#deh x gender neutral reader

[boba-beom]

ᥫ᭡⋆｡˚⊹  I Like U (sorry, I never meant to) | part 1 — 'don't drop her!'

pairing: beomgyu x gn!reader

genre: fluff, romance | non-idol au, strangers to friends to ???

synopsis: after meeting one of your best friend’s friends, you initially found him attractive and thought he’d be a careless crush that would soon dissipate into nothing. that is, until a series of events proved you wrong and perhaps those feelings lingered longer than they should have. would something become of it?

warning(s): slice of life, slow burn(ish), mentions of food, physical affection, bickering, more mentions of star signs, I will try my best to make it as gender neutral as possible as some parts are based off from my perspective. if there's anything I've missed, let me know!

wc: 3.2k

a/n: this celebration I am referring to is very big in the filipino culture. it's called a philippine 'debut' (deh-boo). it's to celebrate one who is coming of age, entering adulthood as a young woman.

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5 months have passed since your first interaction with Beomgyu. however, it was not the last time you had interacted. after you accepted his follow request and followed him back on instagram, you've been going back and forth liking each other's stories, recommending songs and sharing playlists with each other after you found out he also listens to the same niche artist as you. you may have overreacted, but none of your friends knew the artist until you saw his story with your favourite song posted to it.

to think that this happened over the course of the summer vacation, you were almost unfazed that you would be meeting him again for Tara's birthday. almost. you were extremely excited to visit the island again, after discussing Tara's 18th birthday celebrations, along with receiving her invitations through the post. you told yourself that all thoughts unrelated to Tara's birthday were to be pushed to the back of your head, making sure that this was going to be unforgettable and you wanted to prioritise that.

Tara has always been one to be interested in star-gazing, knowing things about star signs; whether she can guess people's star signs based off of their personality traits, or even upon first or second meeting.

you recall the facetime call you had with your best friend just a couple of days before your trip to the island. she had asked a huge favour from you — which was to help with the decorations. after knowing Tara for more than half of your life you know that they will go above and beyond when it comes to celebrations. be it weddings, birthdays, anniversaries, seasonal holidays; her and her family will do the most and it's their branding at this point.

now that you're back on the island again, you've missed everything about it. the greenery of the fields, trees arching over roads creating beautiful tunnels by nature, the fact that your best friend lives by the beach and how beautiful it would be to watch the sunrise and set with the sound of the waves rolling over the shell beach.

"hey, we've got guests coming over just after lunch. we can decorate later this evening, is that okay with you?" Tara wraps her arms around your shoulders, interrupting your gaze on your phone from the pictures of the sunrise you took earlier that morning.

"yeah that's no problem, need me to help you with anything?" you tilt your head to nudge her temple, responding to her affectionate gesture.

"actually, could you just finish the rest of those centre pieces, please?" you hum in response, "oh, and I heard Beomgyu's going to be on his way soon." she shrugs, walking out of the living room to call her other friends to discuss the time for cotillion practice.

Beomgyu. it's been a while since you've seen the name, let alone hear it. you wonder if it'll be a little awkward seeming as the last time you spoke was mid summer. there's not a lot you know about this guy, really, other than the fact that his texts are completely opposite to how he is in person; pretty dry.

pushing those thoughts aside, you pick up the glue gun and start gluing a small assortment of three to four blue and yellow roses in the small glass, cylindrical centre pieces. each centre piece had table numbers handwritten in pretty cursive handwriting, remembering that it must have been by one of Tara's friends.

each cylinder had mini battery-operated fairy lights, pulling the vision together. though there were several elements left for the remaining decorations. the completed ones were starting to look really pretty altogether.

you gather the completed centre pieces and place them in a brown cardboard box, ready for the next batch until you hear the familiar tone of Tara's voice greeting someone by the front door.

"hey Beomgyu, you're super early." you hear her laugh, "y/n's inside, you remember them, right?"

"of course." he says, walking in and making brief eye contact with you sitting on the carpeted floor.

your eyes widen slightly, brows raised and unexpected to meet him again. his hair has started to grow a little longer compared to the last time you saw him. the front pieces of his hair just about grazing his brows, and the back just touching the bottom of his nape.

"y/n?" he calls out, snapping you out of whatever it was that you were stuck in momentarily, "I asked if you need any help?" now he's sitting in the armchair by the window.

"oh. no I'm good, almost done anyway. Thank you though." you politely smile up at him, watching him take his phone out of his pocket and turning it on.

"suit it yourself." he shrugs nonchalantly, his eyes leaving yours and onto his phone's screen. you scoff a little, ignoring his response.

it was silent in the living room for almost an hour, just the occasional mini conversations between you and Tara, or Tara and Beomgyu talking about certain points of the cotillion. they were partners after all.

once you've finished with the remaining smaller decorations, you stand up to stretch before walking over to start the final decoration — Tara's name decor — which was to be placed by the display near the front inside the venue. it was her first name along with her middle name, and although they weren't long, you were aware that the process would be. having to sketch out her name in cursive, then to paint it in gold and to glue gold glitter all over it.

Beomgyu, on the other hand, started the large '18' cardboard cutout with collage photos of Tara from the photoshoot that she took a couple of months back. the pictures were beautiful, especially the few from the beach. she was standing where the mini waves were just touching her feet while she was wearing a long, black chiffon-layered dress with a spaghetti-strap. the sunset in the background created a pretty silhouette with the layers of the chiffon dress blown in the wind, and you were then starting to realise that your best friend is about to be a young woman. the thought of that was almost enough to make you emotional. almost. there's still two more days until the big day.

you start on the sketching, outlining the letters on the A1 styrofoam board, until you hear Beomgyu playing some songs from what you thought was the playlist he recommended to you. you pause for a second or two, trying to figure out which song it was and it was one of the first songs that you recommended to him months ago. smiling to yourself, you assume he compiled songs from both playlists and created a new one after listening further in the playlist.

"Beomgyu, y/n, I need you here." Tara calls after you both, her brows are scrunched up and eyes narrowed at the screen of her laptop as she watches a cotillion choreography that she's inspired from.

the sandy, blonde-haired male looks over at you, his head tilting towards Tara, essentially letting you get up and go to her first. he follows after, trailing a little behind you as you take the seat beside Tara while Beomgyu stays standing behind the both of you, just about leaning over your head.

"okay so," she starts, "I'm thinking of adding an extra move, but it's just at the very end." you watch the video as she presses play and observe the way the debutant's partner gave her a few twirls before preparing to lift her by the hip, then doing half a turn while the debutant was lifted.

you notice the way Tara pouts as she pauses the video and looks over to you and Beomgyu. your brows almost knit together, thinking that it would add a nice touch to the end of the cotillion, but realistically this was all in Beomgyu's hands. literally.

"personally, I think it would look really nice. and I know for a fact that your dress is going to look beautiful during that turn." you replay the video as the three of you rewatch it and notice the way the debutant's dress flows slightly in the air, almost in slow motion. it also reminds you of that one picture from the photoshoot and you were so sure that they'd regret it if they don't try it out.

"I don't know. the debut is in two days and tomorrow we're literally going to be spending the day to decorate the venue, and then—"

"Beomgyu, calm down, you haven't even tried it yet." you turn around and look up at him rolling his eyes at you. "try it out before the rest arrives for practice."

"y/n, are you being for real right now?" his lips twist, he's not convinced just yet, you think.

"come onnnn, Beomgyu try it out~" you sing song, "for Tara." you put your arm over your best friend's shoulders, bringing her in closer while she pouts at him.

it's always hard for Beomgyu to turn Tara down for anything. you'd think their relationship is pretty tight, but as they grew up together and being only two years apart they have that sibling energy about them. Tara is Beomgyu's weak spot, and this is the first time you've witnessed it.

"okay, fine." he sighs, defeated, but you see him smile over to Tara while ruffling the top of her head. you had no clue that you had been staring at the interaction between them for a second too long until Beomgyu calls out your name again. "you need to make sure I do it properly, I'm doing this for Tara." his voice was a little stern towards you, but it didn't bother you too much. he sounded quite defensive over the fact that he isn't doing this because you convinced him to, but you knew that that was exactly the reason why.

Tara makes her way out the back door into the garden, it was big enough to fit six pairings for the cotillion. to your surprise, she's only just told you that they have been practicing for three weeks and they only managed to remember everything the week that had just passed.

you sit on the stool by the door, facing the garden as you wait for the two to get into position for the ending of the cotillion. the pair face each other for a couple of seconds before Beomgyu twirls Tara twice, preparing for the lift. he lifts her hip onto the side of his leg, attempting to pivot in place for the turn with the other leg, but they stumble a little and Beomgyu lets go of Tara. you stand up as quick as you can to catch Tara from tripping forward and falling over.

"don't drop her!" you shout at Beomgyu. he looks at you with bland eyes, deadpan towards you.

"well, this was your idea, right?" he huffs. "I'd like to see you try."

"am I her partner?" you retort, your hands still holding onto Tara's forearm while she stands properly.

"guys, it's fine. Beomgyu, let's try again." Tara looks directly into your eyes and then Beomgyu after, her way of getting the both of you to stop arguing.

after a few attempts of the ending routine, it eventually got better to the point Tara wanted to try it out along with the music to make sure they get the timing right. you also suggest to take a video so they can review it after and they both agree. your index finger hovers over the space bar, patiently waiting for Tara to indicate when to press play.

you watch them do the routine once more until the crucial part came about, "okay, and now!" you shout as soon as the music reaches the part where the lift starts.

you watch beomgyu lift Tara steadily with a clean landing — no stumbling over or minor trips in sight. the music fades as it ends and you end the video before applauding them while you make your way toward them.

"see, I knew you could do it." you nudge Beomgyu, passing him the phone and notice the corners of his lips twitch upwards as he watches the successful move.

Tara's pleased to say the least, looking over at the phone at the same time and giving you the biggest smile.

"I know I'm terrible at thinking of things and adding things last minute, but I think that was one of my best ideas." she crosses her arms, proud of the decision she made regardless of the trouble it caused, especially between you and Beomgyu.

"yeah, you're lucky your partner was eventually convinced to do it." you tease.

"okay, okay. I get it. at least we've got that sorted out now." Beomgyu sighs, not amused with you repeating how you were right.

after heading back inside the house, you check the time and it's still early for the rest of Tara's friends to arrive for the practice. thinking of getting food before they arrive was the best idea, but Tara was called to have a dress rehearsal in case of any more altering. so it was down to you and Beomgyu to go and get food.

༺ ༻

you were grateful that the weather was good for a nice walk; the air was mildly warm with the smallest bit of breeze blown through your hair every now and then.

following Beomgyu in silence wasn't as bad as you thought. he walks in front of you, and you notice the wire of his white earphones dangling out of his pocket while he had the other in his ear.

"what song are you listening to?" you spoke up a little quieter than you expected. luckily you were just around the corner to the pizza shop, so you both stop once you cross the narrow, one way road.

"over eighty-five." he glances at you, holding eye contact for what felt like a minute to you and turns around to walk into the pizza shop.

he left you dumbfounded, remembering that that was the song that started the whole exchanging songs ordeal. you mindlessly blink at the shop front a couple of times before following suit, waiting behind him as he orders four boxes of pizzas for the group later on.

his voice is gentle when he talks to the owner of the shop. there's a lot of people in this part of the island, and everyone knows each other, if not, know of each other.

the way they exchange in conversation seems like he comes here often, the middle-aged man laughs at a bit and you see how endearing it was to see the interaction.

nevertheless, you had to set aside that it could potentially be the fact that the leo in Beomgyu is loving the attention, or it could even just be the big heart in him. either way, quietly observing them kept you entertained until he walked toward you, waiting beside you.

"Beomgyu?" your voice a little louder this time compared to earlier. he turns his head towards you, raising his brow with a hum. he isn't as firm as he was earlier, and he could physically see your shoulders relax in the smallest way possible. "can we go see that coffee shop that we walked past on the way here?"

to his surprise, that was not what he was expecting. he can sense that you've been tip-toeing around him since he arrived at Tara's house, but that doesn't mean he doesn't like you.

"yeah, we can do. we'll take the shortcut there, it'll be quicker on the way back too." he flashes you the same gentle smile he gave you the first time you met, and you notice a small dimple that disappeared not even in a fraction of a second. kinda cute.

༺ ༻

as soon as the pizzas were ready, the shop owner bids the both of you goodbye with a polite smile. you and Beomgyu split the pizza boxes to carry them back while you take up a different route, again, leaving it up to the island boy.

"how long are you staying this time anyway?" he asks you, half turning his head to face you but also making sure he watches where he's walking.

"oh, we're leaving the day after Tara's birthday. so not long, really." you reply with a shrug that he wasn't able to see anyway. you had hoped to stay longer than last time, but it was just about the same amount of days.

"I see." you almost miss his response with his quiet voice, along with a car that had driven past the both of you. but you wonder why he asked, though you knew he was probably curious like the others.

"is Soobin coming for the cotillion practice?" you remembered Soobin abruptly, he was more approachable compared to Beomgyu from the first time you met, and you remember everything clearly.

"yeah." there he is with the short responses again. you almost thought you had somewhat managed to get through to him, but it's going to be tricky with someone like him. you can't read him just yet and you're curious whether it's the same for everyone or it's just a 'you thing'.

after walking for a few more silent minutes, you see the cute, rustic coffee shop that caught your eye from earlier. this time, you were able to scan through the menu that's hung up outside on a brown clip board, reading out the set menu and the coffee of the day.

you balance the piled pizza boxes on your hip as you take your phone out to take a quick photo. Beomgyu doesn't hesitate to take the boxes from your hold and pile it on top of his.

your brows raise from the action, looking up at him with a smile followed after. "oh, thanks."

"just so the pizza won't fall. we have people to feed." his response was blunt but you still thanked him for the gesture. he faces to the side while he waits for you to finish taking your pictures, but you couldn't ignore the way the sun shines over him and some shadows from the lamppost lay over him.

you love taking photos in general. some say you're talented and you should be a photographer, but you just find it as a hobby and you don't want to take that fun aspect away.

finding a photogenic subject with a beautiful background was not easy to find, until you turn around to see exactly that. you had no second thoughts to take a picture or two of Beomgyu's side profile — to which you were extremely fascinated by — only capturing from his shoulders and up.

"let's go? I think they'll be there soon." Beomgyu speaks up, eyes meeting the sight of you holding your phone up and facing him, causing you to swiftly tuck your phone back into your pocket and reach out for the two boxes that Beomgyu took from you.

he turns quickly, so you miss and briefly grab nothing but the air where you were initially reaching out for.

"it's okay. I got it." is all he says before he continues walking in the direction of a different shortcut. a smile is twitching upon his lips as he senses you trailing behind him in confusion. if there's something you didn't know about him, it's that he's extremely observant, and his peripheral vision never fails him.

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[datingdonovan]

Hey! I wish you well. I don't have a lot of experience with sending requests, but I really liked 10:45am. Do you have any intentions of making a sequence? If you do, would you mind tagging me? I just started reading Haikyuu × Reader content again, and Yamaguchi has always been my favourite (and it's always a bit difficult to find real gender neutral content for him) so 10:45am is just so sweet and cute. I'd love to see more of it.

— Hunter.

omg, Hunter! This is so sweet. Thank you for the note. I used to be much more involved in the hq fandom and actually recently sort of started posting my little writings again, so I really miss interacting with people and this note was such a welcome surprise! I ended up writing kind of a long explanation/series of thoughts in response so im gonna put a read more just to be respectful of the dash lol

I'm glad you like the gn reader - I do really try to do that and I'm so glad it was a positive side of the ficlet for you. Sometimes I slip up because I'm usually just inserting myself - ha ha - but with all my newer fics I do really try hard not to overly gender the reader!!!

I didn't have any intention of continuing on that particular piece, but I am going through a yamaguchi phase so might end up writing more for him in general. I do have a longer fic or potentially a series in mind that focuses on yamaguchi x reader over the course of a long road trip, with tsukki as reader's ex, so some similar themes there. also, I drafted and never finished a longer fic/series with a slightly similar situation to 10:45am, but with Suna (idk if you like him but if you liked the general situation it might appeal), and I am debating on whether or not to post some of that to my blog even if I end up never finishing it lol.

right now I am knee deep in writing a very long deh fanfic so I am not really sure if any of my longer hq fic ideas will come to fruition anytime soon, but if there are any other characters or situations you like let me know and I may have a drabble in my drafts - I feel like I'm probably more inclined right now to write short hq things than a longer, more involved fic, just since I'm already wayyyyy on that for my deh fic lol. here is my mini masterlist of hq ficlets (not updated since like last year lol before I started writing again for hq again recently), but you may want to give it a look and see if there are other boys you like - at some point i started to get into writing for boys that I felt were sort of underrated/random, so there might be something that catches your eye. let me know your thoughts bc I have never really taken requests but I'd be open to giving it a try sometime hahaha! but like I said I've had yamaguchi massively on the brain lately, so if you want I can also tag you in other random things I end up writing for him if you want! thank you so much for the message this was so sweet and I'm so glad you liked the piece :) <3

[i-also-miss-our-talks]

Connor x theatre nerd! reader whereby he reader may ramble a lot idk mannn thanks anyway ily💛

Sorry it took so long! Here are some head cannons, my friend! And, whats this? Gender neutral? I hope so, at least! I tried the best I could! Let me know if I miss something!

WC: 596

Warnings: Swearing

Masterlist

so the first time you met Connor you were partnered up for Biology

you had to dissect a frog

ew

gross

anyway

Connor was having trouble cutting the frog with the scalpel

so he just stabbed it

of course you’re like “Connor wtf?”

and he shrugged and muttered “he had it coming”

oH SHIT

HE HAD IT COMING

HE ONLY HAD HIMSELF TO BLAME

and Connor is taken aback like “Y/N wtf?”

you start going on and on about Cell Block Tango and then the entirety of Chicago

you were almost finished when the bell rang

you sighed and cleaned up the stabbed frog while Connor put away the lab papers

you put on your backpack and started walking away when Connor tapped your shoulder

“aren’t you gonna finish?”

“finish what?”

“talking about that fucking musical. you seemed so excited about it i figured i might as well let you fucking finish.”

squee!

you smiled brightly and walked with him down the hallway to the lunch room, blabbing on and on about the rest of Chicago and getting into a bit of Wicked because that somehow slipped into the conversation

then Connor said “is there any you think i might like?”

because we all know that boy has nothing better to do than watch bootlegs

you nod and quickly looked him up and down

“Newsies”

(you actually knew what musical to recommend him since you first saw him. the looking was just because whoa did Connor Murphy just become suddenly hotter?)

Connor handed you his phone and said “put in your number and send Newsies to me”

and you’re like “ok”

fast forward to the end of the school year because I’m a lazy shark

you and Connor Murphy are bff’s and everyone knows it so they don’t even dare to mess with you

(your parents totally ship you btw)

so anyway

Connor is driving you and Zoe to school like always. today you’re blasting Motown cause everyone needs a little Motown in the morning

so Connor parks the car and Zoe quickly gets out while you guys finish the song. when its done, Connor hands you a shoe box

and again you’re like “Connor wtf?”

“fucking open it”

you open it and gasp. inside is a plane ticket and three broadway show tickets. (you can choose your favorite shows because Connor would know exactly what they are)

and you look at him and he’s holding up his own plane and show tickets

“after school gets out on Friday we’re heading to the airport so get all your shit packed. i already talked with your parents. they’re cool with just the two of us going.”

sQUEE!

you throw your arms around him

“thank you thank you thank you! Connor you’re the best! i could just kiss you!”

“then do it”

tbh you are shook by his answer but you don’t hesitate. you slam your lips onto his chapped ones

(seriously you gotta buy this dude some chapstick or something)

and then you go to school hand in hand because TA DA you’re a couple now

then you go to New York

weeeeeeee

both of you?

alone in a hotel room?

for a week?

y’all know things get steamy

but it’s okay cause its consent and you dorks love each other

bonus!

during a steamy time you took slightly longer to get your shirt off

and Connor mumbled “whatcha waiting for?”

bOI

WELCOME TO MY CANDY STORE

TIME FOR YOU TO PROVE YOU’RE NOT A LOSER ANYMORE

STEP INTO MY CANDY STORE

“Y/N wtf?”

the end

[chincilla-on-the-moon]

Work of Art

Request: hey there :0 recently found yr blog and i just wanna say yr writing is really good! i saw yr requests were “openish” so if this is an inconvenience then that’s ok and you don’t have to write anything :) but connor murphy w a male reader who likes to draw? and he draws them together in his free time? maybe babies connor a lot in private too? (^^*)if you decide to do this, ty! if not, that’s ok too! keep up the good work ♡🦑 Word Count: 498 Words Warnings: Connor being insecure Author’s Note: heyy...how yall doin... so sorry to the anon that requested this it took me a year and then some to finally write it and it’s bad... anyways... have a good day/night :) <3

You were sitting in the art room one day during study hall as usual when all of a sudden someone else came into the room

You were startled because usually, it’s just you and the art teacher this period.

A boy, probably another student judging by the style of his clothes, came in, nodded his head at your teacher as a greeting, signed in, and sat at a table on the other side of the room

He took out a sketchbook that looked very well loved with stickers all over the front and back covers

He could feel your eyes on him and looked over

You quickly put your head down and felt the tips of your ears grow warm in embarrassment

After that, the two of you drew in your respective sketchbooks silently

The period passed and you didn’t leave the room as you had actual art class next period but neither did the mystery boy

Once the rest of your classmates were settled into their seats, except for the mystery boy,  Ms.Anne stood up in front of the class, “Hello Everyone! I hope you’ve all had a good day so far. As you can see we have a new student with us. This is Connor Murphy, he just started here so please help him feel welcome. Connor, you can sit at the table back there with Y/N.”

You felt your eyes grow wide, no one has sat next to you for the whole year why did that have to change now?

He searched for a minute before his eyes found yours

He came and sat down next to you and you decided to introduce yourself to make him feel welcome or whatever Ms.Anne said.

Surprisingly he responded and you two talked through the rest of the period and the rest is history.

He quickly became your favorite thing to draw

At first, you kept the drawings hidden in fear of him being creeped out but as you grew closer you eventually showed him the drawings

He cried when he saw them because he never imagined someone seeing him in a positive way like you did

Soon after you showed him the drawings the two of you started dating

You loved that you were now able to give him all the affection he deserved (never in public though because he had a reputation to uphold)

And now you could make him pose for all the drawings you want

He drew you on occasion but was insecure about his art even though you constantly assured him it was incredible

For your one-year anniversary, you drew Connor’s favorite picture of the two of you

Once he opened it and saw what it was he practically jumped at you to kiss you and give you the biggest hug

You two stayed like that for a while

For all your anniversaries after that you drew his favorite picture of the two of you from the last year <3

[write-bout-idiots]

Bad days headcanons | deh guys

Connor: 

• You both have bad days pretty often, usually the two of you are feeling low on the same days.

• Connor knows you feel bad when you’re too quiet, but sometimes you’re like that when you are concentrating for school.

• so he makes a test: plays your favorite songs and if you don’t sing along he starts to worry.

• First of all, he leaves the music on the loudest he can.

• then he sits beside you just waiting and letting you pick on his nail polish until you decide what to do.

• Sometimes you vent about what happened in the day, or how you’re feeling.

• He tries his best not to get angry and just listen while you cuddle and wait for a delivery of tacos.

• sometimes you just hug him and cry for hours while he plays with your hair and whispers things to make you laugh.

• secretly he doesn’t like to put you against his chest because he gets scared every time you cry without explaining what’s wrong and his heart goes really fast.

• but he does it anyway because he knows his scent calms you down.

• and sometimes you just want to let go and he’s very happy to please whatever you want to do with him.

• This last one usually happens when he also had a bad day or you’re angry.

Evan:

• You two are very clingy and maybe too empathetic?

• You cuddle and cry together.

• Evan’s therapist told him that holding back the feelings is very bad so he makes sure you let everything go.

• You scream and cry for a while and when you’re done you spend hours talking about nothing.

• Evan has a lot to say and his voice is relaxing to you, so he just says everything he keeps to himself throughout the day.

• He lays down on his bed beside you and takes off his shirt and you trace things on his back while he talks.

• You usually end up falling asleep, cuddling.

• Basically every bad day turns into a nap date.

• and because of this Heidi has found you late at night and Evan freaks out every time.

• (because he’s shirtless! with you!! on his bed!!! What is she going to think?!?)

• anyway, he’s adorable and he never stops repeating how much he loves you.

• He likes pretty much the same when he’s feeling bad but he also enjoys making apple pies.

• You do most of the work but he cuts the crust and makes little figures (mostly different kinds of leaves)

• When it’s ready you make hot chocolate and watch foreign films while you eat it.

Jared:

• Believe it or not, he’s the one that has more bad days.

• He likes to say that his whole life is a bad day.

• His worst days are when his jokes get too real™ and you have to sit him down to talk about what’s bothering him.

• He cries like a baby for half an hour and then comes back to make jokes.

• Oh but when YOU have a bad day.

• His world collapses, mainly because you don’t find funny anything he says.

• So he freaks out and does everything he can think of to help

• He orders three different foods and four different desserts from different places.

• gets you blankets but offers to open a window if you’re too hot.

• has six different options for movies or various genres.

• or asks if you just want to watch him play a video game.

• never asks you to talk about what is wrong but has clarified multiple times that if you want to do it you just have to ask him to sit down and he’ll understand what you want.

• and he does.

• He sits there and listens, makes respectful and helpful comments and suggestions and never let’s go of your hand.

• cuddles while watching movies.

• This is random but he also likes to put his cold feet on your stomach to make you laugh when the movie is getting too sad.

• *crying* “I told you we should put a fucking rom-com y/n, why do you do this to me?”

(A/N:  For some reason I couldn’t think of anything for Zoe and Alana?  Feel free to add some if you want to! I would love it! Also my english is probably very bad but i’m really proud of these so if you can correct me, do it nicely please!)

[bwoadway]

first date with connor headcanons?

-Connor is the sweetest boy

-he takes you to a nice restaurant

-the boy cannot stop giving you compliments.

-but hes not the best at it

-”Your eyes are like this bowl of soup”

-Connor you didn’t order soup”

-”shut up let me finish. If i look into them for too long I’m scared I’ll drown.”

-”…..is that from Trolls…..”

-”IM NOT A POET Y/N”

-Connor is super polite

-He pulls the chair out for you and everything

-He’s Really focused on making you happy

-while you two were talking he accidentally knocks his water onto the ground

-he gets up and yells “F*CK”

-everyone goes silents and looks over.

-you two just burst out laughing

-you get kicked out of the restaurant 

-He drives to a park nearby and you two lay in the bed of the truck 

-Connor loves star gazing 

-SO of course on the first date, star gazing 

 -you two lay there for hours 

-”your hair is as soft as…… I DON’T KNOW BUT HUN I LIKE YOUR HAIR”

-you two burst out laughing

-”Aww, thanks.”

 -you fall asleep ontop of him and he gently carries you into the truck 

 -he drives you home and wakes you up when you get there 

 -you kiss him goodnight and he’s the happiest boy in the world

Sorry this took so long ive been busy with school :(

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clingy Alana Beck x Reader headcanons ((i didn’t know how to title this))

aA/N: ok so these are terrible but I never write or do anything with Alana and I feel bad because she's such a great character 

I promised a fic today but you get these instead ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ -She is SUPER possessive of you -She doesn't like PDA, but enjoys being able to be by you at all times -She gives reallllllllly good hugs -You met her in an English class after working on a project together -((you're both pretty dang smart)) -When you're not really paying attention to her, she WILL make you -"Babe. Babe. Babe. Babe. BABE. Pay attention to meeeeeee." -You like to study together and cuddle at the same time -Your study dates are the best,,, like seriously -You'll go to some sort of small cafe and hold hands under the table -She makes you blush so much ahh -People don't really know you're dating, they just sort of think that you're best friends? -But once they find out, it's super obvious -She's always touching you somehow -Whether it's holding hands, hugging, etc. -She's always whispering cute things in your ear -"Psst. Babe." "Yeah?" "You're adorable." -She gives you pet names that are little puns on your name -They're soooo cute -Your first kiss was really awkward but amazing -She always asks before she kisses you just to make sure -She gets scared a lot that you're too good for her -You spend hours upon hours trying to tell her that you won't leave her -She calls you the best thing that ever happened to her -You guys are probably a super cute couple

[interstellarflowers]

Connor Murphy x Reader (Request) | Beautiful

a/n This was a request in which Connor Murphy likes you but you can’t believe him because you’re chubby (which is totally adorable btw Connor Murphy and I both love you.) Also, I’m so glad to be getting DEH requests I really thought that I was like the only one who was still super into it haha. This Connor is a bit OC, honestly more Evan’s Connor, but in this Connor DOES have a friend so that’s why. I did try to include a little bit of Connor in it though. Also, this is gender neutral!

t/w self issues, cursing, angst

Looking in the mirror always seemed like a daunting task to you. Looking at the front, turning to the sides, picking yourself apart piece by piece. You sigh and jump back on your bed as you hear your bedroom door push open. Connor Murphy has returned from the bathroom.

“I’m back, miss me?” You roll your eyes at him,

“Yeah, sure, it’s been a whole three minutes.”

“Three minutes is a long ass time.”

“I’m a long ass time.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I don’t know.”

Connor shrugs at you and turns around to take a book out of his school bag, infamously dubbed a part of the ‘school shooter chic’ look by Jared Kleinman. Honestly fuck that guy, thank goodness Jeremy Heere was there to tell him to shut up, what a saint of a classmate that guy was.

“Wuthering Heights time?” Connor asked you holding up the novel and shrugging at you again, the first five chapters were just assigned that day.

“But it’s a Friday,” you whine, “Can’t we do it tomorrow?”

“Fine,” Connor puts the book back into his bag, “But don’t be complaining when we have to read all five chapters tomorrow morning.”

“I won’t!”

“You definitely will.”

You pout at him before falling back on your bed, automatically feeling self-conscious as your shirt lifts up and you sit back up. Connor jumps on the bed and lays down next to you,

“What do you feel like doing?”

You shrug at Connor in response too lost in your thoughts of what just happened and if he saw and if he cared. Why did you care so much about what your best friend thought of your body? Probably because you were a little bit in love with him. You were a little bit in love with the way the green in his eyes came out in the sunlight. You were a little bit in love with the way he grew his hair long over the summer. You were a little in love with the way his nail polish was always chipped. You were a little in love with the way he spoke to you. You were a little in love with the way he looked at you. A little in love with the way he made you laugh. Okay, maybe a lot in love, but you would never let him know that.

You and Connor ended up deciding to watch a movie. Then ended up debating for an hour over what movie to watch, before finally deciding to watch (500) Days of Summer, quite an emo classic. Nearing the end of the film Connor turns to you,

“I hate how he thinks she belongs to him because they like the same music.”

“I hate that he waits until it’s too late.” Connor looks at you after you finish your sentence, in deep thought, conflicted.

“You hate that he waited until it was too late?”

“I mean-yeah of course,” you begin to explain, “If he was so sure they were meant to be shouldn’t he have-”

“(y/n), I’m in love with you.” You laugh,

“Very funny Connor, anyways, he would have-”

“I’m serious.”

You go rigid. He must be fucking with you. Connor Murphy was, well, he was a lot to love, he was Connor Murphy. You were just...you. Stuck in your head all the time over your body...Your body.

“You’re not serious Connor.” You saw the look on his face shift. A million different emotions, until he was angry.

“Oh, I get it.” Connor gets off your bed and grabs his bag.

“No, Connor, wait, please that’s not what I-”

“No, I get it! I’m a freak right?” His voice raises, and honestly, it’s scaring you.

You’ve known Connor for almost your whole life, of course, you’ve seen him like this before, but you honestly couldn’t remember the last time it was directed at you. “I’m just such a freak! Wouldn’t want to be with me! I’m not a freak! Fuck you!”

“Connor,” you whisper, “You’re scaring me…”

“Oh yeah, why wouldn’t I? I’m just so scary, right? Such a fucking degenerate! I must just be the scariest fucking-”

“Shut up, shut up, shut up!” You scream sobbing, cutting Connor off in his tracks completely, “I do love you, Connor.” You say quietly as you sniffle, “It’s me who’s the freak.”

Connors' face falls, and with that, you can hear your heart fall.

“(y/n)...Please, I’m sorry,” Connor stumbles on his words and looks at his hands as if he’d just killed someone, “I, I just...You’re not a freak.”

“Of course I am,” you hold back more tears, “Have you seen me? I’m disgusting.”

“Shut up.”

“Connor, I’m-”

“Shut up, (y/n)! I love you, and you’re beautiful!”

You fall silent and think for a moment.

“Prove it then.”

“Sorry?”

“Prove that you love me.”

“How am I supposed to do that?”

“Figure it out, Murphy.” With that Connor Murphy left.

It’s been a solid week since you and Connor Murphy have spoken to one another. Not a single text, call, word, nothing. He wasn’t even at school. Connor Murphy had fallen off the face of the earth and you were worried as fuck. The end of another week, a slow and endless week without Connor Murphy. You felt bad, but how could you believe that he loved you? Maybe he was mistaken. He was Connor Murphy. You were you. You were so lost in your thoughts that you didn’t even realize that a certain Connor Murphy had entered your room.

“(y/n)?”

You jump up from lying down,

“Connor?!”

“Sorry, I’m sorry! I just...fuck,” Connor runs his hands through his hands and looks at the floor, “Listen, I’m bad at this stuff so just, here.”

Connor looks at the floor as he hands you a small sketchbook.

“Connor, what is this?”

“Just, just look at it.” He rocks back and forth on the balls of his feet and looks at the ground as you open the book.

You let out a small gasp as you flip through the pages. It’s...It’s sketches of you. You in class, you asleep in class, you smiling, you laughing, just you, and...You looked beautiful.

“Connor this is...Beautiful.” Connor smiles sheepishly and finally looks at you,

“It’s beautiful because it’s you.”

You fall silent. Minutes pass before you finally say something.

“Do you really mean that?”

“Yes, I do.”

You fall silent once more.

“I love you.”

“I-I’m sorry?”

“I love you, Connor Murphy.”

Connor Murphy beams his smile lighting up the world,

“I love you too, (y/n).” You both move into each other and then your lips crash. Connor is Autumn nights, weed, and peppermint. The kiss is soft and sweet. You smile into the kiss because for the first time, you know that you’re beautiful.

a/n I hope this was alright you liked it! Like and reblog if you feel like it! Thank you so much for reading, y’all are beautiful!!

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Anything For You (Jared Kleinman x Murphy!Reader)

heyy it’s your pal cat back here with another fic, this time by request!! an adorable anon asked for jared x murphy!reader and i used that on prompt #34 (“He creeped me out. I’m not gonna lie.”) from this post right here. enjoy!! ((btw anon i made it fem!reader just bc... if you want it gender neutral hmu and i’ll edit it!! :^D))

Summary: Jared arrives early at the Murphy’s to pick up (Y/N) for a date, but he wasn’t really expecting to see Connor instead of his date showing up at the door. 

Warnings: uuh bad writing? ooc characters? little to no proof-reading? yeah. pretty much. 

Words: 705 

Jared fidgeted with his collar, nervously waiting for his nerves to calm down so he could ring the doorbell. The boy had been standing on the Murphy household porch for a few minutes now, clutching a flower bouquet on his sweaty hands. (Y/N) had told him to meet her there around 6 P.M., but his excitement got the best of him and here he was, standing by her front door, half an hour early. Well, he thought, I’ll just come in already, better early than creeping around her porch. He rang the doorbell and waited. A moment later the door opened, revealing no one other than... Connor. Connor Murphy. (Y/N)’s older brother.

“Uhh, I sure hope those aren’t for me.” He stated, looking at the bouquet the boy before him held. “Kleinman, what the fuck are you doing here?”

“I... Uh...” Jared stuttered.

Just then, Zoe appeared behind her brother.

“Jared!” She chirped. “You’re kind of early, aren’t you? (Y/N) is still getting ready...”

“Oh... I... C-can I come in anyway?” Jared asked, uncharacteristically nervous. Probably due to Connor glaring holes through him.

“No.”

“I think what Connor meant to say was ‘Yes’. Now come in!” Zoe elbowed her brother on the ribs.

Jared clung to the bouquet tightly, slowly entering the house and sitting on the couch in the living room.

“I’m going up to help (Y/N) get ready, but make yourself comfortable here!” Zoe smiled. Then she turned to her brother. “Connor, don’t do anything stupid.”

The boy just rolled his eyes, dragging a chair to the living room and sitting right across Jared. A few minutes passed by, the air filling the living room thick with tension, a deafening silence hanging above the room while the older Murphy still glared at the visitor.

“You still didn’t answer why the fuck you’re here, Kleinman.” Connor said, breaking the silence.

“I... uh... came to take your sister out... on... a... date?” Jared stammered.

“You. My sister. On a date.”

“Yup, a small world, huh...”

“Since when is this happening?”

“This what?”

“You trying to bang my sister.”

“I’M NOT — I’m not trying to bang her! We haven’t even kissed yet!”

“‘Yet’... You say that like you will.”

“Hopefully...”

“What was that?”

“Uhhh... nothing?”

“Good.”

Connor kept staring at him, an indecipherable look on his face.

“If you fuck up with my sister, I swear to God, Kleinman...” Connor’s threat was interrupted by the sound of people coming down the stairs.

“Jared! You’re early!” (Y/N) smiled. God, she looked beautiful.

“Guess I got too excited...” The boy said, sheepishly. “Oh, I got you these.”

He handed her the bouquet.

“Oh! These are beautiful... you didn’t need to!” She beamed, taking the gift.

“Well... we better run. Can’t be late to the movie, right?” He said, doing whatever he could to get out of Connor’s line of sight. He swore to God, if looks could kill...

“Sure, sure.” (Y/N) said, getting her purse and taking Jared’s hand in hers. “Bye guys, love you!”

“Have fun, (Y/N)!” Zoe waved.

Connor just hummed, continuing to glare at Jared until they both left the house.

———

About half an hour later, the pair was making small talk while waiting in the line to get into their movie session.

“I still can’t believe you agreed to go out with me.” Jared said, holding the girl’s hand. “By the way, did I already tell you you look beautiful today?”

“Just a million times, you dork.” She smiled at him. “You look handsome, too.”

“I had to keep up with the company.” She smiled at his words.

“So, it looks like you talked with my brother while waiting for me back home.” (Y/N) said, grabbing a handful of popcorn. “How did that go?”

“Oh. Uhh. Good, I guess?”

“That bad?”

“I thought I wouldn’t make it out of there alive.”

“You’re so dramatic!”

“I’m serious! He kept glaring daggers through me, (Y/N)!”

“You didn’t think about running away?”

“And missing out on this date? Not a chance in hell.”

She smiled, kissing the tip of his nose.

“You’re too cute.”

“He creeped me out. I’m not gonna lie. But I’d go through him a million times if it meant being here with you.”

ayyy it came out a little shorter than i expected but yea.. hope everyone likes it!! also, thanks for the very positive feedback on my last fic, it made me so happy :’^) oh, and dont forget i take requests for DEH and BMC!!

[chincilla-on-the-moon]

My Whole World- Connor Murphy X Reader

Request:  I am in desperate need of a fic where Connor finds that the reader struggles with self harm and where he helps them though such thoughts and just ends with some fluffy cuddles. Anything is better than what’s going on rn - Anon

Word Count: 1009

Warnings: Implied Self harm (cutting), Self-loathing, Self-hatred, Feeling like a burden

Authors Note: Hello! I know I’m literally the worst ever but honestly existing this past year has been really hard which makes doing the things I enjoy, like writing, really hard to do. BUT I do finally think I’m reaching a better place, (I know I say this like every authors note but I really think I am this time). Also saw the DEH movie last night and ended up sobbing over Connor I love him so much :((. Lastly and most importantly: if you ever feel like self harming there are alternatives! If you need resources about this feel free to message me or send me an ask! I’m more than happy to help <3 Thats it. As all ways thank you for reading and have a lovely day/night! :) <3

You were having an awful day, an awful week even. It seemed everything that could go wrong did. It just seemed the world was against you and you were tired of it. You were approaching your breaking point and fast. You could see this but you didn’t know what to do about it. You could reach out to your boyfriend Connor. But no he was doing so well recently and you didn’t want to burden him or bring him down with your negative thoughts. So you decided to do what you always did which was just distract yourself from your emotions because if you didn’t think about them they weren’t there. You put your earbuds in and put on one of the playlists Connor had made for you, once you got home and went up to your room without saying a word to anyone and plopped face down into your bed. For a couple minutes you were able to ignore all the thoughts racing through your mind but eventually the music stopped working and you were left alone with your thoughts. 

You’re pathetic and a burden to everyone. Why would anyone want to deal with you, especially Connor? You’re probably the most annoying person on the planet right? With your constant pestering and need for reassurance every two seconds it’s truly a wonder that you haven’t been abandoned by everyone in your life. 

You were angry at yourself. How could you possibly let yourself be this awful of a person? You wanted to do something horrible to yourself as a punishment, to force yourself to feel the pain you bring to everyone in your life. 

The next time you had a coherent thought was at least a half hour later. You felt a stinging sensation coming from your wrists and started crying as you fully processed what you had done. Without realizing it you texted Connor asking him to come over. You just sat waiting staring at nothing until Connor knocked on the door to your room. You were broken out of your trance and weakly said “It’s open” so he knew he could come in. 

Once Connor opened the door he knew something was up. The energy in the room just felt wrong. Then he saw your hunched figure on the bed and could tell something was up just by how you were sitting and approached the bed slowly so as to not startle you. Once he came into your field of vision you broke down even more feeling so pathetic in this moment. “Oh sweetheart,” he says softly. He sat down in front of you and took one of your arma in his hand and inspected the damage gently. He did the same with the other and once he was done he opened his arms and you crashed into his chest, violently crying at this point. He held you tight and pressed soft kisses into your head. He just let you cry it out rubbing soft circles into your back but while he was he couldn’t help but think how could the light of his life ever feel so bad that you felt you had to do this to yourself? 

Once your cries had calmed down to soft sniffles every once in a while he said “Let’s get you cleaned up then we can cuddle. Sound good?” You nodded tiredly. “Okay let’s go to the bathroom,” he said, grabbing your hands to pull you up and guide you to the bathroom. Once you got there you sat on the counter and Connor got to work. He carefully applied antibiotic ointment and bandages to the affected areas and when he was done pressed gentle kisses to all of the bandages.  After that he cleaned up his ‘workspace’ and led you back to your bedroom. The two got ready and had settled into your bed when he broke the comfortable silence that had settled between you two. “You know we have to talk about this right?” You nodded timidly. “Why?” he said simply. You explained how terrible this week had been for you and how it all got to be too much. The whole time Connor listened with his undivided attention on you, holding your hand and rubbing soothing circles with his thumb. At some point while you were explaining you had started crying, He sat up causing you to sit up as well. He grabbed your face, wiped your tears and stared deeply into your eyes. It felt like he was staring into your soul but you didn’t look away. After what feels like an eternity he finally spoke up and said “I don’t know how you could think all those awful things about yourself. You’re the most wonderful person I’ve ever met. Your kind, smart, compassionate, not to mention most beautiful person I’ve ever met. You’re not a burden to those around you, especially not me ever. Next time you feel like this, I want you to talk to me okay? I’m here to help you. I know you would do the same for me in a heartbeat so let me help you. I love you so much and I don’t want to lose you, you’re my whole world.” You were crying again but for the first time today they were happy tears. 

“Thank you for always reminding me how loved I am. I love you so much Con,” you said smiling through the tears. 

“I love you more Y/N/N,” he said, smiling sweetly at you. He gave you a tender kiss on the forehead and then said “You’ve had a long day we should get some sleep.”

“Yeah you’re right,” you said through a yawn. The two of you got cozy again, your head on Connor’s chest, his hands running through your hair. The sound of his heartbeat, the one he swore beat for only you, lulled you to sleep. The last thing you heard before you felt before you fell fully unconscious was a kiss being pressed to the top of your head.