#I AM ARIEL IN HER PINK DRESS

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LOVE POSTING THAT CUDDY POST AND THEN WEARING 1. PINK TURTLENECK WITH SHORT SLEEVES 2. PINK BALLET SKIRT 3. THOSE PINK SPARKLY BLAIR WALDORF HEELS 2. PUFFED SLEEVED DENIM JACKET

[themultifandomgal]

From 2010- FOUR Hangout

Part 45

2014

“Hello everyone we’re One Direction and this is our first Google livestream” Niall starts after we have the thumbs up to say we are now live. I sit with my legs crossed between Louis and Liam

“We wanted to do a live stream so we could answer your questions about the new album. To help us with our questions we have very good friend of our, this is Ben everyone” I introduce our friend who is sat on a single comfy chair while me and the boys are sitting on a long red sofa

“We’ve got loads of questions from the fans and we only have half an hour so let’s just get into them. So it’s been four years now that you’ve been in the band which is why I’m guessing the albums called four right?”

“Yeah and it’s also our fourth album” I reply

“So you guys are actually on the XFactor tonight. Do you get nervous when you go back there because that’s where it all started”

“It’s very like, you feel nostalgic walkin round the halls and stuff. I think we all felt under so much pressure when we were there it’s now fun because we can enjoy the environment more” Harry explains

“Do you miss the simplicity of the old days YN. Is there anything you sort of miss?” Ben asks me. The boys all turn to face me as I think

“There’s definitely aspects that I miss, like being able to go to Waitrose with greasy hair and no makeup just to pick up some food, without having to worry about photos being posted or comments made. I think that’s been the hardest part for me, just being able to I guess live my life without any cares. Don’t get me wrong I am so grateful for all of this and I love meeting fans, and I know that without this opportunity I wouldn’t have met the people I have, but yeah I think that’s what I miss the most, just not worrying so much. I think it’s calmed down now though. Like where my dad lives no one really takes any notice of me when I go around the town”

“Yeah and at the beginning it was very hectic, but things have more structure now so it’s not as chaotic I don’t think” Louis continues

“Do you find though you’re able to enjoy it more now though?” Ben asks looking at Zayn

“Yeah definitely. We get time now to go and sight see which is nice”

“Do you ever watch clips of you back in the day and look at pictures and see the change? Niall?”

“Weirdly enough the other day I was watching our old video diaries and the stuff we did on the xtra factor and me and YN were texting each other talking about how young we were, we still are but especially her and Harry are the youngest, so looking back now it’s like woah we were babies”

“Some of the outfits I wore were hideous” I laugh thinking back to our days on the xfactor “so many clashed with my hair. Why did I think bright red hair was cute?”

“I know a lot of your fans miss it”

“I don’t. The amount of times when we were on tour and the bed sheets looked like a murder scene because he went to sleep with wet hair” Liam laughs along with me

“I ruined a lot of bed sheets, towels, anything white became pink. It was a disaster”

“I liked your red hair” Harry shrugs “made you look like Ariel”

“I think the problem was you never had time to go to the hairdresser so you dyed it yourself with a box colour” Zayn says looking at me

“Yeah that’s why I’ve gone back to brown because it’s just easier”

“So you won’t be dying it again any time soon?”

“Nope” I shake my head at that question

“Did people tell you at the time what to wear and what you had to do and say or were you in control of your own decisions?”

“A little bit. I know sometimes someone would show YN a dress or whatever and she’d be adamant that she wouldn’t wear it”

“Yeah it was a bit of both really” Louis continues on from what Liam was saying

“If you could meet yourself 4 years ago is there any advice you’d give to your younger self?” Ben asks “Louis?”

“Just have a second glance in the mirror and say are you sure you want to wear this?”

“Is that really what you’d say?”

“No ok that’s just me trying to crack a joke”

“Trying being the word”

“Oi” Louis nudges me on the knee with his hand

“I think on a serious note I would have said have fun and enjoy yourself” Zayn says I nod my head agreeing with him

“We have spoken in the past and there's a lot of it in the movie about how I guess for you there was an explosion on the internet really. it was a massive part of you career, but YN you had to deal with a lot of negativity. Is it better now and how do or did you deal with that?”

“It wasn't great obviously and I did struggle with it, but I went to therapy, still do, and I just don't check comments on social media. I just try to remember that the only reason people are saying things like that is because they have something to hide behind. They are bored. Our real fans are incredible though and most of the time if there's one negative comment there will be l0 positive”

“Is there ever a time where you it's gone to far?” Ben asks

“Definitely. Theres been comments telling YN to hurt herself or worse. I think some people forget that we are actual people and we all have feelings. We’re all so young and we can all be a little self conscious at lines so we just make sure we’re all ok and check in with each other” Liam tells Ben

“ Lets talk about the album. What were the songs that your most proud of? Zany let’s start with you, what is your favourite song on the album?”

“Erm I really like Where Do Broken Hearts Go” all of the boys seem to agree

“ I think Liams going to agree with me, but we fell in love with fire proof” Louis says

“YN?”

“ I love Fools Gold and Stockholm Syndrome. I'm actually so excited to sing them on tour”

“ Ok this is a recurring question. What is Stockholm syndrome about and what does it mean?”

“YN since it’s on of your favourites do you want to explain?” Louis looks at me with a smile

“Well erm ok it’s… harry you explain”

“It’s kinda along the lines of what Stockholm Syndrome is so”

“What is it?” Ben asks

“YN?” Harry looks at me but I shake my head “well it’s when you develop a relationship or feelings towards your kidnapper”

“And how much experience do you have with being kidnapped”

“Well I mean a couple times to be honest” harry jokes with a straight face which makes me laugh

“Is there any tracks from your other albums that you don’t like now?”

“I think there’s songs maybe we individually don’t resonate with anymore, or we don’t particularly like to sing anymore, but to say we dislike any of our songs would be a stretch. We all have our own tastes and styles ya know so a song I love one of these boys may not enjoy as much” I say looking at Ben “I think it’s important to be proud of all of the songs. I’ll always look back at the songs with fondness. Certain ones I can pin point locations and memories so yeah I don’t think I could dislike any of them”

We wrap up the interview having been talking for like 40 minutes about our music.

[lilly-chou-chou]

Barbie: An essay. Accepting Hyperfeminity

A Film Beyond Feminism

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Yesterday I had the biggest privilege to watch Barbie and it really got me thinking that I do indeed have a lot of things to say about it. This purely how I feel and all of my emotions that I am pouring into the screen, some may agree some may not and that is okay.

Phase one : Feminism, Love & War

The theme of the film is indeed feminism but what a lot of people are not talking enough about or overlooking is the fact what a huge impact being girly had been over the years, since the 90's to 2000's the whole plot of girly being associated with being a bimbo really made a lot of women hate or look down upon being a girly girl. To this day even after the release of the film I do feel sorry to say but there are still a lot of people especially women who feel uncomfortable to be girly, they are afraid of being judged for being not smart enough or not being able to be taken seriously.

This whole hate has extended even towards disney princessess. So many parenting books, videos and even women themselves hating on disney princess just because a man saved them when as a matter of fact disney characters go way beyond man saviour. Cinderella just wanted to go to ball and enjoy, despite being in an abusive household she still loved and appreciated people around her she didn't let bad things influence her, if someone says this is toxic positivity then I have to disagree because she genuinely didn't seem delusional. She was smart, witty, cracked jokes, used sarcasm and found peace in talking to animals. This to me at least is mentally strong not toxic positivity. Ariel just wanted to see the human world but she just happened to fall in love along the way, Belle loved the beast because she taught him how to be free from his own demons, she saw, she taught, she gave him the warmth and love he was lacking.

Other thing is people always look down upon love, my question is why shouldn't there be love? One can be independent and yet still be in love. One can dream and still be in love. People these days are so heartbroken and bitter they have shut themselves off of the whole love scene but might I say that love is more than just romantic feelings, love can be between parents and a kid, love can be between you and your dreams/passion/goals, love can be between you and your pet, love can be between you and the stuffed animal toy you have had since you were a baby, love can even be with knowing when you come home everything is same as it was and it can even be when it comes to changes.

I do believe and hope that after the impact of this film people especially women aren't afraid to be girly because a woman who is girly, love shopping, getting nails done, lives for colour pink, does makeup is just as much of a feminist as a woman who opposes the girly girl spectrum.

Phase two: I Kennot even

Ken was one of the most well written second lead character, I cannot stress on this enough. How I see the film is that in the beginning Barbie land was actually never really equal per say because the playout of it was so co dependent, yes, I understand that was the intention but I would love to dive deeper. Barbie land is the opposite of real world so just like in the real world the power disbalance was so real. I was really reminded of those days when all men did was work and women weren't allowed to do anything so they just longed for their husbands ro return from work. They dresses up for them, made plans for them and practically lived for them. I loved this scene so much because it really showed that Greta knows about feminism because indeed feminism means women and men are equal and either disbalance can really cause a huge harm and we saw that when kens were constantly fighting for all barbie's approvals and lived life through their partners.

When ken went to real world, he was exposed to patriarchy and for once when he saw men being valued he ran with it, the whole reason he even did patriarchy to Barbie land was just to get Barbie's attention when he said "it doesn't feel nice does it" and "when I came to know patriarchy wasn't about horses I instantly lost all interest" shows that he did all of that just so Barbie notices him.

In a way, well like my opinion I see both Barbie and Ken as victims.

Barbie has been shammed by extremist over the years because people think Barbie has unreleastic body but no one see the fact that barbies were created to give girls hope, Barbie has all the careers and can be huge inspiration to little girls everywhere that a girl can be beauty and brains. Barbie was never about making little girls feel bad they were meant to see as "bad" all because of extremists.

Ken was indeed just created to be Barbie's boyfriend and indeed lives up to the name "just Ken" but this film really made us feel his importance too! Towards the end when kens finally have a job assigned by president they have somewhere to start and have their own identity. They will be more than just kens and partners.

Phase three: Conclusion

Both of them had their own journey of self discovery, both of them also had break downs, gave up and kens made bad decisions but they didn't know any better but along the way they really grew up and mentally became mature.

Greta really knows what she did and really captured the prefect ambiance of what needs to be showed. She really gave both characters such depth and love, she really is very talented and I love her for making a film that goes beyond feminism, it is much more than women empowerment. This film not only showed us strong woman power but also showed that patriarchy is taught never learned, people don't know any better, power of influence and accepting women for wanting traditional life as well as accepting who opposes.

I will forever be in favour for this brilliant film. Much love to Greta, cast and behind the scenes cast and of course the colour pink.

[obxone]

The Princess and the Pogue

Unedited with a tinge of smut (enjoy!) -- 3.8k word count

“Aunt Rosie!” You hear little voices call out excitedly as you step onto the back patio. The string lights illuminating the backyard and a few small fire pits keep the bugs at bay. You spin to see three little blonde girls running to you. You crouch down and open your arms smiling brightly as they all pile in for one giant hug nearly knocking you over.

“You’re so pretty!” The oldest gushes curling your already curled hair in her fingers. “I want to look just like you when I grew up.”

“Oh, why thank you,” you respond, tapping your finger against her nose. “Look at these dresses!” You gasp holding all three at arm's length. “Princesses!”

“But you are the princess,” the youngest one coos as she touches your pale pink fit n flare dress. “Ariel.”

“Oh, I wish!” You declare. 

“Annie, Lillie, Gracie!”

“Mom’s calling,” you say, eyes widening making them all giggle. “Get going,” you turn them and gently guide them in the direction of their mom who beams at you and compliments your dress with a gesture and thumbs up before leading them back to the kids' play area. You stand smoothing out your skirt before turning to find your aunt and uncle. 

“Hey Princess,” JJ comments as you almost collide with him. You pause frowning.

“Jerk face.”

He snorts. “Champagne?”

You take a flute from his tray. “I didn’t realize my Aunt Phe scraped the bottom of the barrel for servers tonight.”

“Real cute,” he mutters starting to pass you before leaning in. His lips brush your ear. “You look hot in that dress. It displays those curves, Princess.”

“Can you get away from me JJ?”

“Oh, you bet.”

You roll your eyes and turn away from him making sure the skirt swishes around your hips as you leave him behind. 

The party was still thriving but you had abandoned your heels and the party to sit on the deck outside of your room. You closed your eyes trying to drive out the noise of the party as you sipped at your fifth glass of champagne. You were overdoing it, but you hadn't planned to see JJ tonight. And as long as you didn't become a messy drunk it was fine.

The creak of your balcony doors catches your attention and you tilt your head to see JJ slipping out. His bowtie hanging loose, the top two buttons of his shirt undone, and his sleeves rolled up. 

“Why are you up here?”

He shrugs. “Don’t know.”

“Mmm,” you muse as he takes the seat beside you while pulling out a joint. He lights it and takes a hit before passing it to you. You take it and do the same before giving it back. “Thanks.”

“You forget I know how you like it.”

“Oh shut up.”

He smirks before passing it back. You sit in silence passing it back and forth until it is gone. You eventually lean into him, head on his shoulder, as the coastal breeze starts to turn the night cooler.

“Those kids were obsessed with Aunt Rosie."

You can’t help but smile. “I’m not actually their aunt, but I love them like I am.”

“I agree with their Princess Ariel idea.”

“You caught that?”

“Yeah,” he says with a soft laugh tugging on a red curl that hangs down by your face. “You are too beautiful not to be a princess.”

“JJ,” you huff and look at him. “I don’t understand this at all anymore. My first summer here we were all thick as thieves and now you all treat me like I’m some china doll, Kook.”

He shrugs.

You frown and shift to look at him. “What changed?”

He shakes his head looking away from you. You see his jaw tighten and his ringed fingers hook together before unhooking again. You reach for his hand and pull it into your own. His hand was calloused and a lot tanner than your own as you trace the lines in his palm.

“I’m so tired of the snarky comments and kook v pogue shit that is thrown between us. You and I both know I’m nothing like Rafe or Topper.”

He looks at you again and you can't read the thoughts behind those ocean-blue eyes. You wished you could, it would make it all so much easier. 

“So what changed?”

“We aren’t kids anymore.” His tone is clipped and his eyes avert from your face to stare at the party still thriving below.

You frown looking away now as you withdraw from him. “You should go.”

He sighs getting to his feet and going without another word. You stay sitting by yourself ignoring the sting of tears that threaten you. You never understood why they had dropped you as a friend, but now it was too late. 

— — — — 

Aunt Phe entered the kitchen clipping her earring in place and smiling brightly at you as you sat at the kitchen island eating a grilled cheese. “Finally up and eating?”

“Keeps the hangover a little less in your face,” you mumble around a bite and she laughs. You had several more glasses of champagne before crawling into bed last night. You didn't see JJ again after you told him to leave and part of you was relieved, but another part of you hoped he still got paid and tipped out at the end of the night.

“You’re lucky you have such cool parents,” Uncle Ben teases coming into the kitchen while adjusting his button-up. 

“Are you guys going somewhere?” You pick up on the couple vibe. They were both dressed in preppy summer-friendly clothes. A total fancy yacht couple.

“To the Island Club for a couples lunch with Topper's parents.” Aunt Phe squeezes your side before leaning down. "Do you want to come?"

“Oooh, definitely not, but tell the desperate housewives I say hello” You grin teasingly as she leans in kissing your cheek. Uncle Ben gives me a side hug. “And yes, I know how lucky I am.”

“We are lucky too,” he responds tapping your nose before going to get the car ready. 

She watches him go before turning back to you. “A few groceries are getting delivered since Mae has the day off after last night's party. When they get here can you tip the guy and put it away?”

“Sure,” You respond as she lays down an envelope. That was an easy job. She winks and plants a kiss on your cheek before grabbing her purse and going. You go back to eating your grilled cheese while scrolling on the iPad for a book to read. The overstuffed hammock out on the patio calling your name. 

An hour later you see the boat pull up to the dock as you swing back and forth reading. You close the iPad and watch someone disembark with paper bags in their arms as they head up the dock to the house. You stop the hammock and stand once they get closer and frown immediately as they crest the hill. It was JJ. 

“Oh boy,” you mutter. 

“Mae not here?” He asks. He looked like a pogue today, instead of the polished server look. You liked him better this way. A green t-shirt with the sleeves cut off and the arm holes stretched so you could see flashes of his muscled torso, cargo shorts, and his dutiful work boots. And that signature red cap turned backward with his trademark blonde locks curling out from under it.

“She’s off today after the party,” you say pulling yourself away from admiring him and opening the backdoor for him before following him in. “Put them on the counter and I’ll put them away.”

"Yes ma'am." He puts them on the counter and you slide the envelope to him. 

“That’s your tip, thanks J.” You turn to start putting the first few things away. When you turn back to grab more he is still standing there watching you. “What?”

“You free tonight?” He asks, scratching the back of his neck with one of his ringed hands. You look away, you know what those felt like against your skin.

“Maybe,” you mutter putting your favorite yogurt in the fridge along with a new case of beer. “Phe and Ben went to lunch and probably won’t be back until later tonight. You know how the wealthy like to squander their days.” You were being fully sarcastic on the last half but he ignores you.

“Come with me then,” he says leaning to rest his arms on the counter. His blue eyes shine with mischief as one side of his face upticks in a smirk, a dimple flashing at you.

“What? Now?”

He nods, a full grin on his face. His perfect dimple is prominent.

“I don’t know JJ. I have a really good book I’m reading right now.”

“Come on Rosie Posie please?!” 

You pause at the use of your old nickname. He smiles brighter at your reaction to him. 

“Fine, let me put this away and grab a suit and some shoes.”

“You could swim naked,” he offers innocently. You throw the empty paper bag at him and he dodges it even though it falls short. 

“Put it in the recycling while I go upstairs.” You yell over your shoulder as you climb the back stairs up to your room. 

You are in your closet when the sound of knuckles rapping against your door. You sigh. He never listens. 

“I like these,” he says and you immediately step out to see him rifling through your underwear drawer and lifting out a pair of red lacy panties. You had never worn them, granted they were only a few weeks old.

“JJ!” You snap at him. “Put them back.”

He grins putting them back in before plopping down on your bed. He leans back falling into the bed and groaning as he sprawls out over your freshly made bed.

“This mattress is heaven.”

You shake your head as you emerge with a small tote bag and a handful of clothing in your other hand. You start folding and dropping them into the bag as he watches you. 

“Which suit did you pick?”

“The green one.”

“My favorite,” he says and you pause to study him. He shrugs. “You look hot in anything, but the green on you is-” He chef kisses before folding his hands behind his head. You roll your eyes and grab a change of underwear just to be safe. You mock him by dropping the red pair he had been playing with in the bag. “Oh, Posie you are killing me.”

You bite your lip before brushing your hand across the inside of his calf. “If you behave I might let you take them off later.”

His face flushes while his mouth falls open and it makes you giggle before slapping his foot. "Get your dirty boots off my bed."

He grumbles something intangibly but drapes his legs over the edge as per your request. You drop the matching bralette in next before closing the bag and grabbing your Keds. 

“Let’s go Hot Shot.”

He sits up ruffling his hair as you slide your bag over your shoulder and pad out of the room. You glance back to see him following you down the stairs before you grab your phone off the counter. 

“Headed out Rosie?” Wallace, Ben’s dad, emerges from the office.

“Yes, we are going swimming. Tell Uncle Ben and Aunt Phe I will check in later okay?”

“Sure thing. Try to stay out of trouble kiddo.”

You smile brightly at him but he turns his attention to JJ. 

“You keep our girl safe you hear?”

“Yes sir,” he responds before grabbing your hand and pulling you out the door. You both run down the dock and to Heyward’s boat. Pope is waiting for JJ. 

“What took so long?” He asks coming out from the helm of the boat. He pauses at the sight of JJ hand in hand with you. “Oh.”

You smile weakly. “Is this a bad idea?”

“No,” Pope says immediately. “Not at all.”

He reaches for your bag and you let him take it before he helps you into the boat and JJ follows. They look at each other. 

“Really if it’s a bad idea I can stay here,” You say quickly, but Pope shakes his head. 

“You are coming with us, Rosie.”

You stare at both, but JJ waves it off. You take a seat on the back part of the boat while leaning back on your hands to bask in the sun. It felt good today. 

— — — —

After returning Heyward’s boat you three make it to the Chateau. “We’re here!” JJ yells carrying the case of beer he picked up on the way back. 

“Finally!” Kiara’s voice calls and she emerges with John B and Sarah. Everyone pauses at the sight of you. 

“I told you,” you mutter to JJ but he ignores you. 

“Ready to go swimming?”

“What’s she doing here?” Kiara asks jerking her chin towards you. You don't miss a hint of hostility in her gaze. What had you done to them to make them react this way?

“Hey Rosie,” Sarah says coming down to you. She was much more breezy about it, but she also hadn't been in the group when you were previously. She turns to both John B and Kie. “What are you two waiting for?”

John B shrugs and comes down the steps to you before looking over his shoulder at Kiara. 

“I brought her here,” JJ speaks up. “Figured she could come swimming with us.”

“Kie I can go home if you aren’t okay with this,” you say softly adjusting the tote bag on your shoulder. “I don’t want to step on any toes.”

“It’s fine,” she says unfolding her arms, her gaze softening, before stepping down to you. Her gaze is on JJ and you see him give her a nod before she turns back to you. “What were you doing for JJ to haul you out here?”

“At home reading. He brought the groceries over.”

JJ shrugs leading you all down to the HSM Pogue. "Got a fat tip for it too!" He yells making everyone laugh.

Hours later you are all lounging around at the house. Waterlogged and sun drained. You giggle at Kiara as you both swing back and forth in the hammock. She seemed to have melted back into her old self with you.

“It’s good to have you back Rosie,” she says, her smile fading slightly. 

You smile back at her. “It feels good to be back.” The burn of someone looking at you pulls your attention and you turn to see JJ watching you from across the fire. He tips back a beer bottle, but his eyes never leave yours. You look away a faint blush coloring your cheeks. 

“What’s going on with that?” Kie asks, not missing a thing. You shrug fidgeting with the hem of your shorts. 

“He wants in my pants,” you say after she doesn’t buy your initial reaction. “He was digging in my underwear drawer before we came here.”

She laughs at that and you join in before letting it fade out. “Honestly I don’t know. He’s hot one minute and he’s cold the next.”

She nods. “I get that.”

“So, I’m going to return the favor.”

She glances at him before looking back at you. “Careful, he might like it or trick you into just being hot.”

“What about you and Pope huh?” You nudge her with your foot. “I see the way he looks at you.”

She shrugs. “It’s nothing. No pogue on pogue macking.”

“Ah, the second sacred rule.”

“What are you guys talking about?” Sarah asks dropping into the hammock with you. You three laugh as it sways more and your butts graze the ground from the small drop with her added weight. 

“Pope and Kie,” you whisper noticing the guys are starting to pay more attention. 

“Rosie and JJ.” Kie returns and you shake your head. 

“Ohhh,” Sarah coos bumping your shoulder. 

“JJ just wants to get laid,” you confess and catch him standing up from his chair and making his way around the fire. “He’d sleep with all three of us if we let him.”

They both laugh and you join in. 

“What’s so funny?” JJ inquires leaning on the tree behind you. 

The laughter increases as you all look at him. You shake your head pressing your hands to your face as your cheeks flame hot.

“Are you talking about me?” He asks, leaning over to look at you. The cute little grin that makes your knees weak on his face. You remove your hands, but the blush still burns your face as you look at the others who are just watching. Kiara bites her lip looking away. 

“Fucking traitors,” you murmur once no one comes to your rescue and JJ takes it as his cue. His arms hook under the bend in your knee and around your back before he lifts you with ease out of the hammock. “Hey!” You squeal as he heads toward the house. “Guys?!”

“You are on your own!” Sarah yells after you both. He walks into the room he claims 90% of the time and deposits you on the bed. You glance around at the room as he discards his hoodie before climbing over you. 

“What are you doing-”

You are cut off by the press of his lips to yours. Your hands touch his chest, sliding up to grip his shoulders as you kiss him back. He smiles into it before ending it and staring at you. 

“I’m not hooking up with you,” you say immediately. 

“Okay.”

“Okay,” you repeat back to him before he kisses you again. You kiss him back and slowly push him down onto the bed. You straddle him as you keep kissing. His hand is on your waist as the other tangles in your hair. You sit up and reach up pulling your shirt off and tossing it to the floor before leaning back down. Your lips ghost over his as you speak. “You were a good boy today so you can look and maybe even touch a little, but that’s it.”

“Yes ma’am,” he flashes his dimple at you before raising to kiss you again. His hands are eager as they move over you. Before you can tease him anymore he rolls putting you under him and he smirks proudly at himself as you stare at him in shock. His head dips down and his lips trail along your neck and down to your chest. 

“JJ,” you gasp, nails raking down his back as your thighs grip his hips. He groans against your skin. His lip brushed against the slope of your breast that wasn’t covered in red lace. His touch is gentle as he shifts it to the side and pulls your nipple into his mouth. “Oh god,” you moan, running your fingers through his hair as he leaves marks all over your neck and chest. Once he is satisfied he moves lower, his lips descending to your navel as his fingers reach for your shorts. You knew he wouldn’t push you farther than you were ready. You had teased him about your panties earlier and you wanted to let him admire you in them. He tugs and you lift your hips letting him remove the shorts. He groans at the sight of you in nothing but red lace underwear in his bed. The top half of you is littered with love bites.

He lowers himself to lay on you. His chin rests just above your belly button with one arm extended so he’s holding your hand and the other on your stomach, his fingers teasing the bottom hem of your bralette. You watch him as he does so. 

“Satisfied?” You ask already knowing the answer. 

“Hardly,” he mutters before poking a finger under the hem. “But if this is all I get it’ll have to be enough.”

You laugh, touching his hair again before moving your fingers to his face. Your thumb swiping over his jaw. “JJ, thank you for bringing me today.”

He smiles, dimple showing again. “You’re beautiful.”

You blush before sighing. “You are too.”

He grins taking the compliment to heart before continuing to toy with your bralette while your fingers play with his. Your other hand is back in his hair. After a few moments of just watching each other pass before he is lifting himself and crawls back up to kiss you hungrily. You moan into it before brushing your nose against his. 

You drag your hand down his chest and to his abs. You tease the hem of his underwear and he pulls away to stare down at you. 

“Stay the night?”

“Sure, can I borrow a shirt?” You ask. He kisses you again before he disappears from you and grabs a shirt from a drawer and returns to slide it over your head. You put your arms through the holes before laying on your side as you watch him discard his cargo shorts and come back. You lift an eyebrow at the boner he isn't even bothering to hide and he shrugs. 

“You did it.”

“Poor J” you pout and he rolls his eyes getting into the bed after flipping the light out. He settles beside you on his back and you lean in kissing his jaw as your hand trails over his abs. 

“I can’t handle any more teasing Posie.”

“Then be quiet,” you whisper in his ear. He turns his face to yours and you kiss him as you slid his underwear down and run your hand over the length of him. He moans against your lips as you squeeze the base before repeating the action. 

“Fuck Posie,” he hisses. You swipe your thumb over the tip swiping the precum before running your hand back down his length. 

You jerk him off until he’s grabbing your arm to stop you, but you refuse and let him finish. Spurts of cum coating your hand and his abs. You grin against his lips. 

“Feel better?”

"Yes Posie," he responds before pecking your lips. He stands and grabs a towel from the hamper to clean himself up and then you. He throws it back in the hamper before crawling in next to you. He pulls you into his side by hooking his arm around your waist and you lay your head on his chest.

“Best hand job ever Babe.”

You laugh tipping your head back to look at him and he winks before dipping his head to peck your lips. 

“I want another one sometime.”

“We’ll see.” You respond patting his chest before you snuggle back up and go to sleep. 

[silent-raven13]

Make Hobie go PINK! (Halloween Special)

Halloween has arrived and everyone in HQ had this fun idea to dress up or wear some sort accessory as an excuse to dress up. "Happy Halloween!" Peter 616 said out loud being dressed as cozy big black bear holding a big bowl of candy.

"Happy Halloween!" Mayday dressed up as Merida from Pixar's Brave having a bow and arrow strap on her back. Her long wavy red hair had been perfectly curled by her mom.

"Awe, so cute!" The Spider-women came by to take one piece of candy from the bowl as they made comments about the father and daughter Spider-heroes.

Spectacular Spider-man stood with one hand on his hip, "Ohh, I see now. I get it, from the movie! Took me awhile putting together the idea."

"Hah, I thought why not make it a twist? Instead of the mom being the bear, it's the dad?" Peter shrugs.

"Not cool as me!" Ben Riley came in dressed up as Batman, "I am the Dark Knight." Trying to put on a menacing voice.

"Easy soldier." Jess appeared with her son, who's dressed as Michael from Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. The Spider-woman dressed up as Tinker-bell.

"No, I am Batman!" Ben uses his deep voice getting way into character.

"And I'm Michelangelo!" Gerald stood in a mighty pose and uses his nunchucks to pull off his costume.

"Oh wow, you guys dress up so cool!" Gabriella appeared having to dress up as Mirabel from Encanto, she even wore fake green glasses. Her dad behind her wearing a large green cloak.

"Somebody is Bruno." Peter chuckles.

"Shhh, we don't talk about Bruno." Jess teased.

Ben sang, "No. No. No! We don't talk about Bruno!"

"We don't talk about Bruno!" Mayday, Gerald, and Gabriella sang out loud. Everyone in HQ knows the movies and sang out loud, "NO. NO. NO! We don't talk about Bruno!"

Miguel grunts having his green cloak on him, "Oh ha-ha, very funny! I only did it because Gabriella told me to be Bruno."

"Yeah. because papá is like Bruno; always in a dark room and hiding! And very sleepy lookin', too." Gabriella giggles as she twirls around to show off her pretty skirt.

"Awe, you guys are so cute!" Lupe appeared with her apprentices; Billie 1613 and Mariana 1022. Their masks were off being comfortable to show off their faces.

"Awwweee, such cuties!" The two girls behind Lupe awed.

Lupe looks at Miguel and grins widely, "Are you gonna tell me, my future, Mr. Canon?"

Lyla in her avatar pop out dressing as Peppa, "Hehehe, careful he'll go into hiding."

Miguel 928 gave a weak scowl before he saw Lupe's cat ears, "Aye, at least I dressed up."

"Nah, I'm not paying sixty dollars for a costume." Lupe laughs, then did a fake purr, "Meow. Do you like it, Miguelito?"

"Pfft, Tacky."

"Are you Catwoman, Lupe!" Gabriella asked looking at her ears.

"Maybe or a cat in general." The Spider-woman twisted her lips into a wide smile. "Its subjective."

"It's a poor excuse for a costume." Miguel mutters while he spend weeks making this Bruno costume and his daughter's costume.

"Oh Gabriella, your costume is so cute! So is May's!" Billie 1613 said happily with her hands clasp together, "I'm going to dress up as Ariel!"

"Your gonna be a princess, too!" Gabriella gasps with her eyes widen like they had sparkles in her eyes.

"Huh uh! I got this pretty blue dress for it." Billie giggles.

"I'm dressing up as Belle from Beauty and the Beast." Mariana smiles with joy.

"Oh, I wanna see it." Mayday stomp her foot on the ground, "I bet you'll look very pretty, Mariana!"

"Oh thank you, I will at the party." Mariana said happily, "Did you know Miguel 970, also said he's dressing up a character from Beauty and the Beast!"

"Oh wow, I guess the O'Haras have some weird power, because Gabriel told me, he's planning to dress up as Prince Eric." Billie said being naive.

Lupe crosses her arms then giggles, "Oh really, they both suddenly decided to be a character from a movie you two picked?"

"Yeah!" The girls were clueless.

"I can't wait to see them!" Gabriella happily bounce, "I love Belle and Ariel! They are my favorite princesses!"

Mayday said, "I wanna see the pretty blue dress." She took Billie 1613's hand trying to pull her, "Let's go see it!"

"Sorry, May. I have a lunch date with Gabriel- well, he calls it a date but I find it so silly since it's just us sitting together and talking about random stuff and eating good food." Billie 1613 explained.

Miguel 928 added, "That is a lunch date..."

"Oh no, a lunch date is when a couple go on dates and have lunch together, boss!"

"Yeah, papá. I had a lunch date with a boy from school!" Gabriella puff her chest out with confidence, "we share a juice box!"

"Oh how scandalous!" Mariana and Lupe fake gasps as Jess and Peter laughs at Miguel 928's reaction.

"Qué? Who was it?" Miguel 928 asked out loud, "Your too young para niños, Gabriella!"

"I'm not telling." Gabriella giggles with her little self hiding being Lupe's leg. "Right, Lupe. Us girls don't kiss and tell!"

"Right." Lupe saw the shock of a father figure as if his little girl no longer is staying a child.

"LUPE!"

"What? Me and Gabriella like to have evening tea time with Lyla."

"That's right." Lyla appeared in a Marilyn Monroe outfit on her avatar. "Sorry, Miguel. Gabriella made me pinky promise."

"What! Not fair, Lupe. You have to tell me."

"Nuh uh!"

Mariana said to Billie 1613, "Speaking of lunch dates. I think Miguel 970 is taking me to one, but hmm, he got all shy and grumpy about it."

"Oh no, has he been sleeping well." Billie said.

"I hope so!" The two Spider-woman talked having to ignore the two adults arguing- well, Miguel arguing.

Gabriella saw Petie and May together, "Oh wow, May is Barbie!"

The little three year old giggles with her pink Barbie roller blade outfit, "Daddy is Ken!" She hold her dad's hand.

Jess awed out loud, "Awe, how cute is little May. She's so Barbie."

"Just adorable." Peter 616 said as the adults went around to look at the little girl. May being a bashful went to hug her dad's leg.

Lupe hums, checking out Petie's tight roller blade Ken outfit, "You do realize Deadpool is gonna go crazy when he sees you and your fatty." She leans over to see Petie's butt then giggles.

"Oh god," Petie 2010 sighs, "But I wanted to match my baby. She looks so cute with this outfit."

"Oh wow, what a cute duo." They saw Miles 2020 with his triplets and Alpha dressed up as Pokemon characters. Miles wearing an Ash Ketchum outfit while his Alpha dressed up as Mega Charizard X and the triplets were dressed as up the three different types of Charizard. Mariana got her regular Charizard onesies, Aaron in a Chameleon costume, and Karl in a Mega Charizard Y onesies.

"ROAR!" Mariana 2020 pops out of her wagon stroller with her two brothers sat with her.

"Rawr!" The other two boy follow with their massive hoodie covering their faces as they try to look scary.

Jess laughs with amusement at the Omega being the only different one, "What happened, 2020? You the only one not a Pokemon."

"Wow, those outfits are so cool!" Gerald admires the triplets, especially Hobie's costumes, "You look so dope!"

"I'm always cool, lad." The Alpha ruffled the little boy's hair, "Say you got a swag fit, too."

"I wanna be Leonardo!" Aaron bounced from his spot, his upper body leaning over the edge of the stroller wagon.

Hobie 2020 chuckles, "For real, little one? You were begging to be a Pokemon." The triplets ignore him as they were busy talking to Gerald about his cool costume.

"First, I had this idea that maybe me and my mate can be trainers and our babies be starter Pokemon, but..." Miles 2020 only remembers the costume shop filled with his triplets fighting over Charmander and Charizard. Then, his mate was looking at the cool black and blue Mega Charizard being into the costume than being the trainer. "You know, you make do." Then his eyes saw the girls, "Awe, you two look so cute."

Mayday and Gabriella giggles being shy at their outfits. Miles 2020 saw Miguel 928 looking so serious in his Bruno costume that he burst out laughing, "Oh my gawd, no way. Are you seriously Bruno? Honestly, makes sense... he is a hermit."

The Omega quickly swirl around his boss to look at the outfit then saw his face, "Oh wow, even you did a good job with your makeup. Those dark circles look so real."

Lupe, Peter 616, Petie 2010 were snickering to themselves. "Like I could see the depression hitting, the exhaustion and five'o clock shadow-" Hobie 2020 stop his Omega from saying anything further while maintaining a serious expression, "Darling, he's not wearing anything." Then let out chuckle giving up his strength to hold it in.

Miguel 928 merely stare at them being unimpressed, Miles 2020 gasps, "Uh oh! I am so sorry, Miguel! You really gotta sleep."

"Yeah, take your naps!" Mariana 2020 shouted.

Mariana 1022 and Billie 1613 were looking at the triplets being so cute. They were like hatchlings from a Pokemon egg and all three are together in a nest. "Where's yo costume?" Karl asked in his choppy three old tone.

"Later, bebé. It's going to be a lot of work to put it on." Mariana 1022 cooed, as her hand gently rub Karl's round cheek.

"Best fren! Best fren, hey! Hey, best fren!" Mariana 2020 got all in Billie's face, "Where's yours?"

"Oh it's for the party. I need to do so much with my hair and makeup." She answered.

Mariana 2020 pouts with her hoodie covering her face, "Awe, I wanna see your outfit!."

"Don't worry. I promise I'll show it." Billie 1613 giggles.

"Mariana, no reason to pout, bebé." Her daddy said.

"But daddy! I see them with no costumes!" Mariana 2020 pouts with a huff.

"You want me to deal with her, luv?" Hobie 2020 asked.

"Please, bae." Miles 2020 said to his mate.

His husband picks up their daughter, "Relax, spitfire. We need to wait for the party."

"Awe!" His pup pouted.

"Oh wow, you guys went all out today!" They turn to find Pavtri dressed up as Prince Charming walking with Gwen and Hobie.

Gwen dressed up as the bride from Kill Bill had a fake sword and her yellow black jumpsuit with her hair a little teased and added a bit makeup to look like she was fighting.

Hobie wore horn headband that's nicely placed on his head, and had a fake thin devil tail. "Aye, cat woman." He grins at Lupe.

"See he gets it!" Lupe grins widely, "And you're a demon."

The punker grins widely with his arms crossed, "Always."

"Where's Miles? I thought he would be here." Gwen asked as Billie 1613 touches her fake sword.

Mariana 1022 carries Aaron, "Oh, I wonder what's his costume!"

"Probably something nerdy." Pavtri giggles.

"Oh, will he dress up as a cool anime character." Billie 1613 awe, "My brother use to dress up all the time for his anime club and it was so fun to watch him make the outfits."

"Oh that'll be fun. I wonder if he's dressing up a popular character like Howl from Howl's moving castle or Naruto." Mariana 1022 rub her chin.

"Or hopefully a Pokemon trainer!" Miles 2020 grins widely, "That way my idea will be complete."

Hobie 2020 holding his daughter, "Awe, can't handle a dragon?"

"Roar!" Their daughter roar at her daddy, "Fear me, daddy!"

"Yeah, so scary." Miles 2020 giggles at his pup, "Your just like your father." He winks at his husband, the Alpha let out a low rumble in the back of his throat with his scent seeping out of him.

"Huh oh, careful Millie. He might give you another set of triplets." Lupe chuckles.

"Hahaha, oh nonono. I'm good with these three." Miles 2020 laughs.

"Yeah, I want to be the only girl!" Mariana 2020 chimes out loud.

Gabriella said, "You don't want another sister! I always wanted another sibling."

Miguel let out a cough. "Really? Why? I like being on my own." Gerry said to Gabriella.

"I want a little brother or sister, too!" Mayday agrees with Gabriella.

"Look what you did, Lupe." Miguel said to the Spider-woman.

"What? You can give her a brother or sister, you're still... young?" She tilted her head to the side, "How old are you, again?"

Gwen said to Hobie, "What if Miles dress as an Angel? That'll be so cute."

Hobie turns into a slight baby pink, "My Sunflower as an Angel... yes, I would love to see that."

"Fingers crossed!" Pavtri said out loud.

The group were unaware of a familiar Spider-man running from up high coming down holding a three year old in his arms. "Who dat?" Petie squint his eyes up. Then everyone turns there head at the colorful Spider-man as the closer he got down dressed as Spider-Punk 138b.

He stood as soon he began talking, everyone knew it was Miles. "I'm Hobie Brown, when I’m not playing shows, antagonizing fascists, staging unpermitted political action slash performing art pieces." He did a pose while held a handcrafted thrifted electric guitar similar to Hobie's, "OR, having a laugh at the pub with the mandem. I'm not a role model, I was briefly a runway model. I hate the AM, I hate the PM, I hate labels!" He remove his Spider-Punk mask to show off his own wicks made from a synthetic wig with visible colorful lines and yarn to give that voluminous look. His face painted more Punk aesthetic with black lipstick, and wearing fake piercings similar to his boyfriend.

"Oh my gawd, that's such a cool Hobie costume!" Pavtri and Billie 1613 gasps with their eyes gleaming at Miles' costume. He got every part of the outfit to the tee.

Gwen said, "Wow, no wonder you were asking me about battle jackets."

"Whoa, is your guitar really!" Mayday went up with the other children to check out the outfit. Her hand touched the guitar.

"Yup!" Miles plays a weak string.

Mariana 1022 giggles, "Sweet, I like the hair. maybe you should do wicks more often."

"Oh yeah!" Miles grins widely, as he posed.

Petie said, "The suit and looks is spot on!"

"Yeah, no kidding. I thought it was another variant." Peter added.

"I really like the patch work on those jeans." Jess eyes on Miles' black jeans, she could tell he put a lot a thought on the design.

"He looks like other da-da!" Mariana 2020 said out loud to his daddy, "Right, daddy."

Miles 2020 giggles, "Yes, he does!"

Miles grins widely, "You know, I thought I try something new." His doe eyes glances at Hobie.

Everyone else saw Hobie 138b turning vivid bright pink. Hobie 2020 chuckles, "Tongue twisted, eh?" He patted his variant's back, "Heh, I would be too if my Sunflower dressed up as me." He looks back at his mate with a puppy pout.

Miles 2020 giggles, "Oh really? Maybe next year."

"I wanna dress up as da-da, daddy." Karl climbs on his daddy, being carried.

"I will keep that in mind, mi vida." Miles 2020 kisses his son on the cheek.

Hobie finally got up to look at his Sunflower, "You look Ace, luv. You got every detailed!" He saw the battle vest, "Oi, are you sure you didn't take my clothes."

"No, bae. I made everything. See!" Miles shows the brand of the battle vest, "It's a different brand."

"So, that means I should be you then... hmm perhaps I can steal me a Spider-man cost-" Then a three year old Spider-man pops up from Miles back, "No! It's me!" Billie's voice spoke from the tiny Spider-man.

"Hahaha, sorry, bae. Billie is me for Halloween." He had a baby strap underneath his battle jacket, he got Billie off his back.

The little girl dressed up in Miles' black and red suit wearing her mask and web shooter, "Hi, I'm Miles Morales! I am Spider-man and-and I'ma do my own thing!" She proudly puff her chest out, then shoot a dart from her web shooter at Hobie. "Hehe!"

"Awe, she looks so cute, Miles!" Jess quickly went over to look at Billy, "She's so adorable as a tiny Spider-man? Spider-woman?"

"I'm Miles!" Billie 1610 said out loud.

Hobie chuckles, "Heh, not follow gender norms. I like it."

"Ohhh how cute! Look at her tiny web-shooter!" Pavtri gawks.

Billie 1613 and Mariana 1022 cooed at Billie, "Awe, Billie. Your so cute as Miles."

"Hehehe! I'ma do my own thing." She saids trying to be her big brother. She didn't want to remove her mask.

Miles mimic Hobie's voice, "Sunflower, you're doing a fantastic job!" Gwen and Pavtri giggles at the perfect cockney accent.

"Huh uh!" Billie nodded.

Hobie picks up his Miles, "Hobie!" Miles being bashful.

"You're too precious to me, luv." He happily kisses Miles' cheek.

"No, Hobie! My big brother!" Billie huffs out loud.

"Well, now I know the party is going to quite ecstatic." Miguel said to the adults.

Peter laughs, "Yeah, especially when you got those two together."

"HOBIE!" Miles saw how the punker runs around having the children chasing them.

"No fair, Hobie! I wanna touch Miles' guitar!" Gabriella said out loud.

"I wanna hold Billie!" Mayday said out loud.

Gerry preach, "I wanna play with Miles."

Hobie merely plays around while carrying his lover and Billie. "Whoa-whoa!" Billie getting dizzy. "I wanna do my own THING!"

"Me too! Me too!" Mariana 2020 shouted out loud.

"Sorry, lads. I'm not sharing him." Hobie chuckles at the children.

[airasora]

Disney princess casual outfits from best to worst IMO

@lovestrucklyuniverse asked me what my favorite and least favorite Disney casual outfits were since I made a tier list on which fancy dresses! So once again I've made both a tier template, which you can try yourself HERE, and also did an actual list from favorite to least.

Moana

You guys may remember that I'm one of the people who were PISSED when Disney Dreamlight Valley changed the color scheme for the Moana 10 level friendship dress... and I am STILL MAD. I LOVE HER COLOR SCHEME. Honestly I love her ending outfit too, I forgot to add it to my Disney princess gowns tier (oops) but overall I've always had an affinity for Polynesian-Hawaiian fashion. I love all the details without it being overwhelming, and that necklace is gorgeous too.

Anna

I know that TECHNICALLY Anna's real "casual outfit" is actually just her fancy gown, but with sleeves and a cape - or at least it's very similar, so for me that meant I might as well do this dress instead. Could I have gone into Frozen 2? Sure, but I didn't want to do that because then I would have to consider ALL Anne and Elsa's outfits and that'd take forever. If I were gonna do that, I'd rather do a list of ONLY Frozen outfits or something xD Anyway, I think this dress is HELLA cute! A real nice spring dress, with some cute nature details at the bottom along with a "corset" and long sleeves. I like that while it's overall green, there are some pink accents and it has multiple shades of green so it doesn't feel too simple.

Rapunzel

I already mentioned this in the gown version of this tier list, but I am overall a fan of all of Rapunzel's outfits. I would have LOVED to see her green concept art dress though, holy crap. I hope there's a cosplayer out there who has made that dress cause I want to see it irl SO BAD xD Anyway, the dress we got is cute! Different shades of pink and purple, SMALL puff sleeves and loads of small details along with lace. I'm a lace girl, love lace, will never say no to lace. Probably.

Mulan

Now see THIS is a much better outfit for Mulan! Which is interesting cause it has a similar color scheme to her fancy hanfu, dark blue, dark red, grayish white and a pinkish red as well. So... why does this look WAY better to me??? I don't know. It just does. Perhaps I'll try to do a color swap of these two and see if I can make myself like Mulan's fancy hanfu more that way xD

Ariel

This dress is so stinking cute and the bigass bow in Ariel's hair is hilariously oversized, but in the best way xD I like that it's blue, but three different shades so it - like I've mentioned earlier with Anna's dress - isn't just one solid color. It is just a tiiiiiny bit too simple for my liking though, which is why it isn't higher on my list.

Belle

Not gonna lie, I heavily prefer Belle's peasant dress to her fancy, gold gown. It's simply color-wise, but the color switch around enough for it to not feel like one solid block of color. White shirt with poofy sleeves and a collar, blue dress with thick straps and a white petticoat along with a white apron. No cute little details or anything like that, but it doesn't feel that boring despite only being two colors. Also, her hairstyle is super cute.

Kida

I actually like like Kida's outfit just fine. It's nothing fantastic though and I think it's a little bit safe. Atlantians are, from what I know, a fictional group of people and culture, right? Why not experiment a bit more? Make her wear something that stands out! Instead it's just something I can imagine seeing a random white girl wear at the beach. It's not bad, but it's one of my many issues with the visuals of the Atlantis movie.

Jasmine

I like Jasmine's outfit fine. But it's all the same shade of blue and has NO details whatsoever. Yes, the "belt" of her pants is a lighter shade, but not by much. If it had a bit more decoration on it, I would like it a lot more. And I don't like those earrings. They've confused me since I was a child. How high up are her earlobes supposed to be exactly??? I don't know about you guys, but my earlobes are parallel to just below my cheek bones. On Jasmine, based on the earrings, it looks like her earlobes are parallel to the lower part of her eye which is just VERY high up, isn't it??? Either way, a fairly simply outfit that I think only really works cause Jasmine's own beauty carries it all.

Elsa

Eh... this dress should be right up my alley. I love cyan and teal shades, it has long sleeves, there's purple there, there's some cute details without them being overwhelming. On paper, I should love or at least like this dress and I just... don't. I really can't explain why, it just doesn't do anything for me. My only guess would be that it's tight. It looks limiting. Which is kinda the idea given what Elsa is going through at this point in the movie, so I like it for her, but personally it just doesn't work for me.

Merida

Again. Dark teal/cyan, but with Merida's dress I can easily explain why I dislike it: IT'S SO FUCKING BORING. It's one solid color all the way through and then it has those small frilly thingies on her wrists and upper body and I despise frills. Hate them. Reminds me of whipped cream and I hate whipped cream too xD And the frills being fucking beige doesn't help xD

Aurora

Boring peasant gown is boring, but I love that corset! But there's too much... beige, gray and just... I like color, okay? Or at least just not "neutral" colors like this. I might honestly have liked it more if it had dark, warm, earthy color instead. I am anti-beige xD Also never been a fan of this type of collar. It's giving school uniform and it makes me feel two types of ways and neither are what I should be feeling looking at a Disney movie xD

Tiana

This shade of yellow is one of the ONLY shades of yellow I actually like, otherwise I am just not a fan of yellow, usually. I do think it suits Tiana very well, but outside of that it's just very plain. I like the silhouette, sorta, but that's about it.

Pocahontas

Again, not a fan of neutral beige'ish colors. And what pisses me off is that if you google Native American fashion, there are SO MANY gorgeous examples. Once again, I get that animators might not want to put a bunch of details on an outfit of the main character, but goddammit, why does it have to be THIS boring??? Thankfully the necklace is there, but the dress on its own is just really boring.

Cinderella

Do I even have to explain this one? Disney has made plenty of cute "housemaid" outfits (Nanny from 101 Dalmatians, Mrs. Jenkins from Pocahontas 2) and this is just not one of them. But considering that one of the reasons Cinderella is wearing such a plain outfit is to make her ballgown that much more amazing, and that I find that to be one of the most boring Disney ballgowns, this outfit doesn't work for me.

Snow White

I mean, come on. It's supposed to be ugly and they succeeded. Can't really hate it for doing its job xD

Check out my tier list for Disney princess gowns here!

[dollsonmain]

Ok, who wants to see what’s ACTUALLY in here:

A kitchen sink island thing. 1 segment of railing or fence. A crib that I had to assemble. Enough school chair parts to put together one school chair but I had to disassemble two partial chairs to make the one. Approximately half a bicycle that says Kelsey ♥ Kelsey on it. Little pink basket?? The bottom to a couch, the bottom to two chairs, and two matching chair backs none of which can be connected because something is missing.

Anastasia, Anastasia, and ????? the maker’s mark is obscured by her hair being rooted directly into it. Very distinct face, though, that I can probably find with google’s image search.

Baby Spice, Baby Spice, Ginger Spice, Kid Kore Stacie knock-off. Kid Kore dolls were decent quality, really. Just poorly painted.

Ariel, Ariel, Britney, Sasha? There’s a converto-tail dress thing above Ariel that I forgot to photograph.

That IS Prince Eric’s outfit. I’ll put it on my Disney Store Eric. Barbie, and Teen Skipper.

Barbie in a dress I like and am going to keep, Barbie in a dress that I have two of already, and Barbie.

Barbie, Whitney, Totato, Hairy Totato.

Ice skating Barbie missing her jump assist wand thing, brunette Superstar face, Teresa that used to have those solid perfume things in her skirt but some kid ripped them all out.

Teresa with earrings I recognize but can’t place (some sort of mod mini skirt dress I think?), and Teresa.

Clothes.

Do you remember those hats with the hair attached? I remember those hats with the hair attached.

Lace dress is not Barbie size. It’s the size I thought that other doll was going to be 😭

9 kaiser stands none of which is actually Barbie size. These are for bears I think.

[violivs]

NMTDaily: Preparing for Pedro’s Party

- There is SO much clever symbolism in this episode that I didn’t get before. Get ready!

- Aww I love this episode, it’s so sweet to see the girls just being sweet friends having fun.

- Justice for Ursula, they should’ve invited her over to raid the costume closet too!

- Do we know what the occasion is for Pedro’s party? Is it his birthday or something? Or is it just a classic teenage “my parents will be out so I’m throwing a party for no reason other than opportunity” situation?

- Oh my GOD Meg no. I forgot about “nude bodysuits are the worst” “I don’t have to wear the bodysuit!”

- Bea and Meg hugs are cute!

- “You can dress as whatever you want as long as I approve of it” classic overbearing Bea.

- I am CERTAIN that Beatrice’s devil horns are a Much Ado reference but I can’t remember the particulars. 😈 🧐 Isn’t it like, horns represent the cuckold so Benedick swears you’ll never see him with horns in his head like a married man? I feel like that’s talking about bull horns rather than devil horns- but Hero is also brandishing a red cape like a bullfighter in this moment so that works too! This is definitely a reference.

- “Making a point” love a good pun lol

- That is significantly more wigs than I ever had in my dress up box growing up. (Well- mine were Ariel wig, Rapunzel wig, and witch hat with grey hair attached, I guess that’s kinda three wigs, so we are at equal wig numbers. Wig tangent!)

- Bea holding up a leather and metal belt thing and Meg saying “oh that’s mine”. Margaret you are too young to be making that kind of joke. I am shocked!

- “I could be a lion” *roars while wearing a lace curtain as a mane* - see, something about this reminds me so much of the Mechanicals from A Midsummer Night’s Dream and their makeshift costumes. Love that.

- Beatrice’s horrible pink dress that looks like a sea monster also reminds me of a flamingo! 🦩🦩🦩

- I was gonna say imagine Ben’s reaction if Bea went to the party as a flamingo in that dress. But then I realized he might still be watching Bea’s videos at this point in the story, and even if not, he IS still gonna get to see her in this dress when they watch back all the videos together at the end, lol. “You’re a beautiful flamingo!” - Ben, reacting to the dress and making Bea blush, in my headcanon I just made up right now.

- Meg, kind of staring at Bea’s cleavage in the pink dress: “I love it!”

Hero: “I’m sure you do”

Look, maybe this was more slut shaming, but in MY head, this was just the first sign that made us all think Meg was bisexual- and Hero knew it.

- “Pink is scientifically the most painful color for the human eye to look at, so. Enjoy.”

- Punk Hero! Yeah girl, step out of your comfort zone for a night!

- They really are laying on Meg’s characterization as the sexual and outrageous one in this episode. The jokes she makes, trying to get Hero to unbutton an extra button. It makes me worry about her, how that can be used against her, and we know that worry is unfortunately well founded.

- “You’ve gotta hunt him down-“ “Like a PREDATOR” poor Bea is so uncomfortable with the dating/flirting talk and trying to diffuse it here, I almost feel bad for laughing

- “I just don’t think anyone’s that awkward around me. I think I just bring out the best in people.” Never lose that self-confidence, Meg! (Also, this line has def been juxtaposed with Freddie’s anxiety to show how Winterking could work in the lolilo era of the fandom- I think I made one of those edits myself.)

- Meg’s spiky hat after the next cut is giving Dalek tbh

- Oh man, I’m obsessed with Beatrice’s Benedick cosplay. Like, he does have a garish space cat shirt, but when have we ever seen him wear a hat apart from the Where’s Wally sketch, which Bea isn’t supposed to have watched? And he only wears sunglasses once, during a video that has not happened yet. But somehow she expects everyone to get who she’s making fun of right away? And they do?

- Also it’s a great example of how she clearly has Benedick on the brain. Why did you bring Ben up again, apropos of nothing, right after Hero was talking about the boy *she* likes? I see you, Beatrice.

- Love that not only can she not do his accent, she also can’t help making him sound like an annoying small child or an elf or something, lol.

- Wait oh my god! I just noticed that throughout this video, Beatrice is wearing a black watch! Just like the one Ben wears! Somehow I never noticed Bea’s watch before, even though I always notice Ben’s and think how quaint and old-fashioned it is of him to wear an analog wristwatch. I love that. Costuming parallels. Soulmates.

- Beatrice doing the Ben voice: “Yo!”

Meg: “No.”

Ben, in the video description of literally the next video: “yo yo yo!”

Lol amazing she nailed his brand of utter cringe

- “It’s beautiful!” “No, it’s heinous!” “I think that you should never take it off.”

- Can I be overly literal and point out that Hero just said Bea should never take off the shirt that represents Benedick, and then (spoilers) Bea is gonna actually literally proceed to be life partners with Ben forever after? I.e. never taking him off. Squee! It’s a very adorable (heinous?) metaphor!!!

- And it reminds me of “you are too fine to wear for everyday use”, Beatrice comparing another suitor to clothing in the play while shooting him down.

- “Oh, bucket hat? Always!”

- Hero with the boots: “I just want someone to dress up as a cowboy so they can wear these.” Remember this line for the party episodes and look out for cowboys 👀 There will be one!

- Beatrice the ironic/as-a-joke princess! A great moment, a great character choice.

- Also obsessed with her “that’s creeping me out” about wearing a bridal veil and holding a green wig bouquet. TCW found a way to make modern Beatrice say she’ll never marry without actually saying she’ll never marry. Adaptational choices!

- Meg puts the devil horns on Hero and says “I really love you in that” and Hero says “I don’t know about this.” Holy symbolism Batman! Literally visually foreshadowing her being villainized against her will. Wow.

- “Boys, Leo, we’re talking about boys! Come and join us!” Lol

- I always crack up at Leo’s terrible helmet-ass hat hair when they take off his cap. I’m sorry buddy, you need a brush.

- I also love them putting him in the cape and clown wig. He IS about to be clowning hard when the rest of the plot unfolds.

- Bea calling Leo an old man and I am suddenly very relieved to do the math and figure that Leo is still chronologically older than me, even though I’m older now than he was during NMTD. I was about to become the crypt keeper otherwise, my god.

- This is interesting too because now the girls already know Leo thought Pedro liked Hero, so they should be able to head off Claudio’s confusion ahead of time. Why don’t they?

- Also interesting that Leo assumes Bea would be jealous of Hero dating Pedro. That would probably piss Bea off, like “quit assuming I have a crush on every guy I’m nice to, that’s so reductive”. It’s another example of her feeling like the idea of dating is being forced on her.

- We definitely get a taste of Leo’s patriarchal view of Hero and need to pass judgement on her dating life here. Even otherwise good men are steeped in the patriarchy and take certain ideas from that that can quickly turn toxic. The themes of the play are being seeded here. Onward!

- Comment section boogaloo: lots of comments loving Leo and the setup of his character for what’s to come; discussion of how most of this episode was improvised by the actors; comparisons to Darcy Costume Theater from the LBD.

- Best comment award goes to DillyBlue from two months ago, saying “Hero, forget Claudio, Meg is clearly into you!”

- We all see the vision and the vision is that Meg Winter likes girls.

🦩🥭💖

[enchantedchocolatebars]

One Of Us (A story about my friend @princessrainbowpastel's geek goddess oc Persephone meeting the Disney princesses)

As the Disney princesses dolled themselves up in their dressing room, their door begun to open.

They immediately look to see a woman with light pink skin, wavy hair, and a purple chiton step inside.

Their attention is quickly piqued by her physical appearance.

She was beautiful.

Upon seeing the princesses, the woman yelps, her chubby cheeks tinting in embarrassment.

This wasn't Hade's dressing room.

"S-Sorry!" She quickly apologizes, giving a small bow.

As the woman attempted to leave...

"Princess, wait! Don't go!" The princesses would say in unison.

The woman was brought to a halt by those words as she turned to the royals.

"Princess?" The woman would question as she is quick to correct the girls. "Oh, no, no, no, I'm not a princess."

This woman was Persephone, the Greek goddess of spring.

"You're not?" The princesses all gasped in shock.

Persephone shakes her head.

"Oh, surely you must be a princess," Cinderella spoke, her voice tender and kind as she looked to Persephone. "Do you have dreams? Any aspirations?"

"I do," the goddess politely replied. She desired to be free, which she now is.

"Do you like animals?" Snow White asked, her forest friends gathering around her.

Persephone thought the animals looked so cute!

She gives the fairest of them all a nod.

Belle begins to bring out a brown book titled 'Beauty and the Beast' in gold letters.

As she presents the cover to Persephone, she opens the book and displays a page that shows her and the Beast happy together. "Do you know not to judge a book by its cover?"

"I do," Persephone told her. That was a lesson she learned as she spent more time with Hades.

"Are you shy?" Aurora would quietly ask, being a shy princess.

"Very," Persephone whispered back at the blonde as the two shared a giggle.

"Did you have an overprotective parent?" Ariel chuckled, thinking back to how her father was in the beginning.

"Still do," Persephone laughed, thinking about her mother, Demeter.

"Are you caring?" Jasmine asked in a genial voice.

"I am!" Persephone beamed. She cared a lot about her creations, as well as her family, other gods and goddesses, and Hades.

"Do you love your homeland?" Pocahontas inquired. She loved hers.

"Mm-hm," Persephone hummed. Earth was the land that she called home, and she had a strong attachment to it.

"Are you courageous?" Mulan asked.

"Sometimes," Persephone would admit with a small giggle. It did take a lot of courage to start standing up for herself.

Tiana pulled out a plate of her famous beignets. "Do you enjoy sweets?" The frog princess would offer with a sweet smile.

Violet eyes start to sparkle at the fried doughy goodness.

"I do!" She happily says, taking a beignet from the plate. Biting into it, she hums in delight at the taste. With a swallow, she smiles.

"Thank you!" she tells Tiana, finishing the rest of the square donut dessert.

The frog princess would continue to smile at Persephone. "You're welcome."

"Oh, oh, oh! I have a question for her!" Anna excitedly pulls out Olaf from behind her back and holds him up for Persephone to see.

"Do you have a friend?" The Arendelle princess would ask.

Olaf gives Persephone a cheerful wave.

"Aww, he's cute!" Persephone would comment as she waved back at the little snowman. "But to answer your question, I do have a friend." Her friend was Artemis, the goddess of the hunt.

"What about powers?" Elsa would ask next, summoning a small snow cloud above her hand.

"I do!" Persephone demonstrates by summoning a potted plant.

The princesses 'OOOH' in amazement at her ability. When she makes the potted plant disappear, they 'AHHH' at this achievement.

"Are you a fan of flowers?" Moana asked, handing her the reddish orange hibiscus from her hair.

"You have no idea!" Persephone lights up, taking the tropical plant.

She loved flowers.

A sincere smile spread on the lips of the Polynesian princess. "You're welcome."

Taking a sniff of it, she smiled.

It smelt stunning.

"Thank you!"

Merida figured it was her turn to question Persephone. "Are you Disney or Pixar?" The Pixar princess would ask, breaking the fourth wall.

"Uh..." Persephone had no idea. "I'm not quite sure, but, I guess I'll go with... Disney?"

Merida and the other princesses remained silent for a moment before agreeing in a harmonious manner.

She definitely seemed like the Disney type.

"Final question!" Rapunzel exuberates. "Do you believe in the power of..." She paused, expecting Persephone to know the answer.

"... Love?" Persephone would finish, her tone uncertain.

"Well, yes," Rapunzel replies, "But also, the power of..." She looked at her fellow princesses, who had the same eagerness in their eyes.

"PINK!🍨🌸🌷💗🧁💟" They'd all exclaim together. The princesses understood the power the color held.

It conveyed love, femininity, and, most importantly, cotton candy.

This answer surprises Persephone.

"Oh! Well, I do believe in the power of love. I'm not entirely too sure what the 'power of pink' is, but I do really like the color pink. Does that count?"

"Yes!" They all shout, lifting Persephone up in the air as they cheered.

She passed the princess test with flying colors.

"ONE OF US, ONE OF US, ONE OF US!" They chant.

Persephone giggled lightly at the praise.

Although she wasn't a princess, she's thankful that these ladies seemed to really like her.

Maybe they could all be friends.

She'd like that.

[thehangeddemon]

An Exchange of Favors || Xavier, January, & Ariel || July 26-27, 2023

Xavier: Even though the confirmation he'd needed to make this visit had come mere hours after his conversation with Rhys, Xavier chose to wait a bit before returning to January Embers. It was as Rhys had said; timing was everything. If he came too soon, he'd tip his hand. Too late, and there was every chance the visit would no longer be required. A misstep could not be afforded.

Regardless of if Rohan and his DJ ended up despising each other one day in the future--although Xavier didn't see that being the case--they'd formed a significant attachment in the here and now. As Rohan's friend and confidante, seeing to the witch's happiness was of the utmost importance to Xavier.

So, a little over a week but not quite two weeks later, the demon walked up the club door and greeted the bouncers with a nod.

"Good evening, gentlemen," he said pleasantly. "I am Mr. Rossmara. I would like to see Lady Dune if she's available. She should remember me, I came earlier this month with Mr. Mello."

January: Just as before, the pulse of the nightclub could be felt from a block away. The line at this hour curved around the building. The same two gentlemen in the same fine suits monitored the line, allowing those on a special list on their tablets through without question. The name Rossmara was enough to pull the velvet rope. A blue Jan Emb was stamped on the back of his hand, an ornate V beneath the square logo.

"Up the stairs to the left," said Lee.

Xavier: Xavier accepted the stamp and gave a second nod to the man who had spoken. “Thank you.”

The atmosphere inside the club was just as bone-rattlingly loud as he remembered but as he was here for business, he didn’t pay it any mind. Tried to, anyway. There was only so much he could tune out.

Following the bouncer’s directions, he went up the stairs to the familiar VIP area in search of his hostess. He was as impeccably dressed as the last time he’d been here, only this time he’d come armed with a gift.

January: Tonight Ariel Cassidy was not the point of interest on the stage. A woman with pink and white hair in a white dress was having the time of her life. Rosara written in elegant red font over her booth. A dubstep and K-pop blend that the crowd seemed to enjoy, matching the bubbly aura of their temporary disc jockey.

January would be found leaning against the polished metal and wood railing overlooking her little kingdom. Her pink dress with black applique matched the vibe of the evening.

She smiled at his approach and stretched backward like a cat.

"You left the priest at church tonight?"

Xavier: “Lady Dune.” Xavier inclined his head toward her and answered her smile with a charming one of his own. He braced himself because he knew that from this moment forward, he was going to be observed closely and that any conclusions arrived at as a result would likely be shared.

With Rhys especially.

“Good evening and yes, I did. How does the night find you? Well I hope.”

January: With or without Rhys, the demon was eyed up and down. There was no denying he had been undressed and redressed down to the last button.

"Mhm. I've wined, I've dined. Look what my new little treasure's given me." January kicked her foot back, showing off her glittering black stilettos. Her outfit matched from head to toe, down to her black and iridescent nails.

Showing off just to have those eyes on her. Something to tease Rhys with later.

She turned her back on her nightclub, leaning against the rail with both hands.

"What brings you back?"

Xavier: Her gaze was unmistakable and nostalgically familiar. He’d been the subject of such a gaze almost as often as he’d affected it himself.

Those eyes would most certainly be on her. To flatter and be flattered was its own delicate dance and in this case, he had to admire his own good judgement. The right ace had been placed up his sleeve.

“Lovely. And, if I may say, rather fortuitous.”

The demon reached into his suit jacket and produced a black velvet box which he proceeded to offer.

“Two things. Firstly, to give you this small token of my gratitude for your hospitality the other night. Secondly, to exchange a favor with you.”

January: She kicked off the rail and stepped closer. Breathed him in with a little hum lost over the chest-wrenching bass.

"Oh, honey," she gasped, offering the box back and turning, expecting him to know what to do next. "What blessing are you trying to earn? Rhys' hand in marriage? My god!"

Xavier: Ah, but of course. This was far from the first necklace he’d ever gifted, and it was lifted from its box and placed around her neck with delicate ease.

Xavier chuckled softly. “No, nothing to do with Mr. Mello. I actually came to talk about your Mr. Cassidy.”

The demon would wait until January turned to face him again before taking a deliberate step back to admire her. He’d chosen the perfect piece to give her.

“Beautiful.”

January: "Oh, now, don't go breaking Rhys' heart over a pretty ghoul." Gone were the days of her long hair, but her fingers ran through what she had anyway as she turned to face him, showing off his gift resting perfectly around her neck. Her outfit was now complete. Rosara will be jealous.

"Just tell me, is this business or pleasure?"

Xavier: Xavier shook his head. “I wouldn’t dream of doing such a thing.” To either Rohan or to Rhys, although he doubted the vampire’s heart was his to break anyway. Things between them were as yet…somewhat nebulous.

“Business primarily, although the pleasure of looking at you while it’s conducted is a rather exceptional bonus.”

January: "You're very tactful with your words, like a gentleman." And she wanted him to know that she knew that.

"If it is business, then you'll follow me to my office where I can hear myself think." And she would take his arm for the trip, followed not so closely behind by one of her bodyguards.

Her office was a stark contrast to the nightclub surrounding it. Whitewashed exposed brick covered here and there by rectangular gray and black acoustic panels. Slate flooring to catch the click of her heels. Burgundy Monroe sofas faced each other, separated by a frosted glass table. Enormous glass figures hung from the ceiling at various heights and shapes beside her desk, creating a kind of maze playground.

What appeared to be a window behind her desk was in fact a floor-to-ceiling screen, set on a rooftop web cam somewhere in Brooklyn.

Her bodyguard planted himself outside of her office, giving them all the privacy they needed.

"Would you like something to drink, or straight to business?"

Xavier: “But of course.” Because Xavier was a gentleman, he inclined his head once again and held his arm out for her to take, feeling a strange sort of comfort in the gesture. There was a ceremony and formality to interactions like these that he found pleasing and…freeing.

Both parties knew where they stood and it made everything infinitely easier.

The office couldn’t have been more in contrast with the club and for that very reason, Xavier found he rather liked it. The glass and sofas caught his eye especially. They were exactly his color.

“I’m fine, Lady Dune, thank you.” He would wait until she sat before following suit.

January: January took her favorite place, the sofa nearest to her floating glass, crossing her leg over her knee. This was her territory, her home, her power. Though she didn't take up every inch of space where she sat, her presence was large enough. Elbow on her knee, chin in hand, she smiled at her guest.

"So, what do you want with my ghoul?"

Xavier: A fact that was very present in the demon’s mind as he smiled at his hostess. A sparkly little trinket and a gift for flattery could only get a person so far; in this world, respect and awareness kept you alive.

Respect, awareness, and knowing when you were at a disadvantage.

“Do you recall my associate Mr. Dalca? When we were here last, he made use of the card your Mr. Cassidy asked you to pass on to him. It seems they’ve taken a liking to each other and as Mr. Dalca is a good friend, I’d like him to have the opportunity to see where that leads.”

January: Rhys had not informed January of this visit, leaving this moment in the dark for Xavier to work his magic. He had faith in him, even if he was only a little amused by his reason. So long as the Toreador found a way to take full advantage would he not have an earful of her passive complaints about the upcoming games.

And those were steadily in her peripheral.

"I love my ghoul, but I'm not his mama. Mr. Dalca can play him with all he wants." She wasn't going to bite so readily.

Xavier: Independently of anything else, Xavier took January’s words to mean that she didn’t intend to interfere with whatever relationship Rohan had with the DJ. A small relief, and he’d take it on his friend’s behalf.

Xavier smiled and nodded. “Opportunity is a rare treasure, is it not?” he said, dropping his voice slightly. “Coveted by many but given to very few. And as a man who doesn’t enjoy leaving things to chance, I should like Mr. Dalca to be able to take full advantage of the opportunity he has to get to know Mr. Cassidy and I’m prepared to ensure that he does.”

January: Her smile was gentle, but losing something behind her lashes. Ostentatious displays sparked joy for her on many occasions; her love of foreplay, formalities, and blandishment bordered on problematic, but,

"We're in my office for business, darling, go ahead and spit it out. You haven't said anything that he can't do this very moment."

How wide had Rhys opened his mouth?

Xavier: “Very well.” Xavier gave a single nod and crossed his legs, leaning back in his seat.

“When we met, you told me it wasn’t every day that a demon came into your club. However, on that night, one did and there’s every chance that someday, another one might. A demon or something else with ill intent. In this world of ours, anything is liable to happen.

“But, as I’ve said, I am not a man who likes leaving things to chance. Mr. Dalca likes Mr. Cassidy and the only way he can explore that attraction to whatever lengths he likes is if Mr. Cassidy is around and whole.

“Therefore, my question to you is this: what would it cost to ensure Mr. Cassidy’s safety?”

January: She didn't want to budge on her belief that business should be a drop of the silly formalities. Clear and concise statements to move a project along. It was one of the reasons Rhys and Sapphira tolerated her at all. Security helped. Money certainly helped.

Was it any wonder the Lasombra enjoyed his company? A pirate priest didn't have many opportunities with a jewel such as this.

"Oh dear," she sighed, getting to her feet and around her desk. "Our beloved priest went and told you about that?"

Xavier: Xavier would neither confirm nor deny her suspicions. He didn’t need to. They both already knew the answer to her question.

“Threats are ever present, my lady. If my experiences are any indication, I daresay you might be familiar with the notion that if it isn’t one thing, it’s another. We don’t always know if something is going to come up or when, but occasionally we have a chance to preempt problems.

“As I said, I’m here to exchange favors. I realize my request isn’t a simple one but even if it were, everything has a price and I’m prepared to pay it.”

January: If only the demon knew. Had he been a part of her coterie a wine glass might have been thrown in his general direction. A tantrum, as Sapphira labeled them.

But she had said spit it out!

"So you've said something about a boon, something something opportunities, and speaking on behalf of your friend. Shouldn't he be the one in my office?"

Xavier: “He doesn’t know I’m in your office,” the demon sighed. And with damn good reason. “Or in the country for that matter. I’m here because I have chosen to be, not because I was asked to be.”

Xavier vaguely wished he’d taken her offer of a drink but his judgement maintained it was best he hadn’t.

“I want my friend to have what he wants and what he wants is your DJ. He can only have your DJ if something doesn’t happen to him. What would you like in exchange for ensuring that nothing happens to your DJ, Lady Dune?” He couldn’t put it any more plainly than that.

January: Despite the language tango they were having, January was already making plans. Her laptop powered on and opened to her calendar. Birthdays of every staff member. Every local DJ's schedule and birthday. Wedding anniversaries for her bodyguards, and every meeting she had ever had, in her own made-up shorthand.

"He will when we've concluded here. Unless you want Ariel to keep a secret." Those went well in relationships.

"I need to age him up a bit. He needs more practice. He has, mm, hasn't told me anything about September except a gig in a place called Inner City at the end of the month."

Her chin returned to her hand.

"I should be asking you that question, Ross. You're giving me a lot and asking for nothing."

Xavier: "Yes, he will," Xavier said with a nod. "I never intended to keep in the dark after the fact, only before." That way, Rohan wouldn't have a chance to talk him out of it and wouldn't have a reason to worry, or so Xavier hoped.

"Asking for nothing?" The demon smiled and shook his head. "My dear Lady Dune, I'm asking for quite a bit. Beyond asking you to make sure harm doesn't come to Mr. Cassidy, I'm asking you to help make someone happy. That hardly counts as nothing."

January: "That's a very sentimental way of looking at things. In what way are you even a demon?" The only similarity to those foul-smelling nightmares was the penchant for playing with words like a bag of Scrabble chips. Double meanings, hidden agendas, and a determined lack of concision.

"Do you realize you come off more threatening and vague than persuasive?"

Xavier: The demon heaved a long sigh, staring a hole into January’s coffee table for a few moments. What he wouldn’t give for July to end. This month simply hadn’t been his, although…had any month in the past two years been his?

“I’ve been told I come across that way, yes,” he said quietly. “I suppose that’s the hallmark of being a demon.”

January: Well now, that was genuine. Her eyes roamed up to his forehead, around his hair, looking at something he couldn't see.

She gave a sigh of her own.

"Explain what you said before. Are you trying to threaten my club with your ilk?"

Xavier: Xavier fought the urge to sigh again. If that’s how he was coming across then he was truly losing his touch.

“Forgive me, it was not my intent to threaten you or insinuate that I would. I was only speaking hypothetically. I do not associate with my demonic brethren, I find them insufferable.”

January: She would sigh for them both. His carefully crafted walls were gently crumbling, just the way she preferred. She needed that to gauge whether or not this man was trustworthy with her precious treasures.

Her phone was brought to her ear. Seeing no reason to explain herself, she smiled and said, "Ari, baby, hi. I need you to pay me a visit. I'll be in my office. No! Nothing wrong. I'll see you soon."

Xavier: The best laid plans, Xavier thought dismally, going back to staring a hole into the coffee table. He couldn’t say he hadn’t been warned. Rhys had warned him.

This was not his day, his month, or his year. A meteor was probably headed right for him as he sat here talking.

Why couldn’t she have just asked for something and sent him on his way? A favor. A bit of magic. A head on a pike. Anything.

January: No amount of money or jewels was going to keep her from hearing Ariel's opinion, whether she agreed or complied with it or not. Not so old as to treat her ghouls as slaves, but not so young as to pretend they were equals.

"You expect him to stay under your roof?"

Xavier: Xavier looked up at January again with a furrowed brow. “Under my roof? Why would—Lady Dune, do you mean to give him into my care?”

January: "What else are you asking for? For me to send him away and that's that?"

Xavier: “I do not presume to tell others how to conduct their affairs, but I did think that was what you would do, yes. Or something to that effect.”

January: "If I'm sending him away I'm sending him to improve. Not unsupervised and unchaperoned in a city belonging to the Ivory Tower. Not during the games."

Xavier: Unsupervised? Unchaperoned? The sudden flashbacks to Holden White made him yearn for a bottle of scotch.

But, this was for Rohan and Rohan’s happiness. If it was in Xavier’s power to do something to help make sure nothing happened to the man his dearest friend was willing to give his heart to, then Xavier couldn’t just do nothing.

“I can offer safe haven at my estate. It’s heavily warded and the surrounding area is free of Kindred presence and influence. He’ll want for nothing.”

January: "The nearest city?" she asked, fingers ready on her keyboard.

This was not blind trust. She had yet to explicitly agree. Another conversation would have to happen between her coterie before finalizing, but it was Rhys who kept Xavier in this room and not on the curb. The number of reasons not to trust this demon was vast, but only one reason to trust him.

If a priest had faith in a demon...

Xavier: “My estate is in California. The nearest town is named Paradise.” And yes, he did in fact see the irony of that. “The nearest major city is Chico, if one can call Chico a major city.”

Her agreement may not have been concrete yet, but her questions led Xavier to believe she was seriously considering it. That had to be worth something.

January: "We will need the address, obviously. Paradise... oh." The irony was certainly visible, but her concentration was elsewhere. Too busy looking on a map.

"Sacramento, good. Reno. San Fran - hmm."

Her laptop was pushed to the side.

"Mr. Dalca can have him until Halloween if he wants, but in exchange, he has to be trained. That is the deal I'm willing to make. I love my jewels, but they can't be brittle. If this happens again then what? Hope he's still infatuated with a do-gooder? That is my price."

Xavier: Xavier wondered how long the games lasted if January was thinking so many months in advance, but it hardly mattered. The point was to keep the DJ out of them and away from them.

“What sort of training do you have in mind?” Hamilton could teach the boy to be an excellent butler and Ramsay an excellent mechanic but somehow Xavier didn’t think that’s what his hostess wanted from this arrangement.

January: "Well, he's no bouncer, but he's no blade of grass. Those who have survived the games took a beating and were able to stand back up. It's the one ability everyone dreads empowering."

Xavier: Ah. That sort of training. He recalled MJ undertaking such training with Leon’s familiar some time back in order to make himself stronger.

“So, if I’m understanding correctly, you would like me to find someone to beat him to a pulp on a regular basis.”

January: "Well, when you put it like that, I sound like a wicked woman. I love him enough to hurt him, because the alternative is death."

Xavier: Xavier shook his head. “I pass no judgments. The things we have to do to survive aren’t always pleasant or even tolerable. Simply necessary. And if that is what you require, then so be it. I’ll find him someone to spar with.”

January: "I'll make a list of cities he may work, but I'll think ill of you if you leave him on his own. Other than that, my darling, I need to speak with our favorite priest, and I'll shake your hand tomorrow."

Xavier: “He won’t be on his own but in the interest of full disclosure I must tell you that I am currently not living at my estate. I do, however, make it a point to check in frequently if you would like status reports.”

January: "So you're telling me he can just leave whenever he pleases."

Xavier: “Certainly not. The wards I have on my estate are such that they can stop someone from leaving or coming in at my discretion.”

January: Ah, her smile returned. "Perfect."

Xavier: This was the first time Xavier could recall anyone referring to his chosen method of security as ‘perfect’. The general opinion seemed to be that his wards were too extreme and his paranoia too great so this was…novel.

The demon got to his feet. “Very well then. I shall call on you again tomorrow evening.”

January/Ariel: "Absolutely." She wasn't certain how she felt yet. Miffed at Rhys for opening his mouth, but without it she would still be wringing her hands in debate whether or not to force Ariel into an extended vacation, hiding him like a bad secret, or allowing him in the games against older more capable ghouls. It wasn't that Ariel couldn't travel, couldn't enjoy his freedoms. It was the timing. Right now it was absolutely shitty timing. The Camarilla, the Inquisition, damn near everyone seemed out for blood.

Only feet from January's office did the very subject of his visit crash into him. So focused on texting, he hadn't expected anyone near his domitor's door except her bodyguard.

Ariel's hands danced to catch his precious phone before losing yet another in the span of a month.

"Oh! Hey! Sorry I - oh."

Xavier: Xavier wanted to be annoyed but he was at just as much fault as the ghoul for not paying attention. The only difference was that he’d been lost in thought instead of looking at his phone.

“It’s quite all right, Mr. Cassidy,” the demon sighed, already walking away. He had things to do and no interest in lingering. “Don’t walk and text.”

As soon as he was outside and away from prying eyes, he’d be making his way to the other side of the country to talk to Rohan and then going back home until tomorrow’s meeting.

Ariel: Xavier had turned into a mirage. One moment he was there and then he wasn't. Why was he there, and did that mean Rohan was nearby? Only days into their relationship, but he knew him well enough to know he would have said something. Still, he looked back at his phone and the very reason for his clumsiness.

{Text} Baby you in Brooklyn?

{Text} Made it to her office ttyl

Xavier/Rohan: Rohan frowned at his phone. That was odd. Why would Ariel think he was in Brooklyn?

{Text} No? I’m at home

{Text} Okay

He would have only a moment to ponder the sudden question before there was a knock at his door and, upon opening it, was greeted with yet another surprise.

Or, as it turned out, several surprises.

As succinctly as he could, Xavier explained to Rohan why he was at the estate and what he’d been doing just before coming there. He told Rohan about the conversation he’d had with Rhys, about the games, about his conversation with January Dune.

And perhaps it was because the meeting with January hadn’t gone as smoothly as he’d been hoping or because nothing in his life for the past month or year had gone smoothly but for a moment, he’d been worried about Rohan’s reaction and braced for the worst. At least until he remembered that he was talking to one of the few people on this earth who didn’t automatically expect the worst from him and he allowed himself to relax.

Rohan was appalled, of course, though not entirely surprised. Why wouldn’t vampires amuse themselves by pitting ghouls against each other when the same had been done throughout history?

But, like Xavier, Rohan too was reminded of the situation with Holden White. Even though the circumstances were different, one couldn’t help but notice the parallels.

Rohan just hoped that Ariel wouldn’t hate him by the end of it.

January/Ariel: Usually, conversations in his domitor's office were discussed as equals. Sitting across from one another on either couch. Drinks, music, and the occasional dance. He had come into this knowing full well what she was and what she was capable of. Aware of what her blood would do to him. Aware of his strengths and the target on his head. One day a difficult decision would be made on whether or not to age or to join her. He knew his place, and for three years he had been perfectly content in that place. Life fast. Die young. Whatever.

Tonight he remained by the table, and she on the other side of her desk.

"Why can't I just stay with my grandparents in Seattle?"

"Seattle isn't safe right now. It's not going to be for the foreseeable future."

"I'm not out telling people what I am."

"Doesn't mean someone won't notice. You forget what I can do?"

"What if I just -"

"It's already been decided. You can still work. There are plenty of cities nearby. I'm going to give you a black and white list. Just call it a tour or something. You'll be back in time for the Blood Rave."

The look on his face left room for argument. The look on her face dared him to try.

"Darling, this is a blessing! It's either this or the games. Is that where you want to be? And you get to visit... what's his name? Rohan, is it?"

"Can I go now?"

"I'll see you tomorrow with the details. Oh and, just one more thing." Her smile faded as he refused to meet her eyes.

"Look at me." She waited. "You're cut off from blood."

"What?"

"How old were you when we first danced? And how old are you about to be? Just this once, I promise."

"But I don't - I don't know what I'll look like."

"I promise, you'll still be beautiful. You'll have plenty to take with you before you leave."

A glaze had washed over his golden eyes. Looking as drained as a fed kine.

"Go home, darling."

Xavier: Had Xavier been human, he would’ve been utterly done in by the havoc that traveling between opposite sides of the planet had wrought on his internal clock. Not to mention everything else that had happened this month.

He’d left Rohan and January in the night only to return to daylight in Bangkok and his normal life. The next day would bring more of the same as he departed the daylight and traveled once more into night and to January Embers.

At roughly the same hour as the previous day, Xavier gave his name at the door and inquired after January.

January/Ariel: January rather preferred Ariel in his current state. There was no doubt in her mind he would be beautiful with his current age, but the following night her ghoul had returned with a fresh argument. A vial of her blood danced between her fingers as she stared once more at her forest of glass.

As Xavier had warned, Ariel's phone remained in his pocket this time. No crashing into the demon as he passed him. Only to stop several feet away.

"You know, you could have just invited me."

Xavier: Xavier was far too mentally exhausted to argue with this ghoul but still managed what could pass as a polite tone when he responded.

“Good evening, Mr. Cassidy. I did not approach Lady Dune with the intent to house you at my estate, that is simply how the chips fell. And even if it had been my intent, I can assure you I still would have afforded her the respect of approaching her first.”

Ariel: Fucking Dracula. He'd face him head-on.

"I'm my own person," he insisted, both hands on his chest.

Xavier: “That has never been in question,” the demon said with surprising patience. “But we all have someone above our heads.”

Ariel: "You still coulda asked me first. It's Rohan. I woulda said yes!"

Xavier: “Once again, I must emphasize that I did not plan for you to stay at my estate. That is merely the agreement I arrived at with Lady Dune, which I’m sure she explained to you already or plans to explain right now.”

The demon sighed and gestured toward January’s office. “Shall we?”

Ariel: Ariel swallowed and shook his head. "We just talked. Going home to pack. Just... " The ghoul wanted to throw his anger outwards like a sun prominence, but Xavier would see he just didn't have it in him. Raw unbridled anger was a stranger to him.

"If it involves me, just come to me first, okay? Please?"

Xavier: It was just as well. Xavier had no desire to waste any more time arguing with the ghoul or taking the brunt of his displeasure. He was exhausted enough as it was.

“Very well,” he sighed. “If you’re concerned about cohabitating with me or enduring my presence, you needn’t be. I’m currently living elsewhere. Now, if you’ll excuse me.”

Xavier took the last few steps toward January’s office and knocked on her door.

January/Ariel: Ariel was bringing his phone to his ear by the time January's door opened. Her bodyguard stepped aside, taking his leave to stand in the hallway.

"You are a man of your word!" January greeted with a smile. His necklace was still around her throat. Tonight she wore gold and black. Her favorite for celebrations.

In such a good mood tonight, she crossed the room to kiss his cheek. Too classy with her choice of lipstick to leave a mark.

Xavier: However exhausted he might’ve been, seeing a beautiful woman would always lift his spirits. The same went for a beautiful man.

In this, he and her clan were of a mind.

“My dear Lady Dune,” Xavier said warmly, giving her a genuine smile and taking her hand to kiss it. “It would be unforgivably rude for me to stand you up. You look absolutely exquisite in my gift.”

January: "You like?" The collar of her shawl dress was pulled aside, followed by a twirl. However frustrated last night had become, no one would be the wiser. A clean slate and fresh eyes.

"I think I was a bit harsh with you last night," she purred, both hands coming to rest like feathers on his chest. "I tend to expect certain things in this room, and I let my expectations get the better of me."

Xavier: Xavier nodded. “Very much so, yes.”

He wouldn’t stop her from touching him but beyond kissing her hand, he would make no further move to touch her. His own way of putting distance between them while seemingly not putting distance between them at all.

“Please, don’t spare it another thought. It’s water under the bridge and despite any tension, we managed to come to an agreement that satisfies us both. But I will apologize once again for my lack of tact.”

January: "I'll keep this short and simple so we can enjoy the finer things. Will you spare him a room in a month's time? Say, the beginning of September? I still think our exchange is too strong in my favor, so I'm going to offer you something else. Myself. A boon. Before you argue with me, you need to understand how much he means to me. I feel I was callous last night. You're giving me a gift."

Xavier: “Yes, of course. September works perfectly well.” Plus, it would give his staff time to open up the parts of the house that had been shuttered with him absent.

Not that he really expected the DJ to want to stay in the main house but one never knew.

A boon? Now that was certainly unexpected. He’d been fully prepared to offer her the same and instead, he was the one on the receiving end. Was it good fortune or good timing? Perhaps both.

“Hardly, Lady Dune. This agreement is mutually beneficial and although I don’t want you to feel it is necessary to make me such an offer, I am grateful for the gesture.”

January: He seemed to understand the gravity of her offer, and that was enough to satisfy her.

"Well then, now we can shake hands," she smiled.

Xavier: “We can indeed,” he said, offering his hand and feeling relieved in at least one aspect of his life.

Rohan’s DJ would be safe and alive and Rohan would be happy. That was all he wanted.

“A pleasure doing business with you, Lady Dune.”

January: "Mm, don't tell me you're leaving so soon. When I said we can enjoy the finer things, that included you. I don't have a priest on hand, but I have champagne, wine, music, and your choice of a beautiful face." With one exclusion, it seemed.

Xavier: “I can spare some time. Far be it from me to turn down an offer of wine,” he added with a smile. His duties were waiting for him back in Bangkok but a glass or two wouldn’t hamper his work, far from it. He’d barely feel them.

[nemo-in-wonderland]

OK Y'ALL.

I had a long day at work, and I need to unwind.

I want to draw Dorothea in a swish-swoosh dress.

Very princessy, very flowy, much graceful.

But I don't have enough energy to create one.

SO.

I want to put Dorothea in a Disney Princess/ Don Bluth's Heroine because I have a mighty need.

KINDLY HELP ME CHOOSE.

(plus, I kinda love to see what others' opinion is, because I have a very precise idea of what dress I would give her, but someone else might think differently, and I am all for that! also i might draw her prince with her. maybe. allegedly talking. circumstantially speaking.)

[adventuresindolls]

Dolls for Sale

Hi y'all! I have come to the conclusion that I have been avoiding doll stuff because my collection has become overwhelming. So, I am selling a few of my dolls, with a handful of outfits each.

Disclaimer so you know what you're in for before scrolling this post: none of these dolls are AG-brand, but some of the clothes are. Many more of the clothes are beautifully made by various creators on etsy.

Disclaimer the second: If you are interested in only part of a collection I've put together, or if you want a doll but can't afford what I'm asking message me and we can talk. I would really, really like to sell these to someone on tumblr because I've loved them and I want to know someone else will, too.

Even if you have no interest, please reblog so others see this.

I've listed them by their names, but obviously you can rename them.

Miko - $35

Miko is a My Life As doll with an half-hard body that I bought in 2021. I didn't modify her at all and she's in excellent condition. Her hair could be brushed out a little, but it's not tangled or anything.

Miko comes with 5 outfits: the mushroom jumpsuit she's wearing (from etsy), a purple Frozen 2 dress with zipper (from etsy), a cat Halloween dress (I don't remember the exact brand, it's some cheap doll brand, but it is very cute), the green and black witch dress (from the AG Halloween costume of the last 2 years - note I'm keeping the gloves but if you really want the boots you can have them), and a blue and silver gymnastics leotard (AG brand, retired at some point in the past). She has two pairs of shoes: the red ones she came with and the cute blue and white buckle ones she's wearing (I got them secondhand and I'm unsure of brand).

Lexie - $35

Lexie is an Our Generation doll that I bought new in 2020. She was actually the first doll in my adult collection, and I really want her to have a good home. I gave her a new wig only a couple months ago, and she is in perfect condition except for this tiny mark on her cheek I didn't even notice until I took this picture.

Lexie comes with five outfits: the space dress she's wearing (Our Generation), a Halloween witch hat dress (from etsy), a yellow and black striped dress (from etsy), a bathing suit with a fabric flower (from etsy), and a purple and white gown with lavender 3D fabric flowers and a zipper (from etsy). She also has two pairs of shoes: the blue slip-ons she came with and the pink plaid lace-up hightops (Our Generation).

Olive - $25

Olive is another My Life As doll with half a hard body that I found last year at the thrift store. I cleaned them up and gave them a new wig. I did trim it a little so their eyes were still visible. They have a couple of small clear streaks on their face that might be glue but are basically invisible in pictures, and their curls could use some defrizzing. For someone who knows what they're doing, none of that should be difficult to fix--I personally have trouble getting all doll hair to cooperate.

Olive comes with six mix-and-match pieces: the Rainbow Dash t-shirt (from etsy) and shorts (also from etsy--it's not visible from this angle but they have the old girl-reading AG logo on them) they're wearing, a Superman t-shirt (from etsy), red corduroys (Our Generation), a green jacket (Our Generation), and a pair of black leggings (I'm unsure of brand, but they look fun under the shorts). They have a pair of blue slip-on shoes (Our Generation).

Sophie - $35

Sophie is an Our Generation Glitter Girls doll I bought in 2020 not long after Lexie. I changed her wig within the last four months and trimmed her bangs so you can see her eyes. She's in excellent condition with nothing wrong. She's the same size as the Wellie Wishers, and like them her entire body is hard plastic.

Sophie comes with five outfits: (1) the Ariel dress (from etsy) she's wearing and the pink glittery books she came with (though some of their glitter has worn off); (2) Wellie Wisher Starry Sky pajamas and hooded blanket; (3) a Wellie Wishers winter outfit with coat, leggings, hat, wrap, headband, and pink boots; (4) a pink and silver gown from etsy that closes with a zipper; (5) a 3-piece historical costume including a head kerchief.

Note: prices are negotiable but don't include shipping. I'm trying to save up to collect smaller dolls that are less overwhelming but expensive.

[skiplo-wave]

Hey Skip, not sure if you have seen these yet.

LITTLE MERMAID 2023 SPOILERS BELOW!

This is after Ariel becomes but I am so sorry.... I know Halle probably put her heart and soul in this movie but this scene doesn't look right to me. It looks a bit questionable. I'll be interested in knowing what time period this is set.

I think Sir Grimsby is being replaced:

Carlotta's role is being split into two parts:

This is the pink dress. I am not sure how I feel about the change but they are very Portuguese-Spanish ruffle styles.

I don't hate the white dress

These are all behind the scenes shots so idk what changes they made or doing

[unrelatedinstances]

Like An Angel

Content: OC Story/Tag: a&a Word Count: 630 Characters: Arconia (narrator, she/her), Ariel (she/her)

I went to my first wedding at six years old. I was put in a pink dress with white flowers on it, my arms were itchy and I complained about it throughout the whole ceremony until I started to play with the other kids. Suddenly, the itch had faded away into obscurity—a ghost of discomfort. I thought the same would happen when it came to love. Eventually, that itch and longing for something more, something different, would dissipate. 

Soon enough, I told myself. This discomfort will leave me too and become ignorable once that damn ceremony was over and I could play house and mom like I was told.

But when I saw her… I looked at her burgundy orbs and knew, this itch wouldn’t go away.

“Congratulations,” she told me, a smile on her face. I could see right through it.

Taking her hand, I led both of us to a secluded area of the venue. Our voices were lower than whispers, despite the loud music surrounding us. “What are you doing here?”

“I had to say goodbye-” her hand strokes my cheek and I have to will myself to turn away.

“Ariel.” It’s stern. Oh, how I hate being harsh with her. That look she gives me afterward, the furrowed brows, slight pout; she’s like a kicked puppy.

“I understand,” she smiles again and it hurts even more than a frown. “Well, I am leaving, though. That much is true.”

“Where will you go?”

“It’s best you don’t know, hm?” She grabs my hands. “Goodbye, my darling, Arconia.”

I do not reply. Not out of spite or hatred, but out of fear. I’d prefer her not to leave me. I knew I wanted nothing but her but regardless of my wants or desires, I couldn’t have her. If I didn’t tell her goodbye, maybe she’d come back to me one day and wreck my life like she had done when we first met. 

It had seemed like something of a dream, she fell into my life like an angel from the sky, rejected by God. All of a sudden, I was consumed by her. As if she had been a succubus, I was engulfed in everything Ariel. And it was sweet. She was sweet. Her lips, her hair, her hands on my face, arms, legs—

The first time I woke up at her side, I felt no fear. I felt no itch. I was entirely swallowed by her entire being; the way she glowed in the daylight. Her smile, her laugh. It all filled a void in my soul I never knew could be filled in the first place. 

Was this feeling worth it all? Was it worth ruining the life I had built?

Did I deserve any of it?

Perhaps not but humans are inherently selfish. I’d kill someone to hold onto what makes me feel this alive.

“Ariel!” I grab her arm and pull her into a deep kiss. My hand quickly moved to hold onto her face, my fingers combing their way past her hair to move it out of the way. She grabs my hips to pull me closer, reciprocating the kiss.

It’s full of fervor, a want—no, a need. 

“Darling?” She asks once we separate, breathless.

“I adore you,” I say, just as winded. “In my mind, it is you. When I wake, when I slumber. The way you make me feel is something I cannot imagine living without and if I must leave behind all that I have built for this—us—to thrive, then so be it. I may not be worth it but you certainly are.”

At this, the woman before, the absolute angel at just a whisper away, weeps with a beautiful smile. “Oh, love,” she sighs, leaning into another kiss.

[airasora]

Disney princess gowns from best to worst IMO

@little-bloodied-angel asked me what my favorite and least favorite Disney gowns were so it inspired me to ALSO make my first tier template ever, which you can try yourself HERE! Do reblog my post with your answer to it or tag me in your post if you want to share, I'm curious :D

Tiana

I LOVE this dress! It's got everything I would love in a princess gown: Big and poofy yet elegant, has flowers and leaves which gives it a forest feel and it sparkles! Only thing I'd change is the color cause I'm not a big fan of green, but for Tiana, it's obviously perfect.

Pocahontas

Yes, it's a sequel dress. Yes, it's not something Pocahontas would choose. Yes,l it represents some icky things, but if I look at JUST the dress and not what it represents, I freaking love it. What really sells it to me is that despite the colors being muted and elegant, there's turquoise elements in it which makes it stand out.

Jasmine

I HATE SHE ONLY WEARS THIS FOR A COUPLE OF MINUTES AND THEN NEVER AGAIN IN ANY OF THE GODDAMN SEQUELS! I love that Jasmine is a pants girl, but this purple dress is so freaking cute. It's less sexy than her normal outfit, but still sexy, I love purple and I honestly prefer these earrings in comparison to her normal ones that are just too chunky for my taste.

Anna

This might be the Scandinavian in me, but I love the patterns on Anna's dress. It's big and poofy at the bottom, but more loose and has room for movements due to the bare arms. It's formal without being stuffy.

Rapunzel

Her ending dress is grossly underrated and if anyone of you knows of a cosplayer who has made this dress irl, let me know cause I'd love to see this dress come to life. I think her normal dress is cute too, but this is utterly adorable.

Merida

I really like Merida's normal dress, but this is about the "gowns" and since this is the more formal attire she has, that's the one that had to be on the list. I do really like this one (as long as it wouldn't be so goddamn tight on her lol) It's simple and elegant, I love the blue and gold, and I love the simplicity of it until the very bottom where we get multi-colored gems and a really cute pattern.

Belle

We're getting to the "meh" tier now and it may come as a surprise to some of you that, despite my love for Belle, I don't care for her ballgown. One reason is that I straight up don't see Belle choosing that type of gown for herself. I know that "logically" she kinda just has to wear whatever is available, so whatever, but I genuinely don't think Belle would choose that dress for herself if she had completely free choice. And the other reason is that I just am not a big fan of yellow... most of the time. Not always. I've seen this dress in multiple different colors at this point (mostly because of my own experimentation) and I like it a lot more in almost every single other color.

Ariel

I don't mind this dress too much. I think it's cute... for Ariel. Pink looks really good on redheads, I like that it's big, but also somewhat muted. I like the long sleeves, but HATE the poofy shoulders. I despise puff sleeves, unless they're very controlled (like on Rapunzel). Her wedding dress is a million times worse though xD

Elsa

The dress that inspired the post to begin with... Elsa's ice gown. It's... fine. Could have had WAY more fun with the ice and snow theme so as it is it's a bit underwhelming. It's kinda cute... and that's it.

Mulan

I was neutral on Mulan's hanfu until I actually looked up hanfu to see more examples of it and then I started hating it. What the FUCK is this, Disney??? Literally the first 50 images that show up when you google "hanfu" are a million times more gorgeous than this. I don't want to step on any toes if I'm accidentally being culturally ignorant here, but judging this purely as a "princess dress"... it could just have been so much better. (Seriously, google "hanfu", holy crap can they be gorgeous!) I'm so mad at this one, I might edit Mulan into a different hanfu xD

Kida

... only thing I like about this one is the random cold shoulders. Or, well, not shoulders, it's more like part of the upper arms, but you know what I mean. It's just... wah.

Aurora

I don't care if it's pink or blue, it's boring. I like the stabbing potential from the shoulders, but that's it. It's too simple. And, again, look up princess gowns from this historic period and you'll see so many gorgeous dresses. Wasted opportunity.

Cinderella

I SWEAR I'm not hating on her dress just cause I don't like her xD Once again, it's just too boring. It's all just one color, there's close to no accessories, accents or just... something. With Belle's dress, there's at least bows and pearls to give it some more oomph. And while those puffy shoulders aren't a travesty like Ariel's are, they just look so fucking weird x'D

Snow White

WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS DRESS?! No, seriously, the one who designed it should have been fired the moment they proposed the color scheme. Baby yellow with dark blue and red... WHAT. This is a dress I've hated since I was a child, and my mom can confirm that. I hate it. There's not a single thing about it I like, I legit hate every single thing about this dress and absolutely nothing and no one can change my mind that this is the worst Disney dress PERIOD. Not just princesses, not just backgrounds characters, ALL DRESSES.

Check out my tier list for Disney princess casual outfits here!

[iheartthelittlemermaid]

Happily Ever After - Chapter 3

Chapter 3: Incredibly So

𓈒𓏸🌊˖°𓇼⋆🐋🐚 𓈒𓏸 Eric 𓈒𓏸🌊˖°𓇼⋆🐋🐚 𓈒𓏸

The rising sun breaks through the clouds floating above the sea. Waves crash against the cliff, white foam floating into the air. Prince Eric watches from his room, his eyes heavy from restless sleep. Max, his furry companion, looks up from his comfortable bed by the high window.

All I can think about… is you.

About his little mermaid.

Desperate to feel her presence, Eric dresses himself and finds his boots to march to his private library. Max is on his heels, barking excitedly. Within, he and Eric find the maps still opened on the desk where the prince showed Ariel his world. Sighing, Eric looks solemnly to the empty place where the jade mermaid once rested upon his shelf.

Was it only one day when he had his true love in his grasp—showing her his treasures while she silently watched with fascination sparkling in her eyes? She was real there, beside him.

“I will find you,” Eric whispers this promise. “And I will never let you go!”

“Woof!” Max barks, agreeing to find the mermaid who saved his life.

"Let's go, Max!" Eric calls and rushes to the bedroom door.

The loyal dog leaps from his bed after Eric, following the prince through the castle and down the trail alongside the hill. The sun shines in the eastern morning sky, warm upon Eric’s back as he rushes down to the beach, where he washed upon the shore last night.

When he and Max come to the sand, their steps slow as they behold who stands facing the sea.

Eric cannot believe his eyes. “Mother?”

Queen Selina wears a dress fit for a sovereign of the kingdom beside the sea, the color of a pink shell. Her golden crown sits tight upon her head twisted in her brown braids. When she turns to her son, she wipes the tears from her face.

Eric is quick to join her side, holding her as she shakes her head.

Max joins them, licking the Queen’s hand.

She smiles and pats the furry head.

“Mother,” Eric asks, “are you all right?”

Queen Selina holds tight to her son’s hands. “I was wrong,” she tells him. “I did not listen to you, nor wished to understand how you have come to love the ocean so much after your father… was taken from us. I was fearful that I would lose you, too—that the sea gods were against us and would kill us all if they could. And when that devastating shipwreck nearly took you from me, I believed I was right to keep you from the sea. Yet, last night, when you jumped into the ocean after that woman with no regard for yourself, knowing that she was a mermaid….” Queen Selina looked up to Eric.

He nods, listening.

“You did so because you love her. Incredibly so.” She holds her son’s hand. “I want you to follow your heart, Eric. Grimsby is getting a ship ready to set sail so you may find the mermaid. That girl was not someone you imagined, and I should have listened in the first place.”

Eric grips the Queen’s hand in his. “There is no need to speak about the past, Mother. I am here, alive, and want you to know that I understand your fear of the ocean.” Eric smiles. “Seems I am as stubborn as you.”

The Queen rolls her eyes lovingly. “You and your father are the ones who are stubborn. I am only practical.”

With love and a smile, Prince Eric kisses his mother’s hand.

Queen Selina looks once more to the glistening sea under the sun. “I will take Max back with me. Grimsby should be here shortly. Find her, Eric. And please be careful!”

"This doesn't sound like my mother," Eric says. "What have you done with her?"

"Oh!" Queen Selina rolls her eyes lovingly.

Eric gives her a kiss on her cheek, grateful for such a mother. He watches her go with Max back up the path to the castle.

Then, with hope on the horizon and sitting along the shoreline, the Prince gazes to the wide and open home of his little mermaid.

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