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Waddup? Yeah, that was bad. This is my first book so please please please excuse my writing. If you haven't guessed by the title this is going to be short stories inspired by the Sanders Sides. I do not own any characters, apart from side ones.This story may contain smut and angst, but it will mostly be fluff! I hope you enjoy, now take it easy guys, gals, and non-binary pals.

my mentally ill ass likes these and i will cycle through them and it helps to write down and they're cute so here

Description: In honor of my squishy son's birthday, I have written a Vegas fic! It's complete, undiluted fluff, featuring a few other YouTubers and the best realism I could come up with:) Warnings: Some language, drinking and gambling. Length: 4597 Notes: I really hope you guys like this one! Since I couldn't draw any birthday phanart for our meme lord, I wrote a fic to celebrate his birth-enjoy!:)

"Home is where the heart is," as the old saying goes. Luckily for Min Yoongi, he just happens to be lucky enough to have both when his best friend ends up staying over for much, much longer than either of them intended after having no choice but to self-quarantine together for two whole weeks. Over the next fourteen days, with no dance practices and permission to leave whatsoever, they eventually discover that home is not exactly a place but rather a sense of belonging and comfort that can only be found in the person that you'd least expect. Author's note: I'm going to cry aGAIN @IPurpleSmeraldo THANK YOU FOR MAKING THE COVER FOR THIS STORY I LOVE U I PURPLE U WAHHHH :">

That year had tasted a bit different. That year tasted like green tea leaves, honey, and spring water. It tasted like the first breath of cool Autumn air after a burning hot Summer. It tasted like the cherry blossom trees shaking in the wind, and the fragile scent that floated behind the breeze. It tasted like the pastries in the window of the bakery down the street: warm, fluffy, and welcoming. It tasted like his mother tucking him into bed at night, kissing his forehead, and whispering, "You're my moon and all my stars, Minghao. And someday, you'll find someone who will make you shine even brighter." It tasted fresh and comfortable, and Minghao grew to like it.

Flatmates. That's what Oliver Wood and Percy Weasley are. Just flatmates. And if Oliver doesn't do something, that's all they'll ever be, at least until one of them moves out, because Percy certainly won't do anything. He's too exhausted and overrun with work all of the time to deal with his personal life to notice what's going on between them. So that leaves it to Oliver to catch Percy's attention and confess his feelings. Except, it's not as simple as that and it's certainly going to take more than Oliver may have to get the job done. (And they were roommates...)(oh my god they were roommates)