In which Jeremy is a dense lil shit. He just can't seem to get anything through his thick skull. And when he does, it's apparently quite funny. **HAMILTON, HEATHERS, AND DEAR EVAN HANSEN CAMEOS** **MUCH GAYNESS**

What if Jeremy hadn't turned his optic nerve blocking back on? What if he'd gone with Michael instead? Boyf riends. Gay as hell. Please enjoy.

My first be more chill fic. Leave a review, even if it's criticism. Jeremy cant leave michael. he is right it the hallway He heeres (pun) the who michael in the bathroom and break down the door to apologize. Probably just a oneshot. I ship them.

"You think I'm the freak? Well you're the freak!" Connor shoved him, hard. Between the tile floor and sharp edge to Connor's voice, Evan wasn't really all that surprised at the aspen leaves that sprouted around him. But when he looked back up to Connor, Connor's gaze had widened, looking almost...regretful? A magic au for Dear Evan Hansen with treebros, galaxy girls, and no death.

A first date is usually the most awkward, but if you've been best friends for years not a lot is awkward. At least to Rich it wasn't awkward. Jake on the other hand looked nervous as all hell.

Life is strange. Very strange. And it likes to kick you in the balls. Jeremy Heere knew this for a fact. (ahem, yes, bad summary, anyways there's gonna be Boyf riends at the end, soo... bear with me.)