#Heidi Hansen

[whatremained]

[intricate-ritualz]

fanart for the north american deh tour wth

(no larry bc my heart couldn’t go on ialmost collapsed)

[bone-chain]

Stimming isn't enough I need to be my special intrest

[murphysiblings]

everything i ever did, i did it all for you.

ella wilson / steven levenson / metamaiden / pasek & paul / lana del rey / bates motel (image source: @sofialamb) / dear evan hansen / andrew barth feldman / @corpsecoded / lorde / ocean vuong / ethel cain / kira madden

[elcatgamernoof]

I love these three! <3/ Amo a estos tres! <3

[nothingunrealistic]

Thank you @thetodayshow, for dropping by! We loved giving you a behind-the-scenes look at the new production of Dear Evan Hansen, on stage now in Sydney! Don’t miss out.

[your-fav-is-divorced]

Heidi Hansen from Dear Evan Hansen.

Heidi Hansen from Dear Evan Hansen is Divorced!

[lqjeremyheere]

The person who came up with the Jeremy heere & Evan Hansen step bros AU kinda ate with it.

[briarlovesclara]

//spoilers for acoc ep 13: family ties

“Something happens when you’re responsible for the life of another human being: Your own insecurities seem really small in comparison to this huge responsibility that you have." --Rachel Bay Jones

(im back on my acoc posting >:])

[arl1n-e]

How much does Heidi like Connor?

Not at home rn so can't draw with my drawing tablet just yet 😔

[heymartinah]

all my dear evan hansen (argentinian cast) fanarts!!!

[mymomhatesmyguts]

ok so i know the dear evan hansen fandom is deceased and rolling in their graves BUT can we talk about how hard heidi's life must be??? likee ive always felt so fucking bad for her, she works endless shifts at a HOSPITAL which means every day she sees people in pain or fucking dying,, shes raising a fucking child on her own and he needs her support BUT SHES FUCKING AT THE HOSPITAL SO THAT SHE CAN AFFORD TO FUCKING FEED HIM

bro im sorry if you read all of this i ramble like a BITCH

[broadway-heere-i-come]

"YOU are the only--THE ONE GOOD THING THAT'S EVER HAPPENED TO ME, EVAN" might mess me up more than any other line in the show. There is so much going on in that line that I've never seen anyone else talk about.

[murphysiblings]

i hate the deh novel

[a-very-sparkly-nerd]

I just have always thought that a huge difference between Heidi and Cynthia in DEH is highlighted in the very first song, where Heidi (Evan's mom) sings "Another stellar conversation for the scrapbooks / Another stumble as I'm reaching for the right thing to say" whereas Cynthia (Connor's mom) sings "Another masterful attempt ends with disaster / Pour another cup of coffee and watch it all crash and burn" and it just makes me think about how it shows that. Like. Heidi thinks she sucks and that she's the worst mom. Cynthia thinks that she's amazing. She can afford mistakes (crashing and burning and wasting things), while Heidi can't. These two women from entirely different worlds, no matter what they do, both can't connect with their sons. And I just AUGGGHHHHHHHHH

[nothingunrealistic]

1, kleinsen

1. “I love you, please don’t go.”

“And as soon as the new car gets delivered, the minivan is mine for good.” Jared flops onto his back so that he’s lying across the entire foot of Evan’s bed, legs dangling over the side. “The Jaredmobile is gonna hit these streets harder than —”

“Are you really calling it that?” Evan has ridden in Jared’s mom’s minivan, soon to be Jared’s minivan, and it is mobile, but that’s kind of a low bar. It probably shouldn’t be hitting anything hard.

“Haven’t decided. But I know what bumper sticker is going on there first.” Jared sticks his phone in Evan’s face. “Check it.”

“‘Caution: This vehicle makes frequent stops at your mom’s house.’”

“It’s gonna be true. Especially at your mom’s house.”

“You mean my house?”

“Is your name on the property deed? I don’t think so.” Jared grimaces, wriggles around, and nearly whacks Evan in the face with his phone as he pulls out a mechanical pencil he was lying on. “And when, after I’ve spent another week chauffeuring your sorry ass around, she invites me to stay the night —”

“Mom works nights.”

“— is it gonna be you saying ‘please, I love you, please don’t go’ in the morning?” He rhythmically raps Evan’s knee with the pencil. “I. Don’t. Think. So.”

“You’re gross. And that’s my pencil.”

“Finders keepers, bro.”

“Boys?” Mom knocks on the door and opens it half a second later; in that half second, Jared shoves himself upright and slaps the pencil into Evan’s hand, and something that sounds a lot like Jared’s phone hits the floor. “Everything okay? Is that project coming along?”

“Going great, Mrs. H.,” Jared says, over top of Evan’s “Fine, Mom.”

“Good. That’s good. Well, I’m heading out to work.” She already looks as frazzled as if she just came back from a shift. “There’s money on the table so you two can order dinner. I think Domino’s is doing their half off deal again, but make sure you check. Jared, will your mom be able to pick you up? I’ll be back too late to give you a ride home.” And suddenly Evan is terrified that Jared will say some stupid thing about Mom giving him a ride, and she’ll get mad and tell him to go home now, and Evan will have to finish this English project on his own, and he’ll probably get a terrible grade, and Jared will be mad at him even though it’ll be Jared’s fault in the first place, and —

“Won’t be a problem,” Jared says, perfectly polite.

“Great. Okay. I’ll see you tomorrow, Evan, I love you.”

Mom walks back out, but she doesn’t shut the door, so Evan counts to five before he says, “Thank you for not saying anything weird.”

“To your mom? What, do you think I’m some kind of male chauvinist pig? Thanks for nothing, Billie Jean.”

“Is that what that song’s about?”

“What — no. Never mind.” Jared bends over and retrieves his phone from the floor. “I’m hungry. Let’s get some shitty half-price pizza. Which is a ridiculous deal, by the way.”

“I think it’s a March Madness thing.”

“In April?”

“Maybe it’s an extra-long deal.”

“Madness is right. How much money are we working with here?”

“Probably twenty dollars.” An engine starts outside; Evan shifts over on the bed to look out the window, watching to confirm that it’s Mom’s car, until it turns left and vanishes from sight. “But, uh, when the pizza gets here —”

“Yes, I’ll get the door so you don’t have to have a breakdown about it. Never fear.”

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