#MICKEY STAHP

[screen-universe-official-thingie]

"Happy... Birthday?"

There is an actress, who's been recently born into the Universe of the Screen. Just like those before her, she's been dropped into the Fictional Realm, where actors rest after long hours of work.

From the start, she's been doing well, a kind Sponge Fictional took her in and let her stay for a time being. That is, until the empire found her and finally put her to work.

The unfortunate actress, so young, so naive, never knew what she had coming. Her creators bestowed her such a heavy role, a mask of a monster. At first, she didn't know how bad could it be. It was just a character right? This was all just a game of pretend... Right? After all, she was made for this role, literally created for it. Surely it can't be hard. How bad can it be? It's just some woman who cares about animals and lost a loved one.

However, society said otherwise.

The empire hated her for it. Despise her for the role she plays, and for serving her purpose. They declared time and time again that they hated her existence.

"I'm an actor, just like you guys!" she said.

They stay away. They push her away, side eyed her and everything.

"I'm not like her, see?" she said once more.

Rolcist thrown things at her, hurled insults at her. After a long day of work, another Fictional wished she was dead, and another, and another.

Monster, lunatic, a deluded. The list of insults went on.

"... I'm just an actor," she pleaded.

"I was doing my job," she sobbed.

The void of hatred stared at her.

"What did I do... What did I fucking do..." She glared at her own hands. Hands, or rather, gloves of an abuser, a killer, a beast.

She tried to escape all of this, but couldn't. Or rather she wouldn't do it. For at least one Fictional cared about her.

On the fateful release of her first project, a mouse Fictional came by. He was, and still is the powerful leader of a far off kingdom. One they called the Disney Kingdom. For someone so small, so puny, he can pack a punch. Prior to all this, he's already walked through the path of blood and is still treading through it.

There he stride for his next victim, the Villainess.

For an actor who claims to know what's real and what's an act, the mouse can't help, but kill those of the villain role on sight. Every ounce of suffering and pain they been through in his hands was delicious to him.

Just as her part of the act reaches to its grand finale, the mouse shows his power. Blood spilled. Ice shards were erupted, jellyfishes were stabbed and so was her designated henchman. The actress playing as her daughter was trapped in his ice from the waist down. The actress, now in the corner, curled up into a cocoon in the hairstyle bestowed by her creators.

And so, the mouse approaches.

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Okay so this was supposed to explain how the fuck it all led up to what's happening in the art, but ended up doing a little info/lore dump on what the fuck this Lus has going on in the daydreams as of late with probably a poor attempt of adding in some short storytelling elements. There's more to what's going on with both her and Mickey, but that'd take a while to cram it all into the post. So yeah.

Tldr: Actress has to play evil Poké waifu with a Jellyfish addiction, becomes besties with SpongeBob, gets an existential crisis about the nature of her role/persona because society shits on her for it (and Spunch taught her about morals too early), tries to kill herself to escape her vessel (but didn't go through with it), and gets a near death experience from a psychopathic mouse king.

Dw, she lives and all, just left traumatized and pissed about the Mouse Moment.

Anyways, happy birthday to Mickey and happy anniversary to the OG Pokémon SuMo games.

Note: Unlike the SpongeBob birthday painting, this piece is based on an actual event in the paracosm, a reoccurring scenario that's both an important plot point and something that stuck despite all the changes this paracosm goes through. I have to post this here instead of the casual account.

Update: Remember when I said she tried to kill herself? Yeah, I modified the lore a bit. Now her "escaping the job" attempt is now less of an actual suicide attempt and more like an attempt to quit her job/role as the character, which just so happens to be heavily tied to her life. She wouldn't immediately die if she's outside the meat suit, she'll just have to succumb to the pain to actually end up perma dying or deleting if she doesn't return to the meat suit.

[sea-adhesiveness537]

Mickey Mouse... And his cult... And maybe some rolcists too.

my paras after a long day of being terrible people

[wishitweresummer]

ello :D i was wondering if you had any hcs for dtqk boxing scenarios? every time sap gets donos where he’s asked about who he’d win in a fight with i go insane

i haven’t stopped thinking about dream massaging george’s biceps after a boxing workout and george getting all giggly about it for over a year lmao

(Hi thank you thank you for the ask, I’m a big fan of yours :)))

They’d do boxing-lite, I imagine. Padding and no head shots. The fight ends when whoever is reffing says it does or one gives up. It’s for show and for fun. Of course, some of them get wayyyy to into it. (Sapnap. Sapnap, and also Sapnap)

Lmao I love Sap he’s so ballsy. Like I get he’s strong, we can all see his muscles but…pls he’s so small?? And he always wants to fighttt. I bet he starts off real strong and it goes downhill quickly against the majority of them. The onlyyy person he’d be able to get ahead with is Quackity.

Speaking of Quackity, what in the world is he going to do?? He’s so tiny and noodle-y. That boy can’t fight. The others don’t want to go to tough on him, probably just little tummy taps that really just make him giggle. The teasing possibilities for Quackity are endless too. Mickey Mouse boxing? Guys Plssss? His beanie?

Karl has the most potential out of all of them. I imagine him having a hard time holding back his giggles during all the ‘seriousness’ though. But I think he’s strong!! Luckily, he’s a sweetie. Like, he’ll meme them, but he can’t help but be a sweetieeee in the end. He’s such a cuddle bug, the second he wins he just clings to them, nuzzling their face into his opponents neck. “I’m sorry!!!”

I probably would have thought George would do better if I hadn’t already seen that video where George, Wilbur, and Jack go to the gym and he’s the only one who doesn’t take it serious for even a second. Literaly giggling and joking and jumping the whole time. This isn’t his scene and everything is so so funny. I bet it would hard for the other boys to step to him with his big goofy grin. And his boxing stance?? Remember him winding his arm up like popeye? Pfft.

I think this scenario would stress Dream outttt ahaha. He doesn’t want his boys to be hurt. Also, he’s the largest by far and knows he would just decimate the others. Picture this- Dream using his big boxing-gloved hand to hold back Sapnap’s forehead, holding him at arms length, while Sapnap just screams and swings at the air between them. I’d say most of the fights and training with Dream would just devolve into something similar.

I think if anyone would push it from boxing into a full blown tickle fight it would be him, too. Cuz he actually doesn’t want to hurt any of them even if it’s not going to be that bad. Also, how could he even resist with George or Karl? They’re both there just being so giggly and stupid. If Dream tossed his own gloves aside and then cornered them and attacked their sides and tummies…perfectly fair right?

And the aftercare aspect with Dream is so cute stahp 🥺🥺 I headcannon he’s kinda mad that they even wanted to do this, but now he wants to take care of them. His dummies. George bicep massage?? I’m dead I’m dying. “George stay still, you’ll feel better in the long run!!” *George squirming and giggling hysterically, pinned in place by mama-Dream*

And I actually always headcannon Quackity’s worse spot as his back and Karl’s worse spot as his neck/shoulders. So now I’m picturing them off to the side watching Dream tickle tor-I mean massage George and are just like :0. Maybe they look at each other. Quackity’s poor little face heats up at everything so I’m sure Dream would catch on instantly. “Don’t worry, I’ll help you guys next!”

[wiypt-writes]

Riding On

CH30- House Of The Mouse

Summary: Frank, Fliss and the kids take a vacation to Disney World

Warnings: Bad language, allusions to smut…

Pairing: Frank Adler x OFC Fliss Gallagher

Disclaimer: This is a pure work of fiction and classified as 18+. Please respect this and do not read if you are underage. I do not own any characters in this series bar Fliss Gallagher and the other OCs. By reading beyond this point you understand and accept the terms of this disclaimer.

Word Count- 4k

Riding On Masterlist // Main Masterlist

Ch29 Part 3

 Any parent will tell you that their child could be in a room full of other kids, all screaming blue murder, and they’d be able to pick their baby out blindfolded from the sound of their cry. So when Frank heard Alex’s loud scream, followed by a huge onset of distraught tears, he instantly spun on his heels. To his surprise, the crying was followed by Fliss’ distinct laugh as he located them a little way from the line he and Mary were waiting in. Fliss had Alex in her arms, laughing and shaking her head as someone dressed as Mickey Mouse was waving at the tot. Fliss gently kissed Alex’s head, said something to Mickey who gave an exaggerated shrug and turned to a group of older kids who were waiting patiently to say hello. “What’s his problem?” Mary scoffed and Frank turned to her.

“Guess he doesn’t like cartoon mice.” Mary took a deep breath and then let out a whoop of delight as they’d reached the front of the queue for ice cream. They placed their order, Frank grumbling a little that three ice creams cost him more than Mary’s college education would, before Mary simply told he was being an idiot. He passed her the cone down, before he grabbed his and Fliss’ and made his way over to where she was stood outside the parlour on Main Street of Disney's Magic Kingdom, gently hushing Alex as his tears subsided. Frank quirked his eyebrow as she rolled her eyes. “Talk about dramatic.” She moved Alex onto one hip and took the cone Frank held out to her with a thanks. “Can you manage?” Frank asked and Fliss nodded. “Will you push his stroller over there?” She inclined her head towards a bench which was free off to the side of a little seating area in the shade. “I’ll settle him down and get him a snack.” Frank nodded, dropping a kiss to her cheek before he pressed one to Alex’s head. “No, Frr-ank!” Alex yelled before he giggled as Fliss burst out laughing. “Stahp that!” Frank looked at her, a whine to his voice, “it just encourages him!” “I’m sorry, Sailor,” Fliss chuckled. “Yeah, sure you are.” Frank took a huge mouth of his ice cream, before he gripped the handle of the stroller and the four of them made their way over to settle at the seat. Once there, he took Alex off Fliss and settled him back in the seat, handing him a packet of animal crackers which he tucked into with gusto, all tears forgotten. “Hey, is it nearly two yet?” Mary asked. “Fifteen minutes,” Frank glanced at his watch, “why?” “The Pirates of the Caribbean show starts at two!” She grinned eagerly, “you said we could go see it!” “Errr, yeah!” Frank nodded, “best Disney film around!” “No it’s not!” Mary scoffed, “we all know that’s Oliver And Company.” “You’re both wrong, it’s The Lion King.” Fliss rolled her eyes. Both Frank and Mary rounded on her, and she laughed at the pair of them, that famous indignant Adler expression on both their faces. “Argue all you want, you won’t convince me otherwise!” She shrugged, crunching the last bit of her waffle cone. “That’s because you’re a stubborn pain in the ass.” Frank grinned, leaning over to give her a peck. “Pot-kettle.” She mumbled against his lips and he chuckled, pulling away. Once Mary had finished, they strapped Alex in and made their way through to New Orleans Square and found the small stage not far from the ride entrance. A little crowd had already gathered and they found a spot off to the right and waited. A few minutes later a pistol fired making Mary jump, and both Fliss and Frank laughed at her. She turned and shot them a filthy glare, which simply made them laugh even more. Seconds later some guy, dressed as a very convincing Jack Sparrow swaggered onto the stage to loud applause and then Frank felt the stroller rock a little and he glanced at Alex who was yelling and waggling his arms and legs, grinning ear to ear. “So cartoon mice are a no go, but Captain Jack okay, huh bean?” Frank watched and Fliss chuckled. “That’s because he’s a real sailor.” “No, he’s a pirate.” “With a big ass ship…” “I got a boat.” Frank pouted playfully. “Yeah, a speed one.” She winked, “what is it you keep telling me? You don’t sail a speedboat.” “You hypocrite!” Frank scoffed and Fliss laughed. As the show progressed, Frank found himself watching Mary more than the actors. Her grin was ear to ear, as she cheered and shouted along, hissing and booing in all the right places. He loved watching her like this, exuding sheer innocence, just like a ten year old child should. A lot of people had pulled a funny face whenever he and Fliss had said their honeymoon was a trip to Disney with the kids, but to them it had been the only thing they’d wanted to do. And so far, a week in, it had been nothing short of amazing. They’d opted for a villa just off lake Buena Vista, making sure that they had their own room because, whilst Frank recognised that having the kids with them put paid to any romantic nights out, he sure as hell was not about to be cock-blocked on his own honeymoon. So far, it had worked out great. They Disney’d or toured Orlando by day, and by night they settled round the small pool in the back yard and drank, ate, made out and fucked once the kids had crashed in their bedroom. Today was their first trip to Magic Kingdom, having done Typhoon Lagoon, Epcot, Animal Kingdom and the two Universal parks so far, where Mary and Fliss had both had a fit as they’d seen Harry Potter World for the first time. Frank had snapped a fantastic candid shot of the pair of them, both looking up at the Hogwarts Castle, hands over their mouths in awe and he couldn’t wait to get it framed for the mantle at home. That said, it had been a little draining. Unlike a typical honeymoon, it had consisted of early mornings and late nights, centred round the kids. But tomorrow they’d convinced Mary they needed a day out and were intending to spend it round the villa with a visit to Disney Springs later on to eat and chill out round the shops and entertainment. As the final act of the small show concluded, Frank watched as Mary joined in the singing, hopping on one leg as she belted out, “yo-ho-ho, the pirate life’s for me,” before everyone applauded and Mary turned back to them, grinning. “That was totally AWESOME!” Fliss smiled and gently ruffled Mary’s hair as she spun on the spot and then turned back to them. “Can we do the ride now?” “Sure.” Frank smiled, turning to Fliss, “is this one of the ones he can ride?” He looked at Alex and Fliss nodded. “Yeah, I checked before. I’ll pop his ear defenders on and he can sit in my lap.” They made their way over and joined the queue, which was fairly large but seemed to be moving reasonably quickly. As they waited, their chatter turned to what Disney film was the movie of choice for that evening. So far,  each night as they chilled out a little before the kids went to bed, they had watched something related to the parks they’d been in, selected from the extensive DVD collection which came as part of the villa rental. “Well, we might be a bit too late if we’re staying for the fireworks but if not, I think we should do Beauty And The Beast.” Fliss offered, “I would say Pirates Of The Caribbean but we did that when we went to Typhoon Lagoon.” “Oh yes!” Mary grinned and Frank shrugged. “Whatever you guys want. Although, I’m down for seeing my man, Gaston.” “Your man Gaston?” Fliss looked at him as they moved up the line, “really?” “Hey, he’s the smartest guy in that film.” “What?” Mary looked at him indignantly, “Gaston is a nasty douchebag.” “Yeah, but he’s smart.” “No, he’s an idiot!” “Look, you can’t be an idiot and win a No-Belle prize.” Fliss let out a loud snort of laughter as Mary blinked before she groaned. “God, Dad, that is so lame!” Before long they were at the front and Frank took Alex out of his stroller and passed him to Fliss as she settled down, placing his blue ear covers over his little head. The little boy was mesmerised by the ride, grinning and shrieking as they went at the various twists and turns through the cavern. They spent the rest of the day making their way around, Frank and Fliss taking it in turns to ride the bigger attractions with Mary. There were a few smaller ones they could all do together, although Frank was quite pleased he got to skip the tea cups when he saw the speed Fliss managed to ramp theirs up to. As the night drew in, they headed for something to eat and Mary leaned over and whispered something to Fliss who gave her a wide eyed grin and nodded. “What are you up to?” Frank asked, placing his beer back down. “Nothing,” Fliss replied quickly and Frank narrowed his eyes. “Yeah, right.” After dinner they headed back down Main Street to find a spot for the fireworks. Once settled, Fliss and Mary both headed into a shop as Frank sat and gave Alex a bottle of juice. “Okay, which ones do you want?” Fliss asked as they stood in front of the huge selection of ear hats. “The purple and pink ones I saw on the internet.” Fliss nodded and pulled a pair off the shelf. “Good choice, babe. I think I’m gonna get these ones!” She reached up and grabbed a pair of leopard print ones. “They’re awesome!” Mary grinned. “What about Dad?” “Hmmm, well, you know he’s gonna try and refuse to wear them…” “Yeah, like we’re gonna let him not!” Mary chuckled. “Correct.” Fliss nodded, “but I think we should get him…” “Those!” Mary pointed to a pair that were decorated with little stars like Mickey’s sorcerer hat and Fliss grinned. “Boom!” She pulled them down and handed them to Mary. “And Alex needs these ones!” Mary pointed to a smaller pair which were light blue. “Awesome!” “Mom… could we get our names on the back?” Mary asked shyly as they headed to the counter to pay. Fliss paused and then smiled. “Sure, why not!” They we’re gonna a fair while, but on their return, Fliss laughed at the look on Frank’s face when he spotted their new head attire. He let out a scoff of a laugh and shook his head. “You two look…” he was cut off as Mary thrust one at him and he shook his head. “Yeah, I’m not wearing that.” “You have to!” Mary thrust it at him. “Says who?” “We’re at Disney!” Mary stated. “And we’re gonna watch fireworks.” Frank rolled his eyes and took the hat off her, turning it in his hands. He arched a brow, fighting back a smile as he saw the word “Dad” embroidered on the back in blue thread. Fliss grinned and turned around to show hers, the word ‘Mom’ depicted on hers. “Fine!” He groaned dramatically and jammed the hat on his head, “happy now?” “Yup!” Mary grinned as Fliss went to put one on Alex.

“No, Mama!” He protested pushing her away. Frank took it off her, and went to try, also to no avail. “No, Frank!” “Daddy.” Frank corrected. “Dadda!” Alex beamed, as Mary took the hat from Frank.“Mareeeeee!” He grinned, holding his arms out. Fliss and Frank watched as Mary leaned over and Alex allowed her to place the hat on his head. The two snorted at the realization Mary could get Alex to do nearly anything and chuckled when Mary gave them a grin of victory. 

The wait, seemingly arduous, was soon over and the fireworks began. Because they were at Disney in October, typically there was a special showing for Halloween time in the parks and this was one of those nights. A video layover of Jack Skellington's house covered the castle as a voice announcer brought to life the show, the words "This is Halloween" ending a short little story rhyme as his introduction all while long sparkler fireworks with white fountain fell in the sky behind the scene. 

The first pops caused Alex to jump a bit in Frank's arms but he quickly settled as the bright lights and music played, his ear defenders back on once again. 

Various bangs of shapes and colors exploded in the dark night sky above Cinderella's Castle with the help of story telling by Jack himself and his ghostly dog Zero. The themes of the pop tune and vibrant bouncy songs with various Disney character voices and images were projected across the castle as its backdrop. Mary bounced around as she watched the show, Fliss and Frank taking in their children's expressions and wide eyes as the show carried on. 

Disney Villains controlled the show as it gave them their voice and stage for just under twenty minutes and the grand finale sounded like a war zone but beautifully glittered over the park and Main Street exclusively, dozens upon dozens of bright and colorful fireworks fired off. Frank took the moment to lean down and give Fliss a sweet but firey kiss, a muted "No Frank!" coming from Alex.

At fireworks conclusion, thunderous applause and happy screams filtered through the crowd. Mary beamed, happily content with how exciting the spectacle was and Alex rubbed his eyes, suddenly tired from the excitement of the day.

"It'll be easier if we carry them," Fliss suggested as the large crowd began filtering out of the park. “He’ll probably kick off if we try and strap him back in his stroller. I’ll take him, you grab Stack.”

Frank nodded in agreement and passed Alex off to Fliss once she had secured all their things in the stroller. Once he was in her arms, Frank hoisted Mary up into his shoulders. 

"Hold tight, Stack," Frank's eyes peered up at Mary as she leaned over his head a moment. 

Frank led the way down the crowded Main Street, one hand securing the empty stroller and the other locked around Mary's ankle to keep her steady. Fliss walked in step beside him, a fading Alex in her arms as they navigated through the drives of people trying to get those last minute souvenirs or to the exit. 

At one point, just as they neared the exit Gates, Frank looked down to make sure Fliss was still there by his side and he felt a soft smirk splay over his pout. His sweet baby boy was asleep in his mama's arms, knackered from the day, his ear defenders popped on his head still over his baby Mickey ear cap. The twinkling lights and old fashioned arcade bulbs that lit their way made Fliss' brown eyes glitter as she glanced up at him with a smile. And for just a second, Frank cocked his head up at Mary who was still grinning, her eyes flitting about at the scenes around her. 

In that moment, Frank was a very happy and content Sailor. 

**** Their quiet day was spent around the villa pool, dipping in and out of the water as and when they felt like it. They all took an afternoon nap in the shade, before changing and taking an Uber up to Disney Springs.  They ate at the Paddlefish, Fliss having booked earlier that day to secure one of the outdoor rooftop tables. Fliss and Frank shared a bottle of wine, but were unable to decide what they wanted to eat so ended up sharing a portion of crab fries, ahi poke, crab guacamole and pan fried salmon. Mary opted for a chicken burger whilst Alex chowed down a hotdog and fries, burping loudly as he finished, a huge grin on his face. Once Mary had fleeced Frank for another hundred and fifty bucks in the many gift shops, they headed home, their bellies and hearts full. After another Disney movie, this time Moana, Mary made her way quietly to bed so as not to wake Alex who had fallen asleep on the way home, not even waking when Fliss had changed him for bed. Frank opened a bottle of wine from the fridge and poured them both a glass and they headed outside to the seats around the patio. Fliss lay her head on his shoulder, sighing with contentment and Frank kissed her temple. “I know this isn’t a conventional honeymoon but, well, so far I’ve loved every second.” She whispered and Frank chuckled, his hand running up and down her arm. “We’re not a very conventional couple, Cowgirl, when all is said and done.” “Oh I dunno.” She looked up at him, “I mean we’re married, kids, dog, perfect little white house, not quite on the prairie but…” Frank laughed and pecked her lips, “a million horses, boat, one eyed cat…” “Yeah I’m not seeing your point.” She chuckled as he kissed her again. The kiss grew deep, and flowed into soft touches, which turned into heated making out and clawing at watch other. As Frank stripped the last of his wife’s clothing from her, his lips nipped at her neck causing her to groan loudly. Before long she was in his lap, her hips circling as she ground down on his cock, his ruts up matching her rhythm. They came within seconds of each other, and Fliss collapsed forward, her face pressing into the crook of Frank’s neck and shoulder. His hands held her close, fingers trailing up and down her spine as he felt her nipples gliding against his chest, her breathing deep. “I love you,” He gently kissed her cheek as she sat back a little, the pads of her fingers cupping his jaw as she smiled, “more than I can even begin to explain, Mrs Adler.” “Good,” she whispered back, kissing him deeply, “because I love you too.” ****** The rest of their time passed in a blur and all too soon they found themselves on their penultimate day. Blizzard Beach was the park of choice, being the last one left to do. Mary wanted to go back to Hollywood Studios for the last day, having loved the Star Wars section, Tower of Terror and Rock N Roller coaster, both Fliss and Frank having ridden those with her. The water parks provided a chance for them to relax a little. It was less full than the other parks, and easier to navigate on the whole with Alex as they could secure their spot on a couple of loungers, Frank and Fliss happy to take it in turns to wait with Alex whilst the other headed off for an hour or so with Mary. But when it came to Summit Plummit, Fliss refused point blank to even contemplate it, but instead of waiting at the loungers, said she would come and stand at the viewing platform near the bottom of the slide. And Frank knew full well this was so she could laugh at his reaction when he got off the horrific looking hundred and twenty foot free fall slide. Resigned to his fate, he followed Mary to the queue and began to climb, the steps seemingly never ending. But finally they reached the top and when they were about four from the front, he made the mistake of looking out over the distance. Jesus Christ… He watched as the next guy to go stood on the platform which was released and he fell through it with a yell. “Oh, fuck that.” He shook his head and Mary laughed. “That’s awesome!”

The attendant called her forward, directing her to stand against the stick so he could measure her height. They’d checked her height at the bottom, but Frank’s prayers that she would have shrunk half an inch or so during their climb up the steps were not answered, and she turned to him, giving him a thumbs up. “Stack, I don’t think…” “Don’t be a pussy, Frank!” She giggled, but before he could reply she was gone. Frank swallowed and stepped forward, looking down to see her reach the bottom where she hopped up and skipped off to find Fliss. Oh shit… “You going mister?” A voice behind him said and he turned to see a small kid looking at him.

Everything in his brain was telling him to bail, and go back the way he’d come, but he’d never live it down. And so, his male pride won out. He stepped onto the platform, the attendant giving him a smug smirk as he told him to cross his ankles and arms and then suddenly he was falling through the air. A yell flew from his mouth before eventually his back and ass hit the slope of the slide and he skidded down and down, before it finally levelled out and he came to a stop. There was water up his nose, in his eyes and throat. And to top it off, his trunks were wedged up his as crack. With a groan he stood up, spluttering as he stepped over the edge, shaking his head as he yanked his trunks straight. That was the worst thing he had ever done. Ever. “Jesus Christ,” he shook his head as he reached Fliss, Mary and Alex, his two girls laughing their heads off, “these trunks cost me twenty bucks and there’s about ten dollars’ worth stuck up my ass.” “Ass!” Alex loudly yelled. At his outburst Fliss blinked and Frank groaned whilst Mary doubled over laughing. Instead of walking back to their loungers by the kid’s part of the main pool, Fliss suggested they ride a loop on the Lazy River which ran round the full park. This was much more Frank’s thing. He was quite happy to bob round that, Alex settled on his lap as they floated round in the inflatable rings. Half an hour later, Fliss sat in the shallow water of the pool watching as Alex, Mary and Frank played on one of the small polar bear slides. As Frank guided Alex down the small slope into the water he looked up and caught her eye. She smiled at him, contentment flooding her system as his wedding band caught the sun. She couldn’t remember a time she’d ever been happier. Rising to her feet she splashed trough the barely shin high water and beamed as Alex grinned at her, Frank swinging him up onto his hip, his broad chest and slim upper body speckled with water. “Think he could probably do with some shade and a drink.” He pressed a kiss to his son’s cheek. “Shall we go back to the loungers?” Fliss nodded. “Good idea.” “Mary,” Frank gestured with his head for her to follow as they made their way over to the spot they’d reserved under a large canopy round the edge of the pool. Alex began to protest, wriggling a little and yelling, gesturing back at the slide. He threw his head back, arching his back as he cried out. “No!” “You can go play again in a bit buddy.” Frank adjusted him in his arms, his voice level yet firm, as he nipped the impending tantrum in the bud in his usual calm manner. “You wanna get a snack?” “Mmmm nom nom!” Alex was suddenly all smiles again at the mention of food. They all sat down, Frank heading off to the small food hut to grab a beer for him and Fliss along with a soda for Mary. As he made his way back, Mary skipped over for her drink and he passed it to her with a smile. “You okay, sweetheart?” “Yup.” She nodded, swallowing the huge mouthful of Sprite she had just taken. “Dad, this is the best vacation ever.” Frank grinned as she headed off back to the loungers. He followed her, pausing for a moment and taking a deep breath as he watched his wife hand their son his sippy cup, gently smoothing his auburn hair back. “You’re not wrong, Stack,” Frank felt the soft smile curl across his lips as a warm sense of love and satisfaction filled his chest, “you’re not wrong.”

**** Chapter 31

[lucifers-golden-bitch-apparently]

"a-yUh" -Goofy (that weird dog from Mickey Mouse)

STAHP AJDNSHD

[meiloorun-notthefruit]

@jswatson-holmes Us, but with canon characters in the AUs.

me when I do terrible things to my innocent ocs:

me when I watch my friends do terrible things to their innocent ocs:

[weinzapfel]

Freaking out Anon here! Still Love you so much!!!! I just realized you haven't done an angsty Supercorp manip in a while! Any chance we can get an arguing Supercorp????!!! Since that seems to be the theme of you and Mickey's marriage!!! Which is always so darn cute!!! Ugh!!! Oh and I LOVED LOVED LOVED the no filter picture!!! You looked so gorgeous!!

Heeey gorgeous, how’ve ya been? Thank you, I love you, too! Well, I thought we were getting enough angst from the show JHASDSA Unfortunately my work is based on stuff that already exist, so I get to take ‘em and manip them into something gay so that’s why I haven’t been doing new stuff, there’s no material that I’d be able to do that :\ I need to re-watch last night’s episode to see if I can get something out of it, because watching the first time I couldn’t think because SO MUCH HAPPENED! I hope I can get something :3 I still don’t know what’s so cute about me and Mickey arguing all the damn time KGDKHJGJHA That’s a toxic relationship y’all! #thaydeservesbetter2k17 lolOMG REALLY? Stahp

Thank you tho, you’re a cutie! Like I said, I’m gonna try and keep myself filter-free hahah 🖤

[burnedlegend-archive]

coldnofeelings replied to your post: -folds arms and leans against the doorframe-...

MICKEY YOU’RE CONFUSING LEO STAHP LAUGHCRIES

HES CONFUSED BY FEELINGS LEO HE’S SORRY

[psyraah]

001: Yuri on Ice!!

Fandom questions!

Favorite character: ahhhhhh I am still so conflicted about this. I love little Yuri and Otabek and MINAKO OMG, but I think I have to say Yuuri. It’s the obvious choice, but I just love him to pieces. I love that he struggles with his weight, I love that he has really bad anxiety that tells him he’s not good enough even when he’s amazing (because man I RELATE), he’s gorgeous and adorable and fun, and he’s just the best. 

Least Favorite character: I don’t really like Chris or JJ...I do with a little bit of headcanoning and adding to their canon characters, and JJ redeemed himself a bit towards the end. But yeah...soz. And Mickey omg. Stahp. 

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon): AHHHHHHH I actually don’t ship enough to have five lol. Vict/uuri and Ota/yuri are my two main ones. 

Character I find most attractive: Yuuri. Marry me. 

Character I would marry: See above. 

Character I would be best friends with: Ahhhh Yuri. Little Yuri. I love him. 

A random thought: I fell out of this fandom relatively quickly once the season finished, but I still love it. 

An unpopular opinion: don’t think I have any, other than my dislike for JJ. Plenty of people seem to like him and I just...can’t. 

My canon OTP: We are blessed with canon Victu//uri man.

Non-canon OTP: Ota/yuri I guess?

Most badass character: ...can I say Yuuri. Because I love him. I love how hard he works, and that’s pretty badass for me. 

Pairing I am not a fan of: Hrmmm, I can’t say I’ve come across any that I super don’t like? 

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another):Favourite friendship: I love Phichit’s friendship with Yuuri, but I would also love him to be friends with Victor. Also the way that he hangs out with all the other skaters is damn adorable (that was too many relationships but I LOVE PHICHIT OK)

Character I want to adopt or be adopted by: Yuuri ;-;

[harleybeaumont]

AHHHH! So many emotions in this chapter! 

Liam chuckled softly as he told Drake, “Well, that should cure him of being inappropriate with my wife.”

This whole scene with Leo was EVERYTHING! 🤣🤣🤣 I love him so much!

“Are you kidding me, Li? I have never wanted her more! 

haha he said he might actually be in love! 🤣

“Really?” Leo sighed then handed Jax to Max as he pulled the rainbow colored tie dyed Mickey Mouse shirt that Riley had bought him over his head and handed it to Jason. “It was too tight anyway.”

HAHA YEESSSSSS! He’s just like .. FINE! Poor man is used to changing his shirt every couple hours anyway! 🤣

lol Riley giving him that tight shirt on purpose 😏 I don’t blame you girl

And she’s just speaking so casual, just delivering the placenta , no big deal. Not like she just gave birth. Leo is right this woman is hardcore!

Drake you brought whiskey to Disneyland?!

She watched him as he nursed, his little mouth moving as he gazed up at her with wonder in his eyes that only a soul new to the world has. 

This sentence was perfect! 🥺🥺🥺

“Uh, Li...I don't know how to tell you this, but I'm pretty sure this one isn't yours either...”

LEEEOOOO! STAHP 😂

“Look at those eyes.” Riley cooed down at the little one in her arms as he released her nipple with a contented sigh. Fresh from heaven and perfect in every way. Ten little fingers, ten little toes and a ridiculous amount of hair.

OMG this is so sweet!

“He’s mine?” Max felt a sense of wonder stir in his chest as he struggled to swallow the lump that was suddenly in his throat, “Can I hold him now?”

“Of course.” Liam said, placing the tiny bundle into Max’s arms, then discreetly wiping tears from his eyes.

DAMN YOU @angelasscribbles​ ! You made me cry!! This was perfect  😭

“Yeah. I remember how overwhelming it was when Ellie was born, this little person that was half me and half the woman I love. I never thought I’d get to experience that with the man I love but…here he is, half you and half her and it’s just as fucking amazing!”

“Ah, Li, don’t cry or I’m gonna start again!”

DAMMIT I’M CRYING EVEN MORE!

AWW theyre kissing and hugging and my heart cant take it!

“Oh, uh…that would be me!” Max raised his hand.

I’m sorry but why is this so cute?! He raised his hand! lol

OMG they named him JACE for JASON! 😱😱

“It means hill.” Liam supplied, “Literally, flat topped hill.”

“Yeah, because he was conceived on a hill!” Max chirped out.

😂😂😂 Love it!!!

“Leo, honey, sweetheart, baby doll, lover…” She emphasized the last word, infusing her voice with copious amounts of sultriness.

“Yes, my kick ass warrior queen?”

I LOVED this whole exchange too! Riley gets what she wants no matter the means! lol and LEO is just 😍😍

Riley reached out to caress his cheek with her free hand, “Please, jellybean, for me?

Jellybean?! haha i love it

Then he turned back to the other three men, “Hey losers, Riley said Max is riding with her.”

“Yes!” Max did a triumphant little jump and ran to the ambulance without so much as a backwards glance at the other two men.

🤣 I love the way you write Leo and Maxwell! (honestly I love the way you write all of them)

“Pretty sure that’s why he does it.” Liam grinned.

I loved this chapter so freakin much! Cant wait for the next!!😍 🥰 😘

Bad Romance Disney Adventure Chapter 4: Jace

Miniseries: Bad Romance Disney Adventure

Main Series: Bad Romance

Fandom: The Royal Romance

Pairings for series: Riley x Liam, Liam x Max, Riley x Max, Riley x Drake, Riley x Leo (past)

Rating: MA

Warnings for this chapter: Language mostly, a very brief depiction of childbirth.

Word Count: 2,147  

A/N: I know I said so in the last chapter, but I want to thank @queen-arabella-of-cordonia again for this ask, because I am having too much fun with it!

A/N 2: Once again, it all got away from me so there will be one more chapter (I know I said that in the last chapter and the one before that, but this time, I really think there's only one more chapter worth of stuff!)

My other stuff: Master List.

“You did it, baby!” Drake grinned at her as he kissed the top of her head.

“You were amazing, love.” Liam told her.

“Of course, she was amazing, she’s always amazing.” Max scoffed.

“Damn I could use a cheeseburger right now.” Riley said shakily.

“I wanna see! I wanna see! Let me see the baby!” Ellie shoved her way past Max.

“What’s wrong with Uncle Leo?” Xander asked as he crawled out from underneath the bench at the same time Liam lowered himself onto it and pulled Riley down next to him, adjusting her so she was leaning back on his chest.

Everyone glanced up at Leo who was still staring at the scene in front of him with a dazed expression, jaw slack, eyes a little glazed.

Liam chuckled softly as he told Drake, “Well, that should cure him of being inappropriate with my wife.”

“Right?” Drake smirked, “The mystery is ruined.”

Max was the only sympathetic one, “You ok over there Leo?”

“That…”

“It’s ok, bro, you’ve never seen a woman give birth before.”

“That was….”

“Messy? Traumatic? Not sexy?” Max offered.

Leo turned an astonished face to Max as he exclaimed, “That was the most bad ass goddamned thing I’ve ever witnessed in my entire my fucking life! That woman is remarkable! She just pushed out an entire fucking human being and then sat up and asked for a cheeseburger! A cheeseburger! That’s hardcore!”

“Wait.” Liam looked confused and a little alarmed, “You’re not grossed out? Turned off?”

“Are you kidding me, Li? I have never wanted her more! You were right, I flirt with her because she keeps telling me no, it’s a challenge, and I love a good challenge! Also, I’m mostly just doing it to annoy you and piss off Drake. But now? Now I might actually be in love! None of you fuckers deserve her, you all know that, right?”

“Just fucking great.” Drake gritted out.

“Uh…. Not to interrupt, whatever this is,” Jason interjected, “But we’re going to need something to wrap him in.”

Liam and Drake still had their hands full with Riley. Max shot a look at Leo, his eyes dipping to the other’s man chest.

“Really?” Leo sighed then handed Jax to Max as he pulled the rainbow colored tie dyed Mickey Mouse shirt that Riley had bought him over his head and handed it to Jason. “It was too tight anyway.”

“That was on purpose.” Riley grunted as she delivered the placenta.

“Really?” Leo asked in delight as the faint sound of a siren in the distance pierced the air.

Jason wrapped the baby in Leo’s t-shirt and handed him to his mother. “I’m good with delayed cord clamping, but if that ambulance doesn’t get here within the next five to ten minutes, I’ll have to use a shoelace or something to tie it off and I don’t know how the hell we’ll sterilize-“

“Here.” Drake thrust a flask at him.

Jason blinked in confusion, “What’s this?”

“Whiskey.”

“You can’t bring alcohol into Disneyland!”

“That’s Drake Walker you’re talking to.” Max informed him, “He brings his own whiskey everywhere!”

“Ok then….”

Riley cradled her son to her breast where he immediately began rooting around. She helped him latch on as she gazed down into his tiny face.

She watched him as he nursed, his little mouth moving as he gazed up at her with wonder in his eyes that only a soul new to the world has. Suddenly her breath caught, “Oh! We were wrong about the due date!”

“Or he was a little early, love.” Liam told her soothingly.

She shook her head, “I don’t think so.”

Leo leaned over to get a good look at the newest member of the Rys family. “Uh, Li...I don't know how to tell you this, but I'm pretty sure this one isn't yours either...”

“Shut up, Leo.” Liam snapped, “What were you saying about the due date, love?”

Riley looked from her son to her husband as she told him, “I know we were wrong about the due date, because we wrong about the date of conception.”

“How do you know that?” Drake asked.

“What do you mean?” Liam spoke at the same time as Drake.

“Yeah, Ri, what do you mean?” Max prompted her.

“I mean…” She paused for dramatic effect then turned her head to look at Max, “I didn’t conceive on the trip to Geneva with Liam like I thought. I conceived two weeks before that, on our secret hilltop near the airport, with you, Max.”

“What?” Max’s mouth dropped open in astonishment.

“Look at those eyes.” Riley cooed down at the little one in her arms as he released her nipple with a contented sigh. Fresh from heaven and perfect in every way. Ten little fingers, ten little toes and a ridiculous amount of hair.

“Those are the bluest eyes I’ve ever seen in my life.” Liam confirmed as he gazed down at the squirming baby boy in his wife’s arms. “Can I hold him now?”

Riley passed the t-shirt wrapped newborn over, “As if we needed any more proof that he’s Max’s.”

It was true. His eyes were a bright, deep, cobalt blue. His hair was jet black but that didn’t mean anything. All of Riley’s babies had been born with hair just like that. It would lighten to whatever shade it was going to be by three or four months of age. They all had. But even without the blue eyes, his paternity was obvious to her. His little nose, his lips, even his forehead were an almost exact replica of Max’s. How a forehead could look distinct and familiar Riley didn’t understand. Yet, it did.

“He’s mine?” Max felt a sense of wonder stir in his chest as he struggled to swallow the lump that was suddenly in his throat, “Can I hold him now?”

“Of course.” Liam said, placing the tiny bundle into Max’s arms, then discreetly wiping tears from his eyes.

“Hey, congratulations, buddy.” Drake said as he clapped Max on the shoulder, “Welcome to the club.”

“Are you crying, Max?” Riley asked as the wailing of the siren grew louder, closer.

“Yes, I am! This is the most amazing thing that’s ever happened to me! I mean, next to you loving me.” He answered her.

“Ah, Max. I love you too.”

Max looked up from the bundle snuggled in his arms, his face wet with tears, and found Liam’s eyes, “You’re not mad?”

Liam was taken aback, “Mad? How could I be mad? This amazing, perfect, beautiful child is a combination of the two people I love most in the world! This is the greatest surprise ever!”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. I remember how overwhelming it was when Ellie was born, this little person that was half me and half the woman I love. I never thought I’d get to experience that with the man I love but…here he is, half you and half her and it’s just as fucking amazing!”

“Ah, Li, don’t cry or I’m gonna start again!”

Drake took a turn holding the baby as Liam and Max embraced, laughing, crying, wiping the tears from each other’s cheeks, exchanging soft kisses and ecstatic smiles.

“Can we talk about getting me a cheeseburger now?” Riley asked, but Liam, Drake and Max were too busy cooing over the baby to hear her.

The ambulance pulled up with lights still flashing but they had thankfully turned the siren off.

“Thank God you’re here.” Jason said, “I didn’t have anything sterile to clamp or cut the cord with, so I haven’t done either one.”

The paramedics quickly assessed both mother and child, loaded Riley onto a gurney and clamped the cord. “Who’s the father?” The older paramedic asked.

Everyone looked at Liam who smiled and nudged Max forward.

“Oh, uh…that would be me!” Max raised his hand.

The paramedic held out a pair of sterile scissors and asked, “Would you like to do the honors?”

A enthusiastic smile lit up his face, “Yes, yes I would!”

As Max cut the cord, Liam asked, “What are we going to name him?” The names he and Riley had discussed no longer seemed appropriate. This child definitely wasn’t a Fabian or a Ulysses, maybe more of a Percival.

Riley grinned up at their tour guide and said, “I think we have to name him Jason. What do you think, Max?”

“I like it! We can call him Jace for short!” Max nodded in agreement, then looked over at their guide, “if that’s alright with you, of course.”

“I’d be honored, but you don’t have to-“

“Nonsense!” Riley waved him off, “It’s settled, “Jason Percival Embry Beaumont Rys.”

“What’s the Embry for?” Drake asked, already aware that Percival was Max’s middle name.

“Do you really want to know?” Riley smirked at him.

Drake blinked at her in confusion, “Why wouldn’t I want to know?”

“It means hill.” Liam supplied, “Literally, flat topped hill.”

“Yeah, because he was conceived on a hill!” Max chirped out.

Drake nodded as he turned his head to the side and scratched the back of his neck, “You were right, babe, I didn’t need to know.”

Riley tried again, “Could one of you get me a cheeseburger?”

But none of them were listening. As the paramedics loaded her onto the gurney, Liam, Max and Drake fell into an argument.

Liam started spitting orders, using his king voice, “I’ll ride with her in the ambulance, you guys follow behind and meet us at the hospital.”

“That’s a negative. I’m going with her.” Drake said in his best military commander voice.

“They said only one of us can ride in the ambulance, Drake, and I’m her husband!”

“Yes, and I’m her head of security!”

“It’s my baby!”

As they bickered among themselves, Riley looked around for some help. Her eyes landed on Leo, who looked like he was still a little in shock. A calculating smile turned the corners of her mouth up as she called out, “Leo, honey, sweetheart, baby doll, lover…” She emphasized the last word, infusing her voice with copious amounts of sultriness.

Leo’s head snapped up as the last of the daze that had clouded his eye’s receded. He hurried to her side, briefly glancing quickly at the others before turning his attention back to her as he took one of her hands in both of his, “Yes, my kick ass warrior queen?”

“You’re coming to the hospital, aren’t you?” She batted her eyelashes at him.

His eyebrows shot up in surprise. She usually rebuffed his advances and ignored his attentions. “Do you want me there?”

“Oh yes, I would very much like it if you were there.” She murmured demurely, as she gazed up at him from under fluttering lashes.

He sucked in a surprised, and pleased breath, “Then of course I’ll be there!”

“Would you do something for me?” She asked as she walked her fingers up his exposed chest.

“Anything!” He scooted closer to her, bringing her hand to his chest and laying it over his heart.

“Stop somewhere on the way there and smuggle me in a cheeseburger with some chili cheese fries and a vanilla shake!”

Leo hesitated for a bare moment, “You just gave birth. Are you supposed to-“

Riley reached out to caress his cheek with her free hand, “Please, jellybean, for me?”

“Yes, of course, I’ll bring you anything you want!” He agreed as the gurney was lifted into the back of the ambulance. “I’ll be on my way as soon as I get another shirt!”

“Oh, and tell those idiots I said Max is riding in the ambulance with me, it’s his baby!”

“On it!” Leo gave her a thumbs up as the paramedics climbed in the back with her. Then he turned back to the other three men, “Hey losers, Riley said Max is riding with her.”

“Yes!” Max did a triumphant little jump and ran to the ambulance without so much as a backwards glance at the other two men.

Liam sighed, “Fine, let’s get back to the SUV. Leo, what are you doing?”

Leo had his phone out, “Calling an Uber. You guys go ahead, I have to go get another shirt then I have a stop to make on the way, I’ll see you at the hospital.”

“Fine.” Liam waved at him dismissively then started gathering up the children.

“Does he have to meet us at the hospital?” Drake grumbled.

Liam shot him a sidelong glance as he doubled checked for the diaper bag and counted kids, “You’re not really jealous of him, are you?”

Drake shook his head, “’Course not. He just annoys the hell out of me.”

“Pretty sure that’s why he does it.” Liam grinned.

“I’m aware.” Drake grunted with a roll of his eyes, “Now let’s get to the fucking hospital.”

[aoikawa]

that was interesting! in our language, sala is commonly used to pertain to a living room. sometimes, sala means "sin" 😂 but we don't use that word often.

it is right??? *-* i really loved linguistics classes eheh

omG ‘sin’ too, really? D: that would actually kind of fit, especially if michele is the one using it since he’s the one sinning?? mickey stAHp

[unikkornhall]

I Don’t Know Her

Basic Character Questions

First name? Nikolas

Surname? MCS

Middle names? nope

Nicknames? You can call me Nikko

Date of birth? 10/09/1991

Age? 27

Physical / Appearance

Height? 1,74m

Weight? 89Kg

Build? Wide, graciously curvy

Hair colour? Red [thanks science]

Hair style? It should be long, but shit happens.

Eye colour? Light Brown

Eye Shape? Oh well... Caucasian-ish?

Glasses or contact lenses? None

Distinguishing facial features? Ginger beard

Which facial feature is most prominent? Forehead galore

Which bodily feature is most prominent? Paleness? Big ass[ets]?

Other distinguishing features? Long torax, short legs, waist legend

Skin? Pale, smooth, full of spots #101Nikkatians

Hands? Big, soft, can snap for days

Make up? Translucid powder, eyebrow, mascara, bronze eyeshadow, go!

Scars? Under my nose [dog bite], on my head [hammock fail]

Birthmarks? None

Tattoos? yensiD [left wrist], Mickey [right forearm], gnuoy eb, duorp eb [hands]

Physical handicaps? None

Type of clothes? It’d be a lot more awkward, slutty and funny if only $$$

How do they wear their clothes? Oh well, you know... On my body

What are their feet like? (type of shoes, state of shoes, socks, feet, pristine, dirty, worn, etc) I’m a 43(br) and love all kind of boots [perv]

Race / Ethnicity? Caucasian, mainly Lebanese and Italian, but also everything else [shout out to Ireland]

Mannerisms? As I said, Italian, so... hands everywhere. And faces.

Are they in good health? My body tries, I get in the way of it

Do they have any disabilities? Hmmm... Maybe focus-wise....I don’t knSQUIRREL!!!

Personality

What words or phrases do they overuse? Like... What now?

Do they have a catchphrase? “I didn’t come out to see straight people.”

Are they more optimistic or pessimistic? Opt knowing deep inside shit is real

Are they introverted or extroverted? Ext Social Mask smothers Int Self

Do they ever put on airs? Behind a humble facade, yes

What bad habits do they have? Bad love choices, bad alcohol choices

What makes them laugh out loud? Almost everything, espeacially myself

How do they display affection? Taking care, criticizing, keeping around

Mental handicaps? AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAdefinitely

How do they want to be seen by others? Good, loyal, fun, reliable

How do they see themselves? A fucking mess

How are they seen by others? Funny, airhead, always late, immature

Strongest character trait? Sense of humor, devoted, very protective.

Weakest character trait? Can’t decide until last minute. A little angry ego.

How competitive are they? Mostly okay.

Do they make snap judgements or take time to consider? Both

How do they react to praise? STAHP IT. No, srsly, stop.

How do they react to criticism? War in my mind (less apocalyptical if it is a constructive one, not only mean)

What is their greatest fear? Not knowing. Also Alzheimer’s. Arachinae.

What are their biggest secrets? You wish. ~immaho~

What is their philosophy of life? Don’t rush, don’t hush, judge before trust.

When was the last time they cried? Some random song this week

What haunts them? Darkness, regret, violence, gone too soon

What are their political views? Good laws to protect and respect all people

What will they stand up for? Friends, animals, injustice.

Who do they quote? Bad obscure cartoon characters

Are they indoorsy or outdoorsy? in, love nature, but sun, heat, insects... ugh, PEOPLE

What is their sinful little habit? Can’t really tell, can I?

What sense do they most rely on? Very grateful for sight, but hearing

How do they treat people better than them? If only there was such people

How do they treat people worse than them? Politely evil. [if by worse you mean a bad person]

What quality do they most value in a friend? Loyalty

What do they consider an overrated virtue? Family need

If they could change one thing about themselves, what would it be? Don’t overthink so much, be able to choose something and focus on it

What is their obsession? Music

What are their pet peeves? DON’T GO FUCKING CHANGING MY FUCKING PLAYLIST IN THE MIDDLE OF MY FUCKING SONG

What are their idiosyncrasies? It seems like I’ve been living in a musical for quite a while now.

Friends and Family

Is their family big or small? Who does it consist of? Big, huge, love my siblings.

What is their perception of family? My space, your space, deal? [I don’t talk much to any of them]

Do they have siblings? Older or younger? I am the oldest, then there are 2 boys and 2 girls.

Describe their best friend. Ginger, unfair karma queen, the best.

Ideal best friend? A twin? [narcisist much?]

Describe their other friends. Easy going people, alcohol friendly, nighters

Describe their acquaintances. RMC, are you there?

Do they have any pets? Towanda, the cat. [Bridget, her sister, ran away]

Who are their natural allies? The walls at home?

Who are their surprising allies? The stage

Past and Future

What was your character like as a baby? As a child? Fat and smart

Did they grow up rich or poor? Okay, no big luxury, comfortable

Did they grow up nurtured or neglected? Emotionally negleted

What is the most offensive thing they ever said? *bleep*

What is their greatest achievement? Living alone

What was their first kiss like? Ugh, mall stairs, f u Marie

What is the worst thing they did to someone they loved? Let them go

What are their ambitions? The world, rule it.

What advice would they give their younger self? You go and do that and speak up and enjoy the fuck of it!

What smells remind them of their childhood? Plumeria rubra scent

What was their childhood ambition? Be a scientist

What is their best childhood memory? Seing Santa Claus

What is their worst childhood memory? Hearing stepdouche doing mom

Did they have an imaginary childhood friend? I don’t remember :^(

When was the last time they were crushed with disappointment? Pff! Good morning?!?!? Done.

What past act are they most ashamed of? Perform a Britney song to my steploser

What past act are they most proud of? Get into college

Has anyone ever saved their life? Not that I remember, but I did.

Strongest childhood memory? Making “herb-ice”

Love

Do they believe in love at first sight? Yep

Are they in a relationship? Nope

How do they behave in a relationship? Ugh....... Not well

When did you character last have sex? Ahahaha HOW DARE YOU?

What sort of sex do they have? THERE ARE CHILDREN READIN[I’m Breathless track 3]

Has your character ever been in love? Yes...yes

Have they ever had their heart broken? You can’t love and not have your heart broken

Conflict

How do they respond to a threat? Analysis and response

Are they most likely to fight with their fists or their tongue? Tongue

What is your character’s kryptonite? A stupid thing to awnser

If your character could only save one thing from their burning house, what would it be? Books as a whole count? If not, my writings.

How do they perceive strangers? Fully.

What do they love to hate? Crocs [but I have one, FYI]

What are their phobias? Spidey, things falling [?!?]

What is their choice of weapon? Double 9mm OR Mr. Pointy

What living person do they most despise? Right awnser! SD! E FD.

Have they ever been bullied or teased? Hm... A fat gay boy in high school... I WONDER WHAT IT WAS LIKE?! [actually after a slow start I did very well socially in high school]

Where do they go when they’re angry? Smoke a cig... or 5

Who are their enemies and why? Toxic straight people, evil pocs, fascionistas bitches and unemployment.

Work, Education and Hobbies

What is their current job? English teacher

What do they think about their current job? I love my students

What are some of their past jobs? More of that. Also DJing

What are their hobbies? Assimilate culture

Educational background? College almost done than dropped

Intelligence level? ahahahah too much for my own good

Do they have any specialist training? Madonna 101: How to be a star and make fabulous detail-oriented tours and concept albums

Do they have a natural talent for something? Very bend-y. Can dance.

Do they play a sport? Are they any good? Long Time-distance Sleeping

What is their socioeconomic status? White privilege going bankrupt

Favourites

What is their favourite animal? Wolf and deer and unicorn

Which animal to they dislike the most? Eesh, besides arach-crew? Protozoa disturbs me

What place would they most like to visit? NY/Iceland/Japan

What is the most beautiful thing they’ve ever seen? Every dawn is it.

What is their favourite song? HA! As if I could, but I got some. Down Under - Men At Work is a good one.

Music, art, reading preferred? Gimme gimme blood! All of it, Love art.

What is their favourite colour? Green. [is rainbow a color?]

What is their password? anime character

Favourite food: Potato, Nachos and Watermellon

What is their favourite work of art? The Virgin of the Rocks by Leonardo DaVinci.

Who is their favourite artist? Oh boy... Gustave Doré. Mucha is one of them. DaVinci is the most important in my life. Björk in music.

What is their favourite day of the week? Wednesday

Possessions

What is in their fridge: many spices, little actual food

What is on their bedside table? water, saline solution and toilet paper

What is in their car? nothing because it does not exist

What is in their bin? used tissues, nails, empty snacks packages

What is in their purse or wallet? lot of hygiene itens, umbrella, more toilet paper, some books, e-reader, chargers, sunglasses, water bottle, mess

What is in their pockets? trash, coins, keys, cellphone, ID

What is their most treasured possession? My books

Spirituality

Who or what is your character’s guardian angel? A very tired one

Do they believe in the afterlife? Yes

What are their religious views? Go nature, fuck people

What do they think heaven is? Peace

What do they think hell is? This?

Are they superstitious? Yep, a litte

What would they like to be reincarnated as? A happy person with a happy life

How would they like to die? No pain, no fear.

What is your character’s spirit animal? Bridget Jones. Maybe a capybara.

What is their zodiac sign? Virgo [asc Aqu moon Lib ven Leo]

Values

What do they think is the worst thing that can be done to a person? Take away their freedom

What is their view of ‘freedom’? Being responsible for your own choices

When did they last lie? Some lines above SCANDAAAAAALL!!!!

What’s their view of lying? Sadly vital

When did they last make a promise? Last month

Did they keep or break their last promise? Hell yeah

Daily life

What are their eating habits? Bring it in

Do they have any allergies? Everything and nada, possible rhinitis.

Describe their home. Empty, quiet, books everywhere, clean but messy.

Are they minimalist or a clutter hoarder? FREACKING HOARDER BOSS

What do they do first thing on a weekday morning? Tea

What do they do on a Sunday afternoon? Become one with the sofa

What do they do on a Friday night? Try to stay home, fails, go out

What is the soft drink of choice? Strawberry juice with condensed milk

What is their alcoholic drink of choice? Margarita [it is not a cocktail, but Bailey’s]

Miscellaneous

What is their character archetype? Chaotic Neutral towards Good [ENFp - #2w3]

Who is their hero? My fantasy autors, directors, painters.

What or who would your character dress up as for Halloween? Sailor Moon. Elvira. Scooby Doo. An Absolut bottle. Dorothy or Elphaba.

Are they comfortable with technology? Very

If they could save one person, who would it be? My older sibling.

If they could call one person for help, who would it be? Beyoncé

What is their favourite proverb? To know and not to do is not to know

What is their greatest extravagance? Eat good food without caring about the money

What is their greatest regret? Can’t recall any BIIIG one

What is their perception of redemption? To love fully, completely surrender to it, just because it feels right.

What would they do if they won the lottery? Give enough to my siblings be okay for their lives and then travel the world, never come back.

What is their favourite fairytale? Donkeyskin

What fairytale do they hate? Cinderella, too close to home maybe

Do they believe in happy endings? Yes

What is their idea of perfect happiness? Peace, freedom, money

What would they ask a fortune teller? How many children will I have?

If your character could travel through time, where would they go? Definetely the 80′s. Ancient Greece. Renaissence Italy. Feudal Japan. The Celts. And find out if there really was an Atlantis.

What sport do they excel at? Volleyball, gymnastics, can I say yoga?

What sport do they suck at? Most of them?

If they could have a superpower, what would they choose? Read minds, teleport, being invisible, Luke Cage Skin, The Phoenix... any of this haha OY WITH THE POODLES ALREADY!! Ugh, endless!!!! 

Thank you for your endurance through this! Well, that’s a little lot about me! Hope it will awnser some of your questions as they pop up. You can always ask. So, that is done. Bye now, 

- Nikko, the Unikkorn King

original questionaire by https://www.novel-software.com/

[allycat]

MY SISTER PUT THIS ON NETFLIX FOR MY NIECE AND NEPHEW AND SHE DIDN'T UNDERSTAND WHY I BURST OUT LAUGHING WHEN I SAW THE THUMBNAIL

[dairyfairyspittingcherries]

Theres a fucking t-posing mickey YALL NEED TO STAHP

Every Mickey: a chimera made by combining every available online 3D model of Mickey Mouse

Matthew Plummer Fernandez’s Every Mickey is a 3D printable STL file consisting of “Every model of Mickey Mouse found online, compiled as one.” Plummer Fernandez instantiated this one at  50.688 x 23.858 x 49.376 cm and enhanced it with acrylic paint. (via Waxy)

https://boingboing.net/2018/12/14/matthew-plummer-fernandez.html

[metamorph-magus]

AJDKFKSBS MICKEY NO STAHP GTFO 🙈

((OOC — my tumblr is just slowing turning into the place where I post my gratuitous selfies because I’m too self conscious to post more than one on Instagram....sorry?))