Whilst my personals are queuing, I thought I’d write some song preferences until Friday of which I’ll continue with the gif imagines, unless you guys like these ones as well & then I’ll do both.

CASPAR:
‘You make me feel, stronger…’ (Archive - You make me feel)

You sat on your bed, sobbing your heart out. Hate, that’s what you were reading. You and Caspar had been going out for a few months now but only just took it to the public. Caspar tweeted a picture of you and him kissing in a field and he uploaded it to Twitter, IG & Tumblr with the caption 'the love of my life.’ The viewers had automatically sussed that this wasn’t a joke and actually, Caspar had found someone special.
Now.
90% of Caspar’s 'sluts’ were extremely happy. They followed you and found your own IG, as you gained thousands of followers at a time even though your account was on private. They found your Tumblr and some even had a rough idea where you lived. Usually, you got a lot of love from them, and soon even became an 'inspiration’ which Caspar loved. You got your own fan-accounts. You always spoke to them, you were a normal girl and saw yourself as nothing that special.
However.
For some odd reason, that remaining 10% of fans didn’t really understand the fuss over you and got it into their head that you were lapping up all of the fame. So what did they make? Hate groups, they tweeted, they made nasty comments on Instagram, they attacked through Anon on your Tumblr inbox - there was no escape. But all they were was jealous. So today when you were flicking through your social networking and saw different hate messages, you couldn’t help but cry. Caspar walked into your room with various snacks and gasped when he saw you crying. “Baby! What’s wrong?” he asked, putting the snacks on the bed and rushing over to you and holding you tightly, even though your tears were getting his shirt wet. “Wait, don’t answer that, I can see the hate from here. Babe, don’t worry, everything will be okay, I’ll do everything in my power to make sure that they don’t hurt you again, okay? Now cheer up beautiful, you mean so much to me and it kills me to see you so upset,” he whispered softly. You slowly felt your composure come together as you sat in Caspar’s embrace. You couldn’t do anything but nod, in silent agreement, letting Caspar hold you for a few more moments of contented silence.

lol I’m sorry this was awful.