#the other palace falsettos

[jackdoesstuff]

I JUST WATCHED THE UK FALSETTOS BOOTLEG. I WILL NEVER RECOVER IT'S 3AM AND I'M FUCKING SOBBING LIKE A BABY LORD HELP ME

[sasha-whos-askin-racket]

I think without a doubt the funniest part of the hairline joke in West End Falsettos, specifically with Marvin making such a big deal out of it (“Oh Whizzer, it’s got bigger!”) is the fact that when the run started, Oliver had been 30 for less than a month. Like, he was 29 during the rehearsal period. He was. In his 20s. Up until something ridiculous like two and a half weeks before the show opened. Meanwhile Daniel was coming up on 41 and actually balding. 

[bestmusicalworldcup]

The Lightning Thief will premiere in London's The Other Palace (also home to the London debuts of Heathers, Be More Chill, Falsettos, and Amélie) this fall, with performances lasting from November 23 through February 2, 2025.

The musical features a book by Joe Tracz and music & lyrics by Rob Rokicki.

This staging will be directed by Lizzi Gee, making her directorial debut.

[liljakonvalj]

I watched the Great Mouse Detective tonight and as someone who loves this movie, here's some of my thoughts:

First of all and this cannot be overstated: Best. Sherlock. Holmes. Adaptation.

I was today years old when i discovered that Olivia and her dad are Scottish (which explains her father talking about catching a train at the end of the movie)

(I grew up with the swedish vhs and watched it in english for the first time today. in swedish none of the character's have any particular dialect )

The aesthetic of Victorian human London but with mice having a miniature society mirroring it?? Love that!!

Despite Basil being the titular character and being the main character in so far that he's the one going on a personal journey and change through the movie- Dawson is the POV character for most of the movie which I find interesting

The transitions when Basil tells them about Ratigan and then showing the audience what he's up to and then back to Basil's apartment are stellar

All the songs are sung in universe - I think this is the only disney movie to do this??

And two of them sung by the villain?! Outstanding move

(It should be mentioned that the remaining song was sung by sexy, stripper mice in a bar)

The heroes drink alcohol, get drugged, enjoy a strip tease and accidentaly causes a bar fight all in the same scene

Yes, the toy store was both entrancing and scary to me as a child. The first doll they see when they enter? That doll whose face smashes and nearly kills Basil and Watson? The toys from which Fidget steals the mechanics? All super terrifying

Ratigan is the only character to have a human-like five-fingered hand, all the others have standard animated four-fingered hands

Ratigan mention a that he thought basil would be 15 minutes quicker to find his lair - which he uses to taunt his enemy but it also means he cannot be there to observe his machine killing his captives. That gives them the opportunity to escape unseen. If Basil and Dawson hadn't been late they probably wouldn't have survived, just saying

The clock tower sequence!! I actually clapped when it started

The cogwheels were computer animated while the mice were drawn by hand - which makes for a really dynamic moving camera

(The man who talked about this in the extras were so enthusiastic about this. Love that for him)

Speaking of moving camera - I greatly enjoyed the camera movement when Rattigan jumped over the citizens to reach the balcony with Olivia and the bat after his plan had been foiled at Buckingham palace. It was really fluent and full of angles

Back to the clocktower: when Ratigan snaps and you can see the angry pen strokes?? They simply don't make movies like this anymore

That was of course very scary too as a child

The final battle outside on the clock hands? Give this movie all awards !!

When Basil comes cycling on that little propeller thing? Link in Tears of the kingdom wishes he could do that

In the extras someone mentioned that they'd made extensive backstories of all the characters: why Rattigan became evil, how it was for Basil to grow up so smart etc. And i desperately want to read that

I know no one cares about the swedish voice actors but I found the different performances of both Basil and Rattigan interesting. I know Vincent Price is much beloved as Ratigan (justly so) but idk if it is nostalgia speaking but I think swedish Ratigan really held up. There were actually some lines that I knew by heart in swedish where the delivery was preferable to the English one for me. After looking it up i saw that the swedish VA is an opera singer (base) which really isn't a surprise given his performance. Basil's voices were really similar normally (so similar I didn't hear the change when I switched between languages - which i did one time to freshen up the swedish voices) but the VA in swedish goes up in falsetto quite often which gives a quite manic impression. Swedish!Basil's sanity is hung by a thread in his restless pursuit of his arch nemesis - which makes his devastation when Ratigan bests him more believable imo. English!Basil is much more a proper, brittish gentleman throughout. All performances were great, I just found the differences interesting.

I have some Core visuals from this movie living rent free in my mind since childhood which are: when Basil compares the two bullets, the closeups as Fidget jumps out at the audience, when Dawson pulls out the glass door with his finger, Ratigan squishing Olivia's doll, Basils machine when analyzing the paper, when Toby makes a stair out of his ear, that flag/balloon/matchbox contraption they used to chase Ratigan at the end, the end fight on the clock arms.

Did i miss your favourite part of the movie? Any core memories from this movie for you?

[sixcostumerefs]

What songs would you most like to hear the current (and incoming, if you're feeling extra wild) Broadway queens cover?

So initially you sent this ask in when I just needed a day of distraction from US politics (whooo) but I had SUCH a good time mulling over all of these answers that I’ve now been working on it for months. Went with all musical theatre songs too.

Adrianna Hicks: I Found A New Baby from Bullets Over Broadway

Bre Jackson: Defying Gravity from Wicked

Andrea Macasaet: Honey, Honey from Mamma Mia

Abby Mueller: Finale/Children Will Listen from Into the Woods

Keri Rene Fuller: Monster from Frozen (@lightleckrereins actually suggested this)

Brittney Mack: either Anything You Can Do from Annie Get Your Gun or So Long Dearie from Hello, Dolly!

Samantha Pauly: I’m Breaking Down from Falsettos

Anna Uzele: Maybe This Time from Cabaret

Joy Woods: On the Steps of the Palace from Into the Woods

Brennyn Lark: I Won’t Say I’m In Love from Hercules (would be killer to hear the other Parrs + either Keirsten or Nicole as the Muses too)

Mallory Maedke: Roxie from Chicago

Nicole Kyoung-Mi Lambert: All I’ve Ever Known from Hadestown

Courtney Mack: Impossible from Cinderella

Keirsten Hodgens: Right Hand Man from Something Rotten!

I would also LOVE to see the alts sing any of the barbershop quarters from The Music Man!

[nelasguide]

FALSETTOS MUSICAL

STORY

Falsettos is the story of a large, eccentric, and dysfunctional -- but loving -- Jewish family in New York at the end of the 1970s. Initially, Marvin seems blessed with the perfect family. He has a caring wife, Trina and a young son, Jason. Nevertheless, the family is soon broken apart, when the homosexual Marvin leaves Trina for a man called Whizzer.

Trina, meanwhile, ends up romantically involved with the family psychiatrist, Mendel. All the while, their son, Jason, is stuck in the middle. Included in the mix are lesbian neighbors Dr. Charlotte and Cordelia. When Marvin's lover, Whizzer, is diagnosed with AIDS, the entire family - non-traditional as it may be - must put aside their issues and come together.

SONGS

Four Jews In A Room Bitching

A Tight-Knit Family / Love Is Blind

Thrill Of First Love

Marvin At The Psychiatrist (A Three-Part Mini-Opera)

My Father's A Homo / Everyone Tells Jason To See A Psychiatrist

This Had Better Come To A Stop

I'm Breaking Down

Please Come To Our House / Jason's Therapy

A Marriage Proposal / A Tight-Knit Family (Reprise)

Trina's Song / March Of The Falsettos

The Chess Game

Making A Home

The Games I Play

Marvin Hits Trina

I Never Wanted To Love You

Father To Son

Falsettoland / About Time

Year Of The Child

Miracle Of Judaism

The Baseball Game

A Day In Falsettoland

Everyone Hates His Parents

What More Can I Say

Something Bad Is Happening / More Racquetball

Holding To The Ground

Cancelling The Bar Mitzvah

Unlikely Lovers

Another Miracle Of Judaism

Something Bad Is Happening (Reprise)

You Gotta Die Sometime

Jason's Bar Mitzvah

What Would I Do?

Falsettoland (Reprise)

Wonderful portrayal of a neurosis-infused family and their issues 

Nela’s Ranking:

[s0ft-teddybear]

ohhh my gosh

So Falsettos is coming to the UK this year? and I’m? dying? I hope and pray that I can go and see it on stage!! 

[alex-f-w]

Hey guys

I know its a stretch, but does anyone have a bootleg of the Falsettos 2019 National Tour with Max Von Essen?

I dont really have many boots to trade but I have the following if you would like:

&Juliet

Alice By Heart

An American In Paris Broadway

An American In Paris Pro-Shot

Beetlejuice

Be More Chill London Other Palace

Be More Chill London Shaftesbury

Charlie and the Chicolate factory (Christian Borle)

Deaf West production of Spring Awakening

King Kong

Once On This Island

The Play That Goes Wrong Broadway

Spongebob Broadway

[degenerate-otaku]

free serotonin:

A fluffy fic of Future Gohan helping Trunks go to bed

https://m.fanfiction.net/s/13896221/1/Before-the-Rain

https://archiveofourown.org/works/31779091/chapters/82442992

(Just in case u wanna check it out and my other one shots

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“It's only 9pm!” Trunks protested, folding his arms.

“Yes, but you have to be up early for training!” Gohan retorted, aiming to convince the stubborn teen to go to sleep.

“But it's a Friday night!” Trunks persistently argued.

“The androids won't care what day it is, you have to train and prepare for the next battle!” Gohan responded, his seriousness causing Trunks to sigh and agree.

“It's been so long since you stayed over.” Trunks smiled, rummaging through his messy wardrobe for suitable pyjamas with no holes in them or stains.

“You should tidy up.” Gohan nagged.

“Hey, you're my cool older brother, not my mom!” Trunks laughed, pulling something out that would keep him warm through the night.

“Y-you think I'm cool?!” Gohan blushed slightly. He didn't expect that.

“Well, duh! You're the Golden Warrior! You save so many people from the androids!” His student grinned, putting the pyjamas on his bed.

“Yeah...but I still can't beat them...” Gohan sighed, sitting down on his bed which was beside Trunks.

“You're the one always telling me to lighten up!” Trunks called out to him from the bathroom, which was close by as he started brushing his teeth.

Trunks walked back in his bedroom, which was a frigid basement used previously for storage that he and his mother had converted into a bedroom over the years, the toothbrush still in his hand.

“I guess...” Gohan smiled softly, glancing at Trunks who leant against the door.

“Besides,” The boy's voice was slightly muffled from the toothpaste, “You always say to have hope! That we'll destroy them someday and bring peace!” Trunks then walked back to rinse out his mouth and wash his face, leaving Gohan to ponder on those words that he had forgotten himself.

“Yeah...thanks, little bro.” Gohan yawned as the teen returned and got changed into his nightclothes, not caring about his master being there who had seen him fully naked several times anyway.

“Those scars healing?” Gohan asked and Trunks checked his arms and thighs, then nodded.

“Good...” Gohan, already in clothes he deemed suitable for sleeping (any clothes that weren't his gi), looked at the pictures on the wall of himself and Trunks from a few years ago, as well as the ones of landscapes and the posters Trunks had hung up from old magazines he found. Gohan thought it appeared rather nice for a basement with no heating or windows.

Trunks was about to lift up the covers of his bed, ignoring his clothes that were strewn across the floor before Gohan interrupted him, asking,

“Did you go use the bathroom? Remember what happened when-”

“YES I WENT! I'M NOT A KID ANYMORE!” Trunks exclaimed, his face red from remembering his past...

..problems.

“Alright, jeez!” Gohan smirked. “How about you turn off the hall light and your lamp if you're so grown-”

“No! It's too dark otherwise!” Trunks refused.

“Riiight.” Gohan teased and his pupil scoffed, getting into his bed, yawning.

Trunks tossed and turned, trying to get comfortable, fluffing his pillow and adjusting his sheets.

“Ugh...I hate going to sleep.” He grumbled.

Gohan, who had opted to read before bed, turned to watch him struggle, hiding his laughter.

“Maybe you should read too?” Gohan suggested, holding up his book.

“I'm reading 'The Art of War' by Sun Tzu.”

“That sounds boring.” Trunks rolled his eyes, his head sinking into the pillow.

“Well, why don't you read something you find fun?” Gohan turned the page, ignoring his student's comment regarding the book.

Trunks apprehensively pulled out his favourite book from the side of his bed, hiding the cover from Gohan as he lay reading it in the dim light of the lamp beside him.

He grinned at the pages, feeling warm inside from the words on them.

“What's that?” Gohan asked.

“N-Nothing!” He hid it suddenly under the covers.

“Trunks if its... those kinda magazines, I won't judge or tell-”

“WHAT?!” His face was beet red at such a ludicrous accusation.

“N-no it's nothing like that Gohan, I'm not like Master Roshi!” He denied, still hiding the book.

“Just show me!” Gohan implored, leaning over Trunks' bed, separated from his by the bedside table.

Sheepishly, Trunks held up his favourite book,

“The Prince of the Forbidden Forest”

“Oh...that one.” Gohan wearily smiled at it, taking it in his hands.

“Gosh, I gave this to you so long ago...it really helped me when I was younger so I thought it could help you too.” He ran his finger down the worn spine with a crease down it, eyes scanning the cover.

“Yeah...it did help a lot...still does.” Trunks yawned, laying back down.

“Hey...how about I read it to you, like old times?” Gohan offered, flicking through the pages.

“Gohan, I'm not a baby.” Trunks again refused with the same excuse of no longer being a little kid.

“Well...how about I just read it aloud to myself? You can choose to listen.” The Demi-Saiyan smirked, and Trunks said it was a good idea, also grinning deviously as if being read a story was a crime.

Gohan opened the book, getting to the first chapter and began,

“In a busy city, in a busy country, there was a palace. In the Palace there were busy servants and cooks, with busy guards too.”

Trunks himself was following along without the book in front of him. He was able to visualise, the feel of the page, the layout of the paragraphs, the illustrations, all of it.

“In the top of the Palace Tower was a boy who was doing nothing. He was the Prince.

People moved stuff from his room, hurriedly carrying them down the steps, whilst he stared out the window, rain trickling down the double-glazed panes.”

Trunks felt cosier by the second, pulling the blankets close and turning to the side to watch Gohan, an excellent story teller, expertly bring the words to life.

Trunks especially loved when he did the voices for the magical creatures like the trolls and witches and his falsetto for the fairies, but that would come later on, in chapter 4.

“The Prince wore black ever since his father's funeral. He was only 9 when his father, the King, got ill.”

Gohan paused for a moment after that, but continued, every word drawing Trunks closer to the sweet surrender of sleep.

The bedsheets felt heavier and so did the teen's eyelids.

“When he was younger, the Prince would go with his parents out into the woods, but now it was declared dangerous and no-one dared tread there, for fear of the monsters that would attack the town. The Prince dreamt of the day he would become a strong, brave man like his father and defeat them-”

Gohan stopped to check on Trunks.

The boy had fallen asleep soundly.

“Goodnight, little bro...I love you.” He whispered, putting down the book on the table and switching the lamp off before heading to sleep himself.

'Tomorrow we train to defeat the monsters.'

[theimpossiblescheme]

“And from that moment, the boy in him, the innocent heart, the joy in him, they were gone.”

“They say he was never actually born, you know—he was just spat right out of the earth like a devil. That’s how he has all those powers of his.”

“You really believe that?”

“Sounds as plausible as anything else.  Explains his looks, too—just look at how they draw him on those Wanted posters.  That’s no natural-born cat, if you ask me.”

As the two voices faded further down the street, a deep smoky chuckle sounded far above them on the nearby rooftop.  “Well, that’s certainly a new one.”

Socrates glanced over at the broad, brown-speckled tomcat beside him.  “What, you’ve never heard that theory before?”  The more nights like this passed—just the two of them keeping vigil during the Mystery Cat’s conferences, making sure no foolish alley cats tried to break inside—the more he almost marveled at his mentor.  Pallas had been at the Mouser’s Palace longer than anyone, even Macavity himself, and he certainly wasn’t afraid to drive that point home.  He carried himself like a seasoned war veteran and trained like one, too, sparing no pity for his young charges and brutally racing, hunting, and sparring any weakness or hesitance out of them.  But with that came a certain… predictability, Socrates supposed, that was almost comforting.  You knew what to expect from the old-timer and, if you could keep up, fell into a sort of rhythm.  Not all nights were spent running drills and long, dangerous errands; some nights were just the two of them talking and keeping an eye out.  And every so often, Pallas would drop hints to just how long he’d been around.  Socrates wondered if he asked enough, he’d have enough pieces of background to form the complete puzzle.

Presently, Pallas lashed his tail to one side, settling down onto his forelegs with a grunt.  “Not that exact one, anyways.  Heard somebody claim he’s a werecat once… he’d make a damn ugly human, to be sure.”

He knew he shouldn’t laugh, but Socrates couldn’t quite stifle it as he sunk down next to him.  “I don’t know—if he’s not actually a human, he could have been inspired by one.  He’s not the only Napoleon of Crime who ever worked in London.”

“Heard that one, too.” Pallas rested his head over his paws and flicked one heavily scarred ear.  “Lot of ‘em tend to be on the more… sob-story end of things.  Figuring a cat like that had to be made, not born.”

“Oh, yeah?”  He’d never said so out loud, but Socrates had always wondered.  Macavity had been a fixture in his life from the very beginning, so much that even as a kitten he’d never thought to question it.  This was his home, Macavity was the master of the house, and it was all of their jobs to defend it.  For the longest time, he’d even assumed that they were father and son—it seemed like the only explanation, since he’d never known any other father.  But ever since finding out otherwise… well, that was just one set of questions on top of another, wasn’t it?  If he wasn’t here because of Macavity, then what for?  Why did Macavity want him?  Where had he come from to begin with?  At first the theories were just a curiosity, but then his own curiosity kept growing.  Cesare always told him he asked too many questions, but something itched at the back of Socrates’ mind, as though the world and his understanding of it would shrink back down if he ever stopped.

Pallas tipped his head up at the black sky.  “There’s a couple of popular ones like that.  One’s that his mother and father just gave up on him.  Couldn’t handle a cat with his powers, so they just cast him aside out of fear.  Another’s that he didn’t come by all that power honestly—he was cursed with it or gifted it or something like that, and he didn’t know how to handle it himself. Either way… they say something in him just died one day.”  His voice climbed up to a higher, almost falsetto pitch as he imitated the voice of some old gossip sharing the story with their quilting circle.  “And from that moment, the boy in him, the innocent heart, the joy in him… they were gone.”

Socrates didn’t smile this time.  He just listened.  “You think any of that’s true?”

“Who the hell knows?” Pallas snorted, lowering his voice back down to its usual pitch.  “You’ve heard any of ‘em, you’ve heard ‘em all… no use putting stock in stories, I say.”

“… What do you think, then?”

“Eh?  Speak up, kit—my hearing’s not what it used to be.”

“What do you think about… where Macavity came from?”

At that, the old tom levelled a beady black gaze at him.  “I don’t.  That’s the thing.  I don’t waste time guessing about where any of them come from.  Macavity’s not that special, kit—there’s bullies and braggarts all over this city, every one ‘em tryin’ to be better than the others.  You want my advice?”  He chucked Socrates in the shoulder none too gently with one paw, but compared to his usual strikes and slashes during training, it was practically a love tap.  “Don’t you think about it too hard either.  You’ll just make yourself miserable.”

… But that was the thing, too.  Socrates did think about it.  Constantly. He tried not to, honest to Cat he did. Good brothers and sisters in the Mouser’s Palace kept their heads low, their mouths shut, and their ears open unless told otherwise.  But the more he talked to Bombalurina and Demeter and even Alonzo when he was around, the more he wondered…

The more he talked to little Plato, abandoned in his own crate in the cellar, clinging to any warmth and laughter he could find in such a cold place, the more he wished he could give him more hope.  More answers. His head was still a jumble of contradictory orders and conflicting desires, none of which he could make sense of.

Pallas wasn’t going to help him.  Not outright, anyway.  But one of these days, one way or another, he was going to wheedle more secrets out of the old tom.  He was going to find out everything he possibly could.

And then he was going to tell the others.  Light their way a little better through these dark nights.  And to hell with Macavity, whoever he really was.

[friendofozma]

Aww @karetahana I’m so touched that you’re nosy about my music taste!! My sister and I were just talking about how my library on shuffle is a landmine, so...

Finale: take me back - Dogfight the Musical

The Singing Towers - Murray Gold (Doctor Who soundtrack)

The Thrill of First Love - Falsettos Broadway Revival

Wildest Dreams - Taylor Swift (1984)

A Man Who Can - David Arnold (Sherlock Soundtrack)

The Silurians - Murray Gold (Doctor Who Soundtrack)

You Gotta Go (Mother) - Team Starkid (Trail to Oregon)

A Guy That I’d Kinda Be Into - Stephanie Hsu (Broadway Cast of Be More Chill)

Mind Palace- David Arnold (Sherlock Soundtrack)

Feelins’ (Single Version) - Loretta Lynn & Conway Twitty

Other than Sherlock and Dogfight, I actually listen to all of these songs/artists pretty often. A Guy That I’d Kinda Be Into is actually one of my very favorites! This was really fun, thanks again for tagging me <3

I’m tagging @dearlazerbunny , @n0ts0sane , @mildlyexhaustednecromancer08 and @yowzah-hellosweetie . No pressure. Also anyone else who wants to participate, it’s pretty fun. Just say I sent you. Have at it! 

[cowbpy]

Witcher Fics I Want

this is jaskier x geralt by the way. i couldn't sleep so i came up with these instead.

Skating AU

Jaskier is a figure skater and Geralt is a hockey player. Geralt plays for “the Witchers”. The two groups fight for ice time a lot. 

High School Teachers AU

Jaskier teacher choir or art. Geralt teaches History or Chemistry. All their students call them mom and dad. Ciri is their favorite. She is too smart for her classes so she hangs out with them after school and during lunch. They are oblivious and ciri is like “omg just kiss already!”

Pride and Prejudice AU

Its just pride and prejudice, but Jaskier is Lizzie and Geralt is Darcy. Geralt is emotionally constipated and cant handle his feelings so hes a dick instead. Basically just follows the plot of the book/movie and geralt proposes and gets turned down until he fixes himself. Georgiana is ciri she helps geralt win back jaskier.

Princess Bride AU

Jaskier is Buttercup and Geralt is wesley. Follows the movie kinda. Geralt is “killed” by the witcher then comes back pretending to be that to save jaskier from marriage to a shitty prince (valdo marx???).

The Little Mermaid AU

Jaskier is Ariel and Geralt is Eric. Jaskier is a mermaid who loves to watch people but some drowners (or ther water monster idk) is in the area he likes to watch and geralt gets knocked out saving jaskier who in turn saves him. He makes a deal to give up his voice to have legs so he can travel with geralt. Yennefer is Ursula i guess,,, idk.

Aladdin AU

Jaskier is Jasmine and Geralt is Aladdin. Jaskier hates being stuck in the palace and having to act like a royal. He sneaks out and geralt helps him escape some guard so he can play his lute in a market or something. Geralt is in love but doesnt think a prince would fall for him so he uses a potion or magic or something (yennefer helps??) to change his hair color and disguise himself as a prince. Takes jaskier for a ride on roach idk.

Falsettos AU

This is based off of falsettos the musical. Geralt and Yen divorce and geralt leaves to live with jaskier, but hes still trying to have a relationship with ciri and yen. I think triss would be marvin cause gay is always better. This doesnt have to be an exact copy of the story, but just an inspiration.

Theater AU

This would just be a one shot lol. i just think it would be funny. Jaskier is the lead actor and geralt is on crew. thats it lol.

Coffee Shop AU

Jaskier works as a barista at a little cafe and falls for the guy (geralt) who always come in and sits in the corner reading and only orders a plain black coffee. Jaskier is a gay disaster and his coworkers know it.

Disney World AU

Geralt brings ciri to disney world for a weekend and Jaskier is playing her favorite prince (idk which one just pick) and they go and visit him everyday they go.

Drag Queen AU

Jaskier is a drag queen at a club (goes by dandelion or buttercup) and geralt is the bouncer/security. Someone gives jaskier a hard time outside f the club after closing and geralt saves him and walks him home.

Public Transport Musician AU

Geralt takes the subway everyday and jaskier is always playing in the station. One time he gets on the train with geralt and they talk. Jaskier shares that on weekends he plays at a club and geralt goes and sees him.

Self Defense Lessons AU

Jaskier moves to a big city or something and wants to take self defense lessons and geralt is the instructor. Jaskier can not handle geralt pinning him down and straddling him.

Neighbors AU

Jaskier and Geralt live next to eachother in an apartment building. Jaskier is always knocking and asking for extra flower or help fixing something. At first geralt hates it but it becomes endearing and then one day geralt asks jaskier for help with something and thats when they get together. Yen and Triss live across the hallway and laugh as it goes down.

Mandalorian/Star Wars AU

Geralt is apart of a bounty hunter clan (the mandalorians/witchers) and is supposed to find a child and deliver it to some bad people (its ciri/baby yoda) but doesnt and adopts her. Jaskier come in at some point idk how tho.

Gym Training AU

Trans!Jaskier wants to get buff so he passes better and gets trained by geralt. thats it.

Role Reversal AU

Jaskier is a witcher (he still has a smaller frame. I think hes more of an assassin and more stealth based.) and Geralt is a moody musician (i dont think he sings) Somehow geralt gets tied up with one of jaskiers hits and that how they end up travelling together. Jaskier is jealous that geralt is still huge and jacked despite being a musician.

Gender Bend AU

I just want a big muscly lesbian geralt. Jaskier is a cottage core lesbian. otherwise nothing changes.

You’ve Got Mail AU

Jaskier owns a smaller bookstore thats going to be swallowed up by witcher co. books. Just follows the movie plot. I read a really good youve got mail au fic a long time ago and i want more.

Fake Relationship AU

This is honestly my favorite au and ive yet to see it in the witcher fics. Jaskier lied to his family that hes in a relationship so that theyd stop trying to set him up, but they come to visit so he has to get Geralt to pretend to be his boyfriend. or Jaskier gets a chance to go to a resort or on a cruise and play for the guests but its a married couples only thing so he brings geralt along and they have to pretend to be a happy married couple. Triss and Yen are there and onto them the whole time.

Soulmate AU

i havent seen any witcher fics with a classic soulmate au. there is plenty to pick from. One could be matching birthmarks and jaskier ( or geralt) figures out that the other has the matching birthmark but is scared to tell cause “witchers cant feel”

Mechanic AU

Jaskier keeps “accidentally” breaking things so the hot mechanic will come fix it.

Circus AU

geralt is a strong man or “beast” tamer and jaskier is some artsy shit idk. Concept: jaskier is a trapeze artist and he sings while he does it so hes the “song bird”. Yen can be a fortune teller or some shit.

PLEASE let me know if you right a fic going off of these or if you find one similar to one of them that youd think id like. Im shit at writing myself, but im a pretty ok editor so let me know if you need a beta reader

[only-lonely-stars]

The Future is Bright, Chapter 2

[Chapter 1 (Beginning)] // [Chapter 2 - you are here!] // [Chapter 3] // [Chapter 10 (End)] (FFN)

The weekly Sunday update is here! Now that the team is in Shintaro, Some things may be... illuminated.

Summary: What would happen if Cole had indeed had a reflection in the tomb of the First Spinjitzu Master? How would that have changed his life later? What would it have been? This story follows what might have happened if he had seen something, and what it was; who he would have become. What if his future was already decided?... (Rated T for safety. Alternate title: the Cosmic Spoilers AU.)

Chapter 2: She’s Pretty Nice

The first day the Ninja spent in Shintaro was like a day spent in heaven. The city was gorgeous, and the palace more so. Princess Vania gave them the guided tour, personally showing off her favorite places, plus their personal rooms. Eventually they all split up to explore (Princess Vania had to leave and go about her duties), so Cole spent a lot of time exploring on his own and getting lost. Nevertheless, everyone made it back to the palace safe and sound for a delicious supper, and then relaxed in a common room on one of the palace's higher floors.

As everyone relaxed and chatted, they all remarked upon how lovely the city was. Cole, for the most part, was pretty enthusiastic.

There was just one problem…

Cole had remembered what he'd seen. He didn't tell anyone, instead laughing and joking with the others, but he couldn't put it out of his mind. He knew exactly what his reflection had been, and suddenly all the beauty of Shintaro was not enough to distract him. Even the beauty of the princess wasn't enough, and she was extremely so, inside and out. If anything, she only made him more confused. He hated the confusion more than he even felt confused; it was strange, and unpleasant at best.

As they tired that night, everyone slowly left and went to bed. Eventually it was only Cole and Jay. Cole was yawning, but he didn't want to go to bed just yet. Jay seemed happy to sleep on the couch, but was still too hyper. It was so like him… would he have to leave this behind if he was right about his vision?

Jay stretched like a cat and groaned, jostling Cole out of his thoughts. "So– uh– Cole."

Cole looked over, coming back to reality again. "Yeah? What is it?"

Jay grinned at him, wiggling his eyebrows. "Princess Vania, huh?"

"...Yeah? What about her?" A little heat came to Cole's cheeks, but not enough to be seen. "She's pretty nice."

"Pretty nice?" Jay winked. "That all you have to say about her?"

"Yeah? Nothing's going on there."

"Oh, come on!" Jay flopped back on the couch. "Don't tell me you missed the extremely obvious crush she has on you!"

"B– wh– she does not have a crush on me!" Cole protested, the heat increasing.

"What, do you want a demonstration so you can see it for yourself?" Jay asked incredulously.

Cole laughed. "What are you even talking about?"

"It's like this!" Jay got up from the couch, grabbing a gold pillow and putting it on his head. He grinned, tucking a tuft of his hair behind his ear and pitching his voice up into falsetto. "Oh, Cole! The earth elemental! It must be so much fun to command the very earth, what does it feel like?"

Cole's jaw dropped, and as soon as he picked it up off the floor, he shoved Jay. "Shut up, Jay! It's not like that!"

Jay snickered loudly. "Yeah, sure it isn't! You'd say that no matter what girl was crushing on you and that's a fact."

"I would not!"

"You would! It's so painfully obvious!"

"It is not!"

"Just accept the truth!" Jay sing-songed. "She's got a crush on you, and you don't seem to mind."

"I don't– er, I do! I do mind, and she doesn't! Besides, I– well–" Cole groaned heavily. "I'm focused on other things right now."

Jay tilted his head to the side, still holding the pillow to it. "You're 'focused?'"

"Yeah. Focused."

"Focused is a code word for 'worried.' What's wrong? You do look like something's actually bothering you."

Cole opened his mouth to speak, but as he looked at Jay, he couldn't help snickering. "Alright, I can't take you seriously with a pillow on your head, Jay."

The blue ninja gasped in shock. "Hey! I need my props!" He smacked Cole with the pillow as he said it.

Cole laughed. "Sure you do!" He pulled the pillow from Jay's hands and tossed it aside onto the floor, far from his reach. "You definitely need help to tell a story."

"Well that's just rude. Never tease a talented actor, Cole."

"Ha, as if. That game show of yours wasn't much acting!"

"We agreed never to talk about that!"

Cole laughed more. "I never signed a contract! You, on the other hand…"

"I made a good bit from that gig, you can't deny that!" Jay fell back on the couch, just gently enough not to do any damage, and sprawled out across it. "And anyway, that's not the point. The point is whatever's got you down in the dumps."

At that, Cole sighed, and he leaned back into the couch. Absently, he grabbed a pillow and clutched it to his stomach comfortingly. What was he supposed to say? What would Jay think if he told him? Across the couch from him, Jay watched in uncharacteristic quiet. It was welcome, considering how much he had to sort out his thoughts.

"...I think my vision from the tomb is coming true."

Jay looked confused, but realization dawned quickly. "Wait, your vision from the FSM's tomb those years ago? The one of the future with you in the funny dress?"

Cole nodded, not taking the bait. "Yeah. I know you didn't see the details, but…"

"You see the connection?" Jay asked, frowning sympathetically.

"Yeah." He held the pillow just a little tighter, coming to grips– ha, grips– with his thoughts. "The colors, the clothes, the freaking hair– everything lines up. I end up here."

Jay's frown deepened. "You didn't see yourself in a sensei's gi? Just some robes that might be from Shintaro? You're sure it comes from here?"

Cole nodded. "It's the only thing that makes sense."

"Wow."

"...Yeah."

Jay sighed. "Those visions– are you sure they'll come true, and aren't just from some random possible timeline? They're definitely happening?"

"I don't see why they wouldn't. It's not like the FSM lied, just hid things," Cole grumbled. "He hid a lot of junk from everyone."

"Hm…" Jay frowned, grabbing a pillow of his own and playing with a tassel on it absently. "By that logic I definitely become a pirate, then."

"Ha! Fat chance. You'll just get that eyepatch, no pirates involved."

Jay snickered. "I kind of hope so. I don't like pirates."

"Oh believe me, I know."

Jay's head whipped to the side, seemingly painfully, and he stared at Cole. "You know?!" His eyes were wide and frantic.

Cole gave him a look, concerned. "...I know that you hate pirates, yeah? It's not like you complain about them all the time or anything."

"Oh! Phew. Yeah." Jay sighed, lacking his usual drama. "That's what I meant."

"Yeah, okay." Cole rolled his eyes with a smile. "Weren't you needling me about how I'm supposedly going to be stuck wearing a dress all the time, Mr. I Hate Pirates?"

"Yes, yes I was." Jay perked back up. "I do have to ask, though; didn't your reflection have a yang pin?"

There it was– the part that stuck the most. "Yeah. I don't know what to think of it."

"Me neither. You've been low-key– or maybe high-key, honestly– against getting into any kind of relationship, but marriage? Really?" Jay scoffed.

Cole laughed, but he didn't know whether it was amused or incredulous.. "Yeah. That's my dilemma." He leaned his chin on the pillow in his arms. "Someone's waiting for me here, but I don't know who. Do I even want to know?"

Jay paused, but then snickered, muffling it with his hand. "Okay, out of context, that sounds really creepy."

That triggered more laughter from Cole. "Jay, come on! This is serious stuff!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I can only be serious for a few minutes at a time, you know me! Very dependent on the circumstances!"

Cole rolled his eyes. "Yeah, I do know you, you pill!"

"Hey, rude!"

"Am I wrong?"

"No…"

"See? There we go." Cole rolled his eyes. "I know you, and I know that I don't want romance. Not on my bucket list."

Jay scoffed, managing to calm down. "So what if you don't want it?"

"What do you mean?" He looked over at Jay. "It's my life. What if I don't want to share it?"

"I mean, so what?" Jay rolled his eyes. "Sometimes fate gets in the way. Not like we really control our futures anyway."

It was Cole's turn to scoff. "Uh, yeah. Okay. Last I checked, if fate was real, it killed me and then brought me back to life, which was definitely part of my vision. I don't exactly trust the future not to ruin all my plans."

Jay rolled his eyes. "Come on, stop being so pessimistic! Being a ghost wasn't great, but it isn't like it was that terrible. You needed those abilities a lot."

"Sure, but I hated it."

"You didn't hate being able to pass through walls and scare me."

Cole paused. "...That part was pretty good, actually."

"See? Not all that bad!" Jay crossed his arms, smiling smugly. "Can't lie to me."

"Jay, just get back on topic or go to bed."

"Fine." Jay sighed, leaning back against the arm of the couch. "As I was saying. Would it be so bad if you fell for some girl here? It'd be easier than what me and Nya had to go through, and this place is amazing! You'd be able to just relax for the rest of your life."

Cole sighed too. "Well, I don't know. Shintaro's great, but I can't just relax and chill for the rest of my life." He shrugged. "Besides, I don't think I'm going to find some sort of soulmate like you and Nya did– we already saw what happened when I tried."

"Ha, that's just because you tried with Nya."

"What about Seliel? She flat-out hated me for ages, and still, nothing came of it."

"That's different, Cole. She was very interested in being a 'strong, independent woman who don't need no man.' You don't fit the bill there." Jay rolled his eyes. "Seriously, just you wait; you're gonna fall for someone, and you're gonna fall hard. Mark my words."

"I hope you're either very right or very wrong."

"Rude! I'm always right."

"I'm not telling any comfortable lies tonight. Too tired."

"Fair." Jay grinned. "I'm gonna love watching it, whoever it is. Maybe it's Princess Vania."

Cole growled, gripping the pillow tighter, as if it could stop the sudden frustration that was roiling in his stomach. "Jay, I will smother you with this pillow and make it look like an accident."

"You're gonna kill me just because I'm telling the truth?"

"I'm gonna kill you because you're being a pain!" He couldn't help but grin, begging to be challenged. "Just wait. We're gonna leave Shintaro and the princess isn't gonna do one little thing. Absolutely nothing will happen between us."

"Keep telling yourself that!" Jay threw his pillow at Cole.

Cole rolled his eyes and got up, throwing his own pillow back at Jay. "I will. Good night!"

"Goodnight! Sweet dreams!" Jay's grin only grew. "Hope you dream of princesses!"

Cole flushed– was it from anger or embarrassment? He couldn't tell. "My threat of suffocation still stands!"

"Sure," Jay said with a smug snicker. "Just go to bed before you give me more cannon fodder; I can go on all night."

"You're the absolute worst. You do know that, right?"

Jay sniffed. "Now I do."

"Whatever." Cole turned and left, mind at war with himself. What was he supposed to do? What if he could just leave Shintaro? Would that make it easier…?

[natromanxoff]

Queen live at Palace Theatre in Manchester, UK - October 30, 1974

(x)

This is the beginning of Queen's first full-scale European tour.

Tonight are the first performances of new songs from Sheer Heart Attack: Now I'm Here, Flick Of The Wrist, In The Lap Of The Gods, Bring Back That Leroy Brown, and In The Lap Of The Gods...Revisited (Stone Cold Crazy had already been performed as far back as 1970). Now I'm Here would be a staple in their set, performed at virtually every show hereafter, making it the song they performed most frequently throughout the years - it was clearly a unanimous band favourite, as it is the only song they performed more than Bohemian Rhapsody.

This is the first show where Queen employed the use of delay on Freddie's voice - at the beginning of Now I'm Here. The band sound a bit nervous at the beginning of the show tonight, so Now I'm Here isn't quite the most brilliant version ever played. Still, the band are surely happy to be back on stage, especially Brian May who has made a full recovery from his health issues.

On the Sheer Heart Attack tour, Freddie would be seen singing the line "Now I'm here" on one side of the stage amidst the darkness and dry ice, and a few bars later, at "Now I'm there," he would "appear" on the other side of the stage (a member of the crew would be dressed in an identical Zandra Rhodes outfit to the one worn by Freddie), giving a very dramatic effect.

Although they no longer open the show with Father To Son, the first few bars of the song are still on playback.

Brian, introducing Flick Of The Wrist, the other side of the Killer Queen single (it was a double A-side): "You probably may know, we have a little single out at the moment, and this is the one you don't usually hear on the radio."

These also the earliest known live performances of White Queen and The March Of The Black Queen. White Queen would be a bit stripped down when played live (like the BBC session recorded on April 3), and only a small portion of The March Of The Black Queen would be performed on stage as part of the medley. Queen would perform a medley of songs on most tours from here onward, and tonight it would debut in their set.

The medley on this tour consists of In The Lap Of The Gods, Killer Queen, The March Of The Black Queen, and Bring Back That Leroy Brown (including Brian playing the banjo solo, as heard on the album). For this tour and the 1975 North American tour, Killer Queen is a very abbreviated version, as it is only one verse and a chorus, leading right into the guitar solo (which was never performed in full, as it was physically impossible to reproduce all of those layers of guitars live). They began performing the second verse of the song in Japan. In an interview for "Disc" with Rosemary Horide just prior to the tour, Brian May frankly said, "I'm not sure whether we'll be doing Killer Queen because it could be rather an unexciting number to stage, but we'll certainly do some of the others." Indeed, there was a certain delicacy of the song that they never were able to replicate live.

Brian now uses two analog delays when performing his solo spot in Son And Daughter, something that has become a trademark of his. Even though the guitar solo was heard in Brighton Rock on the Sheer Heart Attack album, the song wouldn't be heard on stage until late 1975.

On this tour, Freddie sings the verses of In The Lap Of The Gods...Revisited in falsetto in the higher octave, as on the studio version. A great example of this can be seen on the Live At The Rainbow video. For the next few years, the song would be performed with dry ice, and it also introduced pyrotechnics to their show, as on the very last note, it would very dramatically signal the end of the set proper. The song would remain in Queen's show into 1977, and would be revived for their final tour in 1986.

The encore on this tour is a medley of Big Spender, Modern Times Rock 'n' Roll, and Jailhouse Rock. See What A Fool I've Been would be used as a second encore a few times the following spring in Japan.

Queen now use their own recorded version of the British national anthem, God Save The Queen, as their exit music - although on this tour it plays about minute after they've left the stage. Brian May's arrangement (recorded just a few days earlier on October 27) would also close out their international breakthrough album, A Night At The Opera. The ritual of leaving the stage to this piece of music would last well over 40 years, into the Paul Rodgers and Adam Lambert eras.

In addition to his Fender Strat, Brian now has an additional spare guitar - a Les Paul. But Brian ultimately wouldn't be satisfied with its sound. After this tour he would have a copy of the Red Special built for him by luthier John Birch. Brian used the Birch copy as his backup until he smashed it at a concert in 1982.

The third photo was taken by Howard Barlow.

Fan Stories

“To be honest, I can't remember much about the concert but the build up and after effects have stayed with me to this day. It was 1974 and Glam Rock was in its swan song. I was a nine year old boy who loved seeing bands like Slade and The Sweet on Top of the Pops and had decided to buy 'Tiger Feet' by Mud. On the way to purchase my first single with my 17 year old brother, he suggested that 'Tiger Feet' was for 'teenyboppers' and that I should get 'Seven Seas of Rhye' by a new band called Queen instead, who I had never heard of. After much deliberation, I put my trust in his judgement and bought the Queen single. At first it seemed a bit heavy, but later I began to love it and all things Queen. When my brother suggested going to see Queen in concert, I jumped at the chance. The concert was to promote their latest album, Sheer Heart Attack, and Manchester was the first date. Imagine that now, not one but two superb albums released in the same year (Queen II and S.H.A.) with tours to match! Ahh, those were the days. At the Palace Theatre, I wondered why nobody seemed very interested in the support band Hustler, but we found our seats, caught their set, then waited through the break for Queen to come on stage. My memory is of the theatre rapidly filling up in the following 30 minutes or so, and as it did, so did my feelings of excitement and anticipation. When the house lights suddenly went off, there was a huge roar from the audience and everybody stood up, meaning that this 9 year old couldn't really see much of the stage! I wasn't familiar with many of the songs but I do remember three aspects of the concert in particular. Firstly, the music was the loudest thing I had ever heard, and secondly, the sound was punctuated throughout the gig with huge explosions and flashes of light, accompanied by clouds of white smoke. The other thing that caught my eye was Freddie Mercury himself. He started the concert dressed all in white, finished it wearing all black attire, and never stood still for a single second of it, apart from when he was sat at the piano. He was constantly cavorting from stage left to stage right, then from the front of the stage towards the back and up onto Roger's drum riser and back down again. When I also considered his powerful voice and proficient piano playing, even as someone still at Junior School, I realised I was watching somebody very special indeed. When the concert finally ended and the house lights came on, everyone poured out onto the street, and I experienced mixed emotions on the way home. On the down side, I was upset at the ringing in my ears, but my brother assured me that it would pass. Much more enduring was the feeling that I had just experienced my first rock concert and what an astonishing experience it had been. After this gig, I believe that I had cramped my brother's style and he never took me to see another concert. I had to wait until I was 16 to go and see Queen again, which was on 6th December 1980 in Birmingham. That was the concert that truly blew my mind and converted me into a lifelong Queen fan. But the seed had been sown six years before and will stay with me forever.” - Lee Unal

[i-hate-boyfs]

no yeah they basically wrote him out of the show. Removed scenes according to sources: Jake and Christine's convo in Upgrade, the whole talk about Madeline, any mention of Jake's Parents laundering money, and more I am probably forgetting.

that’s fucking....... like, jake’s Not My Fav but i love the depth he got on broadway and it’s really good for his character, why the fuck do you cut that out? so we root against christine & jake and boo at the end of agtikbi? i do wonder if they put anything in using the bit of time they freed up by doing that..... at least it’s not jewish-less falsettos in the other palace anymore jfc

[dancingkirby]

New ficlet!

Featuring: Happy Preggers Azula!  Ty Lee and Azula still being lowkey gay for each other!  And Tom-Tom being okay with that!

Today had been the day of Azula’s 36-week checkup.  These appointments tended to wreak havoc on the nerves of both her and Tom-Tom.  They’d been so excited about the first pregnancy…so soon after their marriage! Then came the day where Azula hadn’t been feeling well and sent Tom-Tom onto dinner without her, only for her husband to discover her unconscious on the bathroom floor in a pool of her own blood upon his return.  Although they didn’t talk about it much, it was clear that the incident had shaken him.

Oh well.  That was then, and this was now.  This time, both mother and baby had gotten a clean bill of health.  Azula and Tom-Tom had decided to celebrate the good news by spending some time out in the gardens.  They found an empty bench next to a jasmine bush and sat, Azula leaning into Tom-Tom in a partial reclining position.  It was a perfect spring day; the warm sunshine, combined with the scent of the flowers and the exactly right amount of breeze blowing through her hair and light maternity hanfu, started to make Azula drowsy.  She thought that she’d even nodded off for a bit, although neither Tom-Tom nor the sun had moved much when she opened her eyes again.  

The baby’s movements had been what had woken her up, she quickly ascertained.  She grabbed her husband’s hand and placed it on her belly.

“Feel that?” she murmured as she smiled up at him.  Wordlessly, he bent down and kissed her.

“Oh!  Um…I’m sorry!  Is this a bad time?”

They both shot their heads up to see Ty Lee, who was holding a bunch of flowers picked from the garden and sported a rather sheepish expression.

“Not at all,” Azula replied.  “Do you agree, Tom-Tom?”  When he did, Azula scooted over to make room for Ty Lee with quite a deal of effort.  

“We didn’t know you were at the palace today,” Tom-Tom remarked.  He knew, of course, of his wife’s past relationship with Ty Lee, and would have surmised by now that they still weren’t entirely without feelings for each other.  However, he seemed secure in the knowledge that Azula would never hurt him by acting on any of that, and appeared content with things the way they were.  

“I wasn’t, originally. But then Zuko said that today was your appointment, and I wanted to make sure everything went well.”

“It did,” Azula confirmed.  “Baby’s heartbeat is strong, head is down, and the healer thinks that it’s already close to full-term weight.”

Ty Lee beamed as she said, “That’s wonderful!  Isn’t it getting exciting, now that it’s so close to the end?”  She plucked a few flowers from the jasmine bush, and started to weave them together with the ones she had already collected.  

“Don’t let Ur–my mother see you doing that,” Azula warned.  Voice pitched up into a falsetto, she attempted an imitation of Ursa’s voice as she said, “Don’t hurt the flowers!  They’re screaming in pain!”

Ty Lee giggled. “She really said that?”

“Well, I may have been paraphrasing a bit,” Azula allowed.  For the next few minutes, there was a lull in the conversation, and Azula watched Ty Lee’s deft fingers at work with the flowers.  (After all, she’d had plenty of experience with what else those fingers could do.)  Looking down, she noted that her own hand had drifted downward to rest on top of Tom-Tom’s, seemingly of its own volition, and had a mischievous thought.  

“Remember back when we were kids and Naoko was pregnant with Eri?” she asked Ty Lee.  “She had at least one hand on her belly at all times whenever there was an official court event; like anyone could forget.  We used to run back to my room after and mock her mercilessly.”

Ty Lee laughed again as she admitted, “We did do that, didn’t we?  I’d forgotten about that.  Wasn’t that other girl she was always fighting with?”

“Yes. Shiza.  She was pregnant around the same time.  Their rivalry…well, they obviously thought it was one for the ages, but actually it was just a couple of teenagers screaming at each other on a near-daily basis over a man twenty years older than them.  Hardly epic.”

“And wasn’t there one who just wanted to be a chef?”

Azula grinned wickedly.  “Yes. Mizuki. Mother of the twins. She wanted absolutely nothing to do with either of those idiots.  She’s still working at the palace, and I think she made it all the way up to head pastry chef.”

Tom-Tom ran his fingers through his permanently messy hair, having taken in this dialogue with a rather perplexed expression on his face.  

“Just so we’re all on the same page…those were your father’s concubines you’re talking about, right?  I think I’ve heard of Naoko before, but not the other ones.”

“Yes.  Although Father preferred to call them his ‘ladies,” Azula responded.  Her husband shook his head.

“I sure missed out on a whole bunch of weird shi…things,” he mused.

“Tom-Tom.  You are an adult and about to become a father. You are allowed to say the shit word,” Azula told him.  “But you’re right.  Although we all thought it was normal then.  Looking back now…”–she sighed–“it’s really just heartbreaking.”

“Well, that shows just how far you’ve come, to be able to gain that insight!”

“Ty Lee.  You are in Therapist Mode again.”

“Whoops…caught me!” Ty Lee answered.  Apparently, she was satisfied by the length of whatever it was she was making, and started to bend the two ends together.  She took a deep breath and added, “So anyway.  That sort of reminded me.  I had something I wanted to ask you, Azula.”

“Oh?”

“Well…you see…that first time, I feel like I failed you,” Ty Lee confessed.  “That first time…I know we weren’t exactly on speaking terms then…but we all figured out what had happened, and I wanted to be there for you, but the doctors refused to allow me in the delivery room no matter how much I begged them!”

Azula…hadn’t known this.  

“Even if the doctors had allowed you in, I wouldn’t have,” she pointed out, although she felt a lump in her throat while doing so.

“Anyway, I want to make it up to you now,” Ty Lee said in a rush.  “I know how much this means to you, and I want to be with you for it.”

“Your request is granted,” Azula said, her voice a bit more husky than she would have liked.  Ty Lee’s eyes were misted with emotion as she leaned over to put the finished flower crown on her friend’s head.

“Now don’t go crying on me,” Azula commanded, even as she felt pricking at the corners of her own eyes.  She turned to Tom-Tom, and even he had a sappy grin on his face.

“I guess it’s just the three of us then?” he asked.

“There will be other women present as witnesses,” Azula reminded him.  “But who cares about them?”

Ty Lee ended up making additional flower crowns for herself and Tom-Tom, and they all wore them for the rest of the day.