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childofmattel · 3 months
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Vivi-Design EAH Fancast 2.0 (Pt.4)
Part 1: https://www.tumblr.com/childofmattel/735536666910015488/vivi-design-eah-fancast-20-pt-1
Part 2: https://www.tumblr.com/childofmattel/735638317217021952/vivi-design-eah-fancast-20-pt2
Part 3: https://www.tumblr.com/childofmattel/739329240523227137/eah-recast-pt3
Part 5: https://www.tumblr.com/childofmattel/739611898471923712/vivi-design-eah-fancast-20-pt5
Nadeeyuh as Ginger Breadhouse
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I know I said I wanted more actor-y roles for this FC but I can't unsee her as Ginger Breadhouse so I'm gonna keep her.
Riele Downs as Justine Dancer
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This picture is exactly why I think she should be Justine Dancer. Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk.
Yasmin Honeychurch as Meeshell Mermaid
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I'm so glad I'm not the only one who thought of Meeshell as Pacific Islander. I also think that Yasmin Honeychurch is pretty in a mermaid kind of way. Idk if she can sing but I think she matches Vivi's Meeshell's aesthetic.
Olaniyan Thurmon as Humphrey Dumpty
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Humphrey Dumpty is so underrated (I kinda get why though) but I'm glad Vivi is fleshing him out a little more. I think he matches the Pinterest quite well.
Alycia Pascual-Pena as Jillian Beanstalk
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Sure this is an excuse to use Alycia-Pascual Pena as a FC but also, she'd make a great Jillian Beanstalk
Haley Tju as Melody Piper
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Blonde Haley Tju always reminds me of vivi's Melody Piper
Skai Jackson as Nina Thumbell
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Now Idk why but for some reason the girls on Nina's pinterest remind me of Skai Jackson
Emma Myers as Lilly-Bo Peep
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She'd fit right into Vivi's pinterest of Lilly-Bo Peep which is why I think she's a great FC.
Sophia Lillis as Peony Pan
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Jessie Mae Alonzo as Jamie Hook
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Again based on picture only, Jessie Mae Alonzo would make a great Jamie Hook.
Avantika Vandanapu as Shera Zaman
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I chose this FC because I honestly think she looks so much like the picture of Shera on the Google Slides.
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nncastle · 4 days
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The gardein is slowly waking up.
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casinotrio1965 · 2 days
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Disney Descendants: The 3 oldest Tiger Lily x Lampwick kids's fairies
Tiger Peony: Savannah Searcher the scouting talent fairy
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Tulip: Abiti the sewing talent fairy
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Blue Veronica: Penna the scribe talent fairy !
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hannahhook7744 · 3 months
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Never Child Club Official members after d3;
Based on this post by @dragoneyes618 . Hope I didn't forget anybody but I probably did. This takes place in my Marvelous Misadventures of Hannah Hook and Co au, where Peter is still a kid. So he has no kids for this thing.
Link to Picrew I used.
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Canon Characters:
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Tiger Peony Rossi.
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Jane Darling-Cooper of Darling Coast.
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Daniel 'Danny' Darling-Cooper of Darling Coast.
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Sterling 'Squirmy' Smee.
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Skipper 'Squeaky' Smee.
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Samson ‘Sammy’ Smee.
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Allison ‘Ally’ Liddell of Wonderland (Due to an au and headcanon).
Next up will be ocs and the honorary mentions.
The honorary mentions will not be getting picrews because I won't be naming any specifics.
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dragoneyes618 · 2 years
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Tiger Peony Hook?
I read a book once that was supposed to be the backstory of Captain Hook. Like, the events of Peter Pan (the novel, not the Disney movie) from his point of view, and why he hates Peter Pan so much. Why he hates Peter isn’t just because he cut off his hand. When he was a boy, Peter Pan brought him to Neverland as a Lost Boy. And then wouldn’t bring him home. And then tried to kill him because he was growing up.
In this book, Captain Hook and Tiger Lily were in love. Like, that part where he sent two of his men to maroon her on a rock? He wasn’t actually kidnapping her. He was going to pretend to take her prisoner, and then he would come get her, and they would run away to a different island, because her father wouldn’t let her marry him. Except then Peter showed up and ruined it.
Incorporating this into Descendants, which I like to do with everything....this could mean that Tiger Peony (Tiger Lily’s daughter, who makes a brief appearance in one of the Isle novels) could be the half sister of Harriet, Harry, and CJ Hook. She’d have to be older than Harriet, though.
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Got any hc for Tiger Lily x Lampwick in your au?
A few, I think they met after Tiger Lily came to Auradon with Peter Pan when Beast was trying to join all the kingdoms and lands together, they became friends, they started dating when they were 16. Alexander in their oldest child and he wasn't planned, they were 21-22 when Tiger Lily got pregnant, about four years later they had, Tiger Peony. When they got married, they had both the kids as parts in the ceremony. I imagine that they'd be the cool young parents, who everyone got along with. Tiger Lily is a fashion designer, and Lampwick owns a restaurant.
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How would Tiger Peony, the daughter of Tiger Lily from one of the Isle of the Lost books, fit into your "the Isle of the Lost used to be Neverland" thing?
People of Tiger Lily were given the choice to leave Neverland as the Villains were brought to it, but they declined: Neverland was their home, and they were not leaving it. They were always too proud to even consider that offer, and Auradon didn't bother to ask twice.
And when Captain Hook's attacks intensified... When Governor Ratcliffe first called them savages... When Judge Frollo tried to burn one of their number just for looking different than him... It was too late to leave.
And I have two versions of Tiger Peony's fate:
Angst version first, because I love to torture myself apparently:
Tiger Peony was the child Harriet Hook killed.
Harriet, daughter of Captain Hook, child of Neverland, offered the mercy of death to Tiger Peony, another child of Neverland and daughter of Tiger Lily, and Peter Pan ceased to be at the very moment.
It's only fitting, isn't it?
Two children of Neverland were it's final doom.
It's not their fault, not really. Neverland was damned long before they came along, so please, do not judge. Do not judge Harriet for offering and do not judge Tiger Peony for accepting.
If you want to judge someone anyway, judge King Beast, who banned magic and brought back what should have been left to rest; or you could even blame old Captain Hook, who was the reason of Tiger Peony's injury.
You see, she looked like her mother, and Captain Hook could never recognise the past from the present.
He kidnaped her, thinking he caught Tiger Lily and hoping to trap Peter Pan once again – we never said Captain Hook was a sane man, did we?
And when his plan once again failed... He pushed her away, or maybe she ran. Either way, the twisted Neverland could not protect its children anymore. She fell, and the rest is history.
Little does James Hook know that his nemesis did cease to exist at that day, anyway.
The still depressing, but vaguely better version:
Tiger Peony is still trapped on the Isle, but she lives, with her back unbroken: You decide whether that's worth it and fortunate or not.
She lives in the twisted version of her mother's home and she does her best to survive in it: she never visits the docks, not willing to risk capturing Captain Hook's attention, she learns to fight and she visits the the Lost Boys' hideout the Dragon Hall.
She leaves little treats for the little fae whenever she can afford it and she spares a moment to play with the Lost Boys every now and then.
She befriends children of Shere Khan (yes, the literal tiger cubs), because why not? And she walks through the Isle with them by her side and her head held high, just like her mother taught her.
Eventually, she strikes an alliance with the Hook siblings, or maybe they are the ones to propose cooperation. Either way, the children of Neverland have to stick together to survive what it has become.
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greenwitchcrafts · 2 months
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March 2024 witch guide
Full moon: March 25th
New moon: March 10th
Sabbats: Ostara-March 19th
March Worm Moon
Known as: Crow Moon, Eagle Moon, Goose Moon, Hrethmonath, Lenting moon, Lentzinmanoth, Moon of Snowblind, Moon of Winds, Plow Moon, Sap Moon, Seed Moon, Sore Eyes Moon, Storm Moon, Sugar Moon & Wind Strong Moon
Element: Water
Zodiac: Pisces & Aries
Nature spirits: Air & water spirits & Mer-people
Deities: Artemis, Astarte, Athena, Cybele, Isis, Luna & Minerva
Animals: Boar, cougar & hedgehog
Birds: Sea crow & sea eagle
Trees: Alder, dogwood & honeysuckle
Herbs: Apple blossom, broom, high John root, Irish moss, pennyroyal, wood betony & yellow dock
Flowers: Daffodil, jonquil & violet
Scents: Apple blossom & honeysuckle
Stones: Aquamarine, bloodstone, jasper, opal &topaz
Colors: Pale-green, red, violet, yellow & white
Energy:  Balance, beginnings, dream work, energy breaking into the open, exploring, fertility, inner development, karma, prosperity, spirituality, success & truth seeking
For many years, it was thought that the name "Worm Moon" referred to the earthworms that appear as the soil warms in spring. This invites robins and other birds to feed—a true sign of spring.
However, more research revealed another explanation. In the 1760s, Captain Jonathan Carver visited the Naudowessie (Dakota) and other Native American tribes and wrote that the name Worm Moon refers to a different sort of “worm”—beetle larvae—which begin to emerge from the thawing bark of trees and other winter hideouts at this time.
March’s full Moon often plays a role in religion, specifically in Christianity, this Moon is known as the Lenten Moon if it is the last full Moon of the winter season (i.e., if it occurs before the spring equinox) or as the Paschal Full Moon if it is the first full Moon of spring (i.e., if it occurs after the spring equinox).
Ostara
Known as: Alban Eiler, Lady Day & Spring/Vernal equinox
Season: Spring
Symbols: 8-spoked wheel, butterflies, chicks, decorated baskets, eggs, feathers, jellybeans, lambs, rabbits, seeds, shamrocks, spring flowers & sunwheels
Colors: Green, indigo, light blue, pastels, pink, red & yellow
Oils/Incense: African violet, florals, ginger, jasmine, lotus, magnolia, rose, sage & strawberry
Animals: Cormorant, hare, hawk, rabbit, sheep, sparrow & swallow
Mythical: Dragon & Unicorn
Stones: Amethyst, aquamarine, bloodstone, moonstone, red jasper & rose quartz
Food: Dairy foods, eggs(hard boiled), fruits, honey, honey cakes, leafy greens, vegetables, pine nuts, pumpkin, sunflower seeds, sprouts & waffles
Herbs/Plants: Acorn, cinquefoil, dogwood, ginger, Irish moss, olive, strawberry & woodruff
Flowers: Celandine, crocus, daffodil, dandelion, Easter lily,  jasmine gorse, honeysuckle, hyssop, iris, jonquil, linden, narcissus, peony, snowdrop, tansy & violet
Goddesses: Aphrodite, Ariadne, Artemis, Athena, Coatlicue, Cybele,Demeter, Diana, Eos, Eostre, Flora, Gaia, Hera, Idunn, Iris, Ishtar, Juno, Minerva, Persephone, Venus & Vesta
Gods: Adonis, Attis, Celi, Cernunnos, Coel, Dagda, Dalon ap Landu, Dumuzi, Green Man, Lord of the Greenwood, Mithras, Odin, Osiris, Ovis & Pan
Issues, Intentions & Powers: Agriculture, balance, beauty, fertility, growth, life, love & rebirth/renewal
Spellwork: Air magick, fertility, new beginnings & water magick
Activities:
• Go on a hike/walk & look for signs of spring
• Add Ostara symbols to decorate your altar space
• Plant vegetable &/or flower seedlings
• Decorate eggs with bright colors
• Set your intentions for the weeks/months ahead
• Start a new class or hobby
• Create eggshell candles
• Make plans & new routines for the future
• Participate in rituals & ceremonies that connect you with energy & the life force of nature
• Have a feast with your friends &/family with sprouts & leafy greens
• Bake hot cross buns or lavender/lemon flavored treats
• Clean & de-clutter your home
• Try a re-birthing/ renewing ritual
• Bring fresh flowers or plants into into the home
• Host a spring & floral themed tea party
• Make egg based food dishes & desserts
This holiday marks the Spring Equinox, which happens before March 19-22. It is the second of three spring celebrations (the midpoint between Imbolc and Beltane)  during which light & darkness are again in balance, with light on the rise. It is a time of new beginnings & of life emerging further from the grips of winter.
There is much debate regarding the origins of Ostara due to the lack of primary sources about this sabbat. One theory is the name of Ostara came from the Anglo-Saxon goddess Eostre. Another theory is that Eostre is more of a localized goddess in Kent County, England. Despite the questions of her origins, Eostre is associated with modern-day Pagan traditions of Ostara.
There is no evidence that the ancient Greeks or Romans celebrated Ostara, although they did celebrate their own spring festivals, such as the Roman festival of Floralia & the Greek festival of Anthesteria. It was a time to honor the returning sun, fertility & rebirth.
Related festivals:
• Nowruz- March 19th
Nowruz marks the first day of spring & renewal of nature. It is celebrated on the day of the astronomical vernal equinox. It is also celebrated as the beginning of the new year by people all around the world for over 3,000 years in the Balkans, the Black Sea Basin, the Caucasus, Central Asia, the Middle East & other regions.
It promotes values of peace & solidarity between generations & within families as well as reconciliation & neighbourliness. Nowruz plays a significant role in strengthening the ties among peoples based on mutual respect & the ideals of peace and good neighbourliness. 
Traditional customs of Nowruz include fire & water, ritual dances, gift exchanges, reciting poetry, symbolic objects & more; these customs differ between the diverse peoples & countries that celebrate the festival.
• Holi- March 25th
Holi is a popular & significant Hindu festival celebrated as the The festival of colors, Love &Spring. It commemorates eternal and divine love of the deities Radha & Krishna. Additionally, the day signifies the triumph of good over evil, as it celebratess the victory of Vishnu as Narasimha over Hiranyakashipu. Holi originated & is predominantly celebrated in the Indian subcontinent, but has also spread to other regions of Asia & parts of the Western world through the Indian diaspora.
Holi also celebrates the arrival of Spring in India, the end of winter & the blossoming of love. It is also an invocation for a good spring harvest season. It lasts for a night & a day, starting on the evening of the Purnima (full moon day) falling on the Hindu calendar month of Phalguna, which falls around the middle of March in the Gregorian calendar.
• Easter- March 31st
also called Pascha or Resurrection Sunday is a Christian festival & cultural holiday commemorating the resurrection of Jesus from the dead, described in the New Testament as having occurred on the third day of his burial following his crucifixion by the Romans at Calvary c. 30 AD. It is the culmination of the Passion of Jesus Christ, preceded by Lent (or Great Lent), a 40-day period of fasting, prayer, & penance.
Easter traditions vary across the Christian world & include sunrise services or late-night vigils, exclamations & exchanges of Paschal greetings, flowering the cross & the decoration and the communal breaking of Easter eggs (a symbol of the empty tomb) among many others. The Easter lily is a symbol of the resurrection in Western Christianity traditionally decorates the chancel area of churches on this day & for the rest of Eastertide. Additional customs that have become associated with Easter & are observed by both Christians & some non-Christians include Easter parades, communal dancing, the Easter Bunny & egg hunting.
Other Celebrations:
• Festival of Luna- March 31st
Is a feast day honoring the Goddess Luna who is seen as the divine embodiment of the Moon.
The Temple of Luna was a temple on the Aventine Hill in Rome, dedicated to Luna, the moon goddess. Its dedication was celebrated on March 31st, thus the celebration.
According to Tacitus, it was built by king Servius Tullius. However, the first confirmed reference to a temple to Luna dates to 182 BC & refers to one of its doors being knocked off its posts by a miraculous blast of air & shot into the back of the Temple of Ceres. That account probably places the temple at the north end of the hill, just above porta Trigemina. The temple was struck by lightning around the time of the death of Cinna, as was the temple of Ceres. After the destruction of Corinth, Lucius Mummius Achaicus dedicated some of his spoils from the city to this temple. It was destroyed in the Great Fire of Rome in 64 AD & not rebuilt.
Sources:
Farmersalmanac .com
Llewellyn's Complete Book of Correspondences by Sandra Kines
Wikipedia
A Witch's Book of Correspondences by Viktorija Briggs
Encyclopedia britannica
Llewellyn 2024 magical almanac Practical magic for everyday living
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inkbybambi · 2 months
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simon "ghost" riley/john "soap" mactavish/f!reader words: 4.2k warnings: mmf, threesome, fingering, anal fingering, finger sucking, riding, creampie, doggy style, pet names (kitten, bonnie, angel, etc), dirty talk, breeding kink notes: this was written as part of the valentine's exchange from @bunnyreaper ♡ this is a gift for @auspicioustidings ♡ this is my first time writing a threesome, but i loved every moment of it ♡ header image is coral charm peony ii by mia tarney
The light of the dying sun slowly drains from the horizon, hues of blues, pinks, and purples following in its wake. There’s a gentle breeze coming through the open windows of the cottage; a little haven tucked away for you and yours. A smile plays at your lips as a small cow-shaped timer trills from its perch on the kitchen counter. You slip on a pair of oven mitts decorated with highland cattle, taking out your shortbread from the oven lest it bake for even a moment too long. 
Your boys were due to be home soon and this sweet treat was the last on your to-do list. 
They had left you earlier that week with a messy amount of kisses pressed to your cheeks and forehead and lips and anywhere they could reach, really. You had similarly returned the favor, finding your favorite lipstick to press marks onto Simon’s mask and Johnny’s glove before pressing other faded marks elsewhere. 
Before letting them cross the threshold back into the world — one that had tried to take them from you more times than you could count — you spritzed your favorite perfume on their wrists, sealing it with a kiss. The scent may fade with the mark, but they’ll know. 
Your heart ached the moment they left and its felt more numb in the days since, waiting dormant for them to return, to let you breathe fully knowing they’re there, that they hadn’t been taken from you. 
You inhale sharply to disperse your lingering worries. They’ve always, always come home to you. Today will be no different.
You leave the shortbread to cool on a rack as you gather your sugar and butter for the caramel next. 
The one perk of solitude means the abundance of time you had to practice. Johnny isn’t necessarily known for his patience — not when it comes to you or Simon — and he would’ve been quite the distraction. You burnt enough caramel without him, thank you very much. 
The soft, warm lights of the kitchen accompany you humming Simon’s favorite song, staring patiently at your pan as your sugar melts slowly, pulling you into a sugary-sweet trance. 
You lose yourself to your very serious task of making sure your caramel doesn’t burn, the melody of the song lost in your throat as your humming softens, concentration on anything outside your little kitchen waning. 
The click of the front door doesn’t phase you, and neither does the muffled thump of boots and bags. The sugar has started to dissolve and you can’t bear to lose your concentration now. 
“Bonnie!” 
You barely have time to register Johnny’s excited shout, head snapping up only moments before strong arms wrap around your waist, hauling you up to spin you in a hug. 
“Johnny!” you laugh through your startled yelp, squirming in equal parts because you want to hug him properly and to get back to your caramel. 
“Johnny, the caramel!” you exclaim when his grip on you only tightens, his face pressed between your shoulder blades. 
“Ach, we dinnae caramel,” he says almost petulantly, voice lost against the fabric of your shirt. He does put you down — albeit reluctantly — but all you do is turn in his hold to lace your arms around his neck, pulling him even closer than before. 
“Missed ye,” he says as a soft kiss is pressed to your temple and you bury further into the crook of his neck. You’ve missed his warmth, and his scent, and the comfort of him and being his. 
You feel like you miss him all the time, but it’s the moments when they’re first back when you realize just how much, and the knot of worry slowly unfurls the longer you spend in his arms. 
He cradles the nape of your neck gently and you can hear the angry bubbling of your sugar — too far gone now to save — but you wouldn’t be able to pull yourself away from him for even a moment. 
“Where’s Si?” you ask against his skin when there’s a very distinct lack of your other half from the kitchen, craving his touch just as badly. 
It’s not real until you’ve seen them both, until you’ve touched them both, to know that they aren’t the phantoms that will sometimes accompany your dreams, your memories. 
“Think he went to the shower, hen,” comes Johnny’s soothing reply, pulling you back from your hiding spot to cradle your face in his hands. 
You used to hate how small you felt with them; how it felt like you were an accessory to them rather than part of them. 
Now you feel nothing but protected, cradled carefully in their hold, their own way of keeping you safe. 
You pout, glancing over his shoulder, down the hall to where the bedroom lay, seeing the faint hint of light from the bathroom spilling out. Johnny’s calloused thumb rubs over your bottom lip, before he crowds in close enough to give you  a soft kiss. 
“Without us?” you ask, and he snorts in reply. 
“Go on, then,” he says as he herds you towards the bedroom, a gentle pat to your ass to urge you along. “Go join ‘im.” 
Your pout deepens, holding out your hand for him. 
“Come with me,” you don’t whine, but you wiggle your fingers enticingly. You’ve been without them for so long, you don’t want to go another second without either of them. 
You’re selfish in very few ways, but are unapologetically so when it comes to your boys. 
Johnny steps into your space, a soft kiss pressed to the corner of your mouth, before nudging your cheek with his nose. 
“I’ll be right behind you,” he promises with another lingering kiss, and you nuzzle into him momentarily before nodding and releasing his hold. Like a moth to a flame, you follow the path to the bedroom, seeing Simon’s clothes already tucked into the basket that’s specifically meant for their work clothes. Anything to separate who they are out there to who they are with you. 
You shed your own clothes, placing them in the empty hamper before stepping into the bathroom, the tile cold on your feet. 
He stands just beyond the glass, new scratches and bruises littering his skin. You’re going to kiss each and every one before you fall asleep tonight. You take a few moments to appreciate him; the broad expanse of his back, the slight layer of fat that surrounds his tummy, thick thighs that you love to bury yourself between, muscles moving like water. 
“Take a picture, it’ll last longer,” comes his teasing lilt as he turns to face you, a smirk plastered on his lips as he tilts his head in invitation. You bite your lip to hide your excitement, hurrying over to join him in the shower, taking his hand as he reaches for you, drawing you under the spray of the water.
“I have plenty of photos, actually,” you tease back. He tilts your chin up with a tattooed finger, leaning down to kiss you, before he moves to hold your throat delicately, keeping you in place. You inch up on your toes to press even closer, nipples pressed against his broad chest. 
“Not nearly enough, love,” he replies, not giving you a moment to answer before he draws you back into his mouth, licking into you and swallowing your gasps. You hum and lean into him, lacing your arms around his shoulders. One of his large hands splays against the middle of your back, the other trailing down your spine to the curve of your ass, pulling you in close. 
“Missed you,” you breathe out between kisses, as you cup his face to kiss him deeper, desperation thickening in your veins the longer you’re in his hold. “Missed you so much,” and your nails dig into his skin, adding a collection of your own marks to the others on his body. 
A warm body at your back makes you shiver, pulling away from your kiss to lean your head back on his shoulder. Simon cradles the back of Johnny’s head, kissing him softly. 
“You two need to clean up,” you murmur into Johnny’s jaw, lips grazing the stubble that’s been growing for a few days. It burns your lips, but you’re thankful for any reminder of them. 
“But you’re so comfortable,” Johnny practically whines as he leans further into you, arms tight around your waist, thankful Simon was there to provide stability or else you absolutely would’ve lost balance. 
“Johnny,” Simon admonishes gently, a bite to his ear in reprimand. Johnny squeezes your tummy tighter in reply, but turns to brush his nose gently over Simon’s. 
You wriggle from his grip, a hand on each of their forearms for balance, pressing a kiss to the corner of Johnny’s mouth before pressing one to Simon’s. 
“The quicker you get clean, the quicker you can join me on the bed,” is your parting words as you grab a fluffy towel from the rack, drying yourself before sauntering to the bedroom, diving into fresh sheets. 
You hear the soft murmurs of their conversation curtained by the fall of the water, rolling onto your back and arching up as you stretch, feeling as the tension seeps from your body, relaxing further into the mattress. 
“MacTavish!” comes Simon’s warning bark before a very excited, very wet Johnny launches himself into the bed at you, burrowing his face into your neck as you giggle, feeling the bubbles of body wash that he hadn’t bothered to rinse all the way off. 
He peppers your throat and jaw with kisses, teeth scraping every now and then before he reaches your mouth for a breathless kiss, and you cradle his head gently, nails grazing along the nape of his neck, feeling how his shaved sides have grown just a little since they went away. You’re sure he’ll let you clean him up proper tomorrow, but you don’t want you or either of your boys to leave the bed for the foreseeable future. 
“Simon’s grumpy,” he says against your cheek, and you can’t help but snort. 
“Can’t possibly imagine why,” you tease in return, gripping a longer part of his mohawk and giving a harsh tug, hoping Simon brings an extra towel or two with him because the bed is damn near drenched — and not in the fun way. 
“Absolute menace, that one,” Simon says as he comes from the bathroom, towel slung low on his hips showing the tantalizing line of his tummy that you love so much. 
“Aye,” Johnny agrees with a cheeky smile, removing himself from you and sitting on his heels, settling himself over you to turn back and look at Simon. “But ye love me.” 
Simon comes forward with a fresh towel in hand, motioning for Johnny so he can dry him off. 
Simon doesn’t say anything in reply — he doesn’t have to, and both you and Johnny know that your declarations of love will never go unrequited — instead stopping at the edge of the bed and reaching for him. 
“Be a good pup,” you say as  you push him back with your foot, pressing him back into Simon’s hold so he can dry him off, ruffling his mohawk and wiping away the lingering drops that cling to his tanned skin, Johnny’s own marks and scars adorning his body. The intensity of the blue of his eyes feels like a shock of electricity, his gaze unwavering from yours as Simon tilts his head to the side to press a gentle kiss to his jaw, a soft I love you pressed to his skin. Simon’s lips graze over to his ear, murmuring something too low for you to hear. 
Johnny turns enough to catch Simon’s mouth in a rough, dirty kiss, teeth nipping his bottom lip before a tap to his ass pushes him into motion, crawling his way over the bed back to you. 
You arch up into his body as he slinks closer, a hand on your jaw pulling you into for a filthy kiss of your own. You whine against his mouth as Johnny pulls you up from where you lay on the bed, moving to take your place. 
Johnny settles you over his hips, blue eyes sparkling in the lingering light of the bathroom, a fond smile painting his lips. As cute as he looks — and he looks adorable — the thick heat of his cock resting between your legs makes you ache, makes you want him to take what he wants. His nails dig into your calves as he anchors you against him, rocking his hips against yours, cock moving through your slick and catching on your clit. 
“God, we missed ye,” Johnny sighs out as he digs his nails into your skin, and you bite your lip against the sting of his possession. 
“Never heard the end of it,” Simon says as he comes around the side of the bed, one leg braced on the mattress, the towel parting enough to show his aching cock. 
“Did you take good care of our pup?” you ask through a gasp as you turn to the blonde, eyes fluttering as Johnny’s cock catches at your entrance. 
“Always, love,” he promises, Simon crowding in close as you pull his towel loose, blindly tossing it from the bed as he kneels on the bed at your side, swallowing your next gasp as he presses his lips to yours. 
“Don’t like it when you leave,” you pout against his lips as he moves to kiss down your jaw and throat, trailing his lips over your shoulder. Your head tilts to the side, wanting his teeth in your skin. 
“We’re here, darlin’,” Johnny soothes as a hand grazes up your side to grip your breast, thumb flicking over your nipple until it hardens under his touch. You lay above him, arms braced by his head as you catch him in a kiss, happily letting him take control as his tongue licks deep into your mouth. “We’re not going anywhere,” is his whispered promise and you just nod in agreement as you press your mouth back against his, unable to get enough of his touch, of his taste. 
“Missed your cock,” you whimper with a sharp roll of your hips, Simon settling behind you, hands on your waist as his chin tucks over your shoulder, watching your slick soak Johnny’s cock. 
“Gorgeous thing,” is Simon’s soft purr of praise, one of his hands slipping down the line of your tummy until he can press two fingers against your clit, his other hand grazing up to hold your throat, tilting your head back against his shoulder. 
“Dreamed of your cunt, bonnie,” Johnny pants from beneath you, feeling his cock pulse with each of your thrusts. His fingers grip your hips tight, and Simon tuts at him from his perch over your shoulder. 
“Don’t cum, pup,” and Johnny only whines in reply, nails biting into your skin. “Wanna see your cum spill from her pretty pussy.” 
You’re breathless, need and want coursing through your blood, desperate for something more. 
“Please,” you mewl as you try to paw for Johnny’s chest, but Simon’s hold on your throat keeps you in place. 
One of Johnny’s hands grip you hard enough to lift you from his lap, his other fisting the root of his cock so he can guide you down onto him slowly, your pussy fluttering as you sink deeper in his lap until he’s completely sheathed. 
“Fuck,” he bites out, and you feel the way his legs shake as he holds off his release. He looks gorgeous beneath you, head thrown back against the pillows, the line of his throat exposed and mournfully free of marks from either you or Simon. 
“How’s she feel?” Simon asks, dipping his fingers lower to feel for himself  where you and Johnny are connected. 
“L-like a fuckin’ dream,” comes his panted reply. 
“You wanna fuck ‘er?” he asks, like you aren’t even here. 
You feel like you aren’t, lost in the pleasure of Johnny’s cock nestled deep inside you, stuffing you full. You don’t think Johnny is capable of words after a week without you and your touch, but soon he starts a slow grind of his hips up into you, the crown of his cock pressing against your cervix. 
You cry out in pleasure as he continues the slow roll of his hips, fighting the urge to beg him to fuck you rough. This is for him just as much as it is for you. 
Simon’s grip on your throat remains, thick fingers collaring you, keeping you safe. The two fingers he used to rub your clit, to feel where Johnny was plugged into you, grazes your lips. You willingly open your mouth, swallowing down his fingers as best you can with him behind you. 
“Did you miss me too, darling?” he asks, though you can feel his smirk pressed against your skin, knowing you can only gurgle your answer around his fingers, spit spilling out from the corner of your mouth. 
“I know, kitten,” he says with a kiss to your shoulder, pressing his fingers even deeper, causing you to choke, your throat working around his digits. “I missed you too.” 
He withdraws his fingers as you gasp for breath, losing it the next second when Johnny snaps his hips up hard against you. His soaked fingers trail down your spine to your other hole, the tight ring of muscle fluttering as he circles it, just pressing the tips of his fingers against it. 
“Johnny couldn’t stop talking about your ass,” Simon says against your skin. Your eyes flash to Johnny’s, glazed and dark, but his eyes are locked to Simon’s. “Told me how warm it is,” he continues, very carefully pressing one of his thick fingers against your rim as you beg yourself to relax. “How every single inch of you,” he says as he slowly begins to pump his finger deeper and deeper with each word, “is meant for us.” 
“Steamin’ bloody Jesus, Simon,” comes Johnny’s choked moan, “she’s squeezin’ me so tight.” 
Simon hums in reply as he continues his leisurely pace of fucking his finger into you. “Wonder what my cock would feel like in here,” he muses, continuing a line of kisses across your shoulders. He digs his teeth in deep into your shoulder, a shaky moan rising in your throat as he wiggles a second finger into the tight ring of muscle. 
“T-too much,” you whine out, asshole fluttering desperately around his fingers. Johnny’s cock was bigger than Simon’s two fingers — but it had been well over a week since either of them had touched you there. 
He stills as Johnny leans up to kiss along your collar and chest, tongue licking across your nipples. 
“Give me a color, love,” he asks gently, the fingers around your throat loosening so it’s easier for you to breathe. Johnny’s soft pants ghost against your skin as he holds your waist gently, ever so patient with you. 
“Bonnie?” comes Johnny’s soft prompting, laced with concern when you didn’t answer. 
“Green,” you whisper out after another moment of pause, and Simon’s answering good girl makes you melt further into their touch. 
Sweet, precious girl Johnny whispers against your collar, one arm laced around your waist as his other hand reaches for Simon’s hip. 
You bite your lip as tears thicken your throat. Your head is muddy with pleasure and love for your two boys, not realizing how much you’ve missed them until now, their soft praise spoken against your skin, kisses and devotion pressed to each exposed inch that they can reach. 
Simon carefully begins to thrust his fingers into you, sinking deeper each time until he’s able to curl and thrust without any resistance. Heat licks deep in your belly, broken moans catching in your throat with each expert thrust of his fingers. 
You vaguely hear him ask Johnny for the lube, hearing the pop of the cap as he squirts a generous amount into his hand, coating his length before smearing whatever is left over your hole, empty now without his fingers. 
He drags the tip of his cock over your hole, teasing the relaxed ring of muscle, watching as it looks like your hole is trying to draw him in, desperate. 
“Think you can take me, love?” comes his question pressed against your cheek, and you lace one arm back around to hold the nape of his neck, a soft yes falling from your lips. 
One thing you’ve learned from your boys is they always want to hear you. They love how vocal you are — Johnny especially — but hearing how badly you crave them, need them makes something primal in them snap, wanting to give you everything you beg for and more. 
“Slowly now,” he says as he pushes the crown past your ring of muscle, and you swallow thickly, nails digging into any part of Johnny you can reach. Johnny does his best to distract you with soft praises as Simon slowly sinks into you, pausing halfway when he feels you trembling under his touch. 
“Fuckin’ hell, darlin’,” he groans out, forehead resting on your shoulder. 
“Feels good, don’t she, Si?” 
Simon inhales sharply, raising his head enough to pull Johnny in for a kiss as your nails scratch at the base of Simon’s neck, leaning back against him as you watch your boys indulge in each other. 
“Incredible, just like you said,” he agrees with one more kiss, teeth nipping sharply at Johnny’s bottom lip. 
Johnny leans back down against the sheets, pulling you forward. Simon follows carefully, allowing Johnny to adjust your hips so it’s easier for him to sink the rest of the way into your hole. 
“Angel of our lives, ah swear,” Johnny says as he begins to carefully thrust up into you, knocking the wind from your lungs when his sharp thrust catches that squishy spot deep inside you that makes you keen and clench around them, Simon’s moan reverberating against your back. 
Simon carefully ruts into you, timing himself with Johnny’s thrusts, until you can’t think of anything more than the heat coursing through you, sparking and igniting like a wildfire. 
You can’t think of anything other than their names, but after a few minutes, Simon braces one of his feet on the bed so he can thrust in harder, rougher, and your voice cracks with how hard you cry out, lost to the pleasure. 
“Wanna stuff you full,” Johnny babbles beneath you, his thick thumb moving down to rub your clit, touch electric and causing you to moan and shudder in his hold. “Watch our cum drip from you until you’re full of our babe.” 
Simon’s free hand settles over your tummy, thumb stroking in surprising gentleness compared to the absolute filthy mess they’re making of you. 
“You want that, lovie?” Simon asks from behind you, his question punctuated with a sharp thrust, the obscene sound of his balls slapping against your ass accompanying the sounds of Johnny’s cock drenched in your slick. 
You’re helpless and reduced to nodding and whimpering, clenching hard around them as you whine out about giving them a baby. 
“Christ, love,” Johnny grits out before he’s spilling deep inside you, thick ropes of cum painting your insides. He grips the nape of your neck to bring you in for a kiss, a mixture of panting his moans against your mouth and swallowing your own. 
Simon’s fingers are back on your clit, your nub hard and sensitive, sensitive to his touch. 
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” you pant out as you reach your peak, Simon buried deep inside you as his grinds, cock pressed deep inside you. 
Johnny’s cock pulses with your orgasm, walls fluttering and spilling your release over him, the force of it causing his cum to spill out from where Johnny’s still plugged deep. 
“Atta girl,” Simon snarls as he buries his teeth in your shoulder with his own release, your eyes rolling back as you feel each thick pulse of his cum. He growls as he minutely thrusts into you, his own cum spilling from where his cock is nestled in your ass, making a mess of Johnny beneath you two. 
Simon draws his teeth from your shoulder, soothing  over the wound with his tongue as it pulses with your heartbeat. Soft kisses are placed along the line of your shoulders and close to your throat as you settle into their touch. 
He gently draws you to him, pressing a significantly softer kiss to your lips as your breathing evens out. You press your forehead to his to bask in his warmth, his nose pressed to your cheek as his nuzzles into your skin before carefully pulling out, his cum slipping from your hole. He helps keep you in place for Johnny to pull out as well, before Johnny is gathering you into his arms, cradling you against his chest and running his fingers delicately along the line of your back. 
You hate how empty you feel without them, but they’re right there, close enough for you to touch, for you to know they’re here with you, home, finally. 
You nuzzle into Johnny’s hold, already the edges of sleep drawing you deep. Simon settles behind you, a thick arm around your waist, anchoring you to him, to them. You murmur something about ruined caramel, but the press of their lips across your cheeks and forehead are all you need, finally allowing you to rest in the comfort of their arms. 
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cjcroen1393 · 4 months
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Mochi Mayhem (spoilers under the cut)
Well... THAT was horrifying.
All throughout, I kept finding myself saying "Oh no..." because I knew something horrible was about to happen... I liked it! It was genuinely suspenseful!
A few thoughts...
Non-Spoiler Thoughts:
I may actually start shipping Florian, Nemona and Kieran as a polyship now, considering how well Nemona hit it off with him!
Arven was real jealous of Kieran lol. He even called him "the enemy" at one point!
Penny thinks our mom is hot (bi/pan Penny real???) and has a sweet tooth, which makes sense given her characterization.
I was able to breeze through most of the battles, but that's mainly because I kept my level 100 team and Ogerpon as the main fighters lol
Spoiler Thoughts:
I feel bad for Carmine. She missed out on the adventure because Pecharunt was controlling her the whole time.
I felt REALLY bad for Kieran, since he had to watch his family being possessed one-by-one.
It's officially confirmed: Peony is Penny's dad.
Nurse Joy was the only one besides us who wasn't affected, which I'm grateful for.
Ogerpon gets pissed when she sees Pecharunt, as she should.
The fact that Arven gets flustered at the weird little dance Pecharunt makes him do really freaked me out, because it signaled to me that he was aware of everything and couldn't control himself.
I named Pecharunt "Peachy" just to spite it and put it in the same box I put the Loyal Three in. Here is said box:
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Get fucked asshole lol
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vossn · 11 months
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Flowers for Pride
Rainbow/Queer-Associated Flowers, Lesbian/Peonies, Genderqueer/Violets, Genderfluid/Hyacinths, Pan/Rhododendron, Bi/Hydrangea, Ace/Petunia, Agender/Lotus, Trans/Magnolia, Nonbinary/Iris
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childofmattel · 1 year
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EAH Fancast (Part #4)
Part 4 of my EAH @vivi-designs fancast. This is the final part, I'll probably do like a bonus part fancasting the parents/adults later on. Here's the link to the mycast:
https://www.mycast.io/stories/p/h6RKEPAKf5poz_Fjglc1l
Accidentally posted this a little too early so it might be a little out of sync...
@fairynadia as Ginger Breadhouse
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@fairynadia is already Ginger Breadhouse's faceclaim and I think it would work because Nadia gives off the sweet vibes Ginger gives off like she looks like she'd bake me treats.
Lovie Simone as Justine Dancer
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Justine Dancer is such an underrated character and she's lowkey one of my favorites. I think this Lovie Simone kinda portrays her elegance. I based this off of her pinterest but I think that Lovie Simone would really portray a live-action Justine Dancer.
@chinqpink as Meeshell Mermaid
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I couldn't find the first girl on Meeshell's pinterest thing so I'm settling for the one I could find. I still that that this girls looks like a good Meeshell. I might recast if I find someone similar to the first one.
Paul Craddock as Humphrey Dumpty
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After a long search I found the right candidate. I don't know much about Paul Craddock but I think if he had the opportunity he'd be a good Humpty Dumpty.
Tashi Rodriguez as Jillian Beanstalk
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Tashi Rodriguez is Jillian's fancast so I'm gonna keep her the same also it's Tashi Rodriguez I think she'd play a might fine Jillian Beanstalk.
Hannah Kae Kim as Melody Piper
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Hannah Kae Kim literally gives of Melody Piper vibes like this picture is radiating Melody Piper. Not only is she vivi's Melody she literally just gives off the vibes.
Liyah Mai as Nina Thumbell
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She's not really an actress but LiyahMai is good for Nina Thumbell appearance-wise. So I think it's a good fit especially since this is vivi's faceclaim.
Natalie Ganzhorn as Lilly-Bo Peep
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She looks like the Lilly Bo-Peep in the pinterest so why not.
@guacamolebear as Peony Pan
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@guacamolebear is literally so pretty and her as the daughter of Peter Pan would literally be perfection.
Hoyeon Jung as Jamie Hook
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Not only is she vivi's FC, I actually think that Hoyeon would suit the role of Jamie Hook because she's a great actress.
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harlowcomehome · 3 months
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Sniffles & chocolate fountains:
Requested by @w1ldthoughts
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You were tossing and turning in bed for the last couple of hours, drenched in sweat, regardless of the fact that it was snowing outside. You have been feeling congested for the last few days but didn’t want to admit that you had actually come down with something.
Jack luckily hadn’t been in town the last few days, and you had successfully avoided talking to him on the phone, knowing how concerned he would immediately become. He was busy with the album rollout, and you didn’t want to interfere with that in any way.
Valentine’s Day was quickly approaching, and you didn’t know how to avoid him anymore. You sent a quick text asking if you could call him, worried how the conversation would pan out.
His phone only rang once, “Baby! I feel like I haven’t heard your voice in forever!” he was excited, and it broke your heart.
“So- about that“ you sniffled, before beginning to speak. “ I don’t know if it’s worth coming anymore because as you can tell…”
A heavy sigh came from the other end of the phone. “Let me ask you this and don’t lie to me, how long have you been sick sweetheart?” He sat down clearing the room to speak to you privately.
“Mmmm, two or three days” You cleared your throat knowing he was about to be extremely reactive.
“You should’ve said something! What hurts?” He put you on speaker as he started to look for a delivery service to send you medicine.
“I think it’s just a cold, I just have a cough and I’m congested. I thought I’d be able to shake it before Valentine’s. I didn’t want you to worry” You pulled the phone away from your face to cough.
He finished placing an order for various medicines and snacks, “I’ll still be there tomorrow, and I don’t want to hear anything about it. I’ll be fine.”
“Baby, no! You’ll get sick and a lot of people depend on you” you protested before coughing profusely.
“You’re the most important person in my life, I’ll be fine.” He was beyond worried about you knowing you tended to downplay things on his behalf. Before he could say anything else there was a knock on his door letting him know there was five minutes until showtime.
“I heard the knock, good luck babe. I love you” you sighed knowing his mind was elsewhere.
“You’re also going to get a knock here soon. I got you some medicine. I love you princess” he hummed before hanging up.
The next day you woke up feeling groggy, the medicine Jack had got you had given you the sleep you needed but you still didn’t feel one hundred percent.
You checked the time on your phone and realized Jack was going to be at your place in less than an hour. You rushed to look as presentable as possible, putting on minimal makeup and new pajamas.
When Jack got to your place, he set up your gifts on the kitchen table. A wrapped box, a bag of snacks and a vase full of peonies.
You kept a safe distance worried he wouldn’t want to get too close.
“If you don’t come give me a kiss sexy lady, I swear” he laughed, dropping his suitcase down beside him as he walked toward you.
“Even though I’m full of germs?” you sniffled, crossing your arms against your chest.
“You’re so dramatic, and that’s coming from me” he laughed walking over to you and kissing you before you leaned against his chest.
“I feel better today than I have been though” You looked up at him, your eyelids were still swollen and your nose was tinted red.
“Are you hungry? I can order food and set up the chocolate fountain” he smirked knowing the last thing would pique your interest.
“Did you just say chocolate fountain?” You pulled away from him and excitedly ran over to the table.
“Suddenly we aren’t so sick?” He teased as you wasted zero time opening your brand-new chocolate fountain.
“That depends, does that other gift contain marshmallows?” You winked as you pointed to the bag of food items Jack bought for the chocolate fountain.
“Of course! I know my girl! I got strawberries too” he chuckled, pushing the bag toward you.
“Then my fever is suddenly gone” You shrugged making him laugh again as he wrapped his arms around you.
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casinotrio1965 · 1 month
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Disney Descendants : Tiger Lily x Lampwick story ideas Part 2
They wanted a really quiet weekend after Tiger Peony was born. When she started sleeping through the night they made their way to a place in the woods where it was quiet. No students, no pirates, no Lost Boys. They just chilled and listened to music and enjoyed each other's company. Left Tiger Peony with Tiger Lily's parents for the weekend and actually SLEPT.
Tiger Lily got offered a job to teach in Auradon Prep. She didn't really want to move from Neverland but it was a REALLY cool job. She loved the idea of teaching the girls sports teams. And competing with her old frenemy Jenkins. Lampwick told her to think and he'd support her no matter what. She didn't end up taking the job but his support meant the world to her.
They went on a New York trip once. The subway is way scarier than Auradon City's but it was so cool to see the streets. The theatre was fantastic and there was so much new food to check out! Overall they had a blast. They both agree they'd never live their though. Too many jerks and way too crowded. They love going to cafes. Lampwick isn't a great baker so they load up on pastries. There's a small Italian one Lampwick LOVES that has a lot of the things he liked growing up. They sit there and drink coffee and eat cake for hours. It's the best! The kids liked it too because they could have samples and play in the garden They're the best travel partners. They're great at knowing what the other will need or want. They take great photos! They're open to finding new stuff to do or going by a plan. They always find fun things to do. And they don't mind hanging out in the hotel watching tv if the weather is miserable.
They were afraid of the subway at first. They'd only go if they went together. It was fun and they saw lots of new people. Gradually it turned into an adventure. They want to go all the time and they drag the other along. They were so excited for the wedding. Lampwick almost fainted he was so happy the first time she called him her husband. She also smiled like a dork about him calling her wife. They know it was rushed but it all worked out. They wanted their lives to start then, not later. Based on the family today they'd say it paid off.
Thanks again to @askauradonprep /@blenderbender1811 for these !
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hannahhook7744 · 1 year
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Tiger Peony headcanons revised;
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Tiger Peony, like her mother, was named after a flower.
Ironically, Peonies are her favorite flowers.
She's one of the few kids whose name is close to their parents' name that actually likes their name. 
She thinks it sounds cool and the fact she likes the flower also helps.
Her dad is Lampwick from Pinocchio.
Lampwick's mom married Geppetto, making Pinocchio his brother.
Which makes Pinocchio her uncle.
Pinocchio married Alice, which makes Ally and Pin, Tiger Peony's cousins.
Cacao is her favorite drink (in Neverland) and Maize is her favorite food (in Neverland).
Shining Pearl–the leader of another tribe on the isle– is a good friend of her mothers’ and is like an aunt to her.
She is also close to her uncle, Hard-to-Hit.
Her favorite food in Auradon, however, is Tofu.
And her favorite sweets are Corn cakes, peanuts, rice cakes, trail mix, and Jolly ranchers.
She is a vegetarian for the most part (even if some in her tribe do not agree with it).
Her mother, Tiger Lily, is only the coach of Neverland  because she's one of the few adults of Neverland who can do it. (The Darlings don't live in Neverland. Most of the mermaids are too childish. The fairies are too busy doing their jobs and teaching the kids of neverland. Her father is still running their tribe and will continue to do so until he dies as is the usual for their tribe. And any pirates who could do it were stolen from Neverland. And children aren't allowed to be coaches, so that left her. One of the few people who wanted/allowed herself to grow up). 
She is an activist (for equal rights, women's rights, children and animal's rights, the environment, etc).
She's the same age as Ben. Who she met a lot when she was younger because they are both future rulers (though she shares that responsibility with Peter and the queen mermaid and the fairy rulers).
She is one of the leaders of the Neverland club (this one is inspired by one of @dragoneyes618 's fics).
She was very supportive of Ben's proclamation.
She grew up hearing stories of Jake and his crew as well as the princess pirate and their three young mermaid friends who she never got to meet because of a certain kingdom who didn't care about consent of other kingdoms. She resents Auardon greatly for this.
She's very competitive and a big fan of tourney despite the fact she doesn't play.
Tiger Peony is dating Sherwood's star archery player, Robert Coran Hood of Locksley. Also known as Bobby Hood.
She met Bobby when Sherwood and Neverland's teams were playing one another. He was commenting on the game— angry about how one of the lost boys got away with a cheap shot towards one of his friends.
Which led to the two of them arguing after the game.
Bobby ended transferring soon after that to Auradon.
It took awhile for the two of them to get together and for them to stop getting into arguments every time they met. 
She can play the lute, the flute, the drum, and the pan flute.
Tiger Peony is also great at swimming and canoeing as well as dancing, singing, climbing, and giving speeches.
She is a Tom boy and an artist. Though she's not the best at it.
She is close friends with the Darling Children—Jane, William, and Daniel (Wendy's kids), Jeremiah, Wilma, and Diana (John and Luna's kids), Moria, Jonathan, Wallace,  Dalton (Michael's kids), Warpaint and Millie (Slightly's daughter—he was adopted by Wendy's aunt, Millicent in one of the movies).
As well as Tinkerbell's triplets—Terry, Tina, and Terra, and her youngest son, Tinzen.
She is not a fan of Slightly’s son, Warpaint, or the twins’ sons, Chains and Shelly, however.
Though she is friends with the remaining lost children—Rufio, Thud Butt, Ace, Don't Ask, No Nap, Pockets, Latchboy, Too Small, the other twins (Sooner and Later), Twins (singular boy), Chubs, Cynthia, Meera, Stringbean, Maya, Nibs, Tootles, and Baby.
She visits the fallen lost children’ graves often–like Fox–and thinks that she would have gotten along with most of them like a niece would with their aunts and uncles if they were still alive.
She's close to her cousin, Hototo.
She is also friends with  Armus and Sienna much to Peter’s dismay.
She’s even friends with the grandchildren of Maimie Mannering (an old friend of Peter’s).
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dragoneyes618 · 2 years
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What do you think of the idea of Peter Pan being Hannah Hook's brother?
Like how would the hook siblings react?
The never fairies?
The darlings?
The mermaids?
Tiger Lily and her daughter?
Is this an open secret everyone in Neverland knows?
Or even they shocked by the news?
(Based on the theory that Peter is Hook and Zarina's kid?)
Most people in Neverland don't know. Just the fairies.
Hannah: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!
Harry: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!
CJ: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!
Harriet: So I'm not the oldest anymore? *watches Peter fly around on some crazy game of his* Never mind, I'm still the oldest. At least I ACT like it.
Harry, CJ, and Hannah: I cannot believe this...
Tiger Peony: Tell me about it. I used to play with Peter all the time! He never mentioned this!
Wendy: Wait, wait, wait, WHAT?
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