#disney hawk eye

[vypcr]

sorry everyone she’s been exposed to this concept called “unconditional love” recently and she thinks that shit is So Cool but also what the fuck??? why her???

#[ooc] #hey @ daniel?? robby??? hawk??? what the FUCK???? #but yeah I just think the fact that she can feel this way from people other than her mother/brother now is Super Neat #also that she's been learning how to return that kind of energy god I'm so weak for that #I can't even like explain it fully rn bc I'm still dead brained from my meds atm but yeah this is my fuckinggg jam #it's that meme where the little creature is growling at this hand that's reaching out to them wanting it to stay away #but then it pets its head and there's that 'oh' realization and it gets like the Big Disney Eyes #and then when the hand stops petting and pulls away it instantly grabs for it and wants more pets #and just refuses to let go #yeah that meme or whatever I don't even remember what it's from but that's the vibe with tory #does this post make sense? no. but it's here anyway and maybe I'll make sense of it later sfdlkjfds

[tteokdoroki]

OCTOBER 8TH. HADES

“my sweet, deluded little minion. aren't we forgetting one teensy-weensy but ever-so-crucial tiny little detail? i own you.”

♱ — keigo takami + hate sex.

♱ — synopsis; as a naive little girl in love you make a deal that gets you stuck with the unrelenting god of the underworld, and no matter how sweet he may fuck you…you’ll spend all of eternity hating him if you have to.

♱ —length; 5.4K

♱ — warnings; please read for your own safety! mdni, smut 18+, heavy smut, mentions of death, restraints, marking, branding, creampies, thigh riding, impact play, nipple play, multiple orgasms, possesive sex, hate sex, unprotected sex, fem!reader, hades!hawks. not beta read !

♱ — notes; screee happy sinister saturday !! tonight i bring you hawks beloved besmooched as disney's hades!! i hope you guys enjoy this as much as i did writing it. !! mwah !! - m.list ₊ kinktober m.list ₊ taglist 𓆩♡𓆪

pity. 

you should not have pity for the weak because you are weak, yourself. 

you’re weak because you’re too kind; you hate to see a dying soul twisting through those who end up in the land of the undead, shackled to their fate of never returning where the living are. you feel their desperation, hear it in the woeful cries of lost lives as they make their trip down a stream of decay— to be damned for almost all of eternity and like them, you’re desperate too. the underworld is a place to be hated, you think, tying you down to the stench of death and you’re so desperate to feel the sun on your skin once more…to taste the juice of a ripened fruit and feel the warm breeze against your skin while you brush through locks of silvering hair. 

you miss the air in your lungs, you miss breathing him in like he was oxygen.

touya, was there name of the man you missed most about the world up above— his lips often tasted of sour grapes, his skin was rough from scratches and scrapes too but soft whenever you held a his hand. you thought that he adored you— touya would worship you like the gods had put your portrait in the stars up above and you’d do the same…spending your free time counting the flecks in cerulean eyes while soft white hair flows in the warm wind. he was brave, you knew that, a warrior who was strong and had promised you his hand once he returned from the battles his father had called him upon. 

you were promised, you were happy and more in love than you thought possible— until the day touya tells you that he loves you with his dying breath, a sickness sweeping over topaz fem eyes, and you know he’d take your heart to the underworld too.

“you still thinkin’ about him, doll?” 

the warmth of your day dreams slip away as the chill of his voice fills the stone cold lair. you dare to let your fingertips drift through the river of souls below the wall you lean against. “‘m not in the mood, hades.” the god of the underworld, keigo takami is a nuisance if you’d ever known one. a pain in your ass full of feathered flames— bright blue in all of their glory, they’re colder than most would expect, unbecoming of the colour that sprout’s from the king of the undead’s back. 

“hawks. keigo, baby. c’mon little bird…” his voice is tight with humour, surprisingly playful for someone doomed to be surrounded by lifelessness for all of eternity. all of the underworld is dreary and damp, worn arching mountains made of old bones, skulls and teeth— rocks as sharp as swords that end lives with the sickly green stream of whining dead mortals. you can’t breathe down here…there’s no space for you to escape nor breathe around him and you hate it. “oh sugarplum…don’t play sourpuss! we’re all friends here!” the blonde god that burns cold flames picks your dainty fingers from the acidic pool of death. 

he grinds your gears, and you have nowhere else to go. the thought of being stuck with a man who rules over ruined lives— infuriating you to no end. “i am not—“ you seethe, shoulders raised like a hissing cat or something akin to the three headed dog that guards this place. “your friend. far from it, hades.” the look on your face is far from impressed, discourteous with your lips turned into a nasty sneer and a sweltering spark to your usually pretty docile eyes. 

it’s such a shame, how ill behaved you are after everything the man has done for you. “it’s hawks, honey.” the man reminds you, and in a flash he’s on you in all the ways you despise. his slimey grip of death squeezes your cheeks, dragging you up to his mighty height with your face in the palm of his burning hand. hades…hawks, he’s mean when he’s unhappy— the flames that form the wings of a fallen angel flicker a brilliant red and the temperature of them skyrockets. “‘n this is no way to act after all i’ve done for you cupcake.” despite the fury that radiates from the god…he coos gently. 

“if i remember correctly… i’m the one who saved your little prick of a boyfriend… aren’t I?” even through all of the robes keigo wears, you can still feel the molten heat of his skin against yours as he pulls you in close— though you dangle from his hold, you’re practically chest to chest. you scramble to get away, but the god only digs his thumb further into your cheek. “we had a deal. your soul for his life.” with his free hand, he creates an apparition, tufts of smoke dancing to form people…one showing touya who bends at the knee to take the other’s hand— this one being you. 

at first, the two characters seem happy, and an emotion akin to fondness settles in your bones— but not before touya’s little smoke figure trails away from yours to follow another woman “s’not my fault he left you. don’t take it out on me, doll,” hawks drawls, snapping his fingers to make the apparition disappear, your heart rattled in its place after reliving the scene and you force your gaze away with a grunt directed at the god. “now, since you’re being oh so disrespectful, we’ll add…give or take, another five years to your sentence with me instead of taking away seven. how’s that sound?” 

“fuck you, hades.” turning your head, you spit directly between the god’s eyes, fuelled by your own hurtful rage.

your elevated, living pulse does nothing but serve to piss off the king of the underworld more— his blonde set of locks nearly exploding off of the top his head as he combusts into red hot flames once more. “still so bitter over a man who can’t love you like i do, huh?” keigo says your name, low and raspy, and you can’t remember the last time he’d uttered those syllables. it frightens you, after all you are a mortal in the grip of a man who takes lives for a living, but you’d never let him know that. “that’s almost pathetic.”

that hurts to hear, like a knife twisting in your fragile human gut… and so, kicking your feet, still high above the ground and suspended in the large god’s grip— you throw yourself about and claw at his temperate hand cupping your face harshly. “you do not love me, you wouldn’t know what that meant even if it kicked you in the face!” you yell, biting down on keigo’s hands in a futile attempt. “you’re just obsessed with me and would much rather me be a soulless corpse to keep you better company!” 

“you better watch your tone with me, little bird—“

“you’re vile. you’re disgusting— a fool if you think i could ever see the bright side of being stuck here with you,” you ramble in response, and foolishly so. “i hate you hades, i hate you. did you know that? i want to repeat it for you. i hate yo—“ 

your words are never finished, for a resounding strike echoes throughout the cave like atmosphere on the underworld and you already feel the invisible bruising form under your skin, falling to the floor to cup your wound.

no matter how many times you had tested the god of death, he had never hit you like this before.

and you’ve never looked into his golden irises , never seen them so clearly or seen his pupils like black slits— leaving the amber colour to take over, reminding you of the surface sun. hawks looks almost predatory, hungry red flames for wings willing to swallow and burn everything in their path, including you. 

“repeat yourself. what did you say?” keigo commands easily.

you gulp. “t-that i…”

“that you, what?” your name again, and you tremble. 

“that i hate you,” you breathe. “i hate you.” 

he seems to snap at this. 

hawks smiles, teeth as sharp as razors set on display. “another five years into your sentence, pretty.” with a snap of his talon clawed fingers, the god has fragments of grey smog binding your wrist together, slipping over your nose and mouth to shut you the hell up. “‘m disappointed, yanno. i do care so much for you, i’m so attentive… but this has happened far too long to go unnoticed, little bird.” 

the world around you rushes with air as you’re hauls into the god’s thick arms, you kick and scream muffled through the smoke in your mouth— watching as keigo conjures up a throne made of thorns, pain and bones, taking a comfortable seat into it despite the lost loved ones it might be made up of. “here we go again, darling.” the blonde sighs, not caring if you batter his back on the way down to taking his seat— dragging you into position to sit over the swell of his right thigh. “s’always the same old shit with you. so naughty.” keigo peers up at you through eyes like a bird of prey…watching, knowing the exact effect he has on you. 

hyper aware of how much control he has over you, right down to your soul. 

you squirm away and keigo let’s go of the smoke, letting you tilt your head back but still rooted in the god’s lap. “i hate you.” breathing deep, you try to ignore your body flushing with heat and the urge to buck down against keigo’s surprisingly muscular thigh. 

“behave yourself. sit still,” hades coos, his touch cascades up your body, slipping under your bodice and sending warmth down each of the neurons like a flickering flame until he reaches the swell of your breasts— thumbing over your pebbled nipples in an attempt to pull a whine from between your resistant lips. it’s so cute to watch you try and fail, pretend like your hips aren’t aching to slide back and forth, drag your clit back and forth…back and forth over the man like a desperate bitch in heat, like you don’t want to put your hands in the brightness of his fire and watch yourself burn with lust. you’re no good at acting, pretending you wouldn’t slut yourself out for him, the one who owns you for all of eternity. 

with a click of his fingers, all the power in the world between them pulls up the skirts of your robes, like wisps of a web until the fabric sits at your hips. “h-hate you… s’much,” you repeat though the venom to your voice is lost, shaky and falling into a pathetic moan instead as the god traces the fat at your hips, searing fingers sliding down to your fleshy ass before peeling you away from his thigh— amused at the stickiness that ties you to him. “f-fuck.” 

“yeah sweetheart? you hate me this much?” the amusement is evident in his voice too, a slender digit sliding out from the curve of your ass to touch at your oozing wetness. “oh…i don’t know, doesn’t seem like you don’t like me. you can’t spend forever hatin’ me either; not when i get you like this.” the finger spreads apart your swelling folds, and hawks shifts until his knee is able to bump your clit. “lover boy ever make ya this wet?” you despise the way the god talks down on you, as if you’re just a slave to his cock and thighs and whatever he can give you…dopamine and lust hormones flooding your cute little mortal brain and making you pliant for him. 

the beginnings of your arousal seeps warmly through the robes laying wrinkled against the fiery blonde’s thigh, sweet folds leaving a stain that betrays you in every way possible. touya could never… not like this, you’re soaked and you’ve barely been touched. only just, by feather light grazes against the supple fat at your waist. it’s the taunting pillowy cushion to hawks’ words too, they’re what’s gotten you so worked up— not too mean or too harsh, just enough to make you feel like you’re beneath him. 

with your nails digging to hades’ arm, you cry out his name at a volume barely above a whisper— bottom lip wobbling and face crumbling just like your resolve because it hurts so good not to use him to get off, the shame only adding fuel to the fire in your lower belly. “s-shut up,” you struggle to get out, to mean what you say as your needy hole clenches against the blistering skin of a god. “you don’t make me feel shit…y-you could never be h-him—oh,” keigo flexes his thigh beneath your unloyal pussy, tongue darting out to wet his lips in hunger as your words taper off into a sinful little sigh at your pretty eyes roll back into your skull. “oh…oh fuck you.” 

“watch your mouth.” hades all but snarls, a cruel smirk beginning its horizon on his slightly chapped lips now that you’re finally playing his game, your hips falling into their own rhythm over his thigh—speeding up in their straddled dance over him. again, his hands explore all what your body has to offer and this time you let him, throwing your head back when hawks rips the fabric of your skirt to get a better view of your naked rosy cunt and how beads of glistening arousal pearl between perfect pussy lips. “don’t need to be your shitty little human to make you feel good, sweetheart. i know i’m better than him,” he makes a sick point of reminding you so, leaning back into his throne with a hazy look settling into the embers of his golden eyes, those of which are trained on the way your folds encapsulate his thigh as you get yourself off on him. “i’m your god, you’ll only ever feel the pinnacle of pleasure with me.”

you loath that this much is true, of all the times hawks has punished you for resenting him— talking back and being ungrateful, you’ve never cum as hard with anyone else as much as you have with him. when his flaming hands swallow your thighs, burn their hand prints into them until you can smell the scent of singeing flesh tangled with death, decay and your saccharine pussy you feel like you’re dying. you must be, with the waves of euphoria you’re drowning in, your lungs ache from the near screams of delight that rattle around in your throat with every grind against hawks— especially when he begins to bounce his thighs against your cunt that blossoms for him like a flower from the lands up above.

“you’re awful…” you say, teary eyed despite humping at keigo’s twitching thigh faster and faster with ragged breaths— giving him a front row seat to you losing your mind, to your slit drooling so delicately against him despite how roughly your body moves. his clawed hand reaches the back of your bodice, tearing it into two as if it were nothing and letting the fabric fall away from your bouncing chest.

his mouth is on your breasts within an instant, the heated pink tongue of the god rolling over your darkened areolas and rock hard nipples, standing on end from the cool death chilled air, before the sharpened edge of his teeth sink into your soft mounds. “only just now realising that, honey? when i’m literally the king of death?” hawks let’s go of you with a slick pop, his cheeks flushed red and lips in a state to match— cock and thigh twitching at the little simper you let out from the painful sting of his teeth biting at your skin. your state is no better than his, brows creased adorably in the centre of your forehead, mouth open in a raw ‘o’ shape and your eyes screwed shut while your skin shines with perspiration. a diamond in the rough. 

“fuck, you look so fucking good,” the god of the underworld curses, glowing yellow eyes torn between watching your face contort in lechery and your mound, gliding smoothly over his paled yet golden skin— leaving a trail of slick in her wake. “oh fucking hell,” he beefs, from deep within his chest licentiously, the words caught in his throat when you start to bounce up and down in the god’s lap by your own accord. “that’s right, ride it. ride my thigh like you fucking hate me.” he leers, goading you into lifting your hips and slamming your clit back down on his shaky thigh, eyes a dark and molten gold rolling back at the sight. 

you don’t have the energy to curse him out again, whimpering and mewling like a fallen angel as you reach out to grab keigo’s shoulder in order to steady yourself. your body is wracked with the shakes and trembles even as your nails dig into his shoulder blades, one hand on his hip, using him as leverage to ride him, throwing yourself down on him as the lewd pap of your sticky pussy fills the sex and death tainted air. hawks’ mouth is back on you, biting and marking your neck, licking a nasty trail from your collarbones and back to the swell of your breasts to suckle on them— only serving to make your cunt fish every time it’s lifted from his thigh, ruining his dark robes with slick and making his wings burn brighter like the ball of lust growing between you.

hawks plants his feet firmly on the floor, his hands smoothing over your ass so he can roughly pull your cheeks apart, slamming you back down on his quivering leg every time it juts up to meet your pretty, syrupy cunt. you squeak, the hood of your clit pulled back, blood rushing right too it carrying sex crazed hormones that make your whole body tingle. “oh, just look at your fucking pussy. so, wet. so nasty.” he laughs like the sight of you staining his leg, humping it like a bitch is ludicrous. “you sure you hate me?” you do, gods you fucking do but you can barely talk with the delight pain that sparks at your ass cheeks as keigo marks them with burns again. branding you with the hades name— making you property of the underworld. 

“how can you hate me when you belong to me?” he bleats sweet and soft despite how rough hades is with you, scattering your pretty body with scalding burn marks. “when i make you feel so good that you can’t even remember your own pathetic little mortal name?” he says it then, when he’s growling and smacking a blazing hand down against your bruising ass, making you cry out and howl and drag your nails down his skin. keigo did you a favour, saving your weak and loving soul above all else after your lover had cast you aside— he protected you, nurtured you and all you could do was look at him like he ruined the world for you. so in turn, every time you would act up like this, keigo would fuck you until you were literally an inch from losing your life, reminding you that you bound to him for all of eternity, no matter what you did. 

“you’re mine. remember?” he coos to you when your head starts to loll and you’re hiccuping so hard you can’t even think to breathe right. “my little queen of the underworld.” 

slumping forward, you don’t slow the roll of your hips, the gentle glide of your slippery cunt along hades’ blazing thigh and instead you shake your head, weakly, miserably to the point where he just finds your denial cute. “‘m not…i-i,” you gargle, words incoherent against the molten core of keigo’s chest. “i fucking hate you—uhuh, yeah…i do.” you moan.

like most humans, you’re fucking pitiful but your voice adorned with lust is enticing to a god who hears nothing but deathly wails all day. “keep tellin’ yourself that; baby but look at how you fall apart on my lap. uhuh…yeah?” keigo flashes you his pearly whites through his condescending smirk and tone, using you so bristfully that every time he pushes you back and forth over his thigh you go as far back as to grind your puffy clit against his knee. “that felt good, huh? yeah i know…you’re all mine.” 

you fucking hate him, and that voice of his and how he plays you for a fucking fool. 

you hate how his possession over you makes you needy, makes you melt and how you eagerly nod your head, sore and bruised by flames all over as you push it into keigo’s neck— the knot in your tummy nice and tight, so good that it hurts. “‘m close… don’t stop. please, o-oh fuck!” you cry, coated in your own essence as it splatters every time you slam your pretty pussy down on hawks, clenching around nothing, your sweet words soothing the ache in his rigid dick. “j-just like that. f-fuck! keigo!” 

the way you drawl out the syllables of his name makes a primal urge stir in the god— he circles your hips on him, let’s his calloused finger tips burn their mark against your hips and your thighs and your ass, knowing that the torment gets you off, makes your creamy cunt wetter. “you gonna cum for me? make a mess in my lap? paint your god with your pretty juices?” he teases, short for breath leaning up with a fond smile until your lips are just barely apart. he wonders how you’ll look when you cum this time; if your sweaty swollen lips with hungrily accept his, if you’ll cry with your eyes closed or look him in his own— your sparkling bambi eyes swirling with hatred and dread like they always do. “c’mon…come on. give it to me, sweetheart, lemme feel you come undone.” 

hot fingers, the ones that branded you push into your clit— pinching it as hades writes his signature against your throbbing pussy, moaning with you when you jolt. “yeah, you like that?” he growls, voice hoarse and your body betrays you once more, head nodding into his neck. “mhm, you’re gonna cum like this for me aren’t you? you’re gonna fucking cum for the god you hate. that’s it…oh gods, that’s fuckin’ it, doll.” 

“i-i’m! oh gods, keigo—!” you squeal as the knot of lust within you unravels all at once, your core gushing with release as hades makes you dive head first into a blinding orgasm. you violently shake and your thighs lock around his hand that works you through your high and releases the pressure in your pussy, sweet streams of clear arousal soaking his lap and dripping down your thighs. hawks can’t bring himself to stop, doesn’t know where to look as he draws tighter circles on your little nub, drawing out your orgasm for his own amusement, addicted to how your skin shines with your release. “s-stop! please… s’too much!” you squeak.

the world spins harder on its axis and you barely have time to register hawks flipping your positions, folding you with your back to the throne and legs thrown over the bend of his burly arms. he can’t wait any fucking longer, feeling as if his cock might explode without being inside of you, watching you cum like that having sent him into a throbbing frenzy. you haven’t even calmed down yet, still limp from your orgasm when keigo pushes his length through your seeping, glistening folds, red cockhead catching on the hood of your clit in desperation, poking at your fluttering hole, ready to fuck into you while he lets his dick slap along the length of you. 

“j-just because you’ve made me cum…doesn’t mean i like you, nor trust you.” you pant in denial, trying and failing to open your pretty eyes to the underworld. “it doesn’t mean anything.” 

but keigo, he’s too far gone to care at this point. he could care less if you hate him, if you adore him, worship him or fear him. the only thing on his mind right now is sinking his yearning, pulsating shaft into your slick, slit while you’re still coming down from heaven and back to him in the world below. “don’t give a fuck,” he says, a hankering feeling to fuck you now clouding his mind. “i don’t need your trust little bird, i already know your body fucking loves me.” 

he won’t last long and neither will you, you’re already only just hanging on by a thread. “i-i don’t,” you slur, spit on the pad of tongue feeling heavy, you still haven’t recovered from your orgasm, squeezing down on every inch that keigo pushes into you— even though you’re wet beyond belief, your pink little hole can’t help but resist him, as if your body is finally denying him after everything he put you through on his thigh. “n-no…no no!” you cry out, a mess of dry lips and crystal tears, lifting your ass from the seat of the throne to try and coax hawks back into you. “please…need it, y-your cock…p-please!”

“see look, you’re being so nice now… is that all it takes? play with your precious pussy a little bit and you stop pretending to hate me?” keigo laughs huskily, dragging a thumb over his seedy tip as his fat length sits on your tummy— before shoving the soiled digit against your clit, pressing it into your pleasure nub so loosen you up a bit to take him. “this pussy doesn’t hate me, does she? oh no…she belongs to me.” 

you shudder at his words despite the heat of his flames, and you’re not even given a second to respond or prepare before his ribbed and red hot cock is shoved into your unused hole, his practised hands lifting you higher from the throne to accommodate for all of his size. “oh…oh god, k-keigo,” you coo like a little angel, your gaze losing its focus while the king of death folds you in half against his royal seat, the forked and purpling veins decorating his shaft pressing up against new pulse points, pinging them with ecstasy the further he presses into you. 

hawks bends over your shaky frame, golden and carved abs pressed against the backs of your thighs, the god smothering you with his body once he reaches the hilt, your knees digging blissfully into your shoulders, his cock already nestled against your g-spot from the pure size of him and you feel so full, like keigo is everywhere around you, a pleasant pain thrumming as your squishy insides stretch over his cold. he’s in your guts, your senses, your heart though it’s blackened with hatred for him. 

you’re dizzy and your eyes droop, mind void of thought and you don’t have the effort to hate him anymore— not when he makes you feel like this. “nuh-uh, wake up sweetheart, want you to look at me as i fuck ya, kay?” keigo whispers to you sweetly, his blazen hand smacking down on your face, pulling the dirtiest moan you’ve ever heard from between your lips. “that’s it, wake up f’me. listen to this cunt call my name,” he laments tapping your cheek once more and grins at the branded hand print before golden eyes lock themselves  away— taking away your sunshine from up above. you listen intently, the lewd squelch of your insides bouncing of stacks of bones and towers of skeletons, at a volume much higher than the cries of the undead. “my messy messy girl, so messy you might as well admit that you’re in love with me.” 

while that couldn’t have been further from the truth, you submit to the god who makes you a slave to his cock— slowly withdrawing from your snug walls, pulling out of your sticky selfish cunt. “ain’t it damned shame that lover boy took you for granted?” he growls with a voice tinged with possession. “such a shame that you’re sentenced to slutting yourself out on this cock for the rest of your days…oh fuck, you’re tight.” hips surging forwards, hawks sets a steady pace to rocking his dick into you, blunt cockhead pushing and pulling against sensitive spots that makes you see the stars in the night sky again. and maybe you do consider yourself lucky, without touya fucking you over, you wouldn’t be prisoner to the best dick you’ve ever had. 

you hate him, but hades is so, so good—teeth and tongue latching back onto your bouncing breasts as the heat from his flames spreads through you like a wildfire in a forest and the only thing capable putting it out is his precum sloshing in creamy, loose white against your gummy, syrupy walls. “m-my fucking god!” you manage through stuttered breathes, keening into the swipes of keigo’s tongue across your breasts that he’s burned, as if his saliva will soothe you. he ploughs into you at a god speed pace, skin slapping on skin as his balls slam into the curve of your ass and harmonise with your high pitched wails. 

“that’s right, baby.” he sounds so elated, moaning happily around your swollen nipples, moving to pant happily into your ear, pressing further and further into you until keigo is hardly pulling away from bullying your g-spot, your juices splashing about the places, running down the length of your slit and your ass to pool underneath you on the marble throne. “i’m yours and you’re fuckin’ mine, for the rest of forever…don’t, ah shit, care what you say. hate me all y’fuckin’ want.” 

hawks fucks you like he hates your guts, looking over you, throwing your legs over his shoulder and using his weight to canter into your abused cunt, rocking his throne with a dull thump to each of thrusts. he frees you from the grip that leaves burn marks across your body, to briefly run his hand through sweaty blonde locks, both of you are slick with perspiration, breathing ragged and you’re definitely too fucked out to even see at this point. the sun is keigo; despite the dreary underworld you live in, and the tears blur your vision too much for you to tell this isn’t the land of the living. 

“‘m g’na cum,” you tell hades eagerly, feeling like you’re alive the more he fills you up— sexes slotted together like a match made in heaven when you really feel like he’s your own personal hell. “gonna cum so fucking hard.” the pleasure is suffocating, deathly, but you don’t care, crying from every hole possible, locking down on keigo’s ravaging dick when he slaps your entrance to keep you awake— you jolt, sore from every joint and whine out pathetically. 

“can feel you cummin’ on me again, better give it all t’me little bird— want your fuckin’ mind, your body, your soul.” he sinks his teeth into the junction at your neck one last time, adding another delightfully painful mark to the rest that litter your body. he does it all to numb your pain of touya leaving you, fills you up with love which you mistake for hate because how can a merciless god who takes lives for fun be capable of loving you. it’s not long before your body does as he says, following keigo’s lead, tumbling down the highway to hell as the bright light of his flames flashes before your very eyes, your release staining his abdomen where it’s smooshed up against your clit.

“oh shit, fuck that’s it,” he’s right behind you too, abs rippling while the mighty god of death trembles above you and pours thick white from his angry red tip straight into your bruised womb, lewd clapping noises filling the air as he rocks into you through the last of your highs. keigo makes a pretty mess of you; creaming your insides as his last mark of possession over you. “my pretty little bird, mine eternally.” 

he hopes you’ll forget touya, that you’ll forgive him just this once— stop hating him for once. 

but with your foreheads pressed together, bodies limp and uncomfortable against the throne hawks— hades, has conjured up you quickly come to your senses with closed eyes and lost breath. 

“i hate you, hades.” you grunt, shame burning at you now instead of him, instead of lust. “get off me.” 

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[writingoddess1125]

Hello! Could do Mihawk with an beloved who's like a Disney princess and attracts animal whenever she/they sing, but Mihawk is just confused standing there like "wtf? Why are there deer inside?? There's litterly no deer on his island????"

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How and Why?

When Mihawk had gotten with you he knew you were... odd-

The opposite of him in every way. While his hands were for killing and takinf away- yours was for life and charity. The embodiment of a Innocent Saint in his eyes- that he had in some wait tainted said innocence with his nature and desire for you.

It was hard for a killing machine like himself to gave to curve said nature when you came along. You promoting mercy, second chances and guidance for others.

While this tested his patients- it wasn't the main thing- no no

It was the animals-

It was the God damn animals that seemed to follow you everywhere!

You hum while outside- Bunnies suddently appear to shit on his lawn.

You whistle happily while gardening birds from all walks of life appear to once again shit on everything.

Goddess have mercy if you sing cause the animal kingdom appears randomly.

If he took you with him say out to a light mission or just for a vacation, suddently you'd have half the God damn forest trailing behind you and he would have to sneak a quick blade to snag a few rabbits without you noticing for a nice dinner. In fear you'd cry in knowing your abilties were being used for Mihawk to hunt dinner.

However..

Non of this mattered since he loved you, he loved you more then he had words to express and you loved him just as much- So he was willing to turn a blind eye to this all. Till the day he couldn't.

It was suppose to be a relaxed day- get some nice food, some drinks and just lounge about. Mihawk was excited for this, he had been working hard and wanted some down time.. especially with you- Stepping into the livingroom ready to shower you in attention he froze.

"What the actual hell?-" Mihawk said way louder then he ment to and seeing you turn around quickly. There in the livingroom you were on your knees petting a fully grown fucking deer that was leaning into your touch.

"Hi honey!"

Mihawk is just standing there holding a wine glass in his open shirt and staring at you in what can only be described as total shock and you can practically see the vein in his forehead.

"(Y/N)' How the hell did you get a deer in the house- Wait deer at all there are non on the island?" He questioned as he downed the glass of wine like a shot and set it aside.

"I sang and she came here" You say with a shrug and continue to pet the wide eyed doe.

He huffed at this, rubbing his temple.

"I thought we agreed no animals in the house?.." He grumbled- Trying to mentally wrap his head around a doe in his livingroom.

"But she looked so cold and was by the front door Hawks! I couldnt just leave her there" You say poking out your bottom lip- Mihawk mentally sighs.

"That doesnt... No- No matter... saves me from going to the market for venison" He says calmly and reaches for his blade calmly.

Your eyes widening as you realize what he means and hug the deer close to you.

"No! Mihawk you cant kill her" You yell as tears well in your eyes.

"You have a fully grown Doe in our livingroom- no idea were she came from and a meat locker low on venison" He tried to reason by you sat there crying and Mihawk groaned-

"Then what is your plan with it hm?" He questioned. That was what lead him outside, carrying a squirming 120 pound doe to the stables he had long since forgotten about while you set down some old hay, cut apples and nuts for feed and he releases the kicking animal into its new space.

Mihawk sighed now looking at the once empty stables of the castle now housed a doe- A Sinking feeling that this stable was going to be getting fuller..

"You are lucky I love you-" He grumbled, Hearing you giggle and jump up to kiss his cheek.

"I love you too Mihawk. And I promise to make it up to you~" You say with a wink. Mihawk now remembering how and why he had forgiven all the times before.

#x reader #one peice x reader #one piece #one peice live action #hawkeye mihawk #mihawk x reader #one piece mihawk #dracule mihawk #mihawk #dracule mihawk x reader

[clumsy-jiminie]

ɪɴᴇᴠɪᴛᴀʙʟʏ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱ | ᴘᴊᴍ | ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴏɴᴇ

❝ ʙɪɢ ꜰᴀɴ ❞

↣ summary :: Kiara Smith had dreamed of true love for as long as she could remember. from being obsessed with the Disney princesses who found affection in the strangest situations to dressing up as a bride from kindergarten to fourth grade. it was the only thing she ever truly desired, so much so that a pleasant smile and kind eyes could have her smitten in seconds. right when she thought she found the one, a chance encounter with Park Jimin—the city’s famously perfect fuck boy with a smile so warm and a heart of ice—has her feeling quite the opposite. he knocks her off her axis and derails her life as she knows it, yet the universe seems to have another plan for the two.

↣ rating :: 18+

↣ genre :: fluff, angst, smut, e2l, slow burn

↣ pairing :: business owner!jimin x fem!artist!oc ft. taehyung

↣ word count :: 3.8k

↣ chapter warnings :: mature language, public displays of affection

↣ notes :: welcome to the first chapter! 💕 I hope you guys already for the rollercoaster between these two.

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"you see my thick thighs, lost when you look into my brown eyes, see my little waist can make you switch sides. you've never seen the devil in disguise."

- be honest, jorja smith-

ｗｉｎｔｅｒ

A low hum of people chatting over the Lo-Fi beats filled the area. Glasses clinking, some munching, all sounds that Kiara Smith grew familiar with. Though the crowd was more significant than the last exhibition she attended, it was starting to become all the same. 

She could remember the very first exhibit she went to and all the nerves it brought. She was a bumbling mess—sweaty palms constantly being wiped on her dress that she may have also used as her prom dress while her stomach frequently threatened to release her breakfast all over the floor—as she watched the few people who also attended like hawks. So insecure about the words those people chose not to share. So insecure about their lips pressed into taught smiles. Were they being genuine or just keeping up appearances? Was her art worth anything, or was she going to flop and end up having to get a shitty job just to make ends meet? Those same nerves would never fade, holding onto her like some clingy child desperately needing attention. But they became less apparent whenever her boyfriend was around. The heaven-sent angel would always know the right thing to say and make the world melt away. Though he would never miss an event, it was very seldom that he was on time. She never stressed his whereabouts, knowing he'd arrive eventually.

The 24-year-old continued to walk around, partially eavesdropping as she passed couples and groups of people. Occasionally, she would take a sip of the bubbly gold in her glass to appease that child named Nerves tugging on her leg. She slowed to a stop once a particular piece caught her eye. It was two separate canvases placed at equal heights. One canvas had a bright figure colored in hues of pink and blue, while the other was dark. Shades of black and grey bled from one canvas to the other as if it was trying to overcome the figure itself. The darkness had enough space on their canvas, though, at least a third remaining untouched, but it wanted the colors. It wanted to possess them, spread its darkness to them.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" blurted a voice near her. Despite the voice being calm and inviting, it startled her. She quickly turned to the side, not realizing a man joined her. His side profile was magnificent — features that were immaculately sculpted from his eyebrows, down his straight nose bridge leading to a button tip, to where his rose-shaded lips took center stage, frozen in a pout. His light blonde hair with dark roots made his olive skin stand out. It looked natural on him. The man was attractive, and Kiara couldn't deny that. His aura alone was almost as intoxicating as the drink in her hand. It pulled her in and wrapped around her like a warm embrace. She nodded, humming in agreement with his question. She faced ahead again.

The man stole another glance at her, eyes slowly glazing over her features. "It's so rare nowadays to find someone who could capture so much without saying a word. It's almost godly."

The more he talked, the nicer his voice sounded. It had an excellent depth, low and appealing even in his hushed tone. Kiara was into what he was saying, continuing to nod until the last comment. She had to sip her drink to subdue the urge to giggle.

"But you know what you and this painting have in common?"

She turned to look at the man, their eyes meeting for the first time tonight. And boy, how he could get lost in those pools of amber. She raised an eyebrow curiously, her glass still resting on her lips as she silently urged him to continue.

"You both were crafted with the same care, holding a beauty one could only dream of containing."

Kiara almost spat out her drink, startling the man before her. She raised her hand to cover her mouth, holding back the remainder of the liquid behind her taut lips. The man's eyebrows drew together and his lips pursed slightly. His expression then dropped to a neutral state once he realized she was chuckling at what he said.

Once she swallowed the liquid, she turned to face him completely. She took a moment to graze over his appearance fully. He was well dressed, wearing a black blazer, white crew neck underneath, and dark-wash skinny jeans. Silver earrings dangled from his earlobes to match the silver chain around his neck and the wristwatch. 

"Damn," she commented, a grin growing on her full glossed lips, "you're really laying it on thick for someone you don't know." Her voice was nothing he expected. She seemed like one of those Hamptons girls, playing in New York City with daddy's money. Her voice was light and smooth like silk fabric, but her accent was hard like a concrete wall. She was either from Queens or Brooklyn, syllables being dropped or stretched at a whim. Something about the way her words blended was incredibly sexy. 

The man quirked a brow, intrigued as the corner of his lips pulled into a half smile. "You tryna say I'm out of practice?"

"Precisely." She answered quickly and confidently as she gazed up at him. "I expect that kind of line from someone twice your age."

"Well, ouch." He chuckled, tongue poking at the inside of his cheek as his eyes glanced downward at the girl. "My job requires me to be blunt, so I call it like I see it."

"And you're saying I'm as beautiful as this painting?"

He grabbed a glass off the tray of a passing waiter. "Your beauty surpasses it." It was true. She was absolutely breathtaking. Her golden honey skin practically glowed under the cool white fluorescent lights. Her hair was dark brown and long, pulled back into a sleek high ponytail with two strands framing her face. Her black satin dress hugged every curve in her body with grace, and there were plenty of them. The material looked soft to the touch, gently reflecting the light. He'd be lying if he said her looks weren't the reason why he approached. And on top of all the looks, she smelled phenomenal—warm and sweet, like a freshly baked sugar cookie with a dash of cinnamon on top, making him want to relive through the holiday season that just passed.

Kiara let out a soft scoff. "Thank you, but that's not as much of a compliment as you may think." She suddenly spun on her stiletto heels, turning her back to the man as she walked away.

He quickly followed, catching up in a few steps to join her by her side. "Do explain."

"Beauty has, and always will be, skin deep." She circled the champagne in her glass while looking out into the crowd. "Looks fade over time. Trends come and go faster than the seasons. So if you really wanna wow a girl…." She stopped at another painting that grabbed her attention before looking at him. "Compliment the things you can't see." The two stopped to gaze at the artwork in front of them. The man thought over her words while admiring the piece. The canvas before them had various hues of green splashed about, but shades of purple peeked through upon closer inspection. It mimicked little flowers blooming through a field of wild grass. She managed to lead him to the only painting that mirrored their conversation.

He nodded, taking a sip of his drink. "You're completely right. And to think I almost missed out on how intelligent you are."

She smiled, soft and genuine. "Thank you."

The man stayed by her side as Kiara floated, offering his opinions on whichever piece they stopped in front of. She really appreciated being able to receive unbiased feedback on her work. He didn't know he was chatting with the artist. No one in the room knew. The name signed at the bottom of each canvas was Luna, a faceless painter. It's been that way since the beginning, and she intended it to stay that way. Only her close friends, family, and people she hired knew of her secret.

"I was wondering if you would like to accompany me to lunch tomorrow." The man asked at their fourth or so painting.

"I see you don't waste any time."

"Correct. Time is limited, after all."

She looked up at him, his perfect lips pulled into a soft smile. Maybe in another lifetime, she thought as she caught her lower lip between her teeth. "Flattered, but I can't."

His brows furrowed. He thought that the conversation they were having was great, so what was with the rejection? "May I ask why?"

"I have a boyfriend," she said with a wide smile.

He suddenly scoffed, causing her to tilt her head to the side slightly. "I haven't seen anyone on your arm the whole night." The first thing the man hated the most was being lied to.

Her brows then lowered while her eyes narrowed. "He's just late."

The second thing was excuses.

"Tsk," he shook his head before downing his drink. "Committed to a man with no time management? Red flag."

"And somehow that's better than a man who can't take rejection?" She shot back as she quickly matched his energy. They had a peaceful conversation only moments before, and now the energy between them had grown negative.

"Oh, I can take rejection," he stated with a chuckle as he put his glass down. "But only when I'm being told the truth."

"It is—"

"Hey, darling." And finally, the deep and butter-smooth voice appeared, melting away the anger that was bubbling inside Kiara. As he approached her side, he placed his large hand on the small of her back and pressed a kiss to her temple. "I'm sorry I'm late."

The blonde in front of them eyed the man from his tan skin and wavy ebony hair to his solid-colored turtle neck and long coat. Something about the dark-haired man seemed familiar to the blonde. Then it hit him like a freight train. "Well, isn't it Mr. Kim Taehyung?" He smiled widely, glancing up at the slightly taller man.

Taehyung's brows furrowed momentarily before grinning. "Holy shit, Park Jimin!" He stepped forward, leaving Kiara's side to wrap his arms around the blonde. "What are you doing here?" He asked as he pulled away from the man. "I never would've thought that you'd be into art."

He chuckled softly, sliding his hands into the pockets of his jeans. "It's just a little appreciation I picked up from Spain." He shrugged casually.

Taehyung's jaw clenched briefly, his smile slipping for a moment. For as long as he's known Jimin, he always had to slip in a way to brag about his accomplishments. It was sad that he still hasn't grown out of that trait yet. "Ah yeah," he responded, playing cool, "I forgot you traveled there. How was it?"

Jimin shrugged again. "It was Spain," he said, glazing over the topic. "But me and—shit, I'm sorry." His attention shifted from Taehyung to the woman. "I never asked for your name."

"I'm Kiara," she said softly. Her arms folded over her chest as she watched the two men converse. She didn't mind a bit since Taehyung was the most extroverted of the two.

"Kiara," Jimin repeated to himself, his eyes trailing down her appearance briefly. He tried to pin the name to the face, especially if she was Taehyung's. His eyes finally returned to the other man. "Kiara and I were discussing some of the pieces earlier. I've been a huge fan of Luna for years now." He tried to be calm about the subject of Luna, but it made excitement course through his veins. He was among the first few to learn about the mysterious artist who abruptly appeared on the scene. Everyone wanted one of their pieces overnight, and Jimin was obviously at the very top of that list. Every brushstroke left was a paragraph, speaking a language only artists could understand. 

"I don't even wanna talk about how hard it was to get in here," he chuckled, a faint flush spreading over his cheeks. A Luna Eclipse had a longer wait list than some Michelin-star restaurants. Luckily for him, he was able to pull a few strings. A few phone calls here, some embarrassing promises there, and he was in.

Kiara couldn't help the smile that tugged at her lips as she eyed the man. The smirk on Taehyung's lips was full of pride, almost conceited, as he tilted his head slightly to the side. "Oh, you don't say?" For once in the pair's life, it felt like Taehyung had a one-up on Jimin. "How does it feel to—"

"My love," Kiara interjected, voice just as sweet, yet bitter, like honey as she placed her hand on Taehyung's chest. She looked up at him, and Jimin could see her pupils dilated, swirling with love. He chewed on his lower lip gently. He barely knew this woman, but why did he want her to look at him like that? "I have to talk to you about something."

Taehyung stared at his partner with furrowed brows before looking at Jimin. "Um, alright. I'll catch up with you later then."

She looked at Jimin, and that love dissipated instantly. Such a look was only reserved for Taehyung, making a heaviness grow in his abdomen. "If you would excuse us."

The blonde couldn't seem to pull his eyes away from Kiara. "Of course," he finally said, grinning at the man. "Don't be a stranger!"

The two waved at each other before Kiara led him away. Her arm wrapped around his, holding him close to her. She glanced back at Jimin one last time before pulling Taehyung to a quiet section of the event. He leaned against the pillar while Kiara stood before him, gazing up at him.

"Why did you cut me off?" Taehyung asked, keeping his voice calm.

"Because you almost name-dropped me," she said, her arms folding over her chest. 

The 26-year-old's lips turned into a small o shape before forming a sheepish smile. "You're right. I'm sorry. I completely forgot for a second. It's just so hard not to brag about you when you always look so good." He reached out and touched her waist, pulling her into him.

She couldn't stop her lips from forming a smile as he buried his face into her neck. She giggled quietly, her hands placed on his chest. "Stop it," she whined, not wanting him to do such a thing.

Taehyung inhaled deeply, the notes of her sweet perfume entering his nostrils. "Mm, and you're wearing my favorite perfume too?" He mumbled against her skin, placing gentle kisses randomly. "You just wanted me to be on you."

The girl laughed before gasping when she felt his large hand fully palm her ass. She pulled away from him just enough to slap him in the chest playfully. "We're in public!"

His eyes locked with hers, with a smirk playing on his lips. "So?" He questioned as he pulled her close again, resuming to litter her neck with kisses. "No one's looking anyway. They're too distracted by your beautiful art." 

He continued until he reached her favorite spot, a moan parting from her smiling lips. His hands couldn't get enough of her, feeling her up as if it was the first time. Kiara's eyes fluttered shut, biting back moans that wanted to escape her mouth as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Taehyung," she whined again, partially out of want. It started to feel so good that the world began to melt away. "Someone will see."

Someone cleared their throat. "That's true."

Kiara's eyes shot open, quickly pushing the man in the midst of giving her a hickey off of her. He groaned as his back hit the pillar wall while she turned around. Her cheeks flushed with heat, embarrassment promptly replacing the arousal. She saw familiar ice-blue eyes playfully glaring at her. The petite woman pushed her long, ginger hair off her shoulders as she cocked an eyebrow at the two—disapproval flooding her features.

Taehyung rolled his eyes. "Hello, Aimee," he said, greeting the woman for both of them.

Aimee huffed, glancing at the man. "Taehyung."

He stood up from the wall, kissing Kiara's temple. "Lemme get us something to drink." He shot one last glare to Aimee before walking off.

Aimee shook her head. "I don't know how you put up with him and all the PDA." She grumbled, her heavy New Jersey accent ringing through Kiara's ears while she glared a hole into the back of Taehyung's head.

Kiara straightened out the smooth material of her dress. "You get used to it," she smiled softly to herself. "Plus, I kinda like it."

"Ugh," Aimee rolled her eyes as she folded her arms over her chest. "Seems like he'd fuck ya right there with an audience." The girl pointed her index finger to her open mouth, making a gagging sound while Kiara laughed.

"You're so dramatic," Kiara smiled while shaking her head. "But what's up? Is everything going OK?" Aimee was at every event Kiara held. She was her art dealer, providing guests with the information needed to purchase a piece. She would only come up to the artist if something were awry.

"Oh! Everything is fucking fantastic, honestly." Her eyes lit up with excitement as she bounced on the balls of her heels. "I think this might be your best collection yet."

Kiara sighed in relief, placing her hand on her chest as it fell. "Thank you. If we can get everything sold tonight, I'll be set." Aimee looked at the girl, her brows furrowing momentarily before releasing. "Taehyung and I have been looking for a bigger place."

Aimee's lips turned down into a slight frown. "A bigger house? Has he even talked about getting a ring yet?"

Kiara's shoulders dropped, her hand pinching and rubbing at her fingers. She sounded just like her best friends and every other friend in Kiara's life. "I know," she sighed. She glanced down at her left hand, where her ring finger was aching to be adorned with something. "It's so backward, but a one-bedroom isn't enough. He needs an office space for work. So, I'm hoping the ring will come soon after once we settle into a new place."

She looked at the girl, a sad smile replacing her frown. "Well, it's only been four years, right?"

Only. That word ran circles in Kiara's head. 

It's only been for years. 

You've only just moved in with each other. 

You've only just started dating.

The word was growing tiresome, especially in the conversations about Taehyung. Everyone had an opinion about her and her relationship, but no one dared to say anything straightforward about it. She was sick of only.

Kiara nodded slowly, which only caused Aimee to sigh. "He'll come around, doll, don't stress it." She assured with a soft smile, gently patting the woman's shoulder. "Lemme get back to my job so you can get that house." After Kiara gave Aimee a small smile, she walked off. She almost bumped into Taehyung on the way out, the two quietly cursing at each other before continuing their path.

He returned to Kiara with a smile, handing her a glass of champagne. "All good news?"

She grinned at the man, feeling warm despite not sipping her drink yet. "Amazing news."

As the night continued, the two walked around together. They always had a hand on each other somehow, whether it was Taehyung's on the small of her back or Kiara's hand being swallowed by his. She adored this. It made her feel safe—feel wanted. He had to let everyone know she was off the market and was his. As if a shiny diamond ring resting upon her left finger wouldn't have done the same. Taehyung struck up conversations with random people, small-talking them like the extrovert he was. During each conversation, she would glance around, finding something to fill her attention while they spoke of things that didn't matter. Every time, her gaze would meet the blonde.

Their eyes lingered for longer than what was appropriate. Why was he looking at me? She thought while she fidgeted with her fingers. Or was he staring at Taehyung?

"Love," she said as she turned her gaze to Taehyung. He has just finished up a conversation with an elderly couple. "How long have you known Jimin?"

"We grew up together, and were best friends."

The girl's eyes went wide. Despite four years together, Taehyung rarely talked about anything before his college years. It was optional to dwell on past things, even though Kiara would've loved to know everything, from how he scraped his knees while learning to ride a bike to his first love.

"We even went to college together, out here," he continued. "But our crowds were completely different. He got along with the nepo babies since he basically is one, and I got along with the art kids. I remember us bumping heads quite a bit." He let out an amused chuckle.

"Oh," she frowned slightly.

"Like he didn't have to brag about going to Spain," he blurted out. "Not all of us can drop our responsibilities and take off on vacation for a year."

"A year?!" She repeated as her jaw dropped.

"Mhm, basically had his parents pay for the whole trip." There was a fire behind his words. He's been tight-lipped about his friendship with Jimin, and finally, it felt amazing to let it out. "I'm surprised he's not rotting from the inside out."

Kiara pouted a bit, never hearing Taehyung speak so harshly about another. "Well, maybe it was a birthday gift?" The blonde couldn't be that bad, even if she got a taste of that quick-witted mouth earlier. He could've just been having a bad day after all.

"He left in March, babe, and his birthday is in October."

Her mouth formed a small o before she chewed on her lower lip gently. "So you're not gonna catch up with him?"

He looked ahead before glancing down at the girl. "I am," he said with a shrug, "I would rather hang out with a nepo baby than my coworkers." Kiara let out a half-hearted snicker as he pressed a kiss to her temple. "It would be a good opportunity to get out of the house since someone says I need to make friends."

"You do!" She looked at him, brows furrowed and nose slightly scrunched. "I feel bad leaving you home every girls' night. I want to know you're having fun and not rewatching the same three movies."

"They're good movies!" He argued with a smile as the girl shot him a glare. "But I hear you," she stretched out the last syllable as he wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close. "So I will try for you, OK?"

The girl smiled, leaning up to touch their lips together briefly. "Thank you." She hoped they could work past their differences and become friends. She knew the man wanted to go out and experience things, but he longed for a set group to do that with. Sometimes, rekindling a relationship was more manageable than starting a new one.

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[puuta-heinaa]

Joker Out, Paris (Café de la danse) 22.3.2024

I arrived at the venue around 14ish, and was third to last in the EE queue. However queueing is part of the party! I exchanged sooo many bracelets and met amazing people, some of which I just met that day, some I knew from Discord or tumblr or earlier gigs, couldn't have been happier. Got selfies with Bojan and Jan?? Hug from Bojan??? HELLO. That would never happen in Finland. I described his hug as jämäkkä and turvallinen, which roughly translates to sturdy and safe.

Some of the bracelets I made for the concert!

Met someone in the queue who had hawk's eyes and who encouraged me to go and ask for a selfie with Jan, and later on she spotted Bojan on the street 100 m before everyone else did. I had a chance to give Bojan 3 2 ananaslonkero -bracelet that I'd made, with a tiny drink charm. If the main joke in fandoms is that a hug from your blorbo would cure you? well it's true. Getting a hug from Bojan removed some stiffness between my shoulder blades that I didn't even know was there. It was literally easier to breathe after the encounter. I also kept vigorously shaking for 3-5 minutes afterwards, so much that some people asked if I'm ok. Just released years worth of trauma ig. Also LOTS of happy hand stims throughout the day, my autism was showing lol.

Jan was outdoors SMOKING!!! And Bojan had charmingly dirty hair! He was taller than I had thought.

ANYways the gig !! I ended up on Jance side, which was nice as I was on Kris' side in Helsinki. Whole stage was about as wide as K-18 section at Kultsa, and I think they suit better on smaller stages.

We got Vem da Gres and Gola in soundcheck! I was wearing Vem da gres -bracelet that I got in Helsinki a few weeks ago and thought about that person for a few seconds!

Gola was ok. Bojan got disney mickey ears, and he was wearing my 3 2 ananaslonkero bracelet. Bojan also got a maca plushie that he was NOT scared of, he even made it fly.

Kris left the stage as soon as the last notes of Gola were over, other boys stayed jamming in accelerating speed for couple of more minutes. I showed them my UM sign that only read "I want to sing UMAZAN" at that point. :')

20h02 was ok, didn't connect with their music at all though. JC Stewart seemed a bit sick, but sounded good nevertheless. Finished my sign.

They started with Katrina and Bele Sanje, and people were singing even guitar riffs along. Dopamin hit like dopamine followed by Ne bi smel, Nace was staring at me several times during those songs.

Liinu's superb edit of staring sc Nace and struggling Kris and Arcti's edit about Jan's forgotten library books made my day

People were already singing along to Sta bih ja, and Bojan was sooo happy (and sweaty. We were all very sweaty, the concert hall was ridiculously warm.). Kris disappeared for a moment in the beginning of Sta bih ja, and Bojan looked like a lost puppy (wait, where is kris?? about 5-10 seconds into sta bih ja). Bojan said Kris didn't like how Jan played the riff and that's why he left the stage :P. Jan flipped a bird to him.

Decibels raised by about 20 when they played Ona and Demoni. Turns out they might be the easiest to sing along for absolutely everyone, not just for people who speak Finnish. Bojan looked me directly into eyes during second verse of Demoni for several seconds, and I felt so seen (in a good way). EE was definitely worth its price.

In Helsinki I felt like the setlist was over before it even started, but in Paris it felt more like we were really dancing and playing until the stars fade. I think it had something to do with how much they interacted with each other and with the public during each song. In Helsinki they seemed like they had forgotten how to be on stage, and there was just TOO MUCH SPACE, whereas Paris had Nordic Tour energy.

They all moved a LOT on stage!! Kris was on jance side several times! Nace had a mating dance thingy going on with Kris at least twice, Jan once. Jan interacted with the public on Kris's side a few times. Bojan almost run into Kris at one point - no wonder he caressed Kris's arm to let him know he's there before grapping his hips?? and dancing behind him??? during Behind those eyes. It's cafe de la danse after all.

Def thinking "THIS is how we'll trend on tumblr tonight" right after the famous dance

Everybody's waiting and soooooo many people raised hands when Bojan asked in his spiel before the song if anyone here suffers from panic or anxiety attacks, and I think it made everyone feel less alone. He sang I'm the problem it's me -line to make things a bit lighter before proceeding to the song.

We got Omamljeno Telo and I felt SOOOO HAPPY (but also sad for Moonu) but also SOOOO HAPPY it was on the setlist, I think I screamed VITTU JES on top of my lungs (manifesting it for Ruisrock huh). Famous water spray on Jan during OT, and it shows I've grown old, because instead of "yeeeess I want Bojan's spit on me" I went "rat disease, why am I not wearing a mask".

Everyone sang along during CD, not in French though even if there was a fanproject French translation published a whole 28 hours before(....). Plastika hit like a hammer once again, but I think I was already waiting and stressing for UM, so I didn't mosh for example. Which, good idea, because my neck was soooo sore after Helsinki.

Bojan announced the karaoke song, and asked which versions we have today. He saw my sign, asked "Slovenian version?", to which I "said" (from 4th row on Jan+Nace side) Finnish version, and he heard it and corrected himself and said perfect. I was not afraid at all even if I knew I'm probs going to sing in front of about 500 people in 5ish minutes???? How??? I'm usually a ball of anxiety but here I was just proud and excited to sing my version of it.

I loved the Bretogne/French version (I've still no idea what were the words, but it rhymed super well and she sang well, but that was def NOT paris region French), cringed at some of the "translations" because they did not fit the lines and did not rhyme, sang along to Slovenian versions in Finnish, felt bad for one of them as the karaoke singer started at the wrong moment and Bojan spent most of their special moment trying to orchestrate the band.

When Bojan approached with "I think we still have a Slovenian version, OH NO, A FINNISH VERSION" I chortled, and felt the last bits of nervousness disappear. (Cue "some boat, titanic, oh no".) I had my ACTUALLY finger pointing moment, which, on point with my personality, telling him it's a hybrid version. I don't know what he meant with SUOMI SAA, but it was NOT full-on Suomi SAATANA, that much is certain. I quite like the idea/interpretation he was making a pun with SAA(tan)Are you ready? But who knows. Sad about missed chance to answer "ArE YoU???" now that I think about it, but at least I wasn't the only one who failed the moment :') . Speaking of cursewords though, a histronic youngster next to me did shout vittu though! I loved my spot but she was super annoying throughout the evening.

The Finnish version is in the beginning of this one, and the Arabic version right after Finnish version is AMAZING. The French version is on the first part, as well as Bojan going "uuu Finnish version? perfect".

Started in Slovene, which made him have a Ok?? face, but when I switched to my own Finnish version that rhymes with the Slovene version, he raised his brows and seemed so impressed that I just nodded to him, sending telepath(et)ic messages that yes, our languages match and rhyme, about time you collaborate with Jere. I think he remembered I asked for a hug in the afternoon, because he did not hug everyone during karaoke. Afternoon hug was better btw.

I love his little surprised smile right when I finish the first Finnish line on this one

I usually think quite a lot about how other people perceive me, but now I didn't give a single fuck, just enjoyed being the main character for 20 seconds, having this interaction with my blorbo. Forever grateful for the 4 different angles I received from friends I made in the queue, and 1 from a random guy who asked me after the concert if I'd like to receive a video he took of me singing. Even Vita was filming the whole thing with her big light + camera + phone ensemble. I often sing in my car, and even IMAGINING i'm singing karaoke makes my voice suddenly tiny and weak and compressed, so I'm overflowingly glad it went this well, you have no idea even if I've just bragged about it for 4 paragraphs.

I later realised I was the only one who didn't hold the mic themself, this is a clear example how I objectify the boys, seeing Bojan just as a mic stand.🫣😵‍💫

I got fluent Kiitos from Bojan, that guy needs to move to Finland he speaks Finnish so well. Also LMAO I forgot to sniff him in the afternoon, now I'm praying the snifff I took after karaoke wasn't too evident and doesn't show on Vita's video……….. Jere is wrong, Bojan does not smell like shit, but there were no parfume smell either? He just smells like nothing in a pleasant, pheromone rich way lol.

my translation: Sanje so tvojega okusa Aamuihin taas tuoksusi Neula ei haarukassa Sieluni on hukassa Etsimässä tietään luoksesi

I haven't figured how to translate the first line. I've been playing with "Makus' on tarrannut uniini", but it does not rhyme with the og well enough. Otherwise super proud of my version. Neula and haarukka are parts of compass, basically saying the compass is layed on the map the wrong way. 🧭

This is how small the place was??? I was in 3/4th row, and the hat guy in the right corner was right behind me during the concert so the club truly was tiny.

Apparently bubbles were not allowed on stage in Cafe de la danse? But some people had brought their own so we had bubbles anyway.

Jure exchanged his drumstick to a breadstick. I laughed because a) it was a clever pun and b) such a stereotypically French thing to bring a BAGUETTE wrapped in a napkin to a concert. Also no wonder boys are always sick, I don't even want to know how many people touched that bread before it was on stage.

Life is pain (in mouths)

We waited for the boys after the concert outside the venue in the rain, and they walked past quite quickly. Bojan stayed for 30 seconds to take a group selfie. <3

Honestly so happy I traveled there and met amazing people and surpassed myself on so many levels.

I feel like 2004 again, because that's when I last made a post this long on livejournal and also when I last was this hyped about a group.

I loved band's AMAZING OUTFITS in Café de la danse, everyone had some idrija lace on them, and I'm afraid my next special interest will be bobbin lace.

#joker out #cafe de la danse #my concerts #sys tour #umazane misli #bojan cvjetićanin #kris guštin #nace jordan #jan peteh #jure maček #metrijormaus

[looneyleyle]

bitchy kie ~ j. maybank

synopsis: midsummer's and john b's hospital visit seem to push kie to snap, at her best friend in the world nonetheless. snap crackle pop!

warnings: some kie hate

words: 1882 words

note: from my wattpad account, written april 18 2022

paisley pov

kiara and i rarely ever fought. sure, we'd have petty quarrels every now and again, but never any full blown fight. this, however, was much different than any other time, and i didn't have the slightest clue as to what i did wrong.

kiara had invited me to midsummer's, despite me being a pogue. her parents had essentially taken me in when i started working at the wreck two years ago. they had even lent me a beautiful dress for the occasion. it was short, wavy at the skirt, and light orange, paired with a beautiful moon necklace. mrs. carrera even made me a flower crown, which i couldn't thank her enough for.

everything leading up to midsummer's went just fine. kie and i got ready, throwing compliments at each other left and right. we blasted music throughout the room, dancing playfully like the two teenage girls we are. when we got to midsummer's, we made snarky comments about the kooks, and we had to hold each other to contain our laughter when rose cameron waltzed in with that absolute monstrosity perched upon her head. when pope arrived, the air was still light, the three of us joking around, trying to keep our minds off of the incident with jj earlier on.

i think it all went downhill when jj was being escorted off of the premises by one of the guards. as kie was going to speak up for him, i yelled out about how he was my date, and that they had no right to throw him out. kie had her parents watching, and us pogues were already on thin ice with them. it was best for them to be mad at me for bringing jj than for them to be mad at kie for bringing him and 'embarrassing the family name' or some other bullshit kook idea they have.

when the words escaped my lips, the guard pushed jj my way. i caught him and he put an arm around my waist, making my lie more believable. he then twirled me away from the scene to the music, downed some man's drink, and yelled for a mandatory pogue meeting at rixon's. holding my hand, he didn't wait for the others to follow behind us.

we all whooped and hollered, having a great time, before settling down for this mandatory meeting. john b brought up his treasure hunt again, leading me to look at jj skeptically. he squeezed my hand, motioning for me to keep listening.

i didn't look at kiara at all during the first half of the meeting, but when the name 'sarah cameron' was slipped, she went apeshit.

"you let a kook in on our secret?!" she screamed. they all went back and forth for a bit, kiara not calming down in the slightest.

when john b and kiara were done arguing, everything went silent.

"so…" jj trailed off, trying to find something, anything, to say. kiara raised her eyebrows at him, and then did the same to me. i looked at her questioningly, not understanding why she all of a sudden had beef with me. jj shifted a bit, making me aware of the arm that had been around my shoulders throughout the argument. i didn't pull away, however, and despite kiara's piercing glare boring into my soul, i found myself becoming drowsy. my eyes drooped as my head fell onto jj's shoulder.

when i woke up, i was in roughly the same position, but in the back of the van instead of around the fire pit. john b was nowhere to be seen, pope and jj were immersed in conversation, and kiara sat alone, staring out the window and towards hawks nest. i stayed in jj's arms, still teetering on the line between sleep and consciousness.

if possible, kiara's mood was soured even more by sarah cameron leaning over john b's limp body, crying, kissing his lips as if it were a disney movie. that mood continued as sarah insisted on staying by him at all times, waiting for him to wake up.

"i could honestly care less that john b decided to befriend that snake, but she acts as if she's the only one there for him! hello, he has four perfectly good friends right here who care about him way more than she could ever even fathom!" kiara ranted, the four of us sitting around the château. due to all the injuries agatha caused, there was a limit of two visitors per person in the hospital, and some mystery man and sarah cameron filled up those two spots before the rest of us could have a say.

"at least we know that he's in stable condition. he won't drop dead, it's just a matter of time before he wakes up." i suggested, trying to calm her down. she chuckled bitterly. a burst of anger went through my body, what did i do?

"if you have something to say, by all means, get it off your chest. you've been acting like a bitch ever since we left midsummer's." i told her, arms crossed in front of me. a quiet "ooooooh" came from jj, but i was focused on kie.

"it's easy for you to be all easy-going right now, isn't it? it's only john b in the hospital. but if your boy toy were in there, you'd be raising hell over the fact that we can't go and visit."

"my 'boy toy'? and who exactly is that?" i asked, irked and a bit genuinely confused as to who she's referring to.

"isn't it obvious? you two are practically joint at the hip! all you ever do is eye-fuck each other!" kie yelled. jj shifted against me, nearly glaring at kiara.

"drop it kie." he said lowly. she just laughed sarcastically at that, deflating. i didn't feel like talking to her anymore, so i dropped it and got up to leave.

"paisley? where're you going?" jj asked, also getting up.

"i'm going home. goodnight." i told him, already walking away. i heard him follow me, but i didn't protest.

surprisingly, jj didn't say anything for the whole walk. he stayed in stride with me, occasionally whistling a little tune. when we got to the little house i shared with my mom and siblings, he spoke up.

"you okay? i've never seen you and kie fight like that." a sigh escaped my lips.

"i don't know why she's being so pissy right now. we were fine up until midsummer's! then she's mad at me for trying to calm her down? like what the fuck was that all about?" i ranted. jj nodded, not saying anything.

"and then the whole 'boy toy' comment? like what was that?" at that, jj stayed silent for a bit.

"just give her some time, i'm sure she'll realize she's being crazy after all of this sarah stuff blows over." i nodded. the door to the house creaked open, making me jump. out of the door came my little brother, charlie. i crouched down and picked up his tired figure.

"hey charlie, why're you still up?" i asked, slightly bouncing him on my hip.

"i was waiting for you to come home. momma is at work and i need my night-night kisses." he said seriously, pouting. jj smiled softly at this and took charlie from me, holding him up in the air slightly.

"how 'bout i tuck you in while your sister gets ready for bed?" he asked in a slight baby voice. charlie gave jj a tired smile, nodding. my heart melted at the sight; two of the most important boys in my life together. jj carried charlie inside, holding the door open for me with his foot. i followed after the two quietly, not wanting to wake up anyone else in the house.

jj and charlie turned into the first bedroom on the right, while i crept further into the house until i got to my room. after wiping off my makeup and putting my hair up, i made my way back to the boys.

peering into the room, i watched as jj delicately placed the blankets around charlie.

"where are my goodnight kissies??" charlie whined tiredly. jj chuckled before moving some of charlie's hair out of his face and gave him a light kiss on the forehead.

"g'night buddy." he whispered, staying near the boy until his eyes closed and breathing softened. my heart squeezed as i watched the interaction. jj was so soft and loving with charlie and it absolutely melted my heart. i tiptoed in and placed a light kiss on charlie's head. i put his favorite stuffed animal in his arms and, together, jj and i walked out of his room.

i closed the door ever so slowly as to not disturb the sleeping child. when i turned around, jj was there, staring at me. the cocky smirk he usually held was nowhere to be seen. instead, a small smile played at his lips, his soft blue eyes focused on my face. for reasons i tried to repress for many months, i couldn't look at him for more than a couple seconds before fidgeting nervously. jj placed his hand under my chin and lifted it, gently forcing me to hold his stare. when his hand dropped, my eyes remained locked on his, anticipating his next move. however, after a couple moments passed by, jj looked away and scratched at the back of his neck.

"it's been a long day, let's get you to bed."

i let out a light chuckle at that, but followed him to my room regardless. he stood near the edge of my room as i grabbed my pajamas and, as i reach to take off my shirt, he turned around, giving me the privacy that i didn't even ask for. i stopped for a moment to take in the action before continuing to strip and change into comfier clothes. when i finished, jj was still turned around. off of a whim and slight exhaustion, i walked right up behind him and hugged him, burying my face into his back. all the emotions i had buried for the boy in front of me came bubbling up, making me squeeze the boy a bit tighter. he clasped his hands over mine, letting out a deep, content sigh.

"c'mon," he said quietly, shuffling us towards the bed. he crawled in after me, leaving a sizable distance between the two of us.

once settled in, the two of us simply stared up at the ceiling, deep in thought. after a while, i closed me eyes, taking in everything that had happened in the past couple of weeks, including what was happening in that moment.

"it feels like everything is falling apart." i whispered, not opening my eyes.

"yeah, it does," he replied. after a few seconds, there was a rustling besides me. i opened my eyes ever so slightly and turned, seeing jj laying there, giving me a soft smile.

"but we always manage to get through it together." he finished.

"together." i repeated, my eyes getting heavier, the weight of everything pushing down onto my body. and so, the two of us fell asleep, just a couple inches closer than when we first laid down.

#jj maybank #jj x oc #obx #outer banks #fanfic

[sinnamonpork]

DOING A DOMESTIC AU HEADCANONS FOR DABIHAWKS BC THEY DESERVE IT <33

Nest beds. The softest, most roundest bed you could think of covered with the most random patterns of pillows and blankets. It's partially covered by a canopy bc the boys likes the darkness.

Toga, Tokoyami, and Shiggy are their gremlin kids. Toga is like a cat that goes in and out of their home whenever she wants headpats or to be fed. They have a joint custody with Kurogiri on Tenko, depending on his level of brattiness for the week. Tokoyami is goth birb child, so basically, the only child they acknowledge.

Contrary to popular belief, its not actually Hawks who found all the shinies decorated around the house. Dabi is one hell of a curious villain and would pocket all the shinies he could find, presenting the gifts to Hawks like an oversized cat.

Both of them have the habit of staring but very different in the way they do it. Dabi would pretty much be a gremlin cat, guilt tripping you to pay them attention while he single handedly destroys all your productivity for the day. Meanwhile, Hawks would be the adorable kind. The kind of stare you coo at while also finding lowkey creepy.

Their house is like a revolving door for both heroes and villains. Sometimes they come home to Toga and Ochako just chilling in their hammock all tangled up together. Other times, its Rumi and Shiggy staring at them at 4am from the bedroom door, asking where the cereal is placed.

Shouto has the same grabby hands personality as his big brother. Whenever he visits, 90% of the time one of their shiny decorations inevitably goes missing. Hawks' absolute stink eye whenever the pro hero sees him is so deserved.

BAKUGOU KATSUKI HAVING WEEKLY VISITS TO THEIR HOUSE. To everyone else's horror, touya and katsuki get on like a house on fire. Their insults seem to have a language of their own, and Keigo is helpless to do anything as he watches his husband and this gremlin kid have a shouting match in their kitchen while making the most mouth watering cinnamon buns ever.

The whole Class 1-A once stayed at their house for a day. A frantic Aizawa comes knocking at their door, sees the absolute mayhem, and promptly walks out - probably about to plan a date with Hizashi.

If Shiggy is in the house, Spinner is probably somewhere in there too. They come as a set, buy 1 get 1 free lmao.

dabihawks healing their inner child by fucking around and doing all the things people below the age of 16 do. Disney and Barbie movie marathons are a weekly occurrence. Dabi absolutely adores Megamind, while Hawks leans more towards Rapunzel.

#might add more to this if i think of anything soon #the focus shifted away from dbhwks lmao #dabihawks #dabi x hawks #touya x keigo #pro hero hawks #takami keigo #todoroki touya #dabi #himiko toga #fumikage tokoyami #shigaraki tomura #shimura tenko #rumi usagiyama #miruko #todoroki shouto #spinner #kurogiri #togachako #uraraka ochako #mha #bnha #imagines #league of villains

[corvusalbus93]

Wish: Pure Villain Rewrite

I’ve posted a rewrite with Magnifico as a sympathetic antagonist some time ago, (click here if interested) now it’s time for Magnifico as a pure Disney Villain. No big backstory here, just note that Amaya is going to be just as villainous, and like in my other rewrite, Asha’s their daughter.

The story:

Asha grows up believing her parents to be quite benevolent; all they ask is that each citizen gives them a single wish (usually once people move to Rosas or turn fifteen), some getting granted by her father...eventually. The people appear content and happy, crime is virtually unknown. A perfect kingdom on the surface.

Asha is mostly taught by tutors, not seeing her parents all that often, but begins to study magic as a teenager under her father. She eventually does ask him about the wishes, why he doesn’t fulfil more. Magnifico explains how some might be dangerous and would threaten the kingdom; it’s best for the stability of their realm if he and her mother keep a close watch. He assures Asha she’ll understand soon enough.

One night Asha catches a guy, around her age, breaking in; he claims her parents aren’t benevolent, but using magic to keep people obedient. Asha insists that Rosas is the most splendid kingdom, wealthy, its citizens safe and content. The guy points out that the reason is the mind-alteration and because other kingdoms are too scared to mess with a powerful sorcerer. She doesn’t buy it and guards bring him into the dungeon. Still, his words stick with her. She doesn’t want to believe it and decides to check the city for herself, having never really mingled with the common people before, to prove the wanna-be thief wrong.

She uses her hawk, Valentino, a spell allowing her to see through his eyes (I changed him into a none-speaking hawk, because falconry was a popular pastime among nobles, so it felt like a better fit). Asha sees how docile, in some cases almost lethargic, the people are, when it isn’t a wish-ceremony or other celebration. Most just go about their lives, stuck in their routines and with no real drive. She checks on a staff-member, who had their wish taken the other day, a boy only a little younger than herself, and he too is unsettlingly docile, rather than his chipper old self.

That night she sneaks into the dungeons to speak with the wanna-be thief, confused and feeling conflicted.

(“But my father only takes a wish!” Asha exclaimed. “All people must have more than one or develop new ones through life. Why would taking one change them so much?”

“That’s sounds like something worth looking into.”

“You’re dragging me into something, aren’t you?”

“Am I? ‘Cause you seem perfectly capable of following this line of thought on your own.”

“My parents are good people.”

“...are you telling me, or yourself?”)

After their conversation, Asha begins to spy on her parents, using her hawk Valentino among others. She not only sees them reward morally dubious people with granted wishes for their services, but her mother spies on their people (using the eyes of any animal she wishes, just like Asha does with Valentino), picking out those who need to reigned in, which happens via wishes. As it turns out, the wishes are a link to people’s minds and heart and Magnifico can manipulate how a person thinks and feels through a wish-orb.

Trying to fix this, Asha speaks to her father about the wishes once again, but can’t sway him. He lectures her on the importance of keeping order. Without it, people turn against each other and their rulers, which only leads to suffering. People leave the continent and come to Rosas seeking safety and hoping their dreams have a chance to become reality here, even if the chance is small. They happily give him their deepest wishes, forget them willingly, because in truth, they desire stability even more. And as a wise and just ruler it falls to him to decide what wishes will benefit the kingdom.

Asha struggles with this new knowledge for a while, before she frees the wanna-be thief from his cell, not wanting him to have his wish taken. He asks her to come with him, and to see what life with agency looks like. He leads her deep into the mountains beyond the city, to a hidden town and introduces her to the enclave. While not as splendid, the people seem happy, lively, everything is so much more vibrant, a stark contrast to the city of white marble. She sees how people need more than safety/order to truly thrive. To live.

She’s introduced to a group that studies magic and is trying to figure out how to give the wishes back and get rid of the royals. They eventually ask Asha for help, as she can actually use magic, while they are trying to teach it to themselves, without much success yet. Asha needs some time to think about it, but after a heart-to-heart with some of her new friends agrees to help.

She returns to the castle, continues to spy and study, playing the good daughter, while supplying the enclave with books, scrolls and information. (Probably a good place for a song-montage to show how this takes place over months)

That is until one night her father summons a star. Not only would it empower him, but it would allow him to extend his control far beyond the island borders and now Asha’s parents are creating a spell that would forcefully draw out people’s wishes in both Rosas and neighbouring realms. Asha quickly notifies the enclave and acting quickly they go to steal the star. They succeed thanks to Asha getting them past all magical security measures, but she has to leave with her rebel friends.

Back in the enclave the rebels discuss using the star against the royals, but Asha, not wanting to be anything like her parents at this point, instead frees the star (which turns out to be a mute shapeshifter), which is very grateful for her kindness. She asks if the star would willingly help them free their people, and after explaining things to them, the star readily agrees. As she can’t return to the capital, Asha uses Valentino to check on her parents, to find out their next move.

Magnifico and Amaya learn about the theft and with their daughter gone, the magical seals broken, it doesn’t take them long to figure out she’s responsible. They are disappointed, and lament not having overseen her education personally or not having taken one of Asha’s wishes to help mould her more directly. They discuss how to proceed and while without the star the spell’s reach will be limited, Magnifico can still use it to forcefully draw out the wishes of everyone on the island at least, including their daughter. Asha overhears this thanks to Valentino, but her mother notices the hawk, and sends one of her own birds to bring him down, while Asha is powerless to stop it.

The rebels get everyone together for another meeting, and a still conflicted Asha speaks to one of her friends, who reveals that their parents had their wishes taken and are completely loyal, completely trusting the royals. They tried to reason with them, but didn’t believe a word, and so they fled before their wish could be taken to. They wish to reconnect with their family, despite still being angry with their parents for what happened between them. After all, they too were deceived and manipulated, perhaps even with magic. Asha apologizes for the pain her parents caused them and so many others, and for not realizing how evil they were earlier. Her friend reassures her that she doesn’t need to apologize, not to them. She was just a kid, who trusted her parents...and yet she still came through, despite how difficult this must be for her. Asha asks if they even want her as a queen, should they succeed, how she doesn’t even know if she’s suited for such a task. Her friend reminds her that she won’t have to do everything on her own and whatever happens, she’s already doing more for their people than her parents.

As the meeting begins, Star gives Asha a staff of her own, fashioned from a tree branch, infused with the Star’s own magic, so she can stand a chance against her father. The rebels pick a team to go on the mission to take the king and queen out, deciding to go about it stealthily, hoping to be able to strike before Magnifico or Amaya can use their magic against them. This brings up the question as to what to do with them, most voting to either imprison the royal couple for the rest of their lives, others inclined to a more permanent solution, fearing they could escape and pose a threat again. Asha asks Star, if they can take her parents magical abilities away, but Star shakes their head, communicating that it would likely be lethal; it would be like taking someone’s entire blood supply. But the enclave’s scholars claim to have found a solution. They found an enchantment in the books provided by Asha and understanding their intentions, Star uses this knowledge to enchant several handcuffs collected from freed prisoners to suppress the magic of anyone wearing them. Every member of the team gets one, hoping that two of them will be able to get one on both king and queen.

They infiltrate the palace, only to find out that Magnifico has already begun casting the spell, having set up a giant ritual circle in the royal garden, since it offered the most space. With the guard fast asleep, thanks to Star and Asha, Queen Amaya defends her husband, so he can focus. It works at first, Asha and her allies unable to act as the wishes are being painfully drawn out of them, but an unaffected Star begins to duel Amaya. When she’s about to be defeated, Magnifico interrupts the spell to save her, allowing the others to join the fight, Asha taking on her father.

But even with her new staff, she is quickly pushed back. She tries to reason with him, but he’s fully aware of what he’s doing and has no qualms, telling her that he’s quite disappointed in her, but they’ll “fix” her, once he got his hands on her wish. Star needs to step in and save her, shielding Asha, so she can focus on the offensive, which evens the odds.

The others eventually manage to outmanoeuvre the Queen, putting a pair of handcuffs on her. Magnifico is enraged by this and lashes out, knocking most out or injuring them. Only Asha, shielded by Star’s magic, remains relatively unharmed/conscious. As Magnifico goes to free his wife, Asha acts quickly and reaches out to the plants of the garden. She manages to trap her parents in a pair of trees, just as they reach out to each other, though they never manage to touch...merely the newly sprouted branches do. Star enchants the trees to make sure they won’t wither and die, turning them into permanent prisons, or at least until Asha figures out another solution, if she ever finds one.

They return the wishes to the people, releasing those directly manipulated of her parents’ spell and Asha sends Star home to the heavens (maybe after Star showing her how to heal Valentino, if we don’t want to kill off the animal sidekick; I want the Star not to simply fulfil wishes, but to only give the heroes the tools they need to do things themselves, in contrast to Magnifico + a little magical support in combat). Rosas begins to recover, families start to heal with the wishes returned and he truth out. Those living in the enclave don’t have to hide anymore either, though the place remains a bustling little town.

Ends with Asha standing in the gardens, in front of the trees, contemplating all that has happened. A friends soon joins her, informing their new Queen that the Council is ready for their first meeting. When noticing that something’s up, Asha explaining that while she’s overjoyed for her people and kingdom, she laments that her family can never heal. Her friend reminds her that while this is true, she got her friends now, and they got her back, they’ll be there for her, always...so, how about they go make this a kingdom into something truly great together.

#disney wish #wish 2023 #wish rewrite #asha wish #king magnifico #queen amaya

[thesakuragarnet]

The League Of Villains Go To Disney: An unfinished crackfic mini series for just good vibes

Summary: After several failed attempts to infiltrate UA, the League decides on a mandated vacation for "bonding" using their newly acquired assets from the Paranormal Liberation Front.

Disclaimer: This fic is unfinished, BUT, I may pick it back up eventually. Still have some drafts muddling about.

THIS FIC IS 18+ FOR SOME SLIGHTLY SENSUAL THEMES!

Tags: Swearing, Disney references, League of Villains as family, found family, league of villains shenanigans, crackfic, fluff, slight DabiHawks, alternate universe, chaotic LOV, implied s3xual content, domestic fluff, comedy, dysfunctional family, forced bonding, slight Spinneraki

Word Count: 9,087 words

AO3 link

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Chapter 1: Are We There Yet?

"Again! Encore! Encore!" Toga squeals as "Love Is An Open Door" ends on the Bluetooth speaker for the eighth time. 

"NO! IF YOU TWO DON'T STOP SINGING, I'M GONNA PUKE FOR REAL THIS TIME!" Dabi snarls, tightly gripping the seat beneath him as he rolls down the tinted window. Toga and Twice cross their arms in frustration as Toga reluctantly chooses a different Disney song. 

"Will you keep it down back there?! I'm trying to concentrate on the road!" Spinner gripes as he hits another pothole, jarring the entire van. They'd managed to hotwire an empty van with enough space to carry everyone and were headed to the "Art of Animation" resort. Toga and Twice picked it out, but everyone got to choose which section they wanted to stay in and who they wanted to room with. 

"C'mon, Dabi. Where's your Disney spirit?" Hawks chides, punching him in the shoulder. His teasing stare is met with a cold glare from his boyfriend, and he shrinks back into the seat next to Dabi. Dabi, Hawks, and Mr. Compress are all packed together in the backseat while Toga, Twice, and Shigaraki sit in the middle seats of the van. Shigaraki is too absorbed in his Nintendo Switch to be bothered by their singing. Kurogiri rides shotgun while Spinner hastily drives through the busy streets.

"Of all the times of the year. I wasn't expecting spring to be so damn crowded," The lizard gripes as he screeches the vehicle to a stop. Dabi shuts his eyes and shoves his earbuds in his ears as Mr. Compress pulls up the room numbers on his phone. 

"You're just lucky that we all brought masks to wear so it'll be harder to recognize us. If everyone behaves accordingly, we should be able to have an enjoyable trip without getting arrested. This is why we're at Disney World and not Tokyo Disneyland. We have less of a chance to be discovered here. I doubt they even pay attention to what goes on in our news," Kurogiri remarks as he opens up his paper map that leads to the hotel. 

"Why didn't you just warp us there?" Dabi snarls, and Kurogiri turns back to look at him. 

"All for One said we aren't allowed to use our Quirks here. That was the condition. If we use our Quirks, we're more likely to be discovered," Kurogiri explains. 

"Oh, like Birdbrain isn't going to be obvious?" Dabi snarls, turning up the volume on his phone to drown everyone out as he closes his eyes. 

"Pfft. They don't know about the Number Two Hero, here. All they know is All Might and Endeavor," Compress comments. 

"Hey, I have a following in America!" Hawks huffs, and his wings ruffle, getting in Compress and Dabi's faces. They both promptly shove his wings out of the way. 

"How much longer? I wanna finish this level before we get out of the car," Shigaraki pipes up, and Spinner checks his GPS. 

"Ten minutes," Spinner answers as he revs the engine. 

"Speedrunnnn," Shigaraki mumbles under his breath as he starts erratically mashing buttons. 

...

"OH MY GOD WE'RE HERE!!!!" Toga squeals as Spinner turns past the Art of Animation sign. Her scream jolts Dabi awake, who realizes that Hawks fell asleep on him. He reflexively pushes him off, and Hawks yawns before blinking awake. 

"Fake ID's ready?" Kurogiri asks to the general crowd, and everyone nods. Toga unzips the pink backpack at her feet and pulls out a set of Minnie Mouse ears that she slaps onto her head, awkwardly pushing back her space buns. Spinner swerves into a parking space and jumps out of the car before popping the trunk open. 

"Everybody OUT!" The lizard orders, and everyone scrambles out of the car. Spinner pulls his brown hiker backpack over his shoulders as Kurogiri grabs a singular black suitcase from the trunk. 

"Move!" Shigaraki grips as he snatches a Spider-Man backpack from the top of the pile and carefully places his Switch inside it. Twice grabs one black and one pink duffel and hands Toga a glittering pink tote bag while Compress takes his modest brown briefcase from the side compartment. Finally, Dabi reaches to pull his purple rolling suitcase when he notices the number of remaining bags in the car. 

"Dude. I told you to pack light," He growls as Hawks nervously walks to the trunk.

"I did!" He insists as he grabs the final three giant red duffels. Dabi takes out one of his earbuds and tucks it in his T-shirt before pulling up his hood. Spinner unceremoniously slams the trunk shut before the group makes their way to the colorful building to check in. 

...

"Did everyone get checked in okay?" Kurogiri asks as he does a headcount. The rag-tag bunch is crowded in front of the gigantic "Nemo" themed pool. Toga stares at the giant turtle statue with an awestruck expression, and Twice dances from foot to foot next to her. 

"Alrighty. Toga, Twice, Compress, you three will be staying in 'Finding Nemo' suite. Toga gets dibs on the master bedroom so she can have her privacy. You two will have to fight over who sleeps on the sofa bed or the table bed," Kurogiri explains as he gives out their Magic Bands. 

"OH! I WANNA SLEEP ON A TABLE! No, the sofa is definitely the better option," Twice argues with himself as Kurogiri walks towards Hawks and Dabi. He pulls out Dabi's other earbud, which makes him snap to attention, and a thin curl of smoke rises out of his ear. 

"You two. 'The Lion King' Suite. Do whatever you want, I don't care. Just please don't be too troublesome," Kurogiri sighs as he hands the bands to Hawks. Dabi sniffs as he takes the black magic band from Hawks before helping him put on his red one. 

"That leaves Spinner and Shigaraki. You'll be staying with me in the 'Cars' area," Kurogiri drones as Shigaraki starts jumping up and down. 

"DO I GET TO MEET THE LIGHTNING MCQUEEN!" Shigaraki cackles excitedly as he pulls on both of his protective gloves. 

"Wow, didn't know our fearless leader was some car's biggest fan," Dabi snickers, and Shigaraki shoots him an indignant look. 

"Lightning McQueen is not 'some car'! He's a legend!" Shigaraki snaps. 

"You know it's just a movie right? He's just computer code," Spinner comments, only for Shigaraki to kick him in the shin. 

"Hey! No fighting! This is going to be a nice bonding experience! Now everyone get unpacked and we'll meet up for dinner at the cafeteria. We're waiting to go to any parks until tomorrow. I was able to book us a full week here," The wispy man clarifies before the three groups split off. 

Chapter 2: Welcome to the Jungle

"Did you pack everything you own, Featherhead?" Dabi growls as he drags his rolling suitcase down the walkway leading to "The Lion King" area. 

"Of course not," Hawks retorts as he grapples with his duffels. The sun sets over the resort as the two walk side by side, dodging sprinting toddlers in swim trunks as their parents try to corral them toward the "Nemo" swimming pool. 

"OOOOH! Dabi, look it's Mufasa!" Hawks gasps as he points to the giant lion statue that looks out over the Pride Rock structure. Dabi, however, doesn't hear him as he already put his earbuds back in. He walks a few feet away before he realizes Hawks is no longer by his side. Dabi's eyes narrow as he turns around to see Hawks taking a selfie with the statue. 

"Hawks!" He growls, gripping the handle of his luggage tighter as he leers at him from under his sunglasses. Hawks' smile fades as he slowly puts his phone back in his pocket and skips back to Dabi's side. The two walk past an archway with Simba, Timon, and Pumbaa, past the towering green, "forested" buildings towards the Elephant Graveyard. 

"Ughhhh, why are we close to all the bad guys," Hawks groans, "I wanted to be near the Hakuna Matata section."

"I like the hyenas, jackass," Dabi snaps, taking out an earbud so he doesn't lose the feathered hero again. "All I want is just two minutes. Of uninterrupted punk music. Just two fucking minutes," He growls under his breath as they walk behind the giant replica of the Elephant Graveyard and the three laughing hyenas. They walk up to the automatic doors and are immediately hit with AC and the smell of fresh linens. 

"Third floor. Perfect view of the graveyard at night. I think Toga said it glows red in the cave," Dabi mutters as they strut to the elevator. Hawks struggles to shove all of his bags in as Dabi awkwardly positions himself next to the buttons and pushes the number three. 

Ding!

The elevator doors open, and Dabi roughly pushes Hawks out of the cramped elevator. 

"Hey!" Hawks grumbles as Dabi struts down the hallway, following the pawprint pattern on the carpeting until they reach their room. Dabi holds his black Magic Band up to the gray sensor above the door handle, and the light flashes from red to green as a resounding click sounds from the door. 

"Home sweet home," Dabi sighs as he opens the door, and Hawks follows him inside. Hawks' eyes widen as he takes in all of the references to the Disney movie as Dabi heads toward the bedroom. The small living room has stools with lyrics on them, and a table bed with a picture of Simba inside rests just to the left across from a small bathroom. Dabi throws his suitcase on the Queen bed in the bedroom and unzips it, getting out his leather jacket and various band T-shirts as he pulls open one of the drawers on the dresser. Hawks hefts his duffel bags into the room and grunts as he sets them on the ground. 

"So, am I...I...sleeping on the pull-out couch?" Hawks stammers, and Dabi raises his eyebrow as he looks over his shoulder. 

"Do you want to sleep on the pull-out couch?" Dabi says flatly, and Hawks vigorously shakes his head. 

"I thought it was implied that we'd both be sleeping in here," Dabi shrugs as he hangs up his jacket in the closet. 

"Just making sure," Hawks smiles, clapping his hands together before he starts unzipping his bags. The scarred villains yawns as he falls backward flat onto the bed, stretching out and putting his hands behind his head. 

"You gonna be okay not using your Quirk for a week?" Hawks pries as he starts putting his clothes away in the closet. 

"It'll be a relief. Less pain," Dabi mumbles, closing his eyes as he waits for Hawks to finish unpacking.

"Why do you feel pain exactly when you use your Qu-" Hawks starts as he puts away his last athletic shirt. 

"What did I tell you about asking me that," Dabi snaps, getting off the bed and walking up behind Hawks. 

"Sorry," Hawks mumbles as he turns around and comes face to face with his boyfriend. Dabi pulls down his black mask and suddenly grabs Hawks' chin before roughly kissing him. Hawks' wings flutter, but Dabi ends it almost as quickly as he started. 

"Let's get going. I don't feel like getting bitched at by Handjob," Dabi says as he pulls his mask back up over his nose to hide his scars and slides his sunglasses back on. Hawks swallows hard and nods as Dabi walks out of the bedroom, and he swiftly follows him, a few feathers floating to the ground behind the Pro Hero.

Chapter 3: Under the "Frozen" Sea

"Alllllrighty! That's the last of my Disney ears! Twiiiiiice! Did you bring all our pins?" Toga calls as she finishes arranging her various themed ear headbands on her dresser. 

"Yup! Right here, Toga!" Twice beams as he brandishes a box full of enamel Disney pins from his black duffel. It makes a terrible jingling noise from all of the collectibles sliding against one another, and Compress cringes. "I'll put them on the little green seats by the sofa bed!" He calls to her as Toga digs through her duffel bag to hang up her outfits. 

"Hey, Twice. You know that movie you and Toga love so much?" Compress pipes up as he sits down in the corner chair, scrolling through articles on his phone. 

"Encanto?" Twice raises his eyebrow, and Compress shakes his head. 

"Brave?" Twice asks again, but Compress waves his hand. 

"No, no. It's that one. The one that you were singing in the car all the way down here," He snaps his fingers, trying to remember the name. 

"Frozen!!" Twice exclaims, jumping up and down, and Compress nods. 

"Yeah, there's actually some pretty interesting theories around it," Compress drones as Toga eavesdrops on the two of them from the bedroom. 

"Theories?" Twice jumps onto the table-bed and puts his chin in his hands, eagerly listening. 

"Yes, theories. As in, some believe that Walt Disney himself has been frozen somewhere underneath the park! There's some secret vault that conspiracy theorists believe to contain his frozen head!" Compress says as Twice encourages him to continue. Toga's heart skips. She loved blood, but she hated creepy stories. She continues listening intently as she unpacks her makeup and puts it on her bathroom counter. 

"A frozen head! That's crazy! No way that's real! It sounds believable to me!" Twice drones in his dual banter as Compress continues his conspiratorial tirade. 

"People say that the reason it's named frozen is so, if you Google 'Disney's Frozen' or anything like that, the rumors regarding the vault and head won't pop up! Instead, your feed will be filled with that lovely movie!" Compress's eyes widen as he continues, and Twice gasps. 

"Holy shit! That's so cool! Creeeeeepy!" The morph-suited man laughs nervously as his head twitches back and forth. A chill runs down Toga's spine, and she anxiously scratches her elbow. 

'So much for sleeping tonight... Ugh... All I can think about is that creepy guy's icy dead head, now...' She thinks to herself as she cringes, shoving her hair ties into a drawer. She pulls her phone out and opens up her text messages with Dabi. Toga starts typing as Compress begins describing the rumored vault and powerful figures behind the conspiracy in detail. 

Toga: Dabssssss. Compress & Twice are being suuuuuper creepy. 

Immediately, Dabi starts typing. 

Dabi: Pedo creepy?

Toga groans, moving her fingers as fast as she can. 

Toga: NO! Like scary creepy. Scary stories creepy. 

Dabi: Toga. You sleep with a knife under your pillow. 

Toga: I can't use it if I'm asleep and exposed. I'm sleeping in a room by myself. 

Dabi: They're literally right outside your room. You'll be fine. 

Toga: Can I crash with u and Hawks tonight?

Dabi leaves her message on read, and Toga sighs, shoving her phone back into the pocket of her navy skirt. She tries to ignore Twice and Compress's excited voices, but all she can think about is Walt Disney's open eyes staring at her through an ice block in some steel chamber. She grabs one of her eyeshadow brushes from her makeup bag and grabs one of her red eyeshadow palettes. 

"Don't ruin my favorite movie, dumb magician," She gripes under her breath as she reapplies the sweeping red smoky eye to her face. 

Ding!

Toga pulls out her phone and sets her brush and palette on the countertop. It's a message from Dabi. 

Dabi: Are you guys coming? Hawks and I are the only ones here. He's trying to drag me into the gift shop. SOS

Toga gasps.

"TWICE THERE'S A GIFT SHOP!!!!!!!" She screams at the top of her lungs, shattering the men's conversation. 

"WHAT?! No, we can't spend any money. LET'S BUY EVERYTHING!" Twice's voice pitches up and down as his attention is completely torn away from Compress. 

Ding!

Birdman: Dabi won't let me get anything. If you and Twice get over here we can overpower him. I'll buy you cotton candy at Magic Kingdom.

A blissful smile spreads across Toga's face as she darts out of the bathroom. 

"Hawks is buying me cotton candy, let's go!" She giggles as she grabs her pink Magic Band and promptly runs out of the ocean-themed suite. Compress sighs as he watches Twice sprint out of the door after her. The magician grabs his cane and slowly follows them, deciding to hold off on the conspiracy rants for the time being.

Chapter 4: KACHOW!

"WHAT?! THIS IS BULLSHIT!!!" Shigaraki screeches as he stands in front of the statue of Lightning McQueen and Sally from Disney's Cars. 

"Tomura, surely you didn't expect him to talk to you. It's just decoration for the theme," Spinner sighs, putting his hand on his boss's shoulder. 

"Well...they...they have other characters in the parks that you get to meet and talk to. I thought I could get his autograph or something," Shigaraki frowns dejectedly, adjusting the hand on his face. 

"I believe there's an attraction in the Hollywood Studios park where he actually talks. Perhaps that would be of interest. Now, come along," Kurogiri says before leading the two villains into the building marked "Cozy Cone Motel". Shigaraki mutters under his breath as he fidgets with his protective gloves. Kurogiri touches his silver Magic Band to the gray bar above the door, and the green light flashes, allowing them inside. Shigaraki's eyes widen as they enter the Cars themed room, and he removes the hand from his face in awe. 

"Woooow. It's like we're in the movie!" He beams, and Spinner shakes his head, trying to hide the smile on his face. Spinner finds it odd that their boss acts like a child; something must've happened in his childhood for him to remain in such an immature state. Tomura was the second youngest in the group, only older than Toga. The only thing that made sense for him to lead was his Quirk. He runs up to the table and pulls the bed down, revealing a picture of Tow Mater. 

"I CALL THIS ONE!" He squeals excitedly as he throws his Spider-Man backpack onto it. Kurogiri moves toward the main bedroom and begins to unpack his things while Spinner starts unfolding the pull-out couch bed. 

"Oooooh! Spinner! Wanna stay up all night watching movies!" The crusty villain says excitedly, clapping his hands together. 

"No. Everyone has to be in bed tonight at a reasonable time so we can get up early tomorrow," Kurogiri orders, and Shigaraki whines. 

"Who made you the boss?" He snaps. 

"All for One," Kurogiri retorts calmly, and Shigaraki shuts up. 

Spinner slams his hiking pack on the bed with a resounding creak and unzips it. He calmly slides a katana out of the backpack (that looks like it definitely shouldn't have fit) and slides it under his pillow. 

"Isn't that dangerous?" Shigaraki points out, but Spinner just shrugs. 

"Haven't died yet," The gecko smirks, and Shigaraki shakes his head as he pulls out his Nintendo Switch and plugs it into the nightstand by his bed. 

"I guess I have to wear these stupid things the entire trip," Shigaraki growls as he scratches at the protective gloves. They were specially made to sensor his Quirk, allowing him to freely touch things.

"Will it really be so bad to actually wear them? Hell, you can boop doggos on the snoot now," Spinner laughs, and Shigaraki cringes. 

"Never say that again. You're too old," Shigaraki snarls. 

"I'm only one year older than you," Spinner mutters under his breath. 

"Alright, you two. Let's meet up with everyone else. There's a large cafeteria where we can get food," Kurogiri says excitedly as he walks out of the bedroom and opens the suite door. 

Chapter 5: Be Our Guest

"I miss the bar," Dabi growls as he finishes off the bottle of ginger ale.

"Awwww, is someone being nostalgic," Hawks teases, and Dabi pulls his sunglasses down the bridge of his nose to glare at him. 

"No. I want alcohol," He snaps, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. Hawks rolls his eyes and puts his head down on the table dejectedly, taking a bite out of his last chicken tender. 

"Can we go to the gift show, now?" Hawks begs, and Dabi shakes his head. 

"HEYYYYYYYYY!" Toga's squeal is audible over the blaring DisneyMania music as she skips over to their table. She's holding a souvenir cup full of pink lemonade in one hand and a plate of chocolate crepes in another. 

"Togaaa! Wait up!" Twice calls after her, holding a tray both of his and Compress's food as the masked magician follows closely behind. 

"Toga, you're gonna be up all night with all that sugar," Dabi sighs as she slams the plate down in the booth on the other side of him. 

"Whatever, you're not the boss of me," She sticks her tongue out at him before she starts scarfing it down. 

"Good luck," Dabi smirks at Compress as he sits across from Hawks at the big round table. The older magician sighs and shakes his head as he takes off his top hat. 

"There you idiots are," Shigaraki calls as he, Spinner, and Kurogiri spot the rag-tag bunch. Once everyone gets settled at the table, Kurogiri unfolds a paper from his pocket and places it in the center. 

"Alright, so. Tomorrow, we're going to Magic Kingdo-" The wispy man starts. 

"OH MY GOD YAY!!!!!!!!" Toga squeals, squirming in her seat. 

Kurogiri clears his throat before continuing, "Yes. Magic Kingdom. Then, Tuesday, we're going to Animal Kingdom. Wednesday is EPCOT. Thursday is Hollywood Studios. Friday is back to Magic Kingdom. Saturday we can go to any of the waterparks, and then Sunday we're flying back to Japan."

"Cool. So is there gonna be a designated buddy system or something?" Shigaraki yawns, sipping out of his twisty straw. Kurogiri shrugs. 

"No one should be by themselves at any given time," Kurogiri explains. 

"Well, I guess Dabi will be attached to his pretty little pro the entire time, huh," Shigaraki sneers, looking at Dabi and expecting a witty comeback. 

Dabi starts muttering lyrics under his breath and stares off into space, completely zoning out as Shigaraki speaks to him. 

"Hey! Burn victim! I'm talking to you, Hot Topic!" Shigaraki starts snapping aggressively in Dabi's face, but he doesn't even flinch. Toga cups her hand to her ear and listens to the music playing in the cafeteria before her eyes widen and she nods. 

"Yeah, you're not gonna get anything out of him until this is over. It's 'Surface Pressure' from Encanto," Toga shrugs before sipping her pink lemonade. 

"What does that have to do with anything?" Spinner huffs. 

"Did you not pay attention to him when that scene was playing? Dabi was totally going through some kind of connection or weird awakening with that song. It's no wonder he never talks about his family if he relates to it," Toga explains ambivalently. 

"I know how to snap him out of it," Hawks smirks before sticking his finger in his mouth and pulling it out. Toga cringes as Hawks suddenly jams his finger in Dabi's ear.

"AGH! WHAT THE FUCK! I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" Dabi suddenly screams, grabbing Hawks by the throat and shoving him into the booth. Toga giggles psychotically and claps; Kurogiri looks around nervously, making sure they aren't drawing too much attention to themselves. 

"Sorry," Hawks gargles as Dabi squeezes his throat, his eyes burning into the winged Hero. 

"Calm down, guys! BEAT HIS ASS, BRO!" Twice's dual-toned banter sounds off. Dabi's lip curls as he slowly lets Hawks free, and the hero promptly goes into a coughing fit, rubbing his neck. 

"Okay. Everyone settle down. Please," Kurogiri pleads, and Dabi straightens up. 

"Sorry," He mutters sarcastically.

...

Everyone else has already retreated to their rooms, but Hawks, Twice, and Toga are still running giddily through the gift shop. 

"Ooooooh! Look at these, Twice!" Toga trills as she picks up a professional drawing of Merida fighting Mor'du. 

"Oh to be a princess fighting a bear!" Twice sighs as Hawks comes up behind them in oversized Minnie Mouse sunglasses and a Powerline bomber jacket. 

"Do you think Dabi's gonna be mad?" He says sheepishly, showing off the yellow fake leather. 

"Na. He'll probably just say you look like a highlighter," Toga shakes her head as she runs over to more Disney Princess merch. 

"I didn't know you liked A Goofy Movie," Twice remarks, and Hawks smiles. 

"Oh heck yeah, bro. Dabs and I watch it all the time. Don't tell him I told you this, but he knows every word to 'Stand Out' and 'Eye to Eye'," Hawks winks as his voice gets more hushed, and Twice snickers. Toga returns with a sweatshirt that says "Let It Go!" on the front. 

"Okay, let's get out of here!" She smiles as she skips to the checkout line. 

Chapter 6: Do You Wanna Build A Snowman?

BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!

Dabi and Hawks both freeze mid-kiss as Toga bangs on the door of their suite, her face drenched in tears. 

“Who the hell is that?!” Hawks whispers, panicked. 

“No idea. Stay here,” Dabi reluctantly growls as he pulls away from his boyfriend and releases his grip on his shoulders. He pulls on his gray boxers and tattered navy sweatpants before walking to the door. Upon looking through the peephole, he sees Toga intensely pounding on the door in her Lilo and Stitch pajamas. Dabi groans before he cracks the door open. 

“What do you want Tog-” He starts, but his voice catches in his throat when he sees the tears streaming down her face. 

“I’m sorry I know you and Hawks wanted alone time which is why you’re all the way over here but I had a really REALLY bad nightmare and Compress and Twice won’t stop talking about the frozen Disney head and can I just sleep in here tonight?!?!?!?!?” Toga rambles in a single breath as she frantically wipes her tears away. Dabi’s harsh expression softens and he rubs the back of his neck. 

“Uhhhhh,” He mutters, staring at the floor to think. 

“Please?” Toga sniffs, making the best “puppy dog” expression she can manage. Dabi sighs and mutters something under his breath before dragging his hand down his face in exasperation. 

“One second. I’ll be right back,” He says before slowly shutting the door and walking back to the bedroom. 

“It’s Toga,” Dabi mutters, his eyebrows furrowing as he stands in the doorway, leaning against the frame. 

“Is she okay?” Hawks raises his eyebrow as he covers himself with the comforter. 

“She…she needs to stay with us tonight. Bad dream. The guys aren’t helping,” Dabi explains as he walks in the room and jerks open a drawer. 

“Guess that means we’re putting this on pause,” Hawks mutters, rolling his eyes. 

“I’m gonna sleep on the couch so I’m out there with her. She’ll feel safer that way. You cool with sleeping in here by yourself?” Dabi asks as he pulls an old white T-shirt over his head. 

“Aw, what? The hell, man?” Hawks pouts, and Dabi just shakes his head. 

“This is one night. We have the rest of the week. Once we hit the parks she’ll be too distracted and will completely forget about it. Trust me. And then, I'll be in here with you all night long,” The scarred villain smiles before walking back to the bedside. 

“Goodnight,” He whispers before swiftly kissing Hawks on the cheek and then shoving his face away. Hawks mutters dissents under his breath as he rubs the spot where Dabi pushed him, his eyes narrowing as his lover leaves the room and shuts the door behind him. 

Dabi takes a deep breath before opening the door again, this time completely wide open. 

“Come on,” He says with a tired smile, and Toga darts into the room and immediately leaps onto the table bed. Dabi shuts the door and begins throwing off the couch cushions so he can pull out the foldable bed. 

“Oh, you’re not gonna be with Hawks?” Toga says with a hint of relief in her voice. 

“If anyone tries to take your head in the night, they’ll have to deal with me first,” Dabi smirks as he turns off the light and climbs into the creaky sofa-bed. Toga smiles to herself as she wraps up in the thin sheets and spare blanket on the small mattress. 

“They’d run as soon as they’d see your scary face,” Toga giggles, her fangs glistening in the moonlight flooding through the curtains. Dabi rolls his eyes. 

“The last person that said something about my scary face ended up burning in an alley,” He yawns, scratching at the staples on his neck as he lies down. 

“Hawks seems to like your face,” Toga points out, and Dabi tries to hide his smile. 

“Yeah. Yeah, he does,” He whispers to himself, attempting to get comfortable on the makeshift bed. 

“I wish Izuku or Ochaco would like my face,” Toga pouts, sniffing. 

“Hey. You have a wonderful face, Himiko Toga. Anyone who tells you otherwise will have a whole league of villains to deal with,” Dabi says encouragingly, cracking his knuckles for emphasis. Toga smiles brightly. 

“Thank you. For everything,” She whispers.

“Of course, sis,” Dabi yawns absentmindedly as he drifts off to sleep.

…

“Hey, Dabi?”

Silence. 

“Dabi?”

More silence. 

“PSSST! DABI!” Toga whisper-screams, and the burned man turns to face her. 

“ What?! ” He snaps, clearly exhausted. He hated being woken up. 

“Do you really think there’s a frozen head under Disney World?” She stammers. “Of course not, Toga. That’s horse shit,” Dabi yawns, rubbing his eyes as he moves to face the wall again.

“Oh. Okay,” She calmly says, and Dabi starts to drift off to sleep again. 

“Hey, Dabi?” Toga whispers again. “Toga, go to sleep,” He says flatly, closing his eyes. If he didn’t see her as a younger sister, he would’ve kicked her out by now. It was getting irritating. 

“How’d you get your scars?” She pries, curiosity in her tone. Dabi’s eyes snap open, but he says nothing. 

“Dabi?” Her voice echoes off the walls, but he remains still as a statue. He holds his tongue and stares into the dark nothingness.

“Guess he fell asleep for real this time,” Toga mutters to herself before snuggling into the blanket and falling into dreams. Dabi, on the other hand, is now struck with insomnia. 

‘Great,’ He thinks, ‘Now I’m going to be the one that has a nightmare.’

Chapter 7: Take Small Children By The Hand

BANG! BANG! BANG!“ Fucking shit! ” Dabi gasps as he jolts awake, sitting straight up. His left palm suddenly ignites as someone bangs on the suite door. Hawks bursts through the bedroom door in nothing but bright red boxers and brandishes one of his sword feathers, a half-asleep look on his face. Toga, on the other hand, remains fast asleep in the bed with the pillow on her head. Her mouth hangs open as she snores. 

“DABI! HAWKS! OPEN UP! TOGA’S GONE!” Twice’s voice screams through the door. Dabi groans and mutters curses under his breath as he stalks toward the door and jerks it open. 

“She’s in here, you crazy bastard. Let the whole resort know she’s missing why don’t ya. Shut the fuck up,” Dabi snaps, pointing toward Toga’s sleeping form. Twice sighs in relief and wipes his forehead with the back of his hand. 

“Oh thank God. Compress and I were so worried when we checked on her this morning and saw she was gone,” He whispers, anxiously twiddling his thumbs. 

“Well maybe if you morons weren’t creeping her out with your dumb theories, she still woulda been in there,” Dabi seethes under his breath. 

“Huh?” Twice cocks his head, not sure if he heard Dabi correctly or not. Dabi just rolls his eyes and slams the door in his face. Hawks groggily puts his feather sword back into his wings, and Dabi just looks him up and down. 

“What? Couldn’t put on a pair of pants?” Dabi mocks him, and Hawks’ face turns bright red. 

“I-I didn’t know if you were in danger or not,” Hawks stammers, flustered. 

“Uh-huh. Okay. Go get dressed,” Dabi snorts before pushing Hawks back into the bedroom and shutting the door. He yawns and stretches, wincing at the stretching staples in his back and abdomen before he goes to the table-bedside. 

“Toga. Wake up. We gotta get ready to go. Twice is outside looking for you,” He whispers as he gently shakes her awake. Toga sleepily blinks awake and slowly lifts her head out from under the pillow. 

“Morning, Dabiiiii,” She sings, smiling, “No nightmares.”

“Good. Now go with Twice so you can get dressed for the park. I figure you’ll wanna bring your princess headband ear things,” Dabi says softly as he tears the covers off. 

“Okay, I’m going. I’m going,” Toga grumbles as she leaps off of the bed and opens the door. 

“TOGA! I’M SO GLAD YOU’RE OKAY!” Twice shouts before wrapping her up in a bear hug. 

“I’m fine! Sorry that I had to leave last night! Y’all were just being a little too scary for me. I’m excited!!! Let’s go!” She squeals before the two best friends run off skipping arm in arm together. Dabi closes the door and sniffs before walking to the bathroom to shower.

…

After breakfast, the group clamors onto one of the Disney Parks buses to get to the Magic Kingdom. 

“Now, we must always stay with a buddy at all times throughout the park. We’ll go to Tomorrowland first after we get a picture in front of the castle,” Kurogiri explains, but only Spinner and Compress are listening. Shigaraki plays his Nintendo Switch while Toga, Twice, and Hawks look out the window. Dabi is half-asleep with his hood and mask pulled up, his earbuds blaring music at such a volume that it’s a wonder he’s even able to sleep. 

“OOOH! OOOH! I SEE THE SIGN!” Toga squeals excitedly, grabbing Twice’s arm and shaking it. 

“The most magical place on Earth! This is gonna suck,” Twice beams and then gripes, his head twitching back and forth. The bus takes a wide turn, making Dabi smack right into the pole, and he jerks awake. He takes out his earbuds and shoves them in the pockets of his black hoodie before looking out the window. 

“Mess him up, Pikachu. Or I swear I’m going to evolve you,” Shigaraki mutters under his breath as he furiously clicks the buttons on his gaming system. 

“Shigaraki. You can’t be on that the entire time. If you don’t put it up yourself, I’m going to take it away,” Kurogiri reprimands Tomura. The leader just growls and saves his game before sliding it into Kurogiri’s giant backpack. He was the designated “stuff-holder” for the trip because he was convinced his colleagues would lose everything. They would forget their heads at home if he wouldn’t remind them to put them on their shoulders. 

“Ladies and gentlemen, please gather your personal belongings, watch your head and step as you exit, and take small children by the hand,” The bus-speaker sounds, promptly causing Dabi to grab Toga’s hand. 

“Hey!” Toga frowns. 

“You’re gonna look at me and tell me you’re not a small child?” Dabi teases her, and Toga pouts. 

“I know what I am,” She sticks her tongue out at him, and he laughs before standing up. Kurogiri places his hands on Shigaraki’s shoulders to make sure he doesn’t wander off as they all step off the bus. 

“Okay. Now, we have to go through the metal detector and the bag check,” Kurogiri mutters as they all begin walking from the bus stops toward the gates of the park. 

“The, uh, the what now?” Toga mutters, suddenly nervous. 

“Toga. Don’t tell me,” Dabi groans as he lets go of her hand. Hawks sighs. 

“Did no one check her?” The winged hero remarks. Kurogiri takes a deep breath and walks up to Toga. 

“Himiko. I’m going to warp all your knives away. I have to. We can’t go through the bag check. They’ll be in your room when you get back to the resort,” Kurogiri says authoritatively, and Toga reluctantly complies. The group crowds around the two to shield them from view as Toga gradually hands over all of her weapons to the wispy figure. A full five minutes go by before they’re all gone. 

“Alright. Now, to Magic Kingdom!” Compress declares, and the group starts following the giant crowds. 

Chapter 8: Main Street

“Where’s Dabi?” Twice suddenly asks as the group gathers behind the check area. 

“He’s yelling at the cast members and calling them ableist fucks for inquiring about all the surgical staples and metal,” Hawks says flatly as he watches his boyfriend making obscene gestures. 

“He’s gonna get us kicked out. Why is he so cranky?” Spinner complains.

“He’s always cranky. That’s his thing,” Shigaraki replies, but Toga shakes her head. 

“No, it’s because of me. I don’t think he slept much last night because I kept asking him questions,” Toga admits, scratching her head where the Princess ears are rubbing.

“I’ll go handle it,” Kurogiri sighs as he walks over to the fuming twenty-four-year-old and the nervous cast member. The group watches Kurogiri step between them and relay something to the woman while Dabi holds his tongue, clearly irritated that Kurogiri is talking for him. Whatever he did, it seems to have worked, as the two walk back to the group. 

“What did Kurogiri say?” Hawks raises his eyebrow. 

“That he’s orchestrating a retreat for troubled individuals. Isn’t entirely a lie. And that I have anger issues. Which also, not entirely a lie,” Dabi growls before shoving one of his earbuds back in. 

“I WANNA GO SEE THE CASTLE!” Toga whines, jumping up and down excitedly. “LET’S GO! LET’S GO!” She grabs Twice by the arm and the two begin skipping away. 

“Well, shit. We gotta keep up or we’re gonna lose them. Come on,” Dabi sighs as he grabs Hawks’ hand and sprints after them, dragging the startled Pro behind him. 

“We’ll meet you guys there!” Spinner calls out as he, Shigaraki, Compress, and Kurogiri stop by the map station.

…

“Alright, smiles on three! One! Two! Three!” The photographer says as he takes the group’s picture in front of the castle on Toga’s phone. 

“THANK YOU SO MUCH!” She squeals as she checks the picture quality. "Are you suuuure no one wants to stay and watch the parade?" She pleads hopefully. All the boys groan and shake their heads. 

“Is everyone ready to start heading to Tomorrowland?” Kurogiri asks as they start walking toward the bridge of the futuristic land. 

“OOOH! OOOH! I wanna ride Astro Orbiter!” Twice jumps up and down, and Toga immediately joins him. 

“YES!!!” She squeals in unison. 

“Astro Orbiter? That sounds like it could be fun. Whaddya say, Shigaraki?” Spinner elbows him, and the leader just nods. 

“Sounds cool. Sure, whatever,” He mutters, and the four of them sprint toward the center of Tomorrowland to stand in line for the red elevator. 

“I feel like the Carousel of Progress will be quite thrilling!” Compress declares, and Kurogiri nods. 

“I was thinking the exact same thing. You boys care to join us?” Kurogiri motions towards Dabi and Hawks. 

“I’d rather eat glass,” Dabi says nonchalantly while Hawks’ eyes dart to the “Buzz Lightyear” ride. 

“HOLY SHIT! DABI! LOOK! COMPETITION! OUR FAVORITE! LET’S GO!” Hawks squawks before dragging his boyfriend to the obnoxiously long ride queue.

Chapter 9: Buzz Lightyear's Space Ranger Spin

Hawks taps Dabi on the shoulder as he stares at all the bright colors in the ride queue, completely in his own world. 

“What?” He groans, turning away from the animatronic Buzz Lightyear to face Hawks. 

“Why don’t you hold my hand while we’re in line?” He stammers, anxiously tapping his foot on the ground as he looks back at a couple several feet ahead of them. They’re being over-the-top lovey-dovey and giggling in the line. 

“What are you talking about?” Dabi rolls his eyes before following Hawks’ gaze. He snorts and shakes his head. 

“Are you ashamed of me or something?” Hawks pouts. 

“Of course not, idiot,” Dabi retorts, standing up straight instead of leaning on the railing. Now, he’s looking down at Hawks rather than being eye-level, making the hero’s heart race. Dabi’s eyebrows furrow for a minute, and he seems to struggle to find an explanation. “I’m just…not used to being all…romantic or whatever…in public…is all. Are you really jealous of a couple of strangers?” 

“Maybe,” Hawks mumbles, and his wings droop as they move forward the next few feet with the line. They’re almost to the room where they’ll get in the cars. Dabi sighs and looks straight ahead, but he can feel his boyfriend’s disappointed gaze. 

“Ugh, fuck. Fffffiiine ,” Dabi growls under his breath before abruptly grabbing Hawks’ hand. Hawks makes a high-pitched surprised noise reminiscent of a dog toy squeaker that makes the scarred villain smile beneath his mask. 

“You gonna shut up now, Birdbr-” Dabi is cut off by Hawks clinging to his arm like a toddler, almost making him run into the railing. However, the tiny flare of reflexive anger is extinguished when he looks down to see Hawks’ head resting on his shoulder. 

“You just couldn’t stop at handholding could you,” Dabi sighs, trying to sound annoyed. 

“C’mon, are you really surprised?” Hawks smirks as they reach the cast member. 

“Honestly, not even a little bit,” Dabi replies as they dart on the moving sidewalk and hop into the brightly colored. 

“Okay, prepare to looooose, burnt bacon bitch,” Hawks teases, cracking his knuckles as the car closes. 

“Ohhh I’m gonna destroy you, chicken boy,” Dabi laughs as they both start shooting the targets. 

…

“DAMNIT!” Dabi curses as he misses two of the Z targets. He’d managed to hit every single target so far and was practically smoking when his streak was ruined. 

“Dabi! There are children!” Hawks scolds him as he continues shooting the fake laser gun.

“WHAT THE FUCK! I HIT THAT!” A parent two cars ahead of them screams, and Dabi looks at Hawks with an amused expression. A flash goes off in Dabi’s peripheral vision, and he spots the fading glowing light of the ride camera as they near the middle of the ride. If Hawks was so upset with him not being over the top with P.D.A., he’d give him exactly what he wanted. Right as they near the spot with the flash, Dabi unhooks one side of his mask, roughly pulls down Hawks’ mask, and kisses him. It was very short, just enough to get it on the camera, and then Dabi immediately pulled both of their masks back on. 

Hawks is completely frozen in the seat while Dabi continues shooting the targets. 

“Wow, guess I’m gonna win by even more now. You still playing?” He teases. 

“I hate you,” Hawks stutters before he grasps the laser gun and frantically tries to aim to catch up again. “You cheated.”

“I’m using my resources ,” Dabi smirks, “Besides, I was several hundred ahead of you, anyway.”

“Whatever,” Hawks mutters, stepping on Dabi’s foot. 

“Pfft, you liked it,” Dabi snickers, ignoring the tantrum. 

“Shut up,” Hawks says indignantly, trying to be mad and failing miserably. 

“Never,” Dabi winks as his score continues to climb miles above his boyfriend’s.

Chapter 10: Astro Orbiter

"This is it? I thought the elevator ride was in Hollywood Studios?" Shigaraki grumbles as he crosses his arms in frustration. The group of four had been waiting in the ride queue for almost an hour now, and everyone but Spinner was growing impatient. 

"I've heard you can see the whole park from the top!" Toga squeals excitedly, and Spinner checks the time on his phone as they move up a few more steps. 

"The elevator takes us to the ride, boss," Twice beams, and Shigaraki sighs. 

"Whatever. I just hate how long we've been standing here," He growls as they approach the cast member. 

"How many in your party?" The Disney employee smiles, and Toga holds up four fingers. 

"Right this way please," The man says, gesturing to wait in a small enclosed gate before the elevator. 

"OOOOOOOH! THIS IS GONNA BE SO FUN!" Toga screams, hugging twice as she jumps up and down. 

"It better be," Tomura complains, and Spinner just pats him on the shoulder. 

"It'll be fun, Shigaraki. Don't worry," He smiles. The elevator dings, and the doors open. The cast member gestures for the group to head inside, and they all pack into the red elevator. Shigaraki eyes the walls uneasily as the elevator shoots skyward until it comes to a screeching halt. As the doors open, they all step out onto the platform. 

"Oh, this looks like that Dumbo ride," Spinner remarks as they all begin to step forward. Shigaraki watches the spinning rockets in awe as the previous rides slowly come back down to Earth. As they disembark, the villains approach the ride. Toga and Twice force themselves into the rocket behind Spinner and Shigaraki. 

"There's only one seatbelt?!" Shigaraki exclaims as he digs for one, and Spinner nods. 

"Just hold on tight, boss. I won't let ya fall out," He chuckles. 

"WOOHOOOO! LET'S GOOOOO!" Toga and Twice scream in unison, laughing as the cast member gives the OK to start the ride. However, as soon as the spinning machine begins to lift into the air, Shigaraki realizes just how high they are above the ground. They have a perfect view of the castle, but everyone in Tomorrowland looks like ants. 

"OH MY GOD! GET ME DOWN GET ME DOWN GET ME DOWN!" He screams, but Spinner just smirks and makes the ship ascend higher into the air. 

"It's alright boss. It's perfectly safe," He reassures Shigaraki, who is paling quickly beneath the hand on his face. 

"FASTER! FASTER!" Toga cries out with glee as Twice makes their rocket erratically go up and down. 

"GUYS! I SEE DABI!" Twice shouts as he points far below. Hawks is literally dragging him to one of the face paint stands, and Dabi rolls his eyes as he hands the cast member a bill as Hawks leaps into the chair. 

"OH! THERE'S COMPRESS!" Toga waves to their companion down below as he and Kurogiri come out of the Carousel of Progress. 

"I DON'T CARE! I WANT DOWN!" The leader screams.

"Shiggy, you ain't gonna last on any of the big rides if you're scared of heights," Spinner rolls his eyes, and Shigaraki glares at him.

"You idiot! It wouldn't be a problem if I was PROPERLY SECURED!" Tomura wails. 

"It's completely safe, dude!" Twice calls as the ride slows to a stop, and all of the rockets return to the platform. 

Shigaraki scrambles out of the rocket, leaving Spinner to climb out by himself. He sprints to the elevator, ignoring the cast member's reminder to walk for his own safety. 

Chapter 11: On Your Marks!

“There you guys are!” Hawks beams as he skips toward Kurogiri and Compress. The side of his face bears Lightning McQueen’s racing number in a gold and red that matches his eyes and wings. Dabi reluctantly trudges behind him, muttering something about overpriced paint jobs. 

“Where’s everyone else?” Dabi raises his eyebrow as he looks around. Compress and Kurogiri exchange concerned glances before they hear a sound similar to the stampede from The Lion King. Shigaraki comes barrelling past the ride queue for the red elevator and almost topples Kurogiri as he runs right into him. 

“DON’T EVER LET ME RIDE ANYTHING THAT HIGH EVER AGAIN!” He screams, and Dabi tries to hide his laughter as Hawks stares uncomfortably at the situation. Kurogiri’s eyes narrow as Twice, Toga, and Spinner approach the group. 

“Found out that Tomura’s scared of heights,” Spinner shrugs, and Compress adjusts his tophat. 

“Can we ride something that’s on the ground?!” Shigaraki whines, and Twice immediately points toward Tomorrowland Speedway. “BOSS! BOSS! THERE’S RACING CARS!” Twice excitedly shouts, jumping up and down. Dabi and Hawks exchange competitive smirks. 

“Gonna try to make up for your crushing defeat at Buzz Lightyear?” Dabi teases, and Hawks’ feathers ruffle. 

“Eat my dust, bitch!” He laughs as he and Twice make a break for the line. 

“HEY! WAIT FOR ME!” Toga squeals as she sprints after them. 

…

The entire League is in line for the racecars, and Shigaraki and Twice can hardly contain their excitement. 

“The track seems kinda short,” Spinner complains, but no one else pays any attention. 

“Guys! Guys! It’s our turn!” Toga beams excitedly as everyone piles into their own cars. 

“All right racers start your engines!” The cast member calls, and the ride suddenly roars to life. As soon as the green light shines, everyone slams on the gas pedals…only to discover that the cars don’t max out. The League members coast along on the track.

“WOOHOOO! THIS IS SO FUN!” Shigaraki and Twice yell, clearly the only ones having the time of their lives. 

WHAM!Dabi turns around in the seat to see Hawks slamming into his vehicle with a triumphant grin on his face. 

“OOOH! I WANNA CRASH INTO DABI, TOO!” Toga screams from the car beside him. 

“Toga, I swear !” The scarred villain growls, but Toga whips her steering wheel to the side, only to stop moments before side-swiping Dabi. 

“Aw, man! They’re on rail tracks! No fair!” She pouts, and Dabi slams on the gas pedal, trying to get away from them. 

“I do rather enjoy this one,” Compress says to no one in particular as he and Kurogiri take the lead, nearing the finish line. 

Chapter 12: Space Adventure! It's An Adventure In Spaaaace!

"Come on, Hawks. What are you a chicken?" Dabi teases his boyfriend as the group stands in front of the Space Mountain queue.

"I don't...really...like...rollercoasters," Shigaraki mumbles to Kurogiri, and Spinner and Compress nod in agreement. Hawks twiddles his thumbs, his face turning red.

"It's not that I'm a chicken...it's just...really dark in there. And my night vision isn't what it used to be...and...all the screaming and stuff...I'll just get too overstimulated in there," Hawks stammers to Dabi's chagrin.

"I'd be right behind you or in front of you, Birdbrain. There's nothing to be scared of," Dabi grumbles, but Hawks vigorously shakes his head.

"No. I'll just go on the Peoplemover with Spinner and Shiggy. We'll be able to see you guys in there anyway," Hawks says quickly, putting a hand on the leader's shoulder and a wing around the lizard.

"Peoplemover?" Shigaraki raises his eyebrow.

"It's like a little cart ride that goes around all of Tomorrowland. It's up that escalator," Spinner explains, pointing at the blue trolley that coasts above them.

"I believe the laugh floor might be a worthwhile attraction, Kurogiri," Compress whispers in the wispy man's ear, and he nods. The group splits off again, leaving Dabi, Toga, and Twice at the entrance to Space Mountain.

"Well, guess it's just us three," Dabi sighs, scratching the back of his neck as he turns around to face them. Toga and Twice are jumping up and down with excitement, absolutely ecstatic to ride the coaster. ...

The wait time for the coaster was an hour, and Dabi was feeling the repercussions of his choice. Nonetheless, he was determined to ride Space Mountain, despite Toga and Twice's incessant excited banter. 

"Dabi! Dabi! Dabi! Are you gonna ride the teacups with us after?!" Toga squeals, poking the scarred man in the shoulder. Dabi leers down at her, his eyes narrowing. 

"Not a chance in Hell," He shudders. The mere thought of that ride made him nauseous. 

"Guess it's just you and me, then, Toga!" Twice smiles from ear to ear as they move up in the ride queue. They were all thankful that there was some cool stuff to look at in the line, but the trio was getting impatient. 

"Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! I see the track names!" Toga giggles, jumping up and down in anticipation. Dabi and Twice follow her pointing to read the two signs: Alpha and Omega. Upon reading the names, Dabi snickers under his breath. 

"What's so funny?" Toga asks, raising her eyebrow. 

"Don't worry about it. Come on, the line's moving," Dabi ushers her forward, rolling his eyes. The trio reach the cast member, who directs them into the next car lineup. 

"EEEK! I'm so excited!" Toga shrieks while Twice practically shakes with glee. Dabi absentmindedly taps on the gate as they see the coaster pull up, and their gates swing open. Twice sits in the front seat while Toga sits in the middle, leaving Dabi to climb into the back. They all pull down the lap bars as the rocket starts to move forward, and the cast member waves as they go into the tunnel. 

...

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Toga screams as the coaster swerves back and forth, climbing up and down in the darkness. Twice switches every other moment between laughing and screaming. Meanwhile, Dabi is looking around at all the fake comets and stars, smirking at the special effects and the feeling of the air whipping through his hair. He's definitely thankful he replaced his staples before the trip, otherwise he might've risked pulling one with all the jerking and speed. The coaster slows down through a blinking red tunnel, and Toga pouts. 

"Aw, it's over already?" Toga mutters, removing her hands from her Minnie ears. She was holding onto them for dear life only moments ago. Dabi sharply inhales and leans forward, holding the ears to her head just as the coaster suddenly jerks again so they don't fly off. 

"THANKS, DABI!" Toga cries out over the screams bouncing off the walls of the indoor coaster. She puts her hands back up on her head, and Dabi jokingly ruffles her hair as he lets go and leans back again. A few moments pass, and the coaster slows, curving down, and they begin to see light at the end of the tunnel. 

"WOW! THAT WAS SO FUCKING COOL! I'm never riding that again," Twice switches as the car stops and the lap bars raise. 

"TEACUP TIME! TEACUP TIME!" Toga shouts as they all scramble out of the carts. Toga and Twice link arms and begin skipping toward the exit walk-through while Dabi checks his phone. He has at least ten Snapchats from Hawks, and they're all pictures of him taking selfies with unsuspecting and oblivious Spinner and Shigaraki. At one point, it looks like Shigaraki is about to decay Hawks' wings in the background. Dabi groans before running after Toga and Twice. 

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NEW F/O List!!!

Romantic F/Os💖

Scarecrow (DC/BTAS/TNBA/Nolanverse/Arkham Knight/Arkham Asylum/Fear State/Brave and The Bold/Injustice 2/Happy Halloween Scooby Doo/Tomorrowverse/Harley Quinn Series)

Mad Hatter (DC/BTAS)

Joker (DC/BTAS/The Batman Series)

Ragdoll (DC/The Batman Series)

Riddler (DC/The Batman Series)

Penguin (DC/The Batman Series)

Question (DC/Justice League Unlimited)

Harley Quinn (DC/Harley Quinn Series/Injustice 2)

Luigi (Mario)

Bowser (Mario)

ENA (Dream BBQ)

NOS-4-A2 (Buzz Lightyear Of Star Command)

Zurg (Buzz Lightyear Of Star Command)

Ty Parsec (Buzz Lightyear Of Star Command)

Bezel (Chikn Nuggit)

Dabi (MHA)

Tenya Ida (MHA)

Tomura Shigaraki (MHA)

Hawks (MHA)

Toga Himiko (MHA)

Eijirou Kirishima (MHA)

Doc Ock (Spectacular Spider Man)

Electro (Spectacular Spider Man)

Shocker (Spectacular Spider Man)

Eddie Brock/Venom (Venom Movie)

Meta Knight (Kirby)

Sammy Lawrence (BATIM)

Zavok (Sonic)

Zazz (Sonic)

Wes Weasley (Adventures Of Sonic The Hedgehog)(Childhood crush)

Spawn (Image Comics)

Dr Facilier (Princess and The Frog)

Maleficent (Sleeping Beauty)

Jafar (Aladdin)

Claude Frollo (Hunchback Of Notre Dame(Disney)

Snatcher (Hat In Time)

Dr Nefarious (Ratchet and Clank)

Bender (Futurama)

Father (Kids Next Door)

Scar (Alien Vs Predator)

Right Hand Man (Henry Stickmin)

Chris McLean (Total Drama)

Izzy (Total Drama)

Narrator (Stanley Parable)

Neo Cortex (Crash Bandicoot)

Matt (Eddsworld)

Blitzø (Helluva Boss)

Paimon (Helluva Boss)

Kronk (Emperor's New Groove)

Alastor (Hazbin Hotel)

Zestial Moore (Hazbin Hotel)

Tabi (FNF)

Garcello (FNF)

Freddy Krueger (Nightmare On Elm Street)

Dr Strangeglove (Moshi Monsters)

Dr Krankcase (Skylanders)

Captain Hook (Peter Pan)

Wally Darling (Welcome Home)

Peppino (Pizza Tower)

Vigilante (Pizza Tower)

Drakken (Kim Possible)

Strangled Red (Poképasta)

Sniper (Team Fortress 2)

Korekiyo Shinguji (Danganronpa)

MX (Mario.EXE)

SCP-049 (SCP)

Katz (Courage The Cowardly Dog)

Freaky Fred (Courage The Cowardly Dog)

Computer (Courage The Cowardly Dog)

HIM (Powerpuff Girls)

Espresso Cookie (Cookie Run: Kingdom)

Clover Cookie (Cookie Run: Kingdom)

Bob Velseb (Spooky Month)

Agent Trout (We Bare Bears)

Mordecai Heller (Lackadaisy)

Jack Horner (Puss In Boots)

Zenitsu (Demon Slayer)

Silver Spoon (Inanimate Insanity)

Black Hat (Villainous)

Walker (Danny Phantom)

Skulker (Danny Phantom)

Fred (Scooby Doo)

Caine (The Amazing Digital Circus)

Devil (The Cuphead Show)

Jack O Lantern (Grim Adventures Of Billy and Mandy)

General Skarr (Evil Con Carne)

Simon Belmont (Captain N The Game Master)(Childhood crush)

Emperor Belos (Owl House)

Sub Zero (Mortal Kombat)

Stocking (Panty and Stocking)

Kiyoshi (Hanazuki)

Jack Sparrow (Pirates Of The Caribbean)

Nikku (FNF)

Six (BFB)

Lesley (DHMIS)

Sasha Waybright (Amphibia)

Astral (Yu-Gi-Oh Zexal)(Childhood crush)

Vulture (Spectacular Spider Man)

Rainbow Dash (My Little Pony)(Childhood crush)

Discord (My Little Pony)(Childhood crush)

Mr Scatterbrain (Mr Men/Mr Men Show)(Childhood crush)

Ales Mansay (Rayman)(Childhood crush)

Mr Nonsense (Mr Men)(Childhood crush)

DangerGrid Of Doom (Skatoony)(Childhood crush)

Platonic F/Os⚘️

Kuromi (Sanrio)

Cinnamoroll (Sanrio)

Chococat (Sanrio)

ENA (Season 1)

Moony (ENA)

Bendy (BATDR)

Ellie Rose (Henry Stickmin)

Charles Calvin (Henry Stickmin)

Reginald Copperbottom (Henry Stickmin)

Demencia (Villainous)

Benrey (Half Life)

Hatsune Miku (Vocaloid)

Kasane Teto (Vocaloid)

Kagamine Rin (Vocaloid)

Hex (FNF)

Annie (FNF)

Pom Pom (FNF)

Cassette Girl (FNF)

Boyfriend (FNF)

Girlfriend (FNF)

Carol (FNF)

Ash (FNF)

Selever (FNF)

Ruv (FNF)

Nikusa (FNF)

Solazar (FNF)

Rascal (FNF)

Dr Springheel (FNF)

Tankman (Tankmen)

Tord (Eddsworld)

Eduardo (Eddsworld)

Matilda (Eddsworld/Ellsworld)

Zanta Claws (Eddsworld)

Elvira Mistress Of The Dark

Rayman (Rayman/Animated Series/Captain Laserhawk)

Globox (Rayman)

Grand Minimus (Rayman)

Tessa (Skylanders)

Mags (Skylanders)

Eye Brawl (Skylanders)

Flynn (Skylanders)

Hugo (Skylanders)

Bambi (Bambi)

Faline (Bambi)

SpongeBob SquarePants

Patrick Star (SpongeBob)

Sandy Cheeks (SpongeBob)

Plankton (SpongeBob)

Karen Plankton (SpongeBob)

Tiana (Princess and The Frog)

Charlotte (Princess and The Frog)

Tanjiro Kamado (Demon Slayer)

Poppet (Moshi Monsters)

Luvli (Moshi Monsters)

Oogie Boogie (Nightmare Before Christmas)

Charlie Morningstar (Hazbin Hotel)

Angel Dust (Hazbin Hotel)

Vortex (Helluva Boss)

Queen Bee-Zlebub (Helluva Boss)

Bunny (Courage The Cowardly Dog)

Kitty (Courage The Cowardly Dog)

Anne Boonchuy (Amphibia)

Red Action (OK K.O)

Puss In Boots

Frost Queen Cookie (Cookie Run: Kingdom)

Strawberry Crepe Cookie (Cookie Run: Kingdom)

Cherry Blossom Cookie (Cookie Run: Kingdom)

Squid Ink Cookie (Cookie Run: Kingdom)

Daizy (Wow Wow Wubbzy)

Widget (Wow Wow Wubbzy)

Rocko (Rocko's Modern Life)

Filburt (Rocko's Modern Life)

Gordi (Unicorn Wars)

Maria (Unicorn Wars)

Toaster (Brave Little Toaster)

Luca

Giulia (Luca)

Lord X (Sonic.EXE)

Majin Sonic

Hypno (Poképasta)

Bubble (BFDI)

4 (BFB)

X (BFB)

Cofi (Chikn Nuggit)

Rabbid Rosalina (Mario + Rabbids)

Iris (Pokémon)

Shaggy (Scooby Doo)

Freckles (Lackadaisy)

Gia (Madagascar)

Alex (Madagascar)

Melman (Madagascar)

Private (Madagascar)

Corporal (Madagascar)

Soft Mouse (FNF: Soft)

Charlie (Smiling Friends)

Pim (Smiling Friends)

Gretchen (Camp Lazlo)

Edward (Camp Lazlo)

Patsy (Camp Lazlo)

Mario

Yoshi (Mario)

Peach (Mario)

Daisy (Mario)

Rosalina (Mario)

Toad (Mario)

Boo (Mario)

King Boo (Mario)

Wario (Mario)

Sonic The Hedgehog

Amy Rose (Sonic)

Vector (Sonic)

Chip (Sonic)

Orbot (Sonic)

Knuckles (Sonic Movie)

Tom Wachowski (Sonic Movie)

Maddie Wachowski (Sonic Movie)

Po (Teletubbies)

Laa-Laa (Teletubbies)

Fleegle (Banana Splits)

Alice (DC/BTAS)

Donutella

Rango

Beans (Rango)

Mao Mao (Mao Mao: HOPH)

Badgerclops (Mao Mao: HOPH)

Nazz (Ed, Edd N Eddy)

Familial F/Os💙

Bandit (Bluey)

Chilli (Bluey)

Radley (Bluey)

Frisky (Bluey)

Calypso (Bluey)

Brandy (Bluey)

Eda Clawthorne (Owl House)

Raine Whispers (Owl House)

Lilith Clawthorne (Owl House)

Millie (Helluva Boss)

Moxxie (Helluva Boss)

Stolas (Helluva Boss)

Asmodeus (Helluva Boss)

Fizzarolli (Helluva Boss)

Rosie (Hazbin Hotel)

Lucifer Morningstar (Hazbin Hotel)

Jack Skellington (Nightmare Before Christmas)

Sally (Nightmare Before Christmas)

Moominpappa (Moomin)

Moominmamma (Moomin)

Mama White (Sanrio)

Papa White (Sanrio)

Hugo, Victor and Laverne (Hunchback Of Notre Dame(Disney)

King Andrias (Amphibia)

Olivia (Amphibia)

Lila (Spooky Month)

Jaune (Spooky Month)

John (Spooky Month)

Wallace (Wallace and Gromit)

Lady Tottington (Wallace and Gromit)

Muriel Bagge (Courage The Cowardly Dog)

Yor Forger (Spy X Family)

Loid Forger (Spy X Family)

Sarvente (FNF)

Chris (FNF)

Alicia (Pokémon)

Alice (Pokémon)

Taki (Friday Night Fever)

Count Bleck (Mario)

Tippi (Mario)

Vanilla (Sonic)

Optimus Prime (Transformers)

Ventriloquist and Scarface (DC/BTAS)

Catwoman (DC/The Batman 2004)

Connor (Detroit: Become Human)

Hank Anderson (Detroit: Become Human)

Jason Voorhess (Friday The 13th)

Pamela Voorhees (Friday The 13th)

Ragatha (The Amazing Digital Circus)

Dr Eggman (Sonic)

Sibling F/Os🦋

Moomintroll (Moomin)

Snorkmaiden (Moomin)

Snork (Moomin)

Octavia (Helluva Boss)

Bluey

Bingo (Bluey)

Rusty (Bluey)

Slushi (Chikn Nuggit)

Sprig Plantar (Amphibia)

Marcy Wu (Amphibia)

Mabel Pines (Gravity Falls)

Wendy (Gravity Falls)

Melony (SMG4)

Meilin Lee (Turning Red)

Abby Park (Turning Red)

Jenny Wakeman (My Life As A Teenage Robot)

Soft BF (FNF: Soft)

Madelyn Dinkley (Scooby Doo)

Streber (Spooky Month)

Tails (Sonic)

Rasazy (FNF)

Mindy (SpongeBob)

Nezuko (Demon Slayer)

Darrell (OK K.O)

Shannon (OK K.O)

Fink (O.K KO)

Dee Dee (Dexter's Laboratory)

Edd/Double D (Ed Edd n Eddy)

Collector (Owl House)

Child F/Os🍰

Child versions of Blitzø, Stolas, Octavia, Fizzarolli (Helluva Boss)

Oliver (Helluva Boss)

Pom Pom (Bluey)

Lila (Bluey)

Cyan Fitzgerald (Todd McFarlane's Spawn Series)

Ashley (Warioware)

Penny (Warioware)

Kat & Ana (Warioware)

9-Volt (Warioware)

Julianna Scott (Sanrio)

Nifty (Hazbin Hotel)

Eri (MHA)

Kota Izumi (MHA)

Maggie Simpson (Simpsons)

Nugget (Super Meat Boy)

Anya Forger (Spy X Family)

Bubbles (Powerpuff Girls)

Adorabat (Mao Mao: HOPH)

Skid (Spooky Month)

Pump (Spooky Month)

Robert (Spooky Month)

Hat Kid (Hat In Time)

Sam (Trick R Treat)

Cream (Sonic)

Kirby

Orbulon (Warioware)

SCP-053 (SCP)

Baby Doll (DC/BTAS)

Cub (Happy Tree Friends)

Lazlo (Camp Lazlo)

Cubot (Sonic)

Dogday (Smiling Critters/Poppy Playtime)

Hoppy Hopscotch (Smiling Critters/Poppy Playtime)

Hello Kitty (Sanrio)

My Melody (Sanrio/Onegai My Melody)

X (BFB)

Snorky (Banana Splits)

Lumas (Mario)

Baby versions of Mario, Luigi (Mario)

Onion Cookie (Cookie Run: Kingdom)

Three Diablos (Puss In Boots)

QT (FNF)

Pet F/Os🐈

Gidget (Secret Life Of Pets)

Daisy (Secret Life Of Pets)

Chloe (Secret Life Of Pets)

Fat Nuggets (Hazbin Hotel)

Keekee (Hazbin Hotel)

King (Owl House)

Thumper (Bambi)

SCP-999 (SCP)

SCP-131 (SCP)

Artemis (Sailor Moon)

Diana (Sailor Moon)

Luna (Sailor Moon)

Zero (Nightmare Before Christmas)

Perrito (Puss In Boots)

Kitty Softpaws (Puss In Boots)

Gary (SpongeBob)

Ringo (Eddsworld)

Pipsqueak (The Lorax)

Shirousa, Kurousa, Strawberryusa, Blueberryusa, Momousa, Vanilla, Aousa, Pandausa, Balletusa, Primausa (Sugarbunnies)

Pusheen The Cat

Cheezborger (Chikn Nuggit)

Chikn Nuggit

Muffin (Bluey)

Socks (Bluey)

505 (Villainous)

My Sweet Piano (Sanrio)

Feathers McGraw (Wallace and Gromit)

Gromit (Wallace and Gromit)

Jeffrey The Land Shark (Marvel/It's Jeff Comics)

Polterpup (Luigi's Mansion)

Jess (Postman Pat)

Garfield

Odie (Garfield)

Bond (Spy X Family)

Le Quack (Courage The Cowardly Dog)

Courage The Cowardly Dog

Pikachu, Jigglypuff, Hypno, Eevee, Sylveon, Darkrai, Piplup, Pichu, Wynaut, Manaphy, Togepi, Pawmi, Mudkip, Torchic, Chikorita, Jirachi, Emolga, Axew, Cosmog, Mew, Celebi, Zorua, Minccino, Cinccino, Ralts, Latios, Latias, Riolu, Lucario, Buneary, Dwebble, Altaria, Swablu, Quaxly, Gengar, Misdreavus (Pokémon)

Shinto (FNF: Lullaby)

Scooby Doo

Chao (Sonic)

Rilakkuma

Zippy (TUFF Puppy)

Pugsley (Dead End: Paranormal Park)

#my f/os #f/o #f/o community #romantic f/o #platonic f/o #familal f/o #pet f/o #child f/o #sibling f/o #comfort characters

[ilovescaredysquirrel2]

I was the first person in America to watch Butterfly Tale!

Okay, so Butterfly Tale and Migration are both the BEST animated movies of 2023 in my opinion and you can't even compare them to the others!!! I wish Butterfly Tale got released in America and other countries because it was amazing. It makes me so mad that Disney can use A.I on a movie yet it still beat an original and adorable story about friendship and self confidence.

There are a lot of things I loved about Butterfly Tale, which I literally been waiting months to see, but let's start with the creative story and characters! Can we all just appreciate the "funny" villain tropes for a sec? I mean, I don't like these stereotypic evil cackle, mustache twirling villains like in old Disney movies. I like the funny, silly villains that aren't super threatening, but threatening enough to know they're the bad guys. The villain birds in Butterfly Tale were actually pretty creative! It's giving Gabu's pack from One Stormy Night, mixed with the Greasers from CatDog, and I'm here for it!!! Like, one of the birds was even missing an eye like Giro did in One Stormy Night, that also happened to be bitten off by the main character's dad. Like, there's no way they weren't inspired by One Stormy Night a little bit! I'm so happy. I also loved the designs too (I thought they were magpies at first but they were colorful and they were big enough to be hawks so idk what they were) but it was mostly the girl who was colorful. They didn't give her the stereotypic female design with big eyes and chest, they just made her more colorful. Even though the Butterflies also had human like designs, nobody was sexualized! The designs also looked good against the backgrounds and it blended in so nicely. You gotta love Marty's design and how he was as a caterpillar and as a butterfly. I also like the symbolism as turning into a butterfly is like puberty for caterpillars, instead of having adult caterpillars which doesn't make sense (**cough cough** Disney Bugs life).

We also got to appreciate the mother-son aspect with Patrick and his mom, and the symbolism for Patrick's disability is that one of his wings is smaller than the other. His mom was trying to protect him so much, kind of like Mei's grandma was in One stormy night. I found it most sad when Patrick got separated from his mother in the movie, (i don't wanna give spoilers tho). I also love Margaret's design too, she's a super sweet mom! This movie has a lot of girl power too, not just with Margaret, but with Jennifer and Lily's relationship, and also with the chief of the butterflies being a woman! I know it's not a big deal anymore, but I like seeing girl power. Speaking of Jennifer and Lily, they were adorable characters and Lily was such a supportive friend. I also like how they made Jennifer strong and confident but also gave her a soft side with her being afraid of heights. She kind of reminded me of Scaredy Squirrel in a way (there were a few characters who reminded me of Scaredy Squirrel too tho). Jennifer also learned to face her fears, sorry if that's another spoiler.

This movie was so adorable, the humor was also really good and the songs were too! I actually loved the "one liners", ike the little jokes that background characters made. This is another reason why I love foreign animated movies that are dubbed, the background characters will sometimes say really funny things. (Example, like when Marty said he fell asleep in the trailer that was full of the milkweed, one of the guys in the background were like "Who sleeps in a trailer?" and also one of the birds were like "Don't you know anything about politics?" after they lost direction). Pink Parrot is also a pretty underrated company, and I bet this is their best movie. I haven't seen Snowtime yet, but that loos cute and fun! I love Oops Noah is Gone (which was also titled "All creatures Big & Small" for some reason... not to be confused with Big & Small, the puppet show with the toothpaste meme). ScaryGirl doesn't look like that good of a movie though, but I'm not a fan of spooky stuff. I think I'll stick to Butterfly Tale and Oops Noah is Gone.

Anyway, tell me what you think! If you have the streaming service Crave, PLEASE WATCH BUTTERFLY TALE! It's so worth it! I wish this could have been nominated for 2023 Oscars but no.... Migration didn't get nominated either which I think is equally an amazing movie (although Butterfly Tale appeals to me more personally, they're both my type of movie tho). Also, if you're in Canada and was lucky enough to see this amazing movie in theaters, share your thoughts!

#butterfly tale movie #butterfly tale #le légende du papillon #butterfly tale 2023 #animated movies 2023 #animated movies 2024 #my thoughts #pink parrot

[slashingdisneypasta]

Cruella De Vil x Fem!Seamstress!Reader || Oneshot

Plot: Plot?... uh, I saw a picture on Pinterest of a bat corset (From JanesCorsets on Etsy) and wanted to see my wife in it XD Thats pretty much it. But um. Uh- This'll do;

You sew your boss into her outfit for the party tonight and some unexpected feelings come to life in the pit of your belly. And maybe other places, up higher.

When Cruella notices... she offers you a deal.

Warnings: Reader has a wandering eye and there's a splash of blackmail on Cruella's end.

Tagging: @asperol-with-izzy , @disney-android-foundation , @ghouletka , @lady-love88 , @marinerainbow , and @ryantryan6969 .

She looked amazing in the bat corset and skirt- and thankfully, it wasn't made of bat skin.

... it was painted crocodile leather and silk lining. But still, the fact that you managed to talk the fashion hawk of London out of killing a 50 bats for her corset and skirt combo, was an achievement.

And she really did look good in it. As you sewed her into it (Yes, the outfit needed to be sewed around her), you couldn't help but notice that fact. And not in a seamstress kind of way- in a lesbian way. Vaguely you were aware that these thoughts were unprofessional, thoughts like fuck is this woman hot and maybe i should do some last-minute adjustments to the breast plate,.. but also, working for her was unprofessional to start with. The House of De Vil was more like a battle field or Italy with the Borgia Family in charge; filled with betrayal and visciousness. So merely noticing Cruella's tits didn't really seem like that big a sin.

Once you'd managed to sew the back of Cruella's corset closed tightly, so she could not slouch and so it wouldn't come loose, you take your little thread scissors and cut the string free. Then you make sure that all the string is hidden away, and no loose ends hang free... then back up to get a good look at the outfit as a whole.

... good work, if you do say so yourself. (Its not as if she'll tell you so, after all. The cold, wicked bitch that she is- even if she is remarkably appealing all of a sudden)

As you smirk and appreciate your excellent handy work (Why be humble, anyway?? You weren't hired for humble), Cruella becomes impatient. "... Well?? Are you finished?? It looks like the drawing, so I assume you are- "

"-'It looks like the picture'?? Cruella, this is a masterpiece." You snap back, waiving a hand dismissively at her. You were never one to let your work by unappreciated- even by Cruella De Vil. Never. "Take it in!; you got a wall fulla' mirrors here. The dress, and the woman in it, look beautiful."

"Ugh, honestly. You are a pest Y/N." Cruella snaps back, rolling her eyes and scowling with those pretty painted lips of hers. She doesn't, however, threaten your job like she would anyone else for the lip you just gave her. Why?? Well you both know you're the best in your field. You can speak to her any way you want- she'll never risk you getting scooped up by a competitor. All her best outfits have been by you. Have had your name sewed minutely on the inside somewhere.

... For example, this particular outfit, has you name sewed into one of the breast cups- and right now as you look at her you're quite pleased you decided to put it there this time.

Cruella's eyes stray from her form in the mirror to you; catches your gaze on her chest. " -what are you looking at??"

"My work, madam." You shrug, smoothly, brushing it off with a sarcastic tone and lifting your eyes to hers- a challenging look on your face. ... is she gonna say anything?

Her eyes, so like a snake's from beneath a rock, settle on you darkly and challenge you right back. You wish you could say this was out of the ordinary, that you didn't often engage in optical battle with your employer; but you cant. This is a regular occurrence. So you don't have any trouble giving her the eye right back for a few moments.

"... I could've sworn you were staring at my chest, darling, like some common pervert. Am I wrong??" She knows she's not wrong. You know she's not wrong.

... You part your lips to say something, but the hesitation was just enough chance for her to strike. Damnit. With her hands (Claws) on her defined hips, Cruella narrows her eyes. "-because if you were, I'd have to file a harassment complaint- or something else silly, that the board always waffle on about." For a split second, you feel frustrated- but then Cruella simpers. She pouts her lips, and bats her eyelashes. She approaches you in that skin tight black leather bat corset and while you stand there perfectly relaxed, albeit a little honestly surprised, Cruella curls a loose strand of your hair around one of her talons. "... or," Or? "We could come to some sort of agreement? What do you think?"

Narrowing your eyes suspiciously, you squint at her. "... -are you serious??"

"As the plague, darling!" Her eyes go wide, almost innocent. When you don't respond, she sighs huffily with impatience. "Look- I haven't had a woman in months because of work. And I know you haven't had a woman in months- yes, I'm well aware you're a lesbian, dear." Well, its not as if you hide it; there's a sapphic erotica novel sitting on your desk that you've been flipping through on lunch breaks. "And I also know, that neither of us are going to meet anyone outside of work for months still, because I'm about to push the work load even further," That gives you pause, and you almost drop your jaw in outrage. She's what!?- Goddamit, this woman already has you all working 10 hour days in this hellhole- but Cruella just goes on. "So, I suggest that since we work so closely, together, anyway... -and also since you're not terribly offensive to be around... that we... " She shrugs, that pouty simpering 'innocent' look once again on her pretty face. "Make the best of it. Hm?"

With this woman's fingers in your hair, and her heated eyes on you, and her cleavage in front of you- it seems like a dream opportunity.

But you're not a dumb woman.

After an obvious look downwards towards her breasts, you give her pointed, raised-eyebrow-look. "What's the catch?"

She shrugs. She knows you're not a dumb woman. "You forfeit the chance to find a meaningful relationship outside of work, your whole life stays at work, I own you pretty much... but I already do, so that doesn't really change, does it?"

"... you own me??" You ask, deftly. Hmm... you kinda like that.

"What?.. You didn't read your employment contract?" She smiles broadly, and you're not sure if she's joking or not to be quite honest. Because no, you did not. Not fully; You were drinking when you signed it.

To be quite honest, though, you don't particularly care right now. She's right, you haven't had anything to do with another woman's body except to fit her, for too long. Your pussy's practically screaming for a fuck right now- you can barely think.

... would this be much different from your life already? You life is work- how else does one get as good as you are? And you've never been very good at relationships... not platonic ones, and not romantic ones. You're good for fashion, lesbian sex and the occasional scathing insult; thats it.

So this, with Cruella who's no slouch in at least 2 of those things as well (To your knowledge thus far), sounds...

Kind of perfect.

~

Instead of responding, instead of attempting to outdo her with the words she's so clearly superior with, you take the beautiful woman's face in your hands and draw her in for your first kiss which she responds to with intense satisfaction. Your hands trail down her neck, over the smooth skin of her chest and the tops of her soft breasts, then over the rough leather of her corset while her long, painted talon's scratch gently over your cheeks probably leaving marks behind.

After a few moments of voracious kissing, you both pull back; a satisfied smile on your lips and a gleeful on on hers.

"Excellent~ ... meet me at my home after the event, darling."

"See you then."

#Cruella De Vil x Reader Oneshot #Cruella De Vil x Reader #Cruella De Vil #Oneshot #Cruella De Vil 1996 #Cruella De Vil 1996 x Reader #Disney Villains #Disney Villains x Reader

[its-tiamat]

Hello! Good luck on your driving exam and your uni :D I want to request something, but no need to rush okay, take your time ^^ sooo my request is.... shigaraki, miruko, and hawks (oh and it's only if you're alright with three characters ofc!) headcanons! welllll so... i'm this type of person who sings when i'm doing something, whether it's doing chores, playing games, or working on my homeworks. i also sing to my cat and act as if i'm a disney character ksskjsjs. Anddd yeah if it's okay i want to request hcs with this type of s/o who sings in their daily life as if they're a disney/musical character ksksks i hope my request makes sense!! Thank you so much, I hope you're doing great!

|| WITH A S/O THAT LIKES TO SING ||

Awww this is so sweet! Anyway, sorry for the long wait, I'm usually faster with requests but yeah. Uni. I'll probs be a bit slower with requests now, but I hope you'll keep liking my lil headcanons!

Pairings: Shigaraki × reader • Miruko × reader • Hawks × reader

Shigaraki looked at you weird when he noticed you dancing around your house, watering your plants and singing to them.

You stopped when your eyes met his, and raised a brow as to ask him if everything was alright.

"Plants can't hear you," he said.

"But you can." You smiled.

He scoffed and shoved his hands in the pockets of his sweatshirt. Of course he could hear you. How could you be so relaxed around a deadly villain was still a mystery to him.

"I...'msorry. Didn't wanna bother." You lowered your head, thinking how annoying you must have sounded to him.

"No!" Tomura lifted his hand, as to reach you as you turned around to silently complete your chore. "I like it. Kinda. It's just... unusual."

People were always so stiff around him, yet here you were singing and dancing with a watering can in your hands. For unusual that it was, he had found himself listening to your songs, muttering along to your favorite ones when you weren't listening.

He took a step, half turning on himself in a cranky emulation of your dance, before tripping on his own feet and falling to the ground. You failed to keep in your laugh, as he groaned and moved his hair to the side to look up at you.

"I like it. Please, don't stop singing."

He makes sure you never doubt how much he enjoys hearing your voice again. However, I don't think he'd try to dance with you again soon, he'd be too embarrassed.

Rumi, on the other hand, isn't one to join you or shower you in compliments, although she totally doesn't mind listening to you sing

She'd be the type to have voice notes of you singing that she listens to when she's having a rough day, without ever mentioning it to you. She fears it would cringe you too much.

But I mean, it's so relaxing to listen to you singing as you cook dinner, whenever she can get to stay for dinner and forger her responsibilities for a while.

If you're really really lucky you might hear her humming along to your favorite songs, but it's almost impossible to hear her sing out loud.

Yep, she's kinda self conscious bc her voice is more on the contralto side so she can't really hit those high "princess notes" you nonchalantly sing in. I feel like she'd be one to shrug off your reassurance on how pretty her voice really is, but it could actually have a deep impact on how she perceives herself.

The only way to get her to sing a bit is to blast loud ass music in the car and let her drive down a highway at top speed.

Those are the only times she sings more than you, mostly because you're busy gripping your seat

"Rumi babe, couldn't you slow do-"

"Hah! Like hell! Dis song is fire!"

He loves loves loves hearing you sing, and showers you with compliments.

"Mmmh babe your voice is so pretty."

"You sing so well, it's like a lullaby."

Also calls you "My little Songbird" and it melts your heart every time.

Sometimes youre doing your homework in your room while he's busy outside or in another room when you start singing, and after a few seconds some red feathers start twirling around you as he wants to hear you better.

He's loves pretending to be in a musical with you, and will totally duet you if you ask him to. He still prefers to listen to your voice than to his own of course, but there's something so intimate to him in hearing your voices harmonizing over the lyrics.

Wanna dance in the living room, hand in hand like that scene in The Beauty & The Beast? Asking him may sound a little corny, but he's already smiling like a lovestruck idiot simply at the idea of doing it.

Again, there are feathers everywhere as he doesn't want to lose the tune of your voice if the music is too loud.

Also because romantic mood, and it's like dancing in a rain of red rose petals.

He will fall asleep if you sing to him, like hum to him softly while combing his hair with a hand and it's a matter of seconds before he's sleeping soundly.

masterlist

taglist: @ok-what-now-huh  @liberace2 @whiteusagi   @help-idk-what-my-life-is @comehome2myheart   @peachysuguru   @iam-mentally-unstable

tell me if you want to be added!

#mha headcanons #bnha headcanons #mha shigaraki #shigaraki x reader #shigaraki tomura #shigaraki headcanons #miruko headcanons #rumi usagiyama #bnha miruko #miruko x reader #bnha hawks #hawks headcanons #keigo takami x reader #keigo takami #takami keigo #mha hawks #hawks x reader

[gentrychild]

Idea: how would each member of the IC of Anyone act if they happened to find themselves in the middle of the movie Purge?

I have never watched those movies but basically, any crime is legal for an entire night and if people come into your house to kill you, you're on your own.

I am going to assume this is the BNHA version of the movie purge, where people have quirks, and the Purge was made to remind people how good they had it now that there were quirk laws since the Dawn of Quirks. It also happens in the US.

Kurogiri

He finds himself a nice home in which to chill and does not move from there. He is not interested in fighting. He doesn't care about the general craziness. He might pick up a cat there. Anyone trying to break into this very nice home will be warped into another city but people are welcome if they want to also chill.

Nagisa

Nagisa would be absolutely terrified. She is a hacker. She isn't used to violence and right now, she is in a setting where people might want to gleefully murder her for unknown reasons. She is clinging to Kurogiri's arm the whole time. Before Kurogiri stops her, she keeps watching the horrible image of the CCTV.

Dabi

He would go out, robs a grocery store, and incinerates anything trying to implement the grocery curse. He finally arrives to wherever Kurogiri and Nagisa are, extremely smug.

He meant to leave again and to keep an eye on Shouto who is running around (of course he is) but, and he will deny it to his dying breath, he stays in the fancy house to reassure Nagisa. Between Kurogiri and him, more and more people flock to the house (who might be a villa now that I think about it) to seek sanctuary. They watch Disney movies the whole night.

Hawks and Shouto

They are out there, saving people. An entire night of running/flying around and preventing violent crimes. At dawn, they have to call Kurogiri to pick them up and get them to safety because they are too exhausted/in pain to go back. They are haunted by all the people they didn't manage to save.

All for One

Two things can happen:

1 - AFO doesn't change anything to his habit. This man goes to the restaurant, does some shopping, enjoy whatever is still open during the night without worrying one bit because if anyone attacks him, he can simply vaporize them.

He is untouchable.

2 - Or, to prove a point, AFO commits all the non violent crimes, proving by A + B that the Purge is a very stupid moves. He starts fires? Whoops, no fireman to take care of those. He commits some good old industrial spying and gives enterprises secrets? Well, have fun watching a behemoth of a company falling from one day to another and special, hand-picked companies being the ones with a monopoly on the market. He does all the white collar crimes, he makes people destitute and others richer than ever, he just brings chaos wherever he goes.

Izuku

Every people who had a hand in implementing the Purge and who is benefiting from it is killed. It starts with the President then it trickled down, like a curse.

Their bodyguard can't save them. Whoever is doing this is unstoppable. All those powerful people who thought they were untouchable are freaking out but whoever is killing them can't be killed, can't be bribed, and can't be reasoned.

Five minutes before the Purge ends, this grim figure wearing a hoodie warns them that the members of the government who implements such laws do not deserve to live and that on every Purge night, he will find them and force them to know what the victims of the Purge, those people who are too poor to flee the country or to hire people to protect them, have to go through.

That person disappears before the eyes of a dozen of people as soon as the Purge night is over.

By the time the next Purge arrives, laws are in place where it's now illegal to kill politicians/people who have large companies (money, read money).

It doesn't save them.

In the next week, the Purge is abolished.

#I realized that I couldn't make an AU where the Anyone crew lived in a society that allowed the Purge #First because there is no way Star and Stripe or All Might wouldn't fight tooth and nail against it and WIN #But also because I call bullshit on the idea that people would start killing their neighbors just because there is one night a year #where this is allowed #You cannot make me believe that entire communities wouldn't band together to protect themselves and their weakest members #You cannot make me believe that the people with dark urges wouldn't be a minority #And that the majority wouldn't be good and wouldn't protect each other #I call bullshit on any narrative that says human beings are bad and only waiting for a chance to lash out #anyone fic #anyone: absurd ranking

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Silly little Kingdom Hearts HC

SeaSalt Trio Edition:

They're roommates, but only Axel pays the rent cuz he wanna be the big brother in this. Yes, Saix has to help.

Roxas spent hours playing Tony Hawk games and swears THAT'S how he learned how to skate.

Axel is the one to know the truth and even has photo evidence this claim is in fact false.

Xion likes dolls and is often scrolling through the OOAK tag.

Axel is terrified of going into Xion's room because he's terrified of dolls and her room is filled with some that he finds specially creepy.

Roxas isn't scared of dolls, but hates live sized dolls because they're too close to uncanny valley to him.

Xion is currently making a life size doll from scratch.

No, Rox and Axel are not pleased, but definitely support their friend.

Roxas has fake tattoo sleeves.

Axel has a few tattoos he quite likes it, but his favorite is of a fiery axolotl.

The one he hates and go to great lengths in hiding is a small crooked star with "u dood it" written inside. It was all shits in gigs when he did it, but now he hates it.

Xion has a heart tattooed near her left eye because of Draculaura.

She has vampire fang piercings on her upper lips, Vanitas was the one to pierce it.

Axel has a ton of piercings, bridge on his nose, quite a few ear piercings since it's the area he least feels pain and recently made dimple piercings he loves it and Saix constantly makes fun of saying it's "bread crumb piercing".

Roxas has regularly pierced ears plus one upper helix piercing on his left ear.

Roxas is a bottle blonde.

Axel is a bottle redhead.

Xion is a bottle brunette.

Yes, they let their roots grow to make dye nights and paint each other's hair.

Saix is a bottle... "Bluette"? No, he does not take dye nights, he prefers going to an actual hair salon to dye his hair professionally.

Someone uses blue lenses, but they don't know if it's Roxas or Xion, or even if it's from a third person.

Axel says he has a pretty eclectic music taste but actually he only hears to ex-Disney Channel star's music. His favorite is Selena Gomez and he stans Rare Beauty.

Roxas is the actual eclectic one, he actually knows how to play drums even.

Xion is a metalhead. Low-key, she hears on a basis Metallica, Slipknot, Iron Maiden and System of a Down, but in true she adores Tenacious D.

Axel is the only one that dates, yes it's Saix, how did you know?

Saix is the mom and Axel tries to be the responsible dad, but he's as irresponsible as Rox and Xion.

Xion loves goth and lolita fashion.

Roxas will not admit, but loves 2000's emo fashion.

Axel likes hipster fashion. Yes, even the mustaches.

Xion overdresses, Axel is Adam Sandler and Roxas is the middle term.

Xion loves Phantom of the Opera and even has a rose with a black ribbon tattooed.

Roxas wants to do a tattoo, but doesn't know what his first tattoo should be.

#kingdom hearts #kingdom hearts 358/2 days #kingdom hearts 2 #xion #axel #roxas #saix #headcanons #hcs #seasalt trio #kh #kh2 #kh 358/2 days