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ramen-rambles · 4 years

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HC: Going On A Disney Date

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x Reader, Kirishima Eijirou x Reader, Kaminari Denki x Reader, Todoroki Shouto x Reader, Midoriya Izuku x Reader

Warnings: None! Just fluffy goodness

Word Count: 1.9K

Summary: Just some headcanons on what spending a day at the parks would be like with your favorite boys. (btw, this is based on the Disney parks in Anaheim!)

A/N: S/O to the discord for indulging me in my Disney obsession :’D Fun fact, when I went to Disneyland for Halloween, I borrowed my friend’s Pikachu kigurumi so that I could lowkey cosplay as Denki LOL

Taglist: @jojosmilktea

♡ ⌒*ﾟ.❉・゜・。. ♡ ⌒*ﾟ.❉・゜・。. ♡ ⌒*ﾟ.❉・゜

BAKUGOU KATSUKI

You had to do so much convincing to get him to even go to one park, let alone two

Teases you and smirks saying, “Why do you want to go to some lame theme park? I’m all the fun you need, princess.”

Bakugou ends up giving in to your begging because… how can he resist such a cute face?

He is super whiny in the beginning, literally complaining about every little thing

“Why the fuck is all the shit here so damn expensive?”, “The lines are too fucking long!”

Don’t even bother trying to get him to wear any kind of Mickey Ears either

He thinks it looks adorable on you though, not that he’d admit it

However, after seeing how much fun you were having, he eases up a bit and begins to enjoy himself too

Actually, he ends up becoming more excited than you

Once you start getting tired from all the walking and constant queuing, he mocks you and says “What? You’re tired already? I could keep this up for hours!”

His go-to pose for the ride photos is to flip off the camera

And yes, you guys end up buying a copy of all the pictures because he thinks it’s fucking hilarious

His favorite attraction to go on is Toy Story Midway Mania because he knows he’ll kick your ass and get a higher score than you; or Radiator Springs Racers, so he can win the race and kick other people’s ass

KIRISHIMA EIJIROU

He’s such a child at heart that he was actually the one who asked you to go to Disneyland

Had already bought the tickets in advance because he already knew you’d say yes. You felt kind of bad that he had to spend all that money for both of your tickets

“E-eji, are you sure you don’t want me to pay you back? These tickets must have been so expensive!”

“Don’t worry about it babe, I’ve been saving my allowance to buy us these tickets. I wanted to take you out on a magical date at the happiest place on earth!”

He really was the sweetest boyfriend

On the days leading up to your date, you two start planning out matching outfits, what rides you guys for sure want to go on, and all the new foods you can’t want to try!

The night before, the two of you have a Disney movie marathon, snuggled up on the couch eating popcorn while watching all those childhood classics!

His favorite movie is The Little Mermaid because where else did you think he got the inspiration to dye his hair red? Princess Ariel

Day of, you guys are BEYOND excited

Kirishima wakes up extra early to start getting ready, letting you get in a few more minutes of sleep

Once you get there, the first thing you both do is take a picture in front of Main Street! He pretty much documents your entire trip on his phone, taking candid photos of you being the cutie you were

He makes it his new lockscreen wallpaper

While he was waiting in line to buy some food, you went to the shop and bought a matching pair of Mickey and Minnie ears, wanting to surprise him

Smothered you in smooches because he was so happy you guys were matching head to toe, literally

“Thanks babe! I’m never gonna take this off!”

And he never took his ears off. He wore it all day. How it didn’t fall of his head was a question you had no answer to

You two were the definition of cringey couple; matching outfits, constant PDA

Not that he cared what other people thought. He was happy and you were happy, that’s all that mattered to him

Go-to ride pose is leaning over next to you, grabbing your entire face, and giving you a big kiss on the cheek

Favorite ride is Hyperspace Mountain, loves the thrill of it plus, it makes his hair look extra spikey because the wind pushes it back up

KAMINARI DENKI

You guys are such kids, after you guys went the first time, you came back so often and ultimately decided that it would be better to buy annual passes

Your guy’s Disney trips were always very spontaneous, to say the least

Kaminari would be like, “Hey babe, what if we go to Disneyland tomorrow?”

“Come again? You want to go to Disneyland tomorrow?”

“Yeah, why not? We haven’t been in awhile” He says, nonchalantly

Giving in to his pouting, that’s how the two of you usually end up at the parks

You go so often you basically have a routine down

You two take turns doing everything; driving, paying for parking, paying for food, etc

During the drive there, you guys are singing non-stop. For some reason, he knows almost all the lyrics to every single song, making you wonder how he can memorize all those words and somehow still have no clue how to remember a simple math formula

You guys also try to Disney Bound (basically, it’s a lowkey cosplay) most of the time, but if not, you guys will always wear matching outfits

Unlike most people, he actually really enjoys wearing the Mickey ears, he thinks he looks extra cute in them. You agree

His ride pose often changes, from ‘hitting the woah’ to literally bringing a prop on the ride, he just does whatever he thinks is funny

But you often collaborate with each other while waiting in line to decide what pose you should do together; if no ideas come up, throwing up a peace sign is the standard move

Favorite ride to go on is Splash Mountain, hands down. He always asks to sit in the front. For some reason, he loves the feeling of getting absolutely fucking drenched

As a tradition, you two always make it your last ride of the night. Since it’s colder, there’s really not much of a wait, meaning you guys have an entire log to yourselves and can pretty much go on it as many times as your hearts desire

TODOROKI SHOUTO

You were aware that Todoroki had probably never been to Disneyland before, considering he spent most of his childhood training

So when you asked him if he’s ever actually gone to the parks, he was like, “Isn’t that the amusement park who has a rat as their mascot? His name is Mikey, right?”, “So, Elsa has an ice quirk too?”

You swore that this boy would be the death of you

You were quick to educate him on all things Disney, telling him stories of when you were younger and how they were some of your fondest memories as a kid

Wanting your boyfriend to share the same experience as you, you eagerly suggested that the two of you must go together one day, and he seemed just as eager with his response

He said, “Okay then, let’s go this Saturday. It’s the weekend so we most likely won’t be busy anyways.”

“Uh Shouto, honey, I’d love to go but I’m pretty broke right now, tickets are expensive so it’ll probably take me a few weeks to save up for —“ you complained

He cut you off right there and says that he’ll pay for everything, whipping out Endeavor’s credit card

Why did he have that on him??

Before you could protest and scold him for using someone else’s card, it was too late because he already bought them

Once in the parks, he seems to be quite fascinated by everything, but his focus tends to stay on you, watching how excited you get over every little thing

You guys get matching ears, but he’s not too keen on wearing them. At most, he’ll wear it for pictures, but that’s about it. But he also can’t help but admire how cute you look in them

Buys you literally anything you want. Overpriced merchandise? Done. Overpriced food? You bet. Overpriced everything? Abso-fucking-lutely. Doesn’t care about the price, as long as you’re happy

Even if he doesn’t explicitly show it, he’s actually having a lot of fun!

Being in such a magical place with his favorite person in the world makes him want to go back, reliving those childhood moments he didn’t really have

Inevitably, he ends up upgrading your tickets to an annual pass

“You bought us annual passes?! Why did you do that, and when?!”

“I did it on the app, while you were in that long line for the bathroom.” He said, feigning innocence

You two end up going at least twice a month, if not more. Pretty much going there to just hang out and walk around

His poses for the rides aren’t really poses per se, it’s really just his poker face. Occasionally, you’ll pinch his cheeks to give a little flare to your photos

Favorite ride is Soarin’ Around The World. He likes the visual appeal. Plus, the orange scent smells really good

MIDORIYA IZUKU

Both of you guys were equally excited to go!

You two had planned to go for some time now, saving up enough money to buy tickets and acknowledging the fact that you guys would spend a lot on food and other things

Izuku is such a nerd that he basically makes an entire schedule of your guy’s stay, morning until night

He grabs a copy of the park map and actually brings a pen to circle which rides you guys want to go on throughout the day

He will definitely download the app in order to keep track of wait times

Plans for which rides you guys should go on first, taking into account the the events that people would be watching instead of waiting in lines, making the most of your time

“Okay, if the wait time for Radiator Springs Racers is 90 minutes, by the time we’re done, we should make it just in time to use our fastpass for Grizzly River Run…”

It kind of amazes you how articulate he was about this whole thing

“Wow, babe. I can’t believe you planned for all of that, I thought we were just going with the flow.” You said, teasing him for being such a nerd. How cute

His hero costume basically had bunny ears on them, so he didn’t complain about wearing the Mickey ears

You two take lots of pictures, you guys even wait in that long line to take that cliché couple photo in front of Sleeping Beauty’s Castle

Go-to pose varies depending on the ride, usually the camera catches him by surprise, so in almost all of the pictures, he looks like he’s about to cry

Doesn’t really have a favorite ride but his absolute favorite thing to do is to watch the fireworks towards the end of the night

He enjoys just sitting there and holding you close in his arms while you two watch the show and sing along to the music

♡ ⌒*ﾟ.❉・゜・。. ♡ ⌒*ﾟ.❉・゜・。. ♡ ⌒*ﾟ.❉・゜

Hope you liked these! Thank you for reading~

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princesskokichi · 4 years

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Hajime, Kaede and Rantaro with a Disney obsessed s/o!

Thank you so much for this ask! I hope you enjoy reading~!

-Mod Shuichi💕

[H A J I M E]

-oh god, please help him

-he doesn't know much about Disney. He heard about it, but never watched any of the movies.

-he didn't knew about your love for Disney, until one day you were talking to a friend about the new movie you watched and he was like?? What movie?? When did you watch it??

-so he researched about the movie without you noticing and then he started a big research about the disney universe to surprise you with his new knowledge!

-he was a real nerd just to surprise you, you better thank him properly, 'cause all of this took a lot of his time.

-to be honest, he even enjoyed it a little bit, but he would never tell you that-

-the moment you left the house Hajime took out some paper and started writing down everything he could remember from reading last night.

-What he didn't expected was that you would come back so quick-

-Hajime panicked and threw the paper away and turned around with a shock, you looked at him from head to toe and crossed your arms.

-"What are you hiding?" you asked annoyed.

-"Nothing! I just- I just wanted to write down what I need to buy from the store later-" Hajime forced himself to smile, but you could see that he was lying, so you decided to take the note he threw away.

"S/o no, don't!" he yelled, but it was too late already. You have read it and went quiet.

-You weren't a crybaby, but that was so sweet, that tears were falling down your cheeks and Hajime was in shock. What did he do?? Did he offended you?? Is it his fault??

-he didn't knew what to do so he just awkwardly took you in his arms. "Thank you so much, Hajime" you whispered and leaned into the hug.

-and now gave him some extra lessons so that you two can go to disneyland this weekend.

-the weekend came faster than you expected and you two were on your way to disneyland!

-you were SO excited you couldn't sit still for a second and Hajime had to hold you back at some point or you may have jumped through the roof, but even though he acted all annoyed he still smiled at you and your reaction.

-he was excited too enjoying a wonderful day with you at disneyland, you two tried multiple rollercoasters and after the 4th or 5th you decided to go eat something.

-on your way to the food stands you met Mickey and Minnie mouse and took a picture with them. You hugged Hajime and the other two stood next to both of you.

-Hajime was acting a little like a tsundere, but he was very happy that you enjoyed yourself and was willing to accompany you to everything you wanted. How could you not love him?

[K A E D E]

-she loves Disney!

-when you two moved in together you had a Disney movie marathon. It was really fun, you even sang- or screamed the songs together

-Soon was your 1st Anniversary and Kaede wanted to plan something big and exciting, but she had no clue what to do.

-she was thinking, researching and then she had the perfect idea. Disneyland.

-you mentioned once that you wanted to visit Disneyland since you're a kid, but you never had the chance to do that and now was the perfect time.

-Kaede ordered the tickets and went to bed with you, who suspected absolutely nothing.

-Kaede hide the tickets from you, until your Anniversary. She told you that you would go somewhere, but she won't tell you, because it's be a surprise.

-You were very curious, but you also didn't wanted to ruin the surprise Kaede prepared.

-You and Kaede had a wonderful time, talking and cuddling, until you arrived.

-Your face was frozen, you were SO shocked and surprised. You threw yourself at Kaede and kissed her cheek. That was such a sweet and perfect surprise.

-You two walked around holding hands and suddenly Kaede pulled you to the next rollercoaster.

-you two were smiling, laughing and holding hands while trying out every ride, every dish and making photos with the princesses.

-at the end you two even brought matching keychains to remember this perfect day. You two had so much fun~!

[R A N T A R O]

-he knows a lot about Disney, because of his sisters. He knew the movies, the characters- he knew everything

-he wasn't in love with it like you were, but he didn't mind it either. He would just sit and watch with you, listening to you happily talking. Maybe make your nails, while he was a little bored.

-You two made plans for the next weekend, but you had no idea where you should go.

-"hey, where you ever at disneyland?" Rantaro casually asked and you stopped in your tracks. "Yes, but that was a long time ago, why?" you turned around and saw a grin on his face.

-"Why don't we go there this weekend?" Rantaro watched your reactions and you gasped. "Really?!" you jumped around happily and Rantaro laughed. "I love you so much" you yelled, before jumping in his arms.

-Both of you arrived at Disneyland and decided to walk around a little at first. You were very excited, you looked around and your eyes shined brightly.

-Rantaro watched you and smiled satisfied. He took your hand in his and started walking to have fun with you.

-Rollercoasters, photos, eating and souvenirs. Everything you want to experience and Rantaro had surprisingly a lot of fun as well even though he seemed bored at home.

-Rantaro send you to go to the hotel so he could buy a little bunny plushy before you would go home.

-Of course, you noticed that something is wrong, but you trusted him so you went ahead and waited at the hotel.

-Rantaro came back, grinning as he showed you the little plushy and you hugged him tightly.

-"Thank you, I love you so much!" Rantaro ruffled your hair and laughed. "I love you more, honey"

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imgoingtocrash · 4 years

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I Want to Go

by @imgoingtocrash for @slothbeans

Rating: G

Word Count: 5,179

Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark, May Parker (Spider-Man) & Peter Parker (mentioned), Pepper Potts/Tony Stark (mentioned), Peter Parker & Pepper Potts & Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe) & Tony Stark (mentioned), Ben Parker & Peter Parker & Tony Stark (mentioned)

Summary:

““There he is.”

It’s Tony. Anthony Edward Stark. Mister Stark. His Mister Stark, his mentor, his friend, his could-have-been father figure if only they had more time together, if Peter hadn’t wasted it, if Tony hadn’t—

Not-dead Tony whirls around on a rolling stool, his arms propped against his knees. Peter can’t move his eyes off of the man in front of him, but he knows the space well enough to recognize where he is: the lab. Tony’s old lab at the Avengers Compound. The lab that doesn’t exist anymore. It was obliterated in the battle with Thanos and replaced with a new one that only Bruce, Doctor Cho, and Peter himself seemed to get any use out of.

This is the Tony he never got to know, inhabiting the familiar space.”

Tony Stark becomes a guardian angel after his death, and his task is watching out for Peter. After a harried run-in with the Green Goblin leaves Peter on the brink between life and death, Tony and Peter get the chance to talk about Peter's recent less-than-stellar life choices that led him to this point.

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My gift for the second @friendly-neighborhood-exchange! I hope you enjoy it! Full fic also under the cut as requested by the exchange!

Peter really should have expected something like this to happen.

There are a lot of sayings about it: burning the candle at both ends, biting off more than you can chew, too many irons in the fire…he’s got melted wax all over a heaping plate of food and—okay, yep, this metaphor is going nowhere.

He’s a disaster lately, is what he’s getting at. And proving it by using too many turns of phrase at the same time in his head when it doesn’t really matter.

What even is his head, right now?

He doesn’t remember falling. Getting the tar kicked out of him…well, it’s more likely, but he still doesn’t actually remember it.

Everything is hazy. It’s like looking into his camera when the lens is unfocused. And everything is bright—oversensitive to his already wonky spider-senses, bright.

Is that a concussion symptom? He can’t remember that either.

“Karen?” he tries, but it comes out as a bit of a slur. The AI doesn’t respond, so he tries again. “Kare-bear, you up?”

Then he realizes his vision is certainly not being obscured by the lenses of his mask. He’s not wearing it.

Moving doesn’t hurt like he thought it would. He expected that gut-bombing feeling that comes with nausea, a pull of muscle against his spine or ribs, maybe the feeling of blood trickling down after a bullet or knife pierced something it shouldn’t have.

Instead it’s—fine. The blur of his vision clears as soon as he sits up and he’s…on the floor.

More senses come back with his eyes. The floor underneath him is cold. There’s a smell of oil and something just slightly burnt in the air, flaring his nostrils.

He’s not in an embarrassing dream where he’s naked, at least. He’s clothed in…no, that can’t be right. He hasn’t worn Tony’s old MIT sweatshirt in years. Not since…

“There he is.”

This is the Tony he never got to know, inhabiting the familiar space.

The older man is wearing dark jeans and t-shirt color expertly matched with the grey cardigan that completes the outfit. It’s a warm ensemble. It’s like the picture he always finds himself looking at when he visits the Stark cabin: Tony and Pepper on a hospital bed, exhausted but holding their new baby girl like she’s the only thing in the world.

Welcoming.

Loving.

Soft.

He wanted that Tony too. He wanted Tony back in any form most days, period.

Tony watches Peter examine him head to toe before continuing to speak.

“I’ve never done this before. I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to wake you up or not. And not that I don’t love you, kiddo, but I’m more of a hugger than a Prince Charming type.”

Tony had hugged him. In the middle of a battle to save the universe, Tony took those ten seconds and hugged him and maybe if he hadn’t there would have been more time, another way, anything but watching Tony’s light go out.

“I am so glad Morgan’s finally growing out of her Disney Princesses phase, by the way. Aren’t you?” Tony says, like it’s just another Tuesday instead of whatever day of the week it is where Peter’s seeing things and losing his goddamn mind.

“Not that her running around screaming The Next Right Thing wasn’t cute and all. It’s just like—we all have our limits and I reached mine two Disneyland vacations ago."

Tony tilts his head.

“If you and MJ ever have kids, though.” Tony whistles. “Ben’s told me stories about your obsession with Kidz Bop songs. I hate to say it, but I think you two are in for it worse than Pepper and I ever were. I mean, at least Morgan has taste.”

“Mister—Tony, I—Ben—what?”

“Oh. Yeah, shit, sorry to spring all of that on you at once. I get carried away, you know me. Here, take your seat. We have time.”

Tony rolls over the other stool with his foot, patting the leather in invitation.

Peter keeps staring.

Tony gives a put-upon sigh. “Alright, let’s get this out of the way, then. No, I’m not one of Beck’s illusions, or one of Doctor Ocavious’ serums, or—what other reality-bending bad guys have you messed with lately. Did I cover them all yet?”

“Chameleon.”

“Oh, right, yeah. He had the gall to impersonate me and Michelle. That was rough on you, I’m sure.” Tony scratches his beard. “Though your last toss up certainly wasn’t better, considering.”

“Considering?” Peter asks. Curiosity has always been his problem. Right next to talking too much, which he’s currently doing very well with.

“One thing at a time, web-head. We’re certainly going to get to that.”

“That’s a new one.”

“Hm?”

“A new nickname. For me.”

“Huh.” Tony smiles to himself. “Guess so. Nice. I really thought I’d run the gamut. You know, that fire kid pisses me off to no end, but he’s really creative with the names. Makes me really aspirational about your generation.”

“How do you know Johnny?“ Peter shakes his head. Just another thing that needs explaining. “I think I’d really like to know what’s going on now, Mister Stark.”

“Fair enough. Alright, J, let’s get metaphysical.”

“Certainly, sir,” a prim, robotic voice replies.

With a resounding clap of Tony’s hands, the room descends into darkness before a set of holograms lights up around them, depicting a map of stars that expands around their heads.

“Let’s start with the facts: some people were right and some people were wrong. I wasn’t ever a very religious guy, but that doesn’t matter so much. All I know is that this is…whatever you want to call the afterlife part. The end after the end. What comes next, and so on. Well, an extension of it. Specifically from me to you.”

“How does that work?”

Tony snorts. “That, kiddo, is one of the few things I don’t know. There’s less all-knowing after death than I thought there’d be. Thor’s people have some theories—they call it Valhalla, theorize about their god-types—but I’ve yet to meet any kind of Grand Poobah as of yet.”

“But you did. Die, I mean.”

“Yeah, I did.” Tony sighs, placing a hand on Peter’s knee. “It was a tough choice, sacrificing myself. Strange thought it was the only one and I…” He swallows. “I would have done anything it took to make sure that you and everyone else in the universe got to live. So I made that call. And I accepted that it meant I would be out of the picture for the foreseeable future.”

There are a lot of things Peter wants to say, but doesn’t. I wish you hadn’t. We weren’t worth it. I’m not worth it.

Tony clears his throat, trying to breathe levity back into the atmosphere.

“But apparently, while we’re all here waiting for the rest of our loved ones to join in…we get perks.” Tony gestures to the room around them, an exact replica down to DUM-E and U rolling around in the corners instead of where they’re currently sitting in Tony’s dusty garage.

“It turns out the end isn’t totally the end. We get to watch and wait in style—go to old haunts, see old friends and family. Sometimes lend a hand, push away a bullet or two.” He nudges Peter’s shoulder on that one. “Specifically, I was offered the very coveted position of being the spiritual watchdog for a very special Spiderling.”

“So you’ve been watching,” Peter summates. “That’s how you know about—about Morgan and Johnny and everything that’s happened since you’ve been gone.”

Tony nods. “Your Uncle Ben had the job first. Maybe he took turns with your parents, I never asked. But what I do know is that you made that excellently unflappable man…well, stressed out to no end. We can only do so much from here, and you were throwing yourself headfirst into danger every other day. Before I entered the picture as your mentor, he was worried you’d join him sooner rather than later.”

Peter looks down at his lap, guilty. He can’t deny it—after Ben’s death, Peter was determined to use his powers for good instead of flipping around the streets entertaining himself as he pleased. That meant wearing himself thin on sleep, skipping classes, and being a little less careful about avoiding rather than attacking. Every robber from bank to bike thief got their punishment. Knife wounds didn’t matter, turning his skin black and blue didn’t either. Guns, he was particularly unforgiving about.

He had already faced what he thought was the worst trauma of his life at that point. He could afford an injury or two, and May was so blindsided with grief that she let him get away with leaving blood on the bathroom sink from doing his own stitches or waking up with a black eye for long enough that he got better at covering it up.

How could he have ever considered that Ben would be watching? He doesn’t want to think about all of the scrapes Tony’s now seen him get into.

“When I came up here…well, he and Nat were my welcoming party. Those two get along like old drinking buddies, actually. Weirds me out.” Tony scrunches his nose in what is likely false distaste.

He softens, though, moving his hand from Peter’s knee to cup his cheek. It’s something Tony’s never done, but Peter feels like he’s melting. Tony’s skin is warm. His fingers are still just a little callused and scarred.

Tony must get the impression that he doesn’t like it, but before he can move away, Peter traps his hand there, bristling his smooth fingers against the still-present wrinkles of Tony's skin.

Would Ben still look exactly as Peter last remembers him? Dressed in a button down with that stupid Giants baseball cap that’s still buried in a box somewhere at May’s place? Would he be fully grey now, or would it still be that salt-and-peppering brown? Does he need his glasses here?

“He’s so proud of you. Seriously, Pete, hearing him talk about you…well, he sounds like me. Just a couple of old saps between the two of us, I guess.”

Tony is smiling, but Peter wants to see it, he wants to hear it. He wants Ben and he wants to keep Tony here and never let him go again.

Tony swipes a fallen tear from Peter’s cheek with his thumb.

“He knew I wasn’t really…satisfied with how we left things. I spent five years missing you and all I got was a hug before I…” Tony clears his throat, looking away uncomfortably.

All this time and the first snap still haunts Tony. All this time, and Peter still dreams of ash.

“He offered to look after Morgan for me instead, considering it’s a bit of an easier job. I’m hoping he can coast on easy mode until she hits her teen years.”

“I still get to see her, too—and Pepper. God, all of you in the same room at Christmas is just—“ He shakes his head reverently. “That’s my day. My perfect day. I never thought.”

“She misses you,” Peter says. He doesn’t want to be mad at Tony, but sometimes he is, and he knows that Morgan is getting old enough to forget more about her dad than she remembers. He tries to tell stories, tries to explain pictures and videos but it’s just…not the same. It’s not enough. It’s not what she deserves.

“I know. I miss her too. I can watch you guys all day, but talking to you,“ Tony shakes Peter’s shoulder. “Touching you…there’s no replacement for it. I’m watching her grow up, but I don’t get to be a part of it like I used to. It just—sucks.”

Tony sighs again, but seems to rejuvenate with it, clapping and turning the lights of the lab back on.

“But that’s not important right now. We’re here because of you.”

“Me? What—?”

“Don’t what me, Pete. The only reason you’re here with me right now is because you’re close enough to death. Your body is in a hospital bed in the compound because you were reckless, and I brought your mind here to snap you out of it before you take the final step to this side of the spiritual plane!”

It seems otherworldly, the idea of his body currently being separated from his mind. Supernatural. Definitely something he’d usually associate with Doctor Strange.

As for his possible death...he doesn’t remember it. His more recent memories seem lost in a fog, and the welcoming warmth of this place makes the loss of them feel a lot less important.

“You’ve been—god, you’ve been beating yourself up for months. Ever since Gwen Stacy died—“

“Don’t.” Peter swallows back a sudden lump in his throat. “Please, don’t.”

“You’ve been running from it for months.” Tony replies. “Peter, you’ve been running from your life for months. You broke up with Michelle when I know for a fact that you have a ring made for her in your underwear drawer, you let things fall out with Harry when you never blamed him for everything that happened with his father, you don’t go see Pepper and Morgan anymore—“

“Because they’re not safe!” Peter finds himself standing, suddenly, string-tense and angry.

Tony doesn’t look surprised at the outburst, just sad.

“Don’t you get it?! No one is safe around me! It doesn’t matter if they’re heroes or civilians! It’s my fault that Gwen died! It’s my fault that you—” Peter shakes his head. “I can’t let that happen to anyone else. I won’t.”

“Peter, it is not your fault that I used the infinity stones.”

Peter stares at the ground and thinks about all of the ways he could have changed what happened during the battle with Thanos. He could have made that sacrifice instead. Anyone else on the battlefield could have. Some of them had the power to do it and survive. But it was Tony that came up with the idea to build a gauntlet of his own into his suit, Tony that made that choice with exactly one thing on his mind.

“Pepper told me about the picture. She said that you’d spent all those years caring about me, that you only considered time travel because of me. That makes it my fault.”

“No,” Tony insists. “It was my choice. That’s it. You were an influence, yes, but not the only one. I wanted a better world for my entire family—I did it Morgan and Pepper too. I wanted the rest of the world to have their families back because I finally realized how much I treasured my own. You are not to blame for my decisions. Period.”

“That doesn’t change what happened with Gwen! With Doctor Octavious! With Beck!”

He doesn’t let Tony interrupt again.

“Every time I try and do the right thing, bad stuff happens to the people I care about. So I cut them all away and according to you, I still ended up almost dead.”

“That was the Green Goblin’s fault. He escaped the Raft and went on a revenge-fueled rampage against you. You were overwhelmed. If you had help—”

“I don’t want help!” Peter shouts. Tony is always trying to fix Peter’s problems, a habit Peter knows he shares from his attempts to constantly fix New York. Tony just can’t fix Peter—who he is, what his life does to the people he loves. It’s never going to stop. Peter’s never going to stop. Not while he’s alive and has the means to keep trying.

“Then what do you want?” Tony asks, standing up himself and taking Peter’s shoulder in his hand. “I just want to make things better, buddy. That’s all I’ve ever wanted. Tell me what I can do.”

Peter looks at Tony, thinking of all the mistakes he could have helped correct, every missed birthday and holiday.

“I want to stay here.”

There’s a clear beat of silence. Tony’s face morphs from empathetic softness to a hardened frown.

“Peter, no—“

“Yes! Out there I can’t stop myself from—ruining my life all the time, no matter what I do. I can’t be Spider-Man the way everyone wants me to, I can’t be Peter Parker because I am Spider-Man, and everyone is looking at me to lead Stark Industries when I don’t even work there anymore!”

Working at SI had been what he thought he was supposed to do. Go to MIT. Graduate. Work for Pepper. Fulfill the legacy. Make Tony proud. Make everyone proud. Be the smartest and Spider-Man and a good boyfriend all at the same time.

But then Gwen died and he was already struggling to fill his mentor’s shoes and he’d just—surrendered to the part of himself that always doubted, that could never reconcile Tony’s belief in him and the way he often saw himself.

“Here I could be with you and Ben and my parents,” Peter reasons. “Tony, I lost them when I was five! I could finally see them again—“

Peter grabs for Tony in an attempt to reason with him, but Tony shakes it off.

“Peter, this was supposed to be a mission to make you snap out of it. You’re teetering between dead and alive right now and you need to go back.”

“No, please,” Peter begs. “Please, Mister Stark, please. I want to go. I want to go with you. I don’t want to leave you again. Ever since you died everything’s been—everything just keeps going wrong. Maybe this is a sign. I can never make the right choices, maybe it’s time for me to—“

“No.” Tony is looking down at him, like Peter is fifteen and naive and the world would be so much simpler if only Peter would listen to Tony.

“Don’t you dare try to act like your life out there doesn’t matter, like this is the better option.” Tony shakes his head back and forth. “The point of this place is to be after your life. I know that you’ve been through a lot already, but you’re not done yet. You’re not.”

Peter buries himself into Tony’s chest, desperate. He grew taller in the last few years but here in this lab, in this place that doesn’t exist, he is the boy Tony remembers, the boy he misses getting to be.

“Please.”

“I’m sorry.” Tony echoes Peter’s last words on Titan, and he knows it, he must, to still be so affected by losing Peter in the first place. He keeps Peter encased in his arms, rubbing his back over and over in a soothing gesture.

“I’m sorry things have been so hard without me. I’m sorry that you’ve missed me so much, and that I can’t be there. I’m sorry that the only way I could figure out to save the world didn’t include saving myself.”

Tony pulls away slightly, enough so that he can catch Peter’s watery gaze.

“But Peter, that is no excuse to think your life should be over. You know I have always encouraged you to be more selfish. I spent so long telling you to go after the things you wanted—the parts of a normal life that you deserve—because you are an incredible, empathic, intelligent kid. But for once I am begging you to think about other people. You have responsibilities, Pete. You have people that love you down there. You know that.”

“And think of everything that’s happened to them because of me! I—I’ve given May more grey hairs than you, I’ve put MJ in danger—I’m the reason Harry’s dad went away! Without me…without Spider-Man…maybe they’d be better. Maybe this is what’s supposed to happen!”

Tony doesn’t respond to this, but Peter can read his face. He doesn’t believe Peter at all.

“Let me show you something.” It’s a complete diversion, and Tony relies on Peter’s silent surprise, leaving their loose embrace and tapping at a set of holograms in front of him until a feed appears.

It’s an alley.

Somehow, Peter knows it’s in New York. Maybe it’s all of the time he’s spent in dumpsters—both searching for old technology in his youth and getting his ass kicked into them—that allows him to recognize that.

It’s not the most interesting footage—the most activity on screen for a minute is a mangy tabby cat scampering by.

Then a masked man comes running by the camera, a leather purse in hand and darting glances behind him.

A string of familiar webbing comes on screen, followed by a lithe, masked figure whose body slams into the robber’s, knocking the man down before sticking him to the ground with a layer of webbing. The masked figure takes the purse and swings away, back toward the mouth of the alley.

“Tony, what is this?” Peter asks.

“That is Miles Morales. Fourteen. Brooklyn native. Remind you of anyone?” Tony rolls his eyes at Peter’s unamused face. “Yeah, you get it. Anyway, two months ago, Mister Morales was bit by another one of Oscorp’s freaky mutant spiders. He didn’t tell anyone, but when Spider-Man was put into a coma fighting the Green Goblin and he didn’t help…”

The clip loops again, repeating the swing and kick of Miles’ body slamming into the robber.

“He became Spider-Man.”

Tony nods. “A cheap copy, though, of course. Underoos 2.0, you might say.”

“Only you would.”

“Ouch,” Tony hums. “I’m just saying, without Spider-Man, without you, someone else is always going to step up. It might be Miles, or the Avengers, or that little group of vigilantes near Hell’s Kitchen…”

“Then you’re just proving my point, they don’t need me to—!”

Tony holds his hand up.

“That doesn’t mean you aren’t still needed. You—Peter Parker, Spider-Man—are the person that knows the streets of New York’s boroughs better than anyone else. You’re the same person that helped take down Thanos and fought against Beck and the rest of his little Sinister Six friends. You’re the only Peter Parker that Michelle wants. You’re the only best friend that Ned Leeds wants. You’re the only nephew your Aunt May has. You’re Morgan’s only big brother, Petey."

The warmth that was surrounding Peter until that moment fades slightly. Here, the world that he came from seems so far away. It was easy to say he wanted to stay when the most important thing was right in front of him.

But Tony isn't the most important thing in Peter’s life. Peter's grief seemed to be important for years after. It felt heavy, all-consuming, a weight he was backpacking around on the top of all the good things because the world wouldn’t let him forget. From the murals and statues to Beck’s raging hunger for revenge, Peter felt the ache of Tony’s loss much like he had for Ben—acute and piercing his life with holes.

The thing is—Peter still grieves. All of Tony’s loved ones do. They wish he was there at birthdays and barbecues, reminisce about this story or that, tell Peter and Morgan of his love for them, his pride.

It just doesn’t hurt the same, these reminders. It doesn’t hurt as consistently. His sadness ebbs and flows, bleeds and stems, metaphors on metaphors on metaphors.

“You’re the only you that there is, kiddo," Tony continues. "You need to stop blaming yourself for everything that hasn’t worked out and start realizing that you’ve done a lot of things right. You’re allowed to grieve the past, but you can’t stay here. You need to move forward. That doesn’t have to mean letting go. It means taking us with you, and continuing to make us proud, just like you have been, even when everything is going wrong.”

Tony's eyes are expectant. He wants Peter to really listen to what he's saying, to believe it.

Peter nods, even as some part of him doesn't want to. Tony is right, and Peter is old enough to admit it, to want to believe it. Tony’s death is not as fresh as Gwen’s, and still newer than the death of his uncle, but he is allowed to hold his loss as he moves on from it. He knows that. He was trying for so long, but the losses kept piling up, and he’d forgotten because it was easier to wallow in his grief than try and recover for the umpteenth time.

It’s tiring.

As if Tony can see as much in Peter’s eyes—because he has seen it all, because he knows what Peter’s gone through without him all the time—he finishes his speech.

“Peter, I know you’re doubting yourself and your abilities. I know it’s hard. But you don’t need someone else to fix that for you—not me, or Ben, or your parents. It’s okay to miss us—you know that we miss you. But you don’t need me around to be a great hero or a good person. You’re all of those things on your own.”

Tony puts a hand on Peter’s head, pulling back his curls and looking directly into his eyes. “But if you need the assurance…you’re everything I could have hoped for and more. I love you, and I’m so proud of you, okay? No matter what.”

"I still want to stay," Peter admits, his voice quiet. There's a difference in knowing he can't and wanting. It's a childish part of himself that he's allowing to be obstinate.

Tony only smiles, though, understanding when he admits, "And some part of me wants to keep you here. But it's not your time. Not yet, okay? You have apologies to make to a very pretty girl, an aunt that would break the rules of spacetime to kick my ass if you died in your twenties, a kid that needs your mentorship…"

"What if I get him killed?" Peter asks abruptly. He hadn't even considered what mentorship would mean, in the long run. "Tony, how many times did I almost die before I turned eighteen? I did die, on an alien world. How can I promise that won't happen to him?"

"You can't," Tony chuckles. "There are no guarantees in any part of life, kid, you know that. He could get taken down by a supervillain or a car in equal measure. But one way he's fighting for the city—for the people he believes in. One way makes him the hero that he is."

Tony shrugs. "That's why I never stopped you."

"You couldn't stop me."

"That too. But that fear? That's what is going to make you better. It made me better."

Peter nods, understanding. His fear for a kid he doesn't even know is just the same as Tony's fear was for him in the beginning.

But look at what grew out of that: he and Tony freakin' Stark, standing here in the afterlife filled with love for each other, planning to continue their lifelong legacy of work to make the world a better place.

Peter would argue that alone is worth it.

Peter steps forward, bringing Tony into another hug—a final hug. "I love you."

Tony's thumb finds the back of Peter's neck, gently stroking. "I love you too, kiddo."

"You'll keep watching over me? Just in case?"

"Of course. I'll let Ben take a turn too, invite your parents into the Spidey Protection Program."

"I'd really like that." He backs up to look at Tony. "And when May gets here, could you—"

"We'll take care of her." In exchange, Tony asks, "Can you tell Pepper and Morgan—oh, and Rhodey and Happy, and don't forget Bruce—"

"I'll tell everyone that you miss them. That you're waiting."

"Such a good kid," Tony remarks, running a hand through Peter’s hair again before landing to cup his cheek again, like he’s treasuring the new gesture before it’s taken from him. "Be safe...well, as much as you can. More family vacations and less hospital visits, okay?"

"Yeah, okay,” Peter agrees, twitching up a real smile through the last of his tears. “Goodbye, Tony."

"Bye, Pete. I'll see you soon. Just—not too soon! And I want to see any future grand-babies all the time, you hear me? No absentee fathering! And—"

The world around Peter grows blurred again, taking him out the same way he came in.

The sound of Tony’s voice echoes into the beeping of a heart monitor.

The ethereal warmth fades into the reality of cold air conditioning—a scratchy hospital blanket is the only shield from the cold. A tube is uncomfortably jammed down his throat.

The life in front of him is no more enticing than it was before, with Tony. It will be weeks spent in recovery despite his healing powers, groveling at Michelle’s feet to make up for leaving her in the first place, apology after apology to his aunt for not calling. He’ll owe Morgan at least a week at the cabin, if not more treats to be exploited from his wallet later. Most importantly—at the risk of Miles Morales’ life—he has to track down a reckless kid and try to teach him to be a better hero when Peter himself is a five alarm tire fire and a half.

But there is also a lot of life still out there that he doesn’t want to forget about:

Aunt May’s one and only good recipe—sweet potato pie. She always flits around their tiny apartment covered in flour and smelling of spices, slapping his hands away from the counter with a firm, “Don’t you dare.”

MJ’s drawings from years past taped to the walls of his bedroom, her unread stacks of hardcovers littering every empty surface, and the way she always stops reading to kiss him goodnight before he goes out on patrol.

Morgan and Pepper, the cabin, the memories he wants to forget and all of the new ones he’s made there next to his little pseudo-sister that have helped make her into the kind, empathetic kid that he would do anything for in a heartbeat.

Peter still has a lot to tell all of them, the words he promised Tony he’d relay.

Peter opens his eyes.

#irondad #spiderson #marvel #friendly neighborhood exchange #Tony Stark #Peter Parker #my writing

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azriel-is-my-cinnamon-roll · 5 years

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Hey! 59 and 70 for elriel if that strikes your fancy 💞

59. “Is this okay?” and 70.“After everything we’ve been through, you still don’t think that I love you?” For Elriel, here we go! I’m sorry it took so long 💓 I feel like I was in a writing and reading slump since May 😀 Hope you enjoy it 💓

"You really didn’t have to do this, Az,” Elain said as Azriel took her hand in his, guiding her through the wide pink gate to the magic of Disneyland.

“I wanted to. Now I can be here without it seeming like it was my idea.” He looked at her, giving her one of his devilish grins, “Don’t tell Rhys and Cass, but I always wanted to come here, and you gave me the reason to.”

Elain smiled back shaking her head. Azriel was her best friend since high school; he was always there for her. He was there for her after she and Graysen broke up. Elain decided that she wanted to celebrate her next birthday with Graysen in Disneyland because she’d never been in one before. After the two broke up, Elain forgot about her plans, but Azriel remembered because he dragged her here himself. And she knew that he was doing it for her and her alone because when she first mentioned it a year ago, he wasn’t interested at all.

“Thank you.” Elain murmured still smiling. Azriel kissed her hair, pulling her closer to his side as he looked around, “We’re going to eat everything you want.”

“Really? Even candy?” Elain squeaked. A word sugar was simply not in Azriels dictionary. It’s been a long time since Elain saw Azriel holding a chocolate bar, “There are no benefits from sugar for your body.” he once told her, yet he never said a word about her obsession with sugar.

Now he nodded his head “Yeah even candy.” he didn’t exactly look pleased with the idea, but Elains grin widened.

The lines to the rides were enormous. After waiting for an hour and a half for a roller coaster, they decided that one ride was enough and they’ll stick with food and treats. Azriel was one of the most patient people she knew, and Elain believed that he could stand in the line for a whole day if need be. Elain, on the other hand, had no patients in that matter.

They found a burger place, waiting for their orders as Az said, “That prince over there can’t stop looking at you.” He tried to sound amused, but Elain could have sworn she saw a flicker of annoyance on his face.

She looked behind her where Azriels was staring. Indeed a guy whit a prince costume was looking at her, was he from Cinderella? Elain wasn’t sure. He blushed, but Elain turned back to Azriel.

“No thanks, I’m more of Li Shang kind of girl.”

Azriel looked confused, “Whos that?” Elain nodded in thanks for the waitress that sat their food on the table. “Are you kidding me? Mulan. One of the greatest Disney movie of all time.” Azriel smiled, shaking his head, “That’s what you say about all of them.”

“We have to watch it next. You’ll love it. If not at least you’ll be able to comment on their training routines.” Azriel looked at her “It doesn’t matter because it’s my turn to pick a movie, remember?”

“Fine, when it’s my turn we’re watching Mulan,” Elain said, taking a bite of her burger.

After a few moments of eating Elain added, “You have to admit that carbs are everything.” Azriel was halfway finished with his meal, still chewing he nodded. “What would your brothers say if they knew that you are eating a burger right now?” Elain mused.

“Cassian wouldn’t shut up, although Nesta told me about the time when he got her a box of chocolates and ate it all himself.”

“I don’t get it; you three already are in perfect shape, why can’t you just relax and eat everything you want?” It was true, as detectives Azriel, Rhys and Cassian had to be in perfect shape. But they already were, and Elain couldn’t think of bodies more perfect than those three. Azriel in particular.

“It’s not how it works; you have to maintain-” Elain cut him off, “I know, I know hard work and all. I should probably listen to you and start a healthy diet or something.”

Azriel shook his head, “You don’t need any diets, El. You’re perfect.” Elain flushed and looked at her plate.

The day went by like that; they ate and took pictures with princesses and princes. Azriel didn’t want to, but Elain made him take a picture with few movie characters. She laughed every time at discomfort on Azriels face when she looked at the picture of him and Ursula.

When Elains feet started to hurt, Azriel said he would be right back. It was her birthday, after all, and she wanted to look presentable, so she wore heels. It was ridiculous really because they weren’t even heels by Nestas standards, yet Elain felt her feet burning and couldn’t take it anymore. Nesta would be disappointed if she knew.

Five minutes later, Azriel returned with a happy grin and a bag. “I saw them selling these before, thought you might like them.” He took what looked like absurd size slippers and handed it to her. “You want me to wear this?” Azriel shrugged, “You have a better idea?” Elain loved the gesture but going around in clown size slippers didn’t feel appropriate until- until she put them on.

“These are so soft,” she almost moaned; on the other hand, who cares what people think.

She stood up and kissed Azriel on the cheek, “Thanks, Az, you’re a life saver.” He waved his hand as if to say ‘its nothing.’

“Where should we go now?” he asked, but he sounded unsettled.

They went to musical carousel the line there was the shortest. They sat in different chairs, but she could still touch Az if she reached for him. And she did, he took her hand in his, and the ride started. It played some of Elain favorite Disney songs. She hummed some of them and felt Azriel watching her.

Elain held his hand the whole time but did not glance back; it felt strangely intimate. Looking into Azriels eyes always did things to her, and the crush she had on him since the seventh-grade did not help. After she broke up with Grayson, Elain had to remind herself that she and Azriel were best friends. Only best friends, and nothing more. But she also had to admit that it was harder and harder to keep her feeling for herself.

And when Azriel was looking at her like that-

She couldn’t help it as she glanced at him meeting his stare.

It felt as the whole place went quiet, and there was only Azriel. She tried to smile, but he didn’t return the gesture. Azriel just looked at her in wonder, grip on her hand tightening. She couldn’t feel anything else but his hand holding hers, as Elain looked away first.

When the ride stopped, Elains heart was still beating frantically. Azriel was out in a second helping her, and when she reached the floor, her hand was in his again. They moved away from the noise around them, getting closer to the shore nearby.

Neither of them spoke. With a fear, Elain realized that tonight might be the perfect time to confess her feelings, but if that would ruin their friendship, would it be worth it? She honestly felt lost in her thoughts and didn’t even notice as they came to a stop.

The sunset painted the sky shades of orange, red, and yellow. Elain looked at the sky, at the water, anywhere but his face.

She felt Azriel lifting his other hand as he brought it to her face, and gently stroked a strand of hair from her eyes.

“You look so beautiful today,” he murmured.

Elain looked at him, and his gaze captured her completely. “I wanted to say that from the moment I saw you this morning.”

She closed her eyes as his thumb stroked her cheek “Why didn’t you?”

His other hand still holding hers lifted her palm, and he placed a tender kiss there, “I didn’t know if you wanted to hear it from me.”

Hoping- praying that she didn’t misread him, Elain slowly, so slowly lifted herself on her toes and brought her lips to his. It was barely a kiss, and she ached for more, but Elain had to make sure that she didn’t mess up.

“Is this okay?” she whispered.

Azriel let out a laugh of relief “After everything we’ve been through, you still don’t think that I love you?”

It was enough for Elain to capture his lips fully. He answered right back, gathering her in his arms. Somewhere in another world, Elain heard the music and fireworks.

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hellomemoriesxoxo · 5 years

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Family Vacation

My family loves travelling. But let me tell you about my first travelling experience with them. So my parents thought it would be a great idea to take my brother, sister, and I to Disneyland in the summer of 2003. I was just four years old and was clueless on what was going on. All I knew was that I was going to see Cinderella, Snow White, Ariel, Jasmine, and all the other princesses. Like what... my dream was basically coming true.

We finally arrive after a 2 hour flight and we go straight to our resort. Ugh... I obviously thought we were gonna go straight to Disneyland but nope my brother was hangry (anger caused by hunger) and yelling for food and my sister didn’t wanna walk cause she was too tired. I was disappointed... I was not expecting this to be “The Happiest Place on Earth.”

After waiting patiently for so long, my family finally got their stuff together and we took a shuttle to Disneyland. The shuttle was kinda awkward, I just remember other kids dressed up in their princess outfits or wearing minnie or mickey mouse ears but I was just wearing a pink shirt with jeans. #EW #BASIC

As soon as we get in, my stupid older brother who was ten years old at the time begs to go on California Screaming so he could tell his friends and to impress that one girl who didn’t care about him. I obviously had to sit out with my mom because I was too young and scared but my mom promised me to go see Cinderella right after so it wasn’t too bad.

Ok so I was in line waiting to talk to Cinderella and I was so excited but as soon as she called me over I couldn’t even speak. I was so nervous and shy I started crying behind my moms legs and she did all the talking for me but at least I have a picture and her signature to remember the embarrassing moment. So after a while I started to get used to the princesses and ended up getting around 7-8 signatures.

I was scared of all the rides except It’s a Small World. Secretly my mom was also scared of rides so she and I went on it 5 times in a row while the rest of the family was busy doing their own thing.

(Pic from https://www.undercovertourist.com/blog/secret-history-small-world/)

So after 3 days in Disneyland, we were flying home. I was obsessing over all the signatures I got from the princesses but my brother obviously had to make me cry for his own entertainment because he had nothing better to do. “Hey Dina, you know those aren’t real. They’re just regular people dressed up pretending to be the real princesses. They don’t actually exist.” I start bawling my eyes out and this lasted the entire plane ride.

Well that was my first time travelling...ever! You know how they say you always remember your first? Yeah, i’m definitely not gonna forget this one.

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writinginstardust · 5 years

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Pining For A Prince | Part 1

Pairing: Keith x Lance

Warnings: little bit of language

A/N: So I saw this adorable Disneyland AU by @caelestee a couple of weeks ago and was obsessed with the idea of this AU so I decided I needed to write it. It’s the first Klance thing I’ve ever written but it’s also one of my favourite things I’ve ever written so 🤷‍♀️ It’s primarily Klance but there’s some background Romellura, Hunay and Adashi too. I don’t know how long this is going to end up being and how long it’s going to take to update every time but it will be finished eventually so I hope you stick with it if you enjoy it!

Word Count: 2663

Keith wiped the excess sweat from his brow as the little girl and her family walked away. He was boiling alive in the early-afternoon Californian sun but seeing the smiles he put on the faces of the little kids who came up to him made it all worth it. Contrary to popular belief, Keith actually wasn't as shy or brooding as most people assumed, he just naturally gave off a loner vibe in everyday life. He was great with kids and he loved being able to make others smile, his job at disneyland was a dream.

A soft gasp met his ears and he turned towards the sound, finding a young girl with bright red hair tugging on her mother's arm not far away.

“Mummy! Mummy! It's Prince Eric, I have to meet him!”

“Okay darling, go ahead.” The girl squealed with delight and ran towards him as her mother followed at a more leisurely pace.

“Ariel! Could it be? I've been looking everywhere for you!” Keith expertly feigned his character's surprise and joy at seeing ‘his princess’, his reaction making her giggle, the sound purer than anything he'd ever heard.

“Noo-o-ooo-oo,” her laughter broke up the drawn-out sound into more syllables than it should have been as she shook her head, “I'm not Ariel, she's my favourite princess though!” Keith gave her a thoughtful look as he crouched down to her level.

“Are you sure? You look just like her!” The girl giggled and blushed some more. “If you're really not Ariel then what's your name little princess?”

“Esme, but I'm not a princess, Prince Eric.”

“Esme, huh? Well that's kind of a pretty name. Princess Esme, it's an honour to meet you.” He stood and gave her a little bow before crouching down to talk to her again. After a few minutes she was ready to move on.

“Can I get picture please?” She asked before leaving.

“Of course princess!”

The girl's mother took out her phone and Keith posed with the girl for a couple of photos before also signing her autograph book. He promised to tell Ariel all about her before she met her later and the girl walked away with a grin wide enough to split her own face in two.

“Well who knew Mr brooding could be so charming? I may just swoon.” The teasing voice of Matt, or as he was known to park guests - Peter Pan, came from right behind him and he almost jumped out of his skin. He looked around quickly, seeing that the immediate area was mostly clear.

“Jesus, Matt! Warn a guy next time.”

“I'd say sorry if I was.”

“I appreciate that. And obviously I can be charming, I had to be to get the job. It remains a mystery how a menace like you managed to get cast though.” He smirked at his friend who just shrugged and grinned back as they both headed towards a cast member-only area for a break.

“Why do you think I got Peter Pan?”

“How's it going with your sister as your new Tink?”

“She's doing good so far, definitely has the mischievous persona down, and she's warming up to all the meeting and greeting.”

“That's good to hear. Honestly I was surprised when she told us the news, I always thought she hated kids.”

“She doesn't really, she's not a fan of the idea of having them but she's pretty good with them when she tries.” Matt shrugged and grabbed a bottle of water, downing the whole thing before reaching for another as Keith did the same. He almost choked on it a second later as a voice he'd recognise anywhere reached him.

“Keith! Matt! What's up guys?” Lance. Neither he nor Matt could reply immediately, Keith too busy choking and Matt laughing at him. “You okay buddy?” Lance came over to him and clapped a hand between his shoulders in an attempt to help.

“Yeah...I'm good.” He managed to splutter out and Matt finally managed to stop laughing.

“Great. Well, I've gotta get back out there, Allura's waiting on me. I'll see you both before the parade!” Lance disappeared almost as quickly as he'd arrived and Keith was left staring at the space he'd occupied just moments ago. His brain struggled to catch up with the swiftness of the interaction as it continued to fixate on where Lance's hand had rested on his back.

“If you don't stop with the dewy-eyed schoolgirl look in the next five seconds I'm telling everyone about your crush on Lance.” Matt threatened after spending a good 30 seconds waiting for Keith to snap out of it. The threat had the desired effect and Keith whipped his head round with a glare so quickly he almost gave himself whiplash.

“I will kill you if you even think about it, Holt.”

“I'd like to see you try.” It was an empty challenge, they both knew Keith would easily beat Matt in a fight but they also knew Keith would never hurt a friend. “But seriously, you should ask him out anyway.”

“Not unless you stop making heart eyes at the girl from the gift shop and actually talk to her.”

“Hey! I'll make a move eventually.”

“We all know that's not true, Matt.” A new voice joined their conversation.

“Shut up Shiro, you don't get to judge when it took you 3 years to ask Adam on a date.”

“Touché. You're still hopeless though.” He grinned as Matt scowled and Keith gave him a high five, glad to have someone on his side.

“Not as hopeless as your brother - the Prince of pining.”

“True, it must run in the family.” Keith shot his brother a betrayed look.

“Et tu, Brute?”

“Keith, you've had this crush on Lance since your sophomore year and you barely ever even talk to the guy, you brought the teasing on yourself.”

“Don't you have work to be doing?” Keith's voice was almost a growl, siblings really were the worst sometimes.

“Nope, I'm on a break. I've got a full 20 minutes to irritate my little brother.” He grinned the kind of grin which strikes pure fear into the heart of a younger sibling for it promises the kind of mischief and evil only an older sibling has the power to rain down on them. Keith, all too aware of the depths to which he and Shiro would go, wisely decided to make a swift exit at the sight of it. Yeah, he still had about 10 minutes of his break left but he decided just to take some extra time before the parade. No way was he going to suffer through Shiro's teasing if there was another choice.

“Well in that case I'm going back out. See you later guys.”

“Later Keith!” Matt called after him as he practically jogged away.

“You can't escape this forever Keith! I'm going to tease the shit out of you back home!” Shiro's not-quite-farewell earned him the middle finger from Keith and his answering laugh seemed to follow Keith even after he was well out of earshot. Brothers really were hell.

An hour after his brief encounter with Keith, Lance's hand was still tingling as if some of Keith's very essence still clung to it and the constant reminder was only prolonging his internal freak out. He spun Allura with practiced grace as they performed together for a small crowd in New Orleans Square but even the feeling of her hand in his couldn't rid him of the memory of how it had felt to touch Keith.

Finally their dance came to an end and Lance spent a few minutes talking to the kids and taking photos alongside Allura before they headed off to get ready for the afternoon parade. He couldn't keep the grin off his face or the spring from his step as they walked over to where the rest of the cast members gathered, so excited to get to see Keith again. However briefly that may be. The boy was beautiful, Lance was unafraid the admit that, especially in his Prince get-up, and even just a glimpse of his smile could make Lance's heartbeat go wild.

It was difficult to pinpoint exactly when he'd started developing a crush, certainly it was back in high school sometime. Back when Keith had been little more than a brooding shadow at the back of his classes, an enigma that Lance had spent far too much time trying to figure out instead of focusing on his studies. Knowing it was hopeless though, he'd buried that crush deep down for a long time and moved on, that was, until they'd both gotten cast as princes at Disneyland and Lance had found himself falling all over again.

It had been a shock, if he was honest, that not only had Keith auditioned (Keith! brooding, slightly menacing Keith wanted a job at Disneyland!), but he'd actually got the job. Knowing what the job entailed meant re-evaluating everything he'd thought he knew about Keith and, with this new perspective on the guy, Lance knew he was screwed. And that was before he'd seen him in costume!

“Someone's excited to see his Prince Charming it seems.” Allura's smirk was clear in her voice and Lance didn't even bother to turn his head to see it.

“He's Prince Eric, not Prince Charming. Wrong movie Allura.” He replied without thinking and it took a few seconds for him to realise his mistake. “Shit.”

He could feel the triumph radiating from the girl beside him and wanted nothing more than for the ground to swallow him up right there. Allura loved nothing more than to tease him and he'd just handed her all the ammunition she needed to make his life hell for at least a couple of months.

“Oh my god! You finally admitted it Lance! I finally got you!” She bounced along beside him and clapped gleefully. “Oh this is perfect!”

“Allura, I swear if you breathe a word to anyone else I will stop helping you with Romelle.” He didn't particularly like having to use that threat, he wanted Allura and Romelle to get together as much as anyone, but desperate times call for desperate measures. She pouted at that but agreed.

“Fine, I won't say anything but nothing you can do is going to stop the teasing. And I am sooo helping you get him, it's now my mission in life.”

“You're a nightmare.” He rolled his eyes and sighed in exasperation but his voice was fond.

“Yep, but that's why you love me...almost as much as you love Keith.” She grinned and ran ahead to join the rest of their friends before Lance had a chance to retaliate and he sighed once again before walking over at a more leisurely pace.

“Lance!” Matt and Pidge yelled in sync, identical mischievous smiles on both their faces as they waved him over. He didn't trust those smiles one bit.

“Hey guys, how's it going?” He asked, somehow managing to keep his suspicion out of his voice and off his face.

“Oh same as ever, just now with the added entertainment from my darling sister.” Matt pulled said sister into a side hug which looked to be crushing the smaller girl.

“Fuck off Matt.”

“Language Pidgey! This is Disney, no swearing allowed!” Lance gave her the disappointed parent look and she narrowed her eyes at him.

“You can fuck off as well.” The two boys just sighed.

“You really are a delight to be around you know?”

“I try.” Her smile was falsely sweet as she batted her eyelashes before something behind Lance caught her eye. He watched with growing dread as that smile turned downright wicked and spun around to see what caused it. His stomach dropped as he saw Keith and Ezor a few feet away, deep in conversation, whatever Pidge had in mind was not going to end well for him.

“Keith! Dude come over here!” Keith looked over at the shout and Lance saw his face twisting with some sort of emotion he couldn't decipher as he saw the three of them. Ezor, however, looked knowingly between them and smirked before dragging over a reluctant Keith.

“Fancy seeing you here,” She said by way of greeting, still with that oddly knowing look.

“Considering it's their job as well as ours, that shouldn't be so surprising.” Keith helpfully pointed out.

“You're no fun.”

“Leave him alone, it's not his fault he's intrinsically grumpy.” Pidge finally managed to extract herself from Matt's hug in time to properly tease Keith.

“I hate all of you.”

“Liar.”

“Pidge, if you called me over just to be mean then I'm going. Maybe the princesses will be better company.” Lance felt himself wilt slightly at the prospect of Keith going, the break before the parade was one of the few times in the day he had a chance to have a proper conversation with him. Even when he could hardly manage to say a word, he could at least be in his presence and sometimes that was enough.

“Y'know, I expect they would be. YO ALLURA!” The heads of all the girls whipped around at the yell. “Bring your princess troupe over here, these guys are boring.”

“Coming!” She, Nadia, Romelle, Shay, and Nyma came to join them though the rest of the princesses elected not to, they'd never really gotten comfortable in this particular group of friends.

“What's up?” Nadia greeted them and Lance zoned out the conversation for a bit. Keith had shuffled closer to him to make room for the girls and he became uncomfortably aware of the heat radiating from him even through the heat of the day. He spent most of the next 10 minutes sneaking glances at Keith whenever there was no attention on him. He couldn't help it, whenever he was around him his gaze was drawn to the boy like a magnet and he was long passed trying to resist the pull.

“Alright, 5 minutes to show time, everyone in place!” Coran interrupted both Lance’s thoughts and the group’s conversation, all of them heading off to their respective floats. He chanced one last glance at Keith, only to find him already looking at him. Cheeks heating alarmingly, Lance whipped his head back round and boarded his float where Allura was waiting, a falsely innocent smile on her face as she pointedly didn’t look at him. It was a deliberate tactic to irritate him into talking to her and letting her tease him. He knew this but he still asked anyway.

“What’s that smile for.”

“Oh nothing, just planning you and Keith’s wedding, it’s going to be beautiful, a private beach ceremony at sunset, fireworks later, fairy lights everywhere, you two sneaking off to dance and kiss on the beach and under the stars during the reception. Shiro will be Keith’s best man, Hunk yours, your niece will be the cutest flower girl ever and Pidge, Romelle, Veronica and I can be your bridesmaids. You can do the bouquet throw and we'll all let Shay catch it and Hunk will be all flustered as it gives him the courage to finally propose to her. Everyone will be happy crying and we'll all eat too much and drink too much and we'll have the biggest party ever. No one will ever want it to end. It will be even better than Shiro and Adam’s.”

“Shiro hasn’t even proposed yet.”

“I know, but I have their wedding planned already as well. Yours will be better though.”

“I’m not marrying Keith, Allura, it’s just a crush. An unrequited one at that.”

“Sure it-” before she could finish their float started moving and they had to quickly get into character. It was hard for Lance to concentrate with Allura’s teases circling around his brain. He had to admit, she had planned his perfect wedding. Right down to his perfect groom.

#klance #keith x lance #keith #lance #keith kogane #lance mcclain #vld #voltron #klance fanfic #voltron fanfic #klance fanfiction #voltron fanfiction #vld fanfic #disneyland AU #I won't tag the other characters but pretty much everyone turns up at some point #klance fluff #Fic - Pining For A Prince

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lovelyshawnn · 5 years

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Moana: Dad!Ashton Imagine

“Its more than just that!” Y/N yelled at him, unable to keep her voice down any longer for their daughter’s sake.

“Well, what is it then? Please enlighten me!” Ashton retorted with the same volume.

“I can’t believe you even have to ask that! You’re never home, and when you are home, you come home late? I’m basically raising a child on my own here!” Y/N replied with frustration. She felt her blood beginning to boil the more Ashton made dumb excuses.

“I have to work, Y/N! Everything that I do, I do for this family! So she can have all the princess dolls and crayons and shit that she wants!”

“Oh, and going out all night with the boys to clubs and parties is all for us too?” Y/N replied in a much more calm, monotoned voice. She was getting too tired to even argue with Ashton as the clock ticked closer to 12AM, but tonight was one of the many nights that Ashton stumbled through the front door after a rough night of partying.

Ashton’s shoulders slumped at her words, breathing in and out to try and contain his frustration. His hands were gripping onto the kitchen counter so hard that his knuckles were beginning to turn white. He lifted one hand up to rub his temples and soothe his growing headache. Just as he was about to argue back, he looked up to see Y/N walking out to the backyard and onto her favorite spot to calm down, the porch swing. Ashton knew better than to intrude while she was deep in her thoughts on her beloved swing, so he decided to go check up on his 2 year old daughter.

Luckily, she was still sound asleep in her twin size bed. He didn’t want to wake up his precious little munchkin this late but he couldn’t help it. He desperately needed to be with her, to be able to hold her and hear her breathing. She was his solace in this world and always had a way to calm him down no matter what. He truly loved her with all his heart, which is why he thought working hard would be a good idea. Sure, he did make an appearance at a club or party every once in awhile, but it was to help promote the band and it was good for publicity. He’d never intentionally stay out too late and away from his two favorite girls, but he could get so caught up in the band sometimes.

He was sat on her small bed with his long legs dangling off the end. His arm was wrapped around her shoulder while he played with her tiny fingers mindlessly, going over all the words Y/N and him threw at each other. He could hear her soft snores that made his heart melt.

He was pressing small kisses into the palm of her hand when Y/N appeared in the doorway. She stood there watching with her arms crossed, leaning on the wall with an unreadable expression. The sight in front of Y/N always made her weak, seeing Ashton interact with their babygirl always made her completely forget why she was mad. He was always so good to her and spoiling her to no end even against your protests.

Y/N tried so hard to stand her ground and not let him off the hook about their previous argument but when Ashton peeled their daughters body from his, giving her a kiss on the forehead before walking towards Y/N with those big doe eyes, she immediately felt her armor falling.

“I’m sorry, love.” he said, barely above a whisper in fear of waking up their child. His rough hand cupped Y/N’s soft cheek as his thumb rubbed it delicately.

Y/N rolled her eyes at how easy it was for him to be forgiven. How could she look at the 6 foot, curly headed man cuddling with his toddler that shared the same exact curls, and not forgive him? She sighed, turning her head a fraction of a inch to kiss the palm of his hand that was holding on to her cheek before making her way back to their shared bedroom.

Ashton closed their daughter’s bedroom door and followed Y/N closely. “You were right...I get too carried away with work, and I haven’t been a very great dad,” Ashton said in a hushed tone as he undressed for the night, leaving him in just his boxers. Y/N climbed into bed and nodded in agreement because she was way too exhausted tonight to actually talk outloud.

“How bout we take a break, baby? We can go on a small vacation, just us three, anywhere in the world! You can decide, I’m happy as long as I’m with my two favorite girls,” Ashton spoke with excitement as his face beamed with happiness. You giggled at his silly spontaneousness, cozying up to his side, “Hmm, how bout Hawaii? Munchkin has been pretty obsessed with Moana lately”

“Is that why she keeps making me dress up as Maui? Jesus, I had to sit there for a whole hour cause she wanted to draw on the tattoos with a marker herself! Twice! ” Ashton whisper-yelled in mock disbelief.

Y/N flung her hand to cover her mouth, wanting to mute her laughter at the mental image of Ashton wearing a big curly black wig and having messy black scribbles all over his body. “She even made Luke dress up as the chicken, for fucks sake!”

Her laughs were uncontrollable at this point and there was no point in trying to silence them. “Please tell me you got pictures!”

Ashton whipped his body around to the nightstand, clicking the power button to show her his lockscreen, which was indeed a photo of Luke, Ashton, and their munchkin dressed as Moana characters. Y/N giggled at Luke’s obvious discomfort in the big rainbow chicken suit, but she knew he was just faking it. All of the boys absolutely adored their daughter, and it was evident in the way they would argue about who gets to spoil her the most. Y/N can’t even count how many times shes heard their arguments,

“You love uncle Cal the most, don’t ya Munchkin?”

“Obviously she loves uncle Mikey more, I took her to Disneyland!”

“I dressed up as a chicken for her! A chicken!”

Ashton tossed his phone onto the nightstand before rolling over and wrapping his arms around Y/N. He cuddled into her and nuzzled his nose into the crook of her neck, “I love our family, baby. And I’d do anything for us, you know that right?”

Y/N turned to face him, looking deep into his eyes that showed no sign of dishonesty. She nodded and placd a kiss on the tip of his nose, “I love us too.”

He grinned with that dreamy smile of his before laying back on to his back, swinging one arm around Y/N’s shoulder and pulling her in so that her face was planted on his chest.

“So, Hawaii it is?”

a/n: hello fhis was more like a short blurb than an imagine leave feed back hehe

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roykent6 · 6 years

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ELLIOTT. FORREST FAMILY DISNEY VACATION!!! TELL ME ABOUT THIS!!!!

OH BOY CAN I!!!!!

the first time Emmett goes with Elle to visit her parents in LA she takes him to Disneyland, which is his first time in a Disney park. he LOVES it. she buys him his first pair of Mickey ears and has his name embroidered on the back, and she wears matching Minnie ears.

they start going for a day or two almost every time they’re out there, and finding new things to do each time and finding little routines that make the most out of their days there.

they like getting there early and hitting the big rides like Space Mountain and Indiana Jones before the line gets long, and then getting a bite to eat and doing some of the Fantasyland dark rides and grabbing a fast pass to do Splash Mountain later when it gets hot. they also go over to California Adventure in the afternoon so they can drink and relax and do the Cars ride.

they’re hyper competitive on both the Buzz Lightyear ride and Toy Story Midway Mania. sometimes they have to ride those rides three times to go best two out of three.

Elle loves meeting the princesses and so they go through the princess hall to meet them each time. Emmett could do without the characters (except he does geek out a little when it comes to meeting Darth Vader and Chewbacca), but he happily poses with Elle and whichever princess they’re meeting at that moment.

they’re huge Disney dorks and take lots of those cutesy pictures kissing in front of the castle and all that. they’re also big softies and love to stand all pressed up against each other when they watch the fireworks. catch Elle standing in front and leaning back against Emmett, while he’s got his arms around her and is kind of gently swaying them on the spot in time to the music.

but then!!! they have kids and they both gain this whole new appreciation for Disneyland from seeing it through their kids’ eyes. seeing their kids experience each new ride and meeting characters and watching parades and fireworks is so wonderful and they can’t get enough. hearing one of their kids laugh all the way down the drop on Splash Mountain is like riding that for the first time.

also, Elle can never get enough of seeing Emmett walk around the parks with a kid on his shoulders, or holding them up during fireworks. seeing him carry a sleeping kid down Main Street at the end of the night is enough to make her cry a little, she loves her family so much.

the first few times they go when Eli is little is just as day trips down from LA, like they always used to do before he was born. (and once after when he was less than a year old and they jumped at the chance to leave Eli with his grandparents and go to Disneyland for the day on their own.)

Eli is 3 or 4 when he first starts to really understand and love Disneyland too. he’s tall enough to do some of the rides he wasn’t able to do before. he’s a nervous lil guy but he sits between Elle and Emmett on Big Thunder Mountain and ends up having the time of his LIFE. he’s also big enough to do the other mountain rides and all the Cars rides, and he’s obsessed with Cars Land in general.

he likes characters you can talk to and he’s less crazy about ones like Mickey and Minnie. the Disneyland photographer takes a picture of the three of them talking to Mickey when Eli is around 18 months old, at the exact moment that Eli burst into tears. the expressions on Elle and Emmett’s faces and, somehow, on Mickey’s are priceless, and they have to buy the print of that picture because it’s so good.

once Emma comes along, Eli is thrilled because he gets one last trip to Disneyland just with his parents while Emma is still an infant. then the next year they take her with them. since she’s still a toddler, they get very familiar with the rider swap program, where one parent sits with the baby while the other one rides and then they switch so the one who waited doesn’t have to wait in line twice. this especially works out for Eli, who gets to ride once with each parent, and the more rides the better.

Emma loves every single princess and makes it her mission to see as many of them as she can on each visit. that becomes her and Elle’s special thing to do, and one of the only times they split up while they’re there. Elle will take Emma to go through the princess hall, while Emmett will take Eli to go through the Star Wars spots in Tomorrowland.

then when Emma is old enough too, they decide to go all out and plan a trip to Walt Disney World in Orlando. they go down for the kids’ spring break and stay the whole week in a Disney hotel and get like fully immersed in Disney the whole time.

all four of them get really into pre-planning for this trip, and they spend a lot of nights before bed huddled around an ipad looking at everything they can do, booking their fast passes, making dining reservations, and planning out what they’ll do each day.

they bring Emmett’s mom with them, which is really special because she always wanted to take Emmett to Disney when he was growing up, but could never afford to. they’re really excited to have her with them, especially because they can have her take the kids for a little bit so they can have a nice date night in one of the hotels, and also so they can go to Epcot alone and drink around the world.

they have such a good time, and they fall in love with all the things that are new to them, like Animal Kingdom and Epcot. they all really love the safari ride at Animal Kingdom, and getting to see different animals each time they ride it.

they make friends with the cast members who work in their hotel, and have really special experiences thanks to them. one afternoon they come back to rest a little before going back at night and Eli gushes to a cast member they’ve gotten to know in the lobby about how cool the Indiana Jones show was, and how amazing the stunts were, and how cool Indy was. that night they come back and there’s an Indiana Jones hat for him in their room with a personalized note signed from Dr. Jones to wear it well. there’s also a Mickey Mouse plush in an Indiana Jones costume for Emma, because of course she couldn’t be left out. Eli wears that hat every day for the rest of the trip.

also, for as much planning they do with the kids to make being at Disney perfect, Emmett and Elle still have some surprises up their sleeves, and they have the kids thinking their leaving on Friday to go home, when really they’re just switching to a hotel at Universal Studios to stay there for a couple of days and go home Sunday.

the kids are shocked because they thought they knew every detail about this trip, when in reality it had been planned and booked at the same time as everything else. but they’re so excited to see the Harry Potter lands, but honestly their excitement is nowhere close to Emmett’s. he definitely has a Moment the first time he sees Hogwarts, and sort of stops short and just stares up at it, slack-jawed. Elle rubs his back a little to snap him out of it, then winks at him, then takes his hand and pulls him after their kids to go on the ride in there.

even though he’s not usually one for spending a lot of money on theme park merchandise, Emmett can’t resist buying all the Ravenclaw gear he can get his hands on, plus wands for everyone. (“look, Elle, you can really do magic with them!”) Emma gets picked for the wand demonstration in Ollivander’s and she is delighted. she giggles through the entire thing because she’s so excited.

all in all they end up doing that trip every year or two, because they have so much fun down there and make so many special memories.

#i uhhhh really fucking love disney parks #i also really love this family #and i really really love liv!!!!!#lbhc #long post #short--insomniacs

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chan-yolo · 6 years

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Kiss The Girl

A/N So a little while back I posted a Disney scenario, and then offered to open my ask box for any scenarios similar to it, This ask is what made me decide I wanted to do that. This is also my first ever Got7 scenario! I hope you like it.

Pairing: Choi Youngjae/ Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1639

Requested: Yes

Your career as a photographer was never dull. You always got jobs that were amazing in your eyes, photographing babies, weddings, events. Now you were a photographer for Disneyland. Specifically snapping the princesses. You send most of you time with Rapunzel, Snow White and Ariel, and their respective prince’s.

They were all beautiful, and you could only wish to be just a fraction as beautiful. Your favourite was Ariel, being your childhood favourite, as you were obsessed with mermaids. Wishing you had a shimmery emerald tail and ruby red hair. But no, mermaids weren’t real and your hair was not as exciting as that.

It wasn’t just the long-lasting love for the character that had you constantly volunteering to be her photographer, it was also the chance of not only photographing the princess, but also prince Eric. It wasn’t just that you completely adored the prince, falling in love with the character as a child, but you were completely enamoured by the man who played the park.

Choi Youngjae was introduced to you three weeks into working at the park. And to put things simply, he was a ball of sunshine. You never saw him without his signature smile on his face, whether he was in the costume or out of the costume. Not like you saw him out of character much. You knew some of the other guys in the park, one of them being a guy named Park Jinyoung, who you had photographed alongside Cinderella as Prince Charming. He knew Youngjae quite well, and had introduced the two of you properly, some on the odd occasion you had a small conversation with him here and there, but most of the time it was just you taking his picture.

Besides, you guessed he was dating his Ariel, they were always together, in and out of the park from what you knew. And a guy you knew who worked on the rides, Kunpimook, said that they were definitely seeing each other, you could tell by the way they looked at each other.

“What does he mean by that?” Momo, your favourite Tinkerbell, said to you one day, taking off her little ballet like shoes.

“You know, that dreamy look couples get when they’re in love.” You leaned against the door, looking through the pictures of just the characters you had taken that day.

“So basically, you when you look at Youngjae?”

“I do not look like that!” You stood straight, defending yourself, voice raising in pitch, becoming a squeak.

“Oh, come on babe, you’re basically the heart eye emoji.” Momo raised her eyebrows at you. You slumped against the door, letting out a huff of frustration.

“It doesn’t matter how I look at him, he’s dating her anyways.” You pouted.

“I don’t think he is.”

“Why do you think that?” You asked as you watched her tie her white plimsoles. She shrugged, tying the bow neatly before jumping up, settling her backpack on, shrugging her shoulders.

“I just do.” She linked her arm with your own. “Come on I’m starving.” She led you out towards the staff car park, looking at the picture you had taken of her that day.

“You look so pretty.” You gushed at her. “So cute.” You pinched her cheeks, making a kissy face at her.

“Momo! Y/n!” You heard a shout the left of you. You both turned your head towards the noise, Momo’s head still in your hands. Sitting in his car was Jackson Wang, the best showman you had ever witnessed. And everyone’s resident hype man. You walked over to him smiling.

“I thought you left already.”

“Nah I have to pick everyone up, do you need a lift?” He smiled up at you.

“It’s okay, Y/N is driving.” Momo answered.

“SHOTGUN.” Kunpimook, otherwise known as Bambam, shouted from behind you, Running and dashing into the passenger seat of the car. Shortly after Jinyoung appeared beside you, rolling his eyes at the younger boy. Next to him stood Youngjae, smiling at everyone as always.

“Hi Momo, Hi Y/N, how was your day.”

“Good.” You and Momo answered, giving him a smile back.

“Y/N I didn’t see you today, are you going to be photographing me tomorrow?” Youngjae’s smile was centred on you, and it was like all the air had left your body and you didn’t know what to say. Momo nudged your side, trying to kickstart you again, leading to you stumbling out;

“Y…Yeah, I’m with you tomorrow.” You managed to quietly answer.

“Great! It feels like you haven’t worked with us for ages, we’re missing you.” You simply smiled at him, heart dropping at the mention of him and the beautiful woman he always had beside him.

“We should get going.” Momo said from beside you.

“Yeah we need to get going also.” Jinyoung voiced, pulling you into a side hug, giving you a squeeze before following Youngjae into the car. You waved goodbye to them before making your own way home.

. . .

The next day you were stood watching a picture-perfect scene of a girl you had come to know as Jess, dressed up in Ariel’s blue dress, hair tied back in a bow. Youngjae stood behind her, dressed in black dress pants and a white shirt, you were practically swooning. You smiled at the little girls blushing up at him, identifying with them too much.

“That’s perfect guys.” You smiled at the two girls who were having their picture taken, thankfully the last once of the day. ‘Ariel’, and ‘Eric’ hugged the girl’s goodbye, waving at them. You looked at the pictures taken, handing them to another member of staff to sort them out at the photo booth.

“Well done today Y/N, you worked hard.” Jess said, smiling at you before walking towards the changing room, Youngjae smiling at you before going his own way.

You let out a long breath, wiping at your forehead, while looking at all the equipment laying around.

“Would you like some help?” One of the assistants asked you.

“No don’t worry, go help at the booth, the last wave of people will be leaving so they’ll need some help.” You smiled at the young girl, watching her hurry off to where she needed to be.

As this part of the park was closing, you felt as if you didn’t need to rush, taking your time in taking all the lights down, and packing away everything that was laying around. You sighed as you finished packing up. You pulled on your staff jacket, making sure everything was clean. You were interrupted by a cough at the door. You looked up to see Youngjae, still dressed in his Prince Eric costume.

“Youngjae, I thought you were in wardrobe.”

“I was signing a few last-minute autographs, and then remembered you were still in here, I thought I’d come to check you were okay.” He closed the door, walking towards you.

“I’m fine, I just finished cleaning. Is Jess waiting for you?”

“No, she’s gone home to get ready for her date.” Youngjae stood in front of you, hands in the pockets of his black slacks.

“Oh… Anywhere nice?”

“For the date? I don’t know she just said her girlfriend was taking her out, I don’t know where.”

“Girlfriend?” You asked shocked.

“Yeah, they’ve been together for nearly two years now. You didn’t think we were…?” You put your head in your hands, letting out a small, ‘Oh my gosh’.

“I just assumed… Oh I feel so stupid.” You hid your face into your hands, feeling embarrassed.

“Don’t feel stupid.” Youngjae gently pulled your hands away from your face, holding them in his own. You could feel the heat on your cheeks, knowing there was no one he didn’t see the pink dusting your cheeks.

“Besides, I like someone else” Your eyes widened at this, heart dropping, but a spark of hope held on, wishing that the someone else was you.

“Someone else?” You looked up at him, watching as he nodded at you. One of his hands came to cup your cheek, his thumb rubbing circles into the soft skin. His eyes flickered from your lips before quickly moving back to your eyes. Youngjae’s own blush creeped across his cheeks, making the butterflies in your stomach start to stir.

Youngjae leaned in, his eyes searching your own for any uncertainty. Your hand that was still in his hold, giving his a light squeeze, letting him know it was okay. His nose brushed your own, as his eyes flickered to our lips once again. You closed your own, awaiting the feel of his lips on yours.

You could have never have anticipated or even dreamed how it felt. His lips were soft, as he kissed you one and then twice. The butterflies in your stomach unleashing, causing your heart to sore with them. As the two of you parted, your eyes remained closed for a little longer before opening them, looking back at Youngjae, who’s gaze was curious.

“Wow…” You whispered, fingertips brushing your lips. A wide smile graced his face, and he pulled you into a hug, chuckling lightly into your hair.

“I came here to ask you on a date, I didn��t think this would happen.” You smiled into his chest, hearing his words. You pulled away, hands resting where your head once was.

“You can still ask.” You smiled up at him.

“Y/n would you mind maybe going to get some hot chocolate with me?”

“Are you going to wear the Prince Eric outfit?” You smiled at him.

“Would it make a difference?” You shook you head, smiling happily.

“Of course, I’ll go get hot chocolate with you.” Youngjae pulled you into a hug again, kissing you on the top of your head, both of you grinning from ear to ear.

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minimin1993 · 4 years

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S/M 22

Warning: Cuteness. Trigger for the side story: Underage Rape!! Can't stress this enough. (Skip the initialize parts if you don't want to read it)

ChrisOppa ^-^

Hey my family are in town and we are going to Disneyland today

Was wondering if you and Jennie are interested in coming?

MinniePrincess ^.^

Is that even a question? What time we will meet you guys there.

ChrisOppa ^-^

Sweet :) Meet up at 10am?

MinniePrincess ^.^

See you then ;)

“Hey baby get up, we’re meeting up with Chris and his family today.” Min said kissing Jennie on the forehead.

“No 5 more minutes. You tired me out last night.” Jennie pouted cutely making Min heart skip a beat.

“You don’t want to be late, we going to Disneyland though.” Min said as Jennie burst from the bed

“Disneyland? Why didn’t you start with that. Holy crap what am I going to wear?” Jennie said running to the closer as Min bits her lips watching the girl who completely forgot she was fully naked.

“Well you better find something quick or I might take you again.” Min said walking in behind her wrapping her arms around her naked body kissing her shoulder.

“You said we will be late though, wait what time is it anyway?”

“Its 7am, we still have 2 hours before we need to get on the road.” Min said pulling the girl into the shower.

“But I need to get ready.” “I know, now I am going to help you.” Min said winking at the girl before getting down on her knees.

After a long getting ready from the girls they finally made it to Disneyland right on time seeing Chris and his family there. “Hey you guys are right on time.” Chris said giving the girls a hug. “Oh yeah, I said Disneyland and this girl jumped out of the bed.” Min said pointing to Jennie. “Mama Lisa I missed you.” Min said running over giving Lisa a hug. “I know, I can’t believe it's been a year since I saw you.” Lisa said looking at the girl. “Jeez you and Chris need to stop working out you guys are getting more muscles”

“Well we are playing superheroes so we have to fit the role. Oh this is my girlfriend Jennie.” Min said introducing her girl. “It's nice to meet you, you are really pretty.” “Thank you, it's nice to meet you too.”

“Oo I hear a slight accent.” Lisa said.

“She has a slight New Zealand accent which is one of my favorite parts of her.” Min said looking at the girl lovingly.

“Yeah that's not the only favorite part.” Chris joked.

“Hey don’t you dare, we are in a place where kids are present Captain America.” Min said poking him in his side making him laugh jumping away.

“Ok ok you got me, you guys ready to go in?” Chris asked.

“Yeah let me tickets.” Min said.

“Nope already bought you and Jennie VIP tickets already.” Chris said giving them their wristbands.

“Chris why??? I could have bought them, they are expensive.” Min pouted when Chris pulls her into a hug.

“Naww, invited you guys. Plus nothing is too expensive for my princess.” Chris said winking at her.

“I am going to find a way to pay you back just watch me. But thank you.” Min said before grabbing Jennie hand and they entered Disneyland stopping to buy some Disney ears before taking a group photo at the garden Micky entrance. Of course throughout the day Chris and Min got stopped by fans here and there to take a few pictures of sign a couple things, other than that they all enjoyed their time at Disneyland before ending the night watching fireworks.

The next few months flew by quickly as Min and Jennie just explore their relationship before Min had to fly to Atlanta to start filming for a movie called ‘Leave her, she’ll be dead by dawn.’ It was a movie rendition for a character in Teen Wolf, Derek Hale, played by Tyler Hoechlin.

I had a loving family. My mother was beautiful both inside and out. My father was the best father that anyone could ever with for. My little brother was a pain in the ass but I wouldn’t have wanted him any other way. I was like every other 13 year old girl, going to school, getting good grades, had a lot of friends, and a loving family. What more could I have asked for… But that all changed. I will never forget that night when everything was destroyed. No one could ever imagine what had happened because our area was always a peaceful place or so I thought. We were having dinner at our house which was located in a secluded place within the woods. A group of men 7 to be exact broke into our house

“Please, take anything you want. Just let us go.” My father said trying to shield us from the intruders but they just laugh as us. All of them had disgusting smirks on their faces licking their lips looking at my mother and I.

“Oh trust me, we will take whatever we want all right” they shot my father right in the head killing him instantly as the 3 of us scream begging for mercy. I remember them charging toward us and ripped my brother and I away from my mother as one of the men started to have his way on her. I remember her pleds “Please… Just let me daughter and son go I will give you what you like.” but her pled were not met when one of the men slit my little brother throat right in front of us. My mother and I was screaming begging for mercy when the men who was holding me grabbed my hair and forced me down on my knees to watch how each and everyone of the men would brutily rape my mother right in front of my eyes. I kept screaming for them to stop but all was ignore, “That’s right keep screaming, no one hears you. No one will come and save you.” one of them bend down and whispered into my ears while kissing my neck as I cried in disgust.

“Please let my daughter go.” My mother struggles to say trying to crawl toward me after they were done with their assault to her but they just laugh at her before driving a knife in her skull. I knew I was next, they are going to rape me and kill me like they did to my mother.

I was right when the man that has been holding me yanked me up and tossed me on the couch and started to rip my clothes to shreds before he began to assault me. No matter how much I scream “It hurt, please stop!” they never stop, only laugh at me slapping or punching my body as they take what they want. After what seems like forever I was numb in pain as I just laid there taking their assault listening to their grunts and moans or how good I feel or I tight I was. But I didn’t care for fighting back or screaming anymore. I turned to look at my now dead family crying, a part of me wants to wait for death but a part of me wants to stay alive and avenge what they did to me and my family, I was bloody, cuts and bruises everywhere, I felt dead, I was just waiting until the darkness comes to me or until they kill me.

One by one they took turn using me until they were finish. I remember them standing up leaving “Leave her, she’d be dead by dawn” before one of the men bend down and lightly tap my face “Thanks for the wonderful night sweety”. I just stared at them leaving and seeing how they all had the same tattoo on the back of their neck. A scorpion. By sunrise, my eyes were getting droopy but I try to stay awake a little longer praying someone would hear my prayers and come save me. When I was on my last few breaths waiting for darkness to come I can see a figure come toward me. “Oh my love, you are going to be fine.” I heard a woman say before I felt a sharp pain in the back of my neck. I opened my mouth trying to scream but nothing came out as my voice was now gone. I felt something draped over me before being carried out of the house, “You’re going to be fine” was the last thing I heard before slipping into darkness.

“Sebastian, these sex scenes so awkward to film.” Min said facetiming Sebastian.

“I know what you mean princess, it wasn’t fun filming mines with Melissa but we rolled with it.”

“Oh god! I am honestly excited to see the movie, when you gave me a sneak peek of the script I died laughing imagining you playing such a character.” “Like how I imagine you playing Mia is weird, it doesn't fit your personality.” Sebastian said seeing Min smile fade a bit before it was hiddened.

“So how have you been lately? We’ve been so busy lately, I hardly have time to see you anymore.” Min said plopping on her hotel bed.

“I’ve been good, just been doing a few auditions here and there nothing important. And yourself?”

“Other then filming nothing really, Jennie and I are just enjoying our time together while it lasts.” Min said sadly.

“What do you mean by that?” Sebastian asked curiously

“She is flying back to Korea at the end of December to start training for debut. Don’t get me wrong, I am very proud of her, I just don't want her to be that far from me. And to be honest after what happens to Jonghyun, I don’t think I can handle another long distance relationship because this time I will be living in America while she lives in Korea.” Min said rubbing her face in frustration.

“Sometimes loving someone means you have to let them go.” Sebastian said making Min sigh. “I know, I love her a lot too. And I definitely don’t want to hold her back on her dreams.”

“Sounds like you hit a block in the road.”

“Yeah, a huge ass block.”

“Anyways how is your co-star?” Sebastian said trying to change the subject.

“Ohh Tyler is such a sweetheart I swear. He brought me onto the teen wolf set and introduce me to everyone.” Min gushed.

“Good, you were so obsessed with the TV show now you got a chance to meet everyone.”

“Hell yes, I can’t wait till Jennie comes so I can introduce her to them.” Min said when Sebastian doorbell rung. “Whos that? Margarita?” Min said smiling brightly. “Yeah, she said she is coming. Hold on let me go let her in.” Sebastian said getting up. A couple minutes later Margarita came onto the screen.

“Minnie!! Oh I miss you!” She said making Min blush.

“God I love how you always make her blush every time she sees you.” Sebastian said sitting down next to her.

“Oh shut up! I can’t help it your girlfriend is fucken gorgeous. I miss you too Margarita, if he ever fuck up remember I would love to take you on out on a date.” Min said winking at her.

“Princess, stop flirting on my girlfriend!” Sebastian said hugging Margarita as the two girls laugh.

“I will take you on that offer.” Margarita said.

“Hey hey hey, I am sitting right here.” Sebastian pouted.

A/N: I wrote a little thing for Derek Hale a while back but never finished it. So might as well use it in this story as a storyline XD I'm lame I know. P.S. I am a sucker for Derek Hale!!!! OMFG..

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meanwhileinoz · 7 years

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Disney Employees Share The Strangest Things They’ve Witnessed At Work

Disney Is A Truly Magical Place.

However, magical doesn’t mean there aren’t many weird things happening behind the scene’s that you are probably not aware of. So in hopes to educating the general public of the most bizarre incidents that employee’s witnessed at work, we compiled the following list.

#1 Showered With Free Stuff.

So, at the Alien scene, there’s a point where the alien comes down from the ceiling and strikes at the guests. It’s about 6 feet above their heads, strikes two or three times, then creeps back into the darkness above. So one day, the alien comes OFF of its track, and flies directly into the lap of one of the guests. He gets a good smack on the face, and everyone around him is suitably terrified.

As was policy, before they could run around screaming about murdering Disney rides. The guests were ushered into a room full of guest services people, and showered with gifts and refunds and free tickets and all sorts of “please don’t take this to the press” items.

Now I did get confirmation that all this happened. What I never got enough evidence of was that the man who was directly hit by the alien – all he asked for was the alien. He wanted it for his collection. According to rumor, he was given the alien, and sent happily on his way while they installed the spare one.

shoopdedoop

#2 Truly Magical.

The Witch in the Wizard of Oz section broke mid-speech, and spewed hydraulic fluid all over the first 3 rows of the ride, from the tip of her finger. Like she was casting a real spell.

shoopdedoop

#3 That Is Just A Big No.

While standing in line, an adult man took a crap in the corner of the pre-show (it’s like a little movie theater.) A toddler wandered over to the alleged poop, picked it up, and did what toddlers do- put it in his mouth.

I encountered the aftermath of this in the cast-member break-room, as the mom rushed her poop-covered baby into our bathroom, with her half-drunk husband following behind her saying, “What? It’s just crap.”

shoopdedoop

#4 Now That Would Be Awesome.

Once a guy walked up to me while it was raining, and in all seriousness said, “Hey, I know you guys have to water the plants, but can you turn off the rain for a while?” He really thought that there was a bubble surrounding Disney that controlled the weather.

shoopdedoop

#5 I Don’t Even Know What To Say.

I once had a lady who was waiting in line ask me if it was okay if her son went to the bathroom. So, I said sure thinking she was going to take him, nope this boy who had to be close to 10 pulled down his pants and started pissing in line. I did not know how to react. I just stood there in watched astonished.

courtney0mae

#6 Never Get Drunk And Try To Be A Hero.

A drunk dude picked up a princess, threw her over his shoulder and started heading toward the exit. I don’t believe his intentions were malicious, but security/police followed him until he was done with his ‘act’ and promptly took him to jail where he got charged with at least one felony.

JusTargaryen

#7 How Could That Even Happen?

I was working on one of the roller-coasters in Paris and there was a kid on it with his dad, the kid was very scared like he was shaking and this ride you were held in by a harness and your legs were hanging free.

I looked down at the people walking under the ride only to see that this kid had pooped himself in fear and the poop landed and hit an old lady on the face, she fell over from the force of it and had to go home in an ambulance.

#8 Just Having A Good Jog.

I saw a fella fall off the balcony in the Animal Kingdom hotel with the giraffes and run from wildlife for a good hour while they slowly got all the animals out of his way and got him out. No one got hurt and it was pretty funny to watch.

Flipz100

#9 A Little Momentum.

This lady with a serious obsession with Alice and would pretty much go every day to Disneyland and dress up like her. One day she decided she needed a piece of Alice for herself and actually cut off a piece of hair from the actress at the park!

CiCiV

#10 Why Does Everyone Think That?

Picked up a shift in Magic Kingdom one rainy afternoon. A lady approached me and asked if I could ‘close the dome’. I said “excuse me?”, to which she replied: “It’s raining! Close the dome so we don’t get wet!”. I had to explain to her that there isn’t a giant dome that covers Magic Kingdom to prevent getting wet from the rain. I then told her that the Dumbo ride is actually a lot of fun in the pouring rain.

kannhayes

#11 That Is The Perfect Answer.

I drove the truck at Kilimanjaro Safaris at Animal Kingdom…one of the Disney World parks, if you’re not familiar. I drove 40 guests at a time through a wildlife reserve with no fences. Most of the animals can wander right onto the road, blocking your path.

Also, there are no tracks…you’re really responsible for driving the truck, really responsible for the guests’ safety, and really responsible for not running over a rhino. Or, more realistically, not GETTING run over by a rhino.

There are natural barriers between predator and prey, so you’re not going to see a lion pounce on a zebra. But that doesn’t mean the animals can’t surprise you.

Lots of animals having sex, midtour. Usually I would drive right past it without comment…adults might snicker, but I could distract the kids by pointing out facts about other animals in the vicinity.

But one day I’m driving and a Rhino decides to take a nap in the road right in front of us. That means all trucks stop where they are until the rhino moves.

We were stuck out there for more than an hour…in a downpour. I know maybe eight facts about each animal, so I’ve depleted my entire resevoir of facts within 30 minutes. The rest of it was all improv…trying to keep 40 high-paying strangers entertained in an open-air truck that isn’t moving in a rainstorm for an hour.

Just as I’m completely racking my brain for material, two zebras start humping. A little girl screams “WHAT ARE THEY DOING???” I immediately reply, “Oh, that’s a game called Leap Zebra. Like Leap Frog, but with more stripes. This particular zebra seems to be very bad at it.”

The adults were all busting up laughing…it seriously eased the tension.

PRGuyHere

#12 Well At-Least The Kid Was Alright I Think.

I worked the Dinosaur ride at Animal Kindgom and if you’ve never been on it, it would be legitimately terrifying to a 5-6 year old kid. I’m about to launch a car into the ride and there is a kid who is bawling and screaming that he did not want to go on the ride.

We were required to ask the parent if it is okay for their kid to ride if they were reacting like this. I say, “Ma’am, is your son going to be able to ride?” As this happens, the kid begins to violently cough and then, in what I can only assume is an act of motherly instinct, she cups her hands under her son’s mouth and he projectile vomits into her waiting hands.

I stand there in shock, but she calmly looks me in the eyes and says, “He’ll be fine,” as she moves her now overflowing palms over her bag and dumps the vomit into her purse without flinching. I stand there, mouth agape at the act I just witnessed, and press the button to start the ride.

I’m not ready for fatherhood.

dangersexy

#13 Why Is Everyone Drunk In Disney?

While I was working on Dumbo, these drunk people removed their infant from the seat belt and held the baby like Simba outside of the carriage while the ride was up 18 feet in the air so their other drunk friends could take pictures of them doing it, we had to emergency stop the ride; they were escorted away and I heard arrested once outside the park gates.

It was very scary to witness.

oddpeople

#14 Why Would You Do That?

People would do a lot of dumb stuff, but the most bizarre was when I was working at space mountain I was on rotation in a position called “mountain 3” basically I stood by the handicap entry to the ride and helped people get on and took wheelchairs to the exit.

Anyway it was middle of summer and really busy when a lady wearing a big Disney hoodie was going through the normal line. I thought it was a little weird to wear a jacket during the summer, but whatever.

She then gets to restraint which is the last check point before the ride begins. At restraint they just check your lap bars and then press a green button. While there the cast members hear a whine coming from the ladies jacket and found that she was trying to smuggle her infant daughter on the ride.

So he calls me over because I have a radio and we kick her off the ride, call our managers, and security. She ended up getting blacklisted from Disney world.

JoshLCook

#15 Well, That Is Just Awkward.

I worked Pirates of the Caribbean Disneyland 2008-2009. Every younger couple tries to get away with messing around on the boats during non-peak hours. There are seriously cameras everywhere.

We caught this couple having oral sex in the back. Instead of normally yelling at them over the intercom, we let him finish. As the girl leaned over to spit, my co-worker got on the intercom with the loudest “NOT IN THE WATER”.

I hope they’re married by now.

thepiratebeyonce

What did you think of the above incidents? Do you have any to tell? If so we would love to hear from you.

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