#i want a plushie of that now. i feel like it would sell well

[drizzileiscool]

unnamed bun character I'd like to use more if I remember

bridging the gap between cute and emo like how I always wanted to do with my art

[adrienneleclerc]

What It Feels Like

Pairing: Oscar Piastri x Hispanic/Latina! Reader

Summary: Y/N hasn’t been in a healthy relationship before so she has never been in love before. However, her current relationship shows her how love feels like

Warning: Spelling and Grammatical errors

A/N: congratulations to Oscar Piastri for his first win!!!!!!

Y/N and Oscar have been dating for four months, having met at a café in England. Oscar had told Y/N that he loved her but she wasn’t able to say it because she doesn’t know what true love feels like. Oscar being super understanding said that it was okay if she doesn’t love him yet because everyone feels love at different time. However, there have been moments in their relationship where Y/N begun to feel what love is.

Y/N was reading Beautiful Disaster by Jamie McGuire (my favorite book) on her couch when she heard someone knocking on the door. She got up and looked through the peephole but only saw a plushy of (your favorite animal/cartoon character). She opened the door and saw Oscar holding a bouquet of her favorite flowers and the plushy she saw earlier. She let him in the apartment.

“Tiburóncin, what’s this for?” Y/N asked

“I went to do some clothes shopping when I saw there was a sale on plushies and I know you’d like this little guy so I bought him for you. When I was leaving, I saw someone selling flowers on the street and these are your favorites. I thought it would look nice on the counter.” Oscar said, handing Y/N the bouquet and placing the plushy on the couch.

“You got me this just because?” Y/N asked, walking into the kitchen to put the flowers in a vase with water,

“Yeah, i was just thinking about you.” Oscar said.

“Really?” Y/N asked.

“Is it that hard to believe that I love my girlfriend?” Oscar asked, hugging Y/N and kissing her forehead. Y/N felt butterflies in her stomach.

“Well my last boyfriend only got me flowers to say he’s sorry.” Y/N commented.

“Well i am not him, you should be getting flowers regardless.” Oscar said, making Y/N smile.

“Thank you, tiburóncin.” Y/N said.

Y/N was able to join Oscar on one of his race weekends so instead of staying in the hotel, they went on a walk and Y/N was looking at all the shop windows but there was one that called out to her.

“Want to go inside?” Oscar asked.

“Yeah, sure.” Y/N said. Oscar opened the door for her and walk in behind her. They said hello to the greeter and started looking around, Y/N’ eyes landed on a white gold necklace and earrings set with her birthstone. “This is beautiful.” Oscar comes up behind Y/N to look at it, it really is beautiful, he thinks it would compliment Y/N so well.

“You want look around some more?” Oscar asked.

“Yeah, I didn’t get a good look at the bags.” Y/N said, moving away from the Jewelry section. Oscar took the jewelry set Y/N was looking at to the checkout counter.

“How much will it be?” Oscar asked.

“500 euros, sir.” The cashier said. Oscar paid with his card and started looking for Y/N.

“Ready to go, darling?” Oscar asked.

“Yeah, let’s go.” Y/N said. Oscar held the door for her to leave and they walked in front of a café.

“You want crepes?” Oscar asked.

“Ugh, I would love some.” Y/N said, they entered, sat down at the table and ordered. Once the waiter left, Oscar placed a little shopping bag in front of Y/N. “You didn’t.” Y/N commented.

“Since I saw you looking at it, I thought ‘how great would Y/N look wearing this at the Grand Prix?’ So I bought it.” Oscar said smiling. Y/N felt those butterflies again.

“Thank you, tiburóncin, that’s very sweet of you.” Y/N said.

What solidified her love for Oscar was when she was baking and she got a phone call from him.

“Hey tiburóncin, what’s up?” Y/N asked, putting her phone on speaker.

“Hey, darling, you want to go to the movies? We could watch despicable me 4.” Oscar said,

“I’d love to, but I’m baking right now and my friend is going to pick up the cupcakes. But we could go out tomorrow.” Y/N said.

“Yeah, sounds good, bye, I love you.” Oscar hung up the phone. He got into his car and drove to the supermarket to buy milk because he knows that is the first thing to run out when she’s baking. Once he drove to Y/N’s apartment, he parked his car, got the milk out and knocked on her door.

“Brooke, they’re not ready.” Y/N said before opening the door. “Oscar, what are you doing here?”

“I’m here to help you bake. Last time you said milk is the first thing to run out when you’re baking since sometimes you need to add more milk that the recipe says for the consistency so the cupcakes aren’t too dense.” Oscar said,

“You remembered that?” Y/N asked,

“Of course I did. Need an assistant baker?” Oscar asked.

“Come in.” Y/N said, Oscar walked into the apartment, put the milk in the fridge, and washed his hands to help Y/N bake. As Oscar was mixing the cupcake batter, Y/N said “I love you.” Oscar stopped,

“What?” Oscar asked,

“I love you. Lately I’ve been feeling butterflies around you and you do things for me just because, without me asking, and yes, the bar is low, but I really do love you.” Y/N said. Oscar walks closer to Y/N.

“I’m glad you love me, I don’t know what I would have done if you didn’t.” Oscar said, letting out a little laugh. “You think the batter is ready?”

“I hope so. I love you, Oscar.” Y/N said.

“I love you too, Y/N.” Oscar said and they kissed,

The End

Hope y’all liked it!

[spidernuggets]

i’ve had this idea for so long and i really feel like you can do it justice because i LOVE your writing style so…

reader that knows jason’s identity but he doesn’t know that they know, so reader keeps teasing him. i think it’d be ESPECIALLY good if reader goes out of their way to buy nightwing merch or talk about how red robin is their favorite

that’s just the main idea you have full creative license over it 🫶🫶

Jason Todd x Reader

def not doing this to avoid studying chem...

"Hey, Jay, lookie!" You called him over as you entered the door of your apartment.

Jason had his nose stuck in a book as you walked in. He turned his head over to see you with a cheerful smile and a little paper bag in your hand.

"What is it?" He asked, bookmarking his novel, carefully setting it down on the coffee table.

I quietly snorted to yourself, eager to see his reaction as you pulled out a little Nightwing plush.

"Isn't it so cute!" You cheered, practically shoving the blue and black toy to his face.

Jason mentally grumbled at the sight of the plush. "Is that supposed to be Nightwing? You chose the lamest vigilante, babe," he says as his eye twitches.

You shrugged. "He's not lame! If you think about it, his ass does look good in that suit," you smirked to yourself, knowing it would get a rise out of Jason. "And besides. I mostly only got him because the stores aren't releasing a Red Robin version for another month. So I'm gonna save up some money before them," you tell him, hugging the plushie.

It seemed as if Jason's face went comically red, as you mentioned his own brother's butt. He wanted nothing more than to throw the plushie out the window, rip it apart, set it on fire. Anything to get your hands off that damn doll.

"They sell Red Hood plushies!" He tried not to complain. "Why not buy them? It's better use of your money," he grumbled, folding his arms together.

"I don't really like Red Hood," you carefully said, watching every twitch of his reaction while petting over the Nighting plush.

Jason felt like a bullet went through his heart, and he felt like hunching over to clutch his chest in agony.

"Why not! He's the best one!" He said in disbelief as you tried not to laugh over his reaction.

You shrugged a shoulder. "I dunno. He's just not a favourite of mine. Althought the thigh holsters looks great on him, woo!" You cheekily smiled, fanning yourself with your hand and biting your bottom lip as you put the plush away.

Jason felt heat rise up in his neck at the comment, ready to just blurt out that he was, in fact, the Red Hood.

"Maybe it's the giant red helmet that throws me off," you tap your chin, pretending to think as Jason made a mental note to have his helmet potentially be redesigned.

"His big red helmet is the best part.." Jason muttered to himself as he slumped on the couch. And you could've sworn you saw a pout form on his lips.

"Anyways, this toy is gonna be a great part of my collection!" You cheered as Jason perked up.

"Collection? You have more?!" He asked, disgust written all over his face as you tilted your head to the side.

"Well.. no, but I wanna start one! Oh! And I want to start a collection for Red Robin, too! I saw somewhere that they're selling a similar costume online!" You say excitingly. "I might be his biggest fan," you say while suppressing a laugh.

Jason was now on his feet, standing right in front of you. "Why not be Red Hood's biggest fan?" His pout was way more obvious now. You were surprised that he wasn't more discreet about it.

"Why are you so caught up with Red Hood?" You asked innocently.

"Uh, let's see. He's skilled, he's smart, he's strong, he's muscular and he's gorgeous!" He practically yelled as he towers over you.

You rested a hand on your hip as you leaned on one leg. "How the hell would you know he's gorgeous? He never takes his helmet off," you asked, rasing an eyebrow.

"Well- I- You know, he-" you giggled as he stammered and tripped over his words.

You decided to finally put him out of his misery, standing on your tio toes as you wrapped your arms around his neck, giving him a lingering kiss on his cheek.

"Calm down, lovely, I know you're Red Hood," you muttered against his skin.

Jason's brows scrunched together, pushing you back. "Wait, wait, wait- you knew?! And you didn't tell me?" He said in absolute shock.

"I wanted you to tell me at your own time.. but at the same time, I wanted you to tell me sooner since someone keeps showing up late to our dates for some unknown reason," You raised an eyebrow at him, not pleased with the fact that he was recently showing up pretty late to some of your dates because of his patrols.

Jason awkwardly chuckled while scratching the back of his neck. "Uh huh.. yeah- I'm.. I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to be late, baby," he muttered. But you quickly placed a soft peck to his lips.

"It's okay. You can make it up to me," you smiled in reassurance.

"But - but how did you even find out? How long have you known?"

"Uhh.." You looked up, trying to remember. "Around two months ago? And you left your holsters here. You know. The one that looks real good on your thighs," you smirked, leaning up to him as you teased him.

The heat returned back to Jason's neck, now reaching up to his ears. "Fuck.. I left them here? There weren't any guns in them, were there?" He asked with concern.

Your hand caressed his cheek. "No, don't worry. I kept the holsters in your closet."

Jason kissed your forhead as a soft thank you.

"So.. are you actually gonna keep that plushie?" He asked, referring to the Nightwing plushie you bought, a rumbling of jealousy rising in him.

You snorted as you shook your head. "No, I kept the receipt. Besides. It doesn't go with my collection."

His brows furrowed. "Collection?.."

You smiled, taking his hand and bringing him into your bedroom. You opened the closet and reached to the back, pulling out a big, brown box.

Upon opening it, the lid flew open, hardly abke to keep in the many plushies, figures, and clothing items, all based on Red Hood.

Jason's jaw dropped as he looked at all the Red Hood merchandise that you kept.

You pulled out a brown leather jacket that had the red bat symbol at the back of it.

"I've waited forever to finally wear this around the house." You say, putting on the jacket, giving Jason a twirl as yoh showed it off.

Jason breathed out a chuckle, placing his hands on your hips, pulling you close. "You look good, babe," he mumbles, his nose tickling yours. "Should wear it more often," his voice dropped, a suggestive tone laced within it.

You smirked back. "Yeah, that was the plan."

MAN HAVE I MISSED WRITING

okay, back to studying because i can practically hear Missy telling me to go study

[chrolloluvr]

May I request Mammon angst HCs please? Like the reader is possibly breaking up with him or something? (i love your HCs for mammon<3)

Mammon Breaking Up Hcs

note: Thank you i'm so glad you like them pookie!! also yes i love this idea ❤️❤️

warnings: Cursing, creepy behavior, unbalanced power dynamic, killing. Not proofread!

Female!Reader, (no specific gender, so can be GenderNeutral!Reader)

It would be best to tell him over text, since he is guaranteed to throw a toddler like temper tantrum if you ever told him in person.

So you text him over text, what happens? He 100% thinks you're joking at first. He thinks you aren't being serious at all, and that wow babe, you might even be a bigger clown than I am.

But when he realized that you were being serious, he gets angry. How dare you? Why would you ever break up with him? He is the king of greed, he has trillions of dollars in the bank, so why don't you want to stay by his side? Did he do something? Did he hurt you? What happened? Baby, we can sort this out-

In a way, still doesn't think you are being serious, which is what he tries to tell himself. So he will let you leave, and will act like he doesn't need you.

Another author said this already, but he will 100% go through the stages of grief, (he will never go through acceptance, because in his mind, you will always come crawling back to him.)

He will be in denial for a very long time. Let's say you move out, and even start residing in another ring. He will send you texts. All. The. Time.

Your phone will mods likely have 103 Missed Calls, 986 Messages, and 37 Voicemails. He is crazy, and especially crazy for you. So when you don't respond to him, he does not understand why. He likes to think that you were just going on vacation for a while. He genuinely thinks you two are still together.

Anger- Once he sees that you have indeed moved on, and that he is no longer living in fantasy land, he gets extremely angry. His general mood spikes, he lashes out (wayyy more than he used to), and a-lot of his servants are scared to talk to him. Will absolutely keep bombarding you with texts every day. He will even get his servants to start texting you on his 100's of extra HellPhones.

Mamm 🕸️💚 11:34

Come hone ygu little cungt

Mamm 🕸️💚 11:35

ANSWERF ME.

Mamm 🕸️💚 11:35

Do ygu knoe how easily i can replaece yu

Mamm🕸️💚 11:36

Fine go shack uo with sorm dirty hoboes you little slut

Mamm 🕸️💚 11:36

I dont kneed u and youir mediocar holes

So yeah... thats just one example. He has so many spelling mistakes because he is typing so fast, and practically brekaing his phone from how angry he is.

But in reality he does need you. You are. the one thing that keeps him running. However he will never, over his dead body, ever admit that.

Bargaining- He will send things to your... new home... in gift baskets. Fizzarolli plushies, flowers, tickets to his live events, expensive jewelry, the list goes on. It gets to a point where (if you live in an apartment complex) People start stealing his gifts and start putting them up online to sell. (And they go for 10s of thousands of dollars.)

He send these to you so that you can hopefully come crawling back into his life, so that he can control you again.

At this point, you have most likely made it public about your distance between you and the sin. Your relationship was extremely public, and known by everybody.

He refuses to speak publicly, because he wants people to think he still controls you. And when i say your relationship was big, it was definitely the most talked about relationship in all of Hell. People will go nuts about you two breaking up. Another author said this as well, but people will go crazy with the comments.

"L Mammon fumbled so bad its actually wild."

"Bros got plenty other options 💀"

"Why tf would she/they break up w/ HIM???🤰"

"Now that hes single I call dibs 🙌"

You try your best to ignore the comments, but eventually you cant, its not just online, but in real life you feel cornered as well. You might even start to reconsider your departure with him. Which is exactly where he wants you.

Depression- He spirals into somewhat of an insecure man. He strives to be better. He ups his game for his big pageants, soon to be bigger, just to impress you.

He maaaay or may not have killed people in your favor. This is known, obviously, but his obsession along with his newfound insecurity has left him no choice but to show that if you dont want to come home, he will show you its safer than anywhere else.

Overall, if you do end up coming back to him, he is overjoyed with happiness, and will take extra precautions to ensure you wont ever walk out on him and his warm embrace again.

However if you end up never wanting anything to do with him, he will be devastated, but he will force himself to get over it. He is Mammon, he truly does not need you. In reality, you were somebody he felt an unexplainable feeling to protect. He absolutely can live without you, but for some reason, he feels like he cant. If somebody were to ever bring you up, he would lash out, and make his anger everybody's problem. He may get over you after a while, but he will never fully accept the fact that you left him.

[fandomfucker]

💳 💥💳💥💳💥💳 Rhea Ripley social media posts / talking bout her girlie in interviews part 2 pleaseeeeeeeee 🥵🙏

I mean, if yall are insisting…🤷‍♀️

For the purposes of this, you're not a wrestler

Part 1: https://www.tumblr.com/fandomfucker/745782885181734913/do-you-think-you-could-do-one-for-rhea-were-its?source=share

Also, currently getting my first tattoo as I write this so please ignore any possible grammatical errors

With the ass video going around, you’d repost it with a “😋🍽️” caption and she would immediately repost it with a “🙇🏻‍♀️🍑🍽️” or sum shit to rile up the fans

You don't have a hug social media following yourself, but they do often ask for more content. Specifically outfit of the day(s)

You make Rhea do them with you because she makes you feel more confident and in every video you can see her just staring at you in the mirror the whole time

I've already said Rhea will bully people off the internet for being me to you. But you? Oh my god you’re worse than Rhea is

If one of her co-workers says something even slightly unkind about her in an interview (Becky👀) you will go with Rhea to her next show and find them backstage

You don't even wrestle or fight but Rhea has had to pull you away from multiple people now because you will fight anybody and everybody for her

One of said fights happened to go viral online, no punches were actually thrown as Rhea had dragged you back first though

People online either loved the love between you two as a couple, or wished they had a partner absolutely willing to throw hands will someone over them

Rhea would do your makeup for videos and she'd always do her makeup on you to see what it would look like

She also does voiceovers on your own makeup videos, or a day in the life, or something

The fans always eat it up too cause Rhea's commentary is hilarious

Whenever you're backstage and Rheas going to take photos, she’ll ask you to do the shoot with her so that her fans, and yours, can get sexy pictures of you both to thirst over

Totally not because she loves seeing you both look like that and wants a picture for her lock screen

Rhea started a war of bad facetime screenshots between the two of you on Instagram and you're determined to win

To the point that you have called people to interfere in the background while Rheas at work to get a bad reaction photo out of her

She's too proud to admit it, but it's worked several times

Your tiktok has pretty much become a house reno account

You build all the furniture and shit, make the cool decorations and put them up, paint, do everything yard-eorl related while Rhea picks out what's pretty and the pretty colors

She'll also help you carry heavy stuff around cause she's jacked and you like watching her work but she mainly kinda just like, flounces around

The fans are dying for the two of you to have a show on HGTV together

Which may or may not be in the works

SCARY DOG TREND

It went VIRAL

that's how most mosherz were introduced to you as Rhea’s partner

You started vlogging, though not very often, just so that you could have the permanent memories of all the different experiences between you and Rhea

You only post like once a week but people eat it UP

You have your own merch now

Most of its the two of you but there is a shirt or two thats just one of you

There are mercy plushies of both Barry and Luna that you always have to put up for pre-order cause they sell out in seconds

Clothes for said plushies are in the works

She posts little video clips of you on her story the same way she does her dogs

And it's always the embarrassing ones where you're completely cuddled into her and shit

She got Saints of the Undead (the people who make her leather jackets) to make you a personalized one as well even though you don't wrestle

It's your favorite thing in the world and you wear it more than you should

Like it matches with nothing that you're wearing it with

But, it says “Mami’s” on the back of it so you make sure to wear it especially when you go with her to Raw, Smackdown, any povs, etc so that people know you belong to her

[f10werfae]

Ass too cute

pairing: Biker!Henry Cavill x Bimbo!Reader

summary: Henry takes his baby home and shows her (and her ass) some tender loving care(Slight ddlg)(softDom!Henry)(Smut)(aftercare)

Likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated/Disclaimer 18+

Full Masterlist, Henry Masterlist

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“What you need baby? You want my lips? Wan’ me to teach you how a woman should be loved?” Henry cooed tracing his thumb under her bottom pouting lip, his hands were holding in place the same toy she had made for him, her voices coming out strained as she ground her hips against the soft plush; Henry’s other hand cupping her face affectionately as he denied her of his kisses

Y/n bit her lip in anticipation as she watched a rough group of men entered the Saturday market, the stuffed crochet toys she had made all laid out on the table; her eyes widening as she watched all the other stall owners leave in such a hurry. Eventually leaving her as the only stall in the whole street. Her smile never faltered as the head of the group approached her, his facial hair grown out, his hair black and short. His blue eyes staring into hers as his heavy books clinked while he walked over, his skin slightly tanned and glowy with sweat.

“Hey sir welcome! I’m (insert business name) and I make crochet cuties based on your aura” Reciting her business selling phrase, she played with the ears of one of the woollen rabbits on the table as he simply just looked at her. His other companions dawdling by their bikes near the entrance, cheeky grins on all their faces as they watched their supposed leader interact with such a pure innocent soul.

“Really? What one would I be then dollface?” He inquired looking over the array of absolutely adorable stuffies on her wooden table. Y/n’s stomach grew warm and flutter just at the simple nickname, her face felt warm and dare she admit she felt a certain wetness start to pool at the core. “U-uhm I think maybe” Y/n cut herself off trying to distract herself, looking up at the big burly man in front of her, before returning her gaze back to her works. “This one is you dadd- sir, big n’ cuddly, a bear”

“How’d you know i’m cuddly?” His southern accent thickened, leaning forward onto the table, his head cocked to the side. “Well I uh”

“I’m just playing sweetcheeks, how much for the bear then?” Chuckling he brought out his leather wallet, “Since you’re here visiting, you can just have it! I think he needs a nice adventurous lovin family” Wrapping the brown bear in nice tissue paper she handed the plush over, her eyes widening at the mere size of his hands, thinking about how he could man handle her into any position he wanted.

“Ya from around here then?” Quirking his brow up, “Hen stop it, you’re scarin my customers away” Y/n whined when Henry walked around to the back of the stall where she was, his hands reaching around her waist, leaving her breathless as little one of his hands pushed her into him. Her arms trying to swat away the grabby arms of her playful man, he loved rocking up to her work acting as if he was trying to pick her up. Leaving his woman bashful and bothered, with her wanting nothing more than to just come home with him already. Their own little game of roleplay.

“Awk m’sorry pumpkin, ya know I can’t be away from my doll for too long, m’goin through withdrawals” Henry growled into her ear, lowkey grinding his hardened cock onto her dress covered thigh. Her voice coming out in gasps, quietly thanking the tarp that was covering them from the rest of his rowdy group of bikers. “I’ve- I’ve only got a few more hours here at the market” She whispered feeling him nip her ear, his hands gripping her waist tightly. “A few hours too long pup, I need you now, you gonna deprive me of my pussy?”

“No but- but you know the rules! You get me at home daddy, not here, not in front of them” She nodded towards all the small plushies facing them, her hands on each of his pecs, “Fine. Whatever” He grumbled chasing her lips with his, his scruff scratching her cheeks in all the best ways, giving her the tingly burning sensation. “I live for your lips, want them all over my body” He gasped breaking their kiss, his tongue swiping over her bottom lip, Y/n’s lip gloss already covering his lips in pink speckles of glitter.

It was an understatement to say that Henry was in love with Y/n, he was absolutely obsessed. The way she talked, walked, breathed and just everything about her made him swoon and hard. Henry first met her on one of his bike stops on the other side of the country, she had been working as an ice cream girl when he stumbled upon her sweet self. He devoured her being, teaching her about herself, helping her to explore her own body. How to pleasure herself.

“Don’t leave me please, i’m tired of bein’ people’s summer romance” Y/n whimpered after one of their lovefuck sessions, his hand grazing up her arm affectionately as they lay on her bed, the sound of crickets ringing through her small bungalow home. Small trinkets decorating her room of all her own little travels around the country. She hadn’t given herself like this to anyone before, but she had her fair share of romances from the different men that had travelled through the town. Only for her heart to be broken each time when they would leave to go back home, to never return.

“This isn’t a summer thing, this is a for life thing doll, if you’ll have me” He whispered looking down at her, leaning forward for a soft kiss onto her lips, her eyes gleaming up at the man she had now fallen in love with over this new summer. “I’ll have you, forever” She giggled wrapping her arms around his torso, nuzzling her head to his hairy chest, his warmth enveloping her with so much love and affection. “Come with me baby, travel with me” He suddenly said out of the blue, leaning up on his body to look down on her, brushing back some of her hair behind her ear.

“W-wait what? Just out of nowhere? What about all my things? Where would we even go-“

“shh babydoll, just tell me yes or no n’ i’ll handle everything else. I just wanna hear your answer” Henry’s hand traced along her jaw, a smirk growing as she nodded into his hand, “Yes, I-I wanna go with you Henry, take me with you”

That sentence was all Henry needed before he packed up his babygirl’s belongings over the last few weeks of summer, hauling them into a truck and got it delivered to his stationed home somewhere in the middle of nowhere. Where Y/n now found herself truly chasing her dreams, living her days out in the sun with her own hunk, using her passion of crochet for a small side business.

Soon enough they fell into a dynamic where Henry found himself wanting to do nothing more than to care and provide for his baby, with them finding comfort in the newfound love they had for each other.

(Back to present time)

“Can I have a few of these ones delivered then? I want them to delivered home” He said pointing at the whole bunch of stuffies on the table, “All of them? You want all of them?” Y/n tilted her head with furrowed brows, “Yes pup, I want all of ‘em, put each of them in the nurseries m’building”

“Shut up, we still got a ways to go with babies” Y/n whined pushing him away playfully, feeling his fingers cup her face to make her look at him, “m’ bein’ serious, I wanna buy them all and I want them delivered home”

“Y-you just want me to come home” She smiled swaying side to side, she knew how much he loved her, in fact it was as if he couldn’t breathe without her right beside him. “Is that so wrong doll? Wanna feel your tight little pussy clench around my cock, been thinkin’ about you all day, even had this just to sniff at every so often” Looking down he showed her, her purple lacy underwear from the night before which undoubtedly had her juices on it. “You’ve had my thong in your pocket? All day? Really Henry?” She whispered shocked, shoving the fabric back in quickly just in case anyone walked in.

“What you embarrassed pup? You smell fuckin’ divine, the way you took control n’ fucked yourself all on me” Pulling back he looked up and down, taking her in, the way she looked so fresh and ready for the day. “You’re so annoying sometimes, now go away”

“You want me to go away? Your future husband n’ father of your kids? C’mon pup don’t play like that” Henry joined her in putting all the cute animals into a huge ikea bag, hauling it onto the back of his bike. Helping her secure herself onto the second seat, her turned around to give Y/n her own customised helmet. A pink fluffy one with bunny ears, made just for her. “Y-you have to make me your wife first Hen” She smiled widely as he secured the fastening of the helmet, his heart pounding at just how adorable she looked in her own biker jacket and pink helmet.

“You wanna be my baby wife? Want me to take care of you pup so you don’t have to think about anythin’ but lookin’ pretty n’ makin cute little toys for our babies?”

“Mhm yeah, wan’ it so bad” She giggled leaning forward and kissing the cleft of his chin through the stubble, the prickly feeling reminding her of when he gave that same sensation between her legs just last night. “Yeah you do pup, I want it bad too”

“Then jus ask me already!” She whined stomping her foot that was on the ground only to pout when Henry lightly tapped her on the thigh, “Ey you know I don’t do well with attitude pup, that’s not the same happy girl I know”

“M-m’sorry” She whispered leaning up for another sloppy short kiss, her hands gripping onto the bottom of his shirt, watching as he then settled in front of her with her hands wrapped tightly around his waist.

“Right pup you’ve got five seconds” Henry whispered as soon as they got through the front door of their home, Y/n’s arms filled to the brim with the animals she made, only the top of her forehead peeking out as she insisted to carry in her woollen babies. “F-five?” She squealed out quickly throwing the stuffies onto the couch as she ran upstairs in a hurry, her heartbeat quickening once she heard his thundering footsteps chasing after her.

Her breath getting caught in her throat when she felt his arms latch around her waist and ironically lay her down gently onto the soft cotton sheets of their shared bed. “You look so pretty pup” He gushed showing his canine smile, pulling her down towards him as her dress went up to her waist. “Really pretty?”

“Soso pretty baby, prettiest of them all” He leant down unbuttoning the front of her beautiful dress, her bare breasts popping out all sun kissed from the recent heatwave that had hit their small town. Courtesy of the fact that she had spent the weekend tanning nude (as per Henry’s request) by the pool in their backyard.

“What you need baby? You want my lips? Wan’ me to teach you how a woman should be loved?” Henry cooed tracing his thumb under her bottom pouting lip, his hands were holding in place the same toy she had made for him, her voices coming out strained as she ground her hips against the soft plush; Henry’s other hand cupping her face affectionately as he denied her of his kisses. Using the same bear from earlier which he had hidden for himself, he held it under her pussy just letting her play herself with it

“W-what are you doin’ pup?” Henry looked taken aback as Y/n threw off the rest of her dress before turning onto her stomach, her ass in the air as she looked back at him playfully, wiggling her hips just to add on some tension.

“I-I think I wanna try somethin’ new Henry, I want you here” She said shyly once again shuffling her ass back onto Henry’s denim covered shaft, feeling it start to strain against the zipper he just had to strip himself down, still in disbelief.

“Baby, you finally gonna let me take your ass? Is that what’s goin on here? You’re givin’ yourself to me whole”

“Yes, i’m all yours, b-but be careful i’m nervous” She rushed out leaning on her elbows, “Aw pup don’t worry, daddy’ll take care of ya well” Henry whispered feeling that primal animalistic side of him come out, opening one of their bedroom drawers to reveal a bottle of lube they had, “This might feel cold but i’ll warm it up okay baby?” He whispered pouring a generous amount of lube onto her ass cheeks, using his hands to massage it onto her puckered backdoor. “Feels weird”

“Does feel weird doesn’t it honey, but you’re doin’ so well for me pup, let me just feel it out with a finger or two” He softly shushed her whines and moans as he pushed in his index finger into her tight ass, her thighs tingling already wanting more. “F-feels so good daddy” She whispered feeling herself fall into a more vulnerable headspace, wanting nothing more than for her Henry to coddle and fuck her to sleep.

“Fuck pup your ass is so tight, can’t believe you’re givin’ me this sweet treat tonight, so desperate to be my wife huh?”

“n-no that’s not why!” She argued back only to be interrupted by her own moan when Henry slid his finger back out only to insert back in two, ultimately stretching her poor muscles even more, “gah look at it clench over nothin’, my pup is a slut for her daddy” He cooed pulling his two fingers out, watching as her ass basically winked back at him with every pulse of her muscle.

“what are ya baby” He whispered out more to himself, looking over her face which was looking over her shoulder, her expression flustered as her skin glimmered in the soft light of their bedside lamp. “M’your baby” She whispered out, her hand reaching behind her to graze up his slightly pouched belly and wide chest. “Yeah? What does my pretty baby wife want”

“I-I want your cock in my ass, please daddy”

“m’so proud of you pup, always rememberin’ your manners, gotta reward you haven’t I” He state slapping his cock onto her behind while she nodded eagerly, her hands fisting the sheets out of anticipation. Henry took a deep breath in whilst he pushed the reddened head of his cock inside her warm wet hole, the lube helping a fuck ton. “A-ah daddy, so big” Y/n gasped out arching her back more, Henry leaned over to affectionately rub her back to help soothe the stretching pain, kisses being placed on the dimples of her back. He himself struggling to find words as his cock was being squeezed tightly in the best way possible.

“you okay baby? you want to keep goin’?”

“Y-yes, wanna feel full” She gasped once she felt him push himself in inch by inch, stopping every few seconds to let her catch her breath, Henry on the other hand was really holding himself back, her ass just felt too damn good on his cock. Both of them finally let out sighs of relief when Henry had bottomed out inside her ass, although none of them dared to move knowing it would cause the start of a very hard fucking. “Fuck me daddy, please, I want it”

“Ya remember your safe word baby?” Nodding her head eagerly Y/n herself started moving her ass up and down his cock, squealing at the burning yet amazing feeling it gave her, ultimately making her weak in the knees. “Oh fuck yeah, my fuckin’ whore” He growled out, his head falling back as his hands gripped onto her soft hips while they together rocked back and forth slowly. Everything was going more or less smoothly until the friction between Henry’s cock and her ass made an embarrassing sound, causing her to completely clench around his cock.

“s-so embarrassing” She whined plopping her head down onto the sheets in front of her, “a-ah baby don’t squeeze daddy so hard or else he’s gonna finish real fuckin’ fast and you don’t want that do ya?” Shaking her head she listened to the rest of what he had to say, “Baby that was not embarrassing, fuck do ya think we can make that sound again?” Smirking darkly he pulled his cock all the way back out before pushing it all in slowly, hearing that same airy sound from their fucking.

“Can daddy play with your clit sweetheart? Is that okay?” Henry whispered kissing again the dimples of her back watching as she nodded, his one arm reaching under her to play with her slick wet folds. Running his fingers through her folds thrice to lube it up with her own slickness, he started toying with her little swollen nub, her body immediately jerking forward at the sensitive touches. “gonna cum daddy, real soon” She gasped writhing in his hold, his hips smacking against her ass as he slowly picked up the pace, all the while circling her clit over and over again until she saw stars.

“Let go for me sweetness, let daddy see his pretty baby let go, wan’ me to cum in your ass sweetheart?”

“Yes daddy want you to warm up my ass, flood it with your cum pretty please” She whined half screaming into the sheets as Henry continued to rub her clit whilst she orgasmed, it was slowly causing her to feel overstimulated, his own cock following soon after as he felt her ass pulse around him; completely milking him of all he had to offer. “You take me so good pup, my best girl, you did so well ya hear me”

In a strained voice he continued to spill out heartfelt praises to his baby who was still lying limp and tired on the sheets, slowly pulling his cock out he winced, “p-plug daddy” He heard her whisper making him smirk, his baby loved being full of him, who knew that the best souvenir he’d bring back from his travels was her. Reaching over to their bedside drawers he found her purple sparkly plug, inserting it carefully with shushed tones, taking extra precautions to make sure it went in comfortably.

“I wanna be here, daddy here” Y/n smiled turning her head, crawling up to claim her spot on his chest, his arm coming around her to pull her even closer to him. “You want me to put on somethin’ in the background?” Teasingly he put his thumb onto her plug, tapping at it, causing Y/n to move away and whine, “stop it!”

“m’sorry baby couldn’t help it, you n’ your ass are too cute” Softly scratching her back, he watched her eyes focus on the random Disney movie he chose on the TV, her lips smacking until she reached up for Henry’s hand to put his thumb in her mouth; another soothing act of aftercare reserved just for her, “night night daddy, l-love you”

“night baby, love you so much”Her face squished against his chest until she eventually started drooling, once she fell asleep “You are just too precious for your own good pup, thankfully you’re mine”

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💜❤️‍🩹Because You Live (Toji Fushiguro x Adult!Fem!Reader)❤️‍🩹💜

A/n: It finally happened ... wtf? Blame Sage's Rain on YT and his Toji video for making me feel so bad for Toji.

Its my first time writing just Toji stuff and it may not be the best but I got inspired and needed to put something out so there!

Also why is Because You Live by Jessie McCartney seems like the theme for Megumi's parents? Listen to it while reading this if you want.

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Toji's rough heart pounded against his sturdy chest.

In their small urban apartment family room, his giant burly form leaned against the archway as he peered down, his narrowed eyes softening at the sight before him.

The decent sized TV screen played lowly in the background, showcasing a random movie, serving as the only light he used to move through the room. The family room's floor was draped with comforters and blankets of the plush variety. Many fluffy soft pillows accompanied them. His two kids noggins used you as their personal pillow.

Tsumiki's cheek nuzzles your side as she squeezed her white dog plushie in one arm while Megumi was tucked against your other side as he pinned his black dog plush between you and himself.

You were on your back, your mouth slightly agape, as you softly snored, drool trailing down the side of your mouth.

Toji snorted out a dry chuckle.

For most of his life, he was the Invisible Man.

To topple the society that his family prided on to the point of abusing and torturing him over for not amounting to their standards and beliefs, he became the Sorcerer Killer.

After losing his wife; the first love of his life that made him believe he was worth so much more than what his family's hatred conditioned in him, he felt himself succumbing to those very demons of his former life.

Barely able to sustain a suitable life for his son; his blessed gift from his late mother.

Having a daughter now to add to the family bundle; her mother dumping her on him when she had the chance then bolted.

Taking any job he could to keep a roof over their heads and food on the table, stuck in a shitty neighborhood with no other options.

So how …

How did you wind up smack dab in the middle of it all?

From an infamous disturbed creep stalking and following his kids on their way home from school one afternoon to you reporting the incident before as his attempts to nab Tsumiki resulted in Megumi's shadow technique nearly swallowing the bastard alive when you knocked them out by a smack with that stray metal pipe you scrounge up by the litter around.

Tsumiki trusted you, feeling indebted to you for saving them. A skeptical Megumi didn't sense the same inkling of dread from you that the now arrested man had.

But when you saw Toji Fushiguro stroll up through the apartment door, he was a bit baffled to see you in their cramped living room, sitting on the floor while braiding Tsumiki's hair as she and Megumi watched anime on their small TV.

You were smitten by the giant burly man as you explained what occurred and the short version of your backstory.

Your father bailed on you and your mother recently passed away in her sleep, which forced you to sell the only home you've ever known. Wandering the streets with all you could take with you. Saving two kids you didn't know at all but knowing a monster when you saw one that day.

Toji offered you to live with them as thanks for saving his kids when he couldn't as well as in exchange for watching over them when he was out doing whatever money making task was available to him.

Why would he take a chance on you, a practical stray?

Well …

Obviously he had Shiu do a background search on you over the phone that very same day to double check your story. When it all does check out, he feels a bit of weight lift off his broad shoulders.

Plus …

He saw glimpses of his first love in you.

Even your smile gave him glimpses of his late wife. But you weren't her.

He thought no one could fill in the void she left behind.

Making it that much harder to live the simple life and raising kids that he felt was out of his element.

But at that moment, seeing your relieved overjoyed smile breaking out across your face when he said you could stay, it already began filling in the cracks his heavy heart bore.

He noticed the endeared affection you bore in your gaze for his rugrats as trickles of sunset hit your figure through the slips of the blinds and curtains.

He wouldn't admit it straight out at the start of this new journey, but you glowed like an angel.

Over time, as days turned to weeks then turned to months, those hard kept emotions within him became unbridled at the seams.

Walking his kids to and from school, making their lunches, cleaning up around the place, finding part time jobs here and there that helped pay the bills, being greeted warmly by you every time he came home, finding you winding down after tucking the babies to bed.

One late night of such endeavors leading up to it found him spotting you laying on the couch, partially awake to the sound of his heavy footsteps when you felt warmth overtake you as he kissed you tentatively on the lips.

Watching your e/c eyes fluttering open up at him made him want to press further. To feel you slowly, tenderly returning the kiss only drove him to get down on his knees as his burly arms wrapped around your waist, pressing his strapping chest against your soft chest, submerged in your sweet scent and you drowned in his overwhelming warmth.

Your hands weaved up those sculpted arms and brushed his nape to his shivering delight, your fingers curled through his hair, bringing his face in closer as your heavy sighs and flustered whimpers made the growling beast want to nip on those lips before his tongue clashed with yours, swallowing you whole.

In his once clouded, now desperate eyes, he didn't want to let you go. To him, you're beautiful, inside and out. Literally, the beauty to his beast.

“I want you, angel. Be mine.”

You could barely think coherently as you pulled away from those addicting lips of his.

“Only when you quit the gambling and get your act together. Help me find a better place to raise them. Be there for them … do it for them … please?”

Unlike Shiu's stern lectures on quitting his gambling routines because he was just that bad at it when it comes to luck, the way your pleading eyes and pouting lips made a long forgotten sensation rise in him.

The willingness to forsake his pride.

To do what was best for all instead of dwindling it all away.

What was best for his kids … what he wanted … if you wanted that too —

“Okay.”

His deep, breath stealing kiss made your toes curl and your form fit perfectly with his own as he laid down with you, moving about until he laid flat on his back with you splayed out on top of him on your tummy.

On that night, he gained a new light in his life, cocooning you in his brawny grasp, nodding off together on the couch.

In this cursed world, he had been giving a new blessing.

A second chance.

Flash forward back to the present.

In your new shared apartment; finding one with help from Shiu, in a safer part of the urban setting, just a stroll away from the kids school, and with a great view of the now starry sky.

Brushing back your loose hair strands, your quiet whimper at the sensation made him smirk before kissing your forehead. “Hey.”

You yawned a bit. “Welcome home.”

“Now what's going on here?” Toji asked as he grabbed the remote to turn off the TV.

“Slumber party. Fushiguro Edition.” You mumbled, knowing his superhuman hearing could pick it up.

Toji snorted before ruffling Megumi's head gently. "Ya want to get them to bed or …?”

“Too comfy … and sleepy … to move.” You quietly whined.

“Then make room for Papa Bear, Mama Bear.”

You giggled at his gruff response, cradling Megumi as Toji carefully lifted Tsumiki out of your grasp to lay her on his chest instead of having her crushed between you both. With his veiny giant hand resting on the small of her back and his other jacked arm wrapping around your shoulders to bring you flush against his side.

Seeing Tsumiki smile and snuggle into his chest made you softly cooed to which a blushing red Toji shushed you despite his grinning face.

“Go back to sleep, you.”

You leaned in to smooch the scar on the side of his mouth. “Night Toji.” Using his shoulder as your pillow now, you easily fell back asleep.

The moonlight trickled through the gaps of the curtains, serving as the only light now. Eyeing his small family in his hold, Toji felt himself unwinding, his sleepy head plopping against yours.

He pressed a drawn out kiss to your forehead, yawning as well, welcoming a good night's rest. With all of you.

“Night … Y/n.”

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Baby's Secret- An Agent Gibbs Fic (Gibbs X Reader)

Description: After keeping your relationship a secret, what will it take for Gibbs to admit your his. Warnings: Mentions of bombings, swearing, hospital, fluff

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Dinner at Gibbs place was great, and it certainly wasn't food you both were devouring.

The next few months kept you busy with new cases, therapy sessions and at-home date with Gibbs. Gibbs wasn't one to leave his house much when he was home from work. He was stubborn, stating he goes out enough at work that he doesn't need to on his days off, and he stays with that statement no matter how much you try to change his mind.

Now you didn't mind staying home with Gibbs. It was relaxing and brought a calm over you that you needed after a stressful job, plus, some of the activities were very entertaining. But you wanted more.

As time went on, and your relationship stayed a secret from the team, due to Gibbs breaking one of his own rules, you were starting to get irritated that it didn't seem like he wanted people to know about you. On cases he always stayed a far enough distance away from you so no one could assume and reserved to checking on you when you were out of work when you got hurt. He also never expressed how he felt about you. He was a man of few words and you could feel that he cared about you when you were alone but you also know that things could be very much different as they were presented to you. And as good as he made you feel, he also equally was hurting you.

"Where are you going?" He asked six months into your relationship. It was a quiet Sunday morning, and it was gorgeous out, so you thought of going out and enjoying it.

"I'm going to the farmers market with Tim." You had answered back as you grabbed your purse and a reusable bag.

"McGee?" You could hear him getting up from his chair.

You turned around to meet his eyes, "Yes McGee, we always go to the farmers market on our days off."

"Really?"

"Yes, really. We've been doing it for the last year." You laughed.

"Oh." You walked up to him and gave him a peck on the lips, hoping his scowl would wipe away from his face, but it stayed.

"I'll be back in a few hours. See you!"

You didn't realize that day would leave to you two having to expose the very secret Gibbs had hidden for months.

"Y/N, look at this!" McGee was holding up a poster for an old video game.

"Wow, twenty dollars? I don't know if it's a steal or a rip-off." You laughed as he handed you the framed poster and reached into his wallet for cash. He paid the merchant and grabbed the poster back.

"Defiently a steal for me, the starting price online for this is $100. So where to next, Y/N?"

"There is a cute little stall selling plushies that I was eyeing, if that's okay?" He nodded, and let you lead.

You headed over to the stall when you felt a pair of eyes on you in the crowd. You scanned the area but didn't seem to find anyone out of the ordinary. You reached your stall, and you and Tim were checking out the plushies when you felt the same feeling as before on you.

"Tim, I think someone is watching us." You whispered as you held up a small plush bat.

"Really?"

You showed him the plush bat, "Yeah, while we were walking over here and now. No one seems out of the ordinary. I might just be paranoid. What do you think for Abbie?"

He nodded, and you held the bat in your arms. "I'll keep an eye out." You nodded back to him and grabbed a cute orange kitten plush.

"I think I want this!" You smiled up at him, trying to make the air a bit lighter.

His lips morphed into a smile, "Well then, I guess we better get it. It's on me since you bought me coffee."

"Aw, Tim! That's sweet of you, thanks!" You showed the merchant your items and they tallied them up and you both paid. "Alright, I think it's lunch time!"

Tim stood next to you, looking around. "I feel it too. Lets head to another stall, I don't like this feeling of being watched.

"Sure." You took a step forward when you felt and heard a sudden blast behind you. Warm air hit you, shoving your body forwards as you flew through the air, body tumbling as soon as it touched back down to the ground. Wood flew everywhere around you, as you tried to get up to look at the damage, when you felt another blast from another stall besides you as the world grew black.

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Gibbs was frightened. He hadn't been this frightened in a long time. Two of his teammates were lying unconscious in the hospital from some lunatic setting of a bomb and your condition wasn't the greatest as he watched your heart monitor bounce around irregularly.

"Hey, boss." Tony's voice interrupted his thoughts. "McGee just woke up. The doctor is checking him over and once he's done, we can talk to him."

The doctor came out an hour later and let the team know they could go in to see their friend.

"Take your time but what happened, McGee?" Ziva asked.

"Everything was normal until we got to our last stall. Y/N said she felt like someone was watching us but she didn't see anyone, and neither did I. I felt it as we were leaving but it was too late." McGee looked worried as he explained what happened to Gibbs. "I didn't see anyone but if I had just suggested we leave right off then she wouldn't here."

"Hey, nothing could have stopped those bombs from going off." Tony said gently, seeing McGee getting worked up as his heart monitor started beeping louder.

"Bombs? There was more than one? I only remember one of them."

Ziva nodded, "There was two. One at the stall you went too and one that was behind it."

They eventually left McGee after calming him down, and headed back into the waiting room.

"Tony, see what Abby has on the bomb. Ziva, figure out what stalls McGee and Y/L/N visit every week this past year."

"Past year? McGee didn't say anything about the past-"

"Just do it, Ziva!" Gibbs barked out.

"On it."

Gibbs circled around back to your room and watched you lying there. "We'll get them for you. I won't stop until I catch those bastards. Wait for me just a little longer."

Gibbs didn't visit the hospital for the next few days as he stayed up going over every little detail they had and trying to discover new leads. You still had yet to wake up, which fueled him even more to find whoever did this to you.

"Gibbs, I found something." Abby said over the phone.

"I'll be down." He said and ended the call. "Abby has a something, let's go."

The elevators chimed and as he and the team stepped off and into Abby's lab. "Whatcha got, Abs?"

"I found something in the security cameras. The shop that Y/N went to every week was this one here," Abby pulled up the shop's logo on the screen, "it's a small business that sells stuffed animals. She had been eyeing this cat for weeks. With my findings on the surveillance and evidence from the bomb, it looked like whoever made the cat used it as a trigger. Once out of the safe zone, it set off both bombs. The second one was delayed due to the stall being moved slightly during set up." She showed a few slides of the stuffed cat, one that looked similar to her cat that had just past away, and then to a video display of how the bombs worked. "I did some more digging, and found that the maker for these stuffed animals come from a company located just out of D.C."

"We spoke with the shop keepers and they said they draw up the designs and then send them out to a group that then goes around to manufacturers." Tony said.

"Tony, Ziva, go to the factory and interview the workers."

"Wait! I can do you one better." Abby said. "I managed to hack into their surveillance cameras, courtesy of McGee, and found exactly who worked on the stuffed cats for our small business. He goes by the name, James Harrington." Abby hit a key on the keyboard pulling up his James' social media. "It looks like Y/N and him had gone out a few times but about six months ago they haven't communicated or gone out."

"Let's bring him in." Gibbs said through a clenched jaw.

Gibbs was pumped for the interrogation and with a bit of yelling and one slam of the desk, James was putty in his hands. Spilling everything from how you rejected him after a few dates, and that you were always around McGee and he was furious that you could be with anyone but him.

"She always was with him. It was disgusting to watch them together every Sunday. I had to teach her boyfriend a lesson." James spat.

Gibbs eyes narrowed at the word boyfriend. "Well lucky for you, her boyfriend gets to ruin your life. Have fun in prison, while I get to continue dating her." He got up and slammed the interrogation room door closed and headed straight to the hospital, ignoring the shocked looks from Ziva and Tony.

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Gibbs pulled your hand closer to him and rested his cheek on it as he clasped it in his. Ever since he got the confession out of James, he had been by your side waiting for you to wake up.

Ziva, Tony and McGee watched from the door way, Gibbs oblivious to the three of them watching which was very much unlike him.

"I can't believe they're dating. How did we miss this?" Ziva whispered.

"What I wanna know is how." McGee answered back.

Tony chuckled, "I bet it was after they went 50 Shades of Grey during that undercover mission."

"Do you think they've been together that long?" Ziva questioned. "That was like half a year ago."

"It explains why Gibbs avoids her during cases."

"But why keep it a secret?" McGee asked.

"Maybe it's because they're happy with just each other." Tony replied, watching Gibbs gently kiss your forehead.

Gibbs watched as you slept peacefully. You looked like an angel, to him you always did, but especially now because you looked so peaceful. You were always peaceful when you slept. He could watch you for hours, running his fingers through your hair as you cuddled into him, your head on his chest.

He closed his eyes, feeling days worth of no sleep catching up to him.

"Jethro?" He thought it was your voice, but how could it be? You've been unconscious for the past week.

"Jethro?" The voice was clearing up and it definitely sounded like you. But it had to be a dream, he thought.

"Jethro!" Your voice was much louder this time, enough that Gibbs' head sprang up off the mattress and his eyes opened to meet yours.

"Y/N?" Gibbs said shakily.

You were sitting up, your hand still in his, with a big smile on your face. "You've been asleep for a few hours, you're quite cute when you're sleeping." You giggled.

Gibbs looked at you in disbelief for a second before he crushed you to his chest, holding you tightly. "Don't you ever leave me like that again." He whispered. "From now on, anywhere you want to go I'll follow. I can't lose you."

You pulled him away and cupped his cheek. "Are you okay with that?"

"This whole thing has made me realized how much I care for you. I'm not letting you walk out that door again, especially when you want me there."

He watched you smile, cupped the back of your head and placed a sweet kiss on your lips.

"No more hiding?"

"No more hiding."

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So sorry this took forever! So many things in my life popped up half way through writing this! The second half of this doesn't do the story line justice. Let me know what you think down below!!

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Kinda want ageswap prowl to get found out by the other bots on base. His roommate keeping everyone informed on his stuffed animals was the start. when they all start noticing that he’s somehow becomes a personal favorite of all of high command, even though he doesn’t even actually do anything! (admittedly his work has been suffering, it’s just so hard to focus with the plug and ring)

Jazz probably hears about the rumors first, that prowl has been sleeping with them all. That he’s blackmailing them, making them treat him well. Or, of course, the ones that are waaay to close for comfort, like that prowl fucks the plushies… he tries his best to subtly redirect them but there’s only so much he can do

And then one day the twins get a notification that prowl has taken his plug out, takes off his ring, all of it. Anytime any of them try to talk to him, or try to punish him for it he fights back. Not in a fun way either, they can tell something has him extremely upset. Especially when they notice he’s gotten rid of all of his cute things.

They also notice the mocking looks and remarks he’s getting in the halls. And eventually some bot gets caught selling a vid, and it all clicks. It’s a vid of prowl, being held down by multiple mechs off screen, with the camera angled between his legs so you can see his face while he crys and begs. They play with him a bit before bringing one of his stuffed animals in, ripping a little hole in it, and using it as a fleshlight for him. There’s a lot of mock cooing and shushing as they use their spikes to wipe away his tears.

He clearly hates it all, but he can’t help but cum as they play with his little spike through the toy. It goes on for a long time before the video ends with prowl overloading himself into shorting out, just covered in cum. Under other circumstances it’s drive high command absolutely wild with lust (it still kind of does) but right now it’s just set them on a war path.

Maybe that’s why high command puts up with prowl in the future, even if he never wants to have anything to do with his “training” again, they all still remember their sweet little cadet and how they failed to protect him…

oh lord… a sad ending to the ageswap au, huh. Poor Prowl, he felt appreciated and loved for the first time in his life and had it all torn away by the cadets that made him feel alienated in the first place. Maybe once this whole “training” thing is over (he can’t believe he agreed to that in the first place, how stupid was he to think that no one would find out?), he goes back to being an irritable prick. He purposely pushes anyone from the high command away because he thinks he’s no use for them now, and the only thing he can do is put his battle computer to work. He has to prove it to the other cadets that he’s more than some piece of shareware the officers threw around as they pleased.

mhm... Prowl eventually becomes head tactician, the rumours have subsided as the cadets grew up and scattered, but they’re still threat enough that he’s keeping his distance from the high command. Perhaps he even convinces himself that it was all their fault, that they embarrassed him. He ranks above the twins now, and treats them like all the other soldiers. He’s cold and professional when talking to any of the veterans. They don’t… like him much, but they know he’s clever, and… none of them can get the memory of a soft, vulnerable Prowl out of their heads. They all feel so sorry for that scandal they caused, he didn’t deserve the ridicule, the revenge porn... Jazz probably feels super guilty about that.

hrghh i bet Prowl literally never had sex with anyone since the "training" was over...

[chaosfairy18]

Newsiestober Day 7 : Soulmates

Fall days could be anything from nice and warm when you’re wearing your cool looking coat to freezing in your cool looking coat because someone thought it was a good idea to make a Spring/Autumn coat without pockets – no matter how nice it looked. Luckily, when Race went out in his nice coat after being forcefully taken by his friends, it was the first option and he’d not die because he wanted to look nice for the Fall Fair they were dragging him to.

The only saving grace was that his friends weren’t going with their soulmates. Yet. Mush and David would come in a few hours, so until then he had Jack and Blink all for himself and didn’t have to feel like a fifth wheel just because he hadn’t found his soulmate yet. He was happy for them, obviously, but it was just annoying to see how centred Blink had gotten with Mush around, who would be the only one to be able to talk him out of punching someone. Or how Jack finally had someone who could match his wit and mouth, who wouldn’t let him get away with talking and talking and telling five different stories over the course of it.

They’d all just seen the colourful footprints on the ground in school one day, followed them, and met the universe-chosen love of their life.

And that was fine, his friends deserved to be happy and, well, at least Skittery and Pie Eater weren’t hitched yet, he wasn’t the only one, but the more it got – especially the more found their other half in school or clubs – the more he thought about finding his own soulmate. If he ever would.

But he wouldn’t start to see footprints that he could follow that were left behind by his fated match if he just sulked at home, so he’d agreed to go with Jack and Blink to the fair.

It was still sunny and warm when they arrived, people bustling around stalls and booths either selling food, trinkets, or offering some games. It wasn’t really Halloween-themed as it was still early October, but there were some stalls selling jack-o-lanterns or ghost plushies and the like. It was fun.

He and Blink laughed over some poor guy shooting all his loads he paid for to win a rose for his girlfriend in the completely wrong direction, he and Jack bought roasted almonds and only threw them at each other once and the all together went into a haunted house that was still a bit early in the season, but it had been fun and scary.

He didn’t even think about their other two friends – his friends’ soulmates – arriving later, he was too busy dragging Jack to the bumper cars and tag teaming him with Blink to always bump against him as fast as possible.

The first time he noticed something bright on the ground, he almost dismissed it, thinking it was just some flyer, or decoration that had fallen down, until he did a double take and saw that it was footprints.

He hit Blink in the arm until he stopped talking to Jack. “What?”

“Please tell me you don’t see that on the ground.”

“See what?” Blink looked and only kicked a pebble to the side, evidently not seeing the prints, so they couldn’t just be from someone stepping in actual paint.

Race took a deep breath, not sure if he was excited or terrified. “I see footsteps.”

“For real?” Jack grabbed his shoulders, grinning widely. “Then go get’cha boy… girl… well whoever they are.” He turned Racetrack around and shoved him forward, evidently immediately wanting him to search for a stranger.

“That’s not even the direction, Jack.”, he groaned, but he did follow the footsteps. It was to where they hadn’t been before, and even if he knew his friends would most likely follow because they were nosy and couldn’t keep to themselves, he had to know now. If he didn’t find them, who knows when he’d get a chance again?

It wasn’t really easy to tell, at first, how fresh the prints were. After following them for a while he did think they got a bit brighter than when they’d started, but it might just have been his imagination. There were a lot of people and some stood right where he was trying to go, but the footsteps always went on, further through the masses of people and snaking through the fair, sometimes building little circles where his soulmate had been at one place for longer and walked in one place basically, sometimes farther spaced out where they could walk faster.

And somewhere they had to end, with someone he was destined to be connected to one way or another. Still a scary thought, but he was getting more excited now that it was here.

His search led him back to the haunted house, seeing footsteps go in – he wouldn’t go in there again, even for that – and then also out, luckily. And they led to a person this time, not just to another corner and another walk.

The boy was his age, a bit taller – if not much – and leaning against a booth selling pendants and candles where a girl and a boy were looking at everything. The boy – his soulmate, probably – was also staring at the haunted house, and Race just stopped in his tracks, suddenly self-conscious. The other boy was cool in his leather jacket, hands in the pockets, piercings on his ear glinting in the late fall sun, blond hair falling in his face, and it just made Race aware of his own looks, his short stature, the way everyone always appeared horrified when he said he wanted to study physics and math.

Should he really go? What if his soulmate was an asshole the moment he opened his mouth, what if he wasn’t even interested-

Race intended to just go, turn around and flee when he saw Jack and Blink badly hiding a few booths behind him, knowing they’d never let him. Now or never.

Racetrack went up to the blond, up until the other noticed him. “Uh… hi. I don’t want this to be- well it’ll be weird anyways, but I followed your footsteps here.”

The other looked him up and down, then at the ground, also seeing the footsteps, most likely. “Huh.”

What did he mean ‘huh’??

When Race just looked confused, the boy started to talk again: “Saw your steps in the haunted house and meant to go after them, but my friends over there talked me into at least waiting until they got done with their candle shopping.” He grinned and held out his hand. “I’m Spot.”

“Race.”

Spot snorted. “At least it don’t sound like I have to explain the nickname thing.”

“Nah, my friend group got more than enough of those.” Race laughed awkwardly, but well… he liked Spot. Not romantically or anything, they’d just met, but he was nice to talk to. That was probably good. “So, what are-“

“Wait, Sarah?”, the way too loud voice of his now ex-friend Jack sounded before they could talk more, the cowboy-obsessed idiot coming to them just as the boy and girl from the candle booth got there too, Race recognizing her as David’s sister he’d seen once or twice.

She looked to Jack, then Spot – and with it Race – connecting dots in her head. Almost throwing her bags at the other boy with her, she twirled around Race to Spot, throwing an arm around his shoulder and messing up his hair. “I told you, you shouldn’t run off and just wait here, I knew it. And it’s even someone I know; oh you’re going to be insufferable.”

“Sarah, stop it-“

“You’re going to be so cute!”

“Wait you know him?”, interrupted Jack, getting next to Sarah. The whole thing with him and her had been complicated anyways, since he first dated her before noticing her brother was his soulmate – though they separated in a friendly manner – and they still riled each other up, soon forgetting about Race and Spot.

That left Spot to clean up his hair again, moving closer to Race. “So, can I give you my number? So we can keep in touch?” Spot waited for a nod until he got out his phone, holding it out to him with a new contact.

Race quickly typed in Race – gambling addict soulmate as well as his number and gave it back, earning a small laugh from Spot.

“Think you’re funny, huh? Just saying, you can’t get a lot of money from me.”

“Wasn’t looking for any.” Race was glad they were already bouncing jokes off each other, feeling comfortable with each other. Maybe that was normal with soulmates, he wouldn’t know. “Though I am kinda looking for a kiss.”

Spot scoffed and rolled his eyes, but he did lean down and kiss him on the cheek. “You won’t get anymore.”

“Already got more than I thought.”

They listened a while more to Jack and Sarah’s bickering until David and Mush found them – as well as the two soulmates of Sarah and the other boy they’d been with – before exploring the fair more as a big group, Spot and Race joking and teasing almost the entire evening.

And every time he looked back he could see colourful steps they’d left behind.

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Hope this was cute, I just couldn't think of anything to draw so I spun a wheel to see what ship I should write and well I looked around a long time for a soulmate AU that wasn't too terribly cliche. Hope you had fun reading!

@newsiestober2024

[vvolfy]

The brothers + MC at the mall (in the human world)

Lol, these hc’s were also brainstormed by @absoluteyeet​ and @stardustursa​

American malls, for the win LOL

Divider credits to @rubystarraven​ (if its not okay I can take them down they’re just super cute!)

Lucifer:

Would spoil MC without hesitation, and especially of the risque variety.

   Reluctant to tag along because he would have to babysit his brothers (as usual)

   Would visit stores that specialize in formal wear, (appearances matter), expensive colognes.

   MC drags him into Bath & Body Works, but he doesn’t stay for more than 5 minutes before he loses his sense of smell and develops a headache.

   The type to stand outside of stores with his arms crossed, only to say he isn’t rushing anyone. (he is)

   He’s like a cranky old man. From complaining about the malls music choice to criticizing anyone that passes him.

   Any food vendors that sell fine chocolate would pique his interest.

   100% avoids mall vendors. You want to fix his D.D.D? Too bad so sad. Mammon already scams him. He doesn’t need another.

   Bookstores (Barnes & Noble) would be his go-to.

   As would antique shops. Those are his favorite.

   Would be the first to leave the mall. Honks at the rest to hurry up.

   A MC plushie from Build A Bear would perk him up, I think.

Mammon:

  Has a coin purse, despite being broke. Lucifer takes it and hits him with it when he makes bad choices.

   Obviously cannot be left unattended. (Do your job MC)

   Spoils MC unconditionally after stealing Goldie back. (Spoils himself as well.)

   The type to haggle prices.

   Has been kicked out of most stores for haggling/stealing.

   Food? Yeah. Like everything else, it goes on Lucifers tab please.

   Resorts to stealing and gets caught.

   Tries to steal cologne from Bath & Body Works while MC is shopping, only to spray himself in the eyes.

   Makes MC at Build A Bear, makes MC pay for it.

Leviathan:

   Only tagged along to go to Gamestop, Hot Topic, Spencers, and for the Asian food vendors. Otherwise he is being forced to go. Send help.

   On his phone and switch the whole time, headphones on full blast. (He’s a pro at playing and walking.)

   “I guess I’ll h-hold your hand MC. N-Not that I like you o-or anything-- y-you’re just so n-needy you’ll hold a filthy Otakus h-hand--”

   “Can we go now?”

   Talks MC’s ear off at his favorite stores. (Always listening ofc)

   Due to sensory reasons, he avoids Bath & Body Works, though he’ll wait outside for MC.

   Loves stim toys. Walks out of Hot Topic with a bag full of em.

   You can find him at the arcade! Claw machines are his favorites!

   He would share Dippin’ Dots with MC.

   Would go to the pet shop to see fish and snakes ofc

   Would go to Barnes & Noble for the mangas, duh

   He would spoil MC in his own way. “It’s not like I l-love you or anything! I just didn’t want y-you to feel left out! Ugh!”

   I think he would love Build A Bear. He would so build Lotan and Henry, and carry them everywhere. He would also love a plushie of MC.

Satan:

   In this for Barnes & Noble or any bookstore really.

   Actively avoids the others. (Except for MC)

   Loves the cafe in B&N, would eat croissants with the blackest coffee while reading.

   Lucifer physically curses Satan to follow him if he doesn’t leave w/ them.

   Accompanies MC where ever they go/want to go. (Spoils them too.)

   Would stop at the pet store to see the cats. Expect him to be there for a long while. Cats > you.

   Stops at Bath & Body Works for warm scented candles.

   Like Levi, Satan would LOVE stim toys.

   Starbucks 100%

   Would go to the movies with MC to watch movie adaptions of books.

   The last to leave the mall, by closing time. Lucifer is angry.

   Leaves with like, 50 new books.

   Loves a cat plushie from Build a Bear, though a MC plushie would be better.

Asmodeus:

   Would live in a mall for eternity if he could.

   Takes his sweet time in every single store.

   Manipulates a few human lackeys to carry his and MC’s bags. If he can’t find anyone, then Beel would suffice.

   Takes MC to Sephora or Ulta to spice up their vanity wardrobe.

   Would definitely take MC to Spencers for the risque stuff. ;)))

   Bath & Body Works spree. (He has a huge collection of their products, duh.)

   Would make MC at Build a Bear 100%, along with a bear of himself. (Rose bear for him!!!)

   Wouldn’t splurge at the food court tbh, he doesn’t want to get dirty.

   Would be the one to help MC choose fashionable clothing. (Lingerie, etc)

   Though he does his own nails, I think he would still go to the salon w/ MC to both get their nails done. Mani/pedis, duh.

   The type to try every. single. beauty. sample. in existence.

   If you thought Mammon was a heavy spender... lol

Beelzebub:

   “Hey MC, I’m hungry.”

   Pulls MC to every food vendor until they flood a table with various snacks and food (Onlookers are shocked)

   He would carry MC’s bags to exercise so long as MC feeds them.

   His way of spoiling MC would be sharing his food, but I think he’d also buy MC stuff, like what he sees them taking an interest in, you know?

   Would definitely hit the gym or martial arts training, whatever available in the mall at the time.

   For additional exercise, carry both Asmodeus and his bags.

   Would mistake soaps and candles at Bath & Body Works for food. Lord help us.

   Better dip with Mammon before Lucifer kills the three of you for embarrassing him. (And that shoplifting charge)

   Carries MC anytime they say their tired, or when MC wants a piggy back ride lol

   Would love any food related plushie MC gets him, though he eats it because it looks too realistic.

   Frequently checks on Belphegor who decides to sleep on a massage chair.

   Helps MC reach the taller shelves.

Belphegor:

Tired Edge Lord(TM) didn’t want to go until he was yoinked into Spencers by MC. More face jewelry for him. Plus some quality time with MC is always best. (Works at Hot Topic too)

Finds a massage chair, falls asleep instantly.

(If) Lucifer manages to get him out of the chair, it’s a team lift.

Will wake up to MC or food, or both. Both are nice.

If he’s awake enough he would love it if MC shared their Dippin’ Dots with him.

If he has enough energy he would gladly hold MC’s hand as they walk together.

He would definitely be a candle man, and would love the soft scent candles Bath & Body Works sells.

Would love Build A Bear like the others. Cow plushies, and a plushie of MC are ideal to snuggle with.

Loves stim toys like Levi and Satan do.

[imagitory]

Review: Wish (2023) [SPOILERS]

Evening, everyone! Tonight my mother and I went to go see Disney's most recent film, Wish, which fortunately came to theaters in my area right before its formal American release date. I'd been very curious to see how this tribute to Disney's last 100 years of filmmaking would turn out, and now that I've seen it...well, I have to be honest, I was a little disappointed. I want to be very clear both that I was going into this with a rather sunny outlook and that there are things I really liked in this film...but overall, it felt like a lot of the good ideas it had were only half-baked, and I found myself -- forgive me -- "wishing for something more" than what we got.

For a more comprehensive deep-dive...a cut!

The Good!

+The single best element in this film for me was Chris Pine's performance as our villain, Magnifico. There are definitely some things I can critique about Magnifico's overall storyline and "character arc" further down, but Chris was clearly having a grand old time being an egotistical, sassy jerkwad, and it totally showed. Even in his villain song This is The Thanks I Get?, which just screamed "passive-aggressive abusive parent," you can hear how much fun Chris was having in the studio, recording it. I just about always enjoyed when Magnifico was on screen, and I actually did really like the idea that a lot of his villainy is rooted in him being obsessed with control over everyone and everything. In a weird way, Magnifico's turn to the Dark Side parallels Anakin Skywalker's in the sense that he lost so much in the past that he's determined to never lose anything important to him again -- especially the power he's accrued to make himself feel strong, after having felt so powerless. I find that very interesting, and I kind of wish that aspect was really highlighted more in the story, but we'll talk about that later.

+Asha was a likable enough heroine, even if I found her to be a lot like a two-way fusion of Mulan and Anna placed in a vaguely Snow-White-ish role in her clearly Seven-Dwarf-inspired friend group. Ariana DeBose portrayed her rather well, both acting and singing-wise. I also liked the "social justice" bent to Asha's character where she wants better things not just for herself and her family, but also Rosas overall -- in the French translation of her main song "This Wish," they even push this further by having Asha wish "to see the world happy again someday." We haven't seen a heroine really express this kind of desire for a positive change in the world since Esmeralda in The Hunchback of Notre Dame, and that's cool! Plus representation in mainstream media for previously underrepresented groups is always nice. ^.^

+As much as I don't think they all got enough focus as individuals, I liked Asha's friend group! Especially the fact that it is a friend group made up of people that are around the same age as our protagonist, which -- let's be honest -- isn't that common for Disney heroines. Often with "sidekick groups," you're more likely to have situations like Cinderella with the mice (who are more like cutesy sidekicks than equals) or Snow White with the Dwarfs (who are all quite a bit older than our heroine)...so a friend group made up of peers with their own personalities and motivations was kind of fun.

+The setting of Rosas itself could be pretty. I liked a lot of the Mediterranean-inspired architecture, especially inside Magnifico's tower.

+The combination of 3D and 2D-esque animation was also interesting! It really served to give the film its own distinctive visual style that sets it apart from other Disney projects, which I always appreciate.

+Star was...cute. Obviously just designed to sell plushies and definitely reminded me way too much of Kirby, but cute enough. I do think it's kind of cool that they're never gendered at all in the entire movie, because it'd be silly to think of a sweet little androgynous ball of stardust as being specifically male or female.

+I liked the idea of Simon "betraying" Asha, only to be turned into a pawn by Magnifico in the process, but not being treated unsympathetically by the story for it. Didn't love the full execution of the idea, but hey, that's what the negative section is for.

+The idea of everyone finding the power inside of themselves to stand up against Magnifico (because they're "all stars," and presumably all have the magic needed to make their wishes come true) was a little predictable, but still sweet. I have problems with how the film wrote it (which we'll get to), but the idea itself was wholesome and fitting.

+I like several of the songs, just on their own -- I added This Wish and Knowing What I Know Now on my ITunes as soon as I first heard them prior to the film's release, and now I've added At All Costs too: it's a really pretty duet! (Gorgeous work, Chris and Ariana!) I'll leave my praise here, though, because sadly the soundtrack is going to get a lot of discussion in the less positive section.

The Not-So-Good...

+This film being "Disney's 100th anniversary film" really got in the way of this movie telling a compelling and unique story sometimes. The whole movie really twisted itself into a pretzel trying to check off all the usual Disney tropes, and there were points that certain choices made the story seem incredibly stilted. For instance, one common Disney trope is a dead parent, so of course Asha has lost her father -- but we learn so little about him and he ends up playing such a small role in Asha's arc and story that it seems like an unnecessary detail. Asha's grandfather honestly plays more of a role in Asha's motivation throughout most of the film, so it would've made just as much sense to have Asha's grandfather be the one who believed in stars having power, rather than her father. Another example is the concept of the cute animal sidekick who's just there to make jokes -- as much as Valentino the goat didn't annoy me personally, he added just about nothing of value to the story whatsoever aside from comic relief, in contrast to other funny sidekicks like Sebastian from The Little Mermaid or Olaf from Frozen, who also serve a plot purpose and have a developed relationship with the protagonists. Then there's Asha being cut from the same "naive, awkward, wide-eyed idealist" cloth as many of our Disney Revival heroines like Anna, Rapunzel, and up to a certain point even Mirabel are; Star being in a similar vein to cutesy, innocent sidekicks like Pua, Crikee, and Baymax while Valentino is more akin to sassier, comic ones like Mushu and Sisu; her friends literally being based on the Seven Dwarfs from Snow White; our heroine getting a pretty standard "I Want" song and the villain getting his own solo number that doesn't really take any risks...oh yes, and we mustn't forget the trope of the Storybook opening, which (I'm sorry) I know was supposed to be a reference to Snow White, Cinderella, and Enchanted, but just gave me Shrek vibes the entire time. I was waiting for Shrek to rip out the page and use it for toilet paper any minute. It just felt a lot of the time like the movie was very paint-by-numbers, rather than throwing in much that was surprising or different.

+This isn't even touching all of the pointless meta references to other Disney movies. Asha wearing the Fairy Godmother's cloak and getting a wand like hers at the end -- the mushrooms crowing "we love crazy!" the way Hans did in Love is an Open Door -- Asha riding the reindeer the way Kristoff did in Frozen 2 -- Magnifico using green smoke hands a la Ursula -- the ending with those obvious Wendy and Peter Pan look-alikes, come on, really??? That was just painful.

+As much as Magnifico was an awesome idea for a character and Chris Pine's performance was beyond entertaining, the movie did not always write him as well as they could've. From the very start, we see this guy is an egotistical control freak -- obsessed with his own image, incredibly hard-to-please, arrogant, vain, desperate for attention and unwavering praise and adoration from all of his subjects, and determined to keep an iron grip on everyone else's wishes because of the power it gives him. He's ALREADY a terrible person, from the start -- and yet the film tries to introduce this dark magic book that gets no explanation or backstory whatsoever and has no real characterization or presence, so it leaves no real impact on the audience corrupting him and making him a bad person, when it didn't need to! Magnifico was already the villain this film needed! Just let him fall head-first into madness without the book prompting anything! Even if Magnifico "lost everything" in the past, that doesn't make him a good person, if he takes everyone's wishes away from them and hoards them all to himself, only to grant a few now and again when it would make him look good.

+This above point actually leads nicely into one change I really, really wish the film had been ballsy enough to make -- have Asha already be Magnifico's apprentice, not trying to become it at the start of the story. Give our villain and hero a real relationship, with history that started before the events of this film! Asha lost her father at the age of 12...how interesting would it have been -- whether to make Magnifico more of an anti-villain or show how manipulative he really is -- if he'd tried to fill that fatherly role for our main character and twist her to serve his ends? What if At All Costs was rewritten to be about Magnifico not just being determined to hold onto all of the kingdom's wishes, but also this apprentice he sees as an extension of him and his legacy, while Asha is determined to protect this Star she's accidentally summoned and the suppressed wish of hers it represents? This change would've made Asha's break with Magnifico so much more powerful for both of them -- it would've both justified Magnifico's descent into madness and given Asha more reason to feel like it was her responsibility to stop Magnifico. You even could've then played more with Asha's relationship with Queen Amaya too, in this kind of a scenario.

+Oh yeah, and on that note, Queen Amaya. OOH, this really annoyed me -- okay. So this woman is supposed to be a good guy, in this story. But as I touched on earlier, Magnifico was already a pretty awful person, hoarding people's wishes away in order to make himself powerful. Was Amaya truly so blind to that? Did she truly never question anything, ever? But no, really, she only turns on Magnifico after he starts using the dark magic book and actively threatens her. Only that makes her turn from him, and it's pretty damn immediate. Now okay, I hear you saying, it's like Amaya sings in Knowing What I Know Now, right? "The good in him, I've watched it melt // I was blinded by the love I felt"? Excuse me, lady -- but Magnifico wasn't a good person, before. He was just playing a part so as to stay powerful and adored by the masses. And if the story wants to claim otherwise, and act like that dark magic book was responsible for Magnifico going bad, then why would our Queen decide to keep him locked up in his staff's crystal forever? If the book was responsible, then Magnifico would be the Frodo or Golum to the book's One Ring -- he'd be a victim, in such a scenario: one in need of help and pity, not punishment. So either Amaya is a selfish person who only cared about her husband's mistreatment of others when it affected her, or she's a needlessly cruel person who decides to punish her husband for a vice that anyone could fall prey to. Either way, I don't want this woman ruling anyone! Make this woman a straight-up villain, same as her husband, and have the whole monarchy come crashing down after she and Magnifico both go down in flames! VIVE LA RESISTANCE! (Playing into my idea with Asha being Magnifico's apprentice all along, maybe there could even be a twist on the Evil Stepmother trope with Amaya, where she's jealous of how much Magnifico has tried to groom Asha as his apprentice, rather than spending time and/or starting a family with her or something.)

+As I touched on earlier, there wasn't even close to enough time to develop all of these characters properly. Since our heroine and friends are most similar to Snow White and her friends the Seven Dwarfs, let's compare cast size. Snow White is 83 minutes long and has a cast of ten (Snow, the Prince, the Queen, and the Dwarfs) -- Wish is 95 minutes long and has a cast of fourteen (Asha, Magnifico, Star, Valentino, Amaya, Asha's mum and grandpa, and our seven Friends). This results in us getting the vague idea that "Grumpy" role Gabo is sweet on our "Bashful" role Bazeema, but no time to develop their relationship or give it any kind of conclusion; the others saying "Sneezy" role Safi apparently loves the castle chickens with no sympathetic explanation why, to the point that he gets super excited about a chicken growing to a giant size for no real reason; "Doc" role Dahlia having a crush on Magnifico that is then dropped immediately after Asha turns against him; oldest kid and "Sleepy" role Simon feeling incomplete without the dream he gave Magnifico and "betraying" Asha as a result in an attempt to get it back, only to get stabbed in the back by Magnifico, and then have no time for a proper redemption after he's unhypnotized; Asha's grandfather turning on a dime about whether or not he wants to know what his wish was if Magnifico thought it was dangerous; Magnifico getting some justification in his backstory for his bad behavior, but Amaya's backstory being a complete black hole before she married Magnifico when you'd think it'd explain all the more why she stuck with him so long; and Asha's mum having her wish crushed to dust by Magnifico and then given back without us EVER LEARNING WHAT IT EVEN WAS IN THE FIRST PLACE, even after we see just about everyone else's wishes as soon as somebody picks it up and Asha's mum's wish gets picked up multiple times!! Come on, if you're going to set up NOT showing it, you may as well have a pay-off for it!! At least give us some moment where Asha's mum hugs her in relief and acknowledges that her daughter was her wish! That would've been a nice "aww" moment for everyone!

+Okay, I said I was going to talk about my problem with the songs, so here goes. As I said before, I listened to the soundtrack before watching the movie, and even when I did, I could immediately sense a problem: these songs did not tell me much of anything about the movie, just on their own. Welcome to Rosas, which is pretty much just an exposition dump about the kingdom and how Magnifico founded it, didn't really paint a picture of our setting or characters much at all, the way opening songs like Belle or The Family Madrigal do. This Wish, although pretty, was something I could hear just as easily on the radio -- it didn't feel as tied or necessary to understanding our heroine the way something like Part of That World does. I'm a Star, quite frankly, felt like a lot of inspirational word salad, rather than anything particularly memorable or revelatory -- why else wouldn't it even be worthy of a musical salute in the reprise, where Asha remembers that she and everyone else are stars during the climax? Even after reading summaries of the plot and spoilers from the storybook for this film, I could not figure out for the life of me how At All Costs would fit organically into such a story, being sung by our villain and hero. It wasn't until I saw the film that I saw how the filmmakers decided to fit it in and honestly...the song didn't help tell that particular scene at all. It's a really pretty song and I like it a lot -- but it lacked any of the irony or contrast that kind of a scene that introduces the difference in focus between our hero and villain required. If the scene itself is needed to understand what's supposed to be going on while the song is playing, then the song is not effectively telling the story and is therefore unnecessary. There wasn't even a particularly Spanish or Mediterranean flair to the soundtrack to help set the stage, aside from the occasional flourish of castanets -- instead it sounded very contemporary, which I guess is appropriate, since it was largely written by pop composers rather than any musical theater talent.

+There were also points where the songs felt the urge to shove in a bunch of extra words just because, rather than have the words flow well and really mean something. I'm a Star is most guilty of this, of course, but even in This is the Thanks I Get?, we hear Magnifico gripe that "I let you live here for free and I don't even charge you rent" -- mate, THAT MEANS THE SAME THING! If you live somewhere for free, then you are NOT paying rent!

+Knowing What I Know Now is a bop and I like it (aside from Amaya's stupidity), but I'm sorry, all I can think when I hear it is "This is clearly trying to be Ready as I'll Ever Be from Tangled the Animated Series, but that song blows this out of the water." However fun the song can be, it would've been so much stronger if it actually addressed the contrast between the characters and revved us up for a big final battle, instead of it just being our eight underdeveloped characters psyching each other up.

+The idea of everyone being stars was a lovely idea, but the execution of Asha remembering this fact and using it to defeat Magnifico was terribly handled. First off, there was no revelatory phrase or action that prompted Asha to remember this fact, so her suddenly saying that "they're all stars" came out of nowhere. Second, even putting aside that there'd be no way any of her friends could hear Asha from all the way up on the tower if they're stuck in the courtyard below, there's no reason I can see for Asha's friends or family to know what the hell she was even TALKING about. They weren't there when the I'm a Star number happened! And the way that number made it seem, just based on the visuals, it looked like the "star" power came from a person's dream, since it's the same glow that returns to Asha's grandfather when he gets his dream back, but most of the town's dreams have been already yanked out by Magnifico at this point! I think the idea is that since everyone is a star, even with that big piece of them and the power accompanying it taken out, they still have enough stardust inside of them to be powerful enough to chase their heart's desires...but yeah, I'm sorry, for all the word salad I'm a Star threw around, this world-building aspect was really not made clear, and because of that and the lack of a proper callback to this plot turn, the climax didn't hit as strong as it should've.

Overall, this film felt a lot like a batch of unbaked chocolate chip cookies that someone decided to throw a bunch of brightly colored sprinkles on top of, just because they could. A lot of ideas just don't feel like they were fully developed, and there was a lot tossed in that didn't contribute to the overall taste or bring the disparate elements together in a cohesive whole, instead feeling more like a distraction than anything of actual substance. That doesn't mean I couldn't eat it -- I like eating cookie dough as much as the next person -- but that doesn't mean it felt like a complete, finished product worthy of great praise. Instead I'm left looking at the wasted potential and wishing the movie had carved out its own path more, one distinctive to itself, rather than just be a mashup of previous Disney concepts and tropes. I won't act like there's nothing to like here, nor that it's completely lacking in heart: I actually would love to see fandom for this movie re-imagine it in ways that could've improved the story and characters, because there were SO many good ideas here...but for me personally, this movie left me colder than it should've and -- like Asha after meeting Magnifico -- a bit disappointed.

So I make this wish...to have Disney make a film better than this.

Overall Grade: C-

[this-ag-doll-is-a-butch]

Clara Montoya: Autistic???

I've been getting back into AG for almost a year now. Josefina has always, always been my fave, since we were both nine years old.

I've been thinking about how I want her to have a counterpart in her time and location to actually interact with in period-appropriate ways. She never received a Best Friend doll, though :(

But really, her whole story is centered around her family anyway, and I've seen people talk about how 2005 GOTY Marisol Luna has been used to create Clara dolls. And yep, the resemblance is real.

So I have plans to get a Marisol and make her Clara. Although they may take a some months to come to fruition, considering all my other doll and fandom and plushie collection goals and IRL expenses 😔

But it's free to think about Clara's character and plan for what I want her collection to encompas.

The thing that strikes me most, looking at her now with the adult knowledge of being autistic myself- she REALLY seems like a character that one can headcanon as autistic with ease.

She's logical and practical and literal to a fault. She hates change and getting dirty and wants to keep everything organized. Sewing and embroidery are her special interests! She bonds with Tía Dolores through those interests! She clashes hard with Francisca, who just does not want to make the effort to understand her.

She has strong attachment to objects, to the extent that it becomes a huge part of the plot in "Josefina's Surprise." (The altar cloth, Niña.)

Niña is her comfort object, for fuck's sake!!!!! She manages to relinquish primary custody of Niña to Josefina, but ONLY after Tía Dolores managed to give her a new comfort object (Mamá's silver thimble.)

I mean, I think I need to closely reread all Josefina's series and acquire all short stories and the mysteries. What else is going on with dear Clara and her autism? Does she have sensory issues???

It goes without saying that Clara was never deliberately written as autistic, and of course in 1824 New Mexico, a word didn't exist for autism. But we autistics have always existed.

In terms of a potential collection- obviously Josefina's nightgown straight-up seems to be Clara's camisa and IDK how to feel about that. How can Josefina not have her nightgown??? 😭

One potential solution I've been thinking about is a similar nightgown for her but with a different neck ribbon. I can't sew, but it seems Etsy seller Magnoliawillows makes a similar nightgown with a blue ribbon which could be Josefina's new nightgown.

https://www.etsy.com/listing/1325115163/josefina-montoya-style-night-shift

Also, I know her BeForever nightgown exists too. But I'm not as emotionally bonded to it, since it came after "my time" lmao. Maybe it would be nice if Clara and Josefina had summer and winter nightgowns 🤔

And I could get Josefina's BeForever bed for Clara! That's another reason why I want a Clara- to have a way to use more of Josefina's collection as I acquire it, especially the BeForever items.

And if AG could just get off their asses and GIVE JOSEFINA LITERALLY ANY COLLECTION AT ALL AGAIN, it would be great to buy whatever is (re-)released new and use it mostly for Clara, because that way I could have the beloved Pleasant Company versions of my memory yet also support Josefina's collection today.

Meet Accessories/Outfit ideas- Josefina's PC red-ribbon nightgown as camisa, different rebozo, moccasins, extra pair of Josefina bloomers, indigo skirt (although it would be interesting to try and see if someone sells/would make a skirt closer to book illustrations... however, 1820s New Mexican sisters, even in a well-to-do family like Josefina's, definitely shared clothes. So it would make sense from that perspective).

She'd need a doll-size pair of scissors, which Tía Dolores gave her, of course. And I'd want her to have some kind of necklace, because all AG historicals did/do. I'd need to know more about necklaces from then, though... perhaps some kind of mílagro, or Saint Clara symbol/medal? I'd want her to have a little sewing & embroidery kit to hang on her belt, too.

One thing that would take a lot more work, yet would make an amazing story, would be to somehow find another little doll's-doll like Niña. I have a whole story idea where some kind of secret room somehow gets found (maybe at Abuelito and Abuelita's house in Santa Fe) and a long-forgotten doll from Mamá and Tía Dolores' childhood gets given to Clara 🥺

Another idea would be to assemble stuff to create a little shrine for Clara and Josefina to pray at (yes I got the idea from the Mini World image). Especially because it would have Mamá's colcha-embroidered altar cloth! And just in general, part of why I connected with Josefina so much growing up was that her family is Catholic, just like mine.

These days, obviously, I'm a grown up monbinary gay ex-TradCath (similar to ExVangelical) with religious trauma, but maybe making a doll Catholic shrine would be a way to deal with that in a more healthy manner...

Anyway I would love to talk about Clara and Josefina!!!! Josefina-lovers please interact!!!!

[ghostflowerhotpotch]

So I'll just tell myself all of the things I can't say to you yet (Fic)

Pairing: Ghostflower (Miles x Gwen.)

Chapter: 1/4.

Summary: On a scale from interested to desperate, where do you rank buying a plushie of your crush?

...Could she even still call this a crush?

As Gwen closed the portal behind her, she couldn't believe she has gotten away with it. When Miles invited her and the rest of their friends to Festival, she has been thinking about what type of music she would hear, what difference she could catch from her dimension- not this.

It has been kind of an impulse purchase, she has honestly been lucky that the money from her dimension seemed to be close enough to the bills in Miles’ universe; hopefully the seller wouldn’t have trouble depositing a glitching bill. It couldn't count as scamming someone, right?

“This was stupid,” She thought to herself, yet still hugging the brown bag against her chest, almost a bit too protective, not wanting anyone to see its contents.

She doesn’t know how she managed to hide it from Miles (or Pavitr, who was very curious about it- Gwen almost wonders if Hobie knew since he helped to move the conversation around,) or even get it without anyone else noticing. Gwen didn’t think she could come up with an excuse if any of them saw this.

But she was in her own dimension again, her dad wasn’t at home right now, which meant there was no one but her, and even in the safety of her own room, she didn’t want to look at it, as if getting it out of the bag would somehow be more incriminating than having it.

Still feeling a bit silly, she sits in her bed and finally, opens the bag and finally gets her precious cargo she has been so mindful of. On her left hand, there is a medium-sized, Miles' plushie.

It was spiderman themed, of course; she wasn’t sure how it worked, but multiple companies have started selling merchandise with his name and colours in it, even if he technically hasn’t signed anything. The quality wasn’t that good, a big head with a very fluffy body and limbs, it was kind of ridiculous.

Insanely cute though, almost as cute as him.

Groaning, she let herself fall in the bed “What’s wrong with me?” she whispered to herself as she put a hand on her forehead. Looking back, she glares at the plushie, almost as if it came home with her by itself rather than being her own idea. Sighing, she lies on her side and hugs the plushie.

She already bought the damn thing; she may as well embrace it.

Miles and she had been working on rebuilding their friendship. After months of silence, the secrets about canon and Miles’ Spiderman situation; they needed to take a step back and get a chance to breathe, especially for Gwen who was not just trying to rebuild her relationship with her dad, but catch on all the classes she missed on the meantime. Considering how things ended in HQ, she was honestly grateful Miles wanted to keep in contact after that fiasco.

There was just a small problem, her crush.

“Well, can I call it that anymore?” She thought bitterly to herself, as she looks back at the plushie that she was clutching against her chest. The little Spiderman just looked back at her; unlike the real one, there wasn’t a way to take that mask and look at his face. If she had more artistic abilities, she may have tried to find a way to give a face to the plushie.

God knows the only reason her notebook has half-made songs instead of drawings like Miles, is because she couldn’t draw like him.

Gwen wasn’t always upfront with what she was feeling, not even to herself. Part of her thought if she could pretend to be okay, those emotions would eventually leave her and she could continue her normal life. Except that it doesn’t; not with the guilt of losing Peter, not with the gaping hole that felt those months when she thought her dad hated her, and not with her feelings for Miles.

Everyone knows about his crush on her, or at least the feelings he used to harbour for her; ever since the whole situation with Miguel, Miles hasn’t been the same to her. He was still kind, and warm, but it didn’t feel like it used to be, even now.

What she has for him? It was still there, as strong as ever, and she was drowning in the feeling.

Part of Gwen wonders if the people around her had pretended not to know, or at least make it easier for her because she was in such denial she would try to shut down the topic otherwise. But Jess knew exactly what Gwen must have meant by "getting too close to someone," Miguel thinking Gwen was a liability thanks to her feelings for Miles (which was sorta right,) and Hobie- the guy probably figured out the tenth time she mentioned his name.

She has been insisting they were just friends, that it wasn’t that big of a deal; but she knows it wasn’t exactly Ham the one she has been missing all those months before finding the organization, and she wasn’t going to forget about monitoring a bad guy to spend an afternoon with Peter B.

It was kind of dumb, but she has been so glad that no one has pointed out that on a mission that would have been easy with the Spot literally out of ways to travel to other dimensions, she opened the portal right where Miles was as she ignored the bad guy until her watch screamed at her. While hugging the plushie even harder, she knows you don’t risk the multiverse just to catch on with someone, and you don’t sneak out to get a plushie of someone while obsessively making sure no one notices.

As she looked at the oversized head that mimicked Miles’s mask, she thought to herself when she was going to give up acting as if those feelings weren’t there, or it was as simple as a crush.

“I love you” She whispers for the first time, and somehow the phrase feels like it almost echoes in her mind. It feels right in her mouth, the truth she has been battling for so long.

Groaning, she looks to the roof “I’m so stupid.”

Because only someone like her would get into a mess like this. Loving someone from afar while not being sure if they could actually make it work, but wanting so badly to do it.

And yet still too scared to do anything that whispers the truth to a plushie.

Perhaps even after all this time, Gwen Stacy still only knew how to run.

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Oh my g-d I am typing lines and dots as separation like this fanfiction net in 2011, jeez I am old.

So! I normally just upload my fics in ao3; however, as all we know (or so I assume because multiple communities are in shambles right now.) AO3 is down, and the best way to help is to not try to get in.

And it just so happens this fic that was supposed to be a one-shot became a short fic because the comments ended up inspiring me to do more.

The second chapter will be posted in a few moments, and the link to it will appear in this post and vice versa. The third chapter will be published on tumblr depending on how the ao3 situation goes and my mood.

Hope you like it! Leave a comment if you did, is the only reason this went past the first chapter.

Second Chapter here!

[skynapple]

Budding Romance | Ch. 6

Love and Deepspace | Jeremiah x MC / slow-burn / friends-to-lovers

warnings: none

Multi-chapter | A03 link

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Jeremiah is dragged along and encounters some thistles.

Oh, Xavier would die if he were here. If only he could see me right now...

The night market was two blocks of Linkon City's downtown district, lined with booths selling trinkets, crafts, art, food trucks, and a few games that were easy enough to tear down and store away. They arrived at a themed booth that looked like it was representative of a popular toy brand he could have sworn he recognized. 

It was some kind of toss-in-a-hole game but with pebble-like stars that looked like they barely fit in the holes on the board. They stood in line and watched child after child try and fail, the angled edges of the stars often catching the edge of the hole causing it to bounce right out.

Jeremiah immediately failed to see how it was a two-person game. "So, how exactly is this two-player?" He said, always one to speak what he was thinking.

"Well, look how hard it is!" She deflected quickly. "If it was just me, I wouldn't have that many chances. But with you, I'll definitely have a better shot."

"Ok. But, why-" 

"NEXT!" The irritated teenager called out to the line, interrupting his thought.

She seemed to know what he was asking anyways. "Well, I also wanted to thank you for helping me the way you did before, maybe get you away from the shop for a little bit? I dunno..." She looked at her shoes, shyly. "And like I said, all my other friends were busy, so I thought, why not?"

It warmed his heart to hear her so sincere.

"I thought I'd mentioned before, no need to thank me. Any friend of Xavier's is a friend of mine. It's an honor to help out a Deepspace Hunter." He pretended to roll up his sleeve. "So don't you worry, ma'am. We'll definitely win this."

They definitely did not. 

Sure enough, their handful of stars each bounced right after the holes, try as they might.  "These stupid stars." She said, gritting her teeth bitterly as they turned away after both of their turns had passed. "Yeah!" He agreed, "I can't believe they made it like this! It's impossible." A familiar feeling settled in his heart. In a strange way, it reminded him of losing a wanderer fight. He turned to her, resolved as her own words to him from so long ago came back to him.

Sharpen your sword, Jeremiah.

He may have had no idea what the prize was, but he was not going to let her back down so easily. "What are we waiting for?" He nudged his chin towards the line, already hurrying to the back of it.

After an hour of playing over and over, the teen attendant felt bad and admired their persistence in being the only ones to try again and again. "Yeah, it's kinda rigged not gonna lie." The kid said with a wink and handed one of the prizes over. "It's day one. No one's gonna know if one's gone.

And so she'd finally obtained her prize.

"This is what you wanted?" He remarked at huge succulent thistle plushie that she needed both of her arms to hold onto. 

"This is the same one they have at my favorite arcade! But this one is Linkon limited edition and they only have it here! I'm trying to collect them all. I can't believe I got it!"

He laughed. "It's so cute! Glad I could be of service."

She buried her face in it, taking in the artificial scent. "Let's get a picture?"

"Yes!" He quickly agreed and slung an arm around her shoulders to take the photo with his phone.

"Can I post this?" She asked eagerly after admiring the selfie.

A wicked grin grew on his expression. "Of course!"

He was mentally preparing to tease Xavier when the feeling of her warm hand fingers clenched around his palm interrupted his thoughts. It lasted only a millisecond -just a quick squeeze, to say thank you- but it left his heart pounding.

"Thank you so much! I couldn't have done it without you."

"Oh-..." He stammered. What in the world? "No problem."

Suddenly he felt like it was the first time he really looked at her. Inexplicable emotions rising as he stared. Would the woman he'd known head have spent so much time attempting a plushie? Who would have been at her side then?

"Something on my face?" 

"Hmm? No. I was just wondering how in the world you're going to get that plushie through your door."

She laughed. "That's why it's squishy!"

Before he could say anything else, she was pointing out a food stall.  "After all that effort, I'm starving! Oh, and foods on me. No arguing. Everything here is so good. But you know what's really good here? You can get hot dogs dipped in fried potatoes. Have you ever had one?"

"I can't say that I have..."

Jeremiah had no idea what to think as he followed her, barely hearing her as she began to point out the other stalls over the thoughts swirling in his head. Part of him was pleased that he could spend so much time casually with her like this. It was a refreshing replacement to all the negative memories spent at war, and nice to be around her in such a joyous, youthful way. It was nice to feel like she was his friend again.

But she's not. She has no idea. I'm just a stranger. A friend of a friend.

Maybe if she knew who he was, he'd feel better about it. He'd know where he stood; he'd know his place with her. With this in mind, the other thoughts were about how jealous Xavier would be. While at first it was funny and he was never one to shy away from making him more jealous, he never actually wanted to get in the way of anything between them. For as long as he'd known the both of them, they'd only ever had eyes for each other and that was not something he felt like he could or should interfere with. A sinking feeling grew in his stomach that maybe this was too far?

No, this is fine. This is casual. If I was any one of her other friends, she'd be doing the same. Now he chided his racing thoughts. This is nothing. He can't be too mad about this. Just helping her out, like always.

"Any of those sound good?" She was asking. Even though she'd spent so much time listing all their options, he hadn't heard a single one.

"Well, my mind kinda stayed on the Korean hot dogs. What did you say, potatoes, huh?"

"Yes! Ok, you're going to love it. Let's get in line!"

He smiled. "Yes, ma'am! Lead the way."

This is nothing.

--

When he got home later that evening, he had half a mind to gloat to Xavier and send him the picture he'd taken, but hesitated.

He's going to kill me.

Right when his thumb hovered over his contacts, a notification from a new sender lit up on his screen.

Miss ma'am: [Had fun tonight :) thanks for the help! It got through the door!]

He pursed his lips together and thought long about what to reply. [Np! Had fun too.] Was all he was going to leave it at.

She replied less than a minute later. Miss ma'am: [Btw I need help tomorrow. My real succulent died :(]

[Send pics.]

Miss ma'am: [Its too dark rn. I'll pop by the shop tomorrow.]

He thought about it. [Closed tomorrow.]

Miss ma'am: [Oh ok! I'll send pics then.]

He thought about it some more. [I'll swing by?]

Miss ma'am: [That works!! Do you have Xavier's address? Same building. I can let you in.]

[Ya. What time?]

Miss ma'am: [Noon?]

[Kk!]

For a while he tried not to overthink it. It was just helping out an old friend, for which he felt he owed her a lot anyways.

...This is nothing.

[dballzposting]

Vent Post

This is the best gift I ever received and so funny and crazy as well becasue when I was young there just WASNT toys or clothing or any merchandise available for Cartoons or Vdoeo Games or what have you. If you wanted to see your favorite character you would have to go to Google Images on your DSi (wi-fi permitting) and look at the same Deviantart drawings over and over

Super Mario and Pokemon plushes were like items of royalty (other than Pikachu. Pikachus were highly respected but nonetheless common. Kind of like cats in real life). They were rare and impossible to find and my brother had some Mario pluishies and we wer elike WOOOWOWHWOWHWO HOW DID YOU EVEN FIND THOSE ?!?!?! Honestly we probbaly just didnt know how to use the internet. But nonetheless that was the first impression of life that i got when it came to video game or cartoon stuff. What you wanted most just simply did not exists

Nopwadays of course it's completely different and I stil find myself reeling. You can go online and customize stickers and clothing EASILY !!!!!!!! You can go to the mall and find a store that sells Waluigi plushies like it's No Big Deal. They propbably have him in 3 different sizes

So when I got into dragon ball I was delighted (and contonue to be delioghted) at how EASY it is to just ... FIND IT ANYWHERE ??? You go into any random store and there's a chance of finding some sweatshirt with goku on it. For no reason. AND I'M ALWAYS THRILLED TO SEE IT !!!!!

And I was disappinted but Not Surpised when I find out that they just dont really make Goten & Trunks merchandise like they do with anyone else. Plenty of Gohan, plenty of Future Trunks, and that's swag. But you're not gonna find little Goten or Trunks (with the exception of those crappy 1999-2000 series figurines of them WHICH I DID ACQUIRE two years ago at my local Goku store and yes I did immediately tear the original packaging asunder. Actually I'm not religious but tearing them open did feel like a holy and careful thing to do and so I felt strongly compelled to get in the shower and thoroughly wash my feet first???? I don't now why. But I did do that)

And when the Superhero movie was announced it was like AIEEEEE New Goten & Trunks designs !!!

But then even a while after the movie came out I was struggling to find screenshots. No official art was even appearing on google images for a while and the movie wasn't on any of my sites, but I did find some yourube videos with them in it. But I wanted better refs of Goten & Trunks and I was just having trouble. But then a while after that they DID start appearing on Google Images and that was enough to MAKE ME HAPPY!!!!!!!

But i wasnt expecting MERCHANIDSE. Like OF COURS ENOT !!! Like DBZ is crazy popualr but you can't find EOZ merch anywhere, OF COURSE I won't find Goten & Trunks mercfh.

But I mean. THEY WANT TO MILK THIS CASH COW FOR AS LONG AS THEY CAN !!!! They put Goten & Trunks in the manga. Merchanise of them started to appear and i was stunned when my attention was directed toward it but it was still few. A month ago I acidentially found a blind bag of DBS:SH bag clips online and Goten & Trunks were there and I was like OOUGH...HAA....HUH !?!? I recovered thoguh and did not buy any.

DESPITE THE GLARING EVIDENCE THOUHG I JUST DIDNT BELEIVE THAT I COULD EVER ACQUIRE A NICE FIGURINE OF GOTEN ????

I Did Not Know this existed and I don't think it has existed for long. Most thoughtful gift. I'M SO THRILLED !!!!

Very funny to receive JUST Goten. It's never JUST Goten. It's a;lways Goten & Trunks. Goten & Gohan. Goten & His GT Girlfriend. It's never JUST Goten. BUT HERE HE IS!!! JUST HIM!!!!!

And he looks Dumb too he looks stupid the shadows on his face make him look ill. He's got shitty doodoo hair. This is so dumb but they are milking this cash cow baby. AND I'M SO GLAD TO HAVE HIM !!

It's COOL becasue it's a unique design for him. That's probaby why theyre putting out DBS:SH Goten & Trunks merchandise. Becasue there's something to put out there.

Goten only had like 2 designs that were unique and interesting. Here's what I mean:

When he's little he has a few differnt outfits that are colorful and interesting but we don't remeber them and they don't stand out becasue he's not in them long. Gohan had some different outfits throughout his childhood too but we don't remeber them for the same reason.

Goten's most recognizable outfit is his gi and he looks pretty much exactly like Goku so no one cares.

In DB Super he's got an outfit that we';ve actually seen him in beforer only now he's wearing it 24/7. This is more noteworrthty but there's still no merch of him (EXCEPT FOR A BAG CLIP THAT I WAS FORTUNATE ENOUHG TO ACQUIRE.. FOREVE RTHNAKFUL...). Ultimately it's not necessarily UNIQUE becasue like yeah his mother dressed him so what. It's nothing we haven't seen before already

His GT appearance is ..... SO... UNNOTEWORTHY. The whole appeal of his character is that he has a phone and a gilrfinred. HE LOOKS LESS VISUALLY INTERESTING THAN THE TOWNIES. It's especially comical when you see him standing amongst the rest of the cast. PROOF

When i saw his scene I had to pause and laugh for a while. HE'S SUCH A NOBODY!!!!! HE LOOKS LIKE A RANDO WHO JUST WALKED IN. Like some store clerk or something

HIS ONLY INTERESTING AND UNIQUE DESIGNS ARE:

HIS INFAMOUS "SON GOTEN" SHIRT, which he wore for ONE EPISODE at EOZ. Noteworthy mostly due to his new height and long hair

HIS DBS:SH OUTFIT. Noteworhty becasue he's FINALLY growing up and his hair is getting long.

... ^ WE DIDNT GET THE LATTER UNTIL THE SUMMER OF 2022. All we had for a long time was his purple man jeans in GT and his SON GOTEN pride shirt in EOZ. And there's NO merch of those, in all of these years.

His outfit in DBS:SH is sort of superb in how it links the tradsitonal clothes he's always worn and the cityboy fits he gravitates towards later. His mother picked that shirt out but you know that he bought those pants at Kohl's

He's just so funny .... This figurine is so funny .. It came with bubble wrap wrapped ONLY around his head like a bag of shame and im honestly gonna put it back on becasaue he is so ugly.

PEACE AND LOVE !!!!