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Something about this night || BWAU

[[Just a friend date. Just 2 friends. Seeing a show. A romance show. Nothing suspicious about that. @freakin-faraday-cage I’m sorry this suddenly wouldn’t let me go]]

In Erin’s unprofessional opinion, the hardest thing about being a broadway star was that she had very little time to actually enjoy shows she wasn’t in. The prime example of her lamentations was Finding Neverland, a show which in her opinion had had much too short a run in New York before moving all across the country on tour. But the tour production had finally come to a city close to New York, and Erin simply couldn’t pass up the opportunity to have herself be swept away again. She had bought her tickets ages ago, before she and Ivy had been cast in their latest projects, but Erin had already decided she’d do anything to get out of the one performance she’d have to miss to see it.

Unfortunately, Ivy wasn’t as invested.

“Please, Ivy, we made these plans months ago!” Erin was a little petulant over the phone as she listened to her friend explain why she couldn’t make it. The one downside to actually winning a Tony, she supposed. Realizing there was no way she was going to convince the blonde to go, Erin stared at the 2 tickets still in her hands. She hated the thought that one of them would probably go to waste, especially when it came to a show as magical as this one. She had mostly dismissed the thought of taking someone else to see this show with her, not knowing many people who weren’t also working, but maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea...

Of course, that’s when Jillian Holtzmann - the other blonde bombshell in her life - tapped on her shoulder. “Hmm, sorry, what?” She asked, having to admit she hadn’t been listening.

#{ Something about this night | BWAU thread }#freakinfaradaycage #{ Behind the Emerald Curtain | Verse }

@freakin-faraday-cage continued from X

“Uhhhhhhh….” Holtzmann drawls out, her voice humorous, but robotic. “I’m always serious.” Bullshit. “You’re famous, you’re a big star. Please, let this lonesome engineer be star-struck.” They were all ‘famous’ after the battle of Times Sqaure, but the blonde liked to push the limits with the red-head.

Erin just laughed some more, lightly nudging Holtzmann’s shoulder as she walked by on her way to the coffee maker. “You’re absolutely ridiculous.” She smiled, shaking her head as she fixed herself another cup of coffee. “If anyone’s the famous one in this group, it’s you, and you know it.” It was true. Holtzmann had gotten quite the group of fangirls, some of them even calling them for the appearance of a ghost in their beds, and that they were adamant only Holtz could solve that problem.

And if Erin was glad that Holtz hadn’t actually gone out on any of those calls... Well, that was her business

#freakinfaradaycage #{ Snaps | Thread }#[[UNPOPULAR DEMAND]]#[[BITCH]]#[[YOU ARE THE MOST DEMANDED]]#[[I ALWAYS DEMAND YOU]]#[[IN FACT I DEMAND MORE EVEN NOW]]#[[PLEASE TELL ME YOU HAVENT FORGOTTEN ABOUT OUR WORKS OF ART IN PROGRESS]]#[[GOOD GOD MY AU WIFE I MISSED YOU]]

freakinfaradaycage replied to your post: Grace’s marriage is falling apart and sorry Grace,...

Leo was the worst part of the show tbh.

Glad to see other people agree!

Why is he in the show for so long? Ugh. I’m over him.

#freakinfaradaycage #sometimes tv shows keep characters around too long because they just really like the actor #maybe that was it #the actor seems like a super nice guy #but leo #he needed to go

The ‘I work in a library and you work in a bakery and you give me a cupcake once a week so that I’ll allow you to keep books a few days over the due date but you don’t think you come for the books anymore’ AU

Another thread of @freakin-faraday-cage and I turned to fanfic

#Holtzbert #Jillian Holtzmann #Erin Gilbert #freakinfaradaycage #{ Lawsuit waiting to Happen | Tread Tracker }

A message of love || BWAU

[[A quick lil BWAU tribute to the events that occurred at Hamilton last night, because both @freakin-faraday-cage and I feel very strongly about this and support the cast wholeheartedly]]

It had been 2 weeks since Erin Gilbert and Jillian Holtzmann had started their respective runs in Wicked: A new musical, and so far things had been going swimmingly. They had even managed to meet their first celeb already, when Suicide Squad star Margot Robbie came to visit and got a complimentary backstage tour. Erin hadn’t seen Jillian quite this excited before, and was incredibly happy to see her fawn over the Hollywood star.

They had gathered just after warm-up, right before Jillian would be off to get her green make-up on, to get the final few announcements before the show. These were usually little things, tiny cover-ups and errors that couldn’t quite be fixed, or swing announcements and confirmations. This time, however, Jennifer looked more annoyed than usual, which had Erin worry a little.

“Alright, then.” Her voice sounded clipped, and Erin moved to stand next to Jillian, the two shooting each other questioning looks as to what had caused Jennifer to be in this mood. “Apparently tonight, VP Elect Mike Pence will be in the audience. Management has so far refused to offer him the usual complimentary backstage visit, but I wouldn’t be surprised if officials threw a bitchfit about it. As a result, I’m offering each and every one of you the opportunity to get the hell out of the theatre as soon as the curtain comes down. Broadway is an open and accepting community, and I’m not going to ask any of you to schmooze with the likes of him. Also, I’m preparing a statement to be read out at curtain call. Ms. Holtzmann, if you would do the honours, that would be much appreciated. I will inform you further during intermission.”

Sighing, she turned back to face the entire cast. “Now there are some other nitpickery things we need to discuss, but seeing as none of it is life-threatening, I’m calling this meeting done for now. Go think of a nice excuse of why you just had to leave early today. I’ll see you all later. Good show.” And with that, Jennifer walked off, undoubtedly to go yell at a few interns. Erin cast another glance over at Jillian, who seemed to be more upset at this news than any of the cast members. “Jillian?”

#{ Glorious weirdo | Holtz }#{ Behind the Emerald Curtain | Verse }#freakinfaradaycage #{ Message of love | BWAU thread }

Soulmate AU

For @freakin-faraday-cage, the real mvp for indulging in so much of my bullshit

In a world where soulmate tattoos appeared on everyone’s wrist on their 15th birthday (and why it was 15, nobody knew), Erin Gilbert had always hated hers. She could only imagine the kind of sleazy, disgusting, entitled, probably drunken piece of garbage that would think the line ‘Come here often?’ would get anyone to sleep with him.

And that was meant to be her soulmate?

No thank you. Erin would much rather just explore the dating scene best she could. After all, while marrying your soulmate was encouraged, it wasn’t mandatory. There were plenty of people who wanted nothing to do with their soulmates who still had happy, functional relationships. Erin could be one of them. She had mentioned as much to Abby, who seemed to agree with her.

So she had just gone on with her life. She had written a book with her best friend. She had left her best friend in favour of a more respectable career. She had gone to Princeton, had ended up at Columbia, was up for tenure...

And was now standing in the Higgins lab, fuming as Abby left her in favour of some soup crisis. A soup crisis. As if that was somehow more important than Erin’s entire reputation, a reputation she had fought so hard for!

Her white-hot rage quickly faded, however, when she heard something that made her blood run absolutely cold.

‘Come here often?’

Under normal circumstances, Erin would have a witty, original reply ready. A reply that would immediately determine whether or not the sleazebag in question was indeed her soulmate. Something like ‘tell me the square root of Pi and I’ll answer that’. But she hadn’t expected to hear this here. And she hadn’t expected the voice to say it to her to belong to a woman. And she definitely hadn’t expected that voice to sound as attractive as it did.

So instead of a witty line, or a snappy comeback, or an unrelated quote just to check, all Erin could do was stammer out a weak “I’m sorry, who are you?”

#freakinfaradaycage #{ Glorious weirdo | Holtz }#{ Talk to you at an AA meeting | science girlfriends }#{ Soulmate AU | Thread }

Someone who gets it

For @freakin-faraday-cage

To say the past weeks had been shit on Erin would be an understatement. Not just an understatement. It would be like saying Holtzmann was calm and collected all the time, or that Kevin was the smartest person she knew. Just completely fucking untrue.

She had beens tuck on her work for nearly a week now, the reports painting them as frauds (and the criticism that came with it) had gotten infinitely worse, her Holtzmann Problem was still very much a problem, and on top of all that, her parents had called to express their displeasure at Erin’s current line of work.

(Really, darling, we thought you were finally done with all this ‘ghost’ nonsense)

All in all, Erin felt like she was about to combust. Or implode, Or do whatever it was Holtzmann said would happen if the proton pack streams ever mixed. She was on the edge, had been for a while now, and all she really needed was someone to talk to about... Well, preferably all of this, but even just one factor would be enough.

She knew she couldn’t turn to Abby. As much as their friendship had grown since the Rowan incident, Erin doubted the brunette would make her feel better. Last time she had tried confiding in Abby over something that really bugged her - namely, being painted as a nation-wide fraud - the other woman had responded with what was basically the equivalent of ‘tough shit’. And while she trusted Patty, she wasn’t sure if the enthusiastic historian was the best person to talk to about the issue that was currently giving her the most anxiety.

Which left Holtzmann. Dr. Jillian Holtzmann, nuclear engineer, Virgo, avid skier, gluten full, creator of all their weaponry and the person who had played a role in causing the issue Erin was currently having. But Holtzmann was also a lesbian (something she had learned from Abby very early on, not that the blonde made much of a secret of it), and she always seemed to get it when Erin was struggling with something. And out of all of her friends, she was probably best suited to help Erin talk through this.

Because really, at this point, that was all she wanted. A friend. Someone to talk to. And if she was right about Holtzmann, the blonde would understand that, because while Erin was definitely crushing on the other woman (and badly so, she might add), her problems weren’t about that. Her problem was with her own problem of refusing to accept she was anything but heterosexual.

So here she was, staying late at the firehouse, knocking on the door to their shared office on the second floor. “Ummm... Holtz? Do you... Could you...” Erin shook her head, deciding at the last minute that maybe she shouldn’t be bothering Holtz with an issue that probably seemed so trivial to her, and out-and-proud lesbian. “You know what? Never mind. Sorry for bugging you.”

#freakinfaradaycage #{ Talk to you at an AA meeting | science girlfriends }#{ Glorious weirdo | Holtz }#[[YASSSSSSS I'm excited for this thread tbh]]#{ someone who gets it | thread }

@freakin-faraday-cage continued from X

Bait, line, and sinker. Yes. Erin was interested. Holtzmann has succeeded. Blue eyes locked with green. This was her ‘back to the drawing board idea’.

Maybe if she could just get Erin alone, she could properly ask her out. In the presence of Dr. Gorin and Abby, maybe the redhead had panicked. And… perhaps by just stating ‘we’re dating’ wasn’t the best tactic. “Yes. Seriously.” Her eyes were large as if she had made some grand breakthrough.

Holtzmann wagged a slender finger. “Nuh-uh.” She grinned. “Ya gotta come with to see!”

Curiosity sufficiently piqued, Erin got up from her chair, before realizing something. “Ummm... So do we need to bring, like, ghostbusting equipment?” She asked. “I mean, last I checked ‘bloody mary’ wasn’t an innocent apparition...”

#freakinfaradaycage #{ Glorious weirdo | Holtz }#{ Talk to you at an AA meeting | science girlfriends }#{ Bloody Mary | Thread }