Lonely-Annabell

(THIS TIME YOU ARE THE SAME AGE AS TAEMIN SO ALL SHINEE ACCEPT HIM ARE YOUR OPPAS~ EVEN IF IN REALITY YOU ARE OLDER…PLEASE USE YOUR IMAGINATION) The tall brunette stood waiting in his usual place. He was always there, always by himself. He always waited at that spot by the gate at the front of the school. You guessed it was because he either had friends or family that he picked up. "Hello Minho-Oppa…" You mumbled as you walked past him, just like every other day. But this time he stopped you by resting a hand on your shoulder, "Excuse me dongseng, is a boy called Taemin in your class?" Your face flushed red, "Yeah, he's still

Jonghyun x Reader: All My Love Is For You. A/N: I love Jonghyun and this song, so Im mixing 2 of my favorite things together to make this, sorry If its a bit sloppy, Im still learning the lyrics, and lyrics will be posted in the description below~! I hope you enjoy~!                                  ~Tia -.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.- You starred out the train's window, your reflection barley visible, as you watched the mountains and trees rush past you. You felt you phone vibrate, as you looked down to see Jonghyun texted you: Jonghyun: I miss you jagiya~! I want to come home and see you but were preforming tonight again, but after this I'll be ho

Onew x Reader: Oh! A/N: I'm going to start this account with the making all 5 member fanfics, if I get some views, ill do more, so ill be starting from oldest, to youngest, and using Girl Generation songs, so enjoy~!                       ~Tia. -.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.- You stared angered at your food as your friends, Taemin, Minho, Jonghyun, Key, and Onew talked to each other, like you weren't there. Your Jonghyun's little sister, and sadly your treated like a baby, even by Taemin, and your older than him! You looked up, and met eyes with Onew, he gave you a tender smile, and you blushed deeply. You've liked Onew ever since Jonghyun intr

(FOR THIS STORY YOU ARE OLDER THAN TAEMIN AND MINHO BUT NOT KEY) "Onew-Oppa! Give it back…I need it!" You yelled at the brunette, who held your precious journal an arm length above your head. The cheeky older boy leant his face close to yours, "Why? Does it have all your little secrets inside?" His breath blew warm on your face, making your train of thought crash. "Oppa please…can I have it back?" Desperation swam in your eyes, making your Oppa's face soften into a gentle smile. He pressed the small red book into your hands and patted your head, "You have to go buy me chicken now." You nodded absentmindedly, then suddenly snapp

(FOR THIS STORY YOU ARE A LITTLE OLDER THAN MINHO-OPPA, THIS MEANS THAT ALL SHINEE ACCEPT TAEMIN AND HIM ARE YOUR OPPAS) You arrived at work a little earlier than usual that day, feeling excited and you still hummed Christmas carols from last night's TV shows. "Morning Dongseng!" The familiarly cheery voice greeted you, just like every other morning. "Morning Oppa! How are you today?" You grinned back; turning to accept the hug he gave you. As usual, his smile made your heart flutter as he responded; "I stayed up watching carols all night actually…" "I was too! I can't get them out of my head now!" You laughed, pulling off your jack

(FOR THIS STORY YOU ARE KEY-OPPA'S AGE, ONLY JONGHYUN AND ONEW-OPPA ARE OLDER [to be honest I am younger then all the SHINee members –SHOCKING CONFESSION--]) The brunette flicked his hair for about the hundredth time. "Hyung! Would you stop doing that? Your hair is fine!" Key threw his hands up in frustration, but froze and shot you a dirty look as soon as your laughter touched his ears. He leaned in your direction and scruffled your hair, "What are you laughing at?" "No one in this house looks in the mirror more then you! You're even worse then me!" It was true, the fashionable boy had always spent a lot of his time in front of the

It was just another normal day. Well, almost normal. At the very least, it had seemed normal, as you had gotten used to seeing the constant posters around town, each announcing another missing woman. Some were older than others; some were prettier than others, but no matter who, they all seemed to disappear. You were one of the last women in town, so of course you feared you would be taken next. Because of this, you stayed close to your friend Len, though you knew that if you were the next target, he wouldn't be able to do much. Still, sticking close to him was...comforting. Speaking of Len, you felt bad for him. His sister, Rin, had gone m

"Wow... I still don't believe you're here..." Gilbert shook his head with a smile on his face, while holding the steering-wheel. "Me neither… I mean, of course I believe I'm here in Germany, but that I found you that quickly? No, this's what I can't." Gilbert just nodded, the smile in his face even bigger. "What were you doing in the train station by the way?" you asked, looking at him. "Oh, I just brought zhat stupid Austria guy zhere, since he doesn't know vhere's anything round here…" "Well, I'm really, really, really lucky to have found you. Seriously, Gil, if it were not you, I'd be completely lost!" "Hehe, of course you'd be, but

'This is so boooring~!' You couldn't help but stand up again and go to the bathroom. Actually it was the fifth time you went there, and going to the toilet was only an excuse to you to stand up and walk a little. You were still in the airplane, for 6 hours now and it was dark outside. Most people were sleeping, but some of them were also watching a movie in the small TV (which was in the seat in front of their own) or just reading something. You had done all this things and now you were bored. Sure, you were very excited that you'd get to see Ludwig again and all this stuff, but being in the plane was just and only boring. The space between

---------- One year later, ______'s Mother P.O.V. ------------ It has been difficult. Since the Beilschmidt brothers moved away, _______ hasn't been the same anymore. She don't eat if I don't obligate her, she doesn't play with other kids or went outside. She cried most of the time while looking at photos of her and Ludwig. It broke my heart, but there was nothing I could do but wait until she woke up from her trance and realizes that it isn't the end of the world. At least I hope it isn't. ---------- Twelve years later, normal P.O.V. --------- Now you were 17 years old, and hadn't seen Ludwig yet. You lived your life like always: went to