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Happy birthday to me, Tobin and Christen were on We Can Do Hard Things and it’s already making me cry
(And I share a birthday with LWM)
#happy birthday Lotte!#tobin heath#christen press#we can do hard things#abby wambach#glennon doyle#woso#nwsl#uswnt
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Chloe has had a lot of battles in her life. The hardest one she fought, however, is against a measuring tape.
idea by & dedicated to @suispicibo-setomaouge ! ( ao3 link )
Chloe has had a lot of battles in her life.
Did she win over them, though? Oh, absolutely. She might not look the part, but she is a fierce fighter. It may seem scary at first too; but she sure won't back down on anything! Be it against a class deadline, a big bully, a creepy bug, or even the wooden door with the 'arts and crafts room' sign hanging onto it.
I-I am a fighter...!
The redhead swallows a lump down her throat, as she continues glaring at the colorful signage.
"I... I am a fighter," she tries to convince herself, voice slightly quivering, and barely audible enough to sound like a whisper.
Her eyes have been glued to the door in front of her for how many minutes now? Five? Thankfully, the hallway's empty; no one's around to spot her struggling to figure out exactly what her preferred manner of knocking would be.
Should I tap with my fingers three times? Slowly? What should I say? Do I open the door right away or wait for a response before I proceed?
With each passing moment, the more frantic she grows and restless she becomes. She's supposed to be meeting someone hereーquite the special person for her, truth be toldーand it's already past the particular time they both agreed to meet at. Repeatedly glancing over to her left, then to her right, and back down to the watch strapped onto her wrist every thirty seconds could only take her so far. She has to decide. Quickly.
But her chest is pounding, hands are trembling, and an almost endless whirl of thoughts making her a little lightheaded.
Great.
Talk about leaving first impressions! And because Chloe couldn't have asked to be in a better state, her brain fails to instinctively register the door suddenly swinging open, thus revealing the very person she is bound to meet merely standing there, right before her eyes, frozen in shock.
"Chloe!"
The evident surprise in Rutile's tone brings her back to her senses. And with her senses regained, comes a wave of panic crashing over her entirely.
"R-Rutile!?" The internal wince she has to endure as her pitch rises to a volume higher than the clouds outside that day could ever reach. "Wh-where are you going...?"
"Oh, thank goodness you're here, Chloe!" Rutile exclaims, sighing deeply in utmost relief. "I was so worried, I thought something might have happened. I was just about to go look for you!"
Chloe could very well recognize butterflies fluttering in her stomach, whenever she feels them. And there's definitely a whole army residing in her tummy right now.
"Are you sure you're okay?" the blonde asks again, eyes filled with nothing but genuine concern, carefully examining each and every facial feature of hers.
"I am!" Chloe rigorously nods her head, hopefully enough to be able to convey her assurance. "I'm... I'm alright. Really."
A short pause. The air surrounding themーit's quiet, but also quite thick and tensed.
Rutile has yet to tear her solid green gaze away from Chloe. Any longer this goes on, the redhead isn't too keen about being able to decently handle its consequences.
And how can she, really? When she's always had this biggest crush on Rutile.
Rutile Flores. The school's most prided model. She's kind, caring, and beautiful. She's easy to get along with, has great style, and is extremely popular across campus grounds. Anyone's bound to fall for her plenty charms!
But Chloeーthe good, little, aspiring designer that she isーcould only go as far as hope to have her feelings noticed; and even farther be reciprocated. Not like she thinks she stands little to no chance at all in the first place, though.
"I'm sorry, but I'll have to ask you to promise me that you'll tell me if anything's wrong," Rutile abruptly says, much to Chloe's astonishment.
Taken aback slightly, Chloe brings her eyes up to meet Rutile's. The expression on the latter's face remains stern, but Chloe can tell she's only saying these purely out of her best intentions. Something she would very much love to hear, and something she greatly appreciates.
"Would that be alright? I promise I'll do the same for you," Rutile hastily adds.
Nothing's wrong with being a bit too trusting, yes? Especially considering the circumstances at hand, Chloe discerns, with the tiniest sparkle of hope she forever carries in her, that maybe, just maybe, she actually deserves a shot at this.
In a heartbeat, the redhead replies with a smile, "Sure. I promise."
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Chloe has had a lot of battles in her life.
She would bravely conquer one after another, like the true warrior she is. It's the experiences of this kind that helped convince her that she can do anything, so long as she perseveres in it. But never once did she anticipate a measuring tape to be the one battle that gave her the most trouble in years.
Come on... Come on...!
She mentally cheers herself on and on. The measuring tape she's working with has constantly been getting stuck in between her fingers as she tries her best to note all of Rutile's measurements down on her notebook.
"Ack!" And there it goes again.
"A-Are you okay...?"
It's so frustrating, honestly. When she found out from a club announcement that Rutile's in need of an outfit or two to represent their school at an upcoming event, Chloe gathered up a lifetime's worth of courage and immediately offered her aid. Which, to her surprise, Rutile herself graciously accepted.
The stakes are high. I can't mess up, Chloe tells to herself in her head, I just can't!
But how, exactly, can she not mess up? She's practically, physically, prestigiously a mere couple of inches away from her biggest crush!
"Uhm," Rutile curiously jives in. "How are my measurements going, Chloe?"
"Oh! Er-pretty good, actually." Chloe lets out a nervous laugh. "I... just need to take the length of your arms and we're all good!"
"Wow... That's amazing! You really are something. Thank you, my dear Chloe!"
After jutting the last set of numbers she recalls down on paper and upon realizing what she had just been called, Chloe's face then subconsciously zooms back up too closely to Rutile's that she yelps and jolts several steps away on reflex, causing her to lose the balance on her feet. Luckily, Rutile reaches out just in time to pull Chloe back towards her body to prevent her from completely falling flat on the ground.
"Careful, Chloe!"
Surreal. The only word to ever describe it all. Chloe could almost mistake this as another one of her many, bittersweet dreams at random nights. If it really is a dream, then perhaps it's alright to remain asleep for a little while longer; maybe at least until she witnesses the end of this beautiful story.
But if it isn't just a 'dream'...
"Please don't hurt yourself, Chloe." There is a hint of pain lingering in each of Rutile's words that touches the core of her soul. The redhead still could barely believe it.
With a heart as light as the threads that seem to have magically tied their fates together, Chloe leaves her answer drifting amidst the calm, early autumn breeze, entering the room through parted curtains of opened windows.
"I won't." A meaningful smile is shared between two lost hearts; now found. "That's a promise. Thank you, Rutile."
#mahoyaku#mhyk#mhyk rutile#mhyk chloe#rutichloe#she/her rutichloe realness#happy birthday lotte!#inside seonne's head
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September 06: Happy Birthday Lotte Jansson (Little Witch Academia)!!!!
#lotte jansson#little witch academia#happy birthday#september 6#6 september#september 06#06 september#fuck this post and happy birthday
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Ey, Happy Birthday Lotte! 🎂🎉🎉🎉
#sorry that i don't have anything really special for you#the start of college has been kicking my ass#but happy birthday to our favorite ginger witch girl#little witch academia#lwa#lotte yansson
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happy birthday little bug 🐛!
#beau’s birthday!!!#im so happy hes no longer a infant#growin’ up#beau lott#kalani lott#lott in sulani
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June 24, 2023
Happy 41 Birthday to Lotte Verbeek.
#Lotte Verbeek#Happy Birthday#Ana Jarvis#Mrs Ana Jarvis#Mrs Jarvis#Agent Carter#Marvel Cinematic Universe#MCU#Marvel#June#2023
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You pick me up when I'm down and you turn it all around. I just can't get enough. My feet don't touch the ground. I just can't get enough. When you're holding me tight it'll all be alright. It's like it's my fucking birthday. It started out as the worst day, but now you got me feeling like it's my birthday. You got me singing like oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh it's my birthday. You got me like oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh it's my birthday. Caught in rain with no lifeline till you came along and brought a piece of sunshine. You got me singing like oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh it's my birthday. You got me like oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh it's my birthday. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh it's my birthday. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh it's my birthday. Caught in the rain with no lifeline till you came along and brought a piece of sunshine. You got me singing like oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh it's my birthday. You got me like oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh it's my birthday.
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Lotte Lenya
Happy birthday Karoline Wilhelmine Charlotte Blamauer, aka Lotte Lenya!
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Out in the open | Lotte Wubben-Moy
Pairing: Lotte Wubben-Moy x Arsenal!Reader
Summary: When you make the move to Arsenal, none of your teammates know that you and Lotte are dating. How long will it take them to figure it out?
A/n: Celebrating Lotte's birthday today, with my first Lotte fic :)
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You had met Lotte when you were playing against England a little over a year ago. Her being a defender and you being a striker for the Netherlands, meant you had seen a lot of each other that match. When you got on your phone after the match, you had an Instagram notification that Lotte had followed you, you followed her back instantly and sent her a message.
y/n_y/l/n: Good game today :)
She messaged you back within a minute.
lottewubbenmoy: Same to you!
The two of you had started texting back and forth every day since, eventually swapping numbers, to take the conversation off of Instagram. You still talked every day, and had called a couple of times as well.
The next time you had seen her was when you were both back in the UK, again playing against each other but this time she was playing for Arsenal and you were playing for Liverpool. The morning of the match, Lotte had texted you saying that she would be in Liverpool an extra day, and asked if you wanted to grab a bite to eat together. You set up plans with her, before you headed over to the station.
Even though that was the first time you had met each other in person outside of playing football, it felt like you had known each other forever, and it quickly became clear that it wasn’t just grabbing a bite as friends, but that it was a date. After dinner the two of you went on a stroll around Liverpool, and after you walked her back to the hotel where she would be staying that night, you kissed her good night.
The next morning you had picked her up from the hotel, and the two of you had breakfast together, before Lotte had to head back to London. It was at breakfast where Lotte had asked you to be her girlfriend, to which you had excitedly said yes.
It has been almost six months now since that day. The two of you had decided to keep your relationship private, at least for now. Not even your teammates knew you were dating each other. Lotte had shared with her teammates that she was in a relationship, since they were quick to notice that she seemed happier, and kept looking at her phone with a smile. She knew they would push until they had their way, so she had said that she was in a relationship but she never mentioned with whom.
Your teammates were less observant, and didn’t have a clue of this change in your life. The bond you had with your teammates was strictly professional, while Lotte’s team was like family to her. You had heard similar stories from your national teammates Viv and Vic, who both played for the club as well. You wanted to play for a club like that, a club where you wouldn't just be teammates but you would also be friends. In your opinion that dynamic made you a better team. So, when Arsenal’s offer came your way, you were quick to discuss it with your girlfriend. Lotte was delighted to have you closer, and was also very happy for you, since she knew that you had been wanting to leave Liverpool for a bit now.
The night before your first training session at Arsenal, you spent at Lotte’s place. “Since we’ll be playing for the same club now, do you want to tell the team about us?” You asked her when you were laying cuddled up in bed with her. “Maybe we should wait just a little bit, I want them to get to know you for you, and not as my girlfriend first.” You agreed with her thinking, wanting to make your first impressions with them without any preconceptions.
Meeting the team had been great, and your first practice went smoothly. You felt at home instantly, as all the girls were very welcoming, and kind. You had asked Lotte if it was okay to wait with telling the team about the two of you until you had earned a spot in the line up, which Lotte didn’t mind at all.
You had a few training sessions back at Colney before the team travelled to Portugal, and continued training there. Coincidentally you and Lotte were rooming together, so it was safe to say that one of the beds wasn’t used.
It was a lot colder in Portugal than you had thought when you packed, so you didn’t bring any hoodies besides your Arsenal ones that were in the laundry at the moment. “Do you have a hoodie I can borrow?” Lotte told you to take whichever one you wanted. Your eye fell on her Carolina Tar Heels hoodie, and you decided to go for that one.
The two of you thought you were hiding your relationship well, but when you walked downstairs for dinner, you had completely forgotten that you were wearing Lotte’s college hoodie. Alessia sat down next to you, “I didn’t know you went to UNC too.” She said with confusion laced in her voice. Sure you wouldn’t have been in the same year, but you were only a few years older, so she assumed she would have at least heard of you. You look at her confused, not realising why she would think you went to UNC. Alessia nods to your hoodie, that’s when you realised your mistake. “Oh, I forgot I was wearing this, I borrowed it from someone.”
Alessia let it go, or so you thought. The fellow striker was smart, and knew that there was only one other teammate in Portugal that went to UNC. So, later in the day she took Lotte aside. “So, when were you going to tell me that you’re dating y/n?” The question takes Lotte by surprise. She didn’t mind hiding your relationship but it felt wrong to lie about it, especially to one of her childhood friends. So, she explains everything to Alessia. Alessia was happy for the both of you and let Lotte go again.
Lotte quickly made her way over to her room, hoping that you would be there, since she hadn’t seen you in the rest of the hotel. When she opened the door and realised that you were inside she immediately started talking, too worried herself to notice that you had previously been pacing the room. “Alessia knows about us, she asked me if it was you, and I couldn’t lie to her.” She is worried because you had specifically asked if you could wait until you had made the line-up, and she hadn’t kept that promise. You step forward and place your hands on her shoulders. “It’s okay, it was my fault that she found out. I was still wearing your UNC hoodie when I went to dinner, and she was asking me about it.”
“So, you’re not mad?” You shake your head, “No, of course not. I do not mind people knowing about us, I just don’t want people to think I’m getting special treatment because I’m dating a long time Arsenal player.” Lotte had never questioned the reasoning behind your want to keep the relationship to yourselves for a bit longer, as she respected your wishes despite the reasoning. “You’ve shown the team how good you are in training, and I am sure that no one would ever think you’re getting special treatment because you’re dating me. We can continue to keep us private however long you want us too though, well private besides Alessia.” You thanked her for her understanding, before you asked for some cuddles in bed.
A few weeks later when the lineup for the match against Watford was announced, you found yourself amongst the substitutes, and couldn’t be more proud. You were subbed in at the 72nd minute of the match for your Arsenal debut, and were able to add your first assist to your stats.
While you were celebrating the win in the locker room, you whispered in your girlfriend’s ear, “So, how do you want to tell the team?” She smiled, “I have an idea, can I tell them now?” You smile and nod.
Lotte takes your hand and pulls you towards Alessia, where she takes her hand as well, pulling the both of you to the middle of the locker room. Everyone’s eyes were already on the three of you, so Lotte started. “I know the captain usually does a speech but before we do that I wanted to say a little something. Today y/n had her Arsenal debut, and assisted Alessia on a beautiful goal that got us the win.” The team started cheering, clapping, and whistling. “Oh, and one more thing. I know you’ve all been wanting to know who my girlfriend is.” She turns to you and puts an arm around your shoulder, to pull you into her side. “It’s y/n.” Your teammates are all very happy for you, and a few of them wolf whistle when you place a quick peck to your girlfriend’s lips.
Now that your teammates knew, you both decided that you had hidden the relationship enough, so when your six month anniversary came along, you both posted something to launch your relationship to the world.
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Now that your relationship was out in the open, you were loving the moments you got to share outside of private spaces. Going on dates together, holding her hand whenever you wanted, kissing her in public. Even the little things were just so much easier now that the world around you knew.
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I Saw the Phantom Proshot at the NYPL
Happy 36th birthday to Phantom's first preview on Broadway! I was going to save this post for the actual 36th, but I figure all of us need some more Phantom Broadway "original" content since the official Insta accounts are reminding us today that Phantom is no longer (though it should be) on Broadway. I'm going to post about what I saw, and I'll follow up on January 26 with all my answers!
Some time ago, @or-what-you-will and I went to the NYPL's Theater on Film and Tape Archive, and viewed the archival pro shot of the Original Broadway Cast of Phantom of the Opera, filmed live on May 25, 1988. There is only one copy, and its purpose is artistic preservation (not commercial distribution--the library owns it). It was kept under lock and key during the show's run. All information about how to access the archive is on the website. I can't really tell you anything more besides what's out there because it will become identifying. You get set up in a room with monitors and can pause and rewind, although you can't touch the media.
This was not my first TOFT proshot, but it was the best-filmed. Some, there's a single camera just parked, or there's some generation loss because of when the tape was transferred to digital. This had absolutely vivid colors, a multi-camera shot, and brilliant and clear soundboard audio. I heard lyrics I have never heard (especially during Notes when everyone is singing over one another), the sound balancing was so good. It was as transformative as seeing it live.
These are all the notes we took while there (apologize if they can seem disjointed) More below the cut.
ACT 1 NOTES:
-Multicam shot
-amazing audio (soundboard), vivid colors
-Raoul/Barton is crying in his voice during the auction
-there’s a “voice” that sounds like a woman singing with the overture (maybe a theramin?) We jumped in shock at this. We've never heard this before, not even on soundboard.
-Sarah Brightman comes on stage during the Hannibal rehearsal, moving across the stage with Meg during “Rome not Roma”--so she dances in the front row during the Hannibal ballet
-Hannibal ballet then has 10 dancers and since Christine is in the whole thing, there is slightly different choreo
-there’s a synth under Meg’s “he’s there, the phantom of the opera”
-Firmin lights a cigarette and Andre (Future Phantom Cris Groenendaal) stops him right before “Think of Me’ which makes the “Defense de Fumer” on the back of the curtain make even more sense
-Think of Me Gala skirt is not as full (but of note, Carlotta’s Elissa costume is much more ornate than we have now or even at the end of Broadway)
-Raoul sings slightly different notes in Think of Me. Steve Barton goes down a few notes on “young and innocent” (it’s not belted) and is clearly wistful.
-The think of me cadenza is absolutely effortless
-The “Bravi, Bravi” is haunting and perfectly sound balanced!
-Meg can actually sing and the Angel of Music harmonies work
-Raoul (Steve Barton) is nervous before going into the dressing room. He taps his fingers on the banister and takes a deep breath before going in
-He’s also nervous inside the dressing room–you can see him going from seeing an old friend to suddenly having feelings, being attracted to her. When he’s standing behind her he has a slight moment when he nearly touches a lock of her hair.
-Raoul is wearing a ring on his right hand (signet?)
-Steve Barton says MY Little Lotte
-Christine (Brightman) is excited about meeting the Angel of music and has a wanting and longing in “Enter at LAST master” (in a way that Lily Kerhoas does now and we haven’t had many Christines who do this)
-The picture is VERY CLEAR and NO WASHOUT when we see Michael Crawford appear in the mirror for Phantom’s entrance. You see everything
-When the door opens for Raoul to the dressing room after they go through the mirror, it opens slowly (vs banging open). It’s the same tempo that Phantom moves to take Christine through the mirror
-1925 Phantom silhouette vibes at the first “sing for me”
-Not a particularly aggressive cape twirl, but def a twirl.
-They get VERY close on “turn your face away”, almost kiss (like, Russians, Panaro/Joseph close)
- he has a nice portcullis sprawl but she does not press against him, there is visible space between them the entire time
-”Caress” and “hear it, feel it” are explicitly seductive, the former in how it’s sung, the latter because he self-caresses on “feel it”
-the “Touch me” in touch me/trust me is half sung/half spoken order, she strokes her hand over the mask and he does not pull away
-He does have a little panic when she faints and he covers her with the cloak. He’s holding her hair when he sings to her there
-At the unmasking, MC holds for a brief moment before covering his face with his hand so the audience gets a peek of the deformity (before “damn you”)
-Vixen not viper
-Crawls on knees, not stomach. We get…lots of crying and whimpering
-Christine sees his face a lot during this sequence. MC lowers his hand as soon as he’s on her side of the stage from “secretly dreams of beauty” to “Oh Christine”, when he turns away–but she is looking at him the entire time. MC is angled right by a mirror shard so we can see a bit of the deformity reflected back
-Right before “come we must return”, MC is about to cup her face with both his hands before changing his mind–she starts to reach for him as well.
-His Mandarin robe is much longer than we have now (ankle length vs calf length)
-This Giry has witch vibes
-Steve Barton is playing eager puppy Raoul and it shows even though he looks older (Barton was 35 at the time)
-The sound balancing is so good that you can hear lines you don’t normally hear during Notes 1 and Prima Donna–including the Managers thinking that Christine has just been off with Raoul all night.
-Sarah Brightman does a different pose on the bed as the pageboy during Il Muto. She crosses her legs vs putting her hands on her hips.
-Firmin yells “the role of Christine Daae” to the proscenium, clearly directed at Phantom
-Barton Raoul’s “There is no Phantom of the Opera” comes off more as “Christine this is just some dude” vs “he doesn’t exist at all.”
-Raoul loves Christine so much. He strokes her hair gently to comfort her right before “No more talk of darkness”--his eyes are soft and he’s genuinely caring and concerned (vs trying to be a hero)
-”All I ask is for one love one lifetime”--different lyrics, she does it twice (This is on soundboards from the time)
-Raoul puts his face to Christine’s hands at the proposal.
-Christine is clearly kissing his cheek right next to his mouth during the kiss (the final lair kiss is a real kiss)
-Christine’s “I must go” is not as playful as we often see it later. She really is trying to go.
-Raoul is nervous at “Christine, I love you”--he lowers his head for a moment worried that he said something wrong. He’s excited when she replies “order your fine horses”
-AIAOY Reprise: Michael Crawford is partially slumped over the angel, he’s holding hands with it to the audience’s right, and arm is slumped over on the left. We get a lot of anguished weeping, and little distressed moans as Christine and Raoul sing, there is rocking and head shaking and then covering his ears. It’s a HUGE difference then when he stands up fully for “You will curse” (he does this again during final lair between “unfeeling scrap of clothing” and “pity comes too late)
-He also roars before standing
-The Phantom laugh/cackle continues well into the chandelier drop into intermission at the light cut out for about 15 seconds.
Act II
-Carlotta masquerade costume has no mesh in the skirt–it’s much more of a see-through skeleton crinoline, so the feature is the purple tights
-Not surprising since Sarah Brightman is a dancer, but Christine does the proper choreography during Masquerade--she's the center of attention. Barton also does quite a bit of dancing.
-There’s an organ (almost like a circus organ) underlying the finale during masquerade
-Red Death double doesn’t run down the stairs, he stays at the top
-Giry/Raoul exchange after masquerade–both holding the lantern and super closeup
-Reyer is clearly gay–coded. Some voice and hand gestures during Sitzprobe
-Wishing–only one “help me say goodbye” (when did the second one get added?)
-”Far-reaching” gaze, Wandering Child is a duet
-Piangi says “conquest” is assured (at some point, this became “congress”)
-Michael Crawford imitates Piangi until “past the point…”
-Sarah as Christine is listening intently to Phantom’s voice and immediately noticed something is off–she doesn’t figure it out right away but she notices something. She is suspicious the entire time. It's not clear when she knows for certain.
-Christine never flees from him, during the first caresses, he hovers over her body, she turns to kiss him, he turns away, her hand lingers on her back, before she gets up to sing her solo part away from the table
-Michael Crawford’s hands are in in his crotch when Christine’s singing on the other side of the stage (“you have come here”)--he’s moving his palms in his lap the whole time, his hands are shaking, we only get glimpses of him, most of this part it’s focused on her
-There is none of the arm waving circling while their hands are held, she takes his hands, he switches his grip to hold one of hers, and they keep them on him
-She figures it out when she reaches down–she’s holding his hands above him and she pushes her left (our right) hand down and he pulls and she notices something–we can only see to his upper waist but her hand disappears and her expression changes, it’s implied he has an erection
-she doesn’t ever feel the mask, either accidentally or on purpose
-She doesn’t actually ever try to escape. It’s not the current West End or the past blocking–but more accurate in that she is aware of the situation and plays along. She keeps going with the blocking
-they both get up and keep singing, neither drags the other to the centre, they move together and keep singing
-The last “return”--he sings it at the unhooding, she doesn’t
-”Say you’ll share with me”--he is really pleading and almost crying on “say you want me”
-The managers don’t come out to try to usher her offstage, she doesn’t signal to them to stay
-When Phantom gives her the ring, she takes it, but doesn’t put it on–she just holds it
-He doesn’t scream at the unmasking, he just looks shocked and sad
-Ratcatcher order is different–it’s after Raoul and Giry’s first lines, that’s the indication that Giry needs to turn around, Giry screams
-Phantom is crying at “flesh” and through “unfeeling scrap of clothing”, he’s also hunched over through this sequence, and then stands to his full height at “Pity comes too late.”
-Phantom makes a big show of raising the portcullis, hands fully raised
-Raoul swats at Erik with one hand (the other is still on the noose) when Phantom grabs Christine on “start a new life”
-Phantom is probably the “minimum” amount of rough as we see Phantoms be with Christine in this sequence, as in, he’s definitely scary and menacing but he’s not harming her. He does grab her and spin her around on “start a new life with me.” There are a few wrist grabs (which is book accurate). He’s realizing more that his plan is absolutely crumbling. We get some shots of him on the organ looking panicked.
-Phantom makes a low growling noise before “you try my patience”, which is delivered quickly and almost casually. It is not menacing as some later Phantoms do.
-”Pitiful creature”..MC’s hand is subtly shaking by his side
-The kiss: the 1st one MC stands with “claw hands” at his side, on the second one, the “claw hands” start shaking
-MC hunches over after he burns the noose
-He stands over the monkey, conducting it with one hand, he is mimicking the symbol clashes, he doesn’t touch it or cover its face
-When Christine returns the ring, his hand shakes as he takes it, he’s hunched over again.
-She does seem conflicted about leaving, but she doesn’t press her hand back around his, she holds out the ring and his hand shakes as she takes it. She doesn’t linger very long.
-He says a second “I love you” after she’s gone.
-He’s about to say it a third time, he says “I love…” and then see the veil, and grabs it and screams into it, and then turns and sees the boat leaving
-He sobs and keens a lot
-Raoul bends in the boat to caress Christine’s face on “say the word”)--this is halfway across the stage as opposed to during the stage right exit.
-Deliberately cracks voice on the "can" in “you alone can make”
-MC Cradling the veil like a baby at the very end
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happy birthday to my favourite tom holland dupe 💗
lotte wubben moy wubben moy lotte wubben moyyyyyyy 🫶🏼😗
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Hi maybe its yn birthday weekend, and chris is suprising her with going to Disneyland Paris and takes her shopping for some matching Disney shrirts and matching shoes and then yn gets her flat pierced, and the night morning the couple are on their way to Disney when arrive to the park yn is wanting a photo with winni the pooh and they buy matching ears with a lott of fluff
Unforgettable Vacation
Pairing: Chris Evans x reader
Summary: You and Chris spend a beautiful day in Disneyland Paris.
Word Count: 807
A/N: Thank you for sending me that request! 💞 It's been a while since I wrote a Chris Evans fic so I hope you like it. I once wrote a Chris Disneyland headcanon, if you want to check that one out. The divider is made by @firefly-graphics
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It’s your birthday weekend and Chris had the idea to surprise you with a trip to Paris. Not only to go to Disneyland but also to some other places. You were very excited when you were at the airport and saw that you were flying to Paris. It was always a dream of yours to go to Disneyland. Chris knew that, so he thought this would be the best gift for you. Chris chose the first movie in the plane and then it was your time to choose one.
“Of course, you’ll choose that one.” Chris said with a chuckle when you chose one of your favorite movies. While watching the movie you rested your head on his shoulder. You and Chris enjoyed your flight to Paris and when the plane landed you were very happy that there wasn’t anyone who recognized him when you walked out. While you waited for your suitcase Chris reached for your hand and pressed a soft kiss on the back of it. After you picked up your suitcase you went out of the airport and waited for your taxi to arrive. Chris told the driver the location while you looked out of the window to enjoy the view.
After you brought your suitcase to the hotel Chris said he had another surprise for you. He led you out of the hotel. After a short walk you stood in front of a Disney shop.
“We are going Disney shopping?”
“We have to.” Chris explained. You walked in with Chris by your side. You walked around and saw so much cool stuff. You showed him some stuff and he also showed you something. He loved to see you so happy and excited. A few minutes later Chris showed you some matching shirts and you had a huge smile on your face when you saw those. You looked around and then saw that there were also shoes that matched the shirt.
“We have to get those.” You said with a smile.
“Definitely.” Chris agreed and you walked to the counter. After paying you walked for a while when you suddenly walked past a shop where you could get piercings or tattoos. Because you wanted to get your ears pierced for a while now you decided to go in that shop. Chris followed you and when it was your time to get your piercing. Chris sat next to you and held your hand. After you went out of the shop you decided to go back to the hotel because it was already getting late. When you came into your hotel room you made yourself ready for dinner. You stood in front of the mirror and looked at the dress you picked out. Suddenly Chris came out of the bathroom and saw you the dress.
“Wow, you look so beautiful, honey.” Chris complimented you and you turned around.
“Thank you love.” He walked over to you, tucked a hair behind your ear and gave you a soft kiss. When you broke the kiss, you hugged each other and then decided to go to dinner.
When you came back to your room you cuddled up with Chris and he pressed a soft kiss to your shoulder.
“OMG Chris, there is Winnie the pooh. Could you please take a picture of me standing next to him?” He nodded with a smile. You both walked over to the bear and Chris took some pictures of you and then you took some of him. You went on a few rides and then finally came across a shop with Disney ears.
“Happy Birthday sweetheart.” Was the first thing you heard when you woke up on that morning. Chris covered you with kisses, and you cuddled for a while. When you were finished with breakfast Chris decided that it was finally time to go to Disneyland. You chanced into the matching shirts and shoes and then walked into the park and were so excited. You looked over to Chris who also had a bright smile on his face. After you have been walking around for a while you saw the first Disney character walking around.
“Chris can we please go in that shop?” You looked over to him and asked.
“Sure, we can.” He said and you walked into that shop with him by your side. You walked straight to the Disney ears. You looked around for a while and then found some that you both really liked. You bought them and then immediately put them on and walked through Disneyland again. You and Chris had a wonderful time in Disneyland and explored some other places in Paris as well. It was a vacation that you definitely won’t forget. Of all the presents you have gotten for your birthdays in the past few years this definitely was the best one.
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stole the show. (victoria pelova)
word count: 1.1k
for my birthday girl x
Being in the starting lineup for arsenal on your debut was a feeling that no one could even describe.
The pride, the joy, the happiness and most of all the feeling of accomplishment as you put on your arsenal shirt for the first time.
Your name and number displayed on the back of the jersey, was a sight you could get used to seeing.
our debut was a masterpiece
Not only was it your debut, but Victoria’s too.
The brunette had slowly crept into your heart, ever since you were teenagers. But you were yet to reveal your feelings towards her.
Cherishing the friendship the two of you had far too much, to risk losing her.
The look of adornment was evident on your face as she was subbed on. Your smile grew even larger when she scored. Instantly at her side to hug her and congratulate her on her goal.
And over the months the two of you had become regular starters for Arsenal.
Even as a defender you had scored six goals throughout the season. Making it even more special when you scored the seventh one during the second leg of the Bayern vs Arsenal game.
The match, for you personally, was going great. You were winning most of your tackles, managed to block a few shots at goal, had gotten many of the Bayern forwards riled up and most of all your parents and siblings were watching along in the stands.
Until it wasn’t going so great.
the show it can’t go on
You were more determined than ever to play well, but your dreams were short lived, as you felt your ankle give out beneath you, after colliding with another player.
Clutching your ankle you can feel the tears pricking out the corners of your eyes. “This can't be happening right now,” you mutter under your breath as you squeeze your eyes shut, trying to get rid of any tears that threaten to fall.
Victoria was the very first person by your side, brushing the flyaways away from your face before using the back of her sleeve to rid your face of the tears that had managed to slip out your eyes.
You hobbled off the pitch, with the support of two arsenal medics as the stadium erupts in applause as a sign of respect. You give Lotte a little thumbs up as she makes her way onto the pitch in place of you.
we used to have it all
For the second time that night you could feel the pool of tears collecting in your eyes, slowly releasing into a stream on your red and splotchy cheeks. As you watched the game on the tv, you thought that if you were on the field the result could’ve been different.
Of course, blaming yourself for something you couldn’t help. Even though your team was winning, it didn't matter. You wanted to be there, be on the pitch. Making your family proud.
You wanted to prove to the fans that you deserved to be there, but instead you were sitting in the medical room while they placed a temporary moon boot on your foot.
The medics had informed you that your injury was nothing terrible, just a little tweak and you'd be back on your feet in no time.
At full time you made your way onto the pitch to say your congratulations to your teammates while making sure that the Bayern girls were okay.
After the team huddle you were persistent in the fact that you were going to go say hi to a couple of fans, Victoria was very sceptical of this plan but she closely followed behind you like a lost puppy.
Making sure you didn't put any pressure on your ankle and weren’t in any sorts of pain at all.
so hold for the applause
After an irritating three weeks of sitting on the bench you were ready to get back on the pitch.
You could hear the applause from the red side of the stands as you subbed on for Lotte in the 64th minute of the game.
wave out to the crowd
Looking around at the stands, you're just buzzing to be back. Giving Vic a smile as you run past her, waving at a couple of the fans before your attention is focused purely on the task at hand.
But just like the last time you stood out on the pitch, the world had other plans for you.
It was pretty much deja vu as yet again you feel your ankle give out underneath you. You feel like a hopeless puddle as you lay sprawled out on the grass with your hands covering your face.
Vic was by your side in a matter of seconds, placing your head in her lap as the other girls started to crowd around the two of you.
Maybe you had rushed things, maybe you shouldn’t have been playing yet, why didn't you rest more like the doctors had suggested?
“My ankle,” you mutter as you press your forehead against the brunettes thigh, “fuck I’m not doing this shit again.”
Sensing a spiral incoming she's quick to shut you down by rubbing your back with her hand, “it’s okay y/n, go get rested up and I’ll see you after the game.”
take our final bow
She helps you up, keeping a firm grip on your waist as she helps you off the field and hands you off to the medics.
Glancing around the stadium you just want to be at home under a fluffy blanket with your favourite type of tea that only you and her knew how to make to perfection.
at least we stole the show
Although there were many news reports and inquiries about your injury, that wasn’t the fans main attention.
Many of them had noticed the fondness the brunette showed towards you. Specifically as she had rushed to your aid both times you went down on the floor in pain.
Everyone was slowly starting to notice the longing glances she sent your way, or the blush that appeared on her face every time you would kiss her cheek or take her hand in your own.
And after watching many clips of the two of you, you had started to realise that maybe she did indeed like you back.
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An Official Statement from Willington Palace: HM Queen Diana and HRH Prince Gerhard Announce the Birth of Their Second Child
TRH Grand Duke and Duchess of Sage gave birth to a healthy baby girl! The newest addition to the Royal family was in the early morning at the Willington Palace Medical Center which has recently been revamped. The birth went extremely well with no complications. The Grand Duke and Prince Parker were present for the birth.
HRH Princess Mia Lotte Winston De Geloes, Duchess of Sage
Princess Mia's name was chosen to honor two legendary women in the Royal family. The first being Mia's grandmother, the late Queen Margaret. The "M" in her name is meant to pay homage to Diana's mother. The "ia" in Mia is meant to honor the very first Queen of SimDonia - the late Queen Ophelia. The Queen remembers her grandmother and mother through her daughter.
Lotte is a traditional Simovian name to embrace Prince Gerhard's side. While her official last name (much like the Queen's) does not include her father's last name, she will be referred by both Winston and De Geloes.
The Princess' nursery was decorated by the same interior designer to help with Willington Palaces' major renovation. Various shade of pink and white are used throughout the room. Many toys and furniture have been based down from other family members.
So far, Princess Mia has met her uncle and aunt, King Brother Spencer and Queen Sister Elizabeth. The two will join Queen Diana and family to Simovia shortly after Winterfest where they will celebrate the Queen's birthday!
Photos shared include an all-pink picture of the new couple with baby Mia and a Winterfest photo with the whole family!
Thank you for welcoming the new princess and have a happy and healthy holiday season with your loved ones!
Of course sims was being wonky so I didn't show more of the birth! But so many cute shots! Pretend like the skin color isn't wrong and changing each time the baby is in/out the bassinet.
Parker isn't so sure about his new sibling...
Spencer and Elizabeth meet the nooboo.
Mia becomes a newborn (with blue eyes for some reason???)
I'll share more of Diana's bday party in Simovia soon!
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY @ethvrealz ILY :(
transfem!lottie x f!reader
kinks: breeding, size kink, choking, body worship
you and lottie had been dating for a few weeks now, and it was... boring, to say the least. she said she wanted to go slow, which was understandable. but with the way she dressed in those tight shorts and barely below the tit crop tops, you were obviously a bit worked up. how could you not be? your girlfriend was gorgeous, athletic, and absolutely the smartest woman you've ever met.
you start implementing soft touches, caresses that are fleeting and yet sensual all the same. lottie, unbeknownst to you, always the blank faced thinker, was horribly affected. she wants you so bad, so terribly bad, and decides she can't go slow any longer.
lottie, tonight, asks you to come to her house. to which you can never say no, you love being in her mcmansion, and doing god knows what in the game room (minecraft). though... it's clear she's thinking of anything but minecraft. she has a blanket covering her lap, but when you look down you can't help but notice the tent.
"lottie, baby... you okay?" you ask, soft and innocent. she looks over at you, her pupils already blown with lust, and nods.
"i'm fine, baby..." she mumbles, reaching her hand over to your thigh as she picks up her controller again with the other. she has never been this bold with you before, which is shocking, but definitely enjoyed nonetheless.
you keep playing minecraft for a while before lottie finally lets out a huff and puts the game on pause. she tosses the controller to who knows where and turns to you in her chair. "can you come here?" lottie asks, gesturing subtly to her lap, still covered with a blanket. you, never one to say no to an offer like that, get out of your chair and slide into her lap.
immediately you can feel her dick pressed against you, hot and hard under the fabric separating you two. she gently lifts you to remove the blanket, then sits you back down with her hands on your hips. she rests her chin on your shoulder, before turning her head ever so slightly to nuzzle into your throat.
"you're such a tease... you know that?" lottie purrs, pressing a soft kiss to the skin there. she continues to kiss up and down your neck, giving you a nibble every know and then to remind you you're alive. "do you want me, baby?"
"fuck yes, lott-" her mouth is covering yours in an instant, she's kissing you with every fiber of her being, her tongue prodding through your lips. you can't help but moan into her mouth as her tongue gets more exploratory. she tastes like cherry coke and her fucking vape.
lottie's hands on your hips grip into the flesh a little harder as she starts to grind you into her. she's nearly whimpering into your mouth at the feeling of your growing wetness covering her sweatpants. she pushes you off of her gently, moving to kick her sweatpants off as you all but gracefully fumble at your shorts.
soon, you're both half naked in her game chair, lottie resuming her makeout session with the skin where your neck meets your shoulder. her hands travel your body, running under your shirt and over your breasts. she massages you through your bra, her fingers gently squeezing over your nipples. "you're so fucking pretty, so perfect..." lottie moans, her hands finding purchase under your thighs as she lifts you.
"sit on my cock, pretty girl."
she positions herself at your entrance, then slowly lowers you onto her cock. she's thick, stretching you in the way only she can, which she's sure to tell you as she whispers dirty things into your ear. once you're fully seated on her lap, she wraps you into a tight embrace, mumbling about how much she loves your body.
she starts to buck her hips, a desperate moan leaving her lips as you clench around her. her hands on your hips guide you up and down, until you've picked up enough pace to bounce on her cock. the chair underneath you creaks, yelling to be let free of its prison, but you don't care. the sound of skin against skin and lottie's moans fill your head, while lottie decides she's going to fill your womb.
"i'm gonna cum, baby... please, let me cum inside.." she whimpers, her hips stuttering and her dick pulsing inside you. you can't help but love the idea, the feeling of her cum filling you up. you've decided. you nod, and immediately lottie's cumming as deep inside as she'll sit. you gasp at the feeling, the feeling of being so full and fucked open... and then lottie's coming down, saying praises into your ear like prayer.
"you did so good... but don't think we're done yet. i have so much more to show you, baby."
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