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Thank you all for the support you’ve given me with my writing. I cannot thank the Musical Anon community enough for getting me into writing in the first place and everyone else in the Musical Writing community who have been nothing but kind and supportive.

idk where you got that anon? if it’s in the DEH book that came out, I haven’t read it and don’t consider it to be canon. I write for the musical, where it’s said that Jared is only a family friend. 

“Evan Hansen’s only friend is Jared, who calls him a ‘family friend’ and only sticks around because his parents pay his car insurance if he stays friends with Evan.” from the DEH Wikia. 

One Hundred Ways to Say ‘I Love You’

Drabble Challenge! #1-150

Reader is gender neutral unless otherwise stated

Bold = Full Fic

Italic = Headcanons (bulleted format)

Plain Text = Drabble (no title with prompts)

Wanda Maximoff x Reader

Healing the Future (Female!Reader)

Foggy Nelson x Reader

Alcohol Can Solve the Problem - Part 1 - Part 2

Deadpool x Reader

The Tailor

Pool Signal

Reader is gender neutral unless otherwise stated

Bold = Full Fic

Italic = Headcanons (bulleted format)

Plain Text = Drabble (no title with prompts)

Dean Winchester x Reader

Knights and Legends (Male!Reader)

Lean On Me (Male!Reader)

Sam Winchester x Reader

Reader with Ghostsickness

#6. “Stop looking at me like that!”

Castiel x Reader

My Religion

Merry Mistletoe

Gabriel x Reader

Messy Mr. Trickster

Ideas for a Winter Wonderland

Samandriel x Reader

If I Could Breathe, You’d Take My Breath Away...

No Pairing

LARPing with Charlie and the Boys (My First Ever Fic)

Driving Down The Highway

Reader is gender neutral unless otherwise stated

Bold = Full Fic

Italic = Headcanons (bulleted format)

Plain Text = Drabble (no title with prompts)

Jesse Tuck x Reader

The Day Things Changed

Stick in the Mud (Foster!Reader)

New Heights (Female!Reader)

#41. Take notes, sweetheart.

#4. “God, you’re pretty.” #8. “Why are you looking at me like that…?” #9. “Wait! Stop!”

Reader is gender neutral unless otherwise stated

Bold = Full Fic

Italic = Headcanons (bulleted format)

Plain Text = Drabble (no title with prompts)

Jeremy Heere x Reader

Life of the Movie Party

#38. “If he’s going to treat you like shit I’m going to kick his ass.” (Female!Reader)

Michael Mell x Reader

King of My World

#33. “Sometimes I just want to cuddle, okay? Is that so bad?”

Rich Goranski x Reader

Falling Disgracefully

Popular? Please (Female!Reader)

Chloe Valentine x Reader

#81. “Can I kiss you?” #82. “Bring your pretty little butt over here.”

Dear Evan Hansen Masterlist

Newsies Masterlist

Be More Chill Masterlist

Tuck Everlasting Masterlist

Supernatural Masterlist

Marvel Masterlist

Reader is gender neutral unless otherwise stated

Bold = Full Fic

Italic = Headcanons (bulleted format)

Plain Text = Drabble (no title with prompts)

Jack Kelly x Reader

#103. She’s my daughter, I can read her diary. (Female!Reader)

#29. You know when your phone buzzes, it means I’m trying to talk to you, right?

#53. Take off your shirt.

#2. Can you shut up for five minutes, please???

#27. “Please shut up. I can’t stand how appealing your voice is.” #47. “I love you and I am terrified.”

#46. “Just say that it is okay. I need to hear you say it.” #95. “Look at me - just breathe, okay?”

#5. “You can’t even look at me!” #6. “Stop looking at me like that!”

#5. “You can’t even look at me!” #11. “Why are you pushing me away?”

Katherine Pulitzer x Reader

#59. …or we could make out….

Davey Jacobs x Reader

Friends? - Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 (Male!Reader)

The Meeting - Part 1 - Part 2 (1920′s Gangster AU + Librarian!Reader) IN PROGRESS

Hot CoCoffee?

#31. When’s the last time we went on a date?

#136. Did you enjoy yourself last night?

#43. Pick up lines only work when I’m drunk.

#81. “Hello ms./mr grumpy.”

#70. “If I marry them?” #71. “You’re my fake husband/wife/spouse, deal with it.” (Female!Reader)

Crutchie Morris x Reader

Together

Racetrack Higgins x Reader

Special Nights & Snowball Fights

Date Night (Poly Fic with Spot Conlon)

Stuck (Poly Fic with Albert Dasilva)

#131. You have a cold, you’re not dying.

#8. The floor is lava.

#48. I bet you can’t go 24 hours without cussing.

#85. If you die, I’m going to kill you.

#53. Take off your shirt. #63. Sit still, for the love of all that is Holy.

#91. Sorry I’m protective over the things I love.

#9. “I had a nightmare about you and wanted to make sure you were okay.” #32. “You know, it’s okay to cry.”

Albert da Silva x Reader

Independence and Love

Stuck (Poly Fic with Racetrack Higgins)

#90. “You can tell me anything.”

#4. “God, you’re pretty.” #12. “You take the bed, you need it more than me.”

#58. “Are you proud of me?” #59. “You’re so drunk.” #61. “What is that?!”

Spot Conlon x Reader

Peace and Sweaters

Date Night (Poly Fic with Racetrack Higgins)

#100. “I love you.”

#44. I can’t believe you didn’t remember

#111. Delete it. Now.

#17. “Come over here and make me.”

#81. “Can I kiss you?” #82. “Bring your pretty little butt over here.”

Jojo De La Guerra x Reader

All of the I Love You’s

I’m Not Backing Down

#50. “I think you’re beautiful.”

#60. “Why don’t they just kiss already?” #71. “Is that a challenge?” #87. “That’s distracting.”

#54. “You’re the most amazing, incredible, beautiful being I’ve ever met.” #84. “You deserve so much better.”

Tommy Boy x Reader

#146. Pillows are over-rated.

Specs x Reader

#19. “Can I hold your hand?”

No Pairing

A Lodging House Holiday (not a reader insert)

Reader is gender neutral unless otherwise stated

Bold = Full Fic

Italic = Headcanons (bulleted format)

Plain Text = Drabble (no title with prompts)

Evan Hansen x Reader

Who Needs Mistletoe? 

Hansen Surprises 

What Are Brothers Good For? (Kleinman!Reader)

Fate’s Second Chance (Soulmate AU)

Cookies, Comfort, & Cuddles (Transman!Evan Hansen)

Studying and Good Luck

Boyf? (Amnesiac!Reader)

#5. “I’ll walk you home.” #19. “Can I hold your hand?” #25. “Look both ways.”

 #91. Sorry I’m protective over the things I love.

 #133. I hope you have a [nice] cold shower. #134. You don’t mean that. (Kleinman!Reader)

#44. “Stay in bed.” #51. “I missed you.” #54. “You’re the most amazing, incredible, beautiful being I’ve ever met.”

#25. “Do you need anything?”

#95. “Can you please stop biting your lip… it’s distracting.”

Connor Murphy x Reader

Flowers and Feelings 

“I love you, dumbass!” 

Enough Endings and Beginnings 

Delicious Vegetals (Crack Fic) 

Disney is NOT Lame 

“He Had It Coming”

The Cold is Actually a Bother 

Breathless Colors (Soulmate AU)

#98. “Take a deep breath.”

#81. Excuse me for falling in love with you.

#25. “I told you not to fall in love with me.” #43. “Sometimes, there is nothing better than some good old fashioned, no string attached fucking.”

#77. “I can’t… I can’t lose you.” #96. “I’m sick of being USELESS.”  (Comatose!Reader)

#1. “I don’t even know who I am without you.” #98. “I wish I could hate you.”

Jared Kleinman x Reader

Ghostly Wingmen 

Getting Into Character (Glasses Wearing Reader)

The Cronch 

Surprise Boiiii 

My Han Solo 

Weirdo 

Cuddly Jare-Bear 

Troll Lover (Soulmate AU)

#16. “You make me feel like I’m not good enough.”

#80. “Someone keeps leaving love notes in my locker and I’m not sure if I should find it endearing or creepy…”

Zoe Murphy x Reader

Musical Nights (Female!Reader)

Alana Beck x Reader

Rough Start to Spring Break (Kind of more oriented for Female!Reader but no pronouns used)

Rough End to Winter Break (Prequel to the above fic - and same warning applies)

Sincerely Three x Reader Headcanons

Their Reactions to You Getting Into Your Top College

Types of Dates They Take You On

Dear Evan Hansen - Jared Kleinman x Reader#80. “Someone keeps leaving love notes in my locker and I’m not sure if I should find it endearing or creepy…”

Valentine’s day had already come and past, so Jared was definitely confused when he continued to receive the notes complimenting his personality and traits well into the month of March.

“I just don’t get it!” you heard Jared exclaim to Evan one morning in front of his locker.

“Get what?” you asked while approaching the two, wanting to know what they were talking about. Jared turned to you and you could see that he was pretty frustrated. “Or do I not want to know?”

“Someone keeps leaving love notes in my locker and I’m not sure if I should find it endearing of creepy… When it first started it was nice, but now it’s just a little ridiculous. I mean, I’ve been getting them since February. That’s a long time!”

“Especially when it comes to supposedly ‘loving’ Jared,” Evan teased. Jared leveled him with a glare and you couldn’t contain a chuckle yourself.

“I don’t know Jared, shouldn’t you be flattered? I mean no one else got notes, and they’re all nice, right? I wouldn’t mind getting some complimentary notes in my locker, especially after a hellish day in this dump of a school.”

Jared let out a sigh. “I guess you’re right, but even you have to admit that it’s a bit stalkerish. Like how did they even know which locker was mine?”

“Oh, yeah, it’s not like we hang out in front of it every morning while Evan and I wait for you to get your shit together,” you reply with a roll of your eyes. Jared just huffs and grabs his math textbook, slamming his locker in response. You and Evan share a look before giggling.

You both waved goodbye to Jared as he headed off, you and Evan heading in the other direction. “Should we stop it with the notes?” you asked him.

“I don’t know. He has an outward expression of hating them, but last week he was just telling me how nice they make him feel. Maybe wait a few days before leaving another one just to see if he seems different?”

You nod before splitting up for your respective classes, but you knew you wouldn’t be able to pay attention. The notes had started as a way to help Jared’s confidence. He buried his insecurities behind memes and sarcasm, so you just wanted to show him that he was more than his coping mechanisms and that he really was a great guy.

But as you wrote more notes and really started thinking about Jared as a person, you found yourself falling for him. You had confessed to Evan the mess you had gotten yourself into, and he seemed sympathetic, deciding to help you maybe come up with a way to confess it was you that had written them.

However, now that Jared apparently didn’t like the notes, you were worried that if he were to find out you did them, he would hate you. He even called it stalkerish for pete’s sake! How could he not hate you?

The morning went by in a blur, and you then realize you’re at lunch. Heaving a sigh, you tried to keep calm. He still didn’t know it was you, everything was fine, you just had to act cool. But of course the universe had to work against you.

As you walked up to the table where your friends were sitting, Jared was talking about his plan for catching the ‘admirer’. “Handwriting sample. I’m going to ask for people’s signatures for a fake petition and compare it to the notes. And if that doesn’t work I can always use Murphy as a threat to get people to spill.”

“Wait, which one of us are you talking about?” Zoe asked, confusedly gesturing between herself and Connor.

“Either of you, you’re both really scary when you’re angry. I think it’s a genetic thing.” The table burst out into laughter at that, but you still felt your blood run cold. Was Jared really willing to go through all that work just to find out about the notes. Trying to catch Evan’s eye to talk to him, you saw that he was looking directly at you, a stern look on his face. Or as stern as Evan Hansen could be.

Releasing a sigh, you knew that you had to come clean. After lunch, you pulled Jared behind some lockers and took a deep breath before blurting out, “I wrote the notes.”

“What?” Jared had asked, unable to believe it.

“I wrote them because I wanted you to see how amazing you are. Wanted you to see yourself the way I see you. I started around Valentine’s day because I was going to ask you out, but then I got scared and never did it. But I wanted you to know that it wasn’t just because of the holiday, that no matter what time, I still feel that way about you. You can hate me if you want, but I didn’t want you wasting time searching the rest of the school.”

Jared was silent after you said your piece, but then he did something that you would never have expected. He pulled you into a hug. His arms wrapping around you tightly and pulling you into his chest. Returning the embrace, you could tell that he appreciated your words, and their meaning.

Tuck Everlasting - Jesse Tuck x Reader - Modern Times#4. “God, you’re pretty.”#8. “Why are you looking at me like that…?”#9. “Wait! Stop!”

You don’t know what had come over you. You had no idea how to describe it either. It was just this sudden urge (instinct?) to go and climb a tree. You hadn’t done it in years, and were definitely out of practice. But it was something that you found yourself doing nonetheless.

Wandering through the woods looking for just the right tree, you stopped at the trunk of an old oak. Peering up into its branches, you knew this was the one. Placing a hand on the trunk, you began climbing. It took you a few tries to find the right footing, but as soon as you did, you were off!

Moving up the tree seemed like second nature, and you had no idea how your feet knew exactly the right places to step, but they did. Soon enough, you were breaking the treeline. Overlooking the other trees around you, no words could describe the view. The sun and the clouds, along with the birds who were flying from tree to tree, it was a breathtaking sight. You were very grateful for whatever power convinced you to come and see this beauty of nature, but now a question remained.

How were you to get down?

Looking back to the ground from the top was not a good idea, but you did it anyway. You could feel your knees lock together as you tried to find the same path you climbed up, but it would not be easy to follow it backwards.

Taking a deep breath, you slowly began to inch yourself back down the tree. Unfortunately, about three fourths of the way down, you stepped on the wrong branch, and you felt it give way underneath you. Letting out a noise of surprise as you fell, you saw the flash of some colors before everything went black.

When you came to, you found your head was being cradled by a stranger. Curiously peering up at his face, you felt your heartbeat start to pick up. Noticing your awakeness and your staring, the stranger spoke.

“Are you okay? You took quite a big fall. Can you tell me your name?” But when you didn’t respond, just continued to stare, he decided to ask a different question. “Why are you looking at me like that…?”

You couldn’t stop the words from coming out of your mouth if you tried, “You’re just really pretty. God, you’re pretty. Too pretty.” Reaching up, you place your hand on his cheek. “You can’t be real.”

The man chuckled and placed a hand on top of yours. “I am real, and I’m worried that you might have a concussion. Do you feel dizzy at all?” But you ignored him, trying to take in all of the features of his face. “Hello?” he asked. He let out a sigh, waving his other hand in front of your eyes, startling you but gaining your attention.

And it was then that your common sense came back to you. Pretty or not, this guy was a stranger! Scrambling up, you stumbled for a minute before booking it out of there. You could hear him behind you, trying to catch up, calling out. “Wait! Stop!” But you kept going.

When you thought you had lost him, you stopped to take a break and catch your breath. However, you were less safe than you thought. You heard a rustling above you and then the guy from before dropped down right in front of you. You froze in both shock and awe at the ability of the stranger.

“There you are! I thought something happened. I’m not going to hurt you, if that’s what you were thinking. I really just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

Turning your head sheepishly, you admit, “I may have overreacted. It just kind of hit me that I didn’t know you and shouldn’t just be so trusting of a stranger, so I ran. Sorry.” Rubbing the back of your neck, he took a step closer, which you eyed warily, still slightly unsure.

Sticking out his hand, the guy introduces himself. “Jesse Tuck. Pleasure to meet you and be called pretty by you.” You give a slight chuckle, shaking his hand and introducing yourself as well. “Since we’re no longer strangers, can I help you now? I seriously think you have a concussion and I can give you a ride to the hospital to get it checked out.”

“That would actually be really nice,” you reply with a smile. And so you and Jesse head back towards his car.

“Why were you climbing that tree anyway? That one looked the most unsteady out of the surrounding bunch.”

Deciding to be honest, you explained your sudden urge to climb, and how that tree just called to you. He stopped walking and seemed to really look at you. Glancing back at the tree, he let out a soft chuckle. “Do you believe in fate?” he asked you.

“I guess, why?”