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Originally posted by cleyjensens

Pairing: Clay Jensen x Reader

Request: “Hi! I loved your “I’m Here” Imagine, it was so in-depth! I was wondering if you could make an imagine where Clay is depressed after listening to all the tapes and skips school for a wee bit. And his mom calls the reader because fem reader is his girlfriend reader and when reader comes he rages a bit but reader calms him down and they a have a cute makeout?”

Word count: 1.190

Posted: 24th of April 2017

A/N: OMG! Thank you for the positive comment for “I’m Here”. I hope that you like this one too and I hope that I don’t fail you. I felt that I didn’t write the ending well, though. Let me know, if you didn’t like it please.

- G. x

“I will be there in 10 minutes, Lainie. Bye!” Those were the last words your boyfriend’s mother heard before you hung the phone up and ran in your room to get your clothes changed.

Clay, your boyfriend, has been stressing himself out ever since he received some tapes from an anonymous person and you had to admit that he told you everything, since you didn’t receive them. You were curious at first, but you then felt relieved to know that you weren’t one of Hannah’s reasons why her life ended.

You felt sad for Clay, though, because he’s been too affected and he’s been feeling guilty for what he has done in the past. He’s been thinking about the tapes way too much, so that he barely ate and slept. Clay has changed since he discovered that Hannah took her life away: he skipped classes, he stopped doing his projects, he stopped going to school and he was more detached from his family and Lainie asked you for some help to have his son back.

“(Y/N)!” Lainie exclaimed as she was anxiously waiting for you outside the house. You parked your bike beside Clay’s and you quickly hugged Lainie as you knew what she was going through. “Thank you.”

“It’s a pleasure to help, Lainie.” You smiled as she hugged you tightly. “I care for Clay and I don’t want to see him sad, although I haven’t seen him in awhile. He was pushing me away and I knew that he locked himself in his room.” You said as you broke the hug you shared with her.

“Sadly.” She looked disappointed at her own son and you bit your lower lip because it wasn’t honestly Clay’s fault. “Please cheer him up.”

“I will do my best.” You flashed her a smile before the two of you entered and she gave you her permission to go to Clay’s room.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” Clay attacked you as he saw that you were about to knock on his slightly opened door.

“Clay?” Your forehead corrugated as you became extremely worried for Clay’s behaviour. He’s never been this rude at you. “What happened, babe?”

“It was my fault why Hannah died and I should’ve stayed by her side that night. I shouldn’t have left, because I cared for her! I really cared for her.” Clay started talking fast and you barely understood some of his words. He was angry at himself and he was clearly blaming himself. You felt a little bit jealous, but you shook it off because you knew that it wasn’t the moment for that.

“Clay, it was not your fault. She asked you to leave.” You made your way near his bed and you sat in front of him. “Stop blaming yourself.”

“I should’ve stayed, (Y/N)!” He raised his voice as he wanted to point out that he had a wrong decision. You noticed that his hands were closed into a tight fist, as if he wanted to hurt someone for what has happened to Hannah.

“Hey, calm down.” You said with a sweet and relaxing voice. “We can figure this out together.”

“And you’ll help me?” His face saddened a little bit, knowing that he was being sarcastic. “I don’t want any help from you, (Y/N)! I hate you and that’s because I chose to leave her and walk you home.”

“Oh.” With that he hit you fully in your heart and it broke into tiny pieces. You bit your lower lip harshly as you tried to not get your eyes watery.

“I hate the choice that I made and this is all my fault.” He punched his bed with his right hand and you were shocked because of it.

It wasn’t the Clay that you’ve known before. You didn’t fall in love with this Clay, but with the sweet and caring one. You were so heart broken that time, but you preferred your boyfriend’s sense of well-being than yours.

“Clay, maybe it was your fault, but it can be my fault too, Justin’s, Marcus’, Bryce’s.” You cupped his cheeks as you let him look at you, totally swallowing your pride and your disappointment. “We are all to blame, Clay. We are, because we did nothing to stop her.”

“But she asked for help, not in an explicit way, but she asked for help.” He calmed down as you caressed his cheek using your thumb. You could’ve thrown shit at him for hating you, but you didn’t mind it.

“Babe, don’t be so hard on yourself. Please.” You pleaded as you saw his gaze soften. You perfectly knew that he calmed himself down as his icy electric eyes relaxed a little bit. “Stop blaming yourself. It wasn’t clearly your fault, okay?”

“I’m sorry.” You were shocked as he wrapped his arms around your waist. He finally realized that it wasn’t him anymore and he surely knew that he hurt the person he loved the most.

“For?” You shortly asked as you contained yourself from shedding a tear. “You did nothing.” Your voice cracked a little bit and Clay noticed it because he hugged you even tighter.

“For the discourteous words that I have told you earlier.” He pulled you closer to him and he hugged you even tighter. “I didn’t mean to, sorry.”

“It’s nothing, Clay.” You pulled away from his hug and you flashed him a sweet smile. You were still hurt, of course, but your boyfriend needed anything but your stubbornness and touchy attitude.

“No, it’s not nothing. I saw in your eyes that you’re hurt.” You shrugged it off and you just smiled sadly at him. “I am an Idiot, damn it!”

“Clay?” You called him to catch his attention.

“Hmm?” He raised an eyebrow as he straightly looked into your eyes.

“Shut up!” You smiled at him before kissing him slowly on his lips.
He was confused and perplexed why you didn’t care that much for his words, but then he kissed you back. You shared a slow and passionate kiss but it then became quick and heated as Clay deepened the kiss.

The happening was a little bit fast and you found yourself lying on the bed, having Clay on top of you.

“I’m really sorry, babe.” Clay broke the kiss to apologize and he started to pepper kiss you. He stopped once he reached your neck and left some wet kisses on it. “I love you.”

“I love you too, Clay.” You responded as you searched for his lips once again. You both lingered each other’s lips as you both become touchy and needy. He started to draw small circles using his thumb on the exposed skin of your waist and you both couldn’t help but to deepen the kiss even more.

You knew that Clay was unfair for what he has said before, but you loved him and you had to understand what he was going through in this exact moment.

And, being the perfect and great girlfriend that you were, you tolerated his actions and swallowed the words that he spat like a venom in his mouth.

anonymous asked:

Deidara and Sasori as dads/family headcanons?

Lmaooo I love this


•He’s awful with kids, first of all. Babies are just gross to him. Even his own baby tbh. That age where all they do is poop and drool and spit up just drives him crazy

•He’s also just really lost when it comes to kids. Doesn’t know how to act. Doesn’t know that letting them play with his hand means his fingers are gonna get bitten. Doesn’t know not to leave his hair down, because that’s getting munched on too

•Deidara’s hair is pretty much his baby’s favorite thing. They play with it, chew on it, pull on it. Chunks have been pulled out before. Deidara gets all pissy about it. For about a year Deidara has to wear his hair up in a bun so the baby can’t reach it

•His baby once ate his explosive clay and Deidara almost had a heart attack

•Maybe this is uncharacteristic of Deidara, but if he’s having a good day and his kid isn’t annoying him too much, he’ll play with them. Okay super weird headcanon but doesn’t it seem like Deidara’s hand-mouths have minds of their own? His hand-mouths entertain the baby for hours. Blowing raspberries on the baby’s stomach, tickling them, all that cuteness. Deidara finds it a little nauseating, but he can admit, it’s cute to hear his baby laughing and giggling rather than crying

•Speaking of crying, Deidara is horrible at trying to soothe them. He rocks his baby very aggressively, trying to plead with them as if they’ll understand him, like, “Okay okay okay it’s time to shut up now kid you’ve been doing this for hours how aren’t you tired yet CAN YOU STOP.” Which just makes the baby cry harder

•He’s always looking for a babysitter tbh. Always looking for someone to take the baby off his hands for a while. If it’s not his s/o, then he’s always asking people around the village (or in some AU where this was possible, other members of the Akatsuki). Catch him begging Sasori to at least watch the kid and entertain him with puppets or something. But he won’t ask Itachi because of course he hates Itachi. Even though Itachi would probably be the better option out of the Akatsuki

•Once the kid is older, Deidara isn’t so annoyed by them. They probably get into lots of arguments though lol. Deidara’s kid definitely has his attitude. Deidara really stoops to the adolescent level when he argues, it’s so funny watching him in a screaming match with a little five-year-old. Deidara has to have the last word

•Not a responsible dad at all. Gives his kid little clay bombs to play with if they promise to leave him alone while he works on his art


•While he’s capable of caring for a child, he’s not the best father emotionally. He doesn’t exactly feel joy when his child is born. Maybe a sense of pride? Pride is really what drives most of Sasori’s ‘sentiment’ toward his child

•That being said, during his s/o’s pregnancy, he would actually be very considerate and helpful. He takes care of them even if he’s not overjoyed by it

•But in a nice AU where poor Sasori’s life wasn’t messed up, he might actually be family-oriented. Maybe his parents still did die, and he knows the pain of being lonely. So he’d want to take care of his family, take care of his child, provide for them, nurture them. Make sure they never felt neglected or deprived of love

•Given this AU where he had time to take care of his family, he really is the one who takes on most of the chores and responsibilities. He tends to his baby when they cry, rocks them to sleep, bathes them. Sasori feels like he needs to be the one to do it. He tells his s/o not to worry about it. Maybe he’s a little arrogant, and feels like only he can do it right. It stems from a protective need. He gets frustrated with his s/o if they make a little mistake that could possibly hurt the baby

•Once the child is older he’s really not as involved. He’s a pretty quiet dad. Just kinda there, not interfering with their lives unless he feels it’s necessary

•That doesn’t mean he’s completely distant. Sasori would do things for his kids in private, like make them their own little puppets and surprise them. Then he’d teach them how to use the puppets

•The times his fatherly devotion shine through are usually when his kids are in danger or threatened. Doesn’t matter if it’s by another shinobi or simply if they’re acting stupid and putting themselves in harm’s way. It might go back to that thing about pride. Anyone who messes with his kids is by default messing with him, and he won’t allow that

•He wouldn’t butt heads with his kid, since he’s not really around to aggravate them and cause strife. But if his kid needs disciplining, Sasori has no problem doing it. Since he’s usually so reticent in the familial relationship, being scolded by him is pretty terrifying for the kid


So last summer, madalas ganito kami. Kahit anong oras na, basta nagkaayaan kumain sa labas, maghahanap kami ng 24-hour resto. In this case, YELLOWCAB. Madalas ito kinakain namin kaso deliver lang sa bahay habang movie mara with famileeeh. Ganun kasaya ang summer ko noon lalo na kasama ko sila ate Clai, Eloy, Marvin at iba pang 3G. Ang payat pa ni Eloy tas ako super taba. Para nga hindi ako eh. Eh kasi kanina iniistalk namin ni Eloy yung profile ni mama at dad ko tas pinagtatawanan namin yung old pictures namin. Hahahaha. Saya saya, shet.

Today was ok! I drew some pizza’s, finished an english outline, painted with oils, cried a bit, bought some copic markers, picked up my clay sculptures, ate a burger, went to a gallery opening, ate some cake and then watched tv in my comfy, big t-shirt!


After my mom’s birthday celeb, sabog party sa bahay. Yay! HAHAHA. Movie marathon ‘til daylight. Isa-isa silang bumagsak, namely: (in order)

  • Marvin - Ate Clai - Arwen - Liv - Vanessa - Angel *na walang kapaguran*

Kami ni Eloy? Hindi kami natulog hanggang lagpas 9AM. Nakatulog lang kami nung humiwalay na kami ng room. Ah basta yun na yun. Private matter, chos. I love May 18!! Meeeh ♡


Kanina ko pa sinusubukan i-blog yung korean chuchu kaso ayaw umayos ng Mac na ‘to, bv. -___- Kaya ayun, napadpad ako sa photobooth at nakita ko 'to. March 2012 'to at malapit na rin magsummer. Tinatapos nalang namin reqs namin. Ito yung hindi kami natulog para lang sa AP project. =)) Magkaklase kami ni Eloy tapos si ate Claire iba yung section. HAHAHAHA! “Nagcocoffee sila.” Wth ate Clai. Nakakamiss hay. Ang kalat lang ng kwarto.