Ash the Party Leafman

(A blog for the spinny-stick-punching Leafman. Headcanon that his name is Ash and he only speaks in caps. He throws the best parties, and punches Pinatas. And everything else. Tends to be tossed around in divisions because people can't handle too much of him at a time. Is currently the only member of the Stomper Studying Division. Ask/RP blog. Knock yourself out, guys)

[ashtheleafman]

(Welp Tumblr died on Annamore's account tonight and won't let me do a darned thing - and I think that means I lost a rather glorious angst drabble for seriously-smiling-inside and this makes me sad because Annie doesn't want to go through that again. *sigh* So I'm going to go to bed and hope that tumblr cures itself tonight, since I can't even do drafts or asks at the moment. It's because I changed my URL back, I'm sure. It's still trying to claim I'm "Annamore-the-killer even though I changed it back to Cupid and... Just... Really, tumblr?)

[annamore-the-cupid-blog]

Recording a “Jinn Spice” commercial based off of my Leafman OC, Ash. (I CAN’T BELIEVE I STAYED IN CHARACTER FOR THAT!)

[ashtheleafman]

"A RECORDING FROM THE DAYS BEFORE I WAS A LEAFMAN, BACK WHEN I WAS A MODEL!"

[annamore-the-cupid-blog]

Me reading from another characters RP - warning, this was done in gizoogle and… I can’t believe I just posted this. I’m laughing really hard. (Ash RP reading request!)

[ashtheleafman]

"AAAHHHH! YOU NEED TO SHOUT MORE TO SHOW MY PROPER VOICE!"

(People are in BED, Ash! I can't shout! It was hard enough saying "shiznit" all right? Maybe tomorrow I'll shout!)

[the-leafwoman-deactivated201310]

"But if we stay here, we-" She was cut off yet again, though this time she didn’t try to resist. In fact, she encouraged him, arching her neck and letting out a soft moan of approval. Truth be told, she was slightly miffed that he had managed to find such a sensitive spot. But right now was not the time to be complaining about such things. 

She wrapped one arm around his waist as he worked at her neck, pulling him closer to her. But that was all she could think of to do. This kind of situation was new to her, and she didn’t want to do or say anything weird or inappropriate. 

[ashtheleafman]

He didn't question it when she moved her head, allowing him greater access to it. A low sound of approval rumbled from deep within his chest as he continued to work on leaving a mark on her lovely skin, one that only he'd be able to see. He lifted his head to examine his work before lightly, almost apologetically, tracing his tongue gently over it then back up to her jawline.

"Aisling..." He whispered her name into her ear lustfully, moving now to straddle her more properly, "If you want me to stop, just say so..." He said quietly as he pressed over her hips and leaned down to continue kissing her.

[the-leafwoman-deactivated201310]

Knight in shouting armor (closed)

[the-leafwoman-deactivated201310]

Aisling was exhausted by the time they were done. Every limb was sore and throbbing; her whole body ached. She had never worked this hard in her entire life, and though it hurt, she was proud of herself. Though she had ended up on her ass more often than not, she had gotten in one or two good blows, and felt herself improving just a bit. 

She nodded, trying not to look as sore as she felt. “I want to meet tomorrow! I’m fine!” she insisted, eyes burning. It was dangerous, and she knew she would be even more sore in the morning, but that didn’t matter. Because for once, she was actually doing something worthwhile.

Standing before him, she held her arms out again. “Now help me out of this.”

[ashtheleafman]

He couldn't help but smile the entire time they sparred. She was a fast learner, absurdly fast. Showed far more promise than most of the men he'd trained, too. 

It didn't hurt that she was actually darned pretty, too, although he refused to let that fact distract him. After all, she was a princess, so he shouldn't even think such thoughts at all.

"If you feel up to it, I'll meet you at the same place, same time. And... And for the love of the kingdom, could you practice dressing yourself, too?" He felt his cheeks burn slightly even as he stepped forward obediently, making sure she payed attention to what he was doing as he removed her armor piece by piece. "You're going to be doing this yourself, tomorrow, and if a piece is loose, it will cut into your flesh if you get hit. All right, pr- Ivan?"

[wakames]

[anon-loki]

{{My Loki “I have An Army” Shirt… Im ok with this!! I could totally rock all of Loki’s powers!}}

[stupidteenwhore-deactivated2015]

I’VE GOT THE POWER OF THE MUSTACHES! YES! I FUCKING NAILED IT

[future-castiel-novak-blog]

I DON’T HAVE A SHIRT ON, WHAT? DO I HAVE THE POWER OF BOOBS?

[weve-never-been-alive]

Are you on about the bunny love nightie, or the skull jumper?

[witnessprotectionwithwings-blog]

I AM SUPER DALEK HI HO DAVROS AWAY

[strikingly-handsome-thief-deact]

I’m wearing a greendale community shirt. Therefore I have the power of human beings. Woo. Go me. 

[ashtheleafman]

I'm wearing "The Babe with the Power" shirt - I can work with this. 

[ashtheleafman]

The Naked Baker

[the-leafwoman-deactivated201310]

It was a pleasant morning, and Aisling had woken early, as always. She showered, dressed, and braided her hair as usual before heading out, locking the door to her small apartment behind her. 

Her life was a steady routine, one she adhered to almost religiously. The next stop on her way to work was the bakery, as usual. She was there as soon as they opened, as she was every day, the bell jingling to announce her arrival. 

She strode to the counter, making a small show of reading the menu, though she ordered the same thing every time. 

"Lil Small-Ass coffee, black fo’ realz. And a sesame-seed bagel, toasted."

[ashtheleafman]

He'd already had the bagel sliced and into the toaster before she had finished speaking, while Annamore had reached for the cup. "Yo ass know, you straight-up should try suttin' freshly smoked up once up in a while.. n' you KNOWS tha five-o had a sense of adventure."

"And you should really bring in more of your buddies. Got any cute ones? Anything would be better company than this guy." Annamore added, grinning at her as she passed the coffee. 

"Yo ass only say dat cuz you've never peeped mah crazy ass bake at home." Ash responded, shaking his head at her as he slipped the bagel onto a plate, passing it to the woman, "Yo ass straight-up should tell our asses yo' name sometime. Us playas just call you 'That cop biatch' n' I can't help but feel yo' name would sound a shitload mo' betta n' shiznit fo' realz. And be shorter."

[the-leafwoman-deactivated201310]

[the-leafwoman-deactivated201310]

"I see." Living with Ash didn’t sound very appealing, but she had agreed to do this for a week, and she supposed she might as well do it right. "Can you make elderberry tarts?" she asked before she could stop herself. "Or, whatever. I don’t really have a preference…"

Sighing a bit, she looked down at the man she was married to for the next seven days. “Is there anything else? Any requirements, or arrangements that have to be made?”

[ashtheleafman]

"Yes, I can make elderberry tarts." He fought to keep a smirk off his face and won, "Is there else you'd like to eat that you don't have a preference on?" He kept his voice light as he asked.

"Let's see..." He rubbed the scruff on his chin as he thought, "I think the main arrangement is just getting us temporarily transferred to stay in the married quarters. We can't exactly stay together if we are in our normal quarters. I don't think anything else is really important."

[squishers]

IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII loved this film so much <3! 

Flowers, tiny people, birds omg and the boggans?! just <3 love it loads :D

there will be more .___. 

<3

[ashtheleafman]

The Naked Baker

The sun streamed into the window, warming the already warm bakery further. It smelled of all kinds of pastries, breads, and cakes, while pretty colors decorated the room tastefully. Behind the counter, a young woman with bright red curls wiped up the counter and arranged cookies and muffins on plates, placing them inside a glass cabinet.

A slightly older, oddly muscular man, with brown dreadlocks pulled back and covered with a bakers hat burst into the room, grinning broadly as he balanced two trays of cupcakes, "Annamore, flip tha sign! I be thinkin we is locked n loaded ta open!"

"Whatever you say, Ash." She replied, rolling her eyes at how he spoke. She walked out from behind the counter and flipped the sign, unlocking the door as she passed. "All right, buddy. Now remember, just because your sign says the naked baker, the USDA requires that you keep your clothing on when baking."

He stuck his tongue out at her,"Just git locked n loaded fo' tha hustlas. Do our crazy asses have fruity-ass malt liquor going?" Before she could answer he turned his head as the door jingled, "Yo, wuz crackalackin', biatch? Yo ass is smokin tha Naked Baker!"

[the-leafwoman-deactivated201310]

[the-leafwoman-deactivated201310]

He smiled at the acceptance, “I’m glad! You’ve made me the happiest man in the forest… For the next week, at least.” He took her hand and slid the ring gently on her finger. “Do you like it?”

Aisling nodded, looking down at the ring on her finger. It fit perfectly; she wondered how Ash had known the size. “It’s lovely,” she murmured. “Thank you.”

Another thought struck her. “Does this mean we have to live together?”

[ashtheleafman]

Ash grinned broadly, glad that she liked it, "No, thank you, dear Aisling." It had taken him nearly a month to design it and have it made - he'd wanted it to be perfect for her, even if it only meant for a week. 

"Well, that's normally how it's done, but if you aren't comfortable with that, I'd understand." He didn't want her to feel pressured into living with him, "Although, if you did stay with me, I'm actually a very good baker." He gave her a wink, "Much better than anything you'd get out of the mess hall."

[the-leafwoman-deactivated201310]

Aisling let out a soft chuckle as her hands began working at his armor, and for a moment he marveled at how small they were compared to his. Was this how Ash normally viewed her? Small and delicate, soft, yet firm, and…

He snapped back to reality when she tugged on his shirt, and he allowed himself to be dragged down. The absence of armor between them was a bit unusual, but not unpleasant. Quite the opposite actually, and the man let out a quiet moan as Ash’s legs wrapped around his waist. As he continued kissing her his hands busied themselves, tracing up and down her sides, and he lightly tickled her stomach, just to see how she would react. 

[ashtheleafman]

Was she supposed to find that moan of his attractive? Because she did, she really did. She deepened the kiss, relishing his taste and the feeling of his lips and tongue while his hands moving over her sides made her grip him with her legs tighter. She felt a hardness through his pants now that the armor was gone, making her moan with excitement till his hands went to her stomach, making her wiggle with a slight giggle, "Th-that's not fair, Aisling..." She murmured to him.

[the-leafwoman-deactivated201310]

(Remember that meme you reblogged weeks ago? I DO.)

"So I’m pretty sure that I’m the first… It just took me a while to pick out a ring I thought you might like." Ash said, getting down on one knee. "Aisling, would you marry me?"

~

"Er…" Aisling wasn’t sure what Ash was getting at, until he finally used those five words. She flinched, taken aback by the proposal, and had no idea how to respond. Though it was true that most Jinn had settled down by this age, or found a mate at the very least, Aisling had never really considered it. 

"Ash…I, thank you. But I’m not sure that I can accept. We still really don’t know each other well." 

((But dude it’s only for a week!))

"Oh!" The prompted her to reconsider. "A week then, I suppose I can deal with that."

[ashtheleafman]

He smiled at the acceptance, "I'm glad! You've made me the happiest man in the forest... For the next week, at least." He took her hand and slid the ring gently on her finger. "Do you like it?"

[the-leafwoman-deactivated201310]

Knight in shouting armor (closed)

[the-leafwoman-deactivated201310]

"It’s a matter of both. You won’t pick up the skill if you don’t stay calm." He patted her on the shoulder, his voice becoming less intense, "I wouldn’t be bothering to train you if I didn’t think you wouldn’t be good at this. Wouldn’t be risking my life like this." 

"And prin- Ivan, I’m only beneath you back at the palace. Out here, you’re mine." He grinned down at her, "I give the orders. Now, I’ll go slow this time, let you get a feel for the movements of the sword. When you feel more confidant, you can try to attack me with more gusto, all right?"

He moved the sword slowly, letting her have the time to block as his aimed for her knees. A clang, then he slowly went for her shoulder. Clang. He moved it into a thrust to see how she’d react.

"You aren’t risking your life," Aisling replied quietly. "If we’re caught, I’ll do everything in my power to ensure that you are not killed." She looked up at him, determination in her eyes. 

She gritted her teeth with determination, swinging the sword rather clumsily. But she managed to block his first two attacks, the sword in her hand slowly beginning to feel like an extension of her own arm. With a little growl she lunged right back at him, knocking his sword away and managing to poke him in the stomach.

"Ha!" She crowed triumphantly, thrusting one fist into the air (a rather unrefined gesture, but at the moment she didn’t care). "I got you!" 

[ashtheleafman]

He nodded, accepting her words but doubting they'd really be able to do much under the wrath of her father. Royals could often be unreasonable, even if he served them completely. They were accustomed to being obeyed and rarely looked kindly on anyone who messed with that. Especially as it concerned their heir.

And she was, after all, an only child now. He knew at one point she'd had a sister, but what had happened to her was a mystery, and the rumor mill was confusing on the subject, with no one having any solid evidence of the truth. So the fate of the kingdom did rest on her shoulders. 

He hadn't actually expected her to work up the courage to attack him so quickly, and he felt a burst of pride when she did, not even reprimanding her for her excitement. She deserved it. "Very nice!" He spun, laughing, and swung the flat of his blade against her, holding back to keep from injuring her, "Don't get too distracted, though." His eyes sparkled a little so she'd know he was joking. 

They fought for another half hour before he decided it was a good time to call it quits, because she was going to be incredibly sore the next day as it was. "All right, we should get you back. Should we let you recover tomorrow and do this again in two nights, or do you want to fight sore with lead limbs?"

[talking-with-dragons]

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[the-leafwoman-deactivated201310]

Knight in shouting armor (closed)

[the-leafwoman-deactivated201310]

In two hits he had her sword flying out of her hand, although he had to hand it to her, she tried valiantly. Still, that wouldn’t save her in a battle. He caught her sword and handed it back to her. “You’ve got to stay calm. Almost any enemy you’re going to face, if it comes to that, is going to be bigger than you. And probably physically stronger.” 

He showed her how to hold the sword properly again, how to create a guard, before continuing, “And when you’re not wearing this armor, people are going to underestimate you. You can use that. You’re smaller. You can be faster than them. You can dodge, you can close fast. You can allow their underestimation to be their downfall. You can outsmart them.”

He tapped her forehead with a finger, grinning at her, “You just have to stay calm to do that. You’re the princess. Just remember that your enemies are beneath you, and you’ll have no problem staying calm in a fight.”

Aisling frowned when her sword was ripped from her hands, and the frown only deepened when he mentioned her shortcomings. Yes, she knew she was small, and weak. But that wasn’t her fault! She had been raised that way, brought up to be feminine and gentle, the sort of lady who would balk at the very idea of holding a weapon. 

She nodded along with his instruction, but was beginning to feel rather disheartened. The things he was saying…were feats she had no idea how to accomplish. It would probably take her years to get to that level, to be able to defend herself against even the most basic of attackers.

"They are…but then, so are you," she stated bluntly. "And you were able to disarm me in a matter of seconds. It’s not a matter of being calm, it’s a matter of skill. And I don’t possess any."

[ashtheleafman]

"It's a matter of both. You won't pick up the skill if you don't stay calm." He patted her on the shoulder, his voice becoming less intense, "I wouldn't be bothering to train you if I didn't think you wouldn't be good at this. Wouldn't be risking my life like this." 

"And prin- Ivan, I'm only beneath you back at the palace. Out here, you're mine." He grinned down at her, "I give the orders. Now, I'll go slow this time, let you get a feel for the movements of the sword. When you feel more confidant, you can try to attack me with more gusto, all right?"

He moved the sword slowly, letting her have the time to block as his aimed for her knees. A clang, then he slowly went for her shoulder. Clang. He moved it into a thrust to see how she'd react.

[ashtheleafman]

"What color is your hair?"

"Brown!" He grinned, taking off his helmet to show brown, well-kept dreadlocks pulled back underneath it.