Theatre is great i found a box full of plastic mice n rats while looking for a cow puppet that’s our stand-in baby simba

Zombie Chan pt 2

Zombie Chandler AU??

I’ve gotta get better at posting on here!

The non-binary urge to combine/crossover random musicals together into AUs.

Catch me making jokes abt doc ock being gay with a Broadway puppeteer in my dms. Life is absurd and I love it

JELLICLE CATS COME ONE, COME ALL! OCS COME TO THE OC-ICLE BALL!

We’ve had Queens month, we’ve had Munkustrap day, and now I present, the Oc-icle ball!

all right so heres the rundown! As y'all know, we aren’t a very big fandom. But what we do have is a) amazingly talented people and b) a LOT of ocs. So here I present the OC-icle Ball. Sort of like one giant art trade or a small scale art fight, You will receive the ref of another person’s oc (don’t worry if you don’t have a full ref - a clear pic will do just fine) and you will draw their oc while they draw yours in return! And I say draw, but we have some amazing writers here too - so if you’d rather write about someone else’s oc, thats fine by me!

Thats the basic idea! If you’d like to participate, DM me and we’ll get this jellicle show on the jellicle road - remember to tag your posts under #ocicle ball

living proof Broadway hates gay people

By Your Side

A letter from home is bound to cause tears. But with Kevin by his side, it doesn’t feel like the world is ending; the way he always imagined it would go.

By Your Side - Broadway-Honey (BespokeSuits) - The Book of Mormon - Parker/Stone/Lopez [Archive of Our Own]

By Your Side

BOM 10 DAY CHALLENGE - DAY 1

Line Prompt - “Let it burn.”

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He’s been staring at the envelope in his hand for what feels like a lifetime; in reality, it’s only been a few measly minutes. The edges are worn and the top left corner has begun to curl from all his anxious fidgeting. Postal service in Uganda has really done a number on the small package that accompanied the letter. Sitting alone in his room, Connor stares at the cursive of his name; those perfect loops forever etched into his brain. Collecting a deep breath, he turns the envelope over and finds that there’s no return address to be seen. He scoffs, tearing off the tab and pulling out the letter nestled inside. The envelope drops to the floor as he opens the letter, eyes scanning the words briefly. The words consume him as he reads them over and over again, sucking him deeper into a world of numbness; he doesn’t even hear the knocking on the door that has now turned into obnoxious banging.

Whoever it is at the door barges in, stopping dead in their tracks when they see Connor hunched over and the way the letter shakes in his hands. Soft little sobs fill the silence; the letter slips from his fingers and drifts delicately to the floor. Connor covers his face, completely collapsing in on himself. There are arms encircling him in an instant, his head cradled delicately as he sobs into a strong chest. “Con, talk to me…” A soothing voice whispers, fingers gently stroking his hair. It grounds him, that voice so familiar and warm, those fingers that know exactly how to touch to ease his mind. Connor sniffles, wiping the tears from his face before he looks up and is greeted by the sight of his boyfriend looking down at him with a concerned frown.

“They did it… they actually fucking did it, Kev. They chose the church over me,” he says, barely holding back another sob. “I’m their only child! A-and I wasn’t good enough as is for them to… to want me!” Kevin’s heart breaks as he watches the pain morph on Connor’s face, in his eyes. He holds his partner tight, silently vowing to never let him feel this way ever again. Connor cries, it’s ugly and messy and he feels like he’s at his lowest point.

“I-I know it’s not much, that it may not even help, but…” Kevin leans down as he wipes away fresh tears and presses a gentle kiss to Connor’s forehead, “they do not deserve to have such a wonderful person as their son… you deserve better than their conditional love. I can’t promise that it’ll ever stop hurting, but, I will be there for you every time it gets hard.” It doesn’t feel like enough to offer, but it’s all Kevin has. Connor smiles sadly at him, presses their foreheads together as he strokes Kevin’s cheek.

“They, um…” Connor takes a moment to collect himself, taking a deep and shaky breath as he looks in Kevin’s eyes. “They said they’ve sent me all my important documents, packed up the rest of my things b-but… they had the nerve to send me a family photo and…” he trails off as he turns around, picking up the envelope and shaking out the other contents, “a plane ticket. As if seeing that fucking picture would suddenly make me not gay and the perfect child they want!” Connor picks up the ticket, staring at the letters and numbers with disgust, “I wish I could just burn it… this and everything else from that awful envelope…”

“We could,” Kevin says without a single thought even processing in his mind. Connor’s eyes snap to him immediately and Kevin freezes, swallowing a little. “Th-the villagers are having a campfire type thing t-to spend time with us…” He explains, already seeing the gears in Connor’s head turning. Knowing there’s no point in trying to talk him out of whatever plan he’s cooked up, Kevin just drags Connor back into his arms and holds him.

They go to the village campfire, Connor can feel the weight of the envelope and all it’s contents against his thigh. Kevin squeezes his hand tightly, shooting him a comforting smile. Connor nods, watching as everyone talks in little groups a safe distance from the flames. He walks over to the fire, Kevin following closely behind and watching as Connor methodically tosses each page of the letter into the flames, followed by the envelope.

They stand together, Kevin placing a delicate hand on the small of Connor’s back as they watch the paper become swallowed by the flames. Connor’s hands shake as he looks down at the ticket and photograph; he closes his eyes tight and tosses the ticket, feeling the heat of the flame against his body grow warmer for a moment. Kevin covers his hand gently, coaxing the photo out of his fingers. He presses a quick kiss to Connor’s temple and carefully tears it, handing back the piece without child Connor in it.

“Let it burn, love…” he whispers softly. Without any hesitation, Connor tosses the ruined picture into the fire and watches as his parents’ faces shrivel, turning to ash. At once, a burden feels like it’s been lifted off his shoulders and Connor’s lips tick up into a small smile. He looks back at Kevin, watching him slip the other piece of the photo into his shirt pocket. “Right where you belong… with my heart,” Kevin says with such an earnest smile that Connor can’t even bring himself to laugh at how cheesy it is. He pulls his boyfriend in for a sweet kiss, and let’s himself forget about all the trivial things in his life. Connor just enjoys the moment; he’s finally found the beginnings of his real family.

passionsdie:

hey friends!!

so! i’m writing an au on ao3!

it’s a bom & falsettos crossover thing where kevin & whizzer are siblings and i Know that some people don’t like that, so please don’t come at me if you don’t. i’ve been insulted over it in the past so i feel the need to mention that :’)

anyways! if you ARE a person who likes that au!!

i have a huge list of headcanons for the family i created for this au & i really really want to talk about them with someone bc i’m proud of them and i want to ramble :’)

so like…. if anyone wants to listen to me ramble & possibly help me come up with more headcanons for them, please message me !

*banging pots and pans together* this is the shit I live for. Give it all to me

If you’re following them, then you already know.

Joel Granger and Patrick Whitbread, former members of the Book of Mormon AU/NZ tour, have been posting videos of them recreating iconic scenes from movies as suggested by their friend Naomi Price (who is also a very talented and popular performer in Australia) while they’re in self-isolation. Last night they asked for people to send suggestions for their last few scenes. I sent four suggestions and Joel responded, letting me know that all of them were excellent and heavily contended. They have been posting them every two days and I’m dying to see if any of my suggestions made it.

In the meantime please see either Joel’s or Patrick’s IGTV’s to view these masterpieces.

Joel Granger (@joelgranger_) • Instagram photos and videos

Patrick Whitbread (@pwhitbread) • Instagram photos and videos

y’all just ever start a real long conversation about ships and it turns into an rp that lasts like over a week? bc same