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By Royal Decree (Part 7)

Summary: Royal AU; you are engaged to be married to the Crown Prince James Barnes. That’s the last thing you want, especially when you meet him and find out he’s the opposite of everything you had pictured. How will you get through it all?

Word Count: 3,313

Warnings: None.

“By Royal Decree” Masterlist

A/N: I finally found my inspiration! Enjoy this part, guys! Also, I have unresolved feelings for a certain movie, so that’s in there. Kudos to those who pick it up

Originally posted by billy-kaplan

King George summoned his son to his office, waiting for him with his back to the door, looking out to the gardens. He had chosen this room as his study for specifically this reason. It offered a beautiful view and Winnifred also loved to walk through the gardens every late afternoon. They would share smiles through the glass as she made conversation with the ladies in her company. It was always a great way for the king to temporarily unwind before he had to go back to his responsibilities.

“Prince James is here, Your Majesty,” the butler announced.

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Open Water: Pt. 8

A Bucky x Reader / AU

Master List

A/N: Sorry this took so long loves. Let me know what you think! I love hearing from you! ♥

Word Count: 1,375

- none.

Tags: (at the end)

*gif is not mine.

“Bucky!” you screamed, making him almost jump out of his skin. “A boat!”

He spun around and flailed his arms, as if on fire. You know he saw the boat too, its lights sparkling across the water like tiny fairies. Acting quickly, he grabbed a stick and shoved it into the fire, the end smouldering and blowing acrid smoke in your direction. Coughing from inhaling the black smog, you grabbed your own stick and followed suit.

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So like yesterday my crush messaged me n we have a date thing planned Saturday I’m rlly pumped

Being Kol Mikaelson’s Child Would Include...

Originally posted by albinobrains

  • Oh MY GOD
  • His family were…. not the best to him
  • So you would totally be his priority 
  • As long as you’re happy, he’s happy
  • He would ALWAYS make you feel wanted. 
  • That’s like the most important thing
  • If you were crying alone in your room or were really upset and didn’t tell him or just something like that   he would be devastated 
  • Your Happiness = Most Important Thing  E v e r 
  • If something was important to you, you sure as hell bet the Mikaelsons would be there
  • “Klaus, where are you going?”
  • “To go teach a few werewolves who their alpha is.”
  • “You can do that after you’ve been to Y/N’s piano recital”
  • “Kol-”
  • Kol would stare them down honestly
  • so tragic I love this
  • With that said, of course you wouldn’t be a normal kid
  • (I’m guessing you’re either part vampire or some witchy voodoo creation)
  • Whatever you are, people would be out to get you
  • Not on Kol’s watch
  • He would totally beat someone up if they had a problem with you or if they were trying to hurt you
  • Not without making sure you’re not looking first
  • He’d stop saying Darling I think
  • You’d be his Darling or his Sweetheart or his Bud’
  • He’d be a great teacher
  • Something about you would inspire him to learn
  • And he would teach you the life lessons that he had to learn the hard way because he didn’t want that for you
  • If you were human he would completely refuse to let you be a vampire
  • Everyone thinks he’d be fine with it because it’s Kol
  • But no
  • Not his kid
  • He wants you to be happy and to grow old 
  • Selfishly, of course, your death would destroy him and so there’s no way he’d let that happen
  • Not in a million years
  • But in case he died, he would definitely put a safe guard in place like a godfather or something
  • Rebekah would cherish you and she’d love how happy you make Kol and <3<3 
  • YES
  • You and Kol would be more like best friends I think
  • Until you started dating or not if that’s not your thing
  • The truth is you’d either be super responsible (thanks Elijah)
  • Or the most mischievous kid on the entire planet
  • So many pranks
  • If most Dads found out they’d be like “Now, come on, that’s not right”
  • Kol finding out would be like “How can I help?”
  • Forehead kisses non stop
  • He’d do anything for you 
  • Absolutely anything, no questions asked
  • You need to bury a body? He’ll say ‘nice work on that carotid artery, I have a whole in the back yard already dug’
  • here’s one i made earlier
  • You would approve of Davina totally 
  • And she would love you too
  • Not as much as Freya but near enough
  • Elijah would definitely see you as another chance to make up everything bad he did to Kol
  • Klaus would be cautious 
  • Kol and him aren’t the closest brothers but they understand family
  • You’d just be super loved and wanted by people
It's their child's first Halloween (EXO)

Y/D/N: your daughter’s name

Y/S/N: your son’s name

Xiumin: -you two were constantly trying to figure out how to dress your daughter for Halloween. You guys were going for the princess look but you couldn’t determine which one you wanted her to dress as- “you really think we’re gonna go basic as Cinderella? No way. We need to find a better one than that” 

Originally posted by youngjaes

Suho: -he would love whatever you put your boy in. Since he was just learning how to walk he was excited to take him out to show off- “I hope he’s ready for all the attention he would be getting”

Originally posted by britamin-graphics

Lay: -he was so excited to hear you say you were allowing him to choose your daughters first Halloween costume- “really anything I want her to be?”

Originally posted by secrethideoutme

Baekhyun: -Baekhyun wouldn’t even let your daughter walk around in fear she would get her costume dirty. He was mad when you took her from him but she didn’t even want to walk at that point anymore- “Happy Halloween Y/D/N likes me more”

Originally posted by baekhyuntella

Chen: -since your son was only a few weeks old and you two decided not to buy him a costume. But you got him a little dinosaur costume anyways- “Y/S/N looks so handsome. I’m very glad you got him a costume”

Originally posted by jongdais

Chanyeol: -your son had a full head of hair so you decided to go the easy route and dresses him up as his daddy- “oh my! A mini me!”

Originally posted by dibidibi-disrespectful

D.O: -you mainly dressed her up so that you two could take pictures to send and post to people. Since she was only a week old you guys decided just to say home- “we have such a cute daughter. I can’t wait for next Halloween to buy her a costume to go out in”

Originally posted by dyoru

Kai: -you two figured out after you out ehr in her costume and stood her up she wasn’t able to stand up before falling over- “I guess she’s still too small for a heavier costumes”

Originally posted by intokai

Sehun: -your son was so excited by his bear costume. So he practically jumped around to see his dad to show him- “you look so good buddy. Daddy loves it”

Originally posted by sebaeked

Kris: -your son already liked Star Wars so it became an argument of what you two should get him- “I mean why be a Storm Trooper when you could be Darth Vader? Choice is pretty clear who’s better”

Originally posted by yourejustmystylee

Luhan: -it was the happiest moment when his little one came out in her fairy costume. He was so greatful you got it for her- “my precious little one looks just perfect”

Originally posted by incrediyeol

Tao: -you got your twin daughters matching costumes. He wanted to get them costumes he wanted but he was okay with the ones you got them anyways- “alright babe I think you actually did a good job picking out costumes for the girls”

Originally posted by zitao-vevo

Unrequited Love


(Disclaimer: I DO NOT own any vines that were included in this.)

Summary: He passionately observed you, standing there completely unaware in the extensive crowd, as he instantly became infatuated with your entire being, with a strong desire to pursue you, but the tormenting thought daunted on him, the saddening thought that you were just a fan, and that’s all you could ever be to him.

A/N: This was supposed to be a fucking drabble, but it turned out way longer than I had planned for it to turn out. anyways, the beauty of this is that you can substitute it for any member (except Jin). as always, I hope you like it :)

Words: 2,600 wow…okay…it really defeats the purpose of a drabble, but I’m going to class it as a lengthy drabble anyways :D

Genre: angst with a little dash of fluff

» Its the feeling of being completely, hopelessly, desperately in love with someone, all the while knowing that your feelings will never reach them.
Its contradictory in that you feel incredible because you love someone so much, but also at the same time you feel almost overwhelming despair because you will never know what it is like to hold them in your arms, or touch their face, or kiss their lips. You will never know what it is like to wake-up next to them in bed in the morning, bodies entwined.

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Amusement Park Mini-Series: Music Video

Summary: In an abandoned amusement park, three AOMG members will discover love.

A/n: This is the second part of a three-part mini-series, where the main character is Jay Park.

Part II: Music Video

Originally posted by jayfatuasian

Jay had thought of everything beforehand. He knew that you wouldn’t agree to this, but if his plan would work out perfectly then he’d get what he want.

The door opened and he turned his head to look at your incoming figure. He got up from the sofa and rushed to take your bag and coat that you removed once you entered the house.

“Welcome home baby,” he said and kissed your cheek before he put your stuff on a chair.

You furrowed your eyebrows and formed an unsure smile, puzzled that he was home before you and at his strange behaviour. “What’s this about?” You asked while unbuttoning the collar of your blouse.

He shrugged. “The boys let me home early, so here I am. I just ordered your favourite pizza and it will be here in twenty minutes. Do you want to take a bath first? I prepared the bath too.”

“Um,” you cleared your throat. This was nothing normal at all, but you played along with him. The two of you barely spent time together so you just have to treasure it. “I’ll take a bath first. You did put my lavender bath soap, did you? I can smell it here.”

“Of course! I didn’t forget!” Jay exclaimed, thumping his fist on his left chest.

Laughing at him, you went to the bathroom. While taking of your clothes, you thought of something. You popped your head out of the door and saw Jay standing, hands planted on his hips, as he stared at the front door.

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Ahhh yay I usually miss when you open requests!!!! Can you do one with hoshi where he takes you to a symphony and he wears a tux💕💕💕?

A/N: i was actually really excited about the potential for this! i hope you love it as much as i did

wc: ~1.3K

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The Right Occasion

“Oooh, how about this one?” Y/F/N asks, spinning around to show another dress. I wrinkle my nose slightly, and she sighs. “Come on, Y/N. They’re all gorgeous!”

“Well, it would help if you told me why I was getting dressed up.”

“Because you, unlike some of us, having a loving and caring boyfriend who wants to spoil you by taking you out for a lovely dinner.” She says, searching my closet for another dress.

I smile at that, thinking of Joe. He really was such a sweetheart, and had apparently enlisted my best friend to aid me in dressing up tonight. I had texted him after Y/F/N showed up, announcing that she was here to make me over, enquiring as to what the special occasion was. All Joe had responded with was ’because I love you’ which was just adorable.

“Okay, this one?” Y/F/N holds up another dress, one I had been saving for a special occasion, although I didn’t know which occasion that would be.

“Hmm,” I tilted my head, before smiling and nodding. “Why not? It’s about time the world sees that dress.”

“We have a winner!” My best friend grins, dancing over with dress in hand. “Now, you’re hair and make up…” She mumbles mostly to herself as she begins to play with my hair, no doubt imagining different so’s she could create.

I laugh and let her fuss over me, enjoying the feeling of someone pampering me.

It’s about an hour later when I’m allowed to look in the mirror, and I can’t help but let out a small gasp when I see myself. Y/F/N had done my hair in a style that framed my face just right, and the make up was natural, so it enhanced my features. I spun around once, admiring the dress I had bought all those months ago, glad I had talked myself into it.

“That boy is going to flip when he sees how beautiful you are.” Y/F/N rests her head on my shoulder, smiling at me in the mirror. I take her hand in mine, giving it a soft squeeze.

“Thank you, I look amazing.”

“Of course you do! I wouldn’t have it any other way.” She replied, dropping a kiss on my cheek. “Now come on, your car is waiting outside.” She slips her hand out of mine to replace it with my clutch and places my jacket over my shoulders.

“I’m going, I’m going!” I laugh as she gently pushes me towards the front door.

“Don’t have too much fun!” Y/F/N calls to me as I climb in to the car, I see her eyes sparkle with that mischievous look just before I close the door, leaving me wondering what she was up too.

Turns out she was hiding a proposal from me.

Y/F/N had been right, Joe flipped when he met me outside the restaurant, his jaw dropping as I stepped out of the car, causing my heart to flutter. My gorgeous boyfriend was also dressed up, which was a lovely sight for the eyes. He was nervous throughout dinner until we got dessert, and that was when he popped the question.

Joe kept it simple, speaking from the heart before he got down on one knee to open a small black box with a gorgeous ring inside.

It took me a moment to answer with a yes, as all the words and breath had left my body.

Now we sat together in the back of the car, heading home. Joe had one arm wrapped around my shoulder, his other hand intertwined with mine so we could look at the ring together.

“Is this why you sent Y/F/N over?” I asked softly, smiling down at the circle wrapped around my finger.

“I knew you’d want her to be a part of this night.”

“And you wanted to make sure I was dressed the part.”

“Love, you could be wearing anything and I’d still think you look beautiful.” Joe places a kiss on my head. “But she really wanted to dress you up, so I agreed to do it somewhere fancy.” He finished.

I laughed softly, imagining my best friend asking Joe of that one favour.

“Well, it was perfect.” I tell him, tilting my head up so I can place a gentle kiss on his lips. “I love you, Joe Sugg.

“I love you too, soon to be Y/N Sugg.” Joe smiles softly at me, leaning in for another kiss.

True Love

Request- Hi can u do an imagine where ur dating Cas but one day his ex Athena comes out of the ocean naked and talked about her time with him when she’s out but you hate it because Cas ends up giving his jacket to her and always doing stuff because she asks but one day when you hear Athena say I want you back cas then kisses him you just lose it and punch her and say he’s my man find your own then you kiss Cas

A/N- Did someone ask for cheesy fic with extra cheese?! No? Well have it anyways! xTell me what you think?

Cas x Reader

Word Count- 1343

“This was a great idea,” you say to Cas.

He had suggested a trip to the beach, a beautiful one at that. It was nice, quiet and isolated. The sky was clear and the sun wasn’t excessively burning your skin. There was a pleasant breeze. What you love about this entire thing was that Cas was with you. The beach was isolated and secret so it was just Cas and you.

“I’m happy you think so. I’ve been trying to bring you here a few times but it never seemed to be the right time,” he sighed.

You turn your head to face him, “Thanks babe,” you say as you lean in to kiss him.

He smiled into the small kiss. He looked at you and saw the whole world ahead of you. Cas was glad he brought you, since you needed the break from the constant hunts. You both laid there, next to each other, listening to the ocean splashes and the seagulls every now and then. It was calming, for both of you.

It was like that for an entire hour.

Then you heard more splashing from the ocean than normal. You sat up and saw someone coming out of the ocean. Not only that but, she was naked. Completely naked and headed toward you. Your instincts made you sit up and reach for your gun that you just so happened to have brought along. You pointed it straight at her.

“Athena?” Cas questioned in a soft voice.

You whipped your head toward him, but still kept the gun pointed at her. “You know this chick?” you asked him.

“Y-Yes. Athena is,” he starts, still staring at her as he stood up.

“His ex-girlfriend,” she finished. “Castiel,” she whispered, “We had an amazing time together. You remember right? I could never forget. I really… miss you,” she said as her eyes wondered all over him.

“Yes. I- remember,” he answered.

“I’ve been thinking about you a lot lately,” she paused as Cas draped his coat over her. “So I thought I’d visit you so we could chat. If that’s okay with you.”

“Of course,” he said but then he looked at you, “Is that okay?” he asked.

“Cas… Today’s OUR day off. We’re supposed to stay here and relax,” you respond hoping either he or this ‘Athena’ takes a hint.

“It will not take long. I promise,” Cas responded. Which in turn only angered you more than you were already.

“Yes. No harm no foul. Right?” she said while giving you a victorious look.

Bother her and Cas walked off ahead of you.

You glared at their retreating figures, “Can’t promise that I won’t hurt ya,” you say under your breath, walking to catch up to them.

For the next couple of hours, you spent it following them. Cas did everything she asked. They went shopping, had a nice lunch, and not to mention her filthy arms were linked with his the entire time. You were at your breaking point.

“Cas… Can WE go HOME?” you asked through gritted teeth.

“Ah yes. That is a great idea. Athena would you like to visit?” he inquire with an innocent expression.

“Oh-” her eyes flicked to your annoyed expressed face, “Sure.”

‘Cas you STUPID ANGEL!’ you shouted in your head, all while glaring at her.

In a blink of an eye you were in the bunker. You immediately stomped off toward the kitchen for a drink because you wouldn’t be able to survive the day without one.

“You’re back early,” Dean said. Seeing as you didn’t look like you were in a good mood, “What’s wrong?” he asked.

“Ask the dumbass with wings,” you respond.

“What did Cas do?” he questioned but you didn’t need to respond since Cas and Athena walked in. “Or who did Cas do?” he whispered, earning a smack from you. “Ow!” Dean sighed, “Cas can I uh- talk to you for a sec?” he said more than asked, pulling Cas to the side. “Who’s the hot stuff?”

Cas tilted his head, confused by Dean’s question, “I don’t understand. You already know Y/N,” he responded.

Dean laughed, “Well guess there’s no problem there,” he whispered. “I meant the other one.”

“Athena? She is… someone I was with before Y/N,” he stated.

Dean’s eyes widened, “Your ex?! Cas. Come on! Even I know that aint a good thing.”

“What do you mean?” Cas inquired.

“Cas, darling, can I have a tour of the place?” Athena called.

Cas looked toward his voice, and smiled, “Of course,” he said, walking to her. She linked her arm with his again and they walked off.

Dean sighed and shook his head, walked back into the kitchen, where you were taking a shot of whiskey. “You know Cas isn’t gonna understand unless you tell him.”

You sat there sulking, looking at the empty cup in your hand. You knew he was right but you just couldn’t bring yourself to go after him.

Twenty painstakingly long minutes went by and you couldn’t take it any longer. You got up from your seat and searched for them. For him.

“Cas!” you shouted throughout the entire bunker.

There was no respond. The bunker was quieter than it had ever been. Even with you shouting his name, opening every door, and running around. No one but you were home.

It was like that for another three days. Sure Dean and Sam were there but they weren’t the ones you wanted to see.


Cas popped in, though he was accompanied by her. “Y/N. I’ve missed you,” he said.

“Oh really?” you respond, rolling your eyes. You knew you shouldn’t be too mad since it was partly your fault but it was his as well.

Cas was taken aback by your tone of voice and how you just stomped away. He was about to go after you but Athena stopped him. “Castiel. Wait.”

Cas turns to face her, “What is it?” he asked.

“I… The real reason I came back is because I missed you immensely. I really- really like you a lot,” she said. “I- want… you back- her face inches from his until she closed the gap that is.

Unfortunately, you had decided to come back and tell Cas exactly what was on your mind. You came back and witnessed your love kiss someone else. You clenched your teeth and balled up your fist. You pulled Athena away from Cas and punched her.

“Cas is my man!” you shouted. You grabbed Cas’ collar and pulled him to you, crashing your lips on his. It was rough from all of your pent up frustration. Cas was surprised at first but he quickly kissed your back, only adding to your heated passion.

You were both so immersed in the kiss that you completely forgot that Athena was there. After a few minutes, she cleared her throat.

You groan and pulled away. “Look we both know you and Cas are-” you start.

“Nothing,” he sighed, his arm hugging your shoulder, “Athena. We were over the moment you left me. Y/N. Y/N is the one that made me realize that what I felt for you was not love, because I only believe in one love. True love. That- That is what I feel for Y/N.”

Since you hadn’t heard Cas say something like that before, your cheeks began to redden. You looked him in the eyes as he did you and could feel the love he felt. You could only hope he felt just how much you loved him in return.

Athena, as annoyed as she was, disappeared. You didn’t question it at all.

“I love you too Cas. So much,” you whisper.

He smiled and leaned in to give you a small peck on your lips. Then another and another. Small kisses turned into one passionate one. Both of you knowing that no matter what happened or who comes out of the ocean, naked or not, you’ll always stay together, because you loved each other, and that love was true love.

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Fourth Time’s The Charm: Part 2

Request by @krystal-buckys-girl: oh, pretty please will you write a Dean x reader where the reader is a hotel heiress who keeps having to get saved by him and he slowly falls for her while keeping watch on her during the most recent case? I love your writing. It would be a treat!

Word Count: 2546

Warnings: Kinda implied smut? Not DeanxReader smut though… sorry guys…

A/N: Not sure when I’ll get Part 3 out. I’ve run into another writer’s block.

Part 1

You left the Winchesters to do their sleuthing and headed to your office. In order to keep up your appearance as a ditzy heiress, your office was in the second room of your suite to keep it hidden. Once you entered the office, though, there was no doubt that you were more than just an heiress.

Sitting down at your desk, you woke up your computer and immediately set to work creating a Winchester-only code. With your double-bachelors in Business and Management Information Systems, you were set to take over your father’s hotel empire upon his retirement. Hell, you were already managing half of the business.

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Fanfiction idea

so i haven an idea for the fan fiction story i want to write, but i need to figure out which WWE Superstar to use suggestions are welcome!

so here is my idea: 

Y/N is a girl who feels like she’s too broken fro anyone to love her, she has a past of abuse, rape, she’s always depressed, self harms a lot to deal with the pain, and has lost all hope in the world. the only thing that’s kept her alive is her love for WWE. what happens when she meets (Superstar). will he help her to see the good in people and the world. or will he turn out like all the rest?

so yeah suggestions are open if you would like to help me

anonymous asked:

Akutagawa, Chuuya and Atsushi reaction when their S/O breaks up with them for no reason, but then a few months later they find out that it's because their S/O had a terminal illness.

Aw… I just wrote an angst a few days ago so hopefully my angst brain is ready for some heart breaks…

Akutagawa Ryuunosuke

“I love you.” you would always say those three words everyday and it almost sounded like a melody in his mind. He couldn’t say ‘I love you’ back fairly often because of his shy nature when it comes to love. But you knew he loved you even more than you loved him.

“Akutagawa…” you whispered through the phone, your hand trembling with fear. Your breath shortened into quick hiccups and it sounded like you were crying through the line.

“W-What happened, (F/N)?! Are you hurt?! Tell me right now!!” Akutagawa suddenly panicked. He was just about to head out to his second mission of the day until you called him unexpectedly.

“I need to talk to you- right now.”

“What is it now? I don’t have much time so you better make it quick-”

“Let’s break up.” you said it so loudly and a bit too fast that you almost drew the line harshly.

“W-What?? What are you talking about?” Akutagawa scoffed, feeling his chest tighten.

“I can’t tell you… But we need to break up.”

“Do you even know what you’re saying right now? Have you lost your mind?!” Akutagawa spatted out. For some reason, he was angry at you. Why would you want to end the relationship? Was it something he did wrong? Were you not happy with him? All these questions floated on his mind.

“I wish I could tell you but even if I did you won’t believe me…” you clutched your heart into your chest, biting your bottom lip.

“I-I…” Akutagawa stuttered, his muscles twitching and shaking with disbelief. “I can’t believe you would say that…”

“I’m so sorry, Akutagawa… I had no choice but to choose this path…”

“For all the smiles and laughter you gave me… Were fake?” his voice quivering now, he gritted his teeth.

“Akutagawa, please believe me. I’m doing this so you won’t have to burden the pain!”

“What pain?! I don’t understand you!” he boomed, holding his phone so tight that his knuckles turned white like a sheet of paper.

“This is goodbye, Akutagawa… I’m so sorry I had to say this on the phone, but I’m very busy at the moment…”

“Well so am I. Farewell, (F/N). To think that you loved me.”

“I’ve always loved you. And I will always love you even when I die.” you smiled, hoping your smile would reach him. But you doubt it after he cut the line to only hear the dark silence of the phone…

A few months later, Akutagawa received a very urgent message. The message was one of his co-workers died due to an illness. He thought nothing of it because it was just some random person working for the Port Mafia who was suffering from a disease.

‘Happens all the time.’ he thought as he shuffled through the files of that person who deceased. His eyes immediately widened as he felt his whole world crumble when he saw a very familiar picture of the person in the file in his hands. It read:

‘(L/N), (F/N) died yesterday morning due suffrage from terminal illness for a few months.’

Akutagawa was unable to contain his emotions as all of his rage and frustration exploded. He tossed the files like a frisbee across the floor as he put his elbows on the desk, cradling his head with his hands.

‘I’m the one who should be apologizing, (F/N)…. I’m so sorry….’

Nakahara Chuuya

“Let’s break up.”

It almost sounded like someone was waking him up, telling him that his time to breathe was over. Extermination.

“W-Why?” he was concerned about you for the past few months. You were often carried into hospital beds so medical aid would help. Even though you never whispered a word about this to him, he knew. He knew you weren’t feeling well.

“I don’t want to tell you. It’s more painful for you and me especially.” you dug your nails into your palms, feeling your heart throb.

“You can tell me anything. I love you and I care about you.” Chuuya walked over to hug you but you stepped back, avoiding his touch. Still looking at the ground, you told him.

“Chuuya… Please don’t say you love me… You should love someone else before anything bad happens…”

He scoffed. Was this some kind of a joke? “You think I’m cheating on you? Is that why you want to break up? I only got my pair of eyes on you not-”

“No!” you shouted but suddenly gasped afterwards, thinking that you said it too harshly. Chuuya looked hurt- his beautiful ocean blue eyes were foggy and cloudy with sadness.

“You don’t love me anymore? After all those times we had together?” his voice was soft and quiet but it was filled with melancholy. Your body shaking with despair, you could only produce a few words.

“I’m so sorry, Chuuya.” you turned into your heels and ran farther and farther away from him.

It wasn’t until a few months till Chuuya finally heard news from you. You’ve been out a lot from work and spending most of the entire month in the hospital. He suddenly been called from one of the private medical care to come down. Dashing out of the headquarters and running to where you were cared for, he finally found you laying on the bed with an oxygen mask.

“(F/N)!! (F/N)!!” he rushed by your side- seeing the pained look on your face.

“Oi! What’s wrong with her?!” he demanded an answer from the doctors who looked at each other with worry.

“Hurry up and tell me, you dumbasses!!” 

“She is currently suffering from an terminal illness. She’s been in this place for quite some time.” one doctor explained.

“How the hell can she be saved?!”

“It’s no use now… We’ve done everything but it looks like she won’t make it.” another different doctor said with a dismayed look on his face.

“What kind of a fucking doctor-” Chuuya rose up and stomped over at that doctor and grabbed him by the collar. “Would just give up when the patient is suffering all by herself?! She can be saved!! I know she can!” 

“S-Sir… We’ve done everything we can to help her but I’m afraid there’s no other way to help her. She’s in a terminal illness so she cannot be cured.”

Chuuya wanted to cause a huge ruckus and an uproar but he was so in shock that the only thing that came out of him were tears pouring out from his eyes endlessly.

“You fucking dumbass doctors… You idiot, (F/N)… Leaving me all alone like this…” Chuuya slowly slid down as he dropped to the ground in a sobbing mess. 

“If I could have one wish right now is for you to live on… I wish I supported you from behind… I’m such a terrible boyfriend, I’m so so so sorry…”

Nakajima Atsushi

Atsushi came into the ADA the next morning in a grumpy and under the weather type mood. He chucked his bag that landed on his seat as it slowly spun and sat down with a huge heavy sigh.

“Woah there, Atsushi kun. What’s gotten into you? It’s so unlikely to see you so gloomy.” Dazai chirped, poking his side.

“Please stop it, Dazai san. I’m really not in the mood right now.” Atsushi muttered, putting his head down for a second.

“Eh~ I feel so hurt, Atsushi kun!!” Dazai whined.

“I should be the one saying that. I’m more hurt than you’ll ever be.”

“Okay, Atsushi kun. That was a bit too disrespectful.” Dazai gathered his maturity and spoke in a serious tone this time. Atsushi lifted his head up and sighed once more.

“You’re right, Dazai san. I’m sorry. It’s just that I’m so confused and a bit angry…”

“If there’s anything that’s bothering you, don’t hesitate to talk to me.” Dazai gave him a warm smile. The tiger boy felt a bit rejuvenated as he spoke his problem.

“Last night, my girlfriend called me up to suddenly meet by a playground to tell me something.”

“Her name was (F/N) chan, am I right?” Dazai asked.

“Yes. She told me she wanted to break up with me and she refused to tell me why.” Atsushi could feel his heart ache every time he mentions that he’s been dumped for absolutely no reason. 

“I strongly believe she does have a reason that she broke up with you but probably is too afraid to say it.” Dazai answered.

“Why would she be afraid? Doesn’t she trust me?”

“I wouldn’t think that way, but there’s a possibility that there’s something that has been bothering her so much that made her choose the decision to break up with you, Atsushi kun.”

“How can you reach to a conclusion like that?”

“I’ve always seen you two together all day. She was so close to you, it was like no one could separate you two apart!”

Atsushi couldn’t help but to flush but shook off the feeling. “I wish things were still like that today but- I just miss her so much. She won’t answer my calls or my texts and when I tried going over to her house, it’s always dark and no one answers the door.”

Dazai put his hand under his chin, stroking it. Pondering out loud and deeply he realized that this was a bit too suspicious. He was a man looking for love so in the mean time, he decided to observe you and Atsushi’s relationship so he can use it as sort of a guide to when he gets a date. Of course, in his opinion it wasn’t a very good guide observing from Atsushi’s point of view.

“This is indeed a bit strange. Did you get any other calls lately?” Dazai asked.

“N-No… Not that I know of.”

“Hmmm… I’ll keep this in mind, Atsushi kun.”

The next few weeks flew by so slowly and Atsushi was getting more and more depressed by the minute without you by his side. Who knew love could be the most powerful weapon on Earth? He was daydreaming about the time when he asked you out on the two of you’s first date. It was suddenly rudely interrupted by Dazai’s shouts across the halls. Barging into the door with a loud bang, he ran over to Atsushi and dragged him out of his chair and out the door.

“W-W-What are you doing, Dazai san?! I still have work to do!!” Atsushi said, frankly alerted and panicked.

“I have some terrible news, Atsushi kun. I just found out that (F/N) is in the hospital right now and she’s been taking some few tests and surgeries. Looking at the problem, it doesn’t look like she’s in good health.”

A cold hard stone sunk in the tiger boy’s stomach as guilt rose up inside his stomach instead. You? In the hospital? Since when? Why didn’t you tell him?

Rushing to the building in a lightning speed, they finally reached to the 4th floor, where you were hospitalized. The moment Atsushi laid eyes on you, his voice immediately suppressed into sobs, slowly transforming into cries of help.

“A… A-Atsushi k-kun….” you whispered weakly, trying to lift your hand.

“I-I’m so sorry, (F/N) chan… I shouldn’t even be alive right now…” Atsushi took your hand gently as possible as he pressed it onto his cheeks.

“Your hands… It’s so cold… This is all my fault…” his tears started to rise up again until you wiped them with your thumb. Your touch was very soft and he could feel your hands trembling. It was only a matter of time now.

“Y-You don’t have to blame yours-self, Atsushi kun. I-It’s been awhile since I’ve been suf-ffering terminal illness. I didn’t want to drag you into th-this… That’s why I broke up with y-you…” you smiled weakly.

“I should be the one in bed suffering, not you! Please don’t leave me, (F/N)! I love you so much…”

You slowly sat up from the bed, feeling all your bones crack and your muscles twitch in pain, sending tingling sensations all up and down your limbs. “Atsushi kun… Even if I leave from this world, just know that I always love you… I-I never wanted to break up b-but I couldn’t just bare seeing you so h-hurt because of me…”

He ran his fingers through your messy tangled (H/C) strands. “I’m the one who can’t bare to see you like this. I want to go with you, please.” he begged and begged, staring deep into your dull eyes.

“Don’t, Atsushi kun. Keep living for me. I know it might be hard, b-but I know you can do it. Y-You’re the strongest person I’ve ever met… You o-overcome every obstacle.”

“(F/N)… I can’t…” he shook his head as the tears from his eyes rolled down your hands to your sleeves.

“Ma-make me the reason for your living… I’ll still be right beside you or inside your heart, p-protecting you… D-Don’t worry, I’ll be right here…” you slowly started to lose conscious as Atsushi cradled you into his strong arms and laid you back down on the white sheets.

“I love you, Atsushi kun. Be strong.”


[Request] Yoosung Fanfiction #15: O-Oppa...

Request from @dreams-can-be-dangerous: “Hey~ could you please do a fluffy fanfic of yoosung were the MC is a year younger than him, and he wants her to call him oppa~ or stuff like that??”

A/N: I had fun writing this :) Hope you like it! 


“Could you do something for me?” Yoosung asked out of the blue.

“What is it?” I asked in reply, though I was mainly focusing on cutting the carrots into thin, even slices. It was my first time making dinner at his house, and I had decided to make bibimbap, since Yoosung never seemed to be eating enough vegetables. I really hoped it would turn out fine, since Yoosung was always the one making me the best tasting dinners in the world. Seriously. He was even praised by Chef RamG at the last party. 

“I want you to… …”

“Sorry, what again?” I didn’t catch that last part.

“I want you to call me ‘oppa’.”

The question caught me off guard entirely and I almost sliced my finger. I dropped the knife just before I could do so, and it fell against the chopping board with a loud clatter. “W-What?” I asked, doing a double take. Surely I had heard wrong…

“You heard me. I want you to call me ‘oppa’. Like this: Yoosung oppa~” he ribbed in an unbelievably high-pitched voice, presumably in poor imitation of my voice.  

My face began to heat up as he started to laugh at his own joke. “Are you serious?” I couldn’t believe he was asking me to do something so embarrassing. He had never asked something like that before, not even after he found out that I was actually a year younger than him. 

He nodded as he sobered up, looking me squarely in the eye and flashing me a toothy grin. “Say it, please?”

“No,” was my automatic reply.

Pretty please?” 


“What? Why not?” Yoosung was utterly dismayed, getting up to his feet and walking over. 

I backed away slightly as he approached, gesturing for him to stay away since I was busy enough as it was. “It’s embarrassing, that’s why.”

“But you’re a year younger than me!” he argued with a pout.

“And you never had a problem with me calling you ‘Yoosung’ before. Why the sudden change?” I replied, raising my eyebrow. No way was I going to call him… oppa… not in the way that he had just shown me.

“Because you called Seven ‘oppa’! That’s not fair!”

My brows furrowed in confusion. “When did I…” 

“I took a screenshot of the chat, so no denying it!” he said, showing me said picture on his phone. 

I stared at it briefly, before I finally recalled that conversation.

It had been just yesterday, and all of the RFA members had been online. For some reason everyone had been discussing Seven’s terrible eating habits and diet that was sure to get him cancer some day, and exchange had gone down like this:

Me: I also think you should take better care of your health.

Seven: Hmm… I’ll do it if you call me oppa~ <3

Me: You will?

Seven: of course!

Me: Ok then. 

Me: Seven oppa~ Please take care of your health! ^^;

Seven: lololol ok <3

“But that’s different!” I retorted.

Yoosung sulked and put his phone back in his pocket. “What do you mean it’s different? Why would you call Seven oppa and not me? Is it because he’s older?”

“It’s not that…” I said, lowering my eyes. Sure, calling Seven ‘oppa’ had been easy - it hadn’t meant anything to me at all. I

Yet for some reason, the thought of having to call Yoosung ‘oppa’ made me cringe, and made my face heat up uncomfortably.

“Is it really that hard to call me ‘oppa’?” Yoosung questioned, sounding a little hurt. “Just once. If you can call Seven that, then it should be no problem for me.”

A pang of guilt hit me. I supposed, it wouldn’t be too bad calling him ‘oppa’ if he wanted that so much… “Fine, fine, I’ll do it,” I relented. “But only once.”

He nodded eagerly, staring expectantly at me now with a ridiculously wide grin on his face. My face grew even hotter and I tried taking deep breaths to compose myself. Not a big deal, not a big deal, come on. You can do this. 

No good. I was way too nervous Why, oh why, did I have to do this? 

Forget it, I was just going to say it once and forget it never happened.


“Hold on!” he interrupted. “I need to record this!” Yoosung fished his phone out of his pocket again and held it up. 

“N-No recording this!” I exclaimed, rushing over and attempting to snatch his phone away. Yoosung made a sound of dismay when a stray strip of carrot that was stuck on my hand slapped him in the cheek.

“Yuck,” he complained, taking it off his face and throwing it in the direction of the trash bin. Except he missed and it fell to the floor.

“Yoosung! That’s a waste!”

“But I don’t like carrots.”

“It’s for the bibimbap!”


I groaned, but took the opportunity while his guard was down to successfully steal his phone from him. 

“Hey! Give that back! I need to record it!” He began chasing me around the small kitchen.

“No way!” I said as I ran out of the kitchen towards the living room, laughing as I went. There really wasn’t much room to run though, so Yoosung caught me in no time, though I didn’t yield his phone easily.

“Give it to me!”

“Never!” I taunted, backing away until my back hit the wall. Dread must have been plain on my face, because a wicked grin crept up Yoosung’s face and he cornered me, trapping me completely. 

“Give up, there’s nowhere for you to escape,” he said smugly. 

“I-I’m in the middle of making dinner—”

“I’m not letting you go until you call me oppa.”

I stared flatly at him. “What’s with you and this sudden obsession?”

“I’m jealous, that’s what!” he retorted, frowning. “You called Seven oppa but not me. And you don’t want to call me that… why? Do you like Seven more than me or something?”

A long, heavy sigh escaped me. Of all things… “Yoosung, if I liked Seven more I would be dating him, not you,” I said, my eyes softening. Yoosung blushed a little and lowered his gaze. “And it was easy calling Seven oppa because… well… it was just a joke. It didn’t actually mean much.”

“So… you’re saying that it means something to you, calling me oppa?” he asked, perking up.

Damn, why was he so shrewd at times like these?

“I-It’s not like I’m embarrassed or anything…” I said miserably, to which Yoosung laughed.

“Okay, fine, I won’t tease you anymore,” he grinned, taking the hint. “But I just want to hear you call me once. I won’t record it. I just really wanna hear you say it to me!”

“Oh, fine.” Anything to get back into the kitchen and away from this embarrassing situation. “Yoo—”

“Say ‘I love you from the bottom of my heart, Yoosung oppa~’!” he interjected.

“I love you from the bottom of my—”

“Oh come on, say it like you mean it!” he complained, pouting. 

Inhaling deeply, I cleared my throat and tried my best to keep meet his eyes. “I-I love you… from the bottom of my heart, Y-Yoosung… o-oppa…” 

“Yay, you finally said it! Hah! That’ll teach Seven!” Without warning, he wrapped his arms around me and squeezed me tightly, causing me to laugh along with him. “I love you from the bottom of my heart too!” he declared, lifting me up and spinning me around. Peals of laughter now filled the living room and before long both of us collapsed on the couch, panting and still laughing.

“Okay, I’m going back into the kitchen now.” I got up, but Yoosung grabbed my wrist to stop me. “What is it?”

“Just… Just once more. I promise it’ll be the last time.” He gave me his best innocent look, the look that he knew would make me do anything for him in a heartbeat. 

I felt my eye twitch in annoyance.

Not. Today.


Imagine Tom is obsessively in love with you, Dumbledore’s daughter.


You turned and found your housemate, Tom Riddle walking quickly behind you to catch up with an eager look in his eyes.

“Yeah Tom?” You felt a shiver travel up your spine as his deep, cold eyes met yours and hold them their as if attracted by a magnet.

“I found this…” He pulled something from his cloak pocket and reached out to hand it to you.

It was a red leather journal with a pressed in design and a brass snap to keep it closed.

Your journal.

“You must have left it in Ancient Runes.”

“Oh…” You trailed off and swallowed hard. “thank you Tom.”

You reached forward awkwardly to take it. The way he held the book in an unusual grasp made it nearly impossible for you to take it from him without brushing his hand with yours.

“While we’re here, I was wondering if you would allow me to escort you to Hogsmead this weekend. I know you usually go with your friends but…”

“Oh, uh.” You flushed and shuffled on your heels uneasily. “Sure, I don’t see why not?”

Tom smiled with a sort of deep self satisfaction. “Until then.”

“Right, I uh…I have to go.” You excused yourself and rushed down the hall.

Tom was Handsome and charm, you even had a bit of a crush on him there was no denying that.

But something about him was just off.

He had a coldness about him, and since you two had met in your first year he immediately seemed oddly attached to you.

At first it was from a distance, you could feel him staring at you then looking away.

But starting in fifth year he became more forward, date offers, eating meals together, starting conversations.

And you always seemed to be losing things around him, only for them to turn up a few days or a week later when he presented it to you with a smile and a warn to be more careful with your things. and most times you just brushed it off as you being careless

Except this time.

You knew for a fact you hadn’t lost your journal because you kept it under your mattress in your dorm.

You wrote in it every night until three days ago when it went missing and you practically tore the room apart looking for it.

Slowly you opened the front cover and scanned every page.

When you reached the fifth page you found your proof.

The ribbon book mark had been moved; you always kept it square in the center of the book because you thought it looked prettier that way.

Now it was on the fifth page, folded over as if it had been entered in a rush.

He’d read through it.

anonymous asked:

26+58 with ashtonnnnnnn

26) “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.”
58) “You don’t have to say anything.”

“Hey baby!” Ashton chirps, walking into the living room. Quickly his face drops when he looks over and sees your face is red and puffy. “Oh gosh, what’s wrong love? Is everything alright?” Ashton rushes over to you curled up on the couch.

“Get away from me!” you shout, pushing him back slightly. You jump up from your position on the couch and start to charge out of the room.

“Wait!” he gasps, grabbing a hold of your wrist, stopping you from leaving the room. “What did I do? (Y/N), I can’t fix things when I don’t know what I did!”

“Seriously Ashton? You really think you can say that stuff about me, especially in an interview, and not expect me to be mad? Wow,” you exclaim, yanking your arm from his grasp and heading towards the staircase.

“Babe, please. I don’t know what you’re talking about!” he pleads, once again grabbing your arm.

You glare back at him, causing Ashton to release you once again.

“Ashton please, you don’t have to say anything. I know I’m clingy and I hang around you too much, you can quit the act!” you yell at him. Ashton stands there, dumbfounded, confused by the words coming out of your mouth. He tries to remember when, or if, he ever said anything like that, mind drawing a blank.

When Ashton never answers, you scoff and head back up the stairs and straight into your room, slamming the door on the way in. You make your way over to your bed and flop down on it, angry and upset.

Several minutes later, you hear the door creek open. Sighing, you roll over and glare at the boy who walks in.

“I don’t want to talk to you,” you groan, rolling back over.

“Too bad, I’m talking to you. Listen,” he starts walking over and sitting at the edge of the bed, as far away from you as possible, “I never said that in any interview. The other day I did say however that you came along on tour sometimes and I felt bad that I couldn’t always hang out with you. If it was an interview you read that said I thought you were clingy, it might have been from that. You know how they like to twist our words and make shit up.”

As he finishes, you roll over and stare at your boyfriend. You know he’s probably right. After 4 years of being together and dealing with this kind of stuff, you think you’d know better that he actually loved you and wouldn’t ever say that about you. If anything, you knew he was the clingy one.

Sighing, you sat up and crawled over to Ashton, draping your arms around his shoulders and burying your face into his neck.

I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to yell at you like I did. I should’ve known better Ash. This has happened before. It’s been a long day,” you mumble into his neck.

Ashton wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you onto his lap. He gently lifts your face up so he can look into your eyes.

“It’s okay love. It’s just something we have to deal with sometimes. As long as we always get through it, it’ll be okay,” he smiles, gently pressing his lips to yours. “Now how about we forget about that stupid interview and cuddle. I was in the studio all day and I’m exhausted and I could really use your cuddles to help me relax.”


anonymous asked:

Does morty play yandere simulator ?

( y e s,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, he awaits the day u can make
 senpai be a girl because whenever rick catches him playing
 it he’s like “dude ur so gay” and he screams. he also rly loves
 the art for the manga and would probably marry the fuck out of
 ???? most girls in the game. but ma n he cant wait to design
 female senpai to look like jessica HAHA WOW WHAT A PIECE