all i wanted was a pie

Star Pie - An “My Hero Academia” Story

Well, we are finally here in Izuocha week! I am very excited to present the stories I have written for you all and I hope that you enjoy the adventures between our two favorite cinnamen rolls.

Thank you to @izuochaweek for hosting this event! 

My Hero Academia or Boku no Hero Academia is owned by Kohei Hirokoshi and Studio Bones. Thank you for all that you do for MHA (BNHA)!

This story is set in the Fantasy AU that Hirokoshi drew. For reference you might want to check the show’s third ending. 

Hopefully it is not too cringeworthy, and I hope you all enjoy! 

This is Day 1: Firsts.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand ACTION!

Ochako looked out at the stars, smiling. She was sitting out in a field, near the campsite. Her robe’s hood was down, and she was basking in the moonlight. No clouds, no storms. For once, the world was at peace.

Ochako had a book of constellations in her hand, her wand in the other. She was practicing different gravity spells. Mage magic was strictly tied to astronomy. Not that Ochako minded. She loved the study of stars. Nights like these always made her feel at peace.

She heard footsteps and turned around, startled. Her features softened when she saw the green eyed hero before her. In one hand was a satchel, in the other was a leaf-wrap. He smiled at her shyly when she looked up at him.

“Would you mind some company?”

Ochako laughed. “No Deku. Come here!”

He smiled and walked next to her and sat down. He placed his belongings on the grass next to him and hugged his knees, looking up into the stars.

Ochako couldn’t help but grin. The stars twinkling in Deku’s eyes were so pretty and nice, his eyes being the just right shade of green to make it look like you were staring at a nebula. It was quite extraordinary.

To be a hundred percent honest, everything about Deku was amazing. His will, determination, bravery, cute fluffy hair…

Ochako shook her head, her cheeks heating up. She dared a look at Deku and quietly sighed in relief when she saw his eyes unmoving from the sky.

“So you like the stars Deku?” She finally managed to ask after a long moment of peaceful silence.

He looked up at her and nodded. “Before this entire… quest began, I always liked to stay up on nights like this and just… record the constellations.” He blushed as he chuckled nervously. “Call it one of my many weird habits.”

Ochako smiled. “What are you talking about?” She showed the young hero her spell book. “All mages need to learn some level of astronomy. I love to look at the stars too!”

Deku’s face lit up as he grabbed his satchel and pulled out a very thick book. He flipped the pages to show the young Mage the notes upon notes of astronomy. Ochako’s eyes widened in amazement as she realized that Deku basically had most of the night sky charted in his book.

“Oh my God, Deku!” Ochako exclaimed, making the hero blush. “This is so cool! I shouldn’t have expected anything less from someone as amazing as you.”

Deku looked at her, his face going different shades of red, making Ochako realize what she had said. She turned around to look at her book, desperately trying to mask her blushing face.

Good God this is so embarrassing! She thought to herself.

“Th-Thank you Uraraka.” Deku replied quietly. Ochako could just feel his shy, bright smile burning into the side of her face as she nodded in reply.

“A-anyways, how do you study astronomy?” The green-eyed hero asked.

Ochako finally turned towards him and shrugged. “I don’t know, I just study the constellations that help increase power in my spells.”

“So you know the basic ones right? Orion, Polaris’s Ladle, right?”

Ochako nodded, fighting a grin. Seeing Deku so excited when talking about stars warmed her heart. Why was it that everything he did he did in such a perfect way?

Deku slowly rubbed his neck. “We have one more stop before we get to the city.” He looked down, rubbing his index finger along the spine of his book. “Do you think they’ll let us join the trade route?”

Ochako sighed, remembering their quest. It was like Deku to always be worried about even the most guaranteed things. Ever since their group met Momo, they have gotten clearance to join a royal trade route that can bring them to the mountains, where their next destination for the quest resides. However, if they don’t make it to Momo’s city in time, they’ll miss their chance.

Even though they still had a week to get there, which was more than enough time, Deku still worried.

“Deku, don’t worry. We still have a week to get there. Not to mention Momo will be there to help delay just in case. We’ll make it, don’t worry.”

Deku continued to play around with his book, his face clouded in thought.

For a moment, Ochako was rather proud. Deku wasn’t one to confide in anyone about his troubles. The fact that he came to her was a bit of an achievement. She wanted to help him just as much as he helped her. The green-eyed hero made that very difficult, however.

She placed a hand on his cheek to force him to look at her. “Look Deku. I know this quest is very important to you. It’s important to all of us! But you need to remember to not overwork yourself. You won’t be able to help anyone if you collapse from exhaustion. Wc care about you Deku. I don’t want you to wear yourself out!”

You’re too beautiful to be ruined Deku! Don’t do this to yourself. She thought to herself. She looked up to see the green-haired hero stare at her with admiration twinkling in his star-filled eyes. His grin lit Ochako up, and she smiled back at him.

Suddenly, she remembered the leaf-wrapped package Deku brought with him. She pointed to the wrap. “What is that Deku?”

He followed her gaze and suddenly perked up. “Oh! Oh yeah!” He grabbed the leaf wrap and untied it, revealing a pie in the shape of a star.

Ochako’s eyes lit up. “Y-you, How did you?”

He smiled sheepishly. “Remember when we were walking through the nearby town? I saw you and Asui in the bakery. You seemed very excited about the pies. You looked upset though when we had to go. I assumed you either couldn’t buy it, or didn’t have enough time. So,…”

Deku gently pushed the pie into Ochako’s hands. “I got this for you. You had said that you loved cherries, so I got the cherry pie.”

Ochako just stared at the pie. She could feel her eyes slightly stinging with tears. The dessert brought back memories of when her parents made pies to sell at a bake sale for her village. It reminded her of all the times they had where something good went in their family trades (for once), and the entire family came together to celebrate. It reminded her of the story her father would tell her; he would talk about how he and her mother shared a star pie together back when they were young. Her father had said that this was when he realized that he loved her mother.

And now, looking at Izuku, and then back at the pie…

He… He got me a… I was upset about food, and he got me a pie.

Ochako looked up to see Deku’s worried expression. “D-do you not like it? Oh no did I miscalculate? Maybe you were looking at the honey buns instead I-”

Ochako placed the pie down and leapt into his arms. She hugged him tight, laughing into his shoulder. “You’re so sweet Deku.” was the only thing she managed to whisper as she felt him relax into the hug. She could feel his cheeks flaring and his nervous hug clued her in.

Oh Deku, you’re always so embarrassed! She thought to herself with a smile.

They finally separated and Ochako grabbed hold of the pie again. She smiled widely at Deku. “So, do you want to share it with me?”

He was surprised for a moment. “Uraraka, I bought that for you! You should enjoy all of it.”

She playfully punched his shoulder. “I would enjoy it more if I shared it with you.”

What seemed like the hundredth time today, Deku blushed again as he smiled at her.

However, before he replied, the two of them turned around in the direction of the camp upon hearing Todoroki’s voice.

“Midoriya! Uraraka! Do you want to go into town for supplies? We need to get more craft supplies for the tents.”

Uraraka looked down, not responding. She felt a fire in her grow. We’re kind of having a moment right now Todo. I-I want him to-

“I’ll stay and keep watch of the camp. Kacchan and Iida had gone to hunt. So Uraraka and I should stay.” Deku called back.

Todoroki looked at him, surprised for a moment. “Oh! I did not know that the two of them were not here. My apologies! I’ll be in town then!”

“No problem Todoroki!”

“Be careful!” Uraraka managed to finally say, waving along with Deku to Todoroki.

They turned back and looked at each other. Then Deku took out a knife.

“Maybe you’re right. Maybe I do need a little break.” He said as he began to cut the pie.

Ochako giggled. “Let’s hope Bakugou doesn’t come back in time to see this.” She said, gesturing to the pie.

Deku smirked. “Yeah.”

As the two heroes started eating their desert, it dawned on Ochako that this was the first time she and Midoriya actually hanged out together. Alone.

And it was amazing. Just the two of them, sharing the pie, naming constellations without looking in their books, and then playing connect the dots, making up quirky names of random images they found in the sky.

Ochako didn’t remember when she fell asleep. All she knew was that when she woke up, her head was resting on Izuku’s shoulder. He himself was asleep, his head resting lightly against her own. This of course sent the young mage into a blushing mess, to which Tsuyu just laughed when she walked up to them. The frog girl smirked as she put up her hands to make a love shape, to which Ochako blushed even harder at. She glanced in the direction of the camp, and saw Iida and Todoroki both giving her thumbs up. She glanced down, wondering if it was possible to be any more embarrassed.

She gently looked to see Deku. He looked so peaceful in his sleep. It was truly mesmerizing.

And as the sun beamed down on them, Ochako couldn’t find it in herself to look away from the green-haired hero, who showed her a nebula of sweet stars that night.

Answer 7, Tag 7

tagged by @eliotsbambi

1. last movie I watched: Home Alone
2. last song I listened to: Queen of Hearts by Lauren Alaina
3. last book I read: Toward a Secret Sky by Heather MacLean (just finished it) 
4. last thing I ate: turkey pot pie
5. if I could be anywhere right now, where would I be?: I honestly don’t know
6. where would you time travel to?: Victorian London (I WANNA MEET CHARLES DICKENS)
7. fictional character you’d hang out with for a day: Sherlock Holmes (seriously, I’m good at mysteries and I think I’d have fun solving a crime or two. After all, there was a time I wanted to be a forensic scientist until I realized how weak my stomach was lol)

I tag: @mrsfrankensteinwinchester @sugarskullzd @strangelock221b @writingwife-83 @glitterkitty4ever @elennemigo @penelope1730

Hey remember that episode of Spongebob where Sandy sings about being homesick for Texas and Spongebob and Patrick overhear it and are worried that she’s going to leave Bikini Bottom so they have a Texas party at the Krusty Krab with all their friends, recreating things in Sandy’s song but they fuck it up like, pecan pie is just a can of peas shoved in a pie, barbeque is barbed wire in the shape of a Q, and the ten gallon hats are just plastic water jugs on their heads, and like…. Sandy just laughs so hard she breaks into tears, cause she sees what they’re trying to do for her to make her feel at home because they love her and don’t want her to leave…………… yo do you ever think about that goddamn episode


90.04.08. happy birthday to our beloved jonghyun, hope your day is full of joy and happiness 

It’s rare to find people who succeed in one shot. also, you don’t necessarily need to succeed in your first try. you will learn something from your failures

Who is Lay?

♡ Zhang Yixing

where to start i love him so much

♡ Every exo-l is soft for this boy

♡ The most hardworking person on earth


♡ King of China

He is the china line

I wanna cry while hugging him my ot12 feels

♡ “Healing unicorn”

♡ Suho’s precious kid

♡ I’m pretty sure sm hates him

Dance line

♡ Visual

♡ Actor

♡ Basically perfect


♡ Has a separate fan base called Xingmis

♡ Yi(Xing) + Nai(mi)

♡ Yixing’s name + My name

Chanyeol is the biggest xingmi

♡ As you can tell from the name 

♡ He is S O F T

♡ His softness is nothing like ksoo’s softness

♡ We call him unicorn because he is literally unreal

Originally posted by sjabe

♡ He is the softest member

♡ He is just pure fluff

♡ Is cute

♡ Really cute

♡ Even if he just stands there doing nothing but existing

♡ he is cute

♡ When he is breathing

♡ When he is smiling

♡ When he’s confused

♡ Is the type of person who would fix the plushie’s bangs when a plushie’s eyes are closed and say

♡ “now you can see”

♡ he is literally an angel

♡ He would do anything for his fans

♡ Literally anything

♡ Reads all the fan letters at the airport

♡ Males sure he performs well otherwise thinks that people’s money go to waste

♡ makes sure everyone has a pic with him before leaving the conference he was on

♡ gives handwritten invitations in chinese and english which he wrote for his bd

♡ translated his album “Lose Control” to japanese,english and chinese

♡ chinese—->cantonese+mandarin

♡ Gives members special bags called “hope bags”so that they won’t meet any troubles

♡ His pureness can’t be explained with words

♡ While we’re talking about how soft he is

♡ I wonder if the blindfold he uses while he’s dancing to artificial love is also soft


Originally posted by glamourpcy

♡ I ain’t joking i’m serious

♡ I feel like he has a dark past coz those moves are pure sin

♡ He often likes to kill exo-ls with kai

♡ As a soft unicorn,he can also turn into a wild stripper on the stage

♡ I see hip thrusts

♡ Once he was performing Lose Control,his belt opened


♡ I mean he is so rude

♡ Has solo’s like Lose control,what u need? and monodrama

♡ Lose control is basically hip thrusts

♡ Along with lay’s heavy gaze and soft voice

Originally posted by lullabyun

♡ It’s just rude


♡ We ain’t complaining

♡ His looks are everything

♡ He is the visual king

Originally posted by baekhyunsama

I have found so many rude gifs u guys have no idea

♡ His smile is everything

♡ When he smiles

♡ The world just stops for a minute 

♡ It becomes a better world

♡ the sun shines a bit brighter

♡ the birds sing a bit happier

Originally posted by woahzyx

This boy is srsly killing me SOMEONE SEND HELP PLS

♡ As he also works and promotes in china he has lots of photo shoots

♡ He is beautiful

♡ King of serving looks

I’m just gonna put this here coz this is art

♡ He is literally so handsome

♡ I mean he’s breathtaking

♡ Every pic that he has no matter with or without make up

♡ is so precious cause he looks so freaking good in all of them

♡ I S  E T H E R E A L

♡ I really dunno how to express this handsomeness


♡ Also an actor

♡ Played a cutie pie in his movie kung fu yoga w jackie chan

♡ Has a movie where he and his gay husband have a baby from the future lesbians called oh my god


i dunno what to say anymore

♡ Also Operation love where he is a character full of regrets

♡ but returns to the past and tries his best


♡ As i mentioned before,he has his own solo career 

♡ His last album lose control killed all of exo-ls

♡ Has a studio in china

♡ His voice is so soothing

His singing makes me want to punch myself

♡ Sings in many languages

♡ While we mention about languages

♡ His korean is just

♡ bootiful

♡ His korean teacher told him to get a gf


♡ Often makes pronunciation mistakes

♡ “Members wet their pants”

♡ “Jurazil park”

♡ Said penis instead of pepper 

♡ chanyeol was shook

♡ cameraman was shook

♡ exo-l were shook

♡ But its ok since we love him the way he is

♡ and baek often helps and explains him 

♡ There’s a precious friendship called

♡ Baekxing

Originally posted by yixingcanbeagif2

♡ Baek often explains him anything in korean

♡ They’re super cute

♡ Precious af

♡ Yixing just loves him so much

♡ Yixing just loves every member so much

♡ Baek is yixing’s nr.1 fan

♡ He also has a super confused side

♡ Always confused

♡ Bbh is his life saver

Originally posted by baekintime

♡ Fangirl bbh mode on

♡ You can actually ship lay with any member since he’s a fluff ball

♡ —->sulay

Originally posted by su-lay

♡ He is suho’s most precious kid since he’s innocent and easygoing

♡ —–>xiulay

Originally posted by minniedeer

♡ —>Layhan

Originally posted by luharem



♡ Even tough they’re former members he still keeps in touch with his brothers from china

♡ And supports them and their movies,music..etc

♡ also meets them in china


♡ also teaches sehun chinese

♡ Since he’s really kind and considerate towards people he’s loved by everyone

♡ His dance is everything you want in your life

♡ He is really passionate about dancing

♡ he is a choreographer

♡ What u need?’s choreo

♡ Lose contol’s choreo

♡ also helped they never know’s choreo

♡ Is close with 1m dance studio’s Kasper

U can actually spot kasper in every sm dance practice video

♡ His moves are so smooth yet delicate

♡ he is an angel dancing

Originally posted by xehunted


♡ He also ended saesang fans

♡ “as saesang fans have every information about us including our phone numbers,i’m expecting them to know teacher lee so man’s number too”


♡ He is really hardworking

♡ produced an album in china

♡ Shot 2 movies,one w jackie chan

♡ shot a drama

♡ Promoted exo

♡ promoted his work

♡ performed his solo work

♡ sometimes danced sometimes sang

♡ Joined his brothers for the comeback


♡ Did all those things in half a year

♡ As we can tell

♡ overworks himself

♡ fainted twice

♡ The photos taken today at the airport was showing how tired he was

♡ he works nonstop 

♡ he gotta rest

♡ he was working all the time when the rest of the members had time to rest

I fucking hate sm

♡ He is the most precious kid i’ve ever seen


♡ I swear if they comeback without lay i’ll fly to korea and let the sm building on fire after stabbing lee soo man 384737 times

♡ He is the cutest pls protect him

Originally posted by squynhty

Two to the one to the two to the three, ⚬ I AM A PEARL! ⚬ Don’t 🚫 give him 👶 to me! ⚬ ALRIGHT! Let’s do it. So uhm, goodbye. 👋 That will be a l l. 👏 I do ✔ like pie! 🍰 Three to the one to the one to the three, some of us 💎 are trying to protect 💥 h u m a n i t y. 🌎 What are you all doing?! You want me to do whaaat?! I’m still gonna kick 🏃 your BUTT! 🍑 I’M OVERREACTING! New Pearl, ⚬ no plan. 🚫 WHAT? Ah yes, the task 🗒 at hand! ✋ And who’s your favorite gem 💎? What did you two do?! 😲 To the⚬Pearl⚬Prize⚬Pouch!⚬ Haha why thank you. 🙏 Anyway, glad we cleared ☉ that up. Isn’t this great?! Hah? EEEE! 😨 Garnet 💎, WAIT🚫! HOW on EARTH 🌎 did you bubble ○ that w h o l e thing?! A gem 💎 , fusing with a human b e i n g? 👧 Whaaaat?!?! BUT if you’re okay ✔ with it, I ’ m f i n e t o o! ✔ You won’t like ✖ how I g i v e i t t o y o u. 💦

Gardener AU!! 

(I’m a bad writer, but if you’re interested in some rambling, read more)

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I want to see Castiel crying.

Like, no man tears, no looking away, A FULL ON BREAKDOWN. He’s been holding onto so much shit and burying all his frustrations, anger, sadness, fear-EVERYTHING- 60 feet under bloody hell and I want him to scream, to cry rivers and have a friggin breakdown in enochian while hugging Dean as tightly as he can. I want him to choke on his own tears, JUST GET IT ALL OUT of his system.

Then I want Dean to embrace him gently, yet firmly, allow Castiel to bury his face into his shoulder and whispering,”We’re gonna figure this out, Cas. It’s not okay, but it’s gonna be. I promise.”

Then they bake a cherry licorice pie together and kiss probably with sam telling them to get a room

  • Chowder: Of course Bitty's going to be captain!
  • Nursey: Yeah man, I'm totally voting for him.
  • Whiskey: Doesn't he seem too soft to be captain?
  • Chowder: Whiskey, my man!! My tadpole!! If you don't vote for Bitty and he doesn't become captain, and this goes for every single one of you tiny human beings, I will make it my mission to destroy your life.
  • Chowder: Anyway who wants some leftover pie that Bitty made for us because he's perfect and deserves to be captain?
Long Live Octopus Pie

Three cheers!

I check the webpage out of habit, but Meredith Gran’s comic work Octopus Pie is over.  I feel like this is how sports fans feel when a jersey is retired and lifted to the rafters, forever in its untouchable place, time divided between when it was active and whatever comes after.  

That might sound grandiose, but in my mind, nothing tops the ten year run of Octopus Pie.  And in the lifespan of what we call Webcomics, 2007-2017 is a granddaddy of a run, worthy of names like “pioneering,” “influential” and “groundbreaking” because in the space of those years, in this new medium, there was room to be those things without any hyperbole.  The comics landscape of the past decade needed filling out and Meredith carved her space out with precision, showing a polish and drive and a talent from the beginning that set a high standard.  

I’m guessing that I started Hark a Vagrant about six months after Octopus Pie began, but Meredith’s was already a name to be reckoned with, due to the solid reputation of her previous comic Skirting Danger and because she was an honest to god trained animator in a sea of stickmen comics or two-dudes-on-a-couch comics (RIP forever *kisses fingers, holds them to the sky*). I was intimidated by her sheer capability.  But inspired too.  I did not need to be intimidated, she was one of the first people I met in comics, and easily one of the best.

Meredith and I briefly shared an apartment and a studio, and I can tell you, she can draw circles around everyone you know.  I later shared a studio with Mike Holmes, who could also draw circles around everyone, and now the two of them are married in some sort of talent supernova.  I am happy for them, even though I feel like I make grade three crayon pictures next to them.  But the other thing that being friends with Meredith for a long time has shown is the cutting wit, the care for stories done right, the love for a medium that will take you through highs and lows that come with comics, and lately through her job as a comics professor, the nurturing of upcoming talent.  I see all of this in Octopus Pie, a comic where character was paramount, where plots were expertly moved, a fine balance was found between the messiness of people and the fun you can have with stories, where subtle emotional movements where rendered with room to breathe, where I felt like I could reach deep into the hearts and minds of the characters on the page because they had been fleshed out so well over the years that they seemed as real people, people that I loved.

I don’t really like that phrase “comics will break your heart,” commonly attributed to Schultz, or Kirby, it doesn’t really matter.  You see it all the time, mostly when people are reckoning with the fact that they work in an unforgiving medium.  I don’t even know what it is about the saying that I don’t like.  Maybe it’s because we all know that comics are hard work, we all know that you might put your life and blood and heart into something and you might get nothing back.  There are no surprises to be found there - it’s not a bad day you had, it’s a life you’re well aware of living, if you do.  But we love the perserverers in comics.  The people who live the phrase are the ones who inspire us the most.

I’m saying all this, and pardon the segue, because I have seen Octopus Pie, some of the finest story work of my generation, passed for recognition time and again and it confuses the hell out of me, truly.  I don’t want to turn a tribute to a work I hold dear into sour grapes, that’s not the intention here, but lord above, if I can’t point this out now, then when can I?  We all know that there are no guarantees in this life (comics will break your heart) but I’ll say this once and then leave it: this is a comic of quality that was miles ahead of so many of its peers, and it deserved better, industry wise.  To wrap up the earlier point, maybe I don’t like CWBYH because it implies that you should shrug your shoulders and not ask for better every time, that a short end of some kind of stick is expected even.  That’s easy when it’s yourself, but speaking as a fan now, I say to heck with shrugging, I want to put Meredith on my shoulders and parade her around and dump her into a Scrooge McDuck thing full of awards.  

Actually that sounds pointy and bad and the Ignatz awards are bricks to begin with so maybe forget that analogy but you get the idea.

I hope you read Octopus Pie, I hope you buy the books.  I hope the legacy of it is long and full, because it always will be for me.  And I think readers will agree, because I know this devoted fan base pretty well.  I read the comments, I’ve sat next to Mer at comic shows, I’ve listened to some of the emails that touched her.  I know this is a comic that meant a lot, to a lot of us.  In this world of work we put our hearts and souls into to begin with, that is a wonderfully worthy thing.

I do not know what Meredith will do next, but whatever it is, I am here for it, seat pulled close to the stage.  The retired jersey is in the rafters, the game is still being played by the people who dreamed better because it was there.  Aw what can I say, I’m sentimental!

 Thanks, Meredith. <3

mookie000  asked:

“I might have had a few shots.” akaken!

LOL you finally managed to pick one!


It was a colder winter than most, for Tokyo anyway.  Kenma wasn’t used to needing ear muffs until late December or early January, but the frost was settling into the city earlier this year, and he was very much regretting not bundling up more before leaving the house.  In his head, he could hear Kuroo’s voice scolding him in his best mom voice.  Still, the sudden snowfall was unexpected.  It was light and would probably melt away by morning, but it created a nice enough atmosphere, Kenma thought.  

Even more unexpected was Akaashi waiting for him outside of his apartment, nose tinged red from the chill and swaying slightly in place.

“…were you drinking?”  Kenma could smell it from three feet away.  Even through his face mask.  The cigarette smell was worse than the beer smell, but both were fairly poignant.  

“…I might have had a few shots.”

“With Bokuto?

“And the team.”

That’s right.  Tomorrow would be December 5th, and Akaashi’s 20th birthday.  Of course his university team would take him drinking.  Kenma checked his phone.  Not yet an hour before midnight.  Though he was curious as to how Akaashi ended up here of all places.  

“Happy early birthday,” he mumbled.  He held up his convenience store bag.  “It’s mostly snacks, but… if you wanted to come inside…”

“Kozume-kun… may I ask for a present?” 

Kenma took a quick peek into the plastic bag.  “…you can have whatever you want out of here, I guess.  Not the apple pie tho–”

Akaashi’s long, thin fingers pressed against the fabric of his face mask, pulling just slightly at the cord around his ear.  

“May I have a kiss?”

Kenma froze, and it had nothing to do with the temperature outside.  Forget the layers, all he needed to keep warm was a deep, burning embarrassment.  He stood as still as stone as Akaashi gently pulled the mask down to his chin and pressed his cold, chapped lips against his own.  



“…I think I might pass out now.”  

Akaashi said it as Kenma thought it, and quickly he began rummaging through his pockets for his keys.  He didn’t really feel like dragging an unconscious body through his doorway tonight.

i want to live in a small flat decorated all over with plants and post-impressionist paintings, with big windows that let lots of light in, i want the furniture to be thrifted and mismatched, i want the place to smell like flowers or an apple pie in the oven and i want soft baroque music to be playing in the mornings while it rains outside and i drink coffee and my girlfriend reads out random poems she likes from a poetry book i got her for her birthday and i want it to feel like home

Nursey is so wrapped up in saying goodbye to the graduating seniors that he doesn’t notice Dex and Bitty disappear until Chowder pokes him in his ribs with a grin. “You’re gonna pretend to be surprised, right?”

Nursey is already surprised, and confused, but doesn’t say so.

When they get back to the Haus half an hour later, taking the long route at Chowder’s insistence, everything looks the same as it always does. That is until Nursey makes his way up to Lardo’s old room, determined to figure out what he’s apparently supposed to already suspect.

“Shit,” Dex curses when he spots him. “Uh, hey? Fuck. I mean. What’s up, Nurse?”

Nursey blinks several times in quick succession, but the image of Dex in the middle of hanging custom bookshelves on the back wall of their soon-to-be-shared-bedroom while surrounded by at least five of Nursey’s favorite baked goods doesn’t go away. “…I literally don’t even know where to start, bro.”

Dex’s head drops down with a beleaguered groan. There’s a number two pencil stuck behind one ear and a hammer hanging from one of his belt loops. It’s a good look on him.

“Not that I’m complaining,” Nursey adds.

“You weren’t supposed to know I installed this,” Dex mutters, eyes trained on the floor.

“And the pies?”

“That was mostly Bitty. I only made one of them.“ Dex shrugs a shoulder stiffly. "Well. One and a half.”

“And did you make me shelves too?”

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There and Back Again - Jar Spell

Originally posted by asstrxlxgy

The road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began
Now far ahead the road has gone
And I must follow if I can

For when you really really need a change in life, and want to bring in a new adventure. (Dwarves not included)

  • Ginger - for bringing adventure and new experiences. Be heavy handed with this one, it’s the main purpose of the jar.
  • Cinnamon - multi-purpose, it represents whatever your journey is about (spirituality, success, healing, protection, power, love, luck, strength, prosperity, etc. If it’s part of your personal journey, it’s probably a cinnamon correspondence)
  • Ground Coffee - to dispel negative thoughts, overcome internal blocks, bring peace of mind, and keep you grounded. Basically erase all doubts that might hold you back in your new adventure.
    • Also associated with happiness, and I always recommend having SOMETHING in your jar/sachet spells for happiness, because you do NOT want a new adventure that’s basically going to be walking through hell and back.
  • Pumpkin Pie Spice - for bringing a new beginning through banishment of the old. This is one of my personal correspondences, and you can skip it if you want to or don’t think you need it. I use it as an “out with the old, in with the new” ingredient. Like autumn, and the death of the old to make way for the renewal in spring.
  • Powdered Egg Shell - for protection. Because as I said before, the last thing you want is to invite a new adventure only to have it turn out to be hell.
  • Frankincense (essential oil or resin) - for successful ventures
    • NOTE: If using the essential oil, I create a salt first, since I don’t like adding wet ingredients to a dry jar when I can help it. See how I do it here.

I find it helpful to say aloud the intent of each ingredient as I put it into the jar, especially with something like the cinnamon, where there’s many meanings it could have.


Neopets Paintbrush Challenge - Artist’s choice

This is the last post for this challenge, I promise. What I wanted to do, and something I may do at the end of art meme/challenges every now and then, is after finishing all the submitted requests, I’d submit my own. Just a few of the options I would have liked to seen that weren’t already submitted as requests.

Thanks again to everyone who sent in requests!

anonymous asked:

So apparently, baby ducks can imprint. How what would happen is that one day Derek just walks into Deaton's clinic with about ten baby ducks in his arms, which had been following him around all day since they decided for some reason that he is their mom and refused to let him out of their sight .

Derek totally didn’t name them, but, “I think Patrice has abandonment issues.” 

“Abandonment issues?” Deaton asked, blinking, and then “Patrice?” 

Derek just glared, averting his gaze. Alright, so he had named him. But only because it made them easier to tell apart. “Yes,” he gritted through his teeth, holding out the baby ducks for Deaton to take. “I can’t look after them. So here, you have to take them.” 

Deaton shook his head. “I think you’re doing just fine, Derek,” he said in a way that could either mean ‘fuck off’ or ‘these ducklings are part of some bigger plan that I’m not going to tell you about’ and then walked away. Just like that. 

The bastard.


Later that evening, Stiles came home to find Derek….and several ducklings on his bed. 

“Please tell me that’s not the pack,” was the first thing he said, panicked that he wasn’t feeling just as panicked about that scenario as he should be. He wasn’t going to lie and say the thought of Jackson being turned into a baby duck didn’t amuse him. 


“No, it’s not the pack,” Derek answered, rolling his eyes, letting one crawl into his hands. “I think….” he frowned. “I don’t think they have…parents.”

“Oh?” Stiles asked, carefully watching Derek’s face. 

“Yeah, “ Derek nodded, all serious and utterly adorable. “And….I don’t know what to do.”  It was hard to read Derek most of the time, but Stiles thought he was getting better at it and this was definitely Derek speak for: ‘I found these baby animals and now I am scared I’m going to hurt them because I don’t have the best track record. SOS, send help, I am a tragic, brooding, beautiful mess’.

Okay, so maybe not the last part. But Stiles was definitely on to Derek.

Derek looked up at Stiles then, as if reading his thoughts, like Stiles had all the answers to the universe. Usually, Stiles was flattered when Derek came to him for help. Well, not flattered, per se. Smug. Smug was the word he’d use. He liked being smug around Derek, his own personal fucked up foreplay. But right now, something different was tingling in the pit of his stomach. He felt warm, and maybe just a little bit helpless. He wasn’t sure if it was a feeling he necessarily liked. 

“Well, how about we start with a pond?” he suggested, leaning back against his bedroom door, resisting the urge to grab his phone and snap a picture.

“A pond?” Derek’s eyebrows shot up. “You mean, like, build a pond?” He started shaking his head, like the thought terrified him. 

Silly, beautiful wolf.

Stiles shrugged. “Why not? You have the money, don’t you? Plus, I think they like you.” He winked and Derek flushed, right to the tips of his ears. Stiles laughed.

“Come on, sourwolf,” he grinned, shaking his head, picking up his backpack from where he had dumped it on the floor. “Let’s go make us a home.” 


“It’s your turn to feed them,” Stiles groaned, turning in Derek’s arms. He swore he could hear the ducks already quacking impatiently. “Please, babe, I’ll do anything if I don’t have to get up right now. I’ll even blow you. Twice. It’s so waaaaaarm.” He stretched, like the lazy cat he was, and smiled all the way down to his toes. 

“Don’t call me ‘babe’,” was the only reply he received.

Stiles groaned again. “Sweetheart?” he tried, instead. “Honey? Chicken pot pie of my life?” 

For that, his Derek Hale shaped cover was snatched away from him. 

“What’s wrong with chicken pot pie???” he yelled, heart broken. Utterly, utterly heart broken. No, betrayed. Derek was mean. 

“Nothing, if you want to stay married to me, noodle.

Stiles grimaced. Okay, they’d work on their pet names for each other outside of sex later. They couldn’t just stick with ‘asshole’ - it was starting to lose its meaning when they fought. 

Shoving a pillow in Derek’s face, because when was that ever not satisfying, Stiles crawled to the side of the bed - and because he had no dignity - rolled out of it. “See if you get any sex when I get back,” he called over his shoulder, grabbing Derek’s boxers on the way out of the door.  

Derek only grinned when Stiles looked back, already falling back to sleep. 

Stiles refused to find it adorable. 

‪i want it to be october. i want the cozy months. i want warm sweaters and fuzzy socks. i want hot cocoa for days with movies every night. i want endless cuddles. i want cold late nights for foggy/cloudy/rainy mornings! i want apple and pumpkin flavored things. i want all the warm baked goods that taste ever so delicious in my stomach. i wanna be cuddled up with my love watching hocus pocus because i’m too scared to go out on halloween night. i want the evanescent glow from the candlelight. i want dark nights so i can enjoy my fuzzy blankets a little more. i want apple pie with a bit of vanilla ice cream so you can taste the flavors explode in your mouth. i want yummy scented candles for the season. i want thanksgiving so i can stuff my belly like the turkey. i want to wear my boots without dying to take them off. i want to be wrapped up in thick knit scarves. i want to be wearing a flannel every single day with my boots and a pair of leggings. i want to play skyrim like i’m not going to live to see tomorrow. i want to go to the pumpkin patch and have hot apple cider and dip my donuts in it. i want to go for a walk and step on all of the crunchy leaves. i want to go on a hay ride and then be cold and go home and pick a movie to watch and cuddle. i want to go watch football games even though i don’t understand what is going on. i want to hear the band play. i wanna get lost in stalks of corn. i wanna have a fire with my best friend and roast hot dogs and/or marshmallows. i wanna lay out a blanket and stare up at the stars. i want to go on an adventure and take a million pictures of the leaves and the trees. i wanna walk in a coffee shop on a windy day and get me coffee and walk out with warm hands and a burnt tongue. i’m already sick of summer and it’s not close to being over yet. ‬