Dear Evan Hansen Musical - Tumblr Posts
One of my favorite YouTubers, Hannah Bayles, just uploaded a 2 hour long reaction to the Dear Evan Hansen movie.
I decided to watch it, because I had never seen the movie before but I had heard it wasn't great, plus the fact her video was almost as long as the movie itself made me really interested.
Y'all.
I cannot even begin to describe how badly I hated that experience. It took me almost 3 hours because I myself also recorded my reactions to it.
I already have big feelings about the musical but the movie?????
I don't think I've ever hated an adaptation more in my life. I was asking myself when this would be over and we weren't even halfway through.
If you're planning on watching it, please don't. If you have and you want to torture your enemies, make them watch it.
Teaser: From my WIP Losers... Connor Murphy x Original Character ( from Chapter 4 / The joke or the friend )
Word count: 375
Edited?: No :(
Author's note: Hey! This is a sneak peak (maybe a long one) to my current wip, an alternate universe with a Connor x fem!OC dynamic.
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"Why'd you do that?" Connor asked. His voice sounded like something between anger and nervousness "Now they'll think—"
"I don't give a fuck what they'll think" Dakota shrugged "Hopefully Jared would start thinking twice, or at least once, before he talks…"
He snapped a bit, holding back his lashing out "Why don't you care about them calling you a freak?"
"Because I know I'm not," she simply said. Dakota shrugged again "And you aren't one either"
Connor's laugh was bitter and cruel, even a bit hurtful "You don't know shit about me"
"I guess you're right. But I want to"
"What? Yeah, right" Connor made an attempt to get up in order to leave, but suddenly stopped when he felt Dakota's hand on his shoulder as she said something he didn't catch, too busy on freaking out "Don't fucking touch me"
Dakota immediately took her hand out of his shoulder "Sorry, I shouldn't have— But I'm serious, Connor, you look like a cool person"
"What the fuck do you want from me?" Connor wasn't shouting, but his voice raised "The joke is over now, okay? You can stop pretending like you care and I'll stop giving problems to you by being near you. So—"
"Goddamnit, Connor, it's no joke" scoffed Dakota, kind of desperate for him to believe her. Connor was surprised by how her voice resembled a whiplash "God, they've fucked you up so badly. Someone getting close to you doesn't mean they're going to pull some sick on you, okay?"
Dakota saw how he hesitated, like he couldn't really believe her at the very moment, it was the shimmering, shy glow of his eyes that let her know he was doubting. It was almost tragic how damaged Connor seemed to be. No one deserves this. He looked so scared it was almost hurting Dakota, but still he managed to hide it with his tough, scary facade. Connor Murphy was doomed to be a tragedy.
"Whatever" Connor finally mumbled, but his body stopped tensing when Dakota cracked a smile, a genuine one.
She couldn't be lying so much, could she? Dakota needed to be telling the truth. Connor needed her to be telling the truth, because he was in dire need of a friend.
