#james p sullivan x reader

[dreamsoflightvalley]

Two of Skates (James P Sullivan X Reader)

Summary: You’re an introvert who isn’t too keen on attending one of Roar Omega Roar’s famous ragers, if anything you’d rather attend one of Oozma Kappa’s small gatherings. You prefer good times and pizza over goo pong and crazy stunts… Oh, and of course your crush on Sullivan plays a part in the decision too.

Content: Completely SFW, romance, introverted reader, gender neutral reader, copious amounts of pizza, overall wholesomeness and good times! Also, skating.

A/N: Was thinking of Total Eclipse of the Heart while writing this (specifically the Nicki French cover). Enjoy!

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Monsters University, one of the most prestigious scaring schools out there, was not immune to the party culture that prevailed in just about every college.

Every other week like clockwork RΩR would throw a rager that was open to the entire campus, and it’d keep going well into the night. Exams had just ended, so naturally all of the top scarers in that house were partying. Every house was to attend the party, but standout group Oozma Kappa was definitely uninvited.

You watched as your dorm buddy did her makeup in front of her vanity while rubbing your arm. “You’re coming with us, right Y/N?” Your friend turned to you, tilting her head.

“I dunno… Isn’t there any other house throwing their own party?” You asked, looking out the window to see students in droves flooding into the RΩR house. You couldn’t stand half the members in that group, they were so full of themselves and didn’t hesitate to pick on you for not having a pedigree like them. So what if your parents weren’t top scarers? So what if you didn’t make all A’s? That kind of stuff shouldn’t matter, but to them it did. It also didn’t help that Johnny Worthington had a penchant for singling you out specifically.

“Well, OK or whatever their house name is, is having their own party. They’re going to a roller rink or something,” She scoffed with a smile, turning back to the mirror. “The short squishy one handed me an invitation earlier, it was kinda cute… And also kinda sad,” She chuckled, clearly having no intentions to abandon a big RΩR party to go hang out with a bunch of dweebs at a roller rink.

Oddly enough, that sounded right up your alley.

“Where’d you put it?” You asked.

“Oh, it’s in my backpack. I was gonna throw it away, but I’d feel bad doing it right in front of the little guy,” She admitted sheepishly.

You went over to her backpack and scrounged through it, finding the hand drawn pamphlet rather quickly. It had a little drawing of all the members inside alongside a date, time, and address for the party. Free rides are being offered to anyone who needs them, yadda yadda… Oh, and pizza too?

“Don’t tell me you’re gonna miss out on a Roar Omega Roar party for that!” She folded her arms, giving you a stern look.

“Oh, come on! It sounds like fun! Besides, you know I can’t stand Johnny. He picks on me even with you around,” You grabbed your thoroughly worn jacket off the back of your desk chair, shrugging it on.

“You’re just saying that because you wanna hang out with your lover James.~”

“Am not!”

“Are too!”

You grabbed the scooter by the door and stuck your tongue out playfully at your friend, and she returned the gesture.

“You know I hate going to parties without you,” She watched as you grabbed your ita bag, pulling the strap over your shoulder. “But I guess I can manage,” She sighed dramatically, leaning back and closing her eyes. It only took her a few seconds to open one to see if her attempts to stop you were working.

“I know you will,” You reassured her, twirling your keys in hand. “But at least you won’t have to stand with me by the snack table the whole time anymore, you can go and play goo pong with the girls… Maybe make a move of your own on that Crystal chick you’ve been diggin’,” You scooted out of the door before your friend could scold you for teasing, popping your headphones on so that you could drown out the nearby music.

You managed to weave through the gaps in the crowd with relative ease, the noise canceling allowed you to follow the beat of your own music and ignore the bass that rumbled through the ground as you passed the noisy fraternity. The OK house wasn’t too far from campus, not on scooter at least. Right as you arrived you could already see the members boarding into an old van, you were just barely on time.

Of course Sulley was the one to notice you scooting towards them, a heavy hand resting atop the car. He was about to duck into the back seat but he saw you and perked up immediately— so fast that he bumped his head on the roof of the car. He shook it off as he stood up straight, raising a curious brow at your arrival.

“Y/N?”

You took your headphones off and paused your music, breathing a little heavily as you fished into your back to pull out a slightly crumpled up invitation. “I heard you guys were throwing your own party…” You held it out to them shyly, still scared of rejection despite the fact that they were the definition of the rejects.

Squishy approached you and took the invite from your hands, a smile slowly creeping onto his face. “You… Actually showed up?” He looked up at you for confirmation, eyes bigger than usual. “Well of course they showed up, they’re right in front of you!” Mike gestured towards you, happier than he’d like to admit. He was in disbelief too, since literally no one would turn down a Roar Omega Rager the way you just did. “Niiiice, stickin’ it to the man!” Art wasn’t one to look a gift pig in the mouth, so he was quick to accept you aboard. “N-No one’s ever come to an Oozma Kappa party before, no one outside of us at least! This is gonna be awesome!” Terri jumped excitedly, forcing Terry’s half of the body to also move with him. “Not to be that guy, but we’d better hurry up before the pizza gets cold. No one wants to eat cold pizza,” Terry put a hand on his brother’s shoulder, trying to calm him down. Just then, Squishy’s mom piped up from the front seat.

“Come on now, kiddos! That rink isn’t gonna skate itself.”

You waited for everyone else to enter the van, unsure of where you were gonna squeeze in. Squishy climbed into the front seat, Art, Terri, and Terry were in the far back, leaving the middle row to you, Mike, and Sullivan.

Mike got the window seat on the left side, and since you didn’t want to get between the two Sulley sat in the middle without complaint, only because it meant he got to sit next to you.

You closed the door on your side and quickly realized how cramped of a ride this was going to be, the moment the door shut you were walled into the corner by a dense wall of warm, teal fur. In a weird way it was cozy, and you did get to get a nice whiff of him from here…

Sheri turned on the radio as she started to drive, and there was some quiet idle chatter among the others…

“So…” You began, trying to get over your shyness. “You remembered my name..?”

“Hmm?” Sulley looked over at you, though you were hard to see compared to his shoulder. “Oh, your name. Yeah, of course I do. I have a great memory.”

You found it odd since the two of you never really interacted much. You were sure that you introduced yourself, during class but you didn’t expect him to actually… Remember. The encounter was so brief after all. Since then you’d occasionally run into each other (mostly due to you looking for him), but he always seemed too busy for you.

“That’s a bunch of malarky! You have terrible memory. You know how many study sessions we’ve had and you still can’t remember the name of New Eekland’s first prime minister?”

Mike butt in the first chance he got, he had a right to after how viciously Sulley used to tease him when they were freshman.

“When am I ever gonna need that information, history is boring! I don’t choose what I get to remember, I just trust that whatever my noggin thinks is important and retain that.”

Oh, so you were important enough to remember? Interesting.

“Keep thinkin’ like that and you’ll only remember sandwich ingredients, and maybe a few scarers if you’re lucky.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at their banter, their friendship never ceasing to amuse you. It was clear that they chided each other out of compassion, if they didn’t like each other they definitely wouldn’t be here right now.

The conversation started to liven up as the drive went on, and for the most part you were simply enjoying the friendly environment and listening to the others talk. Only when the group settled down at their own booth did you get the chance to talk about yourself.

“My friend wanted to go, but honestly? This is so much better than whatever they could possibly be doing right now,” You nearly salivated at the sight of the stringy cheese still clinging onto the pizza for dear life. “I’m not really crazy about big parties like that. They’re so…”

“Loud?” Terri asked.

“Disorienting?” Art chimed in.

“Jock centric?” Mike rolled his eyes.

“Annoying?” Terry groaned.

“Chaotic?” Squishy was the last to finish the chain, since Sulley had nothing against parties. If anything he liked that kind of environment, so when everyone looked at him all he had to say was “What?”

“Uh, yeah, that!” You licked the grease off your fingers after you finished your first slice, already going in for another. “I’d rather be in a small group with nice people I kinda know than be in a den of strangers with only a friend or two, y’know… Quality over quantity.”

Just then, Sheri and Don came back with arms full of skates, each to your respective sizes and foot shapes. Don did a lot of the carrying thanks to his suckers. “We got yer skates, now let’s hit the floor!” Don’s energy was refreshing, but you wanted to stay at the table a little longer. “I think I’ll eat a little more first, after all it uh… Seems like you guys ordered quite a bit,” You glanced at the boxes upon boxes of uneaten pizza, stomach growling loudly.

“Yeah, I’ll hang back too. Y’know, to help,” Sulley shrugged, looking back and forth as he rubbed the back of his head. Sheri caught on immediately, but didn’t say anything. “Alright, we’ll leave you to it,” She guided Don and the others away before he could say anything, giving the two of you a wink and thumbs up as they walked away.

You and James locked eyes for a moment before you shyly looked away.

“Dunno what that was about,” He played dumb, a purple tint washing over the fur on his face.

“Y-Yeah, me neither,” You aired out your collar slightly, trying not to make things awkward.

A silence had settled between you as you ate for a little while. Truthfully, you didn’t want to make a fool of yourself in the rink since you had no idea how to skate whatsoever, but you acted like you were staying behind for the food. Why Sulley stayed behind is beyond you.

“Honestly… I’m no good at skating,” You admitted as you filled your plate once more.

“Oh yeah?” He smiled crookedly, filling his own plate at the same time as you.

“Yeah…”

He looked around as he scooped a slice into his mouth, making sure no one could hear but you. “Me neither.”

You smiled up at him, surprised that a mighty Sullivan would acknowledge something he couldn’t do. It was rare that James would admit to a fault of his, so even something this small was special. He had to like you at least a little bit.

The noise from the rink caught your attention, and from where you sat you could see Art spinning around in the middle while he held Terri and Terry up in the air. Sheri and Don held Squishy’s hands between them, helping him skate while Mike slipped and slid clumsily.

“You know, maybe if we skate together we’d be alright,” He folded his arms and leaned back, looking at you from the side of his eyes as he tried to gauge your reaction to his suggestion.

“What? You mean like… Two bad skaters come together to form one halfway decent skater? Our talent will balance itself out?”

“Something like that,” He shrugged.

You looked down at your loaded plate and then back at the rink, knowing full well you wouldn’t be able to finish all that pizza.

“You know what… Why the heck not,” You stood up and grabbed your skates, offering your hand to him.

“Heck?” He echoed as he took your hand, finding it funny that you didn’t say the other word.

“Yeah, heck! Hay is for horses.”

As the two of you made your way to the rink after putting your skates on, you held onto each other’s hand tightly. When one of you lost balance the other would make up for it, which was surprising given how large Sulley is.

You slowly stretched a leg into the rink, a love song playing over the speakers almost as soon as Sulley joined you. The colored lights shifted from blue and green to red and pink, the DJ sensing the spark between you two. It didn’t seem to matter to either of you though, since you were too busy trying not to fall onto your butts the whole time.

“H-Hey, this isn’t so bad!” You had to admit you didn’t think the idea would work, but as the two of you skated in circles you realized that struggling together made the process a lot easier than struggling alone. “I told you it’d work,” He smirked as he used his tail to grab Mike by the hand, steadying his balance. “How you doin’ back there little buddy?”

“Just peachy!” Mike’s knees were shaking like a leaf, but he wasn’t falling like earlier.

“Good, cause Y/N has an idea and you’re gonna help us!”

Before you put your skates on earlier, you mentioned the idea of giving out the pizza to everyone else who was there. Even if it was taken home for leftovers it would surely go bad, and if Mrs. Squishy got mad you’d be willing to pay her back… And James was nothing if not a risk taker.

Before Mike could even question it, Sulley dragged him screaming from the rink and back to the booth. You had a stack of pizza boxes on your free hand, as did Sulley… Mike, unfortunately, had them balancing on his head.

“Alright, who wants free pizza?” Sulley shouted, holding up the boxes with you as the crowd cheered.

All three of you skated around the building giving free boxes to anyone who wanted some, feeding the entire place better than the cooks did… And yes, even the cooks and cashiers got pizza breaks too.

As the mid-90s Europop song faded, you and Sullivan returned to the booth with some pizza to spare, reclining into the stiff seats as though they were the highest quality massage chairs the world had to offer. James had to pick and limp Mike up by the wrist and sit him down too.

All of you caught your breath together, but even after burning off all that energy you still kept your hands clasped together. You looked over at his palm, his grip softening ever so slightly. He was worried for a second that you’d want to let go, but when you squeezed his giant hand in yours he felt relief wash over him.

“You know… We should do this again sometime…” You smiled up at him.

“Yeah..?”

“Yeah…”

You shuffled a little closer to him, resting your head on his arm. In response he rested his head on top of yours, his bushy brows lowering over his eyes.

To Johnny’s surprise the next day, the school papers replaced the usual column going over the events of his parties with a new blurb on the “Cutest Couple on Campus,” the sight m causing him to spit his coffee out of shock.

“Wh-What the—?!”

[thatgrumpybxtch]

Monsters Inc scenario how Mike reacted when you (the humans older sister..Boo's older sister around 15 years old) stood up for your baby sister when Mike made some ridiculous assumptions about you both being killing machines...despite how badly you wanted to swear at Mike for assuming stupid things about you both..you knew better then to swear in a presence of a young toddler but you taught Mike a lesson for assuming things about people he doesn't know about and you told him to keep his mouth shut about your little sister before you do it for him...that forced Mike to begrudgingly apologise for badmouthing your sister and you. Being aggressive was the last thing that you want to be but there was no way you were allowing Mike to behave like an ass to you both. You used to have a scarer when you were very little and it was Randell unfortunately. You apologised to Sully for causing a scene...Sully didn't blame you.

https://youtu.be/9kdHmstb9vw (Refer to this in the scenario)

Major apologies for me putting this off for so long

Headcanons for being Boos older sister and standing up for her against Mike:

"Those things are killing machines!" Mike shouted gesturing towards you and your little sister

You groaned, "Oh come on! Will you stop calling us that."

You were beyond tired of Mike constantly saying something rude or down right hateful about you or Boo

Sully at least treated you both normally

And if you and Boo were going to be stuck in the monster world for awhile then Mike was going to learn to actually treat you both right

You angrily explained to Mike that if you all were going to work together to find a way out of here then he needed to not wear mittens as protection as if you and your sister would poison him with your touch

You also explained that you too understood that everyone was uncomfortable, hell you were uncomfortable being surrounded by scarers!

Mike had his arms crossed and foot tapping on the floor as he did a quiet rant to himself (and partly to Sully)

Sully shrugged not being sure what to say to you but telling Mike that you had a good point

[cherrygummycandy]

UUUUUUUGHHHHHH... I need to work on my Mario movies requests, but my Monsters University hyper-fixtation has hit me like a bus. Might need to make a sequel to my Scarer!Reader fix with Oozma Kappa and Roar Omega Roar.

[bestshipsmackdown]

Round One Masterlist

Side One

Side One: Group One: Round One

Mike Wheeler x Will Byers from Stranger Things vs. Caitlyn Kiramann x Vi from Arcane

Side One: Group Two: Round One

Evan Buckley x Eddie Diaz from 911 vs. Naruto Uzumaki x Sasuke Uchiha from Naruto

Side One: Group Three: Round One

Percy Jackson x Annabeth Chase from Percy Jackson & the Olympians vs. Buffy Summers x Spike from Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Side One: Group Four: Round One

Kazuki Kurusu x Rei Suwa from Buddy Daddies vs. Shibasaki Aizo x Someya Yujiro from Honeyworks[Confession Executive Committee]

Side One: Group Five: Round One

Gimli x Legolas from Lord of the Rings vs. Reki Kyan x Langa Hasegawa from Sk8 the Infinity

Side One: Group Six: Round One

Perfuma x Scorpia from She-Ra and the Princesses of Power vs. Caleb Widowgast x Essek Thelyss from Critical Role

Side One: Group Seven: Round One

Phoenix Wright x Miles Edgeworth from Ace Attorney vs. Jonathan Harker x Mina Murray from Dracula

Side One: Group Eight: Round One

Will Solace x Nico Di Angelo from Heroes of Olympus vs. Bakugou Katsuki x Todoroki Shouto from Boku No Hero Academia[My Hero Academia]

Side One: Group Nine: Round One

Gon Freecss x Killua Zoldyck from Hunter x Hunter vs. KJ Brandman x Mac Coyle from Paper Girls

Side One: Group Ten: Round One

Adora x Catra from She-Ra and the Princesses of Power vs. Howl Jenkins Pendragon x Sophie Hatter from Howl's Moving Castle

Side One: Group Eleven: Round One

Akira Kurusu/Ren Amamiya/Joker x Goro Akechi from Persona 5[Persona 5 Royal] vs. Crowley x Aziraphale from Good Omens

Side One: Group Twelve: Round One

Kim Dokja x Yoo Joonghyuk from Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint vs. Dustfinger x Resa from Inkheart

Side One: Group Thirteen: Round One

Edward Nygma x Oswald Cobblepot from Gotham vs. Enid Sinclair x Wednesday Addams from Wednesday

Side One: Group Fourteen: Round One

Korra x Asami from The Legend of Korra vs. Magnus Chase x Alex Fierro from Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard

Side One: Group Fifteen: Round One

Hiyori Suzumi x Yujiro Someya x Aizo Shibasaki from Honeyworks[Confession Executive Committee] vs. Eda Clawthorne x Raine Whispers from The Owl House

Side One: Group Sixteen: Round One

Lance x Keith from Voltron: Legendary Defender vs. Nancy Wheeler x Robin Buckley from Stranger Things

Side Two

Side Two: Group One: Round One

Rose Lalonde x Kanaya Maryam from Homestuck vs. Kaz Brekker x Inej Ghafa from Six of Crows

Side Two: Group Two: Round One

Jack Harkness x Rose Tyler x The Ninth Doctor from Doctor Who vs. Will Parry x Lyra Silvertongue from His Dark Materials

Side Two: Group Three: Round One

Dean Winchester x Castiel from Supernatural vs. Wylan Hendricks x Jesper Fahey from Six of Crows

Side Two: Group Four: Round One

Luz Noceda x Amity Blight from The Owl House vs. Dream x Hob from The Sandman

Side Two: Group Five: Round One

Hikaru Indou x Yoshiki Tsukajinaka from Hikaru ga Shinda Natsu vs. Bakugou Katsuki x Kirishima Eijirou from Boku No Hero Academia[My Hero Academia]

Side Two: Group Six: Round One

Troy Barnes x Abed Nadir from Community vs. Tara Maclay x Willow Rosenberg from Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Side Two: Group Seven: Round One

Yasmin “Yaz” Khan x The Thirteenth Doctor from Doctor Who vs. Merlin x Arthur Pendragon from Merlin

Side Two: Group Eight: Round One

Fred Jones x Daphne Blake x Velma Dinkley x Norville “Shaggy” Rogers from Scooby-Doo vs. Nomi Marks x Amanita Caplan from Sense8

Side Two: Group Nine: Round One

Imogen Temult x Laudna from Critical Role vs. Nana Osaki x Nana “Hachi” “Hachiko” Komatsu from Nana

Side Two: Group Ten: Round One

Michael “Mike” Wazowski x James P. Sullivan “Sulley” from Monsters, Inc. vs. Rapunzel x Eugene “Flynn Rider” Flitzherbert from Tangled

Side Two: Group Eleven: Round One

Link x Zelda from The Legend of Zelda vs. Captain Kirk x Spock from Star Trek

Side Two: Group Twelve: Round One

Gideon Nav x Harrowhark Nonagesimus from The Locked Tomb Series vs. Laura Moon x Mad Sweeney from American Gods

Side Two: Group Thirteen: Round One

Marinette Dupain-Cheng[Ladybug] x Adrien Agreste[Chat Noir] from Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir [Miraculous Ladybug] vs. Eddie Kaspbrak x Richie Tozier from It

Side Two: Group Fourteen: Round One

Yang Xiao Long x Blake Belladonna from RWBY vs. Bugs Bunny x Daffy Duck from Looney Tunes

Side Two: Group Fifteen: Round One

@bracket-bracket x @thecompetitionshowdowntournament x @ultimate-poll-tournament from tumblr.com vs. Death[El Lobo de la Muerte] x Puss in Boots x Kitty Softpaws from Puss in Boots: The Last Wish

Side Two: Group Sixteen: Round One

Todoroki Touya[Dabi] x Takami Keigo[Hawks] from Boku No Hero Academia[My Hero Academia] vs. Morticia Addams x Gomez Addams from The Addams Family

[ciaoteamo]

Curiosity killed the cat

pairings: james sullivan x reader

summary: You always get woken up by Sully at midnight when he comes out of your closet. But this time, you made sure to stay up, you were on a mission.

warnings: 18+ content, prob grammar errors

further warning: monster!sex, growling, marking, breeding, size difference, crying, sneaky sex, overstim

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3 Days. You had only 3 more days until summer was over and you start your third year in college.

Your major is chemistry. Science was something you found a little simpler than most subjects. You didn’t think it was that cool, but Sully? He loved it.

He enjoyed you telling him about what you learned for the week, sometimes asking you to do kiddy experiments too.

He was so adorable in that way, you always wondered if they all were like that on his side of the world. Is it something completely unreal? Or was it the same?

You always asked him to take you but he told you about how dangerous and fearful the monsters were. He actually told you about some little girl he used to see named Boo.

You could tell she was like a daughter to him. That’s actually how the two of you crossed paths, he climbed in your door one day by accident, looking for her.

You remembered how scared, confused, and interested you were in him. In someways, you still felt those feelings toward him, but recently, you’ve found yourself fantasizing about him.

You were always one to chase after your dreams, this time in a more literal sense. Tomorrow you have to leave and it wouldn’t be for another few months until you’d see him again.

Besides, how often do people get the opportunity to be in this situation? Sleep on a huge soft monster that visits you three times a week, have someone who has the same interests as you, have someone you connected with on a deeper scale.

Anyways, it’s time to get into the now. You check your alarm clock. 11:46. He should be coming soon. You have out his favorite snacks, fresh sheets, dim lighting, slightly revealing silk pjs, and usually you had on a hair wrap, this was a special occasion however, so you took it off and made yourself look pretty.

Your confidence was high, it felt like you were about to ask some younger shy person if it was true that they had a crush on you.

You suddenly hear your closet hangers knock against each other. You intensely stare at the door, losing your confidence as the seconds pass.

“geez, you’ve been shopping too much” James emerges from the doorway with a smirk. It was quickly replaced by an ecstatic expression once he laid eyes on the food.

“you know what, i should take this back then” You joke, pretending to pack up the cuisine.

“no no! i’m sorry” He chuckles, holding your hand in place to stop you. You look down and look up at him, he takes his hand off and awkwardly apologizes.

“how have you been?” You ask, smiling as you watch him devour everything.

“oh real good, guess who got a promotion” He dusts his shoulders.

“congratulations! you deserve it” You say.

“thanks, been working hard enough” He chuckles.

You talk and joke around while you eat the food, joking each other in the process. He tells you stories about his college days, some of it had you laughing so hard that your stomach was hurting.

When he finished you turned up the television, and comfortable silence was initiated after the last bite.

“so, we aren’t going to talk about you leaving soon?” He says flatly.

“well..” You look away.

“come on (N/N), you’re leaving in three days, we have to find something to send you away with!” He semi pouts.

“um…” Your heart was in your ass. You got this (Y/N). If anything goes wrong you can just never come back. You only live once.

“i mean it just doesn’t feel right that i got all this good food when you’re the one going away” He babbles on.

“…we could kiss…” You interrupt him quietly.

“hm?”

Jesus christ. “i said we could kiss..” You look away. You get silence in return and turn back to him, moving yourself closer to the head of the bed to hug yourself.

“it’s okay if you don’t want to… i just-“ Your words were cut off by a gentle kiss on the lips. You’re shocked at first, but you close your eyes and move your lips on rhythm with his soft ones.

The moment was blissful, strangely enough, both of you kept your hands to yourselves. Your tongues tasting everything both of you just ate.

Your breathing starts to get out of hand, resulting in both of you pulling away to regain composure.

“wow” He sighs.

“wow is right, i didn’t expect that” You raise your eyebrows.

“you didn’t expect that? what made you suggest that?” He counters.

“um” Your cheeks tingle as you turn away. “just curious”

“curious?” He echos.

“yeah..”

“curiosity killed the cat you know?” He questions.

“that’s what i’m hoping for” You look back at him.

“huh?” He asks.

“nothing, never mind” You pull your covers over you.

“no, i want to know” He tugs at the comforter.

Should you just tell him a convincing lie? It’s worked before… maybe just tell him to leave? no, you’ll feel bad. Screw it.

“well you know how we… both… like experiments?”

“..yeah”

“i want to do one”

“what did that have to do with what just happened?” He raised an eyebrow.

“well… i want to go further” Your cheeks were on fire now. All of this explaining was making it worse.

“further…” He frowns at you while he thinks.. “ohh!” He says. “oh..” His repeats at realization. “are you sure?”

You nod your head and glance away a few times. “it’s okay to say no, we can just watch tv”

“no? why would i say that? look at you” He frowns. “i’m sorry, not like that”

“it’s fine” You nervously brush off.

“i’m just nervous” He admits. You both were, it only took one of the two to get things started, and you decided it would be you.

“i just want you, Sully” You lean forward and place a hand on the side of his face. “i have for a while” You look away from his eyes to stare down at his parted lips.

“i-i uh, i don’t know what to say” He subconsciously leans in with you.

“don’t say anything” You whisper onto his lips before kissing them. This time, the kiss went from passionate to hungry very quickly. Your hands left the blanket behind and substituted it for his long fur.

The heat between the two of you was becoming unbearable. Your small mouth feeling an enlarged version of everything in his.

His hands were rubbing up and down your sides, they were so big, it made you feel like a toy in his arms. He reached to slide off your top and you assisted him.

The chilly room air hit your nipples and it made your spine tingle. The feeling didn’t last long though, sully’s hands warmed them right up. Your moans were swallowed by him, you refused to break the kiss.

He massages you in such an erotic way, it has you convinced that this isn’t his first time. He pulls away from the kiss, eyes low, and a short string of spit connecting your lips.

He heads right for your neck, leaving wet kisses and occasionally sucking on it. He ended up finding a sweet spot, it made you wriggle in front of him.

You were practically on his lap now, holding him close by the neck, not wanting it to stop. You suppressed your moans careful to not wake your parents up.

He nibbles at the area. “you alright?” His voice traveled down your spine and right into your core.

“mhm” You manage. He trailed kisses from your neck, to your now firm nipples. The grip on his fur tightened once he took one into his mouth, going in circles with his thick tongue.

You begin to feel something press against your clit, you slightly jolt but begin to gently rock your hips back and forth on it, gaining a grunt from Sully.

This is him? There’s no way that thing is fitting, just based off of the bulge. Sully kisses you down the center of your stomach and at this point you were flat on your back.

He slides your shorts off with ease, revealing your lacy panties. He stared into your very existence with his bright blue eyes and took his time using his teeth to pull them down to your ankles. Warm air from his large nose briefly warming your pulsating clit during the process.

You were beyond horny after that. You could’ve rode one of his horns for all you cared now. He tossed the underwear aside and hovered over you.

“i’ve never actually done, this before” He says, glancing down at your vagina.

“mm what?” Your voice was absolutely laced with carnal desire. You could see his demeanor change for a brief moment.

You couldn’t be surprised about that. You were on display under him, hot and ready, soaking in anticipation of his next move.

He doesn’t wait, he dives right in to you. Sucking at your clit and licking your entrance, you literally had no idea how, but you couldn’t even breath at the moment.

Your thighs flexed and your hole clenched around nothing. Your hips were rocking with your movements as your eyes watered from holding back your moans.

“this any good?” He deep voice almost sent you over the edge, making you freeze.

“mhm” Was all you could get out without being too loud. He lifted your legs onto his shoulder and your head was barely touching the bed as you were now almost upside down.

He plunged his long tongue deep into you. You immediately grab a pillow and shove your face into it to shut up.

Your legs shook as you cried in pleasure. With one last thrust of his tongue, you were sent over the edge, it all went white for a moment and you let your moans melt into the cushiony pillow.

“that” He suddenly says. Your breathing was heavy and beads of sweat decorated your body as you came down from your high.

“huh?” You asked, confused.

“i’ve never done that before” He admits.

“damn… could’ve fooled me” He puts your legs down and you take time to catch your breath.

“you tasted amazing though” He smirked.

“proof?” You manage.

He leans over and puts his hands on either side of you, pulling into another deep kiss. You were lifted off of the bed this time though and wrapped your legs around him.

“(Y/N).” He almost never says your name so this took you a little by surprise.

“yes?”

“if this becomes too much, please tell me” He says seriously.

“a safe word?” You ask.

“i guess so”

“i vote crepe” You say.

“oh i love those” He licks his lips and looks down at yours.

“i know, you could hear that word a mile away” You joke before kissing him. He’s up at this point, and it’s very prominent.

His penis was almost touching your asshole while he was holding you, it was surreal, how big it was. He was slowly moving your moving your slick folds over his length, coating it well.

You could feel him pulsating under you. “put it in” You break the kiss and speak. He lifts you up a bit and gently lowered you.

Your mouth fell open with the girth, you knew this wasn’t being stretched to the max but damn was it close.

He tried to go slow and talk you through the pain and you just wanted him to rip off the bandaid. He took your advice and bottomed out.

You knew he was touching your cervix, there was no way to not do it with that length. Your toes were curled and he moaned at the feeling of your wet and tight walls sucking him in.

He slowly lifts you off and lowers you again. This was repeated until until you were finally feeling pleasure instead of pain. You already knew you were absolutely ruined after this experience.

His grunts and your whimpers were almost overcoming the volume of the television. You put a finger under to his mouth as a sign for him to quiet down.

He looks at you with doey eyes and knitted eyebrows. Well fuck me. That look was going ti drive you insane.

You toss your head back and he quickens the pace. Your whole body relaxed as it prepares for the second orgasm.

Your eyes were blurry from glossing over, and your hands were gripping at his which were on your hips.

The thrusts were getting sloppy from him, you knew he was getting close. “Sully, don’t do it in me” You moan out. He pulls out and uses your clit and wet folds to rub himself off.

He eyes almost shut while he looks down at you, still with knitted eyebrows. You open your mouth and stick your tongue out, catching some of his seed.

He watched as you deviously licked away the substance. He doesn’t say anything while heavily breathing, just pits you on the bed and flips you over.

“you tasted good t-“ You cut yourself off with a large moan after he thrust into you. You covered your face with a pillows agains and pray that you weren’t heard.

His grip on your wasn’t letting up on you as he pounded hard. Sounds of muffled slaps from your skin and his fur were all you heard.

He grabbed both of your hands and held them back to continue, you couldn’t do anything but hum in order to stay quiet.

He got close to your neck and began lowly growling. You curse to yourself as you feel yourself getting close again. His mouth kissed at your sweet spot again before hitting it. You hissed for a moment but quickly the pain was overthrown by pleasure.

Everything was amplified, you were coming, it went white again and your legs flexed. Sully wasn’t slowing though and you couldn’t even used a hand to slow him.

His penis was practically lifting you into the air right now while he went after his high. The room goes silent as you feel an tsunami of pleasure attack you.

You couldn’t hear anything but you felt Sully cum inside of you. Your fucked out mind however, could care less. Your body goes limp and your hearing comes back.

“i’m sorry are you okay?” He frantically asks.

“y-… i-“ You just stay silent and nod. Your cheeks wet from the tears that rolled down your face. What. The fuck.

Your body was trembling from the overstimulation and the chilly air. “James, that was my favorite experiment” You say between breaths.

“heh, mine too” He chuckles. “sorry about your neck..”

“it honestly made it better” You brush him off and get up. “maybe next time let’s see if we can fill a few scream canisters” You smirk.

You see him slowly getting another erection and you scurry away.

~~~~~~~~~~

You lay on Sullys broad chest, nuzzling into his fur while you watch your show. You still couldn’t really believe that it all happened. It was great.

“wait, i get it now, you wanted curiosity to kill the cat, that ‘cat’!” He randomly sits up.

You laugh. “yes Sully, late as always” At least it didn’t go over his head in the end.

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[id-rather-be-an-outsider]

Fratboys and Full Rides (TEASER)

Johnny Worthington x monster!reader

“Hey! Party’s over. Why are you still here?” A tall, horned monster asks me. He crosses his arms as he waits for an answer.

I frown when I see him wearing ROR gear. I only remember seeing him for a few seconds when we started cleaning the main room. “I’m just here to hang out with Javier, but I had to go to the bathroom. I helped clean up earlier, if you remember?”

“I’m the leader of the most prestigious fraternity on campus, sweetheart, I don’t have time to memorize every face I see.”

I cringe internally at ‘sweetheart’. “Yea, don’t ever call me that again, thanks. I’m just gonna go find my friend now.” I turn to walk away, but get yanked back by one of my wings. “Hey!”

“Did you hear what I said, charity case? Go home!” He barks, “You’re not permitted in the building without an escort!”

I whip my wing out of his grasp and with one swoop, go from being one and a half feet shorter than him to being two feet taller than him. Wings have their perks in the face of entitled trust fund babies. “Touch my ‘charity case’ ass again and see how quickly you don’t have limbs to monster-handle folks with.” I spit, the embers in the back of my throat already heating up. I can see the smoke billowing out of my nose.

“Woah, woah, what’s going on here?” Javier says, just having walked into the hall and taking the scene in with a healthy amount of shock.

“Your fuckin’ friend here’s finna lose his hands if he keeps up the bullshit, that’s what’s going on!” I hiss.

“Your girlfriend has a mouth on her and is a few more words away from being banished from this frathouse, Rios. Handle her.” He sighs, like my existence is just an annoyance to him.

Javier jumps between the two of us before I can burn the guy’s face off and says, “There are a couple things you need to know about y/n, Worthington. One, her fire melts things, two, she has a temper, and three, she is not my girlfriend. She is an independent person and I can’t exactly ‘handle’ her, but if I’m expected to be able to deescalate things between you two, I can’t have remarks like that made.” He looks at me. “Are you good?”

“Is he good?” I ask, incredulous. “He pulled my wing! And on top of that he was yelling at me for no fucking reason!”

“Okay, and I will talk to him about that later, but right now we need to go, okay?”

I look between Javier and Worthington, the latter wearing a shit-eating grin that says he knows I’m torn. I toss him a glare, then growl, “Fine.” I whip around, flying down the hallway as fast as my wings can carry me. I pause at the door, impatiently tapping my foot while waiting for Javier to catch up. When he reaches me I mutter, “Make sure your stupid fuckin’ rude ass buddy over there knows if he ever treats me like that again I’m gonna ‘handle’ it how I want to. I don’t care if I get expelled man, fuck that shit, I hate when trust fund babies treat scholarship students like we’re worth nothing!”

“Yo yo yo, y/n, slow down, I get it, I get it - I’m on a few scholarships myself. But that’s not gonna solve anything. And you’ll get banished to the human world.” Javier reasons, “The best revenge right now is to not let him see he gets to you. Worthington is my guy, okay? He’s not gonna do that again. He’s not even the type to do that from out of nowhere so something must be up for him to even disrespect you like that. I’m gonna make sure he knows, and I got your back. Okay?” He says, hand on my shoulder while he waits for me to chill out.

I push the doors open as hard as I can, expelling some of my anger with a breath of fire. “Okay.” I say irritably, “But I don’t like him. I hate him. So don’t even try to get us to be friends or any dumb shit like that.”

He laughs. “I won’t, but if you wanna hang out on campus you’re gonna have to be around him without burning the building down. A lot of my time’s spent doing frat activities, so...”

I roll my eyes. “Whatever, Javier.”

“Do you promise not to breathe fire?” He asks.

“If he promises not to be a dick, then sure.”

a/n: I hope you enjoyed this little tidbit! stay tuned for the full story of how the reader navigates college life, making friends and enemies, and falling in love! this story operates alongside the canon of Monsters University, and tries to give an additional peak into the lives of many of the characters you know and love - I only hope I can do them all justice in the end!

[monsters-university]

POV: You go to MU

[bang-tan-bitches]

DISCLAIMER: Hey everyone! A&B here! Just a quick note to say that we DID NOT write this fic! It was written by one of our lovely followers for our writing contest. So please enjoy and remember to vote!

Title: What if? Pairing: Black!Reader x Namjoon

It was about six months ago when I decided to say YOLO and enter this competition to spend a day with someone from BigHit. An idol. I  thought it was going to be like a 1 in 1 million chance, but I wanted to try. It was more than that, and yet. Here I was, in an Amanti Seoul Deluxe room getting ready for the luncheon with all the other winners. Everyone had been assigned to one member of BTS, TXT, GFriend, and other BigHit adjacent groups. 

As for this lunch, I was in red sleeveless dress with a gold chain belt around the waist. Red heels and lips to match, of course. I had practiced the bit of Korean I did know and learned some more on the plane ride here, especially the phrase, “Please don’t touch my hair.” as a black girl, it was one of the phrases I felt like I was going to use a lot.

“Oh, what’s the costume you and your idol are going to dress up as?” asked Manoj, the Indian man who sat next to me today.

“I brought different outfits just in case I couldn’t make up my mind.” I replied and told him I had planned four different looks depending on what idol I’d be spending Halloween with.

In just two days, I was going to be either a maid, Morticia Adams, Domino from Deadpool, or Boo from Monster’s Inc. I remembered the online form I had filled out listing my potential costumes and the top five idols from the company I had wanted to spend the holiday with. The Korean girl in front of me named Minji was saying how Halloween had become more and more popular as she grew up, and she was glad for it because she loved dressing up.

As the bingsu dessert came out, everyone gasped at how beautifully decorated they were. Everyone got their own bowl unlike in the bedrooms where we each had a roommate. I had been paired up with another black girl like myself. Iris was her name, and her bias was Namjoon. We had began fangirling over him while eating the sweet shaved ice. Everyone soon returned to their bedrooms and change into pajamas.

It wasn’t until midnight that there was a knock and two purple enveloped came from underneath the door. Just slid in. One with Iris’s name on it and the other with mine, both in neat golden script.

I then smiled. They said we were going to find out who we were paired with, and I was sure this is what was going to tell us. Iris was nervous and yet excited at the thought. Both of us were in pajamas with hair in our own silk bonnets. She was gripping her letter tightly.

“O-open yours first.” She said.

“Alright, here we go.” I replied and opened the eggplant colored envelope.

Inside was a simple white notecard that said OPEN ME! With cute emojis on the front. Then Itook a deep breath, flipped open the card and saw the name written in purple ink. Kim Namjoon. I was gonna get to spend the day with him! But wait…

“I got Namjoon!” Isaid, showing her.

Iris pouted but then smiled, “Don’t feel bad. I’ll probably steal him away from you before the night ends.” and added a chuckle before opening hers which said she’d be pairing up with Jimin for Halloween.

She was just as excited, and I could see the genuine joy on her face as she jumped up and down saying that Aquarians and Libras were a good match. Iris must have been an Aquarius. Both of us quickly went through my luggage to get my costumes out. I had been here a week with the others looking around the city and exploring Seoul while also making sure everyone got here on time for the spooky holiday.

Then we both got texts which told us to choose our final costumes. I sent in my reply because I knew with all my heart what would fit Namjoon the best. James P. Sullivan. I also had to give the idea of it being a onesie. Ah! I was so excited that I couldn’t sleep. However, my stomach was so full that I went into a food coma.

~~~~~

I was nervously picking at my hair bobbles as I was dressed in my Boo costume. The lavender leggings and oversized pink shirt. White tennis shoes and socks on my feet. It was simple and cute, but most importantly, comfy. My phone said it was almost 10:30 in the morning. Breakfast had been eaten about two hours ago, but it threatened to come back up as I jumped due to a hand on my shoulder.

Dark brown eyes stared at me, surprised. It was just Iris.

“You good?” She asked.

I nodded with a smile, “Just nervous out of my mind.”

She nodded, “You and I both. What do you think about my costume?”

The woman stepped back and turned slowly, letting her blue dress flair around her body, showing off her dark blue flats. She had decided to let her hair stay a full afro and had clipped a blue bow into it.

“You look amazing! You’re Wendy Darling, aren’t you?” I asked.

Iris smiled, “Yep! Jimin is gonna be my Peter Pan since he has red hair right now. He was in my top five. I had brought this one just for him. For the others, I was either going to be Bumblebee from Teen Titans or Shuri from the Black Panther movie.”

She admitted to wanting to do Katara and for one of the boys to be Zuko, but we both agreed it was too dear to our hearts for something so sudden. We were happy to be together and share our similar thoughts of costumes. Then there was a knock.

But it wasn’t on the front door. It was in the closet. I told Iris to get behind me as I grabbed an umbrella. Then we both slowly approached the door leading to my closet and I knocked on it to see if it was real. I knocked five times.

Two knocks in return and then a huge blue figure jumped out. Lots of screaming followed by laugher. I covered my mouth and looked at the person in front of me. Kim Namjoon. Of course he was hiding in the closet. He was a monster, and I was Boo. So it made sense.

“Namjoon! You--” I didn’t want to curse. “You scared me.”

Another knock, but this time on the window? Iris’s eyes lit up and let Jimin in, dressed in green head to toe. Another cheesy in character intro.

“Let’s go celebrate, hmm?” He smiled, the hood on his head, slightly obstructing his dimples.

I nodded and then awkwardly bowed at him, “Um, 안녕하세요!.” I said.

Another smile and a polite bow back. Both of our heads turned to see Jimin and Iris laughing, already so friendly. Namjoon and I went out into the lobby and had pictures taken of us by who he introduced himself as his manager. We got to do some really cute poses together, and I made a joke about getting to see model Namjoon in person. It made him blush and thank me. He was so cute when embarrassed!

“So, what do you want to do? I’m all yours for the day.” He said, obviously putting on his fan service mask.

Part of me hoped I’d get to see his real self again, but I simply replied, “I want to go to Han River and eat some good food. It might take a while to get there, huh? Perfect time for lunch.” My eyes met his.

“That sounds fun. Then we can go to one of my favorite café’s.” He said, motioning for a car. “Do you like ice cream?”

It was a beautiful fall day. Maybe I should have brought a jacket since it was sort of chilly. Namjoon put his arm over me and said it’d be ok once we were in the rented tent. He was right and ordered a large pizza on the phone. Half with my favorite toppings, half with his and some soda. Both of us were able to talk while waiting for the food. He was really fun to talk to. I had always wanted to pick his brain, not just about answers to BTS theories or other things like that but also just hear his side of life.

He told me stories of tours and trainee days, of his friendships with other idols. I was so happy to listen and tell me a few stories of my own.

“I don’t know how much you hear this, but I am proud of you.” I said, letting myself be honest. “You have honestly grown so much as a person. Not only that, but ever since the beginning of BTS, of BigHit, you’ve been changing the definition of K-pop.”

“Ah, no. I just--”

“Hear me out.” I said softly.

Looking away shyly, he nodded.

I continued, “Every culture has love songs. Party songs. Songs rarely question the way things are on a grander scale. Going against the factory like ways of the school systems, that’s nothing small. That’s how things are. That’s how they’ve always been, but then seven guys from Korea turn around and say NO.”

Namjoon chuckled, “You just wanted to make a pun.”

“Maybe a little, but also. If I can be dramatic for a bit, you guys started a rebellion for inner peace. Your whole career. Learning how to love yourself, trusting yourself, accepting yourself. You lead all of it. You’re a great leader, Namjoon. I’m proud of what you and the guys turned into.”

Suddenly my cheeks got all warm out of embarrassment, closing my eyes and facing the ground, “Ah, I’m sorry. I’m just going on and on. It’s just that I always wanted to tell you how much I appreciate you in person.”

A hand went over the one the was supporting me, and I felt a presence near my cheek. However, his phone started buzzing. It was the pizza man looking for us. I went to go get it and thank the man who was dressed as a zombie. The idol and I then talked about lighter things. Pets, family, fun stuff like that until we finished the food. He enjoyed a lot of my high school stories.

The café was nice too. We got to share ujikintoki at a Japanese style café that he visited a lot. Sometimes, we were stopped by fans and some were in costumes. Others were not and were wondering who I was. I assured them I was just one of the fans that won the competition. He was so charming without even trying, and it wasn’t fair.

“I really wish we could spend the actual day of Halloween together, Y/N. I think it’d be really fun to have you around.” He said on the car ride home from noraebang with two other partnerships made by BigHit.

“I’m guessing you had a good time, then?” I asked shyly.

Namjoon nodded and held my hand, “I had a very good time. You quieted a lot of the thoughts that had been...rattling around in my head. I’m sure there are a lot of ARMY who have wanted to say what you have, but they never get the chance since we don’t really do hi-touch in the states.”

“Not like I can afford to go to a concert anyways,” I chuckled.

“I’m sure we can work something out.” He smiled at me, a real part of him coming out after a long day with a fan. “Anyways, did you have a good day, Y/N?”

I looked at him with a huge smile, “Are you kidding me? I had the best day ever, oppa. And it’s all thanks to you.”

Namjoon gave a bright smile and walked me back to my room, holding my hand the whole way there. The only time he stopped holding it was to unzip the top part of his onesie and tie it around his waist as he was getting overheated. I would be lying if I said I didn’t sneak a look at his muscles with a thin collection of sparkling sweat beads clinging onto those smooth hunks of sexy.

Until he caught me and gave me a chuckle.

In front of the door, he asked me a question, “Hey, Y/N. Would you still like me if I really was a monster?”

I furrowed my brows, “What do you mean? Your past doesn’t make you a monster, Namjoon.”

“You’re so thoughtful.” He said looking down. “But no, I meant a real monster.”

Although I was about to ask what he meant once more, he looked up at me, his eyes twinking in the light. However, they were glowing too strongly to just be a reflection. The opening of the elevator in an otherwise silent hallway made me look away.

“Nevermind,” The tall man said, eyes back to their regular brown coloring. “I hope I’ll see you again.”

“Me too, kitty.” I said, making him smiled.

Then he kissed my hand. As he walked away, I thought about his question and called after him.

“Kitty! Namjoon-oppa, the answer is yes! I’d love you no matter what you are.” I know he had said ‘like’, but my heart said more than I had meant it to.

He smiled and put his onesie back on. I was still staring at him when Jimin and Iris exited the elevator where Namjoon entered. I then took off my makeup and changed into pajamas after a quick shower. Iris was staring at something in her hands as I dried my hair while wearing a fresh bathrobe.

“What’s that?” I asked.

She showed off an acorn and smiled, “He gave me a kiss.” and giggled.

“Oh my gosh, that’s so cute~.” I swooned.

Iris nodded and then bit her lip. Oh. I sat next to her.

“Was it just an acorn kiss, or…?”

She smiled at me, “Whatever you’re thinking, the answer is yes. It was just him being sweet.”

I playfully hit her arm, “헐! Gurl! You’re so lucky!”

Iris smiled and laughed as I then shook her shoulders.

“What about you?” She asked.

I sighed, “It might just be wishful thinking, but part of me wants to believe that Namjoon was starting to fall for me.”

~~~~~

Today was Halloween, and I was just waiting for my flight. It had been delayed. I’d be spending the whole day on an airplane, but that was fine. I had a great yesterday with Namjoon that would be shown through vlogs and edited versions would be put on WeVerse and the official fansites that I now had a year long pass to. All of the winners did depending on which group their partner had been from.

Today’s mood was different. It seemed like idols had a special masquerade ball that they had to attend. There were posters for it everywhere. Anyways, I had dressed up as a skeleton for the flight home, wearing a knitted skeleton jumper, skeleton leggings, and black converse. I had decided to go with white lipstick because why not? I had been given a gift by Namjoon this morning.

Not in person, but there was a box with my name on it. Inside was a dark purple scarf decorated with tiny stars. I had been wearing it ever since I first touched it. He really was a moonchild. I looked up as my flight was finally called to be boarding soon. Did that mean I got ready to move now, or? I mean, I was right in front of the gate.

“Y/N!” a voice that would never leave my mind called.

I looked behind myself and saw Kim Namjoon in person. Bodyguards and his manager were close behind him and making way for the idol. What was he doing?

He rested his hands on his knees as he caught his breath, “Um, hi.”

“Hi. What are you doing, Namjoon?” I asked.

“You meant what you said last night, right? How you’d love me no matter what?” the boy was acting weird. Did he know how dangerous this was?

“Yeah. Of course. I’d love you even if you turned out to be a demon or something. Why?”

Namjoon smiled and got a rather large and old looking book out of his messenger bag and handed to me, his hand lingering on top of mine. He said that I forgot it in the hotel. I played it cool and thanked him, asking if my roommate found it. He said that she did and kissed my forehead and hugged me close before leaving.

I just stood there, bewildered and confused by it all. I didn’t bring a book like this on my trip. It was great that he felt the same, but like what the fuck? I opened the bound pages on the plane once my carryon was shoved in the above head compartments. There was a page with a bookmark made out of blank sheet music folded up to fit properly. I turned to that page, and it was a chapter on...werewolves?

With my voice barely a whisper, I asked to no one, “Namjoon’s a werewolf?”

[bountyofbeads]

The Trump Impeachment Inquiry: Latest Updates https://www.nytimes.com/2019/10/22/us/politics/trump-impeachment.html

Dear Pres. @realDonaldTrump this is a #Lynching you have NOT been lynched.

THREAD: "They treated it as a social event. They even made postcards out of murders like this. Look at the smiles and the pointing..." /1

CREDIT: Tiffany Cross @TiffanyDCross

https://t.co/5oQXGwn3OY

"Yes. They lynched women too. And children." /2

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"I have living relatives who recall clearly the era of violent white rule." /3 https://t.co/VmvuiF8yjp

"I have living relatives who recall clearly the era of violent white rule." /4 https://t.co/VmvuiF8yjp

"So pardon our rage. Our tears. Our fears. Our angst. When it comes to a white supremacist in the White House (AGAIN) who wants this country to be great “again.” I can’t extend politeness & dignity to those who ride w/ #MAGA. I can’t extend love to those who ride with oppressors." /5 https://t.co/kinUb1BBr9

"The President of the United States comparing an impeachment inquiry to a #lynching is not a “distraction.” It is a reflection of the very real trajectory of our nation and the very repugnant evil of racism, which still permeates both legislation and language in the United States."CREDIT:Be A King @BerniceKing

"A lynching! A lynching? I’m thinking about the lies, the kidnapping, the rope, the torture, the cheering crowd, the death portrait, the people walking away with body parts of my ancestor."

"THAT IS WITNESSING A #LYNCHING."

" The audacity of this White male supremacist." CREDIT: Ibram X. Kendi @DrIbram

Trump Calls Impeachment Inquiry a ‘Lynching’

President Trump described the Democrats’ impeachment inquiry into him a “lynching” and said it was “without due process or fairness or any legal rights.”

By Eileen Sullivan | Published October 22, 2019 Updated 11:01 AM ET | New York Times | Posted October 22, 2019 |

President Trump on Tuesday called the impeachment inquiry into him a “lynching,” using a term associated with the murders of black people to describe a process enshrined in the Constitution.

In an early morning tweet, he added that the impeachment inquiry is “without due process or fairness or any legal rights,” and he encouraged Republicans to remember this in the future.

Donald J. Trump

✔@realDonaldTrump

So some day, if a Democrat becomes President and the Republicans win the House, even by a tiny margin, they can impeach the President, without due process or fairness or any legal rights. All Republicans must remember what they are witnessing here - a lynching. But we will WIN!

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The term lynching invokes the decades-long racist history of white mob murders of black people beginning in the late 1800s through 1968, according to the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People.

It was a remarkable term for the president to use to describe a legal process laid out in the Constitution.

Mr. Trump’s Twitter outburst comes as pressure builds with the stream of testimony from current and former administration officials about his efforts to use the power of the White House for personal gain.

The president regularly uses his Twitter feed to make hyperbolic declarations, but he has not used the term “lynching” in a tweet since 2015, during the Republican primary campaign. The president’s use of the word Tuesday drew immediate criticism.

“You think this impeachment is a LYNCHING? What the hell is wrong with you,” Representative Bobby L. Rush, Democrat of Illinois and a former Black Panther leader, said in a Twitter post.

“I know the history of that word,” Representative James E. Clyburn, Democrat of South Carolina and the House majority whip, said on CNN Tuesday. “That is a word that we ought to be very, very careful about.”

Senator Lindsey Graham, Republican of South Carolina and an ally of Mr. Trump on most topics, defended the word choice. “This is a lynching in every sense,” Mr. Graham told reporters on Tuesday.

While Mr. Trump’s use of the word was striking, it was not the first time the word had been used to describe impeachment proceedings.

In 1973, during the Watergate scandal, one of President Richard M. Nixon’s most ardent defenders, Rabbi Baruch Korff, argued that the Senate Watergate committee had a “lynch-mob mentality.” Mr. Korff led a committee of Nixon supporters and invited them in 1974 to a rally “to challenge the lynching psychosis that is permeating the United States Congress.”

“Some conservatives insist on calling the impeachment campaign against Nixon a ‘lynching’ even to this day,” Kevin M. Kruse, a history professor at Princeton University, said Tuesday on Twitter. He pointed to a recent piece published in August on the conservative website, American Spectator, about “new evidence on the lynching of Richard Nixon.”

Michael D. Shear contributed reporting.

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When James Baldwin Squared Off Against William F. Buckley Jr.

By Thomas Meaney | Published October 18, 2019 | New York Times | Posted October 22, 2019 |

THE FIRE IS UPON US

James Baldwin, William F. Buckley Jr., and the Debate Over Race in America

By Nicholas Buccola

In 1965, the year of the Selma-to-Montgomery marches and the Watts riots, an ancillary skirmish played out across the Atlantic. James Baldwin, then at the height of his international reputation, faced off against William F. Buckley Jr., the “keeper of the tablets” of American conservatism, in the genteel confines of the Cambridge Union. The proposition before the house was: “The American dream is at the expense of the American Negro.” For Baldwin, who would roll his eyes more than once during the debate, the question indicated glaring ignorance. The American dream was a nightmare from which he was trying to wake. For Buckley, the American dream was a giant bootstrap that American blacks refused to employ. “We will fight … on the beaches and on the hills, and on mountains and on landing grounds,” he told the audience of students that evening, channeling Winston Churchill. Only Buckley invoked the imagery of plucky guerrilla resistance not against a Nazi invasion of the British Isles, but against Northern radicals bent on uprooting the Southern way of life.

Nicholas Buccola’s “The Fire Is Upon Us” is both a dual biography of Buckley and Baldwin and an acute commentary on a great intellectual prizefight. Baldwin and Buckley were, to put it mildly, from opposite sides of the tracks. Buckley was the son of an oil speculator who grew up in a Connecticut mansion stocked with tutors and servants. He honed his debating skills at the family dinner table and at Yale, where he was triggered by the presence of secular, left-leaning faculty members on campus, and later, in “God and Man at Yale,” called for a ban on hiring them.

Lack of godliness was less of a problem in Harlem. James Baldwin learned how to lock and load the English language as a child prodigy storefront preacher. Buckley’s postcollege trajectory included a stint in the C.I.A., while Baldwin’s extra-literary activities earned him a thick F.B.I. file. By the early 1960s, Buckley had gathered disparate right-wing tribes together in his magazine, National Review. Baldwin, despite his growing renown, would remain more of a loner. By the time he reached the Cambridge Union, he was already at odds with both the separatist agenda of the Nation of Islam and the arid progressivism of the Johnson White House.

Enshrined on YouTube and in countless documentaries, the Baldwin-Buckley debate remains an uncanny exchange. The grainy black-and-white BBC footage shows an overpacked Cambridge Union, with a sea of mostly young white men in jackets. The way Baldwin swings his body and thrusts his hands in his pockets and barely refers to his prepared notes makes him seem much closer to our moment than to the one that surrounds him. When he finally stands up after the two brittle speeches on either side of the motion by Cambridge undergraduates, he twists his eyes to the upper gallery where his sister Gloria was seated. Slowly, then quickly, he makes the alien hall his own.

Buccola, a professor of political science at Linfield College, deftly guides the reader through the rhetorical and philosophical moves of Baldwin’s speech. Baldwin adopted the tone of a preacher — “a kind of Jeremiah,” as he put it — who wants to readjust his audience’s “system of reality.” He tries to get them to imagine the black American experience from the inside. “It comes as a great shock to discover that Gary Cooper killing off the Indians — when you were rooting for Gary Cooper — that the Indians were you.” Did the American dream come at the expense of the American Negro? For Baldwin, the obtuseness of the question demanded a pronoun switch: “I am stating this very seriously, and this is not an overstatement, I picked the cotton, and I carried it to market, and I built the railroads, under someone else’s whip, for nothing. For nothing.”

“The Fire Is Upon Us” becomes revelatory in its interpretation of Buckley’s performance. We learn, for instance, that the Cambridge students had first tried to get Strom Thurmond or Barry Goldwater to debate Baldwin, only later settling on Buckley, who seems to have been eager for the publicity. We also learn that Buckley’s speech that evening was based on an article he had commissioned for National Review by Garry Wills. Wills, a young Catholic ultra, who would later break with Buckley over racial questions and become an indispensable interpreter of the American scene, drafted a fierce response to Baldwin’s famous New Yorker essay, “Letter From a Region in My Mind.” Part of the trouble with Baldwin for Wills was that he was treated as a savior by his white liberal readership and not afforded the dignity of scrutiny that he would have received if he were white. Wills believed that Baldwin went too far in his condemnation of the West. “When a Dachau happens,” Wills wrote, “are we — as Baldwin suggests — to tear up all the Bibles, disband the police forces, take crowbars to the court buildings and the libraries?” This was a selective reading of Baldwin, who, as his Cambridge speech makes clear, was if anything more committed to upholding the legacy of the Enlightenment than National Review’s editorial board was. But what would come to gall Wills even more than Baldwin was that his boss Buckley not only lifted from his piece (before it was published) for one of his own columns but also distorted Wills’s honest reckoning with Baldwin in the interest of his own, more facile and racialist prong of attack.

Buccola shows how Buckley in his Cambridge speech was developing a new kind of conservative maneuver. In his war on the New Left, Buckley’s method — both on his television show “Firing Line” and in other public appearances — was less to engage than to expose. (The method backfired on occasion, as when Huey Newton, a founder of the Black Panther Party, began a segment of “Firing Line” by out-Buckley-ing Buckley with a loyalty oath question: “During the Revolution of 1776 … which side would you have been on?”) Charm, wit, eye-twinkling and rapid deployment of stray factoids were among Buckley’s chief rhetorical assets. His main form of reasoning consisted of forced analogies. The Freedom Riders were compared to National Socialists in the pages of National Review.

In the Cambridge speech, Buckley dialed the comparison down, comparing the Irish in England to American blacks. Had the Irish gotten the vote because of, or in spite of, English civilization? Buckley asked. “The engines of concern are working in the United States,” he assured his audience. “The presence of Mr. Baldwin here tonight is in part a reflection of that concern.” The full force of Buckley’s argument was that blacks should aspire to the condition of whiteness, however unattainable that might turn out to be. The suffering and humiliations of blacks were real, he conceded, but this was more a testament to the fallen state of man than something that could be corrected swiftly. “I am asking you not to make politics as the crow flies,” Buckley told his audience, quoting the philosopher Michael Oakeshott. Buckley’s stress on the gradualness of any accommodation told Baldwin all he needed to know: Why, after 400 years of being in America, did blacks not have access to the same bounty as their fellow Americans, including those who, like the Kennedys, “only got here yesterday?”

Baldwin’s views of race relations seesawed considerably in the ’60s, from a kind of cosmic resignation that, in the words of Ta-Nehisi Coates, “perhaps struggle is all we have.” But on that February night in Cambridge, Baldwin envisioned a different endgame. “We are trying to forge a new identity for which we need each other,” he told his audience. He suggested it might be possible to create a new political synthesis if white Americans were prepared to recognize what they had done, both to blacks but also, crucially, to themselves. Alongside his more apocalyptic visions, Baldwin harbored a wary utopian presentiment that Buckley believed ignored man’s true nature and endangered America’s delicate hierarchies.

It is tempting to view the Baldwin-Buckley debate as a small victory for the idea of racial equality: Baldwin carried the floor vote 544 to 164. But part of the wisdom of “The Fire Is Upon Us” is that it leaves the import of the evening open to question. The debate, and his subsequent encounters with Buckley, left Baldwin with a bitter taste: “He’s the intellectuals’ James Bond,” he once said.

Buckley believed he had gained much more from their night in Cambridge: “the most satisfying debate I ever had.” He would lose again, badly, later that year when he ran for mayor of New York. Curiously, his main support came not from the WASP establishment of Manhattan but from white voters in the outer boroughs. Buckley’s knack for historical analogies continues to flourish. The money manager Stephen Schwarzman compared an Obama administration proposal to raise taxes on hedge funds to the Nazi invasion of Poland. After the last presidential election, Buckley’s son, Christopher, took to Vanity Fair to argue that his father’s politics had nothing to do with those of the outer-borough vulgarian who had landed in the White House. It would have been more becoming had he simply tipped his hat to one of the shrewder authors of our predicament.

Thomas Meaney is a fellow at the Max Planck Society in Göttingen, Germany.

THE FIRE IS UPON US

James Baldwin, William F. Buckley Jr., and the Debate Over Race in America

By Nicholas Buccola

Illustrated. 482 pp. Princeton University Press. $29.95.

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$27 Million for Reparations Over Slave Ties Pledged by Seminary

The Princeton Theological Seminary said it was committed to “telling the truth” about its ties to slavery. Black students don’t think it goes far enough.

By Ed Shanahan | Published October 21, 2019 Updated October 22, 2019, 10:28 AM ET | New York Times | Posted October 22, 2019 |

A New Jersey seminary has pledged to spend $27 million on scholarships and other initiatives to address its historical ties to slavery, in what appears to be the biggest effort of its kind.

The announcement, by the Princeton Theological Seminary on Friday, came about a year after an internal report detailed the findings of a two-year investigation that showed slavery’s deep roots in the school’s past.

The move put the seminary at the heart of a national discussion about what those who reaped the benefits of slavery — and the United States as a whole — owe to the descendants of slaves.

In a sign of that discussion’s complicated nature, Nicholas Young, the leader of a black student group at the seminary, said that the steps outlined by officials amounted to “a good start” but that they fell short of what the group had sought. About 10 percent of the seminary’s 360 students are black.

Mr. Young, the president of the Association of Black Seminarians, criticized the $27 million figure as being well below what the seminary’s own accounting indicated should be set aside from its $1 billion endowment to cover reparations-related costs.

Beyond that, Mr. Young said, the seminary needed to do more to address how faculty and other leaders had “used theology to justify the institution of slavery.”

Founded in 1812, the seminary, which is independent of Princeton University, benefited from the slave economy through investments in Southern banks and by having donors who profited from slavery, the 2018 report said. Founding members of the faculty and other seminary leaders used slave labor and promoted the idea of sending freed slaves to Africa, the report said.

Money given by slaveholders and the interest it generated accounted for 15 percent of the seminary’s revenue before the Civil War, the report said. If donors whose wealth was at least partly derived from slavery were factored in, as much as 30 to 40 percent of the seminary’s pre-Civil War revenue could be linked to slavery, the report said.

“The seminary’s ties to slavery are a part of our story,” M. Craig Barnes, the seminary’s president, said in a statement. “It is important to acknowledge that our founders were entangled with slavery and could not envision a fully integrated society. We are committed to telling the truth.”

Last month, the Virginia Theological Seminary, which was built with slave labor and whose founders included slave owners, became among the first American institutions to earmark money specifically for the descendants of the slaves, pledging $1.7 million for a reparations fund.

Last year, the Catholic sisters of the Society of the Sacred Heart created a reparations fund to finance scholarships for African-Americans in Grand Coteau, La., where the nuns once owned about 150 black people.

In April, students at Georgetown University, a Jesuit institution, voted to create a fund, financed by student fees, to benefit the descendants of 272 people sold in 1838 to help keep the college afloat. (Georgetown’s board of trustees has not approved the plan.)

The issue of slave reparations has also gained political traction among Democrats this year, with Congress holding a hearing on the subject and considering a commission. Several presidential candidates have also expressed support for the idea.

The reckoning over slavery’s role at theological institutions and universities with religious ties, like Georgetown, is particularly significant, said the Rev. Dr. Yolanda Pierce, the dean of the Howard University School of Divinity.

Dr. Pierce, who taught at the Princeton seminary for 10 years before leaving in 2017, commended the seminary, but said it and similar institutions had an obligation to address the kind of existential questions that money could not.

“What is the debt owed by the places that created and developed the theology that justified enslavement?” she said. Seminaries and institutions with religious ties, she said, needed to consider “how do we change the classes, how do we change the curriculum, how do change the attitudes?”

She added: “You’re not going to do it overnight. And you’re not going to do it with a check.”

Anne Stewart, the seminary’s vice president for external affairs, said that officials did not expect the initiatives to be embraced unconditionally.

“We know that some students will challenge us to do more,” she said. As to tackling the deeper questions of the seminary’s past role in supporting slavery more broadly, she noted that, among other things, the findings of the two-year investigation would be incorporated into the curriculum for all students pursuing a master’s degree starting in fall 2021.

The other measures announced by the seminary included 30 full-tuition scholarships for students descended from slaves and for members of underrepresented groups; five doctoral fellowships for students from those same backgrounds; the hiring of a full-time director for the Center for Black Church Studies; and the naming of the center for Betsey Stockton.

Ms. Stockton, a prominent African-American teacher in Princeton and Philadelphia, in some ways embodies the seminary’s complicated, and at times contradictory, connections to slavery, as detailed in the 2018 report.

She was given as a slave to the first wife of Ashbel Green, the first president of the seminary’s board of directors. Mr. Green, who owned several slaves, also led a Presbyterian Church General Assembly committee that produced an 1818 statement condemning slavery as “a gross violation of the most precious and sacred rights of human nature,” the report said.

After Ms. Stockton was emancipated, the report said, Mr. Green encouraged her religious education and missionary work in what is now known as Hawaii.

A big chunk of the report examines the deep involvement of faculty, board members and alumni in the American Colonization Society — a group that existed until 1964 and pushed for sending freed slaves to Africa, ostensibly to head off the social upheaval they believed that emancipation would cause, the report said.

Among those active in the society, according to the report, were Charles Hodge, Archibald Alexander and Samuel Miller. All three, Mr. Young of the Association of Black Seminarians noted, have campus buildings bearing their names.

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[dreamsoflightvalley]

Christmas With Sulley!

In Monstropolis, they most likely have their own traditions. Spreading fear instead of cheer, laying traps for Santa Claws instead of cookies, lighting up candles that smell like decay as opposed to fresh gingerbread…

But he’s aware human culture works… Differently. So he adjusts for his favorite human and tries to act accordingly.

James is observant, so he keeps his eyes peeled for anything you were looking at or have been looking at for a while. You’d be surprised to find something you mentioned in passing months ago wrapped underneath the tree, or that one object you keep saying you’ll buy (and never do) right alongside it.

If you’re the type to really go all out with the decorating don’t be surprised if his tail knocks and ornament or two off the tree, or if his horns get caught in some fake snowflakes… Oh, and don’t bother making any cookies for Santa because Sullivan will most definitely be scarfing them down before St. Nick can even land on the roof.

He’s not a hard person to gift, he’d be happy with simple dad gifts like a new tie or a backscratcher. The gifts he most treasures are the handmade ones, the shabbiness adds a bit of charm in his eyes.

He normally gives hugs under the mistletoe instead of kisses on the off chance he gets caught under one, but if you reaaaaally want one he won’t say no. He’d be surprised that you’d want to kiss a monster like him, given your fleshiness and such.

He enjoys lounging by the fireplace, usually in his chair, but if you’re around he prefers sitting/laying on the carpet with you. You can use him as a big cozy beanbag to stave off the cold.

Decorating the tree is easy as gooseberry pie when he’s around. He’s about as big as the tree anyway, so no need to worry about reaching the top. He puts his tail to good use too, holding ornament hooks on the spines or using it to untangle bunched up light cords!

He’s no good at cooking, so unless you plan on a feast then he’ll most likely order out for you and whoever else is around (you’re better off bringing your own food though, who knows what monster food can do to your poor, poor tummy).

Of course, being the softy that he is, he’ll always say “You didn’t have to get me anything, you make the holidays great enough on your own,” a sentiment that Mike (being the Grinch he is) disagrees with. Of course his friend will always say “What’s the point of Christmas without the gifts? Now gimme that!” and we still love him all the same.

[bestshipsmackdown]

With Nine Submissions: (1)

Kim Dokja x Yoo Joonghuyk from Omniscient Reader’s Viewpoint

With Eight Submissions: (4)

Percy Jackson x Annabeth Chase from The Percy Jackson Series

Gideon Nav x Harrowhark Nonagesimus from The Locked Tomb Series

Yang Xiao Long x Blake Belladonna from RWBY

Evan Buckley x Eddie Diaz from 911

With Seven Submissions: (2)

Adora x Catra from She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

@bracket-bracket x @thecompetitionshowdowntournament x @ultimate-poll-tournament from tumblr.com

With Six Submissions: (4)

Fred Jones x Daphne Blake x Velma Dinkley x Norville “Shaggy” Rogers from Scooby-Doo

Luz Noceda x Amity Blight from The Owl House

Lance x Keith from Voltron: Legendary Defender

Hiyori Suzumi x Yujiro Someya x Aizo Shibasaki from Honeyworks[Confession Executive Committee]

With Five Submissions: (3)

Marinette Dupain-Cheng[Ladybug] x Adrien Agreste[Chat Noir] from Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir [Miraculous Ladybug]

Kazuki Kurusu x Rei Suwa from Buddy Daddies

Akira Kurusu[Ren Amamiya/Joker]x Goro Akechi from Persona 5[Persona 5 Royal]

With Four Submissions: (10)

Jack Harkness x Rose Tyler x The Ninth Doctor from Doctor Who

Link x Zelda from The Legend of Zelda

Eda Clawthorne x Raine Whispers from The Owl House

Phoenix Wright x Miles Edgeworth from Ace Attorney

Naruto Uzumaki x Sasuke Uchiha from Naruto

Nomi Marks x Amanita Caplan from Sense8

Mike Wheeler x Will Byers from Stranger Things

Nancy Wheeler x Robin Buckley from Stranger Things

Yasmin “Yaz” Khan x The Thirteenth Doctor from Doctor Who

Merlin x Arthur Pendragon from Merlin

With Three Submissions: (32)

Laura Moon x Mad Sweeney from American Gods

Caitlyn Kiramann x Vi from Arcane

Troy Barnes x Abed Nadir from Community

Imogen Temult x Laudna from Critical Role

Edward Nygma x Oswald Cobblepot from Gotham

Will Solace x Nico Di Angelo from Heroes of Olympus

Hikaru Indou x Yoshiki Tsukajinaka from Hikaru ga Shinda Natsu

Will Parry x Lyra Silvertongue from His Dark Materials

Rose Lalonde x Kanaya Maryam from Homestuck

Gon Freecss x Killua Zoldyck from Hunter x Hunter

Dustfinger x Resa from Inkheart

Gimli x Legolas from Lord of the Rings

Bakugou Katsuki x Todoroki Shouto from Boku No Hero Academia[My Hero Academia]

Todoroki Touya[Dabi] x Takami Keigo[Hawks] from Boku No Hero Academia[My Hero Academia]

KJ Brandman x Mac Coyle from Paper Girls

Perfuma x Scorpia from She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

Reki Kyan x Langa Hasegawa from Sk8 the Infinity

Korra x Asami from The Legend of Korra

Dream x Hob from The Sandman

Enid Sinclair x Wednesday Addams from Wednesday

Buffy Summers x Spike from Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Caleb Widowgast x Essek Thelyss from Critical Role

Eddie Kaspbrak x Richie Tozier from It

Bugs Bunny x Daffy Duck from Looney Tunes

Magnus Chase x Alex Fierro from Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard

Bakugou Katsuki x Kirishima Eijirou from Boku No Hero Academia[My Hero Academia]

Dean Winchester x Castiel from Supernatural

Death[El Lobo de la Muerte] x Puss in Boots x Kitty Softpaws from Puss in Boots: The Last Wish

Tara Maclay x Willow Rosenberg from Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Shibasaki Aizo x Someya Yujiro from Honeyworks[Confession Executive Committee]

Michael “Mike” Wazowski x James P. Sullivan “Sulley” from Monsters, Inc.

Nana Osaki x Nana “Hachi” “Hachiko” Komatsu from Nana

These are the ones that have to go through a prequalifying round:

With Two Submissions: (137)

Carlos Reyes x TK Strand from 911: Lonestar

Kazuma Asougi x Ryunosuke Naruhodo from The Great Ace Attorney

Apollo Justice x Klavier Gavin from Ace Attorney: Apollo Justice

Marceline x Princess Bubblegum from Adventure Time

Salim x The Djinn from American Gods

Sam Black Crow x Shadow Moon from American Gods

Zuko x Sokka x Suki from Avatar the Last Airbender

Zuko x Sokka from Avatar the Last Airbender

Aang x Katara from Avatar the Last Airbender

Barbapapa x Barbamama from Barbapapa

Erika x Annaliese from Barbie as the Princess and the Pauper

Faith Lehane x Buffy Summers from Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Chuuya Nakahara x Osamu Dazai from Bungo Stray Dogs

Carmen Sandiego x Julia Argent from Carmen Sandiego

Ulrich Stern x Yumi Ishiyama from Code Lyoko

Percival Fredrickstein von Musel Klossowski de Rolo III x Vex'ahlia from Critical Role

Harley Quinn x Poison Ivy from DC

Hal Jordan x Bruce Wayne from DCU[Justice League]

Lena Luthor x Kara Zor-El[Kara Danvers] from DC[Supergirl]

Tinkerbell x Vidia from Disney Fairies

The Doctor x The Master from Doctor Who

Jonathan Harker x Mina Murray from Dracula

Jalil x Christopher from Everworld

Nessie97[Vannie] x Luis Cabrera from Five Nights at Freddy's[AR Emails]

Edward Elric x Winry Rockbell from Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood

Anathema x Newt from Good Omens

Crowley x Aziraphale from Good Omens

Orpheus x Eurydice from Greek Mythology

Amelia x Link from Grey's Anatomy

Bailey x Ben from Grey's Anatomy

Bokuto Koutarou x Akaashi Keiji from Haikyuu!!

Charlie Morningstar x Vaggie from Hazbin Hotel

Elle Argent x Tao Xu from Heartstopper

Millie x Moxxie from Helluva Boss

Stolas Goetia x Blitzø from Helluva Boss

Lord Asriel x Marisa Coulter from His Dark Materials

Dave Strider x Karkat Vantas from Homestuck

Dr. Gregory House x Dr. James Wilson from House M.D.

Astrid Hofferson x Hiccup Haddock from How To Train Your Dragon

Howl Jenkins Pendragon x Sophie Hatter from Howl's Moving Castle

Leorio Paradinight x Kurapika from Hunter x Hunter

Sid the Sloth x Manny the Mammoth x Diego the Saber Tooth Tiger from Ice Age

The Black Prince x Violante from Inkheart

Dustfinger x The Black Prince from Inkheart

Beverly Marsh x Ben Hanscom from It

Gojo Satoru x Geto Suguru from Jujutsu Kaisen

Luke Patterson x Julie Molina from Julie and the Phantoms

Hutch x Chloe from Jupiter's Legacy

Yukari Kotozome[Cure Macaron] x Akira Kenjou[Cure Chocolat] from Kirakira Pretty Cure A La Mode

Meta Knight x King Dedede from Kirby

Joacquim Morray x Forever Carlyle from Lazarus

Wendy Pleakley x Jumba Jookiba from Lilo & Stitch

Arwen x Aragorn from Lord of the Rings

Lucifer x Chloe Decker from Lucifer

Eve x Mazikeen from Lucifer

Homura Akemi x Madoka Kaname from Madoka Magica

Jonathan Sims x Martin Blackwood from The Magnus Archives

Steve Rogers[Captain America] x Anthony “Tony” Stark[Ironman] from Marvel

Wanda x Vision from Marvel

James “Bucky” Barnes x Steve Rogers[Captain America] from Marvel

Sam Wilson x James “Bucky” Barnes from Marvel

Charles Xavier[Professor X] x Erik Lehnsherr[Magneto] from X-Men[Marvel]

Noemi x Francis from Mexican Gothic

Adrien Agreste[Chat Noir] x Luka Couffaine[Viperion] from Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir [Miraculous Ladybug]

Nathalie Sancoeur x Émilie Agreste from Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir [Miraculous Ladybug]

Phryne Fisher x Jack Robinson from Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries

Bakugou Katsuki x Todoroki Shouto x Midoriya Izuku from Boku No Hero Academia[My Hero Academia]

Yaoyorozu Momo x Jirou Kyouka from Boku No Hero Academia[My Hero Academia]

Todoroki Shouto x Midoriya Izuku from Boku No Hero Academia[My Hero Academia]

Uraraka Ochako x Midoriya Izuku from Boku No Hero Academia[My Hero Academia]

Kate Whistler x Lucy Tara from NCIS Hawai'i

Richard Mayhew x Lady Door from Neverwhere

Jack Kelly x David Jacobs from Newsies

Regina Mills[Evil Queen] x Emma Swan from Once Upon a Time

Killian Jones[Captain Hook] x Emma Swan from Once Upon a Time

Elizabeth Swann x Will Turner from Pirates of the Caribbean

Elizabeth Bennet x Fitzwilliam Darcy from Pride and Prejudice

Charlotte “Lottie” La Bouff x Tiana from Princess and the Frog

Dani Powell x Malcolm Bright from Prodigal Son

Gil Arroyo x Jessica Whitly from Prodigal Son

Sasha Nein x Milla Vodello from Psychonauts

Utena Tenjou x Anthy HImemiya from Revolutionary Girl Utena

Lie Ren x Nora Valkyrie from RWBY

Ruby Rose x Penny Polendina from RWBY

Mamoru Chiba[Tuxedo Mask] x Usagi Tsukino[Sailor Moon] from Sailor Moon

Daphne Blake x Velma Dinkley from Scooby-Doo

Magnus x Alec from Shadowhunters

Glimmer x Bow from She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

Mermista x Sea Hawk from She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

Spinnerella x Netossa from She-Ra and the Princesses of Power

John Watson x Sherlock Holmes from Sherlock Holmes

Kaz Brekker x Inej Ghafa from Six of Crows

Wylan Hendricks x Jesper Fahey from Six of Crows

Nina Zenik x Matthias Helvas from Six of Crows

Sonic the Hedgehog x Shadow the Hedgehog from Sonic the Hedgehog

Eric Cartman x Kyle Brofloski from South Park

Loid Forger x Yor Briar from Spy x Family

Captain Kirk x Spock from Star Trek

Connie Maheswaran x Steven Universe from Steven Universe

Ruby x Sapphire from Steven Universe

Steve Harrington x Eddie Munson from Stranger Things

El Hopper x Max Mayfield x Lucas Sinclair from Stranger Things

Rapunzel x Eugene “Flynn Rider” Flitzherbert

Scott McCall x Stiles Stilinski from Teen Wolf

Morticia Addams x Gomez Addams from The Addams Family

Chidi Anagonye x Eleanor Shellstrop from The Good Place

Ellie Williams x Dina from The Last of Us 2

Ashby x Pei from The Long Way to a Small Angry Planet

Sissix x Rosemary Harper from The Long Way to a Small Angry Planet

Jenks x Lovey from The Long Way to a Small Angry Planet

Marco x Celia from The Night Circus

Willow Park x Hunter from The Owl House

Gus Porter x Mattholomule from The Owl House

Westley x Buttercup from The Princess Bride

Chel x Miguel x Tulio from The Road to El Dorado

Barbie x Wanda from The Sandman

Foxglove x Hazel from The Sandman

Hector x Lyta from The Sandman

Will Herondale x Tessa Gray x Jem Carstairs from The Shadowhunter Chronicles

Zachary x Dorian from The Starless Sea

Cassandra x Laura from The Wicked + The Divine

Vasya x Morozko from The Winternight Trilogy

Jaskier[Dandelion] x Geralt of Rivia x Yennefer from The Witcher

Fox Mulder x Dana Scully from The X-files

Jack x Rose from Titanic

Kou Minamoto x Mistuba Sousuke from Toilet-Bound Hanako-kun

Ken Kaneki x Hideyoshi Nagachika from Tokyo Ghoul

Ianto Jones x Jack Harkness from Torchwood

Toshiko Sato x Owen Harper from Torchwood

Agnieszka x Sarkan from Uprooted

Cornelia Hale x Irma Lair from W.I.T.C.H.

Bloom x Stella from Winx Club

Flora x Mirta from Winx Club

Xena x Gabrielle from Xena: Warrior Princess

Agent 355 x Allison Mann from Y : The Last Man

Hero Brown x Beth Deville from Y : The Last Man

Katsuki Yuuri x Viktor Nikiforov from Yuri!!! on Ice

[dreamsoflightvalley]

Oof calling Sulley by his first name would be such a power move. His stomach would sink the moment he hears someone sternly go “James.”

And then he’d shuffle over to you like he’s guilty of something and ask what he did wrong 😭

[dreamsoflightvalley]

Living with Sulley Headcanons (Dreamlight Valley AU)

A/N: I know he’s gonna be in game sooner or later I can feel it in my bones! For now take these fluffy headcanons. They can be interpreted as romantic or platonic, your choice!

After a wonderful wedding hosted in the grandiose castle in Dreamlight Valley, Mike and Celia are finally hitched!

It’s a joyous day for everyone, especially Mike now that he’s going to be moving in with his schmoopsy-poo.

James is happy for him, of course, his best friend is finally getting married! But that means the house will be rather empty without that punky little eyeball around.

So, while Mike and Celia are on their honeymoon you assure Sullivan that he can come over whenever he likes, in case the loneliness is too much for him.

He denies the accusation at first, some of that tough guy attitude he had in college still floating around in his psyche.

“Me? Lonely? Psh, c’mon, if anything I’m happy to finally get the place to myself.”

But that proves to be not true since he’s knocking on your door not even a day later, rubbing the back of his neck as he asks if he can stay in one of your spare rooms.

You can’t help but find his shyness amusing, and of course you let him in.

He tries to make idle conversation as you finish up preparing dinner, he’s still going on about the fact that the electricity here is “made of magic,” as Merlin so eloquently explained to him a few days prior.

You cooked enough to have leftovers for tomorrow, but with James P. Sullivan at the table… Yeah, good luck.

He’s a decent roommate in spite of the shedding.

He’ll kill the bugs around the house, rearrange your rooms if you ask him to, he washes the dishes himself when he’s done eating, he’s a nice guy.

If you’re afraid of something, anything, he’ll protect you from it.

If you’re scared of thunder he’ll let you into his room and hold you close, his dense arms muffling the sounds outside. If you’re scared of the dark and the power goes out he’ll carry you around as you light all the candles around the house.

When Mike and Celia finally get back from their vacation, Sulley truthfully doesn’t want to leave, but he can’t let that house you crafted for him go to waste.

He thanks you for letting him stay, and you thank him for being an excellent mattress and tell him that he’s welcome to come back anytime.

Needless to say, he treats your house like a second home.