#Finn the Leafman

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Hi ive seen your work, thank you for keeping the epic fandom alive 🙏🙏. I’m not sure if you do nod but if you do could you write headcannons about him, like the mandrake ones. Thank you!!

Awww thank you for liking my work!! 😊😊 I found the lack of content for Epic saddening and had to do something about that lol

I can definitely write some hcs for Nod, I’ve had a few asks about him that I havent gotten to writing yet because he’s not someone I write much for but this is a good way to start!

Nod General and Romantic Headcanons

General

I feel like the movie didn’t emphasize this enough but Nod isn’t just a good flyer, he is one of, if not the, best.

I imagine he’s been on the back of a bird ever since he was little. Flying with his dad or with “Uncle” Ronin when they weren’t off fighting boggans, or even riding with other leafmen when his dad wasn’t around.

Nod probably grew up around leafmen his entire life, being in the barracks or following his dad around while he was on a shift. The other leafmen and women took to him like he was family and he was always seen with another soldier if he wasn’t with his mom or dad.

Probably was friends with other soldier’s kids and they got into all kinds of mischief, mostly bugging the older soldiers.

The day his dad and Ronin left for a seemingly routine recon mission, his dad left with a kiss to his mom and a ruffle to his hair. There was a tension in the air, unspoken acknowledgment between the adults that this time was different than before, but Nod didn’t bring up that he could see that.

When Ronin came back alone, with nothing but his father’s helmet and many bruises and cuts, Nod didn’t shed a tear.

He took the helmet as Ronin explained that his dad wasn’t coming back this time and stared at it in understanding, his face falling.

Nod didn’t even need Ronin to tell him that his father was gone when he came up to the door.

Nod was little when it happened so Ronin had taken charge of him early, but that didn’t make him any less rambunctious.

For a while, Nod was quiet, that was until he grew old enough to be unsupervised and all bets were off. It got especially bad right before Ronin started training him as a leafman. His behavior was actually the reason why Ronin enlisted him, because he was getting into trouble.

Loves animals. Wants all the pets, give him five minutes and he would’ve had Ozzie on his back kicking his leg.

Finn is sort of like his older brother and when they are both off duty, Finn takes time in annoying Nod, usually by messing with his hair or playfully shoving him.

Romantic

Goofy freaking tease. If he’s even half an inch (or whatever the heck tiny people use to measure height) taller than you, he’s calling you short forever now.

Is constantly holding things out of your reach or blocking your way, if you have to do something or need something, by principle he feels like he has to prevent you doing or getting whatever you need.

Cheesy dorky pick up lines. He has an entire index of them, sometimes he will go alphabetical. Finn has a list of his most used ones.

He will be taking you on flights all day every day. Hope you aren’t afraid of heights.

In all honesty though, he would be so excited to share his love of flying with you. He’s good with birds and would love for you to like flying as much as he does. If you don’t, thats ok, but he will give you puppy-dog eyes when you tell him you don’t want to fly today.

Tries to impress you all the time with his swordsmanship and status as a leafman, apparently he heard that people “like a guy in uniform” so he’s laying that on thick.

Even though it is when he isn’t trying at all that he impresses you the most, you won’t ever tell him that. He’s too cute when he’s talking about how to train a bird or fit a saddle and you could listen to him for hours.

That isn’t to say you aren’t impressed by him as a leafman. His agility is crazy and seeing him train or fight is a feat in itself. Just make sure you stay safe and he’ll let you watch him work all day.

Ronin teases the two of you. So does Finn. Nuff said. Finn likes to embarrass Nod in front of you.

“Oh have I told you about the time when Nod got scared by a caterpillar?” “FINN!”

Ronin encourages this, he’s the one that started it after all.

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Mr.Loverman pt.II | Finn

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Reader: female | Finn x reader

Notes: I took way too long to write this damn, also anything Finn related it dedicated to the girly pop @barneydinostar you got me into Finn, its gotta be for you.

Warnings: Very, suggestive, nudity, but not written in full blown happens, I will link that in the masterlist when I finish writing it.

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Y/n opened up the work shop for the first time in a while that morning. Opening all the windows and leaving the back door open, she did a quick sweep before sharpening her tools and getting to work. She finished off the last details to the morning orders, earlier than expected, the goodnights rest giving her an unsual boost in energy.

"Kid?"

"Morin!" Y/n shouted to her boss, putting another toy on the shelf to dry.

"You're here early."

"Yeah." Y/n answered walking his way, "slept really good last night."

"Finally, get a new bed?"

"Oh. Uh... some new cusioning for now." Y/n smiled, wipping paint on her apron, "any how I completed the moring orders detailing and paint."

"You finished it?"

Y/n nodded, "all of it?"

"Yeah?" Y/n spoke with a chuckle, "Why so surpised?"

"And you closed the shop as asked."

Y/n nodded, "yeah,"

He hummed, "Work on the soldiers sword, I want you on that all day."

Y/n nodded, "Okay."

She was dismissed as she went over to the back table, unwrapping the fabric, sketching the hilt would be a good choice first to get a full idea with non-chipped parts, and once that was finsihed and hung she carefully lined the peices together.

She wondered if Finn was still asleep in her small little apartments.

Well, he wasn't asleep, but was in her home. Hiding in fact. He was in her study room, peeking out the crack in the door as Ronin was folding the blanket Y/n had tossed over him and was putting it back in its spot. Going out the door wasn't and option. Yet the window was.

He was careful to climb out the room and onto the branch, "Sargent Major?! Is that you!?"

He looked down the group from last night coming out of the tavern below. They had just finished breakfast.

"What are you doing up there!" One shouted.

"You idiot what man comes out a womans house barefoot for no other reason!"

"Oh..." Another started, "Oh! YOU AND Y/N SMASHED!? DUDE CONGRATS!"

Ronin was quick to look out the window and Finn was quick to jump to another branch to hide.

"Oh shit you smashed Ronin?....That's....just as cool too I guess..."

"I don't know. Feel like the commander would just be werid to smash -"

"Yeah he defenitly likes degrading-"

"Who was in here!" Ronin shouted at the soilders

"You idiots shut it!"

"Go! Go!"

They all rushed off in a hurry, Finn going off to the side to quickly make his way down and away from the tavern. Making his way to an all to familiar home.

He knocked on the door to where his sister opened it up: "Aye! Finn! Mama! Finn's here!" His sisters cheered hugging him happily.

There were three of them, well three here at least.

He smiled hugging them back the best he could with his things in his hands.

"Aye! What are you wearin?" Margo complained, she oldest of the younger girls here, she in the early stages of training to become a leafman.

"Come on! Come in! Mama's making breakfast!" Immie cheered, she the youngest, still in the younger years of grade school, she pulling her brother inside.

"Ah. I can't stay for long Immie." He spoke kissing her cheek, "Morin Margie."

She kissed the middle sister on the cheek, she doing the same to him, she would be finishing up her schooling within the year to follow Margo's steps.

They dragged him inside happily, letting the door close behind them without a care. They all bombarded him with what he had missed as they dragged him into the kitchen where his mom was cooking.

"Mama!"

She turned her head, "Aye! My baby boy!"

Finn smiled as she kissed his cheek, he smiling in response, and returning the greeting, "Hey Mom."

"Hey Mom? What are you? Not my baby anymore?" She teased.

"Mama." He strained she laughing before hugging him tightly, "what are you wearing-"

She was quick to step back, "no shoes? Finally you remember- where you in the dirt?"

"It's...a long story." Finn started.

"Go..fix yourself up, you know where your spares are, quickly, I want to hear all about this long story. Girls."

They looked towards their mother, "set the table for one more."

They were quick to do so, Finn's mother shooing him off to go get fixed up. He passed by a few rooms before going to the closet to grab his spare chlothes, he redressing in the bathroom, before putting his armor on, lacing up everything tight and secure. Before walking out to his mother and sisters.

"Ah, you always look so handsome with your leafman armor on." His mother told.

"Mama." He spoke.

"What? I'm not wrong." She told, "Now tell me why you came dressed here like you rolled out of bed."

Finn pulled out a seat for his mother to sit: she took the seat before sitting himself, and breakfast was passed around.

"I. Well. I did." Finn told.

"Forget to do laundry again?" Margo teased him.

"I wasn't at home." Finn corrected her.

"With Ronin again? You two were always inseperable." His mother spoke, "How's the sweet boy doing?"

"I'm not sure if we're even friends anymore." Finn answered softly rubbing the back of his neck.

The room fell silent.

"Oh..."

The bowl of plum duff was handed to Immie. She only looked at her brother, who knew what to do. He was helping her put a spoonful into her bowl.

"Dear. I." His mother started, "Sorry, I'm just..."

"Shocked." Margie answered, "What happened?"

"I." Finn started, "I don't even know."

"Finn." His mother spoke grabbing his hand: "What happened."

Finn looked at his mother and sighed, "Just...there's this lady- woman- she..."

"The Queen?!" His mother snapped, "Finn what the hell!"

"No! No!" Finn was quick to answer, "Not Tara....her name's Y/n."

His mother physically relaxed, and did the table, "She's his ex? He use to like her? To bad- he left on his way and so did she-"

"Y/n is Ronin's sister.- Twin sister," Finn was quick to add.

Immie reached for the tea pot, Finn quick to grab it and fill her cup.

"Thanks Finn." She spoke holding the cup with two hands, he putting the pot back down and ruffling her hair shortly.

"Then what is the problem?" His mother questioned.

"I stayed the night at her home yesterday,"

"She lives alone?" His mother inquired, to which Finn nodded, "Then what is the problem?"

"Mama it's his best friend's sister," Margo said.

"Well, one person is always gonna be another's best friend, someone is always going to be someone's sister." Their mother spoke, "Does she like you?"

"I. I don't know. I think. I hope," Finn answered; "or she likes the flirting..."

"No one likes the flirting for the hell of it," His mother said; "Gets strung along and messy, and no one ends up happy after it,"

Finn was quiet, "I've only spent a day with her- well-"

"Wait, you fell in love with a one-night stand?" Margo laughed.

"No! That's not what happened!" Finn argued.

"Sounds like she fucked her way into your heart-"

"Margo!" Her mother scolded, "filter."

Margo rolled her eyes, "Yes mother."

Immie was too engrossed in her Plum duff and porridge to listen to the conversation.

"Listen, Finn,"

Finn looked at his Mother, "You love this girl? For a while it seems, from afar?"

Finn didn't bother to answer, "It's nice to fall in love with a painting, but you don't know the artist" she spoke, holding his hand.

"I've had great talks with her already Mama,"

His mother smiled; "Good, have more, learn her well, and let her learn you well, you may just be her muse, and an artist can never run away from their muse, beware-"

"The double-edged sword,"

Y/n looked over at her boss; "What?"

"What you're doing, it's a single edge, flat diagonal top, not a double edge to a point."

"But-"

"Older design older sword style."

"Oh," Y/n responded, looking over the sketch, "Thanks."

Y/n erased the sword point replacing it with a diagonal cut and handing the sketch over to her boss; "Look good?"

He lifted up his glasses; looking over the work, "And you got the detail from mirroring?'

"Yep,"

"Hm...go with it." He told her, she nodded, getting the sketch back before sketching the missing detail in the wooden peices she had fixed together.

She continued to work, unbothered and focused. With moring orders done, most of it was people coming to pick things up. She went from sketching to loosely carving into the wood.

His hand held onto the carved doorway, Finn looked around for Ronin, maybe he could just avoid him for the moring?

"Finn!"

Fuck

Finn turned around, "Ronin-Good Moring!- And Queen Tara! Your highness!"

Finn was quick to bow, "Oh come on Finn. We've all been good friends since we were little now."

"Old habits die hard." Was Finn's response as Tara chuckle.

"Did Ms.Y/n get home alright?"

"Ms.Y/n?" Finn asked.

"The woman from yesterday." Ronin was quick to fill in.

"Oh! Yes, Yes! I took her to her night job as she asked of me. She works at Red's Tavern."

Tara smiled: "thank you."

Finn nodded: "and there were no problems?" Ronin pushed.

Finn shook his head: "No."

"At all? No comments,"

Finn shook his head no. Ronin relaxed a little on the inside, his sister had just been pulling his leg.

"I couldn't put my sister in better hands." Ronin spoke placing a hand on his friends shoulder.

"Oh- Uh! Sister?" Finn asked, "I didn't even realize the resemblance...heh...how- how come I've never met her before?"

"You know sisters." Ronin told another way of saying: 'It's a really strained relationship'

"Ah.. yeah I do. Have a few of them myself." Finn chuckled nervously, "Well, uh, I should go do- uh, something over there."

Finn was quick to walk away if his feet carried him any faster, he'd be in a full sprint. Ronin sighed.

"Something wrong?" Tara asked.

"Nothing," Ronin answered her, watching her start to walk off, she only gesturing for him to follow.

"Come on." Tara urged, Ronin following her words as they made their way down a hall, "Lets go talk."

Finn sighed as he made distance from Ronin, he looking back to see him walking away: and a group of soilders were quick to jump infront of him.

"Oh Sargent Major!" They sang, he stopping to look towards them, the group of soilders from the Tavern smiled at him sweetly, and he was quick to try and go the other way yet they caught up to him quick, "So sir whats the mission today?"

"Ah-"

"Instructions would be nice Sargent Major."

"Well we'll-"

"Do you even know what we're doing today?"

It was clear they were teasing him in all good fun, as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Well? Maybe we could ask Ms.Y/n."

"Hey-"

"Yeah! What do you say? She'd know."

It was clear as day that Finn was turning red: "Okay. I was with Y/n last night-"

There were loud whistles and cheers, "Well!? How'd it go?"

"Yeah! What happened!"

"They smashed you idiot duh-"

"We did not!" Finn argued, the group becoming quiet, waiting for the internary of Finn's night, "We just talked - aren't you her friends? Shouldn't you be asking her?"

"Y/n doesn't kiss and tell."

"I didn't kiss her." Finn told them.

"Come on, Sargent Major, nothin'g? After all that, looking at her. You look at her like we look at her pie."

"Nothing happened." Finn reassured them, "Now can I get to my office? Please?"

The group split, allowing Finn to walk through with ease they watching him walk off in a hurry.

"We're keeping Commander away from Him and Y/n aren't we?"

"Yep."

Y/n streched, she had been hunched over for a while now, rough details done on both sides, she heard her bones pop as she hummed in satisfaction.

"Go on lunch."

"Already lunchtime?" Y/n asked standing up.

"Take an early one. Go get somethin' to eat." He spoke, he sat over a table leg he was carving.

"Want anything?"

"No."

"I'll get you...mary's bread and honeybutter?" Y/n asked.

He only hummed as Y/n smiled.

"I'll be back." Y/n told him, hanging up the apron and grabbing her bag before leaving out the back door. It was a quick trip over to the bakers, Mary was an old woman who lived with her wife and two cats, a family owed bakery known for their honeybutter and dark oak choco truffles.

There was a small line inside the small bussniess, everyone happy with smiles as they mingled amongst one another. She waited patiently, looking out the window at the people. Some shopping for the week, others heading to work. Leafmen patrolled casually. They're there for any added support, any civil dispute that too frisky.

"Ah Ms.Y/n! How are ya doin this morin?" Mary asked.

"Very good thank you." Y/n smiled, "Yourself?"

"Ah happy as always deary." Mary answered, "Now what could I get you?"

"Bread and honeybutter for the old man. A bag of dark oak choco truffles for me."

"Ah I'm all out of those truffles deary. Anythin else?" She asked grtting out the fresh bread.

"Recommendations?"

"Slice of Berry Creampie," she recommended pointing out the last slice of pie: it a fairly light purple pratically white, though if Y/n didn't know any better she'd say it was the light that gave it that color.

"Sure sounds good."

Finn had never been more glad he was asked to go out on civilian patrol, away from Ronin.

He was walking with another soilder, younger and inexperienced, when he saw her.

There, she was coming out of Mary's bakery with a small box, a smile on her face. Everything that happened last night came back, and it came back quick. The touches, how her fingers ran along his shoulders, how she held his hand. The kisses, he swears his cheek still burns where Y/n placed a kiss.

How they slept in the same bed.

He wonders how he didn't almost take things further; even by just kissing his lips. Would Y/n have even accepted such a gesture? Maybe it would have been blown off more as a one night stand than anything else.

"Hey! Finn!" Y/n called, she walking towards his frozen spot, his partner not realizing and walking off.

Shit.

"M. Ms. Y/N! Good. Uh.Morin'' Finn told her.

Y/n smiled, "Im sure its afternoon by now."

"Ah. Maybe." He spoke in return.

Oh to see such a smile under me. Finn could feel his ears getting red. Not the time

"You're on lunch too?" Y/n asked happily.

"No! No!" Finn started, "Civillian Patrol...you?"

Y/n nodded, "early lunch."

"That's always nice." He spoke.

"Mhm." Y/n agreed.

Fuck she's just so pretty. Finn gulped, and his face grew red to match his ears.

"You're lookin a little red there, you okay?'y/n asked.

"Just warm is all." He admitted.

"Don't tell me staying at my house got you sick?" Y/n questioned.

"No! No not at all, I...had a good time last night." Finn told her.

"Im glad." Y/n smiled, "Wanna do it again?"

"A.again?" Finn asked.

"Yeah sleep over? Talk. I had fun." Y/n told, "You're good to talk to."

"I..." Finn tried to answer.

Say yes, you fool!

"I. Ms. Y/n. I..." Finn tried to answer, "I..um..."

I could just be honest. Honesty is key.

"I would like to do it again..."

"That's good to hear. I almost thought I might have scared you off." Y/n chuckled in relief.

"No, you couldn't even if you tried." Finn told her.

A pause.

"O.oh..." Y/n answered, she shifted in her spot, her box coming in towards her: he was making her flustered.

"I. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable-"

"No, no that's..not what you did."

Oh. Oh

"Maybe... since I dont work tonight at the Tavern...we could-have dinner? At my place?"

Finn's mouth ran dry causing him to only nod aggressively.

"I'll see you at mine after you're shift then?"

"Y..yeah..."

Y/n smiled and started to walk off; she backtracking to kiss his cheek and then left casually. He turned around to watch her walk off and turn the street corner.

"Sargent Major Finn!" The young soilder called, running back over, "Sorry, I didn't mean to leave a partner behind, a leafman-"

The young soilder paused: Finn too busy looking where Y/n had vanished from sight.

"Sir?"

"Hm?" Finn questioned: still never tearing his eyes away from the area.

"Are you alright sir?"

Finn looked towards the soilder: the haze of adorment still in his face: "Yeah..."

"You sure?"

"Mhm."

Finn was like that the rest of the day. If someone wanted to go on break, they asked him: if they wanted lunch, they asked him. It was always a happily laid back "yeah mhmm.." As he went back to thinking about Y/n.

He wish he would of woken before her: to see her sprawled out hair, and peaceful expression, he remembered her hands being rough; most likely from the manual labor she had been doing all her life: from her time with a sword and bow to hammering out the metals and carving the hilts of swords...he wondered if all her skin was rough: her lips weren't rough; it was most likely just her hands. He wondered if she snored, that "cute" snore or that loud snore you hear from your father after dinner. Yet he hadn't been awakened like he use to when we was younger with his own fathers snoring.

Oddly enough, he took to doodling: nothing important really, just little spirals and stars, not bothering to lift the pen off the paper despite how dry it sounded after a while.

He hopped he could contuine with Y/n-friends would even suffice him enough if she had decided not to be a lover. He would rather have her in his life than not have her at all.

His pen ran dry: dryer than sand, and he finally dipped the pen back in ink letting his mind return to her.

But to have her....oh...

To have her hand and kiss her knuckles when she returned from work. To squeeze her sides coming up behind. To have her as his seemed like a dream far away. To kiss her and to whisper to her. To hold her when she's sad and to look up at her in awe when mad, moonstrucken by the idea of her standing in her ground. Nothing could defeat her: not by the skin of her nose or the glory of winning there owes she stood strong in her ways.

Perhaps a result of being alone?

Left in the home with no roof or no stove, she rised to the occasion without hesitation. To fight the god that is the parent and to fall as deep as you can get it. To loose yet to still go on takes some dedication.

"I knocked multiple times-"

"Huh!?"

Finn's head came out the clouds: "Ronin! I uh-" he was quick to stand up from his desk.

"Tea." He spoke setting the cup infront of his old friend.

"Ah...thanks." Finn thanked, looking down at the ember colored liquid and Ronin took a seat.

"We should go over some of the reports."

"Reports...uh..."

"Any daily reports?"

"Oh! Uh! No - no. Not today... most was...resolved through talking..." Finn answered, looking out the window the sun settting: "What time does Y/n stop working?"

"Y/n?"

Finn's head shot towards Ronin: "Why?" Ronin asked.

"Oh..uh- my...uh...Mother made her a tea blend! A thanks...shs's repairing the family sword, you know she's always been a gifter..." Finn tried to cover up, "I was hoping to give it to her...after her shift..."

"She should be home by now." Ronin informed." Should that is,"

"Extra hours?" Finn questioned with a smile: by the time he'd be out of this, he'd be a rather good liar, not a good thing.

"Long Story." Ronin answered.

"I know a few of those myself." Finn sympathized, he sitting himself down finally, "You...wanna talk about it?"

Ronin only gave him a "Really?" Look as Finn chuckled.

"I never met her before the other day." Finn informed: "How come you've never introduced us?"

"We...never sat right with each other." Ronin told him.

"Older sister?" Finn questioned: "I know the feeling"

"Twined." Ronin spoke, "Moring and Night."

"She's Moring I presume?" Finn asked, but he only got the shake of the head, Ronin? The Sunshine twin? Yeah right, "You're the moring twin?"

"Don't believe in ever superstition you believe." Ronin chuckled sipping his tea.

Finn was quiet: he knew from here they had been twined, they had a bad relationship Ronin seemed desperate to fix.

"So. Why not...talk it out?" Finn tried to recommend.

"We don't, talk."

Finn was silent for a moment, "You do that alot you know,"

"Do what?"

"Live in what you can't control while trying to control it." Finn commented.

"What's that suppose to mean?" Ronin asked, though it felt like a demand, a snap of the attuide.

"Well- I- From how my sisters-"

"She's not your sister."

It fell quiet and the air thick: "I. I shouldn't have spoken on the matter I'm sorry." Finn was quick to apologize.

Ronin was silent: he didn't mean to be a dick, yet he was.

"I'll find her eventually," Finn told him, "thanks."

"I didn't-"

"No, it's fine- I'm defensive of my sisters too," Finn cut Ronin off, standing up: "I should just go check on the new recruits see how they settled in,"

"Finn,"

"Thank you for the tea Ronin."

Finn was quick to leave; if he was honest; he wanted to defend Y/n. Then again, he knew Ronin, and emotions were never his biggest strong suit, especially talking about them.

Y/n got home with fresh groceries later than she had wanted and was quick to start something for dinner. She still had to get in the shower and change.

So stew was the best option: throw everything in a pot and call it a day, just after she browned the meat....and seasoned the veggies...and quickly tossed the bread in a low fire baker to warm.

Damn making dinner was hard.

Quickly browning the meat, she was quick to brown some of the vegetables as well, throwing seasoning in as well. Tossing everything into a pot, she was quick to put it over the fire and close the lid: she going to take a shower as quick as she could. There weren't many clothes she had to pick from; so, she went with her most unused top; a cream shirt with quarter sleeves, with her lesser used trousers; they black; yet not to dark.

Checking on the stew quickly, she turned her attention to sweeping in the other room to pass the time.

Yet something smelled burnt, and soon she could taste it. Running into the kitchen smoke came from the brick oven: her bread that was ment to be getting warm.

"Shit!" She cursed, reaching inside she burnt hands and tossed it into the sinks basin, tossing whatever water she had near by on it.

She coughed, trying to wave the smoke away, and was quick to open her windows and curtains to air out her home.

"Ms.y/n!"

She looked out the window, some usuals at the Tavern calling up to her seeing her stick her head out the window.

"Oh!" She waved, "Hello!"

"Are you alright up there?!"

"Just fine! Thank you!"

Y/n went back to her sink; looking down at the bread, "another for the farmers bin."

Y/n was quick to pick up the bread and toss it in with her other food scraps, no bread with stew sounded bare; maybe red would let her steal enough for her dinner date. Looking at the pot once more she figured she could run and grab bread from downstairs if she was quick.

She rushed out her door and down the steps.

"Oi! you're off today-"

"Can I take some bread?"

Red raised a brow, "You have that pretty solider boy coming over, red head."

"Yeah." y/n answered.

The kitchen went quiet; as the girls looked at each other.

"He breaks you; I break him." Red warned.

"I'm sure I'd break him first," Y/n told.

"Or the bed, Ah! Oh, Solider Boy!" A woman teased; she peeling the skin off of veggies.

Other girls laughed as Y/n rolled her eyes.

"Ah~! Daddy! Solider boy please fuck me harder!"

"Haha!" Y/n laughed sarcastically.

"Oh! Wait I got one! Solider boy! Fuck! You're gonna break the chair! Solider Boy please!"

The room filled with laughter, until Red snapped at them; they growing quiet.

"Take yesterday's left-over loaves they're going to go bad anyway," Red told her, Y/n nodding, as someone from kitchen staff tossed her two loaves, she catching them luckily.

"Thanks Boss!"

"Go, go!" Red waved her off, as Y/n rushed to run up the steps.

"AH! Ronin! Please daddy!" One of the girls teased.

"You idiot that's her brother!"

"What? She gets to fuck his second in command I get the brother!"

"If you could even approach him!" Y/n shouted back; "Maybe brush your teeth first!"

"Ah! You slug sucker!" She shouted back.

"Hornet Fucker!"

There were laughs below as Y/n closed her door, "She got you good with that one Marz!" she could faintly hear below her.

Y/n could only chuckle as she went to re-toast her bread; making sure she kept an eye on it this time.

"-And so, I told him-"

How long was this going to go on for? Finn nodded as if he was listening; yet with the sun going down in barely five mintues he was in well, a rush.

"Sargent Major!"

"Right- sorry-repeat what you were saying!"

"There trying to take down my fruit stand! I've been there for years!" An old farmer complained.

"His family doesn't have the proper paperwork-"

"Paperwork!? What about doing your job!"

"I am doing my job!-"

"Okay! Okay!" Finn stopped the two; "Look Mr. Pines, I know where your fruit stand is, and it can stay there-"

"But sir-"

"Thank you-"

"But we will work on getting you proper paperwork- we work with the people not against them, new recruits are often still strung hard from there training." Finn told the man, "We'll have everything filled out on our end, and call you in within a few moons, for now, you can sell from your stand."

"Thank you, someone has common sense around here!'

With that Mr. Pines stormed off, Finn rubbing over his eyes; "I apologize Sargent Major-"

"You didn't do anything wrong; you may go, fill out the paperwork for Mr. Pines please, and return it to my desk as soon as you can?"

"Yes, sir,"

Finn sighed leaning back in his chair; the solider still there; "You may leave,"

With the bow of a head the solider left, why did the simplest things get out of hand sometimes? Especially at the last minute? Looking up at the sky; he could make it to Y/n's house, he just...had to run a little. Or to not look rushed he could use his bird.

The longer he thought about it the smarter it sounded; he could pick her up something on the way as well.

He was quick to run to the stables; avoiding any signs of Ronin or the group of soldiers who had teased him about his little "fling" with Y/n. Taking his hummingbird out he saddled her up, she shaking her wings causing the saddles metal to cling.

"Shh, shh, I know it's late girl," Finn spoke, rubbing her head, before looping the belts through the loops and tightening them to perfection.

He was quick to lead the bird out of the stables before hopping on and taking flight. It wasn't far by flight to Y/n's house, yet a quick stop to the farmer was ideal; she suggesting some marigolds, or even some honey. Yet a poncho in the back caught his eye, it dark green with light green leaf embroidery, and best part of it all; it had a hood.

"That? for a date gift?"

Finn nodded; it was an odd ball thing to get someone; perfect for an odd girl; well, odd in a good way.

"Please ma'am."

"Well alright; I'll wrap it in a bow for you then." She told.

And just like that, Finn paid and was off to Y/n's house, truth be told he hopped off his steed before even fully landed, excited to see her again. He hoped she liked the gift.

The tavern was busy; it always was and he weaved through customers and workers to the back, almost running into a man with a fully tray.

"Sorry! Sorry..."

"You're good...can I help you with something sir? Customers aren't allowed back here-"

"Oh, uh, I'm here for Y/n- Ms.Y/n."

The man raised a brow, "Ayo Red! Solider boy's here! He allowed up to Y/n's place?"

"Red hair!?" Red called back.

"Yeah!"

"Send him back! Ruf!"

Finn was let in, he more aware of everyone else now that he was in a full place. If his memory had him correct; the stairs to Y/n's place was in the back and up the steps.

Yet he was stopped by twins, two women who worked there with freshly sharpen knives in hand.

"Where you think you're goin?"

"I was allowed-"

"Rhetorical question."

The women of the kitchen huddled around him; "I- am I misisng something sorry Ladies-"

A woman snorted; "Ladies? Please, that title comes after killer-"

"alright tone it down." Red ordered, "you,"

She pointed at Finn; "me?" He asked confused.

"You fuck with Y/n, you won't be making kids in the future you understand?" She asked.

"I wouldn't hurt her ma'am."

"Please, it's what the last one said-"

"I'm not the last one." Finn spoke up in his defense, low "oohs" went around, standing up the Red was dangerous.

"Let's hope not- digging a grave is so tiring. Even with full kitchen staff."

"I might as well as help dig then, my grave," Finn spoke; "only a fool would drop a woman like her,"

Red's threat became a light chuckle of respect; "Part ways ladies, Y/ns got a fly to catch,"

They parted ways, allowing Finn to pass; and go up the steps. As he walked up the steps his confidence went to nerves.

It was true; Only a fool would drop such a gem. He cleared his throat before knocking on her door.

The door was opened fairly quickly, and she stood there smiling; "hey, Finn!"

She smiled brightly at him; "Hope I'm not late,"

"Just on time," Y/n spoke, "Just finished the stew, tables set with dinner and everything."

"Next time I'll have to cook for you, you've done a lot already."

"Eh," Y/n shrugged walking off as Finn followed her, closing the door behind him, "Come on! before it gets cold!"

He followed her into the kitchen, the small table set accordingly, and stew bowled and still steaming.

"Smells amazing," Finn complimented, Y/n chuckling.

"hope it holds up in taste." She spoke, Finn smiling as she put a pitcher of freshly chilled tea on the table.

"Come on sit now," Y/n told him, going to sit herself down.

"Please let me," he spoke quick to walk over and pull her chair out.

"Thank you," She smiled, taking a seat as he pushed her in.

"Before, we uh, eat." Finn spoke, sitting himself on one knee, throwing Y/n off.

"Finn-"

"I got you a gift," He spoke setting the bow wrapped gift in her lap.

"Oh." Y/n spoke; "thank you- I, you don't have to on a knee of it though-"

"I- Sorry!"

Y/n chuckled as he was quick to rise to his feet, she quick to grab his wrist before he stepped back, and look from the gift back up at him; "May I open it after dinner? I'd hate to ruin it,"

Finn gulped, "Whenever you wish."

Y/n's hand went from his wrist to his hand, giving it a tight squeeze; "Thank you, I mean it, I appreciate it,"

She liked when he kissed her knuckles last time.

It was his immediate decision to raise her hand and kiss her knuckles as he did before. She smiling as his lips lingered a bit longer before he pulled away.

"Please," She started softly; "sit and eat, I'd hate for it to get cold,"

Unhappy to let her hand go; he followed as asked. sitting himself across from her at the small table, it had been a long time since she cooked; sure she baked before; pie after pie, but cooking wasn't she did often; not even for herself.

To seem less suspect, she act like she had started to eat; more worried about his reaction.

"Do you like it?" y/n asked.

"it's good," He smiled.

Y/n sighed in relief before lifting up her own spoon to taste.

Finn was a liar.

How could soemthing be so over seasoned and underseasoned at the same time? Unsalted but salted worse than sweat? She almost gaged at her own creation, but forced herself to swallow.

"Finn," She started, her mouth dehydrated from one taste of the stew.

"Yes?" He asked.

"You know...if you don't like it, you can just say so, I rather you be honest than try and not hurt my feelings," Y/n told him.

"Honest?'

Y/n nodded.

"it's horrendous,"

yeah...there it was.

"I'm a baker, rather than a cook," Y/n chuckled, Finn smiling at her, "To be honest, I think I ruined my own appetite,"

"...I think you ruined mine too," Finn told her, "sorry..."

"You mind having pie for dinner?"

Finn watched her get up and pull a covered pie from the cupboard, "It's a day old, still good,"

Finn nodded as Y/n smiled, grabbing two forks and moving her chair besides Finns, she taking the sad bowls of stew and setting them on the counter.

"Dessert's always better than real dinner anyways,"

Y/n took a seat, handing Finn a fork.

"So how was your day? Tell me all about it,"

What seemingly was meant to be a nice dinner, sophisticated just the slightest, turned goofy; if people had seen them; they would of thought they were teens instead of full-grown adults.

Elderberry pie was for dinner, they fork fighting for middle and crust pieces, laughing at one another and playfully booing as the other one.

"Oh, come on! You had the last middle piece!" Y/n teased playfully.

"Gotta fight harder," Finn laughed; a hand over his mouth while he ate and talked.

"Oh? Is that so?" Y/n laughed, "Alright, Sargent Major,"

He watched her stand up; seemingly mad in a flash, and he looked at her worriedly, as she walked behind him, "Keep your head forward,"

He was quick to do as told, feeling her come into contact with the back of his head he could feel his ears becoming warm.

"Yoink!"

And just like that the pie was gone from in front of him, he quick to get up; that pie was worth fighting for.

"Y/n- Come on!"

"Aw! I'm sorry did you want another center piece?" Y/n teased, her fork diving into the center to take a chunk and eat it, "Mhm! So good!"

Part of the fruit puree was smeared across her lip and cheek as she wiped her mouth with the back of her sleeve.

"Want some Sargent Major?" Y/n continued to tease, he taking a step forward as she stepped back.

"Y/n be fair about this," Finn tried to reason, "I'm still hungry?"

Finns plead received an eye roll, "Oh? There's a bakery down the street."

There's a bakery right in front of me, was Finns only thought. His eyes watched her hips; if they turned, she'd sprint.

"You're a big boy, Sargent Major, I'm sure you could make the trip to eat someone else's -"

"I don't want to eat someone else's pie-"

"Oh yeah? And why's that?-"

"Because I won't be with you."

Y/n paused, her teasing dug herself in a hole. If she hadn't been with him the whole night she'd of thought he was drunk by how red his cheeks and ears had gotten.

Y/n set the pie down on the counter, "I didn't mean for it to come out like that," Finn told her.

"No. I. I. Thats on me." Y/n answered,

"I'll go." Finn told her standing up.

"No wait! You don't have to leave!" Y/n was quick to stop him.

She grabbed onto him, "Really. You don't,"

"The last thing I wanna do is make you uncomfortable -"

"No! No. You didn't really!" Y/n told him, "I'm sorry,"

"Don't apologize-" Finn spoke.

"No. I teased to far. Please. Let me apologize." Y/n pleaded, grabbing his hand, "Im sorry."

"It's okay."

"Finn-"

"You apologized, right?" He spoke softly, his hand coming up to cup her cheek, his thumb rubbing over her cheek to wipe away the pie filling, "It's okay. Really."

From her cheek, to her lips, his thumb rubbed away pie filling, Y/n couldn't help but stay suck, after all her years; no one had rubbed over her lip as he had; no one touched her so simply yet filled with infatuation.

She watched him look at his hand: most likely trying to avoid her gaze: and seeing pie filling on his thumb, his reaction was to clean his thumb with the help of his mouth.

"You do know how to bake." He complimented.

Y/n's gaze was intense, Finn feeling it and looking her way, realizing what he had done out of a childish instinct.

"Sorry!-" He pulled his hand away from his mouth, "bad habit-"

Finn went silent as Y/n grabbed his face firmly, his hands coming up to catch her elbows as he was pulled in.

Yet his grip on her elbows tightened, and Y/n paused.

"I..." Finn started softly, "I can't..."

What? He could feel Y/n's hands become clammy, nervous she had overstepped.

"I can't kiss you," Finn told her, "If I do- I...If I do..."

"You don't have to explain yourself, if you say no Finn,"

"That's not it, if I kiss you now, I won't be able to stop." Finn admitted, "And I'll want it all, to kiss all of you,"

"Kind of selfish don't you think? -" Y/n teased playing off her twist gut of nerves.

"Then I'm selfish," Finn answered her firmly, from the bottom of his eye he watched her teeth catch on her lips.

"And...if I would like to be selfish with you?" Y/n questioned.

"You can't." Finn told; "Whatever you tell me, I'll do, I'm yours."

With his answer; Y/n pulled him in for a kiss, and his hands slipped from her elbows to her sides and quickly wrapped around her torso. Her arms hooked around Finn's neck, a unbusy hand running into his hair as they kissed.

It was quick after the first few kisses that Finn took charge. He leaning her back: the slightest arch to back, which he followed with a hand. She tasted like elderberry pie, and she smelt faintly like iron and wood. He wondered if all of her tasted this good.

He pulled away from her lips: her hot breathe coming into contact with his lips.

"Stay the night," Y/n told him, her grip on the back of his neck firm with her thumb rubbing up and down the skin softly.

"Y/n...I..." Finn started, this was completely different: last time she had it so sweetly: now? Now she was firm with her words, her words sounded more like a demanded request, and he'd gladly fulfill them if he was right about the situation at hand.

Finn's hand slipped down her back, and to the hem of her shirt and slowly did he lift the side of her shirt as his hand creeped up to her skin. She was quick to grab his wrist when his skin met hers.

"Sorry-" Finn was quick to move his hand, yet she only let it pull off her skin.

"Your hands are cold," Y/n told him, letting go of his wrist, "reflex..."

"Still I should have asked-" Finn spoke.

"It's okay, I liked you touching me." Y/n admitted, leaning back into his hand, her hands coming to rub up and down his armored chest, "stay the night, I'm sure I'll figure out some way to get those hands warm,"

Finn was quick to nod, "So. Top or bottom?" She questioned with a smile.

"I..uh...both?"

Finn fell back in Y/n's messy bed, naked and full of sweat, panting heavy and hard, Y/n laid next to him, his arm under her head as her heavy pants matched his, hair a mess and sweating just as bed as Finn.

He wrapped his arm around her neck, pulling her into to kiss the top of her head. Her head coming up to rest on his shoulder.

"Are your hands warm?" She asked teasingly.

"Are your insides warm?" He teased back as slapped his chest playfully.

He could only chuckle and leaned to take her lips in a kiss.

"Love you." He muttered against her lips.

"Love you too," she mummbled back, kissing him back, before hiking herself up on an elbow to look down at him.

A smile in return for a smile, as her fingers came to dance along his face, lovingly rubbing along his cheek and eyebrow bone, admiring his looks by touch.

"What?" He chuckled.

"Nothing..." Y/n smiled, her fingers running into his hair, "Wanna go again?"

"You can go again?" He asked, mostly shocked.

"I still have my stamina from being a leafman." Y/n teased, "don't tell me leafmen slack off now. That's quiet disappointing."

She laid herself flat on her back, as Finn followed her, he the one now hiked up on an elbow, looking down at her, she smiled at him.

"I can ensure you no leafman slacks off." Finn defended.

"That so?" Y/n asked.

"That a challenge?"

"Maybe it is-"

Finn was quick to steal her lips as she chuckled into the kiss. She sat up during the kiss, pushing him back onto the bed, breaking the kiss. She climbed over him, his hands coming to hold the dips in her hips, rubbing up and down them. She leaned down to kiss him, she enjoyed the scruff of his beard tickling her chin, it made her chuckle here and there.

Yet there was a knock on the door, and Y/n ignored it, she too busy on the track to getting laid again.

Yet they kept knocking, and it became hard to ignore.

"What!?" Y/n shouted towards the door, "Who is it?"

"The tooth fairy!"

Y/n groaned and got up, dressing in whatever she grabbed and making it to the door. She opened the door with anger.

"What!?" Y/n argued.

"Well good morin' to you commander," Buffo spoke.

Y/n glared at him, "You need somethin' Buffo?"

Leaning against the door frame she crossed her arm in an angered matter. Looking through the door, Finn was in clear sight.

"Hate to ruin the bunnies but I need to get paid, you're pops owed me a lot of money!" Buffo spoke, "or else,"

Y/n watched a bodyguard stepped up, a second one besides them; "Not froggy enough to come by yourself buffo? Had to bring the hoes?"

Buffo snarled; "You should be glad I like you commander."

Y/n rolled her eyes, "You owe me my money,"

"I have your payment- not due by tomorrow."

"Well Christmas came early this year,"

Y/n slammed the door in his face; "Y/n-"

"Just give me a minute,"

She was quick to dip into the kitchen, and walk back out with a pouch, walking back towards the door she swung it open before throwing it at him, it hits him in the face hard.

"Oh, did I mention it's in coin? Like usual." Y/n snarked, "Now don't you or your boyfriends ever show up to my house again, or I'll be eatin frog legs,"

"I'm a toad!" Buffo argued Y/n slamming the door.

"And I'm a burlesque dancer," Y/n rolled her eyes. before looking over at Finn.

He was at his side looking up at her, "sorry-"

"No...it's...fine." he told her, Y/n walking towards the bed as he reached out to grab her hand, "I've got a thing I suppose for powerful woman."

"Oh?" Y/n chuckled, climbing onto the bed, sitting on her knees besides him.

"Stamina has been restored." Finn told, tugging her closer as he rose to kiss her lips.

She kissed back, smiling into the kiss, he pulling her down onto the bed as she laughed, his hand running up the shirt she was wearing. Y/n pushed him back, rolling them the opposite way she laid above him.

Pulling away she smiled at him; "Goodnight," She told him.

"Goodnight?" He asked in a playful tone.

"Yep," Y/n chuckled rolling over, wiggling her way into the bed.

"Y/n,"

"Sleeping-"

"Y/n," he complained.

"Asleep."

His arms came to wrap around her torso and bring her into his chest, kissing her shoulder, "You know its a really bad look, me naked and you not."

"Want me to join you?"

"I wouldn't mind."

Y/n chuckled, sitting up, as Finn followed, he watching her hike her shirt up and pull over her head.

"I love your back," Finn spoke.

Y/n chuckled, "My back?"

"Yeah,"

"And what's so great about it?" Y/n questioned.

"Curve? Strength?" Finn questioned.

Truth be told, he didn't know exactly what he liked so much about her back, she had freckles, really light ones, a scar here and there from her time as a leafman, lightened up over time of course.

"So pretty..." he spoke, kissing her bare shoulder, she shifted and he whined slightly, pulling his view away.

And off came her pants, leaving her bare allowing him to enjoy the view once again.

"Okay happy?"

"Very much so."

Y/n chuckled, and with a teasing tone, she spoke, "All right then, goodnight!"

Back in the covers, he followed her as she yelped in laughter. He grabbing and bringing her close and attacking her with kisses along her face.

They fell asleep unexpectedably, her head resting on his chest and his arm around her.

Her sleep shifting woke him, he groaning as she rolled the opposite way.

"Mhm...Morin..." Finn greeted, but got no response, turning to face her back he wrapped an arm around her torso, tugging her closer.

Y/n let out a low hum, she waking up, "Morin..." she spoke with a yawn.

"Did I wake you?"

Y/n shook her head no softly, "old habits die hard. Use to wakin up early..."

She turned towards him: smiling tiredly at him: "I had a lot of fun last night."

Finn smiled back: "Me too," his hand came up to move back her hair out her face.

"You hungry?" Y/n asked.

"Yeah,' he answered, "But you are not cooking again,"

"Oh whatever," She rolled her eyes.

"You did ask for my honesty, last night," Finn teased.

"I also asked for your-" Y/n started but Finn tossed a pillow at her in a teasing matter, he sat up in the bed.

"You didn't have to ask for that," Finn told her as she pulled down the pillow, he pecking her lips before climbing out of bed.

[brainyxbat]

“Cars” Recast

🏎🏁⚡

Lightning McQueen: Ye Joon (Big Hero 6: The Series)

Tow Mater: Fred (Big Hero 6)

Sally: Catherine “Venus” Woods (My Big Hero 6 OC)

Doc Hudson: Ronin (Epic)

Chick Hicks:

The King:

Mack: Roddy Blair (Big Hero 6: The Series)

Sheriff: Finn (Epic)

Red: Wasabi (Big Hero 6)

Sarge:

Filmore:

Flo: Barb (Big Hero 6: The Series)

Ramone:

Lizzie: Supersonic Sue (Big Hero 6: The Series)

[not-what-i-meant]

Through the Storm- Chapter 1

There was an ambush.

They had gone out on a small patrol consisting of Ronin, Finn, and a couple of other leafmen had gone out on their birds, close to Boggan territory, to make sure that they weren’t rotting any land that they shouldn’t be. Finn had spotted the gray clouds and didn’t like the prospect of getting rained on, so he suggested that they turn back. Ronin had agreed, but as they turned their backs to the decayed forest of wrathwood, the boggans swarmed.

 What followed next was only a blur to all of them, a mess of feathers and blood. Finn saw a leafman fall to the forest floor and aimed to catch him, but he was swarmed by boggans.

 “Finn!” Ronin called out, sounding panicked. He drew his sword and slashed through the boggans, visions of Soren flashing through his head. He wasn’t going to let Finn go out in the same way. He reached for his closest friend, grabbing onto his hand.

 Ronin could hardly see a thing in the mass of grackle feathers flying everywhere, but the hand he felt was that of a leafman, with a familiar bracer attached. One yank and Finn was off his bird, Sorrel. Said bird made a nimble escape to preserve its own life, leaving flecks of blood behind. Ronin commanded his bird to get them away while he tried to hoist Finn up. He didn’t even pause to look at the condition he was in, all Ronin saw was blood.

 And then the rain came, and the wind picked up. Ronin’s faithful bird battled against it. Behind them he could hear the battle cries of boggans and the screeching of grackles, though they also seemed to be struggling against the wind.

 Finally, Finn had been secured in the saddle behind Ronin. He held tight to Ronin’s waist, unusually quiet. Now that he wasn’t focusing on Finn, he could try and get them all to safety. Ronin steered the bird up, into the trees, maybe he could lose them there, amongst the leaves.

 There were some tight spots to go through, but he did manage to lose them. He heard an alarmed noise from his bird and it suddenly jerked, knocking both riders off of it. As Ronin fell, he could see that his bird had been hit with an arrow. It had hurried off without it’s riders.  Quickly, Ronin positioned himself so that he took the brunt of the fall. Finn was hurt already.

 The fall hurt his shoulder bad, but he wasn’t concerned about that right now. This was the first chance he had to look Finn over. He righted himself and took Finn in his arms. What he saw wasn’t pretty. His shoulder seems to have gotten the worst of it. It looks like he had been cut deep with a spear. Some rot had bubbled up on his chest where he had been stuck with rot staffs and a few arrows stuck out from his back.

 Panic seized Ronin when he noticed just how hurt his friend was. Was he even breathing? Was he even alive!?

 “Finn!?” There was a worried tone to the General’s voice that was hardly ever heard. He placed a hand to Finn’s face, just under his nose. He could feel the Leafman breathing against his fingers.

  “mm… still here…” He spoke in a voice that could barely be heard over the rain. “Is… is that rain? arre we… trapped?” 

 Finn wasn’t all there, but he was a little aware of the situation. Ronin struggled to find a way out, something that would make the answer to that question ‘No’. He looked around desperately. Finn watched this, knowing what his closest friend was thinking.

  “mm… going t’ die, aren’t I?” He whispered. He could already feel himself fading.

 “No!” The exclamation was forceful as if Ronin were ordering Finn not to die on him. The other Leafman just stayed silent. This prompted Ronin to look harder. He peered over the branch. He could see a black object attached to one of the branches nearby. It certainly didn’t look like something natural. Then he recognized it.

 “Of course, The stomper!” Ronin gathered Finn in his arms and stood, “We’re going to need to go out in the rain again, only for a moment.” Ronin knew how much his friend hated the rain. Finn gave a little hum in response. Ronin backed up and in one leap, they had made it to another branch, Luckily this one seemed dry as well, protected by the branches above it.

 The camera that Ronin had spotted was mounted into the tree, and facing the other way. Ronin would need to attract the Stomper’s attention through noise. Carefully, he laid Finn at the base of the branch and went over near the camera.

 “Stomper!” He called as loud as he could. What was the stomper’s name, what was it? What was it? “Bomba!” He repeated this call several times, a look of panic on his face. He wasn’t getting through.

 Bomba was at his home, seemingly lost in thought. He sat at his study, several books open around him and sheets of paper with various notes scrawled on them all around him.

 “BOMBA!” Ronin shouted, so loudly that he could feel it damage his throat. It would be worth it if Finn got help.

 The professor jolted from his desk. He could swear he heard his name. He stood from his chair and went into the camera room, checking each one to see if maybe one of the leafmen wanted to talk to him about something, though he didn’t think they would considering the terrible storm going on outside.

 Ronin didn’t give up, he still kept shouting. “Bomba! Please, Help!” Finn watched through blurry, half closed eyes. He could only see the shape of Ronin.

 Bomba jumped once more when he heard a voice. Quickly, he located which camera it had come from and swiveled it around. What he saw, shocked him. Ronin, the leafman general, was there and there was a look on his face that the man had never seen before. He looked frightened. Then Bomba noticed the figure in the back. This was definitely the leafman that needed help.

 “I’m here!” He spoke through the camera, watching Ronin’s expression change to one of relief. “I’m guessing you need a rescue mission, r-right?”

 Ronin nodded, “My friend is injured, badly. Please hurry. I… I don’t know how long he’ll last. Please bring something to keep us out of the rain. It can be lethal to us.”

 That was all Bomba needed to hear, “O-o-on my way!” And he left his desk to gather a few things. He grabbed a bug jar, that had holes poked in the lid, from a shelf in his study and took the lid off. Then he went to his closet and grabbing a cloth, sticking it at the bottom. That’ll have to do. He couldn’t waste any more time. He went out the door and into the rain. He knew exactly where that camera had been placed, he headed that way.

 Meanwhile, for Ronin, there was nothing left to do but wait. He went to Finn’s side again, snapping off the shafts of the arrows so only the arrowheads dug into his back. It was best not to remove them or he would bleed to death. He held his closest friend in his arms while scanning for Bomba. “Don’t die on me Finn… Don’t die on me…” He kept muttering. He didn’t have to wait too long, Stompers can be quick when they really want to be.

 Soon Bomba emerged into Ronin’s line of sight, bug jar in hand. He opened the lid and angled it so that water won’t get inside and without even a cue from Bomba, Ronin gathered Finn up and lept into the jar. Slowly, Bomba put the lid back on and turned the jar right side up. Ronin was able to move along with the jar so that eventually he settled on the bottom with Finn.

 Bomba took this moment to look at the two with his helmet. Finn was even worse than he thought. “Oh dear…” He muttered and turned, heading home. He tried his best to hold the jar still, shaking it would disturb the leafmen inside.

 Ronin held Finn close to him, watching the world pass by in a blur. Stompers were capable of going fast if they really needed to, it seemed. Ronin turned his attention to his injured second in command, trying to stop the bleeding from his wounds as much as he can.

 “Don’t die on me Finn… don’t you die on me…” He used the cloth he was surrounded by to help slow the bleeding by applying pressure to the wound. He had already decided that he wasn’t going to remove the arrow heads until they got to Bomba’s place and the wound’s could be treated right then.

 Ronin relaxed a little as soon as Finn was in stable condition, but he was still on alert. He wasn’t going to let Finn’s life slip away from him like he had let Tara’s. He was like this the entire way to Bomba’s house.

[sometipsygnostalgic]

Adventure time twitter bas a number of really strong fans of evil doppelgangers, leaf people, and cursed memes.

So here's what chaos has happened over the past five months since Obsidian:

* We got completely obsessed with Leaf Man, from "Thanks for the Crabapples, Giuseppe", and replaced our avatars with him biting an apple. This originated in a small discord, lasted about half a day, and got the attention of Distant Lands crew members. It was like old times for me, what with the Puboy-pocalyose, Bettypocalypse, and Jake Pointing at things/Sitska memes we got on tumblr.

* Every time HBOmax made a post people would say "where's wizard city?" or "where's the gay peppermint?". When they released the HBOmax february mood board, and it had "Together again" and a really tiny stock image of Finn and jake on it, we all freaked out and a copypasta spread like wildfire starting with "hbomax said stop asking for your gay peppermint. Your gay peppermint it not going to happen.... etc.... we're homophobic. I kissed your wife go to hell."

* This was exacerbated when Adam Muto posted a storyboard of Finn, good ol season 10 Finn, gasping on the King if Ooo tumblr. The copypasta came back in full force. And everyone edited the Finn gasp into other characters gasping and used those as their avatar.

* This copypasta stuck around. It turned out the crew knew that Together Again would air next, not Wizard City, so they were laughing at us behind the scenes waiting for the moment to drop when the meme became real. And when the Together Again trailer dropped, let me tell you the uproar it caused! So funny but confusing. It was so much that Adam Muto stepped in to confirm Wizard City was still happening, lol.

* Meanwhile on a small server called the Spaghetti discord, the same one that caused the Leafman chaos, created the gay peppermint copypasta, and told everyone to change their pfps to Finn gasping, half the users have become obsessed with Uncle Gumbald, the season 10 villain. Like I said, it's got tons of Fern fans, and me as a PB fan, so everyone hates Gumbald and thinks he sucks and is a poorly written character, but concentrate enough hate together and it might turn into fascination.... or even love.

Oh and there's a Chicle x Reader fic that has become a copypasta

[venusnightshadewoods]

Lookit! It’s me as a Leafman! Er, well a Leafwoman. Aren’t I awesome? 

I guess I should introduce myself, huh?

I’m Venus! My full name is Venusian Nightshade Woods. My first home was the Solar Meadow, but now it’s Moonhaven! It’s so pretty, and everyone is very nice! Well, almost everyone...

Anyway, I love to sing! Me and my twin sister Mars always sing at Nim Galuu’s parties in his big tree! That’s always a blast, and everyone seems to enjoy our performances! Hmm, what else do I love? Oh! I also enjoy shopping in the marketplace nearby.

Mars and I have been in the Leafman army for quite a while now, since Nod took us in. Speaking of which, I need to talk about my friends!

First, is Mars. She’s the best big/twin sister I could ask for! She always puts others before herself, and is such a great battler! Although I wish she would stand up for herself; if somebody is being mean to her, she doesn’t stop them! Plus her constant rambling about stompers can get to be a bit much. But nonetheless, she is an awesome person!

Next up: Nod. Since my moving to Moohaven, Nod has filled the hole in my heart where mine and Mars’ big brother, Taurus, used to be. They even have similar personalities! Nod is the best big brother ever! He does these awesome stunts on his bird that I wouldn’t mind trying sometime! If only Mars would let me...

It’s Ronin’s turn! He can be a little scary at times, but he’s such a great guy! He’s so brave and noble; he’s not the leader of us Leafmen for nothing, y‘know! He actually reminds me of my dad, Orion, a little. They’re both kind of strict and tough, but are always working hard to protect those they love! Don’t tell anyone I said this, but I think Ronin and Queen Tara should get together! Hehe.

Finn is up next! ... Ummmm... ... uh, I’ll bring him up another time, ‘kay? Heheh.

Now, Grub! I first met him and Mub while Nod was showing me around Moonhaven, where they kept those pods moist. They are so funny! They always make me laugh when I see them! But why does Grub laugh at everything I say and do?

Next, is MK. She and her dad started living in Moonhaven a few years after our new queen was chosen. She is so nice, and the best girlfriend for Nod! I hope they get married soon!

Now for Mr. MK’s dad. He’s very nice too, and I think he has almost as much energy as me! Only almost! *wink* I think he would be the best boyfriend Mars would ever have; don’t tell her I said this, but I know she has a crush on him!

That just about sums up my closest friends!

Now, let’s get romantic! Who do I have a crush on? Hmm... you’ll see! *wink* I guess that ends that part, huh?

Well, that’s all me! Want to be friends?

((Don’t worry; Grub doesn’t love Venus romantically! He just finds her cute, like others do!))

[headcanonaday]

Epic Head Canon 04

@captainsupernoodle

Hey! Can I request some Ronin (Epic) headcanons and/or some growing up Voltron headcanons (like how the Paladins develop & grow into their strengths as they serve over the years)? This blog is so much fun!       

I’m so glad you’re enjoying it! I’m having fun doing it. I’m going to do this in two posts, so Ronin is up first (and thank you for the Epic suggestion, I don’t get many of those). I’ll do the paladins in another posts.

Ronin was short tempered when he was younger. He didn’t hold grudges or spend much time or energy on trying to get back at people who upset him, but he got mad quick and would need time (and usually being removed from the situation) to calm down. 

Nod’s dad and Tara grew up with Ronin, and they were used to his temper. They didn’t grow up in Moonhaven. They lived in a smaller town a couple days travel from Moonhaven. They all went into basic training to become Leafmen together when they were old enough.

The discipline that goes along with training to be a Leafman was good for Ronin, and it helped him learn to control his temper and himself better. It happened gradually enough that Tara and Nod’s dad, who were around him all the time, didn’t even notice, but when they would go home on leave, everyone noticed the change in him.

Ronin is not much of a lone wolf. He really does subscribe to the Leafman motto of “one tree, many leaves” and in general, jinn are pretty community oriented anyway. “Pulling yourself up by your own bootstraps” is not considered a virtue among the jinn, just weird. Ronin works with his captains and relies on their input and expertise when he’s making decisions.

He also has friends he’s close with and can lean on in private, like Finn who he went through basic training with and Nod’s dad before he was killed. Tara as well, but then she became queen and things got complicated for both of them. They’re both very service oriented individuals, and Tara becoming queen meant any personal relationship they had (both friendship and romantic) had to be set aside.

They expected that to be temporary. Ronin was left with the consequences when it wasn’t (except in like 90% of the fanfics I write because Tara needs to live).

Ronin is Nod’s godfather. He loves him to pieces, and he wants to strangle him, usually at the same time. Whenever Ronin complains about it, his father reminds him of every time he caused them headaches when he was young.

[ladydouji]

And colored, although my scanner seems to hate me

[tench]

A friend of mine: Hey, let's watch Epic! I bet you'll like that red-haird guy who will show up like 3 times

Me: Well ok let's give it a try

My friend: So.. maybe you'll draw him and Ronin for me?

Me: First of all hiring someone called Ronin to guard your ass will never be a smart thing. Second, well yes i won't mind to draw them, but before that let me tell you about that crazy ecosystem dilemma and probably a big misunderstanding which will end up with fucking up the natural cycle of recycling. And yes there'll be some cordyceps unilateralis for sure.

My friend: God fucking damn it can you just draw some porn??

[little-nod]

"Nod, I have something for you" Finn said, hiding something behind his back, "It's from Queen Tara"

"Can I see?" the boy stood on his toes, trying to see around Finn’s back, bouncing slightly in excitement.

[faerie-swordmaiden]

Finn's Dismay

[kemiobsesses]

Found this in one of my folders. I really need to clean up and sort my files, who knows how many forgotten drawings are out there.

[brainyxbat]

Rules: List 10 of your favorite fictional characters from 10 different pieces of media (books, movies, tv shows, etc.) and then tag 10 people.

Thanks @the-writer-girl-nerd for the tag!

These are in a random order... except 1 and 2 are tied. XD

Wasabi (Big Hero 6)

Butch (Pokemon)

Finn (Epic) (orange-haired Leafman)

Pitch Black (Rise of the Guardians)

Chuckie Finster (Rugrats/All Grown Up!)

Friar Tuck (Disney's Robin Hood)

Elsa (Frozen)

Tori Vega (Victorious)

Penny Hofstadter (The Big Bang Theory)

Sam Puckett (iCarly)

Tagged:

@divinejusticespiritual

@disneynkotbsbgirl

@smokelesseyes

@lee-park-natalia

@bigherosixfeels

@spyrkle4

@bare-nok

@h-theartist

@derpam

@rolaplayor101

[isabeau25]

((Hello! I would like to know your headcannons on Leafman and fire. Do they use a controlled fire like us humans, or do they see it as an enemy of the forest?))

(I’m not sure why this didn’t come through as fanmail, but it’s an interesting questions, so I hope you don’t mind that I posted it.)

I’ve kind of gone back and forth on this one. On the one hand, fire is destructive and most of them probably live in wooden homes (I sort of envision them having hollowed out homes out of tree stumps or even living trees) so fire would be a little problematic, although certainly still safely usable if they were careful. Fire can be destructive and dangerous in a forest, but it’s also part of the natural cycle of growth for most forests. Forests actually need fires to stay healthy, but at the same time, I imagine the Jinn don’t really want to be caught in a forest fire or have their homes destroyed by one.

There’s just so many advantages to having fire though, from cooking and preserving food, to staying warm in the winter, to light. So I think I’m leaning towards the side of them using fire pretty much the same way that humans used fire pre-electricity, to light homes and cook meals and stay warm. A lot of settlers built fireplaces out of wood, and then covered them with plaster or mud to make them safe to burn fires in (relatively safe as long as they didn’t slack on the maintenance). They can probably use wind fall wood to burn and have all they need and more.

(Edited to add - I am a dork and missed the obvious. Jinn forge metal weapons, which means they have to use fire.)

[maggins]

[ladydouji]

Merman Finn for an unwritten (but much discussed) Epic Au