#writing in goldencursive

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me: i’m gonna write a fic for bnha spring break!

me to me: u should write it ahead of time

me: nah, i got time. i’m only writing a short scene, it won’t take too long

me to me: you fool. you utter goddamn fool

anyways, this is for bnha spring break, day idk, prompt childhood. it’s not as late as my other one, minimally edited, but i hope you enjoy!

Title: it doesn’t really have one but i’ve been calling it smol beans

Word Count: 1034

featuring izuku and proto!katsuki after izuku finds out he’s quirkless

Katsuki is on a mission! Yesterday, Izuku wasn’t in school and Katsuki is determined to see if he’s okay. Today’s Sunday, which means they don’t have school, but it also means Katsuki won’t be able to see Izuku until tomorrow.

That is, unless he visits him. Which is exactly what Katsuki is going to do! But his mom wouldn’t tell him why Izuku wasn’t in school yesterday even though he knows something is wrong, and didn’t even let Katsuki go see him. She probably won’t let him see Izuku today either, so that’s why he’s sneaking out.

Katsuki waits until his mom (just her, ‘cause Dad has work today) leaves the living room. She takes forever, watching her stupid TV show. Finally, he hears the sound of the bathroom door closing and the toilet seat clinking against the bowl. He quietly snatches up his backpack and tiptoes out of his bedroom to the front door, making sure none of the neighbors are watching, before slipping out.

“Yes!” he cheers to himself. Escape at last! Now, onwards! To Izuku’s apartment!

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Izuku is curled up on the sofa, cocooned in a swathe of blankets, crying as an All Might movie plays on the TV. I’ll never be a hero like All Might, he thinks, sniffling. Because just yesterday, the doctor had told him he was quirkless.

An energetic round of knocks on the door startles him out of his weeping. Izuku’s eyes grow big and scared, and he stops sniffling, scared of making any more noises. Mom isn’t home, because she has work, and Dad is never home anymore. Usually Mom lets him stay at Kacchan’s house, but Izuku didn't want to see Kacchan today. Kacchan loves quirks as much as Izuku does, and he would be upset that Izuku doesn't have one. He might even stop being Izuku’s friend. He knows the neighbors are watching the door, but they can't be watching it all the time. Who could it be?

The knocks start up again, this time accompanied by a voice. “Hey, Izuku, open the door! It’s just me!” calls Kacchan. Kacchan?

Izuku starts mumbling to himself as he struggles his way out of the cocoon. “Why is Kacchan here? If Auntie brought him over then she would’ve opened the door with her key. Does that mean Kacchan snuck out?” He flops onto the floor, blanket-free, and picks himself up, hurrying to the door before pausing in the middle of unlocking it. “Or what if something happened to his mom? Should I tell him that I’m quirkless? What if he doesn’t like me anymore? But Kacchan’s my best friend, he always likes me.” Strengthening his resolve, he drags the door open.

“Why are you muttering so much?” Kacchan asks, before noticing how red Izuku’s eyes are. His face scrunches up in concern. “What’s wrong? Did something happen? Do I need to beat anyone up?”

“No!” Izuku exclaims. He and Kacchan move to the sofa, where Izuku crawls back into his blankets.

“Okay,” shrugs Kacchan. “Why weren’t you at school yesterday? Are you sick?”

“No, I…” Izuku hesitates, glancing down at his hands, unable to meet Kacchan’s eyes. “I was at the quirk doctor. He said...he said-” Izuku hiccups, the tears coming back in full force. “Kacchan, I can’t be a hero anymore,” he wails, big, blubbering tears rolling down his face.

“Don’t cry, Izuku!” Kacchan says, panicking. He scoots closer and wraps his arms around Izuku’s blankets. “What do you mean you can’t be a hero?”

“Because I’m quirkless,” Izuku hiccups through the tears and snot. He balls up a corner of the blanket, wiping his snotty face with it.

“Just because you’re quirkless doesn’t mean you can’t be a hero!” Kacchan says determinedly.

“But-”

“Nuh-uh! No buts! You’re super brave, and super nice, and if anyone’s going to be a hero it’s you!” Kacchan tells him very earnestly.

Izuku bawls harder at Kacchan’s encouraging words. “But heroes have to be strong too. How am I supposed to be strong without a strong quirk, Kacchan?”

“Don’t give up, Izuku! You’re one of the best people I know!”

“I’m one of the only people you know, Kacchan,” Izuku giggles wetly. “But you know how it works; you can’t be a hero without a quirk.”

Kacchan screws his face up. “Well, if you’re not going to be a hero, then I’m not either!”

Izuku scrambles up to look at Kacchan, his tears shocked into stopping. “But you have such a cool quirk! And you’re gonna be a great hero! You can’t quit!”

“I’m not going to be a hero without my hero partner,” says Kacchan, frowning. “If you don’t wanna be a hero, then I don’t wanna be a hero. I’ll follow you no matter what.”

Izuku starts bawling again. “Kaaaachan,” he wails, latching onto the other boy.

“There, there,” Kacchan says, copying what their moms do whenever Izuku inevitably starts crying and pets him. “Does this mean you’re gonna be a hero again?”

Izuku nods, smiling through his tears. “Yeah. Thanks, Kacchan.”

His best friend grins back and hugs him tighter. 

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“I swear to God, that little brat better be at Inko’s, or I’ll ground him so hard, he’ll be digging himself out until Christmas,” Mitsuki mutters, storming to the Midoriyas’ apartment. Her anger quickly dissipates when she unlocks the door and is greeted by the sight of her son waving an All Might figurine in the air, joined by a giggling Izuku, cheeks still wet with tears.

“What do we have here?” she asks, hands on her hips.

Katsuki, the little shit, blinks at her innocently. “Whaddya mean, Mama? Me and Izu are just playing heroes.”

“Please don’t be mad at Kacchan, Auntie Mitsuki,” Izuku says quietly. “He just wanted to come see me.” She folds under his adorably pleading eyes. “You’re still in trouble, young man,” she says to Katsuki. “But don’t run off without telling me or at least leaving a note, okay, brat?”

“Okay, Mama,” Katsuki echoes absentmindedly, the information going in one ear and out the other. 

Troublesome brat, Mitsuki thinks fondly. She enters the threshold, closing the door behind her. “Now, wanna tell me what you two are playing?”

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UPDATED TITLE: this unnamed feeling

a lil something something that i'm working on!!

。。+゜゜。。+ CONTRIBUTORS 101 #14

author : GOLDIE artist : PEACHIEFLAME beta-reader : MARS

[bnha-butterfly]

I’m gonna keep this short and simple!

First off I’d like to thank all of you guys who filled out the interest form! Initially when I was talking about a POC Big Bang I was kind of just thinking out loud more than anything. I didn’t even expect people to be interested in it? So once again thank you all!

That being said even after a month of having the interest forms open I didn’t get enough people who filled it out to the point where I’d be comfortable moving forward with this project. I would have needed 24/26 people and the form got just shy of 20 responses. That being said if your filled out the form (aka are one of the people o tagged below) and want to find a zine or Big Bang to participate in let me know and I’ll help you find one!

That being said if y’all ever want to get in on some collaborations with other POC fan work creators I’d definitely join the @bnhapocuties discord too! All the people in the server are lovely, super welcoming and are like some of my closest mutuals/friends <3

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Chapter Two: 1965 words

Title: bro, will you be my bro forever, bro?

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Kaminari Denki/Sero Hanta, Kaminari Denki & Sero Hanta

Characters: Kaminari Denki, Sero Hanta, Uraraka Ochako, Ashido Mina, Hagakure Tooru, Midoriya Izuku, Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki

Additional Tags: BNHA Rarepair Week 2021, Fake/Pretend Relationship, 5+1 Things, Fluff, Humor, or At Least an Attempt at Humor, Carnival, Meet the Family, a wedding wheeee, its not kamisero's lol, POV Kaminari Denki, POV Sero Hanta, POV Alternating, Mutual Pining

Summary:

alternatively titled: five times denki and hanta pretend to boyfriends and one time they actually are

“Brooooo, look at that!” Eijirou’s excited voice calls from ahead. The Bakusquad were hanging out at the fair during a rare day of relaxation. Most of the other members of their class are scattered around the fairgrounds somewhere, but right now, the five of them - minus Kyouka, who’s on a date with Yaomomo - are standing in front of a small contest stage.

“Wow,” Hanta remarks. “That is a giant Pikachu plushie.” Denki gapes at it. It’s in a sitting position, arms out, face beaming. It’s as big as he is. He wants it.

“I want it,” Denki announces out loud. “It looks so soft and cute and huggable. Can you imagine the cuddles you could get out of it?”

The Pikachu is sitting close enough to the front of the stage that they could touch it if they want to. Well, if they had really long arms. Like, arms twice as long as their legs, while holding one of those claw grabber thingys.

Okay, maybe they can’t touch it, but still. They can see it close up in its full, fluffy glory.

“Hey, you guys admiring our Pikachu plushie?” A bubbly girl with bright green hair pops up from behind it. “You can win it from our contest! Couples only, starts in an hour. I can give you a sign up sheet if you want it.”

Denki turns to Hanta immediately, because he might not have a boyfriend, but he does have a best friend who he’s totally not crushing on what do you mean and who owes him so many favors for charging his phone. “Hanta, bro, please. I have never wanted anything more in my life.”

Mina snickers and drapes her arm around him. “Didn’t you say that last week about the cake Sato made?”

“His cakes are like heaven and angel tears rolled up in the burrito of the gods, okay? Don’t judge me, Kiri said the same thing.” Denki crosses his arms, pouting. “Anyways, I have never wanted anything more in my life, Hanta, please help me.”

Katsuki smacks Denki in the back of the head (but nowhere near as hard as he would have in first year because they’re totally friends now, no matter how much he likes to deny it). “Idiot, you didn’t even see what kind of fucking contest it is. Don’t just jump into it without being prepared.”

“Says you,” Mina snickers.

“Oi, you wanna die?!”

“I’m a bad bitch, you can’t kill me,” she answers playfully, ducking behind Eijirou.

While Eijirou tries to defuse the Bakubomb, Denki turns to the sign next to the Pikachu. “How well do you know your partner?” he reads. “Hey, that doesn’t sound too hard! We know each other pretty well, I think,” he says, turning to Hanta. Although he’s not sure the kind of information he knows, like how Hanta still sleep with a blanket his mom made

“I mean, it’ll be fun,” shrugs the taller boy. “I’m down.”

Denki cheers, and accepts a sheet from the girl. “Let’s gooooo.”

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An hour later, they’re sitting across from each other with a whiteboard in their hands. The three couples sit at tables arranged in a row with the two hosts in front of them and the prize Pikachu on a raised pedestal behind them.

“All right, let’s get started!” cries the bubbly girl from earlier. “I’m Hina and this is Yumi.” She gestures to the pink haired girl beside her, who cheerfully waves to the crowd gathered in front of the stage. “This is our ‘How Well Do You Know Your Partner’ contest for couples. It’s a lot harder than you’d think! We host this every day at the same time, so if you wanna participate but missed out today, you can always come back tomorrow! Now, can we get some introductions from our couples? We’ll start with you two,” she says, gesturing to the couple on the right of Denki and Hanta, a shy looking boy and brown haired girl.

They wave to the audience, introducing themselves as Yui and Haruto. “We’ve been together for over a year now, so I’m certain we’ll win!” the girl, Yui, says, smiling.

“All right, long term relationships are the best for this kind of contest! How about you guys?” Hina continues, gesturing to Denki and Hanta.

“What up, people? I’m Denki, and this is Hanta, my best bro and the love of my life.” Denki gives Hanta a dopey smile that’s not hard to fake because it’s not fake, and playfully bats his eyelashes, making Hanta crack up.

“Bro, stop, you’re going to make me blush in front of all these people,” Hanta says between snickers.

“What a lovely relationship! We love the ones where you can play around with your partners,” Hina says with a grin. “Now, what about the last couple?”

“I’m Ayaka and my girlfriend is Sora,” grins a girl with hair red enough to rival Eijirou’s. “We’re just here for the Pikachu!” Her girlfriend smacks her arm for being so blunt, but Ayaka’s grin doesn’t falter.

“That’s right! Our lovely prize, a giant stuffed Pikachu plushie, will be in the possession of whoever wins our contest! Now, our rules.” Hina looks over to her partner, who smoothly jumps in.

“The rules are simple: we’ll ask twelve questions of varying difficulties. Each of our contestants have a different color based on the seat they sit in, red or blue. We’ll direct our questions to either color. For example, if we ask Blue what Red’s favorite color is, Blue will write their guess on their board, while Red writes the correct answer on theirs. You’ll have thirty seconds to answer the question. Everybody got it?” She looks back at the contestants, who all nod back at her.

“Then let’s get started!” smiles Hina. “First question: what is Blue’s favorite food?”

Okay, blue, that’s Hanta. Denki looks down at his whiteboard, thinking. The first two things that pop to mind are oranges and soy bean flavored food. But which does he like better? Can he write down both? Is that allowed?

“Ten seconds!” Yumi calls. Ok, no time to agonize over it. Denki quickly scribbles ‘soy bean flavored stuff’ down. Hanta drinks soy bean milk all the time and hardly ever steals Denki’s orange juice, unlike SOME people who shall remain unnamed (cough *mina* cough cough). “Time’s up! Please flip your boards around to show the audience!”

Denki cranes neck to see what Hanta wrote. “Hey, we wrote the same answer word for word,” he says, grinning at Hanta. “High five!”

“Looks like everybody got this question right! Congratulations!” says Yumi. Hina makes a show of adding points to a large whiteboard bearing their names. “Next question: when is Red’s birthday?”

Denki writes a neat “July 29th” on his board, smiling as he remembers the first time they told each other their birthdays. Denki had been so excited to find out that their birthdays were only a month apart.

“All right, another easy point for everybody,” cheers Hina. “Keep it up! The next question: what is Blue’s favorite hobby?”

Favorite hobby, huh? Well, they don’t really have time for any serious hobbies outside of hero-ing, but Denki remembers oohing and aahing with Mina and Eijirou over the beautifully hand-woven rugs and tapestries all over Hanta’s room. His family owns a crafts shop, and Hanta had gotten into weaving that way, saying it was fun playing with the patterns he could create and good stress relief as well. So, weaving then.

“Let’s check out your answers,” Yumi says, calling the time. “Hm, looks like Yui and Haruto are the only ones missing this question.” Yui, sitting in the blue seat, frowns at her boyfriend for getting it wrong, but softens when he murmurs something back.

“I’m surprised you remember I like to weave,” Hanta says, a teasing glint in his eyes.

Denki snorts. “Your room is covered in the stuff. It’s kinda hard to forget.”

The next few questions go by without a hitch for Denki and Hanta. “Hey, we’re doing pretty good,” Hanta says. “We’re the only ones who have a perfect score right now.”

“Heck yeah, that Pikachu’s gonna be mine,” grins Denki. He’s honestly kind of surprised that they were the ones with the perfect streak, even though they weren’t even dating. But he can’t deny the burst of satisfaction that comes with getting each question right, and further cementing their brohood.

“Okay, we’re getting into the last few questions now. Who was Red’s first kiss?” Hina asks deviously.

Aw, shucks, this might actually throw their score off. Denki’s not sure if he’s ever told Hanta who his first kiss was since the guy wasn’t really anybody special. Actually, Denki kinda feels bad for forgetting the dude’s name as he scribbles down “a boy in middle school.” When the timer runs out, Hanta’s board only has a question mark on it, and he smiles sheepishly at Denki.

“Sorry for not knowing,” he says.

“Nah, dude, you couldn’t have known since I never told you,” Denki says, brushing it off. “But, hey, we still have the lead!” he continues, beaming. Hanta returns his smile with a wider one. Honestly, Denki could get drunk off Hanta’s smile, sweet and goofy and always there, like the way All Might’s always smiling, but softer and infinitely cuter.

Get a grip, Denki, he scolds himself. He’s definitely going to notice if you keep staring at him. So he looks towards the two hosts and gets ready to answer the next question.

“What is Red’s weirdest fear?”

Huh. It would be an easy point if the question were biggest fear since it’s common knowledge that Denki hates spiders as much as Katsuki loves swearing, but weirdest fear? Denki has lots of fears, ranging from insects to angry pomeranians (thanks katsuki) to forgetting his homework to Midoriya with no sleep (you’d understand if you saw it). And it has to be one that Hanta knows, so what about...sand foxes.

Okay, listen, Denki knows next to nothing about sand foxes, but he does know that their faces are NOT NATURAL and CREEP HIM OUT, so DON’T laugh at him. Seriously, the first Denki saw one, he couldn’t stop thinking about that face for hours. It still haunts him to this day. And it's definitely a weird fear that Denki complains to Hanta about all the time.

“Alright, let’s see your answers!” Looking around, Denki sees that only he and Hanta got this question.

“Dude, we’re totally gonna win,” Denki whisper-shouts excitedly, leaning into the table. “Look at how far we are compared to everyone else!”

It comes as no surprise, then, that they do end up winning. The contestants line up in front of tables. “Hey, that was a great game! In third place, unfortunately, is Yui and Haruto, with six points.” Kinda strange, that the couple has been together for over a year and they have the lowest score, Denki muses. Meh. Worked out in his favor. “Second place, we have Sora and Ayaka, with eight points. And finally, our winners, Denki and Hanta, with eleven points!”

Denki whoops, turning to give Hanta a high five. The other two couples walk off the stage while Yumi and Hina hand over their prize. “I know this Pikachu is huge and kind of hard to carry, so you can leave it here until you’re ready to leave,” Hina tells them.

“Promise we won’t let anyone steal it,” Yumi adds, winking.

“Nah, I think we have to go now,” Hanta says, shaking his head. They say goodbye to the two ladies and rejoin their waiting friends, carrying the heavier-than-expected plush between them.

“Bro, it’s even bigger up close!” Eijirou raves.

“And it’s so fluffy I’m going to die!” squeals Mina. She strokes it reverently. “Denki, you have to bring it to our next Bakusquad sleepover.”

Denki laughs. “You know it!”

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one thing that i couldn't find a proper place to add in: i promise denki's not being inconsiderate in assuming the pikachu all for himself! they had a convo abt it while they were waiting for the contest to start

part one��| part three

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my submission for @bnhararepair​ week 2021! im massively late, and i don’t even have a finished submission, rip

Title: bro, will you be my bro forever, bro?

Rating: General Audiences 

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Kaminari Denki/Sero Hanta, Kaminari Denki & Sero Hanta

Characters: Kaminari Denki, Sero Hanta, Uraraka Ochako, Ashido Mina, Hagakure Tooru, Midoriya Izuku, Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki

Additional Tags: BNHA Rarepair Week 2021, Fake/Pretend Relationship, 5+1 Things, Fluff, Humor, or At Least an Attempt at Humor, Carnival, Meet the Family, a wedding wheeee, its not kamisero's lol, POV Kaminari Denki, POV Sero Hanta, POV Alternating, Mutual Pining

Summary:

alternatively titled: five times denki and hanta pretend to boyfriends and one time they actually are

Chapter One: 732 words

It’s a rare day when the whole class is allowed off campus without supervision. But they’re nearly third years now, and most of them have more than held their own against villains alone. It would be too easy to subdue any villains foolish enough to go against the entirety of Class A, and that’s the only reason Aizawa let them go. That and the fact that they finished their final exams and even their grump of a teacher isn’t mean enough to keep them from celebrating.

They aren’t doing anything too exciting, just shopping for their last summer camp. Not all of them need to buy things, but it’s fun to hang out as a group. Hanta watches Uraraka, Mina, and Hagakure bully Midoriya into buying more fashionable clothes.

“What’s wrong with my clothes?” Midoriya protests. “I like them.”

“Midoriya, sweetie, your shirt literally says ‘pants.’ All of your clothes are like that,” sighs Mina. “It was funny the first few times, but you never wear anything else. You’re wasting your potential! You’ve got a great bod, show it off!”

“What about this? It’s cute, right?” Uraraka butts in from behind a rack of clothing. Midoriya’s eyes widen as she holds up a shirt for the other two girls to see.

“Uraraka, that’s a crop top!” cries Midoriya, blushing red from head to equally red shoes. “I can’t wear that!”

“Why not?” whines Hagakure. “I agree with Mina! Your stomach is way buff, that top would show it off like a pro.” She snags the top from Uraraka and holds it up to Midoriya’s chest to compare. The other two nod in agreement.

“It is cute, I like it!” Mina exclaims. Hanta can see what she means. It’s a pale sort of blue that compliments Midoriya’s hair and it’s small enough that Hanta can tell it’ll be tight around Midoriya’s broad shoulders. “At least try it on! We just wanna see how it looks!” 

“Yeah, Midoriya, it would look really cute on you!” adds Hagakure. “If you don’t like how it looks, we won’t make you get it.”

“Please, Deku?” begs Uraraka. “If you want, we can write ‘long sleeves’ on it to match the rest of your clothes.”

“Well, if you promise I’ll only have to put it on,” he concedes, worn down by their pleading. Midoriya might be one of the smartest and strongest people in their class, but it’s near impossible for him to refuse anybody. Hanta looks away as the trio cheers, hustling the green-haired boy to a changing room with their previous picks. His gaze lands on Denki, chatting with a stranger at the entrance of the store.

Hanta narrows his eyes. Denki doesn’t look uncomfortable, but Hanta knows him well enough to tell Denki’s too-loud voice and fixed smile means he doesn’t want to be talking to the guy but also doesn’t want to seem rude. Never one to leave his friend in trouble, Hanta pushes off the wall and heads in their direction.

“A cutie like you deserves a real man. How about you give me your number, huh?” Hanta hears as he nears them.

“Ah, no, I, um, can’t,” Denki says, starting to stutter.

“No need to be shy, sweetheart, I won’t bite. Unless you want me to,” the guy leers.

“What he means is,” Hanta cuts in, “he already has a boyfriend.” He slides an arm around Denki’s waist and smiles winningly at the stranger. He tries not to dwell on the fact that Denki fits perfectly there, because this is a Serious Situation, but it’s not like he can just turn his feelings off.

The guy grumbles something under his breath and Hanta narrows his eyes at him, smiling all the while. “Are we going to have a problem?” Hanta knows that while he might not seem intimidating, he’s at least a head taller than the dude and considerably more muscular, what with all the hero training.

At least the guy knows when to quit it. “Whatever, man. Just trying to be nice,” he mutters, slouching off. He says something else, but Hanta ignores it in favor of checking up on Denki.

“Hey, man, you okay? That dude was a sleaze.”

“Yeah, I’m fine. We were talking about Pokemon before he decided it would be a great idea to hit on me. But then you swooped in to save the day! My hero~” Denki flutters his eyes at Hanta, already back to his normal joking self.

The mini-Hantas running around in his brain are currently freaking out at top speed because Denki Fluttered His Eyelashes At Us And We Are Very Gay Send Help. But the Hanta in control of his body only snorts at this, because this is just how Denki is with everyone. “Come on—wanna watch the girls try to dress up Midoriya?”

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i know, i know, it isn’t much. but! i have chapter three done and chapters two and four halfway-ish written! i’ll post them as i finish them

part two | part three

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Title: Following the Arrow to Your Heart

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Warnings Apply

Word Count: 10,936

Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter

Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Pansy Parkinson, Brief mentions of other characters

Additional Tags: coffee shop AU, Sort Of, harry works at a coffee shop, Draco works at the Ministry, First Date, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, There's a wedding, slightly dub-con, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Fluff, Getting Together, Mutual Pining

Summary:

After the war, Draco is recruited into the Department of Love (aka Cupid's Arrow). His job is to bring together witches and wizards whose magical signatures are only compatible with each others' (essentially soulmates). As they all learned during training, Cupids are chosen because they do not have soulmates.

Six years later, Draco's convinced himself that he's perfectly fine with not having a soulmate. But his latest client turns out to be Harry Potter, and he's forced to reconsider in light of his old feelings.

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“Good morning, Potter,” says Malfoy. He looks calm, almost comfortable, as if he visits Muggle cafes all the time. Hell, maybe he does. Muggle places come with the convenience of nobody knowing who you are.

“Oh - uh - good morning, Malfoy,” stammers Harry, who immediately kicks himself mentally, because that was horrible. Was he twelve again? One word from his crush and he’s reduced to a stuttering mess.

this was my submission for hd wireless 2020!

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Chapter Three: 730 words

Title: bro, will you be my bro forever, bro?

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Kaminari Denki/Sero Hanta, Kaminari Denki & Sero Hanta

Characters: Kaminari Denki, Sero Hanta, Uraraka Ochako, Ashido Mina, Hagakure Tooru, Midoriya Izuku, Kirishima Eijirou, Bakugou Katsuki

Additional Tags: BNHA Rarepair Week 2021, Fake/Pretend Relationship, 5+1 Things, Fluff, Humor, or At Least an Attempt at Humor, Carnival, Meet the Family, a wedding wheeee, its not kamisero's lol, POV Kaminari Denki, POV Sero Hanta, POV Alternating, Mutual Pining

Summary:

alternatively titled: five times denki and hanta pretend to boyfriends and one time they actually are

“Hey, Mom, what’s up?” Denki greets her over the phone. “And before you say anything, I’m going to do my laundry right now, so you can’t nag me about doing my chores.”

His mom huffs a laugh. “And how long have you been putting that off, dear? If it’s not at least two weeks, I’ll eat my hair.”

“I am not going to answer that,” Denki says primly, absolutely not sulking, thank you very much.

“Mhm, I thought so. Tell me about your week; how are your friends doing?” They chat for a few minutes about the latest Bakusquad shenanigans while Denki loads the washing machine with a month’s worth of laundry. (Yes, he knows, he shouldn’t have waited that long, but he has enough clothes to last him the whole month, so it’s not like he’s wearing dirty clothes!) (And he’s lazy. Sue him.)

Denki tries to keep the topic on trivial stuff, telling her about the fair they went to, but the conversation eventually turns to the dreaded subject.

“You know, Nakamura-san’s grandson was visiting the other day, you remember him? He’s cute.”

“Mom! Stop trying to set me up with random people!”

“Why? It’s not like you’re going to set yourself up,” she says, matter of fact.

“Well, what if I told you I got a boyfriend?” Denki regrets the words as soon as they pop out of his mouth, but if it means getting his mom off his back, then so be it.

“Really?” She sounds excited for a moment before turning skeptical. “How come you didn’t tell me sooner? Are you making up a boyfriend to get me off your back?”

Then, in the stupidest move he’s ever made in his life, Denki blurts out, “Hanta.”

“What?”

“It’s, um, Hanta. I’m dating Hanta.” Oh, he is so going to regret this later. “It’s really new, okay?”

She squeals loud enough to make him wince. “Sweetie, that’s great! Hanta’s such a wonderful boy, I just knew you’d end up together someday!” Wait, what? What does she mean by that? Before he can say anything, though, she barrels on. “You know, I just got wedding invites from Akari yesterday, you should bring Hanta! I know Akari would love to meet him.”

Denki bangs his head against the washing machine and resists the urge to groan. He had been hoping his mom would just ask a few questions and he’d make some stuff up, but a wedding means they would have to pretend to be a couple, and Denki’s not sure his heart can handle being lovey-dovey with Hanta while knowing it’s fake.

“What was that?”

“Nothing,” answers Denki, rubbing his head. “Just dropped something.”

“Okay, then. I have to go now, but your father and I are going shopping for his suit next week and we’re picking you up, okay? And see if you can bring Hanta, dear.”

“Yeah, I’ll ask him. Bye, Mom, love you.” As soon as his mom hangs up, Denki switches to his text thread with Hanta.

discount pikachu: 1:04 pm hey bro can i call u

discount spiderman: 1:05 pm ofc u can bro

“Yo, Denks, what’s up? You good?” Denki can practically see the face Hanta’s making right now, all soft eyed and handsome and concerned, which, considering Denki prefers to video chat and only ever calls in an emergency, he’s not wrong to be.

“I need you to be my fake boyfriend for my cousin’s wedding because my mom was trying to set me up, again, like I have a problem flirting for myself, so I told her I was already dating someone but she didn’t believe me and I panicked and told her you were my boyfriend and she said Akari is getting married and I should bring you as my plus one, not that I wouldn’t’ve brought you anyways, and did I mention we’re going suit shopping with my parents next Sunday?” Having said that all in one breath, Denki’s voice steadily rises and is squeakier than a broken shopping cart wheel by the last word.

Hanta cracks up, full on wheezing, as he struggles to form a response. After a few attempts he just gives up, muffled thumps indicating him rolling on the floor.

“Don’t laugh at me, you jerk! How was I supposed to know she’d want you to meet my entire extended family?”

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just a heads up, this is pretty much the last of what i have already written, so updates might be a lil slower. i'll try my best to upload once a week, but no promises >⌓<

part one |  part two

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Title: NO, Harry, Do NOT Flirt With the Lamp

Rating: Teen and Up

Warnings: No Warnings Apply

Fandom: Harry Potter

Word Count: 510

Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter

Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter

Additional Tags: Fluff, Drunk Harry, Jealous Draco, Established Relationship, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Self-Indulgent, Drunk Texting, One Shot

Summary: 

Harry's drunk, so he texts the first person on his contacts list to pick him up.

my first fic :D