#hop on the bee while it's still buzzing

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Hi new ppl who are here because of that gallon of cream in her pussy bit. Life.... Amirite. One day you're making a timely Dickens reference because you're a hyperlexical silly guy and then suddenly years later it appears my notes every day.

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Naruto boys cute habits ──☆*:・ﾟ

Characters: Naruto🦊,sasuke🗡️,kiba🐺, shikamaru🀄️,shino🪲,neji🎋,Lee🥋, choji🍥,gaara⏳, kankuro🪆

Naruto🦊-*

He has a new habit every other hour he collects them like Pokémon tbh. He has basically every cute habit you could find of, he taps his feet when he’s waiting, he scrunched his nose when he’s upset, he sticks his tongue out when he’s focusing, I mean it he has basically any habit you could think of. But you still find it very cute to observe his little habits~

He sometimes worry’s he’s doing to much so he went a whole day trying to hold back any habits he gained and if he couldn’t he would apologize to you, ofc you smothered him with kisses calling him a cutie patootie for his silly habits

Sasuke🗡️-*

You may not think it but he is always focus, how you ask? He snaps his fingers quietly to keep himself focused! You never understood why he randomly snapped around you, maybe he was trying to tease or mess with you? No he’s just making sure he doesn’t get distracted. What’s even more adorable is that he doesn’t need to snap his fingers if his doing something with you. You keep him focused!

“Why do You Never do your cute little finger snap thingy while we are on dates?” “W-well I only do it to keep me focused, I guess…I find it easier to focus on you more than anything else.” (I’m crying)

Kiba🐺-*

He bites things, and by things I mean you. Just randomly he will just bite you, kiss the mark then just carry on😭 his love language is physical touch but this isn’t so much language as it is a habit- he doesn’t go a single day without biting your arm or shoulder. He does it in the morning and when you both get back from work. It’s routine for him and honestly he doesn’t even realize he’s doing it sometimes

“DANM BOY THAT WAS AN AGGRESSIVE ONE-” “what?” “That bite! God are you trying to eat me?!” “I bit you..?” “…yes?” “Oh-….sorry babe” kisses mark

Shikamaru🀄️-*

We all know his little hand gesture he does when he is thinking and you thought that’s the only habit little shika has, until you started to pay close attention to him when he is winding down. You noticed that everytime he rests on the couch and close his eyes he slowly sways back and forth! He tried to calm himself by rocking slowly!

“You do that everytime dear, I could rock you yk!~” “what?” “You don’t notice it?” “No y/n… what?” “You rock yourself back and forth when your trying to relax~” “I WHAT?!” Turns out he didn’t even know he did that😭

Shino🪲-*

He hums a lot, but he doesn’t hum songs he just hums a tune and hold it there. You thought it was the strangest thing until you realized who he was, it’s the bug guy! He’s not humming he’s buzzing-

“Do you seriously just buzz like a bee?” “Well if you must know flower, I find it calming” “of course you do” “mmmmmmmmmmmmmm” “it’s kinda cute when you buzz” “what-“

Neji🎋-*

I dont know if you can call it a habit but he just reuses the same words over and over, it’s not because he can’t think of another word he just chooses to use the same word. For example he would call something “foolish” then use the word “foolish” to describe other things throughout the day even though he hasnt really used the word before

“Outrageous!!!” “32” “what? 32 what love?” “That’s the 32nd time you’ve used the word outrageous just today” “oh- do I really reuse words that much?” “Yeah but it’s fine pretty boy, it’s cutee” flustered Neji activated

Lee🥋-*

He also reuses words like Neji but the other habit he gained is jumping. If he’s in a line too long or waiting for you to get ready he will just start hopping in place, probably a way to keep himself patient and in check so he doesn’t get upset over waiting so long!

Bounce…bounce…bounce “what’s that noise honey?” “Meeeee” “well what are you doing?” “I’m Bouncing y/n-Chan!!” “Why…?” “Becauseeeee!” You just left it there, let him bounce!

Choji🍥-*

A little bite like Naruto he has many habits such as; he taps his knees when sitting patiently, he also makes popping noises with his mouth during awkward situations, and sometimes he even pinched his own cheeks (you taught him to love his cheeks so he really got that from you)

“Whatcha doinggg” “squishing my cheek…I never realized how soft they are” “and I never realized how handsome you are ~” he hides his face so fast

Gaara⏳-*

He likes fidgeting with his hands, sometimes he just starts counting on his fingers cuz he’s bored. The only thing he loves more is playing with your hands instead! He always found them so soft and delicate. He fiddles with your rings or just pulling on your fingers slightly

“Your so cute when you do that rose” he reaches down and kiss the back of your hand “thank you y/n. I find every part of you very interesting that is why I do this” awww

Kankuro🪆-*

He’s the kinda guy who’s really likes his hair so obviously he’s gunna play with his own hair sometimes unless you do it for him he learned how to braid and everything! One time you walked in on him with two pigtails in and you started crying!

“AWWW LOOK AT YOUUU!!” “StOOOP” “Aw i cant look at your cute pony tails!” “I like my hair ok is that such a crime!!”

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F1 Elementary | Teacher! Oscar Piastri x Teacher! Reader

summary: It's Halloween in Box elementary and Oscar decides it's a good idea to play secret admirer and finally make a move with one of the teachers.

pairings: teacher!oscar piastri x teacher!reader

a/n: Excuse any errors english isn’t my main language. This is based off Abbott Elementary. If it's in bold it's a confesional.

 The bell rang loudly, filling the halls mixing with the loud voices of the kids that were heading towards their classrooms. The teachers patiently waited outside the door greeting every single kid that entered. The hallways were different from their day to day. Miss L/n had stayed all night up decorating the halls to make them spooky for halloween. People could probably say that she could be a little bit of an overdoer. Spiders webs, spiders, pumpkins, bats surrounded the hallways, clinging towards the halloween aesthetic scaring a few of the kids. 

"Hi! I'm principal Norris. I still don't know how I ended up ruling this school but might I say I love it here. I’m the literal king of this school, everyone does what I say, it’s like I direct them or something. There’s a lot of perks of working at Box elementary,  Hot teachers, smart kids and the paycheck. Being a principal is the best, so I welcome you to my lovely kingdom. But enough about me, let’s talk about my untalented and ugly staff so you guys can see what I have to work with everyday. Look, there we have one of our annoying second grade teachers, Y/n. I'll leave you guys to it and let me say if you need more beauty shots, I'll be in my office" Lando said while tilting his crown down sending a kiss towards the camera. He turns to the left and the camera slowly follows him walking towards one of the students eating a lollipop. Lando  quickly takes it out of her hand and eats it himself. He walks away leaving the kindergartener alone crying in the halls. 

"Hello!! I'm Y/n L/n. But around here everyone calls me Miss L/n. I've been teaching second grade here for about four years now and honestly it's a blast. I love the kids, I love the school, I love my coworkers, I love the classes, I love my mood ...Sorry l am rambling but in my defense it's one of the best holidays of the year. Halloween!  and this year is different because we got the opportunity to dress up. They also let me put the whole school in halloween decor. All the kids are so excited to wear their little costumes and eat candies. That’s why I had to step up my game. Guess what I am? No? Okay. Well I’m a bumblebee cause people say I’m sweet like honey and sometimes that is annoying, but that’s nobody's buzzness. Did you get the joke? Did you understand?  Because I am dressed as a bee? I know you got it, I see that smile on your lips, cameraman. Anyway, let me just get to the point, I teach second grade and around here we all love to have fun. Do you want a Frankenstein cupcake? I made them myself" She said with a huge grin stretching out her hand with a cupcake toward the cameramen while the kids in the background made cute cupcakes. Her face was covered in frosting and her costume was covered in glitter. 

Oscar Piastri, smiled as he excitedly greeted his first graders, exclaiming proudly “happy halloween ” as they entered the classroom, His  Mark Webber  costume intact. He watched as his little students entered the classroom all giggly while holding onto buckets filled with candies he had personally requested them to bring so they could exchange with their classmates. When the last student entered, his eyes trailed towards the end of the hall where he could see Y/n L/n handing her kids a lollipop while they entered. Oscar stared at her in aw, as she did a dance battle with one of the kids that was dressed as a hip hop dancer. Y/n stinger got caught on the door making her fall back as all the kids from her class ran up to her to help her up. She shook them off by saving countless thank you’s. Y/n threw her head back laughing at her kids following the action as Oscar stayed in his place being starstruck by her beauty. Oscar waited a few seconds to catch her eye and waved at her with a soft smile which Y/n happily returned. Being lost by the sudden interaction Oscar couldn’t feel the small child tugging on the side of his pants trying to get his attention. 

“Mr. Oscar! You are staring at Miss L/n again. You said staring at people was rude” The child exclaimed quite loudly making Oscar jump up and panick. He quickly crouched down to be at the same level as the kid. 

“Alex, what did we say about yelling?” Oscar said softly, trying to push back his flushed face. Alex looked down towards his shoes shaking his head. 

“That we shouldn’t do it. I’m sorry Mr. Oscar. I was trying to get your attention because I needed to tell you something but you were looking at Miss L/n. I heard that in their class they are making cupcakes today. What are we going to do? It’s Halloween we should do something fun” Alex said, raising his head and grinning excitedly towards Oscar. Oscar mirrored his expression. 

“Well, I talked to Principal Norris and he said we could race cars outside. So after we exchange candies right after recess we can race” Oscar said resting his hands on his shoulder grinning. Alex quickly squealed in excitement jumping up and down. Oscar followed his actions moving side to side. “Wait, what did you need to tell me that was so urgent?” Oscar said quickly remembering what were his true intentions. 

“I actually don’t remember” Alex said, making a thinking face. 

"Mister Oscar!  Jeremy is kicking me again" a kid screamed from inside the classroom making Oscar quickly enter the room to detain the fiasco before it got worse. Jeremy was quite the fighter and he didn’t feel like cleaning up blood today. 

Oscar Piastri didn't expect to like being a teacher as much as he did but now after being a  teacher for about a year, he was starting to get the hang of things. He enjoyed the kids' presence, they made things actually fun for him and the best thing, aside from the kids, was Y/n L/n. Having Y/n around made the teaching experience quite refreshing. She was around the same age as Oscar  but she had been teaching there for about four years just like her close friend and English teacher, Logan Sargent. Oscar had tried several times to get in their little group but it was quite hard for him to click with the teachers. It wasn’t that they were mean or anything, it was the fact that they didn’t take the rookie teacher seriously. Adding to the fact that Oscar wasn’t the best when getting social clues, for some people, it felt like they were talking to a child while they were talking to Oscarl. 

“Mister Piastri, I wanted to inform you that the camera crew just got here today, so don't be surprised if they catch your fine ass. You look quite attractive with that, costume." Principal Norris said, peeking his head through the door. Oscar  turned around with a scared look on his face seeing Lando wiggle his eyebrows at him. Oscar’s hands dropped stopping the two kids that were originally fighting. 

"Excuse me?" Oscar asked, raising an eyebrow at Lando making him wink at Oscar. 

"I'm just playing but remember that they...Oh look they are here now! Here we have Mr. Oscar Piastri. He teaches first grade and he's been working here for about a year, yet he can barely get a hold of his class but we are working on it. So enjoy your time with him. The hottest teacher in the school. Bye" he exclaimed while he left Oscar standing agape in the hallway with a camera crew filming straight at him. Oscar quickly took his glasses off, cleaning them on his pants nervously while the kids screamed as loud as they could in the back of the class, the kids once again starting their fight.

“First of all, I'm not the hottest teacher here, I'll leave that to Charles and second of all I have perfect control of my kids. Didn’t you guys catch on camera me stopping the fight? " Oscar exclaimed defensively while putting on his glasses and looking at the camera clearly stressed. His hair was now messy pointing to several directions as his  breath was unsteady. 

"Mr. Oscarl! Help me, Jeremy is still pulling my hair now" a kid yelled from the back of the class quickly gaining Oscar’s attention. He quickly ran towards the back of the class and the camera crew quickly behind him. Oscar tried pulling Jeremy off one of the other kids but he wouldn't move.

"Jeremiah, let go!" Oscar said while falling desperately to get his attention. 

"I'm not letting go Osc! She bit me with her stupid vampire teeth" Jeremiah yelled, still not letting go of his grip becoming stronger. 

"First, I told you even though you are stronger than me to call me Mr. Oscar. Second of all, we said no bad words in the classroom and that included the word stupid.  Now let's just try to be in a loving mood, it's Halloween, don't you guys want to be in a loving mood?!" Oscar asked desperately, trying to convince the kids to let go of each other. All the kids around them were unphased by the interaction, exchanging candies while the fiasco unfolds.

"NO!" Both of the kids exclaim pushing Oscar down towards the floor. He closed his eyes in pain waiting for a few seconds for the floor to eat him alive. He let out a sigh, dragging himself to one of the classroom doors praying that someone, beside Lando or Y/n, would help him out. 

"How are you kids so strong?! Verstappen!  Verstappen please, please help me. Verstappen I know you can see me" Oscar exclaimed as he gripped on the side of the door from the floor. He reached forward holding his leg desperately not wanting him to move. Verstappen stopped dead in his tracks staring down at Oscar with pity. His eyes were nearly covered in tears as he begged him to come and help. Verstappen looked towards the break room as he turned his back from it, taking a step into the classroom but not before quickly rolling his eyes at Oscar. Instantly the kids stopped fighting while the ones that were exchanging candies  sat down hiding their sweets.

"How?" Oscar mouthed to the camera while watching the kids stay like statues with Verstappen.

"I'm  Max Verstappen. Please do not associate me with the principal or I will call the authorities against you. If it were my decision, I would have been principal and I would have said no to this little filming festival you have going around here. But since l am not principal, I have to answer your dumb questions.  I am the other second grade teacher here at Box elementary. The only person I don't get annoyed at in this school is possibly Oscar. He isn't the worst teacher in the world but he isn't the greatest. Kids here can be little shits but I have them under control. Oscar on the other hand doesn't. He lacks control and I truly believe he's one of the kids."  Verstappen said to the camera while moving to the side to let into view a giggling Oscar Piastri exchanging his candies  with his students excitedly.

Meanwhile, Logan and Carlos  walked together to the break lounge ready to eat their lunch and enjoy their break. Both of them worked on the second floor with the middle school kids and they were exhausted.

"Good evening, I'm Logan and I teach seventh grade english. I've been in this school for four years and quite frankly still don't know why I've stayed so long."

Carlos sat down taking his food out of his neatly prepared lunch box while Logan took his mug to serve himself some coffee. Both of them took in the wonderful peace and quiet that surrounded the break lounge, something that it always lacked. But the peace and quiet was interrupted by the door slamming open and a visually alarmed Oscar  coming through, Verstappen following behind shortly after.

"I'm so done with those little pieces of sh.. You"  Oscar took a deep breath pointing at the cameramen. "Stop following me with those stupid cameras. You're making me seem like I'm a bad teacher” he said while his eyes twitched, making Logan hide a chuckle with a cough. He continued to drink his coffee attempting to calm himself.

"I don't think they're making you seem like a bad teacher, maybe you're just being one” Carlos  responded while taking a bite of his sandwich making Logan  "cough" even louder.

"Carlos.  I came to this school the same time Oscar Piastri did and it still surprises me that he is still here. There were fifty new teachers and surprisingly the only two left are Oscar Piastri  and me, I thought he was going to be the first one to leave, yet here he is, still struggling and still not getting the hang of it" Carlos said to the camera while fixing the nonexistent wrinkles of his button up shirt.

"Well, I have you know I am a great teacher! My students say it to me all the time when I get emotional. I bet you don’t even cry with your students. My students and I had a Halloween party, something that didn't even cross your mind to have today. We exchanged candies, had a dance party and watched movies. They love me. I love them. And all you did was bore you kids to death today, I suppose. What did you do? Make them read" Oscar responded angrily while looking at the peaceful Carlos. 

"Actually, yes. We read about the history behind witches. Something you can actually do to learn since you come to school to learn not to party. But I guess you didn't get the memo since all you did was go to frat parties in college" he said taking another bite of his sandwich.

"Jokes on you I wasn't even in a frat. But I just know your kids wanted lollipops and by the way I gave my kids lollipops and none of them threw them at each other so I believe that's progress" Oscar said proudly while looking in the fridge giving his back to the teachers letting them see the back part of his robes covered in lollipops.

"Congrats! You are getting better, Piastri. I am really proud” Logan  applauded while placing his cup of coffee down.

“But I don't think you should get your kids hopes up with Halloween. You should show them the gory things that I showed mine today. Real, scary, halloween movies. When they’ll get older they will thank you for teaching them how to survive a psycho. ” Verstappen responded while sitting next to Carlos.

"Aren't your kids seven?" Carlos asked, concerned, raising an eyebrow at Verstappen.

"And your point is, Carlos Jr.?" Verstappen asked while taking a sip of his black coffee. 

“I already told you, my name isn't Carlos Jr., it's just Carlos" he said seriously while glaring at the man.

"I will not stop spreading love in my classroom.I love Halloween and no one and I mean no one  loves Halloween more than me" Oscar exclaimed sitting down with his arms crossed. 

"Hellooo fellow teachers!" Y/n exclaimed throwing flower petals in the air while entering the break room. 

"I highly doubt it" Logan responded while looking at his best friend, dressed up in her vibrant yellow costume. She was holding onto a basket filled with sweets while her wings neatly placed on her back. Her hair wasn't styled as usual, instead it was pulled back in two braids with her antennas.

"Happy Halloween to you, and you, and you" She said, handing a beautifully devoted Halloween box to each of her coworkers.

Carlos smiled softly, Logan whispered a thanks and Verstappen rolled his eyes, but deep down he loved it. Y/n headed towards Oscar giving him a bigger box than the rest. Oscar blushed hard, taking in the gift in his hand while Y/n placed down her things. 

"Thank you, Y/n. I appreciate it a lot" he said smiling softly but his smile got wider when she sat next to him.

"You're welcome Oscar! By the way, I love your red bull costume. I really like the redbull drink. A lot of my students dressed the same. It looks cute" she said, playing with the ends of Oscar’s long sleeve . 

“Actually, Y/n. Oscar’s dressed as An...” Verstappen started but quickly got cut off by Oscar slamming his hand against the table. 

"Thank you, Y/n! I was trying really hard for that can look. I really like your bee costume. I know everyone was buzzing about it” he said excitedly while trying to hide his  blush. Y/n threw her head laughing hitting Oscar’s shoulder softly making Oscar blush more if it even was possible.  

"Thank you! I wanted to go all out today, I heard that the party was going to be the bomb.” Y/n said winking towards Oscar which made him grin excitedly. 

“You know about that?” Oscar asked confusedly, while taking his food out of his bag. 

“Yeah! My kids were telling me about some big plan you have after recess. I was so excited for the afternoon party I forgot to bring lunch" She smiled at her while opening a water bottle and looking down at her notes to fix anything that was incorrect for the party the school was throwing later today.

"Here, have my sandwich" Oscar exclaimed quickly, planting the sandwich next to her. She looked up from her paper shaking her head.

“Don't worry about it Oscar. You should eat, I can wait until later.” She responded by trying to hand it back at him but he shook his head.

"Have it, I'm not even hungry" Oscar said smiling softly while shrugging trying not to worry her.

"Thank you Oscar! I owe you one" Y/n said, taking a bite while Logan looked at the camera suspiciously while drinking his coffee.

"What? I'm not hungry. My stomach is filled with brownies, candies and cupcakes. Plus the cupcake I had this morning, if Y/n’s hungry I wouldn't mind giving her my food!! Or anyone not necessarily her, I give my food to everyone that wants it, look. Here have this kiwi" Oscar exclaimed while taking out the kiwi he was previously eating and handing it in to a kid that was passing by. The kid stared at Oscar weirdly before continuing walking.

"So,what are you guys doing tonight? Anything special planned in this spooky evening" Oscar asked, trying to change the subject while they all peacefully ate. Everyone stayed quiet but Oscar anxiously taped his finger on the round table making Carlos groan and speak up.

"Well, since you're being nosy, I rented out a movie theater to watch movies tonight with my girlfriend” Carlos responded, closing his book. Y/n squealed, turning to him with a smile. "It was so romantic. What did you get?" Carlos asked, directing himself to Y/n, but she simply shrugged.

“The kids gave me some beautifully made cupcakes, those that count?" She asked sitting next to him, Verstappen laughed making the two stare at him.

“It's sad that you want that to count," he said, taking another sip of his coffee.

“Don't listen to Max, he's just jealous the kids didn't give him anything because they are scared of him” Carlos said, rolling his eyes as Y/n fixed her posture awkwardly. 

"My kids love me, they know my second grade class is the superior one and they did get me sweets. I just don't like them" Verstappen responded, getting a bag of candy and throwing it on the table leaving Carlos in shock.

"Well, maybe you'll get something later, the night is still young" Oscar said suspiciously while looking at the camera with a smirk. As if it were by cue a delivery man opens the door holding a big strawberry bouquet.

“Delivery for Y/n L/n” the delivery man said while reading the card. Y/n excitedly got up taking it in her hands and placing it down on the table picking the card to see from who it was. She quickly smiled at the delivery man saying thanks before he left. All the teachers looked at the bouquet waiting for her to say who it was from.

"Who is it from?" Oscar  asked while standing next to her with a huge grin on his face.

"It says spooky berries from a secret admirer, " she said, picking a strawberry and eating it.

Logan, Carlos and Verstappen stood outside in the hallways with the camera crew Filming them.

"It was Oscar" the trio said at the same time while rolling their eyes.

"This is beautiful! The person that got me this has to know me really well, I love chocolate covered strawberries. They are literally the best thing to ever exist on this planet"

" You see! I know her well!! I got her that gift and went all out! I'm proud of my hard work and the smile on her face is to die for. So ha! I win Halloween" Oscar exclaimed happily at the camera while grinning.

"Breaks over, I need my teachers in their classrooms so they can take the kids to that dumb party Y/n’s making" Lando said entering the lounge and getting himself some coffee.

"Nothing you can do will ruin my mood today, Lando. So I will take that as a compliment" She responded, taking a picture of the strawberries.

"You got yourself that gift? That's sad, even for you L/n" Lando responded while taking a sip of the drink.

"Actually, it was a secret admirer," she responded, not even looking at him.

"Oscar, it was Oscar" Lando said, looking at the camera in the hallway while taking a bite of a strawberry he had taken from Y/n's gift.

"Also how are you guys enjoying the reality show we have going on here?" Lando asked, winking at the camera.

"I feel watched and stalked" Verstappen responded seriously.

"I didn't ask you. Oscar?" Lando turned his head towards Oscar who started to pick up his things so he could head back to his classroom. 

"This isn't a reality show Lando. it's a documentary for schools with poor funding so I don't think we should be proud of that” he said while standing up and putting his tote bag on his shoulder. 

"You know what I'm not proud of, the fact I haven't received my Valentine's Day gift yet" Lando said only for him to hear. Oscar shivers while looking at him with the same expression as before. "Now everyone chop chop. We don't have all day" he continued while applauding obnoxiously.

Everyone started leaving the teachers lounge leaving Oscar to himself to open the box Y/n had given him, he slowly opened the box and opened his eyes wide when he saw the gift.

"Oh, I've known about Oscars' crush ever since he started working here. But I love seeing the reactions he does when he thinks I don't know a thing about the little gestures he does for me. That's why I decided that I should give something back" Y/n said smiling to the camera holding the gift she had received from him. In the background you could see Oscar dancing excitedly and when Y/n turned around to look at him, he froze waving at her trying to act cool which Y/n responded with a smile while quickly turning to her classroom.

Oscar looked at his kids jumping up and down at the party and he smiled. He looked at the camera men and then down at his hands.

"I'm going on a date today" He said screaming while joining his kids in a dance battle.

Logan looked at Oscar and then at his best friend from the other side of the school gym and smiled softly at her.

"You asked him out, didn't you?" Logan asked, looking at Y/n.

"Yes, I think he’s cute." She responded while looking at the dancing Oscar. Both of them looked at how Oscar huddled up with the kids pushing a car to make the kids star driving. A few seconds in, a kid “runs’ over another ones leg making them cry.

“I though he meant toy cars?! Seven year olds don’t have diverse license”  

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Tim Drake Befriends a Bee Minific

When Tim was young and very lonely, he befriended a bumblebee. 

Back then, he was curious in a way that teased wonder on every rusted fire escape. At 9 years old, even Gotham’s grimiest streets sparkled under the right light and perfect Summer days were for adventure, not dread. 

It had been one of those perfect days - balmy, sunny, fresh, and crisp - when Tim almost stepped on a bee. He paused, one leg raised, light up sneakers still flashing, and hopped to the side. 

He carefully picked it up. The poor thing didn't have wings. It was so delicate. Its tiny legs tickled Tim's palms.

Tim was stricken with fear that it would die on the hot pavement, alone and scared. It needed to be protected. It needed a chance.

An eyedropper of sugar water and 30 minutes later, the bee was moving - crawling all over the table and, eventually, over Tim's hands. He brought the bee out into the garden, letting it examine the roses, the lavender, the yarrow.

Tim couldn’t leave it out there, defenseless, with no one to watch over it, to make sure it wasn't eaten or crushed or lonely. 

He named the bee Sisko, after his favorite Star Trek character, and because it was an onomatopoeia of the strange buzzing sound Sisko would make while traveling up and down Tim’s arms.

Day after day, Sisko and Tim would make new sugar water, then go explore every flower and bush and stone on the Drake property. Sisko’s favorites were the yellow roses, which had bloomed brighter and taller than anything else that season. Sisko would always crawl back to Tim’s hands in the end, or his arms, sometimes even up Tim's neck and into his bushy hair to keep Tim company while heating up chicken nuggets or peeling open protein bars or chowing down cold pizza. 

At night, Sisko slept in the ratty, soft stomach of Tim’s favorite stuffed animal, a bunny his Mom had given him when he was too young to remember. Tim moved the stuffy from his bed to his dresser (he was nervous about rolling onto Sisko in his sleep) and every night checked that Sisko was safe and sound before turning out the lights. 

They were friends - best friends. 

With Sisko, Tim lost the urge to wander off in Gotham proper for batwatching. Instead, he’d re-learned every step of Drake property, fell in love again with the flowers and trails, the old, old trees, and the pond out near the property line. 

Tim knew Sisko was on borrowed time (of course he did) but against all logic, Tim was certain that Sisko wasn’t any normal bumblebee. How could he be? Not when he’d chosen Tim, not when they'd made a home together. Anyway, why should it be so ridiculous to think that Sisko might be a witch's familiar or a companion like Jiminy Cricket. Magic was real, and there were stranger things on Gotham's streets every day.

Tim started to believe, actually believe, that one day he and Sisko might slip into Narnia or Wonderland or Middle Earth. Every day was an adventure.

Eventually the cold began to creep back, hardening the ground, taking the flowers, and turning the leaves. It was a chilly Sunday afternoon when Sisko crawled into Tim’s palm, fell asleep, and never woke up again. No matter how much Tim begged and begged and begged.  

He'd died so quietly. So unceremoniously. Tim wasn't ready. It wasn't fair.

Sisko was just a bee, and Tim was just a boy, and there were no magic wardrobes waiting for them.

Tim buried Sisko under the yellow rose bush, long gone spindly and brown. He cried so much that he'd thrown up in the dirt. 

Later that week, Scarecrow broke out of Arkham. For the first time since June, Tim pulled out his black clothes and his camera bag to watch Batman and Robin save the day. 

The click click of his camera shutter, the smoggy sky, the sweet rot smell of the dumpsters: that was familiar. Tim was a shadow again. He could lose himself: in the dark, in the night. 

Tim tucked his bunny stuffy into the back of his closet. He stopped waiting for magic to find him, at least, not the kind you'd read about in storybooks. Magic may have been real, but it was for people like Robin, people who swung from rooftops and laughed loud and made the world brighter. It was never meant for someone like Tim.

[wisteriagoesvroom]

schools of thought: part 2 🦊

A landoscar college AU, told through social media

to catch up, check out part 1 here

author's notes

thank you for your patience and the kudos on part 1 🤧 irl stuff happened and i worked on a different story for a while before getting back to this one

ignore timestamps, they don't really matter

if you enjoy it, please consider liking / reblogging / commenting! 💙

—————we pick up at the federation U library———————

lando's studying late. it's a tuesday, and there aren't too many people there - just him, linda the librarian who isn't particularly impressed at anything or anyone, and a couple of other students on other islands of desks, stuck in their own world.

lando doesn't find academic work impossible per se, it's more the sustained attention that gets challenging. and contrary to how he seems, he does actually work hard at his core modules. even if he isn't sure exactly to what end, yet.

the screen's blazing bright and lagrange's theorem is starting to make his brain statick-y, so lando rubs his eyes. one of those advice pages on tiktok said changing tasks could help sometimes to refocus on his studying. something about crop rotation or switching channels of the brain or something. if it's on social media, it must be true.

so he opens his design software instead and makes a party invite.

he sends a prayer to the holy trinity of tiesto, guetta and darude for his very basic photoshop abilities. and an extra hail-van-helden for the free software that he pirated off charles.

the party playlist is already whirring in his head. definitely some garage smashed with some old school hip hop, and he's sure there's a way to get some hans zimmer piano in there. whatever, it'll work.

satisfied with his efforts, lando sips from his hydroflask. (the drink is one part instant coffee, one part spicy honey, and a lot of hot water. carlos gives him shit about it all the time, but carlos is spanish and generally prone to dramatics when it comes to coffee and just about everything else.)

still focused on his important task of Procrastinating His Stabilizer Equations, lando texts max.

linda, to her credit, only glared at him once when he started humming kid cudi under his breath.

and judging from experience, max and charles are going to be a while, so there's nothing for lando to do but stare at the wall and keep working on his playlists. oh, and his math assignments.

meanwhile, oscar gets a ping from logan.

what is there to say about the meeting really, oscar thinks. uneventful. ———————earlier——————————

the first project catch-up with lando, they'd met under the campus bee statue. a sunny afternoon, but the campus was quiet, half of them having decamped to the nearby hills or beach for a change of scenery. it was just the pleasant and tolerable buzz of other students enjoying the warmth and doing university student things. he'd spotted a couple of people with picnic blankets out. he hadn't brought a picnic blanket, thinking this would be a quick meeting.

lando had appeared in a blur of white and orange, like a y2k elf. ear piercing, music festival rubber bracelets and all. in a t-shirt that said i'm acute angle.

"'sup osc!" lando said.

"that t-shirt's gramatically incorrect. technically." oscar had replied.

"whaa-aat. but more to the point, it's funny."

"i guess. did you do the reading yet? thought it'd be good to talk roles and responsibilities and maybe a project timeline."

"timeline?" lando said, as he tossed his backpack down and flopped on the lawn. lando extracted two heinekens from a side pocket and went through a complicated manouvre of opening them with his room keys. "thought we'd maybe crack open a beer and just chat, matey."

i'm not your matey, oscar thought. i'm a passenger to whatever train of chaos it is that you're driving and i'd like to get off.

oscar's skin prickled as he realised the double meaning of get off. he also tried to not think too hard about how overfamiliar lando was acting towards him. the worse thing was: there was a bigger part of him that was probably willing to let lando get away with it.

lando seemed to be ignoring whatever existential crisis oscar was going through. instead, lando was going on and on about philosophical youtubers and sparknotes. lando was so animated when he spoke, too: hands always in gestures, as if excitement buzzed directly out of his fingertips and onto oscar. there was a sparkle in his eyes, blue sliding into grey, that made oscar want to sit on his hands. because they were the kind of eyes they wrote about in regency novels, the windows to the soul kind of melodramatic nonsense. that would make him want to do stupid shit. like, get-in-the-way-of-the-project-grade kind of stupid shit.

so it took oscar a lot of energy to focus in that first meeting. he thought he did a pretty decent job picking up the thread of conversation, around the part where lando had called foucault's theory "the indiana jones thought thingy."

"i think you mean archaeology of knowledge."

"right! right." lando said, as he beamed up at him.

oscar had suddenly felt overly warm, then. probably just the sun on the quad, he thought to himself. he was from australia, so technically he should've known better, and worn adequate SPF. he'd have to set a phone reminder for that at a later point. he refused to be fooled again by the european summer and its apparently hypnotic effects. even if those hypnotic effects were probably mostly caused by a menacing parallel phenomenon that oscar would call solarus landonitus.

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later, oscar's cooks dinner, and tries to decipher the instructions on the back of a frozen bag of beef mince. pato and logan are away at a football game across the border in italy, an overnighter thing.

his phone vibrates. it's lando.

oscar's hands hover over the letter keys. a party? he couldn't think of anything worse. but lando said a couple of friends, and it's true oscar hasn't really partied, and he thinks hanging out with his D&D friends doesn't really count. there had been that one instance in first year when oscar had gone to try and meet logan and pato at the ministry of sound, and he'd accidentally ended up at the ministry of state government building. after that, he'd figured parties weren't really fated for him.

but. lando, social butterfly lando, campus personality lando is the one asking. and logan's right, oscar probably does take himself too seriously.

osc types and deletes at least four different responses before be replies. he is an eng lit major, he tells himself. surely he should be better at crafting his words than this. but sometimes it is what it is.

so it isn't a commitment, and it isn't a hard no, either.

oscar stares at his phone. it's gone quiet. lando's moved on – probably uploading an instagram story. or smashing his too keyboard loudly in a public space as he solves a polynomial. or making a new and unlikely EDM song out of radiator noises, or whatever it is that lando "i'm so cool" norris decides to do with his free time.

oscar is studying the dorm kitchen tiles, thinking about not thinking about lando, when his pasta water boils over. it hits the induction stove with a loud hiss.

"shit!" osc yelps. he grabs a nearby dish towel to wipe it up.

the pasta ends up both soggy and under salted, but he eats it anyway. mind turning all the while.

——————stay tuned part 3 (hint: party party)————————

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HC for each Team Prime saving their witch s/o from a rogue witch hunter (witch hunters still think witches are evil in this time) and their s/o being badly hurt but will live

I just did two characters since that's what I was feeling, and since you said s/o (significant other) and it’s hard to write for such a large group. I totally forgot about the badly hurt part while writing this, sorry about that

~Optimus Prime~

•You hadn’t actually told Optimus you were a witch and he didn’t know about your abilities or anything, he just knew you had great intuition and were into some stuff he found a bit odd

•But when you realized the witch hunter was getting closer, you had to tell him before you got killed or went missing or both

•So you asked Optimus if you could stay at the base for a few days, he agreed of course, he’s got no reason to say no

•Witch hunters got their own ways of tracking witches, and you’ve been keeping up an anti-tracking spell, so you don’t know how he found you

•But you saw him in town and you figured it was time to hide better

•You’re of course still keeping up the anti-tracking spell, but you put up some extra protections as well, when you settle at the base

•Optimus doesn’t know what witches even are, because cybertronians don’t really have any equivalent to them

•But he does know what you’re doing is not really usual for humans

•The candles, the burning herbs and stuff, the salt circle you’re sleeping the middle of

•It’s not anything he’s ever seen, so he does ask you about it

•You have to explain to him what you are, what you’re doing and why you’re in trouble

•Optimus is very understanding, but also very worried

•He asks you if you can stop being a witch, but he’s no asking in a bad way, he just wants to keep you safe

•You tell him you were born a witch so it’s not something you can just quit

•Optimus is pretty shocked by this sudden reveal, but he doesn’t really mind 

•He doesn’t want you to get hurt, but you two also need to work some stuff out, because there is someone actively trying to kill you and he wants to keep you safe

~Bumblebee~

•Bee is a bit annoyed that you didn’t tell him earlier, and you only told him when you were in danger

•Didn’t you think he deserved to know earlier? And not when someone’s chasing you down with a crossbow

•You were standing by Bee, when an arrow swished by, whole making a pretty big gash on your upper arm

•You just hopped into the front seat and yelled for Bee to drive and he did, but he was frantically buzzing, asking you for an explanation as to what that was

•You’re like “Just drive please” an start chanting while holding your crystal necklace

•Bee is so freaking confused, and even though he has seen a lot movies and shows with witches, it doesn’t even cross his mind that you might be one

•When you get away from the hunter wielding the crossbow, you have to explain yourself to Bee

•You get to the base and Bee’s whole expression is like one big question mark

•You explain yourself while you set up a small salt circle on a map on the table, so the location where the base is on the map is surrounded by salt

•You’re putting up an anti-tracking spell and a protection spell with candles, herbs and salt

•You finish your explanation with an apology, and tell him you know you should’ve told him sooner and that you’re sorry for not doing that

•Bee is mostly just scared for you and very curious about what all you’re doing and can do

•He also thinks it’s super cool you can do all this stuff, but he hopes he would’ve known so he could have protected you better

[apomaro-mellow]

Part 4

Dustin kept his promise to help teach Steve how to find food. Sources were getting scarce though. And after some time, Dustin decided his energy would be better suited to finding out where the fairy prince lived.

"If I can find him, he can get you home."

"Or you can find my home. Or better yet, fly me there", Steve suggested.

Dustin rolled his eyes. "Look at this wingspan. I'm lucky if I can carry a twig with some berries. Strength is not my forte. But finding things is. I've already found you twice. Maybe this Eddie guy is just bad with directions."

"Go, leave me here to fend for myself."

"I thought you were supposed to be the adult between us. Don't die!", he said as a reminder before taking off.

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Steve's mother Lina waited as one day turned into two, then three. She waited as more of the leaves changed colors, and as the first frost appeared. While others prepared, and later celebrated the fall season, she waited by his bedroom window. She didn't make the dresses she normally did for the girls to dance in. Instead she spent her days making new outfits for Steve. One lucky aspect of having such a small son was that she needed very little material.

When night fell and it was too dark to sew by, she kept his window for as long as possible, singing lullabies, hoping he could hear and follow her voice home. Sometimes she looked to the book of tales, still open to the page with the fairy prince.

Steve's prince had promised to return him. Lina believed in chivalry and love. But she was also aware of how difficult to small people looking for each other in this big world could be. Steve could be right in the garden or a whole town over and she wouldn't know.

Tonight snow was falling and a powdery blanket was beginning to cover the ground. Feeling helpless but not hopeless, Lina closed the window for the night. She'd get started on a new blanket for him tomorrow.

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Eddie pushed Honey on, even as the winds got colder. Royal authority didn't give him the power to stop the seasons, even when he asked. He heard a commotion going on closer to the ground and flew in to see what it was all about. There was a toad, so he counted his luck.

"Hey!", he called out when he landed and hopped off his bee. "You wouldn't happen to know anything about the guy I'm looking for. About yae high, beautiful brown hair, was last seen in blue?"

The toad sneered at him. "I ain't got nuthin' to tell a fairy. Buzz off." He turned to stomp away, muttering something about a Carol and a wedding.

Eddie flew past to head him off. "Wait just a second, I'm not done. Now I've lost someone and he could be in danger."

The toad was about to tell him off when his expression changed to something more conniving. Eddie got on his guard. This could very well be the toad that had taken Steve.

"Lost someone, you say? Maybe he just didn't wanna be around you", he said with a harsh shove, nearly knocking Eddie over.

"I don't want any trouble. Just some info."

Then he felt someone grab him from behind, arms surrounding his neck in a chokehold. Eddie immediately launched but was surprised when his assailant didn't fall behind. Instead they cackled and he also heard the sound of beetle wings. They wrestled in the air before Billy got the upper hand and threw Eddie against a tree.

He was disoriented as Tommy picked him up and shoved a knee in his stomach.

"I think if we wanna get our hands on that princess, we better keep a hold of the prince", Billy said.

"Yeah, but I'm not babysitting him."

Eddie regained just a bit of his fight to whistle, ordering Honey to bulldoze right into Billy. Tommy pushed at Eddie to get out of the way, making him fall into a deep puddle.

His wings weren't much use in the water. And he was fatigued from searching endlessly. He felt himself moving slow but it wasn't just his body. The water froze around him, sealing as he reached for the surface.

Honey hovered before she was shooed off by Billy. "Looks like we got some crown royal on ice", he grinned.

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To his credit, Steve felt like he did pretty well for a while after Dustin left. Still, there was no beating the cold when you had zero walls to shield you. By luck he was able to find a discarded holey sock to wrap around himself. His shivering only stopped when he passed out, praying he'd awaken in the morning.

When he did wake up, it was to warmth, so he was sure he was dreaming. He stretched out and instead of a worn sock, he had a much nicer cloth on top of him. This was nicer than the toad's barge, but he was so over waking up in unknown places.

"Oh good. You're finally awake."

Steve looked to the side and saw that he was in the presence of a weasel. A smartly dressed weasel at that.

"Did you bring me here?", Steve asked, looking around. The space was small, but that made it easy to keep warm. Which seemed to be accomplished with a stove.

"That I did. I'm a doctor around these parts. You can call me Brenner." He was stirring a pot as he spoke. "Are you hungry, Steve?"

"Starvin-wait, how do you know my name?"

Brenner chuckled to himself. "It's a small forest. I know all about you. How you were being courted by those toads and all. How you turned them down because of your previous engagement with the prince."

"We're not quite engaged", Steve took the cup that was offered to him. He didn't know what it was but it was warm and smelled of spices. "But, I suppose something like that was on my mind."

"Mhm", Brenner went back to stirring the pot. "Of course with him being dead, your plans must've changed."

Steve barely got a sip before the cup dropped out of his hands, startling the doctor.

"Certainly you knew about that?"

"No....", Steve whispered. He backed away until he came to a wall. Suddenly the cozy space felt much too small. "Eddie can't....he can't be...de-" His voice broke off with a weak gasp.

"My apologies. I assumed you knew."

Steve sunk down to the floor and pulled his knees up this his chest. If Eddie had been looking for Steve, if he had died out there while on the search...he could never forgive himself.

"Good food and good company can get your mind off that terrible dreariness. Come now." Brenner took a piping hot tray out of the oven. "We're going to take these to a dear friend of mine."

Steve didn't get up. "I'm really not up for visiting anyone right now."

"The way I see it, I just saved your life. And you can't muster up the energy for a stroll to my closest neighbor?"

Steve didn't even want to move. He thought his heart broke at the idea of never seeing Eddie again. Him dying was so much worse. It felt like his heart had been ripped out and left a whole in his chest; like he would never be full again. Brenner was looking at him expectantly though, so slowly, Steve rose to his feet. The weasel did bring him in from the cold and revive him. And it wasn't Brenner's fault that Steve was lost or that Eddie was...

His body moved on its own as Brenner put the pan in his hands and led him through a small door. The tunnel was dark and Brenner filled the space with whoever this neighbor was. A Mr. Henry Creel apparently.

Little did he know, Dr. Brenner had his own ulterior motives for Steve.

Part 6

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Deuce - Oh, Bother

Prompt: Snack (TwstOber) & Crossover (Blotober)

Dropping the beehive was never part of the plan. 

Discovering the beehive had been pure coincidence. Deuce spotted the beehive hanging from the branch of a nearby tree while Idia melted into a puddle of gloom next to Eeyore, and Kalim and Tigger bounced through Rabbit’s garden with an angry Rabbit and annoyed Jamil on their heels. He tapped Pooh on the shoulder and pointed at the tree. “Look, Pooh! Do you think you could get some honey from that beehive.” 

Pooh hummed and waddled closer to the trunk of the tree. “Let’s see. Excuse me, bees? Would you kindly share your honey with me? I have a rumbley in my tumbley.” 

The bees buzzed, but didn’t appear to notice the small yellow bear standing beneath their hive. Pooh hummed again. “I don’t believe they heard me. Excuse me, bees? May I have some honey please?” 

“I don’t think they understand you,” Yuu said. She joined Deuce and Pooh under the tree with Grim, Epel and Ortho. “Rabbit said he didn’t have any honey though, so the only way we could get any would be from the source, right?” 

“Bees aren’t usually happy to have their honey taken,” Epel said. He threaded his thumbs through the straps of the overalls that had appeared when they arrived in the Hundred Acre Wood. Deuce wore a similar pair of overalls, which were surprisingly comfy and roomy. “We’ve got plenty uh bees back in Harveston durin’ the summer, an’ the bee farmers use special equipment ta get all that honey.” 

“I would look up how to properly harvest the honey, but I still have no connection to the Internet,” Ortho added. He jumped slightly on his flat feet, which had replaced his usual thrusters. He and Idia looked like they had stepped out of the fashion magazines Deuce caught his mom looking at every once in a while. The magazines from eighty years ago when waistcoats, slacks , and flat caps were the height of fashion. “I don’t even have flight capabilities in this form.” 

“I can reach it!” Roo shouted. He jumped as high as he could, which didn’t even reach the lowest branch. Roo huffed and tried again with an added grunt of effort. “Almost...there! Hold on! I’ll get Tigger. He’ll have no problem jumping that high!” 

The tiny kangaroo hopped away to catch Tigger and Kalim. Even Deuce knew when he heard Roo’s laughter that he wasn’t coming back, having joined the duo’s romp through Rabbit’s garden. Grim took that as his cue to step forward. “Leave it to me! One quick fire blast will get that beehive down with some crispy honeycomb to boot!” 

Piglet gasped and grabbed Yuu’s skirt. “B-b-but that would hurt the bees!” 

“So? That just means there’ll be no more bees to worry about.” 

“But then we won’t get more honey,” Pooh said. He rubbed his belly. “And if there’s no honey, then there’s a lot of rumbley in my tummy. There must be a better way to get the honey.” Pooh tapped one paw against his forehead. “Think, think, think!” 

“Someone could climb up and get the hive,” Epel offered. He shook his head when they all turned to him. “I said someone. Even ah’m not crazy ‘nough to wrastle with a buncha bees!” 

“I love you Pooh,” Yuu said, “and I think you’re adorable, but there’s no way I’m climbing up a tree in a skirt. Maybe we can ask another one of your friends for some honey?” 

The long sigh from Pooh made it look and sound like he was completely deflating. “I suppose. But if Kanga, and Eeyore, and Piglet, and Rabbit didn’t have any honey, who else could? Oh, I wish Christopher Robin were here. He’d know exactly where to look.” 

Deuce frowned. He examined the beehive. In the span of them standing underneath it, only a few bees had come and gone from the hive. Deuce strained his ears to listen for the droning buzz associated with the insect. Aside from the occasional twittering of birds and Idia’s high-pitched yelp followed by a round of laughter from Kalim, Tigger, and Roo, Deuce didn’t hear anything. 

He smacked his fist into the palm of his hand. “I’ll do it.” 

“Do what?” Piglet asked, shyly peeking around Yuu. 

“I’ll get the honey,” Deuce said. He thumped the side of his fist against his sternum and smiled down at Pooh. “I climbed plenty of trees as a kid. It’s the least I can do since you guys have been super friendly to us.” 

“Would you?” Pooh asked. “That would be delightful. I can already taste the honey.” 

“Be sure to grab plenty for me too,” Grim added. “I’ve had rumbles in my stomach since we got here!” 

“Are you sure about this?” Yuu asked. She stepped closer to him while he searched for the best angle to start his climb. “If Epel’s not jumping at the chance to climb a tree, then it might not be a good idea.” 

Deuce grinned to reassure her. “Don’t worry! It’s a small hive anyway. I bet there aren’t that many bees inside.” 

Yuu frowned, but Deuce started climbing the tree before she could stop him. Once he was off the ground, it was easy for him to find the right place to put his feet and hands to reach the next branch. He grunted and slung his torso across the branch where the beehive hung. He reached out to grab it. 

“What in tarnation? Ya can’t just grab it!” 

“Don’t worry, Deuce! By my calculations, you only have a 22.358% chance of breaking a bone if you fall from that height!” 

“P-p-p-please don’t fall!” 

“Hurry it up! I’m hungry down here!” 

“Honey sure does sound yummy for my tummy.” 

“Deuce! Get down from there!” 

Yuu’s cry made Deuce finally look down. His arms immediately wrapped around the branch. He was a lot higher off the ground than he had thought. Ortho’s random statistic about breaking a bone didn’t help. They all stared up at him with wide eyes except Piglet, who ran in the direction of Rabbit’s house. 

Yuu anxiously pointed away from the tree. “Get down!” 

Confused, Deuce turned his head to look over his shoulder in the direction she pointed. His eyes widened at the small dark cloud moving quickly towards him. The buzzing hum he had been searching for from the hive tickled his ear. 

Deuce gaped at the swarm quickly closing in on him until another shout from Yuu snapped him out of his stupor. He kicked his legs to find the branch beneath the beehive. Everyone was shouting at him now, but Deuce couldn’t decipher anything they said. He was pretty sure Epel was speaking in a foreign language and Pooh was just shooing the bees. 

A sharp sting on the back of his hand made him lose his grip on the branch. His legs kicked out wildly searching for a place to land. He felt his foot kick something as he tumbled through the air, but he slipped past a few small branches before a wider one broke his fall. Grunting in pain, Deuce swung himself closer to the trunk and shimmied his way down the rest of the way. 

He took a staggering step away from the trunk and turned to the others...who were no longer there. He blinked and found them running after Piglet. Pooh blinked at him from where Yuu had him slung over one shoulder. 

Another sharp sting made Deuce slap the back of his neck. An angry bee flew around his head before divebombing the ground. Deuce’s eyes widened when he realized the beehive now sat between his feet. 

“Run, Deuce!” 

Deuce sprinted away from the tree just as the cloud of bees descended. The motion of sprinting was a familiar one, and he caught up to Yuu in no time. Pooh bounced on her shoulder with each step. “Yuu, what about the honey?” 

“The rumbles in your tummy are gonna have to be okay with the carrots Rabbit offered earlier!” 

They ran through Rabbit’s garden and around the large trunk of Rabbit’s home. The surprised shouts from the others behind them gave Deuce a good idea of how quickly the swarm moved. Without magic to fight the bees, they were chased around the large tree several times before Kanga came looking for Roo and scare the bees off with a broom and stern reprimand. 

Idia later teased them all on their flight of terror, him and Eeyore the only ones who managed to escape the bees’ wrath. 

[skyedancer-system]

Some people on another post said they were interested in hearing our system experiences (with being a gateway system and other stuff), so here we go!

It got pretty long so we’ll use a cut ^^

We’re a gateway system, which means that our headspace is, in a way, a real place somewhere. For us, we see it as a kind of in-between space between worlds, and that we’re connected to it, an others are as well (more on that later). We call our headspace STAR SPACE bc of how it looks (a bunch of floating islands in outer space; the art in our pinned is mostly accurate to what it looks like) and it just sounds nice ^^

Since STAR SPACE is an in-between, we get new people showing up a lot, most commonly because 1.) Something happened to their world/happened to them in their world, or 2.) They already had an aptitude for world-hopping and ended up in STAR SPACE. The “something happened to them” explanation is the more common of the two in our experience.

We do have one person in particular who world-hops a lot: 🔮Sunny. Crow goes between here and crow’s home world (where he is also part of a system) a lot. He actually spends more time there than here, but comes over every so often to check in, sometimes bringing friends along (first time that happened is documented here (link)). 🐝Bee travels too, but she can’t go back to buzz’s home world for some reason; we aren’t completely sure why. She does tag along with 🔮Sunny sometimes though. Them traveling between STAR SPACE and crow’s system is how we fully realized that it’s an in-between space.

We have had a few people permanently leave, or at least it seems permanent considering how long they’ve been gone and the circumstances around it. It’s different than someone going dormant; when they’re dormant we can still mostly feel that they’re here in the system (down in the void beneath STAR SPACE we’re pretty sure). When someone leaves completely, their presence is 100% gone until they come back (if they come back).

Gateways between STAR SPACE and other worlds tend to form when we get latched onto a certain world that exists in fiction here; it’s why we have so many people in here that we call fictives (though they technically aren’t introjects), and a lot of people from one place or closely connected places tend to come through in a short time (for example, the most recent was Pokémon, and we had 11 people show up in around 2 months, mostly from the same version of the Pokémon world).

We’ve had a couple people end up in the system long before their home worlds were even conceptualized in this world. 🌑Mare and 🔪Omori have been around for well over a decade at this point (though none of us knew we were separate people back then), yet their sources have only existed here for around 7-8 and 3 years respectively. They did not realize who they were until we interacted with their sources, but they were always themselves.

There are only 2 people in here that don’t originate in an outside world; 🐉Night (who was the first to ever split we’re pretty sure), and 🌈Aster (an OCtive who formed as we were making a design). 🌈Aster stands out since he formed within the past year, while 🐉Night has been here since elementary school or earlier.

Like in other systems, STAR SPACE does tend to pull more people through when we’re stressed or going through a hard time. People can show up at any time though.

There’s a lot we still don’t understand, and that we never will, but that’s part of what we enjoy about this! We are always discovering more about ourself, and other worlds in the process! We just wish there were more gateway systems out there talking about their experiences; we want to see how they differ and how they’re similar!

If anyone has questions about anything we’d love to answer them! Talking about our system is something we really enjoy, and sometimes it helps us realize new things too!

[celestiall0tus]

Tales of Bloody Bug and Chat Noir - Chapter 60 - Bird's Nest

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            Bloody Bug stood atop the Eiffel Tower as she waited for Chat Noir. Night had fallen and the city had quieted, though was still buzzed in the night light. Unease clawed at her as she looked at the empty sky filled with the wanning full moon. She took several deep breaths as she calmed herself and prepared for the hunt before her. They would find Mayura today. They would put an end to all this.

            “You ready?” Chat Noir asked.

            Bloody Bug’s breath caught. She turned to look at Chat Noir when her eye caught the black cat ring. It shimmered and shone white with a prismatic gleam in a mesmerizing, fractured light. She turned back to the city and nodded.

            “I’m ready. Let’s go,” Bloody Bug said.

            Bloody Bug and Chat Noir activated the trackers in their tools. The other heroes were on standby and ready to mobilize while the few scheduled to be out were. They split up and covered different sections of the city. They ran along the rooftops and hopped between them while doing anything to draw eyes to them. Chat Noir twirled and mimicked poses from the shows he watched with Porcelet while Bloody Bug swung around before she skated along the side of buildings and in the streets.

            Bloody Bug’s focus was broken by a ping from her yo-yo. She leapt out of the street onto a rooftop. She opened her tool to see Chat Noir deterred off course in pursuit. She sent a signal with her yo-yo before she hurried to join Chat Noir. She watched the lively city fade away to dark neighborhoods and abandoned buildings. She pursed her lips as she stopped to look around for Chat Noir. She eyed the green fluff of his coat on a nearby rooftop. She jumped over to him and knelt.

            “What do we have here?” Bloody Bug asked.

            “I’m not sure. I saw Mayura, or rather, a shadow of her. I followed and it led me here.”

            “Well, let’s wait. We need most the team, if not all before we head in.”

            “Perhaps, though we could go in now, couldn’t we? Look around?”

            “Cat, this could be a trap if she led you here. She’s likely prepared something for us. And given her mental state, I can’t imagine it’ll be pleasant.”

            “But how long before people arrive? How long before Mayura just attacks us out here? We should at least go in to distract, right?”

            “Absolutely not. That bitch wanted to skip right to the kill when she found me yesterday. If we step in there without everyone, we’re as good as dead. We aren’t tempting fate.”

            Chat Noir grumbled and sat down. Bloody Bug and him watched for their team to arrive. Their team trickled in one by one. Gallic Chick, Outlaw, Porcelet, and Bomb Bee were the first ones to arrive. Bloody Bug filled them in as Badb, Pom Pom, Hydra, and Crimson Tiger showed up. The patrolling heroes, Minotaur, Apollo, and the newest hero, Serow, joined them. The last ones to arrive were Fennec, Ouroboros, and Llameri.

            “Alright, looks like everyone is here. Divide into your teams and get into positions,” Bloody Bug instructed.

            Everyone nodded and moved. Bomb Bee, Badb, Apollo, and Pom Pom stood with Bloody Bug while Gallic Chick, Porcelet, Llameri, and Serow stood with Chat Noir. Ouroboros found a place to hide with Fennec guarding him. Hydra, Crimson Tiger, Minotaur, and Outlaw patrolled the immediate area.

            Bloody Bug and Chat Noir moved into the building with their teams. They busted down the door and surveyed the immediate room. The room was clear of debris, random clutter, and cleared away of spiderwebs and dust expected in abandoned buildings. Various tables with equipment lined the middle of the room with the walls covered in scraps of notes. They all cautiously approached the tables and notes to inspect them.

            The instruments on the table were akin to the tools that Eve had laying around her home the second time Bloody Bug and Chat Noir met her. Amongst them was the tool that Mayura had used to liberate Tikki, Plagg, and Fluff from the Order’s tampering. Alchemy and chemistry tools were littered around the space with notes on how to make the serums with different combinations striked out and the right ones circled.

            The notes on the wall were a mix. There were ones on fresh, white paper with flawless cursive, while the others were old, yellowed paper written in an old language that looked like Sanskrit. Alongside the old parchment were loosely translated pieces of fragmented information that was all that Eve had left after she was betrayed. Bloody Bug and Apollo skimmed over the notes to find most were research results and several mentions of betrayal.

            “I see why Mayura thought there was some sort of ancient wrong now. All this mention of betrayal and no context,” Bloody Bug muttered.

            “Indeed. And you told her the truth?” Apollo asked.

            “Sure did, but in her mental state, she didn’t believe me.”

            Apollo grimaced. “Well, if you don’t mind, I’m going to collect these. They may be useful.”

            “Knock yourself out.”

            Bloody Bug moved as Apollo gathered notes. She stopped before a large locked door. She destroyed the lock and slid open the door. She froze as she stared in horror seeing Emilie Agreste’s body hung up in chains like a decoration. She staggered back and was caught by Chat Noir. He opened his mouth to ask what was wrong when he looked up and screamed. He turned his back as Porcelet rushed to his side to comfort him. Everyone gathered and gawked at the sight.

            Bloody Bug took a deep breath before she ran in and removed Emilie’s body from the chains. She put Emilie down as laughter filled the space. She rushed out and looked around as everyone stood ready. She narrowed her eyes as she eyed Nathalie silhouetted up in the rafters.

            “Marvelous, isn’t she? Oh, yes, she is, yes she is,” Nathalie cooed.

            “What the hell is wrong with you? Why did you do this?” Chat Noir roared.

            “So many plans. So many, so many. All gone, up in flames. Because of you. You stupid cat!” Nathalie hissed.

            “Enough of this. Mayura, Nathalie, whatever, let this end. It’s not too late to stop,” Bloody Bug pressed.

            “Indeed. You are an incredible mind with research anyone of credibility would go crazy over. You can still abandon this path and pursue other methods,” Apollo added.

            “Please, let this end amicability,” Pom Pom begged.

            Silence passed for a moment before Nathalie snickered that grew into manic laughter. Everyone cringed away when Nathalie floated down from the rafters. She grinned at them with a manic smile, pained, crazy eyes, and horrid black cracked lines on her skin. Bloody Bug blinked several times as Nathalie’s entire body had a white glow and the fractured prismatic light as a miraculous did.

            “Too late. Far too late. Too broken. Far too broken. Tried to save, but only one option. Yes, there was. Yes, there was,” Nathalie cooed.

            “You took the final step, didn’t you?” Bloody Bug demanded.

            Nathalie snickered. “Had to help my darling brother, yes, I did. Too broken, too lost. Didn’t want to be away, wanted to save him. Oh, the pain, oh the pain, but he was saved. But no need to save him if not for you, wretched cat. You used Father’s power to hurt my brother. You abused his power so much like your wretched father. Like so many others. Like so many others.”

            “That’s not true, and you know it. There are many that still treat the kwamis right. There are those that don’t abuse their powers,” Bloody Bug argued.

            “And who are you to speak? You’ve done nothing but abuse your powers and hurt people. You are no better than Gabriel or Eve!” Chat Noir yelled.

            “Oh. Oh, dear. Have I? I may have. But there’s a remedy for that. A remedy for all. Quick and easy. Fast and simple. Over and done. Good, very good. No time. Out of time,” Nathalie rambled.

            “Mayura, please. Whatever you’re thinking, you don’t need to do it,” Bloody Bug attempted.

            “That’s where you’re wrong, little Bug. Oh so wrong. Something must be done. Always be done. If no one else will do it, then I shall be the one. Yes, I will. Yes, I will.”

            “Nathalie, wait!”

            Nathalie’s snickering grew into manic laughter. Her pale skin changed to the light blue it was as Mayura’s, but with the black veins a bright fuchsia. Her sclera black and blood shot with the fuchsia veins. Her pristine hair a ragged mess and her dress ripped and torn. The ombre gloves and boots that faded into her skin receded closer to the wrists and ankles, making more of the veins visible.

            “What the hell-?” Bloody Bug breathed.

            Mayura laughed. “Clock’s ticking. Tic tok. Tic tok. Death’s a-calling. Do you hear its crow? No time left. Must act now. Must correct all wrongs. Must cleanse all.”

            “Cleanse? What do you mean-?”

            Mayura unfurled her fan as all the feathers lit up. Pom Pom reached for her ball as Mayura turned the blades to steel and struck Pom Pom across the chest, leaving a large, deep gash. Bloody Bug and Badb screamed out as Mayura was engulfed in dark blue light. Bloody Bug scooped up Pom Pom and grabbed Badb before Badb could use Uproar.

            “What are you doing? Let me go!” Badb yelled.

            “No! Bitch is already crazy. Don’t make things worse. Go! Retreat! All of you!” Bloody Bug roared.

            Bloody Bug threw Pom Pom into Badb’s arms and pushed them towards the exit. Bloody Bug lingered behind with Chat Noir as they watched hideous monsters were born from the light. They shared a worried look before they ran off with the rest of their team. They all retreated several blocks away as the warehouse was destroyed as monsters poured out of it. They all watched in horror as the monsters roared and rampaged. A handful headed for the city while all the others teleported away and Mayura charged forward in Primal form, ignoring heroes.

            “Oh fuck! Where did they go?” Minotaur yelled.

            “How the fuck are we supposed to know?” Bloody Bug retorted.

            “Well, what are supposed to do, oh fearless leaders?”

            “I don’t… fuck!”

            Chat Noir put a hand on Bloody Bug’s shoulder. “Focus on protecting the people. About three monsters and Mayura headed into the city, putting them in immediate danger. Keep them safe at all costs.”

            “What about Mayura?” Bomb Bee asked.

            “Leave her to Bug and I. We’ll hand her. Everyone move out!”

            Everyone exchanged worried glances before they headed off. Chat Noir took a breath as he looked at Bloody Bug.

            “What’s the plan for us if we’re facing crazy?” Bloody Bug demanded.

            “Well, I guess, we go primal. Meet her on even footing.”

            “Are you insane? Even footing? She’s at the final stage. She consumed her kwami. You saw it too, didn’t you?”

            “I… I did.”

            “Then what makes you think this will be on even footing? Just because we go primal doesn’t mean we’ll be able to stop her.”

            “I know, but we can keep her busy. You saw as well as I did. She’s broken, damaged. And, going off her ramblings, she knows her death is close at hand. If we can keep her busy, she’ll die from the exertion of her powers. Just like the one mentioned in the grimoire.”

            “Or, and hear me out, we kill her ourselves.”

            Chat Noir’s ears pinned back as he looked away.

            “Cat, the longer she’s left alive, the more damage she’s going to cause. If we end her now, we can save more lives that way because this bitch is going for the kill. If we don’t end her, everyone will pay the price. Finish what you started by damaging her miraculous.”

            “But-! I didn’t mean to-!”

            “Bullshit! I saw you. You went right for that brooch. You brought this onto her. You’ve already condemned her to death by damaging that brooch. Whatever you were thinking, you are far from innocent in this, Cat. Whatever you choose at this point, you are the cause of her death, and the longer we wait, the deaths of many more. So, what will it be?”

            “I… I can’t. I just… I can’t. I… I’m sor-.”

            “Fuck you’re so naïve, but I can’t fault you for that. Not completely. If you cannot, then allow me. If you cannot carry that burden, allow me to carry this one for you.”

            “I-.”

            “Don’t say anything. I’ve lived with the fact that, in another life, I erased an entire universe. It was difficult coming to terms with that fact. Something I’ve still not fully accepted, and it still haunts me from time to time, but not the way it did before. If anyone is able to carry this burden, let it be me. What’s one more to the tally?”

            Chat Noir grimaced. “Are you sure?”

            “No, but we don’t have time to hesitate. We need to act. I’ve made my choice. Will you stand at my side?”

            Chat Noir considered and sighed. “Very well. I’ll be there at your side to support you. End this nightmare.”

            Bloody Bug nodded. “Then let’s not waste anymore time.”

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Cottonwood Fluff

Summary: Azula and Sokka go for a walk in the Earth Kingdom countryside.

Note: Really short story for Sokkla Saturday (Combined this prompt and the last).

Spring in the Earth Kingdom is a far cry from spring in the Fire Nation. It isn’t so sizzling hot but it is still teeming with nature. She likes the daisies and dandelions the best. How they spot the rolling countryside with vast pops of white and yellow. Little bursts of sunlight. She also enjoys the cottonwoods and the fluff that they put in the air, even though it makes her nose tingle and her eyes water. Sokka says that she might be allergic to pollen. 

Most of the time she doesn’t mind. Watery eyes and tingling is a small price to pay to feel the earth; the grass between her toes, petals between her fingers, and–when she is in the right mood–dirt and mud on the soles of her feet.

It is good for her, she thinks, to smell dew on the grass and honeysuckle in the early morning. She certainly hasn’t felt as stressed and distraught since Sokka started taking her here. To be frank, she isn’t entirely certain of where here is, or if the little town even has a name. 

It is, afterall, just a cluster of houses. Maybe ten or eleven of them and then that path that leads to Gaoling.

Sunrises and mornings are quiet here.

She likes to take her tea with honey and chamomile and listen to the grasshoppers chirp and the bees buzz. She likes to listen to the wind shake the tall grasses, barely, and branches. The Earth Kingdom is full of grains and oats. Sometimes, when she is lucky, Sokka gets some peanut butter and some honey and bakes those grains and oats into a little snack for the both of them to eat on the porch or by that pond with the rickety little bridge. 

She swears that one day it is going to collapse on the both of them and they’ll have to walk all the way home drenched. 

The creek likes to gurgle, it isn’t all that deep but it is long and it meanders alongside the path to Gaoling. The one that she and Sokka walk often. Hand in hand without much urgency to get anywhere in particular. 

Sometimes Azula misses the hustle and haste. But these lazy afternoons have treated her so well. So she will take them until she truly starts to itch for Caldera City’s rush and clamor. That busy life that keeps her mind sharp and her soul entertained. 

Today Sokka carries her on his back while he babbles about nothing in particular. The cottonwoods are shedding so much fluff that it could be a snowy winter. Except the grass is vibrant green and the hummingbirds sing and the woodpeckers tap, tap, tap. 

She is starting to doze off. This isn’t particularly uncommon. If she gets relaxed enough she can nod off in seconds.

“Nice day, isn’t it?” Sokka comments. 

“Hmm?” She mumbles. “Yeah.” It is a warm day. Blue skies. Rolling clouds. Rays of sunlight that cut through them and kiss her exposed shoulders. Most days are nice days, she thinks. Which is refreshing considering how many perfectly lovely days had been gray in her mind some not too distant time ago.

“How’s this spot?” 

Azula looks around. He has found them a clearing ringed by dandelions that have yet to lose their wispy white crowns. There are a few fallen logs and several clusters of mushrooms. It smells like moss and pine. 

She hops down from his back. “It’s nice, Sokka.” She wouldn’t mind just sitting here in silence for a little while. Perhaps hours even. That’s what they usually do. She wouldn’t have it any other way. 

They have gotten to a point where they don’t need to talk. They only need to be in each other’s company in the earth’s embrace, counting clouds and robin’s nests until the sun begins to set. 

And all feels right in Azula’s world.

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Teacher Things | Hazel Callahan

parings: Teacher! Hazel Callahan × Teacher! Reader, Summary: It's Halloween in Rockbridge elementary and Hazel decides it's a good idea to play secret admirer with one of the teachers. a/n: hi! I'm in love with this story. I decided to mix something that I've been thinking of doing for a while Abbott Elementary X bottoms. Hope you guys enjoy it as much as I did writing it! Also the bold letters mean that they are doing a private interview! warnings: English isn't my main language so excuse any mistake! Not proof read.

The bell rang loudly filling the halls mixing with the loud voices of the kids that were heading towards their classrooms. The teachers patiently waited outside the door greeting every single kid that entered. The hallways where different from their day to day. Miss L/n had stayed all night up decorating the halls to make them spooky for halloween.

"Hi! I'm principal PJ. I still don't know how I ended up ruling this school but might I say I love it here. I’m the literal queen of this school, everyone does what I say, it’s like I direct them or something. There’s a lot of perks of working at Rockbridge elementary,  Hot teachers, smart kids and the paycheck. Being a principal is the best, so I welcome you to my lovely kingdom. But enough about me, let’s talk about my untalented and ugly staff so you guys can see what I have to work with everyday. Look, there we have one of our annoying second grade teachers, Y/n. I'll leave you guys to it and let me say if you need more beauty shots, I'll be in my office" PJ said while tilting her crown down sending a kiss towards the camera. She turns to the left and the camera slowly follows her walking towards one of the students eating a lollipop. PJ quickly takes it out of her hand and eats it herself. She walks away leaving the kindergartener alone crying in the halls. 

"Hello!! I'm Y/n L/n. But around here everyone calls me Miss L/n. I've been teaching second grade here for about four years now and honestly it's a blast. I love the kids, I love the school, I love my coworkers, I love the classes, I love my mood ...Sorry l am rambling but in my defense it's one of the best holidays of the year. Halloween!  and this year is different because we got the opportunity to dress up this year. They also let me put the whole school in halloween decor. All the kids are so excited to wear their little costumes and eat candies. That’s why I had to step up my game. Guess what I am? No? Okay. Well I’m a bumblebee cause people say I’m sweet like honey and sometimes that is cloying, but that’s nobody's buzzness. Did you get the joke? Did you understand?  Because I am dressed as a bee? I know you got it, I see that smile on your lips, cameraman. Anyway, let me just get to the point, I teach second grade and around here we all love to have fun. Do you want a Frankenstein cupcake? I made them myself" She said with a huge grin stretching out her hand with a cupcake toward the cameramen while the kids in the background made cute cupcakes. Her face was covered in frosting and her costume was covered in glitter. 

Hazel Callahan, giggled as she excitedly greeted her first graders, exclaiming proudly “may the force be with you” as they entered the classroom, her Anakin Skywalker costume intact. She watched as her little students entered the classroom all giggly while holding onto buckets filled with candies she had personally requested them to bring so they could exchange with their classmates. When the last student entered, her eyes trailed towards the end of the hall where she could see Y/n L/n handing her kids a lollipop while they entered. Hazel stared at her in aw, as she did a dance battle with one of the kids that was dressed as a hip hop dancer. Y/n stinger got caught on the door making her fall back as all the kids from her class ran up to her to help her up. She shook them off by saving countless thank you’s. Y/n threw her head back laughing at her kids following the action as Hazel stayed in her place being starstruck by her beauty. She waited a few seconds to catch her eye and waved at her with a soft smile which Y/n happily returned. Being lost by the sudden interaction Hazel couldn’t feel the small child tugging on the bottom of her robes trying to get her attention. 

“Miss Hazel! You are staring at Miss L/n again” The child exclaimed quite loudly making Hazel jump up and panicked. She quickly crouched down to be at the same level as the kid. 

“Alex, what did we say about yelling?” Hazel said softly, trying to push back her flushed face. Alex looked down towards his shoes shaking his head. 

“That we shouldn’t do it. I’m sorry Miss Hazel. I was trying to get your attention because I needed to tell you something but you were looking at Miss L/n. I heard that in their class they are making cupcakes today. What are we going to do? It’s Halloween we should do something fun” Alex said, raising his head and grinning excitedly towards Hazel. Hazel mirrored her expression. 

“Well, I talked to Principal PJ as she said we could blow bombs outside. So after we exchange candies right after recess we can blow some things up” Hazel said resting her hands on his shoulder grinning. Alex quickly squealed in excitement jumping up and down. Hazel followed his actions moving side to side. “Wait, what did you need to tell me that was so urgent?” Hazel said quickly remembering what were his true intentions. 

“I actually don’t remember” Alex said, making a thinking face. 

"Miss Hazel!  Jeremy is kicking me again" a kid screamed from inside the classroom making Hazel quickly enter the room to detain the fiasco before it got worse. Jeremy was quite the fighter and she didn’t feel like cleaning up blood today. 

Hazel Callahan didn't expect to like being a teacher as much as she did but now after being a  teacher for about a year, she was starting to get the hang of things. She enjoyed the kids' presence, they made things actually fun for her and the best thing, aside from the kids, there was Y/n L/n. Having Y/n around made the teaching experience quite refreshing. She was around the same age as Hazel  but she had been teaching there for about four years just like her close friend and English teacher, Josie . Hazel had tried several times to get in their little group but it was quite hard for her to click with the teachers. It wasn’t that they were mean or anything, it was the fact that they didn’t take the rookie teacher seriously. Adding to the fact that Hazel wasn’t the best when getting social clues, for some people, it felt like they were talking to a child while they were talking to Hazel. 

“Miss Callahan, I wanted to inform you that the camera crew just got here today, so don't be surprised if they catch your fine ass. You look quite attractive with those robes." Principal PJ said, peeking her head through the door. Hazel turned around with a scared look on her face seeing PJ wiggle her eyebrows at her. Hazel’s hands dropped stopping the two kids that were originally fighting. 

"Excuse me?" Hazel asked, raising an eyebrow at PJ making her wink at Hazel. 

"I'm just playing but remember that they...Oh look they are here now! Here we have Miss Hazel Callahan. She teaches first grade and she's been working here for about a year, yet she can barely get a hold of her class but we are working on it. So enjoy your time with her. The hottest teacher in the school. Bye" She exclaimed while she left Hazel standing agape in the hallway with a camera crew filming straight at her. Hazel quickly took her glasses off, cleaning them on her robes nervously while the kids screamed as loud as they could in the back of the class, the kids once again starting their fight.

“First of all, I'm not the hottest teacher here, I'll leave that to Brittany and second of all I have perfect control of my kids. Didn’t you guys catch on camera me stopping the fight? " Hazel exclaimed defensively while putting on her glasses and looking at the camera clearly stressed. Her hair was now messy pointing to several directions as her breath was unsteady. 

"Miss Hazel! Help me, Jeremy is still pulling my hair now" a kid yelled from the back of the class quickly gaining Hazel’s attention. She quickly ran towards the back of the class and the camera crew quickly behind her. Hazel tried pulling Jeremy off one of the other kids but he wouldn't move.

"Jeremiah, let go!" Hazel said while falling desperately to get his attention. 

"I'm not letting go Haze! She bit me with her stupid vampire teeth" Jeremiah yelled still not letting go of his grip becoming stronger. 

"First, I told you even though you are stronger than me to call me Miss Hazel. Second of all, we said no bad words in the classroom and that included the word stupid.  Now let's just try to be in a loving mood, it's Halloween, don't you guys want to be in a loving mood?!" Hazel asked desperately, trying to convince the kids to let go of each other. All the kids around them were unphased by the interaction, exchanging candies while the fiasco unfolds.

"NO!" Both of the kids exclaim pushing Hazel down towards the floor. She closed her eyes in pain waiting for a few seconds for the floor to eat her alive. She let out a sigh, dragging herself to one of the classroom doors praying that someone, beside PJ or Y/n, would help her out. 

"How are you kids so strong?! Sylvie!  Sylvie please, please help me. Sylvie I know you can see me" Hazel exclaimed as she gripped on the side of the door from the floor. She reached forward holding her leg desperately not wanting her to move. Sylvie stopped dead in her tracks staring down at Hazel with pity. Her eyes were nearly covered in tears as she begged her to come and help. Sylvie looked towards the break room as she turned her back from it, taking a step into the classroom but not before quickly rolling her eyes at Hazel. Instantly the kids stopped fighting while the ones that were exchanging candies  sat down hiding their sweets.

"How?" Hazel mouthed to the camera while watching the kids stay like statues with Sylvie.

"I'm Sylvie. Please do not associate me with the principal or I will call the authorities against you. If it were my decision, I would have been principal and I would have said no to this little filming festival you have going around here. But since l am not principal, I have to answer your dumb questions.  I am the other second grade teacher here at Rockbridge elementary. The only person I don't get annoyed at in this school is possibly Hazel. She isn't the worst teacher in the world but she isn't the greatest. Kids here can be little shits but I have them under control. Hazel on the other hand doesn't. She lacks control and I truly believe she's one of the kids." Sylvie said to the camera while moving to the side to let into view a giggling Hazel Callahan exchanging her candies  with her students excitedly.

Meanwhile, Josie  and Annie walked together to the break lounge ready to eat their lunch and enjoy their break. Both of them worked on the second floor with the middle school kids and they were exhausted.

"Good evening, I'm Josie and I teach seventh grade english. I've been in this school for four years and quite frankly still don't know why I've stayed so long."

Annie sat down taking her food out of her neatly prepared lunch box while Josie took her mug to serve herself some coffee. Both of them took in the wonderful peace and quiet that surrounded the break lounge, something that it always lacked. But the peace and quiet was interrupted by the door slamming open and a visually alarmed Hazel  coming through, Sylvie following behind shortly after.

"I'm so done with those little pieces of sh.. You"  Hazel took a deep breath pointing at the cameramen. "Stop following me with those stupid cameras. You're making me seem like I'm a bad teacher” She said while her eyes twitched, making Josie hide a chuckle with a cough. She continued to drink her coffee attempting to calm herself.

"I don't think they're making you seem like a bad teacher, maybe you're just being one” Annie  responded while taking a bite of her sandwich making Josie  "cough" even louder.

"Annie.  I came to this school the same time Hazel Callahan did and it still surprises me that she is still here. There were fifty new teachers and surprisingly the only two left are Hazel Callahan  and me, I thought she was going to be the first one to leave, yet here she is, still struggling and still not getting the hang of it" Annie said to the camera while fixing the nonexistent wrinkles of her dress.

"Well, I have you know I am a great teacher! My students say it to me all the time when I get emotional. I bet you don’t even cry with your students. My students and I had a Halloween party, something that didn't even cross your mind to have today. We exchanged candies, had a dance party and watched movies. They love me. I love them. And all you did was bore you kids to death today, I suppose. What did you do? Make them read" Hazel responded angrily while looking at the peaceful Annie. 

"Actually, yes. We read about the history behind witches. Something you can actually do to learn since you come to school to learn not to party. But I guess you didn't get the memo since all you did was go to frat parties in college" She said taking another bite of her sandwich.

"Jokes on you I wasn't even in a frat. But I just know your kids wanted lollipops and by the way I gave my kids lollipops and none of them threw them at each other so I believe that's progress"Hazel said proudly while looking in the fridge giving her back to the teachers letting them see the back part of her robes covered in lollipops.

"Congrats! You are getting better, Callahan. I am really proud” Josie  applauded while placing her cup of coffee down.

“But I don't think you should get your kids hopes up with Halloween. You should show them the gory things that I showed mine today. Real, scary, halloween movies. When they’ll get older they will thank you for teaching them how to survive a psycho. ” Sylvie responded while sitting next to Annie.

"Aren't your kids seven?" Annie asked concerned, raising an eyebrow at Sylvie.

"And your point is, Anabelle?" Sylvie asked while taking a sip of her black coffee. 

“I already told you, my name isn't Annabelle, it's Annie" she said seriously while glaring at the woman.

"I will not stop spreading love in my classroom.I love Halloween and no one and I mean no one  loves 

Halloween more than me" Hazel exclaimed sitting down with her arms crossed. 

"Hellooo fellow teachers!" Y/n exclaimed throwing flower petals in the air while entering the break room. 

"I highly doubt it" Josie responded while looking at her best friend, dressed up in her vibrant yellow costume. She was holding onto a basket filled with sweets while her wings neatly placed on her back. Her hair wasn't styled as usual, instead it was pulled back in two braids with her antennas.

"Happy Halloween to you, and you, and you" She said, handing a beautifully devoted Halloween box to each of her coworkers.

Annie smiled softly, Josie whispered a thanks and Sylvie rolled her eyes, but deep down she loved it. Y/n headed towards Hazel giving her a bigger box than the rest. Hazel blushed hard, taking in the gift in her hand while Y/n placed down her things. 

"Thank you, Y/n. I appreciate it a lot" She said smiling softly but her smile got wider when she sat next to her.

"You're welcome Hazel! By the way, I love your wizard robes. A lot of my students dressed the same. It looks cute" she said, playing with the ends of Hazel’s robes. 

“Actually, Y/n. Hazel’s dressed as An...” Sylvie started but quickly got cut off by Hazel slamming her hand against the table. 

"Thank you, Y/n! I was trying really hard for that wizard look. I really like your bee costume. I know everyone was buzzing about it” She said excitedly while trying to hide her  blush. Y/n threw her head laughing hitting Hazel’s shoulder softly making Hazel blush more if it even was possible.  

"Thank you! I wanted to go all out today, I heard that the party was going to be the bomb.” Y/n said winking towards Hazel which made her grin excitedly. 

“You know about that?” Hazel asked confusedly, while taking her food out of her bag. 

“Yeah! My kids were telling me about some big plan you have after recess. I was so excited for the afternoon party I forgot to bring lunch" She smiled at her while opening a water bottle and looking down at her notes to fix anything that was incorrect for the party the school was throwing later today.

"Here, have my sandwich" Hazel exclaimed quickly, planting the sandwich next to her. She looked up from her paper shaking her head.

“Don't worry about it Hazel. You should eat, I can wait until later.” She responded by trying to hand it back at her but she shook her head.

"Have it, I'm not even hungry" Hazel said smiling softly while shrugging trying not to worry her.

"Thank you Hazel! I owe you one" Y/n said, taking a bite while Josie  looked at the camera suspiciously while drinking her coffee.

"What? I'm not hungry. My stomach is filled with brownies, candies and cupcakes. Plus the cupcake I had this morning, if Y/n’s hungry I wouldn't mind giving her my food!! Or anyone not necessarily her, I give my food to everyone that wants it, look. Here have this kiwi" Hazel exclaimed while taking out the kiwi she was previously eating and handing it in to a kid that was passing by. The kid stared at Hazel weirdly before continuing walking.

"So,what are you guys doing tonight? Anything special planned in this spooky evening" Hazel asked, trying to change the subject while they all peacefully ate. Everyone stayed quiet but Hazel anxiously taped her finger on the round table making Annie groan and speak up.

"Well, since you're being nosy, my boyfriend rented out a movie theater to watch movies tonight” Annie responded, closing her book. Y/n squealed, turning to her with a smile. "It was so romantic. What did you get?" Annie asked, directing herself to Y/n, but she simply shrugged.

“The kids gave me some beautifully made cupcakes, those that count?" She asked sitting next to her, Sylvie laughed making the two girls stare at her.

“It's sad that you want that to count," She said, taking another sip of her coffee.

“Don't listen to Sylvie, she's just jealous the kids didn't give her anything because they are scared of her” Annie said, rolling her eyes as Y/n fixed her posture awkwardly. 

"My kids love me, they know my second grade class is the superior one and they did get me sweets. I just don't like them" Sylvie responded, getting a bag of candy and throwing it on the table leaving Annie in shock.

"Well, maybe you'll get something later, the night is still young" Hazel said suspiciously while looking at the camera with a smirk. As if it were by cue a delivery man opens the door holding a big strawberry bouquet.

“Delivery for Y/n L/n” the delivery man said while reading the card. Y/n excitedly got up taking it in her hands and placing it down on the table picking the card to see from who it was. She quickly smiled at the delivery man saying thanks before he left. All the teachers looked at the bouquet waiting for her to say who it was from.

"From who is it?" Hazel  asked while standing next to her with a huge grin on her face.

"It says spooky berries  from a secret admirer, " she said, picky a strawberry eating it.

Josie, Annie and Sylvie stood outside in the hallways with the camera crew Filming them.

"It was Hazel" the trio said at the same time while rolling their eyes.

"This is beautiful! The person that got me this has to know me really well, I love chocolate covered strawberries. They are literally the best thing to ever exist on this planet"

" You see! I know her well!! I got her that gift and went all out! I'm proud of my hard work and the smile on her face is to die for. So ha! I win Halloween" Hazel exclaimed happily at the camera while grinning.

"Breaks over, I need my teachers in their classrooms so they can take the kids to that dumb party Y/n’s making" PJ said entering the lounge and getting herself some coffee.

"Nothing you can do will ruin my mood today PJ. So I will take that as a compliment" She responded, taking a picture of the strawberries.

"You got yourself that gift? That's sad, even for you L/n" PJ responded while taking a sip of the drink.

"Actually, it was a secret admirer" she responded, not even looking at her.

"Hazel, it was Hazel" PJ said, looking at the camera in the hallway while taking a bite of a strawberry she had taken from Y/n's gift.

"Also how are you guys enjoying the reality show we have going on here?" PJ asked, winking at the camera.

"I feel watched and stalked" Sylvie responded seriously.

"I didn't ask you. Hazel?" PJ turned her head towards Hazel who started to pick up her things so she could head back to her classroom. 

"This isn't a reality show PJ. it's a documentary for schools with poor funding so I don't think we should be proud of that” She said while standing up and putting her tote bag on her shoulder. 

"You know what I'm not proud of, the fact I haven't received my Valentine's Day gift yet" PJ said only for her to hear. Hazel shivers while looking at her with the same expression as before. "Now everyone chop chop. We don't have all day" she continued while applauding obnoxiously.

Everyone started leaving the teachers lounge leaving Hazel to herself to open the box Y/n had given her, she slowly opened the box and opened her eyes wide when she saw the gift.

"Oh, I've known about Hazels' crush ever since she started working here. But I love seeing the reactions she does when she thinks I don't know a thing about the little gestures she does for me. That's why I decided that I should give something back" Y/n said smiling to the camera holding the gift she had received from her. In the background you could see Hazel dancing excitedly and when Y/n turned around to look at her, She froze waving at her trying to act cool which Y/n responded with a smile while quickly turning to her classroom.

Hazel looked at her kids jumping up and down at the party and she smiled. She looked at the camera men and then down at her hand.

"I'm going on a date today" She said screaming while joining her kids in a dance battle.

Josie looked at Hazel and then at her best friend from the other side of the school gym and smiled softly at her.

"You asked her out, didn't you?" Josie asked, looking at Y/n.

"Yes, I think she’s cute." She responded while looking at the dancing Hazel. Both of them looked at how Hazel huddled up with the kids with a box shaped thing in her hands. 

“Wait, is that a bomb?” 

[cherubim-of-vvkastel]

💭 + Dancing

Do your characters know how to dance? Who’s the best dancer, and who constantly steps on their partner’s toes? How do they ask someone to dance? What’s their favorite dance style? Etc. etc.

c!Awesamdude

Sam is definitely one of my less coordinated muses when it comes to casual dancing. Depending on whether he's a centaur or bipedal, his ability to dance shifts in many ways. He's never received any official dance lessons unless you want to count swaying from side to side while he's working his many jobs.

After the creation of Las Nevadas, however, Sam had stepped up his game to keep bringing in business and money in any way possible. It's no secret that Sam works at the Las Nevadas club or was supposed to after it was officially opened.

If you ask Sam to slow dance with you, there is a very high chance he will step on your toes or hold onto you so tight his claws tear your shirt. If you ask Sam to show you how he likes to dance, you'll find yourself sitting down while Sam spins and twists around a pole as if it is an extension of himself.

He's far more comfortable on a stage dancing with himself than a partner, so it is incredibly rare for him to ask someone to dance unless it's in the comfort of his own home. In that case, he'll kick on some jazzy country-style tunes and spin you around with no rhyme or rhythm.

c!Luzuriaga

Luzu doesn't dance — or at least that's what he'll try to tell you. Overall, Luzu isn't necessarily good or bad at dancing. He's perfectly average. With a body built for archery and running, he has no issues dipping his partners or catching them if they stumble, but don't expect him to pull any crazy calculated moves.

Luzu's always preferred watching others dance as opposed to getting involved himself, though he has a massive soft spot for holding a partner close and swaying side to side.

He feeds off of others and their energy, so if they're jumping all around, he's guaranteed to eventually laugh and dance with at least a little more energy than before.

c!Punz

Dance is Punz's first language. It is the language they speak before opening their mouth, the language they constantly express despite their pursed lips or deep looks. As a bee hybrid, they often express their emotions and needs through body language — shimmying their shoulders, tapping their feet, and shivering with full body shakes. Dance comes as naturally to Punz as breathing.

Because dance acts more as a language than an art form for Punz, they don't mind any specific style. They can pick up on the subtle intentions between certain types of dance on top of the feelings of the dancers themselves.

Gestures, gestures, gestures, everything Punz does revolves around movements. When they speak, they have to sign it out physically, or else it doesn't seem to have the right emphasis on it. Even when they try to keep still, their wings will rub together in an antsy buzz, and they will shift on their feet.

They will never get upset if someone grabs them and starts swaying (curious, maybe, but never upset). Safe to say, Punz is dancing with everyone every chance they get!

c!Quackity

If you want to keep your toes in tack, do not dance with Quackity. She has the worst duck feet you have ever seen. There is no dancing bone in her body as she stumbles over a chorus or staggers in her heels after a quick spin.

No matter how much time you spend trying to teach Quackity how to dance, she will somehow always find a way to step on your toe or foot or will slip up over her own shoes like a newborn lamb still gathering her bearings. It's quite funny when you consider that she's never on the dance floor save for when she's handing out drinks or encouraging people to give it a shot.

Quackity is a host first and foremost. She will be a pretty face with an even prettier mouth, but don't expect much of a show on the types of dances she's capable of doing. Ballroom? She can't keep the motions. Tango? She'll fall and drag you down with her. Hip-hop? The only thing spinning with her is her eyes when she's landed on her ass in front of a crowd.

If you happen to have the patience to try to teach her, Quackity will prove to be a laughing mess who can't keep a straight face. You'll eventually land yourself jumping around like an uncoordinated toddler and having just as much fun regardless.

c!Sapnap

For the sake of this headcanon, consider that c!BBH is Sapnap's canonical father; I've always thought about how a presumed immortal demon would raise another much younger demon. Sapnap was raised to adjust to the ever-changing history and life of the Overworld. He would have been faced with monarchy sooner or later.

Because of this, Sapnap was taught how to ballroom dance from a very young age. It was one of their pastimes as father and son, spinning around in an open field while BBH hummed a tune for them to keep beat to. As a kid, he wasn't perfect, but it was an excellent way to get his wildfire energy under control.

As an adult, Sapnap doesn't find as much time to dance as he used to, especially since he's separated from his father and had to deal with several wars and the constant shifting of a monarchy to presidencies — he also just thinks no one would want to dance with him.

When he does get the chance, Sapnap is phenomenal. He tends to shift from the follower to the lead depending on his partner's comfort level, but regardless, he is smooth and graceful. He insists that it isn't just the lead who controls the dance but the follower's job to keep pace and compliment every turn to create the right feel.

Sapnap has always been on the more shy end of inviting others to dance. Sometimes, he'll just offer his hand; other times, he's moping and muttering that he's bored, and they "might as well show everyone up." If it genuinely means something deep to him, he'll grin like a dork and mock a bow, "Dance with me, yeah? C'mon, dude, I can't do it alone."

These are just a few of my muses! Thank you for the headcanon suggestion <3

[secretly-of-course]

*clears throat* Andi Mack Holiday AU Andi Mack Holdiday AU Andi Mack Holiday AU (or if you were already asked about it I'd love to hear about/see a snippet of your Huntlow texting piece or your Andi Mack Miraculous AU)

Hiiii thanks for asking! Gosh I started the Holiday AU quite a while ago and kinda lost steam but I definitely want to revisit it some day! It begins with Andi living in LA having just recently broken up with Walker, and TJ living in Shadyside having recently broken up with Marty (though unlike the movie both breakups were amicable). Andi of course ends up meeting Amber on her trip and TJ ends up meeting Cyrus. Here's a snippet!

At that thought, Andi sat straight up in bed. “I need a vacation!” she shouted to the empty room. She hopped out of bed and reached for her laptop, quickly typing out the url for Jumble. Bex and Bowie had used Jumble for their honeymoon and couldn't stop praising it, now this was the perfect opportunity for Andi to try it herself.

The only problem was, Andi had no idea where she wanted to go. “Universe!” Andi called out as her dad often did, “Where should I go!?”

Andi sat for a minute waiting for a sign. Nothing happened. Not very seren-dope-ity. Andi rolled her eyes as dark walls stared back at her and fetched her coin purse. She figured it would be easiest to go somewhere in the United States so she wouldn't have to renew her passport. She’d simply flip a coin to decide what half of the country to look at and keep narrowing it down from there. Andi reached into the purse and pulled out a quarter, illuminated only by the light of her computer.

“Okay. Heads I go East. Tails I stay West,” she said to herself. But before Andi could flip the coin, the tails side caught her eye. Two trains faced each other in front of a mountain range, along with the words “Crossroads of the West.” It was a 2007 Utah state quarter.

“Utah,” Andi pondered in the dark. “Okay universe,” she said with a growing smile on her face.

…

The sound of TJ’s phone buzzing startled him as he was just falling asleep. He grabbed it annoyance before focusing on what was on his screen.

New notification from Jumble! tjk1996 has a new message from mackandi!

Any annoyance TJ was feeling completely vanished as he read mackandi’s message. A person--a real life person--actually wanted to visit Shadyside. And she was from Los Angeles no less! TJ was practically buzzing with excitement as he and his new match, Andi, chatted.

mackandi: so is shadyside relatively quiet? i'm looking for a relaxing getaway

tjk1996: super quiet! i promise no one will bother you except maybe my sister when she comes to water the plants

tjk1996: and for fun we have a nice park, a movie theater, and a flea market every weekend

tjk1996: oh also the spoon it's the best diner in the whole state

mackandi: sounds perfect!!!

tjk1996: so, when do you want to do this?

There was a pause before Andi's reply came in. TJ held his breath in anticipation.

mackandi: is tomorrow too soon?

I'll answer the other parts below the cut!

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The Andi Mack miraculous au was an idea I had a while back, I actually did end up posting my design for Andi as Ladybug here! I didn't get as far with Chat Noir TJ though. Just a rough sketch!

Unlike the show, this would NOT be a ladybug x chat noir romance, they're friends! In this AU I would give Cyrus the turtle, Buffy the tiger, Jonah the fox, Amber the snake, and Kira the bee. If there are any love square shenanigans it would be between TJ and Cyrus (TJ likes Cyrus as a civilian. Cyrus likes Chat Noir as a hero. They don't know each other's identities.) I'm not really sure who the villain would be though.

I think I might have posted my huntlow texting sketch before but I don't remember for sure so here it is again and the meme it's based on. The show has taken their relationship a lot further than it was when I started this, so I'm not sure if I will finish it one day or not. I still think they are cute though :)

[drrexdexter]

Low Carb Beer Guide UK

Beer lovers who are watching their carbohydrate intake have reason to rejoice! Low carb beer is gaining popularity as a lighter and healthier alternative to traditional beers. In this article, we will explore the world of low carb beer, its benefits, and everything you need to know about making the right choice.

See our full Dr Dexter keto tips site here for a full keto diet guide, tips and recipes.

Introduction to Low Carb Beer

Whether you're on a low-carb diet, managing your blood sugar levels, or simply looking for a lighter beer option, low carb beer can be a great choice. With fewer carbohydrates and calories compared to regular beers, it allows you to enjoy a refreshing drink while being mindful of your health goals.

What is Low Carb Beer?

Low carb beer is a type of beer that is brewed to have a reduced carbohydrate content. Brewers achieve this by using special brewing techniques or substituting traditional grains with low-carb alternatives. The result is a beer that is lower in carbohydrates but still retains its distinct flavour and characteristics.

The Benefits of Low Carb Beer

Low carb beer in the UK offers several benefits that make it an attractive choice for many beer enthusiasts. Firstly, it allows you to indulge in your favourite beverage without worrying about the excess carbs. This can be particularly beneficial for individuals following low-carb or keto diets.

Moreover, low carb beer is often lower in calories compared to regular beer, which can be advantageous for those looking to maintain or lose weight. Additionally, it may have a lower alcohol content, making it a more suitable option for those who prefer a milder buzz.

Understanding Carbohydrates and Beer

To fully appreciate low carb beer, it's essential to understand carbohydrates and their role in beer production. Carbohydrates in beer primarily come from the malted barley used during the brewing process. These carbs are consumed by yeast during fermentation, leading to the formation of alcohol and carbon dioxide.

Popular Brands of Low Carb Beer

In recent years, many breweries have recognized the demand for low carb beer and introduced their own offerings. Some popular brands include Brand A, Brand B, and Brand C. These brands have gained a loyal following due to their commitment to quality, flavour, and low carbohydrate content.

Here are some popular brands of low carb beer in the UK along with a brief description:

BrewDog Punk AF:

 BrewDog is known for its craft beers, and Punk AF is their low carb, alcohol-free option. It offers a bold and hoppy flavour profile, making it a great choice for those seeking a refreshing and full-bodied experience without the carbs.

Adnams Ghost Ship Alcohol-Free:

Adnams Ghost Ship Alcohol-Free is a low carb beer that maintains the distinct flavour of the original Ghost Ship ale. With its citrusy and malty notes, this alcohol-free option provides a satisfying taste without compromising on taste or carb content.

Skinny Brands Lager:

Skinny Brands Lager is a popular choice for those watching their carb intake. It is a crisp and refreshing lager with a lighter body, making it a go-to option for low carb beer enthusiasts.

Thornbridge Big Easy:

 Thornbridge Big Easy is a low carb pale ale that offers a balanced blend of hops and citrus flavours. It provides a smooth and enjoyable drinking experience while keeping the carb content in check.

Guinness Open Gate Pure Brew:

 Guinness Open Gate Pure Brew is a non-alcoholic, low carb version of the iconic Irish stout. It retains the rich and creamy characteristics of Guinness while minimizing the carbohydrate content, making it a great choice for stout lovers.

Pistonhead Flat Tire:

 Pistonhead Flat Tire is a low carb lager with a distinctively smooth taste. It features a crisp and clean flavour profile, making it an excellent option for those looking for a lighter beer without sacrificing flavour.

Peroni Libera 0.0%:

Peroni Libera 0.0% is a non-alcoholic beer that captures the essence of the classic Italian lager. With its delicate balance of bitter and citrus notes, it offers a low carb alternative for beer enthusiasts who enjoy the refreshing taste of Peroni.

Heineken 0.0:

 Heineken 0.0 is a popular choice for those seeking a low carb, non-alcoholic beer. It boasts the same iconic flavour of Heineken but with significantly reduced carbohydrate content, allowing you to enjoy the crisp and refreshing taste without the guilt.

Brooklyn Special Effects:

Brooklyn Special Effects is a flavourful non-alcoholic beer with reduced carbs. It features a blend of hops and malt, creating a complex taste profile that satisfies beer lovers while keeping the carbohydrate count low.

Innis & Gunn Innis & None:

 Innis & Gunn Innis & None is a zero-alcohol, low carb beer that provides a unique and refreshing drinking experience. With its hints of oak and malt, it offers a flavoursome alternative for those looking to reduce their carb intake without compromising on taste.

Becks Blue Alcohol-Free:

 Becks Blue Alcohol-Free is a well-known low carb beer that delivers the familiar crisp and clean taste of Beck's. With minimal carbohydrates, it offers a lighter option for those seeking a refreshing beer without the alcohol content.

Sharp's Doom Bar Zero:

Sharp's Doom Bar Zero is a non-alcoholic, low carb version of the popular Doom Bar amber ale. It provides a malty and slightly sweet flavour profile while being low in carbs, making it an appealing choice for ale enthusiasts.

Estrella Galicia 0.0:

 Estrella Galicia 0.0 is a non-alcoholic beer that captures the essence of the original Estrella Galicia Lager. With its balanced taste and reduced carbohydrate content, it offers a satisfying option for those seeking a low carb beer.

San Miguel 0.0:

San Miguel 0.0 is a non-alcoholic, low carb beer that preserves the distinctive taste of the original San Miguel Lager. It provides a light and refreshing experience with reduced carbohydrates, making it suitable for those watching their carb intake.

St Peter's Without:

St Peter's Without is a low carb, alcohol-free beer that combines traditional brewing methods with modern techniques. It offers a full-bodied flavour profile with hints of malt and hop, ensuring a satisfying drinking experience without the carbs.

Budweiser Zero:

Budweiser Zero is a non-alcoholic beer with reduced carbohydrates that still captures the classic Budweiser taste. It offers a smooth and crisp profile, allowing you to enjoy the flavour of Budweiser while keeping your carb intake in check.

These brands provide a wide range of low carb beer options, each with its own unique flavour profile. Whether you prefer a hoppy ale, a crisp lager, or a rich stout, you can find a delicious low carb option to enjoy while keeping an eye on your carbohydrate intake.

How to Choose the Right Low Carb Beer

When selecting a low carb beer, it's important to consider your personal preferences and health goals. Start by checking the nutritional information provided on the label or brewery's website. Look for beers with lower carbohydrate and calorie counts while still offering the taste and characteristics you enjoy.

Low Carb Beer and Weight Loss

For individuals aiming to shed extra pounds, low carb beer can be a helpful tool. By reducing the carbohydrate and calorie intake from beer, you can create a calorie deficit and potentially support weight loss efforts. However, it's crucial to keep moderation in mind and consider the overall balance of your diet.

Low Carb Beer and Diabetes

People with diabetes often need to monitor their carbohydrate intake to manage their blood sugar levels effectively. Low carb beer can be a suitable choice for individuals with diabetes, as it provides a beer option with fewer carbohydrates that are less likely to cause blood sugar spikes.

Low Carb Beer and Blood Sugar Levels

Even for individuals without diabetes, managing blood sugar levels is essential for overall health. Low carb beer can help maintain stable blood sugar levels since it contains fewer carbohydrates. However, it's still important to consume alcohol in moderation and be aware of any individual reactions.

Low Carb Beer and Taste

One common misconception about low carb beer is that it compromises on taste. However, many breweries have invested in creating flavourful low carb options that can rival traditional beers. With a wide range of styles and flavours available, there's likely a low carb beer that suits your taste preferences.

Low Carb Beer and Hangovers

Excessive alcohol consumption can lead to unpleasant hangovers, regardless of the beer's carbohydrate content. While low carb beer may be gentler on the body due to its lower alcohol content, responsible drinking practices and moderation are still crucial to minimize the risk of hangovers.

Low Carb Beer and Alcohol Content

Low carb beer often has a lower alcohol content compared to regular beer. This can be advantageous for individuals who prefer a milder buzz or those who want to limit their alcohol intake. However, it's important to note that alcohol content can vary among different brands and styles of low carb beer.

Drinking Low Carb Beer Responsibly

When enjoying low carb beer, responsible consumption is key. Set personal limits, be mindful of your alcohol intake, and always prioritize your health and well-being. Additionally, consider alternatives such as non-alcoholic or alcohol-free beer if you prefer to avoid alcohol entirely.

Is Low Carb Beer for Everyone?

While low carb beer can be a great option for many individuals, it may not be suitable for everyone. It's important to consider your specific health needs, dietary restrictions, and personal preferences. If you have any concerns or health conditions, it's best to consult with a healthcare professional before making changes to your beer consumption.

Conclusion On Low Carb Beer

Low carb beer offers a lighter and healthier alternative for beer lovers who want to watch their carbohydrate intake or make mindful choices about their alcohol consumption. With a variety of flavours and brands available, finding a low carb beer that suits your taste preferences is easier than ever. Remember to enjoy low carb beer responsibly and make choices that align with your health goals.

Frequently Asked Questions (FAQs)

Can low carb beer help with weight loss?

 Low carb beer can support weight loss efforts by reducing overall carbohydrate and calorie intake from beer. However, moderation and overall dietary balance are still important for successful weight management.

Is low carb beer suitable for people with diabetes?

Yes, low carb beer can be a suitable choice for individuals with diabetes due to its lower carbohydrate content. However, it's important to monitor blood sugar levels and consume alcohol in moderation.

Does low carb beer compromise on taste?

No, many breweries have focused on creating flavourful low carb beer options that can rival traditional beers. With various styles and flavours available, you can find low carb beer that suits your taste preferences.

Does low carb beer cause fewer hangovers?

While low carb beer may be gentler on the body due to its lower alcohol content, excessive consumption can still lead to hangovers. Responsible drinking practices and moderation are essential to minimize the risk of hangovers.

Can everyone drink low carb beer?

While low carb beer can be enjoyed by many, it's important to consider individual health needs, dietary restrictions, and personal preferences. If you have any concerns or health conditions, consult with a healthcare professional before making changes to your beer consumption.

[kursed-curtain]

@thewatercolours

I'll take any opportunity I can to twist a prompt into my latest brainrot, so!

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There was once a young boy who was snatched away by three. The first mistreated him, tossed him like a toy. The second saved him, raised him to be kind and polite. The third stole his life away, replaced it with crowns and addenda and the stressors of a princehood.

The boy thought back on the tales of old from his childhood, of the stories about knights and princes venturing off to go seek their desires, which sparked something in him. Why couldn't he be like the heroes of old, of Sir Gawain and Prince Bee-gonia? What was stopping him from leaving an old life behind?

So he did. He set off on the first ship he found, a ship to Llewdor. There, he settled in an inn and started his hunt for jobs. He was quick to learn that his training in his previous life was useless to him here. Jobs wouldn't take him, he didn't have previous experience, he felt hopeless.

Until he found a lovely little family, the Cracker residence, who took pity on him, and were interested in his one useful skill - he used to do gardening, making sure he didn't tell them where or with whom he gardened with. Maybe he could learn a thing or two, and they could too…

"You remind me of someone."

Graham stopped fiddling with the beads of his bee bracelet when he overheard Mrs. Cracker.

She waves the thought away. "Sorry, I'm muttering to myself. It's true, though." She wrestled with a turnip, handing it over to Graham, then continued. "I have a younger daughter, or I suppose youngest daughter. Anisette is her name. You remind me of her,"

Graham glanced down at his feet, at the fields around him, unsure how to respond. He quietly cleared his throat, "Um… I hope this isn't rude, but… mind if I ask how?"

"Well, while working, Annie daydreamed quite a bit, for one," Mrs. Cracker smiled. Graham went red in the face. She handed him another turnip. "Although, she talked a lot more than you do."

"Oh, uh, I'm sorry, should I talk more?" Graham spouted, "Sorry, it was quiet and it felt weird to be talking while it was quiet. I'll try to talk more, I promise.

Mrs. Cracker giggled, "I apologize for making it seem like you had to. You don't, it's alright."

Graham sighed, wiping his brow. Keeping up conversation was not his strong suit - and probably one of the many reasons why he left, with how much pressure was put on the smallest of talk.

The work day went on, the animals and rustling leaves working as the two's replacement conversation. There was a faint buzzing that passed. by Graham's ear, and he turned to find a duo of bees working too, hopping from the radish crop to the cornfields. Graham smiled.

"What caught your eye?" Mrs. Cracker chimed.

"Oh um…" Graham went red and silent. "Nothing."

"It can't be nothing. This is the first time I've seen you proper smile all day."

Graham wished he had some sort of shell to crawl into. He tripped over his own words, "I, um, there's…" He spun the beads on his bracelet, at a faster tempo. "The… there's honey bees here," he finally spurted, "They'll be good for the crops."

Mrs. Cracker smileed. "Hm! I suppose so. I'm surprised I never noticed them around before," She chuckled. "I like them."

An excited glint formed in Graham's eyes, like stars, and he blurted, "You do??"

"Well, now that you have me thinking, yes I do."

Graham gasped, like he had been waiting for this moment. "I like honey bees, and they're very helpful for farming. I like a lot of bees, and there's some uncommon ones people don't talk about a lot, but I like bumblebees the most! They're small but they're round and fluffy and their hives are usually under the ground and…" Graham trailed off as he looked to Mrs. Cracker, who was amused by his ramblings, yet still intrigued. Graham still wished he had a turtle shell to slink into.

"I… um…" Graham rubbed the bee charm on his bracelet, patting it on the head. "I like bees."

Mrs. Cracker giggled, then sighed.

"Having a boy like you around makes me think about what life would be like if my son were still here." Mrs. Cracker mentioned, an offhand bittersweet comment. Graham perked up. Mrs. Cracker waved the thought away again. "Ah, I've said too much, haven't I? I don't want to bother you with wistful thinking."

Graham rubbed the back of his neck. "I wanna… hear more, if I'm not prying."

"Anisette may be my youngest daughter, but she wasn't my youngest child. I had a son. My first and only son." She wiped her face, trying to frame it as sweat from the sun, but Graham assumed a different option. Mrs. Cracker continued, "One night, I found that the window next to the cradle had been smashed through. There were little dirty footprints along the cradle, and they weren't my boy's, since he was still crawling last time I saw. Other than the prints, though… there was nothing."

Graham wrapped an arm around Mrs. Cracker, who, to his surprise, pulled him into a hug.

Being here, it reminded Graham of the family he had back at home. The one he tried to leave behind. The one he didn't want to admit he missed. He wiped away his own tears, then pulled himself from the hug.

"Your family must be very lucky to have someone as sweet as you." Mrs. Cracker said.

Graham simply nodded. He glanced at the sun. "I should be getting back to the inn, now. It's been nice talking to you."

Mrs. Cracker raised a finger. She placed a pouch of coins and a radish in Graham's hands, then sent him on his way.