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chrisevansonly · 1 year

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Request of Chris Evans proposing his shy girlfriend, reader in Disney land

A Magic Proposal

Chris Evans x Female Reader

Summary: Warm sun, your favourite person beside you, a whole day spent at his favourite place in the world. When the sun goes down and the fireworks start, could life get any better?

Warnings: non, very sweet, Disney adult Chris (deserves a warning lol) just fluffy cuteness

A/N: Thank you for sending this in nonnie, I hope I did okay! I’m such a sap for proposals and marriage, I can’t wait for that one day! I feel like this is bad, but I’ve been having weird writers block, so I apologize in advance! I also did the proposal outside of Disney just because I feel like proposing in the park although cute, would make me mortified LOL

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This was the fifth year you’d come with Chris on his family’s annual disney trip. Spending the day navigating the parks, hopping on and off rides, the warm Florida sun, it was a beautiful day. After spending the majority of the morning exploring, everyone decided it was time to get lunch, once everyone had sat down, you noticed Chris had become more fidgety, figuring it was his anxiety, you rested a gentle hand on his knee and leaned over

“You okay my love? If you need a break, I don’t mind going back to the hotel early”

He shook his head, sending you a small yet unconvincing smile

“No no, I’m okay, just eager to get back out on the rides”

You didn’t buy it, but you dropped the subject sending a glance to Lisa who just shrugged her shoulders smiling sweetly at you. Something just seemed off, but you tried not to think about it and just enjoy the rest of the day.

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You continued through the park for the next couple hours until it started to get dark, everyone deciding to head back to the hotel early since you were flying back to Boston tomorrow morning. When you arrived, Chris stopped you before you could go in

“In our bedroom, there is are two boxes on the bed, put those on, get ready, and then meet me in the lobby”

You looked at him weirdly

“Okay…what’s going on...?”

“Just put them on and meet me okay baby?”

He pressed a kiss to your lips, and you sighed softly before letting out a laugh

“Alright Mr. Mysterious, I’ll meet you when I’m done”

He smiled unlocking your door before kissing you once more and then disappearing down the hallway. When you got into the bedroom you noticed the two boxes he was talking about, opening the largest one first you pulled out a gorgeous off-white silk dress, floor length with a slit up the right leg, stopping at your thigh. You held the dress out admiring it, before remembering the other box, which when you opened it a gorgeous pair of white Mach & Mach heels glistened in the sunlight that hit the crystals from the bows and the straps on the shoes. Your jaw dropped while your brain sped up trying to figure out what could Chris possibly have planned.

“Holy shit...”

You snapped out of your daze and decided to get ready, the dress fitting you perfectly and accentuating your body to highlight the parts you normally were more reserved about, and the heels? You’d never felt more like a princess in your entire life, your hair was already presentable from being out all day, so all you did was touch up your makeup, and you were ready to go. What you weren’t expecting was for Scott to be outside your room, a smile on his face and a card in his hand

“Wow, you look fantastic”

“Thanks Scotty, what’s going on?”

He shrugged his shoulders and handed you and envelope when you opened it, a blush fell across your cheeks

“Hi angel, I can only imagine how beautiful you look right now, and I know you might be confused, but follow Scott, and I’ll see you soon, I love you -C”

You looked up at Scott who held his arm out for you to take so you did, following him down to the lobby and towards a black escalade that sat at the doors to the hotel, he opened your door for you and slid in next to you, the driver soon pulling away from the curb and back towards the Disney Park

“Is this where I get murdered and dumped into the mote at the magic kingdom?”

Scott laughed and you joined in shortly after, watching the lights of the castle soon show in the distance

“As morbid as that sounds, no, and at this point, I can’t handle Chris without you, so you’re stuck with us”

The car stopped moments later, only you weren’t in the actual park, you were at a private terrace that overlooked the Magic Kingdom and the castle itself. Scott got out first, giving you a hand, fixing your dress once you were out, he handed you another envelope

“Another one? What’s going on?”

“Just open it Y/N…”

You nodded opening the folded paper and letting out a quiet laugh

“You probably asked Scott if you were getting murdered on the way here and I wouldn’t expect anything different lol the answer is no, but follow the path lit by candles and you’ll get the answer you’re looking for”

You folded up the note, adding it to the other you kept gently in your free hand before noticing the path Chris mentioned in the card. Walking towards it Scott stopped, hugged you tightly and pressed a kiss to your cheek

“This is as far as I go, but you’ll see me again soon.”

You said a goodbye and waited until he got back into the escalade, the car then making its way back where it came from as you walked down the cobblestone walkway. It seemed to go on forever but when you got to the top your heart stopped, there was Chris, dressed in a black tuxedo, a showstopping smile on his face, and you started to piece everything together. He was surrounded by white peonies that lay across the beige brick of the terrace, candles spread out, and a sign behind him with the words ‘Will You Marry Me” lit up in white to match the flowers

“Chris what…you…wait”

He chuckled walking forward to meet you, his hands taking yours as he leaned down to press a kiss to your lips, after pulling away he walked backwards, taking you with him to where he had been originally standing

“I know you know what I’m about to ask you, and you’ve figured it out, but first I need to tell you how absolutely beautiful you look baby”

Tears had already begun to fill your eyes as your cheeks flushed

“T-Thank you love...”

Chris took a deep breath, giving your hands a squeeze before he spoke again

“I can’t begin to describe the past five years, but I know they have been the best five years I could ever ask for. You are the sunshine on my cloudy days, you’re the anchor I need when the days get to rough, and above all you are my best friend, and the love of my life”

You sniffled reaching up to wipe your cheeks gently

“I cannot imagine a life where you aren’t by my side, I can’t imagine a world where your light and love don’t exist, I’m not me without you and I want that for the rest of my life, I never want to go a second, minute, hour or decade without you…so”

You were already a mess and now, watching him get down on one knee and pulling out the little black box that had your dream ring nestled within it, made everything feel ten times more real, and you couldn’t help the little sob that escaped your lips

“Oh Chris…”

“Angel, will you make me the happiest man on the entire planet and marry me?”

You nodded feverishly

“Yes…of course I’ll marry you baby!”

As soon as Chris slid the ring onto your finger, fireworks exploded in the background, hues of white, gold and silver covering the sky, the ring shining against the colourful display happening in the sky. Chris took your face in his hands and kissed you, gently at first before deepening it and holding you close, once you pulled away, he was able to swipe the remaining tears from your cheeks

“I love you so much, I can’t wait to marry you”

He smiled pulling you in for another kiss, moving then to wrap you in his arms

“I love you more baby, forever and always”

You stayed wrapped up in each other’s arms as the fireworks kept going, the saying forever and always you and Chris had, gaining new meaning as you admired the ring that now sat atop your left hand. His family and yours along with friends surprising you all for dinner after, where the celebration continued, and the idea of your future suddenly became more and more exciting. Mrs. Evans certainly has a ring to it.

#chris evans x reader #chris evans x girlfriend!reader #chris evans imagine #chris evans fic #chris evans x wife!reader #chris evans x fluff #chris evans x female reader #ruesanswers #rueswrites #chrisevansxreader #chris evans fanfic #chris evans fluff #chris x reader

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marciabrady · 1 year

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some HOT disney princess takes that you'll hate or love but i fully stand by regardless. lets discuss~

singing/having a powerful voice is aurora's thing, not ariel's! ariel misses her concert in the beginning of the film, struggles with using her auditory voice to effectively communicate, and even gives it up to turn human. it means little/nothing to her and i think people just attribute singing to her, the same way sebastian and her father do, because it's a plot point in her movie meanwhile if ariel knew you all irl she would not be doing sing alongs like that. on the contrary, aurora is literally blessed with the SUPERNATURAL gift of song from birth by a magical fairy, uses it to express herself, and famously sings more than she speaks. so much of aurora's identity is tied into her song and i really think, if there was a singer or someone who owns the "voice" among the princesses, it should be aurora- besides, have you literally ever heard of a more divinely ethereal but also epic and powerful voice than mary costa's??? like don't get me wrong, jodi benson ATE but also after jodi, all the princesses more or less have a similar broadway sound but like no one else can do what aurora did

snow white should be the leader of the princesses. i love cinderella, i do, but snow white was literally the first and imo is the most groundbreaking female character, animated or not, of ALL TIME and she deserves her flowers. also, i think people are FINALLY coming around to see cinderella's value after years of "cinderella ate my daughter" weird misogyny masquerading around as feminism criticisms and i think a lot of that is centered around cinderella being an abuse victim and that's what's warming a lot of people to her...which i love, really i do. but snow white was also abused and, in her film, makes it a point to end the cycle of abuse. she was even the victim of a murder attempt, after which she continues to pick herself up and find shelter and work for her keep, and that gets lost so much and i think, whereas cinderella's dreams center around happiness, snow white singing of the fact that she's dreaming of the nice things someone would say to her and the way she needs grumpy to like her makes so much sense given her background and i literally never EVER see anyone discussing abuse when it comes to snow white. i think if people started talking her character more seriously and analyzing and appreciating it the way y'all do elsa, we would be saved from the heinously bad takes that get attributed to her (see: rachel zegler. that girl has not said ONE valid thing about snow white and her views are so embarrassingly stamped by pseudo online activism from the early 2000s by users that, not only don't realize how dumb they are but also think they're smarter than everyone else because they dabble in armchair psychology, and it's enough)

ariel collecting isn't leaned into as much as it should be tbh (and i'm talking as a serious pastime, not a parody of her never understanding human things that's contingent on her being a mermaid or being totally ignorant to humans)!!! like we get it, belle reads, but i think ariel collecting as a hobby is so much more interesting and well-rounded and nuanced. like, first of all, ariel collecting doesn't eliminate other hobbies, but actually promotes them! like she has books in her grotto, and we see her reading in poyw, but that's not the ONLY thing to her! she probably picks up on so many tiny details about like historical time periods or climates or dress patterns in a way that heightens life and reality and bridges people together because of all the studying she does and it's just soooo interesting to me, as we see things like the historical community evolve on tiktok and people who are fascinated with studying other cultures and the evolution of fandom in general, etc. also, i get this might be super super hot of a take but i think jodi performs certain songs better than she does part of your world...like i do love the song and i think it's more than worthy of being ariel's character's theme song but there's definitely some other bops in there that are just as good, if not better

belle should have a sequel where she gets to be unlikable for a change! even when she is unlikable in the film, it's never perceived as a character fault and linda woolverton's writing/the other characters in the film just blind hero worship and idolize belle and it's creepy tbh and i think it robs her of being a fully realized person that's treated like other people and can build human connections! like, everyone thinks she's stunning and wants a piece of her and never really takes her to task about her character flaws or even mentally challenges her and i think that's why she's so depressed? people only view her as being ultra desirable, whether it's the castle objects seeing her as a beautiful girl that can fall in love with the beast to the point where they ignore the really shady stuff she does, or gaston thinking she's the most beautiful girl in town and wanting to marry her, or even her fans thinking she's the smartest female character who ever breathed and is incapable of flaws. i think if we treated belle more as a person, maybe she could also have an arc in her movie and it wouldn't just be about the beast! also i think it'd be refreshing and we'd allow women to be people, too, and not this "smartest girl in town, but modest about it, prettiest girl in town, but unaware of it, loyal to her father but still stands up for herself, etc etc etc" unrealistic model. belle deserves EQUALS not just admirers who will never measure up to this pedestal they put her on

cinderella 1950 and cinderella 2015 are not interchangeable as characters or films!!! kenneth and lily did a HORRIBLE job at interpreting ilene woods's cinderella and the changes they made are shameful and the original character had so much more strength and realism to her, but in her own feminine way, and lily's character was a giant step back and is the epitome of making loud changes that result to NOTHING. the way the entire 2015 cast badmouthed cinderella 1950 on their press tour has always sat uncomfortably with me and so many people prefer it over the original one i just. also, cinderella looks best in pink! i LOVE aurora in pink, and we're omitting silver because that IS cinderella's color and nothing compares, but i just think she's so vibrant and cute in her pink dress and i love her with her hair down and it's just so much more fun and human and it doesn't get nearly as much attention as it should

they desperately need to age the content/demographics of the franchise up, like ngl them turning these women (and yes, i think they're women not little girls and the point of their movies is them BECOMING women) into like little nursery crib characters for babies and infantilizing them is creepy. also a HUGE segment of the fanbase is an adult one, like fans of the disney renaissance ladies are typically in the 20s-40s, not four year old's, and i just think disney is doing themselves a disservice by largely ignoring all the adult fans who collect these characters and make artwork for them and keep the princesses in vogue by writing about them and making social media content about them. like the avengers can really tap into their fanbase like that, meanwhile the best us princess fans have are like 8 dollar playline dolls?!?! where is our movie!!! where is our CONTENT. the 2003 princess party dvds will no longer suffice!

#mine #disney princess

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abyssalbloom · 3 months

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Honestly the Hazbin Hotel first episode is a major improvement over the pilot

There cinematography is better, not just because of the animation being high budget but because there are less weird shots that either get cut off too early or linger for too long. The humor, while still having the regular edge of a teenage-young adult cartoon feels less juvenile and characters are less assholes for the sake of being assholes.

Alastor having less screen time makes him stand out more and Charlie, while still a somewhat naive Disney princess is not AS airheaded and disconnected from reality as she was in the pilot.

A good example of an unpolished gem getting the polish it deserves

#hazbin hotel #Hazbin hotel reaction

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emilykaldwen · 7 months

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If my OC was canon how would the fandom treat them? - For Abrogail Strong

You saw how fandom treated sansa stark, right? This is literally gonna be Recycled Sansa Discourse.

Okay kudos to @selfproclaimedunicorn, @acrossthesestars, and @songsonacliffside for their input on this!

Abby would absolutely be a divisive character in a fandom that's fighting over modern feminism, how to be a woman, morals, and other things that just get way too personal and out of hand. I can imagine the thought pieces we used to see on like 'Why is Abrogail Strong an outtdated female protagonist' or 'Why Abrogail Strong is Important' declarative things - because nothing gets people going harder than 'is this a feminist model'.

So while I absolutely, 100% understand why Abby isn't for everyone, there would be some seriously frustrating and gross takes about her. We know how George likes to recycle his archetypes, and so number one, those who hated Sansa, especially early seasons!Sansa, would pull that out.

Abby would be seen as covering for Aegon, being blind to his faults and a terrible enabler who doesn't care for any of the women in Aegon's crossfire. They'd take any sense of comfort that Abby gives Aegon to make it sound like she's victim blaming. That's not even mentioning calling her Alicent 2.0, and how Aegon's only into her because of his mommy issues and if he can't please his mother, he can please her and uwu someone rescue poor Aegon.

There's a set of Targ Stans that get into how Aegon should have married Helaena instead, and how her and Aegon don't actually love each other, Aegon just likes her pretty.

A real anon I got was in regards to Abby not being a Real Strong, and being a traitor and a whore for just wanting to fuck a rapist (Aegon). They would call her manipulative and grasping, and outsider who used her proximity to the prince to use her magical feminine hypnosis powers to get him to marry her so she could become queen, because she had no chance of doing that if she went with Rhaenyra because she can't marry Jace (but then you'll see the AUs where Rhaenyra leans in hard and marries Jace and Abby for the cover story). On top of that, she totally knew Larys was murdering their father and Harwin, so she gets the 'murders family for a cornchip for a chance to become queen'. NOT to mention, she must never have loved Harwin or honored his memory if she's not leaving to Dragonstone with Rhaenyra to serve her.

Other discourse would also involve her not plotting Larys' murder for killing their family and why isn't she so incapacited with grief. Harwin deserves a better sister! Lyonel Strong would be rolling in his grave at his daughter destablizing the realm!

Book readers would point out that Abby was absolutely a broken mess and grief stricken and much like Daemon's grieving scenes with his daughters, was cut from the show.

Then we have the classics: She's too perfect and too sweet. She's too immature or too mature. She's naive, she's silly. Disney princesses don't belong in Westeros. She's a punching bag and therefore Attention Whore or she is protected by the writers because she's fucking someone in charge. She's not playing the game and that's Unrealistic vs She's totally playing the game and absolutely planned to marry Aegon and become queen when she was 5 years old. Her denial of even seeking the throne is seen as fake and 'didn't you see how her eyes shifted away?'

And then there's a particularly cruel subset who I would imagine would want Abby to um, suffer in very particular ways so she can get what's coming to her, for being naive of the game, or being too part of the game.

And then if you're on the right side of loving Abby, well, you're in the trenches. For every post of taking down Abby and explaining why she's terrible and clearly the co-mastermind behind the dance, you'll have posts breaking down why she's important to have. That women are allowed to be soft and don't have to carry a sword or yell at people and 'Not Be Like Other Girls'. Most of the time you're defending her from antis, and other times you're breaking down the subtle way her grief and trauma have shaped the person she is.

I see general audiences really appreciating who Abby is in terms of being a sunbeam in a bleak story. I'm a fan of p'reviewed on youtube, and Jay said at the end of an episode once how watching HotD doesn't leave him feeling 'good' after an episode. and so I can see Abby absolutely being someone audiences appreciate for some hope and relief. People who like Abby are absolutely 'protect this girl at all costs' and definitely a 'Aegon doesn't deserve her why does she put up with this guy, have her hook up with someone else!' but then you get the soft moments between Aegon and Abby and everyone is like 'OH MY GOD WHY ARE THEY SO CUTE LET THEM BE HAPPY' and something something 'their love was made for a softer time'

Like my lovely commenters on Maiden, I totally see the Abby x Aegon shippers to be a wonderfully feral bunch who like to make a lot of comparison posts. They'd dig into old stories of the influences of the ship, as well as tirelessly defending it.

Other than that, I think there's a lot of arguments over book fans over the show adaptation of her as most of the stuff we get upset about. I imagine there's Aemond x Abby ships out there, and there's a lot of projection onto her as a character so people fight over canon vs fanon interpretations. She's definitely a type I think a lot of people struggle to find a voice for. I can see a lot of fix-it fics attempting to make Abby very badass.

Personally, I would give her Vermithor LMAO

#oc: abrogail strong #aegon x abby #this was a fun lil exercise #I'm curious what some of ya'll would think about my baby girl

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pynkhues · 3 months

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Sorry this is long lol but

Princess diaries

Ice princess

Remember the Titans

Lady bird

ATL

Cheetah Girls

Whip it

Bottoms

Moonlight

The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants

Don't apologise! I love this game, haha.

Princess Diaries

Iconic!! I was like, ten when it came out too so I think I was just the perfect age for it. It's been a minute since I watched it though, so this may just prompt a rewatch, haha.

Ice Princess

What a who's-who of early 00s tv actresses! I vaguely remember seeing this one in the video store, but never got around to watching it. I do have a soft spot for ice skating movies though, so I might see if I can find it.

Remember the Titans

This has genuinely been on my to-watch list forever. It's so formative to teen sports movies that came after it! I know that! Yet somehow I never actually got around to watching it. I'm drafting up the Feb @scavenger-cinephile challenge right now, so maybe I'll add sports movies to the list to get myself to watch it, haha.

Lady Bird

This one was a bit overhyped for me by the time I got around to watching it, but I did still enjoy it. I find Saoirse Ronan endlessly watchable, and she had wonderful familial chemistry with Laurie Metcalf, so that really worked for me.

ATL

I've never even heard of it! It sounds cute though.

Cheetah Girls

I have the vaguest memory of watching this on the Disney Channel as a kid, but honestly don't remember all that much else about it.

Whip It

Wild that this did not spawn a million roller-derby movies! Also how did this not launch Drew Barrymore's directing career? She did a really good job!

Bottoms

Another one that I think was overhyped for me by the time I finally got around to watching it? I had a lot of fun with it, but I also thought it was kind of a mess, haha.

Moonlight

Poetic cinema, literally. Such a special film. Trevante Rhodes deserves a better career.

The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants

Not only have I seen it, but I even recast it!

Ask me about movies!

#thank you!#a coming of age special haha #movie asks #i recently read that trevante rhodes doesn't have an agent or a manager which could play a part in his career?#but that seems pretty wild to me i'm not sure if it's true #welcome to my ama

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akiarathewitch · 4 months

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Saw Wish (2023) recently and tbh it wasn’t as bad as ppl said it was, but it was pretty unbefitting for disney’s 100 anniversary movie. I feel like if it weren’t high stakes put on it and was just a regular disney film, it wouldve gotten average reviews. Tho i dont think it deserves to be nominated solely for the fact that a lot of better animated movies came out, i think it still had a lot of neat stuff in it (I mildly enjoyed the message and some of the songs). But even then, it still had many flaws, like the songs being all pop instead of a broadway-style and not rly memorable, as well as not developing the story more.

Another thing I would like to add is that it truly doesn’t appreciate the legacy it’s trying to showcase here. it only encapsulates what the company is to a marketable and modern audience, so it only includes relevant and recent disney pop culture references rather than include stuff from one of the older movies. it shows us what disney, the corporation, is; not disney, the animation studio, is.

I’m just gonna blurt out a list of things what I personally think would make the movie better since it had a lot of potential but wasn’t directed well. again this is my opinion so no need to get all defensive or aggressive:

• first of all, the music. they shouldve gotten either a.) a new and upstart musician from broadway since Ashman himself stated that most of the disney melodies we now know are pretty much a broadway musical but animated or b.) gather a band of all the musicians that wrote for disney and each of them contribute a song. Like in the beginning the songs could sound like golden age of disney songs and then it progresses until we get to the end where we get the modern taste of it.

• wouldve also been nice for the animation to also progress with the music. from 2d to 3d as the film goes on but that could translate poorly so I suggest just making it 2d since it’s the best way to incorporate the storybook style.

• next, the villains. i rly agree with the concept of a villain couple, not just because it would be really fun but also could comprise of characteristics from both past male and female villains of disney.

• random idea but these villains should have like henchmen/apprentices. I know asha’s there to be the apprentice but I think I wanna shift the plot a bit here. now all these apprentices reference a disney villain and agree with magnifico’s philosophy about wishes. at the end of the movie, when the big baddies are defeated, they hide and go out into the world where they become the true baddies we know them to be. Preventing dreamers from achieving their dreams.

• Asha as a character should have traits that resembles the majority of the disney princesses, not just the recent quirky trope. Should be somewhat naive but a dreamer and still kind but also misunderstood. idk just like a character that symbolizes the typical disney heroine. They also shouldve given her clothes that resemble more of a fairy godmother (specifically the one she wore during the climax) rather than her rapunzel-esque outfit to distinguish her more

• they shouldve made star have human-like qualities and included the romance with the star. i like how disney’s going with the no-romance thing but romance was a big part of the disney franchise for a long time, and it wouldve been nice to see that again, but with more modern romance tropes (e.g. black cat gf/golden retriever bf, etc) to appeal to modern audiences, so younger kids could understand what made the early films so dreamy and charming.

• flesh out the citizens!!! if the seven friends are the seven dwarves, add more to them. i was especially sad with grumpy since he was more annoying than grumpy. Justify his personality, as well as the others. give us a reason why the citizens need their wish back instead of just showing one character that without their wish, they are just boring. Show the entire population just being outright miserable and blank without their wishes.

• another thing to add to the point above is to establish the people of rosas’ dreams. Because we see in one scene with magnifico that each person dreams of becoming something magical (e.g. one person dreaming of being peter pan and another wanting to become mary poppins). wouldnt it be nice to establish that the people of rosas ARE the disney characters we love and know, which makes them getting back their wishes so important. without it, they wouldn’t be the childhood favorites we know and love today.

• it wouldve been really swell for the grandpa to be a walt disney adjacent character that dreams of learning how to draw. yes he’s a controversial figure nowadays but if ur gonna make a disney 100 celebration, at least make it a point to include the guy u named the company after.

• it also wouldve been really swell if the sidekick character wasn’t a goat but a mouse that resembles mickey in a way, plus a whole gang of other side characters that references mickey’s gang (a female mouse, two ducks, two dogs, etc). they are the official mascots of the company so it’d be really weird to not include or reference them.

• this is going into fanfiction territory but i want the ending scene to be about how the people of rosas finally achieving their wishes and setting forth out into the world to inspire others to follow their wishes (including the evil apprentices in the hopes of destroying those dreams). in the end, when nothing is left, asha just looks out into the distant and transforms into the fairy godmother and then the rosas castle kinda becomes the disney castle we see in the intro. ik this sounds bad on paper and it probably is but by adding stuff i think we could make it better.

I know all of this is bordering fanfiction but like it wouldve been nice for the disney creatives to just go all in. And as a viewer, i did see the potential this movie had, but it just wasn’t done right. And it rly did make me sad to see a good premise go to waste because the message of the movie is what captures that disney magic: the ability to make a wish and seeing that wish come true.

tl;dr: Wish, although one of the less better animated movies this year, really had the potential to be great but wasn’t done right due to pressure of it being the disney 100 celebration. Instead of showcasing the passion and heart that the Walt Disney animation studios did for 100 years, it only displayed the heartlessness of the corporation it has grown to be. And I for one, though I attempted to fix it, am still saddened to see that what was once (and should be) a celebration of creativity and passion got turned into a moneymaker that billionaires see only as products, not as art.

#my posts #didnt explain a lot of it well #but u get the point #wish 2023 #wish #disney #walt disney studios #disney 100 #sorry if my grammar is bad i promise i could write better #but im sitting in the coldest room known to man so my fingers are ridged and not rly wanting to type now #plus that misconstrued concept wherein your brain thought u wrote that word down but u didn’t #I honestly appreciate what other ppl say abt this movie and would like to see what yall guys think would make it better if u didn’t like it

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themousefromfantasyland · 2 years

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My 10 Favorite films

Tagged by @ariel-seagull-wings

These are my 10 favorite films of all time and they reveal a lot about my tastes in media.

1 - Cinderella (2015)

Disney does a lot of live-action remakes of their animated properties nowadays. A lot of them fall flat in trying to capture what made the original so beloved. This isn't one of them.

This film is not only a love letter to the original Cinderella but all the Disney classics from the 30s and 50s. This film feels like one of the classic princess movies, those made when Walt Disney was still alive but made epic. Look at the writing, the settings, and the costumes. It's classical and unabashedly Disney on steroids.

It doesn't try to go the easy route, subverting or mocking the conventions of the genre to try to feel smarter than it is, it uses them to create something new and reconstruct the classical fairy tale for a new generation.

2 - Bram Stoker's Dracula (1992)

I love lighthearted fairy tales and gothic romances, and this movie, is more than an adaptation of the original novel, it's a love letter to the gothic genre.

I lot of people say that Dracula and Mina's romance is a romantic plot tumor but to me, that's a highlight of the movie. The original was an epistolary novel where the horror wasn't in Dracula himself, but in how the common people reacted to those supernatural events. This is almost impossible to recreate in film form, so the film goes to the gothic romantic story that was popular in horror stories at the start of the 19th century. I lot of people say that this film feels more like Lord Byron and Percy Shelley than Bram Stoker, and I agree with it.

I love the soundtrack, the costumes, and the film's use of practical effects that give it a special feel. The acting is either stilted or hamfisted but to me, that's a minor flaw if compared to the whole.

3 - The Ten Commandments (1956)

Epic! Epic in all ways possible. A larger-than-life film that for once deserves its own pretentious dialogues and grand discourses.

I will be honest, I think that this film is better than Exodus itself. In the original story, God has no problem with slavery, it's the slavery of the Hebrew people that is the problem. God himself gives Moses laws about how to better and "more humanely" slaving people. Here slavery is an abomination to Moses' God, and the whole thing preaches that men should be free from tyrants, with the 10 Commandments being like this modern liberal constitution made to stop people from exploiting each other.

Is it accurate to the original story? No. Is it a great message to have overall? Of course.

4 - Mary Poppins (1964)

Disney reigns in animation but was always forgettable in live-action. This movie is an exception to that.

The Sherman Brothers' songs are amazing, the world of the movie feels so lovely and joyful, and Julie Andrews is amazing in the role.

And the finale with Mr. Banks is the highlight of the movie.

5 - The Wizard of Oz (1939)

A beautiful sweet film with horrific production stories, but that's another story.

The film is like an early attempt to bring a fantasy world to life, and to me, it succeeds in it. The costumes, the settings. The Land of Oz is a unique and beautiful world.

Besides Over the Rainbow, most songs are rather bland. The Wiz has better songs and it's a fact. But this movie is a classic and I love it for that.

6 - Star Wars IV: A New Hope (1977)

The fourth film in the franchise and the first to be produced.

I love the mythological aspects of the story, and I love the worldbuilding of it. The costumes, the puppets, the special effects. I love films that create their special worlds.

7 - Titus (1999)

A surreal and grotesque show, using Shakespeare's most violent play to all the extents of its absurdities.

Shakespeare's plays are uniquely atemporal and mesmerizing, and Julie Taymor's creative decisions, while very crazy, are crazily unique and serve to create a very fantastic and almost nonsensical world.

8 - Peter Pan (2003)

The best adaptation of J.M. Barrie's story, better even than Disney's version.

The CGI aged bad, but it contributes to Neverland's unreal nature. Neverland is supposed to be the world of childish fantasies, it's not supposed to be realistic or grounded.

Peter and Wendy have more chemistry together than most adult couples, and the ending is just perfect.

In the novel, Peter always comes back and gets involved with Wendy's female descendants, first with Jane, and then xxx, and the cycle continues. I like the decision that Peter and Wendy never got to see each other again. It's less creepy and helps to highlight the tragedy of the situation. Peter is stuck in childhood, he will never grow up, and will always be left behind in a world that will grow up without him, and Wendy will never experience that love for its full potential and will always ask herself if things could have gone differently. It's a tragic story.

9 - O Saci (1951)

A minor Brazilian film inspired by a series of classic Brazilian children's books.

It doesn't have the biggest budget, but the attempt of creating a children's fantasy with Brazilian folk creatures was noble. And the black-and-white gives very special magic.

10 - The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe (2001).

That's what happens when you try to transform a children's novel in a Tolkien-level epic.

Narnia is a breathtaking world, and this Narnia, devoid of humans, filled only with magical creatures is my favorite iteration of it.

The Christian imagery is so obvious that it can get annoying sometimes, but it's an imaginative epic, and I love it for that.

Tagging: @tamisdava2 @thelittlehansy @ticktockteapot

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➴ musicallisto’s 1.2k sleepover

"☄️ comet: bringing back the fandom ID cards, only in written form this time - send me a fandom + any relevant information about you like you would for any ship & get your profile in said fandom (e.g. your backstory, powers, best friend, what role you’d play in that universe...). basically the same as my fandom id cards except you’ll get a written paragraph and not a picture (suggested by the lovely @blazogirlsoneshots)"

Fandom: @playchoices

About me: I'm a 20 year old (soon to be 21) college student with the pronouns She/Her from Germany, Europe. My birthday is on January 23rd and my Zodiac Sign is Aquarius (Element: Air). I'm a softie who likes cute stuff and cares about others. I try to spread positivity and joy. But sometimes I overthink too much and begin making up scenarios in my mind. I can be a little clumsy too. Plus, according to all my friends I'm a nerd. Which I'm not! Subjects I liked at school are Biology (I love Health topics!!), Chemistry and English. Literature and IT were also good. I need to learn French again (I don't need it but I want to). My favorite color is purple, but I also like light-blue, pink and turqouise (depends on the shade). My hobbies are reading (Fantasy & Fairytale), daydreaming, hanging out with friends. I'm also a Disney Fan (especially Disney Princess) and my fave is Aurora from Sleeping Beauty. I can't decide what suits better to me: Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw? And my favorite animals are horses, cats and bunnies. I don't have any pets, just an Aloe Vera plant. Should I name my plant "Aloe"? Or should I name my plant "Vera"? Just joking.

Congrats on 1.2K followers, you deserve it!! Your events and fandom celebrations sound fun. I'm really excited for this fandom ID card because I never heard of this before. I hope the info is enough. Again, congrats!!!

☄️ comet

Life in the Fae realm is peaceful, far removed from all the struggles of the human world. You've never been to that horrendous place, where misery befalls the kind and hatred plague the streets, but you've heard harrowing tales from your grandmother, who fled the persecution of her species—and from those stories you were convinced there was no better place in the universe than your safe haven, and nothing good could ever come out of the human world.

Well, that was before you met Nik Ryder.

Technically, it was before you met Nik Ryder, and also a little bit after, too. It certainly didn't help the redemption of humans that immediately following his arrival, a bloodwraith flew through the magical barrier and killed the king.

but you had seen Nik Ryder a few times around, accompanied by a young human (or so you thought—you would learn later they were actually the King's child) and though you forced yourself to stop, you couldn't help the crimson bud of jealousy from spreading inside your chest at the proximity they shared. after all, who were you to compete with the heir to the Fae realm — you, a florist girl who lived in a simple gabled house on the marketplace!

but even through your heartache, you didn't need to force any smile when one very disoriented-looking Nik Ryder showed up at your flower stall, early one morning, constantly looking over his shoulder as if he were being tailed by something - or someone. he was handsome and charming, so different from all the other Fae men, in an intoxicating way, and you somewhat zoned out as he spoke, but returned to your body at once when he mentioned wanting a bouquet to "apologize to a friend". because he screwed up big time, you know? and he needed to make it right, because they were pissed at him, and normally he would've ignored it, but not this time. so if you have any flowers that say, "I'm sorry", or the like? please. And you guess pretty easily that these flowers are intended to his friend, and you keep the professional tone as you ask him what colors he had in mind, but you can feel your heart rupture. He's a bit awkward, and asks what your favorite color is — and before you know it the focus of the conversation has shifted to you, your likes and dislikes and if you'll be, perhaps, attending the ball thrown by their majesties (is it how you should refer to them?) at the end of the week? You laugh at the idea, because why would you be attending a royal ball! and he laughs, too, and excuses himself for being so thoughtless.

The next morning, he drops by your stall, once again. "You won't believe this, but I've pissed off another friend," he jokes, and you laugh, wondering who this curious character really is. And the following morning he comes again. And the next. And every morning until the ball, just to chat with you and spend time together. One time you even catch his half-human friend eyeing you from a distance, a teasing smile resting on their lips, and you wonder if you did not invent the nature of their relationship entirely. because he prefers spending time with you, that much is clear. for an obscure reason, but you don't question it...

but then the ball happened, and all hells broke lose. And Nik disappeared, back to his world as quickly as he had come. You were shattered—you believed wholeheartedly that this was the start of a beautiful story, that you were finally getting the love you dreamed of. To be ripped of it so suddenly? It was torture.

Maybe it was the time you challenged all your beliefs, and paid the human realm a visit... if Nik was in danger, and your Fae powers could help him, you would sacrifice it all in a heartbeat. Maybe it was time to face off a bloodwraith.

#ladylamrian #1.2ksleepover

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okayyyy let me make my post about legends of tomorrow 6.05 “the satanist’s apprentice.” right away i knew this episode was gonna be something special with the care they were taking showing us astra’s perspective. and it just kept getting better and better until the real show-stealer which was of course the ANIMATED SEQUENCE!!!!!!!! i am so glad i wasn’t spoiled for that. truly amazing to see. i can’t imagine how much work that must have been to arrange but it was totally worth it, such an incredible sequence. but even apart from that very fun and flashy trick it was a really great episode!!!!

i’m really really glad the writers decided to allocate almost an entire episode to humanizing astra and showing us life from her perspective. astra won me over in the college sorority episode but i definitely think more work needed to be done with the character to make her really feel like one of the team members, and they did that really well here. one issue i had with astra early on is that she felt very much like a two dimensional sexy femme fatale when she was first introduced, and i feel like that characterization stuck around for quite a few episodes. i really dont care for the decision to introduce her that way, even if it makes it more shocking for constantine to see that shes alive and all grown up. i think she shouldve been presented as a more nuanced character from the get go. but hey they finally start doing that in later episodes and this episode explores who she is very thoroughly.

i loved seeing astra’s morning routine and just all the stuff she does (or doesn’t do) every day. lots of fun. again i think it’s so important to humanize her not just because she was initially presented as this evil sexy femme fatale but also because she is a Black woman and too often white or nonblack audiences refuse to relate to these characters. so it’s great that the way the episode is written and directed essentially forces us to relate to astra. i felt so bad for her when she got drenched by that puddle omg i hope constantine’s house at least has hot water in the showers. i thought it was interesting when her old white guy neighbor is racist to her because legends has been really steering away from depicting racism onscreen in recent seasons when the early seasons showed much more of that. i think it’s done effectively, it makes us feel for astra and want to see the old guy dead which of course plays into the later scene where astra lures him over to kill him. also i was so mad at constantine for being super dismissive of astra and not helping her even though this is her first time living on earth as an adult and also she’s basically his time-displaced niece. constantine you misogynist!!!!!!!!!!

somehow i had previously been under the impression that astra was already a sorcerer but i guess not? it was fun seeing her make this devil’s bargain although she seemed just a tad naive. but if you think about it she had everything under control up until the bad guy (i forget his name) stole the soul thingy. so she didn’t do anything wrong except lower her guard down a little when she realizes she can’t kill this horrible old racist guy. and i think that makes sense because such a revelation is going to be shocking for her. she used to be fine with causing lots of death and cruelty, and this guy certainly had it coming. but she’s not that person anymore. she has changed and become more compassionate and doesn’t want to hurt people needlessly anymore. i still wish that old guy could be punished in some way though like she could infest his house with bats or something bc he deserves it.

it was so fun when she turned the legends into various household objects. why was nate a CHEESE. i loved zari and ava’s little faces. and it’s so funny that zari was a flip phone. would she even know what that is, since shes from the future? and then everything about the animation i loved. it was so funny how astra began talking all disney princess-y and using dramatic gestures and all that. and she saves the day by singing her mother’s song! how lovely is that. also awesome to see the animated versions of the transformed legends fight and then tuck the bad guy into bed. so silly. i like how at the end astra says the legends are her friends!!!!!!! love that for her.

the side plot with sara was also really good even though it was very short. bishop is a fantastic villain. he’s just so AWFUL. i love how charismatic he is and how that just enhances his awfulness. and also how he is always singing and dancing like a weirdo. i dont have much experience with techbros but he seems like a techbro. also so interesting to see the nurse ava clone. i like how disturbed sara was by her and by how brainwashed she was. and i loved how sara tried to convince the clone to help her escape and really thought she got through to her. sara made the mistake not only of thinking this clone was more like her ava than she truly was, but also of thinking that all it would take to get this clone on her side was an inspiring speech about her personhood. it’s honestly so arrogant of her, but also so in character. sara has a hero complex when it comes to saving women from their own internalized misogyny and that’s essentially what she’s trying to do here. but the clone’s brainwashing is more thorough than sara had counted on.

umm anyway really good episode i thought caity lotz’s directing was good and i like that astra is becoming a bigger part of the team now :)

#legends of tomorrow #astra logue #legends constantine #sara lance #syl posts

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Jack the giant killer budget

Oxford Guide to British and American Culture English vocabulary Jack the Giant Killer is also sprinkled with homages to other fantasy films such as Pendragons transformation into a winged dragon which references the climax of Walt Disneys Sleeping Beauty (1959), the one-armed torch holders mounted on Pendragons walls are a direct nod to Jean Cocteaus Beauty and the Beast (1946), and the solarized demons. JACK THE GIANT KILLER - ➡ Jack and the Beanstalk.Longman Dictionary of Contemporary English JACK THE GIANT-KILLER - Jack and the Bean ‧ stalk /ˌdʒæk ənd ðə ˈbiːnstɔːk/ BrE AmE ( also ˌJack the ˈGiant-ˌkiller ) a ↑ ….More meanings of this word and English-Russian, Russian-English translations for the word «JACK THE GIANT-KILLER» in dictionaries. Linguistic-cultural dictionary Great Britain.Jack the Giant Slayeris predicted to get a DVD and Blu-ray release in July 2013. Were you one of the people who saw Jack the Giant Slayer in theaters last month? Did it deserve better numbers than it got? Share your thoughts in the comments. The film has received middling-to-good reviews, with Screen Rant's Ben Kendrick describing it as " surprisingly entertaining," and the majority of our poll voters rating it between 4 and 5 stars. Jack the Giant Killer has been touted as 'an adult look at the Jack and the Beanstalk legend' about a princess being kidnapped and how that threatens a long-standing peace between men and giants. It's worth noting, however, that critic and audience responses were somewhat more positive than the box office intake. If the estimated numbers hold, Jack the Giant Slayer's overall losses will fall somewhere between those for 2012 disasters Battleship and John Carter, making it an early contender for 2013's "Flop of the Year" award. The film's plot was conflated from different sources, with the magic beans and beanstalk derived from the classic fairy tale "Jack and the Beanstalk", and the title and royal love interest (Eleanor Tomlinson) drawn from the Arthurian folk tales of "Jack the Giant Killer." It featured Nicholas Hoult in the lead role and was produced and directed by Bryan Singer, who will hopefully make a recovery with next year's release of X-Men: Days of Future Past. This will leave Legendary Pictures (who financed half of the film's total budget) with losses of between $125 and $140 million, and Warner Bros. Despite a worldwide marketing budget of over $100 million, on top of the production budget of $200 million, Yahoo reports that the film has so far only earned only around $157 million since its March 1st release date, with THR predicting that it will top out at just over $200 million. Legendary Pictures hasn't been so lucky with its big-budget, CGI-heavy fantasy adventure Jack the Giant Slayer. Personally, I blame Tim Burton's Alice in Wonderland, which was one of the few fairy tale success stories at the box office, earning a worldwide gross of over $1 billion. This weekend’s dismal performance of Bryan Singer’s much-anticipated Jack the Giant Slayer may have seemed familiar to those who recall the sad fate of Disney’s John Carter almost exactly a. It is a mockbuster of Jack the Giant Slayer. A modern take of the fairy tales Jack the Giant Killer and Jack and the Beanstalk, the film stars Ben Cross and Jane March. Jack the Giant Killer is a 2013 American fantasy film produced by The Asylum and directed by Mark Atkins. For whatever reason, live-action reinventions of classic fairy tales are incredibly in vogue right now. For the big budget film from the same year, see Jack the Giant Slayer. Next year we can expect to see Maleficent, a live-action origin story for Disney's Sleeping Beauty villain, and Guillermo Del Toro is planning another Beauty and the Beast adaptation with Emma Watson as the heroine. The fairy tale trend is not over yet, though. Hansel and Gretel: Witch Hunters and Snow White and the Huntsman both did well enough overseas to compensate for their lukewarm domestic gross, and it was more or less the same deal for Snow White and the Huntsman's rival, Mirror Mirror. "Beauty and the Beast in high school" romance flick Beastly was almost universally scorned by critics, though it managed to earn a modest profit off its relatively low production budget. Legendary Pictures hasnt been so lucky with its big-budget, CGI-heavy fantasy adventure Jack the Giant Slayer. It seems that Hollywood just can't get enough of reinventing fairy tales, though the audience and box office response to them has been mixed at best.

#Jack the giant killer budget

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lethologica

when you can’t think of the word for something...like this fic </3

Summary: Harry’s family navigating his impending fame, and the activity of reader and harry making their first belly cast

Warnings: fluff, slight angst?

Pairing: Husband, Dad!Harry x reader

“Hey! We’re back!” you yelled out, Harry following closely behind you as he shut the door, carefully slipping off your sneakers. It was pretty late at least for the two of you now. The sun was away, you and H coming back from your well deserved date night.

At the familiar sound of the slamming door came the different steps of your kids. Shuffling down the steps from your view you could see the face of your oldest ahead of the covey, bolting towards the two of you. The various sounds of ‘mom’,’mummy’, and ‘dad’ spoken out.

“You guys took forever” Sydnie; seventeen, was the first to say, exasperated as she latched onto you. But was quickly shuffled away by the twins. “Bloo” the seven year old was born a Penelope, but after watching her favorite show Winx Club when she was three. Demanded she be called after her favorite character Bloom, but couldn’t pronounce the name all the way through. If you had called her by official name she wouldn’t respond, going on about her day as if no one was there. And it had stuck since then, forever the stubborn one only to grow into a sweet, shy little girl.

And Alec, fraternal twins who had just turned seven.

“Careful babies the baby, remember” Harry lightly reminded. With that reminder he had loosened his secure hold.

“Well sorry” you teased, kissing all their forehead quickly “But we bought you guys some food too” you reported, holding up the labeled bag.

They responded with excited statements, as Sydnie took the bag from your hold, running to the kitchen with her siblings.

“My hugs!” Harry yelled out, hands cupping his mouth then putting his brawny arms out like a plane awaiting their bodies to clash into his. “ought to take away your allowance for that one” Harry teases, fingers stretching out to tickle anywhere they could.

As a result he got a lively mix of groans, laughs, and pleas.

“Joking” Harry says abruptly, kissing each of their cheeks before conducting all of you to the kitchen, assisting the twins into their own seatings at the kitchen. The light above all of you illuminating the room.

Embarrassingly enough it had been when you were pulling the plastic containers from the brown bag that you realized you were missing a kid.

“Where’s your brother?” you asked, opening Bloo’s Spaghetti and spreading it on the white plate.

“Talking to his girlfriend” Sydnie air quoted, rolling her father-like eyes.

“Why do you say it like that?” Harry asked, wonderingly his back turned, reaching for the Placemats, setting them in front of each child. Placing one in front of an empty stool for Chase.

“Daddy, he’s delusional! I’ve told him a million times. She found out his last name, connected the dots, and now she’s interested. I would know it’s happened to me hundreds of times since middle school” she said indignantly.

Finishing the last plate up, from the side of your eyes you could see and sense his deflation at the statement. Always overthinking about their last names and what it would entail as they grow up with Harry Styles as their father. His top five worry ever since the first time you were pregnant. His breaking point, however, had been when Sydnie came home, furious. From a day from school finding out that some girl in her class had tried getting closer to her with ill intentions.

He could also sense the worry that washed over you, catching your eye to let you know he was fine.

“He’s old enough to know better. He’ll be fine Syd,” you let her know, reaching your hand to fix the hoodie that overshadowed her precious face.

“I wasn’t, it sucks and he’s not taking me seriously”

“Cause you’re full of it” shifting your eyes to the doorway, the sixteen-year-old walked in towards you. His arm over your shoulders before placing a kiss to your cheek. Then making his way to his dad, who had pulled him in setting a kiss to his temple.

“You say that but just you wait!” she walked over to him quickly, flicking his the back of his head, shifting her way over to the fridge before he could retaliate. Pulling out a drink and some cups for everyone else, almost bustling into you, as you made your way to the microwave.

“Don’t wish that on your brother” Harry persisted.

“I’m not, but he better not come crying to me”

"Whatever” he paid her no mind, shifting the conversation to his parents. “How was your date?” he asked, setting himself at the island.

“‘Was fine we went to the arcade, I beat mum’s butt––”

“He’s lying, I beat him at air hockey”

“Just air hockey mum?” Bloo asked, a slight lisp from her missing front teeth. Her attention strayed away while Sydnie placed her cup in front of her, filling it with juice.

“Sadly” you mimicked a pout, Harry smiling with a smug grin.

“Then went to dinner. Guess what” he exclaimed, directing his energy towards Alec”

“Mummy looked so pretty tonight, some chum couldn’t stop eyeing her. So I had to give him a knuckle” he told the story, raising his fist and mirthfully brought it to Alec’s stomach. Eliciting giggles from his which bounced off to Bloo. The rest of you with gratified smiles at the meaningful interaction.

“Why are you such a fibber tonight” you urged Harry, smacking his shoulder.

“I’m not lying” he said, walking to you till he was hovering over your back, trying to annoy you with his insistent cheek kisses.

“Go away” you whined, faking your displeasure, shrugging your shoulders. The kids could note your slight smile except for him.

“Go away” he mocked.

“We all know you wouldn’t hurt a fly” Chase pointed out correctly. Thanking you as you set his plate of food in front of him.

Harry stood across the herd,resting back against the quartz countertop, arms crossed. Until you cuddled yourself into his side. His arm reaching down so his thumb could rub against the side of your belly. Your arms encircled around his waist, head on his chest.

“Not true” he replied.

“It’s okay, it’s why I married you” you sweetly said with a smile adoring your face. He could only look down at you with a close lipped smile reflecting yours, his dimple digging deep. Leaning down to kiss you, filling you up with his love for you.

Both of you had pulled away abruptly from the range of disgusted protests and a slam of an utensil. All except for sweet, shy Bloo. Who had watched with a smile on her face idolizing the love of her parents, swearing it was like the Disney movies. Like her favorite Princess and the Frog.

“We’re trying to eat!” Chase had said dramatically, pasta in his mouth. Sydnie covers her eyes with both hands, while Alec stuck out his tongue finger to his mouth.

“None of you would be here, if it wasn’t for this” you emphasized, your finger waving between you and H.

“No duh, you both won’t stop having children” Sydnie overstated, shuddering stagy.

It was late now, all of you stayed downstairs, more overdue than intended. The twins went down an hour early before the other two. Chase and Sydnie finished their meals for the night and instead of leaving, stayed up talking to their parents.

In your sleep shorts and a light weight tank top, your hands were in Harry’s who was massaging them softly.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” you asked feebly, peeking up at the overly focused man.

“We’ve had this conversation a handful of times, don’t see why we need to have it again” he replied, glancing at you quickly.

“I know, but it might make you feel a little better” you tried again not wanting to push him too far.

“I–It’s just” he had to stop for a minute, his throat closing up too much to even speak clearly. You propped yourself up against the headboard, your lower back aching a little bit, adjusting Harry so his red tainted face was laid on your shoulder.

You could only coo at him, kissing his forehead, while your hand ran laxly on the side of his face. Your fingers brushing against the slight scruff against his cheek. Before moving your arm so your hand could massage his scalp at the back of his neck. Letting your fingers run through his lengthy hair at the same time. Your other arm reaches over to pluck a piece of tissue from the box, wiping under his nose softly.

“Just want them to have a normal life like you and me, it isn’t fair to them that they’ve got to deal with shit like this constantly because of me”

“Baby don’t say that, regardless of it all they’d still have to go through life meeting awful people”

“It isn’t the same y/n, with people like them they know the reason is because of their stupid last name.”

“H” you start sternly, rocking the both of you slowly “Don’t say stuff like that, you think if they had to choose you wouldn’t be their dad? They cherish you so much. I know it sucks I do, but you’re an amazing dad, there’s no one better for them. They would never hold something like that against you, they love you too much to”

“You’re a brilliant mum too. I’m sorry”

“You don’t need to apologize baby” You stopped rocking the two of you slowly, smiling down at him only to see: glossy somber eyes, a subtle simper, and a hiccuping chest.

“Stomachs getting bigger” he stated, his hand rubbing against your stomach absentmindedly.

“Thank you baby, just what every girl wants to hear”

“No! Not like that beautiful. Just meant now people can see your pregnant again”

“I’m teasing H, I promise the hormones haven’t kicked in yet.”

“Finally get to sleep with ur boobs in front of me every night” He said smugly, naturally looking at you for his favourable reaction.

“You’re such a child” you return, pinching his arm lightly “You wouldn’t want to put it in the nursery?” you ask.

“Wherever you want angel”

That radiant morning led you to now, an impromptu family trip to Target, the kids getting whatever their hearts desired–– to an extent–– while you and Harry stood here astonished by the arrays of different casting kits.

You raise your conjoined hands to point your finger at a baby blue box.

“That one? Genie told me that’s the one she bought” you queried.

He inspected it, twisting the box practically reading every word, before turning to look at the ingredients.

“H you probably don’t know what half of those things are”

He shrugged his shoulder in response, looking at the box one last time. “Sure it was this one?”

“Positive”

You were both meant to go find the kids until they had bustled around the corner, Chase pushing the loaded cart while everyone walked ahead. At the view of his parents. Alec had run ahead towards the two of you a motor car in his hand.

“Mummy! Daddy! May I get this please?” he asked, raising the toy above his head.

“Can I get this too please?” Bloo asked quietly, a lego set sat up in her palms.

“You guys were meant to keep them away from the toys” Harry told the older two. Knowing this would just add to their continual influx of toys. “Yes you guys can, go ahead and put it in the cart”

Alec had done his little dance, skipping his way back to the cart while Bloo walked herself carefully. Placing her set down as low as she could without causing any noise or crushing anything else.

“You both get everything you need?” you asked, following after the twins along with Harry, placing the kit into the cart.

You looked down at everything noticing some groceries, a few skincare items, a book, something for their rooms, and other things you couldn’t find that laid underneath everything else.

“Yep, ready to leave when you are” Sydnie had responded.

“Okay let’s head out, Styles” Harry exclaimed, as low as he could, to not disrupt anyone else, Clapping his ringed hands together once.

“Dude, you’re such a dad” Chase quipped.

“Almost like I’ve been raising kids for seventeen years huh?” He jested back, eyes opening wide in faux disbelief, traveling to bother Chase some more.

Giggling at the two, you looked down when you felt a body pressing into your leg. Familiar arms around your thigh. A distraught Bloo, looking up at you, her chin resting against your thigh.

“What is it, baby?” you asked, softly, tuning out the rest of your family.

“There’s a lady over there. She keeps looking at us” she informed you, pointing her dainty finger discreetly as she could to the woman at the end of the aisle.

Being only seven the twins had a mutual understanding on why their dad had to leave at times, but that decreased once more when you had fallen pregnant again. They understood all the rules.

a) if anyone was ever following, acting suspiciously always let mum or dad know–– if dad was there, definitely dad. b) never talk back to the idiots with the bulky cameras. c) Be careful who you talk to and what you say, some people aren’t always what they may seem.

“H” you called him over.

He walked over to the two of you, eyebrows elevated in question. His hand instinctively brushing over bloo’s hair.

“Uhm maybe we should send the kids to checkout” you tilted your head backward at the not so prudent woman with the shocked face. Her phone pointing towards the two of you.

You undoubtedly saw the happiness of his face shift to one of vexation and frustration as he glanced quickly, shrewdly at the woman. He extended his hand out to rub your elbow soothingly, nodding wearily.

He turned to the kids, masking his face as best as he could. “You guys go ahead and save a spot for us, me and your mum are gonna grab one last thing”

They didn’t care much, just wanting to get home as quickly as they could, Sydnie grabbing both of the twins’ hands.

Harry had kindly walked up to the woman, a displayed smile on his face, asking her to delete whatever she had managed to collect. You watched the encounter from the side, rubbing your belly softly, filled with mild angst.

She had apologized profusely (the embarrassment seeping in her voice), the kindness in Harry letting her know it was fine as long as he could watch her delete everything.

From her camera roll, Harry could see a video still of before the kids came, when you and him were looking for a casting kit. And some other videos of the family loitering in the target section.

He bid her a tight-lipped goodbye, after he kindly asked her again, though it was starting to run low, to go to her recently deleted–– he wasn’t the most tech savvy but he also wasn’t an idiot. Once that was ultimately done, he locked your hand into his.

“Are you okay?” you asked, securing your other arm up to wind around his.

“Just tired of the bullshit...” he sighed. He was just happy that he was able to protect his family this time.

You halt him swiftly; he looks back at you in confusion, until you lug him down for as much of a hug as you could. Feeling his shoulders sag in relaxation and his arms winding around your waist.

You stood next to Harry, in front of one of the sinks, reading the instructions.

“So we start with the lubricant first, use these...” holding up a roll of the plaster tape “dip them into warm water, and just putting them on” you informed Harry of your summary.

He nodded, his lip between his fingers as his eyes roamed over the paper once again. “I’ll go get you a chair, pee before we start” He yelled over his shoulder.

He walked back in, a wooden chair between his hands. Setting it to the floor gently, smiling at you to take a seat. Walking back to the sink,resting his hip against the packet of lubricant in his hand.

You smiled back at him as you took your seat. Deeming it be fit to wear running shorts and a tank top. Harry only in a pair of his joggers. Surprisingly after four kids, this was your first time trying a belly cast and you were a bit nervous wanting it to look just as perfect as it could–– adding your husband being a precisionist into the mix there was no guessing how this would turn out.

“Take off your top” Harry said smugly, bringing the white packet to his teeth– side eying you–– while he ripped it off. Turning to start the camera propped up on the counter. You insisted this had to be recorded as a little keepsake for the two of you.

You could only roll your eyes, trying hard not to feed into his ego. But the heat rising from your neck reported him otherwise. Tucking your arms back in the arm holes and raising the shirt off your body. Your body is bare except for the shorts adorning your legs.

Ogling at you like a caveman playfully at the sight of your boobs out and about, eliciting quick giggles from you. He walked up to you clasping your face between his palms, pressing your aglow cheeks together lightly–– the white, cold packet sitting against your left cheek lightly. Giving you three earnest kisses to your lips and leaning down in front of you, giving a peck to your belly button.

He squeezed some of the lubricant onto his fingers, deciding to start under your belly. You hissed at the sudden coldness hitting your skin.

“Okay?” he asked, eyes a bit wide and mouth slightly open.

“A little cold, but you can continue” you let him know.

He got at it quickly, once he finished that area he stood up a bit getting the sides of your stomach coated. Once he had finished, you stood up looking in the mirror at the shine of your stomach.

“Now for the fun part” clapping your palms together sitting back down, wistfully watching Harry wash his hands of the substance. He got the scissors cutting the strips of various sizes. Walking to you at times to make sure it fits properly.

‘Wouldn’t it be easier if I was next to you’ you asked.

Only to be replied with ‘No reason to have you on your feet, if I can walk to you.’ He unquestionably is just a bag of sunshine and everything good in the world.

Filling the sink with warmish water and placing on gloves. Snapping it on dramatically as if he was a doctor in a drama series.

“Dork”

He walked over with the first strip in his hand, water dripping behind him as he stepped closer to you. You pulled out your phone quickly wanting to capture a cute picture of this. Right as he placed the first strip you snapped the image. The only thing being seen was your protruded belly and below, his hands placing the plaster tape to your stomach, and a small tuft of his hair from the top of the picture.

He pulled away proudly, smiling down at his work, with his hands on his hips. “Look at that, looks perfect huh?”

“You’re doing good so far H” you confirmed.

It was only fifteen minutes later, half of your stomach–– and that wasn’t saying much.

“Baby it’s fine we’ll just sand it down” you tried to convince H for the last time, but he was stubborn as ever.

His mouth open in excessive concentration, puzzled brows pulled together as he removed the plaster for the fifth time. And from your point of view, you swore, he placed it back on the exact same spot.

“Just wait” he sighed, it wasn’t where he wanted it to be.

“Harry, we’re gonna be forever” you sighed, swaying your feet softly until one of them accidentally knocked into Harry’s leg. He looked down at you, eyes telling you to quit it.

“See there, you big baby” he grumbled.

“You’ve set it back into the same spot!” you exclaimed.

“No I haven’t, you’re just impatient...sounded a little brit there” he hummed, turning his back to you as he grabbed another slip.

“Shut up!”

Then there was, naturally, the sudden interruption.

Bloo had stumbled into the bathroom, expressing out about something one of her brothers did when she stopped taking into account, trying to figure out what was wrong with her mum.

She gasped, eyes wide at the greying stuff. “What’s wrong with mummy?” she asked, looking between the two of you.

“Turning mummy into a mummy!” He screeched, holding up a plaster strip.

She brought her hands up to her mouth eyes growing only wider, her lip already starting to tremble.

“You and your stupid dad jokes” you pulled Bloo closer to you, turning her back to Harry flipping him off behind her head.

“We’re just doing a cast, don’t worry baby. Remember that episode of Jessie when Ravi got that mask stuck on Luke’s face and ripped his eyebrows off” you explained, She laughed at the connection of the episode.

“Kind of like that, but without the eyebrows and we’re just using my belly” bringing your thumb to brush her brows up and the corner of her mouth clean. God what were they doing down there.

“Ohh okay that makes more sense.” you smiled back at her.

And Harry who had a bit too much fun when it came to the upper portion of the cast. Acting like Alec does when Paw patrol was on or when Sydnie when her dad allowed her his card to shop. Finding any reason to smooth down the cast with his wet hands. Or taking his time to cover your nipple, using his thumb to level it out. A haughty expression on his face growing the higher he got from your belly button.

“You’re acting as if we don’t have sex or take showers together” you tell him, popping another goldfish into your mouth (But not the good ones, the disgusting wheat ones Harry urged you and everyone else in the house to eat instead.)

“As if you don’t act like this when I take off my shirt”

He got you there, looking up at you to see you were not going to give him the eye contact he wanted. Your lips closed tight.

He delicately planted the last strip over the top of one of your breasts.

“Wait, it doesn’t look right”

“Harry!”

“Just joking y/n, now we wait five minutes and we can pop this off, sand it, and decorate it however you want” he told you, smiling at the finished product, leaning down to kiss your forehead then your lips.

“Wanna do it like this” you twisted your phone around to show him the image on Pinterest. A light blue belly cast, but you wanted it a pretty purple color, that was held against a frame, with butterflies of surveying sizes going across/diagonally the cast.

“However you want lovie” he told you again, pulling your head to his stomach, leaning down to kiss your head. Your arms winding across his waist.

“Thank you” you hummed in satisfaction.

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donutloverxo · 3 years

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Messed up

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Kinktober day 5 - face sitting

Note - This is a sequel to past self. But can be read as a stand alone as well I think. Dividers by @whimsicalrogers.

Summary - Steve messed up and he's determined to make it upto you.

Warnings - 18+ only please, smut (m/f), daddy kink, age gap.

Pairing - Nomad!Steve Rogers x reader

Word count - 3.4k

Masterlist is linked in the bio!

“No.”

“Please?”

“Absolutely not.”

You weren’t used to being told no, at least not after you used your secret weapon, if he was anything like his best pal it has to work. Blinking and fluttering your lashes you broke out your Disney princess eyes, “Buck buck, please let me braid your hair,” you cooed.

He stared at you, his lips pressed in a thin line, “Fine,” he sighed finally, giving in.

You squealed, running off to your bedroom to get a brush.

“I remember I used to braid my friends hair at sleepovers, it was such fun,” you said, dividing a strand of his hair in three parts, one over the other, “Before I got my powers anyway, after that they’d all just be scared of me...” you trailed off.

“Steve’s excited to see you,” he told you after a beat of silence.

He had only been living with you for a week or so, it was surprising how close he already felt to you. You had a certain vulnerability that made him want to protect you. That and it was obvious how far gone Steve was for you. You were down so he had to say something to cheer you up.

“Wait what?” your hands stopped, “He’s coming here?”

“Yeah, he left yesterday. Should be here this evening. He wanted it to be a surprise.”

You took a sharp breath, remembering how he had so cruelly rejected you and sent you off to Wakanda just so he wouldn’t have to deal with you.

He abandoned you.

“I don’t want to meet him. I’ll stay over at Shuri’s, she wanted to have a girls night anyway,” you grumbled.

After you had gushed your love for them, baking brownies in your jammies and talking about boys while watching chick flicks, she seemed curious and fascinated, wanting to try one with you.

He hummed at that. He knew something had went down between the two of you, Steve said so himself, ‘I have a lot to make up for.’ He was curious as to how his clueless friend had messed up, but it wasn’t his place to ask.

Which is why he brought Steve to the cottage he shared with you. Listening to him talking about all the missions in Europe and Russia, how he was excited to see you, how he had missed him terribly. Bucky told him he spends his time taking care of his new goat and his beautiful cat. They often keep him occupied.

“Y/N said that I’m ‘totally a cat person’,” his lips curling up at how you had helped him pick a name for her.

“Hm, that’s true. Are you... you live with her... are you two close?” Steve stumbled over his words, his jaw clenching as he stared his dear friend down. He was more than happy to see him, but couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy at the thought of you getting too cosy with him.

“In a way,” he smirked. “She’s a bit upset with you, just a heads up.”

“Yeah, I know, I deserve it,” he hung his head.

His palms shaky as they both entered the small cottage, going over what he would say to you. You were sitting on the couch in the, your feet propped up on it as you flipped through a magazine.

“You’re home early,” you smiled as you looked up at him. Your sweet smile turning into a frown when you saw him.

“Hey there, doll,” he rubbed the back of his neck.

You slapped the magazine on the couch, standing to your feet, your arms over your chest. “Captain,” you spat

His heart ached at that. He knew you were upset but to have you be so hostile to him, he didn’t know if he could take it.

He could easy handle being tortured by hydra agents but not this.

“I’ll leave you to it then,” Bucky interrupted you both before taking off to find his cat, who knew where Alpine had wandered off to this time.

You both stood awkwardly, a few feet away from each other while you looked anywhere but his eyes, refusing to even look at him.

“How have you been?” he asked.

“Fine, I guess,” you mumbled, finally looking up, “as fine as I can be after being shrugged off like yesterday’s news.”

“Honey,” he took a step towards you but then stopped in his tracks when you backed away. “I’m sorry, I made a terrible mistake. I.. just couldn’t deal with my feelings, I thought I’d be taking advantage of you.”

You scoffed, “Taking advantage of me? Really? I’m not a child! I can decide for myself what’s good for me and what’s not.”

“I know that now. But... you’re so young and I’m supposed to be looking out for you and helping you,” he tried to reason with you while you shook your head in disbelief.

“Right, because you’re Captain America. Everyone should just do whatever you say. You always know what’s best, unlike us mere mortals,” you rolled your eyes.

He was in front of you in just two long strides, his brows furrowed and his patience running thin. “I’m not Captain America anymore,” he reminded you as he inhaled your soothing scent.

“You’ll always be Captain America he’s a part of you. And I’ll... never be good enough for you.” You stared at the henley stretched out over his broad chest, willing yourself to resist the urge to hug him. Him standing so close to you, you could inhale his unique scent you had grown to love so much.

“What?” he frowned. “Where did you get that idea?” It was absolutely ludicrous. He would have to pay a visit to whoever it was that said that to you.

“It’s the truth... that’s why you don’t want me. And I don’t blame you.” Why would someone like him be interested in you anyway.

“Doll,” he cupped your cheeks, tilting you’d head up to make you look at him, “I’m the one that doesn’t deserve you. I mean look at me.”

You arched a brow, giving him a once over before looking at his blue orbs again, his strong jaw covered in a thick beard, long locks that feel so silky in your hands, “You look like you belong on the cover of GQ, and before you have to ask, I’ll spell it out for you, since you’re like a thousand years old - GQs a magazine with pretty people on it.”

“I didn’t always look like this. I used to be very small, smaller than you.”

“Yeah, I know,” you smiled. “I’ve seen pictures, you were adorable.”

“Would you believe me if I told you a secret?”

“Yeah...” you’d believe him if he told you the sky was falling. Steve never lied.

“I love you,” he confessed as your jaw dropped, “I’ve loved you since the moment I met you. And I might not deserve you but if you consider me worthy of you, then I’d... like to have you.”

Your breath hitched as you stared at him, completely dumbfounded. “Wh - really? Nobody’s ever said that to me,” you blinked as tears started welling up in your eyes.

“I love you more than life itself. And I have a feeling that we will end up together,” he grinned.

“Well, don’t get too cocky now, I haven’t said yes yet,” you slapped his chest.

He grazed his fingers over your knuckles before holding your smaller hand in his, “So? What do you think?”

“I think... if you hurt me again I’ll punch you so hard. And my punches are much better now, thanks to Bucky, he’s been teaching me lots of stuff.”

“Never,” he shook his head, “I’d never hurt you. You’re so precious,” he kissed your knuckles.

“And you’d never leave me again,” you wanted it to be a fierce demand but your pout made it more of a needy request.

“I’m never letting you out of my sight again. We’re partners. Captain America is gone. It’s just you and me now,” he promised.

You blinked your tears away, standing on your tippy toes to place a lingering kiss to his soft plump lips.

Smiling as you pulled away, you grabbed his hand, leading him to your bedroom.

“Where are we going, doll?” he chuckled, holding onto your hips and pulling your back against his chest, attacking your neck with a flurry of kisses, unable to keep his hands off of you for even a moment.

Your squirmed in his hold, “To the bedroom. Just in case Bucky comes back,” you let out a giggle when he blew a raspberry in the crook of your neck, which then quickly turned into a moan as he sucked a mark on it.

Somehow, you managed to drag him to your small bedroom, if he had his way you’d have fucked in the hallway.

Straddling his lap on your twin bed, which looked much smaller now, what with a super soldier on top of it.

Kissing him deeply, you pulled away, breathless but only to say, “I love you, too, this is just too good to be true,” you heaved.

“A lot of unbelievable things have been happening to me lately,” he pulled you back, groaning into your mouth as you rolled your hips against his crotch. Looking at you sternly, “Doll,” he warned you.

“Please,” you whined, humping his growing erection through his jeans and your thin shorts, you could feel your panties getting wet with your arousal. “I want you, so bad,” you kept rolling your hips till he stopped you by digging his fingers in them.

“This is not how it’s done... I’m supposed to take you out on dates and buy you flowers and chocolates - ” he choked on a moan as you palmed him through his pants.

“You don’t know what you’re getting yourself into,” he gritted, snaking his fingers in your short shorts, he brushed his fingers over your weeping folds. “You want me?” he asked as you desperately nodded your head. “What do you want, sweetheart?”

You gulped, looking into his eyes and opening your mouth to answer him, his intense gaze intimidating you as you hid your face in his neck, “You know...”

“What?” he asked again, “I’m like over a thousand years old, I’m rusty, you have to tell me,” he teased you, swirling your juices around on your soft petals.

He wasn’t rusty. He had been with 'you' just a week ago, only it wasn’t you. This would be your first time with him but not his with you. It was still strange, he couldn’t really wrap his head around it or bring himself to care.

“I want you... to.. to make love to me,” you said.

“You know I would never say no to you, sweetheart,” he kissed your hair, retracting his hand from your shorts he sucks your juices off his fingers, you taste the same.

You helped him as he rolled your shorts and your panties down your legs, pulling your tank top up and tossing it away. You fumbled, making yourself small and covering yourself up with your arms. But he wasn’t having any of it, he pinned your hands behind your back, latching onto your nipple.

“I’m...,” you gasped as he bit your hardened bud, bunching his henley up in your hand, “you’re wearing too making clothes,” you complained.

“Then why don’t you help me take them off, doll?”

Your eager hands pulled him out his pesky clothes, hiding his magnificent physique from you. You had seen him shirtless a handful of times, while dressing his wounds, but you always stared at him in awe. He did look like he was made in a laboratory.

You knelt before him, between his legs, eager to find out if he tastes as good as he looks.

He tried to stop you but you swatted his hands away, “You’ll hurt your knees, doll,” he reasoned.

You snorted, wrapping your hand around his thick girth, “I thought we were partners. I won’t have you treat me like I’m some damsel in distress again.”

He pouted, pulling at your kiss swollen bottom lip with his thumb, “That’s too bad because I’m always going to take care of you, especially now that I’m your man.”

You rolled your eyes, he really was getting ahead of himself, he’ll have to do a lot more to prove himself before you accept him as ‘your man’.

But you decide to let that go for now, instead focusing on his cock glistening with precum, peaking your tongue out to taste some of it and swirling your tongue around on his bulbous head.

“Don’t tease, doll,” he groaned, holding onto the back of your head, not really pushing but to urge you to take more of him because he was at the end of his rope, feeling as if he’d burst right there.

You pushed away at his hand, “I’m in control,” you stated, “no touching till I say so. Is that understood?”

He didn’t care, he just wanted you to stop your cruelty and put your mouth on him so he simply nodded, not knowing if he could actually keep the promise.

With a victorious smile you wrapped your mouth around his head, leisurely sucking on it, moaning at the taste of him before taking in as much as you could, pumping the rest of his length, fondling his balls with the other hand.

He was about to touch your perky breasts, but then remembered your ridiculous ‘no touching' rule so he ran a hand through his head hair, wiping the sheen of sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand.

“God that mouth of yours,” he growled when you pulled him out with a loud ‘pop’.

A string of saliva connecting your lips to him, “I want you to come in my mouth,” you instructed.

“You want to swallow daddys cum?” he couldn’t help but laugh out loud at the incredulous look on his face.

“Who would’ve known... Steven 'golden boy’ Rogers, of all people...” you shook your head, a small smile on your face as you thought about the times you had called him that in your head while rubbing one out to the thought of him.

You pressed your lips to the vein on the underside of his cock, sucking on it, “You’re going to come in my mouth, daddy, and stay there until I swallow all of it,” you told him, if only to remind him that you were in control, even if he ‘convinced' you to call him that.

You lightly scraped your teeth over his length before swallowing around him, gagging a bit as you tried to take more of him, but it seemed impossible to fit him whole no matter how hard your tried.

“I’ll try,” he teased, releasing a shaky exhale, his balls tightening in your palm as he held onto the sheets, painting the back of your throat with ropes of his spend.

You swallowed all of him, suckling on his length till you felt him softening in your mouth, you opened your mouth to show him, “Told you I’d swallow it all,” you licked your lips, just in case you missed anything.

“You’re such a good girl.” He praised, cupping your head and leaning down to kiss you, tasting himself on your lips. Easily picking you up and flipping you so that you were on your back, he spread your thighs, licking his lips as he caught a glimpse of your cunt. “What do you want to do now, sweetheart?” he asked again.

You whimpered, mumbling nonsense but you knew, once Steve set his mind to something it was impossible to convince him otherwise. He was really gonna make you say it out loud. “I want your mouth on me,” you turned your head to the side, shutting your eyes, completely flustered.

He dove in for his prize, giving your bundle of nerves a soft kiss before smearing your juices around your cunt with his fingers, prodding one at your entrance he plunged it in, your walls hugging it so wonderfully, “You’re so tight, all for me...” he blew a breath of air on it, kissing the soft patch of hair on top of your mould.

You were much too delirious to think of anything but his fingers teasing you, his lips pressing butterfly kisses to your thighs, his hands massaging your titts, but you vaguely heard him call out your name.

“What?” you rasped, propping yourself up on your elbows.

“Come, sit on my face. You said you wanted to be in control,” he shrugged.

“Wh - what... do you even know how that works?” you heaved. You had never done something like that before, while it sounds enticing, it would be impractical... maybe...

“I thought they had like two sex positions in the forties. The missionary, and uh...”

He shushed you, “I’ve never been a prude, you should know that by now,” lying on his back, he felt his dick hardening again and aching for any kind of attention from you, but he’d have to take care of you first.

“Come here...” He held onto your hips, pulling you up till you were over his mouth, “Take what you need, doll.”

You hummed, running your drenched pussy over his face, a shiver went up your spine at the feel of his coarse bread on your sensitive skin, “I can’t,” you mewled.

“Yes, you can, doll. Come on, be good for your daddy,” he spurred you on.

Taking a deep breath, you held onto the headboard, arching your back as he wrapped his mouth around your bundle of nerves, you started grinding your hips over him, soon getting accustomed and even liking the burn his glorious beard gave you.

“I’m gonna... come, daddy,” your voice breathy, your hand massaging your breast as you gushed around his beard.

You held onto the board, trying to catch your breath, your other hand in his long locks as he kept lapping you up.

You shuddered as you crawled down his body, hovering over his hard cock which was pressing against his taut stomach. You spread your lips with your fingers, peaking up to see him looking at you with dark, lust ridden eyes, coating him in your juices by running your clit up and down his length.

It was too much for your sensitive clit to be rubbing against the velvety skin of his cock but not nearly enough for him.

He digs his nails into your hips, growling, “Get on with it,” he held onto the base of his length, nudging your lips aside before plunging into your heat.

“Oh,” you gulped, trying to sink your hips down on him but even after all that preparation he was too big for you.

“You’re so small, doll,” he smiled, noticing your evident struggle as he caressed your cheek, his eyes fixed on you trying to take him in, “is it too hard?”

You nodded, “I can still do it though,” still so eager to please him...

“You don’t have to. You’ve done so much already, you must be tired.”

You opened your mouth, to argue that he was the one who had taken a long journey to get here, but he circled a hand around your waist, bringing you down, flush against his chest.

“You just lay there and let me do the work, okay, sweetheart?” you whimpered but nodded with your cheek pressed to his heart as he thrusted deep into you.

“Okay, daddy, I’ll try,” you murmured, tears streaming down your cheek when he brushed against your sweet spot.

He stopped his hips when he heard you son, “You all right, doll?” he asked, looking down at you.

“Yes, it’s just so good, please don’t stop,” you requested.

And he had promised to never say no to you so he kept fucking up into your tight hole, whispering sweet words to you, telling you just how good you were at taking him, how well you were doing.

“My one and only,” he kissed your head as you cried into his chest, clenching around his cock. Triggering his own climax as he came inside you, staying inside you even after he was done.

Content with knowing that you’ll be his forever.

As long as he doesn’t fuck up again...

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corvidiss · 3 years

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On the Creature’s early influences and how they affected his view of relationships.

(Two TL;DRs at the bottom; one as a detailed summary, one as a far briefer summary.)

I will refer to Frankenstein’s creation as the Creature rather than Adam in this essay, as A) not all people call him Adam, and B) it will avoid confusion with Adam from Paradise Lost.

When thinking about the maturity and motives of the Creature, I was compelled to think on his request for a bride, and his early influences. My thoughts on the matter follow:

The Creature grew up (though his body was adult, his mind was arguably reset and had to grow like a child’s) with no guidance from any parental figure or friend. Instead of being shown the ways of the world by someone, he had to find his way himself; and of the few human things that influenced him, three stand out: Society’s reaction to him, the epic poem Paradise Lost, and the De Lacey family.

Society’s reaction to the Creature was the first, and arguably most important, human factor that affected the development of his worldview. He is immediately abandoned by his creator, and shunned and attacked by the people he stumbles across. Later, Felix De Lacey attacks him violently. All this shows the Creature that he is unaccepted by humanity, and the constant denial of the kindness and love which should come with family (his father, Victor) or familiarity (the family he helped and grew to love) is sure to make him wonder if he’s unworthy of it. His experiences subtly teach him that he is incapable of being loved by humanity, however much he is capable of loving them, and however much he longs for it.

The second factor I’ll address is Paradise Lost, which the Creature says had a profound effect on him. I’ve not read Paradise Lost myself, but I’ve gained the best impression I can from plot summaries and thematic analyses online.

(It is worth mentioning that the Creature relates to Satan – “I ought to be thy Adam; but I am rather the fallen angel, whom thou drivest from joy for no misdeed. In Paradise Lost, when Satan comes to Earth to take revenge on God by causing the downfall of his newest and most favoured creations, he is moved to great envy at the sight of Adam and Eve’s innocent happiness; a feeling the Creature will come to know all too well.)

In Paradise Lost, there is no depiction of familial love; only of divine love (of God) and romantic love, and the former is presented as more important than the latter. But the Creature has been shunned by God’s creations, and has been denied the love of his creator, whom he might compare to Adam and Eve’s God – so perhaps the Creature sees divine love as inaccessible to him, and romantic love his only remaining option in a theoretical companion.

Furthermore, when Eve eats the fruit of the Tree of Knowledge, Adam chooses to do so too, because he feels his connection to Eve is so strong that they must share each other’s fate, whatever it may be. The Creature has never experienced this kind of devoted connection himself, nor has anyone sacrificed anything for him. Reading about this connection, he must have longed for such a thing himself – a thing, he sees, which has its source in romantic love.

And finally, when Adam and Eve leave their paradise, they are horrified at what they have doomed humanity to, but are comforted by the knowledge that their offspring will have revenge on Satan, and by each other’s love. While Adam’s choice to eat the fruit as well, valuing romantic love over divine love, is depicted as bad in Paradise Lost, Adam and Eve’s romantic connection is shown to be strong enough to keep them happy when they are expelled from their home and the favour of their creator. The Creature might see in this, that if he had a partner like Adam had Eve, he would be able to live with and even enjoy his own exile from humanity.

And thirdly, the De Laceys. Here is the Creature’s only source of what familial love is – and while he sees it to be a comfort to the family, it cannot truly combat the sadness and despondency that hangs over them. They spend evenings listening to the father’s music or reading aloud, but the happiness it affords them, and the happiness it affords the Creature, both fade soon after.

When Safie – Felix’s romantic love – comes along, however, the family’s spirits are brightly restored and their despair disappears. They teach and welcome her – and by doing so teach and, in a way, welcome the Creature too; everything is better for Safie’s presence. Where familial love was inadequate, this appearance of romantic love banishes the family’s sorrow.

Regardless of the true meanings and causes behind the De Lacey’s sorrow and return to happiness, these were the first impressions the Creature got, and so must have shaped his view of the world.

The Creature might be compared to children raised on classic Disney movies of princesses and princes and the portrayal of romantic love in modern media – seeking to enter a romantic relationship before they know what it truly means, or before they are ready, or even before they know true friendship. He grew up an outcast from society, and with sources that taught him of the power of romance, and not its nuances, or what else is possible and just as powerful.

As a result, he sees the only chance of gaining happiness to lie in romantic love. He no longer wishes for the acceptance of his creator – which he has come to see will never be granted to him, and perhaps even begins to believe that he does not deserve it – and instead demands the creation of another like him, so he can have this romantic love which he has been taught, inadvertently, is the only thing that can lift him from his despair.

In short, he's a child who is misguided about relationships: Paradise Lost showed blissful harmony (something which does not occur perfectly in most romances), and the imbalance of power and knowledge between woman and man. While somewhat in keeping with the sexist views of the time, this is a bad starting point for forming romantic relationships when one has had barely any contact with people, let alone the personal interactions necessary for forming one's own opinions on the difference, or lack thereof, in qualities between genders. Not only this, but he is simply not ready for a romantic relationship, especially with someone of an adult age, given his incredibly small experience of relationships and of the world as a whole – and therefore shouldn't be pushed into romantic relationships until he gains more experience as he grows, just like any other child.

Thank you for reading. :)

(TL;DRs beneath cut.)

TL;DR 1:

The Creature was raised with three main human influences: neglect from humanity, Paradise Lost, and the De Lacey family.

The neglect he experienced (Victor's abandonment, the villagers' attacks, Felix's attack) taught him that he is only going to be denied the kindness and love that should come with family (Victor) or familiarity (the family he helped for so long).

Paradise Lost contains only divine love (of God) and romantic love, and since the Creature has been denied the love of his own creator, he might see that romantic love is all that is left to him. The connection between Adam and Eve is strong – the Creature, who surely longs for such a connection, would see its source in romantic love. When Adam and Eve leave their paradise, their love makes it bearable – if the Creature had that love, perhaps, he might think, his own shunned existence would be easier, or even enjoyable.

The De Laceys' familial love is present, but seems inadequate to combat the sadness and despair that hangs over them. But when Safie, a romantic love, arrives, everything gets better and the happiness is restored. Romantic love seems, to the developing Creature’s mind, stronger than familial, whether it be true or not.

The Creature was raised with the concept of romance as a cure for sadness, perhaps similarly to how children grow up on the presentation of love in the modern media. He has come to see romantic love as the only thing that can give him happiness, without knowing its nuances or even what friendship is.

He's a child who is misguided about romantic relationships, and who simply can't be ready for them, given his incredibly small experience of the world and the people that inhabit it.

TL;DR 2:

The Creature’s view of the world was shaped by the few distant human influences he had in his developmental early age – the neglect of humanity, Paradise Lost, and the De Lacey family. All of these contributed towards the idea that romantic love was the Creature’s only remaining chance at happiness, while not teaching him the values of friendship and the subtleties of romance and love in any form.

He was misguided by his influences and convinced that romance was the only thing that could grant him happiness; but with so few experiences of people and the world as a whole, he is not only drastically ill-suited for a romantic relationship, especially with someone of an adult age, he is simply not ready, and therefore shouldn't be pushed into romantic relationships until he gains more experience as he grows, just like any other child.

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marastriker · 3 years

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1, 3, 5, 21, 32, and 41 for moneygun AND dinahboose? ,3

MONEYGUN

1. - How do they fall asleep? Wake up? Any daily rituals?

Krupp is always embracing Purse in some way, shape, or form. Purse looooves to be held. Though as the night goes on they drift apart. Purse wakes up rather early and tries to scoot his way back over to Krupp for more snuggles. Krupp is the one to actually get out of bed first though. He needs to grapple with Purse for a minute before he'll stop whining and get out of bed too. They usually pick up something for breakfast on the way to work together.

3. - Are they open about their relationship? How do they feel about public displays of affection?

They are open about it, but stay professional while they're on the job most of the time. Purse isn't one for too much PDA, but likes when Krupp randomly grabs his ass out of nowhere. And plays with it. Purse just likes Krupp touching his ass. Though Krupp is like a ninja and Purse can never manage to touch him inappropriately in public.

5. - Nicknames? Pet names? Any in-jokes?

Purse calls Krupp: Daddy, My Man, K, Krupture

Krupp calls Purse: Baby, Pursey, My Boy

They have an inside joke about Purse being a spoiled brat like Veruca Salt and asking "Daddy" for random things he wants/whims

21. - Do they share any interests or hobbies?

They do get along with work related stuff, but have wildly different personalities outside of work. For example, Krupp likes war/action movies while Purse like rom coms. Neither one of them can stand the other genre of movie, but sometimes relent just to make the other happy.

32. - Do they ever get into trouble? Is it serious, or are they just mischievous?

Krupp and Purse don't get into trouble, seeing as there's a possibility of being fired. But harmless pranks between the two of them are totally on the table. Krupp is secretly chaos loving and loves to scare the shit out of Purse at any chance he gets. He loves hearing Purse scream like a little girl in and out of the bedroom

41. - Are they party-goers? What are they like when they’re drunk? Does it happen often?

Purse is very very very social and a big partier when you get some alcohol into him. Krupp doesn't drink that often or that much at all and serves as the designated everything for the night so Purse can let loose and have fun. Because Pursey deserves it.

DINAHBOOSE

1. - How do they fall asleep? Wake up? Any daily rituals?

They fall asleep spooning, switching off who gets to be the little spoon because they both really enjoy it. But eventually CB will hog the blankets and Dinah has to keep a spare one nearby cause she doesn't want to wake him up. CB wakes up first, always working to have a little morning surprise ready for Dinah (like a doodle, a knick knack he built, a kiss, simple things.) Dinah does take a hot minute to fully wake up, but when she does they have breakfast together. CB always waits for her, no matter how hungry he is.

3. - Are they open about their relationship? How do they feel about public displays of affection?

They aren't super open at first cause it takes them a hot minute to figure out how they feel. But then they have no compunctions about other people knowing and will regularly hold hands/link arms in public. CB likes to give Dinah soft cheek kisses in public.

5. - Nicknames? Pet names? Any in-jokes?

CB calls Dinah: Princess, Cinderella, Di, Dee

Dinah calls CB: Prince, Clown Baby, Harlequin, Cee, Ceeby

They have a slew of inside jokes based on random out of context things CB has said (sometimes Dinah says shit too), but at this point neither one of them can remember the context of shit like "I'm swimming in my own underwear. How does that make you feel?" or "Stop telling me I smell like beef!"

21. - Do they share any interests or hobbies?

Okay, you can't get mad. But they are a Disney CoupleTM. The first time they go to Disney World together is the most exciting thing they've ever done in their lives. CB trades out his hat for Mickey Mouse ears. They have a lot of merch and know the lyrics and everything. It's a little annoying to others, even if they like Disney alright, but no one wants to put a damper on their fun.

32. - Do they ever get into trouble? Is it serious, or are they just mischievous?

No, not really. Dinah has helped CB become a better person and the other trouble they get into are pranks or goofs on each other. Sometimes CB steals Dinah's Aristocats coffee cup and she gets pissy cause that's her special mug.

41. - Are they party-goers? What are they like when they’re drunk? Does it happen often?

Oh they are a HOOT when they're drunk. CB is very social and likes to go out to parties sometimes. He takes Dinah along with him and promises to hold her hand because she's definitely more subdued. But she gets silly with just one Mike's Hard Lemonade and ends up feeling a lot better about it. She gets really giggly and silly when she's tipsy, whereas CB starts contemplating the meaning of life except it's in a really stupid way. "What if the world was a donut"

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simplysummers · 3 years

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soft asks:

1, 3, 4, 5, 6, 8, 9, 10, 11 (asking for a friend), 12, 13, 14, 16 ( ｡◕‿◕｡), 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 24, 25 (asking for a friend: the sequel), 26, 27, 28 (ahem), 29, 30

You always come through, my Princess 💛

1) What song makes you feel better?

“I have a dream.” - ABBA, covered by Lily James.

3) what’s your favourite candle scent?

Anything vanilla. Vanilla cookies, vanilla cupcakes, vanilla frosting, vanilla is just my absolute favourite.

4) what flowers would you like to be given?

Yellow roses

5) who do you feel most you around?

Nobody in all honesty, perhaps my older brother, but that would be a very slim perhaps.

8) tag someone or multiple people who make you feel good.

I’m not going to tag lots of people out of fear of leaving anyone out, so let’s just say everyone in my harem, the dark side server, the TBB server, and a few others who aren’t in those categories, such as: @echo-stan @gothicsprinkles @d1n0-dan @thisistheendtimes @iamanerd1 @prxncessfett @a-youngleia @thefeatherofhope @floatyteabag

9) what calms you down?

Listening to my older brother talk, associative scents, and quiet rooms with my weighted blankets

10) what’s something you’re excited for?

Next year I’m finally going to meet @quillsink , and I’m also going to France a week or so afterwards, so I’m looking forward to that! (I’m also looking forward to all of the upcoming Star Wars projects)

11) what’s your ideal date?

Okay okay, I actually have the PERFECT date that I really want to go on at some point.

So in the UK we have a holiday called ‘Bonfire Night’ of ‘Guy Fawkes Night.’ To sum it up briefly, we set off fireworks, have big bonfires, burn tiny scarecrows, and host big carnivals in honour of King James I’s assassination attempt in the early 1600s.

I would LOVE to go to one of the big firework displays with my significant other, wrapped up in our big coats and scarfs, eating toffee apples and cotton candy (or as well call it, candy floss), the weather makes your nose cold but youre wrapped up in one another’s arms as you queue for the rollercoasters, or to get a sparkler, the night sky is lit up with pretty carnival lights as you take a shot at the ring toss and win a big plushie. You bring your wooden Guy Fawkes to toss on the huge bonfire, watching the firedancers perform as you set your scarecrow alight. You find a perfect seat atop the chilly boulders to sit and watch the firework display after the commotion has died down. And then you huddle back into the car and blast showtunes while you drive into a McDonald’s drive-thru and get a hot apple pie to top off the evening. Ahhh it just sounds like heaven to me.

13) what’s your comfort food?

Mashed potatoes

14) favourite feel-good show?

Most likely Full House!

16) compliment the person who sent you this number.

Idk where to begin! Sevvie is honestly one of the most talented, beautiful and calming people I’ve ever met. She’s absolutely hilarious, incredibly smart, and just an absolute gem to be around. I’m so glad we’re friends and that you’re a part of my harem, I love you so much (platonically)

17) fairy lights or LED lights?

Fairy lights, 100%

18) do you still loved stuffed animals?

I do!!! I went to build-a-bear for my eighteenth birthday recently lmao.

19) most important thing in your life?

Right now, most likely my friends, both irl and online

20) what do you want most in the world right now?

I guess a big hug. In all honesty it’s all falling apart and I could do with just….a big hug :)

21) if you could tell your past self one thing, what would it be?

Being alone is sometimes much better than having awful friends, you don’t need to look like you fit in at the expense of your mental health, you deserve better than that.

22) what would you say to your future self?

How much longer until we figure this shit out, homie?

24) what’s something you do to de-stress?

I like to read fluffy fanfics, talk to both of my discord servers, and watch Disney and Star Wars movies.

25) what’s the best personal gift someone could give you?

Physically, I’d say a drawing, it means so much that someone would put their talent into a gift for me. But overall, just people’s time.

26) what movie would you want to live in?

Mamma Mia.

27) which character would you want to be?

In an ideal world, Princess Tiana. She went through so damn much, and not only did she become a princess, but she opened the most successful restaurant in all of New Orleans. Good for her!

28) hugs or hand-holding?

Hugs. Always hugs.

29) morning, afternoon, or night?

Night.

30) what reminds you of home?

Associative scents.

Thank you for the asks, Sevvie, you always come through 💛

#ask bea #bea’s mutuals #Veela/Sevval 🤍

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