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MULAN (1998)
dir. Tony Bancroft, Barry Cook
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˚ ༘♡ knowing me i'd want all three to pick off of and not finish any of them . ani'd would be so frustrated w me sigh . ·˚ ₊˚ˑ༄ؘ
mdni. minors & ageless blogs will be blocked.
warnings: prompt, fluff, established relationship, brat!reader, dd/lg dynamics, size difference.
"eat something."
"i'm not hungry."
"you will be in an hour, and i'll have to deal with your little attitude. eat something - now." anakin's firm voice makes your brows pinch as you pout. he's right, which only annoys you, reluctantly perusing the contents of the fridge while you chew the inside of your cheek.
you can hear him as he concocts his caf drink. if you can call it caf. he dumps all these health powders into it until it's entirely undrinkable by your standards. the prospect, however, of a creamy sugary treat causes your grip to slack on the fridge door so you can swing your head out from behind it. "can you make me some caf?"
he doesn't look at you. "no. you'll get jittery." it's obvious you're having trouble picking something for lunch, so he sucks the stray spill off the pad of his thumb, and approaches you. you're taken aback, and quickly resume your search as he comes to stand behind you, widening the fridge door with his arm reaching over yours to muscle it out of your control. "there's some leftover pizza, pasta from last night, salad. what do you want?"
you look up at him as he's behind you, and he gives you a curious look back. "i don't know because i'm not hungry. nothing sounds good."
"then i'll pick for you."
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˚ ༘♡oh my gdododj didn’t know i needed this in my lifeee !! also he’s so like .. subtly daddy in this .. maybe i just go crazy for the “hand at the small of your back” thing . . ·˚ ₊˚ˑ༄ؘ
MODERN!ANAKIN SKYWALKER is happy to see you when you stop at his garage to drop off his lunch. His coworkers know about you, wolf-whistling as a joke when he wraps a grease-streaked sweaty arm around you to tug you into him, greeting you with a wet kiss.
"Don't get her all dirty, Skywalker." one taunts from afar. His companion elbows him.
"Nah, he'll do that later."
"Ignore them. Long day." Anakin speaks against your lips, but you're unbothered, an amused grin gracing your features instead. His hand pats your behind lovingly, "What'd you bring me? Smells good."
"Some leftover roast from last night. Peas, carrots, sliced apples."
"Anything sweet?"
"Chocolate covered pretzels."
"I don't want the peas." You follow him under the shade of the shop with a frown on your face.
"But I made them special!"
There's a tarp that he lifts for you, and you duck under his arm. An inside look at the inner workings of the auto-body profession, and your eyes wander. When a peer approaches him, you notice how Anakin tugs the toothpick from his mouth, using it to point at him as he addresses him. You don't register the words until you realize he's speaking another language. Is that Spanish?
It's rapid, a back-and-forth exchange as you watch him argue like he's spoken it his entire life. Too quick to register anything he might've said, just that they both looked tired and upset. It's kind of... attractive. Not only is he a renaissance man, but he looks hot doing it. So effortless, so sweaty. When he returns to you, his hand guides you at the small of your back to lead you to the back breakroom. Thankfully, it's air conditioned.
"I didn't know you could speak Spanish." you tell him in admiration, and bite down on your lower lip. He has to pull you out of the way of a door beam because you're not paying attention to your path, hooded eyes glued to him as your mind wanders. What else could you get him to say? Does he know anything dirty? "It was kinda... hot."
He regards you with a look, drawing you to his side to speak under his breath. "Cállate, mami."
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˚ ༘♡ ugh this was sooo cute omg the way he'd watch u when your pretty clit rubs on his thighhh, start talking crap while youre bouncing all pouty " huh? this what you wanted? " hes so annoyingg ·˚ ₊˚ˑ༄ؘ
˚ ༘♡ thinking about ani bouncing you on his thigh ·˚ ₊˚ˑ༄ؘ
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Little Italy {2018} Leo and Nikki engage in the “highest form of treason”.
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