#trickztr

[alexturne]

I wish you would write an AU based on the mv of Black Treacle 👀

Ooohh that sounds exciting! I love that video and the whole universe they created with Suck It And See and Evil Twin too. It'd be so cool to have like a biker gang thing, complicated relationships, insatiable desire.. A will-they-wont-they thing.. The runaway from jail wedding.. Picking up your best mate to get him a hooker 😂

I'm not sure I could do it justice 😅 But I would looooove to read it 😘

[awsugar]

Just wanted to let you know that the way your post and someone else on showed on my dash made it look like your combined icons gave frank a frilly skirt:

here

LMAO love that you gave him boobies thank you so much

[couldneverhurtusnow]

#also yes; @trickztr; unpopular opinion but he looked so good <- omg, are you seriously telling me this is an unpopular opinion? Holy shit.

okay, @am fans y'all got work on that taste thing. Alex was serving Tired Millenial realness during that era, and quite frankly, it was his hottest look ever. Coming second only to Shaved-head, I Finally Look As Straight As My Publicist Would Like Me To era.

hahahaha, not sure what the general consensus on tumblr is/was. but people definitely weren’t happy with that look & tweeted expressing their unhappiness. there even was a petition online to get him to shave his beard off (he got asked about it in one of his interviews, and he found it amusing lol). 

[roguebebe]

Ok, but we need to talk about these tags exhaustively

HAHAHAHA it’s times like these when I forget that you all can read my ramblings and I’m not just screaming into the void. ok but listen, I would very much like to see David slowly losing his cool over the course of the week because he (of course) goes to every performance and has to see Patrick in that costume. does Patrick maybe entice him by getting a little bit more risqué and more comfortable on stage? you decide.

also in terms of twylexis, I can definitely see some backstage nerves coming into play and Twyla comforting Alexis and telling her she is capable of anything and it all culminating to a kiss at the wrap party.

there is just so much to the wrap party concept and I would love to see that explored!

[eltonhjohn]

Bro, i just read your tags on that The Greatest Showman post about Zac Efron dancing. I just wanna say: s a m e.

Don't feel too bad about falling down that hole in the year of our Lord, 2021. I legitimately know that feel.

Welcome to the Himbo™ Rabbit Hole. It's awesome and a lot of fun

sjdksl well i’m glad i’m not alone lmao. he never really caught my attention until i watched the greatest showman last night because he’s not my type usually, but in that movie...... i don’t know if it was the costumes, or the character, but he CUTE 😭

[lesbian-karolina]

Hi, I read your tags about TROS and Finnpoe. Listen. It's not worth it. All Finnpoe in the movie is probably in that gifset you reblogged, and JJ even poured vinegar over the wound by grossly attempting to make Poe straight (it did not convince at all). If you're not into Reylo and don't wanna fume with white hot rage (like i did), you're better off waiting for the Finnpoe clip compilation that's inevitably coming soon

y i k e s . gotcha. yeah what i read from the spoilers i didn’t really like at all and was wondering if i should pull through just for them, but i guess i shouldn’t. thanks a bunch for the message! saved me from sitting through that for two and a half hours lmao:)

[sparkly-angell]

I wish you would write a fic where e/R meet via accidentally texting the wrong number

Firstly, I’m so sorry it took me a long time to get my shit together and write this. In other news I liked writing it and how it unfolded!Enjoy!

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His phone went off with a “ping” from a whatsapp notification. Before he could lay his pencil at the table to read the message, it pinged twice more. “Jesus” Enjolras said under his breath. He notice he didn’t have the sender’s number, but the notifications provided his nickname was, which was a simple R. He frowned. What, just a letter? He opened the conversation.He left a ghost of a gasp as soon as he put eyes in the message content. It was a picture of a painting, still looking very fresh. Four happy people were staring at him, faces soft and well drawn. Enjolras zoomed in the picture taking in all the little details of this piece of art he could with the quality of the photo. He didn’t know who the sender was, but he was amazed by his skills.Underneath the picture, Enjolras read the following:

“What do u think?Its ok if u dont like it, i have others too…”

“Can you show me more?” He sent without giving a second thought. It was only later, when he saw his message was read almost automatically did he really stop to think about it.Why was he messaging a stranger? He should just say to this R person they got the wrong number and go back doing his own stuff. University wasn’t easy and his studies should always be his top priority. But that piece of art had almost like a magnet pull effect on him, he couldn’t look away, he wanted more.As Enjolras got back from his internal debate, he noticed that two more pictures arrived in his phone: the first one was of Champs Élysées at night. Although —Enjolras looked closely, expertedly— the sky wasn’t painted in black, but instead in a deep purple, and that gave the orange lights from the street lights a nice contrast. Orange and purple, Enjolras thought, I like that.The other painting was completely different from the other two he received, he decided easily when swiped to take a look. It was abstract, for starters, not really a type of art that attracted him, but this piece got him staring at it for a long while. This one was pitch black, the blackest black Enjolras has ever seen, but in the middle there was a bright red wicked spiral, almost as if it was alive and trying to defy the blackness alone. On the outside lines of the spiral, if you looked carefully, you could see the painting strokes were fast and brutal, as if the person was letting all of their anger in the canvas, but as the strokes became closer and smaller they looked calmer, resigned.

Enjolras frowned and took another look at the bottom of the spiral. A thin red line, almost imperceptible in the photo, left the spiral mess and made its way to the bottom of the canvas fading away little by little. A pang of sadness flooded Enjolras when he realized how personal this piece of art was, and he felt guilty for asking ‘R’ to share this with him. “So, what do u think?” ‘R’ had sent this message together with the pictures, but only now did Enjolras see it. “They are brilliant”“Glad you liked them! :)”“One more thingWhat’s the name of the abstract piece?”There was a pause in the exchanging of their messaging and Enjolras got the feeling ‘R’ was hesitating before giving him an answer. The pang of guilt passed through him again. He shouldn’t be asking these things —personal things— to someone he doesn’t even know.“Ah, that one. Well- I once thought of calling it Passion, or HopeBut the final name is Love”Love. Yes, Enjolras could understand that. His heart clenched in his chest. He didn’t know back then, but this was the moment he started falling a bit in love.“It’s my favorite” he had to admit that.“Well thank you Flóreal ;)”It had to be now or never.“Ah, abou thatSorry Im not Floréal…I think you got the wrong numberI should have told you earlier but i just wanted to see more of your artSorryMy name is Enjolras, by the way”

Another pause. Longer this time around.

“Oh wellI mean thats a little unexpected I thought I copied her number correctly but I guess I was wrongIm sorry to bother you with these images”Fuck, he could feel the other person’s anxiety crippling in his words.“No thats not itYou are not bothering me, im the one probably bothering you…But I really liked your artYou are a geniusActually, I study art’s history in university so I want to ask you something”“What is it?” Their answer was quicker this time.“Would you like to meet to talk about art?I know they are all personal, but I just can’t help myself” He didn’t realize, but his eyebrows were almost knitted together comically with determination. He was doing it. He was indeed asking this stranger out. What’s gotten into him?

“Fine, I wouldnt mind thatYou dont care if I take a friend with me to our meeting, right?Don wanna end up dead if you turn out to be a serial killer” At that, he left a light scoff.“Yeah, right, I cant even hold a knife properly to cut food, and you expect me to know how to use it against people? haha.But sure! Take someone with youI will to the same”“Ok! Its a date ;)” Enjolras would never admit to anyone but his heart skipped some beats at those words.“A date it is!” He agreed “ah, another thingWhats your name?”“Grantaire, but people call me R”

[aleclwb]

HI! I love your writing. <333 For the song/drabble thing...I'm sick right now and I'd like to be even more miserable, maybe? So...if it's not too much, could you maybe use Hurts Like Hell for Jimon? (but only if you want. If angst isn't your thing right now, my back up option is Holding Out For A Hero.) Thanks!

The worst partis that he’s alone. There’s no one,no one to talk to, no one who will listen, no one who will understand. All he has is a broken heart and creased letter.

‘I’m sorry, Simon.’ The letter reads, ‘I love you, I really do, but ours is an impossible love.’

Simon readsit, again and again and again, and wonders what he did wrong, why their lovewasn’t enough. He loved so much andso hard and with everything he had and itstill wasn’t enough. Jace still left him. Jace still gave up on them.

He readsthe letter until the words start to blur and the letters start to fade, butthen still the words echo in his mind, like a broken record playing over andover and over.

‘I’m leaving, I’m leaving, I’m leaving.’