#…IDK NOW SCRAM!! <- needs to go to bed

[pieflavoredartz]

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[silviakundera]

Ok I'm trying Legend of Fuyao again. This time perhaps I will triumph! I left off like 2 years ago on ep 26 or so.

Refreshing my memory by skating thru ep 16

oh look, it's sidekick bro I never cared about. Pretty sure his role in the narrative is to be a drag on FL. And fighter guy! He's much more useful.

This period is where I previously began losing my patience with the show. A lot of story time and 16 episodes had passed and I wanted to see FL taking center stage, being a powerful threat. I wanted her to be saving her love interest approx as much as he was saving her. The opening in ep 16 is right back to a situation where I want to see FL beating ass and not Wuji to show up to save the day. Scram, future boyfriend! Ladies are FIGHTING. 🙅

(past me may not have known exactly what I wanted but the answer was A Journey to Love)

It was the whiplash - Oh cool, she's fighting alongside him! ...and then he's knocking her out to be his pawn again :/

But rewatching now, I think I was in the wrong mood. I am older & wiser! I can be patient. I have been promised a battle couple and Fuyao being awesome. I can wait. 😇

Watching the prime minister character be manipulated is entertaining. Fuyao is handling situation pretty well, actually. "The Earth Abdorbing Bell is back to its rightful owner. I've also found Xiaoqi. Why do I need to stay here?" THANK YOU for asking this very pertinent question, protagonist! Her rationale to stay.... doesn't make much sense, unfortunately. Because the narrative (er, the servants) requires it!

"Rest assured? I have been in this office for thirty seven years and I've never had a restful day." idk Mr Prime Minister, maybe u need a new job.

Ok, sneak out and leaving a fake corpse. Not a terrible plan. I especially like the part where u set the mansion on fire.

Prime Minister's foster son is so good looking he's making everyone else in this drama look bad. I like his sullen murder son vibes. Very Hao Du of Long Ballad. MDL says he's basically done nothing since. He was the ML in a 2020 drama that never aired. 💀

I really don't get Wuji. Why is he even involving Fuyao in things. I don't believe he has any romantic feelings at this point. If u can control this nation but can't control her, then... why? I suppose we have to go with ✨fate✨.

Dragon scale armor! Makes me think of the dark tale behind such garb in c-novel Heart Protection.

Why was the doctor randomly lurking around the PM mansion in this dark with a face mask? eh, a man's gotta have hobbies.

Ep 17

So Doctor had a secret mission, ran into Fuyao burning shit down out of happenstance. and now he's dragging her along. I vaguely recall this.

So. Many. Robes. Curtains. Twirling. the twirling I caaaaaaaan't AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Hope I wasn't expected to find any of that sexy. It was extra and hilarious as hell, though. I 100% understand why FL is so done with this dude and ready to go home.

Actually, one moment had real dramatic tension and sexual tension for me. The scene where the prime minister shows up with his soliders and ML is sitting on the bed, acting unbothered, and she's hiding under the blanket. Then slides her hand out and sighs to complete the act. 👌 👌

Then things get INTERESTING as they embark on misc mission things in secret tunnels.

She's like holy shit exploitative royals are trash.

And he's all.... well if I'm Like That would you still be hanging here with me. She sidesteps the question (as she should, since he has all the power). But then, could YOU give me what I want? And he seems intrigued, I presume because then he has something over her.. It feels like a TEMPTATION MOMENT.

Fuyao: nah j/k I'll get whatever I need myself

@dangermousie mentioned to me that Fuyao is very complete in herself. That's really intriguing to me, considering how so many of the characters seem tormented & controlled/restrained by a need to live up to a legacy or another person's expectations.

that CGI magic hamster tho

Totally forgot the reveal of them being ~fated enemies is this early. So she is supposed to break the seals and go to five kingdoms to do it. But he has a mission to STOP the girl w the 5 colored stone. Now he has a character & plot reason to keep tabs on her! ✔ (actually he has those reasons to simply KILL her lmao but protagonist halo, sorry my friend)

Love that she's not a sucker and won't agree to a bet where she has to be an obedient servant if she loses. Just take reasonable requests. But I wish she didn't just take him at his word that he's the one who can help her break her seal. He's a lying liar who lies!

I like that he's a bit uncertain/dubious about the legend that this girl will Bring About The End. Because that certainly sounds wild. Especially since he met her and she seems pretty normal.

[wonunuu]

iris beauty ❀

40: getting closer

✎ synopsis: falling for a guy is never easy, especially when your best friend of many years basically claimed him; you and mina have been friends for as long as you can remember, but your loyalty and trust are tested when she asks you to pretend to be her in meeting a guy she had been talking to online and you unintentionally start to develop feelings for him.

✎ genre: romance, angst, comedy

✎ pairing: reader x yoon jeonghan

✎ word count: 1.6k+

✎ warnings: suggestive

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a/n: i gotta question.. do you think pet names between couples is cute? cos like me, no lol i mean like the only one i'd accept is "my love" but idk i just don't know (this has nothing to do with the au lmaoo just a thought in pj's little brain)

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2:41

After your overtime shift at the café, you head back to your apartment to grab your textbooks. Finals were approaching, and there is no doubt that you were stressed. You need to, not only pass in your exams, but also excel in all of them to get at least a 3.8 GPA, and this is the only acceptable grade for you if you wanted to get accepted into a medical school.

So, studying has been your number one priority for the past couple of days. You and Vernon, your study buddy, have been in and out of the campus library to do nothing else but study. And that’s where you’re heading again. 

“I’m almost there,” you manage to say, panting, while jogging towards the library where an impatient Vernon was waiting. For what felt like three weeks of jogging, the familiar building finally came in sight. There were countless students, some whose faces you’ve seen before, were making their way in--probably has the same reason as you. With this many students going there to study, you knew there would be competition in getting the tables and booths first, and you mentally scold yourself for arriving late. 

“Can you be any slower?” Vernon rolls his eyes teasingly, earning him a light punch on the shoulder from you. The two of you head in and look for available spots. You checked the first floor, but they were all packed. As well as the second, third and fourth floor. Your legs felt like they were about to fall off, tired and numb from climbing an endless amount of stairs. Not to mention, you were also carrying textbooks that’s equivalent to the weight of three elephants stacked together in your bag, and you say that with no exaggeration.

“There’s one,” he points to an empty desk just by the window. As you are walking, from the side of your eye, you see another group of students pointing at it and making their way. You increase your speed, dragging Vernon behind you, so that you could get there first before they could. Fortunately, just before they got there, you slapped your hand on the table. 

“Scram, freshmans,” you growled and Vernon crosses his arms, smirks. The group of friends roll their eyes before they walk away, and you smile in victory. Some would say your actions were a little immature, especially that comment you made, but you gotta do what you gotta do to survive. Afterwards, you and Vernon take your seats, and start your hours of studying. 

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9:28

Opening the door to the apartment, you were surprised to see Jeonghan sitting on your couch, watching the television. You walk behind him and snake your hands around his shoulders, wrapping him in a warm hug, and nuzzle your head between his neck. 

“Another long day at the library?” He caresses your hands and you nod in response. “Have you eaten?” he asks. You remove your hands and walk around the couch. You lay down and place your head on his lap. “I can make you something if you want,” he offers. 

“Will you?” you look at him, smiling. You’ve never really imagined Jeonghan cooking before. You don’t even know if he knows how to. But you weren’t going to turn down his generous offer to cook for you, whatever the result may be.

Jeonghan stands up and heads to the kitchen, and you watch him from the couch. He opens the cupboards, takes out the pan and places it on the stove. He then opens the fridge, looking for anything he can cook. To your surprise, he takes out a bag with a logo of your favourite restaurant. 

You cock your head to the side as your eyebrows meet. “I thought you were going to cook for me. That’s take out.” You stated, pointing at the bag he was holding. “I am going to cook. I’m gonna heat it up. That counts,” Jeonghan looks at you and gives you a smile that displays his teeth. Disbelief is all you feel. You scoff at his reply, and feeling too tired to argue, you lay back down. 

Jeonghan has been nothing but supportive these past couple of days. When you and Vernon were at the library, he would drop by to give you two snacks and drinks. Sometimes, like today, he would use the spare keys you gave him to enter your apartment to clean up so you wouldn’t do it when you get home. Embarrassed, you told him to stop cleaning your mess, but he said it wasn’t a big deal and that he didn’t want you to come home to such an unkempt apartment--the unorganized sight causes more stress, he adds.

You were grateful for everything Jeonghan has done, yes. But you can’t help but think of one specific person who used to do the same. Who used to tell you to eat before you go to bed, who reminded you to drink water, who reassured you that you would pass your exams, and who comforted you when things didn’t turn out the way you hoped for. Joshua has never left your mind since he went away. Often, you wondered what he might be doing and where he might be. You’ve had multiple urges to send him a text or ring his phone to check up on him, but you thought he might want some space. You knew he would come back when he’s ready, and you were willing to move on from the past and start anew with him. Gosh, you miss him.

“Mind telling me what’s in that pretty head of yours?” Jeonghan disrupts your thoughts as he walks towards you, holding a plate. He sits down and offers his free hand to help you up. You grab his hand and use your abdominal muscle to sit up. 

He hands you the plate and you take it from him, and immediately, the aroma makes your mouth salivate. “Mhmm,” you murmured, “this looks delicious. Thank you, Han.” 

Your boyfriend nods and urges you to take a bite. So you did. 

“What about you,” you ask after swallowing your first bite. 

“I’m okay, babe. Just eat, hmm?” Jeonghan smiles while reaching his hand to your face to tuck your hair behind your ear. You felt bad that you were the only one eating, so you feed him. At first he refused, but quickly cave in when you pouted. 

The two of you sat on your couch, taking turns to feed each other. Sometimes, he would follow up a bite with a soft peck or two--he called it a quick served dessert. You rolled your eyes at his corny remark, but you couldn’t hide the rosy tint on your cheeks as the blood rushes through them.

Jeonghan absolutely loved spending these little moments with you. No words can ever explain the feelings he gets when he hears your laughter--your smile alone is enough to make his heart melt as if it was ice cream under a fifty degree celsius summer day. He would not exchange this moment for anything else. There is nothing he wants more than to spend time with the person he loves most. 

After your meal, you head to the kitchen and quickly wash the dishes before going back to sit with Jeonghan. You plop yourself beside him and he takes his arm and wraps it around your shoulder. You do the same as you snake both your arms around his waist and rest your head on his chest, where the sound of his heartbeat is clear and audible. You don’t know if you just really love to hear his heart beat because you love him, or if it’s because of your longing profession of becoming a doctor. You think it’s a combination of both. 

“What should we watch?” Jeonghan asks as he flips through shows and movies available on netflix. You shrugged your shoulders and told him you were okay with any. Soon, the two of you settled with Grey’s Anatomy--a show you absolutely loved. Jeonghan was never a fan of medical shows or whatsoever, but if his girl was going to be a doctor, he’ll have to get familiar with some terminologies, right? 

Three episodes have passed and the two of you were still in the same position as before, cuddled on the couch. You were still watching intently, but you were not so sure about Jeonghan though. Not seeing his face, you guess that he probably fell asleep when you guys were just halfway through the first episode. You didn’t mind though. He deserved to rest. 

However, your guess was proven wrong when you suddenly feel his kiss at the top of your head, causing you to giggle. He did it again, and again, and again, each lasting longer than the previous one, and moving lower and lower. Kissing as a form of affection has become a normal thing between the two of you now. But this time, Jeonghan’s kisses feel more than just affection.

Images in your head started popping in, making your heart rate increase and your breathing pattern to change. 

“Yn,” Jeonghan softly whispers to your ears, making your insides churn, “are you okay?”

Fuck it. 

You unwrap your arms from his body and take your hands straight to cup his face, taking him by surprise. You close your eyes and lean in to kiss his lips. He freezes for  ma second but quickly melts right into the kiss. He uses his hands to take hold of your waist and pulls you in front of him. You oblige and place your knees on either side of his lap.

You detach yourself to catch your breath, but your eyes remained closed as you relinquished the taste of his lips. He did the same, but eager to taste your lips once again, he leans in and kisses you, quite roughly this time. He takes his right hand and places it at the back of your neck, guiding you as the two of you made out on your couch. 

“You still have extra clothes here, right?” You ask between your kisses. Jeonghan doesn't respond, and instead kisses you harder. Soon, he trails kisses from your lips to the side if your neck. Whispers escape you lips as you cock your head to the side to give him more room.

This night is going to be long. 

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THE LOVER WITH FIVE NAMES: queers unite

don't usually explicitly state what people are but in this i decided to. as a treat. idk it's just very important to me that people know herra and augusta are lesbians

She says, “You’re too smart for your own good.”

He grins, chesire. “Not just a pretty face.”

“No, a pretty body too. Presumably; I don’t like men either. Now scram. Go find a bed.”

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“Oh, pah. You could get that anywhere with the right words and your—looks.” She gestures to him vaguely with a grimace. “I don’t know, I’m not attracted to men. But she’s told me you were a whore.”

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“A friend, hm?” Aless leans over the balcony further, pillowing chin in hand. He would probably be fine if he fell, since it’d just be into the pool, but Leonidas prays he doesn’t if only for the sake of avoiding his whining after. He and Ricarda are cut from the same cloth. “Tell us about her.”

His tone leaves no room for guessing what kind of friend he thinks Leonidas is talking about. “Aless,” Ricarda chides, “don’t pry. Leonidas’ business is his own.”

“Ah, no need.” Leonidas smoothly slips out from under Ricarda’s arm. “My desires are not pulled towards the womanly wiles.”

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All Ricarda has ever wanted is his own Franceso, a kind person whom he could shower with affection and share his woes with, whether it be beautiful man or handsome woman.

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Antonia laughs. “We couldn’t have that.” She shrugs a little, looking down at her brilliant skirts. “They were the only thing that brought me the strongest and purest joy when I walked every day through these halls and people mistakenly called me by the wrong name, the wrong gender, and I knew so little of joy in life. They meant nothing by it yet because I hadn’t told them yet but they didn’t understand, and it tore me apart.”

She smiles and smooths out her skirts, watching them shimmer in the sunlight. “And then I did tell them all, though I swear I’d never been more scared. And of course, Ricarda was the first to run into our seamstress’s office to ask him to make me new dresses on my behalf.

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[miyaniacs]

Sinfully Sweetheart HC. Pt 5

Hinata, Lev and Kenma 

feat. Kuroo

pt. 1,  pt. 2, pt.3, pt.4, pt. 6 

Sorry this is soooo long???? and a mess and sorry if this is trash but I feel like Hinata is way too innocent to get what’s going on rn 

SOO LETS START 

So you know each other since you were small

Your as cheerful and positive as him 

You also like to please everyone 

So you’re rather kind and helpful

Because your so close to Hinata everyone 

And I mean EVERYONE thought you’re just as innocent / obvious than him 

Including Hinata himself 

you two went to Kenmas birthday party 

The rest of the team was also invited because Kuroo forced him to give a proper birthday PARTY 

So it’s team Nekoma and Team Karasuno 

And Bokuto + Akaashi ( Gym 3 sticks together  - ride or die ✊🏼)  

Oh and yes Fukurodanis Managers ( Yukie and Kaori) are there too making it 5 girls and about 20+ guys lol ) 

Yes Kuroo did tease Kenma for having like no female friends

And yes Kenma did clap back asking him why HE haven’t brought some of his female friends 

Now everyone is dancing and having a good time 

You sit together with Kenma, Kuroo, Hinata, Yaku and Lev talking about the latest Switch games 

You’re being the sunshine you are, kept smiling and laughing 

Always helping Lev out when Yaku and Kuroo kept teasing him 

It was really fun 

THENNN Yamamoto and Tanaka come over to your little group 

„Hey, we thought about going some truth or dare? You’re in?“ 

You all nodded and walked over to the others 

NOW the real fun starts 

Yamamoto was the first one to spin 

The bottle lands onnnnnnnnn

Kageyama  

„Truth“ he simply says 

„BUhhh that’s so boring“ Hinata complains 

„TELL US. WHO was the last person you kissed?“ Yamamoto asks 

Kags blushes 

„Uhm I can’t remember ..“

„OHHH SHUT UP YOU DO!!“ Hinata is laughing his ass of

„STOP IT BOKE“ 

„OHH NO I WONT“ 

„Ok what happened?“ Yuki asks 

„He Kissed Oikawa“ Tsuki simply says and smirks 

„I DID NOT“ a red Tags complains

„YOU DID!!!“ Hinata laughs 

„Ok to be fair - he fell on top of him while they where in one of their typical arguments and it just happened“ you tried to help

„Y/N stop trying to be so nice - he kissed him end of the story.“ Tanaka laughs 

Tags takes the bottle and angrily spins it 

And it lands onnnnn 

LEV

„Dare“ he puffs his chest 

„I dare you to uhh .. hug Yachi“

„WHAAAAT“ Yashi panics lol 

„It’s just a hug - you’re here with the big guys so this will be the most innocent thing that’s going to happen“ Kuroo 

„Kuroo. No. Hinata,Y/N, and Yamaguchi are here“ Sugawara comments 

Meanwhile lev got up already as red as Yachi and walked over to her and bend down to hug her 

It’s the most awkward thing you see. 

She’s as stiff as person can be, arms hanging down her sides 

He looks like some cracked stick? 

Its a MESS

But hey they made it 

Yachi stopped working but oh well 

After some more rounds the bottle lands on you

And it was Hinatas turn to ask 

„Truth“ you say 

„Ok y/n just one question why did you and your best friend called this one musician a Daddy?”

You chocked on your drink, Kuroo and Bokuto are rolling on the floor laughing and Sugawara  together with Daichi faceplam 

„Uhm .. idk who you’re talking about?“ You smile 

„You know .. what was he called.. Skepta?“ ( I’m so sorry but besides that he is litterly a daddy since he’s got a cute babygirl he’s also a daddy. During his concert my best friend and I were dying and some guy behind us was like: yes I know he’s a daddy ) 

„Ohhh yeah he has a little daughter that’s why“ you smile happy that you could keep up your cover 

„Ohhh damn and here was thinking our litte y/n isn’t as innocent as we all think“ Kaori laughs 

Sugawara and Daichi are now really relieved lol 

The next rounds contained : 

Kenma giving Hinata a kiss on the cheek

Bokuto telling his most embarrassing story - it did include him in bed having fun alone and his aunt walking in 

Tsukishima giving everyone a compliment 

Etc 

Now the bottle was on Kuroo 

„Dare“ he says as if its nothing 

„Ok I dare you  to dance with y/n for 3 songs. And I choose them“ Akaashi says

„WHAT but - why me??“ You whine 

„ I mean, Yukie had do give Tanaka a kiss, Kaorie is already wasted, Yachi is still broken and Kiyoko - well I don’t want to fully kill Tanaka“ he explained 

„ I go easy on you“ Kuroo smirks 

So Akaashi takes out his phone, connects it to the speakers and goes through his library

The Take - Tory Lanez feat Chris Brown is on ( THE LYRICS THO already  at the beginning lol - one of the best songs to make out to / have sex - fight me) 

„YOU CANT BE SERIOUS NOW“ you scream 

„AKAASHI THERE ARE KIDS IN THE ROOM“ Daichi scrams and covers hinatas ears while Yaku does the same to Lev 

„Oh this will ne fun“ Kuroo smirks and winks he looks down at you 

So he gently lays his hands on your hips and moves you to the beat 

„I know you’re not really comfy rn so just follow me I’ll do the work“ he smiles because HE IS SOFTY and doenst want you to feel uncomfortable 

„Nah this is totally fine“ you smile „Just protect me from Daichi and Suga afterwards“ 

„Why should -” he begins but  you already put your hands around his neck and roll your hips 

„Ohh - so the daddy wasn’t because he got a daughter“ he smirks 

You just let your hands wander down his chest as you slowly go down to your knees, while still moving your hips to the beat

Hiantas eyes WIDEN ??? What happened to you?? 

He gets all flustered ?? 

Looking next to him he saw that Kenmas eyes are focused on your body - he’s never so focused except whe he plays games??? 

You’re moving back up rn arching your back 

„Doesn’t this hurt“ Sugawara asks himself 

Kuroo Hands are on your ass rn ( like its not his faut, its your for having such a great booty??)

Akaashi switches the song to Own it by Stormy ( for real tho I was at one of his concerts this February and guys. he could have taken me right there and I’d feel blessed ) feat Ed Sheehan and Burna Boy 

So you smile and turn around pressing yourself on Kuroo 

„Girl I love how you roll it, I put my hand there, hold it.“ And he puts his hands right under your belly and you start to move your hips Shakira level 

You’re still arching your back and everyone can see that Kuroo is enjoying this way too much 

Lev on the other hand 

After the first song he was in shock 

Now he’s slowly waking up and well his eyes are hearts now 

Kenma is still fixed on you and 

He put his PSP away?? 

Hinata I still flustered and doesn’t know how to talk 

„Uhm Daichi - This - I- why - why is Kuroo smirking I - and why is Bokuto Whistling ?“

„HINATA LOOK AWAY“ Suga scrams over the music 

„Kenma.. is this really happening rn?“Lev whispers 

He just nods and finally realised WHAT HE WAS LOOKING AT 

And now he’s ALL RED ??? 

And feels guilty?? Like why was he so amazed by the way you moved and why was he jealous of his best friend rn?? 

Lev still doesn’t really get what is happening lol 

You put one of your hands behind Kuroo neck and start body rolling

By NOW. Hinata is still flustered don’t get me wrong but also mad?? Like why are his friends looking at HIS BEST FRIEND like that?? 

„KENMA why are you blushing?! What are you thinking??“ He asks 

„No-Nothing . I just want this to be finished“ he mumbles but hell no. 

he’s actually thinking some really different stuff which made him not able to look at you for the rest of the night 

The last song begins 

And SUGA was going to KILL Akaashi. How could he be so reckless 

He and Daichi btw are way too focused to keep everyone in check to really focus on what you and Kuroo were doing 

You keep to singing to the song and feel Kuroos lips on your neck 

„I do think the only way to save you is that you stay really close by my side for the rest of the evening“ he growls and kisses your neck 

„To hide something?“ You tease and press your his against his crotch 

NOW the last song is up 

And yes sorry I had to use this 

PONY - Ginuwine 

SO you’re now fully feeling yourself 

And push Kuroo down on the sofa (Its a big one ok) 

RIGHT between KENMA AND LEV 

And you start giving him kind of a ✨lap dace ✨

You trun around, your hands gliding up and down ypur hips and you move roll your body

Bend over back up and walk to Kuroo kneeling over him ( like his legs are in-between yours ) And you hover over him moving as if your riding him, hands moving up and down your body 

SO your in your Element, Kuroos is enjoying it and everything is fine right? 

No 

KENMA on your left isn’t moving? He’s trying his best to NOT look next to him 

But now you stand up again?? And he is straight  up looking at you?? 

And you move your body in such a sexy way?? 

He never thought of you in that way and now he’s all SHY 

LEV could’t take his eyes off of you even for just a second 

In his mind he’s just : omg omg omg omg - mum I have sinned 

He doesn’t even realise that his nose started bleeding? 

Like ? Is this what it feels like when you’re watching porn?? 

Is this sex?? 

Because it SURE feels like sex to him 

Hinata is still asking Daichi what’s going on 

Tanaka trying to explain it to him AND KAGS but they just don’t get it? 

„But why is Kuroo so smug?“ Hinata asks? 

„She’s just dancing?“ Kags

„I woudnt call this just dancing“ Bokuto smirks 

So now it makes klick in Hinata head 

And he FINALLY realises what’s going on 

„OMG Y/N STOP“ he screams and grabs you and pulls you away from Kuroo 

Lev and Kenma wake up from their trance 

„Haha Hinata chill“ Kuroo laughs and CAUSALLY crosses his legs 

„CHILL. THIS WAS REAL LIFE PORN?“ Sugawara screams 

„I thought you’d know that this wasn’t porn?“ Akaashi laughs 

„ ITS NOT FUNNY. JUST look at poor LEV!“ 

And everyone does 

And start laughing 

„Uhm I go to the bathroom real quick“ he gets up and runs out of the room 

„Have funnnn“ Kuroo teases 

„Now Hinata can I get y/n back?“ He smirks 

„NO!!!“ 

„Omg Hinata let me go“ you laugh and walk over to Kuroo who pulls you in his lap for REASONS 

„You ruined her !!“ Hinata whines 

„I, for once, need to agree with him“ Daichi 

You just roll your eyes and look over to Kenma

„Hey Kenma? You okay?“ 

No answer, Kuroo waves his hand in front of his eyes 

Still no reaction 

„WOW you BROKE HIM TOO!“ Sugawara complains 

Lev’s now back and he can’t look at you anymore after what he just did and most importantly what he thought of 

„Why too?“ Kuroo asks and looks around the room just to see most of the others showing no reaction and are rather red 

The rest of the evening was quite chill 

They decided to play some games 

And Kenma lost all the time? 

Lev was having a pillow on his lap the whole time 

And Hinata was questioning reality because he felt stuff he shouldn’t  feel because of you? But now he does and grabs  Levs Pillow. 

Daichi and Suga are discussing how’s the best way to have THE TALK with Hinata and probs also Kageyama judging by the look on his face. 

[itsscrystal]

One shot: Three is the magic number.

Osamu x fem!reader

a/n: idk if this makes sense but suddenly this came out?? hopefully it doesn’t seem as bad

warnings: cursing, angst, mentions of someone dying, but it’s a happy ending at the end so...

summary: is Osamu a lucky man? while he couldn’t end up with [l/n] [y/n] for the first two lives, maybe things would be better for his third life. afterall, three is the magic number, right?

ONE

Osamu never knew he could be so lucky.

To be able to marry the love of his life, [l/n] [y/n]. Their families have always been close. One day, their parents have decided that uniting the two prestigious families, Miya and [l/n], would be a good idea. Hence the arranged marriage between their two youngest children— Miya Osamu and [l/n] [y/n].

This wedding felt like a dream. He was so happy that he could finally stop hiding his blush whenever he saw her. To be able to stand next to her, not as her friend, but as her husband.

When he took a sip of sake with [y/n], love in his eyes, he was already looking forward to spending the rest of his life with her. He knew, this moment where they both made eye contact shyly over the rim of the cup, will be etched in his mind forever.

One moment. He didn’t know what happened. He only knew he blinked his eyes, at the same time admiring [y/n]’s flutter of eyelashes, when the bright orange flames licked her and everywhere.

“F-Fire! Put it out!” His twin’s panicked voice reached him. His hands let go of the wooden cup as he raced to save his beloved.

Orange. It was all he could see. Where is everyone? Why can’t he see anyone? Where is his wife?

He could only feel intense heat burning around him as he reached out in the direction of his love. Relief flowed in his veins as he felt one hand clutching his.

“[y/n]-sama? Is that you?” Osamu cried. Moving closer, he realised it was not her, but his twin. “We gotta go! `Samu, hurry!” Atsumu tugged on his hand. “B-But [y/n]-sama?” “Save yer life first! We can talk about her later!” Choking on the smoke burning on the wood of the shrine, he was dragged through the flames unwillingly, his hoarse voice calling for her.

It was only later when he was away from the site he looked hard for [y/n]. No, no, where is she! Fear fuelling his heavy legs, he ran back towards the flaming shrine, only to see a glimpse of [y/n] in it.

She didn’t make it.

“NO!” Osamu screamed and was about to take another step when he felt his twin pulling him back. “Yer not going back! I will not let ya die!”

I love you.

That was all Osamu could see on her face as she slowly disappeared from sight.

No, no…

“They’ve tried. They told us that there’s no way they can go back and save [y/n]-sama too. The fire was too big then. `Samu, I-I’m sorry for yer lost…”

Osamu never knew he could be so unlucky.

TWO

Osamu never knew he could be so lucky.

What are the odds that his best friend, [l/n] [y/n] would kiss her? None. Unless she’s in love with him too.

Osamu tried to quieten the pounding of his heart as he looked at the now-knocked-out girl. Earlier during the evening, as both their parents are out for a business trip, his brother, Atsumu, has decided to invite their friend over for dinner. As well as to raid the expensive cabinet of liquor at home.

Looking at his twin lying on the couch, dead to the world, he decided to just leave him there and carried [y/n] into his bedroom. Technically, he shares his bedroom with `Tsumu, but now it’s just HIS room.

I want to sleep on my bed too… I’ll just put her on `Tsumu’s bed. For a while.

Next morning, he woke up to two people talking. With his eyes shut, he decided to eavesdrop a little.

“[y/n]! So you’re here after all!”

“`Tsumu? Oh my god I actually slept on your bed I’msorryI’msorry—”

“Why are yer sorry? I like it.”

“Huh?”

“I mean it. I like seeing ya on my bed. I’ve been wanting to tell ya this for a while. I think I like you, [y/n].”

“Damn, luckily I’m not the only one. Dummy, I love ya too.”

What’s going on..?

“I thought you liked `Samu…?”

“What? I know both of ya look the same, but I like you. Not `Samu. Well… Unless you don’t like me…”

“No! I like yer too! A lot!”

Osamu was glad he chose to face the wall instead of `Tsumu’s bed. Because he could not stop tears from leaking out of his eyes.

Osamu never knew he could be so unlucky.

THREE

Osamu wasn’t sure if he was lucky or not.

Having a twin that has an identical face as him, seemed to bring more trouble than he wants.

Firstly, it did not help that his twin, Atsumu, was known for his bad boy reputation in school. This made teachers mistake him as his brother. Hence, he was often scolded and targetted by many of them.

<Well, while Atsumu was the residential bad boy, Osamu was the shyer, quieter twin that has way better grades and conduct. Pity people can’t seem to differentiate both of them, despite the very obvious difference in hair colour. He thought that if he could convince `Tsumu to bleach his hair piss-yellow, things might change. Apparently not.>

Secondly, of course his brother’s girls kept finding him. He’s tired of telling people repeatedly that No, I didn’t sleep with you last night. No, I’m not Miya Atsumu, but his twin Miya Osamu. No, I’m not interested in that. Yes, I like staying normal. If only people can just leave him alone! Or maybe stop identifying him as his brother.

While he loves his brother a lot, this is starting to become annoying and bothersome.

So his response to the girl was “No, I’m not Miya Atsumu. Please go away.” when she came to him and proclaimed her love for him. “I know?” She replied in confusion, head tilted to one side.

“Yep. You must’ve gotten the wrong Miya twin. That’s right. Good bye.” Placing his books neatly into his bag, he quickly grabbed it and left the library. Sheesh, can’t he get a little break from all the annoying girls? He just wants to study and get a nice grade for the test tomorrow!

“I mean, I know. That you’re Miya Osamu, not Miya Atsumu. Both of you have different hair colours. I have eyes that are working fine, okay?”

Osamu was surprised. Okay, someone finally identifying the right guy. “Uh, so what did you say earlier?”

She huffed in annoyance. “That my name is [l/n] [y/n] and I LIKE YOU. I HAVE A CRUSH ON YOU.” Osamu wasn’t sure how to reply to her confession. Not like he had much experience with this kind of thing. “Uh… Okay? What do I say next?”

“...”

Osamu nervously pushed up his glasses that are beginning to slip down his nose. “I-I mean...”

“Let’s be friends?” [y/n] finally spoke. Osamu couldn’t help but shiver a little. When did her voice sound so good? “O-Okay.” Osamu nodded and then exchanged numbers with her. Maybe she'll be my study partner. It’s kind of lonely to study alone.

•=•=•=•=•=•=•=•=•=•=•

“And that’s it.” Osamu said. “What? Are ya serious? Lame!” His twin, Atsumu cried. “Ya need to bring her to a date. Ya can’t meet up just to study!”

“But all I do is study…” Osamu muttered. “What am I supposed to do…?”

“Easy! The movies!” “`Tsumu the last time I went to watch a movie I slept through it as I finished the popcorn.”

Atsumu was stuck. He wasn’t sure what to tell his brother. What he usually does can’t really be applied to Osamu. “Do ya like her though? Are there any feelings? Any spark?” “Are ya stupid? This ain’t some fairytale.” “Don’t ignore my question! Hey why are you hitting me with your pillow? Wait yer blushing—”

•=•=•=•=•=•=•=•=•=•=•

Osamu had decided to meet up with [y/n] again. This time, he decided to listen to his twin’s suggestion. Watch a movie. Yes. A movie.

Breathe in, breathe out. You will not sleep during the movie. Eat your popcorn slowly. Or drink water. Yes. You’ve brought two litres of water for this.

“I’m here!”

Osamu unconsciously smiled as he looked at his phone. Wait, why is he smiling at your text?

Looking around, he spotted [y/n] and took a moment to admire her. In a pink sweater and jeans, she’d never looked so good to him. Is it her fashion? Maybe that’s why she looks so good now.

He was about to wave and call her name when he saw a flash of piss-yellow colour. His brother, the more popular twin, Atsumu walked towards her and slung an arm around her shoulders. “What’s a pretty girl like ya doing here without a date? Your name’s [y/n], right?”

<how does he know her? scratch that— for his pea-sized brain, how does he remember almost every girl’s name?>

Osamu wanted to turn around and walk back to the campus. Maybe he should just text her and tell her he’s not feeling well…

“Sorry, Atsumu-san, can you remove your arm? I feel quite uncomfortable like that.” [y/n] boldly pushed his arm away before continuing, “well, I’m meeting Osamu-san. Do you know where is he? He hasn't replied to my text yet.”

“Are ya serious? He actually agreed to this? He hates—” “Hiya [y/n]-san.” Osamu decided to intervene before Atsumu could continue. “`Samu! It’s her? Oh my gosh FINALLY.” “Huh?” Both Osamu and [y/n] stared at Atsumu in confusion. “Nothing!”

“Oh! [y/n]-san do you want to go on a date with me? `Cause I’ve never seen anyone so pretty~” Atsumu suddenly asked. Osamu had never wanted to hit Atsumu so much. That jerk even winked at her cheekily and had flipped on what Osamu mentally called the flirting switch.

“Uh Atsumu-san…”

Osamu was panicking inside. Maybe [y/n] had given up on him and not liked him anymore. No! He was planning to—

“No thanks but she’s with me because I like her too just like how she likes me so now scram before I punch you you knew she’s the one I liked how can you `Tsumu I’m even willing to watch a movie like a movie and not study—”

“Woah! Woah. I didn’t know ya could speak so much `Samu! I was just joking ya know…”

“So you like me too?” [y/n] tugged on his sleeve and asked. “I-I…” Osamu couldn’t stop the flush on his face. Oh my god why did I choose this time to confess this is not what I’ve planned…

“Well, I’ve got to say, unlike you, I do not like her that way. So hurry up and say yes you idiot!” Atsumu whined and stomped his feet impatiently. “Yeah… I like you too [y/n].” Osamu replied and then tugged her into his arms. “So, uh, what movie are we— I mean just ME and [Y/N]— watching again?”

“Okay, I got the hint. I’m leaving y’all now! Have a good date~” Atsumu rolled his eyes and then screeched “`Samu REMEMBER TO KISS HER AFTERWARDS OKAY”

“SHUT UP YOU PISS HEAD” Osamu shouted.

Well, one is sure: at the end of the movie, Osamu had a girlfriend— [y/n].

Hmm… Well, Osamu can consider himself a lucky man, I guess.

THE END

“Aww… At least the guy got to be with the girl! Like in his third life,” Komori Motoya sighed and then gasped. “Wait! Miya-san! Look! He looks a bit like you!”

“HUH?” Miya Atsumu, one of the setters invited to the All-Japan Youth Camp, screeched. “From what you’ve just said, are you cursing me?”

“No! I’m just stating a comment. The image the author attached at the end of the story features the guy and girl in the story. Apparently she drew this up and said that she imagined them looking like that.”

“Hmm… It looks a little like Miya-san but not really. The hair colour isn’t piss-coloured…” Kageyama muttered.

Unfortunately, Atsumu heard that. “Oi! Tobio-kun, you’ll hurt my feelings like that! My hair colour is the definition of cool and beautiful. It’s not that bad!” Coming closer to peer over Komori’s shoulder, he squinted at the phone screen. “You’re right… He does look like me… But since it’s such a sad story, I’m going to say it’s `Samu! Not me!”

“Who?” Komori asked.

“`Samu. The obviously not-so-cool twin. Here’s a picture.”

“You sure he’s not as cool? To be honest, his hair colour is nicer than yours…” Kageyama frowned.

“Tobio-kun! Not you too!”

“See? That’s why I rather talk to the other Miya and not you, Miya.” Sakusa Kiyoomi’s voice could be heard as clear as day, even though he was standing ten metres away from everyone.

“Hey! Not you too Omi-kun!”

“And I’ve said not to call me that, Miya.”

a/n: in case y’all are still confused: the story about Osamu is actually a story Komori read online. thank you for reading this !! likes and reblogs are appreciated :)

[peg-legz4]

peggy's klance fic rec :)

this is my first fic rec and i know its really sloppy but one of my friends said she wanted it do I an forced to post it after procrastinating finishing it for a month. enjoy!

Best Friends to Lovers

Hearts Don't Break Around Here - klancekorner

AHHHHH okay okay okay this is the first klance fic i ever read and it set the bar soooo high. basically keith and lance have been bestfriends since foreverrr and it jumps between flashbacks and present day where keith is realizing hes just been In love with lance for like the whole time they've known each other and lance calls him snickers and its s l o w b u r n bc they're both oblivious idiots but theyre also pining and aghhghhh AND THE WAY THEY START TO REALIZE THEIR OWN FEEELINGS IS! IM- it's super cute pls read!!!

with love - allinadayswork - 8,888  AHHHGGGGGGGs high school au! this is so cute they're both so smitten basically they're best friends but lance is also keiths secret admirer and ahhhhh!!!!!! so cute pls read i beg of you + valentines day and overprotective shiro!!!!

 Your Smile Makes Me Awkward - Lancelee (ashleeforreal) - 8,791

another best friends to lovers (hehe) lance gets his braces taken off and keith is in a gay panic because lance looks hot and he doesnt know what to do and theres miscommunication but its all good in the end this was so cute

One Heart Missing - starlightment - 24021 HSWOQSJKNQJNIU BEST FRIENDS TO LOVERS AU IM A SUCKER FOR THESEEE they’re in college and keith finds out he loves lance nd then they have a fwb thing going on and ppor keith but also poor lance for reasons i can’t disclose anD THE REOCCURRING THEME WITH THE ICE SKATING ITS SO CUTE AND DEHQIJOjqsk please just read it oh my god 

Soulmate AU

between two points - Alltheroads - 20,589 red string of fate au!!!!!!! keith is one of the few people in the world who can actually see the strings though, and lance seems not to have a string, just like keith. its them falling for eachother and keith teaching him how to repair a motorcycle and 50′s themed diners its amazingggg

Tell Me It’s My Name Written In Your Skin - Ivnars - 15,636 soulmate au where the name of your soulmate appears on your wrist once you fall in love with them (i think?) and lance thinks his is unrequited and of course he also has a martyr complex and is willing to die for the team and almost does and then omgomg i just its so great pls read

Bend It Like Soulmates - Reader115 - 23,998 HHHHHHHHhh SOCCER SOULMAtE AU AND THEYRE SO GOOD TOGETHER AND OMGOMGOMG SO MUCH PINING AND TENSION AND IT SJUST SO HAPPY AND AMAZING  IT HAS THEM BEING THE FAMOUS SOCCER SOULMATE COUPLE PLEASE READ READ READ YOU DONT EVEN HAVE TO KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT SOCCER

there, nestled against his pulse - hiuthyn SHAOAMALAL ITS A SOULMATE AU I LOVE THESE HJDJSJSJSS AND ITS CANONVERSE (im pretty sure this was a one shot first and then I came back and it was a multi chapter fic and I read and it was like 1000× more amazing ajsjska) this was one of the very first klance fics i read and it’s definitely the first one that made me like gasp and scram cause oh my god,. okay basically the first and last words your soulmate says show up on your wrists and keith hides his wrists because he thinks he k words his soulmate and there’s miscommunication aND KEITH’S BACKSTORY AND IT GIVES LANCE SO MUCH DEPTH??????? and it has a really happy ending and its slowburn and angsty and pining and i’m a sucker for all those things which made this amazing!!!!!!!

College AU

i just wanna be (with you) - aknightley - 8,020 COLLEGE ROOMMATES AU LETS GOOOOOOOO there’s a lot of tension and pining and they give eachother gifts all the time i’m sOFT pls pls pls read

reasons why keith is the worst - MellodramaticLawliet - 5517 lance and keith are roommates and to cope with his hate for keith, he starts a list of why he hates keith and it just turns into a journal abt keith and lance is so oblivious and there’s also fencing tournaments which is cool hadjalkj read ittt

You Should Date Me - petalloso ahhhh lance and Keith are both freshman in college and they have little adventures and it's just super cute and fluffy ajskkasna

Canonverse

The Art of Secret Telling - jilliancares - 4,880 so to form another coalition, voltron has to form another coalition and lance has, 1, never kissed anybody and 2, has a crush on keith hehehe

a culmination of things - viscrael ahhh it's super cute and short and basically jumps around in time and they're just in looovee

instincts - godsensei lance n keith are getting their groove on when red mistakes Keith's pleasure for distress and comes crashing through the wall ajsksksmsna

i can’t help but want - aknightley  lance and Keith's lions get stranded on different islands but their comms get through so they're just talking and bonding and falling in love while they get their lions fixed akssjal so cute pls read!!!!

never saw you coming - dimpleforyourthoughts HOLY HELL OG MY FREAKINGNS JUEUSS I LOVE THIS FIC SO MUCH IVE READ IT LIKE 20 TIMES AND EACH TIME IM BLOWN AWAY BY HOW BEAUTIFULL ITS WRITTEND AKAK its canonverse and goes in depth with my boys and lance has a martyr complex and keitHS BACKSTORY AND LE PETIT PRINCE AND THEY WOULD DIE FOR EACHOTHER AND ALMOST DO AND IT MADE ME CRY AND GINGER THE TABBY CAT PLEASE READ OH MY GOD ITS SLOWBURN AND THEYRE BOTH S O SMITTEN AHHHH

Terminal Velocity - speaks tHE ANGSTTTTT. i'm like, a whore for angst. but basically. voltron gets captured by these alien empaths and this guy feeds off of other people's pain(???) and so he tortures lance and makes keith watch and oh my. this is so good I felt so many emotions pls read.

Keith McClain - orphan_account 🥺🥺 keith sees visions of him and lance in the future on the space whale and its v soft

In English, Please  - orphan_account this is a fic I'll always remember omg so lance flirts with Keith in spanish but pretends they're insults and he thinks Keith wont find out (he does)

how not to be a cat: 101 - jilliancares- 8,113 kEITH KEEPS  accidENTALLY TURNINg INTo A CAT aND THEN ENDS UP CUDDLING WITH LANCE I”M SOFTTT THIS FIC BROKE ME WITH ITS CUTENESS HAHIUSJK 

 moderation - Katranga - 21, 613 HSJHKJAJOIHQQ keith gets bitten by a love bug and sees lance first and then allura gets bitten and sees hunk so he just tries to act how allura acts so it doesnt give away his actual crush on lance hsjksskjs

Public Displays of Affection by hattricks lance n Keith are undercover on a mission and they see guards and they hide by making out ajkaka

the waiting game - they frick frack a lot but basically Keith and lance make eachother wait through a week without sex and only teasing sksjakak

To Bite, Or Not To Bite - jilliancares - 11,433 lance gets bitten by a vampire!!!! and he turns into one!!!! need i say more? and the way it like happens AND THEN THE WAY HIM AND KEITH DECIDE TO OMG IM THIS IS GRESR

feelings on fire i guess i'm a bad liar - melancholymango - 22679 a witch curses lance and now he can’t lie to Keith or anything having to do with Keith and its really funny i cackled sjhkah

The Loverboy Trials - PM_Writes - 20,838 THSIEIHWHIJIHJI I LOVED THIS ONE AHHHHHHH.basicaly the aliens think keith is their god of fertility and stuff so they’re like oh we need to do a ritual thing where people fight for his virginity and voltron is like oh fuck no so then lance has to compete to save keith i can’t get over it it’s- i’m softttt

Sorry, Who Are You? - sjskakaja lance and keith were childhood best friends but keith is bad with faces so when they meet at the garrison lance is really salty and keiths backstoey and the way he find out i'm- its great trust me pls

it might not be that bad - Katranga - 16,416 omg i adore this fic okay so. basically. keith doesnt know the difference between jealously and attraction because of him clinging to the closet in middle school and now hes trying to find out why his and Lance's definitions of jealousy differ and Keith's bad at feelings please readd

Everything Else

read all about it - starlightment AHAKAKAL HIGH SCHOOL AU!!!! i just read this one and it’s great!!!1 Lance is on the newspaper and writes and articles professing his love for Keith, the star quarterback that everyones in love with. it's such a good read and oh my goshh this made me throw my phone and squeal out of freaking excitement i love it so much 🥺 idk how but this made me feel as if i was living out senior year through this fic??? it was just that amazing

it's you that's haunting me - perfchan 

suuuper cute youtuber au where Keith hunts gosts and enlists lance as his cameraman. (includes a haunted mansion ballroom dance scene) and its just great oml oml i love it so so much!!! there’s also like 4 sequels so that makes it even better!!!1

Dirty Laundry - 

this is a staple and if you havent read it you're either new to the fandom or living under a rock but its a fake dating au where keith spends winter break with Lance's family and they bondddd and its great!!!! 

alright i just realized the author took it down so uhhhh

adaigo by shipstiel

lance moves in next to keith and Keith likes to play piano at the ungodly hours of the might where lance is just trying to sleep. this ones so cute!!!!!!

eyes to you wide with wonder - aknightley

an office au where Keith is shiro's secretary and lance always comes up to his desk to annoy him and they mask their affection under playful banter and lance also ends up being Keith's knight in shining armor ajskssnns it's so great!!!!

okay i know that you are not my type (still i fall) - quidhitch

ajoasbak nyma cuffs lance to a bed during a party and then leaves but then the bed turns out to be none other than....Keith's bed!! so they like talk while Lance is only in boxers and cuffed to Keith's bed

you never stood a chance - kagshina

it's a snapchat fic!!!!!!! lance accidentally snaps keith a shirtless pic and then Keith snaps back and it's just 😳😳 the whole time it's great omg

Cold Hearts Looking for Love - swang_is_trying typical enemies to lovers where lance is the son of a rich businessman and visits the orphanage that Keith hangs around to visit Pidge??? but its fricking jam packed with them thirsting over each other sshsksksm (i must warn you, its incomplete)

Of Don Juan And Elvis - shipstiel 

Keith is a starbucks barista and lance always comes in and orders with really weird names ehehe

And Now Presenting: Rielle and the Forbidden Meringue

tsbkakaK this ones so cute keith is a galra guard and hes guarding a garden (ooh alliteration) and climbs a tree and then falls into lance's arms (who's an altean guard) and its really cute sjkssahajaj

how to not keep a diary, or, lance’s terrible, horrible, no good, very bad semester - glitterfreezing sjskasla they're sophmores in college and roommates pidge forces lance to keep a diary and he just ends up ranting about keith but he’ oblivious to his won feelings heheh

Lance and the Search For Keith's Boyfriend - haikquu - 9497

lance is jealous bc everyone keeps talking abt keith’s boyfriends but he doesnt know who he is (it’s him)

bus buddies - WhatTheBodyGraspsNot - 8033

lance notices Keith doesnt have a bus buddy on a 3-day-trip to save the bees so he goes and sits with him and it's so cuteeeee

got got got it bad -  kairiolette - 10,377 so keith is bad at feelings so he asks what its like to have a crush on someone and then basically tells lance that he has a crush on him and lance just casually brings it up

Only Fools Rush In (but I Can't Help Falling in Love with You) - Fangirl_on_fire_ - 13,524

OMGOMGOMG LANCE IS A MAFIA .BOSS AND IT STARTS OFF WITH A ONE NIGHT STAND AND THEN THEY AHAAKSJSKSM ITS GREAT PLS READ

The Bitter And The Sweetness - The_Real_Karaage - 66337

its a klance youtuber au!!!!!! I love these!!!!! okay so keith makes like conspiracy theory videos and knife throwing ones and lance does like vlogs or storytimes with pidge and they also do dance and then they meet irl but lance doesn't know keith is the YouTube guy cause he hides his identity and omgomggg also Keith is from Texas so he acts like a stereotypical emo cowboy and as a Texan I find it extremely funny

nobody puts baby in a corner - orphan_account - 3,950

 its like the 23rd century and aliens are on earth and keith is a royal galra and lance goes clubbing and and they meet and dance and wOOHOO 

okay thats all for now but i'm probably gonna make a part 2 cause i have a whole bunch saved to my notes app lmao have fun reading y'all

[codenamesazanka]

More Spinaraki fic concept that ended up like 1000 word one-shot length but no actual fic my deepest apologies but enjoy

Spinaraki College AU!!! Non-Villain, but still in the BnHA universe

Spinner is at an university!

...as a overworked, underpaid cafeteria worker.

Iguchi Shuichi, age 20. High school dropout, country kid in the big city, dissatisfied youth

That he’s often mocked by all these pretentious, well-off students doesn’t help.

In a rut

He lives in a shitty apartment complex, unfortunately next to the worst neighbor in the world.

Asshole never seem to sleep; and always so. fucking. noisy. whether playing games or watching TV or clattering around.

Spinner has never seen actually seen or met them, tho.

One late night, Spinner is unable to sleep because he can hear through the thin walls the asshole playing a game (and it’s a new game that he really wants but doesn’t have enough money to get yet)

So he finally loses it and marches over next door, ready to fight

And that’s how he meets the infamous Shigaraki Tomura.

.

Shigaraki Tomura, age 19, college student.

Ward of Dr. Shigaraki [All For One], a very wealthy, influential man. Who is also rumored to have powerful criminal connections

A few years ago, some journalist managed to dig up Tomura’s past as Shimura Tenko:

-The Boy Who Massacred His Family!-

Now everyone recognizes him and gives him a wide, wide berth

Which is just fine with Tomura

Tomura’s very intelligent, but also very... y’know, Shigaraki Tomura

Barely goes to class, still does well

General studies, no idea what he wants to do

He receives a basic allowance from his guardian; is just fine with it, actually barely uses it

Does go outside - often wanders the seedy district where his guardian’s friend Kurogiri owns a bar

technically Tomura’s supposed to help out at the bar to earn his allowance, but of course he doesn’t

Instead he gets into street fights with delinquents and gangs and other challengers and takes their money when he wins

Aimless youth

One day this random asshole tries to break down his door

.

Spinner’s at first like, oh fuck, cuz it’s Shigaraki Tomura, the kid who accidentally killed his whole family with his highly dangerous quirk and then demolished his house

... but his frustration takes precedence over self-preservation

Tomura’s like, what the hell, you’re the one making all the noise right now, and yeah, they bicker

The disturbance gets the attention of a patrolling Hero

Hero doesn’t want to make trouble with Shigaraki Tomura, Ward of Dr. Shigaraki

So the Hero - also showing some anti-mutant prejudice - targets Spinner

Unexpectedly! Tomura comes to Spinner’s defense, unleashes a rush of legal jargon to scare the hero

Tomura’s well versed with some of the law cuz he gets in trouble a lot, so fuck cops

Spinner is grudgingly impressed and grateful

Solidarity in hating the system

Hero leaves, and Spinner and Tomura calls a truce - Tomura won’t be too loud and Spinner will also get earplugs or something.

.

For Spinner, seeing Shigaraki Tomura up close...

It’s like seeing a ghost, what with his white hair, red eyes, deathly aura.

Intense and unforgettable encounter

For Tomura - he’s got an interesting neighbor, huh. Cute buff lizard man

.

But there’s minimum contact between them for like another month

Until one day Spinner is going to work, and Tomura is... following him?

Spinner rounds in on him. What the hell, stalking me?

Tomura scoffs. Like you’re interesting enough to stalk, cafeteria worker.

And how would he know that???

Cuz Spinner’s on the train line for the university, with no backpack, wearing non-slip shoes.

Also Tomura’s seen him on campus.

... okay fine. So what, Tomura’s a student? Spinner thought he was a hikikomori NEET

But yeah, Tomura’s going to class, he’s got an exam. (The only time he would show up)

After that, Tomura would find Spinner at the cafeteria to pester him.

And Spinner would tell him, either buy something - which you obviously need, look at your weakling twig body - or scram

Tomura does neither. He just keeps showing up, infrequently, whenever he’s on campus.

Also cuz Spinner looks the other way when Tomura steals drinks

.

Slowly they become friends

One day Tomura invites Spinner over to play a new video game

Then before he knows it, Spinner is tidying up Tomura’s gross apartment cuz it’s impossible to be comfortable and game with all the mess

And bringing food

And then Spinner is at Tomura’s apartment more often than his own place, allowed to come over whenever he wants

For Tomura, he finds himself pissed when Spinner isn’t available to hang out

And for Spinner, when his coworkers makes disparaging comments about Tomura, Spinner finds himself defending him

They get real used to each other. Tomura loves to tease Spinner, especially by touching Spinner with his deadly fingers

(Lots of sleepovers, eventually they’re not shy about sharing the same bed, tho Spinner complains about having Tomura’s weird, bony feet right by his face)

Spinner also meets Tomura’s other friends (you have friends???????): Toga, an underclassmen from Tomura’s high school, and Twice, who frequents Kurogiri’s bar, among others

.

Then Tomura turns 20!!!

Legally allowed to drink, so of course Tomura and his rowdy friends take over poor Kurogiri’s bar for the night (tho Kurogiri, having a stick up his ass, won’t let Toga drink)

Get shitfaced

Good thing Kurogiri can just warp the drunk idiots back home

Spinner and Tomura stay up to play video games tho

Spinner’s sitting on the ground, Tomura’s hanging off his bed, playing upside down. And still wins.

Spinner is as always slightly annoyed while impressed, but having fun, and Tomura’s face is right next to his, with that smug, vicious grin of his—

Blurts out, can I kiss you

And Tomura blinks, seems to think about it for a second, and says, well what the fuck are you waiting for

So they make out

Next morning, both have hangovers and oh yeah, last night...

Neither of them are opposed to continuing to make out

So they do

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Then idk, they date and stuff

[mellowsobri]

Spending A Winter/Snowy Day With Your Boyfriend Draco Malfoy Would Include...

some stuffs to get started

thats a long ass title 

maybe Draco is a lil OOC? idk this is what i personally see him doing in a relationship

masterlist

( house specific under the cut )

g r y f f i n d o r 

- you reckless brave little shit, you know what you did?

- you jumped into a lake when it was 15°F (-9°C for y'all non americans) that’s what.

- all because Blaise said you wouldn’t.

- “(Name), come on! There’s no way you’ll do it!”

- “Don’t egg them on, Zambini, you know damn well―”

- *SPLASH*

- you fucking did it.

- and when you rose to the water, you couldn’t right well move all that much, but you still had the biggest smirk on your face.

- shivering, you said, “I won’t do what now, Zambini?”

- Blaise was laughing even when Draco pushed him into the snow.

- Draco helped you out of the lake while wrapping his jacket around you, yet you just smirked at Blaise with all you had.

- so Draco spends the day in the the Gryffindor dorms feeding you soup and telling you how stupid you were

- you agreed with him, but you didn’t regret it.

- in fact, you were pretty proud of yourself.

- at first you denied that you needed help―

- but eventually you were just kind of like

- “lol yeah it was a bit colder than i thought it would be”

- “(Name) there were ice chunks floating in the water!”

- “oh yeah lol”

- even though you were one of those people who pushed their cold feet up against their cuddle partner’s legs, he still cuddled you while you shivered there.

- he was def the big spoon, but thats because of his broad frame

- the golden trio walks in on you two

- you’re asleep, Draco is awake.

- “What the bloody hell are you―!”

- “Shut your mouth, Weasley! They’re asleep.” 

- he glared at them until they left because you were stirring due to the noise.

s l y t h e r i n

- Hogsmeade it was.

- he asked you all fancily ‘n shit, showing up to your dorm and asking you on an official date.

- you teased him a bit and said no, to which he replied with stutters and sad eyes that you couldn’t help feel guilty for.

- “I’m kidding, babe. Of course I’ll go to Hogsmeade with you.”

- he gets a lil embarrassed and says that you shouldn’t scare him like that. 

- he treats you to sweets during the trip and you always feel obligated to pay him back, but he definitely won’t let you.

- Crabbe and Goyle followed you two around (well they followed Draco around for the most part) until you gave them money to go off and buy some food for themselves.

- “You know, I could’ve just told them to scram.”

- “I just wasted five bloody galleons on them!”

- he smiled at your reaction and offered to pay you back, but regardless of your irritation on the topic you wouldn’t let him give you the money.

- you both walk back to the castle with red faces (partly from the cold, partly from the soft kisses you were passing back and forth) as it starts to snow

- “Oh, Draco, we have to stay outside a bit longer! Please? Lets play in the snow!”

- he can’t resist the childish side of you that is rarely shown―

- so even though you were both at risk of frostbite, you both stayed in the snow for a few minutes longer.

- eventually some of his friends from the Slytherin house join the two of you in the snow.

- a snowball fight is formed.

- when you had first met Draco, he didn’t really understand the concept or the motives of a snowball fight.

- “So… You just pelt people with balls of snow? Well I do that to Potter anyways, so does that mean I have snowball fights with him?”

- “Draco… Usually, in snowball fights, everyone gets along with one another.”

- “Oh. Never mind, then.”

- the group breaks up into teams.

- Draco, Millicent, Crabbe, and Goyle versus you, Pansy, Blaise, and Pike.

- he tries to be playful and hold back… but you chuck a snowball as hard as you can at him, which splatters on his face.

- luckily the ball wasn’t packed hard with ice, rather soft snow, so he was only left with a freezing cold face and a shocked expression. 

- you eventually take him to his bed and baby him because according to him you “gave his face frostbite”.

- “You’re such a baby, Malfoy.”

- “But you love me.”

- “True.”

r a v e n c l a w

- you and Draco enjoy to spend the cold day indoors.

- well, okay

- let me rephrase 

- so this is basically how it went down:

- “(Name), do you fancy taking a stroll outside with me on this lovely day? The snow is gorgeous.”

- (he was trying to be romantic in the cheesiest way possible.)

- “Of course, Draco! I love taking strolls with you.”

- “Great! I’ll go get dress―”

- “But you know what I fancy even more?”

- he looked at you.

- “This book that you know I just borrowed.”

- he groaned and crouched next to you, spread out comfortably on a blue couch next to the fireplace.

-��“I thought you finished that book yesterday!”

- “I finished one book yesterday. This is a new one. Did you know that ninety-nine percent of the Earth’s solar system is made up of the sun?”

- “What?”

- you couldn’t hold back a smirk whenever he sat next to you on the couch (ignoring your housemate’s stares) and attempted to occupy himself by reading your book along with you.

- “This isn’t even a book! It’s a bunch of useless mud-blood like facts about those weird balls of color in the sky.”

- “Watch your mouth, Malfoy.”

- you wouldn’t tell him this, but you thought it was a bit entertaining how regardless of his constant whining, he never left your side.

- in fact, he pampered you even though he was so called “mad” at you.

- he brought you hot chocolate, food, blankets, pillows, and even more books.

- “Draco, if you’re so bored, why don’t you go outside with Blaise and do something?”

- “Because I’m hoping to guilt trip you into ditching your book.”

- that was a lie.

- truthfully he just wanted to be around you.

- the guilt trip did work though, as after half an hour you marked your place in your book and got dressed to go outside with him.

- it was no comparison to your book, but you both spent a few hours walking in the beautiful scenery, enjoying each others company, and rolling up snowmen.

h u f f l e p u f f

- honestly to him every day with you is a day well spent, and every day without you is a day wasted.

- you were a bundle of surprises,

- so whenever you were shaking him awake at ten in the morning on a cold Saturday, he could only smile.

- you were already dressed, rushing him to get dressed as well.

- his dorm mates didn’t appreciate the sudden intruder on the weekend, but frankly you didn’t care.

- “Draco, tell your mate to shut up!”

- he was about to retort before you beat him to it.

- “I dare you to say that to my face, you pussy fruitcake.”

- you told him with a smile that completely contradicted your icy glare just a few seconds ago that you’d meet him by the kitchens. 

- whenever he met you he didn’t even have time to get a single word in before you were dragging him out into the kitchen.

- “Love, what has you in such a rush?”

- “Just wait! I have a surprise for you!”

- he found that the kitchen was completely empty of any people or house elves.

- “Where is everyone…?”

- “Oh, well… I ‘reserved’ the entire kitchen for a bit so we could have some fun!”

- and he wasn’t surprised at all.

- the Hufflepuff common room was directly by the kitchen after all, so it didn’t shock him that you knew your way around the place.

- the two of you spent about five hours simply goofing around and baking cookies, gingerbread houses, and peppermint bark.

- the house elves even brought you two utensils whenever you needed something specific.

- he wasn’t used to cooking the traditional way or even going out of his way to thank a house elf, so some of the processes were a bit new to him.

- you made fun of him whenever he attempted to pour a cup of flour out all at once, causing it to cloud up and poof all over his face and black attire.

- “How could you not know that that would happen? Have you ever even used flour?”

- “S-Shush! My dorm isn’t by the kitchen like yours!”

- “It’s common sense, Draco!”

- you both had fun baking Christmas themed cookies, even if they turned out like utter shit thanks to someone (Draco) not understanding the basics of baking.

[memories-are-mine]

Can you pretty please write something with pt being a better dad to Phillip than his actual dad and idk Phillip hurt in some way I think your writings great and I NEED MORE OF ITTTT

 Thank you so much you’re so sweet??? As for hurt Phillip? You got it

WARNING: PHILLIPS PARENTS HIT HIM AND EXPLICIT CHILD ABUSE/MENTIONS OF CHILD ABUSE

See The Other Side Part 2: 

See The Other Side Part 1

Or as I like to call it: Phillip’s parents return from the depths of hell and Phineas and Charity are actually about to kill a bitch.

So I wasn’t actually planning to have a sequel to See The Other Side, but then the opportunity presented itself. So here we are. Wrote with @teddystark she’s amazing and everyone go tell her how cool she is and how amazing her writing is. 

Summary: Phillip runs into his parents, but Phineas and Charity have his back. Phillip realizes he needs something he didn’t really know he needed before.  protective parents pt and charity!!!!!

Word Count: 4177

Enjoyyy!!!!!

Phillip strolled down the unusually quiet New York City street, feeling pretty at peace with things. The circus was doing well, and he was happy. There wasn’t much more that he could ask for. He was alone tonight, as Anne wasn’t feeling well, so he was anxious to get home to her. It didn’t seem like anything too serious, just a headache, but still, he wanted to see if she was okay.

What he had not expected that evening, was for his parents to be out on a walk through the streets as well. Phillip froze when he saw them. It had been some time now since they had last spoken, and he wondered if he could just put on his hat and disappear into the crowd of people that had just flooded the streets, coming out of the theater to Phillip’s left, without attracting their notice.

His wish was not granted.

Phillip froze when his father said his name, his voice full of the anger that Phillip remembered all too well from his childhood. It was the kind of anger that had gotten him bruises that stayed for days, weeks even.  

“Father,” Phillip said, trying to keep his voice from shaking. This was a public street, and he could very well walk out of this conversation whenever he wanted, he told himself. There was no reason to be afraid. Yet, despite his own sound reasoning, his fear lingered.

“We need to talk,” Phillip’s father grabbed him roughly by the arm and pulled him onto a side street, where they could ‘talk’ in peace.

“Whatever about?” Phillip asked innocently, knowing full well what they wanted to say to him. It had been thrown his way half a dozen times. He was used to hearing it all, by now, but this time the circus wasn’t around to protect him from the harsh words.

“Phillip,” His mother’s tone sent a chill down his spine too. Even at the circus, it hadn’t been this bad. And this time, Phillip was alone. “You need to get your head on straight. You need to come home, right now.”

“I have a home, thank you very much,” Phillip said bravely. “And you can’t order me around anymore. Miss having someone to smack around?” As soon as the words left his lips, he knew his parents’ wrath would be uncontrollable. What had happened within their house was not something to be thrown back at them as an insult, especially not in a public place, he had been taught that quite a while ago.

Still, Phillip wasn’t entirely prepared when his father slapped him across the face, hard. He stumbled backward, reeling from the shock of it. No one around them stepped in, knowing all too well that the lives of those in high society were their own to deal with. Phillip was terrified now, not sure what he should say or do. There was nowhere to run.

Phillip’s father caught his arm again, squeezing it so tight it hurt, preventing him from moving back any further. “Did that get your head on straight, boy?” He snapped. “I was hoping you wouldn’t be so defiant without your band of circus freaks watching.”

“We’re doing this because we love you, Phillip,” his mother said. Phillip could hear the malice behind her words as she said them. To Phillip, that was the biggest lie she’d ever told. And she’d told some pretty big lies. Phillip would have laughed if he wasn’t so terrified. “Now, you’re coming home where you belong.” 

“Oh, are you?” He managed. “Because I don’t think you’ve ever loved me. And I will go nowhere with you.”

He didn’t know where all this bravery was coming from, but he was glad that he was no longer such a coward that he gave into everything to please them. He knew bravery wouldn’t get him too far though, not in the face of the influence that his parents held.

His mother’s hand was the one that slammed into him this time. She backhanded him across the other side of his face, so hard that Phillip let out a small cry. He stumbled back further, right into someone. Someone that just happened to be P.T. Barnum, who was glaring at Phillip’s parents with an anger that even they couldn’t rival.

Phineas pulled Phillip behind him, standing between him and his parents.

Phillip felt some of the panic and fear leave, enough for him to be able to think rationally again. He knew Phineas would be able to handle his parents. Still, he definitely was not going to be leaving. His head still spun from the beating, and Phillip wasn’t sure he could make it very far.

“This is none of your business,” Phillip’s father said to Phineas. “Scram.”

“Oh, I believe it is very much my business,” Phineas growled. Phillip had seen Phineas angry at his parents before, when they had come to the circus, but never to this degree. Phineas looked like he was about to actually murder Phillip’s parents with that sledgehammer they had simply joked about the last time. “I don’t know how in this world or any other you could do that to your own son, but if you lay a hand on him again, I swear…” Phineas looked like he couldn’t think of anything painful enough.   

“You would threaten me?” Phillip’s father asked incredulously. Phillip would not have taken any threat to his father seriously either, had it been given a year ago, but now he knew that Phineas would make good on anything he threatened his father with. “How I choose to discipline my son is my decision.”

“HE IS NOT YOUR SON!” Phineas shouted, so loudly that Phillip flinched. His mother and father looked taken aback. “How dare you treat him like that?”

The people on the street were giving them a wide berth now, looking over their shoulders to see the spectacle play out. Phillip’s father seemed to be at a loss for words at the moment, and Phillip hoped it would stay that way. He wanted them both to just go, so that he could be left alone.

Phillip’s mother pushed past Phineas, making her way towards Phillip, who was practically using him as a shield at this point, but another hand grabbed her arm and pushed her back, hard.

Charity Barnum had been with Phineas when they heard the commotion and had promised to wait while her husband saw what was going on, but had come to investigate when she heard the shouting. When she saw what was going on, she understood instantly. It was no secret that the high-class snobs were less than parental toward their own children, Charity herself had experienced it to some degree, but she was lucky. She had never seen it this bad.

And it was Phillip who was subject to it. Charity had gotten the notion that Phillip’s parents had hurt him, but seeing it happen, right here in front of her, made fiery rage boil up within her. She wanted to slap Phillip’s parents and see how they liked it. She wanted to hurt them as badly as they hurt their son.

“I think that is quite enough,” she said so sharply that it actually stung the ears to hear her words. She put a protective arm around Phillip. “You are making fools of yourselves, trying to hit your own child on a public street. What sort of monstrous people do that? Phillip is old enough to make his own decisions, and it is hardly surprising that he chooses to stay away from you. How dare you treat our boy like that. How. Dare. You.” Those last repeated words were filled with such venom that Phillip was surprised that his parents weren’t poisoned.

“You keep calling him ‘our boy’ like he’s your son,” Phillip’s mother said, sounding a bit at a loss for insults to throw at them. “You are not his mother. And we love Phillip.”

“Actually,” Phillip managed to look at his parents bravely, head still spinning, but he managed it all the same. “She’s more of a mother than you ever were. And you do not love me one bit.”

“No mother hits their own child,” Charity snarled. “No mother leaves her son to die in a hospital bed over a disagreement about joining the circus. There is no love in your heart for him, or at all for that matter. And you are not his mother. Now get lost, before Phineas and I decide to give you a taste of your own medicine.”

That seemed to truly get the point across that Phineas and Charity Barnum weren’t going anywhere. And that neither was Phillip. So his parents left, grumbling under their breaths about how he would regret his decision later. Phillip knew that he would not, but he also knew that there was no point arguing with his parents, who had a view of the world that was so twisted that they could not see the good in anyone who wasn’t just like them.

Phillip managed a tired smile for both Phineas and Charity, not sure how he would have managed without them. “I am glad that you came by when you did,” he said, knowing that they would only scold him gently if he tried to thank them.

“I can’t believe your parents,” Phineas muttered, glaring at them with surprising intensity. “I just can’t….” He turned to Phillip. “Are you hurt?”

“I… I’m not sure.” His cheek still stung from where his mother had hit him, and the ring on her finger would probably leave a bruise the next morning.

“Come home with us for tonight,” Charity said gently. “I can look at your face, and you can have somewhere to sleep.”

Phillip hesitated for a moment. “Anne’s sick. I wanted to go check on her. She might worry too, if I don’t come back home tonight.”

“I’ll make sure she knows,” Charity said. “Why don’t you and Phin go on ahead, and I’ll go tell Anne. Your place isn’t far from here. I’ll check on her too.”

Phillip nodded, knowing they wouldn’t let him go on alone. “Alright.”

He hoped Phineas would understand that he really didn’t want to talk about it, but he knew that the chances of that were slim. He reached into his pockets to make sure that he had a few pieces of candy to give to the girls and nodded at Phineas to lead the way.

On the walk back home, Phineas didn’t ask Phillip about what had happened. He knew the boy needed some processing time. He would carefully bring it up later when it seemed Phillip was ready to talk. What he had seen that night made him sick, and he hadn’t even seen the whole thing. Who knew how much Phillip had endured before he had stepped in? He couldn’t imagine what Phillip must be feeling.

When they arrived at the Barnum’s home, Phillip managed a smile for both the girls, handing out the pieces of candy he was carrying. Both girls greeted him with a tight embrace that Phillip admittedly needed right then. They didn’t question why he was there, they knew enough about Phillip’s parents, and when Phineas told them to go back upstairs and play by themselves for a while, they listened without protest.

Phineas walked into the kitchen without a word and brought Phillip a glass of whiskey. It was not necessarily a habit he approved of, but what they had just experienced definitely called for a glass.

Phillip gulped the glass down faster than usual, ignoring the familiar burning sensation it left in his throat. “Thanks,” he said. His hand went up to his cheek, and he blinked rapidly, trying to brush away the memory and everything that came with it.

Phineas watched him carefully, deciding whether or not to broach the subject. He decided that talking was not a good thing right then, so he simply put an arm around him. A touch that didn’t hurt.

“I’ll be alright,” Phillip reassured. He didn’t want anyone to worry. Now that his parents were no longer around, he knew he would be fine, once he had shaken off the unsettling feeling of fear that had made its way into his heart. He hated it, and hoped it would wear off soon. But his cheek still stung where his parents had hit him.

He saw Phineas’s expression and knew he wasn’t convinced. “Phillip…” He didn’t seem to know what to say.

“You don’t have to say anything,” Phillip said quickly. He didn’t need to hear empty words of comfort, even though he knew Phineas rarely used empty words at all. “I was just taken by surprise, that is all. I did not think I would have to see them again, but I was somewhat foolish to believe that.”

“I know I don’t have to say anything, Phillip,” Phineas said gently. “And nobody thought you were going to see them again, not after what happened last time. But Phillip, that couldn’t have been easy for you. Has it happened…”

“Before?” Phillip finished. He hesitated before saying. “For as long as I can remember.” He would never admit it, but part of him actually wanted to talk about it with someone who cared about him. He had never told anyone, not even Anne, how bad it had been.

“What happened tonight?” Phineas asked in a soft voice.

Phillip, as usual, wasn’t sure where to begin. “I saw my parents out while I was walking tonight. I was hoping I could just hide from them, but of course, they saw me right away.”

Phineas nodded understandingly, waiting for Phillip to finish the story. He had a fair idea of what Phillip’s parents would have wanted from him, the same thing they always had, for their son to fall back into the place where they could control him. He was proud of Phillip for having stood up to them.

“When I realized I couldn’t avoid the conversation, I was hoping, since the play had just gotten out and there was a crowd of people around, that they wouldn’t try anything, but they pulled me onto a side street, so that we could ‘talk,’”

Phillip put a lot of sarcastic emphasis on the word talk. Phineas couldn’t blame him. All of the interactions he had seen between Phillip and his mother and father were less than conversational.  

“They asked me to come back home with them, as usual, ” Phillip continued, “When I told them that I didn’t want to, and they really just missed someone to shove around, then…”

He didn’t have to continue for Phineas to understand. He wanted to tell Phillip that the young man deserved better parents, but for all intents and purposes, he considered himself and Charity as Phillip’s parents, not the Carlyles.

“My father was first,” Phillip said. “Then my mother. Although I think you saw my mother.”

Phineas nodded. “You don’t have to explain more,” he said quietly. This couldn’t be an easy discussion for Phillip, and now that Phineas knew how the fight had begun- not that he had any doubt that Phillip was innocent- he could do… something? Not tell the police, they wouldn’t do a thing. But there had to be some way that he could ensure the Carlyles couldn’t hurt Phillip again. The sledgehammer idea was sounding more and more appealing.

As though he could tell what Phineas was thinking, Phillip shook his head. “There’s really nothing to be done about it,” he said, in a voice that showed he had resigned himself to mistreatment from his parents a long time ago. “I do not think anyone can change the way they behave around me, there are very few people who would tell them to change at all. It’s just the way things have always been.”

“That doesn’t mean they should be that way,” Phineas said firmly. His own father had never had much to give him, but he had never treated Phineas with the sort of hate he had seen from Phillip’s father today. “It’s wrong, Phillip. It’s one of the worst things I’ve ever seen. It’s absolutely disgusting. I just wish there was something…”

“I know it is,” Phillip said. “You don’t think I know that? I know it’s wrong but we can’t change them.”

Before Phineas could retort with how that was hardly a correct mindset to have either, that they could figure out a way that they could keep Phillip’s parents away from him, there came the sound of the front door opening, and Charity stepped into the room a few moments later. She smiled at Phillip, ignoring the tension in the room for the moment. “I told Anne that you were going to stay over tonight. She’s doing just fine, and said that you shouldn’t worry about her.”

Phillip nodded. “Alright, thank you, Charity.”

Charity nodded to him with an affectionate, gentle smile. “Phin,” she addressed her husband. “Can you go put our little monkeys to bed while I take a look at Phillip’s face?”

Phineas nodded. “I’ll be down later,” he said, squeezing Phillip’s shoulder as he left and giving his wife a kiss as he passed her.

Charity gathered up some ice in a towel and gently pressed it against Phillip’s cheek. He hissed in pain at the sudden cold, but then the ice started to soothe his stinging cheek and he felt a little better. “Thank you,” he said with a sigh, closing his eyes to shut out the world for a minute.

Charity didn’t ask him to talk about what happened. She understood enough to glean the gist. He could talk when he was ready. Right now he clearly just needed a moment to sort out the thoughts in his head.

“Charity?” Phillip asked abruptly. “You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to, but did your parents ever…”

“No,” Charity said. “My parents were not fantastic, but they never did anything to me as horrible as your parents did to you. They share that same sense of superiority, but beyond that, they simply left me to my own devices. Well, once I married Phin, at least. They tried to control me as a child, sent me to finishing school to teach me to be a ‘proper lady,’ but they never once came and tried to drag me back.”

Phillip nodded, not sure where to steer the conversation. Charity pulled the icy towel away to check his face. It looked better to her now, but there was a small gash that Phillip’s mother’s ring had left. “Oh, Phillip.”

“I’ll get you something to put on that,” she said, but he quickly shook his head.

“It’s fine,” he said.

Phillip didn’t want to draw any more attention to what had happened than what was necessary, and he also didn’t want to be left all to himself, at least not yet.

What he wanted more than anything was a little company. Charity saw it on his face instantly. It was a sort of childish vulnerability that the girls showed sometimes when they were upset. She figured that for Phillip, showing that vulnerability when he was younger had only earned him a slap across the face.

She settled down in the chair opposite him. “Alright,” she said. “Just take care that you don’t get too much dirt on it.”

Phillip nodded. The awkward silence descended once again, and Phillip wondered if he had been wrong to want her to stay. Surely, she had better things to be doing than keeping him company when he wasn’t even talking. Charity looked at his face, and gave him an understanding nod, showing him she knew exactly what he had meant when he had shaken his head and said it was fine. He was most certainly not fine.

“It is like I have always told you,” she said finally, “You always have a place here with us, no matter what. You were brave today, and you should not think any less of yourself because of what happened. If you want to talk about it…”

Phillip wondered if he did. Part of him wanted to retreat under bed covers and hide. Another part of him wanted to spill to Charity. Not just the events of tonight, but everything.

“I wouldn’t know where to start,” he said, as he tried to get the words out. Maybe if he told someone who cared for him as a mother should, someone like Charity, the pain wouldn’t be so…present.

“Start wherever you like,” said Charity patiently. She did not mind waiting, no matter how long it took.

“What happened tonight….” Phillip started. “It wasn’t as bad as most.”

He just started to ramble. He didn’t hold much back. He told Charity about his young life, something he’d never told anyone. He told her about how his parents would hit him, kick him, leave him with cuts and bruises and scars. He told her about how, when they were especially angry, they would lock him in the cellar for hours, even sometimes days on end. He told her about the one time that Phillip had seen his father drunk, and he had been knocked unconscious when he had been hit with a wine bottle.

Phillip hadn’t realized a tear was forming in his eye until it splashed onto the back of his hand. He quickly wiped it away and went on. It wasn’t like he was crying over the hitting. He had gotten used to it long ago. It just felt so good to get out the emotion that Phillip had been trying to drown in alcohol since the age of seventeen. Looking at the love in Charity’s eyes, a love he’d never experienced before this, that was what had made the tear fall.

As Phillip talked, Charity got angrier and angrier. Not at Phillip, of course. Obviously, he had been bottling this up for his entire life, and she was happy to let him talk about it. But she never knew that she could feel this much rage at two people as she now felt at Phillip’s parents. It wasn’t like Charity Barnum to get angry, but boy did she wish that she had punched Phillip’s parents halfway down the block when she’d had a chance.  

“How could they?” she asked. “How could they possibly do that to their own child?” What had happened to Phillip was horrific, and she wished that someone had been there to step in and help. She wondered how someone as nice as Phillip had ended up with parents like that. “You deserved a childhood much better than that,” she said, glaring in the general direction of the Carlyle estate. “Nobody deserves a childhood like that.”

Phillip shrugged. There was no point now, in talking about what he deserved and what he didn’t, the past was gone. What had happened would always be a part of him, and he did not think he would ever be able to face his parents in a civil conversation again, but he was alright with that. “There’s no changing what happened. The girls are lucky to have parents like you who care about them so much. And so am I.”

“And our girls are lucky to have such a wonderful, brave big brother,” Charity leaned over and hugged him tightly. “And Phin and I are lucky that we have a son now.”

Phillip melted into the hug. He’d never really been hugged before he met Phineas and Charity, but now he couldn’t get enough of them. He had never admitted it out loud, but he was sure that Charity had figured out he liked them. Nothing much got past her, it was what made her such a good mother.

“It’s late,” Charity said after a while. She had just held him for a long time, sensing that was what he needed. Per usual, she was spot on. “You should get some sleep.”

Phillip nodded, reluctantly pulling away. “I know what you’re going to say, but thank you.”

“And I’ll say it again,” Charity said gently. “You don’t need to thank us for anything Phillip, it’s what family does. They look out for each other, and nobody touches our boy. Now, go to bed. I’ll see you in the morning.”

Phillip stood. “Goodnight, Charity.”

“Goodnight, Phillip.”

Once he was lying down, it took Phillip a little while to fall asleep. He wondered how it was possible that he was feeling so much better so fast, after what had happened tonight. Maybe it was what he had needed all along, to talk to someone about what had happened to him. Someone like a mother, a mother he’d never had except for when he’d met the Barnums.

Or maybe he was just going crazy.  

Whatever it was, it was more comforting than the blankets on the bed. More comforting than the soft glow of the streetlights outside the circus. More comforting than well… most things really. Except maybe Anne.

Peace washed over Phillip, and he fell asleep knowing that he was safe at home with a family who loved him, and his old life began to just…fade away. 

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Manhattan [Jungkook X Reader]

ONE SHOT[Jungkook X Reader]

Genre: Angst/Romance/Fluff

Word Count: 2,500+

Summary: Jungkook had always dreamed big, and you didn’t know if you could keep up with him. You were scared that you would drag him down with you, and you wanted him to continue his path to be among stars. They said if you love something set it free, but in this lifetime....maybe you didn’t want your love to come back to you...you wanted him to fly up high and soar in the skies.

Author’s Notes: Idk...what to even say about this fic. To get the full experience I would play the song this fic is based on in the background while you read. I want to dedicate this one to my new tumblr friend @bunnybubkook. Thank  you sweetie for suggesting this song, I have my music soulmate everyone!!

Minor grammatical mistakes are possible, since the super edited version I had went down the drain when Tumblr went down on me (did anyone else have problems??)

Comments, Likes, and Messages are greatly appreciated. I hope you all like it!!

Based on Sarah Barielles’ song Manhattan LINK TO SONG!

You can have Manhattan

I know it's for the best

I'll gather up the avenues

And leave them on your doorstep

And I'll tip toe away

So you won't have to say

You heard me leave

Darkness had become an old friend of yours as you walked along the city that never sleeps. The brightness of the lights prohibiting you from catching a glimpse of the starless sky you have grown accustomed to, since you moved into the city with the love of your life, so he could accomplish his dreams. You had given up everything for him, your career, family, friends, and simplistic goals of the future. All you wanted was to see him smile, that beautiful bunny smile of his.

You were a goner from the very first time your eyes met his brown ones. It was a cold autumn evening when your 10-year-old self-met him while aiding his scraped knee at the park. Ever since that day, you had become inseparable. Jungkook’s personality always shined so bright, he had become your light in the darkness, so when he proposed you moved with him to the city to pursue his singing career, you didn’t even think about it twice.

Jungkook had the talent. Everyone in your little town praised him wherever he went. His voice was gold and velvety like a soft whisper or silk caress. It was sweet and moving, it could bring anyone to tears. His emotions were engraved in the tunes that blessed your ears every night before sleep and every morning as a beautiful welcome back to reality.

The dreams that interlaced with yours were Jungkook’s biggest motivation to pursue his own. He wanted the girl he loved to succeed and be happy beside him hand in hand.

Reality is cruel though, and sometimes dreams are not all what they ought to be. Your schedule gave you a limited time to pause and admire the things that now surrounded you. The location that had seemed appealing, now felt like an endless routine, a confined cage.

Jungkook’s smile had been worth it, and as it grew and increased in numbers, yours faltered. The only happiness that erupted in your stomach was the nights you cuddled in his arms, and his optimistic talks that rambled on and on about how life couldn’t be any more perfect for him. For Him…

The decision had not been easy, looking back at the lone boy that lay in the big king size bed that was made for two, gave a pang in your chest. Recently he had noticed your lack of enthusiasm as you spoke of your daily activities, he noticed how the sparkle in your eye had disappeared. He brought it up. He wanted to make it up to you. He wanted to take you out. He wanted to show you the world. The thought of traveling made your fear grow even more. You wanted something familiar, you wanted to go back to that sky full of stars….the one Jungkook had kissed you under for the first time.

The walk out the door that night was painful, but it would be even more dreadful to take him away from his dreams. With one last whispered “I love you” you walked away from the love of your life, whose dreams were bigger than your own. He deserved the world, and you wouldn’t take that away from him.

You can have Manhattan

I know it's what you want

The bustle and the buildings

The weather in the fall

And I'll bow out of place

To save you some space

For somebody new

The sun’s bright rays blinded you as you walked out of the airport, the greenery around you was highly different to the orange trees you had left behind along with him. Your phone had been off since you boarded the plane. You did not want to hear his voice before you were able to distance yourself to at least an ocean apart, for you knew you would run back to him in a second if he asked.

Jungkook, as praised as he was, had never fit in back in your hometown. He was a boy’s whose craving was of something more beyond what these trees and warm skies could offer. When you moved with him to the city the hunger that had been present in his stare and tone of voice seemed to be satisfied. Jungkook didn’t belong in this town. Jungkook didn’t belong with you. Jungkook maybe in another life would’ve been yours. One where you didn’t crave familiarity and instead seeked adventure into the unknown. One where you could offer him the artificial lights and crowds roaring his name.

Jungkook deserved someone who had her own spotlight. The spotlight you had always ran away from.

You can have Manhattan

'Cause I can't have you

Ah

You couldn’t help but think of what had been his first reaction as hiss eyes landed on your empty side of the best. Had he found the letter?? It might hurt him right now, but in the future, you knew he would move on, just like he moved on from your little town.

You could already picture him with someone as bright and full of life as he was. He would hold her hand interlocked by the pinky like he had with you. She would absolutely dazzle everyone she came in contact with in those glamorous parties Jungkook always managed to drag you out to. Jungkook would find his other half in a beautiful talented aspiring woman with dreams as big as his were. They will be perfect together. Their love will have no limits, just like their dreams.

You can have Manhattan

The one we used to share

The one where we were laughing

And drunk on just being there

Hang on to the reverie

Could you do that for me

'Cause I'm just too sad to

For the first few months the city had been more than great to you. Your new job had been a pleasant change of routine, and the ever-changing flickering building lights were a nice scenery. It was all artificial though, and after a while the monotonous array of colors out of your bedroom window became dull.

Jungkook liked taking you out to the many hot spots of the city. Your favorite one was the Central Park, which was usually filled with laughing children, people jogging, and couples walking around happily, just like the both of you. He would chase you around the playground, and when he would finally capture you in his strong arms he would carry you away tickling your sides untill you scram loudly that you loved him. Jungkook always made time to make you laugh. He said your laugh was an enchanting melody accompanied by a wild hyena. Jungkook just loved teasing you. Jungkook had always been more than a lover, Jungkook had been and always will be your best friend first.

As you arrived back to your old house, a whole bundle of past memories of the both of you eating popsicles in the front porch step when you were younger and still believed he had cooties made it’s way to your mind. Replaying them over and over again like a favorite old movie. You remember spending a whole summer wondering if there was a cure for those, since you loved holding his hand, and hated to have to wash them super well after touching him.

You craved his touch, his kisses, and his presence. You couldn’t keep holding on to them if you wanted to move on. You needed to. For your best friend, for your lover, you needed to not be selfish. Jungkook needed to stay in the city, so he could share his talent with the world. You were not going to be the reason he would be dragged down and his melodic voice wasted.

You can have Manhattan

'Cause I can't have you

The last kiss you shared with him was sweet and pure, just like the love that had grown throughout the years between the both of you. The smile that he gave you after, as he pressed his forehead against yours and nuzzled his nose with yours, will forever be engraved in your mind.

When you love something let it free…..in your case you didn’t want him to fly back to  you, instead you wanted him to fly way up high and soar through the skies.

And so it goes

One foot after the other

'Til black and white begin to color in

And I know

That holding us in place is simply fear

Of what's already changed

It had been a little over a day since you had left, and the blue skies were as clear as you remember. The night was filled with countless of stars, and as you saw one shoot by, you closed your eyes and wished for Jungkook to only hold onto the good memories, and let the bad ones disappear just like a shooting star across the sky.

The tears brimming behind your eyelids fell to no witness, as you were alone in the dark surrounded by endless green  hills. The fresh air you inhaled was missing the usual sweet smell you had grown fond of at a very young age. A mix of mint and breeze….that’s what he smelled like….

Your phone was still turned off in your purse, you were frightened of listening to the messages he might’ve left. He was your weakness and you were his…..but Jungkook had always been stronger than you. By calling him back you would just make him want to hold on tighter to a sinking boat, and he needed to stay afloat and swim ahead.

Ah

You can have Manhattan

I'll settle for the beach

And sunsets facing westward with

Sand beneath my feet

I'll wish this away

Just missing the days

When I was one half of two

You can have Manhattan

'Cause I can't have you

3 days. 3 long bright sunny days. That were filled with loneliness and waking up in your cold bed, brought upon an ache in your chest. You were not used to waking up with no one besides you, it had been years, and when you woke up your brain betrayed you and input a false image of Jungkook next to you snoring softly.

You missed him so much, but as you took your morning walk along the beach shores and let the sound of the waves crashing against eachother relax you, you knew you had made the right choice. Your souls might’ve wanted to hold on to one another, and the dependency you had on that bunny smile was all consuming, but were  you really what was best for him.

The memories on the days you had spend by the ocean holding hands with the boy who had become your life were all full of happiness, and you felt grateful of being able to have experienced such an unconditional love.

The walk back to your little house felt endless as the regret that you have had since you had tiptoed out of his life had exploded along with your heart.

You wanted to be near him and hold him close, let him sing you your lullaby as you twirled his hair strands with your fingers. You wanted  to lay upon his chest and count his heartbeats until both of yours fell into the same rhythm.

It had only been 3 days, but it already felt like an eternity since you had been kissed by his soft pink lips.

The old wood door of your house slammed as you walked inside. The house was way too cold, and the dust that had collected from the year of abandonment was triggering your allergies. Coffee was not a solution to the pain, but it would at least wake you up. You closed your eyes as the aroma of the fresh brewing liquid took over your senses. A warmth surrounded you, and the feeling of his arms around your waist as he kissed your neck in the morning felt almost real.

“Don’t ever leave me again” you heard a deep husky voice whisper in your ear.

You turned around to see a pair of doe eyes, the doe eyes you had fallen in love with, since the first time you looked into them. His eyes were red and teary and the dark circles that surrounded them sent a wave of guilt.

You turned around and jumped into his open arms while you kissed him all over his face. The tears you both had held in, spilled like flowing rivers.

“I’m so sorry, I am so so sorry. I couldn’t stay. I didn’t want to rob you of your dreams. Your world…..You don’t have to give it up for me. I was just wilting with all the chaos ,and if you weren’t around me ..I felt suffocated….you were the only thing that kept me breathing in that sea of people….I didn’t want to do that to you” you said between sobs.

Jungkook set you down on the dusty floor and wiped away the tears that decorated your face, “The city is not my world, you are….and by you leaving,,, it was like my world had left me. My dreams are not me singing on a huge stage infront of millions, my dream is to sing for you to hear me….and how can I see your beautiful face as I sing if you are not near me. If being in the city is not for you, we will move back here” he said as he held on to your waist as if you were going to run away once again.

You looked down ashamed, Jungkook had left it all for you, “What about your career?? What about your singing”

Jungkook gave you a sad smile “I can sing anywhere I want,  but I can’t find a love like yours anywhere else”

Your eyes went wide as he kneeled down in one knee, and took out a black box with a rose shaped ring inside.

“(Y/N), forget the world, forget this little town, forget the city, forget our careers, forget the future, Think about the now, and right at this moment I am asking you, with all that I am, to let me show you how much you mean to me. You are my world, you are my dreams, and without you by my side I also feel like I can’t breath. You are my air, my ocean, and my stars. You are in every single memory I cherish. Please be mine and don’t leave me EVER again” he said adding a bunny smile.

You looked at the handsome man infront of you, and  how sincere his eyes were. He was looking at you in a way he had never looked at anything else in his life….not even the city. Looking back realization hit you full force as you remembered as you were staring at the endless buildings that illuminated the crowded city, Jungkook’s focus had always been directed to the twinkle in your eyes. You had been Jungkook’s dream all along. Jungkook’s dream was manifested at the mere age of 10, under a big green old tree, in the middle of the old neighborhood playground, at the same time as yours.

You nodded your head yes, and kissed him over and over again, as if his lips had been the oxygen your lungs had been lacking.