#when i had saved this to my drafts i got scared shitless in case it didn't save

[buryme-atmakeoutdawn]

I had this thought before I started getting into RTC and I watched a production of it last night and the idea resurfaced so here are my thoughts about it,

When I first watched it I thought in this hypothetical au Annie would be a good Ocean, as they both heavily care about their academic record (didn't Annie like drug the study group for their anthropology finale(???) and Ocean talks abt her academics alot and uses it as "proof" for why she should be chosen) also this doesn't matter but in the most well-know rtc production ( the one with Emily rohm I believe as Jane Doe and Tiffany Trateau as Ocean I believe (?)

(this one)

Ocean and Annie do sound kinda similar (it's not relevant but thought it should be included)

My next thought was to have Abed in a Ricky type role as Ricky's title before his song, his "The most imaginative boy in town",

And Abed shown to be imaginative ((maybe not in the best way as evidence by geothermal escapism and Virtual System Analysis (the dreamatorium ep) but also with his movies as while yes they are typically documentaries he does get creative with them ( Jesus Abed ))

So I guess it wouldn't be too out of the question for him to have his song be about sexy cat women from Zolar ( as shown in 'For a few more paitballs')

The next is kinda less clear but bear with me,

So out of all the study group Annie/Ocean & Abed/Ricky is the most obvious I think the next character would be Pierce as Karnak (( idk what rtc fandom thinks of Karnak but either way I like him and feel bad for him)feelings on Pierce are less clear)

Considering the fact in the musical, Karank states Virgil as his executor as they both die at the end,

Considering this and how eventually Ricky leaves the competition, I feel rather than have abed leave it would make sense for it to be Troy, considering in the show because of Pierce he leaves (he would still be there just leave the competition like rtc)

I think Jeff as a Mischa as he tries to portray the 'tough cool guy' persona however it's just a persona, kinda like how Mischa is seen as angry -and he is don't get me wrong- but he's not just angry, kinda like how Jeff isn't just some 'cool suave guy who is never uncool' so I think there could be some great parallels to that.

I also think rather than 'Whoever gets chosen is brought back from the dead' could be replaced with something more meta,

Such as: 'whoever gets the most votes gets their character saved' something along those lines as while it's Jane Doe who gets brought back, no one from the study group is similar to her so to rework it, whoever gets chosen actually gets the chance to not be assassinated (character-wise)

So this could be either Shirley or Britta, both women in the show who have either had their character ruined or just never written well in the first place.

How this would work out I'm not sure, but this is just a rough idea if I do continue this idea.

Troy, Noel and Constance are a bit more confusing,

If we were to have Troy as Noel rather than the french prostitute thing, following "The most romantic boy in town" it could be him fantasizing about some dream ideal life (I'm not a big trobed shipper, however I think it might ever so slightly incorporated as Troy , trying to follow Jeff, so he acts all "manly" this could tie into either internalised homophobia or just repressing his actual personality to fit in w the 'cool' crowd)

So I think overall he works better as Constance as at the end of the musical, she says "there's nothing wrong with being the nicest girl in town"

I think that could work well for Troy as when we first see him, it's the 'cool jock' persona he has but he eventually grows comfortable being his nerdy self,

For Noel ultimately I think Shirley is gonna have his role ( would've preferred her as Jane but oh well)

As Noel imagines as life he will never have (Monique Gibeau, in post-war France) this could work well for Shirley as she imagines a life where maybe she didn't marry André, and doesn't need to worry about just being a mom and wife (while Shirley does love her kids I'm not sure if it's said she wanted to be a mother might just not bring up her kids as it's a kinda complex subject matter)

This would leave Britta as Jane Doe which could work really well I think, as if we're following my meta concept, and how in the musical Jane doesn't really know how to act in a way ( constantly freaks everyone out by behaviour she views as" normal ") change this to Britta having a sort of identity crisis ( work in being revived from character assassination and actually be well written) is something I could see working out in a great way.

A rtc community au I feel would slap idk tho

[t-lostinworlds]

Blurb #4: Scaredy Spidey (T.H.)

a/n: this idea has been sitting in my drafts since the first time i found out that Tom is actually scared of spiders...so along time ago asdfghjkl and just got around to finishing it a few weeks ago. i don’t mind spiders and have handled quite a few but anyway, hope you enjoy this one <3

pairing: tom holland x female!reader summary: There's a big spider on the bed and Tom is scared shitless to go near it so you're the one who has to get it out. He livestreams the whole thing for fun, so, you also chase him with it for fun. warnings: fluffy funny stuff, a spider, a person who’s scared of spiders, and a person who’s not. word count: 1.3k+

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"Shit!"

You hear your boyfriend scream, followed by thundering footsteps down the stairs that had you off the couch and on your feet in seconds.

"Tom? Are you alright?" you called out as you peeked in the hallway, the lad mentioned coming into view not long after. Your confusion and concern only heightened when Tom went to latch onto you immediately. His strong arms wrapped around your body, face buried on the crook of your neck as he lets out a soft groan of dismay. "What's up bubba?" you asked, rubbing his back comfortingly.

"There's a spider on the bed, like a really, really big spider," Tom muttered, pulling away to look at you with an adorable pout. You couldn't stop the laugh that's escaped your lips, Tom's pout turning more prominent as he looked at you with a look of utter betrayal on his face.

"Don't make fun," he whined.

"I'm not! I'm laughing because you're just too damn adorable when you're scared," you giggled, giving his jutted out lip a kiss. "And I thought you had broken a foot or something with how you screamed. You had me worried you goof, turns out it's just a spider."

"A very big spider," Tom corrected.

You shook your head with a playful roll of your eyes. "Okay, okay, let's get that very big spider out then."

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Once in the bedroom, you shot Tom a pointed look after you had laid eyes on the creature that was staying still on his side of the bed. The spider was barely even the size of your palm and here you were expecting something really big. You should've known though since Tom likes to exaggerate sometimes.

"It's big for me!" he defended, both hands up in surrender.

You shook your head at him with a sigh. "Go get me a clear cup and a piece of paper. I'll keep an eye on it."

Tom nodded at that, leaving the bedroom in a jiffy and coming back not long after, the cup and paper on one hand while he had his phone on the other. "Hey guys, so, there's this really big spider on the bed—"

"Average-sized spider," you corrected, Tom rolling his eyes with a scoff before he flipped the camera so he could show the spider to the people.

"Big? Average? You guys decide," he said before turning the camera towards you. "But the lovely and amazing Y/N is here to save the day as always"—you waved at the camera before Tom turned it back on himself—"and I thought it'd be funny to do a live in case something happens also known as me dying."

You rolled your eyes at your overreacting boyfriend. "Can you hand me the stuff please before it gets away?" you pointed out, Tom chuckling as he made his way over to you. Once he gave you the things you asked for, you went over to where the spider was sat, getting ready to cover it with the cup. As you got closer—

"Oh my god it's going to get away!" Tom yelled the moment the spider moved in the slightest, already by the door in an instant with both hands holding his phone that was still aimed at you.

"You're not helping!" You jumped at the sudden shrill of his voice. "And you're just exposing yourself, you dork," you added with a laugh, referring to the live.

"Sorry! Sorry," he chuckled, placing a finger over his lip to silence himself. "Everyone already knows how I hate spiders. So, I'm not really exposing anything aside from who's the braver one in this house."

You successfully caught the spider after a minute or two—with Tom letting out noises every time it moves—sliding the paper under the cup to seal it before flipping it over, your palm flat against the opening with the paper in between. "You're still filming?" you asked, eyeing the tiny creature inside the cup before you met your boyfriend's gaze.

"Yeah..." Tom trailed off, lowering the phone slightly as he narrowed his eyes at you. You grinned, sauntering towards him with the cup containing the spider. Tom slowly backed away once he saw the mischief in your eyes. "Darling, don't you even dare—no!" he shrieked as he ran full sprint and out of the bedroom with you hot on his tail, your laughter echoing around the house along with the sounds Tom was making, which was somewhat a hybrid between a scream and a laugh.

"You're supposed to be the superhero in this house!" you joked, slowly going down the stairs before taking on a dash again to catch up with your boyfriend. He's quite a runner that lad.

"We've already established that I'm a fraud when it comes to spiders a long time ago!" he yelled back, phone still in hand as he tries his best to document the whole thing all while running like his life depended on it.

His fans are going to have a field day with this content.

You shook your head with a hearty laugh as you kept at him, Tom finding his way into the living room and behind the couch, taking one of the pillows on hand and getting ready to aim at you.

"No, don't throw that pillow!" you warned, shooting Tom a playful glare with giggles still coming out of you. "It's going to make me drop the cup and we're going to have a harder time finding it when it runs away."

"Just get it out please sweetheart?" Tom asked—more like begged—with the most adorable puppy dog eyes he can muster, pout back on his lips as he tilted his head to the side adorably.

"Okay, okay, I'm going." You shook your head with a giggle, seeing Tom turn his phone off before you turned towards the backyard door and sliding it open. "I'm so sorry for that bumpy ride little guy or girl," you said to the tiny creature, before letting the spider out of the cup and onto the nearby bush.

"Babe?" Tom called out once the door opened and you slipped back inside. "Is it gone?" he asked from his place in the kitchen as he hid behind the counter, completely at the ready in case you suddenly chase him with it again.

You can't help but laugh at his cuteness, showing him both your hands to prove that it was empty. Although he saw that it was, in fact, empty, Tom stayed put and looked at you skeptically.

"Tom, it's gone. I promise," you laughed, walking over to him with both palms open. "Come here bub."

Tom finally went over to you with a sigh of relief, wrapping his arms around your form before he dipped his head for a sweet, loving kiss. "Thank you for being my hero," Tom hummed against your lips. "Even though you quickly turned into a villain," he added, earning a sweet laugh from you.

Keeping him distracted with your kisses, you crawled your fingers discreetly under his shirt with a smirk, Tom pulling away abruptly at the sudden tickle expecting that it was the spider. You let out another laugh at that, the lad burying his face on the crook of your neck as he tightened his arms around you.

"Darling," he groaned against your skin, giving it soft kisses in the process despite his slight annoyance.

"I'll stop," you giggled, turning your head to give his crown a loving peck. "I'll stop."

You tease him about it but you don't go to the point of belittling his fear or making him feel weak for having said fear. A fear is a fear after all, no matter how small or big, rational or irrational it is. You adore Tom with all your heart, imperfection, flaws, and his fear of spiders included.

"I love you, you wuss."

"I love you too, you meanie."

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