〰 "𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘰..." | 🔪 | "𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦, 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘨𝘰." 〰 SLOW BURN FIC!!! will contain mature, sensitive themes. Read to your own discretion.

(Y/N) just moved to a completely new state, and moved for the first time, for that matter. She's had anxiety for most of her life, and has never really had any friends. Her brother died a few years back, and her parents are supportive and try to help her as much as they can. Evan has always been shy, and has never gotten close to anyone but his mother, really. Then, he met (Y/N)

What if everything had been different? What if Connor never found Evans letter? What if, instead, a friendship formed between the pair? *** This story is a MAJOR WIP. The writing is atrocious but I wanted to publish what i've written regardless.

((REQUESTS ARE STILL OPEN)) Requirements are in first part 💞 I won't judge so make it as creative as you want the request to be!💕

Unlike the majority of weird things that happened to me, I'm glad you happened, because I was able to find someone who listened. Cared. Understood, no matter how weird shit got. I found...a friend. And..you know, maybe something more. So let's face the inevitable, okay? ••• Dear Evan Hansen Fanfic (no one asked for this lol i'm sorry) (note: this story uses she/her pronouns for reader) I DO NOT OWN DEAR EVAN HANSEN OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN ANY WAY, SHAPE, OR FORM. THE ONLY THING I OWN IS THIS STORY, NOT DEAR EVAN HANSEN ITSELF. pop culture references (or any known reference) made in this DO NOT belong to me but to their rightful owners -started: feb. 9, 2018- -ended- june. 23, 2019-

"she's hotter then Phoebe Cates !" stranger things imagines, preferences and gifs 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱: 8/7/19

i just want to share some pictures of our dogs

"Why the fuck don't you hate me?" "I don't know, I can't help but love you." Brendon Urie: wealthy owner of two large mansions, the talk of the city, the man who throws parties larger than any other in the state, dark, up to no good, messes with women, and overly proper. He made his fortune from lineage alone. Rarely does he come out of his home, and rarely is he one to be generous without benefit to his reputation. His eyes have a glint of mischief. You, however, are a girl he knows everything about; the only foreign thing to him would be the strange heart mark on your shoulder. When your father gets a job as his butler and Mr. Urie is "generous" enough to let you live in the same home as him, how will you deal with an enticing man who you know nothing about but knows everything about you? And why do you seem to always come crawling back to him? WARNING: a few sensitive subjects and vulgar language, but I didn't want to mark it as mature because it shouldn't get too extreme. If it does I will be sure to mark it mature as soon as possible. UPDATES EVERY WEEKEND Cover made by me. From the author of Fuck is a Bad Word! However, this story is very, very different. . . Due to the story line, Sarah Urie is not in this book. However, I have nothing against her or her marriage to Brendon :)

when you randomly get added into the losvers groupchat ;) f.w. x reader (discontinued.) (eating disorder)