... It wasn't that he was annoyed. Okay, maybe he was a little annoyed, but that was because a certain explosive punk decided to test the flammability of his sheets at 2 in the morning. Every single morning. (In which Bakugou's quirk wakes Kirishima up, and Kirishima gets way too invested in his bro's well-being.) **NOW REVISED AS OF 1/2/2023**

Bakugou has never been good with words. Kirishima has never been good with self-confidence. Bakugou tries to help, in his own special way. It's time to take a hike!

Katsuki was really sick of the taste of flowers.

sean watches the boy on the balcony across the street every night. he wishes he could speak to him. [one sentence at a time story.]

Keith is a university student and aspiring writer. The only problem is, he's been struggling with writer's block since basically the dawn of time. Or at least since second semester started. The teacher likes him at least, and accepts his insanely depressing stories off as "experimenting with emotions". But this semester, things are buckling down. Not only will the class be doing short stories pertaining to certain prompts every other week, but their final, given to them on the first day back, is a completed, not so short, story all inspired by whatever word they draw from the pile. And with Keith's luck, his word is the thing he hates most: the ocean. So in the midst of trying to figure out what exactly he's gonna do with all this "idiotic bs", he might have stumbled upon a whimsical aquarium, and a cuban hearthrob who might've ended up being Keith's writing muse. Okay so this is my first fanfic and yeet also! : Rainbow Rowell is a heavy inspiration of mine and I would very much recommend reading her book Fangirl (and all her others) as it sparked the idea of this fic! ♡♡ Disclaimer: These characters are NOT mine, they are based off of the show Voltron: Legendary Defender.

Keith is depressed, he hates college, his life and himself. Lance thinks he works too many shifts delivering for Paladin Palace Pizza but some days it can be oddly enjoyable and when a innocent delivery request sparks his co-works interests, a bet is made that means when Lance delivers to the guy who seems to top every one of their classes, their worlds start to crash together with nothing they can do to escape it. //TRIGGER WARNING// There is talk of self harm and metal illnesses, so if you are triggered by these subjects, please do not read From August the 31st onwards, this full fic has been moved to AO3 leaving this as a preview Link to the full fic: http://archiveofourown.org/works/7921006/chapters/18100027 Obviously, these are not my characters and they belong to the creators of Voltron Cover edited by me but credit to all the images go to original sources

Win a DATE with HARRY POTTER! At this year's fourth annual New Horizons charity auction and gala there will be a most rare and unusual item up for bid, a Date with the hero of the wizarding world, Harry Potter! Pansy leaned into his arm, "Would you win Potter?' she asked and before he could answer she held up an ornate card. Draco's eyes widened and he reached out for the invitation. Pansy twitched it back, "Draco," she said quietly, "I will only give this to you if you win that ridiculous Potter date."

It started with just seven steps to try and win Potter's affection, but life and relationships are rarely as easy as a checklist on a piece of parchment.

Draco is struggling with his anxiety as he arrives at his aunt's house to help Andy and Teddy out. Will the presence of Teddy's godfather, the handsome and friendly Harry Potter, make any difference? Drarry/Harry Potter Fanfiction. Non-magic AU. No smut. 8K words.

Draco Malfoy is the head potion brewer for the Ministry's onsite supply. Every day at three he goes to the nearest break room which coincidentally happens to be the auror break room, where he always seems run into Harry Potter, who might also be waiting just for him. It's most certainly not the highlight of his day and he certainly doesn't hold anything other than friendly feelings towards Potter. It's just tea. Nothing more than tea at three.