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radiomax · 1 year

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Saturday 2/4/23 2pm ET: Across The Tracks: New Music Show

Featuring new music from: DruckerIVARita OraJaws of BrooklynRanjeetNightjacketJen CloherJake ShearsMichiganderKatie CostelloSammy Hager & The Circleand more . . .

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#Drucker #IVA #Jake Shears #Jaws of Brooklyn #Jen Cloher #Katie Costello #Michigander #New Music #Nightjacket #RadioMax #Ranjeet #Rita Ora #Sammy Hager & The Circle

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marleneoftheopera · 2 years

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The 5 Christine’s that have been in the original (left) and restaged (right) versions of Phantom:

Katie Hall: 2008, 2011 (London), 2012-13 (Restaged UK Tour)

Olivia Brereton: 2012-13 (Restaged UK Tour), 2013-14 (London)

Julia Udine: 2013-14, 2016 (Restaged US Tour), 2014-16, 2021-22 (Broadway)

Amy Manford: 2017-19 (London), 2022-23 (Restaged Australian Tour)

Bridget Costello: 2018-20 (London), 2022-23 (Restaged Australian Tour)

#katie hall #olivia brereton #julia udine #amy manford #bridget costello #poto us tour #poto uk tour #poto australia #poto restaged tour #The Phantom of the Opera

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slippery-soapbox · 1 year

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First 9 pictures with "[your name] core aesthetics" from Pinterest.

Thanks for the tag @astaneys

Yours piqued my interest and I'm quite pleased how it turned out

Bit weird how right some of them are

@libblyster @living-in-unreality @el-huddpudd @slayerscake @sassybitchdiaz @alambil

#first heard cassette tape by katie costello in a documentary called craigslist joe #always was a swing kid #give me a bouquet of books with flowers in the titles #i don't care if you're ripping off michiel huisman in age of adaline #time to huff an old book #to be a gallery wall #i was summoned

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sinceileftyoublog · 2 years

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Out Of Space 2022: 8/5-8/6, Canal Shores Golf Course, Evanston

BY JORDAN MAINZER

Second to good weather (unlike last year), the impeccable curation of Friday and Saturday at Out of Space was the festival’s ultimate draw and highlight. Friday, you had Elvis Costello (with The Imposters) and Nick Lowe (with Los Straitjackets), the two forever intertwined in song and in scene. Opening for them was Nicole Atkins, who appears on Costello’s latest album with The Imposters, The Boy Named If (Capitol/EMI), and whose music toes the same line as does Costello, one between romanticism and realism. Saturday, you had two of the finest Americana singer-songwriters around: the legendary Lucinda Williams, and Waxahatchee, the ever-evolving project of Katie Crutchfield that takes influence from Williams more than it does from any other songwriter. Throughout the weekend, tributes abound, to artists there and not there, to the point I kept forgetting who idolized who.

Costello’s venerable band can do no wrong, even if they play tunes whose studio versions were billed to a different backing band. Sure, it helps that, for instance, The Imposters and The Attractions share a couple members (keyboardist Steve Nieve and drummer Pete Thomas), but each musician offers their own limber backing to Costello’s crooning, ranting, and raving. Friday, Charlie Sexton’s swirling riffs built up “Green Shirt” beside Nieve’s arpeggiated keys, while Thomas’ and bassist Davey Faragher steadied the distorted barroom jaunt “Hetty O’Hara Confidential”, a standout from Costello’s underrated 2020 record Hey Clockface. “A song about scandal and shame”, it almost has a murder ballad, circus feel.

While The Boy Named If also sports some truly weird tunes, like “The Man You Love To Hate” and the slinky “Trick Out The Truth”, it’s a purely earnest record. Its best songs are about growing up and learning what matters. A song like “Paint the Red Rose Blue” imagines people who wallow in sadness, a sort of fetish of morose theatricality, but then ultimately realize--well--it feels good to feel good. “My Most Beautiful Mistake”, which features Atkins and saw her join the band on Friday (the first of a few songs she sang alongside The Imposters), is about a screenwriter who wants to write about working people in Hollywood but instead becomes obsessed with a waitress. “It’s not your reputation I’m trying to besmirch / I’m here undercover, writing this screenplay / You might be my inspiration, it’s beyond my control,” Costello sings. But it’s Atkins who gets the last laugh. As the two sing, “I’ve seen your kind before,” Atkins alone completes the sentence: “in courtroom sketches.” It’s a rail against self-importance, the type of “I can’t help it” toxic masculinity that Costello embodies in the song.

The songs The Imposters chose to play from The Boy Named If on Friday embodied the same ethos as “My Most Beautiful Mistake”. “Penelope Halfpenny”, a boyhood fascination with a teacher with a past life in espionage, played off of “The Death Of Magic Thinking”, with its childlike “I Want Candy” drum thump. And “What If I Can’t Give You Anything But Love?” and “Magnificent Hurt” represented the more mature side of the record. The Imposters’ performance of the former all but ditched the raw blues of the studio version in favor of letting Costello’s words shine through. The latter proved itself to be an instant classic, quintessential Costello in title, exaggerated delivery, and the queasy keyboard line it’s built around. It was sandwiched between “(I Don’t Want to Go to) Chelsea” and “Pump It Up”, and I got the sense some casual fans assumed “Magnificent Hurt” was not a new song but canon heartbreak fodder.

Nick Lowe is of course connected to Costello through his writing of “(What's So Funny 'Bout) Peace, Love and Understanding”, but his set mirrored the ebbs and flows of Costello’s very well, from the wistful “Lately I’ve Let Things Slide” (from 2001′s terrific The Convincer) to the jangly “Tokyo Bay”. And it’s easy to see where Atkins’ latest records fit with The Boy Named If. 2018′s Goodnight Rhonda Lee saw Atkins turn towards old styles of music like soul in order to help conquer parts of her past. 2020′s Italian Ice (Single Lock) expanded outward, trying to recreate the magic of the Jersey Shore with a murderer’s row of a backing band. Between self-evaluation and imagination, Atkins’ previous two albums capture the spirit of The Boy Named If, and she and her band burned through selections from the two records. The funk of “Domino” contrasted the languid “A Little Crazy”, while Atkins’ soulful vocals carried the weight no matter what the song was about, whether the nostalgia of “AM Gold” or the powerful reflection of “Goodnight Rhonda Lee”.

Saturday night, Lucinda Williams was just happy to be there. The masterful vocalist and guitar player suffered a stroke in November 2020, mere months after releasing the great Good Souls Better Angels (Highway 20/Thirty Tigers). While she’s unfortunately still unable to play guitar, she sang her heart out, her quintessentially lackadaisical drawl dominating “Steal Your Love”, “Can’t Let Go”, and two songs written about “dead misfits,” “Drunken Angel” and “Lake Charles”. Her band, Buick 6--guitarist Stuart Mathis, bassist David Sutton, and drummer Butch Norton--perfectly backed her up, whether the bluesy vamps of “Can’t Let Go” or the country crunch of “Changed The Locks”. The set was full of stories, how Williams sang her own song “Righteously” at a karaoke bar, how “Stolen Moments” was written after Tom Petty passed away, how her version of Memphis Minnie’s perennially relevant “You Can’t Rule Me” was, this time around, a direct shot at SCOTUS. By the time she and her band finished a ripping version of Neil Young’s “Rockin’ in the Free World”--wonderfully, facetiously dedicated to corporate America--Williams didn��t want to leave the stage, opting to bask in the cheers.

As for Waxahatchee, well, they had to do something a little different this time: not cover a Lucinda Williams song, because they were opening for the real thing. “I consider tonight one of the great honors of my life,” Crutchfield said; the billing was an acknowledgement that she should carry the torch from Williams when the time comes. Songs from 2020′s Saint Cloud (Merge) shimmered like a hazy fire, including slow opener “Oxbow”, the rolling “War”, and the forlorn-sounding, yet determined “Can’t Do Much”. Crutchfield dedicated what might be her best song to date, “Lilacs”, an ode to self-sufficiency, to Williams. Hearing her sing, “I’ll fill myself back up like I used to do,” I couldn’t help but think that all of the weekend’s songwriters follow Crutchfield’s lead, creatively finding ways to explore new territories within themselves.

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operafantomet · 2 months

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RESTAGED TOUR STAR PRINCESS FOOTWEAR GALORE

ROW 1: First UK look was white satin shoes with rosetta. For the premiere in 2012 they were worn with thick black stockings, but the stockings didn't last long. However, the shoes were kept for some time. This was worn by Katie Hall and (I assume) Olivia Brereton and Leigh Coggins, and they wore them with fairly standard UK costumes.

ROW 2: Revamped look in the UK was pink satin shoes with high heel and pointed toe. These were worn both with the standard UK costume and the stripped-down version they introduced during the run. These pink shoes were also worn by Julia Udine when the tour opened in the US in 2013.

ROW 3: New pink shoes introduced early in the US tour, with a tounder toe, a T-strap covered by an organza (?) tongue and brooch, and with a slight gold paint patina. I think they were introduced around the time Katie Travis became principal in 2014, and they were worn by most if not all US tour Christines up until the closing in 2020.

ROW 4: A closer look at the new pink US shoes.

ROW 5: The new pink US shoes worn with very different costumes; a vintage Las Vegas one, and the new stripped-down style. I would claim it was a better match to the latter.

ROW 6: Lo and behold! Boots! These were introduced as the tour opened in Australia in 2022 and the costumes got a revision. The boots had various grade of blue ombre outlined with silver, and with pink lacing. These were worn by Amy Manford, Bridget Costello, Kayleigh Marven and presumably Claire Lyon, and they wore a pimped up version of the stripped-down costume.

ROW 7: Alas the boots didn't make it into the Austrian premiere. Here a fifth look was introduced: Heeled pink strap shoes with pink "jewelled" rosetta or buckle. These were worn by Lisanne Veeneman at the opening in March 2024, and I assume it is what the other Christines will wear as well. The costume looks fairly similar to the Aussie ones.

#phantom of the opera #star princess #costume nerding #christine daae #restaged tour #restaged tour costume rant

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eurydia · 2 years

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Stranger you know me too much Illusionary-self had not been touched, until you...

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I pictured Astrid and Max being engaged or married at this point ♥ this is the first time I’ve drawn her with a wedding ring. it has a sapphire gemstone. however, this isn’t where I pictured the proposal itself to be in; I imagined it to be during this artwork I drew a few years ago, which is still one of my faves: [ending scene] in Edgewater.

the flowers can be actually be found in-game, though I changed the wall to be open sky instead of a rock wall. I took the screenshot from years ago and don’t recall the exact planet (not 100% sure, but I believe it might be on Monarch?) edit: they’re on Gorgon ♥ thank you for letting me know in the tags!

ever since I saw it, I knew I wanted to do draw it. it’s so beautiful (the whole game is, really!) when you walk through it, it’s only then will the plants start to glow. I felt that the line from the song fit so well. “until you...” ♥

"Stranger” by Katie Costello is one of my fave songs from my fanmix, “as always, I’m at your disposal” , I stumbled across it by accident when Spotify just played it for me! since then I’ve always attributed it to them.

#vicarcaptain #outer worlds #the outer worlds #vicar max #vicar maximillian desoto #maximillian desoto #tow #tow fanart #this has been in my drafts forever ahhh #but I realized I haven't drawn them kissing on the lips so here it is <3!#oc: astrid

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thelonecalzone · 1 year

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The Unaired Two-Page Conversation

I think we're past the point of possible spoilers, so as promised: the 2pg book conversation that was cut for time (and realism). Originally, I was experimenting with "unsent" books as part of the conversations, but I thought it would ultimately be too confusing and opted not to use that, so anything you see with a strikethrough is an "unsent" book.

(If this text formatting is ultra zany and hard to read, someone please tell me and I'll make it more regular. Allison is Blue, Patty is Red... for reasons... 🫠)

Allison: It’s Lonely at the Center of the Earth, by Zoe Thorogood

Patty: Not Here, by Hieu Minh Nguyen

Allison: Tell Me Everything, by Minka Kelly

Patty: Daily Rituals, by Phoebe Garnsworthy

Patty: Drinking Coffee Elsewhere, ZZ Packer

Patty: Crime, by Irvine Welsh

Allison: Without Me? by Chelle Bliss

Allison: Exciting Times, by Naoise Dolan

Patty: Not Without You, by Harriet Evans

Patty: The Page Turner, by David Leavitt

Allison: I Got a Job and It Wasn’t That Bad, by Scott Dikkers

Patty: Really Moving On, by Pierre Jeanty

Patty: What Kind of Job Can a Monkey Do? by Sato Akira

Allison: Hey Rick! Don’t Be So Rude! by Alyssa Thompson

Patty: I Like Monkeys, by Peter Hansard

Allison: So You Like Me Too, by OPR

Patty: The Miseducation of Cameron Post, by Emily M. Danforth

Allison: Just Say Yes, by Niobia Bryant

Patty: Yes, Chef, by Marcus Samuelsson

Patty: Get to the Point, by Joel Schwartzberg

Allison: I Miss You, by Pat Thomas

Allison: Without You, by Saskia Sarginson

Allison: You’re, by Keisha Ervin

Allison: I Got My Dream Job and So Can You, by Pete Leibman

Patty: Super Spy, by Matt Kindt

Allison: The Librarian Spy, by Madeline Martin

Patty: For the Love of Books, by Graham Tarrant

Allison: Reminds Me of You, by Retno Handini

Allison: For the Thrill of It, by Simon Baatz

Patty: Run Towards the Danger, by Sarah Polley

Allison: Risking it All, by Tessa Bailey

Patty: Risk (With Me), by Sue Wilder

Patty: Ambitious Girl, by Meena Harris

Allison: Yeah, Right, by Jim and Helen Fox

Patty: The Follow-Through Factor: Getting from Doubt to Done, by Gene C. Hayden

Allison: A Stroke of Dumb Luck, by Shiloh Walker

Patty: Credit Where Credit is Due, by Frank Casey

Allison: Optimists Die First, by Susin Neilsen

Patty: The Price of Immortality, by Peter Ward

Allison: Death Visits the Hair Salon, by Amy Anderson

Patty: Murder in the Library, by Katie Gayle

Allison: Sounds Like Fun, by Bryan Moriarty

Patty: I Have More Fun With You Than Anybody, by Lige Clark

Patty: Certifiably Insane, by Arthur W. Bahr

Allison: Charming as a Verb, by Ben Philippe

Patty: How Do You Manage? by John Nicholson

Allison: Liquor, by Poppy Z. Brite

Patty: Hardly Know Her, by Laura Lippman

Allison: Don’t Be Gross, by Barbara Bakos

Patty: It’s Just Anatomy! by Ellen

Allison: Rough Transition, by Patrick Kelley

Patty: Some Girls Like it Rough, by Marlo Peterson

Allison: What Sort of Girls Were They? by Petrea Leslie

Patty: Girls with Bright Futures, by Tracy Dobmeier

Allison: I’m a Little Ghost and I Like the Dark, by Lynda Kimmel

Patty: Dark As the Grave Wherein My Friend Is Laid, by Malcolm Lowrey

Allison: Murder in the Dark, by Simon R. Green

Patty: My Job Was To Bring The Shovel, by Randall M. Rueff

Allison: The Complete Accomplice, by Steve Aylett

Patty: The Magician’s Assistant, by Ann Patchett

Allison: The Witch’s Familiar, by Raven Grimassi

Patty: Witch Minion, by Lissa Kasey

Allison: These Witches Don’t Burn, by Isabel Sterling

Patty: The Drowning Kind, by Jennifer McMahon

Allison: A Touch Morbid, by Leah Clifford

Patty: Lucy Clark Will Not Apologize, by Margo Rabb

Allison: I Wonder What She’s Doing Tonight, by James Hold

Patty: Whiskey, Words, and a Shovel, by R. H. Sin

Allison: Sounds Perfect, by Ashley Boren

Patty: How I Made a Friend, Daniel Georges

Allison: Good For You (Between the Lines), by Tammara Webber

Patty: We’re Very Good Friends, by P.K. Hallinan

Allison: Sounds Fake, But Okay, by Sarah Costello

Patty: What If It’s True? by Charles Martin

Allison: What If It Wasn’t? by Ivan Itch

Patty: Why Do You Care? by Saju Skaria

Allison: I’m Fine and Neither Are You, by Camille Pagán

Allison: The Replacement Part, by Nora Wylde

Patty: Just a Friend, by Ashley Nicole

Allison: How to Kill Your Best Friend, by Lexie Elliott

Patty: You’re All Just Jealous of My Jetpack, by Tom Gauld

Allison: Dead Jealous, by Sharon Jones

Patty: You’ve Got to Have Friends, by Delbert George Fitzpenfield Anthony

Allison: Everything I Need I Get From You, by Kaitlyn Tiffany

Allison: Among Other Things, by Robert Long Foreman

Allison: Truths I Learned from Sam, by Kristin Butcher

Patty: The Idiot King, by Patty Jansen

Allison: He Helped Me Climb the Mountain, by Betty E. Wright

Patty: The Man Who Pushed His Wife off a Cliff, by Will D. Burn

Patty: Men are Trash, by Salman Faris

Patty: And That’s Why I Think I Prefer A Rainbow Horse, by Tiarra Nazario

Patty: Sam Houston’s Wife, by William Seale

Allison: What About Her, by Emma Tharpe

Patty: Amelia Bedelia Sleeps Over, by Herman Parish

Patty: The Undead in my Bed, by Katie McAlister

Allison: Sleeping with the Enemy, by Nancy Price

Allison: How Could You Do That?! by Laura Schlessinger

Allison: How Could You Murder Us? by Charae Lewis

Allison: Why Her? by Nicki Koziarz

Allison: I Hate You, Don’t Leave Me, by Jerold J. Kreisman

Patty: I Was Joking, Of Course, by Paul Jennings

Allison: Liar, by Tate James

Patty: What if I Say the Wrong Thing? by Verna A Myers

Allison: Don’t Look Back, by Josh Lanyon

Patty: Come Back, by Sally Crosiar

Patty: SHIT, by Shahnon Ahmad

Patty: Barbie: It Takes Two, by Grace Baranowski

Allison: I Changed My Mind, by Jimmy Evans

Allison: Allison Hewitt Is Trapped, by Madeleine Roux

Patty: Are You Still There, by Sara Lynn Schreeger

Patty: Wait for Me, by Caroline Leech

Allison: Look Back, by Tatsuki Fujimoto

#kcfh #kevin can fuck himself #kevin can f himself #kevin can f**k himself #kcfh fanfic #there'll be some changes made #tbscm #pattison #patty x allison #little victorian lesbians #allison mcroberts #patty o'connor #the orpheus of it all

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I notice POTO Vienna doesn't have an alternate Christine, do you think Lisanne Veeneman will do all the shows unless sick or on holiday?

the restaged productions (and many other productions over the last 5-7 years) seem to not give as much attention to the alternate Christine as much. in the three, soon to be four productions of the laurence connor nightmare direction, the only alternate to get an official stage photo was olivia brereton in the restaged uk tour.

some of the us tour alternate/understudies (more on that later) had some side of the stage performance pictures taken by matthew murphy, but those were never printed in the brochure or put on posters. and i don't remember anything of bridget costello either in australia.

meanwhile, broadway, west end, and old us tour alternates usually had a few stage photos taken and at least one of them included in the brochure and a poster outside the theatre.

the restaged US tour christines also had weird schedules, at one point no one could publicly post or answer questions about when they were going on, sometimes there was a "first cover/second cover" situation where one got preference over the other, I remember reading stuff from one of the understudies "[the principal] just takes off any two shows she likes and I do them, any shows I miss or additional shows the principal takes off are covered by the other understudy" (i think i'm paraphrasing celia hottenstein when katie travis was principal but i don't fully remember). and then some time (a couple of years/cast changes) later, suddenly there wasn't as much rhyme or reason to it and both were considered "understudies" with no alternate.

and of course the restaged tour "alterstudies" all perform in the ensemble when not playing christine, as opposed to previous replica productions such as broadway and old us tours, which for the most part have the christine alternate do 1-3 shows a week with a generally set schedule and having the day off when not performing and no additional role besides christine. plus there's 1-2 understudies with a regular ensemble track or swing role.

the vienna revival lists 2 cover christines performing regularly as "princesses", leonie kappmeyer and lillian maandag, but no indication that one is "christine at certain performances" or "first cover". i doubt lisanne clémence veeneman will do 8 shows a week, but i'm not sure how they will arrange who covers her off shows and what dates the 2 covers will perform. at first i wondered if leonie kappmeyer was first cover because she is listed first on the website cast list, with lillian maandag the next person listed, but then i realized the ensemble is listed in alphabetical order by last name, and it's just coincidence that leonie and lillian are next to each other. i guess we'll find out

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blacktopmemories · 3 months

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Playlist for Saturday, March 9, 2024

Faye Webster - "eBay Purchase History" Declan McKenna - "It's an Act" Lime Garden - "It" Japanese Breakfast - "Paprika" Built to Spill - "Strange" Elliott Smith - "Let's Get Lost" The Dandy Warhols - "Bohemian Like You" Catfish and the Bottlemen - "Showtime" Sleater-Kinney - "Small Finds" Laura Jane Grace - "Keeping Your Wheels Straight" Wilco - "Hints" Elvis Costello and the Imposters - "Unwanted Number" Pedro the Lion - "Yellow Bike" Neutral Milk Hotel - "Holland, 1945" Hurray for the Riff Raff - "Hawkmoon" Mary Timony - "The Dream" Doubecamp - "Seasons" I Am the Avalanche - "Dead and Gone" Sparta - "Spiders" Ron Gallo - "San Bennedeto" Frank Turner - "I Still Believe" Eliza McLamb - "Before" Katy Kirby - "Drop Dead" The Terrys - "Head Noise" Guided by Voices - "Shine (Tomahawk Breath)" Canon Logic - "Carry the Water"

xo - b. To download or stream the show, click here!

#radio #college radio #rutgers #rutgers university #the core #music #playlists

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1-800-marvelswhore · 2 years

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Nothing Even Matters (2)

genre>> eventual smut. angst. fluff. childhood best friends to lovers.

synopsis>> he was your best friend. nothing more. nothing less. you never thought he reciprocated your feelings... until he did, but you wanted him to achieve his dreams so you lie and deny any feelings for him. but at what cost?

warnings: a year has passed, brief time skips, reader struggles with alcohol, angst, yoongi is the best human, more hurt feelings , brokenhearted!taehyung, strong language, reader is broken but healing, reader has a heart to heart with her mom, good parenting, emotions!, flashbacks. mention of family death (father), jungkook, jimin, and hoseok all make cameos, brief fluff

word count>> 10.1k

note: Sorry this chapter took so damn long... writer's block is seriously no joke. But I made it longer and there's more in depth information about the reader. Thank you for your patience and Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoy <3.

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🎧: Stranger by Katie Costello

A year has passed. 365 days. 8,760 hours. 525,600 minutes. That's how long it's been since you last saw Taehyung. That's how long it's been since you told him you hadn't any feelings for him knowing there was nothing more you wanted in life than to be with him and tell him you love him 1000 times.

You decided to get your life together rather than trashing your liver with more alcohol than you should be consuming. You attended Alcoholics Anonymous and you also had a sponsor. Ironically enough your sponsor wound up being no other than Min Yoongi. When you saw him at one of your AA meetings, the first thing you did was apologize and he let you know there was no hard feelings. Addiction is a tough battle, one that you were now prepared to fight because you made a promise and you intended to keep said promise.

You dealt with your alcoholism by deciding to throw yourself into work and while it wasn't the healthiest thing to do and it exhausted you, you figured this was the lesser evil. Not all of it was bad though because all your hard work enabled you to get a promotion one that you've wanted since before you had even landed the job at Kim Corp.

With him sponsoring you it was inevitable that you'd get close. You learned he was 4 years older than you and he didn't just bartend he'd actually own the same bar.

Sighing and beginning to get fed up with the amount of work you needed to complete, you texted Yoongi.

[You]: could use a break, up for coffee?

[Yoongi]: sure, buy me an americano with 2 shots of espresso and 1 cream :)

You snorted. While your addiction was alcohol, Yoongi's was definitely caffeine.

[You]: u should cut down on the caffeine yoongles. next think u know you're going to have a heart attack..

[Yoongi]: You would want that, wouldn't you?

[You]: pfft no, of course not.

[You]: anyways, I'm at the Cafe Jin.

[Yoongi]: No shit Sherlock, where else would you be?

[You]: I have half the mind to kill you right about now.

[Yoongi]: You love me too much, but I'm always there. Calm down, yeah?

As you walked into the cafe the smell of fresh coffee and muffins filled the air making you swoon. You always did enjoy the smell because it reminded you of your sleepovers with Taehyung... back in the good days at least. You ordered yourself a skinny vanilla latte and Yoongi's drink, paying for it before you sat at a table.

[Yoongi]: I'm down the block.

You didn't respond as you saw him strolling towards the cafe through the large glass windows. He was looking down at his phone with one hand in his pants pocket. To be frank, if you weren't madly in love with Taehyung you'd probably would have made a pass at Yoongi already, that man was attractive beyond words. All in all, your heart was spoken for.

"What're you so deep in thought for loser?" Yoongi smirked down at you making you scoff.

"You're the loser." You snorted gesturing for him to sit.

"So what's new?" He asked you. He was a relatively good sponsor and he was good at human interaction.

He dealt with alcoholism in his teenage years, but when he saw what it did to his mother he decided to stop drinking and fix his life up at the age of 18. Granted owning a bar was already the biggest form of self-control you've ever seen an alcoholic do. I mean if you surrounded yourself around liquor and other drunks your liver would have failed with haste.

"Nothing much," You shrugged. "I got a promotion offer, but that means I'll be in the field more and probably be away from home a lot. I don't know if I'm going to accept as of yet though." You fiddled with your fingers. A habit that started as you stopped drinking, you used to think it was a sign of withdrawal when in all reality it was just nerves.

"How could you not want to take that job? If I remember our conversations correctly, you've wanted that promotion since before you joined the company, no?" He asked rhetorically quirking an eyebrow before continuing. "Look kid. Take the job. You'll regret it if you don't." He said simply.

You knew he was right, I mean what did you have to lose? It was more money and an opportunity to travel, how could you even possibly think of passing such an offer up? The thing was though you were concerned about your mom, she was sick and you didn't want to risk anything happening in your absence.

It was just a risk you couldn't take.

"You're right, but what about my mom? Can't just leave her... she's not deathly sick, but she's sick enough for it to be concerning." You groaned.

"I bet you if you told your mom of this opportunity she'd tell you to take it in a heart beat. Stop making excuses, what's the real reason you don't want to take the job?" He quirked an eyebrow at you. In the year you've spent getting to know each other he's learned almost everything about you and vice versa.

It was a breath of fresh air to be able to share such personal matters with someone who wasn't Taehyung. You hadn't opened up to someone since him because you didn't trust easy, but with Yoongi it came naturally and though it surprised you, you welcomed the change with open arms.

"I guess you're right, but the truth of the matter is I'm way too paranoid to leave my mother. She's all I have which you know and I'm all she has too. My father lost his battle to lung cancer when I was three. I can't just leave her Yoongles." You sniffed fighting the tears that threatened to spill over.

Yoongi just smiled at you adoringly. He knew all the tribes and tribulations you faced in your life, but the fact that you had the heart to speak about them made him admire you. He wished you had someone that could be there for you when no one else was; an anchor if you will. He loved you as if you were his own blood.. which is why it was so easy for him to say these next words to you.

"How about... I take care of your mom whilst you're gone?" He saw your eyes widen before continuing, "I mean it's no big deal. You need and want this job and if this is what I have to do for you to take it then so be it. There isn't anything I wouldn't do for you, just think of me as the big brother you never had." He smiled at the look on your face. Your eyes were welled up with tears and your lips were quivering.

"I-I don't know what to say. I truly don't." You said softly letting one stray tear glide down your cheek before wiping it away quickly. You smiled happily at him. "Thank you so fucking much. I literally owe you my life right now."

"You don't owe me anything. Just remain sober, take the job, and travel the world. That's how you can pay me back." He shrugged.

At that moment your drinks had finally came and you and Yoongi fell into casual conversation. From your sobriety to future plans at least right now you felt happy... and you didn't even need alcohol. You were grateful for your sobriety & you'd hoped you wouldn't fuck up.

"Okay, so we're going to pay your mom a visit and let her know the news of her new caregiver; this guy!" Yoongi wiggled his eyebrows as his thumbs pointed towards himself. The actions made you snort as per usual. You took a sip of your latte moaning in delight when Yoongi spoke again. "Oh and Y/n?" You hummed in response. "Stop calling me Yoongles."

You simply smirked. "Never."

2 hours later...

You'd arrived at your moms house with Yoongi and you couldn't hold your excitement, you missed her so very much and you were happy that you finally got the chance to see her after almost 4 months. You moved the hydrangea flower vase to the side in search of the spare key and unlocked the door.

"Mom?? I'm here and I have a guest!" You screamed just in case she was upstairs. Her hearing wasn't as well as it used to be.

Your mom was relatively young... having you at 19 and all, but she's had lupus from age 14 and since she thought she couldn't carry kids full-term her and your dad never saw a reason to use protection. When she missed her period twice she never thought anything of it because her cycle was quite abnormal, but when her stomach began growing that's when she went to the doctor. She never had morning sickness with you- which was a blessing for her. You were born a month earlier than expected so you stayed in the NICU until you were 8 months. 5 out of those 8 months were tough, but your mom and dad pulled through and showered you with love... no matter how scared they were.

"Aish.. stop screaming so much child. I'm only in the kitchen." She scolded. "Now who's this guest you've brought over? Is it Taehyung? I miss that boy." She was making her tea to get ready to take her medicine so she hadn't noticed the way you froze when you heard his name.

Yoongi rubbed a soothing hand over your back hoping it'd calm you down a bit; it did.

"No, his name's Yoongi. He's my sponsor and kind of like a brother to me." You explained. Your mom turned and looked at you then Yoongi.

"Well you're quite handsome." She swoons with a coy smirk. Leave it to your mother to make a move on a younger guy.

"Ah thank you Mrs. L/n. You're quite beautiful too if I do say so myself." He flirted back which made you scrunch your face up in displeasure.

"Anyways... we've come to talk to you about something important... not for sexual tension. I got offered a promotion at my job, but it requires me to travel a lot and I'll be in the field more." You got right to the point not wanting to drag this any longer then it needs to.

"Okay? You'd better be taking the job," She paused to take her pills. "I don't want any excuses." She waved her hands about gesturing you to follow her to the living room and sit. "You have my answer now what else are you here for child?"

"Well, Yoongi offered to look after you because soon as I accept the job offer more than likely I'll be on the first plane out of here. He'll just make sure all is well and really it's more for my benefit than yours so in a way it works out. Especially given the fact that you seemed to take some weird interest in him." You stated. She simply blinked at you before moving her gaze to Yoongi.

"I'm not a cripple. And I don't expect you to treat me as such. I'm a capable woman, but if this is what it'll take for my daughter to take this job then so be it." She spoke curtly to Yoongi, who nodded in response.

You sighed heavily. That was one problem you could check off. The other? What about Taehyung... wouldn't this put an indefinite halt in your plans to wait for him? Truthfully, you knew you'd never give up on him- never in a million years, but could he wait? What if he's married, or has a child, or-

"Oi, what're you pondering about?" Your mom waved a hand in your face.

"Taehyung." You spoke softly, but honestly. He's been all you've been thinking about since that last day you saw him. It was hard to ignore the thoughts, but the majority of the time you were to your elbows in work so it helped. But just like alcohol it was just a temporary fix.

"Aw. Look I've known you and Tae since you both were 9 and 10. If it's love? You'll find your way back to each other. The universe has it's way of helping those who need help the most. It's so incredibly hard to get over someone whom you've handed your heart over, and there's not a doubt in my mind that Taehyung has been thinking about you just as much as you're thinking about him. You're beautiful smart and funny. That's why he fell for you in the first place. True love conquers all my daughter. True love conquers all." She hugged you and rubbed at your hair as you cried softly. You weren't sure when exactly the tears fell, but they did. And there was no stopping it.

"Look Y/n your mother's right. True love really is such a powerful thing and though I haven't experienced such a concept myself I know that it can be a beautiful thing. Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get- only with what you are expecting to give and that's everything and more. Life isn't black and white; there's no such thing as you love someone or you don't. You never stop loving someone because genuine love never goes away." Yoongi shrugged as if he didn't just give you a sermon on love.

"Wow when did you become a love expert?" You teased wiping your tears, but still hugging your mom.

"Love, Actually. Tons of sappy romantic shit... I don't even know myself I was just spit balling there to be honest." He smirked lazily. "The point still stands, if he told you he loved you don't overthink things... you'll find your way back to each other and your love will blossom- yeah okay that's enough from me."

You simply smiled.

"For you to be "spit balling" you're quite the wise chap." Your mother praised approvingly making Yoongi fluster.

"Ah thank you, but I should be heading to work now. I'll leave my car so you can get home. The bar is 20 minutes away by train so and it was nice to meet you Ms. L/n see you soon." Before you could protest Yoongi dropped his keys in your lap and landed a kiss on your forehead. What a guy.

"What a guy." Your mom echoed your thoughts out loud making you laugh. She always did have a knack for doing such a thing.

"So want to watch the Marvel movies in timeline order?" You suggested beaming when you saw your mom's smile.

"I thought you'd never ask, go get some clothes. I never refurnished your room so all your stuff is still there. I'll get the popcorn and soda." She beamed happily making you coo. She really was the best mom ever.

You stalked upstairs to your room seeing that literally nothing changed in here. You went by your window seat and a cherished memory crept in the back of your mind, you were 14 and Taehyung was 15...

9 years ago...

You were sitting by your window seat reading, Jane Eyre. It was one of the most underrated books by the eldest of the Bronte sisters, but to you? It was one of the finest pieces of literature you've ever read. Of course, Wuthering Heights was indeed a popular read, but that's why you enjoyed the lesser significance of Jane Eyre- it made you feel different from the rest of the world and you loved that.

"Y/n!! Taehyung is here, I'm sending him upstairs okay?" Before you even thought of a response, Taehyung was right in front of your door making you flush.

"Well hello best friend, reading as always I see?" He teased you making you flip the bird. All it did was cause him to laugh and you couldn't stop yourself from adoring the way his cheeks puffed up. You loved his smile. You loved him. At least as much as a 14 year old could love.

"Yeah well at least I'm getting smarter while your brain cells rot away as you just play video games and watch vines all day." You scoffed. He gasped in mock offense.

"How rude! Your best friend title should be revoked!" He hmphed making you snort.

"You'd die before you replace me... we both know that." You joked. "Anyways what're you doing here? I wasn't aware of this impromptu visit." You spoke before marking your page and closing your book.

"Well that's exactly why it's called impromptu little girl. Use that big head of yours." You kicked him in the shin making him howl out in pain.

"That's what you get and stop letting your year over me gas your head. It's quite irritating." You sat with your legs folded in your seat staring out the window.

"When I get older I'm gonna work as a ghost painter. Nobody would know that any of the art I create is mine- except you of course because you're not nobody. My name would be V for Vincent Van Gogh," He smiled cheekily making you blush. "The anonymity would be the best part because while being a ghost painter, I'll also be a photographer, but with my real identity. I'm thinking I'll do candid shots of people admiring my work without them knowing that I know they don't know that it's me who's work they fell in love with." He spoke so passionately about it. He took a beat before continuing. "Hopefully my career as a photographer will take off because I want to move to Paris and see my paintings in the same museums or galleries as Picasso, Michelangelo, Da Vinci , and more!"

He had his whole future planned. All you could do was stare at him longingly, but that was just as far as you could go for you knew he'd never be yours. You fight the urge to kiss him and instead decide to ask him more questions about his plans for his life. And the best part? You were apart of every moment he spoke of. Making your chest get heavy with emotion.

That's Kim Taehyung for you. Your best friend.

*End of Flashback*

Your eyes filled with tears at the memory. You had been stalking the internet for Taehyung- well "V" and noticed that his paintings were a rave internationally. It was no wonder he'd get an invitation to Paris, all his works spoke to you as if telling a story in just watercolors or oils. You were especially impressed by the fact that he'd also become a huge deal in photography, but you had no doubt in your mind that he'd succeed in exactly what he wanted.

You shook your head, wiping your tears, instead deciding to start digging through your dresser for clothes. You were still relatively within the same weight range as your teenage self so you were able to fit the pajama set you picked out with no problem. Your hips grew a bit, but your pants still fit snugly. You proceeded down stairs and saw your mom had the popcorn and soda out just as she said she would.

You didn't know much about what the future would bring, but one thing you knew for sure was you were gonna miss your mom and you were going to miss her a lot.

2 days later...

You sighed heavily as you looked up at the huge building that is Kim Corps, to say you were nervous was definitely an understatement. You were worried that you'd fuck something-anything up and lose the job of your dreams, but you were hopeful. You hadn't lost all faith in yourself and you weren't going to start now.

"Okay let's do this." You muttered to yourself stepping into the building. You ears filled with the sound of people chattering and the smell of the cafeteria filled your nostrils making you sigh contently. As nervous as you were, you always did love the smell of coffee and bagels in the morning. It gave you a homey sense and you loved it. You made your way straight to the elevators pressing the 12th floor.

You were 20 minutes early, but you know what they say; the early bird gets the worm- or in your case the promotion. I mean there was no competition for your spot, but you'd rather not be late to such an important meeting. You were going to figure out where the first place on the field would be and you were nauseous just as much as you were excited. It was nerve wracking how much you'd wanted to go somewhere such as New Amsterdam, Rome, Paris... but you're not sure you want to go to Paris anymore.

It's not that you didn't want to it's more like you'd rather not bump into Taehyung in a foreign country because... well does there need to be a reason?

The elevator stopped at the 12th floor and you braced yourself mentally praying that you'd get somewhere that's beautiful, but not too distracting. But you know how these cliche's go... Of course you'd go somewhere that's beautiful, but next thing you know, you're hit by a bus. You laughed at the thought and you knew it wasn't funny, but if you can't joke about dying can you joke at all?

The sounds of your heels clicking against the tile floors was the only thing you heard as you made your way to the CEO's office. Your legs were shaking and your hands were jittery as you opened the door. You were immediately greeted by the sight of a conference table and 6 other bodies occupying the seats.

"Ah Y/n!" Your boss, Kim Namjoon, greeted. "Your quite early, but that's fine I do love a dedicated employee. Punctuality is a big thing in the business world. Aish I'm talking too much.. please take a seat." He gestured to the chair across from where he was seated.

"Good afternoon Y/n, I'm Park Jimin, I'll be helping you on the field wherever we go." He beamed at you. You almost cooed at the way his eyes crinkled, but you held back.

"Nice to meet you." You spoke quietly. You didn't want to come off too strong, but you didn't want to come off as a shy little girl either so you decided to just speak calm and collected.

"Right on with it then, Y/n your first assignment will be of 8 months in Paris. What you'll be doing is working on advertising with out partner; Dubois Inc. It's pertinent that you make a good impression. Given the fact that you are a foreigner, that doesn't speak French, however will prove to make the transition a little more complicated than it needs to be. But I have no doubt in my mind that you'll be able to adjust. The 2 men to your right will be your assistants and they will help you with whatever you need. Al good thus far?" He looked at you with a strong gaze that almost made you cower.

No it wasn't all good. You were going to Paris... that much was inevitable and you knew that and the reality of the situation you were in was sinking in slowly. You'd be better off not going to Paris, but you couldn't say anything to your boss... no that would make you seem ungrateful plus Paris really is one of the most beautiful cities so how bad could it be?

"Yes all good Mr. Kim, I'm very happy to be able to go to Paris and you won't regret hiring me sir." You nodded curtly.

"Oh I have no doubt in my mind about that. You're free to leave. Your plane ticket and hotel booking have been sent to your email and feel free to request anything in your favor. You're free to leave, Jimin, Jungkook, and Hoseok will all meet you in Paris." And with that you held in your squeal and left the room with haste.

Though you'd be in Paris, how could you possibly bump into Taehyung when it's such a grand city? There was no way. Literally the only way would be fate; and you haven't had much faith in fate so there's that. It was a placebo to you; the idea of fate. It gives hope, but when such a thing doesn’t happen it crushes a persons faith.

As you were walking your phone rang and it read ‘Yoongles’ on the screen which made you immediately pick up just in case it had anything to do with your mom. Jeez you weren’t even in Paris yet and you were worried. This oughta prove to be harder than initially thought.

“Hello?” He spoke first which surprised you because he never spoke first.

“Hey Yoongles, everything alright?” You inquired immediately wasting no time. He simply chuckled.

“Yes everything is fine Y/n, I was just calling because I know the interview was today and just wanted to see where they’d be sending you first.” The thoughtfulness made you smile. You knew he had a soft spot for you, but this was just something else.

“Ohhh, yeah they’re sending me to Paris. Irony truly is a cruel mistress don’t you think? Whatever I guess.” You pouted even though he couldn’t see you.

“Ah though Paris is a beautiful city all I care about is your sobriety and happiness. Do you think you can handle the possibility of seeing him? On the off chance it’s possible, I mean.” He questioned carefully.

“Honestly? I’m not even sure yet, but don’t worry about that… I’ll immediately contact you if I feel as though I might relapse.” You bit your lip. You’d hoped that you would contact him… You hoped that you wouldn’t go off the deep end. You prayed. You’ve come so far and you’d really rather not risk it all.

“Y/n? Are you completely sure you can trust yourself to contact me when the urge comes? I ask because it WILL come and it might throw your mind for a loop. I just want to consider all our options. If you do feel as though you wouldn’t be able to see him then I can talk to Namjoon. He’s an old friend of mine anyway.” Yoongi suggested. That was new information for you. You had no idea Yoongi knew your boss, but then again how could you? You never asked.

“N-no it’s fine I swear. There’s a shit ton of artwalks in Paris so on the off chance I run into him then… I’ll distract myself with some Picasso and Van Gogh. You know me Yoongles. I’ll be fine.” You reassured. Though you weren’t even sure yourself at this point. But you know what they say; fake it till you make it right?

“Alright, well I’m proud of you kid. Can’t believe you’re going to Paris without me.” You couldn’t see him, but you could hear the mock pout on his face which put a smile on yours.

“Don’t be sad Yoongles, when I make enough money then I’ll take you on a trip to Paris.” You teased. You were serious though with all his help through your sobriety he’d deserve a trip out the country. And you’d be more than happy to be the one in order to do so.

“Oh you’re gonna be a big baller huh? I love that for you loser.” He chuckled softly. There was a beat of silence before he continued, “All jokes aside though I am going to miss you. Not that much, but I’m going to miss you.” He sniffed. You knew Yoongi enough to know if he got emotional you meant a lot to him so hearing his sniffles? Definitely made your eyes water. “I love ya kiddo and there isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you. Remember that.”

And remember that you will. How could you forget? You knew Yoongi would be calling you everyday checking up on you making sure you’re still sober and just because he missed you.

“I will and I love you too Yoongles.” You smiled sadly. You were gonna miss him and your banter. It won’t be the same over the phone, but you had to do what you had to do. This job opportunity was one in a million… you’d be insane to reject such a considerable offer. You knew that much. “I have to go because I have to pack, but tell my mom I love her and be sure to take care of yourself.” He hummed and you hung up.

A day later…

This was it. You’d be leaving for Paris in 18 hours and there was still so much that needed to be done. You still have yet to finish packing and you know you shouldn’t be procrastinating this much because you’re usually a prompt person, but something- somehow is holding you back from getting your shit together. You knew what that something was, but you chose to ignore it for the sake of your sobriety and general health. All in all you were still on the verge of an anxiety attack. As if pshycologically sensing your inner battle Yoongi called. He was always good at doing that. You picked up hastily and heard his voice.

“What’s up, kiddo?” He said as soon as you picked up. You sighed in relief at the sound of his voice; he always could calm you down from anxiety attacks.

“H-hey Yoongles.” You replied back shakily. Instantly he knew what was wrong.

“Woah, Y/n are you okay? Do you need me to come over? You sound like you’re hyperventilating and that usually results in anxiety attacks… so tell me right now if I need to come over.” He all but demanded in worry. You inhaled sharply trying to focus on breathing before responding.

“N-no I’m fine… just being on the phone with you is helping me calm down a ton so thank you. You always know when I need your help.” You attempted to joke, but Yoongi remained silent. “I’m serious I’m fine Yoongles.” That nickname always softened him up and you’d hoped it’d do so right now.

It did. Sort of.

“Fuck. I’m so worried about you all the time… I’m gonna be a nervous wreck when you go to Paris and I just-” He stopped talking suddenly and exhaled a large breath. “I’m just going to want to beat myself up if anything happens to you over there.”

“Hey man nothing’s gonna happen. Have some faith in me, yeah?” You teased. You knew his worry was coming from how much he’s seen you struggle this past year, but you didn’t want him to worry this much… you hate being a burden more than anything.

“I have faith in you. I don’t, however, have faith in the temptation of alcohol. You’ve done great this past year, but if you happen to bump into Tae-” You winced at the name so Yoongi corrected himself, “That guy… the temptation and urge to drown yourself in alcohol will become so hard to ignore and I won’t be there physically to help. You know?” He spoke softly not wanting to say anything that you’d take the wrong way. Little did he know… nothing he says does anything but help you.

“Yoongi you’ve done more than enough and let the fact that I just called you Yoongi instead of Yoongles sink in because you know how serious I am once I use your actual name rather than your nickname,” You paused. “Besides you can always come visit; so long as you bring my mom, of course because she’s always wanted to come to Paris too.”

He simply chuckled and there was another beat of silence. One thing that you loved about your relationship with Yoongi was everything was so easy; conversations, admissions, confessions, revelations… it never seemed like a chore with him. It’s blasphemous that you met him in a bar, but you’re grateful you were a regular and there isn’t anything you would change.

“Alright little sis I’m gonna let you get to packing because we both know that you’ve yet to finish and you can’t put this off anymore. You leave tomorrow. Well technically at the ass crack of dawn, but same difference anyhow. I love you and see you tomorrow.” His voice wavered knowing he was possibly on the verge of tears made you bite your lip to refrain from having an emotional breakdown.

“O-okay bye Yoongles.” You quickly hung up and folded into yourself on your bed like a kid. You’d hoped that Paris would be worth all this emotional strain. You really did. If not? You don’t know what you’d do.

You put your “Cure my Depression” playlist on shuffle and got to packing knowing there was no more procrastination that could be done. You needed this job and the benefits that came with it. You inhaled sharply and exhaled slowly. You got this, you told yourself.

17 Hours Later…

You were at Incheon International Airport outside of Gate 6 waiting for the announcer to announce flight 180. Ironic (bit of a Final Destination reference). You were almost ready to board your plane, but right now? You were in a bear hug with your mom and Yoongi. Tears were shed and sad smiles were shared. Some shit you’d see in a sappy RomCom if you do say so yourself. Just without the romance because you knew very well there was no type of romanticism in your life. At least not at the moment.

“Don’t forget to FaceTime us everyday even if just for 2 minutes. If you don’t I will hop on the next flight to Paris with no hesitation.” Your mom playfully scolded to which you just nodded. You’d definitely be calling them; so much so they may just get tired of you. In any case, they’d be getting calls. Whether they’re annoyed or not.

“Oh don’t worry you’re sure to get tired of me with how much I’m going to be calling. Yoongi just make sure you’re by your phone at ALL times. If I happen to bump into that man in any circumstances the first thing I’m doing is calling you. Mom. Please don’t worry yourself about me. I know I’m going rather far, but I’m a call away. Don’t stress too much. I love you both. I should probably get to my gate,” You squeezed them in one more bittersweet hug. “I’ll call when I land.” They nodded and you hauled yourself and your luggage towards your plane.

You internally prayed (to whatever God you may or may not believe in) that you’d have a safe unproblematic flight to Paris. You’d hoped that nothing would happen as you took off. And you really hoped the turbulence wouldn’t be too much to handle. You didn’t have a fear of planes because you knew what came with them and you always expected the expected the unexpected. However, you did have a fear of dying. As you walked to the gates you imagined the song “Worldwide” playing by Big Time Rush. It was one of your favorite childhood songs and you’d imagined yourself as Jo when she was leaving Kendall.

“Last call for flight 180 to Paris, France. Last call for Flight 180 to Paris, France.” The announcement spoke as you arrived in front of the door to your plane. You looked back once more and sighed heavily. “Bye Korea. You will be missed.” You whispered more to yourself than anything. Saying goodbye to your home was a bittersweet feeling. You don’t think you’d survive longer than these 8 months. You hoped all will go well and the time will pass by quickly.”

You handed your ticket to the stewardess outside of the landing gate and made your way inside the plane. Your seat and the seats next to you were empty whilst the rest of the plane was empty. You hadn’t expected that given the fact that you were flying economy, but you were grateful nonetheless.

“Can I help you with anything to eat, drink or read? This is quite the long flight and I will be available at any point in time you may need something.” A flight attendant of the name Sinead told you.

“No thank you.” You responded politely to which she nodded with a smile and walked to the next person. You figured if you slept at least through half of this ride the anxiety you felt creeping into your skin would pass by easier. So that’s what you did. You slept.

12 hours and 25 minutes later…

Much to your surprise you were sleep for the entirety of the flight. Only time you had woken up was to use the restroom, but immediately after you went back into your deep slumber. It felt good and from what you could tell there wasn’t much turbulence… well if there was you didn’t feel it and that pleased you greatly. On your way down from the escalator you saw Park Jimin standing at the bottom with your namecard. You were shocked at how quickly they got to Paris, but you assumed they had a private jet of some sort so you’re not too surprised.

“Hello Ms. L/n” He smiled at you. You thought he was charming and damn near cooed at the way his eyes turn into tiny crescent moons. But you held yourself back.

“Ah greetings Mr. Park fancy seeing you here.” You teased now reaching him. He smelled of wood and vanilla. The cliche man smell you reckon.

“Ah mademoiselle no need for formalities.” He winked, “We should get going we kind of have to get to HQ and I believe we are running late already. Shall we?” Jimin held his arm out to which you hastily grabbed. You almost retracted it, but his smile reassured you.

“Work on my first day in Paris… Such a shame.” You tsked playfully. It was already beyond easy to joke around and converse with Jimin and you were happy about that because you always did hate those typical boss-assistant relationships in which the foundation of their relationship is simply the boss having superiority over the assistant. Yeah, you didn’t believe in that. It was belittling and having been in that position before… you’d be damned if you treated someone as such.

“Ah, but once we settle in HQ and send to Mr. Kim that we’ve touched base then we can explore all of what Paris has to offer. Especially the Lourve because I know you want to go there. Who wouldn’t?” Jimin chuckled softly. He was walking briskly yet calm. His whole demeanor seemed to calm you down tenfold. “Ah right… Hoseok should already be at HQ since he landed before us so hopefully it isn’t too much to be done. I know you must have jet lag.”

You shrugged though he was completely right. “It’s no biggie. At the end of the day this is a promotion so I knew I would have more work then I did previously. I worked hard for this promotion and I’ll do whatever must be done in order to not disappoint Mr. Kim.” Jimin just smiled at you making you flush. You cleared your throat. “Should we?” You motioned to the car in front of you.

“After you.” He winked whilst opening the door to the Lincoln sedan. You would’ve whistled at the sight of it, but you figured it was just any other town car. Except it wasn’t it had tinted windows and from what you could tell… a fresh coat of matte black paint. The interior was leathered up and it seemed as if this car had just came from repo. Whatever the case may be… there was no denying that this car was a beaut. Jimin slid in next to you still smiling. You noticed that he smiles a lot more than the average person and you found that admirable… In a world such as this one, it’s hard to find happiness so you’re quite impressed that he’s able to smile.

“We’re going to HQ.” Jimin told the driver in English. The driver nodded and drove off with haste. Just when you thought you couldn’t get any more impressed by this guy he goes and gives you another reason.

“You’re impressive, Park Jimin. You’ll make for a good assistant I reckon. I hope there is never any tension between the two of us and I hope that you feel comfortable enough to be around me in order to open up to me whenever you see fit. I am your boss, but I never want to make you feel as though you are under me. We shall have boundaries of course, but other than that I’m an open book.” You spoke quick but Jimin was hanging on to every word you uttered.

“Okay Ms. L/n.” He snorted and you nudged him in response. “In any case I’ve no choice but to respect you more than I would those who’re on the same level of employment as me. So thank you for giving me freedom, but I shall not take advantage of it.” He looked at you studiously as if trying to read your expression before it came on your face.

“I’m glad we have reached an understanding.” You nodded sternly yet playfully. You were rather impressed with his work ethic and easy understanding of common principles. You knew you were his boss and that he should have more of a respect for you than the common person, but you didn’t like the feeling of superiority. He just nodded in response and the rest of the drive was silent. However, it was a comfortable silence not one of awkwardness.

“We’re here bosses.” The chauffeur, who’s name you learned is Haechul, stated. You nodded and stepped out the car. From what Jimin has told you you figured that your bags had already made it to the hotel you would be staying at while you were here. You’d wondered if you’d have your own room or if you had to share, but that was a bridge to walk when you got there. As for now… you’re fine with the mystery. (this isn’t that kind of trope so no it won’t be Taehyung)

“Thank you Haechul. You’re free to go on break. Don’t come back until we call you for assistance.” You commanded to which he nodded curtly. You really did despise the way most bosses treated their employees so you swore to yourself when you became successful and had employees of your own you’d never treat them the way you had to be treated before your success. While it may have shaped you to be the kind of employee you are now, you figure you could be way better had you been treated with more respect. Or maybe if your previous boss wasn’t such a womanizer… You hadn’t realized that as your thoughts took over Jimin had said something and you only caught the last bit.

“...Dinner?” You looked at Jimin and blinked. Was he asking you to dinner? That’d be quite inappropriate you reckon. Maybe ask him to repeat himself..?

“I’m truly sorry, but could you repeat that? I only caught on to the last part of the question.” You said kindly to which Jimin just laughed.

“Yes, I asked if after the Lourve you’d want to get dinner? Of course it’d be rather inappropriate of me to try and attend dinner with you which is why I was going to recommend a good diner that you can get takeout from.” He shrugged simply.

“Oh… well yes I guess that’d be good. I do feel as though before we go to the Lourve I’d like to visit an art walk- a street one that is.” You thought about the possibility of seeing one of Taehyung’s paintings there and you really would want to see one in person. You haven’t seen one of his artworks in person since forever and it’d make you happy.

“Luckily for you, there’s always one open about two blocks away from the museum therefore you can go before or after.” He smiled which made you nod with a small smile of your own.

“Thank you Jimin.” He gestured in front of him as if telling you to lead the way which you were baffled by seeing as though this was your first time at Paris’ headquarters. You shot him a look of concern to which he snickered.

“Just go straight to the lift and go to the top floor ma’am.” As you walked in the building you noticed the elegant interior… it gave off the perfect “French Renaissance” theme and you adored it wholeheartedly. There was a front desk; which you assumed was the receptionist. You read her name tag and learned her name was Avril, she smiled but it didn’t reach her eyes so you greeted her with a curt nod and kept walking through what seemed to be an endless corridor.

Without realizing you must’ve stumbled into the lift because the doors were closing and you were on your way to the top of the building. Perhaps you were so in awe you hadn’t minded your step… in any case this life was exceptionally extravagant. The music was the instrumental to “My Heart Will Go On” by Celine Dion. You let your thoughts take over and began feeling bad for Jack Dawson. Personally you thought he could have survived & that there was room for both him and Rose. That whole movie was rather depressing if you did say so yourself.

You adored it though. Such a tragic love story, but written so beautifully. The movie took such a impactful event in history and romanticized it the perfect amount so it doesn’t stray away from the fact that the sinking of the Titanic was indeed a rather melancholy occurrence. You were stripped from your thoughts when the elevator came to a sudden stop. You straightened your posture and walked through the doors ready to take on the day ahead of you.

“Ah, you must be L/n, F/n! I’m Jung Hoseok which I’m sure Mr. Kim told you, however if he didn’t than I must formally introduce myself.” He was smiling- beaming even and you enjoyed the positivity greatly and he put his hand out for you to shake which you did.

So with a smile of your own you responded, “Nice to meet you! I just want to thank you in advance for all of your assistance on this promotion.” You dropped his hand and he bowed.

“No need to thank me! Just doing my job. Now the office here is not so different from the one in Seoul… only difference is you’re working with more foreigners than anything. However, French people are evidently easy to work with and they cooperate because they like to get things done efficiently. Mr. Kim wants our first task to be trying to entrap new clientele.. I’m not entirely sure why, but half of me thinks he just wants us to scour Paris on our first day. Don’t tell him I said that,” He stopped briefly and tapped his chin as if in thought. “Ah and Jimin will take you to the rented house that you’ll be living in. Completely paid for by the company so no need to worry about funds unless for food.” You nodded. Though that was a lot of information to take in so quickly you respected his efficiency.

“Thank you Hoseok, you’ve truly been the most helpful thus far. Now Jimin tells me that there’s an artwalk close by the Lourve… do you know how far the museum is from here? Is it walking distance or might I have to rent a Vespa?” You inquired. You really were anxious, but you were more intrigued at the possibility of seeing one of Taehyung’s pictures and you know what they say; go big or go home. And you just left home so going big was the obvious choice here.

“Ah yes it truly is a sight at night. It’s a 15 minute walk for the “average” walker, but you don’t seem to be an average walker so roughly 10 minutes by foot. It really depends on the speed in which you walk.” He rambled on. You found it admirable more than anything else though.

“Thank you again Hoseok, I’ll see you tomorrow for the first official day of work… well in the office that is.” You smiled at him and he returned the smile with no hesitation. He bowed at you and walked off. The hard part wasn’t necessarily even going to the artwalk itself, the hard part would be not to breakdown in front of all his photographs and paintings because you know there is always a message behind what Taehyung does… you just weren’t emotionally ready to deal with it as of yet.

2 hours later…

You were getting ready for the artwalk when you got a notification to your phone; a text from Yoongi. You were expecting it sooner or later you just didn’t think it’d be this much later.

[Yoongles]: How’s the city of love going for ya?

[You]: there’s currently no loving over here, but for everyone else? I’m sure they’re doing superb :p

[Yoongles]: Ah, don’t be such a Debby Downer baby sis. You got this! So how was the first day? Hectic? Tiring? Boring? Dreadful?

[You]: None of the above actually. It was hardly a first day because well all I did was visit headquarters and met my two assistants, but other then that? It was a pretty calm and chill day.

[You]: Oh and I’m going to visit an artwalk later… for no particular reason at all of course, but you know me! I love me some art :)

[Yoongles]: Y/n… do you think me a fool? (don’t answer that it was rhetorical)

[Yoongles]: You think I don’t know what’s going on in that head of yours? You hope to see a work of he who shall not be named.

[You]: I never implied that you didn’t know what was going through my head,,, as a matter of fact I was hoping you did!

[Yoongles]: There’s nothing I can say that’ll convince you NOT to go I’m assuming… just be careful and if by chance- or fate whatever you choose to call it.. You see him? Don’t resort to drinking make sure you call me immediately. Otherwise.. Have fun <3.

[You]: Yes Sir! <3

You turned your phone off and sighed anxiously. You want to believe you’ll be fine, but there is still a chance that you may have to see Taehyung. And while it hasn’t been too long of a time well it’s still been a long time. 365 days? Yeah a very long time in your book. You’d hope that the first time you saw him he wouldn’t be too angry with you, but knowing Taehyung you knew that was wishful thinking. He wasn’t one to forgive easily- especially when it came to his feelings about something. What would he do when he saw you? That same thought was constant in your head and it was one of your biggest worries. However, you hoped for the best. You flinched at the sound of your doorbell ringing knowing it was more than likely Jimin coming to pick you up.

“Coming! Give me a second just going to make sure that everything is off!” You took a quick skim of your apartment and took a deep breath for the nth time this night. To say you were nervous would be the understatement of the century, but you were hopeful. You believed in destiny and you hoped destiny wouldn’t let you down.

You opened the door and saw- not Jimin but Jungkook? He looked up from his phone and gave you a bright smile which you caught yourself almost cooing at.

“Jimin told me to extend his apology for not being able to make it tonight he was needed back in the office for preparation things. But I will happily escort you to the artwalk Ms. Y/n.” He bowed to which you immediately shook your head at.

“No need for the formalities Jungkook. Thank you for your consideration. Let’s go shall we?” To which he stepped to the side extending his arm and nodding the same way fancy waiters do when taking you to your booth. Jungkook closed the door behind you and so the adventure began.

“What are you most excited about seeing?” Jungkook inquired. You found it admirable that he would make small talk during this walk therefore the silence wouldn’t make everything so awkward. You knew you couldn’t really tell him that this was some sort of way to stalk your ex-bestfriend to see how his art has either changed or not changed from when you guys were teenagers, but you didn’t want to lie either.

“An old friend of mine? Well, his name has been big in the world of art lately so I wanted to see if there was a chance I’d see some of his works in local artwalks. He’s always been such a great artist even when we were teenagers so I’m sure he’s been recognized enough around the world.” Jungkook just nodded in response. “Anything you’re particularly interested in?” You countered.

“I like photography, but like vintage and candid. Photography has always been a hobby of mine, but I like the corporate world more which confuses a lot of people.” He shrugged.

“That’s very admirable. Maybe in the future I can see some of your pictures if I’m not imposing of course.” You smiled to which he returned. As you were roaming the streets of Paris you noticed why this was such a tourist spot. The nights were exceptionally beautiful and you enjoyed the finer things in life such as a beautiful night under the stars. The stars in Paris definitely shined brighter which you loved.

“Ah here we are it’s past that alley there.” He pointed in an alley where you heard a violin and other instruments. All of a sudden you were overcame with nerves… what if Taehyung was there? What would his reaction be to you admiring his art after you messed with his heart? Would he mind? Your mind was running every scenario possible (Pipe down Doctor Strange) and of course your own subconsciousness was against you and thought this whole interaction could go wrong rather than right. Why did you decide to give up the alcoholic life again?!

You inhaled and exhaled deeply before smiling up at Jungkook. “Let’s go shall we?” He nodded and led the way. As soon as you reached the alley you were overcome with the smell of fresh French pastry and music. It was honestly the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen. Your eyes lit up in admiration as soon as artwork came into your view. There were different types ranging from abstract to realism even cubism which you heard was hard to perfect. “Wow.” You sighed out loud.

“Yeah it’s all very beautiful a lot of these pieces took artists months if not years to finish.” Jungkook explained while admiring some photography.

“I’m going to explore more, if you need me just text me and we can regroup and vice versa.” He nodded and you walked off. Anxiety and excitement both filling you as you were ready to possibly see some of Taehyung’s work. As you were admiring you noticed a painting that looked familiar and sure enough… V was signed at the bottom right of the portrait. I mean of course it looked familiar… It was you. Tears welled up in your eyes. How did he manage to make you look better with nothing but paint and a canvas? You really loved this man. While you were awestruck you hadn’t noticed the artist himself a mere 2 feet away.. Simply admiring you as you admired his favorite painting.

Taehyung’s POV:

All feeling of resentment left Taehyung as he saw you. You looked amazing under the moonlight and lanterns and his heart began racing as if he was a teenager loving you from a distance all over again. This whole year he worked on nothing else but this portrait and seeing your reaction made all that time worth it. In his mind he knew that you would be reunited, but he sure didn’t think it’d be this soon. But is it really that soon if he counted the days he was left without seeing your smile? He wasn’t sure if he should talk to you or not because he didn’t want to possibly say the wrong thing. While he spent this time missing you he also had a lot of pent up anger and resentment towards you. It was a rational reaction he thought.. At least when you weren’t in front of him, but now he’s not so sure. He was about to walk away and leave you to it, but you looked up and he got lost in your eyes. Curse your keen instincts… You always did have a good gut feeling when someone was staring at you. Taehyung didn’t break the eye contact even as his heart got heavy and memories began rushing back in his mind 10 fold. He couldn’t. Your eyes stared back into his and your mouth was slightly agape. It seemed you two were the only ones in the world at that moment and it was as if the Earth itself stopped rotating. It was as though neither of you wanted to ruin whatever on Earth this trance was so you remained still. Staring.

Somehow in the midst of all this staring Taehyung’s legs moved and he was in front of you. Tall as ever. Still no words were spoken… until Taehyung decided he had stared enough and reached his hand up and caressed your cheek softly resting his palm there for a second. “Y/n… I’ve missed you.” Were the first words he said to you. Taehyung let his mouth speak for him before his mind could catch up.

“Taehyung.” You said softly now holding his hand that was on your cheek.

Both of you knew there was tons to speak about but right now in this moment you both thought it could wait a bit. You were in your own old world now and you both wanted to remain there before you had to face the music and face decisions that could possibly alter any sense of normalcy.

No, that’s for fantasy.. This is real life.

Reader POV:

“No… I can’t just pretend everything is okay. You hurt me Y/n.. hurt me too much. It took a lot for me to even confess and you turned me down, I understand why, but no. I’m going to need time before I can just jump back into our regular selves.” Taehyung removed his hand from your cheek and immediately you missed the warmth his hand brought you. You gulped before deciding to speak.

“I know Taehyung trust me I know. But we both needed that time. I dealt with my alcoholism and I’m better. I wanted to be better so that when we found each other again I could be someone worthy of your love. I know it was selfish of me, but I wanted you to pursue your dream here in Paris. But NOT while I was an alcoholic who couldn’t go a day without drinks. I’ve been sober for the past 365 days. You inspired me to be better and I’m so so grateful for you. You’ve made a big name for yourself and I’ve never been more proud. I love you. More than what you may think. Take the time you need, I’ll wait for you no matter what.” You wiped a stray tear from your cheek and took a step back. Taehyung didn’t respond rather he pulled you into a tight embrace and gave you a kiss on the forehead.

“Tomorrow. Meet me at the Eiffel Tower. 8 pm. Sharp. If you’re not there I will leave and we won’t have the much needed conversation we need to have.” And with that he walked off into the night without a glance back. You were shaking, but hopeful.

Tomorrow at 8 pm would change everything. You were sure.

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roguelibrarian · 5 months

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books I read in 2023

Threw together a list of books I read this year plus brief thoughts about them Just Because.

The Marsh King's Daughter by Karen Dionne - I was so, so ready to like this book and then like one chapter in suddenly got hit with the reveal that the backstory to it is the racist trope of "big scary Native man kidnaps a pure, virginal white girl to be his wife." So....fuck that shit.

So Many Beginnings by Bethany C. Morrow - Heck yes. Excellent book. It's a retelling of Little Women set in the Roanoke Freedmen's Colony. The author leans into how aro-coded Jo is. Also Beth lives.

Renegades by Marissa Meyer - Yeah, I didn't finish this one. I got so bored.

Common Bonds: A Speculative Aromantic Anthology ed. by Claudie Arseneault, C.T. Callahan, B.R. Sanders, and RoAnna Sylver - I mean it's an anthology, so some of the stories just did not work for me, but I am ecstatic over the concept alone and most of it was amazing.

The Companion by Katie Alender - Creepy as shit in the best possible way. My one complaint is that after 200 pages without a hint of romance, suddenly a character showed up who was so obviously meant to be the main character's love interest and that part was exhausting. Otherwise excellent, amazing, chilling as hell, and you know I love me some abuse narratives.

All These Bodies by Kendare Blake - I wanted to like this one so bad and it's not that I didn't like it, but it was just kinda...mostly okay? I felt like I was supposed to be creeped out and scared and tbh I should have been because there's some pretty disturbing shit in this book but all just fell so flat.

Sounds Fake But Okay: An Asexual and Aromantic Perspective on Love, Relationships, Sex, and Pretty Much Everything Else by Sarah Costello and Kayla Kaszyca - Bad. Just bad. Oh my g-d this book was so bad and irritating and just...if you want to learn more about aspec people or think you might be aspec yourself, please read literally anything else. I won't go into detail because I wrote a whole post about it here, but just...bad.

Ace and Aro Journeys: A Guide to Embracing Your Aromantic or Asexual Identity by The Ace and Aro Advocacy Project - So, this was definitely better than Sounds Fake But Okay overall, but there is a thread of deep discomfort with the existence of sex-repulsed and romance-repulsed aspecs that keeps popping up throughout the book. It is pretty clear that at least one of the authors (and probably more than one since there were several and apparently no one raised a strong enough objection to get any of this shit scrapped or rewritten) really Does Not Like sex-repulsed and romance-repulsed people.

The Wicked Remain by Laura Pohl - Second part of a duology, and the first book was definitely better. I low-key suspect that this book might have just been Once Upon A Time fanfiction with the serial numbers filed off. That said, I am always here for queerplatonic relationship rep and stories where the Cinderella character ends up single.

Song of the Lioness quartet by Tamora Pierce - Series of four books, but I'm putting all of them together here because a) my thoughts are kinda the same and b) this post is already too long. I'm not gonna say much because I have a whole post about this series in my drafts already so I'll just leave it with yeah my nostalgia for these books has worn off quite a bit.

Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo - This was another reread and yeah it still holds up just as good as the first time I read it. Literally this is one of my favorite books.

The Crooked Kingdom by Leigh Bardugo - Another reread. Excellent. Love a sequel that's just as good as the first one. Also one of my favorite books.

King of Scars by Leigh Bardugo - Yeah I was on a rereading spree this year. This one is also so damn good.

Rule of Wolves by Leigh Bardugo - Last Grishaverse book on the list, I promise. So good. Nina went completely off the rails in this one and I love every second of it. Really everyone went off the rails a little bit but Nina most of all.

The Pomegranate Gate by Ariel Kaplan - I have a post about this one here so I won't say too much in this post but g-d I love how unapologetically Jewish this book is. No stopping to explain things to any goyim who might be reading. No coddling goyishe feelings while portraying antisemitism. This book is for Jews and that's beautiful.

Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson - Yet another reread. Actually, genuinely accurate portrayal of how PTSD triggers work. First sign of healing not being a romantic relationship but being the main character telling a shitty friend to fuck off. Literally the only thing stopping me from wholeheartedly shouting "I love this book so much" is that there's a random use of the r-word because this book is from the 90s and back then it was basically illegal to publish fiction about teenagers without having your characters use that word.

We're Not Broken: Changing the Autism Conversation by Eric Garcia - So I've got mixed feelings about it but ultimately I'd say this book is a net positive. Definitely recommend it for nonautistic people and for autistic people whose only exposure to the autistic community is through spaces like tumblr. Just don't have this be the only book you read about autistic people, you know?

#book blogging #book club with rogue #''threw together'' is a phrase which hear means ''i've been working on this post for like a week''

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marleneoftheopera · 2 years

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The last 10 London understudy Christine’s:

Beatrice Penny Toure, 2021-22

Anouk van Laake, 2021-

Corinne Cowling, 2019-20

Bridget Costello, 2017-19*

Maria Coyne, 2016-17

Lisa Anne Wood, 2014-16*

Ashleigh Fleming, 2012-14

Claire Doyle, 2011-12

Katy Treharne, 2009-11*

Katie Hall, 2008-09*

*They have gone on to be alternates and/or principals in the same and/or other productions.

#understudy love #poto london #The Phantom of the Opera #beatrice penny toure #anouk van laake #corinne cowling #bridget costello #maria coyne #lisa anne wood #ashleigh fleming #claire doyle #katy treharne #katie hall

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But then also, why doesn’t London promote an understudy to principal? They’ve had people emergency covering certain roles for years, so why not have those people as the leads? Is it because Cammack doesn’t want to pay more than he has to?

There might be some confusion over terms and such here. "Covering" is when an understudy or standby takes on a principal role because the usual actor is out. This is expected and quite usual; it's why standbys and understudies are hired. "Emergency covering" is a bit of a different ballgame: this is when so many of the usual actors are out, that an actor who has left the show entirely (or an actor who does not usually play or cover the role at all) must be brought in to play the role.

It's definitely been said that London has had a bit of an emergency cover problem pre-COVID, to the point where actors who leave the show will still be contracted to come back if needed. But that problem doesn't really have anything to do with not bumping people to principal; it has more to do with how the London production only had one understudy for a role (e.g. Christine) and their tendency to just switch out an entire cast and then not rehearse the understudy, meaning if even one of the principal actors was out, they'd have only one backup who was totally unprepared to do 8 shows a week.

But for the most part, that's been fixed post-COVID, as most roles now have multiple understudies (the role of Christine now has two understudies, for example), and they haven't done any massive cast switcheroos too much (sticking with Christines, at the July cast change only Beatrice Penny-Toure left, so they still had 3 experienced Christines left, and Lucy St Louis left in January, which still meant they had 2 actresses who had played the role and Eve Shanu-Wilson had done her cover run).

Still, I get what you're saying - Killian Donnelly has left and it wasn't cast change day, so why not just promote James Gant or James Hume to principal Phantom instead of bringing in, say, Earl Carpenter for six weeks and now Jon Robyns?

Well, first, it's worth mentioning that understudies and alternates have been bumped up, before and after the COVID shut-down. Holly-Anne Hull has gone from alternate to principal. Matt Blaker is a former Raoul understudy. Before them, we saw Danny Whitehead and Bridget Costello get promoted directly from understudy to principal, and multiple actors in the production were understudies or standbys who left and then returned as alternates or principals (Earl Carpenter, Ramin Karimloo, Sofia Escobar, Katie Hall, Tabitha Webb, Katy Treharne, Nadim Naaman) as well as the inevitable Raoul-to-Phantom pipeline (Killian Donnelly, David Shannon, Ramin Karimloo, and so on).

I'll admit, it does seem like the Phantom is being given to more established actors from the West End theatre scene rather than bumping up an understudy, but I don't think that's necessarily a new thing either - it is the iconic role, the one everyone remembers. And it doesn't necessarily eliminate hardworking understudies from getting the role later. Rather, I think the pattern is that the actor might understudy the role or play a smaller role, then leave and go to bigger and bigger things in the West End scene until they're famous enough to return and get cast as the Phantom. That's kind of the case with Killian Donnelly: Raoul in Phantom, then bigger and bigger roles in shows until he's suddenly Valjean in Les Miserables, and then he's starring as the Phantom in the UK tour and London.

And of course, that also leaves out the fact that sometimes, actors want to stay in the smaller roles. Scott Davies was famous for this - he was the standby Phantom for years on the West End and was offered the principal role multiple times, but turned it down because he enjoyed how the standby role let him spend more time with his family. On a somewhat different note (and production), right now Ben Crawford is out and Paul A. Schaefer was asked if he wanted to go on as the Phantom in the Broadway production, but he apparently didn't want to because he wants to spend more time with his friends in the ensemble! (Rather sweet of him, actually.) That doesn't preclude money and marketing being a factor when choosing actors, but it doesn't meant there aren't multiple personal reasons for why actors might choose not to be the principal.

#GP gets asks #anonymous

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soniccrash378 · 2 years

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Velmoco playlist

Songs that make me think of Velma and Coco, feel free to use these as AMV ideas or add to the list.

"Troublemaker" by Olly Murs

"Bad Romance" by Lady Gaga or the remixes from Halestorm and Jay Smith

"I Kissed A Girl" by Katy Perry

"Pretty Little Psycho" by Porcelain Black

"Partners In Crime" by Set It Off and Ash Costello (like maybe for an AU where Velma joins Coco's criminal escapades)

#velma #coco diablo #scooby doo

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katiecostellomusic · 1 year

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Get your headphones/speakers/robots out… My new song “This Is the Life” is out!!! 🎉🌸💃🎉🌸💃🏽🎉🌸💃🏿🎉

This is the 2nd single from my coming full-length album “Stereotype” 💫 It’s one of my favorite songs and happens to be my first “explicit” song. ;-)

This song is particularly special to me because it represents the view I try to cultivate about my own life. "This Is the Life" is a song about being happy and appreciating life even when things aren't easy. It's a feel good record that doesn't pretend life is perfect.

Stream everywhere and download it from my merch store! 🎉 Enjoy and share. Also, I’d love to hear from you, share here! :-)

Song Credits:

Written by Katie Costello and Brian Kierulf

Produced by Brian Kierulf

Mastered by Hans DeKline

Executive Produced by Vivekan

Released by Rebel Pop Records

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operafantomet · 1 year

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As far as stripped-down bodices goes, there’s been some different takes. They have primarily happened in the Restaged Tour and the West End revival. One in the West End style was apparently also intended for Kelly Mathieson in the World Tour revival, but it never got any stage time due to the cancellation of the last leg of the tour. so... here’s some variations.

ROW 1: Only done in the Restaged Tour is the longer bodices with a broad front tab, minimal hotstone/beading decorations with the focus on the ray motif over the bust, and draped blue shoulder decorations. There were made at least two (and probably three) of these bodices; the first one worn by Katie Hall (UK) and Julia Udine (US), and variations of it by Katie Travis, Eva Tavares and Emma Grimsley in the US.

ROW 2: As such a well decorated bodice, as it has both vertical and horizontal decorations down the bodice. But the bust and sleeve decorations has been removed and replaced with a blue ruffle in the neckline and blue shoulder drapes. This is how the bodice was worn by Olivia Brereton (UK) and Grace Morgan (US). When the same bodice re-appeared on Kayleigh Marven in Australia, a ruffle over the bust and arms was added, making it the closest the Restaged Tour has ever been to the original design (except of course those using the original design).

ROW 3: In the West End revival the principals Lucy St Louis and Holly-Anne Hull has been fitted with bodices with only vertical decorations, but then with ruffle over the bust and half-moon shaped puffed sleeves. It’s a curious hybrid. Similar, principal Amy Manford in the Restaged Aussie Tour also only feature vertical decorations and only in front, but with the same ruffle over bust and arms as Kayleigh Marven’s bodice. Alternate Bridget Costello also wears a bodice in this style.

(original and to be fair much richer design by Maria Bjørnson)

#star princess #phantom of the opera #costume nerding #maria bjørnson #christine daae #katie hall #katie travis #eva tavares #olivia brereton #grace morgan #kayleigh marven #lucy st louis #holly anne hull #amy manford

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