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Masterlist

Headcanons

Evan

Reader having a bad day

Reader with Anxiety

First time with Evan

Cuddling with Evan

Evan x reader who hates the outdoors


Jared

Cuddling with Jared

Jared teaching you how to play video games

[There definitely needs to be more Jared headcanons??? Please request]


Connor

Risque Connor

Reader is Connor’s girlfriend but Jared’s friend

Smaller reader

Baking with Connor

Connor with a musical theatre obsessed reader 

Hansen!Reader with Connor

Risque/ teasing reader x Connor

First time with Connor


Poly Relationships

Movie night (Sincerely three x reader)


Ben Platt

Being a broadway actress and dating Ben



Drabbles

Lonely (Evan x Reader) 

Hickeys (Evan x Reader)

Stranded (Jared x Reader)

Names (Jared x Reader) 

Role Reversal (Connor x Reader)   {SMUT!}

Maybe (Connor x Reader) 



Fics

Stay Classy (Connor x Reader)  {Smut}

Needy (Evan x Reader) {Smut}

Sainty (Jared x Reader) {Bit smutty}

Home Alone? (Jared x Reader) {Bit smutty}

Insecure (Jared x Reader) {Bit smutty}



Requests are open!! 

catfish- jared k. x soulmate!reader (part one)

YA GAL EL IS BACK WITH ANOTHER SHITTY FIC HEYO

also wtf tris is the SWEETEST PERSON on the planet she deserves all the love in the world and more. so this is dedicated to @pacman-tattoo thank u for the inspo <3

basically it’s a soulmate au, the one where u write something on your skin and it appears on your soulmates skin too and i love jared kleinman so here is a gender neutral jared x reader for y'all!

(also i did research and since benj pasek based deh on something in his personal life and he was born in pennsylvania im assuming deh takes place there)

my masterlist!  part two!

warnings: swearing (surprise surprise!), uh angst? fluff?, mention of genitals/nudes ’,:) it’s like pg-13 dw, incorrect grammar, shitty writing, i say “you” WAYYY too much even tho it’s an x reader and thAtS the PoiNt

word count: 3,182

(one last thing: jared is bolded and you are italic)


You always thought that whole ‘soulmate’ thing was bullshit.

You thought that whenever you found random things written on your arm it was your brother playing a weird prank on you.

But then ‘the talk’ came…

Because no one really addresses soulmates, it’s a private thing. You found out your parents weren’t soulmates when you were a kid so you know it’s a sensitive topic for them and never brought it up out of respect.

Once you learned about it, you realized your soulmate had been trying to talk to you for a long time and you never responded. Then you continued not responding because 'what if they thought I was rude for never writing back?’ even though, most of the time, it was just little notes to themselves.

So ever since then, you’ve been petrified of writing on yourself. Just the anxiety of the potential rejection from the one and only person the universe thinks you’re perfect for was enough to make you not even want to touch a pen. You’ve been told it’s irrational but isn’t the whole thought of soulmates irrational?

But then, as you were about you get into bed, big letters started to appear up your thigh.

Keep reading

Sincerely Three as Dads + Sick Reader

Connor:

  • i can see you guys probably having a little girl, and Connor is just protective of you as he is of her.
  • For the sake of his headcannon, lets call her umm.. Sofie!
  • So there you were. Sick in bed. Coughing and sneezing up a storm.
  • Connor saw you shift in the early morning hours to complete your usual routine, but after the fever you been running all night- Connor was having no part in you leaving bed.
  • The stern look in his eyes said everything.
  • The kind that said “youre not leaving this fucking bed, understand?”
  • you looked at him. “but Connor I need to get Sofie ready-”
  • he cut you off with a kiss to the cheek.
  • “I got it babe.” he says
  • the golden rays of sun shining on his eyes made you feel better already.
  • He laid you back down and told you to get rest.
  • Moments later it was time for your little on to get ready for school.
  • “Sit still, I dont want to get your pony tails crooked. Ok sweetheart?” he said combing threw your daughters hair.
  • She nodded and smiles.
  • “here, while im doing this, you can pick out what bows you want in you hair.” he said handing her a little container of bows.
  • When he was done, she handed him two bows that matched her pink tshirt.
  • “thats a very good choice.” he said clipping them in.
  • when he stood up, she was holding up a little pink bow up. Connor crooked his head to the side.
  • “I already put your bows on, where the heck do you want me put this one?” he said.
  • “this one is for your hair!” she said with the biggest smile.
  • Now. If your daughter said to put a bow in his hair, you can bet your sweet ass it was going in his hair with no complaint.
  • He leaned his head down so she could clip it in.
  • With Connor and his new accessory, a small cute backpack over his shoulder, and his daughters hand in his, he walked her to school.
  • Later It had rained a bit, so Connor held your daughter on his shoulders because he insisted on not getting  her little shoes muddy.
  • Connor tried making you soup but, this boy can burn water.
  • He was looking at the soup can in confusion, while your daughter sat in the living room watching a movie.
  • You stood at the kitchen entrance with a frustrated Connor who was silently cursing to himself with a little apron on.
  • “Connor, why are you wearing a tierra?” you asked trying not to giggle.
  • “We were having a tea party and Dr. Cuddles- Why are you out of bed?” he said with that same stern look as before.
  • “Im feeling better.” you said taking the soup can from him.
  • You let the boy get back to his teaparty as you quietly watched him sip ‘tea’ out of little cups surrounded by a bunch of teddy bears.


Evan:

  • I feel like you guys would have a little boy.
  • Named after his father of course.
  • He and Evan would have the same little polos and haircut.
  • You had been feeling bad all night, and Evan already knew you would be spending the whole next day in bed.
  • You had all the trust in the world in Evan. He would take care of little Evan and the rest of the house.
  • Evan gave you some medicine and kisses before walking down stairs to start on breakfast.
  • On the way down stairs, he could see Little Evan sitting on the sofa.
  • Usually he wouldn’t have been up so early, let alone sitting on the sofa without Saturday morning cartoons on
  • “He buddy, what are you doing there?” he said sitting down next to little Evan.
  • He was reading a picture book of Dinosaurs.
  • Those were his favorite.
  • “you said Mommy / Daddy was sick. And you said the dinosaurs got sick, and thats why they arent around anymore.” Little Evan said.
  • Evan couldnt break it to him that Dinosaurs were dead because of a meteoroid.
  • Little Evans face twisted up as if he was about to cry.
  • “and I thought that maybe if I read all my books, I could find a way for mommy / daddy to not be sick and go away like the dinosaurs!” he said as little tears were about to start streaming down.
  • He had his father nerves. Poor guy.
  • “hey Hey.” Evan said wiping away his little tears.
  • “We’re gunna make Mommy / Daddy some soup, and then they will be all better.” Evan said as Little Evans face started to grow with a little smile.
  • “would you like to help me make it?” he said.
  • Little Evan nodded fast and grabbed his dads hand.
  • When they were done, Evan carried a tray with a bowl of soup upstairs.
  • Little Evan shortly fallowed behind his dad.
  • After you ate, Little Evan read his favorite book about dinosaurs to you.
  • He would name them, and say what they were known for.
  • Evan would quiz him.
  • “OK OK. But what is this one?” Evan said pointing to a little picture in the book.
  • “thats a T-Rex!” Little Evan said with a huge smile.
  • “yeah?” Evan said as little Evan nodded with confidence.
  • “and they go Rwar!” Little Evan said tackling you with hugs and kisses.
  • You three spent the day cuddling and watching Dinosaur documentaries.


Jared

  • you were in the middle of cooking when you started to go in a fit of sneezing.
  • It took Jared a moment to catch on that you were getting a cold.
  • He placed a arm around your waist.
  • “why don’t you go and lay down, and ill finish this?” he said taking the spoon out your hand and placing his lips gently on your neck.
  • you sniffed and nodded.
  • Just as you were about to turn around kiss your husband, a mini Jared stood in the doorway.
  • “Gross! coodies!” your son yelled sticking his tongue out.
  • I can see you guys with a little boy and For the sake of this headcannon, lets call him David.  
  • That was Jared’s son alright.
  • “Hey! I have you know I got my vaccination!” Jared said as his kissed all over your face.
  • “Eww!” he said running away. His little cape flapping behind him.
  • “Really though baby. I got this.” he said kissing you softly.
  • You walked away smiling.
  • As he cooked, your son was watching some superhero cartoon, running around saying all the little catch phrases.
  • Jared yelled from the kitchen “Hey! Those glasses cost money! Dont break them!” and with that being said, the little stomping feet stopped.
  • Later on in the day, Jared devised a plan to help you feel better.
  • “Ok son.” he said sitting in front of your child.
  • “Son. Please stop looking at your belly button for a moment,and look at me. Thank you.” Jared said with a pleased look as your kid put his shirt down.
  • “your mom / dad isn’t feeling well. So I think we should put on a little show for them.”
  • David’s face lit up.
  • He was dramatic.
  • Like Jared of course.
  • The two of them got all dressed up in costumes and sat you on the sofa.
  • David used his Movie-Trailer- Voice to say “and now, the exciting tale of.. uhh-”
  • “Oh come on, you already forgot your lines!” Jared whisper yelled.
  • “No. you did!” David whisper yelled back.
  • The two went on for a moment as you tried not to laugh.
  • You cleared your throat and the little arguing stopped.
  • David started again “and now! The Tale of SuperMan- I mean Super David and the Evil Crab!” He said as he ran on to the living room floor.
  • Jared was dressed in a red shirt and red oven mitts on.
  • The two wrestled around in a somewhat put together plot line, that ended with Jared on the floor ‘dead’ and David standing with his little hands on his hips.
  • You clapped and smiled. “Bravo!” you say
  • The two ran to you.
  • “that was wonderful!” you said kissing Davids little cheeks and forehead.
  • “Heh. Mom /Dad loves me more then you.” he said to Jared
  • Jared gasped dramatically.
  • You giggled and kissed Jared softly.
  • A “Eww!” being yelled.
  • “Hey Hey! Its bed time! Now go get in you Pj’s so I can read you a story.” Jared said as David ran off with a wide grin.

Sincerely Three x Reader who writes them poetry/their reaction

((This is more centered around one particular time that you write them a specific poem btw. Not as headcanon-y))

Connor

  • Poetry being exchanged between you and Connor would be a common occurrence
  • You’d be the only person he’d share it with. Ever.
  • But this time you were nervous to share this particular poem with him
  • You knew you loved Connor and you didn’t know how else to express it except through poetry
  • You glared at the poem for like thirty minutes
  • You were terrified to read it to Connor
  • Lots of pacing
  • You looked at the page for a solid thirty minutes before stomping over to the Murphy’s house knowing that no one was home except for Connor
  • You marched right and up to Connor’s room where he’d be laying on his bed
  • Probably reading like Catcher in the Rye or something bc he’s deep
  • “Y/n? What’s going on? Are you okay?” Very concerned lil babe
  • “IWROTEYOUAPOEMANDIWANTYOUTOHEARITBUTIMTOOSCAREDANDIDONTKNOWWHATTODOAN-”
  • He’s immediately up out of bed, holding you against his chest like he always does when you get a little bit flustered
  • “ Woah woah hey, I’m not gunna be an asshole and push you to read it, but I would love to hear it”
  • Well now you have to read it
  • Damn his support
  • You look down at the page and then at him and he’s giving you that sweet and supportive smile he always gives you
  • The one where his mouth is closed but his cheeks look really adorable
  • You know the one
  • You start reading it and you’re so concentrated on the page that you don’t see the tears well up in Connor’s eyes and his face turning beet red
  • You love him? YOU love HIM? 
  • You must be lying. He’s him and you’re you. 
  • He’s a fuck up and you’re standing there spilling out these beautiful words about how you fell in love with him the first time you saw him smile
  • And he’s sitting there, about to cry and maybe pass out?
  • The person he loves, loves him back
  • You finish and you look up at him like ?????
  • He. Is. Speechless
  • “Are you fucking serious?”
  • You almost cried right there on the spot
  • “I’m just….gunna go…”
  • He’s never got up so quickly in his life to stop you from leaving
  • “Y/N wAIT NO HOLD ON….fuck” sweet lil boy doesn’t know how to handle this iTS NEVER HAPPENED
  • He’d start pacing and you’d, again, just ?????
  • “You actually love me back?”
  • “GOD yes if course i do, connor! i just wrote you a whole poem ab-wait….love you bAck?”
  • He’d go and dig through his bedside drawer and grab his notebook and he’d open up to a page
  • “i was gunna read mine to you tomorrow”
  • Poetry is how you guys tell each other the big stuff and it’s artsy and beautiful

Evan

  • Before you met Evan, you’d like to write your poetry about people you saw when you were out and about and nature and all that beautiful stuff
  • When you did meet Evan, your subject matter changed 
  • You’d find yourself writing sonnets about your guy’s walk in the park or the time he smiled at you from across home room
  • When you and evan started dating however
  • You started writing about his lips, or the way his nose crinkles when he laughs
  • Evan would be having a particularly bad day and you’d notice right away
  • More quiet than usual
  • More hunched over than usual 
  • You’d be sitting at the dining room table with him doing homework and he wouldn’t have said a word for the last ten minutes
  • “You doin okay, Ev?”
  • “huh? o-oh i’m yeah i’m uh fine yeah i’m great!”
  • Poor Boy
  • Couldn’t lie to save his life
  • You’d put your hand on top of his and you could see his breathing increase
  • “You can talk to me, babe”
  • He would be so red and panicky 
  • “it’s just not-uhm it’s just n-not a good day i guess”
  • You’d look down at your bag, not sure if you were ready to share your poetry with him yet
  • Then you heard his uneven breath and you’d immediately grabbed your journal
  • “Can i read you something, Evan?”
  • “What? o-oh uhm yeah, of course y/n”
  • You’d decide to read him the poem you wrote the day he asked you to be his S.O
  • You’d hold his hand while you read it
  • He liked to hold your hand when he wasn’t feeling great
  • He likes feeling that you’re there
  • sweet bb :’)
  • Anyhow
  • Evan would squeeze your hand as you got to the part where you beautifully described the way he looked at you when he asked you
  • He’d be doing the crinkle nose smile 100% and that little chuckle he does
  • Once you’d finish he would kiss your hand a bUNCH
  • He loves doing that
  • “You’re really special to me, Evan. I just wanted you to know that, okay?”
  • He. would. be. beaming 
  • “I d-don’t know what i’d do without y-you, y/n”
  • PLOT TWIST
  • He grabs your face and he kisses you
  • And he kisses! you! good!
  • Then he’d do the cute thing where he rests his forehead on yours and his eyes would still be closed
  • He does this mostly every time after you kiss bc he just needs to take in the fact that you’re real
  • You’d read him your poetry from then on
  • He would ask most of the time bc it soothes him a lot
  • Heidi would sometimes catch you reading to him with his head in your lap and she would be so thankful that her little boy has you :’)

Jared

  • Jared would not know at all that you write poetry
  • You didn’t know if Jared even liked poetry
  • Let alone if he even read that much
  • He would find your journal poking out of your backpack at lunch and being the little knob that he is, He’d be too curious not to look
  • Zoe would see him grabbing it and she’d call him out
  • “What are you doing with y/n’s poetry book?”
  • “Poetry?” He’d be so confused? 
  • You write poetry? Why didn’t you tell him?
  • “Yeah? they write poetry like all the time Jared…”
  • He would be a little upset that you didn’t tell him
  • He’d put your journal in your backpack before you came back and he’d drop it until later
  • You’d go to his house after school as per usual 
  • Doing homework on his bed while he pretended to do homework and played Clash of Clans or something
  • Yes he still plays that
  • “Hey y/n…?”
  • He’d be abnormally timid
  • He’d be afraid that you’d yell at him for snooping
  • You’d look up at him with your sweet adorable smile he loves so much
  • “How come you didn’t tell me that you write poetry?”
  • You’d be taken back. How’d he find out?
  • “Wha-How did you fi-”
  • “Your journal was poking out of your backpack at school and i thought it was like your science journal or something so i picked it up and Zoe told me it was your poetry journal….I WASN’T SNOOPING I SWEAR TO GOD”
  • “God damn zoe and her big mouth”
  • “She said that you’re pretty good too…how come you didn’t tell me?”
  • He’d have the sad puppy dog eyes 
  • You’d look at your hands and start playing with them to avoid his eyes 
  • He’d grab your hands 
  • “You can trust me with anything, y/n. Don’t you know that?”
  • “I know that, Jared. I do. I just thought, i don’t know…that you’d think my poetry was stupid or lame…”
  • He would feel his heart bREak
  • “You’d really believe that i would think that about anything you do? God yn i love you for christ’s sake!!”
  • You’d grab his chubby wonderful cheeks
  • “You’re right. You’re absolutely right. i love you so much and i’m so sorry, babe….do you uh, want me to read you one?”
  • “Only if you want to” 
  • He’d be a little sassy with you bc he’d still be a little upset
  • You’d read him the one you wrote about your guy’s first time
  • It was your absolute favorite
  • It wasn’t explicit, it was just really pretty
  • Homeboy would be fighting the blush that was starting to take over his entire fuckin body bc like
  • He remembered every part of that night 
  • but hearing it through your interpretation brought it all back in a different way
  • You’d set your book down and before you could say anything he’d be oN YOU
  • Kissing you all over your face and down your neck and stuff
  • In between kisses he would be like
  • You *kiss* are *kiss* so *kiss* fucking *kiss* amazing *kiss*
  • Lets just say he’d give you something else to write about
catfish - jared x soulmate!reader (part two)

quick recap,,, “Jared: They wanna meet you” and thats what u missed on catfish

ANYWAYS YES IM FINALLY DONE WITH THIS PART

my masterlist!  part one!

there will be a part three that basically just like a fluffy date lol

and some lovely lil angels wanted to be tagged so here u go my loves! @defenestrate-yourself-please @zoe—murphy @shadeswritings @goawayjules @1two-player-game1 @yikesyellow @bluestghost @singlucysing @michaelmell-protectionunit (if i forgot you im so so so sorry. reply to this part to be tagged for part 3 i promise i wont forget)

word count: 2,268

warnings: so many perspective changes, i didn’t proof read it, swears (duh), mention of genetalia (jared says dick), um and i think thats it???

WITHOUT ANY FURTHER ADO…..

Fuck.

Y/N: uhhhh

Jared: I can pick you up from school on Monday?

Shit, school. If you saw him at school you wouldn’t be able to just walk past without tackling him in a hug… and then he’d find out.

Y/N: i don’t know if i’ll go to school that day, i think i’m coming down with something.

Jared obviously knew you were lying. So he lied back.

Jared: But we have that special assembly

Y/N: we do??

Jared: Yeah I forgot what it’s on but I heard it’s super important.

Y/N: shit then i guess i have to go

Y/N: what period is it?

Jared: End of the day

Perfect, you could just go last period and leave and not have to face Jared confrontation until… Tuesday.

Y/N: u know what?? just remembered i have plans?

Jared: Can’t you get out of them? I feel like I’m worth it ;)

Y/N: lol of course you are! but it’s family bowling night so,,,, no

Jared: Well it’ll happen eventually.

Jared was right, it would. A lot sooner than you wished, too. After quickly convincing your parents to skip all but last period, you texted Jared good night and then fell asleep full of anxiety of the day ahead.


Days have passed. The amount of times you have seen Jared pass you in the halls and you haven’t said anything is unbearable, for the both of you.

Jared would have to pretend like he didn’t know who you were and continue just walking, Evan’s talking mumbled by his thoughts. He didn’t even make eye contact with you and has only seen you in his peripheral vision.

And, fuck, his peripheral vision didn’t give him much to go off of but you looked fucking amazing. A million times better than just seeing you on Instagram from his phone. Seeing you out of the corner of his eyes for a split second every now and then almost killed him.

Jared: Wait I have no idea how to do APBio project

Y/N: ugh too long to type and explain

Jared: Then just FaceTime me lol

Y/N: uh…..

Y/N: my hair is messy

Y/N: and im in my pajamas

Y/N: so no

Jared: and I care because????

Y/N: i care!

Jared: Fine then call me

…Should you? I mean, there’s no harm. It’s just your voice. But what if you get major phone anxiety or he thinks your voice is ugly.

Y/N: i was about to go to bed :( sorry

Jared: Bullshit it’s like 10pm

Before you could respond with a snarky comment, your phone started buzzing and Jared’s ringtone (which may or not be ‘Never Gonna Give You Up’) started playing.

Fuck.

You answered it but immediately muted yourself.

“Uh… hello?” You said nothing. “Y/N, I know you’re there, it stopped ringing,” he chuckled a bit. You face flushed when he said your name. “Ok, whatever. Anyways, so this project. I kinda dozed off when Ms. Years was saying all the instructions so I thought I could ask someone else from the class but the only person I know was absent and so I tried to ask Ms. Years what to do and she just gave me, like, a vague and sarcastic response and I remember you talking about Ms. Years and you’re probably a good student so…”

As Jared rambling continued you started to feel more and more guilty. You clicked the home button and went back to texting.

Y/N: jared tbh i really don’t wanna explain i barely even get it myself i wouldn’t know how to explain

You heard his phone vibrate and he stopped talking and sighed, “Okay, we’re doing this. Well, y/n, I really don’t to fail this project. I can barely hold a C so I need to get a good grade on this.”

Y/N: i thought u were like,,, top of ur class??

He chuckled, “Yeah in all of them except fucking biology. That godforsaken class will be the death of me.” You laughed and your feelings sank when you realized he couldn’t hear you.

Y/N: bio is like the one class im good at

Jared chuckled and your heart fluttered, “Of course you are. But…” he dragged out the word and you frowned.

Y/N: i know, im just nervous

He sighed, “I guess I’ll ask someone else?”

Y/N: sorry :(

“Yeah, yeah.”

And with that, the call ended.


Almost a week passed and Jared wouldn’t barely talk to you. If he did it was one or two-word answers. So when he sent a paragraph it surprised you.

Jared: Ok so I wrote into Catfish I wanna get your opinion on my letter.

Jared: I’ll just copy and paste

Jared: “Yo Nev and Max,

It’s ya boy, Jared. So y/n is my soulmate, I haven’t really talked with them for long but, get this, I’ve never heard their voice and they’ve only sent me one picture! I know. And, even crazier, we go to the same school and are in the same grade! So when I looked for a y/n y/l/n in our yearbook, I did not see the face from the pictures but someone completely different! I know, it’s wild.

If you would help me, that’d be dank lol thanks.”

Jared: I feel like it’s funny and they’d prob pick it up because it’s not like any of their other stories!

Jared was obviously being sardonic and passive aggressive. In any normal situation, you would’ve responded with wit but all the things he said started to process in your head. You could almost hear the gears turning in your brain.

Jared: y/n, why did you lie?

Y/N: i’m so sorry, jared

Jared: …y/n, why did you lie?

Y/N: i was insecure and scared? i know i know thats not a good enough excuse but i never thought id get caught

Jared: You never thought one of these days one of us would just crack or cave at school?

Y/N: i almost did plenty of times tbh

Jared: The amount of effort it took for me to not just run up to you whenever I saw you were…. tremendous

Y/N: how long have you known?

Jared: Literally since the beginning lol

Y/N: gdi

Y/N: im so sorry

Jared: Can we, like, actually talk now or FaceTime or something, please?

Jared: It’s in the middle of the day so dont say you were about to sleep

Y/N:

Jared: Oh no what is there more?

Y/N: im aNXiouS

Jared: So fucking am I! Actually seeing your face and hearing you speak at the same time is literally all I’ve wanted since I had a panic attack on your thigh

That warmed your heart made your goofy smile stick onto your face. Something surged within you and you decided to make a bold move.

Less than a ring later, Jared’s forehead popped up onto your screen. “Holy shit, you initiated it,” he breathed. Your camera was facing the ceiling, “Where are you?”

“Contemplating whether or not to hang up and just cry instead.”

Jared gave a shaky breath but you saw the corners of his eyes scrunch up, meaning he was smiling. “Someone grab the camera my baby said their first words!”

You snorted, “Oh my god, Jared.”

“Fucking hell.”

“What?”

“Just… so much happened in a split-second, I got a little dizzy.”

You stifled a laugh but your smile was still ridiculously wide, “What do you mean?”

“You laughed, no, you snorted, y/n, and damn it was adorable and made my heart, like, stop for a second. Then, oh boy, then you said my name and my heart stopped again and then I almost hung up the call to call an ambulance.”

“Why didn’t you?” you pressed on, teasing him.

“Prop up the camera so I can, like, look at you while you talk,” he told you, not answering the question.

With a shaky hand, you obeyed and the camera showed you, cross legged on your bed, and fiddling with your fingernails. “Now you do it.” You refused to make eye contact with the camera but out of the corner of your eyes, you saw Jared look at his screen in disbelief and immediately found something to lean his phone on. You really could only see his torso and up, but it was more than enough.

You looked up at him through your eyelashes, your nerves eating away at you.

“Shit, you’re stunning.”

The corners of your mouth perked up, “I would say the same but from what I’ve seen, you’re much more adorable in person.”

Jared smirked, “Damn right, I am. But holy shit, I just want to take a moment to appreciate your… charismatic smile.”

You snickered, throwing your head back a little, “Charismatic? That’s not usually a word I hear to describe someone’s smile.”

“Not just someone, you.”

“Jared, you’re such a sap.”

“It’s a charming quality, right?”

You and Jared stayed together, talking, for hours. You only realized it when the sun started rising through your window.

“Shit, we have school, Jared.”

“Wait, just… Stay right there.”

You did and you saw his phone flash. “…Did you just take a screenshot of me?”

“The sun made your skin glow. It was too enchanting to not take a screenshot.”

You giggled at him and saw the screen flash again. “Jared!” You scolded, “You’re lucky you’re my soulmate.”

“Sorry! Your laugh was captivating.”

“Did you just pause me?” you asked him, feigning offense.

He snickered, “I wanted to see how photogenic you look in these screenshots. Just gimme a sec.”

“‘Kay but you owe me a Redbull!”

“Deal. What time is it?” he asked.

“Six. Why?”

“Maybe we should both take a quick catnap and I’ll pick you up,” he offered.

“And end our fifteen-hour call? Never!” you laughed, doodling on your arm.

“Y/N… stop drawing dicks on my wrist.”


Jared ended up opting out of picking you up because he knew he wouldn’t be able to keep his hands off you for an entire car ride. So as you were waiting for Jared in the cafeteria, you bit your nails and looked around the room again as if he’d magically appear.

Jared, however, saw you. You had your back to him and Jared couldn’t believe this was actually happening. He swallowed his fears and slowly walked up to you, a Redbull in hand.

Before he could reach you, some girl he sort of recognized walked up to you and started talking to you. He couldn’t hear the whole conversation, it’s was like quiet mumbling, but he could tell you were on edge and not really paying attention to her.

Suddenly, Jared and the girl made eye contact. You only then realized it was Alana. She waved at you, “Hey, Jared! How’s your morning been?”

Both you and Jared froze.

Jared took a deep breath and cleared his throat, unaware of the blush forming on his cheekbones. “Well, I owe y/n here a Redbull and I wanted one too but the store only had one, so I guess we’ll have to share it.”

You slowly turned towards him. “Jared,” you breathed. “…JARED!” you now screamed, sprinting the short distance between you and clutched onto him, tears rolling down your face.

Jared staggered back a bit but took your embrace and wrapped his arms around you. “Holy shit, this is real. You’re real,” he said quietly in disbelief.

It felt like hours you two were just there, with each other. Finally.

Alana snapped a picture just before you and Jared slowly pulled away from one another. He held his hands on your waist and you held his biceps. The both of you just stared at each other, smiling, and taking in every feature. “The janitor’s closet next to the math wing is, like, never used.”

“What?”

“If you lovebirds need a secret place,” she winked and walked away. Jared’s face flushed and you could only muster up a nervous laugh.


After lunch, you didn’t have any classes with Jared. So by the end of the day, you were craving him.

You leaned against his car, waiting for him. Once you saw him exit the building, you called out to him, “Jared, hey!”

He looked instantly relieved to see you and jogged to your position. “Need a ride?” You nodded and held his hand in yours. He squeezed it then let go, “Get in.”

The car ride home was silent, but not uncomfortable. Just being in his presence gave you joy. When you reached a stoplight, you grabbed his right hand and pulled it towards you. You held it on top of your thigh.

“It’s gonna be hard to drive with one hand,” he chuckled.

You rubbed the back of his hand with your thumb, “I think you can manage.”

He got to your house not too long after and when you let go of his hand, both of you felt empty. You sighed, “So…”

“So?”

You gathered as much courage as you could in a split second and leaned over the console, giving him a quick peck on the cheek. Before Jared knew what was happening, you were out the door, walking to your house, and waving at him.

Jared raised a hand to where your lips met his skin and his felt his hot cheek. He probably was the same shade as a stop sign, but he didn’t care.

With grin basically tattooed onto his face and a twinkle in his eye, he drove himself home, feeling like the king of the world.

Little Halloween Head Canons

Okay so Connor use to love halloween, when it wasn’t on the full moon cycle. He would always dress up as a different super hero each year

Zoe would dress as a different princesses each year, she did Ariel twice in a row

Cynthia always put up the best decorations and looked up the most popular candies of the year. The Murphy house was a huge hit

When they got older Zoe started to hand out the Candy while her parents went out.

Connor would also go out, usually to the woods that he went to instead of the ones behind his parents house

Evan dressed up until he was 14 with Jared

Jared always planned their outfits, and Evan really enjoyed them

One time they went as Batman and Robin and they pretended they were saving the city in between houses as they leapt over and dodged ‘obstacles’

Heidi always loved going out with them

she stopped when they turned 11 as they stated that they didn’t need to be watched. And by they I mean Jared

Alana usually dresses as historical females

she’s gone as Rosa Parks and Catherine the Great and Queen Elizabeth I, ETC

All these kids love Halloween and no one can stop them from enjoying the one holiday that celebrates creatures like them


they’re short and sucky I’m sorry

Blue Hair

So I guess this is a songfic for a song called Blue Hair by Joe Iconis. If enough people like it then I might write about Evan’s reaction.

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            I walk down the narrow aisles at Sally Beauty. I grabbed a bottle of Ion “aqua” hair dye and a bowl and a brush thing.I purchased it and walked out. When I got home I double checked that my mom would not be coming home until later, I did not need her trying to stop me. I took out the bleach powder and poured it into the mixing bowl.Oh God that, that smells like a dirty cat box. I put on the rubber gloves and started to rub the disgusting bleach mixture into my hair. I can just imagine what the response will be from Chris (my step dad), he’ll make a snotty face and I’ll say; “You’re not my dad”. Whatever not like I care what he or mom thinks, they don’t even care about what I really want. “Ow, fucking shit!’ The bleach is making my scalp itch and burn.It will all be worth it, I remind myself. It will be all be worth it to see Evan’s face. No, I’m not one of those boys who does things for guys, screw their compliments I know they’re all lies. I’m dying my hair blue because I want blue hair… But, honestly part of the reason is that people with dyed hair tend to get compliments and if I can up the amount of those maybe I won’t feel so bad about myself. Another part (the biggest part) is that I think that blue hair looks cool and I’m young, now is as good a time as any. And finally, I know that Evan has an affinity for the color blue, he rambles about it half the time and it’s the cutest thing ever. I sit there in extreme pain for twenty minutes while I hit my hands against the counter to keep my mind off the pain. When the alarm on my phone goes off I vigorously wash the mixture from my scalp. “I’m free,” I think. Now time for the actual blue, there’s no going back now. I squeeze the tube and start the process again. The blue dye smells significantly better than the bleach. I put a shower cap on my head and look in the mirror. I start laughing because I look like an ugly fifty-year-old lady (not that I don’t look like that most of the time) I stop laughing. I pull out my phone and see I have a missing text from Evan.

Evan: I’m sorry that I didn’t have the review.

Jared: No problem I cheated off of Alana.

Evan: JARED

Jared: Calm your tits Hansen it was just a joke.

Jared: Are you going to be at school tomorrow?

Evan: Yeah, why?

Jared: Uh no reason in particular.

If I’m trying to impress him maybe I should be nice to him, just this once.

Jared: Just wanted to make sure that you were okay and nothing was wrong.

Oh my god, I did it. He hasn’t answered and it’s been one minute. Two minutes, three minutes.

Evan: Oh that’s nice. Thank you.

Jared: Well I’ll see you tomorrow.

It’s now been an hour and I think it’s safe to wash the hair dye out. I take a look in the mirror. I gasp. It’s still wet so it’s messy and a bit dark and it kind of feels like hay but it looks kind of cool. I move it around and try to style it. I smile it looks nice. I’m not the coolest but my hair is.

Accidents Don't Just Happen Accidentally

Imagine: You’re an actress on set of Supernatural and your character has a love interest with one of the Winchesters (alternate endings).

Single!Jensen and Single!Jared because I don’t have the heart to write it any other way!

Accidents Don’t Just Happen Accidentally Series

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This video features the epic J2 afternoon panel at SPN Jacksonville. This panel ranks in my top 5 all-time favorite J2 panels. Lots of flirting, innuendo and touching.

Highlights include:

Sweaty Jared

Jared puts on a show with a bath towel that leads to him removing his belt and giving it to Jensen.

Jared asking Jensen if he will be his Christian Gray.

Sam and Dean’s version of heaven.

Jared whispering “taste the rainbow” to Jensen and sweet nothings stay between us.

The “Tiny Dancer” story.

The Season 4 song and Jared’s reaction when Jensen starts singing.  You can tell how much Jared loves to hear him sing.