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- Act two opened with Michael and Rich singing a duet version of A Guy That I’d Kinda Be Into and kissing

- Kaitlyn Carlson trying to give me an anime nosebleed singing Do You Wanna Hang in a tight dress with art of a naked woman on it and draped over Will Roland

- That immediately transitioned into EWM singing the 2015 version of The Pitiful Children directly at me, which was an Experience

- Shoutout to whoever choreographed The Smartphone Hour for people holding microphones

- George Salazar had a very heartfelt speech after Michael in the Bathroom which made me cry, though largely for reasons unrelated to the show

After the show, I asked Eric William Morris if I could get a photo with him (something I’ve been trying to get for six years now) and he said “Of course!” and then the security person told us we couldn’t 😭

If I’d just been farther from them I could’ve gotten away with it too. At least I got to tell Joe Iconis I supported his efforts against slant rhymes, which he was very excited about.

Headed to the anniversary concert for Be More Chill at Two Rivers!

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Intermission notes!!

- Joe Iconis, please never stop wearing purple suits and bouncing adorably at the piano

- We have CENTER center seats. I’m talking the precise middle of the theater at the exact height of Will Roland’s face. I am staring into their souls.

- Rich with long hair is cursed but glorious, and Gerard absolutely devoured the scenery in The SQUIP song

- George Salazar is just. Cartoonishly perfect for this role, as always. He looks like Michael Mell playing George Salazar.

- Lauren Marcus and Jason Sweettooth Williams did Touching My Hand!

- I didn’t know how badly I needed to hear Eric William Morris sing the “Come on, Jeremy, can’t you see…” verse of Be More Chill Part 1 until right before he did it.

- EWM in general is phenomenal and so odd as the SQUIP. I don’t really go here anymore so I’ll skip the analysis, but suffice to say he’s very robotic and unnerving yet somehow also endearing. He messed up a line in Be More Chill Part 2 and then stared directly into Will’s eyes as the latter struggled not to laugh.

- EWM told the weed cake story, Gerard talked about George rolling his ankle and having to hobble around, and Kaitlyn Carlson played a bit of a voice memo from 2015 with the performance skill of a standup comedian

- It’s so fun hearing the cast tell stories about things like the Broadway blackout and remembering following along with them at the time. I remember the joke the fandom had that evening about Joe Iconis on a bicycle behind the theater singlehandedly powering the show

- “Jason Tam wanted to be here, but I locked him in my basement” — EWM

- Morgan Siobhan Green is playing Christine and she’s such a dork; she plays up how immature and silly Christine is and it works very well

Further updates to follow later!

Headed to the anniversary concert for Be More Chill at Two Rivers!

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Headed to the anniversary concert for Be More Chill at Two Rivers!

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me: oh, you poor, twisted fool. don’t you see? in your malice, your greed, and your heartache, you’ve become the very thing you sought to destroy in the first place!

hero: *shrugging* happens

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Couple + Sibling/relative third wheel is honestly an S-tier trio dynamic and I wish we saw more of this in media.

"You are my soulmate. We are forged together by battle and tears and love. Also my brother's coming along."

"Yo."

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Vi justifying her attraction to Jinx because it's not like she's *really* her sister anymore, right?

Powder is gone, and Jinx was never her sister, so it's fine, it's just Jinx that makes her skin burn with every touch, it's just Jinx's face that she sees when she's touching herself, it's just Jinx that she's thrusting into with three fingers, not Powder, not her sister, never her sister.

Meanwhile Jinx is getting fucked into oblivion and just chanting Vi's name like a prayer, so grateful her big sister is back and taking such good care of her.

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I've been shipping these two for years and this is my first art of them.

I've only recently found these images, and this makes my Chandean brain itch

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From tomat820213 on Twitter

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17 years into a commited loving and sexual relationship with your sister finally coming to the realisation that she might actually be serious and not joking

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STEP ONE of treating that stab wound I gave you is letting me tonguefuck it

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AHHHHH you guys r giving my vj edit so much love so I’ll leave this au vipow one i made for those who haven’t seen it already <3

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The universe where Powder-dies-in-the-explosion Vi meets Pauwder from S2 E7. I'm gagging thinking about how fucking weird and touchy they'd be with each other. Two of THE most besotted, longing-for-my-sister ass bitches. Jinx looking at them and then over to canon Vi like "This could be us but you're playing".

Could you imagine that meeting though, Vi engineering and or stumbling upon the Z drive tech and getting thrown in Pauwders universe. Powder is cleaning up her space on the fan blades after Ekko had gone back to the canon timeline. She debriefs with her Ekko and eventually they split for the night after everything goes down.

She's taking her own time, going over everything that happened, thinking back on moments with the hextech, Heimerdinger, Ekko and finally on Vi. Her tender, strong face eternalized from another world across the wall where Ekko had painted her. Her heart is hurting, knowing she can't reach that Vi. It wouldn't be right to the Powder that needed her Vi in another world. Or Jinx from what Ekko had vaguely alluded to.

She's straightening up some of her sketchbooks and spare parts that had been scattered when the hair on the back of her neck starts to fizzle and stand on end. Her feet are moving before her mind fits the pieces together. She knows this feeling, she had just experienced it hours ago. That can't be right. Before her very eyes opens up a speck in space, hard to focus on and no bigger than the head of a pin.

It stays suspended in space for all of 6 seconds before it explodes in that same, uncomfortable and unnatural conglomeration of spaces that destroy and create themselves in eternity. And suddenly, like that moment before the rain hits a leaf to scatter into a hundred little micro drops, there is Vi. She's perfect, beautiful and alive. Then there are hundreds of her splintering off of the central one, all slightly different, some she notices, look just like hers did. Exactly like hers did in her arms that day, some of them are still in her arms as she gazes swiftly past them.

Powder feels like she could stare at this nonexistent bundle of endless realities until her heart gave out. If only she could see every iteration of her sister, if only she could reach out and grab one of them, any of them. But she doesn't have to, as suddenly as it all started, the momentum changes and stops expanding. A still image of all of them for all but a moment until it all starts to wind itself back at a rapid pace until it stops even more jarringly on a different Vi.

Different than all of the ones she had seen before because this one was staring right at her. She was staring with unshed tears at the corners of her eyes with the most heart wrenching look on her face. Like seeing Powder was making her just as much as it was breaking her apart.

Finally, the rain drop hits the leaf with a single clear ringing note and shatters into its parts, those parts settle and all becomes still. Each detail of the not quite-her-sister Vi becomes clearer and crisper until she's shocked out of her trance by the sound of her boot hitting the metal surface of the fan blade. A flash of light, everything, and then nothing as the portal closes in on itself and disappears with not so much as a single spark. Powder is glad she wont have to restart her cleaning attempt, glad that whoever this Vi is wouldn't meet the same fate of her own Vi the first step she took towards her.

Powder's feet had helpfully hidden her halfway behind a bent, warped metal I-beam she was currently peaking out from. She's staring at what's right in front of her but can't quite believe it, in spite of the fact that Vi is now clearly very, painfully real. Vi is staring right back at her, hadn't moved her eyes from her the second she came into focus in the rift.

Neither say anything, long enough for Vi's legs to start shaking as they give out from under her. She catches herself with her hands on the way down.

"Vi!"

It prompts Powder's brain to kick back into gear as she weaves around the debris on her way to Vi. She hesitates all of a second before she drops to her knees and moves her hands all over Vi. Her arms, her shoulders, in her hair, and finally ending their journey cupping her face.

"Vi? Are you ok? Are you...are you real?" She runs her thumb along her cheek, her cheek she's noticing lacks a memorable "VI" tattoo.

"Oh... Powder." She says it like a prayer, hushed and reverent. She says it like she can barely get her name out.

"Powder...Powder yes. Yes I'm real. It's me and you're here. Are you really here?" Vi says her name because she can, because she doesn't believe it yet but needs it more than anything. Vi moves her hands to mimic what Powder had just done, feeling along Powder's upper body, through her hair and around her face to confirm the same thing. Real, here, solid and alive. Her thumb moves across her cheek to catch and wipe away a tear Powder hadn't realized she'd made.

Powder laughs a little bit, she can't help it because it feels like she isn't real, like she isn't here. It feels like there isn't any way in a million different possibilities she could be this lucky.

"I'm really here too Vi." She chokes up a little, she's been through so much this week.

"Vi...oh Violet." Powder finally gives in and tackles Vi in a full body hug as she starts to cry. Strong, warm arms wrap around her fiercely and tightly as they both fall backwards with the momentum. Powder's arms are wrapped up and around Vis shoulders as she burrows her face into Vi's neck. Vi has her wrapped so tightly with one arm around her back, one hand craddling her head, and her legs framing her hips. She's got her own face pressed into Powders hair, nuzzling her while she takes in her scent.

Powder can barely move with how tightly she's being held and she thinks to herself, she could die here. She missed Vi so, so much.

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art by Sam Yang

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idk how you couldn't ship Vi and Jinx after that moment when Vi was like delirious/unconscious and she's hallucinating Jinx fucking blowing so gently and sexily into her ear like yeah for sure man, that's normal sibling behavior and you aren't obsessed and yearning for each other kappachungusdeluxemaximus

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Heathers 2025 review: Not gay enough

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went through my drafts and realized i basically have three of the same post, felt like i should let them loose 😭

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Hook, Line, Sinker art gallery, part 2!

Hook, Line, Sinker art gallery, part 2!

These are drawings done by some talented pals. The first three are by @curious-vexation. the second-last one is by an anonymous friend, and the last one is by @blobbyvoydsblog. Thank you!

Part 1 - Part 3 - Part 4

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