#pixar x reader

[sleeplessdreamer14]

𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓮𝓬𝓽 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓶𝓮

fandom: Onward (Pixar)

relationship: Barley Lightfoot x GN! Reader

summary: You and Barley are perfect for each other. Now if only you could see that for yourselves.

additional tags: pining, pre-relationship, friends to lovers, unresolved romantic tension, self esteem issues, y’all are massive dorks

a/n: this fandom is seriously lacking in x reader content, we need to step it up. divider provided by @cafekitsune

Barley fell first, you fell harder.

The two of you had been close friends for a few years. He realized his feelings for you around the time he turned eighteen.

He definitely has a music playlist dedicated to you. It was initially made on a whim, but then the discography grew increasingly more affectionate.

You have the same tattoo on your left arm that he does on his right.

Play wrestling is definitely a thing for you guys.

One of his favorite things to do is going for snack runs with you in his van in the evening. Sometimes he’ll take the long way home just to have a few more minutes with you.

He honestly felt honored the first time you fell asleep while he was driving.

Believe you me, Barley is way too good at making you smile and laugh, even when you don’t want to.

Even if you’re super bummed or stressed out, his Medieval Voice works like a charm on you.

Barley feel like a million bucks whenever he gets you to laugh.

But he does know when to get serious.

Like this one time when you were just stuck in a major funk, and despite the small laugh Barley got out of you, it didn’t get rid of the hurt. So he stayed and waited it out with you so at least you weren’t alone.

Having him there did make it easier.

Yes of course Laurel loves you.

She and Ian have listened to Barley talk about you so much that it felt like they already knew you by the time you first came over to meet them.

Frankly, it boggles their minds that you two aren’t going out. (yet)

Trust me, Barley wants to ask you out, so bad, more than anything. He’s thought about it a hundred times by now. But he just… can’t. Not yet.

You potentially turning him down wasn’t even half the reason for his hesitation, no, it was the thought that you’d say yes, but then he’d screw it up somehow.

Barley isn’t afraid of very much, only a handful of things. Those include; anything bad happening to his mom or brother, and letting you down.

Speaking of which, you never stand for anyone talking to/about Barley like that, even before you realized you had a crush on him.

Whether it be with a death glare or some choice words, you would make your displeasure clear.

Officer Bronco is honestly kind of scared of you at this point.

The way you’ve always had his back and treated him with the respect and dignity that most people deny him makes Barley feel like if he really did his best, he could be a good boyfriend to you.

Chances are, you may have to be the one to make the first move.

[sivyera]

HI!! I'M REAL SUCKER FOR DISNEY AND PIXAR MOVIES SO IF YOU COULD DO SOMETHING WITH THEM? LIKE DISNEY PRINCESSES OR JUST A MIX OF DISNEY AND PIXAR CHARACTERS HEDCANONS DATING?!! THANK YOU A LOTTT!!!!

i hope you like it! i wanted to give a credit to those forgotten characters because you didn't tell me what specific characters you want so..

Disney/Pixar characters dating hc's

ft. pocahontas, diego, prince philip, aurora, kida, ember lumen, simba, tigress, killian, nod, robyn goodfellowe, belle

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-Pocahontas - Pocahontas

-i see a secret relationship with her, because of her father... so she will sneak out at night to your teepee just to see you and cuddle with you.

-exploring the nature together like hiking hills and mountains, swimming in every river, lake, sea,... while splashing water on each other.

-when you are having trouble falling asleep, she will sing to you, probably a lullaby from her mother or some she wrote for you.

-matching bracelets and it's a BIG deal for her. it's like a promise ring to her so if you take it off (without a good reason!) she will be really upset.

-grandmother Willow wants to meet you so bad but Pocahontas refuses. not because she's ashamed of you or something, but because she talked about you to grandmother Willow so many times so she's scared what grandmother willow might say

-she will pick different types of rocks, feathers, crystals, flowers,... and bring them to you and say something like "this reminds me of you" "this is almost as beautiful as you"

-Ice Age - Diego

-hunting together. he finds it hot when you hunt so he may lose his focus, if you smack him or growl at him; he will snap out of his trance.

-watching after each other all the time. Diego was with the wrong guys from the start so he was always 'alone' even when he was with Soto. when he met Manny and Sid it got better but then Manny met Ellie etc,... so he tends to protect others before him, he puts others before him so when you watch after him and he watches after you it feels right to him, makes him feel safe

-he will tease you A LOT. i mean he's a man AND a cat, what did you expect. so when is winter he will push you on ice or throw you into a snow and when you get angry and start chasing him, he will just laugh because he's stronger then you so in case he can pin you down

-cuddles and a lot of purring. at night, when Diego gets tired he become a huge cuddly cat. you two are alone in your shared cave so he just snuggles to you or put his paw around you. and at day time around Manny and Sid he's the 'tough guy' again.

-when you are mad at him, he will bring small dead animals to you or some flowers or he will do things for you and he will be 'nice' to Sid, Crash and Eddie just so you see how good boyfriend he is and so you can forgive him faster.

-Sleeping Beauty - Prince Philip

-he's a real gentleman. he will hold the door for you, dance with you, read with you, ride a horse with you, take your shoes off, massage your back or feet,....

-riding a horse with you or walking through the royal gardens hand in hand are his two favourite activities to do with you. he loves you a lot and he loves your ideas and opinions (he basically loves how your brain works yk) so when you two are walking through the gardens while talking... he just love it!

-sneaking you inside the castle at night and outside at early morning from the start because of his parents reaction, or he will sneak outside at nigh to your house in town.

-he will bring you flowers at least twice a week because he can. i mean he doesn't have a specific reason for it he just wants to see you smile

-baking with each other! hear me out i feel like he's a huge fan of baking so when you said you can bake, he was SO happy! he will try and help you or he will just watch. for sure he will eat it almost all

-he loves when you touch his hair. it makes him feel safe and it calms him down. he doesn't like back scratches or massages JUST playing with his hair.

-Sleeping Beauty - Aurora

-collect wild strawberries, raspberries, blueberries and other wild fruits. this may sound weird but she loves it. she's with the love of her life; you, she's in nature which she loves so much, also with animals, that's why she loves it so much. it's many things she loves at the same time.

-dancing and singing around the house with each other. she doesn't care if you cannot dance nor sing, you can just swing around and hum with her, and it will make her happy!

-Flora, Fauna, and Merryweather are always giggling and 'running' around while watching you two, telling each other how lucky Aurora is and how cute you two look,...

-they will also make you matching dresses. and yes, they will fight over the smallest things while doing it. the dresses ended up really pretty! it was simple two blue dresses with your initials on the other side of the dress (like under?)

-cooking and baking together. you are also such a good team, when Aurora washes the dishes you dry them, or she mix the ingredience you decorate the cake

-she's also pretty touchy at all times like she will walk behind you in the kitchen and just touch or slightly squeeze you arm/shoulder. also pretty cuddly so mostly at nights she will put her head on your chest and listen to your heartbeat OR she will hug you from behind and put her head in your neck.

-Atlantis: The Lost Empire - Kida

-matching crystal bracelets. she has her blue one and you have the same one just your favourite color. she will kiss your crystal multiple times so when you are sad or feeling lonely and she's not near, you can kiss it like you kiss her, yk

-swimming late at night together. feeling her hands traveling on your body under the water with a smirk because when you relax in her touch and lost focus, she will splash water on you and swim away a bit, just to tease you.

-playing with her hair. she loves it because it kinda reminds her of her mother so it brings her a lot of comfort and when you do it, she's over the moon!

-braiding small braids in her hair which she will have until they unravel.

-she will hunt and you will cook, there is no other way. and she always eats all the food saying how delicious it was and how you are so good, sometimes she will even watch how you prepare the food just so she can see your hands work...

-having her hands ATTACHED to your waist. she just loves it there! and whenever she can, she will squeeze your waist or just put her hands on it.

-Elemental - Ember Lumen

-one of the main reasons she fall in love with you is that when you are near her, she's calm. like it's so weird how you can control her without knowing, so when she was in the shop with her dad she could (and probably will) lose her temper at some customer, but when you are there (talking to her or her mom or anyone else, or no one!) she's calm and relaxed

-she will admire you a lot. it's some kind of habit of her, when she was little she admired her father a lot... now when she's adult, she admires you (and still her father) because you can handle her, and you love her no matter what...

-she will make you ton of things from glass/lava, you have full room of them and you love it! mostly when she has delivery she quickly knock at your door, give you her gift from the glass she handmade and say something like "you look beautiful today, bye" "i love you, bye"

-she also uses the delivery as a way of saying 'nice' things to you, i mean she just gets so nervous around you and she cannot flirt for her own good so...

-at night she loves to fall asleep next to you while holding your hand. she moves a lot in her sleep and she gets 'hot' quickly so she doesn't want to hurt you and she needs a space but she also wants to be near you so holding your hand is the best.

-Lion King - Simba

-he will show you off all the time! i mean you are his mate, his queen, his goddess, his pride so of course he's gonna show you off to everyone.

-he will let you have the first bite. that's a really strong gesture of love because we know that alpha/king male lions eats first, then lionesses and then cubs... but Simba let's you have the first bite and then you eat together.

-he's a flirt and a tease so he will say a lot of cheese things like when you wake up in the morning "you look stunning, my love" following by "god, how lucky i am to have you, love"

-he also craves for your touch. so snuggling his nose in your neck because that's where the most of your natural scent is and just breaths in.

-protective af! like a lot because you are his EVERYTHING, like literally. so he's almost everytime with you, just when you REALLY need privacy he'll leave you alone.

-Sarabi loves you and she often tease her son about how much he loves you etc. which Simba hates but you find it cute how she keeps talking and Simba's rolling his eyes and saying that it's not true.

-Kung Fu Panda - Tigress

-Tigress is pretty tough, so if she falls in love with you; you must be special. i mean she's capable of love and all, she just doesn't focus on that, she's mainly focused on training and kung fu so...

-training together! that's a need, she will make you workout at least twice a week so you can be fit and healthy, if you want more you can train more... if you are sick or on your period you can just sit there and watch her

-she will try to impress you and show off her muscles and skills to you. like a way of proving to you that she can protect you and take care of you, so she can make you feel safe..

-a lots of scratching behind the ear and purring. she loves it! she'll lay on your stomach, wrap her arms around your waist and just cuddle to you while you can scratch her behind her ears.

-master Shifu knew that she's in love with you before she realized! he know his daughter so he was ready for it... maybe he panicked a bit from the start and talked to Oogway first, he calmed him down and the both of them were really supportive and happy for her.

-Mantis, Monkey, Crane, Viper and Po were also really happy for her, and they teased her a lot about it which she than repaid them in training.

-she's also really really protective and possessive. if someone hurt you, she will go FERAL.

-Spies in Disguise - Killian

-Killian is a villain so he is extremely protective of you. Cameras everywhere around the house, tracking your phone and laptop (watch, car,...) so he knows where you are... he also sends your personal bodyguards with you (in case he has a meeting or business.

-he spoils you, A LOT! he often shops with you, to see all those outfits and you smiley face, but there are times when he cannot which mean he'll send you at least 3 bodyguards to protect you (he has like 20 bodyguards watching over you but shh)

-he loves how he can relax when he's near you. often, when he comes home, late, he sits on his huge velvet chair with a red wine while you sit in front of him; talking.

-like i said he spoils you at normal days but on your b-day or valentine's day or christmas!! you have everything you can think of, you look at that thing and he's already paying.

-he doesn't really like when you took his hair, like he doesn't mind but he prefers when you stroke your nails, softly on his arm up and down. that's much better for him.

-Epic - Nod

-Nod is another teaser. he will gently poke your waist or gently pinch your arm and laugh everytime you slap his hand but when you aren't looking he will whisper "ow" under his nose.

-his father loves you, he thinks that you keep Nod calm and focused on many thing, which he needs.

-he'll race you through the forest on your hummingbirds and when he wins he'll brag about it for a week and if you win, he'll also brag about it to others how awesome his girlfriend is.

-i feel like he loves dancing so he will dance with you around, mostly on the balcony of your shared bedroom, mostly at middle of the night.

-he's keeping an eye on you every single second. always when you are near him and not right next to him, he'll turn to look at you from time to time just to make sure you are safe.

-when you two are cuddling, he'll probably lay his head on your chest and make you play with his hair or he'll make you to lay on his chest so he can play with your hair, it just depends on his mood.

-Wolfwalkers - Robyn Goodfellowe

-Robyn will want to be with you every single minute she can, because she loves you so much! i believe that it takes her some time to fall in love and deeply care about someone, you also have to be a bit "special" to her to fall in love, but when she does, she loves deeply and strongly

-she's a hunter, in her human body or wolf form, doesn't matter she's a hunter, hunter blood runs through her veins, so you two will spend a lot of time in the forest just hanging around...

-Mebh will be a little suspicious about you from the start but eventually she will like you and she's just happy that Robyn is happy, same with Robyn's father and Moll.

-she trusts you a lot, so she will show you her wolf form and even tell you that she's a wolfwalker. she loves when you scratch her behind her ear or just stroke her fur.

-if you're a wolfwalker as well then you two are running through the woods all the time.

-Robyn love when you braid her hair. you can make her two braids and she'll fall asleep with them or you can make her a pony-tail and she'll hunt with it,..

-Beauty and the Beast - Belle

-Belle is really loving person but she's introvert, which means she needs a time to open herself truly. i mean she'll share many stuff with you but after some time she'll share some deep thoughts and stuff like that.

-you two will have "your talks" every single saturday. it means that you two sit on a picnic blanket outside or near the fireplace inside (depends on the weather) and talk about books you've read and gossip and just talk about everything.

-she will mark every sentence or word that she finds amazing like "kiss me until i'm sick of it" and the say it to you.

-she can be shy but that doesn't mean she cannot flirt and you'd be surprise from the start that she can flirt like this with just a giggle

-Belle loves touching you. braiding your hair, stroking your hand with her thumb, kissing your shoulder... doesn't really matter, she's just touch starved

-reading to each other. if one of you cannot fall asleep because of any reason, the other one will read 'till falling asleep. she finds it really comforting because she loves your voice.

[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—?!”

[multi-fandom-imagine]

I was gonna have it be a cross over fic between Coco and Encanto

And the fic was supposed to be a cute bonding fic where Bruno and his son bond while trying to save the reader as they step into the Land of the Dead since the son's gift was being able to see the dead.

And Bruno get's to see his father again.

And I just:...never wrote it...

...that still haunts me

[comically-callous]

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Hello, freaks. Please skim through this before making requests!

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Fandoms I'll write for:

Spiderman into/across the spiderverse

Harry Potter

Marauders

Marvel

X-Men

DC

Bullet train

Fear street

Stranger things

Baldur's gate 3

The amazing Spiderman

Slashers

Saiki K

Umbrella academy

I am not okay with this

Arcane

Arcana

Ouran highschool host club

Our flag means death

Ride the cyclone

Various Tim Burton movies

Gravity falls

Descendants

Criminal Minds

Stardew Valley

Detroit: Become Human

Inside job

Criminal minds

The Holdovers

Sallyface

Mouthwashing

The Last of Us

Probably a bunch of other stuff I'm forgetting. Feel free to ask me about other fandoms

What I will do:

Headcanons

Short fanfics/drabbles

Character x reader

Fem!Reader

Gn!Reader

Anything but Male! Reader (No shade to male!readers, I love y'all)

Platonic relationships

Romantic relationships

Poly relationships

AUs

Use of the same prompt for different characters

When requesting headcanons, I'll write for a maximum of 6 characters per post

Again, feel free to ask about what I'll write if you have any questions

What I WON'T do:

Anything including extreme gore/ v!Olence

1nc3st (gross)

Character x character (it's just not my thing)

Abusive relationships

Male!Reader (again, sorry fellas)

Real people x reader

Pregnancy/giving birth

Reader that has children with character

Rape/SA

Suicide/self harm

Child!Reader

Last time I'm saying this, but feel free to ask questions about what I'll write!!!

[bleedingichorhearts]

𝐆𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐈𝐈

𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗: We will not talk about my small struggle about this one, lol.

𝕾𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖞: You and your robot hallucination get ready for the mission, only to never complete it.

TW // Hallucination, Violence.

|°ᴛᴀɢ ʟɪꜱᴛ ᴀᴘᴘʟɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ°| |°ɪᴄʜᴏʀ’ꜱ ᴀᴏ3°| |°𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕃𝕚𝕤𝕥°| • {Chapter II} • {Chapter IV}

“I can’t believe you read that rubbish!” The purple robot exclaims in your head, astounded that you even read the book that was completely different from his real self, or he says. You don’t entirely believe him because well, he’s not someone to trust. Sure, he’s inside your mind, but it still doesn't give him the excuse to be supposedly friendly. He hasn’t proven himself to be trustworthy anyway. That's if he was real. He has yet to prove that too, no matter what he says about being real.

Moving one of the books about him and a variety of hallucination studies to the side of the kitchen counter. You place your gear on it, getting ready for the mission Commander Burnside put you on with the Cadet. Your hands adjusting the under armor a bit more comfortably as you get ready to put on the Space Ranger Armor. Mastering the actions of ignoring the robot inside of your head, boasting about many things he has done. Some of them leave you questioning his sanity…

“It is completely unreliable! How could you read such a thing?! How could I have read such a thing?” Yet, the damn robot continues to talk in your head. You believe the hallucinations of him are getting stronger too, in a way. You can’t explain it, but you just have a gut feeling… It’s not nearly bad, but it isn’t good either. It’s like some dreaded force you can’t stop that weighs on your shoulders. “Stop ignoring me!”

Your hands move to put on the Space Ranger Armor with a slight huff, but you’re slightly amused with the big robot antics sometimes. With the way he likes to try to be a higher power then switches up on you and has a bit of a… tantrum. It was like a child that wanted your absolute attention. All huffy and puffy then would go to a corner if you demanded them to then, they would come right back to huff and pout some more. “I am not a child. I am an emperor to you.”

A twitch of a smile nearly appears on your face with the response he gives you. He was a bit easy to tease for a hallucination, and that too, amuses you. You could possibly tease him all you like, and he’ll be huffy and prissy about it. That is until he threatens to “come and take you.” It’s something you’re unsure if you want to believe of him or not: that he was real. There's evidence of him, but he just… wasn’t there. Simply just annoying you in your head. There was nothing in the archives to let you learn truly about him. You had to rely on his little speaking’s of himself inside of your mind in order to get anything remotely helpful to know what he is, but even that can be challenging to know.

For a bot that speaks like a child sometimes, he really knows what he’s doing, and that's a bit… concerning for you. It’s hard to decipher if he was real or he was just a hallucination you somehow acquired…You wonder how you even got the hallucinations of him in the first place. You weren't even born yet when Buzz has faced off against the bot… Maybe you could ask Buzz for more insight instead of just reviewing his logs?

“You will not go to that imbecile for questioning.” He starts up again, always getting a bit more huffy when you mention or even think about Buzz Lightyear. It was funny but also concerning. Was this bot a control freak? How long did his bot hold a grudge for? Even when he was supposedly dead? “However, your hallucinations are not just that darling-”

He’s interrupted by the coms that spoke of your ready departure to go up into the atmosphere as you slide into the Space Ranger Armor and clicking it into place on your body. A pure, disgruntled noise leaving him, and you can swear you can sense him wanting to just grasp at something and choke it out. It was… still amusing, even if it was a bit of a darker imagination. There was just something about this… robot that interests you in a way. No, not because he was haunting your dreams and haunting you when you’re awake. There was just something that has a pull to him. You’re not sure if that was good or not either…

“Calm, robot.” You take a shot to speak to him, or at least in the private confines of your room. Your hands patting yourself down from your neck down to the boots of the armor, making sure you got everything. “You have been stuck in my head, haven’t you?”

“I-” He almost sounds speechless that you have even verbally answered him back, his voice stuttering before he hums in thought. Keeping his growly tone up. “I suppose you have a point… However, it’s still annoying.”

You hum lightly at his response, slightly nodding your head. Silently agreeing with his words while, yes. The announcements can get quite annoying as they do interrupt you quite a lot yourself, but sometimes there is a benefit to them. Sometimes, not always. There have been times where you are supposed to have time to yourself, but then someone just had to ruin all your relaxation by calling you off of your time. You can only wish your vacation times pile up, so you don’t have to listen to others for like… a reasonable week.

Patting yourself again, just in case. You look around yourself, double checking before taking your leave out of your quarters. The door shutting behind you before you turn around to lock the door and then head for the hangars. The people in the hallways giving you nods or salutes, acknowledging that you have a mission. Acknowledging that you might not come back from the mission, no matter how high the safety rate was, anything was possible. They were giving you their last, respectful goodbyes, just in case you don’t return.

“It seems you have quite the reputation…” The bot in your mind hums, probably thinking you're some high-end person. His figure appearing and disappearing on the reflection of each window you pass by while walking through glass bridges and outside a bit to get to the hangar. Your eyes keeping a look out for that pesky vine that attempted to take that janitor not too long ago…

You don’t answer the bot again, however. You didn’t want to get caught openly talking to yourself like a madman and be disqualified from the mission just because of it, or with any other missions that you would— might be put on after it. You were not risking what you have worked so hard for to be just thrown in the trash like a simple, broken toy. That didn’t sit right with you.

Walking into the hangar, it was always a rather pleasing sight to see: The spaceship you are meaning to take patiently waiting for you, the soft beeps and talk of the people and machines around you, and the soft, cold morning breeze coming in through the open gate, tickling your cheeks. It was not because everything was ready for you, but because you can see how far along in evolution the people have come to on this planet. How Buzz Lightyear may have crashed the vessel, but at least the planet and a bit of the vessel had the resources to make a new colony on a new planet. You also heard from one of his logs of how Buzz Lightyear didn’t like his failure of his people, the people that relied on him to go into hyperspace again, but in time and fighting with Zurg… He had learned something you suspect, but it still doesn’t stop him from going out to space now and again.

“Stop thinking about that pest!” Zurg growls lowly at you, your hairs on your skin pricking up at the warning. A small, but amused huff leaving you. “He is nothing but a failure!”

You roll your eyes at nothing, shaking your head slightly to yourself while moving up to the platform of the ship waiting for you. Your hand coming up to press a button near your breast plate and gorget to activate your helmet. The tough glass of it rolling over your head and hissing then shifting into place with a click. The sudden reflection of Zurg staring down at you from your peripheral vision spooking you as you realize just how big this… bot was. He towers over people; He was huge, maybe something like a Jo-Adian? No, he was still definitely taller. Was his armor making him taller or was he just… like that? Created like that?

“Ah, you’re here!” You hear the gasp of someone familiar, their voice forcing you to ignore the grumpy robot in your head while you enter the ship. Your eyes carefully making sure the ship is up to safety and launching qualifications before turning your attention to the voice. “I was worried you ditched me.”

You hum in acknowledgement to the cadet that has gotten on the ship before you. Possibly excited for the mission despite it being a low-ranked one. He definitely seems to be in a less of a… mood? He seemed less cocky and more calm now than when he was the first day you had met the cadet. However, he had thought you ditched them. You were on time, weren’t you? You always were. You bring up your wrist, the softly, glowing numbers on it appearing on the glass of the watch.

0735, you were only 5 minutes late. That can be regular for you as mornings can be a bit painful depending on how your previous missions go. Did this cadet get ditched a lot? Either way, you were both messing around too much with the time now.

“I assume you know how to be the secondary pilot?” You question him, looking at him like he should know what to do, and he should. He should be trained for this or else he wouldn’t even be going on this mission. No one was left untrained for such tasks that are more dangerous than one would think despite its low rank in missions.

He nods a bit excitedly to you, addressing you with respect this time, and it kind of throws you off. At first impressions he seems very cocky, unreliable and now? Obedient and more respectful. Maybe this cadet has a certain mental issue? Unpredictable? Or… a traitor. Yet nothing in his files had any motivation for him to be a traitor. He has a full family, a healthy pay, foods, and a good home. “The mentors wouldn’t even let me off until I co-piloted right.”

“Oh? You think that bug is capable of betrayal? Don’t make me laugh!”

“Ah, seems about right.” You comment, ignoring the now menacing laughing the bot is doing in your head, but amused by the thought of the mentors not letting the cadet out until he at least puked up in the cockpit a couple of times, that was inevitable. Your form moving for the cockpit yourself, sitting yourself down in the front, main control chair with a slight bounce. The chairs of the ship were surprisingly comfortable; springy. “Sit yourself down then, cadet.”

You carefully watch him move a bit quickly into the seat behind you, plopping himself right down into it and getting himself comfortable in it as you give him a hum before turning back around to mess with some buttons to get the ship systems running. You fingers pushing and flicking the switches on with fluency as you have done this many times before. The ship turning on with a soft whine and a gentle rumble before just humming softly.

“This is space control, I see you are ready for your mission?” Another familiar voice cuts through, but this time on your vox. Your helmet looking up to the control station, unamused. A light laugh escaping the male. “I see your stare, ranger.”

“Oh! By the—!“

“Buzz lightyear?” Cadet Wilson speaks, sounding confused but surprised. Not uncommon for the cadets to do for hearing a legend within their ranks; helping them.

“That's right.” The vox chuckles softly. The blond-haired man in the control room looking down at the ship. “Are you ready for your first mission, cadet?”

“No! Get that bug out of here!”

“Hell yeah!” The cadet yells out, simply pumped up by Lightyears question that you can help but roll your eyes at it. Your hallucination was just buzzing in anger, and why was this so typical? It was a bit entertaining. You should push your robot voice in your head to acknowledge the famous Ranger some more.

“Do not!” He warns and you almost snicker. Again, you didn’t want to be perceived as a madman.

“That's the spirit!” Buzz exclaims back, doing some sort of… hand, fist pump in the control room. “Alright, I'm going to lead you guys out this morning, be prepared cadet. This launch is not going to be like the one in your training.”

Your hand on the joystick of the ship twitches a little at the mention of taking off, eager to feel that satisfying thrill of that launch as the cadet readjusts himself behind you in his chair. The safety mechanisms locking around you; snuggly fitting around you and giving a nice click to notify you of the systems succession. Preparing and making sure the both of you are safe for making this launch.

“Are you both ready?” Buzz asks with a light tone while you can feel the ship give a light jerk. The platform the ship is on lowering just a bit, unlatching from the wheels so it previously doesn’t get stolen from certain rangers. The hangar gate in front of you opening up to its full extent as the morning sun blinds you for a moment on the extending runway. A loud blare of an alarm warning everyone to get off the runway as you mess with a couple more buttons and switches. Activating the jets of your ship while the platform prepares the ship to launch forward.

“3…”

“2…”

“1…”

“Blast off!”

The ship shutters around you as your back is forced to the back of your seat. The inside of the hangar breezing past you like a whip. Your hands on the joystick as you start to lift it up with slow ease, having complete, smooth control of the ship while you lift it up and off the ground, going straight for the skies. Your ship rumbling as it moves through some clouds. The density of oxygen on the planet affecting you a little bit the more you fly up through its atmosphere. Its gravity trying to pull you back down despite your speed to go through the layers of the atmosphere.

“Troposphere.” The vox turns on again, Buzzs’ voice guiding you through the layers of the planet. Gain a huff and what feels like an eye roll from your hallucination.

“Stratosphere.” He continues, and you can feel a very cold shift around you. No doubt the space itself is trying to freeze you out. The heat of the ship going against its will; battling against it. Capturing you in a tiny capsule of a golden, orangish hue.

“Mesosphere.” Your anxiety suddenly sparks as your gut churns. Your eyes looking out at the upcoming space, trying to see if there was some unlucky rock in your way, but you see nothing except the black void of flickering space. Distant stars twinkling in the distance.

“Thermosphere.” You grunt as something suddenly hits you, the sound of something cracking. Your hands briefly letting the joystick go, losing control. Your mind confused as you had never lost your hold on the joystick before, never been dazed on your way out to the outer atmospheres, even on different planets. A dull pain sprouting in the back of your head as an exposure warning flashes inside of your helmet. 

Did… did the cadet hit you in the back?

This fucking cadet. You knew something was wrong; off about him. That’s why he was acting less cocky than he was!

Knowing your training for getting hijacked. You reach forward to disable the safety systems all while changing the pilot command to the autopilot to stay upright in space and not spiraling around. Your mind a bit dizzy as the gravity shifts in the cockpit, but you had worse than a kick to the back of your helmet.

“You're a bold one.” You say lowly, twisting up in the zero gravity, holding the chair while you launch yourself from it with a push of your legs and slam the cadet back into their chair. A deep amused sound coming from your mind.

“My, I didn’t think I was going to get a show too.”

You wanted to snap at the hallucination in your head but barely kept it by biting your tongue. You were in no mood to play games on your missions, and clearly the cadet thinks it is a game with how… relaxed he looks. Something is wrong. This was a set up.

“I had always wanted to take you down myself.” The cadet spews before clocking you in the helmet, another crack sounding out. Your body slightly floating back at the unexpected hit the cadet gave you, it was a surprisingly hard hit.

Your body is slammed back into the controls not a second after. Your eyes glaring back into the cadets' green ones. Ignoring the particular purple that curls around you, and the red glare in your peripheral vision.

“Kill him, kill him!”

“Always the highlight to talk about, second to Lightyear.” The cadet continues, shoving your helmet back into the controls, breaking something behind you as the world seems to spin. “Imagine when I come back to tell them you're dead? That you couldn’t simply take a cadet out to space?”

“It’s a low-ranked mission.” You spit out with a grunt, a massive headache forming while your hands push up against the cadets' armor. “Who would believe you if I have done much more dangerous missions than this?”

“Accidents can happen.” He simply states, shoving your helmet back down again. His own helmet leaning close into yours. “I can always play innocent once you're dead.”

“Oh! How interesting! You always get pests like this to play with?”

“Once we’re both dead.” You state with another grunt, pushing a certain selection in his armor; popping out a pen from his chest plate. You hand quickly grasping for it and rising it above your head before you send it back down into his helmet, embedding the pen and cracking the helmet while you use it to throw him off of you. His body slamming against the frontal glass of the cockpit. “The galaxy is spinning around us; the autopilot is broken.”

“...What?” The cadet hisses at you, glaring at you with new hate while he looks from you and the controls and realizes. Once he slammed you against the control board, the autopilot broke.

“I suppose we are both lucky the gravity stabilizers are not broken or else we would be scrambled omelets by now, cadet.” You continue, not even bothering to right the ship, simply staring the man down. The red, flashing alarms are enough to tell you were back in some planet's orbit. You were going to crash land on it. “Yet, not lucky enough for your jealousy to kick in. What were you thinking, cadet? This is a failure from you.”

“You certainly know how to play, darling.”

Cadet Wilson growls at you before trying to throw himself at you. His legs pushing off the cockpit walls, his arms fully extended in front of him as if he were to strangle you, and you let him. Your back hitting the back of the other side of the cockpit with a slight wheeze. “I am not a failure!”

“With that attitude, and poor execution, you are.” You declare with slight amusement in your eyes. Your hands not even bothering to push the cadet off as the planet's colors spin around outside of the cockpit because you know. You know at this rate; it was a high rate of dying to this sort of crash this cadet foolishly put upon the both of you. The whiplash of the ship can snap your neck, and if that didn’t finish you? The explosion of the ship will.

The cadet gives a loud cry of angry frustration before rising his hands up to beat on your helmet like a gorilla beating its chest. The vibration of his hits hurting your ears a bit while the glass of your helmet cracks bit by bit. Almost breaking it when the ship lurches forward, making contact with something on the planet and breaking the gravity stabilizers. Both of your bodies flying in different directions and hitting some random solid is the cockpit, fully breaking your helmet before you black out.

“Find them! Find them both.”

[midnightlee25]

Yandere Disney & Pixar MasterList

Main Masterlist

Before He Was Zero To Hero - Hercules

Duke of Detroit

NONE YET

Milo James Thatch

Shego

Meg (Megara)

 Marco Diaz & Tom Lucitor

To their darling escaping - Dr. Facilier, Hades, Gaston

 Having a darling that is in an arrange marriage but they want to marry their chosen partner - Merida

With a darling that hides sweets all over their home - Barley Lightfoot

Character headcanons: Bill Cipher

Platonic Yanderes: How the Russo sibling dealing with their youngest siblings first bad break up

Character headcanons: Kim Possible

Character headcanons: Hercules

Platonic Yandere Father: Hades

Platonic Parents: Jessica Rabbit & Roger Rabbit

Character headcanons: Fix-It Felix

Character headcanons: Basil of Baker Street

Character headcanons: Jessica Rabbit

Would they want their darling to become dependent on them or stay independent? - Motorcity 

Who is the easiest and hardest yanderes to deal with - Motorcity

The Sanderson Sisters with a younger sibling who is a big scaredy cat

Being the child of one of the Sanderson sisters

Character headcanons: Mike Chilton

Daring says: can’t you see I don’t need your help! - Wander

NONE YET

NONE YET

[princesssmars]

hiii I remember this poly incredibles fic you did for the first movies and I was wondering if you could do one for the second? thanks no rush :)

i swear on my life i answered this wtaf <////3 but yes i do intend on doing a fic with the sequel !!!

[upon-sunflower-trails]

REQUESTS: OPEN!!! :)

hello! i'm clarice. i am 18 and i use she/her. i want to start working on writing fanfiction more regularly, so i figured here would be a good place to start!!! i have an ao3 account as well! i accept requests from both here on tumblr and on ao3. here is a link to my masterlist!

i am most comfortable doing x reader fics, because i am not huge on canon x canon shipping.

i may work slowly or be semi-ia... i'm going through college right now!

below the cut are media/fandoms and things i feel comfortable writing for.

media/fandoms i will write for

wreck-it ralph

robots (2005)

spongebob squarepants

jjba (anything up to part 5! i havent finished part 6 yet)

genshin

disney/pixar films

ace ventura movies (will not write for finkle/einhorn)

tommy boy (1995)

black sheep (1996)

waynes world

undertale/deltarune

regular show

hazbin hotel

something bad will happen soon

seinfeld

coneheads

any david spade characters

any jim carrey characters

blues brothers

squid game (both seasons)

arcane

what i won't write

dead dove (rape, incest, pedophilia, s/a, and the like)

canon character x canon character

fetish content/hardcore kinks (piss n shit, ageplay, feet, hardcore bdsm, stuff like that)

gore

self harm/suicide

anal (sorry guys </3)

[sj-thefan]

So cute 🥰

Special Gift (Andy Davis x Reader)

Request: Hi!! Could I maybe request Husband Andy x reader. They are married and have children on their own and they play with Andy's old toys? Hope you have  a nice Day! :)

The past few days had been rough on the whole family, but you were feeling the effects the hardest. 

You, your husband Andy and your three children had just moved into a new house. It was a giant leap for everyone and you hadn’t expected it to be smooth sailing but you hadn’t expected it to be this hard either.

The children had been excited about the new adventure at first but now that they were here, they were starting to show their reservations. They missed their friends, especially your eldest daughter who was the only one old enough to attend real school yet. She was nervous about starting a school somewhere where she knew absolutltely no one. To make matters worse for the children, the house was a serious fixer upper.

Andy had bought the house because it was a four bedroom, but two of the bedrooms were full of major hazards for the kids and it would take a while before you could get them ready. So in the meantime, they all had to sleep in one bedroom. To lighten the blow a little, you had let the two oldest pick out a bunk bed to sleep in, but it was still obvious how much they missed their own rooms back home.

Andy was barely at home, school was starting in a few weeks and as a new teacher, he had to attend meetings, get to know the staff, create lesson plans. So all the work adjusting the children fell squarely on your shoulders. It was exhausting, most nights you crawled into bed wishing you’d never moved in the first place but the move had been necessary.

Not only did you and the kids need a change of scenery, this house was much closer to Andy’s childhood home. His little sister, Molly, had finally moved out for good and his mother was lonely more often than not. Being at a good distance to visit would make both her and Andy happy, not to mention this meant the kids could see their grandmother more often. Still, if you had known this was going to be so much effort before hand, you may have had second thoughts.

It was past dinner time now, the children were in the living room watching tv. Andy almost always came home late the past few weeks. He promised as soon as he had the free time he’d take you out somewhere special, but that was easier said than done.

You absently scrubbed dishes, trying to scrub away these thoughts with it. With any big change, their were bound to be bumps in the road. Soon, everything would be back to the way it was before.

“Dad’s home!” Ellie, the eldest of the three, shouted from her spot on the couch. The shout snapped you out of your dish daze, head whipping to get a look at the clock. It was much earlier than Andy was usually home, the kids were normally tucked away by the time he got home, fast asleep.

The sound of little feet running could be heard as they raced each other to meet their father, each one wanting to be the first to greet him at the door. Sure enough, the sound of the keys in the lock and the door opening could be heard. You grabbed a towel to dry your hands, coming out to see what all the commotion was about. 

Andy was trying to enter the house and take his stuff off, but he was also holding a large box. Being bombarded with children while trying to carry something was not easy.

“Alright,” you entered the fray, scooping up your youngest, two year old AJ. “Go get your PJs on. Let dad have a second to breathe before you knock him over.”

There were pouts, but they knew better than to disobey your orders. They raced up the stairs wanting to come back down as soon as possible. Andy placed the box he was carrying down, untying his shoes and slipping his jacket off.

“You’re home early.” You noted and he grinned over his shoulder as he hung up his jacket.

“I would’ve been home much earlier but I had to make a pit stop,” he gestured at the box. You raised your eyebrows in silent questioning. “Something real special for the kids. Thought it might help ease the transition.”

You eyed the box doubtfully as he came over to greet you properly, kissing you softly. From atop the stairs, Ellie and Charlie groaned and gagged, still too young to understand stuff like romance and marriage. In fact, they were still at the age where they thought the other gender had cooties.

Andy laughed, using his head to gesture to the next room and walking away to pick the box up. You followed the kids into the room, sitting on the couch while your husband took the floor to be closer to them. Slowly, he opened the box and began divvying it’s contents between his three children.

The box was filled with toys, not really modern toys. They were definitely all older, they looked like they had received a lot of love over the years but they were in no means in bad shape. A plastic green dinosaur and some little green aliens for baby AJ, a slinky dog and some potato heads for Charlie and a ragdoll horse and piggy bank for Ellie. 

Andy took the time as he handed them out to explain that they weren’t just any toys, they were his toys from when he was a little boy. What was left of them anyway, he explained that when he was younger he had had to move from his home too and that these toys had helped make it a little more bearable.

You sat back and watched as the kids connected with their father over the toys. When he held the toys and talked with his kids, he looked ages younger, almost like he had way before Ellie was born when the two of you were a young couple just starting to try things out.

The last three toys he had in the box were the winners of the whole thing though. It was like Andy had known these would be the winners and as such, had saved the best for last.

To match her horse, Ellie was given a beautiful ragdoll cowgirl. She had actual yarn for hair and on her back, a pullstring. When you first noticed the pullstring, you chuckled to yourself. Such an old doll, there was no way that thing still worked. Ellie pulled on it though and the cowgirl yodelled.

For Charlie, a Buzz Lightyear action figure, you recognized this one from your own youth. You had had one much the same. He must’ve had his batteries routinely replaced because everything about him still worked, from the retractable helmet to the buttons that made him speak to his karate chop action. There was something so nostalgic about watching your son zoom around the room with a toy you used to spend hours with, pretending he too was a spaceman in uncharted space.

And for AJ, a ragdoll cowboy in much the same fashion as the cowgirl. Instead of yodelling when you pulled his string though, he spoke different phrases. When Andy pulled it to get the attention of his youngest son, the cowboy cheerily claimed, “You’re my favourite deputy!”

Andy helped each of the kids write their names on the bottom of their new toys feet, something he said he had done when he was younger. When the special moment was over, you reached down to pick up one of the now forgotten original toys he’d given them from the box.

“I think Slinky Dog is injured who could’ve done this!”

And just like that, Jessie, Woody and Buzz were on the case. You and Andy took turns playing the rest of the characters, creating villains and other side characters to aid and impede the heroes as they went about their mission. Andy so easily got into character, it was almost second nature to him. You couldn’t even remember a time the five of you had sat and played like this before, the sound of laughter and tinny toy voice box phrases filled the air as you all ran around chasing each other.

Playtime that night went on way past bedtime, and ended with all five of you passed out on the couch.

“I’m not as young as I used to be.” Andy groaned, when the two of you woke up from your doze. You made a noise of agreement, playing like that had been so easy when you were as young as your kids were now, but decades later the muscles in your body ached slightly from the strain.

Gently, he picked up the boys and you grabbed your girl, carrying them up to the steps to their room.

While Andy tucked them in, you went back downstairs to collect the remaining toys the kids hadn’t fallen asleep with and leave them in the room for when they woke up. By the time you entered, the kids were dozing in their respective beds, blankets tucked up to their chins, Woody, Buzz and Jessie tucked safely in their new owners arms.

“Ready for bed, Evil Doctor Porkchop?” You joked as the two of you shut the bedroom door. Andy flushed, laughing awkwardly.

“It’s just a silly thing I made up as a kid.”

“I thought it was cute, I like when you play the villain.” You winked and he laughed, trying to stifle them so as not to wake the kids.

“You weren’t so bad yourself as the horse.”

“I was a horse kid I have lots of practice…”

Unbeknownst to either of you, as your voices drifted into the distance from the kids bedroom, the toys jumped to life.

“Yeehaw!” Jessie whisper yelled from the top bunk, managing for a brief moment to sneak out from under her kids arm to lean over and look at her friends. “Did you get a load of Andy?”

Woody gave her a pointed look from across the room from baby AJ’s crib, a look she could just barely see in the dim light of the nightlight. From the bottom bunk, Buzz’s whispered voice spoke; “It sure is nice to be back where we belong.”

None of the other toys could disagree. Bonnie was a nice little girl but she’d grown up too fast. Soon, they were once more sitting on the shelf collecting dust, craving playtime once more. None of them in a million years would have guessed they’d end up back in the Davis household.

Woody didn’t say anything from his spot but he had to agree. When it came to kids, none compared to the Davis kids. Andy had given him a new purpose in life, to watch this little guy grow and he couldn’t wait to do it by his old owners side. In the dim light, he gazed at the new scrawl on his foot poor little AJ was too young to actually write on his own but his dad had helped him; the cowboys fingers grazed over the words Andy Jr. on his foot. It felt like coming home.

Back in your room, you had already fallen back to sleep. Andy lay watching your breath come in and out in even huffs. Today had proven he’d picked the right person to be his life partner. In the future, he had a sneaking suspicion he was going to have to paint two roundup themed rooms and a Buzz Lightyear themed one. But for now, all he cared about was the fun they’d had as a family. This move really was going to be okay, he decided, pulling you close. For all of you.

[luigislady]

IT'S GONNA BE⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️🗣🔥

[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.

[ivorydragoness44]

Updated 😊

Disney/Pixar x Readers Masterlist

Updated: October 23, 2023

Gazerbeam / Simon J. Paladino (The Incredibles):

Gazerbeam/Simon J. Paladino x Reader: Puzzle Pieces

Gazerbeam/Simon J. Paladino x Reader: Comfort

Gazerbeam x Reader: Needed

Gazerbeam / Simon J. Paladino x Reader: Recognition

Horst Kerr (Ratatouille):

Horst x Artist!Reader: Comfort

Horst x Artist!Reader: Special Order

Horst x Reader: Breakfast

Horst Kerr x Reader: Waiting

Horst x Reader: Wonderful

Shere Khan (The Jungle Book):

Shere Khan x tigress!Reader: Priorities

Shere Khan x tigress!Reader: Stand By You

TRON / Tron: Legacy:

TRON / Tron: Legacy Fanfic Masterlist

Disney’s Descendants:

Harry Hook x VK!Reader: Flames of Torment

Harry Hook x VK!Reader: Charms

Harry Hook x VK!Reader: Risky

Jay x Reader: Beanie Boy

Theodore Groves (Pirates of the Caribbean):

Theodore Groves x Reader: Overtime

Theodore Groves x Reader: For You

Bernard the Elf (The Santa Clause films):

Bernard the Elf Fanfiction Masterlist

Wyatt Lykensen (Disney’s Zombies films):

Wyatt Lykensen x Reader: Promise

[riordanness]

follow the sparks, i’ll drive — [l.mcqueen]

a lightning mcqueen human car racer!au x personal assistant fanfiction (coming soon!!)

“follow the sparks, i’ll drive <3” playlist

“slutty version” playlist (by @motherrpearl )

— 🏆᯾ 🖇️ ❀ 🏎️ ✞ 📸 ☘︎︎ 🏁 ༄

— 🏆᯾ 🖇️ ❀ 🏎️ ✞ 📸 ☘︎︎ 🏁 ༄

Okay… Here we go. Focus. Speed. I am speed. One winner, 42 losers. I eat losers for breakfast. Breakfast. Wait, maybe I should have had breakfast. A little breck-y could be good for me. No, no, no, stay focused. Speed. I'm faster than fast. Quicker than quick. I am lightning!

“Hey, Jay! You ready?” A familiar girl’s voice, his personal assistant, life coach, and coffee supplier, cuts through his thoughts and interrupts his pep talk. “We don’t have long.”

“Oh, yeah,” the boy replies. “Lightning's ready.”

— 🏆᯾ 🖇️ ❀ 🏎️ ✞ 📸 ☘︎︎ 🏁 ༄

in which,, an arrogant, selfish, famous race car driver goes missing, and the girl who’s always been in love with him has to pick up the pieces of his life, as she always does.

— 🏆᯾ 🖇️ ❀ 🏎️ ✞ 📸 ☘︎︎ 🏁 ༄

comment to be added to the taglist!! coming soon <3

[fandomnerd9602]

Y/N wakes up as Merida sneaks into their bed…

Y/N: Merida? W-what?

Merida: shh. I had a bad dream. I needed ye

Y/N lets Merida snuggle close…

Y/N: we’re not married yet

Merida: the wedding’s tomorrow. I don’t think anyone would care.

Y/N: I’ll chase away any bad dream of yours.

Merida: (giggles) good. Now no funny business, eh?

Y/N: mums the word.

The two doze off and let their troubles melt away…

[bleedingichorhearts]

𝐆𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐈

𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗: Apologies, I am in some different fandoms as well.

𝕾𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖞: You make your way to Commanders Burnside office all while bumping into a few people on the way before and after.

TW // Hallucination.

|°ᴛᴀɢ ʟɪꜱᴛ ᴀᴘᴘʟɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ°| |°ɪᴄʜᴏʀ’ꜱ ᴀᴏ3°| |°𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕃𝕚𝕤𝕥°| • {Chapter I} • {Chapter III}

You wake up an hour later than you should since you have been informed about your 2-man mission by the Mr. Buzz Lightyear. The same Buzz that takes up only a selection of your bed, and is as stiff as a board in his sleep as you carefully move about, trying not to wake him up. Your body silently shuffling around your own room to get a bit ready for morning. Never once making the Ranger in your bed move or waking him up, but you do, however, wake up Sox.

“Ranger, it is not time for your briefing.” The orange cat quietly states to you. His dim, green optics looking up at you from the nightstand he perched himself to rest on. “You should be getting your sleep in.”

You freeze at his words, holding your breath before you look towards the robotic cat. Your eyes scanning over Buzz in your bed, carefully watching to see if he moved or not before looking over to Sox. Softly exhaling when you take note that Buzz seemed to be in a deep sleep, all that ‘not-sleeping’ stuff catching up to him.

“Figured I need to prep myself before it.” You respond, gently whispering at the cat. Your shoulders softly shrugging at Soxs’ statement. Your form relaxing a little when everything seemed to go your way right now. No one was waking up because of you.

“Ah, that makes sense.” Sox hums, almost sounding like a robotic purr. His head looking at Buzz as he scans him; his paws in front of him readjusting before he becomes a loaf. His head looking back at you before he speaks again. “Well, I hope that your briefing will go well, Ranger.”

“I hope so too.” You whisper, nodding at the cat, and take that as your cue to move around once more to ready yourself before leaving your room. The door of your room sliding open as the corridor lights nearly blind you. Your eyes rapidly blinking so you can get used to them while you walk out of your room, making sure to restrict some access. Only leaving yourself, Sox and Buzz to be able to get in or out of your room unless a higher rank wanted to get in there.

Walking down the corridor. You take in the morning as much as possible, liking the silence and the nostalgic feel it gives you. Also, there were less crowds, can’t forget about the less crowds. There was just something about it that made it much more enjoyable when you get up alone sometimes. To be able to get the morning peace all by yourself before the day starts.

Taking a turn down into a different selection of the hallway. You nearly bump into another Space Ranger, her from stepping back a little in surprise as you take a step back as well. Her body almost bumping into a big potted plant behind her. Both of you definitely not expecting to see another Ranger up and about this time of day. Usually, everyone was catching up on their z’s, resting after their missions.

“Well, I didn’t expect you to be up at this time.” The young woman says, putting her hands on her hips as you raise a brow at her. Your eyes looking her up and down in slight suspicion at her words. Taking in that she was still in the more relaxing clothing like some sweatpants and branded shirt of the space rangers. So it was clear she didn’t have to be up at this time, but yet, here she was.

“Uh… good morning to you too Izzy?” You greet her a little awkwardly, not sure how to respond to what she gave you. You were just up and about, trying to get ready and prepped up before visiting Commander Burnsides office for the mission review. Not… whatever she may be suspecting you off. You can see it in how she looks you up and down with her golden brown eyes, like she knows something you don’t.

“You and Buzz a thing?” She asks bluntly, but her tone is giddy. Her eyes amused as she tries not to bounce in her spot.

“What?”

“What?!”

You almost jump at the sound of the robot voice as it huffs and puffs in your mind. Clearly, not expecting the voice to return as you had almost thought it was just a bad dream. Yet, you push on. Curious on why this Ranger would think such a thing and choose to ignore anything more that robotic voice might interrupt you with.

“You know, like…” The woman pauses and tries to gesture at you so you have a better chance of getting what she’s saying. Which you do understand, it’s just the question was bold, unexpected and well… can be rather inappropriate as well.

“No, we are not together if that is what you're inquiring about.” You answer her, looking her up and down once more. Wanting to make sure she got the facts right. You didn’t want any false rumors going around now.

“…You sure?” She asks, extending the word ‘sure’ a bit with a slight pitch in her tone. Wanting her own curiosity’s straight. “I saw him walk into your room and never leave…”

“Ah.” You click your tongue at that. Now knowing where she got her suspicions from. “I offered him my room to sleep in. He looked way too tired to even attempt to go back to his own room. He looked sleep deprived, most likely was.”

“Oh… nothing more?” She pushes a bit, wiggling her eyebrows just a tiny bit as if there was something going on between you and Buzz. She could honestly be a pain in the butt sometimes.

“No, nothing more.” You deny with a tired sigh and a shake of your head for more effect. You hope she won’t say anything about that, but knowing youngsters… they like to talk, and they like to talk a lot. So in hopes to quiet her mind a bit you ask her a question in return. “Why? You think me and him would be a great match or something?”

“Well, I mean…” She pauses with a grin, rubbing the back of her head. “You both seem very compatible on the field. You guys work together fluently. I haven’t seen a time when you guys failed when you two are paired.”

You stand there for a second, taking in her words before slightly nodding. You do remember the times when you were paired up with Buzz and set some mission records up because you two would have done them so quickly and efficiently. It came as a surprise to almost everyone on the base as both of you liked to go solo most of the time. “Loners” some others would say.

“Is that all?” You push her back. Wondering if there was much more to it. You know sometimes she likes to play Cupid, but she never really had the guts to try such a thing on you until now, until she had some sort of evidence.

“No, that is all. What are you up to?” She asks, changing the topic. Finding your suddenness to be up in the early morning a more interesting topic to talk about. Her eyes looking at you more curiously.

You hum at her before gesturing at her to follow you. Realizing that you don’t have any time now to talk to her while just standing in the hallway, but you can while walking with her towards Commanders Burnsides office. “I have a mission to do soon.”

“Mission? Is it solo?” She questions, following you by your side. Putting her hands back at her sides too. “Squaded?”

“I was hoping it was solo, but I hear that is not the case.” You hum, looking forward to watch where you are going. “I believe I’m being paired up with a cadet.”

“A cadet?” She says, sounding rather puzzled. Looking in front of her for a moment. “You are at a higher rank than that, are you training them perhaps?”

“I’m unsure.” You hum, turning down another hallway with her still following right beside you. Commander Burnside's office just a few more corridors down.

“You are not that great with new rangers, just like Buzz.” She laughs a little at that, shaking her head then grimacing. Realizing she may have said something offending to you. “Not that I mean to offend you! It’s just well… the truth.”

“No offense.” You shake your head with a light grin. Waving your hand to dismiss her. You know you don’t do well with cadets yourself. “I know I don’t.”

She sighs in relief at that. Her body relaxing a little. Her eyes looking around her for a moment as she realizes you have made your way to the Commander's office. “Well… I hope whatever Burnside is thinking… the mission will come out at a big A+. Don’t want one of our best to fail because of a simple mistake of mispairing.”

You look at her for a moment. Considering her words as they almost feel… familiar to you. Something… like what her grandmother would say: Alisha Hawthorne.

Of course, you haven’t met her as you haven’t been born yet, but you have definitely seen and heard that old Commander around in historical buildings and even in Buzz logs. She was talked highly of, appreciated and loved from the generations of T’Kani Prime. She became the light and hope of this planet and for everyone aboard the Turnip. Gave them a new meaning rather than being in despair of being on this alien planet.

Perhaps… Izzy is to be just like her grandmother? To rise more in her ranks to be Commander just like her grandmother? You can see her potential…

“I do not fail my missions.” You say blandly but confidently, and yet you never have. Your missions were always a clean success. No matter how long they took to complete, you always find yourself coming back with a clean record of the mission and ready for a new one to be assigned to you.

“Which makes you the best.” Izzy smiles with a nod. Backing off a little bit, leaving your side. “Now, I wouldn’t want to intrude in your mission briefing. I’ll hear how it goes when you arrive back.”

You nod at her in return. Watching as she turns around to walk down the hallway properly instead of walking backwards. Her hands folded behind her back before she disappears down a different hallway.

Shaking your head when she does go around the bend of the hallway. You turn attention to the door in front of you. Looking at the metal of it and the name tag on it “Commander Burnside” before giving it two knocks.

“Come in.”

The door opens with the given permission, letting you inside of his rather… basic office. The room had the basic, dark wooden bookshelves behind him full of old books and the thick office desk in front of him. His form sitting in the middle and professionally on his leather office chair. His brown eyes watching you carefully as you walk in and stand behind two leather lounge chairs in front of his desk.

“Ranger.” He greets, nodding his head a bit to you in respect. His body moving a bit forward to lean his arms on his desk. The leather of his chair giving a light squeak. “Heard about your upcoming mission?”

You nod once at the Commander, straightening up a bit in his presence. Standing a bit taller. Knowing your required etiquette in front of a higher rank than you. “Yes, sir.”

The Commander nods. Thinking for a second before speaking once more. “Good, do you know what it is about?”

“No, sir.” You state, shaking your head. “I have been only informed of the two man mission. That I won’t be alone on this particular mission.”

Burnside hums at that, leaning back in his chair. Looking at you almost expectantly before informing you of your mission. “Yes, you have been set on a two man mission, with a cadet no less. So this mission is not up to your rank level but rather of the Cadet Wilsons. I want you to watch him while you’ll be up in the outer atmosphere to make sure the signals up there are in top condition. If not? It is your mission to repair every single last one of them until coming back down onto T’Kani Prime, is that understood?”

“Yes, sir. Your orders are loud and clear, sir.” You say automatically, nodding at your commander. His commanding tone leaving no choice to object. Yet you ask if you could question him anyways. “May I ask ‘why,’ sir?”

The Commander lifts his eyebrows at that and hums. Thinking through your words with a bit of suspicion before he sighs. “I know it is usual for you to go solo, but this cadet needs some more training and perhaps more discipline. I was thinking you would be the best option.”

“Is this cadet proving to be… troublesome?” You ask again, tilting your head a little bit for more emphasis. Folding your hands behind your back.

“He is a cocky one, I’ll give him that.” Commander Burnside responds, nodding. “I just need to make sure he can still follow orders without killing himself because his ego gotten too big.”

You nod at that. Knowing why you were sent with a cadet now. You’re still not pleased with it, but a part of you wants to know just how much this proclaimed cadet could take before he would snap, because usually it’s always the cocky ones that spill everything to the enemies first.

“I see that you are thinking about it.” The Commander hum, nodding again. Turning in his chair a bit. “You are dismissed then. This mission shall be simple enough.”

“Yes, sir.” You nod at him again in respect. Taking a step back before turning you back on him and taking your leave. The door opening up automatically when you go close to it.

Taking a few steps out. You hear the door of his office close as you make your way down the hallway. Your form nearbing bumping into another as you round the corner, again.

“Hey! Watch where—” A male voice comes out, ready to chew you out but stops mid sentence. Recognizing your rank and stature. Your eyes narrowing up at the man, observing him: Short, fuzzy and dirty blond hair with green eyes. Lean figure and snappy, cocky attitude and a name tag embedded with “Wilson.”

Ah, so this was the cadet you were going to work with? He definitely was living up to his descriptions already. His cockiness already showing.

“R-Ranger!” The boy stutters, saluting you quickly. His form straighting up.

“Cadet.” You simply greet, raising a brow up at his actions. Was he eager to please the higher up to rise up the ranks? Or was he just an obedient one? That definitely can’t be it.

“I hope my mission will go well with you!” He states, putting himself at ease without being told to do so. Possibly forgetting that he needed to be dismissed from saluting a higher power. “I hope I won’t disappoint you!”

You stay quiet for a second at that. Not knowing how to respond at that as again, you didn’t work with other rangers much or cadets no less. “I don’t think you will.”

“I won’t!” He protests even if he doesn't need to. Looking a little offended by your simple words but covers it up quickly. “I will take down the enemies with succession like the Zyclops!”

You raise your eyebrow up at that, mentally question this ever… eager cadet. Zyclops’s were rather formidable enemies of Star Command. It was kinda weird there were still more out there occasionally finding this planet as everyone thought they had shut down after Buzz blew up Zurgs spaceship.

“That big purple robot can get it too!” The cadet continues, confident and getting himself excited, mocking the purple robot you have been hallucinating about. It was kinda amusing. ““I’m the almighty Zurg and I shall destroy you and your disgusting planet!””

“I do not act like that.” You hear the robot in your mind speak suddenly, making this whole situation a bit more amusing than it was just seconds before. A twitch of a grin showing on your face before it disappears. “Insolent pest…”

“Well… for the sake of the mission.” You start, making the boy pause in his mockery. “Let’s make sure we don’t jinx ourselves. We want a smooth, calm mission. I know the thrill of combat maybe… fun, but that is not the way of the Ranger.”

Again, the cadet doesn't seem to like your words of logic as you can tell he was twisting his tongue inside of his mouth to shut himself up. Trying not to say anything stupid before he nods. “I understand.”

“Right, well…” You say but pause. Looking at the cadet over again. Making sure you weren’t missing anything beside his obvious dislike of being bossed. “You are dismissed. Don’t think too hard about the mission.”

“Understood.” He says again, a bit quieter this time, and you take that as your que to leave. You actually had some things to do before getting ready for the mission itself like find more about this Zurg, and perhaps… there was more than one of the purple robots. That, and you were curious about your… hallucinations of the purple robot.

Humming quietly to yourself as you leave the cadet alone in the hallway. You make your way to the archives this time. Going in and out of the buildings to get to it. Seeing a few people getting snatched by the planets vines with a yelp on your way there.

Entering the building with hiss from the automatic door, you notice that at first glance it was a local library. Though, for knowing better. You know there was to be some archives about or at least some personal stories that some people put out when Zurg attacked. So, you are sure you could get at least some information here that you are searching for.

Starting with walking around, you do see a little selection of personal stories from the attack, but you are wanting something more. Something that explains the ‘why,’ the ‘what’ and the ‘who’ of the enemy. You wanted to learn about your enemy, your hallucinations. Perhaps you should get some books on that… medical subject as well…

After a bit of wandering. Going up and down some steps, trying to look for the correct thing. You eventually come across a book (not an archive) about the big, purple robot. Your fingers gently brushing over the covers as you read the title. “Verity of Zurg”

“Getting interested in me now, darling?” The robotic voice comes back with an almost teasing-like laugh, but it also sounded like it had an undertone of… evil in it. “Oh, how precious of you.”

You can only hum at the robot inside of your head and flip the page of the book to try and start learning of this hunk of metal that haunts you when you are awake and sleeping. You’re really not sure why as you have never in your life seen this metal being before, but you know you can’t let these… hallucinations of him continue. You quite like being able to sleep peacefully and do your own job undisturbed.

“If you wanted to know about me you could have just asked.” The robot scoffs in your head and you have an inkling, a feeling that he shook his head, somehow. “I could have provided you with much more accurate and grueling descriptions these… pests have.”

You continue to ignore him within your mind. You sure as hell are not going to trust his words with that one. Especially, when learning and knowing that he is a villain after all. That is almost like a death wish; a trap.

“Oh, please.” Zurg scoffs again. You can tell he’s slightly amused by your thoughts. “I’m not much for exposing my own secrets, but to have someone destroy my image? Now that’s true villainy against me.”

Once more, you continue to ignore the robot. You do take his words in, but you just don’t respond to them. You know not better to. You know better not to connect with the past, future or present enemies.

The robot of your mind seems to give a gleeful cackle at that. Something that makes you tense up in your spot and send a shiver down your spine. “Oh, whether you like it or not. You will know of me darling. Just like everyone else. You will know of me, it is your luck just as it is mine.”

You briefly wonder what he meant by that as you suddenly look off to your side to a reflective window. Soft rain running outside of the glass panel, but for you… you can see him in it. Staring down at you with them glowing, crimson visors again. His massive, metal, purple form just standing there at full height in the window. How in the hell was he doing this to you? Did you have some connection with this robot that seemingly died?

“…You’re just going to continue to ignore my telepathic presence within your mind, are you not?”

‘Yep, yep you are.’ You think to yourself, turning back to the book in your hands. This metal being does not exist, and the metal being staring you down in the reflection of the window can’t help but give you another echoing cackle. Amused by your ignorance; your boldness to ignore him.