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trickarrows-bishop · 3 months
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marry anne is gonna have to kiss logan. oh . i hate male love interests fr . im so dramatic but HELP
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prodigal-explorer · 5 months
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i know a lot of people think patton would be the best babysitter out of all the sides 🙄
but consider: ROMAN.
this big, loud, larger-than-life man is just a walking living disney character. and kids LOVE that. roman will sing them songs, teach them how to dance, act like everything is a big game and a big deal, all to make them laugh and smile.
the biggest difference between patton and roman with taking care of kids is that roman would absolutely treat them like an equal, in the sense that he would treat the kid like a capable, cool person who’s worthy of respect and has the capability of being an expert! if a kid shows him their cartwheel, roman begs them to teach him how they did it, instead of just a “wow, great!”. if a kid sings him a song, roman calls a broadway producer right in front of the kid and pitches them, much to the kid’s giggling delight.
i already can hear the comments. “but roman’s so irresponsible! he’s so childish, he would be a horrible caretaker!” do you know how much discipline it takes to be an actor? roman absolutely will put the kid to bed at 8:30 and be in bed at 8:30 too because he has rehearsal tomorrow and needs his beauty rest. he will 100% feed the kid a ton of broccoli and eat the broccoli too because he needs lots of nutrients for his dance performance next week. roman leads by example, and he has a very structured life because of his career!!
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hawkins-losers · 2 years
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Hey there 💞 do you mind if I ask for billy hargrove not knowing how to deal with a crying y/n -prompt 20- please don't cry?
Let’s be real, Billy wouldn’t know what to do with a crying girl
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You and Billy had been playing cat and mouse since he arrived in town. You saw him get out of his car on the first day back to school and your eyes connected in the courtyard. You flirted with each other openly, and sometimes took a little escapade in the back of his prized Camaro - like that night at Tina's Halloween bash.
Although you were known as ‘Billy’s girl’, you weren’t exclusive. He didn't want the trouble of a girlfriend. He wasn’t good with emotions or feelings, or love. 
On Thursday night, Billy was in his room listening to loud music while lifting some weights when he heard someone banging at the door. 
‘’Max! Someone’s at the door,’’ he yelled, his loud voice making the redhead jump on her bed.
She sighed, putting her Wonder Woman comic down and went. ‘’I’m going! No need to yell like that…’’ 
He was the world’s worst babysitter. 
A few seconds later, Max stood in his doorway, a worried look on her face. ‘’Erm, Billy?’’
He groaned in profound annoyance, barking at his step-sister again. ‘’What do you want? I told you to get the damn door.’’ 
‘’I did. It’s…it’s for you.’’ 
Billy put down his dumbbell and sighed. Who the hell could be showing up at their door and asking for him? 
He walked out of his room and turned the corner of the living room, seeing a figure in a hoodie - a girl, according to the pink stripe on her sneakers - in their entrance. The hoodie was big on her and the hood was shielding a part of her face.
Billy approached slowly and you removed the hood, revealing your trembling lips, mascara tears and the worst of all, a developing bruise on your cheekbone. 
‘’The fuck is that on your face?’’ He stepping closer and took your chin between his thumb and index, tilting your face to get a better angle at the angry colors on your cheekbone. ‘’It wasn’t there when I dropped you off.’’ Billy’s jaw was clenched, anger boiling in his veins.
‘’I’m sorry for bothering you. I didn't know where else to go, I-’’
‘’I asked you a question. Who. Did. That.’’ 
‘’Same answer as you,’’ you mumbled, a tear falling from your eyes.
Anger crossed Billy’s. He could take his father’s abuse. He was tough enough to endure a hit or two, but a grown man touching a woman brought him back to when his old man would hit his mother. 
He was seething before you, anger having turned to rage, thinking about getting in his car and nail your father to his grave, but a sob escaped your lips. You tried to cover it, but Billy heard it.
‘’Please don’t cry.’’ His voice came out harsher than intended.
His raised voice made you flinch, reminding you of your father's. Because of his experience with abuse, you knew Billy wasn’t going to touch you. He might talk loudly and yell, but he never got physical with you. 
Billy cursed at your reaction, gently reaching out for you. He shook his head, trying to reformulate his words. ‘’I didn't mean it like that. It’s just, I don’t know what to do with a crying girl.’’ 
‘‘You could offer her some ice. That would be a good start.’‘ 
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I made a discovery today
The members of the Babysitters Club have canonically seen Starlight Express:
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The book this is from, Stacey's Mistake, was originally published in 1987, which is in fact when Starlight Express was on Broadway. And this is even kept in the graphic novel version! They don't mention Starlight Express by name, but if you know, you know:
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Here's how the show is described in the book, btw:
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vintage-every-day · 1 year
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Ann Savage was born in Columbia, South Carolina. During her early years, her family moved often as her father, an officer in the United States Army, relocated from base to base.
After he died when she was four years old, her mother moved  to Los Angeles. Growing up around the corner from the Jewelry District, the Broadway movie palaces of downtown Los Angeles served as her babysitter while her mother worked selling jewelry.
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sweetsmalldog · 9 months
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More Unsleeping Island stuff
Max’s introduction to the Unsleeping City was incredibly traumatic, he was having an argument with his soon to be ex husband Dan (it didn’t start out as an argument if it had he wouldn’t have brought Trumpet with him [he didn’t have a babysitter and wasn’t going to leave his toddler home alone]) when an attack happened (think snow men from first two episodes kinda vibe) they kill Dan and injure Trumpet before Max picked him up and started booking it. Bad saved Trumpet’s life when he arrived on the scene and saw how injured the kid was, using his magic to heal him and guarantee the two of them got away safely before joining Cellbit in killing the monster.
Baghera and Forever were born part of the Unsleeping City as Baghera was born with magic and Forever as her younger brother grew up around it. Forever eventually swore to protect the city and all its people and through that gained his own magic.
After Jaiden became Vox Phantasma her and Roier ended up at headquarters of the Gramercy Occult Society and met with the cities protectors, there they met Cellbit and he and Roier hit it off.
Phil is an old even by fey standards, he isn’t a fan of the rules of fey courts so after he got in trouble for speaking out against the Queen he stole the necessary items to bring his family to the human realm without having to worry about iron and other dangerous metals to them. Titania is pissed and Phil is ignoring that but because it’ll be totally fine.
Wilbur has made a name for himself as a Broadway star, very few remain aware of his Fey nature, though the long hours and late nights have given less time with his daughter then he’d like.
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justforbooks · 10 months
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Alan Arkin, who has died aged 89, was a star at the beginning of his career and a beloved character actor until the end. Though best known for comedies, most notably Catch-22 (1970) and Little Miss Sunshine (2006), lightness was not necessarily his forte; even at his funniest, he exuded gravitas. “I’ve studied acting seriously,” he said in 1982. “I’m not the clown who wants to be Hamlet or anything like that. I just think that regarding oneself as comic means that one’s primary obligation is to get laughs.”
He could be a prickly figure. “Alan does not meet you halfway as an actor,” said the writer-director Marshall Brickman, who cast him as a brainwashed scientist in the science-fiction comedy Simon (1980). “He’s a very serious actor. I think he’s brilliant. But he’s not interested in winning you over via personality. The way he photographs has a kind of austerity that’s a little hard for an audience to take. You either like Alan or you don’t.” The Oscar Arkin won for playing a heroin-snorting grandfather in Little Miss Sunshine ratified his status as a US national treasure.
Arkin was born and raised in Brooklyn, New York, the son of Beatrice (nee Wortis) and David Arkin, both schoolteachers. As a child, he attended acting classes. The family moved to Los Angeles when Alan was 11, but trouble befell the family when David was accused of communist affiliations (disproved posthumously) during the McCarthy era.
Alan studied acting at Los Angeles State College of Applied Arts and Sciences (now California State University, Los Angeles) before transferring to Bennington College, Vermont. In 1955, he married Jeremy Yaffe, and became active in the folk music scene. Along with fellow members of his group, the Tarriers, he was credited as co-writer of The Banana Boat Song (Day-O), an adaptation of a Jamaican folk standard. (A different version was a hit for Harry Belafonte.)
After an inauspicious film debut with the Tarriers in Calypso Heat Wave (1957), he threw in his lot with acting. He made his off-Broadway debut in the late 1950s and joined the Chicago improvisational group the Compass Players in 1959. This led to a stint with the Chicago improv troupe Second City and his Broadway debut, in 1961, in the company’s show From the Second City, which he co-wrote.
Arkin did not forgo folk music entirely: he formed the children’s group the Babysitters, which also featured Yaffe until their divorce. The band was later joined by his second wife, the actor and writer Barbara Dana, whom he married in 1964.
He left Second City after landing the lead on Broadway in a 1963 production, Enter Laughing, for which he won a Tony award. In the same year, he wrote, scored and starred in the Oscar-nominated short film That’s Me. Norman Jewison gave him his first major film role in The Russians Are Coming, The Russians Are Coming (1966), a comic take on cold war paranoia. Arkin received an Oscar nomination for his performance as a lieutenant on a Soviet submarine that runs aground in New England.
His range was indisputable. Comparisons to Peter Sellers abounded even before Arkin took the title role in the misguided, off-piste comedy Inspector Clouseau (1968). He accepted a rare villainous part in Wait Until Dark (1967), terrorising a blind Audrey Hepburn. In the same year, he played one of Shirley MacLaine’s lovers in Vittorio de Sica’s portmanteau film Woman Times Seven. He won a second Oscar nomination for playing a deaf man in The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter (1968), adapted from the novel by Carson McCullers, and starred as a Puerto Rican widower raising his children in Popi (1969).
His landmark role came when he was cast as the anxious bombardier Yossarian in Mike Nichols’s film of Joseph Heller’s Catch-22. The New York Times critic Vincent Canby summed up Arkin’s appeal: “[He] is not a comedian; he is a deadly serious actor, but because he projects intelligence with such monomaniacal intensity, he is both funny and heroic at the same time.” The eight-month shoot was an arduous experience for the actor. “If they had shot footage of the making of the film,” he said, “it would’ve been a hell of a lot closer to the book than the movie was.”
Arkin had already directed several shorts when he embarked on his full-length directing debut, an adaptation of Jules Feiffer’s blackly comic play Little Murders (1971), set in a fractured and hostile New York City. The film’s critical reputation has grown steadily along with that of Arkin’s follow-up, Fire Sale (1977). Both pictures exhibit an acidic, rueful comic tone consistent with the mood of 1970s independent cinema.
In the same decade, Arkin played a long-distance truck driver in Deadhead Miles (1972), scripted by Terrence Malick; unsure how to market this eccentric road movie, Paramount shelved it, though it has surfaced occasionally on television. He teamed up with James Caan in the action comedy Freebie and the Bean (1974), with Peter Falk in The In-Laws (1979) and with Jeff Bridges in the 1930s-set Hearts of the West (1975). In The Seven-Per-Cent Solution (1977), he played Sigmund Freud, who welcomes Sherlock Holmes (Nicol Williamson) as a patient. He was a washed-up superhero in the Australian musical comedy The Return of Captain Invincible (1983) and a concentration camp prisoner in Escape from Sobibor (1987).
During the 1990s, Arkin’s movie career began its second flourishing. He specialised in sympathetic father figures in Coupe de Ville and Edward Scissorhands (both 1990) and Slums of Beverly Hills (1998), and played a desperate salesman in Glengarry Glen Ross (1992), the film of David Mamet’s play. He was also memorable as an assassin’s psychiatrist in Grosse Pointe Blank (1997). An acclaimed performance as a troubled insurance manager in Thirteen Conversations About One Thing (2001) attracted further awards.
The independent smash Little Miss Sunshine exploited Arkin’s contradictory qualities of coarseness and warmth. After that, most of his films felt minor: in 2008 he delivered another beneficent father routine in Sunshine Cleaning and a helping of spy antics in Get Smart, and was a twinkly editor in the family hit Marley & Me. More challenging was Rebecca Miller’s drama The Private Lives of Pippa Lee (2009), in which Arkin played a man married to a woman 30 years his junior. His fond portrayal of a grizzled movie producer in Argo (2012), Ben Affleck’s thriller set during the Iran hostage crisis, was hugely admired and was nominated for a best supporting actor Oscar.
He starred with Al Pacino and Christopher Walken as ageing crooks reuniting for one last job in Stand Up Guys (2012), and with Michael Caine and Morgan Freeman as retirees who plot to rob a bank after losing their pensions in Going in Style (2017). He was also in Tim Burton’s live-action remake of Dumbo (2019) and played a Hollywood agent in the Netflix series The Kominsky Method (2019) with Michael Douglas.
In 2020, he published Out of My Mind, which detailed his 20-year friendship with his spiritual mentor John Battista, though Battista’s full name is not mentioned in the book, nor his fall from grace (Battista was charged with the sexual abuse of several women and one girl) and suicide. The scandal caused a kind of paralysis in Arkin for six months, he told the Guardian in 2020. “But I doggedly went on and I’m glad that I did.”
He is survived by his third wife, Suzanne Newlander, whom he married in 1996, two sons, Adam and Matthew, from his first marriage, and a son, Anthony, from his second marriage.
🔔 Alan Wolf Arkin, actor and director, born 26 March 1934; died 29 June 2023
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mbavholidayexchange · 4 months
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to: @kalimarsii from: @sarahfoxjones
Title: Counting Seconds | Rating: Teen | Word Count: 1,083 | Summary: Sarah is going to drama school in New York with dreams of getting on Broadway. Erica is stuck in Canada studying biology. They spend winter break together, and they don't want it to end.
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jammie3132 · 5 months
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Fandom: Glee Pairing: Blaine Anderson & Sebastian Smythe Rating: General Audience Story Summary: Sam's Goddaughter is upset and finally admits it's because she heard her fathers yelling at each other. He suggests they become detectives (like Batman) and go undercover to find out why. NOTES: Seblaine but primarily told through Sam's POV. There's a small section of just Sebastian and his daughter. 10 Days of Seblaine Day 2: Spies/Undercover Part 2 of Poppy's Little Angel This series is dedicated to @seblaineaddict
Maybe everyone was right. He shouldn’t have run off to Hawaii and married another model. Three months into their marriage, she was cast in a movie filming in some country Sebastian had to point out on a map of Europe. A week later he received the annulment paperwork.
Since he’d moved into her place, and they never put his name on the lease, he was now living with Blaine and Sebastian. Best BFFs ever for never once saying I told you so, unlike Santana who said it every chance she got.
It wound up his moving in worked out for all of them. Sebastian was filling in as choreographer on a friend’s directorial debut. It was only supposed to be a week. He was about to begin his second month. The show was having issues finding a new one after word got out why the last one quit.
This happened at the same time Blaine agreed to go back to his show before it closed and went on the road. Machiavelli the Musical really was Blaine’s show. He and a couple friends at NYU wrote it for one of their classes. It made it into the hands of the right people and *poof* sold out theaters and three Tonys for Blaine, including Best Actor for Machiavelli. All the fangirls (and boys) went nuts when they heard Blaine was returning for the final shows.
While people were sad to see Machiavelli the Musical close on Broadway, they understood Blaine and his partners were ready to move on to other projects. Not to mention, the three of them made a boat load of money selling the movie rights.
That’s why he (Sam Evans, male supermodel…well, in demand male model) agreed to become the babysitter (but he preferred Manny) for his favorite person in the world (his family and Blaine tied at a close second).
But something was wrong with his Goddaughter. She was never this quiet.
“Jellybean, what’s wrong?”
“Nuthin”
“Angelica Penelope Anderson-Smythe…”
“Unc Sammy, I said nuthin!”
Ok, something was definitely wrong. Angelica was the easiest going 4-year old you’d ever meet, which no one expected considering Blaine and Sebastian adopted her from a member of Sebastian’s family. Although, she did have her moments…like now.
“Uh-uh, you know the rule about yelling at people.”
The little girl rolled her eyes (there’s the Smythe gene) and flippantly grumbled “Don’t yell. Use your words to say why you’re mad.”
“Correct.”
“How come I got to do the rules but Poppy and Daddy don’t?”
“Because they’re adults and you’re 4.” Wait a minute…“What do you mean your Poppy and Daddy didn’t follow the rule?”
“I heard Poppy and Daddy yellin. Tommy says his mommy and daddy started yellin and now his daddy don’t live there anymore.”
Damn that Tommy kid. He might be Angelica’s preschool bestie, but he was also a total brat.
Thankfully, his brilliant Goddaughter was beginning Kindergarten at a school for musical prodigies in a few weeks. Blaine gave her a violin when she was 2 ½ and now she plays Beethoven. The school was so excited to get the daughter of two Tony winners, especially Blaine Broadway’s Golden Touch Anderson, they found a way around the 5 year-old requirement.
“Jellybean, I promise your Daddy and Poppy aren’t going anywhere.”
“Then why was they yellin?”
“I don’t know.” Then Sam had what he believed was best idea ever (unlike getting married). “Why don’t we become detectives and go undercover to find out?”
His idea brought out a 180 degree change in Angelica’s attitude. “Like superheroes?”
Maybe not that great of an idea. “No, detectives…kind of like spies. You can’t become a superhero until you turn 10. Remember?”
“Poppy says it’s cuz when Daddy was little, Unc Coop said NightBird could fly if he jumped off the roof of Grammy and Grampy’s house.”
Sebastian didn’t have a superhero problem. He had a Cooper goes overboard trying to be the fun uncle problem. And while 99% of the time it wasn’t an issue, Blaine’s brother had the habit of showing up unannounced whenever he booked a job in NYC.
“Yes, your Daddy was lucky he only broke his leg.”
“And his flying bone. It’s why NightBird can’t fly.”
Yes! She didn't fight the superhero rule. Sebastian wasn't going to kill him...or kick him out. He really enjoyed living there. “You know, Batman is a detective. I can find a (appropriate for 4-year old) movie (cartoon) so we can take notes on how he solves mysteries.”
“And have ice cream?”
“Duh. I’m pretty sure I saw a new carton of Chunky Monkey in the freezer.”
Angelica moved over on the couch until she could give him a hug. “I love you Unc Sammy.”
“I love you too, Jellybean.”
The next morning Sebastian entered his daughter’s bedroom to find her sitting in the rocking chair. “Why aren’t you still in bed, Angel?” he asked as he picked her up and joined her in the chair.
“I wanted to rock cuz you and Daddy has to go to his Not gonna do his show anymore party tonight and won’t be here.”
Sebastian sighed as he pulled her closer. When they adopted their daughter, Blaine was busy getting his musical into production. This meant he’d been her primary caregiver since they brought her home from Paris. He loved everything about being a full-time parent. He still questioned why he said Yes to helping his friend. However, today was (finally!) his last day. He hadn’t told anyone because it was Blaine’s big night, and he didn’t want to take away focus. “But you're coming to Daddy’s show before we go to the party, so you’ll see us then. And I can’t wait because you’re going to look just like a real angel in the new dress Auntie Tana and Auntie Britt bought you.”
“I am a for reals angel cuz I’m your Angel.”
He loved this little girl more than anything (Blaine was 1C. His ass was 1B) and thanked her every day for choosing him to be her Poppy. “That’s right and you have been since the first moment I saw you.”
“Do you miss Daddy?”
That was a strange question. “When I’m not home? Of course, I do. Did you think I wouldn’t? Or that Daddy wouldn’t miss me?”
“Maybe…I dunno.”
“Then why did you ask?”
“When people miss people they gets mad. When people gets mad they yell. I don’t like yellin. I guess it’s ok Joshy yells cuz he’s a baby.”
Brittany and Santana’s kid did have a set of lungs on him, that’s for sure.
“Well, don’t worry about me and Daddy yelling. Are we tired from work and sad because we don’t get to spend more time with our Angel? Yes. But for your information, Daddy and I had a date night after he came home from his show a couple nights ago.”
“A date night?”
“That’s right. You probably don’t remember because it’s been a while, but Daddy and I used to go out on a date once a week. Lately we’ve had to have them here. We don’t mind though because it’s not about where we would go, it’s about making the time special.”
“Like what?”
“Well, last time we cuddled in bed (had mind blowing sex), watched a movie and ate pizza.”
Everything Angelica remembered about being a detective disappeared. “Daddy let you eat in bed!? That’s not a me rule. That’s a everybody rule! Unc Sammy has to do the rule cuz he lives here!”
While father and daughter continued to rock and talk, Sam walked by the open door and smiled because he was aware of what was actually happening. Angelica asked a lot of questions during their (air quotes) detective training (watched a Batman cartoon). This was really bothering her. While he believed there wasn’t a problem, it wouldn’t hurt to see if he could get some clues from suspect #2.
He found Blaine in the kitchen, setting up to make waffles. In other words, a typical morning at the Anderson-Smythe’s. “Morning Sammy. Santana called. Josh had a fever during the night, and even though he’s doing better, she and Britt won’t be coming tonight.”
“So, no Munchkin slumber party with Uncle Sammy…got it. We'll have one some other night so his mommies can go out” Sam replied as he went to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of green juice. “I’m heading out to the gym.
Blaine put his hand on his chest and (overdramatically)pretended to be surprised.
This guy had two Tonys for acting?
“You’re going to the gym? Did you finally remember you have a bathing suit photo shoot in a couple weeks? Or did you have problems buttoning your jeans due to the My wife ran off to Bulgaria for a part in a movie she slept with the director to get pity party?”
Wow! When you put it like that…“I thought we agreed this was a no I told you so zone?”
“Yeah, for Santana. And I’m not saying I told you so. I was beginning to worry.”
“I haven’t been that bad.”
Blaine stopped mixing his batter and gave his best friend what Sam called his I would never call you dumb, but what you said was stupid stare. “I love you, but I’ve watched you eat more junk food in the last 10 days than in the previous 10 years. You also ate not one, but two cartons of Bas’ Chunky Monkey ice cream. I can only stop him from reverting back into Dalton Sebastian for so long.”
Oh, not good. “Jellybean ate some too.”
“Don’t make things worse.”
Blaine started to gather what else he needed. According to Batman, a good time to collect information was when the suspect was distracted. “I let her have some because she was upset.”
“Oh God, what did Tommy say this time?”
Told you the kid was a brat.
“How his parents used to yell at each other and how his father doesn’t live with them anymore.” Another Batman tip…when interrogating a suspect, always tell the truth, but give as little information as possible. That way you don’t have to remember lies you told and who you told them to.
“Good thing Ang doesn’t have to worry about me and Bas.”
That didn’t help. Hopefully Detective Jellybean was getting more out of suspect #1. “That’s what I told her. I’m out of here but don’t fret jet, I’ll still be able to get Jellybean after preschool.”
“Thanks again. But Sam, if I was you, I’d stop at the grocery on the way home and pick up some Chunky Monkey.”
Unfortunately, Blaine was right about the photo shoot. He had forgotten. And yes, he’d been off his game since she did what she did. And double yes, it was a mistake to skip the gym for 2 weeks. But, for the record, his jeans still fit…even if they were tight.
He had no idea how Blaine wore those pants back in high school.
Sam was 60% through his usual workout (oh, was he going to pay for that decision later) when his alarm to get Angelica went off. Today, of all days, it was important to be on time. Their afternoon had been meticulously scheduled by Sebastian to prevent a 4-year old I’m tired meltdown at Blaine’s show. It didn’t finish until an hour after her bedtime and who knows how long it would take to get home.
The most important part of Sebastian’s schedule was the block of time right before naptime, but it was also the most difficult to accomplish. Fridays were always eventful at preschool. The walk from there to Blaine and Sebastian’s wasn’t far. If Angelica didn’t finish her review of the entire day before they walked through the front door, he could kiss any chance of a nap goodbye.
By the time they were halfway home Sam learned how the teacher thought the new class hamster was a boy but it was a girl and now they’re going to have lots of baby hamsters. Since the babies would come after school got out, she couldn’t see them be born. That made her sad. The other big news was Emily lost two teeth the night before and found $20 under her pillow this morning from the Tooth Fairy.
$20? Talk about inflation!
But, once she finished with the Tooth Fairy atrocity, Angelica announced she was done. Sam knew better. “What happened during Share Time?” Share Time was her favorite time of the whole week. It always took the most time.
Did that brat say something else to upset her?
“I couldn’t share.”
Her answer concerned him enough to cross the street to a park and find a bench. It couldn't wait until they got home. Naptime was going to be a disaster. “Why couldn’t you share?”
“Teacher said to share what we’re goin do when we had no more school. All my friends are goin to lots of totally awesome places like to see Micky Mouse and the Princesses. Jordan is goin see Harry Potter. I don’t have someplace totally awesome cuz Poppy and Daddy works all the time.”
“Hey, I know for a fact they want to take you somewhere totally awesome, but your Poppy’s work keeps asking him to stay. But tonight’s the last night your Daddy is going to work. That’s why we’re going to the theater to watch and then your Poppy and Daddy are going to a big party to celebrate.”
Sam had no idea what he said but suddenly Angelica was off the bench and bouncing like Tigger. “I know why they’re goin to the party and I can’t go. It’s a date night! When I was being a detective, Poppy said he and Daddy use to have lots of them but now they do them at home. Tonight they can go out!”
“Nice work.” As Sam watched his Goddaughter continue to bounce an unpleasant memory popped into his head. “When you heard Poppy and Daddy yelling, did they sound mad?”
She stopped bouncing and put on her thinking face. “I don’t member. Sorry, Unc Sammy.”
“That’s ok. It’s just when I saw you bouncing, I remembered a time in high school when your Daddy got so super excited, he not only jumped around like you did, he talked really loud.”
“Like he was yellin?”
“Exactly like he was yelling. I had to keep telling him to tone it down.”
“Why was he excited?”
Oh shit! What was he thinking? If either Blaine or Sebastian found out he (ever so slightly) mentioned Blaine’s over the top proposal to his ex, Sebastian wouldn’t have to kill him. Blaine will have already disposed of his body. “He planned a surprise for someone. Your Daddy likes surprises.”
“If he’s makin a surprise, why didn’t he tell me? I like surprises too.” 
“Maybe the surprise is for you.” He probably shouldn't have said that.
His answer caused the bouncing to return. “Like goin somewhere totally awesome? Or a baby sister?”
That was new. 
“Maybe, but you can’t say anything. Ruining a surprise is a very bad thing. So bad it will put you on Santa’s naughty list. No matter how much you want to ask, you must be strong.”
“I’ll try.”
“Do…or do. There is no try.”
“That’s not what Yoda said. He said do or do not.”
Sam pulled her into a big hug. “You quoted Star Wars. I’m so proud of you.”
“Unc Sammy, you squishin me!”
“Oops, sorry. I was excited.”
“Like Daddy was excited?”
“Yes” Wait a minute. Nooooo...it couldn’t be. “Jellybean, do you remember any words you heard Poppy or Daddy say when they were yelling?”
“Not Poppy but Daddy yelled Poppy’s name. And he yelled Yes. He yelled Yes a lot…a lot, a lot.”
Ooooooooohhhhhhh, this was going to be fun.
Sam lifted his Goddaughter, settling her on his shoulders. “I think you solved our mystery, Detective Jellybean. I’ll see what I can find out. But remember…”
“Don’t say nuthin about my surprise or Santa will put me on the bad list.”
“You got it. Now, we need to get a move on. We’re already behind on your Poppy’s schedule so you’re going straight to your nap when we get home. No arguing. But first we have to stop at the grocery and replace Poppy’s Chunky Monkey. I have a feeling he’s going to need it later.”
1AM
Sam flipped channels as he awaited Blaine and Sebastian return. He was going to tell them everything as soon as they got home. There was no way he could sit on this, especially with Santana, Brittany and Josh coming to dinner since they missed Blaine’s performance and party.
His wait ended moments later when his friends practically fell into the apartment. Neither noticed him sitting on the couch, or that lights and the TV were on. They were too busy ripping each other’s clothes off.
“You know, I like porn as much as the next guy…”
That got their attention.
“Why are you still awake?” Blaine asked while straightening his clothes.
Sebastian wasn’t as polite. “First you eat my ice cream and now you’re cock blocking? I don’t care if you’re my husband’s brother from another mother…”
“Calm down Seb…no, seriously calm down or at least zip your fly. And I replaced the ice cream. There’s six pints of Chunky Monkey in the freezer.”
“I’m still kicking your ass later” Sebastian told him while leaving for the kitchen. With as pissed off as he was, Sam made a quick change in his plans. It was best if he told Blaine first.
Although, Blaine didn’t look much happier. “What the fuck is going on, and it better be good.”
Oh, it was good! “Remember this morning, technically yesterday morning…”
“Sam…”
“Do you remember when I said I gave Jellybean ice cream because of some shit Tommy said?”
“Kind of, something about his parents yelling and his dad moved out. I don’t understand why that’s important.”
“He didn’t randomly offer the information. Tommy told your daughter because your daughter told him she heard you and her other father yelling at each other.”
Blaine took a step back, obviously even more confused by what he was told. “That’s impossible! Bas and I wouldn’t yell so loud Ang would hear. Since we adopted her, we’ve become masters of silent arguing. But we haven’t had an argument in weeks, except about you eating his ice cream. She must have heard a television or something.”
“At first, I was thinking the same thing, but she was insistent. So, I devised an ingenious plan for us to become detectives and go undercover to figure out what she heard, or thought she heard.”
“Please tell me not as superheroes.”
“Detectives like Batman.”
“Ok, that works. Did you find out what she heard?”
“Yeah, the two of you yelling.”
“I told you that’s impossible.”
Sam had no idea how he was holding it together. He was to the point where he was biting the inside of his cheeks not to laugh. “Yes, you were. She couldn’t make out what Seb was yelling. However, you were yelling Bas, Bas…yes, yes, yes!” Blaine froze and went straight to the comically accurate wide-eyed, jaw dropped expression. It was getting harder not to laugh.
Sebastian chose this time to come back, eating his ice cream from the carton. “I’m still…” When he noticed what was going on he rushed over, setting his ice cream on the coffee table to embrace his husband. “B, what’s going on? Did something happen to your parents or some other member of your family?” Blaine was so far down the rabbit hole he couldn’t form words, only guttural noises. This only ramped Sebastian up even more. “What the fuck Evans?”
Seeing Blaine so upset had Sam torn. He felt bad for what he was going through…but DAMN IT! This was funny!
“Evans…”
Over the years, Sebastian had become his best friend not named Blaine. He’d appreciate the humor of the situation if it wasn’t happening to him. Oh well, he’ll appreciate it someday.
“I told him your daughter, your Angel, heard the two of you having sex.”
“That’s not possible!”
“That’s what he said!” THAT was funny…how it was he said, not she said. Ok, not the right time.
Blaine pulled back from his husband but grabbed ahold of Sebastian’s arms. Even in his stupor, he realized he needed to be the calm one. While he loved his daughter, she was Sebastian’s Angel. “He’s telling the truth Bas.”
“How do you know?”
“Because Angelica told Sam she heard me yelling your name and the word yes. Oh my God, I’ve scarred my poor baby for life!”
“No, you didn’t” Sam told him as he sat back on the couch and put his feet up on the coffee table (breaking at least ten of Blaine’s rules). “I, the best Godfather and friend in the world, saved you.”
Both fathers moved to the loveseat across from him. “How?” Sebastian asked cautiously. Maybe they didn't want to know.
“I told her a very generic story, with no details whatsoever, about a time in high school when Blaine planned a surprise…”
“What?!” Blaine and Sebastian exclaimed in unison, Sam’s vailed explanation unable to hide he was talking about Blaine’s proposal to Kurt.
“The two of you are going to wake Jellybean up if you can’t keep your voices down. The reason you're in this mess in the first place.”
“Sam” Blaine said as calmly as possible, channeling his true feelings into his continued grasp of Sebastian's arm. “How did you save us?’
“I told her you get excited when you plan a surprise, meaning you bounce like Tigger and your voice goes up until you’re talking very, very loud.”
“Oh, that’s actually believable.” Blaine looked at Sebastian who was nodding agreement.
“Good, because I convinced her you weren’t yelling you were excited…which wasn’t a lie.”
“Sam…”
“You two are killing my fun. Anyway, your daughter no longer believes you were yelling but planning a big surprise. There’s one tiny problem. She thinks the surprise is for her.”
Both fathers sighed and relaxed a bit. Sam really had saved them, but they also knew there was more to the story. Sebastian was the one brave enough to ask " Did Angel give you an idea what she wanted for her surprise?”
“A big, totally awesome trip somewhere. And when I say big, I mean huge! Something to make all her little friends jealous, even though she'll be going to a different school and won't see them again."
This time it was Blaine’s turn to be upset. “How could you tell her we’re going to surprise her with something like that? It will be next to impossible to get into anywhere Ang would consider totally awesome. Parents make those reservations months, sometimes years, in advance. Not only that, Bas’ show still hasn’t found a choreographer…”
“Yes, they have.”
Blaine could've gotten whiplash with how fast he turned his head. “What? Bas?”
“Today, technically yesterday, was my last day. Before you get upset, I didn’t say anything because last night was your night. And since I wouldn't have gone in the next couple days because I didn't work weekends, I was going to wait to surprise you and Angel at breakfast on Monday.”
Blaine rested his head on Sebastian's shoulder. The time, the alcohol from the party and the stress of this conversation had caught up with him. “With as happy as I am to hear you're finally out of there, I think I’m done with surprises for a while.”
Sam cleared his throat to bring attention back to him. “There’s one more thing you should know.”
“Sam, I can't take any more beating around the bush. Please, just tell us.”
“If you don’t want to surprise Jellybean with a totally awesome trip, she did mention something else.”
“What?”
“A baby sister.”
Blaine heard Sebastian gasp before quickly covering his mouth and shaking his head. He then looked back to Sam who was not only nodding but eating the ice cream Sebastian had forgotten. Suddenly, a totally awesome vacation sounded like a fantastic idea.
“Come on, Bas. Let’s get to bed. Tomorrow you can take Ang to MOMA and I’ll call a travel agent I know to see what our vacation options are.”
Sam called out Goodnight as they left the room but they weren’t paying attention. Had he gone too far…maybe. But was there a good way to tell your friends their 4-year old daughter had heard them having sex?
In spite of the time, he turned the television back on and found a show to watch while he finished his ice cream. “You know, I’m a pretty great detective. I should get a PI license when my modeling career is over. Or, I could get a PI license now and keep eating ice cream.”
Notes:
In my mind Machiavelli the Musical is similar to A Very Potter Musical but with more money for production.
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Threads wanted for the following muses. Like this post & I'll reach out:
BEATRICE “BEA” ALLEN | early-mid twenties | hopeful dancer & waitress | submissive | k.ristine froseth fc ➡️innocent, fish out of water, hollywood wanna be, ultimate sweetheart, naïve.
BROOKE DAVIS | mid twenties | upcoming broadway star & daughter of retired broadway star | submissive | t.aylor swift fc ➡️ can be rather sweet but..bratty, sensitive, emotional, mommy issues, scared of being cheated on.
DARCY RODRIGUIEZ | early twenties | college student & babysitter | switch | younger half-sister to kaitlyn | o.livia rodrigo fc ➡️ enthusiastic, kind, motivated, wants to be wanted, wants to impress people.
ELSIE TYLER  | early twenties | diner waitress  | submissive | e.lla purnell fc➡️ virgin, innocent, trailer park baby, toxic daddy, ultimate sweetheart.
FLORA HARRIS | late twenties | maid / helps run her mother’s cleaning company - au or modern | switch | s.imone ashley fc. ➡️kind, determined, motivated, doesn't take your shit, more of an introvert.
LACEY ANDREWS | early twenties | adult entertainment star - known as lacey lane | submissive | n.atalie alyn lind fc ➡️sweet, capable, sexy, flirty, fun, proud of her job.
MADELINE LAWRENCE | late twenties | princess - AU or modern | switch | t.aylor swift fc ➡️ kind, considerate, stubborn, a little sick of her duties, wants to live a little.
 SABRINA MONTGOMERY | early-mid twenties | professional escort | switch | l.ily-rose depp fc ➡️ sexy, confident, flirty, knows how to have a good time, good at her job, not really here to make friends.
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7 question ask: Ariel
Three facts about them from my personal headcanons.
While I don't think Ariel's Beginning is canon for the original film (so many fans agree that the characters aren't quite themselves in that prequel), I do believe that her mother was killed by humans and that this is the reason why King Triton hates them.
From an early age, she learned to take pride in her red hair. No one would dream of teasing her about it. The idea that red hair is weird and garish is a stupid human prejudice; under the sea, with so much blue and green to compliment it, red hair is considered especially beautiful.
If the TV series is canon, and Hans Christian Andersen was inspired to write his story of The Little Mermaid by a brief encounter with Ariel, then someday Ariel will read his story. She'll be amazed by how closely (by sheer coincidence) it parallels her own life, but she won't care for the idea that merpeople have no souls (which Andersen just made up), or for the ending.
A reason they suck:
Her deal with Ursula.
A reason they are great:
She's so enthusiastic and full of zest for life and exploration.
A reason I relate to them:
I've also felt as if I don't fit in.
(what I consider to be) the top tier otp/ot3 for that character:
Ariel and Eric forever!
Five things that never happened to the character that I believe should have happened:
She should have had more interactions with her sisters.
She should have had some lines before "Part of Your World" similar to the lyrics of the song "The World Above" from the Broadway musical, explaining that when she visits the surface or collects human objects, she feels more at home. That it's as if she was born in the wrong world by mistake, and was really meant to be human. (Yes, the LGBT+ parallel would be intentional.)
She should have shown a little more sadness and conflict about leaving her family behind. I understand that she was mad at her father, but he still is her father, and her sisters never did anything wrong to her.
There should have been a scene during her time as a mute human that showed her writing out the whole story of who she was, then showing it to Eric. But he would think it was just creative art, and we'd see that indeed, her writing just looks like odd shapes. Sebastian would then explain to her that she's writing in sea script, which humans can't read – she hasn't learned human script yet. This would explain the plot hole of Ariel knowing how to write yet not communicating with Eric that way.
The movie should have kept the deleted scene after the final battle, where, after Triton changes back to his true form, Ariel apologizes to him again (not for choosing to become human, but for letting Ursula trap her and use her as bait for Triton) and he comforts her. Maybe with an additional line from Triton, along the lines of "If not for my foolishness, none of this would have happened." Even though Triton's actions (sacrificing himself for Ariel and later turning her human again) make up for his earlier behavior, it would have been nice to hear a verbal apology from him too.
Five people that character never fell in love with and why.
King Triton. No incest.
Sebastian. As a crab, he's too physically different from her, as well as too old and too much of a babysitter.
Flounder. He's her best friend, but he's a fish and a child.
Grimsby. He's too old.
Chef Louis. He's too bloodthirsty toward fish and crabs.
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Headcannons day!!!!!!!!!
Peng
1. Loves fruits any kind anyway
2. Will beat a bitch for stealing his trinkets
3. Adores watching children fall and sometimes trips them to laugh
4. Mice, he hates mice or rats
5. Has threatened a child over a collectable
6. Will not eat sushi or bugs
7. Wants to do Broadway but unlike wukong, hates the thought of people laughing at him
Azure
1. Is quite amused by the new technology in the world
2. Was the quickest to pick up on slang and pronouns but couldn't understand sexuality stuff for the life of him
3. Helped the monkeys evacuate ffm
4. Loves kids so much
5. Hates the thought of rejection
HELOO!!!
- He actually enjoys eating fruits, probably the monkeys gave him that habit.
- he will beat the shit out fo anyone, really.
- he hates children, actually. Just- ugh. So noisy.
- he eats them though.
- he has done worse.
- he somehow..hates fish.
- well, i guess neither does sun wukong, but one has stage fright, another just hates everyone.
- very. Actually. Very. Very interested. He can't believe sun wukong has even made one of those new videogames thingies.
- in the group? Sun Wukong was the first, he has SEEN it happen, them azure !!
But what the fuck is homosexual? A new human evolution?
- he actually..liked the monkeys.
- he and wukong are Greta babysitters.
- this is why he never spoke about his feelings to wukong, he knew he would get rejected.
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Can you do 12 from your prompt with a Billy x Reader
(‘’I’m fine.’’ - ‘’No, you’re not. You’re bleeding!’’)
Warnings: child abuse, violent behavior
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You had giggled excitedly when Billy had brutally pushed you into his closet after hearing his father call his name. You thought he was just not allowed to have girls in his room - like most teenage boys - but it was much bigger than that. 
The closet door closed just as Neil bursted into Billy's room and began yelling at him, asking where the hell his sister was. Your amusement died immediately, realizing you got the situation wrong. 
You had never met the man, but the sound of his voice scared you the second he opened his mouth. Anyone who thought Billy was scary when angry clearly hadn’t met his father. 
‘’I don’t know where she went,’’ Billy said. ‘’She must’ve snuck out to the arcade or something. She’s thirteen, Dad, she shouldn’t need a full-time babysitter.’’
You peeked through the vents of the closet door, seeing things you were never supposed to see.
Not satisfied with his answer, Neil grabbed Billy by the front of his shirt and backed him against the bookshelf, the impact making some things fall and tip over. You brought a hand to cover your gasp, shocked by the violent behavior. 
‘’You were supposed to watch her. She’s your sister-’’
‘’She’s not my sister.’’ 
The next thing he did shocked you the most; he hit him. Billy didn’t flinch. He stood there and took the hit. ‘’She is now! When we tell you to watch over her, you do as told,’’ Neil hissed, grabbing Billy’s jaw so he’d look at him. ‘’Understood?’’
‘’Yes, sir.’’ Billy’s voice was robotic, telling you it wasn’t teh first time his father was abusive toward him. 
‘’Now, you’re gonna get in your car and go look for Maxine. If anything happens to her, it’s on you.’’
Billy waited until Neil was gone before breaking down, allowing a single tear to slip. He closed his eyes and took two shuddering breaths. 
You had always seen Billy as a tough guy, someone who wasn’t scared of anything and fights back when someone hits. Tonight, he stood still in front of his father and took a hit without flinching. You  had a feeling that this wasn’t the first time either.
You pulled the closer door open and came out. ‘’Billy,’’ you said quietly, approaching him slowly. 
‘’Don’t. I don’t want your pity.’’ He wiped his face, embarrassed for being seen at a vulnerable moment. He grunted, rubbing at his face. ‘’You weren’t supposed to see that. Fuck.’’ He sat on the bed with his head down. 
Seeing him so sad and scared of a man he could physically take down made you want to cry. 
You could see blood at the corner of his mouth - from the hit. Your stomach sank. ‘’You’re bleeding.’’ You reached out to wipe it, but Billy shifted away from your touch. 
‘’I’m fine, Y/N,’’ his said through gritted teeth.
When Billy was like this, it was hard to get through him. He was closed off of nature, but after a fight with his father, he had this extra layer of protection, this shield, that no one could make a crack through. 
‘’No, you’re not,’’ you protested, going to sit beside him on the bed. ‘’You’re not fine and none of this is okay. I know you won’t want to talk to me about…this and I respect your choice, but I’m here.’’ You kissed Billy’s shoulder, then laid your head on it, providing him a small form of comfort. ‘’I don’t see you differently or think any low of you because of it.’’ 
You expected him to push you away, but he didn’t.
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deepautumncolors · 7 months
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Last night my mom and I went to see A Chorus Line at a theater right next to the pavilion where I got married. If you aren’t familiar with it, it’s a musical about 17 dancers who are auditioning to be in the chorus of a Broadway show. The director wants them to introduce themselves, and he asks them why they decided to be a dancer and how they started dancing. They tell him about their families and some experiences they had during their childhood and adolescence. The audience learns about what their past was like when they were growing up and some events that have shaped their decisions and personalities. In the second half, they talk about what they would do if they couldn’t dance anymore. At the end, four males and four females are selected for the parts. It’s one of the longest-running Broadway shows in history.
It’s one of our favorite shows, and our hometown has a special connection to it: one of the original Broadway cast members was from the city we live in! His name was Thommie Walsh, and he played the character of Bobby Mills when the show opened back in 1975. (Another person in the original cast with him was Kelly Bishop, who later played Emily Gilmore in Gilmore Girls!) He also performed in, choreographed, and directed a bunch of other shows and won two Tony Awards. He passed away from lymphoma in 2007 when he was only 57. I never got to meet him, but I know his sister Barbara. My mom is good friends with her, so she was at my wedding! Pretty cool, huh?
Anyway, so this is what I wore to the show:
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I knew one of my coworkers was going that night too so I figured I would see her across the room and wave to her or something, but it turned out our seats were right next to each other! It was such a funny coincidence. We took a picture together and sent it to the group text with our department during intermission. We’ve worked not only for the same company, but also in the same department, for the past 12 years. We started right around the same time, and we even went to the same babysitter’s house together when we were little! Sometimes you just keep crossing paths with the same person throughout your life. Like that scene in Hamilton where George Washington is like, “Have you two met?” during Right Hand Man, and Hamilton and Burr look at each other and go, “We keep meeting” at the same time. (If you can’t tell by now, I’ve seen a lot of musicals!)
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Thanks @chaotic--agraphia for tagging me 💕
rules— shuffle your “on repeat playlist” & list the first 10 songs. then tag 10 people  
(I know like nothing about the people from these groups so if they are terrible whoops pls tell me thanks)
Wired by Hands Like Houses
Dear Astronomer by Valiant Hearts
Someone Gets Hurt from the Mean Girls Broadway Soundtrack
Light My Love by Greta Van Fleet
Two Doors Down by Dolly Parton
Mortal Projections by Djo
Hypocrates by MARINA
bernard trigger by Cleopatrick
Baby I'm Burnin' by Dolly Parton
All I Wanted by Paramore
I don't even think I know 10 people
No pressure!! I tag @stevesmunsons, @steves-babysitter, @munsonology, and @munsonsduchess.
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muzelor · 9 months
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against all odds (and while on mobile) im in. which means everyone shall get either a small starter or lots of memes (feel free to respond to the one ur muse resonates to the most).
gonna add the following muses so if you're interested in interacting with any of them, drop a comment or yell at me in private!
pugsley addams - inspired from comedians like pete davidson, troy bond and matt rife and the addams movies + tv shows
erica jones - my babysitter's a vampire anyone??? inspired by the lost boys which means canon divorced unfortunately
maureen johnson - inspired by Broadway's musical rent!
paul - the lost boys based! i may have only watched the first movie but he's my soft bloodsucking boi
lindsey - from total drama island or however was that called ; she's gorgeous and naive but she has one hell of a vocabulary
robin scherbatsky - how i met your mother compliant !
these are all the names i got so far, will add everything up in a couple hours!
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