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kpforpresident · 9 hours

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For lite smut Wednesday, what if Hiro interrupts Clarke and Lexa's steamy makeout session after they come back from a date? He keeps pawing at their door and meowing for attention when they're halfway undressed on the bed

A thoughtful finger traced the pulse thrumming in Clarke's neck, slim nail trailing over the dips and valleys of the soft, golden skin. Clarke rolled into the reverent hands, a small smile glancing across her face as she moved.

"Beautiful girl, lift your hips for me," came the breathy whisper from somewhere around Clarke's rib cage as Lexa slowly worked her way down Clarke's body, shifting the liquid silk dress up higher to reveal muscular thighs.

Clarke moved as though in a dream, the bright blue material fluttering off her body and down to the far cover of their bed as she crawled back to prop herself against the mound of pillows, reaching for her tipsy girlfriend as she did so.

Lexa crawled up the bed, eyes practically black in the dim light of the lamp as she moved up Clarke's body.

The room was quiet save the sound of their breathing as Lexa slowly lowered her lips to the perfect slope of Clarke's breast, preparing to set her teeth into the curve, then-

mrrrrrrOWWWW. Meow? MeOw? MEOW? rrrrrft.

Lexa blew out a breath as she lowered her forehead to Clarke's ribs in defeat, which were now shaking in silent laughter.

Out of the corner of her eye she could see a white mittened paw flailing wildly under the closed bedroom door, quickly followed by its mate.

Lexa, rolling her eyes silently, sat up with her giggling girlfriend to watch for a long moment as Hiro's petulant cries continued to increase in volume, until the small kitten was full out wailing on the other side of the closed door.

Clarke popped up from the rumpled bed, sauntering by Lexa cheekily to open the bedroom door. An irate black kitten sat on the other side as the door swung open, tail swishing angrily as she stalked past Clarke's feet to jump hauntily into her window bed, curling into a black void before closing glowing green eyes.

Clarke and Lexa looked at each other before Clarke flopped on the bed again, pulling Lexa down with her.

"I still cannot believe you brought home a parking lot kitten to terrorize us, Clarke-"

"Don't speak of your daughter like that, Alexandria-"

#plant shop au #clexa #we love hiro

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littlelasagne · 4 months

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WIP Wednesday

I had a free week before Christmas and I wanted to write something festive for Levi's bday BUT I got super sick and couldn't finish in time 🥲 I am sick of getting sick 😭 IDK when I'll have time to finish this now. 😭😭 When someonestolemyshoes came to visit me, we found a plant shop right next to a tea shop. Levihan right?! I even bought a plant and named it Hange 😊 So this AU was inspired by those shops - Levi and tea, Hange and plants, but with my own spin on it. I spent way too long mapping out the street and not enough time writing lol. It's also enemies to lovers because I've never written it and thought it would be fun. Scuse typos!

Petra fiddled with the lock to her shop. Granny’s Fudge Pantry. Its pale pink and white exterior was kooky enough to convince the tourists to pay for extortionately priced fudge. At least it was good fudge.

“I’m rolling out the Christmas menu this week,” she said, gritting her teeth as she struggled with the lock. “I’ll bring you round some candy cane bites if I ever get this door open.”

The lock clicked and Petra bustled inside her shop. Hange stayed outside to relish the peace before she had to go inside and deal with the three hundred mini fir trees and potentially hundreds of christmas shoppers.

He came up the street in his long black coat, a white scarf round his neck and a briefcase in his hands. Huh, since when did Levi carry a briefcase?

Hange knew better than to try and talk to him, but pissing him off first thing on a Monday would make the start of his week slimy and ultimately, bring a lot of joy to hers.

“Good morning, Levi!” Hange called in her jolliest voice. He didn’t bother sparing her a glance. He stood metres away from her and just like Petra, he struggled to open the lock to his Tea Emporium. “Get up to much this weekend?” No answer. “Feeling festive yet?” No answer. “The boiler still on the brink in there?” No answer. “So what’s in the briefcase, you smuggling illicit tea or something?” No answer. “Talk to me, peahead.”

“Morning, Levi!” Despite the cold, Petra had come back outside. She’d taken off her coat and had a festive apron around her waist.

“Morning, Petra.” He always replied to her. Hange rolled her eyes. Petra beamed.

“I’ve got some nice Christmas fudge out this week, I’ll bring you some!”

“I’d like that,” Levi said. With a thump, he’d opened his lock and quickly hurried inside his dusty shop.

Petra smiled at Hange, her eyes darting to the ground and her cheeks flushing. She hurried back into the warmth. Sure it was pathetic, but Hange couldn’t blame Petra for having a crush on Levi. She had once harboured a crush – a brief one at that – on Levi too.

#wip wednesdays #levihan fanfiction #levihan #tea shop au #plant shop au #christmas #ive not written since september #it felt nice to get lost in a story for a while

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kp4president · 1 year

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reposting this on here because tumblr can smd

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Post first few dates, Clarke takes a lot of cold showers and spends a lot of quality time with her favourite vibrator. Something in Lexa's eyes keeps her from going any farther than roaming hands, swallowing a muffled groan as Lexa gently settles herself onto Clarke's lap, eyes huge and darkening by degrees as her forest gaze fixes itself on Clarke's kiss-bruised mouth.

Their first time is after a handful of dates, a few steamy make out sessions on Clarke's couch, full of syrupy kisses and Lexa panting hotly onto Clarke's neck before shaking her head slightly and pulling away unsteadily, the slinky beats of the 1975 pouring through the speakers that perch on Clarke's wooden bookshelves.

Most of those hot and heavy handsy make out sessions end with Clarke walking Lexa quietly to her door, hands intertwined as they hover in the entryway, Lexa brushing the softest series of kisses to Clarke's flushed cheeks before quietly leaving.

After a brisk walk home, Lexa thuds her head against her door after tottering through her front door, groaning quietly as she scrubs her hands over her face.

"What the fuck, Lex?"

Lexa nearly swallows her tongue as she whirls around to see an extremely unimpressed Anya sitting on her kitchen counter, easily cracking open a bottle of beer with her back teeth as she settles back comfortably into place.

"Holy shit, Ahn, that key is for emergencies-are your teeth ok-"

"This is clearly an emergency, Lexa, if I have to hear you whine about how hot Clarke's hands are for one more day I am going to lose my goddamn mind," Anya says pointedly as she nudges a shot glass full of mysterious clear liquid towards Lexa's curious gaze, hand hesitantly extending.

"I'm gonna need you to take this shot, buck the fuck up, and go back and bone your girl."

Lexa chokes slightly as her hand freezes midway through reaching for the shot, feeling a flush roil over her entire body.

"Ahn, it's not that I don't want to-" Lexa starts quietly, rolling the very full shot glass through pensive fingers.

Anya cuts her off with a roll of a slender hand as she tilts her head back gracefully to take a long pull of the golden beer in hand, condensation rolling down the bottle as she sets it back on the counter with a clink.

"Lex, every time I've been around when you've come back from a date with Blondie you're walked by with huge unfocused gay heart eyes to take the longest shower known to womankind. I know you have a huge girl-boner for her, what the fuck are you waiting for? She's crazy about you, you can practically see the cartoon hearts that swim around her head whenever she stops by your shop."

Lexa feels an involuntary smile crack across her face as she remembers Clarke stopping by the shop with tacos from the food truck Lexa had offhandedly mentioned she loved earlier in the week, mentioning she had been in the area.

Not knowing that Lexa knew that the food truck was in the opposite end of town on Tuesdays.

Lexa shakes her head as she snaps back to the present, absently draining the shot with a slight grimace as she nudges Anya over on the counter to hop up next to her.

"I absolutely do, Anya, it's just been a while since Costia, and I'm, you know, nervous-"

Lexa squeaks in surprise as two heavy hands reach down to grasp her shoulders and shove her brusquely off of the counter. Lexa topples to the floor, a puppet with their strings cut as she looks up at a smug Anya in abject betrayal, eyes wide.

"Lexa, I swear to god if you don't march back to Clarke right now and put both of you out of this abstinence misery bullshit..." Anya hisses like an angry goose, yanking a stunned Lexa off of the floor and brushing her off gently. Seeing the slight terror on Lexa's face, Anya softened slightly as she draped Lexa's coat over her shoulders, ushering her towards the door.

"Lexa, you could strip butt naked in front of Clarke and dance the hokey pokey and she'd still think the sun shines out of your ass. She really likes you and will probably spontaneously explode the moment you lay hands on her. Relax, have fun, and get out of your damn head about it."

Lexa smiles begrudgingly as she nods, the tequila shot thrumming through her body as she turns unsteadily to head back to Clarke's.

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Clarke is just emerging, towel clap and flushed from her shower when a loud knockknockknock. Confused, she squeezes a handful of water out of her hair, shaking the wet mass of curls side to side as she peeks carefully out of her viewfinder to see-

"Lex?"

Lexa stumbles in, pupils blown wide at the sight of Clarke, pale skin glowing with tiny gems of fractured water droplets, towel twisted to showcase long legs and toned arms.

"I- Clarke- you-" Lexa stammers, gaze skittering over Clarke's barely clad body to land fixed on a point just above Clarke's head. Clarke's eyebrows drew together as she takes in Lexa, panting in her doorway, the curious scent of tequila drifting in the air around her.

"Were you drinking?"

Clarke's curious inquiry is cut off by lips crashing into her, a tidal wave of Lexa washing over her as she throws herself at Clarke.

They kiss heavily for a moment as Lexa slowly grows bolder, hands roaming to every exposed swatch of skin she can reach, fingers skimming over damp shoulder blades, lips sweeping over goose-bump dappled collarbones. Clarke fights to keep still as she revels in Lexa's explorations, heart rate thrumming in her ears as she leans into the onslaught of kneading hands and the slightest graze of teeth.

With what feels like Herculean effort, Clarke pulls herself away gently, just enough to rescue the tucked corner of her towel from exploring fingers.

"Lexa, are you sure?" Clarke stresses the last syllable meaningfully as she nudges forward to meet Lexa's clear gaze.

Lexa nods softly as she tips her forehead in to meet Clarke's, breathing in her clean scent for a long moment as she focuses on the feeling of Clarke's fingers tracing meaningless shapes into her clothed hipbone.

"I want this, I want you." Lexa manages to whisper as she leans forward to capture Clarke's mouth again, sucking her bottom lip between her teeth and biting, just hard enough to elicit a breathy little moan that sent her stomach swooping pleasantly.

Clarke pulled back just enough to nod slightly, the towel falling away as she reached under Lexa's t-shirt hem, smirking slightly at how the smooth skin shivered in response to her touch.

Lexa shuffled forward dazedly as Clarke tugged her towards her bedroom, head lolling back as warm hands made quick work of her top.

"I can't wait to get you in my bed," Clarke murmured they tripped through Clarke's doorway, Clarke making quick work of the singular button on Lexa's jeans. "I can't wait to taste you, I can't wait to make you tremble and fall apart."

A garbled moan burst out of Lexa's mouth at Clarke's silky words, tiny ears flushing red as they tumble into bed together.

They don't emerge until the morning, sunlight pouring through the high windows as they slowly untangle from each other, having gravitated into each other's arms when they collapsed in the early hours of the morning, a faint sheen of sweat coating heavy limbs as they fall into each other.

Lexa shows up to work the next day with dark circles ringing her eyes but a smile as bright as the sun gracing her cheeks, practically skipping into work until Anya's subtle smirk and crooked eyebrow.

A bouquet of bright red roses show up at Lexa's shop the next day, the only signature on the card a kiss stamped in red lipstick, and a cursive C.

#clexa #plant shop au #i am reposting this here because i posted it and then tumblr KILLED my blog in the dead of night

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esthyradler · 1 month

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When your friends are better scientists than you are

#I wanted to do some childhood/teen miyuki spork and zam trio stuff #spork should be into botanics since in this au he has a plant shop lol #invader zim #my drawings #dr.zam #invader zim oc #comic #tallest spork #tallest miyuki

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little-pondhead · 1 year

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man i'm on a roll tonight

DP x DC idea:

Bruce Wayne has somehow managed to become the unofficial guardian of at least two more kids. Maybe three. He's not sure yet. Various members of the Batfamily have made new friends recently and have been having them hang out at Wayne manor for extensive periods of time. Now only if he could actually meet the rascals face-to-face, maybe he could adopt them for real.

or

Danny, Elle, and Jazz have all made friends with different Wayne kids at different times from different places. Damian met Elle at school, Danny met Tim while working at a coffee shop, and Jazz met Cass outside the local theater. All three visit the manor separately, and no one communicates that they've befriended people from the same family. Eventually, however, their hangout sessions accidentally overlap and the Waynes have to deal with the excitement of three Fentons under a single roof.

Let's just say there's a reason the three of them live separately.

#pondhead blurbs #danny phantom #the three aren't mad at each other or anything #it's just no house other than their parent's can withstand more than one Fenton at a time #So Elle is enrolled in school and stays with sam above this nice flower shop that has carnivorous plants #danny is working towards his GED and working at a coffee shop on the side and lives with tucker #jazz got emancipated and had technus fuck with her records so she could get her own apartment near the iceberg lounge #which she works at part time as a performer maybe #why is everyone in gotham? idk #either all five of them got sucked into a portal to another dimension #or you can go the angst route and have a bad reveal au #so everyone just picks up their lives and moves with danny #throw in dan who maybe travels for work #or he's wormed his way into vlad's life and becomes heir to vladco instead of danny in an attempt of weird revenge #but everyone is like 'this is for the better' and now dan is stuck in corporate meetings all because he wanted to steal what was danny's #dpxdc

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ashchoo · 5 months

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Dr. Lycoris,,,,so so silly

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kitty-mactabbysh · 8 months

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Writer Soap AU in which he's stuck in a romantic scene in his book and Ghost, as the good friend that he is, decides to give him some "inspiration"

And now Soap's writing the steamiest sex scene ever based off of his own experiences last night ♡♡

They're not dating yet, even I don't know what they are

Writing AUs is so much more fun than writing the original universe I might stick to that.

#ghostsoap #soapghost #call of duty: modern warfare ii #cod mwii #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #ghost probably owns a plant shop #writer soap au #mactavish the celebrated writer

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tiredmutt1999 · 9 months

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Little Gift Shop of Horrors

I've listened to the entire musical at least once a day the past week, I forgot to post it here tho

#my art #gravity falls #gravity falls art #stancest #stanford pines #stanley pines #they arent grunkles yet #little shop of horrors #lsoh au #lsoh fanart #bill cipher #billford? i guess?#because seymour was def bangin the plant so ford would be doin the same right???

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evermorethecrow · 2 months

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FLASHING IMAGES/COLOURS!!!!!11

aishite aishite aishite chuuya

the song

Japanese to English translation by chocoyouchuu‎ from the Vocaloid Lyrics Wiki!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#bsd #its yuukover #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #i love him #chuuyabsd #bsd art #chuuya #bungo stray dogs manga #my corrupt art #chuuya au #bsd chuuya #chuuya bsd #fanart #bsd fanart #vocaloid songs #yuuko au #plant shop au #evermore is fun

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fellshish · 5 months

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In almost every human AU I've seen Crowley always has a plant shop, but has anyone consider nerd Crowley? A grumpy-secretly- kind astronomer who met Aziraphale when he went to the bookshop searching for science books? Who takes Aziraphale to stargazing and tries to explain him the complexity of the universe? Who discovers a new star and names it "Aziraphale"? Heck someone make a fanfic where he jokes that he would like to visit Alpha Centauri.

"And how would you go there?"

"Dunno, I could drive in the Bentley? It would take some million years though, and that's with light speed. So nah, I don't like long trips."

"Well, considering you drive at 90 mph in the center of Soho I don't think you would have a lot of problem."

I think this is your ‘i should become a fic writer’ moment

#my asks #good omens #also there’s many non plant shop aus right?#thinking about slow show [always]

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kp4president · 1 year

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Do Clarke and Lexa have any cute couple nighttime routines before going to bed?

they fuck nasty

kidding kidding 😏

they always curl into each other before bed, Lexa the big spoon, burying her nose into Clarke's golden waves to nudge a brush of lips to a toasty hairline.

Clarke always makes tea for Lexa before going to bed, a warm hand brushing down Lexa's hair as she presses a kiss to her forehead before retreating into her study to paint for an hour or two.

They do the after dinner dishes together, the quiet murmur of the record player floating on a soft breeze into the kitchen. Dishes clink as they move gracefully around each other in the cozy space, a routine borne of familiarity and time and love.

#plant shop au #clexa

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gay-ratt · 28 days

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