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slashingdisneypasta · 6 hours
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It fucks me up how Titanic 1997 (And A Night To Remember) are like 2 hours, cuz you k n o w the actual Titanic took about 2 hours and 40 minutes to sink so by the time the movie is finished you know things would be really bad at that point if the sinking was actually happening.
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Hi, I was curious, Who would you kiss/ go on one date with (no matter how much of a disaster it is), Marry (and you can't get a divorce.), Kill/ Win a fight against, and be Besties with (like their the ride or die option)?
Ooooh. No holds barred? I can pick a n y characters I want?? XD
I'm gonna disqualify my F/O's, cuz thats too easy (It would be marry Cruella, best friend Jim, kill Otis for the good of humanity and date Cal).
Date: Chick Hicks XD And I will fuck on first date. 😏
Marry: Mozus Trein, maybe XDD I'm thinking he lives in some kinda big, beautiful Victorian mansion where I may barely see him except for when we seek each other out which may not be very often, cuz we're introverts. And he's hot.
Win a fight against/Kill: ... perhaps... Freddy Krueger???... I mean, he's got it coming.
Bestie: Audrey II!!! I want to be a spooky small town witch who has a mysteriously close relationship with her plants who she talks to!! (AND THEY TALK BACK!!)
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slashingdisneypasta · 7 hours
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I need to write more of Jim Bickerman being a disgusting creep. He's becoming too soft in my writing cuz I always compare him to my other F/O's- BUT I DONT LIKE IT! It's gotta stop!
Need to think of some gross prompts for him 🤔
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slashingdisneypasta · 8 hours
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“Oh, dear, what an awkward situation. I had hoped it was merely due to some oversight. Well, in that event, I'd best be on my way.”
Maleficent and Diablo in Sleeping Beauty (1959)
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slashingdisneypasta · 13 hours
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Okay but Inkubus being Freddy's dad?? anyone?? ... *sigh* just me? okay...
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slashingdisneypasta · 16 hours
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"I'd rather be his whore than your wife."
How I feel about all my gross mean villainous crushes VS the age appropriate traditionally handsome main characters.
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slashingdisneypasta · 16 hours
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I finished A Night to Remember (Except for the acknowledgements- which I'm sure are gonna kill, too) and, I- I-
I wish I hadn't lost my tear ducts in the war 😭😭😭😭😭
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If I die under vaguely mysterious circumstances I want Walter Lord to come back to life and write a book about it.
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My friend today: What would you do if someone gave you a mummified mermaid?
Me: Sell it.
My friend: To who??
Me: Hmm scientists.
My friend: But what would they do with it though?
Me: I don't care, I'm rich???
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Hi,
I really enjoy your DMD drabbles especially the ones with Scarecrow. Your blog is also the reason I startet reading the DMD series. To come to the point I just wanted to say thank you :)
Aww, I'm so glad you like my fics and you could be driven to start reading those books!!! They're so good and such a great time ^^ 💚💙🧡💚💙🧡💚💙🧡💚💙🧡
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DMD!Scarecrow x Maid!Reader (x DMD!Tin Woodman) || Oneshot
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Plot: The Scarecrow likes you; he really does. He thinks that you're cute, and just dumb enough to fall for him if he plays his cards right.
... but f u c k, you're sometimes just t o o dumb to handle. And he cant control himself.
But thats his mistake to fix. His.
Not that bleeding heart of a tin can.
Warnings: Possessive manipulative Scarecrow + Scarecrow yells at you and shakes you. Sexual thoughts. Unedited.
"Fuck!" The Scarecrow's voice generally sounded scratchy, like it had to make it through a thicket before it made it out, but now it sounded terrifying to you. He sounded so mad, and when he stood up to assess the damage your clumsy mistake left, all arms and legs - Spiderlike, - , he towered over you by feet. You immediately cowered back, eyes wide and shiny as you covered your mouth just to keep the cry in. "Look what you- Do you know how much work this is, twit!?"
"Y- yes, sir, I'm so sorry- it was an accident- " You didn't mean to drop the pile of parchment you were bringing him! They were so heavy, and you were so tired, they- they- they just slipped! Now they were all over the floor; hundreds of papers and markers spread all over the floor in a horrible mess that you couldn't even fathom pulling together again in any kind of order.
"... An accident." The Scarecrow repeated, a terrible furious tone in his awfully calm, even nightmare-voice. And before you can get out of the way again, cower to a place further away so he cant touch you, he sees red and reaches for you. He grabs you around the arms; the straw in his gloves crunching and straining around your limbs with surprising strength as he shakes you hard, twice. "Jesus christ you're dumb as a box of rocks." He seethes, sneering into your face. "'Accident'." His eyes roll in the fabric, a disturbing sight, though you're too frozen with fear to consider it too hard. "Get out of my sight, girl. Or idiot- whatever you are. Out."
Then he discards you to the floor, like trash, and you stare at him with wide eyes as he starts cleaning up his work- what he really cares about.
He's never hurt you before, you think miserably as tears well up in your eyes. You knew the Scarecrow was known for his cruelty, you knew first hand of his cold and removed, sometimes gleeful attitude towards his experiments, but he had never been that way towards you before. In fact the Scarecrow had always been rather decent towards you; taking you away from your old grunt work and tedious little jobs to help him in his study and allowing you more breaks than you're usual, so long as you spent them in his room with him (because it was your little secret, he'd told you). He would compliment you, calling you smart, and pretty a couple of times, and saying that you're the only one in this whole palace who he liked. That he felt happy around. He was almost... charming. Well, as charming as a mad straw man can be.
But now you saw the truth in his hate-filled, painted-on blue eyes glaring down at you, and you felt stupid. And terrified. But mostly dumb because- because you felt special. He made you feel special.
And you ruined it.
With a final 'i'm so sorry!', you sniffle and scramble up to your knees- rushing out of the study and hopefully as far away as possible.
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When you literally crash into the Tin Woodman it hurts like hell, and you cry out; nose throbbing and forehead aching, sure to leave a bruise, but you're still mostly crying from what just happened. When the Tin Woodman looks down at you, this mess of a maid that just randomly ran around a corner and collided with him, in order to tell you not to concern yourself about it and just go back to your duties- he sees a woman absolutely devastated... and becomes confused.
Thats- that seems like an overreaction to their collision.
More awkwardly then he would like to admit, the Tin Woodman clears his throat and speaks down to you like a very unstable person- which you seem to be, to him (Unfortunate, he thinks, and wonders how you achieved a position in the palace.). "Miss- I don't intend to punish you for this. Just... go." You look up at him with wet eyes and something like gratitude, blinking away some of the tears at his words even though your face still hurts. "Go ahead; back to your work now. Thank you- "
When he tries to side step you, you cant bear it. Thats the kindest thing you've ever heard, right now. He's not going to punish you?? Even though you ran right into him??? And he's the Queen's best General???? Immediately you hide your face in your hands and once again and start to cry--causing him to promptly stop and return to his spot in front of you. "I- I'm so sorry... " You manage to weep, struggling to speak through your sobs. "I- Just- Got- Scolded- And- "
"Ah... " The Tin Woodman nods, believing he understands, patting your shoulder gently with razor fingers. "One of the higher ranking maids disciplined you? Oh yes, I know, that can be... difficult. But its necessary, to improve for our Queen Doro- "
"No," Shaking your head, you sniffle. "I- I- it was the Sc- Sc- Scarecrow... " At that, the woodman looks down at you again- looking properly this time.
Oh... this the girl the Scarecrow has been stealing away lately, he thinks. Well... right now, she doesn't seem like much. (But no one looks pretty when they're crying, so I'll reserve judgement for now. The Scarecrow wouldn't put that much effort into an ugly duckling).
"... my old friend can be temperamental these days." The Tin Woodman relents, finally giving into this situation and stroking his hand over the back of your shoulder. She's so pitiful, tear-damp and snotty, and he remembers when he used to cry. It was terrible and uncontrollable, and she's... there's something about her. Maybe he trusts the Scarecrow's judgement that much, or there's just an undeniable quality about this girl that attracts, but he cant judge her. Cant leave her like this. I guess this is what's happening, now, he thinks; sighing.
I suppose I cant have one of my dear Dorothy's servants walking around in less then top notch working order. Yes, that'll be my excuse. Goddamnit.
"I- I- I didn't mean to upset him!! I tried so- so hard! B- b- but my hand slipped- and- papers went everywhere- "
"Mhmm... " The Tin Woodman wasn't entirely sure what had happened between you and the Scarecrow, it was hard to make out the actual situation; but knowing his friend, former brother-in-arms, it was nasty.
While the Tin Woodman comforts you, his large and intimidating mechanical form blocking almost your entire view of the near surroundings, neither of you notice the tall canvas creature turn the corner and stop still; seeing the two of you.
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The Scarecrow stares at the scene with irritation. He cant believe it. After weeks of treating you like you're 'special', making you feel better then everyone else, acting 'nice'-- the second he makes one little mistake, one that was completely your fault in the first place, you end up in that fucking tin can's arms. Figures.
How does that bleeding heart even end up in just the right place at just the right time like this!? You ran off aimlessly! Like a scared rat! If Scare didn't know any better in fact, which he does of course, he would think it were planned. It would have been, if it were him; if their positions were reversed. He'd have observed you for weeks, and made sure to be right where you would find him the moment there was an opening to sneak into your life. Slip ever-so-easily into your confidence and your trust.
In fact- he would have caused the incident that made you need him in the first place. More predictable, that way.
... but this is the Tin Man we're talking about. That dummy cant even get Dorothy to like him- and that kid's the most simple, conceited dolt in all of Oz. He didn't mean for this, thats for sure.
The Scarecrow stays silent, watching them. The girl's an ugly crier, he thinks... though a smirk slips across his embroidered mouth. But still, its kind of nice to know a few pointed words can get her that way. She really cares about what I think of her, huh?~
Perfect.
He'll have you in your rightful place on the ground between his legs, the filthy floor all over your pretty knees and your lips all over him, in no time. You'll look perfect with your mouth open- so fucking dumb, and pathetic. He might not have a dick to fill it with, but rest assured he'll find something~
-But its no time to celebrate, yet. Not with... The Scarecrow scowls darkly at the couple in front of him... this, going on.
He has to get the Tin Woodman out of the way. But, hey, considering how you hang onto his words... convincing you that Tin only has the w o r s t intentions for you, shouldn't be hard.
... After a few moments more of thought, the Scarecrow moves forward towards them; guiding you away from the Woodman and feigning the 'sincere' apology that he practised on the way here. His hands are gentle on your cheeks and he's sure to smile softly, apologetically, and he watches the Tin Woodman disappear out of the reflection in your eyes. Just like he should.
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#the saga continues
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Walking around the house and the backyard in my shortest skirt to see if I'm okay with it.
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Hey! What are you reading at the moment? Take this as an oppertunity to overshare about your current book!! I wanna know!!
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Currently thinking about a fic where the DMD!Scarecrow snaps at maid!reader, sending her running away in tears just to bump into the DMD!Tin Woodman who's startled and appalled to see a maid of her majesty the Queen of Oz in such dissaray and ends up comforting her in his confusion-- just for Scare, realising he might have been a tad too harsh with the cute maid and she might not come back if he doesnt apologise, to emerge from his labs and see
His cute, malleable, teary little maid with that fucking tin can.
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Hi how are you I have an imagine of yandere toon patrol falling for an adorable female toon bunny who is very shy and a total sweetheart who wouldn’t hurt a fly
That sounds just like someone I know! ^^ XD
I love that idea- the weasels would all be such horrible yanderes and I love thinking about them that way!! Poor bunny ): XD @marinerainbow and I have talked at length on this topic XD
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Do General kai x goddess reader
You do it.
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