#beautiful fic
For the @lovebugs-and-snakecharmers 2021 exchange. Written for @piscesangelina.
Summary: Adrien is going to set up Luka and Marinette. Or maybe they’ll do it themselves. [A university AU]
Prompt: “I’d like a good old college AU, friends-to-lovers story. - It can honestly go any way, as long as the story doesn’t have a sad ending. I’d be happy with just about anything I’m given, as long as it’s fluffy, has plot and ends well (but angst can be sprinkled along the way).”
Rating: T
Word Count: 2422
Special thanks to @mininoire for beta reading.
Kitty Section’s first concert as a band was coming up soon, and Adrien couldn’t be more excited. The other members were still closer to each other than him — Adrien was a fairly last-minute recruit by their guitarist, Luka, who was the first one Adrien met on-campus. Adrien was taking a music theory class, and Luka was there as the TA. Even after the class was over, they remained friends. Adrien couldn’t be more grateful for the opportunity to vent his frustrations through music — he wasfree from his father, or at least more than he had been, and he could meet so many more people now.
Luka was the oldest in the band, two years older than him, but most of the rest were his age — university second-year students. Half of their songs were about emotional repression, and the other half were about unicorns and rainbows. It was an interesting mix, but they were sticking to the repression ones and covers for this concert.
Alya, Marinette, and Nino are all coming too. He’s not sure how many people will be at the festival, but it’s one way of getting at least some people that are there and will watch them.
He’s nervous about Alya and Nino — they only recently invited him into their relationship, and it isn’t his first relationship, but (obviously) it’s his first time with multiple people, and Nino’s music taste tends to run more electronic and Alya is more into ska than punk-
“Adrien, hey,” Luka says. “Take a deep breath. No need to start being nervous now. There’s still one more rehearsal.”
Free To A Good Home
(draco/harry, 1k, rated T, cw: mcd, grief, unhappy ending)
Harry expects something like the aftermath of the war: waking up screaming, sweaty, and the half moons of his nails carved into his palms. But it’s nothing like it. Post-war grief had felt like a weight on his whole body, mourning Draco feels like a hollow space in his middle that will never be filled again.
Oooof. The soft MCD from last week needed a mean companion and I accidentally spilled my house-move emotions into this little ficlet. This one is all hurt and no comfort so proceed with care and keep some tissues around, just in case.
Thank you @the-starryknight for handholding and @skeptiquewrites for the beta reading! I’m sorry for all the tears.
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