#Disney needs to knock this crap off

[rogue205]

Saw this on Pinterest.

Disney and their current obsession with trying to make every single one of their villains fit into that second category actually lands nearly all of them in that last one.

And they’re about to do it again with Mufasa and Scar despite all of us remembering just how bad Scar traumatized Simba and he did it on purpose after he killed Mufasa in front of him.

My view.

[allwomenjointhe4bmovement]

Skai jackson getting arrested and charged with Domestic Battery over a push is proof of how society worships men and treats them like royalty!

We don't even know the full story yet people are already saying bullsh1t like "another Disney star going off the rails"!🤦🏾‍♀️ Without considering the high possibility that he said or did something to her to provoke her in the first place!

Let's just cut the crap and stop acting like men can be physically abused by women! IT DOESN'T HAPPEN!!! STOP IGNORING POWER DYNAMICS! He's twice her size and could easily defend himself! Men are out here k1lling their wives and getting away with it but she's getting arrested over a push!?

Things like this are why I keep saying women need to stop dating men and join the 4b movement! I hope she ab0rts that pregnancy!

I miss the days when women slapped the sht out of their boyfriends to knock some sense into and no one made it a big deal!

[chaosk1ng]

Isaac Clarke somehow ended up with the Mandalorians again. I swear I didn't mean for this to happen again.

Fuck, I'm back at it again.

Another Star Wars x Dead Space crossover, this time it’s the original thought process! (I lied, it's the original era I had in mind but not the same thought process.)

So Isaac once again manages to get stuck in a galaxy far far away, only this time it's the prequel era, I’m thinking of the Clone Wars era.

If he’s in Mandalore then he could be mistaken for a new type of Mandalorian or knock off version that neither Death Watch or the New Mandalorians want. The True Mandalorians probably would have mixed feelings, he could be an asset but he’s an unknown party that doesn’t even seem to want to be involved and knows nothing about them despite looking like the Wish version of them. Maybe he accidentally gets involved with their plot, honestly I can’t see him helping Death Watch, the only way they could get him to help would be tricking him but not only do I think they wouldn’t want to be associated with Isaac but also because I think Isaac wouldn’t get tricked that easily by them. Then again, he did go to the Ishimura for his dead girlfriend who he thought was alive, but that was because of the Marker’s influence so that’s a pass. He probably would help the True Mandalorians since the New Mandalorians don’t like armor or violence which would suck for Isaac who just committed a massacre. The mental images of a blood stained Isaac appearing in a crowd of New Mandalorians is hilarious.

If he does get involved with all the Mandalorians jazz that goes on then he can do the other stuff after. Now I wanna expand on Isaac and the Mandalorians. Shootdangit. (Yes, I do mean that to be one word, that’s how I say it irl)

So focusing on this now, Isaac could (should) probably be placed before Jaster’s death (romance? No, not again. Stop giving me potential old men yaoi material. It’s not my fault they wear helmets). Man accidentally stops Jaster’s death if he ended up before it happens, but also consider this, if it’s after then Jango is parentless, Isaac is parentless, Isaac can become a bad influence on this kid. I’m not saying Jango should get adopted by Isaac cause they both now have problems they need to deal with at the moment to even think about that type of thing, but Jango picking up Isaac’s habits is funny to think of. Jango just curb stops everything, and learns curses from Isaac which would be headturners in this universe since they don’t exist, but please let someone say fuck. Jaster doesn’t need to die to have Isaac influencing Jango, I think he could get along with Isaac and understand where he’s coming from and why he’s confused and likely panicked. I was gonna say that maybe Isaac could try and fight Death Watch before Jango’s parents die but I don’t want to deal with the effect that would happen so Jango, it’s easier with Jaster since you still keep the connections and all that but also see how much the years have worn on them. Isaac needs someone to help him learn, if it’s between the three factions then the True Mandalorians.

HOLY SHIT I JUST REMEMBERED ARLA

I was writing a part later in this rant and remembered her and had an idea, Isaac saves Arla before meeting Jaster and Jango and basically adopts her, that or gives her to Jaster. I don’t care if Jaster isn’t their dad in either of the canons, he can be if I will it! I have the power over the canon of MY fic/rant, fuck you Star Wars writers! (jk, I love star wars, just not the crap in this Disney era, some was good tho.) Anyway, if Arla just kinda forces Isaac to adopt her or if something that happens subconsciously then both her and Jango can compete against each other about who has the better dad. Isaac is somehow getting by and Jaster has already been raising this boy for years up until now, you would think that Jaster would win but Isaac has some things on Jaster, like his weapons and modules and literally everything he possesses because I am very willing to bring up the crap his RIG can do. He can store information of different kinds, has a navigation system that has both a map and guide to show him where he needs to go and can store things of all kinds in it, he can survive in space with it and knows how long he can last AND not only walk on any surface while in the vacuum of space but also move however he wants. You can argue the Mandalorians can use their Jetpacks to do the same but my man’s abilities have not been hindered, he weapons all still work the same and so do his modules, the only thing holding him back is the fact he has limited air at a time and has only fought the Necromorphs. This is ignoring the other features the RIG has. Fuck you, he can hold his own decently by my standards which admittedly are not that high. Anyway, the sibling rivalry is real, one of them has a dad who was and is seen by them as the Mand’alor and this deeply traumatized man who only a few days ago just wanted to save his (dead) girlfriend.

Anyway, if he meets a different faction, he could meet the Children of the Watch. In my last rant of ideas with him in the Mandalorian, I had him co-parenting Grogu with Din, in this one Isaac can become a parent again but instead of Grogu it’s Din this time. He could either appear with the Children of the Watch a little before they rescue him or he could appear as they arrive to help. Either way, we can get Din getting raised by Isaac and him reluctantly becoming a parent, once again he could teach him curse words, have people say fuck in Star Wars, it’s fucking funny. I can’t see Isaac becoming a Mandalorian but I can see him having either good or neutral relations with them, some would like him and maybe befriend him for his winning personality but others may just like him for jobs they need done. Anyway, he could have connections to the Mandalorians and somewhat raise Din in that lifestyle, maybe just have it influence him so if he really wants to he could become one in the future. I could see him wanting to because they’re the closest thing to Isaac in the fact that they wear armor all the time and are warriors, he doesn’t need to know Isaac is just running on adrenaline while on fight or flight mode. Imagine his surprise when he finds out Isaac doesn’t actually know what makes a Mandalorian and the fact he’s just an Engineer and his one of a kind weapons are just tools he found, Din doesn’t need to find out about the Necromorphs until he’s older, hell maybe not at all. Point is that he could just have an accidental baby acquisition fic with him fumbling and eventually going into hiding as the Empire forms. Maybe we see his reaction to the Great Purge, maybe he helped a few of the few he was close to, maybe he finds out after it happened by a Mandalorian friend he had that he comforts, maybe he helped a few clans escape, maybe he was there and saw so many die, maybe he was hiding as he saw the terror unfold, either way he would be devastated at the amount of people he knew and their sudden deaths. He could help keep contact between clans since he isn’t Mandalorian and doesn’t look like one, either way he would be an asset to them after the Purge.

Another thing I want to briefly mention here is him meeting Revan, not long but just a little thought. If he went to the Old Republic and met Revan then he would be so confused if he stuck with him or had any form of contact with him. I love Revan and all but for someone like Isaac who has no idea what a Mandalorian, Jedi and Sith are he would be confused as hell to meet him, my man Revan has been all three. I just want to see how confused Isaac can get with Revan.

Anyway, Old Men Yaoi time™! I think I just like shipping masked men with masked men but still. Just like the last rant with the Mandalorian, this is just an excuse to have the two co-parent Jango and Arla. Maybe Arla does become Isaac’s kid and her and Jango think that since they’re both siblings and they both have their own dad that it only makes sense if they finalize it by getting them together. Basically they Parent Trap Jaster and Isaac, maybe the other True Mandalorians help or start a betting pool, some could try and sabotage it so they win said betting pool. Isaac could ask some of the parents of the group about tips in raising a child to which some could point him to Jaster if they’re trying to help get them together since he’s raising her brother, or if they’re trying to stall then they either will give him advice or warn him not to ask Jaster since he might become a father for Arla instead of him. I don’t think Isaac sees this as a problem because he knows they both have shit they have to deal with and he’s sure that he can’t be a proper father figure for her and does go to Jaster regardless who could give him good insight. Jaster could already have a thing for Isaac for saving Arla, his son’s sister who they thought was dead, and saving his life either before or after meeting the True Mandalorians, Isaac could’ve barely found them in time to save Jaster, maybe give him some medpacks so he doesn’t die. This could lead to him admiring or respecting Isaac to keep it platonic or have it also cause him to develop a crush on him and eventually develop as they talk more and get closer, add in the fact he’s raising the sister of your son and it’s already a done deal for Jaster, he will be too far gone while Isaac is hesitant as hell. I would like to say it’s one of those ‘Blank fell first but Blank fell faster’ but if they fell for eachother then it’s ‘Jaster fell fast and hard while Isaac is slowly walking down a slope at a snail’s pace.’ or alternatively, ‘Jaster fell fast and hard while Isaac is slowly climbing down like he has acrophobia.’

Anyway, this derailed again, it was originally gonna just be Isaac fumbling his way through the Clone Wars and somehow helping resolve it, y’know like other crossovers that are just fix-its and have goofy interactions with the characters but it once again ended up with Isaac getting caught up with the Mandalorians. You can see how my views changed as I went on. I need to stop, get me out the kitchen, this ain’t what I meant to cook.

[project-isles]

incorrect aga quotes 3!!!

Goldie: Tell TB off, Finn! Assert yourself! Finn: That's my ice cream! Goldie: Good! Now let them have it!! Finn, handing TB the ice cream: Here, you can have it!

Goldie, holding a gun: If the conspiracies about life being a simulation are true WHOEVERS CONTROLLING MY SIM I JUST WANNA TALK. mangle: The fastest way to a freddy’s heart is through ch- shadow: Chest cavity. mangle: mangle: Cheese. goldie: Remember that time you dared me to lick a swingset? freddy: No, I said "goldie, don't lick that swingset" and you said "Don't tell me what to do" and licked the swingset. The gang when they drop food on the floor chica: Aw man. Throws it away bonnie: Five second rule! goldie: Foolish germs, thinking they can stop me!? Eats it off the floor mangle: Sobs on the floor

TB: Yeah, I find it quite emotional. In like a cool way. chica: Did you just say it makes you cry in a cool way? freddy: I have a bad feeling about this, guys. foxy: Oh don’t worry, you’ll be fine. TB: Yeah, what’s the worst that could happen? freddy, being bailed out of jail the next morning: I hate you all. freddy: Caffeine no longer keeps me awake while I work, so instead I have foxy periodically send me texts saying ‘we need to talk.’ freddy: It gives me the right amount of adrenaline and fear I need to keep going. bonnie: You made enough pasta that you could take it to lunch tomorrow. Put it in a container. goldie: Shovel the pasta into your face. Do it. Put it in your face. The future is meaningless but the pasta is now.

TC: goldie, you were so wasted last night. goldie: I wasn't that drunk! TC: …You called a taxi home. goldie: Yeah! It's called being responsible! TC: The party was at your house. goldie: …Crap. freddy: Let’s write goldie a friendly note, shall we? Dear… Incompetent… Dumbass… finn, holding an unconscious goldie: Oh no. Please don’t be dead.

freddy: Time freezes for everyone but you one day. What do you do? goldie: Oh… I’d mildly trouble everyone. freddy: Alright, so what would you do? goldie: I’d shave a one-inch thick line in every thick beard I saw. goldie: I’d twist all the lightbulbs just a little bit so no one would know when they aren’t working. goldie: I’d make every wing on girls eyeliner just a little bit higher than the other one. goldie: And I’d tie everyone’s shoelaces together. goldie: And then lastly, I’d snip a little hole in every tea bag. freddy: freddy: Remind me to never allow you to have power. mari, knocking on the door: finn, open up! finn: It all started when I was a kid. mari: That’s not what I- goldie: Let them finish! goldie: I was put on this earth to do one thing. goldie: Luckily I forgot what it was so I can do whatever I want. freddy: Don’t weep for the stupid. You’ll be crying all day. freddy: It’s time to turn this into a real business. goldie: What do you mean? Like, carry a briefcase, and wear a tie, and pay taxes? TC: Wait, have you not been paying your taxes? finn: I handle our accounting. freddy: COMPANY IS COMING! I WANT THIS PLACE LOOKING LIKE DISNEY ON ICE IN ONE MINUTE! freddy: GOLDIE IF YOU HAVEN'T MADE YOUR BED THROW IT AWAY IT'S TOO LATE TO MAKE IT NOW! freddy: GET RID OF THE COUCHES, WE CAN'T LET PEOPLE KNOW WE S I T ! mari: I am going to need you to swear- goldie: F***. mari: mari: …swear as in promise. freddy: I left instructions for everyone while I'm gone. goldie: Mine just says "goldie no." freddy: I want you to apply it to every possible situation. bonnie: Answers phone. Hello? freddy: It's freddy. bonnie: What did they do this time? freddy: No, it's me, bonnie. It's actually me. bonnie: What did you do this time? freddy: Does anyone know how to relax? Asking for a friend.

goldie: I have locked freddy in a cage designed by their own art. Oh, they have been well and truly hoist by their own petard. bonnie: Could you put it another way? I didn’t understand a word of that. goldie: I’m blackmailing them. bonnie: Oh, happy days.

goldie: Can I bother you for a second? freddy: You're always bothering me, but go ahead.

freddy: Please pray for goldie. bonnie: What happened to them? freddy: Nothing, they’re just very stupid.

chica: CHARACTER. FLAWS. ARE. FUCKING. IMPORTANT. goldie: Me when someone tells me to stop eating mayo packets like they’re gogurt tubes. bonnie: Two wrongs don’t make a right. goldie: sighs That’s true… goldie: But two negatives make a positive!!! (edited) goldie: I’ve been here in jail so long I think I’ve lost my mind. goldie: The days turn into weeks, weeks turn into months. goldie: How long have I been in here now? Almost a year? TF: This is Monopoly. Casually in the Middle of a High Stakes/Dangerous Situation bonnie: How do you eat pickles? goldie: What do you mean? bonnie: I mean, there's a whole process. It's not like you can grab them from the jar with your hand, because it's cold and the juice burns if you have a cut, plus, it's pretty unsanitary. And you can't use a spoon because you'll have to scoop it out, and it'll be way too difficult to grab more than three or four without taking 10 minutes along with half the brine in the jar, even if it's one with holes. goldie: Yeah, that's why you use a fork. bonnie: Okay, sure, but what if you don't have one of the big ones clean? It's weird to use a small one. But there is always one of those smaller sharp knives clean. goldie: But the straight edge doesn't really fit the cylindrical shape, and you have to make sure you don' t break it, it's too much work. bonnie: It makes me feel like I deserve the pickles though. Like, "Yeah, I did it. That's right. Good job me." It's empowering. But even after that, it's not like you can use a bowl. goldie: I get that, it's not ascetically pleasing. bonnie: Exactly! And it looks weird if you don't entirely fill the bowl, but you also can't eat that many. My solution: Use a mug. goldie: Nods in agreement freddy: That is all very interesting, BUT WE'RE TRYING NOT TO DIE RIGHT NOW! USE YOUR LIMITED ATTENTION SPANS AND FOCUS! bonnie: Jeez, okay. goldie: Quit yelling at us already. tf sneezes freddy: tf, are you sick? Here, let me wrap you in a blanket and hand-feed you some warm soup while singing you a lullaby! goldie sneezes freddy: Oh my god. Shut the hell up. goldie: All of your existences are confusing. The Squad: How so? goldie: Your presence is annoying, but the thought of anything bad happening to any of you upsets me. freddy: Standing next to sunflowers always makes me feel weak like ‘look at this fucking flower. This flower is taller than I am. This flower is winning and I’m losing.’ goldie: Wow, you are not ready to hear about trees.

[vinsmokewife]

filling a need

Day One of (a very zosan centric) Kinktober - Pegging.

Zoro and Sanji's relationship is purely there to fill a need. Nothing more. Nothing less. Today is different when Sanji makes a request and it has Zoro thinking about what she means to him.

ZoSan with a f!Zoro

Zoro was different to the other kinds of woman he liked.  

Sanji liked them dainty, princessy and dependant on their knight in shining armour. Real Disney crap. He liked to be the prince who came down to save the fair maiden in the tower. That wasn’t to say that Sanji liked a woman who could look out for themselves, but he was stuck in that fantasy of having a woman that he could look after, cherish and enjoy a perfectly stereotypical fairy tale life with. 

That was until he met Zoro. The Pirate Hunter. Zoro was a lot tougher than most woman he had met. Not into that princess shit. Zoro swore, drank heavily, slept all day and was rude. It was almost off-putting to him. Zoro also wasn’t one who put up with his advances either. Nami gave him a good knock on the head and would tell him off but ultimately indulged him in his little fantasies whenever it helped her. Robin didn’t indulge them at all; she had Franky to keep her company, but she politely declined and treated him kindly. 

Not Zoro though. As soon as Sanji even thought about trying to hit on her, Zoro at once had blades out. She had no interest in his bullshit.  

It was the first woman that Sanji truly had little bickering's with. Partially because Zoro made it very easy for Sanji to dislike her. She was rude, uncouth and acted like one of the boys. She was not the kind of woman he was after.  

To everyone, Zoro seemed to be the only woman that Sanji couldn’t stand but behind closed doors, Zoro was just like every other woman. Despite his feelings of disgust and distaste for Zoro, Sanji would do anything to please her...just not in the same way he would for Nami or Robin. 

Sanji and Zoro would play these little games almost every day. When everyone was being distracted by something Luffy was doing that was stupid, which was almost every day, Sanji and Zoro would wordlessly decide to meet in one of the cabins. Zoro was almost the same height as Sanji. Despite being a female, Zoro was bulky too. She had worked hard to be a strong swordswoman; worthy of potentially challenging Mihawk again one day.  

“You said you had something you wanted to try?”  

Zoro’s voice was almost always had no warmth to it. In the cabin, no one would be able to see or hear them, which is why they picked this one. Sanji was removing his coat jacket. Something about what he was away to ask Zoro to do to him was...kind of making him nervous. It’s something that he hasn’t been able to get out of his head all week. 

“Don’t fucking say a word but...when we were on the last island, I came across a certain...store that sold things for the bedroom,” Sanji was pulling a bag or something that was under the bed. Zoro watched him with some amount of cautiousness before walking around to get a better look. 

“You can say the word sex shop, shitty cook...” She mumbled, but still interested in seeing what was going on. 

“Whatever. Anyway. I see...this...and I bought it and haven’t been able to stop thinking about it...with you...” Sanji wouldn’t really look too much at Zoro because this was hard to admit that he had been fantasying about her. She was about to make fun of him when he pulled out what was a harness with a phallic appendage. Suddenly, it became clear why Sanji refused to look at her because even she was absolutely stunned that him of all people would just outright ask her to do this. 

Zoro didn’t really care what they did normally. She struggled with romantic attraction, and she had absolutely none of it towards Sanji right now. He was a... very eager pervert who was willing to fill a need...a need that she needed tending to quite often when she spent time with the cook. She didn’t know why. Maybe she was in fact charmed by his flirtatious attitude. Maybe she respected him enough as a fighter as being just as powerful as he is. 

Or maybe it’s because she had the constant need to wipe that stupid smile off his face and bring him down to his knees and make him beg.  

She didn’t realise that she had just been staring at the item for the past minute but eventually, she reached for the item in question. 

“Fine,” she said. Her outer exterior might have shown a little in difference but this...interested her more than she wanted to admit to the cook, but Sanji picked up that indifference right away. 

“You could have a little more enthusiasm,” Sanji shot her a glance who just stared at him. This was an exchange. It filled a need. Zoro didn’t care for having feelings attached to what was going on. Sanji...for the most part...felt the same. It was an exchange to fill a need that often  

“I’m not the one being a needy pervert wanting a girl to fuck them in the ass,” She shot back before turning to remove her robes. She rarely ever worn much underneath them. Turning her head, she noticed Sanji staring at her undressing and she narrowed her eyes, “Oi. Aren’t you going to undress too, cook?” 

Sanji stopped staring and mumbled something before beginning to undress himself. Zoro’s robes were placed to the side of the bed. She looked at the harness in question. She didn’t put it on just yet; there would be quite a bit of preparation involved in this before they went in. It’s not like when they’d fuck normally. Normally it was a quick job that filled a need. 

“Did you happen to get lube at the same time?” Zoro asked before Sanji gestured to the bag that was on the ground. She went over and picked it up. She would need this and would need plenty. Sanji then placed his things, neatly on the side. Zoro always thought, that if Sanji wasn’t a useless pervert, she probably would have found him incredibly attractive. However, as it happened, she was nothing sort of bothered by his appearance. Everything about Sanji annoyed her to the big extreme and she found it hard not to let these thoughts come into her mind. After all, this was merely a need. 

“Get on the bed. Legs spread,” she said in a commanding and somewhat colder voice than what was normally needed. In these scenario’s, despite the stupidity of gendered expectations, Sanji often took on the submissive role. If he was topping, it was submissively. She was, as annoying as she was, just like any other woman he wanted to grovel at the feet of until she was satisfied. 

So, Sanji, despite her attitude, did as she said and got on the bed. He watched her, uncertain of himself but still wanting to go through with it. He did exactly what she said and spread his legs. This was not the first time she had seen him vulnerable like this and Sanji seemed to keep upping the ante every encounter. She shouldn’t have been surprised when he wanted to do this. 

Zoro got onto the bed, knees first before she got in between his legs. She wasn’t like Nami or Robin. There wasn’t an ounce of grace when she presented herself to him. She was different and she hated Sanji for making her feel that way sometimes. She wondered, to herself, if Sanji would ask Nami or Robin to do such things to him.  

“You look good like this...” She said, with a hint of cockiness in her voice. She lubed up one of her fingers, looking at Sanji the entire time. He was slightly flushed red, but this was no surprised, “Begging to be treated like this by a woman...you really are a pervert...” 

Sanji would have retaliated but Zoro was quick to sink her first finger into his hole slowly. Zoro may have had a distaste for him, but she knew very well that this would likely need a lot of preparation and she wasn’t that nasty to make him hurt like that. Sanji’s head fell backwards against the pillow of the bed as a groan left his lips. Zoro watched him, calmly waiting for a signal to continue. 

She had to admit, watching the needy cook get off like this was... arousing. She could feel it between her legs. As much as she didn’t want to admit that the cook aroused her sometimes, the cook aroused her most of the time.  

“Fuck...move...”  

That was the signal she needed to pull her finger back slowly and then push back in. She could feel his hole adjusting to her finger. It only made her feel smugger. 

“My shitty little cook getting off to a woman dominating him...” She whispered, mouth latching onto his inner thigh and biting him gentle. It was partially to give him something else to think about but also because she wanted to mark him. She may hate him, but she wanted Sanji to see the mark and be reminded that she did this to him. A woman he cannot stand... 

She slipped another finger inside of him and watched his face light up in absolute joy. He enjoyed it, despite the person...or would this have the same effect if Nami was the one doing it? Or Robin...Or any other woman. She spread her fingers out, making sure to stretch him out as much as possible before slipping another finger in. 

“Three fingers...” She cocked her head up, “How does that feel...I bet it feels really good, cook,” 

“S-stop the gloating...” Sanji managed to reply through a moan which made Zoro chuckle as she moved them around. She knew there would be that spot inside of him somewhere that would make him feel so much better...not that that was what she was aiming for. She wanted bragging rights. Her fingers caused him to become undone. 

It took a bit of moving about but she found it. She knew because Sanji let out a noise that showed she had struck gold, so she continued to curl her fingers to it. 

“Are you gonna come to my fingers?” Zoro’s voice spoke out, dripping with the want and need to brag about it, “Want to be a good boy and come from my fingers?” 

“A-Ah... Fuck yeah...I want to come...” Sanji’s reservation (not that he had much to begin with) was beginning to slip away as her fingers kept stroking that spot inside of her but as soon as he said that, she removed her fingers all together. 

“W-what?!? I fucking said-” 

“As much as I want to make you cum from my fingers along, I want to see how pathetic you look cumming around this toy you bought,” Zoro said as she reached behind to grab the harness. Once again, she was suddenly very aware how much this was affecting her as well and how aroused she felt over this. She attached the harness onto herself and lathered it up with lube. All the while, Sanji wouldn’t stop watching with those half-lidded eyes that were needy for her. 

“Needy pervert...” Zoro said as she got between his legs. 

“Mosshead...”  

Sometimes Sanji wanted to kiss her when she was like this. Being mean, on top and taking control but he’s never kissed her. They weren’t like that. They had come close to kissing many times but as Zoro always says, she has no feeling for him that are like that. This is to fill a need and nothing more. The head of the dildo was rubbing against his hole and with guiding from her hand, she pushed it in. 

“Fuck!” 

Zoro wished in that moment that the phallic object with really part of her because she would have loved to have known how it felt to have Sanji wrapped so tightly around her. To have him clenching so she could taunt him more than she had already done but she did not know what it was like. All she felt right now was the emptines of between her legs. How needy she felt for the shitty, pathetic cook that she wanted to bury his face in her cunt and make him eat her out until she had her full share. 

But right now, she had a task to complete. 

She pushed the dildo in fully before pulling back and then pushing it back in slowly. She’s doing this to see a reaction and Sanji is absolutely delightful. The way he throws his head back against the bed and arches his chest. It almost looks beautiful to Zoro. She continues to do this, getting faster and getting a lot rougher with her thrusts as he stopped being so tight around his cock.  

“Good boy...” She blurted out but Sanji didn’t seem to mind or have the spoons to understand it right now because he was in pure raptrue. It was much better than he expected it to be. He was close to cumming already and she knew it. The way his cock looked all strained and already dripping with precum was a sign that he was getting close. 

“Do you want to come for me...” she whispered, “Go on, shitty cook. Come for me... Be a good boy and come for me...”  

She didn’t need to tell him twice because as soon as the order came, Sanji arched his back in absolute bliss as hot ropes of cum erupted from his cock and painted his waist and hers too. Zoro fucked him through his orgasm before stopping. She felt ridiculously turned on by watching him cum for her. She only slowed down and then came to a stop and pulled out. It was only when she started to pull the harness off that Sanji reached a hand out and pulled her. 

“Get here...”  

Zoro almost was about to pull away and kick him for being weird but then she realised what he was doing. She was being pulled to sit on his chest. He wanted her to sit on his face so he could finish her off. She was soaking having left a trail on the harness. She didn’t want to admit that she was needy for him too or else that would make things different, and she couldn’t handle different.  

But how could she say no when he offered himself to her so deliciously. That fucked out expression on his face and the way he licked his lips as if she was the most delicious meal on the planet. This was when she felt like the other girls; when he wanted her the most out of everyone.  

Her wet folds were inches away from his face and it didn’t stop him from grabbing her ass and pulling her forward until she was in his face. His mouth making connection with her wet puffy cunt. Out of all the girls he’d been with, Zoro always tasted the best and he was never sure how it worked but she always tasted wonderful. Of course, Sanji would never tell her that as it would inflate her ego. 

Zoro gripped onto his hair, grinding her her cunt into his face as she feels his mouth suck on that sensitive bud. As much as she wanted to keep her dignity in that moment, nothing could stop her from rocking her hips and moaning delightfully as she pushed herself into his touch. She wanted more from him... so much more than he was willing to even think about giving her.  

“Ah! Fuck...you’re so good for me...fuck!”  

She was close. It wasn’t going to be long until she finished, and it would all be over. They’d both go back to their separate lives of hating each other. Sometimes she didn’t mind that...sometimes she hated that more than words. What if Sanji saw her more than someone, he hated but fucked? What if he wanted her above all else? What if she could be chased after like he did for Nami and Robin. 

What if this wasn’t just filling a need? 

Pleasure erupted and she came, leaving his lower face wet with her juices. He continued working his mouth until she had come down from that high. It took her a few moments when she detached herself from him. She didn’t know what to say...she never did. 

Silence...she reached for her robes. 

“I’m going to take a shower. I’ll see you at dinner,” 

“Thanks,” 

She could never put into words how she felt because it never mattered at all. She knew Sanji was laying on that bed, reaching for a cigarette. She could lay down with him...talk with him until they had better things to do. 

There would never be a ‘they’. After all, this was nothing more than an arrangement between two adults who wanted something from each other. This was purely to fill a need, nothing more. 

[summerlovingbaby]

Hench Part 3

Y/N never understood why hospitals had such crap TV channels, it was either some bastardized Disney knockoff or the news, and both were just as depressing. She usually just turned on the news and looked out of the window and pretended she was elsewhere.

She took the information about her leg in stride, which surprised most of the staff, as well as her downright refusal for pain medicine, she could get used to the pain in her leg, but she refused to allow herself to get used to the pain meds that her biological dad got addicted to, it was one thing to take opioids once, but it was another to take them every single day for the rest of her life. It would start of as once in the morning and once before bed but that could quickly spiral out of control to twice a day, then one every day just to feel normal. She would rather feel the intense gnawing pain eating its way down her leg rather than the feeling of opioids eating away at her until she overdosed and died as nothing more than a skeleton.

The pain wasn’t bad, the more she got used to it, at first it ate away at her, but that feeling turned into a simple burning feeling that got worst with movement, but she would get used to it, they fitted her for a cane and she was found sometimes limping about the hospital at odd hours, most assumed it was out of boredom, but in reality, she was searching for the three strange people who she had a strange vague memory of, she remembered the boys blue eyes, they often invaded her daydreams.

What also surprised the staff was her wanting to leave so quickly, as soon as they told her that she had an estimated 40% leg mobility, she asked when she was allowed to leave, given that she was a minor the hospital could have called social services, but the doctors elected to do that until she was deemed more mentally stable.

For all intents and purposes she was a medical miracle, it was a wonder she could have kept her leg at all, she tried to keep that in mind, her being a medical miracle and all that but it was hard when her chest ached like it was empty and her leg ached like someone sliced it down the middle, that pain was closely followed by the itch of healing that never seemed to go away.

So she spent her days flipping through the two channels on the TV, asking if she could go home, and refusing the doctor offering her pain meds, she was just about ready to accept this as her life when the doctor knocked on her door.

Dr. Myerson.

He was one of her favorites, he never sugar-coated things and didn’t treat her so fragile like she was glass, she also looked a bit like her older brother, but she never told him that. Never offered her meds after the one time she denied them and let her have 2 servings of strawberry jello even though it was over her daily calorie count.

He also didn’t knock, but hey, nobodies perfect.

This was not a part of her regularly scheduled visits.

She didn’t break her gaze from the window, just listened as his footsteps approach the bed.

“ Here to kick me out?” she joked.

“ Wish we could, but that would be illegal,” he joked back. “ But the police are here to see you, they need a statement.”

“ I already told them I don’t remember what happened,” she lied, at least that’s what she told the nurses, and the cops when they asked, she remembered all of it. She remembered using her puppeteering quirk to save people and being snatched up 50 feet into the air, being dangled off a building, and then dropped onto a pile of rubble. “ Make them go away,” she demanded. “ I don’t want them here.”

“ Wish I could babe,” he shrugged, “ I’ll tell him to make it quick. Maybe I’ll even interrupt you with a fake medical crisis,” he turned on her heels and sauntered out of the room, nodding at the large hulking officer who was waiting just past the doorframe.

Y/N heard the thudding of his feet and tore her glance from the window to nod at him in awknodlegement, she could have ignored him but it wasn’t his fault that she was stuck in the hospital and the other common man was stuck cleaning up after heroes, as annoying as it was.

She rolled over, nodded towards him and rolled back to her side and watched the cars zoom past each other in the parking lot before she realized.

She rolled back over to look at him. All 7ft and 3 inches of him, standing ducked in the doorway with his arms tucked awkwardly behind his back. It was obviously him, no doubt. How many men stood at that height, and weighed over 600 lbs. He was in a poorly fit police uniform that was bursting at its seams to compensate for the size of his muscles. His bright yellow hair which was usually teased up in spikes was slicked down to his head, and he wore his usual wide plastic smile that was cracking at the seams.

“ Y/N L/N? My name is officer… my name is officer,” he glanced down at his badge and read it aloud. “ Officer Krumke. I’m here to ask you questions regarding the incident on January 2nd?”  he looked at her and waited for a response, she just stared at him with wide eyes and an unmoving grimace. He looked down at his clipboard. “ It says here that you don’t remember anything that happened, is that correct?”

Her nose twitched violently upward. She couldn’t stop looking at his face, staring at his features, his skin looked plastic like he was a large action figure, his smile poorly hidden behind a plastic yellow mustache. She couldn’t take him in all at once, so she looked at the parts of his face. His mouth, that plastic smile that was cracking at the seams, white teeth that caught the glare of the hostile yellow hospital lights, she was tired of looking at it.

“ Well it says here that on that day you violated Section B, article 4 of the quirk laws, as well as Article 6, normally we would arrest you but given the circumstances-”

“Excuse me?” she blinked a few times in confusion.

“ You unlawfully used your quirk, and you unlawfully used your quirk on the elderly, normally you would be arrested but given your injuries, I think that you’ve suffered enough.”

“I’ve suffered enough? Article 2, Section C,” she said, “Civilians are granted temporary access to lawfully use their quirk to help others. I was helping people.”

“ Well regardless, you should save the heroics to the professionals,” he said, he pretended to scribble something down on his clipboard and nodded. 

Y/N looked at his face once more, and considered what he said, before deciding to get angry.

“ The professionals? Like you?”

“ Ma’am I am only a-”

“ What? A cop? A bastard? A coward?” Unbridled rage rose in her faster than she thought it would, it rose up from her chest, at first it felt a little bit like nausea, but that quickly bloomed into white-hot rage that wouldn’t be cooled off.

“ I understand that you are upset, but that is no reason to reason to resort to name-calling.”

“ What are you going to do?” she snarled, her upper lip curled, “ Pick me up and fling me around? Maybe this time you’ll actually finish the job.” she smiled at the thought, a smile that only a fool would mistake for joy.

“ I have no idea-”

“ You snatched me from the ground and flung me in the air like I was your chew toy, then you just dropped me. It was you.”

“ Ma’am-”

“Don’t bullshit me, don’t play games with me. I know it was you.”

All Might daringly shook his head. “ I have no idea what you are talking about, if you wish to amend your statement you can do so now.”

“ What, and tell them that I was saving people, cleaning up your mess before you snatched me from the ground then discarded me when I was no longer of use to you. Dropped me on the ground to die. Is that a good enough statement?”

“ That’s not what happened! I-”

“ You what, Officer,” she demanded.

He remembered his disguise and stroked his mustache and focus his face in a quizzical expression. “ All Might is a hero, he saves people!” he stomped his large foot, and the floor shook.

“ I was saving people, I was cleaning up the mess that you made.”

“ ALL MIGHT IS A HERO!” he flung the clipboard against the wall leaving the papers to fall to the ground like leaves and sliding across the floor. “ You were unlawfully using your quirk and behaving like a villain.”

“ I was helping people,” she spoke, and it was the smallest voice All Might ever heard. “ I was trying to be a hero, I was doing the right thing. Hero’s take and they take and they take with no regard for what they leave behind.”

All Might opened his mouth to speak, but closed it when he realized he had nothing to say, he could justify his actions all he wanted but she would still be just as stubborn as she was before, admitting that she was being the hero. He walked over to the corner and picked up the papers that fell to the ground, and what was left of the splintered wooden clipboard.

“ If you came here to escuage your guilt, your pathetic and I hope you know you destroy more lives than you save. Everywhere you go you leave a trail of bodies and destruction, and I hope you know how to live with that,” she sneered, “ you may not be a villain but you need to stop pretending you’re a hero.”

All Might nodded in consideration, what could he say? What could he say that would take away her pain, maybe pain was all she had left. She said he took everything from her, maybe that was all there was left, a husk of a person that only knew pain. He took her family, her freedom, her childhood, and her mobility. He should leave before he took anything else.

He turned to leave and paused at the door.

“ In the future, I suggest that you leave saving people to the heroes.” He paused and waited for a snarky response. 

“ What future?” she asked, and rolled over to her side to stare back out the window. 

It was so quiet he hardly even heard it. He tried so hard to protect people, and he became worst than the people he wanted to lock up. He took so much away from that girl, he read the reports, he took her mom, and her dad and her brother. Her house and her neighbors, her childhood, her freedom, her mobility her youth. He took her future, he read the reports, she was brilliant at athletics, on a full volleyball scholarship for one of the top athletic schools in the prefecture.

He couldn’t resurrect the dead, he couldn’t give her leg back, but he could give her back one thing. He could give her back a chance at a future.

One discussion later, and a strong letter of recommendation letter later, he finally assuaged his guilt.

The next morning Dr. Myerson welcomed himself in the door and waved an open letter in her face.

“ Look who’s getting out of here?”

Y/N snatched the paper from her grip and read it three times until the words imprinted in her brain, and she was sure they were real.

“ Well I’ll be dammed,” she whispered, “ UA here I come.”

It was that day she vowed to take everything from him, just like he had taken everything from her. She wanted to rip him apart limb from limb and watch him suffer.

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Ranking Pinocchio Adaptations Part 2

Hello! Disney’s horrible cgi Pinocchio is due to release soon and I promised myself that I would finish this ranking before it does...

Anyway, this is part two of me ranking the 22 Pinocchio Adaptations that I’ve seen. You can find part one here.

This ranking is in order of worst to best. Therefore, this part includes all the middling rankings. 

(Obviously spoilers for every adaptation listed).

Numbers 15 to 8. Mixed/Mediocre/Good but not great

15. ‘Pinocchio: The Series’ (1972) by Saban

Wanna see someone beat the shit out of Pinocchio? This is the adaptation for you.

I mean, seriously, Collodi might have burned Pinocchio’s feet off, hanged him from a tree, chained him to a doghouse and turned him into a donkey, but even all of that pales in comparison when you start watching this. I swear, they beat the crap out of this kid every, single episode. And, if they’re not physically abusing him, the other characters are bullying him and making fun of him.

This series is long and very, very strange. I’ll confess that, whilst I have technically sat through all 52 episodes, after a while I did mostly put it on to nap (and every now and then I would wake up to the shrill yelling of Pinocchio, never knowing if he was being attacked or having fun).

Anyway, there’s a lot going on in this series. Witches, mermaids, kings & queens, talking animals that only Pinocchio can understand (which is something I do quite like). But what’s probably most noteworthy is Pinocchio’s own characterisation. Because this kid is a complete brat. Sometimes to the point where you kind of want him to get some comeuppance because he’s so whiny and mean spirited at times. AND YET, on the flipside of that, when he does get punished for his actions it’s...way too much. And you start to feel so sorry for him again because he’s being burned at the stake or beaten and dragged across the floor (and, ofc, the Fairy only ever appears to help him out well after he’s learnt his lesson).

This series is bizarre. There’s one particularly notorious episode in which Pinocchio throws a rock at this kid that had been bullying him, accidentally knocking the boy into a river. The boy can’t swim and, after some deliberation, Pinocchio jumps in to save him. But he fails. The kid drowns and Pinocchio spends the rest of the episode trying to make it up to the boys mother, including  substituting himself in place of her son and allowing her to take care of him and play mother to him. THIS IS A WEIRD SERIES, OKAY.

Anyway, this show has some fun elements and it is so damn wild all the time that it’s often impossible to look away but mostly? it’s pretty average in terms of quality and not something to be binged. Rather, a show to catch an episode of every now and then and go ‘hey what the fuck did I just watch?’ at the end of it.

14. ‘Pinocchio’ Happily Ever After: Fairy Tales for Every Child (1997)

Okay but this is a very cute adaptation. As stated at the beginning, part 2 of this ranking is for both ‘mixed’ adaptations and adaptations that are ‘good but not great’. This falls into the latter of those.

The basic plot of the episode is essentially just the Disney movie but extremely trimmed down (since this is only half an hour long). It features Will Smith as Pinocchio and Chris Rock as the termite, which is absolutely bizarre (especially in light of recent events)

Idk it’s not very long and (like half of these movies) you can find it on youtube pretty easily if you do wanna give it a watch. Oh and also? The Blue Fairy becomes the ‘Blues Fairy’ in this which is SO fun. It’s not particularly captivating and tbh I wouldn’t feel the need to rewatch it for a long while yet, if at all, but the representation is really nice to see and there are one or two interesting little ideas.

13. ‘Pinocchio’s Christmas’ (1980) Rankin/Bass

I’m such a sucker for stop frame animation...

PLEASE his design is so sweet!!! And the animation is just beautiful, truly. Really lovely to look at and I love the designs for Pinocchio, the Cat and the Fairy in particular.

The story is sort of a mash up of the original book + the Disney movie + ...Christmas? And also they give him a love interest for some reason (which apparently ‘Pinocchio and the Emperor of the Night’ stole seven years later, when they also tried to give him a blonde puppet love interest.

The songs are fun and pretty catchy tbh although I will say that ‘Let ‘em Laugh’ is a blatant rip off of Singin’ in the Rain’s ‘Make ‘em Laugh’. 

I know that this movie is a huge classic for a lot of people but its an adaptation that I didn’t watch until very recently so I guess I don’t have the same nostalgia for it. It’s a really nice little movie, for sure, but I can’t rank it much higher because it was kind of just...okay. Good, but not great.

12. ‘The Adventures of Pinocchio’ (1972) Dir. Giuliano Cenci & Jesse Vogel

There’s something so terribly enchanting about this puppet and I don’t know what it is.

This is an adaptation that’s extremely faithful to the book which is fun although maybe to it’s detriment at times. I like this movie, I like this Pinocchio especially. He’s a sweet boy and also a little shit and I love his design and the way he talks. His design is pretty obviously inspired by by Attilio Mussino’s illustrations (see below, right) and I very much love and appreciate that.

The animation is mostly really lovely (although rip Lampwick, the ugliest bitch in this movie) and overall I think it’s nice to look at.

I guess the reason I can’t rank this movie too high on the list is that it’s just a little flat. If you want to watch an accurate adaptation of the book in an animated movie format, then I would absolutely recommend this.  However, because it IS so book accurate, it does drag a little bit here and there and there’s nothing new or interesting in it to make it stand out or give it any decent rewatch value.

However, the ‘hammer throw scene’ (aka, the scene in which he throws a hammer at the cricket and kills the little bastard) is extremely funny and easily one of my favourite takes on that particular moment from the book.

11. ‘Pinocchio’ (2002) Dir. Roberto Benigni

I have no idea what to do with this movie so I’m sticking it here.

It’s just...It’s such a weird movie but also....it’s not as bad as you might expect it to be. Because, yes Pinocchio is played by 50 year old Roberto Benigni and the Fairy is played by his wife. Which is...Weird, guys. It’s weird.

But there’s also clearly a lot of love poured into this project and once you immerse yourself in the movie, you’re able to enjoy it for the odd little movie that it is.

Also, Pinocchio and Lampwick (sorry. I mean ‘Leonardo’) share a tangerine lollipop in literally the gayest scene in any Pinocchio movie so like?? good for them

This is also the only adaptation I’ve ever seen that actually bothers to include my fave guy Eugene (left, below).

(For those unaware, Eugene is a character in the novel that gets hit in the face with a textbook and knocked unconscious. He’s only in one chapter and is never seen again. I love him dearly.)

10. ‘Pinocchio’ (2012) Dir. Enzo D'Alò

You know...I really, really WANT to like this adaptation more than I actually do.

The visuals are GORGEOUS. The character designs are just beautiful. The songs are not especially memorable but they’re very sweet and enjoyable enough as you’re watching (the doctors rap is a BOP).

And yet? It’s just lacking something for and I’m not sure what.

The movie is pretty faithful to the book, even including some of its more obscure elements (such as a passing allusion to the snake that appears in one chapter, the eating the pears ect) whilst still putting its own original spin on certain areas (the almost psychedelic circus-like designs of the land of toys particularly stand out to me).  Also, the Fairy is exclusively a child throughout and that really works in this version.

This is a really cute movie. Pinocchio has a good balance of being a sweet lil guy and also being...kind of an obnoxious brat. It’s just...not quite there for me. But I would definitely recommend that any Pinocchio fan watches this movie at least once, if only for the stunning visual designs.

9.  ‘Pinocchio’ (1940) Disney

Some people will probably tell me this should be much higher on the list...some will tell me it should be much lower. But LMAO I have extremely mixed feelings about this movie so it’s going right in the middle.

Disney’s Pinocchio, in my opinion, is a great movie in its own right. Pinocchio is BABY and very likeable because of that. The soundtrack is really wonderful + always fits perfectly with it’s accompanied scene. The animation is incredible and still holds up today, 80 years later. It also has one of my favourite adaptations of the Cat and the Fox, two villains that I often find extremely tedious in other versions. Not to mention, the donkey transformation sequence is one of my faves because DAMN it’s absolutely chilling. The use of the focusing on Lampwick’s shadow on the wall is just so, so clever.

Oh, and Figaro (beloved). Best addition to any Pinocchio movie.

But of course it’s also got it’s cons. Stromboli for starters, whom of which I don’t really want to dwell on but...yeah. Jiminy is a useless little prat and does nothing but flirt with the Blue Fairy and oogle inanimate puppet women. I hate him so much. Geppetto doESN’T EVEN WALK HIM TO SCHOOL???????

But I guess what really gets under my skin when it comes to Disney’s Pinocchio, is just how far removed Pinocchio is from his book!self. Disney’s Pinocchio is a sweet baby boy and that’s...nice, right? Very charming. But Pinocchio (despite the fact that he can be genuinely sweet and kind) isn’t meant to be like that. Not ALL the time. So when these bad things happen to Disney’s Pinocchio, it doesn’t really make any sense narratively speaking. He doesn’t get the opportunity to make bad decisions on purpose, suffer the consequences (even if said consequences are unnecessarily cruel in most adaptations) and learn from those actions. Instead, the poor decisions he makes are born only of naivety, and he’s constantly manipulated into EVERYTHING and it’s just...not right. Walt was so terrified of making him unlikable that he ended up stripping away so much of Pinocchio’s original personality and ngl it kind of hacks me off a bit.

Also, Disney’s Pinocchio never got the opportunity to be...different. In the book he’s treated almost as sub-human. He’s beaten and used by various characters constantly throughout because ‘he’s a puppet and therefore it’s fine’ (and I have MANY feelings about this sentiment). The second he arrives at school he’s bullied because he’s not like the rest of them. (And yes, okay, there are moments like this in the Disney movie (the most prominent being when Stromboli threatens to turn him into firewood) but Stromboli is a VILLAIN). He was never treated badly by his peers and so?? Why does he even WANT to be a real boy here? There’s just no real motivation outside of ‘the Blue Fairy told me I should be a real boy’, something she told him from after the second he was born.

10/10 WILL watch again. It’s a good movie, no doubt. But there’s something...missing...Something kind of...off... and THAT is why it doesn’t make my top 7.

8. ‘Pinocchio and Friends’ (2021)

‘Pinocchio and Friends’ has SO much heart and love and care put into it and the ONLY reason it doesn’t rank higher is because it’s a show that is explicitly for very small children and therefore some of the episodes can be a bit tedious/ overly simplistic.

Anyway, this show is SO good. Every single main character is a character from the book (including more obscure characters like Medoro the dog and the Snail maid) with the exception of the pirate doll Freeda (but she’s a great addition and an excellent companion for Pinocchio to go on adventures with). There are so many little references to book material and it’s extremely evident that the creators are passionate about what they’re doing.

And Pinocchio’s design is so cute (I love his paper hat)!! And the Cricket is actually funny in this!! And the Fairy is ALSO hilarious and gives off ‘weird aunt’ vibes!! And Master Cherry looks like THIS:

This show is so genuinely funny and the character designs are so unique and SO good and I have a LOT of love for it I really do. I can’t wait for the rest of the episodes to finally be released <3

[evansphnx12]

Trailer Night

Chris Evans X Male Reader

Gif Credit : Twitter

Warning : Unprotected Sex, Breeding, no lubes, Fingering, Age Gap (Reader is on his mid 20's) and a little bit of fluff :)

A/N : Please do not post my fic anywhere without my consent and permission. Also thank you for reading this, i know its a crappy fic.

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You and Chris is Staring on a new movie together, and you already know Chris for a long time, you both meet at mutual friends birthday dinner,and he ask for your number. Everr since then you both always talk together and sometimes you both meet when both of you doesn't had a busy schedules.

Tonight, you decided to ask him to eat dinner together at your trailer and talk a little bit to spend time together. You had crush on him ever since you meet him and you always thought that he doesn't had a same feeling as yours, but what you didn't know, he had the same feelings but doesn't know how to say it to you.

After walk for short amount of time (your both trailer is close) , you arrived at his trailer door, you knock three times and called his name. After a while he finally open the trailer door "H-hi Y/N sorry for opening the door so long" he said while rubbing the back of his neck "its fine Chris, besides i just wanted to ask you something" you said with smile on your face "what is it Y/N?" "i just wanted to ask you to had dinner on my trailer do you want to do it?" You said with a little bit hint of unsure on your voice because he might be rejected your offer. "Well why not? I'm hungry and tomorrow we had a day off. So I'm in, but i need to go to shower first" he said with a smile that you always adore on his face "okay then, I'll be waiting on my trailer" you said to him with a smile that Chris always likes.

(Time Skip)

You already clean up your room a little bit so it looks nicer and the food that you ordered already came, in a short time there was knock on your trailer door, when you open the door you see Chris with those tight shirt and plaid pants. Oh god how sexy he looks in that outfit, you snapped from your thoughts when Chris snap his fingers in front of you and smile "hey i brought some drinks, and i knew you're not such a "fan" of beer so i bring you some coke" he tease you and you just laugh a little bit with him, "well lets go inside, the food already came".

You both talk about anything, how's the days going, what interest you at the moment, and many more things, after you both finished eating, he help you clean up and thrown the trash. "would you like to watch a movie? I meant if you don't want to, its fine." He just smile at your flustering "of course, i would love to Y/N/N (your nickname)" you just laugh it off "what movie would you like to watch chrissy?" You teased him and smirking at him "you know i hate that nickname right?" "Yes i know, that's why i called you that" he smiled at you "well i want to watch disney movie" you smile at him, disney always has been his favorite things "of course you want to watch disney, which one? " He went through your dvd "how about disney marathon? We had a lot of time." You look at him "sure why not, i will preparing the snack and drinks" he sit on the couch and brows what's the first movie that you both should watch "how about we watch the little mermaid first?" You walk towards him with snack and drinks in your hands "of course" .

In the middle of the movie, you feel his hand creep into your thighs and he made you more closer to him, at first you just brush it off. But, after a while his hands start to rub your thighs close to your crotch "c-chris what are you doing?" He look at you with smug smile "nothing" hearing his answer once again you just shrug it off and continue watch the movie. Now, his hands is in your butt, cupped it with his hands and caressing it "this movie seems boring, right Y/N?" You look at him "c-chris" you held back your moan because he began to play with your butt and squeezing it.

"why don't we just do something?"

"hmm?" You hummed still feels weirded out and feels good at the same time because his hands still on your butt "i had an idea" then he kiss your lips and cupping your cheeks to deepen the kiss, you doesn't know what to do and you're shocked that he kiss you. When you lift up from the shock you kiss him back and you can feels that he smirks when you both kiss, he squeeze your butt and you moan into the kiss. You both pulls out from the kiss to catch a breath.

He lays you down on the sofa and lightly kiss your lips "can i?" He ask your permission to pulls down your pants and you just slightly nodded. He successfully pulls down your pants and your underwear "you look really beautiful underneath me" he smiles at you and kiss you again

"c-chris"

"don't worry okay, i will be gentle"

He put his fingers in your mouth and and you suck his fingers "c'mon baby make my fingers wet" you suck his fingers and after a while he began pulls his fingers from your mouth and put it in your entrance "c-chris please" he began to fuck your hole with his fingers, he started slowly but after awhile he began to move his fingers faster "f-fuck chris" you moan "oh baby you looks so good begging for me" you moan when his fingers hit your spot and you feels like you're going to cum "c-chris I'm going to cum" "hold it" "c-chris I can't h-hold it" you whimper when he removes his fingers from your hole "don't worry baby we just get started" he began to pulls his pants and underwear down and his cock sprung free, he began to stroking his own cock to make it more hard, and then he put his cock in your entrance, you can feel the head if his cock opening your hole "Chris please" "hold on baby" he slowly filling you up with his cock and when he fully inside you, he let you to adjust his size, you nodded to him to signal that he can move. He began to move slowly, you can feels his cock ripped you apart, he kiss your lips deeply and his tongue exploring inside your mouth "c-chris i-i " he move from your lips to your jawline and to your neck, he left a mark that's very visible for everyone to see, you can't held back your moan, you grab and pull his hair softly "baby i can feel your hole squeezing my cock, do you want to cum? Does my baby's want to cum?" You can only nod to him "go ahead baby, cum for me" he began to move more faster to catch his own orgasm and he hit your spot more and more, "chris i-i'm c-" before you can finish your sentence you cumming so hard and it hit your chest and his chest "o-oh fuck" his move began more sloppy and you can feels that his cock began more big inside you "I'm going to cum inside you baby, Do you want my cum baby?" You moan out loud "y-yes chris, fill me up with your cum" he smiles and kiss you "here it comes baby" he cum deeply inside you and you can feels it fills you up, he still fuck you slowly with his cum inside you until he doesn't have any strength left to fuck again.

His cock became softer and he still not pulls out from inside you, he kiss your lips lightly "that was amazing" he smiles "yes it is" he pulls out and hold you to sit on his bare lap "Y/N" you rest your head on his shoulder "hmm?" He cup your cheeks with his both hands "i love you so much, ever since a day one you always impress me with everything you do" you smile at him "i love you too Chris ever since i met you" he smile and kiss your french kiss your lips "do you want to be my boyfriend?" He says between the kiss "yes i do chris" he kiss you once again and you began to yawning "does my baby tired?" You nodded "okay, lets get to sleep baby but first lets clean you up" he takes sone tissue to clean up the stain from the sofa, your butt and his cock,after that he carries you to the bedroom "chris, please stay" he smiles at you "i will baby" he lay down besides you and hold you closer "goodnight" "goodnight baby".

A/N : i know this one is a crap and im so sorry for it

Taglist : @myybebe @aflamboyanceofgays @nico-diangelo-grey @focusedboy

[charlies-gillespie]

nothing to worry about | charlie gillespie

paring: fem!reader x charlie gillespie

summary: reader hasn’t seen Charlie because she’s been away for work for a while. she’s never met his friend or his new puppy, but she goes to surprise him one day and is met with a surprise herself

requested: yes

length: on the longer side

rating: PG

warnings: just a few mentions of having anxiety and being insecure

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MASTERLIST

With excitement, you call your longtime boyfriend, Charlie. You’ve just landed in LAX after being away for your job for a few weeks and you want to go see Charlie.

He doesn’t pick up the phone when you call and your happy mood sours a little it. That is, until you decide to go and surprise him at his new apartment. You’ve never surprised anyway before, especially so last minute. You tell your Uber to head to Charlie’s address, getting excited again.

The Uber driver pulls up out front of Charlie’s apartment building. You grab your things from the trunk and thank the driver. Charlie gave you his spare key before you left, and that’s what you use to get into the building.

You take the elevator up to the fourth floor. After stepping off the elevator, you smile and walk down the long hallway. Soon, you find yourself standing at the front door of Charlie’s apartment. You knock a few times then wait.

There are footsteps behind the door and you get excited again. There’s an unfamiliar voice that says, “I don’t know, dude. Hold on, I gotta get the door.” Then the door opens and you’re not met with Charlie, but a man who’s about six-foot, short black hair, and a very muscular figure. “Who are you?”

With your anxiety rising, you stammer, “I must have the, uh, wrong apartment number. I’m sorry.”

The man says, “Who are you looking for? Maybe I can help.”

“Charlie Gillespie,” you tell the man.

He says, “Oh. Oh! You must be Y/N? I’m so sorry. I didn’t recognize you. You have the right apartment number. I’m Charlie’s roommate, Finn.”

You blink, slightly confused. Since when did Charlie have a roommate? Hesitantly, you walk into the apartment and Finn shuts the door behind you. You ask, “Where is Charlie? I called him but he didn’t pick up.”

Finn plops on the couch and says, “He took Koa out for a walk. He must’ve forgotten his phone when he left. I heard it ringing in his room. That must’ve been you calling.”

You’re very excited to meet Charlie’s new puppy, Koa. Charlie has FaceTimed you and shown you Koa, but you’re excited to hold and pet Koa.

“It’s not surprising that Charlie forgot his phone,” you say. “I’m going to just go throw his stuff in his room really quick. Excuse me.” Finn nods and you walk back to Charlie’s bedroom.

You put your suitcase by his closet and your duffel bag in his bathroom. You’re going to need to stay for a few days. While you were away for work, your lease expired at your apartment and you couldn’t renew it. You were going to ask Charlie if you could stay here until you got your bearings.

The front door opens and closes. You hear Finn say, “Your girlfriend called.”

You hear Charlie say, “Crap, I forgot my phone in my room when I left.”

Footsteps make their way down the hallway and you watch Charlie appear in the doorway of his bedroom. He sees you and immediately runs over to you. Charlie pulls you into a hug and you laugh. “I missed you too, Charlie,” you say to him.

Charlie lifts you off your feet and spins you around. You squeal and wrap your arms around his neck. After a second, he puts you down and looks down at you. “When did you fly in?” he asks, moving his hands to cup your face.

“Just a little bit ago,” you say, a smile on your face. “I called you to ask if I could come over but apparently you forgot your phone.”

He laughs and presses a soft, lingering kiss to your lips. You happily sigh. You’ve missed this.

Someone knocks on the doorframe and Charlie pulls back from the soft kiss. Both of you look over to see Finn in the doorway. “I hate to break up this little reunion but that show we like to watch is on,” he says.

You look up at Charlie and ask, “What show?”

Your boyfriend looks down at you and says, “It’s just The Walking Dead. It’s a post-apocalyptic zombie show. I don’t think you’d like it since you watch Grey’s Anatomy and Disney movies,”

“Oh,” is all you say. “Um, can we talk after your show is over?”

Charlie nods and presses a kiss to your cheek before leaving the room with Finn. You hear the theme music to their show playing in the other room and you sigh.

Some conversation comes from the other room and you sit on the bed. You’re not very happy that you come back after being gone for a few weeks and he decides to go and watch a TV show than spend time with you. You’ve been counting down the days until you got to see Charlie again. Maybe that’s just the insecure girlfriend in you coming out but you wish he would spend time with you.

One of the guys yells, “Come on! Not like that!”

You look out into the living room and see Charlie with Finn on the couch, both men eating out of the bowl of popcorn on the coffee table. A little puppy with black fur is trying to jump up onto the couch next to Charlie. That must be Koa, his new puppy.

Charlie looks down and says, “Not now, Koa. Okay?”

With a pout, you walk out into the living room and sit on the floor with your legs crossed. “Koa,” you call. “Koa, come here.”

Koa looks back at you and happily trots over to you, crawling onto your lap. You smile and pick him up. “You are adorable,” you say to no one in particular. You hold him in your hand and pet him.

Finn says, “Dude, we have to watch Talking Dead after this. It’s going to be so funny.”

“Duh,” Charlie says with a laugh.

You look at Charlie and say, “We were going to talk after your show was over, Charlie.”

Charlie looks over at you with his puppy and he says, “We can talk after Talking Dead is over. It’ll be over by eleven.”

Getting slightly annoyed, you say, “I flew in from New York, which is three hours ahead of us. I’m jetlagged and have been fighting sleep while you enjoy your show because I really need to talk to you before I go to sleep. My body thinks it’s almost one in the morning and I’m exhausted. I get you watch this show with Finn, but I have been so excited to see you.”

You get up off the floor with Koa and walk into Charlie’s room, closing the door. You’re jealous that Charlie chose to spend time with Finn instead of you. You understand they’ve probably gotten close while you’ve been away but you’re his girlfriend. You were around before he probably even met Finn.

After laying on your side on the bed, Koa settles in against you, curling into a ball against your chest. You look down at the puppy and you say, “He’s mean to us, isn’t he, Koa?”

Soft snores come from Koa and you close your eyes.

It feels like you’ve only been asleep for two minutes when the door opening wakes you up. Koa’s head pops up and you see Charlie coming into the room.

“Y/N,” he says softly. Charlie closes the door and walks over to the bed. He sits next to you and you look up at him. “I’m sorry. It’s just what Finn and I do Sunday nights now. I didn’t think about how jetlagged you would be.”

You take Koa in your hands and you sit up, saying, “It’s okay. I just felt really jealous and ignored.”

Charlie rests a hand on your knee and he says, “Hey, you have nothing to worry about, Y/N. It’ll never be me choosing Finn over you, okay? Or even choosing you over him. He’s my roommate, and one of my closest friends, but you’re my girlfriend and the person I want to spend the rest of my life with. Maybe next time you can join us. I just didn’t think that you would like a show about zombies.”

A smile forms on your face and you say, “I’ll just cuddle with Koa if I get scared since you like to get into the show.”

He laughs and asks, “What did you want to talk about, by the way?”

“I need somewhere to stay,” you tell him. “My lease expired while I was away and I was evicted.”

Your boyfriend says, “You have a key already. Maybe instead of temporarily staying, you could just move in.”

You nod and say, “I’d like that.” Charlie laughs and the two of you lay together. Koa lays on Charlie’s stomach and you pet the puppy while you lay your head on his chest. You drift off to sleep in Charlie’s arms.

[aureutr]

I posted 1,782 times in 2021

233 posts created (13%)

1549 posts reblogged (87%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 6.6 posts.

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#reblog - 1500 posts

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#fanfiction meta - 136 posts

#dinluke - 125 posts

#a closed book - 117 posts

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#skydalorian - 57 posts

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Longest Tag: 123 characters

#also sure the galaxy is huge why couldn't there be a subset of humans on a random planet where they can all get knocked up?

My Top Posts in 2021

#5

From a conversation on the Dinluke discord:

The Lars farm is burned down when Luke is 14. Maybe it's the Empire, maybe it's the Hutts, maybe it's some other miscellaneous bad guy. But Luke survives and before Obi-Wan can find him he instead runs across someone else's path. The path of a no-good space pirate scoundrel who, in another timeline, was well known for trying to corrupt Force sensitive youngsters:

Hondo Ohnaka

How they end up running into each other is nebulous but Hondo offers Luke a job on his ship and Luke, not having any other prospects, accepts. Of course Hondo fully intends to double cross this farm boy the moment he gets what he needs out of him. But then it turns out that the kid is a brilliant mechanic and Hondo's ship is in rough shape. And there's just something so familiar about him. Once he actually hears his last name (Hondo has a habit of half-listening and talking over people after all), that cements it. This is his son Skywalker now and the galaxy isn't getting this one. He calls Luke by his last name almost exclusively because he misses annoying the crap out of Anakin (and Obi-Wan but though Luke knew Ben Kenobi he does not know any Obi-Wan).

They proceed to go on all sorts of space adventures. Lots of them involve Luke getting them into tight spots due to his lack of experience, Hondo getting them into tight spots due to his insistence on double crossing people, or Luke talking Hondo out of double-crossing people at the last minute. Luke gets scrappy "street" smarts and also does the Luke Skywalker classic of finding the best in people.

Now, I also think that they would eventually run into the Ghost Crew after maybe a year of traveling together. Kanan would nearly have a heart attack over A) Hondo found another Force sensitive kid B) the kid is the same age as Ezra and they are both the perfect age to feed off of each other's chaos energy and C) the kid's last name is WHAT!?

Kanan becomes Luke's Jedi master reluctantly, since he's still training Ezra, which means that Luke ends up joining the Ghost crew. And Hondo, begrudgingly, sticks around as well. Plenty more chaos to come.

Of course, the showdown with Vader goes a BIT differently when you have Hondo screaming "Ezra! Skywalker! Look out!" from the sidelines and Vader has to do a hard reboot sequence because A) is that HONDO!? B) SKYWALKER!?

This also puts Luke in Ahsoka's and Rex's paths and I am soft for anything that has them meeting. <3

Anyway this is not necessarily Skybridger but it could super easily be that too if you wanted.

210 notes • Posted 2021-09-16 20:39:11 GMT

#4

Din: Okay, pull!

Luke: *Force yeets a Stormtrooper into the air*

Din: *shoots them down* Okay, pull!

264 notes • Posted 2021-07-01 03:09:44 GMT

#3

It says “JUICY” in Aurebesh

Shamelessly traced from this:

498 notes • Posted 2021-10-18 21:27:45 GMT

#2

Han, holding up Grogu: stinky

Luke: no!! don't be mean!!!

Han, swaying him back and forth in the air: stinky bastard man

Luke: No!!!!!!!!

Din, not looking up from chopping veggies with the Darksaber: naughty boy. brat...kid

Luke, distraught: NOOOOO!!!!!!!!

587 notes • Posted 2021-06-22 01:17:36 GMT

#1

Disney: Here is a Star Wars show about a bounty hunter.

Fans: Is is Boba Fett?

Disney: It's not Boba Fett. Anyway he's a Mandalorian and he never takes off his helmet and he's a no-nonsense bad boy. EXCEPT ALSO

Fans: :O!

Disney: He's got a secret heart of gold and cares for a child. He also helps out people beyond just what the job calls for.

Fans: He's like inverted Luke Skywalker!

Disney: Yeah, exactly! And they get to meet for a couple of minutes, too. Anyway, he--

Fans: And then they kiss!

Disney: What? No--

Fans: And they are the only ones who can really understand each other because of their similar traumas and need to take care of others. And the Mandalorian hasn't been touched by someone in so long because of his armor and Luke is the perfect person to break him out of his shell.

Disney: Wait--

Fans: And they raise their strange green gremlin son together and go on more space adventures as they heal each other and care for each other and talk about their feelings and live happily ever after and...

1961 notes • Posted 2021-05-04 15:34:32 GMT

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[residentanchor-writes]

Downside Ch. 1

Note: This was originally posted on Robindraw’s AO3. I edited the first chapter and wrote chapter 2 and now wish to finish the rest of the story based on Robin’s notes. This is not my story, it’s HERS. I just have the notes and the story and am writing it. This was before Janus’ name reveal so I’m keeping it Clyde for the story for now. 

There is also an animatic Robin made of this AU you can watch

here.  Summary: 

Clyde (Deceit) was a relatively normal teen who lived with his parents and his brother until he discovered that he has powers, but they have a price.... You can read here how Deceit became one of the most dangerous people on the planet, ....but could there be people who can stop him? And what does his family think?

Oh crap... One on the face again? And you can see it more than the others too. How many does he have now? 15… 16 maybe? At least most of them can be covered with a shirt, but the ones on the face? Those could become a real problem.

But he had to use it. If Ms. Mayer knew he was the one who took the money out of the register? She would have fired him and he needs the money too much for that to happen.

Clyde stood in front of his whole body mirror. He was wearing an old Disney shirt of his, which he would never admit to anyone he still had, but he just couldn't let it go. Used socks and T-shirts were spread around his relatively dimly lit room, still lying in the same position he had thrown them there from the days before. The sound of a terrarium, with his favorite little snek buddy Terrence in it, filled the thick air, breaking the silence.

The 17-year-old looked at his face in the mirror with a disgruntled frown. He had to figure out a way to hide them somehow. Not that they didn't look cool but other people would start to ask questions that he can't even answer himself.

A sudden knock on his door threw him out of his thoughts. Without waiting for an answer, his little brother stormed into his mess of a room.

“Dinner's ready!’’

He turned out of reflex towards the sound but remembered quickly why that would be a terrible idea. He ducked his head down quickly so that his bangs would cover a little of his face and got down on his knees, pretending as if he was cleaning his socks off of the floor. But it was no use. The curious kid had already had a glimpse of what he was trying to hide.

“What's that on your face?”

“For f**ks sake, Virgil, if you don't want your head ripped off you better stop storming into my room like that.”

It threw him off a little that it was already time for dinner. His parents were apparently home early today, great.

While he was throwing socks under his bed, the 10-year-old approached him.

“What? Do you care about me seeing your dirty socks all of a sudden? That’s a first. But seriously I think you have, like, dirt on your cheek or something.”

Bending down, Virgil tried to get a glimpse of his brother’s face but he kept turning more and more to the side so he couldn't see.

Suddenly a sock went soaring and made a landing right on Virgil’s face. He stumbled back a little and ripped the stinking object off while his brother stood up from the ground.

“Ewww, gross! You’re disgusting!”

“And you're a pussy.”

They taller boy tried to go around the right side of the smaller boy while having his head turned so that Virgil couldn't see the three scales on his left cheek, but was stopped by a hand gripping his arm and attempting to pull him back.

“Look at me!”

“Let go or I'll make you.”

“Not until you show me! I wanna see!”

Getting irritated with him he barked out an “Okay!” before he turned his head. The side of his face he was trying to keep hidden was in full view of his little annoyance who still clung to his right arm.

Virgil's eyes widened in shock.

“Woooah. Are those scales?! That looks so cool! Are they real?”

Clyde's face showed maybe a second of surprise on his face but masked it quickly with a confident grin.

“Are they real? Of course not. This is my Halloween costume. Well, an idea for it.”

Virgil's furrowed his eyebrows.

“You're lying.”

“Wha- Me? Never!”

He got down to his younger brothers eye-level.

“Virgil, I would never ever lie to you, little brother.”

Virgil rolled his eyes.

“That's a gigantic lie. You told me yesterday that you didn't eat my pudding, even though you were still holding it!” Clyde couldn't help but chuckle a little at that memory. “So just tell me the truth. I know when you're lying.”

Clyde's face darkened a little, his smile fluttering. He was thinking about using his powers on his brother but considering that using his powers caused this dilemma in the first place... he chose to tell the truth.

“I- ok, you have to swear to not to tell our parents or I will rip you into pieces.” Virgil straightened his back and stared wistfully into his brother's eyes. “I have these scales because of my superpowers.”

The smaller boy's shoulders went down, disbelief and disappointment in his eyes.

“You still pretend like I'm an idiot. You, brother, you're an ass.”

With these words he left out of the door, leaving a smirking Clyde behind.

Sometimes the truth is the best lie to hide behind.

The young man got up and his eyes fell again to his mirror. Through it, he could see the terrarium with his snake resting inside. He turned and walked around his bed. He looked into the glass box, to see a curled up Terrence on a stick with his beautiful light yellow scales.

He had a soft smile on his face before he shuddered and his eyes showed maybe something akin to… worry.

Maybe he shouldn't use his powers as much anymore. What if he-

No. No, no, why was he afraid? It's not like that's ever going to happen.

[popculturebuffet]

House of Mouse Reviews: House Ghosts: I Pity the Fool Who Doesn't Like.. He (Commissioned by WeirdKev27)

Happy halloween all you happy people! It’s the spooky season and while i’m knee deep in the evil dead,I still got time for some other spooky stuff along the way. And today we’re looking at one of the three House of Mouse Halloween Specials. Though unlike most months we’re doing things a bit diffrently: Normally, Kev, my finacial backer, usually uses patreon for these episodes. But since he wanted to save it for Mickey’s House of Villians, he’s paying for them himself. This means...

In terms of review quality, pace or any of that, I just felt it worth mentioning at least once. 

Speaking of worth mentioning for some reason the copy of this episode I found online was squished into a small aspect ratio. I had to double up on photos because the screencaps I took were so small they didn’t fill the tumblr screen.  Gee it’s almost like Disney should have HD copies on say a streaming service that has a two year anniversary coming up so we don’t have this problem nor have to go to unoffical sources to watch the show. WHAT A CONCEPT. 

But while the aspect ratio was screwed up was the episode? Join me under the cut and find out. 

House Ghosts:

It’s HALLOWEEEEENNN at the house of mouse and Mickey’s dressed up like a dracula, readying the house for their halloween festivties including a costume contest, which includes Timon and Pumbaa dressing up like Donald and Mickey, the closest Disney has ever gotten to justifying this tweet. 

Donald wants to win and thus has a runner going to the mirror from Snow White to ask if his costume is good. It’s fun enough with him dressing as Woody, Buzz and Flick. The resolution is also mildly hilarious as it turns out Minnie was just roasting him this whole time, and really liked his costumes. I don’t know why I just get a kick out of minnie being a bit of a dick. 

There’s honestly not a lot of plot with this one, as it’s mostly an excuse for gags, but given the gags are very funny that’s okay. The most of a plot we get is Pete, who , mad people aren’t accepting him going around in his underwear as a costume and are instead doing this...

Just like his ex wife, he unleashes the hitchiking ghosts from the haunted mansion, who do their little ditty , scaring the crap out of him with nods to the ride I don’t get because I never went on it when I went to disneyland. Still it’s a heck of a number and just because I don’t know the ride, dosen’t mean I didn’t throughly enjoy the song or don’t recognize that it slaps. It slappy slaps

..... okay so it's not my best writing. But your not R.L. Stine’s best writing either you half hearted chucky knock off so there. 

Donald, told by Minnie his costume’s good tries to enter but since the ghosts interrupted the contest that’s not happening, Donald gets spooked, and that’s pretty much the segment. 

There is one bit though that hangs loose from the plot that’s so gloriously batshit I have to comment on it. For some reason Mickey decides to air the screen tests Hades did before he got his roll in Hercules. Which means Hades in a sci fi flick, his own sitcom where he does a murder on a kid and my favorite, him teaming up with 80′s icon mr. t for the hades team. 

The bit itself is just glorious with Mr. T making a crack about pitying fools with flames for hair and giving Hades just.. the biggest shit eating grin imaginable. I want a Disney+ Spinoff about these two yesterday, can you imagine the buddy cop shenanigans? Hades setting people on fire, Mr. T pitying fools, both of them riding jetskis directly at Poseidon. I’m just saying. Also it is the real Mr.T as himself, who showed up for exactly two lines for this very stupid gag which I can respect.

Overall a very good wraparound, not a lot of structure but the gang simply having halloween shenanigans, I didn’t even get to Daisy’s half assed costume of just mickey mouse ears or her hitting on the seven dwarves, is enough to drive the wraparound. Sometimes all you need is a good premise and the rest writes itself. Like that Hades and Mr. T spinoff. Seriously imagine Mr. T giving Hades and his wife Persephone marriage counseling.  If you woudln’t watch that, maybe your on the wrong blog.. or maybe i’m just kind of nuts and your perfectly fine. 

Onto the shorts:

Hansel and Gretel: 

A retelling of Hansel and Gretel with Mickey and Minnie....because making your offical couple brother and sister has never worked out poorly right Star Wars? 

Incest jokes aside, the short is awesome. Set to Danse Macabe it’s a fun retelling that follows all the beats you’d expect.. up until the oven where our heroes not only fall in themselves but have to fight the witch whose become some sort of fire elemental. It’s a damn cool climax. It’s worth a good watch and was likely picked for one of the halloween episodes because i’ts mildly spooky.  I don’t have a lot else to say really so enjoy this song from our musical guest.  Take it away Mr. T!

There is SO much to unpack here I don’t have time to unpack, from the fact his only complaint seems to be 

To the chorus of Moms he seemed to summon on command, to him talking about the pain he gave her in child birth.. actually that’s all I had to unpack. Guess I did have time for it. 

Pluto Fetches the Paper: UFO So normally from these Pluto fetches a paper bit I woudln’t have much to say. Pluto goes for the paper, shenanigans ensue. This time the shenanigans are MICKEY’S DOG PLUTO GETS ABUDCTED AND EXPERIMENTED ON BY ALIENS. 

Yes this actually happened. Pluto gets turned into various things from a paper and pin signing a contract to some sort of stegasaurs inflating dog monster. It’s utterly surreal and thus it’s probably the best Pluto short i’ve seen. The ending is even better. 

Mickey: took you a while pal. Any trouble? Pluto: I have seen horrors you cannot fathom.... things that cannot be unseen I have seen stars beyond measure and the sight of the earth in orbit. I have been to the inky black of space and surivived. I will never be the same. I am more than dog, more than mouse, I am.. god.  Mickey:... so yes then?

You know if more Pluto shorts dabbled in exestinal dread, i’d actually watch them without being paid to. 

How to Haunt A House: At this point it’s well documented how much I love these How To Shorts.  I love the snooty narrator, Goofy’s hyjinks... but this one may be my faviorite period. It’s just that good. The concept is clever, Goofy is killed for the short (The narrator even assuring him he’ll be fine after , having him killed JUST to make this short possible, giving him horrifying powers best not pondered. 

There’s just.. nothing but net here, as Goofy picks a house, picks a victim dating game style, of all refrences, and chooses Donald. Slash shippers, there’s your material. Get after it. And then proceeds to try and fail to haunt him , ending up getting Donald killed when he reveals himself, scarring the guy. So yeah that’s TWO beloved icons murdered for the sake of a joke and i’m here for it. This short is just amazing, It’s on youtube and i’m only being so breif because I feel it’s best experinced for yourself. it’s that funny, clever, and just plain fun. While combining my two faviorites of the sensational six plus pluto was guarnateed to make me love this, injecting Donald into the cartoon itself is clever, giving this short a feel the other How To’s don’t by pariing up this classic duo. It’s a great short and I highly recommend it. 

So while the Aspect Ratio on my copy sucked, this episode slaps and I highly reocmmend seeing it out. Easily one of the best HOM episodes i’ve encoutnered: Fun shorts, a great halloween feel, and some clever gags have earned it that designation. See you for Hades date in a few weeks and thanks for reading. 

[shortprince-cos]

The Woes Of An Emo

Summary: Tune in this week for Virgil thinking this is all a coincidence! And some Logicality pining. As a treat.

Warnings: Swearing, not having much money(?). I think thats about it? Tell me if I need to add anything else!

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Thanks to @irritating-lady-knight for beta reading this for me!!!

Chapter 5: Maybe This Is Fine?

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Princey's date was called off?! How?! Who on earth wouldn't like him?! Virgil was furious, who the f**k says that they don't like someone until after they accept the date?!

...wait.

Virgil was such a hypocrite.

onthevirgeofananxietyattack: what?! What happened?! Who do i need to murder

princeofyourdreams: no one, im fine. he was just too nervous to say anything

Virgil wished he didn't relate so much to mystery guy, then maybe he would want to punch him.

onthevirgeofananxietyattack: well, are u ok?

princeofyourdreams: of course i am! I can conquer any challenge! Dont worry about me!

onthevirgeofananxietyattack: are u sure?

princeofyourdreams: seriously, anxiety, im ok. One disinterested boy isnt going to ruin me.

onthevirgeofananxietyattack: ok, good. Hes obviously not good enough for you anyway

princeofyourdreams: shut up haha

Well, Princey seemed to be doing ok. And maybe Virgil was a tad more excited then he should be, but can you blame him? He's had a crush on Princey for a year, and he might actually have a chance now!

Well, as much of a chance you could have when you've never even seen each other.

Now all Virgil had to do was go on this not-a-date date and live. Yay.

---

"Ok, now if you run out of money, ask him to pay for you."

"Dad!" Virgil scolded. "I'm not going to leech off my friends!"

Remy just chuckled. "C'mon Virge, live a little! It's not everyday you actually step outside. With a couple of boys no less."

Virgil turned red. "It's a friend date, Dad." He grumbled.

Remy turned to where Virgil was in the passenger seat and tilted down his shades to look him in the eyes. "Sure it is."

Virgil grumbled something as Remy pulled the car in front of the mall. "Here's your stop, babe."

Virgil rolled his eyes as his mouth betrayed him by smiling. "Whatever, I'll see you later."

"Love you." Remy added while Virgil stepped out of the car.

"Love you too, Dad."

Virgil eventually made his way over to the food court, where everyone was meeting.

Virgil was also questioning why he suggested this hang-out anyway. It was going to be so awkward! How was he going to have a good time with the guy he rejected, a nerd who could probably kill him, and a "friend" he only started talking to two days ago?

Why did he do this?

"Viiiiiirrrrrrrgiiiiiiiiiilllllllll!!!!!" Patton was suddenly running towards where Virgil was standing in the food court.

"Uh- wait-" Virgil got trapped in a bear hug (how? Patton is so small!) as soon as Patton reached him.

"Patton, try not to kill the poor fellow." Roman chuckled as he walked up to the trap that Virgil was caught in.

Patton eventually let Virgil breathe as he let go. "Sorry! I just got excited! I don't normally go many places!" He exclaimed.

"Well, we'll have to take you to more places then, Patton." Logan smirked as he approached the small group.

Roman chuckled again as Patton blushed and silently thanked him. "Well then!" Roman announced. "Where shall we go first?"

"Hot To-"

"No, Pumpkin King, we're not going to Hot Topic." Roman immediately interrupted.

"Then why did I even come?" Virgil whined playfully.

"C'mon, Roman! Hot Topic does have some really good Disney stuff~" Patton pushed in a teasing tone.

Roman let out a long, exaggerated groan. "Fiiiiiinnnnnneeeee. We can go."

"Yes!"

"Yay!"

"Satisfactory."

"Wow. Y'all are a bunch of nerds." Said Roman.

"Says the guy who cried when they changed Mickey Mouse's art style." Logan shot back.

"ListEN IT LOOKS LIKE ABSOLUTE CRAP AND ISN'T TRUE TO THE ORIGINAL!"

"Roman, please, I don't want to spend twenty minutes talking about-"

Roman quickly pulled out his phone and displayed two Mickey Mouse pictures with different art styles. "Look, Logan. Look at how they massacred my boy."

---

And after that debate, they made their way to the dark and ridiculously edgy Hot Topic, unfortunately located next to the very bright and pink Justice store.

"I must go, my people need me." Virgil joked as he walked through the doorway.

"Of course this is where your people are, where else could you find the emos?" Roman rolled his eyes playfully.

"Oh, do you know people here, Virgil?" Logan asked innocently, clearly not understanding the joke.

"No- it's- it's a meme."

"Don't even try, Angstintator, no one could ever teach Logan the way of memes." Roman announced, slowly drifting towards the Disney section.

"Well, they are nonsensical. They make zero sense most of the time!" Logan defended.

Patton suddenly gasped like a little kid in a candy store. "Vi, Ro, Lo, look!!!!!!"

They all looked to where Patton was pointing, and saw it.

They holy grail of cute things. Something that could almost (almost) rival Patton himself.

A Pusheen plush that was holding a cookie. It was beautiful (to Patton at least).

Patton squealed and grabbed the closest person (which happened to be Logan) and held his hand while dragging him towards the plush in excitement.

Logan immediately flushed and trailed after Patton helplessly.

Roman chuckled at that and returned to looking at the Disney merchandise, while Virgil made his way over to the band t-shirts.

"Look!!! Look at it!!!! It's so cuuuutttteeee!!!!!!" Patton fawned. He checked the tag for the price and immediately frowned. "Shoot..." He mumbled under his breath.

"What's wrong?" Logan asked, then checked the price. $39.98. Not too expensive, but expensive enough to be a pain.

"Ah. Not bring enough money?" Patton slowly nodded at the question, looking...guilty? Or maybe disappointed? Logan didn't really know, only that it was making Patton upset.

Logan frowned at that. Someone as bright and kind as Patton shouldn't be unhappy! Patton deserved to be happy at least 100% of the time, Logan thought.

"Logan!!! Come here!!! Look at this!" Roman called from behind a shelf somewhere, knocking Logan out of his thoughts.

"Uh- excuse me for a second Patton." Patton nodded with a small (was it sad, too?) smile as Logan went to find Roman.

Roman was located behind a shelf filled with more Disney merchandise. "What, Roman? I was kind of busy." He asked, clearly annoyed.

"Yeah, busy failing at wooing him." Roman rolled his eyes and scoffed. "Seriously Logan, how could you be so dense?"

"Do you want me to provide a list of examples and events that you were being 'dense' at?"

Roman simply groaned. "C'mon Logan, think for a second! Patton doesn't have enough money for the plush that makes him smile. A smile which you love seeing. Therefore, what do you do with that fat wallet of yours?"

It suddenly clicked in Logan's head. "Oh. Oh! Do you think he'll be happy about it?"

"Of course he will! He'll adore you!" Roman pushed Logan out from behind the shelf. "Now go gettem!"

Meanwhile, Patton was talking with Virgil.

"Hey, Virge! Did you find anything?"

All Virgil had to do to answer the question was look at Patton with the pile of shirts in his arms.

"Uh. Yeah." Virgil replied, thinking of how embarrassing this was.

Patton giggled a bit. "Do you need help carrying that?"

"Please." Virgil sighed.

Patton took some of the shirts and other clothing items (were those fishnets?!) out of Virgil's hands.

"So, are you doing ok?" Patton asked.

"O-oh. Yeah, I'm ok. I'm just worried about...if Roman is. Like, what if he's mad at me? I bet thats what he and Logan are talking about right now-"

"Slow down, Virgil." Patton interrupted. "I'm sure they aren't, and I really doubt that Roman's mad at you. If he was mad, he seems like the type to show it."

"That's...probably right." Virgil mumbled.

"Just calm down a bit, and have some fun! You are having fun, aren't you?"

Virgil smiled lightly. "Yeah. I am."

Patton smiled too. "Then let's go have more fun!"

And with that, Patton grabbed Virgil's hand and dragged him to the next shelf, looking through more cute things.

~~~~~

{Next}

Dear all of the people who thought Virgil would figure it out this chapter,

HA! Y'all thought WRONG! Virgil and Roman share the same brain cell, but neither of them use it!

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Reblogs are appreciated!💖

[pagingevilspawn]

Would you please write a fic about alex behaviour with children like the way he comforts them or help them through?

heart of gold

hey there! i’m not gonna lie when i say that this prompt took me forever to figure out, but when i did i was super excited! 

this is mainly Alex centric with a bit of jolex added in (obviously). i hope you like it!

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Of all people to notice Alex Karev’s strange ability to work well with children first, no one would’ve expected it to be Cristina Yang. 

It was fairly early in their intern year, and both she and Karev were on the pediatrics rotation with Dr. Keith, someone who they could both agree was an arrogant son of a bitch that thought way too highly of himself for his own good. 

They’d been trailing behind him like lost puppies all day, listening to him go on and on while he talked to the patient’s families, not even bothering to ask his interns any questions. He always thought that interns were a waste of time and space. He’s much rather have at least a third year resident on his service, but no such luck. They felt like crap and both wanted to kick the guy in the ass, but knew that the only thing that would do is get them knocked out of the program. 

Six hours into their shift, the two were about to head to the cafeteria for a much desired lunch break when their pagers rang out, loud groans escaping their mouths at the noise they had come to detest the last couple of weeks. 

All Alex really wanted was a slice of the hospital’s pizza. Granted, the crust tasted like cardboard, the cheese was old, and the sauce had no flavor, but he was craving it like crazy. He hadn’t gone out for groceries recently, so the only thing that was stocked in the shelves of his small apartment was cereal, some oatmeal, and off brand, nearly expired crackers that he had since he finished med school a couple of months ago. He had --for some unknown reason-- shoved them into a backpack that had made it with him as he traveled from Iowa to Washington, completely untouched. 

With a huff he turns on his heel and makes his way to the pit where he was being paged, purposefully avoiding eye contact with the nurse he disrespected on his first day, along with the ones he’d slept with and hadn’t called back. He had a pretty large list of nurses who didn’t like him, and he didn’t feel like making that list any longer. Not today, at least. 

Keith instructed him to go cast an arm for the seven year old in bed six, while Yang was told to go stitch up the cut on the little girl in bed two. 

When Alex was done he passed by Yang’s area, watching as she was trying to calm down the little girl who couldn’t be more than five. The girl had tears streaming down her face and was nuzzled into the mom’s chest. The mother was glaring at the female doctor, who was saying something Alex could make out as “it’s not even scary, it’s just a needle.” 

All he really wanted to do was get that damn pizza slice, and he had every intention of doing so, but seeing Yang be absolutely hopeless at getting anywhere with the little girl, he felt a bit of sympathy-- not for his fellow intern, but for the kid. 

With a sigh he strides over to the bed, watching as the raven head’s mouth opens to speak, cutting her off immediately. “Let me handle this.” he says, reaching to grab the needle from her head. 

Cristina glares at him, her expression turning into one of disgust. No way was she going to let Evil Spawn steal her patient, no matter how much she wished she’d be doing anything else. 

“Karev-”

“--Yang!” he cuts her off sharply, plucking the needle from her hand and bumping her out of the way. Not the nicest thing to do, but she was practically terrifying the little girl. There was no way she would trust the doctor now. 

His coworker scoffs, huffing a ‘fine’ before she goes to stand back and watch the scene, more than eager to watch the man fail. What good could he do? The girl was crying the second she had taken the disinfectant out. 

Alex pulls up a chair, grabbing the attention of the little girl, who looks up from her mother’s chest for a second, only to dive back in right after. 

“Hey kid, my name’s Doctor Karev. You mind telling me your’s?” he asks gently, slipping on a pair of gloves and flashing a signature crooked grin. 

The girl makes eye contact warily, slightly unlatching from her mom's tight hold at the sight of the man’s smile. The other doctor looked super serious, it was kind of scary. 

“Piper.” she answers, wiping the tears from under her eyes, the mom flashing him a grateful smile. 

“Hey Piper.” he grins. “I see you got hurt up there. What happened?” he wettens the pad with disinfectant, keeping his eyes on the little blonde, knowing it would mean less questions if she was focused on his face. 

“I was jumping on the couch and then I fell and hit the table.” she explains, Alex inspecting the cut to see if her story was reliable. He knew firsthand what it was like to come up with excuses for the bruises on your face, and wanted to make sure that she wasn’t just trying to cover up for something else that happened. 

Luckily, the combination of the authenticity of the bruise and the level of trust the daughter had in her mom let him know that she really did do what she said. He knew at some point he was gonna need to not assume the worst in every parent that came in with an injured kid, but the wound was still fresh for him, and it would take some time to heal-- a long time.

“Well then Piper, I’m gonna need to clean your cut, but it’s gonna sting a bit. Is that okay?” he asks her, her green eyes widening, but eventually nodding. The doctor seemed nice enough. 

He cleans the wound, turning back at the girl when he pulls out a needle, watching as her face begins to look panicked. “Hey, it’s okay.” he reassures her. His eyes dart around, noticing a backpack that sat in the corner, decorated with a multitude of princesses. 

“Who’s your favorite princess?” he asks her, drawing Piper’s attention away from the scary needle in his hands. 

“Belle.” she answers, a small smile making its way to her face. She loved talking about the princess’s and would chatter on about them anytime, any day, anywhere.  

Alex smirks, letting out a sigh of relief. He knew all about Belle, since it was Amber’s all time favorite Disney movie. He’d seen it more time than he’d like to admit, and practically had the whole film memorized since he was fourteen.

“I like Belle too. She’s super brave huh? Never afraid of the Beast or anything.” he gives her a smile, watching as Piper’s face lights up, a wide, toothless smile splayed on her lips. 

“Yeah! She’s so cool! She never lets the beast tell her what to do!” she exclaims, making Alex chuckle. She reminded Alex a lot of his little sister, with her dirty blonde hair, green eyes, and passion for princesses. 

“Okay, well, right now I’m gonna need you to be super brave like Belle alright? And sit really really still, like she does when she reads a book. Can you do that for me Piper?” he smirks mischievously. 

The little girl grins. She always wanted to be like her favorite princess, so she definitely wouldn’t pass up an opportunity to act like one. She already practiced around the house, so she was definitely going to practice in front of the nice doctor who looked like Prince Philip.  

Cristina stood frozenly in the background, mouth opened so wide it could catch flies. Who knew Karev was so good with kids? She sure as hell didn’t.  

She watches as he stitches up the cut, saying some reassuring words every time the girl flinches or squeezes her eyes shut. It was about twenty minutes later when he finished, Yang still standing there in shock. She sees him dress the wound, getting up from his chair and say, “All done. You did awesome Piper, but no more jumping on the couch, alright?” which earns him a nod. He flashes a friendly wink to the mom, who blushes as he walks away, forgetting entirely about Yang’s presence as he makes his way to the cafeteria to finally get his hands on the pizza slice he’s been drooling about for hours.

Maybe Evil Spawn wasn’t so evil after all. 

~*~

Miranda Bailey was exhausted. Between Tuck and trying to begin a pediatric fellowship, all she wanted to do was lie down and sleep for god knows long. Tucker being difficult about their shared custody schedule seemed to only add to her fatigue and she swore on her life that she could crash on the nearest gurney and not wake up for three days straight. 

It was with a heavy sigh she begrudgingly made her way back down to the NICU, remembering that she had left Karev there the day before after administering the kangaroo hold. She knew that by now he had probably dispersed, but she felt like checking on the little baby herself, just to make sure that the preemie was doing okay.

When she arrived at the NICU doors she could see a few faces that she recognized standing outside the window, talking in hushed conversations as they stared at the scene in front of them with imploring eyes, that is, until the one she knew as Reed rushed away-- a friend at her side, finishing their conversation quickly. 

Miranda shakes her head. Though she had softened over the years, everyone still feared the inner ‘Nazi’ that came out from time to time. When she finishes gowning herself she makes her way into the room, stopping in front of the shirtless, sleeping figure on a chair. Surprised was the only word she was able to come up with, though it seemed like an understatement of the century. Alex Karev was sitting there, with a sleeping baby curled contently against his chest, her tiny breaths in sync with the man who was holding her. 

She shakes her head, stopping a few feet from where the man sat. “Karev?” she says, making him open his groggy eyes, blinking as he does so to look around for the source of the noise, relaxing when he knows that no monitors are going off and the baby on his chest is still very much alive. 

“Did you stay here all night?” she asks softly, watching as he looks out the window to see that it was in fact daytime, not evening like it was before he’d fallen asleep.

He takes another look at the baby in his arms, “Um, yeah. I… I guess I did.” he trails off, his voice rough since he barely was awake.  

“Go home, get some rest. The nurse will take over for you.” Miranda scolds. These interns (who were now residents) were like her children, her babies, and as much as the sight warmed her heart, she needed her babies to be well rested. She couldn’t have them falling asleep in the middle of surgery. 

He unintentionally pulls the tiny bundle of pink a bit closer, “No. Uh, I- I’m okay. I’m… good here.” 

She lets out a small, barely there laugh, but not at him. She’d seen the soft side of Alex Karev, but it was few and far between. Everyone knew that the rough exterior he put up was just to stop himself from getting hurt, but this… this side was new. She had never seen him more vulnerable than he was right now, the baby sleeping so soundly on his chest that it seemed like no amount of noise could disturb her. 

“Well, you'd be good in Peds, you know that?” she flicks her gaze from him to the baby. “You get invested. You have good instincts. You stick to your instincts,” she continues, Alex looking down at the child, making some kind of face she wouldn’t know how to describe. 

“You’d be good in Peds, Karev.” she walks away, leaving Alex alone with his thoughts. 

Maybe, just maybe, kids would be the one thing that would allow Karev to show everyone who he really was. 

~*~         

Alex Karev had sort of snuck up on Arizona Robbins. When he said that he was interested in Peds, she truly thought that he was joking, just trying to say something to either get a laugh out of her or annoy her. 

She didn’t know much about Karev, all she really knew was what she had heard from the nurses gossiping loudly at their stations, and the occasional input from Callie here and there. All she really knew was that he had been married to Stevens, who had cancer, then they later got divorced, and before he was married he had earned himself quite a bit of a ‘man-whore’ reputation, nearly as bad as Mark’s. 

Arizona was weary about Karev, so imagine her surprise when she saw his face light up as a kid called him Doctor Alex for the first time. 

The first time she’d ever had the young man on her service she knew that he was cold, arrogant, and a bit too cocky for his own good. He was overall an asshole, and to say Robbins wasn’t happy to have him on her service was an understatement. Bailey had said something to her recently about Karev, but that didn’t lessen her lack of enjoyment about his upcoming arrival on her floor. 

When the man did arrive, he was seven minutes late for rounds, dumping an empty cup of hospital bought coffee in the nearest trash can. He flashed her a crooked grin, apologizing for his tardiness, but not explaining why.

Arizona sighed, rolling her eyes discreetly. She wasn’t normally a strict teacher, but one thing she didn’t like was when her residents were late. The lives of tiny humans were in their hands, no second could be wasted-- much less seven minutes.

“Welcome to peds Doctor Karev…” She starts off, telling him about how pediatrics wasn’t wiping kid’s noses and cuddly bunnies all day long. Peds was hardcore, only for the elite. 

She stops outside room 414, turning back to Karev and giving him as stern of a glare as she could muster. “Remember Karev, smile, engage. These are kids we’re talking about here.” 

Alex rolls his eyes. He knew he wasn’t the nicest guy. He was an ass, a douche, and definitely not the man most women would be proud to take home to their parents. But if there was one thing he did know, it was kids. He practically raised one for god’s sake.  

“Got it Robbins.” he huffs, fixing his posture as the two walk into the room, where a little boy sat on his bed, playing with his colorful toys that sat on his lap, anxious parents sitting in chairs beside him. 

Arizona flashes a grin to the family, directing her attention back to the boy. “Hi Nico, how are we doing today?” 

Nico shrugs, mustering a half-hearted smile. “I’m okay.” he answers, more focused on his toys than the doctors in the room.

“Well that’s good,” she jots something down on her chart. “This is Dr. Alex. He’s gonna be another one of your doctors, okay Nico?” 

“Doctor Alex?” the boy confirms, making Arizona look up from her chart and Alex look back at the boy. 

She saw it then. The way his eyes lit up at the name, how a crooked grin unconsciously made its way to his lips. He had it. The peds glow. 

“Hey dude.” Alex smirks, trying to hide is bubbling excitement. He liked that name, ‘Doctor Alex’. It was different from Karev. It was lighter, easier, it sounded right. Doctor Karev was too… but Doctor Alex? Doctor Alex sounded pretty great. 

Arizona bites her lip as she watches her resident and the patient interact, trying to keep her smile at bay. 

There it is. There’s the real Alex Karev. 

~*~ 

Jo Wilson sat in the intern’s locker room, knotting up the ties of her scrub pants as she listened to the chief resident rattle of names of who the intern’s were with that day. She was more than thankful for a new service, since Medusa was downright terrifying, but she was really hoping that she wouldn’t be assigned to-

“--Wilson you’re with Doctor Karev on Peds.”

Shit. 

She was sure Karev was a great doctor, I mean, he wouldn’t be here-- at one of the best hospitals in the world-- if he sucked. 

But she’d already heard enough about Karev to say that she didn’t like him, not one bit. So far she’d witnessed Leah crying into her locker about why he wouldn’t answer her calls, nurses complain to each other about why he hadn’t texted, and other interns chattering at bars about why he acted like he didn’t know them when they saw each other again.

In conclusion, he was a grade-A jackass who slept with any female that had two legs, and she was certainly not going to be the next one on his (extensive) list of conquests. No sir-ee. 

With a huff she ties her hair back, giving Stephanie a deadpan look after she whispers a “Good luck. Make sure not to sleep with him.” 

There was no way she would be sleeping with Karev, not in a million years. She had heard so much from others that she could already paint a picture-

Ew, no. That’s gross. 

Either way, there was nothing he could ever say to make her fall in bed with him. Nothing at all. 

…

She was exhausted. Karev was an ass. An ass who didn’t hate her, but was still an insufferable asshole. Jo stood at the nurses station, leaning over the counter as she filled out her charts, scribbling down her notes angrily. He made her angry. 

Though she had to admit, seeing him all freaked out over her (fake) crying was pretty hilarious. 

“--Wilson!” she hears her name being called by her asshole of a superior. She turns around, plastering such a faux smile on her face that she felt nauseated just knowing that it was there. 

She’s about to respond when Doctor Grey comes running up to him, shoving a toddler in his arms, taking him by surprise. 

“Alex. I need you to watch her.” the blonde pleads, making him scrunch his eyebrows. 

“Mer I-” 

“Please.” Meredith begs, Alex giving her a crooked grin as he takes ahold of his niece. If there was one thing that could make Alex Karev smile without even trying, it was Zola Grey Shepherd, a two and a half year old little fireball.  

A large grin comes across the little girl’s face as she looks at the man in front of her. “Unca Lex!” she exclaims, clasping her tiny hand on the side of his face. 

“Hi Ms. Zozo,” he smiles, Jo not even noticing how the corner’s of her mouth quirked up at the sight. This was not the Doctor Karev she’d been with these past few hours, this was someone completely new. This was… Alex? 

Meredith sighs. “I have on OB appointment, and normally we’d take her, but she’s just been so fussy lately, and when I tried to take her to daycare she threw a fit-”

Alex cuts her off, “Mer, it's fine. I got her.” he reassures her, pretending to bite the little girl’s finger as it came close to his face, causing her to let out a loud squeal. 

“Okay but-”

He rolls his eyes at the blonde, “Mer, go. She’ll be completely fine.” he smirks. “We all know that she likes me better than you and Shep combined so…” 

Meredith hits him on the shoulder before she turns and waddles down the hall, leaving Alex with a toddler in his arms that was giggling as he tickled her, and an intern who wasn’t quite sure what she was seeing in front of her. 

It was obvious that he had some skills with children, he was a pediatric surgeon for crying out loud. But nobody told her he was this good with kids.She watched as a large smile came across his face, a laugh escaping his mouth at Zola’s squeals and giggles. 

Maybe Alex Karev wasn’t as much of an asshole that she thought he was. 

~*~ 

Nothing was more perfect to him than the sight in front of him. 

Never in a million years did he ever think that he would get to where he was now. 

Alex sat next to his wife as they stared down at the little baby on her chest, her pink cheeks puffed up while her eyes were tightly squeezed closed as she tried to sleep. She was so perfect. So, so perfect.  

A daughter. 

He had a daughter. 

A little bundle of pink that weighed a whole six pounds, seven ounces. Yet somehow, she had managed to take his heart out of his chest and hold it in her tiny, tiny palm. 

Nothing could’ve prepared him for how much he already loved his little girl. He’d heard about it, read about it. He’d been in the room when parents met their child for the first time. But this? This was a whole new level of love, something he wasn’t prepared for in the slightest. 

He watched as Jo ran her thumb delicately over the baby girl’s cheeks, tears streaming down Jo’s face. It had been all of two minutes since they welcomed their daughter into the world and she hadn’t stopped crying since. 

Although he wasn’t crying, his throat was built up as he stared at his perfect little girl. A full head of wavy light brown hair sat on top of her head, her rosy lips pouted as she nestled closer to her mother’s chest. 

Perfect. 

That’s the only word that could describe the tiny figure that laid before him.

He rubs his pinky finger over her little fist, watching as it unfolds and grabs it with all of her strength. 

He can feel his heart physically clench, never before had something felt as right as feeling his little girl’s palm around his finger. 

Alex grins, placing a small kiss on the top of Jo’s head, a silent way of saying so many different things at once. 

Thank you. 

You did so well. 

You’re so strong. 

She’s so perfect. 

I love you.

Thank you for marrying me.

Thank you for loving me. 

Thank you for everything.  

Thank you.

Jo readjusts the baby on her chest, bringing her up higher for them to see. 

She lets out a watery smile, her bottom lips trembling as she stares at the tiny girl that she would do anything for. “Hi sweet girl.” she whispers, not even bothering to wipe the water droplets that cascaded down her cheeks. 

Alex lets out a crooked grin, a small laugh escaping his throat in disbelief. This perfect creation was his daughter. How was that even possible?  

“Welcome to the world Lorelei Karev.” he whispers, unable to focus on anything except the tiny girl that he would give up the sun, the moon, and the stars for. 

“We love you so much.” Jo speaks softly, looking up at her husband, the love of her life, her eyes saying more than her mouth ever could. 

Thank you. 

I love you. 

She’s so perfect. 

Thank you for her. 

Thank you for everything. 

Thank you for loving me. 

Thank you.  

They share a small kiss, reveling in the moment they knew they would remember for the rest of their lives. 

It was then he defied all odds. Overcame all of his fears. He wasn’t going to be like his dad, what everyone told him he was going to be. He was going to be an amazing dad, and he knew it.

As it turns out, kids truly were the one thing that could show everyone who the real Alex Karev was after all.

[neonponders]

I FINALLY uploaded again to my first Harringrove fic ever, so here’s an easy way to read ch. 1 since a lot of people here don’t know me from Dracula Has a Mullet haha

Read on ao3 here ~

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The discovery that Billy Hargrove is a vampire came at a weird time in a weird way. It’s just not everyday that you walk in on someone fingering Alexandra O’Neil with their teeth—fangs—in her tit.

There were stranger things in Hawkins, unfortunately. Unfortunately? How fortunate is a vampire?

“For fuck’s sake. Really?”

Billy has the grace to extract his freaking teeth with a semblance of being surprised. “I didn’t know you had that kind of mouth, Harrington.”

Steve waves a scolding finger at him with all the gusto of a drunk, and he has the solo cup to justify it. “Put those away! She was homecoming queen last year. Jesus, have some class.”

“You serious?”

Steve downed the last of his beer and Jäger with a grimace, his voice going raspy. “Look, I’m not one to judge a lady’s standards, but really, Alex…Alex?”

The lady in question was so blissed out she looked like one of those unnaturally stupid women in every Dracula movie. Billy actually moved aside as Steve pulled her away from the wall—away from Billy—to try and talk to her. Righting her dress with quick yanks, he covered her gorgeous, if small, breasts and gave her a shake. “Alex! Hey!”

He could hear—could feel it, more like—Billy moving behind him in the dark room. Steve had come up here hoping to claim the guest room before someone used it to hookup from the party downstairs. It wouldn’t be the first time he woke up from a mid-party nap to someone being blown, but sometimes it’s the price one pays for free liquor and an ounce of decent sleep.

“What’s wrong with her standards? Huh, King Steve?”

The voice is right behind him, so close that the damn vampire has to rear backwards when Steve whirls around. “What kind of vamp name is Billy? Wait, that’s short for something—”

“If you call me by anything else, I’ll hang you from the ceiling by your teeth.”

“You’re not charming like vampires,” Steve practically complained. “Gotta work on that. Everyone gossips here. Folks will know you’re toothy like…” He fumbled a clumsy but sharp snap of his fingers.

Billy made a derisive sound before his voice crooned, “Seems like I’m flying just fine under the vampire radar, then.”

He was heaving Alex back up from where she had slumped against the dresser when Steve released her. Steve raked a hand through his hair, thinking. It was a slog through the alcohol, but he surmised that he could not take her away from this guy. Case being: Steve was far too drunk to logically drive, and to where? It was her house.

“You. You gotta go.”

Billy huffed one of his low, mirthless laughs. Instead of setting Alex nicely on the bed, he just kind of dumped her there. She let out a sort of dumb-giddy moan as she face planted a pillow and he faced Steve. “Excuse me?”

“You’re, like, biting people at a party!” Steve realized somewhere between his tone and his slight—or perhaps exaggerated, it was hard to tell at this point—sway, that Billy was far more sober than he felt.

Not the time to play hero but whatever.

Billy slowly stepped toward him. “There’s plenty worse at this shit house than me, Harrington. Worst weed I’ve ever had. And that shit whiskey’s been so watered down, it’s nothing but wheat water.”

“Hey!” Steve was poking two fingers at him before he meant to. “They just renovated the place and I got well paid for the tiling and paint!”

“So you’re the reason everyone’s been tripping over the same spot in the kitchen?” Billy huffed.

“And the whiskey’s not so bad if you chase it with grape juice. It’s like toast and jam water. Whatever, no one’s here for your holier-than-thou, California bullshit!”

Billy was caught by surprise that time. His whole expression lifted, brows and eyes widening as he repeated, “Holier. Than. Thou. That’s the kind of shit you pick up from books. I didn’t know the king could read.”

“Fuck off,” Steve grimaced, really just wanting to get Alex tucked into bed and maybe join her. “You’ve been riding me ever since you got here.”

“I definitely have not been doing that,” Billy retorted and then smiled. “What, you offering?”

“Was she?” Steve cornered, drawing himself up to his full height. Admittedly, not much taller than Billy, but small victories lead to great heights or something.

Billy wiped his mouth and Steve’s eyes plummeted to those lips. “Yeah, she was. She pulled me upstairs, or is that so hard to believe, blue balls?”

“It kind of is, yeah,” Steve said with his hands on his hips. “Alex has asthma. Like, inhaler tucked in her bra at prom in case the slow dance was too much. She’d never get with a chain smoker like you.”

“She would if her high school sweetheart cheated on her with the first college bitch he found.” One of Billy’s eyebrows perked up with his shrug. “I’m a favorite for ladies looking for a rebound.”

Steve grimaced. “Derek cheated? How do you know that?”

“That’s between her and me,” Billy said, stepping forward again. “But I hear you’ve been due for a rebound for a while, Harrington.”

He didn’t want to talk about Nancy. It wasn’t even Nancy, really, but he didn’t want to talk about anything regarding his sex life or lack thereof. Steve diverted, “I want you to leave. Go find someone else to—whatever the hell this is.”

“Well. You’re right here.”

“Not me, dumbass. I told you to leave the house.”

“That’s not gonna happen,” Billy smiled. “What? You’ll let me beat the shit out of you again? We had an audience last time too.”

“I wouldn’t be too cocky about last time,” Steve groaned, beginning to take a step back. “The way I hear it, Jonathan had to mop you off the floor after—”

Billy wasn’t listening. His eyes were on Steve’s neck and the only gut wrenching, instinctive thought Steve had was weapon. It came in the form of a glass lamp, which he wrenched out of the wall to break over Billy’s head.

The hard thud of thick glass hitting before the shatter and glass raining over the floor had Steve gaping at him. Billy stood very still. Way too still. Steve wondered if he had knocked him out, but his legs hadn’t unbuckled yet.

Then Billy lifted dark eyes beneath his mess of a fringe, pupils blown wide. Steve continued to stare at him with the mechanical parts of the lamp still in his hand. “Holy shit, you didn’t even flinch! You’re supposed to dodge when furniture’s coming at you—”

Billy gripped the wrist holding the parts and wrenched him so far that Steve couldn’t react to Billy’s other hand on his pants. Heaving him up by his belt, he slammed Steve onto the table from which the lamp had originated. Music thrummed around them, the very beams in the walls vibrating. Steve defied the laws of his denim pants by folding his leg against his side to kick Billy in the gut. Ragged sounds from both of them went unheard by the party below. Steve slid like a heavy tablecloth to the floor with Billy likewise winded and crouched in front of him.

“Why…” Steve tried, rubbing his chest and hoping his talking lasted long enough for him to decide whether running or trying to pin Billy down was the best decision. “…can’t you just…not do this? Whatever alpha bullshit game you think life is.”

“Some of us don’t want to go through life with your dashing prince crap,” Billy spat.

“You think I’m dashing? I couldn’t tell, I passed out the last time you punched me in the face.”

Billy laughed. “Yeah. You’re just as soft as I remember.”

He was moving again and Steve felt a wild, foolish—downright stupid—thrill to try something else. “You need to leave, man. Really. I know a party of blackout graduates might seem like easy pickings, but Hawkins is different.”

“You don’t know shit about different,” Billy growled. “You’ve never seen grass outside this bum fuck of a town.”

“I’ve been to Disney World. And New York City. There’s gotta be some hospital nurse you can swoon into letting you raid their blood bank?”

He couldn’t tell if Billy was getting angrier or not. The man was always angry, seemed like. “I’m not drinking from a freezer. Now shut the hell up. You’ll enjoy this like your homecoming queen.”

A last ditch effort, diving in the direction of the door, but it wasn’t the first time Billy had been on top of him with murder in his eyes. Steve’s hands fumbled at Billy’s face, but then his wrists were pinned above his head and a panicked whine escaped as Billy’s hot, humid breath found him.

Steve went slack. They always do. Billy had figured out that something in his teeth or saliva sedated those he bit, and more. A whole lot more. It made a good flirt into a hell of a time. Alexandra of the Hawkins Homecoming Court had already come on his finger when Steve, of all people, waltzed right in.

It made hunting annoying. It made hunting fun. He had to be picky; didn’t want anyone he couldn’t look at for longer than three minutes moaning all over him while he tried to feed. His looks did most of the work. The right dash of charm here, a nice compliment there, and then his fangs did the rest.

Steve was hard under him. Billy felt the distinct push of his jeans against his own ass while he slid his fingers under Steve’s nape. Lifting his neck, he made sure the moron’s windpipe stayed open, as well as lifted his meal closer to his mouth—

A strange sound came from Steve. Billy’s eyes flicked to his face, but when that labored breathing sound happened again, he sat up and stared. Steve was crying.

This had never happened before. Those doe eyes that all the girls had ranted about when he first drove into Hawkins were red and squinted as moisture slid over his temples. Billy even checked to make sure he wasn’t sitting too heavily on his dick or something, but the gears of his brain slid into place.

Steve usually wore sunglasses at parties. Billy couldn’t help but huff a laugh. “Are you a drunk crier, Harrington? Hey, I’m talking to you.”

He gripped Steve’s jaw, but his whole head lolled, those eyes barely finding him through the daze. “I just wanna sleep,” he said quietly. Fresh tears raced into his hair as he passed out.

[vegalocity]

I figured it was about time to crack the name research books back open and name Aunt Sis, and so now here we are

(yes i know Shanghai Disney didn't exist in the 90's shut up this is already an alternate earth just imagine Michael Eisner didn't make Euro Disney/Disneyland Paris first)

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At first she hadn't thought anything of it

She was so happy to have her little brother back it hadn't even occurred to her that he'd just called her 'his sister' when introducing her to his... coworkers? Friends? brethren? people he was forced to work with but grew real fondness for after being stuck in the spirit realm together?

She was just happy her little brother was still around TO call her his older sister at first.

But then it started getting noticeable.

"Well my Sister would know more about woodworking-"

"Maybe you should ask your auntie first-"

"Hey Sis, can you pass me that-"

And if she hadn't seen her brother's lack of memory in action already it would be considered ridiculous to her, but- yeah... yeah her baby brother whom she loved dearly and practically raised herself, had forgotten her name. And was yet to retrieve it from the far reaches of his hole filled memory.

In retrospect, it made sense, not everything was going to be recalled at once, and he'd even yet to recover a few things about Minyi (she'd had to intercept a plate or two of cut up strawberries before her niece, head full of mysteries and puzzles stuffed one in her mouth without thinking and the next thing anyone knew she'd be digging through her purse for Minyi's epi pen) and she was approximately 90% sure he'd asked to continue to go by Syntax not as a reflection of how he'd fundamentally changed after... well... everything... and more because he simply hadn't recalled his own name yet.

So it made sense her own name was a little lower on the priority list.

All the same she knew he wanted to uncover what he'd lost on his own. The only person he'd accepted correcting from so far was Minyi but she could still see how frustrated he was with the idea that his six year old daughter had a more cohesive memory than him at the moment. When she'd told him something about that selfish bitch he called an Ex-Wife once in response to him puzzling over Minyi's baby pictures and the likely unfamiliar woman he'd seen within- he'd kind of lost his shit on her.

"I KNOW who the mother of my child is Sis! I MARRIED her didn't I?!" and she'd seen him tense up as he realized he didn't actually know if he'd married Minyi's mother or not. She'd made sure to call her a selfish bitch again to ensure he knew she didn't die or anything that would give him the wrong impression of the woman that abandoned him and his daughter.

He apologized later, citing that the whole 'Spider Demon' thing had really heightened his aggression and insisted again he was fine, he remembered enough about... that woman, (narrowly dodging calling her by name as well she noted) and didn't need a refresher. In fact he wished he could forget her entirely! he laughed awkwardly at the attempt at humor, and she patted his shoulder.

and then when Minyi got home she pulled her aside and asked her not to call her by name unless he asked her specifically. That her daddy was just feeling like if they up and told him some things that it would be taking the easy way out. And everyone knows how much this family is incapable of taking the easy way out.

So she kept her mouth shut. Told the other Spider Demons to not give any hints unless asked either, and they obliged calling her 'lady' and 'Ma'am' (with varying degrees of respect)

But she knew it was only a matter of time before it would really begin to wear him down. The question was would it end with a whimper or bang. And would it happen when it was just the two of them around or would they have an audience.

But eventually that day came, and luck was for once on this family's side, as Minyi had already started going back to school and the other Spider Demons were off... doing whatever they do in the mornings.

The photo album was old, cracked in the spine with the cover slightly torn in a corner, and she watched her little brother page through the pictures with a careful, critical eye. She sat on the arm of the sofa and leaned to the side just enough to peer over his shoulder and look back on the era when their parents still thought to take pictures of them.

"It feels like it's not even me." he muttered, and when she glanced down she could see the snarl starting to form on his face. "It's like, I look at that child and I KNOW it's me, There's no way that that's NOT me but-..." he growled and flipped the page. "Nothing. Not a single. fucking. Memory. This might as well be a different person entirely for all the connection I'm getting!"

They'd reached their last family trip before their father lost his job (Shanghai Disney, She was twelve he was five, the first picture was such a 'first theme park' picture of the two of them pointing dramatically at the castle; Their parents had wanted to do a nice picture but she'd wanted to mess around and once she'd made the idea of it fun he'd jumped right on the concept)

"Syntax-" it felt weird to call her brother by the name he'd been assigned before he remembered who he was, but no matter how weird it was, he'd asked her to. Her little brother was a bit sensitive right now. Well- more sensitive than usual.

But he flinched all the same when she did. "If you're still struggling with remembering things you know you can-"

"I remember enough about our parents to know I do NOT want to get them involved, Sis."

"That wasn't what I was gonna offer ya dingus." She gently thwapped him on the back of the head. "Learn to let people finish their sentences, who raised you?"

"You did." He snorted, but the uncertainty in his expression didn't fade.

"Damn right. And as your big sister who basically raised you, what I was GONNA say was: You know you can still ASK, right? I'm not gonna be mad. You KNOW Minyi loves telling stories, and I'm not opposed to spending the mornings reminiscing. I work nights anyway."

"Since when?"

"Since I started enforcing Bed Time so Minyi's asleep by the time I'm clocking in. I would go to bed right after I walk her to school I'll have you know." His daughter was such an easier topic. He remembered the most about Minyi, but at least that meant she wasn't totally forcing him away as her offer grated against that pride that he had in him long before he turned purple.

The next silence between them was comfortable. Her brother flipped the page to snort a laugh at the photo he found within. And she suppressed a giggle. The little snapshot within depicted the little boy his face in his balled up fists, crying, with his big sister sitting beside him and gently petting his hair while a Goofy character hovered over them worriedly. It was most certainly because of the dog that the little boy was crying.

"Yeah you were terrified of the mascot face characters."

"I can see that."

"Hit ya right in the ol' uncanny valley. We had to dodge the parades the whole trip. I was practically scouting ahead for all the character meets to make sure we had a way around the mascots. The people in costumes were fine though. You really enjoyed meeting Peter Pan."

"Really? I would have pegged my younger self as-"

"More of an Alice kid? yeah our parents did too. but you were like, suuuppeeerrr overwhelmed already at the point we'd found Alice, and you went totally shy." She reached over to flip to the next page and sure enough there the pair of siblings was again, the little boy now hiding his face in the young girl's backpack as an Alice character actor fluttered about infront of them.

"That must have been aggravating to put up with."

"Honestly? Even before all the crap with our parents went down I was used to it. It was always my job to take care of you."

"You might want to knock that off before I get used to it again."

"Nah." She threw an arm around Syntax's shoulders and curled it against his neck until the two were struggling on the couch, the photo album tossed aside and forgotten as her brother shouted in confusion and frustration.

But Spider Demon or not, he was no match for her superior prowess, and she had him in a headlock.

"And my name is Xiuying you dumbass." Her stupid brother stopped thrashing in her grasp, and grabbed her arms a little tighter.