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elle | she/her | bi as fuck 》Mnl, Phl
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I just want to see Mike Faist, Will Roland and Ben Platt perform the dance routine to Candy Store from Heathers is that too much to ask

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YES OMF BABQBSNQNNZ

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A (brief) masterpost of musicals!

(I don’t own/ didn’t record these!) Also, they’re all on YouTube!(it’s unfinished so far!) (I really love brackets, but if any don’t work, I can probably get a different video for you from somewhere else, just send a message. I have a heck of a lot of links)

Tony Awards (full show)

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YAAAAAS

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Words/phrases you should never say to a musical theater kid (unless you want to see them get lit af)

“Hello.”

“What’s your name?” 

(Bonus: easy way to find out whether they’re a Les Mis person or a Hamilton person)

“How many minutes are there in a year?”

“Life’s a bitch.”

“Downtown.”

“I’m changing my major.”

“Rent is too damn high.”

“Satisfied.”

“All I ask.”

“Popular.”

“Sugar, butter, flour.”

“For good.”

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I AM BOTH LES MIS AND HAMILTON AND ONCE SOMEONE SAID THAT TO ME AND I WAS LIKE "HOLY SHIT WHICH ONE" SO I JUST SAID "I AM MOANAAAA" RIP

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Drinking Games (2500 Follower Giveaway Fic #21)

For @ahn-juhl-ras, who requested a fic based on this prompt: Imagine that your OTP are enemies of some sort and are fighting furiously and Person A is trying to scream “fuck you” and “fight me” at the same time and ends up screaming “fuck me” really loud at Person B in front of all their friends and it gets really quiet until Person B goes ‘why not’ and kisses A. Turns out they liked each other all along and fluff ensues and their friends just go “FINALLY”.”

And, well, kind of, if you use “based on” loosely.

E/R, Modern AU, developing relationship, all of the shenanigans.

Courfeyrac propped himself up on his elbows and fluttered his eyelashes at Enjolras, who pulled his laptop closer and did his best to ignore him. “Enjy,” Courfeyrac said in a sing-song voice, sticking his bottom lip out in a pout. “You can’t spend all night on your laptop. Come play with us.”
“Firstly, I can in fact spend all night on my laptop if I want,” Enjolras said. “And secondly, I’m not playing King’s Cup with Combeferre ever again. You know that Rule Master goes to his head.”
As if to reinforce Enjolras’s point, across the room, Combeferre pointed at Grantaire and exclaimed triumphantly, “You didn’t say it! You have to drink!”
Grantaire gave Combeferre the finger but willing drained his red Solo cup, and Courfeyrac shrugged as he gave Enjolras his most winning smile. “Yeah, but we’re done with King’s Cup now, and Combeferre is only enforcing one specific rule for the rest of the evening, and only because Grantaire told him that he didn’t give a flying fuck if he was Rule Master so he’s being punished.”
Enjolras considered that for a moment. “Fair.” He frowned at Courfeyrac. “So if you’re not playing King’s Cup anymore, what exactly are you trying to convince me to play?”
“Just a little game I like to call…Spin the bottle.”

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OH MY GOSH THIS IS GREAT THANK U

#amazing#i am blessed#it wasnt super faithful to my prompt#but i think i like it more#thANK U
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