#I’ve been stuck on the ending for the ‘jealous of his twin’ part of roommate Sukuna for a WEEK

[samaraxmorgan]

Mutuals pls hold a gun to my head and tell me to write

[muprh-omalley]

『 alexander ludwig. 25. cismale. he/him. 』 oh heavens, is that MURPHY O'MALLEY from SYCAMORE WAY i see roaming around mapleview? minnie may’s always calling them -UNINTELLIGENT & -STUBBORN. i happen to think they’re not that bad! they’re a pretty cool SALE'S CLERK AT STRINGS & THINGS and every time i’ve seen them, they’ve always been +LOYAL & +CHARISMATIC. i hope i see them around again! 

tw: homophobia, drug mentions, crime, assault, alcoholism, if i am missing triggers let me know.

hello everyone it’s me ash! i brought in my favorite muse murphy! as much as i loved playing felix the muse wasn’t there for me. and i honestly missed writing murphy so much! so yeah....

ABOUT MURPHY O’MALLEY

murphy o’malley was born on july 4th, 1995 in dublin, ireland. he comes from a very large family. he and his twin sister are the youngest of five, children. they have three older brothers. childhood in the o’malley’s was very different from others. his father was a mobster in a very prominent mob and all of his sons had to learn the trade. 

at a young age murphy didn’t realize stealing was wrong, because his father and siblings told him otherwise. in daycare he’d take the other kids toys cause he thought they were cool. or take toys from the school, just cause. he’d work his way up to bigger things as he got older

murphy was always jealous of his older brothers who were sent on tasks, while he’d be stuck at home. even though he was just ten years old he wanted to be a mobster so badly. in primary school he did manage to get kids to follow his commands, but everyone knew his father was a mobster and they were scared. holding so much power when he was just a kid was a lot of fun. murphy enjoyed bossing the kids around. 

once he entered high school that was when he started joining his brothers. while the three held higher ranks, he was just a solider. and that was when he realized the crimes they were committing. for himself and his brothers it was just making deliveries, picking up cash, assault, and other things as well. it hit him then that murphy wanted no part in this kind of crime. he’d much rather spend time with his mother. 

when murphy was able to get time away from his family, he’d go the bars. drinking would take the pain away from everything in his life. not only did he hate the fact the line of work he did sucked, he couldn’t get out of it. if he did his parents would disown him. on top of that he was gay. 

one time his father walked in on him with one of his boyfriends at the time. and instead of his father being rational and understanding he kicked out his boyfriend making sure they never had contact again. to be honest, murphy isn’t sure if his father did something worse to him. his father had set him up in an arranged marriage, to someone his father thinks he’ll like. 

murphy ended up in mapleview because he got into a fight with a rival mob, doing severe damage to the other. his family didn’t want him to go to jail so they gave him money to flee ireland. he came to mapleview because it seemed like a town nobody would find him in. he’s been living here for three months. he’s got a job at strings & things, and he’s really bad at his job. cannot sell any items to people, but he can clean very well. so he tries to do that.

RANDOM FACTS ABOUT MURPHY

he’s the youngest of five

he’s a lefty

not the brightest person you’ll meet

can lie very well

has a burner phone and will probably never have an actual phone

WANTED CONNECTIONS

any of his siblings (they’d range from 30-40), arranged marriage -wife, roommates, best friends, exs, fwb, crush, boyfriend, drinking buddy, good influence, bad influence, sibling like relationship.... anything else

[navalcriminalimagines]

Carisi’s Wedding, part 1.

This will be a two parts things don’t worry! I really hope you enjoy it!! ❤️

“Hi dolly, how u doing? I’d like to call soon, tell me when it’s possible? Sooner the better, please. Take care!”

You have been in Japan for about 3 months now, for work. You barely had news from your best friend-ex-first love Dominick Carisi Jr so you knew this was important. You texted back through WhatsApp to let him know that you can take a break right now if he wanted. You are a customizer, makeup artist in movies, series and also theater, since you are 20 years old. You kept traveling since then, which prevent you from having a real life, especially not a serious relationship. This is actually the only reason you aren’t married to Dominick right now.

It was 10pm in Osaka, Japan so it was 8am in New York. Shortly after you texted him, Dominick called you.

“Hello Junior,” you smiled through the phone. You heard him laugh. Only you always called him Junior.

“Hi dolly. How’s Japan?”

“Exhauting but wonderful. Still on set right now actually,” you said as you watched over you, seeing the set, the staff, the actors. Your job, your love. “How things in New York?”

“Good, good. Uhm...” he stopped. He had something to say but couldn’t figure it out how to say it.

“What’s going on, Dominick?”

“Would it be possible for you to come home for a few days in a month?” he finally asked.

“Depends on why- why?”

“My wedding.”

When those words came to your ears, your heart stopped. Your legs gave up on you. You had to sit on the ground, in the middle of nowhere. Your first love, the only one you ever loved is getting married. Not with you. You knew he was dating that girl the last time you came to New York. He looked happy and in love but how could you imagine him getting married to her? Or any other girl? And he is invited you to see that. To see your Dominick giving his vows to someone else.

“Y/N? You still there?”

“Y-y-yes. Uhm, I’m not sure I- can take a few days- off,” you did your best to hold your tears and breath normally. But Dominick knows you better than anyone.

“I want you with me, Y/N. I know it’s kinda irrational, surely weird to ask for your presence. But- I can’t imagine that day without you,” you could hear in his voice it was hard for him too.

“Can I have a few days to think about it?”

“Sure. I need an answer before next Friday if that’s okay to you?”

“Will do my best, Dominick. I’ve got to go, bye.”

You didn’t want to sound mad to him but you couldn’t take it anymore. When you hang up, your broke down in tears, right there on the ground, in the middle of a foreign country. Did you make good decisions in your life? Are you where you want to be? You aren’t sure about anything right now.

After you built yourself up, you had to call Rafael. He became your friend when you met him a few months ago.

After spending five months in California, you were back in town. You expected to rest at your family house with your dad but when you got into your bedroom, you were surprised how it looked. Your father’s new girlfriend and her kids moved in. Her teenage daughter literally moved in your room. You needed a place to stay for a few weeks, that’s why you went to Dominick’s work place. He was surprised to see you but always happy.

“Can I take you out for lunch?” You asked, happy to be around him again.

“Huh, I can’t right now. Raincheck?”

“Yeah sure. Tell me when,” you tried not to look disappointed.

“Will call you, okay?”

“Alright. But can I ask something quickly?”

“Always, tell me?”

“Do you mind if I stay at your place a few days? Dad literally threw me out.”

“Gosh, seriously?” Dominick nervously rubbed the back of his head. “I don’t think it’s a good idea, Y/N-“ you looked at him, confused. It never was a bad idea before. What did change? “I have someone. And accommodating my ex wouldn’t be nice. Especially you, ya know?”

Of course you know. Every time you are in town, the two of you end up together. Like a real couple. Do things together, go on dates, you stay at his place, have pretty good sex. He was your first, when you were 17. Your dad hired him when he was a student to help you with school. You fell in love the first hour with that tall blond and blue eyed student. Since then, you never stopped loving him and neither did he, but life chose different things for you. You kept traveling for you work and you are at least four months by year in New York. That’s not how a relationship can work and you both agreed on this. So you stayed friends. Best friends, but who keeps going back together like magnet. It happens every time. But not this one, apparently. You agreed and sadly walked out of the precinct. But when you turned in the hallway, you literally walked through someone and splitted his coffee all over his suit. Embarrassed like you never were before by his look, you apologized about 10 times.

“Officer, give that to Lieutenant Benson for me.” The dark haired man handed something to that officer.

“Going to do it right now, counselor,” the officer smiled. Damn, a lawyer. You probably ruined his day and it was just noon.

“Is there something I can do?” You asked, still embarrassed. “Buy you a new one? Drive you somewhere?”

“My shirt cost more than your entire dressing. But yeah, you can drive me to my office, before I get ridiculous in front of everyone.”

You were impressed by this man at first, but when you got stuck in the traffic on the way to the courthouse, you started to feel better around him. Finally, you gave him a sweater so the two of you could lunch in a nice restaurant. And by the end of the meal, you found a place to stay. Rafael’s apartment. You stayed his roommate for two months after that, which made Dominick pretty jealous and mad. But you were dating Rafael unlike him, who was dating some girl.

“Hola guapa,” Rafael answered.

“Rafi, why didn’t you tell me?”

“Carisi called you.”

“Damn right he did. And guess my surprise.”

“I know. Things got pretty quick here and I thought it was better for you to hear it from him,” Rafael was right and you weren’t mad at him. But mad at yourself, at Dominick, at her, at life.

“He wants me to be at his wedding, how can I do that?”

“Listen, whatever you choose, I’ll be there, next to you. You know that, right?” You found comfort in his voice.

“I know but- Rafa, it’s him. And- They aren’t even dating for over a year.”

“Yeah but the baby speed up everything” Your heart stopped a second time.

“The-the baby?” You almost yelled through the phone.

“Damn it,” Rafael sighed. “He didn’t mention that part, apparently,”

“Fuck no! He didn’t!”

“I’m sorry, y/n”

“I’ve got to go Rafael,”

You hang up again. And cried even more. Wedding and a baby. This was supposed to be you. To be your life.

A few days after, you texted Dominick to let him know that you couldn’t be there for his wedding because of work. It was a lie. You just couldn’t stand that idea. Him getting married and having a kid. Unfortunately, this answer were not accepted. Dominick called. His sisters too. Even his ma. They all begged you to come. So you did.

“Promise me you won’t let my hand go,” you said to Rafael as the two of you were having a drink at his place. The wedding is tomorrow, you are staying at Rafael’s apartment and you didn’t see Dominick yet. You were too scared about your reaction.

Rafael took your hand in his large one and squeezed it. “I promise, I’ll be your shadow.” You put your head on his shoulder and hold his arm.

“I want him to be happy, you know?”

“I know. I’ve been there before.”

“Yeah, and you never had a serious relationship since then. Not a pleasant perspective.”

“I just didn’t want to. But if you want to, you’ll find someone to marry,”

“Ew. I don’t want to date. I don’t want to fall in love again.”

Rafael moved to the side to make you facing him. He put his hands on your cheeks and locked his eyes in yours.

“I felt the same way, y/n. And look at me right now. I’m a lonely lawyer, my job is everything to me. I’m cynical, a sarcastic pain in the ass. I should have fight. Fight against myself, against my feelings, my fears. Because right now, I don’t even remember what it is to love and be loved. And damn, it’s hard to leave that way. Don’t do the same mistake,” Rafael never opened himself like this before, with anyone. Since you two met, he felt like he was facing his girl twin. You’ve been through same stuff, your reactions are the same, you think the same way.

“Can I ask something?”

“Sure.” He let go your face and took his glass to drink.

“Did you ever love someone else after Yelina? I mean, even if nothing happen. Did you love someone else since your heart broke?”

Rafael nervously laughed in his glass. “I did,” he confessed.

“And why aren’t you dating her? Did you try something?”

“We got pretty close, we still are actually. But her heart belongs to someone else, and I don’t want to lose her, so I keep that for myself.”

“So she’s still in your life, right?”

“Yup, and I want her to stay in it.”

“So, you are asking me to keep fighting and not giving up while you gave up yourself. It’s what, do what I say, not what I do?”

Rafael laughed. That’s exactly what it is. “And what? You want me to tell that girl I love her? That I miss her when she is away? That I wish she loved me the way she loves her ex? That when she is next to me, I just want to hold her, kiss her, comfort her, make her feel safe?” His eyes were deeply looking into yours. “Not going to happen.”

“Why not, Rafael?”

“Not to have my heart broken another time?” He raised an eyebrow.

“Here we are. I don’t want either.”

The bottle of scotch you opened two hours ago was already empty, so Rafael got up to get another one. He poured himself a drink and another one for you. “To us. Broken souls,” you raised your glass and cheered with him.

By the end of the night, you and Rafael were definitely drunk. Dominick tried to call you a few times but you shut it down every time. You didn’t want to hear from him, to hear about his wedding tomorrow. Alcohol and Rafael made you feel good. It was ephemeral of course but you didn’t care. You didn’t care about anything. That’s exactly why you end up deeply kissing Rafael. He was as drunk as you and didn’t want to push you away, because he dreamt about it so many times. His living room quickly became a mess, with empty bottles and glasses, clothes everywhere and two naked body having sex right on the carpet. That’s also how you and Rafael fell asleep. Right here on the floor, in the middle of his apartment with just a blanket over your two drunk and naked bodies.

[crcckedcrcwns-blog]

sup it’s me bee !! I’m so bad at writing this little part at the beginning of intros oops. Anyways I’m 22 and live in the EST. I’m v messy as you will probably realize from all these intros, also I am obsessed with all things skam and I’ve been watching so much jenna marbles lately I care more about her dogs that most people now. Anyways onto my first baby, Angelica “Angel” Young !!

{ tw: abusive relationship }

{ benedetta gargari / 22 / cisfemale / she/her } I know Atlas City is a big place, but have you seen angelica young around here. Gossip says they can be stubborn, but they’re redeemable because they’re also resilient. When ever I hear their name I think of stained red lipstick after a night of cheep beers, dirt seemingly permanently stuck under fingernails, and a venvet scrunchy always around her wrist. If you asked them one thing they couldn’t live without they’d probably say a rusty locket. If you hear angels by the xx blasting you know angel is near by. { penned by - Bee, 22, EST, she/her }

Angel comes from a really close family, becoming even closer after her mom died when she was 5 and they all really came together to hold each other together.

She has a twin brother and two older ones. But she’s especially close with her twin Ezra (duh twin life) and her father. She’s always been daddy’s little girl.

Growing up with all boys she really did take on that whole tomboy thing. During recess she preferred to play with the boys and never really had close girl friends growing up. Ugh what a stereotype.

She’s v out doorsy but very clumby so you’ll constantly find her with with scrapes and bruises, but like she’s always down for a good hike you’ll just need to help her get back up multiple times

Honestly struggled to feel “feminine” for a long time at least like once she got to late middle school/early hs because like people are so mean at that age and also like she was just like one of the boys and she’s always be the one they went to for advise but no one ever showed romantic interest in her and all her guy friends would be like “wow I wish my girlfriend was as cool as you” Like wow thx dude if anything she was just someone guys hooked up with and a topic of conversation in both locker rooms

It wasn’t until half way through her junior year when a boy finally looked her way with more than just sexual desire in his eyes. He had a sweet smile and even sweeter words, too easy to get stuck in. He had her wrapped around her finger and then sweet turned sour. 

A few months into their relationship his words turned cruel and could burn like acid, but he was so good at soothing it with those sweet words he drew her in with. This cycle got worse and worse till it was a full out abusive relationship. What people often say was true, he made her feel like no one could love her like he did, that no on would ever love her besides him.

This went on till she was freed by high school ending and him moving away to college. Now with all the distance between them she saw the truth she was playing hide and seek from. She heard the truth of all the times he cheated on her. The truth of the manipulation was now screaming in her face.

Thanks to toxic asshole Angel views herself as someone not worthy of love and wouldn’t even believe someone did even if they were proposing. No one has been able to convince her otherwise.

Angel is now going to school for hospitality because she wants to be an event planner

You can often find her at the dinner she’s worked at since hs or in one of the frat houses

As usual Angel found a group of guys to make hers. She became the girl of the house, tho she did end up hooking up with a good handful of the boys, they liked having her around not as something to gawk over but because as always “she wasn’t like other girls” “she’s a cool girl” “she almost like one of the guys.” It wasn’t her favorite way to be viewed but it was familiar and she genuinely cared about the boys and they never gave her shit when she would call them out on theirs

She helps plan a lot of their parties and unofficial events and makes sure she’s at every party to make sure the boys kept their hands to themselves unless wanted and made sure there were condoms in every room and in general just made sure girls were always safe

She wears red lipstick everyday cause asshole told her that lipstick was only for special locations plus red made her look like a clown so now she’s like fuck you every day is a special occasion because she is working so hard to love and celebrate herself everyday

She wears an old locket of her mom’s around her neck everyday without fail

She visits her mom’s grave twice a month at least

Helps organize local open mic nights and concerts

write poetry herself but is too afraid to read any of it

She’s pan af, but hasn’t had the most experience with girls but she’d sure like to

lives on campus

that’s all I got for now folx, lets do some damn plotting !!

some wc ideas till I have time to make a real page of them

a guy friend from hs who actually did have feelings for her but she never realized

childhood friends like since toddlers friends

hs best friend/still best friend

people who tried to get her out of the abusive relationship

other college student  

people who she helps plan small events

fwbs

fwb with feelings developing

a best friend who they both have developing feelings but they won’t admit it

ride or die

drinking/party buddy

wingman/wingwoman

someone who is jealous she’s close to their bf 

first girl that really made her realize she was queer

roommate

[everettv]

Spamano Fic Recommendation Part 1

This is going to be all the Spamano fanfictions I recommend reading, because they’re amazing. These are all the Spamano fics I’ve read and loved in the past, but I’m putting them under a read more because it’s gonna be a long list! TheGoliathBeetle is a great Spamano author, so I recommend literally everything by her. (I hope I’m not late for fanfic author appreciation)

These are in no particular order! (Please let me know if you’d like me to remove your fic from this list) And please let me know if the links don’t work or if some of the information is wrong

Speak by TheGoliathBeetle

Rating: G

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Summary: Lovino is shy. So is Antonio. Oh dear... *multi-chapter spamano*

Chapters: 5/5

Rosa Amore by TheTurtleLord

Rating: G

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Summary: While the world rejoices over the great end to the war, Lovino Vargas sits and recollects a certain Spaniard with emerald eyes and chocolate locks. [WWII au, one shot]

Chapters: 1/1

Red by TheTurtleLord

Rating: G

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Summary: Red is the only color I would want to remember because red is my heart whenever I'm around you[Spamano One-shot, Human AU]

Chapters: 1/1

Vertically Challenged Love by liesel_fogel

Rating: G

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Summary: Antonio is a ghost who haunts a run down, dirt cheap house and Lovino, being a poor student with nowhere else to stay, learns to live with his horrifying new roommate who turns out to be very affectionate. Commission for kiwiliko. Oneshot.

Chapters: 3/3

Like Always by fishyberry

Rating: G

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Summary: Lovino always sees Antonio smiling and laughing in the art room. He lives for those moments where the Spaniard's brown locks bounce as he laughs and when his lips curl upwards into a smile. But none of them are for Lovino. The only looks Antonio gives him are uneasy and unsure. All the happiness is for Feliciano. Like always.

Chapters: 1/1

Kiss Me by thevoltageprincess

Rating: G

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Summary: “You may now kiss the bride.”

It was right at that moment, when those words were spoken, that Lovino wished he had never met Antonio.

Chapters: 1/1

Not Our Routine by CrimsonRoseBlooms

Rating: T

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Summary: Lovino thought that their budding relationship could only go upwards now. He never thought about how fragile a relationship could be. And when Antonio forgets all about his existence, Lovino is proved wrong. Will Lovino manage to restore Antonio's loving memories of him or will they forever become estranged?

Chapters: 5/?

Forever (Oneshot) by SecretlyIrish

Rating: Not Rated

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Summary: "I'll meet you where the Sun meets the Moon one day."

"I'll be waiting for you. Forever."

Chapters: 1/1

Fight Me by TheTurtleLord

Rating: G

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Summary: Lovino is in the hospital but with his Spanish nurse with a nice ass, things might not be so bad.

Chapters: 1/1

Drowning In The Tears I Refuse To Cry by Tiamo4ever

Rating: T

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Summary: Lovino Vargas has always been in the shadow of his younger twin brother Feliciano. As a result of always being compared to him, Lovino's self-esteem plummeted and he became extremely depressed. After his failed attempt at suicide Lovino's grandfather decides that it would be best for his grandson to have a fresh start at an elite boarding school where he meets Antonio, an overly happy Spaniard who becomes determined to make Lovino smile.

~TRIGGER WARNING for references of past/present self-harm. Do not read if you feel this may be triggering for you~

Chapters: 3/?

First Sight by Karuka_Ikashi

Rating: T

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Summary: Human AU. When a temporarily blinded soldier named Antonio is admitted to the infirmary, his caretaker, Lovino, impersonates a missing comrade in order to motivate him to recover faster.

Chapters: 1/1

The Theif Known as Rain by Yoshifan8

Rating: T

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Summary: A broken Lovino Vargas writes in his journal during a particularly harsh rainstorm. One-shot. Human AU. SpaMano. (Warnings: some cursing and one vague mention of past self-harm.)

Chapters: 1/1

Wires by GatitoAtigrado

Rating: T

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Summary: Lovino has just gotten braces and he's sure it's karma's way to get back at him for burning the flower crown Feli was given by the potato bastard.

Chapters: 1/1

Tesoro Mio by hushedtones, spinyfruit

Rating: T

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Summary: Antonio’s the charming, handsome farmer with an infuriating Spanish accent, and Lovino is the mysterious wine entrepreneur who comes and goes. When Antonio falls in love, he throws society, expectations, and religion to the wayside, but can a strict Catholic like Lovino do the same?

Chapters: 12/12

As We Were by TheGoliathBeetle

Rating: T

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Summary: Rich, bored and unhappy, Lovino Vargas is the heir to his grandfather's wine brand. Antonio is the restless young traveller prone to attacks of claustrophobia. For them, falling in love is a journey. Literally. Spamano, Human AU, multi-chapter. Warnings for language and sexual themes. *Complete with an extra FrUK chapter at the end!*

Chapters: 8/8

Before the Snow Falls by spinyfruit

Rating: T

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Summary: Lovino, jersey number nine, right winger. He was ready to pass the ball, ready to set up the win, but Antonio, opposite team, center fielder, was ready too. Someone thought, and someone didn't, and they crashed. Hard. A few months later, Lovino's on crutches and Antonio has his pick of scholarships to choose from. They meet again, and they have to deal with the aftermath of what happened.

Chapters: 2/2

Bad Hair Day by spinyfruit

Rating: T

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Summary: Prompt fill for Spamano Headcanons: Lovino works at a hair salon and Antonio's a daily customer who comes by with any excuse so he can talk. To figure out how to get Antonio to like him, Lovino visits Emma (Belgium) quite often, and unintentionally makes Antonio jealous. Then the game of wooing begins. - Spamano fluffiness - ONESHOT.

Chapters: 1/1

Hell’s Half Acre by spinyfruit

Rating: T

Archive Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Summary: Expelled from three colleges, Antonio starts anew, hoping that fourth time’s the charm. But turning over a new leaf is harder than expected with temptation around every corner. Perhaps he can learn a thing or two from the star cross-country runner. He seems to know a lot about control.

Chapters: 2/2

The Space Between Balconies by spinyfruit

Rating: T

Archive Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Summary: There’s a space between the balconies, where glances are stolen, smoke flies, and dreams wander. Lovino draws the blinds, and Antonio opens his windows. They see each other sometimes.

Chapters: 3/3

Wordlessly I Cry Out by SecretlyIrish

Rating: T

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Summary: Childhood trauma has left Lovino silent, despite the many therapists and doctors that tried to bring back his voice. Antonio was blinded by a horrible accident. How can the two childhood friends reach each other now?

Chapters: 4/?

A Happy Little Light by Barefoot_Dancer

Rating: T

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply 

Summary: Lovino is in a bad mood.

The important thing to remember is that Lovino is not always in a bad mood. 

Often,  he’s in a good mood, like when his brother calls on the shop sometimes; or when he finds tomatoes at the market; or when he’s alone in the kitchen, baking at 2 am, after having drunk enough wine to not really care that there’s flour everywhere.

Right now is not one of those times.  And it has everything to do with the bakery across the street.

Chapters: 6/?

Christmas Lights by writingandchocolatemilk

Rating: T

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Summary: No, no, no—that hadn't been a person. Lovino marched across his tiny apartment, feeling goosebumps prickle across his skin. Nope. There was no way. And if it had been a person—and Lovino froze, hand on the glass—they were going to sue him. For something. Probably.Lovino pushed the window out, stuck his head into the air. The wind ripped him to the core, and he squinted through the flurries.

"Hello."

Lovino yelped, leaned over the pane. "You're alive!"

Chapters: 1/1

Binders and Cookies by nauticalwarrior

Rating: T

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Summary: Antonio hasn't told Lovino yet.

Chapters: 1/1

Crooked Timber by TheGoliathBeetle

Rating: T

Archive Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Summary: As an artist, Lovino understands that perfection doesn't exist. If only Antonio agreed with him, and stopped trying to hurt himself. -Human (College) AU. Spamano multi-chapter with other minor pairings. Depressed!Antonio, Writer!Antonio, Artist!Lovino- Warnings for self-harm and triggering content.

Chapters: 18/18

The Rose Family by TheGoliathBeetle

Rating: G

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Summary: Antonio was the best football player in the high school team. Until a certain Lovino Vargas arrives. Lovino is gifted, ruthless, and brilliant on the field. Antonio finds it all rather endearing, much to Lovino's chagrin. And somehow, this has something to do with 'being true to yourself' and all that jazz. -Spamano oneshot. Human AU-

Chapters: 1/1

A Dancing Star by spinyfruit

Rating: M

Archive Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Summary: “You must have chaos within you to give birth to a dancing star.” – Friedrich Nietzsche

Antonio is the easy-going, life-loving art professor and Lovino is the Italian exchange student who walks into his art studio. When Antonio falls in love he thought he only had his job to worry about, but maybe it's Lovino's dark secret that'll push him away.

Chapters: 19/19

Cupid Fired the Shooting Star by TheGoliathBeetle

Rating: G

Archive Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Summary:  Romano 'Lovino' Vargas wants nothing more than to distance himself from his grandfather and his murky illegal business. When a shooting star streaks across the sky, Lovino's friends make wishes. And the next day, a mysterious new student named Antonio turns up in class. So starts a cycle of wishing, fulfillment and a lot of red carnations. College AU Spamano. Two-shot.

Chapters: 2/2

And that concludes the first part of my spamano fic recommendations! I hope you enjoy and you take caution when you are reading them as some deal with mature themes. Please heed the tags on the fics themselves.

[shewantstobebeautiful]

A Thief Of Joy

It takes me forever to learn what’s going on in my own head. And it sucks. Ever since one night, months ago, when Patrick, Nick, and I moved into our apartments....well the day or so after technically, I’ve had a strange feeling in my stomach that I can never understand. And as time went by the more the feeling grew. The feeling would come up when I would see Nick’s Snapchat which usually always featured Celia and her kid.

It wasn’t until very, very recently, did I realize this feeling is actually jealousy. Something I am familiar with, but not really. I wouldn’t consider myself a jealous person. Yes, I’ve had my spats of arguments with Kendall because she has different friends and she’s more willing to do stuff with them instead of me. But other than that, no. I’m not a jealous person. Never cared if my significant other had friends that were my gender, I always trusted them to hang out with whomever they wanted. Even if, in the end of my relationship with them, they ended up with the person I should have been suspicious or jealous of.

So when it dawned on me that for whatever convoluted reason, I held jealous—deep in my stomach, green eyed monster, depression inducing, jealous—it confused the hell out of me. Not to hate on Nick or Celia, but they don’t have the best relationship, they tend to fight a lot, and it seems like every week or so, Nick is telling Patrick that he’s ready to end it all with her. But, the jealous still remained. Why? And I’ve been thinking about this to the point of headaches since I realized it was jealous.

I’m jealous of the kind of life they live. They have the life I want. The life I have always wanted. A place of their own, a little munchkin running around, and someone to be weird with and go to bed with every night; someone who brags about me on social media, and buys me things just because. I only have the last part. And I’m not complaining about it at all. It just hit home literally last night when Patrick and I went on a bike ride, and after Nick sent a Snapchat of his new toy.

It’s not surprise at all that the twins are similar and have similar interests, likes and desires. So it shouldn’t surprise me that they have similar taste in females. And seeing Celia these past few days has really set it in stone. We have a lot, and I mean a lot, of the same....a lot of things. Clothes, piercings, interests, likes, mental illness. I’m pretty sure, if we looked, we’d have similar medications. That one might be a stretch, but you get my drift.

We have a lot of the same clothes from Walmart (where we both work) but even Hot Topic and some things I’ve ordered off Wish. We’ve got similar piercings, two nose rings, one being septum, and the other being an upper ear piercing. Both of us love K-Pop, certain animes and TV shows. Judging by the stuff Nick has told me, she’s borderline. As in Borderline Personality Disorder, which is what I have. And takes medication for it.

Okay, so whatever. I’ve got a lot in common with my boyfriend’s twin brother’s girlfriend. BFD, right? What’s the point?

The point is, if they can have that, two people so painfully similar to Patrick and I, why can’t we? How did we end up as the ones moving in with roommates, and being cooped up in this 10x12 foot room all the time? How come we are the ones in medical debit? How come I moved from being stuck in one bedroom all the time to being stuck in another bedroom all the time?

And the last factor, the one with the minor details that for whatever reason make me wanna cry, her son. Neither Nick nor Celia want him. And not just being cause he’s “a demon child.” He’s a three year old little boy who’s mom doesn’t discipline him because she didn’t want to have a baby. And Nick didn’t either. He wanted Celia and intern got the kid. I want a kid so badly it hurts, especially since Patrick doesn’t want one. At least not right now anyway. And the irrational fear that I can’t get pregnant is very really, because we stopped using protection back in March and it’s now September and nada.

And I can’t really say anything about this stuff to anyone. I know what everyone is gonna say about all of it. Too unstable to worry about getting pregnant, what with medical bills, and not having your own place, and wanting to move to a new state. You two haven’t even been together that long. You’re happy right now, why rush it. You’re just finding things to pick at now.

And maybe I am. But maybe I want the life I want and have always dreamed about to fucking start already.