#toasty's school doodles

[toastingpencils37]

Bruh. So I was taking the PSAT today, and on my scratch paper, I drew some doodles.

Specifically a turtle hand (that kind of looks more like a foot with a random thumb but whatever. still looked nice), two turtle feet (one being a side angle & the other being a front angle) a simplistic minifig side headshot of Doroma, Dorama's staff, Lloyd's sword, and a side angle of a human foot.

But since I had to turn it in, and I probably wasn't allowed to take pictures of it, I don't have any actual pictures to post of it.

And I'm pretty sure the scratch paper isn't even going to be returned to me, and is just going to get thrown away.

#i didn't put that much effort into them. but I still liked them #lowkey should have taken a picture of them and then edited the photos to hide my handwriting or some shit #toasty's art #toasty's traditional art #toasty's school doodles

[the-moon-devi]

🍨What Flavor Cookie are you based on the BAKER ASTEROID? PT.2 🍡

🧁BAKER ASTEROID◇◇ 《2549》🧁

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DESCRIPTION: The baker asteroid is said to be the bakers asteroid for baked goods and even bakers themselves.

🧁🧁🧁🧁🧁🧁🧁🧁🧁🧁🧁🧁🧁🧁🧁🧁🧁🧁

Baker in Libra/7th house: I just get a loving vibe from this placement, either baker in libra likes to bake for their partner or your partner bakes for you( especially if it's in the 7th house) you could sell baked foods because libra does rule over merchandise and businesses. Venus influencing this y'all could have very beautiful techniques when baking especially if you decorate your cakes, cookies,etc. this placement has the ability to get very creative as well. I feel like y'all baking can be very good but kinda on the healthier side as well. Also y'all could actually have a bakery store

Cookie: canestrelli cookies// madeleine cookies 

Baker in Scorpio//8th house: imma keep it real this could go 1 of 2 ways y'all might either be a good or bad baker that's just what I was called to say. Or you could be good but you guys might add some sort of knowledge that you have leared abou/ baking or edgy touch into your baking. This could be a hidden talent you have. Unless this is in a certain house or sign it could vary. In the 8th house, I would definitely say like a hidden talent. A gift you inherited from your ancestors this could get really spiritual or occultic. Also you could constantly be burning your baked goods. But don't get me wrong here y'all food definitely could be very good just a little over cooked . I have this placement in the 8th house and I like baked sweets soft but a tad burnt. Y'all cookie will be interesting to come up with. 

Cookie: white chocolate red velvet cookies/ brown butter Carmel cookie

Baker in Sagittarius/9th house: its kinda giving foreign baking vibes like y'all take recipes from foreign cultures. Very adventurous with your baking style. Exspansive flavourrrrrr 🤤, y'all give me professional chef/ baker vibes here . Blessed in baking, might even go to school for baking or travel to learn about baking. I feel like y'all can become experts in baking. My little alchemists got the perrrrfect recipes to make your tastebuds explode!

Not really a cookie but they're good asf : Galab jamun/Big Blue Monster stuffed cookie (he he he he 😉)

Baker in Capricorn/10th house : now if baker is in the SIGN Capricorn I feel like y'all baking can be good but very old school if you look at your cookie you'll see what I mean. If it's in the 10th house this could be your career or just something your known for. Baker here it may have taken you some time to master baking. But I feel like Capricorn/10th house could make some good bakers. Depending on aspects,degrees,house,signs it will vary. But like I said very old fashion but good. If it's badly aspected, I feel like the baking might be a little dry or brittle. But all in all you could be a professional baker.

Cookie: oatmeal raisins/loornadoone/ snicker doodle

Baker in Aquarius/11th house: Eccentric, creative, different. Aquarius can blow some minds away or may be horrible. (depending on aspects don't beat me up😓) . I feel like y'all a little spicy/tangy it's giving lemon meringue or like y'all the type to mix pb&j into a cookie or sum like that. This placement as well could make you very popular for your cooking online. Friends may know how to bake. Baking may even be a dream. You guys as well could have a bakers blog or just be popular on social media for that.

Cookie: churro chocolate stuffed cookies/ pb& j cookies

Baker in Pisces/12th house: it's either lost or it's found here, y'all have it all or nothing. You either can bake your a$$ off or not. If you happen to be a good one then I feel like your really good you definitely could have the ability to heal others through your baking. But also since Neptune is here and Neptune rules 🍷🍺🥃💊🚬 there's a possibility of **cough cough** (edib----🌿🌿) im just being mindful if there's any kids reading this. These bakers could make comfort foods. Maybe even holistic,chemical free baked foods. I feel like this placements food could taste good and take your your taste buds to outerspace. 🤗😇

Cookies: raspberry swirl cream cheese cookie/ cosmic brownie cookies

#asteroid #astro notes #natal chart #astrology posts #occult #baker's #foodstrology #astro community #libra #capricorn #sagittarius #scorpio #aqaurius #pisces

[story-thief]

It’s awful cold where I am for college and I can’t stop thinking about how nice it’ll be when my fiancé is able to join me at school so I doodled a little piece of him and I Kassie and Green all bundled up and keeping each other toasty!!!

#Size shifter #technically still gt #Oc #oc doodle #sfw interaction only #sfw gt #cozy #art #cute #husband and wife #i love them #technically they’re still just engaged and will be for a while but they will be married soon enough 😤 #Winter #fluff #fluffy #KassiexGreen

[toast-art]

[Toastie's Blog Update!!]

So uh- I'm gonna start my school, on July 9 which is on Monday so I won't be online often so No art requests, and I won't be opening my messages so don't be sad of offended when I don't reply to you in chat :3 But I'm allowed to bring my phone to school so maybe I'll post my notebook doodles at lunch. See ya!!!

~Toastie <3

[pessimistpress]

Sunday Sock Puppet Scoop!

Cock-a-doodle-dildo! Oh, is it really then of the week again? Kids! It's bloody cold outside! It's nice and toasty in here, though. My Timmy is feeling better, so he'll be going to school after all. Great. Hopefully, the stupid teachers can get off our bloody case. Honestly, Timmy's attendance record is near-perfect. Damn faculty members. We're close to finishing the scripts to those Dildo Island comics. We should be drawing them soon-ish. What happened to D-Vision? It's put on hold for a bit. We don't want to overwhelm the Gimps. Well, that's it for this episode, kids. TTFN! - Manic Minion.

#pessimist press #manic minion #sunday

[witchycakez]

I live bitches and I'm finally back to working on my loretober pictures! I am VERY behind and I do not like it School and family stuff was making me kinda toasty and burnt but I've showered and now feel motivated again to start drawing unintentional hiatus officially over also next month I'll be coming out with a posting schedule to become more active and hopefully get those damn stickers out that I promised almost a year ago lol #color #cute #lineart #oc #mycharacters  #kawaii #digitalart #art #originalcharacter #anime #characterdesign #doodles #animestyle #design #sketches #endsocs #comic #update #imback #notdead https://www.instagram.com/p/CkHfX05MiHe/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#color #cute #lineart #oc #mycharacters #kawaii #digitalart #art #originalcharacter #anime #characterdesign #doodles #animestyle #design #sketches #endsocs #comic #update #imback #notdead

[acaciabuchanan]

–– task oo1. upright & reversed

King of Swords Reversed  –– quiet power, inner truth, misuse of power, manipulation

The box was thrown onto her bed with little thought while Acacia searched room for a pair of scissors slice through the tape. Her dorm apartment address was in the familiar scrawl of her mother’s handwriting and Acacia could not think of what her mom could have sent over despite the younger girl was back in her childhood home a few weeks ago. Acacia pulled out a second box and along with it, a note that seemed to take flight with the wind that it gathered. Amused having to catch a flying note, the young girl scanned the words of her mother’s pristine penmanship before letting out a deep sigh. 

Opening the box to find a beautiful new dress in a light blue, the satin catching all the light was supposed to make Acacia happy. And for the most part she was. It was a considerate gift from her mom to have sent down, her parents knowing of the forthcoming Sadie’s Hawkins dance from the school newsletter, but even if it wasn’t directly said, the message was clear: College is almost done, find yourself a husband, and settle down. 

The worst part of it all was that Acacia really understood where it came from and it felt like what they wanted was the easiest path for her. No matter how smart she was, no matter how well she did in school, her role in life had one true end, no matter what else she had to offer the world. And the scariest part of it all was she was starting to believe it. She didn’t know what was going to happen after her final school year. There were decisions to make that are looming over her head but even then Acacia was starting to doubt her own judgement.

Eight of Wands Upright –– movement, fast paced change, action, alignment, air travel

It was only the fourth week into the semester but it felt like time was moving too fast. Midterms and term projects were looming around the corner and all Acacia wanted to do was scream at time to stop, just for little. Day to day, she at least knew what she needed to do. Read those chapters, find five more sources for her research paper, get her notes back from Cameron from her Public Admin class––her to-do list was never ending but Acacia managed with the level head. The short-term goal always was good grades, regardless of what was to come next. Grad school, public administration, a law firm? It wasn’t as if it was a gaping black hole at the end of her school career, but none if it felt right and none of it made sense.

Acacia had no time to really worry because at least everything else felt like it was falling into place. It was her final year and she was stressed, but she was flying through. She was like a leaf in the wind, letting the current take her where it needed her to go, harnessing all the energy and joy there was to life. To get to spend time with her friends and learn things, to welcome the cool autumn nights and socialize with her peers between classes with toasty cups of coffee in their hands discussion how the world is changing and how it was theirs to do with as they wish.

Even if she felt like she wasn’t doing enough, Acacia at least knew she was at least doing good.

Knight of Cups Upright –– creativity, romance, charm, imagination, beauty

But even as she sat on her bed looking at the beautiful dress, the satin feeling like water under her finger tips, Acacia felt this weight in her heart warm like its own mini sun. A dance where it was in the girl’s power to ask felt very right and there was only one person that Acacia would want to ask, even if it was against her better judgement. 

Even if she was a little annoyed at the hidden message, it was still a beautiful dress. She pulled it out from the box and let it cascade down like a fabric waterfall before holding it close to her body, pretending like there were arms circling around her from behind with a head coming to rest on top of hers, forming that wonderfully goofy grin she loved so much.

It was a scene in her head that Acacia could only wish she could capture on paper. Her own doodles were taken from real life, scenes that really showed no emotion than through the roughness of her lines. She’s never tried to really capture human likeness, no that was for someone that was truly talented and gifted with a pencil, and had the time to practice and practice. Acacia was good at art, but she was better at studying, even if one was a little more fun,

As she put the dress away in her wardrobe, a decision was made, her heart for once talking a lot louder than her head. She had the dress and it was her last year, even if she felt like it was she has aged out of by now, going to the dance was a better way to spend an evening before her nights were taken by group study sessions and essay writing. And she had a date in mind.

#i d e k #LETROADECTASK

[dakotacrisis]

Deal’s End (5)

Paris and desires are burning this day

(Read on AO3)

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“Up and at em, love.” Felix smacked Marinette awake with a pillow. “Time for school.”

“Since when are you excited to go to school?” Marinette chucked the pillow back at him.

“How about you get up and stop questioning me? We got work to do and a boy’s bed to get you into!”

“Once again, I am only fifteen!” Marinette dropped out of bed.

“Don’t act like you haven’t thought about it.” Marinette tried to speak but Felix cut across her, “And don’t bother lying, you’re hotter than a desert for him.”

“Surprised you didn’t say hot as hell.” Marinette smirked as she went to get dressed.

“Honestly, it isn’t that hot unless you’re at the burning fields.” Felix caught the night shirt she tossed over the screen, “The whole place is more humid than anything which I think is almost worst. It is warm but it is also moist...I do not miss it.”

“Sounds gross.” Marinette emerged from behind the screen now dressed. “I’m gonna grab some breakfast, want me to sneak you anything?”

“A croissant.”

“Nutella to go with it?”

“Always.”

“Got it.” Marinette walked downstairs and ate her breakfast with her family. She smothered a croissant in nutella for Felix and walked out of the house. Felix followed shortly behind munching happily on his food.

“You know, if you just knocked on the front door you could come and eat breakfast with us. My parents never object to another mouth to feed.”

“Nah. This is fine.” Felix jammed the rest of the croissant in his mouth.

As soon as they stepped outside Marinette shrugged off her cardigan. “Nothing I love more than a late spring heat wave. Why is it so hot today?”

“Global warming?” Felix shrugged. They walked into class and it seemed everyone else was feeling the heat despite the air conditioning. Marinette pulled up the forecast and saw that it now predicted a heatwave for the next couple of days before dropping back down to normal temperatures. Looks like sundress season was coming sooner than they thought.

They sat down for class and Ms. Bustier started the lesson by announcing a project. They would be focusing on temptation in literature. Particularly, they were to focus on the classic literary theme of temptation: knowledge, desire and chaos used as a foil to innocence and youth. Such examples being the biblical creation myth, the greek Hades and Persephone myth, Christina Rosetti’s Goblin Market, and Spencer’s The Faerie Queen.

Marinette couldn’t help the look she sent Felix who was pleasantly listening to the assignment. Why did she have the itching feeling he may have dabbled with the lesson plan?

“We’ll be doing these in pairs.” Ms. Bustier pulled out a list, “Alya and Kim. Sabrina and Max. Chloe and Alix. Nino and Ivan. Mylene and Rose. Adrien and Marinette. Juleka and Nathaneal.”

Adrien and Marinette! They were paired?! What miracle was responsible for…

Her glee died down as she cast another glance back at Felix. He gave her a subtle thumbs up.

When she turned back around Adrien was watching her with a smile. “Looks like we’re partners.”

“Yeah, so it seems.” She smiled back.

After explaining the rest of the project Ms. Bustier let them get together to start working. Felix stood off to the side unperturbed by the busy students around him. The teacher hadn’t called his name during the pairings. How could she forget to slot him somewhere? Or more likely that was just more of his powers to influence the world around him so he didn’t need to do any actual work. Now that Marinette thought about it she never saw Felix do any assignments but he always turned in homework. Was he miracling his way through the class? What a cheater!

“I’m rather excited about this project.” Adrien took the vacant seat next to Marinette. “It’s so different from what we usually cover in class.”

“It is, isn’t it?” She forced a laugh. They went over the project and created an outline before the bell signaled the end of class. It was a short day so they only had a few more classes before everyone departed the school.

Marinette pinched Felix’s arm as they left. “Did you have something to do with the lesson plan today?”

“Who? Me?” Felix feigned innocence, “What makes you think that I would ever do something like that?”

“The exploration of temptation in period literature? You want me to believe that it was one big coincidence?”

“I gotta have some fun. Also, I worked hard enough creating that lesson plan last night while you were up in your room doodling. I was gonna see some fruition with it!”

“Wait, you actually created the project? You didn’t just put the idea in the teacher’s head?”

“I am a rather smart demon with an affinity for literature. I saw an opportunity and I took it.”

“Felix, the demonic teacher. It sounds like the plot of an anime.”

Marinette was in a happy mood as she ascended the steps up to her room. Maybe she could even work up the courage to text Adrien.

“Whatcha doing?” Felix peered over her shoulder.

“Trying to think of something normal to text Adrien.” She sighed, “You’re my wingman, help me.”

“Got it.” he took the phone out of her hands and turned it off.

“Felix! Why did you do that?” She gaped at him. “I’m finally taking some initiative to be social with my crush and you do this?”

“It’s too soon. You want him to text you first.”

“But--”

“Ah ah ah!” he shushed her, “You asked for my help and you are going to get it and respect my choices. Trust me. It’ll all work out.”

“I hope for your sake it does.”

“Ooh, scary lady.” He tapped the fan and turned it on. “Hmm, I have an idea in the works. I’ll come back to you.”

“Are you actually going to inform me about the plan this time?” she asked.

“I’ll tell you that part one involves you inviting mister perfect over here to work on your project tomorrow.”

“Alright, that shouldn’t be too hard. We do need to work on it after all. What’s part two?”

“Still working on that. But you need to make sure to leave at least a ten minute gap between when you get home and when he comes over.”

“Why?”

“Again, still a work in progress. Just make sure it gets done.”

“Okay.”

The next day after classes concluded Marinette did as Felix instructed and invited Adrien over to her house to study.

“Sounds good.” Adrien nodded. “I need to stop by my house first though. That okay?”

“Perfect. Drop by when you’re done.” There. Adrien was coming over and she had some time to kill before he did.

While Marinette was trusting that whatever Felix was planning was going to help she couldn’t help but add a little something to the afternoon. She had mentioned to her parents she was going to bring Adrien over to the house to study and requested that they make them a special snack. They knew how she felt about him so they were only too eager to help in any way they could.

After school let out and Marinette went back to the bakery she picked up the box her dad had prepared and went upstairs.

“What’s in the box?” Felix asked trying to open it. “Did you order something special for me for being such a great wingman?”

“You wish.” Marinette held the box out of his reach. “These are passion fruit eclairs with italian meringue that I asked my parents to make special since passion fruit is Adrien’s favorite flavor. So keep your hands off them!”

“That’s not fair! Just one!” He reached again.

“Back off devil boy!” She unlocked the apartment door. “If there are any leftover you can--oh my god why is it so hot in here?!”

“Hoo, yeah, it is definitely toasty in here.” Felix pulled on his collar. “I knew it was gonna be warm but damn this is better than I could have imagined.”

“You would like this.” Marinette set the box in the fridge to keep cool. “Remind you of home?”

“Vaguely. But this is all part of the plan.”

“Plan? Wait, did you turn off the air conditioning?” Marinette sneered. “Felix! It is a billion degrees in here!”

“I know, which is why you should change into something more comfortable.” He handed her a stack of clothes he wasn’t holding before.

“Are you dressing me now?” Marinette looked at the outfit choice. A pair of shorts and a crop top. “You can’t be serious.”

“I am.”

“I cannot wear this in front of him!” She threw the shirt at him. “Also, when were you in my closet?”

“That’s not important. What is important is that you go get dressed. Adrien may be here any minute.”

“I am not putting this on!”

“Listen, a little primal attraction can help turn the tide of emotion. At the very least seeing you in that outfit should put some saucy thoughts in his head which is a step of getting you out of the friend-zone.”

“It seems dirty though.”

“It’s not like I’m telling you to lounge on the couch in your birthday suit while smooth jazz plays. It is literally just a peek of flesh. Also, you two kept making those food puns yesterday so he’ll appreciate the shirt.”

“All This & Dim Sum.” Marinette sighed as she looked at the cute little cartoon of dim sum. “Fine. I’ll wear it. But I swear if this backfires I am going to invest in a holy water spray bottle.”

Despite her better judgement Marinette changed into the outfit. It was more of something she’d wear around the house by herself. Not for what was essentially a study date. Hopefully Adrien didn’t think it was too weird.

“Now that’s much better.” Felix smiled when she reappeared. “Looking hot, love!”

“Yeah, it’s a million degrees in here!” Marinette grabbed a glass of water.

“That not what I--nevermind.” Felix was looking a little feverish himself.

A knock on the door startled them both. “Lover boy is here.” Felix walked up to Marinette’s room. “Good luck, hot stuff.”

Marinette shook her head. He was so weird. She took a deep breath and braced herself as she opened the door. “Hey Adrien, glad you could come over.”

His gaze raked over her none too subtly and she noticed him visibly gulp. “Me too.” His voice broke and Marinette tried not to laugh. “Ahem, I mean uh…it’s kinda hot in here isn’t it?”

“The air conditioning broke. Poor timing for it too.” She shrugged. “But once you get used to it it isn’t that bad.”

“I’ll take your word for it.” Adrien stepped inside. They set up on the couch to work and Marinette grabbed them both something cold to drink so they weren’t dying of heat stroke.

Things were going well enough and they were getting a lot of work done. The only problem was that Adrien was intentionally avoiding looking directly at her the entire time. She knew it! This outfit was uncomfortable for the both of them.

“What are you doing?” Felix popped up next to her out of nowhere.

She yelped and bumped into Adrien. “Something wrong?” Adrien asked. He looked at where Marinette was staring but saw nothing.

“Uh nothing, sorry, thought I saw something out of the corner of my eye.” She laughed it off. She glared back at Felix after Adrien looked away. ‘What?’ she mouthed.

“Make a move already.” Felix said, “It has been painful watching you two dance around each other like this.”

She gave him another look as if to say, ‘What do you want me to do?’

“Put this,” he grabbed her hand, “here.” He placed it on Adrien’s thigh.

Oh god...what had he done? Adrien looked over at her with wide eyes. She couldn’t look away and curse Felix out for doing this. She’d look insane. Not that she didn’t look insane right now with her hand still on Adrien’s thigh and nothing to say! Felix put her in this mess and wasn’t helping her get out of it.

“Uh,” she removed her hand, “Would you like a snack?” Her voice was at least three times too high to be normal.

“Oh, um, sure.” His face was impossibly red.

“Cool.” Marinette darted from the couch to grab the eclairs out of the fridge. She passed Felix and shot him a dirty look. He was gonna get an earful later.

She plopped back down on the couch with the box in her lap. “Here,” she opened it, “They’re passion fruit.”

“Really?” Adrien shifted so he could get a closer look. Their legs were touching! “Passion fruit is my favorite.”

“I know.” Marinette smiled nervously. Adrien looked her back in the face with a smile that matched her own.

“I didn’t say anything earlier but that is a cute shirt.” Adrien pointed, “Did you make that?”

“This? Oh no, I bought it at this little boutique. Half the clothes in there have puns of some sort on them.”

“Sounds like my kind shop.” Adrien laughed.

“Yeah, if you want crop tops or bodysuits.” She grabbed an eclair.

“You...uh...you shop there often?” Adrien mumbled between bites.

“Why you wanna know? Want to see if I have matching booty shorts?” She teased.

Adrien’s face caught fire once again. Where had that come from? Felix was still in the corner and gave her a double thumbs up. She was hanging around this demon too much. He was rubbing off on her. She never would have dared say something so cheeky before.

Felix disappeared again and Marinette decided to cool off with the flirting.

They finished their work early and Marinette walked Adrien to the door. “Sorry about the heat.” She apologized, “But at least we finished the project.”

“Yeah.” Adrien looked her over one more time. “Hopefully next time I’m over the A/C will be working.”

Marinette’s heart leapt at the thought of him coming over again. “Yeah, totally,” She grinned. “I’ll see you tomorrow at school then.”

“See you.” Adrien opened the front door and ran into Felix who was waiting on the other side. “Oops, sorry.”

“It’s okay.” Felix shrugged and strolled inside. “It is a sauna in here! What were you two crazy kids getting up to?”

“Our project.” Marinette flicked the side of his head. “What are you doing here?”

“I was informed there was food.” Felix eyed the box of leftover eclairs. He grabbed it before looking back at Marinette. “Looks like the pastries aren’t the only snack in here. Looking good, Marinette!”

“Felix!” Marinette screeched. Adrien was right there!

“What?” he shoved an entire eclair in his mouth, “Adrien, lad, don’t you agree?”

“I uh…” Adrien looked down sheepishly.

“On second thought, she isn’t a snack.” Felix shook his head and leaned closer to Adrien, “She’s the whole damn meal.”

“Out!” Marinette shoved him out the door. “Take the eclairs and go!”

“Touchy.” Felix rolled his eyes. “I’m leaving. See ya!” Felix rushed downstairs and into the neighboring apartment he supposedly lived in.

“I’m sorry about him.” Marinette sighed, “His people skills are not the best.”

“He is certainly outspoken.” Adrien chuckled. “But he was right about one thing.”

“What?”

“You look good.” Adrien nodded. “You always look good.”

“Oh,” Marinette blushed, “Thank you.”

With that Adrien left leaving Marinette with a lot fo warring feelings in her head. She wanted to ring Felix’s neck for his interference but in the end it had worked. Adrien had been flirting with her. Adrien thought she looked good! She was gonna swoon!

“I think that went rather well.” Felix appeared next to her with a now empty eclair box. “Don’t you?”

“YOU!” Marinette seethed. “What was that! What were you thinking? Why did you put my hand on his thigh like that?!”

“Cause you weren’t making a move!” He snapped his fingers and the air turned back on instantly cooling the room again. “And look what happened. Everything turned out fine.”

“And your intrusion right at the end?”

“I was aiming just to get the eclairs before you could offer the rest of them to mister perfect. But I saw another opportunity to talk you up and I think it still worked out.”

“Whatever,” Marinette sighed. “I’m too sweaty and frazzled to deal with you right now.”

She looked up at him and swiped a bit of cream off his face. She popped the finger in her mouth licking the cream off. “I’m gonna get a shower.”

“Right.” Felix nodded furiously. “I’m gonna throw this box away.”

Felix quickly exited the room.

“Okay?” What was his problem? Did he forget there was a garbage can right here? He was out of her hair at least. She bound into the bathroom to wash away the grime of the hot afternoon. Tomorrow was another day and with it was most likely another plan of Felix’s that she needed to be ready for.

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(tagged)

@sannsibarr @miss-mysterys-blog @maribug-adrienoir @mermaidreject @corabeth11 @goblinwhoships @symwinter

#miraculous ladybug #marinette dupain cheng #felix #felinette #demon au #writing

[mypondnow]

thinking about how when i join a rp group i normally dont think about how my ocs interact with one another but then i join some funky lil elemental wizard school and go “hohoho fire one and fishy one ... Yes.... when theyre older they WILL hold hands and  cuddle. absolutely...” 

its all because of the background of a doodle with one oc im thinking bout it and im rambling bout it here cuz u cant stop me thats why i made this silly little blog 

OK SO LIKE THE BACKSTORY ? WELL

this little doodle in the background not sure if you can tell exactly what it is or even see it since i made it so   transparent but 

its!!!!!! levees mom carvel!!!!!!!

in the corner of a beach photo!!! or whatever .  baby atlas baby atlas . ft their mama . forgot her first name but her nicknames toastie. i think its laylah cuz i kno its starts with an l.. . alliteration... laylah lianne <3

ANYWAYS

thats what inspired me to start shipping 2 of my own damn ocs!!! i mostly only do that in writing when i think 2 of my characters have a neat bit o’ chemistry (freshman year i wrote a story where there were 2 love interests.  one a man one a woman just to b like “YO!!!!!!!!!!!!! SHES BISEXUAL!!!!!!! LOOK AT MY MAIN CHARACTER!!!” literally all of my stories i write for a competition have some form of lgbt+ character)

so like after that im like “what if.... when theyre older.... levee becomes a photographer and atlas ends up a model like their mom? hahahahaha jk jk... unless?” it was also with that little bit of thinking i ended up making my character, cain, a transman so like. impulsive decisions that Just Feel Right king? me.

WHY do i think they get along well? OK!!!! here we go 

they were childhood friends and are both ..... relatively nice. levee’s a memelord, kind of, just an overall polite jokester (another oc in this group of ocs, pluto, isn’t Too nice sometimes) and   atlas is a bit Meaner. 

trying to think of my characters who are in a relationship ok here we go 

levee: i talk a lot, huh?

atlas: yes, but it’s nice. i like hearing your thoughts.

levee, 2 minutes later: grapes are easy to acquire and easy to eat

atlas: If you say anything else on this topic I am going to murder you.

thats just as a treat. i didnt think of any other characters because honestly? Yeah. 

anyways personality-wise? well they blend pretty nicely. both of them can defend the other if needed though. atlas probably wouldnt need to be defended theyre pretty good at defending themself. 

atlas isn’t even very high-tempered they just like causing problems on purpose. levee does as well at times but Who Doesn’t like causing problems on purpose. 

levee’s just a bit more passive than atlas frankly. a little more nice. at least he didn’t bully someone named similarly to their mom’s nickname (atlas really went off and bullied a kid named toast huh. damn atlas </3)

!!!!!!!!!!!!! speaking of bullying toast 

Atlas literally didn’t talk to levee at all during their school life . first of all they probably didn’t even kno levee went to the same school as them for a few years. second of all they were NOT the same little kid they were on the beach when the two met and hung out 

i’d think they hung out either weekly or yearly. preferably weekly like just goin out on a drive to hang out !!! say “heyyyy levee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” heyy ms levees mom i mgoign to dcry  hey lmxs nfshduygahij oeklw HEY MS LEVEES MOM AHOAIYGUSUFSDYHIJFODKSFD

carvel going “hey atlas’ mom” since shes like ‘my son calls her that im sure i can do that too’ 

thats because carvels a Mermaid and doesnt understand stuff like remembering people’s names. its ok me too carvel 

it is   3:16 am. anyways feel free to ask me either in the ask box on this blog or my dms and i WILL bombard u with as much information as i can think of on the spot. 

(fun fact i was considering having atlas have a crush on toast but then i thought of atlas and levee being together and i went ‘’OHOHOHO!!!!!! thats So much better” since atlas would never bully levee. they mostly bullied toast to feel even more powerful and in control of their world around them. it wasnt very justified or nice but they did have their reasons and they did try to get better and they Are successful in being somewhat nice)

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MonthofMaybel2019 Week 1: Sweaters

Takes place after Dipper and Mabel have left the falls and started their school year.  Enjoy, doods!

“ANGELAAAAA!” Mabel sang at the top of her lungs.  And then promptly crashed into her on the school's front steps.

Luckily Angela was a veteran of surprise Mabel Hugs and managed not to fall over.

“Hello, Mabel,” she gasped.  “I'm guessing you had an extra bowl of Sugar O's?”

“Try four,” Dipper said, grinning apologetically as he caught up to them.  “She was up until 3 AM making that.”

“Making – whoa, Mabel, that is beautiful!”

Mabel laughed and twirled on the spot.  Her brand-new sweater was a cashmere blend the color of a rosy dawn, soft as kitten breath, with a hem that flared out like flower petals as she spun.  It even seemed to shimmer a little, although Mabel was pretty sure that was just a sugar high side effect.

“And that's not even the best part!” Mabel said.  She stopped spinning and held out her arms.  “Tada!”

Angela gasped.

The body of the sweater had the usual perfectly even braiding, but Mabel had sewn two words in Old Norse Runes into either sleeve, courtesy of Angela, who was a serious Norse Nerd.  She even carried around a set of runes for fortune-telling in her big canvas bag.  

“That's why you wanted my Old Norse dictionary!”

“What do they say?” Dipper asked, leaning forward.

“That one's 'wish' and that one's 'truth' and I will buy this sweater from you right now do you take cookies as payment?”

By the time they reached Mrs. Pierce's class, Mabel had agreed to knit three sweaters for Angela, each with different runes, in exchange for three batches of brownies and an Unlimited Smoothie Stamp Card from Blizzard's.  

The rest of the class was already filing in after them.  Several of them were loaded down with parkas, scarves, and mittens, because despite the still-summer weather, Mrs. Pierce liked to keep the room at a chilly 52 degrees.  

“This was room temperature in Alaska and we liked it!” she'd tell them.

“Oh – sorry!” Mabel said, accidentally bumping into Ximena on her way to her desk.  Mabel really liked Ximena – she always made sure everybody got included on the playground and told awesome jokes, mostly puns so bad they were practically Stan-worthy.

But today, she didn't even look up.  Just grunted.

Chris, who sat next to Ximena, snickered under his breath.  “Troll, meet Tree.  You two make a cute couple.”

Mabel scowled.  “Leaver her alone, Chris.”

“Or what, you gonna sic your pig on me?  Huh?!”

“Forget it,” Dipper said sharply.  He put one arm around Mabel's shoulders and guided her to her desk.  “You okay?”

“Yeah, but did you see Ximena?” Mabel glanced back.  She was hunched over with her head hanging low.  “She looks seriously bummed out.  I bet she's upset it's always so cold and we can't even make any snowmen...hey Dipper, do you think we could build a snow machine!?”

“It would probably melt, it's not technically freezing in here.”

“It feels like it,” said three separate people.

“Okay, class!” Mrs. Pierce called out, striding into the room.  She immediately went to the thermostat and turned it down.  Everyone groaned.  “Now none of that!  It's first thing in the morning and I won't have people falling asleep!  Besides, this was room temperature in Alaska –”

“– and that was how we liked it,” the class changed.

“Correct! Now, homework out, please!”

Mabel took out her homework, glancing anxiously at Ximena.  She already had her workbook out and she was writing along with everyone else, but she was all hunched over and her dark brown hair hid her face like a curtain of pure angst.  Mabel tapped her chin.  She'd have to think of a pun even worse than Stan's to cheer her up.  But what?

Mabel was still trying to think of something fifteen minutes into class. That's when she automatically reached into her backpack for her thermos of hot chocolate – and then stopped when she realized she still wasn't cold!

She looked around.  Everyone who'd brought a coat was bundled up, and Dipper was already taking sips of his own thermos.  Angela had thrown an actual blanket around her shoulders and was still shivering.  But Mabel wasn't cold at all.  In fact, her whole body felt like she'd been napping in the sun with the world's best pig!

It's the sweater! she realized.  It had to be the cashmere, right?  But she hadn't thought it would make her this toasty.  Even her bare legs were perfectly comfortable.

Ximena, on the other hand, was wearing a thin T-shirt and had so many goosebumps Mabel could see them from two rows back.  Mabel grinned – sweaters were like hugs you could wear all the time, this would be the perfect way to cheer her up!

“Ximena!” she shout-whispered.  “Hey, Ximena!  Pst pst pssssst!”

“Shut up, Tree Sap,” Chris growled at her.

She stuck her tongue out at him and waved instead.  Finally Ximena looked over.  

Mabel whipped off her sweater and held it out.  The cold instantly stung her arms and numbed her fingers, but Ximena took it with a nod and put it on.  Mabel sat back, smiling happily.  Being warm would make her feel better right away!

She returned to the worksheet she was currently doodling on.  Her fingers were tingly and se was debating on the best way to warm them when Ximena let out a tiny sneeze.

“Bless you,” she said automatically.

Dipper leaned across the aisle, tapped Mabel's shoulder, and mouthed “Cold enough for ya?”

She mimed becoming an ice cube and they both grinned.

Ximena sneezed again.

“Bless you,” said Mabel, the teacher, and a few other students.  Chris glared at her like the sneeze had been a personal insult.  Mabel rolled her eyes.  Now there was a permanent case of the grumpy-grumps.  

Ximena sneezed harder.

Mrs. Pierce turned away from the board.  “Ximena, if you need a tissue, they're – what on earth?!”

Ximena sneezed, and kept sneezing, and every time she did a spray of soap bubbles came streaming out of her nose!

Several students actually jumped up with shouts of surprised, leaning away. By now Ximena was sneezing nonstop and she was almost completely hidden behind a cloud of iridescent soapy goodness.

“Snot bubbles!” Chris shouted.

“Chris, that's enough!  Ximena, if you thought it was funny to bring bubble toys to class –”

“I di – achoo! – didn't bring – achoo!  ACHOO!”

She started sneezing so hard she clawed at her chest.  Mabel and Dipper instantly rushed to help.  She yanked the sweater off and Dipper made her sit back down with her head tilted back, just a little, to open her airways.  

Nathan leaned forward, waving the sinking bubbles away.  “Ximena?  Is she okay?”

“I'm fine,” Ximena gasped.  

Mabel winced.  “I'm sorry, it's cashmere and wool, are you allergic to those?”

“What? No, I –”

“Betcha the Pig Princess rigged the sweater,” Chris said loudly.  “Either that or the two of them planned the whole prank!”

“We did not!” the two said hotly.

“That's enough,” Mrs. Pierce cut in.  She was looking straight at Ximena and Mabel, her eyes cold.  “Nathan, please escort Ximena to the nurse's office.  I'd like her checked out just in case.  When you come back, Ximena, I'd like a word with you after class – you too, Ms. Pines.”

“So how bad was it?” Angela asked.

She, Dipper, and Mabel were sitting down for lunch.  The weather was nice, so they'd decided to eat on the benches outside.

Mabel grimaced.  “We didn't get in trouble, but I don't think Chris' comments helped that much.  He stuck around afterwards because he said he was a 'witness.'  Just because my pig ate his homework one time –”

“He's a grade A jerk in general,” Dipper said sourly.  “Remember last year, with the Open House?  He nearly got Summer suspended and nobody could prove it was really him.  He just likes getting other people in trouble.”

Angela nodded.  “He sure turned on Ximena fast, and she looked more freaked out than anyone.  What the heck happened back there?”

Mabel shrugged miserably.  “I don't know.  I was just trying to cheer her up, so I loaned her my sweater.”

“Hmmm.” Dipper eyed the offending sweater critically.  “Let me see that for a sec?”

“Sure, how come?”

“Actually, Angela, you take a look.  Are there any runes that were sewn in by accident?  I man there's one rune that's a straight line, so...”

“That's ice, I don't think – wait, look, there are extra runes!”

Mabel gasped.  “Where where where?!”

She and Dipper leaned forward, and Angela held it up to the light.  The cloth shimmered again, and this time Mabel could see tiny lines of silver thread criss-crossing in the narrow gaps between her stitches. The thread was as slender as a spider's web and so delicate that it was nearly invisible, but as it caught the light Mabel saw that the thread spelled out actual runes!

“Whoa, okay, I didn't do that,” Mabel said, still in awe.  “Wow, that stitching is amazing!  Look at that part, it's got combo stitches in it!”

“What does it say?” Dipper pressed.

Angela spread the sweater for a better look.  “I'm not sure.  It uses runes, and I know I'm new at it, but this doesn't even look like Old Norse.  It's like a whole different language that just happens to use runes.  But if I had to guess, they're spelling out something that made the sweater magic.”

“You gave me a magic sweater?”

They turned.  Ximena walked up to them, hands in her pockets with her shoulders hunched, Nathan right behind her.  

“Ximena!” Mabel shouted, leaping to her feet.  “Omigosh I'm so sorry about earlier, I was just trying to give you a sweater hug!”

“Yeah, uh, do you think you could tell the magic part to Mrs. Pierce?  I've kinda got a lot going on, I don't want to get in trouble again.”

“Oh, gimme a break.”

Suddenly a fist shot over Mabel's shoulder, grabbed the sweater, and yanked it out of Angela's hands.

“Hey!”

Chris dangled the sweater out of reach, grinning maliciously.  “You want it?  Come and get it!  But no way is Mrs. Pierce gonna beweive it's weawwy magic.”  He made his voice sound cutesy.  “Bubble Snot just pulled a prank and is sorry she didn't get away with it.”

“Mabel's not a liar,” Nathan snapped.  “And neither is Ximena, now give that back!”

They were starting to draw stares from other students.  Chris saw this as encouragement.  His grin widened and he waved the sweater in front of Chris' nose.

“Oooh, someone's mad I insulted his girlfriends!  Quit acting like you're some big hero, you're just embarrassing yourself.”

“How 'bout I'm acting like a decent human being?” Nathan made a grab for the sweater, but Chris yanked it away.

Dipper was half-standing, hands out to placate them.  “Okay, it's not magic, alright?  Just give it back.”  

“Yes it is,” Ximena insisted.  “I didn't pull a prank!”

“I know you didn't and I'll prove it.”  Nathan thrust out his hand. “Give me the sweater.”

Chris smirked.  “You want to a fashion fail?  Be my guest.”

He threw it at Nathan, who caught it and pulled it over his head.  Mabel grabbed Dipper's jacket and squeezed, holding her breath.

Nothing happened.

After a few seconds Nathan pulled the front of his sweater over his nose and breathed in audibly, frowning.  Still nothing.

“See?” Chris sneered.  

“Well – well the sweater did something! Like Mabel just got some powdered whatever on it from her crafts by accident, right?  Mabel, tell him!”

He turned to her, gesturing to Chris – and a fountain of live fish suddenly flung out of his sleeve and hit Chris square in the chest. He went down with a yelp, covered in flopping salmon.  As soon as the fish hit the ground, though, they turned instantly into fish-shaped pastries.  Chris sat in the middle of the pile, fish goo still dripping from his clothes.

For a split second everyone was so quiet Mabel could've heard a mouse flick its cute button ears.  Then everyone started yelling at once.

“Did you see that, did you see?!”

“Lookit those things!”

“No way they'd all have fit in the sleeve!”

“– were actual fish a second ago, right?”

“Sweater's not even wet!”

“It is magic,” Nathan said, stunned.  “I knew it, I told you it's not Ximena's fault!”

“Ohh, I wanna try!”

“Me next!  Me next!”

“Hold on a second!” Mabel called out, jumping to her feet, but it was way too late.  People were already crowding around the sweater, shouting and exclaiming and laughing with excitement as it was passed from person to person.  She turned to her brother.  “Dipper, a little help here?”

“Sweater...changes...abilities...per...user,” Dipper mumbled, scribbling in his quote-unquote “Journal” as fast as he could.  She groaned.

“Just ride it out,” Angela advised.  “Plus, honestly?  It looks like everybody's having a blast.”

Mabel had to admit she was right.  Once they got their turn with the sweater people wiggled around, trying to activate the spell.  

One girl's hair started changing colors according to her mood, another boy's wristwatch turned into a tiny green garden snake that slithered up to his hair where it curled up and fell asleep.  Someone else was suddenly fluent in ASL, with the sweater sleeves growing slightly longer and covering their fingers to shape each sign.  There were squeals of excitement and laughter.

Mabel grinned.  The sweater was a great way to cheer everybody up!

Except...

She looked around.  Something still didn't seem quite right.  The growing crowd?  No, people were so excited about what the sweater had done for them that no one tried to grab it back; they just shared stories with anyone who'd listen. The squashed fish pastries?  No, she could scoop those up for Waddles later, they wouldn't go to waste.  

Wait.  The squish-fish were the only things on the ground.  Where was –

“MY TURN!” Chris shouted. He'd grabbed the sweater and stood in the middle of the crowd, his smile practically a snarl, flexing his fingers.  Everyone immediately backed away.  The laughter died instantly.  

“Oooh, that's not good,” Mabel said.

His grin just got bigger. “Alright, losers, get ready to see what real power can do.”

“Wait!” Mabel shrieked.

But Michael leaned back and cocked an arm.  His fingers curled into fists.  Angela plunged her hand into her bag.  Just as his punch arced through the air, Angela yanked out a rune and shouted.

Something exploded.  Wind hit Mabel's face so hard she was knocked back into Dipper, who went crashing into the bench.  Sand and grit flew through the air.  Mabel scrubbed her eyes and jumped to her feet.

It looked like Chris had been standing in an invisible cylinder which contained the worst of the explosion.  All the food and styrofoam trays around him had shot into the air, then rocketed back down, covering him in half-eaten turkey sandwiches, clotted tapioca pudding and Tropicola Juice packets.  The people closest to him had been knocked over, too, just out of range of the falling food.  Chris stood there, looking stunned, a few drops of ketchup dripping from his bangs.

“What is going on here?!”

Everyone scrambled to their feet.  A supervisor hurried over, looking almost as stunned as Chris.  “What was that explosion, why are you covered in condiments?!  This is not a modern art exhibit!”

“Chris threw the food,” Nathan said, loudly and clearly.  “Chris did it. The rest of us were clear of it.  He called us losers and told us to see what 'real power' could do.”

“Is that true?”

The rest of the crowd nodded, murmuring their assents, backing away from Chris.

His face turned red.  “I didn't – you – this is Mabel's fault!” he shouted.

“No it's not,” Dipper said coldly.  “First, she's three yards away. Second, you're completely covered in food; if she'd thrown it at you one side of you would be clean.  Third, everybody saw you do it.”

“Straight to the office, I think,” the supervisor said, her voice almost as cold as Dipper's.  “I'd like a few students to come along with me and explain what happened.”

Nathan immediately volunteered, as did a couple other students.  The rest of the crowd dispersed, quietly and quickly.  The supervisor led the Nathan and the others away, with Chris in front, throwing poisonous looks over his shoulder.

“Oh, wait – my sweater!” Mabel cried.

Ximena cleared her throat and Mabel jumped.  “Sorry.  Just – look up.”

They looked.  The sweater had been blown straight up with the rest of the food.  It was slowly parachuting down, but as soon as Mabel saw it, one sleeve crumpled under it and it started to fall.  She stepped forward and caught it.

Her brother caught the look on her face.  “Mabel, c'mon, it's not your fault.”

“It kind of is,” she said in a small voice.  “Fashion is supposed to bring people together, not tear them apart!”

“But you said you didn't make the tiny thread part,” Angela pointed out. “Someone else did.  I think the tiny stuff made the 'wish' and 'truth' part come to life.”

Ximena looked like she'd been whacked in the face.  “What, really?  You're saying it – fulfilled our wishes, or something?”

“I guess?”

“That makes sense,” Dipper said thoughtfully.  “I mean, Mabel was probably wishing to be warm, which explains why I didn't see her shiver while she was wearing it.  I mean, that's what I'd wish for in her class.  Plus, did you guys hear that kid with the snake?  He kept talking about how he always wanted a little pet he could fit in his pocket.”

“It was an adorable green noodle,” Mabel admitted, feeling a little better.  “And everyone was having a lot of fun with it.”

“Except Ximena,” Angela pointed out.  “And Chris.”

The four of them were quiet.

Dipper shook his head.  “I think we have to get rid of it, Mabel.”

“Wait,” Ximena said suddenly.  “Wait, just wait.”

Dipper looked surprised.  “But we can't let someone get ahold of power like that.  If it hadn't been for Angela's spell, Chris could've really hurt somebody.”

“But that sweater used the wish to float off of him.  It didn't do that for anybody else.  It can tell the difference between good wishes and bad!”

“It almost got you in trouble, though,” Mabel said.

Ximena hesitated.  “It...also kind of helped me out.  I just didn't really get it until Angela said that thing about the wishes.”

“You wanted to sneeze bubbles?” Dipper asked.

“No, but – okay, my brother got this lesion on his spine, alright?  They removed it but it gave him dissociated sensory loss.  Like he can't tell where his body is in space.  He's getting therapy for it but it's really discouraging, yesterday he up and quit.  He said he hated that he couldn't even feed himself properly, he didn't want his limits thrown in his face.”

Dipper and Angela looked stricken.  Mabel's eyes filled with tears.

“That's – that's awful,” she whispered.

“Yeah, but here's my point – I'd been sitting in class this morning thinking about him, I didn't even notice that I'd put on somebody else's sweater until bubbles started coming out of my nose.  And then just now it hit me!  My brother and I used to play bubbles all the time when we were little, we had those bubble kits and everything! If I got them out again, the bubbles would help him practice moving around, but it wouldn't be physical therapy.  It'd just be us playing like we used to!”

Mabel squealed and threw both arms around Ximena.  Ximena, who was not used to the power of Mabel Hugs, promptly landed on her but.

“Ximena that's so beautiful!”

“Uh – thank you?  Also ow.”

“Yeah, you're pretty much stuck until she decides to let go,” Dipper told her.  “She's like a koala.  Also, the bubble idea sounds perfect. Let us know if we can help.”

“Yeah!” Mabel broke away and pulled Ximena to her feet.  “We could have a bubble party!  With bubble wands the size of our heads!  And giant hamster balls so that we could pretend we were literally in the bubbles!”  

“I would go to that,” Angela said immediately.

Ximena laughed.  “You know, I might take you up on that when Leon's feeling better, thanks.  So, the sweater?”

“KEEPING IT!” Mabel shouted.

“Yeah, okay, keeping it,” Dipper agreed.  “Ximena is right, this sweater helped people. We'll save it for a rainy day.  We just need to be careful about who uses it, but this thing could still come in handy.”

Mabel's face broke into a wide grin.  “Excellent!  I have the perfect hiding spot for it!”

“Mabel, you cannot label your craft box 'perfect hiding spot' solely to keep saying that.”

“I CAN AND I WILL!”

#monthofmaybel2019 #week 1 #sweaters #magic sweater #grants wishes #mayhem ensues

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There’s no right way to “do” self-care, but sometimes it can be overwhelming figuring out what self-care means to you. And oftentimes we overlook the little things that make us happy! So here is a little list to remind you that self-care can be anything/everything that makes you happy (and can be inexpensive or entirely free)! And these are just perfect for the chilly autumn days ahead of us.

Waking up late on your days off work/school. Waking up naturally and not by an alarm is such a great feeling!

Waking up early on your free days if that’s your thing too! Staying with a routine can be just as relaxing

Put on your comfiest pj’s and drink some hot coco. (French vanilla hot chocolate is amazing and I highly recommend it!)

Put on something comfy and snuggle under a bunch of blankets. Be it by yourself or with a significant other

Watch Halloweentown (and the sequels of course)! And every other fun Halloween movie for that matter.

Watch something scary if your into that!

Build a bonfire/start your fireplace and just sit and absorb the warmth. And if you don’t have a fireplace or can’t make a fire (safely) just pop a pic of one on your computer and enjoy the aesthetic!

Turn off all electronics and just listen to the rain or the leaves in the breeze (for however long you’re comfortable with)

Find/create a pile of leaves (or have someone else do it lol) and jump in it! Roll around and listen to the crunch. Just be a kid again!

Find a comfy corner - in your home, library, park, or wherever! - to read a book in

Cook your favorite food/desert

Cook something you’ve never made before! (Lots of pumpkin recipes out there I plan on trying this season)

Cook something in the microwave if you aren’t feeling up to standing in the kitchen for more than two minutes. This is what mug recipes were made for!

Have a cup of calming tea. I like chai tea in the fall! It makes me feel all warm n toasty!

Draw some autumn inspired doodles or do a fall inspired painting. Even if you don’t think you can draw, try it out! You never know, you might find out it’s your calling!

Eat some soup because soup is awesome! (Sorry if I offend anyone who doesn’t like soup)

Make sure you’re drinking enough water! Make an autumn infusion by adding some apples, plums, and/or pears to a pitcher of ice water. Stay hydrated while also staying within the season!

Go to Starbucks and order a PSL if that’s your thing (not necessarily mine, but I know a lot of people enjoy it)!

Put clean sheets on the bed and just roll around in the crispness! Bonus points if you have a fall scented fabric/essential oil spray

Take a shower because being all fresh and clean can do wonders for your mindset

Clean if that clears your mind. I know it does mine! If you’ve never cleaned to relax before, give it a try! This could be your new go-to relaxing act and you never knew. Plus, you kill two birds with one stone by making your space tidy and taking care of yourself in the process!

Lay in bed all day if that’s all you feel like doing. Or just chill on the couch. That works too

Do your skincare routine - even if that’s just putting on chapstick

Write! Write a story or just about your day. Heck! Even if you just write out the alphabet, that’s still something!

Go back to bed if that’s all you’re feeling that day. (Although if this becomes a frequent act, it could be a sign that something else is going on and you might consider talking to a professional)

Make a gratitude journal! It’s a great way to lift your mood and can actually make you live longer! Just write down five things you’re grateful for. You can do this everyday or every month or once a year, whatever works for you!

Go to a friend’s house or invite them over. Even simply talking to them on the phone can be cathartic. Speaking to someone can help you get through any negative thoughts you may be having.

Go to the movies! You can even make this a regular event. Something to look forward to every week or month.

Bring the movies to you! Stop by a redbox and have a little movie night - by yourself or with friends. A gold star for those of you who can figure out how to project the film on the wall!

Create a spread in your bullet journal. I know I create random pages in mine all the time - pen swatches, shows I want to watch, habit trackers, etc. And if you don’t bullet journal maybe research it and see if it’ll work for you!

I think I’ll end it there for today. I know this isn’t a long list, so feel free to add to it all you want!

I hope this inspires you all to go and find out what makes you happy/relaxes you. Just do whatever makes you happy! Remember, there’s no right or wrong way to practice self-care.

#studyblr #officesupplyobsession #self care #masterpost #autumn #fall #mental health

[sammydem0n64]

Lalaloopsy AU headcanons???

Cloud E. Sky, Breeze E. Sky, and Storm E. Sky are half sisters. They don’t share the same mother. Storm E. is the oldest, being a year or two older than Cloud E. Storm E. also inherited her looks from her mother, while Cloud E. and Breeze E. inherited their looks from THEIR mother, which is why they have drastic appearances.

Harmony B Sharp is actually a robot, created by an unknown creator, she was made as an entertaining system. She was soon given away and she works as a performer when Peanut works at. No one knows she’s a robot, because of her human like appearance. Her body is like a doll, lines where her joints are. She covers these visible joints with stockings and gloves.

The dolls are actually a strange species of Humanoids, the only disguising factor is that their eyes represent buttons, as they have patterns akin to said buttons.

Ember Flicker Flame actually has two younger siblings, based off a post I seen around here where Red Fiery Flame was copied and had her pigtails edited off, giving me the idea of twins. Red’s twin is named Flint Flare Flame.

Haley Galaxy, Squiggles N Shapes, & Trace E Doodles are all a different kind of species. Haley is an alien like creature, and the drawing twins (Yes, they are sisters in this AU.) are a strange species of chalk & clay respectively.

Most of the cast have jobs. Crumbs runs a bakery where Blush Pink Pastry, Grapevine Stripes, Toasty Sweet Fluff, Candle Slice O’ Cake, Sugar Fruit Drops, Whirly Stretchy Locks, And Whimsy Sugar Puff work at. Peanut is a Performer at a circus with other performer Lalaloopsies. Spot works at a arts and crafts store with the drawing sisters, just to name a few. And the Littles all go to a school Bea runs.

Their species can actually mature and devolp, that means they all have parents and have been children at some point. Most of the characters parents don’t show up, but because I’m cool I’ve made some characters the children of other canon Lalaloopsy dolls. This also means characters are in relationships as well, but I’ll discuss that later.

If you couldn’t tell, this AU mostly centers around the characters that have appeared in the show and movies, with few of the dolls mixed in.

Lalaoopsies are also a thing. They’re a whole different species that live far away from the Lalaloopsies, and they’re basically like their characters in the movie, not much on them, honestly.

And that’s about it, I might dive deeper into the plots, like the relationships and jobs, but this is all for now. Bye!

#lalaloopsy #lala oopsies #au #lalaloopsy au #au headcanon #headcanons #WHOOP THIS IS A LOT OF WRITING

[fatesinthenight]

Leather and Blood (part 6)

"Hey guys this is Jameson." Bim introduces the new kid to the twins. "Yea! I heard we got a new student here." Jim jumps up. "Your Jameson Jackson. You moved here from Brighton. You don't talk and use sign language." He pauses. "That's pretty much all I heard." Jimmy shakes his head. "My brother tries to know everything that goes on here." "A good reporter knows all!" Jim points out. "Welcome to sunny Los Angeles." Jameson smiles. He takes out his notepad and starts writing on it. "It's nice to meet you." "Jameson take a seat. Tell us about yourself." Jimmy thinks for a second. "Well write it." Jameson chuckles at that. "It's fine. I'm pretty fast a writing. You can ask me anything." Oliver settles on the bench. "How do you like there so far?" "It's loud. A lot of things happening here. Where I am from it's a bit calmer." Jameson answers. "Are you getting used to the heat?" Bim asks. "It gets pretty toasty here." "It is a big change. If I am going to miss anything it would be the snow." Jameson doodled a little snowman. "You got to be in the snow!" Jimmy's eyes sparkle. "I have always wanted to be in the snow." "Snow angels. Making a snowman. Awww a snowball fight." Bim gets excited thinking about it. "It's not that fun when you get a cold afterword." Jameson sighs. The boys go in asking Jameson about himself. Where he went to school before. The kind of music he likes. If he had any kind of hobbies. Jameson would tell them about Brighton. All the things he used to do there, his favorite places. The more he talked about it the most he started to feel homesick. "Jameson? Are you ok?" Oliver notices Jameson started to frown. Jameson gives a sad smile. "It just moving to a new country is very overwhelming. A place I have never been to before. I left my home. It's all different." Bim puts a hand on Jameson's shoulder. "You are not alone. You came here with your family." "My parents are-" Jameson clenches the pencil. "They passed away about a year ago." The boys go quiet. They don't really know what to say about that. The hurt in Jameson's eyes makes them feel a pin in their heart. Jameson seemed like a very nice guy and he was going through so much. His parents are gone and he moved to a new country. It seemed like a lot to take in. "I'm sorry." Bim speaks quietly. Jameson looks at the others and scribbles on his notepad. "It's alright. I have my big brother with me. It's just us. We get by." He smiles. "He is really amazing." "O you have a brother?" Oliver asks. "Yes. He's older than me. He works really hard trying to look after me. He stays up late at night working and comes home completely tired." Jameson smiles warmly. "My brother does so much for me. I would not have made it this far without him." "He sounds like a good brother." Jim grins. Jameson nods. The boys stop asking Jameson to many questions, not wanting to pry too much. They were able to show him around the school before they all had to go back to class. Jameson was glad that he had at least one of the guys in all of his classes. It made him less nervous in the classroom and not feel so alone. Once his last class was over they guys all got together at the front of the school. "Jameson we are all headed to the dinner now you want to come with?" Oliver offers an invitation. Jameson thinks about it. He was making friends and he would like to hang out with them more. He takes his notepad out again. "I would like to but my brother is going to pick me up." "O well that's alright. We can do it some other time." Bim reassures him. Jameson nods. "Yes I would like that." "Heads up!" A square walks by and slams Jameson's notepad out of his hands. His two buddies laugh and give him a high five. Bim picks it up and dusts it off. As he hands it back to Jameson he looks back at the bullies. "What's your problem?" "Someone has to show the new kid who things work around here. We don't like freaks." A guy steps up to Bim and Jameson. "He is not a freak." Jim steps up. "He can't even speak." A second guy gets in Jameson's face. "Why can't you talk? Something got your tongue?" Jameson holds his notepad to his chest. It's not like he is not used to this. He got the same reactions back home sometimes. The thing was he didn't get picked on as much because people were afraid to go near him. They knew better than to touch him. His brother made sure of that. A car drives up to the front of the school with a screeching halt. Everyone looks up at a dark green car that parks. The door opens up and this guy walks out sporting dark green hair. He is dressed head to toe in black, he could put Dark to shame. His leather jacket has a hint of a green tint to it in the sunlight. He walks up to the boy bothering Jameson and instantly grabs his shirt in the front. He pulls him up to his face and takes off his sunglasses to reveal his deep blue eyes. "You think you can do whatever the fuck you want because you got money or something?" This dark guy grins. "Feel big messing with a kid that can't talk? How low can you get?" The hairs on Bim's arm go up. This guy has this static feeling about him. He also has this unnerving aura around him. It makes Bim feel paralyzed. This guy reminds him of Dark in so many ways. It was terrifying. "Awww now you can't talk now?" The new guy laughs. He pulls out a switch blade and let's it hover over the square's cheek. "What's the matter? Where did that little cocky attitude go?" Bim takes a step back. Oliver shakes and huddles near Bim. The twins looks around and notice people are staring at them. This guy just took out a knife like nothing and threatened a student. Jameson grabs the guys arm and shakes his head at the guy. The guy looks down at Jameson and his expression changes. Jameson starts to move his hands and seems to be pleading to this guy. The guy sighs and takes his blade back. "I hope you learned something today little boy." The guy shoves the square back. He walks away and looks back at Jameson. "JJ come on." The guys look at Jameson in shock. How could this shy kid know this crazy knife swinging stranger. Then again people said the same about Bim when it came to Wilford. Jameson looks back at the guys who are all staring back and forth at him and the guy walking off. Jameson writes fast and shows it to his friends. "That's my brother. I need to go bye." Jameson stuffs the notepad in his backpack and runs off to the car. As the car drives off Bim thinks to himself that Jameson and him know some interesting people. Jim blinks and still doesn't know what to say. Oliver turns to Bim still surprised. "And I thought Dark was the bad one..." Oliver shivers. In the car Jameson frowns in the passenger seat. The car stops at the new house and he gets out fast. He doesn't look back as he takes out his key and opens the door. Once he gets in the living room he tosses his bag to the couch and looks back at his brother. "Anti why did you do that!" Jameson signs angry. Anti locks the door. "I don't want ya dealing with assholes again at this new place. I just dealt with a problem before it started." "You didn't have to pull out a knife and threaten my classmate! You can't always resort to violence for everything." Jameson sighs. "You are going to scare everyone again..." Anti's face gets soft. "Hey you know I didn't mean it." Jameson looks away. Last time Anti intervened no one wanted to go near Jameson again. His friends slowly distanced themselves, they were too afraid of Anti.Jameson had no friends and he spent most of his days alone. He fought with Anti afterword, things were said... Things that still hurt Anti no matter how many times Jameson said he was sorry. Jameson can hear the hurt in Anti's voice. He walks over to him and hugs his brother tightly. Anti wraps his arms around Jameson, hugging him back. Jameson sniffles a little and grips Anti's jacket. He moves away to sign. "I made friends today." He smiles. "They seem very nice. The school is not so bad too." Anti takes off Jameson's hat and messes his hair. "That's good JJ. If I scared them off I'm sorry." Jameson shakes his head "They are different. I get this feeling that they will still be around." He smiles. "I think I'm starting to like it here."

#leather and blood #bim trimmer #jim twins #google oliver #jameson jackson #antisepticeye

[yiulee999]

opm time traveler au (spoilers)

genos goes back in time and tries to disguise himself and befriending sai as a bookworm lol and they become good friends until sai is fooling around and playfully steals genos’ glasses one day and the you know 💘 💘 💘 💘

what started out as a random doodle turned into a multi-chapter length fic draft out on discord!! *o*

the full convo/story is posted below bUT its heavy angst!! be warned!! sorry about the casual lingo, i was posting in chat format XD 

so time traveler au picks up from when sai was getting picked on back in middle school chapter in the manga

and when genos goes back in time he thinks the only way he can get close to saitama if he was an ‘outcast’ too

so he purposefully nerdifies himself more? lOL how is possible,,,

Originally genos got sent back by dr. Genus as way to figure out the key to sai’s strength

Bc in the ‘future’ genos, they had just met and genos just wanted to know what made sai powerful

And initially when they meet genos is very forward about wanting to know all about saitama who finds it kinda creepy and stalkerish when he finds genos tailing him in the hallways and after school haha

And other classmates notice how the new kid (genos) follows/takes an interest in the class loser (sai) so predictably they start making fun of and bullying genos too

Genos, true to form, doesnt give a fuck xD

But sai has mixed feelings about it bc it was the first time someone took an actual interest in him and even though he’s so forward, genos never overstepped boundaries with him and was an okay guy overallBut alot of the story has to do with sai trying to figure out what its like to have a friend

And what to do because hes never had one

But he does know that he doesnt like seeing genos getting pushed around or made fun of so there are moments where he’ll try to stick up for him by telling them to knock it off or pulling genos aside to a differnt hallway when he sees the bullies coming

At the same time hes so confused on like what to do right, so he’ll also try to push genos away, ‘maybe if he didn’t hang around me so much, he’ll won’t get picked on…’

There was one scene i knew i wanted to do

Where after sai stands up for genos, the bullies treat sai worse

So it was an after school thing, behind one of the school buildings where sai is beat up pretty bad (like barely standing) and the bully has him by the front of his shirt and had his fist pulled back

When genos arrives

Before, sai had managed to ditch genos so he wouldnt see sai when he’s ‘weak’And always made up some excuse when he bruises or other injuries

So genos interrupts the scene by straight up grabbing the bullies wrist

And seething in all toasty righteous fury ‘dont touch him!’

and sai cant see it cus he had two black eyes at this point

but this was some dialogue i had written:

S:’What’s he doing? Why is he helping me?‘ "Hey–“

Bully pulls back fist "Look, kid. You’re new so I’ll give you a free pass this time if you walk away right now. You wouldn’t want us to mess up that pretty face of yours, would you?"

G: "How generous of you. Unfortunately, I won’t be extending the same courtesy to anyone who treats this person disrespectfully. Especially not ugly trash like you. "

Bully: "Why you–!! ”

And when the bully tries to redirect the hit to genos, genos instinctively throws out his palm and says ‘incin—‘ before he realizes he doesnt have his cannons

And genos is about to get b e a t

When sai wrenches himself from the bullies grip and takes the hit for him

They like tumble down and genos is confused to what happened before he sees sai lying motionless beside him, bleeding from his head and unresponsive

And i was gonna end a chapter there with genos screaming saitama’s name…

Next chapter was gonna be sai waking up slowly and in a world of hurt

He realizes he’s in the nurses office

It was night time

And when could finally see, he hallucinates seeing like 8 mini genos (remember the genosbots :3)‘Why…whys there eight of you/??’

So basically genos is worry over him so much whereas sai says its fine but genos is like feeling really bad so sai shakily reaches over and gently taps him on the forehead

And grins weakly, ‘there, now we’re even.’

Genos is crying openly bc he’s remembering when future saitama playfully hit his head after a spar and he thinks that saitama-sensei is strong no matter how old he is

And he’s just…overwhelmed by how kind and strong saitama is, even when he has no strength at all (Cus hes like 14 rn haha)

I think a couple days pass, and genos and saitama are eating lunch on the roof (cue bento box scene lol)

Sai is healing nicely, genos is still feeling bad whenever he looks over an sees the bandage on sais head

Some dialogue:

Eating lunch on the roof. G: How’s your wound? S: Hm? Oh, it’s fine. Don’t worry, my teachers say I have a hard head. G: I’m sorry. S: ? Why are you sorry? Not like you’re the one who punched me. G: I made things worse. If I hadn’t antagonized him, then–!! S: Then he woulda beat me up anyway. Seriously, man, it’s not your fault, okay? So you can stop doing all those things for me. G: Like what? S: You know! Like being nice to me and buying lunch and stuff. You don’t need to feel guilty about it anymore.

Sai is still kinda insecure abt having a genuine friend, so he still thinks genos is being nice to him out of pity or smtg, (and genos had been particularly nice to him after he got injured so he figured it was out of guilt)

And i mean….it was,, genos feels terribly guilty…but i think watching sai, who was powerless, attempt to protect him just made him more intrigued (and unbeknownst to him fall a lot deeper in love XD)

But genos says thats not why he does those things

That saitama reminded him of ‘someone’ he knew whom he admired greatly

At his ‘old’ school

He tells sai about his ‘sensei’ and how amazing this person was and all of his great qualities

And sai was feeling a little more depressed at each praise genos was singing about this person (coughjealouscough)

And i have another piece of dialogue here…

S: if you like him so much, why did you leave?   G: …I wanted to see the kind of person sensei was before he became strong. this is where he grew up. S: …seems like a lot of effort just for one person. G:.that person (sai thoughts: he’s still talking?)…no matter what i did..I couldn’t reach him. I’d do anything to close the distance between us..I thought that if I came here, I would be able to understand him. I thought I could help him. G: touches saitama’s wound But instead, I’m still the one being saved. I never learn.

And genos gives sai this painfully heartfelt smile and its full of regret, frustration, self-loathing, admiration, and some other unidentified emotion that just floors saitama

Saitama sees genos’ smile and his eyes and is just...stunned by the level of vulnerability he sees (he’s never gotten close enough to anyone before to see it)

So he reaches out, hestitantly at first, before wiping away genos’ tears carefully because if he touches any harder he’s afraid genos would crumble

S: “i dont really get it...but if you feel that strongly, then i’m sure some part of your feelings reached him.”

And they share their first hug then :3

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((When i wrote this, genos didnt have glasses haha so i guess that scene where sai realizes how pretty genos is would go before this one))

I guess if the glasses were involved, sai would be torn between wanting genos to take them off (so he can see his eyes which oddly finds that he likes them...alot.) and keep them on so other ppl wont see how pretty he is

Bc sure if they saw, genos would no longer be his friend

He would have so many ppl vying for his attn, he would be surrounded by girls and guys and would be approachableAnd saitama would get left behind

But i think even tho sai wants to be selfish and keep genos to himself, he also realizes that genos wouldnt be bullied if he were more accepted

So he would encourage genos to ditch the glasses and genos would end up getting accepted by everyone but he would still stay with saitama and nothing would change between them other than saitama getting really red at random times and avoiding eye contact more

It would just be one of the many things that strengthen their relationship as friends. And i think i had planned some stuff where they do a bunch of typical friend / kid stuff

Like genos tutoring saitama on math, genos running circles around sai in track/field (‘wtf...huff are...huff you?! huff some...kinda...rOBOT!?). Them going to the arcade, saitama taking genos around to explore his hometown, they go on hiking trips and stuff. 

genos finding out saitama lived alone and that’s why he always buys lunch (or doesnt eat if he got bullied out of it that day) and talking out their issues and genos reaching out and saying yeah, he knew what it felt like to be alone

but that saitama should never feel that way because he wasn’t alone anymore, and saitama joking affectionately ‘yeah i have you to stick annoyingly close.’

and also heavy scenes like when you have to fill out future goals sheets in school where sai shyly admits that he’s always thought it’d be nice to be a hero and was shocked when genos was oVERWHELMINGLY supportive bc he’s never had anyone cheer for him like this, believe in him like genos does. And he calls genos crazy for agreeing with him, but he thinks he must also be crazy because when genos looks at him like that, he feels like he could do it

and its one of the first moments we see sai really open up to genos

bc being a hero was something he truly cared about

but his teachers, his classmates, heck the world, didn’t think he could do, they thought it was a hopeless dream for someone, and he’s so used to facing this kind of rejection that he’s started to believe it really would be impossible for someone like him.... 

but all it took was this one person, this one friend to tell him he could...and it made him feel invincible

and its probably the scene where saitama realizes how important genos is to him.

So of fucking course its when saitama realizes genos is important to him that drama bomb hits Basically, Dr. genus comes and pays genos a surprise visit. And hes like “did you forget the reason I sent you back here? Any updates?”

And genos is like “i have nothing of interest to report”

genus: "This isn’t some children’s game, you know. "

genos: "I must be careful not to expose myself. Saitama-sensei is more observant than I had initially planned--"

genus: "You’re stalling. I have an idea: Fight him. "

genos: !!! dr : "You’ll have a disguise. I will re-install your blasters. Perhaps a stressful situation will trigger a transformatio--. "

((so it was gonna be hinted at that even though genos appeared like a normal human, he was just redesigned by genus and was actually still a cyborg) genos: "I refuse to put Saitama-sensei in danger!!"

dr: "What danger? He is more than capable of--"

genos: "Right now, he is powerless. An attack could kill him--!"

dr: " And doing nothing will kill us!! Your mission is to find out the secret to his strength! Something we both wanted to discover and the entire reason why I chose you as my test subject! I will not sit here idly while you indulge in your childish fantasies that will get us both erased from the timestream. Look. " //he shows genos a pic of the hero registery from their time//

genos: " !!! Sensei’s name is missing!”

dr: " Your name is gone too. I dont know what you did but your actions are interfering with the future. Here. Collect your belongings and leave no evidence behind. We depart in 1 hour. "

genos: " !! Wait! Give me more time!! I understand now..!"

//genos has a bunch of flashbacks of when he does fun stuff with saitama. When sai tries to make him something in cooking class (and fails badly lol). When saitama shares his manga with genos. When they watch anime together.//

Genos: “I understand now..what type of person sensei was...his strength (when sai was protecting him from bullies)...his kindness (sai wiping his tears away)...his warmth (sai hugging him*)...!!”

“I finally understand...!!”

sai holding his hand, sai smiling and eating with him..

“...what its like to feel human again!!!”

He’s suddenly lifted off the ground and pushed roughly against the wall. Dr. Genus has him by the collar.

“Reality check, little shit!! You. Do. Not. Belong. Here! You’ve been playing pretend for far too long! And guess what demon cyborg?”

He tosses genos to the ground

“Time’s run out”

So chapter was gonna end with genos’ hand slowly fading in and out

next chapter would begin with genos being given 2 hours by dr. Genus to basically pack his shit and go. bc they cant leave any trace of the future stuff when they leave So genos ends up back in the classroom Packing his cute stationary and shit xD

(That sai bought him o b v i o u s l y )

And he’s startled by the door sliding open

And saitama walks in

He’s suprised to see genos there (and looking guilty?) “did ya forget smtg?”

And genos just kinda..looks away

And sai sees him packing up and taking everything and hes quiet for a bit ...

“You’re leaving?” He asks softly

“Saitama-kun, I—!”

“Why?” He keeps talking in that soft tone, but it silences genos more effectively than a shout

“I..I can’t...”

S: “...Is it because of that person?”

(Sai remembers the shine in genos eyes when he talks about his ‘sensei’, his special person, and his heart kinda just falls to his feet)

(i never had a chance, did i...)

Genos cant answer because yeah it was because of saitama in the future. So what if genos disappeared? Genos didn’t care. But the world needed saitama. It needed Saitama The Hero. He had to leave now so saitama can exist in the future

But since he cant say anything, for fear or changing the future even more, genos just doesnt say anything

So sai assumes that yeah, it was because of someone else, someone better than him, someone who deserved genos’ admiration and loyalty

He doesnt say anything, just approaches genos slowly, trying not to startle genos who has like deer in head lights ready-to-b o l t

And saitama rests his forehead on genos’ shoulder, barely touching him but close enough that genos cant ignore him, genos can feel his presence and his warmth

And theres a moment where genos is t o r n

Bc this saitama acknowledges him in a way that future sai wouldnt. This saitama looks at him and sees him whereas his sensei’s gaze passes over him to focus on the sale sign

And genos has been in school again, and he realizes he missed it. He missed having his worries be about being late for class, missing a school assignment, whether he could sit next saitama next class, what to pack for his and sai’s lunch tomorrow

And he knew in the back of his mind, that his real self, was in surgery at this time, trading warmth for fire and destruction, shedding his humanity while his future self was regaining it in the past,Thanks to saitama

He inhales sharply, ‘sai—‘ S: “don’t go.”

G: !

(Sai thought genos was going to say he was going to leave and he didn’t think he could hear him say it) S: “I know..he’s precious to you...” He reaches for genos, and after hesitating over touching genos’ hand, he settles for gripping genos’ sleeve of his school uniform tightly S: “but you’re precious to me “

And genos has tears streaming down his face. Because he wanted to stay, he had never wanted anything so much before than to just stay with saitama before he became sensei, to cheer for him when no one else would, to stop him from reaching the point he had trade his emotions for his strength, to stop the emptiness before it could touch him

But he also knew...that in order for his sensei to become strong...saitama needed to have these struggles that pushed him to change

That success without sacrifice was impossible, and he knew, genos KNEW it in his soul that if he stayed...if HE was the factor that caused saitama to limit himself, to fall back on a regular life when genos had seen it with his own eyes that this was a man destined for greater things...he would never be able to forgive himself

Genos throws his arms around saitama and hugs him tightly. He feels like he’s floating with nothing to ground him than the feeling of saitama returning his embrace equally tightly with his still lanky arms

G: “Saitama-kun....Thank you.”

G: “...goodbye.”

So next chapter begins ...With genos ending up back in genus’ lab

G: “Are we back?”

dr: “It appears so. We should—hey!! Where are you going?”

And genos is running off to look for saitama/his SENSEI because he had to exist, he had to still be a hero, right?!

He bumps into a monster

But not just any monster...Its the mosquito girl XD

Genos fights MG because its what he’s supposed to do, but he’s not scared for the fight...he’s scared for what’s to come AFTER...

And saitama shows up and finishes off MG with wan punch!!!

Genos is thankfully, not in disrepair bc he managed to dodge her attacks and was basically stalling for time

Saitama kinda sees him and looks at him blandly but to genos, that garrish, eye-burning yellow hero suit was the best thing he had ever seen

S: “Oh. A civilian? Are you oka—“

And he freezes all of a sudden.

And genos also freezes bc he doesn’t know what to do Its saitama-sensei...he should know the script, he’s done it all before

But now saitama-sensei was the stranger and he longed for the comfort that came with saitama-kun’s toothy smile

But he too had changed....he was a cyborg now, weaponized arms and black sclera on full display. His core spun dangerously. Would saitama even recognize him? Would he remember that day in the classroom when they parted ways, that was only a few hours ago for genos but more than a decade for saitama?

Genos froze. Would saitama even want to remember? After all the heartbreak genos had caused him?

Lost in his thoughts, genos almost didn’t notice saitama approach until the soft crunch of asphalt right in front of him jarred him to reality

Genos held his breath

Saitama didnt say anything. Only let that sharp gaze pierce genos in ways no monster could.

Genos couldnt read what he was thinking, he never could on his sensei’s bland face but this time, there was something tightly guarded in those brown eyes.

Saitama muttered something so low that genos had to use his advanced hearing to pickup

S: “It cant be...”

Louder and taking an aggressive step forward, saitama clenched his hand into a fist. He narrowed his eyes. “...If you’re some kinda shape-shifting monster...this won’t end well for you.”

G: “It’s genos!! I’m...I’m genos.”

Saitama freezes and his eyes grow wide. Genos almost instinctively lurches foward when saitama falls back on his heels, appearing shaken.

S: ...genos?

Genos nods tentatively.

For a moment, saitama doesnt say anything. But genos finds he doesnt need to. Those brown eyes had opened and genos could see, could feel some far-flung emotions creep back into that achingly familiar face as saitama let his gaze trail from his new eyes down his circuited arms and linger on the glowing blue that peeked through his shirt

After what felt like years, genos saw a corner of saitama’s lips twitch.

S: “It really is you....Heh. You haven’t changed a bit.”

G: “Sai—“

S: "I tried to forget you. I tried to go back to life before you. I finished school .... somehow got a job as a shitty salesman..."

S: "...I really tried."

Genos looked down, ashamed. He had been the one to injure saitama so unforgivably. He couldn’t imagine what it would be like if saitama had done the same to him, if he had turned genos away from being his disciple. Kicked him out. How could you forgive someone who changed your world for the better, only to leave it behind?

More than anything, he needed to beg for forgiveness, not that he deserved it—but saitama did.

G: “Saitama, I—“

Sai shook his head, like he didn’t want to hear it.

Genos thought his core would crack.

S: “I thought...If I were strong, things would get better. If I were stronger than that person..maybe you would have picked me instead.”

S: “Maybe you would have stayed “

S: “I trained and trained until I became strong...but it wasn’t enough. To capture your attention, I had to be the strongest.” Saitama pauses and shoots him a small, cheeky grin that had echoes of the same toothy smile Genos cherished.

S: “I would have to be, to take care of someone as high maintenance as you.”

Then the smile faded. S: “But even after I became strong..what did it matter? You had left and I didn’t know if I would ever see you again. And if for some crazy reason i Did meet you again...I didn’t know if i had it in me to ask you to choose again..”

G: (full on oil tears, the whole shebang)

G: S-Saitama..!!

Saitama grinned helplessly at him.

S: “So hurry up and choose me, genos!”

G: “Sensei!!!” [ because I had already chosen you a long time ago ]

They hug.

THE END!!!!!!!!!!! :’D

There’s a small epilogue where sai’s like..you called me teacher again. Im still not a teacher you know (in reference to this original post: http://yiulee.tumblr.com/post/139194391025/time-travel-au ) .

And genos is like: dont worry sensei, ill explain it to you

And sai is like ah, okay? But first. surprise smooch! S: been waiting 12 years to do that :D 

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endless thanks to @konorai​ @batneko​ @egg-in-the-basket​ for bearing with me while i unloaded this beast into the discord chat..yall the real mvps!!! ;3; 

#saigenos #opm #saitama #genos #time travel au #my writing #opm time travel au #i was right #im never finishing this LOL OTL #but!! #i hope you guys still enjoy the story outline! :D #the key scenes i wanted to write/draw are still included so im sated :> #yiulee art #opm art

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what’s your favorite song(s) to sing/hum?

my go-to song for when i’m alone and want to belt one out is “on my own” from les mis. some others off the top of my head:

- “be my baby” by the ronettes - “don’t worry baby” by the beach boys - “so far away” by carole king - “i can’t make you love me” by bonnie raitt - “how far i’ll go” from moana

oh and, there’s this song called “millworker” from the musical working (james taylor also covers it) that i learned when i took voice lessons in high school and still love to sing when i’m alone. it’s beautiful but very sad.

what are your favorite flower/tree/plant (all 3 or whatever you have an answer to)?

cherry blossoms are my fave flower which i guess makes me basic but i’m also really fond of hydrangeas.

favorite color(s?)

the colors that appear most in my wardrobe are black, gray, cobalt, forest green, burnt orange and merlot.

what do you always doodle (if you ever do)?

i rarely doodle bc i don’t like to draw, but sometimes i’ll scribble words and phrases in japanese when i’m bored.

how do you take your coffee/tea? If you don’t like those what’s your fav warm drink?

i like my coffee milky but not very sweet, if at all. black tea, i take with milk and sugar (what in england they might call a ‘builder’s brew’). most other types of tea, i drink straight.

favorite candle scent?

clean scents like cotton/ocean or sweet scents like vanilla are my favorite.

sunrise or sunset?

sunrise i suppose (i rarely watch either)

what perfume do you wear if any?

my all-time fave perfume is chance (eau fraiche) by chanel and my second favorite is the perfume oil “dorian” by black phoenix alchemy lab.

what’s your go to dance move when you’re alone?

sdlfjslsl idk i guess i just move my hips a little there’s no set move really

favorite quote?

“do i dare disturb the universe?” - t.s. eliot, the love song of j. alfred prufrock (i actually have this tattooed on my foot bc i love it so much lol)

favorite self care thing(s) or routine(s)?

getting my nails done, doing a face mask, getting myself an iced coffee and a chocolate croissant bc that’s my favorite treat.

fuzzy socks or house slippers?

house slippers, i am a house slipper collector and enthusiast

what color are your eyes?

dark brown, almost black.

what’s your favorite eye color on others?

every eye color is beautiful!

favorite season? why?

i like autumn and spring bc the days are still fairly long and the temperatures aren’t too extreme (on average).

cheek, neck or nose kisses?

cheek, probably.

what does your happy place look like?

in bed, toasty warm wrapped up in a bunch of blankets, drinking a coffee as rain/snow falls outside.

favorite breed of dog?

my family owned a bichon frise when i was growing up so i’m partial to those, but i do think that poodles and goldendoodles are objectively the cutest dogs.

do you ever want to be married? If so what colors would you pick for your wedding theme?

i do wanna get married someday, yeah. and i guess i’d have to consult with my partner so we could agree on a color scheme but i’d love a classic white wedding, maybe with some soft periwinkle or slate blue accents.

silk or lace?

silk

favorite weather?

partially cloudy, 60ish degrees f with a very slight breeze

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