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HELPPPPP mickey got taken out like a joke 🙂‍↔️. rip to a legend fr

HIS DEATH WAS SO FUCKING LAMEE LIKE CMON NOWW I WANTED SOMETHING COOLER SOMETHING SEXIERRRR SMHHH

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If you didn't live through the 90's, but want to know what coke fueled action films looked like, look no further than THIS 1997 gem. It....is.....HILARIOUS.

This movie has EVERYTHING..... Exploding babies, a lazer ocean, unnecessarily shirtless characters, a secret island, impossibly changing hairstyles on Rodman, JCVD lifting a bathtub with his neck (or maybe his dick?), erasers with finger prints, dollar store Cerebro, a basketball parachute, toe knife fights, a landmine tiger fight, Dennis Rodman as an arms dealer wearing a silver lamé bondage harness, Old Belloq, bomb proof Coke Machines ........ CYBER MONKS.

😂😂😂

NONE of what I just wrote is even vaguely hyperbole.

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Mickey vs I Love You

Against popular opinion, I do believe Mickey's "I love you" in 5x06 was the first time he ever said it. Let me explain.

His type of hesitancy with the phrase is not that of fear out of someone listening. No. It seems to me, he noticed Svetlana was in his shared space after he says "I love you" and does a double take when finishing the voice note with "call me back." While I do like to think that he could've said his first "I love you" somewhere within the aftermath of 4x11 and early s5, the only reason I don't think that is because it feels too easy... I think Mickey was too in his head in the aftermath, thinking of how fucked this all turned out. The baptism, the coming out, the brawl, them returning home to wash themselves clean, the sex (implied because they wake up naked together the morning after) it's too much...

Such an admission would be lethal for his brain chemistry at the moment. "I love you" is the peak of vulnerability, where he already is painfully aware of everything he has endured, on top of being completely aware of his feelings to the point of unease, like clothes sticking to your skin. Suddenly you know the shirt there, even though it always has been, just subtly.

I believe that during these times, Ian was probably "comfortable" with saying it. Sparingly. Again, it's too much, it's all too real, and even though Mickey literally sacrificed his life that night, a huge call to action due to the ultimatum, he let fear be his enabler. For saying "I love you," though... it's too close. He can do everything else, a man of action as he always is, and saying things like "what you and I have makes me free" which, you could argue is MORE of a big deal, Mickey chooses very specific words, and they all mean too much coming from someone like him with such awful background, and that's where his comfort lies. Letting Ian know about his feelings through actions, not the words. And knowing how much Ian loves to use them, words, he knows the weight behind them. It's still too much and he feels it.

Not long after, Ian's depressive episode is in full effect. How could he ever find the chance to say those words? Ian is practically paralyzed, and the events from the night before are still fresh, and now he has to process this entirely new thing? Too much yet again. I said earlier how Ian would say "I love you," but very sparingly. I like to think the first time he said this to him, maybe early s4-s5 transition, once the depressive episode cessed, Mickey had the same silent reaction Lip did when Mandy said it to him, but for entirely different reasons. It's like his entire world became this miniscule thing within the pools of his heart, and Ian could read his expression instantly. It wasn't a silence of rejection, he was almost in awe.

And some sick part of me wants to think if he gets scared because he knows there's been strange behavior on Ian's end, that of course, he doesn't understand to its capacity, and maybe Ian says this as a result of that, or if he does know Ian wholeheartedly means it, he loves this boy, as much as Mickey loves him, but still unable to vocalize it. Would he be able to discern between the two?

"You don't have to say it back" spoken in a whisper. Mickey still lost in Ian's eyes. They probably hold each other. Ian acknowledged this dazed boy before him. He knew what the words meant. Jumping back to the "you love me, and you're gay," he was done imposing his feelings onto Mickey, done projecting (not forever, but for a while). Mickey can do this on his own terms, when he feels he can, when he deems it ok to feel it all at once, recognize that everything is, in fact, all too real. And the moment came, although bittersweet.

Cause Ian wasn't there face to face to hear it, he left, and he was manic, the possibility of loosing him due to some negligence suddenly being too real. Familiar even. Things that became too much all of a sudden. So why now? Because the stakes are somehow higher this time. The fear of the unknown is higher. Mickey is dealing with a version of Ian he can barely recognize. When in 4x11, he already knew what he could lose, and his odds against Terry, he already knew what he was going to deal with, as much fear that overcame him, he knew. This? This he does not know.

And I'm thinking about the fact that so much has happened now, this slow, gradual observation of Ian losing himself, Mickey might think that it's now or never. Maybe an "I love you" is enough to snap Ian out of it? Saying it because he has no clue of Ian's whereabouts, and with extreme thinking, that he probably may not see him again for some time, the same way 3x12 happened. And it's like the words come out like a punch to the gut even though his brain doesn't know those words came out. Just look at his face. That's a legitimate face of hesitancy of admission. (courtesy of ajcrowleys)

Everything became too real again, and this one big word couldn't be held back any longer. He hears himself say it, finally admitting what he knew was true all along, just like a shirt. But who knows if Ian heard the voice mail. I think yes, at some point... maybe... but it breaks my heart.

I'd definitely would like to know other opinions, I have so much to say about Mickey's "I love you's."

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Hey, Mickey! [Pt. 2]

University AU TW: Language, Alcohol Consumption, P w/out P, Hook-Up Culture, Y/N's a bit promiscuous but so are her friends lmfao Smut Warnings: Semi-Public Sex, Car Sex, Sloppy Make Outs, Penetrative Sex, Degradation, Name Calling, Fingering, Handjob, Oral (F!Giving - Blowjob), Lowkey face-fucking, Overstimulation, San's a meanie (translated: soft dom ish), Unprotected Sex (contraceptives are sexy guys), Double Penetration, Anal, Creampie, Manhandling, Multiple Orgasms, Genre: Romance, Smut, Exes-to-FWB-to-Lovers, Minors DNI Pairing: Choi San x Reader ft. Yeosang YN Pronouns: Female (She/Her) Word Count: 3.8K

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Notes: I didn't mean to write a sequel to this but... here we are ig lmaooooooo BUT THIS IS IT I PROMISE! Also rq you do not need to read part 1, this can be a stand alone, but if you want to read that filth go ahead. Disclaimer: Please remember that this is an AU and a work of fiction, obviously the idols mentioned/written about in this story would never partake in these actions. The idols mentioned in this work are meant to be seen more as face claims rather than the actual idols themselves.

Feedback is greatly appreciated!! Thank you for reading!

"I hate you, (Y/N)!" Your friend cried. "You said he's free!"

"Okay, and? He's not free anymore," you sipped on your iced tea while your friend lamented on the table in front of you.

"Was he... was he at least a good fuck?"

"I guess you'll never know."

"No!" Your friend cries into her arms. She looks at you with sad eyes. "You're lucky I love you."

"Yup," you finished your tea and placed it aside while you continued your paper. "Plus, you don't want to date that asshole," you rolled your eyes and groaned.

"Why not?"

"His idea of a date is a movie and a fuck, he's so unromantic," you complained.

"Why are you dating him then?" She asks, regaining her composure and touching up her eyeliner now.

"I guess I'm just used to it," you eyed her weirdly but continued your own business. "Maybe I kinda missed it."

"Wow, your friends were right, your standards are really on the floor, huh?" She huffs. Apparently so.

"I know," you couldn't stop the grin from rising on your face. "Anyway, we have a date later, so we'll see what happens," you rest your chin against your palm.

"Aw, what's the plan?" She pushes.

"Let's see," San chimes behind you while placing a hand on your shoulder, "dinner at 6, movie at 8, and sex in my car at 10," San lists off on his fingers behind you.

"You're stupid," you rolled your eyes again and looked at your friend, "what did I tell you. Unromantic, right?" You sighed.

"Just the way you like it," he shoots you a wink and steals your coffee.

"What else did I tell you? Absolute asshole," you deadpanned toward your friend. San, making no comment, walked off. "Look, he just came here to fucking embarrass me and take my shit, ugh, why am I talking to him again?" You shook your head and went back to work. "Consider yourself lucky, friend." You stole a glance at her, catching her watching San walk off.

"I wish I had a guy who treated me like shit."

"You're even stupider than he is."

"Let me live my whore era in peace," her head slips down her hand and she giggles. "You have two other friends, right?"

"Why are you so attracted to my friends?!"

"Why are your friends so attractive?!" She fires back.

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"Really, San? I thought you'd at least be a little more classy than this," you crawled over to the backseat and straddled his lap. The earlier date was a bit of a blur, to be honest, the movie was boring and dinner was okay, but part of you felt that weird semblance of him trying to be more romantic. It didn't work though. In the end, you were still about to fuck in his car, one of the most unromantic of places.

"I mean, yeah, but you're here anyway, aren't you?" His hands rest on either side of your hip. "If you want me to take you home to my place right now then I'll do it," he shrugs. "But can you wait that long?" He teases you.

"Shut up," you leaned down and kissed him. Your lips moved together slowly while San's thumbs started to trace circles around your hips. His hands slipped into your shirt and sent a cold shock up your spine, something that elicited a small groan from you and allowed San to push forward while deepening the kiss. You felt your hips relax against his lap and you could feel his boner against his jeans. You separated for a moment, leaving San to chase after you.

"What?" His voice sounded more disinterested than annoyed.

"Your windows are tinted, right?" You looked out into the nighttime.

"Nope," he pulls you down to his lips once again.

"San," his name was muffled between your lips. "Mm mmm," you shook your head. He pulled away.

"Come on, no one's here, you can see the lot better than I can," he starts to kiss your neck instead. He wasn't really wrong per se, you really should've suspected something when he parked back here, but here you were being surprised again, huh? "What are you so worried about? It's not like anyone we know would be here at this time," he continues. Again, he wasn't wrong.

Plus, part of you thought that car sex was hot.

"Fine, but I do expect you to bring me home still," you said.

"Yeah, yeah, of course," he pulled your shirt off and kissed you again, something you welcomed and reciprocated. He reached behind you and unclasped your bra before tossing it to some unknown part of the car, and your hips bucked against his, something that made him smirk against you. "Needy much?" He teased you too often, in your opinion.

"Shut up and just fuck me already, okay?"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," San separated from you and you groaned. "Hold on there, baby, we're not just fucking around anymore," he lowers you against the seat and your breath catches in your throat. "Nah, we're "talking," right? I'm fucking to keep you now," he presses small kisses against your chest. "Then again, my competition is Mark, so I'm not too concerned," he grabs the waistbands of your skirt and your panties and pulls them off slowly.

"Don't be mean!" You tug at his hair and he groans around your nipple.

Mark, San's polar opposite. He was sweet, romantic, and just so caring, kinda bad at sex but you would never tell him. You didn't deserve him, now that you thought of it, especially since you're about to be willingly dicked down by your ex, but what's new?

"And? Since when were you into the nice guys? I know you, you like us mean," San's fingers ghost over your clit and your back arches. He pushes himself up and presses wet kisses along your jaw just as he traces his fingers around your folds and, fucking finally, he presses two fingers inside of you.

"Haa..." you let out a shaky moan and felt yourself sinking into the leather seats. You pulled his face to yours and kissed him hard. He let out a low groan as you started to palm at his crotch.

"You like us stupid too," he mutters against you. "You like it when we can't think of anything other than you, you thrive on that shit, it gets you off every time," his voice was a low rumble on your lips.

"No," your response came out as a low moan, "that's not..." you couldn't finish your sentence, not with how he was moving inside of you.

"You're all I ever think about," he presses up against your g-spot and your legs nearly clamped together as you started to grind on his fingers. "I could be doing whatever and all I can think about is how much of a cock-hungry whore you can be, all I think about is how you can barely even talk after I'm done with you. You should see yourself right now, where'd all that pride from earlier go?" He pulled his hand away in a swift movement, licking them clean before pulling his jeans off. The opportunity presented itself and you weren't one to back down, besides, you couldn't let him have all the glory. You were quick to push him back now, taking more of a front and wrapping your hand around his dick. "Oh?" He asks with a confident grin. You dragged your hand up and started to slowly jerk him, taking your time to listen to his own pretty moans.

"I usually prefer to be the one dumb fucked stupid but... you said it yourself, I'm fucking to keep you," you crawled into the space between his legs and wrapped your lips around the tip of his cock, your tongue drawing languid circles around it while San's head hit the back of the seat.

"Fuck..." he drew the curse out and his hand rested on the top of your head as you took more and more of his cock into your mouth. He wasn't pushing down on you, thankfully, but the force was there, and god did it turn you on. You pulled your head up along his dick now, jerking him all along the way while he started to pull at your hair. The bitter taste of precum dragged along your tongue each time you tried to take more of him. "You can take more of it, I know you can," he starts to push your head down further and you gagged around him. Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes and San cursed again. "Fuck, you look so hot like this," he brushes your hair out of your face right as you take the last of him in. Deep breaths, just relax. Not the first time you blew him, just the first time in such a restricted space. You try to pull off of him again, but his hips move up and he holds you in place.

"Mmph," you moaned around him while he thrust into you. Your legs started to give way under you, sliding further apart while you sank to the bottom of the car and your wetness dripped out of you. One of your hands moved to your pussy and you slipped your index and middle fingers inside to scissor yourself while you gagged on his cock. San moaned on top of you just as he pulled you off of him to give you a chance to climb back on top of him, your pussy hovering above his cock for just a moment before you spread your lips and sank down on him. He pulled you down into an open kiss, with wet moans being stolen with his tongue. His hands settled on your hips, squeezing them gently to urge you to move at your own pace, and a small shift from him was enough for you to start riding him. Your hips rocked back and forth, the car shifting under you with every movement but your wary glances around confirmed that you and he were still alone. Finally, you felt your abdomen tighten and you tugged him away from you. "I'm... haa... I'm almost there," you told him.

"Are you?" His words had a heavy sultry tone to them and you felt his lips trail up your jawline. "Hold it in," he bites down on your neck and you whimpered.

"I don't think... mmph... I don't think I can," your voice mixed with your moans now and his hands tightened on your waist to hold you still.

"You know, I just cleaned this car too," he spoke against your neck. This asshole. "Would be a shame if I had to clean it again," he sighs and lowers you down again, taking full control of you.

"San, please," your hands squeezed his hips and he thrusts into you. "Please, please, please," you begged him. You couldn't hold your orgasm in any longer than you already have.

"Go then," he releases your hips and you grasp onto his shoulders and lean forward, moving up and down his length to reach your orgasm all the while he whispers dirty things. Your pussy slid against his cock, feeling the way he stretched you open with each glide up and down, it was almost too good. The things you would do just to get him to let you sit on his cock forever. "Damn, only I can make you like this, huh?" He grins just as you stilled over him, your orgasm wracking through your body, and him moaning on top of you, staying in place while your pussy tried to pull him in further.

"Oh fuck, fuck, fuck," you cursed repeatedly and San flipped you so that your stomach was against the seats and he pistoned into you. "Fuck, oh god, I can't," you shook your head against them now while San thrust into you with enough force that your wetness gushed around his cock. And when you felt his thumb press against your pucker you grabbed onto the seats with a vice grip, then right as you reached your second orgasm he stilled for a moment, letting you ride it out, until he spoke again.

"You ready?"

"Mmhmm," you moaned and he pushed into you.

"Shit..." he let out a breathy moan, while you moaned loudly, not caring if anyone was around to hear you. Your hand moved to your clit, trying to speed up to your next orgasm.

"Ugh, oh god," your hands moved faster and soon, somehow, you were on his lap again, your arms wrapped around his neck and his hands on your waist while he fucked you and you bit down on his shoulder to keep from screaming while the car rocked back and forth and, then, you made a mistake. You opened your eyes.

And Yeosang's jaw dropped.

Immediately, you zipped your mouth shut and San, sensing the sudden unease, stopped all his movements. You and Yeosang were stuck staring at each other for a bit, and carefully, awkwardly, he held up a bag and pointed at it.

"Haa, fuck," you cursed, rolled your eyes, and pointed at San's head. San turned his head just enough to see him, before he looked at you.

"Down?" He asks. He didn't specify what in particular, but with enough context, you were able to piece it together.

"In here?"

"Sure."

"Ugh," you groaned again. "If he is," you finally conceded. You looked out the back window again and, for whatever reason, Yeosang was still standing there. Of all the times to run into him it happened to be when your ex was balls deep into your pussy, of course. Wordlessly, San turned just enough to see him again and raised his hand up, motioning for Yeosang to come in. Yeosang, seemingly, took a deep breath and sighed. He looked at you, showing you a thumbs up and a look as if to ask if it was really okay, and with another roll of your eyes you nodded, and he shrugged, and he walked over. "God, it's about to get so cramped." You grumbled.

"Whatever, not the first time we fucked in this car," San groaned. You made a move to pull off of him, but he held you still while he leaned over and unlocked the car.

"I have, uh, waba grill," Yeosang slides in. "You look hungry, (Y/N)."

"A little, yeah," you nodded.

"Yo, you gonna join us or are you just here to fap?" San leans over to ask him. "Lock the car for me too."

"Yeah, yeah," Yeosang locks the car. "You cool if I join for sure, right?" He asks you.

"Woo might be mad that he's not here," you looked away for a moment.

"Aw, man, Woo doesn't have to know," San reasons.

"Well, whatever," Yeosang tosses his food onto the driver's seat and climbs in the back. "How far are we?"

"Three orgasms... was about to be four until you decided to look in here," you muttered.

"Whoops," Yeo pulls his shirt off and you look away.

"Yo," San whistles lowly.

"You guys suck," you mumbled and San pulled you off of him.

"I'll take a breather, you two have fun," San says. That's... different.

"Huh? You sure?" Yeosang asks and even you were surprised.

"Sure, last time you two get to fuck at least."

"Last?!" You both exclaimed.

"Yup, next time (Y/N) and I'll be official."

"In your dreams, Choi San," you rolled your eyes and turned Yeosang's face toward yours, capturing his lips with yours in an instant. Yeosang matched your rhythm quickly, holding onto your hips with a gentle grip while you moved on top of him.

"Oh," he mumbles. Yup, you both knew it, he was planning something. "Whatever, (Y/N), come here," he pulls you close to him and you press your lips to his.

Okay, you had to admit it, this wasn't the first time you and Yeosang fucked. The first time was because you both got drunk at a party. The second was because he picked you up from a failed date. And the third was now. And yet every time and with every partner, of course, you ended up comparing them to the jackass sitting behind you. Yeosang was gentler in his movements, he had control, easily, but he let you go through the motions. Even now, while you sank your hips onto his, you could feel the motions of him pushing you down too. You held onto both headrests on either side of you when he started to thrust into you, and you fought the urge to clamp your legs whenever he pushed into you just right. Your hands traced up his abdomen, wrapping around either side of his chest while you rode him, in some ways Yeosang was just perfect and if it hadn't been for San then maybe, maybe, this would've felt a little less cruel. Then, you felt San press his hand onto your back and he pushed you down onto Yeosang, close enough that you two nearly fell into a kiss.

"You know, (Y/N)," San whispers in your ear, pressing a small kiss to the shell of it too. "Yeo's had the biggest crush on you since we were kids."

"Come on, man, don't tell her about that," Yeosang's face twists in pleasure. He holds onto you tighter, thrusts becoming more pointed.

"The dude used to cum in socks thinking of you," San laughs. "What do you think? Pussy better than fabric?" San chides.

"San!" You tried to turn to glare at him, but his hand kept your head in place.

"And look at you two now, fucking in the backseat of my car," he continues to taunt. "How's it feel, Yeo?"

"Fuck you, San," Yeosang holds onto your hips tighter and you let out a breathy moan.

"Don't even listen to him," you pressed your lips against Yeosang's, and he kissed back, with both of your hips rolling against each other. Then you felt San's cock rub against you. And when you felt it push against your asshole, you broke off of Yeosang and buried your head in his neck, muffling your moan against his skin. "Fuck," you gripped onto Yeosang's arms and he groaned with every movement. Every time San pushed further into you, you ground down on Yeosang, and with every thrust you moved forward and back between them until he had finally settled in. You lightly chewed on Yeosang's skin, trying to get used to the feeling. Yeosang moaned under you, feeling the difference almost instantly.

"Shit," he clenches his jaw, holding back as much as he could.

"Don't be a little bitch," San growls, wrapping one arm around your torso and pulling you up against his chest, he thrusts into you and you grab onto his arm, your nails digging into his skin with every movement and Yeosang biting down on his hand to stop himself from cumming inside of you. "You cum in her and I'll make sure you regret it, Yeo," San says.

"I'm fucking trying, asshole," Yeosang makes a move to pull out of you but San pushes you down on his cock further.

"Oh god," your hands were on either side of Yeosang now, mind going blank from both cocks moving inside of you. Yeosang pressed open-mouth kisses against your skin, leaving it burning in its path. You turned your head so that you could whisper to him, being sure that only he could hear you.

"Fuck me like you got to me first," you said beneath a moan. Yeosang turns his head to look at you.

"Fuck it," Yeosang shakes his head and grips your thighs, pushing into you at a new pace to match San's, and you fell limp against him, fighting against his own strength to close your legs.

"Attaboy!" San was almost having too much fun with this. "Savor it, lover boy, this is the last time you get to try it." He could be so mean sometimes.

"Fuck! Oh, god, don't stop!" You felt your orgasm building up inside you again, your pussy clenched around Yeosang's cock and your hands dug into his hair while San constantly reminded you that he was there.

"Haa, shit," Yeosang cursed under you. From the way he was moving you could tell he was close and, fuck how amazing it would be to feel him. "Where?" Was all he could get out and, before you could even answer, San pulled you off of him and wrapped his arms under your legs to keep them open.

"Not inside, that's for sure," San said between grunts, he thrust into you at a faster pace now, not being held back by the previous resistance, and your head fell against his neck, just barely able to see through bleary eyes the way Yeosang jerked his cock. You felt your pussy clench around nothing, trying to get some kind of pleasure, any, and luckily Yeosang knew you better than you thought. His mouth wrapped over your clit, tongue circling around the sensitive nub while San continued to fuck into you, and when Yeosang pushed his tongue inside of you you knew you were done for. Your next orgasm hit you hard, so hard that you swear you blacked out for a second before getting pulled back to the reality that was San cumming in your ass. Your legs shook under his hold, and your breaths were heavy and hot. Yeosang sat up, wiping the cum from his chin as he did so.

"No more... I can't..." you shook your head and San pulled out of you slowly, watching the trail of cum follow his dick.

"Yeah, yeah," San was quiet, finally. Yeosang, meanwhile, reached over and grabbed his clothes.

"Well, I'm out," he pulls his shirt on.

"You're leaving already?" You asked with your eyes screwed shut.

"Yeah, exam," Yeosang rolls his eyes, wiping his dick off before shoving it back into his boxers. "Later," he steps into the passenger seat before unlocking the door, he looks back at San. "Also, you're an asshole."

"I know," San holds his hand up until Yeosang leaves. "You staying back here or moving up?"

"Ugh..." you turned so that your head laid on his chest, "can we just stay like this for a bit?"

"Sure," San's hand rests on your back now. "Too hard?"

"Like you care."

"Hey! I'm trying here," his hands rose up momentarily before settling on you again. You pressed a small kiss to his chest.

"Were you telling the truth about Yeo?"

"Oh yeah, big time," he nods.

"That's mean."

"Just how you like it."

"Fuck you."

"So soon?"

"I... ugh..." you closed your eyes again.

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Variety Interviews Ayo Davis, Meredith Roberts And Emily Hart On Disney Television Animation's 40th Anniversary And What To Expect On From The Past, Present And Future

40 years ago, Disney TVA was founded on the heels of challenging outcomes with features “The Fox and the Hound” and “The Black Cauldron.”

Initially, Disney TVA was restricted from using established Disney legacy characters, but nevertheless had huge successes with new shows like “The Wuzzles” and “Adventures of the Gummi Bears,” both of which became popular in syndication. As time went on, DTVA was able to use its limited rights to create shows like “DuckTales” and “TaleSpin,” which featured Disney characters. Today, the slate has evolved to include shows that travel across Disney’s streaming, linear and digital platforms, including Disney+, Disney Channel, Disney Junior and the Disney Parks

Over the 40 years of the studio has collaborated with Walt Disney Imagineering to bring beloved Disney Afternoon characters to the parks as well Mickey And Minnie's Runaway Railway and AquaMouse for the Disney Wish and Disney Treasure cruises from the Disney Cruise & Ships Line as well collaborating with Disney Yellow Two Shoes Team to redesing some heritage characters for the WDW Passholder Magnets.

Disney TVA characters also have gone to the realm of live action. In 2019 Disney Channel brought Kim Possible to the live action world as a Disney Channel Original Movie in 2019. In Spring 2022, Walt Disney Studios brought Chip 'n Dale: Rescue Rangers to a new generation of fans trought a meta-driven live action/animated hybrid film which won an Primetime Emmy Award for Best Feature Film.

In April 2024, it was announced that Kiara from The Lion King II: Simba's Pride created at Disney TVA will make her live action debut on the motion capture/computer animated film "Mufasa The Lion King" with the character being voiced by Blue Ivy Carter. In Fall 2023, it was announced that Blumhouse Television and Atomic Monster where developing a live action reboot of Gargoyles for Disney+.

The future of the studio looks bright as the studio is slated to debut it's 100th show overall "StuGo" in 2025, as well new interations of beloved classics like The Proud Family, Phineas And Ferb, Sofia The First and Darkwing Duck trought revivals,reboots and spin-offs in the coming years with early talks of new interations of TaleSpin, Kim Possible and Recess since Early 2023.

“We have a wildly diverse development slate because we don’t have a house style,” says Meredith Roberts, executive vice president, television animation, Disney Branded Television and CEO of Disney Television Animation “Our styles are creator-driven, so that allows for real support of the artist or creator to fulfill his or her vision. Anything is possible, whether it's CGI. (“Monsters at Work”), hand-drawn 2D (“Big City Greens”,"Primos","Hailey's On It!"), rig-based 2D (“Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur”,"Kiff") and stop-motion (“Mickey Saves Christmas”,"Rhona Who Lives By The River".). Roberts continues, “We really try and solve all the problems and develop it. We look at the scripts and the story arcs. Every project has to have a strategy behind it that will complement the slate and separate it from other things. Each project has a distinct swim lane to attract an audience. And we’ve learned to meet the kids where they are, in terms of streaming and YouTube.”

Co-viewing, the viewership that happens when adults sit down to watch a DTVA show with the kids in their lives, is part of the studio’s secret sauce and long-term strategy. Many of the shows are written with jokes and plot points for both audiences so both groups will return.

“We double down on the kids and family space,” says Roberts. “We’re not just dipping a toe in the water. We’re diving in. I think we’ve seen a lot of churn with the competition, who just don’t have the patience to develop and are for this audience, which is a very specialized kid audience and co-view audience.” ("The Witchverse", "Rhona Who Lives By The River","InterCats","Fantasy Sports") Roberts reflects: “I think one of the things I’m most proud of is how stable Disney TVA has been for the last 40 years despite a lot of outside churn of the animation industry. Many of our crews feel that Disney is their forever home. I think the excitement they have to illustrate and create with this brand has been terrific because it’s harder to be funny and clean. And nowhere are we tearing down people to get that laugh. I think that’s the beauty of a Disney animated show.”

DTVA also sought to meet kids where they are by making their audience — which is made up of the most diverse generation in history — feel seen, with series such as “Elena of Avalor,” which featured Disney’s first Latina princess, and “The Proud Family,” franchise focused on the life of a teenage Black girl.

“We do have an amazing insights team that are constantly in the field, giving us general information about how kids are watching content, what they’re into,” Emily Hart (VP of Current and Development - Disney Junior) says. “Some of those things are evolving, as we know the ways kids consume content is changing. But there are some universal truths about kids, and it’s great to have that reinforced. Kids still like a lot of the same things that we like. So, there’s a combination that we’re always tracking with every new idea, and we do pilot testing. We get to sit down and talk about the content, and we invite our creators in so they can see the kids talking about it because they’re the audience and they’re the truest test of if the story is going to work.”

Ayo Davis, president of the Disney Branded Television and VP of Current and Development at Disney Television Animation says the division is a “driving force” for memorable kids and family entertainment.

“All of us at Disney Branded Television are so proud of the studio’s 40-year legacy as it continues to entertain future generations with shows like ‘Kiff,’ ‘Big City Greens’ and ‘Mickey Mouse Clubhouse 2.0" --- Davis says.

Those creators who come to DTVA often stay for a long time, partnering with the studio on a variety of different projects or expanding on a hit and reimagining it for the next generation of viewers. “The Proud Family” was a standout in 2001 on Disney Channel. Creator and executive producer Bruce W. Smith is now working on the Emmy-winning “The Proud Family: Louder and Prouder,” which is based on the original series. The show follows Penny Proud as she navigates family life and her own childhood.

“Being at Disney TVA has allowed me to realize all my artistic dreams,” says Bruce W. Smith. “As a kid, you always have hopes, thoughts, dreams, ideas and characters that can help lay out those ideas in your head. Disney has allowed me to really tap into my creative instinct, at the end of the day, you have to learn how to trust yourself. Meredith Roberts has been a true shepherd for me in all of this, allowing me to stretch my wings. Because of her belief in me and my ideas, she’s really allowed me to blossom as an artist. All that happened at DTVA.”

“They really seem to be a place that welcomes your ideas,” Dan Povenmire says of Disney TVA. “They want to find people with real strong ideas of the stories they want to tell, and then they let them tell those stories for the most part. They seem to put storytelling and characters over anything. With [‘Phineas and Ferb’], we would write jokes for the kids and the adults in the room because we knew the adults would be there too. We were just careful not to do any double entendres.”

[ang0sgl4sses]

I just read M O T H by streetcat and need to yap about it

I needed a Kokonui fic, and streetcat delivered, the whole narrative just felt like accurate poetry to the escenary of the plot. (maybe another time i would actually write about the way the writing makes you feel the atmosphere)

it is placed in the bonten timeline, so you know its gonna have angst, but what i really liked was the different interactions Koko and Inupi had with Mikey, Sanzu and Draken.

i've been thinking about the ending a lot (i adored it, dont get me wrong), but mainly about the posibilities it had of the relationships that were built over the plot.

Case 1: Sanzu and Mikey

i think that to fully dive into their relationship we have to consider the manga, we know that part of the loyalty that Sanzu has for Mikey is because he knows about the first timeline, he knows about what shinichiro did and the consequences it had. Sanzu is loyal bc hes Mikeys childhoold friend, and knows the impact of everything Mikey has lost. His loyalty is a double edged sword; Sanzu cannot defy his king, he cannot stop him from selfdestructing, but if a better path is open, he will sugest it and defend his point until it's taken. Sanzu chose staying and being the one Mikey tainted with his dark impulses.

Sanzus derangement and volatile personality is a show of his original self and the tainted version of the timelines.

so, in MOTH i think is interesting how he will follow orders, almost killing koko and inupi without a second thought bc that was his order from his king; being uncomfortable when confronted with his own values and interests ; admiring kokonui relationship from afar and talking to inupi about it (like his friendship with koko during boten, sharing what he knows from what was said during high conversations), offering an alternative to Mikey of a plan that wouldnt risk Koko, and Mikey listening to him. Mikey has never doubt of Sanzus loyalty

Case 2: Mikey and Inupi

it is said along the story that inupis boldness towards Mikey was gonna get him killed, and true, he did put himself in riskier situations but he also knew what to share. From what he remembers from his teens, to what hes heard from Takemichy and Draken, he knows that Mikey was idolized, and to some extent that was one of the steps he needed to dehuminazing himself, the fact that everyone thought Mikey was unreachable made him believe it.

Inupi realizes that Mikey is in a situation similar to kokos (at least in the MOTHverse) and he confronts him, and Mikey listens mostly because of Draken.

he didint kill inupi because draken asked him to, but he helped inupi to save koko because he saw the same drive draken had for saving him, only that he cannot allowed it

Case 3: Mikey and Koko

Overall i think they dont have many interactions, bc at the beginning Mickey is hunting koko for being a traitor, but when the time comes, he pardons kokos and inupis lives. when Mikey questions koko for his choice and answers that he just wanted an excuse to be killed bc he was fucked up and tired, thats when he decided to let him go, because unlike mikey , when someone offered a hand to help koko, he accepted it

Case 4: Sanzu and Inupi

i loved that there was a point were inupi was like "oh, hes crazy crazy" and he was so angry for what Sanzu did to koko (beating him up and have all the intentions of killing inupi infront of him), and he was just trying to find safe ground, questioning the severness of his actions and the meaning of his loyalty

but then koko disappears and turns out that Sanzu is the only one inupi knows that could help him

Sanzu laughs at knive point bc he was genuinly surprised by inupi, and hes willing to go with whatever hes asking bc it was interesting, even if it didnt concern him, Sanzu listen to what inuppi had to say.

Also, I think that Inupi starts to give him some slack after Sanzu tells Mikey that there's a way to save Koko without the risk of killing him, thats when he realizes that genuinely, Sanzu follows orders, but he ain't stupid, he has his own criteria of what it is worth speaking up for, your not supposed to understand that criteria.

Case 5: Sanzu and Koko

we know that they spent time together because of bonten, but in MOTHverse, they are the closest they have to friends. They've shared things, so they know each other; that's why Sanzu knows he has to hunt for Inupi, and Koko knows that he's just following Mikeys orders, thus, it's useless trying to talking him out of killing them, but he tries nonetheless.

Sanzu is aware of this, and he convinces himself that he's okay with any outcome, because its his kings will, but we see, when he and Inupi talked, that he had some kind of affection for Koko, for all the years that they have known each other

[sanctum-of-ramshackle]

💀Date Night💫

[Synopsis]: Idia and Miyeon go out to a place not in Twisted Wonderland but some other dimension.

Canon x OC [Idia Shroud x Miyeon Choi]

[(A/N)]: I want to try this AU out and had to watch some episodes of the animated show just to get the vibe going. Also a few gifs are placed everywhere just to help visualize any action.

[(A/N #2)]: It’s another excuse for these two characters to get together.

[Mirror Chamber]

Idia: I’m not okay with this.

Miyeon: Don’t worry, Idia. I checked and double-checked. This is safe, and I even booked reservations for us to be in a secluded part of the clubhouse.

Idia: You did?

Miyeon: Yeah. I understand you’re still not comfortable being around others or being outside in general, but think of this as a simulation with just the two of us and the “NPCs” are not our concern. And this could be baby-steps for being out of your room longer. Which Ortho describes, in a way. The place is always packed and it’s pretty difficult to get in. I promise there won’t be bad news happening, but if there is, we’ll come back to NRC.

Idia: *Trying to hide his smile* What did I do to deserve you like an UR+ character?

Miyeon: Maybe it was the time I saved you and while helping me stay grounded.

[Idia and Miyeon arrived at the front of the club, and as they first entered inside, Choi checks them in.]

Daisy: Welcome to the House of Mouse. Have you made reservations?

Miyeon: Yes, actually. Under the name “Miyeon Choi” and on a date with my boyfriend. It’s our first time here.

Daisy: Right this way. *Points at the direction*

Donald: *Welcoming them* Hello, welcome to my club.

Miyeon: Thank you, sir.

[The couple walked through the crowd of guests and tables. Miyeon was amazed by the atmosphere and all of the whimsical characters.]

Miyeon: I have never seen such a dimension this…animated. Right, Idia?

Idia: *Sticking close to Miyeon* Y-Yeah…

Miyeon: Oh, found our table. I heard there’s a special going on tonight. How are you holding up?

Idia: I’m still readjusting to the new settings.

Miyeon: *Nods* Everything is gonna be okay. Just a night between us and let loose. Oh, I need to fix something up. Be right back.

[As Miyeon came out of the restroom, she was heading back to their table before seeing a huge cat character tormenting a staff employee.]

Miyeon: Oh hell no. *Teleports to the scene*

Pete: Once I get my hands on you, I’ll-

Miyeon: *Appears in front of the character and blocks the employee behind them* You’ll do what?

Pete: *Spooked by the appearance* Huh?!

Miyeon: Get your filthy gloved hands away from this staff worker. Who the HELL do you think you are?

Pete: I'm Pete. The landlord and owner of this building-

Miyeon: 난 신경 안 써 [nan singyeong an sseo] (I don't give a fuck).

Pete: *Offended* Are you mocking me?

[The commotion starts gaining everyone’s attention.]

Snow White: Oh dear.

Aladdin: Another fight happening?

Alice: Should we get somebody?

Miyeon: No, I said I don't care. You were insulting this kid while they’re just doing their job and you even threaten them. How about you leave before something happens, okay?

Pete: Bah! You think you’re so tough protecting this one.

Miyeon: That’s my job. I protect people and their realities. I even know what will happen in your future. Failure after failure attempting to win everything when your rival, Mickey is the true winner. You know that trope where true villains actually lose? I know you will, and it’s a fact.

Pete: *Furious* Why you… *Throws a punch*

Miyeon: *Opens a portal*

Miyeon: Wrong move, tubby.

Pete: *Holds his bruised face* How?!

Miyeon: Training and experience. I’ll tell you again, leave this place. You’re scaring everyone here.

Pete: *Throws in another punch*

Miyeon: *Catches his fist and grips it tightly* Go ahead. Hit me. See what nightmare-inducing dimension I can bring you to.

Pete: *Yanks his arm back and holds his aching hand* This isn’t gonna be the last time you’ll hear from me.

[Pete the Cat rushes out of the club.]

Miyeon: Fucking asshole. Hey, are you okay?

MC/Yuu/[Y/N]: Yeah, I went through worse things. But thanks.

Miyeon: You don’t seem like you’re a cartoon or anything. Which world are you from?

MC/Yuu/[Y/N]: Twisted Wonderland.

Miyeon: Oh my god. Another me?

MC/Yuu/[Y/N]: ???

Miyeon: I’m Miyeon Choi. Also from Twisted Wonderland and a temporary professor teaching at NRC.

MC/Yuu/[Y/N]: You’re kidding. How are you able to handle students?

Miyeon: I’m the Master of Eldritch Magic back in my original world and handled some hard-asses during my times of defending my world’s reality.

MC/Yuu/[Y/N]: Why are you here?

Miyeon: I’m on a date with Idia.

MC/Yuu/[Y/N]: Idia?!

Miyeon: Well, my Twisted Wonderland’s Idia. We’re having a night out as we take turns trying something new every once in a while.

MC/Yuu/[Y/N]: So you’re what? Another me who is actually powerful?

Miyeon: I wouldn’t say powerful. Just experienced from times I fought against greater enemies.

Goofy: MC/Yuu/[Y/N]! You’re needed at Table 7!

MC/Yuu/[Y/N]: Oh my god! The Great Seven are coming.

Miyeon: Wait. They come here? Like actually here?

MC/Yuu/[Y/N]: Yes, and I’m the only one who can tolerate them. It’s cool meeting you and thanks again for saving me.

Miyeon: No problem. It was also nice meeting you. I have to go back to my date.

Miyeon: Jagiya! Sorry for leaving you alone. A staff member was in trouble and I couldn’t help but- *Sees her boyfriend shaking* Idia, what’s wrong? You looked like you found out your favorite anime got canceled.

Idia: *Eyes at the direction*

Miyeon: *Follows his view*

[The two were sitting by the Great Seven at their table.]

Miyeon: Oh. Okay, don’t mind them.

Idia: How? How are they here?

Miyeon: We’re in another dimension and they could only and possibly be around here than back home. Lets just order something to ease off tonight.

[As the night continues, Miyeon and Idia are enjoying the music performance and animation (mostly Idia giving commentary on every skit) and each other’s company.]

Idia: Miyeon-shi. Do you want to hang out back in my room? I-I’m sure it’s late back at NRC and you’re busy with no time for me…

Miyeon: Oh Idia, you don’t have to be nervous. Of course I’ll hang out with you more. Plus I’m sure Grim is having a fun sleepover with the ADeuce duo.

[Then all of a sudden, Pete the Cat brought his goons into the club.]

Donald: HAH?!! What’s the big problem?! You can’t enter here! *He gets thrown aside by Pete*

Pete: Where is that wizard lady? *Spots Miyeon at their table* Found you. Get’em boys!

[The goons rush over to the table, ready to strike at the Eldritch Master.]

Idia: *Sees the goons* Miyeon? What did you do this time?

Miyeon: My Universe, don’t worry. I got everything under control. *Sips some of their mocktail*

[They crash into a portal mimicking mirror shards that start rippling and disappeared into the Mirror Dimension.]

Miyeon: Trying to attack me after what I told you. *Deactivates the spell*

Pete: Huh?! How?!!

Miyeon: I’m one of the most powerful magic users back in my original world. I learned from the best ones, too. Now… *Cracks their neck and knuckles* Still want to hit me?

Idia: *Behind Miyeon and mouthing “Run” to the cartoon cat*

[Pete runs away in fear from Miyeon and exits out of the club for tonight.]

Pete: *From a distance* This isn’t over!

???: Huh. Not bad, kid.

Idia & Miyeon: *Turns their heads to the mysterious person and are surprised* Lord of the Underworld?!/Hades?!

Hades: The one and only. I watched what you did and I’m impressed.

Miyeon: Uh thanks. I hope I didn’t cause too much trouble and disturbing everyone’s night.

Hades: No way. It’s been a while since actual excitement happened here. Plus, I heard from a little imp that you saved our favorite staff worker.

Miyeon: Oh, MC/Yuu/[Y/N]. I couldn’t pass by after what I witnessed. You know, my morals as a protector.

Hades: Yeah, I hear you. So why are you here?

Miyeon: *Holds Idia’s hand* I’m on a date with my Idia.

Idia: *Blushes hard by the gesture* Miyeon…!

Hades: Really? Count yourself lucky. I tried to set my Idia up with MC/Yuu/[Y/N].

Idia & Miyeon: Seriously?

Hades: It’s a long story. You two have a great date night. *Walks back to his table* In your faces, guys!

Idia: Miyeon, can we go back? To my room?

Miyeon: Yeah. After tonight’s event, I’ll pay for everything.

[Back in Twisted Wonderland]

[Idia and Miyeon were quiet during the walk back to the Ignihyde Dormitory.]

Miyeon: Tonight did not go as planned.

Idia: I can’t believe we interacted with one of the Great Seven. What kind of seasonal event is this?

Miyeon: I didn’t expect that either. It may take a while until our next date night.

Idia: Yeah, a while.

Miyeon: …Idia, I’m sorry I ruined our night out. I should have ignored the problem but I couldn’t. It just happened.

Idia: Miyeon-shi, I don’t blame you. You’re a hero back in your world, but sometimes you need to let other normies do their things.

Miyeon: Hmm. Wonder who taught you that. *Smiles smugly at their boyfriend*

Idia: U-Uhh…A good teacher…

Miyeon: Let’s just relax in your room. I’m dead tired from that fight. *Holds their hand out to Idia*

Idia: *Anxiously reaches and grabs her hand*

Miyeon: Don’t worry. Nobody is awake now. Come on. *Ushers Idia back to his room*

[The two then spend the rest of the night together.]

💫[Reblogs are appreciated and helps create more content]✨

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[androxys]

Task Force What? An Incomplete (Yet Still Very Long) Guide to Some of the DCU’s Government Groups [Part 2]

Welcome back to my writeup on 13 of the DCU's government organizations. Recognizing that everything in Part 1 was a ton of information to parse through, here’s a rough timeline of some of the groups’ movements and reorganizations. This time, I’ve put important people’s names in bold so you can track them. Again, much thanks to my editors and beta readers.

Part 1: Organization Descriptions and Histories

Part 2: Timeline

Part 3: Reading Suggestions

1940s-1980s

During WWII, Squadron S earns the nickname “The Suicide Squad” due to its high morality rate. Rick Flag Sr. is brought in to turn the squadron around, eventually making it a highly decorated and effective unit.

Senator McCarthy tries to force the Justice Society of America to unmask. They refuse, instead choosing to go into hiding.

Without the Justice Society to protect the U.S. from “extraordinary” threats, the President authorizes the creation of Task Force X. This group consisted of two wings: Argent and The Suicide Squad.

Rick Flag Sr. is killed in action during a Suicide Squad mission. This version of the Squad is disbanded.

Control, the leader of Argent, kills someone involved in JFK’s assassination. He subsequently directs Argent to go underground.

A new version of the Suicide Squad is formed, led by Rick Flag Jr. This version disbands after a mission in Cambodia. Flag’s supervisor reveals that the Squad was ultimately doomed anyway due to budget cuts.

At some point during the Cold War, Spyral is formed by the U.N., led by Otto Netz.

Project Cadmus is founded.

Sarge Steel becomes a leader in, if not the director of, the Central Bureau of Intelligence.

Katherine Webb Kane becomes Batwoman to try to uncover Batman’s identity for Spyral.

The Agency is founded by Valentina Vostok. The Agency’s work includes Project: Peacemaker.

Roy Harper joins the Central Bureau of Investigation. He meets Jade Nguyen through his work with the CBI.

Katherine Webb Kane is apparently killed by Ben Turner, the Bronze Tiger, while he is under the control of the League of Assassins.

Otto Netz is revealed to be a double agent and is imprisoned.

Mr. Bones is a quasi-member of Infinity Inc., legacy heroes springing from the Justice Society. 

1980s-2000s

Amanda Waller presents her plan to reactivate Task Force X. This new Suicide Squad will use supervillains for high risk, covert missions. The Agency will be brought into Task Force X and subsequently reorganized as Checkmate, though Project: Peacemaker remains independent.

Rick Flag Jr. is made field leader of the Suicide Squad. Ben Turner, seeking atonement, becomes his second in command.

Sarge Steel is officially the Director of the Central Bureau of Investigation.

Harry Stein is made King of Checkmate.

Amanda Waller and her Suicide Squad discover the remenants of Argent. With the majority of its members gone, Argent is officially declared to be disbanded.

The Janus Directive occurs. Massive reorganizations happen. 

Task Force X is dissolved as an umbrella organization. 

Amanda Waller is left in charge of the Suicide Squad. 

Harry Stein remains as King of Checkmate, but they are forced to relocate. Project Peacemaker is incorporated into Checkmate. 

Sarge Steel is made the Director of Metahuman Affairs, and is the direct supervisor for all other metahuman related agencies. He continues to oversee the Central Bureau of Investigation.

Amanda Waller disbands her Suicide Squad.

After the death of Superman, Project Cadmus tries to clone him. This results in the creation of Superboy.

Project Cadmus fires “mad scientist” Dabney Donovan.

A “clone plague” begins to affect Project Cadmus creations. This is revealed to be the creation of Dabney Donovan, who kills Paul Westfield.

Mickey Cannon becomes the new head of Project Cadmus. He keeps Dabney Donovan as an imprisoned scientific advisor and brings in geneticist Serling Roquette.

Harry Stein resigns as King of Checkmate. Phil Kramer and Kalia Cambell are made King and Queen, respectively.

Roy Harper leaves the CBI.

Mr. Bones is made the Director of the Department of Extranormal Operations.

Cameron Chase joins the Department of Extranormal Operations.

The Department of Extranormal Operations subcontracts A.P.E.S members Donald Fite and Ishido Maad for a recovery mission.

Lex Luthor becomes president. 

Amanda Waller replaces Sarge Steel as Secretary of Metahuman Affairs in the Luthor Administration.

Knightwatch, a more militaristic branch of the Department of Extranormal Operations, protects the U.S. President from metahuman threats.

Director Bones manipulates the Justice Society into going against Kobra on the DEO’s behalf. This is not well received by the JSA.

Lex Luthor starts the Human Defense Corps to try to build a non-metahuman response team to extraordinary threats.

The Central Bureau of Investigation is absorbed into the Department of Extranormal Operations.

Sarge Steel becomes the head of the Department of Metahuman Affairs, a subdivision of the DEO.

Sasha Bordeaux is recruited into Checkmate by Jessica Midnight.

David Said is promoted to King

Helena Bertinelli is blackmailed by David Said into accepting a position as a Queen in Checkmate.

Lex Luthor leaves the White House. Amanda Waller subsequently leaves her position as Secretary for Metahuman Affairs.

Director Bones and Cameron Chase recruit Kate Spencer, the Manhunter, to work for the Department of Extranormal Operations.

Maxwell Lord becomes Black King of Checkmate.

Infinite Crisis happens. 

Maxwell Lord kills Ted Kord once Kord uncovers Lord’s plot to use Checkmate against metahumans. 

Sasha Bordeaux sends Batman evidence of Kord’s death, leading Lord to activate the OMACs to try to exterminate all Checkmate agents and metahumans on Earth.

Maxwell Lord is killed by Wonder Woman.

One Year Later

After Checkmate is rechartered as a U.N. organization, Amanda Waller is made White Queen. Due to her involvement in the Luthor White House, the U.N. only agrees to let Waller into Checkmate if she does not run operations. This means she cannot run any operations. The other initial leaders of this new Checkmate are Sasha Bordeaux, Alan Scott, and Taleb Beni Khalid.

Wonder Woman joins the Department of Metahuman Affairs in her new identity as Diana Prince.

Alan Scott resigns from Checkmate, tapping his Bishop–Michael Holt–to be the new White King.

Despite being prohibited from running operations, Amanda Waller reactivates a Suicide Squad and begins Operation: Salvation Run.

Once other Checkmate officials find out what Amanda Waller is up to, she is forced to resign from Checkmate. However, by that point, most supervillains had been deported via Operation: Salvation Run.

Squad K is developed out of the Human Defense Corps to specifically deal with Kryptonian threats.

After the events of Brightest Day, Maxwell Lord returns to life. He erases most of the world’s memory of him and begins a discrediting campaign against Checkmate in an attempt to regain power.

Talia al Ghul creates the Leviathan Organization. She frees Otto Netz from his imprisonment so that he can assist Leviathan.

Batman Incorporated begins to move against Leviathan, clearing the organization out of St. Hadrian’s Finishing School for Girls.

Damian Wayne kills Otto Netz to save Batman from a trap.

The New 52 Happens

Spyral takes control of St. Hadrian’s

Katherine Webb Kane reveals that she faked her death to lead Spyral in secret.

A.R.G.U.S. is founded to support metahumans at the federal level.

Dick Grayson is unmasked as Nightwing, and is recruited by Helena Bertinelli to be an agent of Spyral.

Bertinelli and Grayson leave Spyral. Tiger becomes the new Patron of Spyral.

[emmavzlsblog]

Imagines

What genres do i writes about:

Smut(threesome)

Fluff

Angst

What i write:

Boy X Girl

Girl X Girl

Boy X Girl X Boy

Girl X Boy X Girl

What i don't write:(smut)

incest,non-con(rape),anything with pain,

What i do write:(smut)

oral(f! and m! receiving),threesome,lesbian sex,non protected sex(wrap it b4 you tap it!),use of sextoys(such as strapon for lesbian sex,dildo,maybe cockring,double sided dildo,you get it!),i will write different position(69,missionary,doggy style,cowgirl,reverse cowgirl).I will also write facesitting,fingering,bondage...

Who i write for:

Teen Wolf:

Stiles Stilinski,Scott Mccall,Liam Dunbar,Theo Raeken,Peter Hale, Derek Hale,Isaac Lahey,Malia Tate/Hale,Lydia Martin,Alison Argent,Kira Yukimura,Erica Reyes,Hayden Romero,Brett Talbot,Aiden,Cora Hale,Jordan Parrish,Tracy Stewart.

Outer Banks:

Sarah Cameron,John B Routledge,JJ Maybank,Kiara "Kie" Carrera,Rafe Cameron,Pope Heyward,Cléo,Barry.

The maze runner:

Newt,Thomas,Brenda,Teresa,Aris,Minho,Gally,Harriet,Sonya.

Not Okay (2022 movie):

Danni Sanders,Colin,Rowan.

American Assassin:

Mitch Rapp.

Twilight Saga:

Bella Swan,Edward Cullen,Jacob Black,Alice Cullen,Rosalie Hale,Emmett Cullen,Jasper Hale, Benjamin,Seth Clearwater,Leah Clearwater,Jared,Embry Call,Quil Atera,Paul.

Scream:

Billy Loomis,Stu Macher,Sydney Prescott, Tatum Riley,Dewey Riley,Gale Weathers,Randy Meeks,Mickey Altieri,Roman Bridger,Mark Kindcaid,Jill Roberts,Kirby Reed,Olivia(Scream 4 forgot her last name😭),Wes Hicks,Sam Carpenter,Tara Carpenter,Chad Meeks, Mindy Meeks,Amber Freeman,Richie Kirsch,Ethan Landry,Quinn Bailey,Anika.

To request:

make sur you to put everything when you request...

Like what action do you want them to do,what place,and as for some character,precise what era you want like for Samantha in Scream precise if you want her in the scream 5 or in the 6 because she is totally different in those two movies...

Writer's note:

Don't hesitate to request i'm not in school rn since it's summer vacantion so i have a lot of free time.I'm not a machine wich means i will need a bit of time to write your resquets,but i can assure you,i will try my best to do ALL of your resquets. XOXO emma

[weclassybouquetfun]

Universal's THE FALL GUY has premiered to middling box office. Which is unfortunate. It's a fun and funny film.

In the past few months, I have seen an interesting mix of action films. MONKEY MAN Is superior. It's incredible. THE MINISTRY OF UNGENTLEMANLY WARFARE is great fun - one of the best Guy Ritchie films in a while. ARGYLLE was awful. I hate the use of sped up action and Matthew Vaughn needs to be brought before The Hauge for his overuse of it. BOY KILLS WORLD uses it, too, which is unfortunate, but at least everything else works (to a degree). It certainly has the feel of a cult film. The entire time I was watching I thought, "This would kill at Beyond Fest or Fantastic Fest". It's a bit too off-kilter so you really had to adjust my thinking of it.

But THE FALL GUY is not really like those films. Action-packed to be sure, but in the vein of the JOHN WICK films, they are more about stunts, falls, punches etc; than gun violence and bloodshed. Which makes sense as director/producer David Leitch (ATOMIC BLONDE, DEADPOOL 2, BULLET TRAIN, JOHN WICK franchise ) is a former stuntman. This film - aside from being a reboot of the 80's television series starring Lee Majors - is a love letter to the stunt community and a not so silent campaign for the stunt community to be recognized by the Academy of Motion Pictures Arts and Sciences (AMPAS).

Leitch & Co. have made sure that this roll-out to this film has centered Stunts.

Compilation of their promotion of stunt people: Ryan Gosling on Jimmy Kimmel, stunts on the red carpet at the L.A. premiere and a demo of stunts at the L.A premiere.

SPOILERS FOR THE FALL GUY. MORE SPOILERS THAN THE (ALLEGED) FILLERS IN RYAN GOSLING'S FACE.

What is it about: The film is about stuntman Colt Seavers (Ryan Gosling), who suffers an on-set accident, which ends his career as the #1 stuntman for actor Tom Ryder (Aaron Taylor-Johnson).

With Colt's career goes his relationship with Jody (Emily Blunt), a camerawoman.

Eighteen months later, Colt is beckoned by Ryder's producing partner Gail Meyers (Hannah Waddingham)

to work stunts on Tom's new film with first-time director Jody at the helm.

When Tom goes missing, Gail implores Colt to locate him before the studio shuts down production, which will destroy Jody's career. With Jody's career at stake Colt begrudgingly throws himself into locating Tom, which drags him into the dodgy lifestyle the actor he's been doubling has been into.

WHAT I LOVED

-Ryan Gosling is incredible at comedy. Most people discovered that with BARBIE, but those who loved THE NICE GUYS knew that. Or maybe even saw his promise in THE MICKEY MOUSE CLUB and YOUNG HERCULES.

The humour doen't stick the way THE NICE GUY does, but it is still an extremely funny film. The film is very self-referential and meta, so the comedy works more if you know about the issues surrounding the entertainment industry and the stunt community. If you don't, the jokes are still there, but may not land as well as it would if you understood the reference.

-Emily Blunt can have chemistry with a sponge, so it makes it very easy to care about Jody and Colt's relationship, despite we get very little time with them as a couple. Because of how great they are individually as portraying lost love, you really do root for these crazy kids to reconcile.

-Something that may very seem like a point against it, is something I count as an asset - it is extremely meta. People may find that anvilicious, but as a film that throws restraint out the window - doesn't even bother acting as if it has restraint - it's easy to lean into it. You have a script supervisor advising Jody to make the in-film character do a wall of exposition about how there is no third act, while in the film Jody is really dealing with the fact that her film has no third act; which is a reference to big blockbusters being filmed without a finished script.

Or Jody talking with Colt about if she should do a split-screen effect, while Jody and Colt are in the split-screen . You just have to embrace it.

And as much as it is a full-throated love letter to stunt and a cry to have them recognized by the Academy (there is even an end-credit song that is all about how stunts is deserving of gold), the film is a love letter to movies with Colt and his stunt coordinator Dan (Winston Duke) reciting movie quotes to each other. There is even a point in the film where Colt says something profound to Jodie and he's trying to figure out if he made it up or if it was a quote. It's a gorgeous film for people who love movies.

They even call out stunts by other films and seemingly recreate them. It's great.

Gael Garcia Bernal did a Criterion Closet pull and he lamented on how there are no longer movies like Y TU MAMA TAMBIEN that make you come out of the cinema that makes you want to live and have sex and love and enjoy people. While THE FALL GUY may not make you want to have sex, it is a big, bold, film that makes you think back at classics that were all about the indomitable spirit of the reluctant hero and of the hero trying to get their love. It really does feel a Valentine to cinema as a whole.

-Colt literally being made into a fall guy by Gail. Genius!

-The fact that the "Miami Vice" reference had a pay off and ties into Universal Studios' long running stunt shows.

Gosling popping up at Universal's stunt show.

WHAT I DIDN'T LOVE

-They had Blake Shelton remake the series theme song, "The Unknown Stuntman" which was performed by the 80s series lead Lee Majors (who cameos in the film, along with his costar Heather Thomas), but they took out all the references to celebrities. And since this film is all about Colt's love for Jodie, the song has been retooled to make it more a dedication to their love, then the love of stunts and leading ladies.

Thankfully, there are great songs in the tracks, especially Yungblood's cover of Kiss's "I Was Made for Loving You".

[misrepresentedmorallygrey]

And Round 1 is Done!

PROPAGANDA

"Picture this: the love of your life betrays you and causes your death, then you're brought back to life later against your will and your lover is with your reincarnation. Anyone would feel bitter! She tries her best to keep living her half life and helping people. She's hated just because she's not the main character and gets in the way of the show's OTP."

"Kikyo was such an interesting character. She was murdered by the villain, who tricked both her and her love interest into thinking the other had betrayed them, brought back to life against her will only to find that fifty years had passed, the world had moved on without her, her baby sister was now an old woman, and she'd been condemned to an awful half-life in an unfeeling clay body where she was stuck in her worst moments and basically a vengeful spirit, but she eventually managed to move past it, gave up her one chance at getting revenge on her murderer to save the life of a child, and achieved some measure of inner peace before she died for good. But, she also has the misfortune of being the first love of the male lead, so of course the only thing anyone seems to care about is how she supposedly did him dirty and wasn't good enough for him. The whole fandom is chock full of meta posts about how she didn't trust Inuyasha enough and should have known he'd NEVER betray her like that. Meanwhile, Inuyasha fell for it just as easily when the villain framed HER for attacking HIM, but nobody ever tries to claim that HE didn't trust HER enough. (For further context, when she thought he'd betrayed her, she retaliated by pinning him to a tree and putting him in an enchanted sleep. He retaliated by destroying her village.) In at least 90% of the fanfics that she appears in at all, she's either the Bad Girlfriend or the Evil Ex, who either previously or is currently abusing the hero, or cheating on him, or trying to coerce him into turning human, or dating him for years only to break up with him by telling him he disgusts her because of his demon blood (huh???), none of which she did in the actual canon, solely so the preferred love interest can swoop in and kiss it all better. People will claim they're just making valid criticisms of her actions (which, to be fair, aren't always great), or saying she didn't properly earn her redemption (which is actually pretty standard for a shounen series) because she didn't apologize enough, but them multiple male characters who did far worse than she did somehow miraculously managed to escape the constant criticisms that she's subjected to, this despite having a so-called redemption that's literally just "He stopped eating people because he wanted to get into the heroine's pants", and remain very popular characters both in their own right and as alternate ships for the female lead. The double standards are so glaringly obvious, yet people will bend over backwards and jump through mental hoops that would give a gold-medal Olympics gymnast pause to insist that they're being completely objective and fair and that this isn't just about trying to score points in a ship war or holding female characters to completely different standards from male characters."

Kairi Propaganda

"The Kingdom Hearts game series is about Mickey Mouse battling the forces of Darkness with an alliance of fashionable anime boys. Kairi is a major character, and one of the few female characters. She is part of a trio of childhood best friends, with the protagonist Sora and their other friend Riku (who had a villain arc and then a redemption arc). Though Kairi is constantly and clumsily sidelined by the canon narrative, she arguably has more backstory going on than any other major characters. She is a refugee from another planet. She implicitly lost her beloved grandma at five years old in the traumatic destruction of their hometown. She was kidnapped and experimented on by an evil wizard-scientist—she escaped thanks to having a magic charm that basically teleported her to her soulmate(s). Then she had to adjust to living on a new planet and being adopted by a new family. In the very first game, when she's 14, she turns out her pure heart is one of 7 in the entire universe to be free of Darkness—she shows a full emotional spectrum of fear, sadness, frustration, defeat, but she isn't vulnerable to corruption. In KH2, she becomes one of the Chosen Ones who wield a magical weapon called a Keyblade. She loves her friends very much, and she has the unique talent to instantly recognize them even when they've been transformed into monsters. She has saved them several times with nothing but the Power Of Love in her heart randomly manifesting in, like, telepathy and teleportation and resurrection—she doesn't even consciously know that she has powers, her love is just so great that it's accepted as a tangible force of nature. She is frustrated and ashamed by her role as a damsel in distress, and she wishes to be stronger and combat-capable so that she join her male friends on their adventures instead of waiting around where it's safe. Also she was kidnapped by an evil assassin clown who's ten years older than her, and then they became friends. NOT ONLY does the fandom plug its ears and claim there is nothing interesting about this character and no potential in her story—Kairi has been demonized by the fandom for about 20 years. Somehow Kairi is useless and boring while also being a Mary Sue at the same time. She was called a bitch and a slut and a whore. She was hated for wearing too much pink and wielding a girly weapon with a floral design. She was criticized as a slut for wearing a short skirt, and for THE PLAYER being able to manipulate the camera into a contrived angle to look up her skirt to see her panties in the first edition of KH2. You can find nearly 20-year-old fanfiction and fanart of her being twisted into an evil schemer driving her friends apart, and of her being gleefully brutalized and insulted. Haters STILL comb for every crumb to make elaborate anti-canon theories about why she's an agent of evil, even though canon has FIRMLY ESTABLISHED for TWENTY YEARS since the very beginning that she's THE ONE CHARACTER incapable of growing Darkness in her heart. The theory is that she exists only as a puppet sent by the main villain to sabotage her friends (the plot for two out of the four main female characters) for all ten years of their friendship. The theory is that she's been using her powers to force her friends to love her—and their Power Of Friendship that is the EMOTIONAL BACKBONE OF THE STORY, and THE MAJOR FORCE OF GOOD IN THEIR UNIVERSE, and THE MOST CONSISTENT MOTIVATION FOR THE HEROES is all Just Misdirection LOL building up to a shitty Plot Twist. The theory is that she's secretly a custom-manufactured Chirithy (a cute talking animal companion that serves and guides humans)—and not a human girl with her own natural feelings and aspirations. AND THEN after stripping her of every important trait and role, these fans claim they're making Kairi more important and interesting than she is in canon. I don't know what causes the fandom to so desperately hate a sweet 14-year-old girl who literally canonically never did anything wrong."

[wrinkly-fucking-qtip]

Prologue: Happily Ever After

A take in Mickey's stream of consciousness in 7x11. This is a prologue to a series of chapters I'll (hopefully) be writing near the future about Mickey's life in México. This particular scene is important, and I don't think I need to explain why, as there are a lot of reasons story wise and production wise (what could've been the definitive end to Ian and Mickey). I hope I conveyed Mickey's thoughts/actions in the most In-Character way I could muster. This wouldn't be possible without the many insightful posts I read in Tumblr and the many conversations (rants!!!) I've had with two lovely people I met there. They've shaped my thought process. I hope you enjoy!

-> read full thing in AO3

-> sneak peek:

Sit.

Finish the disguise. Fix the hair. Lover sees you. Tackle automatic gear shift. Hands on the wheel. Pass by your Lover. Your eyes crystalline. Avoid your now Half's muddied green stare. It's too painful to bear. It almost looks like the dull grass around you. On the other side, too. There's too much grass. Your stubble doesn't matter. Sport it with your broken heart.

Drive.

You're leaving all behind you. All. A Half and a lifetime of stars, of dreams, of sun. The bare confession from last night is now stored in the glove compartment. Drive. Don't look back. You aren't the one now. Not anymore. You can't let Him look. Dissociate. Drive. Automatic gear shift. Automated motion.

Dissonance.

Automatic drive. Automatic. Gas pedal, automatic drive. Automated thought. Drive up the road. Get to the gate. Automated. Brain muscle memory. Focus on the straight lines. Drive straight. Look straight. Straight ahead. Automatic shift. Your brain becomes the pedal.

Look through mirrors. The rearview mirror. Figure out blind spots.

Don't look back. Only ahead. You'll crash if you don't.

Up ahead is the law. Play it cool. Build the facade.

Cops draw closer. But you don't fear them. What are you to them? A crossdresser trying to cross. A convict across the border? No, that's what you hope they don't see. Sugar them. Use your piercing blues. Or don't. Don't acknowledge them. Hope they'll let you slip to the other side. Away. Away from Pain. Away from home. Home. You're leaving your Home. But that shouldn't scare you more than the cops. Focus on the day.

Today is dry, but you need wiper blades for your eyes.

Hey, look ahead. Wipe, or you'll crash. Tears are your blind spot.

They can't see you. They can't see Mikhailo Milkovich, only Mickey.

What does your fake ID say? Do you see? A double-edged sword, your name. But what can they see? What facade can they see? The hair or your five-o'clock shadow? The bracelet or your sturdy hands? The dress or your hidden chest? When does the crimson in the clothes blend with your seething blood? You focus on the sharp grip of the wheel. Bold ink against the pallor. Drive. Automated thought.

[nat20critfail]

I really wanted to like the new doctor who, but, boy. Is it a mess.

For full awareness, I want to say that I didn't watch much of Jodie Whittaker's seasons. Or, I stopped somewhere near the end I think. I got incredibly pissed off at the "giving the master to the Nazis" episode and couldn't forgive all the plot transgressions anymore. (Nothing worse than people saying the seasons were bad because she's a woman btw. Her acting was fine, I was excited for a female doctor, the writing was just not great).

But this new season...

First of all, I know that doctor who has always been cheesy. The first episode of nine's season has Mickey being eaten by a sentient alien garbage can. The garbage can takes him somewhere I guess, and then spits out the infamous plastic copy that rose doesn't think twice about. There's a certain suspension of disbelief that goes into watching the show.

But wtf are goblins? They look kinda like elves, they're wearing Santa hats, okay, cool, I get the play. And they're flying in the sky in a wooden space ship. Okay...interesting. and the ship is run with ...knots. rope knots. It's not magic though! It's just coincidence-based science that the doctor doesn't understand yet. I mean, up until two seconds ago he knew approximately everything about the goblins and was teaching Ruby about how they eat people and are drawn to coincidences. Or just want to eat babies that have been...involved in coincidences? It makes it tastier? The Doctor I know would care that they eat babies, maybe argue with them a bit about it, make more of a deal about keeping the baby safe rather than looking at it and going "cool" because the goblins are just singing so well.

And the song. The song is about 50% of the worst part and it's so immersion breaking. The immersion breaking is doubled once the Doctor and Ruby join in. Maybe it's supposed to tie into the maestro being the big bad or something?

Okay, actually. I think it was written by AI. The background was good honestly, that's the part written by Gold, but as soon as the vocals hit I was so immediately immersion breaking. I just looked it up and it says Davies wrote it but I'm not sure I believe it. Like the rhymes are so simple, and it's sort of just a list. And why would they be saying that the goblin king isn't a myth?? Either they know they're singing to an audience or it was never looked at after being written once. Also it's so clearly filmed for a music video it's embarrassing.

AND 60 MINUTES????? FOR WHAT???? the actual action is so fast paced, the monster of the week is explained in a few bullet points at the end, and yet the filler is all over the place, and it lasts so long. The woman that the doctor "saves" from a falling snowman head, who's really just doing her shopping...what's the point of that? Why are they sitting there arguing about whether or not Ruby's mom is suspicious about what's going on? They're acting like it's an emergency one minute and forget about it the next. WHY ARE WE SUPPOSED TO CARE THAT GRANDMA HASN'T GOTTEN A CUPPA?! Things are repeated so often (and so plainly) it makes me feel like I'm watching a show made for children, and hey, maybe I am.

And this is just the first episode! Or, I guess, the Christmas episode. I didn't watch it when it first came out so I thought I was watching the first one. But still! I honestly think they (kind of) get progressively better. But I'm not even that sure.

Another thing, the fact that they seem to kill all of the goblins entirely, and they don't even try diplomacy, really bothers me, if not all the more for the second episode! I think I'm going to have to come back to talk about the second since this is already so long but...yeah.

[mxtantrights]

we could listen to Fleetwood Mac

steve harrington x black!reader the song used: over and over

Robin was right. Well she was always right about things but this, she was right about this, about you and Steve. Or that there could be a you and Steve if you just mustered up the confidence to let him know your feelings.

That was closer to happening when pigs fly.

Still, Robin was right.

Sitting in the corner of the arcade all by himself was Steve. Headphones wrapped around his head and off in his own world. You see him bop his head back and forth to an upbeat tempo.

Typical Steve.

In a perfect world you would walk up to him and tell him. Just tell him that you like him, have liked him for a while now, and even if your confession leads to nothing you got it off your chest. Honesty and all that.

But this wasn't a perfect world. Along with the fact sometimes Steve tells you things that don't make sense or can't really be explained. Like how he got beat up by Billy Hargrove but won't explain why (other than him being a big pile of steaming testicles). Or why the kids he babysits are always checking up on him, if he has any phantom pains.

Okay this wasn't a perfect world. But you could still tell him.

The bench he's sitting on creaks and takes you out of thought. He's turned to you now, headphone pulled off one of his ears. His arm resting on the top of the wooden plank. And theres that smile that did you in all those months ago.

"You spying on me creep?" he jokes.

You suppress the laugh that threatens to fall out of your mouth. Not because he's wrong. You were being a bit of a creep. Just at the fact that he doesn't notice the other times you stare at him. Seems like Robin is the only one who does notice.

"Just wondering where you scurried to. Keith's on break." you answer.

He nods, then waves you over. You follow. Not too quickly, you can't let him know how bad you got it. But fast enough that it doesn't seem like you're considering rejecting his offer to hang out.

Sitting next to Steve is easy. He cracks jokes, he nudges shoulders sometimes. Without hesitation, every time, he turns his body to you. Making sure you know his focus is on you. He does this with everyone.

He turns to you, "Scurried? What am I a rat?"

"I've never seen you and Mickey Mouse in the same room." you joke this time.

He throws his head back to laugh. It's quick and harmless. Your eyes land on his neck. Not trying to be a total creep you don't let yourself linger on it. You can't. You would be distracted and you would talk yourself out of being honest with him and this cycle would never end.

Steve's arm is now leaning against your back more than the wooden plank. This is definitely not helping with your nerves.

"Actually I wanted to talk to you about something." you say.

"Yeah sure what's up?" he removes his headphones all the way, resting them on his neck.

You nod to yourself. And the nerves that you felt in the doorway seem to double-no triple. It's bad. Bad that you feel like you might be vibrating at another frequency.

All of a sudden you feel his hand on yours. It's warm and soft. Soft but theres some raised skin on his palm. Like he's been through some rough things. Things that don't happen in a perfect world.

"Hey it's just me." he whispers.

You don't know why. It's not like there are others around you. There was no one around to hear the two of you or what you are about to say. But the action is so soft and quiet. And so Steve.

You clear your throat, "Uh-god I really don't know how to say this."

"Just take your time. I'm not goin' anywhere." he says.

His hand is now firmly on your back. Drawing large circles, slowly. If you weren't filled to the brim with nerves you know it would make you feel better.

The faint music from his headphones filled the space. Along with your breathing and the humming of the machines in front of you.

"If you can't stand to look at me after I say this that's okay. I just need to get this off my chest." you start.

He nods along to your words. His hair does the things it usually does. This makes him look even more of the guy of your dreams than anything else has. Floppy brown hair, in a green vest and a short sleeve that fits him so well.

"I'm- I have feelings for you. The kind that make me nervous to talk to you and nervous when you look at me. The kind that won't go away no matter how hard I try to convince myself that we're friends." you explain.

You watch in real time as his eyes go wide as saucers. Which is the moment you convince yourself this was a terrible idea. You should have kept your mouth shut and kept your friend. Being honest wasn't going to get you anywhere. Being honest wasn't going to get you the person you wanted.

He's calling your name. That's what brings you out of your tailspin in your mind.

"Huh?" you ask.

"I uh," he starts and then he smiles, "was really hoping you would say that."

"What?" you ask again.

Steve nods and his smile seems to get wider. You're twisting in anticipation. Why did he want you to say that? Why would he- he's not mean. You've never known Steve to be mean. And he's changed a lot since high school so you know he's not regressing to his King Steve ways. He's better than that.

The hand he has rested over yours intertwines with yours. You feel your heart pumping all over your body. You don't know what to think right now. All you can see is your hand in his.

"I've been trying to come up some elaborate way to ask you out. Robin and Eddie have been on the receiving end of a lot of dumb plans." he says.

You let out a slow chuckle. This makes Steve chuckle as well.

The idea is hard to believe. He wanted to ask you out?

Steve senses your disbelief. He takes back his hand and the action makes you turn in on yourself a bit. Was he about to reject you? Was it a past tense type of thing?

"Hold on, I got something." he adds.

Steve takes the headphones from around his neck and places them over your head. You're lucky you slicked your hair back today or this would have been a mess. You can hear the tape rewinding.

"I basically broke my other copy of this tape because I kept replaying this one song." he says.

"The song is that good?" you ask.

"It reminds me of you." he answers.

Then the tape stops rewinding. You don't have the time to gush about how a song can make him think about you.

He places the headphones over your ears now. His finger presses play on the machine. Then his arm goes back over the wooden plank. The music starts softly. A drum, some kind of dreamy piano. A guitar.

You look around the room waiting for the voice to come in.

Could you ever need me? And would you know how? Yeah Don't waste our time, tell me now

All you have to do Is speak out my name, yeah And I would come running any way

You can't help the smile that forms on your face. Hearing the lyrics and the slow tempo. This is what he wanted you to hear. These were the words that made him think about you.

When you look at him he's already got his eyes on you. And a way too cute smile on his face. You want to reach out and touch him, as if he weren't real. As if this are all some elaborate dream to settle your nerves that were biting away at your insides.

You opt for twirling around the headphone wire. A loop forms around your pointer finger, then another, then another. The song stops then. You reach up with your free hand to push back the headphones.

"What'd you think?" he asks.

And right in front of you is a mirror for all your nerves. Steve's leg is bouncing up and down, moving his hair around a bit. He's bitting down on his bottom lip.

"I really really like the song." you reply.

"I really really like you." he says.

Once again you can't help but smile. Steve grins this time. He presses pause on the machine, then looks back at you. You, who can't believe this is happening.

"You're making me nervous." you whisper this time.

He lightly laughs, "Consider it payback for making me nervous earlier."

You shove his shoulder lightly. But he grabs your hand in both of his before you can fully retract it. His hands encase yours and they are so warm. So warm and good. You don't want him to let go yet.

If you are being honest you don't want him to let go ever. You scoot closer to him. Which he makes even easier by dragging your hand closer as you do.

Now you are sitting close enough to feel him exhale on your cheeks. You want to say something. Anything. But words fail you. And Steve has other plans.

He places your hand over his chest directly. You can feel his heart beating against your palm. It's fast and loud. It tells you everything you need to know.

"Creepy you should get that checked out." you joke.

"Yeah? Right after you're done checking me out." he rattles back.

You both laugh at that. And you are thankful that Robin convinced you today was the day to tell Steve Harrington how you felt. Because you don't know where it's gonna lead but you have a feeling that you'll be keeping Steve around. And vice versa.

part two kinda here

[tangledbea]

Agreed about the whole Once Upon a Studio is a much better way of celebrating 100 years of Disney than Wish (even though I haven’t seen it yet). Would have honestly like an attempt at making that short longer or if they could pull it off… make a whole movie off of it. I personally would have gone for an Epic Mickey movie to give Mickey a new movie after all these years, bring Oswald to the forefront, and explore forgotten Disney history. Either option could be fine in my opinion.

Yeah, we're not on the same page, here. It didn't need to be a whole movie. It didn't need a plot. It was exactly what it needed to be: the animated canon characters (plus a few that have animated characters in live action movies) actually interacting each with each other in order to perform a sweet, sentimental moment to commemorate the 100th Anniversary of the studio with an extremely heartfelt moment of Mickey talking to Walt's portrait.

It did highlight (or at least show) lesser-remembered animated movies. It super didn't need to be epic or major or bring Oswald to the forefront. The fact that Mickey gestures to him and says, "After you," as both a moment of politeness and acknowledgement that Oswald was first was all I needed out of that.

I felt more with that eight minutes and forty-fives seconds than I have for most of Disney's recent animated movies' entire durations. My only wish was that it hadn't had to have cuts. I've reblogged storyboards of scenes that were edited out, and I'd love to see it all thrown back together, even if it doubled the length. But it absolutely did not need to bee a full-length feature animation.

[dipstar1489]

Steamboat Willie Retake

I found out people are making horror versions of Steamboat Willie and I decided to do my own take. The only warnings I have are non-graphic character deaths, knives, swords, drowning, rope used for strangulation, and injuries involving blades.

The water was unusually calm today. I usually find luxury in this pleasantry, not having to worry about the steamboat hitting rocks, but not even the minnows leaped from the steam to avoid becoming lunch. My beloved Minnie was supposed to share a song with me before I left for work, but old Pete would have scolded me for being late to peeling potatoes instead of steering. A slight chuckle escaped my lips as I recalled how often Pete would be blinded by his own thick spit. The look on his face was priceless.

I glanced at Minnie, peacefully asleep, soon to be disappointed in her husband for not being there to hear her completed song. It was call “Turkey in the Straw,” rooted in the time we were on a farm to have a friendly conversation with our buyer, when a turkey the size of my thumb escaped the coop and scurried straight into a hay barrel. Of course, that was before work took over my energy, when most of my time was spent living life to the fullest. Maybe I’ll listen to her tune again soon, the completed version.

I rushed to the steamboat, expecting the usual scolding from my Captain, but no one was aboard. Eh, Pete usually preferred rough water anyways, and the hypocrite always took “vacation days,” when he couldn’t spare me a second of free time. His lack of respect for me went as far as my name, with him calling me Willie when I told him it was Mickey, but I tolerate it. I strolled along the damp poopdeck, and the wise-cracking parrot was still there. Of course he is, Pete puts more trust in a double-crossing bird than his only employee who stuck around when the checks were cut. I checked the rope meant to tether this old boat to the rotting deck, but someone beat me to it and we were floating.

I head to the steering wheel. Surely he was here, for why else would his parrot be on deck and the rope untied? There was someone else near the cockpit though. It was sitting on the frame, its figure covered by a pitch black robe. I assume it was a passenger who couldn’t wait to get to their destination.

My whistle alerted the hooded passenger, where I assumed the head should be turned to my direction, yet I saw nothing but darkness when I tried to take a peek. I got into the steering position and I whistled a “where are you going,” but the passenger didn’t respond this time. I couldn’t figure out if they didn’t understand my whistling language, can’t do small talk, or too focused on the destination to hear me.

I turn my head slightly to get a better look at the passenger, and whoever, or whatever, this thing was, turned my blood cold. The pitch black cloak cracked to reveal an outfit similar to my own, with the only difference was the passenger’s containing bright colors I never existed in this world of black and white. The thing that freaked me out though, was that it was mirroring my actions, not like a young child copying their parents, but as someone replacing their identity with another half-heartedly.

I whistled a “what are you doing,” hiding my fear with curiosity, and strangely enough, it responded with a noise I didn’t think was possible. This, THING, seemed to have echoed my question with the same hollowness present with his actions. “Who are you,” I whistled, and it went quiet once again. Whatever this thing is, I need to get it off the boat. Now.

I start whistling for the parrot to come help, but he didn’t come. Come to think of it, that bird would have flown to the cockpit with a sarcastic remark by now. I glance at the passenger, determining if I should leave it alone with the ship, and not taking any chances, I grabbed it’s limp arm and rushed to check the poopdeck to see what happened to that annoying bird. It wasn’t on its usual perch and the only place I could check was the potato room. I turn the door handle, and the bird was curled up next to the pile. And so was Pete.

Pete was a big guy, but he was buried underneath thousands of lumpy potatoes that would have tripled his weight, his chest struggling to rise. I released the passenger’s arm and ran to remove the potatoes off of Pete as the passenger stared. I lost count of how many potatoes I had removed before Pete was able lean forward, when he spotted the passenger, eyes growing wide with fear. I turn around, and this thing had its hood off.

It looked like me, but it was wrong. It’s eyes were wide but vacant, it’s nose as shiny as metal, and the ears were perfectly round, as if they were saucer plates. This imposter had a sword in its hand and was slowly moving towards us. I spot the knife used to cut the potatoes, and grabbed it. I steady my hands, focusing on the imposter, when it ran towards me. At this point, Pete had managed to get his footing and he and the bird managed to scurry away. Traitors.

The battle was rough, its skill mirroring my own, its eyes never leaving my own. I step back, tripping on the potatoes, and falling straight onto the box that contain the damn vegetable. I wince in pain as the imposter was standing over me, sword ready to be plunged into my chest, when I heard animalistic clicking. I open my eyes and the parrot was circling the imposter, and Pete had a barrel in his arms. He rolled it with great speed towards the imposter and I had to scurry to get out of the way. The barrel splintered on impact and the imposter was limp. I ran towards Pete and we locked the creature in with the potatoes.

We head up to the cockpit, and we realize we are in the middle of nowhere. “Nice going Wills,” the sarcastic parrot cawed. “Zip it ya pillow fluffer,” Pete spat, but there was a sense of desperation in his tone, wishing he was home. This is something we can both agree on.

I had found a map and compass, but there was nothing to see. All of us on ship knew how much danger we were in, with the only food on this ship being in the same room as that imposter. Me and Pete look at each other, and then at the parrot. We both knew he could betray us at any time, but he was our only hope of safety. Pete checked his pockets and pulled out a scrap of paper. He plucked a feather from the parrot, spat into his hand, and used it as ink to write a letter of help. He then cut a piece of extra rope with the potato knife and tied the note around the bird’s leg. “You better come back or I’ll turn you into a thanksgiving dinner, got it?” Pete spat, and the bird nodded, and away it went.

A few days passed, and no safety came. Pete was focusing on the boat, trying to ignore the hunger nibbling on our minds. I knew my mind should be focusing on survival, but it was concentrating on seeing Minnie and hearing her song. “Oi, Willie! You gonna continue thinking about that lady, or are you going to face reality and help me get out of this place?” Pete spat with bitterness. “Yeah, well it’s not like I was, oh I don’t know, saving your life.” “I thought I paid you back by knocking out that imposter.” “Yeah, yeah, yeah, you got that map working?” “Nope.”

I don’t know why that response was what got to me, but at that moment I felt my legs go weak and I felt the post of the cockpit scratched my back. Pete looked at me with shock at my state, and he went to put the anchor down. He came back and sat in front of me. I could feel the awkwardness in his face, lacking the experience of comforting others. “You okay?” he spat, and I could only shake my head yes tiredly. He could sense this, and asked me something I never heard him utter.

“So, what do you plan to do once we get to land,” Pete spat. I thought for a moment, and I whistled, “I wish to hold Minnie in my arms and hear her song, dance with my beloved in my arms, to assure her that I am safe and will always love her.” I start wiping small tears from my eyes as Pete looked at me.

“What about you?” I whistled. Pete looked down, and with regret, he spat “I considered going back to work, but I’m no longer certain.” I looked at him with curiosity. “Really? You don’t have a lover to go to?” I whistled. “I’m not interested.” “Family?” “I’m the last of my family and I can’t have kids.” “Surely you have a friend, right?” Pete simply shook his head and spat dryly “besides the parrot, I’m not close to people.” I whistled desperately “why?” “I was busy with work and I couldn’t find the time. You’re lucky to have found and kept love. Some people, just don’t know what they are doing when it comes to people.”

“You know we don’t have to be enemies, right?” “You thought we were enemies?” I looked at him with disbelief. “Yeah, you don’t use my name, you never let me work the ship, and that two-faced parrot gets better treatment than me.” He paused. “Oh,” Pete spat dejectedly. He stayed quiet and we were both speechless. We fell asleep in silence.

The next morning, I heard noise from potato room and I shook Pete awake. “What…?” Pete spat, but the tiredness in his eyes vanished when he too heard the noise. “Oh, no, no, no. Mick, get the knife ready. NOW!” I grabbed it and some rope, and handed the knife to Pete, but he grabbed the rope instead. We slowly head to the potato room, and the door was wide open, the door latch splintered. We start walking away, putting our backs together to avoid an ambush, when a hooded figure ran into me, blade in hand.

I whistled a yell and Pete turned around, rope wide open and managed to strangle the imposter, but before it closed its eyes one last time, it plunged its sword into Pete’s stomach. He let go and wobbled, falling to his knees and holding his stomach tightly.

The imposter turned its attention back to me and moves closer. In his final moments, Pete spat at the monster’s feet, keeping it in place. Seeing my opportunity, I move forward, ready to end this nightmare. I slide down to slit this monster’s ankles, with its blade cutting into my shoulder. I ignore the pain and kept fighting, with both me and the monster gathering scars. The monster managed to get free and its attacks managed to get me near the edge of the boat. I look at it, trying to understand what it is, when it kicked me off the boat as I drowned and heard it whistle my tune.