i promise ill get better

A/N So this is like the first time I EVER do a fanfiction (It’s a small angsty drabble) I’m really excited with this!Ihope you guys like it as much as I enjoyed writing it! || The following will be supervised by my amazing writer senpais proudtobeaginger -senpai and rivendell101​ -Senpai and lonestorm -senpai ! They will be the judges but you guys can say stuff too. Be as brutally honest as possible, I’m ready || KayDPink Productions presents to you: I’m right here (A NaLu One-Shot or drabble or whatever)

“So I was hanging from the tree and Happy just– Hey, Luce” The boy on the hospital bed called out to her. She turned slightly as if to tell him he had her attention, when on the contrary she had never been more distracted by the baby blue wall that seemed totally out of character considering the hyper-active guy that had to stay in there for the past two months.

“Luce, you’re not listening to me”

Oh. Right. Two months had already gone by since then, since that happened. That’s enough time to heal, right? Then why am I still here?

“Luceeee”

Why am I still staying here after visiting hours? Why do I still have tolive like this?

“Lucy, GODDAM-“

“What, Natsu? What do you want?!” She had finally answered. Her golden locks cascaded down her shoulders, bangs covering her eyes as she hung her head in shame after realizing what she had just done. Its just she couldn’t do this anymore. She could not watch this happen in front of her and not be able to do anything.

At that instant the boy knew something was different. The way her eyes didn’t sparkle, the way she always looked away from him when he spoke, the way she wasn’t able to be inside when they were running tests on him. It was all different, he could almost smell it. “Hey, Luce, what’s wrong?” He extended his arm, his hand for her to take.

But it all changed even more that small instant.

Standing up with such force that made the chair -the one she had slept on all the nights since that mission- fly back and hit the floor loudly. Lucy looked up at Natsu, fire in her eyes, as she clenched her fists as if that would keep her under control. “What’s wrong?! Are you sure you want to ask me that? Because I can give you whole list. Like, the fact that no one from the guild has come once to see you, not one-“

“Lucy, wait” He tried once

She just couldn’t take it anymore “Or maybe the fact that you, the Fairy Tail Dragon Slayer, the son of the mighty Igneel, that THE Natsu Dragneel is sitting on a hospital bed with needles and who knows what more stuck over his arms and chest”

“Lucy!” He said more sternly this time, but not like that would work.

“How about the fact that you are f***ing chained to the floor-“

Natsu stood up as quick as lighting –the previously mentioned chains clanking against the floor and each other- and he took her soft hand in his, pulling gently to make her move toward him. Lucy looked up at him as they bumped chest with chest and struggled to get out of his hold, as she had done many times in the past and still not achieving her goal thanks to his strength. “I almost lost you.” She whispered admitting defeat, her voice no longer being capable of a strong tone and her will destroyed.

He had fought so hard for nothing. He was in a hospital bed because of her, because of this useless nothing. Yet he still seemed to love her despite everything.

Closing his eyes he dropped his head and nestled it on the crook of her neck like he had done all those times on the train back home after a mission. “What is it with you and never listening to me?”  He smiled against her skin, his hot breath grazing only her shoulder but leaving a comforting warmth all over her body.

“I’m right here, Lucy.”

“That monster. END almost took you away from me”

“But he didn’t, Luce. I’m right here, I’ll always be with you, okay?” He raised his head and she noticed just how much he had grown since last year when he left Natsu towered over her and held her hands tightly in his grasp.  “I was the one who told them not to come, the guild I mean.” Lucy’s eyes widened at his statement. He told his own family to stay away? “Why would you-“And that’s when she noticed.

“Because I’m not Natsu” He let go of her hands, ripping everything on his body off. Needles, bandages, and casts, everything. Even his chains. His eyes turned dark red, dripping with darkness. And his distorted voice sounded like music to her ears. And that disgusted her. “N-Natsu?”

“I told you, END didn’t take Natsu away.” His sharp claws took a hold of her hips pulling her back to him “I always WAS END” He finished. Lucy gasped in fear as tears ran down her cheeks.

She had been deceived.

 Her screams would have surely called somebody’s attention and that’s why she wondered why nobody was here yet. Why did nobody come to save her? “They won’t come, sweetheart. They’re all dead” At that moment the whole room banished, becoming the once green valley that how now turned red with fire and blood. The blood of her friends, of her guild.

“Gray! Erza!” Lucy called out to her former teammates, but they wouldn’t answer. She looked around trying to somehow find her friends. She did find them. “Oh my God…!” Lucy covered her mouth as dark sobs erupted from her mouth and suddenly she found herself unable to breathe.

“Do you understand now, human?”

Erza lay in front of her, how she could’ve missed the body she didn’t understand. Maybe it was the way her hair camouflaged with the blood around her, the way the bruises all over her body compared to the ashes of the once bright flowers. Swords, her own, were sunken deep inside her stomach. The mighty Titania, had fallen.”Erza. Wake up!” The blonde shook her friend’s corpse trying to somehow sense if there was at least some magic left. Some life left in her.

“No one will help you!” END shouted, his voice filled with some kind of sick pleasure. He was having fun. He looked at her, she was slightly tumbled over the body of her friend, crying and trying to swallow all the destruction she had just witnessed. He walked towards her and kneeled, making her look up at him. She had given up. Her eyes had already lost the sparkle earlier that month but now, oh, now not even her soul was there.

The pink haired demon wrapped his arms around her and for a moment, a small, just a small moment, she believed all over again, until she felt it. His claws dug into her back, ripping her flesh apart. She gasped, letting her tears stop for a moment. She knew it was coming but she didn’t think it would hurt this much. Why did her chest hurt if his hand was slicing her back? Why did it feel like her heart fast being ripped out of her chest?  

“Don’t worry, Luce” He let go of her, hand wet with her blood dripping from his claws. He raised his hand to her face and left a small poisonous kiss on her lips “I’m right here”

Rising to his feet, he raised his hand and licked some of the bloods and battered flesh on it. “Hmm, pretty good” Then he walked away. Lucy felt her life leaving her, her spirits themselves trying to somehow keep her magic up, to keep her alive. But it all failed. Only one thing left to do.

“I love you”

The demon stopped in his tracks, laughter ending along with his movement. And for the last time Lucy saw Natsu –not END- look back at her with eyes pleading to save him. He knew what he had become, and just for that splitting second he understood what Lucy had told him. And he became Natsu again for that moment, but it was a moment too late. As Lucy let out her dying breath, her soul was frees with only a scream of pain from her beloved as her lullaby for the rest of her never-ending sleep.

anonymous asked:

If you're still lookin for fix prompts, maybe something with yoonmin and sign language? Dunno why, that's been on my mind lately...

I know you sent this like 80 years ago but I’ve been (really slowly) working on it for a while and it’s kind of a huge piece of shit but… the best I can do for ya right now! 

rating: pg-13
pairing: yoonmin
word count: like 2500 
warnings: mute!yoongi, bad writing, unedited

Hoseok asks first, if Yoongi minds if he brings the new kid from his dance studio to hang out with them, and Yoongi does.  

He minds a lot. There’s a long list of things he’d rather do than meet Hoseok’s new friend, for example, listen to Namjoon talk about the likelihood of an afterlife for three days straight or perhaps the entirety of the new Falling in… something album that Jungkook is, for god knows what reason, obsessed with. But, Hoseok’s grinning so fucking wide and he’s tapping Yoongi’s knee excitedly waiting for the answer, and he finds it impossible to do anything but scowl and nod his assent.

It’s not that he thinks there’s going to be anything bad about the guy. He has full, if not a little misguided, trust in Hoseok’s taste. He just hates having to translate.  

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so i unlocked that stupid millionaire achievement on hyrule warriors a n d

im just imaging this is what theyd do with a million rupees buying the most basic clothing

killing your enemies pays off the “basic bitches and taking selfies” lifestyle theyve always wanted

I am very proud of myself.

It has been over 11 years since I started hating myself and began self harming. It’s been a rollercoaster to say the least, but I’m still standing.

This is a little reminder to all who need it…
YOU ARE WORTHY
YOU ARE LOVED

Today, I’m not only existing, I’m living my life to the full.

Choose recovery, face your demons what ever they may be, because I promise you, it does get better.

I know you’ve lost someone and it hurts. You may have lost them suddenly, unexpectedly. Or perhaps you began losing pieces of them until one day, there was nothing left. You may have known them all your life or you may have barely known them at all. Either way, it is irrelevant - you cannot control the depth of a wound another inflicts upon you. Which is why I am not here to tell you tomorrow will be a new day. That the sun will go on shining. Or there are plenty of fish in the sea. What I will tell you is this; it’s okay to be hurting as much as you are. What you are feeling is not only completely valid but necessary -because it makes you so much more human. And though I can’t promise it ill get better any time soon, I can tell you that it will - eventually. For now, all you can do is take your time. Take all the time you need.
—  Lang Leav, Broken Hearts (Memories)

lyridsca  asked:

Hi. Umm for dirkuu ideas, probably draw them hate-flirting/tango/whatever? (Bluh i'm so original)

here you go! :D


Caliborn: *10 seconds after sloppy hate makeout session* FUCK. THIS IS TOO LEWD. ///m///

#1 Cliché First Meeting

Words: 1399

Pairing: girl x boy

Ashton: school!au

You were nervous. You felt the butterflies in your stomach grow into huge monsters trying to freak you out. But you know you had to ignore them. All you could do was to cling your books into your chest. You stared at your feet ignoring everybody that looked at you. First time on a new school was oh so hard. But you knew the drill. It wasn’t like you were gonna stay in this school forever. So making friends was ridiculous.

All of a sudden you felt a bump in your shoulder and next thing was your books on the dirty hallway floor. Some ignorant guy had run into you. You sat down on your knees and began picking up your books.

“I’m sorry, by the way. “ You looked up and stared into some beautiful greenish eyes. “My mate took my phone, so I ran after him. You’re new? “ You nodded at the obviously good-looking boy. He was on his knees too, helping with the papers that flew out of your hands.

“Yeah I’m new. “ you whispered before getting up – the guy following your actions.

“Welcome then. I’m Ashton. “ He said with a nod. “I hope I didn’t hurt you. “ He was a lot taller than you. His voice sounded like an angel speaking.

“No you didn’t. “ You really didn’t want to look into those beautiful eyes of his, but couldn’t help it. “I better get going. I don’t wanna be late for my first day. “ He chuckled slightly at your words and turned away and mumbled a small “see ya around”. And god, you hoped that you would get to see those gorgeous eyes again.

Calum: school!au

You were bored already. You were late for chemistry, which meant that you got the shittiest place to sit – the front. You were playing around with a pen while the teacher was speaking. Nobody sat next to you, so you couldn’t talk while Mr. Boring was talking. The door went up and in stormed Calum – the Australian douche on the soccer team. You felt bad saying that he was a douche, you just didn’t talk to him that often. As in you never talked to him. The teacher looked at Calum, and being the pushover-teacher, he just nodded at the table you sat at. Damnit. You really didn’t want to sit next to him on the first day as a senior.

The first ten minutes was easy. He didn’t really say anything. But as soon as the teacher told you to start taking notes, he looked over at you with his big, brown eyes.

“Hey, can I borrow a pencil? “ he whispered making sure that the teacher wasn’t listening.

“Really? You’re late and you forgot one single pencil? “ He looked genially surprised by you not answering yes. His cheeks starting getting a tint red as you handed him a pencil. He looked down at the pencil, clearly thinking about what he should say next.

“I missed my bus, “ he said. You looked at him with raised eyebrows and a smirk. “I missed my bus, so I had to run. “ You giggled, not loud, but apparently loud enough for the teacher to look in you guys’ direction. “Ms. Y/L/N and Mr. Hood, that was the last chance. You both get detention after school. “

You looked at Calum with an angry expression on your face.

“Guess we can get to know each other better then, “ he said with that thick aussie accent and a giggle. And you couldn’t help but smile at the way his eyes crinkled and sparkled when he said that.

Luke: saving you!au

Walking down the street with your phone in your right hand texting your boss, and a coffee in the other with important paperwork under your arm, you ignored everybody around you. You didn’t really care about random people on the street. Besides you’ve walked this road a thousand times, what could go wrong?

If you only had thought that through. The last thing you noticed was an old-looking coffee shop. You stepped of the sidewalk ready to pass the road – still with your eyes attached to your phone. You didn’t even hear the usual sounds of cars driving. It was early, so there were normally no one around this street. But in that moment there was.

You turned your head to late to see the car driving towards you. And all of a sudden you got tackled to the ground and got a heavy loud of weight on you. Everything you had in your hands were on the ground. Your phone was to your right while the paperwork was ruined by the coffee stains.

“Sorry. “ You finally looked at who was hovering over your body. A gorgeous guy, around the same age as you with eyes as blue as the sea. He got up and offered you a hand.

“You saved my life. “ you mumbled. The guy laughed, picking up your phone. You knew you were gonna get fired now. Those papers were important for the company. But honestly you didn’t really care. You hated your job and had thought about quitting for months now. So really it was lucky those papers got stained.

“I don’t think you would have died. “ First now you realized the guys thick British accent. “I’m sorry by the way. “

“Oh no, it’s okay. You’re from England? “ The guy laughed at your words again before correcting you. “Australia, actually. But it’s okay. It’s not the first time that has happened. “ You were standing at the road with a stranger who was clearly a lot taller and stronger than you and somehow you felt save.

“Let me replace that coffee? “ he said with big eyes. You nodded and walked towards the coffee shop.

Michael: getting ex jealous!au

You didn’t really like parties like this. You didn’t like the music, you didn’t like the sweat and you didn’t like the people. But somehow your friends got you into this and now you just wanted to get wasted. You don’t really know how you’re gonna get drunk. If it’s on tequilas or cosmos, but you head towards the bar anyway.

There wasn’t really a line so you just went straight up. The cute bartender headed towards you.

“Want anything? “ he said with a shy smirk. You shook your head and leaned against the bar. You looked yourself over the shoulder and saw one of your friends having a good time with her tongue down a throat of a stranger. But then you caught the eyes of someone you just would like to forget. Your ex.

Panic filled your body and you couldn’t think clear. That was until a guy with blonde-dyed hair walked up to the bar right beside you. Just in the right timing. You touched his shoulder lovingly and moved close to him, so only he could hear your desperate whisper.

“I’ll give you 100$ if you kiss me right now. “ And without even hesitating the guy took you by your waist and kissed you hard. Your lips flowed together as the bassline was the only thing you heard now. The kiss lasted almost a minute before he pulled away. You looked at him, your heart in your throat as he smirked.

“Thanks. “ you mumbled but was unsure if he even heard. You looked over at your ex who was clearly ignoring you now. You smiled to yourself.

“Do I get an explanation? “ The guy asked you, almost yelling. You nodded your head smiling.

“My ex was there and I kind of wanted to make him jealous. “ You realized it sounded like you were obsessed with your ex. “I’m over him though. “ You made sure the stranger you just kissed knew.

“So you’re single? “ The guy asked. You laughed and nodded. It was hard to see his face for real in the dark room, but he seemed like you knew him already. “Great. I’m Michael. You don’t need to pay me for kissing you, I would happily do it again… for free. “ He held his hand out waiting for you to introduce yourself.

You giggled at his comment. “I’m Y/N and you’re a surprisingly good kisser. “

A/N: omg that was awful. Sorry. I would love to get feedback if you have time. It was the first time I really wrote in English, so thats why its so meh-ish. But ill get better. i promise. 

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