#wanpanmas2023

[fern-keey]

Wanpanmas day 6: Date

#my art #one punch man #saitama #genos #genosai #saigenos #wanpanmas2023 #wanpanmas

[rayadraws]

Wanpanmas day 2, prompt ”Christmas cake”!

#wanpanmas #wanpanmas2023 #raya draws #rover

[kagomesama]

Day 6 of Wanpanmas: Date

#opm #onsoku no sonic #one punch man #saitama #genos one punch man #bang opm #king opm #wanpanmas2023 #prompt: Date

[melancholicumbrella]

Wanpanmas Day 2: Christmas Cake

Garou is so hungry that he already wants to eat the cake, but Charanko wants to wait for Bang and the others.

That's why they haven't realized that someone arrived with a surprise~~

#wanpanmas2023 #opm #one punch man #garou opm #charanko #my drawings

[criscura]

DAY ONE OF WANPANMAS!!!! STARRY NIGHT!!!!!! (sound on!)

Aahh... the boys..... the BOYS..... ficlet, still image, and GIF under the cut <3<3

“It’s getting so cold lately…”

“Would Sensei like my sweater?”

Saitama tugged his well-loved jacket closer, laughing low. “And leave you naked?”

“It would not matter much to me, Sensei. I can maintain my internal body temperature regardless of how much clothing I wear.”

A leaf pattered across the broken concrete, leaving bits of itself behind with every bounce. “That’s not really the point.”

“If it would help you keep warm, I would be more than happy to lend it to you.”

“Of course you would,” Saitama muttered, eyes focused on the boots beside him. It was a familiar sight, now, and sound. The stomp-stomp, the chink-chink, the whirr of motors and a deep voice he could always rely on to answer him.

It’s weird, how quickly it became a habit for Saitama to call out to him.

“Hey Genos?”

“Yes, Sensei?”

Saitama smiled. “You don’t have to do that, you know.”

“...Do…what?”

“Give me anything I ask for.”

“But you would do it for me.”

It was getting harder to look him in the eyes sometimes, though. “Well…”

“And I’m happy to do it.”

“But you don’t have to.”

“Sensei, you misunderstand.” The steps beside him slowed. “I am happy to do it. Even if I didn’t feel that I should as your disciple, or because you deserved it for all that you are, I would still do it. I enjoy it.”

“...Yeah?” Saitama asked, looking up to the clear sky, matching the pace of the man next to him. “I guess that makes sense. You’re always looking out for everyone.”

Genos stopped, so Saitama stopped too. It was a second before he piped up again. “I do not feel that I am proficient enough to look out for everyone… But Sensei, is… You are not just anyone.”

The stars were so bright, and so many. It made Saitama dizzy. “You say that stuff all the time… I feel like a jerk.”

“Why? I didn’t mean to–”

“No,” Saitama interrupted, laying a hand on Genos’ shoulder. “Not like that. You’re not doing it. I just never say anything back to you.”

His ever-devoted disciple tipped his head. “Do you have anything to say back?”

“You don’t think I do?”

Genos blinked. “About me? I…” His breath steamed against the dark, catching the moonlight and curling around his face like a glowing picture frame. “I cannot imagine what you would have to say.”

He looked so...soft.

“Are you serious," Saitama asked, failing to make it sound like a joke.

“Yes.” He hid his eyes behind his bangs. Saitama was sure he didn’t know how much of a tell that was, or else he wouldn’t do it.

“You don’t think I…” Saitama swallowed. “Do you think that little of yourself?”

Genos shrunk back. “I am reckless and stupid in battle, and I am constantly forgetting things. It seems I can never get anything right, no matter how many chances I am given. If I could–”

Saitama put a finger to his mouth before he could go down that path. “Stop. No. You wouldn’t be here if all you did was lose.” He let his hand slip. “You know that.”

Steam whispered from under Saitama’s fingers. It was hot, and burned even worse next to the sting of the cold air. He moved his palm to rest it on Genos’ core and it pulsed gently in the night. 

It radiated a much nicer kind of warmth.

They stood like that in the dark, wind whistling through the trees around them. Saitama watched the blue light bleed out between his fingers. It was mesmerizing. 

“I’m sorry,” he said, quiet, “That I’m bad. At that. At letting you know.”

“Know…what, Sensei?” Genos leaned closer, like the hum around them was too loud and he couldn't hear over it. “You still haven’t said what you mean.”

They both knew he could though.

“What… What I think about you.”

Genos looked up, expectant. He stared like a frightened rabbit, but his eyes were locked onto Saitama all the same. 

When Saitama focused back onto his chest, those eyes followed. They were quiet again for the second time as Saitama thought. His silence was harsh and biting as the chill.

Then, with only a small uptick in his pulse, he took Genos' chin and tipped it up. And he was the one to look him straight-on this time.

It was still hard.

Genos’ hand tentatively curled around his wrist. Not pulling. Not pushing.

“I,” Saitama started, breathing out. He could feel the heat sticking to his skin. They were so close now there was nowhere else for it to go. “Genos, I…”

Metal fingers tugged at his open coat, scared. Hopeful. Inviting.

Genos’ lip was trembling. 

Saitama inhaled once more, tasting the electricity that buzzed beneath his hand. He swallowed it down, deep into his gut, and he pressed forward.

Genos would give Saitama the shirt off his back without a second thought. Of course he would. And he was right, Saitama would do the same for him. He would help keep the shiver from Genos however he knew how, no matter where it was.

To keep him warm. …To keep him near.

To try to let him know everything he meant to his dumb, grateful, overheating sensei, even if the feeling was too big to ever fit into words alone.

His lips could still make do.

HAPPY WANPANMAS HERE'S TO MANY MORE!!

#one punch man #one punch #opm #genos #saitama #genosai #saigenos #precious robot baby #egg on legs #ficlet #wanpanmas #wanpanmas2023

[wanpanmas]

Wanpanmas Christmas Countdown

A worldwide holiday event following a prompt list for fic, art, or other creative work! All ships are welcome. Please tag your ship and #wanpanmas2023. NSFW is allowed, but please censor for posting on tumblr/twitter, or link to a site that allows NSFW. The event starts on December 19th and continues until the 25th, but late submissions are welcome until January 1st!

PROMPT LIST 12/19: Starry Night 20: Christmas Cake 21: Keep Warm 22: Mistletoe 23: Ugly Sweater 24: Date 25: Open/free

We look forward to everyone’s contributions!

#one punch man #one punch #opm #wanpanmas #wanpanmas2023

[unfortunatelycake]

Wanpanmas 2023 Day 2: Christmas Cake

Genos is going to fight it!!!!!

Saitama wants a slice. 🍽️🍰

I mean hey, free cake is free cake.

#wanpanmas2023 #one punch man #kakera draws stuff #kakera draws stuff badly #i called this a ‘quick low effort doodle’ when talking to a friend #but according to ibispaintx it took like three and a half hours lmao

[toxictwyla]

A little late, but I made it.

#wanpanmas2023 #opm #one punch man #gale wind #hellfire flame #windflame #flamewind

[mikkiina-mikina]

It do be kinda cold

#wanpanmas2023 #saigenos #genosai #i feel like this kinda sucks but. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[amenoromen]

WIP 24th 「date」 I'm late😭

#wanpanmas2023 #one punch man #opm #dr genus #dr. genus #opm manga #zombieman #zombieman opm #ワンパンマン #opm webcomic

[fern-keey]

Wanpanmas day 5: Ugly Sweater

Saitama is honoured that Genos will sacrifice his usual fashion to match him

#my art #wanpanmas2023 #one punch man #saitama #genos #genosai #saigenos #wanpanmas

[bebe-tatsu]

Day 2: Christmas Cake (The Aftermath)

Alongside participating WanPanMas 2023, this is a gift to @mad3ofstardust. I've always wanted to create an art out of her BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL fics but somehow things have not panned out very well for me, however POWDERED SUGAR was too good to pass up!!!

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!! To the fandom, to SaiTatsus, and to every creators I've been super blessed to meet!

#one punch man #saitatsu #tatsumaki #saitama #saitama x tatsumaki #wanpanmas2023

[rayadraws]

And the final one for Wanpanmas - Merry Christmas!

#raya draws #genos #saigenos #saitama #nekomimi au #wanpanmas2023 #wanpanmas

[kagomesama]

Day 5 of Wanpanmas: Ugly sweater

Garoh: " Naughty boy? Too cute!

Metal: Shut up!!!"

#one punch man #opm #garou #opm garou #metal bat #batarou #wanpanmas2023 #prompt: ugly sweater

[melancholicumbrella]

Wanpanmas Day 5: Ugly Sweater

He is very happy with their matching sweaters

#wanpanmas2023 #opm #one punch man #flashy flash #manako #prompt: ugly sweater #my drawings

[scary-senpai]

santa is a god-level threat.

Fandom: One-Punch Man

Genre: Comedy, Christmas / promptfic

Summary: Some are born with Christmas spirit, some achieve Christmas spirit, and some have Christmas Spirit thrust upon them. Amai Mask falls into the latter category.

For Wanpanmas 2023. Prompt: Starry Night

“You’ve reached the Santa Hero Hotline. With whom do I have the pleasure of speaking?” When Genos answered the phone with his usual overbearing exuberance, Amai Mask couldn’t help but roll his eyes. “In regards to your question about toy production,” Genos continued, “I think you will find the answer lies in both cutting-edge nanotechnology and an abundance of Christmas magic. Allow me to expound…” Every day, the Hero Association receives hundreds of calls from children concerned about the safety and wellbeing of themselves—but on Christmas Eve, however, the Hero Association receives thousands of phone calls from children concerned about the safety and well-being of Santa Claus. To deal with this sudden influx of phone calls, HA executives had rolled out a special holiday initiative: “Santa's Annual Navigation Tracking and Heroic Elf Response Operation” (also known as the “Santa Hero Hotline,” for short).

....Amai Mask hated everything about it.

[[read the whole thing on ao3]]

#one punch man #opm #wanpanmas #wanpanmas2023 #opm fanfic #my writing #amai mask #amai mask fanfic #prompt: starry night #ngl I stayed up a little bit past my bedtime to post this #I was very excited