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wrioluvr · 24 days

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flirty playboy x mature male reader

this stupid ass meme had been on my mind forever and i realised how funny it would be to have a slutty playboy who just sleeps with anyone to seriously pine over a more mature, secure guy who doesn't fall for any of his shallow charms and tricks.... here are just some blurbs of their dynamic (˵ ¬ᴗ¬˵)

his name is roman. he's a little toxic, but he just wants to be loved.

cw: some smut, top male reader

it all started with a little night out. you didn't do those often, due to devoting most of your time towards work and earning a stable career, but finishing this particularly gruelling assignment called for a celebration. at the bar, dancing with your friends, a good-looking man with a playful glint in his eyes approached you full of bravado. he told you how handsome you were, and had been eyeing you from across the room for a while now. but from a single glance, you could tell he was the type to break hearts. beach-blonde dyed hair, a tight fitting tank top revealing his muscular build, an eyebrow piercing, the way his mouth curled up so subtly into a little smirk.... he was everything you knew to avoid getting serious with. but a little hookup couldn't hurt, right? you deserved a little fun.

and it didn't hurt you at all. a few failed relationships had made you wise beyond your years, knowing to easily seperate the good guys from the bad. you knew your self-worth. roman, on the other hand, was absolutely smitten. no other man had fucked him THIS good, gave him such gentle aftercare, and even let him stay as long as he needed. the way you so effortlessly lifted his legs up to thrust in and out of him at a rhythmic pace, or fondling his tits and squeezing his nipples softly while you hit it from the back, or tenderly running your fingers down his spine, arching it sensually.... he loved it all. it was clear to him that you prioritised his pleasure as much as your own, and it showed in how he orgasmed several times before you even came in him once, panting breathlessly while wearing the sluttiest expression of his life. it was nothing like any of the men he had sex with before. afterwards, you let him stay the night in a guest room, and even brewed a cup of coffee for him in the morning.

roman was damn near tears when you offered to drop him off at his house before you headed off to work. if he was being honest with himself, his insecurities were the root of his constant need for sexual intimacy, so being treated with genuine kindness for once was new to him.

"is dropping you off here alright?" you ask, turning into the road of his apartment complex.

"y-yeah...." he looks out the window, unsure how to look you in the eyes.

"okay. thanks for last night. stay safe." your words carried an air of finality to them, like you were so sure the two of you would never cross paths again. he didn't like that.

"uh, uh......" he stuttered, all his usual flirtatiousness thrown out the window as he couldn't meet your gaze. "could i... get your number?"

your friendly smile froze on your face. "uhhhh.... sorry, i'm not really looking for anything serious right now."

he quickly regained his composure, charm turned up to the max. shifting his tank top so more of his chest was exposed and you could notice his nipples protruding, roman whispered in a low tone, "that's okay! we can just be casual... and fuck anytime you like." a wink. a hand on your thigh.

"jeez... okay, no offense, but i've heard rumours from my friends that you're a bit of a... playboy. i'm not interested in being your toy, sorry."

roman's face flushed in embarrassment, knowing what you said was true. except the part on him seeing you as a toy. that was untrue. he could feel a warmth growing from the pit of his stomach at the thought of spending more time with you. were these... butterflies?

maybe begging would work.

"okay fine, i am a bit of a player... but please, please, pleaseeeeeee.... let's be in contact, okay? as friends?" roman sniffled pathetically, shaking your shoulder in desperation. he needed to be in your presence. why weren't his usual maneating tactics working?!?!

"alright. here you go. just don't spam me or anything, okay? i gotta go for work. see you." you sigh, a little exasperated but choosing not to let it show. he immediately lit up, typing your number in his contacts and saving many hearts next to your name. you prayed your acts of basic human decency wouldn't cause him to catch feelings. you needed to focus on your job right now.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

3:02pm

[romanbabyxx]

hiiiiiii

[romanbabyxx]

i know you said not to spam you but like

[romanbabyxx]

i miss u

[romanbabyxx]

can we meet up at the bar for drinks or something like that? please?

3:10pm

you check the messages on your phone, rolling your eyes and ignoring them. he was probably sending this text to at least three other guys right now. he had a history of cheating, based on what you heard from your friends. you weren't going to be another one of his victims.

5:35pm

[romanbabyxx]

are u ignoring me?

[romanbabyxx]

im sorryyyyyyyy

[romanbabyxx]

pls hit me back when ur free

7.30 pm

[name]

sorry, just got off work. will be super busy this week, so not free. mb.

[romanbabyxx]

oh, its okay! next week then?

[name]

i'll see

this went on for a few weeks, you constantly evading his invitations, being polite and professional, never too intimate over text. roman was starting to get fed up. he's so used to getting everything he wants, he doesn't know what to do when he actually has to work for the one he desires. he actually hadn't hooked up with anyone since your one night stand, but you didn't believe that.

roman was at his wits' end. he could only think of one final plan to get your attention.

trying to make you jealous.

over the next week, he hooked up with any and everyone he met in the bar, not bothering to keep his slutting around discreet. he wanted you to hear the rumours. he wanted you to feel a sense of unease within your very being. he wanted you to feel possessive. he wanted you, to want him. the whole time, even as he was getting fucked, he could only imagine you caressing him, holding him close, loving him.

his deeds didn't go unnoticed. your friends told you about it, yet you didn't feel anything in the slightest. you were right, after all... he forgot about you within a week and moved on to whichever poor man he would leave high and dry next.

the next time you bumped into him at the bar, roman was his usual, party-loving self, excitedly slinging an arm around you, a drink in hand. his plan had to work, surely? you would be begging to have him back. but yet, when he offhandedly (yet so intentionally) mentioned how much dick he had been getting the past week, anticipating your change in expression, nothing happened. "oh. good for you." was all you said.

he sputtered, flustered by your calm demeanour. didn't you care? at all?! "but.... but.... aren't you jealous? that i've been hooking up with other guys?!"

you stare at him, a genuine quzzical expression plastered across your face. "why would i be? it's not like we're dating or anything. it was just a one time thing."

your words hit like a knife through his heart. he clutched his chest dramatically, a pout forming on his lips. "i'll be faithful! i promise!" his words came out more desperate than he intended. he felt so vulnerable, so naked, yet you were the face of serenity. your unimpressed eyes stared through his soul, as if you were scrutinising his very core. he knew you could heal him, make him feel loved, but he was starting to doubt there was any possibility you would feel the same.

"i'm sure that's what you said to the last guy you cheated on."

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

i intended for this to be lighthearted but why was it actually kinda depressing tbh

#male reader #dom male reader #top male reader #bottom male character #sub male character #playboy x male reader #wrioluvr: roman #i admire ppl who can just write pure smut with graphic descriptions coz i end up spiraling into a full mini plot everytime crying emoji

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honeyedboneset · 3 months

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hello! i'm boneset (or bone). thanks for stopping by my super-specific search thread! if interested, please leave a reply or dm me!

a bit about myself: she/her. I'm currently in my late 20's and have been writing/roleplaying in some shape or form for 12+ years. i'm in grad school (and will be for awhile) and work full time in mental healthcare. occasionally, days are wild.

when it comes to writing, i generally write somewhere between 500-1k words a post. the shorter the post, the faster i can write. i definitely value someone who's writing fits with mine over length or anything like that. i'm also super flexible when it comes to post rate. if it takes a little bit, that's totally fine! especially if we do build a rapport. i want this to stay as something that's fun for both of us. it's a hobby, so it comes after everything else.

doubling. i play a canon for you, you play one for me, and i love every character as my own. OR we both play two ocs who fall in love against their will. Idc.

m!canon x f!oc preferred (or m!oc x f!oc). I know who I am. I have no shame. I’m so super cautious about m// and f// after years of running into folks treating it as a fetish.

ooc chatting. for the rps that have survived my hiatuses, it's been because we made friends, or at least friendly. i like talking, sharing head canons, all that stupid crap. tldr: i need someone to send memes to.

ooc over discord, please, after we’ve graduated to that. DMs first if you don’t mind.

email, discord, gdocs, and tumblr in order of preference for the roleplay but I'm open to any.

i am a sap for romance. less so for super slow burns. sue me. I can barely read slow burn much less write it.

500-1000 words is my sweet spot for responses, but i'm not that fast of a writer, depending on what's going on. see: why i like ooc.

pairings and all below the break!

for fandoms, I’m going to list what I’m looking to play the oc in. I am super duper happy to play nearly any canon character for you.

the walking dead: ＊i haven't seen the spin-off series. super comfortable going as AU as we want. ＊looking for: glenn (pls pls pls), daryl ＊will play: rick, daryl, shane, negan, others probably ＊some vibes: people who knew each other prior to the zombies meeting each other again after, dead rising vibes, traveling through the wilderness, overgrown and rundown towns and cities, towns that have gone mad, human enemies, natural threats, fluff, megamalls, amusement parks, adventure, horror, fluff, uneasiness in the calm, found family, hesitant allies

resident evil: ＊i like it all, okay? welcome to racoon city, all the games, the animated films...even the live action netflix put out! it's just FUN. ＊looking for: leon, piers, carlos ＊will play: chris, albert, luis, piers, etc. ＊some vibes: hurt/comfort extreme, international adventures, partners in life and in work, idk absolute insanity. vacation? what's a vacation, there's always zombies, basically the evil of capitalism, embrace the weird of the game universes (i mean really. there's werewolves)

the last of us: ＊i've played both games and watched the show ＊looking for: tommy miller, m!oc ＊will play: joel, ellie, others, m!oc ＊some vibes: FIX IT JESUS, protecting family, human enemies, natural threats, antagonistic towns, lost in the wild, weird periods of domestic easiness followed by hurt/comfort hell red dead redemption: ＊i've played rdr and rdr2. kind of familiar with revolver. ＊looking for: charles smith ＊will play: arthur, john, dutch, others (but not micah) ＊some vibes: railroad turmoil, dutch has lots of plans (very little outcomes), high society meets the old west, running from the law, causing problems, adventures in the big city, trying to leave old lives behind, forbidden love, enemies to lovers

fallout: ＊i've played 1, 2, 3, 4, 76 & NV. mainly looking for nv. ＊looking for: m!oc ＊will play: ask for canons, m!oc ＊some vibes: causing chaos in the wastes, embracing the local cryptid status of the player character, toxic people everywhere, attempting to survive, mercenaries, prostitutes, salt of the earth managing to do some good against their will, traveling to other locations avatar the last airbender ＊i've seen the show several times, live action, and korra, but haven't read comics. ＊looking for: adult!sokka ＊will play: adult!zuko, ask for other canons! ＊some vibes: post series feeling out their new roles in society, rebuilding following war, uprisings from unhappy sections, earth kingdom is just as big of a mess as firenation please help, 'forbidden' relationships, political drama, festival romance

original(ish) story vibes:

zombies! please zombies. love it. media inspo: l4d, deadrising, resident evil, twd, george romero

fantasy. royalty, pirates, mermaids, adventures, curses, and extra doses of romance. some assassins? hiding from responsibility? childhood friends to lovers and enemies finding common ground. media inspo: ACOTAR, lord of the rings, ever king, damsel, fire emblem, (for modern of these vibes) new protectorate by abigail kelly

urban fantasy vibes. witches and monsters, and romance and weirdness. maybe some monsters. eldritch beings. small town, rural america? media inspo: x-files, teen wolf, supernatural, stay a spell by juliette cross, scooby doo, being human, folk haven by lauren connolly, old gods of appalachia

cowboys! Modern? Traditional? I do not care i love cowboys and the south, just minus all of those….you know, issues. media inspo: red dead redemption, man from snowy river, yellow stone, lyla sage books

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veliseraptor · 1 year

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i know i just did one of these but my attempts to focus are not going well and i'd really like to get back in the rhythm of writing so...another round! of the 150 words meme. send me up to 3 numbers and I'll write 150 words in that project, etc., you know how it goes

shorter list this time because I'm trying to Focus and Finish Some Stuff

1. Xue Yang cocked his head a little to one side, swaying back on his heels again. “I don’t know what exactly is going to happen to you,” he said. “Not for sure. But just in case…” His smile vanished, overbright eyes fierce and intent. “Take care of him. Keep him safe and keep him alive. Don’t let him do anything stupid. Got it?”

Song Lan felt the command settle on him like a net. Xue Yang waited, as though for a response. Song Lan stared at him, unable to give one, his dread and confusion growing. Xue Yang nodded.

“Good,” he said. “Maybe this time around you can be a little less useless.”

What are you doing, Song Lan would have asked, if he could, if he still possessed his will and his tongue. What are you talking about?

Xue Yang exhaled a slow breath, then reached out and patted Song Lan’s chest twice. “Okay,” he said. “Okay. I think that’s everything, then.” He shifted his shoulders. “See you around, Zichen.” (Life After Death)

2. And eventually, still Pete. Because Pete wanted him, wanted to be with him, wasn’t running for the hills, didn’t look at him with wary disgust. Vegas tried to let him go gracefully and Pete held on, and it wasn’t like Vegas tried very hard to shake him loose.

Vegas didn’t get it. He was trying to be okay with not getting it. Just accept it, Pete said, like it was that easy. Vegas didn’t know that he’d just accepted anything in his life and he wasn’t sure he knew how to start now.

He was going to have to, though, because not being dead meant living with the fucked up new world he woke up in, and he hated a lot of things about it, and there was absolutely fucking nothing he could do. A chorus of helpless, worthless, useless banging around in his skull and he just had to accept it and be grateful.

It was fine. He was fine.

He was extremely fucking tired. (post canon vegaspete long(er) fic)

3. “What did I do?” he asked.

“Do?” his friend said. He sounded distracted.

“Yes,” Xiao Xingchen said slowly. “I did…something.”

“You’ve done a lot of things,” his friend said. “Bit of a long list. Could you narrow it down for me?”

Xiao Xingchen groped after understanding. His head hurt so badly and kept spinning and he was so confused, knowing things were missing but not knowing what he knew was missing. “I don’t know,” he said, distressed. “I…something wrong. Something…bad?”

There was a brief, terrifying pause and then a laugh that sounded genuinely amused. “What? You, Daozhang?”

Xiao Xingchen could feel his face warming but he shook his head. “It was something important,” he said. “That I should have…or shouldn’t have…but I can’t remember. Did I…” He took a careful breath and said, “did I hurt you, friend?”

“Pff,” his friend said. “No. Don’t be stupid. Come on. You won’t let me kill spiders in the house.” A flash of memory at that image, legs tickling his palm and he could feel someone’s amusement even though no one was laughing. It must be his friend. But it seemed like someone else.

He didn’t know who. (xiao xingchen + concussion)

4. “Hands up,” snapped the ringleader. Vegas raised his hands, the gesture lazy, almost bored.

“I’m not here for a fight,” he said, apparently unconcerned by the multiple weapons trained on him. Pete, despite the growing suspicion, was very concerned. If somebody shot Vegas, killed him–

He didn’t actually think there’d be a lot of mourning in the main family. But there would be consequences for a bodyguard who failed to protect his charge, and if Vegas wasn’t exactly his charge he was still…family.

“Then what are you here for,” the ringleader said, still obviously suspicious.

“Negotiation,” Vegas said. (the devil drives)

5. Doing some math in his head and not liking what he was coming up with, Vegas asked, “when did this go down, anyway?”

“Around noon, little after?” Pete yawned, then frowned. “Are you upset?”

“Not with you,” Vegas said, his temper starting to simmer. At least, not exactly. Not mostly. Or he would be that, later, once he knew more about what exactly had happened that had led to Pete getting shot. It was late afternoon now, which left a gap of at least a few hours between Pete getting hurt and Porsche contacting him. “Any idea why nobody told me about this until a half an hour ago?”

Pete’s eyebrows furrowed and he looked perplexed, which suggested it hadn’t been his idea. That was good. For Pete. (Undercut)

6. “Aw, Xingchen, don’t be worried about him,” she said. “I bet your boyfriend can murder his way out of some kind of most dangerous game bullshit, no problem.” Xiao Xingchen gave her a tired look, and she said, “no, seriously. And that’s assuming this story isn’t some cover for his real job as a contract killer.”

“As a what?”

“Do you think I could hire your boyfriend to take a hit on my parents?” a-Qing said, like she hadn’t heard him.

“He’s not an assassin, a-Qing!” Xiao Xingchen exclaimed. She smirked at him, even if it was a little weaker than it usually would be.

“You don’t think,” she said. “It’s not like he’d just tell you. Can’t hurt to ask. Maybe there’s a friends and family discount.” (Redux)

7. “Of course it’ll work,” Xue Yang said, sounding offended. “Long enough, anyway, and then we can come up with some other story. I can.” He eyed Song Lan, expression turning skeptical. “You going to be okay with that?”

“Okay with what?”

“Me bullshitting these people,” Xue Yang said. Song Lan stared at him in disbelief, at first thinking that Xue Yang must mean it sarcastically. It was clear by the wary look in his eye that he didn’t.

“With everything else you’ve convinced me to do lately,” he said, “what makes you think that I would balk at a single lie?”

“I don’t know,” Xue Yang said. “I have no idea how your brain works, Song-daozhang, I don’t know what you’re going to decide to get pissy about or not so I figured I might as well ask.”

“My standards are hardly so arbitrary!”

Xue Yang started to shrug and, Song Lan noticed, caught the motion halfway through. “Everybody’s standards are arbitrary as far as I can tell.” (Walking Far From Home)

8. His footsteps didn’t take him immediately out of Yi City. He didn’t fully realize where he was going until he was standing in front of the yizhuang beside a familiar coffin. His stomach ached and he reached out to touch it only to draw back before making contact. He had the sudden, strange feeling that all the past weeks had been a dream, and he’d never left this place at all.

Maybe he couldn’t leave this place. Maybe he would always find himself drawn back, again and again.

Song Lan shook that thought off, but he didn’t walk away. He sat down instead and waited as the shadows lengthened and the sky darkened. (the poison in your bones)

#150 words meme #fic excerpt #maybe this meme will fix me she said

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lcfthaunted · 2 months

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how to communicate with andi : a primer

So! Apparently my approach to communication is atypical, which I am wont to prescribe to birds of a feather flocking together and 90% of my social circle being adhd as fuck. To make things easier on everyone involved, here's my approach to and expectation in communication!

First and foremost, I never expect an immediate response. My brain works faster than I can keep up with, so I have a tendency to firehose ideas. This is where dis.cord conversations are ideal, as the reply function allows returning to an idea at a later point, no matter how much later that ends up being.

If you don't vibe with an idea, ignore it! Sometimes things just don't hit the spot, and that's fine. If there's something in particular about the idea that rubs you wrong, however, I do want you to tell me what it is, so I can remove that aspect from future ideas. You saying to me "abuse by neglect with parents is not my jam and I don't want to explore it" is not an attack, and I will appreciate your clarity and honesty. But sometimes, the stars just aren't in alignment for an idea, and it's fine to leave it unacknowledged on the shelf if and until it ripens.

I Will Ping Pong. Even medicated, my brain tends to bounce around. If there's something you really vibe with and I have responded positively, that is invitation to bring me back to it if I ping pong off on another tangent. Again, this goes back to my previous point; if the tangent doesn't connect to the subject you're vibing with, ignore it! We can come back to it later, or maybe it's not even something that fully requires a response, and a thumbs-up emoji reaction is sufficient.

I do not require but do greatly appreciate having messages acknowledged, even just a little emoji reaction dropped. If you don't that's fine! It's not for everyone, I know. But if you do, I do look and feel fondly about it, and it makes me more comfortable with sharing things. If messages regularly go without any sort of acknowledgement, though, I will stop offering so much attention and energy. I do not expect my energy matched, as it is too high even for me at times, but some reciprocation is needed.

If I do something to discomfort, upset, or hurt you, I do want you to tell me. I know it's not easy to do in the moment, but the sooner the better. If you sit on a grievance for months, it will only make me less likely to interact in the future, as I can no longer trust my interactions are being received in good faith. If I have a strong emotional reaction (which is very likely with adhd regulation issues) that is on me to regulate, and I may send you a message saying as much before I can appropriately respond to what you're saying. Do not keep quiet in fear of upsetting me; you are hurting yourself and robbing me of the opportunity to practice self-regulation and learn how to be a better friend. In return, I will alert you to anything that has made me genuinely uncomfortable, though it may take me a couple days to work through the emotion and be sure my reaction is proportional before I act on it. Disproportional reactions are on me to deal with, and not something you should have to tiptoe around.

Sometimes, the words just don't go, and I communicate in memes and shared posts. That doesn't mean I'm uninterested in conversation, it just means my energy levels are low and coherency has been sacrificed in favor of survival mechanisms. Sometimes, the words go too much, and you are welcome to ask for a tl;dr if you are not in a position to read All That but are still interested. The advantage of text-based communication is things can always be revisited at a higher energy day.

I am terrible at asking questions, and I do not have an exciting life. Simple "how are you how was your day" questions do not occur to me to ask and are always a labor for me to answer. You are welcome and encoraged to simply rant to me about your asshole coworker or the stupid crush you have on a regular. I do care about you as a person, and I am interested in learning about you, I just don't know where to start. If we talk about our characters regularly, I will likely share tidbits about my life without prompting. Ignore or reciprocate as your energy levels dictate.

If all of this is sensible to you, add me on disco at andi0937 so we can blabber about our characters! I have many ideas and many muses across my four blogs. I would love to learn more about your beloved blorbos.

#i can't even say it with a straight face • ooc #is it cool that i said all that ? • psa #( ok im off to dinner here's this thing it may get edited or added to in the future )#( bestowing your preferred demonstration of affection on all of you )

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batarangsoundsdumb · 3 years

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guess fucking what? my inbox is so fucking full right now i'm unloading all of this shit in one post.

For the 11th gotham memes: gothamites react to bruce being jacked in a tiktok he made with kids, like super yoked, ripped as hell

fucking hilarious thanks. i think i did it in one meme post, but i genuinely don't remember which one

i dunno which of the batfam would do this but one time i was sleeping over at a friends house and ended up on the floor bc the bed was so very small and i just stayed there because the rug was soft

that's a drunk jason move i don't know what to tell you

tim and jason are "i listen to pop punk" solidarity. whenever jason highjacks the batmobile theyll go on long ass car rides blaring mcr and paramore and then never talk about it again

as they should!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! tim: no jason it's my turn using the aux cord i gotta put on my jams jason: don't you dare put on weird shit tim: don't worry, you're gonna love this *plays fearless (taylor's version)

hear me out hear me out, red hood stans 🤝 nightwing stans t h i g h s

holy shit yes.

SNL au: Bruce breaks character when pretending to superman and says something like "I'm not superman! You've seen his gps!! It's from 2001!!!" @sabeanybabe

superman flies past the snl building the next day just to say 'actually it's from 2005, i'm not a heathen'

does your back hurt from carrying the batfam fandom

it hurts more from the exotic rock collection i keep in my backpack, but thanks for the concern.

I love your posts by why would you always leave the best parts in the tags?

as a treat for the people that check the tags ;) (and also because i'm committed to the short post aesthetic)

somehow your playlist was everything i never knew i needed. i mean it. this is my new favorite playlist.

and don't you dare get a new favourite playlist!

babe ur stoner tim playlist is exactly too perfect, earth is literally blessed by ur existence

babe thanks so much! i love my stoner tim playlist because it's just my usual playlist but people think it's an artistic choice that i put taylor swift and britney spears in there, when it's just what i unironically like listening to

JANDKSKDK BILLY RAY CYRUS ON THE STONER TIM PLAYLIST I LOVE IT IT

again it's not even an ironic choice, i know every single word and i genuinely like the song

The last chapter of Fundamentals of Casework has me crying at work. Thanks I love it @dudelookitsalesbian

oh babe, i'm sorry, but also, not sorry i love chapter 4 so much it's my lovechild with the 'mental illness' tag

soooo....stumbled on your tumblr by some stroke of fate??? read your DC fanfic first. which is PHENOMENAL btw. then found all the batmemes; the funniest thing EVER bc everyone forgets about regular old gothamites. kept scrolling and your blog pops up as recommended. clicked on the ao3 for shits and giggles and waddaya know?!?!? it's YOU!!! you're LEGEND!!!! ever seen that meme? it's a video of a cat that got into a baseball field and the two announcers get really invested in his escape attempt and start giving a play by play of the cat instead of the game. memeable moment: "GREAT stuff from the Cat!!!"

i seriously think about this ask every single day and it's so fucking funny to me that i've never seen the meme you're referencing, but i still find myself going 'GREAT stuff from the Cat!!!' whenever i see something funny. but wow i'm glad you liked this steaming pile of garbage

Fav dc character overall? And fav batfamily character?

don't ask me to pick between the loves of my life, but i can tell you i've cried about every single batfamily member and also wally west (my beloved)

What's your opinion on fans having a problem with batfam being "too big"? And some even claim that batfam is just "Bruce Alfred Dick Damian" and the rest of them are just "friends and allies" (source: reddit) Personally, I like batfam because of this reason but idk

stupid. a family can never be too big. i'm not that big a fan of like huge batfam stuff with everybody from every single universe, because as much as it's funny for bruce to have like 30 kids, it just feels a little too OOC for me.

This is the best tag I've seen involving the batfam, thanks for thinking of it

This is canon now @nctxrejects

lmao yeah i think at that point alfred has had to sit through like at least a dozen coming out talks and just has a pride flag collection in the attic that he pulls out whenever a kid comes out

idk why batfam hits different as compared to any other superhero family

bc it's found family and usually the other superhero families are almost all genetically related in one way or another

I don't know if you watch the umbrella academy but I saw your last post about batcest and saw the similarities. But the thing is (although I think it's weird) in TUA, they addressed it by saying "they were raised as weapons, not siblings" or something along those lines, which is simply not the case with batfam.

yeah i watched tua but i also thought it was ridiculous and they still treated each other as siblings so i didn't like the luthor/allison thing, and am glad they stopped doing that shit bc it fucking sucked.

Hot take: Batcest shippers are the same people who believe adopted siblings are not actual siblings

smoking hot take: batcest shippers are the people who watch 'my sister got stuck in the washing machine' porn

Duke was adopted by Bruce?

not technically no, but do i, tumblr user batarangsoundsdumb, look like i care?

True story but I had to change my freaking name because it used to be "Damien" and most people would go "OH LIKE DAMIAN WAYNE" like please I'm just tryna live

true story, but i don't actually think of damian when i hear the name damian, literally the first thing that pops up is damian darkh like bruh what?

apparently dc comics company supported comic stores by giving out new titles and stuff during the beginning of the pandemic to help them run and I just think that's wholesome

ah yeah that's so fucking cool, still don't like dc, the company, because this world is a capitalist hellhole and we're all owned by warner brothers or disney with no in between.

ayo looking at tumblr head canons and finding out bruce is actually a terrible father is a punch in the gut

lmao yes, in like 50% of comics bruce is a terrible father and it gives me whiplash

oooh I just saw the jason todd vs winter soldier post and the real question is: batman vs iron man

while iron man has like hundreds of cases of armor, batman could throw out an emp and have the guy dropping out of the sky in 2 seconds.

dickfast = fastdick = quickdick = quickie

magnum hot take

hey bata(?) just thought I'd let you know I have copied the obnoxious emoji and Billy Ray post for use on simping men going forth

thank you 😘🌷 (@spacebarsidecar)

why would you do that to your followers???? i get why i did it, but why would you???

what is scarecrow made the nightwing funko pop himself, like those diy-ers that paint over other ones

oh god no, horrible take, horrible take, that's a disgusting thought oh no

I see your HC that Bruce and Oliver fucked and raise you this: Dick and Roy ALSO fucked

yes they did and it was a horrible moment for jason to find out dick has fucked both of his best friends

"at this rate bruce adds like 1 child to his family every decade or so" Duke is introduced in 2013, Damian as Damian, not as an unnamed child, in 2006. And he is already 14 years old, Robins rarely remain Robins after 16 😬 It looks like a new Robin and Batkid will appear in a couple of years

i mean i can't wait? but somebody will probably die first tho, we're due for another major character death. my money's on either cass or duke this time.

BRO you're so right all of your Bruce's ex headcanons are amazing but they aren't ships, that's kinda wild. Like I don't want any peeks into how their relationship was I just want to see everyone make fun of them

lmao YES it's just i love bruce being a slut, like good for him.

I am in love with your posts your honour thank you

omg thanks are we like,, gonna kiss now?

The justice league needs to have a meeting to discuss how many of their members/partners have slept with bruce. Because through a combination of cannon & fannon (if DC wasn’t homophobic) we have AT LEAST: 1) clark 2) lois 3) oliver 4) dinah 5) john

Thats not counting villains or random civilians @dudelookitsalesbian

yes yes yes, they'll have a yearly meeting about how many of their collective exes could be out for revenge and batman's list just keeps getting longer.

tim was like "i'm drake now" and everyone was like ahh so your fursona is a dragon and tim was like pffffft no. ducks.

and what about it?

when steph's fighting livewire and she zaps her with lighting and nothing happens and then they both just. stand there awkwardly for a second and talk. yeah i couldn't stop laughing at that batgirl steph is the BEST

oh yeah that was fucking hilarious and i think it would be so cool and sexy of dc to give steph a little comic series,,, as a treat

Hi I absolutely adore all of yours "Bruce and Oliver very badly pretending they didn't fuck each other" memes

lmao i do too

I need you to know that “Bruce Wayne had frosted tips” is one of my favorite Bruce takes of all time it’s so galaxy brained. you’re right and you should say it

he also painted his hair blonde once when he was travelling and in conclusion, this is why he's being blackmailed by the gotham gazette.

you know my thing about gordon being branded as the only good cop in gotham is its a load of shit like arguably he's a good person and not working to screw people over or anything but the fact that he also works w. batman makes him a shit cop. like yea batman is better than the mob but its still illegal its still an abuse of power he just not making bank

babe, all cops are bad cops. (but yeah youre absolutely right, working with vigilantes makes you a shit cop, but also working against vigilantes just makes you an asshole cop yanno?)

ruh roh i think i’m about to add “so not yeehaw” every time i don’t like something

that's a very good vocabulary upgrade

somehow i feel like steph already knew. like babs obviously knew but i feel like bruce got high/drunk in front of steph and started telling his boarding school stories and steph was just like “oh you fucked up i’m never gonna forget this”

steph and bruce have weird uncle/rebellious niece dynamic and they just hang out sometimes and bruce will be like 'i once broke my arm when i tripped over a hedge when i was drunk so oliver drove me to the hospital on an electric scooter' and steph will just have to sit there with that knowledge in her head.

Hello I just wanted to tell you you are So right in all your steph opinions bc she is, in fact amazing and I think that's very sexy of you. Ps. Your Bruce/Oliver fic is hilarious

babe, thank you so much and yes steph is amazing and i love her and she deserves the world and she's the best member of the batfam hands down. also thanks

In Supersons we see a couple of kids that are implied to be Damian and Jon's children and the boy has laser eyes and can fly, so I asume he's not adopted. The girl, who calls Bruce grandpa, can also fly, btw. So it's canon (probably by accident) that Jon can have kids and he must have married one of Bruce's kids. (I'm hoping for Damian, mostly because any other of his children would be waaaaaaaaaaaaay too old.) @artemisa97

lmao that was probably an accident seeing as jon is a 17 year old superhero in the year 3000 (by the jonas brothers)

You know, I'm a die hard fan of your memes, but I gotta say one thing: if Gothamites actually took gas mask everywhere with them, then the Scarecrow would just be a weird dude in a weird costume, and not a villain oh so scary. DC really should just takes notes from you.

bold of you to assume there's no gothamite anti-maskers

How does it feel being the funniest person on this app?

horrible, next question.

I can't listen to Green Day or Billy Joel without thinking of your post about how Bruce got arrested at a Billy Joel concert @nightwings-kid

yeah that's your mistake, i on the other hand can't enjoy billy joel without thinking about the glee rendition of 'uptown girl'

I've FINALLY been watching the Batman animated series and I gotta say, after watching "the gray ghost" I am CONVINCED that Batman is a closeted super hero geek who was 100% freaking out the first time he met Superman and is just REALLY good at hiding it.

superman: so what do you do in your free time? batman, thinking about the superman fanfiction he's writing on the batcomputer: i have no free time

bruce and oliver be like boyfriends to co-workers 401k (do the justice leagues get 401ks??? not that bruce and ollie would need them, but-)

lmao yes just 400 thousand words of bruce realising 'oh dip oliver is such a fucking dumbass' (also i don't know what a 401 k is but i assume they don't?)

Gothamites would totally boo superman as he saves Gotham while batman is out. @meenje

he's like 'okay think about that next time you want to be saved from an alien octopus'

I just took long break from dc comics and I come back to see ric grayson ??

i think it's very cool and sexy of dc to see dick and just think 'you know what? let's just give him a traumatic brain injury' and then didn't develop his character in any real way

SPEAKING OF RIC GRAYSON, gothamites making confused memes out of ric grayson is much needed

'dick grayson is my taxi driver? can anyone explain what the fuck happened he looks like an italian plumber?'

i hate to say it but batfam are def "marvel characters" in that sense they are characters who are human but become superheroes unlike most dc characters who are gods trying to be human maybe this is why I like batfam

fair enough

#this is only like half of it #but at least you can get like a few answers #yanno fuck it #bataranswers #ask #asks #anon

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bad-jujus · 2 years

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Hey do you want to talk about your FFTA OCs?? I want to hear about them...

OKAY i've had this ask sitting for a week and im so sorry abt that! I admittedly do not have... much for my FFTA OCs buT what i do have I really really dig so I hope that this interests u too, anon! gonna put this under a cut just cause it might get a little long!

this is all based on characters I had during my last FFTA run and I kind of want to develop them as FFTA2 OCs as well cause I like the class selection in the second game much better. But for now here's my current somewhat developed members of Clan Nutsy!

all of their names are subject to change of course, and I do have other clan members in mind but I just haven't really drawn them at all yet FHLSD.

Mac is a White Mage, but spent a lot of his time in Clan life as a Black Mage. His last Clan before Nutsy was a rogue-ish group that hunted down bounties and targeted other Clans in Jagds, so a real nasty crew.

I have a headcanon that Black Magic affects Humes differently than Nu Mou or Moogles, who are also proficient with it. Which is why Black Mage Humes look so like... weird in comparison? Because Mac spent a lot of time involved with Black Magic and he was committing evil acts, his hands became permanently "scarred" and look all weird. they dont hurt or anything, but people would probably be super uncomfortable with seeing them.

Because of this he covers his arms in bandages, and he left his old clan on bad terms. he's kind of on the run from them because they really dont like when people leave!

At this time I like to think of him as the de-facto leader of the clan! personality-wise he's wise but hot-headed, and intelligent but absolutely stupid in some cases. His experience with various magics, though, make him a strong force to be reckoned with. He's absolutely the definition of the "I'm a healer, but-" meme

Roker is like the clan's second in command, and i ABSOLUTELY ship him and Mac. Roker is kind and strong, and wants to support his clanmates with his own two hands. He has simple motives but he has pure feelings. genuinely the best person.

My idea for him is that he used to be a part of the Castle Guard as a Templar, but abandoned that once a corrupt king came into power. He spent time as a sword-for-hire before joining Clan Nutsy as a Gladiator. both he and Mac get along in a lot of ways because they have somewhat similar backgrounds, but they butt heads since they have different approaches with most problems. They balance each other out and I love them.

Roker's dream is to someday retire and live in the country or something. he's a lovely guy and MAN i just love Bangaa in general. I have more in mind besides him but nothing really fleshed out.

Finn my BOY is a Mog Knight with a lot of Gunner abilities, so I like to think of him as having a Gunblade (even tho like obvs thats not in the game). He drinks, fucks, and overall is kind of just a fun guy to be around. But he's definitely a hard hitter on the team. I don't have much else for him but i love him.

Odonel is my Moogle Juggler! He has some Tinkerer skills as well, and he's kind of just a chaotic little fella. I adore his design a lot and I wanna draw him more and flesh him out but he's probably got the least out of this whole group in terms of concepting and stuff put into him.

and lastly my two Nu Mou! Kief is the one on the left here (art colored by my lovely partner btw!) and Elaine is the one on the right! Kief is relaxed and peaceful, a real chill guy. He specializes as an Illusionist with some interest in Beastmastery, even though he SUCKS with monsters. Elaine is transfem, and i like to think she was closeted when she joined the clan and then came out to her found family and everyone was like "fuck yeah" because that makes me happy. She is an Alchemist/Sage and she is also pretty darn powerful. I think i like the idea of her getting close to Kief, admiring his open nature and then kind of opening up to him about her gender experience and stuff. idk idk idk all very early concept stuff but it makes my heart worm.

but YEAHH thats all i rlly got so far!! if anyone has ideas im always open to them but also KJFLHDSF dont be sad if i dont go with ur ideas or smth im just here to have fun

ty for listening to me ramble if u got this far i love u

#ffta #final fantasy #final fantasy tactics #final fantasy tactics advance #nu mou #moogle #bangaa #ask tag #thank you so fucking much for this ask btw im living

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wrongarmofthelaw · 5 years

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Look into my eyes for Matt...? 🤔 I'm just curious is all, I don't really know 😅

Send “Look into my eyes” & My Muse will BOLD What They See!

Revised/Cleaned/Added to the meme from here. Credits are to the original creator, not me.

I see:

You’re:

You:

Source:

rpmindthinker

#Off Duty (OOC)#Matt #Dark Vitas #Speculation (Headcanons and World Building)#Profiles (about the muses)#Officer Responding (answered asks)

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secretlyfantrolls · 6 years

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Would you mind elaborating on the callouts and meme one? not trying to start an argument or anything, everyone is tired of callouts now but I'm actually genuinely curious about why you don't like the memes

Genuinely uncertain whether this is bait but... Sure! I’ll put it under a read more so those who don’t care can skip it.

Callouts first. As a disclaimer, I have been called out before for saying some pretty bad, ignorant shit, so my views may be tainted a little, but a lot of folks I know for a fact feel the same way. But hey, those times give a couple of decent examples for me to use, so I’m gonna roll with it.

The key points boil down to three things - culture, upbringing, and growth. People need to realise that this is only an “American website” in so far as it’s hosted in America by an American company. There are folks all around the world on here, and language is different. To use one of my callouts as an example, I used a term to refer to a group of people that I genuinely did not know was considered problematic in America - I assumed it was fine because the news used it. Sometimes, people say things worded poorly, or the word has a different meaning for them in their region.

The second is upbringing. My second callout was me saying something super fucking ignorant that I now know was bad. If it’s bad, why did I think it was okay in the first place? The answer is my upbringing. It turns out my dad is pretty casually racist in that sort of… I guess the kind of way where he’d never hurt anyone but stereotyping and slurs are fine kind of way, so I learnt a lot of habits/opinions through that. I would be willing to bet that’s the case for many people. Some people don’t know any better because that’s how they were raised.

This segues perfectly into the third point, growth. After that callout, it took two weeks before someone actually… explained to me what I’d said, asked me why I’d said it, and sat down and talked with me about it. And that is literally all it took for me to realise I’d said something bad and learn about it. All the callouts did was prompt me to feel shit - someone sitting down and explaining shit to me helped me grow and learn. And honestly, that’s why I don’t like callouts. To me, a callout is a declaration that a person is a lost cause. Some people are just inherently racist or sexist or whatever and in those cases, sure, call them out. But 95% of the time literally you just need to sit down with them for 10 minutes and have a talk.

Hanlon’s Razor says “Never attribute to malice that which is adequately explained by stupidity/ignorance” and that’s pretty much the case in most of the ones I see. People on here have such a preoccupation with holding the moral high ground that they actively try and kick down others. You’re not doing anything useful if you don’t at least TRY and help people grow as a person when they do something problematic, you’re just being a bit of a prick. “It’s not my job to educate you” - well… actually, yeah, it is.

Now the memes.

Look, I’m not going to pretend everyone’s happy and all that, millenials are depressed as fuck. Most of us probably do contemplate suicide at some point. I’m not going to go into my history on that topic because that’s between me and my therapist, but suffice it to say, I have one.

Suicidal ideation should not be normalised. Ever. Like I said, we’re all depressed, sure. But it shouldn’t ever be accepted that that’s the default state we should all be in. I feel like that’s what the memes are doing, it’s reinforcing in people’s minds “this is just how it is and how it’s meant to be” which - I did psychology at college and jesus CHRIST I can’t tell you how fucking harmful that is to a vulnerable person’s psyche.

We’re literally at the point now where we’re telling people it’s normal to want to kill yourself. Like sure, if you’re in your early 20s it might be all “hahaha funny meme” but younger people - and we KNOW they’re seeing this stuff - will absolutely be influenced by that message and probably think feeling like that is normal and not get help.

Maybe I’m taking it all too seriously, but I do genuinely feel sometimes like this stuff minimises both people who’ve made suicide attempts before (”oh well, we all feel like that anyway”) and is going to make people do that stupid thing where they try to start feeling suicidal if they don’t in order to fit in, just like this site and the self-diagnosing craze that happened not that long ago.

#i'm not convinced this isn't bait but i'll take it anyway #mun answers #ooc #Anonymous

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queen-shade · 7 years

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I'm So Glad You Asked Me To Hang Out (Jared Kleinman x Reader)

Warnings: Angst, mention of Connor Murphy’s suicide, cursing

A/N: I decided to write some angst to switch things up and oh man is it a long one. I’m sorry if it’s not that good, I’m not used to writing angst and it took me a good couple days to get it the way I wanted it. Thank you guys so much for the love on the other fics, it makes me want to continue writing! Requests are open so ask away!

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You were at Jared’s house working on an assignment for your math class. You were sitting in a chair on the deck in the backyard. Jared was sat across from you, typing away on his computer. You two weren’t really close friends or anything. You had just known each other from being in the same classes since kindergarten. He wasn’t someone that you would reveal your darkest secrets to, but you could always hold a conversation with him in social interactions.

You both were partners for your math project, hence why you were at his house. His house was surprisingly really nice and neat. It had been far too quiet for far too long. One of you needed to say something, but it looks like Jared wasn’t going to initiate conversation any time soon.

“So, pretty sad about what happened to Connor.”

“Eh, I guess.”

“You never liked him, did you?”

“Not really. The dude’s a psychopath.”

“I kinda feel bad for never really talking to him. If only somebody knew about how much he was hurting…”

“I give it a few days before everyone completely forgets about him.”

“That’s a little harsh, don’t you think?”

“Doesn’t make it any less true.”

You could agree on that. You never really understood why Jared didn’t have that many friends. Maybe because he spoke honestly about his opinion on certain subjects and it turns people off? Who knows? You respected how honest he was with himself and others.

With how the school year has been so far with Connor Murphy’s suicide, you decided that you should start being nicer to others and try to make more friends. It was your senior year and you didn’t have that many friends. You only had, as Alana Beck would call them, close acquaintances. Acquaintances that you can sit with at lunch, but can never really relate to. You also weren’t the most talkative person either. You never really knew how to join in on conversations without coming across as annoying. Maybe that’s why you have so much respect for Jared. He just doesn’t give a shit about what others think of him.

“Hey, (Y/N), you okay?”

“Hm? Oh! Yeah, I’m fine. Was I staring?”

“You were totally zoned out there for a minute.”

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to weird you out.”

“You’re probably the farthest from weird as you can get.”

You smiled at his words and noticed he turned his gaze back to his computer screen.

“So, since when are you and Evan friends?”

“We’re family friends, not actual friends.”

“Well, I see you talking to him a lot at school, so I just assumed.”

“I think he might have a crush on me something cause he keeps talking to me.”

You playfully rolled your eyes. That was another thing about Jared. Jokes and sarcasm are his everyday language. You had to admit, even though it can be annoying sometimes, he was pretty funny.

“He was best friends with Connor, right?”

“Yeah, he’s taking it really well, to be honest.”

“Who would’ve thought that Connor Murphy and Evan Hansen were friends?”

“It’s definitely an unlikely situation…”

That was weird. His voice wavered a bit with that last sentence. Maybe you were just making it up in your head. Nevertheless, you were slowly building up the courage to ask him to hang out. I mean, there’s no harm in asking someone that, right?

“Um, are you doing anything Friday night?”

Jared looked at you and raised an eyebrow.

“Uh, no. Why?”

He seemed a bit worried for whatever reason. Then you understood when he said,

“Oh god. You’re not about to ask me out, are you?”

“What!? No! Nothing like that! I just wanted to hang out. A-As like buddies, you know? It just really hit me hard that you and I have known Connor for a long time, but never really said a word to him, at least, I didn’t and now he’s gone. I don’t really have any close friends, so I thought I’d start with you.”

He blinked and stared at you with wide eyes. You wanted the floor to swallow you up for saying what you said. You should’ve just kept your mouth shut. Dammit, this is what you get for having one small wave of confidence. This is the exact situation you were scared of. You got out of your chair and started to walk away.

“You know what, nevermind. It was stupid of me to ask-”

He stood up and faced you before you could exit through the wooden gate.

“Uh, we can hang out. I-If you want. I don’t really have any other plans anyways.”

Your hand stopped on the latch and you slowly turned around and faced him. You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear and looked to the ground.

“Oh… okay. Cool. I’ll come over around 7. Sound good?”

“Yeah. 7 is perfect. Here’s my number if you ever wanna text and like send me memes or something.”

You giggled at how the over-confident Jared Kleinman can be just as awkward as you were. You gave him your phone so he could put in his number. You smiled at the photo he had already given himself for his contact. He had taken an intentionally bad photo of himself trying to make the ugliest face possible. You giggled at it as you walked out the gate and got into your car. __________________________________________________

It was Friday afternoon and you were shoving books into your locker when you felt a presence behind you. You closed the locker and was startled by Jared. He chuckled.

“So, did you manage to get that assignment done for biology?”

“No, not yet. This math project is kicking my ass at the moment.”

“I feel you. Why does Mrs. Johnson give us the most confusing and lengthy projects? I feel like just not doing it at all.”

“But you’re my partner and you’re going to work on it since my grade is involved.”

He laughed. Just then Evan Hansen rounded the corner and Jared stops. You turn back to him as Evan approached closer.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, I just don’t want him to see me is all. Remember, he has that weird crush on me?”

You rolled your eyes and walked up to Evan as Jared reluctantly follows. Evan awkwardly looked around when you approached him.

“Hey, Evan. I’m really sorry about Connor. I can’t imagine how you must be feeling.”

“Thanks, that’s, um, so kind of you. H-He really meant alot to… me.”

“I’m sure he did. If you ever want to talk or just hang out, you can always come to me. In fact, Jared and I are hanging out today, do you want to come with?”

He gave you and Jared a confused look.

“Uh, Jared, I thought you were hanging out with your camp friends this weekend?”

“I am. Just not today, o-obviously.”

Jared crossed his arms over his chest and tried to act like his usual confident-self, but it was kind of failing.

“Oh, I-I see. I would hang out, but I don’t want to intrude. I’ll see you later, (Y/N).”

Evan awkwardly smiled at you. He locked eyes with Jared and hurriedly walked away. You watched him disappear into the hallway filled with kids. Okay that was really weird.

You walked alongside Jared and followed him to his car. You didn’t know if you should mention what Evan said to Jared. You didn’t want to pry, but you were curious.

“Camp friends?”

“Uh yeah. From earlier this summer.”

“If you were supposed to hang out with them, we don’t have t-”

“Can I tell you something?”

You nodded your head. Why was he being so weird? You’ve been talking and texting with him since monday night after leaving his house. He was being really suspicious.

“I lied about the camp friends thing.”

“Why? Are you embarrassed to hang out with me?”

“No! That’s not it. I just…”

“You just what? Why didn’t you want Evan to know?”

“Nevermind. Can we drop this? I’d rather just hang out with you and play some video games.”

“Fine. We can do that.”

What the hell was he going on about? There was definitely something going on that he needed to talk to somebody about, but is too scared to. You decided against pressing further on this issue. It really wasn’t any of your business anyways.

You arrived at his house and followed him to his basement where he had all of his consoles set up near the big flat screen tv. You were impressed with his huge selection of games on many different consoles. It’s totally like nerd heaven.

“Wow. This is really-”

“Lame, right?”

“I was actually going to say cool. You have a lot of games. I don’t really have that many games and such. I never was into them. I’m more of a bookworm.”

“Well, I guess we’ll have to take your video game virginity then.”

You laughed. You sat down on the couch and he sat next to you. The night was filled with many laughs and many deaths considering you were terrible at all of the games you played. You still had fun, though. Even with Jared’s ruthless teasing.

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For weeks, you and Jared were getting closer and closer. You started coming out of your shell more and more with each day. You even became good friends with Alana and Evan. You even got the chance to talk to Connor’s sister, Zoe, on occasion.

Although, Jared was becoming weary that you were going to somehow figure out that Evan and Connor weren’t friends and that he is apart of the emails. lying to pretty much anyone who knows about the Connor Project. Jared remembered the look on your face when you found out about the Connor Project. You were so happy that he was involved in something so wonderful. He couldn’t help but feel guilty every time you asked him about the project. You were quickly becoming someone he genuinely enjoyed being around and he didn’t want to mess it up.

You broke him out of his thoughts when you placed your phone in front of him. He laughed at the meme on your phone and quickly sent it to him from your phone.

“I gotta say, your meme game has gotten stronger.”

“Yeah, all thanks to you. Here, look at this one! I found it last night, but wanted to show you in person!”

Okay, you can be adorable from time to time, but he would never let you know that. He never thought that he would ever become this close to you, but he’s really glad it happened. Just then, a girl came over. She had bright red hair with freckles all around her eyes. Her name was Kaitlyn and you had known her since middle school. She was definitely one of the more popular kids at your school. Way more popular than you or Jared. She was always nice to you and you respected her for it. She took the seat next to Jared.

“Hey, Jared, (Y/N).”

Jared greeted her and you did the same. You watched as Jared began talking to her about your guys’ math project and how he’s going to somehow incorporate conspiracy theories about the government in the presentation. You rolled your eyes. Kaitlyn laughed at his jokes. You eyed the two and watched them interact. She had her head on her hand and had a very lovey dovey look in her eyes when he spoke to her.

You didn’t know why, but you felt a pang of jealousy flow through you. Wait, why were you jealous? It’s not like you and Jared are dating. You guys are just friends and Kaitlyn is nice. You shook yourself from the thoughts and tried to ignore them. That wasn’t an easy thing to do.

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You were at Jared’s house again. He was playing some violent game while you were reading from your new novel. You really enjoyed times like these where you both weren’t really saying anything, but were just comfortable being in the presence of each other. Jared hadn’t said anything for quite sometime and you gazed up at him from your book. You decided to make conversation.

“So, how long have you and Kaitlyn been friends?”

“That’s a bit out of the blue.”

“I’m just curious is all.”

“We’re not best friends or anything like that. She’s just nice and she talks to me. She also laughs at my jokes, so I keep her around to boost my confidence, you know.”

“Whatever you say, Kleinman.”

“What, are you jealous or something?”

“Why would I be jealous of her? If anything, I’m jealous of you. I wish pretty girls would laugh at my jokes.”

Jared chuckled at that and resumed his game. After a while, it started to get tense again. He had a sort of sad look on his face. What was he thinking about that made him so sad?

“Hey, you okay?”

“Yeah, sure.”

“That definitely isn’t an ‘okay’ tone of voice.”

You hit the start button on his controller and took it from him.

“Come on, I was almost done with the level.”

“What’s wrong?”

“You hit pause and took the controller away.”

You rolled your eyes, yet again. There was the sarcasm.

“You know what I mean.”

He sighed and leaned against the back of the couch and stared up at the ceiling. He ran a hand through his hair. He stared up at you and saw the worry in your face. He sat up.

“It’s nothing important, I promise.”

“Jared, I am here for you. Please tell me what’s going on, so I can help you.”

You had rested your hand on his knee. Jared wasn’t used to this kind of affection before. He was just staring at your hand. Someone actually cared about him enough to try and help him with whatever was bothering him. This, of course, only made him feel even more guilty than before. His natural instinct to affection he doesn’t usually get from others is to hide and play it off. He sighed again.

“I can’t tell you.”

He removed your hand and turned his attention back to his game, resuming it.

“Why not?”

“I just can’t, okay? If I could tell you knowing that you’d still want to be friends with me, I would.”

“What the hell does that even mean? Why wouldn’t I be friends with you?”

“Just forget it, please.”

Jared did this often. Something would bother him, you would try to get him to open up, then he tells you not to worry about it just when you think he’s going to tell you. You were beginning to get frustrated. Once again, maybe it wasn’t any of your business, but you guys were friends. He’s supposed to be able to tell you his problems, then you both work it out, right? You have opened up to him many times and he always listened. So, why couldn’t he do the same?

You went home that night thinking about ways you could get him to open up. You tried texting him about it because sometimes things are easier to say via text instead of face to face, right? He wouldn’t budge. This would require some serious researching. You entered many google searches to try and get ideas and options. You had found some articles that you thought would help. Guess what? They didn’t. Every idea they listed had no success with Jared. Whatever was bothering him, he really didn’t want you to know.

You were pacing your room when you got a text from Alana. Alana? That’s it! Alana was co-president of the Connor Murphy Project. Maybe she knows what’s up with Jared. After about half an hour of texting, you came to the conclusion that Jared was feeling left out. Evan didn’t really need his help with anything and he felt like Evan was just outcasting him. With this new information, you decided you weren’t going to talk about it, but you were going to act on it instead. You were going to get them to hang out, just the two of them.

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Two days later, you were at your locker again. Out of the corner of your eye, you spotted Evan and Jared talking. Perfect. You were just about to walk over there when you heard Evan say,

“You remember the Connor Project? You’re supposed to be working on this.”

“Uh, remember you told me you didn’t need my help?”

“Well, I didn’t tell you to do nothing. Look, I know that you think it’s all a big joke, but it isn’t, it’s important.”

“For Connor.”

You slowly started to close your locker door to get a better look at the situation.

“Yeah.”

“You know, when you really stop and think about it-Connor being dead, that’s pretty much the best thing that’s ever happened to you, isn’t it?”

“That’s a horrible thing to say.”

“No, think about it. If Connor hadn’t died, no one would even know who you are. I mean, people at school actually talk to you now. You’re almost popular which is just wonder of wonder, miracle of miracles.”

“I don’t care about any of that. Okay, I don’t care if people at school know who I am. All I wanted was to-”

“Help the Murphy’s. Yeah I know, you keep saying that.”

You couldn’t believe a word that was coming out of Jared’s mouth. Was this true? You almost forgot you were supposed to be incognito when Zoe walked up. You put the locker door in front of your face again, but still remained within earshot.

“Hey, Jared.”

Zoe kissed Evan. Jared shook his head as he was beginning to walk away.

“Look at you, helping the Murphy’s.”

Your brow furrowed and watched Jared walk down the hall. You closed your locker as he turned the corner and was out of your sight. What the hell just happened? Now, you wanted some answers. You quickly caught up with him before he headed out the doors.

“Hey!”

“Hey.”

“So, anything new with the Connor Project?”

“Ah, no not really. I don’t really want to be apart of that anymore.”

“Oh.. Why?”

You both stopped in front of his car door.

“(Y/N), I know you heard everything.”

“You do?”

“You’ve had the same locker since freshman year.”

“Well, can you blame me for eavesdropping? I had to find out that you were having problems with Evan through Alana because you won’t talk to me.”

“What is with you and wanting to help me?”

“That’s what friends do, Jared. They help each other.”

“Well, I guess you didn’t stop for one second and think ‘Hmm, Jared isn’t telling me his problems, maybe I shouldn’t bother him about it anymore because he obviously doesn’t want my help’. And it’s also none of your business.”

Ouch. That hurt. Alot. He did have a point, though. None of it was your business, but why is he so against some affection from you? You just wanted to be close to him and make him feel better about whatever was bothering him.

“Look, Jared, I know you’re upset because Evan is kind of leaving you out to dry, but-”

“I’m not upset about that okay!? God, I couldn’t care less about him. I am just so sick of you trying to fix everything. I don’t need or want your help. I won’t ever need your help and I won’t ever want it. Is that clear enough for you? Just leave me alone and don’t talk to me, okay?”

He angrily got in his car and sped off. Okay, so maybe talking to him after that whole situation wasn’t the best idea. When you got home, you cried. Why did you have to pressure him so much? Why couldn’t you have just been chill and not pry so much? You finally understood why you never had close friends. Nobody wants to friends with someone who smothers them. You stared at your phone, knowing you can never text him again, not after what happened today. __________________________________________________

Nevertheless, he got his message through to you. He didn’t want anything to do with you and you respected his wish. You really hoped that maybe within a couple of days, he would apologize and take it all back, but he hasn’t. You see him in the halls and you watch him do everything in his power to just pretend like you don’t exist.

You’ve never felt so alone before.

All the people that you used to sit at lunch with now seemed like faceless blobs that you didn’t care about anymore. Whenever you got the chance, you would look over at Jared, hoping he’d look back and smile, but he never did.

The next day, you walked out of class only to see Jared talking to Kaitlyn. She was smiling and laughing with him. They were so close to each other and looked like they were a couple. Even though he told you he has no interest in her, you couldn’t deny that they look good together. He had his hand pressing against the wall by her head while she leaned against the wall. She began talking about something when you saw him gaze up and make eye contact with you. He looked down to the floor and you sadly walked away with your books pressed to your chest, trying to leave the building as fast as you possibly could. You’ve never felt so hurt before.

There was an empty void within you that you couldn’t seem to fill no matter what you did. You even bought some of the games that you and Jared used to play to see if that would be enough to suffice. It wasn’t. Nothing could replace him. Your heart began to swell. You just wish you could go back to being his friend and not pressured him so hard. __________________________________________________

You were walked out of the girl’s bathroom and turned the corner to see Alana pass by you with anger in her eyes. You looked back at her as she kept walking. You turned your head to see Jared and Evan talking again.

“This isn’t funny, Jared!”

“Oh, I think it’s hilarious. I think everyone would probably think it’s hilarious.”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“It means you should remember who your friends are.”

“You tell me the only reason you even talk to me is because of your car insurance.”

“So!?”

“So, maybe the only reason you talk to me Jared is because you don’t have any other friends.”

“I could tell everyone everything!”

“Well then go ahead! Do that! Then you can tell everyone you wrote emails pretending to be a kid who killed himself!”

“Fuck you, Evan! Asshole!”

You quickly hid in the bathroom when he began to turn in your direction. He stomped away, almost like a child would. You felt bad. You wanted to console him, but you remained still. Wait. Pretending to be a kid who killed himself? No, it wasn’t any of your business. You splashed some water on your face and took deep breaths before walking out.

You flopped down on your bed and opened your computer. You saw a new post from the Connor Project. It was Connor Murphy’s suicide note.

Dear Evan Hansen,

Turns out this wasn’t an amazing day after all. This isn’t going to be an amazing week or year, because why would it be?

I know, because there’s Zoe, who I don’t even know, and doesn’t know me. Maybe if I could just talk to her. Maybe nothing would be different at all. I wish everything was different.

I wish I was apart of something. I wish that anything I said mattered to anyone. I mean face it, would anyone notice if I just disappeared tomorrow?

Sincerely, Your most best and dearest friend, Me

You looked at the letter in shock. You scrolled down and saw the comments of hatred towards the Murphy’s. Most of them were calling his parents neglectful and heartless. Yes, there were some about Zoe, too. You quickly texted Alana. She, too, had seen the comments. You asked if she heard anything from Jared. She had explained that she hadn’t heard anything from him for awhile.

Alana poured her heart to you about how Evan hurt her. You listened to her sobs and cries for an hour and a half. She eventually stopped crying and you got her to calm down a bit. You reminded her of her favorite character from her favorite book. She giggled when you talked about how her character tried to impress the entire school by creating a huge school site where everyone in the school could connect and talk, which eventually got hacked by some of the bullies.

You always liked making her feel better about herself. She hung up and you stared at your ceiling. All you could think about was Jared and if he was okay. Why do you care? He kicked you to the curb just like that, you shouldn’t even be thinking about him. But still, you couldn’t help but think that maybe he was hurting. I mean, Evan did say that Jared probably doesn’t have any other friends.

Your thumb hovered over the message button by his name. You decided against texting him and went into your bathroom to start a shower. __________________________________________________

You sat down at your desk and pulled out a pencil. It was now November and the school year was blowing right by. It’s been at least two months since the last time you hung out with Jared. You looked at Instagram on your phone and smiled at a meme. You looked over to the empty desk where Jared sits and thought about how he would like it. You shut your phone off as soon as the bell rang and waited for your teacher, Mrs. Johnson, to start the class. You began to get anxious because today was presentation day in your math class and Jared wasn’t here.

Just then, Jared showed up and sat down at his desk. He looked like he hadn’t slept. His eyes had huge bags underneath them and they looked a little puffy too. Somebody pointed this out to him and he responded with,

“Just allergies.”

That wasn’t a normal Jared Kleinman response. Something was off about him today.

‘Stop thinking about him. Forget about him.’

You reminded yourself that you didn’t care about him anymore, even though you knew it was a lie. It didn’t hurt to pretend right?

Mrs. Johnson called your name to get up and present. Jared slowly got up and followed you. Maybe he’ll talk about his conspiracy theories.

He didn’t. In fact, he was actually presenting it like anybody else would. This was really shocking to you. The class ended and you followed him to his locker. You tapped his shoulder, but he didn’t look at you.

“You did a good job… uh, presenting today.”

He nodded and put his books away.

“So, h-how have you been? It’s been a while.”

“Fine.”

He walked away from you and disappeared into the sea of other kids. Something was definitely not right. You sighed as you walked to your next class.

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The rest of the week was just as bad. Jared looked like he hasn’t eaten or gotten a good night’s sleep and it was starting to get to you. He was practically falling asleep in almost every class. Normally, he’d be pestering the teacher or the other students around him. He even stopped talking to Kaitlyn. But he’s made his choices and you decided that you were going to stop trying. Why were you trying so hard for someone who wants nothing to do with you? The crying and sadness had stopped and you felt like you were slowly picking yourself back up piece by piece.

You felt a hand grab your arm. You turned to find Kaitlyn.

“Hey, (Y/N), what’s going on with Jared?”

“I don’t know, I’m not friends with him.”

“You aren’t? Maybe that’s why he’s been so… not himself lately. You should talk to him.“

“That’s not going to happen. He made it very clear he wants nothing to do with me.”

You opened your locker and turned your gaze away from her. She leaned against the lockers next to you and had a frown on her face.

“He liked you alot, you know. I’m sure whatever you guys were fighting about, he feels really bad about it. I mean, in case if you haven’t noticed, he’s not doing too hot.”

“Well, that’s too bad for him. He told me he doesn’t want or need my help. I’m not wasting any more time on him.”

“But you want to. I can tell. I see the way you look at him in class. And just so know, when you look away from him with that sad face, he looks back at you with guilt in his eyes. I mean, does Jared seem like the type of guy to admit that he’s feeling down?"

You stopped fiddling with the things in your locker and sucked in a breath.

“Just go check up on him. Who knows, he might even open up to you.”

“Yeah, I tried that. Doesn’t exactly work out for me. That’s kinda how he friend-dumped me in the first place.”

“(Y/N), I really think he’s hurting right now and could use a friend.”

With that, she walked away. You were once again all alone.

You saw a boy from the football team trip Evan. You scurried over to him to help him up as some people around you were laughing, including the boys. You called after them,

“Hey assholes, watch where you’re going!”

They practically ran down the hallway like children. You shook your head as you helped Evan up.

“Thank you.”

“No problem. Don’t worry about those guys.”

He was staring at everything, but you.

“What’s wrong?”

“N-nothing, I just thought you wouldn’t want to talk to me.”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

“Didn’t Jared tell you?”

“Jared and I haven’t been friends for at least two months now.”

“Why?”

“He started to get upset about you casting him out and I tried helping him. He just ended up telling me to fuck off. He seems like he’s in pretty bad shape these days and I want to help him, but…”

“Oh my god, this is all my fault.”

“How? What did you do Evan?”

He looked down to the floor and didn’t respond.

“Evan…”

“Just meet me after school and I’ll explain everything.”

You did just that. You waited out in front of the school for Evan to meet you. He was sitting on the bench next to a tree. You sat down next to him. He waited until the only that could hear him was you. Everything he had done, everything he and Jared had done just poured out of him like a waterfall. You couldn’t believe anything he was telling you. You were mad.

“Please, (Y/N), if you’re going to be mad at someone… Be mad at me. None of this was Jared’s fault. He just wanted to help me and then it got way too out of control."

You got up and paced in front of the bench.

“I can’t believe you guys did that! How could you do that!?”

“I know, it’s despicable and there’s not a day that goes by that I don’t hate myself for it. But please don’t blame Jared. It’s my fault.”

You had just realized that this is what Jared was talking about. The whole “I can’t tell you” thing. This is why he couldn’t tell you what was wrong. You had to talk to him.

“Oh my god. Evan, I have to go. But, we aren’t done talking about this.”

You sprinted to your car and started the engine. You drove to Jared’s house and parked in front. You got out and built up the courage to knock on his front door. You knocked and stood there waiting for him to open the door. Only it wasn’t him who answered. It was his mother.

“Hi, (Y/N)! So good to see you again.” “Hi, Mrs. Kleinman. Is Jared home?”

“Yes, but… he might be a little down.”

“That’s actually why I’m here.”

“He’s downstairs.”

“Thank you.”

You walked down the stairs to his basement. You didn’t hear anything. No music. No game sounds. Nothing except sniffling every now and then.

“Jared?”

Jared’s eyes widened and he quickly sat up, wiping his eyes and clearing his throat. His back was all you could see as he spoke to you.

“Uh, what are you doing here?”

“I’m here to check up on you. You haven’t been yourself lately.”

“I’m fine.”

“Cut the bullshit, Jared. Everyone knows you’re not.”

You walked over to him and sat on the table in front of him.

“Why do you care?”

“Evan told me everything. About Connor. About the emails. Everything.”

He finally made eye contact with you. He definitely had been crying for some time now. You couldn’t help, but feel sad when you looked at him. You grabbed his hand and rubbed it gently.

“I don’t care if you never want to talk to me again, but I want you to know that I am here and I am someone who will listen to your problems, no matter how big or small because you mean something to me. I know that Evan and I were your only friends at one point and that you weren’t used to someone showing affection towards you. And though you might still not open up to me and might not even want to be my friend after this, I know that you have no one right now and that’s why I came here.”

Jared looked at your hands and then looked into your eyes. He pulled you into a hug and started sobbing into your shoulder. You cradled his head and just held him there. You tried really hard to not cry as well. You had never seen him so sad before. Never in your entire life had you seen Jared Kleinman so vulnerable, yet here he was, right into your shoulder, crying his eyes out.

After some time, Jared pulled away and took off his glasses. He wiped his eyes and laid back against the couch. Neither of you said a word for some time. You just watched Jared, searching for any sign of well… friendship maybe? A confession? Who knows what was going to happen. He sniffled and put his glasses back on.

“So, you don’t hate me?”

“I’ve never hated you, not even after what you said to me.”

“I thought if I pushed you away before you found out, it would’ve been easier. It just made things a lot harder.”

“All I wanted was for you to open up.”

“It’s just not that simple for me.”

“How so?”

“I’m Jared Kleinman. The over-confident asshole who makes dumb jokes about everything. I bother other kids and pester teachers because it amuses me. I’m not exactly known for showing affection or sadness. I never thought I’d ever have someone in my life who… makes me feel important like you and Evan do… did.”

“You are important, Jared. You’re important to me and I know you’re important to Evan. And just because you might be the jokester of our class, it doesn’t mean you aren’t allowed to have emotions.”

“Why do I feel like such a pussy?”

“You’re not a pussy. You’re human.”

“How do I fix all of this? Between you and me, and Evan?”

“I’m not saying it will work, but I think if you and Evan talked it out, you could rekindle it.”

“He made it very clear that he didn’t want to be friends with me.”

“Sound like anybody you know?”

He gazed up at you and understood exactly what you were referencing. He scoffed.

“God, I really am just a big fuck up, aren’t I?”

“Stop it. You’re not a fuck up. You’re the insanely cool Jared Kleinman, remember?”

He chuckled a little bit and you smiled.

“I really am sorry (Y/N) for the way I treated you. I don’t ever want you to leave.”

“I’m not going anywhere.” He grinned as he pulled you in for another hug. You smiled into his shoulder and laughed. You both pulled away.

“So, what do I do now?”

“I think you should apologize to the Murphy’s.”

“Are you out of your mind!? I’m sure they’d rather kill me than hear an apology!”

“Jared, listen to me. I’m sure they’d appreciate it more than you know.”

“Oh god. If I end up dead, it’s your fault.”

“I will gladly take the blame. Now, come on.” __________________________________________________

You arrived at the Murphy’s and knocked on their door. Jared was tapping his foot from all the anxiety. You grabbed his arm.

“It’s gonna be okay, I promise.”

He smiled at you then turned back to the door when Zoe opened it.

“Oh, hey guys. What are you doing here?”

You looked at Jared and he sighed.

“I have something I need to say to you and your parents.”

“I don’t think they’re in the mood right now.”

“Please!? It’s really important.”

“Fine.”

You and Jared followed Zoe into the foyer and saw her parents sitting on the couch. Zoe introduced you both. Cynthia recognized Jared.

“You helped Evan with the Connor Project.”

“Yeah, I did. I just wanted to say that Evan wasn’t the only one who was responsible for… you know. I pretended to be Connor. I was the one who created the fake email account and made the emails. I know I’m probably the last person you want to hear this from, but I’m deeply and truly sorry. And I know I have no place to say this, but having known Evan for pretty much my entire life, I can tell you that he was only trying to help when you were grieving about Connor. He just wanted to bring you more happiness with the whole situation. He’s still just a kid trying to find his place in this unforgiving world. And I think it’s safe to assume that Connor probably felt the same way.”

The Murphy’s all looked to each other, but didn’t respond.

“Well, that’s what I came to say. See you at school, Zoe.”

You and Jared left the house and got back in his car. You turned to him.

“You didn’t have to say what you said. About Evan.”

“Yeah I did.”

He started the ignition and drove back to his house. It was getting rather late, but you didn’t want to leave. You wanted to spend more time with him, just to make sure if he was okay. And maybe start playing some video games.

And that’s exactly what happened. You started playing like old buddies again. Like nothing had changed. After about an hour, you finally decided that it was time to leave. Jared gave you one last hug before you got into your car. __________________________________________________

Today was the last day of school before winter break and you were beyond excited. Two whole weeks of doing absolutely nothing in hot chocolate and cuddle season. That was Jared’s winter alternative to Netflix and chill. You had just shut your locker when Evan walked up to you.

“Hey, (Y/N), I hope you have a good winter break.”

“You too. Hey, you’re not stuttering as much as you used to.”

“Really? I hadn’t noticed. Thank you.”

You smiled at him. Evan smiled back then his eyes got wide. You turned to your left and saw Jared standing behind you. He walked forward and stuck out his hand towards Evan.

“Hey… are we cool?”

“Uh y-yeah. We’re cool.”

“So no hard feelings between us?”

“No. None. Wow, I didn’t expect this.”

“Oh god, please, don’t start crying.”

“I’m not going to cry.”

“Good because if you cry then I’m gonna start.”

“Aaand he’s back to normal.”

“Glad to be back. Hope you guys didn’t miss me too much.”

You rolled your eyes and smiled. Alana approached the three of you.

“I hope you all have a good winter break.”

Evan stopped her before she could leave.

“Alana, I-I’m sorry for everything. Truly, I really am. I don’t expect you to forgive me, but I just needed you to know that I know what I did was wrong and unforgivable.”

Alana looked at you and let out a breath. She put her hand on Evan’s shoulder.

“I forgive you.”

“Really?”

“Yes. I’m not one to hold grudges.”

“T-thank you!”

She and Evan walked off as you and Jared walked to his car. You both had already decided that you were coming over for pretty much the entirety of the break.

You got to his house and went down to the basement like always. You sighed out of contentment,

“Well, everything is good and back to the way it was.”

“Yeah and it’s all thanks to you.”

“Oh, I’m pretty sure it would’ve worked out anyways.”

“No, I mean it, (Y/N). If it wasn’t for you, nothing would be back to the way it was. Because of you, everyone is friends again, well, except for Zoe. You changed everything for all of us. I would’ve never apologized to the Murphy’s if it hadn’t been for you. And I definitely wouldn’t have let go of my grudge against Evan. (Y/N), everything good that happened, happened because of you. You’re amazing.”

You blushed at his words and felt a tear roll down your cheek. Jared saw it and immediately started hugging you.

“Did I say something wrong? Oh god, are you okay?”

“I’m fine, Jared. I’m just really happy that you said that.”

He chuckled and pulled you in for a long hug. He looked at you in admiration and cupped your cheek. He gazed at your lips and licked his. You had your hands on his flannel and bunched it up. He pulled you in and kissed you. His lips were soft and felt so good against yours. You completely melted against him. He moved his hand from your cheek to the back of your neck to deepen the kiss.

You pulled away for air and stared at him with a big smile on your face. He rested his forehead against yours.

“I’m really glad you asked me to hang out three months ago, (Y/N).“

“Me too and I’m glad you’re my friend.”

“Really? After a kiss like that, I’m still only a friend? Come on, I thought I’d get at least a little something more than friend.”

You playfully hit his shoulder. And picked up a controller.

“Fine, you beat me in Smash and you will get to-”

“Smash?”

“Jared!!!”

Eventually, he did get to smash. And yes, he referred back to this moment after it happened too.

And yes, you smacked his shoulder.

#jared kleinman x reader #jared kleinman #deh #dear evan hansen #omg #someone help me

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[You’ll rate the blog of the one who’s asking.]7 34: What is a color that calms you?Green  35: Where would you like to travel and/or live?Germany  36: Where were you born?California  37: What is your eye color?Green 38: Introvert or extrovert?Introvert 39: Do you believe in horoscopes and zodiacs?No but I think they're harmless fun. I don't get why some people freak out like they're so bad to talk about hypothetically. I just think it's fun.  40: Hugs or kisses?Both. Both is good 41: Who is someone you would like to see/visit right now?My cat and my best friend(s). And that's gonna be happening soon as I'm on the plane right now.  42: Who is someone you love deeply?My cat :P 43: Any piercings you want?Not really. Maybe my lobes.  44: Do you like tattoos and piercings?Not excessively. But I love beautiful pieces of art and can really appreciate the art that goes into both.  45: Do you smoke or have you eiver done so?No 46: Talk about your crush, if you have one!Ugh he's a writer loves cats one of my best friends, a little eccentric, and he's genuinely understanding. We've both gone through some hard shit and we trust each other in that 47: What is a sound you really hate?Coughing. People talking obnoxiously loud in public places that are generally quiet. I can't think of anything more specific okay I'm on a plane right now.  48: A sound you really love?My cat. Also my aunts cat cause he can't meow right he sounds like a dying squeaky toy and I can't stop laughing 49: Can you do a backflip?No 50: Can you do the splits?Almost 51: Favorite actor and/or actress?Dunno. Like Winona Ryder and Angelina Jolie to name a couple random ones.  52: Favorite movie?Too manyyyy 53: How are you feeling right now?Tired and a little dizzy. I have a headache right now :( 54: What color would you like your hair to be right now?I'm happy with it being red. I'd like it to look slightly more orange though 55: When did you feel happiest?I'm not sure. Happy things seem tainted now.  56: Something that calms you down?Animals  57: Have any mental disorders? [Only ask this if you know the user doesn’t mind!]Bpd, possibly along with bipolar type 2 as suspected by my psychiatrist.  58: What does your URL mean?I feel like I was something that had potential to be beautiful and good but it's just broken and painful now.  59: What three words describe you the most?Crazy. Weird. Catlike.  60: Do you believe in evolution?Yes.  61: What makes you unfollow a blog?Being constantly douchey, or just annoying the shit out of me. I'm pretty nice though generally, I follow all sorts of people and I tend to like having variety in who I follow so I don't feel like I'm hearing the same shit over and over. It's a bit dull 62: What makes you follow a blog?Interesting content. Seems nice. Especially if they follow me first  63: Favorite kind of person:Idk someone nice and funny that I can talk to easily.  64: Favorite animal(s):I've said this so many times lol 65: Name three of your favorite blogs.Kellyann Saint Louis??? 66: Favorite emoticon:💜💜💜💜 or 😊😊 67: Favorite meme:I miss the bad audition songs one. But I do have a special place in my heart for screencaps+tumblr posts/onion articles  68: What is your MBTI personality type?Infj 69: What is your star sign?Sagittarius  70: Can your dog roll over on command, if you have a dog?Nope. She can sit and that's about it. She's not very bright.  71: What outfit out of all your clothes do you like to wear the most?Jeans and floral/sheer top 72: Post a selfie or two?Make separate post 73: Do you have platform shoes?Yeah 74: What is one random but interesting fact about yourself?I have webbed toes 75: Can you do a front flip?No 76: Do you like birds?To look at, but I probably wouldn't ever have one as a pet 77: Do you like to swim?Yes 78: Is swimming or ice skating more fun to you?Swimming cause I'm very new to ice skating I've done it twice and once was on crappy skates that really hurt my feet. The other time I was doing circles okay following the wall 79: Something you wish didn’t exist:The dark shit I've seen on here 80: Some thing you wish did exist:A special hell for people who do that shit 81: Piercings you have?My daiths 82: Something you really enjoy doing:Cooking sometimes 83: Favorite person to talk to:My best friend  84: What was your first impression of Tumblr?Well I remember in middle school when it was brand new everyone was getting one and I tried it and I was just like How the Fuck do I do anything then the next time I had heard Things and knew somewhat what to expect  85: How many followers do you have?280 ish 86: Can you run a mile within ten minutes? Lol no 87: Do your socks always match?I'm wearing one sock with cats and one black sock. Does that answer that well enough for you? Lol 88: Can you touch your toes and keep your legs straight completely?I think so I don't remember  89: What are your birthstones?Topaz 90: If you were an animal, which one would you be?My friend used to say I'm part cat. Maybe fox cause they're basically half cat half dog.  91: If a flower could aesthetically represent you, what kind would it be?Orchid 92: A store you hate?Torrid cause I spend way too much shopping there I can't walk in without buying something  93: How many cups of coffee can you drink in one day?0 94: Would you rather be able to fly or read minds?Fly 95: Do you like to wear camo?No 96: Winter or summer?Winter 97: How long can you hold your breath for?? 98: Least favorite person?This nightmarish girl who was homeschooled and was like a fundie Christian Mormon afraid of doctors and lesbians and gum and Twinkies (im literally not exaggerating) and was just loud and obnoxious and annoying in high school.  99: Someone you look up to:Not sure.  100: A store you love?Torrid 101: Favorite type of shoesOxfords 102: Where do you live?Utah 103: Are you a vegetarian or vegan? If so, why?No 104: What is your favorite mineral or gem?Amethyst. Also there's this green stone I have somewhere in my house I got from a roadside shop in Zion it's so pretty it's like quartz looking. I can't remember what it was. But it's pretty  105: Do you drink milk?Not really 106: Do you like bugs?Not particularly  107: Do you like spiders?^^^^ 108: Something you get paranoid about?People hating me/being bothered by me 109: Can you draw:No 110: Nosiest question you have ever been asked?Got an anon once I deleted asking my favorite things to do when I'm having sex. That was probably it that wasn't called for.  111: A question you hate being asked?"Are you working or in school right now?" 112: Ever been bitten by a spider?Maybe. Woken up with lots of bug bites in my day, most all of them mosquitoes but some not 113: Do you like the sound of waves at the beach?Yeah 114: Do you prefer cloudy or sunny days?Cloudy 115: Someone you’d like to kiss or cuddle right now:Idk 116: Favorite cloud type:? I just like clouds 117: What color do you wish the sky was?Idk I'm fine with it being blue but I like purple sunsets 118: Do you have freckles?No :( 119: Favorite thing about a person:Eyes or the sort of things they find funny 120: Fruits or vegetables?Fruits 121: Something you want to do right now:See my damn cat 122: Is the ocean or sky prettier?Yes 123: Sweet or sour foods?Spicy 124: Bright or dim lights?Depends  125: Do you believe in a certain magical creature?No 126: Something you hate about Tumblr:People 127: Something you love about Tumblr:People 128: What do you think about the least?? If I thought about it then it wouldn't be thought of least 129: What would you want written on your tombstone?Not sure. I'm tempted to go with something morbid like memento mori just to be a little shit forever 130: Who would you like to punch in the face right now?Idk 131: What is something you love but also hate about yourself?My boobs 132: Do you smile with your teeth showing for pictures?I try not to. But I end up looking angry 133: Computer or TV?Both 134: Do you like roller coasters?Yeah 135: Do you get motion sickness or seasickness?Yes 136: Are your ears lobed or attached?Lobed 137: Do you believe in karma?No 138: On a scale of 1-10, how attractive would you say you are?5 139: What nicknames do you have/have had?I have one friend who used to call me Hanukkah, then brosef calls me hanners  140: Did you have any pretend or imaginary friends?No 141: Have you ever seen a therapist/shrink?Lol yes 142: Would you say you are a good or bad influence to others?Idk I try to be a good influence but some people's parents have said I'm bad .... so idk 143: Do you prefer giving or receiving gifts/help?Both! 144: What makes you angryIdk just bullshit lol 145: How many languages do you speak fluently?1 146: Do you prefer boys, girls, and/or non-binaries?Boys 147: Are you androgynous?Nope 148: Favorite physical thing about yourself:Eyes or lips 149: Favorite thing about your personality:Idk I'm friendly 150: Name three people you would like to talk to right now in person.My best friend, my girl best friend, and ?? My sister maybe 151: If you could go back into time and live in one era, which would you choose?I can't choooooose 152: Do you like BuzzFeed?For dumb little shit like dog stuff or "boys try this" yeah I think it's fun but if you think it's actually journalism you're sorely mistaken 153: How did you meet your spouse/girlfriend/boyfriend/partner? [If you have one.] 154: Do you like to kiss others’ foreheads or hands for platonic reasons?No. cheeks yes.  155: Do you like to play with others’ hair?Yes 156: What embarrasses you?Lots of things.  157: Something that makes you nervous/anxious:Talking to people.  158: Biggest lie you have ever told:Idk 159: How many people are you following?700 ish 160: How many posts do you have on your blog(s)?Idk 161: How many drafts do you have on your blog(s)?? 162: How many likes do you have on your blog(s)?Idk 163: Last time you cried and why:Idk 164: Do you have long or short hair?It's medium but I wants it to be long again I miss it being long even if it's a lot of work 165: Longest your hair has ever been:past my chest 166: Why do you like, dislike, or have neutral feelings about religon?I say if something helps people and doesn't harm others in their lives let them.  167: Do you really care how the universe and world was created?Not that much TBH 168: Do you like to wear makeup?Yes 169: Can you stand on your hands or head for more than thirty seconds?Never tried but probably not

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