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patchodraws · 3 months
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sincerely yours,
the paper girls
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the-witchhunter · 3 months
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Thinking about a young justice no capes high school au and I just realized it would basically start out like the breakfast club
But why are they in Saturday detention?
Kon and Bart got in a food fight
Tim accidentally set the chem lab on fire (sleep deprivation does not make for good lab safety practices)
Cassie missed too many classes, also is clearly the on the volleyball team
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pumpkin-george-art · 2 months
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The Konoha High Breakfast Club
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v1ckymult1fand0m · 5 months
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Οκ, αλλά: Πάρα 5 Breakfast Club AU όπου η Αγγέλα, ο Φώτης και ο Σπύρος είναι οι τρεις μαθητές σε όλο το λύκειο που τους απαγορεύτηκε να πάνε στην μονοήμερη οπότε πρέπει να παραμείνουν στο σχολείο μέχρι τις 2, η Ζουμπουλία είναι η καθαρίστρια του σχολείου που θα τους επιτηρεί και η Ντάλια είναι η ιδιοκτήτρια της εταιρείας με τα πουλμαν η οποία απλά βρέθηκε εκεί και δεν θέλει να φύγει.
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niallhood · 2 years
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unchain the colors
a new fic by Tomlintummy
photo set by @ifiwasaloubird
teen and up audiences | 21k | breakfast club au | wip |
Steve nearly convinced himself it couldn’t be that bad when noise erupted from his left, head snapping up to watch a van tearing up the road. Tires squealing, music blaring loud enough to make Steve flinch, the van came to a lurching halt halfway across the empty lot. He knew that van. Everyone in Hawkins High knew that van. And the entire police force, for that matter, considering what its owner got up to in his free time, not that Steve gave much of a shit about that kind of thing.
And there- Steve's gut churned as the mane of curly brown hair emerged from the drivers side, Eddie Munson's own aura of noise filling the space his excessive music had left behind. Steve didn’t understand how one person could make so much of it by just existing , his ringed fingers always tapping against the chain at the hip of his impossibly tight jeans and the loud slapping of his raggedy white (though, white was a bit of a stretch) sneakers down the halls, the pins on his denim vest clinking together as he inevitably made a scene or the never-ending humming when he didn’t. Steve couldn’t stand it.
Or: The Breakfast Club fruity four + Dustin Henderson AU no one asked for
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shotgun-boots · 2 years
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Jaune: Dear Ms. Goodwitch. We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong. But we think you’re crazy to make us write an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us: in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain…
Sun: …and an athlete…
Blake: …and a basketcase…
Weiss: …a princess…
Mercury: …and a criminal.
Jaune: Does that answer your question? Sincerely yours, The Breakfast Club.
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aamlchu · 2 months
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More Finny and Zinni
I’m thinking of calling the AU, ‘A fun time, not a long time’
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absurdlytired · 1 year
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BATFAM BREAKFAST CLUB AU
Claire!Dick so desperately needs everyone to love him. He got detention because “everyone else was skipping class so if he didn’t skip too, everyone would hate him”
Allison!Cass is so so incredible and she can get away with whatever she wants but can’t people see she’s kind? She’s not just some freak; why can’t anyone see that?
Brian!Jason needed to prove that he could make something of himself. He was more than the street kid and he needed to prove it. However, that meant he needed perfect grades and God forbid he let anyone down. He tried so hard but it’s not enough and he’s so sorry for it. There was a gun in his locker and he swore he would fix things.
John!Tim didn’t have anyone. He grew up alone and angry at the world. Who cares if he pulls fire alarms for the hell of it? Surely not his parents; they haven’t been in town for months. He doesn’t need anyone.
Andrew!Damian had his life paved for him before he was even born. He was going to do what his mother wanted him to do, regardless of whether or not he wanted it. But he has to make her proud. He’ll do whatever she says, hoping for a “good job” that will never come.
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lizthewriter · 8 months
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everything has changed, pt. 1 ‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊✮‧₊˚ ⋅* ‧₊
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SUMMARY Saturday, June 5th, 1997. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Scotland, UK. Dear Professor Snape, we have accepted the fact that we had to sacrifice an entire Saturday in detention for whatever it was that we did wrong. What we did was wrong. But we think you're mad for telling us to write an essay explaining to you who you think we are. What do you care? You perceive us as the way you want to perceive us - in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. You see us as a brain, an athlete, a basket case, a chosen one, and a criminal, yes? That's the way we saw each other at seven 'o clock this morning. We were brainwashed.
Ten hours. Five kids. One classroom.
TAGS Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy, Ginny Weasley/Luna Lovegood, Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood, Hermione Granger, Severus Snape, breakfast club au, romance, angst, fluff, drarry, linny, detention, coming-of-age, hermione and draco arguing like an old married couple, ginny is a unproblematic queen, sexual tension
"All I know is we said hello," -Everything Has Changed, Taylor Swift ft. Ed Sheeran
WORD COUNT 2.6K
WRITTEN 03.08.2023
Saturday, June 5th, 1997. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Scotland, UK. Dear Professor Snape, we have accepted the fact that we had to sacrifice an entire Saturday in detention for whatever it was that we did wrong. What we did was wrong. But we think you're mad for telling us to write an essay explaining to you who you think we are. What do you care? You perceive us as the way you want to perceive us - in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. You see us as a brain, an athlete, a basket case, a chosen one, and a criminal, yes? That's the way we saw each other at seven 'o clock this morning. We were brainwashed.
Ten hours. Five kids. One classroom.
The first to arrive, of course, was Hermione. She came in looking as clean and polished as usual, apart from her frizzy hair. Swung around her torso was a book bag, filled with everything a star student would need. Textbooks, old notes, rolls of parchment, collections of quills, ink wells. She sat down in the first avaliable seat in the front of the class, taking out what could only be an assignment to work on.
The second to arrive was Draco. As though he were brooding, he stormed into the class and stopped when he saw Hermione. She looked up and for a moment, they met eyes and time froze. He stared at her for only a moment longer before muttering something under his breath and collapsed in a seat in the far back corner of the class, as far away from Granger as possible. She turned back to her schoolwork, seemingly unbothered.
The third to arrive was Ginny Weasley, in all her glory. She had a Holey-Head Harpies jersey thrown over her jeans; she earned a very dirty look from a certain someone with eerily white blonde hair. She didn't seem upset at being in detention and took the seat behind Hermione. Similar to Hermione, she had brought a bag, but it was instead filled with non-academic books and the like. She didn't take anything out and simply waited for the professor to make his appearance.
The fourth to arrive was none other than Harry Potter. He took a seat at a table near Ginny and Hermione, a very light bag that seemed to only be filled with scrolls of parchment and perhaps a few quills and ink wells. As soon ashe sat down, he burrowed his face in his arms and closed his eyes, attempting to sleep.
Finally, the last student, as well as the teacher, entered. Luna looked in a daze, as she always did, a hand-knitted bag swung around her shoulder. She took a seat in front of Draco and began to count the number of shrivelfigs hanging from a nearby potioneering station.
Snape was as blunt and horrible as always, robes flying around behind him like the wings of a bat, seeming to give off a more threatening impression that his gnarled appearance did. He swooped down the middle aisle between the rows of worktables and stood in front of his desk, staring out at all of them menacingly.
"You all know why you are here," he stated curtly, a dour expression haunting his face. He grabbed a pile of parchment and slowly approached with each one as he spoke, placing down two scrolls of parchment in front of each of them, adding an extra one to Harry's stack. "You know what today is. But for those of you who lack the proper memory, I shall remind you." His gaze was pointed towards Harry, who stared up at him boredly. "Today is detention. This means no speaking. No sleeping." As he passed Hermione he slammed her book close. "No homework." Hermione gave him a scandalized sort of look. "No reading. No music or entertainment of any sorts. No magic."
He turned and walked slowly back down the aisle. "You will be writing an essay on who you are," he said sneeringly. "Two scrolls. To be completed and handed in by the end of detention. If I here even one sound when I step out of this classroom, you will all be here next Saturday, is that understood?"
There was a chorus of "yes, sir" from all and a long stare into each of their eyes from Snape. When he was satisfied with their behavior, he stormed into his office and began to grade homework, rather irritated.
The air was filled with the sound of a quill scratching at parchment- Hermione had already cast aside her book and began to write. When she noticed none of the others were doing the same, she turned around to glance at them.
"You all should really be writing your essay's. The sooner they're finished, the less irritated Snape will be." She turned back around and began scrawling like mad on her parchment - none of them would be surprised if she had finished the paper in ten minutes.
"What do you care?" Draco asked with a sneer. "As long as you finish your essay, Granger, he should be of no bother to you." Granger whipped her head around to glare at Malfoy.
"Funny. I would think you'd be suckering up to Professor Snape and kissing his arse."
Draco smirked bitterly at Hermione. "Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?"
Hermione went quite a pale shade of red when he asked that - everyone had known that Hermione had obliviated her parents with such a strong memory charm that not even the most powerful Ministry officials could bring their memories back . . . the only person strong enough could have been Dumbledore, but he was dead. Everyone knew it was a touchy subject (or assumed so - no one would want to cross Hermione Granger - she was vicious when she was angry).
Harry noticed this and turned to Draco with furrowed brows. "Well, if we're going to bring up parents, Malfoy, why don't we talk about your father? How's he doing in Azkaban? Enjoying the cold?"
"You're one to talk - tell me about yours. Is he comfortable in his coffin?"
"Will you all just shut up?" Ginny asked, rolling her eyes as she dipped a quill in an ink well absentmindedly. "I'm trying to think here."
"Quiet," Snape told them in a warning tone, sending them all a rather dark look that suggested that one more word from their mouth would result in the severing of a tounge.
"Oh, for Merlin's sake," Hermione said, huffing, holding her hand over her mouth and glancing over at the door. "Muffliato." She turned back to look at the others. "There, if you're going to spend the entire time arguing, you might as well not get us in trouble." As Hermione turned back to the assignment at hand, the classroom settled into silence. Harry nor Draco made a move towards the rolls of parchment Snape had given them. Instead minutes passed as the sound of Hermione and Ginny's quills scribbled.
What interrupted the peace a second time was not the usual bickering between Malfoy and Harry, but the sound of parchment being torn apart. All eyes turned towards Luna, who had started to tear her parchment apart. No one said anything at first - everyone was used to Luna's abnormal behavior. But it seemed Hermione had reached her boiling point after about ten seconds and whipped around again with a furious glance (she was a rather impatient girl).
"Will you stop that? I can't concentrate," Hermione said.
"Oh, leave her alone," Ginny said. "She's got nothing better to do. It's not a big deal. At least it's better than those two." She nodded in the general direction of Harry and Draco.
Hermione glanced between Luna and Ginny, letting out a huff before turning back around. It was common knowledge that Hermione had a strong dislike for Luna and that Luna didn't really care for Hermione. They were opposites of the same coin. One was logical, impatient, close-minded. The other theoretical, patient, and open-minded. It didn't make for a very blossoming friendship.
More time passed. Finally, Harry nudged Hermione, who was still quite grumpy. "Can I borrow a quill and ink? I didn't bring anything with me." Hermione quickly dug into her bag and procured a random quill and ink well, shoving it into Harry's outstretched arms and returning to her essay. Harry set out what he had been given and began to write. Eventually Draco even got his own quill and ink out. There was a long bout of silence between them all - it was for the best really. Snape seemed quite pleased (or as pleased as Snape could be) by their silence. Harry let out a frustrated sigh and leaned back in his chair. "This is so stupid. Why does Snape care who I am? I don't even know who I am."
There was a pause. "For once, I agree with you Potter." He placed down his quill. "Why should we have to do this stupid essay? Even if he gives us more detention, there's only two more weeks until the terms over and it's our last year, so it's not like he can carry over detention into the next year like he used to."
Harry looked thoughtful and turned around, for once not looking even remotely angered or irritated by Malfoy. "You know, for once, I agree with you too."
"Great, you two are bonding now, can you shut up?" Ginny asked with a roll of her eyes.
Ginny looked hesitantly down at her parchment - she didn't want to get into hot waters with Snape but it would be so nice to take a break from all the studying she had done in preparation for finals, all the late night Quidditch practices, all the boring homework. They were right . . . but then again, how was she ever supposed to have any fun with that twat Malfoy around?
"Are you really planning on spending the -" She glanced at the clock hanging on the dungeon wall. "- next nine hours and fourty-four minutes with him?" It was obvious who exactly this him was.
"Everyone be quiet, he's coming over!" Hermione whispered hurriedly, scribbling even faster on her parchment. Ginny whirled around, her flaming red hair moving with her, as she looked down at her paper with a troubled sort of look and bit the end of her quill. Harry stared down at his parchment rather forcedly and didn't look up. Draco only leaned back in his chair, looking almost relaxed.
Snape stormed into the room. "Breakfast was supposed to have arrived sixteen minutes ago, but seeing as most of our house-elves are on strike -" Snape sent a pointed glare Hermione's way. "- the meagre amount of cooks the headmistress was able to procure seem to be overwhelmed by the amount of work." He paused. "Malfoy. Potter. Go to the kitchens and bring breakfast down. You will be back in twenty minutes." He stared at the both of him with those raven black eyes, as though daring them to protest or argue with him. Neither decided to test the waters and got up from the seats, leaving the Potions classroom.
Harry, jittery and awkward as he was, couldn't help but fill the silence between the two. "You know, I think that's the first time you and I have actually come to agree on something." Draco scoffed and said nothing. Harry was bursting at the seams - there was a question he had been dying to ask him for ages. Harry stopped Draco in his path, holding out his hand. "At the Battle of Hogwarts, you threw me my wand. When Bellatrix asked you if I was Harry Potter, you didn't give a clear answer. I want to know why." Harry didn't give Draco a moment to respond. "I've thought about it all year. I just don't get it - you had met Voldemort, you were desperate to prove yourself to him, yet when you were asked to hand me in, you didn't. You outwardly betrayed him."
Draco's eyes were everywhere but Harry - he didn't want to admit it, too prideful too, but he had come to terms with the fact that he had feelings for Potter within the last year. He had never had any romantic feelings for girls - and it wasn't simply because he wasn't attracted to Pansy, he just wasn't attracted to any of them. Girls. He thought maybe something was wrong with him - but Blaise had pointed out that while he didn't have a school-crush like many of their classmates did (yes, even the high and might Blaise Zabini had succumbed to one as well), he did have an odd obsession with Potter. That was the first domino that toppled them all. It may have taken him a while after that, but he figured it out eventually. He was fucking in love with his arch enemy.
Draco shrugged. "That was when my father was in jail - I had no need to prove myself to the Dark Lord after he escaped Azkaban." He began to walk again, expression neutral, hands in his pockets. Harry hurried to meet Draco's pace.
"That's a lie and you know it," Harry said angrily. He didn't understand - what exactly was Malfoy hiding from him? Harry deserved to know the truth, didn't he? "Tell me the truth, Malfoy, or -"
"Or what? You'll hex me?" Harry looked almost surprised as Draco turned to face him - he was sporting a smile, a smile. Draco Malfoy, the Ice Prince, the King of Slytherin, was smiling in simple amusement. Draco bent down to meet Harry's line of sight. "Do it. I dare you."
Harry's eyes bored into Draco, initiating a long-standing staring contest.
"No?" Draco asked after a long moment, his smile weaseling its way into a sly smirk. He started to back away and began to walk briskly towards the kitchens once more. "And here I thought you were supposed to be a Gryffindor. The Chosen One."
"I wasn't going to hex you!" Harry sputtered out, jogging to keep up with Draco's pace. "Why won't you just answer my question?"
"Because it's none of your buisness," Draco hissed in response.
Quiet reigned for about a minute before Harry sighed tiredly. "Why is everything always a problem with you Malfoy? All year, I've been trying to - to -"
"To what?" Draco asked in irritation.
"To get on better terms!" Harry exclaimed in exasperation.
"Why?" Draco asked, absolutely oblivious to why Potter would ever want to be on good terms with him. The guy who bullied him relentlessly for six long years, who got him into numerous detentions as a result of his stupid schemes. He was exactly what all Potter's little Gryffindor friends thought him to be - a sly, conniving little snake.
"Answer my question first and then I'll answer yours."
Draco scowled and the silence returned. They walked on that way for a while - through the corridors, up the stairs past the rowdy portraits and wandering students. Why couldn't Potter just accept the fact that Draco had helped him out in a moment of need and deal with it? Why did he have to go asking questions, making him ache to confess his feelings for him? Why couldn't he just shut up?
Draco turned towards Harry. "Is it so hard to comprehend that I simply wanted to help you?"
Harry looked up at Draco, his mouth set into a thin line. There was a rather lengthy pause before Harry responded with a concise, "yes."
Draco stared down at him and said, "well, I did want to help you. So . . . . there." He continued to walk on without another word.
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riality-check · 1 year
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Breakfast Club AU! 💗💗
“I said are,” Steve says slowly. “You just didn’t hear me right.”
“No,” Robin says, shaking her head. “You said when you were dating. Are you and Nancy-”
“Steve and I broke up three months ago,” Nancy says. “And none of you can tell anyone.”
Make me write more!!
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0never-alone0 · 1 year
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I’m sure someone’s done this but Steddie and Ronance (or Nancy/Robin and Nancy/Jonathan and Robin and Jonathan as platonic besties to complete the polyam trio) Breakfast club au…
Like it happens in canon universe and the characters are literally the same, but in season one they all get shoved into detention together. Steve and Jonathan are in there for fighting (maybe each other maybe not) and then Eddie’s in there bc of getting caught with drugs. Nancy is in there for arguing with a teacher (she was in the right btw) and Robins there bc she broke something important by accident but no one believed her when she said it wasn’t on purpose.
They bond. Like really bond. Then Will goes missing and they have to team up to find him with the kiddos. Several Bonus Points if Argyle is just there in this au as well: totally in detention bc he fell asleep in class due to pulling a night shift the night before (him and Jonathan are, of course, besties)
If someone’s already done something like this (or just a breakfast club au period) pls pls pls pls let me know bc I really wanna read thisssss
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ghostly-roses · 9 months
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More Zinnia/Zelda 🌸🌼🌺
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the-witchhunter · 9 months
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DP Breakfast Club
Just the breakfast club setup but insert Danny Phantom Characters. Mostly the side characters specifically
The Brain? Mikey
The Athlete? Dash 
The Basket Case? Danny
The Princess? Paulina 
The Criminal? I actually am not sure who for this one. I guess Danny could be this one but then who would be the Basket case? could he be both? 
Just Danny being forced to go to Saturday detention and interacting with the side characters while not being alone enough to go Phantom if the situation calls for it. 
Alternate between them dealing with a ghost alone in the school and just them having the bonding scenes from the breakfast club
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nancywheelersimp · 1 year
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Chapters: 1/3 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Robin Buckley/Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington, Steve Harrington & Nancy Wheeler, Jonathan Byers & Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley & Jonathan Byers, Robin Buckley & Jonathan Byers & Steve Harrington & Eddie Munson & Nancy Wheeler, Past Steve Harrington/Nancy Wheeler - Relationship Characters: Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley, Nancy Wheeler, Eddie Munson, Jonathan Byers Additional Tags: BAMF Nancy Wheeler, Bisexual Nancy Wheeler, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Lesbian Robin Buckley, Gay Eddie Munson, Asexual Jonathan Byers, Alternate Universe - The Breakfast Club Fusion, Inspired by The Breakfast Club (1985), Nine hours in detention what could happen?, Gay gay gay that’s what, Angst, Fluff, Steve and Robin Being Platonic Soulmates, Platonic with a capital P, nancy wheeler is smarter than everyone else, Everyone Is Gay, jonathan and argyle have an intimate and weird relationship no one quite understands, but you know what it works man, Stoner Jonathan Byers, Stoner Eddie Munson, Shotgunning, Marijuana, making out in a gay way, Sexual Tension, jonathans just kinda vibing Summary:
Saturday, March 24, 1984. Five students are put in detention, for various reasons. They have all day to sit and think about what they did, and write an essay about why it was wrong. In the course of one day, these teenagers will learn more about themselves than they have their whole lives.
"...and these children that you spit on, as they try to change their worlds are immune to your consultations. They're quite aware of what they're going through... - David Bowie" OR
The Stranger Things Breakfast Club AU that we all needed.
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Breakfast club au
A brain: Deku
An athlete: Shoji
A basket case: Tokoyami
A princess: Momo
And a criminal: Bakugou
Vice principal: Aizawa
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internetspacegirl · 8 months
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i think the notes i wrote for my Breakfast Club AU are funnier than anything I've done before
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