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seaslugfanclub · 5 months
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Disney parks: Our workers and characters are respectful and mature!
*(Y/N) and the Villains watching in hysterics as a streaker gets carried out by police*
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(Y/N), wearing a cheap party hat and holding a dollar store cake with the words “welcome to your nightmare” on it: We’ve been waiting for you all summer and we’re so glad you’re finally here!!
King Magnifico: Who the hell are you? Where’s my wife??
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Hook: *Shreiks* GET YOUR BLASTED BEASTS WOMAN!!!
Medusa: They don’t bite~
Hook clinging to the ceiling: YES THEY DO!!!
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Ratigan sitting on (Y/N)’s head: Tell me why I’m up here again?
(Y/N): I saw this in a movie and wanted to test it out. You can help me cook and stuff!
*Ratigan proceeds to use (Y/N) to go on a hours long rampage*
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lydscare · 4 months
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jim hawkins relationship hcs
warnings:  jim is a bad but sad boy; jim deserves hugs and affection; possible illusion to trauma but that’s it
a/n: first time using a gif on a post, enjoy!! lil note: jim is 15, so anyone 18 or older, what are you doing here??
reader is written as gender neutral // masterlist
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ok so first off
this baby boy has some issues, just a fair warning
like, abandonment, self-esteem, trust issues
so it’ll take a hot minute before he really opens up to you romantically
he’d probably catch feelings for you pretty quickly and easily though
he’s just insistent on not wanting to possibly wreck the friendship you guys had
but eventually he’d confess and life would go on :))
for nicknames he’d probably just call you things like baby, sweetheart, darling, or princess/prince
if you’re a bossy type of person he’d probably jokingly call you ma’am or sir
he wouldn’t flirt with you before dating, but when you two are officially a thing he likes teasing you 
he was easily flustered by you or anything you might’ve said to him before the relationship, but now that he knows you like him he pulls out all the stops (he always has the smuggest expression on his face during times like these)
he loves when you flirt back too
it’s like a fun little game to see who can break first between the two of you
he’s very much touch-starved
it takes him a while to open up to you physically but once he does he really can’t get enough
in private he always wants to be touching you in some way or form
kisses
give him allll the kissies
kisses tend to be more slower and passionate with him
he just likes being slow and calm with you
he loves cuddles
he goes back and forth between being little spoon and big spoon
when he’s feeling protective he wants to hold you, almost as if he’s shielding you from the world. but every now and then he gets tired and just really wants to lay in your arms
it really just depends on how he’s feeling
but he mostly ends up being the little spoon because your presence in very calming to him
kinda side note: he’s like a furnace. he has warm body heat and is really cozy to sleep and cuddle with
he likes to hold your hand too 
play with his hair pleaseee
he LOVES it
makeouts are very much an activity enjoys btw–
pda with him however is kinda iffy
he’s not the most affectionate in public
he’s just not the most comfortable with it
he’d hold your hand or wrap his arm around you though, he’s just not touching you as often as he is in private
he’s very protective, but weirdly respectful about it?
he knows that you can handle yourself well, he just really wants to be able to take care of you
he just doesn't want to lose you like he lost his dad :’((
he also likes giving you gifts
anytime he sees something that reminds him even slightly of him, he’ll either buy it, steal it, or just take it for you
he can get pretty jealous easily
it’s also some of his insecurities showing
he often thinks that you could do better than him, but that just means he appreciates you even more and recognizes how lucky he is
overall he loves you to bits and wants to treat you really well, it just might take him a while before he gets there. but he will, for you
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fandomnerd9602 · 9 months
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Merida cuddles with Y/N…
Merida: what do ye think of the sound of little feet running thru our home?
Y/N: did your brothers turn into bears again?!
Merida: no! That’s not what I-
Y/N: baby you have to stop going to that witch-
Merida: I want yer kids!
Y/N: oh…I’d love that
Merida: (giggles) good.
The two share a kiss, not noticing that Merida’s brothers run past them, having been turned into bears again…
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ssadumba55 · 10 months
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More Jack Skellington and Ghost Child! Reader
Request: Another jack Skellington father figure headcanons please
A/N: Continuing the canon that was established here
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One of your little found family's favourite things to do together was read a book at night. It was the only thing that could guarantee everyday to pull Jack from his planning from next Halloween.
The bedtime routine had become your favourite, even though you didn't really need sleep. It was a mere formality seeing as you were literally dead.
Sally would help you pick out a book from the many shelves Jack had, a lot of them were gruesome but that's what comes from living in Halloweentown.
You always made yourself corporeal for this, snuggling up beside Sally on the bed and waiting for Jack to join. And he always did too, he was never late.
Sitting between the two adult ghouls, you flipped the pages while they read the words. Reading had never been a skill you'd picked up on before, but you liked listening to them read, feeling the warmth of them on either side of you. Which was funny seeing as none of you were actually alive so there should be no warmth.
And even though you really didn't need sleep, the routine always ended with you falling asleep, being tucked in by Jack and Sally and affectionate tucking in taking place
That was the best part of having a corporeal body, you could feel the warmth of the blanket and the gentle strokes of comfort from your adoptive parents
"Can I hold your hand?" You asked nervously
You and Jack had agreed to go on a special mission for Sally, she needed things for making her special brews and for other hobbies she took part in. She had said it was a good way to get Jack out of the house.
Jack looked down at you, your nervous form flickered between the usual transparent to the corporeal form. You had never liked the hustle and bustle of the main part of Halloweentown.
He held his hand out for you to grasp, and you did. It always struck him when he held your hand how small it was compared to his. Your small child hands looked even smaller in his bony fingers.
"You sure you're going to be alright?" He gently prodded. He had promised if you didn't feel up to it, the two of you could always try again another day.
"Yeah, I'll be fine dad."
If he had a heart, it would've surely skipped a beat at those words. Being called dad was not something he ever thought would make him feel so proud. It was a greater accomplishment even than his Halloweens.
"I know you will."
"Fetch Zero!" You tossed one of Jack's bones down the graveyard for the ghost dog to catch.
He barked excitedly as he floated as fast as he could to catch it, bringing it back in record speed. You tossed it again, this time harder and further.
The dog scurried off to retrieve the bone and you waited for him to return. It was strange to be here after staying at Jack's home for so long. You didn't miss being all alone out here, but sometimes you did miss the simplicity of it.
You were lifted into the air before you could dwell on the thoughts further, Jack had snuck up behind you and he set you on his shoulders. There was nothing better than being "on top of the world".
"There you are! I've been looking all over for you."
"Zero wanted to play fetch." As you said this, the dog in question raced back bone in mouth and Jack took it from him, connecting it to himself once more.
"It's time to come inside, your bedtime routine starts soon."
You kicked your legs in contentment as he walked back up the path to Halloweentown. Zero zoomed around at Jack's feet, following the two of you home.
You glanced back at the graveyard, one might think it was longingly but in reality, you didn't miss it as much as you thought.
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greenaway-torres · 7 months
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Do you mind if I make a Captain James Hook x reader request? 🪝❤
I don’t mind at all lol. Coming right up!! Sorry if this is a bit short.
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The water lightly hit your face like rain, the salty air filling your nose as the Jolly Roger went down the water at half sail. The soft sea breeze sending chills down your spine. It was some time after the sun kissed the sea. Most of the crew were either eating dinner or were playing cards on the lower deck. You could hear the cheers from them as they continued to place bets.
You had been on the ship for little over a year now after your night with Hook. I mean, James. It didn’t take the crew long to warm up to you. It was the first time in a while that they saw their captain with a genuine smile. He was always around you, a hand around your waist.
But that wasn’t the case now.
Outside of the occasional kiss, you’ve rarely seen him. At least during one-on-one time. His mind was preoccupied with his pursuit for Peter Pan or anything that would lead him to him. He was close a few times, but not close enough to get him which frustrated him. Hook spent his time in his quarters, planning and scheming to catch his nemesis. And that meant you went to bed alone, your eyes getting heavy as you watched him at his desk scribbling and mumbling.
You would feel him in your sleep, cradling you in his arms and his mustache tickling your neck. But when you woke up, he was off making his rounds on the ship.
You looked up to the window where his quarters were. You wanted to see him, but you knew by the light that he was more than likely working away and you didn’t want to disturb him.
You turned your attention back to the water before you felt a hand hold your hip. You quickly turned around to see his face. His smiling face. “Hello, my dear. How’s my sea maiden?”
You relaxed, letting out a sigh you didn’t know you were holding. All you could do was hug him, taking in the warmth of his arms. You really did miss him.
He took your hand and led you to his quarters. When he opened the door, you saw a table set with wine and dinner set for two with a flower set in the middle.
“I know that I’ve been pretty busy lately.”
“Very busy,” you added while crossing your arms.
“Yes, very busy,” he said with a laugh. “And that hasn’t been fair to you. I want to make up for that, and do better.”
He pulled out a chair, inviting you to take a seat. When you sat down, he kissed your temple. He then squatted, making himself lower so that he could look up at you. “Am I forgiven?”
You couldn’t resist those eyes of his, and he knew it. You kissed his lips, missing the way they felt against yours. As rested your forehead against his, you took his face into your hands. “Forgiven.”
Wine was poured and the food smelled good. Even though you weren’t hungry before, you sure were now. Outside of the sounds of silverware against dishes and the sound of glass, your voices filled the room. Well, yours mostly did as you shared stories of the crew. Of the bets they were placing on card games and some dares they had to fulfill if they didn’t have the money. You told him of the routine you started to keep yourself busy, and how much you were learning from the crew.
And the whole time, he listened. Never taking his eyes off of you. And you loved him for it.
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where-dreamers-go · 1 year
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Hi 🙂 Hear me out, Jim Hawkins didn't tell his mom about getting his ear pierced and (if you're willing) Reader is the first person he goes to. Does he enlist the Reader to help him sneak past his mom to tend to his piercing in his room or hide away elsewhere for a while longer? (You can totally delete this lol)
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"Earring" Jim Hawkins x Reader
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"Uh... Hi?" Your hands rested on your hips.
Jim Hawkins skidded to a stop in beside you. A bright smile on his lips.
"You're not in trouble are you?"
"What? No." He said quickly. "And hi, I need your help."
"There it is."
"No, no, no, hear me out."
You raised an eyebrow.
"Please?" His blue eyes seemed to enlarge into the adorable zone.
You caved almost immediately. "Alright. I'm curious. Spill."
Jim's smile appeared just as fast as it disappeared. Turning his face to the side, be revealed a brand new piercing on his left earlobe. A bright shining and small earring gleaming in the afternoon light.
"Your mom is gonna flip."
"I know."
"And you got one anyway?" You tilted your head to take a closer look.
The earring was definitely real. Also definitely new and his fair skin was still irritated.
"I wanted it."
"It is nice." You quickly stood straight and added, "Don't tell your mom I said that."
"I promise."
Crossing your arms, you questioned, "So what do you want me to help you with? Getting ice or something?"
He rubbed the back of his neck. "Actually... I need you to help me get passed my mom. Do you want to go to the Inn?"
"I think you're starting to lose your mind, Jim. That or you have a lot of faith in me."
"I have a lot of faith in you."
"Oh. Wow. No pressure. Thanks."
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aubeystawby · 9 months
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I'D WATCH AND COULD NOT SAVE HER carlos de vil x gn!vk!reader ➤ summary: It's easy to feel hopeless on the Isle. Luckily you're not truly alone, not when Carlos is always there for you. ➤ notes: hurt/comfort. its been ages since i read the first isle of the lost book so some things that arent from the movies may be inaccurate, also carlos might be a bit ooc? this is my first time writing for him so it may take me a bit to get him right, but i'm trying my best!! ➤ warnings: brief mentions of death, just all around a bit sad at the start but it gets more fluffy/comforty
"We're going to die here."
The tiles beneath you are cold; the two of you wrapped in the same thin blanket in an attempt to ward off the unrelenting freezing temperature. You always quip that the overwhelming coldness of Cruella De Vil's mansion's both atmosphere and literal structure, are reflective of the cold dark pit that is it's owner's heart. It's said as a joke, but deep down you believe it.
Carlos doesn't reply, you can't see his reaction from where your head rests on your shoulder and his head rests atop yours, but the silence of the 'living room' being penetrated only by the sounds of your breath and his at least tells you he's still alive.
"We were born on the Isle," You continue, "We're going to grow up here, live here for the rest of our lives, and then die here. And no-one's going to care."
"We don't... know that," Carlos says quietly, he knows this isn't an argument, he knows you just feel so tired, but he doesn't want to let you keep talking so miserably, not when — to him at least — there is still hope.
You shuffle closer to him, desperately trying to avoid the cold still.
"But we do, we can try to pretend things might change, but they won't. We're stuck here, Carlos. Alone."
Your voice is emptier than before, hollow like you've truly given up hope — which you have. Carlos can't stomach just how defeated you sound, how defeated you are, the pained sound of your voice just beside him making him wish he could get you out of here — somewhere safe, somewhere clean, somewhere warm — with the snap of a finger.
Instead, the two of you remain freezing in the scraps of what once upon a time could have been a grand spectacle of a building, but now stands on it's last legs as one just tries to not get pummelled by loose debris falling from the ceiling.
Carlos can't save you, he can't even save himself — from the Isle and everything bad about your lives — but he'll be damned if he doesn't at least try.
"You're not..." He attempts softly, pausing and trying not to mess up.
You untangle yourself from him at this, sides still glued together desperately clinging for warmth, but your head now free to peer up at Carlos with a questioning look.
He avoids eye contact at this, but forces himself to continue.
"Alone, I mean," At his words, it's like the Isle is nothing of importance anymore, like it's just him and you in a small bubble in-between time, it's warm.
"You're not alone, because I'm here. A- And I care, about you, I care a lot. We- we might die here, but I'm going to keep trying, I really think we could get out of here.."
Your hand meets his silently, a reluctant smile slowly sneaking it's way onto your face.
Carlos can't help but return your smile ever-so-slightly without even realising.
A moment passes and his head meets your shoulder this time, quietly moving closer to you again as you're reminded of just how cold it still is. Your head rests atop his, where you're sat suddenly feeling warmer than before, safer than before. Because of Carlos.
Your heart can't help but beat a little faster at the thought of his near-promise, leaving the Isle is one thing, but escaping with him sounds too good to be true. And for once? You actually let yourself think that it's possible, it feels possible, the chance feels real, you trust it. You trust Carlos.
"I believe you," You say softly, the simple three words carrying a weight you don't think you'll ever be able to fully express in any other way, but he understands.
"And I care about you too, Carlos. I care about you a lot."
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retold-tales · 1 year
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Intriguing
Imagine Tedros watching you sword fight with your brother Tristan and wanting nothing more then to marry you right then and there
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swanimagines · 6 months
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DISNEY AND PIXAR AO3 SERIESES
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These only contain the "traditional" movies and live action remakes. Other movies like POTC and Sky High have their own lists.
EVERYTHING FOR DISNEY AND PIXAR
BIG HERO 6
Tadashi Hamada
Hiro Hamada
GoGo Tamago
Fred Frederickson
Cass Hamada
ALADDIN
Aladdin
Jasmine
ATLANTIS: THE LOST EMPIRE
Audrey Ramirez
Kida Nedakh
Helga Sinclair
Lyle Rourke
Vinny Santorini (coming)
MULAN
Mulan
Li Shang
SLEEPING BEAUTY/MALEFICENT
Aurora
Diaval
THE BEAUTY AND THE BEAST
Gaston
ROBIN HOOD
Robin Hood
THE GREAT MOUSE DETECTIVE
Basil the Mouse
CINDERELLA
Cinderella/Ella
TANGLED
Eugene Fitzherbert
THE HUNCHBACK OF NOTRE DAME
Quasimodo
RATATOUILLE
Alfredo Linguini
Colette Tatou
ONWARD
Ian Lightfoot
Barley Lightfoot
THE LITTLE MERMAID
Ariel
THE PRINCESS AND THE FROG
Tiana
MISC
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(Sorry for them not being in alphabetical order, Tumblr won't let me to rearrange...)
(Any of the other characters don't have any requests written nor pending as for now, so I'm unable to have serieses for them as AO3 requires you to have at least one oneshot written to be able to add it to a series, and I can't promise serieses for characters who don't have requests pending/I have no ideas of my own for them)
For anyone who's concerned, THESE ARE NOT ONESHOT COLLECTIONS, they are made using AO3's "series" feature.
If you want to be informed about new fics for Disney movies or its individual characters, create an AO3 account and subscribe or bookmark any of those serieses listed above. There are buttons at the top right corner for those, or on top on mobile. I do not do Tumblr taglists anymore.
Also, if you're wondering, requests are ALWAYS open and you're welcome to leave one or multiple. Just remember to read my rules and pick a request type from this list.
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dreamsoflightvalley · 4 months
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Christmas With Sulley!
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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.
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zafirosreverie · 2 years
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Not supposed to happen (Maleficent x F!Reader)
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a/n: first time writting for Mal, and I haven’t watch the movie in a while, so I’m sorry if she’s occ. It’s short but I hope you like it nonnie
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“You damn fool” Her voice trembled a little although she wasn't sure if it was from rage or pain "so foolish, so fragile. I knew this would happen. No light survives long in my domain"
The woman sighed and turned to leave the cold room. In the candlelight, her tall figure looked even more imposing, and the traces of tears on her cheeks quickly evaporated with her magic. Nobody should see her cry, nobody should know about you. Never.
No one will ever know the story of the maiden who managed to thaw the heart of the mistress of all evil, of how Maleficent herself fell into the nets of a creature as simple, beautiful and fragile as you.
It hadn't been part of her plan, this wasn't supposed to happen. She had been prowling the woods, looking for that little princess and the pesky fairies that were surely hiding her, when she saw you.
You were sitting in the shade of a tree, with a book on your lap and bare feet. There was nothing special about you, but still she felt curious. Maybe you weren't a princess, but you could at least be useful. It had been a long time since she had cast a spell with maiden blood.
However, when she approached you, ready to attack, you looked up and did something that left her frozen in place: you smiled at her. There was no trace of the fear or disgust that her presence normally generated in people, you looked at her in amazement and... something else.
The dark fairy had been so surprised that she had simply disappeared from there, deciding to spare your life for once. However, apparently you cared little about your life, because a few days later, you had appeared at the foot of the forbidden mountain.
Maleficent had not expected to see you again. She definitely hadn't expected you to be so naive and stupid as to come looking for her on your own will, but there you were: bringing light and warmth to her dark and cold domain. She had wanted to cast a spell on you, kick you out, scare you and never see you come back. But she had only managed a soft laugh, kind words, and a curse.
Your visits became more and more frequent, she got used to your spontaneity, to your appearing out of nowhere in her throne room or her dungeon. She got used to your presence, and that was her first mistake.
The second was allowing you to stay, even knowing that you didn't belong there. Your story about how your parents had abandoned you and a witch had cursed you weren't really what prompted her to take you in, but the way her whole being, especially her magic, seemed to react to you. Maybe you could make her more powerful, she just needed to find out how.
Denial had been her third mistake. Something had changed in her, and she knew perfectly well what it was, but she would never admit it, not even to herself.
Her fourth mistake was allowing you to change too. She knew when your smiles changed from being friendly to charged with a dangerous feeling, she knew when your eyes lingered on her for a fraction more of a second. She felt as her magic reacted more intensely to you. And she did nothing to stop it.
The fifth mistake, the final one, the fatal one, was allowing herself to get lost in you.
She knew of your curse, she knew that a witch's jealousy had doomed you to die with true love's kiss. She knew it and yet she had kissed you. Because this wasn't supposed to happen, she wasn't supposed to be your true love.
Now she had to live with the pain of losing you. Her heart froze again, her magic faded and the forbidden mountain withered again, this time forever.
The cold stone you had become was kept forever in her room, locked away, protected from the world. And she would spend the rest of her days cultivating a deep hatred for the world to which you no longer belonged.
Because this definitely wasn’t supposed to happen.
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seaslugfanclub · 7 months
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Hook: As dreadful of a place as this infernal park is, at least I will no longer be haunted by any accursed crocodilians!
(Y/N) whispering to the other Villains: Don’t tell him that all the lakes around the park are filled with crocodiles..
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Frollo: BEGON FOUL CREATURE OF THE ABYSS!!
(Y/N), standing next to hades: *points* Him?
Frollo: NO NOT HIM!!
(Y/N): *points to themselves* Me?
Frollo: YES YOU!!
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A big mistake
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Requested:
From anonymous
Fandom: The Lion King (2019)
Pairing: Scar x human!reader x Shenzi x human!reader
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For as long as you can remember, you have always been passionate about animals, especially the ones that roamed in the Savannah.
The thing is, you were never scared of hyenas until one tried to get you alive. As a child, you went on camping trips with your parents and siblings in the Savannah. There was one camping trip in particular you will always remember because well, you somehow got lost in the Savannah.
You had a gift handed down to you at birth, the ability to talk to animals and when you had run into Mufasa, Scar, and even a few of the hyenas, they were able to help find your way back home, to your family. Not only had this been the last time you ventured off into the Savannah, but it was also the last time you’ve seen them. Those animals who had become your friends never slipped your mind, not even once. You were determined and dedicated on going back to find them, and you waited for that opportunity to seize. Finally, you were able to seize that opportunity when you were invited by some friends of yours on a trip back to the Savannah, the very same place where you met Scar and the hyenas. You made the whole purpose of the trip to find them, but to avail. No sooner did you arrive, you were already looking at your last day, wrapping things up with a campfire and friends, talking about the trip and feeling that it was successful.
Although you did not meet your goal, you still remained optimistic. It was still a difficult pill to swallow, but you were quick to learn to accept it. A lion’s roar disrupted the gathering around the fire, a roar that seemed to be close by. All of you knew there were quite a lot of lions around and other predators, but no one had brought some form of protection, specifically a gun. Knowing there were lions close by, your friends worried about you sleeping outside instead of in a tent. Every night you slept outside, and when your friends protested, there was no changing your mind. Yes, predators were nearby, but you weren’t going to sleep in a tent, that would soon become a big mistake. All you had to sleep in was a sleeping bag and a cheap mosquito net. With some protection, or so you thought, you would put camping chairs around you before falling asleep.
After everyone had turned in for the night, you were fast asleep when Shenzi wonders into your campsite, looking for things that might have been thrown out after dinner when she stumbles upon you. Not realizing it was you, Shenzi goes in for the attack and next thing you know, you are waking up to Shenzi attacking you. Once you realize this was a hyena attack, your blood runs cold as you immediately begin to fight back, and you were good at it, too. You had no idea this was Shenzi, thinking it was one you didn’t know. You put up a fight as she was trying to drag you off into the same bushes where many others have met their end, and you were next. You were next, but you weren’t going to be next if you could help it. On instinct, you try to stand, but that was highly impossible as Shenzi was much stronger than you. You were crying out for help, and with Scar being nearby, he heard your cries and recognized it to be you and made his way over. Scar got there and was furious when he saw Shenzi attacking you, he is quick to intervene and that’s what had saved your life.
“Shenzi! (Y/n) isn’t your enemy! Let go of her and don’t come back!”
Shenzi is taken by surprise as she realizes it’s you and releases you right at the same time your friends rush from their tents to aid you, after being woken up from the commotion taking place.
As you felt the side of your face, you knew there will be stitches needed and you’re a long way from the nearest hospital. While Shenzi takes off with the other hyenas, Scar stays behind and makes sure that you’re getting taken care of by your friends and once you’re taken away, Scar takes off in the same direction of the hyenas, not expecting for you to show up again, but you do.
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It’s not until a few months later that you show up, and when you do return, it was easy to find Scar and the hyenas.
After just one look at the result of your injury, Scar was furious once more. Not at you, never at you, but towards Shenzi. His fury towards Shenzi struck a drop of fear in you, as you didn’t want anything to happen to your old friend even though you are more cautious from now on around them. You told Scar even though the attack had struck some fear of hyenas through your veins, you reasoned with Scar, and although he was reluctant to, he agreed that no one would get hurt over this incident.
When you requested to see Shenzi, he hesitated but agreed to let you see and talk to her. You followed as he led the way. Scar stood next to you as if he was your guard once you got there, you kept distance and the moment Shenzi had come out to see you, she immediately begins to apologize to you for her mistake.
Scar stood by you the whole time.
“(Y/n), I’m sorry. I didn’t know that was you.” Shenzi apologizes.
“It’s okay, Shenzi. I just wanted to come and let you know that. I also want you to know that I don’t blame you at all and I would still like for us to be friends.”
Shenzi looked up at you with a smile and a nod in agreement.
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“So, did that go as you pretty much planned it?” Scar says.
“Certainly did.”
As Scar accompanied you on your way out, he was surprised to learn of your point of view during the sudden attack.
He’d be lying if he had said he wasn’t impressed after telling him that you don’t blame Shenzi at all and even more so when you mention the fact it was your own doing for not listening to your friends to shelter yourself during the night, as you can never drop your guard on the Savannah. Upon saying all that and meaning it, Scar only respected you more, while wishing there were more like you in the world today who truly cared.
You explain the attack to your old friend in the best you could, in a way that might help him to understand it.
“Scar, I really didn’t feel a thing during the attack. At least, not at first because it all happened so fast I didn’t have time to process what it felt like. I didn’t feel anything until I went in to get treated for it.”
“What did that feel like than?”
“Well, I had to get stitches on the right side of my face, and because I couldn’t be put to sleep during the procedure, I was held down on the table by my friends while they did the job and that was very, very, very painful.”
As you continue to go on with the conversation, you don’t mention the most gruesome part of the attack, and that was temporarily losing your ear, literally.
That was the first to go when it started, but it was still in one piece by the time the ordeal had ended. The only thing you said or acknowledged anything about it was admitting to Scar your biggest fear was of losing your hearing and how that might bring you nothing but more loss. For example, what if you could no longer do what you loved doing most because of it?
But once it was saved and you healed, you go onto reassure him that your hearing had been restored and you were able to continue to what you loved, Scar found it amazing that despite of everything, it was truly amazing you still want to help care of and protect all animals as others would turn their backs.
Truly incredible.
Truly inspiring.
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A/N:
Here you go, anon!
I hope this is done justice for you and thank you for this request!
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fandomnerd9602 · 5 months
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Y/N: so Olaf is kind of your son?
Elsa: yes. Him and 35 other snow creatures i created when I had a cold
Y/N: ohmygosh!!
Elsa: what? What’s wrong?!
Y/N: I’m ruined! I’ll have to create college funds for all of them!!
Elsa: darling I love you but you’re overthinking things
Olaf: what’s college? Can I go to it?!
Elsa:
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ssadumba55 · 11 months
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Disney Princes Ideal Partners (Pt. 2)
Request: Hi I loved the Headcanon you made of A Relationship with the Princesses, so I could make a Headcanon of a relationship with the Princes. please it would be great
NOTE: I do not write for Pocahontas and I'm not a huge fan of Smith but in the interest of keeping this even and mirroring it with the princess one, he has been included
Aladdin
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First and foremost, Aladdin wants a partner who accepts all parts of him. Sure, he can be cunning and sweet talking but he's also rough around the edges from living on the streets for so long
Someone who has a similar situation or who is always up for a good time would also be welcome
If you can provide (money or food) he will also be hooked, he's not a gold digger but the idea of stability and knowing where his next meal is coming from will definitely have him interested
John Smith
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An ideal partner for John would challenge his way of thinking
He's a lone wolf, married to adventure so in order to have him falling for you, you'd need to be someone new, someone he wants to learn from
He wants a partner who will inspire him to think and see the world in a new way and likewise, he wants to share his own views and life with you
Li Shang
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General Li Shang's first and foremost thought always is pleasing/making his father proud, so a partner who his father approves of is always a good start
He doesn't want a traditional partner who stays at home, he wants someone he can see as his equal, who will challenge him and who he can challenge
His ideal partner would be someone who respects him, but who he can also respect. Bonus points if you know how to fight
Naveen
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Naveen is a fun loving guy, so his ideal partner would balance him out. They would appreciate and know how to have a good time, but when it comes down to it be able to be hardworking and serious when he struggles to be
He doesn't know a lot of the basic skills required to function, so he would appreciate someone who could either do that or teach him how. Someone he could also teach things he knows to, how to let loose, music, that kind of stuff
Someone who understands he's more than just a prince, someone who wants to be with him not because of his good looks or money but because he has a good heart and cares about them
Flynn/Eugene
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Flynn wants someone who knows how to have a little bit of fun
His ideal partner understands where he's come from and wants to build a future together that means something, he wants them to truly know him
He also wouldn't mind if his partner is struggling in their own way, he wants to help them just as much as they help him. He wants the chance to prove that he's more than everyone sees him as and that he has a lot to offer
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greenaway-torres · 2 months
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Request: Hi ,I saw u write for some Disney villains ,would be okay if I request a smut one-shot with Disney jafar? I prefer the animated version.Thanks for your attention
AN: I made this like a pre-Aladdin Jafar (kinda) but hope you like it!! As a pre-warning, there is a bit of a possession kink going on to kinda play with Jaguar’s narcissistic personality. I tried not to go too far into it since it might be triggering for some people but be warned. Love and kisses
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It was late at night. The only sounds were the crickets singing and the last of the markets closing for the night. The dwindling smells of night and spices filled the air. No one noticed a rushing figure covering her head as she head to the falls.
You were making your way to see your Jafar, the silk dupatta he gifted you trailing behind you. You wanted to go to him as soon as you saw the message he left an orchid: Come see me, my night.
The orchid, now in your hair, and many like it had been sent to your room since the last time you two saw each other. With you helping your mother in the market and Jafar being in the palace, the times you see each other are few and far between. But now, you were able to sneak away. And so was he, it seems.
The night was cool and quiet. No one knew of your secret spot for each other near the falls. It was a small patch of grass filled with flowers and their perfumes. A small spring fed into the water from over head, making a small waterfall. The night seemed to be painted on the water as you can clearly see the moon and stars. The twinkling of it tempted you to go in.
You sat there, on top of a blanket, watching the waterfall and the movement of the water while nibbling on one of the treats you made for tonight. You were so hyper focused that you didn’t even realize you weren’t alone until a hand rested on your shoulder.
You raised your hand against your presumed attacker but they caught it before you could do anything. “The night is far too dangerous for a delicate flower like you.”
Immediately you recognized the voice. “I was just waiting for someone.”
The man smiled, stepping into the moonlight so you could see his face. His smirk widened. “Hope you weren’t waiting too long, my night.”
You hugged Jafar, your head barely reaching his chest. He held you against him, having missed you as well. You two stayed like that for a moment, relishing in each other’s embrace.
When he sat down, you shared with him everything you’ve done since you last saw you. You told him about your stand and the new food you’re introducing. You talk about your mom and her usual routine. You fed him the treats you made and smiled as he hummed in approval. And he listened the whole time.
He shared with you the things he had been up to; his usual plans to want to be a greater and better man. You always admired his drive to do better. It took him a long time to get to his position and he always wanted to do better.
By the time you both shared, his head was in your lap. You stroked his head as he looked out at the water. “I missed this,” he sighed.
“I missed you,” you whispered back. You thought he had not heard you until he was rising up and kissed you.
“I’ve missed you more, my night.” He kissed you again, only more heated this time. He wrapped his hands around you and brought you to him, not taking his attention from you. He lifted you up and you instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist.
You both began to undress each other, near tearing the clothes off, and discarded them who knows where. The feel of his skin against yours was intoxicating. You had been dreaming of this feeling since the last time you saw him. Damn it, you wanted him so bad.
As if he read your mind, he laid you down on top of the blanket and lifted your leg as he laid between them. He kissed your lips again. He then started to kiss wherever there was skin.
“My night, my orchid, my love, my dearest,” he whispered between kisses. He trailed down to your breasts, slowly taking his time toying with your nipples. He loved how it made you feel. How you near whimpered whenever he kissed or sucked on them.
You were so beautiful to him. The moonlight hitting you from angles that highlighted your beauty. You looked like an angel to him.
He kept moving further down to come face to face with your pussy. Fuck, you were dripping. He used the pad of his thumb to toy with the entrance, collecting your nectar on it and sampling a taste.
“You taste heavenly, my love,” he smiled. He wrapped his arms around your thighs, keeping them spread. “You have to keep looking at me love, or else I’ll stop. Understand?”
You nodded, moaning at the sight. He licked a long stripe before diving in. You tasted so sweet to him. Must have been all those treats you were making. And his eyes. Those gorgeous dark eyes. They watched your movements; how your mouth hung open whenever he sucked on your clit, how you struggled against the hold he had on you. Your eyes started to flutter close but went back to him when he pulled away.
“Fuck,” you moaned out loud. Your voice was slightly more husky with lust. You felt his lips grow into a smile. He gave you one more kiss to your sensitive clit before backing away slightly. He unwrapped one of your thighs to free a hand. He played with your cunt again with the pad of his thumb. Your hand instinctively went to his wrist, trying to slow down the pressure building inside you.
A dark laugh left his lips before he drew his eyes to yours and stopping his movements. “Do I need to restrain you, naughty girl? Let me do my work.”
You let go of him and he slowly entered a finger into you. He stopped for a moment, allowing you to get used to the stretch before he started to move faster. Fuck, it felt good. The memory of countless nights spent in this hidden spot made you squeeze around him.
“I love how you take my fingers,” he smirked. “Reminds me that you are mine. Aren’t you, princess?” You whimpered instead, the words leaving you at the moment. As the movement of his finger stopped, you came back to yourself. “I asked you a question.”
“Yes! Yes I’m yours.” He nodded, satisfied with his answer before he continued with his movements. He added a second finger as a reward, continuing to pick up the pace. That coil inside you kept wounding up. Your moans and whimpers were more frequent and your breath was heavier.
“J-jafar…”
“I know orchid. You can wait a little longer right? You can do that for me can’t you?” You slowly nodded, your head throwing back as you moaned in pleasure.
“I knew you could. Because you’re such a good girl for me. And all mine. So pretty when I fuck you.” His mouth went back to your clit as he continued to pump his fingers inside you. You couldn’t take it much longer. “Go ahead love. Cum for me.”
Your head threw back as your moans caught in your throat. His fingers continued moving back and forth as you rode out your orgasm. When your body landed back on Earth, you felt like you could breath fully again. Your eyes (not knowing they were even shut) fluttered open to the sight of Jafar licking his fingers. You moaned, getting wet all over again.
“Feeling ok, princess,” he asked, kissing your neck and cheek. You nodded slowly, feeling satisfied. “Good, because I want you ready for round two.”
Your eyes widened. “What,” he laughed. “You thought we were done? Oh no, love…
“We are just getting started.”
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