La Ternura Y La Delicadeza De La Oveja

my sign for a protest a couple days ago. grateful to be there— and won't stop for nothin!

palestine will be free.

Magic Shop✨✨

This is the first chapter of my bakugo fic idea! I hope you enjoy 😊

Chapter 1: The Meeting

‘Wake up Y/N! I want to get watered already!!’

I groaned and rolled over, nuzzling my face deeper into my pillow, “Roses… shut up…” I mumbled and sighed in happiness at the sudden quietness.

“Darling?...” I hear my grandmother knock softly on the door, “I think the Roses are getting a bit restless downstairs.”

I sigh and roll out of bed and open my door, “I know. I’m coming, Grandma.”

“Okay! If you hurry up and finish watering them then by the time you're done breakfast should be ready!” I smile at the thought of Grandma’s delicious fluffy pancakes.

“I’ll be back in a jiffy!” I rush downstairs to the shop, hearing the succulents and flowers and bonsai trees happily greet me. Except, of course, the group of roses sitting in a pot next to the counter.

‘Why did you take so long to get down here? You know that we want to get watered at the same time everyday!’ I pout at their words, grabbing the watering can and filling it up in the sink behind the counter.

“I was watching anime last night…”

‘And let me guess… you were also reading fan fiction of you and that anime character you like. Uhm… *(f/a/c)?’

“Yeah…” I start to water the roses as it sighs in happiness.

‘That’s pretty sad y’know. You need a boyfriend. Or friends at least.’

“Why have friends when I just have you all?’ I hear some of the pink carnations reply quickly, ‘We do love you hun but you need human friends. We won’t be here all the time, y’know.’

“And people will? You know how untrustworthy they are. Saying things behind your back… bullying you for your quirk…” I sigh and walk over to other plants to water them.

“I know I need friends but… just, give me some time. Ok?”

‘Alright sweetly.’ The pink carnations say with a bit of concern as I put down the watering can and make my way back upstairs.

“I’m done watering the plants for now.” I sit at the table as my grandma smiles, “Were you watching anime again last night?”

“...No?” I smile sheepishly as she laughs.

“Well, I’m just upset you didn’t let me watch it with you. I love fangirling over (f/a/c) with you! They’re so adorable!” Grandpa grunts jealously as grandma kisses his cheek, “Yes, yes, you’re adorable too honey.”

“I’m not adorable! You know, back in my day everyone feared me! I was the strongest at my school!”

“Yes of course.” Grandma smiles as I laugh.

“Are you ever going to bring friends over though? You need-“

“I need human friends. I know Grandma…” She sighs and shakes her head, plopping down at the table and shoving a piece of bacon in her mouth, “I’m just trying to look out for you hun. But you’ll get there on your own time. Do you have any appointments to do today?”

“Not too many. I think today won’t be too busy.” She nods, “Alright!”

~Time Skip till 6~

I just closed down the shop and was dreamig of plopping down on my bed as my Grandma calls out to me, “Sweetie! Can you go to the store for me? I need some more chives, soy sauce, and some of those yummy chips you like so much. They looked really good. You can get some candy too if you like.” She hands me enough money as I sigh and nod.

“Alright Grandma!” I run downstairs and grab my reusable bag and exit the store. I plug in my headphones and hum to the music as I get closer to the store.

“I hope they have a sale on *(f/c)...” I look through the aisles and grab the chives and soy sauce, pouting when I can’t find my delicious candy.

“Of course they don’t have my candy but they have plenty of the chips…” I mumble as I grab the chips, walking and paying for my groceries.

“It sure did get dark quick…” I look up, noticing the sun has already set, quickening my pace.

“Don’t get mugged… don’t get mugged… don’t get mugged… don’t get- Eep!” I was quickly cut off as I was pulled into a dark alley and pushed against the wall.

“Give me all your money!” I felt a knife being pushed up against my abdomen, looking up at the person, noticing they had some sort of quirk having to do with metal because of their metallic skin.

“I-I only have coins left! It’s not really useful…” They scowl angrily, “I’m sure you have something more useful then!”

“I-I don’t!”

“Then I guess-“

“OI!” A rough voice cuts them off, hearing someone stomp over as well as sharp popping and crackling.

“Asshole! Put em down or I’ll beat your ass so bad you’ll wish you were dead!” The person walks into the light, seeing sharp red eyes and spiky blonde hair.

“Ya hear me?!” The crackling sound coming from their palms starts to grow louder as the explosions grow bigger. The attacker doesn’t move before the boy does, pulling him away and attacking him. Of course, I fell to the ground and curled up, weeds starting to grow around me as I anxiously went into fetal position.

I hear more thuds and punches being dealt before a final and loud thud occurs.

“Oi, bitch.” I slowly look up at the boy before looking beside him to see the attacker.

“Huh…” I stand up and brush my pants before picking up my bag and inspecting the things inside.

“Thank you… well I must be going-“

“You’re a pretty useless bitch arent ya? Must have a useless ass quirk if you can’t defeat someone as weak as him. Or are you a quirkcless bitch?” I frown at his accusing and crude tone.

“No I have a quirk. It’s just pretty useless when it comes to fighting.” I turn around and continue to walk back to the shop, this time having a better sense of my surroundings. I then start to notice familiar footsteps following me and I turn around, seeing the boy again.

“Can I… help you?”

“Hah?! I’m waking your weak ass back to wherever you came from! I don’t want to get blamed for not protecting someone as weak as yourself. Fucking bitch…” he mumbled be last part to himself and I sigh.

“Can you at least call me (L/N) instead of bitch? That’s pretty rude of someone, especially if you want to be a hero.”

“I’m Bakugou Katsuki, future number 1 hero! You better look who you’re talking to bitch. You’ll be groveling at my feet once you realize that!” I roll my eyes and continue to walk, ignoring him.

“OI! Don’t ignore me bitch!” I continue to ignore him, hearing him growl.

“What are you, some dog? Stop growling.” I finally stop once I arrive at my shop.

“(L/N)’s Blooming Florals? You live here or some shit?”

“Yes in fact, I do. Well, thanks for walking me back Bakagou.”

“Who’re you calling-! Whatever. Just shop in the mornings ya weak bitch.” He grumbles and walks away as I giggle slightly, walking into the shop.

‘Ooh~ (Y/N)’s smiling! Did you see a cute boy??’

“Hm~ Yeah. I guess you can say that.”

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That’s it for chapter 1! I’ll try to post a chapter a week, maybe 2 chapters we’ll see.

Thanks for reading💜

(F/a/c): favorite anime character

(F/c): favorite candy

Link to the fanfic idea: https://sir-knight-slytherdor.tumblr.com/post/625745464346771456/ok-so-i-have-a-bakugo-fic-idea

Slytherdor

Ok so I have a bakugo fic idea

As I was taking my shower I was thinking of a bakugo fic idea (like the simp I am 😌😌) So this is the fic idea: You work at your family’s flo

I NEVER SAID FRIENDS

it’s your first year teaching at u.a. high school and you would be lying to say you weren’t intimidated. school is months away from starting but principal nezu has taken it upon himself to set you up for success. all of the teachers will be helping you onboard but shouta aizawa has been assigned to be your mentor. he hates this but does he hate you? yes. will he stop hating you? maybe.

pairing - shouta aizawa x gn!reader

genre - fluff, angst, humor

tws - angst, rejection, sexual comments, light mentions of violence

status - completed 12/9 

updates - every mon, wed, fri @ noon CST

a/n - welcome to my first smau! any posts i make talking about this smau will be using this tag. this one will take place in somewhat canon u.a. but it is also present day and because ~pandemic~ all of the prep work with the teachers is going to be remote until they have to return to school in the fall. be prepared for date and time marks to be totally off so please ignore them. i am preemptively rating this a 18+ because i know there will be later bits in later parts. this will be gender neutral and will not reference specifics when it comes to y/n’s appearance. i am trying to be as inclusive as possible. quirk is also vague. there will be many parts! at least 30. i will also be having some that are post relationship so that you get some cute fluff after the build up.

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I just want cuddles IS THAT TOO MYCH TO ASK FOR

lilies & lilacs pt. i

SUMMARY: A dilemma with his grand charity gala brings Todoroki Shouto, CEO of Todoroki Enterprises, at your humble flower shop’s doorstep.

pairing: ceo!todoroki shouto x florist!reader

genre: eventual smut. fluff. slow burn. no quirks au.

word count: 5.6k+

warnings: none in this part, but expect sexual content in the future.

author’s note: this has been rotting in my wips for a couple of months now, but i finally decided to post it with the decision of progressing the story into parts. thank you to the lovely rosie aka @shoutogepi for initially betareading this and keeping the hype up for the fic in our chats together (love you <333)! feedback is welcomed and before you ask, im opening a taglist for the next 2 parts so just ask if you wish to be included

lilies & lilacs is copyright 2020 todoscript, all rights reserved. i do not allow my creations to be published or translated anywhere else.

The uneasy padding of her boss’ dress shoes across the floor of his office made the secretary restless. She knew the bad news she delivered would cause some displeasure to stir within him, but never would she expect his tough bearings to falter, his troubles conveyed in hasty steps and frayed skin skewing those handsome features.

During the past two years she’s worked for him, she always thought his expression was nearly unreadable. When it came to his high position, her boss was forward and direct at conducting business—calm, stoic, and a perfect representation of efficiency and strong work ethic in his field. So while she witnessed the man’s uncharacteristic distress before her eyes, she wasn’t sure how this could end well for her.

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Yule Ball: Part II - Professor Snape x Reader [Smut]

Synopsis: After your encounter with Professor Snape at the Yule Ball, you both can’t stop thinking of one another. A chance encounter only makes things worse.

Notes: Here is a requested second part to my Yule Ball Snape fic! Hope you like.

Part One 

Part Three 

“It was a successful night,” Dumbledore declares with a warm smile, thinking back to the Yule Ball that had been a couple months prior.

“It certainly was an improvement over last year’s disaster,” McGonagall nods, “Not one Gryffindor student stepped poorly during the dance.”

“Nor did my Slytherins,” Snape adds, and everyone turns their head to look at the head of house.

“Severus, where exactly were you chaperoning?” Sprout asks, and Snape frowns.

“Outside… in the courtyards.”

“Ah yes,” Dumbledore chuckles, “With those carriages out there, nights such as these are certainly taken advantage of by the students.”

“I do not think it was the night alone that was taken advantage of,” Karkaroff smirks, and Snape snaps his head up to his old acquaintance.

“And what is that supposed to mean?”

“Yes, what is it supposed to mean, Igor?” Minerva asks, placing a hand over her chest, “You can’t be suggesting what I think you are.” Snape implores him to go on with a glare so withering it could sour pumpkin juice.

“All I am saying, is I was walking with you one minute and then you simply vanished.”

“Well perhaps I was refreshing myself with some of that delightful punch,” Snape replies in sarcasm, and nearly everyone present understands it as sarcasm.

“But you just disappeared!” Igor presses on, “No tracks inside, Severus!”

“Our conversation was finished,” Snape says slowly.

“Not if you ask me.”

“No one is asking you, Igor,” Snape growls.

“I am very much asking him, Severus!” Minerva blurts, “Though I cannot fathom what would make him say such a thing, it’s quite plain to me that you would never– ever– do anything in the nature of what he is suggesting.”

“Hmm,” Igor mutters simply, and crosses his arms.

“Perhaps it is a moot point, but may I inquire,” Dumbledore lifts a finger, munching on a sweet, “As to what you were conversing about in the first place, Mr. Karkaroff?”

Igor shuts right up at this, and Snape has to smirk right back at the retired death eater. He never could keep his mouth shut.

Sufficiently embittered after the surprise morning inquisition, Snape didn’t know if he was quite in the mood to witness Potter slip through death’s fingers again this afternoon, in the second thrilling Triwizard challenge. How had Igor figured that out? He was always so careful, and if anyone (of significance, that is) found out, about… that, his carefully crafted reputation was at stake. He was distracted as well by the memory of that night, as much as he did not want to be. Your eyes, staring at him as if he was the most beautiful man in the world… your hands on him, your breath on his skin, your wetness, slicking his–

No. It was once, never again. You made that clear Severus. 

His feelings toiled inside of him, conflicted as always. He was angry with himself, angry at you with no real reason to be, and angry at this Merlin damn Triwizard Tournament for mandating a bloody Yule Ball.

“Afternoon, Professor Snape,” a couple of passing third years chime, and he resists the urge to whack them upside the head.

“Shouldn’t you two be in class?” he grumbles.

“No sir! We’re on our way to the games!” the other one says happily, and Snape scowls.

“Then why are you talking to me?”

They hurry off, and as Snape finally resigns himself to the fact that he has to attend these silly games, he hears a noise beside him. Glancing over, he notices a door to the broom cupboard. The rats in this school were positively enormous, it was ridiculous. Snape takes out his wand, and swings the door open…

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first time drawing viktor! tried a new method so let me know what you think! 💗 (please don’t repost anywhere without asking) reblogs greatly appreciated!

Dear authors, you should really stop putting "x reader" in your OC insert fics because it's a self insert of YOUR character and not that of the reader. I understand you want attention on the post, but it's completely misstagging the story and is quite frankly frustrating and annoying. Yeah, some readers may adapt to it, but some absolutely can not. Thank you very much

That face he did to jogo!

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