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i need an au where flowershop owner, Kirishima, is enjoying his birthday party that Mina throws him... only to figure out Kaminari bought him a stripper. That night he has a magical gay awakening. Then the next day, her goes to a coffee shop to get his usual... only to find that the barista looks familiar, he just can't remember where from. Meanwhile, Katski is a stripper with Clark Kent syndrome... which allows him to also work as a barista. He's having issues after a hard break up with Midoriya and is trying to move on after a year of being alone. Meanwhile, Midoriya is a college student in the strangest love affair between Ochako, a bubbily baker, Toga, a street thug, Todoroki, a boy with daddy issues, and Melissa, a fellow college student. And maybe another side plot of Tetsutetsu being in love with Kaminari but being a constant regualr of the esteemed stripper, Dynamight, respectively.

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It's not quite this prompt but it was what I was going for.

“Welcome to Pantry.”

Chapter 1

“Welcome to Pantry, a small quaint town full of shakers of all shapes, flavors, and sizes.” a soothing voice says over the cassette tape I am listening to, recommended by the bus driver. “Only one bus ever comes to Pantry, arriving only on Saturdays, arriving in the mornings and pulling off at dusk. Never miss the bus or you’ll be stuck here for the next week.”

As the bus drove, I looked out the window. It was raining outside, raindrops racing down the window, the glass cold on my forehead that pressed against it. The bus hummed gently, jostling a little every now and again, few actually being on the bus.

We passed through a forest, getting sneak peaks at the wildlife within, something new to a city girl like me. As we move more inland, I notice the long and plentiful pastures. Everything from wheat, cotton, rice, pumpkins and other produce.

When we finally pull into the bus stop, I see the small town square where a strange statue stands. A statue of an elderly male shaker stood in the square, his hand outstretched as if he’s greeting me personally. His smile seemed genuine, almost perfectly crafted to warm your heart.

I reach out, gently grasping his hand with a smile.

I’m sure Mother would’ve loved this statue.

“Oh, looks like you’ve taken a liking to Grandfather.” says a girl, warm and gently. Her skin was fawn, as if it had been gently roasted under the summer’s sun, and freckled. Her hair fell down her back, curling at the end.

“Grandfather?”

“Mhm.” she nods. “The founder of the town, Grandfather Cannella Cinnamon. Built most of this city by hand.”

As she says that, the cassette tape that I had left playing begins to go over the history of the girl’s grandfather’s statue.

“Rumor has it that no one is quite sure where the statue came from, one day it wasn’t there and the next day it was. Stranger thing yet, you don’t often see it’s position change, as if it moves when no one is looking.”

I turn off the cassette tape before turning to her.

“I guess I can be your personal welcome committee, seeing as I found you and all.” she says, dramatically flipping her hair. “If you haven’t guessed, I am Canna Cinnamon, but just call me Cinnamon.”

“Oh, hello. I’m Clover Honey.” I say, tucking my hair behind my ear, flustered. “But you can just call me Honey.”

“Oh wow, we just met and we’re calling each other terms of endearment.” she chuckles at my expense, my cheeks warming. She grabs my hand. “I’ve got to introduce you to someone. You’ll get along just fine.”

She pulls me astray, leading me to a large home with a sign that reads Sucrose. When we enter, my mouth instantly begins to water as the smell of pastry overflows my senses. All around are shelves and displays of all different bread, pastries, and other baked goods. At the front counter, handmade candies sat in small glass dishes and bowls.

“Oma, we hebben klanten!” calls out a female shaker at the counter, reading a romance novel, her reading glass barely placed on her nose. She had her hair tied up in a braid that casually draped down her right shoulder.

“Ik hou van klanten! Vertel ze dat we vandaag muffins uitverkoop hebben!” a voice response from in the back, presumably the kitchen, it sounding old and withered. The shaker at the counter sighs before looking up with a “Laat maar, het is gewoon kaneel.”

There is a clang and a crash in the kitchen before the disheveled shaker comes out of the kitchen. She looks to be about my age, her hair pinned up and what looks to be icing smeared on her face.

“Kaneel! Hoi!” she says. Cinnamon cocks her eyebrow at her before the girl realizes her error, smacking herself on the forehead. “Cinnamon, Hi.”

“Hey there, Sugarcube.” Cinnamon says, leaning on the counter, wiping off the icing on the poor baker’s face. The baker blushes with a “Thank you.” causing another shaker, a young boy, to wretch from behind the counter.

“Flirt later met je vriendin, je bent aan het werk!” he whines.

“Ze is niet mijn vriendin!” the baker squeaks.

“En ik ben niet oud.” the voice from the kitchen calls out.

“Oma!”

Cinnamon giggles at the shenanigans before turning to me.

“This is the new girl, Clover Honey. But she wants to be called Honey.”

The baker’s eyes light up, her smiling.

“Well, welcome to the Sucrose family, Honey. My name is Pearl Sugar! That grump at the counter is Demerara Sugar, “Rara” for short.” when she says that Demerara’s face scrunches with disgust and her hand flings out to hit Pearl in the shoulder. “This little heathen is Kane Sugar.” She ruffles the hair of the little shaker, who had gotten his hand inside one of the glass candy jars. “And inside the kitchen is our Oma… uh, er… Gran Sugar.”

As introductions are being made, the door opens revealing another shaker, but instead of being a pale white like any of the Sugars, they have a nice molasses tone, their hair pinned up the same way as Demerara. She wore roller skates and was sweating, as if she had been out in the sun for a while.

“Made it.” she gasps out, strolling in before pressing herself against the cold counter. “Twelve delivery orders in a row.”

“And this…” Pearl says, pointing at the breathless individual, “is my step-sister, Turbinado Sugar. She’s our delivery girl.”

Turbinado looks over at me with a smile in her eye.

“Who’s this?”

“Her name is Honey, she’s the new girl in town.” Cinnamon says. With that, Turbinado cackles, wrapping her arms around me.

“Nature’s sugar!” she says. I wince, acknowledging that in some cases, honey is recognized as a “natural” sugar. “Reuniting the family.”

“So… you never told us where you are from?” Cinnamon says, causing me to wince.

“Um… I come from Cabinet.” I say softly.

“Ooh, city girl.” Turbinado coos. “What brings you to a small town like this?”

What doesn’t? I think.

“I… overslept on the bus.” I fib, not wanting to get into the intricacies of how or why I am here.

“Oh… well, the bus won’t be back for another week. Do you need a place to stay?” Cinnamon says, pulling out her phone and messaging someone.

“I do… but I don't want to impose.” I say, looking down at the floor.

“Oh not at all, I’m sure we can find a place for you.”

Kane crawls on the floor before looking up at me, his eyes sincere.

“Your eyes are two different colors.” he says, bluntly. My heterochromia isn’t a big secret or anything, one of my eyes being ember and the other one being brown. Most people ignore it or have the decency not to bring it up. “Are you a witch?”

“Kane!” Demerara scolds.

“What?” Kane whines at the same time I nervously chuckle, “Oh no, don’t worry. It’s fine.” He grabs the end of my skirt, continuing with a “It’s okay if you are… a witch, I mean. There’s a lot of strange things in this town, Things that can’t be explained.” he says, ominously. “Things you might not be able to comprehend.”

“Alrighty. Enough of that.” Cinnamon ushers, the small shaker aside. “I should get her settled in at the inn.”

“Okay, come back soon.” Pearl says, waving as she ducks back in the kitchen.

“You know I hate to go, but… I know you love to watch me leave.” Cinnamon singsongs, swinging her arm around my shoulder with a playful wink before leading me out. Pearls squeak before returning to the kitchen, Kane and Demerara sticking out their tongues with a fake gag.

Cinnamon takes me to an inn called the Steeping Leaf, where when you first walk in the room smelled of incense, a warm, earthy scene, luring you into a sense of comfort and ease. At the front podium was a tall slender female shaker dressed in a robe that slid down her shoulders, making her look promiscuous, her purple hair falling down one side, drinking tea.

“Well, well, well. Who do we got here?” she says, leaning in to look at me, exposing her cleavage a bit. I blush, averting my gaze. “Welcome to the Steeping Leaf, my name is Chamomile.”

“Hello, my name is Clover Honey.” I say, my voice imitating a mouse.

“She’s looking for a room.” Canella says, curtly. “She’s going to be here for a week.”

“Hm… well, isn’t that lovely? The last person who stayed at my inn for a week ended up staying for life, so I’m sure that you are going to love this quaint little town.” she smiles slyly, before pulling back with a “If you want a room.” she says, her voice light and fluttery like a lullaby, “Then you are in luck. But first, some questions. How well do you sleep on a scale of 1-6.6 being the best and 1 being the worst?”

“A four… sometimes I have a hard time getting and staying asleep.” I say, rubbing the back of my neck. The shaker just nods, pursing her lips with a “Any particular reason why?”

I shake my head.

“Nerves? Maybe? Sometimes it's the noises in the night, or it being too dark in my room, or the thought of being alone or being watched by some unknown force. That at one second everything is going to go wrong or that I had forgotten something important. That I had deviated from routine and now I'm thrown out of whack…”

“Paranoia.” she says, simply, her hand dipping down towards the bottom of the hay holder.

“Heavy sleeper, light sleeper.”

“A mix of the two. Heavy when I'm tired and have no problem sleeping but light any other time.”

The hostess bites her lip, her fingers dancing around.

“And last but not least, how do you like your tea?”

“Um… hot?” i say, lamely, which causes her to giggle before reaching out and grabbing a spoon off the 5th rack, labeled Passionflower. She places it in my hand gently with a “I suggest having a cup of our special blended tea every night before you go to bed or whenever you need to relax.”

“And when you need to pick me up, we have a delightful blend for in the morning.” says a large burly shaker, coming out from behind the curtains that cuts us off from the rest of the inn. His creamy white long hair is loose and falls down past his shoulders, outlining the nice mocha complexion he has going on. He held onto one of those “Dad of the Year'' cups, the contents inside of it, steaming. “It's the family homebrew or if you’re into the fancier sets, I can whip you up one of those as well.”

“I can always go for a cup of coffee if Joe is the one making it.” Canella vouches with a wink.

“Joe?” What a strange name.

“Short for Jamocha.” he says with a smile. “But enough with introductions, let’s get you settled in.”

Past the curtains and down the hall there were six doors, each labeled a type of flavor or fragrance. My room was the third door to the left, “Floral Passionfruit.”

Inside was a quaint little room with a bed, desk, wardrobe, and loveseat. True to the name, the room smelt like an assortment of flowers and the lighting was gentle on the eyes. There was a gentle white noise coming from somewhere in the room.

The bed sinks a couple inches when I sit back on it, it being soft and bouncy. I lay down and stare up at the ceiling.

Today was a strange day… I wonder what tomorrow is going to be like? I have a whole week ahead of me after all.

Writing Prompt #1700

She sat curled against the seat in the windowsill, staring out at the pouring rain. A long-cold, half-consumed mug sat in her hands, as if it were still of much use. She was comfortable here. She could say that with certainty.

But just a touch of her wanted to go out there and escape.

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rebooting my BorderMares! series. have a couple chapters done and drawing character concepts as i go. will have more

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when drawing bird characters in human style, beak or no beak? are their arms wings or arms, arms with feathers? i keep the tail feathers but should i keep the talons? oes it matter as long as you know who it is? like i didn't give katt cat ears but you know she's still Katt, right

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drawing my animal crossing waifus because i can. idk, was planning on making a medival!esque story kinda like Aphmau's minecraft Diaries but idk, haven't been in a writing mood.

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Karaoke Night Part 4.

Kiri holding Bakugo's hand as he has a bromantic candlelight dinner: Bro, your stare, those eyes I- (Love it when you look at me baby)

(brushing his fingers against bakugo's lips) Your lips, your smile I- (Love it when you kiss me baby)

(thumbing the exposed skin above bakugo's hip) Your hips, those thighs I- (Love it when you thug me baby)

And I can't, deny I- (Love it when I'm witchu baby)

Sero and Kaminari who was also invited to the candlelight dinner: So... we're just... were just gonna go...

Song by Ja Rule- Mesmerize

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Karaoke Night Pt. 3

Everyone minding their own business while taking a 5 minute break during training.

Mina, turning her cap: Here I go, here I go, here I go again (again?)

Girls, what's my weakness?

Uraraka: (Men!)

Mina: Ok then, chillin', chillin', mindin' my business (word)

Yo, Salt, I looked around, and I couldn't believe this

I swear, I stared, my niece my witness

Uraraka Walks over to deku, motions toward his muscles:

The brother had it goin' on with somethin' kinda... uh

Mina: Wicked, wicked (oooo) - had to kick it (literally kicks Uraraka into Deku, causing him to catch her)

I'm not shy so I asked for the digits

A ho? No, that don't make me

See what I want slip slide to it swifty (uses her acid to slid in front of deku, rolls hips)

Felt it in my hips so I dipped back to my bag of tricks (backbends)

Uraraka: Then I flipped for a tip, make me wanna do tricks for him (front flips into a split)

Mina: Lick him like a lollipop should be licked ( motions a licking motion between her fingers and then winks at Uraraka, who blushes)

Uraraka pushing Mina away: Came to my senses and I chilled for a bit

Don't know how you do the voodoo that you do (grabs onto deku's arm) So well it's a spell, hell, makes me wanna shoop shoop shoop

idk, this one could have come out better, but i wanted to expand from the bakusquad... i didn't think Uraraka would have the confidence to do this alone so i enlisted Mina

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Another Glee moment

Bakugo and Kirishima sitting at a restraunt having a fancy dinner, while the rest of Bakusquad sit nearby three tables away, obviously hiding behind menus

Bakugo*frustrated*: so is this a date or what? Are we official?

Kirishima: wait? I thought this was a date, i ordered shrimp? and last week when we took a bath together, wasn't that a date?

Bakugo, tearing up

Kirishima: did i say something wrong

Bakugo: No, I'm just so happy

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karaoke night pt.2

Bakugo kicking down Kiri's door:

Boy, I've been all over the world, Looking for you. I'm known for taking what I think I deserve, And you're overdue.

(Gets on top of Kiri)

And if you listen you can hear me through the radio, In that bright white noise.

What I been missing in my life, What I been dreaming of

You'll be that boy

You'll be that boy

Kiri: i love you

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Karaoke Night pt. 1

(Music blasting from in Kiri's room)

Oh yeah, your love it gets me hotter than a flame *kirishima grabs bakugo’s hand and pulls him closer until they are nose to nose*

Fever at the mention of your name *bakugo blushes*

Don't wanna get too caught up in the game

Too late *kaminari, Mina, and sero join in behind him*

Too late, you're taking me over

I knew I was in trouble when you held my hand *insert flashback of kamino incident*

You radiate emotion that I just don't understand

You move me with desire, this was not my plan *tilts head up toward him*

Oh no *kaminari, Mina, and sero join in behind him*

Oh no, I'm going under *pulls away*

Kiri: You're like water, I can't hold you *dramatically wraps arms around himself, Mina, Kaminari, and sero joining in*

Mina: Slip through my fingers, I can't control you *shakes hands like she’s shaking off water*

Sero: I'm on fire with your crazy energy, *starts fanning himself*

Kaminari: it's lightning. Look what you do to me *Kaminari just vibing*

You're like sexy dynamite *everyone does bakugo’s pose*

You cause explosions inside me every night *eyebrow wiggle*

You're like sexy dynamite *everyone does bakugo’s pose*

You cause explosions inside me every night

Bakugo blushes.

Bakugo: “You have 5 seconds to get undressed”

Kiri: All of us or just me?

Bakugo: Yes

Song by the Orion Experience

would do the whole song if requested

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while writing animal crossing fanfiction, i began making oc villagers. here was one of my ideas, Funguys. Small mushroom people. I thought it would be cute to bring some fantasy sprites to the game.

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Woodland spices

Maple is sweet and ditzy, loves to take naps under trees and can't resist her sweet tooth to save her life.

Hickory likes a long drag from her pipe on a warm afternoon, barbeques, and the occasional asskicking.

Applewood is a good boy who's just happy to be here.

What do you think?

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Mina(painting her nails): did you see how mr aizawa was limping this morning?

denki (charging his phone): yeah, i bet he had a rough night with present mic, if you know what i mean

sero(chokes on his cereal): dude no- you don't think

mina: oh my gosh! do you think there dating

bakugo(resting on kirishima's shoulder): no you idiot, fucking doesn't mean they're dating

Kirishima: yeah, or else me and bakugo would be dating

everyone: ...

bakugo and kirishima: ///o.o////

denki: so it's entirely possible that they are dating

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Spice story

not me thinking about how when i was younger i made a rpg au with the character being named after spices and then drew fanart of it and now finding it years later.

Also, not me thinking about revamping it because im bored.

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Creature Street Isadore and an oc sister.

when i was scrolling through pinterest i saw this really cute picture of isabelle hanging out with Isadore from Creature Street, which i guess is some small parody of Animal Crossing. everyone was calling her a ripoff and it made me a little sad but then i was like, "if she's a ripoff of Isabelle, then she must have a twin. So i made her a twin sister named Mckenzie. i portrayed them as lions because Isadore looked like a lion but apparently they are dogs?

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in the closet

Mina: hey katsuki, you're gay is showing

bakugo: goddamn it gay, i said "get back in the closet"

*throws pillow at Kirishima* *kirishima shrieks*

Kirisihima: rude *slams closet door*

Mina: what was that for?

bakugo: I'm just not ready for it to come out yet

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My self insert for My Hero academia rp. The Artsy hero, PaperMate! Her quirk is Paper, being able to manipulate paper on whim. Nothing too special.