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denimwrites-archive · 5 years
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Hey, so I’m archiving this blog and moving on cause I haven’t posted here in forever and although I’m proud of the writing that I produced while running this blog, I want to have a clean slate. So I’m doing that.
Thank you all for the support you’ve given me with my writing. I cannot thank the Musical Anon community enough for getting me into writing in the first place and everyone else in the Musical Writing community who have been nothing but kind and supportive.
I love you all and I hope your life treats you right! <3
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the last anon about incest wasnt right, even in the DEH novel. in the book, jareds mom is a realtor who sold heidi their house when evans dad left and they stayed friends. theyre not related in anyway. i think “family friend” suggests that their families are friends, not them. otherwise they’d just say “family” if that makes sense at all lol
It does anon, that’s what I figured it meant as well. And thank you for talking about the novel! Like I said, I haven’t read it, so I wasn’t sure if they went into more detail in that regard or anything, but I’m glad that the novel backs it up too. I have no idea where that anon got that information, but it isn’t right.
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I hope you know Jared and Evan are cousins... so all keilmen!reader fanfics with Evan are incest
idk where you got that anon? if it’s in the DEH book that came out, I haven’t read it and don’t consider it to be canon. I write for the musical, where it’s said that Jared is only a family friend. 
“Evan Hansen’s only friend is Jared, who calls him a ‘family friend’ and only sticks around because his parents pay his car insurance if he stays friends with Evan.” from the DEH Wikia. 
so if you’re going to claim something, at least provide some sources. and I’ll have you know, I would die before writing any kind of incest
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why does inspiration for a fic that no one will want to read have to strike at 3 in the morning??
idc I’m writing it anyway cause it makes my gay little heart happy but still why at 3 in the morning???????
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Drabble Lists Used
One Hundred Ways to Say ‘I Love You’
Drabble Challenge! #1-150
Dialogue List!
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Marvel Masterlist
Reader is gender neutral unless otherwise stated
Bold = Full Fic
Italic = Headcanons (bulleted format)
Plain Text = Drabble (no title with prompts)
Wanda Maximoff x Reader
Healing the Future (Female!Reader)
Foggy Nelson x Reader
Alcohol Can Solve the Problem - Part 1 - Part 2
Deadpool x Reader
The Tailor
Pool Signal
Updated on 11/13/18
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Supernatural Masterlist
Reader is gender neutral unless otherwise stated
Bold = Full Fic
Italic = Headcanons (bulleted format)
Plain Text = Drabble (no title with prompts)
Dean Winchester x Reader
Knights and Legends (Male!Reader)
Lean On Me (Male!Reader)
Sam Winchester x Reader
Reader with Ghostsickness
#6. “Stop looking at me like that!”
Castiel x Reader
My Religion
Merry Mistletoe
Gabriel x Reader
Messy Mr. Trickster
Ideas for a Winter Wonderland
Samandriel x Reader
If I Could Breathe, You’d Take My Breath Away...
No Pairing
LARPing with Charlie and the Boys (My First Ever Fic)
Driving Down The Highway
Updated on 11/13/18
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Tuck Everlasting Masterlist
Reader is gender neutral unless otherwise stated
Bold = Full Fic
Italic = Headcanons (bulleted format)
Plain Text = Drabble (no title with prompts)
Jesse Tuck x Reader
The Day Things Changed
Stick in the Mud (Foster!Reader)
New Heights (Female!Reader)
#41. Take notes, sweetheart.
#4. “God, you’re pretty.” #8. “Why are you looking at me like that…?” #9. “Wait! Stop!”
Updated on 11/13/18
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Be More Chill Masterlist
Reader is gender neutral unless otherwise stated
Bold = Full Fic
Italic = Headcanons (bulleted format)
Plain Text = Drabble (no title with prompts)
Jeremy Heere x Reader
Life of the Movie Party
#38. “If he’s going to treat you like shit I’m going to kick his ass.” (Female!Reader)
Michael Mell x Reader
King of My World
#33. “Sometimes I just want to cuddle, okay? Is that so bad?”
Rich Goranski x Reader
Falling Disgracefully
Popular? Please (Female!Reader)
Chloe Valentine x Reader
#81. “Can I kiss you?” #82. “Bring your pretty little butt over here.”
Updated on 11/13/18
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Masterlist of Masterlists
Dear Evan Hansen Masterlist
Newsies Masterlist
Be More Chill Masterlist
Tuck Everlasting Masterlist
Supernatural Masterlist
Marvel Masterlist
Drabble Lists Used
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Newsies Masterlist
Reader is gender neutral unless otherwise stated
Bold = Full Fic
Italic = Headcanons (bulleted format)
Plain Text = Drabble (no title with prompts)
Jack Kelly x Reader
#103. She’s my daughter, I can read her diary. (Female!Reader)
#29. You know when your phone buzzes, it means I’m trying to talk to you, right?
#53. Take off your shirt.
#2. Can you shut up for five minutes, please???
#27. “Please shut up. I can’t stand how appealing your voice is.” #47. “I love you and I am terrified.”
#46. “Just say that it is okay. I need to hear you say it.” #95. “Look at me - just breathe, okay?”
#5. “You can’t even look at me!” #6. “Stop looking at me like that!”
#5. “You can’t even look at me!” #11. “Why are you pushing me away?”
Katherine Pulitzer x Reader
#59. …or we could make out….
Davey Jacobs x Reader
Friends? - Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 (Male!Reader)
The Meeting - Part 1 - Part 2 (1920′s Gangster AU + Librarian!Reader) IN PROGRESS
Hot CoCoffee?
#31. When’s the last time we went on a date?
#136. Did you enjoy yourself last night?
#43. Pick up lines only work when I’m drunk.
#81. “Hello ms./mr grumpy.”
#70. “If I marry them?” #71. “You’re my fake husband/wife/spouse, deal with it.” (Female!Reader)
Crutchie Morris x Reader
Together
Racetrack Higgins x Reader
Special Nights & Snowball Fights
Date Night (Poly Fic with Spot Conlon)
Stuck (Poly Fic with Albert Dasilva)
#131. You have a cold, you’re not dying.
#8. The floor is lava.
#48. I bet you can’t go 24 hours without cussing.
#85. If you die, I’m going to kill you.
#53. Take off your shirt. #63. Sit still, for the love of all that is Holy.
#91. Sorry I’m protective over the things I love.
#9. “I had a nightmare about you and wanted to make sure you were okay.” #32. “You know, it’s okay to cry.”
Albert da Silva x Reader
Independence and Love
Stuck (Poly Fic with Racetrack Higgins)
#90. “You can tell me anything.”
#4. “God, you’re pretty.” #12. “You take the bed, you need it more than me.”
#58. “Are you proud of me?” #59. “You’re so drunk.” #61. “What is that?!”
Spot Conlon x Reader
Peace and Sweaters
Date Night (Poly Fic with Racetrack Higgins)
#100. “I love you.”
#44. I can’t believe you didn’t remember
#111. Delete it. Now.
#17. “Come over here and make me.”
#81. “Can I kiss you?” #82. “Bring your pretty little butt over here.”
Jojo De La Guerra x Reader
All of the I Love You’s
I’m Not Backing Down
#50. “I think you’re beautiful.”
#60. “Why don’t they just kiss already?” #71. “Is that a challenge?” #87. “That’s distracting.”
#54. “You’re the most amazing, incredible, beautiful being I’ve ever met.” #84. “You deserve so much better.”
Tommy Boy x Reader
#146. Pillows are over-rated.
Specs x Reader
#19. “Can I hold your hand?”
No Pairing
A Lodging House Holiday (not a reader insert)
Updated 11/13/18
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Dear Evan Hansen Masterlist
Reader is gender neutral unless otherwise stated
Bold = Full Fic
Italic = Headcanons (bulleted format)
Plain Text = Drabble (no title with prompts)
Evan Hansen x Reader
Who Needs Mistletoe? 
Hansen Surprises 
What Are Brothers Good For? (Kleinman!Reader)
Fate’s Second Chance (Soulmate AU)
Cookies, Comfort, & Cuddles (Transman!Evan Hansen)
Studying and Good Luck
Boyf? (Amnesiac!Reader)
#5. “I’ll walk you home.” #19. “Can I hold your hand?” #25. “Look both ways.”
 #91. Sorry I’m protective over the things I love.
 #133. I hope you have a [nice] cold shower. #134. You don’t mean that. (Kleinman!Reader)
#44. “Stay in bed.” #51. “I missed you.” #54. “You’re the most amazing, incredible, beautiful being I’ve ever met.”
#25. “Do you need anything?”
#95. “Can you please stop biting your lip… it’s distracting.”
Connor Murphy x Reader
Flowers and Feelings 
“I love you, dumbass!” 
Enough Endings and Beginnings 
Delicious Vegetals (Crack Fic) 
Disney is NOT Lame 
“He Had It Coming”
The Cold is Actually a Bother 
Breathless Colors (Soulmate AU)
#98. “Take a deep breath.”
#81. Excuse me for falling in love with you.
#25. “I told you not to fall in love with me.” #43. “Sometimes, there is nothing better than some good old fashioned, no string attached fucking.”
#77. “I can’t… I can’t lose you.” #96. “I’m sick of being USELESS.”  (Comatose!Reader)
#1. “I don’t even know who I am without you.” #98. “I wish I could hate you.”
Jared Kleinman x Reader
Ghostly Wingmen 
Getting Into Character (Glasses Wearing Reader)
The Cronch 
Surprise Boiiii 
My Han Solo 
Weirdo 
Cuddly Jare-Bear 
Troll Lover (Soulmate AU)
#16. “You make me feel like I’m not good enough.”
#80. “Someone keeps leaving love notes in my locker and I’m not sure if I should find it endearing or creepy…”
Zoe Murphy x Reader
Musical Nights (Female!Reader)
Alana Beck x Reader
Rough Start to Spring Break (Kind of more oriented for Female!Reader but no pronouns used)
Rough End to Winter Break (Prequel to the above fic - and same warning applies)
Sincerely Three x Reader Headcanons
Their Reactions to You Getting Into Your Top College
Types of Dates They Take You On
  Updated on 11/12/18
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denimwrites-archive · 5 years
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fuck my disorganized ass I just wrote a “drabble” of almost 2k words just to realize I already answered the prompt. guess that’s what I get for not keeping on top of my shit lmao. also hi after like 8 months. hoping to start getting back to this. but I guess we’ll see since it took me 3 days to write something I already did. but I did find a few drabbles that I wrote and just hadn’t posted. what the fuck am I doing with my life rn? idek
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denimwrites-archive · 6 years
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Hey take all the time you need! We’ll all be waiting but no pressure and don’t push yourself at all
Thank you so much Bren! For all of your support since my start writing for musicals and for these words now that I’m taking a break. You are an angel!
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denimwrites-archive · 6 years
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hey! can you do number 80 in the prompt list with jared kleinman, with preference on him saying the sentence?
Dear Evan Hansen - Jared Kleinman x Reader#80. “Someone keeps leaving love notes in my locker and I’m not sure if I should find it endearing or creepy…”
Valentine’s day had already come and past, so Jared was definitely confused when he continued to receive the notes complimenting his personality and traits well into the month of March.
“I just don’t get it!” you heard Jared exclaim to Evan one morning in front of his locker.
“Get what?” you asked while approaching the two, wanting to know what they were talking about. Jared turned to you and you could see that he was pretty frustrated. “Or do I not want to know?”
“Someone keeps leaving love notes in my locker and I’m not sure if I should find it endearing of creepy… When it first started it was nice, but now it’s just a little ridiculous. I mean, I’ve been getting them since February. That’s a long time!”
“Especially when it comes to supposedly ‘loving’ Jared,” Evan teased. Jared leveled him with a glare and you couldn’t contain a chuckle yourself.
“I don’t know Jared, shouldn’t you be flattered? I mean no one else got notes, and they’re all nice, right? I wouldn’t mind getting some complimentary notes in my locker, especially after a hellish day in this dump of a school.”
Jared let out a sigh. “I guess you’re right, but even you have to admit that it’s a bit stalkerish. Like how did they even know which locker was mine?”
“Oh, yeah, it’s not like we hang out in front of it every morning while Evan and I wait for you to get your shit together,” you reply with a roll of your eyes. Jared just huffs and grabs his math textbook, slamming his locker in response. You and Evan share a look before giggling.
You both waved goodbye to Jared as he headed off, you and Evan heading in the other direction. “Should we stop it with the notes?” you asked him.
“I don’t know. He has an outward expression of hating them, but last week he was just telling me how nice they make him feel. Maybe wait a few days before leaving another one just to see if he seems different?”
You nod before splitting up for your respective classes, but you knew you wouldn’t be able to pay attention. The notes had started as a way to help Jared’s confidence. He buried his insecurities behind memes and sarcasm, so you just wanted to show him that he was more than his coping mechanisms and that he really was a great guy.
But as you wrote more notes and really started thinking about Jared as a person, you found yourself falling for him. You had confessed to Evan the mess you had gotten yourself into, and he seemed sympathetic, deciding to help you maybe come up with a way to confess it was you that had written them.
However, now that Jared apparently didn’t like the notes, you were worried that if he were to find out you did them, he would hate you. He even called it stalkerish for pete’s sake! How could he not hate you?
The morning went by in a blur, and you then realize you’re at lunch. Heaving a sigh, you tried to keep calm. He still didn’t know it was you, everything was fine, you just had to act cool. But of course the universe had to work against you.
As you walked up to the table where your friends were sitting, Jared was talking about his plan for catching the ‘admirer’. “Handwriting sample. I’m going to ask for people’s signatures for a fake petition and compare it to the notes. And if that doesn’t work I can always use Murphy as a threat to get people to spill.”
“Wait, which one of us are you talking about?” Zoe asked, confusedly gesturing between herself and Connor.
“Either of you, you’re both really scary when you’re angry. I think it’s a genetic thing.” The table burst out into laughter at that, but you still felt your blood run cold. Was Jared really willing to go through all that work just to find out about the notes. Trying to catch Evan’s eye to talk to him, you saw that he was looking directly at you, a stern look on his face. Or as stern as Evan Hansen could be.
Releasing a sigh, you knew that you had to come clean. After lunch, you pulled Jared behind some lockers and took a deep breath before blurting out, “I wrote the notes.”
“What?” Jared had asked, unable to believe it.
“I wrote them because I wanted you to see how amazing you are. Wanted you to see yourself the way I see you. I started around Valentine’s day because I was going to ask you out, but then I got scared and never did it. But I wanted you to know that it wasn’t just because of the holiday, that no matter what time, I still feel that way about you. You can hate me if you want, but I didn’t want you wasting time searching the rest of the school.”
Jared was silent after you said your piece, but then he did something that you would never have expected. He pulled you into a hug. His arms wrapping around you tightly and pulling you into his chest. Returning the embrace, you could tell that he appreciated your words, and their meaning.
When you were about to pull away, he pulled you back in, placing his lips on yours as his arms held you to him. You don’t know how long you stayed like that, kissing behind some lockers, but needless to say, you both missed your next classes.
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denimwrites-archive · 6 years
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4,8,&9 with Jesse Tuck pls?
Tuck Everlasting - Jesse Tuck x Reader - Modern Times#4. “God, you’re pretty.”#8. “Why are you looking at me like that…?”#9. “Wait! Stop!”
You don’t know what had come over you. You had no idea how to describe it either. It was just this sudden urge (instinct?) to go and climb a tree. You hadn’t done it in years, and were definitely out of practice. But it was something that you found yourself doing nonetheless.
Wandering through the woods looking for just the right tree, you stopped at the trunk of an old oak. Peering up into its branches, you knew this was the one. Placing a hand on the trunk, you began climbing. It took you a few tries to find the right footing, but as soon as you did, you were off!
Moving up the tree seemed like second nature, and you had no idea how your feet knew exactly the right places to step, but they did. Soon enough, you were breaking the treeline. Overlooking the other trees around you, no words could describe the view. The sun and the clouds, along with the birds who were flying from tree to tree, it was a breathtaking sight. You were very grateful for whatever power convinced you to come and see this beauty of nature, but now a question remained.
How were you to get down?
Looking back to the ground from the top was not a good idea, but you did it anyway. You could feel your knees lock together as you tried to find the same path you climbed up, but it would not be easy to follow it backwards.
Taking a deep breath, you slowly began to inch yourself back down the tree. Unfortunately, about three fourths of the way down, you stepped on the wrong branch, and you felt it give way underneath you. Letting out a noise of surprise as you fell, you saw the flash of some colors before everything went black.
When you came to, you found your head was being cradled by a stranger. Curiously peering up at his face, you felt your heartbeat start to pick up. Noticing your awakeness and your staring, the stranger spoke.
“Are you okay? You took quite a big fall. Can you tell me your name?” But when you didn’t respond, just continued to stare, he decided to ask a different question. “Why are you looking at me like that…?”
You couldn’t stop the words from coming out of your mouth if you tried, “You’re just really pretty. God, you’re pretty. Too pretty.” Reaching up, you place your hand on his cheek. “You can’t be real.”
The man chuckled and placed a hand on top of yours. “I am real, and I’m worried that you might have a concussion. Do you feel dizzy at all?” But you ignored him, trying to take in all of the features of his face. “Hello?” he asked. He let out a sigh, waving his other hand in front of your eyes, startling you but gaining your attention.
And it was then that your common sense came back to you. Pretty or not, this guy was a stranger! Scrambling up, you stumbled for a minute before booking it out of there. You could hear him behind you, trying to catch up, calling out. “Wait! Stop!” But you kept going.
When you thought you had lost him, you stopped to take a break and catch your breath. However, you were less safe than you thought. You heard a rustling above you and then the guy from before dropped down right in front of you. You froze in both shock and awe at the ability of the stranger.
“There you are! I thought something happened. I’m not going to hurt you, if that’s what you were thinking. I really just wanted to make sure you were okay.”
Turning your head sheepishly, you admit, “I may have overreacted. It just kind of hit me that I didn’t know you and shouldn’t just be so trusting of a stranger, so I ran. Sorry.” Rubbing the back of your neck, he took a step closer, which you eyed warily, still slightly unsure.
Sticking out his hand, the guy introduces himself. “Jesse Tuck. Pleasure to meet you and be called pretty by you.” You give a slight chuckle, shaking his hand and introducing yourself as well. “Since we’re no longer strangers, can I help you now? I seriously think you have a concussion and I can give you a ride to the hospital to get it checked out.”
“That would actually be really nice,” you reply with a smile. And so you and Jesse head back towards his car.
“Why were you climbing that tree anyway? That one looked the most unsteady out of the surrounding bunch.”
Deciding to be honest, you explained your sudden urge to climb, and how that tree just called to you. He stopped walking and seemed to really look at you. Glancing back at the tree, he let out a soft chuckle. “Do you believe in fate?” he asked you.
“I guess, why?”
“Because I think I saw you fall for a reason.” And that was how you met an immortal guy, who would also become your boyfriend, by falling out of the tree that protected that special spring so many years ago.
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denimwrites-archive · 6 years
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THE AIR HORNS ARE KEEPING ME ALIVE
A moment of silence please, for me and @somefanfictionblog , since we have been listening to Jared’s meme playlist for like 30 minutes now and I have no idea how we are surviving.
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