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leaderwonim · 4 months

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SEASONS

⤻ pairing. popular!sunghoon x shy!reader (ft nishimura riki and hanni from nwjns)

⤻ genre. fluff, hints of angst, brother’s best friend to lovers trope (reader is heeseung’s sister) forbidden love kinda

⤻ synopsis. park sunghoon, the notorious playboy who just so happens to be your brother’s best friend, was off limits. heeseung had made it clear to you during your freshman year of high school, and the rule still hasn’t changed even when entering your senior year. but what lee heeseung doesn’t know won’t hurt him right?

author’s note: wrote this out of boredom after listening to seasons by wave to earth 🥹 i love that song with all my heart. riki is so unserious lmao i love him. COMMENTS & REBLOGS are always appreciated 🤞

“he’s off limits,” heeseung says as he swings by your desk, watching as you scrolled through your Instagram feed, a post of sunghoon’s passing by. “i saw you stalk him, you know.”

“i wasn’t stalking him.” you say, shooing your older brother away. “geez, have you gotten crazier since you’ve left for stanford?”

“first of all, i’m not crazy.” he flicks your forehead, deciding to be the annoying older brother he was and rummage through your things. “and i’d like to see you get into stanford yn, i really would. instead of being boy crazy with your psychotic friends.”

you roll your eyes at this, placing your phone down to look at your brother. “my friends are not psychotic. plus, your stupid rule about sunghoon started in freshman year of high school, can’t you let it go?”

“never.” heeseung steps off your bed. “i know him, yn. you don’t, you don’t know what he’s capable of.”

you blow the threat from your brother. if there’s one thing you’ve learned from living with lee heeseung your entire life was that ignoring him was easier than trying to pick a fight with him. he was stubborn as a bull.

heeseung and sunghoon became friends in the fifth grade after your family had moved, and he ignored your presence up until junior year of high school, where he ruffled your hair when you congratulated him on his graduation.

“thanks little lee,” he says, and it’s all park sunghoon has spoke to you, which hurt knowing that you’ve practically tried everything since middle school for him to acknowledge your existence.

“YN!” your mother calls from the kitchen. “oh gosh, i forgot to pack heeseung his lunch! can you drive to the university?”

your cheeks puff out, which makes riki who was currently on your phone screen, laugh.

“yah, listen to your mother lee yn,” riki snickers. “i’ll come with. i need to get out of my house anyway.”

you roll your eyes at his self invitation, hanging up as you quickly run down to grab heeseung’s lunch from your mom and your keys.

yn on top☝️

be ready in 5 nishimura, im omw

nishishi

ok.

yn on top ☝️

dry ass

“get in loser!” you call out. nishimura riki pulls his black shades down, eyebrows furrowed.

“the hell you call me?” he jokes, opening your passenger car door.

he starts to buckle his seatbelt as you drive, taking a sip from your stanley. “so why are you so excited? wait—i know why. you get to see park sunghoon in action!”

“yah!” you slap his shoulder with your free hand, turning the music a bit louder so you couldn’t hear him.

“oh don’t turn up the music because you can’t handle the truth. you just wanna see your brother’s hot best friend.”

“can you blame a girl?” you say, lips out in a pout. “maybe now that i’m 18, they’ll take me seriously.”

“nobody takes you seriously, y/n.”

“nishimura riki, you have 5 minutes to get out my car.”

turns out, nishimura riki did not get outside of your car. for a boy who was on the varsity track and swim team of your high school, he refused to walk the 3 miles that was left to go to the university.

“you almost forgot his lunch idiot,” riki laughs, handing heeseung’s lunch to you. “imagine you approach sunghoon thinking you’re all cool and then he asks why you’re here and you don’t even have your brothers lunch to defend you.”

“do you always wish death upon me?” you give him the stink eye, pulling him by his hands.

“little lee, did not expect to see you here.”

you knew that voice from anywhere, and you were almost afraid to turn around to face the owner of it.

“yah little lee, i’m talking to you.” it was park sunghoon in all his glory, his hair sitting all nice and pretty as he waits for your response.

“oh! uh—where’s heeseung?”

“ouch,” sunghoon places a hand over his chest. “i greet you and the first thing you ask is where’s your brother.”

riki cackles loudly, so loud that you want to slam his mouth shut and pretend you don’t know him.

“hi park sunghoon,” he greets, extending his hand.

although sunghoon finds the tall boy a bit of a cutie by his baby face, the way he was holding onto your hand made him already seem like a threat, so sunghoon’s expression is pursed into a poker face.

“heeseung is down at the corridor,” sunghoon says, turning back to you. “do you want me to give him that?”

you nod shyly, handing the lunch to sunghoon who smiles. “aish, the kid got into stanford and he’s still making his mom make his lunch?”

you could feel riki’s hand loosen from yours, his attention caught on two students who were currently dancing on the other side of campus.

“be right back!” he exclaims, running off to watch them.

“this jerk,” you whisper underneath your breath, smiling when you make eye contact with sunghoon again.

“he’s quite the character, isn’t he?” sunghoon questions. “who is he?”

he says that in such a bitter taste that makes your stomach flip, wondering why he was suddenly upset.

“nishimura riki, he transferred to hybe high from japan just this year. he’s really sweet but very chaotic.”

“ah,” sunghoon clicks his tongue. “is he your boyfriend?”

your words almost get caught in your throat, obviously shocked by sunghoon’s straightforward question. “what?! no!”

“oh,” he smiles. “that’s good little lee.”

“you should just call me y/n,” you groan. “little lee sounds so stupid.”

“it’s not stupid,” sunghoon says, flicking his hand. “it’s cute.”

“really?”

“like you.”

before you could even process it, riki’s already running back to the two of you, excitedly telling you about the amazing dance program stanford has to offer.

“let’s go! i have to go home and submit an application to stanford!”

sunghoon raises an eyebrow at the excited tall boy who was currently grabbing you, sending you a small wave and smirk when your eyes plead for him to rescue you.

“see you soon little lee.”

“YAH! ARE YOU AN IDIOT?”

“HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU IT WAS AN ACCIDENT?!”

you were currently scolding the japanese boy for ruining your chances with sunghoon earlier.

“it is not my fault lee yn!” he says, puffing out his chest. “plus, the dancers say there’s a party this weekend at stanford and they’ll sneak us in. we have to go, you can see sunghoon hyung again and i can see them!”

you pursed your mouth into a thin line, riki awaiting anxiously for your answer.

“let’s say i do wanna go, heeseung would never let me go to a college party, especially not with a boy like you!”

riki clasps his hand over his chest and pretends to fall over in pain on your bed. “how could you say that?! i’m a great guy. cmon yn, you can’t let your older brother dictate your entire life, you’re 18 now!”

although riki has said a million of stupid things, he was right about this. you were eighteen, and you didn’t need your older brother ruining your chances of getting a boyfriend.

“okay,” you say, watching as riki’s eyes lit up. “let’s go. who are your dancer friends?”

the weekend had came by quicker than you thought, and you waited until heeseung said his goodbyes to you so you could get dressed and do your makeup.

although you didn’t want to go overboard with the whole thing, you still wanted to impress sunghoon, because after all, there would be a bunch of prettier college girls at the party that were smarter than you in everything.

“wow.” nishimura riki’s mouth drops as he sees your dress and face. “you clean up nice lee yn!”

“thanks ri,” you ruffle his hair, which he swats away in annoyance. “let’s go, heeseung’s already there.”

“great, so are my dancer friends!”

the two of you blended in easily, riki’s height doing both of you a favor as you held hands and made your way through the crowd of dancing and drinking college students.

“little lee?” your face bumps into sunghoon’s chest, and you almost gulp when you look up at his height. “what the hell are you doing here?”

“well that’s my queue to leave!” riki chuckles nervously, throwing you a lazy thumbs up as he runs to the drink cooler.

“never will understand that kid.” sunghoon mutters under his breath. “but seriously y/n, it can be dangerous, why are you here?”

it’s the first time in forever that he’s addressed you by your first name, and you can’t help but feel giddy.

overconfident by the drinks you had pregamed with riki previously, you find yourself leaning closer to park sunghoon. “i came here for you.”

he blinks.

“here..” he states, glancing around the party. “for me?”

the confidence wore off in a second. you were now starting to get embarrassed, cursing yourself for saying such things in front of sunghoon who probably didn’t even like you.

“that’s sweet little lee,” he says, eyes crinkling. “but you could get into a lot of trouble if your brother finds you, you know? he already freaks about you enough, finding you at a party at his college at night will kill him at the spot.”

park sunghoon was right, your brother would absolutely rage if he had found out you snuck out to go to a party. in some ways, he was even more strict than your mom.

“hoonie!” the voice of a girl interrupts the both of you as she makes her way over, placing a sloppy kiss against sunghoon’s cheek. she hasn’t said anything to you and you were already starting to see red.

“oh hi! i didn’t see you there!” she extends her hand, grinning from ear to ear. “i’m hanni, president of the pi beta thi sorority!”

you notice sunghoon’s hands finding themselves around her waist. although he’s probably only doing that to stabilize her, you find yourself too jealous to speak.

“hanni, this is lee y/n, heeseung’s sister.”

“oh!” the girl gasps. “oh my gosh, i’ve heard just so much about you! you’re prettier in real life! what are you doing at a college party?”

now you can’t really keep being mad at her because she seems so genuine when she’s complimenting you.

“oh, my friend riki has dancer friends who invited us.” you say awkwardly, watching as sunghoon whispers something in hanni’s ear.

“well that’s awesome, i hope i’m gonna see you here next year!” hanni then waves her hands, parting away from sunghoon. “i’m gonna go say hi to your brother, toodles!”

you watch as she makes her way towards the outside, most likely to the pool. at least you knew where your brother was so you know how to avoid him.

“hanni is really sweet,” sunghoon says as you turn back to face him. “met her a few months ago.”

“oh really,” you say, biting the inside of your cheek. “is she your girlfriend?”

sunghoon laughs as if it’s the funniest thing in the world. “what? no—of course not. she’s just touchy when she’s drunk. she’s dating one of my frat friends, his name is yang jungwon.”

you let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding, happy that sunghoon was still single. after all, hanni was a pretty and nice girl, you wouldn’t be surprised if she was able to pull him.

the two of you stand in silence for a bit, sunghoon staring into your eyes with his dazed eyes. you almost want to pull him in, close the gaps between yours and his lips.

“am i stupid?” he suddenly asks, eyes still in contact with yours.

“no, why would you say that sunghoon?”

“i still like you after all this time. even when i got to college and promised myself i’d find a girlfriend and move on, you’re always still at the back of my mind.”

his confession makes you wonder if you were hallucinating, not believing that the park sunghoon who you’ve been inlove with since childhood was currently telling you he liked you.

“i..” he doesn’t let you say anything else, choosing to lean in and kiss you instead.

it’s all great and feels magical until you’re pulled back harshly, the sound of your brother’s yelling filling your ears.

“LEE Y/N? WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING AT A COLLEGE PARTY, AT NIGHT? KISSING SUNGHOON OF ALL PEOPLE? WE’RE GOING HOME!”

you want to cry in embarrassment when you realize everyone has turned their eyes to look at you, and sunghoon throws you a look of guilt and pity when he sees heeseung dragging you away.

“stop it, you’re embarrassing me.” you cry as you’re outside the party.

“me, embarrassing you?” heeseung scoffs, looking up into the sky before looking down at you. “do you know how much you’ve disappointed me tonight? first, you dress up in barely any clothes, then you sneak into a party with some japanese male exchange student, and then you KISSED MY BEST FRIEND?” you close your eyes at heeseung’s yelling, wishing for the earth to swallow you whole.

“what will i do with you?” he grumbles as he drives the two of you home. “you’re lucky mom is out of town for two days. if i drove you home like this, she would kill you. and is that fucking alcohol i smell on you lee y/n?”

you gulp, knowing full well that you probably reeked of alcohol and sunghoon’s cologne at that moment.

“i told you he was a bad influence.” heeseung says as a red light comes up, turning to you as his hands were still on the steering wheel. “he’s going to break your heart and crush it beneath his feet, and who are you gonna come crying to? me. i’ve seen it so many times before y/n, my own girl friends at college have got with sunghoon and all he’s done is crush their souls and spirits. you think you’re any different because he said a few sweet things and kissed you?”

“stop it.” you say, wiping your tears away. “you’re being mean, heeseung.”

“men like him don’t change, y/n. sure, he’s my best friend, but he’s not a good boyfriend. he’ll drop you the second he feels like you’re inconvenient.”

you let out your first sob at night as your brother pulls into your driveway. although he’s still fuming mad at you for going against all his rules, he pulls you into his chest, letting you cry it out as he rubs your back comfortingly.

“are you okay?” is the first thing nishimura riki says when he sees you at school, frowning at your bloodshot eyes. “i saw you get dragged away by heeseung hyung yesterday night. it was really loud.”

“gee, thanks.” you scowl at him, making him raise his hands in surrender.

“if it makes you feel better, sunghoon wanted to speak to you.”

your head suddenly peeks up at this, and riki almost laughs by how easily he could change your mood.

“really? even after last night?”

“mhm.” riki stabs a fork into his mashed potatoes. “but he didn’t look so happy, so if you end up crying after, i have ice cream at my house.”

you let out a laugh at the boy’s words, silently thanking the world for giving you such an unserious best friend.

and just like riki had said earlier, park sunghoon was waiting in front of your house by the time you got home.

“hey.” he says, hands in pocket.

“hey.”

“about last night,” he seems to be looking everywhere but you. “i’m really sorry about your brother.”

“it’s fine.” you say, shrugging. “he was just being overprotective as usual.”

“yeah.” sunghoon steps closer cautiously. “i meant what i said, you know. about me liking you.”

“sunghoon, i like you too.”

he nods slowly, expression still glum. “that’s the problem though. we cant be together, y/n, you know that, right?”

“why?” you breathe out. “because you want to keep playing girls at your college?”

his eyebrows furrow deeply. “what? no? i’m just—i can’t be with you!” he steps backwards. “i’ll ruin your life, you said it yourself, i play girls at stanford. what’s to say i wont do the same to you?”

“i have known you since you were 10 sunghoon!” you say, throwing up your hands exasperated. “i know you can change for the better. i won’t let you go away this easily, not when i’ve spent my entire life loving you.”

“really?” sunghoon whispers, eyes teary. “you’ve spent your entire life loving me?”

“i have.” you walk up to sunghoon, cupping his face into your hands. “and i’ll love you for my next life if i have to.”

he laughs quietly, head tilting as he admired your face.

“little lee,” he says softly. “you really are a gem, aren’t you?”

park sunghoon being park sunghoon doesn’t let you reply to his words, instead shutting you up with a long kiss on the lips.

“wow.” you say as you pull away, making the older boy giggle. “lee heeseung is so gonna kill the both of us after the life lecture he gave me last night.”

“can’t kill me if i move away to antarctica.” sunghoon smirks, watching as your expression changes in a millisecond.

“YAH PARK SUNGHOON! YOU ARE NOT MOVING ANTARCTICA AFTER JUST CONFESSING TO ME!”

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hometoursandotherstuff · 2 years

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Reasons why old Sci Fi is still so cool. They had food in pill form- I’ll have another potato pill, but I’m just too full for another chicken pot pie. From Conquest Of Space, 1955

Movie titles aren’t the same, anymore. The classic, “The Blob” from 1958. Doesn’t it look like strawberry jelly? (And, don’t forget The Attack of the Killer Tomatoes.)

Oh, shit! It’s coming down the stairs!

There was no green screen or special effects, so they built creative sets. From Time Tunnel, 1956.

Living in space was fancy. From 2001: A Space Odyssey by Stanley Kubrick, 1967

They had homemade aliens. Looks like it’s a giant spring, Boing! The Monster that Challenged the World, 1953.

They had lots of space babes. Missile to the Moon, 1958.

My all-time favorite old Sci Fi movie- The Attack of the 50 ft. Woman, 1958.

It’s the giant paper mâche hand that gets me every time. I wait for this scene.

Their little laser guns looked like plastic water pistols w/spark plugs. A ‘blaster’ gun from Forbidden Planet, 1956

Cool space fashion. Forbidden Planet, 1956 & Things to Come, 1936

And, look at this- didn’t those become the color Xmas tree wheels for the silver tinsel trees in the 60s? This Island Earth, 1955

And, finally, campy Adults-Only Sci Fi. They didn’t need no damn space suit.

https://www.messynessychic.com/2013/10/02/10-reasons-why-vintage-hollywood-sci-fi-is-still-so-good/

#old hollywood #vintage sci fi #long post #film history

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weniswastelandwenis · 10 months

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Fallout 4 Companions React to Sole Asking Them to Punish Her

Cait:

Suggests that she and Sole take some Jet together. When Sole isn’t looking Cait replaces the Jet with chili powder which Sole sucks into their lungs with gumption. Sole spends the next two weeks in emergency care and their lungs are never the same again, however Cait gets a real kick out of it.

Codsworth:

Admits he’s always felt that they’re a bad parent and a whore. Tells them they have two working hands and too much free time and could have trimmed their own hedges and body hair without him doing it for them.

Curie:

Spends the night teasing and tormenting them sexually for how naughty they’ve been. Spanks them sexily and makes them promise to be good for mommy in the future.

Danse:

Denies them food and water for two days.

Deacon:

When they are walking together to the next dead drop Deacon suddenly sticks out a foot and trips Sole. Sole falls hard and suddenly, however Deacon made the mistake of tripping them near a cliff. Gravity does it’s worst and Sole goes tumbling down the side of the mountain like a bouncy ball. All that can be heard are the cracking of their bones and skull until they disappear into the dark chasm. From above it sounds like a hungry deathclaw may have found their remains and taken them back from whence they came. Deacon looks down at the abyss and places another pair of sunglasses over his sunglasses. “Well,” He said with a sigh. “THAT just happened!”

Hancock:

Immediately takes off his belt and tells her to bend over on his mayoral desk. “This will probably hurt, a lot.” He says gruffly. Loud SLAPS! And BANGS! Are heard from his office. The two ghoul guards grimly look at each other, hoping to not get anything he’s dishing out. By the time he’s finished they’re too sore to sit down and glumly leaves his office, both palms cradling their ass.

MacCready:

Brings sole to the middle of nowhere. He only brought a shovel and a backpack. Silently, Sole helps him dig a giant square pit, 20 ft deep and wide. As they’re turning to ask MacCready what this is all for, he kicks them in the pit and Sole gets the wind knocked out of them, only to feel hundreds of snakes getting thrown into the pit by the man himself. Snakes on top of snakes cover their form, creating a writhing ocean of the reptiles. Sole was never heard from again.

Valentine:

Gets Sole secluded in an interrogation room and attaches live wires to their nipples. Nick then conducts a lengthy interview about where they were from, how they got here, and what Sole’s intentions were. He never fully believed their ‘frozen in cryostasis’ story, and the whole thing smelled of a Commie plot to get the Pinkos back in office.

Piper:

Invites Sole over to help her with the next big break in a case she was working on. Nat joins them in the room and looks over to Piper excitedly. Sole smiles, wondering what she’s so excited about. “What, what’s going on?” Piper grumbled and quietly growled at her sister. “Don’t blow this Nat.” Quickly her smile reappeared on her face, but Sole was unnerved by how unnatural it looked. “Come into this back room, I want to show you something Blue.” Sole followed behind her and was met with a giant printing press machine. It easily could’ve been worth $10,000 caps. They whistled. “Impressive hunk of machinery, Piper. What’s it for?” Piper squinted her eyes. “This. NOW NAT!” All at once, Piper grabbed Sole by the shoulders and threw their body into the machine. Nat pressed the big red button that turned it on. It arose from its slumber, gears cranking loudly, and as its powerful dangerous metal arms pressed ink onto the papers within it, it treated Sole’s body as another sheet of newspaper. They quickly became flat stanley, and were never heard from again. Though, next time you’re reading public occurrences, do look a little closer at the page, and see if it blinks back…

Preston:

He says a settlement needs Sole’s help once again, but this journey would be a bit more treacherous than Sole is used to. Together they both get into Power Armor and make their way to the Glowing Sea. “How are settlers alive all the way out here?” Sole asks. “They’re not.” Preston’s voice says from behind her. Suddenly the lights shut off in their power armor, and many warnings sound off inside her suit. “What’s happening! What are you doing?” Preston pulled the fusion core from its place then walked out in front of her wielding it, tossing it a bit in his hand with a smirk. “I warned you general. I warned you about those settlers that needed your help, over, and over. And you just wouldn’t listen.” His voice sounded angry, and defeated. The effects of the radiation were almost immediate to Sole as it seeped into their unworking suit, and after 2 minutes, they were gone.

Strong:

Climbs to the top of Trinity Tower, Sole in hand, and perches at the top like King Kong. After a couple minutes he flings them like a football, scoring the winning goal.

X6:

Walks away and is gone for a day. When Sole sees him again he is building a large structure out of wood. Sole realizes it is a large cross, and before they speak he clubs them in the head with a champagne bottle. Sole wakes up crucified on the cross and is left up there for a couple days while X6 smirks and watches while drinking a big gulp.

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starry-hughes · 1 year

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(great, needed the team thing for reference)(using the rangers for this since it’s closer to the devs, so maybe luke and jack are there)

it’s supposed to be a causal game between the canucks and the rangers. they’re like half way through the season, so no one is really worried about playoffs yet. but for some reason the rangers decided to play like it was game 7 of the stanley cup final. at some point, quinn gets injured. bad. and he’s stretcher-ed off. suddenly, mooch has gone from 😁 to 😠 and is the next coming of christ. (cue the tiktok sound “it was at this moment, he knew he fucked up) she goes out and causally scores a hatty (maybe her first?). however after the hatty, but before the game ends, she gets in a scrum. with the person who injured quinn. and off course, out girl is taller than most, but this dude is 6 ft 2, 200 pounds bare minimum. everyone thinks she’s about to get her ass handed to her. to the shock of everyone in the stadium, she absolutely kicks his ass. i’m talking throwing him into the boards, this man is being carried off the ice, also on a stretcher. she serves her penalty (and also manages to score her fourth afterwards).

-🫂

she definitely gets is covered in blood and whatnot but is happy to go sit in the box and chirps the other players about it being what was deserved for hurting her brother

(but now let’s imagine if they hurt our mooch)

#osu!hughes sister

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droughtofapathy · 5 months

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top ten sondheim songs in your opinion (can be in any order)

Anon, I hope you know that asking me this is the equivalent of asking a mother to pick her favorite kid. Yeah, sure okay, she has a favorite, but making her admit it is like pulling teeth. So. I've compiled two lists for you: one of my personal top ten, and one of the objective top ten I think should/could be considered the best. I'm also going to be indicating my preferred renditions of these songs, because that plays a major factor into things. Also, because I'm incapable of being concise, you're also getting a brief explanation on at least my top ten, so...enjoy. Or, my condolences, I guess. You had no idea the can of worms you were opening.

My Personal Top Ten: (in no particular order, and only at this specific point in my life right now this second)

1. The Ladies in Red segment of the Sondheim 80th Birthday Celebration concert (2010): "The Ladies Who Lunch," (Company) - Patti LuPone* "Losing My Mind," (Follies) - Marin Mazzie* "The Glamorous Life," (A Little Night Music) - Audra McDonald "Could I Leave You?" (Follies) - Donna Murphy* "Not a Day Goes By," (Merrily We Roll Along) - Bernadette Peters "I'm Still Here," (Follies) - Elaine Stritch* Right off the bat, I'm cheating. Four (*) of my top ten are just from this segment of the concert so I'm squeezing them all into one so I can include more songs. Quick rundown of why: self-explanatory, c'mon. Donna's "Could I Leave You?" is my number one Sondheim, hand's down.

2. "The Girls of Summer," (The Girls of Summer) - Gabrielle Stravelli Sondheim Unplugged is a monthly cabaret series at 54 Below, and I go to every show. It's really opened my eyes to some of these hidden gems. It's just a fun little number.

3. "What More Do I Need?" (Saturday Night) - Kelli O'Hara (90th Birthday Concert) The song that finally made me decide that I was in love with Kelli O'Hara and sopranos were actually breathtaking people who deserved my adoration. (Still an alto lover at heart though)

4. "We're Gonna Be All Right," (Do I Hear a Waltz?) - Marin Mazzie & Jason Danieley Naughtiest couple on Broadway sing a naughty duet. Truly, what more could I ask for? I love a bitingly antagonistic song.

5. "There's Always A Woman," (Anyone Can Whistle) - Jan Maxwell & Victoria Clark And speaking of bitingly antagonistic. This is a song where two Divas get to be catty bitches to an absurd degree, and I cannot get enough of it. I also deeply love and miss Jan Maxwell. And where else are you going to get Jan Maxwell calling Vicki Clark a whore? Incredible.

6. "The Madame Song," (The Seven Per-Cent Solution) - Bebe Neuwirth Clever wordplay, sexy brothel madame, wink-wink nudge-nudge raunchy. Sung by my beloved Bebe Neuwirth. Obviously a winner.

7. "The Story of Lucy and Jessie," (Follies) - Jan Maxwell Follies is my favorite Sondheim show, and Phyllis Rogers Stone is my favorite Sondheim character. And while Donna Murphy is my favorite Phyllis, I go to Jan Maxwell for this song. She was just so sublime. The song itself is clever, cutting, and choreographed wonderfully every time.

8. "Take Me to the World," (Evening Primrose) - Soara-Joye Ross The actual movie this is from is so fucking weird, and if it were Charmaine Carr's version, I wouldn't look twice at it. But I had the pleasure of hearing Soara-Joye Ross sing this song at the first Sondheim Unplugged show two days after his death. And it was just...wow.

9. "The Miller's Son," (A Little Night Music) - Elizabeth Stanley It has everything I love in a Sondheim. Clever lyrics, brutal pacing, and the danger of tripping up even the best cabaret performer. When you're cocky, that's when Sondheim gets you. Elizabeth Stanley has only ever been attractive to me in this specific video.

10. Being Alive," (Company) - hear me out. Hear me out. Marquee Five (ft. Sierra Rein) Okay, okay, I know, obscure choice here. However. Up until I heard this rendition, I did not really care about this song. Any male version went in one ear and out the other. If you couldn't tell by my list, I am almost exclusively dedicated to older broads. And yes, Patti has a fantastic rendition, and so do lots of other women. But this one with its harmonies and its alto lead singer does it for me like no one else.

Objective Top Ten Sondheim Songs: (order arbitrary, rendition my preference)

1. "A Weekend in the Country," (A Little Night Music) - the Rebecca Luker one 2. "Getting Married Today," (Company) - Madeline Kahn (alt. Katie Finneran) 3. "Could I Leave You?" (Follies) - Donna Murphy 4. "Being Alive," (Company) - Marquee Five 5. "Losing My Mind," (Follies) - Marin Mazzie 6. "Someone in a Tree," (Pacific Overtures) - 90th Birthday Concert 7. "A Little Priest," (Sweeney Todd) - 80th Birthday Concert, but most renditions are fantastic. 8. "Finishing the Hat," (Sunday in the Park with George) - Mandy Patinkin 9. "Sunday," (Sunday in the Park with George) - Marquee Five, but any version is transcendent. 10. "Loving You," (Passion) - Donna Murphy If you're somehow not sick of me yet, ask me to give a no-commentary top 100, ranked in order, then we'll really have fun.

#sondheim #musical theatre #look i made a hat

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southparkgang · 1 year

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☆CHAPTER 2 MEET THE GIANTS☆

"Aa-" at that moment kyle was about to scream but was stopped my a large finger pressed against his lips. "shhh calm down! Im friendly!!!" the gaint boy said giving kyle a deep and kind look. Kyle pushed with all his might to pry the fingers off him, but it only resulted with him tripping over his own feet whilst getting up and almost falling.

The giant grabbed kyle by his feet catching him. Kyles old green hat falling off into the giants hand , showing kyles big head of hair. Red like fire. Many people told him he shares a personality with his hair. Hot and short tempered, He took it as a complement. "woa i didnt realise humans were this easy to scare! Sorry" the giant let out a giggle and but kyle in a more comfortable possion by holding him but letting his hands free.

"Who are you????" "are you real?!?!" "is this a dream!!?" kyle screamed fear spred across his face. "umm lets me explain.." the giant sighed. "my name is stanley but call me stan for short. Im 15 Im a giant! And it seems you opened a portal to this relm turning you into a elf it seems!" stan said then smiling! ":)" (wtf am not an elf!?! Is this dude drunk ) "but im not an elf!! Im human and need to go home! My brother ike will be home soon"

"well it looks like your not getting out of here anytime soon lil-elf... Dont mean to alarm you but the portals gone and ur an elf so if you went back youd be taken and killed" "heh.." stan looked away kinda nervous for two reasons. (what will he say when he realises hes stuck here and i called him lil-elf!?! Urg stan your so stupid!!!!" stan then blushes looking back to find the tiny 2foot boy pulling back his hair and finding his pinky human ears were now most certainly pointy and big! "Oh god!! What the heck!?!" kyle cried out, his big ears flopping to show saddness.

Kyle was now looking around franticly for other elf like features. Finding a cute pink nose and red cheeks like apples. "hey! Its not all bad! Can you image what its like to be like 50+ ft tall!! It sucks!. And look i have ears like you so its not all bad! " stan give kyle hope he'd be ok.

Kyle slumped feeling weak. (Im so stupid.. Trying to open a portal becuase i was bored?! Now im stuck here and am a freaky elf!!!? Your useless kyle, now your family will worry about you... Happy birthday me..) stan saw kyle slump and finally let go. Holding him in the clasp of his hands. Kyle was now so overwhelmed with all this he cried. For first time in 6 years. It all came out like a fountain. Once it started it cant be stopped.. "hey! No no no it will be ok ! I promise!"

There is one way out... We must go though the dark ash forest on the other side of this kindom to find tolkien black. The great wizarding wizard! He can get you back to normal and sent you home in not time!. " " but it will take months... Are you sur-" "YES! I WANNA GO! ANYTHING IT TAKES !!!" kyle screamed tears falling of his cheeks and onto stans warm hands. Stan smiled putting his head close to kyles. Kyle leaned his head on stans nose. A little noise boop and it brough a smile to kyles face again. "(*´ ˘ `*)" stan cant help but blush.... "so we can go to my house for now and when its later we can start! Its that ok lil-elf?" "kyle." "what?" "my name is kyle btw, i forgot to tell you. Im kyle am also 15". Kyle said. "you can call me lil-elf if u like idm :)" "oh ok!" stan was to flusterd to talk, he gently took kyle and put him in his shirt pocket.

It was so warm. The perfect place to sleep. Dark,warm and kyle could only hear stans heart beat and his foot stepts. "you ready to go?" stan said. "mmmmph s-stan giant... B-bi-big man~" kyle was so tried from walking home in the human relm he could only murmer words and blush. Stan smiles and his pupils widened.

(my little elf and im his big giant <3)

☆(part 3 mabye laterrrr. If you cant tell i ship style >_<)☆

#south park #g/t #tiny south park #style south park

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neverendingparable · 6 months

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— Jonathan Von Sales

Standard Facts:

Jons are 8'ft tall aliens with glowing blue eyes and brown hair. They usually wear suits with red ties, although some tend to experiment with fashion. They can teleport, control the Office and create illusions.

Jons tend to be curious souls who are fascinated by the world around them and lovers of all things romance and literature. At the same time they're incredibly naïve and tend to be far too trusting. If pushed or threatened, they are capable of being cruel.

Dad!Jon

The original Jon on this blog. Older than all the other Jons (40+ in human years) and everyone’s dad. He loves baking, cooking, reading stories, and his boyfriend Damien. He has a cat room for petting cats and a spare bedroom for anyone who needs it. His Stanley(s) are: Stanley Maddison and (Cowboy!)Stellan De Grammont. His Curator was: Maelle Von Cannes (nowadays little Mae de Grammont aka the awkward kiddo) Dating: Damien Van Dievoet (@/curiouscompanions) Daughter: Mili Von Sales

Jonathan Von Sales

An ordinary version of Jonathan who doesn’t have any specific storylines so far. His Stanleys and Curator are the same.

Stanarrator!Jon

The first Jon to deviate from the main timeline. Met Stanley Freeman and fell in love with him. They moved into his Office together and recently, married. His Stanley(s) are: Lee Sommers and Stellan Sommers (missing) His Curator is: Molly Von Cannes Married to: Stanley Von Sales (@/men-in-white)

Evil!Jon / Lost!Jon

A cruel version of Jon who came to Earth not to tell a Story, but to do his mad experiments on human beings. He had hired a collection of Mariellas (yes, all women called Mariella) and kidnapped a bunch of Stanleys for his test chambers. His most famous experiment was fusing two Stanleys together. After getting his ass handed to him though and having his organization disbanded, he is a lot less evil and more of a lost wanderer searching for his next purpose. His Stanley is: Maso (Mason Paines) His Mariella is: Mariella Carter His Maelle is: May Von Cannes

#the narrator #headcanons #mobile tag

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chromatophorium · 2 years

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How to play the bucket (from The Stanley Parable: Ultra Deluxe) in D&D 5e

(I'll be using it/they pronouns for the bucket in this post)

Themes: - Calming presence - Transformed entity - Is a bucket

Race: Custom lineage

Creature type: Humanoid technically. But they are a bucket and look like a bucket. Size: Small Speed: 30 ft (But they won't be walking, at least not when anyone is looking) Ability score increase: +2 to Charisma (Due to shiny-ness and better than average ability to transport liquids from one place to another.) Variable trait: Choose proficiency in History (because they lived through a lot of it) Languages: Common and idk, uh… Modron?

Feat: Fey Touched. (Mostly just for the abilities, but maybe the evil wizard Gambhorra'ta was a fey? Who knows.) - Increase the bucket's Charisma further with this feat, with a +1. - The bucket also get a free Misty Step. (We don't see the bucket move anywhere, it only appears, which equals teleportation.) - Also choose a 1st level spell from the Divination or Enchantment schools of magic. Choose Bless (A spell of reassurance)

Stats: Use point buy to get these stats:

STR 10 (For carrying water) DEX 8 (Buckets aren't very agile) CON 14 (HP baby!!) INT 10 (A bucket of average intelligence) WIS 14 (Wisdom gained from the probably hundreds of years it’s existed) CHA 18 (15 +2 Race +1 Feat = shiny, reassuring bucket)

Background: Haunted one

Proficiencies: Choose Arcana (for knowing about the machinations of Gambhorra'ta) and Religion (I would call recalling bucket lore, ex: two handled bucket, a Religion check) Languages: Uh… Deep Speech and Celestial, maybe???

Feat: Heart of Darkness 'Those who look into your eyes can see that you have faced unimaginable horror and that you are no stranger to darkness. Though they might fear you, commoners will extend you every courtesy and do their utmost to help you. Unless you have shown yourself to be a danger to them, they will even take up arms to fight alongside you, should you find yourself facing an enemy alone.' (Fits the bucket perfectly, don't you think?)

LVL 1, Bard 1

Proficiencies: Combat stuff: Light armor, simple weapons, hand crossbows, longswords, rapiers, shortswords Musical instruments: Steel drums, washboard and uh… maracas? Saving throws: Dexterity, Charisma Skills: Choose Persuasion (for convincing people that everything is alright and to do what you say) Stealth and Slight of Hand (the bucket stole a sacred amulet from Gambhorra'ta's treasured vaults, after all)

Features:

Bardic inspiration: The bucket can use stirring words to inspire a creature within 60 ft as a bonus action. For the next 10 minutes that creature can add a bardic inspiration die, currently a d6, to their next attack roll, saving throw or ability check and the die is then used up. Bardic inspiration can be used 4 times per long rest with the bucket's charisma stat. (So, this is another way for the bucket to reassure someone.)

Spellcasting: The bucket can use an instrument as a spellcasting focus. (The instrument that the bucket will be using is an improvised steel drum. Meaning a bucket. The bucket will use itself as a spellcasting focus.) Also, Bards can do ritual casting. (Which is awesome, since one of the most important spells for this build is a ritual. So there are no spell slots wasted on it.)

Spells: Cantrips: Bladeward (because buckets have resistance to physical damage) Message (for whispering into creatures minds, like in the bucket apartment ending)

1st level: Charm Person (The bucket becomes the friend of anyone it touches) Command (á la, bucket apartment ending) Heroism (One of the essential reassurance spells) Unseen servant (For carrying the bucket around when no one else is there. Is a ritual spell, so no spell slots wasted on moving like this)

LVL 2, Bard 2

Features:

Jack of all trades: Add half of the buckets proficiency bonus to any ability check with which doesn't already include its proficiency bonus. (The bucket is decent at many things)

Song of rest: When having a short rest and using this feature, the creatures partaking in it heal an extra d6 HP, if they use hit dice. (The bucket's soothing presence heals the mind and body)

Magical inspiration: If a creature has a bardic inspiration die and heals someone with a spell, they can add the die to the HP healed.

Spells: 1st level: Cure wounds (More bucket soothing power!)

LVL 3, Bard 3

Features:

Bard College: Choose the College of Lore (The bucket knows a lot of things, and we need the features for the build.)

Bonus proficiencies: Choose Insight (for more insight into how to best soothe or manipulate), Deception (to keep their true from secret to those who should not know) Intimidation (the bucket can be intimidating when it wants to)

Cutting words: When a creature that the bucket can see within 60 feet of them makes an attack roll, an ability check, or a damage roll, they can use your reaction to expend one of its uses of Bardic Inspiration, rolling a Bardic Inspiration die and subtracting the number rolled from the creature's roll. (The bucket manipulates others who may harm it or the people it cares about. Maybe it's the jealousy of the creatures not having the bucket that blinds them.)

Expertise: Add double the proficiency bonus to two chosen skills. Choose: Persuasion (More reassurance and manipulation) and Insight (for even more insight into how to best soothe or manipulate)

Spells: 2nd level: Calm emotions (Another essential reassurance spell)

LVL 4, Bard 4

Features:

Ability score improvement: Choose a feat instead.

Feat: Magic initiate (For some more bucket magic) The bucket learns two cantrips and can use a 1st level spell of a chosen class, using the spellcasting ability of that class to cast them. Choose Druid and these spells:

Cantrips: Guidance (More reassurance!) Primal Savagery (a partial transformation into it's true form, mostly its glistening teeth)

1st level: Absorb elements (Buckets are known for taking in and then pouring out things. Why wouldn't it apply to elements too? (In all honesty, I just wanted to get this cool spell that isn't on the Bard spell list.))

Spells: (From the Bard spell list this time) Cantrips: Friends (the only in character cantrip left) 2nd level: Suggestion (more bucket apartment ending things)

LVL 5, Bard 5

Features:

Bardic inspiration die improvement: The bucket's inspiration die is now a d8. (The bucket is more inspiring now! It's inspiring Stanley to be a better coworker.)

Font of inspiration: The bucket regains all of their expended uses of Bardic Inspiration when they finish a short or long rest. (Wow… The bucket is even helping itself recover after hardships…)

Spells: 3rd level: Sending (More speaking into people's heads)

LVL 6, Bard 6

Features:

Countercharm: The bucket can use it's action to give advantage on saving throws against being frightened or charmed to it and any friendly creatures within 30 feet of it. This effect lasts until the end of its next turn.

Additional magical secrets: The bucket learns two spells of their choice from any class. The chosen spells count as bard spells for it but don't count against the number of bard spells it knows. Choose:

3rd level: Beacon of Hope (Reassurance spell!)

2nd level: Alter self (For beginning able to not drown underwater and more partial transformation into true form. (Honestly, I think Primal Savagery is better for partial true form, cuz it uses the Wisdom mod, which is better than the Strength mod that Alter Self uses because of unarmed attack)

Spells: (From the Bard spell list this time) 3rd level: Fast Friends (More manipulation á la bucket apartment ending. (Or choose Mass healing word or Motivational speech, they're as in character as this one)

LVL 7, Bard 7

Spells: 4th level: Polymorph (The true transformation into the true form!)

True form tangent: The highest CR thing the bucket's true form can be is a Giant Ape, which does have teeth, which is the only descriptor we get from the game. So, yeah. There are choices to be had now. Do you want their true form to be a Giant Ape? Or do you want to work with your DM to make it something else, but use Giant Ape stats? Or do you want to scour the list of beasts for one that you think is closest to your imagined look for their true form? It's awesome, the freedom given by only the briefest of visual descriptions of their true form! You can make it whatever you want. It's like the Narrator's visual design that way, just make up whatever and use your creativity! Hm. How about we in the fandom start making Bucket True Form designs? Are you up for it? You don't have to be, just an idea I had.

End of the build!

Didn't wanna make this a 20 LVL build like my Stanley and the Narrator one that I'm working on, since this is a shit post or something that I took too seriously. You could continue this if you want. You could get like, Tenser's Transformation and True Polymorph or something.

Anyway, an alternative build would be to switch out Fey Touched with Telepathic. That's super valid.

Also thanks for reading. If you want you can look at my other DnD builds, you should find them somewhere on my blog. I made on for Simon from SOMA and some short potential ones for Ginko from Mushishi.

#tsp #tspud #tsp:ud #tspud spoilers #the stanley parable #the stanley parable: ultra deluxe #bucket #DnD 5e #dnd character #dnd #DnD stuff #dnd 5e character #dnd 5e character build

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scarysmiles · 2 years

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taxidermy stanley + goopy hand narrator cus. idk

go/re & bo.dy hor/ror under the cut (ft. sewing stuff & a lotta sawdust)

hee hee

#the stanley parable #tsp #tspud #tsp stanley #tsp narrator #taxidermy.#ask to tag.#undescribed.

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thenamesmobu · 1 year

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"An Unfortunate Encounter"

[1/2] Accidental Meeting

Aaggghhhh so this is a fic ft. My Narrator and @callixspod 's Narrator who are both named Devin and Nathan respectively. Since I lack the energy to draw multiple panels of dynamic fighting poses, I'd decided to write it out instead into a fic. The fic's gonna be devided into two parts + 1 epilogue. No warnings for this first part, so please forgive my writing as this is my first time publishing a fic anywhere and I hope you enjoy

"Alright, Stanley, well done!" Nathaniel cheered for his Stanley from the intercom. He looks at one of the monitors where his Stanley is in. He could see him looking up at the camera and giving him a thumbs up. "Good job at getting that figurine!" The two were testing out a newly placed stanlurine? Figley? Whatever the fuck you call them that Nathan had placed. It was put in a somewhat of a new area. To be honest, the Narrator just took some old assets of the game and recycled it for this "new" area.

"Stand there, I'll be right with you in abit" With a smile, Nathan gets up from his seat and makes his way to the exit door of his control room. So you know that feeling when you stepped off a lower step that you didn't expect to be there so you just experience that mini heartattack because you feel like you're falling? Yeah, Nathan was experiencing that. He froze in front of that doorframe for probably a solid minute, though he isn't sure why. Normally he'd just resume his way, but something feels different. Something doesn't feel right. He looks around, feeling confused. He then turned to where his control room was behind him. And it was... the broom closet? How did that happen? He should get back into his own Parable, Stanley's gonna be worried why he suddenly disappeared for no reason.

"Honestly, Stanley. Why do you hate the blue door so much?"

A voice. Nathan whipped his head towards the source of it. That wasn't just anyone's voice, that voice was similar to his! The confused statement echoed through the hallway he was in. Though he was caught off-guard by this sudden no-clipping from his own parable, he was going to ask for help in getting out of here. Surely this other Narrator would kindly give him directions, right? What could go wrong?

"Really Stanley, does the color blue give you a bad vibe???" The Narrator asked confusedly. He had been rambling for who knows how long now. Stanley folds his arms, rolled his eyes, and rudely looks away. Oh he's being a prick on purpose again. "There's multiple other objects with the same color! And yet you chose to hate this one particular do—" The Narrator paused his narration as Stanley puts a hand up againts his own that has an eye on it. "I- Really Stanley?!" He sounded offended. "How could you interrupt me while I was in the middle of my sentence?! Stanley, I—"

[Do you hear that?] Stanley asked. "Hear? Hear what?" Devin went silent and enhances his hearing sensitivity through the control room. "Is... is that-" [Footsteps?] They continued each other's sentences. Devin panicked and this time Stanley was confused. Was this another foreign anomaly? "Stanley, hold on" and with that, a pair of neon yellow hand started to appear and summoned a door where Devin stepped out.

"Stanley, who is-" And there he was. An individual coming through the blue door, with bright and dark skin, the two colors clashing on this stranger's face. The two stared at him wide-eyed as the stranger looked at them, equally baffled.

Nathan felt awkward by this odd first encounter. No one had really been this shocked at seeing him. He tries to start a conversation to ease things down "Why the shocked face-" Devin pushed Stanley behind him. A set of two big orange hands appeared between Devin and Stanley, both hands were aimed at Nathan with what seemed like charged beams on each finger tips "Who are you" Devin asked menacingly. His eyes looked as if they were burning with anger already, yet there was a very subtle hint of anxiety.

"Woah there!" Nathan puts both his hands in front of him. "There no need to fight! I'm just here to ask directions!" He explained frantically. "Tch. Yeah right" Devin sneered. "I don't know how you passed my security, but I'll handle you myself regardless" His eyes grew more hatred by the second as he glares at Nathan. "Move away, Stanley!" Devin turned his head back for a moment to look his Stanley. As Stanley stepped back, he could feel himself immediately getting clamped up by a new set of hands that carried him away quickly. Devin then snapped back towards this stranger.

"A FOREIGN ENTITY SUCH AS YOU!" The hands flexed.

"Should not be in my Parable."

Part [1/2] end

NGAAHHHH IDK IF I'M GONNA CRINGE AT THIS LATER OR NOT, PLEASE FORGIVE ME XKSHIXJD. Btw yes, I'm turning the line said by Devin in my free collab as his trademark. Aaaaaahhh this is part one end, I hope it was alright, god I feel kinda embarassed. If there were any grammatical errors, then I am sorry, English is not my first language. Critisims are highly appreciated. Rahh stay tuned for part two

#the stanley parable #tsp narrator #tsp stanley #narratorverse #mobu writes #these two are gonna be sworn enemies <3 #who's gonna win at the end? guess we'll see #narrator vs narrator #fight fight FIGHT

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