im crying whoops

Slight Dear Evan Hansen spoilers ahead

So if you’ve seen the show or read about it you know that Evan purposefully fell out of the tree to try to kill himself and i’m honestly so glad they put that in because you always see someone who attempted suicide and succeeded or someone who attempted and people knew but you never see an attempt where no one knows about it and i just feel that’s really important to show and just yeah im emotional again gotta go cry for an hour

☆Happy Halloween !!!!! ☆

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Marry me [c.h.]

pairing: calum x reader

word count: 1,050

last installment of the marry me imagines!! this one is for my bitch liz whos a major calum girl ((and moving next week im super sad about)) and this is basically how i would imagine cal proposing to her if when that may happen ;))

Shoving your phone deep in your pocket, you let out an annoyed sigh at how Calum was ignoring all of your calls. You rolled your eyes, stepping out of the elevator and fishing your keys out of your purse to open your apartment door, throwing the bag on the counter.

The light patter of claws echoed throughout the apartment on the hardwood floors, making a smile appear on your face. “Sheldon! Come here boy,” You said, using your high pitched voice you usually used when talking to your little puppy. 

The bulldog appeared from behind the wall, and that’s when you noticed a red rose tucked beneath his collar, contrasting against his chocolate hair. He ran up to your excitedly, nuzzling his hand into your hands. “Hey buddy,” You cooed, running your hands over his ears. 

You stood back up, a bright red blur catching your attention in the corner of the kitchen. You walked up, realizing it was a bouquet of red roses, matching the one in Sheldon’s collar. Calum never really surprised you with flowers like this–it’s usually smaller things like cooking you breakfast, except for the one time he surprised you with Sheldon on your 2 year anniversary. But roses? That was too cliche for Calum’s style.

You walked over to the beautiful bunch of flowers, taking the note which was tied to the vase in your hands and reading it:

hey, gorgeous. thought you might like these. sorry for not being home earlier, i decided to take a stop at the coffee shop down the street after working in the studio today. care to join me? oh, and bring sheldon :) i love you baby

Raising an eyebrow at the suspicious note, you looked down at Sheldon who in turn, was staring up at you with awaiting eyes. “Are you in on this too?” You asked, to which the dog wagged its tail faster. You sighed, a stupid grin crossing your face as you walked over to where his lease hung, kneeling down and clipping it to his collar. “You ready to go find Cal, buddy?” 

You fled your apartment, slinging your purse back over your shoulder and making your way to the sidewalk, crossing the street and heading towards the coffee shop you and Calum spent a lot of your time together. The two of you loved to share a late brunch occasionally there, and whenever he wasn’t at the studio, you would always find your way down the block for a quick cup of coffee. That was also the place where you and Calum had your first date over 4 years ago, so to say it was a special place to you two was a fair statement.

The second you walked into the coffee shop, the barista whom you’ve become friends with over the many years of coming here called out to you. “Hey Y/N!”

“Kelsey, hey,” You said, walking up to her, and glancing around the small shop. “Where’s Calum? He said he was here.”

She just pointed to a table up against the window of the shop, where a coffee cup stood–it was the table you and Calum had sat at during your first date. You walked over to it curiously and looked at it, seeing yet another note scribbled on the white cup in black sharpie. 

hello again, you’re welcome for the coffee. you and i both know this is where we had our first date, but do you remember where we had our first kiss?

You looked back at Kelsey suspiciously, but she just gave you a nod of reassurance. Taking the cup in your hand and tightening your grip on Sheldon’s lease, you fled the coffee shop and as quickly as you could, made your way a few block’s down to the library in which you studied for your exams while you were still in university, finishing the cup of coffee in the process. 

The large wooden doors opened and you walked inside, wondering if it was alright to bring Sheldon inside. You assumed he wouldn’t be allowed, but the librarian sitting behind her desk just gave you a friendly smile.

Sheldon tugged on the lease, leading you towards the back of the library and sniffing around. Littered on the ground leading you to the section of books where you and Calum had your first kiss were rose petals, identical to the ones from the bouquet and Sheldon’s collar. 

Your breath hitched in your throat at the sight of them, but out of curiosity you followed them, practically being dragged by Sheldon as he yearned to sniff the petals. He stopped at the first one he came to, trying to eat it, so you bent down and picked him up and continued walking, turning the corner where the petals led and saw Calum there, on one knee.

You nearly dropped Sheldon. “Calum?” You asked breathlessly, bringing your free hand up to cover your mouth in shock. 

“Y/N,” He said, his voice cracking slightly making you giggle. He cleared his throat and shook his head, clearing the nervousness out of his voice. “Y/N, it’s been a crazy 5 years being your best friend as well as your boyfriend, and I have never loved anyone else more than you. You’re all I want in life, baby, you and me against the world.”

You swore you could’ve fainted as he reached into his back pocket, tears blurring your vision at the sight of the small box in his hands. He opened the box and the surreal moment had tears streaming down your face. “Y/N?” He asked, taking one of your hands. You nodded. “Will you marry me?”

“Yes,” You said, shooting him a bright smile. “Yes, of course I’ll marry you, Calum.”

He smiled, gingerly taking the ring out of it’s box and sliding it onto your finger. You threw your arms around his neck and crashed your lips onto his, passionately kissing him right there in the back of the library. You couldn’t stop mumbling i love you so much against his lips, and Calum couldn’t help how exciting he was getting, not only at the fact that he was going to marry the love of his life, if you know what I’m saying *winks devilishly.*

headcanon that Nico and Will sleep with like seven blankets, and in the middle of the night, Nico wakes up cold because Will is a baby and took all the blankets for himself. so Nico just slides under the blankets, tucking himself against Will’s warm body. and Will smiles, because he knew he could get Nico to cuddle with him one way or any other.

gettin all cuddly with michael in bed and his head is nuzzled all comfortably in your neck and your delicate fingers are tracing small, light shapes on his tummy while his perfect lil lips press loving kisses in the dip where your collarbone and the base of your neck meet. “i love you, kitten” would be muttered against your goose bump covered skin and as you watched his eyelids flutter closed, his breathing would slow and you wouldn’t be able to help but say “god damn am i ever lucky”

anonymous asked:

Did you read the latest OP, fueling the Zosopp ship???

i did! and i flipped out like a lot …. like in retrospect i should be embarrassed. i have a few zosopp requests and stuff sitting in my inbox that im gonna get to soon !!!! but ive been busy having to focus on other shit so i havent drawn anything good yet i am so sry here have this super fast sopp doodle to chill on until i draw a whole bunch of rly gay stuff 

anonymous asked:

what if grantaire always paints little pictures for all his friends to show his appreciation and love for them. And one day each of the amis paints a picture for grantaire, in return. and they're all really really bad (especially enjolras'. he can't draw to save his life) but grantaire is so happy!! (this is a bad hc sorry but it seems cute)

and he pins them all up on his wall - NO HE GETS THEM FRAMED, because he knows a guy, and he has a lovely gallery right in his main room and just kind of stands there sometimes and looks at all the really awful pictures and smiles and maybe gets a little misty, especially if he’s feeling sad, because he’s never really felt like he was anyone’s Real Friend and then they did this for him