hi friends! it’s been a hot minute since i’ve posted anything — college and my internship started again, been working on the weekends, so it’s been a lil crazy. anyhow, i’m back!!!!! there will be some changes, though. only for the better (i promise).
first off, jeff wittek has entered my life and completely ruined me (after finally giving in and watching vlog squad videos bc ya girl blocked them out for so long) SO that means i’ll start writing imagines for him too, and other VS members if requested.
secondly, and most importantly (imo), I’LL BE MOVING BLOGS. a while ago i made a new main account to add this side blog to, and i figured it’d be easier to just combine a personal blog with the imagines since i’ll be posting imagines less regularly, and will be able to like....... actually interact with y’all on the main blog.
!!!!! LAWLEYIMAGINES WILL BE MOVING TO CRISPYCROKEWITTEK !!!!!
also i’m so fuckin happy that our bby boy kian is home and i shed a lil tear at bob’s vlog so there’s that
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“Don’t follow me, don’t contact me – just… just don’t, okay? I need some space.”
And while Kian had struggled with doing just that at first, he slowly got the hint and gave you your desired space. That didn’t mean things had suddenly gotten better, though. There was still a long way to go, but... things were looking up. Especially compared to three months ago. You and Franny had talked things through, and she, too, had clarified that it was just a kiss. A drunken one, that had absolutely no meaning behind it. Still, you had difficulty trusting their words and trusting them, as two individuals.
Still, Franny invited you to her birthday party. The two of you were trying to fix your friendship, but you had barely talked to Kian. You knew he was going to be there, and vice versa, too. Was this really going to be a good idea, to see each other at the birthday party of the girl he cheated with?
You had decided that it was, in fact, a very stupid idea – yet you still went. All your friends were going to be there, and it was time to face the truth. No more escaping. Three months had passed, and it was time to grow some balls and fix whatever was still left to be fixed.
So there you stood, in your quickly thrown together outfit. You had decided to go together with the Merrell twins, just so all eyes wouldn’t be just on you as you entered the party. You could hear his voice from a mile off, though, and your heart tightened at the sound of it. It had been so long since you’d heard it. Still, you walked in to the room filled with people, walking up to the birthday girl first.
“Fran – happy birthday!” You said, a big smile on your face. It still hurt, it did, but it was time to move on. You handed her a little Chanel bag, containing a pair of earrings.
“(Y/N), I’m so glad you’re here. Chanel, huh?” Franny laughed, wrapping her arms around you, and you hugged her back. “Thanks for coming. It means a lot,” she whispered, hugging you just a little tighter before letting go. You shot her another quick smile, this time a more reserved one.
Through that whole moment, you could feel a pair of eyes burning through the side of your head. You knew who it was. It only took a quick side glance to confirm your suspicion. “I’ll catch up with you later, okay?” You told Franny, and as she nodded, you turned away, facing your ex-boyfriend. With a big sigh, you slowly stepped towards him. Kian seemed surprised by that action, probably not expecting you to immediately go to him. It hadn’t been your initial plan, but why wait, when the opportunity was right there?
“Hi,” you spoke, a tight smile on your face.
“Hey,” Kian greeted back, eyes travelling over your whole appearance. “You look good.”
An awkward chuckle escaped, “...Yeah, thanks. You too.”
“Didn’t expect to see you here.”
“I, ah – it was kind of a last minute decision, honestly.” You admitted with a shy nod. He knew he was the reason behind that. “You got a second to talk?” He immediately nodded at that, and lead the way to a little bit of a quieter place.
“It’s good to see you again,” Kian started, a little awkwardly.
“Ki, I’m not here for small talk. I just... I want to fix whatever is left to fix. I need peace of mind. I need to be able to breathe normally whenever I’m around you, instead of having this tight feeling in my chest because everything still hurts. I’m ready to have that talk now.”
Kian seemed taken back by your spill of words. You were too, if you had to be honest. “So let’s talk,” he said with a firm nod. “I want to fix this, (Y/N). I want to fix us, if that’s still possible.”
It wasn’t just a confession, it was a question, too. “I don’t know,” you answered honestly. “I don’t know if we can still fix this — us, but...” You stopped yourself, letting out a big sigh. This was a decision that had taken so much thought, time and energy from your side. “I want to. I want to fix us, because I love you. I should hate you,” you spoke, a slightly choked chuckle slipping past your lips.
“You do?” He said, surprise washing over his face once again. All you did was nod. “I don’t know what came over me that night, (Y/N). I honestly don’t. Maybe I drank too much, I don’t know. All I remember is, I was missing you, and Fran was there, and we just... we kissed. It was wrong. I felt so guilty after. I shouldn’t have done that, ever. But it happened, and I’m still facing the consequences now. I didn’t expect you to say... all this. But if you’re serious about this, I’m 100% willing to prove to you it was just a one time thing. It won’t happen again, ever. Ever. I’m serious.”
The corners of your lips slightly tugged up. “You’re rambling.”
This made Kian smile, too. “I am. I missed you,” this time his voice was slightly softer, eyes searching yours as if he was searching for those same words he’d spoken to you.
“I missed you, too. So much. Don’t ever do that to me again. Ever.” You could feel tears pooling your eyes again.
“Never, okay? Never. Don’t cry, please.” Kian inched closer, placing his hand on your cheek and as if it was instinct, you leaned into his touch. “Does this mean I officially get a second chance?”
You were silent for a few seconds, but then nodded. “Yes. It’s gonna take some time to fully trust you again. Don’t fuck it up, Ki. I’m serious. Promise?” You held up your pinkie, and with a light smile, Kian laced his pinkie through yours.
“Promise.” Kian kept your hand in his, and pressed a firm kiss to your lips. “God, I got so much to catch you up on. I moved back in with the boys – and Chelsey, too, this time.”
“So I’ve heard,” you laughed, feeling like a huge weight had been lifted off your shoulders as the two of you spent the rest of the night catching up, singing karaoke songs, kissing, and enjoying each other’s presence. It was like being on your first date all over again. Sometimes it was easier to forgive rather than torture yourself by cutting some you love so much out of your life for good.
REQUEST: hiii can you write a fic where kian and the reader have been together for a while but only in secret and kian wants to let his friends know but the reader isn't sure! if you do write this could you make it really angsty
“Look how pretty you look in this picture, babe,” Kian mumbled as your head was resting on his chest, leg thrown over his as he was apparently looking through pictures of the two of you.
“Ew, no – I look like a potato,” you argued, though the soft chuckle that followed let him know you were just kidding.
“No, you don’t,” he immediately argued back. “You’re the most precious thing ever, look at’cha,” he cooed, pinching your cheek playfully. “I wanna show you off to the world, baby.”
And there you go again. “Stop iiiit,” you whined, pulling away slightly as you rubbed your cheek. “I know you do,” you spoke with a sigh. “We can’t, though, Ki.” This time it was Kian’s turn to sigh.
“That’s what you keep telling me, but I never get an actual reason as to why I can’t, (Y/N).” He was getting annoyed now, you could tell by the look on his face and the tone of his voice. “We’ve been together for – what? Seven months? No one knows, besides our parents. Why? Just why?”
You were silent for a few seconds, avoiding his gaze as you played with the soft fabric of his hoodie. “I’m – Jesus Kian, I’m scared.” The words you spoke were soft, but he’d heard you. “Everyone ships you with goddamn everyone, they all expect some model and then here I come,” your voice got a little louder towards the end. You got defensive, mostly for yourself, because you knew your reason sucked but still, you stood by it.
“That’s bullshit and we both know it. Why can’t we tell the ex-roommates? You’re cool with them, they like you. I just don’t get it. Are you afraid of what they’re going to think seeing me next to you?” Kian’s frustration only grew as he spoke, running a swift hand through his fluffed hair.
With a roll of your eyes, you pulled away from the position you two were in and instead sat up on the bed. “That’s not it, not at all. I’m lucky to have someone like you next to me,” you whispered the last part, eyes meeting his again. “I’m just scared... Scared that once people know, something will go wrong. I don’t want that. Don’t you think I’m tired of hiding? All I want is to tell my girlfriends about you and gush about you, but I can’t. I don’t think they’d judge me, but I’m...” You cut yourself off, a light shake of the head in place as you picked at your nails, avoiding his gaze once more.
This time he grabbed your chin, kind of forcing you to look at him. “If something happens, that’ll only make us stronger, okay? Just because we tell people doesn’t mean you have to share me. I’m still yours and yours only.” Those words made a small smile form on your lips, this time nodding your head.
“I’ll think about it,” you finally said, getting back into the position you were in before, wrapping your arms around Kian’s waist and pulling him close. “I’m scared to lose you, that’s all. But I’ll think about it – right now, though, I just wanna cuddle.”
im........... emotional. holy shit??? how did we reach 100 already??? honestly thank y’all so much for following and actually reading the imagines lmao <3
about to write a fresh crispy imagine for all of y’all so stay tuned heh
alsO i made a kian stan blog for dumb shit and reblogging n all that over at @crispycrokelawley so if u wanna go follow that :)
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REQUEST: Can u do a imagine about kian that he cheats on you with Franny but then u makeup after 3 months
(just to clarify: the cheating part (aka this part) happened when he still had his apartment, pt.2 will be set later on when the boys + chelsey are rooming together again).
Just because you and Kian were a couple, and had been one for a couple of years, didn’t mean the two of you did every single thing together. Kian had his own friends, and while his friends had welcomed you with open arms and quickly became your own friends, too, you still had a couple of friends who weren’t involved in the world of YouTube and influencing. So, when Kian told you there was a party that the two of you had been invited to, you’d already made plans with some friends you needed to catch up with.
But when you woke up, you wished you had gone with him instead. Maybe then all of this could’ve been prevented. Your twitter had been blowing up with notifications, everyone tagging you to show you the same goddamn Instagram story. You didn’t know who had posted it, and quite frankly, you didn’t really care, either. All you could see now whenever that stupid video played was his lips locked with hers, and it broke your heart. Some said it was Franny, others were sure it wasn’t her. You? You didn’t know what to believe anymore. You had stayed at your friends house, so you didn’t even know if he’d gone back to his apartment, or spent the night with that same brunette girl. Your heart broke just at the thought of something more than a kiss happening. Kian hadn’t tried calling yet, either. Neither had you. You needed some time to process this, but as soon as you would walk through his apartment doors, you would most likely explode.
You slowly put the key in, the beat of your heart going crazy and your anxiety through the roof. With a shaky breath, you pushed open the door and looked around as you stepped inside, immediately taking off your shoes as you always did whenever you were over at his place. “Ki?” You called out, your voice shaky. No sounds to be heard, and no one seemed to be around. But as you walked inside more, you could hear the shower running, and not a second later, the tap turned off. “Kian?” You called out again, this time more steadily. Foot steps could be heard, and soon his head popped through the slightly ajar door. “Hey,” he spoke back softly. Kian knew he fucked up. He could tell by the look on your face, and you could tell by the fact he was sorta hiding from you.
It felt like your heart had dropped into your stomach, feeling nauseous just from looking at him. And it weren’t butterflies like every other time you looked at him. “I think we should talk,” you whispered, yet your voice was firm. Kian slowly nodded, wrapping a towel around his waist and running a hand through his wet hair before he walked out of the bathroom and towards you. His eyes were searching yours, as if to gauge whether he could come near you and kiss you, or whether to stay away. The cold look in your eyes said enough, though. “Please, just let me explain before you jump to conclusions, alright, baby?” A humorless chuckle slipped past your lips at his words. Sure, you wanted to listen to him and give him a shot at somehow digging his way up from his hole he’d made, but you had already made your conclusions. “Sure,” you spoke, avoiding his gaze.
“Okay – so,” he started, a big sigh following his words before he continued, hands fiddling with the hem of his towel, “it’s – y’know, fuck, Y/N. I fucked up. We kissed, but that’s all. She didn’t come back to the apartment, I didn’t go back to her. We just kissed.”
“Who was it?” You questioned, though you had a pretty good guess, based on the video. Kian avoided your gaze and just opened his mouth, to then close it again. “Kian, who was it?” You pressed once more.
“It was Franny.”
Another humorless, choked chuckle came from you, tears pooling in your eyes as you shook your head. “It wasn’t just a kiss, Kian. You went back in for more. I saw the video with my own goddamn eyes, you asshole. And the fact that it was Franny only makes it worse – she is my fucking friend!” Or so you thought. She hadn’t tried reaching out yet, either.
“I know, Y/N, I know. Fuck,” his voice got louder towards the end, running a frustrated hand over his face as he tried to process it all. “I don’t wanna lose you – I really, really don’t. C’mon, I love you.” Kian really tried, and you heard the desperation and hurt in his voice. But you just couldn’t. “It didn’t mean anything. I don’t have feelings for her or anything like that. Fuck.”
“Should’ve thought of that sooner,” you spoke with a scoff, as the first tear drop ran down your cheek. “You’re in a relationship, Kian. With me. Your girlfriend. Or did you forget about that? Can’t just go around kissing other people whenever you feel like that, or is that what you’ve been doing for the last three years of our relationship?” You knew you were going too far now. Never in a million years had you expected this to happen, though. You had always trusted Kian, put your faith in him, and it seemed like that was coming right back at you like a slap in the face.
“What the fuck? Of course I haven’t, do you seriously think that? C’mon Y/N, don’t say stupid shit like that.” The look on his face killed you, but not more than the video repeating over and over again in your head. You spun on your heel, ready to get to the door and leave his place. Leaving him, and everything else, behind. “Don’t go, please – don’t go. What do I need to do? Tell me, just – please, don’t go.”
“Don’t follow me, don’t contact me – just... just don’t, okay? I need some space.” There was so much going through your head in this moment, and all you needed was to be alone and cry your heart out.
SUMMARY: You’re off to visit your family in New Jersey for a month, but your boyfriend misses you too much, and maybe – just maybe – you miss your boyfriend too. So much, that you come home early and surprise him.
“Hi, baby,” you mumbled as Kian’s face appeared on your screen, the corners of your lips tugging up slightly at the sight of his messed up hair and barely opened eyes. He’d just woken up, while you had already been awake for a couple of hours. You were currently back home, in New Jersey, to visit your family.
“Morning,” he muttered back, running a hand through his hair to make it look somewhat presentable – though you always told him you liked his messy hair the best. “Miss you,” he spoke again, propping his pillow up a little so his head was higher up and he could rest his phone on his night stand.
“I miss you,” you replied. “Just a couple more days and I’m back.”
What he didn’t know, though, was that you and Franny had planned everything out and you were actually going to be back in Los Angeles that same day. Since she had been your best friend from back home, and had actually been the one to introduce you to Kian and the guys, which resulted in you moving to LA, she was more than down to help out. Franny made sure to invite all the guys over after you would arrive at her apartment, so you could surprise everyone. To say you were feeling giddy was a huge understatement.
“I know. Feels like it’s been ages since I’ve kissed you.”
“Soon, baby. Soon. I gotta go, but I’ll text you later, alright? I love you,” you said, as your sister came into your room to let you know you really had to go to the airport now, or you would be late. “I’m hanging out with the whole fam today, so I’ll probably text you tonight.”
“Alright, baby, have fun. Love you,” he spoke back as he waved through the screen.
The second he hung up, you put on your shoes and went downstairs, carrying your luggage with you. Luckily your dad offered to drive you to the airport, but that meant you had to say goodbye to the rest of your family. No matter how excited you were to go surprise Kian and fly back to LA, it was hard – and very emotional – to leave your family behind. Even after all the times you’d done it.
The flight had gone quicker than expected, you’d tried to get some sleep but once you realized that wasn’t going to happen, you just scrolled through some old pictures of you and Kian. You’d only been gone for a month, but it had been the first time in two years that the two of you had been apart for so long.
As you walked out of the airport, you were met with the face of your best friend. “Y/N!” Franny screamed as the two of you ran towards each other and hugged. “Oh my God, I missed you.” The hug lasted for a few more seconds before the two of you pulled apart. “Kian has no clue at all, he called me earlier today telling me how much he missed you. Said he was even looking for tickets to come visit you. I told him he just needed to keep it together for one more week.” That for sure made you smile.
“Okay, you hide in here. They’re about to arrive any second now. I’m going to blindfold them all, and then I’m getting you so we can surprise them, got it?” Franny went over it for what felt like the fiftieth time. “Yes, Fran – I got it,” you confirmed with a hearty laugh. Adrenaline was flowing through your body, unable to keep still and just fidgeting all the time.
“For this last one, I need all of you to put your blindfold on,” you could hear Franny telling the boys.
“All of us?! If there’s a snake, I swear to G-” Kian yelled out, but Franny stopped him immediately. “Stop crying, Kian! Just put your goddamn blindfold on.”
“I’ll be right back, guys. Just need to get my last object,” Franny announced, feeling giddy herself. You could hear her walking up to the room you were currently hiding in. The door opened, and she pulled you out, holding her index finger to her lips to tell you to stay quiet. You nodded, both of you walking over towards the boys. Your heart skipped a beat as you saw Kian’s face, his leg bouncing up and down.
You were pushed forwards slightly, so the boys could reach out to you. “The last object is right there, y’all. Feel free to... guess.” Franny announced, a big smile plastered on her face. Immediately different hands touched you. Corey was first to reach out, then JC, then Bobby and lastly Kian. You could see some of them form an ‘O’ with their mouth as they figured out it was you, though no one spoke as they waited for Kian to react or say something.
“Take off the blindfolds, guys,” you spoke, breaking the silence.
“Holy shit,” Kian breathed out as he heard your voice. He didn’t even have to take off his blindfold to know it was you. But he immediately did, jumping up as a big smile formed on his lips. “You’re fucking here. Holy shit. I missed you so much.”
“Y/N!!” All the boys screamed. Every single one of them stood up and threw their arms around you and Kian. “Boys, I love you, but I need to... breathe...” Slowly, one by one, they let go of you and stepped back, leaving you back to Kian.
“Hi baby,” you spoke through giggles as he snaked his arms around your waist, holding you tighter than he ever had. “I’m home,” you mumbled into the crook of his neck as your own arms came up around his neck. You pulled back slightly to press your lips against his. “I’m home.”
ok y’all, apparently i got teleported back to the year 2013 because i’m back on my kian game and felt the need to write imagines about him………..
so here we are lmao. while i set up this blog, feel free to send in some requests to write :) i have a couple of my own that i’ll be writing asap. they’ll mostly be about kian, but i’m definitely going to include the roommates and other friends. give me feels, angst, all of it.
