After Dark" night and the observatory has an Open House night! He takes you to the art museum for a cartography workshop, to the IMAX theatre for a documentary about the Arctic, and to an underground speakeasy for Edgar Allen Poe night.

If you're not into doing something very in-depth but you still want to go out, Vivien suggests a drive-in movie. His car is

You always end up seeing the stars or holding some kind of critter or doing some kind of fun activity, and it's all the more special because Vivien is with you.

Popular Vivien Dates: Science Museum, Salamander Society Open House Night, Cabernet and Critters, Botanical Garden Lecture, Drive-In Movies, Speakeasys, Art Museums.

Variety is the spice of life for Noelle. She is well aware that even though you get overwhelmed easily, you still need excitement and stimulation and she is happy to spoil you. Therefore, you and Noelle have a few dates a week. It is usually one low-key date and one bigger one. The low-key one is always very calm and chill, usually just the both of you cuddling on the couch, a bowl of some sort of snack in your hands as Noelle feeds you, calmly watching a movie. Noelle likes these because she gets to put her laptop down and really just enjoy touching you and enjoying your company. She gets very relaxed and calm during this time, she's very happy. Another kind of low-key date is a spa night. Noelle loves taking care of you and this is perfect for both of you; she gets to care for you and you get to lay back and enjoy being pampered. You both bathe together, do face masks, paint nails, and Noelle always takes her time giving you a long massage and really showing you how much she loves you.

For the exciting date, Noelle always picks a theme like an activity, around the world, a particular event, something like that. Sometimes you still watch a movie but she does a kind of movie theme thing where like if you watch Ratatouille, she will make sure you eat all the food from the movie. If there is a concert you really really want to see, she will stream it right to your living room, put up decorations, and basically throw you your own private launch party. She has subscriptions to all sorts of activities like at-home escape rooms/murder mysteries, craft kits, date-night boxes, anything that you might be interested in trying. Noelle loves how excited you get for your date when a new box comes. The walls of Noelle's office are covered with all the paintings you've done together. If it's not time for a box, Noelle falls back on some childhood favorites: indoor picnics, blanket forts, and indoor camping. Noelle is particularly fond of the dates that last a couple hours; she wants the fun and your happiness to last as long as possible.

Popular Noelle Dates: Making sushi/pasta from scratch, streaming an event to your apartment, indoor camping, picking a country/movie and eating food from that place/thing, subscription box night.

Atalanta is a traditional date kind of woman. A romantic candlelit dinner, a movie, just something where you both can sit and talk and give each other your full attention. Atalanta has the resources and the audacity to fly you anywhere in the world for a weekend just because you had a mildly stressful week and needed a break, or you were craving a smoothie with fresh mangos. No matter how obscure the venture or how difficult-to-procure the reservations, Atalanta's money can grease some palms.

One major date for Atalanta is dinner. There are several interesting and expensive restaurants in the city, and Ata is well-known to all of them. Any time a new gourmet restaurant sets up in the city, they send the Montclairs an invitation, hoping they will be seen coming because that will skyrocket their business. Ata doesn't go to many, but if you are interested, she will make it happen. A normal restaurant is nice, but Ata also likes taking you to ones that are very unique. A molecular gastronomy experience with food you barely understand, meat grilled with the heat of volcanoes, or a food/architecture combination.

Ata is also a great patron of the arts. There are a few theatres in the city and the Montclairs have private boxes on reserve at all of them. If Atalanta Montclair sends word that she will be seeing a show that night, whoever intended to use that box that night better get tf out because everyone knows the Montclairs take priority. The seats in the box are more like thrones than seats; soft, comfortable, with a perfect view of the stage. The staff dote on the two of you, bringing you champagne and light snacks and constantly checking to make sure you are comfortable. Ata doesn't like to be bothered so she sends them away, and you sit on her lap, letting her feed you popcorn as you both watch Swan Lake.

If you want to go to the cinema instead of the theatre, she will gladly take you to "Fork n' Film". It is usually booked months in advance but if you want to go this weekend, she will make it happen even if she has to buy this branch of the company and make them add a private showing. If you want it to be a double date, she can even invite Noelle and her Darling to come. Spend the evening cuddled up to Atalanta on a comfortable couch, you both watching Ratatouille while eating the food from the movie at the same time Remmy cooks it. There are movie-themed cocktails too, and they have non-alcoholic options, but Ata is in such a good mood that she might even allow you to drink.

Another fun date idea is a sunset sail. The Montclairs don't own a boat (they don't want to), but they have a boat rental company on standby and do use it. Just you, her, and a sparse crew on a small yacht, the warm sun on your faces as you both are served a delectable dinner. Imagine Atalanta in some breathable linen, her arm curled gently around your waist as you both point out dolphins together. Imagine doing the Titanic "King of the World" stance with her as the ocean lightly sprays you both. Imagine her pulling you close on the bow of a boat, kissing you at the crux of sunset. If it's a particularly special occasion, she might even arrange fireworks.

Popular Atalanta Dates: Sunset Sail, Expensive or New Restaurants, The Arts (ballet, symphony, theatre), Gourmet Picnic Basket.

[drinkabletoxicdishsoap]

ok wait come here i have a hc that jasmine has pica (the eating disorder which makes you crave inedible objects) not for anything im just tossing you my own crumbs bcuz were the only 2 fans of her out there existing (and also because if i had to explain the winn family lore i made up it would be boring)

OMG WAIT I LOVE THAT HEADCANON AHHH TYSM FOR SHARING!! She was definitely the type of kid you would see just chew on toys, paper, and crayons in kindergarten. Same thing with doll accessories or doll toys.

I feel like I have to share my Jasmine headcanons so take 30ish Jasmine headcanons!! I was going to make this a separate post but might as well share it right now :3 If I do think of more, I’ll either reblog, edit, or reply!! I’m sorry if they’re out of character or it seems like I’m projecting 💔

but I would to hear your Winn family lore!! Only if you’re comfortable with it ofc! I’m going to make a Winn headcanon list and hopefully get it out by tomorrow after or before school

you know the style decora? I personally feel like she would wear it and totally make it her whole thing!! could just me though. I feel like she could also have a scene phase too

loves to design anything with stickers. she has like a million sticker books

she would listen to silly upbeat instrumental music

she either loves to get her face paint, or loves to do it to her friends!

whenever she has a sleepover with her friends, she always ask to do karaoke with them

goes to adoption centers and fawns over the animals there

musical theatre fan.. hamilton fan even.. she knows so many musicals!! ask her about even one and she’ll infodump

paints in her free time or does art classes

i don’t know if jasmine will do a sport but if she ever does one.. I’d feel like she’d do cheer, gymnastics, or lacrosse

hear me out.. but I feel she’d be a furry and would be a fursuiter but she’d make her own costume.. maybe I’m just crazy though. It’s up to you what animal or what hybrid she’d be!!

as much as I love idea of her getting all different kinds of ice cream flavors at either an ice cream place or the grocery store, I feel like she’s scared to try new flavors and usually just sticks to one.

might as well say it now but scared of trying new things

she has so many littlest pet shops/ LPS.. she plays with them and acts out silly little scenarios with them.. my little pony toys too

she’s one of the best chalk artists you’ve ever seen and LOVES to draw with chalk

hear me out but a wings of fire fan!!

she has so.. so many rainbow looms and makes so many bracelets out of them

coloring books.. so many!! girl loves her coloring books. She colors them whenever she feels scared

takes photos with her friends or just photos in general with a Polaroid camera

2010’s music fan.. 💀💀💀💀

Sanrio fan, but more specifically usahana’s #1 fan. She loves the more obscure and underrated Sanrio characters

she only has pattern and bright colored clothing!! also so many silly and colorful socks

little sad headcanon 😞 but she overworks herself when it comes to her singing to the best possible she can be

LOVES her silly furniture!!

ANIMAL CROSSING FAN TRUST!!!!

buys the notebooks and folders for school with the silly designs

as long as the media isn’t scary, she loves her underrated/underground and obscure media

She LOVESSS animals omg. The Amazon rainforest.. she loves all of the animals on the Amazon rainforest

she LOVEESSSS frogs

if she gets braces, she WILL ask for them to be rainbow colored and you WILL make it so that they are

she’s so brainrotted sorry not sorry

rhythm game player

sonic fan

strawberry shortcake (the character 😭) fan.. and care bear fan too

Christmas is her favorite holiday.. the music.. the movies.. the crappy hallmark movies

That’s it 🤯 sorry it’s super long :d thank you so much for coming to another yap session! I hope you have a great day/night to whoever is reading this. thank you for sharing your silly headcanon as well! If anyone has any more headcanons, feel free to share in my inbox, reblogs, or replies!!

[bookishdaze]

1 week left till kotpota yayyyyy

Only 1 week left till the movie, so here are last minute rapid fire theories. Let's go crazy. Let's go stupid. Some of these are ridiculous.

An explosion will cause the ocean water to rush in, and flood that underground facility Proximus is trying to get into, and Noa will be swimming for his life.

Caesar's funeral in a flashback. I actually hope this doesn't happen because of the emotional damage I will suffer, but some people have mentioned it, and I'm gullible, so I believe it 😭

Noa is not a descendant of Caesar and his mark is more symbolic of his transformation during his hero's journey. The mark will probably be considered part of ape mythology and anyone who has that mark will be considered "chosen." Something like that.

Oh, and he'll get injured on that spot to make it more noticeable.

Raka will die. Sorry bud. Being the mentor of the hero in the hero's journey tends to come with certain occupational hazards.

Mae is from an underground bunker, Fallout style. Probably not. A girl can dream though, lol.

Regardless whether she's from a bunker or not, Mae's home would've been destroyed. Maybe by Proximus? And that's why Mae knows where Proximus is taking Noa's clan?

Mae or Noa, most likely Mae though, will betray the other. It's not like I want this to happen, but I can see it happening. Maybe Mae at first will team up with Noa for protection in order for her to complete her mission, but she unexpectedly befriends Noa along the way, but her mission comes first and she needs to break that trust and THE DRAMA.

Oh, and maaaaybe some subtle romantic elements between them. No kisses or love confessions or stuff like that, considering Soona is Noa's love interest. It wouldn't be textually or explicitly romantic, but there could be tropes that could imply romance, but don't necessarily have to be interpreted as romantic. Blame Ulysse Merou, he's the one who started the trend of wanting to smooch apes. Speaking of Ulysse...

We get a reference to Ulysse Merou from the original Planet of the Apes novel by Pierre Boulle. MOVE ASIDE, GEORGE TAYLOR. We got ourselves a new astronaut in town. I would freak out in the theatre if this happened!

Noa will develop a fascination with space and the cosmos, especially after the telescope scene. He seems like he'd be a space nerd. I want him to be a space nerd. Please be a space nerd.

Noa will have to choose between saving Mae and an ape. I didn't think of this at first, but Proximus in the trailers says "You would choose a human over an ape?" So I think he will be torn making that decision. Oh god, what if he has to choose between Mae and someone else he cares about????

We get a throwback line that is a reference to a previous version of POTA. Kind of like the "TAKE YOUR STINKIN PAW OFF ME YOU DAMN DIRTY APE." This can be from either the old movies or the book, or even the Caesar trilogy.

We hear Caesar's theme in the movie. I'll be so emotional if this happens. 😭

[greeneyed-thestral]

I BOOKED A TICKET TO SEE MICHAEL IN NYE

so here's the thing

I went to London for the first time last october and going to the theatre there was a wake up call, as if a voice in my head that had been silent for a really long time whispered 'hey this is actually all you need to feel better? to sit in the dark and experience something special with other people that love it as much as you??'; so I wanted 'London at least once a year' to become a thing

right now I don't know what I'm doing with my life and some days I just feel like I want to hop on a plane and forget everything and everyone, sometimes I just stop and turn my head and realize oh I'm... not in London, but I remember who I was there??

one january evening I kinda mentioned to my sister that Michael would be doing a play at the National this spring; she got me all excited like we looked for planes, hotels and possible dates that could work for both of us and I literally couldn't switch off my head, which scared me, for I stayed awake all night 'till five o' clock writing a detailed schedule for this hypothetical crazy weekend

and then I kinda gave up the idea 'cause I don't have a job at the moment but what if someone calls me?? what if I'm away and I lose the chance of a lifetime? should I even go back so soon like shouldn't I wait for a better opportunity or something special?? but c'mon it's a weekend I mean who is going to need me AND YET--

my sister kept insisting for weeks but I didn't want to be bothered anymore 'cause I've been feeling really down and I didn't want to fool myself like last time, and everything felt pointless anyway

but last night she sent me screenshots of a plane and hotel option for a weekend in march when there's nothing going on here that binds me to stay, and I said you know what... maybe?

so she rushed into my room and not even two hours later we had booked the plane, the hotel and a theatre ticket for me to see Michael Sheen in Nye anD I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO TELL YOU BUT I HAD A BREAKDOWN and started crying

'cause moments earlier there was nothing and now there was this thing and I felt overwhelmed like-- I'm actually going to London just for a day, but I get to see Michael?? like I'll be in the same room as this person that is so so special???

and I felt guilty and scared even though I never leave the house and I don't really do nice things just for me, yet still I ask myself if it's worth it and if I deserve it

there are actually many pros: I had a plane voucher to spend within the year, this is the last weekend my sister can come with me, we get to see London in spring, the hotel is great and very close to the theatre and to the underground, if everything goes according to plans we get to see another play in the afternoon as well, also it's not like Micheal performes live so close so often, who knows when I'll ever get the chance to see him again, and c'mon these past months are proof that I clearly love him in everything he does, don't I owe him this?

on the other hand I get so scared of what might happen like what if I go all the way there and then Michael can't perform that day, what if I wasted the voucher, what about delays and unexpected problems, also the show is going to be filmed, maybe I should have said no and stream it instead of choosing to go there...

I just feel like I'm always waiting for a perfect moment, the perfect occasion, and maybe this is one and I can't seem to see it; must it be that I need others to push me this way otherwise I would never do anything? I mean to me it's scary that I have to reach this breaking point to experience something when I'm well aware that booking a plane to a place that is two hours away it's the norm for other human beings

I just need someone to tell me I did the right thing. 🥺

[theangelshifter]

Griffin Academy DR intro !!

(Mystery / Magic boarding school — my own story)

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About me !!

Name : Alister Rose

Nicknames : Al & Lister

Age : 17

Pronouns : he/him

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Relationships !!

Ivory Rose : My sister and one of my best friends. She’s the youngest (15) and is very talented when it comes to theatre and singing. She loves to bake and is very energetic and popular and sweet. Her nickname is Ivy.

Theo Rose : My brother and my other best friend. He’s the middle child (16) and is very creative in ceramics, sculpting and magic.

Ryan Carlton : Ivory’s boyfriend and he’s my close friend. Literally so smitten it’s insane.

Rei Cooper : My boyfriend <3

Harmony : A ghost that haunts the music room and library usually because that’s where she spent most of her time when she was alive. She’s best friends with Rei and is constantly hyping him up to make moves and loves to listen to him talk. She plays music a lot. She died in the 80’s from magic.

Poet : Another ghost and Harmony’s friend. He’s a poet and is a hopeless romantic. He is introduced to us by Harmony and him and Theo fall in love. Theo already talked to Poet a few times already, but the two never hung out a lot. He died in the fire that burned down the main building of Griffin Academy.

☆ All ghosts don't have memory of their death/in depth details of their past. More info about the ghosts, just click here.

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World / Extra Info !!

- The main building was burnt down. The school was rebuilt, covering what's called "the underground." The underground is a part that held an extreme amount of magic. The founder knew and built the school on it, making underground tunnels to explore more of the depths of the magic. When the school burned down, it was built back quickly to cover the magic. The school had the tunnels be covered by hidden doors and things like that in order to prevent students from getting hurt or something happening. (We get down there lol 🤗)

-- Theo, Ivy, and I all are considered the most popular and the most gorgeous people in school. This is because our parents were really popular and had impact on the school to make it the way it way today, helping boost smaller programs in the school while they were in school and even after to this day. They're very well liked. However, due to our popularity, we're easily put on a pedestal and people usually don't befriend us. People are super nice and love us, but think we're too perfect and prissy to be our friends. (We're so not though, it's so funny) (Omg when Ryan and Ivy started met and started talking people were so shocked like "Are you crazy?? What are you doing, they're Roses! 😱😱😱" 😭)

-- Rei and I have kind of an enemies to lovers relationship. Rei met me in class at 15, got a crush on me, but due to my status he thought he wasn't good enough for me. In order to get my attention, he started to tease and pick on me any chance he could. It became a routine and it became more of a joking friendly manner (although sometimes it was still annoying). This led to him to confessing. (There's more of a story here, but it's kind of a long one and don't feel like typing all that out. This is the short version lol)

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[bone-soup-explosion]

i will be honest ive only really started going to small local shows like 8 months ago so im not the most well versed but heres what i have !!!

nøxp if there’s a small show in southeastern mi it’ll probably be on this site

the pleasant underground if there’s a show in ferndale they probably have a hand in it

venues ive been to/know of : lager house (detroit), the sanctuary (hamtramck), orchid theatre (ferndale), the loving touch (ferndale), look out for house shows too

local bands/artists ive seen/enjoy : antighost (im crazy about them), panda house, loudfoxcult, feign, v*a*s*e, darcy moran, hail your highness (theyre from traverse city but shhh), im probably forgetting some😭😭

thanks! I’ll have to look into a lot of these!

[goodgirlofglory]

Silver fox and the Captain - Chapter 3

Chapter 2 - /Masterpost/ - Chapter 4

Pairing: Steve Rogers x reader

Word count: 2,1k

Warnings: Explicit language, some sexual content (ie a lot of making out and grinding)

Summary: Things flourish in unexpected, heated ways between you and the Captain, but can you afford such a distraction without tipping your whole world off balance?

You were crazy. Absolutely insane. The whole situation was completely out of hand.

And with a reckless sort of abandon, you loved it. 

You tightened your hand in the captain’s shirt and dared to slip your tongue out to swipe against his bottom lip. His lips parted on a small gasp, his massive frame trembling just the slightest. And then his tongue was in your mouth, his burly body pressing you back to pin against the wall. 

Some distant flaring alam in your head told you to get out before he had you entirely immobilized, but it was drowned out by the thrill of temptation. The sheer adrenaline of sneaking around with him, tethering the edge of danger by letting him get you in this position and then get out of it. It was heady and way too salivating to resist. 

You and the Captain had worked up a bit of a habit over the last months. A sort of dance, taunting and teasing - both for dominance and for each other.

He had cornered you in the noisy underground techno club that first meeting after you’d kissed him on the casino rooftop, and you hadn’t gotten so much more as a word out before he’d grabbed you by the scruff of your neck and laid one on you, smirking satisfied to himself when he saw you stunned expression after, your mouth hanging slightly open while your brain rebooted itself. You told him to go fuck himself before you danced with him most of the night. Then, as Black Widow sauntered up to pull him towards the night's target, you slipped away to do the same. You’d escaped with a pair of rocket boosters looted from one of Stark’s autonomous suits, but not before giving Captain America’s ass a good slap. 

You got a slap back a few weeks later when he ambushed you squatting in the rafters of the old theatre in Stockholm, watching out for the illegal trade of palladium underneath. Your ass stung like hell from the smack, but the thrill of the force and the way his eyes lit up as you scowled at him made it all worth it. Especially when you almost immediately put your hands in his hair and crushed your lips together. 

It was all fun and games, really. Lighthearted, hormone-fueled, dangerous fun, feeling like fumbling teenagers as you stole kisses from one another before the prefects caught you. It would be, anyway, if Rogers didn’t insist on getting to know you and your story in between licking into your mouth with increasing fervor. 

“Why are you doing this?” he’d ask, panting slightly, warm hands sliding up your sides. “Who’s your allies?”, he’d ask as he let you flip him over to pin against the wall. Who’s side are you on, what’s your story, where do you go after this - all these burrowing questions all in order to understand you. Being understood by Captain America was the last thing you wanted, and by the time he got around to the “I can help you if you’re in trouble,” you’d had enough, your irked mind warring with your tingling body. By then it was usually time to move anyway, but you couldn’t resist punishing him by biting his lip just the tiniest bit too hard before disappearing, hoping it would discourage him from asking all those questions. It seemed to only make him more keen if you thought about it.

In truth, you were more curious about why he had let this go on for so long. Surely he could track you down and take you out if he wanted. He was Captain America for fuck’s sake. Or were you really that good?

It was hard to keep your thoughts focused on that when his hands stroked down the back of your thighs, the Captain bending slightly at the knees before he hoisted you up. You yelped into his mouth, blood singing with excitement at his manhandling. You wrapped your legs around his waist, your glittering, red gown riding up your thighs in the process. 

You’d sought each other out in the alcove on the second floor, looking out over the highly exclusive and ridiculously lavish art galla well underway below. 

You hadn’t seen him in three months, and had caught yourself smiling stupidly as he'd approached you in a perfectly fitted black tux with a bright blue bow tie. You’d hid your smile in your martini, along with your suddenly flaring nerves, but kept his gaze as he’d sauntered up, as confident and relaxed as he always appeared. 

“As much as I enjoy this look on you tonight, there is no point in you being here today,” he’d said. 

You’d scoffed. He said something along those lines every time you saw him. 

“Elaborate, please. Why is that?” you asked, willing to play this game, already plotting out which curtain you could lure him behind. 

“I’ve let you get away with this for too long. I won’t anymore,” he said simply, eyes serious even as he let them rake over your form. Your skin sizzled with warmth under his gaze. 

You knew what he was talking about. He was adamant you not get away with any smuggled objects anymore. He’d said so for months. And even though you’d gotten away with something each time, it did get harder and harder. You’d have to resort to using dirtier tricks, more complicated tech, get closer to the action and had gotten away with less and less valuables for each encounter with the Avengers. They were strangling your income, your field of movement slowly shrinking. It was infuriating. Years and years of work - meticulous, dangerous work, your whole life - threatened by these people who thought themselves better than you because they had some government-funded agency backing them with millions of dollars and a favorable reputation. It wasn’t as if they acted any differently than the criminals. Not really. They still made and used dangerous weapons, killed and maimed, blew up buildings and destroyed people's incomes. 

You were haunted with an ever growing desperation these days, scrambling to keep your life in balance. Your contacts had started to shun you, afraid the Avengers would go after them once they got to you. Yeah, word traveled fast in the underworld, and while you didn’t think they knew you regularly tangled tongues with America’s golden boy, they knew you had S.H.I.E.L.Ds eyes on your neck. You couldn’t blame them. This was the worst thing to happen to you. 

Though, when Rogers held you like this, cradling you in his strong, capable arms, his masculine, cirupy scent of musk and spice enveloping you, it was easier to forget your blights and lose yourself to the arousal that wound up like a maelstrom inside you. God, you hadn’t felt this alive in…you didn’t know how long. It made you adamant, crazed, like some half mad animal chasing a good feeling for no other reason than that it felt good. 

And it did feel good. God, did it feel good. Rogers was sure and insistent, overwhelming and dominant, couldn’t help it with his size and strength. But he was also gentle, reverent in the way he gripped you, cradled you to him, pressed you so close you were practically glued from mouth to hip, so easily filling every crevice of your consciousness with his look and smell and taste and feel. It was like he himself couldn’t breathe properly if he wasn’t in some way touching you. He hadn’t hoisted you up into your arms like this before, though. That was entirely new, and entirely too hot. 

“Eager,” you chastised in a murmur against his lips, but your voice was raspy, betraying just how affected you were. 

He smiled against your lips, hands kneading into the flesh of your thighs as he pushed you up against the wall of the alcove shrouded in shadow, and kissed you again, tongue hot and wet in your mouth.

And while you had felt him getting hard against you before, in moments cut way too short where he’d been plastered against you and his (rather impressive) bulge had poked into your stomach, you had never had it perfectly between your legs, pressing up against you right there. He had never done anything to draw attention to it before; the perfect gentleman with a raging hard-on from a few kisses. It was adorable, honestly, and an incredible confidence boost. And so unbelievably fucking hot. You were thankful your own arousal was less noticeable in nature, since you were practically gushing into your panties at the mere sight of him these days. 

He situated himself nudged between your splayed legs, intimate and with such confidence it made your breath hitch. It was like he belonged there, like it was the most natural place for him to be. You reeled with the arousal that crackled up your spine, at this new line the two of you were crossing, inching towards something more than a kiss in the dark and a smack on the ass. 

He swallowed your hitching gasp and groaned as your hands went into his hair for something to hold on to. He ground against you with a small roll of his hips and you felt your slick panties move against the heated skin of your pussy. You moaned into his mouth and his massive, sturdy frame shivered slightly again. 

You felt an almost painful sting of possessiveness in your chest at that. This man, this strong, noble hero with the world on his shoulders, who could withstand hardship beyond imagination and be a reliable and trustworthy leader for everyone around him, trembling in your hands, breathing life itself into your dormant lungs with his hot moans of arousal, seemingly starved for touch, for intimacy…almost as much as you. 

Fucking hell, you suddenly thought to yourself. When did you start thinking like this? When had you turned into such a soppy mess? Had you gone completely soft from only this? 

Rogers’s hips rolled in smooth, steady circles against you, sending hot flames of heat up through your body, making your cheeks blaze. You had your trusted sport shorts underneath your dress, but the thin, elastic fabric and soaked panties were no barrier against his hardness. You felt it, obscene in the way it stretched his tuxedo pants. 

God you wanted it. Wanted it so much it frightened you. You blinked your heavy eyelids open, slowly coming back to reality. You always had to at some point. Tonight’s bust was the exchange of smuggled weapons disguised as an art auction in the heart of Vienna. 

You needed tonight's bust to be good. Your reserves were nearly depleted, and you had some unsavory buyers on your neck. While they hadn’t been explicit (yet), the clear dissatisfaction over your last loot had turned their otherwise neutral correspondence a bit unfriendly. You knew of the horror stories of this particular gang - how quickly smiles turned to frowns, how quickly people disappeared at their hands, and how no one dared speak a word of it after - people you’d seen in your periphery for years suddenly gone like they never existed. 

You couldn’t risk that happening to you. You needed a good hit tonight. 

“What’s wrong?” Rogers asked, and you realized you’d frozen, staring ahead into nothing, and you blinked, his face appearing, that infuriating line between his drawn down brows showing a kind of concern you just couldn’t believe he felt for you. It was a mockery, and you bristled. 

Noticing the change in you, he gently set you down on your feet again, but he kept you pinned against the wall, probably out of instinct now. He’d called you a slippery eel not too far back, when you’d successfully wiggled out of his grasp while escaping a bust in a shut down metro station in Santiago, Chile.  

“Little fox,” he said, in lieu of your name, for you hadn’t yet given it to him. 

He tried to catch your gaze with his, but you refused, a sudden, unrecognizable panic riding through your chest at the thought of tonight’s stakes. His hand reached up to graze a knuckle against your cheek, and you recoiled, furious with his tenderness, and how much a part of you wanted to lean into it. It was so fucking dangerous to let yourself turn soft. Even if Captain America might be one of the few men you could have trusted to not exploit your weakness, just about everyone else in your life would jump your ass at the first sign of vulnerability.

You batted his arm away and scrambled from between him and the wall. 

“Let me help you,” he started to say, but stopped dead in his tracks. You looked back to see him touch a finger to his ear piece, his gaze nailed to you. He seemed momentarily torn, frustration flashing in his baby blue eyes. 

“Copy, I’m on it,” he said at last, and you knew it was time to get to work. Time to get back to reality. 

You slipped from the alcove before he could lower his hand. 

[julieverne]

Every now and then Maura disappears somewhere in her house. If Jane stays over, if she has a nightmare, she goes to the master bedroom for comfort, but Maura isn't there and she ends up in the kitchen alone with a hot cocoa that Angela makes when she sees the light on.

It drives Jane crazy. Maura's car is still there, and so is the bike. Angela says she never sees her leave at night without Jane. It's a mystery, and the thing about mysteries is that Jane solves them.

She always solves them.

---

Jane lies awake, the guest bedroom door opened a crack. She listens for the creak of Maura's bed springs, waits for the nail she balanced on top of the bedroom door to drop.

It doesn't, and when she goes to check, Maura is somehow gone.

Right. Massachusetts was on the underground railway, probably. And the witches had some way to get around, not that Maura is a witch. Boston is steeped in all sorts of culture.

---

When Maura is on a date a week later, Jane comes over and taps all the walls. She lifts the rug and tests the floorboards. Nothing. She sighs in frustration.

---

A week later she's back, standing outside Maura's bedroom, waiting, listening. If it was anyone else doing this it would be creepy, but Jane just wants to know where Maura goes for her own safety. She can't protect her if she doesn't know where she is. If there's a fire, Jane doesn't know where she is. She hears Maura's soft footfalls and rests her ear against the door. She's headed for the closet. Jane nods to herself and opens the door.

Maura isn't there, and there's once again no sign of where she's gone. Jane goes into the closet, looking through. Of course Maura did some Narnia bullshit. Jane reaches into the back of the coat closet and finds a small doorknob. She turns it, and once the door opens she hears some censored swearing. She looks through the crack in the door, the wool of the coats brushing against her.

It's a massive theatre room. There are rainbow fairy lights on the ceiling and walls, beanbags and recliners facing a wall. There is a desk with one of those serious computers Jane makes fun of, the ones that glow different colours. There's a projector somewhere; there must be because no one has a tv that big. Maura is on rainbow road, and she cusses again. It's adorable, she's adorable sitting there cross-legged on the floor, leaning forward, bending as she steers. She wins and she leaps to her feet, spinning in an excited circle. She sees Jane's face and freezes. Jane is ashamed of herself when she sees the elation fade to fear.

"I'm sorry. I was just worried about you. I like to know where you are, and you know I don't sleep well."

"Well, now you know. You should also know that video games have been proven to assist surgeons with dexterity and response time." Maura's voice is stiff, as though she's worried Jane will make fun of her.

"Got a second controller?" Jane asks. "I can't sleep, anyway."

There's an electric kettle and a microwave and a sink in here somehow. Jane makes the hot cocoa she'd normally have after a nightmare, and she makes one for Maura too. Jane used to be good at these games, but the controllers dig into her palms, and Maura is a serious contender.

"I don't understand why you'd hide something like this," Jane says finally, putting the controller down and shaking her hands. "It's awesome. Frankie and Tommy would propose to you immediately if they knew about it."

"They're not exactly the Rizzoli's I want proposing to me," Maura says quietly, focused as she snipes another bad guy. "And I thought you'd make fun of me. Video games seem... childish. They don't fit my image."

"You said the world's top neurosurgeons clock 10 to 30 hours a week playing video games," Jane points out. "Lots of adults play video games." She sips her hot cocoa. "And looks at your ranking! You could go pro." Jane sipped her cocoa again. "I hope you don't mind that I came looking for you. I stay here because I want to be with you, not because your bed is comfortable."

"My bed is comfortable," Maura said yawning. "Did you know that there are studies that suggest playing Tetris after a traumatic experience lessens the severity of PTSD?"

"Is that why you downloaded it on my phone?" Maura nods, looking sleepy. "Come on, we have to get back to the office in a few hours." Maura nods again, lets Jane help her to her feet. Jane rinses out the mugs and Maura turns off the projector and overhead lights, waiting for Jane in the glow of the fairy lights and the glow the closet light casts into the dark room. Jane pauses next to Maura, facing her in the narrow doorway.

"Time to go back in the closet," Jane jokes, and Maura grasps the front of Jane's flannel pyjamas and pulls her forward, tugging her down until her cocoa-sweet lips meet Jane's in a tentative kiss. Jane swallows sharply but she doesn't pull away; she lets her hands rest on Maura's hips, swallows again and finally relaxes, softened by Maura being vulnerable, by Maura destroying newbs online, by Maura taking control.

"Tommy and Frankie can never know about this," Jane says sternly when she finally pulls away. Maura stiffens in her arms. "I mean the room, not..." Jane leans in to kiss Maura again, puts some of her pent-up longing into it, enough to have Maura melt under her hands again. "I'm ready to tell everyone about this as soon as you are."

[roadtophantom]

Let your S(e)oul take you where you long to be - The Charlotte Theatre

pt 2 of my Seoul travelogue

August is high summer in Korea, actually a crazy month to see Phantom, but timings just lined up that way and also a part of me is just scared what if I put this off for so long and something comes up. 😬😬

Do check @fadinglandtragedy's very comprehensive ticketing and Korea travel post on what to expect, but I also will share some of my personal observations below!

About Charlotte Theatre

How to get there

Easy to find from the Jamsil subway station (just follow the arrows) but prepare for a maze if you are coming from the Lotte World Tower mall. The mall complex is HUGE. For the two days I was there, I had to go to the English-speaking info counter or ask the roaming guards — one of them was not even aware there's a theatre in the area. 😭 Actually, maybe the Naver maps app might provide more insight…

Where to eat

The Charlotte Theatre has an in-house fancy restaurant and a nearby Angel-in-us cafe, which sells cakes and sandwiches. But if you're looking for a warm, filling meal, you're probably better off eating elsewhere.

Tip: There's a Lotte Mart B1-B2 of the Lotte World Tower mall, and you can take an early dinner at their food court or take out their boxed foods to heat at your accommodations later. They also slash off the prices of certain food late in the afternoon, so yay discounts!

Note that after the evening show, you'll come out to a closed mall, and places in Seoul close early at night unless you're around the night market. I had to fend off with some ramen at the nearest convenience store on my first show day.

Ofc you can also eat at the mall proper, but the selections are not that wide. Also take note that Lotte World Tower mall is a luxury mall…

Where to hang out

If you've got time to burn and you just want to explore the area near the theatre, the Lotte World Tower area doesn't only have a mall, but also a famous amusement park, an aquarium, an observatory, a posh department store, underground shops, and a nearby lake (Seokchon Lake). The Lotte cinemas play the Phantom Korea ad on these gigantic monitors by the entrance - super impressive 👌. As for me, I shopped at Olive Young! As your girl would.

Dress code

I saw a lot of casual wear, actually! Jeans, sneakers, and even shorts. They don't seem strict. Just be presentable and absolutely no harm if you decide to wear a dress and something a bit more formal. I did see at least one cosplayer with a Victorian-inspired look.

Floors

The theatre has two levels of seats but the building itself has four floors in all (the seating is at the third and fourth). Make sure to go through all four! There's so much Phantom to see.

Second level seating

I can't speak for the first level, but I sat at the second level and there was hardly any leg room. You will really have to squeeze in and ask the occupants to please give way. I just did as the Seoullites do and said 잠시만요 (jamsimanyo) whenever I have to pass through.

Restroom

There are washrooms at the third (or second?) and fourth floor of the theatre with numerous cubicles. The fourth floor tends to be less crowded by virtue of being at a higher level I suppose.

Photo zones

1st floor - The rose and mask background and a digital casting board (the pink bear at the entrance is leaving after August)

2nd floor - The whole casting board

3rd floor - The Ghost mascot

4th floor - Charlotte Theatre's restaurant and a smaller casting board

The stairs are lined with Phantom masks and roses.

Merchandise

First floor and third floor of the theatre, they charge 100 KRW for a paper bag, but it's not very sturdy. The brochure is thick and glorious and a MUST buy. If you're an enamel pin collector, there's a couple of Seoul exclusives. Then there's just phone stuff, shirts, towel, a mask, albums...idk I def preferred the ones at Blue Square 10 years ago.

Access

There's an escalator going to the second floor of the theatre but beyond that, you have to take the lift or take the stairs.

Waiting area

Just plop on one of the plush seats scattered around the theatre or chill by the tables.

Theatre etiquette

The usual, eating and drinking inside are not allowed and I wish I understand half of what the ushers are saying but you absolutely can't film the curtain call. The ushers will find you. (Not me, I saw someone did it).

Indoor temperature

Not sure what the weather is now but the theatre was like a sauna when I visited. I decided to go sleeveless on my second day (something that is not often seen among Koreans, they usually cover with a cute outerwear, but you do see it). Not sure how this will be in the fall months, but I def didn't need to wear a sweater or anything.

View from the second floor

People asked me why I didn't go for VIP tickets when I'm rarely in Seoul. It is because, my friend, I am a cheapskate and the tickets are really expensive. 😭😭😭😭 And I planned to see the show twice. There's also the fact that I'm not actually fluent in Korean, I pick up bits and pieces from watching Korean drama. 🤓 So I thought, I don't need to be close too much. I DID cave in and bought a set of binoculars, which I highly recommend if you wanna zoom in to the acting. The theatre does rent out binoculars but you'll need a Korean number. :/

That said, it's a great view even if you sit at the back and you can see the chandelier closely and make out Jeon Dong-seok's silhouette on the angel and think, "Good God he IS tall…This thing can hold his weight, right?"

Just be mindful of your height, if you are short like me, maybe don't take the first row of the balcony coz you'll have to tilt your neck to look over the railing or move in front and you might get called out for it.

When I saw my non-Phantom show, I was taking photos of the theatre (Seoul Arts Centre) before the show started and I think the guy behind me got concerned that I'd be doing this often ;_; so he asked me (in Korean) if I could please lean against my seat. Annnd ever since I tried to keep glued to my chair and got scared to even stretch my neck lol.

After the show

Just retrace your way to the subway or follow your maps app. Do not be like me and just blindly follow where the audiences are going coz that led me to an underground parking lot at close to 12 AM in the morning and I had to run back up the stairs to chase the last train. 👍

Bring an umbrella

It rains now and then and there's a bit of a walk to the station and not all foot paths are covered. Again, do not be like me.

Stage door

To this date, the closest to a "stage-door" experience (the 'way home') is after a Cho Seung-woo show (provided it's not stormy). Because the actor does come out to the parking lot to briefly greet and wave at fans before going home (by car or a motorbike — yes, he'll pass and wave at people even from a motorbike). That is the full extent of it - no signatures or selfies. I think it's understandable as covid is still a real threat. As for the other actors, I only see them rushing out, ducking, and bowing (and for Song Eun-hye's case, putting on a helmet and hopping on a kickboard 😄).

Prepare to wait for 45 minutes for CSW to come out though.

Any questions? I'd be happy to try to answer!

Actual review next!!

[balteren]

{luke thompson, 34, cismale, he/him} We are so glad to see you safe, COMMONWEALTH REPRESENTATIVE VISCOUNT MAXIMILIEN GAUTHIER of FRANCE! It’s dangerous out in the world these days, but I hear that you are JOVIAL and DAUNTLESS enough to handle it. Just don’t let your RESTLESSNESS bring you down! Stay on your guard, because with your secret being at risk for exposure, you wouldn’t want everyone to find out YOU ADVISED AND COUNSELED THE REBELS, AND WHEN THE RECKONING CAME THEY SPARED YOU. {amy, 24, PST, she/her, n/a}

Name: viscount maximilien gauthier Aliases: max  Country: france Gender/Pronouns: cismale, he/him Sexual/Romantic Orientation: bisexual, biromantic Age: 34 Occupation: commonwealth representative  Faceclaim: luke thompson Inspiration: courfeyrac (les miserables), tom wambsgams (succession), fox mulder (the x-files), poe dameron (star wars)  Loyalties: the french rebels, the french people  Pets: a dog named plumet  tldr; Maximilien is a ‘former’ revolutionary that will do anything in his power to start a revolution in France. He can often be found roaming the grounds with his dog, writing in the library, or taking himself to the theatre. He is extremely good-natured and pleasant with most nobility, but is easily annoyed by anyone royal. Unafraid to speak his mind, Max is liable to get into squabbles, and he can come across a bit judgy.

backstory: Born on a small farm in a village outside Lyon, Maximilien was the youngest child in his family by quite a bit, born 16 years after his sister and 20 years after his brother. Due to complications during his birth, his mother died soon after he was born, and his father passed in a hunting accident only a few months later, leaving his siblings to care for him. His brother was almost entirely responsible for teaching him how to hunt, farm, and be generally self sufficient. His brother had a daughter that was only a few months younger than Max, and the two were essentially raised as twins. They were inseparable for most of his life, always getting into trouble in the village and wrecking havoc on the farm. Some time around his 27th birthday, it became clear to Maximilien that he was deeply unhappy where he was, and he announced to his family that he had received a scholarship to study law and politics in Paris. His arrival in Paris was tumultuous, and his scholarship did not cover much more than the bare minimum of his living expenses. His naiveté from his previously idyllic, pastoral life crashed around him, and he quickly grew disillusioned, His politics grew more radical with every passing day, and after vaguely mentioning his frustration to a fellow classmate, he was invited to a small meeting of other radical thinkers. It was here that Maximilien became a revolutionary.  When the people of France finally began pushing back against the monarchy, he was at the center of the action. He was a good shot, and was capable of keeping a clear head amidst the chaos, making him a valuable soldier. His tenacity, bravery, and initiative lead to his quick ascent in the revolutionary ranks. The temporary measures put in place by the Orleans were preposterous to Max, and he questioned why it was acceptable to anyone that had fought to remove the royal family.  Despite his objections, it became clear that many considered the fight over, and tensions generally fizzled. In the aftermath, the people elected him as the commonwealth representative, a job that he considers sacred. He was also offered the title of ‘viscount,’ and accepted it as a way to gain influence and intel that he could pass to the underground channels of rebels that still existed. It is Max’s belief that the people want a republic, and though he appears to be adjusting to a life at court, he is working tirelessly to spark a revolution.

time at lal qila: The early days at Lal Qila were agonizing. Being dragged away from his work- both official and revolutionary- made him feel stir crazy, and he found himself surrounded by people he couldn’t stand. He was prone to squabbling with the royalty in the palace, making a host of enemies and ensuring his reputation as “the dreaded frenchman.” His revolutionary roots were never something he hid- nor did he want to. From his perspective, the people of France had made up their mind, and they wanted a republic, not a monarchy. Being a known revolutionary was nothing but a positive in his mind.  His reputation led to a servant approaching him, asking him to attend a small meeting of rebels. Max agreed, more than happy to provide any help he could, and hopeful they could replicate the same progress that had been made in France. At these meetings, he emphasized the need for organization, patience, and solidarity, and gave them advice on recruiting, arming themselves, and how to gain legitimacy within their communities. To avoid suspicion, he only attended a handful of meetings, and was ultimately unaware of their plan.  When the Reckoning came, Max was as unsuspecting as everyone else, and had no idea who was attacking the palace. During the initial siege, he was returning from a walk with his dog, and hid with a few others in a small, barricaded toolshed that was eventually broken into. When he stood to protect those with him, a small shovel in his hand, he was immediately rushed by all but one of the attackers. Within seconds, there was a knife at his throat, and the blade was only stopped by the shout of the lone rebel. He had recognized Max from the meetings, and considered him an ally. They were ordered to spare him, and to maintain his innocence, they were told to take him to the dungeons, where he (and plumet) stayed for the duration of the reckoning. 

now: Max nearly kissed the ground upon his return to France. He spent a week or two at his family home before returning to Paris, grounding himself and making sense of what had occurred. It wasn’t long before he got restless and returned to Paris to find the people unhappier than they had ever been. He immediately got back to work furthering the goals of the French rebels. The compromise that was eventually reached with the Orleans was unacceptable to Max, and he is still actively recruiting, organizing, and trying to spark the flame that would establish a true republic. It is hard for him to ignore the memory of the Reckoning, the scale of the pain that came from it, and how significant his role might have been. Now, as the world gathers once again, he struggles with some guilt, and is tasked with making it through the event without anyone discovering the role he played in the Reckoning. 

[spotsandsocks]

Ok so no one asked but I was thinking about musicals and what I’ve been able to see over the years so I made a list. So this has taken over thirty years and most organised by other people and pretty much always in the cheap seats which are never actually that cheap anyway. I do live close enough to a big city and some big local theatres too so I’m a lucky spot and there’s more than I expected. Under the cut for anyone whose vaguely interested.

Professional Productions

Joseph and his amazing technical raincoat when I was ten - first musical I listened to the cassette (I know!!what’s that?) over and over for years I know pretty much every word

Les Miserables good songs - but like it says miserable

The Lion King it’s was ok but too much like the film to be exciting (sorry)

Frozen missed the first 20 minutes cos got the time wrong - the sets and the dress change are magnificent! Not too much like the film

Hairspray one of my favourites

Waitress had no idea what it was about but I loved it

Hamilton the most expensive tickets I’ve ever bought - took my daughter and her friend because they were obsessed

Chicago (on Broadway for 30th birthday trip)

Blood Brothers made me jump at end and then cry

The King and I with Trixi from call the midwife- amazing production. Cried again

9-5 in the underground theatre of the Savoy which was cool

Bugsy Malone a favourite film from my childhood took my kids

Bombay Dreams had to Google the name cos I’d forgotten seen in early 2000s but it was fantastic

The Rocky Horror Picture Show -dressed up for it when I was at uni very fun. Some people left at intermission not sure what they we’re expecting!

Anything goes or possibly Crazy for you- no memory of it really

Miss Saigon seen it twice, once from ‘the gods’ and couldn’t really see anything.

Guys and Dolls- had Ewan MacGregor in it which is why I went

Wicked reasonably good seats for this one excellent

Local amateur productions

Hairspray

Calamity Jane

Shrek - the strangest thing I’ve ever seen

Oklahoma

Little Shop Of Horrors

Singin in the rain was great and it rained on stage in my local theatre

West side story more than once

Local School Productions

The sound of music

West side story

My fair lady

Grease

Wizard of Oz

And finally Would Like to see

Six

Moulin Rouge booked for sept

Book of Morman

Mamma Mia

Everyone’s talking about Jamie

[prynnehesters]

i genuinely need to pump this out bcuz i saw a reddit thread abt which bg3 character would be the best college roommate and im like, thinking about the types of roommates they'd be lmaoo

gale

has tara as an esa. sometimes she goes to class w him, other times she's free to wander in the woods or whatever. a lot of neighbors know her

math major

probably works as a tutor/librarian/does some research

goes to bed early

constantly at school

goes out to pub trivia once a month

can cook/hosts dinner parties sometimes, but has some snacks he is weirdly anal about you not touching

if he were to experience being broken up with, it's a week of crying, eating ice cream, and listening to pop divas

snores

wyll

education major

involved w the student council, does a lot of volunteering, coaches kids soccer

goes out to parties every weekend, occasionally gets into trouble

brings back weird people sometimes

wakes up early to go work out (has a consistent schedule)

astarion

prelaw (either polysci, compsci, or theatre major who hates theatre kids)

basically never in the room (comes back after you're asleep/leaves before you wake up)

has a wacky schedule

your stuff disappears (can be money, food, etc)

gets into some shady shit

not fully aware of how loud he is sometimes

will throw a weird party once in a while

halsin

geology major

probably works at a climbing gym

chill af

really good at communication (texts you if he needs something or if you need to expect something from him)

gone most weekends (either home, camping, hiking, or uh, something else)

brings back a lot of people (but always warns you beforehand)

karlach

communications major

probably a student athlete

smokes cigarettes

goes out and parties often

will be your wingman

sometimes sends cryptic texts with lots of emojis

probably a metalhead

shadowheart

very religious (probably changes from Christianity to paganism in university)

has a little shrine in her area that she's protective over

probably brought a lot of stuffed animals

listens to scary music, goes to a lot of underground shows

has a lot of suitors she has to turn down cuz she's waiting till marriage lmao (until she meets the one)

probably has periods where she won't leave the room, but otherwise eh

english major

lae'zel

kinesiology major

strict routine

will criticize you if something's not to her liking or if you don't do something well enough/clean something enough

international student

probably has someone over several times a week

also goes out on weekends (but you never know what she does)

minthara

business major

knows where all the shady shit is

gets involved in shady shit

probably had to bail her out a few times, but she never learns lol

she's probably gonna take over her parents company, nothing really matters to her lol (in college just to party)

talks in her sleep

you basically have to do all chores around the apartment cuz she always claims to be busy

jaheira

biology major

straight forward about expectations, nothing too crazy tbh

probably has a safe that's highly guarded

idk she seems alright. i feel like she has a pretty lenient schedule ngl

minsc

dropped out of uni/in local community college

boo is a service animal

you have to bail him out every weekend cuz he never learns and gets involved in weird shit

[greensparty]

Stuff I'm Looking Forward To in March

Wow, somehow it's already month 3 of 2024. In addition to Daylight Savings Time (March 10 - Spring ahead), Ramadan (March 10-April 9), St. Patrick's Day (March 17), first day of Spring (March 19), Palm Sunday (March 24), Holi (March 25), Good Friday (March 29), and Easter (March 31) here is what's on my radar this month:

Movies:

Dune: Part Two

Denis Villeneuve has become one of the great visual stylists of recent years thanks to films like Arrival and Blade Runner 2049. I named his film Dune Part One, one of my Best Movies of 2021. How good Part One really was depends on Part Two, which drops 3/1.

Knox Goes Away

Michael Keaton has always been a tremendous actor and now he's back in the director's chair for the second time with a starring role about a contract killer who has a form of dementia and he attempts to connect with his estranged son. Oh and Al Pacino co-stars! Opens 3/15.

Ghostbusters: Frozen Empire 

A Ghostbusters sequel is a tall order. Jason Reitman's 2021 sequel Ghostbusters Afterlife actually had its moments and it had a lot to say about living up to a legacy, in the film it's the grandchildren of Egon, but it could also be Jason Reitman about the fear and honor of continuing a film series that his dad Ivan began. The new sequel is directed by Gil Kenan, who co-wrote this with Jason. The fact that original Ghostbuster cast members are back gives me hope. Sequel drops 3/22.

Music:

Sheer Mag Playing Favorites

I was lucky enough to see Philly rockers Sheer Mag at House of Blues in May 2022. After two solid albums, they are finally back with their third, dropping on 3/1. (Review to come)

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Former Oasis singer Liam Gallagher's solo career has been a mixed back, but his album As You Were was one of my Best Albums of the 2010s. As shown in the 2019 documentary Liam Gallagher: As It Was, he doesn't need to play music for money or fame, he has plenty. He plays because he loves music. Now he's doing a new album with John Squire, former guitarist for The Stone Roses. Sounds like a serious meeting of musical minds! Album drops 3/1.

The Black Crowes Happiness Bastards

The first new studio album from The Black Crowes since 2009 is cause for celebration. After a bitter break-up in 2015, the brothers Chris and Rich Robinson announced they were reuniting in 2019. In early 2020, I caught an acoustic live show from Brothers of a Feather (my last concert before the pandemic lockdowns) and since that show, The Black Crowes have had some reunion tours (NOTE: by reunion - I mean Chris and Rich, not the original lineup). They've released some anniversary albums, but this marks the group's first studio album in 15 years. Looking forward to it when it drops on 3/15.

The Dandy Warhols Rockmaker

I've always loved Portlandia's The Dandy Warhols. Through this blog, I've had the pleasure of interviewing lead Dandy Courtney Taylor-Taylor and keyboardist / bassist Zia McCabe, the band's 2019 Boston concert, and their excellent 2019 album Why You So Crazy. Now the band is back with a new album dropping on 3/15! (Review to come)

Film Festivals:

Boston Underground Film Festival

Boston's fun genre film festival for horror, fantasy and bizarre is back. I've had the pleasure of covering this fest from 2016 to 2019 and returning last year. The fest returns to The Brattle Theatre (Cambridge, MA) from 3/20 to 3/24!

Conventions:

Northeast Comic Con

I've had a blast covering the Northeast Comic Con for years now (read my coverage here) and the Spring 2024 edition returns with guests like Kevin Chapman (who I worked with on Monument Ave), a Growing Pains reunion of Tracey Gold, Jeremy Miller and Julie McCullough, The Go-Go's drummer Gina Schock and more! Convention is at the Boxborough Regency (Boxborough, MA) from 3/8-3/10. (Coverage to come).

Awards Season:

The awards season for the best of 2023 continues on with the Razzie Awards, actually the Worst of 2023 (3/9) and the Academy Awards (3/10).

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currently very into music and listening. i wish it was at all pleasant to be outside, i think i’m going a little crazy. i could be writing in my physical journal… but i’m not! wrote 10 frantic pages about a brother and sister who live in an underground society in their after seeing asteroid city for the second time and i think i’ll be possessed again when i open it and i can’t handle the commitment… (<- not exactly right but pleasing, whatever) hearing carry on read out loud is strange because i forget about rainbow’s obsession with parentheses. seeing a friend i haven’t seen in a while tomorrow (a year? no) and i hope it goes well. getting out of the house will be good for me no matter what. it feels like high school covid era again except i don’t have class and the small amount of work i could be doing makes me sick to my stomach. feeling very anti theatre and pro dropping out of college to sleep for eternity but i think that’s just the 11:45pm talking. i love theatre so much it makes me want to sleep for eternity. not quite it either. goodnight !