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shredsandpatches · 21 days
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I mean in an actual opera of Good Omens I'd definitely make Aziraphale a countertenor
...although if he were just a regular tenor you could cast Michael Spyres in the part he was born to play and just throw in some crazy-ass high notes for funsies and because you have Michael Spyres to sing them. Hmmmm. Now I am extremely torn about this opera that does not exist and that my always-dubious-even-when-I-wrote-music-regularly composition skills are not up to anyway.
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hi there Ash! after the recent posts about the 60s-70s leftist background of Miyazaki, Takahata and Oshii, which pulled in some specific details new to me... I was wondering if also you happened to know anything about the background of Hiroyuki Okiura as well?
i wonder mostly based on the different spin he put on Oshii's Kerberos franchise in Jin-Roh - Oshii wrote the script but the film has a very different emotional tenor to his live action films and even the manga. but it's quite hard to find a lot of sources on Okiura's life in English outside of the films he worked on!
('course for all I know it might just be all "put nose to the grindstone and animated intensely from age 5" lol, there's no reason there has to be a story like "the protest scene in jin-roh draws on xyz real experience")
I don't know too much about Okiura, honestly - but that maybe isn't my fault, he is I believe not an interview guy, and is not one to go off-the-cuff on any and all topics at a moment's notice (a requirement for being a member of 1968 Kids club). Still, from what I know I would definitely not slot him into that category?
Trivially, he was born in 1966 - too late for the gen. More substantially, he is one of those guys who is just obsessed with the craft of animation - reading any and all manga as a kid, dropping out of highschool at age 16 to work at Anime Earl, not really going to college or having any other kind of exposures that would radicalize someone of that era. Every interview I see with Okiura is one like this; extremely detailed discussion of animation frame rates, cut counts, color choices, reference material, etc; even the plots of the projects he has worked on don't come up very much, let alone the themes.
I think realism is absolutely an obession of his - if you did the opening of Knocking on Heaven's Door it sort of has to be - and that realism is what made him so good on project's like Oshii's, key animation on Akira, yadda yadda. But I view that as an artistic obsession, the aesthetics of realism and grit and all that. Obviously he may just be very private about his politics, and I am not saying he like doesn't 'understand' these things, of course he does. I just don't see any indication that its a passion of his. I view him as card carrying member of the 80's "apolitical otaku" that grew in popularity at the time, and probably one of the more prominent members of that diffuse group. Real "Simulacra vs the Database" vibes, he is that second gen where anime exists for its own purpose.
And I think that commitment shines through in his work- his realism is very focused on the humanity of the subject, its a 'camera' devoid of judgement if that makes sense. It works just as well in Jin-Roh as in say Your Name for that reason.
Though funnily enough his uncle is Okiura Kazuteru, a Japanese marxist sociologist whose career was spent documenting the ethinc minorities of Japan and advocating against discrimination, and when he was at University of Tokyo in the late 50's was a member of the Communist Party and possibly, debately, tried to assassinate a journalist? He is absolutely one of the Anpo Generation, so it is in the blood!
...also when looking up interviews I did find the opening quote from an interviewer: "Hiroyuki Okiura is a thigh man". I take it all back, this is the only politics that matters in the end.
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monotonous-minutia · 11 months
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talk about an opera you don’t normally get to talk about
Martha is an opera that is so underrated honestly. I mean when you think of it, it has it all--wacky adventures, mistaken/secret identities, love at first sight, idiots in love, the classic soprano/tenor + mezzo/baritone pairings, bops all over the place, gay vibes, a conspicuous quartet talking about how quiet and fast they should be, adorable hijinks, a bass in a white wig reading from a huge book, exhilarating choruses, arias so beautiful they elicit tears and ensembles so hilarious they also elicit tears, and a libretto so full of jokes and puns you can barely keep up with it.
Plus, I love how female-driven the opera is, being primarily from the soprano and mezzo's point of view.
and the characters are so great. We have Lady Harriet, who starts off as your typical stuck-up noblewoman who thinks it will be fun to pretend to be below her station for a day. but throughout the course of the story she learns that the whole idea of "stations" actually has nothing to do with what people are really like and in the end (spoilers) gives up everything to do with her station to be with the person she loves and lead a life she never knew she wanted.
Lionel, her love interest, is kinda your typical dreamy whiny tenor but we love that about him. He's never wanted anything more than what he has and his relationship with his surrogate brother Plunkett is so sweet. they tease each other like real brothers and are incredibly devoted to each other. Lionel is immediately smitten with Harriet (who tells him her name is Martha) and at one point literally throws himself at her feet. his despair is pretty melodramatic but hey, it's opera, and Flotow's music makes us belief every hyperbolic statement. and I love how in the end (spoilers again) when he finds out he's been royalty this entire time, he rejects it immediately and chooses to stay with the life and family he's known as long as he can remember. going along with Harriet's realization, Lionel proves that wealth and station aren't as meaningful as true love and family.
Plunkett (which, by the way, is my favorite name ever) is THEE comic baritone. He's so gruff and sarcastic but deep down a total sap and such a sweetie. He is so devoted to Lionel that he puts his own desires on hold in order to help his brother. even when the love of his life is standing right in front of him flirting mercilessly.
which leads us to NANCY!! Nancy has my whole entire heart. She is EVERYTHING--devoted, sweet, sassy, quick-witted, vindictive, a shameless flirt, and has some of the best bops in the show. I love her so much. She loves Harriet and works so hard to make her feel better. she has sympathy for the farmers and maids right off the bat. she says she wishes that there could be a court for farmers next to the court for nobles. (the pun comes across better in German. I have a huge literary crush on FW Riese.) she is SO sassy with Plunkett which makes him immediately smitten with her and is such a troublemaker, knocking over her spinning wheel and then running away pursued by Plunkett and apparently proceeds to knock everything over in the kitchen and sasses back when Plunkett calls her out. (also, she and Plunkett are alone in the kitchen knocking things over for like ten minutes while Lionel and Harriet have their romantic moment, so either Nancy is really good at hiding or these two were getting a head start on their relationship. I really want a production where when they come back she's wearing his hat or they've switched shirts or something.) She gets to chase Plunkett with a bow and arrow (and her flock of fellow huntresses) like she's manifesting Artemis.
she and Plunkett have seriously the best most underrated comic love duet in all of opera:
(my favorite)
(another good one, tempo's a bit slow for me but the vocal acting is great, I wish they'd filmed this!!)
I love this duet so much, it's so cheeky and hilarious and sweet. it's different from most duets because it's continuing their fake-obliviousness, their refusal to acknowledge each other's and their own feelings, the hints and teasing building and building, with a sweet ending but also infuriating because they're not quite there! "Brotherly love comes first" "but then maybe he'll ask me" I CAN'T HANDLE THESE TWO they get this ridiculous little coloratura call-and-response at the end it makes me cry.
I could talk about them for hours lol. I wish this opera was more popular because I'd watch so many productions of this and love to see so many performers in these roles.
okay on that note some fantasy casting, as long as I'm here:
Renée Fleming as Harriet/Martha PLEASE!!!! she is so famous for singing "The Last Rose of Summer" it is an actual crime we don't get her in the whole opera. I'd like to see Nadine Sierra or Karine Deshayes sing it too.
if Susanne Mentzer were still acting I would lovvve to see her as Nancy. I think Joyce DiDonato would fit the role to a T too. Also Frederica von Stade or Ann Murray in their heydays.
I think Jonas Kaufmann would be a good Lionel. he gets some quality time with the floor in this opera. also the way he makes some kinda whiny tenors be endearing. Juan Diego Flórez would be a dream in this too.
I need Peter Mattei as Plunkett like yesterday. Simon Keenlyside was my first fantasy cast for this role and I'd love to see that too.
I want more people to know about this opera. I mean seriously, this opera has two of the most famous arias ever. "Ach so fromm" is on so many tenors' solo albums and pretty much everyone knows "Letzte Rose" even if they think they don't (yeah I know Flotow didn't write it but still).
the fact that so few people even know what this opera is saddens me. maybe because German comic opera in general is kinda neglected, and Flotow wasn't terribly famous, but by golly this opera has enough to carry itself to the common repertoire if people would just give it a chance.
anyway I love this opera, thanks for giving me an outlet to scream about it <3
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jelly-belly-fish · 3 years
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As much as I will miss the deep, rumbling voice that Glamrock Freddy had in the teaser trailer, I actually like his new voice. It’s softer, calmer, more sweet sounding, and honestly gives off more of a “paternal figure” vibe. Especially when he says “I promise”. That just made me feel extra soft.
Also, I think they made Freddy more higher pitched because Montgomery already has a deep, gruff voice. If the two were both deep voiced, it would be a little confusing to understand who is talking. Along with that, from a musical standpoint, it’d be weird to have two basses (Freddy’s old voice and Montgomery’s voice) and two sopranos (Chica and Roxanne’s voices, presumably) with no tenors in between. So I think this was a good choice on Steel Wool’s part.
Glamrock Freddy just sounds more like dad now, let’s be real.
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lochtayboatsong · 3 years
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The Jesus Christ Superstar essay absolutely no one asked for.
Last weekend, I watched the pro-shot of the 2012 arena tour of Jesus Christ Superstar starring Ben Forster, Tim Minchin, and Melanie C, because it was Easter and it was up on YT for the weekend.  I never managed to do my annual listen-through of Leonard Bernstein’s Mass this year, as is my usual Easter tradition, so I figured “Why not watch/listen to this instead?”  It was my first time seeing and hearing JCS in full, and Y’ALL, it has been living rent-free in my brain ever since.  I have a mighty need to get my thoughts out, so here they are, in chronological order by song.  
1) Prologue: I love the way JCS 2012 makes use of the arena video screen.  The production design and concept clearly took a lot of inspiration from the “Occupy ______” movement, which makes it feel a bit dated now.  But every single production of JCS is a product of its time period, so this is a feature and not a bug.  
2) Heaven On Their Minds: This is a straight-up rock song.  It wouldn’t be out of place on any rock and roll album released between 1970 and 2021, and it boggles my mind that Webber and Rice were both in their early twenties when they wrote it.  Also, the lyric “You’ve begun to matter more than the things you say” hits hard no matter the year.
3) What’s the Buzz: A+ use of the arena screens again, this time bringing in social media to set the tone.  Also, this song establishes right from the outset that Jesus is burnt out and T I R E D by this point in the story.  Seriously, can we just let this man have a nap?
4) Strange Thing Mystifying: Judas publicly calls out Mary and Jesus claps back.  Folx, get you a partner who will defend your honor the way Jesus defends MM in this scene.  Also Jesus loses his shoes and is mostly barefoot for the remainder of the show.
5) Everything’s Alright: Okay, this is one of the songs I have A LOT to say about.  First, it’s important to know that I was a church musician throughout all of my adolescence and into my early adulthood.  The pianist at the services I usually played at was a top-notch jazz pianist, and also my piano teacher for about six years while I as in high school and undergrad.  (Incidentally, I had a HUGE crush on his son, who was/is a jazz saxophonist and clarinetist and also played in the church band, but that’s a story for another day.)  One of the hymns we played a few times a year was called “Sing of the Lord’s Goodness,” which is notable for being in 5/4 time.  Whenever this hymn was on the schedule, it was usually the recessional, or the last song played as the clergy processed out and the congregation got ready to leave, so we were able to have some fun with it.  After a couple verses the piano player and his son would usually morph it into “Take Five,” a famous jazz standard by Dave Brubeck which is also in 5/4 time.  Anyway, the first time I listened to this song in full, it got to Judas’s line “People who are hungry, people who are starving,” and I sat bolt upright and went “HOLY SHIT THIS IS ‘SING OF THE LORD’S GOODNESS/TAKE FIVE.’”  And I was ricocheted back in time to being fourteen and trying to keep up with this father/son duo in a cavernous Catholic church while simultaneously making heart-eyes at the son.  Final note: This is the only song in the musical to feature all three leads (Jesus, Judas, and Mary Magdalene) and is mostly Jesus and MM being soft with each other in between bouts of Jesus and Judas snarling at one another.
6) This Jesus Must Die: I LOVE that all the villains in this production are in tailored suits.  LOVE IT.  Also, Caiaphas and Annas are a comedy duo akin to “the thin guy and the fat guy,” except in this case it’s “the low basso profundo and the high tenor.”  Excellent use of the arena video screen again, this time as CCTV.
7) Hosanna: My background as a church musician strikes back again.  It honestly took me two or three listens to catch it, but then I had another moment of sitting bolt upright and going “HOLY SHIT THIS IS A PSALM.”  Psalms sung in church usually take the form of call-and-response, with a cantor singing the verses and the congregation joining in for the chorus.  If I close my eyes during this song, I have no trouble imagining Jesus as a church cantor singing the verses and then bringing the congregation in for the “Ho-sanna, Hey-sanna” chorus. 
8) Simon Zealotes: This is part “Gloria In Excelsis” and part over-the-top Gospel song.  Honestly it’s not my favorite, but it marks an important mood change in the show.  The end of “Hosanna” is probably Jesus at his happiest in the entire show, and then Simon comes in and sours the mood by trying to tip the triumphant moment into a violent one.  Jesus is not truly happy again from this moment on.
9) Poor Jerusalem: Also not my fave.  It kinda reads like Webber and Rice realized that Jesus didn’t have a solo aria in Act I, so they came up with this.  But it has the distinction of containing the lyric, “To conquer death you only have to die,” which is the biggest overarching theme of the story.
10) Pilate’s Dream: Pontius Pilate might be the most underrated role in this entire show, and I love that this production has him singing this song while being dressed in judge’s robes.  
11) The Temple: The first half of this is one of the campiest numbers in Act I, at least in this production, and it’s awesome.  The second half is one of the saddest, as Jesus tries to heal the sick but finds there are too many of them.  Also the whole scene is almost entirely in 7/8 time, which I think is just cool.
12) I Don’t Know How To Love Him: Mary Magdalene’s big aria, and one of the songs I knew prior to seeing the full-length show.  This production has MM taking off her heavy lipstick and eye makeup onstage, mid-song, which is kind of cool.  Melanie C says in a BTS interview that MM’s makeup is her armor, so this is a Big Symbolic Moment.
13) Damned For All Time: The scene transition into this song is played entirely in pantomime, and I love it.  The solo guitarist gets to be onstage for a bit, A+ use of the video screen again to show Judas on CCTV, etc.  Love it.  And then this song is Judas frantically rationalizing what he’s doing, and what he’s about to do, with Caiphas and Annas just reacting with raised eyebrows and knowing looks.
14) Blood Money: This is where the tone of the show really takes a turn for the dark.  I think this might be one of Tim Minchin’s finest moments as Judas, because his facial expressions and microexpressions throughout this scene speak absolute volumes.  And the offstage chorus quietly singing “Well done Judas” as he picks up the money is a positively chilling way to end Act I.
15) The Last Supper: Act II begins with major “Drink With Me” vibes.  (Except JCS came WAY before Les Miz, so it’s probably more accurate to say that “Drink With Me” has major “The Last Supper” vibes.)  Jesus and Judas have their knock-down, drag-out fight, and it’s honestly heartbreaking, thanks again to Tim Minchin’s facial expressions.  A well-done production of JCS will really convey that Jesus and Judas were once closer than brothers, even though their relationship is at breaking point when Act I begins.
16) Gethsemane: This is Jesus’s major showpiece and one of my faves.  Jesus knows he has less than 24 hours to live, he knows he’s going to suffer, and worst of all, he doesn’t know whether it’s going to be worth it.  It’s an emotional rollercoaster to watch and to perform, and it goes on for ages: something like 6 or 7 minutes.  Fun fact: the famous G5 is not written in the score.  Ian Gillan, who played Jesus on the original concept album, just sang it that way, so most subsequent Jesuses have also done it that way.  Lindsay Ellis has a great supercut of this on YT.  John Legend notably sang the line as written during the 2018 concert.  
17) The Arrest: Judas’s Betrayer’s Kiss is played differently across different productions.  The 2012 version is pretty tame - I’ve seen clips and gifs of other productions, including the 2000 direct-to-video version, where they kiss fully on the mouth and have to be dragged apart by the guards and it is THE MOST TENDER THING.  Then the 7/8 riff from “The Temple” comes back and the 2012 version lets the video screen do its thing again as Jesus is swarmed by reporters.
18) Peter’s Denial: Not much to say about this one, as it’s basically a scene transition.  But it’s a significant moment in the Passion story, so I’m glad they included it.
19) Pilate and Christ: The 2012 production continues with the theme of Caiaphas, Annas, and Pilate all being bougie af, since Pilate intentionally looks like he just came from tennis practice during this scene.  Also he does pilates...hehehe.
20) King Herod’s Song: Tim Minchin says in a BTS interview that JCS works best when Jesus and Judas are played seriously and the rest of the production is allowed to be completely camp and wild and bizarre all around them, and he is bloody well CORRECT about that.  Case in point: King Herod.  There is not a single production of JCS that I know of where Herod is played “straight.”  He’s been played by everyone from Alice Cooper to Jack Black, and everyone puts a different zany spin on him.  In JCS 2012 he’s a chat show host in a red crushed velvet suit, who is clearly having the time of his LIFE. 
21) Could We Start Again Please: This is another of my faves.  Just a quiet moment where MM, Peter, and the disciples try to grapple with the fact that Jesus is arrested and things are going very, very badly.  This is also my favorite Melanie C moment of the 2012 show.  Her grief is very real, and the little moment she has with Peter at the end is very real.
22) Death of Judas: This is basically Tim Minchin screaming for about five minutes, and incredibly harrowing to watch on first viewing.  
23) Trial Before Pilate: Possibly my single favorite scene in the entire 2012 production.  This is another harrowing watch, but there’s so much to take in.  The “set” that the entire show takes place on is essentially just a massive staircase, and the people with power are almost always positioned above the people without power.  In this scene, the crowd shouting “Crucify Him!” is positioned above Pilate, which is a very telling clue to Pilate’s psychology during this scene.  Jesus is at the very bottom of the stairs, of course.  Excellent use of the video screen once again during the 39 Lashes, to show the lash marks building and building until the entire screen is a wash of red.  Pilate’s counting also gets more and more frantic, especially starting around “20.”  And all the while the guitar riff from “Heaven On Their Minds” is playing.  Jesus’s line “Everything is fixed and you can’t change it” is played quite differently in different productions - here it’s defiant, but elsewhere (in JCS 2000 for example) it’s almost tender, like Jesus is absolving Pilate for his part in the trial.  But it always ends the same - with Pilate almost screaming as he passes the sentence and “washes his hands” of the whole sorry business. 
24) Superstar: The most over-the-top number in the show.  Judas, who died two scenes ago, comes back to sing this.  There are soul singers.  There are girls in skimpy angel costumes.  The parkour guys from the prologue are back.  Judas pulls a tambourine out of hammerspace midway through the song.  And Jesus is silently screaming and crying as he gets hoisted onto a lighting beam while all this is going on.
25) The Crucifixion: More of a spoken-word piece than a song, it’s Jesus’s final words on the cross over eerie piano music, and another harrowing watch.
26) John 19:41: An instrumental piece in which Jesus is taken from the cross and carried, at last, to the top of the stairs, before being lowered out of sight as the video screen turns into a memorial wall and everything fades to black.
So.  I know I’m anywhere from three to fifty-one years late to this particular party, but I am on the JCS bandwagon now and I’m thoroughly enjoying myself.  :)
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princessmisery666 · 4 years
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Behind Closed Doors
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Summary: Bucky has been ghosting her. She doesn’t know why. The whole thing is slowly killing her, losing her friend, not knowing what she did wrong. When the opportunity arises she confronts him.
Warnings: angst, cheating, language, mentions of depression.
W/C: 1.8k
Characters: Bucky Barnes, OC/reader (could be either I guess).
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader.
Notes: First person POV (unnamed reader/oc whichever you prefer). I don’t know why I just started writing and it happened this way. GIF in title card found on tenor. @firefly-graphics made the divider.
A/N: I had a dream about someone I should not be dreaming about. I told Manda Panda and she said it gave her Bucky vibes so here we are. 
Betas: @pinknerdpanda // @slytherkins // all mistakes are my own.
A one shot turned into a mini series (surprise, surprise). 
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Bucky won’t look at me. He hasn’t even acknowledged my presence. I’ve put on a brave face, smiled at the other friends gathered to celebrate Steve’s birthday. Our friends seem oblivious to the fact we’re not joined at the hip like usual, except maybe Steve. He’s shot me a few wry smiles when he catches me staring at Bucky, pleading silently for him to just look at me.
I don’t know what I’ve done wrong. Bucky’s my friend, and has been for a long time. We used to spend a lot of time together; at the gym five times a week, dinners or breakfast for a real catch up. Sunday’s are our “cheat days”, we work out then go and eat greasy food. But it’s been almost two weeks since we last spoke. I’ve tried all forms of communication, but I’ve heard nothing back. He’s been noticeably absent from the gym, and his assistant constantly lies to me and tells me ‘he’s in a meeting’.
Honestly, the whole thing is slowly killing me. I can’t put something right if I don’t know what’s wrong. The idea of hurting him or upsetting him in any way makes me sick to my stomach. 
Bucky laughs at something Sam has said, and the sound carries across the bar to me. I can’t help but stare at him. Maybe if he feels eyes burning into him, he’ll finally look at me, and I’ll be able to figure out exactly what the hell went wrong.
He doesn’t. He finishes the last of his beer, puts the empty bottle on the table and walks toward the toilets.
I see an opportunity and I can’t let it pass, so after a minute, I excuse myself from Wanda’s company and follow after him. I reach the door just as the hand dryer shuts off and I plant myself firmly in front of it. Determination, and perhaps stubbornness, takes over and I wait.
The lock disengages and as soon as I see a crack of light I’m pushing my way in. He stumbles back, and a scowl pinches his brow, but when he registers it’s me, his eyes immediately drop to the floor. They remain there when I’ve turned back from locking the door again. 
“I’m sick of this shit. Ghosting me?!” I’m angrier than I thought, and my finger pokes into his chest while I talk. “What the fuck did I do?”
He shakes his head, taking a step back with every jab until his butt hits the sink, but still he won’t meet my eyes. “Nothing.”
Bullshit! “So why won’t you look at me?”
“I just need to take a step back, put some distance between us.”
As far as I’m concerned the two feet of space currently between us is enough distance, though I know that’s not what he means. “Why? I don’t get it. Why the sudden need for space?”
“Leave it alone, please,” he sighs, cheeks puffing with the gesture. But he’s still, frustratingly, talking to the floor.
“Leave what alone? You? Our friendship?”
“Yes!” he snaps at the tiled floor. 
I’m shocked to silence for a moment. After a bad breakup, losing my home and being unemployed after quitting what was an awful job, I fell into a deep depression. Antidepressants and attempting to eat my feelings made me gain a lot of weight, which made me more depressed. 
Bucky was there every step of the way, and though he knew no quick fix for my depression, he was a qualified personal trainer, so he knew how to fix at least one of my problems. He helped me lose weight, he trained with me every single day, he encouraged me and I honestly don’t know where I’d be right now without him. I can’t just forget that. 
If I’ve done something to jeopardise that, I should, at least, get the opportunity to fix it. And if that’s not what he wants, I’ll walk away, but I just need to know why. 
“No, I can’t do that,” I say, “At least, not until I know what I’ve done to deserve being treated like shit.”
He stays silent, tries to step around me but I block his path and walk backward until I’m flat against the door.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t want you to feel-” he tries, but I interrupt. 
“I don’t need an apology!” I spit. I’ve had a glimpse of my life without him the last week or so, and I don’t like it. I need him back. My voice cracks slightly, but I control it enough to continue, “I need an explanation.”
He growls deep in his throat and takes a small step away from me again. His fingers scrape through his hair, and he fists a handful before yelling, “I’m jealous, okay?”
Jealous. Jealous of what? That makes no sense. Now I’m angry and confused as hell. But before I get to ask what the hell he’s talking about he continues. 
“I’m crazy fucking jealous thinking about that guy with his hands all over you.”
That guy? Does he mean Kane? The guy I met a few weeks ago on a night out with Nat and Wanda? The night before our last conversation? It doesn’t make sense, I mean it does make sense but it also doesn’t. I meet a guy, tell Bucky about it (like I have before) and then Bucky stops talking to me. He’s jealous of me with a guy, that’s the part that doesn't make sense. 
“But you’re…” My eyes involuntarily filter down to his left hand and I watch as he makes a fist as if that will conceal what I’m looking at. 
“Yeah, I’m married,” he says, exasperated. “That’s why I need to take a step back. I just need a minute.” Finally, he gives me what I’ve been craving, and he looks at me. Dead square in the eyes, but I wish he hadn’t because I can see the determination behind his next words. “I’ll get over it.” 
He holds my eyes for a second, waiting for me to respond but I don’t have anything to give him. I’m still angry and even more confused than when I didn’t know what was wrong. We’re friends, have only ever been friends, except that one time back in high school. But that was a lifetime ago.
The dynamic has changed, he sees me in a different light than before, there’s no going back or getting ‘over it’. I don’t want to lose him. The last few weeks haven’t been easy, I don’t know how I’d cope if this was the new normal. I don’t want this revelation to be the end of us. 
He looks sorry, for himself or the whole silent treatment thing, who knows? But after I offer no reply, he steps closer and I hold my breath. I don’t know what I was expecting, why his sudden proximity scares me, but when he reaches around me to put his hand on the lock I know I’m not ready for this conversation to be over. I know this is completely wrong. There’s no excuse or justification, but now the idea of us being closer has been put in my head it’s all I can think about.
I put my hand flat on the centre of his chest and gently push against him. He pulls back, enough to be able to look down at me, but leaves his hand on the lock.
“What if I don’t want you to?” I swallow to try and work some saliva back into my dry throat, to explain what I mean. It sounds so loud, even to me, and he must hear the nervous shake of my voice because a smirk flickers on his mouth. “What if I don’t want you to get over it?”
Now he looks confused, his brow pinched together. His breath catches, and for a split second, I think I’ve made him angry somehow. His heart begins to race under my hand, and I’m certain he’s pissed at me. Until he tentatively dips his head, and I feel his breath ghost over my lips.
It’s more than slow motion, if there is such a thing. Maybe he’s giving me a chance to stop him, and somewhere, deep down, I know I should. I take a breath, ready to tell him to stop, that I don’t want to be the reason he ruins his life, but it seems I’ve lost my ability to speak. Or that I don’t want him to stop. The nervous flutter in my stomach, the sudden rush of blood in my ears, and my brain anticipating what is about to happen is too loud to listen to anything else.
His lips press to mine. It’s the lightest kiss I’ve ever experienced. Nevertheless, as soon as my eyes drop closed, I’m frozen to the spot. My brain is telling my hands to touch his face, or to pull him closer, but fear of breaking the spell, and him pulling away only makes them twitch hesitantly. 
Bucky draws back before my hands can decide what to do, and his eyes slowly flutter open. We’re both panting for breath, which seems strange, it was a short, simple kiss. But the emotions are coursing through me like electricity, and his heart rate hasn’t slowed. 
He looks almost annoyed, did he expect something more? Was he hoping that kissing me would make him realize that it was all in his head, like in the movies, two friends that finally kiss realizing it's all wrong and they just laugh it off. 
Maybe that’s what I should do? Laugh it off, tell him I felt nothing, but that only makes tears pool in my eyes.
He blurs in my vision as the tears fight for space, and I’m scared to blink in case he’s gone when they clear away. His hand cups my cheek, and the next kiss isn’t gentle. It’s urgent and teeth-clashing. It’s tongues fighting for dominance, it’s hands gripping hips, it’s passionate whimpers with my legs somehow ending up wrapped around his waist, fingers tangled in his hair, desperate moans swallowed down by the other. 
We’re in motion, and Bucky stumbles as his toes hit the base of the porcelain sink, he guides me down to sit on the counter’s edge. His fingers trail a path down my arm, and it makes me shudder. His fingers dance around mine, and then he clasps them together. His hold is almost painful, his fingers digging into my hand, and then suddenly his body isn’t pressed against mine.
He turns his back to me, but his hand still holds mine, and I watch his shoulders rise and fall while I try to catch my own breath. 
I don’t know what to say, or do, so I do nothing. 
Bucky’s fingers grip the lock, but he pauses for the briefest of seconds, looking up at the ceiling. I think he’s going to say something, but he sighs heavily, and his chin drops to his chest before he slides the lock open. He pulls the door open, turns his head slightly to look over his shoulder at me, and I see the tears in his eyes match my own. 
He walks slowly until our fingers can no longer reach the other, and then he’s gone.
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Part 2 -When One Door Closes...
It was supposed to be a one shot but it turned in to a mini series. #SorryNotSorry
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brakingpoint · 3 years
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id be interested to see what you think each drivers favorite musical or play is, or what their dream role is
omg so this is something i've really been struggling to figure out actually hahaha - a lot of my ideas are less what i think their actual personal dream roles would be & more my conception of their casting type based on absolutely nothing because none of them are actors or MT singers so i'm being shallow as fuck and going solely off like, physicality and ✨vibes✨
drivers i have vague ideas about so far in no particular order:
i think lewis is probably an utterly indimidating triple threat and a versatile one at that so he could probably do just about any role he fancied. however for some reason - i think it's partly because he has such a mellow voice quality in speech that translates very nicely to this kind of repertoire - i can really see him excelling at like older golden age & pre-golden age material. like cole porter, rodgers & hart, that kinda wheelhouse
DANIEL RICCIARDO CURLY OKLAHOMA THAT IS ALL
SPECIFICALLY THE SEXY REVIVAL BUT LETS BE REAL HE'D JUST SMASH THAT OUT OF THE PARK IN ANY PRODUCTION
charles is THEEEEE romantic lead tenor boy. he graduates drama school and casting directors are screaming crying fighting tripping over each other trying to cast him as like, raoul in phantom and marius in les mis. i'll accept no other charles casting thoughts i'm literally 100% right and correct on this
lando is going to end up in dear evan hansen understudying jared and evan. he goes on as connor once and it just does not work to a borderline comical degree
i actually, funnily enough considering i am a full time pierre girl, have no clue about pierre. he honestly 100% strikes me as a perpetual swing who is easily talented enough to be a principal but gets passed over every time, which is very typical for pierre tbh
max is almost EXCLUSIVELY cast in like, bad boy [with a heart of gold] type roles. like i see him with a practically identical resume to jeremy jordan. specifically i have a VERY vivid mental image of him as clyde in bonnie & clyde which honestly might 100% be down to the song "when i drive" but if you're gonna look me in the eye and tell me that isn't a max song then you're simply wrong
everyone else i have no clue. oh except seb trains as an actor for his undergrad degree but is like, one of those people who ends up helping out with everything on the productions he's in because he loves to help and is also infinitely more competent than half the actual crew & production team and then he retrains as a music director for his MA. i am absolutely certain about this. my source is i am training to be a music director so i know the kind of person you have to be to be an MD, and that person is sebastian vettel
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yallemagne · 3 years
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Miscast AU
Since my brain won’t let me wait till the morning to bring this up, the theatre AU where everyone is miscast has sooo much potential. For JCS (has more biblical characters and a linear plot), I generally have the instinct to assign each person to their opposite/compliment.
Judas is Jesus  Mary is Judas Jesus is Mary Simon and Peter switch Annas and Caiaphas switch Herod and Pilate switch
Wow, Peter, now you’re a terrorist (honestly my first viewing I thought Simon and Peter were the same character played by the same guy - they were hardly there). Simon is a bit bummed he doesn’t get to sing the song literally named after him, but he does get to pull a knife on a Roman Guard. So it’s still a win? 
It’s the Pharisees and Kings that really got me here because Caiaphas is TALL and his voice is LOW, Annas is SHORT and his voice is HIGH. So like either Caiaphas sings Annas’ parts down several octaves, vice versa, or this low low bass has to sing this high high tenor part.   Also they have very different personalities. Would they put Annas in damn stilts??? Would they force Caiaphas to walk around on his knees like he’s playing Lord Farquaad??? Ohh the possibilities.
Herod is flamboyant to the point of being mentally unstable I swear. And then Pilate is super serious and maybe the only rational man here if only he hadn’t given into peer pressure and killed Jesus. Now he’s got a chance to be real sassy (tho the valid Pilates are already sassy). And Herod seems like he’d be a good actor, maybe he’d enjoy being all stoic and serious and spitting everywhere in fury. These two men are gay married and you know that Herod pulled some strings so he could literally get into Pilate’s pants.
I will talk about the big three at some other point in time but that’s a doozy of some vibes right there.
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bastardtetsu · 4 years
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haikyuu + musical theatre boys
hq characters & what they’d be like as musical theatre boys - what they’re good at, what kind of shows they book, how they are to work with, roles they’d play, etc. | starring: sugawara, oikawa, bokuto, kuroo, tendou (+ tsukishima, kenma, akaashi)
for weeks my head has been full of hq!MT boys, inspired by over a decade of being a theatre kid, and @karasimpno has only enabled my debauchery. these are just a few of my faves, but i have more theatre boys where this came from so if this doesn’t flop maybe i will post more hehe
PART 2 
tw swearing, musical theatre references, oikawa slander
SUGAWARA [tenor] this bitch is SO talented it should be illegal and he books like crazy. nothing like a pretty soft boi with the voice of an angel in musical theatre <3 not really a dancer but moves very well, also can act the house down like you think he’s this basic MT boy but then it turns out this mf has range and is not afraid to use it. will go from playing the sweetest, most charming leading man to a complex, terrifying villain, and the whiplash will make you fall in love with him. a dream to work with, obviously. very strong with classical text as well. his ability is frankly terrifying and far too powerful. the type of boy you cold read with once at a callback and never see again, but playing opposite him for those 2 minutes is enough to make you think about him for the rest of your life
lucas in the addams family, anthony in sweeney todd, the princeton/rod or nicky/trekkie/bad idea bear track in avenue Q, the emcee in cabaret PLS
OIKAWA [tenor] let’s be real oikawa already has an MT personality and it’s the worst kind. he thinks he’s rachel berry but really he’s kurt. he still books though bc he’s pretty and sings like an angel~ he can move really well and his jazz/MT style dancing is very strong, can also tap a little but it’s like barely enough to get by. his acting is kinda mediocre but his stage presence is out of this world and he’s hot so it doesn’t rlly matter, he stays booking leading men & disney princes left and right. truly is very talented at what he does, he’s just so annoying about it and constantly fronting all these skills he does not have, like he keeps trying to put leading lady songs in his book in their original key which is just.... not what those pipes are built for girl. bringing a whole new meaning to the nickname “flattykawa”
fiyero in wicked, pippin in pippin, conrad in bye bye birdie, aaron samuels in mean girls, joseph in joseph & the amazing technicolor dreamcoat, just all the basic mt boy shit
BOKUTO [baritone, tenor, everything in between, HIS RANGE] an absolute star. all-around amazing dancer (those muscles aren’t just for show babyyy) but especially tap and partnering (imagine him just lifting u.. god) powerhouse vocals across the board, his diaphragm is insane. he’s the type of MT who is always yelling even when they aren’t on stage, not even aware of it he’s just loud asf. always spitting everywhere too. no one is safe. acting is probably his weakest point just bc he doesn’t have a lot of versatility style-wise, but in no way is he bad at it i meannnnn have u seen how expressive and energetic that man is?? he does literally any golden age musical comedy leading man soooo well and is a blast to work with, such posi vibes & the character choices his himbo brain comes up with are so silly they’re genius
don lockwood in singin in the rain, gabey in on the town, bobby in crazy for you, jimmy in nice work if you can get it, robert in drowsy chaperone, will in oklahoma!
KUROO [baritenor] one of those fuckers who started doing theatre by accident, and immediately started booking out the wazoo with no training because he’s naturally talented and hot. i hate him so much. has that “idgaf i don’t have to try” aura about him, but his work ethic is actually?? really good??? once he starts learning more he really does put the work in. has that feeling of ease in his stage presence & good instincts that make up for his lack of training, plus his vocals have no right sounding that good on their own wtf. fucker thinks he’s frank sinatra, and honestly, it’s criminal how good he is at golden age material when most of what he books is contemporary bc of his dumb hair he’s not exactly a dancer but like…. bitch can move. plus he’s got body so that helps him a lot. mostly books leads anyway because that’s just how it goes when ur a hotboy with charm and talent. also he can fieRCE classical text??!?? (hint: it’s bc he’s a nerd) just stop being talented already jesus
melchior in spring awakening, sky masterson in guys & dolls, demetrius in midsummer, BENEDICK IN MUCH ADO PLS I NEED IT FOR MY HEALTH
TENDOU [countertenor] kicks ass at everything like he’s so talented and so versatile. vocals are insane, he has mad range and can do any number of character voices/impressions/dialects/what have you. his falsetto is unmatched (nice try flattykawa). we been knew his instincts are killer - character acting, comedy, improv, clown, mime, devised/alt theatre, contemporary MT, golden age MT, classical text you name it he can slay it all. his resume is so chaotic. he can body a super intense scene too, i feel like he trained in meisner & got traumatized from it and for a while he had an issue with getting too into character & doing crazy shit bc it was “method,” but eventually learned better<3 excellent mover, used to be a trina ballerina so his technique always shocks people even though he’s been out of practice for a long time (the dance world can be toxic and he was over it, so he yeeted all the way out of there a while ago). all around a wild human being with the ability to transform into numerous other wild human beings, creatures, abstract concepts, etc.
beetlejuice in beetlejuice, almost any track in cats but especially mungojerrie, mary sunshine in chicago, the porter in macbeth, CALIBAN IN THE TEMPEST PLEASEPLEASRPKEASE
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+BONUS: NOT MTs
characters who have zero MT energy but still fit elsewhere in the theatre world:
TSUKKI is a sound tech who is mean to performers esp during sound check, has a particular vitriol against MTs (except yamaguchi)
KENMA is an ASM who rarely gives a fuck, also does lighting & projection design. doesn’t hate MTs like tsukki, but their energy is usually a lot for him so he tends to avoid
AKAASHI is a playwright & dramaturg, but he used to act and can recite shakespeare on a dime, sonnets, soliloquys, whatever ur heart desires <3 may also play an instrument and sometimes writes lil songs but he doesn’t flex them bc he’s shy bby
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sooibian · 4 years
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Flambé (Preview)
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poster and edits/collage credits to @is-that-baekhyuns-shirt !
🍜 pairing: kyungsoo x fem!reader
🍜 description: pull up a chair. take a taste. come join us. life is so endlessly delicious. - ruth reichl
🍜 themes: fluff, crack (ish), slight angst, a lil bit of spice (in the future), rivals to lovers au
🍜 word count: ~ 2.8k
🍜 a/n: a little preview of a chef kyungsoo story that i've been working on. while i have the plot fleshed out it'll honestly be a while before the long one/two-shot comes out since a lot of research goes into the details. and....i write at a snail's pace. thank you for your patience and lmk if you'd like a tag in the updates!
this story is inspired by a lot of random yt videos and netflix's shows - street food and chef's table.
tagging *deep breath* @j-pping and @changshapatrol (the real rotten banana is here!)
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Water bobbed in frenetic bubbles in a massive ancient stone pot that was perched atop a fort of raging wood. Amidst brutal peals of thunder, a gushing stream rose from a nearby hill, obscuring the shrill cries of the sacrificial crab.
Chanting a spell, you lifted the enormous crustacean by its pincers and lowered it into the growling, pitch black utensil. Blubbering helplessly, it lodged its claws at the rim of the pot in desperation - seeking escape. The sound of your maniacal laughter reverberated through the cave as you thrust it back into the violent undulation with the flick of a bladed-spatula. 
All of a sudden, a wave of unconsciousness swept over you. You felt your skin singe as boiling water started to fill up your lungs. 
You were alone - at the bottom of the very same utensil.
“Help!” frantic, you staggered up, gasping for air. But the bladed-spatula wielding crab, who was now free and hovering over you, roared at your defenseless form.
Maybe your spell didn't land, you thought. 
“Please, Chef!” you whimpered. 
In one swift motion, it swooshed down to your eye level. 
Bushy black brows sprouted on its forehead, just a little over a pair of big brown circles for eyes. Then came the nose, followed by a bloody red mouth that snarled at you.
zzzz... 
“Late again?” It drawled in a jarring tenor.
zzzz...
zzzz...
zzzz…
4:00 a.m., your phone blinked.
In a sleep befuddled state, your hand reached out for the wailing device. ‘Late again’, Chef’s cold, deep voice sounded in your consciousness as you wiped the droplets of sweat off your forehead.
Chef. 
Doh Kyungsoo had insisted on the title and you'd defiantly refused to call him that. What business does a man working at a Kalguksu stand in Gwangjang Market have, being called a chef. You'd seeked redressal with the higher ups. The owner. Your aunt.
"Aegiya, he has something that you don't."
"A dick?"
"YAH! He has a degree in culinary arts. It's only befitting that we give him the respect his degree deserves!"
"Imo, haven't you watched Parasite? Anyone can forge documents these days and if so then why is he here? He could very well get a job at Four Seasons like Hyun Jin. Think, Imo. Think!” 
“Exactly! With forged documents, he could be anywhere. But he’s here, no?”
“Maybe you’re just easier to manipulate.”
"Chef. You're calling him Chef."
Every time the egotistical madman opened that darned mouth of his, it made you want to knock him down with a roundhouse and beat the living daylights out of him. 
But, with a deep breath, you always resisted the temptation. 
Because one day, one glorious day, you’d take over your aunt’s business and the very first item on your agenda would be….well, the obvious. With a glimmer of hope, you floundered out of your comforter, muttering every cuss word you’d learnt...and crafted in the course of working with the devil himself.
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“Ahh 3000 is a bit too much for cucumbers", he said to the middle aged vendor, flashing a boyish grin. 
The face of sourcing had drastically changed in the last six months since Kyungsoo’s arrival. Prior to his dictatorship, your aunt had a tie up with some of the local vendors who’d hand deliver the produce every single day, without fail. Guess Kyungsoo didn’t fully comprehend the benefits of customer loyalty. ‘There could be better quality ingredients out there, Sajangnim...economically priced, I might add’, he’d convinced your aunt using his military corporal voice. No matter if it meant awkward break-ups with the vegetables ahjumma or the prawns ahjussi. You had to do the dirty work.
And tag along for the routine 5 a.m sourcing runs. Every morning, he greeted you with an accusatory ‘you’ve killed my cat’ expression.
You groaned, shifting your weight from one foot to the other. If only he’d quit flirting with every woman in the market and hurry up! The purchases had long exceeded the capacity of your humble cart. Flailing your numb arms awake, you urged him to speed up with a nudge of the knee but he glared at you like you’d asked him for a kidney. 
Kyungsoo had a tendency to overbuy but never would he help with a single bag. ‘I don’t like to sweat’ was his excuse. Which was pretty ridiculous considering he spent over ten hours a day overseeing a scorching frying pan. But you knew better than to argue. Because as much as you loathed every fibre of his existence, he terrified you a little. The man possessed the duality of a psychopath. As fierce as he was in the Market, ruthlessly competitive even, he was quite the sweet talker. And you could bet your life on the fact that every woman - whether or not a rival - would take a bullet for him.
“Ahdeul-ah”, the woman cooed at him, making your insides violently contort, “you know how tight the market is these days. But I’ll throw in some more only for you.” 
The additional weight of three kilos on your right arm ended your sourcing run for the day.
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“Chef”, huffing, you said to him on your way out, “I had a late night last night.”
“And I need to be privy to this little nugget of unwarranted information because?” He paced ahead of you at his usual lightning speed.
“No, I meant, could we stop”, panting you continued, “could we stop for a quick cup of coffee.”
Halting abruptly, he turned around to look you in the eyes, “No.”
“Asshole!”
“I heard that.”
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Monday at Choi Yoonsun’s was busier than usual. 
It went by in a daze amidst a cacophony of a sizzling girdle, clanging of pots and pans and your aunt’s relentless vocalization inviting customers to the stall. Having served thousands of bowls of Kalguksu and Kimchi Mandu, you heavily relied on muscle memory to get you through a workday’s demands.
Despite its chaos and commotion, you quite enjoyed working in the Market. 
Not being particularly skilled at much and having nearly flunked out of high school, cooking was the one thing that defined you. It was your safe harbour. You’d lost your father in an accident at the tender age of ten and your mother was forced to work long hours to put food on the table. So you honed your culinary skills, little by little, because you thought it vital for your own well being as well as your mother’s. 
One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.
At the end of yet another gratifying day, you left a wet towel soaking in vinegar for Kyungsoo to clean the iron girdle and proceeded to tend to the dirty dishes. 
“Yahh!” Imo called out for Kyungsoo and you, thumping her hand on the table, gesturing for you to join her.
“Ahh! Imo, there’s a huge pile of dirty dishes!” You cried, only to turn around to find that ass-kisser already at the table, schmoozing with your aunt. Hastily taking off your grubby apron, you washed your hands and wiped them clean with a rag cloth. Straightening your black shirt and flattening unruly flyaways, you rushed toward the table but she was already up and ready to leave, “We’ll have dinner together tonight. I want to have a chat with the both of you.”
“But -”
“Sajangnim”, Kyungsoo interrupted, wagging a finger in your direction, “this one’s had a late night last night -”
“Chef! So I guess I’ll be seeing you tonight. As if seeing you every day of every week wasn’t enough already!” 
An overtly saccharine smile spread across your face and his jaw tightened in response.
“Aish….you two...I’m leaving now”, she sighed, shaking her head, “see you both in two hours.”
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Kimchi jjigae, pajeon, tteokbokki, jajangmyeon, some leftover bibimbap with sides galore from Hong Lim Banchan Stall. She clearly had something important to talk about. 
But the vibe at the dinner table just didn’t sit right with you. 
The reason could be the bespectacled black hole of negativity that was seated besides you in all black clothing but there was something off about Imo. 
She was being a little too...nice.
Fear gradually started to settle in your bones. Was she finally closing down? Was this delectable fare an attempt at softening the blow? After all, she’d settled her husband’s debts and her sons were doing well for themselves. Quite well, in fact. One of them was a banker and the other even went to culinary school and was working as a chef at Four Seasons’ Chinese restaurant. It only made sense for her to trade the Market’s gruelling ways for some much deserved peace and quiet.
“We’re closing down the stall”, she said coolly.
It was like a punch in the gut.
“Imo -”
“Aga”, she said resting her chin on her hand, “the Market’s given me everything. It’s given me a sense of pride...a sense of independence. It put my family back together. I used to think that I’m nothing without my husband and my sons...but the Market gave me an identity.”
A million scenarios cascading through your head drowned out your aunt’s voice. Would you now have to go back to Bucheon? Or invest in a stall of your own at the traditional Gwangjang that’d never accept your big and bold ways with cooking? And to start from scratch? With a new recipe? Kalguksu with a twist, perhaps? But you had no insight into your aunt’s special broth. She’d barely even let you whip up the hand-cut noodles.
You realized that you weren’t the only one caught in the eye of the storm. Kyungsoo’s eyes were scarily fixated on the bowl of jajangmyeon before him. His seemingly miserable state gave you a fleeting sense of relief and it was right in that moment that he chose to say something unpalatable.
“Sajangnim, you’ve worked too hard. It’s time for you to reap the fruits of your labour. We’ll be fine you don’t have to worry about us.”
Of course he’ll be fine. 
All the stall-owners in the Market have been vying for him ever since the day he set foot into Choi Yoonsun’s. Whereas, you had nowhere to go. The world conveniently assumes your aunt hired you only because you were her poor sister’s daughter who she sought to help financially. Not because you had what it took to be there and survive.
"Did I say I was ready to retire?” She laughed, eyeing Kyungsoo quizzically, leaving you dumbfounded. 
“Here’s the thing..I met up with a friend last month. She was looking for a buyer for her little family run marinated crabs restaurant in Gangnam. So I took out a loan, made her an offer”, balling her hands into fists she sighed, “put in the deposit...and the place is pretty much mine now!”
“IMO!”, you yelled, “why did you scare me like that! I thought I was laid off!”
“Well, it’s a big move, I’m not sure the two of you are ready to make...requires a tonne of work and I may not be able to pay half of what you earned at the Market for at least two months until we open! It’ll take us two years or so to break even and only then will I be able to afford you a pay raise. I could help you get a job at the banchan stall since you love seasoned spinach so much and Kyungsoo stands a chance at even managing one of the Pakgane stalls!”
Pakgane was the mung bean pancake stall that had gotten so popular that the owner had managed to branch out of Gwangjang. So even your beloved aunt believed that you’d make for a better “help” and Kyungsoo, a Manager. 
Ugh!
“I’m coming with you”, you said firmly, “I’ve saved up a little and Mom will gladly pitch in, if need be...”
At this point, you’d expected Kyungsoo to be ready with his luggage considering the little sycophant he was but his expression was stoic, eyes still glued to the jajangmyeon bowl. It filled you with insane hope. 
He was going to jump the ship...finally!
“Chef...”, you couldn’t resist, “you don’t have to worry about us...I’m more than enough for Imo. You may...”
He shot you an angry glare making you chew on your unsaid words. But you wanted to rile him just a little more. So you excused yourself to bring a bottle of ketchup and squeezed it generously atop the stack of pajeon while eyeing him maliciously. 
Ketchup. 
The tangy, unassuming condiment was the sole reason Kyungsoo despised you. As this dinner marked the end of his torturous regime, you celebrated with ketchup - lots of it - right in front of his nasty eyes.
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Steam swirled in different directions and at every twenty metres a contrastive redolence tickled your olfactory senses. Experiencing Gwangjang as a customer was a far richer experience compared to the donkeywork involved in a life as a vendor. 
A proper send-off was essential lest Kyungsoo decided to stay, even if it burned a hole in your pocket. You planned on giving him a final tour of the Market where he (and you) could say his goodbyes while receiving a premium fuel of vitamins, minerals and carbs. 
A whole lot of carbs.
“Let’s start with Pakgane”, said Kyungsoo, with a skewered sausage in his hand.
You shook your head in response. You wanted to start with the best and mung bean pancakes weren’t it. This was going to be a farewell he’d never forget.
With every step you took, the aroma of scallops drizzled with butter and cheese grew stronger. You started your tour by ordering two portions of the delectable street food which set you back considerably. But you were too elated to care. You refused Kyungsoo’s offer to pay as the woman set the scallops on fire with a blow torch.
“Do you know what that technique’s called?” Kyungsoo gave a little nod in the direction of the aflame food.
Another teachable moment.
You’d made a firm resolve to not let any of his condescension bog you down so with a sweet smile, you replied, “No, Chef. I do not.”
“Flambé. But minus the alcohol. Do you know how they manage that?”
The ahjumma came to your rescue and you jumped to collect the order. You could’ve sworn that you caught the corner of his mouth twitch slightly.
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The Market supposedly looked the same as it did fifty years ago and you quite enjoyed eating your way through it. The tour made your heart grapple with nostalgia even though your partner’s personality was akin to a mug of insipid coffee.
Although you’d spent only a little over a year with Choi Yoonsun, the goodbyes were long and hard. Some of the vendors squeezed you and Kyungsoo in heart wrenching hugs, the others gave you a little cash to help you through the transition and for some of the food, you paid in smiles and love.
After a gastronomic fiesta that entailed tteokbokki, pajeon (minus the ketchup - you did it Kyungsoo’s way), sashimi, kimbap, different types of banchan, a thousand more teachable moments, the both of you ended the day on a sweet note with hotteok. 
The ahjussi wished you both luck, making you choke back tears. 
Kyungsoo noticed.
“Are you…. Is the hotteok spicy? No, I mean it’s obviously not...erm”
The dam of your tears burst. 
You were going to miss this place. Even the less appealing aspects of it. You were going to miss the kimbap unnie who greeted you with a hug everyday, also the snooty mandu ahjumma who could hardly stand the sight of you. You were even going to miss washing dishes in the winters with water that was supposed to be ice and the sweltering summers which had you sweating through every layer of clothing. 
Hell, you were even going to miss Kyungsoo.
“No”, you sniffled, “No, no Chef, it’s nothing. Take care of yourself. As much as I’m glad that our fateful working relationship has met its rightful end, I truly, genuinely, wish you luck. And learn to smile more often, yeah?”
“Are you dying?” He gleamed.
“What? NO! What? You’re leaving. What is wrong with you?”
“Who says I’m leaving?”
“You! You’re not coming with us to Gangnam!”
“Says who?”
“Your stupid face that looked like it was hit by a freight train when Imo broke the news last week!”
“I’m not leaving?” He mused.
“This is no time to joke, Chef. You are leaving!”
“Says who!”
“Your stu-”
“Stupid face? I wasn’t planning on leaving at all. I’ve even found myself a place close to the restaurant. Oh yeah, sorry for having misled you. It was really just - my stupid face.”
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come-on-shitty-boys · 4 years
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//haikyuu but i make them idols. captain edition//
Notes: @icyhearts​ got me obsessed with Fallen Flowers.  I’ve actually been listening to it on repeat for like two days now.  So, icy bby, this is for you and thank you for reminding me just how H A R D k-pop hits🤧
Sawamura Daichi
10/10 the leader of the group.  There is no doubt in my mind about this
R A P P E R 🥵🥵
ngl he’s probably the one that i would stan if this were a real au.  i always gravitate towards the rappers without fail.
He doesn’t have the best stage presence, especially compared to the others
But, he’s really good in interviews. Super charismatic, knowing exactly what to say to really boost the groups image.
He’s the member that most people are convinced is super pure and sweet because of how he presents himself in interviews
Then 👀👀 there was the comeback.
It was a darker, more sensual vibe and he did one (1) hip thrust in the MV and all of those soft Daichi stans?  H A R D S T A N S.  honestly that’d be me no cap
But, if he’s ever asked to do it outside of a performance or practice?
He’s actually so embarrassed and it’s really cute.  His face will go bright red and he’d be covering his face with his hands, just shaking his head, like “please don’t make me”
But the rest of the group is egging him on and next thing he knows, Bokuto and Kuroo are right there next to him to do the choreography with him.
Oikawa Tooru
absolute visual king
always has the softest make-up and never fails to look absolutely breath-taking. 
B U T not only is he visually the prettiest-
He has the best voice of the group.  He has this really smooth tenor voice and can hit some really high notes when the music needs it.
Has definitely released a solo album full of really beautiful ballads
Definitely has the most fans. Not only the most but also the most hard-core fans
Like, there are thousands of fanpages just dedicated to him
Millions of fanfictions about him
He’s always doing live streams where he just interacts with the fans and he’ll talk about his day or just answer questions that the fans have.  He’s definitely the most active within the fandom.
Oikawa is one of the songwriters for the group.  He can’t really write the music, but he can string together some really incredibly lyrics.  He has a journal full of song ideas or little snippets of verses that he wants to implement in a song some day.  
Kuroo Tetsurou
He’s another rapper 🥵🥵
But also?? He can sing pretty well too.  His voice is definitely lower than Oikawa’s.  So, probably like a baritone.  Kuroo’s voice adds a really nice mix into the chorus and mixes really well with Oikawa’s.
I smell a sub-group tbh oml they call themselves Knock Out because K.O. 👀
anyway.  Kuroo also has a really large number of fans because he fits the bad boy aesthetic of the group (both visually and how he presents himself in interviews) and that just has the fans f l o c k i n g
but like?? soft kuroo stans?  N O.  hard stans only.
Then they saw some random video that Oikawa posted on the group’s twitter of him playing with a bunch of cats and everyone was just 🥺 soft kuroo hours 🥺
He’s kind of like Daichi.  Kuroo has zero shame when he’s on stage.  He’s willing to aggressively grind and hip thrust as much as the choreo needs him too
akhdfhe HE HAS THE HOTTEST FACIAL EXPRESSIONS WHEN HE DANCES BYE
hahahaha too bad he literally cannot dance
like, he’s not awful or else he wouldn’t even be in the group, but boy has really long limbs and he just struggles to move his legs fast enough.
Catch him in the studio with Bokuto for hours after their long day is over trying to nail the dances
Bokuto Koutarou
he’s a dancer 😌✌
no it is not just because @nekxrizawa​ and I have been drooling over dancer!bo since we met okay yes it is
he’s trained in hip-hop, so you’ll catch him fronting the group in any dance breaks in their super upbeat songs
Bokuto helps write the choreography (do you write choreo? idk i can’t dance) sometimes, but sometimes he forgets that he has more experience in dance than the others and will just casually try to add a backflip into the song and the choreographer has to be like, “bokuto- no.”
insert dejected bokuto here
He’s the most high-energy of the group, so he tends to be a fan-favorite and a host-favorite.  He’s always talking and he goes all out during any variety show games.
Bokuto’s always willing to do extra practice with anyone who wants to meet up before or after their day in the studio.  He understands that some things just don’t come as naturally to other people.
Trades dance lessons for vocal lessons with Kuroo, no lie
He has the best stage presence out of everyone.  He’ll hype up the crowd and you’ll see him bending down to hold hands with the fans when security isn’t looking.
Bokuto doesn’t sing a lot, but when he does, his range aligns with Kuroo’s, so they’ll double every now and again on verses.  
Ushijima Wakatoshi
Surprisingly- vocal line
Ushi has the deepest voice of the group, singing in a bass register that makes all of the fans 🥵🥵 whenever he opens his mouth
The mash-up you get when his voice mixes with Oikawa’s?? heaven.  It’s so beautiful and I can guarantee that management is using their sheer differences for marketing.  
Oikawa may take the lead for more pop-centric songs, but Ushijima is fronting the darker songs which is just hitting everyone different
He’s another song writer for the group, but he focuses on the actual melodies rather than the lyrics, so he and Oikawa collab on songs a lot.
The fanbase sees him a super hard and scary all of the time and they’re all low-key intimidated??
But then they see him in an interview and they’re all like lol nvm because he’s high-key really kind and polite and will do anything if asked tbh
The host wants him to wear a flower crown?  He’s asking which one.  He’s asked to talk about the process for their newest song, and Ushi will ramble on for a good fifteen minutes about his writing process.
He’s really passionate about his music and everyone can tell, so it leads to a lot of the fans seeing him in a new light and gaining a lot more respect for him as a member.
{Taglist: @nicka-nell​ @moncymonce​}
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shesawriter39049 · 4 years
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SMUT WITH LIKE...4% Plot if you squint and cock your head allll the way to the left
2K-
-Basically, Hoseok fucks you in the backseat of a limo on the way to an event!
THIS ONE-SHOT HAS ZERO CHILL ...YOU’VE BEEN WARNED
This COULD be Idol-verse..but in my mind...it's not, more Upper East Side rich squad vibes ya know? Ya know!
Calling a man a  “Don” is SUPER old-school and the actual meaning varies by person but it’s a compliment that’s for damn sure!
-ALSO regardless of what gif I use, he looks like he does during Bon Voyage ….tan..long hair, highlights, parted down the middle..yup a damn thirst trap!
WARNINGS: Dom Hoseok (A kinda soft one IMO) Daddy kink, light spit, and cum play, dirty talk, breathplay, choking, spanking, hair pulling, teasing, praise kink, semi-public sex (in the backseat of a limo), NOTE- he calls her a slut once, so I wouldn't say it’s full-on degradation kink but I just wanted to warn ya, slight over stimulation, unprotected sex but like...stay clean kids!
“Oh fuck yesss” Whinned through clenched teeth as you dug your nails even deeper into the leather seats, spreading your knees slightly so you could slip into an even deeper arch. A low, almost arrogant chuckle fell from Hoseok's lips as he hiked your dress even higher, winding his hand back to come flesh against your cheek. Making you moan and squeal all at the same damn time, the cluster of diamonds along his fingers leaving one hell of an imprint! Keeping his palm stationary for a second so he could appreciate the slight sting that radiated throughout his palm! Walls clenching even tighter from the impact, milking him for every inch of him and then some. Flipping your hair over your shoulder, turning your head to the slide slightly, eyes heavy, gaze dark. “Tell me how good I look...Tell me how good, my pussy looks spread along daddy's cock right now...”Tone exceptionally bratty as you rolled your hips back just enough to make him moan. Grip and jaw tightening on command, digging his thumb into the curve of your hip hard enough to leave one hell of a bruise.
“Fuck,you wanna- god your unreal...unfucking real!” Reaching forward to grab a fist full of your hair, craning your neck so you had no choice but to look at him. Sucking your bottom lip into your mouth with a smirk, you looked good, you knew you did! “Your so damn sexy…” Leaning up to nip at the hinge of your jaw slightly, as your eyes fluttered shut, moaning out contently at the slight sting! Flicking your tongue out slightly which he quickly sucked into his mouth, not enough to give you what you needed just enough to make you need more!
“And you look soo good on my cock baby...always! Can you hear how wet she is for me??” Cocking his head to the side slightly, zoning his eyes in on the sight unfolding before him! Hoseok's tenor was in straight bedroom mode, low, hushed, filled with all the lust in the world, a tone meant for your ears and your ears only! “Such a pretty little cunt too, nice and wet...my favorite is how needy she gets when I do this though…” Sliding out completely and you wanted to scream...already well aware of what he was referring too! The way your walls just clenched and released around fuck imagination at this point. ”Fuck, look at that...such a greedy little thing aren’t you baby?’ Pulling back to purse his lips right above your entrance, not that you needed it he just loved you messy! And to no one's surprise, your body even tried to clench down around that. The site alone makes Hoseok groan, not even able to stop himself from leaning down, grabbing the trail he just made with the tip of his tongue and swirling it around. Mixing it in with your own arousal, before pressing the muscle flat against your lips letting his tongue dance one slow drag from top to bottom. Blowing cold air against every path he just made with his tongue, until goosebumps were appearing in its wake! Even gently teasing your rim, just enough to make you squirm!
Sinking his teeth into your cheek..leaving a couple memories behind, sucking licking, rolling his tongue against your skin until you just couldn't take it anymore! Blue clit IS a thing Hoseok! Wiggling your ass impatiently, and the light chuckle you heard let you know he got the hint, or at least you thought he did, once he started teasing up your folds with the tip. Coating himself in your juices, the slight contact had you dripping down your inner thighs! “Either you slide back in, or I’m fucking myself with my fingers and making you wat-Fuckkk”  That earned a firm smack straight against the lips, pussy so wet it sounded as though he just splashed his hand in water!
“You were being such a good little slut for daddy earlier what happened hmm? What does my baby need?” The slight pout within his voice, in combination with the very rhetorical question, had you ready to choke him. Especially once he started easing his way in knowing damn well he could've done it in one stroke!
“Hmm? You need your pussy stuffed? Need me to tell you how pretty you look with my cock in you? Or does my baby just need a little love yeah? Maybe all three?” His tone was so condescending, yet arousing because he was practically moaning as he spoke! Your skin was one fire, the slow drag of his length stretching you back open seemed to be overpowering your frustration though!
“Oh for fuck's sake Seok jus-” You couldn’t even respond properly, honestly you don't even know what he wants to say, outside of probably “Go fuck yourself!” But all that dies on your tongue once he finally bottomed out and has you filled to the brim again. Just holding you stationary while your pulsing around his length! Gently releasing the grip he held on your scalp as he felt your body slowly start to relax into his touch..walls gently flexing enough to allow him to move. Leaning down to press an array of open-mouthed, kisses down your spine gently, his facade faltering ever so slightly! That is..until you started rolling your hips back into him, and well..yeah...daddy mode is in full effect! Letting that same hand glide from your scalp over to your throat, applying steady pressure until your whining to his ears content! Making his hand tighten ever so slightly, as Hoseok’s hips stutter, brining a finger down to your artery making your eyes flutter to the back of your head!
It's kinda funny how the two of you are taking your time, as if you're not basically face down ass up, in Vintage Versace, Giuseppe Zatonni shoes while your bodies draped in diamonds worth more than most gross yearly income. Yet here you are in the backseat of  Hoseok’s limo, which thank god is tinted, while he fucks you senseless! The two of you are supposed to be heading to dinner with a couple friends than over to the Fenty x Savage after party in New York! But by the looks of things..I doubt you’ll make an appearance! Unfortunately for you two come stains aren’t in style this season and considering Hoseok didn't have the patience to fully step out of his black Satin Laurent silk suit...yeah…
You could vaguely see him through a hazy peripheral and that alone had you feelin light-headed, he just looked so damn good! Skin and hair the perfect shade of brown, messily parted down the middle, a couple stray pieces sticking to his forehead from sweating! Nose scrunched into a slight snarl! Hoseok didn't even bother wearing a shirt under his blazer so everything was on full display. Chest glentsing as every muscle along his toned abdomen flexed against every thrust. A couple thick diamond Cuban link chains bounced along his hips as he worked you open, neck reclining slightly putting that deadly jawline on display as he allowed himself to get lost in the moment. Cursing low and husky under his breath the louder you got, digging your nails into his clothed thighs.
“Yeah, fuck you like that?  Like having your tight little pussy filled with daddy’s cock?” His tone was nothing short of menacing as he tightened the grip he held around your waist. One had propped around your throat, the other on your hips, shifting all his weight onto his knee which sat kneeled along the backseat! Pulling out almost completely only slamming right back in, every thrust knocking the wind out of you harder than the last! All you could hear through the muffled sounds of the radio was skin slapping, and to be honest the sound of you two fucking was probably louder than whatever Khalid song currently streamed through the limo!
Hoseok’s hand finally left your throat and made its way down to meet your clit, which was already aching and swollen as we speak! Giving it a couple firm smacks before pressing down on the bundle of nerves, working his fingers in firm counterclockwise motions until your thighs were trembling. “Oh- my-fuck” Choked from your lungs as you slouched forward, resting al of your weight on top of the headrest!  Teeth sinking into the words “Jung” that sat engraved in the plus leather, damn near drooling the deeper his hips rolled against you!
“Don’t stop please- fuck you feel soo good,” You were winded and whiney as he leaned down, pressing his lips firmly against the side of your neck.
Every ounce of skin felt hot to the touch ‘Yeah baby? You gonna come for me? Come until you've made a mess all over me? Fuck your ass is damn near sticking to my pants your so fuckin wet! Such a greedy little cunt for me huh?” Growled against the side of your neck as he nipped at the hinge of your jaw, fuck you were close, so damn close. Reclining your neck a little letting him know you needed his mouth somewhere else, somewhere to slightly muffle you considering his poor driver's face was probably bloodshot right now!
“Yeah, yeah  you daddy- fuck only for you….” Your eyes were continuously having meetings with the back of your head the more he fucked you. Hoseok was trying to ruin your as tonight and you had no complaints! Hoseok’s panting against your shoulder now, deep, and breathy, he always sounds so damn good when he’s fucking you. The sound of him losing his composure is almost enough to make you come alone, biting a bruise, right at the base of your neck!
There was a sudden growl of possessiveness that ripped from his throat at that “Mmm my baby?” Licking, sucking, nipping at the side of your neck, leaving a bouquet of bruises behind!
“Fuck yes” Bucking back slightly challenging Hosedok to get even deeper, and he does, making you both moan in unison!
Hoseok could feel you tightening around him with each drag, then relaxing to let him sink back in with ease! “That’s it, baby..fuck yourself back come on….” Loving the way you met each and every thrust with your own, Rolling your hips in a deep, lingued, wave-like motion...as your release sat dangling in front of your face!
Angling his hips back slightly so he could almost roll into you, and that was it, god that was it “Oh fuck, Seok-baby there, fuck right there..god-” Hoseok cut off the slew of rambles that you were trying to mindlessly spill, with a deep kiss. His tongue tangled with yours as he sucked it into his mouth, hand wrapping around your throat even tighter, caressing your clit with purpose, and relentless intent!
“Where was it, baby? There?  Is that what you need ?” You could already hear the smirk laced within his voice as your muscles started to tense! Repeatedly caressing that ridgit patch buried between your heat, the spot that had you falling apart, over..and over again as he smiled slightly against your lips. Still not fully breaking away from you, living for the way you were far too gone to even give a smart ass remark! All of your moans were muffled by the kiss as you neared your release, your entire body tensing and jerking through each wave of pleasure that Hoseok was bringing you.
‘Come. Come for daddy baby, I know you want too…” Fell against your lips in a slur of moans, since he didn't wanna completely pull away from you as he spoke!
“Shittt” Spilled from your lips almost frantically as you broke away from the kiss, fuck you had to everything was hitting your body like a tumble of bricks you could barely breathe!
Hoseok didn’t miss a damn beat when he felt you clench and spasm around him uncontrollably, the heat boiling within your stomach is sourcing and Hoseok's fingers on your clit is basically propane at this point! That drag of Hoseok’s cock inside you as he whispers of sweet nothingness is eventually what have you tumbling over yourself. Coming with a silent cry as your teeth sink back into the headrest….body shuttering beneath him!
“God yes, keep coming baby fuckkkkk” Moaned from his lips as reached for your neck, bringing your lips flush to his. While you both panted and moaned against each other's tongues. Hoseok’s hips move swiftly to finish just after you, which only amplified your orgasm since you didn't;t have time to come down. Hell, there was no comedown, Hoseok, worked your clit even through his own release, even while you twitched, jerked, and damn near tried to run away from him! Spilling out with such force you kinda blacked out for a moment, everything going fuzzy and a little plush around the edges. Nothing but static and, a white noise fills your head as you feel hips, fanning along your skin.
“Fuck…” fell from your lips barely above a whisper, as your chest fell painfully hard against itself. The feeling of Hoseok, hands gently kneading at your trembling thighs had you humming out in content “That...was…”
“So damn good…your always so damn good” Finishing your thought with a lazy smile, bringing his lips back down to yours, this time the kiss was slow, less need, more want. While his hands gently soothed your trembling thighs..both of you still breathing relatively heavy at this point. Hosoek hadn’t pulled out yet which isn't surprising, he typically stayed stationary until he was completely soft!
Before the two of you had a chance to even say anything else, Hoseok's phone started buzzing through the car, automatically syncing up to the Bluetooth connection. He didn't have to look to know it was Joon and Jimin…..let’s just say this scenario wasn't new. Hoseok’s driver has probably gone in circles at least 3 times by now and would continuously until he was told otherwise! Essentially the two of you are late..which again..is nothing new!
“Yah?” Not even trying to hide how winded or slightly annoyed he was at the moment.
“Yah? What the fuck do you mean Yah? Where the hell are you two!?” Your eyes met briefly and you couldn't even help but laugh, especially after you heard the way your friends groaned on the other end! Already bitching amongst themselves about how you two were probably going to bail at this point.
“Aye, stop your bitching, were still coming will just be a little late that’s all...we just need too ugh..change…” The smirk that laid along his lips was nothing short of smug, as his hand gently palmed your ass while slowly pulling out! Silently apologizing as he hears you fail to muffle a hiss of discomfort, plopping down onto the seat, thighs feelin like complete mush! Eyes fluttering shut as you tousled your fingers through your hair, gently breaking up the curls that started matting together from the heat!
“Seok really!? If both of you go home, in this traffic it will take ho-”
“I never said we were going home Chim...I’m just gonna call Michael and have him swing back by the Versace store on 5th. Yeah He’ll probably be pissed since it’s after hours, but the perks to being a Jung is..well he’ll say yes anyway..will see you in 30!”- Click
Reaching to his left, pressing the button to lower the partition “Hey Kun, can we change routes will quick? Swing by Vercase on 5th...please and thank you!” Hoseok’s eyes met his briefly with an all-knowing smile before rolling the divider back up. 
Shuffling next to you Hosoek wordlessly scoped you onto his lap, caressing the back fo your neck, pressing his lips into your hair “You good?” Not offering more than a slight nod in response which he expected, still able to feel how hard your thighs were shaking. Lightly kissing up the side of your face, as it nuzzled into the crook of his neck. Opening the glove compartment, and grabbing the package of baby wipes...because again this was nothing new...
”Hey Siri, call “Michael Versace”
“Okay, calling,” Michael Versace” - The line didn't ring more than twice before you heard an exasperated sigh trickle through the limo...
“And to what do I owe the pleasure tonight Mr. Jung?” 
THIS RANDOMLY CAME TO MIND..PROB BC I HAVE A “UPPER EASTSIDE RICH KID” AU SITTING IN MY WIPS...LOL...IDK HAVEN'T WRITTEN IN LIKE ALMOST 3 MONTHS.NOT SAYING IT’S MY BEST BUT IF YOU ENJOYED IT LEMME KNOW!
Show this some love and come swing by my asks and talk to me...love you guys as always,
Rocki
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sunwoovous · 4 years
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hello!! just thought I'd stop by and say thank u for making content for us!! your little creations help make my day go by a little better :) also I thought I should ask whats your favorite thing about each tbz members if you dont mind? I'm in the mood to adore these boys more! 💞🥰
ahhh thank you so much for this!! this was such a nice message to wake up to 🥺💕 I’m glad someone is enjoying what I make aklsdjk the boyz are definitely fun to make content for and deobi are all so sweet and funny! bUT AHHH TBZ LOVING HOURS LET’S GO!!
sangyeon: his eye smile! I’m so fond of his eye smile he’s already so attractive but as soon as he smiles I feel my heart melt, and it just shows off his naturally kindhearted spirit like when he smiles it emanates how much of a sweetheart he is asdfgjk and I know he says he’s not cute but!! he’s a liar, he’s super cute!!
jacob: his instinctively kindhearted and attentive nature. jacob is just... a sweetheart... who melts my own heart... and him being so nice and caring just comes so naturally to him? I love how just habitually he’s so attentive to all the members and their needs and feelings and he’s just such a good brother to everyone 🥺 and just in general he has such a genuinely nice personality like you look at him and you can feel it and I adore him he’s the biggest sweetheart 🥺
younghoon: his dorkiness kaljsdfkjk not so much his sense of humor itself but just his overall dorky demeanor that he has when he’s off camera I just... he’s a big lovable goofball who cracks bad jokes and tries so hard to be funny and then the faces he makes afterward when people don’t laugh aklsjdkf prOTECT HIM. but also on that note I love how confident he is with himself while simultaneously being shy about it like he’ll make a joke with such certainty and then cover his face awkwardly afterward. or he’ll give fan service with confidence and then afterward hide! his habit of hiding is so cute too he’s so soft and precious.
hyunjae: hIS LAUGHTER AKLSJDKFJ IT HEALS MY SOUL when he laughs and his nose scrunches up first and then his entire face scrunches up?!? and how he laughs with his whole entire chest and body like you’ll see him flopping over aND HOW LOUD AND SPIRITED IT IS I JUST. ADORE HIS LAUGHTER. the first time I heard him laugh when I was undecided bias wise I literally just kaljdkfjk fell in love and went “!!! this is my bias!!!” (when in fact it was a farce but y’know what I still adore him and his laugh)
juyeon: his dedication and passion... when I saw him crying after the shangri-la stage for such a minor mistake that I hadn’t even noticed until he started crying?? I just... akjsldfjk must protect he’s the sweetest most hardworking boy and I adore him and I hope he knows he works so hard and doesn’t need to push himself or always be perfect and that he’s allowed to make mistakes because he’s wonderful and talented and we can see that and all his efforts, even if a mistake is made, are valid jUST AKSDKLFJ GONNA START A PROTECT JUYEON SQUAD you can tell because of how sensitive he is that he loves what he does
kevin: mEME KING akljsdlkfjk I adore his sense of humor but it’s also very similar to my sense of humor like... he just says things without thinking and sometimes he’s like “yeah that was good!” and other times you can see him go “wtf did I just say??” at himself and I love it, it always makes me laugh and he always manages to put a smile on my face. but the best part of all of it is he never doubts himself he just completely vibes with himself and is so confident and I just have to simultaneously shake my head at him but also love him and protect him!! he’s the biggest dork and I just. AHHHH I love him for it!!
chanhee: his voice?! fun fact chanhee’s vocals are actually my favorite in tbz he has such a unique voice!! and his high notes are easily recognizable in songs! idk how to exactly explain the tenor he has when he speaks and sings but it’s just really pleasing to listen to and is such a nice voice and fits him so well.
changmin: his overall passion! for the stage, for being an idol, and for dancing. when I saw him smile real huge during the oneus/tbz collab stage... similar to jacob, I started to cry a little bit. you could tell in that moment where he was just smiling on stage how alight his eyes were and how much he was truly enjoying himself and what he was doing and as stressful as being an idol can be I could tell he was honestly, truly happy in that moment and that on top of knowing how much he loves dancing, I just adore his passion for his dreams and what he’s doing and I hope he never loses that fire he has.
haknyeon: his visuals and his vocals. haknyeon’s visuals are just... no joke. I was trying not to make this post about physical appearances if I could help it but haknyeon is just? stunningly handsome? he’s soft and approachable but also his features just have akljsdkfjk this masculinity to them that makes him very pretty and handsome at the same time and his eyes are so soft and sparkly and ahhhh?! but also I love his vocals. while chanhee has a distinct voice that I enjoy, haknyeon has just a very... nice voice. soothing I guess? his voice is deeper and when he sings, that lower tone he has? just adds so much depth and personality to songs and it’s very nice! and also! listening to him speak! he just has such a soothing and calm voice when he’s speaking without going crazy or getting excited and immediately I just want to listen to him forever (I often put his vlives on as background noise).
hyunjoon: (can I include hwall because I miss him gonna cry brb) akljsdfk his expressiveness! is what!! I love most!! he always had a resting scowl on his face but as soon as the boy smiled everything in the world just felt right and the way his face would literally just LIGHT UP as soon as his scowl turned to a smile or a laugh he was just tHE CUTEST 🥺
sunwoo: everything... literally just. everything. as much as I yell at him for everything, I yell at him because I adore everything about him. he’s so naturally handsome, for one, but also his personality is just... him as whole, I love him 🥺 I think the best way to encompass this is to say that I love his duality? the fact that he’s so raw and honest, but a huge joker and so savage to his elder members and his sarcastic deadpan sense of humor? that’s my type of humor!! he always makes me laugh and always puts a smile on my face. and the way he holds himself with confidence on stage... but then also I love how soft and precious and tender and loving he can be? and how he’s attentive to other members too, despite his age, and literally how he says things and I just aklsjfk he’s so young yet somehow so wise and even as someone older than him when he says something or I read something that he’s said and I’m having a bad day I just instantly think, “wow, how do you know so much for being so young,” while also wanting to believe his words because he’s so confident with himself. he’s just... very admirable... in all he does...
eric: sweetest baby boy... I just love how emotional he is overall? if that makes sense? like he’s not afraid to be in tune with his emotions and show them and I love him for that, in every aspect, whether it’s him being a goofball and being gullible and making terrible jokes or whether it’s him performing on stage and loving every minute of it and loving his members so much and expressing how much he adores his members. he’s just not afraid to give his 100% when it comes to his feelings and making them known and I not only love him for it but admire him for it.
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mipadremadara · 4 years
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if you don't mind me asking a lot about the fic thing, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 7, 8 and 9 (LMAO. all the list😂😂😂) for "Summer Nights"?? I REALLY NEED TO CAUGHT UP!!!! (You obviously can answer telling things about chapters I haven't read, btw, it's okay, haha). And if it's too much, you can answer just a few, hahaha. I'm just really curious because I reallyyyyy love the fic. ILY💖💖
Ahh thank you so much for this ask!!! Every time I get an ask from you my face immediately lights up ahaha. I'm so glad you like the fic??? Ahhhh! Ily too!! I hope you're having a nice day/night! I’ll only do Chapter 1 and 2 for now as to not spoil much! (I’m not sure which chapter you finished on haha.)
1: What inspired you to write the fic this way?
I really really really like stories that just flow. That literally drift. I have no idea how to describe it, but I also love poetry and I thought by kind of incorporating that and a sort of movie vibe to it it'd capture people's hearts the way it haunts mine at night hahaha. 
 2: What scene did you first put down?
It must be the scene where Naruto is sitting outside the porch and looking at the night sky. The title is Summer Nights, after all! It's supposed to hint at the fact that Naruto and Sasuke share the most tender moments at night.
3: What’s your favorite line of narration?
There's so many that I like tbh!! But here are some of my favorite ones without spoiling too much!!
Chapter 1:
The man knew Sasuke would get rid of every photographic memory of his past and there would be no remaining snapshots of his lifetime left. Behind the everyday smiles and poking around the playgrounds, fairgrounds, Sasuke never dwelled on the topics that resurfaced even the slightest of human, perhaps weak emotions. And so was the shameless irony, pouring out, like vomit. 
I wanted to capture the sense of lingering trauma that still haunts Sasuke everyday. No matter how life seemed to come to a halt, or how things seemed to finally settle down, the pain will always prevail. And in a way, Naruto is the same, even if he masks it well. I feel like this was never truly explained so I wanted to show that they are still hurting; the wounds that were meant to heal only left bitter scars in the end.  
Writing from Sasuke’s POV is always very emotion-centered. I’d imagine Sasuke, as shown in the fic, is a little more open, especially around Naruto. He let his walls down, although not by choice. He had to prove to Konoha he changed, but around Naruto, he can truly be himself.
The Uchiha was all tall, strong arms and long fingers. He fondled them for a passing minute, pressing the raven’s palms against his own. After the War, they grew quite intimate, and really, everyone talked about it. He always looked forward to touching Sasuke, even if it was small, feathery nudges - like holding hands or giving each other small hugs. It reminded him how truly privileged he was to be around him. He savoured those bosom jiffies, and that night was no different.
I really like the fact that their relationship isn’t driven by lust, but more so an understanding. There’s a mutual connection here; two boys going through absolute Hell and finally close to settling down after a rough battle against the odds. No one knows Sasuke the way Naruto does and vice versa, I think it’s quite beautiful actually! Sasuke allowing himself to become intimate again by taking these baby steps, such as touching hands and small hugs, it’s very healing for the both of them! 
They stood still in that bleached moment. The love, the joy; it was burning passionately, bringing nothing but bloom to the cheek; showing no reruns. The smile, he considered a gift.
I just really love this bit. Reading it always makes me so soft haha. I think it sums up their whole relationship perfectly. 
Chapter 2:
Sakura made him feel like an utter imbecile. Like a love-struck damsel in distress.
Here, what Sakura really sees isn’t Naruto, but herself. She knows what it’s like to chase after Sasuke, and as much as she loves the two of them, she doesn’t want Naruto to get hurt. I just think this line was really cool haha. 
People often told Sasuke how he blended into the background while Naruto stood out from the crowd when they were together. Maybe that was why everyone deemed him worthy of being the next in line. They were polar opposites; like warm and cold. Fire and water. They just didn't fit. Supposed everyone told them similar scenarios, but they did not care much about the public and its predetermined ideas of what was right and what wasn't. It was arguably, the most bizarre finger-pointing he had the displeasure of witnessing. But he guessed Naruto loved the attention.
I really like this line, and not just because of the imagery used here, but because it shows how others see Naruto and Sasuke’s relationship. And also, that short dismissive ending paragraph I found to be super effective. 
The other girl, Hinata, made an attempt to lean forward to catch Naruto’s gaze. It was what made everyone lean towards her, too, no less in a charming way that she perhaps knowingly radiated. It caused Ino to take a step back, and Sasuke must’ve stood there for a few moments, listening to the soft mumbling of her lips. They began to ask Naruto questions in low, hushed, thrilling voices as if not to let Sasuke know any of it. He knew the girl had lost her brother during the War (at which he had expressed his deepest sympathy), but he couldn’t shake off the feeling that maybe Naruto was being deceived by her shy persona.
I loved describing Hinata, but not for the reasons you might think. No one aside from Naruto has been described in such detail, but Hinata. It’s to show that Sasuke, since it’s from his POV, considers her to be a competition. He knows she knows that she can easily woo people to do her bidding, and considering her status, Naruto would certainly be charmed. 
Hinata’s own voice held a timid passion behind it; a pleasant, mellow tenor that was very subtle, especially in the way her every uttered word suggested something greater than her face might have unveiled. Her face - on the other hand - was lovely. Caring eyes and a caring mouth conveying nothing but a feeling of fresh honey and lavender. Her hands looked smooth to the touch when she grazed them against Naruto’s rather tacky ones; as if she had never worked a day in her life. He could tell Naruto enjoyed looking at her.
Again, Sasuke knows this persona that Hinata created was quite deceiving and had Naruto wrapped around her finger. That is what he thinks, and as usual, assumes things because Naruto and Hinata are close. I also really like her description here, it radiates such soft vibes haha. 
He marveled in the way his laugh carried throughout the day, forcing even the biggest assholes in the universe to crack a smile.
I really like this line because Sasuke is talking about himself here; that Naruto is always successful at making him smile. 
The attachment to the outside world and the growth of his dubious mind was what made Sasuke overthink certain situations. The way it tangled, twisted, and knotted. He wanted to fondle Naruto's hands, listen to his heartbeat as his eyes grew heavy.
Agape; the sign of unconditional love. For his one and only.
I mean? These lines absolutely slap I think haha. 
4: What’s your favorite line of dialogue?
I didn’t want to add too many so I just included a couple!
Chapter 1:
“You know, if you continue to frown like that, you’ll have lots of wrinkles in the future.”
I just love Sasuke’s attempt at comforting Naruto haha. 
Chapter 2:
“Don’t piss in my ear and tell me it’s raining, Sasuke.”
I just,, love this line so much. It always cracks me up hahaha. And of course, it’s Kakashi’s line. 
5: What part was hardest to write? 
Honestly? Probably the scene where they spar in the third chapter, as well as Gaara and Naruto's reunion! I loved writing it, but having to balance so much dialogue and narration was challenging.
6: What makes this fic special or different from all your other fics?
What makes it special, well, it's my first fanfic! I tried writing one for so long, about 4 years! And being able to finally write something and share it with others feels amazing and so relieving after so long. 
 7: Where did the title come from?
The title came from this song called Summer Nights by Siames! I think it suits Naruto and Sasuke perfectly! It's such a nice song, it always makes me cry when I listen to it haha.
8: Did any real people or events inspire any part of it?
Many, if not all interactions are based on me and my girlfriend's conversations! There are so many and she always points it out to me after reading the newest chapter.
9: Were there any alternate versions of this fic?
There was, actually! At first I wanted to write an AU canonverse version of the Akatsuki, where Naruto is exiled from the village and reunites with Sasuke. Because in this house we love evil Naruto and Kurama. But then I wanted to write something soft, something tender yknow? 
Again, thank you so much for asking!!! <3 
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30 to 40?
Yay, more asks! Thank you so much! 
30) A Shakespeare play you’d like to see as an opera? 
In addition to the H6 cycle or Love’s Labour’s Lost, I want a King Lear opera done but I think I’d get real picky about it, especially about my boys Edgar and Edmund (I love the Gloucester brothers with my entire heart). I know King Lear operas have been done before, but I wasn’t vibing with all of the voice type choices. Edmund has to have a really rich tenor voice whereas Edgar has to have a higher voice, not quite countertenor, but I think I’d place him in a higher register on the score (there’s like a baroque-esque delicacy I want to his voice). Also if that storm on the heath scene doesn’t slap then I don’t want it. (I’m reading this back somebody please take my computer away from me). 
Also if Cordelia’s part doesn’t slay, I don’t want it either. 
31) Favorite baritone singer? 
Luca Pisaroni or Simon Keenlyside! 
32) Your favorite secondary/minor character in an opera? 
Ooh... is Cherubino secondary? I adore Cherubino. Also that one character who doubles as the gondolier taking Aschenbach to the Lido along with like ten other characters who all have strange subliminal messages for Aschenbach throughout Death in Venice - I thought that character was really cool and well written. I’m not a fan of Death in Venice, but I liked that character (or collection of characters?). 
33) An opera you did not expect to like but you do? 
La Bohème! I usually like a comedy more than a tragedy, and I was sort of wary of Puccini because I didn’t love Madama Butterfly, but I love La Bohème because despite the fact that it ends with tragedy, there’s no hatred in the air. Everyone loves one another at the end, and that’s probably the most wholesome way to end an opera. 
34) What would a gender-swapped version of your favorite opera (or any opera of your choice) look like? 
I’ve always wanted to see a gender-swapped Così ever since I discovered the opera, because the message really attacks women, which I (and a lot of others) don’t really think is fair. Everybody is guilty in that opera of doing something that could be seen as wrong, but I still adore it because it’s an opera about stubbornness and vulnerability. 
But just imagine a flirtatious male Dorabella who is also ridiculously sweet, the most level headed and pragmatic female Guglielmo (except for when it comes to an idiotic bet), the most bby boy!, precious and ‘just needs a hug’ male Fiordiligi, and a female Ferrando who’s a bit of a wild card (honestly this female Ferrando has my energy and I want to play her now). Don Alfonso is an older woman who might have killed a rich ex-husband for the money and Despina is the head of household service and is so done with the boys’ antics but takes a deep breath anyway and gets on with it (think a Jeeves character). 
Also, just as an aside, I’ve heard of versions of Così where Ferrando and Fiordiligi end up together and I kind of want that? (But only if Guglielmo and Dorabella end up together too). 
35) Favorite opera based on legend or mythology? 
L’Orfeo! (Considering that Orpheus is just generally the character vibe that I give off, I love that opera). 
36) Favorite opera trope? 
In addition to ‘soprano rescues her idiot tenor boyfriend’ and ‘baritone and tenor best friends cause problems on purpose’, I love a good mad scene in an opera. 
37) You can choose to stop one clueless tenor or baritone from making a bad decision - who is it? 
So I either tell Don José to leave Carmen alone or I tell Escamillo to stop being a toreador for one second so he can set Don José straight. Either way, whatever is going to help Carmen survive and live the life she deserves! 
Either that or I take the gong away from Calaf and tell him no. 
38) Favorite mezzo-soprano singer? 
Isabel Leonard! 
39) Favorite bass character? 
Don Alfonso from Così! 
40) You can steal one costume from an opera production to keep - what is it? 
I want to raid Musetta’s closet because she definitely has an excellent ensemble in there. 
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Hey listen no one asked for this but listen losers club marching band au
Like DUDE im,,, in marching band and I couldn't resistresist so here are my headcanons hhahah if y'all wanna add anything PLEASE DO
Ok so first of all my boi Mike??? Drumline for sure you best BET that boy has the best tempo like??? He's nearly always on beat bc he's the only one in drumline that watches the drum major
he's either tenors or base drum, tho I CAN see him as a snare i think he'd be more of a tenor player
he does drums normally as well bc when he was young he would bang on pots and pans all the time and make little beats and his parent thought it was great and got him one of those super cheap beginner drum sets and it escalated from there (I'm a slut for the book so mikes parents are alive and love him very much)
now stan the man over here gives me a flute kinda vibe he can hold his breath for hours
richie makes some joke abt it ofc
something like "I wonder what kind of things you get up to to hold ur breath like that ;)"
stan just deadpan says "I don't breathe richie. Ever. I don't have lungs." and richie, looking at stans fucking sheet music is just like "yeah fair point"
once Henry Bowers (the fucker) have him a swirly in the boys bathroom down by the cafeteria and stan just sat there for 3 or 4 whole minutes NOT BREATHING and it freaked out the Bowers gang bc they thought he was dead
he wasn't
stan probably actually does a lot of breathing exercises for his playing and stuff and that is why he can hold his breath for so long
Now for Ben, I think ben would be a marching baritone? Or maybe a tuba
better yet he starts with tuba but goes to clarinet because it sounds cool and he wants to try something new
he doesn't ever hang out with his section though he hangs with bev mostly (none of the losers ever hang out with their sections)
ben is definitely the only clarinet that listens to directions like?? He's the sweetest boy ever you can NOT tell me he acts like a rude clarinet he is the sweetest
he offers to help the section leaders with absolutely everything
helps pit move things without being asked all the time. He once almost offered to help pit move things off field after a comp but the band director didn't let him
Bev is either drum major or color guard fight me on this
like for color guard she's the color guard captain and she's amazing at it
best posture, very clean movements, she just puts so much hard work into this
disrespect bev and die bc listen she's a SECTION LEADER and does her job WELL
Bev and Ben (despite Ben being a clarinet) ride the same bus for a while but then they started dating and Ben had to move to the brass bus :(
on the bright side bev gets to hang with eddie who is on pit and Ben gets to hang out with bill and richie
Eddie plays the marimba out of spite
like hear me out here his mom finds out he's joining marching band and FLIPS bc he could get hurt or sick or blah blah blah
and eddie really wanted to march he wanted to try Mellophone! It sounds nice!! But nooo his mom had to ruin that too
so of course he's not just going to DROP marching band. He gets her to let him be in pit at the very least
he does not tell her he chose the BIGGEST FUCKING INSTRUMENT
like listen man eddie - my tiny, short boy - playing a big ass marimba
he practices so hard all the time and he has a solo that took him so long to get the tempo right on bc it's probably like,,, the tempo is 160 and he has to play 16th notes Idk something fast
but he gets it right and is so proud and just AAAAAA
Eddie is the pit leader fight me on this
now, haha, richie??? A trumpet. For sure.
you Can Not convince me Richie is not a trumpet
he was originally going to choose sax, for the humor of it but stan was like no richie pick one you'll actually enjoy and have fun with *looks around* here pick trumpet
stan was spot on he played trumpet for a week and LOVED IT
richie is absolutely not section leader do nOT give this boy responsibility
he also helps pit push things
and by he helps pit push things I mean he pushes Eddie's marimba cause he wants to impress him/spend more time with him and Eddie's like "ok cool thanks for getting that babe" and proceeds to push one of the big ass speakers they have across the field and richies like <3<3<3
he makes the worst band jokes ever
EVER
one time someone fucked up their intrument rly bad and everyone in brass was freaking out bc this poor trombone cadet was gonna get murdered by the band director and richie just fucking "nah hey it's fine see you just gotta tune it" "richie wha-" "it's just a little FLAT" "RICHIE WHAT THE FRESH HELL"
he got dropped for 20 pushups for that one (it was totally worth it according to richie)
tried to trick the band director into letting him transfer to the color guard bus so he could hang with bev and eddie but the drum major caught on as soon as they saw richie talking to Eddie abt it and was like "richie big mood but n o"
Now last but most certainly not least is my boi big bill
Bill is a mellophone player I think
he's definitely a section leader and honestly he's probably brass captain
if not brass captain he's a loading officer but either way he's leadership
he's the one that dropped richie for 20 pushups for the joke abt the flat trombone
has no hesitation putting cadets in their place if you're here you're here to play not screw around
is still one of the nicest section leaders he really helpful if you're doing what you're supposed to be doing
"brass help pit push things inside!"
has a stash of gloves he bought during a Halloween sale the year before for when people lose their gloves they don't have to get in trouble
"no swearing in uniform- I'm looking at you richie"
spends his third quarter with bev and or stan and mike
his favorite part of games is meeting the other band let's be real here
His stutter gets in the way a lot even though he's been getting a lot better 1st controlling it and he's not SUPER intimidating but brass still listens to him bc he's a section leader and the drum major always backs him up
And make so anyway those are my headcanons for the losers club in marching band feel free to add on to this pls
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