There is never a day since I found your beautiful tumblr page that I don’t yearn for more of your Jane writing… you carry this tag on your shoulders like atlas holds up the world.
You are the light at the end of the tunnel, the flower that blooms amid dry and dead soil, the single rain droplet I have chosen to win the race.
My admiration and love for Jane rests in your hands hereticalism… Please write more!
summary · masc!jane and hyperfem!reader hcs
watch out · kind of masc!jane remover, hyperfem!reader, requested, not inspired by anything but myself, jane is still obviously a girl and somewhat feminine, a/n — hey I think I just fell in love with you /j
masc!jane who you kind of unintentionally follow around all the time. it's not on purpose, but if she gets up for a snack you're there and if she's in the studio you're idly scrolling on your phone somewhere near her.
masc!jane who is the complete opposite of you—no, seriously; the only thing you both have in common are being girls and liking music a lot.
masc!jane who pretends like she doesn't steal your ridiculously named shampoos, soaps, and body scrubs sometimes.
"jane, do you know why my strawberry shortcake soap is out? I had like, one wash left at least..." you pouted, picking up the bottle and shaking it as if that'd summon liquid back into it.
masc!jane who definitely makes a pink or pink and white themed album just for you. it's completely out of character for her, but she wants to represent you in her music too, even if it's just by using different colors.
hyperfem!you who coax jane into doing your lengthy skincare routine with you.
at first, she protests about how her skin is "already good enough" and "your products are useless," but then you put her on your special three—with adjustments for her skin specifically, of course—and she gets obsessed with how soft her face gets.
"what's that cleanser you told me to use again?" she yelled from inside the bathroom, little thunks and thuds sounding out as she dug through the top drawer looking for it.
"I thought my skincare was 'stupid,'" you shouted back and giggled from the bedroom.
masc!jane who's kind of stereotypical by paying for you everywhere, carrying your bags, and things of that nature since she's the more masculine one in the relationship but is still a big baby at heart. she totally loves being held by you and falls asleep in seconds if you play with her hair and murmur sweet nothings.
masc!jane whose entire heart is attached to you.
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stormborns
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