#it's like. when they did that enchanted movie and only the first little bit was animated

[cesium-sheep]

I think the whole "oh we cannot show anyone singing or dancing or call it a musical we must simply call it a ~bold new twist~" irritates me for several different reasons, even if it seems to be working out financially. 1 it's deceptive. I just generally hate deception. and bullshit gotcha twists. 2 musicals are not bold and new and you sound like a fool. 3 I fucking like musicals but I don't really like regular movies anymore and if there is no way to know something is a musical I'm not gonna watch it? which, 1 and 3 in combination especially kinda makes it feel like they don't actually want me to watch it? which like they're finally making their money back so they don't care, but it doesn't exactly feel great for me. like being a musical is some weird dirty secret.

[spiderb00bs]

- Faith In Me

Anora x (g!p) reader 

“You thought you and Anora were living an impossible romance, but someone always has to get in the way of the fairy tale.” 

Genre – Smut      Warnings –  unprotected sex, mutual masturbation 

(request) 

Now playing –  Again, by Noah Cyrus, XXXTENTATION

Working in a law firm was like a dream at first, having your own money and being able to work all day in front of a computer seemed incredible. You saw that things didn't work out like that later on, you certainly weren't complaining about the good life your job gave you, but every now and then tiredness always took over. Fortunately, you always had friends to share your happiness, frustrations and achievements with.   

Ted was your closest friend at work, you always went out together for lunch and drinks after work, he was what you would call a good friend. He was always there when you needed him and always helped you with your work, and even though he was a bit too free-spirited, you could never say no to an adventure with him.   

“A strip club? Dude, are you serious?" you hurried through the building, late for an important meeting with your clients.   

“Bro, trust me! You need to relax a bit and this is definitely the right place.” He said, Ted was on your tail, talking about how you should have some fun after work.   

“I don't know.” Passing your coworker's desk, you greeted her with a smile, which made the woman blush and reciprocate with a 'good morning'.   

“Come on, Yn. When was the last time you really had fun?” Opening your mouth to answer, you were immediately cut off by Ted again. “No, building legos while watching all the Spiderman movies is not fun.”  

Rushing forward, Ted stopped in front of you, putting his hands on your shoulders, making you stop walking. “I'm talking about real fun, when was the last time you had sex?”   

 “That's none of your business!” You say, pushing Ted aside and putting your hand on the door handle where the meeting was probably already taking place.   

“Come on Yn...”  

Sighing, you let your tense shoulders relax, looking over your shoulder at the blond man with the brown eyes. “You're an idiot.”   

“You won't regret it!” It was the last thing you heard before closing the door in his face and facing your meeting.   

The bright lights made your eyes hurt a little, but Ted's excited jumping next to you distracted you from the slight pain. The club was very well decorated, there were half-naked girls walking up and down and the space itself was very cool.   

Despite the countless girls laughing and chatting around, the only thing that caught your attention was the bar, making your throat dry up almost instantly. Leaning on the counter, you asked the barman for a beer, unbuttoning the top two buttons of your shirt before looking around once more.   

“Oh my God! This is all so cool!” Ted said excitedly, watching the girls walk past, winking at them and looking as excited as anyone else there. “Do you see how many beautiful women there are here? Man, this is awesome!”   

Shaking your head, you took a sip of your beer, nodding in agreement as you let the cold liquid run down your throat. “It's a pretty place”  

“ Pretty? The women are pretty, the place is at least okay.” Ted said, coming up to you and asking the barman for a shot.   

Taking the beer from your lips and placing it on the counter, Ted put his hands on your cheeks, slapping you twice and making you jump in your seat.   

“What the fuck? Are you crazy?”   

“Listen here! You're going to have fun, pick up a girl and have a private dance. Do you hear me?”   

“Did someone say they want a dance?”   

Hearing the voice, your head turned, Ted following the movement, only to see a beautiful brunette standing next to you. The woman had skin so white it looked like porcelain, her eyes were enchanting, and she was blowing smoke out of her lips, which were showing one of the most beautiful smiles you'd ever seen.   

Tapping you on the chest, Ted smiled at you, then left for another part of the club, while you stood there uncomfortably next to the most beautiful stranger in the world.   

Laughing slightly, the woman approached you, taking the seat that the blonde had previously occupied. “So, cutie, what's your name?” The woman asked.   

“Yn.”   

“Okay, Yn. I'm Ani.” She said, moving closer to you, coming face to face with a look that could melt you to pieces. “Do you really want a dance, or did your friend make you come here?”   

Raising her hand, Ani began lazily fiddling with your hair, combing it back with her fingers. Her big nails made you want to moan with satisfaction.  

“It's my first time here...” Her head tilted to the right, just waiting for you to continue, but the look in her eyes made you want to drop to your knees. “I just came for a drink, but...”   

Smiling at you, Ani moved a little closer, taking your hand in hers without taking her eyes off yours. “Now you kind of want a dance, don't you?”   

Her hips seemed to have a life of their own, swaying majestically on top of you. You wanted to grab Ani's hips, to take control just to feel powerful, but you couldn't deny that you also loved the way she looked when she was on top of you.   

“Are you enjoying that, pretty girl?” Her smile made your heart skip beats, and that felt strangely good.   

Your dick was starting to come alive in your pants, and as much as you didn't want it to, it was kind of inevitable. With so much work, you didn't have time to build up any romantic attachments, and it was never really your thing to go to bed with someone you'd only just met. So put that together with the fact that Ani's hips were the eighth wonder of the world, and it was inevitable that your little friend wouldn't show any signs of life.   

Rubbing herself harder against you, Ani put her hands on your neck, biting her lower lip as she looked into your face. “You come with a nice little surprise, don't you?”   

Shaking your head, you gripped the armchair you were sitting on tighter, your knuckles turning white with the force you applied. “Is that a problem for you?” Ani could sense the slight tone of desperation in your voice  

Reassuring you as quickly as possible, the brunette shook her head with a smile. “I think you're going to make me fall in love.”   

Before you knew it, Ani's lips were glued to yours, the kiss was a little messy, but you could clearly feel her soft lips, the taste of strawberries and alcohol on her tongue made you feel dizzy. Inevitably, your hands ended up on her hips, as you had wanted from the start.   

“Can we do this?” You asked between kisses. You had never known that you could kiss girls who worked in clubs, even if you were paying for a dance.   

“Not technically...” Ani said, looking at you with those mesmerizing eyes before giving you a smile. “But I liked you...” stroking your hair and moving her hips slowly over your bulge, Ani continued: ”Did you like me too?”   

Shaking your head positively, you grabbed her ass, pulling Ani back into a thirsty kiss. 

Things went well, hell, things were going very well. You went back to HQ a few times, just to see Ani. You ended up getting her number weeks later, which only brought you closer and closer together. Now you were going out together on Ani's days off, having dinner in nice restaurants - which Ani was sure she would never go to alone - and walking down the street holding hands like teenagers in love, dropping her off at home after her shift at the club and making phone calls to talk about the smallest things on your minds, you even found out that Ani's real name is Anora.   

 -- 

“So I'd rather people didn't call me by my name.” Ani finishes explaining, sitting on your lap in one of the club's private dance booths.  

By this point, you weren't even interested in the dances anymore, just paying to hear Ani speak. You loved the way she rambled on about everything while playing with your hair or comparing the size of your hands. It was all very comfortable and you both loved it.   

“But you tell everyone your name is Ani...” Seeing your confused countenance, Ani tilts her head to the right, a sarcastic look passes through her eyes before the brunette starts laughing, making you laugh along, even if confused.   

“I thought lawyers were smarter.” Ani says, leaning in and leaving a kiss on your lips, hearing you let out a small “ HEY!” at what she said. “My name is Anora.”  

“Anora.”   

You tested the name on your lips, savoring the sensation of discovering more about the woman on top of you. Ani never really liked people who weren't her family calling her by her real name, but something about the way you said it, the tone of your voice when you said her name, made her shiver. Maybe she didn't hate it when you called her by her real name, at least not the way she does when others call her.   

-- 

The important thing is that things were going well, and after a hectic day at work, you couldn't wait to see Ani again.   

When you arrived at the club, things seemed different, the lights seemed less bright and something seemed wrong, even if you had no idea what. It was only when you got deeper into the place that you saw, now you knew why things were grayer, the world was preparing you for this.   

You didn't know who the boy was, but you certainly wanted to break his face. In the middle of everyone, Ani's lips were on his, his hands on her hips, aggressively pulling her close, a stark contrast to how you put your hands there. Ani's hands were on his neck, and it honestly felt very different from anything you'd ever experienced.   

It was aggressive, fast, amateurish, without passion, without love.   

Turning around, you started walking towards the exit. Was it all a lie? Did Ani do this with anyone, just for the money? You didn't want to think like that, you didn't know Ani like that, Ani was never like that, Anora wasn't like that.   

“Where are you going in such a hurry, sweetie?” Making you stop your hurried steps, the woman in front of you put her hand on your chest, making you jump back slightly.   

You knew her name was Diamond, you'd heard Ani complain about her being a pain in the ass once or twice.  

“Just because Ani's busy doesn't mean you can't have fun with someone else, someone better than her...” Approaching you, Diamond grabbed your hands, making you hold onto her waist while she put her hands on your neck.   

Nodding your head, you broke away from the woman, not having the patience or sanity for this shit right now. Leaving the woman behind, you left the club. You thought things would be different, but it was business as usual, just you putting expectations on impossible things. 

Hey, I didn't see u this week  are you okay? 

I have a day off, wanna hang? 

I saw Ted today   he pretty much ran away when he saw me   What's going on w u? 

It's okay if you're busy but why are you ignoring me???

Anora stared at the phone screen, wondering why you hadn't replied, even after so many months.  

Things weren't going well for Ani, after a month, she stopped messaging you, seeing that you didn't reply, she focused on something else, or rather, someone else.   

Vanya seemed like a dream at first, he was charming, funny, had a lot of money, and Ani ended up getting carried away. She didn't fully understand why she did it, she thought that maybe, if you had replied to her messages, she wouldn't have taken things seriously with that Russian boy. She wouldn't have allowed herself to like him, she wouldn't have allowed herself to marry him, fuck, she wouldn't have allowed him to make her life a living hell.   

Ani didn't know where you were, when she went back to work at the club, she thought she'd see you occasionally, but things weren't like that. She never heard from you again, she didn't know where you lived or where you worked, she only knew that you were a lawyer, but that was it. She always looked at the photos she had on her phone when she was down, the photos she took when the two of you went on dates, or a photo of you standing in front of her house after dropping her off, or simply a photo of your hand holding hers as the two of you walked down the sidewalk.   

Anora always loved how you never tried to hide her from anyone, how you were always proud to walk with her by your side and take her to fancy places even if those mean people judged her for the clothes she wore. Anora loved that, Anora loves you, and the thought of how quickly things ended, without her even being able to tell you, makes her chest ache.   

“Get over it.” Diamond's annoying voice rang in Ani's ears, giving the woman sitting in the rest room a fright.   

“Jezz! Get a bell, don't you ever let people know when you're coming?” Ani says, the annoyed look on her face not making Diamond move an inch.   

“You know, you should get over her. One failed marriage at a time, right?!”   

Rising from her chair, Ani advanced on Diamond, frustrated enough that any comment would be enough to set her off. “Repeat what you said, you slut, I dare you!”  

The surrounding girls watched without getting involved, they certainly didn't want to be among Ani and Diamond's bloody war.   

“I'm just saying that you've already lost her. She even tried something better than you while you were gone.”  

Ani's eyes filled with fury, anger bubbling up inside her body. How could you? You had sex with Diamond? Did you just look for another woman to replace her as soon as she left?   

Stomping her feet, Ani hurried towards the exit, unable to spend another minute in Diamond's presence without punching her. Passing all those disgusting, stupified men, Ani bumped her body hard into someone's. When she looked up, she could see that someone was there. When she looked up, she could see the stupid blond hair she knew well. Ted.  

In one swift movement, Ani pushed the tall man hard into the nearest wall, trapping the blond boy, who was now slightly wide-eyed. “Where does Yn work?”   

“I can't-”   

Cutting him off, Ani resorted to violence. Ted's body froze completely as he felt Ani's knee collide with his lower body, and he fell to his knees and groaned in pain against the corner of the club wall.  

“WHERE DOES SHE WORK?”   

“Upper West Side!” The poor man said, holding back the tears in his eyes.   

“Is she still there?” Ani asked, even though she knew it was seven in the evening, the brunette also knew you were a workaholic, so she tested the waters.   

“Yeah, she's staying late tonight, dammit!”  

Grabbing a napkin from the drinks counter, Ani asked the bartender for a pen, throwing the objects at Ted. “Write down the address. And you'll pay for my Uber.”  

After almost an hour in the car, Anora finally arrived at the building where you work, not interested in the stares she would receive for only wearing a very short dress and pretty heels. She entered the building without looking back, the reception quiet, probably because of the time of day.   

Approaching in strides, Ani leaned on the counter cheekily. “I want to speak to Yn Russel.”   

The receptionist looked her up and down, judging the inappropriate dress, the bright make-up, the exaggeratedly high heels and the points of light in Ani's hair. Unfazed, Ani looked at her expectantly, as if wondering if she had heard what she had said.   

“You know what, forget it. I'll find her myself!”   

Heading for the elevator, Ani heard the receptionist's protests, saying something about not being allowed in without permission. Anora didn't care, she wanted to see Yn and she wanted to see her now!  

As soon as the elevator doors opened, Ani clashed head-on with a tall woman. The woman she was looking for. 

"Anora?" you asked, surprised to see the woman after so long.  

"YOU STUPID BITCH!" Without giving you time to protect yourself, Anora began to slap you, making you walk backwards until you touched the wall of the elevator.  

You tried to cover yourself, using your document folder as a shield, but the slaps from the shorter woman seemed to hit all the right spots.  

"STOP IT! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Dropping the bag on the floor, you tried to dodge Anora, finally managing to hold her wrists in place and immobilize the woman. 

 "YOU FUCKED DIAMOND!" Trying to free herself from your grip, Anora kicked and writhed.  

By this time, the secretary was just standing outside the elevator, looking at the scene with a shocked expression and making sure the automatic doors wouldn't close.  

"What?" You asked softly, while Anora was still struggling in your plight. Losing your temper, you wanted to understand what was really happening, and that wasn't going to happen if Ani continued with her small attack.  

"ANORA!" 

 When you screamed, Ani shuddered, stopping moving immediately, staring at you panting and angry. "We need to talk." 

The car was extremely quiet, at that moment, it was as if only you and Ani existed in the world, the empty parking lot you parked not doing much to change your thinking. It was almost ten o'clock at night, the place was half dark, but nothing compared to the darkness that was Anora by your side, the question mark, the doubt of the century.    "So..." With a sigh, you started not being able to say anything else when Ani took the lead.    "Why did you disappear?" Anora had her head down, as if the floor of your car was the most interesting thing in the world.    "I was busy-" 

"Cut that off, Yn. Too busy to answer a message? I sent you all the messages possible, and you didn't answer any!" Anora spoke, turning her head and body towards you, she had unbuckled her belt a while ago, and you couldn't lie in saying that you weren't scared that she would slap you again.    "I thought you were too busy with the white boy to miss me." You said. The bitterness in your voice made Anora want to step back a bit.    "Wait a minute... Vanya, are you talking about him?" Anora asked, her brows furrowed in confusion and disgust that she was remembering that idiot.    With no response, Ani could see the jealousy showing through her face, making her laugh and lean back in the passenger seat. "Oh my god, you were jealous of Vanya." 

Despite all the mess Ani managed to get into in the last few months, knowing that you were jealous of her was a huge relief, as it meant that she was not alone, you also felt something for her, something beyond the carnal.    "I'm not jealous!" You said, crossing your arms like a spoiled child who hadn't gotten the candy she wanted.    "You know the funniest thing, I didn't really like Vanya, and if you had answered my messages and not been an idiot, I wouldn't have had anything to do with him." Looking in the direction of the window, Ani wiped the tears that threatened to fall from her eyes.    "What happened? You know, between you both..." 

"I married him, and then I separated in less than a month." Her tone made you worried, the sarcastic giggle, the denial with your head, the disgust in her voice, everything made you feel bad. "I had the worst months of my life and I regretted every second of that shit." Turning her head to you, Ani let you see her sensitive side, the tears that stained her eyes.    "Nora..."    "It's not your fault. I was just desperate to get out of where I was, I ended up rushing in."    Placing your hands on Ani's cheeks, you wiped away her tears, kissing her salty cheeks right after. "No, I have a little guilt too. I should have told you how I felt from the beginning." You said, leaning your forehead against hers. 

"I love you, Anora. From the day I saw you, I felt better with you, a better version of myself." Anora's eyes were glued to yours, occasionally stealing glances to your mouth. "I don't want to lose you ever again."    As soon as you finished the sentence, Anora's lips glued to yours, a calm and tender kiss, sharing the unspoken feelings and the time they were apart. Your hands went to Anora's waist, like in the old days, the brunette's hands reaching for your hair, that feeling of love and lightness that she never felt with Vanya.    In a clumsy movement, Ani quickly sat on your lap. With agility, you pulled your seat back, more space freed up for Ani to be comfortable. The woman's hands going against your pants, unbuttoning the button and opening the zipper, and then, BOOM! 

"Wait!" Looking at her expectantly, you waited for what she was going to say, only for her to grab your cock through the fabric of your boxer shorts. "Did you have sex with Diamond?"    Opening your mouth, you couldn't say a word if you want, the squeeze Ani had on your cock was making you lose your breath, and Ani saw your face turn red before her eyes.    "Nora, this is hurting..." You spoke in a thread of voice, just making the woman squeeze your private area harder. "NO! I SWEAR I DIDN'T HAVE SEX WITH HER."    "Then why did she say yes?" 

"SHE TRIED, THE DAY I SAW YOU AND VANYA KISSING, BUT I PUSHED HER AWAY. I SWEAR!"    Seeing the sincerity and desperation in your eyes, Ani let go of your cock, making you gasp in pain and relax your shoulders on the leather bench. Coming close to your ear just to let her warm breath tease you. "I believe in you, but don't go near her again."    Shaking her head positively, you saw Anora smile contentedly, only to kiss your cheek and grab your cock again, gently this time. "Let me take care of you, baby girl." 

Freeing your cock from the fabrics that bound it, Ani spat on her hand, before quickly grabbing your cock again. Spreading her saliva well, she started masturbating you with slow movements, making your friend start to get excited again.    "Damn Nora, I missed you so much." You say, putting your hand under her dress, putting her panties aside in one quick motion and starting to make slow movements on her clit.    The moans you two let out echoed through the car, the heavy breathing of both of you fogging up the car windows, making it difficult for anyone to see what was happening inside, but not stopping them from imagining. Luckily, you knew that there would rarely be anyone around this time, and even if it was dangerous, you couldn't think much of it with Anora on top of you.    "Baby, I want you inside me." Anora said, starting to settle on your lap. 

Your hands were on her hips, helping her find a position where she was comfortable. When Anora finally grabbed your cock, she lined up the tip with her pussy, impaling herself more and more with your length. Your moans echoed together, and the brunette kissed your lips to feel even more intimate with you.    "Fuck baby, you're so hot when you take my cock like that." You say, making Anora wrap her arms around your neck, throwing her hair to the left side and starting to bounce on your cock.    The contact was perfect, skin to skin, the souls of the two of you connected, it was everything you two ever wanted. Anora's moans echoed through the car, the movements of her hips doing wonders for you, as your cock reached all the right places inside her. 

Kissing you, Ani felt your big hands grab her ass, lifting it a little before starting to hit her relentlessly. Anora's eyes rolled, and her nails slid with a pleasurable pain down your back.    "FUCK, BABY!" Anora screamed, piercing her nails on your back while you continued, practically, piercing her uterus. "I'M GONNA CUM."    Going faster, you held Ani closer. Your body was sweaty, and you could feel your balls weighing down as you buried yourself deeper and deeper into the brunette, and then in one swift motion, you felt Ani's pussy tighten your entire length, making you slow down but continue with the deep thrusts.    "Fuck baby, you're so beautiful." You said, brushing Anora's hair from her face and kissing her cheeks as she trembled on top of you, having the strongest orgasm she's ever had in her life. "Oh, I'm gonna cum too."

Unable to speak, Anora shook her head in confirmation, moaning when she felt you lift off you with the strength of your biceps, making your cock come out of her. Putting Ani back in your lap, you grabbed your cock, masturbating until your cum stained Ani's abs.    "Fuck..." You moaned as you tried to extract every last drop of cum possible.    Yah, fuck. I really love you." Anora said, grabbing your cheek and kissing your lips passionately. 

"I love you too, Nora." 

Hi guys, what's up?

man, I'm SO tired, seriously, college is killing me. 

Luckily I don't have classes this week, so I'm here writing to you. 

Drink water, stay safe 

xoxo, spider.

[covenofagatha]

If you are able to. Could you please write an AgathaxReader where reader is very inscure about herself. Specifically the size of her breasts and Agatha shows reader just how much she appreciates every part of even the parts reader doesn't like. Maybe some soft smut.

(I don't see a lot about this.) But as always, only write this if you are comfortable with it.

💜🖤

Hope you enjoy!

What makes you beautiful

When you're feeling a little self-conscious about your body, Agatha takes it upon herself to make you feel better

Word count: 2400

Warnings: body issues, low self-esteem, soft sex, oral, fluff, praise

It’s your fourth date with Agatha and you wonder how mad the older woman would be if you cancelled. 

It’s not that you didn’t want to see her – because of course you do, she was great company and so hot and her lips on yours made you see stars – but you’re having a bit of a rough day. 

Before one of your classes, you had gone into the bathroom only to find one of the most perfect-looking girls on the planet complaining about a microscopic pimple on her face to her just-as-perfect two best friends. 

You know it shouldn’t have set you off the way it did, but watching three girls who were naturally gorgeous with clear skin and big boobs and curly hair talk about how “awful” they looked touched a sore spot. 

Going into the big stall, you tried really hard to ignore your reflection in the mirror. You’re not really sure when that started happening, but ever since middle school, when you had the worst acne you’d ever seen, you stopped wanting to look at yourself. 

It’s a lot better now, six months of Accutane did wonders for you, but you still have scars on your cheeks and wrinkles and just so many more blemishes than anyone else seemed to have. 

But that had been enough to send your insecurities flaring up, about your face, your body, your age, your inexperience, especially when you thought about Agatha. And now you’re in a spiral of low self-esteem and doubt.

You had met Agatha while working as a barista. The first time she had walked through the doors, you had found yourself absolutely enchanted by everything about her: her long dark hair, her blue eyes, the confidence absolutely radiating off her. She was perfect. 

And you were the tongue-tied barista who kept stuttering while repeating her order because of her intense gaze on you. 

She just smirked though. 

She then started making comments about how pretty you were when you would bring her the coffee, but you thought she was just being sweet. 

Until Agatha finally asked you out, teasing you for not picking up on her flirting. You had just stared at her, completely dumbfounded, feeling like a complete idiot. 

And things had gone well! She had taken you out to a nice dinner on your first date, a movie on your second, and pottery painting on your third. 

Dropping you off at your dorm after each one like a perfect gentlewoman, never doing more than brushing a soft kiss against your lips. 

And now, tonight, the fourth date is at her house. 

Mostly by your doing. 

When you had found out that the older woman had never even seen an episode of The Office, one of your favorite shows, you made it your personal mission to change that. 

You can’t cancel, you know that. Plus, you don’t really want to. The older woman always finds a way to make you feel better.

But you sigh while putting on some light makeup, cursing your brain for being so affected by the girls earlier. 

You know Agatha likes you. You know this. You can see it in the way her eyes sparkle when she smiles at you and the way she laughs when you say something silly and the way she gives you the best hugs when she drops you off after your dates. 

And there’s no way Agatha would be with someone if she didn’t want to, least of all with a college kid half her age. 

You chant those facts in your head like a mantra on the drive over to her house and all the way to her front door. You raise your hand to knock but it swings open to reveal Agatha in jeans and an oversized button-down shirt. 

“Hey, baby,” she says, stepping aside to let you come in. You press a kiss to her cheek and she returns it and then leads you to the living room. It’s your first time at her house and you can’t help but take everything in. 

It’s very her. From the artwork on the walls to the decor on the coffee table, you can tell that it’s her house, and you love it. 

“So, do you want to eat now or just dive right in?” Agatha asks, grabbing the remote to the television and offering it to you. It’s still early afternoon and you aren’t too hungry, plus you’re really not in the mood to eat. 

You take the remote from her and click the power button. “Can we eat in a little bit?” She nods and sits on the couch, patting the spot next to her. You happily sit down and she wraps an arm around you to hold you close. It’s the most contact you’ve had with Agatha and her fingers against your lower back are heating you up. 

Navigating to the show, you find the pilot episode and warn her that the entire first season is bad. She laughs melodically and kisses your temple. 

Halfway through it, you start getting antsy. Your leg begins to bounce and you tap your fingers absentmindedly against your thigh. 

You’ve already seen it and it hasn’t gotten any less cringey, plus you can smell Agatha’s sweet perfume. 

“You okay?” Agatha asks quietly, noticing that you’ve gotten restless. You hum in agreement, tilting your head to look up at her, when you find her staring back at you. 

More specifically, at your mouth. 

You close the gap before you can even think about it, and she smiles against you in surprise. At first, it’s just tentative, small grazes but then it becomes more; your lips part for her hot tongue to slip inside and you moan at the feeling and taste of her. 

The kiss gets heavier and her hands blindly help you maneuver until you’re sitting in her lap. She fumbles for the remote and then you can hear the television go quiet before she gently sucks at your bottom lip and her fingers slide down your back until they’re resting at your waist. 

“Agatha,” you breathe, tugging at her hair, shifting on her. She plays with the bottom of your shirt and then slips her hands underneath it so her skin is bare against your hips. You gasp at the warmth and you begin to feel a pull in the lower part of your stomach. 

But then she grabs onto the hem and, looking right into your eyes, asks, “Can I take this off?” Panic slowly starts to fill you even though you try to fight it. 

“Oh, um, yeah, okay,” you say, nerves evident in your voice, and her eyes widen. 

“Is everything okay? Sorry, I don’t mean to push, we don’t have to do anything that you don’t want to do,” she says, yanking her hands away from your body, and you can tell how guilty she feels. 

You take her hands in yours, interlacing your fingers. “No, I want to, it’s just…” you trail off, looking anywhere but at her in the room. 

“What, doll? You can tell me anything, you know that.” 

You take a deep breath. “I’m just a little self-conscious. Like about myself and my body.” And then the words start to pour out of your mouth. “I just wish my face and my stomach and my boobs and like all of it were different.” 

Tears prick your eyes from embarrassment at your outburst and you dare to glance at her, expecting her to be laughing or something. 

But she’s solemnly looking right back at you. “Baby, you are so perfect,” she says so softly that it almost makes your heart melt. 

You scoff in disbelief and she kisses your nose, your forehead, and then both of your cheeks. She tilts your face up so she can kiss your chin. 

“Every part of you is so beautiful.” 

You blush furiously. “M’kay.Thank you,” you mumble, not knowing how to deal with the praise. “You don’t have to say that.” 

“Say what, doll? The truth?” You try to squirm away but she doesn’t let you. “Can I show you how perfect I think you are?” 

You look, really look, into her eyes and see only compassion and earnestness. You nod. “Okay.” She smiles and turns your face so she can press her lips against every blemish you have on your right cheek, and then repeats on the left side. 

You’re almost completely overcome by emotion when she whispers “Beautiful.” You drag her mouth to yours, needing to feel more of her. 

This time, you don’t wait for her to ask to take your shirt off. You reach down and pull it over your head and get immense pleasure in the way she looks down and groans. 

“Oh, doll,” she sighs, hands tracing over your stomach and up to the edge of your bra. You chew on your bottom lip, still feeling hints of insecurity. You know boob size is something that you rationally shouldn’t be bothered by, but you still wish they were bigger. Agatha reaches around you to toy with the clasp. “Can I?” 

“Yeah,” you breathe, tensing just a little when she slides the bra off you. You fight the urge to cover yourself but Agatha just sharply inhales. 

“God, look at you,” she says, more to herself than to you, and then her hands are cupping you. Your head rolls back as her thumbs play with your nipples. “You’re so fucking perfect, baby. Your body is so fucking perfect.” 

She leans down and licks up your breast, chuckling at your moan. Her teeth nip at the undersides of the slight curvature and your breathing has quickly increased, the heat in your stomach rapidly growing. When her tongue flicks over your nipples and she sucks them into her mouth, it’s like there’s a wire running straight from your breasts to your cunt and she’s lighting it up.

“Agatha,” you plead but she stays right where she is, dragging her mouth over every square inch of your chest until you’re dripping. She goes painstakingly slow, paying so much more attention to your breasts than you ever thought possible, and you’ve turned into a whimpering, needy mess on top of her.  

“Why don’t you lay on your back, baby?” She suggests and you move quicker than you’d ever have to climb off her lap and readjust on the couch, all your insecurities forgotten and washed away with Agatha’s lips. 

But she’s committed to making sure that you feel good about yourself. Her mouth moves downwards, scraping her teeth gently against your ribs and stomach, against the little pouch that you can’t get rid of no matter how hard you try, leaving a trail of saliva. It tickles when she dips her tongue into your belly button and you giggle, but her featherlight kisses make you feel more accepting of yourself than ever. Goosebumps have risen all over you even though there is a fire in your belly. 

“So pretty,” she whispers, eyes flicking back up to you to take in your needy state. 

“Agatha,” you whimper again, begging for more, desperately needing for her mouth that feels so good against you to just go a little lower. 

She chuckles and you can feel the vibrations against your skin, making you roll your hips. “Patience, honey,” she shushes. “Let me worship you and show you just how much I appreciate all of you.” A small sound escapes your lips when she playfully bites at your pelvic bone and she goes back to painting your stomach with her mouth.

And when she finally, finally, tugs at the waistband of your shorts, you don’t have a single doubt or insecurity in your head. You raise your legs up to help her take them off and then she drags down your underwear so slowly it makes you even more crazy for her.

“Baby, you’re so wet,” she remarks, hands stroking up and down your inner thighs. 

You clench around nothing and whine. “Please, Aggie, I need you.” She sinks her teeth into the sensitive flesh on the insides of your legs and then soothes the spots with her tongue. 

“You’re so perfect, princess. You’re so beautiful, every part of you. Just the picture of flawlessness,” she says, at last stroking through your folds with her tongue. Your head falls back against the pillow at how good, how hot, she feels against you and a moan slips out of your mouth. You’re already so worked up from her teasing and she knows just what to do to build up your pleasure quickly. She knows it won’t take long and she’s not going to drag it out. 

“So pretty, such a pretty pussy,” Agatha says absentmindedly, dipping her tongue inside you, curling it, and then dragging it up to swirl at your clit. Your hands tangle in her hair while she continues moving her mouth on you, making little noises that reverberate against your cunt and only heighten the pleasure. 

“Agatha, so close,” you groan, grinding her hips against her face even more to chase the feeling building up in you. 

She pulls away for one second. “Cum for me, my perfect, beautiful princess,” she says and you gasp, the praise getting you to the edge. And then her teeth scrape against your clit and she sucks hard on it, which throws you over and you cum all over her face, hips still rolling while she continues to lap at you. 

You whimper when it becomes too much and you tug on her hair to pull her back up into a long kiss. 

“Thank you,” you whisper. 

She smiles against your lips. “Feel better, baby?” You nod your head and clasp her cheeks to kiss her even deeper. “Do you want to turn the TV back on?”

“Can we just cuddle for a bit?” You ask hopefully, and her face lights up. Your heart soars with so much fondness for this older woman.

“Of course, doll.” She wraps you up in a blanket from the couch and you settle in next to her, wrapping an arm and a leg around her. She kisses your head. “You’re so perfect, don’t ever think otherwise.”

And for maybe the first time ever, you believe it. 

[koolades-world]

Thank u for writing my request, I rlly liked it :)

Can I req one more?

MC who sings a lot, like to pass time when they’re doing something/when they’re happy/to comfort themself when they’re anxious/sad.

And then, (if you’re comfortable writing this) they have a bit of a depression episode, and they stop singing for weeks/months. What would the 7 brothers do? And/or how would they react when MC starts singing again?

🫐

hi again! great to see you :)

enjoy <3

Singer Mc who starts singing again after a depressive episode

Lucifer

music has always been something he treasured and enjoyed

so when you came into his life, he knew the two of you would get along quite well

during the period where you weren't singing, he still kept music in your life and made sure to be the comforting presence he knew you needed

when you sing for the first time again, he's happy that you're feeling better again and you're doing what you love

Mammon

he initially found your singing habit a little odd, and was always asking questions about what song you were singing and why

soon he learnt it was just you, and he wouldn't have it any other way

he found himself humming the tunes you'd sung around him, and it made him smile every time he realized he was doing it

throughout your episode, he sung to you everyday, so if you weren't feeling up to it, you could still enjoy it

Levi

he understands your habit of singing, since he himself has many habits of self soothing and such

he wasn't sure he'd ever grow used to it, and he told himself he didn't have to since you'd only be in the same house as him for a year

but, he grew to love your voice and it was something he preferred any day over the sound of silence

when you finally start to sing again, he realizes how grateful he is for you, and goes to seek you out to tell you his feelings

Satan

he always thought you were something right out of a movie with the way you sang

a disney princess, if you will, and he loved that little habit of yours

the first time he hears you sing again, he feel a sense of comfort creep over him that he hadn't even realized he'd been missing

he's quick to follow the sound of your voice and embrace you like he'd never before

Asmo

he's easily the first to fall in love with your voice out of the brothers

just something about it is so enchanting and every time he hears a song he's heard you sing, he thinks of you

he will always be there when you need him, and did his best to keep your spirits up

hearing you voice again was like a breath of fresh air to him and made sure his evening was free to spend time with you some more

Beel

whenever you sang, he couldn't help but be reminded of his time up in the celestial realm

from time to time, he'd take you down a trip on memory lane and he appreciates you for taking that time with him

when you start to sing again, he's so happy for you and that you're feeling better

he takes a quick trip to the store to buy all of your favorite snacks to gift to you, just as he had been throughout your episode <3

Belphie

when he was locked up in the attic, he would always hear your voice and found it comforting despite the fact that it was coming from a human

during your episode, he was by your side every day, making sure you ate and drank, and was practically glued to your side

he was asleep the first time you sang again, but it woke him up

a warm smile spread across his face upon the realization he'd made, but he laid there for a little while longer just so he could enjoy your voice before he interrupted you

[nyoomfruits]

i had the time of my life fighting dragons with you (carlos/oscar, 1k, t rated)

wrote this in a 20 min sprint with my tsgc gc besties <3 prompt was 'royalty au + "why are you covered in blood?" "long story"' so i wrote a carcar fantasy au heavily inspired by the book 'so this is ever after' by f.t. lukens and the dungeons and dragons movie :)

Oscar really only just manages to stagger himself outside before he collapses on the stone steps of the castle, feeling all the fight drain out of him. Behind him, the castle burns, and he should probably put that out, should probably try to find the other, but right now he’s just exhausted.

Three years of chasing prophecy all led to this. He needs a moment to breathe.

Which is of course, annoyingly, when Carlos shows up.

“Cabron,” he says, coming to halt in front of Oscar, smoothly dismounting his horse. There’s not a single spatter of blood on his clothes, not a hair out of place. His armor gleams in the soft warm light of the setting sun. Oscar hates him so much. “Why are you covered in blood?”

“Long story,” Oscar sighs, letting his head fall back against the stone railing of the stairs. Papaya, the little baby dragon they’d befriended on their journey, chooses that exact moment to trip through the large castle doors, skittering over the worn grey stones towards Oscar, chirping loudly.

“Hm,” Oscar says, scritches Papaya under his chin. “Well, tell him I’m okay, yeah. And to enjoy his moment. He did it and all,” he tries not to sound too wistful when he says it, as he watches Papaya skitter back into the castle. He’s just has a hard time accepting it’s all over now. Done. They can all go their separate ways.

Lando will probably have to do whatever The Chosen One has to do after they’ve defeated The Evil Wizard, George will go back to doing his whole Lord thing in the Kingdom of Mercedes, Alex and Logan will probably find a nice little inn to run somewhere. Charles will inevitably make some rich Lord fall for him and then never have to worry about money ever again, and Oscar.

Oscar will be alone. Like he was before.

“So he did it, then,” Carlos says, startling the shit out of Oscar, who had fully forgotten he was there. “Killed The Evil Wizard?”

“Yup,” Oscar says, pulling himself back up into standing with a loud groan. “You’ve got perfect timing, as always. Showing up when all the hard work is already done.”

Carlos ignores him. “And everyone is okay? Lando?”

“Everyone is fine, according to Papaya. Lando’s panicking a little bit but honestly I wouldn’t have suspected otherwise. Logan broke his leg, but Alex is already trying to heal him, so. All good,” Oscar sways on his legs a little, tries to hold on to the railing. Fuck. Maybe sitting down was a bad idea.

Carlos eyes him. “And you?”

“I’m fine,” Oscar grits out. He tries to take a step, and wavers. God, he’s so exhausted. His bones feel like mush. He’s not magic, like the others. He’s just Oscar, and he’s just spend hours fighting an unnecessarily large amount of The Evil Wizard’s minions.

He sways again, and suddenly Carlos is there, hand on his elbow, holding him upright. “You are hurt,” Carlos says, frowns.

“I’m fucking fine, Carlos, let me go,” he grits. God, he wishes they’d never bumped into Carlos back in the first year of their journey, in the Enchanted Woods. Fucking self-righteous magic ass knight always showing up when Oscar’s at his worst.

Carlos, as always, completely ignores Oscar’s request. “Let me get you back inside.”

“No, I’m, no,” Oscar protests, as Carlos starts leading him back up the stairs, struggling a little. “Carlos, let me go.”

Carlos doesn’t let him go, but he stops walking, looks at him for a really long time. “You were never planning on going back inside,” he says, eventually.

Oscar looks back down the stairs, at a moss stain a few steps down, stubbornly refuses to look at Carlos. “Fuck off,” he says, eloquently.

“Your friends,” Carlos says. “They would miss you.”

“Right, sure,” Oscar says, finally turns back to look at him. “Would they, though? Lando’s probably like, King now. George is already a Lord, Charles will probably marry one, and Alex and Logan have each other. What do I have?”

“Me,” Carlos says, and Oscar snorts.

“Oh, yeah, great. Fucking consolation price, that. No thank you,” he goes to yank his arm away again, walk back down the stairs, but Carlos holds on.

“And Lando,” Carlos continues. “And all your other friends. They care about you. I care about you. If you are not going back inside, at least come with me. I could use someone like you, on my journeys.”

“Yeah, really not making me feel better here,” Oscar spits. “Just. It’s fine, okay. I know Lando only took me along because I was the only one in our village to read maps. I know they see me as a burden. So it’s like, fine. It’s whatever. I can just slip out now and they’ll never have to see me again and it doesn’t have to be this whole big deal.”

Carlos makes a frustrated noise, and suddenly he lunges forward and kisses Oscar full on the mouth.

Oscar is still very much exhausted and very much covered in blood and very much confused, and so he doesn’t even consider kissing back until Carlos is already pulling away. He’s glaring at Oscar, something that’s somehow both slightly undermined and slightly made creepier by the fact that there’s now a smear of blood on his perfectly moisturized cheek.

“Do not ever say again people see you as a burden,” Carlos tells him, so firmly and adamantly, that Oscar can only look at him a little wide eyed and say, “Okay.”

“Good,” Carlos says, and then his frown drops, and he gingerly reaches out with the hand not still holding Oscar steady and carefully wiping a strand of hair away from Oscar’s blood stained forehead. “Now, let’s get you inside and clean you up, yeah? And then we can see how bad those injuries are.”

And Oscar. God, Oscar is so tired. And he hates Carlos so much. But Carlos is also looking at him so softly, so tenderly. And maybe he has never really hated Carlos at all. Maybe it’s always been something else. Something else that’s making his gut swirl and his throat feel tight. His lips are still tingling, and he only just manages to refrain himself from reaching up to touch them.

But then Carlos leans down and picks him up bridal style and Oscar thinks okay, yeah, no, never mind. He really does fucking hate Carlos fucking Sainz.

Or maybe, he thinks, as Carlos carries him back into the castle – that is thankfully no longer on fire -  back to their friends, back to their unsure future, as the sun finally fully sets behind them. Maybe it’s a mixture of both.

Either way, he can’t wait to find out. After a bath. And dinner. And possibly a million hours of sleep.

[cultkinkcoven]

I saw someone make a post a little bit ago about kids leaving fandom spaces and entering into religious/ devotional spaces with the same attitudes. The kids who think you can disrespect a God like Zeus because he’s problematic in some of his myths. I couldn’t agree more.

and i got to talking to Lucifer about it because I was chatting with someone who came from the Hazbin Hotel fandom (I’ve only ever seen the pilot). Lol

They were talking about giving Lucifer ducks and I was like ??? ducks? does Lucifer have a thing with ducks??? I had no idea???? Which grimoire does that come from ?

And then I go to try and research it and I’m like oh? lmfao okay. Not my Lucifer.

When I asked him, his attitude was very 🤷‍♂️

he said something along the lines of:

“whenever a person makes an attempt to contact a deity for the first time, always, their expectations and understandings are projected onto the spirit. This applies to you too. I appear to you in the way that makes the most sense to your brain and senses. But through this form, I still communicate the truth to you. I appear to you as an older man, older and wiser than you, because that’s how your brain rationalizes my ancient nature. My eyes are the color of the hottest shade of fire because that’s how your brain understands my energy. My hair is an inky black void or blonde strands of light. A morning or evening star. My voice is gentle, my hands are delicate because I embrace you tenderly. You think my light is beautiful, so I appear to you as a beautiful man. I appear to you as a planet because that’s how your brain rationalizes how much larger I am than you.

The funny thing about these people, usually children, is that there’s very little room for me to shine through because that “Lucifer” is a very large character. He’s zainy, he’s entertaining, of course. He’s a cartoon character. They aren’t interested in me or my gnosis, they’re interested in that character. Which is fine, it doesn’t bother me. I like when my name is used in art. Better to have my name said than forgotten. It happens often. Recently, they made a tv show under my name, so those people expected me to be British and cocky. They put Lord Paimon in a horror movie. He had edgy teens contacting him for months.

(he seemed to find that very funny)

Those who are genuinely willing and ready to walk the path will find us regardless of what face or appearance we use or how we are introduced. Most of these people are not occultists. They don’t wish to do the Great Work or know me as a God, so they don’t. In these cases, these people are irrelevant to me.”

so you’re okay with oblivious kids offering you ducks to invoke a cartoon character?

He found that funny too.

“Lucifer has been so many things in so many stories. Some of these portrayals are closer or further from the truth, but they are all caricatures. None of them are truly me. I may use a form that is familiar to someone who is contacting me for the first time. Maybe I’ll be the Lucifer from Hazbin Hotel to make them feel more comfortable. But when the practitioner wishes to know me, the “character” is shed in favour of a truer connection. When we first met I came to you as a light, as an enchanted garden, a serpent, a crow. You did not seek me as a character, you sought me as a concept, Enlightenment. I could take any form, either beautiful or terrible, and you would accept me. You would find value in it. I am not your favourite character, I am your favourite God. These so called “oblivious kids” aren’t offering me anything. They don’t know me, so their actions do not mean anything to me, neither positive or negative. I will always be happy to see people engaging with art, being inspired and understood by it. My name being used in media only presents more opportunities for more people to find me. If people feel drawn to that character, then that is good… that’s fine. But you know that I am so much more than just a character.”

you don’t find it disrespectful at all?

He laughed at that as well.

“I must be among the most disrespected spirits to have ever had his name known by man. I’ve had my name cursed and banished, I’ve been hated, cast away, bastardized and demonized. These people, just enjoying their characters and media, are the very least of my concerns.”

Fair enough.

[inkpot909]

The Stardust Crusaders’ Picks for a First-Dance Wedding Song Headcanons

↳ Gender Neutral Reader. Joseph Joestar is excluded.

A/n: A chill list of headcanons that came to me at 6 in the morning. Jokes aside, I loved putting this together. Although I admit I am a bit biased since I’ve always loved retro music. I did my best to pick music that coincided with the music the characters each canonically listen to (at least, as far as we’re told).

Warning(s): None.

Jotaro Kujo

-> As the World Falls Down

David Bowie

“As the pain sweeps through

Makes no sense for you

Every thrill is gone

Wasn’t too much fun at all

But I’ll be there for you

As the world falls down”

Canonically speaking, Jotaro’s favorite musician is Toshinobu Kubota. It’s admittedly a rather interesting choice for a man who was a dedicated delinquent in high school.

But music tends to touch people in a special, often times sensitive, manner. And despite looking and acting the way he does, Jotaro’s music preferences are no different.

Yeah, sure, he’s definitely a “whatever’s on the radio” kind of guy, but he has taste.

Separated from others, when he’s in control of the music he’s listening to, his choices give the impression of a casual listener that somehow always has the best picks seemingly with no effort put in at all. Perfectly on brand for Jotaro.

Therefore, he’s likely going to have an unexpected pick.

Therefore, he picks a sappy ballad from an under-appreciated 80s movie. Not because he’s even seen The Labyrinth by any stretch of the imagination, but because he just… likes how it sounds.

He likely heard it one way or another, completely detached from the movie itself, and decided he enjoyed it. Something about the slightly cheesy yet instrumentally enchanting tune gets stuck in his head in a really good way.

There is a reason past “oh, it just sounds nice” as to why he picked it but let’s be honest… he’s going to get a little embarrassed annoyed if he has to explain to you in full detail.

The title pretty much speaks for itself, in his opinion.

Noriaki Kakyoin

-> Every Breath You Take

The Police

“Every move you make

And every vow you break

Every smile you fake

Every claim you stake

I’ll be watching you”

Good god, he’s certainly the Sting fan.

Whether or not you actually like Sting it’s hard to argue against the fact that Kakyoin likely has an overall shit taste in music. Why is this the case? Because he’s been alone the majority of his life and didn’t have any friends to bully him over it.

Not having anyone around him to say “what the hell is this” or just a simple “no” will and has effected him.

He’s the type of guy who claim’s “this album will change your life” before putting on some of the worst pieces of music you’ve ever heard.

Not that he isn’t trying, keep in mind.

This man will stress about what to suggest for days on end. He’s going to take the longest compared to the others in how how much time it takes him to pick. It’ll eat away at his brain, threatening to take every bit of his sanity unless he can think of what he deems as the perfect song he can choose.

And still he manages to not only choose an extremely predictable wedding song, but an insanely creepy one as well.

It’s weirdly charming, in his own odd Noriaki way.

He likely didn’t know what he was doing at the beginning of the relationship due to inexperience, and it’s probably heartwarming to know some things never change.

And it’s completely possible the stalker-ish lyrics of the song didn’t click inside his brain. Not because he doesn’t understand the lyrics per se… but because the poor guy hardly had a grasp on what was actually considered romantic when you first met.

Please, for your own sanity, don’t let the song played at your wedding be one that he picked (with hindsight he’ll probably thank you for it too).

Jean Pierre Polnareff

-> The Air That I Breathe

The Hollies

“Peace came upon me and it

leaves me weak

so sleep, silent angel, go to

sleep

Sometimes

All I need is the air that I breathe

And to love you”

Polnareff’s favorite musician isn’t ever canonically specified, but it’s made pretty clear he’s likely a fan of The Beatles. And considering he went through puberty during the 70s, he’s likely going to lean into that era of music.

Generally speaking, he’s got decent taste. Sure, he’s got the music taste of a white suburban father, but his picks are usually pretty agreeable.

That said, he’s definitely a little high and mighty about it.

He won’t go off on the subject too hard whenever you’re around, but he thinks very highly of his preferences. Polnareff’s a huge victim of nostalgia, and a part of him feels a little elitist for having grown up in the time period that he did.

He has had the song for his first dance picked out in the back of his mind for years, swearing that it would be played at his wedding at some point or another.

Hell, he’s probably got a full roster of music in mind for the reception.

For such a monumental occasion, he’s sure to pick a ballad that starts off slow but crescendos into the chorus- easily the type of romantic tune he’d prefer.

And unlike the others, you may get pushback from him if you don’t want that as your first dance. He’s quite stubborn, generally speaking, and this is no exception to that.

Ultimately though, he would eventually cave and do just about anything you want.

But as stated before, he’s had his mind set on this one for literal years. So certainly expect this to be a somewhat tough conversation to have with him if you prefer something different.

Muhammad Avdol

-> I Love How You Love Me

Claudine Longet

“I love how your eyes close

whenever you kiss me

And when I’m away from you I

love how you miss me

I love the way you always treat

me tenderly

But, darling, most of all I love

how you love me”

Avdol’s music taste is left as a complete mystery in canon.

However, because he runs his own shop, he’s fairly attached to the calming instrumentals he often keeps on at the store. Avdol understands atmosphere well and takes it very seriously.

When he’s not working, it’s not very often that he finds himself listening to music.

But when he does, it’s usually music with soft or ethereal overtones (you cannot tell me he doesn’t listen to Enya). Throw in some charming oldies from the 50s and 60s, and Avdol’s in his element.

To put it simply, easy-listening tunes are his freaking jam.

He also enjoys listening to music from all across the world. Avdol is likely well-traveled, and is undoubtedly knowledgeable on other places and cultures. So the preference comes naturally to him.

He’s going to pick something very romantic and slow. A song that, even if you maybe haven’t heard it before, upon the first time listening you just know it’s meant to be played at a wedding.

And, unlike the others, it would take him less than 24 hours to have made his choice. It’s not that he doesn’t put care into the decision, he just doesn’t like making you wait. He’s quite efficient when it’s something this important.

Regardless, he’s the most flexible of the group when it comes to your tastes, so anything you want is perfectly fine with him.

That said, it has to be a ballad. That’s his main request. Avdol’s eager for your input, sure, but he’s going to want to slow dance with you more than anything else.

[jhkfan123]

enchanted - tom blyth | ch. 12

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✦xii.

he handed you a cup of coffee, that he had made your favorite way. you were sat down on his couch, awaiting the conversation that the two of you were going to have. you were excited to figure this out with him. it would be very therapeutic. you watched as he wandered around the kitchen. you had slipped on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt that he had volunteered to go get from your house, and even better, when he came back, he came back with pastries. croissants, scones, everything. 

as you bit into one of the croissants, he sat down next to you. you took a sip of your coffee and turned to face him, your legs criss crossed. he settled down and you looked outside of his window. he had a perfect view of the city. you learned last night he had only lived a few minutes from you. less than 10 with no traffic. on a clear morning like this, you could have sworn you could see the ocean. you glanced back at him, and caught him admiring you. 

"take a picture, it will last longer." you said sarcastically. he laughed briefly, than pulled you close to him, your head in his lap. you giggled. you streched your legs out, so you were almost fully horizontal. "ok, what are we starting with? the instagram statement?" you asked. 

"ok, do you want to help?" you thought. did you? or would you rather have him say what he feels? he looked down at you, awaiting a response. 

"i want you to write it. i'll proofread." he nodded, and began to type. it was a while before he handed you the phone to check what he had done. you took it from him and began to read:

'i wanted to say something regarding the rumors between me and @rachelzegler. there is absolutely nothing going on between the two of  us. do not confuse the movies with reality. every photo that anyone may have seen has been a bad coincidence, which has spiraled into much more than i should have allowed. i have been dealing with other, more important things than these silly rumors, and i should have said something sooner. and most importantly, i am currently in a relationship with someone else. 

thank you for your understanding

-tom' 

you read the post. it was perfect. not saying, to much, not saying to little, and tagging rachel would be a good hint for her to say something. nothing had come out yet from her. the last line made you blush. 

"it's perfect, tom." you smiled up at him. he took his phone back. "you're going to post it?" he nodded. the two of you counted down as he pressed the button. after, you gave him a kiss on the cheek. now, everyone would know, it would be solidified. 

"so, how are we going to announce our relationship?" tom asked. you pondered. 

"i'm not sure." was all you could respond with. 

"of course you are. twice you have made a petty move on me with these outings, you have to be able to think of something." you laughed at his joke. 

"well, the first thing i could do is un-archive all the instagram posts of me and you." you responded. he looked confused. 

"what?" he asked. oh shoot. he was always off social media. he probably hadn't even noticed. 

"oh, you didn't notice. basically i felt petty yesterday and i took down every post we have together." you looked up at him. he was straight faced for a moment, then broke out into a snicker. then a real laugh. you smiled. 

"i love you for that. i have never met anyone as petty as you." 

"what can i say, i'm just a girl." you responded. he only beamed more. 

"ok, so you do that, thanks so much. what else?" the two of you brainstormed. 

"i mean, do you want to just, go to lunch and just like pda or something?" it was the only thing you could think of in the moment. 

"do you really want to hard launch like that?" he asked. 

"i don't mind if you don't mind. besides people are going to start asking questions with that bold line in your statement. give the people what they want." you snuggled into him more. 

"alright. so where do you want to go for lunch?" he agreed. you got excited. 

"let's just go somewhere in beverly hills?" you suggested. he nodded in agreement. "ok, in that case, i do need you to go back to my house and get me a change of clothes. i'll send you pictures of what i want. 

in a few minutes, he was out the door. 

...

at lunch, you made sure to be openly affectionate. you requested a booth, near the window, so you could be seen. even people were turning their heads in the resturant. you didn't want to seem like one of those pda couples, however, so you found a happy medium between nothing and something. the two of you ordered your food. 

"tom, i just wanted to tell you that this feels like a dream come true." you gazed at him, admiring all of the features that were now yours. 

"i agree. and i'm so excited to just let people figure this out so there doesn't have to be any more secrecy. i don't want to have to hide this anymore."  he matched your gaze and more. there was something about his eyes. you could stare at the boy forever. you decided to check your phone for any more buzz. 

it was almost laughable at this point, how many times this had happened. another video, and photo. 

"tom?" he looked at you, then down at your phone, then up at you again. "i don't think we are going to need to be very pda." you turned your phone around and showed him the video you had just seen. it was a clear video of you and tom, making out outside the oscars afterparty. 

the only thing the two of you could do was laugh. the two of you laughed together, for over a minute. 

at this point, you learned there was nothing you could do to control the media. so, might as well let them rave, and luckily, this video made it a whole lot easier for the two of you. 

after eating, tom covered the check, and the two of you walked outside. there was no paparazzi, which was good. it would be unnecessary now. you knew that video would spread faster than you could blink. 

"tom, can i be bold one more time?" you asked him as you got an idea. he nodded, slightly hesitantly. you  held up your camera, posed, giving him a kiss on the cheek, and took the photo. 

"wow, seriously?" he asked. you really loved doing things like this.

"everyone already knows, right? might as well brag." he chuckled as he walked over to the valet, to retrieve his car. you captioned the post:

'well, everyone's seen the video'

and clicked "post." notifications instantly flooded your account. likes, comments, shares, the works. you smiled. finally, everything was done.

tom came around behind you and guided you towards the car that was now idling in front of the two of you. you got in, buckled your seatbelt, and he began to drive. 

"mind if i aux?" he shook his head, and you connected your phone. you put your spotify on shuffle, and as he began to make his way down the road, "enchanted" by taylor swift came on. 

it was your favorite.

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"the lingering question kept me up, 2 a.m who do you love, i wonder till i'm wide awake.." 

"..i'm wonderstruck, blushing all the way home..."

"...i'm wonderstruck, dancing round all alone.."

"this is me praying that, this was the very first page, not where the storyline ends, my thoughts will echo your name, until i see you again..."

"...these are the words i held back, as i was leaving to soon, 

i was enchanted to meet you"

THE END

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A/N:  im actively so depressed that this book has ended and i've grown emotionally attached, but i love this ending and lmk your thoughts and if you want anything else! 

[popculturebuffet]

Snow White and the Seven Dwarves Review: Come for the Beautiful Animation, Stay for the Murder Forest

I grew up on Disney. I remember having those chonky vhs tapes, just a huge piles of those book style ones that let you know who made it. I watched Aladdin, Lion King, Toy Story, The Aristocats. I fondly remeber those films and saw many more at home and at my grandma's farm where she had a large stack of VHS'. Granted 9/10 i'd just watch the 90's little rascals movie, but still I saw the bulk of disney's renissance output.

That can't really be said for the golden age of the studio. Apart from Cinderella and the Aristocats, I didn't have many older disney films and even when I started getting more into disney and animation as a whole, it was just never something I thought to do. I love disney's films and tv shows. The company itself?

But I just.. never thought to watch snow white. It didn't really intrest me. It didn't seem bad, I just didn't think why and often forgot THE reason to watch it: that it was disney's FIRST film, the first feature length animated film, the reason a bulk of the stuff i've talked about, from disney itself to other companies, even exists.

Thankfully the opportunity to get around to it presented itself: My good friend Emma asked for it for her free birthday reviews. patrons who stick around for at least one year , and that goes for substack subscribers, get a free review on their birthday to show my appreciation. So because the remake I have zero intrest in like all Disney live action remakes was coming up, she asked for this.

I'm glad I did: Snow White and the Seven Dwarves is a classic for a reason and is monsterously influental in ways I never realized; Ideas embedded in the popular culture like a princess singing to and befriending forest animals, a prince waking a princess up with a kiss, magic mirrors, even wicked stepmothers were all codified here. They existed in fairy tales before and after of course, but this is what people think of when they think of Snow White.

It was shocking and fun to realize that Enchanted, one of disney's best films, is a direct parody of their first film. It makes the joke even funnier as pretty much everything is taken from this: the queen being giselle's stepmother, giselle living in the woods, the hero happening to find her, giselle controlling all the forest animals. There's a bit or two from other movies: the bumbling sidekick whose secretly in love with the villian is based more on LeFou from Beauty and the BEast and the talking chipmunk has a personality more akin to mushu in mulan as the mouthy sidekick to the hero, but it's very clear Disney based their self-pisstake on their very FIRST movie.. and that's brilliant. If your going to deconstruct your own cliches, start with the girl that brought you.

Snow White is where a LOT of the tropes for Disney's fairy tale adaptations were built in: making it a musical, lavish animation, some nightmare fuel to stay with kids the rest of their lives, animal sidekicks, wacky sidekicks in general with the dwarves, gorgeous animation, and a villian who usually dies horribly but not directly due to the heroes actoins to keep their hands clean. It was sobering to realize how many things Disney used and even still uses at times, how important this film I disregarded is to Disney.. and to animation.

Snow White was the FIRST theatrical animated feature. It's something I emphaize because it's easy to forget: I grew up in a deluge of animated films to feast on some good, some bad, some weird, some good and weird. It's hard to imagine not only that wasn't the case once, but that this flim was a massive gamble. WC Fields mocked it because "you'll run out of jokes after 90 minutes", proving that the bullshit "animation is just for children" argument is somehow almost 90 years old. Somewhere WC Fields ghost is smiling.

It wasn't just fellow buisness ghouls who discouraged walt: his brother roy and wife Lillian both tried to talk him out of it. But Walt recognized that his buiness couldn't evolve unless they got into features: Disney was an animation company.. and if it could only do shorts it could never grow. It wasnt' just the money either: there were stories they could tell BEYOND what a short could do and should be able to. Walt disney has a legacy of anti semitism, strike breaking and being a paternalistic weirdo. But I have to give it to him that he was right here: he knew the risks needed and it's thanks to him we have animated movies. It's thanks to him I laughed myself to tears watching The Day the Earth Blew Up last sunday ad. It took an Walt and Co taking a risk.. and it worked. Despite his own nerves a bank manager he showed the film to to get the money to finish it told him it'd make a hat full of money. I love everything about that ancedote, to how said bank president apparently sat stonefaced for 87 uncomfortable minutes to his odd "hat full of money" analogy.

It's easy to see WHY this film made a hat full of money: It's nearly 90 years old.. but damn if it still dosen't sparkle> The animation is crisp, wonderful and feels like a storybook on screen. It's shockingly smooth for it's time, with snow white flowing like a painting and the queen looking stone faced and truly ghastly, while the dwarves move with the comedic energy walt and co had perfected for the Mickey Donald and Goofy Shorts.

The film has a plot that's simple as a piece of paper: Evil Queen is jealous of her mirror saying her stepdaughter is hotter than her, so rather than put the mirror on a watchlist has her woodsman try to kill her. He can't do a child murder and urges her to flee, she goes thorugh a dope murder forest with a bunch of eyes, wood alligators and murder trees that no one talks about enough, and decides to break into a bunch of miners who happen to be fantasy dwarves house and take a nap after having the woodland creatures fix their house and assuming children live there. They go home, think there's a break in, realize it's a teeanger, she realizes it's not children but dwarves but treats them like chlidren. The Queen realizes the Huntsman, who fled to florida back when that was a solid option and not a last resort to avoid some serious drug charges, didn't actually give her a teenagers heart and plans to poison her. She succeeds but some dude what lives next door snow white met earlier kisses her back to life and she departs. The queen also falls off a ledge or something.

There's no real character depth: the dwarves names are their personaliteis, with one named "awful" shopped around that sadly didn't make it to screen", snow white is just a naive but nice girl, the queen evil, the prince a prince and the mirror is supsciously close to drake. There's not much here and the bulk of the film is either animal antics or the dwarves dicking around. Mostly dwarves dicking around. It largely works as the jokes are goofy enough and the woodland animals have a turtle among them who dosen't get enough love. Everyone spotliths the birds and the deer but who dosne't love this turtle trailing behind and being adorable.

The lack of depth is why I avoided this film and shame on me... sometimes you don't need a fantastic story. Disney is VERY good at those, see most of the reinssance era, wreck it ralph, encanto. They can tell a good story.. but a film can also just be fun, light yet still breathtaking. The story here is not complicated at all, but it's told gorgeously with wonderful songs. Classics like whistle while you work, high ho, and someday my prince will come all come from here. It's remarkable how much of pop culture was born here. Disney has always ran our lives apparently.

Snow White is a fun film. It's mostly dicking around with some questionable moments and some stuff.. has not aged well. The mirror wanting to bang a teenager, the dwarves infantilization, but it's not so over the top it ruins the film: the mirror is just an impoartial weird creepy magic thing and snow white has been locked in a castle doing chores for an abusive parent for most of her life. Neither of these are the most functional sources.

Snow White is a fun film. Me and my friend Jess had a blast watching this one and rather than spend your money to see the remake watch this on disney plus instead.. then spend your money on the day the earth blew up. I'm pulling for ya, we're all in this together.

[twst-trailblazer]

This is my Yuu! OC for my twst x hsr fanfiction story, Twisted Star Rail

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full name: Yuika Hasegawa

nickname: Yuu

gender: female

appearance: She is a skinny half American, half Japanese teenage girl with back-long soft light orange hair that she keeps braided, purple eyes, light tan skin, and small freckles on her cheeks. Her bust size is 32G.

outfit:

age: 16

height: 162 cm

birthday: August 25th

homeworld: Earth - Tokyo, Japan

dorm: Ramshackle

likes: sweats, cute things (mainly stuff animals), giving hugs, singing, traveling, butterflies, manga, anime, hamburgers, Mexican foods, seafood, & chocolate chip cookies.

dislikes: wearing skirts and dresses, bullies, horror movies, dark chocolate, spiders, & BBQ.

skills: cooking, baking, self-defense, strategizing, & photography.

family: Father - Makoto Hasegawa, age 34. Mother - Isabella Hasegawa, age 30. Little Brother - Kazuki Hasegawa, age 10.

personality: Yuika is a kind-hearted girl with an adventurous spirit. She always gets excited about traveling to new places and trying out new things (mainly food). She is a hugger and will cuddle with anything she finds cute, but has a bad habit of hugging someone without asking first. She can be serious when needed, and isn't afraid to help people. She is able to stay calm in dangerous situations, which helps her when she's figuring out a plan to get out of the situation. She sometimes can be a little bit clumsy and an airhead, like not knowing when a boy is flirting with her.

background: Yuika lived with her family in their family-owned restaurant, until the day she was teleported into the world of Twisted Wonderland. When headmage Crowley learned that Yuika was a girl and was magicless, but was unable to send her back home, he offered Yuika a job as the school's janitor in exchange for housing and money, in which she accepted. But on her first day of work, she got involved in a fight between Ace, Deuce, and Grim, which resulted in them damaging the Queen of Hearts statue. To prevent themselves from getting kicked out of NRC, Yuika, Ace, and Deuce (with Grim secretly tagging along) traveled to the Dwarfs Mine to find a magic gem for headmage Crowley. But trouble finds the group again when they are attacked by a monster inside the mine. However, Yuika managed to come up with a plan and convince everyone to work together, resulting in them defeating the monster and returning to NRC with the magic gem. After hearing about what Yuika did, Crowley decided to make her an official student of NRC. Since Yuika doesn't have any magic, Crowley also decided that she would share an enrollment with Grim, who does have magic. Crowley believes that Yuika could change the school and the other students for the better. He even made Yuika the housewarden for the abandoned Ramshackle dorm. Yuika later became a member of the school's newspaper club, but since her and Grim are the only members in the club, she mostly hangs out with the pop music club. After the events of book 3, Yuika working in Octavinelle's Mostro Lounge. Despite being trapped in another world and keeps getting pulled into the craziest events, Yuika enjoys her adventures and meeting new friends in Twisted Wonderland. This also doesn't stop Yuika from looking for a way back to her world. To record her NRC campus life, Crowley gave Yuika an enchanted camera call the "Ghost Camera", which she almost always has around her neck.

This camera enables the user to photograph not just a subject's physical form, but also part of their soul. These fragments are called Memories. When the soulbond between photographer and subject deepens, the Memories can pop up, become animated like a video, or take on corporeal form and slip out.

[athenaweena]

SPEAK NOW TAYLOR SWIFT ASSOCIATIONS.

THE OUTSIDERS MUSICAL

FOR THE SHIPS ONLY !.

Mine ( Taylor’s Verison ) — BevBrill

- Okayokay. tell me this is not them core? they are like the only ship that doesnt have SO much angst between them. ( dont get me wrong i thrive for the angst. )

- they are so each others anchorsidc.

- they just FIT.

- like wdym brill has had a crush on bev since middle school. like wdym.

- they are my babies and i will DIE on the hill that this song is them.

Sparks Fly ( Taylor’s Verison ) — MARBIT.

- “my mind forgets to remind me you’re a bad idea” ofc a soc girl being with a greaser is a bad idea but marcia doesn’t care.

- the only thing is that twobit doesnt have green eyes LMAO.

- sparks flying whenever they are around is so true. Especially in the movie, and the cut scene from jolla, because they were so smilly and giggly when they first meet.

- “i’m on guard for the rest of the world, but with you, i know its no good”

- “im captivated by you, baby, like a fireworks show.”

Back To December ( Taylor’s Verison ) — Parry

- come on. do i have to EXPLAIN.

- i would say this is more paul to darry.. but that is HEAVILY debatable.

- “Wishin I’d realized what I had when you were mine” I think this is Pauls thoughts when he sees Darry wearing woren out shirt he had given him when they were a thing. And it just causing him to think about everything.. everything in meaning Darry.

- “When your birthday passed and I didn’t call.” THAT ONE UNFATEFUL BIRTHDAY OF DARRYS. you wonder how much guilt Paul mustve had. and secretly all he wanted to do was comfort Darry.

- I know i keep mentioning Pauls thoughts. But that doesnt disclose from Darrys.

- I feel like hes mostly the one saying hed go back to december ALL the time.

Speak Now ( Taylor’s Verison ) — Chetsoda — little bit of chetchersoda

- IS IT CRAZY TO SAY THIS?

- i know this ship is not as popular but I CAN NOT THINK OF THEM.

- like soda watching from behind because he wasn’t invited because of lets just say cherry for this instance.

- all soda wants to do is speak up and take his man back.

- AND HE DOES.

- do i know if chet would go to soda… thats up for discussion.

( dear john could be cherry and bob.. but i wanna keep this light hearted LMAOO. )

( mean is like the greasers to the socs ! )

The Story Of Us ( Taylor’s Verison ) — Parry

- Remember how I said Back to December is like Pauls thoughts.. yeah this song is Darrys.

- This has a lot of angry behind it and I think that voices Darry, but I think his anger is just because of his broke heart..

- it also shows lots of confusion which SCREAMS darry trying to figure out why Paul randomly stop talking to Darry.

- “Is it killing you like its killing me?”

- like okay we get it boyfriends you are speak now core.

Enchanted ( Taylor’s Verison ) - MarciaCherry

- okay this is a hot topic.

- and honestly i wanted to do a not so popular one.

- this could be so them . ESPECIALLY the “please don’t be in love with someone else” like Marcia hoping Cherry isn’t truly in love with Bob.

- Because she wants it to be her.

- with how sweet this song is, its just them.

- them being “enchanted” to meet each other is so true because they just complete each other. They are always around each other and if not somethings wrong.

Innocent ( Taylor’s Verison ) — Cherry TO Bob.

- okay this broke my heart. and this isn’t like a couple one, just like cherry speaking to Bob after everything went down.

- because with how much she defends Bob after his death and what he did just screams this song.

- “Who you are is not what you did, you’re still an innocent.”

- cherry is the only one who saw the good side of Bob, of course she’d have this mindset and nobody blames her.

Haunted ( Taylor’s Verison ) — PB & J ( Platonically )

- okay i may say most of this song is not them at all.

- but the parts that mostly made me think of them is when she sings “come on don’t leave me like this” like ponyboy begging for johnny to stay.

- “you’re all i wanted”

- and the haunted part, We actually see Johnny “haunting” Ponyboy throughout the musical so I thought that would be an creative thing to add

- BUT ALSO! when it comes for the part “he will try to take away my pain” I think of Darry and Soda trying to make Ponyboy happy again but all he can think about is Johnny.

Last Kiss ( Taylor’s Verison ) — CherryxBob

- sigh. why do I do this to myself.

- they couldve had it all.

- “you told me you loved me so whyd you go” THAT CAN GO BOTH WAYS.

- and please don’t forget that I’m not defending Bob for what he did please, don’t get mad at me..

- i think this song is just both them aching for each other and understanding that the way they ended was harsh and them from the beginning would never think of it YK?”

Ours ( Taylor’s Verison ) — AcePop

- Hear me out?

- “if you were here, we’d laugh about their vacant stares” just because ace and sodapop are always laughing around each other ( or soda is trying to make ace laugh ) they would just laugh at the smallest things.

- this song gives very quiet and peaceful love between each other and not expressing it to the world

- they don’t want peoples opinions or rather they don’t care.

- they are just in love and living.

Thenas Corner !

i hope i dont upset anyone with this 😓

[fullmusicbardsquared]

I'm David Phillip- call me Dave or Phillip this is my blog & this is my pinned. I like to talk in detail to be as thorough as possible so this is a little long.

🐟I regularly blog about:

MY OCS. god in heaven, you will hear about my ocs unless you simply don't follow me or filter out their names. they enchant me, they bewitch me, and I cannot resist it - I have tried and it doesn't work. I post about fantastical 'jukebox musical' Vinyl Hell (the bigger obsession), and a currently unnamed technically-scifi-but-not-really narrative (the bigger wip) - detailed summary here - questions and thoughts and critiques are always welcome

music - most consistently David Byrne & Talking Heads, with other things I will post a link & reblog it a bit. monthly artist picture for an example (but ignore what's in the second spot Ok. Okay)

Star Trek - I have finished TOS & TNG so it's mostly those two, but I am halfish through DS9 and have just began Voyager, so specific episodes will usually be from those

after I watch a movie, I usually reblog things about it. if it's something I feel like I really connected with, or will rewatch it, it'll get a tag. I have a letterboxd too :]

I used to be into JoJo's Bizarre Adventure, from my first inklings here (SCARY) until early 2024. I am no longer reading it, but I will reblog posts about it (especially ones by my friends), and sometimes post manga colorings.

🦈 information about me (a little heavier than the rest of this pinned):

I am a trans man (18) and aromantic*. I don't really engage with either community on here though, especially the transmasc one. I don't mean this in some smug "I'm one of the GOOD ONES" way, I'm being honest. *I am also asexual to a degree, but I rarely think/feel about sexual attraction and so I'd rather define myself as aromantic

I am STUPID. I am not being self critical or negative, I am being honest - I am not smart, and I am not good at anything, and dreams are nothin more than wishes. to some degree I like to try and practice being moderately intelligent, so many of my posts are like that.

I'm not very energetic when talking to people, so if I seem nervous or beating around the bush talking to you, it's not anything you've done. I'm also not very good at responding to positivity or compliments because I usually end up feeling like they're overblown/overdone, so if I'm awkward there, it's not at you.

I do not have an income or any kind of gaming platform, and I am currently in school and thus have homework, so I will basically never interact with tumblr's game | show | movie of the week even if I want to.

if you care about neurodivergency, I am neurotypical*, so tell me if I do something wrong or offensive. sometimes I get emotional, upset, depressed, or have suicidal feelings out of nowhere, but I usually get over it in a few minutes - if you see that, don't worry about it. I have trouble remembering what I did when upset, so it stresses me out to have people worried about me. don't respond unless it's something neutral like a hug emoji or you're one of my friends (friends I define as any mutual I've talked to). *I have been informed that I am not, but only by my friends, and I don't wish to misrepresent myself and be one of those people who do it for trendy points.

🐟specific tags I use:

#talking in my head (tag used for my general communication)

#my art

#vinyl hell tag (where i put plot-related things for it)

#my ocs (for general / fun stuff)

#goodei's world/goodei's story (world is worldbuilding story is plot)

#feelings 1997: feelings of neutrality anger exasperation happiness

#fish on (tag for aquatic things when I remember)

#my edits <3 (for when i color manga panels)

🦈 dni: people who think aromantics & asexuals are not queer / not real. that's it really anyone else I'd block...wouldn't follow me LOL.

currently-ish watching & analyzing per episode: Twin Peaks

promo post for my best friend's current work

pictures & gifs under the cut

🐟resonant pictures:

this could be y'all about me

🦈 loving gifs & blinkers:

these blinkies are gifts from @doyouremem8erme

[thatrandomartistjavi]

Actors that were in Alice in Wonderland media and where you might know them better from. Part 1: 1930s-1960s

This has been something that I've been wanting to do for a bit. Specifically in video mode but I also wanted to put it in text form for people who don't have Tiktok(because YouTube will not let me post a video with the amount of clips from different movies). While I did try to put everyone here, I probably won't identify every actor from all medias or even know their roles. I also excluded actors where I legitimetly didn't know who the characters were in movie and also one time appearances in outside shows. So please refrain from being annoying in these posts.

Part 1(you're here!!)| Part 2 | Part 3

1933-

Roscoe Ates as the Fish Footman: Roscoe from Freaks William Austin as the Gryphon: Alfred from Batman(1943) Raymond Hatton as the Mouse: Gringoire from Hunchback of Notre Dame(1923) Sterling Holloway as the Frog Footman: Winnie the Pooh from The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh Kaa from The Jungle Book Adult Flower from Bambi Roquefort from The Aristocats Ethel Griffies as Ms. Simpson(Alice's governess): Mrs. Bundy from The Birds Billy Barty as the Pig Baby: Bait Mouse from The Rescuers Down Under

1949-

Felix Aylmer as Dr. Liddell/Cheshire Cat: The Narrator from The Thief and the Cobbler

1951-

Kathryn Beaumont as Alice: Wendy Darling from Peter Pan Ed Wynn as the Mad Hatter: Uncle Albert from Mary Poppins Richard Hadyn as the Caterpillar: Max Detweiler from The Sound of Music Herr Falkstein from Young Frankenstein Verna Felton as the Queen of Hearts: Mrs. Jumbo from Dumbo The Fairy Godmother from Cinderella Flora from Sleeping Beauty Aunt Sara from Lady and the Tramp Winnifred from The Jungle Book Pearl Slaghoople from The Flintstones J. Pat O'Malley as the Tweedles: Cyril Proudbottom from The Adventures of Ichabod and Mr. Toad Jasper Baddun from 101 Dalmatians Colonel Hathi from The Jungle Book Bill Thompson as the White Rabbit/Dodo: Mr. Smee from Peter Pan Jock from Lady and the Tramp King Hubert from Sleeping Beauty Professor Owl from The Magical World of Disney(Tho most people know this character better as the guy who starts those sing along tapes/dvds) Scrooge McDuck from Scrooge McDuck and Money Uncle Waldo from The Aristocats Heather Angel as Alice's Sister: Mrs. Darling from Peter Pan Sterling Holloway as the Cheshire Cat: Winnie the Pooh from The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh Kaa from The Jungle Book Adult Flower from Bambi Roquefort from The Aristocats Queenie Leornard as Bird in tree/Iris: Princess from 101 Dalmatians Doris Lloyd as The Red Rose: Baroness Eberfield from The Sound of Music Jimmy MacDonald as Dormouse: Dopey from Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs Bongo/Lumpjaw from Fun and Fancy Free The first voice for Chip the chipmunk The voice for Mickey Mouse after Walt Disney Jaq/Gus/Bruno from Cinderella Thurl Ravenscroft as one of the card gardeners: (Note: All of The Mellomen played these gardeners and they have been in other Disney movies as background singers like the pirates in Peter Pan or the dogs in Lady and the Tramp, Thurl did the most when it comes to significant roles so I'm only gonna count him on this list) Captain the Horse from 101 Dalmatians Singer in You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch Thing 1 from The Cat in the Hat Kirby from The Brave Little Toaster Fritz from The Enchanted Tiki Room Uncle Theodore from Haunted Mansion Tony the Tiger Geoffrey the Giraffe

1955-

Elsa Lanchester as the Red Queen: The Bride from The Bride of Frankenstein Katie Nanna from Mary Poppins J. Pat O'Malley as the Tweedles: Cyril Proudbottom from The Adventures of Ichabod and Mr. Toad Jasper Baddun from 101 Dalmatians Colonel Hathi from The Jungle Book Alice Pearce as the Dormouse: Gladys Kravitz from Bewitched Tom Bosley as the Knave of Hearts: Maurice from The Beauty and the Beast(1994 musical) Karl Swenson as Humpty Dumpty: Merlin from The Sword in the Stone

BBC(1966)-

Peter Cook as the Hatter: The Impressive Clergyman from The Princess Bride Peter Sellers as the King of Hearts: Inspector Jacques Clouseau from The Pink Panther(1963) Michael Gough as the March Hare: Alfred Pennyworth from Burton Batman and its sequels Elder Gutknecht from Corpse Bride David Battley as the Executioner: Mr. Turkentine from Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory

Through the Looking Glass(1966)-

Jimmy Durante as Humpty Dumpty: Narrator from Frosty the Snowman Agnes Moorehead as the Red Queen: Endora from Bewitched Jack Palance as the Jabberwock: Carl Grissom from The Batman(1989) Sir Rothbart from The Swan Princess(1994) Ricardo Montalbán as the White King: Grandpa Valentin Avellan from Spy Kids Khan Noonien Singh from Star Trek II- Wrath of Khan

What's a Nice Kid Like You Doing in a Place Like This(The New Alice in Wonderland)(1966)-

Daws Butler as King of Hearts/March Hare: Yogi Bear from The Yogi Bear Show Elroy Jetson from The Jetsons Chilly Willy from The Woody Woodpecker Show(1964) The Fish(Karlos K. Krinklebein) from The Cat in the Hat Sammy Davis Jr. as the Cheshire Cat(movie): Josh Howard from Ocean's 11 Scatman Crothers as the Cheshire Cat(record): Scat Cat from The Aristocats Dick Hallorann from The Shinning Jazz from The Transformers(1984) Allan Melvin as Alice's Father/Humphrey Dumpty: Electro from Spider-Man and His Amazing Friends Don Messick as Dormouse/Fluff: Bamm-Bamm Rubble from The Flintstones Boo-Boo Bear from The Yogi Bear Show Astro from The Jetsons Snip from Rankin Bass' Jack Frost Ratchet from The Transformers(1984) Scooby-Doo from Scooby-Doo(until his retirement in 1996) Howard Morris as the White Rabbit: Gopher from The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh Jughead Jones from The Archie Show(1968) Janet Waldo as Alice: Judy Jetson from The Jetsons Josie from Josie and the Pussycats

Alice of Wonderland in Paris(1966)-

Norma MacMillan as Alice: Casper from The New Casper Cartoon Show Gumby from The Gumby Show

[snowblack-charcoalwhite]

Hi.

What's your opinion on Disney remakes of the animated classics in the last few years? It is again heavily discussed now when the new snow white movie flopped hard and due to all the controversies concerning the lead actress. Idk, to me it seems like they have a recipe for success because the original animated movies were great (snow white, little mermaid, beauty and the beast, sleeping beauty... ) and the only thing they have to do is simply choose the right cast and just follow the story. But they constantly ignore this basic rule by relentlessly pushing certain agenda which is always harmful to the original stories many people grew up with, not to mention disrespectful to the audience. If they want to be politically correct and "modern" they should come up with an original story and then inject into it whatever messages and social commentary they want. But this trend of destroying Disney's legacy is as ridiculous as it is sad and I wonder if they'll ever learn the lesson. Some things should not be changed just because someone feels the need to "lecture" the masses. Rachel Zegler wasn't a good choice for the role of Snow White nor was Halle Bailey for Ariel, just like Margot Robbie or Lily James wouldn't be good choices for Pocahontas or Mulan. Not to mention all the other "interventions" in the stories that are painfully predictable by now. Imho the only decent remake was 2015 Cinderella and that's just sad. Idk what the heck Hollywood in general turned into, but apparently they are unable to make a good movie anymore and it shows more and more. Activism comes first, I guess, not the art and at least a little bit of respect for the audience.

Anyway, I would like to hear your opinion on this.

Hi!

First of all, I have to say that there are Disney live-action remakes I haven't watched - and to be honest, have zero desire to watch (like Mulan, The Little Mermaid and Snow White). However, I did watch quite a few of the rest - and the only ones I liked were Cinderella and Beauty and the Beast (regarding B&B - except for Belle casting: nothing personal, I just genuinely believe Emma Watson to be a bad actress - and a mediocre singer).

But even without being able to take into account all of the remakes, I do agree with you here. IMO the general state of filmmaking has been deteriorating for quite some time - ever since the studios' greed turned it from the labour of love into a soulless cash grabbing. They are not creating art that enchants but making product that sells.

And Disney's strategy feels particularly despicable to me. They keep trying to monetize all the love and warm feeling of nostalgia millions of people have for cartoons and movies of the past - and do it in the crudest and most disrespectful ways possible. They either push the woke agenda where it doesn't belong or try to please everyone (or the majority of the audience) - all in the name of making more money in whatever ways they could. And either way the result is a mess.

That's literally the problem of modern film and TV industry:

All of this is extremely sad - and it makes me appreciate new movies/shows whose creators actually put their heart and soul into them even more. All hail to those who care about what their work actually is and not just about how much money it brings.

Good day/night to you and thank you for the ask!

[wyntereyez]

GalaxyCon

I should probably post about GalaxyCon before I forget everything, huh? 

My first day was Saturday and I. Was not prepared. Most of the cons I’ve attended are fandom-specific, and can draw large crowds, but nothing compared to this. According to a news article the next day, there were some 50,000 attendees.

I’d originally only planned to go Saturday, but then Colin’s panel was announced for Sunday, so I got another ticket for then. Saturday was spent beating my way through the crowds (or, more accurate, being beaten) - and getting my photo op with Colin.

It’s been four years since I’d last seen him at Enchanted 2, and damn, he looked amazing. The op was brief, because they do thousands of photos in one day, so I barely had time to do more than say ‘hi’ and ‘thank you.’ He thanked me for coming, and at that point I remembered just how blue his eyes were, and how lovely that Irish brogue is, since it’s currently very thick after being in Ireland for so long. Yup, I still swoon for Colin.

I didn’t get an autograph, but a friend did, and I hung around in line with her until were almost to Colin. His line was so long, it wrapped into the next aisle. I’m not sure the staff anticipated his popularity. And while I was in line, someone told Colin how long his line was, and he gave a little “Yeah!” and put up his arms.

Then we have the Sunday panel. I’m trying to remember as much as I can, but I know I’ll miss things. I’ll put it under a cut, since this is starting to run long.

First of all, kudos to the panel moderator, who helped rephrase questions and guide Colin so he could follow strike rules. That can’t have been easy, so good on GalaxyCon for being prepared and still being able to give us a great panel experience.

Colin was introduced as that actor from That Show, and That Other Show, and That One Movie, etc. At some point, OUAT became ‘The Thing,’ and now I want to embrace that as the show’s alternate title. Also, that would be an awesome crossover.

Anyway... We got a brief introduction, and Colin talked about how hot it was (it had been well over 90 degrees, with a Real Feel of over a hundred, on the day he arrived) and how he’d chosen to wear a suit jacket over his t-shirt and had Regrets.

He apologized for if he was difficult to understand, because he knew how thick his accent was, but someone yelled out they loved it, which he then said was why he brought it up, because he wanted people to say that.

He also said he was doing the panel because he liked having people tell him how great he was, to which the moderator had the entire crowd yell out, “You’re great!”

Then we got to the most bizarre mix of questions I’ve ever heard, and it was wonderful. Things we learned included:

- Colin owns 30 guitars, one of which belonged to Ringo Starr. He has another one that belonged to someone famous, but I can’t remember whom

- If he were a dog breed, he’d be a black Labrador retriever mix

- If he were a comic book superhero (the comic part is very important) he’d want to be Batman. He wanted to be Superman once, but now he wants to be Batman. He earned a blue candy for this, which he promptly put in his mouth with predictable results. Dude, don’t eat candy when you know you’re gonna have questions, LOL.

- Voice acting roles aren’t taboo, so he talked a bit about how different it was to voice Douxie, and how different it was to do dialogue in a booth because he had to be more dynamic rather than speak normally. He also at one point did a bit of Gerry the Leprechaun for us.

- Colin was asked about his feelings on ‘Rise of the Titans.’ He said he enjoyed it, then said he trusted the writers to know what’s best for the characters. I’m not sure if that’s how he really felt, or if he’s just being careful.

- If he were two scoops of ice cream, he’d be pistachio and vanilla - the real vanilla, with the bean.

- He likes pineapple on pizza. He will accept no criticism of this.

- If that one character with the thing on his hand had a dog breed, it would be a black Labrador retriever mix.

- Something he did for The Thing was play INXS’s ‘Need You Tonight’ and did a little strut while wearing the coat. Colin demonstrated. I died.

- When asked what comic villain he would want to be, he said the Joker. This earned him a green candy. He ate it, though he also said he didn’t care for the candy. Colin, why.

- If he could have one mythical creature as a pet, it would be Cerberus. But the heads would be black Labrador retriever mixes. I’m starting to think Colin really loves his dog.

- At one point, Colin said he was having a lot of trouble with this, and that he was worried he’d say the wrong thing. The panel mod assured him that he was doing well. I felt bad for him, because yeah, this can’t have been easy.

- Colin was asked what his most ridiculous phobia is. Colin answered that he fears NOTHING. Except panels.

- When asked if he still talks to people from The Thing, he said a very firm but teasing NO - then proceeded to list a number of people that he does, in fact, talk to.

- Then there’s the beard... at the end of the panel, he said he can’t talk about it, but there’s a reason he has the ‘stupid beard.’ He really doesn’t like it, and it’s kind of hilarious that thanks to the strike, he’s kinda stuck with it for an indeterminate period of time.

And that’s all I remember. If you have more, please add to this post!

[jellie-the-aqua-puma]

Hi...if you don't mind me asking, who are your favorite romantic relationship's couples in books/ manga/ anime/movies/tv series (can be canon or non-canon)? Why do you love them? Sorry if you've answered this question before......Thanks....

Hi! Thanks for your ask! This is a good question, and this is my first ask so don’t apologize! Currently my mains are

Dazai/Chuuya aka Soukoku from BSD, I really like their dynamic, just the familiarity they had when they came on screen for the first time together. I think Bungou is really well execute though, so S2 showing that they still can come together and pretty much treat each other the same way / exasperation with no heat? And then the light novels are soo helpful too! I really think they’re sweet for each other, and I just think that’s neat! Plus there’s so much to unpack with their relationship! Yeah Chuuya wasn’t happy when Dazai left, but did he really resent him for it? Did he take it personally? What are they going to do now? All they do whenever they’re together is their best to protect each other.

Gojo Satoru / Geto Suguru from Jujutsu Kaisen, the tragedy! Oh man! It took me a bit to get on board with this, but I’m in for life now. It was the “My six eyes tell me your Geto but my soul knows otherwise.” I haven’t looked back. Gojo so shamelessly admitted that and Geto fighting back? They actually remind me a lot of Soukoku, with the obvious being Gojo = Dazai and Geto = Chuuya, but also Gojo was the one who got left just like Chuuya. So much went wrong for these two when it didn’t have to! If Geto had just took the time to explain, if he didn’t stubbornly try to rationalize his mistake, if Gojo had not taken Geto’s words at face value, if he’d’ve pushed a little more. I really love the impact they had in each other. Geto is the reason Gojo pushes for a better future for young sorcerers (does not seem like it’s going that well) and Gojo was the reason Geto wanted to make the world a better place for sorcerers.

Sun Jing / Qiu Tong from Tamen De Gushi (Their Story), a Chinese manhua. The story is just so cute, innocent, and straight forward. No screwing around, misunderstandings, annoying drama, etc.

Galo / Lio from Promare - this movie was so good! These two are really cute! I’m gonna say they’re semi-canon …

Hua Cheng / Xie Lian Heaven Official’s Blessing. Tragic characters when separated but together work towards their best future! Love it.

Cheng Xiaoshi / Lu Guan from Link Click I watched this on a whim and was so impressed by the characters and story! Im super interested to see where their relationship will take them, especially after what’s been revealed in S2, which I’m still reeling from! I am eagerly waiting for season 3!

I’m curious about yours now! What would you say yours are?

Honorable Mentions in no particular order below the cut

Yeong-sin and Seo-bi from Kingdom (kdrama) even though they don’t interact much, them being the only two survivors of the zombie epidemic in Jiyulheon is really what sets them a part for me although anytime they’re around others they act like they don’t know each oher.

TodoDeku was super cute in a very innocent kind of way. I liked that Todoroki was the first person who wasn’t Izuku’s friend who to saw his potential and see him as competition. I haven’t followed My Hero since S4 tho.

Yoruichi / Soi Fon Bleach; I felt Soi Fon’s devastation, to be joined at the hip and devoted and then abandoned and left behind. Yoruichi is merciless, she didn’t gaf lol.

Speed / Trixie sealed in by the 2008 Speed Racer live actions. They were crazy in the anime.

Astrid / Hiccup from the HTTYD film franchise, what a power couple.

Nancy / Edward from Enchanted, they are wasted by Disney but they’re oh so cute!

Aurora / Phillip from Sleeping Beauty, they are also wasted by Disney.

Goku/Chichi Dragon Ball, Chichi is wasted by Akira.

Steve / Bucky too, from Captain America, the way Steve was constantly ready to raise hell for Bucky got me. I pretend anything Phase 3 and after didn’t happen.