#dear evan hansen secret santa

[carryingthebannershitposts]

Some Newsies Headcanons

Jack:

This man 100% pretends to be all brave an tough and then proceeds to cry himself to sleep

Probably afraid of thunderstorms but hides it

Had a horse phase when he was younger (So did Race but not as bad)

Sometimes forgets words for things and decides to make them up (couldn't remember the word for cigar so he yelled at Racetrack not to let Les use his "fire leaf stick")

Still has nightmares about the refuge

That Santa Fe pamphlet is more important to him than most of the people he knows (with the exception of Davey, Les, Crutchie, and Race)

Has threatened to use a lasso to tie Racetrack to the wall at least once, and no, it didn't work

David:

Talks to himself when he's doing things

Can see right through Jack's bullshit/knows when he's pretending to be okay vs when he actually is

Cannot dance but tries

Fidgets with literally anything he can get his hands on

A modern David would cry after watching Dear Evan Hansen

Genuinely doesn't know how to smoke and legit inhaled the smoke and started dying the first time Jack offered a cigar to him

Dresses very formally literally no matter where he's going

Talks about Jack to Sarah because he is very gay and doesn't want advice from his parents

Sometimes questions his gender identity but always forces himself not to think about it because of what his family might think

Crutchie:

I will die on the hill that Crutchie is probably an age regressor, but keeps it a secret because this is Newsies and nobody tells anyone anything

Will beat you with his crutch if you insult his friends

Will apologize after hitting someone in a fight

Claims to hate being carried but does kinda like it

Will go to work even if he's dying of an unknown deadly sickness because he feels bad about others helping him

Race:

This is pretty much canon at this point I believe but Race is transmasc

Spot is the only one allowed to call him "Racer", he will protest if anyone else calls him that

Always has a cigar purely for the sake of having something in his mouth, not because he smokes it

Got his harmonica taken away by Jack after playing it nonstop at all hours of the night

Spot has offered to let him live in Brooklyn and he just kinda said no because he's fine making the walk every day

Acts like an idiot but is actually really smart

Probably hates basically everything about himself but acts like he's the best to hide it because this is Newsies and nobody tells anyone anything

Seriously all of these characters just need to sit down and have a heart to heart

"I can't wait for anything! The doctors call it ADHD- I call it RDHD, because my name is Racetrack!" (Bonus points if yall get that reference)

A modern Racetrack would show Spot that one song from Raggedy Ann, "It's hard to be king when you're short" and get yelled at

Spot:

Gets teased constantly for being short

Constantly looks like he wants to unalive the next person he sees

Steals Racetrack's hat to annoy him

Racetrack compared him to one of those small yappy dogs once and Spot now thinks about it constantly

Aggressively kind to the people he cares about ("DRINK WATER AND GET SOME FUCKING SLEEP, I FUCKING LOVE YOU")

Refuses to explain why he ran away from his family

Despises his real name because "it sounds like an old man name"

Anyways that's all :)

[gardenof--eden]

I need to know. Musicals you enjoy? You can tell a lot about a person based on their musical taste

oh lord okay. First ever musical was Dear Evan Hansen. SHAPED my life. (book was better.) Second musical: Hamilton. the clutches those had on me.... it was embarrassing. Then I saw Be More Chill... but I fell asleep while watching it. Still love it! I LOVE THE ADDAMS FAMILY!!!! SO MUCH!!! Newsies is tied to a really traumatic event in my life BUT Seize the Day and Santa Fe? I'm in love. HEATHERS TOO!!! OMG! I also really like In The Heights. The Secret Garden is my all time favorite musical (but I... don't really like the broadway recording.) And OMG Into The Woods!!!!! Oh and I actually saw Wicked on broadway last year! GUYS AND DOLLS!!!!! IS SO AMAZING!!!! Then musicals I love but take the back seat: Mean Girls, Beetlejuice, Waitress, Anastasia, 21 Chump Street, and It Happened in Key West

I had a massive 'musical theater' phase back in like 2019, but I don't listen to many musicals anymore. Unless it's spring musical season, then my #1 is whatever show my school is doing

[i-will-sing-no-requiem]

Hi!! It's your secret santa. I saw you liked jessie paege- I think you might be the first person ive met who also listened to her! I love her music, its great. What are your favorite songs from your favorite musicals? What's your favorite grishaverse quote?

What's your favorite non-grishaverse book?

happy holidays :)

Hi!

Yeah I first found Jessie Paege on YouTube and then I really liked her music (especially preach is my favourite)

My favourite songs from musicals would probably be: Hamilton - Burn, Dear Theodosia, Satisfied, Dear Evan Hansen - Requiem, Good For You, Only Us Six - All You Wanna Do, Don't Lose Ur Head, Ex-Wives, Get Down 36 Questions - Our Word, Hear Me Out, Reality, Better Version Les Miserables - Javert's Suicide, Come To Me (Fantine's Death), A Little Fall Of Rain, Empty Chairs at Empty Tables

Um, I'm not really sure what my favourite quote is, definitely the writing in the Six of Crows books were the best in my opinion. I really like the whole scene where Inej is climbing the incinerator chute and her internal monologue in all of that, I like the "I will have you without your armour or I will not have you at all" moment. A lot of the Wylan/Jesper moments are really cute, especially the "Maybe I liked your stupid face" scene and the moment after their first kiss when Jesper says that he really hopes they don't die. There are so many others but those are probably the quotes I think about the most often.

My favourite book is actually non-fiction, The Anthropocene Reviewed by John Green, but some of my other favourite series/books are the Hunger Games, Percy Jackson, The Book Thief, Simon vs The Homo Sapien's Agenda and Leah on the Offbeat

Happy holidays!

[aycief]

oh shit that’s domestic

happy holidays to @cherryfires !! for the @dearevanhansensecretsanta !

[richgoranski]

Sliding in at the last moment with a secret santa gift for @bbcotaku for the @dearevanhansensecretsanta!! You said you’d be happy just seeing Mike’s face so I figured some Connor Murphy would work for you pal! I hope you had a lovely holiday and hope you like your gift!

[andiavang]

Mery Chrysler to @showtoons !!! I hope you like this, if not I can make something else at some point :0!! @dearevanhansensecretsanta

[adriabun]

“my handmade light up pride hanukkah sweater? TOO MUCH? you hurt me, ev”

happy holidays @jaaredkleinman! this is for the @dearevanhansensecretsanta gift exchange!

[wirtless]

i fall down, hit the ground . . .

every time you come around . . .

no escaping gravity

i had @andiavang for @dearevanhansensecretsanta !! he asked for tree bros with lyrics from special k by placebo. i thought them sitting in trees by a lake kind of turned evan’s letting go of the tree thing on its head. he falls downs and hits the ground but connor is there to pick him up!!! anyway!!!! i hope you enjoy it & happy holidays!!!!!!!!

[certifiedriends]

Evan’s probs making the three of them tea rn

I hope you like it! @spencertheaspie @dearevanhansensecretsanta

[propertyline]

happy holidays @mountin-dew-red!! 

there’s a severe lack of zolana art floating around so here are The Gals at prom for your @dearevanhansensecretsanta gift

[theoperaghostsstudent]

Holiday Traditions (Tree Bros Fanfic)

((Here’s a short fluffy story for you, Victor! Happy Holidays, and I hope you like your gift!))

Dear Evan Hansen Secret Santa Blog: @dearevanhansensecretsanta

Secret Santa Gift Dedicated to: @futuristicallyoriginalmerman

Pairings: Evan x Connor / Connor x Happiness

Word Count: 1,817

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The last time it felt like Christmas in the Murphy household in-Connor’s opinion- was when he was 10 years old. He remembers making handmade ornaments out of clay and decorating the tree with his family, drinking eggnog with his dad until his mom found out and took it away, and he remembers sitting by the fireplace with a mug of hot cocoa in his hand while he and his sister listened to their mother read “Twas the Night Before Christmas” until they fell asleep right there.

Those were the times Connor long for once more, but things inside his head just seemed to change and he had no idea how to explain that. He guesses that that’s probably the reason why he would act out and get so mad. He’s hoping this year will be better since it’s been almost a year since he started his medications. He himself felt lighter, but the atmosphere around the Murphy’s house hadn’t changed at all. It was always one thing or another with Larry, and there was nothing Zoe or Cynthia could do to calm him down. Connor was just thankful that Ms. Hansen and Evan said he could come over to their house whenever he’d like. Yeah, that’s what he’d do. He’d celebrate Christmas with them!

Connor was already half way to the Hansen house when he received a call.

“Where are you?” he heard Zoe’s voice on the other end when he answered it.

“Driving.” Connor replied, gritting his teeth and taking a deep breath before continuing as he reminded himself that what happened between him and Larry wasn’t her fault. “I think I’m gonna go over to Hansen’s house for the rest of the month and celebrate Christmas there.”

“Christmas? At Evan’s house? Connor, you do know that-”

“I gotta let you go, there’s a cop up ahead and I don’t wanna get caught with the phone, but I’ll text you later.”

“Wait, Connor-”

Connor hung up the phone and drove in silence the rest of the way. Once he arrived and parked, he was surprised to see that Evan and his mom hadn’t put up the lights yet. Maybe he could offer to do it? He always liked doing it when he was younger and he hasn’t done it in a while?

Connor stepped out of the car and his thoughts were interrupted when he noticed the blinds in the living room window move. Soon enough, the door opened to show an eager Evan.

“Con-Connor, what are-are you doing here?” Evan asked as Connor approached the front door.

“Well, it’s almost Christmas and Larry’s already gone bat-shit crazy, so I thought I could maybe spend Christmas here. Is that okay?” He said as he passed Evan in the doorway.

“Uh-well-sure! But-you see, my-my mom and I are-” Evan stopped speaking when he noticed Connor’s eyes had gone wide at all the decorations inside the house. Menorahs here, dreidels there, gelts in the living room, and a rather large sign saying ‘Happy Hannukah’ was hung on the wall.

“-Jewish...” Evan finished. Oh...OH. Well, shit. How had Connor not known?

“Damn, and I had thought it was odd that you didn’t put lights up the day after Thanksgiving.” Connor chuckled a bit, still admiring the decorations of blues, whites, and golds.

“Oh!-We do have these kind of-like dreidel projection type lights-and we put them outside at night and it looks like one of those old Windows XP screen saver-but with dreidels, and yeah-I should-uh-be quiet...now.” Evan rambled on before rushing to a corner and gesturing to it.

“See?” Evan said with a smile. Connor laughed a little. To think he came here to spend Christmas, but it looks like he’s got the religions all mixed up. 

Suddenly the fire alarm went off and the smell of smoke filled the room.

“Mom?!” Evan shouted, rushing towards the kitchen. Connor quickly followed and found Evan’s mom, Heidi, coughing and using a place mat to blow away the spoke from something that was burning in a pan of oil.

“I don’t get it-!” Heidi coughed. “I followed your grandma’s recipe, but I still can’t fry these dang latkes.” She coughed again before laughing. She turned and realized that Connor was there.

“Oh, Connor! Welcome home, hun, but you’re gonna have to wait a while since I’ve gotta re-train myself how to make these things before we can eat, but there should be some donuts on the table if you want a snack! Now, the two of you, out of my kitchen!”

“But-but, mom!”

“No buts, Ev! I gotta do it on my own this time or else I’ll never learn and you’ll have to do it every year like you have been lately. Now you and Connor should go play spin the dreidel while I finish up here, okay? Go! Shoo!” Heidi said lovingly as she kicked them out of the kitchen. Did Connor hear right though? She wanted them to play something called ‘spin the dreidel’?

Connor’s heart was practically beating out of his chest. Was this like spin the bottle, but like, the Jewish edition? Did Heidi figure out his crush on Evan and that’s why she was suggesting it?

“Connor? Are-are you coming?” Evan said as he sat himself in front of the coffee table in the living room.

“Y-yeah. What is this game anyway?” Connor said as he sat himself at the opposite end.

“Oh-that’s right-you don’t-don’t know how to play, huh? Well,” Evan said as he lifted one of the dreidels into his hand. “this is a dreidel. There are different-uh-symbols on it like nun, shin, gimmel, and hay.”

“Dude, I have no idea what the fuck any of those things mean.” Evan rolled his eyes.

“I was getting there!” he replied with a smile. Connor now wished he hadn’t picked his hair up into a bun as he felt the blush creep up his neck and into his ears.

“This one means you don’t take any gelts-oh-well, in this case it’s chocolates since we don’t gamble and uh-” Evan cleared his throat before continuing. “anyway, this one means you put a chocolate into the pile, this means you take the entire pile, and this means you take half the pile.” He said as he pointed to every symbol. “Kinda like a Jewish version of poker I guess?” He added.

“You’ve never played poker before, have you?”

“Uh-um-no?” Evan replied with a shy smile. Connor felt a little more at ease at discovering that the game is no where close to spin the bottle, but he did feel slightly disappointed as well.

After playing a few rounds of the game and being told the story behind it, Connor and Evan sat down for some latkes while Heidi told them an overly dramatic version of the story of Hannukah, completed with over the top acted out actions and funny voices for every person mentioned in the story.

Connor laughed harder than he ever had when Heidi picked up the spatula from the latkes to use as a sword in her reenactment and accidentally smacked a wine glass off the table and into a wall. At first he was scared that she was going to get upset, but she simply stopped her story to say “Who put that there?” before shrugging and continuing her tale, sword spatula in hand.

“So what do you normally do during the holidays?” Evan asked Connor after they lit the menorah for the first night.

“Uh, well, there’s Christmas caroling, decorating the house with lights, making Santa some cookies-?”

“You do those things with your family?” Evan asked, confused as to why he was here if those were his family traditions.

“Oh...No, I was just listing a few things people normally do for Christmas. Like, we believe a big, fat man crawls down the chimney to give us gifts and-oh! My mom used to read me ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas’ which is a story about Santa. I don’t know if you’ve heard of it or not, but it’s pretty cool.” Connor replied.

“I’ve heard that one before!-Uh-On Dasher, on Prancer, on Donnor, and Blitzen!-Right?” Evan replied happily. Connor sat there wide eyed.

“Wait, I thought you didn’t know that since it’s a Christmas story.”

“Connor, I’m Jewish, but I don’t live under a rock-I mean-! I didn’t want that to come out so mean-I-I just-”

“Hey, it’s okay, Hansen.” Connor laughed. “That’s pretty cool that you know the story.”

“R-really?-Thanks-!” Evan nervously chuckled as a blush crept across his face.

“You okay, Ev?”

“Ye-yeah! Um-would you maybe want to-uh-read the story together? I can make us some hot chocolate and we could read it-or listen to it! They might have a video online or something?-That’s only if you want to of course-!”

“Evan, I’d...I’d actually really like that.” Connor said, grinning ear to ear.

And so Evan made the two of them some hot chocolate and they cozied themselves in under a blanket in the living room while they watched a short animation of the story off of Connor’s phone. Connor couldn’t have been happier making all these new memories with the person who was special to him. Could this night get any better?

Connor’s thoughts were interrupted when he saw something dangling between the two of them out of his peripheral vision. He and Evan both looked up to see a ball of mistletoe hanging from a string that was attached to a rod. Evan and Connor’s faces turned redder than Rudolph’s nose as they saw Heidi swinging it above them.

“Found this at Hobby Lobby this morning and thought I’d buy it just in case! Well, here is the ‘just in case’, so get to it since I’m not getting any younger and neither are my arms.” She laughed. Connor’s heart was beating so fast that he was left frozen until Evan took in a deep breath and pulled him in by the collar of his sweater. Their lips met instantly, with the kiss tasting like the hot chocolate they had just finished drinking before. Connor wrapped his arms around Evan, not wanting to let him go, but of course the time came for exactly that. When they pulled apart, they gazed into each other’s eyes.

“Merry Christmas.” Evan smiled sheepishly.

“Happy Channukah.” Connor said, pronouncing the ‘ch’ sound in the beginning of the word. Evan started to laugh, making Connor confused.

“What?”

“N-nothing! We-we’ll work on it!” Evan laughed.

After all the extra laughing and Heidi putting ‘The Grinch’ on for them to watch before bed, Evan and Connor gather up their pillows and blankets and placed them side by side on the living room floor. They two fell asleep holding the other close.

Before he fell asleep, Connor heard Heidi listening to the story they were watching earlier. His eyes slowly shut as he heard the final lines:

~FIN~

[stonermurphy]

habby holidays @fouradorkableboys!! heres your @dearevanhansensecretsanta pic, I really hope you like it and have a great holiday season and have good luck in the new year!!

[save-the-cronch]

Flowers and Tattoos

Merry Christmas to @trans-space-prince !! I really hope you enjoy this!

This is for the DEH Secret Santa from @dearevanhansensecretsanta

Evan wiped his brow with his sleeve, as soon as he had placed the final load of flowers for a wedding in the buyer’s truck. It had taken all day yesterday to find all the needed flowers and sort them in the order that the bride and groom had asked for. It had only taken half an hour to load the truck.

Once the truck had driven away, Evan walked back inside his mother’s shop and went to the counter to sit on the stool behind the cash register. He didn’t have any orders he needed to work on, so he pulled out his phone and waited for anyone to walk through the doors with any last minute arrangement.

About ten minutes later, Evan looked up at the sound of the bell on top of the door ringing. In walked a tall, lanky boy, around the same age as Evan, twenty-three. He has long brown hair and wore ripped, black, skinny jeans, and a black hoodie with the sleeves rolled up, revealing a few tattoos littering the boy’s arms.

“Hi! W-welcome to Hansen’s Flowers, how, um, how can I he-help you?” Evan asked, placing his phone into his apron pocket.

“Oh, I was just wondering if I could look at your flowers for references? I work at the tattoo shop two shops down, and I realized that I didn’t have any flowers in my reference book.”

“O-oh! Yes! That’s to-totally fine!” Evan said, beaming at the man in front of him.

“Thanks…”

“Evan.”

“Thanks, Evan. I’m Connor by the way.”

Evan nods at Connor, as the tattooed man makes his way over to the flowers placed on display at the window.

Connor stays in Evan’s shop for half an hour, before he stands up, gives Evan a small wave, and exits the shop. The whole time that Connor was drawing, Evan couldn’t take his eyes off of the long-haired boy. Evan liked how Connor pulled his hair back into a messy bun right before opening his sketchbook. He thought that the tattoos on Connor’s body were beautiful. He admired how Connor was able to concentrate so intensely on his drawing. To Evan, Connor seemed to be that kind of person that had a lot of secrets, and he just needed someone to share those secrets with. For some reason, Evan wanted to be that person.

Two days later Connor showed up in the shop just as Evan was walking out of the back room.

“Hey, Evan, what’s the best way to say ‘congrats on your engagement, I’m sorry for being a bitch when we were in high school, you and Alana totally deserve each other.”

Evan blinks, not completely sure where that came from. “Uh, ye-yeah, one second.” Evan heads off, in search of the perfect flowers for Connor. Five minutes, he returns with plenty of different flowers in his hands. “Okay, so we have red carnations for love and pride, a bunch of daffodils for joy and happiness, yellow roses for a new beginning, and goldenrod for good fortune.”

“Thanks, Evan, these look fantastic.”

Evan smiles at that and goes to wrap the flowers up. “I-if you don’t, um, don’t mind. Who are the-they for?”

“My sister, her wedding is tomorrow, and the rehearsal dinner is tonight, she’s marrying her college roommate, super cheesy, but they are good for each other.”

“That’s ni-nice,” Evan finishes tying a bow around the flowers and then hands them to Connor, “Ten fifty please.”

Connor hands over the money, gives Evan another smile and then leaves with the bouquet in hand.

For the next two months, Connor continuously comes into Evan’s shop. They’ve developed a sort of routine, Evan brings them both drinks in the morning, coffee for Connor and tea for Evan, then during lunch, Connor comes into Evan’s shop to eat with him in the break room, sometimes they go out though. Their shops close at the same time, so occasionally they will grab dinner together, on Wednesdays, Connor comes up to Evan’s apartment, which is just above the shop and where his mother lived before she moved in with her boyfriend, well fiancé now, Kyle Heere. They watch the episode of Survivor that airs, while eating a bunch of stove popped popcorn.

On Saturdays, Evan goes with Connor to his apartment to do a movie night. They order out, and share a pint of ice cream, while watching whatever movie they had randomly selected that night. Usually, Wednesday nights end up with Connor’s head in Evan’s lap, while Evan mindlessly rakes his fingers through Connor’s long hair. On Saturdays, Evan is usually asleep before the movie is even over, his head resting in Connor’s lap, or on his shoulder. Connor always wakes him about ten minutes after the movie ends, prolonging the feeling of Evan sleeping on him.

Both boys wished that this could happen every night. Both boys wish that their friendship was more than that. Both boys wished they could have the courage to tell the other this. Both boys knew it would be awhile before they did.

Six months after they had first met, Connor was sitting on the counter, next to the cash register in the flower shop, when a guy, most likely around his and Evan’s age, walked in the door. He was shorter than Connor, defiantly taller than Evan. He wore glasses, and his hair was a dark brown.

“Yo, Evan!” The guy shouts, completely ignoring Connor, as Connor openly stared at him.

Evan hurried out of the back room, wiping the dirt on his hand, onto his jeans. “Jared, you’re early.”

“I got bored, my class was canceled because the professor is sick. So, I decided to come here early! Obviously, I’m better than just sitting here alone.”

“Jar-Jared, I’m not alone, remember whe-when I mentioned Con-Connor?”

“Yeah? So?”

“That’s Connor.” Evan points to Connor, who was still sitting next to the cash register.

“Oh, hey man,” Jared greets, giving a small wave. “Evan has told me a lot about you, is your hair really as soft as Evan says it is?”

At that comment Evan sends a glare to Jared, as Connor laughs, a light blush dusting his cheeks.

“I believe it is, my sister gave me dove shampoo as a joke one year for Christmas, and I liked how it made my hair feel, so I kept buying the stuff.” Connor shrugs his shoulders as he hops off the counter. “Anyway, I should be getting home, Zoe and Alana are coming over for dinner, and since Zoe is pregnant now, she has really weird cravings. I’ve gotta get prepared for that.”

“Al-alright! I’ll see you tomorrow morning, right?” Evan asks, twisting his hands in the hem of his shirt.

“Course Ev.” Connor pulls Evan into a hug, waves at Jared, then leaves the store.

One minute of silence later, Jared turns to the nervous blond haired boy. “Dude, he is so into you. When are you planning on turning those movie nights of yours into date nights?”

“Shut, shut up Jared. He isn’t in-into me.”

“I dunno what planet you’re living on, but Connor is totally in love with you. The way he looked at you is the way my Dad looks at my mom when she’s babbling on about whatever story she’s currently writing.” At Jared’s words, Evan’s face gets as red as a rose. “Look, man, all I’m saying is, if you don’t ask him out soon. You might miss your chance.”

“But How am I su-suppose to do that!” Evan cries out. He’s never asked anyone out, and has only gone on a grand total of three dates. He doesn’t know how he should ask Connor out, much less how to proceed with the date if he even says yes.

“Relax dude, I know exactly how to handle this. Connor seems to be exactly like my sister’s boyfriend, and she asked him out so, we’ll base it off of what she did.”

“Bu-but Jenny is a lot mo-more comfortable around people!”

“And you’re comfortable around Connor. Please Evan, just trust me.”

Evan thinks for a moment. Honestly, he really does want to ask Connor out, and since he has no idea how to do that, Jared could help. He just hopes this doesn’t ruin what he already has with the tattooed-covered boy.

Two days later, as Connor walks into the flower shop, he notices that Evan is in the back room. Connor, deciding that he should sneak up on his friend, quietly walks around the counter, and goes to push open the half-cracked door when he hears Evan on the phone. Initially, he wasn’t going to listen in, but that was before he heard Evan mention his name.

“-Okay, but I’m still nervous. I always am! What if Connor doesn’t like me as more than a friend, and he thinks I’m really creepy, and never wants to talk to me again!”

Connor is a surprised at hearing that Evan likes him, but his happiness soon takes over that surprise, as he shoves the door open, and runs towards a shocked Evan.

“Trust me Ev, if I thought you liking me was creepy, I’d be a huge hypocrite.” Connor pulls back from the hug, smiling down at Evan.

“I, uh, you heard that?”

“Yeah, sorry about that, I didn’t mean to listen in, but I’m glad I did. What do you say we go out to dinner tonight? It’ll be like normal, except this time we call it a date, yeah?”

“Yeah, that sounds perfect.”

“Perfect,” Connor repeats, as he places a soft kiss on Evan’s cheek.

“And that is how I met your papa.” Connor finishes, placing a soft kiss on Evan’s head, hugging him from behind.”

“Damn dad, why didn’t you wait to see how papa was going to ask you out?” Their daughter, Vivian, asks.

“Well, Viv, I was just too overjoyed by the fact that someone as amazing as your papa liked me, that I just couldn’t wait. Plus, who knows if Ev would have actually followed through with it.”

Vivian and Danny laugh, knowing all too well how nervous their papa can get.

“Hey, I would have asked you out! Eventually, probably with Jared doing most of the work, but it would have happened.” Evan counter reacts, swatting at his husband’s hands that were still placed around his waist. “Now come on, your first day of finals are tomorrow, you need to rest up. Junior year is important.

The teens grumble as they walk down the hall to their respective rooms.

“We did good with them, didn’t we.”

“Yeah, we did.”

Connor turns Evan around in his arms, and leans down to give Evan a slow and soft kiss. Even after being together for twenty years, Evan still feels like a teenager, in lover for the first time, when kissing Connor. He never wants this feeling to go away.

[i-will-sing-no-requiem]

Hi!! Im your grishaverse secret santa.

I have some questions for you:

1. What's your favorite colour?

2. Whos your favorite musician, and whats your favorite song?

3. Whos your favorite grishaverse character?

Its nice to meet you :)

Hi! it's great to hear from you!

My favourite colour is blue (either like a light bluish green or a really dark blue) or dark purple

My favourite musician is Taylor Swift, but some others I really like right now are Hozier, Maisie Peters, Noah Kahan, and Peach PRC some of my favourite songs are Dear John, Cardigan, All Too Well, This is me trying, Champagne problems, and Castles crumbling by Taylor Swift, The Band and I, Two Weeks Ago, Wendy, Yoko, History of Man by Maisie Peters, I Carrion, Francesca, Jackie and Wilson, Take Me To Church, Cherry Wine, and Talk by Hozier, Strawberry Wine, Orange Juice, Call Your Mom, Halloween, Dial Drunk, Stick Season by Noah Kahan, Heavy, Dear Inner Child, Colourblind, Favourite Person, and Loved You Before by Peach PRC. Some of my other favourites are Hey Now by Hillsburn, No Children by the Mountain Goats, That Part by Lauren Spencer Smith, [Redacted] by Leanna Firestone. and I really like musical theatre so basically any songs from Dear Evan Hansen, Six, Hamilton, 36 Questions, Les Miserables (sorry i know that was a lot but i was trying to name as many different ones as I could think of

My favourite Grishaverse character is Inej, closely followed by Jesper, and then Wylan (in the books and the show), I'm not as much of a fan of the shadow and bone characters as the crows but my favourite of them would probably be Nikolai or Genya

I hope this helps! Can't wait to see what you make

[dearevanhansensecretsanta]

Gift from @crabcrown for @silvernyxa!!! They don’t have internet, so they asked me to post it on Christmas for you c:

[richgoranski]

Hey @wirtless , guess who your backup @dearevanhansensecretsanta is??? Happy Holidays and a happy new year, buddy!!! Here’s some bandtrees to start the year off right. I love you so much!!! (insp)