#harry apps

[valjeans]

Just Harry App's giving the most heartbreaking and powerful performance for his final show while literally sobbing his eyes out.

#i just love him so much as marius #he just nails the absolute awkward freak #and then his empty chairs is always such a powerful moment cause he's just so angry and broken #but today it was just soooo upsetting #it was what finally had me in tears #harry apps

[lesmiserabelles]

from the final show of the 21/22 west end cast

Jon Robyns (Jean Valjean), Bradley Jaden (Javert), Chanice Alexander-Burnett (Fantine), Charlie Burn (Cosette), Harry Apps (Marius), Sha Dessi (Éponine), Jordan Shaw (Enjolras), Gerard Carey (Thénardier), Josefina Gabrielle (Madame Thénardier), Harry Newby (Gavroche), Bonnie Harper (Little Cosette), Sicily de Bernardini (Young Éponine), Rodney Earl Clarke (The Bishop/Claquesous), Connor Jones (Grantaire), Richard Carson (Factory Foreman/Combferre), Joseph Anthony (Feuilly), Luke McCall (Courfeyrac), Michael Kholwadia (Jean Prouvaire), Danny Colligan (Joly), Mark Pearce (Brujon), Matt Dempsey (Bamatabois/Lesgles), Christopher Jacobsen (Babet), Leo Miles (Montparnasse/Pimp), Natalie Green (mat. cover Factory Girl), Georgie Lovatt (Old Woman), Kelly Agbowu (Madame), Jessie Hart (Wig Maker), Jessica Joslin, Claire O'Leary, Mared Williams, Phoebe Williams, Kathy Peacock (s/w ensemble), Corinne Priest (s/w ensemble), Sam Peggs (s/w ensemble), Sake Wijers (s/w ensemble)

#les mis #les mis london #les mis for stage #musicals #audio #jon robyns #bradley jaden #chanice alexander-burnett #charlie burn #harry apps #sha dessi #jordan shaw #gerard carey #josefina gabrielle

[fandomandmore]

I am 110% not ready for the current Les Mis casts final shows over this weekend.

If you need me, you'll find me at the Sondheim.

I'll be the sobbing, blubbering mess.

#les miserables #les mis #les mis london #les mis cast change #jon robyns #bradley jaden #richard carson #connor jones #harry apps #im not ready to say goodbye

[keenenthusiastinfluencer]

It took me a disturbingly long time to recognise who this is

#harry apps #les miserables #les mis london #stephen sondheim #old friends

[stil-lindigo]

reverb in an empty hall.

prints (all proceeds go towards aid for Gaza)

#the plan for this comic has been lying in my notes app for months now #i felt compelled to make it now #my mental health has really been in the pits lately which means ive been playing disco elysium a lot again #the bleak reality of the game and the beauty that persists in it despite *everything* in it comforts me #i love you disco elysium #i love you kim kitsuragi #i love you harry #take what you will from this comic but for me at least its about saving as many people as you can on your way out #i hope that's properly conveyed <3 #disco elysium #harry dubois #kim kitsuragi #whirling in rags #stillindigo art #it may surprise some of u to know this but before the Palestinian genocide began I was predominantly just an art blog #I haven’t posted new art in 4 months

[artiststarme]

Eddie and Steve only break up once. It’s not because of a fight or a disagreement. There’s nothing nefarious about it but it isn’t quite a mutual decision either.

They break up at Steve’s request for a night so he can properly commiserate with Robin about being single.

He felt like he can’t accurately discuss her feelings and feels badly about giving her advice that he can’t even fathom anymore, not since falling in love with Eddie. As her bestest friend and the co-owner of their shared brain cell, he decides to fully support Robin by being single with her for a night.

He plans on going to gay bars with her, hyping her up as the best single wingman he could be, and commiserating the impossible dating scene with her. That’s not quite what happens though.

Instead of having a fun night out on the town as single queers in the big city, Steve spends the night wrapped up in Robins arms under a fluffy blanket on the couch wailing about not being loved anymore and Eddie breaking up with him.

Robin very much thinks it’s real, very much hates Eddie for approximately 14 hours for breaking Steve’s heart and comforts Steve to the best of her ability. She even watches sucky rom-coms with him and listens to Tears for Fears on repeat.

They cuddle together on the small couch in their apartment, loving each other and scolding Eddie in solidarity. Robin spews words of anger towards the dumbass metalhead that decided to break her best friend’s heart so callously on a random Friday night. And for no reason as well! Blasphemous in her mind.

She stews quietly all night and much more loudly when she and Steve are awoken to Eddie bringing them coffee and waffles from their favorite cafe down the street.

When she finds out that they only broke up for the night and it was very much not real, Robin is absolutely furious and makes them take her to a Blondie concert in revenge. It’s the least they can do after stressing her out so much in just one night. Deep down though, she’s happy it wasn’t real because she can see how happy they are together, if not the stupidest people she knows.

#Robin does not get paid enough to deal with the two of them and their problems #the least they can do is take her to a Blondie concert and do their darndest to get her noticed by Deborah Harry #didn’t mean to leave this one neglected in the Notes app #stranger things #steddie #ficlet #steve harrington #eddie munson #robin buckley

[troythecatfish]

#threads #threads app #jk rowling #tw jkr mention #cw jkr #harry potter #fuck jkr #anti jkr #screw jkr #jkr is trash #current events #social justice #human rights #important #i do not support jkr #trans rights #lgbtqia #lgbt #lgbtq #trans community #lgbtq community #lgbtqia+

[doodleholic]

#dramione #draco malfoy #hermione granger #procreate app #fanart #fanart friday #dhr art #dhr fanart #draco x hermione #myart #just doodlin #harry potter fanart

[sun1seeker]

i know for a fact that i would genuinely hate the marauders annoying asses if i was a student at hogwarts but since they’re fictional they’re automatically my favorite people ever 🤍

#they would be so annoying i know it #i would think they’re hot from afar #but i would probably despise them lol #also hey i haven’t posted in a month i kinda forgot this app existed #marauders #wolfstar #jegulus #hogwarts #harry potter #marauders era #james potter #sirius black #remus lupin

[ramdotexe]

live with me

#disco elysium #disco elysium fanart #kim kitsuragi #harrier du bois #harry du bois #kimharry #harrykim #hello again tunglr sorry for not posting for so long #tbh this app makes me kind of nervous LMAO #anyways enjoy my first fully rendered piece in a While #my art

[adelaideandart]

Lmao it popped up so randomly. 10/10 recommendation, I do need him

#maybe i *was* writing a disco elysium fanfic in my notes app a while ago #so what?? mind your own business #also i don’t know the name of the artst who created my background picture #but if they're reading this post thank you!! and sorry!! #disco elysium #kim kitsuragi #harry du bois #harrier du bois #harrykim #kimharry

[residentrookie]

jegulus dads ‘i frew up 🧍’ microfic— 1313 words; sorry guys i was brain rotting too hard about this one (cw: mentions of throwing up)

in all his 27 years, regulus has never been a deep sleeper. so when the door to the bedroom creaks open at 3 in the morning, his eyes open with it. the room is still pitch black, and he wonders groggily if boots (their cat) pawed it open when a tiny, weak voice whimpers, “daddy?”

regulus is launching up in bed and turning towards the voice of his five year old son before thinking twice.

“what, baby? what is it?”

at his sudden movement, james shoots up in bed next to him. “—whatisit. haz?” he mumbles, flicking on a lamp and dousing the room in light.

there stands harry in his spiderman jams, hair an absolute bird’s nest and tears streaming from his big green eyes and down his sweet cheeks. regulus’ eyes water instinctively just looking at him. before having kids, regulus never knew what it was to empathize so automatically with someone else— but he felt harry’s emotions right along with him, the joy, the sorrow, and the pain too.

“i—“ harry starts, then sucks in a big stuttering breath, clearly trying to be a brave boy and not cry, “i-i threw u-up.”

at the admission he wails, like he’s just confessed to the most abhorrent sin and will now have to face the wrath of his two loving fathers, who are so light on punishments they sometimes worry harry will end up being the most spoiled brat alive. james and regulus share a quick look, what regulus would consider the “dad” look, before throwing back the covers and rising quickly.

surprisingly, they’ve planned for this. years ago. when they first started dating. james had asked regulus about this very scenario, and after minutes of regulus whining about never wanting children in the first place—so why does it even matter, james— he’d made his position clear.

“i don’t do vomit.” regulus told him firmly. “absolutely not.”

james had laughed. “fine by me. if you only knew how much of my friends vomit i’ve had to clean up over the years. i don’t even blink at it anymore.”

thus the responsibilities of this hypothetical situation were assigned. james was on vomit duty. regulus was on comfort duty.

“not sure i’ll be any good at that either,” regulus had said grudgingly, but james had just smiled knowingly, able to see a future that regulus couldn’t yet imagine.

james makes it to harry first and scoops him up promptly, letting him bury his face in his neck and sob. regulus comes up behind them and snuggles up to harry, kissing his small head and whispering reassurances.

“shhhh don’t cry, it’s okay, haz. does your tummy hurt?” james asks calmly, rocking them all back and forth soothingly.

regulus pulls back and watches harry nod. his cheek is rosy and hot when regulus puts his hand to it.

“come on, baby, let’s go take care of it okay?” regulus tells him, and james deposits their still-sniffling son into his husbands open arms.

“you know what time it is?” james asks, wiggling his brows. harry just sniffs and shakes his head. “time to be superdad,” james tells him, pointing at his faded superman t-shirt. then he gives an animated salute, puts one fist on his hip and the other high in the sky before jetting out of the room with some impressive ‘flying sounds’ that manage to make harry smile a little before he remembers that he’s actually very upset right now. regulus shakes his head at his wonderfully ridiculous spouse and starts towards the stairs, feeling harry’s hot tears gather in the crook of his neck.

after giving harry some medicine, they settle on the couch downstairs, harry in regulus lap and clinging to him. regulus rocks them for a few minutes, letting harry’s breaths slow as he calms down.

“papa?” harry sniffles suddenly, his voice so small.

“yes, sweetheart?” regulus asks, pressing a kiss to his forehead.

“we need to have a funeral. like how we did for bobbi.”

regulus blinks. bobbi, harry’s goldfish, had died three days after james brought him home, leaving the two of them to explain the complicated matter of death to their three and a half year old. so harry had a vague idea of the concept and of funerals, though his only exposure has been the meager ceremony they’d patched together and held in their garden. sirius had given a speech and peter had cried.

“what? why?” regulus demands, scanning his son’s face. his bottom lip pokes out as his eyes fill with tears yet again.

“b-because i think i killed hippo,” he wails. “i-i threw up all over him— a-and ron said that throw up is like— like how supervillains spit out the acid and k-kill the good guys—“

regulus closes his eyes briefly, exhaling in relief. he makes a mental note to tell james to cool it on the superhero movies for a while— clearly it’s getting into harry’s head.

“no baby, hippo is fine. he just needs to go for a swim in the wash, and then he’ll come out as good as new.”

harry peels his head back from regulus’ chest, blinking up at home hopefully. “really?”

“really. i bet daddy has already put him in. shall we go check on him just to be sure?”

“yes, please,” harry says, politely. oddly, it makes regulus think of his mother, of how she had demanded her boys to be polite above all else, even in the face of abuse and neglect. james and regulus had done absolutely everything differently, and harry still turned out to be the sweetest boy on the planet. walburga can fucking suck it.

pushing aside the thoughts of his mother, regulus rises with harry still perched on his hip. they walk back upstairs, peeking their heads into the laundry room to find james, metaphorical sleeves rolled up as he hums to himself, rummaging through their linens. regulus truly married the only person in the world who can sing while cleaning up vomit at 3 in the morning.

james turns and smiles at them in the doorway. “my boys!” he says cheerfully, crossing the room to give harry a smooch on the head.

“he’s worried about hippo, darling,” regulus explains. “can you show him how he’s just gone for a dip in the wash?”

“who, hippo?” james asks. “oh he’s great. you know what he told me haz?” he leans forward as if confiding a secret, “he told me he’s been wanting a bubble bath for sooo long and he’s sooo happy he finally got the chance. he even said to tell you thank you!”

harry giggles. “no he didn’t. he doesn’t talk.”

james gasps. “well he certainly talks to me, harry. we’re the best of friends.”

“i thought papa was your best friend,” harry says and james’ face melts into the gentlest smile.

“that’s true, too. it’s a tie between hippo and papa.”

regulus rolls his eyes as harry laughs. they go over and stand in front of the washer. the top is clear, so harry can see all his stuffies (including hippo) swirl around in the sudsy water. after several moments of watching them spin, james nudges regulus, inclining his head towards harry.

regulus looks down to see their baby’s eyes closed, head heavy, cheek squished against his chest.

“his bed has fresh sheets,” james whispers but regulus isn’t quite ready to let him go. he looks up at james with a pleading face.

james, try as he might, has never excelled at being the hardass parent. so when regulus takes their son back into their bedroom, depositing him under the covers between the two of them, james just smiles and shakes his head. they climb into bed and turn towards harry, two parenthesis enclosing the small shape of their son, cradling him and keeping him safe.

regulus sleeps long and deep, one hand laced with his husband’s, the other resting on his son’s dark head.

#i scribbled this like a madman in my notes app so apologies for the lowercase #i just love everything about them #they would be SUCH GOOD PARENTS YOU DONT UNDERSTAND #jegulus dads #jegulus #jegulus microfic #james potter #regulus black #harry potter #oneshot

[lesmiserabelles]

do i stay and do i dare?

#les mis #sha dessi #harry apps #eponine thenardier #marius pontmercy #les mis london #les mis west end #west end live #musicals #musicaledit #theatreedit #theateredit #musicaltheatreedit #musicaltheateredit #les mis for stage #carmella's edits #sha's smile literally killing me here

[cold-boys-fandom-hub]

A few outtakes from Karen Han’s interview with Jared Harris, Dave Kajganich and Soo Hugh.

The full interview from 2018 can be read here

#the terror #terror cast interview #jared harris #dave kajganich #soo hugh #just rescuing these from the bird app

[komarux]

waiting.

#disco elysium #kim kitsuragi #harry du bois #digital art #gif #I apologize to all mobile users whose phone gets crashed from this gif #sucks that tumblr is a fuckass app #but on the bright side my program crashed 3 times trying to render the gif #so we can have that in common <3 #bg study

[one-time-i-dreamt]

Someone broke into my house dressed as Elvis Presley and turns out that someone was Harry Fucking Styles.

He looked at my phone and said, "That's... an app."

Then he left.

#dream #crime #costume #elvis presley #harry styles #breaking and entering #house #phone #app