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lillywillow · 3 years

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Birthday Wishes

Summary: Bucky wants to plan the best party ever for his young daughter

Word Count: 2430

Square Filled: Free Space

Pairings: Singledad!Bucky x Female Reader/ Steve x Peggy

Warnings: None really

Written for @star-spangled-bingo

Ever since the mother to Bucky’s daughter passed away when she was a baby, he had been totally devoted to her and every year on her birthday, he went all out trying to make it the best one ever.

About a month ago, Tony’s daughter Morgan had a mermaid themed party; complete with a woman dressed as a mermaid. Bucky’s daughter Rebecca had totally raved about it and with her own birthday coming up, he made a note to take one of the business cards with him.

...

The moment Bucky walked into the building, he was in awe. The front of the store was full of costumes, dolls, plushies, pirate treasure chests, fairy wings and wands... every kind of fantasy item a child could possibly want and a lot of it looked handmade. Out the back, he could hear squealing and laughter. A party in progress, perhaps?

“Good afternoon, welcome to Childhood Dreams. How may I help you?” the receptionist asked.

“Hi. I’m looking to book a party? It’s for my daughter...”

“I see. Well, before booking a party, you’ll need to make an appointment with Y/N. She likes to customise her parties to the client. She’s currently doing a performance but if you’re happy to wait, she’ll be done soon...”

“I can wait...”

“Great. Follow me please...”

Bucky followed the receptionist into the back. There was a pirate party taking place with all the children dressed up as pirates. There were props and decorations keeping in tone with the theme and an incredible cake. On the stage up the front was the same woman who had played the part of the mermaid at Morgan’s party, this time she was a pirate, enacting a mighty swordfight with another actor. She really put her all into the performance.

Bucky watched her for a moment before the receptionist pulled him along and guided him to an office along the side. The inside of the office was just as cheerful and childlike as the rest of the place. The desk was lined with small trinkets. Along the walls were various photographs of the woman in different costumes. A princess, a fairy, a friendly witch... there was a costume for every occasion. Bucky was in the middle of admiring them when the door opened and the subject from the photos stepped in.

“You must be the gentleman wanting a party,” she smiled, taking off her hat and eye patch before sitting at her desk and encouraging him to take a seat. “I’m Y/N.”

“Yes, that’s right. My name is Bucky and I’m looking to do a birthday party for my daughter Rebecca,” he said, getting his phone out to show her a picture.

Y/N smiled at the photo of the little girl who was dressed as a princess.

“Tell me about Rebecca. I take it she’s a princess fan?”

Bucky’s face lit up as he spoke about his little girl. Everything that she loved about princesses and fairytales, down to her favourite colours, animals and mythical creatures.

“I’m probably rambling now...”

“No, no, I think it’s sweet to see a father so dedicated to his daughter. Let me show you a few of our packages,” she smiled.

Y/N logged into her tablet to show him a few of the princess themed parties they offered. Bucky looked through the options before deciding on a fantasy type one with princesses, wizards and all things in that vein.

“Will you be having the party here or elsewhere?”

“I think home would be best... unless... here would be better? I don’t know...”

“Some children feel more comfortable on home base and some like going out. It’s really up to you. My job is to give your child the best possible experience...”

Bucky nodded slowly and thought.

“She might like a party in her own backyard...”

“That’s totally fine. I’ll need to visit ahead of time just so I can work on a setup. Now, will you be providing your own cake? If not, I can recommend an excellent bakery.”

“A family friend agreed to make the cake,” Bucky replied.

Y/N nodded and jotted down a few notes.

“What about food?”

“Yes, we’ll be making our own food too.”

Y/N nodded again and wrote down a few more notes. After agreeing on a price, a date and time to meet, his address and the date of the party, Bucky started heading out the door.

“One more thing...”

Bucky turned to look at her.

“I like to ask our clients how they found out about our business...”

“A while ago, you threw a mermaid party for a friend of mine’s daughter. Rebecca couldn’t stop talking about it for days after that...”

Y/N smiled fondly.

“I see... well, I guess I’ll see you when I come to do my inspection. Goodbye, Bucky.”

“Bye.”

As Bucky left the office, he could feel his heart fluttering like it hadn’t done in a long time. Ever since his wife’s passing, Bucky hadn’t even looked at another woman. Well, he had looked but he had always been so busy taking care of Rebecca, he didn’t really have time to be pursuing women. Sure on occasion, he would go on a blind date now and then and Steve would babysit but that would be the extent of it. Bucky thought for sure his dating life was over but talking to Y/N just now... it gave him a lot of hope.

...

Time went by and eventually the day arrived when you went to meet Bucky at his place. Bucky greeted you at the door with a smile and ushered you inside. Smiling, you looked around the place. Pictures of Bucky’s life lined the walls and shelves. Photos of him with friends but most of them were of his little girl. One thing you noticed was the lack of pictures of the girl’s mother. There were a few of her before having the child but not many after.

“So, um... what do you need to see?”

“You mentioned a backyard?” you said, referring back to the interview you had a few days ago.

Bucky nodded and showed you the way. First, you scoped out the best place to conduct your performance then took out your measuring tape to size up the props you might need. As you worked, Bucky could see the gears turning in your head.

“Do you go out to different locations a lot?” Bucky asked, trying to strike up a conversation.

“Not a lot but it’s always fun when we do.”

“How long have you been in business?”

“It’s taken me about ten years to get it off the ground. It’s only been gaining popularity in the last year or so...”

“Wait, so you own Childhood Dreams?”

“Sure do. You see, I always believed childhood should be about fun and games before going onto the drudgery of adulthood. And I help out local business in the process. Most of the items available for purchase were made by local artists. I’m always willing to lend a hand when they need it. That’s why I ask about food. There’s a small bakery a few blocks from the building we’re located who does the most beautiful cakes...”

You suddenly were interrupted by something brushing up against your leg. Looking down, you saw the most adorable white cat.

“Why, hello there. Aren’t you a cutie?” you cooed, bending down to pat the snowy feline.

“This is Alpine. Rebecca is just crazy about her. She’s been a really big help ever since...” Bucky paused, feeling a lump in his throat and tears well up in his eyes.

Alpine trotted over to him and purred as he picked her up.

“Sorry. It’s just... ever since my wife passed when Rebecca was a baby; I’ve wanted to give her the best life possible. I try to give equal amounts of time between her so she can look up to me and work so she has the best things in life...”

You went over and gave him a hug.

“You’re a good man, Bucky. I’ve been in this business long enough to tell the devoted parents from the off-standers. Just by spending a few minutes with you, I already know that you love your daughter and think the world of her. Just make sure you spend a few moments taking care of yourself, okay? It doesn’t have to be much, just enough so you feel good too.”

Bucky gave you a soft smile, knowing that you were right. Everyone had told him as such but sometimes, it’s harder to take advice from the people closest to you.

“Can I get you anything to drink?” he offered.

“Actually, I should get going. I’ve got a children’s charity event I need to get ready for. It’s been really nice seeing you again, Bucky. I guess the next time I see you will be for your daughter’s party.”

“See you then,” Bucky smiled.

He couldn’t wait for the party.

...

Finally, the day of Rebecca’s birthday arrived. Bucky had spent the night before busily transforming his humble home into a castle fit for a princess. He wanted everything to be perfect for his little girl’s special day, buying the most glittery, ruffled princess dress for her to wear, complete with a sparkly tiara. Bucky himself hired a prince costume and even managed to obtain a kitty sized dragon costume for Alpine.

Bucky spent the morning cooking, starting with a plate of pancakes for breakfast before moving onto the finishing touches on the food for the party. He had most of it prepared already but some of it needed heating.

The first to arrive was Wanda with her twin boys who were both in costume. The boys instantly ran over to play with Rebecca while Wanda was left holding the cake she had made along with her purse and the present she had bought. Bucky rushed over to help her with the items and after exchanging greetings and pleasantries, she showed his the cake.

It was everything Bucky could have ever hoped for and more. The cake was purple with ice cream cones decorated like castle turrets, topped with little princess and unicorn figurines and the words ‘Happy Birthday, Rebecca’ written in icing along with the age she was turning. Little pink flowers were piped along the sides.

“Thank you so much, Wanda. Becca’s just going to love it.”

“You’re welcome,” she smiled, giving him a hug.

Soon after Wanda’s arrival was Steve and Peggy with their child followed by Tony, Pepper and Morgan, Sam with his kid and it wasn’t long before all the party guests had arrived. The adults all mingled while the children played together happily. Right on time, Y/N arrived with her scene partner in full costume. She was wearing a knight costume while her partner (whom she introduced as Phil) was dressed as an ‘evil’ wizard. Bucky settled the kids in front of the makeshift stage and let the performance begin.

Y/N started by introducing herself as a knight dedicated to Princess Rebecca.

“That’s me!” Rebecca squealed in delight, jumping to her feet and clapping.

Y/N knelt down to be level with her, crossing her right arm over her chest in a salute.

“I vow to protect you from the evils of the kingdom.”

Suddenly, Phil jumped out of his hiding place.

“Mwa-ha-ha! I am an evil wizard and I am here to change all the cakes into broccoli!”

Bucky thought he was laying it on a little thick but there was a wave of horrified gasps from the kids.

“Not so fast, evil wizard! We will defeat you! Kids, if I’m going to beat him, I’m going to need your help...”

Y/N and Phil made an amazing pair. While Y/N encouraged the children and even a few of the parents to join in, Phil played off their reactions until he was ‘defeated’.

“You win! I will change my evil ways and use my powers for good!” he dramatically cried.

The children all cheered and clapped. The two actors took a bow and started to pack up as Bucky announced it was time for cake. The kids all raced over to where the cake was being brought out.

“Would you two like to stay for cake?” Bucky offered.

Phil looked at Y/N for permission, a hopeful glint in his eye.

“Sure. We have some time before our next appointment,” she smiled. Phil gave a big, childlike grin.

Once everyone had sung Happy Birthday to Rebecca and she had blown out the candles, the cake was served out. Steve approached Bucky.

“Hey, man. How are you doing?”

“A bit tired but seeing the smile on that little girl’s face makes it all worth it,” he softly sighed.

Steve followed Bucky’s gaze to where Rebecca was talking animatedly to Y/N. He could tell the smile on her face was genuine and not just for show. This was a person who loved their job and loved children.

“Is that the same Y/N you’ve been going on about all week?”

“I haven’t been talking about her that much...”

Steve gave him an incredulous look.

“You know, it’s okay to like her. Why don’t you ask her out?”

“What about Rebecca?”

“Peggy and I can look after her while you go out on date. You deserve to be happy too...”

Bucky thought about it for a while and headed over to Y/N and Rebecca.

“Daddy, daddy! Y/N was the mermaid at Morgan’s party! She’s magical...” Rebecca was absolutely smitten with the woman.

“I see... Can I talk Y/N alone for a minute? Then you can open presents,” he smiled.

Rebecca giggled and hugged his leg before running off to play with her friends.

“She’s a darling,” Y/N warmly smiled.

“She is... Listen, Y/N... I was wondering... if you’re not busy tomorrow night... if maybe you’d like to have dinner with me...”

“Like a date?”

Bucky’s face flushed.

“I mean, if you want it to be...”

Y/N kissed his cheek.

“I’d like that. How about 7:00 at the restaurant around the from the Childhood Dreams building. They do an amazing meal...”

“Sounds perfect,” he smiled.

This was one the best days of Bucky’s life. Not only did he pull off the perfect party for his daughter but he took a step back into the dating world with an incredible woman who somehow stole his heart.

#ssb2021 #Free Space #Birthday Wishes #Bucky Barnes #bucky barnes x reader #single dad!bucky #Rebecca #Children's birthday party #Acting #phil coulson #Steve Rogers #Friends #Fluff #Alpine

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kpoprp-multi · 3 years

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the plot/au list

The following list of Genres shows you what kind of things I rp usually:

✔️= What I can do with you as an rp

❌= What I’m uncomfortable to rp as

➖= I would like to test it out on rare occasions

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(1)Al Invasion AU [❌]

(2)Al Human AU [ ➖ ]

(3)Alp/Beta/Omega AU [✔️]

(4)Andro AU [➖]

(5)Angel/Demon AU [✔️]

(6)Arranged Marriage AU [ ➖ ]

(7)Baby AU [ ❌ ]

(8)Bakery AU [✔️]

(9)Badboy(girl) meets Social awkward girl(boy) with a roasting problem AU[❌]

(10)Bookstore AU [✔️]

(11)Business AU [✔️]

(12)Coffee Shop AU [✔️]

(13)Crime AU [✔️]

(14)Darkside AU [✔️]

(15)Desert island AU [ ➖ ]

(16)Dystopian AU [✔️]

(17)Fairy Tail AU[✔️]

(18)Fantasy AU [✔️]

(19)Flower Shop AU [✔️]

(20)Genderswap AU [✔️]

(21)Hanahaki Disease AU [➖]

(22)Harem AU – Or Reverse Harem AU [❌]

(23)Haunted House AU [✔️]

(24)High School/College AU [hs ❌ /cl ✔️]

(25)Hogwarts AU [✔️]

(26)Hospital AU [➖]

(27)Hooker AU [➖]

(28)Hunger Games AU [ ➖ ]

(29) Hybrid AU[✔️]

(30)Ice Cream Shop AU [✔️]

(31)Law Enforcement/Military AU [❌]

(32)Mafia AU [✔️]

(33)Magic AU [✔️]

(34)Marriage Law AU [✔️]

(35)Master/Slave AU (Only if you’re over 18+) [➖]

(36)Merpeople AU/ Undersea AU[ ➖ ]

(37)Percy Jackson AU[✔️]

(38)The Red String/Soulmate AU [✔️]

(39)Anime AU [ ➖ ]

(40)Walking with my significant other and you but accidentally grabbed the wrong hand AU [✔️]

(41)Platonic living together AU[✔️]

(42)I hit you with my car and was the only one to visit you in the hospital AU[✔️]

(43)We met each other on a Sunday morning, both doing our walk of shame AU[✔️]

(44)My new dealer has friended me on Facebook and I’m unsure of how to react to that AU[✔️]

(45)A hopeless romantic and a horny beast are set up on a blind date AU[✔️]

(46)Painter/Writer au[✔️]

(47)Fake Dating AU[✔️]

(48)We hate each other but we both have a mutual friend so we have to put up with each other AU[✔️]

(49)Don’t tell anyone you saw me crying AU[✔️]

(50)You’ve been sleeping at mine because your house is being renovated and we aren’t even dating, yet every time you wake up to the baby crying and sigh, “I’ll go” I feel like we might as well be married for real AU[ ➖ ]

(51)We are the only two parents who agreed to attend the school trip (bonus: “So I guess we share this hotel room?”)[ ➖ ]

(52)Single parents AU[❌]

(53)We’re at a concert and I can’t see a thing let me sit on your shoulders, maybe? AU[❌]

(54)You’re afraid that you’ll lose me in big crowds so you always hold my hand but now you just hold my hand when there’s only, like, five people around and I’m getting very suspicious AU[✔️]

(55)So I know we haven’t talked in like, two years, and that things ended pretty badly between us but WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN you’re engaged to be married AU[✔️]

(56)Look, I know we agreed to be friends and everything but that’s what everyone says when they break up. I can’t take you asking me for advice on how to ask out the new person you’re interested in, okay? it’s killing me AU[✔️]

(57)It´s my [insert family relation here]´s wedding and seeing all these happy couples is killing me and all I can think about is how this was almost us AU[ ➖ ]

(58)My current partner is a huge asshole and I need a reason to break up with them so will you pretend to be my possessive and violent ex AU[ ➖ ]

(59)One Night Stand before the first of your new job and oops that was your new boss you were sleeping with AU[ ➖ ]

(60)Pen pals who vent at each other every week AU[❌]

(61)Oops friend looks like the only place to sleep in this house is this small, twin-sized bed, guess we’ll have to share AU[✔️]

(62)We sat next to each other during a really sad film and now we’re sharing tissues silently whilst we cry at the cinema AU[❌]

(63)We take a dance class together and our next routine calls for partnerwork, and we got put togeth-STop standing on my foot! AU[✔️]

(64)We’re literally the only two kids who ride this school bus maybe we should carpool or make out or something AU[✔️]

(65)Date auction for charity AU[❌]

(66)Strangers who end up on the kiss cam at a sporting event AU[❌]

(67)Bored single parents at a [Insert band] concert” AU[❌]

(68)Parents signed them up for the same shitty art program AU[❌]

(69)Look I’m glad you have a healthy sex life and all but will you please try not to pierce a whole through my ceiling with your bed, thanks. AU[✔️]

(70)My cat and your dog are totally in love, and I think it’s so cute until I realise that it’s your pet, because we kind of hate each other AU[✔️]

(71)Your mail keeps coming to my address which is really weird since they’re nothing alike, but it turns out our mutual friend who wants to set us up keeps switching the mail on purpose AU[✔️]

(72)I’m a waiter/waitress and you always sit in my section. I really like you and i thought you liked me back until you walked in here with a date, WHOOPS would you look at that I keep spilling stuff on them AU[✔️]

(73)That one asshole costumer that always comes in 5 minutes before the store is about to close AU[ ❌ ]

(74)We’re sitting next to each other on this plane and and I was eating gummies, but I left all the yellow and orange ones cause they’re absolute shit and now you’re asking if you can have them AU[✔️]

(75)My significant other just broke up with me and I impulse bought like 5 pizzas and a 3 floor cake. Can you help me eat them and make me feel less like shit? AU[✔️]

(76)We both got dragged to this concert for this shitty band by our significant others and we met in the crowd and spend the entire gig talking about better music and making fun of the shitty band AU[✔️]

(77)We’re both at this restaurant to meet blind dates, but we meet each other thinking that the other person is the blind date we were supposed to be meeting AU[✔️]

(78)You’re famous and I was hired by your management to date you for public appearances, but now I’m kinda into you cause you’re actually a really cool person, but you don’t give a shit about me AU[ ✔️ ]

(79)You’ve locked yourself outside of your apartment and there’s a storm rolling in and I pity you so I’ll let you into mine AU[✔️]

(80)Your grandma is really forward even though I swear we’re just friends AU[❌]

(81)I got the fake number from your friend and started texting you, thinking it was them but you’re too sweet to me that you continue on with this lie just to make me happy[✔️]

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wintaejk · 4 years

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Jungkook’s FIC REC | OS 2

I had too many links on the other post. Here is the second part of my Jungkook’s fic rec but with others themes.

Again, all those fictions belong to the amazing authors who wrote them, not me. I want to thank them once more.

(f) = fluff

(a) = angst

(m) = mature

magical au

— Trick or Treat: Howling for You (F) (M) — by @fortunexkookie

The way your Little Red Riding Hood costume lured over a fuckboy in a half-assed werewolf costume was a little cliche, but god damn was he beautiful. He promised he had plenty of big things to show you, and you took him up on the offer, not realizing that you might’ve bitten off more than you could chew.

werewolf au | established relationship | +14k

— rottenfolk (M) — by @junqkook

a look was as hazardous as chemicals, a kiss as perilous as poison; his eyes and lips felt akin to a cure, but he was purely venom.

faerie au | royalty au | +13k

Commentary - If there’s only one one-shot I could recommend you to read of all tumblr, it would probably be this one. For me, it is rare to acheive such a level of mastery in fantasy fictions. Writing is already complicated, but when you have to place the readers in an unknown universe, it is even harder. However, the real brilliance of this story is the end. Because the end is supposed to satiate the reader in a way or another, it is supposed to offer what all the reader craved: a sort of closure. But here we all are, waiting for a sequel, because this story will make you want a next episode. And that is the brilliance, because you will surely never forget a story with that kind of power. So those are some of the reasons why this fiction is for me a mix of art, smartness and excellence ; and also why you would be missing something huge by not reading it.

— overdrive (M) — by @junqkook

you thought meeting jungkook was just a coincidence, but the universe didn’t deal in coincidences.

vampire au | soulmate au | enemies to lovers | +13k

— Crescent Bound - Jungkook (F) (M) — by @parkhabits

A pact bound by the moon. A secret kept only amongst themselves. Each of them experiencing their own cycles of heat.

werewolf au | friends to lovers | +12k

— Room 109 (M) — by @lavishedinjimin

Having Jungkook as your apartment buddy was a lot to get used to. But with one early day, your heat comes up much stronger than usual, and you were desperate for an alpha’s touch.

werewolf au | roommate au | alpha!jungkook | +6k

— after dark (M) — by @seokoloqy

Jungkook has served the royal family for generations, seen them live and die countless times. When it comes to you, he can’t watch you wither away too, but your lust for one another makes it harder and harder to stay apart.

vampire au | royalty au | knight!jungkook | +8k

— Life’s Blood (F) (A) (M) — by @littlenoona

You produce blood cells at an increased rate when blood is lost, effectively, you cannot bleed out. This ability has served you well so far, even gaining you a rare friend, and you’ve made it your source of income, but it also has its downsides, one of which you’ve managed to avoid successfully, until now.

vampire au | +13k

— you come in waves (A) (M) — by @angelguk

if jeongguk had a choice, he would destroy the sun. it’s not like he needed it for warmth due to his werewolf abilities making him a scorching radiator. it would also help his heart. because you look delectable in that stupid bikini.

werewolf au | friends to lovers au | 4k

— tell me your secrets (i’m all ears) (F) — by @jinpire

You’re not afraid of Jeon Jeongguk. Even if he’s probably some kind of bear or giant cat shifter, and just a hint of his irritation had your instincts vibrating beneath your skin like a live wire. Your thumb brushed over the plastic dome of mini-Levi’s head, taking comfort in the cartoon scowl and dead eyes, the tiny grey sticks of his 3DM gear. Small could be pretty fucking powerful too.

shifter au | college au | bunny!kook | +6k

drabbles: nooks and naps - foxie moxie (don’t pull my tail) - look before you leap - fluffles and kerfuffles

— Pomegranate Seeds (M) — by @taetaebaepsae

Jungkook thinks he’s found the perfect new roommate, but little doesn’t he know you’re just aching to corrupt him.

demon au | roommate au | virgin!jungkook | +4k

other themes

— Every Kind of Way (F) (M) — by @taehyungforreal

{Three little vignettes, three completely different experiences, same perfectly wonderful boyfriend JK.}

strangers to lovers | established relationship | +14k

Commentary - I remember when this fiction was posted. I read the teaser a few days before, and I was waiting for it. I remember the exact date of the release of this story, and let me tell you it never happens to me. But this is how much I liked this story. This masterpiece. This fiction is 95% made of smut. This is a warning if you don’t like that. However, what I like about Ashley’s works is that smut is not only smut (okay, sometimes it’s just pure filth but whatever). It’s not the first time I’ve read a piece of work of her and that I’ve been so thankful of reading her. Because the stories she writes are realistic. Sex is not always perfect. Sex is not always like in porn. Sex can be embarrassing. And this is why I love what Ashley writes, because she always have that realistic point of view on life. And sometimes it’s also nice to not turn everything into porn. What is very likeable - I said likeable? I meant loveable, sorry - about that story is also the three different stages of the relation of Jk and reader. This is also something I like about her writings. Life evolves, relationships evolve, and so does sex. So in this story, you will experience three different Jungkook. And it’s three reasons why you should read this fiction, three reasons why you will probably love it. One thing is sure, this chef-d’oeuvre will leave you wondering if your eyes have been burnt by the smuttiness or blessed by all the talent of this writer.

— tattooed two (ft. kth) (F) (M) — by @httpjeon

your boyfriend’s best friend joins you for a night you’ll never forget.

tattoo artist au | established relationship | poly au | +8k

— Inkling (A) (M) — by @gguksgalaxy

Jungkook is your brother’s boyfriend’s co-worker, they own a tattoo and piercing parlour. In other words, he’s tall, gorgeous, has his passion literally etched into his skin, looks incredibly good in a man-bun, and is semi-unattainable for you. Why? Well…you’re not entirely sure but him ditching right after a very heated make-out session sure isn’t a good sign. His extremely poor mood the next week sure isn’t either, but the only way to fix it is to face the beast head-on. Right?

tattoo artist au | +17k

— Freak-quency (M) — by @taehyungforreal

His eyes sparkle and he fights back a smile when he asks you why. “Is it because I didn’t give you something else to swallow like I said I would,” he questions, halfway through a much less subtle adjustment of his growing erection. Yoongi was right, he wants to be in trouble.

rockstar au | established relationship | +8k

— Boots (M) —

3000+ words of Ashley kinking on Jungkook’s boot. That’s it.

rockstar au | established relationship | part of Freak-quency | +3k

— Heartbreaker with a Heart of Gold (A) (M) — by @filmflowersbangtan

It was around this time almost three years ago when Jungkook moved to LA after his band got signed to a famous record label. He told you that he’d keep in contact with you. That he’d visit as much as he could. That he loved you. But about a month after leaving, he stopped texting and calling as much. And then a mere week after the band’s first EP dropped, Burning Rabbit was a sensation.

rocksatr au | ex lovers | +3k

— Brother’s best friend (M) — by @lavishedinjimin

In which Y/n owns a smut blog dedicated to her crush and brother’s best friend, jungkook. it was all fun and games until he finds out about it and acts it out with you.

brother’s best friend!jungkook | +5k

— Sugarplum Elegy (F) (A) (M) — by @bymoonchild

You know no bounds nor depth with Jungkook. While your fuck buddy loves sleeping in your bed and doing laundry for you with his favourite fabric softener, you are in love with a mysterious honeyed, velvety voice on Soundcloud. All’s fine, until you find out that the voice that metaphors your heart to a sweet sugarplum melody actually belongs to the boy who has been taking up a special spot in your bed and in your heart, strumming at your heartstrings all this while.

friends with benefits | college au | idiots to lovers | +17k

— The Kids Aren’t Alright (F) (A) (M) — by @sketchguk

Sneaking around with Jeongguk during your Christian retreat is complicated when you’re both dedicated to your jobs as co-youth group counselors at your father’s ministry.

friends with benefits | pastor’s kid!reader | +10k

— Gym (F) (M) — by @hobiwonder

Jungkook has a crush on you and has been watching you work out at his gym. One day you finally confront his obvious crush.

business woman!reader | fratboy!jungkook | older reader | +8k

— Gravity Check (M) — by @gimmesumsuga

The one where Jungkook is your oh-so-handsome climbing instructor.

climbing instructors!jungkook | strangers to lovers | 14k

— The Monogamy Monologues (F) (M) — by @kpopfanfictrash

The year? Some point after college. The occasion? Namjoon is getting married and the Rich Man’s Crochet Club has convened once again. Somewhere between the drinks and the laughter, everyone has the same realization: Jungkook has never been in a serious relationship. In the name of all that is holy (Overwatch and booze), the club’s mission is revived. Now though, their goal is much more perilous. Now, they aim to find Jeon Jungkook a girlfriend. (Part of The Rich Man’s Crochet Club series)

fuckboy!jungkook | wedding planner!reader | strangers to lovers | +42k

— The Virgin Volume (F) (A) (M) —

This fic exists in the RMCC universe. It takes place before RMCC and is the story of how Jungkook lost his virginity. To quote Seokjin/Namjoon: “What Jungkook doesn’t know won’t hurt him and – let’s be honest – his story is hilarious. One pump,” Seokjin laughs, sounding like a hyena. “One pump and he’s done.” // Ducking his head, Namjoon tries not to smile. “It was a rookie mistake,” he protests, defending their friend. “Jungkook was overexcited and couldn’t control himself. He got better.”

college au | friends to lovers | prequel to TMM | +6k

— everlasting (A — by @kimvvantae

being able to love the same person forever is a blessing given from the heavens. to you, however, eternity has become a curse.

reincarnation au | 18k

— Performances (M) — by @littlenoona

The same handsome guy has been appearing at your performances and you become more and more interested in who he is - now you’re dancing only for him, despite a hall full of people.

strangers to lovers | professional dancer!reader | +6k

— Matching Hearts (F) (A) — by @gukwluv

a drunk call to your ex boyfriend leads to a night of fun adventures that make you wonder why you even split in the first place.

exes au | +3k

— locker room talk (M) — by @minnpd

You end up having a rather heated talk with Jeon Jungkook in the locker room when he announces he has been chosen for the audition you both participated to.

dancer au | enemies to lovers | fuckboy!jungkook | +5k

— not quite lovers (M) — by @junqkook

hiring jeon jungkook as your personal assistant happens to have more than one perk.

workplace au | friends with benefits | ceo!reader | +15k

— By Its Cover (M) — by @gimmesumsuga

The one where Jungkook makes a very bad first impression.

workplace au | enemies to lovers | 21k

— Mind in the Gutter (F) (M) — by @kpopfanfictrash

Starting over is never fun. Especially not when you decide to take the phrase fully to heart; new job, new city, new coworkers and new relationships. When you are dragged to a happy hour by your new co-worker, Taehyung, you end up sitting beside a (very) cute, (very) shy IT worker named Jungkook. Several drinks later, he mentions he is in a professional bowling league with his friends and you rather enthusiastically invite yourself along. As time passes and you begin to grow closer, you still find it impossible to read Jungkook. Working in the same company and seeing each other so often, it is only so long before one of you snaps. But who?

workplace au | bowling au | strangers to friends to lovers | +18k

#fic rec #jungkook fic rec #bts fic rec #jeon jungkook

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konan-supernova · 5 years

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Always

Based on this post by @sandersfanders

AO3

If anyone had told Virgil, on any date before (or even after) July 15th, 2017, that he would be accepted and loved by the other sides to the extent he was now, he would have laughed. He would have laughed, and laughed, all to cover up how awful he felt inside.

The thing was, he didn't really think that it was so impossible for them to love him, and certainly not for him to love them. The only barrier would be his own fears, those hateful fantasies that kept him up each night. Those thoughts that seemed to crawl up his back and settle on his shoulders, weighing him down just a little more each day.

If he ever let them close to him, if he ever allowed himself to be loved… Well, how would that end? Not well, surely. And if there was any sort of deviation from that perfect happy ending he longed for, he would never be able to escape it.

Think about it. The four of them were facets of a personality, fragments of a person. If they broke up, that could ruin Thomas. And Virgil would never, ever put Thomas at risk.

So he stayed distant, or as distant as he could. He smiled at their jokes, hesitantly embraced their hugs, and ignored the panging in his chest every time one of them smiled at him. All because he couldn't do this to them, to Thomas.

He did a wonderful job of holding himself back, too. An outsider might never guess that he had hated turning down their offer to join a relationship with them, that it had sent him to his room to cry for the rest of the night. One might never know how hollow it made him to see them kissing, holding hands, dancing their happy little relationship dance all around the commons.

Because Virgil was a very good actor. Until, of course, he wasn't.

°•°

“Morning, Virge!” Patton smiled, flipping a pancake as Virgil trudged down the stairs. He grunted in response, shuffling towards the coffee maker. He poured out the leftover contents from whoever had used it last (he suspected Logan, the logical side had a tendency to stay up late with a cup or two) and began to brew some fresh.

“Morning, Pat,” he finally greeted once his coffee was finished. He lifted to mug to his lips, sighing contentedly as he drank.

“That tired, huh?” Patton seemed slightly concerned to see him down the entire hot mug in just a few seconds. Virgil nodded and refilled the mug, not drinking it so quickly this time.

“Why, what a wonderful morning!” Roman leapt down the stairs, already in full costume. He shot the other two a large smile, and blew a kiss at Patton before moving to turn on the TV.

“Ah, I would not suggest television before breakfast,” Logan was quick to follow down the stairs, still tying his tie. “While there are not any extreme health risks, it would likely make Patton upset to see that you-”

“Wait, are you watching Steven Universe?!” Patton gasped, sliding the last of the pancakes onto a plate before rocketing towards the couch. “I didn't know there were new episodes out yet!”

“There are not,” Logan gave a small smile and sat down beside Patton, wrapping an arm around his shoulder. “Thomas has been keeping an eye on the airing schedule, and has not yet noticed any updates about either the movie or season six.”

“Reruns are always good, though, are they not?” Roman had paused the show, still in the opening theme song, to address his boyfriends. “Of course, if you'd rather we-”

“No, no,” Patton leaned towards him, “this is perfect.”

Virgil watched the three of them, wondering if the butterflies in his stomach had anything to do with the wonderfully aromatic pancakes sitting on the table in front of the couch. He glanced at the plate, still steaming, and shook his head, finishing his coffee and heading back upstairs. He had work to do, and it wouldn't do well to sit around and watch cartoons all morning.

Though. For some reason, he really, really wanted to.

°•°

Virgil stared at the card in his hands, his thumb tracing idly over Patton’s terrible drawing. He blinked, and a dark splatter appeared on the paper, just next to crayon-virgil’s face. He stared at it, only shoving it aside as another small splatter appeared nearby. He pressed the card under his pillow, then brought his blankets up to his face. He wiped his eyes, fingers shaking against the cloth.

Why them? he asked himself. Why, of all the people you could love, would you choose them?

He would only ruin them. He could see it now - the tears streaming down Patton’s face, the anger written in Logan’s eyes, the waver in Roman’s voice as he told Virgil to leave. If he joined them, the delicate balance the three had built… It would disappear, and they would all fall, and they would never be able to see anything good in him ever again.

Sure, they might have some good moments before the collapse, but what was a handful of good moments with Virgil compared to a lifetime of happiness without him? Exactly. Nothing.

So, why them?

He didn’t know. And it wasn’t like he actually loved them. Not like they loved each other, anyway. To them, he was family, not a lover. And he was happy with that.

The blanket fell from his fingers, and his chest shook with sobs.

°•°

“Has anyone seen Virgil today?” Thomas asked, glancing at each side before lingering on Virgil’s empty spot in front of the stairs.

“I saw him while I was making pancakes this morning,” Patton recounted, tapping his finger on his chin. “He seemed pretty tired, he may have gone back to sleep.”

“Sleeping during the day? He really is a vampire!” Roman exclaimed, eliciting a small smile from Thomas and a little giggle from Patton.

“I’ve just been feeling… a bit ‘off’, y’know? I was wondering if he had anything to say about it, or if he was causing it, or…”

“Well, how have you been feeling?” Logan asked.

“I guess… lovesick?” Thomas said, his arms raised in a shrug. “I can’t tell who I’m lovesick for though… It’s been throwing me off for nearly two weeks now.”

“Wait, two weeks?” Roman glanced at Patton, who just shrugged. “Could… Could we be...”

“Well, I’m not sure Virgil is the cause, based on what you’ve said. See, two weeks ago-”

“Absolutely nothing happened,” Roman had stretched his arm across the room, and now held it over Logan’s mouth. Logan raised an eyebrow, at him, crossing his arms until Roman retracted his arm. Thomas watched the scene with increasing confusion, hardly bothering to look to Patton for an explanation (the moral side only shrugged as a response to his inquiring looks).

“Roman,” Logan began softly, “you were the one who suggested we tell Thomas about this… situation. I believe that now would be the ideal time, as it would likely help to explain what he is,” he paused, sending a sideways glance at Patton, “feeling.”

“A-as long as Patton’s okay with it,” Roman nodded. Patton smiled at the two of them, nodding his head enthusiastically.

“Well, shucks, both of you know I was just waiting until you were ready to tell him!”

“Tell me what?” Thomas asked softly, gaze flickering between the three of them. He didn’t miss the nervous look on Logan’s face, or the way Roman’s half-smile didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Guys? You know that whatever this is, I’ll always love you, right?”

“Of course, Thomas,” Roman sighed. “It’s just… a bit nerve-wracking, is all. But we’ve been meaning to tell you…”

“We’re in a relationship!” Patton jumped in, hopping up and down. “The three of us got together two weeks ago.”

“Not Virgil?” Thomas looked confused.

“To be completely honest, it would have been ideal to include him,” Logan sighed, “but he denied our offer to join the relationship. Understandable, but regrettable all the same.”

“I see,” Thomas smiled, a small weight lifting off his shoulders. “Well, I guess that explains why I’ve been feeling lovesick, with the three of you… y’know.”

“If it doesn’t settle down within another few days, feel free to let us know, and we shall see to it immediately,” Logan flashed a quick smile before sinking out of sight, with Roman and Patton quick to follow.

“See ya, Thomas!” Patton called as he disappeared into the floor.

“Until next time,” Roman bowed deeply as he sunk out, leaving Thomas alone in his living room.

He sat down on the couch, sighing as he pulled out his phone. He didn’t feel any better, but at least he had an explanation for the feeling that had been plaguing him for the past two weeks.

Oh, well. It would probably get better soon.

°•°

Things were only getting worse.

Virgil could barely bring himself to leave his room, even for meals and videos. Now that Thomas knew about Logan, Roman, and Patton, they hadn’t been bothering to hide their affections in front of him (though managed to restrain themselves for videos), and the sight had just been killing Virgil.

He knew that he was doing the right thing for everyone by keeping away from them, but it hurt so much. Every time Roman planted a kiss on Patton’s forehead, Virgil wanted to cry. Every time Patton jumped onto Logan, hanging off his back as the taller side walked around the commons, Virgil wanted to scream. And every time Logan wrapped Roman in a sleepy hug, draping himself over the prince’s shoulders, Virgil forgot how to breathe.

He wanted that. He needed that. But he couldn’t ruin it. He couldn’t do that to them. To Thomas. To himself.

You’re doing the right thing, he told himself each night he spent alone in his room. If they could see what would happen otherwise, they would thank you.

Virgil took what little comfort those thoughts offered and wrapped it around himself along with his blankets each night. He pressed his head to his pillow, barely hearing the crinkling of Patton’s card underneath - he was too busy trying to block out the sound of the three of them laughing on the floor below.

°•°

Virgil leaned against the wall as soon as he was summoned, looking around the room to see who else was there. Everyone but Roman had appeared, and after a moment, the fanciful side had arrived too. Thomas sat on the couch in front of them, wrapped in a blanket and looking rather depressed.

“Are you okay, Thomas?” Patton was the first to speak up, looking worried.

“No,” Thomas sighed. “I… That lovesickness I told you guys about last week… It didn’t go away. In fact, it’s gotten worse.”

“Lovesickness?” Virgil asked, a horrible feeling building in his stomach. Did he pass his idiotic feelings onto Thomas? How long had he been making Thomas suffer because he couldn’t control himself?

“Yeah… I’ve been feeling weird since the other three got together, and I don’t really understand why.”

“Well, it wouldn’t be the first time one of us passed a particularly strong emotion on to you,” Logan began. “I just… I thought that it would have settled by now, seeing as the three of us are rather happy in the relationship. At least, I am.”

It isn’t you, Virgil wanted to say. It isn’t any of you…

“I love our relationship!” Patton agreed. “If there’s any unhappiness here, it isn’t coming from me.”

Virgil struggled to keep a straight face, and it took every ounce of his control not to burst out with an explanation. But he couldn’t tell them, it wouldn’t be fair. And if he explained, they might feel obligated to help him - and as happy as that might make him in the short term, it spelled disaster in the long run.

“Roman?” Logan was looking towards the fanciful side with an almost pained glance. “If… If you are unsatisfied with what we have, you can always… you can always tell us. You know this, right?”

“Of course I know,” Roman nodded. “But this isn’t coming from me. When we got together… It was the happiest moment in my entire life.”

“So, where is this coming from…?” Thomas stood, tugging the blanket tighter around his shoulders. “I don’t understand…”

“Virgil…” Patton was looking at Virgil, a look of understanding dawning on his face. Virgil’s eyes widened, and he inched closer to the stairs, praying that Patton wouldn’t say it.

“Virgil?” Logan looked confused, and he glanced between the two. “I don’t understand. What does he have to do with this?”

“I should think, well, everything,” Roman sighed, sending Virgil an exasperated smile. “I should have noticed sooner… I’m the romantic one, aren’t I? What a fool I’ve been!”

“What are you talking about, Princey?” Virgil barked, his heart pounding in his chest. Logan's eyes widened behind his glasses, and he let out a little gasp.

“Oh, Virgil,” he said, a bittersweet smile forming on his face.

“What is it, Logan?” Virgil hissed, tears threatening to spill from his eyes. As hard as he tried, there was no hiding it now… Only Thomas seemed to have missed the memo.

“What is going on?” he asked, shuffling forward in his blanket.

“I think that the source of your feeling these past three weeks has been Virgil,” Patton explained, sending a soft, apologetic smile towards the anxious side, who met it with a teary glare.

“Virgil…? But, I thought you said he denied your…” Thomas turned to him suddenly, realization glinting in his eyes. “Did you lie to them?”

“I-” he cut himself off, voice cracking. How could he explain this? It sounded paranoid, silly, stupid, but he knew that it was real, that it could happen if he told them the truth. If he loved them.

They all stared at him, waiting for an explanation that he could never give. He let out one pathetic choked sob before disappearing, collapsing on his bed. For the millionth time in those three weeks, he sobbed into his covers - this time, feeling as though he had brought on the end of the world.

°•°

The others didn't come to talk to him until later that night. Maybe they wanted to give him time to cool down, or maybe they needed time to think about what to say. It didn't really matter to Virgil either way, he had managed to calm down by the time he heard a knock on his door.

“Virgil?” it was Logan’s voice that followed the sound, softer and more vulnerable than Virgil had ever heard him. As if in a trance, he found himself pulling the door open, taking in the sight of the other three standing in the hallway outside.

“Yeah?” he asked, his voice miraculously steady.

“We would like to talk about… about earlier,” he said vaguely. He didn’t need to explain - anyone with a brain cell could tell what he was referring to.

“Sure,” Virgil swallowed, his fingers tapping quietly against the door. “In here, or-?”

“It may be beneficial to have this conversation in the commons, or even with Thomas. Er, however,” Logan added, as if sensing Virgil’s spike in panic, “we could simply fill him in afterwards. If that would help.”

“It might,” Virgil nodded curtly. He led the way down the stairs, acutely aware of the three sets of eyes on his back. He sat down on the end of the couch, relaxing slightly as Logan sat down a few feet away. Roman and Patton sat close to Logan, leaving a considerable amount of space between them and Virgil - a small comfort, but one Virgil did not overlook.

“So,” Roman began, clapping his hands together. “I think we should just lay down some facts first, right?”

“Sure,” Virgil nodded.

“So, three weeks ago, the three of us got together, yes?”

“Um, yeah,” Virgil nodded again, eyebrows furrowing.

“And you turned us down when we offered you the chance to join our relationship, correct?”

“Yeah,” Virgil was a bit quieter now, resting his forehead on his folded hands. “I did.”

“Was it honest?” Patton asked, managing to avoid an accusatory tone.

“No,” the word tore its way out of VIrgil’s throat before he could stop himself, and his eyes flew open to see the other three watching him intently. “I mean, I… I meant it, but I didn’t…”

He trailed off, blinking slowly. Just say it, he told himself. They’ll either understand and let you be, or they’ll…

What would they do?

“Virgil?” he had been quiet a bit too long, apparently.

“Yeah, sorry,” he cleared his throat. “What I meant is that while I, um, would like to be… with you, I don- didn’t think it would be a very good idea, y’know, for me to join, well, uh, you.”

“Why not?”

And there it was. The million dollar question, the one brick that would topple the entire tower.

“Because…”

Say it, Sanders, say it!

“Because if something, like, happens - something really bad, I mean - and it ruins us, um, the relationship, then we… we have to live with it.”

“Yeah?” Roman sounded confused. “Doesn’t everyone?”

“Exactly!” Virgil exclaimed. “Everyone has to just, like, deal with it! And if we end up hating each other, we can’t just leave, and move one, we have to…. What would that even do to Thomas? We are him! If we hated each other, how would he…”

He didn’t need to finish his thoughts, his years of dark fantasies, twisted imaginations. Roman had wrapped him in a hug, and so had the other two, based on the number of arms wrapped around his shoulders and torso.

“Virgil…” Roman swallowed, his voice muffled in Virgil’s neck.

“Roman,” Virgil sniffled.

“I don’t think I could hate any of you - especially not you, Virgil,” Patton breathed, his voice shaky and muffled. “I would love to be with you, to show you that we could never hate you, could never hate each other, not like that.”

“There used to be a time where I hated you,” Roman sighed, pulling away slightly. “Even then, I would have given anything to protect you. Now that I… Since I’ve gotten to know you, I don’t think I could ever go back to that, no matter what you do.”

“Virgil, I am not very good with emotions,” Logan sat up, pulling away from the half-hug, “but I know enough about them to know what love is - and I know that I love you. I would never force that upon you, but if you are worried about that love fading, I would advise you to let go of those fears. Nothing you could do could ever make me hate you.”

“What if I ate the last of your Crofters?” Virgil asked, his voice shaking.

“I would be upset, but not mad, and definitely not mad - or upset - at you.”

“If you really don’t want to be with us, I understand,” Patton nodded, finally pulling away from the embrace. “But if you do, please don’t let your fears stop you. We will always love you.”

“Always?” Virgil croaked, wiping a tear from his eye.

“Always,” the others said unison.

“Okay,” Virgil breathed. Just like that, what seemed like a lifetime’s worth of anxieties lifted off his shoulders. He took a deep breath, finding it easier than ever to get air. “I want to be with you. All of you.”

“Good,” Roman smiled, booping him on the nose. “Because I have a very hard time taking ‘no’ for an answer.”

“Oh, stop it,” Patton shoved him lightly, earning an undignified gasp from the royal.

“Fiend!” he cried out, collapsing against the table. “Someone, help me!”

“Good luck, Prince Roman,” Logan snorted. “I have to make dinner.”

“Virgil, please!” Roman cried out as Patton jabbed at his ribs, the two of them giggling on the floor.

“Begone, beast!” Virgil shouted, wiping the last of his tears from his face, replacing them with a smile. “This prince is under my protection.”

“Understandable,” Patton giggled, “have a nice day!”

“I thought I was on my own there,” Roman panted as Virgil pulled him up.

“None of us will ever be on our own,” Virgil said quietly, wrapping Roman in a hug. “Not anymore.”

“Yeah,” Roman agreed. “Never again.”

Virgil buried his face in Roman’s shirt, his racing heart finally beginning to calm. He smiled as Roman wrapped an arm around his back, offering the most comforting words he didn't know he still needed.

“We’ll always have your back.

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theatremarketinginsights · 5 years

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Dear Playwrights, Producing is Hell.

Here’s a warning to all playwrights.

Producing Theatre is Hell. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.

It’s a great thing to hear motivational, “you-can-do-it” speeches, videos, and workshops as they pump you into believing you have what it takes to produce theatre, but let me be the first to tell you that it’s mostly salesy bullshit. Don’t hate me for saying that, I am just trying to save you some of the biggest headaches of your life. So, before you jump in with great enthusiasm and an overflowing dose of positivity, allow me to set the record straight.

First, theatre producing is not what you think it is. In fact, it never was. Whatever fantasy you have about submitting it to some theatre company and seeing it produced while you sit at home and tweak your scenes and dialogue is nonsense. Sure, it may happen… but don’t bet on it.

Second, the chances of going to some mixer, meeting a producer who believes in you and will run with your play straight to Broadway (or even an off-off-off-off Broadway production) is just as fantastical. Prospective producers, investors, and artistic directors will usually NOT come to your reading or festival production and develop it from there. But, sure, keep your hopes up.

Third, the idea that anyone who has never produced a legitimate production can read some books, join some mastermind facebook group, raise money, and evolve into a producer in a few months is the purest bull of all the bull in the bull universe! You could be talking years.

Producing theatre is not for everyone. Producing theatre is hard. Producing theatre is HELL!

And you may actually suck at it because you set out to write plays and are only now realizing that most playwrights self-produce.

Okay, by now you are hating me even though I said not to. Join the club.

Now that we’ve taken off the rose-colored glasses, I am not saying give up. I am not saying that every once in a while some theatre magic doesn’t happen and suddenly a play is on Broadway. The history of entertainment is filled with such magical moments; the actor discovered in a diner, the big-wig producer who goes to see an actor friend at a reading and offers to bank-roll the whole production. What I am saying is to be realistic, be strategic, don’t blow your life savings (or your friends, family, and parents money) on short-cut-themed pipe dreams. For the most part, here is how it works.

Write a great play. Don’t be the one to define your own greatness. Do readings. Be smart about the writing. Always be building a team of collaborators. Test your play in festivals. Do more readings. Teach yourself as much as you can about all the elements of producing (lighting, costumes, marketing, direction, acting, house management, union vs non-union, casting, budgeting, set design…you get the picture.) Then do another reading or two. Set a realistic budget. Now double it. Do another reading and listen to how people react. Define your target audience not once, but often. Read books. Keep talking to people. Perfect your play because a play that sucks will not sell tickets.

The point I am making is that much of your learning happens along the way, trial and error. You are never going to be an expert in all those things, but pick up as much as you can early in the game.

The other thing I can’t emphasize enough is talk to everyone in the business. Talk to theatrical lawyers, to general managers, directors, and anyone who will share their experience. Oh, and know that even when talking to one or more in any of these given fields, you will get opposing opinions on just about everything.

Producing theatre is hard, it’s collaborative, it’s time consuming, and expensive.

Which brings us to the workshops, the presentations, videos, Facebook mastermind groups, and all those wonderful places where we meet and greet. They are great only if you approach them with a focused, learning attitude and not some blind hope that you will find that magical someone who will champion your great play. If it so happens that mythical beast, then great! But know that all the hard work, the financing, the development of the material will be primarily in your universe and under your passionate lead. If you do manage to get past all of the pain of producing, producing can be quite rewarding. That’s why there are producers in the first place. But you do have to suffer for your art, so prepare yourself.

Now go become a producer, or at least think like one…because it may be the only way you’ll see your play produced.

Want to start thinking about producing your play? Call me or email with your thoughts and questions, I’ll be happy to answer some questions at 646-285-3033. And by all means, post and share your response.

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