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imagine…

johnny teaching you how to play the drums

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"hey. simpson." your brother called out to johnny, fiddling with his drum sticks, tapping them on the chair next to him.

"julia and i are picking up champange, as a treat for us landing a gig here. and if you want a glass- you have to watch my baby [ brother / sister ]."

johnny's eyes lit up like a christmas tree. "y/n?"

donny couldn't help but laugh at the excited expression on his face.

"you remember them?"

johnny nodded, his lips quirking up in a smile.

"how could i forget a face like that?"

donny rolled his eyes and surpressed a smile, "well, i'm not leaving them alone in here, ya know? the theatre can get dark, and-"

"that's what a theatre does." you pointed out, stepping from behind him. you laughed at donny jumping back in surprise.

"i'm fine taking care of myself, really donny."

"youre my baby sib-"

"i'm only a year younger then you." you crossed your arms.

"well, johnny is real good at the drums-"

"i know."

you tried to ignore the faint pink that colored johnny's cheeks, in fear of your own face heating up.

"so maybe he could teach you how to play. i dunno. i'm trying to compromise with you, y/n."

you smiled and shrugged, and looked over at johnny, trying desperately to hide a dorky smile on his lips.

"i'd think that'd be swell."

"okay. good." donny looked back and forth between the both of you, before grabbing his blazer.

"see you in an hour."

"okay." you both chimed, and donny looked over at julia, handing her coat.

"i honestly don't know what i'm doing leaving these two alone."

julia grinned, and looked at the pair onstage, both giggling as they accidently bumbed into each other, trying to decide which direction to walk in.

"i think they're adorable together."

"they're not together, together." donny said worriedly, and failed to say matter-a-factly. "johnny was making heart eyes all rehearsal, to y/n, he was getting distracted, and we don't need-"

"but he's happy." she pointed to johnny, a dorky smile on his face, teaching y/n how to correctly hold drum sticks.

"and [ he's / she's ] happy." julia pointed to a pink cheeked y/n, trying their best to focus on the instrument.

"yeah, i suppose." donny laughed as the both of them, hiding smiles from each other, johnny leaning over y/n's shoulder, showing her wear to beat the drum sticks.

"okay, then let's go. you've spent a half hour staring at them with death eyes."

"death eyes?", donny gasped offendedly, mocking offense.

julia rolled her eyes playfully. "you know what i mean. cmon, that champagne is getting warm."

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hey, so if you guys liked that, give it a like and reblog please!! im not a main bandstand blog, so it'd be really helpful if you did reblog this to share with other people, since i can't tag!

i love you all! remember to smile today!

cass 🧡

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#So cute #Bandstand #Bandstand Fanfic #Johnny Simpson

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Nick, to Johnny at some point probably:

#Bandstand #Johnny Simpson #Nick Radel #Bandstand Meme #Bandstand Broadway #Bandstand Musical

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Jo and Jimmy are true wlw/mlm solidarity and you can quote me on that

#Bandstand #jimmy campbell #Jo Bandstand

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jimmy: what are you doing?

davy: helping johnny find his donuts that i ate an hour ago.

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uhhhh i put wii music over 3 ½ minutes of newsies not knowing what’s going on

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i made a grammatical error… but let’s pretend everything’s fine and enjoy mlb as evan and alex as connor

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here’s thing i did!! because a) teenage dirtbag being a canon jared song makes me laugh, b) all these kids deserve to be happy and have fun and c) what is new years without a very messy rushy animatic right

song by the dear will roland himself…

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and once again lindsay.exe has stopped working

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Deh character's favorite drinks? (Headcanon)

couldn’t tell if you meant drinks or drinks so imma do both

Connor Murphy

-he loves coffee. nothing too bitter or too sweet. he’s the type to drink cold coffee during cold weather and hot coffee during hot weather. it drives zoe insane.

-he will down 1000 long island iced teas if he can. he may not be a fan of overly sweet drinks but he can make an exception for alcohol.

Jared Kleinman

-he slorp lotsa soda. he’ll cut your hand off for a liter of dr. pepper but any carbonated cancer coated sugar in a can will do.

-vodka. he hates the taste, but loves to get fucked up quick. plus the fact that theres almost ALWAYS a few bottles of vodka at parties and a shotglass with his name on it he figures the familiarity doesnt hurt.

Evan Hansen

-he really likes tea! green tea is his favorite but he also really likes jasmine. it makes his mouth feel dry if it steeps too long so he usually only leaves the jasmine in for a minute before taking it out. jared makes fun of him for it because “hes practically just drinking hot green water”

-go hard or go home. he doesnt drink often. sure, he has fun when hes drunk and hes a million times less nervous but the process of getting drunk has always been a bit unappealing. but god when he does he can surprisingly handle his shit. he never understood what the big deal was but jared still pales every time he tells the story of how evan chugged an entire bottle of tequila after already having two cups of rum like it was nothing. despite the fact evan can drink strong/burny alcohol like its nothing, he really loves the fruity cocktail drinks you usually see girls get at a club.

Zoe Murphy

-hot chocolate! partially because its just a warm and sweet drink that makes her feel good, but some of her only untainted childhood memories were of winter and hot chocolate.

-she loves daiquris! anything fruity to be honest. she and evan made margaritas one night and they experimented with lots of ingredients and recipes they found on pinterest. her favorite mix that they made was definitely the jolly rancher margaritas.

Alana Beck

-iced teas with one packet of sugar. has to be the pink packet. zoe teases her when they go on dates and alana immediately looks to see if the pink packets are there. alana always pouts and insists that they just taste better.

-champagne! alana isnt much of a party person. at least not the kind that jared and connor are. but shes in her natural domain when it comes to galas, fundraisers, business parties, anything formal. wind and champagne are her go to and luckily they just so happen to be the go to drink for such occassions!

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JUST FORGET THE FUCKING COOKIE  CAUSE IT’S NOT ABOUT THE COOKIE 

(Will Roland could sing about anything and I’d still fall to my knees)

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Comparison of everyone who has played Evan Hansen as of 4/10/18 singing the climax of words fail

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will roland aka cutest person to ever live

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The Unholy Trinity

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Compromised Retrograde (Michael Mell x Reader)

Word Count: 2801 

A/N: Ahh! I finally finished it! I also definitely watched the movie and honestly, it was really good! I’m happy that this was requested so I could watch a movie! Uhh but as always, if you want something different or want it revised, please don’t hesitate to ask! And keep your eyes on this blog, I have more coming and I’m finally going to do some congratulatory 200 follower things that were requested!! Enjoy! 

Trigger Warnings: Mentions of smoking weed, a bong, IF I MISSED ANYTHING PLEASE LET ME KNOW

Michael practically jumped down his basement stairs, hang-time caught at an all time low as he bounded down each wooden structure. He was lucky that his socks didn’t cause him to slip and possibly hurt himself, but his mind was preoccupied. As soon as his feet hit the basement floor, he turned on the lights and looked around. Friday night, meaning you’d be over there in about an hour and a half; meaning that he’d have to clean up literally any mess that he and Jeremy had made from the nights before. He spies the vacuum next to the all too white bathroom that he knew one of his moms just cleaned, because they too had gotten used to the typical ritual of you coming over and spending your evening, and sometimes all night, with Michael. 

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dear theatre kids

2019’s going to be a good year for all of us, and here’s why.

be more chill’s going on broadway first thing in the year

the lightning thief tour

our first 16 year old evan hansen

falsettos tour

and probably more that i’m forgetting please add to em in the reblogs

- and here’s to you all having an amazing year in 2019.

you’ll get that callback audition. you’ll get that role. you’ll see that show. you’ll get that cast album. you’ll meet the cast. you’ll finally manage to perfectly sing that one musical song. you’ll get those tickets.

2019’s going to be fucking great for us

so get out there and seize the day

- quinn

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