#cupid bots

[honeyryewhiskey]

˗ˏˋ ꒰ dean x cupid bots!! ꒱ ˎˊ˗

‧₊˚ ☁️ | love bug lodge dean's taking you on a trip to meet Jodi, Claire and Alex. Stopping for the night at Love Bug Lodge, you're convinced the place is haunted. And you can't possibly sleep in your own room if there are ghosts on the prowl. [this ones a little sweetie pie, have fun!!]

༉‧₊˚. | candy drawer you found dean's hidden stash of candy and chocolate. he's caught you red-handed in a pile of wrappers. [this guy is grumpyyyy, but it's so fun to mess with grumpy dean, right?]

ೀ⋆｡| rock, paper, no— don't do scissors sitting in the hum of a laundry mat, dean takes the opportunity to teach you rock, paper, scissors to pass the time. [cute, domestic dean<3]

j's note ♡︎ i'm missin dean x cupid, so i made these. i have another fic in the works, so they will be returning soon!! i might even make a drabble in the meantime idk

[utopianparody]

im glad im not the only one here who doesnt like bot ii here on osc tumblr

[fazcinatingblog]

Putting the Ginni in beginning

[thefaearealwaysamongyou]

I thought that my conversations with the England character ai were hilarious so I'm making it a series even though no one asked

Cause we like to give a king some options

Color scheme sounds a lil goofy, but the design is beautiful. I can work with this.

We're gonna ignore the fact that he already had a color scheme, mainly because I had a better idea.

I am cupid from hetalia

The food choices were a slay (also bffr, he would be the type to look at old pics everytime he cleans his house)

Nah 💀

My guy is looking to be wilin' put at his bachelor party

Legiterally

(Was trying to be specific that way a misinterpretation from the ai didn't derail my plot)

This has been part 2

Part 1 if you missed it:

And part 3:

**the character ai was made by @koolkat9

[https-st4r]

How twitter felt after suspending my account for no reason and not opening the case back up when I emailed them:

[forsakenmissives]

i should start writing down the reasons i block people cuz it will be like *blocks raging homophobe* [2 mins later] *blocks someone who draws merlin with straight hair* ?????

[3amclothesmonster]

🇺🇸: After years.. I finally made Vinny! (Welcome home oc!) Let me know if there's any issues with him! I'll start working on my other bots! (:

🇩🇪: Nach Jahren … habe ich endlich Vinny gemacht! (Willkommen zu Hause, oc!) Sag mir Bescheid, wenn es irgendwelche Probleme mit ihm gibt! Ich werde mit der Arbeit an meinen anderen Bots beginnen! (:

[cupid-quinn]

guys what if….. what guy i…… just….. just hang on…… what…… what if……. i…… *SLAMS HEAD AGAINS THE WALL* *STRAIGHTENS MY BLAZER* what if i started posting my fics

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[nathanbatemanfucker]

In Plain Sight, Ch 2: A Hoard of Cupids

summary: nathan’s much more insightful about you than he used to be. it’s making you uneasy…and curious.

pairing: nathan bateman x f!reader

contents: 18+/NSFW/MINORS DNI, enemies to lovers (sorta), boss/employee dynamics, pining, nathan trying to be nice but he’s so abrasive lol, pining, mentions of caretaking/sick family members, mentions of emotionally abusive parents, masturbation (m), sub!nathan if you squint

wc: 2,745

AN: back at it with part twoooo. thank you all for the kind words and support on this fic, i didn’t expect it to get the response it did but i’m really excited to give y’all the rest. fair warning that these chapters seem to be getting longer as i write on. happy reading!

in plain sight masterlist | part 3 | part 4 | part 5

Nathan gives you space— at first. When you return the next day at 7 a.m. sharp he’s nowhere to be found. Not in the living room or in the kitchen, not on his patio boxing. You assume he’s in his room, probably toying with one of his bots in a distasteful manner. The idea makes you shudder. But is it not easier to come to work with every task he could want you to do placed on his desk, no fuss?

You don’t like Nathan Bateman. He’s a pompous asshole, a know it all, a man who thinks only about his own desires. When he apologized— or rather attempted to— yesterday you thought that maybe you slipped and fallen down the stairs on your way out. By his standards, it was a top tier apology. You’d never once heard him apologize to anyone. On your drive home you had wondered if he had ever apologized in his life. The thought made you giggle, and then you’d turned up the music and forgotten about him until right now.

Sat at your desk, an ungodly stack of things to do. There’s a note sat on top. It’s simple and straightforward, lacking emotion but somehow still has your stomach flipping. It reads:

In meetings all day— let me know if you need anything. Go home early today.

Mr. Bateman

P.S. I’ll spruce up my apologizing skills.

You regard the note cautiously, raising your brow at it before you let yourself laugh a little. Was this a joke or had Nathan Bateman taken some criticism to heart (which is rumored to not exist). You fold the note up, and for some reason slip it into your bag.

The last thing that’s on your mind is that Nathan’s watching you. He sits in the dark at his monitors, leaning in closely. His eyes trace your figure on the screens intensely, watching as you read and read and read. He expects no reaction from you beside maybe throwing it in the trash. But then you laugh, and he watches you store it for safekeeping. A piece of him will go home with you. Nathan never thought he’d be jealous of a piece of paper, not when he seems to have the entire world at his fingertips.

—

He returns to his normal behavior after a week— partially because he thinks you settled in. And partially because…well he begrudgingly can admit to himself, in the comfort of his own mind, that he misses you. When you get to work the next Monday he’s sat on an observation table, examining what looks like a deconstructed robot brain.

You aren’t even able to open your mouth and say good morning before he’s talking to you.

“Are you sleeping okay?” He asks, his eyes appraising you intensely.

You stop in your tracks, regarding him as always, your expression pieced into that calm expression. So you’re back to normal, none of that fire. He expected it but that doesn’t keep him from feeling disappointed.

“Sir?”

“You look really fucking tired. Exhausted,” He tacts on for good measure.

Your spine goes completely rigid, your grip on your bag tightening. You are tired. So very tired. You work shitty hours for incredible money and then go home to take care of your younger sisters and mother. Dealing with Nathan is for them. For your sisters’ schooling, so they won’t feel left out when the other kids have the newest gadget or shoes. For your mother’s ever piling medical bills. It’s important that you don’t jeopardize something so precious.

“Is it affecting my work? Have I done something wrong?” You ask him softly.

“No— that’s not why I’m—“ He stutters before closing his mouth and starting anew. You’ve never seen him like this. If you didn’t know better, you’d think he was flustered. But knowing Nathan, he’s just never asked a single employee he’s ever had if they’re alright. “I’m your boss, I worry about your well being. That’s what good bosses do.”

“Are you sure?” You ask evenly, eyes still trained on him.

“Am I—“ He stops, eyes wide for a fraction of a second before he bites away his smile. “Are you fucking with me?”

If he was looking at you so intentionally he would miss the way your mouth twitches. “I’m fine, Mr. Bateman. I have a lot of responsibilities, not only here but out there as well.”

“Out there?”

“The real world. Thank you for the concern, sir.”

For the second time, you’ve rendered Nathan speechless. That night he lays in bed thinking of you, like many nights prior. He turns your words over in his head time and time again. The real world. Do you think he doesn’t know what it’s like out there? He wonders how much research you’d done for the job. Nathan used his brain to get here, climbing and climbing. He hadn’t been born into this but his personality lent itself to such a conclusion. Nathan knows what his real world used to look like, though one day he hopes that any of his contraptions can help him forget. He wonders what your real world looks like.

There’s no ring on your finger, but you could have a partner. Kids? Another job? He pays you well enough for that to not be necessary. Maybe you volunteer at a puppy shelter. He could picture it. You in something other than your stuffy work clothes, a smile on your face as you drown in puppy breath and slobber.

He groans, rolling over in bed to plant his face deeply in the pillow. Maybe he can smother himself out of this. Thinking about puppies? He might as well be one, he’s practically lovesick if you have him thinking like this. When would he get used to feeling this way? His usual cynical thoughts feel like they’re being pillaged by a hoard of cupids.

He doesn’t even know if you feel the same. Being better for you is one thing, but what if there’s no payoff? What if he changes for you and you leave him high and dry? Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. He feels the back of his neck sweating and sits up.

Nathan’s been down this road before, it’s brought him his fortune and an insane work ethic. It’s all brought him sorrow he’ll never be able to escape. Being with his parents feels like a fever dream sometimes and other times he feels 6 again, like he’s drowning in their expectations and insults, trying to measure up. He’d given up eventually, once he realized that they would never love him the way parents should. Why try to do anything anyone wanted but himself when they could still treat him poorly for it?

He’s the way he is from his own indoctrination. He doesn’t know where he would be if he hadn’t convinced himself that he was the only person that truly matters.

But, now there’s you. You, who looks so soft, you that scratches an itch he didn’t even realize he had. You, that he wants to goad and prod and poke until you unleash all of yourself on him. He closes his eyes and lays back, envisioning you right here with him. He feels insane, his heart— his mind, his dick— are taking him through a whirlwind of emotions right now.

He palms himself through his boxers, eyes squeezing shut tighter than before as he tries to narrate. He pictures you in one of his white shirts, it’s fabric nearly see-through with the way it clings to your breasts. He grasps his length through his boxers letting out a heaving sigh. Fuck he wishes this was you.

If there’s anything that Nathan knows how to do its not only being smartest but the most imaginative. He’s been daydreaming for as long as he can remember. Universes with better outcomes— having worth, or loving parents or anyone for that matter. Anyone to be on his side. He imagined codes and synthetic body parts that live and breathe in front of him. He can surely imagine you, breathy and horny in his bed, jerking him off. He doesn’t care if it’s fucked up, or inappropriate. He wants you, and maybe this is the only way he can have you. He slides his boxers down, finally done teasing himself. Licking his palm, he grabs his cock, starts stroking and succumbs to the thought of you.

Another moan bubbles out of his throat. He can see your nipples through his shirt when you straddle him like this. Your thighs are soft against his own and he would reach for your free hand, thread his fingers through your own. Your hands are smaller than his, smooth and supple. And god, you’re stroking him just the way he likes it, the soft wet sound making pleasure shoot through his groin.

You’d overstimulate him wouldn’t you? With that clever mouth barely pulling up a grin, eyes full of fire as you stroke him past the point of pleasure. Would you make him watch? See the way your hands would grow slick and shiny with his cum as you kept pumping and pumping, pushing him to another release. Covering you both in him, until you’re too needy to keep toying with him. Nathan cums just as he’s imagining the feeling of you dragging your bare pussy against his sensitive cock. He whines and keens off the bed, the high singing in his veins. He swears he can almost imagine the way you would moan.

His eyes open, the spell broken. He’s alone, covered in his own spend, chest heaving like he just ran a 10k. He avoids his reflection when he walks into the bathroom to clean up. His loneliness spikes again and he heads to the kitchen, reaching for the first bottle he can find.

—

“You’re late,” He says stiffly, crossing his arms as he watches you cross the space to sit at your desk.

The day after he’d gotten off thinking of you he’d had the slightest difficulty looking at you. It quickly faded, he was too greedy. Too needy, if he’s being honest. He can’t get enough, he doesn’t know if he could ever say it but you’re the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen.

You’re openly frazzled; your shirt isn’t tucked in, your hair is a little more frizzy than usual and you look as tired as ever. He regrets his biting tone immediately.

Even as you explain you’re moving, setting your to-go mug on the desk, fetching your calendar, booting up your computer. “I know, I’m sorry, Mr. Bateman. My sisters were less than cooperative this morning.”

Nathan turns completely away from the bins he’s been searching through, raising a brow at you in surprise, “Your sisters?”

“Yes— one is 7 the other is 14. The little made getting out of the house…difficult,” You murmur distractedly, eyes trained on your screen.

“Isn’t that your parents’ fucking job?”

His question snaps you back to the present— you hadn’t shared nearly as much as you could’ve. But you’d gone into this job wanting to be nameless and faceless. Memorable only for the quality of the work you do.

You shake your head, daring a quick glance in his direction that you immediately regret when your eyes meet his.“I realized that I’ve shared far too much about my personal life. I should work, Mr. Bateman.”

Nathan immediately understands your deflecting. How many times has he been asked by reporters and interviewers where his family is? Enough times that he’s had his publicist strike the topic from the acceptable lists. That was about all he was good for anyway, Nathan says what he wants when he wants.

He goes back to the task at hand— though now with you here he doesn’t quite remember what that was. A part…some sort of part that he needed. Wires? Screws? A metal plate? He sighs in frustration and leaves without another word.

Your gaze is on the door as soon as it shuts, making sure he’s gone. The tears that you’ve been biting back fall and you bury your face in your hands. Your youngest sister had begged and pleaded for you to stay warm in bed with her this morning. With your mother so sick, you’ve practically raised her yourself these last few years. It makes her needy, which you understand. But what she doesn’t understand is how delicate the balance you found in caring for your entire family is. Middle sister lacks just as much understanding, with heaps of attitude. She doesn’t want to snuggle with you or with younger sister. Mediating this entire situation is what made you late.

It feels like you’re cracking under the pressure but that isn’t an option, is it? As if the universe wants to make it clear, your computer chimes. It’s Nathan, asking you to come to his office.

—

He’d meant to go clear his head in his office and come back to get whatever part he was in need of. But, when he sat in his chair he was met with the sight of you hunched over your desk, presumably crying by the way your shoulders jerked every once and a while.

He’s pinging you before he can think better of it. He watches you read his message. You’re such an anomaly— you sit up immediately, reaching for some tissues and cleaning yourself up as if nothing happened. You even check yourself in the reflection of your computer, fidgeting with your hair, tucking in your shirt once you stand. As soon as you start out of the office he turns off his monitors, not one to be caught snooping around though it’s right and was clear in the contract. Maybe you’ve forgotten. Perhaps you don’t think your anything worth watching…Nathan would like to change that assumption.

“You pinged me, sir?”

How would he play this? He couldn’t admit that he just watched you cry.

“Trying my hand at this apologizing shit again. I— Nathan Bateman— am sorry for being insensitive. Like I said last time, I don’t know your life or you. Alright, how was that?”

“I would say a solid, 5/10, which is a 50% improvement.”

“Fuck me, you’re a tough crowd. What am I docked for? You know I’m all about perfection.”

“There was a lack of originality. And you omitted your middle name.”

It takes everything in Nathan not to giggle. The way the words come out of your mouth are so funny… or maybe he’s just obsessed. It could be both. “My middle name is classified information.”

“Does Wikipedia know that?” You ask, tilting your head in that uncanny way.

Nathan can’t hold in his laugh this time, running a hand over his beard, “You’re funnier than you look.”

Your mouth twitches, and you give him the smallest nod, “Thank you, sir. Is that all?”

He pretends to think about it. “This apology is feeling pretty one-sided to me.”

“I accept your apology, Mr. Bateman, thank you.”

“Accept something else,” He proposes, going out on a limb. Suddenly your stare is too intense, the room is too hot and small. What the fuck is he doing?

“What’s that?” You ask, as soft and sweet as ever.

“Dinner. Tomorrow,” He says simply.

“With you?”

Nathan ignores the twinge in his heart— your tone barely changed. If he wasn’t with you every single day, studying you, he wouldn’t even have noticed.

“I can invite the droids if you want. They’ll just stare at us while we eat.”

Your hand tightens around your planner. Dinner with Nathan…choosing to be around him? It seemed like as of late he was trying to be…more palatable. This could be an act of good faith. But, you have your sisters and mother to think about. You’ve given her nurse enough overtime hours in the last few weeks.

“Without getting too personal, I don’t think I’ll be able to swing it sir, I have to get home to my sisters as soon as possible.”

Yes, your family, that you never talk about. He could accommodate, what’s he the fucking boss for if he can’t?

“We’ll do it early.”

You sway a little as you think about this— that’s new, he thinks to himself, filing that information away for later.

“You’ve already got me apologizing, I can’t add saying please to the list of acceptable behaviors. I’ll lose my fucking edge.”

“How early?”

“3:30.”

“Alright, then, sir.”

nathan taglist: @missdictatorme, @hon3yboy, @runa-falls, @campingwiththecharmings, @toracainz, @steven-grants-world, @clemdango04, @jdbxws, @crispysublimecupcake, @sub-aro, @faretheeoscar, @cupidysm, @whentheskyispinkandabitblue , @nova-ivy541, @sparkypantelones, @veritable-trash, @mangoslushcrush, @kotaropuppy

[neovillains]

𝐂𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍'𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐃.

wanna read out works from the past? check out these beauties out on archive of our own. you can find me on diorzieck.

🔖 ── return back to regular masterlist.

★ · 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔

HEART-SHAPED BOLTS _ BOKUTO KOUTAROU : as a joke, you signed up to beta-test a sex bot. However, after receiving the large package weeks after applying, the joke happens to bring you to happiness and pleasure ── 6.8k words | angst, smut.

LITTLE BIRD _ AKAASHI KEIJI : you're preparing for you ice skating competition, harbored feelings for your best friend appear ── 9.1k words | fluff.

THROUGH THE NIGHT _ OSAMU MIYA : sometimes they question if it's because they live together why they feel this way ── 24.8k words | fluff, angst, smut.

UNPOPULAR OPINION _ IWAIZUMI HAJIME : your best friend, the person you've been crushing on for a while, isn't a fan of your podcast ── 24.7k words | fluff, angst.

★ · 𝐉𝐔𝐉𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐍

AS IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN _ NANAMI KENTO : if you could go back and change the course in which your life was headed, you would. now you're chasing for what could've been when it's always been right there ── 40.1k words | angst, fluff, smut.

FORGET ME NOT _ GOJO SATORU : forget me not disease — a disease said to be a blessing. when a heart gets wounded by the one they love, their memories start to succumb ── 15.6k words | fluff, angst.

HEART OF THE SEA _ GETO SUGURU : after getting stranded and washing up on a deserted island, he finds you ─ a beautiful and magnificent deity. with no way to get back home, he spends the rest of his days with you ── 9.0k words | angst, smut.

NEVER BE ENOUGH _ CHOSO KAMO : the fan fiction he writes for you will never be enough, and neither is the week he's been gifted to meet you. it will never be enough until he has you in his hold ── 17k words | dark content, smut.

VISCERAL CHOKEHOLD _ HIGURUMA HIROMI : no one ever thought you would make it this far, and maybe you wouldn’t have without higuruma’s help ── 16.2k words | dark content, smut.

WAITING FOR HEAVEN _ GETO SUGURU : geto has dealt with death before. it's a common experience for him. he’s used to the glorious gates of heaven with every near-death experience he takes. however, upon a fatal accident and a frightening result of it, he finds out that god isn’t going to be the one waiting for him. so, in his time alive, he seeks out another way to repent ─ therapy ── discontinued series | heavy dark content, angst.

★ · 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐉𝐄𝐊𝐈 𝐍𝐎 𝐊𝐘𝐎𝐉𝐈𝐍

CUPID _ REINER BRAUN : what first started off as a hobby becomes your career. you're the host of the love apple— a famous love advisory podcast. considering its popularity, people already believe that you have that certain someone in your life, but you don't.

despite wanting to feel the love that your listeners experience and from the couples you see daily, you find it hard following your own advice. however, after your listeners start questioning the validity of your content, you decide to put yourself to the test. you follow your own advice to go after the fleeting crush you have on your neighbor— reiner braun ── 26.3k words | fluff, smut.

[weldingmetal]

Possible fic ideas for transformers

So like I have a few ideas for some docs I want to do so I am just gonna voice them here.

Most of these are Megop fic ideas so bare with me.

Megs Reincarnated

So like what if at some point in the war Megatron died but because he was on space crack he couldn’t join the allspark/well so Primus sent his spark to live again in the hopes that over time his spark would be purged overtime. Megs becomes a human woman and eventually meet Optimus. Hijinks ensues.

I also thought about doing a shattered glass version of this as well.

After Primasy

So what if Optimus met Megatron after he became a prime. This was inspired by two fic I saw on Ao3. I can’t remember what they were called but I will write the names when I can.

Miko Plays Cupid

After Miko gets captured by Megs she learns things about before the war but things don’t add up. After she is rescued and asks Op some things she realizes that there were some major misunderstandings that were and still are the cause of the continuing war. So she decided that the best way to resolve this was to play match maker. What could go wrong.

Can You Feel It Shockwave?

What if Shockwaves emotions canes back after an experiment gone wrong? I have a theory that shadowplay didn’t take away everything but left what emotion he had that was strongest, a sick and twisted form of curiosity and everything else was repressed. Then what happens when he gets them back? I plan for this to be very angsty. Can’t comfort them unless they’re broken right?

Twelve Kids, Twelve Primes

What if team prime had twelve kids to care for and through some kind of hijinks they found out that the kids were twelve reincarnated primes.

Some smaller fic ideas include

G1 bots finding out humans have valves/spikes

Bots finding out about car washes

Miko being a little troublemaker and adopting all the vehicons

Soundwave making a soundboard

Stabby by the roomba. Enough said.

Bots finding out about nuclear weapons and atom bombs.

Bots finding out humans can feel when you look at them.

Now if you want to use any of theses all I ask is that you tag or tell me so I can look over the counter as you use my fic recipes to create delicious fics that I will grab and consume like a feral animal.

[transingthoseformers]

I remember in one g1 episode I think they proved the existence of Santa. So if Santa is real maybe so is Cupid 💘

So imaging the consequences of some bot con or not got their hands on his arrows.

Tbh it's g1, basically anything goes there

But also.... Starscream getting a hold of Cupid's arrows and not only causing some trouble but pissing Cupid off...

[livealittleoc-cb]

Happy 22nd Birthday Cupid!

💘: IT’S MY BIRTHDAY! IT’S MY BIRTHDAY! EEEE DON’T I LOOK THE CUTEST WITH MY LITTLE HAT HEHE It’s going to be a fun day hehe!! Aphrodite said we can have lunch together so Apollo and me are going around to get my birthday freebies from different places and also doing a bit of shopping. We might also take Spot and Doodle for walks. OOO OO Ares also said I can come over to have some bunny time and apparently some of the others are coming along too so it’ll basically be a little mini party 🥰 They said they had a surprise for me which I’m kind of scared knowing them…BUT! I get to also see my mama and step dad this weekend for my birthday so I’m very excited for that! If anyone wants to hangout we can! The more the merrier is my motto!!

🩵🩵: @monsterhigh-cb [🐟🤍💍 && ⚡💙 && 👻💜 && 🐺💕 && 🎤💖 && 👑💛] @evicted-oc [☕️🤎 && 🐼🖤 && 🔦💛 && 🧊🩵 && 💄🖤 && 🏴‍☠️🤍] @theinvitation-bot [🐭🩶💒] @welcome-to-maniac [🐇🖤 💍 && 🌻❤️ && 🌕❤️���🔥 && 🐿️❣️ && 🐉🩶] @fantasyaespa [🐈 💚💍 && ☀️🩵💍] @k-venturetime [🍓❣️] @multi-joong [🌧️🧡💍 && 🎨💚 && ☠️🖤] @kardpackcb [🌙💝 && 🐺❤️‍🔥] @obsession-cb [🍰🖤💍 && 🍪🖤 && 🧁🖤] @themuses-rp [💃❤️‍🔥 && 💀🩵], @lunaaofthemoon [🌖💜], @raiden-oc [🌑🖤], @badbf-cb [🍭💙]

possible new residents: @faywithlove @folklore-cb @domxbot @welcometosector1 @reve-rv @multi-esme @the-hellhounds @oppositesattraxt @coffeexdreamcb @silcntxnight @thesugaredalchemists @redlight-cb @darkloversxcb @shin-haneul @crimson-l @clubwnderland @dragonrider-cb @mafia-parkseonghwa @wxlfchris @incubus-johnny @songsoftheocean-oc @dream-cb @demigods-ateez @secretscb [DM + / -]

[amakumos]

CUPID’S CORNER — two ; my kyky

because he’s a little shit, nishimura riki sends a totally embarrassing confession about you to “cupid’s corner”, a twitter account that posts anonymous confessions from decelis academy students. but when that joke confession suddenly makes a bunch of people confess to you on cupid’s corner (for real this time!) riki finds that he’s jealous — and oh… he can’t believe it took him a fake confession to realise that he’s crazily in love with you.

two － my kyky! previous ☆ next ♡ masterlist

author's note. so fitting that mbappe was announced as the captain of the french football team. "I'm not saying I'm Mbappé's biggest fan, but I did name my cat after him. #CantStopMbappéing" jk this was an autogenerated bio that i got using a bot

CUPID'S CORNER! a riki smau. genre: smau, crack, fluff, idol au pairing: non-idol! riki x non-idol! reader warnings: swearing, ignore timestamps taglist is CLOSED!

[luc-elementix]

Okay, I know I'm a few months late on this news but let's start this new year with something that could be nice.

Last summer, Mattel has renewed the trademark for Ever After High.

At first, there is no reason to get excited. Maybe it's just to prevent another company from using the trademark to do something with it (. But I read that Mattel did not renew the trademark even though it had expired since at least 2021. Why?

If you have been following me for a while, you know that I don't believe in a come back for Ever After High. Or more precisely, I don't think Ever After High will come back as the way we knew it.

Most people are hoping for the return of the beautiful animated series (after Mattel ignored emails from Studio Guru, I doubt they'll be up for producing EAH content again), the return of the dolls on the shelves (Why would Mattel risk losing the Disney Princess license again when EAH is one of the reasons they lost this easy money stream?) or even a crossover with the G3 of Monster High (which, I admit, would have a better chance of happening... even though Monster High has always been more popular than our fairy tale franchise!)

BUT...

With what happened last year with My Scene, I see a new option : What if Ever After High came back as collector dolls on Mattel Creation website?

Think about it.

Since 2020, Mattel has been releasing G1 dolls of Monster High on its website very regularly... and it's working well! (Besides, I feel sorry for the fans because with the releases that arrive every 2 weeks and the regular problems with buyer-bots on Mattel Creation, they must be struggling with their budget and mental health.) They can sell a doll at a collector price (which isn't always equals the quality of a "collector doll" but whatever) and they know they will please those who are willing to pay for a product that will tickle their nostalgia.

A release on Mattel Creation means also there would be no competition with Disney dolls since it would be a online release, and that Disney Princesses and Disney Descendants dolls are mainly sold in stores (at least for the US, we don't have the new Descendants dolls here in my country). In short, they don't take too many risks. And if it works, they can consider making it a regular release.

It's just a theory, of course.

But I think it's more likely to happen than a reboot. (Even if the return of Cupid in Monster High G3 gives some hope...)

Let's see if anything happens this year... 6__6