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Also cute fluffy drunk Janis
VERY GIGGLY AND CUDDLY DRUNK IT’S ADORABLE also she could talk nonsense for hours
Jared helping the Reader realize they are beautiful when they don't believe so.
Jared: Y/N…
Jared: Be honest, what’s bothering you?
Jared: You’re like the “I lied I’m dying inside” vine. As hilarious as it is, please tell me the truth.
You sighed. Even when Jared was two states away on vacation, he could sense your pain.
You: Ok. I’m just feeling insecure about myself I guess. Like, I know you say I’m beautiful every 10 minutes haha, but sometimes it’s…hard to believe, yk?
When Jared didn’t reply, you went to get yourself a snack. When you came back to your phone, your mouth when agape. 20 new texts. All from Jared. You unlocked your phone, and you saw texts that all looked like this:
Jared: Your eyes. Like, have you looked at them? I never thought e/c eyes were that great, but for some reason they look great on you. Maybe it’s the way they look adorable when you’re squinting to focus on something.
Jared: Your voice. Fuck…I could just listen to a record of it and I’ll be relax. You talking is my own personal symphony.
The rest of the texts said simple things like that, about your hair, your lips, everything. The final text explained that this is the type of stuff he likes to read when he’s insecure, so he hoped it might help you.
What would Janis be like when you have an anxiety attack/ feel anxious and stressed? Would love to see this! 💛✨
First of all she makes sure you’re breathing and grounded. Once she’s 150% certain of that she’ll give you her headphones and play either calming music or ambient sounds while holding you close (if you’re okay to be touched)
Making up with Janis after the fight?
Your phone lit up at 3am. After moping all day, you were not thrilled to roll over and check your phone. You swiped open your phone once you saw that you had one text from Janis. It was simply one word: “Window”
Low and behold, one look out your window and Janis was standing in the lawn. You rapidly opened your window. “Janis, what the fuck?” you exclaimed.
“I’m done being cynical and needed a hug” she admitted.
can we agree that we need more janis x reader anything?? but preferably some smut or fluff if youre taking suggestoins now?
Janis’s lips tasted like coffee, a taste you became addicted to. Your hands were sliding through her hair, and you decided to be adventurous and give it a tug. Suddenly the kiss became a lot more passionate, and Janis moaned into your mouth. She broke the kiss for a moment and whispered “Do that again.”
Tell me about watching a movie with Janis? Xx (if you want to)
“Janis, I swear watching movies with you is like watching CinemaSins” you declared.
She snorted “Okay, I’m not that ruthless babe-”
“You just called Ariel a fucking dumbass!” you exclaimed.
“SHE KNOWS HOW TO WRITE FOR FUCK’S SAKE.”
Reader standing up for Connor.
Normally, when someone calls Connor a freak(or any variation) in the hallway he flips them off and storms off. But something in you, probably intolerance, came up with the perfect comeback at that moment. You flipped back your hair to show a line of hickeys to the perpetrator as he passed you both in the hall
“The only time Conn’s a freak is with me.” you beamed. The bully’s reaction was worth a million bucks, but when you turned to Connor…his was priceless. His ears were tinted pink, and his mouth was involuntarily agape.
Comforting Michael while Jeremy is squibbed
“Y/N…I give up. Jeremy’s a hopeless case.” Michael sobbed through his bedroom door. You had been like this for 10 minutes, after you decided to go to his house to see if he was okay.
You sighed. “Okay. Maybe he is. Maybe he’s doomed to be a robot. But Michael…you can’t stay in your room for all eternity.”
“You’d be surprised, I have my laptop, snacks, a water bottle. Other than bathroom trips I only have to leave for like an hour a day” he retorted.
“What about me?” you blurted out. Silence.
“Y/N…come in here.” you opened the door to see possibly high, tear-stained Michael.
