#disney springs??? WHAT STORE

[pieofdeath]

i love my faefriend so much (said incredibly wearily)

theyre at disney rn and they said "oh I'm in epcot, I bought a cool dagger" and i asked. "oh cool, where??" meaning the country or area (there's 11 (IIRC) countries represented with an area in epcot and then the star wars area. so where is a valid question.)

and in response. i get. "epcot."

[aloysiavirgata]

What do you think Scully and Mulder would disagree on as parents? A prompt, if you will.

Scully wanted schedules. Meal plans. Calendars. She wanted piano lessons on Thursdays, swim lessons on Mondays, and labeled bins for the Legos and Thomas train cars. She wanted whole grains and bento boxes and clothes from Boden and Hanna Andersson and Tea Collection. Vacations in the Galapagos and the Grand Canyon. She wanted - in her most secret heart - for him to be the star of the soccer or lacrosse teams. Or both.

Mulder wanted the gauche consumerism of Disney World every spring. He wanted drippy ice cream cones and a perpetually muddy dog and troops of sticky neighbor children marauding through the back door so he could say JESUS CHRIST WILLIAM I’M NOT PAYING TO AIR CONDITION THE WHOLE STREET. He imagined burnt pig-anus hot dogs over a campfire, a floor strewn with action figures, snow angels, Chef Boyardee. No chess coach, no deportment classes, those new-fangled sneakers that lit up. He imagined Welch’s grape juice stains on the couch.

***

Scully, luscious and fully fleshed again, with William suckling at her blue-veined breast. Scully like a Renaissance Madonna reimagined by Margaret Atwood.

“My mother sold her wedding dress to pay for Charlie’s football gear,” she says, touching William’s rose petal cheek. “My father made pretty good money for the Navy and all, but four kids so close together…we ate a lot of spaghetti. Lots of hand me downs. Missy shoplifted makeup a whole lot, if my mother ever knew…”

“Malnutrition why you’re so short?” he asks, because he knows she wasn’t actually malnourished.

She scowls. “It was never dirty, my mother would have died first. But just…you know. Heaps of rain boots at the door and school books on the table and hair ribbons and pencil stubs and recorder sheet music and half a cream-cheese-and-jelly sandwich withering on a plate because Bill and Missy were pinching each other…”

Scully trails off, switches the baby to her other breast. Remembers dinners of store-brand fish sticks and creamed corn because one of them had an unexpected pricey field trip.

William gurgles, clutches a fistful of his mother’s silky hair. Blows a raspberry beneath her Delft pottery gaze.

Mulder kisses William’s warm, fragrant head.

Mulder remembers his father, pleasantly loquacious on bourbon, teaching him about shoulder lines and top-stitching at 8. His mother and Samantha in matching ruffled Gunne Saxe dresses, the starched disapproval of the maid when he tracked footprints over the fresh vacuum lines in the carpet.

Chicken a la King, wedge salad, Steak Diane, swigs of his mother’s sidecar…

William hiccups, dribbling milk down his fat cheek. He begins to hiccup more, which makes him laugh at first, and which then makes him cry.

“It was just always loud and chaotic,” Scully says, propping the baby against her shoulder. “Someone was always hurt or in trouble or pulling hair or getting their hair pulled…it was impossible to think or relax. College was such a gift.” She remembers a study- fort she built in the San Diego coat closet.

William belches, then cheerfully vomits down her cleavage.

Scully groans.

Mulder mops her up with tender precision, watches William try to stuff his dinner-roll fist into his mouth.

“It’s been silent at my house for twenty-eight years,” Mulder says.

[graciegoeskrazy]

Last Resort

Sebastian Stan x Teen!reader

Warnings

HEAVY talks of Self-harm, mentions of mental hospitals/psych wards, reader has 2 moms (if that bothers you then just unfollow me), New York City lol, some language, not entirely proofread

Word Count

~2k

A/N

Can you tell I got really lazy at the end? Lol. Sorry for being mia again. Also send me all your fic recs. I’m a update the list soon. Semi proud of this one. Xoxo.

To put it lightly, it had been a rough couple of months, but the long awaited spring break had finally arrived. Your parents didn't tell you where you were going. You only assumed it was some nice dinner or lunch or a fun activity they had planned to kick off your week off. Going on weekend trips to the city wasn’t unusual. You lived not even an hour away, and your online schooling routine gave you and your family the flexibility needed to do fun things like this. This weekend, however, felt…different.

Before you and your parents left, you caught them putting one of your small duffel bags into the back of the car. You didn't think much about it. It wasn't until they pulled into an unfamiliar parking garage once you got into the city, that you started to ask questions.

“So, where exactly are we going?”

“It's a surprise.” Your mom said. A hint of mischief in her voice.

“I thought we were just gonna get something to eat?” You continued.

“We are technically. Well…you are.” Your other mom gave her a light smack on the arm as she drove through the building trying to find a parking spot.

“Don’t spoil it too much!”

They both stopped talking and sat in silence, placing mental bets on how much longer it would be until you started talking again. You shot another glance to the back of the car, then continued. “What’s with the duffel bag?”

Your moms exchanged gitty glances, having a silent conversation with their eyes, debating whether or not to explain more, or just let you see for yourself. They landed on the latter. You sat back abruptly in your seat, arms crossed, pondering what your mothers could possibly have in store.

The car finally pulled into a spot, and the car unclicked. As you got out and stretched your legs you caught a peak of your mom getting out the driver seat and heading to the back out the car. She pulled out the duffel bag and kept walking past you to the elevator. Your mothers paused, exchanged glances at each other's phones which seemed like some sort of text, then continued walking, signaling for you to follow them.

What in the world was happening?

…

The cool New York City air greeted you as you stepped foot on the pavement. Although it was spring and people were dressed like it was the hottest day of summer, there was still a chill in the air.

Your parents turned various corners and ended with you right behind. Ou asked a couple questions here and there, along with some not-so-educated guess…

“Is it…the zoo?”

“Is it a Broadway show?

“Are we seeing the Jonas Brothers in concert?!?!”

“Is it the Disney store? I think I deserve a shopping spree after all I've been through.”

You gave up eventually. With the unhidable smirks your parents kept giving as they walked in front of you, you could tell you were getting nowhere. One of your moms kept checking her phone every 2 seconds, so you felt as if you all were about to reach your destination. She grabbed your arms gently and led you forward so you were now walking in toe with them.

“You know we both love you more than anything in this world right?”

What the fuck is about to happen?!

You kept you cool and just nodded.

“And you know all we want to do is help. Right?”

Your first instinct was that they were about to send you to another mental hospital. You silently hoped and prayed that was not it. You already spent some time there and it was (simply yet accurately put) the deepest darkest hell you have ever experienced. It made some sense with the duffel bag, but still did not entirely add up. You just sent another nod her way.

She smiled and looked forward again. “We hope you have the best time. You will call us if you need anything at all. Understood?”

You quirked your head in confusion as all your steps slowed. “Okay. I need some serious context right now. What the hell do you mean?”

A new voice spoke up. “She means, you're coming with me.”

You whipped your head around and were relieved and equally confused to see a familiar face you adored so much.

“Sebastian!”

You and Sebastian had met when you were 7. You were working on a film together and since then have become inseparable, working on 2 other projects, seeing each other frequently, and practically trusting each other with your lives.

You both smiled as you hugged and greeted each other. “What the hell are you doing here?! What do you mean I'm coming with you?”

“One sec my love.” He said. He turned past you and greeted your parents. Your mom gave him the duffel bag while talking in hushed whispers. You couldn’t make out anything they were saying, but it didn't matter, you were too busy standing in shock from what was happening to try and figure out what was happening.

Your moms voice brought you back to the present. “We love you sweetie! We’ll see you later.”

Sebastian walked back towards you. “You ready?”

“Okay are you gonna be the one to tell me what’s happening?”

He sighed, “You need a break. So, I’m giving you one.”

Still vague.

“Okay? So where are we going?’

“First, grab a quick snack. Then, the park, and then after, my place.”

…

Your day was filled with scenic walks around NYC, delicious sweets provided by Sebastian, and it all led you to now. This duffel bag your parents brought was filled with some clothes and bathroom stuff for an overnight stay or 2. After getting showered in changed back at Sebastian’s apartment, you walked out of the bathroom to find Sebastian pumping up and air mattress for you to sleep on.

“You know I’ll just end up sleeping on the couch right?”

“Nope, I get the couch and you get the air mattress.”

“Hmm. In that case I’ll just take your bed.”

“Very funny. What happened to our movie night? I though you were gonna force me to watch the latest Spider-Man movie?”

“Yeah okay fine.”

You sat on the couch as Sebastian continued to set up the mattress, finishing it with pillows and blankets.

“Okay, I’m still confused. Why did my parents bribe you to hang out with me?”

He chuckled, “They didn’t bribe me, y/n. No one needs to bribe me to hang out with my favorite person.”

You smiled. “Okay, but why now? I still feel like I'm missing something.”

He put the air mattress pump down and sat across from you on the sofa.”

“Your parents and I are just worried, that’s all.”

You pondered his response for a moment. “Worried about what?”

He sighed, “About you.”

He knows

You let out a small fake chuckle. “Why on Earth would you need to-”

“Your parents told me what happened.”

All the color drained from your face. Sebastian must have noticed. He placed a comforting hand on your knee. He knew you kept a lot of things private. Although he knew of some things you were going though, now and in the past, he still knew you were a secretive person, you liked to handle things on your own. He knew it was hard for you to talk about things like this and also knew you definitely didn't want him to know about your most recent struggles, but your parents were desperate in getting you to open up, and Sebastian seemed like the safest bet.

“I- W-what are you-”

“Don't play dumb, y/n.”

The pain and worry seemed to turn to anger. You stood up and went to the kitchen to refill your drink. “I’m fine, Sebastian.”

“Trying to kill yourself doesn’t sound fine to me.”

“Shut up will you!”

“Tell me what happened.”

“I-“

“Go slow. Take your time. I’m here, and I’ve got all night.” He said that last part in an attempt to make you laugh, but it didn’t seem to work.

“A couple months ago…I don’t know, I was really tired. I was still in real school, the bullying was nonstop, everyone made fun of me for the stupidest things. I know I I better than what they said, or the stupid things they called me, but it still ge5s to you, you know? My grades were dropping as a result, I was being treated like shit at work with these terrible directors, and I just reached my breaking point.”

You looked at Sebastian, eyes asking for permission to go on. He nodded, pulling you in closer to him.

“I rarely told my parents about anything. They knew something was wrong, but they never would have suspected it got this bad. One night..I found a bottle of some old prescription pills that used to belong to my mom. I locked my self in the bathroom and just…”

The tears fell faster. You didn’t move. Sebastian just held you as you cried into him. His chin resting on your head. After a moment of catching your breath, you tried to continue.

“I spent a little more than a week in a mental hospital. It was like…pure hell. I never want to go back. And I know it all sounds dumb. I’m lucky, I went to a good school, I was working on a movie for christ's sake, I probably should’ve just sucked it up. I know it probably It sound like I’m a stupid spoiled brat-“

Sebastian grabbed your face genially in his hands “Hey! None of that. You do not need to apologize for what you did. You were struggling and weren’t in a good place. You do not have to apologize for that, you understand me?” You nodded. “All that matters now is that your here now, you're safe, you’re better, and you will get even better, okay? You’ve reached the bottom my love, but you made it out, and now there is nowhere to go but up.” You fell into him again. “And you’re not alone. You have your amazing moms, some of your friends, I beg there is people at work who care about you, and you have me, and you can’t get rid of me that easily, ok?”

“I just wish all of this was over. I wish I was fine, I wish I was normal. I hate feeling this way. This all just happened so fast. I miss myself, I miss being normal.”

“You will feel better again. And what even is normal? Normal is so boring. My love, you were never normal. You were this beautiful, intelligent, superstar young woman, leading a nowhere near normal life. The last thing I would want for you is for you to be normal.”

“Yeah, I guess.”

“All you need to do now is focus on getting better, and know I will be there every single step of the way.”

[thesoftboiledegg]

I went to the mall a few weeks ago, and...nothing. No new merchandise. Pathetic!

The next week, I tried again. I visited all the usual stops--Hot Topic, Spencer's, Rue 21, nerdy stores--and found only a new pair of boxers at Rue 21:

Last weekend, it was time for round three. Box Lunch's suggestion sheet had disappeared for a while, so I figured it was gone for good, but the clipboard was back. It probably won't amount to anything, but I gave them a little tip.

Rick and Morty, babey!

I don't visit the mall's head shop that often because they rarely stock Rick and Morty merchandise, but I entered on a whim. To my surprise, they had a lot of new items.

Show me what you got!

Pickle Rick gets his own pipe, as do Groot and BB-8.

Stolen art everywhere!

And some lighters. Futurama joined in on the fun!

Speaking of Futurama, I couldn't believe it when I saw this shirt. I NEVER saw Futurama merchandise before the Hulu revival, but now it's steadily trickling into stores and head shops. I guess Disney (and bootleg merchandisers) finally realized that they could make bank off one of the world's most famous cartoons.

This hat at Spencer's wasn't new, but it sat at the top shelf near the ceiling for months. An employee had moved it to one of the bottom shelves, allowing me to finally snap a picture.

And that brings us to today.

I walked into Box Lunch, glanced at the trinkets and stopped in my tracks. More Futurama merchandise!

I can't tell you how surreal it is to see Futurama merchandise on shelves. Growing up, The Simpsons and South Park were everywhere, but Futurama somehow missed out. I saw one calendar years ago, and that was it.

But Disney owns Hulu now, and Disney isn't exactly shy about cashing in, so this is probably just the beginning.

Anyway, poor Mad Max Summer was alone and discarded at the bottom of a shelf in one of the nerdy stores. Fortunately, her buddy was only a few shelves away.

Spencer's has been slacking off recently, but they finally had a couple of new items. Who needs undergarments?

Pickle Rick was lounging with a twin on top of the pillow heap.

I'm hoping that merchandising picks back up as we get ready for spring. Everybody needs to hit the beach in their Rick and Morty swim trunks. And when IS the next round of new Futurama episodes coming, anyway?

[ciaossu-imagines]

For the Disney day of the event, I definitely spread the beloved topic around to all my fandoms! For Servamp, I decided to write about what the Servamp’s favourite Disney treats from specifically the Disney World park would be and I hope you’ll all enjoy the weirdly specific, but hopefully interesting, headcanons!

The Servamp’s favourite Disney Parks treats:

Kuro can’t pass up the popcorn carts and really loves Mickey pretzels. However, his absolute favourite treat exists in Disney Springs. He’s a huge cola fan so it’s no surprise that he definitely considers the ‘Tastes Around the World’ international tray from the Coca-Cola Store Rooftop Beverage Bar a must during every Disney trip.

Hugh is actually a really huge fan of pineapple flavours so he can’t help loving Dole Whip. While just the Dole Whip is fine, his favourite treat are the Dole Whip floats, especially when they have the specialty orange flavoured ones since orange soda is his favourite among the soda types and to have it topped with delicious Dole Whip? Heavenly.

Jeje’s favourite Disney treat is only available seasonally, around the autumn and Halloween season. He’s a bit of a basic bitch in how much he enjoys pumpkin anything and especially pumpkin spice anything. Rosie’s All-American Café in Hollywood Studios does a pumpkin bread tiramisu around that time that Jeje absolutely thinks is one of the most delicious things on earth.

Freya has grown to really love the taste of apples, and while there’s a lot of delicious foods available at the parks, her favourite treat is a drink. She really love LeFou’s Brew, especially in the souvenir glasses. She definitely has multiples of those cups.  For those unaware, LeFou’s Brew is just a frozen apple slushie with marshmallow flavoring and a passion fruit-mango foam.

Lawless likes a lot of the Disney treats. Most of them are served in some over-the-top presentation and that really appeals to him. In terms of taste though, he’s a big fan of the Cheeseburger Pods served at Satu’li Canteen in the Animal Kingdom.

Ildio can really get behind those massive turkey legs served at all the Disney parks. It’s a little disturbing just how many of them he can eat in a row. His siblings have clocked it and it’s sixteen. Sixteen of them in a row and he said he was still hungry, but they’d all run out of money.

Lily is a huge fan of Les Halles Boulangerie & Patisserie in EPCOT. It’s a must on any trip to Disney. He always gets coffee as a drink and likes to try out the different bakery treats. His favourite from them though is their macarons, especially their Macaron Lime Raspberry.

Tsubaki likes to try all of the different treats and foods you can only get at Disney World. He finds a lot of them tasty, yeah, but he’s never been able to settle on a favourite. However, Disney World recently released a treat that he tried, and it became his favourite right away. The new Everest Cupcake from Animal Kingdom just fully won his heart over.

[alanshee-keeper-of-realms]

The entirety of the 'oh boy, my favourite seat!' meme implies that even the Chernobog is afraid of Michael Eisner.

Well yeah what Toon wouldn't be afraid of the man that literally put a lingerie store in Disney World or the fact that he put a whole Pleasure Island into Disney Springs even creating several nightclubs for Disneyland to the point a kid was shot and killed in the Disneyland parking lot because gang activity spiked so badly,

Michael Eisner pissed off Mickey for all the wrong reasons,

And besides Chernabog off screen is the biggest sweetheart anyone will ever meet he is what you call a gentle giant he is what you might call a red herring on screen he seems this big bad nasty villain off screen nah, he just wants a cup of tea and a good book. This Toon has let children ride on his shoulders while helping them find their parents

A lot of the villains have toxic traits or nasty habits, but Mickeys got a tight grip on them working for the Entertainment industry they behave so they're not out of work that and they love the cushy life of being world renowned Toons,

I think one that does cause trouble is Gaston he has had more then one women dick punch him over his ways towards them. Jafar he's the other one,

But like Malificent, Ursula and them again the cushy life's better.

[askstevella]

Fly me to the moon and let me sing among the stars Let me see what spring is like on, A-Jupiter and Mars ✨ // Stevella Fic

“Are you drunk?” She asked, looking out her window and groaned at his gaze.

Liane, Natasha and the other girls could be heard in the background looking out the window to caught a glimpse of the drunk captain. They giggled and ushered the young girl on, to see what might be said next.

“Possibly.” He admitted with a goofy smile appearing on his lips, despite his serious tone.

Natasha leaned over the bench of the window and asked, “What happened to you?”

“Me, Thor, Ethan…and uh Tony! We got to be together and had fun at the bar.” He responded pointing around, “…are you girls having a sleepover?”

“We were Rogers. But now things got interesting!”

“Nat!” Stella whispered yelled.

Liane ushered the brunette and giggled, “Go on! Go see what happens with the two of you when he’s a little tipsy..and you’re kinda tipsy too, Stella Bella!”

“I—But? What if we both get into jail together?” Stella asked looking at the window with a goofy expression on her face, finding her fiancé to be adorable right now.

Liane squeaked and gasped, “Hehehe! Bigger reason to go!”

Within a few minutes later, she climbed down the ladder and leaped onto the ground as Steve held out a hand waiting for her. It was rare to see him standing there like this, then again they were both rather tipsy soooo…

Might as well!

The two held hands and talked walking down the street together, holding back some laughter as they did. They went to the corner store buying beer bottles and other items as well.

Once they headed under a streetlight, Steve wrapped his arms around his fiancé’s waist and rested his forehead against hers. She melted into his touch, resting her elbows on his chest as her hands lazily hanged off his shoulders.

“You look so beautiful tonight.” He mumbled softly into her face.

“You’re not gonna remember this in the morning.” She replied in a hush tone giggling.

“Shhh..have I ever told how lovely you look tonight, my bride?”

“No, but you have now. You’re the most important light in my eyes and I won’t change it for the world.”

The pair reached the final round of their respective walk, entering Central Park in the latest hours of the night. He spin her around in his arms in a little dance.

It was half past midnight. Stella found a park bench for them to sit on, but Steve wanted to lay down on it.

Steve smirked as he said, “I’m the captain, so I’m in charge.”

“Says who?” She giggles softly.

“Says me! What I say goes.”

“But I am the bride so what I say goes!”

“Noooo that’s not how it works, m’lady.”

“Yes it does.”

She changed languages mid sentence as he hushed her chuckling. He lay down on the park bench teasing for her to lay down on top of him. Like a little school girl she looked around and hurried to rest into his arms. His own set of giggles could be heard as he nuzzled into his chest.

The two of them played thumb war, sharing secrets together, drank beer and began to sing a little bit of Disney song trying to not make too much noise. But failed tremendously as they shh one another to be quiet.

The stars were out that night, as they arched over to try and count how many there are.

Despite both being rather close to passing out, they admired the sight above like it was last time they will ever see a beauty of a night.

It was beautiful.

Until the next morning…

“Sir? Ma’am?” Said a thick voice.

Steve groaned tiredly as his head winced a little. He slowly opened his eyes towards the voice. To his right stood a tall police officer with his arms crossed holding up a pair of handcuffs and behind him was his partner. To say Steve Rogers was confused is an understatement, he looked down for a moment as his gaze fell onto his fiancé who lay sleeping on his chest.

“Good afternoon officers..” He said blinking twice, wince due to the taste in his mouth as it seemed like he was drinking last night.

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[inkabelledesigns]

So I'm out on vacation at Disney World with my family, and today was our day off. I'm currently sick and very sore, so I didn't do too much, but I did manage to get my butt over to Disney Springs to get a souvenir! So you're gonna get a little doll review, since I need to inbox her in order to fit her in my luggage.

This is the Disney ily 4ever Snow White themed doll. She's one of my favorites out of the set, and I wanted to be able to pick one out in person to get a nice face. Really glad I did. A lot of the ones in the World of Disney store had paint defects on the eyelashes and eyebrows, and lots of them had freckles in the teeth, oof. Also, the inset eyes, while cute, were prone to being in the wrong place a lot. I'm kind of glad the Jazzwares continuation of these dolls switched to painted faces for that reason.

I spent a long time mulling over the display to get the one I wanted, to say the least. X'''D But then -

I got her out of the box and her leg just, immediately popped off??? I hadn't seen anyone have this issue in reviews, so it caught me off guard, but it clicked back into place easily. The other one popped out later, same thing, easily popped back into place.

Our little surprise treat was a cupcake! I was hoping for the rice krispie treats, but this is good too, a fine addition to my doll props.

She has some great articulation at the knees, but sadly she can't sit super well, she would be struggling to fit in a chair. But that's okay, I can stick to having her stand. Not the biggest fan of the glasses, they feel like they're not exactly the right size for her face, like I'm stretching them to make them fit.

Also not a fan of how she's packaged. Don't get me wrong, it's a nice presentation, but think about where this doll is being sold: at theme parks, where not everyone attending is a local. And what do most travellers not have access to? Scissors. The amount of plastic stays that could ruin these garments/the backpack ribbons is too much. Why do companies keep doing this? X'''D Please stop putting stays in the garments, I'm sick of having holes in my doll clothes. I'm just glad my sweater is preserved, it's so CUTE and I have a doll at home who is likely to steal it. It's so cozy and cute. I also really love her regular outfit, especially the shirt and ears, it's SO CUTE. May need to see if any of my doll earrings work for her, I didn't realize she had piercings at first.

Overall, a really solid doll. Cute fashion, cute look, feels good in my hands, and I'm really happy to have her. She's a welcome addition to my collection. 💜

[tricksterlatte]

As a former cast member of the Disney World college program from hell (spring 2022 anniversary season at their largest store in the world), Steamboat Willie slasher horror is not cathartic with the new public domain, at least not to me. You wanna know what is? Trans lesbian phantom thieves Mickey/Minnie in which they get to say swear words and take down evil overlord Rob Paycheck

[spiritsofprogress]

Universal is pretty sweet actually

While I’m usually more of a Disney parks fan I was at Universal for part of my spring break and I’ve realized how harsh I’ve been on these parks and how “a bunch of screens” is really reductive. While they’re not filled with dark rides there’s a lot there to love.

I still have my fair share of criticism like for one thing they have stopped giving paper maps (despite supplying tickets) and force you onto the app if you want to know your way around.

Another being just how little there actually is (if there were more stores and restaurants or shows would’ve loved to know like maybe on a map or something) each park has a few rides making the waits INSANE at times. Then they took out a bunch of classics (Jaws, Twister etc) but then there’s just… no replacement, there’s just space and an empty facade as far as I’m aware. They keep closing and taking away like the Poseidon walkthrough was one of my favorite things and it’s gone for no real good reason as far as I know etc.

Goods-

The theming in the parks is insane and I absolutely adored it. Every inch of both parks is so themed and its own little universe (in a world where Disney is stripping the theming from hotels and ruining sight lines, bare minimum queues etc this was refreshing). Every queue was fantastic and filled with detail, so waiting was a little less horrible with so much to observe.

Streetmosphere! MGM (Hollywood studios) and Disney used to similarly have this and have lightly brought back some characters out and about but not really. Alternatively universal had a BUNCH — a guy at the cab just walking in, blues brothers, all the classic cartoons out to meet and greet etc etc. preformance and walk about interaction was abundant— so adding this to their theming I was absolutely losing my mind.

Like the rides may be so so , all are enjoyable but you know what I mean- but what really hits it out of the park for me is how throughly they’ll tell a story. Starting in the queue and even continuing as you exit with details and employee behavior etc

“All screens” but I’ve noticed even screen heavy rides will tend to have a full set piece or two or it will be a healthy mix of both. Kong for example starts and ends in full sets and with animatronics. (They’ve changed it and it’s better than I remember but still the best queue I’ve ever been in)

Also a huge love for far side lmao. Seen a few in at least two lines.

[connorthevgfan78]

OK, so I need to write down what happened in my dream last night or else it's going to drive me crazy all day today.

So, in my dream I was visiting a Costco Wholesale warehouse in Toronto (don't ask why Toronto specifically, probably cause I watched Scott Pilgrim the other day). I was shopping for stuff, as one does at a Costco. I don't remember a lot of the shopping segment from my dream, but a couple highlights:

Tony Hawk was hosting a massive skateboard tournament in the middle of the store

Sasha and Marcy from Disney's Amphibia were recording a podcast about frogs in the pet food section.

After I got done shopping, I went to the food court and got a slice of Kirkland Signature pizza. All of the sudden, a chef with a Russian accent then shouted "Is anyone here Uber Driver? I need Uber Driver for friend!!"

Being that I am indeed an Uber Driver, I decided to offer my services to the chef. The chef then smiled and picked up a clear plastic container.

In the container, there was a mouse with a chef hat and several bags of luggage packed. The chef said "This mouse friend. He good mouse, good chef too. He need to get back home to family in Colorado Springs." I accepted the ride and took the mouse to my car.

Now keep in mind that to get from Toronto to Colorado Springs would mean driving non-stop for a solid day:

Thankfully since this is MY dream and I'm able to bend reality to my will, the drive only took 30 minutes. When we got to the address listed, it ended up being a way smaller house surrounded by normal sized houses in a suburb.

I then brought the container that the mouse was in to the small house, let the mouse out with its bags, and watched as he reunited with his mouse family. It was a wholesome scene to watch.

I then woke up, and thus, ended my dream.

So yeah, sorry if that all seemed random, it's just that was one of the best damn dreams I've had in a long time and I wanted to share it somewhere.

[thecreaturecrossroads]

Character Headcanon Generator

Done for Cairi, Puck, Keeva(Caoimhe), and Val Tagged by: @nykrose

Tagging: @distoretion @jiaolong-rp @bastard-basket

Link to Generator

Cairi 1.) Cairi was dropped out of a window as a child. (lol No.) 2.) Cairi watches My Little Pony. (Nope. Didn't and doesn't have a TV) 3.) Cairi crashed a riding lawn mower into their fence. (No! Her Chickens are her lawnmower) 4.) Cairi is a switch. (Yes she is) 5.) Cairi would buy clothes from the soup store. (I'm laughing but she's to tired sometimes she totally would XD) 6.) Cairi is an introvert. (Nope. Ambivert) 7.) Cairi has not showered in two and a half weeks. (Eww, gross, no! She takes regular baths) 8.) Cairi is a simp. (For her garden, animals, and if she has a lover? Yes) 9.) Cairi is very good at walking in platform heels. (They don't make heels for her hoofs.) 10.) Cairi is very willing to eat inedible things. (No.) Puck 1.) Puck instinctively cleans messes in their own house as well as other peoples. (I could see this of him) 2.) Puck desperately needs a hug but doesn't know it and refuses to ask for one. (Sometimes yes) 3.) Puck has an incredible short-term memory but an awful long-term memory. (WRONG! SO WRONG) 4.) Puck hacks their stats in every video game they play. (hE WOULD NEVER!) 5.) Puck is a theatre kid. (I mean, he has a whole ass PLAY written about him and his Fae Family XD) 6.) Puck listens to 80s music. (Yes he does.) 7.) Puck voted sans in the tumblr sexyman poll. (I don't think he would have a Tumblr xD) 8.) Puck likes being alone. (Only when he's angry as hell) 9.) Puck chews their nails when nervous. (Nope! He might tap out a beat to an old song though.) 10.) Puck does intricate and expensive cosplays. (Cosplays no, but sometimes he is expected to dress up for Fae Court appearances) Keeva 1.) Keeva wakes up on November 1st and starts decorating for Christmas. (Winter Solstice? OH SHE'S HECKING ALL OVER IT. But she doesn't sleep from the start of fall till roughly sometime in spring.) 2.) Keeva can't spell restaurant. (Yes she can!) 3.) Keeva has an incredible spice tolerance. (She has Descent spice tolerance.) 4.) Keeva has an incredible long-term memory but an awful short-term memory. (She has great BOTH) 5.) Keeva has been canceled on Twitter. (She doesn't have a Twitter) 6.) Keeva hates being alone. (Yes) 7.) Keeva is bisexual. (Pan) 8.) Keeva is the gay cousin. (XD MAYBE) 9.) Keeva cringes at their middle school yearbook photos. (Middle school didn't exist when she was that age) 10.) Keeva is a simp. (For her Lovers? Yeah she is! She thinks it's stupid NOT to be) Val 1.) Val believes in ghosts and insists on trying to summon one at every sleepover. (HELL NO!! Why would she incur Hade's and Thanatos' wrath?) 2.) Val crashed a riding lawn mower into their fence. (No, her goats, Horses, and chickens are her lawn mowers) 3.) Val enjoys doing taxes. (No. Who would?) 4.) Val knocks people over by hugging them. (She can! But she usually doesn't.) 5.) Val cries while watching Disney movies. (Yes. She would deffs do this) 6.) Val likes to eat straight coffee beans. (No. Coffee anf caffine are actually rough on her heart.) 7.) Val has a mary sue oc. (No.) 8.) Val has a roblox account. (She doesn't even know what that is.) 9.) Val is not good with social cues. (Modern ones? Sometimes!) 10.) Val will go feral. Watch out. (HAHAHAHAHA LOL No, not really)

[dayfalwastaken]

Henry Emily and the tale of the Fredbear's Show Tape.

Eventually, the side Matthew was hoping for won out, and Henry knelt down to answer him.

“Hehe, alright, sure, if you guys want to hear it.” It was funny how easily he’d been convinced... but he may have just been dying for someone to ask him about the Springlocks. They were his most prized creations, so of course he’d be eager to discuss them. “It’s complicated but I’ll try to keep it as simple as possible. So, the process me and Bill have developed for this is rather interesting. First thing’s first, we write how the show’s gonna be. Everything that’ll be said and how it will be said. Then, we put what we write into a program that reads it and makes Freddy and Springbonnie speak. Now comes the tricky part. Behind the stage is where we the magic happens. William gets into either Fred or Spring, we plug `em with a few cables that are hooked up to a computer, and then Will starts acting. While plugged in, the suits are in what we call a Recording Mode. When that mode’s active, however William moves will be remembered and stored in the computer. There are sensors in the mask that know when your eyes are closed, and by how much, so that’s how those two are able to express. The jaw’s movement is also recorded-…”

It hadn’t taken Henry long to start rambling. Get the man to talk and he’d never stop, but Matt wasn’t protesting. Most of what he was saying flew right over Liz’s head- she was staring through her uncle like he wasn’t there, while Cassidy wasn’t doing much better. Evan understood some of it, but he was still struggling to comprehend all the information. Admittedly, it was a lot for him to wrap his head around. Charlie was following along alright, but from how she was watching her father, she’d have loved to be doing anything else. To Matthew however, Henry’s ramblings sounded awfully similar to motion capture.

Walt Disney had done it first with animatronics more than ten years ago, but still, Henry… He was so casual about having recreated literal motion capture!! And to a level that surpassed any existing technology in that niche field!

He’s way too nonchalant about his achievements. Like, man, don’t downplay what you’ve built- you’re so awesome for doing something like this, is what the boy wished he could’ve said.

To think that this was the in-universe explanation for why the next gen animatronics were less mobile than the Springlocks despite being newer…

“-Now, the voice lines are played over a speaker as Bill performs so he can react accordingly. It’s all done live, and it has to be in one take or we start from scratch. That’s the hard thing about it. There’s no room for mistakes if we want it done in a timely manner. Thankfully William is great at acting, so we don’t run into too many issues. He does his thing and I press the buttons. But anyway, once he’s done, he takes the suit off and does the same for the other one. At the end, we combine the audio with the movements, put them on a special tape, upload it in the suits and we’re golden. That’s all there is to a Fredbear’s Show Tape. Pretty rad, huh?”

If he'd had a red beer cup Henry would've been the perfect stereotypical uncle. The kind spotted only at backyard barbeques and awkward family gatherings.

[the-fiction-witch]

Okay.

Media - Pistol (Disney plus / FX) Character - Malcolm Mclaren Couple - Malcolm X Reader Reader - Y/n Rating - 18 + Smut mentions / smut implication / drugs / drug abuse / drug use / overdose / death Word Count - 3145

I carefully positioned the next vinyl record on the turntable, ensuring that the volume was turned up as high as it could go. The music reverberated through the warehouse, adding to the exuberant atmosphere as everyone raised their glasses and cheered. The air was filled with the scent of smoke and the sound of laughter as people drank, smoked, and danced to celebrate the successful gig that had taken place earlier in the evening. I felt the urge for another drink, so I strolled over to the crates where the beverages were stored. As I reached out to grab another beer, I suddenly halted as I noticed someone else's hand making a move for the same bottle I was eyeing.

"Oh sorry love." I chuckled,

"You're fine," she sweetly smiled,

I looked her over, as she stood in her platform heels, ripped fishnets, a plaid red skirt, a latex vest top with a zip down the front, and her red hair in two tattered plaids,

"Hey," I smiled grabbing the beer and opening it for her, "And what's your name?" I asked passing her the beer,

"People call me red."

"Do they? I see why."

"And you are?"

"Malcolm Mclaren," I smiled taking her hand, "Pleasure," I gave her hand a tender kiss,

"You wanna dance?"

"I'd be delighted too," I smirked letting her lead me to a space where we could dance,

She was awful but, she was sexy enough it didn't matter. She was that kinda rough but hot that lets you ignore so much becuase she just looks so good doing it. It wasn't long before I had my hands on her, and she didn't even seem to care. We cuddled and kissed, and ground up on each other and she was always into it.

After a while of fun with her I knew we both wanted to take it further, so I held her hips firmly in my hands and let her wrap her arms around my neck, "How about... we head back to your place?" I whispered against her lips,

"Why not your place?" she cooed,

"My place isn't clean enough for a pretty little thing like you," I cooed not wanting to tell her that Viv may have filled the apartment with her fucking kids again, and it doesn't exactly look great taking her back to that apartment even if Viv and I aren't together anymore.

"Okay." She giggled grabbing my hand to lead me out with her,

"Shall we spring for a cab? or do you think we can chance it and drive my car?"

"We can walk." she giggled leading me down the street with her,

"Can we? Not sure I can. You've made it pretty hard to walk love."

"It's not far you can manage," she cooed,

"Ummm but love, I want you now." I growled grabbing her hips, "Maybe I should just throw you in the alley and bend you over?"

"You can wait." She giggled tugging me up to this little apartment above a fruit shop, she quickly unlocked the door and I happily followed her in.

I woke feeling groggy, sitting up a little and rubbing my eyes.

"Fucking..." I sighed trying to clear my head and remember what the fuck even happened last night.

I found myself lying on a threadbare sheet, covered in tiny fibre pills from numerous washes, resting on a simple mattress placed on the floor of a modest, nondescript apartment. As I continued to survey the room, I began to piece together the layout. There was a compact kitchen area, a bathroom tucked away in the corner, and a small table covered in an assortment of papers. Clothes were strewn across the floor, adding to the lived-in feel of the space. The mattress lay directly on the floor near a small electric fireplace, with a little fan resting nearby on the carpet. Interestingly, neither the electric fire nor the fan were switched on. She lay there, her porcelain skin stark against the white sheets, with a tangle of crimson hair cascading around her shoulders. At first, I assumed her dishevelled appearance was due to her long hours spent in bed, but as I looked closer, I realized her hair was matted from weeks of neglect. Her pallid complexion and skeletal frame were unsettling, her delicate ribs protruded prominently, yet she slept with an otherworldly tranquillity.

Red. She said her name was, but I hardly believed her.

As I slowly forced myself to get up, the memories of last night still fresh in my mind, I reached for my boxers and slipped them on. The darkness enveloped the apartment as I made my way to the bathroom, feeling the emptiness of the place. The dry, desolate atmosphere made me long for some kind of sign of life. After using the bathroom I didn't flush as I didn't want the noise to wake her, so I ventured into the kitchen and opened the cupboards and fridge, only to find them completely bare. It was as if no one had lived here for ages. Finally, I approached the window and pushed aside the heavy blinds, revealing the bustling street below. People were moving about, visiting the shop downstairs, oblivious to the emptiness that surrounded me.

I tried to have some water but after turning the tap nothing happened. I attempted to run a shower and no water came there either. In a moment of clarity, I clicked the light switch a few times and found nothing worked even if the bulb was in and seemed functional. I even tried the little fan and heater but found they worked... But my eyes followed their cables and saw they were working off an extender that went out the window and downstairs. So much began making sense and my suspicions only grew.

I waited for a while clearing my head but she still slept. I thought of just grabbing my stuff and bailing but... I don't know. I wanted to talk to her. Didn't feel right to just... leave her.

After a while, she stirred and woke, well kinda. She slowly sat up rubbing her eyes not even caring that her sheets fell to her waist.

"Hey," I smiled,

"Humm?"

"Hey, Red right?"

"uuumm..."

"You uhh you remember me?"

She shook her little head, so I slowly went over and sat down beside her,

"You don't remember me at all? Malcolm? from last night?"

"Oooh... mhm," she nodded even if it was pretty obvious she didn't have a clue who I was,

"Do you remember... what we did last night?"

"Sex." She yawned,

"Oh so you remember that but you don't remember me?" I chuckled,

"I don't... remember. but I'm naked. You're here. seems a logical assumption."

"Well, yeah we did." I nodded, "And... I really enjoyed it. I really enjoyed... you, and having fun with you last night even before the sex."

"I.. had fun too," she nodded even if it was clear she still had no idea,

"Come on," I softly smiled tugging her down to lay back on the mattress with me, and for a couple of hours... we just talked.

Despite feeling tired, hungover, and dehydrated, we just talked and talked. Our conversation covered a wide range of topics including politics, city life, people, music, and movies. It was a deep and endless exchange about everything and nothing. I didn't really mind. I found it comforting to simply sit and listen to her talk on and on, and she always made an effort to chime in with her own thoughts and stories. I realized that I actually really enjoyed these conversations. I'd never had this with a girl before, where we'd just endlessly talk with nothing that ever halted things, conversation flowed from topic to topic in that stupid way where you'd never guess how you got from ancient Roman architecture to popcorn flavours.

"Can I uhh can I ask your name? After last night don't you think I get to know." I asked her,

"...Y/n."

"Y/n." I smiled, "That's a very pretty name for a very lovely lady," I gave her nose a small kiss before I felt compelled to ask... what I had wanted to do all morning. "Are you okay Y/n?"

"Humm?"

"Are you okay?" I asked her my tone very slow and serious but still gentle with her,

"I'm okay." she nodded but a tear welled up in her eye,

I softly took her cheek, and wiped the tear away, "You're not okay are you?" I whispered, "You have no food, no water, no power, your hair is..." I stopped myself, "Tell me honestly. Are you okay?"

She softly shook her head,

"...Okay," I nodded pulling her into my chest, "I'm here."

"You-"

"I'm here. And I'll be here for as long as you need me. for as long as you want my help."

"...thank you," She whispered,

"It's okay." I cooed, "Where is it?" I whispered,

"Box. Wooden box by the fire."

"Okay."

"Are- aren't you going to take it away?"

"No. I'm not, cause we need to trust each other. And I know this is going to be hard for you, and you are not going to do it overnight." I explained, "How much do you do it?"

"Everyday."

"Okay... how about for now we scale it back, just every other day? Okay?"

"Okay." She nodded,

"Good girl," I cooed kissing her forehead, "First thing I'll go out and get us some breakfast, did you want to come with me?"

"I'd like that."

"Come on then I know a really good cafe that does an all-day breakfast, extra bacon and extra hashbrowns."

She giggled and nodded so I gently helped her out of bed.

I leaned against the counter slowly scrubbing up a dish or two from breakfast this morning, once I set them on the drying rack I turned around and took a soft breath looking around the apartment, still cramped and a little cluttered but baby steps. Water working, power on, food stocked up in the fridge, a sofa and by the electric fire, a few choice items to decorate, and a bunch of my stuff as I'd all but moved in with her. I wanted to keep an eye on her, keep her safe, and Viv was kicking me out anyway. The door catches my attention, and I look up to see Y/n entering the room. She is wearing a pair of black tights that accentuate her slender legs, and a little black leather dress that hugs her figure perfectly. Her vibrant red hair falls much shorter than before, still showing traces of the recent haircut that removed the matted locks. As she walks in, her face lights up with a joyful smile, and she playfully spins around,

"There she is," I cooed opening my arms and she happily came and rubbed her nose into my chest, so I kissed her forehead. "How'd it go?"

"Mhm," She nodded,

"Yeah?"

"Bedframe comes on Tuesday,"

"Perfect," I cooed, "We shall sleep like kings."

"Malcolm?"

"Yes, Y/n?"

"Can I?" She whined,

"...Can you? Hummm let's look." I warned her so we went over and checked the calendar and it was a day marked with blue pen, the only one this month, "Okay... it says you can."

"Yay!"

"But-" I began, "How about... we get a takeaway in, We sit down and watch some TV, have a little cuddle and then we'll see how you feel? Will you do that for me?"

"...Okay," She nodded a little disappointed,

"Don't worry I'll make it worth it," I cooed kissing her, "And if you still want it. Then you can."

She nodded and hurried over to the sofa jumping on it and hugging the pillow to wait for me,

I chuckled and happily headed over with her,

I yawned a little as I climbed the stairs to the apartment, but the moment I opened the door I saw her on the living room floor wooden box in her lap. I dropped my stuff and bolted over picking her up, in my arms,

"Y/n! Y/n!" I called but she was out of it,

I checked her over and she was okay just out of this world, so I carried her to the bed making sure to keep her safe. I packed her box away and hid it under the skin, this was the fourth time this month... she's getting worse. She waits till I leave and goes crazy, I didn't want to force her to come with me everywhere again but... I don't think I have much choice.

"It's okay. I'm here." I cooed stroking her hair even if I knew she couldn't hear me.

I stood doing some paperwork at the shop trying to keep my head straight even if all I could do was worry about Y/n. I didn't want to leave her unsure I could trust her on her own, but I knew I had to have some faith in her. I heard the phone so I picked it up expecting the usual prank calls or perhaps a supplier.

"Hello?"

"Mr Mclaren?" A man asked,

"...Yes?" I glared a little,

"This is Doctor Westly at St Martins Hospital we-"

"Y/n?!"

"Yes, Y/n has come in for an overdose your listed as her -"

"I'll be there as soon as I can." I answered hanging up the phone, I grabbed my jacket and went for the door but Viv locked it and stood in my way, "Viv move."

"No."

"Viv I don't have time and I don't give a shit what you have to say move your fucking arse!"

"Y/n OD'd Didn't she?"

"Yes! Now move!"

"... You can save a sinking ship Malc."

"She's not a sinking ship."

"Isn't she?" She asked, "Malcolm she's going down, you can make her float for so long but no matter what you do... she's taking up water. and she's going down. All your going to do is go down with her."

"You don't know that."

"Don't I?" she glared, "Isn't she? She's a pill popper, isn't she? You think... if it was between you, and the pill bottle she'd pick you?"

"I know she would!" I yelled, "Cause I love her!"

"Does she love you!"

"...Of course she does,"

"No matter what you do... You can't love an addict. Cause they'll never love you more than they love it."

"Y/n's not like that."

"I know how you feel about me... but I don't want to see you get hurt. I did love you once Malcolm."

"I know..." I sighed, "If you ever loved me, let me go. Let me see her please..."

"Do you really want to see her like this?"

"...I do." I nodded, "Even if the ship is going down... I want to be on it. Just a moment more."

"Even if it means you go down with her?"

"... Even if it does." I sighed,

She sighed and rubbed her eyes, and unlocked the door. "You can't save her."

"I can try." I nodded,

I sat beside her bed, her cold hand in mine, watching her chest for every breath,

"Must you look at me like that?" She asked her voice ragged,

"I do. I'm just keeping you safe... okay?"

"Okay..." She nodded softly, "I'm sorry."

"You don't have to be sorry." I told her kissing her hand, "I'm here, and I will be here until you're better."

"And if I never get better?"

"... Then I'll still be here." I smiled, "Y/n?"

"Mhm?"

"... How did you... get into this?" I asked,

"... My mother." She sighed,

"You- You're mother?!"

"She was a dancer. Said the pills kept her skinny, made it easier to deal with it all, said it made it so she didn't see the people beyond the lights watching her dance." She explained,

"What happened to your mother?"

"...Her heart stopped. Right on stage."

I nodded and squeezed her hand softly, "I'm so sorry Y/n."

"It's okay." she nodded a tear in her eye, "the pills were always around I just..."

"I understand," I nodded, "Before all this, what... what did you want?"

"What?"

"When you were little? What did you want to be?"

She scoffed and choked up a little, "A singer."

I lay in the hospital chair, struggling to even sleep. I know my body wanted so desperately to sleep, I had been at her side for days but I couldn't even bear to leave her just to go home and sleep. I sighed sitting up a little and I felt her squeeze my hand weakly, I looked up and saw her little face, how pale she was, how weak she was. I didn't want to believe it was almost the end... but I knew better than to be stupid.

"Malcolm..."

"Yes, Y/n?"

"Thank you," she whispered, "For everything,"

"... You're welcome," I nodded trying not to cry, I squeezed her hand a little tighter,

"I wouldn't have changed our time together for anything in the world,"

"Neither would I."

"You don't have to stay..."

"I want to. I will stay okay?"

"Okay." she nodded, "I love you..."

"I love you too." I nodded kissing her forehead struggling to hold back tears and gently wrapping my arms around her, "I love you so much, and I have cherished every moment with you, the good, and the bad. And I wish I could have had more with you." I whispered,

She nodded tears spilling down her cheeks,

"Would you do one thing for me?" I asked her,

"Anything," She nodded,

"...Sing for me," I begged her,

She softly nodded and began to sing against my shoulder, even in her weak state, her voice was like an angel, and I felt this horrible weight in my stomach as she sang each word. My body trembled as I held her close I never wanted to let her go, I never wanted to lose the sound of her voice in my ear,

"Rows and floes of angel hair ... And ice cream castles in the air... And feather canyons everywhere... Looked at clouds that way...But now they only block the sun...They rain and they snow on everyone...So many things I would have done...But clouds got in my way...I've looked at clouds from both sides now...From up and down and still somehow...It's cloud illusions I recall... I really don't know clouds at all"

I felt her body tremble too, her tears choking up her voice as she sang, her heart began to race, and her breaths began to slow. And I knew it was over.

"Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels... The dizzy dancing way that you feel ... As every fairy tale comes real ... I've looked at love that way ... But now it's just another show... And you leave 'em laughing when you go... And if you care, don't let them know... Don't give yourself away ... I've looked at love from both sides now... From give and take and still somehow ... It's love's illusions that I recall" She struggled to even speak let alone sing, her grip on me tightened, but I just held her in my arms keeping her close, "I really don't know love... I really don't know love at all" she whispered before I felt her breath go, her heart slowed, her body ran cold, and that was it.

She was gone.

I couldn't hold back my tears, "I've looked at love from both sides now... From give and take and still somehow" I choked up, "It's love's illusions that I recall... I really don't know love...I really don't know love at all" I cried laying her body down on the bed and slowly pressed a kiss to her hand and took my hand from hers. 

[inevitably-johnlocked]

What is your favorite winter holiday decoration? If you feel comfortable can you post a picture and explain why.

Hi Lovely!!!

SORRY I took so long to reply to this!! I thought I had my favourite lying about the apartment but apparently not, LOL.

I actually DO have a fave, but since I haven't decorated in YEARS and all of my decorations are across town in my storage locker, so I don't have it readily available to photograph BUT it looks VERY similar to this one, if not the EXACT same one:

I got it my VERY first trip to Disney in 2012, at the Disney Store in Downtown Disney (before they rebranded as Disney Springs)! We went in October that year, and it is still one of my FAVOURITE trips I've ever taken. So whenever I see this ornament, it reminds me of the magical holiday I had with 3 of my best friends, and how much fun we had. I love it to bits, and it also looks SO nice hung up because those rings all swivel so it makes a beautiful 3D decoration.

I'm not big on Christmas, but all of my fave decorations are my Disney ones :) This one is special not just because of the memory associated with it, but also because it's the only Disney one I have that ISN'T a character decoration.

These days I like collecting the cheap Hallmark character decorations they sell at WalMart every year, AND occasionally will spend a bit more on the nicer ones at the Hallmark store. But yeah, I don't really do Christmas these days because of depressing personal reasons, LOL.

This was a lovely question, thank you! <3

[laresearchette]

Friday, March 08, 2024 Canadian TV Listings (Times Eastern)

WHERE CAN I FIND THOSE PREMIERES?: THE RELUCTANT TRAVELER WITH EUGENE LEVY (Apple TV+) THE GOOD MOTHER (Paramount+ Canada) FIRST TIME FEMALE DIRECTOR (The Roku Channel) BOARDERS (Tubi)

WHAT IS NOT PREMIERING IN CANADA TONIGHT? GOLD RUSH: WHITE WATER (Premiering on March 12 on Discovery Canada at 9:00pm) THE TRAITORS (UK) (Premiering on March 15 on Crave at 11:00pm)

NEW TO AMAZON PRIME CANADA/CBC GEM/CRAVE TV/DISNEY + STAR/NETFLIX CANADA:

AMAZON PRIME CANADA AMERICAN FICTION ANATOMY OF A FALL DIFFERENT STROKES (EXCLUSIVE CONTENT) FLAWS

CBC GEM CBC MUSIC LIVE AT MASSEY HALL COCO CHANEL: UNBUTTONED GANGNAM PROJET THE GREAT BRITISH BAKING SHOW (Season 14) JUICE THE NEXT STEP (Season 7) 20TH CENTURY WOMEN WORKIN’ MOMS YOUNGER (Seasons 6 and 7, plus a one-hour special)

CRAVE TV BATMAN V SUPERMAN: DAWN OF JUSTICE THE DEPARTED DIARY OF A MAD BLACK WOMAN HOLMES FAMILY RESCUE HOW TO BLOW UP A PIPELINE A LEAGUE OF THEIR OWN PARADISE HIGHWAY PUSH SICK GIRL SISTERHOOD OF THE TRAVELING PANTS WONKA

NETFLIX CANADA BLOWN AWAY (Season 4) (CA) DAMSEL

HOCKEY CENTRAL TRADE DEADLINE (SN) 10:00am

MLB SPRING TRAINING (SN1) 1:00pm: Yankees vs. Jays

TENNIS (TSN2) 2:00pm; Indian Wells - Early Round Coverage Day #3 (TSN2/TSN4) 6:00pm: Indian Wells - Early Round Coverage Day #3

CURLING (TSN3) 2:00pm: Montana's Brier: Page 1/2 Qualifier (TSN/TSN3) 8:00pm: Montana's Brier: Page 3/4 Qualifier

PWHL HOCKEY (SN) 7:00pm: Montreal vs. Toronto

NHL HOCKEY (SNEast/SNOntario) 7:00pm: Sabres vs. Blue Jackets (SN) 10:00pm: Stars vs. Ducks (TSN3) 10:00pm: Jets vs. Kraken

NBA BASKETBALL (SN1) 7:30pm: Timberwolves vs. Cavaliers (SN Now) 8:00pm: Heat vs. Thunder (SN1) 10:30pm: Bucks vs. Lakers

MARKETPLACE (CBC) 8:00pm

MILLION DOLLAR ISLAND (Discovery Canada) 8:00pm: Finals Week begins, and starvation continues taking a toll on the Log camp as the hunger games reach a dramatic climax.

THE REAL HOUSEWIVES OF CHESHIRE (Slice) 8:00pm: Big ‘V’ Energy

BOLLYWED (documentary) 8:00pm: When Kuki invites the public to the second store Grand Opening on live radio, it gives the family less than 48 hours to be ready… for way more guests than they were anticipating.

ABOUT THAT (CBC) 8:30pm

THE FIFTH ESTATE (CBC) 9:00pm: Rotten Promises: A pitch to turn the Maritimes into an apple-growing capital, with influential supporters, was an easy sell to investors and would-be foreign workers; those who bought in say it was a scam.

OWN SPOTLIGHT: OPRAH & ANGELA BASSETT (OWN Canada) 9:00pm: Oprah hosts an intimate conversation with actress Angela Bassett in celebration of her recent honorary Academy Award; Angela shares her journey to success, her commitment to excellence and the dreams she has for her family.

HOW TO BLOW UP A PIPELINE (Crave) 9:00pm: With the climate crisis at a point of no return, a group of environmental activists come up with a daring plan to make their voices heard and disrupt an oil pipeline.

THE SUMMIT AUSTRALIA (Discovery Canada) 9:30pm (FINALE): After 14 days, 200 kilometres of brutal terrain and death defying obstacles along the way, The Summit is finally in sight.

CRIME BEAT (Global) 10:00pm: Surrey Six: The Gang Hit