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direct0rhutao · 1 year

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HI TELL ME ABT THE GENSHIN GSNK AU

HELLO HELLO OK SO!!

to start the genshin gsnk au is also a fanfic which you can see here .there’s only 4 chapters so far but i will add more someday this is a promise

anyway i will tell you more about the characters in the au however when i was typing this out it got really long so. i’ll put it under a readmore hehe

the name of the au is monthly girls’ sangonomiya-san because kokomi is nozaki and lumine is sakura. kokolumi ftw (just started considering kokolumi as a ship like two months ago when i first started thinking abt this au)

anyway sangonomiya kokomi is a quiet highschool girl who secretly writes manga under the penname sango-sensei. her current project is called Heart-pounding! Love and Magic Time and it is set in a fantasy world where theres a rebellion against an oppressive regime and the main leads are a doggirl (hina) and a catboy (muuzuki. mew-zuki…) and they fall in love. so the plot is still mostly typical shoujo manga stuff it’s just that every so often kokomi will throw in detailed analyses of classic war strategies or philosophical musings on the ethics of propaganda or smth

lumine is kokomi’s classmate who had a big crush on her and decided to try and confess her feelings to her, except she messed up and kokomi thought she wanted to help with her manga, and the rest is history

gorou as mikoshiba…he’s the captain of the archery club and has a lot of admirers and he would be so cool were it not for the fact that he gets flustered sooo easily. he’s been kokomi’s manga assistant for some time now but somehow never noticed that she’s basing her heroine’s personality on him

arataki itto is seo except even more oblivious. he is still in the glee club and they call him “the glee club’s angel of music”. he lives with his grandma and his childhood friend kuki shinobu, who goes to a different school but works at a cafe where kokomi and friends sometimes go to talk about manga things. ofc shinobu has no context for any of their conversations ever

yoimiya as kashima ..not sure she’d be as “princely” as kashima but yoimiya’s so pretty and lively and always seems to know the right thing to say to a girl to make her day.. so yeah shes still the girlcrush of the school and the drama club star

kujou sara is hori. she is so tired of yoimiya getting distracted talking to girls in the hallways instead of showing up to drama club practice on time. she wanted to quit and join the archery club at one point but she stayed on as the drama club president because of yoimiya (but she will never tell her this). she’s kokomi’s background assistant so she’s spent enough time around her to know that beneath her quiet, ladylike demeanor, sangonomiya kokomi is a dumbass

thoma is wakamatsu, he’s one of the newer players on the basketball team and he’s a nice guy but a little naive. he got tired of itto showing up to “help” the team practice (the captain says itto helps them learn how to deal with “unpredictable” opponents) and thought that maybe he could get itto to be a better team player and less annoying. except of course itto thinks thoma just really wants to be friends. now thoma is stuck dealing with him all the time. oh, if only itto could be less boisterous and more considerate, like the glee club’s angel of music…surely someone like that would have a personality as gentle and angelic as his singing voice, right?

kamisato ayato is kokomi’s editor who shows up at her apartment in a hoodie and sweatpants to collect her manuscripts and then leaves usually without saying more than ten sentences. kokomi appreciates him greatly. kamisato is so professional. so punctual. so reliable. definitely a huge upgrade from her previous editor, Nightmare Editor Yae Miko, who kept suggesting ideas that were either incredibly simple or incredibly stupid and trying to get kokomi to put kitsune plushies on every page. to this day kokomi isn’t sure if yae actually read any of her manuscripts or not

kazuha as mayu.. kazuha is kokomi’s cousin who grew up in the same house as her so bascially he’s like a little brother to her. he’s a bit spacey and either speaks in flowery, poetic language or just doesn’t speak much at all. he spends a lot of time sleeping or staring into space because he’s saving his energy for kendo club

aether is lumine’s twin brother who goes to a different school than lumine. sometimes he wonders about his sister and her friends from school, especially that girl she mentioned having a crush on. he visited lumine’s school once and left even more confused than he was before he arrived

#aurelia chat #mailbox tag #from fl0wer-fiend #gsnk #genshin impact #OH ALSO i forgot to mention but #“where’s paimon in this au” paimon is the mascot on lumine’s hair ties #i need you to imagine that in this au lumine has sakura’s hairstyle but instead of the two big hair bows #lumine has hair ties with chibi paimons attached to them #that is all. thank you

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landograndprix · 9 months

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where your heart truly lies ✾ l.n - viii

❧ in which you and lando are not together, right?

❧ just a lily something cute before the storm ;)

❧ prev part – next part

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dannyricric at this point I'm convinced your McLaren's mascot, girl you're at nearly every race 😭

mclaren don't give us ideas 👀

norry4 imagine y/n working for McLaren?!

papayaarmy how is it to live my dream?

fabyn 'friend' more like bf & friend 💀

oscarpiastri you could have picked a better picture

y/nusername yeah I could've but I chose not to

oscarpiastri I respect that. Thanks for the picture, my mom will still frame it

landoscar I've only have had the y/n & oscar banter for two seconds but I'm obsessed already 🥰

landonorris 🧡

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lanlan not even trying to hide it anymore 💀

mclaren our favorite garage princess 👸

carlito55 and I oooop–

julieeeexo landos gf & lily reading this 👁👄👁

ynnation I mean she's been in the garage ever since lando joined f1, she deserves that tittle no matter what 😂

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norrislandofans the face of a boy who's going through a really difficult break up 💔

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fewtrelllando guys shut up, he's clearly going through it, let's leave him alone 😔

sharl16 BREAK UP?! WHEN?!

norry4 they announced it yesterday..poor thing's going through it 😢

sharl16 oh no, how will he ever recover from this??

bott_ass 'they' lmao lando made a statement, his ex didn't..and the statement was fabricated as fuck, he didn't come up with that 💀

carlito55 he was such a giggly bitch, haven't seen the guy be like this in a looong while!

landoscar it's alright guys, he's got a REALLY good girl friend to get him through these trying times

fabyn it was all pr I tell ya

dandoo this is so sad, did anyone notify his girlfriend y/n?

y/nlandooo hello @.yourbestfrienduser lurking in the likes again 👀

oscarp81 must be hard on her as well, losing a friend like that 😔

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randaccidents · 1 month

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UPDATED REF HERE

Heart Pre-ROE (you're here!) / Heart Post-Apathy

First ref (of many)! Here's Heart before the official start point of the AU! Look at him, such a happy bean. Don't get too used to him like this now, he doesn't look like this most of the AU. But I need you to understand the changes he undergoes.

Also fun fact! Heartless!Heart is not blind, nor will he be blinded in this AU! Instead, he's just a little shit who realized Mind dislikes unnatural looking things and found see-through fabric for a blindfold. He can see through it the way you see through a mascot suit or furry suit's eyes. Yes I did research he can read through that blindfold and it creeps Mind out. Soul thinks this is hilarious.

(judge the hair another day I am incredibly low skilled and thats the best I can do for "curly" hair. Its a miracle I can do hair at all, straight hair actually looks worse how is it harder)

EDIT I FORGOT. TO ADD AN ARTIST TAG.

#rand.art #Heartless AU #cccc au #chonnys charming chaos compendium #fuckit we maintag #cccc #Heartless story #yay lore tag!#the lore tag will come into play #anyways enjoy the happy bean #he wont stay that way for long #youll learn what happened and why he did what he did :3 #rand.ref #Heartless timeline

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preciouslittletoonette · 8 months

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Overworked Mascots (Mickey Mouse x Bugs Bunny)

I do not own any of these characters that appear here. They all belong to their respective studios. Enjoy!

This is inspired by the lovely art of one @thesunpapaya (sorry if you don't like being tagged, I remembered you saying you'd read fics from this ship so I figured it'd be safe to tag you). Particularly this piece and these pieces.

Get ready

Eat, Rehearse, Film, Press Conference, Film, Eat, Sleep.

Mickey was so tired.

Eat, Rehearse, Film, Press Conference, Film, Eat, Sleep

Yet tired didn't feel like the right word.

Go to this gala, go to that event, film some more, sleep.

But a weight unlike any other pulled him down.

Go out for lunch date with Minnie for the press. Film. Go to Dinner date with Minnie. Don't let people know something is wrong. Sleep. But not with her, to maintain your image. For the children, Mickey.

"Mickey Mouse! Is it true you and Minnie are broken up?! Any words regarding the rumors of Minnie Mouse's affair with her costar Daisy Duck?!"

"Haha! I don't know where this is all coming from. Minnie and Daisy are just swell pals. And me and Min are as right as rain. Happier than ever" Not.

Eat, Rehearse, Film, Meetings, Film, Eat, Sleep.

He took a long puff from the cigar between his finger tips, letting the smoke choke him before releasing it with a slow blow. He licked his lips to rid the dryness he felt on them.

Remember you're Mickey Mouse.

There wasn't a day in his life where he didn't forget it. Everyone made sure to remind him.

Remember we own you.

There wasn't a day in his life where he didn't wish he was elsewhere.

Keep up appearances. Stick to the script.

Don't ruin the magic, Mickey.

The magic for him had been ruined a long time ago.

"Are they gone?", Mickey asked tiredly. His ears could still make out the yelling outside but it got fainter and fainter.

The human in the room with him squeaked as he acknowledged him. A rather mousey (hehe) young man Mickey had taken a liking to and hired to be his P.A. The practical boy was efficient and quick, much more so than his previous personal assistant. Sure, the young man had to be quickly trained in the ins and outs of toons but he caught on quick, something Mickey liked. And the best part:

The boy took Mickey's secrets and kept it like they were his very own. Mickey appreciated that.

The young man peeked out and addressed one of the guards outside. There was some talk Mickey wasn't in the mood to listen into before his assistant came back in.

"They got rid of most of the paparazzi. There might still be some stragglers but most of them will be outside of the building. Security is keeping an eye on all entrances. Only toons, residents and employees are allowed into the building and onto this floor", his assistant informed him.

Mickey nodded," Thank you, Connor. You're an angel", he said with a small smile.

Connor beamed," It's a pleasure, Mr Mouse", he said happily before his eyes went down to the empty scotch glass on the table next to Mickey," Would you like a refill?".

"Please", Mickey said holding up the glass for Connor to take," Dad knows I need it before Iger comes to scream at me again for my sloppy performance".

"The performance wasn't that bad-"

"I forgot several lines and had to ad-lib my way to a line I do remember. I even hesitated a few times"

"Actors improvise all the time!"

"Not. Disney toon actors", Mickey grumbled," We have to stick to the script. Stay within the line. Conform. Or else", he said. It was almost like a mantra at this point, something that had to be ingrained into Mickey's head as if he had been forced to write it on a chalk board 100 000 times.

Don't ruin the magic, Mickey.

Connor sighed," Bullshit, its all bullshit", he mumbled as he flipped through Mickey's schedule.

It truly was. And it was the reality of Mickey's life.

"So what's next on today's agenda?", Mickey asked, sitting up a little and trying (and failing quite frankly) to appear his normal, happy self (if his normal happy self had a cigar in one hand and a glass of scotch on the other).

"You're expected back at Disneyland for the nighttime parade. Photos will be taken. Iger asks you be a little bit more affectionate with Minnie this time as visitors noted you were a little distant your last appearance. Again, nothing spicy. You made a lot of parents uncomfortable with that kiss you pulled a few months ago, the memory is still fresh", Connor said, walking up and down as he gave Mickey the run down on what needed to happen.

"Be affectionate but don't be affectionate. Got it", Mickey said as he downed his glass of scotch in one go.

"Still so freaky you can just... swallow all that and not even get the least bit tipsy", Connor said looking mildly intrigued.

"Eh, toons have made stronger stuff in the past and lived", Mickey said as he set the glass down," Anything else?"

"That's about it. You're free for the time being, like 3-ish hours", Connor said," If you'd like, I can have an impromptu meal arranged for you and Mrs Mouse in a public place for the time being. Mr Iger requests you spend more time together".

Mickey held up a hand and shook his head," No, no. I'd... I'd rather not meet with Minnie today. She's got her own stress to deal with", he said.

"Of course, Mr Mouse"

Mickey sighed. The end of his cigar came and he put the last butt of it out before grabbing another. If there was one thing Mickey had in common with his dad, it was the awful smoking habits. But smoking took his mind off things. Things that would otherwise stress him out.

Like the situation between him and Minnie. The less he thought about the situation between him and Minnie, the better his mood will be.

"Connor, be a dear. Fill up, would you?", Mickey asked politely and his PA followed his request with little complaint.

"At least, now you'll get a tiny break from it all", Connor piped up. The young human paused as something in his ear piece went off," Excuse me, sir. There's something I need to check on".

Mickey waved him off and continued his smoking and drinking, deep in thought with a foul expression on his face. He leaned back into his chair and took a long drag of his cigar, wondering how his life had come to this.

He was meant to be perfect. Practically in every way. The Ideal Toon. The one all Disney toons are encouraged to follow. The board spent many, many years, even dating back to when his Dad was still alive, crafting this image of his. This child (or rather: stern parent) friendly image that was more shallow than a dried up puddle in the summer. It had worked for the most part. Most folks assumed Mickey was devoid of personality, a puppet of Disney. Just The Mascot.

"I've been scrubbed clean, now left in pain with my skin so raw from this abuse."

This scandal was very close to that image cracking. Extremely close. So close in fact, he had gotten screamed at by several people. Including Bob Iger, who he knows is ready to tear into him again in person eventually once the paparazzi cleared somewhat. Adding in his disaster of a performance during a live show, Mickey would bet Iger would be screaming at him for a straight hour.

Mickey would let him. Because Mickey was so tired. Too tired to fight.

He heard the door of his study open and Connor stepped back inside again.

"Sir- Mr. Mouse?"

"What is it, Connor? I'd rather be alone for a moment-"

"You have a visitor, Mr Mouse…", Connor said.

Mickey's eyes met the doorway and he finds what he thought to be the most beautiful toon in all the Animation Industries standing there, gazing at him with an almost demure smile. Mickey's tired eyes met theirs and it seemed like he was in a trance. His face grew warm at the sight of the white, figure hugging dressed that showed off an hourglass figure. His eyes wandered to the ruby red lips and he swallowed the lump in his throat. On his finger, his wedding ring burned him.

"I sincerely hope I'm not intruding, Mr Mouse", the toon said demurely.

It took all of Mickey's acting skill to school his face and make sure he didn't "wolf out" for lack of better words in front of his personal assistant who was still there watching.

"Of course not", Mickey said in faux calmness, "Do come in, ma'am. Connor, can you leave us for a moment?".

Connor did as he was told, but not without his eyes flickering between Mickey and the toon with the same energy as a nosy neighbour finding out something scandalous.

Mickey swore his personal assistant will be the death of him…

…If this gorgeous piece of art before him didn't kill him first.

The toon in question sauntered towards him, hips swaying in ways that were borderline provocative (Mickey could hear the Censor monkeys at Disney screaming). They didn't immediately reach him however, instead taking a turn to take from the nearby bourbon and pour themselves a pint.

Mickey stared, trying to find his voice under the collection of saliva no doubt building up in his mouth. Eventually, he found it.

"Were you waiting long?", he asked quietly, not wanting to break the intense air that surrounded them. He felt warmer than usual.

An airy chuckle fluttered through the atmosphere of Mickey's study.

"Oh, don't you worry too much about that, honey. I kept my li'l head occupied just fine", the toon said. Their accent was clearly forced in a toon way, accurate but still clear it wasn't their natural voice. They smiled at him a beautiful buck-toothed smile.

"You didn't have trouble getting in?", Mickey asked.

"Cute fella got me in through the side door"

Mickey sighed, leaning back into his seat again with closed eyes. He felt the emotional exhaustion of the day catch up with him and he tried to relax. His ears perked up hearing footsteps, assuming the toon was about to take a seat nearby. Only to feel the weight of a body come sit on his lap. His eyes flew open.

Oh gosh

"Hope you don't mind if I take a seat here. You looked very comfortable", the toon cooed, buck teeth disappearing as their mouth made a perfect 'o' shape.

Mickey's heart raced and was about ready to run out of his chest. His body grew hotter.

He felt the white fur shawl pull over him and bring him closer. As he got closer, he could the sweet, fruity perfume his cigar smoke had been hiding. A gloved hand came to caress his cheek with uncharacteristic tenderness.

" You look tired, doc"

Mickey's breath hitched as he felt furry lips brush against his cheek. Whiskers tickled him.

"Bugs…", he whined.

"Mickey", the bunny in question chuckled as he teased the mouse he had trapped under him.

Mickey swallowed the building drool his mouth had accumulated.

"I have somewhere to be in 3 hours", Mickey warned as Bugs leaned into him.

"Is that so?", by that tone, Mickey could tell Bugs was not taking that warning seriously," What if you were just a wee, tad bit… late?", he said, tugging on the Mouse's tie.

For a moment, Mickey entertained the idea.

"As much as I want to… I'm in hot water enough as is today", Mickey murmured. He put his dead cigar in the ashtray.

"Should I leave then?", Bugs asked, moving to get up, but stopped when he felt Mickey's arms snake around him and keep him in place.

"Stay", it was as much a demand as it was a plead.

Bugs grinned and made himself comfortable again. As he did that, Mickey hid his face in Bugs' neck, inhaling that sweet perfume.

"This perfume… with this dress. Are you trying to kill me", Mickey whined, causing Bugs to snicker.

"Depends. Do I get a portion of your money in the will?", Bugs asked cheekily.

"No"

"Aw", Bugs pouted as he took his glass of bourbon and had a sip," And here I was hoping I was going to get something special".

"The only special thing you're gonna get if Disney finds out you're in my will is an investigation", Mickey grumbled as he tugged Bugs closer.

"Ah yes. I'm sure Mr. Iger would be very amused by those pictures you have of me", Bugs teased.

Mickey groaned," Ugh, don't bring him up…", if he could, he'd hide in Bugs' neck for the rest of eternity.

Mickey couldn't see it, but Bugs' face grew the slightest bit soft and sympathetic.

"Rougher day today?", Bugs probed.

"Yeah…", Mickey muttered.

Bugs hummed and shifted his position to comfortably lay against Mickey. This did involve Mickey moving his head away from Bugs' neck so Bugs could sink a little lower. Their faces came quite close together as a result.

Mickey gazed at Bugs and moved his hand to cup the furry cheek of his rabbit lover, stroking the soft white fur of his muzzle. He could feel Bugs stiffen for a moment under his touch before relaxing.

"Why’d you get all dolled up today?", Mickey asked.

"Can't a rabbit try to look pretty once in a while", Bugs wrly replied.

"You always look pretty. You're the prettiest toon I know", Mickey said earnestly.

Mickey could tell for the tiniest millisecond, Bugs was stumped. But that quickly fell as Bugs grinned at him, lashes fluttering flirtatiously.

"Am I as funny as I am pretty?", he asked jokingly.

"Twice as", Mickey responded with a grin.

"Do I make you laugh?", Bugs asked, pulling on Mickey's tie and leaning in.

Mickey gave him a small peck on the cheek," You knock my socks right off, doll", he said sweetly as he reached for his glass, having not drank a drop since Bugs entered.

Bugs subtly preened under the compliment and Mickey smiled fondly behind his glass.

"That still doesn't answer my question though", Mickey continued.

"What if… I don't want to answer it", Bugs replied.

Mickey hummed, his thumb brushing over the area under Bugs' eye, feeling that area felt a little off. Like it was more freshly painted. To hide something.

"Rougher day, today?", Mickey inquired softly, repeating the question Bugs had asked him earlier.

It was a quick shift of his gaze and the way Bugs started subconsciously biting the glass that clued Mickey in on his mental state.

Bugs Bunny was not great with feelings. Mickey spent years learning all of his tics so that he didn’t neglect the rabbit's feelings. Mickey won't lie, it was hard as Bugs was an incredible actor (almost to his detriment), but learning what all the little movements and nervous tics meant was entirely worth it to Mickey if it meant this radiant rabbit found it worth it to stick around a little longer.

That's why Mickey didn't speak much further on that. Instead, he pulled from his vest pocket a pack of cigarettes, slipping one put for Bugs to take. Bugs slowly took it and placed it in his mouth. Mickey provided a lighter as well and held it to Bugs' cigarette.

This action evoked a memory in Mickey. Something that happened years ago, but that Mickey could remember like it was yesterday.

It was one of those film parties that got held after a successful movie. Who framed Roger Rabbit had been a massive success and the entire cast had been invited.

Mickey sat on the rooftop, that night, feeling like absolute dirt despite the happy festivities. A cigarette hung loosely on his lips as he stared out at the lights of city.

One moment, he was alone. The next he had his temporary co-star next to him. Bugs Bunny, looking right as rain to the unaware populace.

Mickey had offered Bugs a cigarette on the promise he told no one about Mickey's awful habit. Bugs laughed, agreed to it and took the cigarette.

Mickey watched for a few rather pitiful seconds as Bugs struggled to get his lighter to work before showing mercy and lighting his own lighter, hovering it within Bugs' gaze with the silent offer of lighting it for him.

The action made Bugs pause long enough for Mickey to notice the hesitation. But he didn't have time to dwell on that as Bugs placed the cig near the lighter.

"What a gentleman", Bugs cooed before giving Mickey one of those zany kisses crazier toons did before running away.

The action stumped Mickey so much he almost dropped his cigarette. His expression must have been funny, because Bugs started to laugh. And really laugh.

Given that those sort of kisses never had any meaning behind them, Mickey should've just forgotten about it and moved on. But he didn't, the kiss and Bugs' charming, captivating laugh stayed with him that entire night.

They talked more. Mickey tried his damndest to be normal in front of the Looney hare but it was getting hard with every laugh he miraculously managed to pull from Bugs.

At some point, they were playing a strange game of keep away. Bugs had snatched the last cigarette Mickey had wanted and played a game out of it. Mickey had to get it back from him.

One thing led to another. A push, a body hitting the wall. Mickey trying his hardest to keep Bugs from escaping. A small, innocuous slip. Mickey falling into Bugs by accident. Their lips meeting in a tremendous smash.

Neither of them moved for a sharp minute before Mickey finally willed his body to move. Apologies came out like rapid fire from Mickey who fervently checked if Bugs was okay and continuously apologised for his large overstep of a boundary. Bugs himself was quiet as he watched Mickey rapidly apologise, his body frozen against the wall.

When Mickey tried to leave, he felt a trembling hand on his back keep him in place. His eyes widened, looking up at Bugs in the darkness. You could just barely make out the dark blush on Bugs' face.

"Stay", it was as much a demand… as it was a plead. But Bugs still removed his hand from Mickey's back, giving the mouse the option to run away and not look back. The option to forget.

Mickey stayed.

Both of them moved in tandem for the first real kiss. And the second kiss, the third kiss and the kiss after that and the many other kisses after that. The moment they truly separated was when Bugs heard someone approaching the roof. Mickey looked at their dishevelled, almost undressed states, frozen and worried about being caught. Had Bugs not picked him up and hid, they would have surely been caught.

And perhaps, that was what made that situation all the more enticing. The adrenaline of almost being caught. The danger of it all. The kiss after that had occurred was one of relief but also of one with the prime knowledge that if they were ever caught, they would be done for.

That seemed to be all the encouragement both of them, a sad pair of disgruntled, overworked mascots, needed to pursue this further.

"Penny for your thoughts, doc", Bugs inquired, flipping a penny in Mickey's direction, that the mouse flawlessly caught as he was brought back to the present.

"Just thinking on some old memories", Mickey said softly," About that night", he elaborated.

"Ah", was all Bugs said.

Mickey gazed at Bugs. Bugs gazed back. Mickey gently took Bugs' free hand and left a kiss on it.

"I know I said earlier that you look pretty everyday- that wasn't a lie, but golly, you look really stunning today, doll", Mickey murmured softly as he laced their fingers together.

Bugs chuckled, his white fur turning the slightest bit pink at the compliment.

"Well, I do remember you saying this was your favourite dress of mine. Thought you'd love to see it again", Bugs explained coyly," Tell me, who do you think wore this style better. Who do you like it more on. Me, Marilyn or Madonna?"

Mickey chuckled," You wore it better, of course", he answered sincerely. He leaned down and murmured in Bugs' ear," Though, being honest, I always liked it best on my bedroom floor".

Mickey pulled back and watched with amusement at the flustered steam leaving Bugs' ears before the rabbit burst out laughing. He sighed, absolutely besotted with Bugs and his charming laugh that never failed to captivate him. Mickey spied a little floating heart popping close to his head.

"The Censor monkeys are gonna have your hide for that, Mick", Bugs cackled.

"So long as I got you to laugh", Mickey said grinning.

Bugs chuckled as he cupped Mickey's face.

Mickey relaxed at Bugs' touch, leaning in until their noses touched.

"I wish I didn't have places to be", Mickey murmured," I wish I didn't have all this work I need to".

"Same here….", Bugs whispered as he wrapped his arms around Mickey's neck.

But they were both there right now. And they'll take that little spark they needed to keep going.

Their lips met in what began as a soft kiss that dived into something more desperate, passionate and deep. Time was less of a worry when you were with someone who made you feel like the world stopped and you were the only other there. Track of time was lost. So later, the knock on the door felt like a bitter awakening from a good dream.

"Mr. Mouse?", the door handled jiggled.

"Wait outside, Connor!", Mickey squeaked as he thought of his half-dressed state. .

"Mr. Mouse, the car is here", Connor announced through the door.

Mickey inwardly cursed and sighed. He felt hands squeeze his arms and he looked down at Bugs who gave him a tight smile.

"I don't want to go", Mickey murmured.

"I don't want you to go", Bugs whispered back.

But as mascots, the wants of their owners always came before their own. Mickey had to leave.

"Will you still be here when I get back?", Mickey asked, a little frightened of Bugs' answer.

"I'll stay so long as you come back", Bugs said earnestly, giving Mickey a peck on the cheek before getting off of him.

Mickey smiled softly, grabbing Bugs' hand to leave a kiss on it before making himself presentable.

"As handsome as ever", Bugs quipped as Mickey finished checking and tidying himself.

Mickey chuckled at the quip, turning to Bugs with a short wink as he walked towards the door.

"Wish me luck", Mickey said cheerfully.

Bugs looked outside at the late afternoon sky," Oh Evening Star above, I wish this maroon some luck", he drawled.

Mickey laughed at the little joke.

"Thanks Bugs. I'll see you later" I love you.

Mickey never openly said those three special words before. Neither has Bugs. Though, always unsaid, the two just had an instinctive feeling they knew what their true feelings for the other were.

"See you later, Mick", Bugs said before Mickey left his study.

Mickey sighed, already missing Bugs' warmth as he walked towards the building's elevator where Connor dutifully stood.

"Ready to go, boss man?", Connor questioned.

"Yeah, let's get this over with", Mickey muttered as the elevator doors closed and began it's descent downwards.

Mickey was not looking forward to what was sure to be another dull parade of him standing and waving. But he found solace in that he'll have someone special waiting for him to arrive home.

And Mickey yearned for the day where he could finally have that sort of thing every day. With no worries for either of them.

Until then, he's willing to endure being Disney's well-behaved mascot just a little while longer.

#overworked mascots #both the fic title and the ship name hehe #mickey mouse #bugs bunny #writing #precious' writing #please do not perceive me #or do... idk #might do more who knows this ship drives me nuts #looney tunes

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dailydoseoffanfics · 8 months

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damn another spiderverse x reader idea thats crazy

what the title says. i've also thought about this for a while.

SOOOOOOO I PRESENT TO YOU GUYS.......

Spiderverse x reader, but the reader is a magical girl!

Y'know, where they wear a cutesy frilly dress with a cutesy weapon and they transform infront of the villain for 30 seconds while the villain doesn't know what to do? (think of it like sailor moon, cardcaptor sakura, winx club, any precure shows, etc.)

Like, reader was either destined to be one/had no choice or got convinced by one of their mascots. Something like that asdfghjkl;' (mascots are also important too! y'know like how every magical girl has a mentor that is either a cat or just any type of animal...i also imagine like reader's mascot to be some kind of ferret...a talking ferret being a mentor for y/n.....yup 😁.)

ALSO....IMAGINE MAGICAL GIRL READER MEETING ONE OF THE SPIDER PEOPLE??!? (SPECIFICALLY MILES, BUT IT CAN BE ANYBODY TBH)

(ALSO ALSO FORGOT TO CLARIFY, reader isn't exactly like a spider-person, and also isn't like a part of the spider society either no shit sherlock 💀, reader is just a silly fella that possesses powers. however, if you're planning on making this type of story and want reader to be a spider-person AND a magical girl, go ahead! i won't really mind)

ANYWAYS, i can just imagine one of the spider people losing a fight with a random powerful villain, and as a villain about to finish them off, smoke appears out of no where, a silhouette is beating the shit out of the villain and when the villain gets defeated and the smoke clears off, the silhouette reveals to be...... a person with a sparkly and frilly dress with a cutesy wand?

confusion and amazement are evident in the spider-person's face, but before they can question who that person was, that person already vanished. now, the spider-person is determined to find out who reader is.

OKAY OKAY SO you know how in some of the magical girl shows, despite the protagonist having the same hair, face and voice as their civilian form, people for some reason...don't recongize them. Cartoon logic am i right? BUTTTTT, in this case, reader already covered their face!!! so the spider-person will have NO CLUE who they are!!

thats pretty much it! i also think this premise is cool and if you're planning on making this story tag me 😁👍‼️

FORGOT TO MENTION: once again, you don't have to credit me. this was also just another random idea that popped into my head since I have an obssession with magical girl shows lmao

THANK YOU FOR COMING TO MY TED TALK AND I'LL SEE YOU LATERRR!!!

#across the spiderverse #into the spider verse #atsv #itsv #atsv x reader #itsv x reader #x reader #rambles #spider man: across the spider verse #spider man: into the spider verse #spiderverse x reader #premise

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there-was-a-hole-here-itsgonenow · 1 year

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Disney’s Figment in the Bingham house is Queer-coded and may indicate Creation Powers for Will!

I made a long post about this image recently—

—and somehow forgot to include two very important details about it!! To quickly summarize a little bit, Figment is a purple dragon that is Disney’s Epcot park mascot and is meant to be the full embodiment of imagination and freedom + to not let thoughts remain thoughts and to bring them into reality. He appears in an attraction called Journey Into Imagination with Figment too (I used to work in Epcot, next door to this ride, and am very familiar with Figment), which is extremely important for the full analysis. This dragon is sitting below Suzie’s window, and the entire shot itself holds significance I believe connects to imagery from seasons 1 & 2 and may indicate specific foreshadowing for s5. I highly recommend reading about that here in my original post if you haven’t and are interested, because I can’t summarize everything without rewriting my original post (including thoughts on my theory that Mike will come up with the final solution to defeat Vecna, which is connected to my Rubikscubegate theory). The most significant thing to take from it is the importance of freeing your mind and letting no one control it (also freeing yourself from forces that want to control you).

What I can summarize is this: Figment’s queer-coding and possible creation powers for Will. Both of these details are covered in one image from Figment’s attraction, at the very end of the ride. Throughout the ride, Figment is trying to get a character named Dr. Nigel to understand his perspective in that imagination shouldn’t be captured and controlled but free instead. Because if you set your mind/imagination free, your way of thinking can be turned around for the better. By the end of the ride, Dr. Nigel understands Figment’s perspective and celebrates it. The ride goes dark, and then we get a burst of color:

In my initial post, I talked a lot about what Figment’s character would clearly associate with for ST’s queer characters and the real queer people they represent. And how parts of the GA want to restrict and control the freedom to be different and think differently. What I didn’t remember to include is Figment’s association with rainbows. He’s been associated with rainbows ever since his character was created in 1983 (wow what a coincidence)!! In recent years as well, Figment is becoming more of a queer icon among fans for his non-conforming free thinking and ‘anything is possible’ mentality!

Now, when the rainbow appears in Journey Into Imagination, Figment is singing about how dreams can spark from ‘me and you’ when imagination is set free! And you know where this rainbow is sprouting from??

From a paint tube!!! And the tube says Figment Pigment; it’s insinuating creating from your imagination to bring thoughts into reality!!

In my original post, I mentioned Will could be multi-powered (like a wizard) and this could manifest in the form of creation abilities. Which would align with his artistry. He takes what his mind sees and puts it into reality.

And there’s Figment in Suzie’s room. And this character literally holds a paint tube that pours out a rainbow, encouraging the unrestrained power of free-thinking through song, and in s3 Dustin and Suzie sing the lyric “There upon a rainbow is the answer to our never ending story,” and back in s1 Will went missing but could’ve possibly bent the appearance of the UD with creation abilities (which happened to be in the same year Figment was created)…

We say on this tag all the time that gay love will save the world, and that’s entirely true because Figment’s presence makes that clear. He is against forced conformity and embodies freedom. He is a growing queer icon. He is sitting below Suzie’s window, where we see vibrant green outside. Will is the character we will circle completely back to in the final season. It’s his love for Mike, and in turn Mike’s love for Will, that will break the imprisoned web Henry has built and intends to keep building. And, I still believe, it’ll be Will (along with Mike because he is also a creator of words; it’s him and Will together) who ultimately opposes Henry’s standard of conformity with the power of free-thinking—his ability to create in opposition to the restriction Henry has forced.

Here’s my own Figment plush paired with the world-saving symbol💚

#figmentgate #I love love figment #there upon a rainbow is the answer…#will and mike’s love will save the world #breaking henry’s web #byler #byler analysis #byler theory #will byers has powers #will byers #mike wheeler

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hey-hamlet · 1 year

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May we have more information about guardian dog Izuku?

Nezu is the principal because hes the only UA principal I chose to recognise. Aizawa shows up to school with a green dog and he's already pretty sure this dog has a quirk. He doesn't want to get his hopes up though, because fellow quirked animals are rare. Then the dog ends up in his office during lunch time and carefully pulls books off his shelves "This Biology of a Quirk" "The Theory of Everything" and a single book that Nezu has made sure is the only copy in existence "The Effects of Quirks on Non Human Animals". He is very excited! One of the first quirked animals he's run into in his tenure at UA has human like intelligence, the ability to read and probably some sort of future sight/time travel ability!

Izuku, courtesy of Nezu, has his own student ID badge, imbeded in the tag on the collar Aizawa gets him. Aizawa only finds this out when he forgot his at home and Izuku opens the gate for him. He's so confused.

Aizawa calls Izuku Midori. Oboro calls him everything from "head of lettuce" to "pile of grass clippings gain sentience". Izuku responds to all of them. None of the three stooges have worked out hes quirked because god bless they don't use their braincells so they are wondering how weird Izuku's last owner was. Yamada calls him "bestest boy" and Izuku gets embarrassed.

Izuku also has One for All. This only comes out when Aizawa's class is training with the other heroics class and their teacher tells him to get rid of the dog because its clearly not a hero student. The rest of his class start to complain bc thats their mascot now, and Yamada argues that clearly hes allowed here or Nezu would have gotten rid of him. Izuku just stands up, makes direct eye contact with the hero and then bites clean through a steel bar. Everyone is screaming.

Aizawa seems to be Midori's favourite, unless they are out on internships or workplace experience. Then Oboro can't get rid of him.

#asks #bnha au #canine guardian au #5 headcanons #ask game

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danketsuround · 5 months

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sunday six!

typical monday six for me cause i forgot yesterday was sunday lol i was tagged by @four-white-trees and @overdevelopedglasses woo! thank you! i will tag everyone else i usually tag @c-cw-f-saeko @fire-tempers-steel @futilecombat @passthroughtime (think that's everyone? lmk if u want to be tagged/untagged) (share if you want don't if you don't as usual HI)

sharing something different cause i wasn't feeling well this weekend and i have this written already. little extra thing from two birds that expands on the letters kuwana and reiko wrote to each other. kind of long but i don't like it enough to post so just take the whole thing gosh!

To Kusumoto-san,

How are you? I'm sorry I haven't written yet. I just figured out how this works in the midst of moving around. Ehime is a nice place. Far, temperate. The people in Masaki are a little too friendly. Not sure I could say the same about Matsuyama, though, I guess that's the city to a stranger. It seems silly to say, but I hope you're making some friends, if you can.

When we first drove in, a seagull shat on my car. Right on the windshield! I almost killed us both. I know you just jumped at the thought, but we're really okay. Mitsuru made fun at me for getting so startled. He's a good kid. He's a lot like you and nothing like me. Thank God. Despite our differences I think we're getting along.

We came to Matsuyama for a bit. We wanted to pop in and see you but they told us it doesn't work that way. That day it really hit that you were in prison, and not just away on a terrible vacation. I guess I'll never get over missing you. It really upset Mitsuru, so I took him to do tourist stuff instead. It was nice because a lot of people visit those areas, so the wheelchair wasn't really a problem like it is on these gravely rural roads. We met the mascot, Mikyan, and took a picture with him. I'm sure it fell out when you tore open this envelope. Did you know Ehime is famous for its mandarins? They really won't let you forget it! The photo was just going to be of Mitsuru, but this lady behind me said she could take a photo of the both of us, and I got too shy to say no. I'd never do that! Maybe I'm a changed man after all. Anyways, you have the both of us now—though it wasn't like you didn't before.

Mitsuru gave me a haircut. I look ridiculous. You can see it in the photo, right? I would have done a better job blindfolded, but he seemed proud of it, so I kept it. His hair looks pretty choppy now, but not out of revenge. I just suck at cutting hair. Did I tell you that he's trying to get his high school diploma? What a dedicated young man you've raised. I technically still have my teaching license, so I've been helping. Feels good. It's weird. Whenever I help him, I remember why I became a teacher in the first place. Ironic, isn't it? I want to tell you everything but I'll save it for the next time we see you. I'm sorry for cutting it so short, but I have a favor to ask you.

The nurses in Ijincho explained a bunch of stuff to me about Mitsuru's condition and printed it out. It's expectedly massive. Sorry to be a pain, but would you mind taking a look at it and tell me what to do? Advice? I can't make sense of it all. Or maybe I refuse to believe it. Is he really hurt so badly? What does he think of all this? I wonder about it. I wonder about it a lot. He seems fine, but then I look at all his X-rays and blood tests and I don't know what to think. How do I get him too eat? To grab things? To smile? I'm taking it one step at a time, but these technical terms are a big hurdle. You can read it, right? You've always been so much smarter than me. I'm sorry again. I'm lost. Thank you. I'm running out of room. They've got a limit on paper for prison letters. Seems strict.

Mitsuru wanted to say:

M iSsyou Mo M

- Mi Tsu ru

He's got a damn strong grip on his pencil. You'd be proud.

Until then,

Kitakata,

It's good to finally hear from you. I'm doing as well as I can. You seem to be the same. I checked a map of Masaki to try and place you two. It seems like a nice town. Are you getting used to the short buildings and the little beach?

I've been friendly with some of the other inmates, and the seagulls here do the same, but I've been safer than you.

I got your picture. How cute. Your haircut isn't so bad, he did a good job.

I looked at the documents. I know what you mean. I expect you already know to use the feeding tube and how to bathe him. It's not surprising he did not respond well to the catheter. I wouldn't either.

Firstly, Mitsuru has anterograde amnesia. That means he has a very difficult time forming short term memory, even if his long term memory is intact. Remember when you told me he didn't know your name, even though you told him earlier? That's why. I'm not sure why he doesn't remember your face from before. I suppose that's a fortunate mystery. You may have noticed the nurses doing this, but if you tell him the same things over and over again, he'll have an easier time forming new memories. He knows what to call you now because you said it so many times. I'm sure he knows I'm in prison because the nurses told him many times, too. That's what I get.

I'm sure you're well aware of his mental health. He seems to go up and down a lot, I bet. Like his body, his brain is suck at seventeen. Doesn't he seem so... frozen in time to you? He's like an old doll, destined to be a kid forever. I'd be jealous if that was the end of it. The nurses observed that he sometimes behaves like a much younger child. Have you seen him suck his thumb? Does he tug at you when he wants your attention? Hug you at night? It's an acute stress response. He's defending his body from his mind—that's what that means.

Lastly, his food. It's not very difficult to do. Steam it for thirty minutes. If you lose track of time and think you've cooked it for too long, add another ten minutes. I did that when he was little. He hated vegetables until they weren't shaped much like vegetables anymore. He'd swallow his food whole to hurry up and play outside again, so boil it thoroughly. It should be the consistency of chewed gum or silt. Try it yourself, add salt if you hate it. He doesn't like broccoli. No broccoli. Like everything else, he's still relearning how to chew. Don't push him. He’s sensitive. You know that already, just like you know how to do all this other stuff. You have good intuition, and great memory, and it helps that Mitsuru seems to love you. Even still, don't push him. No broccoli. Thank you.

Thank you.

Don't expect me to say anything else, I'll see you soon.

Kusumoto Reiko

#my tummy hurts #sunday six

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