#if anyone wants to send more questions pls do! i gotta work on them waking up lol

[tokyoteddywolf]

MASTERLIST

[a-small-batch-of-dragons]

Goodnight

Prompts: TODAY IS LESBIAN DAY WE NEED WLW SIDES - anon (who is correct)

Hi, I just wanna say I love how you writing is a perfect blend of angst and fluff.

If you want, could you write a story of Remus (or Janus) comforting Logan after a nightmare. No pressure.💚 - anon (who is also correct)

I mean we gotta appreciate the lesbians

Read on Ao3

Warnings: literally this thing is so fluffy imma use it as a pillow

Pairings: introloceit, implied background dlampr

Word Count: 1437

 Just because she’s Logic doesn’t mean she doesn’t get nightmares.

Logan’s footsteps are silent save for the few creaks in the floorboards. Despite the fact that they are decidedly not physical, it seems the laws of physics have no trouble extending to a metaphysical level. She keeps her eyes out for anyone who might be awake. She has to keep them safe, they have to—

 They’ve just got to be safe.

 She rounds the corner into the Dark Sides’ living room and pauses. Remus—Remus isn’t here. Remus is always here. She doesn’t sleep, not like the rest of them do.

 Logan feels her blood run cold.

 Remus. Where is Remus?

 She breaks into a run, looking for the one light under her door, under Virgil’s door, under anyone’s door. She rounds the corner and—

 Janus’s door is cracked, a soft glow spilling into the hallway. As she edges closer, she hears a faint tapping coming from inside.

 She hesitates, then reaches out and knocks twice.

 The tapping stops.

 “Come in.”

 Breathing a sigh of relief, Logan pushes the door open to see Janus sitting at her desk. She looks up and smiles softly. 

 “Hi, sweetie,” she murmurs, “what’re you doing awake?”

 “I could ask you the same question.” She glances at the door. “May I come in?”

 “Of course, sweetie, come in. Sit down.”

 Logan glances one more time at the hallway. Janus catches it and frowns.

 “What’s wrong, sweetie, did you hear something?”

 “No, I’m alright, I just—“ she swallows— “haven’t seen Remus.”

 “I’m in here too, Pocket Protector.”

 Logan’s head jerks around. Janus gestures to the bed and sure enough, there’s Remus, her legs kicked up behind her. She waves.

 “Get over here, Lolo,” she calls, “sit down. Jan-Jan’s gonna be protective since you’re up so late.”

 “You’re both up late too,” Logan mumbles as she does as bid, closing the door with a soft click and perching awkwardly on the end of the bed. Janus frowns, turning around.

 “Did you want something?”

 “Huh? Oh no, I’m perfectly alright.”

 Janus hisses gently.

 Logan pushes her glasses further up her nose. “May I ask what you’re working on?”

 Janus and Remus exchange a glance before Janus sighs. “A plan for a new test Remus wants to do. Hopefully, it should increase effectiveness and control the reverse-osmosis-torque factor.” She frowns at Logan when there’s no response. She waits for a second before standing and coming to crouch in front of her “Alright, what’s happened?”

 “What?” Logan blinks. “Nothing, nothing, everything’s fine.”

 Janus raises an eyebrow.

 “Mmm, what the hell is reverse-osmosis-torque factor?”

 Logan’s mouth opens and closes soundlessly. Remus huffs and scoots a little closer.

 Janus softens, reaching up to fix Logan’s glasses. “Why did you come in the middle of the night?”

 “You’re still awake too!”

 “Insomniacs, sweetie. Why did you close the door?”

 Logan stutters into silence, mouth trying to form words. Janus stands, reaching to gently cup Logan’s cheek. “Sweetie, what happened?”

 “…you won’t believe me.”

 Before she can blink, Remus is sprawled across her lap, toying idly with the hem of her nightshirt. Janus sits on the bed next to her, still cupping her face, another hand stretching out to turn off the computer.

 “Lies are my job, Logan,” she murmurs, “I’ll believe you.”

 “I had a nightmare.”

 She waits for her to laugh. Nothing except an encouraging tap under her chin.

 “It was…bad.”

 “What happened,” Remus asks quietly, “can you tell us, Lolo?”

 She swallows heavily. “I couldn’t remember who you, or Patton, or Roman, or Virgil, or—or Remus were. You—I didn’t know what to do, you—”

 Janus lets out a soft noise as she swallows again.

 “…you didn’t remember me either.”

 “Oh, sweetie,” Janus murmurs, pulling Logan’s head into the crook of her neck, “shh, we remember you, of course we remember you, you’re so important, sweetie.”

 “You’re not going anywhere, Lolo.” Remus turns over to plant her face in her tummy. “You’re ours. You’re never getting away.”

 Despite everything, the corner of Logan’s mouth quirks up. “What did I do to deserve this?”

 “You’re you,” Remus says simply, “that’s enough.”

 Before Logan can respond to that—or even work out how—Remus rolls off and starts tugging her hand. “Come on.”

 “Where are we going?”

 “You’re gonna sleep, Lolo, and we’re gonna take care of you.”

 “What about—“ she gestures toward the computer.

 “Mindless scrolling, Logan,” Janus says softly, “now come on.”

 Logan lets Remus tug her up, only to squeak in surprise when she suddenly has an armful of green.

 “What are you doing?”

 “I’m hugging you, you big doof.” She looks up at her, placing her chin flat on her chest. “You look like you need a hug.”

 “What are you gonna do, just cuddle me all night?” Remus nods. “N-no, you don’t have to, I’ll be alright—“

 “You don’t have to do that, baby girl,” Remus says, still trying to get Logan to lie down.

 “Let us take care of you, sweetie.” Janus does up behind her to wrap more arms around the two of them.

 Logan knows when she’s outnumbered. As Janus goes to turn the light off, she lets Remus pull back the covers and snuggle into bed near the wall. She lies down next to her, trying to get comfortable in the darkness.

 Only for Janus to try to lie down on top of her.

 “Janus, I—ah! You’re squishing me!” She’s met with a chuckle as Janus’s weight settles atop her. “Get off me!”

 “You’re in my spot, sweetie.” She slings one leg over hers so they’re flush. “You move.”

 “I cannot move with you on top of me!” She pushes lightly at her chest to demonstrate. In the dim light, she sees her grin turned wicked.

 “Really?” Her hands begin to slowly trail up and down her sides. “You can’t move? At all? Mind if I test that?”

 Her eyes widened. “Don’t.”

 “Too late.” She smirks and starts tickling her, smiling as she starts to giggle and squirm, trying to get away. “Seems like you can move fairly well to me.”

 “St-stop! Pl-please stop—no!”

 “But your laugh is so cute, giggle bug,” Remus says, the traitor. As her giggles turn silent, Janus kneads her sides one last time before stopping, leaning down to press a kiss to her forehead.

 “You okay, sweetie?”

 “No…more. Please?”

 Janus chuckles and runs her hand over her stomach. “Want to move out of my spot?”

 She pushes herself up, giving Logan room to roll out of the way before collapsing back down. The second she lies down, she wraps her arms around Logan’s waist, pushes her legs between her, laying her head on her chest.

 “Are you certain this is not an excuse to cuddle me?”

 Janus lifts her head up, running a hand through Logan’s hair. “Why did you come to me, sweetie?”

 At Logan’s silence, Remus chuckles and snuggles against Logan’s shoulder. “She gotcha. Now she’s not gonna let you go for a week.”

 That…doesn’t sound like the worst possible outcome.

 Remus smirks. “You know you’ve just given me the green light to protectively cuddle you at any time, right?”

 Janus plants an exaggerated kiss on her forehead, hushing her whine of protest. “You love it, sweetie. Don’t pretend you don’t.”

 “So do you.”

 “Of course.” Janus winks. “Just don’t ruin my reputation.”

 The room quiets. Remus drifts off first, whistling snores in Logan’s ear. The noise itself isn’t enough to keep her awake, but she stays doggedly alert, her eyes opening every few seconds.

 Will the nightmare come back? What if they realize that it’s true, that they don’t need me? What if this makes them decide they don’t want me anymore?

 “Sweetie,” Janus whispers, moving up to tuck Logan’s head under her chin, “shh. That’s not true, you know it isn’t. We love you, sweetie, you’re important to us.”

 In her sleep, Remus grabs onto her, turning her face into her shoulder.

 Oh.

 Oh.

 “Go to sleep, sweetie,” Janus soothes, running her hand through Logan’s hair, “we’ll be here when you wake up.”

 The hand in her hair is doing wonders to send her right to sleep. She opens her mouth to clumsily mumble: “thank you.”

 “Of course, sweetie. Now goodnight.”

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[hydroponicjj]

pinky promise

pairing: jj maybank x reader

word count: 3.1k (i’ve never written anything this long before lmao)

warnings: swearing

summary: your birthday takes place over quarantine and because you can’t have an actual birthday party, the pogues host a netflix party for you but an unexpected guest joins which ruins the mood. jj decides to cheer you up from a distance.

a/n: hello!! i know i’ve been a little m.i.a. but, i promise that i’m back. send me some outer banks requests and i’ll be happy to do them (no smut pls) also, if you’ve sent a request recently, i’m working on em :) gif credit goes to hvitstark!!!

y/n/n “your nickname”

                      「 ₊˚.༄ 」

When summer first began, you as well as the rest of the pogues were overwhelmed with excitement. You didn't have to do homework, get stressed with school, take exams. Nothing.

The plans weren't set in stone but all of you had a general idea of what you’d do from day to day. From surfing to eating at The Wreck, there was nothing that could stop you and your friends from having the best summer ever.

All of you had seen news articles, talking about a deadly virus entering the United States. It first appeared in Washington, then slowly started to spread around the vicinity. But no one in the Outer Banks of North Carolina was concerned.

So, the beginning of summer break started with absolutely no delay.

After the first couple of weeks of the virus spreading across the country, slowly but surely, you watched as people started to get worried. It got to the point were you mother was cautioning you before going to hang out with the rest of the pogues.

“I pinky promise that I’ll be safe!” You’d tease before going outside and hopping into John B’s Volkswagen.

When you hopped into the back of the van, you noticed the disappointed looks on everyone’s faces while Pope was rambling (like he usually does).

“I really think that we should start to prepare because I think that this virus is very similar to the Black Death.” He finished, taking a deep breath.

“What’s up?” You greeted, raised eyebrows in confusion.

Pope smiled enthusiastically and gave you a warm welcome while the others groaned like a walker from The Walking Dead.

“What are you babbling on about today, Mr.Heyward?” You questioned.

“He literally won’t shut up about this stupid virus!” Kiara answered for him, resting her head on the window as she sat in the front seat.

“Neither will my mom. She’s all worked about this and telling me to ‘be safe’ before leaving the house.” You explained.

“It’s not like we know anyone that’s sick.” John B shrugged, starting the van.

Seconds later, JJ started to have a coughing attack. He literally couldn’t stop, even after he had multiple sips of water.

Both you and Pope moved to the corner farthest away from him, you were laughing because you knew JJ and his personality while Pope was terrified.

“Holy shit, he has it.” He whispered in your ear, eyes as big as a Watermelon.

“He’s about to cough up a lung.” Kie commented, turning around to see the blonde flopping around like a fish.

After a few more seconds, JJ recovered from his coughing attack and sat up, a huge smile plastered on his face.

“Not funny!” Pope screamed, kicking the bottom of his foot.

“You should have seen your face, it was priceless.” He chuckled.

You crawled over to JJ and rested your head in his lap, arms crossed over your stomach as you cackled, “Oh my gosh, that was hilarious.” You raised your hand and gave him a high five, intertwining for fingers and bringing it back down to your chest.

“I only did it because Pope needs a reality check. In a couple weeks everything will be fine.” He sighed, using his other hand to take the lighter out of his pocket and light the blunt between his teeth.

Before he could, you held out your left hand which was your way of asking him to place the items in your palm because no one was interested in getting a contact high at 2 pm.

Usually the rest of the pogues would snatch it from him but you were different. You didn’t feel comfortable being rough with him because you knew about his life at home and you didn’t want to set him off.

That was one of the many things that JJ appreciated about you. You were gentle with him and always took your time, not wanting to him to feel rushed. So, he always complied when you asked.

“Fuck it, I’m taking all the toilet paper.” Pope commented out of context, causing everyone to laugh.

                      「 ₊˚.༄ 」

Fast forward one week later and your entire life has flipped upside down.

Covid-19 shut down absolutely everything. Kie and her family were forced to close down The Wreck because they couldn't take the risk of hurting any customers or members of the staff.

All of your friends were separated, except for JJ and John B because they quarantined together, not wanting to be alone during this time.

To be honest, you missed everyone, especially JJ because the two of you always gravitated towards each other so it was pretty hard to be separate from him.

To stay connected with each other, you all texted in the shared group chat and had group facetime’s and netflix parties almost every single night.

John B insisted on inviting Sarah and you didn’t know how to feel about it. Sarah and Kie did squash their beef but, she told you all of the things that happened and it really rubbed you the wrong way. But, you wanted John B to be happy, no matter who it was with.

“Holy shit, y/n/n your birthday is in 2 days!” JJ noticed while the two of you were on facetime. John B was busy talking to Sarah so, he called you to pass the time.

“Yeah.” You replied, unenthusiasticlly.

“I know it sucks that we’re in quarantine but, I promise we’ll have a group facetime and you can pick the movie.” He smiled, you didn’t even have to elaborate on why you were sad because he knew you that well.

“Wait for real?” You laughed.

Listen, everyone has different taste when it comes to movies so, every time that you’re doing a netflix party, it’s really hard to decide on a movie that all of the pogues can enjoy.

“Okay, now I’m excited. This is going to be so fun!” You screeched, clapping your hands together.

“Shit, John B’s calling me. I’ve gotta go but, keep that same enthusiasm, okay?” He replied, smiling into the camera.

“Pinky promise.” You gave him the biggest grin known to man before hanging up.

                      「 ₊˚.༄ 」

Exactly two days later, you woke up to your mom towering over you with a cake in her hands, “Happy 17th birthday, y/n/n!” She took JJ’s lighter that was sitting on your nightstand and lit the ‘17’ on the cake.

“Woah!” You said, rubbing your eyes. It was still pretty early in the morning and you couldn’t fully comprehend what was going on.

“Thank you so much.” You sat up in your bed, making room for your mother to sit.

“Make a wish.” She encouraged, taking out her phone to capture the moment.

“I wish that I have the best day ever, despite not being about to see my friends.” and with that, you blew out the candles, smiling up at your mom.

“Awe were you recording that?” You smiled, covering your face.

“I was gonna send it to your friends,” She paused, “Speaking of them, are you gonna uh... party on neflix tonight?” She squinted.

You chuckled, your mom really wasn’t as aquatinted with technology as other parents, “Yeah, the 5 of us are gonna watch a movie on facetime. I promise to keep it down.”

“Thank you. I’m gonna go start on breakfast. I’ll call you when it’s finished.” She left your room, leaving the door cracked slightly.

After a few seconds of staring off into space, you checked your phone like you always do when you wake up and your phone was filled with notifications.

Your smiled from ear to ear. Unlike the average kook, you weren’t very popular but that didn’t matter because you had 4 of the best people on planet earth as your best friends.

The first thing that you checked was Instagram. You tapped through the stories that you were tagged in and were met with some of the best memories that were caught on camera.

From the time you accidentally set off the sprinklers at The Wreck, getting all of the customers wet as they were leaving to the time that you got stuck at the top of the monkey bars at your old elementary school and JJ had to come and save you.

You almost started crying because you hadn’t been apart from any of your friends for more that 12 hours and even though it’s only been a week, it felt like forvever.

Before you responded to the countless amount of texts from your aunts and uncles, you texted the group chat and gushed to them about how thankful you were that they all posted something in honor of your birthday.

They all politely told you to and I quote, “shut the fuck up.” because it was a given that they’d praise you for your special day.

You rolled your eyes with a smile on your face and threw your phone on the charger, heading to the kitchen to eat breakfast with your mother.

                      「 ₊˚.༄ 」

The sound of your phone ringing tore you away from the piece of cake that you were chewing.

“And the guest of honor has arrived!” John B gushed, JJ was sitting next to him and it looked like they were on the couch.

“Get any presents?” Kie asked, positioning her phone upwards so that she could be seen.

“Nah, unless you count cake.” You chuckled, showing them the piece that you were currently devouring.

“That looks so good.” Pope commented, he was staring into the camera, hypnotized by the sweet treat that you had just showcased.

“Snap out of it!” JJ started clapping his hands in the camera causing Pope to fidget slightly taking his face out of the camera.

You spent the first 30 minutes of the facetime call catching up about the stupid quarantine habits that you all picked up. 

Kiara had given herself a few dolphin stick & pokes, Pope had started online shopping, like a lot. He had at least 30 new t-shirts in his closet. John B calls Sarah while JJ spends most of his time talking to you.

“Wait, wait, wait guys,” You paused, trying to get their attention because they were all screaming at each other, “Are y’all ready to watch the movie?” You questioned, opening a new tab on your computer.

“Yeah, yeah. Wait a second.” John B put himself on paused, you could hear JJ sigh because he does that at least once every time that you all are on a group call.

After a few seconds, you heard everyone's phone ding as well as your own. You all had gotten a group e-mail to join a netflix party. At first you were confused because JJ said that he talked to everyone and they agreed to letting you chose the movie.

A few more seconds passed and you saw another square begin to connect to the facetime call. It was a number that no one recognized so, everyone was pretty stunned (except for john b).

The mystery person finally connected and it was revealed to be Sarah Cameron. 

You looked at everyone's little square and saw how wide their eyes were. JJ seemed furious but, he didn’t want to make a scene because after all, it was still your birthday.

Kie and Pope looked shocked that John B would add her without asking if you were okay with it first.

“Hey guys! Happy birthday, y/n.” Sarah greeted, smiling.

“Thank you.” You croaked back a response, going on your computer and opening the e-mail that was sent, clicking the netflix party link.

After taking a second to load, you saw that you were watching the 4th season of Riverdale. (yikes)

You rolled your eyes, praying that it went unnoticed.

“Is this what you wanted to watch, y/n? I thought you hated Riverdale?” Pope asked, still a little confused on the whole situation.

“Nope.” You stated dryly, shrugging you shoulders and falling back onto your bed.

“Oh, it was my idea.” Sarah chimed in, her bubble got bigger because she had said something, “You don’t mind, right y/n/n?”

“I kind of wanted to watch Back to the Future.” You revealed.

At this point, everyone was shocked, even you. You didn’t hate Sarah, she was currently being really nice but you wanted to spend your birthday talking to your best friends and she didn’t fit into that category yet.

“I don’t really like that movie.” John B commented, earning a slap on the back of the head from JJ.

“Actually,” You paused, contemplating if you even wanted to continue the sentence. You had two options, make a scene or leave peacefully.

“I’m not feeling to well. I think I’m going to go but, have fun watching Riverdale.” Before anyone could protest, you hung up.

Option two it is.

“Fuck birthday’s.” You concluded, turning off your light. You didn’t have the energy to argue with anyone so, you decided to go to bed and deal with it in the morning.

JJ muted the phone so that no one else could hear the conversation that was about to ensue, “Dude, what the fuck?!” He yelled at John B, who was very confused.

“You invited the girl you’ve been mackin’ on for a month to y/n’s birthday party. Did you even ask her?” He stood up, towering over his friend.

“Woah, woah, calm down. I didn’t think that she’d care.” He defended himself.

Pope and Kie were texting you while Sarah was too busy watching the cringe unfold on Riverdale that they didn’t notice that John B and JJ were arguing.

“All she wanted was a good birthday and you fucking ruined it.” He accused, poking at his chest.

“I didn’t ruin it. She was tired and had to go!”

“It’s literally 9:30 pm. You think she’d go to bed this early? We’re in quarantine! Everyone stays up till like, 5!”

The look on JJ’s face conveyed that he was seconds away from punching John B in the face but he had to remember that you wouldn’t want them fighting because of you.

The blonde took a deep breath that lasted at least 5 minutes, “I need to go check on her.” He stated, going into the guest room that he was currently residing in and grabbed a big basket but with how fast he was walking, it’d be impossible to make out the contents inside.

“You can’t go see her, we’re in quarantine.” John B protested but JJ didn’t seem to care.

                      「 ₊˚.༄ 」

The sun started peaking through your window at around 6 am. The heat of the sun beamed on your face, causing you to wake up earlier that you anticipated.

Groaning, you trudged to the one and only bathroom in your house, thankful that your mom was off to work. She works for Mr.Heyward and they’re currently trying to deliver supplies to as many people as possible.

After getting ready for the day in the restroom, you headed towards the kitchen. In your peripheral vision, you saw a big basket sitting on your front porch.

Peaking your interest, you opened your front door and grabbed the basket with two hands. It wasn’t that heavy but it appeared to be filled to the brim.

Perched on the very top of the basket was a ripped sheet of blank paper covered with medium sized writing. The penmanship was sloppy and certain words had been written over and over again, most likely because the marker was running out of ink.

Based on the lack of punctuation, you already knew who hand delivered this package.

On the inside was 3 of JJ’s shirts (without the sleeves ofc), a half empty bottle of cologne that he’d only wear on special occasions, a torn 2 dollar bill, and a hydroponic blunt.

If any other pogue was receiving this as a gift, they’d probably be really disappointed but, not you. You knew that JJ wasn’t well acquainted with showing and or receiving love so, this was a huge gesture.

Running back into your house, you grabbed your phone, ignoring all of the apology texts from John B, you facetimed JJ.

After a few seconds of it ringing, he answered, “What time is it?” He groaned.

“When did you deliver this?” You asked, ignoring his question.

“What are you talking about?” He didn’t falter, standing his ground.

“Don’t play dumb with me, JJ. What time did you put this on my doorstep?” You persisted, showing the poorly wrapped package that rested on your dining table.

“I genuinely don’t know what you’re talking about.” He chuckled, scratching the back of his head.

You squinted your eyes into the camera and waited a few seconds and sure enough, he creaked, “Fine, fine! I may or may not have decided to play mail man last night.”

“What the heck-?” You paused, attempting to take in what he had just said, “Wait, why?”

“Well, after Sarah crashed your birthday party, I thought you might want to wake up to something, uh, nice.” He grinned, awkwardly.

“You should’ve called me! I would’ve come outside to see you.” You replied, disappointed. He was mere feet away from you last night and you weren’t aware.

“Social distancing, y/n.” He teased. We all know that JJ is the pogue that’s most likely to accidentally break one of the rules during quarantine.

“JJ,” You took a deep breath, “Why did you all of this. I mean, it’s such an amazing birthday gift. A blunt and a 2 dollar bill, what more could a girl ask for?”

“IT’S BECAUSE HE LOOOOVES YOU!!” You heard John B scream from farther into the house.

JJ dropped the phone on the bed and put himself on mute, you shook your head, knowing he was most likely scolding John B.

“I’m sorry, he’s been spending to much time with Sarah.” He returned, “Also, I stole that bill from Kie, don’t tell her though.”

“I really really really miss you, JJ.” You sighed, frowning.

“I really really really miss you, y/n.” He mocked, of course he could not be 100% serious, even when he wanted too.

“Can you promise me something?”

He raised his eyebrows, face plastered with curiousness, “Uhhh, maybe.” He chuckled.

“Promise me that you’ll ask me out once quarantine is over?” You deadpanned. It was clear that it caught him by surprise because his face wasn’t covered with confusion anymore but shear terror instead.

“W-What was that John B???!!! You fell in the toilet! Awe shit, y/n, I’ve gotta go.” He replied, hanging up the phone.

Usually, you’d be a little offended but, you knew he was just messing around with you, especially because he was so used to making the first move when it came to getting girls.

Your phone was on silent so, you didn’t notice it a first but you had a new text message from JJ.

“pinky promise.”

[thiswasinevitableid]

for the meet ugly prompts: sternclay, 78, sfw pls!!!

78: I run a YouTube channel where I talk about different things and one video is on the topic of an immortal creature / piece of history and you track me down to tell me how inaccurate it all is.

Stern finishes his notes, shuts his laptop and pushes in the chair at the little desk. Rain patters on the cabin roof, making for a singularly cozy scene with the fire in the woodstove and the tea steeping on the counter. 

He can’t believe his luck in finding this place; he’d assumed his trip to the Olympic Peninsula would involve solely sleeping in tents in the rain. Which he’s prepared for, but it’s nice to have the spot of his longest stay be indoors. 

The vlog’s been getting a ton of attention on the trip, which is good news for him; turns out doing the legwork to tell something other than the same four Bigfoot anecdotes is popular with large chunks of the internet. 

He does a crossword as he finishes his tea, changes into his sleepwear and climbs into the queen bed; the owners must assume it’s couples who rent this space.

Yeah, right, like Stern is going to have a boyfriend any time soon. 

Turning off the lamp leaves him with just the light from the smoke detector and the nearby clock radio for company. Lord, he didn’t mean to stay up until 1 am working. Again. 

Snuggling down under the covers, he coaxes his mind in the direction of picturing a hot tub and someone rubbing his shoulders. It immediately veers back to two of the stories he collected last week, both about more...alarming Bigfoot encounters. One in which Bigfoot broke into a trailer, leaving the owner cowering in the bathroom while he trashed the place. The other about Bigfoot stalking hiker in the woods, staying just out of sight but growling constantly. 

Then there are the disappearances, but there’s not actually any solid evidence tying them to the cryptid. It’s as he’s reminding himself of this that he rolls over, eyes opening long enough to glimpse something moving outside the rain-streaked window.

He shuts them in a hurry, takes deep breaths to calm down. He’s seen deer all over the place today, that’s probably what that was. 

Knock knock

There is no way on gods green earth that he’s opening that door. 

Knock knock.

The odds of that being someone, or something, that wants to hurt him are much higher than those of it being someone in need of his help. 

Knock knock. 

He holds his breath, listens for footsteps. Instead, the doorknob clicks side to side, jiggles when whatever's out there finds it locked. Thank fuck for the deadbolt.

Crack

Both bolts splinter the wooden frame, and a figure that has to duck to enter the cabin steps through it. It has fur, it’s eyes reflect the light he shines from his phone onto them, and it has very, very big feet. 

“Fuck.” He whispers, pressing against the backboard. 

“You’re Joseph Stern, right.” A deep voice rumbles. 

He nods, finding the fact that Bigfoot is talking to him calming rather than perplexing.

“Thank fuck, ‘cause this was gonna be really awkward otherwise.” He shuts the door, slides the nearby bookshelf across it as if it weighed nothing. 

“Close the blinds.”

Stern reaches up and pulls the cord, sending them down. Fumbles in the dark, eyes on the shadowy figure as he tries to find the lamp switch. He hits it just as the cryptid reaches the foot of his bed. Bigfoot blinks, squinting, then crosses his arms. 

“Okay buddy, we need to talk.”

“About….?” 

Bigfoot gives him a look of barely-concealed exasperation, “about the videos you’ve been making. You got a bunch of stuff wrong.”

“I did my research.” Stern adjusts his blankets with a huff, is forced to do so again when Bigfoot sits down on the bed.

“Yeah, from sources that are full of shit.”

“That’s--” he raises his hand to object, then stops, “that’s actually fair. I, um, I have to hit a certain video length for each episode, so sometimes I include anecdotes that have little to no corroboration.”

“Like the trailer story?”

“Damn it, I should have trusted my gut on that one. It was the vocalization description, it sounded wrong.”

“Yep. Kinda surprised you missed that, you’re usually pretty sharp.”

“I can’t tell if that’s a compliment.”

“It is; I watch your videos, you’ve got a pretty good B.S detector.”

“How-”

“I don’t actually live in the middle of the woods. I have a house, with wi-fi, and I like to keep tabs on people who are investigating me in earnest. I’ve been following your channel awhile. I like it. But you keep getting things wrong and it bugs me, so grab something to take notes on.”

Stern flops and rolls to the edge of the bed not occupied by Bigfoot, pulling his field notebook and a pen from his backpack. As he rolls back, he catches Bigfoot staring at him, then looking away sheepishly. 

“Okay, I’m ready.”

“You’re, uh, you’re taking this fairly well.”

“Why shouldn’t I be? I get to interview fucking Bigfoot. This is a dream come true! Plus, I no longer thing you’re going to kill me. Wait, are you?”

Bigfoot shakes his head, “Nope. And that’s correction one; there have been zero cases where I or my kind have killed anyone. We, uh, tend to come down pretty hard on any of our kind who try to go after humans.”

“And by your kind, you mean other Bigfoots, or cryptids in general?”

“Both.”

“Got it. Wait” he looks up, frowning, “how am I supposed to cite you in these corrections without exposing you?”

A shrug, “just call me a ‘bigfoot expert.’ And, uh, you, specifically, can call me Barclay. Now, mistake two: look at my arm.” He holds his right arm out and Stern obediently stares at it.

“What color is that?”

“Reddish brown?”

“Right. Not black, not white, not grey. Touch it.” 

Carefully, Stern runs his fingertips up Barclay’s forearm.

“It’s so soft.”

“Damn right. None of this ‘coarse chunks of hair’ bullshit. When this comes off it stays soft. And I’m the only one of my kind who’s been on the west coast in a decade, so any hair that isn’t this color can’t be tied to a Bigfoot sighting. You can stop petting me, y’know.”

“Oh, sorry.”

“Right, problem three--uh, fuck, hang on, I forgot what I wrote.” He lifts his other arm and Stern sees something he missed in his earlier terror blindness; a pouch hanging from his wrist, from which Barclay produces a tiny notebook. 

“Okay, so, the noises thing, you’ve got about half of them right…”

Stern spends an hour and a half diligently taking notes. When Barclay finally flips the book closed, the cryptid yawns, showing sharp teeth.

“There, that’s all of it. Now I gotta head out, I got places to be in the morning.”

“Wait, what about my questions? I, um, I have a whole list of them for if I ever meet a cryptid in person.”

“How could you possibly have more questions after that.”

“You underestimate just how much time I devote to my work.” He finds the page, turning his notebook around. 

“I...holy shit, did you organize these by cryptid?”

“Yes, since every cryptid is different, you each get your own question list.”

“Look, Joseph, I’m happy to answer them, but I wasn’t kidding about needing to be somewhere in the morning.”

“Oh, um, of course. Honestly I just thought you wanted to get away from me; I know I can be a bit of an overly curious nerd sometimes.”

“I like it. But-”

Thunder booms right above them and Barclay yips like a wounded fox, flinches when lightning follows on it’s heels. 

“Fuck, I was hoping it’d just rain and nothing else.” He growls when lighting flashes again. 

“I have to admit this is not a fear I expected you to have.”

“Lightning starts fires, and I got caught in more than one in my early days, and thunder, well, it sounds a little too much like gunshots for my taste. Had plenty of those directed at me too.”

“Oh, Barclay, I’m so sorry. Um” he casts around for something comforting, “if, if you’d rather not go out just yet, you can stay here. I promise I won’t ask more questions and just let you sleep. And, um, since it might take too long to get the fire going again,” he holds up the blankets, “you can sleep here. If you want.”

It’s a ridiculous suggestion, and he sees disbelief on Barclay’s face. Then it dissipates as Barclay looks him up and down, scooting to join him under the covers, mattress protesting every movement. When he lays down he’s so heavy the bed dips, sending Stern rolling without warning and landing against his side with an “oof.”

“Sorry.” They say at the same time

“It’s alright, big guy, you’re actually very comfy.”

“What did you call me?” Barclay chuckles, pulling the blankets up around them.

“Guess I’m tired too, getting a little loopy.”

“And cuddly” Barclay smiles, sending a pointed glance at Stern’s arm (now draped across the cryptid’s stomach) and cheek (now resting on his chest).

“Shit, sorry, I can-”

“S’okay” Barclays arm loops over his shoulders, “never held a human like this. It’s nice.” 

Another boom of thunder and he winces. Not knowing what else to do, Stern pets his belly soothingly. After a moment, his arm is vibrating.

“You’re purring.”

“Notrrrrr arrrrrrr wordrrrrrr” Barclay snuffles the top of his head but doesn’t stop him, and so he keeps rubbing his belly until he feels some of the tension drain from Barclay’s body.

“What do you like to do? For fun, I mean.”

“Like cooking” Barclay murmurs, “getting a human disguise was nice, ‘cause I didn’t have to worry about getting fur in the food.”

“Human?”

“Long story, but the upshot is any cryptid who’s been here awhile gets there hands on a charm that makes them human when they wear it.”

“Huh. Um, what do you like to cook best?”

“Hmmmmm. Well, pie is satisfying, but I also like making ramen, because there’s such an art to it....”

Stern snuggles closer, sighs as Barclay absentmindedly pets his back, and drops off some time later to the sound of that lovely, deep voice telling him all about dim sum. 

He wakes up to an empty bed, which isn’t a surprise. His missing notebook, however, is a surprise indeed and an unwelcome one. After turning the place upside down, he admits defeat; Barclay must have changed his mind and decided to remove what evidence he could of their conversation. 

Stern grumbles all the way into town, decides hot breakfast might soothe his disappointment. He opts for The Lodge, just as he has the last two days, and Dani, the waitress, smiles at him when he sits down. She brings him coffee and a laminated menu, returns a few minutes later.

“The cook wants me to let you now we have a new special this morning; sourdough pancakes with strawberry-rhubarb compote.”

“I’ll have that.” He smiles, handing her back the menu. Funny, he was just talking with Barclay last night about how strawberry-rhubarb is one of his favorite flavors. 

The pancakes are delicious, and it’s only his manners that keep him from literally licking his plate clean. When Dani brings back his receipt, he’s mid-sip of coffee, and so doesn’t see what else she’s brought him until he sets it down.

Beneath the little black, plastic clipboard is his notebook. 

He picks it up, spots a cupcake shaped sticky-note sticking out that he didn’t put there. Flips to the page and finds his “questions for Bigfoot” now have answers in tidy, if a bit spidery, handwriting. At the very bottom of the page is phone number and the words, “I’ll answer your questions any time.” 

Next to the words is a heart that has clearly been erased and redrawn several times.

He laughs, pulls out his phone, and quickly enters the number.

---------------------------

Back in the kitchen, Dani flashes Barclay a thumbs up when she comes back to pick up an order. 

His phone buzzes in his pocket, and he steals a quick look at it, smiling when he sees the message. 

Joseph: You’re full of surprises, big guy. Dinner tonight?

Barclay: I’d love that. See you then.

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Nova & Bowie

General:

Rate the Ship -   Awful | Ew | No pics pls | I’m not comfortable | Alright | I like it! | Got Pics? | Let’s do it! | Why is this not getting more attention?! | The OTP to rule all other OTPs

How long will they last? - Listen if I were to ever write an original novel staring Nova, her and Bowie would be endgame. The only person who knows Nova better than Bowie is her twin sister, and I can’t think of someone Nova trusts more than she does Bowie.

How quickly did/will they fall in love? - Nova had a small crush on Bowie from a young age. But Bowie doesn’t fall in love with her until she leaves Portland for years and comes back as an adult. Only distance and time would help him see her as a full grown woman and not the nervous/giggly nine year old he met on his first day of work. 

How was their first kiss? - Careful. Slow. Chaste. I get the feeling it would’ve happened late at night? Either working late at the Shop or perhaps at Bowie’s house which is where I imagine Nova would stay when visiting Portland rather than a hotel. 

Wedding:

Who proposed? - Bowie. Probably after one of his shows, his final song of the night some beautiful love song he wrote and dedicated to Nova. When she heads back stage to retrieve him and head home he tells “Just gotta do one thing.” and then gets down on one knee, probably even has a beautiful speech. Nova definitely gets overwhelmed and sobs while she says yes. 

Who is the best man/men? - Bowie’s old high school bandmates who I never thought up names for. 

Who is the braid’s maid(s)? - Jenna is the Maid of Honour of course, other bride’s mades include Jenna’s friends who are also on good terms with Nova (Kimi, Naomi, Maddison)

Who did the most planning? - I like to think they planned together the whole way through. 

Who stressed the most? - Nova. But she always stressed. 

How fancy was the ceremony? - Back of a pickup truck | 2 | 3 | 4 (I think Bowie would’ve wanted something fancier but neither of them are Religious and the both come from small families so something small and casual)| Normal Church Wedding | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Kate and William wish they were this big.

Who was specifically not invited to the wedding? - I know this question is supposed to be about like who do they hate so much they wouldn’t invite them to the wedding but honestly they wouldn’t not invite anyone out of malice. Obviously the only person they don’t officially invite is Ivan because he’s passed away and cannot be officially invited. But they do make sure to have an empty seat at their ceremony and reception just for him.

Sex:

Who is on top? - Despite her anxieties and insecurities, Bowie is one of the few people Nova trusts to be on top. Though he’s not aways on top, and he’s more than happy to allow her to take over.

Who is the one to instigate things? - Mmm probably Bowie. Just because Nova’s drive is just so low.

How healthy is their sex life? - Barely touch themselves let alone each other | 2 | 3 | 4 | Once a couple weeks, nothing overboard | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They are humping each other on the couch right now

How kinky are they? - Straight missionary with the lights off | 2 | 3 | 4 | Might try some butt stuff and toys (I could see Bowie maybe using toys on Nova, also as long as Nova is given detailed information on a kink she’s willing to try at least a few things) | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Don’t go into the sex dungeon without a horse’s head

How long do they normally last? - Bowie’s got some pretty good endurance I’d think. And Nova can take a while just due to the fact that she struggles with that sort of thing. On a good day where they both finish it’d say 23-30 minutes, not including their foreplay.

Do they make sure each person gets an equal amount of orgasms? - I think Bowie would want to make sure Nova is getting as much as she gives. But Nova... she has a lot of issues surrounding sex, she knows that finishing for her is hit or miss (more often than not it’s miss) and on top of that Nova is likely to cry after sex but it’s especially worse (to her) after an orgasm, so she tends to insist that she’s fine going with out. 

How rough are they in bed? - Softer than a butterfly on the back of a bunny | 2 | 3 | 4 | The bed’s shaking and squeaking every time | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Their dirty talk is so vulgar it’d make Dwayne Johnson blush. Also, the wall’s so weak it could collapse the next time they do it.

How much cuddling/snuggling do they do? - No touching after sex | 2 | 3 | 4 | A little spooning at night, or on the couch, but not in public | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They snuggle and kiss more often than a teen couple on their fifth date to a pillow factory.

Children:

How many children will they have naturally? - 0

How many children will they adopt? - Also 0. But they’re both an amazing aunt and uncle to Jenna’s kid.

Who gets stuck with the most diapers? - Bowie.

Who is the stricter godparent? - Mmm probably Bowie.

Who stops the kid(s) from doing dangerous stunts after school? - The both would.

Who remembers to pack the lunch(es)? - Nova, but only because Bowie makes delicious food the previous night when Jenna’s kid stays with them and Nova just has to pack it up.

Who is the more loved godparent? -  Their nibbling loves the two of them for different reasons but they’re loved equally.

Who is more likely to attend the PTA meetings?

Who cried the most at graduation? - Bowie.

Who is more likely to bail the child(ren) out of trouble with the law? - Nova

Cooking:

Who does the most cooking? - Bowie

Who is the most picky in their food choice? - I don’t think either of them are

Who does the grocery shopping? - Both of them together. Unironically, grocery shopping together is one of their “date nights”.

How often do they bake desserts? - Birthdays and Holidays

Are they more of a meat lover or a salad eater? - I think while neither of them are fully vegan/vegetarian they both lean more plant based.

Who is more likely to surprise the other(s) with an anniversary dinner? - Bowie.

Who is more likely to suggest going out? - Nova.

Who is more likely to burn the house down accidently while cooking? - Nova

Chores:

Who cleans the room? - Nova, usually. Cleaning helps her clear her head when she’s in a bad space. But if she’s in the kind of headspace where she’s overwhelmed Bowie definitely steps up for her.

Who is really against chores? - Neither.

Who cleans up after the pets? - Bowie.

Who is more likely to sweep everything under the rug? - Neither.

Who stresses the most when guests are coming over? - Nova.

Who found a dollar between the couch cushions while cleaning? - Bowie.

Misc:

Who takes the longer showers/baths? - Nova

Who takes the dog out for a walk? - Nova usually but sometimes Bowie joins her.

How often do they decorate the room/house for the holidays? - Christmas. 

What are their goals for the relationship? - To be there for one another. To wake up every morning and choose each other. Other typical relationship stuff.

Who is most likely to sleep till noon? - bisshh they’re their own bosses they both wake up at noon.

Who plays the most pranks? - I don’t think either of them are the prank type.

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HEY. HEY PUT THOSE TAGS INTO A FULL STORY PLS. Comfort. Healing. D-0 (I LOVE THAT LITTLE GUY!!!) don't just hide this potential in tags! :O

Anything for you, dear. ;D Based on this post. This is also on AO3 because it’s Christmas Eve and therefore traditional.   Also I gotta warn you, this was written... entirely on public transport, so sorry in advance for any mistakes. 

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They wait out the rest of the war onTatooine.

Ben had been the one to bring it up,resolute to go alone, and Rey had followed without a second thought. They lieas low as they can at first, eager to avoid the wrath of anyone who couldfollow them here, but they plant themselves into the locals's lives soon enough,taking on the role of mechanics for anyone who could need their services inexchange for anything to help them earn a living. Even though it's onlytemporary, things are still light years better than they had been on Jakku. Shehas a home here, not a makeshift shelter, and better yet, she might have afamily. It's only when they both find the rhythm of their new life that sherealises how easy it actually is.

“D-0, what happened to my memory circuit?”

“I-in here.”

“Are you still hoarding my droids?” Rey looks up from the engine she's beenslaving over for a week now just in time to catch the deadpan look he sends herway. The contrast between their working stations never fails to make her smile,even if the reasons behind it are less than pleasant - hers is clean enough,after years of doing this on her own, and the chaos that reigns over Ben's,with his two helpers and the array of needed parts that he has floating inorbit around him, is such an obvious compensation for an absence that it makesher heart ache. When he’s like this – entirely consumed by whatever is takinghis attention, face scrunched up in concentration with a lightness to his bodythat hadn’t seemed possible before – she thinks she might never want to lookaway.

“This is an assistance droid. It's what he does. I had a similar one as a child.”He stretches his hand out impatiently, only to realise that the miniaturecompartment needs to be manually opened. “Give it here.”

“N-no thank you.” D-0 rolls away before Bencan have another chance to approach and he retracts his arm as if he'd beenburnt, the pile of metal suspended in the air coming to a precarious stop as hefrowns.

“He does that with everyone.” Hisexpression eases, but there's still something there, bigger than astrangely misbehaving droid, as if he had understood but rather wished hehadn't. It’s something Rey has seen before, but he carefully tucks the emotionaway before she can so much as nudge it awake. “I'm not sure what happened tohim, but it takes him a while to approach a human. Or anything bigger than BB-8.”

“It’s all right. See?” He taps the droid inquestion until he gets an acknowledgment as D-0 whirls away pensively at a safedistance. “It’s not always bad.”

“O-often.”

Ben freezes for a moment before, with aquick glance at Rey and the work she’d forgotten about, hunching back over hisown project. “Someone needs to fix that defect of his. Droids don’t stutter.”

It would be an easy enough thing to dealwith and they both know it, but Rey bites the comment back along with a widearray of things he might not be quite ready to hear her say. “He’s fine as heis.”

A week later, as they flee through themarket on the run from the scene that they’d left behind – a spy that they’dhad to dispose of once he’d attacked them, again,though whether it’s from the former First Order or the new New Republic thistime, Rey isn’t sure any longer – the droid is the first thing Ben asks foronce he’s sure they’re safe.

~.~

She starts to notice a pattern after that.

It’s a silly thing to pay so much attentionto, given what had started it, but it’s impossible to ignore once Rey catcheson – no matter what he does, no matter how content or safe he is, everythingfrom Ben’s direction feels like he’s suspended mid-air, constantly waiting forthe other shoe to drop. What exactly it is that he’s expecting is impossible totell, but it’s there all the same, like an anxious backdrop to his every move.It relaxes its hold on him more and more every day and it never disappearscompletely – every step he makes is made with him holding his breath.

She finally cracks when she steps into theshower one day and sees him stiffen for all of a moment, shoulders caving inbefore he lets go.

“This doesn’t bother you when I do it.” It’sbarely a question and he cracks one eye open to give her a questioning look. “Unexpectedtouching.”

“No.” He rinses the soap out of his hair,the pristinely maintained air of nonchalance only giving when she doesn’telaborate either. “Why should it?”

Lessthan a year ago, I could have used it to kill you.It’s such a distant thought now, when he looks her in the eye, as open as he’sbeen ever since the very start. It had just meant something different then. “Itdoes with everyone else. I’ve seen it in a crowd. With our neighbours, too.”They don’t have too many of those and it’s still just a temporary home, but thepeople in their vicinity tend to be surprisingly affectionate. He’s always acutelyaware of his surroundings, but never of her – if anything, Rey suspects thatshe might have caught him by surprise only due to the fact that her presence isalready constant in his mind. “It doesn’t surprise you when it bothers others,too.”

“Is this about the droid?”

He’s just incredulous enough for her toknow that she’s right. “The same droid you’ve trained to trust you?”

The smile she gets in return might just bethe saddest one he’d ever given her. It’s a good thing, Rey supposes – she’sbeen seeing him happy more and more often lately and if memories are the onlything that can draw this out of him, it’s all the better for both of them.

“I’ve found that if you can’t train peopleto trust you, you have to teach yourself to duck out of their way.” There’s ascattered, chaotic recoil of recollection somewhere deep inside him, of lightningand shouting and pain and more pain It stretches on, seemingly over the courseof years, right before he shoves it out of sight. It’s horrifying, even more sofor how matter-of-fact he finds it – it’s a part of his life, just another laststraw on top of years of questioning and doubt, both external and internal; alifetime of looking over his shoulder and only seeing more unanswered questionsscattered along his path. It’s something she understands all too well, but eventhen, it’s far too much and for the first time, she sees it all, laid out likean open book in front of her on his command. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed,”he says, voice even lower than usual as he finally looks her in the eye, “but Ihave to train people out of mistrusting me.”

He’d never managed to train himself to trust him, that much Rey knowsnow. It almost makes her laugh; how for a long time, she had hoped against hopethat he would end up the explanation to all of her missing pieces (the past andthe peace and the hope, both her own and the ones of the entire galaxy), giventhat she’d answered some of his own questions in the meantime. Bond or no bond,she can’t imagine the relief it must have been – realising that she had lookedat him and had seen nothing but him alone, without a single accusation orpraise or expectation.

“Not me,” she argues immediately, ready fora rebuttal. He’s fond of arguing for argument’s sake, she’d had the time tofind out, but this might just be too important for him to try it now.

“No,” Ben agrees and there’s a little awein there too, just before he breaks into a smile. It’s entirely different thistime and it lights up his entire face and she’s already gravitating towards itlike a spaceship towards its homing beacon even before his hand cups her cheekand draws her closer. “Not you.”

~.~

When she wakes up the next day, the otherhalf of the bed is empty.

It’s a relatively common occurrence forher; waking up alone. Ben is a light sleeper and doesn’t seem to need much ofit to begin with, while Rey had had a much easier time of it ever since they’darrived on Tatooine. It would be a day like any other if it hadn’t been for thevoices in the only other room in the house and the strange mechanical wheezing thataccompanies it.

“Ben?” She rubs the sleep out of her eyesand pats the floor for her lightsaber, checking in on him through the bond oninstinct. He’s tense but not afraid, though that might just be the effort notto wake her – perhaps whoever is there doesn’t know that he’s not alone. Itshould have shocked her, how quickly every possible enemy on every spot on thespectrum had shifted into a vague theywhen they’d ended up alone against the rest of the galaxy, but it’s almost ahabit by now. Back when they had first slept with their weapons under theirpillows, it had been easier to think of their potential enemies as varying degreesof dangerous. Now, it’s just a distant sort of anxiety, ready to jump up atevery hint of a threat.

Lightsaber clutched in her hand, shetiptoes over to the door as the frenzied noise grows louder and her breathleaves her on a relieved exhale just as it comes to an abrupt stop.

“Do you see now? There’s no point infussing. This could have been much easier.” The sight in front of her is afamiliar one – Ben’s lying on his front on the floor, eyes shielded by themakeshift mask he usually uses when needed as he clutches D-0 in one hand and adrill in the other. Rey plucks one of the instruments floating around the roomand revels in the fact that he doesn’t flinch at the disturbance, the tension frommoments ago seeping away in favour of mild annoyance.

“B-better now.”

“I know.Now you can’t pretend you can’t hear me when I ask for something.” He tossesthe drill away in favour of an unsettlingly large needle. “We have to do something about this speechpattern. I thought it would go away on its own, but it’s been months.”

“R-Rey.”

“Yes, most likely. She’s good at that, isn’tshe?” The tone shifts from berating to almost conspiratorial mid-sentence and Reysteps fully into the room once his greeting flows through the connectionbetween them, as well as the awareness of her presence, and the warmth thatfollows engulfs her from head to toe, gentle and tentative and so carelesslyhonest that it nearly makes her cry. “Fixing things.”

When he turns to face her, she throws thewrench in his general direction. “I’m not sure he needs my help with thingsthat can fix themselves.”

Ben swiftly moves its course towards thetable where her weapon is already resting, returning her grin with one of hisown as he jumps up to his feet, repairs temporarily forgotten. “Perhaps not,”he allows, nearing her without an ounce of hesitation (it might not matteranymore, she thinks, how many times they’ve caught each other with their guarddown; not when it’s far more of a blessing than it’s ever been a curse). Atlong last, he’s actually landed, right here in front of her, without the pastbreathing down his back. It might be just around the corner, but the change isstill palpable enough for Rey to realise that she’d been holding her breathwith him; enough for her to feel nearly lightheaded as her own memories slip tothe side right along with his. “It’s enough that you’re here.”

This time, when she reaches out towardshim, Ben meets her halfway.

[imagines-for-the-fangirls-soul]

Disney Prompt List

As promised, here is the mobile version! 

Here are all of my Disney prompts (so far). If you would like to request one, please send in the movie/theme and the number you want with the pairing you want. For example, “Bucky Barnes x reader, Aladdin #3.” If you want something more specific included in it, please include that in your ask. For example, “Bucky Barnes x reader, Aladdin #3, where they both get kidnapped by Hydra)

I tried to make the prompts gender neutral(ish) but I may have missed a couple. If some of them say he/her it can be changed around when writing, so it doesn’t have to be exactly accurate to what’s written. If you have any questions or request, please let me know!

I haven’t finished all of the movies, so if you see a name crossed off it’s because I haven’t gotten to it yet. I will update as I do. But feel free to request something that isn’t finished yet if you want!

If you have any questions, or ideas for other prompts, just let me know! Happy requesting! I know there’s a lot, so send a few in, but try to mix up characters! :)

Real World Disney Adventures:

Going to Disney World/Land for the first time

Disney World/Land proposal

Person A showing person B their favorite Disney movie (pls include film)

Singing a Disney duet together (bonus points if it’s gender reversed)

DISNEY MOVIE MARATHON

Running a Disney marathon together

“How can you hate ___ ride?! It’s the best!” (pls include ride)

“You can’t make everything Mickey shaped” “WATCH ME”

Meeting your favorite character at the parks

Wearing any of the princesses’ outfits (Because they’re pretty, THAT’S WHY!)

Aladdin:

“Who disturbs my slumber?”

“You’re only in trouble if you get caught . . . I’m in trouble!”

“If I were as rich as you I could afford some manners.”

“If I do marry, I want it to be for love.”

“Well, you do kind of stand out.”

“Do you trust me?”

“That two faced son of a jackal!”

“I must have hit my head harder than I thought.”

“You ain’t never had a friend like me.”

“I can’t make anyone fall in love with anyone else.”

“Phenomenal cosmic power! Itty-bitty living space.”

“He/She’s got these eyes … and his/her hair! And his/her smile … ah”

“But you’re so old!”

“That’s something I pride myself on, I’m a excellent judge of character.”

“I am not a prize to be won!”

“Tell her/him the truth!”

“I can show you the world.”

“Tell me princess, now when did you last let your heart decide?”

“Did you think I was stupid? That I wouldn’t figure it out?”

“I’m getting kind of fond of you. Not that I want to pick out curtains or anything.”

“You’re speechless, I see. A lovely quality in a wife!”

“Read my lips and come to grips with reality.”

“I never realized how incredibly handsome you are.”

“He’s a little punch drunk.”

“You’re not gonna find another girl/guy like her/him in a million years.”

“I gotta stop pretending to be something I’m not.”

“You’re free.”

“I choose you.”

Alice in Wonderland:

“Curiouser and curiouser …”

“Oh dear, I do wish I hadn’t cried so much.”

“Never a beginning, there can never be a stop.”

“I’ve changed so many times since this morning.”

“Most everyone is mad here.”

“A VERY MERRY UNBIRTHDAY TO YOU!”

“Something seems to be troubling you, won’t you tell us all about it?”

“Those are the things that upset me!”

“If you don’t think you shouldn’t talk.”

“I have an excellent idea! Let’s change the subject.”

“When I get home I shall write a book about this place.”

“I give myself very good advice but I very seldom follow it.”

“Do you want us both to lose our heads?”

“What do you know?” “Nothing!” “Nothing whatever?” “Nothing whatever!” “That’s very important!”

“OFF WITH THEIR HEAD!”

The Aristocats:

“You’re going to be as beautiful as your mother/father.”

“Females never fight fair.”

“Ladies don’t start fights, but they can finish them.”

“How romantic!!”

“Haven’t we met before?” “And I’m so glad that we did.”

“I’m not exactly her/his husband/wife.” “Well either you are or you aren’t.” “Alright, I’m not.”

“And when we needed you, you were right there.”

“Well I guess you know best, but I’m gonna miss you baby.”

Atlantis: The Lost Empire:

“How did you get in here?” “I came down the chimney, ho, ho, HO!”

“Excuse me, you drop your, um, dynamite.”

“I used to take lunch money from guys like this.”

“I swim pretty girl, um, pretty good.”

“I know! Why don’t you translate, and I’ll wave the gun around!”

“Come on, we better make sure they don’t hurt themselves.”

“Do you have any suggestions?” “Yeah, don’t get shot!”

“I have to hand it to you, you’re a bigger pain in the neck than I thought possible.”

Bambi:

“If you can’t say something nice, don’t say anything at all.”

“You can call me a flower if you want to.”

“You’re a little wobbly, aren’t you?“

“Faster! Don’t look back! Keep running!”

“They’re twitterpated.”

“Well it’s not going to happen to me.” (About falling in love)

“______ ought to be proud.”

Beauty and the Beast:

“For who could ever learn to love a beast?”

“But you’ve read it twice!” “Well it’s my favorite…” (include fave book)

“If you like it all that much it’s yours!”

“No beast alive stands a chance against you, and no girl for that matter.”

“I’m making plans to woo and marry _____.”

“YOU MUST CONTROL YOUR TEMPER!”

“Flabby, fat, and lazy then you walked in and oopsie daisy!”

“I’ve never felt this way about anyone before.”

“I want to do something for her. But what?” “Well there’s the usual, flowers, chocolates, promises you don’t intend to keep…”

PERSON A GIVING PERSON B AN ACTUAL LIBRARY

“Perhaps there’s something there that wasn’t there before.”

“You look so, so...” “Stupid.”

Person A reading person B their favorite story

“Take it with you. So you’ll always have a way to look back and remember me.”

“I let her go.” “Why?” “Because I love her.”

“He’s no monster, _____, you are!”

“Did you honestly think she’d want you, when she had someone like me?!”

“At least I got to see you one last time.”

“Please, please, please don’t leave me. I love you.”

Beauty and the Beast (2017):

“It’s about two lovers in fair Verona.” “Sounds boring.”

“You’re so … athletically inclined.”

“It’s never gonna happen, ladies.”

“Wonderful book you’ve got there.” “Have you read it?” “No, but … books.”

“It’s the ones who play hard to get that are always the sweetest prey.”

“Please just tell me one more thing about them.”

“We could never make each other happy.”

“Everything I am is because of you.”

“I will never marry you, ________.”

“I’ve found that most troubles seem less troubling after a bracing cup of tea.”

“You really want to marry into this family?”

“ Not until my whole life is done will I ever leave you.”

“Days in the sun will return, we must believe as lovers do, that days in the sun will come shining through.”

“Was that a joke? Are you making jokes now?”

“You’re too good for her/him, anyway!”

“I am not a beast.”

“How would you feel about growing a beard?”

Big Hero 6:

“Nothing! No ideas! Useless, washed up brain!”

“Stop whining. Woman up!”

“My family! I love my family!”

“I am not fast.”

“He/She/They should have lived a long life.”

“Why are you stopped?” “The light’s red!” “There are no red lights in a car chase!”

“My brain hates my eyes for seeing this.”

“He/She went in there to save you.” “That was his/her mistake.”

“This is not what _______ would have wanted.”

“I’m not giving up on you. You don’t understand this yet, but people need you.”

The Black Cauldron:

“That black-hearted devil!”

“I know you want your breakfast, but right now thinking is important!”

“I’m not afraid of _____.” “Then you are a fool.”

“What are you doing here?” “I came back to be your friend.”

“Why do you have to judge every word I say?”

“Oh good you’re safe!” “Well of course-”

“How dare you take his/her side!”

“You love struck witch!”

“I’ll never forgive you for this. Never!”

“You have lots of friends. I don’t have any.”

Someone forcing Person A and Person B to (finally) kiss. (Gurgi inspired prompt.)

Bolt:

“It’s alright tough guy, you got them all.”

“I wanna take him/her home this weekend.”

“You’re a degenerate creature of darkness.” “Yeah, granted.”

“I eat danger for breakfast.” “Are you hungry?” “Starving.”

“I swear, it’s like I work with toddlers.”

Brave:

“No weapons on the table!”

Having people compete in games for your hand in marriage. You decide to compete for yourself. (AKA Brave AU)

“It’s marriage, it’s not the end of the world!”

“Are you willing to pay the price your freedom costs?”

“I’ll always be right here.”

“There’s no one to blame but me. I know now that I need to mend my mistake.”

“Let them win his/her heart, before they win his/her hand.”

“I did this to you, to us.”

“You have always been there for me. You’ve never given up on me.”

“Our fate lives in us, you only have to be brave enough to see it.”

Brother Bear:

“One thing always changes into another.”

“Come here, loverboy.”

*Person A wakes up* Person B: “So you’ve decided to join the living.”

*Arguing* “Big nose! …sorry.” “You went too far that time.”

“How about no? No talking.” “Okay, then I’ll sing!”

“Wake up!” “Two more months, mom.”

Faking a Canadian accent and adding “eh” to the end of everything

“This year, I lost ___” “Quit telling everyone I’m dead!” “Sometimes I can still hear their voice…”

A Bug’s Life:

“You’re weird, but I like you.”

“If I hadn’t promised not to kill you, I would have killed you.” “Believe me, no one appreciates that more than me.”

"I only got 24 hours to live, and I’m not gonna waste it here!“

“The circus! The circus! I love the circus!”

“Come on, you can rub lotion on me later.”

Cars:

“I eat losers for breakfast - breakfast, maybe I should have had breakfast.”

“That’s really embarrassing, but I wouldn’t worry about it - cause I didn’t do it! Hah!”

“I haven’t gone this fast in years. I’m gonna blow a gasket or something.”

“I create feelings in others that even they don’t understand.”

“Oh _____’s just a little bit shy, and hates you for killing their flowers.”

“Even here in Hillbilly Hell we have standards.”

“You’re in love with _____! You’re in love with _____! You love them! You love them! You love them!”

“I knew it! I knew I made a good choice!” “In what?” “My best friend.”

“They quit on me.”

“Best for everyone? Or best for you?”

“I didn’t get to say goodbye.”

Cinderella:

“Just learn to like cats.”

“Hmm, there must be something good about them.”

“And I’m so eligible!”

“Even miracles take a little time.”

“Don’t you think my dress-” “Yes it’s very- Good Heavens, child!”

“The young prince bowing to the assembly. Suddenly, he stops. He looks up. For lo… there she stands. The girl of his dreams. Who she is or whence she came, he knows not, nor does he care, for his heart tells him that here, here is the maid predestined to be his bride.”

“So this is love? This is what makes life divine.”

Having to leave at midnight, and not being able to tell the other how they felt ( AKA Cinderella AU)

Person A leaving behind _____ and person B trying to get in back to them (AKA the Cinderella Story AU)

Cinderella (2015):

“When I am king, you shall be queen.”

“Have courage and be kind.”

“Where there is kindness there is goodness, and where there is goodness, there is magic.”

“I must go very soon, my love. Will you forgive me?” “Of course I forgive you.”

“If you’re worried about telling me, you mustn’t be, if it will lead to your happiness.”

“I’m not alone, I’m with you.”

“Just because it’s what done, doesn’t mean it should be done.”

“I shall trick him/her into loving me!”

“They’re all looking at you.” “Believe me, they’re all looking at you.”

“Surely you have a right to your own heart.”

“I have never shown this place to anyone.” “A secret garden!”

“This is perhaps the greatest risk any of us will ever take - to be seen as we truly are.”

“Are you ready?” “For anything, as long as it’s with you.”

Dinosaur:

Dumbo:

“You better look out for Mr. Stork.”

“There they go without a friend in the world.”

“You like to pick on little guys, why don’t you pick on me!”

“Baby mine, don’t you cry.”

“Rest your head, close to my heart.”

The Emperor’s New Groove:

“You threw off my groove!”

“Hate your hair. Not likely. Yikes, yikes, yikes. And let me guess, you have a great personality.”

“What’s he babbling about? He’s like that thing that wouldn’t shut up.”

“It is no concern of mine whether your family has… what was it again?” “Uh, food.”

“No touchy!”

“I’ll turn him into a flea, and then put him in a box, and then put that box in another box. Then I’ll mail it to myself and CRUSH HIM.”

“Oh right, the poison. The poison for _____. The poison chosen especially for ____. _____’s poison.”

“This story is about me, not him.”

“Maybe I’m new to this rescuing thing, but this to me, seems like a step backwards.”

After CPR, “For the last time, it was not a kiss!”

“Thanks, my wife made it.” “She knits?” “No, crochets.” “Nice!”

“Come on, ______, no one lives forever.”

Enchanted:

“I’ve been dreaming of a true love’s kiss.”

“Lips are the only thing that touch.”

“We shall be married in the morning!”

Having to walk around New York in your giant wedding gown. (It’s raining, too.)

“Is this a big habit of yours, falling off stuff?”

“I wish you every happiness.”

“How does she/he know you love her/him?”

“I knew it was you.”

“Over my dead body.” “Alright, I’m flexible.”

“I guess that makes you the damsel in distress, huh, handsome?”

Finding Dory:

“Would you ever forget me?”

“The only reason to travel in the first place, is so you never have to travel again.”

“Please help me find my family.”

“Off! Off! Off!”

“‘I’m fine, how are you?’ ‘I’m fine, too!’ New’s flash, no one’s fine!”

“Caution, joker at work!”

CUDDLE PARTY!

“______, ______, ______, don’t you dare be sorry!”

“Suck it, bipeds!”

“I’m gonna ask you to do something crazy!” “I’m okay with crazy.”

Finding Nemo:

“Shh, you’re gonna wake the kids.”

“You think you can do these things, but you just can’t!”

“He/She touched the butt.”

“Can you help me?” “No, you got yourself in there, you can get yourself out.”

“We want you in our club, kid.”

“You mean you don’t like me?” “No, it’s because I like you that I don’t want to be with you.”

“Just keep swimming.”

“Next stop, knowledge!”

The Fox and the Hound:

“I’m not going to be so lonesome anymore.”

“I just can’t stay angry with you, you little imp.”

“We’ll always be friends forever.”

“Why you blasted female!”

“Watch it, it’s loaded!” *shoots up at the sky* “Now it’s not loaded!”

“I just wanted to say goodbye to ______, but I’m too late.”

“Forever is a long, long time, and time has a way of changing things.”

“Yet from your sadness our happiness grew.”

“Goodbye may seem forever, farewell is like the end, but in my heart is the memory, and there you’ll always be.”

“After last night nothing looks beautiful.” *Looks at Person A* “Wow!”

“There’s something really familiar about those eyes.”

Frozen:

“Go to sleep.” “I can’t. The sky’s awake, so I’m awake!”

“Cuties! I’m gonna keep you!”

“I’m right out here for you. Just let me in. We only have each other.”

“Don’t know if I’m elated or gassy, but I’m somewhere in that zone.”

“I can’t wait to meet everyone! GASP! What if I meet the one?”

“This is awkward. Not you’re awkward, but just cause we’re- I’m awkward, you’re gorgeous. Wait what?”

“You look beautiful.” “Thank you, you look beautifuller!”

“If you swoon, let me know! I’ll catch you!”

“Your physique helps I’m sure!”

Sock sliding through a place you shouldn’t (A la Hans and Anna)

“Can I say something crazy? Will you marry me?” “Can I say something even crazier? Yes!”

“Oh, look at that. I’ve been impaled.”

“Catch! *jumps into arms* Thanks, that was like a crazy trust exercise!”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, feisty pants, just calm down!”

“You tell me when, I’m ready, I was born ready!” “Calm down, crazy.”

“Well that happened.”

“Do me a favor, grab my butt.”

“Does it look bad?” “… No” “You hesitated.”

“Because I love you ____, I insist you run!”

THEY’RE JUST A BIT OF A FIXER UPPER

“Let’s go kiss ____! Who is this ____?!”

“Don’t you see? I can’t.”

“Oh, ____ if only there was someone who loved you.”

“Some people are worth melting for.”

“I don’t even know what love is.” “That’s okay, I do.”

Person A dragging Person B around with a blindfold on, and running them into a pole.

“I could kiss you! I could, I mean I’d like to. I’d- May I? We me? May we? Wait what?”

The Good Dinosaur:

“You’re a papa.” “And you’re a momma.”

“Sometimes you gotta get through your fear to see the beauty on the other side.”

“I’m not like you.” “You’re me and more.”

“If you’re not scared, you aren’t alive.”

“You’re alive? I can’t believe it! It’s you!”

A Goofy Movie:

“What if the neighbors see us?”

“Well I was sorta, kinda thinking, that I’d love to.”

“I told you men are easy to deal with.”

“Getting there is half the fun.”

“Deal.” *Reaches out hand to shake on it, other person kisses you*

The Great Mouse Detective:

“You made this just for me?”

“I won’t be a part of this evil any longer!”

“I would spend many a sleepless nights if something unfortunate were to befall her/him/them.”

“There’s always a chance as long as one can think.”

“You have been hanging upside down too long.”

“You delightful little maniac.”

“I feel utterly ridiculous.” “Don’t be absurd you look perfect.”

“No one could have a higher opinion of you than I do, and I think you’re a slimy, contemptible sewer rat.”

Hercules:

“I’m a damsel, I’m in distress, I can handle it. Have a nice day”

“So did they give you a name with all of those rippling pectorals?”

“Memo to me: maim you after my meeting.”

“You’ve gotta admit, that was pretty heroic.”

“It’s alright, the sea of raging hormones has ebbed.”

“When I’m with you, I don’t feel so alone.”

“Sometimes it’s better to be alone, no one can hurt you.”

“At least out loud I won’t say I’m in love.”

“He would never do anything to hurt me.” “He’s a guy!”

Person A is Person B’s only weakness

“If you face him, you’ll die.” “There are worse things.”

“People do crazy things when they’re in love.”

“Are you always this articulate?”

“A true hero isn’t measured by the size of his strength, but by the strength of his heart.”

“A life without _____, even an immortal life, would be empty.”

Home on the Range:

“Yeah, they’re real. Quit staring!”

“You go before I start using words no proper person should ever use.”

“You know how I get about overly emotional displays.”

“You were sleep fighting again.”

“I’m old, but I’m not that old.”

“Don’t embarrass me in front of my partner.”

“Do you ride him/her/them on odd days or even?”

“Stay with me and you may begin to like the other side of the law.”

“You wanna get nuts? Let’s get nuts.”

The Hunchback of Notre Dame:

“As your friends and guardians, we insist you attend the festival.”

“Better to beg forgiveness than ask permission.”

“Look at that disgusting display.” “Yes, sir!”

“You speak of justice, yet you are cruel to those most in need of your help.”

“The only fool I see is you!”

“1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9- So there’s ten of you and one of me. What’s a poor girl to do?”

“What a woman!”

“You son of a-” “Careful, we’re in a church.”

“Are you always this charming or am I just lucky?”

“You fight almost as well as a man.” “Funny, I was gonna say the same thing about you.”

“What do they have against people who are different anyway?”

“I ask for love I can’t possess.”

“He/She’s gotta love a guy/girl like you.”

“You’re either the craziest person I’ve ever met, or the bravest.”

“Why is it when we meet I always end up bleeding?”

“You’re lucky, that arrow almost pierced your heart.” “I’m not sure it didn’t.”

“You’ve got a funny way of showing gratitude.”

“She’s got her knight in shining armor, and it’s not me.”

“What makes a monster, and what makes a man?”

The Incredibles:

“Girl, I don’t even wanna know about your mild mannered alter ego, or anything like that.”

“Sometimes I think I’d just like a simple life. You know, relax a little and start a family.”

Fighting crime literally right before your wedding.

“Shut up, you little insect!”

“It’s okay kids, we’re just having a discussion.” “A pretty loud discussion.”

“I never look back, darling, it distracts from the now.”

“NO CAPES!”

“You can’t count on anybody, especially your heroes.”

“Yes, mom/dad, I’m completely stupid.”

“We’re dead! We’re dead! We survived but we’re dead.”

“Get a grip or I will ground you for a month!”

“When the time comes, you’ll know what to do. It’s in your blood.”

“Next time you gamble, bet your own life.”

“Mom and Dad’s lives could be in danger, or worse, their marriage.”

“Let go of me! Let go, you lousy, lying, unfaithful creep!”

“Don’t touch my sister/brother!”

“You married _____ and got busy!”

“Greater good? I am your wife! I’m the greatest good you are ever gonna get!”

“I can’t lose you again!”

“I like movies, I’ll buy the popcorn.”

Inside Out:

“What did we do to deserve you?”

“When I’m through, the other people will look at their own outfits and barf.”

“You could get lost in there.” “Think positive!” “I’m positive you will get lost in there!”

“I’m too sad to walk, just give me a few hours.”

“I would die for ______.”

“I just wanted Person A to be happy.”

“Take her/him/them to the moon for me.”

“I miss home.”

The Jungle Book:

Lady and the Tramp:

Getting a literal puppy for Christmas!!! (Lady and the Tramp AU)

“Just for tonight.”

“I don’t imagine anything could take their place in our hearts.”

“Homewreckers! That’s what they are!” [Talking about babies]

“Hey, pidge, what are you doing on this side of the tracks?”

“Dogs don’t talk!” “He’s talking to me.” “Okay, he’s talking to you.”

“You’re too nice a girl to be in this place.”

“They’ve got their mothers eyes.” “But there’s a little bit of their father in them, too.”

Lilo and Stitch:

“Leave me alone to die.”

“Did you ever kill anyone?” “We’re getting off the subject.”

Practical Voodoo aka “My friends need to be punished.”

“People treat me different.” “They just don’t know what to say.”

“You rotten _____, your butt is crushing me!”

“I’m sorry I bit you, and pulled your hair, and punched your face.”

“This is your badness level. It’s unusual high for someone your size.”

“_____ is troubled. They need desserts!”

“She likes your butt and fancy hair. I know, I read her diary.” “She thinks it’s fancy?”

“Be careful of the little angel!”

“I can’t sleep with him loose in the house.” “You’re loose in the house all the time and I sleep just fine!”

“Ohana means family, and family means no one gets left behind or forgotten”

“Wanna listen to the king? You look like an Elvis fan.”

Hawaiian Rollercoaster Ride (AKA learning how to surf)

“I’ll remember you though. I remember everyone who leaves.”

“I owe you one.” “That’s okay, you can just date me and we’ll call it even.”

“You’re vile! You’re foul! You’re flawed!” “Also cute and fluffy!”

“This is my family, I found all on my own. It’s little and broken, but still good. Yeah, still good.”

The Lion King:

“What am I going to do with ___?” “They’d make a very handsome throw rug.”

“Before sunrise, he’s/she’s your son/daughter.”

“Forgive me for not leaping for joy. Bad back, you know.”

“Pinned ya!” “Pinned ya, again!”

“Danger? Ha! I laugh in the face of danger!”

“You’re not scared of anything.” “I was today. I was scared of losing you.”

“Cause no one messes with your mom/dad!”

“Oh, it’s just you. We were afraid it was someone important!”

“I’m surrounded by idiots.”

“Come on, you gotta get up. We gotta go home.”

“Look at him! He’s so cute and all alone! Can we keep him?”

“I don’t wanna talk about it.” “Good, we don’t wanna hear about it!”

“Lie down before you hurt yourself.”

“When the world turns it back on you, you turn your back on the world.”

“What else matters? You’re alive!”

“You said you’d always be there for me! You’re not, and it’s all because of me.”

“He/She/They lives in you.”

“Remember who you are.”

“Oh yes, the past can hurt. But the way I see it, you can either run from it, or learn from it.”

“The King/Queen has returned!”

“I finally got the sense knocked into me. And I’ve got the bump to prove it.”

The Little Mermaid:

Person A: “Salty sea hair, wind in your face, perfect day to be at sea.” Person B: *vomiting* “yes, perfect.”

“Shark! Shark! We’re gonna die!”

“You’ve got an aesthetically pleasing configuration of hair.”

“And now look at me, wasted away to practically nothing.”

“Teenagers. They think they know everything. You give them an inch, and they walk all over you.”

Person A saving Person B from a ship wreck, and then Person A can’t find Person B again (AKA The Little Mermaid AU)

“Oh, you really delight in these sadistic strains on my blood pressure don’t you?”

“She’s out there somewhere, I just haven’t found her yet.”

“Run away with you? This is all so sudden!”

“Daddy, I love him!”

“Just imagine. You and your prince, together forever.”

“Don’t underestimate the importance of body language!”

“I lost my voice and I’m trying to tell you that I love you” (AKA The Little Mermaid AU #2)

“This has got to be, without a doubt, the single most embarrassing day of my life.”

“You gotta bat your eyes like this, you gotta pucker your lips like this.”

“You are hopeless, child. You know that? Completely hopeless.”

Wearing any of Ariel’s clothing. (BECAUSE IT’S PRETTY THAT’S WHY)

*horrible singing* “Someone should find that animal and put it out of its misery”

“Yes, you want her. Look at her you know you do.”

“What a lovely little bride I’ll make, my dear I’ll look divine.”

“Have I ever been wrong? I mean when it’s important?”

“I lost her once, I’m not gonna lose her again.”

“You’ve got to get away from here.” “No, I won’t leave you.”

“Then I guess there’s just one problem left.” “What’s that?” “How much I’m going to miss ___”

Mary Poppins:

“I feel what’s to happen, all happened before.”

“Though we enjoy men individually, we can agree taht in a group they’re rather stupid.”

“Well it’s not exactly Buckingham Palace, still, it’s clean.”

“Practically perfect in every way.”

“In every job that must be done, there is an element of fun.”

“You never think of pressing your advance.”

“A lady needn’t fear when you are here.”

“Anything for you, _______, you’re our favorite person.”

“Faster, my beauty, faster.”

“Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious”

“People who get their feet wet must learn to take their medicine.”

“I say there’s nothing like a good joke.” “And that was nothing like a good joke.”

“First of all, I would like to make one thing quite clear, I never explain anything.”

Meet the Robinsons:

“That’s what happens when you have a science geek for a roommate.”

“Knock ‘em dead! That was a figure of speech, please don’t kill anyone.”

“Go show them how special you are!”

“I propose a toast to _____ and his/her failure. May it lead to success in the future.”

“It’s bee a long hard day of turmoil and dinosaur fights.”

“Yes, thank you, we’ve established that.”

“Let’s see, take responsibility for my life or blame you? Let’s see, blame you wins!”

“I hate to foil your evil plan and run, but, ta ta!”

“You just focused on the bad stuff, when all you had to do was let go of the past and keep moving forward.”

“I’m always right. Even when I’m wrong I’m right.”

Moana:

“____, that voice inside is who you are.”

“He/She couldn’t save ______, he/she’s hoping to save you.”

“Every turn I take, every trail I track, every path I take, every road leads back, to the place I know where I can not go. Where I long to be.”

“I can’t leave you.” “There is no place you can go that I won’t be with you.”

“I know it’s a lot, the hair, the bod.”

“I could watch that all day.”

“If you wear a dress, and have an animal sidekick, you are a princess.”

“That is literally the nicest thing you have ever said to me.”

“I’m not killing myself so you can prove you’re something you’re not.”

“The call isn’t out there at all, it’s inside me.”

“I will carry you here in my heart. You remind me that come what may, I know the way.”

“This is not who you are. You know who you are.”

“It suits you.”

Monsters Inc.:

“Hey genius, wanna know why I bought the car?” “Not really.” “To drive it.” “Come on, you could use the exercise.”

“I’m so romantic, some times I think I should just marry myself.”

“I’m watching you, ______, always watching!”

“It’s my professional opinion that now is the time to panic!”

“Actually, uh, that’s my cousin’s sister’s daughter.”

“Put that thing back where it came from or so help me-”

“First of all it’s cretin, if you’re gonna threaten me do it correctly.”

Calling each other ‘googlie bear’ and schmootsie-poo’

Monsters University:

“Woo-hoo the hot coco train is coming through! Next stop, you!”

Sleep talking: “I know you’re a princess and I’m just a stable boy-”

“I can’t go back to jail!”

“I know how you feel.” “Don’t do that! Please don’t do that! You do not know how I feel!”

Mulan:

“Bring my family honor and glory.”

“This is your chance to prove yourself.”

“I will never pass for a perfect bride/groom.”

“If I were truly to be myself, I would break my family’s heart.”

“Do I look like a sucker to you? What do you mean a loser?!”

“We have to work on your people skills.”

“Rise and shine, sleeping beauty!”

“My little baby, off to destroy people.”

“Why was I a fool in school for cutting gym?”

“I never want to see a naked man again.”

“A girl/boy/person worth fighting for.”

“You can guess what we have missed the most, since we went off to war!”

“Stand aside, that creature is not worth protecting!”

“She’s a woman, she’ll never be worth anything!” “You pompous-”

“You don’t meet a girl like that every dynasty.”

“Would you like to stay for dinner?” “Would you like to stay forever?”

The Nightmare Before Christmas:

“Great _______, everyone.” “Yes, it was absolutely horrible.”

“You’re a witch’s fondest dream!”

“Something’s up with ____. Don’t know if we’ll ever get him/her/them back.”

“This year, Christmas will be OURS!”

“The job I have for you is top secret. It requires craft, cunning, mischief.” “And I though you didn’t like me.”

“And leave that no good (Person A) out of it!”

“You don’t look like yourself. Not at all.”

“Well, well, well, what have we here?”

“Oh, brother, you’re something! You put me in a spin!”

“I’m ______ and you ain’t going nowhere.”

“There’s something in the wind that feels like tragedy’s at hand.”

“And does he notice my feelings for him? And will he see how much he means to me? I think it’s not to be.”

“And will we ever end up together? No I think not. It’s never to become for I am not the one.”

“Are you a gambling man? Let’s play!”

“I’d listen to her! She’s the only one who makes sense around this insane asylum!”

“We’re simply meant to be.”

Oliver & Company:

One Hundred and One Dalmatians:

“Our dogs just ran after each other and now we’re tangled together and wow you have nice eyes and shoot now we’re in a river” (AKA the cutest story ever)

“How are you?” “Miserable as usual. Perfectly wretched.”

“Oh, _____, you are an idiot!” (With love)

“She/He’s even greater than dad/mom!” “No one’s better than dad/mom.”

“I’m so hungry I could eat a whole elephant.”

“They say the old place is haunted or bewitched.”

“We’ll have a dalmatian plantation”

Peter Pan:

“Poor ______!” “Poor ______?!?”

“And sooner or later, people have to grow up.”

“But I don’t want to grow up!”

“Girls talk too much!”

“Second star to the right and straight on till morning.”

“When there’s a smile in your heart, there’s no better time to start.”

“Shooting a man in the middle of his cadenza. Not in good form!”

“You’re banished forever!” “Oh please not forever!” “Fine, then a week.”

“You dare to come near me again-”

“We were only trying to drown her.”

“This ain’t no place for a respectable pirate.”

“A jealous female can be tricked into anything.”

“Your mother and mine.”

“I wanna see my mother/father.”

“Don’t you understand you mean more to me than anything in this whole world.”

“I have the strangest feeling I’ve seen that ship before.”

Pinocchio:

“When you wish upon a star your dreams come true.”

“Always let your conscience be your guide.”

“I’ve got no strings to pull me down.”

“What does an actor need with a conscience anyway?”

“It will take a miracle to get us out of here.”

“A vacation on pleasure island.”

“Being bad’s a lot of fun, ain’t it?”

“What does he think I look like, a jackass?”

“Why are you crying?” “Because you’re dead.” “No I’m not.”

Pocahontas:

“I’m not about to let you boys have all the fun.”

“Man overboard!” *Falls into the ocean* “Hang on, ______, I got you.”

“I’ve seen hundreds of new worlds, what could possibly be different about this one?”

“Seeing you gives me great joy.”

“But he/she’s so … serious.”

“Should I choose the smoothest course? Should I marry _____? Is all my dreaming at an end?”

“What is my path? How am I ever going to find it?”

“He/She has a good soul, and handsome, too!” “Oh I like her/him.”

“I shouldn’t be seeing him/her again. I mean I want to see him/her again.” “Who wouldn’t? I want to see him/her again.”

“I could have killed you.” “Not like that you won’t, keep both eyes open.”

“I lied for you once, don’t ask me to do it again.”

“_______, please, you’re my best friend, I don’t want you to get hurt.”

“You killed him/her.”

“I’ve gotten out of worse scrapes than this. Can’t think of any right now, but-”

“It would have been better if we never met. None of this would have happened.“ ”_____, look at me. I’d rather die tomorrow than live a hundred years never knowing you.”

“I can’t leave you.” “You never will. No mater what happens to me, you’ll always be with me. Forever.”

“Please don’t let it be too late.”

POOH

The Princess and the Frog:

“We’re all going out dancing tonight. Care to join us?”

“Well keep ‘em coming until I pass out.”

“The quickest way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.”

“There’s been trials and tribulations, you know I’ve had my share.”

“I’ve been looking for you everywhere!” “What a coincidence, I have been avoiding you everywhere!”

“For someone who cannot see their feet, you’re very light on them.”

“You do have a soul, don’t you, _______?”

“When a woman says later, she really means not ever.”

“There are plenty of young ladies waiting for you to waltz them into a stupor.”

“Aren’t you just as pretty as a magnolia in May.”

“I reckon you want a kiss?” “Kissing would be nice, yes.”

“You know, if you’re going to let everything bother you, it’s going to be a very long night!”

“Do not kiss her/him.”

“Life is short, when you’re done you’re done. We’re on this earth to have some fun.”

“We’re going to have ourselves a Mardi Gras wedding!”

“Ooh, girl, I guess you and your boyfriend got a little carried away!”

“I’ve never danced.” (AKA I’ll teach you how to dance.)

“I will do whatever it takes to make your dreams come true, because I love you.”

“You minced.” “I did!”

“I admit it was a charmed life until the day my parents cut me off. And suddenly I realized, I don’t know how to do anything.”

“I have been with thousands of women…. No. Like two, three, just other women.”

“My dream wouldn’t be complete without you in it.”

“You just kissed yourself a princess!” “And, I’m about to do it again!”

Ratatouille:

The Rescuers:

“Rescue me.”

“I just can’t believe that _______ would run away.”

“Someone’s waiting for you.”

“I can go by myself, thank you!”

“He/She’s utterly mad!”

“_______ comes with me. I’m quite attached to him/her.”

Robin Hood:

“Oh she/he’s so handsome, just like her/his reward posters.”

“I’m scared of ___, he’s cranky.”

“An outlaw for an in-law.”

“Hey remember me, we were kids together. Will you marry me?”

“Be gone, long one!”

“My dear emotional lady why should I?” “Because I love him.”

“_____, my darling, I love you more than life itself.”

Sleeping Beauty:

“We’ve met before” “We have?” “Yes, once upon a dream.”

Person A waking person B from a sleep/coma/etc by kissing them

“She’s in love.” “Oh no this is terrible.”

“It looks awful.” “That’s because it’s on you dear.”

“They say if you dream a thing more than once, it’s sure to come true.”

“Why doesn’t your daughter like my son?!”

“You think you could defeat me? Me?! The mistress of all evil!”

“I just love happy endings!”

Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs:

“Magic mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?”

“One love that has possessed me.”

“Just whistle while you work.”

“She/he’s beautiful! Just like an angel.”

“Someday my prince/princess will come.”

“We’ll be happy forever, I know.”

“You’ll sleep in my bed.”

“Why, ____, you do care!”

“Yes. One bite and all your dreams will come true.” (AKA the poison apple au)

The Sword in the Stone:

“No one could decide who was rightful heir to the throne.”

“Everybody’s got problems. The world is full of problems.”

“Just because you can’t understand something, doesn’t mean it’s wrong.”

“Out smart the big brute!”

“You see I’m an ugly, horrible, grouchy old man!”

“That love business is a powerful thing.”

“They might even make a motion picture about you.”

Tangled:

“This is the story of how I died …”

“Flower gleam and glow . . .” (AKA magic hair AU)

“That’s the funny thing about birthdays, they’re kind of an annual thing.”

“I can’t believe that after all we’ve been through you can’t trust me.”

“I know why you’re here and I’m not afraid of you.”

“I know not who you are, or how I came to find you, but can I just say, hi!”

“I have made the decision to trust you.” “A horrible decision really.”

“Here comes the smolder.”

“I can’t believe I did this! I can’t believe I did this.”

“Best day ever!”

“Give me back my guy!”

“Who’s that?” “They don’t like me.” “Who’s that?” “They don’t like me either.” “Who’s that?” “Let’s just assume that everyone here doesn’t like me.”

“A fake reputation is all a man has.”

“I think he/she likes me.”

“If he’s such a dreamboat, put him to the test.”

“Are you tired from chasing the bad man all day?”

“All at once, everything looks different, know that I see you.”

“Where will you go? He/She/They won’t be there for you.”

“Frying pans! Who knew, right?”

“If you let me save him/her/them, I will go with you.”

“I can’t let you do this.” “I can’t let you die.”

“You were my new dream.”

“Make the clock reverse, bring back what once was mine.”

“Did I ever tell you I’ve got a thing for (hair color)s?”

“After years and years of asking and asking, I finally said yes.” “Okay, I asked her.”

Tarzan:

“You’ll be in my heart always. Always.”

“Are you sure this water is sanitary? It looks questionable to me.”

“He’s alive! He’s alive- You idiot! You nearly gave me a heart attack!”

*About to scare person A* “Don’t even think about it.”

“It’s all fun and games until someone loses an eye.”

“Person A has to stay with Person B. Person A, stay.”

“No matter where I go, you will always be my _____.”

“I’ve had it with you and your emotional constipation!”

“You came back?” “I came home.”

*Jumping off a boat and then running into the arms of the other person to tackle them in the water*

Toy Story:

“You’ve got a friend in me.”

“Howdy, little lady.”

“Go on without me. Just go!”

“There seems to be no sign of intelligent life anywhere.”

“The word I’m searching for I can’t say because there are preschool toys around.”

“That wasn’t flying, that was falling with style.”

“This is the perfect time to panic!”

“To infinity, and beyond!”

“There’s gotta be a less painful way to get my attention.”

Toy Story 2:

“I’m sorry, but toys don’t last forever.”

“Aww, _____, you’re worth more than that.”

“Why don’t you watch where you’re going, God-spilla.”

“It’s you! It’s you! It is you!” “Please stop saying that.”

“Why the prodigal son has returned.”

“This is for _____ when you find them.” *kisses cheek* “Alright, but I don’t think it will mean the same coming from me.”

“Don’t think just because you’re a girl that I’ll go easy on  you!”

“When he/she loved me …”

“None of them will ever love you the way I do.”

“Hey! No one does that to my friend!”

Toy Story 3:

“Reach for the sky!”

“He/She held me, they actually held me!”

“It’s the perfect time to be hysterical!”

“First thing you’ve gotta know about me, I’m a hugger.”

“I’m sorry, _______, they broke me.”

“You would not believe what I have been through tonight.”

“I wish I could always be with you.” “You will be.”

“So long, partner.”

Treasure Planet:

“They’re so adorable at that age.” “Ah yes, deplorable - ahem adorable.”

“You know what they say, familiarity breeds contempt, uh well but in this case-”

*After showering compliments* “Oh shut up, you know I don’t mean a word of it.”

“You give up a few things chasing a dream.”

“That’s more fun than I ever want to have again.”

“You have wonderful eyes.” “She/he’s lost their mind!”

“You want the map? You’re taking me too.”

“I’m not leaving my _______, um, unless they look at me like that.”

“Just wait until your mother/father hears about this! Although we may play down the life threatening part.”

“Hey, you actually hugged me back.”

Up:

“Adventure is out there.”

“You don’t talk very much, I like you.”

“Cross your heart.”

“That one looks like a dog. Ah! It is a dog!”

“I have just met you and I love you.”

“I would be happy if you’d stop.”

“These people are no longer intruders, they are guests.”

“It might sound boring, but I think the boring stuff is the stuff I remember the most.”

“I don’t want your help, I want you safe.”

“Sorry about your house.”

Wall-e:

*Kissing each other and getting literal sparks*

“Define dancing.”

“I didn’t know we had a pool!”

“You just need someone to look after you.”

“I can’t just sit here and do nothing!”

“I don’t want to survive! I want to live!”

Only referring to each other by your first name, up until the point where you can’t hold it in anymore, and you confess your love. (AKA Wall-e AU)

Wreck it Ralph:

“You’re bad guy, but this doesn’t mean you’re a bad guy.”

“Thanks, Satan.”

“I am bad, and that’s good, I will never be good and that’s not bad. There’s no one I’d rather be than me.”

“Anything to declare?” “I hate you.” “I get that a lot.”

“It’s make your mamas proud time!”

“Flattery don’t charge these batteries.”

“Hey, why are your hands so freakishly big?”

“Enjoy your little tantrum, diaper-baby?”

“Are they in there?” “No, lucky for them, or I would have slapped their corpse.”

“You’re a full on criminal, aren’t you?”

“Come on, a work of art like this must be signed.”

“And I bundle myself up like a little old homeless lady.”

“You are one dynamite gal.”

“You wouldn’t hit a guy with glasses! You hit a guy … with glasses.”

“I’m already happy, I’ve got the coolest friend in the world.”

Zootopia:

“Blood! Blood! Blood! And… death!”

“You ever know how we got to be so darn happy?” “No.” “Well we gave up on our dreams and settled. Right, hun?” “That’s right. We settled hard.”

“It’s great to have dreams as long as you don’t believe in them too much.”

“He was right about one thing: I don’t know when to quit.”

“The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.” “And also bears.”

“When is there not a need for a taser?”

“I’m your new neighbor.” “Yeah well we’re loud. Don’t expect us to apologize about it.”

“Tomorrow’s another day!” “Yeah, but it might be worse.”

“Uncool, _____, my tax dollars pay your salary!”

“Life isn’t some cartoon musical where you sing a little song and your insipid dreams magically come true.”

“It’s called a hustle, sweetheart.”

“Does seeing me fail somehow make you feel better about your own sad, miserable life?” “It does. 100%.”

“Never let them see that they get to you.“

“I was small and emotionally unbalanced like you once.”

“If the world’s only gonna see me as shifty and untrustworthy, there’s no point in trying to be anything else.”

“You know, I think you’d actually make a very good cop.” “Ugh, how dare you.”

“I’d just like to say I’m sorry for how I behaved in my youth. I had a lot of self doubt that manifested itself in the form of unchecked rage and aggression. I was a major jerk.”

“Alright get in here. You _____s are so emotional.”

“They offered me what I could refuse! …….Money!”

“They’re the opposite of friendly…… they’re unfriendly.”

“I implore you: try. Try to make the world a better place.”

“You know you love me.” “Do I know that? Yes. Yes I do.”