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Sweethearts--Imagine #21

Anonymous said: Hey! Love ur imagines so frickin much omfg😍😍 could u write an imagine where my crush is sad about his parents divorcing and we get to talking and I cheer him up a lot and we hang out a lot and become really great friends?

A/N: Aww, thank you so much Anon for that sweet compliment!!! I am SUPER sorry for getting to your request so late. Hope this makes up for it! <3 Keep dreaming!~Logan

This was the fifth day that c/n had missed school. The fifth day he had been marked absent. The fifth day that I hadn’t seen his handsome face or passed him in the halls or gotten the chance to exchange a hello. 

I missed him horribly, to say the least. But the worst part was the bundle of nerves in my stomach that hadn’t left since the first day he didn’t arrive to class. For some reason, I felt like I could sense something was wrong. Like there was more to the story than him just missing a week of school. I couldn’t appease myself with the reassurance that he was probably just sick or maybe had taken an impromptu vacation. I couldn’t be calmed by any lame reasons I thought up of why he was missing for so many days. 

I was sitting on the grass, eating my lunch outside where tons of other kids had decided to take their lunch outside as well and take advantage of the pleasant weather. Where I was sitting though was farther away from everyone else. My friends were absent today so I was alone, and picking at the grass on the lawn. 

“You mind if I take a seat by you?” A tentative voice asked from behind. 

My head whipped around to meet the eyes of C/n. I was taken aback. What was he doing here so late? My body felt like it removed a hundred pound brick  from my stomach, though and I moved aside my lunch bag to make room beside me.

“Not at all,” I smiled, shyly. 

We had never really talked much aside from friendly smiles and the occasional greetings and “how are you”s. But I had harbored a crush on him for awhile and this was something I’d only dreamt about happening. 

He sat cross-legged next to me, heaving a sigh that made me feel heavy. Maybe my anxieties about him hadn’t been off. I looked closer at him as he pulled out a simple sandwich and apple from his backpack. His eyes had shadows that weren’t normally so dark, the redness rimming his irises making him look weary and suspiciously like he’d been crying. His lips were set in a tight line, chapped. His normally well-kept hair was covered in a beanie in a poor attempt to contain the wild shock of hair underneath. His clothes looked rumpled and hung off his hunched shoulders. 

Yeah, something was definitely up.

“It’s good to see you,” I smiled softly, hesitating.

I didn’t want to push him into talking about stuff he’d rather avoid but questions were threatening to spill out of my mouth. 

He turned his head to look at me and that’s when I knew for a fact he’d definitely been crying. His brows furrowed a bit.

“Yeah? I guess my homeless look suits me pretty well, hm?” He joked, but his smile didn’t reach his eyes.

“We all have those days. Had a rough day?”

“Try rough couple of months,” he mumbled, a frown settling over his face. 

Suddenly he looked up, regret written over his face. 

“Forget I said that. I didn’t meant to bother you by sitting down. I just didn’t feel like talking to my friends and you’re always so easy to be around– and now I’m rambling,” he cut himself off. 

“Hey,” I said, and he looked up from picking at his sandwich. “I totally get it. You want some space. And you’re not bothering me. I like your company and if you have anything you want to get off your chest, I’m all ears,” I said, smiling reassuringly at him. 

“Thanks, y/n. It’s been a stressful week what with not being here to understand my homework, and dealing with my parents’ divorce, and my friends being the careless bastards that they are,” his shoulders slumped even more, and I wanted to reach out and pull him into a hug. 

“I’m really sorry about your parents. I had no idea,” I whispered. 

He shrugged, trying to pass it off as not a big deal. 

“Is that why you’ve been gone?” 

“Yeah. Frankly, I’m surprised you noticed. None of my other friends have.”

“I noticed the first day you didn’t show. I was honestly worried about you. God, I sound like a creep,” I shook my head at myself, instantly regretting my words. 

“No, actually, it’s really nice to hear,” he said, his sunken eyes looking deep into mine. “My parents have been working on this divorce for awhile and any day where we said hi and you smiled at me really made my spirits lift. Even if just for a bit. I feel kinda lame talking about all my problems when this is the first real conversation we’ve had,” he confessed, looking apologetic. 

“There’s no rules for how to talk to people. At least, not with me. I’d much rather have you tell me about your bad months than suffer through awkward, forced small talk,” I chuckled. 

That got a real chuckle out of him and I savored the rough albeit soothing sound of it.

“In all seriousness though, I’m really sorry you have to go through that. And you really don’t look bad, by the way. In fact, I’m kind of digging the beanie,” I bumped my shoulder into his playfully, eliciting another laugh out of him.

“What about my hair? What do you think of the style?” He asked, flipping his hair like those snotty girls do in movies.

I giggled. “It suits you. Looks rebellious.”

“Wow, didn’t know I’d be capable of pulling off a rebellious look,” he said, chuckling along with me. 

A few minutes of silence followed while we chewed on our lunches before c/n spoke up. 

“I know we’ve only had a real conversation today, but I was wondering if you wanted to hang out at the mall tomorrow? We could look around some stores and get some of those delicious cinnamon rolls?” He asked, eyes finally lighting up with what I could only describe as hope.

“I’d love to!” 


Two weeks had passed and though we had only gotten to know each other recently, I already felt like I knew c/n for years. 

His parent’s divorce was taking a toll on him, so when we talked and hung out I always made sure to keep the conversation light, unless he wanted to talk in-depth about his parents. I savored those moments when I cracked a joke and his dull eyes that used to shine brightly would spark again and for a moment he was his old self. 

Still, is situation was hard on him. Some days he showed up to school looking how he did that first day we talked and the only words he would say to me were hi and goodbye. Still, I stayed by his side even when he chose not to speak. I knew he needed my company, needed someone by his side, showing him they loved him no matter his mood. 

Today, I sat squirming in my seat, my eyes darting to the clock. The bell would ring any minute and c/n still hadn’t walked through the door. It seemed I had become just as addicted to his company as he was to mine. Right as the bell rang and our teacher was closing the door, he bursted through, bloodshot eyes and all. 

It took me only one glance for me to know he’d been balling his eyes out before he’d come. 

He darted to his seat, not wanting to draw attention to himself and sat down behind me. As the lecture began, I let my arm drop down to my side and reach back. Not even a moment passed before I felt his warm palm slide into mine and I squeezed his hand, offering what little strength I could to him. 

This had become a thing we did. Days when words failed for the sadness he felt or when we simply felt like being connected in some way, I’d reach behind me and hold his hand from my seat in front of him. I liked the intimacy of it. It was shy, but calming and the comfort we both got from it benefited us greatly.

Class couldn’t have ended soon enough and I pulled c/n out of the room before the rush of students could block the hallways. Without grabbing a hold of his hand, I led him to a quiet corner near our lockers. 

When I finally turned to him, I simply dropped my backpack to the floor and flung my arms around him. His body reacted immediately, his arms wrapping around my body cocooning me in his comforting embrace. Our bodies were pressed flush against one another and I couldn’t think of something I’d ever experienced before that was so bitter-sweet. A few sniffles escaped from c/n’s mouth and were muffled by my hair, which he had buried his face into. 

“It’s ok. I’m here. I’m right here and I’m not going anywhere,” I whispered to him. 

I pulled back just enough to see his face, every inch of the rest of our bodies still pressed against each other. 

A tear slipped from his eye, and I brushed it away gently with the soft pad of my thumb. The vulnerability with which he looked at me struck my heart and I reached up a bit to place a feather-light kiss to the cheek that had just been dampened by a tear. 

“I don’t know what I’d do without you,” he said, his arms holding me tighter.

“Well, you certainly wouldn’t be ditching class that’s for sure,” I said, a hint of a smile tugging at my lips. 

His eyes widened when he realized what I was implying. 

Fifteen minutes later, I had taken him to a nearby flower shop. On the way, I’d bought us hot chocolate because that had always seemed to help him cheer up a bit. 

But now, we perused the flowers in the shop, losing ourselves in the sweet scents they were giving off and feasting our eyes on the brilliant colors surrounding us. 

“Y/n check this one out,” c/n said, tugging my on my hand. 

I smiled as he brought me over to a beautiful bouquet of peonies. 

“They’re beautiful,” I breathed. 

“They have such a soft color. But they’re not small, they have personality. They take up space. Just like you,” he smiled, looking at me with earnest eyes.

“You calling me fat, c/n?” I asked, smirking.

“No!” He exclaimed, then laughed as I laughed with him. “God, no. I’m saying, that just like these flowers have a gentleness about them they’re not without personality. Look at how they fill up an empty vase. Just like how you filled up my empty heart,” he finished, entwining his fingers with mine. 

And that was the first day we referred to each other not only as best friends  but as sweethearts, too. 


Give me your hand. Don’t be afraid, Nasir. It feels good, right? Like silk.

   Once again,this blog has exploded with another hundred and it’s time for me to thank you for supporting this account so much. Honestly, it’s a bit ridiculous just how many followers this blog has managed to get because I don’t think my portrayal is worthy of this insane number? But you guys seem to like what I’m doing around here so, I can’t complain about that, omfg. Baah, these are always repetitive but really, thank you very much for your help and your love! Being here is fun, it can have it’s bad moments but for the most part, it’s always lovely to write with a bunch of different people, meeting and making friends, being able to write to pass the time and improve.

   Like always, moments like these call for a small ‘follow forever’! I apologize if I’ve missed people as I’m certain not everyone will be here but even if we aren’t mutuals, know that you are worthy of love and attention as well. May I write with a whole new bunch of people sometime soon! For now, here’s the list of lovelies that are super amazing! ❤

@lapxus | @harribcl | @purrrfectwine | @labbrasangue | @seduire | @delicasin | @effloures | @endlingprince | @naru-uzumaki | @wrathsinned | @wreakhcvoc | @wandcrings | @witheredblossom | @eparfille | @ryusxnka | @raajasii | @rexpacis | @thebashful–brute | @tameratrix | @thislovelylady | @youtouei | @inebriatedhands | @iliyovunjika | @incensus | @ill-fatedprince | @immortalcoil | @osaelligr | @oflucis | @oursavior-ourlord | @ofsilverguns | @pactumanimus | @phantomhiveraven | @puckish-rogue | @scarlctta | @serpentcm | @solcorleonis | @stellalumin | @diiavolx | @dokitsuu | @dawian | @feralmindset | @felicitas-amicum | @fortunes-at-ease | @grellshitei | @grimmjxw | @gangleadiing | @godstarved | @helioshero | @hippestbarista | @hiiddeneyes | @kannibahl | @kralovna | @lunaeterea | @zeu-ucigas | @zensuality | @xsesi | @caedxs | @condicionibus | @vindictivevirus | @vccciid | @verumdignitas | @betterhealing | @bloominghands | @batzoku | @blackcuttingmoon | @nullandvcid | @mystxryious | @monstrous-twilight | @diiscordare | @diviinus | @maxfield-stanton | @cxndytuft | @sacramxntal | @celestialbrxsh | @blacknighted | @thereaperqueen  | @katsuragi-yako

   And everyone else who I may have missed since the mention feature is trash…

im not kidding i will sue dctv or whatever if we don’t get laurel x iris like god imagine the possibilities; 

  • hey birdy
  • THE iris west, oh god i’ve heard so much about you”
  • hellooo miss journalist! don’t judge its cute bye
  • -LAUREL LANCE aka BLACK CANARY OMFG BARRY [hits barry multiple times]
  • -did you really take down that douche? “yep with both my fighting and lawyer skills” [winks]
  • girls night out + linda PARK
  • #WESTLANCE and if we are lucky #parkcanarywest too
  • “hey do you want to team up and take this bastard down ?”
  • “do you want me to kick that jerks ass and then send his ass to jail?”
  • -gosh you’re even more wow wow just wow irl
  • -can you punch me in the face laurel? “iris i can’t destroy that beautiful face of yours”
  • hugs hugs lots of hugs 
  • also like iris calling laurel instead of barry
  • laurel and iris talking about oliver and barry being pains sometimeS
first day of school
  • classmate: I've missed you so much, this year is going to be the best school year omfg I can't wait for us to turn up together

Nct cheering up their girlfriend when she’s feeling lonely/depressed 

Yuta: I feel like Yuta would take a more subtle approach to comforting you. If you were crying, he’d wait for you to calm down and would probably hug you a lot. He’d let you know that he was right there, if you wanted someone to talk to. He’d probably smile softly at you while holding you close to him.

Winwin; He didn’t know if you were comfortable with telling him why you were upset so instead, he’d try to cheer you up by cracking jokes or doing weird body movements in an attempt to make you smile. If that doesn’t work, he’d hold your hand and patiently wait for you to talk to him or until you calmed down.

Doyoung: (Omfg i miss him so much) Doyoung would also be the type to make you smile, if you were upset. He’d listen to what you have to say and offer you advice if he had any. If you were feeling lonely, he’d make sure to let you know that he was right there with you, whether it be through body language or through his jokes.

Taeil: He’d get extremely sad when he finds out that you’re upset. He’d blame himself for making you feel lonely and you’d have to assure him that it wasn’t his fault. He’d hug you tightly and if you asked him to, he would gladly sing for you. Especially if you told him how much you loved his voice.

Taeyong: He’s the type of person that would become really upset if others were. Even if it wasn’t his fault. He’d speak to you gently and he’d do his best to comfort you through words. He’d make sure to tell you that everything will be okay and he’d help you get your mind off whatever was making you sad.

Ten: When he found out you weren’t feeling very happy, he would become really clingy. He’d refuse to leave your side until you had a smile on your face. Ten would be hugging you 24/7 and he’d definitely use aegyo to cheer you up.

A/n: Sorry if it seemed a bit repetitive! I also only did this for a few members who came to mind but still, I hope you liked it ~<3

~Admin Kae

anonymous asked:

will you be watching pd101 s2? what do you think about NU'EST and Samuel participating?

YES omfg i was a huge fan of the first season and miss IOI so much;; to be honest with you, i think it’s insulting as to how pledis decided to have NU’EST on the show, since they debuted so long ago. it feels pretty much like a slap in the face because they had so much potential during debut and pledis didn’t manage their growing popularity properly. but even though this is a good opportunity for them to have more exposure, i really wonder what the members personally feel about appearing on the show with a bunch of trainees much younger than them;;; as for samuel, i’m really rooting for him! he had like three closeups last night with “me, it’s me.” i hope he gets to debut with the final lineup :^)


-Feelings? I’m a sociopath, I don’t have feelings. 

-And i’m a reformed killer for hire. We’re perfect for each other. You’re gonna figure that out someday.

lovingcherrydaze  asked:

No but okay your main plot you have going with twiicetheheart, lordnegan, the-tenth-will-see-you-now, killthebxy, tyricnlannistcr, soldier306 and everyone else ( I KNOW I'M MISSING PEOPLE but I'm too lazy to look up urls ) I just wanted to say it's sooooooooo damn good. omfg like I read the shit out of these RPs religiously and I love the story that's going on!! Keep up the amazing work I'm a huge fan and I'll probably make you guys things sometime soon because I love this storyline so much!!

Tags @twiicetheheart @lordnegan @the-tenth-will-see-you-now @killthebxy @tyricnlannistcr @soldier306 because you angel cakes are mentioned.

Oh my Goddddddddddddddddddd thank you so much!? Like honestly this ask has made my entire week, you are an actual angel, okay ?! TYSM !!!!! There are tears in my eyes rn !!! -Hugs you forever- I’m keeping you, okay??

​lol does anyone miss their highschool heartbreakers? As much as I hate the dramatic heartache I endured I have to say it was kinda fun; trying to guess what they’re thinking and making up plans to find out how they felt about you or feeling stupidly jealous when they’re with someone else. And now even tho they don’t exist in your current life anymore, sometimes bits of memories of them just pop up out of nowhere and you’re reminded of that long gone bittersweet phase of life

anonymous asked:

ah I take one day off of tumblr and miss you getting a gf! I wish you two the best and hope she treats you good! you deserve it!

kdfjgdlkgffds omfg okay uhm here’s!! the thing we’re not.. like, official? yet. but we’re definitely super gay for each other we’re just taking things slow which is really good !! i guess we are gfs in everything but title ahahasldkfjds but yeah uhm. thank you so so much for your wellwishes<333 she’s such an incredible person like she’s legit an angel i know she’s gonna treat me good! she does it everyday like she’s just so sweet and supportive and understanding and she makes me so so happy anD ye!! gay.

I am so happy you guys, I literally cannot express how happy all of you make me. Each and everyone of you make me smile on a daily basis and honestly, a fandom like this is a fandom I’ve needed for awhile. You all are so cool, and fun, and each and everyone of you are sooo super amazing.

But, ah, honestly, it’s been barely over a month (a month and 5 days) since I FIRST started off in the Voltron fandom, and to have SO MANY of you in SUCH  short amount of time, its astounding to me, honestly. When I first joined, I kinda just threw together a blog because I liked Lance a lot, I didn’t really expect for it to go anywhere. But it has, and I’m so happy that it has.

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

I just read your newest fic and I adored it. I missed hearing you write Angela so beautifully :,) you have such a great writing style. The voice and characterization you give the overwatch characters is just STUNNING. You make all the characters three dimensional and realistic. Thank you so much for such awesome fics :,)))

Originally posted by blackcoffeeboys


It’s so nice to come back to these asks you guys omfg I thought I totally lost my touch so this is such a relief!! I take a lot of pride in my characterization, so this is really nice to read.

Thank you so much dear <3 This was delightful