not only to fix his own problems

anonymous asked:

What if Harry Potter, the chosen one, had turned out to be a squib, how do you think history would have turned out differently?

It was Mrs. Figg who suspected first.

She noticed many things, sitting on her side of her fence with her cats chasing butterflies and nuzzling her ankles, Mundungus and the other watchers dropping by for tea now and then.

Mrs. Figg noticed that Petunia was a nosy bit of work with insecurities hanging from her every harsh angle. She noticed when Dudley learned the word MINE– the whole neighborhood noticed that one. She noticed that Vernon glared at owls.

She noticed that when Petunia gave Harry a truly horrendous haircut one year, it grew back in at a normal rate. Harry was uneven and weird-looking for ages, hiding under beanies when he could.

When Mrs. Figg had Harry over for carefully miserable afternoons of babysitting, she noticed nothing moved that shouldn’t. He didn’t accidentally make flowers out of fallen leaves, or levitate anything during tantrums, or turn toys funny colors.

Mrs. Figg called up her mother, interrupting the wizarding bridge game she was winning against the nursing home staff, and asked her how she had known, decades back, that her youngest daughter was a squib.

When Albus Dumbledore received Mrs. Figg’s letter he wrote back a polite thank you and then went to talk with Minerva McGonagall, who inhaled sharply in horror when he told her the news.

Finally, McGonagall gave a gathered sigh. “I suppose we can ask one of the wizarding families to homeschool him,” she said. “We can’t have the Boy Who Lived not knowing about his own world.”  

“No, he’ll come to Hogwarts,” said Dumbledore.

“Hogwarts is not a place for–” Her voice fell. “–squibs, Albus.”

Dumbledore shook his head. “Harry must be taught.”

“Be taught what, Albus?”

But Dumbledore just sighed and offered her a lemon drop.

Years later, the owls and the letters came to 4 Privet Drive. The Dursleys ran, dragging Harry with them, and the letters and one stubborn gamekeeper followed– none of this would change with a magicless Harry.

When Hagrid asked Harry in that little cabin on that little rock in the middle of the sea if weird things always happened around him, Harry couldn’t tell him about vanishing glass and setting captive snakes free, about ending up somehow on the school roof, or growing his hair out overnight.  

“Strange things always happen around you, don’ they?”

“Um,” said Harry, racking his brain. “Well… I live in a cupboard under the stairs…”

Harry could tell him about how snakes sometimes talked back, because that had never been Harry’s magic, but when he did Hagrid just blanched and changed the subject.

Hagrid held out hope, even against Dumbledore’s quiet warning explanations, until they made it to Ollivander’s Wands. Harry marveled at Diagon Alley, got his hands shaken in the Leaky, pressed his nose up against shop windows. Hagrid watched the scant boy– looked at James’s messy hair, Lily’s eyes, Harry’s own wandering gaze– and he wondered how this boy could be anything but magical.

In the wand shop, Ollivander said, “James Potter, yes… mahogany, eleven inches. Pliable. A powerful wand for Transfiguration.” He said, “And your mother, Lily…  strong in Charms work, ten and… yes, ten and a quarter, willow, swishy.”

Harry picked up stick after wooden stick. They remained just that– wood with bits of feather or scale or hair. Harry wondered if the creatures who gave these offerings were still alive– if they were given or taken. What did it do to your wand when they died? He waved a maplewood wand (unicorn hair, eleven inches) and a gust from the door opening blew some receipts off the counter.

“Well, said Ollivander. “I think that’s as close as we’re likely to get.”

He sent them out with the maplewood. Hagrid bought Harry a snowy owl and a fudge sundae and tried not make it too obvious that these were condolence gifts. The next day the Prophet’s headlines read: The Boy Who Lived– A Squib? Various magical medical experts weighed in on how it might have happened. Fingers were pointed at childhood trauma, at his upbringing, at his family lineage.

Harry still met Ron on the train– Ron was still smudge-nosed and Harry still bought enough candy to share. When Molly had helped him through the platform entrance, her voice had been a little softer, a little more pitying– but it was still better than the laughter that had been in his aunt and uncle’s voices when they dropped him here to find a platform they didn’t think existed.

Hermione Granger dropped by their compartment, looking for Neville’s toad, but got distracted when she spotted Harry. “I’ve read about you! In my books, and in the paper,” she said. “You’re the Boy Who Lived, and you’re a squib.”

Harry sank down in his seat. Ron hid Scabbers under a candy wrapper.

“Squibs have never been allowed in Hogwarts,” Hermione announced. “According to Hogwarts, A History, squibs try to sneak in now and then– the furthest anyone’s ever gotten is to the Sorting Hat before they got found out.” At eleven, Hermione still believed in expulsion being worse than death. Her voice was thrumming with sympathetic horror.

“But they already found out about me,” Harry said, alarmed.

“It’s alright, mate,” said Ron. “You’re Harry Potter. Oy, Granger,” he added. “What’s this Hat? Fred and George were trying to sell me some story about having to fight a mountain troll to get your House…”

Harry sat back and watched the countryside rush by. Yes, he was Harry Potter– his aunt’s useless sister’s useless child, the boy in the lumpy hand-me-down sweaters who named the spiders who lived in his cupboard. And here, in new world, he was apparently useless too.

When they got to Hogwarts, Harry clenched his fists and stood in line with the other first years. He barely twitched at the ghosts or Peeves, just stared ahead and thought about how far he would get before they turned him around and sent him back to Vernon and Petunia.

They opened the Great Hall doors. They called the first years one by one. Harry clenched his teeth and walked up to the Hat when they called his name.

As he turned to sit down on the stool, he really caught sight of the Hall for the first time– the hovering candles, the big wooden tables, the black robes that swallowed the light. Translucent ghosts gossiped with the students beside them. The paintings on the far walls– were they moving?

Harry’s jaw had unclenched, falling open. His fists curled open, curving around the stool’s seat as he leaned forward to stare. If this was it, if this was as far as he’d get in this world, then he wanted to drink it all in. The candles were floating, in mid-air.

The Hat dropped down over his eyes and blocked out the light.

Well, said the dry voice that had been hollering House placements all night. What do we have here?

Ron had been begging for not-Slytherin. Draco from the robes shop had been scornful of Hufflepuff, desperate in his disdain. Neville had begged for Hufflepuff, sure he was not brave enough for Gryffindor.

Please, thought Harry. Don’t send me back.

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things i love about my hero academia

(not all of them because then this would turn into a 500 page journal that could be published and sold and no one would buy it because no one is as much of a nerd as i am)

  • our main protagonist is not a traditionally masculine hero. he’s small, he’s weak, he’s a crybaby, he’s sensitive. especially in the shounen genre, this is a pretty rare thing to see, and even as Izuku grows as a person and becomes more confident in himself, he’s still shy and anxious.
  • he’s also a fanboy!! and not in a bad way!! it’s his fanboy nature that allows him to express himself and show how smart, intuitive, and observant he is
  • the character who does get all the traditionally masculine traits is the character everyone in the main cast acknowledges is a total asshole who mercilessly bullied and abused his classmate/childhood playmate
  • it’s also very clearly seen that Izuku has been conditioned (unintentionally) to fear Bakugou because of all of that physical and emotional abuse. just because he’s a hero in training and he’s learning and growing and becoming more confident doesn’t erase all of those years of bullying
  • it’s also acknowledged that they are children and still have room to grow. Bakugou is an asshole, but he’s not totally villainized for his behavior and is given the chance to change and become a better person because he’s only sixteen years old and still has time to change
  • and he does!! he makes an effort to change and try to adjust his behavior to make a more positive impact (even if it is a slow and arduous process, we do see him make great strides throughout the manga)
  • it would have been really easy to just throw Bakugou under the bus and make him a villain, but instead we get to see his growth as a person as he matures and enters the world of adulthood
  • All Might is the no. 1 hero, the Symbol of Peace, the man everyone thinks is invincible, and he has a chronic condition. he’s missing his stomach, he’s had multiple surgeries, he spits up blood, he literally looks like a skeleton, guys. but even after the reveal, people still admire and look up to him as an idol because he’s still All Might and he still protected and saved a lot of lives and was still a hero
  • All Might’s relationship with Izuku just in general. seriously, i could make an entirely different list just based on their relationship and 95% of the fandom has already talked about them, so i won’t gush about their relationship too much here
  • the fact that most of the adults take responsibility when they fuck up. the police force realize they’ve relied too heavily on heroes, specifically All Might, and they make an effort to change that so they can help people. the teachers at UA recognize that they’ve neglected students who need psychological help. Izuku’s mom acknowledges that she should have encouraged his dream in spite of his quirklessness. most stories, even in the west, don’t have nearly as much adult responsibility as this series does
  • the elusive living anime mom
  • okay but seriously, Inko is quite possibly one of the best fictional moms i’ve seen in a long time. she’s loving and encouraging and she tries her hardest, but she’s not perfect. she’s a single mom caring for her son, who wants to go into this incredibly dangerous profession. and when he gets hurt enough times, when her limit is finally met, she puts her foot down and says “no. i love you, but i can’t let you keep getting hurt like this.” like any reasonable parent would. and the only way she relents is when she sees how much Toshinori wants to teach him and nurture him and encourage him and see his dream recognized and she sees how badly Izuku wants to continue down this path, even if it’s under her terms.
  • this series seriously tackles a lot of topics that you wouldn’t expect it to. you know you’re gonna get the usual topics like what makes a hero, what makes a villain, etc. but, it also goes over other subjects like bullying, parental abuse, discrimination, grief, inferiority complexes, how easy it is to create a monster, redemption. this is a manga about teenagers learning to be super heroes, how did it turn out like this
  • it would have been so easy to sexualize any of the girls. this manga, in the hands of a lesser author, would have featured a lot of fan service shots of the girls. Momo especially, considering she wears a very revealing outfit. and yet, none of them are sexualized?? in any way shape or form??? yeah, we see Momo shirtless a lot and some girls wear skin tight outfits. but, you know who else has skin tight outfits and revealing hero costumes? the boys. and when we do see a shirtless girl or boy, it’s not framed in a way where we’re meant to be objectifying their body. there’s a reason why it happened and we move on. it’s so refreshing.
  • (there are only two fan service female characters. one uses her sexuality to get free shit and the other is meant to make you uncomfortable. take it what you will)
  • we get a lot of unique designs for each of the characters. there are no same faces. each character has a unique quirk and a design that belongs to them. they aren’t interchangeable with one another. Izuku looks like Izuku. All Might looks like All Might. they all look unique with different shapes and sizes
  • (admittedly the manga still kind of falls under the trap of the boys get to have weird, strange designs and the girls all kind of look cute, but it’s not nearly as bad as some other shows. and honestly, if that’s my only complaint, that says a lot)
  • fighting doesn’t solve everything! there’s a really incredible few chapters in the manga dedicated to acknowledging that Izuku and Bakugou seriously need to talk to each other about what Bakugou did to him. they’re both incredible people in their own right and they can learn a lot from each other, but only if they stop fighting and actually communicate with each other. one of the chapters is literally titled “a meaningless fight”. because it is meaningless. it’s not going to solve their problems, fix past mistakes, or make them feel better. it’s a fight to get aggression out because Bakugou doesn’t know any other way to deal with his emotions and trauma.
  • kindness is rewarded!!! cruelty is not!!! i’m really sick and tired of TV shows and movies trying to sell this pessimistic outlook that everything sucks and that gives us the right to be assholes to each other just because it’s edgy. My Hero Academia is such a positive manga and it brings me so much joy and happiness and it sends such a wonderful message of anyone can be a hero if you have a good heart and that kindness will be rewarded, even if it takes a really long time.

i love this manga so much and it’s given me so much light and happiness in my life and if that makes me weird because it’s anime, then fine. whatever. i don’t care. i’ll love it for as long as i can, dammit.

Oh My

Pairings: Avengers x fem! Reader

Word Count: 1800

Warnings: Bad pick-up lines (that I did not come up with), bad language, kinda dirty? Really lame. Idk?

(A/N): I have no idea why I came up with this, but I did. So, yeah. If you see a pick-up line/ dirty remark that belongs to you, message me and I´ll gladly credit you.

Summary: Seven times that you´ve flustered your teammates just for the fun of it and that one time it all backfired on you.

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“It’s amazing how you don’t even have to open your mouth to give me a headache, Stark.”

Wanda sighs, burying her head in her hands at the kitchen aisle as the brunette steps into the room with a loud whistle and a teasing smirk at the sight of you in a sports bra and the ridiculously expensive and, quite frankly, short shorts he got you for Christmas as a joke.

You chuckle from where you sit on the counter by the stove, waiting for your coffee to brew as you watch the exchange.

He looks mildly offended at her statement, but is quick to regain his cheerfulness once he catches whiff of the freshly brewed coffee and the pancakes Clint made earlier.

“Whatever you say”

He strolls out of the kitchen once more and she smiles, feeling your fingers as they find their way to her chin to coax her to look up at you. Your half-lidded eyes are dark, and she feels her stomach do a flip.

“You said you have a headache?”

“Did I now?”

She quirks a delicate brow at you and you laugh.

“Did you know that sex is an utterly delightful way to cure a headache?”

She bites back a gasp, gaze briefly straying from your own pair of eyes to your lips before she schools her features once more and leans back in her chair.

She was not going to go down without a fight

“Not happening”

“The training room is empty”

You waggle your eyebrows at her suggestively, chuckling lowly at the blush that coloured her cheeks before you decide to turn back towards the counter and pour yourself some well-deserved coffee.

Incredible speed and stamina were part of the Super Soldier package Steve signed up for decades back, you know so much.

So, naturally, you didn’t worry much when your target decided to make a run for it and dashed towards the nearest highway.

And, instead of chasing after the duo, you set into a casual stroll towards a nearby parked car, fully intend to borrow it for one hour or another.

By the time you found your partner, at the other end of the considerably large city, he had tackled the wheezing man to the ground and was cuffing his hands behind his back.

“Well done, Captain”

You smile at him as he shoves the male into the back seat, grounding out a slightly breathless “You couldn’t have driven any faster?” when he settled in the passenger seat himself.

“Why, Captain, I didn’t want to break the law on sacred American soil.”

His groan is accompanied by him rolling his brilliant blue eyes, a wave and a dismissive

“Just drive”

It’s a request you comply with, yet not before you send a charming smirk his way.

“As you desire, Captain. Although I must say that when I leave people out of breath, it is by far more pleasant​.”

Your coy smile and wink do nothing but worsen the flush that spreads across his cheeks like a wildfire, the delightful, embarrassed silence that reigns the car after that, lifting your spirits considerably for the rest of the day.

Bruce was frustrated, his jaw in a tight lock and his short-clipped nails digging into the palms of his hands as he stared at the unfinished work before him.

“Penny for your thoughts?”

Your warm breath flutters across his neck and he shivers, leaning forward slightly​ in a futile attempt to hide the goosebumps that sprung up all over his arms, from you.

“I’m just frustrated that I still can’t figure out how to solve this problem”

He points at the papers before him, sitting still as you peer over his shoulder to inspect his notes.

“Well, I am afraid I cannot help you with that, darling. I can however offer you some delicious coffee and donuts”

You outstretch your hand and place both the box with the donuts and the coffee onto the table, careful not to spill any onto his work.

As much as you loved to wander the line between absolutely deadly and mildly dangerous on missions, even you knew that vexing Bruce of all people was an incredibly stupid idea.

He carefully pries the box open with a grateful nod, a smile reaching his face when he discovers his favourites inside.

“Do you want one?”

He keeps his eyes trained on you and the box tilted as you step closer to the table and into his line of sight, smile on your lips.

“You sure?”

“They're​ best shared”

His answer is as short as it is sweet, and you cannot help but agree as you take one.

“Some of the best things in life are”

Your lip twitches teasingly, your eyes twinkling with amusement as you lean in slightly closer.

“I figured you wouldn’t take kindly to me borrowing one of Tony’s suits to drag you out of your lab-cave to eat with me, so I decided to bring the food to you.”

You set your trap, now you just had to wait for a response

“I would probably tase you”

He states calmly, taking a bite


“Of all the things I partake in, darling, anything to do with electric shocks is not one of them”

You grin charmingly his way, silently daring him to make a move and carry the conversation further.

“I’ll keep it in mind”

He laughs, nervously scratching at his cheek while your grin only widens.

“I do, however, fancy the occasional cuffing, if you’re keeping note of my pleasures for further use.”

You snort a laugh at his deep flush, quickly finishing your donut and making your way out of his lab, already in search of your next victim.

“Did you shoot someone today, Katniss?”


His gaze doesn’t stray from the target as he fires, hitting bullseye with a self-satisfied smirk.

“Are you certain?”



He sends you a confused look over his shoulder, watching the smirk on your face with furrowed brows.

“ ´Cause you hit my heart with one of those arrows right from the moment I saw you.”

“This one sucked bad, [Y/N]!”

He laughs

“Indeed, it did. Although I have to say that I would prefer a completely different scenario where you suck.”

His barking laugh is as amused as it is flustered, his hand reaching out to scratch at the back of his head.

“I set myself up for this one, didn’t I?”

“Kind of, yeah.”

“This is lame…”

Tony groans, burying his head in his folded arms while Fury sends a pointed glare his way.

“I’d rather drive a bullet through my leg than do that!”

The billionaire points at the screen behind the director and groans again for emphasis, while you take your chance and lean in closer to his ear.

“I could thrill you in different ways if you desire, Stark”

He chokes on air and you smirk, ignoring Fury’s unamused expression entirely.

Too easy

“Closer, [Y/N]”

“I’ve been waiting decades for you to say that, Romanoff.”

“I need you-”

“You need me?” You lick your lips, teasingly shifting closer to give her her desired distance.

“I swear to god, [Y/N], I will kill you”

She avoids her green eyes from the lightbulb she was changing, from her position on your shoulders, and sends a glare your way.

You meet her gaze with your steady, unwaveringly teasing one and she finds it ridiculous how you manage to give her a smouldering look even from your current position.

“You are no fun”

“I can be plenty fun

She retorts half-heartedly, sliding down your back gracefully, while you turn to regard her with darkening eyes.

“My, my, Romanoff. Is that so?”

You lean in closer, mildly surprised when she copies the motion and meets your amused pair of [E/C] eyes.

“I can give you a show and tell later”

Two can play that game, huh?

“Why tell”

You inch impossibly closer, voice regressing into but a seductive purr.

“When you can show me just fine”

Your lips skim her earlobe and she shivers, a blush tinting her cheeks for the friction of a second before the look of defeat sets upon her features.

I win

“That was kind of lame, Barnes”

You throw a water bottle his way and watch him catch it with a small shrug of his shoulders.

“Sorry I didn’t go hard on you, doll.”

You smirk into your own bottle

“Is that the first time you had to say that?”

He looks puzzled for a second before realization sets in and he chuckles, deep and throatily in a way that only brightens your already good mood.

“What do you think?”

“I think we should fix your problem”

“Oh, is that so?”

You inch closer

“My room is nearby, James

“Who said I need a room?”

“Smooth, Barnes.”

The smirk on his way is wide and daring, mirroring your own so perfectly you actually wonder whether you will be able to crack him.

“Part of the package, doll.”


“Mind showing me the whole package in my room?”

You let your eyes wander to his lips for emphasis, catching a glimpse of the flush that crawls up his neck with barely contained self-satisfaction.


“Sorry I’m late, I didn’t want to come.”

You sigh and settle down next to Natasha, momentary surprised to see a smirk cross her face.

“I could have sworn that’s what you said yesterday in Stark’s room”

You choke on the coffee you had been nursing in your hands and face her with a disbelieving look, while Tony scoffs.

“Speak for yourself, Romanoff. If she´d complain, she´d complain about Capsicle or his buddy. I bet those two veterans can´t even get it up anymore.”

His crude joke is shot down by Bucky´s barking laugh

“That´s brilliant coming from you, Stark! Do I need to mention that we´ve got 80 years of practice and can literally rock her world?”

Ever so calmly you put down your cup of coffee and reach out to cover Peter´s ears. The poor boy was but a blushing mess by now, his current predicament going completely unnoticed by the team.

“Please, boys! I think we all know that none of you hold a candle to me! I mean, I don´t even have to touch her!”

Wanda cuts in, smirking triumphantly at the sputtering males. Your own cheeks flare up, Peter´s cool hands pleasant on your burning skin when he reaches out to return the favour and cover your own ears.

“Oh, please! [Y/N] would much rather be with someone who never misses, if you know what I mean!”

Clint chirps in with a grin, sending you a wink over the table.

You take it as your cue to leave, dragging a flustered Peter along and completely missing the team´s self-satisfied smirks on your way out.

“That´ll teach her…”

happy haikyuu!! fic recs

under the cut is a list of fics that folks in the haikyuu fandom read to remind themselves that there is good in the world.  i hope that the list can help spread some positive energy during this tough time.  thank you to everyone who gave me suggestions and helped to put the list together!

fics are arranged by ship and include ao3 link, author, length, and summary.  please let me know if one of your fics is on this list but your tumblr/twitter/etc isn’t linked, and i can add it.


  • I like the way your clothes smell by @mysecretfanmoments; kagehina; 75k; ‘Power outages, ghost stories, and the presence of a certain orange-haired boy lead to bad decision-making on Tobio’s part. He’d planned to keep his crush a secret; the universe has other plans.’ 
  • Painting with Words series by iwillstillopenthewindow; kagehina; 11k; 2 fics; ‘Where Hinata has trouble writing and Kageyama has difficulty seeing the world in color again.’ 
  • Hinata is a middle aged cougar at age sixteen the fanfiction by pittoo; 2k; ‘Kageyama just wants to mow hay’
  • kisses by buu; 4k; ‘There’s a blur and Hinata remembers warm lips, surprisingly soft from someone who frowns all the time, and Kageyama’s terrified face when he pulls back, and the electricity running through Hinata’s entire body, heating his cheeks to match Kageyama’s. / Kissing, it turns out, is as good as volleyball.’
  • Ridiculous by @festivetrickster; kagehina ft yachi; 3.5k; ‘After Yachi’s heater broke at her own apartment, Hinata and Kageyama invite her to stay at theirs until it gets fixed. Only, the problem is: 1) the repairman is never going to come, 2) temporarily living with Hinata and Kageyama is …stressful, to say the least.’
  •    maps, from me to you by tothemoon; kagehina; 10k; ‘This is a (non-chronological) account of the memories they make out of millimeters.’
  • let’s do it like they do on the infomercial channel by @kiribakus; 2k; ‘kageyama opened the door and hinata was blinded by the sheer force of his rock hard abs. / “wtf dude ur like 12,” hinata said.’
  • love and now by @plotghosts; kagehina; 16k; ‘After their break-up three years prior, Hinata attends Kageyama’s final university match.’
  • A Couple of Awesome Players by Esselle; gen kagehina; 3k; ‘Shouyou meets volleyball and Kageyama at roughly the same time—during his first year of middle school.’
  • Paws for a Second by LemonNinjaa; kagehina; 3k; ‘Daichi decides that working on teamwork is important, and Hinata volunteers Kageyama’s house. Little does Karasuno know that Kageyama has two fluffy secrets.’ 


  • You’d fit my lonely arms so perfectly by boxofwonder; daisuga; 25k; ‘Suga accidentally calls a stranger instead of his best friend, tells him all about his burned batch of cookies before realising, and that particular mistake might turn out the best one he ever made.’
  • pride by @owlinaminor; daichi genfic ft. daisuga; 4k; ‘Daichi knows that Hinata accidentally called him ‘Dad’ once, and Suga often teases him about parenting the first-years, but this is just ridiculous. / “I’m not your dad, I’m your captain!” Daichi protests. / The cheering only increases in volume. They’re probably disturbing anyone who’s still at the school – but then, it’s New Year’s Eve. Nobody is still at the school besides Daichi’s insane, ridiculous, wonderful team. / “Okay, fine,” he says at last, raising his hands in surrender. “I’m proud to be your dad.”’
  • Perfectionism by @mysecretfanmoments; daisuga; 3k; ‘“I just wish it was something you could practice before you have to… perform.” He narrows his eyes, imagining it. “Like a CPR class.” / Suga raises an eyebrow. “You want to practice it. Beforehand.” / “Yeah. Are you offering?” / ((Daichi doesn’t like to be bad at things–kissing included–and Suga is willing to help him practice.))’
  • the perfect stranger by @downmoonwrites; daisuga; 26k; ‘There’s a man standing outside Suga’s door. / Scratch that. Start over. / There’s a man he doesn’t know standing outside his door, holding his sleeping nephew in one arm, with another kid clinging tightly to his free hand.’
  • Black and Blue by @makariawritesabout; daisuga; 117k; Daichi’s new (temporary) neighbor is not only stunningly beautiful but also funny, friendly, with just a touch of mysterious. / Naturally, Daichi freaks the fuck out. / (AU where everyone lives in the same building and everyone is gay)’ 
  • Add New Contact by booksong; daisuga; 9k; ‘"Daichi was leaning contemplatively on the sill of his open window, waiting for the icy breeze he was letting into his room to wake him up to how utterly stupid he was being. He’d always hated stories, real or fictional, about people doing ridiculous and self-destructive things for love, but now here he was, palming his smartphone idly and wondering with complete seriousness if it would survive an eight meter drop with substantial but repairable damage.“ / (Or; All Daichi’s electronics are endangered the moment he realizes he can’t get that sweet, patient, ridiculously attractive IT tech off his mind.)’
  • World Will Follow After by @kiribakus; daisuga; 7k; ‘Sir, are you interested in the flavor of the day? Is that what’s going on here?? Could you please decide whether you’re looking over here or looking downward??? Is this some kind of weird Morse code???? Sir I don’t understand what is going on and my face is burning sir please—’


  • Build A Temple in Me by @kiribakus; iwaoi; 40k; ‘Up the mossy mountain steps, past the komainu guardians and the faded red gate, and beyond the boundaries of the green shrine—that’s where the forest and the spirit world within it lies. That’s where Hajime met him, and where their story began. / But intertwining of destinies can be ugly business, Hajime finds, when their first meeting begins with blood and the too-human eyes of a beast.’
  • how to let your planets align by tothemoon; iwaoi; 16k; ‘It is the last day on earth, December 2nd, 1985, when you realize you’re in love with him.’
  • midnight boy/sunset town by carafin; iwaoi; 10k; ‘In which Iwaizumi Hajime grows a few chili plants, participates in an eating contest, breaks into a park, and falls in love with a man who doesn’t ever sleep - not exactly in that order.’
  • I sure hope that guy gets fired by Xov; iwaoi; 30k; ‘It was the fourth time experiencing the exact same day that Iwaizumi Hajime reluctantly admitted to himself that something was very wrong.’
  • Phone Home by ghostystarr; iwaoi; 7k; ‘Oikawa Tooru is currently orbiting Earth at 445 kilometers per minute, but falling in love with the voice in his ear makes it feel so much slower than that.’
  • Through My Eyes by anchoringsouls; iwaoi; 3k; ‘“I think if you ever saw yourself through my eyes, you would fall in love with yourself the same way the way I did with you.”’
  • the BEES KNEES by munzie and oikawamemesquad; iwaoi & bee x knee; 300 words; ‘KN(B)EEwaoi: the fic (boy x boy, R-18, dont like dnt read!1!!!)’


  • Close to the Chest by @darkmagicalgirlwrites; kyouhaba; 61k; ‘It takes Yahaba thirteen years to realize he’s different from the other kids, one to figure out how to hide it, and two more to learn to be happy just the way he is. Yahaba’s journey ft. an extremely annoyed Kyoutani, best friend in the world Watari, and loads and loads of good senpai Oikawa.’
  • Laughter by @kiyala; kyouhaba; 2k; ‘Kyoutani has a cute laugh and suddenly, Yahaba has a crush.’
  • Entwined by @kiyala; kyouhaba; 2.5k; ‘Soulmates share their emotions with each other when their hands touch. Yahaba experiences it for the first time when he and Kyoutani share a high five after winning a match.’
  • Colourmarks by @kiyala; kyouhaba; 4k; ‘Kyoutani and Yahaba keep leaving marks on each other everywhere they touch. They’re trying their best to ignore it, and what it means.’
  • no solution series by fortyfiveangrycats; kyouhaba; currently 17k & 4 fics; ‘parallel lines, parallel stories. basically a bunch of kyouhaba fics that all remotely tie together.’


  • plus one by safra; matsuhana; 6k; ‘"Did you know we’re dating?” / “What? Says who?” / “Says everyone apparently.” / “Oh,” Hanamaki frowns for a few seconds before shrugging and turning his attention back to the chocolate fountain. “Nice."’
  • A Bouquet of Flours by @guyfierimpreg; matsuhana; 5k; ‘“Is that a flour sack in a diaper,” Iwaizumi deadpanned, looking at the offending thing with a Look saved only for dealing with Hanamaki and Matsukawa (and occasionally Oikawa, though the Look for Oikawa came with a lot more vein-popping and swearing). / “Don’t talk about our baby like that,” Matsukawa shot back.’
  • stranger things by laubear; matsuhana; 10k; ‘In 2012, the men’s national volleyball team took home the bronze at the Asian Cup. Tokyo Skytree opened to the public. Also, the dashing Hanamaki Takahiro and painfully cool Matsukawa Issei started a radio show out of Aoba Johsai’s abandoned A/V room and accidentally became the two most popular guys in school.’


  • geronimo by lagatos; bokuaka; 28k; ‘"beach resort au” where Bokuto Koutarou works in a small tourist town’s beach resort, renting out kayaks and surfboards for people he’ll never see again. Akaashi Keiji moves into town for the summer for a photography internship and Bokuto insists on showing him how the natives live.’
  • oh baby, can’t you see by commovente; bokuaka; 2k; ‘akaashi keiji’s comprehensive list of all 37 of bokuto-san’s weaknesses.’
  • wanderlust led me home to you by earlgrey_milktea; bokuaka; 13k; ‘When a tall, dark stranger walks into Koutarou’s shop one day, he was in no way prepared for his entire life to be changed at a glimpse of those breathtaking grey-green eyes. / in which bokuto fiddles with a music box that makes no sound, akaashi is a plant person, and some secrets must be revealed sooner or later.’
  • Rules by conesofdunshire; bokuaka; 120k; ‘In which Akaashi Keiji is an overworked accountant who stumbles upon Bokuto one night playing the piano in the lobby of his work. Bokuto is different, that much is obvious. But with such supreme musical talent and a smile so dazzling it rivals the sun, there’s just something about him that brings Akaashi back every night.’


  • black cats & voodoo dolls by ohhotlamb; bokuroo; 4.5k; ‘“So, hypothetically, if I wanted to put a curse on somebody and make them suffer but I didn’t really want them to die—how would you suggest that, um, I do that?” / Kuroo looks up over his completely wholesome and not-at-all suggestive magazine (covered by another magazine—a nature special on humpback whales or some other majestic shit like that) to find an extremely hot and extremely sad-looking guy. Kuroo raises an eyebrow, but it’s invisible under the black of his fringe. He alternates brows. / “Damn. Who fucked you over?”’
  • it feels good, it feels great by @niwry; bokuroo; 1k; ‘Bokuto makes Kuroo feel alive, Kuroo makes Bokuto feel calm. There are also pineapples and night trains.’
  • the yeah yeah yeah song by keptein; bokuroo; 5k; ‘And the light from the stage catches in the guy’s hair, so blond it shines white like a beacon, like one of the stars overhead. Tetsurou leans over and yells in his ear, hand on one solid shoulder, “Cool hair!” / “You too!” the guy yells back, “I dig the sex hair look!”’


  • A Very Kuroo Chirstmas by AQuinton; kurotsukki; 2k; ‘Tsukishima Kei loves all things Christmas. But he doesn’t plan on admitting that to anyone anytime soon.
  • as far as first meetings go by whatcaniwriteinthis; kurotsukki; 0.7k; ‘… this isn’t that bad.’
  • Who Done It by galaxymouth; kurotsukki; 1k; ‘Tsukishima Kei has hickeys on his neck and no one on the entire volleyball team can figure out who could ever get close enough to the wall of salt to leave them there. The volleyball club suddenly becomes a detective debate club.’


  • Dovetail by ideallyqualia; ushiten; 31k; ‘To know something like the back of your hand means that you know that person or that thing very, very well.’
  • i’m a house with no windows, you’re the flowers on the front porch by @tendouaf; 67k; currently 9/? chapters; ‘Wakatoshi likes absolutes. He likes the idea of something being unchangeable, immovable, because he doesn’t have to worry needlessly about it. He can focus his energy on other, more important things. And among the absolutes he feels in his life, his bond with Satori is one of them. / (aka: a fic focusing on ushiten’s development from childhood through adulthood that no one really asked for but I felt an extremely strong urge to write anyway)’
  • ushiten week 2016 series by @owlinaminor; seven fics; 21k total; established relationship oneshots ft genderfluid ushijima.

captains genfic:

  • national hot dad alliance is now calling… by @dicaeopolis and @owlinaminor; captains genfic; 58k; ‘Sawamura Daichi: What the fuck. (Or, the captains’ squad interactions that definitely happen outside of canon, presented in Skype chat form.)’
  • Kings of the Road, Kings of the Universe by @ezzydean; captains genfic; 17k; ‘Eight magical captains, one bus, an entire summer (and country) waiting for them. / What could possibly go wrong? / (The magic of friendship meets the magic of a summer road trip meets pure magic.)’
  • holding out for a hero by @dicaeopolis; captains genfic; 17k; ‘Kuroo, Oikawa, Bokuto, and Daichi make up a team of superheroes fighting to keep their city free from crime. But they might’ve met their match in a powerful nature spirit that seems determined to take them down for good. / Also, it would really help Kuroo’s concentration if his teammates stopped wearing so much spandex. / Or: the superhero slice-of-life that nobody asked for.’

rarepairs & multishipping:

  • jaywalkers series by @sturlsons; kurotsukki, bokuaka, yamayachi, & others; currently 95k & 18 fics; ‘A collection of stories the morals of which all amount to: if something can go wrong, it will. Also, if something can go right, it also will. / Alternatively, that one college AU where everyone fucks all the shit up.’
  • Hearts aren’t bulletproof by boxofwonder; ushioi; 11k; ‘Being a superhero is hard. / Having a crush on your High School rival is hard. / Your High School rival having a crush on your Superhero identity without knowing it’s you is … kind of the worst.’
  • This Insignificant Pride and Prejudice by @mysecretfanmoments and poulerslashes; ushioi; 34k; ‘Oikawa Tooru graduated high school with the burning desire to succeed in his college career. He’d hoped that might include taking down his arch-nemesis along the way, but when he finds that his college team hosts an offensively familiar face, he can’t help but think that the universe might be conspiring against him. After all, what could be worse than playing on the same team as Ushijima?’
  • babysitters club by tesselated; tsukkiyama; 4k; ‘This is the problem with Yamaguchi: he’s too nice. Tsukishima has known this since they were thirteen, but apparently he’s never learned because here he is, babyproofing their apartment for the third time this month because Sugawara knows Yamaguchi will say yes when he asks them to babysit.’
  • blue summer sky by deanpendragon; tsukkiyama; 32k; ‘In which Tadashi manages his grandfather’s pet store and Tsukishima works at the music shop next door. Lots of exclamation points, dialogue, obvious crushes, internal (and overexcited) monologuing, animal trivia, and terrible puns ensue.’
  • four-star daydream by @dicaeopolis; oikuroo; 5k; ‘Kuroo’s cat has a problem with stealing clothing. Oikawa has a problem with Kuroo.’
  • That Go Bump In the Night by sushibomb; oikuroo; 19k; currently 1/3 chapters; ‘Oikawa has always been fascinated with the unknown. Aliens, monsters, ghosts, you name it, he can tell you a little something about the lore. So when a mysterious new person moves into his apartment complex, Oikawa is determined to prove that this seemingly normal guy might be one of the undead. But what happens when it turns out that he’s right?’
  • Unconventional Wisdom by irlbokuto; bokuroo, daisuga, and iwaoi; 60k; currently 12/? chapters; ‘They say you don’t really know a person until you live with them. After late night grocery runs, singing competitions, stove fires, alien conspiracies, laundry mishaps, excessive penalty drills, identity crises, and falling in love with your best friend, you begin to see life in a different light. You knew playing volleyball would take you places, but this was the farthest scenario from your mind. / Or, a tale of how Kuroo Tetsurou found himself rooming with three other volleyball captains at university.’
  • romance ‘n’ all that jazz by @tobioslilgiant; goshihina; 12k; ‘The smile drops from Goshiki face and his steaming cup of coffee nearly slips from his hand when he realizes: there’s someone already standing there. Standing in his spot. / Someone who’s assaulting poor, unsuspecting passerbies with the offensive noise known as jazz. / OR: AU where Hinata and Goshiki are rival street performers’
  • a dash of sugar and a spoonful of salt by @tobioslilgiant; goshihina; 1.5k; ‘"I don’t who keeps leaving me sweets but whoever it is, I’m gonna marry them,” Hinata gushes. / “Really?” Shirabu demands, jarring Goshiki from his thoughts. “You don’t even know who’s sending them, though. They could be hideous—” he looks over at Goshiki—“or painfully annoying.” / OR: the college AU where Goshiki keeps anonymously leaving baked goods in front of Hinata’s dorm room and Shirabu’s completely lost any semblance of chill he’s ever had’
  • The Kindling Alchemist by kvhottie; kagehina, tsukkiyama, daisuga, & others; 15k; currently 3/? chapters; ‘The lovechild of FMA:B and Psycho-pass AU. / “…and finally your partner, Major Kageyama, the Crystal Aconite Alchemist.”/ Hinata’s eyes darted to Kageyama and looked him up and down. Dark hair, blue eyes, and a stoic expression—he definitely wasn’t the life of the party. Hinata smirked, almost sure that Kageyama’s alchemy element was something cold, just like his demeanor. It was fine; he always liked a challenge.’
  • red skinny jeans by @dicaeopolis; tentsukki; 4k; ‘The trials of one prickly student-librarian and the guy who seems to enjoy nothing more than pissing him off. / Or, “Tsukishima Kei and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day"’
  • Herding Cats by notallbees; kuroyaku; 15k; ‘Cat-sitting in his new boyfriend’s apartment seems like a stress-free way for Kuroo to get out of his mom’s house for a week, and to win some brownie points with Yaku. But cats often have their own ideas about how things should be run, and Kuroo has his work cut out if he wants to impress Porco and Rosso.’
  • when the moon hits your eye by Metis_Ink; ushijima/futakuchi; 10k; ‘The stress of new captaincy is troubling enough when there’s not a nationally-recognized, socially-stunted rival captain inappropriately concerned with your eating habits. Futakuchi is disappointed to find that that’s just the beginning of it.’
  • it’s tradition. by hicsvntdracones; kyouhaba, iwaoi, matsuhana, & kinkuni; 6k; ‘It’s tradition, it’s tradition, they all say as they gather up the second and first years. The second years have a look of hard determination, while the first years are simply confused. Oikawa claps his hands together. / "Let’s begin this year’s annual training camp truth or dare!” / Kunimi tries to run.’
  • Touch by @mysecretfanmoments; yakulev; 10k; ‘After a twisted ankle and an uncomfortable realization, Yaku starts to see a different side of Lev—one he doesn’t want to kick at all. (Or, well… not often.)’
  • Ear to Ear by @darkmagicalgirlwrites; aonefuta; 1.5k; ‘Futakuchi is as noisy, but Aone doesn’t mind.’
  • Despite the Warning Signs by @natroze; tensuga; 16k; ‘“War,” Suga says, quite cordially. “This means war.” / Or, the one where Tendou and Suga end up roommates in college and immediately engage each other in dorm room prank combat. Romantically.’
  • a little piece of home by spacegirlkj; oihina; 3k; ‘It’s a big step, Shouyou thinks as he stands back, wiping the paint of his hands to look at the blue room. / Their first real home, Tooru and him.’
  • Boatman by @surveycorpsjean; bokuto/iwaizumi; 4k; ‘Bokuto finds him, washed up, dehydrated, woven in translucent webbing. / Of course they fall in love.’
  • Stuck in the Middle with You by overlymetaromantic; oisuga; 15k; ‘It’s not the kind of blossoming relationship either of them would expect, but maybe, just maybe, it could lead to something good.’
  • Phases by togekissies; oisuga; 3k; ‘i. Moon witch Sugawara meets weather witch Oikawa on the street, strikes up a friendship. / ii. Moon witch Sugawara spends longer than is necessary texting weather witch Oikawa, is judged by his cat. / iii. Moon witch Sugawara, emboldened by the full moon, asks weather witch Oikawa a silent question. Weather witch Oikawa says yes.’
  • Daredevil on the slope by @smokey310; bokuakakurotsukki; 124k; ‘„Seriously. What kind of supernatural being did I piss off to deserve this,“ sighed Tsukishima on their way up to the mountain. Akaashi sat next to him in the little chair lift and watched the trails of small paw prints disappear between the clusters of fir trees. The snow glittered in the sun, the air was icy fresh and everything would have been picture perfect if it wasn’t for the intruder shaking his snowboard around in the third seat. / “Are you talking about me?” asked Tanaka, whom Tsukishima was very obviously talking about. / “Do you see any other people which the devil would have sent to punish me?” / “There’s some right behind us,” said Tanaka, pointing to the following chair lift filled with an excitedly jumping Bokuto, a maniacally smiling Nishinoya and Kuroo who sat in the middle and looked like he contemplated jumping into the treetops below. / Well – he did have a point there.’
  • Mannequin Men by @surveycorpsjean; bokuakakurotsukki; 76k; ‘The modeling world is full of hungry wolves, constantly clambering over the other, snarling and desperate. They fight, and they kill, trampling over anything in their path. / In this case, Akaashi fell in love with the wolves.’
  • Half Past Moon by @swallowtail-butterflys; kawashira; 9k; ‘5 kawashira scenes with the moon and 1 under the sun as they slowly fall in love.’
  • Window Vine by @swallowtail-butterflys; kawashira & tensemi; 15k; ‘"Tendou-san named the storage mop after Semi-san.“ / "That is concerning,” Kawanishi concedes.’
  • Sunshine Cafe by shions_heart; kenhina; 2.5k; ‘In which a tired college student’s daily routine is turned upside-down by the arrival of an adorable barista with sunshine in his smile.’
  • Push and Pull by @aroceu; kagetsukki; 11k; ‘The one where Kageyama and Tsukishima can’t be in different rooms if they don’t want to die (or at least hurt each other), and Kageyama has feelings.’ 
  • The trick to my treat by Etstrubal; bokutsukki; 3k; ‘Tsukki is pretty much addicted to sugar, and Bokuto makes the best sweets in town.’
  • OUT! by @yamaguchigrin; yamaguchi/male oc; 106k; ‘JAPAN’S FIRST GAY ATHLETE COMES OUT! / Yamaguchi never expected to read THAT headline in Gay Japan News, but he about fainted when he scrolled down to the photograph. There–volleyball on his hip, naked from his Seijoh shorts upward and eyes pleading for readers to devour him–was the familiar face of Oikawa Tooru. / Oikawa? Gay? OUT?’

other genfic:

  • the lost boys by @owlinaminor; shiratorizawa genfic ft ushiten; 61k; ‘A group of boys lost everything in war only to inherit a country that no longer knows its place in the world. How do they grow up? Who do they look up to? Where do they go to find purpose? There is only one answer: they turn to each other.’
  • Dear Mister Ghost by phantomdieb; shiratorizawa genfic; 5k; ‘The Volleyball team of Shiratorizawa is allowed to practice at school in their autumn holidays.  Everything seems alright until suddenly two of them go missing - followed by more of them.  Is that the Shiratorizawa Academy’s ghost?’ 
  • senpai troubles by @owlinaminor; one-sided goshiki/all his senpai & minor ushiten; 5.5k; ‘“Um, senpai?” Tsutomu wonders. “What does gay mean?” / Shirabu stares at him for another long moment, unblinking – then leans back against the bench and tilts his face up to the ceiling. / “Nope,” he declares, to nobody in particular. “I am not dealing with this.”’
  • intra-team espionage by hananapeel; aone & futakuchi; 1.2k; ‘A normal end to a normal Friday night: a fuming Kamasaki, an unapologetic Futakuchi, and Aone, who is dragged along for the ride every single time.”
  • it’s like the hunger games, but better by safra; seijoh genfic; 3k; ‘“Just a game of paintball?” Hanamaki parrots, eyes widening as he takes another step forwards until they’re standing practically nose to nose. “Kindaichi, Kindaichi, my poor naive Kindaichi. This is more than just a game.” / Kindaichi frowns. “It…is?” / “Kindaichi,” Oikawa says sharply, shoving Hanamaki out of the way so he can grasp Kindaichi tightly by the shoulders. “This is a matter of life or death.” / “I mean, I don’t think it’s really tha—” / “Life or death,” Oikawa, Hanamaki, Matsukawa and Iwaizumi say loudly in unison.’
  • A Good Day by bishounen_curious; saeko & natsu; 2k; ‘For the SASO2016 Prompt: Remember when the big sis of the Karasuno team met the team’s little sis?’
  • second year volley squad by garbagecannot; karasuno second-years genfic; 3.5k; ‘Kino: no-one cares tanaka / Tanaka: shot through the heart and you’re to blame / Or how five high school volleyball players with only their club in common, slowly but surely, became best friends.’
  • Hello, Halcyon Days by tookumade; aone & hinata; 2k; ‘No matter where he walked in Sendai city, Aone was always given a wide berth. He supposed it made getting around places easier, but there was a sort of loneliness in how people gave him fearful looks and avoided him as much as they did.’
  • no unread messages by warfare; kageyama & kenma; 5k; ‘Kageyama also remembers that he’d failed utterly at getting to talk to him. He’d been baffled about it at the time; what kind of setter doesn’t want to talk about setting? But maybe this is the answer. Maybe Nekoma’s setter - (“Kenma,” Hinata chides frustratedly the third or fourth time he says it, “his name is Kenma") - maybe Kenma-san is just bad face-to-face. Kageyama can understand that, to some extent, although he doesn’t quite understand why that would extend to talking to him about volleyball, but fine. He can accommodate this, if that’s what it takes. He asks for Kenma’s contact information immediately. Hinata copies it into his phone with a weird, sour face, muttering, “I mean it, Kageyama, you better not be a jerk to him.” Kageyama has no idea what Hinata is insinuating, and he forgets the comment almost immediately.’
  • levels of investment by @skittidyne; karasuno genfic; 9k; ‘Yamaguchi was far less nervous in practice than any games, and he’d gotten far more skilled at serving in a few short months, so Tsukishima was utterly unprepared for the feeling of a volleyball slamming into the back of his head. / There was a beat of silence. / The ball had enough of an angle to bounce off his head and over to the other side of the net, landing neatly in front of a stunned Sugawara. / (( or: Ennoshita plots for the future, Suga wants to mess around and is intent on dragging everyone down to his level, Noya tries to become a spiker, Kiyoko is a good senpai, Yamaguchi cries, and Tsukishima wonders if he’s been dropped off in the Twilight Zone without his notice ))’
A Cold Encounter

Summary: You and Kol get trapped in a spelled circle in the forest by a coven of witches who wish to get back on Klaus. Unfortunately for you, it’s a cold snowy night and Kol cannot reach any of his siblings – will he be able to save you before you die of cold?

Pairing: KolxReader
Words: 1,087

A/N: I know that it’s summer right now but I watched 4x02 of OUAT and felt so inspired – so hopefully you’ll still give it a shot. I loved writing this one and I hope that you’ll like it as well!

The cold wind was howling while small white snowflakes circled around and placed themselves everywhere on your body. The cold was taking over your body and one by one, every cell seemed to be turning into ice.

Next to you, Kol took of his sweater and placed it around you, above the jacket which he had already given you. He brushed his arms continuingly up and down your arms but it did not bring you any warmth.

The only thing you wanted was to go home and lay down underneath a pile of duvets. Unfortunately, that was not a possibility. You were trapped in the cold weather with your best friend Kol. Despite the cold not being a problem for him, it was for you considering that you were human and intended on staying human. Kol had been trying non-stop to reach his siblings on their phones but no one answered. But then, finally, Klaus picked up his phone. He was angry and thus you could easily hear him as well.

Klaus: Kol, I’m rather busy, could you perhaps handle your own problems for ones or come to the mansion and help me fix mine?

Kol: Actually, I’m not capable of going anywhere right now, no matter if I wanted to or not, brother.

His words were almost as cold as the newly-fallen snow which you were sitting on.

Kol: Once again, I’m being punished for something you did. Only this time, Y/N is the victim as well.

Klaus: What are you talking about?

Kol: I assume you stole something from the witches – something that they would very much like back. And until they get it, Y/N and I are trapped inside a spelled circle in the middle of the forest. And before you think that you have plenty of time to solve this problem, let me just remind you that Y/N is human and it’s freezing out here!

Klaus stayed quiet for quite some time. When he finally spoke, his voice was gentle.

Klaus: How is she?

Kol rose and went as far away from you as possible though it was not very far. He spoke quietly, hoping that you could not hear his words – but you could.

Kol: Her teeth are chattering and her hands are white. Both her fingertips and lips are ice blue. I’ve tried to keep her warm but there isn’t much left to do.

He waited a little bit before he continued.

Kol: Her heartbeat began slowing down just a minute before you picked up your phone.

Every fiber in your body was getting numb; your ears could not even manage to catch Kol’s conversation any longer. After a few moments, he put his phone away and sat down next to you, placing his legs around you and holding you close into his body.

That was when you realized something; his body was no longer cold. For some weird reason, you found that to be extremely fun and even let out a small laughter. Well, it probably sounded more like a sick witch’s cattle but still.

Kol: What are you laughing about? Please don’t tell me that you’re hallucinating.

Y/N: You’re… not cold anymore.

Your statement was definitely not something that Kol found funny. Instead of laughing, he began stroking your arms one more time.

You laid your head on his chest and noticed that your eye lids began fluttering.

Y/N: I’m… so… tired.

Kol: You do not fall asleep. Do you hear me Y/N!

Then, his voice turned into a soft whisper.

Kol: They’re almost here. Freya has probably already cast a locator spell and now they’re on their way to find us and break this spell.

Y/N: They won’t make it. You said yourself that… my heartbeat…

Kol: That doesn’t mean that you’ll die. I won’t let that happen. I promise.

Your energy was disappearing quicker and quicker and you fought hard to gather enough strength to speak.

Y/N: You’ve always… been my best friend… Don’t change when I’m… not here…

Cursing and swearing on the inside, Kol was boiling with anger about this situation. One thing was hurting him but hurting and perhaps even killing you was a complete different thing.

He could not lose you.

He saw you closing your eyes while he heard your heartbeat getting even slower as you drifted into unconsciousness. That was when he decided that he would turn you despite you having made it very clear that you did not want to become a vampire. Just before he bit into his wrist, he saw two figures coming out behind the trees.

Freya and Klaus.

Kol: Freya, you need to hurry, she’s unconscious.

The panic in his voice did not go unnoticed by neither Freya nor Klaus. Freya quickly began doing the spell while Kol stamped his foot impatiently and Klaus gave worried glances towards both you and Freya.

Kol noticed your heart skipping a beat and terror filled his body.

Kol: Come on! Hold on!

Freya’s voice rose until she finally stopped the spell, the boundary having disappeared.  

Kol did not even thank them. As soon as the spell was broken, he lifted you up into his arms and vamp-speeded into the Mikaelson Mansion where he carefully placed you on his bed. After having turned on the heat to a maximum and placed several blankets and duvets around you, he entered the bed himself and held you tight while rubbing your skin once again, praying for you to open your eyes and for your heartbeat to getting steady.

When he finally got to see your beautiful eyes once more, he let out a sigh of relief and placed his forehand on yours.

Kol: Don’t ever scare me like that again.

You spoke with a rather rusty voice.

Y/N: I’ll do my best. I promise.

Then you clung onto him even tighter, feeling relieved that you would get to see another sunrise and live another day with Kol by your side.

What none of you knew was that Klaus was standing in the door opening, watching the two of you carefully. A genuine smile curled up on his lips as he heard Kol’s heartbeat getting slower; not because he was dying but because he could finally relax now that you were safe. Even if the two of you did not know it, Klaus did – you two were soulmates. Maybe not romantically, at least not yet, but the two of you suited each other just as well as hot chocolate suits a snowy night.

the signs as The Hunger Games characters
  • Aries - Cato: Impulsive, thinks he's the boss, the most competitive one out there, bossy as fuck, thinks he's the best and people should obey him, fights for himself till the end no matter what, only wants to win
  • Taurus - Prim: Very caring, endures too much shit through their life, came here to help, would sacrifice their own life for an animal's life, very innocent-looking, soft, kind, emotional as fuck, doesn't like war, loves peace, really thoughtful, not an asshole
  • Gemini - Peeta Melark: Has really messed up thoughts but is very intelligent, knows how to manipulate people by charming them, great communication skills, shines on the outside but has a literal chaos going on inside them, changes their opinion in a millisecond, very good and humble but likes to behave bitchy, a sly cunt
  • Cancer - President Snow: Introverted and very emotional but doesn't show it no matter what, very family-oriented, loves roses duh, is weird but bossy at the same time, sly cunt, doesn't want to show himself in front of people very often - does it only on special occasions
  • Leo - Seneca Crane: Has that lionish look in his eyes, a very stylish person, egotistic and self-centered, thinks he's the best thinker out there while he's not, very stubborn and doesn't want to give up which might kill him in the end, a hottie
  • Virgo - Haymitch: Has issues, intolerant and doesn't know how to forgive, strictly follows order but is actually neutral evil, thinks they're doing justice while they're actually fixing their own complex mental problems, doesn't show what they're feeling on the inside, has immense potential for things but hates humanity and hates everyone and everything
  • Libra - Plutarch: Always smiles and looks innocent, while is actually a very good organizer and a manipulator because everyone thinks they're good, knows a lot about people but doesn't tell anyone a shit and acts stupid, nobody (including themselves) knows what they want from life but they still follow some abstract plans of theirs
  • Scorpio - Katniss Everdeen: Introverted, doesn't know how to communicate with people, good at killing but hates to kill people, doesn't know a shit about herself because she is afraid of introspecting, knows how to love hard, very afraid most of the time but fights it
  • Sagittarius - Gale: Hard-working as hell, knows how to take care of people and how to support them but nobody takes him seriously, feels bad about people doing mistakes, wants to save everyone, a really caring person but doesn't show it, a really jealous and a possessive person but doesn't show it and in the end actually understands everyone's reasons for wronging him and forgives everyone, a hottie
  • Capricorn - President Alma Coin: Loves grey, her entire world is literally grey, hates make up but is still elegant as fuck, loves minimalism, bossy as hell but still manipulative and does everything only because she wants to be the number one ruler, wants to rule the world
  • Aquarius - Finnick: Has that boi sass, eccentric, likes to joke around and diss people but is actually a very responsible person, doesn't look (and isn't) very trusting but they can actually take things seriously when it's wanted from them, a competitive person, only falls in love once and would die for their loved one but they fall in love reeeeeally really hard, doesn't like to pay much attention to their feelings
  • Pisces - Effie Trinket: Lives in her own world, is irreplaceable, majestic in her own ways, otherworldy, eccentric as hell, weird, impulsive, sensitive and emotional, will cut anyone who crosses her, a classy, styilish hottie
Hidden{6}[Peter Parker]

Pairing:fem!reader x Tom Holland’s!Peter Parker

Summary:The reader develops feelings for her childhood friend Peter Parker but is scared to admit it because she’s afraid it’s going to ruin their friendship.

A/N: The next part is gonna be lit,i promise! 

Originally posted by parkrpeters

I’m okay. I’m fine. I’m feeling great. This is gonna be the best night of my life. I’m gonna drink,i’m gonna dance and most of all,i’m gonna forget all about Peter. Yes,that’s what i’m gonna do.

“Y/N,put that down before i do it myself.” The girl turned her head to the right. MJ was angrily glaring at Y/N,her index finger pointing at the red cup in her friend’s hands. Y/N shook her head and smiled weakly. She can’t be serious.

“Relax,it’s just beer.” She brought the cup to her lips and drank a little bit more.  Homecoming was supposed to be her night.

“Yeah,the third one. Stop it.” Michelle was serious,Y/N could tell. But just for this night,she didn’t give a damn. She was sad. And she could drink all she wanted,right?

“You can’t get drunk by consuming beer,relax.”For the first time in days,she just didn’t care. She didn’t care she liked Peter. She didn’t care he had almost kissed her the other day. She didn’t care he was playing games with her. She didn’t care he was dancing with the girl of his dreams. She didn’t care about anything.

Y/N could see the smile on Peter’s lips as he wrapped his arms around Liz and started dancing with her. She was smiling too. The perfect couple,Y/N thought.

She bit her lip. It should’ve been her dancing with Peter,not Liz. She knew it was really selfish of her to think that. But she couldn’t help it.

“Of course you can! If you keep doing this to yourself,i’ll end up dragging you out of school…Plus, i know you hate beer! Are you forcing yourself? If Peter sees you-“ MJ didn’t manage to finish her sentence because Y/N started laughing. Hard. She couldn’t believe her ears. Everything just seemed to be a joke.

”You know what? I don’t give a flying fuck about Peter. He’s not my mom. And neither are you so quit telling me what to do, please. I’m fine…“

“Is it because of him?” MJ asked her after a moment of silence,her eyes on the boy on the dance floor,who had broken Y/Ns heart without knowing.


“Is it because of Peter? The reason you’re miserable,i mean.”

Y/N sighed. She was so tired of going back and forth. So sick of being sensitive. Of hiding. Of being dishonest not only to her friends,but also to her own self.

Just as she opened her mouth to reply,she saw Peter heading towards them,his hands fixing the collar of his shirt.

“I think i need some fresh air…"She nervously said to MJ as she handed her the beer. Michelle nodded.

"Okay. But you can’t keep running away from your problems forever Y/N!” Her friend was right. Sooner or later,the truth had to come out. And the night of Homecoming was the perfect chance.

Y/N couldn’t imagine herself even mouthing those three little words. She felt weak,unable to even bring herself to speak. But she would have to speak anyway because Peter was once again following her. 

The same scene. The same protagonists. The same scenario. There was a difference though. A significant one;Peter’s feelings.


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Amethyst singing “tower of mistakes” for like a minute only for her feelings never to get addressed ever again is probably the best representation to how Amethyst gets treated in the show.

According to “reformed”, despite Amethyst and Pearl reconciling in “on the run” she still feels like she’s lesser to Pearl, but literally when the episode ends, that’s the end of it. When we find out Amethyst feels lesser to Steven and overall worthless during the Jasper return story arc, for one, Garnet and Pearl don’t know anything about it, haven’t even confronted or consoled her at all despite Garnet having future vision and knowing Amethyst’s past history with self worth issues. When they find out about smoky quartz’s self depreciating jokes in “know your fusion” nothing comes from it. Steven was the only one there for her and luckily for Steven, his problems gets resolved, or at least addressed, later on in “mindful education” and “lion 4”, but I ask what help did Amethyst get? Nothing. Amethyst clearly doesn’t know how to get help herself and needs others to do so for her, not only has this problem never been even addressed, but no one tries to help her and the only help they do give is temporary. I truly believe the best thing the writers can do for Amethyst is to give weight to her problems and allow her to grow as a character who can fix their own problems.

Riverdale Spoilers

Ok so listen. My son, Jughead Jones, ranted to his friends about how much the drive in means to him. 2/3 of them listen, but don’t really support him about it. He drops his complaints as soon as the boi, Archie is getting confronted about grundy. Then this boy, my son, stops complaining about /the destruction of his home/ because his friends are dealing with their own problems and he wants to respect/support them so he decides to deal with it himself. He goes to the only adult authority figure that he knows can fix this and practically tells her it’s his home only to be shot down because she’s being /bribed/ by his friend’s rich mom. Then sweet child, Veronica, has to deal with the knowledge that her dad is doing shady deals from prison, and also knows that the place means a lot to her friend, my son. Jughead Jones has one last night to earn money and pack his things before he has to leave and watch his best friend’s father come destroy his home. His own dad doesn’t offer to help (or maybe he can’t)((edit: i sort of forgot his dad was IN THE GANG THAT MADE THIS HAPPEN)) and he just has to walk away from a place that I assume is like his sanctuary.
Ironically this is all just happening in the background to the main plot™ just like it’s happening without any of the other main cast really knowing about it which is just so heartbreaking to me? Like can someone please save my son.

Dating Stephen Strange Would Include
  • Setting that arrogance straight
    • Sure, he’s learned his lessons about how cockiness gets you nowhere you truly want to be, but let’s face it: Confidence is something Stephen’s known practically all his life. It’s all too easy for him to lapse back into it. Not as dramatically as before, though.
    • Mainly because the moment he does, you’re right there to poke a pin in that swollen head of his and drag him back down to Earth with you
  • Practically pleading for him to teach you magic
    • To be honest, Stephen is hesitant to teach you for a multitude of reasons that range from the fact that he is still technically a novice and therefore probably not the best option, to the fact that he’s a little worried about how you’ll take to the concept.
    • The training regimen can be demanding and for as many taunts he directs at you, he never wants you to feel discouraged or incompetent if he can help it.

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Those Magic Changes

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He blames Ford for this.

Well not just Ford. Ford, combined with his inability to say no to people especially when it comes to fixing things.

It started at the end of sophomore year when Ford was shadowing Lardo to learn the ins and outs of managing the Samwell Men’s Hockey team. She was with the team in the cafeteria one morning when her phone goes off. No one paid it any attention until she was slamming her head on the table.

“Please don’t tell me we broke her already…” Nursey murmured to Chowder as they watched the petite woman look like she was about to break the table with her forehead.

Bitty slid closer to her and patted her back tentatively before she sat up and found everyone staring at her.

“Sorry, sorry, it’s just that we’re two weeks from opening and it feels like everything is going wrong. We had one main drop due to what he says in laryngitis, but is probably an STI, the first proof of the playbill had the name of the play misspelled, and now I just saw in our chat that a piece of the set broke…again!”

“What broke?” Dex asked out of sheer habit.

“One of the dual sceneries. It has a bunch of rotating pieces so depending on the scene we can just turn something and it’ll be something different.”

“Oh. Well that’s easy enough to fix. I’m sure you have someone who can take care of that no problem,” he shrugs and goes back to eating, not expecting Ford to bound over the table and grab him by his collar.

“Seriously? Our prop manager is the one who got the main sick so no one is talking to him right now. Could you fix it? Please, I’ll owe you,” she smiled, and Dex knew he was stuck.

This is how Dex became the emergency fix-it guy for the Samwell theatre department, because somehow having to be handy on a budget caused him to exceed the skills of the theatre kids. That spring, between practices and class, he was constantly called to the auditorium to handle anything from a loose washer to erecting scaffolding. He should have found it annoying, but honestly it was nice to be fixing something that wasn’t the same house problem for the millionth time. Plus, he enjoyed the confidence boost he got from being ogled at by a bunch of actors and actresses, since hockey equaled hockey butt.

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So a couple of days I go I wrote this for @jeusus‘s magnificent viking Hux and the support I got was kind of overwhelming and a lot of you seemed to want me to write some more so uh, have whatever this is I guess? (under a readmore cause it’s a little longer than I want to put on some unsuspecting person’s dashboard >.<)

(also sorry Jeusus I wrote this before I read your headcanon post so I know some things don’t quite match up but I hope that’s okay!)

Kylo, too his credit, had tried to be a gracious host for the man who would become his husband. He had taken the wild creature into his home, placed him at the dining table and served him food, a meal of delicious fruits and cheeses. He had tried to make small talk with him, tried to get to know him before they were to be officially wed.

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anonymous asked:

DAI companions react to the inquisitor having a very creepy stalker (like, the guy who killed Leandra level of creep)

Cassandra: It doesn’t take long for Cassandra to find out, but when the Inquisitor comes to them she is quick to act. The person is threatened and, if they do not desist, the problem is permanently resolved.

(Yeah, they’re dead.)

Solas: The elf’s reaction, while slightly less extreme than Cassandra’s, is no less decisive. After night upon night of incredibly realistic nightmares and tempting by demons -if they are a mage- even the most determined stalker ends up finding something better to do with their time.

Sera: There are no pranks, there is nothing funny to be done. If the stalker does not respond to the first threat she fall back on her fool proof plan (hint: it’s arrows) and fixes the problem herself.

Varric: Here’s the thing: Varric Tethras watched the best friend he would ever have have to mourn the last member of their family still consistently in their life after a stalker set their lethal sights. And so when the news reaches his ears that the Inquisitor has gained such a hanger on it only takes a few letters on hi part to get the ball rolling. And if the Carta doesn’t come through with a cleaner solution than he and Bianca take the problem into their own hands.

Vivienne: Darling, the Grand Enchanter was completely content to destroy a Marquis who had insulted the Inquisitor before they were important. What makes you think a stalker has any better chance of survival? Now clean up this mess, she has better things to do.

Blackwall: Long ago, on a roadside in Orlais with the biggest mistake of his life before them Thom Rainier swore that he wasn’t going to let monsters hurt the innocent anymore. He takes that vow seriously, as seriously as the one the real Gordon Blackwall was offering.

The stalker has no chance.

Iron Bull: It would be really easy for the Iron Bull to take the easy murder route, and it certainly isn’t one he discounts right away. But the thing is that this is more than just a creeper around a famous person. That, right or wrong, happens. Instead this is about violence, or at least the potential for it, and the consent that every person should have about who does or does not have agency over their actions. 

The Inquisitor is making changes that affect everyone, meaning that there should be a level of access to them by the common man. But the stalker also means to cause them harm and potentially even kill them, and so is essentially a threat to the whole world. And so, in the Iron Bull’s mind, removing or even eliminating them is less murder as much as it is a tactical maneuver.

Dorian: The Inquisitor is a friend, perhaps the first true one the mage has ever had. And he has seen the kind of danger that comes when obsession goes unchecked– it destroyed his mentor, destroyed the relationship he might have had with his father. Anyone who puts their own wants above the existence of another deserves no mercy, and he shows them none.

Cole: He makes them forget the darkness that lingers on the memories, twisting and turning like snakes in the belly. But if they will not forget than he will help in the best way he can, even if that is not best for the stalker.

–Mod Fereldone


pt1 | pt2 | pt3 | pt4 | pt5 | + | (completed)

pairing: jungkook x reader / yoongi x reader

genre: angst, smut / idol au

word count: 5,500

description: It started out simple, but when your feelings start to grow for the idol who isn’t allowed to date, things get complicated.

“Jungkook just tell me.”

Yuna was staring at him, a look of concern flooding her eyes as she took in the nervous state that he had descended into. He was pacing around the room, his stomach was in knots as he tried to think of way he could possibly explain this to her. What was he supposed to say, when he knew the second he spoke the words he would shatter her heart, and turn this beautiful loving girl into a hurricane of mistrust for everyone after him.

“Yuna it’s just—god I don’t know how to fucking say this.”

His breathing was shallow, and a feeling of nausea overtook him the more he thought about actually telling her that for the past six months of their relationship, when she thought they were trying to fix all of their problems, he was sleeping around and even falling for someone else.

“Just tell me, you can tell me anything. You know that.”

She closed the distance between them, and took his hand in her own in an attempt to make him feel comfortable, but it only made the knife in Jungkook’s heart twist further. He instantly pulled his hand away, causing Yuna’s face to distort into a hurt expression.

“Yuna it’s just that when I tell you this…” he paused as he ran his fingers through his hair, as he felt the sting in his eyes rising “I know it’s going to be over between us.”

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We look around the world for a solution to our problems, forgetting that it’s right infront of us. Just make duaa, call on Allah by His beautiful names. Ya Allah, Al Jabbar, heal our broken hearts. Heal our broken families. Heal our broken souls. Heal our broken communities. Mend our wounds, replace our hardship and pain with happiness and ease. Fix that which is impossible to fix with our own hands.. we can only rely on You to give us stability and peace. Ameen

The “If I Fought This DS9 Character, Would I Win?” Post

Benjamin Sisko

End Fight Probability: There is a 100% chance Sisko knocks you out. 

Sisko’s a survivor, man. He’s Space Dad. Why you even tryin’ to fight your space dad? Sisko has fought almost everyone he’s ever met and triumphed astoundingly. He literally punched Q in the face. He is a goddamn hero. You should be ashamed of yourself. Don’t do it. Don’t fight Sisko. 

Lt. Jadzia Dax

End Fight Probability: There is 99,999% chance Dax knocks you out.

Dax is basically a Klingon in a much hotter, more capable body. She’s gonna whoop your ass. If you do manage to beat her - and you won’t unless she lets you - you’ll have roughly 200 Klingons on your ass in a hot second, because blood oaths are a thing. Don’t do it. Don’t fight Jadzia Dax.

Major Kira Nerys

End Fight Probability: There is a 150% chance Kira knocks you out.

I get it. Kira’s small; she’s snarky; she is occasionally wrong about things. You might think this could be an easy one. But here’s the thing, friend: Kira killed a man for the first time when she was a prepubescent toddler subsisting on only bugs and her own fury. She is literally rage incarnate. She will fight anyone and anything. If you have an actual problem with her that you need solved, just talk to Odo. He’ll fix it. Just don’t fight Kira.


End Fight Probability: There is a 235% chance Odo knocks you out, and a 98% chance he takes your ass to space jail.

Odo literally has no bones. He doesn’t bruise or bleed. You can’t hurt him, and you will really, really embarrass yourself if you try. He literally doesn’t carry a weapon anywhere. Why? He doesn’t need one, his whole fucking body is a weapon. You ever tried to fight a Go-Gurt? It’s not a fun time. He will lay you out cold and probably put you in a cell to think about your poor life decisions. Don’t do it. Don’t fight Odo.

Dr. Julian Bashir

End Fight Probability: There is a 0% chance Bashir knocks you out.

Bashir is a doctor, okay? He takes that very seriously. He’s not going to hurt you, and even if he did, he’d feel so compelled to patch you up afterwards that your fistfight would probably just transform at some point into a very weird physical. But, take my word for it: don’t fight Bashir. Like, first of all, why do you feel compelled to fight him in the first place? And second of all: OH MY GOD HAVE YOU MET HIS INCREDIBLY POSSESSIVE CARDASSIAN BOYFRIEND? DON’T DO IT! DON’T

Elim Garak

End Fight Probability: There is a 105% chance Garak straight up murders you.



End Fight Probability: There is a 135% chance Worf knocks you out.

Unless you’re going in on Worf about what a shitty dad he is, just don’t. I know he’s a nerd, but he’s a Klingon nerd, dude. Don’t fight Worf.


End Fight Probability: There is a -7000% chance Quark knocks you out.

Yes. Fight him. Fight Quark. Fight Quark and win. Fight him for being a gross, misogynistic little shit. Fight him for abusing the shit out of Rom. Fight him for overcharging you for nonalcoholic beer and the worst bar food this side of the galaxy. Fight him on the behalf of his dentist. Fight him until he starts crying. Because he will start crying. Please fight Quark. Please.

Miles O’Brien

End Fight Probability: There is a 15% chance O’Brien knocks you out.

I mean… you can definitely take him, but why would you? Something horrible and confusing is bound to happen to him in an episode or two, anyway. Leave the poor man in peace. Don’t fight O’Brien.

Jake Sisko

End Fight Probability: There is a 250% chance his dad shows up and knocks you out.

No, Jake probably can’t take you. He’s a bow-legged writer type with weak arms and no practical fighting skills. But the minute his daddy senses something amiss, he’s gonna be on you like beautiful, well-muscled coonhound on a scared, dumb raccoon who picks fights with children. Fight Jake at your peril, friend.

Ezri Dax

End Fight Probability: ???


Vedek Bariel

End Fight Probability: There is -15% chance Bariel knocks you out.

If his shirtless scenes with Kira are any indication, Bariel’s monastery has a benchpress. But he has one of the most punchable faces I’ve ever seen in my life, and he’s not big on violence, so you’ll probably be fine. He’s also got somebody trying to murder him every week or so, so if I were you I’d get in there quick. Do it. Hurry up and fight Bariel. 

Kai Winn

End Fight Probability: There is a 33% chance Winn knocks you out.

Winn’s not a great strategist, and, as person, is literally the worst, so if you get in quick, you might be able to get one up on her. But that woman has seen some shit. She has seen some shit. And… seriously, just look at her. That lady is so evil it comes off of her like stink lines. Who knows what would happen if you fought her? Don’t risk it. Don’t fight Kai Winn. 

Gul Dukat

End Fight Probability: There is a 50% chance Gul Dukat knocks you out.

Yes, he’s bigger than you, and stronger than you, and in all likelihood can survive pretty much anything you can throw at him. Cardassians are like that. But for fuck’s sake, please fight him. Please, for the sake of the entire universe, fight him. Fucking fight him. Please for the love of God fucking fight Dukat

I usually try to keep my opinions to myself on this blog–or at the very least, in tags where people can scroll past/ignore them at their leisure–but honestly I think the one thing that frustrates me the most about people’s perception of Goro Akechi is that they think he is one sure, solid, cemented character type. That he is this one thing, or that he moves from this point to that. The way I see it, that’s not strictly true. Akechi wouldn’t let himself grow beyond something that wasn’t only unhealthy for him, but not helpful either. He gets in the way of his own growth and progress–he’s the boy who blocked his own shot, and in a lot of ways is like Hamlet. That not only is why he’s so fascinating as a character, it’s why his fate is so frustrating and gutting, and why it’s so difficult for me to deal with.

(As a side bar, that’s always why I loved his relationship with Joker–because it offers him the chance to open up, to give in, to let go and be a little vulnerable, which is everything he needs. It’s a contrast to everything the true villains of the game set him up to be, which was all about taking control from him. Incidentally, that’s everything Joker offers to every S-Link he has in the game [freedom, release], so I fail to see why Akechi should be an exception?)

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anonymous asked:

Boom! US Papyrus, Ut sans, and UF skelebros suddenly switches species with their human S/O. What are their reactions?

So s/o is a skeleton now, and the skelebros are humans. I had to keep myself from breaking the no nsfw rule on this one

US!Papyrus: He’s shocked, but he also thinks this is some weird lucid dream he’s having. It’s only when he realizes that no, this is quite real and now you’re a skeleton monster and he can’t use his magic that he freaks out. He calls Undyne and asks her to help you. He doesn’t offer to come over and help her though, he really doesn’t feel like leaving the house like this and he’s confident that she can figure it out on her own. His biggest problem right now is helping you get control of your magic. 

When the initial shock and panic is over he tries to make the best out of the situation. He’s been giving you so many massages during your relationship, he thinks it’s time you gave him one. And then he’s taking a shower, to actually feel what it’s like to have water run over your skin and not through your bones. He refuses to eat or drink though, he does not want to deal with human bodily functions. 

UT!Sans: He’s so weirded out by being human, but at the same time he’s so fascinated by how different everything feels. Basically, he walks around with a nervous laughter and is slightly tense until you both get switched back. He REALLY likes how you look like a monster though, even though it’s weird seeing you like one. You look so cute and it’s enough to make him forget himself for a while. 

He helps you with the magic thing, and with keeping you calm. After he calls Alphys he leaves her to figuring out the problem. Then he just stays home with you, basically being lazy but as a human. 

UF!Sans: He freaks the fuck out. Fuck this. Fuck you wink wink Fuck whatever fucking magic fuck up caused this. He’s fucking out. He basically just calls up Alphys and yells at her to solve the problem. When she agrees (he had to both bribe and threaten her) he grabs you and flops down on a bed. You look lovely, and there’s a lot of things he’d like to do as a human, especially when you’re a hella cute monster. But he doesn’t want to deal with all the anxiety this situation is making, plus he feels completely drained. So, he takes a long nap instead. And he doesn’t wake up until Alphys has fixed the problem.

UF!Papyrus: Holy fuck, he’s so hot. Who knew that switching species could make someone so incredibly hot. I mean he’s got it all, he’s ripped, he’s handsome his jawline and cheekbones are to die for. This is his reaction to it. So while you’re probably freaking out, he drags you out in public because he can’t not show himself off. He’ll drag you downtown, and all the while he’s glaring at people and enjoying the feeling of being normal and attractive in normal human standards. The guy can’t keep his own eyes off himself, he’s checking himself out in every store window or reflective surface. 

He might forget that he’s not the only one with a new body, and he’s probably not going to pay you a lot of attention unless you’re visibly upset. He doesn’t really want to change back, and he’s toying with the idea that maybe you could both be humans. But when he calls Sans and Alphys to have them fix the problem he realizes that he can’t use his magic. And the look he gets from Sans makes him so uncomfortable. He feels like an alien around monsters now, and he’s frankly not as intimidating. In the end he changes back with you. 

And he spends the next few weeks trying to make up to you after ignoring you that day.

Minhyun Angst Scenario

Author’s Note: Ok so 3 people asked for an angst scenario with Minhyun and I’ve been having the hardest time trying to thing of one to make it into a long writing, so I’m just going to make it into a bullet point scenario because Minhyun is literally so sweet I can’t think of having arguments with him,,, srry if this is bad bcuz im just gonna go on a whim without having to worry about grammar lol

Originally posted by tokkimingi

  • ok so we all know how sweet minhyun is so being in an angsty situation would be a rare occurrence 
  • but when these do happen, it would usually be something really serious;; the relationship not working out, lack of understanding each other n stuff
  • TW: hyperventilation ( its a sensitive topic for some people out there )
  • non-idol!au just to make things  a little more comfy & have different problems besides the relationship problems that can rise when dating an idol
  • if that sounded confusing im clarifying that minhyun is NOT an idol for this scenario
  • you & minhyun have been dating for a while and have even been living together 
  • but problems rise as you notice that minhyun has been acting strangely more distant
  • you know he didnt talk about his feelings alot unless you asked him, then he would always say if u asked
  • but recently whenever you asked him whats on his mind, he would tell you not to worry and would switch the convo topic to something else as if nothing happened
  • this went on for a couple days until you told him that he needed to really tell him what was going on with him because you were concerned that he was trying to solve some sort of conflict on his own or keeping a secret
  • you felt a pang in ur chest because he looked annoyed when you asked him to seriously talk
  • because of that look he had, you already felt like crying because you really didn’t know what to expect
  • it was really late at night and the two of you were sitting at the dinner table
  • the mood felt heavy and you were fidgeting a lot since you were so anxious
  • minhyun was sitting across the table from u, looking down at his hands that were folded together until he sighed and slowly turned his gaze up to look at you
  • you jumped when you saw him look at you and you kept fiddling with your  hands under the table
  • “y/n i need you to listen to me carefully. i’m just going to say my honest feelings.”
  • you felt your heart drop already and you tried to hold back ur tears, clenching your hands together, anticipating what he would say to you
  • “i think we should break up” he said slowly, trying to look you in the eye multiple times, but he fails to and looks down at his hands again
  • you start crying instantly and you try to suppress it by covering your mouth with your hand and bending over in your chair.
  • “im really sorry y/n” you hear, his voice breaking a little as he was also trying to hold back from crying
  • You rose your head up and looked at him with your red, teary eyes 
  • “Why?” the word that kept repeating in your head and the only word that you could say to him
  • he didn’t like the sight of you in pain and his fist clenched a little when you looked at him
  • “its… harsh, but… i just fell out of love, y/n. it isnt your fault. its just me.” he explained, finally looking you straight in the eyes
  • you couldnt believe what he was saying
  • fell out of love? if he fell out of love then wouldn’t be my fault? i dont understand. my head… it hurts so much. why is it hard to breath?” multiple thoughts were running through your head and you held your hand to your chest, clenching at your shirt
  • the words “why” couldnt stop running through your mind and your head started to lower slowly and your breathing was getting shorter and faster
  • Minhyun watched with worried eyes and got up from his chair and slowly inched closer to you with his arm raised a little to reach out to you
  • “Y/N? Are you okay?” he asked with worried eyes, crouching down in attempt to see your face
  • you were scared. you didnt know what was happening anymore. your mind went to dark places and you couldnt control your breathing. tears were rolling down your face, your eyes quickly moving in different directions, your chest quivering, and your teeth clenching.
  • you were clearly freaking out. you didnt know that something like this would do this to you
  • you clenched your eyes shut and started whimpering, hunching over to the point where your chest was touching your thighs 
  • minhyun saw how your breaths became short and frantic and he immediately stood in front of you to straighten your body so that you could breath easier
  • he grabbed your face with both of his hands and stared at you, “Y/n open your eyes. please” his voice sounded desperate and you could feel as his hands shook when he held your face
  • you slowly opened your eyes, seeing a blurry image of minhyun in front of you, the tears blocking your vision
  • he started wiping away your tears with his thumb, avoiding poking your eye out 
  • “please, y/n calm down. i dont want to see you like this” he said with a shaky voice, basically on the brink of crying as well. “take deep breaths with me” he said and started to create a slow, steady rhythym of breaths, not breaking eye contact with you
  • your breaths were still quick as you tried taking deep breaths, but minhyun started to rub your face with his hand, still keeping the steady breaths he started. 
  • you tried your best, but the words that minhyun said to you before this all happened kept replaying in your mind, causing you to go back to those same frantic breathing
  • minhyun’s face changed completely when you started to go back to that quick breathing and the tears that he tried so hard to fight back finally started to fall from his eyes
  • he obviously wanted to stay strong for you so that he could calm you down 
  • “y/n p-please…” he begged, his words being choked back
  • he bent down a little to hug so, your head resting on his shoulder as he softly held you in his arms, his hand placed upon the back of your head and the other under your arm, slowly petting your back
  • you were shocked at the sudden hug, but it surprisingly helped your breathing calm down and you slowly pulled your shaky arms to hug him back
  • your frantic breathing turned into sobbing and you rubbed your face into his shoulder
  • he was relieved that your quick breathing was reduced down to crying, but he still held you tightly in your arms, softly crying
  • minhyun was quick to recover from crying and he let go of you to face you
  • he smiled, his eyes red, looking at you, who was still crying, sniffling loudly, holding minhyun’s hand tightly
  • he reached over and grabbed a napkin that was on the table and started to dab at your face, drying the tears.
  • you looked at his handsome face as he wiped at yours which only made you cry more because the thought of him leaving you was too much to bear
  • he laughed a little when you started you cry more and got close to you to place a kiss on your forehead
  • “once you stop crying, then we can talk.” he said and grabbed another napkin because the first one was drenched from the tears he was drying before
  • you eventually calm down to where you were only sniffling and minhyun hands you a glass of water and drinks out of his own cup since he also cried
  • you both start talking about your relationship and minhyun explained to you why he fell out of love and you guys realize that most of those problems are things that could easily be fixed if you both worked together to make it better ( communication is key in a relationship ;) )
  • you end up avoiding an emotionally horrific breakup with minhyun, going to bed to prepare for the next day that will be filled with new efforts to keep the happy moments that started this whole relationship in the beginning 

It was Steve’s birthday yesterday and it’s only now that I’ve written something for it. Because I’m on time all the time, yes…*sigh* I did the same thing on Tony’s birthday.

Happy belated Birthday, Steve!

“Someone told me that you love me.” Tony suddenly says and Steve’s head turns so quick that he’s surprised he doesn’t snap his neck. 

They’re standing in a room on the roof that gives them a wonderful view of the city. There’re fireworks that go off and paint night sky in many different colors. The primary ones being red, white and blue since it is the fourth of July. They’re sparkle and shimmer and Steve can’t take his eyes off them. The room they’re in is soundproofed so he can still enjoy show without the horrible noises which bring back haunting memories. 

It had been Tony’s idea to do this for him and Steve couldn’t have been more thankful. This is the type of guy that Tony is. He is caring, considerate and has a heart that is tainted but still possesses slivers of gold. 

This is the man that Steve loves. 

But someone had told him.

“Steve?” Tony asks and Steve focuses his gaze back on Tony. He has a hand reached out and it’s almost at his shoulder. He’s hesitant and doesn’t know if he has crossed a line or if he’s allowed to touch. 

“I…” Steve struggles to find words because what can he say? There are too many yet not enough words that can describe how he feels. 

He loves Tony but does he tell him that?

Does he tell Tony that he only loves him as best friend, a teammate who watches his back during battles?

Does he deny the whole thing and laugh it off despite the pain that will squeeze at his chest until he falls to his knees?

“I do.” Steve confesses as he chooses to do none of those. He’s tired of running away and fearing rejection. He’s tired of wondering what if something good could come out of him telling the truth. He’s tired of the nights where he wishes for Tony to be in his arms. 

What does he have to lose?

One of the greatest friendships he’s ever had. 

Tony looks at him for a second, his expression unreadable, before he turns back to look at the sky. The fireworks are still going, drowning out the sounds of the birthday party happening right below them. Steve should be there but he’s here because…he wants to be with Tony. 

“You know,” Tony begins after a short period of silence. “When Natasha told me what you said about-” Tony stops abruptly and takes a deep breath. “I laughed for about ten seconds before I realized she was serious,” His gaze shifts from the fireworks to his hands. They are curled into fists. “She had that face, that face where you know something is true and I…couldn’t believe it.”

“Why?” Steve founds himself speaking. “Why couldn’t you believe that I…” He stops at those words too. He doesn’t want to frighten Tony away. “Why can’t you believe?” His voice sounds low and tinged with slight desperation.

Tony gives a bitter laugh and the sound grates at Steve’s ears. It’s unpleasant and ugly compared to the beautiful laughs that he’s heard fall from Tony’s lips. 

“I’m damaged goods,” He spits out. “I’m not deserving of something so…unreachable..” His head lowers and the shadows perfectly hide his face. “I mean…I’m Tony Stark who has mountains upon mountains of problems and you’re-”

“Not perfect,” Steve interrupts through gritted teeth. “I’m not perfect. I’m damaged and broken. I have problems and I have issues and I’m soiled…” He closes his eyes tightly. “Please seeing me as an angel because…I’m not. I’m only human and I..” He struggles to find the words. “am in complete awe by you because no matter what happens, you pick yourself back up and you carry on. You own up to mistakes and you try to fix them. You care about us and about so many other people. You constantly help the world and you try your hardest to make it a better place.” The words continue to fall out of his mouth like a waterfall. They’re so easy to say now because it’s how he feels and it’s the truth. “You’re intelligent and resourceful and so beautiful and wondrous and so annoying sometimes that you drive me up a fucking wall but…” Steve runs a hand through his hair and gives a little laugh which sounds a bit hysterical. “But you’re you and I love you and will never…stop.”

His words are met with silence and Steve doesn’t look at Tony because he’s terrified now. The words are out there and floating between them and around the room. He can’t take them back but he doesn’t want to because Tony needs to know…about how he feels. 

There’s a soft sniffle and Steve finally swallows his fears, turning to look at the man beside him. 

Tony’s rubbing at his eyes in an attempt to stop tears that want nothing more than to fall. His chest is heaving with heavy breaths and he’s trembling. Steve has only ever seen Tony like this when he’s about to start hyperventilating and he slowly reaches out for him when Tony stops him.


Steve’s hand lowers and he understands but there’s a little sting that gets to him. 

He allows Tony to do what he needs to do and it seems like an eternity when Tony takes a deep breath and lowers his hands. 

Then he looks at Steve…and smiles. 

Steve’s eyes widen and he’s so confused yet desperately hopeful of what is about to happen. 

“I can’t believe I got surprised on your birthday.” Tony simply says but his eyes are fond, affection swirling in those dark eyes. His smile is small but hopeful. They’re both hopeful. 

Steve’s lips curve into their own smile because it seems like things are going to be okay. 

More than okay.