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Look at what I found on Instagram.

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Jordan Fisher for Pulse Spikes

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Got to meet Jordan Fisher again and I'm still freaking out 😊😊💞💞💞💞🐠

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Hello babies!!🌻I know it's kind of soon but did you read anything that has today's clip related things into it? If yes, I'd love some links. Anyway, thank you so much for your recs, they're saving my life.

Anonymous: Do you know or any writing that came out based on today already?

Hi to both! ♥ 

There are indeed a few fics based on today’s updates already, yes :) I’ll link them for you now, but if more turn up, I’ll update the list tomorrow… so be sure to check back in again then!

He’s too good for me by JulietteGDSummary: Isak’s reaction to The Video.

Jeg Elsker Deg by skamdeg (hamilfish)Summary: Isak and Even watch the latest Hei Briskebi video together.

somebody in here, it’s your birthday. by milominderbinderSummary: On the morning of Isak’s eighteenth birthday, he wakes up early – to the sound of someone relentlessly calling his name, the smell of waffles, and the sight of a very beautiful boyfriend, already fully dressed and beaming the crinkly-eyed smile Isak loves so much, with an armful of terribly wrapped presents. It turns out, Even has a few surprises in store.

it’s my birthday and i’ll get fucked if i want to by highpraisesSummary: "Should we go?“ “We can’t go, it’s your birthday.” “I get to decide, it’s my birthday.”

Gratulerer Med Dagen, My Isak by XioNinSummary: It’s Isak’s 18th birthday.

audience of one by verlore_poplapSummary: The morning after his eighteenth birthday, Isak reflects on his new favorite film, The boy who couldn’t hold his breath under water.

let us cling together as the years go by by sargentblueSummary: It’s been sitting in Even’s front pocket for a while. He could feel the weight of it against his leg throughout the day, and Even feels like it sticks out like a sore thumb, but Isak (or anyone else, for that matter) hasn’t noticed.It’s not surprising, really. Isak is not very observant at the best of times and the only time he really notices if anything is going on in Even’s pants is for very different reasons. Very different indeed. It’s safe to say Even’s a little bit on edge for the duration of the gathering. Asking someone to marry you is no small feat. * (Or: Even proposes on Isak’s birthday.)

gutten som ikke klarte å holde pusten under vann by i_once_wrote_a_dreamSummary: Gratulerer med dagen bby; Av: Even Bech Næsheim

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Jordan rapping the 9 y/o Philip verse for a fan.

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Jordan Fisher for Pulse Spikes

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Met the latest graduate of Kings College 🐠 #hamilfish (at Hamilton: An American Musical)

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Sticky Notes

Note: This is my first Jordan Fisher imagine! Hope y’all enjoy. I’m hoping to write many more of these.

Word Count: 1483

Pairing: Jordan Fisher x Reader

Warnings: none. just fluff. 

“Jordan, this is your chance, man. This is an opportunity that you have to take up. I mean, this is Y/N we're talking about. The girl you-”

“I know, I know.” Jordan replied, cutting off Oak before slipping on his white coat for the first song. They were getting ready for the matinee show. “It needs to be special.”

The cast and crew of Hamilton decided to do a secret santa thing for Christmas 2K16, so when Jordan found out that he was going to be your secret santa, he needed help on deciding what to get you.

He’d had a crush on you since the first time he talked to you, but did a good job of hiding it. Jordan didn’t want to mess up on his gift to you.

“It needs to be special and you need to ask her out afterwards. You guys have been pining after each other ever since you started rehearsals. This has been long overdue, my friend.”

Jordan thought for a moment, brainstorming things that he could do before you walked into the room, putting his thoughts on hold.

“Hey boys,” you said at the door. “Ready to get mic’d up?”

“Yeah, of course.” Jordan smiled widely, letting you come and prepare his mic for the show. His tone of voice had completely changed from the one he had when he spoke to Oak, causing Oak to roll his eyes as he pulled on his boots.

Everyone was silent for a couple of moments before Oak spoke up.

“So, Y/N,” Oak started with the slightest smirk on his face.

“Mmhm?” You hummed, putting your finishing touches on Jordan’s mic.

“Not that this relates to anything, but what would your dream date entail?”

Jordan’s eyes snapped up to Oak’s in a subtle glare as a mischievous grin formed on Oak’s face.

“That’s random.” You laughed before smiling and patting Jordan’s cheek. “All done, Fisher. Oak’s turn.”

“Thanks, Y/N.” Jordan mumbled before turning to pull his boots on.

You moved to mic Oak before he prodded an answer from you.

“I know it’s random,” he chuckled, “but I want to make conversation.”

“Alright,” you laughed. “Honestly, I’d just want to relax. Like, maybe watch movies and eat snacks or something. I’m a simple person.”

You finished up Oak’s mic and moved to lean against the doorway.

“Why are you asking anyways? I’m pretty sure your girlfriend wouldn’t be a big fan of you asking me things like this.” You said, raising your eyebrows.

Oak grinned at you. “Like I said, just trying to make conversation so it wasn’t dead silent while you helped us with our mics.”

You chuckled, shaking your head before turning to leave the room. “Alright, then. I’ll catch you boys later. I gotta go mic up Andrew. God knows how long that will take. Bye Oak.” You said before smiling at Jordan. “Bye Jordan.”

“Bye, Y/N.” Jordan grinned, waving at you as you exited.

When you were finally gone, Oak quickly turned to Jordan with a smug grin. “Now, you have an idea of what type of date she enjoys. You’re welcome.”

Jordan rolled his eyes, but was secretly thankful for Oak’s little intervention. Now, he had the perfect idea of what to do as your secret santa.

You arrived to work the next day to find a sticky note on your desk with a message scrawled on it in decently neat handwriting. It read:

I know you’re not a big morning person, so I got you this to cheer you up. Hope you enjoy.

-Your Secret Santa

Next to it sat a still steaming cup of your favorite coffee. You picked it up and took a sip of it with a smile, extremely thankful for your incredibly observant secret santa. Although you didn’t know who your secret santa was, you knew one thing: they were really sweet.

Little things like that had happened over the course of a week. The sticky notes held cute little messages like:

Your eyes shine like the stars.

And:

You’re cute when you bite your bottom lip in concentration.

And your personal favorite:

Are you mic tape? Because I want you all over me.

You knew that your secret santa had also turned out to be your secret admirer, which you thought was cute, but it made you chuckle a little bit. It was Christmas, not Valentine’s Day.

However, you enjoyed every bit of this secret santa experience because you looked forward to reading the sticky notes every time you returned to your desk.

One thing was for sure though: you desperately wanted to know who your secret santa was.

On the day of exchanging gifts and revealing yourself to your secret santa, you still hadn’t found out who your secret santa was even though it was the end of the second show that day. It had disappointed you until you walked back to your desk to find another sticky note there attached to a care package filled with popcorn, your favorite sodas, and your favorite candies; the ideal necessities for movie watching.

You smiled before shifting your eyes to read the yellow sticky note.

Roses are red

Violets are blue

In the words of Mariah Carey,

All I want for Christmas is you.

Meet me on the roof xxx

-Your Secret Santa

P.S. Be sure to wear a coat. Don’t want you to get sick or anything. :)

Butterflies formed in your stomach as you turned to grab your coat before rushing up the stairs on your way to the roof. You accidentally bumped into Rory on your way up.

“What’s the rush, Y/N?” He laughed.

“My secret santa told me to meet them on the roof and I really wanna know who kept posting the sticky notes on my desk all week.” You said before continuing to rush upstairs.

“Now this, I gotta see.” Rory said, following you up the stairs.

You opened the door to the roof and was amazed by what you saw.

There were beautiful lights spread out around the roof to brighten up the space and make it look warmer than what it actually was. But it wasn’t what was on the roof that surprised you; it was who was in front of you.

“Jordan?” You asked, your mouth hanging open.

Jordan stood there with a warm smile on his face as he started to strum the guitar he held, playing the chords to a very familiar Christmas song.

“I don't want a lot for Christmas, there is just one thing I need. I don't care about the presents underneath the Christmas tree.” He sang sweetly, causing a swarm of butterflies to fill your stomach. “I just want you for my own, more than you could ever know. Make my wish come true. All I want for Christmas is you.”

You both had drifted towards each other throughout his serenading and you beamed up at him once he finished singing.

“You did all of this for me?” You asked with wide eyes, glancing around the roof once again.

“Yeah,” Jordan said softly, setting his guitar to the side. “I had some help,” he gestured to Oak, who was watching from the doorway to the roof with Rory, “but the intentions are purely mine.”

You grinned up at him as he started to speak again. “So what do you say, Y/N? You. Me. Relax and watch movies back at my place.”

A blush formed on your cheeks and  laugh fell from your lips as you realized something. “So that’s why Oak asked me that question last week.”

“I told you I had some help.” He chuckled before pursing his lips. “So?”

“Netflix and Chill two days before Christmas? Sounds great.” You joked.

“I didn’t meant it like tha-”

“I know, I know. I was just kidding.” You laughed. “Relaxing and watching movies at your place sounds perfect.”

You and Jordan were burst out of your bubble when you heard Oak yell. “Oh my god, just kiss before I throw mistletoe at you guys. It’s cold out here!”

“You should’ve worn a coat!” Jordan yelled over your shoulder, causing you to giggle before he stepped closer to you, eliminating any space between you two.

“I should’ve asked you out a long time ago.” Jordan said, leaning down to bring his lips closer to yours.

“Better late than never.” You breathed before finally closing the gap between you two. You sighed contently into the kiss as you brought your arms up to go around his neck. The kiss was warm and sweet, summing up all of the feelings going on inside you.

After a few kisses, you pulled away, your lips barely brushing his.

“Jordan?”

“Hmm?”

“Thank you.”

He pressed his lips to yours again, grinning into the kiss.

“Merry Christmas, Y/N.”

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Some Hamilfish pics taken by Jayda on twitter.

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When Jordan-Fisher meets Jordan Fisher. Happy Trails Jordan! Thank you for letting me be a part of this incredible adventure, I can’t wait to see what’s next for you.

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Jordan and J Quinton during live stream.

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Jordan backstage of Hamilton.

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ThomasSanders: Can't thank this genuine, talented dude enough for making it possible to see this awesome show!! Truly EPIC performance. 👏👏👏 @Jordan_Fisher

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Jordan during EduHam

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Teenage girls 40 years from now: my grandma gave me an audio of Jordan in Hamilton. His voice is just so dreamy. 😱

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New Jordan pics.