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dreaminginpastels · 2 years

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Hi Daniella!, Can I ask for a fem!reader for Conor Murphy, in which the reader has a big family with a couple of brothers and sisters (she is the oldest) and she wants to introduce Connor to them, but my poor Con is very insecure about it ?. If you don't fell like doing it is totally fine, take care ❤

Nela

open your eyes

pairing: connor murphy x fem!reader

summary: connor is finally comfortable to be himself in your relationship when you decide it’s time for him to meet your big family

warnings: slight angst, mentions of mental health struggles, bullying, and insecurity (because it’s Connor)

reader pronouns: she/her (by request)

word count: 1.8k

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Connor Murphy was in love with you. But then again, he’d never really had any other option. You weren’t the type to give up on anyone, and once you’d decided that you would be friends with Connor Murphy, well, the boy didn’t stand a chance.

He’d fallen for you slowly, ever careful with his fragile heart. Had done everything that he could to deter you. He’d put on a tough facade, determined to not fall for those doe eyes of yours, but his walls had started to crumble from the first moment he heard your sweet voice.

It had been your first day of school, a year ago or thereabouts, and he had been grabbing books out of his locker when he’d heard confident steps approaching him. He’d flinched, used to being grabbed and shoved against lockers, or shoved to the ground, books toppling around him. High schoolers were not kind. His nervous system relaxed, however, when he’d seen you looking up at him, shoulders back, with a determined smile on your face. “Hi, I’m new here and-”

“I can tell.”

“Oh! Right, sorry.” You smiled, shaking off his rude interruption. “I’m y/n, it’s my first day and I was wondering if you could tell me where room 416 is?”

He rolled his eyes, painful as it was to treat such adorableness with displeasure. Still, he couldn’t let anyone in. Not when he’d been hurt too many times before. “Look, what I mean is I can tell you’re new here because no one speaks to me unless they’re looking for trouble. But, if it gets you out of my hair, it’s down the hall, to your left, and then your third right. Got it?”

You nodded, smiling up at him as he turned back to his locker. “Thank you…uh…”

He sighed, closing his locker door and turning to you. “It’s Connor.”

“Oh, well thank you Connor, I-”

Your voice had paused as he turned and walked down the hallway in the opposite direction. That hadn’t stopped you though. “I hope you have a great day!”

It would take him months to tell you, but as he walked away from you that day, a small smile spread across his face at your kind words. He told himself not to think anything of it, but figured as he’d probably never see you again, he could allow himself to enjoy that small moment of kindness. It was a rare occurrence for him after all.

Until it wasn’t. A few days later, he was sitting alone in the cafeteria when a lunch tray appeared next to him. Again, he flinched at the sound of it hitting the table, used to being approached by bullies intending to threaten him or tease him about…existing…he figured. But again, he’d been surprised when those increasingly familiar doe eyes looked up at him. “Hi Connor, it’s uh, y/n? We met the other day. I just wanted to say thank you for helping me find my class. It’s nice to have a friend, this school is bigger than I imagined.”

He was flabbergasted. A beautiful girl kept approaching him, and had now decided that they were friends? After a miniscule interaction? He had to be dreaming. These kinds of things didn’t happen to guys like him. And yet there you were, awaiting his response patiently while he sat there like a moron staring blankly back at you. Nice one Connor. He laughed as he thought back to how awkward he’d been.

“People don’t usually sit with me.”

Somehow emboldened by his words, you shuffled closer. He felt his walls begin to crumble. “Well there’s always a first!”

He stared at you before coughing himself into action, he figured he should at least give talking to you a go. “How, uh- How was your first day anyway?”

Your mouth broke into a warm smile. Crumble. “It was alright, a bit lonely, people don’t seem to want to give new people a chance here, but-”

“Oh, they don’t give anyone that isn’t a part of their cliques a chance, don’t take it personally.”

“Thanks Connor,” Those doe eyes met his cautious irises. Crumble. “So how’s your day?”

He grimaced then, not used to people asking him about himself. He took a deep breath and gave his best attempt at a smile. “It’s, uh- okay? I don’t usually have someone to talk to about my day so I’m not really sure what to say.”

You frowned at him, which, against his better judgement, caused a deep laugh to emerge from his chest. Crumble. He couldn’t help it, your concern for him was adorable. Those walls he built to keep himself safe were no match for your kind heart. “Well, here.”

You leaned down and took out a notebook and pen from your bag before writing on the page, ripping it out, and handing it to him. When he took the page from you, his hand trembled as he realised what had happened. He looked up at you with the expression of a child being given their first dose of affection. You smiled, resolute. “Now you have my number, so you can call or text to tell me about your day if you ever want to.”

He couldn’t get the smile off his face for the rest of the day, palming the page in the pocket of his hoodie whenever he needed a reminder that someone as wonderful as you actually seemed to care about him. Little did he know how your heart had soared when, an hour after school, your phone buzzed with his first message:

Hi y/n, this is Connor. Thanks for being my friend. You’re a cool person.

Followed immediately by another after as he realised that his message was a bit cold.

You’d giggled the whole way home.

A year later, and you had happily been dating for eight months. It had been tough, what with Connor’s seemingly endless self-doubts and insecurities, but you were going strong. Connor had made you more considerate and thoughtful, taking extra care to stop and pay attention to the world around you, and you had made him open up, showed him that it was okay to let the world in and that not everyone was out to hurt him.

Connor was finally comfortable being himself, secure in the relationship, when you decided that it was time for your worlds to combine. Your mother had been insisting for months that she wanted to have your boyfriend over for dinner, and having seen Connor so happy lately, you figured now was as good a time as any.

You imagined it going so smoothly, with Connor melting into your arms and being so excited to meet the people that loved you as much as he did. What happened instead was that Connor stared at you wide-eyed for a moment, then stood up, mumbled something about being late for class, and left the cafeteria. Despite it being the middle of the lunch break.

Anyone else would’ve been worried but you knew Connor. He just needed a bit of time to think about things and then he would come find you and talk about it. Sure enough, he approached your locker right after the school bell rang to finish the day.

He looked at you nervously, arms folding in on themselves. “Can, uh, we talk?”

You nodded. “Of course we can, love.”

You walked to a nearby park where you often spent time, the two of you sitting down on a park bench. A group of young kids were kicking a soccer ball around between them, while others sat on swings. You looked at Connor whose gaze was locked on the group kicking the ball around in a desperate bid to avoid your eyes. “Sweetheart, what’s going on in that mind? Please let me in.”

He sighed, studying the gravel below you with his head in his hands. “I don’t think it’s a good idea for me to meet your family.”

Your eyebrows furrowed in concern. “And why is that?”

Running his hands through his hair, he finally looked up at you. “I’m not a..people person…like you. I mean, you remember what I was like before we were dating, I’m not good at looking at people, let alone talking to them, let alone trying to impress your family who…”

His eyes widened. “-your large family, who I’m just never going to be enough for. Your parents are already going to stress me out and you can at least hold an adult conversation with them. How am I supposed to make a good impression on your siblings? They’re kids! I’m horrible with kids.”

Just as Connor was returning to his head-in-hands-moping position, a ball landed at his feet. “Hey, pass us the ball!”

Connor slowly stood up, gently dribbling the ball between his feet before jogging over to the group and passing it to the boy that had called out. “Dude, that was some super quick footing before, do you play professionally or something?”

You watched the young boy blush, rubbing a hand behind his neck bashfully. “Haha, no!”

Connor leaned down, “You sure? With moves like that I wouldn’t be surprised if you make the big leagues with some patience and practice!”

The kid squinted up at your boyfriend, smiling excitedly, and your heart melted at the sight. Connor reached over and ruffled the boy’s hair before heading back over to you. He turned around to the boy, pointing a finger at him and calling out, “Gotta put in the hard work, alright?”

The kid nodded as Connor sat back next to you. You noted how his body language had shifted: he was more open, happier, content. At least until he remembered the conversation he had left. He sighed, “I just…they’re going to hate me.”

“Connor, hey,” You reached out an arm, noting the way he flinched before easing into your touch. It broke your heart how much pain he held inside him, despite how far he’d come. How far you both had. “They’re going to love you. You have so much heart, my love. You try so hard to be loving and kind despite all that you’re going through. How could they not love you?”

He lingered in your gaze before looking back out to the park, letting out a deep exhale. You took the opportunity to continue. “I mean, look at how you just made that little boy’s day. He’s not going to forget the guy that went up to him in the park and believed in him and his dreams. If you can do that, you can sure as hell hold a conversation with my siblings.”

He looked up at you, a glint of hope in his eye and a small smile appearing on his face. “You think?”

You smiled, “Absolutely. And besides, do you really think I’d ever let you get hurt by someone, even slightly? If my family says anything that upsets you, I’ll be right there. And I’ll give them a piece of my mind.”

He laughed and wrapped his arms around you, angling down to kiss the top of your hair. “How did I ever get lucky enough to find you?”

You smiled into his embrace, “You opened your eyes.”

a/n: hi lovely Nela! thank you for being so patient waiting for me to tackle one of your wonderful requests. I figured since you’re a bit nervous about your upcoming adventure that I would surprise you with a story to cheer you up! I hope that this is everything that you wanted it to be. thank you for always being such a wonderful friend 💜

p.s. I listened to the writing playlist you made me while writing this and I absolutely adore it 🥰

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mikedfaist · 4 months

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Love Willl Tear Us Apart: a series

Series: I. the one where the boys spot you at the bar

Love Will Tear Us Apart: playlist

#riff west side story #mike faist #mike faist imagine #riff x reader #panic amazon #connor murphy #dear evan hansen #west side story 2021

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allurared · 10 days

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imagine you nepo baby your way into starring in an adaptation where you were horribly miscast because you really want an oscar and in the process reveal not only that the original work is 1. bad, 2. not as gay as everyone had thought (and that you might suck a little) and then not 3 years later your former costar stars in the critical darling of the year and maybe becomes an oscar contender by being gay for pay

#wintspeak #the gay for pay bit was a JOKE ok #idk if mike faist is straight also i don't care #also i swear i'll stop talking about challengers #but it genuinely gave me brain worms #so i'm watching jenny nicholson's dear evan hansen video and thinking #hmmmmm you know who was in dear evan hansen.....#also he probably didn't really... dodge a bullet since he was probably making west side story at the time #but like.... can you imagine

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itsmarsss · 1 month

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Mars' Masterlists

The masterlist of masterlists ....................................................

Cobra Kai

Dear Evan Hansen

X-Men

Julie and the Phantoms

Diary of a Wimpy Kid

Moon Knight

The Bear (empty for now)

Helluva Boss

Batfam (empty for now)

.................................................... Mars! Who are requests open for? | Request away/let's chat! | My AO3

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broadway-heere-i-come · 11 months

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11, kleinsen for the prompts :))

11. drastic

Evan misses a lot of things this summer. Swimming. Family cookouts. Movies. Jared's Wii. Jared.

He doesn't tell Jared he misses him, because Jared doesn't say stuff like that anymore. Instead, Evan says, "It's really weird that you're not here," and Jared says, "Yeah," and maybe that means the same thing for both of them.

Send me a number and I’ll write a micro story using the word or phrase

#i've been working on a longer version of this but i wanted to get a truly micro one out before a million years passed #i imagine this is between 9th and 10th grade. jared's first time at camp.#answered asks #dear evan hansen #kleinsen #evan hansen #jared kleinman #my writing

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dreaminginpastels · 2 years

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d e a r e v a n h a n s e n m a s t e r l i s t

─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

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key:

✿ = fluff

➷ = angst

⁂ = hurt/comfort

☽ = alternate universe

♡ = gender neutral reader (they/them pronouns) - default

❀ = female reader (she/her pronouns) - by request

✧ = male reader (he/him pronouns) - by request

└────────────────────────────┘

connor murphy

open your eyes ✿➷⁂❀

connor is finally comfortable to be himself in your relationship when you decide it’s time for him to meet your big family

#connor murphy x reader #connor murphy x fem!reader #connor murphy x you #connor murphy imagine #connor murphy oneshot #connor murphy #connor murphy fanfic #connor murphy fanfiction #dear evan hansen #dear evan hansen x reader #dear evan hansen x fem!reader #dear evan hansen x you #dear evan hansen imagine #dear evan hansen oneshot #dear evan hansen fanfic #dear evan hansen fanfiction #requests open #daniella writes 💫

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worldsbiggestnerd101 · 5 months

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the song disappear is so much less impactful when you learn that evan was just conjuring up this version of connor’s ghost in his head instead of connor’s ghost helping him (like how he did at the end of the book) and as a soundtrack-listener-fan i am severely disappointed whenever i think about this

#em rambles #dear evan hansen #i’m telling y’all it’s so wholesome to imagine connor actually helping evan out #but then you remember that nope this musical could never and it’s just evan having questionable morals again #i love deh but really i just wish it Wasn’t Like That yk #as someone who has not seen the musical (and they cut disappear from the movie) i want to go back to when i didn’t know this

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fumahelia · 1 year

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Poll timeee 🤩

So while I don't have a lot of followers, my first post seemed to get more attention then I thought it would, so I'll just continue to put out fanfics that I think should be out there. Thank you to everyone who liked and reblogged 🫶 anyways, time to choose the next one 😋

Also all of these will be put up eventually, I just want to know which one should go up first. Also feel free to request characters, I may add them to the prompt if I know their personality well enough (for now the default is xiao and diluc)

Here's the link to the first one:

Take you by the hand...you're the only one that understands

#xiao x reader #diluc x reader #genshin impact xiao #genshin diluc #gn!reader #xiao fluff #xiao imagines #diluc fluff #diluc imagines #dear evan hansen #steven universe #genshin impact

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twistedtummies2 · 1 year

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Random Billy Idea

I used to say - in my headcanon for my OC, Billy Geant - that he had a sort of “fair” singing voice. Which is to say, Billy can carry a tune, but he’s not going to be attending a concert anytime soon. HOWEVER, today - in a sudden random flash of inspiration - I came up with a different idea: I now think that Billy actually CAN sing VERY well...but he, himself, doesn’t REALIZE it. He’s got a great voice, and has NO idea. I shared this thought with a friend, and we came up with the idea of Billy - for some reason - having to sing in front of Vil, Epel, and Rook. And of course, at first, he’s embarrassed and nervous, and all three of them aren’t exactly expecting much... ...Then Billy proceeds to belt out this BEAUTIFUL song...and Epel has his jaw on the floor, Rook is crying in a melodramatic manner, and even Vil is looking surprised and amazed. Billy: So, um...was that okay? <:) Vil: Well, well, well...despite your horrid breath, amongst other unsightly flaws...you do have a lovely voice. Billy: REALLY HOUSEWARDEN?! 8D Vil: AH-AH-AH! You are being fortissimo, bring it down to a piano. Billy: A piano? (looks around) Where? Vil: (takes a patience-seeking breath) Quiet. Down. Yes, I complimented you, but this means you can continue to work on everything else and further bring pride to yours truly. Not sure what comes of this. Maybe Billy gets some training...or suddenly becomes a secret hit at karaoke parties...I dunno. XD Just a random concept that came into me brain. May or may not be used in a story of some sort, sometime.