#theater prop anon

[the-carnival-rabbit]

*The anon comes from the theatre, just running about, looking for materials, before bumping into the rabbit, uttering a single word* t-tall

-Theatre Prop anon

"Oh...hey there..."

*Carnival looked down at you with a soft sound...pretty tall indeed even though he was hunching himself over abit*

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

YOUR VANGUARD VAGGIE IS WONDERFUL I DEFINITELY WANNA USE IT TO WRITE WITH IF THATS OK

do whatever u like, oh anon. everything i post here is for sharing <3

anyway have i mentioned i love that vaggie's weapon is a spear. i love that her weapon is a spear

vaggie is exactly the kinda practical, pragmatic, kill kill kill lady who'd say no thanks to the "cool" weapons like swords (coughcouchlutecouch) and go for something works best with the people around her (group of spears for the win) while helping her specifically (short lady equips weapon with Reach) and that just makes me feeeeeel she'd be not just GOOD at heading into a fight first to assess things and clear the way, but also tactically minded enough (cough cough the manager mindset cough) to sign up for that so she can be SURE it gets done right and

good character weapon choice in media means a lot to me... i love it

LIKE LOOK AT CHARLIE TOO!!! HER WEAPON!!!!!!!

when she's calm she chooses a shield so she can protect and deflect (call out to her emotional issues of not dealing with her own) without causing lethal HARM

but the moment she's pissed and hurt and wants to HURT SOMEONE, she calls up a TRIDENT

you can say "she's a demon princess of hell of course she's have a trident it's iconic traditional shorthand for demon weapon" and YES THAT'S TRUE but also, in real life, tridents WERE used as weapons! Where????

in entertainment. by gladiators. who used fun and unusual weapons and weapon combos as part of putting on a Good Show

meaning theater bi charlie who loves breaking into broadway musical style songs while dancing her way down the streets of hell is, even at her most murder-y and dangerous, is STILL thematically tied to her parents' shared vibe of public performance and entertainment

(lucy boy with his carnival land and lilith with her singing)

and HER weapon isn't a choice of what's easiest to fight with or kill with, oh no. it's intimidation. it's for catching someone's weapon on. it's pinning someone down (so they will LISTEN). it's a PROP

a prop she fully stabbed a guy with but yeah, you know. as it goes

even chaggie's WEAPONS both match AND contrast each other! that's so COOL!!!

both have polearms, one for efficient killing especially in a group, one for NOT killing while usually in a one-on-one fight, they are stabby stabby girlfriends who's characters are sooooooo well matched by their choice of stabby tools lg;;kakgk;gkkfgkd;k;e ARGHHGHGH

I DERAILED THIS REPLY BECAUSE OF THEM. LOVEE THEM

[mysumeow]

Hi! I'm new to this but may I request (and this might be a bit specific) Lyney x male/gn reader(whichever you prefer) who has regenerative powers similarly to Ajin (in which they are basically immortal and fully regenerate once they die) and is pretty reckless because of it, I just imagine Lyney not being able to take their eyes of reader due to them getting into lethal trouble most of the time while adventuring. (Love your work :D, Feel free to ignore if not interested)

──Lyney with a reader who's reckless wherever they go and whatever they do.

WARNINGS ❪ Reader death mentioned, reader gets repeatedly injured (very mild descriptions of it). GN pronouns and body. SUMMARY ❪ Reader has the special ability to regenerate whenever they die. Reader has fun with this power, but it's not as fun for the magician they befriended. WORD COUNT ❪ 698 (bullet point list format) A/N ❪ HI ANON IM SORRY FOR TAKING TOO LONG FOR THIS AAAAAAAAA tbh, i dont know this character :c so i based this drabble (?) only on what you described. I hope the reader was reckless enough alhdsfsalkjfhjkldskjaf

BLANK BLOGS DNI

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The poor magician is constantly on edge because of your recklessness. And you nearly sent him into cardiac arrest the first time he found out about it.

You were Lyney's stagehand, in charge of rope work and inspecting that the props were firmly attached and in place.

Let’s just say you didn’t check that your safety equipment was correctly secured.

Given that your place of focus was up there, at least 20 meters (65.6 feet) away from the wooden floor, when you fell... It was a rather distressing sight.

Lyney felt beyond guilty about what happened, even if it wasn’t his fault. He was both relieved and bewildered when he found out you were fine?

A fall from that height would render anyone with broken bones beyond repair, and you left the hospital on your own? Without needing a wheelchair or anything?! You walked out of there as if nothing had happened.

“Ohhh, right. I forgot to mention that. For some reason, I can’t die.”

You were immortal, and you were confessing that ability like you were talking about the weather.

“But… But I saw you covered in blood and...” He couldn’t finish his sentence; the mere memory caused chilling goosebumps.

He always keeps an eye on you when you’re about to climb the scaffolding.

“You’re going to get yourself into a mess again,” He worried, rushing to your side once he noticed the hook that goes into your gear seemed flimsy. “This needs a replacement,”

“But your show is tomorrow,” You objected. “Besides, if something happens, I’ll regenerate. No biggie,”

“Your ability is unmatched, but it must still hurt a lot when you get into that trouble,” He insisted, removing the swivel snap hook from the gear before you could further object. “The forge sells these items. It won’t take more than a couple of minutes to buy one,”

Unfortunately for a troublemaker like you, sooner rather than later, the magician picked up on your habit of running into situations.

Once, you came back after lunch with concerning burns on your arms.

“Look, I picked up some bulle fruit. They’re fresh. Want some?”

“What happened? Dear archons, those look like second-degree burns?!”

“I ran into some trouble with some dumb gardemeks. I gave them a good beating,” You boasted. “They did sneak behind me and hurt me, but still,”

“If you want to go after them, go ahead with it,” Lynette said, noticing her brother’s anxious face.

You wielded both a vision and a weapon, so he knew you were more than capable of defending yourself, and yet he couldn’t stop going after you to make sure you were alright.

“Lyney!” You greeted him as you were about to go back to the theater. “What’re you doing here? Ah—don't tell me I took too long to return!”

“None of that. Geez, it’s a miracle I found you in one piece,” He sighed and rubbed his temple. “You’re a magnet for trouble wherever you go,”

“C’mon, I can’t be that bad.” You laughed.

He also remembered that time you were adventuring. You know, being cooped in the city could be boring sometimes.

The sibling’s schedules were free for that couple of days and thought it would be a fun experience.

The moment they finished setting up the tents, they noticed you had run off somewhere without them knowing.

“Do you guys think these berries are edible?”

Spoiler: they weren’t…

Often, it’s Lyney bandaging you up.

It was customary for Lyney and Lynette to carry bandages and band-aids with them when they rehearsed their show. It’s not uncommon for blisters to appear on any part of their body after an intense rehearsal or to sprain an ankle occasionally.

Now, having you around, there was even more reason to store them.

Before you could scurry away from him, Lyney called you with a stern voice.

The usual flirty and teasing side of the magician disappears when he catches you trying to hide a cut or a scrape.

“’Tis but a small cut,” You assured, laughing nervously. “O-Ow—!”

The disinfectant stung as he applied it to your jaw. “How did you even—forget it. Knowing you, you were probably careless,” He undid the band-aid's wrap and grabbed your face, preventing you from moving away.

“There you go,” He smiled, pleased with himself, the band-aid in place. “You can go back to work,”

[lamemaster]

The Magician

Request: I feel like it's required for phantom of the opera to be maglor lol! A mask and cloak to hide ears, the light of the Trees,(which could also be why s/o thought of him as an angel!) and his scarred palm. Singing his hauntingly beautiful tragedies into the night, that is where our 'Christine' learned to sing. How very fitting. *Low key inspired by silmapens art of him doing theater*

Pairing(s): Maglor x Reader / (Spoiler) x Reader

Genre: Phantom of the Opera au (hehe)

AN: Fall event yayyyyy~ (Also the way I had half of this thing written before the request is not real. We share the same brain cell anon)

The Shadow, the Wraith—there are many names for the phantom that haunts the halls of Kalis Hala. A sprite whose steps echo at the untimely hours of the night.

Some call him a spirit, others claim he is a man from the East with long, flowing hair, while whispers tell of a doomed elf.

But the theater and its ghost remain inseparable. Entwined in rumors is the Shadow, whose words and music transformed a ramshackle puppet shop into the most esteemed theater in the kingdom.

A legend that holds within it the dreams of hundreds and the tears of thousands. Its backstage hums with the chatter of its artists, its seats brimming with patrons that multiply with each passing day.

Behind the rich, velvety curtains, you stand, clutching a letter. From your confidante, the one whose angelic voice, heard by many, is yet to be linked to a face. The one whose name is engraved on the door of Box Five.

His voice found you in your darkest hour. In the attic of discarded props, you first encountered his mournful notes. And that was how you met him. Ghost to many, the Magician to you.

But tonight, as you prepare to face the crowd for your debut as the lead singer, your heart pounds with uncertainty. In your grasp lies the Magician’s letter—his demands and requirements for tonight’s show.

Your name, written boldly as the lead—a demand that unsettled many. For an unknown nobody from the company to take center stage. Amid the glares and whispers, you murmur his name.

With your eyes closed, you conjure the fleeting image of his flowing black robes of mourning, his nimble fingers wrapped in silken veils, an unchanging presence during your secret meetings. His voice, unlike that of any mortal. His songs that could make you weep, laugh, or slumber at his will.

In the middle of the second act, your eyes find him, and your heart skips a beat.

With renewed fervor, you sing for him, a smile threatening to break across your lips. The rest of the show passes in a blur. As soon as the final note fades, you rush to your changing room, as fast as your feet will carry you.

In the crowded hallway, full of sweaty, euphoric actors, you somehow end up in his arms. You drink in the sight of him as his arms wrap around your waist.

The knight of your dreams.

Tonight, he has decided, tonight will be the night he reveals himself to you—his angel, away from Valinor. The bearer of his songs.

Maglor had watched you perform from the rafters, from the safety of rooms unknown even to the oldest patrons.

Tonight, when the world craves to hold you, he will be the one to claim your time and affection.

And perhaps, in time, you will come to love him—his mask, and beyond. The scars of the Silmaril may yet be healed by the kiss of your lips. You are his salvation.

He waits for you in your changing room, hidden behind the mirror that leads to his secret tunnels. Tonight, you will see him in your reflection.

Barely resisting the urge to claw at his mask, Maglor waits. Any moment now.

From minutes to hours, to the pale sprinkling of dawn, he waits. But you do not come.

His mind races with scenarios—wild, maddening thoughts. Has someone dared lay claim to his prodigy? Did he not make his intentions clear to the patrons?

It isn’t until later that he sees the reason for your absence. The gleaming knight of Rivendell. Once Lord of the House of the Golden Flower—Glorfindel. Seated in the box closest to you, his gaze fixed on you, your careless, fleeting glances in his direction tinkering with your faltering notes.

Your changing room, once overflowing with roses from Maglor, is now invaded by the cheer of the Golden Flower.

With clenched fists, crescent moons imprinted on his palms, Maglor watches as you effortlessly fall into the arms of the golden lord, who tucks back your wayward hair with aching familiarity.

"You must meet him," you prattle cheerfully to the blurred figure of your phantom. "Glorfindel is a friend. A savior. I wouldn't be here—"

Your words die in your throat as an unseen force seizes your lips, silencing you. Panic floods your chest as you look to the Magician. The usual warmth in his presence has been replaced by a chilling cold.

"You skipped four notes tonight," he declares, his voice like ice. "Is this the time for such cheer?" His words echo harshly in the attic.

You stare at him, helpless. It had never crossed your mind that your Magician—the source of your music and song—could wield such cruelty. He had always been your muse, never your fear, despite the rumors that clung to his name.

"Do not succumb to distractions. Stay away from the lordling." His sneer cuts deep, giving you no chance to respond. "Do you understand, my Lark?" he asks, finally releasing the grip he held over your words.

Gasping for air, your gaze meets his, laced with the sting of betrayal. The bond you had so carefully built with the shadow of Kalis Hala now feels fragile, fractured. Beyond the veil, you see him pacing, agitated.

"He is a friend, like you are," you plead, your voice soft. "Glorfindel will cause no harm. He is dear to me." Your words carry the weight of memories—of the time when the elven lord had saved you from the plague that ravaged the village of your birth. "I will not falter again. There will be no err in my music. Not because of him."

"I am the owner of this theater. I am the source of your fame, the music in your words. It would do you well to remember that, my Lark. Do not dismiss my words so willfully." His voice hisses like a venomous snake, fury so intense it feels as though centuries couldn’t contain it.

"Now throw away those jarring yellow flowers and rest for the night," he commands. The rage evaporates, replaced by the familiar tenderness you once knew, leaving you bewildered by the ghost of the opera.

You do not reply. Nor do you offer him reassurance. You will not abandon your friend over an unwarranted tantrum.

That night, you ignore his words for the first time. Leaving the pearls untouched on your dresser, you pull on your shawl and slip into the chilly night, finding yourself on the director’s mare, racing toward the manor on the outskirts of town.

In his arms, you are delightfully human. He can feel the steady rhythm of your heart, and his thumbs trace the warmth of your flushed cheeks. Unbothered by your sweat-slicked brow, Glorfindel presses his forehead gently against yours. "You were marvelous," he whispers, his voice full of elvish delight.

You truly were. Your songs, your voice, the graceful movement of your limbs in perfect sync with the dancers—it was something he would never forget.

Perhaps Lúthien was the fairest elleth to ever walk on Arda, and her dance enchanting enough to lure Beren. But to Glorfindel, you surpassed all legends. He loved you for reasons he couldn’t fully explain.

Why had his reborn heart bound itself to a mere mortal? A woman he had plucked from the very brink of death, whose faint pulse he had nursed back to life.

He loved you because, when everything else in Arda seemed to wither under the corruption of darkness, you lived. You clung to life—and to him.

His thoughts are interrupted by sudden screams. Chaos ripples through the theater, and the sickly sweet smell of death fills the air.

On the stage lies the broken body of a guardsman, crumpled and lifeless. A note is stuffed into his frozen mouth, his face twisted in eternal terror.

Words, elegantly written:

The Elven Lord must return.

The message leaves you pale and trembling in Glorfindel's arms. Your eyes dart around the empty stage, scanning the deserted seats, dread curling at the edges of your mind.

And then as if the familiar sense of dreadful choking returned with the burning gaze of your Magician. His presence- unwavering in the shadows, prowling in on your world.

[foreignswaggersession]

Thank you for your IWTV posts and clearing up misconceptions. Tbh I wouldn't be so annoyed if people weren't constantly determined to do as many bad faith readings as possible when it came to Louis and Armand's relationship. Like of course it was a very flawed and very complicated relationship, we know this! But it's so obvious when a fan is making a post about how it was "completely loveless and devoid of sexual intimacy" solely so their own otp could look better. So many examples that others have already pointed out, including that one take about Louis disliking the first TVD performance, so this means that he hates theater in general and prefers Lestat over Armand (excuse me, what?)

Also more than one person trying to say how loumand had more PDA and not just for Daniel in the Dubai interview. But that this meant "every affectionate gesture between them to ever happen including Paris was just for performance" and was not truly genuine compared to what was with Lestat? Um no shit, Louis and Lestat had more of their love scenes behind closed doors. But also consider the context with how things were in NOLA and Louis having to pose as another person (brother, business partner, etc) because of rumors surrounding him and his lover. How due to racial discrimination he couldn't even get into an opera house without playing Lestat's servant. Then skip forward to the 1940s when he believed he can actually be comfortable doing this openly "Paris was a formative sexual liberation", with him having those casual relationships with other men while cruising. To kissing and being affectionate with Armand in public and not give a damn who is watching or if he's being heckled for it. This isn't even trying to reduce Louis' previous relationships either or say they're less important, more that Louis' comfort with how he expressed his own sexuality and romantic gestures developed over time.

As for Dreamstat... guys he's an extension of Louis' inner thoughts (a complex mixture of emotions before Louis was ready to enter a new relationship), but he wasn't present during loumand sex scenes either... and Louis certainly wasn't having sex with Armand just for Dreamstat to watch??

Despite already knowing what's "endgame" some people still can't allow even a single moment of love, attraction and vulnerability between loumand to just exist without twisting it into something else, or making it actually about Lestat or Daniel while propping up their preferred pairing. good lord, I'm tired of this.

🥰thanks anon! i'm not as familiar with tv fandom so maybe i'm not understanding why people are so resistant to acknowledging louis's attraction to armand (even pre-claudia's murder) when they were together in canon. like in both the show and the book (and not in a future book, devil's minion stans). since when are people not allowed to enjoy different relationships at different times? i think it's silly to ignore or misrepresent whole sections of the plot just to feel like your favorite ship is the more romantic(?) or healthier (😂) ship, i guess? but yeah, recognizing any romance or attraction between louis and armand (especially from louis towards armand) makes some people angry, as though it undermines armand's abuse or any future relationship either party will have.

not much to add to what you said - the majority of fans only care about louis to the extent he cares about lestat, so they focus on dreamstat/lestat scenes in s2 and ignore the many scenes without him. then there are fans that can't let go of their s1 headcanons that conflict with new information from s2 (louis tops sometimes. it's just a fact now. please stop being weird about it.) i also hate the refusal to engage with louis's repeated statements about his changing relationship to his sexuality over time. his sexual preferences are not stuck in 1910, and i don't agree with pathologizing louis topping or having sex with men besides lestat (if you're not into it, just say that, but don't act like there's no evidence for louis enjoying a different sex life in the show).

i'm not a solo shipper and i love thinking about louis so it's not hard for me to imagine louis in multiple relationships (and in various positions 🥵), and lucky for me i get to see that on screen! cause that's what the show is about actually! louis! the titular vampire.

[heavyhitterheaux]

Lightweight

A Ballerina's Tale Fic

AN: Jack is the absolute cutest when it comes to his girlfriend and will always be there for her

Synopsis: Jack tells you that he has to miss opening night and one of the biggest performances of your career. Little do you know he has a surprise for you.

Pairing: Jack Harlow x Dancer!Reader

Requested by: My ❤ anon

A Ballerina's Tale Masterlist

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You had just left the theater after a four hour rehearsal for a series of upcoming shows and you were exhausted. Today was the shortest of all of the days that you had been rehearsing since they were usually eight hours and the only thing you wanted to do was get some food, take a shower, and lay in your king-sized bed. 

Too bad that bed wasn’t going to have your boyfriend in it seeing as he had a demanding career himself and was flying all over the country for multiple appearances, concerts, and award shows.

It had been a few weeks since the two of you saw each other, however, you made it a priority to facetime each other every single day to check on one another and to make sure that everything was okay.

You were in New York, while you think Jack told you he would be in Sweden so there was a little bit of a time difference. 

Six hours to be exact

It was around four in the afternoon so you were doing your best to get home and call Jack since you knew that he needed all the rest that he could get

After taking your shower and ordering your food, you climbed up onto the bed and turned on hulu in the hopes of catching up on Abbott Elementary until you finished eating and then you would call your boyfriend

Except he must have had the same idea because he called you first

And you quickly answered

“Hey pretty girl.”

“Hey, I was just about to call you.” You said while propping yourself on one of your many pillows.

“How did rehearsal go today?” Jack curiously asked before smiling at you.

“It went fine, I’m exhausted but I know that this is going to be worth it. Today was a short day though, only four hours.”

“And how long until opening night?”

“Exactly one week from today. I am so nervous.”

“No reason to be nervous, my baby kills it every time. You are the principal dancer for a reason.”

“I know, but I still get nervous. I just want to do a good job. I have little girls and boys looking up to me now and the last thing that I want to do is disappoint them.”

“Baby, you could never disappoint anyone. Especially me.”

“You are too good to me.” You said while taking a sip of your sparkling water.

“I call it like I see it.”

“But, how are you? Are you sleeping okay?” You asked while taking in his tired eyes. He looked exhausted. 

Just then Jack broke eye contact with you and looked to the left.

“Jackman….”

“Um, not sleeping the best, but I am sleeping….”

“We talked about this.”

“I know, I know. And the time difference doesn’t really help.”

“I can’t wait until you can get an actual break. I worry about you a lot.”

“I know and I don’t want you to worry, I’m okay.”

“You know even with you telling me not to worry, that I’m going to worry, right?”

“I know.”

“So, you’ll be back in a week for opening night right?”

“Um, babe…. I’ve been meaning to talk to you about that.”

“Jack…. You promised.” He could not be serious right now.

“I know, baby, I know. It’s just that my schedule is so tight and something was just added for that day.”

“Okay.” You quietly said and Jack could hear the disappointment in your voice and he immediately felt like shit.

“But it’s not okay, because I know how big this is for you and I….”

“It’s okay. You have a career too and I know how demanding that it can be.”

Jack immediately knew that your mood had changed and you were doing everything to not look at him and focused on your food that was in front of you.

“I promise to make it up to you when I get back.”

“Don’t even worry about it. There will be other shows.”

“Baby…”

“Get some rest, I love you.”

You didn’t even wait for Jack to respond to you and immediately ended the facetime call so that he wouldn’t see the few tears that had now slipped out.

This was one of the most if not the most important performances of your career and the fact that one of your biggest supporters wasn’t going to be there hurt you to no end. 

After wiping away your tears, you finished your food and finished up the last episode that you were watching before putting the leftovers away and going back to your bedroom.

You then noticed how you had a text from Jack.

Jack- I love you so much and like I said, I promise to make it up to you

You- Love you too

By now even though it was barely 8 pm you decided that you needed all of the sleep that you could possibly get. 

There was now only one day left until opening night and all you did was relax for the entire day. It started with breakfast at one of your favorite cafes in the city, a mani-pedi appointment, a hair appointment, tacos for lunch, and now you were taking a walk not too far from your condo in the hopes of clearing your head.

Even though this definitely wasn’t your first time dancing in front of an audience, something about it just felt different.

You don’t know if it was the more complex moves, the fact that you were dancing with individuals who were new to the theater, or the fact that your boyfriend wouldn’t be able to be there.

Either way, you were going to do your best and if that came with making mistakes, you would do better next time.

There was less than 24 hours until you hit the stage so there damn sure wasn’t anything that you could do about it now.

The good thing is that your mom, grandmother, and both of your brothers would be there tomorrow since she was able to get a few days off from work.

Your mom told you all the time how proud she was of you for finally putting yourself first and making your dreams come true despite the circumstances and the hand that you were dealt. 

Their flight would be coming in tomorrow morning and they told you that they would meet you at the theater when it was time for the show to start.

A lot came with being the principal dancer and of course there were people who didn’t think that you deserved to have that title. 

But you did your best to ignore them because you knew that you deserved it and you had worked your ass off in order to make this a reality.

After getting back to your condo, you noticed a missed call from Jack. You had put your phone on DND earlier and probably should have told him, but you just needed a day for yourself.

You immediately called him back and smiled when you saw his blue eyes and curly hair come into view.

“Hi.”

“I thought you were so pissed at me that you were ignoring me.” Jack said and it looked like he was actually a little nervous. 

“My phone was on DND.” You said while shrugging and then proceeded to take your jacket off. 

“You never do that.”

“I just wanted a day to myself without any distractions. I should have told you, sorry about that.”

“You know I would do anything to be there tomorrow, right?”

“I know, you don’t have to tell me. We talked about this, it’s okay.”

“You’re putting on a front right now. Don’t you think I know you better than that?”

All you did was sigh before responding.

“Can we just drop it? I’m already sad enough that you won’t be here so that’s not what I want to think about right now.”

“I do have a surprise for you tomorrow.” 

“Oh?”

“You just have to be patient and wait and see what it is.” 

—

You let out a sigh of relief as soon as the curtain went down separating you from the view of the audience. You and the other dancers congratulated each other on how well the opening night went.

Just two months or so of the show to go.

You made your way backstage and was surprised at who was sitting in your dressing room the minute that you opened the door.

“SERIOUSLY?!”

“Now did you honestly think that I was going to miss my baby’s opening night?” Jack asked as you made your way towards him and he immediately brought you into a hug and kissed your forehead. 

You couldn’t help but to let a few tears slip out as you held onto him tighter.

“You did absolutely amazing and I knew that you had no reason to worry.” Jack said while massaging small circles on your back. 

“I think I held my breath the entire time I was dancing.”

“Babe, if that was the case we would be sitting in the emergency room right now.”

You lightly hit his arm and laughed.

“You know what I mean.”

“Oh, and I almost forgot.” Jack broke away from you to hand you the flowers that he had brought for you and you immediately smiled. 

“Pretty flowers for a pretty girl.”

“I can’t believe you told me you weren’t coming.”

“And I can’t believe that you actually believed me. When have I ever missed opening night for you?” Jack said while sitting down and sliding you onto his lap.

“You haven’t. But you were very convincing.”

“Well, I did say that I had a surprise for you.”

“And did you happen to bring any more surprises with you?” You curiously asked and Jack knew immediately what you were referring to.

“Oh, that’s not a surprise. You knew that you were about to get me in you anyway. How long has it been?”

“Almost a month.”

“Change out of that outfit so we can go back to the condo so you can get this work.”

“Or you can give it to me here.” You said while kissing the side of Jack’s mouth.

“Shit, say less.”

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yournameonpointe: opening night complete 💕

jackharlow: you killed it, just like I knew you would. proud of my baby 💖

kehlani: I'm coming next week! I can't wait

yournameonpointe: thank you my love and thank you for surprising me

jackharlow: yournameonpointe you know I'm always showing up for my girl

druski2funny: yournameonpointe now why in the world did you settle for jackharlow when you could have had me?

lilnasx: here his ass goes 🙄

jackharlow: druski2funny square the fuck up right now

yournameonpointe: druski2funny I have eyes for jackharlow and him only, nice try though

sza: I already know my girl ATE!

yournameonpointe: sza 😭

sza: yournameonpointe you do not give yourself enough credit

urbanwyatt: sza she doesn't, she's amazing at what she does

yournameonpointe: yall are too good to me, I swear

neelamthadhani: yournameonpointe we call it like we see it

saweetie: my girl is the SHIT! Okay Ms. principal dancer!!!

yournameonpointe: the first opening night of many more to come 💖

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[thecarnivorousmuffinmeta]

Which Arrested Development character is most likely to become vampire?

Really, any of them anon.

The question, of course, is how.

I'll stick with Lindsay and Tobias before this post gets ungodly long.

Lindsay

Lindsay meets a very hot guy in a bar. He has a little bit of a weird skin condition, alright, and maybe he's a bit pale, but he's so attractive and better yet is very into Lindsay. Finally, she can have the open relationship she's been trying to have for years.

The vampire in question just wanted to eat her but this is getting weird/somewhat interesting.

Our singleton vampire is without a mate or a coven. Here's a human woman who seems very very into him and not even slightly alarmed as most women are (Lindsay is, but she's working with this and stopping all warning signs).

Add to that that Lindsay clearly wants to get laid and is attractive.

"Alright, I can work with this," our vampire says and decides to give it a go.

Lindsay wakes up three days later profoundly upset at being knocked out, subjected to bizarre plastic surgery, and injected with whatever the hell he put in her system.

Lindsay dumps his ass and goes home.

And proceeds to accidentally eat someone.

Arrested Development somehow continues as normal except there's a running gag of Lindsay eating someone every once in a while and somehow never eating Tobias despite all likelihood that she should.

Tobias

Tobias joins a method acting group in Italy put together by a lovely woman named Heidi that Tobias is most certainly attracted to! (No amount of any of the other travelers explaining to Tobias that this is a sweepstakes vacation gets through to him, even Heidi is very confused, as the Nigerian Prince email she sent him was about a sweepstake.

"I see you're not breaking character!" Tobias informs her with a bright grin.

Lindsay and Maeby did not join him as both realized this was some kind of Nigerian Prince scheme that will end poorly. It doesn't occur to them that Tobias is actually going to get eaten as a part of this.

Well, the day of the big debut happens and they're taken to a citadel in a place called Volterra where they're putting on their performance with an Italian theater troup local to Volterra.

Tobias gets distracted by impressing the secretaries (who he is very attracted to!) and fails to get eaten with the rest of his party. Upon being redirected to the eating room, the Volturi find themselves witness to this strange little man who starts insincerely screaming "oh, the humanity!" at the sight of the dead bodies (thinking these are very genuine props).

They watch in numb amazement as Tobias (realizing he's supposed to be a vampire) starts trying to eat the bodies.

He goes all in.

He also keeps making homosexual Freudian slips as he's "never had his balls so deep inside a man before"

Aro touches the man's hand and to his amazement Tobias genuinely has no idea that they're vampires. He thinks they're method acting.

Aro can't help himself.

This man must become their jester.

He's just too interesting (and this has to be a gift, this must be a gift, Caius look at him, this isn't normal).

Aro quickly regrets this as the turned Tobias says alarming things like "I'd like to bury my face between his crystal ass cheeks if you know what I mean" with little to no context.

Tobias never realizes he's a vampire even when he starts eating people.

He thinks he's that good at acting.

[cosmicpoutine]

although you did break your no tim timeout, the timbern art looks so good!!

...i am in fact a theater kid.

-stephcass anon

i made props for the theater kids back in school... they sucked (props and the kids). but i do respect theater kids, you guys are our strongest soldiers

[punk-rock-quagsire]

Do not go to see the movie Sound of Freedom. It is Q-Anon propaganda.

It is made by a group of Q-Anon fanatics propped up by an explicitly Christian Nationalist distribution company (Angel Studios) that has been bank rolled to get this film in as many theaters as possible. The man (Tim Ballard) and organization (Operation Underground Railroad) it's about are both frauds who have been caught lying about saving people multiple times. Most human trafficking experts say they do more to hurt the cause of preventing human trafficking than to help it. The movie is propaganda for people who believe the world is run by a satanic cabal of pedophiles who kidnap and torture children for their adrenochrome because it gives them immortal life. The lead actor, Jim Caviezel has said this explicitly multiple times in interviews about this very film. It's such a piece of Q-Anon protect the children propaganda that it ends with a plea from Caviezel for viewers to get more people to watch the movie.

Again, this film and the people it's about and the people who made it have done more to hurt the cause of preventing real human trafficking than almost any group in the past few decades.

Do. Not. Go. To. This. Movie.

If you want more in depth information go listen to episode 238 of the Q-Anon Anonymous podcast.

[heliswife]

:) anon is here to make a request that they promise will be shorter than their usual requests! ( again, you can let this one fall to the bottom if you’d like :) ) Could I request Ruikasa with an S/O who’s recently joined the WxS troupe as a prop designer and maker who wants to make a good first impression with the rest of the troupe so they make a huge dragon prop for their next play and Rui and Tsukasa didn’t know about it? Could you include their reaction to it? :) Thank you!! :))

( sorry, I think I failed at making the request smaller lol :’) and thank you for doing my last request so soon! It was amazing, thank you again! :))) )

-:) anon!

This sounds so fun omg! Your requests are really fun to write :) anon! Onto the fic!

Rui and Tsukasa with a prop maker s/o who makes a giant dragon

You wiped off a bead of sweat from your forehead. The giant dragon you've been working on for a week was finally completed. You grinned to yourself, imagining Wonderlands x Showtimes reactions; especially your boyfriends, Rui and Tsukasa. It was behind the stage where you'd moved it, jade green, nine feet tall, and even equipped with a smoke machine in its mouth.

When the rest of your theater troupe arrived, you immediately led them to the dragon.

"Y/N, you really made this?" Nene asked, "It's so... big."

"Mhm!" You grinned, "Took a long time, but I did it!"

"Woah! It's sooo cool!" Emu ran over to the dragon. You looked over at Rui and Tsukasa for their opinions.

"Its really great, y/n," Rui smiled at you, and you smiled back.

"It's amazing! Our star really is the best!" Tsukasa beamed, pulling you in close.

"Y/n..." Nene started. You and tsukasa pulled away and you turned to face Nene, "How is this going to fit on our Wonderstage?"

[befuddled-calico-whump]

Okay wait Benji being a theater kid is still catching up in my mind. What's his favourite musical? Has he performed in any? On a scale of one to ten, how likely is he to burst into a song from memory?

God I hope he's a total loser about it like I am, it's so much fun(my school did Godspell last year and now I can't take any Gospel stories seriously. I need to be put down)

-⌚anon

he'd have a really hard time choosing just one favorite. He loves Wicked, Newsies, and Come From Away, but also has a secret soft spot for Cats (and thinks the live action movie was a crime against humanity)

He's been in a few school musicals, and played Gavroche in a local company's Les Miserables production. Most of the shows his school put on were either cheap to produce, or older shows they already had props and rights for

He went out for Rizzo in Grease in the 8th grade and was slightly grouchy when he got cast as Danny instead (because there were a grand total of 4 boys who auditioned)

He loves singing and will randomly burst into song (Less so with the T$$ crew because he's constantly afraid for his life but he'll get there)

[rottmntsimp]

hello!! i was wondering if i could get a ROTTMNT character match up (when ur free and got the time!!)??

i go by many many online names, but usually i stick with sandra! i'm southeast asian, 5'2, and gender non conforming. i got black hair that's in a medium-length butterfly haircut and i usually dress up in a soft-grunge style (i don't have a specific style in reality, too indecisive for that rip).

i have audhd, and find it hard to open up to people. when i have an interest, it's usually really intense! marine biology, certain video game franchises, tv shows, music, the arts—i'm super passionate about all of them and find myself infodumping if i dont catch myself. i keep to myself the majority of the time, but when i open up to people that i believe i can trust, i'm usually described as energetic and very active!

dancing, singing, playing music, and drawing are my main go-to hobbies. especially music—i know how to play the piano, violin, cello, bass, and guitar! the last two are self-taught, but i got a few years under my belt :D

i'm an esfp, and i love listening to people talk about their passions and their love for whatever it is. i'm dramatic and love doing things for shits and giggles (for the plot yk), but i'm bad at recognising and understanding other people's feelings at times. i'm horrendous at comforting others and i can not read between the lines for the life of me.

so sorry for typing so much!! i wanted to make sure u had good material to work with 🤲

i hope you have a wonderful day evening or night !!!

—🌷 anon <33

Hey Sandra! As you didn't state a preference for your partner, I'm going to assume that either any is fine!

Also genuine question, should I add my taglist on these?

Don't ask how but I can see myself shipping you with April!

💚 - When it comes to dressing up, let's be honest, April could probably rock anything [much like I bet you do!]

💚 - So please for the love of god, let her borrow your clothes. She may not ask for it much, but if you're cool with it she is burrowing herself into your clothes-

💚 - Height-wise, I'd say 5'2" is pretty average, but compared to April, oh boy-

💚 - Her canonical height is 4'8", but let's give her a few inches out of pity, and make her around 5'0"...yeah no she's still short.

💚 - If it takes time for you to open up to people, don't worry! She'll be there, waiting and by your side the whole time.

💚 - As for special interests, if you happen to like a video game she has, she'll definitely let you borrow it. Hell, you guys can play together, maybe even infodump!

💚 - ^^ She'll probably sit there, head propped up in her hand, smiling at you softly.

💚 - Now, as for music, I'm sorry if this is just me projecting, but music players,,,

💚 - Would probably swoon if you ever wrote her a song, or even played for her.

💚 - Would probably ask you to teach her a few things, even if it's just the basics.

💚 - You're both extroverted so expect more outdoorsy dates! Amusement parks, bowling, arcades, whatever your heart desires, it shall get!

💚 - Now, as a fellow ✨THEATER KID✨ if you're demiromantic, aro-spec, or just more of a friends to lovers kinda person, depending on how long you've known each other, and if she can trust you to keep a secret, she might introduce you to Donnie, and maybe even the other turtles.

💚 - Pass the vibe check, please, because if her brothers friends don't like you, I'm sorry but you're gonna have to go-

💚 - Now, if you do vibe with them, especially Donnie, maybe, just maybe, you might get an invite to become an official member of the DPFL [Dorky Pals For Life] club.

💚 - Being unable to comfort April on a bad day might lead to an awkward gap between you two at times, but if you two can talk it out, you'll be just fine!

💚 - As for reading between the lines, if you're unable to read a room, or understand a joke, or just something someone said, she'd got you covered <3

I hope you liked it! <33

[cbrownjc]

what if i told you that I've read all the books and still prefer loumand over lestat. what if i told that not even armand killing claudia with his bare hands wouldn't make me hate him. what if i told you that i will still stan louis for continuing to be with armand even after armand probably kills his child. like i am aware of everything. you would tell me that loustat is endgame. so it's not that you care about louis or claudia or armand or even fans hating assad. you just wish show lestat wasn't already such a pile of garbage and that so far for many fans he's irredeemable. i can promise you the only people that already hate and will definitely hate assad and lash him are white fans. which is going to be so funny for you who thinks you can buy your way into whiteness by keekeeing with white fans against the mostly black and brown loumand fans

Hey Anon, guess what?

I don't care if you've read the books or not. It clearly hasn't stopped you from making incorrect assumptions about people and things or being absolutely toxic about all of this.

I probably read the books and was originally in VC fandom before you were even born. There were only four books published when I joined. I saw the 1994 movie in theaters.

And guess what? People were shipping Louis and Armand back then too. And nobody cared and there wasn't any insane "nice guy" Armand theories or ship wars about to prop it up either. People shipped who they liked and that was that.

Again, because you can't seem to understand or get it: I don't care if you ship Armand and Louis. Many of us don't.

And this is not about that and you know it.

First of all yes, I'll still say Loustat is endgame. Do you know why? Because not only is that how the book series ended, but Rolin Jones - you know, the showrunner - has said it himself as well that the relationship between Louis and Lestat is the heart of the show.

So saying that is just based on feakin' logic, based on actual current available information. Not my personal opinion.

I can sit here and say all day or all night that Harry is going to end up with Hermione one day, but that will never make it true, either via the books or the movie series based on, you know, the actual facts of things as they currently stand.

So until you've got something other than yourself and your personal feelings about all of this to go by? Then yeah I'll keep saying it based on the books and what RJ has said about it all so far.

And he's not on social media. So all of this you're doing? Not only is he not aware of it, but he probably wouldn't care if he found out either.

None of this has anything to do with the damn sipping war, or personal grievance you so seem hell-bent on wanting to start and have with me or anyone else about all of this. Or any slights you continue to keep personally feeling whenever someone says it.

If the books had ended at Blood Canticle, which is where the series did end for a long-ass time BTW, I would have said that book canon endgame couple was Lestat-Rowan - because that is what it was - while the show was changing it to Lestat-Louis because that is what Rolin Jones, you know, again, the showrunner, was saying it was going to be.

Again, it's all called facts and logic. No more, no less.

And I'm going to call BS right now on people like you not attacking Assad. You say that now but I'm very sure the minute he doesn't back your "nice guy Armand" theory in some way or push that something other than Armand and Louis is endgame, you'll turn on him and say not-so-nice things about him. It always happens. And you'll probably call him a sell-out and trying to latch onto whiteness when he does, just like you're trying with me right now (or anyone who dares not to back or support your theories from what I've seen). (And attacking Sam Reid just because you don't like his character still isn't a good look for ya'll BTW.)

This isn't a race or racism thing Anon. No matter how much you'll try and keep saying it is. And because you don't know a thing about me you of course don't know how I've already called out white fans when it comes to Armand and Assad being cast as him just a few days ago. So don't come at me with your weak argument regarding this topic okay?

Because see, if you really want to go on the topic of race about all this, then why this need to erase everything Armand actually is a character now that the person playing him is a POC? Why the need to, pardon the pun, whitewash him?

Is it absolutely impossible for you to see a POC play a problematic character, in a story full of other problematic characters, and still prefer him over another? You say it isn't, that you like Armand from the books despite the things he's done. But yet, here you all are with the theory that Armand is going to be a good guy and whatnot, based on absolutely nothing but your own feelings and opinion.

Is Armand's problematic nature worse to you because he is a POC now? Why this need from you and some others to erase the complexity, and the trauma, that made Armand become who he was to where he did what he did to Claudia, and instead you have this need for him to be an unblemished good guy instead?

Because you damn well know this isn't - and never has been - about you and other shipping Armand and Louis and anyone having a big problem with that. Because if you knew me at all, you'd know that I'm actually very poly about all this - and really like the polyamorous nature of all these vampires in general - and would be just as happy with it ending with a four-character pile that has Louis and Armand in there.

No. This has all, and only ever been, about this "nice guy Armand" theory you and many other keep insisting on trying to make real.

And maybe you should ask yourself why that is.

Because it seems to me you want him to be unproblematic to actually do the very thing you're trying to accuse me of - which is kowtowing to white fans' most awful racist tendencies when it comes to POC who aren't perfect, or unproblematic. (Something especially seen with black people - real and fictional.)

Why is Armand not being as problematic and complex as all the other characters on the show, just like his book counterpart, so important to you? Maybe you should ask yourself that Anon, before you start attacking other people on this okay?

[wistfulweaverwoman]

Can you tell us more about your stage manager gig? And will you do it again in the future?

Yes! Thank you anon!

I’m involved in local community theater, mostly acting. I was just in Laramie Project for the 25th anniversary of Matthew Shepherds death., which was emotionally draining, for obvious reasons. Lots of crying.

The very last show I did I got to learn how to be a stage manager. It was a fairly simple show and I just kept track of blocking, setting props, and resetting scenes. I will definitely be a stage manager again! It was really fun being part of a show without the pressure of learning lines lol.

[rumble-aint-a-rumble-without-me]

I saw that you did stage managing! AND THE CREW KID INSIDE ME GOT SO HAPPY!!! Questions: Do you have to also do lights or is that just our crew? About how many kids are on crew on average? Do you still do it? Do the kids act like crackheads? I know this isn’t about your writing but I’m curious now. - 🇰🇷 anon

Hey! Don't worry, I love talking about crew stuff-

We do have lights! We've got a whole department and I've worked pretty close with them for the past two years to help create lighting plots and cue them during shows!

On average? We've got three/four kids on lights, three kids on sound, four kids on costumes/makeup, five or six kids on props, five or six kids on set design/construction, and roughly seven to ten kids on running crew which is made up predominantly of set and prop kids. So in total? Maybe 20 kids? If we're lucky?

I do still do it! Though recently, I've been considering a position change, but that's a really long story and honestly not worth listening to- but yeah! I do still do crew!

Of course the kids still act crazypants, would it even be a theater crew if we're not comprised of crazy people?

[respectthepetty]

I just wanted you to know that I can no longer watch dramas without noticing the colors✨ and for that I’d like to sincerely thank you it’s enhanced my enjoyment so much!

Anon, I always appreciate people letting me know they view shows differently after reading my posts, but I am merely an observer of the colors and background noise.

The real appreciation should go to the artists who work on these shows to bring us such visually satisfying narratives: cinematographers, prop masters, wardrobe, lighting, the entire art department, scouting and locations, and many more. Without them, there would be no colors, outfits, symbols, reflections, angles, lighting, or barriers for me to write 10,000+ words about each week.

I also encourage every single person who enjoys these shows to support your local arts. I don't want to get too preachy, but if you think what you're watching is nifty, imagine how cool it would be to apply this thinking to your local theater's community play or a youth's art show.

People are putting in work every day to keep our world colorful and visually enjoyable. All I'm doing is writing about it.

Maybe you should try writing about it too!