#i fucking love cinderella 3

[artsyitzy]

So this is love

Cinderella AU: Luckity

(Though Luzu looks more like Wilbur T-T)

[untimelyambition]

curt and kim being dance partners in all the scenes at the castle is something that is so special to me

[astrxealis]

really want to read more and more literature (esp classics!) aghhhh yesterday iirc i was on a walk with my mom and twin and an old guy (not a weirdo dw) who was jogging or walking too actually asked what book i was carrying and it's a little funny bcs uhm he just went "oh a classic!" you see. i was carrying dante's inferno. which i still haven't properly started to read but anyways he might... if my mom is right... be the local parish guy so oopsies !! LMAO anyways yeah really interested in lovecraft for a while now! horror scares me and gives me paranoia but i also enjoy the writing of it? and i remember once that something/someone said my writing is kinda similar to his. hm.

[chadsuke]

Books Read in 2022:

The Magical Revolution of the Reincarnated Princess and the Genius Young Lady Vol. 1 by Piero Karasu & Harutsugu Nadaka (2021)

The Magical Revolution of the Reincarnated Princess and the Genius Young Lady Vol. 2 by Piero Karasu & Harutsugu Nadaka (2021)

The Magical Revolution of the Reincarnated Princess and the Genius Young Lady Vol. 3 by Piero Karasu & Harutsugu Nadaka (2022)

The Magical Revolution of the Reincarnated Princess and the Genius Young Lady Vol. 4 by Piero Karasu & Harutsugu Nadaka (2022)

A Wicked Tale of Cinderella’s Stepmom by Kiarne & Sunset (2022)

A Wicked Tale of Cinderella’s Stepmom by Kiarne & Sunset (2022)

A Wicked Tale of Cinderella’s Stepmom by Kiarne & Sunset (2022)

Roxana: How To Protect the Female Lead’s Older Brother by Kin, Juniljus & Ji-Yeon Baek (2021)

She Loves to Cook and She Loves to Eat Vol. 1 by Sakaomi Yuzaki (2022)

[ID: Covers of the aforementioned manhwa and manga. End ID.]

[awxcoffeexno]

the patient - part 2

toxic!loganhowlett x reader

someone new

<< part 1 | series masterlist | fic masterlist | part 3 >>

summary: logan is an awful jerk and so you seek out happiness elsewhere.

content: you'll learn a little more about reader's powers + bobby and storm show up!

warnings: all mentions of jean are actually referring to the phoenix who is extremely mentally unstable, logan mandhandles the reader quite this time as well but never hurts her, the relationship portrayed is horribly toxic.

word count: 1.3k

a/n: logan's a giant dick in this one but i promise it gets better next part on.

you are finishing up bedazzling sophie's dress for the annual xavier's school for gifted youngsters college prom when bobby approaches you with a small sheepish smile, pulling his sleeves over his hands nervously.

"hi," he smiles, crouching down next to you and giving your handiwork a once over. his cool air is pleasant after hours of labouring over this dress that you volunteered to fix.

"hi, bobby," you smile back, a small blush creeping onto your cheeks as you read his mind.

you'd already been expecting him to come, of course – it's been a few days since bobby has been meaning to ask you but now that he's here, he's the first of all the boys who have asked you to prom that you're actually potentially attracted to. only he hasn't quite asked yet.

"so... i was thinking..." he starts and you bite your lip, seeing the images of the two of you dancing together spinning in his mind. he's in a simple tux and you're in a glittering blue dress – it reminds you of cinderella.

he opens his mouth to continue but you cut him off.

"i don't have blue fabric!"

"what?" he asks, puzzled.

"you want to ask me to the prom!" you rush out, sitting up to explain. "but i don't have blue fabric. and the store bought cheap stuff makes me itchy. and so–"

bobby's a smart guy and he catches on quickly. a warm smile spreads across his face and he sits down properly, criss crossing his legs.

"i thought the professor told you not to read our minds without permission."

you redden, picking on your nails. his closeness is nice, comfortable.

"yes but... i can't help it sometimes."

"it's okay, i don't mind." he says, brushing a lock of your hair behind your ear. "and i don't mind if your dress isn't blue either."

you look up at him and really, you should be immensely flattered. you should be jumping up and down with joy, having gained the affections of one the most popular students at the college, the whole mansion, really.

you should be so grateful that someone wants you the way bobby does, true and pure. bobby, johnny, travis and mikey, all the boys who have already asked you to prom. but of course, your stupid stupid heart is elsewhere with a very much unavailable man.

so you say simply, "i can't go to the prom with you, bobby."

he tries to protest but you quickly place your hand on his cheek and his eyes flutter shut, succumbing to your powers.

he takes your hands and kisses your knuckles softly. "you deserve better," he says, knocking the wind out of your lungs before standing up and walking away.

is your desperation for logan so fucking obvious? none of the other boys said anything– god, you must look absolutely pathetic to anyone who cares to notice.

and then a vision envelopes you, logan and you in yet another fight. what about, you cannot tell. logan is impossible to read sometimes.

you quickly stand up and decide to go find him before it turns nastier than it need be. you've learned that the best course of action is always to nip these things in the bud.

you find him in the kitchen, hunched over a plate of chicken. storm has some bacon on the stove, the sizzling filling the air around you. your stomach growls at the smell. slipping into the stool beside logan, you knock your shoulder against his with a smile.

"hey, sweetheart." he smiles the lopsided smile you love so much, making your heart skip a beat.

"hi. can i have some of that?" you ask, gesturing at his plate.

"'course y'can." he says, quickly dragging your stool closer and bringing a forkful to your mouth. you take the bite, tummy filling with butterflies. for a moment, you all but forget about your vision.

"oh, hey," storm greets you as she walks back in to check on her bacon. "did you say yes to bobby? honestly, he's such a good kid, he'd be great for you!"

"hmm?" logan inquires, wanting context.

"bobby said he'd ask her to the prom." storm explains, waving her fork about. "it's her... what, fourth promposal?"

"four, huh?" logan mutters, sitting up straighter and you're flattered at the irritation in his tone before you realise why you'd gotten that vision in the common room.

shit.

"four and you didn't once say yes?" he growls, low enough only for your ears.

"well, you don't know i said no to bobby." you mumble defensively.

"give me a fucking break. look at your face. you said no."

storm looks between you both and to satiate her curiosity, you quickly explain about the blue dress fabric and why you had to say no and logan slams his fork down on the table. the sharp sound makes you both jump.

"what–," you start, really not having expected him to create a scene in a common area but you're proven wrong because he's grabbing your arm and hauling you out to the corridor and up the stairs, two at a time, ignoring your protests.

he shoves you into his room and shuts the door behind himself, rubbing his hand down his face in anger.

"why do you care if i said no?!" you hiss at him, hurt that he isn't happy.

he should be happy! you're saving yourself for his promposal. teachers and students go together all the time considering how many of the teachers are so young and how many students much older. he isn't even a teacher anyway.

"why do i care?" he repeats, disbelief lacing his voice. "why do i care?!"

his tone makes you step back.

"why do i care?!" he thunders again, stepping closer.

his voice drops dangerously low. "i need you to get one thing clear in your head." his fingers wrap around your jaw and he can see your eyes glaze over in an attempt to push your emotions back. "i ain't asking you to the prom. i was never gonna ask you to the prom. if jean is feeling up to it, i'm takin' her. else i ain't goin' at all. do you understand?"

you exhale evenly, pissing him off further. he hates it when you don't fight back and you wonder if he enjoys this back and forth between you two. you wonder if enjoys belittling you.

when you don't respond, he hisses, "nod if you understand."

you nod finally and he lets go of your jaw, shaking his head and sitting down on his bed. he puts his head in his hands and groans in exhaustion.

"fuck me, rejecting four kids your age hoping an old fuck like me's gonna ask you out." he mutters, twisting the knife in your heart further.

"don't pretend you don't want to ask me only because of my age." you finally speak, voice laced with venom. "don't condescend to me like that."

"nah, you're right," he snarls, "ain't askin' you 'cause you're fucking obsessed with me. fuckin' pathetic."

you let out an involuntary gasp as his words further sting your heart. your reaction makes his eyes snap up to you and he almost looks like he wants to take it all back. but you step back, knowing when to admit defeat and refusing to take any more hurt from him. he starts to stand up but you raise your hand, stopping him.

"don't worry, logan." you whisper, voice threatening to break. "got the message."

you walk out of his room and don't let yourself cry a single tear until you've found bobby, told him that, actually yes, you'd love to go to prom with him, found lara and offered her a new dress in exchange for the blue fabric from bobby's thoughts, and gotten back to your room.

only then do you allow yourself the first tear. and then you cry and cry and cry yourself to sleep.

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okay, i promise the next part is lighter and wayyyy cuter!! poor lil reader.

love, d <3

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<< part 1 part 3 >>

taglist: @beeingaflower, @uhnanix, @kokomixxk, @nighwingsdiscordkitten

[sanaexus]

social's as reo's girlfriend

-liked by nagi.seishiro, kuniisuke and 198.3k others

yourusername: he loves me (trust)

tagged: reo.miikage

isaichii: is he hiding his face bc he's ashamed or bc he's ashamed? ↳yourusername: COME ON I'M NOT THAT BAD 🙁🙁 ↳isaichii: the last time we went out to a fancy place you said deez nuts to the waiter who asked for your order ↳rin.itoshi: she dressed up as cinderella to take out the trash ↳yourusername: THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A SECRET?? ↳reo.miikage: i love you but what the fuck? ↳yourusername: you don't get to say that when you threw a hissy fit over nagi choosing isagi ↳reo.miikage: betrayal often comes from the ones you least expect it from

user1: did he pay you to take that picture ↳yourusername: no ↳user1: know your worth girly ↳reo.miikage: you'll never beat the gold digger allegations this way ↳yourusername: what if they aren't allegations and actually true ↳reo.miikage: what ↳reo.miikage: Y/N WDYM ↳reo.miikage: OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR WDYM BY THAT

nagi.seishiro: without me? ↳yourusername: lil man you better stafu bfr i hurt your balls bc he's with you 24/7 ↳user2: lil man ain't he like 6'0 ↳user3: sometimes lil man do be a 6'0 giant oversized mop of white hair ↳yourusername: he legit pats your hair like a cat, carries you around, pays for all your shi, kicks balls w you tf you want let me have him for sometime ↳nagi.seishiro: choki misses him ↳reo.miikage: im omw dw ↳yourusername: step out of that fucking door and i'll make sure both of you end up like kaiser ↳mikka.kaiser: UN FUCKING CALLED FOR THE FUCK DID I DO ↳yourusername: idk im js a girl ↳alexis.ness: don't feel safe no more not until i'm around ↳yourusername: i like being kidnapped /hj ↳reo.miikage: wtf

-liked by isaichii, megubachi and 187.2k others

yourusername: i've only had mr.teigo for a day and a half but if anything happened to him i would kill everyone in this room and then myself

tagged: reo.miikage

chigi.who: who the fuck is mr.teigo ↳yourusername: SHUR UP GIVR HIM RECPEST YOU FOOL ↳yourusername: hes the purple ballon btw ↳sae_itoshi: shut* give* rsepect* ↳shiidoryu: YOU GOT IT WRONG TO LMFAO ↳itoshi_sae: it was fucking autocorrect ↳shiidoryu: you can be "it" i can be "autocorrect" that way you can fuck me 😊😊 ↳itoshi_sae: and they say romance is dead ↳chigi.who: are we gonna ignore the fact Y/N WOULD COMMIT MURDER FOR A FUCKING BALLOON??? ↳reo.miikage: pretty tame if you ask me ↳nagi.seishiro: it's normal ↳rin.itoshi: surprised she hasn't already ↳isaichii: v v normal ↳megubachi: my monster likes him ↳julian.loki: being honest so would i he's so cute 🎀 ↳yourusername: hOW DARE YOU TWO ASSUME IT'S GENDER !!! THEY SHOULD BE ABLE TO DECIDE FOR THEMSELEVES APOLOGIZE TO MR.TEIGO ↳kuniisuke: YOU CALL HIM "MR" INDICATING HE'S A MALE FUCKING DUMBASS ↳yourusuername: my balloon my rules

megubachi: i'd let mr.teigo braid my hair and then we skip to the near by garden where we swing tgt ↳yourusername: YES OMG YES !!!! ↳reo.miikage: no ↳yourusername: go be 👬 w nagi or something

user3: why do you look so 😾😾 in the first picture ↳yourusername: i pointed at a fish and said "aww look it's so cute" and without any hesitation he's like "yeah reminds me of nagi" ↳nagi.seishiro: L ↳yourusername: i'll beat your ass in fnaf come fight me lil boy ↳nagi.seishiro: i'm betting choki on it ↳oliver.aiku: GASP!11!!1!11 HE'S BETTING CHOKI?? Y/N'S GETTING COOKED ↳yourusername: like how isagi absolutely cooks you<3 ↳eita.otoya: foul? yes. do i want you to keep going? yes

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yourusername: it isn't reo without nagi

tagged: reo.miikage, nagi.seishiro

user4: the third picture LMFAO ↳yourusername: when reo realized his soccer (life) partner got stolen by some puzzle solver ↳mikka.kaiser: IT'S FUCKING FOOTBALL WE'VE GONE OVER THIS ↳hiyori: suck my dick ↳yourusername: ask ness to do that he does it to kaiser all the time, his head is prolly better ↳alexis.ness: no what the fucj ↳yourusername: 🎀👬

nikkoki: damn shawty you seem good at biting lips how ab biting mine @/reo.miikage ↳yourusername: take nagi instead pls

reo.miikage: who the fuck and I MEAN WHO THE FUCK EDITED THAT LAST PICTURE ↳yourusername: it suits you ↳reo.miikage: does not ↳chigi.who: you were plucking out the hairy part of your tooth brush to see if nagi would choose you ↳hiyori: HAIRY PART LMFAO WHAT ↳rin.itoshi: you mean bristles? ↳karasu_tabito: there's a name for that shi? ↳kenyu.yukimiya: no shit?? you don't js call it "the hairy shit on your tooth brush" ↳karasu_tabito: ... ↳eita.otoya: ... ↳kenyu.yukimiya: PLEASE DON'T TELL ME YOU THOUGHT THAT'S WHAT IT WAS CALLED

isaichii: wait if you two were kissing and nagi was playing video games then who the fuck took that picture? ↳yourusername: idk someone randomly dms it to me on instagram and i'm like yeah this is useful ↳reo.miikage: WHAT ↳isaichii: someone sent bro a picture of her and her bf kissing and she's like "yeah thanks" ↳yourusername: how else was i supposed to get pictorial evidence of nagi always being there ↳reo.miikage: that's js lies ↳yourusername: LOOK AT THE FUCKING PICTURE MATE

i'm so sorry this took so long and it's so mid?? but i had no motivation and i js had to post something so

[jackhues]

...but it's something stronger | oscar piastri

note: here's part 3 <3 this is the FINAL part so i hope you all enjoy it! reminder to read part one and two linked below BEFORE this so you understand

one || two

pairing: oscar piastri x fem!reader, logan x best friend!reader, one sided!enemies to lovers

faceclaim: various, from pinterest

youruser & oscarpiastri

liked by landonorris, pierregasly, mclaren & others

youruser: your favs are back in vegas !!

user: stop the second pic

landonorris: again. photo creds? -> youruser: again. no.

landonorris: party in logan's room- be there by 9 -> youruser: what if i'm asleep at 9? -> landonorris: oscar get off of y/n's account -> logansargeant: well... i guess i'm hosting -> user: stop lando's friends with logan?? ahh i love this

user: awww i love them

user: girlie's trying too hard

user: nice to see she's finally coming to a race smh -> user: what is with y'all? a wag doesn't have a job- she's leeching off the man's money. a wag has a job and responsibilities and can't make it to a lot of races- she's unsupportive. like make up your mind gd

logansargeant: i have to see y'all being cute in person AND on my feed 😒😒 -> youruser: your fault -> oscarpiastri: you chose this life

y/bffsuser: imy bby <3 -> youruser: imym <33

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Y/N WALKED HAND IN HAND WITH OSCAR, following the hotel signs to Logan's room. She was happier than she'd been in quite a while. She'd joined Oscar in Australia, where she met his family, getting along surprisingly well with them. They were great people, which made it really easy for her.

She turned the corner, seeing Lando and Logan standing outside of their room.

"Finally," Lando grinned, seeing them.

"It's 8:45," Oscar told him. "We're early, if anything."

"Why are you guys outside?" Y/N asked.

"We're going to this bar that Lando found last year during the Grand Prix," Logan explained. "He said they've got hot bartenders."

"I see why you two would be down for that," Oscar rolled his eyes.

"Good answer," Y/N grinned. She turned back to the other two, "Alright then, let's get drunk."

"Not too drunk," Oscar corrected. "I want to be in bed by midnight."

"What are you, Cinderella?" Y/N asked. "Oscar, you're in Vegas once a year. Enjoy it."

"I'd like to enjoy it in bed," he muttered. "Also, you're wearing insanely high heels. You're going to be begging me to take your shoes in like an hour."

"Okay fine," Y/N agreed. "Not too many drinks, and in bed by twelve. We can manage it, no problemo."

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Y/N SMILED AT THE SIGHT OF OSCAR IN BED next to her, sleeping soundly. A slip of sunlight streamed through the curtains, covering him in a golden light. His hair was splayed over his forehead in an unruly manner, beckoning Y/N's hand closer.

She twirled one of the strands around her finger, taking a moment to admire him. He looked beautiful, even more every time she looked at him. She was almost blinded by how pretty she was.

It took a minute for her brain to catch up and realize his beauty wasn't blinding her, it was the sunlight glinting off the rock on her finger.

"WHAT THE FUCK?" she sat up, eye on the ring and trying to figure how the hell it got there.

Next to her, Oscar groaned.

"Shhhhhhh," he muttered. "My head hurts."

So did Y/N's. In fact, it was beginning to spin a little. Or maybe that was the room?

She turned back to Oscar, hoping to clear up why the fuck there was a hugeass engagement ring on her finger, but he didn't seem to be in the mood to wake up.

So she stole his blanket.

"Y/N!" Oscar groaned. "Give me my blanket! And turn the light off."

"Oscar, that's the sun," she told him. "Also, why are you in a cheap looking tux?"

"In a...?" He opened his eyes, surprised at the fact that he was actually wearing a tux — or at least parts of one. What he had on wasn't really nice, probably rented. Or secondhand bought? He looked back up at Y/N, tilting his head, "Uh... why are you in a wedding dress?"

"Huh?" Y/N looked down at her clothes, repressing the urge to scream at what she was wearing. It was a white minidress, not near anything she had planned to wear at her own wedding one day. "This isn't... it's not a wedding dress. It's a white mini dress."

"The veil falling out of your hair says otherwise," Oscar noted.

"The veil—" she reached up, pulling out what was indeed a veil. "Oh my God, I'm in a wedding dress. And I have an engagement ring on my finger. And you're in a tux. What the fuck happened?"

"Wait, you— you have an engagement ring... what?" Oscar sat up, his gaze finally falling on the ring she wore.

"Oh crap, I don't even know who it belongs to," she muttered in horror. "Where the hell am I supposed to return this? It must've cost a fortune..." she trailed off, eyes meeting Oscar's. Memories of the night before were coming back to her, or at least some of them were. "Oh my God, the Bahamas. You said you were going to propose then... but I— I was freaking out because there was no ring at the ceremony and you pulled this out."

"I was possibly going to propose at the Bahamas," he corrected. "I had it planned out, but just in case, I also had something for after the season."

"Can't say that wouldn't be a fucking dream," she shrugged.

"So you'd have said yes?" Oscar's eyes widened. "If I asked, I mean?"

"Oscar, I'm like 99% sure I married you while I was drunk out of my mind because of how much I love you," Y/N responded honestly. "I'd have said yes without a second thought."

"Well it's nice to know your response while sober," Oscar responded. "But... did we actually get married?"

"I... oh, I remember Logan began crying because—"

"Because you asked him to be your maid of honour," Oscar remembered. "And Lando appointed himself as my best man."

"And Elvis was standing funny while he was marrying us, and I kept trying to copy his stance, but it made my feet hurt," Y/N continued. "And... and you took my shoes off during the vows and said in your vow that you'd always carry my shoes after I did dumb things like try to copy Elvis."

"And in your vow you said you'll never let my life get boring, no matter how early I wanted to sleep," Oscar added. "You said... you said that you're so in love with me that you'd trust me with your heart."

"And that's when Lando started sobbing," Y/N remembered.

"No, he started crying after I took your shoe off," Oscar furrowed his brows.

"Oh my God, was Elvis crying at our wedding?"

"I gave him the tux jacket to wipe his eyes," Oscar remembered. "And he never gave it back."

"Oh yeah, he stalled the 'you may kiss the bride' part so much, I said it myself," Y/N muttered.

"Wait, so if we're married... where's the marriage certificate?"

AN HOUR LATER, the (probably) newlyweds had turned the room upside down, but still had no sign of the marriage certificate.

"Maybe we didn't actually get married?" Oscar wondered. "Like it was a faux?"

"Does that mean you're still proposing in the Bahamas?"

Before Oscar could answer, a knock sounded on the door, causing the two of them to freeze in their spots. The two of them looked at each other in their wedding clothes, then to the room, with clothes and belongings littered all around.

"Don't say a word," Oscar whispered. "They'll go away."

The two of them stayed silent and frozen for a while longer, but the knocking didn't stop.

"Guys, it's me and Lando," Logan said on the other side of the door. "Open up. We have your marriage certificate."

At that, Oscar ran to the door, dragging the two boys inside, before immediately shutting the door.

"What tornado came through here?" Lando asked, looking around.

"Tornado 'we were looking for our marriage certificate'," Y/N muttered, taking the certificate out of his hands. She read it three times, before silently passing it along to Oscar.

"Wow," he muttered, silently realizing the two of them were officially married.

"Congratulations," Lando grinned, pulling Y/N, Oscar, and Logan in for a group hug. "Oh, I'm so happy. When can I expect to be named the godfather?"

Oscar whipped his head to Y/N, eyes wide, "Was that why we got married? Was it a shotgun Vegas wedding?"

"Oscar, honey, if I was pregnant, I wouldn't have been drinking," she reminded him. "I'm not pregnant, okay? And Lando, quit scaring him like that. I think the wedding is more than enough for us to digest."

"Wait, you guys don't remember the wedding?" Logan looked between Y/N and Oscar.

"We do, but like random parts of it," Y/N explained. "Like I remember most of the ceremony, but why the fuck did we decide to get married?"

"How did the topic even come up?" Oscar added.

"Well, it all started after Y/N downed a shot without flinching," Lando reminded them. "And Oscar fell in love for the millionth time right then and there. Said he could marry her. A couple drinks later, you lightweights were out of it, and Oscar started telling everyone he was going to marry Y/N. Some guy at the bar recommended an Elvis guy, and Y/N was so excited to be married by Elvis that she agreed right then. And then you guys started going looking for 'something old, something new, something borrowed, and something blue'."

"That's why I kept the heels on even though my feet were killing," Y/N muttered. "They were my something old."

"The ring was something new," Oscar added.

"What was something borrowed and something blue?" Y/N asked.

"Elvis' jacket," Logan supplied.

"What?"

"Elvis gave you his jacket because you said it'd be nice with the blue and borrowed. You're wearing his jacket in a lot of your wedding pictures," he explained.

"I'm sorry, wedding pictures?" Oscar asked. "Where the fuck did we find a photographer?"

"We're the photographers," Lando explained. "You sent us to buy some cameras while you guys did the something old and new. Logan got the polaroid, and I found a cute digital camera."

"At least you guys have the photos if not the memories," Logan grinned.

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youruser & oscarpiastri

liked by logansargeant, landonorris, mclaren & others

youruser: followed the queen of genovia's advice and ended up married to man who made my foot pop

oscarpiastri: i love you forever -> youruser: and ever and ever and ever and ever

oscarpiastri: looking beautiful as always mrs. piastri -> youruser: why thank you mr. piastri. you look lovely as well

user: THEY'RE MARRIED!!!!!!!!!!!

user: MOM AND DAD MOM AND DAD

user: yeah they're a pr relationship 🙄

logansargeant: i love you guys 🤍 -> oscarpiastri: are you still drunk? -> logansargeant: a little. i might cry again -> youruser: check in on hungover lando, he'll make you laugh -> user: LANDO AND LOGAN AT THE Y/NOSCAR WEDDING THIS IS NOT A DRILLLL

landonorris: FINALLY!!! -> user: wdym finally?? they met like 7 months ago this comment thread has been deleted

landonorris: guys it's too early to be this cute, but i love you so i'll let it pass

mclaren: congratulations y/n and oscar!!!

user: logan and lando moh/best man ?? -> youruser: yeah they were -> user: I'M DEAD NO FUCKING WAYYY

user: they're married already?? this ain't lasting -> oscarpiastri: thanks for ur unwanted opinion

user: i love how down bad they are for each other -> user: nah fr tho

f1: congratulations guys!!

charles_leclerc: congratulations! welcome to the family y/n!

user: princess diaries reference i love that movie -> oscarpiastri: she made me watch it with her

user: guys... hear me out... what if they got married in vegas? -> user: homie those pics ain't vegas

yourmomsig: i love you guys i'm gonna cry again -> oscarpiastri: no don't cry mum -> user: MUM

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YOUTUBE: WATCH - OSCAR PIASTRI POST QUALIFICATION INTERVIEW

INTERVIEWER: so first off oscar, congrats on the wedding

OSCAR: *smiles* thank you

I: we heard that the mrs. is actually here for the last race of the season, is that right? she had issues with her schedule, so you went for it all in her break, huh? vegas, a wedding, and now abu dhabi? in what, three weeks?

OP: yeah, she's here for this weekend. she was- well, she just partnered with another lawyer to actually open their law firm together, so she's actually going to have the rest of the year off, which we're both obviously excited about. but *laughs* i mean, once she said yes to marrying me, i didn't want to wait, you know? i'm just... you know, i'm really proud of her because everyone talks about the drivers and the media's always trying to diminish her, and the other partners' accomplishments, but it's absolutely insane all that she's done and all that she will do. it's great that i can stand next to her as her husband while she does all of it. i'm actually a little surprised that she even married me. marrying her's probably my biggest accomplishment.

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A YEAR LATER

f1, mclaren & oscarpiastri

liked by y/npiastri, logansargeant, landonorris & others

f1: AND HE'S DONE IT! IN THE ENTERTAINMENT CAPITAL OF THE WORLD, OSCAR PIASTRI, HAS BECOME THE WORLD CHAMPION 🏆🎆🎊

user: stop he's so cute

user: i'm crying oscar's a championnnnn

user: did anyone else hear y/n scream while he was on the podium -> user: "that's my husband!" girlie put her whole chest in that

mclaren: OSCAR OUR GUYYY

y/npiastri: THAT'S MY HUSBANDDD -> oscarpiastri: THAT'S MY WIFEEE -> user: iconic

charles_leclerc: congratulations oscar!

maxverstappen1: congrats mate!

logansargeant: congratulations oscar! well deserved win! -> oscarpiastri: thanks mate -> user: GUYS LOOK LOSCAR CRUMBS -> user: nom nom nom

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y/npiastri

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y/npiastri: THAT'S MY HUSBANDDD HE'S THE WORLD CHAMPION RAHHHHHH 🦅🦅🇺🇸🇺🇸

user: ain't he australian? -> y/npiastri: now he's american by association

oscarpiastri: THAT'S MY WIFEEEE SHE'S THE BEST HYPE WOMAN AND AN ABSOLUTE BOSS IN EVERYTHING -> y/npiastri: I LOVE YOU SO MUCH -> oscarpiastri: I LOVE YOU MORE -> y/npiastri: I LOVE YOU MORE THAN THAT -> oscarpiastri: I LOVE YOU EVEN MORE THAN THAT -> logansargeant: WHY ARE WE YELLING AT EACH OTHER?? -> landonorris: you're all sitting next to each other you realize that -> user: NOT A DRILL THE GREATEST GRID QUARTET IS TOGETHER IN VEGASSSS

y/bffsuser: RAHH 🇺🇸 REPRESENTTTT -> user: HE'S AUSTRALIAN 😭😭 -> y/npiastri: NOT ON MY INSTAGRAM PAGE TONIGHT 🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸

yourmomsig: congrats oscar 🤍 i'm so so proud of you! call me soon -> oscarpiastri: calling rn mum 🤍

user: stop the way he looks at her- i can't -> user: are you surprised? this the same man who said his biggest accomplishment is marrying her -> oscarpiastri: and it's still true!

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oscarpiastri & y/npiastri

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oscarpiastri: maybe vegas is just lucky for us

tagged: y/npiastri

y/npiastri: i love you so much i'd marry you in vegas a million times -> oscarpiastri: i love you so much but please don't expect me to ever drink that much or stay up that late again

y/npiastri: GET READY LOSERSSS BABY PIASTRI ON THE WAYYYY -> y/npiastri: baby piastri's genes boutta clear all your try hard babies' genes -> user: honey you know you shouldn't drink while pregnant right? -> oscarpiastri: she's not drunk, she's just been like this the entire pregnancy -> y/npiastri: AND THERE'S STILL SIX MORE MONTHS TO GOOOOO

user: STFU THAT TWITTER USER WAS TELLING THE TRUTH??? -> user: OSCAR AND Y/N WERE THE ONES IN VEGAS?? I'M GOING TO LOSE MY MIND -> user: can't believe they kept the secret for that long loll -> user: lando almost slipped sm times 😭😭

user: okay but the bahamas wedding thingy afterwards was a smart decoy ngl -> logansargeant: thank you 😊 -> user: YOU KNEW??? -> y/npiastri: ofc he and lando knew, who else would be our moh/best man in vegas?

logansargeant: guys really? i just stopped crying -> landonorris: I HAVEN'T STOPPED YET -> user: stop i love them -> user: need them to be godparents frr -> y/npiastri: one for each twin ye -> user: TWIN????? -> y/npiastri: oops

f1: congrats y/n and oscar!

user: oscar a DILF now -> y/npiastri: homie i been knew. why y'all think i bagged him? -> user: i though he just had such a big crush on you, he didn't really realize you were the weird girl -> y/npiastri: why would you say that to a pregnant woman? -> user: ohmygosh, i'm so sorry! i really hope you're not crying- -> y/npiastri: nah idgaf it's just funny seeing ppl freak out -> user: GIRL YOU HAD ME STRESSED -> oscarpiastri: welcome to my life -> oscarpiastri: i love you wife 🩷 -> y/npiastri: nice save

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THE END!!

i hope you guys enjoyed reading this as much as i enjoyed writing it! this is honestly one of my fav series, and don't forget to show some love and reblog if you enjoyed <3

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[thecomet-and-themeteor]

Hi okay so this was originally supposed to be about the fact that I think he's a cool character that has a lot of potential that Disney ultimately fumbled but I just finished reading the novel adaptation of the movie and can someone please explain to my why they Cinderella-fied him if they didn't want me to root for his fucking redemption in the end????

Guys, it's been 11 years, and I had to finally start being honest with means, and that means being honest with y'all too by extension

I!!!!

Am a Hans stan 😔

[candycandy00]

Once Upon a Time - A Sukuna x Reader Fanfic Part 2

Retold fairytales featuring the JJK men! This is Sleeping Beauty featuring Sukuna! After your parents are killed, leaving you as the young queen, you hire the mysterious and violent Sukuna to be your Captain of the Guard to protect you from an evil fairy’s curse. You’re in love with him, but he just keeps refusing you! 

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

Read Gojo x Cinderella Here!

Smut. 18+. Fem Reader. AU. Reader as Sleeping Beauty, Sukuna as her Captain of the Guard. Somnophilia (sort of). Paralysis (sort of). Rough sex.

Any feedback is adored! Dividers by @animatedglittergraphics-n-more and @benkeibear.

It’s a very strange sensation, falling into your supposed “deep sleep”. You can still hear everything going on around you, Sukuna yelling your name almost angrily, as if he can intimidate you into waking up. You can still feel everything too, his arms holding you, then lowering you to the floor. It feels like he’s cradling you in his lap, but that would be ridiculous. You suspect that if your eyes were open, you could see everything too. 

It’s not so much a deep sleep as paralysis. You can’t move, can’t speak, can’t even open your eyes. But you’re very much aware of everything. 

You feel Sukuna’s palm tapping your face in a light slap. “Wake up!” he shouts, then grunts as if frustrated, then calls for more guards. You listen as he commands one of them to fetch a doctor and another to inform your advisers. 

“Is the assassin still in the castle?” one of the guards asks. 

“It was the fucking cat!” Sukuna yells. Then he says, “There it is! Grab it and snap its neck!”

No! Briar did nothing wrong! He didn’t understand!

You want to scream the words but you can’t. 

You hear a sigh next to you. “Wait, she likes the damn thing. Just find the needle in its fur and let it go,” Sukuna says. 

You feel immense relief. You’re sick of things dying because of you and your curse.

“I’ll put her in her bed,” he tells the others, and you feel yourself being lifted and then carried. A few seconds later, you feel the softeness of your bed beneath your back. You miss the warmth of Sukuna’s arms though. 

Over the next hour, multiple doctors and advisers visit your chambers, some trying to help, others just curious to see the curse in action. 

Sukuna stays in the room, occasionally speaking even though he rarely talked to these people before. Is he… doing this on purpose? To let you know he’s still here, watching over you? No, he doesn’t know you can hear him. 

At some point one of the advisers asks another, “Should we try waking her? The former king and queen told us about that method.”

A hush falls over the room, then Sukuna says, “So you know how?”

The other adviser says, in an uneasy voice, “Her parents were told a specific method, and they told us, in case something happened after they died. It’s a bit of a sensitive topic.”

You listen intently. You knew there was some secret method of waking you in this situation, but no one would tell you what it is. Instead, your parents and later the advisers had looked extremely uncomfortable as they told you not to worry about it. 

The first adviser who broached the topic clears his throat. “To awaken the queen, a man must… lay with her… intimately.”

What?! 

You hear Sukuna’s voice again. “So someone needs to fuck her?”

“Er… yes, Captain. That is correct. We find it uncomfortable to discuss, as you can imagine. She is unconscious after all, and cannot give her consent.”

A third adviser, a woman, speaks up then. “Remember what she told us before? I believe her exact words were, ‘I don’t care if the method involves letting every person in town piss on my face, do whatever it takes to wake me’. I think we should honor her wishes, regardless of how distasteful we find it.”

Yes! That’s the choice I would make for myself! 

One of the male advisers asks, “Who will do the deed?”

If you were able to, you would be holding your breath. There’s a pause, then Sukuna speaks again. “I will.”

!!!

“You?!” one of the advisers asks incredulously. “We can’t allow a violent barbarian we know nothing about to-“

“Wait,” the lady adviser says, cutting him off. “This ‘barbarian’ has saved our queen’s life more times than we can count these past three months. And everyone in the kingdom can see that she has a certain… affection for him. I believe she would choose him herself if possible.”

Yes! Yes! Please don’t let anyone else touch me! It has to be Sukuna!

After some more discussion, the advisers finally all agree to let Sukuna try to wake you. You hear their shuffling steps as they leave your chambers. 

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Sukuna looks down at his sleeping princess. Laid out on her bed, dress spread around her, she looks more lovely than ever, more innocent. 

“Hey, you’re not really asleep, are you?” he asks, standing over her bed. 

She gives no response. Of course she doesn’t. 

He leans over her, placing his knee on the bed beside her and his hand on her calf, slowly sliding her dress up. Her cheeks redden, and Sukuna laughs. 

“I knew it. I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been with you too much lately, or if it’s a side effect of the curse, but your thoughts are coming through to me. Maybe not in words, but I’m feeling the gist of it. Like earlier with the cat. I felt that you didn’t want anyone to kill it.”

His hand moves further up, dragging the hem of her dress up high enough to reveal the fresh set of frilly panties she’s wearing. “I also felt it when you got all excited about me waking you up, how it has to be me.”

Her skin feels hot. He can feel her sense of embarrassment. “Oh? Getting bashful now?” he asks, untying the laces of her corset. “If you prefer, we can let someone else do it. Or we can just let you sleep for a while…”

The word “no!” flashes through his brain, radiating from her. He grins. “So I’m good enough to wake the princess? I’m not gonna lie, having you so helpless, unable to move or speak, is turning me on.”

He rips open the corset and pulls it off her body, then pulls the dress over her head, moving her limp body as he needs to fully strip her. Once she’s completely naked, he stands back to look. 

She’s more beautiful than he imagined in those nights when he jacked off in his bed, picturing her whimpering beneath him. The night he saw her pleasuring herself, the room had been dark enough to conceal much of her form. But now, with every lantern in the room lit, he could see her in all her glory.  

“Don’t tell me not to stare,” he says, sensing her thoughts again. “I’ve been waiting to get a good look at this soft body, bare and spread out for me. My eyes are feasting.”

Her whole body is flushing. She looks so delectable. How did he resist for this long? When he heard the method for waking her, he knew it had to be him. Despite his reluctance to bed her, the thought of any other man touching his adorable princess, seeing her in such a vulnerable state, made him want to stab the nearest living creature. 

And he knew what she wanted. Even without her thoughts somehow flowing into his mind, he knew she would rather die than let anyone else see her being weak and helpless. 

He strokes one hand over her face, wishing he could see that defiant look in her eyes again. He leans his face down close to hers, remembering how she looked earlier when she thought he was going to kiss her. That look of anticipation, of longing… it had almost made him crack. He can feel her emotions now, flooding his own thoughts. She wants this more than anything. 

He kisses her lips, pressing his tongue into her mouth to lick every inch of it, savoring the sweet taste of her. While still locked in the kiss, he slides his hand up and gently pulls one of her eyelids open. 

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The light almost hurts your eye, but you adjust quickly. As you guessed, you can see when your eyes are held open, and right now you see Sukuna’s face hovering right over yours as he kisses you, his own eyes looking straight into your one open one. 

He grins into the kiss, then pulls away. “Your pupil just dilated. So you can see too.”

You wish he hadn’t broken the kiss. You’ve been craving it for so long. But then he releases your eyelid, letting it close before you feel him climb onto the lower end of the bed. His hands appear on your legs, spreading them apart. Ah! It’s embarrassing to be opened up so lewdly before him, even if you’ve wanted him for months. 

“I bet your sense of touch is much stronger with your eyes shut, huh? Every sensation that much more intense…”

His voice is like velvet as you feel his thumb rubbing up and down your slit. “You’re dripping, princess. This pretty little pussy is drooling for me.”

Your heart is racing, your breaths coming quicker. 

“It’s just too bad I can’t hear that sweet voice of yours moaning while I do this,” he says, then his fingers part your folds, and you feel his hot, wet tongue glide over your open pussy. 

If you could move, you would be arching your back, bucking your hips from the electrifying pleasure that shoots through you. His tongue circles your swollen, defenseless clit teasingly, one of his fingers sliding inside you. Your rapid breaths are getting louder, your body desperate for his tongue to hit the right spot. When he laughs, you feel the vibration of it, and you think this must be some form of torture he’s devised. 

“Getting impatient, princess? This poor little clit feeling neglected?” 

If you could, you would be begging him to get on with it, to just lick your clit already. But you can’t, and his tongue continues to move all around it. Finally, his tongue withdraws, and a second later, you feel his teeth graze over the tender little bud. 

Your body sucks in a sharp breath, the pleasure almost too much to bear. Then his lips close over it, suckling it as his tongue runs over the tiny tip. All the while, his finger is plunging in and out of your tight hole. 

You cum right then, your helpless body twitching beneath him as pleasure washes over you in waves. Oh, how you wish you could cry out his name. 

Sukuna withdraws his finger and moves off the bed. You hear fabric rustling, and picture him undressing. It’s not fair! You’ve wanted to see him naked this whole time! 

He laughs again, and you remember that he can sense what you’re thinking. “You want to see me that badly? Maybe I’ll be nice and show you.”

His fingers are at your eye again, peeling back the lid to let you see him standing over you. Only his bare torso is visible, but it’s enough to get you heated again. He’s absolutely gorgeous, with a perfectly toned, muscular body and those tantalizing tattoos running along his whole torso. 

“There’s something else you need to see,” he says, and his voice seems to drop the teasing, almost playful tone for a moment. “There’s a reason I kept turning you down. I didn’t want to wreck you. But now we’re in this situation, and there’s no avoiding it.”

He lets your eye close for a moment, and when he opens it again, he says, “Have a good look, Princess. Still think you can handle me?”

It takes you a moment to process what you’re looking at. He’s holding something in his hand, something that should not be that big. Something the size of his arm. It’s an absolute monster of a cock, hard as stone and pointing upwards, clear fluid leaking from the fat tip. 

Oh god, forget wrecking you, that thing could kill you! 

As he lets your eye close once again, you feel him climb back onto the bed. He must sense your fear, because he pushes your legs up and apart and says, “I’ll try not to hurt you. Too badly.”

This position is too obscene! He holds your legs back, your knees nearly touching your shoulders, leaving you more vulnerable than ever. You feel the tip of his enormous cock prodding at your slick little hole, and you shudder. 

Then, he begins pushing the massive organ into your warm, soft, pliable body. 

Ahhh, it’s too big!

You feel one of his hands on your face. “What happened to all that bravado from before?” he asks. “You were so desperate for me to fuck you, so sure you could take me. Now you’re getting what you wanted.”

There’s a softness to his voice that doesn’t match his taunting words, and despite it all he’s moving slowly, slipping into you inch by inch instead of plunging in all at once like you imagined. 

Even so, the stretch is painful, and a whimper escapes your lips. 

“Giving up already, princess? I thought you were tougher than this.”

I’m not giving up! I want you even deeper!

He opens both your eyes this time, his thumbs sliding your eyelids up. 

“You sure about that?” he asks you, red eyes looking as wild as the day you met him. 

Yes!

He grins. “There’s my brave little princess.”

I’m a queen, not a pri-

He suddenly shoves in, still holding your eyes open, still staring into them, as his cock fully sheaths itself inside you. Your body jerks, your breath catches in your throat. If you could scream, the whole castle would hear it. 

“Your pupils are really dilating now!” he says. 

It hurts, but at the same time, the feeling of being so full of him excites you. He lets your eyes close again, and for a few moments he remains still. Then, he begins moving, slow and easy at first, but giving way to deeper, harder thrusts. 

He groans above you. “You’re tight as fuck! I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold back if ever stuck my dick in this little virgin pussy!”

He hits a spot that has your body spasming around him and tears leaking from your closed eyes. 

“There it is… I found your weak spot,” he says. “You like it really deep, don’t you?”

Oh god… it feels so good! 

Your mind is going blank, pleasure and pain mixing so deliciously as he does whatever he pleases with your body. 

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Sukuna can’t stop himself now. The feeling of her unbelievably tight cunt clenching him everytime he plunges in is overriding all his willpower. 

“Fuck… never had a virgin… take me this deep before…” he grunts out, intentionally hitting the spot that has her limp body shaking. 

Her thoughts are spilling out, broken and choppy, barely comprehensible: “want more… want you… love you… hurts… feels so good… go deeper… cum inside me…”

He reaches up to caress her face again, leaning in to run his tongue across her lips. “I will, princess. I’ll fill you up so good.”

She cums again, her pussy clenching him in a vice grip, her mouth gasping for air, and it’s the most lovely sight in the world. 

“It’s time for you to wake up,” he says, his voice going uncharacteristically soft. “Your kingdom is waiting for you. I’m waiting for you, my queen.”

He thrusts in so deep, it feels like he’s become a part of her, before releasing his seed, shooting his thick cum into her quivering pussy. 

Her eyes snap open, she breathes in deeply, staring at him in wonder. Then her arms wrap tightly around his neck as she leans up to kiss him. When she pulls away, she gives him that haughty look he’s come to enjoy. 

“Took you long enough,” she says. 

He grins. “You’re acting awfully high and mighty for someone who just came on my cock with tears running down her face.”

She flushes and averts her eyes, and he realizes he can’t feel her thoughts anymore. Ah well, not like he needs that to know how she feels. 

He slowly pulls out and sits up, looking down at her exhausted body. She’s still shaking slightly, breathing hard. It makes him want to take her again. But he has other pressing matters to take care of. 

“I’m going into the woods to find the old fairy,” he tells her. “And I’m gonna chop her fucking head off. She’ll be sending regular assassins now that the curse didn’t work. She’ll never leave you be until you’re dead.”

His queen sits up in bed, grasping his arm. “Take me with you!”

“Of course. I don’t trust these weaklings to protect what’s mine. Let’s go on the offensive!”

[ronance4everbrainrot]

Some more little mostly Glassheart/CharmingHeart incorrect quotes

(with other ships)

Bridget: Why do you act like we’re three year olds?

Ella, exasperated: WHY?!?

Ella points at Red: YOU TRIED TO HYJACK A CAR!

Ella points at Chloe: YOU NEARLY JUMPED 20 FEET OFF A CARPARK!

Ella points at Bridget: AND YOU ATE MULTIPLE DRIED LEAVES AND ROCKS OFF THE GROUND!

Ella: AND YOU ASK ME WHY????

(Ella is so done with them. Red wants to leave. Chloe wanted to do some parkour. And Bridget forgot they weren't in Wonderland.)

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Red: I don’t know, this plan seems complicated.

Chloe: You once said that about an orange.

Red: They don’t make sense. Apples, you eat their clothes but oranges you don’t.

(Red finds Auradon weird)

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Red: Are you okay?

Chloe, crying: Yeah, it was just the onions.

Red: *Picks up an onion* What the fuck did you say to Chloe?

(That's adorable. Red, honey. You're not in wonderland. Not everything can talk)

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Red: Mom, if you don't shut up I'm going to throw myself out of the car.

*click*

Red: DID YOU JUST TURN THE FUCKING CHILDRENS' LOCK ON?!

(She cares. Even if it's just for her own gain.)

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Red: *on the phone* Hey Mom, do you know my blood type?

Queen of Hearts: Of course, it's B-.

Red: Oh, I guessed wrong. Excuse me, nurse-!

((Red is in the hospital with Chloe. Red doesn't know her blood type so she just shrugs and guesses. She tells Chloe that she doesn't know and Chloe then makes some comment about getting the wrong blood type and it not being good, red finally decides to call her mother and ask her.))

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Chloe: But what about Bridget?

Ella: Don't worry about them.

Ella: I once watched them fall down 5 flights of stairs, stand up, and keep eating their cupcake like nothing happened.

(Either Bridget is a people pleaser or she's just incredible. Probably both.)

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Bridget: *accidentally eats something too spicy so their eyes start to water*

Ella: Bridget, look at me. It's okay. I would die for you. I love you so much. You're the best person I know.

Bridget: I'm not crying?

Ella, hugging Bridget's head: Shush baby, it's okay. Ella is here and they love you with their whole heart.

(wHy iS It sPicY. Bridget gay panicking)

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Ella: Well, if you're not at least a little bit gay for your friends, then what kind of friend are you?

(Facts. But also. Stop trying to deny the gay. Accept it fully)

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Red: Sometimes, I don’t realize an event was traumatic until I tell it as a funny story and notice everyone is staring at me weirdly.

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Chloe: You use humor to deflect your trauma.

Red: Awww, thanks-

Chloe: That’s not a good thing.

Red: All I’m hearing is that you think I’m funny.

(trying to deflect again. You can't run forever Red)

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Chloe: Stop thinking whatever you're thinking.

Red: Huh?

Chloe: You always make that face when you're about to say something stupid just to piss me off. So cut it out-

Red: I love you.

Chloe:

Red:

Red: Also, cereal qualifies as a soup.

Chloe: I KNEW IT!!

(Red had her Cheshire cat Smile growing. Canon)

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Red: I was arrested for being too cool.

Chloe: The charges were dropped due to a lack of supporting evidence.

(Go Chloe! She and her comebacks are like this 🤞)

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Chloe: I'm a nice person, but I'm about to start throwing rocks at people.

(Red was being crowded by a group of people and Chloe was about to throw hands. Or well, rocks.)

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Chloe: You know, Red, you are the sun in my life.

Red: Why? Cause I'm smoking hot?

Chloe: Because it hurts my eyes looking at you.

(the only person that can bully Red is her Girlfriend, Chloe)

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Cinderella: I’m not mad, I just need to know why you two had a fake ID.

Red: *Incoherent mumbling*

Cinderella: Huh?

Chloe: …You need to be 18 to hold the puppies at PetCo.

(Ella hadn't had a good laugh in a while. She's so relieved and amused)

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Red: Are you mad?

Chloe: No.

Red: So sharpening your sword at 3 in the morning is just a hobby?

(Actually yes. But maybe not at 3 am... Better watch out..)

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Cinderella: How has life been treating you lately?

Queen of Hearts: Horribly.

(canon)

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Hope you liked it!

I have more but not for now.

Byeeee

[anomaly-hivemind]

Kinktober 2024 Masterlist

Our Lineup for this year's Kinktober, if you'd like to be tagged for a certain story please say so down below by specifying what story/stories. of if you have any questions!

Week One

Day One ☆ Permanent | Vaginal Fingering with Tattoo Artist! Trafalgar D. Water Law

Day Two ☆ A Taste of Fire | Predator/Prey with Dragon! Rengoku Kyojuro

Day Three ☆ Kiss Me <3 | Anal Sex with Deadpool x Wolverine

Day Four ☆ Forever and Always, My Dear | Kidnapping with Overhaul

Day Five ☆ Beep Boop | Robots with Ken Sato

Day Six ☆ The Heat Note | A/B/O Fuck or Die with Light Yagami x L Lawliet x Misa Amane

Day Seven ☆ More than Seven Minutes | Mutual Masterbation with Eren Jaeger

Week Two

Day Eight ☆ An Apple a Day | Medical Malpractice with Incubi/Succubi

Day Nine ☆ Whore Convention | Free Use with Ghostface, Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Pennywise, Jeepers Creepers, Slenderman, Eyeless Jack, Laughing Jack, Albert Wesker, and Pyramid Head

Day Ten ☆ Keep Quiet! | Public Sex and Accidental Stimulation with Sae Itoshi

Day Eleven ☆ Bloody Petals | Blood Kink with Fem. Vampire OC

Day Twelve ☆ I Need to Know | Body Worship with Scientist! Laios Touden

Day Thirteen ☆ The Monster in the Garden | Overstimulation with Sukuna x Cinderella

Day Fourteen ☆ Dive In | Mating with Merman! Gojo Satoru

Week Three

Day Fifteen ☆ Infected | Sex Pollen with The Last of Us Zombie

Day Sixteen ☆ Under and Over | Size kink with Monster under the the bed! Muriel [The Arcana]

Day Seventeen ☆ Weep for Me | Dacryphilia with Weeping Angel! Tsukasa Shishio

Day Eighteen ☆ Whose Better | Spitroasting with Gang Orca x Reader x Shishido

Day Nineteen ☆ Containment Failed | Mind Control with SCP-49 and SCP-35

Day Twenty ☆ Be Mine? | Breeding with Werewolf! All Might

Day Twenty-One ☆ Money for Muff | Fantasy Sugar Daddy with Dragon! Crocodile

Week Four

Day Twenty-Two ☆ Love Me Lonely | Dry Humping with Frankenstein Monster! Tomura Shigaraki

Day Twenty-Three ☆ Let me Help You | Savior Complex and Coersion with Albedo [Overlord]

Day Twenty-Four ☆ Behind You | Car Sex with Ghostface

Day Twenty-Five ☆ Tangled Up | Double Penetration with Naga OC

Day Twenty-Six ☆ High and Mighty | Chastity with Sub! Elf Vinsmoke Sanji

Day Twenty-Seven ☆ Knightly Presence | Edging with Demon Bruce Wayne

Day Twenty-Eight ☆ Delulu is the Solulu | Vouyerism with Gyutaro

Week Five

Day Twenty-Nine ☆ Caught | Bondage with Spider! Choso

Day Thirty ☆ Beg For Me | Begging with Dom! Goddess Nico Robin

Day Thirty-One ☆ My Light | Cryptidfucking with the Mothman

[silvershiningtarot]

🔆PAC: What does Your Future Life look like? 💏🧑🏾‍❤️‍💋‍🧑🏾🌹(Mood Board) 🕯

Paid Readings

Disclaimer: This is about what your future life looks like in the future. This is what kind of success you going to have in your life. I feel that this will motivate you guys to do so. Please reblog and comment on my successful reading. I got these pictures on Pinterest

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Pile 1: I'm seeing your future life being successful. I see you buying your dream house. Should I say your dream home? Something you've been wanting your whole life since you were dreaming about since you were a young child. I am seeing crying because you've got your home life. In the future. I see that you are fucking feeling proud of yourself. You'll be treating yourself so beautifully. I see a lot of self-care and self-love. Wow 😮 I see you so motivated to get your dream life together. You are going to make the future your fairytale. If that makes sense. It is like Cinderella who found her prince charming but you've done it. I noticed that you'll be designing your house. Maybe, I am seeing a pink or gold-ish kind of house. I do see stairs if you guys like pink then that's what I'm seeing but white too. So I feel that you'll be going out a lot. Like outside of your house. I think that you'll own your house. I don't see you renting it. This is your house. I heard “college” maybe, some of you probably going back to school in the future. But if you look at the mood board this what you're future looks like to me.

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Pile 2: I can see that your future looks like you are going to be focusing on your love life. Maybe, some of you might be into the medical field, or some type of career you wanna be doing for yourself. But I do see you being in a relationship as well😌. I see a lot of support for your future. I heard “lawyer.” maybe, some of you want to be a lawyer or something you've been yearning for. But I can see it happening for you. Amazing isn't it? I can see you being happy. But I noticed that you might be a bit little unsatisfied with certain things in your life. I don't know what it is but it is something. Maybe, you might go through some type of disappointment. I feel that you might be going through something you've been wanting but it didn't happen the way you wanted it to but you will get it. Maybe, it is some kind of doubt. That's why I'm feeling doubt. I feel like you'll meet your husband in your early 20s or late 20s. Your husband is gonna help you with something you thought never could happen but it did. I Would say that your husband is your good luck charm. But you'll be feeling motivated and you are going to be working up to speed. Oh yeah, Maybe, a few of you will go to college or are already in school and I feel that you'll pass something. Truly, feel that you'll pass as to where you are going to graduate! Woo 😯 it is going to be a big ass celebration. I'm proud of you guys 🕯💋🙌🏽. I'm feeling all the luck 🐎 here for this pile. Yes, a lot of good 🌟 news, and luck is going to keep coming your way.

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Pile 3: Okay, your future looks like that you'll be fucking successful. I think that you are a come-up. What I mean by that is starting your career in music, modeling, acting, or being part of some kind of industry but you are going to be successful in it. I'm feeling it. I feel a big ass change is going to happen for you. But it is like that saying “If you want it, you gotta go get it.” that's what I'm feeling like that. You'll feel so happy that you've been manifesting the future dream you've been wanting for yourself. Wow! I keep hearing “Success, SUCCESS, SUCCESS!” so in the future 📡 some kind of success is coming your way. You are going to grab it. Whatever you set your mind to. You are going to take it. Yes, I feel that you will be feeling regret or thinking that you don't deserve it but you have to say FUCK IT! I feel that once you have that motivation in yourself and say “Fuck It.” you are going to take it. But I sense that you might settle down quickly. I mean quickly. You would want a family or at least a yearning for a family. Maybe, some of you right now have a list of what you dreamt about your family looking like. Few of you might be workaholics and some of you will be settling down. You might have a baby 👶 in your mid-career. But I have a sense that your partner will take care of it while you are working. I'm seeing you crying because you'll be missing home. Aww, I'm sorry. But I see that you are fighting for this position in this industry. I feel that you might work in some K-pop industry or at least meet them or should I say work with them. I heard “agent” Maybe, one of the crew members wants you to be their agent or be part of their crew. I think that your future looks like it will be pretty good as you make it to be. I feel that you’ll be fulfilled and satisfied.

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rain showers (flatmate!matty x reader fluff/smut)

day 12 of promptober!! just matty being boyfriend of all time, really. enjoy <3

“please, please, darling. i'll never ask you to do anything for me ever again.”

“that's a lie and you know it.”

“well, maybe. but still,” matty wraps his arms around you, hands clasping over your stomach and lips finding the sweet spot in the crook of your neck. underhanded. “come outside with me, sweet girl. just for a minute or so, that's all i'm asking.”

his kisses trail up to your temple; despite yourself, you sigh, cosy and content. and then the rain outside begins crashing down even harder, and the cosiness disappears in a flash, akin to the lightning that's forecast for later tonight. you gesture to the window, aghast. “in this?”

“what? s'just a bit of water.”

“matthew, love and light of my life - fucking torrential is what it is.”

your boyfriend sighs, hugging you tighter. “thirty seconds,” he murmurs into your hair. “less than a minute in the rain, and then we come back inside, and i'll warm you up and make you the best cup of tea you've ever had in your life. promise.”

“but it's so cold out there.”

“babe,” matty rests his forehead on your shoulder. “come on. i fulfilled your romcom cliché dream.”

“technically, i didn't ask for that-”

“yes you did, darling, you just don't remember because you were half-asleep,” he kisses your cheek, pouting into your skin. “are you saying you don't wanna kiss me? is that it?”

“oh, you're so bloody sneaky,” you spin in his grasp, clasping your hands behind his neck and playfully pulling at his hair. “what are the chances of you shutting up unless you get your way?”

“hmmm, slim to none.”

you exhale slowly. “you promise it'll only be thirty seconds?”

“yeah, thirty… ish.”

“matthew!”

“not my fault your kisses are so addictive, is it?” matty giggles; his face softens, and he tenderly rests his forehead on yours. “it'll be as quick as i can make it, darling. you won't get a cold, though, i guarantee that.”

“good. you're looking after me if i do, though,” you kiss his nose, smirking as you pull back. “and i'm gonna be so annoying if i get ill.”

“is this an agreement, then? you'll come out and kiss me in the rain?”

fuck it. you might as well. “i mean, you're kissing me. but yeah.”

matty cheers, pressing little kisses over your face; your smile widens with each one. “thank you, my darling,” his hands trail down your arms to grab your own, before tugging you into the hallway. “come on, get your shoes on.”

“i can't get changed?”

“the sooner we go, the sooner we're back in the warmth.”

“but i'm wearing shorts!”

“trust me, i've noticed,” matty kneels, tying his own shoelaces before holding one of your trainers out. “come on, cinderella.”

you smile as he helps you into your shoes, tying the laces into bows and pressing kisses to your thighs before he stands and kisses your head. “you're very cute, healy.”

“i try. you ready?”

“yeah.”

your boyfriend presses a final kiss to your head, grabbing a set of house keys from the guitar-head hook and gently tugging you out the front door of the flat. the cold from outside is apparent even in the stairwell, growing stronger and rain growing louder as you get closer to the external door, and if not for matty's warm hand fully clutching your own you'd definitely be running back up to the warmth of the flat and the blankets on the sofa.

you almost do, actually, when matty opens the door and you're properly face to face with the downpour; the rain hits the pavement at a diagonal, and the cold hits you so strongly you genuinely feel nauseous for a moment. matty seemingly has no such qualms, dropping your hand and stepping onto the (deserted, because everyone else is sane and indoors) road; he turns to you, arms open and face gleeful. “come on, sweetheart,” he shouts, baggy t-shirt beginning to stick to his lean body. “it's lovely out here!”

sucking air in through your teeth, you dart out onto the road after him, shrieking as the icy water hits you. “jesus christ!”

matty only laughs, pulling you into his arms for a hug. any and all body heat he had seems to have evaporated in the autumn air, but you appreciate the gesture nonetheless. “hey,” he tilts your chin up so he can look at you, and your heart skips several beats at just how beautiful he is right now, droplets of water on his eyelashes and hair practically plastered to his head and eyes shining with total adoration as they look into your own. “i love you.”

“i love you,” you tenderly brush a raindrop from his cheekbone with your thumb; it's immediately replaced by another, but you don't care. you don't care about anything right now, actually, except the beautiful boy holding you in his arms and looking at you like you're the most beautiful thing in the world. logically, you mustn't be, soaked to the bone and shaking and probably lacking in pallor, but it's impossible not to feel like you are around matty. “kiss me?”

your boyfriend leans in, smiling the exact same smile that got you into this state in the first place. “magic word?”

his lips are mere millimetres - actually, more like nanometres - from your own; when you reply, he practically swallows the word. “please.”

“sweet girl.”

your boyfriend's lips meet yours, and you question why you haven't kissed him in the rain like this before now - matty's kisses are always head-spinning, sending a flush of heat through your body that culminates in both your heart and your underwear, and the cold water running down and between both of you only sharpens the sensations, has you melting into him and wishing you could stay like this forever. but your matthew is a man of his word, and retracts his tongue from your throat with disappointing urgency; he holds your face a millisecond longer, though, murmuring “my dream girl. thank you” before leading you back inside.

ironically, like earlier, it's only in the stairwell that you properly comprehend the cold of the afternoon - your teeth begin to chatter as the door closes behind you and the draught follows, and matty’s sweet enough to speed up his leading you back into the flat in response. it's mercifully toasty in there, heating on full blast, and the rain doesn't seem half as bad when it's only hitting off the windowsills and not you. still, the way it lingers in your clothes and weighs them down is not a nice feeling at all; you're unaware that you've automatically started to take them off until you hear a choked gasp from your boyfriend's lips. you turn to him, smirking as you pull your sodden t-shirt over your head and dropping it on the hardwood floors. “what?”

“you…” matty's eyes are glued to your bare chest. “aren't you cold?”

“not after getting out of these wet clothes, no,” you hook your thumbs in the waistband of your underwear, still looking at your boyfriend. “wanna come and feel how warm i am?”

he blinks, huffing out a laugh and wandering slowly over to you. “still need me to warm you up?”

“always,” your fingers tease the hem of matty's t-shirt. “can we do it in the shower?”

“fuck,” matty nods, pulling the t-shirt over his head before pulling you into a bruising kiss. “if i ever refuse a shower with you, darling, get me to the gp, yeah? obviously it means i've gone insane.”

“you're so weird,” you giggle, trailing your lips down his neck; you pause to whisper in his ear. “but i still want your fingers inside me.”

he doesn't reply. instead, he scoops you up and carries you into the bathroom, sitting you on the counter before reaching in to turn the shower on; his lips find yours while he scrambles to undress, and you can't help but smile against him as he almost trips over himself in haste to get ready for you. presumably, he reaches back to test the water at some point, because you soon find yourself under the warm stream, your back pressed against matty's front. it's a perfect scenario - well, almost. “could do with the water being a bit hotter, baby.”

“absolutely not, you lunatic. it's fucking scalding!” matty sighs into your neck. his right hand creeps across your thigh to the honey between them, calloused fingertips brushing almost non-existently light across your clit and making your breath hitch. “besides, you'll be feeling the heat soon enough.”

“that's maybe the worst thing you've ever sai- oh,” you moan softly as matty's fingers brush through your slit, catching the wetness pooling there and teasing your hole. “inside me, baby,” your voice cracks. “please.”

he smiles against you. “whatever my sweet girl wants.”

angel boy that he is, matty obliges, slowly sliding two fingers into you while he coos soft praises into your ear; almost instinctively, they hook upwards to meet your g-spot, and the combo of that with the heel of his hand against your clit has you whining into thin air. he repeats the motion, over and over and over, and with every movement of his hand you fall deeper and deeper into bliss. your brain is turning more to mush with every passing second, but somewhere in its recesses you think about how you used to touch yourself the way matty's touching you now, imagining the way those fingers of his would feel inside you - both of those things pale in comparison to the real thing, without a doubt. after all, there's no way you could get yourself to that peak of pleasure as quickly as he has, vision blurring and legs shaking and moans falling from your lips just as the warm water falls from the showerhead onto you and the love of your life. 

who, coincidentally, you don't even need to tell that you're about to cum. his free arm tightens around your waist, teeth grazing a hickey into the back of your shoulder. “that's it, sweetheart,” matty whispers, voice barely audible over the shower and you (moans and wetness alike). “cum for me, my girl. give in.”

your mind is too hazy to think straight, but your body obeys him - something inside your stomach tenses, then just shatters, sending pleasure rocketing through your vascular and nervous and whatever other systems control the various functions of your body. crying matty's name in broken sobs, you sink back into him as he holds you through your orgasm, groaning “oh, baby, my perfect girl, i love you so much" into you. when the aftershocks subside and your legs aren't quite so shaky, he turns you around, coaxes you into a hug far more tender than one might expect from the guy who's just finger-fucked them, and speaks into your hair. “you feeling a bit warmer now?”

“yeah. thanks,” you smile into his chest. “i love you, matty.”

“i love you, gorgeous.”

you hum happily. “can i return the favour?”

“can do anything you want to me, to be honest.”

“oh, i intend to,” your face is smug. “but first… i think someone mentioned something earlier about making the other the best cup of tea they've ever had in their life?”

matty laughs, and the sun shines. “come on, then.”

[angelicpoison12]

chocolate strawberries ⋆⭒˚.

Adam hates chocolate. unless if he licks it off your tits <3

tags: food play, Adam being Adam, romantic, Adam is a sweetheart, body worship (r! recieving), cowgirl, Adam whimpers and whines, edging, begging, gn!reader, AFAB!reader, Adam is a nasty dog!!!

wordcount: 940

NSFW, 18+ ⋆

Adam loved seeing this side of you. completely unraveled, quivering, barley holding it together. 

he knew that being away from him did this to you. all you had when he went on exterminations were some measly pieces of silicone, but even then, you weren’t satisfied. you were lucky if you could pry an orgasm out. it was a little embarrassing how reliant you were on Adam, but you also knew how flattering it was to him. it gave him that extra push to boast and make everyone know who you belonged to.  

you gasped when you felt Adam drip the chocolate sauce down your clavicle, shivering when it went in your belly button. you grimaced, fearful of feeling sticky after because of the sugar and additives.   "Adam, what if I get sticky-”  you were cut off by a gasp and moan. your hands held his hair close, feeling his lips swirl and suckle around your left nipple coated in the sugary sweet syrup.  “mmn.. never thought you could taste so good.”  “and i thought you never liked chocolate?”  “dark chocolate, babes. there’s a difference. one is bitter as fuck; this kind is sweet and i can actually drizzle it on your tits. one is definitely better than the other for only one of those reasons.” 

before you could retort, Adam grabbed the bottle of squeeze chocolate, dripping it all over your left breast. his lips left your right nipple, licking and lapping at your chocolate covered flesh.  “so soft.. fuck, you’ve got the perfect tits, baby. i could squeeze, lick, fuck-i can never get enough,”  Adam nearly groaned. he shoved his face deeper into the squishy skin, the chocolate getting on his jaw and mixing in his stubble a little. you whimpered and pulled him close. you adored how much Adam loved your body. even on the days that you were feeling your grossest, he’d hold you close and cover you from head to toe in kisses, whispering about how much he loved you. he swore you were birthed from an angel.  

you were sick of Adam only focusing on your chest though. you squirmed, wanting to attempt to grind down on his cock.  “Adaaammmm..”  you whined. he pulled off of your left breast, smirking up at you, his sharp canines leaving a love-bite on your calvicle.   “hm?”  "i-hah.. i need.. oh god,”  you mewled, your brain mush from the attention. 

“baby, baby, baby...”  Adam whispered, pulling you close. he kissed your lips, allowing you to taste the milk chocolate from his long, pink tongue.   “you need me, don’t you? need me to make you cum with this number one dick?”  he purred, nuzzling his roman nose against the shell of your ear. you nodded, moaning at the contact, your body on constant edge. you were worried that you’d cum just from sitting on his length.   “don’t worry, baby. lemme take care of you.”  Adam cooed. he undid his pants and the fly. he lifted your waist, rubbing your folds. the arousal produced helped him rub your clit, making you squirm and thrash. the feeling of being touched after being denied for so long felt incredible. 

you hurriedly sank down onto Adam’s cock. you both moaned in unison, your heads tipping back. he gripped your hips, smirking as he noticed you having trouble adjusting.  “this dick too big baby? well, too damn bad. why can’t you be like one of Cinderella’s sister’s and make it fit, hm?”  he asked cockily, thrusting up into you, making you choke and cry out. his tip was almost constantly rubbing against your cervix.  “piss off, let me work..”  you groaned, gripping his shoulders. attempting to ease the pain, your hand reached for the chocolate bottle on your shared bedside table. 

you dipped it, allowing some to drizzle over Adam’s collarbone. he shuddered visibly from the cooling feeling.  you ducked your head down, pressing kisses and licking the chocolate, taking your time. you sucked hickeys into the flesh whilst rocking back and forth, his shaft rubbing right against your g-spot, making you mewl into the skin.  “fuuuuck, baby.. this pussy just can’t stop purring when i’m inside you, huh?”  he asked with a smirk, nails digging into your hips. you moaned in response, your rocking getting a little rougher.  

the fluttering of your walls made Adam feel like he was on a seesaw. constantly teetering back and forth from the edge of cumming, only to be pushed back, allowing you to use him for your pleasure. tonight was all about you, and only you. who gave a fuck if Adam felt good or came?

tonight was for you, he had said so himself, so technically this was his fault!!  

“please.. baby, i can’t-i need you,”  Adam moaned. he looked so pathetic. you had cummed twice on his cock, a white ring gathering at his shaft, mixing with the dark brown curls at his pelvis. he had fucking tears in his eyes, his grip weak on your hips. the fucker was begging, whining, and whimpering.  “Adam, c’mon.. one more time, please? just keep that thing nice and hard for me. i’ll let you have more chocolate?”  you said, attempting to negotiate and coax more time with him. to make your point, you dripped some more chocolate on your perky tits, and you saw Adam’s mouth water. 

with a sound that nearly sounded like a sob, he came closer, holding you as he sucked the chocolate off of your tits. he was whipped, no doubt. 

he could do it one more time. Adam was totally down to try white chocolate now.  

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my sweet snowflake buddies!

@6esiree , @cosmiiwrites , @frxstwalker

[new-haven-psych-ward]

the funniest things about Descendants: The Rise of Red, in no particular order: 1. Ella immediately taking Chloe's disdain for potion ingredients as her being a classist fuck. Homegirl is on the ATTACK and READY to bash anyone who so much as resembles royalty 2. At the same time, Bridget is taking Red's weirdness in stride as first day jitters. the juxtaposition sends me 3. making out like Chloe is a privileged ass when literally the first things we learn about is that she takes her job of one day ruling the kingdom too seriously. Literally, girl knows swordplay, old history, keeps up her grades, and still volunteers. 4. the scene where Red and Ella bond a little over making fun of Chloe. She's got a mom who's alive and loves her - cringe 5. calling the villains "VK". I get marketing, but like, no, those are the OG villains - that's THE Maleficient, THE Hades, THE Hook. The only one who is established to be a kid of a villain is Morgie 6. speaking of Morgie, Morgana le Fay is cannon to this 'verse?????? 7. the fact the villains went to school with the heroes creates such nonsense. like, ya'll still decided to banish criminals to the Isle less than twenty years later??? these heroes really said, "idk they were weird goth kids anyways, they don't get rights" 8. the awkward minute of Uma and Fairy Godmother looking at a picture of Carlos. "Inviting Red to school is what he would've wanted" helLO??! What??? 9. Why should we tell the principle about a potential break-in? So he could add more security measures or change the location? You're a narc >:( 10. the ending, where the producers pretend that there's an obvious sequel hook. ya'll had your chance to show/hint that Cinderella was evil, or even maybe Uma's evil now, but ya didn't because ???

[hotvintagepoll]

Thank u so much for making this blog! Logging on to read all the silly tags of ppl fighting for their lives to convince others to vote for their faves is so wonderful to see. Seeing all of this after a long day being an adult and having responsibilities is so nice and relaxing. And I love how you have inspired some other fandom battle Royale polls too <3 I am low key hoping someone pits all the animated disney characters together (Mufasa from the lion king on top!!!) anyway thank u so much for everything! Can’t wait to see who wins the actor and actress battles!

Thank you! Has no one done a Disney character poll yet? That's nuts.

anyway apropos of nothing. here's this

If you'd like to base your vote off their voices, not their faces, you can hear clips of each of them below:

June Foray (Lucifer in Cinderella)

Verna Felton and Barbara Luddy (Flora and Merriweather, respectively)

Eleanor Audley (Maleficent in Sleeping Beauty)

Phil Harris and Charles Sebastian Thomas Cabot (Baloo and Bagheera, respectively)

Sterling Holloway and Eva Gabor (Roquefort the mouse and Duchess the Cat)

Bill Thompson (The Dodo and The White Rabbit in this same clip from Alice in Wonderland)

edit: fucked up and put the wrong Phil in. It's Phil Harris apparently. The Disney people are allowed to eat me now.