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bones-of-a-rabbit · 1 month
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Sun is a serial daydreamer in the Readerbot au. It’s just a fact I don’t make the rules
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pandorapanther · 1 year
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I got an amazing commission from @shandzii and i am absolutely obsessed look at how nice my trio came out! 100/10!
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marriedtobigfoot · 6 months
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My theater kid bullshit has collided with my Teen Wolf obsession and provided me with this scenario, please enjoy:
Stiles is falling behind in one of his English classes. Not because he doesn't understand the material or anything. He understands just fine. But unfortunately, his last two big papers were less than his best and turned in late. Thank you, vengeful witches, for ruining his academic standing. At first, the teacher seems very hesitant to give him any sort of extra credit. That is, until they start working on a Shakespeare unit and Stiles turns out to be kind of a Shakespeare genius. The language just kind of clicks for him. He's always been a talker, and he enjoys the way the rhythm of iambic pentameter flows off the tongue. Plus, he's able to spot all the countless dick jokes and innuendos that seem to fly over everyone else's head.
Knowing that Stiles can read Shakespeare with so much ease, the teacher makes him a deal. He'll grant the extra credit Stiles wants to get him back up to his desired GPA...If Stiles auditions for the production of Hamlet the school is putting on.
He wants to say no, he really doesn't want to add "rehersing for a play" to his list of things to worry about. Lacrosse season ending had him actually looking forward to a bit of extra free time, being part of Hamlet would really dig into that. But he wants the fucking extra credit, so he decides he's going to audition, and tank it. It'll get him at least some of the points he needs, and he won't have to actually be part of the show.
But then auditions come around, and Stiles finds himself shocked by just how BAD half of the students are. The lines aren't that difficult to read, and he knows at least 90% of the students reading them aren't intentionally doing badly. After hearing the monolugue assigned to them be butchered so badly for the 20th time, Stiles ends up forgetting his whole plan to tank his audition. He reads the scene perfectly out of pure spite and respect for the text because it's actually a pretty good monologue when it's done correctly!!
He gets cast as Hamlet. The lead part. So much for having free time.
Cue Stiles working on the play while also dealing with the usual pack business. The shenanigans, the teasing, the potential for ship content. There's so many possibilities with Stiles unintentionally becoming the lead in a Shakespeare play.
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girlscoutbrownies · 5 months
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2apples-tall · 3 months
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Theater au wip
Aziraphale was shocked at Crowley’s temper over a simple mess. He kept his chin up proudly as he herded the class into the hall telling them they had an extended passing time and they shouldn't make him regret it. Aziraphale took one last look at Crowley as he pulled on yellow gloves to clean the mess before walking to his regular classroom and setting up for the next class. 
Crowley secured a mask around his mouth and nose as he approached the mess of liquid and glass. He was aware dimly that he had been unfair to Aziraphale, he clearly had no idea why this was a big deal. But it was, and now Crowley had to fix it. But he ought to apologize. Crowley decided maybe he would this time; if the theater teacher ever stopped looking at him like he was the gum on the bottom of Aziraphale’s perfect loafers. 
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sweetmidnights · 15 days
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WIP Wednesday 3/13/24
Thanks for the tag @itsmaybitheway !! I’m super excited, this is the first time I have ever been tagged to participate!!
I’m currently working on a longfic, enemies-to-lovers AU where Alex and Henry are Romeo and Julie(n) in a community theatre production. I’m hoping to finish before I start posting but I might get excited and start posting it a little sooner.
When Alex caught Henry’s eye, there was something there he couldn’t quite read, a glaze over his features, the corner of his lips pinched. It was that same look on his face that he always seemed to have when Alex was around, that entitled, pretentious, holier-than-thou look that drove Alex crazy. With everyone else, Henry was perfectly fine, kind even. But when it came to Alex, it felt like Henry would rather be anywhere except in his vicinity.
So, when Henry started to fumble over the lines as they tried to read from their sides, Alex had half a mind to let him crash and burn; to let the man who was practically handed this role just like everything else in his life finally be forced into failure. But when he looked at Henry once more, at the way his knuckles were gripping at the paper and the light sheen of sweat gathering on his forehead under the stage lights, Alex softened. He remembered his first audition, he remembered how nervous he had been. He thought about what Henry had said outside the stage door, about how much he respected Rafael and the work of the theater.
He couldn’t let him drown.
“Hey, Raf, can we have a second?” Alex called from the stage, not waiting for a response before stepping closer to Henry. A brief panic flashed over his features as Alex approached but Alex laid a comforting hand on Henry’s arm.
“Alex, I’m so sorry,” Henry started, scrambling for a better grasp on the paper in his hand. The edges were starting to curl from his grip.
“Fox, breathe,” Alex soothed, watching as Henry flipped through several different emotions in the span of a few sections. When his eyebrows recovered from their trip to his hairline, his jaw unclenched and his shoulders slowly relaxed. He took a deep breath, in his nose and out his mouth. Alex flashed him a playful smile, throwing on his best Texas accent and clapping Henry on his shoulder. “Ain’t so bad, huh, sweetheart? You can do this.”
If a shudder ran through Henry, Alex definitely didn’t see it or have any feelings about it. They began again.
I couldn’t decide between this section and the section immediately following, so maybe next time I will post that one :)
Tagging anyone who wants to participate!
No pressure tags: @jenny-from-the-bau @gaelic-symphony @itsmaybitheway
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cryptidghostgirl · 1 year
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Omg <3
Well I’d be obsessed with a fluffy Tyler x reader fic where they both are in jericho’s theater, and they both get the lead roles in a romance play. Through a bunch of rehearsals and stuff they eventually catch feelings 🥰 the play can be whatever you want btw, just preferably a show with a cute romance lol <3
I love this prompt. We're doing and musical of Anastasia.
Once Upon a December (soft!Tyler x Reader)
Pairing: Tyler Galpin x Reader
Warnings: high school au. everybody is in school together. dont worry about it.
Word Count: 1794
Status: Unedited
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Tyler hadn't wanted to audition but, part of the punishment for his acting out meant that he had to start participating in extra curriculars and being an extra in some musical didn't seem so bad. Everything was going to plan, he had auditioned, sang the little song, massively fucked up the dance on purpose, and then, somehow, everything had gone to shit and he had gotten the male lead: Dimitri. Tyler had no idea how it'd happened but now here he was, at the first reading.
The school wasn't a very big one so even if you weren't friends with someone, you still knew who they were. For example, Tyler had never said a word to the girl but when she entered the room and sat in the seat next to him which bore the name tag 'Anastasia' during the first read through of the script, he still knew her name was Y/n L/n.
Tyler had always viewed Y/n as someone a lot more on the reserved side. She was a music kid, always hanging around with the other tortured teenage artists like Xavier Thorpe and Wednesday Addams. However, after only a few rehearsals, Tyler had begun to think that she was perfectly cast.
Anastasia as a character was headstrong, a little snotty, rude at times, and above all a know it all. So was Y/n. She always had to be right, correcting him when he forgot his blocking, whispering notes to him, even going so far as to grab his script right out of his hands and write things in it, muttering about how irritating he was all the while.
Tyler couldn't help but notice that he was the only one she acted this way towards. Sure, he was new to the mostly rotating group of theater kids the school was home to but he couldn't help himself wishing he was welcome to sit with Xavier, Bianca, and Y/n when they were given breaks or that he could even ask Y/n to go over lines with him.
The first time he'd performed his character Dimitri's solo song My Petersburg for the rest of the cast, he could feel her eyes drilling into him. Y/n, the perfectionist, even got yelled at when they were learning their duet In a Crowd of Thousands for not being able to get into character.
"You're supposed to be in love!" the music director had said, frustration evident in his every word, "act like it!"
After their first full run through of the whole show without scripts, the cast had held a party. It had been a Friday so of course there was loud music and too many drinks and even some drugs. Tyler was surprised he'd been invited at all, even more surprised still when Bianca who played the Countess Lily, dragged him off the front porch of whoever's house they were at and forced him to join a circle for truth or dare.
Everyone was drunk, doing stupid things and making too much noise. Ajax who was apparently part of the stage crew, was forced to drink a whole bottle of ketchup. Devina, the Dowager Empress, revealed she had a crush on one of the schools many football players. Xavier had to streak across the backyard. When Tyler got picked, he chose truth and had to admit why he even auditioned in the first place.
Now that it was his turn to ask questions, he turned his hazy gaze directly on Y/n who sat across from him, cheeks flushed and a mostly empty bottle in her hand.
"Y/n." he began, "Truth or dare?"
She turned away from Xavier who she'd been speaking to and looked lazily across at him.
"Truth." she stated after a moment, crossing her arms on the table and leaning forward, "ask me anything Galpin."
"Why do you hate me?" the words had slipped from his mouth before he could stop them.
Y/n looked incredibly taken aback and stayed silent for a moment before hiding her face in her arms.
"it's embarrassing!" she whined and Xavier patted her back as the rest of the cast and crew cheered her on.
"You gotta answer." Bianca laughed, elbowing Y/n who sat back up.
Her cheeks were somehow even redder then they had been before as she made eye contact with Tyler once more.
"I..." she looked away, "The truth is, I didn't audition for Anastasia. I wanted to play Dimitri. I auditioned for him and I didn’t get him but somehow you, who had never been in a single show before and were apparently being forced to be here, you who were trying to sabotage yourself and get ensemble, you Tyler got him. And I got Anastasia. I mean, I’m grateful, I love her character and I grew up watching the movie so it’s definitely cool to get to play her but….”
“why did you want to play Dimitri so badly?” Tyler asked and Y/n looked up at him.
“I answered your truth already Galpin.” she teased, her whole demeanor flipping in a matter of seconds, “my turn now.”
After that night, the pair seemed to have a little more space for one another. There were some kinder words shared and when they had to learn to do their kiss scenes, something the director had saved until the end, they even found a way to laugh about it.
Tyler thought they were just becoming friends at least, until they were all fitted for costumes.
Xavier and he were running lines while Y/n, Bianca, and Devina we’re getting fitted when they heard a shriek.
“do you think everything is okay?” asked Tyler, turning towards the direction the noise had come from.
“It’s just Y/n.” Xavier responded with a chuckle, “She loves getting costumes.”
There was the sound of rushed footsteps and fabric and suddenly, Y/n burst out from backstage. She was wearing a dress of sorts but Tyler couldn’t quite see it due to the way she was holding it up to run.
“guys!!” she squealed before dropping the skirt and spinning, “look what costuming did for me!! it’s an exact replica of her gold dress from the movie!! I don’t know how they swung this but like,, ahhh!! it’s so amazing!!”
It was then that Tyler realized he has never seen Y/n outside of her baggy jeans and tee shirts. He had never been to a show she was in, never seen her in a dress or something tight fitting before, never seen her so happy.
Xavier wolf whistled and Y/n laughed, walking over to them.
“you look great.” Tyler said and he meant it.
He’d never noticed how pretty she was before but here, eyes shining as she fawned over and explained all the detail in her dress, she was gorgeous.
At last it was their opening night. Tyler saw Y/n mouthing the lyrics to My Petersburg from off stage as he sang it. People applauded at the end of every scene. Before he even knew it, they were at their duet.
“I didn’t tell you that.” Tyler said as Dimitri and when Y/n turned to him to say her line:
“You didn’t have to, I remember!”
Tyler saw genuine joy behind her eyes. This was what she loved and having such a passion for something, Tyler realized, was an amazing thing, wasn’t it.
Everyone’s favorite scene and song had been quartet at the ballet.
Tyler had never really thought about the lyrics to that song before but as he sang them that night, something in them resonated with him.
someone holds her safe and warm
someone rescues her from the storm
simple things but ones things clear
it’s fate that brought us here
He and Xavier sang together and Tyler was glad for the stage directions saying he should be looking at Anastasia because he couldn’t take his eyes off Y/n.
They broke off into the four way harmony at the end and he could feel the power radiating off of Y/n as they all came together at the end for the songs final
find a way Anastasia
Tyler couldn’t seem to help it. As the play continued on, he couldn’t help but wish all of it was real. Y/n and he had become friends but that was only friends. Tyler was beginning to realize that maybe he wanted to be more than that.
i didn’t know she matter to me but now i can see she does
conman and princess get their wish and fairytale comes true
He sang, wishing the show to never end because somewhere in his head he knew the truth of it. Tyler knew the way she blushed on stage was just an act, the way she held him, the nervous glances. The kisses even, it was all an act and he knew that.
Three nights later and their final show was almost over. For a high school production of a broadway musical, they had done incredibly.
amazing set, wonderful costuming, stellar performances.
Y/n stood on stage, singing the shows third to final song with a passion Tyler had never heard from her before. It was amazing how much voice she could fit inside her body.
I should be glad I’m where I should be
but nothing is what it was
I didn’t know he mattered to me
but now I can see he does
As she sang, she made eye contact with Tyler from off stage. He thought he was imagining it but, maybe, just maybe, a little part of his brain though, maybe she was feeling the same things he was.
before he knew it Xavier was on stage and Y/n tore her gaze away from Tyler, fear taking over her frame and reminding Tyler once more that it was nothing but a show. He had to admit, she was an incredible actor.
After their final bows and the curtains fall, Tyler was surprised to find Y/n waiting for him backstage.
“hi.” she said nervously.
“hey, you did really well tonight.” Tyler responded.
“I was just wondering…” Y/n seemed so nervous.
Tyler had never seen her nervous before.
“Do you wanna go to the after party. With me I mean?” Tyler asked suddenly and Y/n looked up annoyed.
“Thats what I was gonna ask!” she whined, crossing her arms and looking away.
Tyler smiled.
“why don’t we get changed and head over then.” He said lightly.
“Fine,” Y/n groaned, “just one thing first.”
And she kissed him. It wasn’t for the audience, for rehearsal, for anything except herself and in that moment, Tyler knew: he was in big trouble.
A/N ngl I was really drunk when I wrote this, I am sorry. I will go back in and edit.
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bokettochild · 1 year
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LU Opera AU
Links, Zeldas and other major characters run a moderately successful opera house/musical theater. Some are onstage, others are in the orchestra pit or are working Behind The Scenes (special effects, costuming, etc)
Wars is the headlining diva singer
I love it
I can see Four and Flora as like, the special effects crew, they handle anything and everything that isn't the actors and they're fantastic at it.
Lullaby is their director/the owner of the opera house, and Time is her trusty right hand who also acts as the choreography director and main stunt writer. He doesn't preform, but he runs the actors through their hoops before they can even think of stepping out onto the stage.
I see Wind less as a performer and more like the gopher, and Legend is less an actor and more a jack-of-all-trades. Costume department had a flummox? Call Legend, he'll fix it. One of the props is missing? Legend will find something you can use until that one shows up again. Someone's sick? Get a wig and a dress, Legend will fill in tonight. Just, dude does everything, but never consistently, and never without complaining at least a little.
Warriors would totally be a diva 100%, but he also works hard for it and puts his all into every role. Blood, sweat, and tears, baby, literally. He loves his work and will do whatever it takes to keep his role and status (short of harming someone else of course)
I see Twilight as playing one of two roles, or potentially both. He's the top stunt guy, but he also does the heavy lifting backstage and helps craft the sets with Four. Both are decent actors to boot, so if they need a large cast, both will fill in roles that suit them (Four ends up playing the villain a lot for some reason) as long as someone else can cover their asses in other departments (Flora had lights/sounds covered, no worries)
Wild is that one actor who plays random roles whenever is needed, and he's a comedy genius. My current manager's husband and I were in theater club together and he was brilliant with turning boring moments into comedy gold, and Wild does this 100%. He's best when paired with Fable (they make a good team in SMASH I hear) and they're a brilliant duo, although Legend threatens Wild about his sister a LOT.
Dusk and Artemis are both Warriors' most common co-stars (besides Twilight, Lullaby likes playing up their contrast with each other on stage) and Dusk takes an almost mentorly role with the younger woman. They and Warriors make up the Diva Trio of the group and are the ones who's names pull in teh most money. The only downside is that while Artemis and Wars can both sing, Dusk cannot and it's kinda acting as a road-block in her career.
For this reason, I can see Malon as a music coach Time hired (and is totally not falling in love with, what are you talking about) who kinda just works beside Ravio (their in house prop maker)to get this group of dedicated idiots to take care of themselves. not that Time's sisters and brothers (Saria and the others) don't try, but they don't work there.
Honestly, i'm running out of ideas. But to finish off Sky would be Time's best student. I mean, his sword-fighting and stunts are through the roof (sometimes literally) and he enjoys most of his work. maybe because he has a sword-fighting instructor outside of work (Fi) but that's beside the point.
Hyrule is the new kid who signed on to help Legend and Ravio with props and costumes and stuff, but he's like, really talented and crap and all the teams are trying to poach him from Leg and Rav, despite how fiercely protective of him they are. He's not exactly comfortable with the idea of performing yet, but everyone is trying to have him at least try (were this a story, warriors would try and coach him, end up mysteriously and plot-relevantly sick/injured and Hyrule would have to heroically step up and fill his role because Legend can't for some reason)
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Okay that's all I got, sorry for the dump, but inspiration hit me like a lightning bolt to Legend's boat
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dsash · 8 months
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I am losing nothing. i like this sketchdump so it will be here this is theater au and i hope i will sometime wrtie it translation (Freddie in The Bangkok outfit): Didn't understand you. I'm just standing here smoking. translation (the colorful sketch): [I need to do my work.]
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wait-here · 9 months
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a mile in your shoes Maskenbildner & Balletttänzer AU, misunderstandings, pining, distant work colleagues to friends to lovers
Balletttänzer!Adam, der unabsichtlich immer das Falsche in Visagist!Leos Hörweite sagt - dabei würde er doch nichts lieber tun, als diesen unnahbaren Maskenbildner kennenzulernen.
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Person A is a psychic who goes to a college with a haunted theater, and rarely goes to the plays, but keeps getting harassed by a ghost, Person B, who always watches the plays and bugs Person A to post their reviews of the college’s plays online.
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dgknightblue · 7 months
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RVB fic idea:
Donut is casting characters for Phantom of the Opera for the theater he works at.
Simmons really wanted to be the Phantom but he didn’t get the part as his voice just didn’t go deep enough.
Donut decided on either Tucker or Locus.
Christine is either Donut himself, Caboose, or Kai.
Those are the only names I remember. Sorry.
Anyways, Simmons sulks that he didn’t get a big role because his voice wasn’t right for it. Grif’s voice could be a big role, but he didn’t put in the effort or tried out for it. He’s stuck in the back with Simmons.
Simmons and Grif are backstage with Doc and Carolina. Simmons is an understudy for a minor role and is a background singer. Grif is the phantom’s understudy since it’s decent enough.
Wait. Caboose gets a deep singing voice so he’s the phantom’s other understudy. Tucker got a major role, just not the one he wanted.
Behind the scenes as the production goes (there are problems as they are the reds and blues) Simmons still memorizes everyone’s lines in case they need help. Sarge is in charge or props and costumes.
Of course everyone gets to choose what their costume looks like because there would be too much arguing if any of them were forced to wear an outfit they hated (and weren’t in their colors). Jensen venomously denied wearing a dress because she wanted a suit.
Caboose wanted a dress, and Donut put on a amazing suit.
Sarge for some reason decided to wear a half dress/ half suit to one up everyone even though he wasn’t one of the actors.
Time passes and accidents happen, Simmons still doesn’t get to shine in the end. He gets so frustrated, he would have even accepted being Christine’s friend for a day!
As everyone parties, Simmons is in the bathroom (with an unbroken mirror) crying.
Grif, who had to watch this disaster and trying to keep it from blowing up (bow chica- shut up Tucker), sits with him on the floor and eat cake with tears in it.
“You know you would have hated the attention.”
“I know….I just…. It was important to me. Being the phantom was really important to me…. At least it wasn’t ripped away from me instead of not having it in the first place. It would of hurt more.”
“Why did you want to be the phantom so badly?”
“Back when I was a kid, I was desperate for something to hold on to. I wasn’t… always a man…. And well… even now I feel like a stranger in my body and it’s been years.”
“So you wanted to feel like a man? Are you on a low period right now?”
“It’s not just that, I can’t explain it well but I didn’t tell you guys everything about my accident. The phantom is this mysterious and luring figure that’s shunned a way and disfigured… like me. I honestly never considered acting or music since I was more into science and math, not to mention sports and music were something my father forced me to do.”
“Did you hate it?”
“Oh I hated it, though some things weren’t so bad. I never dared to say anything since I… well I didn’t want to get hit again, but I guess it would have happen either way.”
“Dude.”
“Don’t, you didn’t hear that.”
“Sigh…fine.”
Grif places his hand on Simmons’ for a moment and squeezed. Simmons leaned on his shoulder.
“I’ve always tried to hard and gave everything I had…. But no one wanted it. Wanted me. Too antisocial yet talked way too much… too much personality yet nothing worth talking about…. Always so dull and not good enough.”
“I want you, you know. To be your friend and all.”
“The only person that compulsively cleans up after you no matter what? Of course you want that.”
“No, I mean it. I like being your friend. I think the others like you too.”
“I don’t believe you. Last time I thought I had friends, they humiliated me in public.”
“We aren’t like that, I promise if you asked any one they’d wonder why you were asking because of course you are.”
“Right, and I didn’t slash the breaks of those xssholes cars.”
“Uh….did you really?”
“Yeah, not that hard- I even rewired their radios to broadcast their screaming to everyone else’s radios. Sigh… good times.”
“Bull shxt.”
“No really, one time I was sick of this one girl making fun of me for being a “teacher’s pet”, so I stole her phone and did some shxt. She thought she was haunted and the only way to get rid of it was to cleanse herself by swimming in the river near the park. It was mid winter and cold as fxck, she got sick for weeks.”
“I still don’t believe that.”
“When my ex hit me, I stabbed him like five or was it fourth five? Times. Anyways, he wasn’t getting up so kicked him to check if he was alive. Luckily he was, so I asked one of my aunts to deal with him and I never did find out what happened.”
“….uh….”
“I’m just fxcking with you.”
“Oh thank fxck!”
“I just walked home crying until my cousin drove by and took me to their house. My grandma made me cookies while they dealt with him. Still don’t know what happened, but I only got a letter saying he’s sorry and that I can have his black Porsche.”
“What the fxck? He actually hit you?”
“And kicked me and I’m surprised I made it that far down the road with a limp and blurry eyes. I did get better after spending time with Aunt Trudy on one of her tours around the world.”
Grif frowned at him until he noticed how close Simmons was leaning towards him. He swallowed down a stutter.
“Thanks Grif, for trying to cheer me up.”
“It’s no big deal…”
“Of course it is! I have to pay you back.”
“Nah, it’s fine!”
“I prefer actions over words, so I tend to give gifts like a batch of cookies or pie.”
“Well if you insist, I’m not going to stop you.”
Simmons leans in to give him a sweet kiss on the lips with one of his hands on Grif’s cheek. Grif was too shocked to respond, it was over before he realized it.
“Thank you, I’ll be sure to make you something you’ll enjoy.”
Simmons smile melted him as the burning from the kiss grew and showed on his face.
“Cough… okay…”
Simmons stood up and walked out of the bathroom. He opened the door to see the confusing sight of everyone else in the hall looking like they weren’t suspicious at all.
“Uh… Maine, can you please move?”
Maine moved and Simmons slowly made his way through the hallway looking at everyone. No one met his eyes.
Funny thing is, Simmons didn’t even think about where he kissed Grif. It was a thank you kiss after all. He’s European and has a large, mostly female, clan that smothered him with affection. He was the only baby of his mother and the youngest at the time. They couldn’t be near him, so he still felt lonely.
He missed his big sister, but she’s dead now.
It’s his fault, he shouldn’t have survived.
Anyways that’s it, bye!
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eeveethehyenafrog · 8 months
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Theater AU Bree as Rapunzel's Prince from Into The Woods bc I felt like it ✨ (and because I wanted to try out a new shading method lmao)
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sketch + Toyhouse ⬇
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Deku Mode is Off, Welcome Midoriya Izuku.
Deku Mode Is Off, Welcome Midoriya Izuku. by Nameless Maybe Not
Deku mode shut off when Deku got hit with a truth quirk, wich Will bring out Midoriya Izuku, who was not ready to come out of his brain after his childhood, or the abuse he went through. . . . Izuku felt so different after so many years spent inside his brain, and forcing a secondary personality take control of his body.
Words: 4517, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Characters: U.A. Faculty, Class 1-A, Midoriya Izuku, League of Villains, Sensei | All For One, Nedzu
Relationships: Class 1-A & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku & U.A.'s Big Three, League of Villains & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku & Everyone
Additional Tags: Tired Midoriya Izuku, Sad Midoriya Izuku, Actor Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku Has One for All Quirk, Truth Quirk, Kidnapped Midoriya Izuku, Confusion, Angry Midoriya Izuku, Sensei | All For One is Midoriya Hisashi, Shinsou Hitoshi is in Class 1-A, Mineta Minoru Doesn't Exist, Crack, Chaotic Nedzu, Sadistic Midoriya Izuku, Chaotic Midoriya Izuku, Crazy Midoriya Izuku, Sadistic Nedzu
Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45124243
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puppywritesthings · 9 months
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wip wednesday (on a wednesday!)
hello! here's some looseluxx theater au i promised in the poll
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The dressing room intercom whirred to life, interrupting any more arguing that could have happened. “Living for the conversation, but can you guys go home?” Irene asked, “Because if you guys go home, I get to go home. And sleep.”
“Since when did you sleep?” Luxx pressed the button, responding with a small chorus of laughter.
“I’ll start once you guys leave the dressing rooms. I finished my performance report. Then whoever’s left of my guys can look over dressing rooms and then I can send that out and like I’ve said GO TO BED.”
“Irene going to bed at a reasonable hour… are you gonna start drinking water again too?”
“Leave my Red Bull alone. It’s how I get shit done.”
Upon realizing the time (and how tense the room had gotten since “Anetra just texted me… gotta go.” Marcia quickly grabbed her bags and left the room.  “Do you guys still want Steak and Shake? She has her mom’s van and she can give like… three more people rides.”
“No thanks, I drove.” Isabelle declined.
Loosey rolled her eyes and answered, “My ride just left, so I think I know where I’m going.”
“That’s amazing. Last thing we want is Lea Michele over here busting into show tunes for roles she’s never gonna get!” Luxx quipped back,
All of this fun camaraderie between her seemed to taunt Loosey. She wasn’t an idiot; she knew what her cast mates thought of her. In fact, they had made it clear just a while ago. She was a girl who was in way too over her head, someone who couldn’t face reality if it hit her with a brick. The butt of the joke. It wasn’t too bad being the butt of the joke. She’d get the attention and recognition Ms. Charles or her parents or employers wouldn’t give her, but that was only temporary.
She could only imagine what they’d talk about if she wasn’t there at Steak and Shake. They’d probably start placing bets over what the spring musical would be. Isabelle would suggest they use real poker chips and strong arm Anetra into making a pit stop and grabbing her dad’s set from home. Salina already left and had no plans until she hosted the big cast party at her place. Marcia and Jax would finally admit their feelings to each other. But who knows?
Loosey figured that their collective hatred of her would come up at some point, so she’d might as well go..
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