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I’m a slut for Musical Theater™
elise: reblogs my post, instantly entering it into the free market of tumblr content
my post: thriving, cashing out, crops watered, skin clear
those who barely missed becoming historic: combeferre
In short, he desired neither halt nor haste. While his tumultuous friends, captivated by the absolute, adored and invoked splendid revolutionary adventures, Combeferre was inclined to let progress, good progress, take its own course; he may have been cold, but he was pure; methodical, but irreproachable; phlegmatic, but imperturbable. Combeferre would have knelt and clasped his hands to enable the future to arrive in all its candor, and that nothing might disturb the immense and virtuous evolution of the races. The good must be innocent, he repeated incessantly.
Jean Prouvaire in 8 and Montparnasse in 18? ❤
8-in fancy clothes
I admit i own absolutely no fashion sense…but neither does jehan so, i hope you’ll excuse THIS
18- as a child/adult
So apparently I’m a supporter of the “Montparnasse and Feully knew each other as children on the street” trope??
Also they’re keeping up the bread stealing tradition
Okieriete Onaodowan as Pierre Bezukhov in Natasha, Pierre & The Great Comet of 1812
the rest of 2017 is okieriete onaodowan appreciation year so jot that down
ok but au where R was shot at the barricade, but it didn't kill him, and he woke up later to his dead friends scattered about the street :))))))
The True Alignment Chart
today i found out that victor hugo has had more sex than possibly almost any other human that has lived on this planet.
he had so much sex his biographers straight up gave up trying to document all of his sexual partners. he was reported to fuck up to 3-9 times a day. He had a secret sex diary written in code. He had “official” and “unofficial” mistresses. One estimate was that he had ~200 sexual partners in two years.
Icon.
don’t forget that on the day of his funeral all the brothels in Paris were closed because every single prostitute in the whole goddamn city was busy mourning him
Hey quick question what the fuck
the man reported on his hookups in his diary using latin code words and 2 million people attended his funeral, if that isnt balling idk what is
les amis as dramatic things i've done
enjolras: told my mom i wanted to "ruin my life rather than be controlled by my father forever" just because i didn't want to make a professional phone call out of anxiety
combeferre: livetexted a friend while watching the narnia movies all the reasons why i have beef with the general consensus of the pevensie siblings' hogwarts house sortings
courfeyrac: on our year 11 field trip i was talking with my friend whom i had a crush on but had repressed and his mom called and he was talking to her so sweetly and before he hung up he said "take care, i love you mom" and i literally only then realised i was in love with him so i got up and said "ok gotta go" in a really strangled voice and started running away, stormed into my room and faceplanted onto the bed groaning before my best friend said "what happened, u realise ur in love with him or what?" and i shot up screaming
grantaire: made an entire groupchat for me and my friends to vent about our crushes which was basically a thinly veiled excuse for me to whine about my crush
bossuet: was running late to my lesson and the bus wasn't due for another 30 mins so i made the mistake and decided to walk all the way to the lesson and because i severely underestimate time and distance i walked for 1hr straight in harsh sunlight beating down and nearly passed out until my teacher called me and told me he had another appointment and we had to reschedule
joly: had a bit of a breakdown bc of a plot twist in a movie i'd forgotten about and instead of being reasonable i started googling and convinced myself i had had a very traumatising childhood experience which i likely did not have
eponine: painted runes all over my room to help me and my cat communicate better because i clearly thought magic was the best way to stop my cat from pissing everywhere
cosette: left the fucking groupchat because my girlfriend sent a selfie that was too hot for me to handle my own feelings about it
musichetta: befriended my crush's crush and tried to get them together and then cried after watching them make out
jehan: had a plant that was slowly dying bc i kept forgetting to water it so i put it next to my bed and slept with it next to me for days to transfer my lively positive energy by us hanging out
bahorel: took up an awful bet suggested by my best friend when i was 14 to touch my crush's butt (of course with his consent) and that was legitimately our first interaction. six months later he and my best friend started dating.
feuilly: made brownies and left some batter on the side for my mom before remembering she would be staying at her bf's for the night and i started crying and called her to tell her i missed her
marius: had over 10,000 songs in my pc music library and started thinking how stressed i'd be if they all got accidentally deleted and realised i could not allow myself to be so dependent on this obsessive possession so i deadass deleted them all myself
valjean: started crying because the only bread we had in the house was stale
javert: got called on to read my essay aloud, which i hadn't done, so i stared at an empty notebook page and started to recite a made up essay that i hadn't written but was literally winging right then and there, my friend thought i was possessed and the teacher thought my essay was so good she told the whole class
fantine: was in terrific menstrual pain so i asked my mom to "please stab me i'm not even joking at least knock me out if i could choose death right now i would"
montparnasse: was feeling ignored by a friend so i walked alone to the beach at night and sat on a sunbed under the starry sky thinking before that friend came to ask me what was wrong and i: "you're the person i want to talk to about this but also the one person i absolutely cannot confess this to"
les amis as some of my godawful tweets
enjolras: i genuinely think my content is deliriously good 10/10 @ me
combeferre: ideal date; u n me, a fireplace, marshmallows, fairy lights everywhere, nice soft music, talking abt aliens
courfeyrac: flannel? gay. cats the animal? gay. cats the musical? gay. musicals? gay. music? gay. sheet music? gay. tchaikovsky? probably gay. words? ga
grantaire: me; leans in close 2 whisper sensually in ur ear
me; i have the full shrek blu-ray boxset
joly: sext; Christmas Music 2 hour playlist
bossuet: mirror father; the end of this year is a time to reflect,
mirror children; *exaggerated groaning*
eponine: haha my love life? a mess, a scam, a lie
marius: get u a man that'll play u romantic songs on the guitar and then cry bc the melody is so sweet (me)
montparnasse: my lips have been chapped for a whole week come thru @ universe y r u punishing me like this I've only committed like 1 (one) minor felony
bahorel: i am dat boi, gonna unicycle into ur life n steal ur heart hoe,
feuilly: i wasn't being an angel, i was being gay
cosette: everyone either thinks im a pure roll or a huge snob boob but I'm actually ten crimes and a bunny in a trenchcoat
jehan: you: Labyrinth, the Movie
me, an intellectual; that unnecessarily long and oddly contextual music video for David Bowie's "dance magic"
musichetta: tell em boy bi,,,, boy bi
claquesous: being lowkey? i don't know her
not to be a theater nerd tm but tech crews including people who do lights, sound, costumes, sets, and work backstage on shows deserve far more recognition for their hard work
one of the les mis quotes that breaks my heart the most is in enjolras’ barricade speech where he says “the nineteenth century is great, but the twentieth century will be happy”
it’s just so hopeful and naive and i think it was something victor hugo himself probably believed. That all the great dramatic events of the 19th century would be a thing of the past and that the 20th century might be a little less romantic, but there would be peace and people would be happy. But he was totally wrong and the 20th century was both world wars and france was occupied and took huge blows to it’s spirit as a nation probably more so than anything before in hugo’s time. It’s such a great line honestly, and it’s perhaps even more poignant because of it’s tragic irony from a modern perspective. Idk that part just breaks my heart to pieces every time.
In the Heights (2008) - Can you remind me of what it was like at the top of the world?
insp: (x) (x)
what your favourite musical says about you
move over horoscopes this is the Hot New Personality Metric of 2017
any golden age musical: you’re a dancer, or you really wish you were a dancer. you’re not really involved in the shipping / character analysis aspects of fandom. you are either extraordinarily pretentious or very very chilled out, but either way you probably think you were born in the wrong decade
bandstand: you definitely think you were born in the wrong decade
hello dolly: you have a trademark Favourite Actress™ and you have probably argued with a falsettos fan at some point in the past month
war paint: you really like patti lupone
mainstream sondheim (into the woods, sweeney todd, etc): if you were a spice, you’d be flour. if you were a book, you’d be two books.
obscure sondheim: you have a working knowledge of music theory and you like to try and make objective value judgements of musicals based on this. you probably want to be a music director and you listen along to musicals with a piano and/or a copy of the score by your side. alternatively, you actually prefer a mainstream sondheim musical but you want to sound cultured
any german musical: much like the golden age musical fan, you’re either really chill or REALLY pretentious. you also care a lot about costume design
any show that’s basically only done for school productions: there’s a solid chance that you’re the kind of theatre kid everyone hates. either that or you’re very independent and don’t give a shit what anyone thinks, to a really admirable extent.
cats: you’re a furry, or you had a warrior cats phase, or you started liking it ironically but accidentally got really into it. you’re either an incredible dancer or the very thought of dancing strikes terror into your heart
any other lloyd webber musical: either you’re very committed to being ironic, or you’re chaotic evil. maybe both
les mis: you’re a little bit basic and you either embrace it or try way too hard to disguise it. you have no concept of liking things in moderation. you probably actually care about the west end
phantom of the opera: as above. you probably had a twilight phase, or used phantom as a substitute for a twilight phase. you also have really strong opinions about the design aspects of theatre
wicked: you do high school theatre. you are a little bit too passionate about high school theatre.
next to normal: you’ve probably been in the online theatre fandom for a while and you sometimes forget it’s not 2012. aaron tveit was your first celebrity crush.
newsies: you’re incredibly good at picking out a single ensemble member at the start of a show and following their entire track for 2 and a half hours. you really wish you were a dancer
fun home: you’re a lesbian
ghost quartet: either your favourite musical is actually great comet but you’re scared of sounding too mainstream, or you manage to be really weird and effortlessly cool at the same time. you have a favourite cryptid and you definitely believe at least one conspiracy theory
great comet: you were in the les mis or hamilton fandoms at some point. you want to be a little bit edgier than you actually are, and you’re probably a little bit depressed. alternatively, you’re a mother with a crush on josh groban. you probably have strong opinions about the 2017 tonys.
falsettos: you definitely have strong opinions about the 2017 tonys.
hamilton: on the one hand, you’re not afraid of liking things once they start to be seen as overhyped, and that’s to be admired. on the other hand there’s at least a 50% chance that you’ve called thomas jefferson a sinnamon roll so uhh
in the heights: you probably also like hamilton, but you either love or despise the hamilton fandom.
the dear evan hansen / be more chill / heathers combo: you love making fanart and animatics make up the majority of your youtube recommendations. you also really love memes. you can sometimes be a little bit obnoxious but your heart is in the right place
the above combo plus hamilton: i’m scared of you.
feel free to reblog and add more but these are the main categories of Theatre Fan i have encountered here on tungle dot hell