After returning for their seventh year at Hogwarts against their will, Fred and George Weasley decide to use that year to develop their joke products. George, however, has additional plans - confess to Y/n L/n of Ravenclaw. Once his brother heard that plan of his, Fred decides to become his wingman. Unfortunately, Fred Weasley was not a good wingman. - - - word count: 27,5k+ all characters and most of the plot belong to You-Know-Who.

TUCKER PILLSBURY X FEM!OC -𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩- 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦. 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘰𝘶𝘵, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 tucker wasnt supposed to be here- not in this crumbling town, not dragging his worn-out sneakers across the cracked sidewalks, not feeling like a ghost in a life that no longer fit him. he was supposed to be someone by now. instead, he spent his days half awake, half trying, half existing. and then he met her. she was everything he wasnt. or so it seemed. polished, purposeful, put together. the kind of girl who made decisions without flinching, who wore ambition like a second skin, who smiled like she already knew exactly where she was going. tucker had no idea why she slowed down just long enough for their worlds to crash into eachother. it was bad timing. maybe it was life being cruel in the way it teaches lessons. but in the slivers of time they found together, something real sparked- something stubborn, something that felt like a beginning. almost.

"Fred." "George." There's a short pause. "I'm so in love with her, I think I might ruin everything." "Shut up." A beat passes. Then, softer, with a sigh: "Yeah... me too." - OR: A story about how the Weasley twins found someone who was as good as immune to their pranks and thus have made it their mission to change that.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐝𝐚𝐲" "𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩.. 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙤" ════ ⋆★⋆ ════ At twenty-seven, (Y/N) is done. Done with doubles. Done with understaffed night shifts. Done with scrubbing questionable substances off hospital walls. Her quirk-Chiropractor, the ability to relieve pain and tension with a touch-might make her a miracle worker, but it can't save her from burnout. She's exhausted, sarcastic, and one cracked vertebra away from quitting healthcare entirely. Then life throws her the world's most explosive curveball: She moves into the house right next door to Bakugo Katsuki-now the No. 5 Pro Hero, fully grown, annoyingly gorgeous, and carrying a secret guilt he's tried to bury for years. They haven't seen each other since their early twenties. Since that night. Their reckless, drunken, unforgettable one-night stand. To her? It was hot, wild, and not worth a shred of regret. To him? It was a mistake-not because of her, but because he thinks he didn't treat her right. Didn't ask her out. Didn't make it special. Didn't deserve it. And now that she's back in his life, his guilt turns into something unexpected: Homemade bentos. Left on her doorstep. Every morning. Like an apology he can't stop giving. But as her terrible shifts pile up, her quirk starts easing his old injuries, and their tense doorstep conversations turn into something dangerously warm, one thing becomes clear: This isn't about regret anymore. It's about healing-his body, her burnout, their past. And maybe, if the universe doesn't interfere first... something worth fighting for.

Since the Takami family was now under the commission's wings, they had to put someone to take care of Keigo when he was back from the training, and deal with his mother's requests. So they send you. Bnha is not mine. Art is not mine.

" 𝘿𝙞𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙣 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣 !? " " ... 𝐎𝐨𝐩𝐬 " ✎﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏ She glitches. He explodes. Somehow, they fit. (Y/N), a sweet but scatterbrained hero-in-training, spends most of her days trying not to forget her homework, her lunch money, or the fact that she tends to glitch herself into walls when she gets excited. Her quirk may let her blink across distances and stun opponents like a system error, but her heart? Totally unprotected. Then there's Katsuki Bakugo - explosive prodigy, walking inferno, and the last person anyone expects to be soft for someone. Except he is. Painfully so. And everyone knows it. Everyone... except her. From warming her hands in winter to dragging her to "totally-not-a-date" arcades, Bakugo finds himself doing everything he can to prove his worth to the one person too dense to see he's been in love with her for months. Through training mishaps, glitch accidents, late-night talks, jealousy wars, and soft private moments, (Y/N) slowly uncovers what everyone else already figured out: Bakugo doesn't just care. He's gone for her. And when sparks meet glitches, maybe-just maybe-the system finally crashes in the best way possible. A slow-burn romance full of fluff, tension, miscommunication, healing, and a boy with explosions for hands who learns how to hold someone gently. 🥈 bakugou 14/11/25 🥇 myheroacademia 21/11/25

➪ ʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏ x ᴍɪssɪɴɢ! Pʀᴏ-ʜᴇʀᴏ! Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ➪ sᴇǫᴜᴇʟ ᴛᴏ "ʙᴀᴅ ʜᴀʙɪᴛs" ➪ ɴᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʀᴛ ɪs ᴍɪɴᴇ ➪ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ᴀɴᴅ ᴍʜᴀ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʜᴏʀɪᴋᴏsʜɪ ➪ sᴛᴏʀʏʟɪɴᴇ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢs ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟғʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴏғ ʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏ ᴋᴀᴛsᴜᴋɪ ɢᴏᴇs ᴍɪssɪɴɢ, ʜɪs ʟɪғᴇ ɪs ғʟɪᴘᴘᴇᴅ ᴜᴘsɪᴅᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ. ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴀ ᴍɪssɪᴏɴ, ᴘʜᴀɴᴛᴏᴍ ᴅɪsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀs ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴇ. ɴᴏ ʙᴏᴅʏ ɪs ғᴏᴜɴᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏ ᴇᴠɪᴅᴇɴᴄᴇ sʜᴇ's ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ ᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛʀʏ ᴍᴏᴜʀɴs ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏss ᴏғ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ sᴀᴠɪᴏʀs. ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴀᴋᴜɢᴏ ɢᴏᴇs ᴏɴ ᴀ ᴡɪʟᴅ ᴊᴏᴜʀɴᴇʏ ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ ʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇs. Wʜᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴏʀ ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ.

Y/N has survived 10 years alone on the run from monsters. It's a wonder how she was able to defend herself for such a long time. But eventually, the monster that would kill her was dominated by a quiet, handsome stranger. She was saved by Percy Jackson. So she would save him too. ~~~~~~~~~~ But maybe I should find A way to let you know That even thought you're gone You have left me here alone Well baby, you should try To fix my heart before you go Because my heart will always be your second home ~~~~~~~~~~ Annabeth Chase died 2 years ago on the quest without Percy. But instead of joining her in Elysium, Percy lives. Why does he live? Because that's what Annabeth would want him to do.

"𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚'𝙨 𝙙𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧, 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚'𝙨 𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧." *ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝗙𝗢𝗟𝗟𝗢𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗦 𝗢𝗙 '𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗦𝗧 𝗢𝗟𝗬𝗠𝗣𝗜𝗔𝗡' ... this is it. what all of your dreams have led up to. the final, great war. camp half blood is your home, and you're going to protect it with every part of your prophetic person, even if it means turning against the titans, whom you're somehow related to. but, you'll finally get answers. years of waiting has come to this. in the midst of battle and bloodshed, do you at last have everything you've ever dreamed of within reach? *ੈ✩‧₊˚ {𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙣, 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨, 𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩}

"𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙞 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙚." *ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝗙𝗢𝗟𝗟𝗢𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗦 𝗢𝗙 '𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗕𝗔𝗧𝗧𝗟𝗘 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗕𝗬𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗛' ... due to your wonderfully intuitive talents, you're dragged into yet another troubling quest with 'the squad', a.k.a annabeth chase, grover underwood, percy jackson and tyson (everyone's favourite cyclops). now you get to venture into the labyrinth to find daedalus and get one step closer to stopping kronos' forces, save the world- you know the drill by now, right? *ੈ✩‧₊˚ {𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙣, 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨, 𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩}