#disneyland fanfic

[roseetube]

HI GUYSSS HERES ART DUMP #10!!! I IMPULSE BOUGHT 2 MORE SKETCHBOOKS! IVE BEEN ON VACATION FOR THE PAST WEEK AND IM STARTING SCHOOL TOMMOROW (im cooked)

@the-stove-is-divorced drew steebs from you fic "it feels like we only go backwards"

@pogostikk your goobers are here!!!

also steven and aster from the fanfic here we are in the future

[artemis-moon23]

Supplemental:

I went through a weird door in the tunnels… I think I’m…. I think I’m in disneyland now??? This must be the work of the spiral, I’m unsure of the greater plot at work here, but I’ll make sure to be cautious.

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I think I’m being followed by a mouse shaped mascot… it may be working for the stranger, I do NOT like the way it is looking at me. I have armed myself with a toy lightsaber despite the weird looks I’m getting, but anyone could be after me at the moment. Updates to come. I can not find the exit.

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I ended up in a line for one of the “rides”. I did not like it. The vast may also be an opponent here, I expect many of those on the ride could be potential avatars for the vast. However, I did quite enjoy the part before we dropped, where I could see the whole park. I think I know where the exit is know. The mascot stopped following me… for now…. Updates to come.

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God Martin would love this place… maybe we will go one day. I’m still unsure how to get back to the archive, but I found a door that is a different color than the rest, but it may be just what they want me to do. The spiral is definitely at work here, but I don’t want to run the risk of getting stuck forever in some type of door universe. I’ve lost track of the mascot, but I’m keeping my eye out for it.

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The park is closing soon. I keep finding the discolored door no matter where I go, I think the spiral is trying to lure me in. I’m definitely being followed by the mouse mascot. I seem to find him wherever I go. I may have to go through the door in order to get home. I may grab an ice cream though before… updates to come.

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I went through the door, and I’m back in the archive. I have been asked why I look sunburnt and why I am wearing mouse ears, but I told them it is unimportant. Martin came to check in to see if I was okay, since I wasn’t in today. I ended up giving him the toy lightsaber, which he seemed to appreciate. I had no further use of it. I’m still unsure of who was behind the attack today, but I will NOT be visiting Disneyland in the future.

End supplemental.

[navnae]

(A little prompt idea and I got some help from @sarahmadisonxoxo ! Also I’ll write the other prompts when I have time!)

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It was only a matter of time before the party decided that they were going to go on a Disneyland trip, it just made sense that eventually they’d do a huge group trip like this and it’s safe to say that they were all excited. The adults, the older teens, and the younger teens came together for this trip. Saving up everything they had to make it possible and a fun experience. All of them drove in separate cars to get everyone in one pace at the same time and once they did that’s when the shenanigans began. The adults parted ways and went ahead to get some drinks for themselves leaving majority of the kids together. Jonathan, Nancy and Argyle were walking around with Mike, Will, and Lucas exploring the different rides that seemed like the craziest ones. Robin and Vickie took Eleven and Max to the nearest store to do some shopping. They looked at all the cute Disney headbands and figurines that were just too adorable to not buy. Robin bought some Mickey ears for the girls, herself, and Vickie. She smirked to herself when she saw a pair of ears that had a rainbow on it and she thought they would fit Steve perfectly, she also thought it would be funnier to give them to him without telling him what they meant.

After their shopping trip they met up with group in passing. They bumped into Steve and Dustin who were jumping all over the place with excitement. So far they’ve been getting on several rides, eating loads of snacks, and running around like little kids. The girls laughed at how all over the place they were, their sugar rushes being more apparent as the day went on.

“You two look like idiots.” Max joked. The girls laughed at the goofy grins on their faces as they rolled their eyes.

“Sadly that’s not a new discovery.” Robin sighed as she put her hand in her hip. She figured since Steve was older he would at least consider acting like an adult once just for today.

“You’re just jealous because we finished ten churros in one sitting!” Dustin bragged he turned to Steve and gave him a high five. The girls weren’t impressed in the slightest but they couldn’t help but smile at the silliness in front of them.

“You really ate ten churros?” Eleven asked still skeptical of the amount that Dustin had told them. Both of them nodded their head.

“Ten.” Steve repeated with a wide smile feeling proud. All of them laughed in unison at the situation. As crazy as it sounded all of them knew that this wasn’t too far fetched for the crazy duo to do.

“I mean that sounds fun but don’t you think that’s a little pricey.” Vickie questioned while directing it mostly towards Steve. He only shrugged in response.

“Nothing is pricey when you’re having fun.” Steve said happily and patted Dustin’s shoulder. The girls smiled at the cute moment between them. It was truly amazing to see their friendship going strong after so many years. Robin took a quick look at her watch and it was getting close to the time that they all agreed on to meet back at the car.

“Alright, it’s getting close to the time that we promised Hopper to meet back up. We’re going to wander a little bit more before then, make sure to be back on time.” Robin warned Steve as she longed her finger at him.

“Sure thing.” Steve nodded his head and both parties parted ways. Before they could get far Robin grabbed his arm stopping him in his tracks. Steve looked at her with confusion.

“I almost forgot,” She took the Mickey ears she bought before and put them on Steve’s head. The rainbow bow sparkled in the sunlight because of the glitter, as silly as Steve looked with them on no one could deny how cute he looked in them especially with his confused expression. Robin laughed when she took a step back to look at Steve’s new look. “Sweet, they suit you.” She teased before walking away.

“That was weird.” Steve mumbled to himself, he never really understood anything Robin did but that worked because she could say the same for him. Despite being confused he kept the ears on, hey he might as well embrace them.

Him and Dustin continued to explore the park a little more before it was time for them to leave. After a few minutes of just walking around and nothing was really jumping out to them. Dustin’s eyes widen when he saw a short line for a roller coaster ride, with a wide grin he turned to Steve and pointed at the ride.

“Let’s get on that one!” Dustin yelled before he started running toward the ride. Steve didn’t expect to blink and see Dustin already ahead of him. He shook his head then took off running right after him.

Dustin was running so fast that he couldn’t even hear Steve calling out for him to slow down. In a flash Dustin was colliding with another person making both of them hit the ground hard. Steve witnessed the entire thing and his face started to heat up from embarrassment. Once he made it to both of them he took in the entire sight, laying beside Dustin was a guy in a Captain Hook costume and his curly hair was sprawled hot while he laid on the ground groaning. Steve felt obligated to reach his hand out and help him up since he already made the guy’s day a mess. As he reached his hand out Dustin reached for it at the same time, with a quick swat Steve moved his hand away.

“Not for you I told you to slow down. I’m so sorry about that.” Steve said when he turned his attention towards the man. He hesitated at first as he looked at Steve then his hand before taking it and lifting himself up. He stood up to dust his clothes off, the look of embarrassment and anger was in his as he looked around to see if anybody saw. Confirming that no one did he looked directly at Dustin and Steve with an intense gaze.

“There’s no running allowed around the park. Someone can get seriously hurt like that and I advise you to take note of that rule.” The man was direct and focused mostly on Steve when he said it.

“It won’t happen again I promise.” Steve said softly. He slapped Dustin’s shoulder hard earning an “ow” from him and that made the man laugh slightly. “Are you sure you’re ok? You don’t need to see anyone right?”

“Ah don’t worry about it man, I’ve had my fair share of bruises so that was nothing really.” He playfully dusted off his shoulder as if to say he was perfectly untouched. Both of them laughed at the joke while Dustin stood there awkwardly wanting this to end before the line started to get long.

“Still I’m genuinely sorry… Eddie?” Steve said unsure as he read Eddie’s name tag. Eddie chuckled then nodded his head.

“Like I said before I told you you’re good man stop stressing over it. It’s just another day on the job for me.” Eddie reassured Steve with a smile. Both of them blushed as they stood in silence looking at each other and trying to avoid eye contact. Eddie was the one to speak up again after a few seconds. “Nice ears.”

“Oh! Well thanks. My friend put these on me and I think I look kind of dumb with them.” Steve touched the Mickey ears on his head almost forgetting that they were there. Eddie immediately noticed the rainbow on them and felt a little bit bold, those were the pride ears that they were starting to sell. He genuinely liked them and so many people were able to express themselves at the park. Which lead Eddie to believe that Steve was doing the same thing, Eddie took a chance once he saw it presented to him.

“You don’t look dumb with them on in the slightest if anything they add to your cuteness in my opinion.” Eddie said casually. Steve’s face turned into a darker shade of red at the unexpected compliment from Eddie. Dustin rubbed his forehead as he listens to the entire thing.

“Think so? You don’t think they’ll scare anybody away.” Steve said jokingly. Eddie shook his head as he smiled.

“I’m still standing here aren’t I?” Eddie’s voice lowered a bit as he asked the question. Steve had to fight the urge to look away and blush like an idiot. The attention Eddie was giving was coming at him so fast that he didn’t know how to react.

“I’ve heard enough can we get on the ride now?” Dustin said annoyed with the both of them. That made Steve blush harder sone he realized Dustin heard everything. Eddie scratched the back of his neck feeling slightly embarrassed.

“Right. I should let you two be in your way, I’ll be right here all day if you guys need anything.” Eddie smiled at the both of them. He hated that he couldn’t give his phone number to Steve due to policy but he hoped Steve took the hint.

“Sure thing.” Steve smiled back before him and Dustin started to walk away. They got a few steps away from Eddie when the conversation about what just happened was brought up.

“God you two were gross back there.” Dustin fake gagged while holding his stomach. Steve raised a brow not understanding what he meant.

“What are you talking about?” Steve asked. He had no idea what Dustin was going on about.

“Come on Steve, it was obvious he was hitting on you.” Dustin explained. Steve blushed when he thought back on the previous conversation and it did seem like that was the case. He shook his head trying to get rid of those thoughts.

“I highly doubt that besides why would he?” Steve couldn’t grasp all of this at once because nothing was making sense. Dustin rolled his eye and eventually they were going to get stuck one day.

“You’re literally wearing the pride Mickey Mouse ears.” Dustin points at the ears on top of Steve’s head, the rainbow boy still sparkling from the sunlight shining on them. Steve’s fell open in shock.

“Robin!” Steve whisper yelled. Dustin started to laugh at Steve’s scrunched you face. They both made it to the ride and luckily the line wasn’t too long so they could easily slip onto the ride. Steve took a quick glance behind him and saw Eddie in the distance talking to a little boy and waving his plastic hook in the kids face making him laugh. The interaction made Steve smile immediately because it was the cutest thing. He got on the ride feeling giddy about talking to Eddie and he couldn’t deny that he was kind of interested even though he would yell at Robin later for it, he’d also thank her as well.

[lisaandthedevil]

I don’t even know where to begin with this actually

[fandoms--fluff]

Best Day Ever

Female reader x Kaylee Bryant

Summary: You surprise Kaylee with a trip to Disneyland for her birthday

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"Where are we going?" Kaylee asks after singing along to the radio for a bit. She's blindfolded with a purple tie-dye scarf. "It's a surprise!" You exclaim, turning the blinker on before turning.

She huffs, causing you to chuckle and place your hand on her thigh. "Don't worry, we're almost there, ten more minutes" You let her know. "Yay," She quietly says, excited. "You're such a cutie" you squeeze her thigh before concentrating on the road again.

"Oookay, just wait one more second," You reach into the backseat and grab the tote bag. To which you pull out two matching Minnie Mouse ear headbands. You put on one pair and hold the other one out to her. "Aand, you can look!" She immediately unties the scarf, taking it off.

Her eyes land on the ears being handed to her. "Wait, seriously?" She looks out the windshield and windows seeing all the signs for Disneyland and California Adventure. "Oh my god! Ahhhh!" Kaylee exclaims, taking the ears from your hand and putting the black and red sequined Minnie ears on.

"Seriously, Happy Birthday!!" You tell her, grinning. You get out of the car, grabbing your mini backpack. Kaylee follows, slinging her own pink mini backpack over her shoulder before running over to you. She wraps her arms around your neck, hugging you. You hug her back, squeezing tightly.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you! I love you!" She pulls back. "You're welcome, baby. I love you too," You kiss her. "Now let's go have fun" You lock the car doors. "I love you so much, y/n/n" She giggles. "I love you too" you whisper in her ear.

You and Kaylee walk hand in hand to the entrances of the parks. As you're in line, you pull out your phone and bring up the tickets on the app.

"Okay, have a magical day," The cast member tells you guys after scanning the tickets.

Your girlfriend's grin grows bigger as she gets a happy birthday pin, her name written on it with a sharpie.

Kaylee's basically a big ball of energy, her smile can't be contained at this point. "Have I told you how much I love you" She links her arm with yours, holding tight. "Once or twice maybe" You kiss her cheek.

You guys stuff your faces and go on a bunch of rides, the Madhatter's tea cups especially. You've been on that ride four times now. "I think the kids are judging us" Kaylee looks away from a toddler dressed as Woody glaring at her.

"Oh, sweetie. It's okay" You coo and wrap your arm around her back in comfort. She cutely pouts into your shoulder before getting distracted. "They have an entire Frozen store, Oh my god" she clutches your hand and jogs over, dragging you along to the storefront. You chuckle, watching as her face lights up as you guys walk through the store.

She pauses, mouth agape. You follow her eyesight and land on an Olaf backpack. "It's perfect" Kaylee lets go of your hand and picks one up off the rack. she holds it in her hands as if she's holding gold.

"You want it, baby?" You place a hand on her shoulder. She looks down before nodding slowly, noticing how childish she's acting. "Well, then we have to get it for you." you kiss her on the cheek again and take it out of her hands.

You lead her to the checkout counter and place the Olaf backpack on top. As the cashier rings the item up, you bring out your wallet. "I can buy it, y/n/n," Josie tells you. "No, it's on me, hun" You smile.

You pay for the backpack with your card and hand Kaylee the Disney shopping bag as you guys walk out of the store. "Thank you!" She hugs you. "You're welcome" You grin.

You guys sit on a bench and she switches out her belongings from the mini pink backpack into the Olaf backpack. She puts the pink bag into the Disney shopping bag. She grunts as she's unable to rip the tag off. "Do you want some help, baby?" You ask, a sad smile on your face.

She looks down, a pout on her face, "Yes please." She hands the bag to you. You grasp the tag in your hand and rip it off in a few seconds. You hand the bag back over to her. "Thank you," she tells you, her smile reappearing. "No problem," You tell her and throw the tag into the trash can beside where you're sitting.

You guys end up on the Madhatter's tea cups again, Kaylee clutching her Olaf while you spin the teacup as fast as you can.

"I swear one of these times, I'm gonna throw up after going on that ride with you," She tells you as you guys make your way out the exit and into the shop with all the Minnie ears and Mickey hats.

"This is the best day ever, the best birthday ever," She tells you as you guys look at one of the ear displays. "I'm glad, you deserve the most for your birthday," You tell her and accidentally drop one of the flower ears. You immediately crouch down and pick it up before putting it back on the rack. "Nobody saw that" You quickly say, causing Kaylee to chuckle at your antics.

[th3d0nutl0rd]

I've been complimented like 3 times while I've been at disney... when my feet hurt from my big clunky boots and my ribs are sore from my corset I will surely remember that the carousel ride attendant said he loved my style and the potc ride attendant told me he loved my dress, I slay, AND waved and winked at me twice. Y/N doesn't exist because I am her. Also some girl on the teacups said she loved my dress (a different one entirely) so at least I know I have good style. Big win for fag nation. Huge win for potc ride freak autistics.

[uhohbestie]

There Are Monsters Nearby [Chapter 6]

🏜 Pairing: Grian/Scar

🧟‍♂️ Tags: zombie AU, zombie apocalypse, lovers to exes, slow burn, eventual reconciliation

📖 Summary: The day after Scar breaks up with Grian, the dead come back to life. Knowing that venturing out alone is a death sentence, the sudden onset of the apocalypse forces them to stick together despite the tensions between them. In the wreckage of the world, they're forced to survive side-by-side, coming to terms with the fact that—try as they might—there's no one they trust more than each other.

Chapter 6 - Walking through the wasteland that is Anaheim, Grian allows Scar to talk him into taking a detour to the happiest place on earth.

📝 Words: 7,523

🔗 Link: Read Chapter 6 on AO3

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“Cub told me the parks had shut down. We didn’t know why at the time, of course, but… they’ve been closed. I doubt there was anyone there other than a handful of maintenance staffers when things went sideways, and they weren’t going to stay at their post and go down with the ship… I don’t think going there will be any more or less dangerous than us being out here in the open, wandering down the middle of the freeway.”

Grian doesn’t respond, taking Scar’s words in and trying desperately to see the sense in them.

He breathes out through his nose, calming his racing pulse as best he can.

“I just want to look,” Scar adds, a gentler bargain than Grian deserves. “See the castle from a distance, take a peek at the front gates… we’re heading in that direction anyway.”

Grian chews at the inside of his mouth, struggling against the tide of petulance that rises up to battle the despair within him; the dismal sense that he’s already lost. That he lost the moment Scar saw the road sign in the first place.

It’s not that he doesn’t feel Scar has earned this. Before things had all gone wrong he liked to imagine that he’d always been happy to indulge the easy passions in Scar’s life.

It’s simply the reality of their current situation- the persistent pressure of his anxiety, placed like a heel against his throat- that rankles him, causing him to twist in on himself with a defensive pettiness he knows is unfair.

“We look at it as we walk by,” he manages after a silence that stretches on too long, offering the words like a magnanimous compromise—like he hadn’t been thoroughly shaken by Scar’s threat to leave. “We don’t get carried away.”

When he looks up, Scar is beaming at him.

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We're back with another chapter of our zombie au! This one was really fun for us to write- I've always been a sucker for the history of the Disney parks, so I loved having a chance to ramble about my favourite parts of them.

You can read the whole story thus-far linked below!

You may not rest now, There Are Monsters Nearby (on ao3!)

[embyrinitalics]

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[maebird-melody]

5, 15, 23

5. Is there any fic that makes you super happy to reread and remember you wrote that?

Oh man. Let me tell you, every time I get a really nice, effusive comment on one of my fics, I go back and reread what I wrote. "Sympathy for the Dwarf Planet" is probably my absolute favorite thing I've written. It's an outsider POV story, which I think gave me a little more room to play. Some poor schmuck who works at NASA is forced to deal with Danny and his friends as they repeatedly break through their security to reclassify Pluto as a planet. I had a blast.

Other honorable mentions include "A New Haven," a Dragon Age Inquisition fic about another person's Lavellan, "Dreamers," my Hypnos fic from the game Hades, and "Glockwork," a crackfic that continues to be my most popular fic ever, based on another DP fan's artwork of Clockwork holding a gun.

15. Have you ever purposefully written one fandom/fic idea over another because you knew it'd be more popular?

Can't say that I have! Unless inspiration strikes, I can't write. But I have participated in a lot of events where either a) the person you're gifting your fic to dictates the kind of stories they want to see or b) the event has a pool of prompts written by the participants that you can pick-and-choose between. So in that sense, I have written fic based on what specific people want, but in general, I tend to write what I would enjoy reading. I do murder my darlings though when I know that removing things I would enjoy normally will make for a better, more satisfying story. But that's more about good story sense than writing what's popular.

I wrote a fic for my college roommate's book, like, no one knows that book except for a small circle of folks in my city and her readership from the serialization days.

23. What's the nicest review you've ever gotten?

Oh man. This incentivized me to go back and reread the comments in my inbox, because I honestly couldn't remember any specific ones to highlight and had to go searching.

My favorite reviews are, hands down, the ones where the commenter is screaming, unhinged with happiness, about the fic. But the best reviews in my experience are the ones where the reader feels I've captured the characters well, or they've come away with a new understanding or perspective on them because of what I wrote.

The nicest review I ever got was for a Dragon Age fic, back when I was heavily participating in DA fic exchange events. I was actually really uncertain about writing this person's Lavellan because her personality was not the sort I had a lot of experience writing--taciturn, unyielding, and sharp-tongued. But I wanted to push myself, so I read their entire character bible for their Dragon Age OC, then I did a bunch of research on blacksmithing techniques since she was a smith. It was a Solavellan fic, but the relationship between their Lavellan and Solas was a little more subdued and less overtly romantic. Their review was very long, but the part that stuck with me most was this:

"I never realised how often I wrote them just together, and how that togetherness translates best to doing things together vs talking and speaking past one another. You've taught me a lot about her with this, and how others view her vs how I try to present her, and it's an absolute joy."

The fic is "A New Haven" and I do think it might be some of my best work.

[im-just-a-br0adway-baby]

Charlie barged into the hotel lobby with one foot, carrying a giant cardboard box and placing it on top of the bar. Husk looked at the princess, annoyed, and went back to drinking his booze as the rest of the crew made their way down to the lobby. Charlie said that morning that she was planning a big surprise later, so that box may have something to do with it.

“Everyone! I’m about to announce the surprise I talked about at breakfast this morning!” she said as she took the box off the bar and put it on the ground.

“Does the box have something to do with it?” Vaggie asked.

“It does; I was doing a little bit of research about things on Earth, and I found that their version of LuLu World does a rubber duckie race every year! Their cast members paint their own rubber duckies and they race them in the river on one of their rides! So, since dad was staying with us this week, I decided that we can do the same thing and race the duckies in the river at the park together!”

Charlie got a boxcutter from the kitchen and cut the tape from the box. She opened it to reveal the box filled with rubber duckies that she bought in bulk, even though she knew she was only going to need eight. She figured that she would give the rest to Lucifer since she knew he loved them so much. Lucifer squealed and lifted and hugged his daughter as tightly as he could before putting her down.

“Was that the same video you showed me last week and asked me if we could do that as a bonding exercise?” Lucifer asked.

“It is! I know that you made a whole bunch of rubber ducks, dad, so I thought we could all do it together as a bonding exercise today!”

The hotel’s crew made their way to the box of rubber ducks and each picked one out. While they all looked the same right now, they would not in a couple hours time and every one of them would put their heart and soul into creating a duck that they think will win their friendly little rubber duck race. Charlie went upstairs to get her art supplies from her room as the rest of the crew made their way to the kitchen and placed their ducks on the table. Once Charlie got back with her box of art supplies, she placed it on the kitchen table and took out the supplies one by one.

“I tried to find as many colors as I could in my room. You can use any of these paints to make your ducks. Just please, don’t paint any dicks on your duck. We’re racing them in a public place,” Charlie explained.

Angel Dust rolled his eyes and sulked in his seat. He sat back up and shrugged before grabbing paints with everyone else. He may have wanted to have an excuse to paint dicks all over a rubber ducky, but Angel had something better in mind for his duck. As everyone painted, Charlie decided to present hers to everyone else.

“I decided to make my duck look like the pattern of the walls of the hotel. I wanted to make a design of every one of you, but it wouldn’t fit on one duck and it wouldn’t be fair if I painted multiple ducks. So, I decided to combine everyone by painting the pattern of the walls to show my love and appreciation for all of you and everything we’ve done.”

Vaggie hugged her girlfriend before showing her duck to the hotel.

“That is very sweet, Charlie. I actually made my duck to look like you because I love you so much. I’m not finished with it yet, but I am halfway done, so here’s what it looks like right now,” Vaggie explained.

Charlie blushed before hugging her girlfriend and kissing her all over her face.

“It looks so good so far! I can’t wait to see it when it’s finished!”

Charlie and Vaggie looked across the table to see Alastor making his duck look like himself.

“Okay, Alastor, you just painted yourself,” Charlie pointed out.

“I like me.”

Angel Dust and Husk showed their ducks to everyone else, making them kiss each other. They painted their ducks to look like each other.

“As much as I wanted to paint dicks on my duck, there was still someone I really wanted to paint my duck as,” Angel explained.

“Did you think about painting a dick on the forehead before Charlie said anything?” Husk asked.

“No!... Maybe… Okay, yes.”

Husk rolled his eyes before turning his duck.

“Well, I wanted to make mine look like you because I love and care about you. You’re just my favorite person; I just didn’t want to admit it for a while.”

Angel gave Husk a kiss on his cheek and rested his head on his shoulder. Husk put his hand on top of Angel’s before he lifted his head back up.

“Wow, everyone is painting their ducks to look like the person they care about the most. I kind of wish I painted my duck to look like you, Vaggie,” Charlie said.

“Well, you did say you cared about everyone at the hotel, and you chose to paint your duck the pattern of the walls because it represented everyone,” Vaggie chimed in.

“I guess you’re right, Vaggie.”

Cherri Bomb showed her duck, which she painted to look like Sir Pentious.

“Cherri, do you miss Sir Pentious?” Angel asked.

“I do; and I was thinking about him the entire time we were painting,” Cherri replied.

“Ya know, since you mention it, I miss Sir Pentious a lot too. Most of my favorite moments in the hotel involved spending time with him. He was very sweet and so much fun. It kinda makes me feel bad about judging him at first when he first got here.”

“He really was; and I wish I got to tell him I loved him too before he died again.”

Angel and Cherri hugged each other and shed a tear together before Charlie, Vaggie, and Husk joined them.

“Speaking of missing someone we love, I made my duck look like Lilith,” Lucifer said as he showed his duck.

“I know you have quite a lot of ducks that you make to look like Mom. I still have one of them in my room next to the ones you made to look like you and me,” Charlie explained.

“I do, and I also have a lot of ducks that look like you. When I found the duck family I made that looked like all of us the first time I visited, I cried.”

The father and daughter hugged before Niffty slammed her duck on the table. Hers looked like a mishmash of Alastor, Angel, and Husk in one duck.

“Niffty, what is your duck supposed to be?” Charlie asked.

“I wanted to do either Alastor, Angel, or Husk, since Alastor and Husk are such good dad figures to me and Angel is such a good big brother figure to me, but I couldn’t choose, so I made mine into all three of them,” Niffty explained.

“That… is something alright,” Husk said, attempting to hide his discomfort.

“I could barely tell that any of us were even represented on that duck!” Angel pointed out before Husk nudged him lightly in his arm.

“I didn’t know how I would be able to combine all three of you, so I just made it as colorful as I could.”

“Well, I think it’s very creative, Niffty. You brought a lot of love and heart to your duck,” Charlie replied.

The crew finished painting their ducks while talking about why they decided to paint them the way they did. Once they were finished, they each put their ducks on a dry paper towel that Charlie put on the table so they could dry for the next hour. Charlie decided that they would go to the park after lunch to have their race. The crew went about their day while their ducks dried until it was time for lunch.

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Charlie and the gang walked to the park together with their ducks, alright dried up and ready to race in the river. Everyone found a bench to sit on before Charlie took her phone out to take several pictures of them holding up their ducks. After Charlie sent the pictures to everyone and put her phone away, everyone made their way to the river and kneeled down to prepare for putting their ducks in.

“Before we start, I just wanted to lay down a few ground rules. First off, We’re starting right by that tree over there, and the finish line will be the end of that bridge. The first duck to make it out from under the bridge is the winner. 

“Secondly, no one drops their ducks until I say ‘go’. I know some of you want to put yours a half second before, but that’s not happening. 

“Third of all, everyone’s allowed to cheer for their own ducks and move the same way  the river is moving so we could see our ducks race. They won’t hear us, but the louder you cheer, the better chance your duck will win. And last, but certainly not least, have fun!” Charlie explained once everyone got to the tree in front of the bench they were sitting on.

The crew kneeled down once they got to the river and cupped their ducks in their hands over the water. Charlie and Vaggie were the last ones to make it to the river, so they ran to put their ducks over the water and made sure everyone was ready.

“On your mark… get set… go!” Charlie yelled as everyone dropped their ducks in the water. 

Everyone backed away from the river to see their ducks moving across the river as the wind blew them in the direction that was intended for the race. They cheered on their duck as loudly as they could as they moved with their ducks. At the start of the race, Vaggie’s duck was in first place, followed by Lucifer’s. Angel’s was in third place as Charlie's, Alastor's, and Niffty’s ducks were close behind. Husk’s duck came behind Niffty’s and Cherri Bomb’s duck came in last, but not by much.

As the crew moved with their ducks and cheered on, Cherri Bomb’s duck moved past Husk’s and Niffty’s and Charlie’s duck moved past Angel’s, then Lucifer’s. Everyone began to cheer louder and louder as the ducks continued moving across the water.

“Who do you think will win?” Lucifer asked as the ducks continued swimming along.

“I don’t want to be too self-centered, but I think my duck has the best chance of winning. It’s in second place right now, and it could make it to first place before any one of us could blink,” Charlie bragged.

“Are ya kiddin’ me? My duck has a much better chance of winning! Just look at that little sucker move! It’s already passing Lucifer’s duck!” Angel pointed out as his duck passed Lucifer’s like he mentioned.

“I don’t know, my duck has been in first place this whole time, so I think it’ll be sitting pretty at first this whole race,” Vaggie chimed in.

“Hey, who’s the duck expert here? My duck might be in third right now, but it will pass yours and Angel’s at any moment,” Lucifer said.

The crew moved along as their ducks got to the halfway point of the river. Everyone took their phones out again to take videos of the race as their ducks continued swimming along. They continued cheering on their duck as they recorded their videos.

“C’mon, Husky-Duck! You got this! You’re almost in first! You can catch up to Vaggie’s! Let’s go!” Angel yelled as he recorded the race.

“I think you might be taking this a little too seriously,” Husk mentioned.

“It’s still all in good fun. Besides, you know I get a little heated when we have friendly competition.”

“We know you do, Angel, you took every single game night we had way more seriously than you should have,” Vaggie pointed out.

“Guys! Look! Our ducks are almost to the finish line!” Charlie said as the rest of the crew ran near her to see the ducks almost making it to the bridge.

The ducks moved so much that everyone could not keep track of who was on first anymore. Everyone stared down the end of the bridge to see who was going to come out first. The first duck came out of the bridge, and it was Alastor’s. Everyone looked at him with the most shocked looks on their faces.

“But… your duck has been in fifth place for almost the entire race! How did he catch up so fast?” Lucifer asked.

“I don’t ask how, it just happens,” Alastor replied.

Charlie scooped Alastor’s duckie out of the water and put it on the first place spot of a little winner’s pedestal that she made out of cardboard boxes and construction paper when the ducks were drying. She rushed back to see that her duck came in second place.

“Yes! My love for all of you always wins!” Charlie cheered as Vaggie scooped the duckie out of the water and put it on the second place spot of the pedestal.

“Girls! The third place duck is coming! I can’t wait to see mine crush the rest of yours!” Angel pointed out.

The crew leaned near the water to see who was going to come in third, and they saw Niffty’s come out of the bridge next. She cheered for her duck and jumped in the river once she saw her duck come out. Alastor grabbed Niffty from the water while she was holding her duck and she placed it on the third place spot of the pedestal.

“Wow, Alstor and Niffty, your ducks actually surprised me,” Charlie pointed out.

“I guess we have some hidden talents,” Alastor replied.

“We know it was just dumb luck; all of our ducks are the same, just painted differently,” Husk pointed out.

Charlie took out her phone to take a picture of the winner’s pedestal with the ducks on their respective places. Vaggie tapped on her girlfriend’s shoulder to let her know that the fourth place duck was on its way out of the bridge.

Charlie and the rest of the crew made their way back to the river to see that Angel’s and Husk’s ducks came out together, in fourth and fifth place respectively. Angel and Husk looked at each other and blushed once they saw their ducks come out of the bridge together. They slowly walked to the river to scoop their ducks out of the water and put them in front of the winner’s pedestal.

“Okay, there was no way that was an accident,” Vaggie said.

“None of us even touched our ducks during any point of the race,” Angel defended.

“Do you think anyone would have caught us if we did something to make that happen?” Husk added.

“I guess you’re right. I didn’t see anyone touch the ducks at any point during the race,” Charlie said.

Everyone stared at the end of the bridge to see Cherri Bomb’s duck come out next in sixth place. She scooped her duck out of the water to put her duck in front of the winners pedestal next to Husk’s. Vaggie looked at the water confused after Cherri took her duck out of the water.

“This is so weird. My duck was in first place for the first half of the race. How did it practically get to last place so fast?” she asked.

“It’s okay, Vaggie; look! I see it coming out of the end of the bridge right now!” Charlie comforted as she pointed to Vaggie’s duck coming out of the end of the bridge.

Vaggie smiled as she and Charlie scooped the duck out of the water and put it next to Cherri Bomb’s duck in front of the pedestal. A couple seconds afterwards, Lucifer’s duck came swimming out of the end of the bridge. He slowly and disappointedly scooped his duck out of the water to put it next to Vaggie’s in front of the winner’s pedestal. Charlie put her arm around her father’s shoulder to comfort him.

“It’s okay, Dad, like I said before the race started, this is all in good fun. Besides, I’m going to display all the ducks on top of the fireplace so we can still remember this day and look back on it fondly,” Charlie confirmed as she took out her phone again.

Charlie snapped another photo of the winner’s pedestal, but this time, it included all the ducks. She gave everyone their ducks back and placed her phone on a tripod she brought and took a picture of everyone holding their ducks, standing in order in the places their ducks ended up coming in.

“Should we make this a yearly thing?” Vaggie asked as she wrapped her arm around her girlfriend, still holding her duck in that hand.

“Well, if Earth’s LuLu World does it every year, why shouldn’t we? I had a fun time,” Charlie replied.

“So did I.”

Everyone else agreed and nodded their heads as they walked back to the hotel together. Charlie reached her hand with her duck in it to Vaggie’s hand with her duck in it and made their ducks kiss on their bills. Charlie and Vaggie giggled together and continued walking with their friends back to the hotel, still with their arms around each other and their ducks in the hand around the other’s shoulder.

[stagefoureddiediaz]

Tease Tidbit Tuesday

Thanks @spotsandsocks for the tag 🥰

This little Buddifer go to Disneyland fic to get me back into the swing of writing has gotten way out of hand and turned way smuttier than the fluff I thought I was writing!!

Hope you like this tease from their ride on splash mountain 😬😳😈

Buck turned to grin at Eddie as the boat moved forward away from the loading station and round the first corner ‘Are you ready Ed’s?’ he asked. Eddie smirked back at him ‘Oh I’m more than ready, the question is are you ready Buck?!’ Buck grinned back at him ‘I was born ready!’

He turned back around to face the front as they began to climb the first lift hill and missed the wicked smirk on Eddie face. As they were climbing the second lift hill Buck felt Eddie lean forward and wriggle his hands inside Bucks poncho while whispering in his ear ‘stay facing forward baby, you gotta act normal.’

Buck could feel Eddies hands deftly unbutton and unzip his pants before reaching inside and cupping his swiftly hardening cock through his boxers. He let out a gasp and tilted his head back growling out ��What are you doing Eddie!? Is this why you wanted us to wear these stupid poncho’s?’ 

Eddie laughed and nibbled at Bucks ear whispering 'What do you think?' as the jaunty music being piped from the various speakers created an unusual soundtrack to Eddies hand making its way inside Bucks boxers and stroking his cock, while his other hand began teasing at his balls.

‘I want to make you climax as we reach the climax of this ride.’ he whispered in Bucks ear as he gave Buck a squeeze, drawing a whine from his lips.

Tagging anyone who would like to contribute to TTT 😎💜

[germfalll]

In honor of his birthday I figured I’d share some drawings I did for Fortnite House

[jodithann827]

Pretty Woman 9/11

Rating: Explicit / posted on AO3 / tagging @today-in-fic

Summary: zero plot in this chapter. Pure smut. You’re welcome 🔥

Sleeping Beauty’s Castle Suite

Wednesday

7:23 am

It was a dream. This is the first thought that penetrates Scully’s brain as she peeks one eye open to a glimmer of sunshine. Opening them wider, she realizes it couldn’t be a dream. They aren’t in the penthouse at the Waldorf, and she’s not in her tiny apartment; notably absent are the sounds of Missy’s soft snores. That means it must have been real. The entire day. The evening. Oh my god, she thinks, the kissing. She immediately begins chastising herself. One rule. There is only one rule Missy taught her when she started working the streets. Kissing is personal. Kissing can lead to feelings, and feelings can never happen. But I feel better than I ever have, she tells herself. She lets her thoughts drift to the man currently curled around her naked body. His soft and gentle yet powerful hands, his shining eyes, and his bright smile. His incredibly plump and yummy lips… damn it, she thinks. She, Dana Scully, the most independent person she has ever known, has become dependent on one single man. How am I going to get out of this? Do I want to get out of this?

Before she can lose herself any more in her thoughts, he stirs behind her. “I don’t want to wake up because that means the day is closer to being over,” he admits in a whisper that sends shivers up and down her spine. “I don’t know if I’m going to be able to let you go.” She closes her eyes and licks her lips, unsure of how to respond. She’s doing everything she can to hold it together.

“I need to get up and get ready. I have a few things to tie up at the office. I’ve arranged for another car. Langly is still here and will take you back to the Waldorf when you’re ready. Stay in bed for a bit if you want. Order breakfast when you’re ready. There’s no rush on checking out. It’s all taken care of.” He nips her bare shoulder before reluctantly exiting the bed and heading—stark naked—towards the bathroom. Scully takes in the magnificent view.

“When do you leave for New York?” She calls, sitting up and pulling the sheet with her to cover her exposed form. He comes out a minute later, toothbrush in mouth.

“A-roun ine-ocock” he says, and she laughs. The toothbrush is one thing, but his morning erection is clear and his hair is sticking up every which way on his head. He is a sight for sore eyes. Pulling the brush from his mouth, he hastily swallows the toothpaste. “Around 9:00 this evening,” he repeats.

“Mulder! That’s disgusting!” she exclaims, still laughing at him.

“You know, Scully, laughing at a man in his birthday suit is probably not the most supportive thing one can do.” She stifles another laugh and looks him up and down again. She swears she can see a glint in his eye and feel the heat radiating from his body, even this far away.

“How fast do you need to get back?” she asks, flirtation dripping from her words.

Mulder strides self-assuredly back to the bed. His hands move to her face and he pulls her into a slow and deep kiss that she feels from her core to her toes. His tongue mingling with hers, the minty taste permeating throughout her mouth. Releasing her, he replies, “Well, seeing as how I’m the boss, I can be a little late.” He pulls the sheet from Scully’s grip. As it falls, he moves toward her chest, grabbing handfuls of both of her supple breasts. Scully throws her head back as Mulder latches onto a puckered nipple. There is no doubt about it, the man has a talent with his tongue. Scully weaves her fingers through his messy hair, pulling softly; something she’d learned earlier in the week that he thoroughly enjoys. They’d been so frantic in their fucking the previous evening that they hadn’t taken time to touch or explore, something they’d both enjoyed throughout their days together.

Mulder moves over Scully, pushing her back gently onto the bed, but is surprised when she pushes his shoulder, forcing him onto his back. So mighty for such a small person, he muses. Small in stature but a larger-than-life character.

She positions herself over his body and seductively slides down, headed for a single goal. She captures his erect cock in her mouth and Mulder hisses. She takes him all in, then slowly pulls off, then repeats the process. She circles her tongue around his tip while clutching his balls and then grazing her nails gently over them. She continues this pattern for a few minutes, all while Mulder is puddy in her hands, if his shrieks and moans are any indication. Knowing he’s approaching dangerous territory, and not wanting it to come to an end too quickly, he breathes deeply, trying to stave off his impending orgasm. He wishes, suddenly, that he had elastic-girl’s arms so that he could reach for Scully, touch her, and give her immense pleasure.

Suddenly, Scully’s thrusted onto her back, and before she knows what’s happening she feels Mulder's lips on her swollen clit and not one, but two fingers enter her wet pussy.

“Oh god, Mulder,” she moans. She goes to touch him but he stills her hands. Moving up her body, he kisses every inch until reaching her mouth. He slips his tongue past her lips, savoring every taste. Unexpectedly, he takes her arms and places them over her head, holding them in place.

“Keep them there,” he instructs. She shivers and nods, playing along. Returning to his task, he licks a path down her chest, detouring her breasts, down her torso, to the sweet spot between her thighs. He pauses and bites the juncture where her thigh and hip meet. Not one to favor one side over the other, he repeats the process.

Scully’s breathing becomes labored, her chest heaving. He continues sucking and playing her like a fiddle with his fingers. Her purrs and moans spur him on. Her howling of his name becomes his singular focus, and judging by her noises, she’s very close.

“Cum on my lips, Scully,” he says, working his tongue and fingers simultaneously.

“Mulder, Jesus. Please. Deeper, harder. Don’t stop fucking me like that,” she shouts, and then she is plunging over the edge, sounding his name with something between a moan and a shriek.

With barely any time to recover, Mulder climbs up to a sitting position on the bed and pulls Scully to his lap. They are pussy to cock, eye to eye, lips to lips, and heart to heart and he synchronously fills her mouth and nether regions. As rapid as the previous evening had been, this is sweetly sluggish and steady, in the best possible way. Every thrust, nip, and lick is felt by both parties. She’s on the verge of saying the dreaded “L” word, but she bites Mulder’s lip instead.

“God, Scully, you make me feel,” he pauses, searching for the right words, but the best he comes up with is, “alive.”

“I love it when you slide into me like that, Mulder, I want it over and over again,” she admits.

“Baby, you’re going to make me cum, but I won’t do it without you,” he tells her. He can’t quite reach her clit, given the position they’re in.

Suddenly, Scully does something she never thought in a million years she would do. She pulls his finger to her mouth, wets it, and then moves it toward her ass. He doesn’t penetrate, but applies enough pressure that she, and subsequently he, is soaring. Lost in the moans and names are sighs and kisses.

***

“No, it’s silly,” she mumbles into his chest. Snuggled into each other, Mulder ducks his head to nip at her ear while gently running his hands up and down her back.

After their screwing and shower—which led to more passionate sex against the shower wall— Mulder called the office, again making an excuse for his tardiness, before pulling Scully back into bed. They lounge together, talking, laughing, and enjoying an exuberant amount of kissing.

“It’s not silly if it’s something you used to think about,” he points out to her.

“Well, you know I always wanted to go to Disney, so of course I always dreamed of the fairytale,” she explains.

“Like the prince and horse, and tights and all?” Mulder asks, scrunching his nose. Scully lets out a laugh, nodding.

“But then I grew up and realized that fairytales were just that, a fantasy,” she adds.

He’s sad for her and her loss of innocence, on multiple levels. He grudgingly glances at his watch and mumbles. “I really have to get going this time.” Slowly rolling to the side, he delicately slides her off him. As he dresses, he feels her eyes burning deep into his soul.

“I’ll be at the office for a little bit, but would love to see you at the hotel before I head for the airport. Do you have anything planned for the afternoon?” Scully’s heart aches. She knows it’s coming to an end, but can’t quite wrap her head around it. She can’t imagine spending a day without him. Instead, she swallows her racing thoughts down and responds with, “Actually, my sister is meeting me at the hotel for a bit. I texted her while you were finishing in the shower.”

Now fully dressed, Mulder leans over the bed, drawing Scully’s lips to his. Upon letting go, he says, “Have a safe ride back. I’ll see you a little later.”

[akechi-if-he-slayed]

summer has been kinda boring so far so my dad suggested i start writing and im like. ok. i mean i have been writing but i dont think he wants to see my south park style spiderman au.

[solsearchingnights]

AMA I have lines to wait in and I'm losing my mind

[fujouppy]

me and hw!dream are girlbestfriends btw . hes the only motherfucker who understands me