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Anonymous asked, "You know, certain songs from Hamilton remind me of our Dear Ango, or well specific lines like " I am not throwing away my shot" or " him and Agatha with " Helpless" in a manner of speaking ( or I'm a hopeless romantic) I just wanted to know your thoughts on it all?"

It is very, very easy to blend loves when you have multifandom obsessions. See: numerous crossovers.

When it comes to blending music and fiction, I’ve… always despised badly-written songfic. When I say “badly written”, I mean someone’s copy-pasta’d the lyrics into a document and added what amounts to their stage directions for their fave characters with little in the way of flavour or emotion. Therefore, I avoid that shit like the plague.

I can, have, and will use various fitting lyrics as a combo reference/goof, and do advise that practice for others. It’s fun. Especially when it’s spotted by others.

Music inspires. It helps some of us (points to self) focus. Sometimes it also distracts (points to self). My ASD may be comorb’d with AD(H)D, I can’t tell for sure.

Back to the point…

There’s large swathes of Helpless that just don’t fit. As far as I’ve written, Agatha doesn’t have a sister or siblings [like Agatha Heterodyne, who she’s named after - see what I mean about blending loves?] so the bit about the sister won’t mesh.

Choruses and refrains, though? Look into your eyes and I’m drowning in ‘em… is a definite win. 10/10, would use that lyric five-ever.

Judiciously sampling the right lyrics is always win. I mean, I’m the goober who wrote Unexpectedly Deadly just so I could have that Mr Brightside goof in there. Also as a PSA to fucking vaccinate everyone who actually can be vaccinated, please and thank.

And in closing - if a set of lyrics gives you a rampant rabid fic idea, then write that mofo. Do not let yourself be embarrassed about the quality or lack thereof. Be proud that you made a thing. Then make a better thing on the next round and be proud of that.

I’ve been writing weird stories since -yeesh- age five to six. I’m forty-six now. Everyone has to start somewhere and maybe this is your call.

In brief: (One of us-style chant) Do the thing! Do the thing! Goople gobble, goople gobble. Do the thing!

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