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moobell55 · 1 year

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~Evajacks is literally the album Lover by Taylor Swift~

Miss Americana and The Heartbreak Prince- “Now I’m feeling hopeless, ripped up my prom dress, running through rose thorns.” Every time Eva has run when in danger it’s always leas her to the safety of Jacks.

And the whole “You pay stupid games, you win stupid prizes.” That’s 100% something Jacks would say and honestly shows his attitude to most people expect for Evangeline.

“Voted Most likely to run away with you,” both ditched Lala and Castor for some cuddles in The Hollow.

Lover-“ My hearts been burrowed and yours has been blue. All’s well that ends well to end up with you” LITERALLY THEM

The Archer-It’s Jacks view of himself in my opinion. Like “All of my heroes die all alone, help me hold onto you.” It’s him trying to give Eva a better future by going back in time and changing the past because he doesn’t want to hurt her anymore.

Not to mention “Cause all of my enemies started out friends.” It’s Eva realizing she has almost no one she can trust in the North and wanting Jacks to be someone she can trust wholly and truly.

"I've been the Archer, I've been the prey," Jacks is the mythical archer who killed his first Fox, and I believe in ACFTL Apollo is probably trying to hunt him down to keep him from Eva.

Cruel summer-“Devils roll the dice, Angels roll their eyes,” Eva constantly describes Jacks as looking like an Angel despite quite literally being the devil.

“It’s blue, the feeling I’ve got,” This describes Jacks wanna be Emo faze with the Blue hair.

“And if I bleed you’ll be the last one to know.” Castor killed Eva with all the Valor's watching, Jacks was the only one who tried saving her, I believe he felt her pain through their shared bond. He was the first one to know.

“I don’t wanna keep secrets just to keep you,” listen they’re definitely true loves, I think Jacks probably knows or is becoming aware of it. I think he’s going to keep it a secret if he thinks she’s doesn’t want him (She definitely does), he’ll do anything to protect her, even from himself.

“I love you, ain’t that the worst thing you’ve ever heard.” It’s the Stone scene in The Hollow, Eva thinks they’re feeling everything because of the Mirth Stone. I believe Jacks knows that not true and thinks she doesn’t want him. She brushes off his feeling and he grows upset to the point of tears, feeling as if he’s ruined everything because she doesn’t want him or won’t admit it because he’s a fate.

Ps. This might need a bunch of editing, currently writing this on the bus home from my Hockey match also tell me your favorite Taylor Swift song

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hollywoodx4 · 5 years

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Eva Noblezada is a goddess

(and other hot Hadestown takes) (but tbh it’s always Eva heavy content here I make no apologies)

I wrote this after stage door when I didn’t breathe for the entire hour or so of stagedoor and sobbed the entire show, so. This is a fun one. No apologies though.

Okay. So. Thats my overarching thought for this time around. She was FLAWLESS in every way. I felt so lucky to be in the same space that she was in even for that short amount of time. And I got to MEET her and THANK her for all of her positivity and just let her know that it gives me life and she sort of does this smile and eyebrow raise after she says thanks and says “oh, you should see my tweet today. Somebody was very mean to me and I got a little passive aggressive.” And I told her passive aggressive is good and she laughed so. Win.

Okay. So. During Living It Up On Top, there was. This MOMENT™️. So. I was watching Reeve and Eva because I LOOOOOVE Amber and she’s so fabulous but I really wanted to focus this time on the sidelines and Oh FUCK. So they’re near this barstool that Orpheus writes his songs at later on, and Eva gestures for him to sit down. He shakes his head and pats the stool, then she pulls him by his suspenders onto the stool and kind of holds him there for a second, he’s goofily grinning and she’s rubbing his shoulders for a MILISECOND before she smirks and climbs onto the stool in between his legs and turns herself around so her back is on him, and he holds her and she puts her hands on his thighs and starts tapping them to the music, kind of rocking back and forth. And HE. HE IS. HES-She goes back and forth from tapping his legs to squeezing his arms and back again for a while, and HE is kissing her head, then she turns and he smiles and they say something and he gets this FUCKING LOOK ON HIS FACE and leans in, lingers, and kisses her ear. But he can’t stop brushing the hair from her face, or snuggling her, and she’s fully leaned back into him patting his thighs or squeezing his arms tighter to her.

It’s was fucking MAGICAL but also. Have you ever felt like you’re intruding on a moment? Because? Wow. She also DOVE into their first stage kiss just saying. Their chemistry is UNBELIEVABLE. My friend’s boyfriend noticed too and was shook too because honestly it did feel like intruding on a moment but we are truly blessed to have witnessed it as fucking unreal and CUTE AS HELL as it was.

(And then at stage door they came out at the same time and went to different ends of the barricade and when they met in the middle she stopped him to lean up and whisper something in his ear for the longest moment. Then my friend asked what her favorite song in the show was and she just points to Reeve and literally blanks on his name for a hot second, laughs at herself, and goes “he sings it. That guy...” and it takes her another second and she just lights up and says “If it’s True. I love hearing him sing it.” Which. TEAR MY HEART OUT EVA. Especially since she literally had tears rolling down her cheeks during that song like it’s fucking POWERFUL.

Hadestown itself was phenomenal-everyone was in their A game. Eva’s flowers literally WRECKED me. She was SOBBING by the end, but at the beginning she had these really soft small tears and she took the lines slow and in this minuscule voice that just. PHYSICALLY pained me. She was looking up at the sky/the wall at the last few lines, trying to remember the things that she’s lost, and she just full on broken voice goes for it at the end and is basically choking it out and it HURT SO MUCH.

She also was the CUTEST HUMAN because during Road to Hell and Living it Up On Top, every time she’d pass Kay or Yvette or Jewelle she’d make a face at them, or be sort of silly (she stuck her tongue out at Yvette it was so freaking cute)

I love Reeve’s energy. It is so pure and scattered, this Orpheus is the way he should be and I will say that forever. I also spent a lot of time during the show thinking about whoever headcanons him as having autism, and I do as well. I think that once I read that initial post (and I’m so sorry I can’t think of who it is that posts autistic Orpheus at that moment) I could not stop thinking about him as anything else. One thing I noticed this time is that he often had his eyes closed during the la las, and his expression was one of a sort of very fixated concentration, squeezing his eyes shut and focusing hard and then opening them with this sort of hesitant confidence like he knows he’s on the right track but is not overly confident at all.

He also just. I just kept thinking of how much I see him as a soft baby that I want to protect with my entire life. I just admire the chemistry that he has with Eva as you could tell in every tiniest movement just how very hard and fast Orpheus falls for Eurydice, and how he’s literally ALWAYS touching her as if he’s internally afraid that she’ll leave. And Wait for Me is always just this magical moment that I want to feel in my soul for the rest of my life. The ENTIRE theatre is dead silent the entire time and then there’s this 3 minute thunderous applause that’s just. It’s incredible. It’s SO moving.

My friend also asked Reeve what his favorite song to sing in the show was and he said he doesn’t have one 😂 tbh he seems to be VERY quiet in person, both times I’ve seen him he is very methodical about getting everyone at stagedoor but he’s very quiet and almost shy and it is v cute. (Meanwhile Eva’s on the other side of the crowd literally cackle laughing with someone and like. Working the room. They’re both so magical.)

(I told Jewelle at stagedoor that I have been a few times and am trying to bring as many people as possible and come back often and she said “good-please keep us employed” 🤣 )

Anyway it was the most glorious magical night and I will never forget meeting Eva Noblezada even though I literally looked TERRIBLE in the photos you KNOW I’m going to hang them up. Also I’m trying to go back ASAP.

#hadestown #we stan one musical #and we fixate all our attention on one musical #and we try to live life without having to see it 17 times

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imyourliquor-youremypoison · 7 years

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Off Limits (Skam - Chris x OC) Part 20

Pairing: Chris x OC

Synopsis: Mara Magnusson has always had everything she ever wanted in her life, except for one thing. The boyish charm of her brother’s childhood friend had wrecked her poor heart and ruined her for any other guy – you can trust her, she has tried. She could see the way he looked at her, though she knew there were rules about not hitting on your best friend’s little sister. Luckily for her, there were no restrictions when it was the other way around.

Word count: 2.9k

A/N: Still not the end. I don’t even kow what to say anymore. Stick around for a few more days and it’ll be over!

MASTERLIST

Part 19 <<< >>> Part 21

All eyes were on Mara the very moment she climbed out of William's car the next morning. The rumor that she passed out had spread around as quickly as wildfire but she couldn't be bothered by the constant whispering she heard on her way to her locker. Being the center of the general attention was something she was used to and at ease with, regardless of the reason behind it.

Besides, there was really only one person she felt like giving her attention to this morning, and it was none of those gossips that talked in a hushed tone as soon as she entered a room. She endured the two first classes without saying a word apart from answering the teachers' questions. When someone said hi to her, she smiled and nodded friendly but her lips were sealed. She simply wasn't in the mood. Her night was shorter than what she would have liked, her brother even more sorry than what she thought and Chris even more worried.

She had told William that she would forgive him completely eventually – if he made efforts and bought her enough sushis from her favorite restaurant. As for her lack of sleep, there wasn't much she could do apart from taking a nap after class today.

That left her with Chris. He must have ran late this morning because she didn't see him come to school and when she had glanced at William from across the schoolyard, he had shaken his head, silently telling her he hadn't seen Chris either. Mara was growing wary when she still didn't see him after her first classes, but she was kept busy by Noora and her friends. They were all so enthusiastic upon seeing her well and coming back to school that the young Magnusson was almost rendered speechless.

“It's good to see you well!” Eva said with a giant smile and stars in her eyes.

“Maybe you're not eating properly,” Vilde suggested, setting her worried eyes on Mara like she feared she would pass out again any time.

Mara put a reassuring hand on her shoulder and told her she ate more than enough food for a munchkin like herself. It put a smile on all their faces and she felt like it was a small victory.

“William told me what he did this morning,” Noora sighed, looking absolutely done with her boyfriend's shit. “I'm so sorry, if I'd known about this I would have tried to change his mind.”

“It's not your fault.” Mara shrugged a shoulder and brushed an unruly strand of hair behind her ear. “Have you seen Chris?”

“No, sorry,” Noora said with an apologetic pout.

“Oh, I saw him!” Eva interjected, her eyes lighting up. “He mixed up his classrooms this morning and accidentally barged in in the middle of my English class. He looked pretty upset, but I don't know if it's due to him walking in the wrong class or something else,” she said sheepishly.

It must have shown on Mara's face that she was uneasy about not finding Chris today.

“I'm sure you'll find him,” Vilde said as she grabbed Mara's hand for support. “He must be with the boys or still in class.”

It was a long shot, but at least she tried to ease Mara. She smiled despite the bad feeling stirring in her gut.

“We were about to hold a Kosegruppa meeting, do you want to join us to take your mind off of him?” Vilde offered graciously, looking at Mara with wide hopeful eyes.

When she saw her expression, Noora stepped in and answered for Mara.

“I'm sure she'd rather find him now,” Noora told Vilde. “You girls start the meeting without me and I'll meet you after helping Mara.”

Before any of the girls could object, Noora grabbed Mara by the arm and dragged her away, making her stumble on her feet when she pulled her with her. The urgency with which Noora pulled her forward seemed out of place given the situation, and it triggered a number of alarms in Mara's head. She shivered despite the thick knitted sweater she was wearing. It was Chris' favorite, the one that hung off her left shoulder.

“What is it you're not telling me?” Mara finally asked Noora, stopping dead in her tracks to get an answer. “Do you know where he is?”

“No, but I know why he seemed upset this morning,” she said, almost embarrassingly, looking down instead of meeting Mara's eyes, even though Noora wasn't one to shy away from an intense stare – she did date William after all.

Mara added two and two rather quickly and she was storming past poor Noora in a split second, her wild brown hair looking like a wildfire around her head. She hurried down the hallway, people stepped out of her way as though they could feel her aura of fury and when she burst through the front double doors, Mara's eyes immediately set on the person she was looking for.

Iben was exactly where she always was: sitting by the large tree at the school's front gate, with her group of friends, among which some Mara considered her friends too – or at the very least, people she got along well and saw almost on a daily basis in class. When the girl saw Mara coming, she paled and swallowed thickly. She stood up – a vain attempt to keep the upcoming argument private and not get put back in her place in front of her whole group of friends – but Mara was quicker than her and circled around the small gathering of people before grabbing Iben's wrist. She wasn't going easy on her and tightened the grip.

“What are you doing?” She shouted, shocked that the younger Magnusson sibling would resort to force.

“You should have listened to Eva,” Mara spat, thinking about how Eva tried to talk Iben out of her nonsensical plan to win back Chris, telling her that it would ruin a friendship instead of restoring a relationship.

“What are you talking about?” Iben barked at Mara, faking not to know why she was being attacked like this. But her voice betrayed her and Mara saw right through her false self-assurance and harsh tone.

“I'm not going to say it twice, Iben: you leave him alone. You had your chance with Chris and you missed it, but if you think for so much as one second that I'm letting you ruin my chance, you're dead wrong. I'll fight for you,” she concluded, not deeming it necessary to specify that she meant it literally and figuratively.

Her tone was final and her grip on Iben's arm so tight her knuckles were white. Iben didn't answer – to be perfectly honest, she looked a more scared than ashamed of her behavior. There was nothing more Mara could do at this point, she wanted to make it clear that she would not bend and break, this was a war she was willing to fight. Iben should know this, she should know that no sane person would play dirty with a Magnusson.

It was clear by the way Iben's eyes watered up that Mara only told her a truth she already knew and suddenly, she felt more pitiful than angry. Mara let go of her and after glaring at her and everyone around one last time, she turned around and walked straight towards the Penetrators, hands dived in her pockets and eyes clouded by her anger. It wasn't everyday that Mara Magnusson had to defend what was hers – and Chris was hers – from the envious eyes of jealous girls, but when she did, she made sure to instill the fear of God in them. And what was an underlying threat if not empty when it wasn't accompanied by physical evidence of her being serious?

To Mara's utmost relief, she finally saw Chris, hidden behind the group of boys. He was sitting on the table, his feet on the bench looking deep in thought. Elbows on his knees and hands joined under his chin, he seemed troubled by something.

“Chris!” Mara called his name and he looked up.

All the boys froze like they were scared Mara would direct her anger at one of them if they made an abrupt movement. But she wasn't mad at Chris. William walked between her and the picnic table, coming out of nowhere and stopping her in her tracks.

“What is it?” She asked with a frown.

“It wasn't his fault, I swear. You know I wouldn't defend him if he did you wrong, but Iben really kissed him by surprise and-”

Mara walked around William and by the time she reached the boys, Chris was on his two feet and met her halfway.

“Mara, it's not wh-” He started but never got to finish the sentence.

Mara grabbed him by the neck and kissed him in front of everybody – the whole school was watching by now, after her little stunt with Iben and her storming past everyone she had attracted a fair amount of unwanted attention. The boys around them cheered and applauded. There were even some “fucking finally” and “not to soon” among the loud excited shouts. Chris' hand mingled in Mara's hair and wrapped around her middle as he answer her possessive kiss. It was a statement, a mark of ownership. They were both aware of it and of their audience, but it didn't undermine the pleasure they took in doing it.

Noora had finally caught up with Mara and was now standing behind William. When Mara grabbed Chris, he grumbled “I can't watch this” and Noora covered his eyes with her hands to spare him the show.

“They are cute together,” she commented, though she didn't expect William to agree.

“Still won't watch my best friend suck off my sister's face,” he replied. “But yeah.”

“I, for one, ship it,” she giggled before withdrawing her hands when the two lovebirds parted.

She squealed when William turned around and attacked her neck with little kisses, making her giggle harder and taking her heed off of his sister.

Mara and Chris didn't pay attention to any of this.

“You're not mad? What's the catch?”Chris asked almost immediately after they broke the kiss.

There was no catch, there was no explanation to ask for or apologies to give. From the moment she realized Iben had something to do with Chris' avoiding her and looking upset, Mara knew that the girl was at fault. She knew Iben, she thought of her as a friend to some extend – though not anymore – and if Chris was at fault for cheating on her, she was no angel either and she herself had stolen Chris from another girl, so why would she hesitate to do it again? Mara trusted Chris, she knew – and she held it for truth – that he would never do this to her.

“No,” she chuckled. “Just, don't try to avoid me if anything like this happens again.”

“You're one hell of a girl Mara,” he said, biting his lip and shooting her a heated glance before kissing her again.

“Is she still looking?” Mara whispered. Chris darted his eyes toward Iben and her friends.

“I think she's crying now,” he said with a wince.

Mara should probably feel sorry for her, but she didn't. She had kissed her Chris, she could stick it. For a little while they stayed like this, standing aside from the Penetrators, holding each other as if they would die from lack of contact and had to touch in some way. Chris' sneaky hands slid beneath her sweater and massaged her hip and the skin of her lower stomach, making her press herself against him – in as subtle a way she could since it was a pretty public display of affection. But soon, it was time to go.

“I have to go back to class,” Mara said regretfully. “Anything planned for tonight?” She inquired.

“Have something in mind?” Chris asked flirtatiously, leaning in and giving a swift and superficial bite to her naked shoulder.

“I might,” she replied with a mischievous smile that Chris realized he was the only receptacle of.

He like that. The thought of being that special, the thought of eliciting reactions from her that no one else could trigger. He had to summon a ridiculous amount of self-control to merely take his hands off of her, and he didn't even want to think about the sharp coldness he felt when her body detached from his. Geez, could he be any more smitten with this girl?

“I'll finish a bit later than you, but you can go to the apartment with Will and I'll meet you there, yeah?” She suggested, placing a tentative hand over his collarbone and gently stroking it. She used the same hand to push away from him and walk away after seeing him nod, speechless.

Mara looped her arm around Noora's and the two girls walked away, glancing over their shoulder to watch theirs boys as their made their way back to class, and when they finally crossed the front door of the building, Will sighed. He strutted toward Chris and with a defeated yet delighted look on his face he said “man, we're so whipped.”

And if Chris weren't too busy thinking about Mara, her playful eyes, her teasing smile, her silly laugh and the way her hips swayed as she walked away, he could have given a damn. Expect he didn't, because she was too extraordinary for him to care about being whipped or not.

“It's a bad thing?” Chris asked, genuinely not knowing anything anymore at this point.

“No,” William laughed. “It's just that I never thought I'd see you like this.”

“Like what?” Chris scoffed, shooting him a challenging look.

William didn't open his mouth, but the answer was so evident that it floated in the air around them, and even Chris couldn't deny it anymore. In love.

“If you hurt her though, I can promise you endless torture an major bodily harm that you may or may not recover from,” William added for good measure.

“Yeah, yeah, I know,” Chris laughed and shrugged his jacket on. “Let's go now, we're always late.”

At the other side of Nissen, where Noora and Mara parted ways to go to their respective classes, the girls chatted animatedly about the next party they planned for Kosegruppa and tried to convince Isak to host it.

Mara took Noora apart and asked in a hushed tone, “huh, Noora, could you do something for me?”

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