Chapter One - Wedding Of Peace

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pairing: bakugou x reader x todoroki genre: youtuber au!, drama, humor, fluff status: ongoing updates: mon, weds, fri 6pm EST summary: after completing the swipe right challenge, it was quite interesting to learn that your best friend bakugou, and the number one subscribed gamer, todoroki, were among the one hundred swiped right masterlist | join the taglist

launch: intro

one: #sukiplsgetynabreakfastburrito

two: next top model

three: 800K special

four: swipe right challenge

five: two livestreams

six: youtube recs

seven: busy

eight: attitude 

nine: i ship you with

ten: friends to lovers

eleven: /srs

twelve: hang out

thirteen: mini argument

fourteen: y/ngou shippers

fifteen: break his heart

sixteen: get to know her

seventeen: insecure

eighteen: mean roommate

nineteen: ideal type

twenty: halloween time skip

twenty-one: like like

twenty-two: not the same

twenty-three: y/n i love you

twenty-four: that just happened

twenty-five: childhood photos

twenty-six: he’s broken

twenty-seven: reached the internet

twenty-eight: surprise collab

twenty-nine: haha nice

thirty: maybe fall in love

thirty-one: the in-laws

thirty-two: apartment tour

thirty-three: trending again

thirty-four: uneasy

thirty-five: text everyday

thirty-six:

thirty-seven:

thirty-eight:

thirty-nine:

close: outro

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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KAKASHI HATAKE X READER SOCMED AU

(for fun, fast-paced cos idk)

warning: nsfw in some parts, made this because i'm bored, i prefer using 3d pics for socmed 😎 typos are overlooked, i lust for kakashi.

i. intro part 2

Calculus professor Kakashi Hatake matches with his student on Tinder.

Originally posted on my twit acct: @hamtarochyy

Give me something to draw with y/n and a Bnha boi (tell me which on) 😌😌

I’m Down to draw anything rn I need to ‘train’

Things go WONDERFULLY RIGHT or HORRIBLY WRONG

Pairing: AU! Katsuki Bakugo x F!Reader

Summary: After looking for months for a job position you finally get an opportunity at a big company. Being the assistant of the angriest person was going to be a lot harder than you thought it would be.

Warning(s): strong language, fluff, angst, cheating

Schedule: Tuesdays and Saturdays 🐥

Part 1: First day and it’s already awkward… great.

Part 1.5: Talks with my Pickachu 💛⚡

Part 2: The literal firestorm

Part 3: I can’t believe you’ve done this 

Part 4: The second big bang 

Part 5: Change of plans! 

Part 6:  Unexpected guest(s)

Part 7:  A new surprise 

Part 8:  Hey guys! I made it! 

Part 9: And they were roommates 

Part 10: Walk away and then panic 

Part 11: Horribly wrong 

Part 12:  A bubbly feeling 

Part 13  Sweet and sour 

Part 14: Hello it’s meee

Part 15:  Don’t trust the female 

Part 16: Don’t stop the paaaartyyy

Part 17: There is no feelings…right?

Part 18: I guess we’re playing then 

Part 19: Just my boss 

Part 20:  Got fired maybe…fuck

Part 21: A new kind of friendship 

Part 22: Not looking back…nope! 

Part 23:  Not enough to keep 

Part 24: Lunch with a side of Gremlin 

Part 25: New girlfriend and friendly friend 

Part 26 : HE HAD THE AUDACITY! 

Part 27: Whiskey on the rocks 

Part 28: Why is Adult love this HARD?

Part 29: Porcupine acts!

Part 30: I am confusion. 

Part 31: A promise is a promise 

Part 32: Strawberry feelings 

Part 33: Gentlemen from heaven 

Part 34:  Bad nightmare  

Part 35: And out came the truth 

Part 36:  The booger is out 

Part 37: Taking a leap  

Part 38: Romance and nosiness  

hola, mi esposa! i’ve missed you so much! i see you’re accepting soulmate au prompts and i was wondering if i could get #7 withy baby boy, frankie?

𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐆𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐀/𝐍 || So this wasn't apart of the sleepover, but I finally finished it!! ALSO HELLO MY HUSBAND! I've missed seeing you in my inbox. I hope you enjoy this babes!!!

Also I love anyone who can tell me how I titled this fic.

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 || That was the last place you expected to meet the love of your life. But life was odd at times.

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 || 1.4k

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 || Frankie Morales x Reader

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 || none, minor cussing, intense fluff.

It didn’t bother you anymore. The sound of his voice echoing in your mind. Speaking little things to himself that made you smile through the day; almost like you were there with him just as he was with you. In fact, you looked forward to hearing it. The gravely husk of his voice every day, a delight to have with you through the days and it had become a comfort rather than a hindrance.

“Shit I’ve got to pick up food.” His voice, clear through your mind, the sound one you’d grown used to hearing on and off through the day.

You wished you could ask him what he was eating. Inquire about those things, but sadly you couldn’t send thoughts his way. It only happened whenever it felt like happening, and so you waited throughout the day. Patiently biding time until his voice came back to you.

You can’t remember when it started. His voice coming into your head one day and never leaving, but it happened a long time ago. Back in high school. While you were sleeping; a voice of a boy continued to echo in your mind. You figured it was the stress of school. Of trying to get into college, but it never went away. His thoughts showing up at random hours of the day. So, you grew used to the person who was somehow connected to you; wondering if he could hear you as clearly as you heard him.

Frankie Morales.

He had said his name years ago, almost deliberately, and you’d thought yours right back. Repeated it until you felt like he got the message. Frankie. You liked the name. Thought about it every once in a while when you missed him; wondering how he was. What he was doing in life. The hope that he knew who you were still held in your heart as the days passed slowly.

Frankie knew who you were. Knew that somehow your voice would echo in his mind, a comfort to him as well, and he began to think of things he never thought he would. Your voice was there when he joined the army. When he became a pilot. When he was packed into a tiny bunk half the size of his body, the anxiety of whether or not he’d make it home plaguing his body. And then there was you. Whispering words of comfort to him.

Saying that you wished he was there with you. Listing off the most mundane things possible, because you could hear him cry out in his thoughts. Could hear the pain in his voice and knew that he needed help.

“I’d love to show him my fist.”

Frankie smiled in the middle of the grocery store, your voice echoing in his mind. He figured you were talking about someone you didn’t like; the irritation in your voice informing him of enough. Listening to the flurry of thoughts that suddenly ran through his head, he tried to focus on what he actually came here for.

“Man, I don’t know. She said some kind of flour,” Will said from the aisle he was currently on.

“Did you write it down?”

Frankie followed the sounds of his friends, grabbing a box of cereal he needed; knowing that his daughter liked one brand and only one brand. He didn’t mind much, because it gave him a routine for grocery shopping. Always easier than what Will was currently doing. Standing with Benny and Santi as they tried to figure out what in the hell Will’s wife actually said.

“Call her.” Santi picked up a bottle of creamer he needed for his coffee. “Better to call her and get it right.”

“Can’t forget the milk.”

His head had begun to hurt every time your voice echoed in his head. A sharp pain right in the front of his forehead, until his vision went fuzzy for a few seconds. He figured it was dehydration causing the pain, because this had never happened before. The echo of your voice, louder than before. Almost as if you were speaking directly in his ear.

“Fuck my head hurts.”

You rubbed at the exact spot on your forehead that seemed to be bothering Frankie as well. His voice, thoughts, all of it had become a problem since you walked into this damn grocery store. If you could turn off your mind, you would, but then you’d miss his company. Even if he wasn’t around to actually accompany you to the store. After a shit day of dealing with your boss who had called you minutes before to tell you that you had to finish your assignment or else you would be looking for a different job, and your car nearly dying on you.

You simply needed a glass of wine to help appease everything.

“Frankie, can you grab the other one too?” A blond man said, his arms full of groceries. Two other men followed behind him.

Something in your mind clicked at the name. Frankie. No, that wasn’t possible. The man in your mind wasn’t the same one at the store. Besides, it was a common name. You agreed that you were just about to happen on a stranger; even if you wanted to pick out Frankie in a crowd of people you’d never be able to. His looks only existed in your imaginations.

“Do you have pain killer amigo?” A man in a flannel walked in your direction, a baseball cap on his head to most likely tame the curls that threatened to peek out, rubbing his head.

“Just grab a bottle. Got a headache?”

The man you assumed to be Frankie shrugged. “It’s just loud in my head is all.”

Loud...oh.

“Would be easier if she could tell me why this was happening.”

You gasped, dropping the basket you were holding and drawing the attention of the men, your hands shaking from the thoughts that were going through your head. It wasn’t a mistake. This wasn’t just another man who’s name happened to be Frankie, and you weren’t going insane after all. He was here. In front of you. And suddenly you couldn’t think of anything to say.

Think…

“I like the one on the top shelf the most.”

Sending thoughts his way only seemed to work at odd times and you hoped that he heard you. Hoped that you were indeed correct. His hand reached for the one at the top shelf, glancing at the bottle before turning around to stop at the sight of you. The basket, still in a heap at your feet; tears in your eyes.

“Frankie?” you asked, voice wavering.

The breath was knocked from his lungs, a blow to his heart as well as every other part of him, because he knew that voice. Knew it better than he knew his own. Had heard it at every dark point in his life; the guiding angel that dragged him back to the living.

“It’s you,” he said, the bottle of painkillers now forgotten.

“Hi.” You weren’t quite sure to say. What do you say to someone whose voice has occupied your mind for years?

He stepped closer, needed to feel you, needing to know that this wasn’t some figment of his imagination. “Y/N,” he mumbled, seeing the way your face lit up at the sound of your name.

“Odd place to meet at a grocery store,” you said, watching as he came closer.

He smiled and it was even better than you imagined it to be. “Worth it.”

“Definitely worth it.”

It was probably a bad idea, but Frankie didn’t give a shit anymore. Because all he could think about was your voice in his head as he fought through nightmares. Through his addiction. As he tried not to die. Your voice that had kept him sane through all these years. Cupping your face he kissed you lightly at first, waiting to see how it would be received. You might push him off for all he knew.

A small noise of surprise left you, but you knocking the cap off his head, your fingers tangling in his mess of curls, told him that you wanted this just as much as he did. Because he was there for you just as much as you were for him. Through the hard nights of being lonely, through wondering if this was all worth it. He was there.

Frankie. Your one true love.

(updated 11/10/18)

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Part 3 

Part 4 

Part 5

Part 6 

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Part 7

Part 8 

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Part 9

Part 10 

Part 11 

Part 12 - coming soon

◞⁺ synopsis :

after losing most of what you have, you were left with no choice but to cling on the remaining pride in your blood, looking for alternative ways to continue living the life you were used to. but things doesn't always go in your way because the day you pressed yes on that damn app, flashing you the face of the man you're bound to please, your life has changed forever.

◞⁺ details :

sugar daddy! diluc x fem! reader, college au, a tiny bit of angst, little plot + full of porn, you have a god-complex, diluc is a little ooc, tw : student-teacher relationship

◞⁺ dedicated to :

my precious soul-twin @kitakawass because i know how much you simp for this man right here so i hope you'll love this gift i made for you 🥺

𝗢𝟭⠀The Goddess' Pride

𝗢𝟮⠀What a pleasant surprise

𝗢𝟯⠀Meet me in my Office

𝗢𝟰⠀Naughty Little Girl

𝗢𝟱⠀Good Student in the Streets

𝗢𝟲⠀Follow my Rules and I'll be yours

𝗢𝟳⠀The Uncrowned King with his Queen

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