Totally self-indulgent because I love musicals, and earlier this week I had an open mic session with all my musical theatre friends and had an absolute blast.
also!! reminder that these are all headcanons! You are free to disagree with me and let me know your own headcanons :) but y'know, be chill and respectful pls
Sylus
He loves musicals too. You're surprised to find out that he's a connoisseur of musicals! You never thought he'd be into that given his big bad wolf persona.
You bet he will invite you to watch all the musicals that are in Linkon, whether it's a touring group or an established theatre.
He listens to you ramble about your favourite musicals.
The plot, the setting, the production, movie adaptations, books; he's watching you go on and on with a fond smile on his lips.
He has the vinyl of his favourite musicals, and yours!
Karaoke with him is... a ride. Listen, he's improved in his singing in recent times, yes... but musical numbers are extremely complex, and he's not there yet. He's just slightly off-key, and you're in pain when you listen to him. Duets with him are difficult 😭 All the harmonies you want to do are not possible cuz this man cannot hold the right note 😭😭 BUT IT'S OKAY! He's learning and improving little by little... You love him either way.
Honestly, while singing with him is a challenge, you're just happy that you can watch as many musicals as you want with him.
Yes, you have a collection of Playbills that are signed by your favourite characters' actors.
If you want to watch a more niche musical that only shows in New York or London, he is taking you there on his private jet.
Zayne
While not particularly invested in musicals, he will watch whatever you want to watch because he loves you and loves seeing your eyes sparkle with joy.
He likes rock musicals, funnily enough.
We Will Rock You, Jesus Christ Superstar, Rock of Ages; you name it!
He occasionally listens to a few numbers here and there.
Surprisingly has a decent knowledge of the history behind a few musicals. He is happy to indulge in your nerdy side and discuss the facts about musicals.
Not much of a singer though LMAO he's happy to watch you belt out Defying Gravity, but don't expect him to be your Fiyero. Okay, maybe he'll duet with you on a couple of songs, but he'd rather listen to you.
Not bothered if you duet with another guy. He's too focused on your beautiful singing and acting.
If you're away on a mission or whatnot and miss a musical that's touring in Linkon, he'll ask one of his colleagues (who's planning to watch it) to get you a signed Playbill.
Rafayel
You two are unstoppable omfg
Just as big a nerd as you are.
In fact, he will challenge you in a battle of knowledge.
He watches all the musicals with you, and y'all critique like professionals.
"hmmm too much vibrato here."
"that singer has an impressive range! what was that note? F5?"
"both beautiful and smart set design"
Both of you ramble on omfg Thomas is side-eyeing you both
BEST MAN TO KARAOKE WITH!!
He's dueting with you all throughout the karaoke night, and y'all sound so beautiful! Harmonies and vocal runs galore!!
He's a tenor btw
Of course, you don't just sing the numbers... Y'all act it out!! It's a full production at his studio
All of your musical theatre friends absolutely love him and want to sing with him
HONESTLY he was probably cast as a handsome male character (Raoul, Fiyero, Chris Scott, etc) in a musical at some point in his long life
Randomly bursting out into a song in the middle of a conversation is very common, your normie friends are so tired of you two 💀
Caleb
Not as invested as you are, but you can guarantee that he will search up whatever is on in Linkon and will watch the musical you want with you
Hell, he's happy to personally fly you to New York or London and watch them there
I think he'd like Come From Away! It revolves around the events of 9/11, which is an important date in aviation history. His favourite song is definitely "Me and the Sky", and he gets all giddy and happy when you sing it
Bro is your number one fan, and has been since day 1
He has videos of you singing musical numbers when you were kids
He is more than happy to duet with you! Caleb is not a skilled singer, but he's never off-key (which is what matters most). Your ears are safe!!
He's so sweet... he'll learn to sing the harmonies for you 😭 He's just so happy when he sees your eyes light up when you two harmonise and it sounds absolutely beautiful
Caleb loves giving you eargasms as much as orgasms
OH and he'll learn the dance moves too. All so he can pull you close and feel your body on his!!
He absolutely does research on musicals. He's not as invested, but he loves you so much that he'll spend time gaining knowledge so that he can talk to you about it.
"wtf Caleb since when did you know all this???"
"Last night :)"
SIMP
Xavier
"Star, why aren't you on Broadway already?"
He's a very good listener and is happy to listen to you ramble and sing
You think you're being annoying when you ramble... BUT he asks questions!! He indulges you completely, and it melts your heart
Like the other guys, he watches musicals with you duh
Xavier's not a particularly skilled singer, but he's more than willing to duet with you! He doesn't really want other guys dueting love songs with you during karaoke with friends...
If you do end up singing with another guy (even if he's gay), he'll pout until you reassure him that he's the Fiyero to your Elphaba, the Opheus to your Euridyce, the Usnavi to your Vanessa.
He tries to learn specific duets you like, and he practices at home with you. You help him ofc cuz he's so sweet for putting in so much effort for you ❤️
You remind him that you love him as he is, and that he doesn't need to force himself to partake in your musical theatre activities and shenanigans, but he's like?? shouldn't boyfriends be involved in what their girlfriend likes?? Oh Xavier you precious man we love you as your sleepy chill self!!
sorry xavier's is a little short hjblsdafjbh i'm not as familiar with him as i am with the other men
this is my first time writing for the lads men!! let me know your thoughts :) esp xavier girlies pls educate me
A/N: the way he walks i swear-
Inspired by 21 Chump Street 👀 I highly recommend listening to this number.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PxZ_rixvzZU
I’m a sucker for guys who sing to their girls ok- Sorry if he seems OOC!
I lowkey headcanon him as a theatre kid. I mean, the way he walks, how he dramatically shouts “POWAAAA” while posing after beating 1-a, he might as well be one 👀
Pairings: Mirio Togata x f!reader
Word count: 1145
Summary: Mirio Togata was an 18 year old student who earned the spot among the Big Three. He was in his last semester of his senior year and he could hardly believe his luck when a very pretty girl showed up a few months ago.
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“Mirio, what drew you to Y/N?” Nejire asked with a smile, sitting across from him at the lunch table.
“Heh, she works really hard! But that’s not the only reason I like her though, she said she transferred here from Shiketsu High and well, I was curious. So I said hi. She seemed mature and I talked more-”
“More?” Nejire interrupted with a squeal, excited to hear her friend’s feelings.
“More!” Mirio beamed. “I was like, ‘what the heck I gotta do to be with you?’ Who do I have to be for you to be with me?’”
“Y-You told her all t-this in class...?” Tamaki questioned.
“Yeah! Well, I texted her! And check this out, she replied with a smiley face!” Mirio took out his phone, opened the messaging app and showed the conversation to his two friends.
“S-So bold...!” Tamaki gasped.
“That’s our Mirio alright!” Nejire giggled. “Tell us more!”
“I never met anyone like her, guys. She listens to me, she helps me improve my techniques so of course I help her with whatever she needs too!”
“That’s so cuuuute~” Nejire squealed but then she suddenly gasped. “Are you gonna ask her to the hero concert?”
“Duh.”
Nejire was about to scream but Tamaki quickly put his hand over her mouth to keep her inner fangirl inside.
“Nejire p-please.” He mumbled before turning to his blond friend. “A-Are you going to ask her today?”
“Yup! I got a whoooole plan! We have English together after lunch.”
“Ooohhh I’m so excited!!” Nejire squealed again, pushing Tamaki’s hand away.
“Excited for what?” A new interrupted them and they looked up to see you.
“For the concert!” Mirio quickly replied, sweating nervously seen as he nearly blew his cover.
“You have a ticket? That’s so cool.” You beamed, patting Mirio’s broad shoulder. “Now c’mon, we can’t be late for English!”
Mirio nodded and followed you to class, not before quickly turning his head back to his friends and giving them a wink. They both waved and did a thumbs up, wishing him luck.
In class, Mirio could hardly pay attention, as all he could do was think about you and how he was going to succeed into getting you to go out with him. His blue eyes were fixated on you, how you were so focused on the teacher’s words, processing what he was saying and the topic he was teaching. You were adorable to him; the way you raised your hand to answer a question and pout when you got it wrong.
Hours later, class ended but before you could do anything, much less get up from your seat, Mirio stood in front of your desk with a bright grin on his face and extended his hand.
“May I have this dance?” He asked, his voiced toned down slightly as an attempt to sound attractive. Although you found it goofy, it worked ‘cause you gracefully took his hand and he gently lifted you up on your feet, his warm hands encased around yours. He pulled you to his chest, wrapping one arm around your waist whilst your free hand was resting on his chest. Suddenly, there was music playing in the room and you looked around to spot where it was coming from but Mirio gently guided your face back to looking at him and him only.
“Y/N, tell me... What the heck I gotta do, to be with you?” He sang, swaying to the music with you. “
“What the heck I gotta do?” Multiple students in the background echoed.
“What the heck I gotta do, to be with you?” He twirled you before continuing to dance with you. You were trying to hard to suppress your giggling and squealing - the guy who had a crush on was singing to you. How perfect could this be?
“What the heck I gotta do?”
“Who do I have to be for you to go to the concert with me?” Your eyes widened at his question. You had been wanting to go to the concert but hesitated due to the price. He had another ticket? And he was asking you to go with him?
“Y/N...~” The students sang again.
“Y/N! I know there's a reason you were transferred here to me!”
“Y/N...~”
“Y/N! I know there's a reason this isn't luck, it's destiny
“Y/N...~”
“Y/N! You know me! Will you go to the concert with me?” He looked at for you a response and you pulled him in for a hug. The music had paused so you knew it was the moment for you to give him an answer.
“Of course you dork!” You giggled, overwhelmed with joy.
“Yes!” Mirio said in victory, fist bumping the air above him while the rest of the class clapped. The music came back on however it finished shortly, as if it was the finale of a big musical number. “Oh my God, Mirio, this is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me. How did you know I was even free to attend?”
“Remember when I asked you if you were free for a study session?”
“Way to be subtle.” You snorted, still holding his hand.
“It was the only thing I could think of!”
“You’re such a dork.” You got on your tippy toes and kissed his cheek, earning a few dog whistles and cheering from your classmates.
Mirio thanked the people who helped him serenade you before packing his and your things and leaving the classroom to go to the dorms. You both walked hand in hand, already acting like a couple before any of you could make it official. By now it was clear to you both that you liked each other. Once arrived at your dorm, you turned to him, looking up and his eyes that were sparkling with joy.
“So... what happens after the concert?” You asked.
Mirio leaned against the wall next to the doorknob. “Well... what do you want to happen?”
You scoffed, a shy smile tugging on your lips. “I like you Mirio, a-a lot so what I want is... for us to be a thing.”
“Huh, what a coincidence, because I like you too and that’s exactly what I want as well.” Mirio grinned, flashing his perfect teeth. Another squeal escaped your lips and you couldn’t help but pull him in for another bear hug which he gladly returned.
“Best day ever.” You whispered.
“Couldn’t agree more, Sunshine.” Mirio agreed, kissing your hair before pulling away.
“See you then.” You smiled before entering your room and closing the door.
After what felt like forever of suppressing your squeals, you finally let it all out, jumping around your room, hugging your pillow close to your chest. Outside, Mirio heard you and smiled to himself, glad to see he made you happy.
Tried a different style for this one! Made it more comic-book style :>
I’m just experimenting with style and colour and stuff! using the tmnt 2012 bois cuz god damn i love them so much ;-;
Hmm... back in season 1 it was Draxum! Before he became good hehe. I found his character so original and I love the fact that he's voice by John Cena xD also he had a musical number that I love so much!!
Currently, since Draxum is good now, I'd have to go with Big Mama :D Idk I find her really appealing as a villain. She has her pretty human form and then her fuckin scary yokai form. Also dude I'm just weak for British-
I don't know if you still do stuff for Noragami.. But can I have Yato with a fem! S/O who has like FABULOUS legs. Like they dummy THICC but they are so beautiful! (Bonus if she can do a split!)
woop sorry for the late response-
i’m not very active in this account since I switched into my art account on my other computer xD
But hey, sure! Y’know what, I might make this account a multifandom writing blog.
Noragami’s my favourite anime but it’s been a while since I last watched it :”)) I hope he’s not OOC!
Warnings: You swearing like a sailor lmao
Word count: 1467
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No one would have ever thought that a girl with your legs could dance, let alone do the splits.
It’s a stereotype, right? Thicc girl is too thicc to do anything blah blah blah
Well not you.
You loved to dance. It was a form of art that you just connected with so strongly. Expressing yourself with just your body language was so extraordinary to you that you took on classes since you were just a child. Now a young adult, having just turned 19, you didn’t know what you wanted to do exactly.
Future??? WHat’s thAT????
Currently, you were laying on your bed in your pyjamas which consisted of shorts and a tank top, under the sheets, looking up at the ceiling as random thoughts swirled in your head. Maybe you could go into the performing arts? Musical theatre performer? Dance teacher?
“Ugghhh...” You groaned. “I don’t know what to dooo!”
The performing arts was very physically demanding - that is, if you meant the requirements then you’re in. You had tried in the past to audition for dance classes and teacher positions but you had gotten rejected every time and all for the same reason:
Your weight.
What was most disappointing was that you had always been proud of your physical figure. You weren’t thin like a wire, you never were and unless you give up your happiness, you never will be. But you didn’t mind ‘cause fuck it - food is fucking delicious and people need to be more grateful of the awesome shit we get to consume. Ahem - anyway, you loved yourself. You love your body and you wouldn’t give it up for anything. You were beautiful. You had all the curves in all the right places. So many of your girl friends had told you they would give their soul to Satan to have your ass and legs. It was a weird way of complimenting you but you appreciated it either way.
Still, you were upset. Just today you had auditioned for an elite dance class which fit your level. However you got rejected and even though they had told you that it was because you had come too late, you knew better, you knew it was because of your physical look which didn’t match their wants.
“Beauty is so overrated.” You scoffed, thinking about how so many girls literally torturing their bodies just to fit society’s definition of beauty.
wE LiVE iN A sOCiEty.
“Societ...y...”
“Huh?” You muttered, hearing a voice close by to you.
“Beauti...ful...”
“What the fuck?” You gasped, now fully aware that you weren’t alone in your room. Your eyes scanned the area and there in the corner, you saw floating eyeballs.
“You’re not... beautiful...” It said. “We... can make you... beautiful...”
“Shut the fuck up! I AM beautiful!” You spat, getting your phone out to text your boyfriend, Yato, one word:
HELP.
You got up from your bed in a flash as the phantom grew larger and came closer to you. But how? You were confident with yourself, there was no reason why a phantom would appear right next to you.
You were confident... right?
“Beautiful... Beautiful...!” It spoke again, its voice multiplying as if there were 500 children speaking at once.
“Shut up!” You yelled, baking up against the wall until it touched your back.
It attacked, sending black mist towards you. However, you lifted your leg high, a full 180°. Suddenly you had an idea.
“You wanna dance? Bring it motherfucker!” You challenged.
The black blob of eyeballs and mist multiplied and all began attacking you however, you were able to avoid them by lifting your legs and moving your legs in graceful manners, as if you were dancing. You even did a few gainer front flips (A/N: y’know those flips that ballet dancers do? yeah that.) You were skilled and it showed. You were cartwheeling around, flipping and twisting to dodge the attacks. However you were starting to feel tired and soon enough, one of your flips ended up with you hitting your head against the wall and twisting your ankle.
“Ah fuck!” You cursed, holding your ankle and panting loudly. The blob grew larger and was about to launch at you until there was a flash of light.
“Sekki!” A voice called.
Then, the blob exploded and on the other side was the all too familiar God in the light blue scarf.
“Y/N!” He called rushing to your side. “Are you okay?!”
“Dude.” You panted, leaning against him. “It’s fucking 1 am, a Phantom attacked me, I sprained my ankle and I’m tired. What do you think?” You sassed.
“Yatooo!” His regalia, Yukine called. “Release me!”
“Oh, right.” Yato said before releasing his regalia, causing the katana to glow and reshape itself into Yukine’s human body. “Get some ice.”
The blond boy nodded before leaving the room. Yato’s blue eyes locked themselves on your bruised ankle which was starting to change colour. His eyes then shifted over to yours, as if asking how it happened.
“A Phantom was here and attacked me.” You briefly explained.
“It wouldn’t just appear right next to you like that. ” Yato persisted, his voice growing softer. “Did something happen?”
You paused before sighing out. “They rejected me.”
“What??” Yato shrieked. “But you’re an amazing dancer! You’re the best one I’ve seen in centuries!”
That comment made you slightly smile. “Thanks... I guess I’m more upset than I initially thought...”
Yato frowned before bringing you in for a hug, wrapping his arms around your waist and yours were around his neck. You didn’t cry but your heart still felt heavy and having him by your side helped relieve the tension.
“Why didn’t you call me sooner?” Yato asked, his thumbs rubbing against the thin cloth on your back.
“I didn’t wanna disturb you. I know you’re a busy guy.”
“I would’ve made time for you, honey. Nothing can ever be more important than your wellbeing.”
“Heh.” You chuckled, pulling away from him and caressing his handsome face. “Thanks.”
Later, Yukine came back with a pack of ice and the two boys brought you to your bed with Yato holding the pack against your ankle. You suggested that they both stayed at your place since your parents weren’t home and they gladly agreed. Of course, Yato decided to sleep with you and Yukine took your parent’s bedroom. The idea of having a queen sized bed just for him made him so happy since he hadn’t been able to sleep properly due to Yato not having a proper shrine of his own. Sure, Yato’s “mini shrine” that Hiyori had made for him was registered but it was far too small for them to sleep in.
Now, it was just you and the God of Calamity.
“Did they tell you why?”
“They said that I came too late which was, in fact, not true, since I was one of the first to audition. They didn’t wanna say it to my face but it’s basically my weight. They think I’m too fat even though my skills are just as high as the other girls. Assholes...” You explained, furrowing your eyebrows. “Guess I’m far away from being in the performing arts...”
Yato frowned. “Don’t give up like that, Y/N, it isn’t like you.”
“How can I not?” You retorted. “I keep auditioning, again and again, and every fucking time, I get rejected! Why? Because of these fucking things!” You slapped your thigh in frustration.
Yato’s hand was placed on top of your thigh, where you had just slapped and gently rubbed it. Then, he lowered his head and kissed it which made you blush, feeling awkward by the sudden affection.
“Your thighs are beautiful, Y/N. They’re strong and yet so soft to lay my head on.” He smiled. “They can do amazing things. It’s just that no one is as privileged as me to see them in action~”
“Oh my God you perv.” You giggled, facepalming at the God. “Thanks.”
He smirked at you, moving his body closer to yours until his face was inches from yours. Yeah this was completely normal. You were 19, of course you’ve had sex with Yato. Hell, he was your first when you turned 18. It was not the best experience but you were glad it was with him.
Yato’s hands moved upwards, his palms creating a soft sound against your skin, through the hems of your loose shorts until they reached your waist. His thumbs moved in circles which was pretty soothing for you. He rested his head against yours, smiling contently before kissing your head, then your cheeks and finally, your lips. The kiss started out soft but then it escalated quickly.
“Your legs are beautiful, let’s see what they can do~”
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I personally love it :) I live in a very culturally inclusive country so we get foods from all over Asia, more often Japanese and Korean however we have foodcourts with many local foods that are DELISH. What sucks here is the weather, it's hot and humid 24/7 but I'm used to it. Also, all of my internet friends are in Europe or America so it's 12 hours time zone difference which really sucks :(
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Eyooo headcanons for Karma, Korosensei and Karasuma (so many Ks-) with a female s/o who has cryogenic powers (ice powers basically) that she got when her father (who was a scientist) saved her from an illness? Keep up the great work y'all <3
Sorry this isn’t very long but I feel as if they wouldn’t treat her much differently ^^’
Karasuma may be from the Government and be aware of many international secrets, but he’s still constantly amazed by the lengths that science can go to.
Korosensei feels a sense of empathy for her - being somebody that was changed by science himself - but is glad that her circumstances for having these changes put upon her were different from his.
Karma obviously has many ideas of mischief that these ice abilities can be used for but understands that she may not always want to be using them if at all.
All three of them try their best to stop her from overusing her cryogenic powers and (obviously) care for her.
Karasuma and Karma thinks that having cryogenic powers are a great advantage in killing Korosensei too, so they’re commonly suggesting ways to try and trap Koro in ice
While Korosensei does admire her abilities, he does… keep a distance at times for his safety.
Let’s thank the creators of this amazing Musical, the cast, the crew, let’s spread the word the same way we willed this musical back into existence; through social media.
Hi! Can I have a male BMC ship? I'm a straight female 5"7 memelord who spends most of her time looking at memes and vines. My hobbies are singing, drawing and fanfiction writing! So you could say I'm an artist! I love musicals, action/adventure/sci-fi movies (big avengers fan here), RPG video games, cartoons and animes. 2 main traits that define me are humorous and empathic: I'm here for everyone and do what I can to help
Hey! Thanks so much for requesting!
I’m shipping you with:
Jeremy Heere
okay so
he pretty much adores you
you guys probably met in the drama club whether you did tech or onstage
jeremy just found you as a total cutie
(he loves the artsy type don’t @ me)
He’d have you sing to him over the phone while he was trying to sleep
or when you guys are just belting out musicals together
he’s DEFINITELY tried writing a song with you, you guys couldn’t get too far because you were having a little too much fun w/ the goofy lyrics.
the fact that you’re really good with empathy and helping others is SOSOSO important to him
although it was sometimes hard; he’d tell you about the squip situation and how it changed him. he loved that you were a listening ear when he needed it. he always tries hard to make sure you’re happy too
on the weekends you guys would do a marathon of your favorite movies and shows and probably argue for an hour about what to watch before just settling lol
but you two cuddle up with some snacks and lots of blankets and pillows just watching movies and shows
when it comes to you drawing he’s probably a little annoying but still a sweetie
he always jokes around with the “cAN U dRaw mE?”
but when you actually DO IT??
he is smitten; gets it framed and stuff
“look at what my girlfriend did, she’s so cool”
he’s usually a bit sheepish bc he’s SHY about affection
but when it’s just the two of you? he tries so hard to be romantic
wanted to give you flowers in class?
nope. he got scared and just,,, smashed them into his book bag
and at the end of the day he pulls out some crumpled flowers like “i got you flowers, love u” with a cute lil laugh
You guys are the sweetest couple around. Thank you for requesting once again; if you have any other ideas or requests don’t hesitate to ask away! my inbox and messages are always open.
