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[bobauthorman]

Early Mornings in the Mushroom Kingdom

[obscureoperations]

martin with a forest elf SO? like cottagecore aesthetics, real elf ears, soft, flowy outfits, fresh pastries and bread, a mini rooftop garden. just overall a blood borne "sit by the fire" vibe OR a quincy's tavern vibe. (if you don't know who he is, look him up)

Oh, now that’s a thought. I actually did have to lookit up lol. I really like the vibe of this post. Hope it’s alright, I’m not too familiar with the aesthetic!

Head cannons for Martin with a Cottage Core S/O

* He’s fascinated by your overall aesthetic. How you effortlessly pulled it off in a town like Braddock. A town seemingly devoid of all color until he met you. Your soft flowy skirt seemed to dance around your ankles even when there was not the slightest breeze. You always smelled like fresh laundry and warm cotton. He really liked that a lot. You sorta reminded him of spring no matter what season it was. Your presence overall seemed to calm him.

* He didn’t even know your street existed, and he was sure he had walked every corner of town. It was almost as though a portal opened up and Cypress street just appeared from thin air. It was only one block over from a street he’d often visit, whenever he felt the need to take a walk. The small quaint house at the very end of the street, with a moss covered cobblestone path. The second he entered your home, the scent of fresh bread hits his nose, he asked what you were baking. You weren’t baking anything at the moment. The scent seemed to progress the further he stepped through the house.

* Baking however was a thing. You actually showed him how to make bread.You thought it was adorable when he grew slightly impatient when you told him how many steps there were. “It has to rise for how long?!” “Martin, if you’re hungry, we can have lunch first!” “I’m not... I just wanna see how it turns out.” “It’ll turn out just fine if you follow my instructions.. patience darling!”

He was really excited when it first came out of the oven. You didn’t really help him, you just told him what to do. It wasn’t long before you showed him how to make a wide array of biscuits and scones. Baking soon became one of his favorite things to do. He liked doing stuff with his hand, the actions calmed him. The finished product was just the icing on the cake.

* Afternoons in the garden. He couldn’t get over how lush and beautiful it was. The air was thick almost like mist filling his lungs. The heady aroma of orange blossoms filled his nostrils. Small porcelain figurines decorate the walkway in the shape of frogs toads and mushrooms. There was a rather large wooden swing hanging from the gigantic oak tree. He instantly asked if the two of you could sit there. You could sit out there for hours just talking or having lunch on the small white metal patio set. He thought your home was immaculate, but the garden was like a completely different realm.

* He loved spending time at your place way more than he did at home, which was obvious. Sunny afternoons were spent lounging around with his head in your lap as you told stories of where you were from. He knew for a fact that he wasn’t affected by ‘magic’ but as for you, he was not quite so sure. If what you were telling him was true, he wondered what other types of beings existed  beyond the seemingly endless realms. “Why here?” He finally asked. You were quiet for the longest time. “I had to find you. I’ve been searching for you for the longest time. I just never realized that you were so close.”