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//I haven’t forgotten about Lainey, just been busy. I’ll get to my drafts soon. Thank you for your patience.

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Headcanon

Lainey Gray’s birthday is May 17th

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Reblog this if I have permission to come into your askbox IC at any point if my muse has a question for yours.

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PLOTTING CALL! like this if you’d be interested in plotting something for our characters? totally open to crossovers and ocs too.

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SHIPPING CALL! like if you’d be interested in discussing a ship? totally open to crossovers and ocs too.

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STARTER CALL like for a starter

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@toughlittleguy - continued from here.

        Lainey appreciated his concern, she really did. But she didn’t want to cause any trouble for him or anyone else. “Morris being a bully to me is a daily occurrence and I wouldn’t want to bother you every day about it.” Usually Morris would shove her into the lockers or even lock her inside one so she would have to scream and scream until someone heard her and could get her out. 

        “Don’t, Crutchie,” she told him, “I don’t know Jack... and I wouldn’t want someone getting in Morris’ face because of me anyway. This Jack could get it worse than I did.”

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toughlittleguy:

“Ya got a fathah? An’ you’re in ‘ere?” Crutchie’s eyebrows shoot up in surprise. Though, he debates, he doesn’t really know if any of the other kids in here are orphans or not. “Didja ever go t’ school?” Hadn’t he heard Davey or Les say something about going to school? How weird would it be if this Lainey was Davey and Les’ sister…no, that was ridiculous! He shook away that thought as soon as it popped up, smiling at himself for thinking such a thing. Not every kid who went to school was related.

“Scotland, huh?” he asks then, suddenly interrupted by his own yawn. He had forgotten how late it was – had even forgotten his pain because of the conversation. He supposed that was for the better.

            “My father...He can’t leave the apartment anymore. He got hurt really bad at work and has a hard enough time getting around where we live and that’s on the fourth floor. Stairs are not his friends.” 

She nodded when asked about school. She didn’t like going to school but she had good memories from when she did, if only because of her mother. “Yeah, I did. When my mother was alive. After she died, I started working. I’d rather be sellin’ papes than being yelled at by a teacher for some stupid reason.” She rolled her eyes, an action that didn’t cause pain for her.

“Yeah, I’ve never been but I hear nice things. It’s really green and people all have red hair like me.” She laughed slightly. Yawning is infectious, if one person does it, another is bound to. So after his yawn, she yawned too. “Well, we better get some sleep. ...well, try to in this place.” 

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//drafts are getting done here later. sorry for the delay!!!

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If you´re a Broadway/musical based rper

Feel free to reblog this post so you can be added to the masterlist of your fandom. Please write your character and your fandom in the tags so it´ll be easier for me to add you to the right list!

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//I made a Pinterest board for Lainey, if y’all wanna check it out.

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//Yes, Pasek and Paul said some really nice things that need to be said in this day and age. But sentiment aside, I’m actually really upset LMM lost his MacPEGOT (he’s got that genius grant so it’s Mac). “How Far I’ll Go” actually keeps me going (I deal with severe depression and anxiety (I maybe hyper sensitive, which is a thing I recently found out about)...and I’m still in theatre, go figure) so I REALLY would have loved to see it win. Also, didn’t Auli’i do a beautiful job performing it? <3 I’ve spiritually adopted her as my little sister and I’m so stinking proud of her.

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How I deal with sometimes severe depression:

Newsies.

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SHIPPING CALL! like if you’d be interested in discussing a ship? totally open to crossovers and ocs too.

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STARTER CALL like for a starter

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Jeremy Jordan’s dance moves during the bows reblog if you agree

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secret relationship starters

Feel free to alter to fit muses.

“I am not ready for them to find out about us!”

“It’s cool, [name] promised to cover for me.”

“My roommate’s out of town. Want to stay the weekend?”

“We’ve got to stop being so careless.”

“Look, if we get found out, I could get fired!”

“It’s hard to believe you actually care about me when you’re so hellbent on keeping this from all your friends.”

“I can’t tell them! Do you have any idea how they’d react?”

“Jesus, with all this sneaking around, it’s like being closeted all over again.”

“We have to tell them sooner or later.”

“Let’s tell them the truth. Tonight.”

“I’m only dating [name] as a cover. You’re still my baby.”

“[Name] agreed to ‘date’ me until we’re ready to tell everyone.”

“Are you ashamed of me?”

“I spent two hours hiding underneath your bed until they left!”

“Shit! Someone’s coming! Get in the closet, get in the closet!”

“Let’s just tell them! What’s the worst that could happen?”

“No one can know about us.”

“Let’s just keep this between us for now, okay?”

“People wouldn’t like it if they knew, you know that.”

“I’m not ashamed of you, I’m just not ready to tell anyone yet.”

“You still haven’t told your parents about us? But you promised!”

“It’s kind of fun, having a secret.”

“Let’s go out of town. Somewhere where nobody knows us.”

“Yeah, so… I may have accidentally told [name] about us…”

“I don’t care what you do, just get [name] to promise to keep quiet. Pay them if you have to.”

“I’m tired of being your dirty little secret!”

“Once I break up with [name], then we tell people.”

“But you’re going to divorce them soon, right?”

“This isn’t a relationship! Relationships don’t involve one party climbing down a fire escape because the other is too ashamed to admit they’re dating them!”

“Okay, fine, but can I at least tell [name]?”

“If I don’t tell someone, I’m going to go crazy!”

“Shhh, be quiet. Remember, someone’s still downstairs…”

“Fuck it. Let’s get a motel.”

“Either we’re open about this, or I’m ending it.”

“When I said I liked you, I didn’t expect to be sneaking around all the time.”

“I can’t do this anymore.”

“Why haven’t you told your friends about me? Is it because I’m not as well-off as you are?”

“This was fun at first, but the novelty’s worn off.”

“It just feels really shitty, to be the secret boyfriend/girlfriend.”

“Look, either we date secretly, or we don’t date at all.”

“I’m not supposed to be dating, period!”

“If my parents found out about us, they’d go ballistic.”

“Just one more year until I’m out from under their roof and I can date whoever the hell I want.”

“Dating in secret never works out.”

“Where are we even supposed to go for our dates?”

“Just once, I’d like us to go on a date that didn’t end in us having to get a motel room out of town because we don’t want to get caught.”