#sub!peter pan
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PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE WRITE SUBMISSIVE PETER PAN (ouat ofc). I NEED HIM WHIMPERING. PLEASE.
Thanks:)
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Warning: nsfw, submissive Pan - a lot of whimpering and begging, mention of pegging
It had been a long day in Neverland and you were finally able to relax, meanwhile Pan was already in bed, waiting for you to get in.
"....Love, do you think I'm ever harsh with the lost ones?" He suddenly asked. You turned to face him as Pan sat upright, his hand running through his hair. "...Just been occupying my mind, I suppose." He added in quickly.
"Mmm, I don't think you're too harsh." Gently, you took his face into your hands as you pulled him into a brief embrace. Pan closed his eyes as he heard your heart drum while your hands gingerly played with his hair in a soothing manner. "I think....you're thinking too much." You teased.
"Yeah? I might be...." Pan chuckled lightly.
"I can help you think of something else." You suggested, dropping your voice as you felt him shudder. With a smug grin on his face, Pan gazed up, tilting his head.
"Yeah? What did you have in mind?" He leaned closer to your face in a taunting way. You only quirked a brow before placing a hand on his chest to push him down, immediately straddling him.
"Wanna keep talking?" You chuckled. "C'mon, say something, pretty boy." Just from that, Pan let out a soft whimper and you decided to edge him more by rolling your hips against the area he desired your touch. He let out a choked moan and reached for your hips.
"(Y/N)--"
"Ah-ah, I'm the one in charge. I'm here to take your mind off things, remember?" You smiled. Slowly and painfully, you reached down to his boxer and grazed the tip; watching him squirm from anxiousness and hearing him let out a moan.
"Please....." Pan cried out. "....I need you.....h-ha!" His entire body jolted when your hand finally made the contact he desired. You leaned closer to his face, inching down to his lips as your hand started slicking the pre-cum all over his sex.
"You're really whiny...." You chuckled. Oh so gently and teasingly, you thumbed his sensitive tip and grinned at his reaction. Pan tightly pulled you into a tighter embrace, his sex twitching in your hand. "Are you going to come?"
"....I-I'm about to," Pan whined. "So good...."
"....Beg for it."
"A-ah! Huh?!"
"Beg for it, pretty boy."
".....Please (Y/N), p-please~! I'm.....I'm, hngh, so close....."
"More."
"Mmm~! (Y/N) please!" He whined against your ear, causing you to let out a constrained chuckle. "S-so good, fuck...!" With that, he let out a whimper and a cry as he came all over your hand.
"Oh how messy....." You sighed as you slid your fingers into your mouth to lick them up.
"(Y/N)....." Pan gently grabbed your hand, pulling it out of your mouth. "Don't do that...."
"Hmm, I'm only cleaning up your mess."
"You're so lewd." Pan groaned, his head resting on your shoulder as you rubbed his back.
"Well....only for you."
"....That's my girl." Pan let out a breathy chuckle, exhausted from the moaning and his breathing was raspy.
Slowly, you sunk into him; groaning as Pan threw his head back from the sheer pleasure. He fisted the sheets, while you dropped down onto him taking his full length. "....'feel so good, hngh-"
"–augh! Slow.....down," He groaned. Disregarding his pleas, you lifted your hips before dropping back down, grinding down on him. "–(Y/N)!"
"Heh, yes?"
"P-please! Slow down, ngh," Pan whimpered. In order to keep himself from losing himself, his hands moved to your hips, gripping the soft flesh of your ass as you continued to ride him. "–Love, I'm....I'm going to cum."
"Aw already?" You teased. "Cum for me." Before you could continue teasing him, Pan pulled you forward and you landed on top of him as he caged you down with his arms.
"....stay still and let me give it to you." Pan groaned. Your eyes widened as you felt the warmth of him flooding inside you; you groaned at the sensation, tightening your grip on his arms as heat continued to pile into you.
"....so much," you whimpered.
"Fuck, love, you're so perfect." Pan breathed out.
Once he was done, you, very shakily, sat back up with your hands flat on his chest. "Gods you're so perfect for me." You groaned, grinding down on him. Hard. Pan threw his head back, hissing at his sensitivity.
".....Love, a-ah! You're driving me insane, holy....." Pan's voice was husk. "...please~!"
The night continued forward and you rode him to multiple climaxes; switching immediately to another form, grabbing your strap and bringing the infamous leader of the lost boys to his knees. Pan was still cocky and smug, but that didn't stop you from pulling out the whiny and whimpering side of him.
His voice in the morning was rasp and gone, most of the lost boys expressing their concern and wishing Pan the best. Meanwhile, you could only smile and wish him the same. Pan only rolled his eyes at your teasing remark.
#peter pan ouat#x reader#peter pan ouat x reader#ouat#ouat fandom#ouat fanfiction#peter pan#fanfiction#sub!peter pan#ouat peter pan
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Ryan Coogler saying how Namor is basically Peter Pan (in that he's forever young and quite charming because of his playfulness, *I think about that scene where he spooks Shuri with what would happen to her body underwater if she visited Talokan, only to 2 seconds later be like "or you can wear a suit, we have a couple of those." Also the name Namor is literally derived from the phrase "El niño sin amor/ The child without love"*)
AND how he wanted Namor to have a vibe that is "seductive and threatening, which Tenoch does really well. He has very rich eyes that can hold a lot."
Like yes! Tenoch's eyes is where the magic of his acting really comes to fruition and we should talk about that more!
#his gazes are so fucking intense#its intimidating but you can't quite look away and you also can't stay looking for too long#the way he acts with his eyes alone is so captivating. like tony leung#i could write poetry about Tenoch's eyes..i just might!#tenoch huerta#namor#namor the sub mariner#black panther#wakanda forever#bpwf#marvel#mcu#ryan coogler#peter pan
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Had a discussion with a guy friend at the pub the other day where he was convinced he’d seen a film where Peter Pan had wings on his ankles and refused to believe me and the others with us that Peter Alan flew using fairy dust and happy thoughts.
I said the only two characters I could think of off the top of my head that had wings on their ankles was Hermes from the Disney Hercules, and Namor from Wakanda Forever. He was convinced it was Peter Pan, so I let it.
Found out today he looked it up and it wasn’t Peter Pan.
It was Namor.
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You know, I think it may be time for me to revisit the 2003 Peter Pan. I saw it once early in 2021, at the start of my obsession with The Patriot, and I think that had an impact on my lukewarm response to it. I was waiting for my copy of the other Jason Isaacs movie to arrive, and I was looking askance at Captain Hook like “You’re not my son!” But, you know? He’s pretty fabulous in his own right.
And Mr. Darling! Mr. Darling . . . so Victorian. So straight-laced and prudish. But he and Mrs. Darling have three children. Leaving historical realities behind--because this is fantasy!--either he’s very different in the sheets than on the streets or . . . she’s topping.
#peter pan 2003#i want to write it#i want to write this fic#the shy Victorian Jason Isaacs sub we deserve#that she's played by the gorgeous olivia williams will help
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yes thank you @ancientlamentationmusic for the tag. it’s funny how you forget everything you’ve ever watched the moment someone asks for your "favorite" lol. unlike my sis, i watch movies more than tv shows but i could not recall a single recent thing i've watched that i would like to watch over and over again so i guess they don't count as a fave? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
i wanted a mixture of childhood/teen favs that had me by the neck mixed with my grown-up go-tos of today. hardest part was not picking all 9 ghibli or all 9 pre-cgi disney (even tho meet the robinsons was very very close...)
i'm not on letterboxd and my netflix dvd history is long gone so i couldn't cheat and pick anything "better" lol. THESE PICS CAME STRAIGHT FROM THE HEART (/ω＼*)……… (/ω•＼*)♡
#runners up were disney's robin hood & peter pan & aristocats & alice in wonderland but again...variety#all disney lol#movies#baring my soul here#i wanted daphne's AND carmen's AND anna's wardrobes#midriff bbs#kim possible movie has straight up 1/3 of jesse mccartney's beautiful soul album on its soundtrack#also did not know until a rewatch last month that BARRY MANILOW WROTE THE MUSIC FOR THUMBELLINA#MUSIC AND LYRICS AND EVERYTHING#was in the opening credits and everything didnt matter as a kid i only cared about charro lol#but yuh i fainted#memoriessssssssss#used to watch ww 2009 every valentine's day might bring that back#sucker punch is the most recent watch as in late last year but i've wanted to watch it forever and as soon is i did i was like...yes.#AND CINDERELLA AND KIKI ARE CINDERELLA AND KIKI WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT FROM ME#i think that covers all 9 lol#i own the cinderella platinum dvd bc it came with a tiny mary blair art book and had a mary blair featurette#damn i miss featurettes...#i have kiki on bluray but no longer have a bluray player so we streaminggg#the japanese closing track is better than the american one but i still like ghibli dubs as much as subs#the only exception#ok NOW i'm done & crying to the kiki soundtrack#if you made it down here you get to see my hottest take...#SPIRITED AWAY IS OVERRATED#but now all these internet creators are comparing their burnout to kiki's and it's kinda getting annoying too...#50kajilion video essays on SHES JUST LIKE ME FR!!!#like yuh its true but like...shut up#*victoria justice voice* i think we ALL experience burnout#ok NOW NOW i'm really really done
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Could you do me a huge favor? 🥺Please accept my invite so that I can get free gifts
#coriolanus snow x reader#peter pan x reader#bsd x reader#sub coriolanus snow x reader smut#luke castellan x reader smut#gojo satoru x pregnant reader#five hargreeves x reader#yuta okkotsu x reader smut#incorrect duskwood quotes#fyodor dostoevsky x reader smut
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Sub Kol Mikaelson headcannons
At the start of your guys' relationship, he tried to be the dominant one and it worked for only a short time before it became clear to you that he was submissive
Though you already had a clue, I mean come on, the poor boy has been basically alone and pushed to the side for a better part of a thousand years
You need to give him so many praises, and not just in the bedroom, he needs it more than he lets on
He's extremely touch starved
He loves anything to do with your boobies (as he calls them on a day-to-day basis), having one in his mouth, holding them, playing with them, nuzzling his face into them, you name it
Will just bury his face into your boobs while half his body is on you, and will pout when you guys have to get up
He absolutely loves it when you guys have skin to skin contact. Whether that be just holding hands or being naked and cuddled up on your bare chest or stomach
You introduce him to the book Peter Pan by reading it to him every night and by the end of the book he has more than a few words to pick with how Peter acts toward the poor fairies
^he always turns down liking fairies, but you know for a fact he loves them. (You may or may not have caught him watching the pirate fairy while you came back early from shopping with Rebekah)
In public, he may seem like the dominant one in your relationship, but once behind closed doors, it's the complete opposite
He loves it whenever you stand up for him against his family, knowing that someone cares about him that much to argue with the older original vampires while most people would quiver in fear about even thinking of saying the things you've said to Elijah and Klaus
He secretly loves it when you baby him...Like seriously 🤨, poor baby didn't exactly have a good childhood and then being basically by himself over a thousand years except when his siblings daggered him
Will immediately cuddle into you as soon when you sit on the couch or bed
He has the energy of a golden retriever when he's really excited and will quite literally not stop moving until he passes out on your lap
Holding him as he cries when he wakes up from nightmares while he clings to you and nuzzles his face into your chest
He loves playing games with your guys' hands, off in his own world as you watch him have a cute concentrated look
Wants to cuddle with you all day
He tries to make you breakfast in bed for your birthday, but by the end, you banned him from ever using the kitchen without supervision first
^after getting rid of the flames and mess, you decided to just hold him tightly in your arms - that way he couldn't escape without your knowledge
When he gets really subby, you hold him close and kiss his forehead, babying him while you guys stay together the entire day
He flashes his puppy dog eyes when you have to leave or to join you in the shower
His siblings at one point caught you guys cuddling on the couch, with his body basically on top of yours, and his head nuzzled into your neck
Elijah, Freya, and Rebekah let it be, knowing that their brother is happy with someone. Klaus on the other hand got multiple paintbrushes thrown at him by you, for teasing Kol about it
When you were painting your nails one time, he asked you to also paint his light green. his smile was so big, seeing how his nails also now looked pretty too
Loves it when you suck lovebites onto his neck, but then pouts when they disappear from the fast healing
#headcannons#kol mikaelson#kol mikaelson x reader#kol mikaelson x female reader#cute kol mikaelson#sub kol mikaelson#subby kol mikaelson#vampire reader#rebekah mikaelson#elijah mikaelson#klaus mikaelson#freya mikaelson#theoriginals#thevampirediaries#fluff
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home alone.
sub!beomgyu
warnings: anxious sulky gyu has a mini tantrum, mommy kink (reader is addressed as mommy), choking kink, fleshlight toy [masturbation (m. solo)], begging, gyu imagines reader riding him
wc: 1.4k
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“I‘ll be good, mommy, I promise!” Beomgyu said as he waved bye, and a promise he even pinkie-sweared on. “Please be safe!”
He didn’t expect you to be out for this long. There wasn’t even much on your grocery list, and it’s almost 9. You’ve never been out this late, especially so close to his bedtime—why, just, why would you leave him all alone in the cold living room? He’d been resting his head on the couch cushion and drawing shapes into the window for a while now, waiting for you so obediently.
The curly haired boy didn’t know when he became so moody, so insecure, so…scared. Maybe you’d abandoned him. You’ve probably grown tired of his antics and ran away. He knew it was bound to happen at some point. Maybe you escaped to be with someone better, someone capable of taking care of you, instead of lounging around in the living room all day. Every bad thought he’s ever feared was trying to claw its way out.
So he retreated back to his room like a lost puppy, pout and all, flinging himself onto the bed and cursing. He wasn’t allowed to curse though, but you weren’t around, so whatever, right? Fuck this, fuck everything, and fuck—he might just curse you too, but maybe…maybe that’s too much. Ugh, Beomgyu just wants to throw a fit, but who would be there to see it? There’d be no point.
Still, he was angry. He needed to rebel—disobey somehow—break his good boy streak so that you could come home and take care of him, make you realize what a bad mommy you’ve been for leaving him all alone like this.
By now, you would’ve been wrapping up dinner, watching a movie, maybe, but most importantly, helping him out with his evening neediness (touching him and making him feel all special.)
Then you’d bathe together, pick out matching sleepwear, and cuddle to sleep. But everything’s way off schedule, and Beomgyu finds himself kicking his feet into the mattress like a sensitive school girl and whining against the sheets.
Until he spots a naughty little box, poking out from just under his bed, tempting him.
“No, c-can’t,” Beomgyu shakes his head, “Mommy says I…can’t…”
You surprised him with it at a recent birthday, strictly telling him it’s off-limits, and can only be opened if mommy says so.
He sniffles and reaches down anyway.
“Hmph, well…mommy doesn’t have to know. This stays between you and me, good ol’ box, okay? You’ll be good for me, right?”
It’s wrapped in pink. No one would ever know it had the dirtiest things inside.
He rips the lid open with sudden eagerness and an open smile—not caring if the box had anything to say back, but instead, for all the good it held in front of him.
The vibrator, cock ring, flogs, tube of sweet-whatever-flavored lube, puppy ears…(he gulps, blushing) It had definitely been a while.
But there was one special toy waiting for him the most: the precious, pink fleshlight.
In no way could it ever resemble your own pussy, but it gave him the tightness and comfort that he craved so much for. He needed it now.
In seconds, Beomgyu’s already drooling into it, sitting upright against the bed frame and nudging the box away gently with his foot. Shame, if you were here beside him, he wouldn’t have needed to go this far. Wouldn’t have even thought about it.
His room is dimly lit with his Peter Pan lamp and allows him every last bit of privacy. He rubs his lower stomach as a soothing gesture to relax himself and blushes, before letting his hand slip under the soft waistband.
It’s like he hasn’t seen his cock in ages when he pulls it out. It’s just as pretty as he remembers. Having a sex drive that’s too high and a mommy like you who doesn’t let him touch himself without permission, it’s hard to blame him. The pretty, pink thing stays prisoner in these cotton cells most of the day.
“Mmn…” Beomgyu bites his lip, before staring lazily into the spit-filled toy. He nods to himself with simple satisfaction. “Should be enough,” he says, as if he could somehow calculate.
But it doesn’t matter, because the moment he slides it on himself, he cries out loud and realizes he should’ve been more careful. He has such a sensitive cock, you know.
“Hmph, m-mommy…please…” he whines some more, “p-please help me…”
There’s already tears in his eyes when he starts, slowly, but his grip falters. Ugh, why does he have to have such weak, pretty hands? They’re too delicate to be doing something like this.
Beomgyu’s whimpering loudly and his bulbous tip goes all the way, so he keeps it there momentarily to catch a breath. Anymore and he would’ve given out.
“N-no, just not…use-used to it, th-that’s all…” he swallows and tries again.
The self-reassurance almost seems useless as he slowly lifts the toy and slides it back down, having these labored breaths for no reason. It’s so warm and so tight—oh, so, so good—it feels like he’s being overstimulated already.
What’s worse is that he can’t stop thinking about you no matter how frustrated it makes him. He’s just so hopelessly infatuated and horny. He needs to be inside of you now—no, he needs to teach you a lesson, needs to make you sorry for making him this way.
But as his mouth droops open and vision blurs, it feels like you’re riding him, such a soft and warm pussy swallowing all of his cock, calling him pretty and squeezing his neck at the same time. The pressure builds up slow though, so he doesn’t get hurt.
Fuck, how he loves being choked. So stupid. He’ll take everything you give him. He’ll let you use him like he’s nothing. Poor boy.
“I…love it…love it s-so much…” He’s melting into the bed, eyes fluttering softly. There’s a whimper and a pout before he whines even more, “mmm..want m-mommy so bad…p-please..”
He didn’t want to be so loud for you, or at all, for that matter. He didn’t want to admit that he’s this dumb and desperate. But you’re bouncing on him even faster somehow—it’s just too much at once—he doesn’t want to hurt you, or hit the wrong spot-
But if you felt that way, you would’ve stopped by now—fuck, he’s so close—you know your limits, you know everything, because you’re his mommy, and mommy knows best, right?
Beomgyu’s hips are fucking into the toy as he grips it with both hands, so good that he can’t let go. But there has to be some kind of support—“th-that’s…ughh, y-you’re so warm, mommy”— so his fingers dig into the sheets under him, legs are squirming, thighs are sweating-
“O-oh, m’please mommy, please!” he hiccups, “Need it so bad- can-can I? Let me c-cum, please…been a good boy-”
Here he is squeezing his eyes shut and trying to hold it in a little more when you wouldn’t respond. “M-mommy! I-“
There’s a sharp gasp. His sweaty fingers are tight and tense, thighs are shaking, hips are erratic. Even when his mouth is wide open and his teary eyes are rolling back, no other sound fills the room but the squelching and wetness of his toy, and the warmth of his cum filling it up.
Regret washes over him as he bucks his hips into the toy a few last times, emptying out the last few drops. You’d kill him if you saw him like this, getting off like he doesn’t care. What about mommy’s permission? No, that hits him too late.
The bed rocks against the wall just a little bit. Beomgyu would have to apologize to the neighbors somehow, for he was too desperate to cum inside something that resembled too much like your cunt. He promises, yes, he promises he’ll say sorry to them, and to you too—for being such a bad boy, for doubting you and cursing, for fucking and wasting his cum on a toy, all without your permission—please, he’s so sorry-
“Honey, I’m home! Sorry, the usual store was running low so I had to go to another…where are you, baby? Mommy’s here now, mommy’s-“
He’s fallen asleep and left the lights on, laying on his side so peacefully…(you sigh) with a fleshlight hanging just on the edge of his wet, softening cock, and drool pooling out of his mouth.
You’d have to think about what to do with him later, but for now? You’ll just run him a warm bath. The poor boy needs it, you know? Give him some calm before the storm.
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author’s note: hey y’all!! Happy reading and I hope you enjoy! :D
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Congrats on 100 followers !!! So excited for you!
Could I get “I think I might be in some kind of love with you.” with Tom? We all know I’m an Ice gal
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Who doesn't love Ice? Here's your fluffy Kazanksy, he's just too much fun to write. Enjoy and thanks so much for your follow and your ask, babe!
Wingman
“Bradley! Bradley, come on—you like peanut butter and jelly, remember?”
The edge of the divided alphabet plate is mere inches from nose diving off the table, threatening a mess of sticky Peter Pan and strawberry jelly on what appears to be bright-and-shiny, freshly waxed linoleum.
Locked in a staring contest with the curlicue of a five-year-old your best friend Nick Bradshaw has entrusted you with, your heart is hammering harder than you ever remember in your short lifespan.
Feet frozen in place, your hand is extended as if somehow you’ve managed to become some kind of Jedi. Attempting to force-control Bradley Bradshaw into cooperation failed, the burp of skin on plastic is nearly deafening as his fat little finger skips across the table, flicking at the separated plate you’d set in front of him moments ago.
“B!” The high pitch of your voice matches the heart jumping behind your ribs–never in your adult life would you have dreamed to ever be so worried about a sandwich, “please—eat your lunch, ok? Your daddy says you like PB and J,”
Time seems to stand still. Exhausted, blood pumping hard through your ears, you feel like you’ve wrestled a bull the entire afternoon. Or maybe a Tasmanian devil. Bradley has been nothing but a high-strung ball of energy since you sent Nick and Carole off for their afternoon, insisting that things would be fine.
In hindsight, maybe you should’ve heeded Carole’s warning of letting Bradley play outside a few hours before lunch. “He gets so cooped up and off the rails if you take him out and let him burn through some of that after-nap energy,” the gall of the woman to actually laugh, “He’s super into Indiana Jones, and you’ll be a great sub in my absence as the damsel in distress.”
But Bradley hadn’t wanted to play outside today. He’d wanted to play dinosaurs in his room with his little green army men, and together you’d both had a blast decimating Sarge and his unit with Tom the T-Rex. Blithely unaware of the gorgeous day outside and its 90 degree sunshine, A/C had been an appreciated alternative. At the time.
But now? You were going to either kill Nick’s kid, or die of exhaustion—whichever came first.
Bradley had started acting up about an hour ago, when he refused to clean up the toys in his room. An all-out hissy fit had transpired as Tom the T-Rex had been violently thrown out the bedroom door, hitting the wall with a thunk.
Feeling sorry for Tom, and staring with popped brows of surprise as Bradley screamed in his bedroom, very quickly your ovaries had shrank into near non-existence at the idea of someday willing choosing this for yourself.
“Pizza!” He shrieks, arms flapping in tantrum like some kind of pterodactyl, which ironically matches the dinosaur on the t-shirt underneath his overalls, “I want pizza!” His little high-pitched boy voice is ringing off the walls of the military housing unit as his bottom lip begins to quiver.
Crocodile tears well up in his soft brown eyes, angry color flaring on his chubby cheeks as he gives the plate one final shove, glaring at it like it has committed a grave offense.
Flinching as the plastic rattles to the linoleum, you puff out a dramatic sigh and scrub your face with your be-jeweled fingers, the cool rings doing little to tame the heat fanning across the bridge of your nose. Your heart has stopped throbbing in worry over the thoroughly dead sandwich, pulse returning to some kind of normal between your ears.
Gnawing at your bottom lip in defeat, you eyeball the splattered peanut butter and jelly and brea. It’s flattened and thoroughly stuck to the floor as Bradley leans over the side of his booster to look at his handiwork. Blinking at it, he looks back to you without even missing a beat, before grabbing the Flintstone cup of milk and taking a long swig.
“Pizza,” you mutter with a roll of your eyes, crossing to the head of the table. “You win, kiddo. Pizza it is.” You’ve never felt more defeat in your life, which is really saying something, because the taste of second place is something you’re all too familiar with being friends with Nick Bradshaw and his motley crew of stick jockey aviators.
Grabbing your purse, you retrieve your wallet and march to the phone mounted on the wall. Spinning the numbers, you order a pizza for yourself and the Bradshaw demon now absolutely adorably singing a song he must’ve picked up from his father, and hung up after the deadbeat clerk monotoned a goodbye.
Plunking down in a chair, your elbows hit the table and cradle your head as you sigh out a breath from the base of your gut. A headache is starting to bloom behind your eyes, and sweat is beading down the length of your spine, drawing your t-shirt and jeans to your skin in the most unpleasant way possible.
Toes curling against the linoleum in an effort to release tension, Bradley begins singing his ABCs in the cutest way possible.
You jump when the phone releases a shrill shriek across the kitchen. For a minute your mind jogs, trying to remember if Carole had asked you to take any calls.
Nick had told you to go ahead and use the phone for anything you may need—slipping out of the chair, you slide across the floor in your socks and pluck it off the receiver, cradling it between your clavicle and ear.
“Bradshaw house,” you sing into the line. Bradley is pushing himself out from the table, scrambling out of the booster to race up the stairs, shrieking for his stuffed animal dog that you have since learned is named Bongo. Covering the receiver, you call for Bradley to please come back downstairs before returning to the call, “How can I help?”
“Sounds like you’re having fun, sweetheart.”
Heart slamming to an all-stop in your chest, you inhale a sharp breath. A surprised squeaks managed past your strangled vocal chords, and heat jumping into your blood is immediate.
Replaying his words through your mind, you imagine him leaning through the doorway of the barracks, phone in hand, dragging the cord along as he talks to you.
Tom Kazanksy has always been a pacer when it comes to talking on the phone. It’s something you learned from Nick himself, who has told you numerous times that Iceman can’t keep it together when he’s on a call. Especially with you.
Goose was practically ass-over-tea kettle about this, Ice glaring at him behind his aviators as you’d given him a goofy grin, picturing the idea as nothing short of hilarious.
The man as cold as ice, tethered by a phone cord every time he picked up the receiver. It was laughable. Actually hilarious. Ice was many things—poised, cool, calculative in ways that were nearly frightening. He seemed far too collected to be the kind that walks when he’s on the phone—that’s your thing.
Fidgeting is a quirk of yours that simultaneously amuses and drives Ice up the wall, which seems counterproductive.
But like many things about Iceman Kazansky, there’s a lot that doesn’t make sense.
Keeping you on your toes is just one of the many things that makes your relationship with Kazansky interesting. He’s the ying to your yang, the cool to your hot. You’re wound tighter than a frickin’ Rolex, and Tom is as smooth as butter in every way that counts.
He’s excelling in his career, making the right decisions, drawing the right attention—and you’re stalled out working at the local garage, tinkering on whatever junk manages to hit the pavement.
Quiet and reserved, Ice is the epitome of charm and elegance. You’re basically the wild card in life’s chaotic game of Uno, forever handing your boyfriend a draw 25 of every crazy thing your life may hand him.
Honestly, how the two of you make it work is unbelievable—you’ve been dating for eight months. You were sure any day Ice would wake up from the hellish nightmare that is your crazy life and leave you, but he'd only seemed locked in for good.
Fairly certain that meeting your parents in NOLA would be the straw that broke the camel’s back, you were dead surprised when Ice had told you he actually loved your family. Your father had done nothing but interrogate the man like a dog with a bone about his career, his plans—all the kills his fancy rank boasted.
And mama? Oh, boy. She’d fussed over him to no end, insisting his skinny ass needed plumped up before your return at Christmas.
“What are they feeding him in California, sweetie? Look at that waist! I could snap him in two. Make sure you feed ‘im good—the way to a man’s heart is through his gut, after all.”
Your mother didn’t understand that you didn’t live together, weren’t cooking for Ice, and could take no responsibility for his eating habits. She’d just pooh-pooh’d your entire protest away, promising to send you both home with grocery money and a few recipes for your box.
You’d stuck them to the fridge with a magnet, Ice just chuckling at your mumble that your parents were the most embarrassing life-givers on the entire planet.
Arms snaked around your wrist, chin on your shoulder, he’d rocked you back and forth on his feet while smiling at the recipes now stuck on the front of your Frigidaire.
“I like your parents, my love. They’re….sweet?” The word was so foreign from him, it had made you snort.
“Overbearing and nosy, but thanks for playing,” you’d shook your head and lazily hung your hands from his thick forearms crossing over your chest, “I can’t wait to meet your folks, Ice. Your mom seems so amazing.”
“You’re talking to my mom?”
Laughing, “Of course I am! You gave me their number, silly.”
“I gave you my parents’ number for when I’m there, princess. I didn’t expect you to cultivate a relationship with Admiral Kazanksy’s wife.” Pressing a heavy kiss to your jaw, the blonde stubble on his cheek was divine as it brushed against the apple of yours.
Giggling in his embrace, your nose scrunches up as you let your head fall back against his shoulder. “Careful there, Tommy. Mrs. Admiral Kazansky kinda has a nice ring to it.”
His eyes had never sparkled so richly as they had that day in your kitchen, catching the insinuation you’d thrown in your little universe. Ice is everything you are not in the way that he is as unreadable as a blank page, whereas you’re easy reading, like phonebook. It goes with his graceful stoicism, his quiet demeanor.
Which is maybe why the two of you work. He balances you out, reigns you in when necessary but loves your unbridled fire. You add color to the otherwise black-and-white pages of Tom Kazanksy’s mission dossier of life, and while you haven’t exactly figured out if that’s a plus or not—Goose, Mav, Slider and everyone else that knows him assures you that you’re the best thing that’s ever stumbled, literally, into Kazanksy’s universe.
You smile at the muffle of voices hanging at the back of the call. Tom is obviously not alone, which amuses you to no end.
“Oh yeah, y’know how it goes, Kazansky—couldn’t be better. Goose’s kid is just the best child a babysitter could ever ask for.” The drama is not lost in your voice.
Tom barks out a laugh, and you imagine he’s shaking his head at you. “I can imagine. Bradley is a little shit when he wants to be.” He says something to someone beyond the call before returning to the phone, “So, about tomorrow. I wanted to ask you—”
Curling the phone cord around your index finger, you check over your shoulder as a shriek erupts from the hallway. Whipping about, Bradley shoots down the stairs, suddenly naked from the waist down and missing the overalls his mother had dressed him in that morning.
Eyes popping wide, he is screaming with a Superman action figure and his father’s dog tags hanging from his neck, face twisted in a horror that you’ve only ever seen portrayed on television.
Somehow, Bradley’s hair and shirt is wet. Which can only mean—
“Oh my gosh! Bradley! Bradley, come back—” dropping the phone and lunging for the toddler, you half remember your boyfriend is on the other end of the call, and right as Bradley races into the kitchen you grab the receiver. Scrambling to right the phone back to your ear, “Ice, I really have–” but he’s laughing. At you.
“This isn’t funny, Tom!”
“It’s fucking hilarious, baby,” his voice is that smooth rasp that makes you shiver as he clucks a chuckle into the phone, “but hold tight. I’ll be over there in fifteen minutes,” he’s calling for someone to tell him the time before he returns. “Think you can keep the gosling alive long enough for me to get there?”
Your eyes are shooting daggers at the wall as you sneer at nothing. “I hate you sometimes,”
Hissing out a noise that sounds like it would be paired with a wince, his mocking, “Ouch, princess,” doesn’t match the lilt in the back of his words. “Don’t burn down the house, I’ll be right there. Hang tight, grease monkey.” He’s been calling you grease monkey since knowing you, and it’s become more of a pet name than anything.
Unraveling, grateful help is imminent, you’re too stubborn to tell him that. Ice is good at everything, and something about watching Goose’s offspring niggles the thought that you want to be better at this than him in the back of your head. Biting the inside of your cheek, you hum suspiciously over the phone.
“Just get over here, Kazansky.” Dropping the phone to the receiver, you turn to rush into the living space in search of Bradley.
You swear to God you can hear him laughing behind the door fifteen minutes later when he knocks, letting himself into the kitchen from the screen door.
Sunglasses on, dressed informally in a t-shirt and tight Wranglers, he’s got a baseball glove under his arm that he drops to the table when Bradley races to the front door, arms splayed wide upon sight.
“Iceman!” Bradley launches himself at Ice’s legs, wrapping chunky little arms around the man’s thighs, “I didn’t know you were coming!”
He’s bouncing as Ice bends to lift him under his arms to his hip, messing the kid’s hair with his fingers.
“You gonna play ball with me, Ice?”
Ice’s smile is genuine as the kid pops off his callsign, no sweat. “You know it, kiddo. Gotta get my favorite shortstop ready for the Phillies, right?”
Bradley’s face couldn’t be any brighter as you lean against the threshold of the living room, arms crossed over your chest as you watch Ice interact with Goose’s son.
“How have you been, Bradley?”
“Gooooood,” the boy giggles and draws out the double-o of the word like children do, breaking off into another giggle as Ice wiggles his fingers into his soft stomach, “can we go play?”
“Yeah, bud. Go grab your mit and we’ll toss a few,” setting Bradley to his feet, he sends the boy off with a light swat to his rear, Bradley beelining past you to whip up the stairs. He's chanting Ice’s name with childlike joy nearly bubbling out of him.
Ice considers the state of the sandwich you still haven’t cleaned up off the floor before looking to you with a raised brow. The corner of his mouth ticks up into a light smirk as he slips the aviators off, hanging them from the collar of his t-shirt as his eyes move about the living space, easily.
You can see he’s calculating, and something shoots down your spine to ricochet off your uterus.
Good god he’s handsome. Sexy as all get out with close-cropped blonde hair, eyes bright enough to melt steel. He can level you with nothing but a smile, make you forget your name the way he kisses you. You might as well be dead when he says your name.
Thinking through all the times he's called you his, wondering if you’ll ever get tired of it, heat in your blood blossoms to your face. You suddenly warmer than you thought possible in the A/C of Goose’s house.
Crossing the kitchen in a few long strides, he reaches for you. Hand sliding home at your hip as you smile at him, he bridges the daylight hanging between you and shuffles your hips flush with his. Smiling at you crookedly, his eyes track yours. Reaching for a curl that’s fallen from your clip, he tucks it behind your ear.
“Help has arrived, princess,” he teases you, low. “Holding up okay?” His voice is quiet, smoky. Dangerous.
Every one of his words hits you right in that little spot between your legs, which has not stopped aching since you laid eyes on this man eight months ago.
“Thanks for coming over,” you coo, lips parting into a little smile. “I’m alright, just tired. Should’ve known I’d need my wingman–you should’ve been here for lunch,” nodding past his shoulder to the mess still living beside Bradley’s booster, your bottom lip rolls inward sheepishly. “Peter Pan and Smuckers crashed and burned.” Your nose scrunches up, teasingly. “I needed reinforcements.”
He snorts a little, brow lifted knowingly. “So I gathered.”
“You’re such a jerk,” you try not to chuckle, but that look he’s giving you makes it impossible.
He shrugs, flippantly. “Yeah, but you like that kind of thing,“ fingers skipping down the full curve of your cheek, they anchor at your chin and tip you head back just so. “I’m here now, love.”
Somehow your eyes just know to drop to half mast as your heart kicks up a few beats against your ribs. His head angles in that kissable way, and before you can even remember to breathe, his mouth brushes against yours tentatively, seeking out a kiss. Grabbing the front of his shirt, fingers fisting into the material, you edge him a little closer until he seals the deal, kissing you long and hard and slow.
His other thick hand is moving to rest at the curve of your neck and shoulder, thumb delicately brushing against the column of your throat as he moans a little into your mouth. Gasping a little, you suck at his bottom lip, tongue carefully slipping between his teeth to lathe a little against his own. Suddenly the room is spinning as he’s bracing an arm against the threshold of the kitchen, backing you against the sheetrock as his hand moves to cup the curve of your cheek.
“Ice,” you whine between his mouth moving against yours. Every nerve is on fire, and you can suddenly taste and feel nothing but his heat as it crashes against your chest. “I—”
“Mmm,” his fingers curl into the flesh of your hip, harder if possible, and he presses his weight forward with his hips, against yours, pinning you against the sheetrock even farther. “It’s okay,” he enunciates with rough exhale, “Bradley is fine—”
Knees basically gelatin and as if on cue, you hear Bradley’s little feet upstairs. He’s talking to Tom the T-rex, looking for his glove before he cries for you to come upstairs. It’s painful, brushing Tom’s hand away from where it’s tracing the soft skin beneath your navel under your shirt, but you have to.
Groaning in irritation before breaking your kiss with Tom, your gaze moves to the ceiling. Tom’s eyes do as well, and he sighs a little in defeat before putting his hands up, stepping back to allow you to slide away, towards the stairs.
“I’m coming, Bradley,” you call up the stairs, your voice not nearly as strong as you’d like it to be. “I’m sorry, baby, I—” His smile is slow as he nods in understanding, and he smooths his hand over his mouth, you not missing the flush on his face.
You rake your hair back as you’re about to take the stairs two at a time, but you stop when Ice’s big hand wraps around your wrist, stopping you. Looking to his hand briefly, your eyes track up to find him, your face painted with the silent question of “What’s wrong?” that you don’t even need to ask.
“You know I love you, right?”
Heart skyrocketing into the back of your throat before it melts back between your ribs, the corner of your mouth lifts in a soft smile as you shrug a shoulder. Winking at him, you step forward onto the stairs, hand falling from his grasp as Ice moves to track you up the stairs. Over your shoulder, you smile at him and nod—you absolutely know you’re in love with Tom Kazanksy, it isn’t even a question.
“And I think I might be in some kind of love with you too, Kazansky. Maybe just a little.” Your fingers pinch to indicate a little amount, nose scrunched up in that way you always do that makes him roll his eyes and shake his head. You round the corner of the open staircase, but backtrack a few steps to peek around the corner.
“But in case you forget, Iceman—I love you too.”
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People I wanna know better tag meme
Tagged by the lovely @syrena-del-mar!
who already knows me very well and i'm punching the next time i see her
Last song?
i got a cd player for christmas so i'm currently just going through all my cds and happen to be listening to my one jonas brothers cd that i have that i got for free when i saw them back in 2019
Favorite color?
i've always preferred to nature related colors (except my purple girly phase). i constantly cycle between green, blue, and yellow and right now i've been obsessed with shades of blue.
Currently watching?
seriously watching: hospital playlist. i prefer watching shows in their original language so i'm watching the subbed version. because i can't multitask (except that time i helped my brother stuff gyoza while watching an episode) i have to sit and pay attention to watch. but i love medical dramas and the storylines, omg. i'm only on episode 5 but i'm in love
casual watching: one piece. i'm only watching the dubbed version because there are too many episodes and i can only sit still for so long. but i'm currently more than halfway through the impel down arc. and my boys buggy, ace, sanji, and zorro have my entire heart
Last movie?
streamed: bitconned on netflix. it was during my monthly true crime binge and i went through murder and decided to end it with good old fashion schemes to end the night
in theaters: i went with my brother to go see the beekeepr with my brother last week. it was the stupidest fucking movie istg. i'm so mad we wasted our gift cards on that. it was only $14 for tickets but still. he wanted to see it because it was stupid. i'm just mad they brought my boy josh hutcherson into that train wreck during his renaissance. jason statham, you are better than this.
Sweet/Spicy/Savory?
i like spicy food a lot. love it. had to learn to love it since my mom would just dump spice in everything without adjusting. but i prefer spicy and savory over sweet. i don't like things that are too sweet. i bake a lot but don't really eat much of it.
Relationship status?
pathetically single. i've been single the entire 24 years i've plagued this earth. not from a lack of trying. just nobody, that i know of for certain, has ever been interested in me.
Current obsessions?
hospital playlist and this goddamn fic that i spent like 6 hours talking to roo about. i bought a notebook for the fic and everything. going to seriously plot it out and everything.
Last thing you googled?
"did hook die at the end of peter pan"
i took a brief detour from writing chapter 15 of my current fic to do some research for my new pet project and landed here
Selfie or another pic you took?
2 for one special. here's a picture i took at the aquarium back in 2017 and the edited version of it that i did in college. it's my favorite picture that i've ever taken omg. i love jellyfish. they're so beautiful
Tagging: @amyyscorner @ashitshowforalot @kangaracharacha @tfshouldidohere @hyuuukais @puppysmileseungmin @itshannjisung @kai-lee08
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Morning, chirps Hyrule. Time to preen. He yawns and stretches his wings. Only—the curse. They don’t have wings. He’s trying to flex muscles he doesn’t have. Preen… the call peters out because there is nothing to preen.
Legend mumbles something and rolls further into Wolfie’s side for the heat. Burrowed into the blankets and without wings, it’s just a mop of pink hair and the chilled tip of an ear sticking out.
Wild is missing and Hyrule glances around the camp. No magpie to be seen.
Flockmate? He sends out a questioning whistle. Some of the others stir slightly, but Wild doesn’t answer. Flock-of-my-heart? He gives their flock call, adding a worried undertone.
This gets a response. “Good morning, Rulie!”
Wild’s voice comes from above and the brown thrasher tilts his head back to stare at the trees. They may have no wings, but the shaking of branches and rain of leaves resolves into Wild, swinging down.
“What are you doing?”
“Getting breakfast! I found some eggs in the tree. I already picked up some herbs and I’ve still got fixings, so I can make omelets!”
Judging the distance, Wild hangs from his hands and drops lightly to the ground. His legs bend to absorb the impact.
“How can you do that?” At the look of confusion, Hyrule clarifies. “Without your wings.”
“Oh, after the yiga, I had to get good at traveling on foot. Wolfie watched me fall out of more trees than I can count.” Rather than send him into a funk, Wild only laughs at the memory. He’s in a cheerful mood today. “I had to live like the other races do, without flying. It’s not ideal, but I can manage it!”
Hyrule knows the basics of what happened to Wild when he was captured by the yiga. Well, he knows more than the basics. As they’ve grown closer, Wild’s shared bits and pieces—usually after a nightmare or when he’s skittish. Yet even Legend doesn’t know every detail that happened.
Honestly, would it be better for Wild to tell someone? Or to let the memory fade away? Then again, Hyrule’s never had much luck with bad memories fading. He can block them out, but sooner or later they bubble up and find him again.
His era isn’t a kind one. It’s often not safe to fly; certainly not more than short distances. He’s lucky he wasn’t born with wings to migrate, like Time or Four. A thrasher’s wings may be smaller, but he blends into the woods and can quickly dart from tree to tree. It’s a gift, on his own.
Wild hums as he stokes the fire and pulls ingredients and pans from his slate. Normally, the red gems to protect against fire would be winking as they catch the light at the base of his wings. Those, too, are gone with the curse. Feathers crossed they come back when it fades.
Glancing up, Wild catches his eye and grins, ears drooping with happiness. Hyrule can’t help but smile back. He flutters his wings on instinct, except there’s nothing but the shrug of his shoulders. Right. No wings. No preening. His fingers itch to sink into feathers.
With this flock, but even more with his sub-flock; Hyrule is happy. Happiness was not a common emotion before his journeys. He’s enough of a loner bird that he can survive without a flock, unlike Wild or Four. But long periods alone—like the years that stretched around him—have an impact.
Friends were transient at best and morally grey at worst. He couldn’t afford to be choosy. Sometimes Hyrule needed someone, anyone, to chase away the silence. There were few activities to fill his time outside of survival. Every day he was exhausted. It could be from a poor sleep schedule—it was rarely safe to sleep deeply.
Zelda, the one he rescued from Ganon, from his first adventure, later became his friend. He was the one Zelda called when she started nesting. In turn, it would trigger his own nesting instincts.
Zia was the original Zelda. The world she awoke to was a long way away from the one she left. Zia was more than happy to leave her name, despite it being the original, in the past. Despite her outward quiet demeanor, she has a lot of spunk.
Hyrule didn’t mind nesting with Zelda. The nest was fit for a princess—full of frothy lace and pretty little pillows and finger food for snacks. It wasn’t what the thrasher would have picked for comfort. But nesting meant he got to spend time with his friend and preen feathers. It also meant relaxing without fear of monsters.
Once Zia awoke, she and Zelda became close friends. When nesting season came, the two girls had each other. Hyrule doesn’t hold it against them; he was on the other side of Hyrule in the wilds at the time. Danger isn’t conducive to nesting and the traveler is often in danger.
His nesting instincts were slower to trigger than Wild and Legend’s were, but when they did, it was nearly dizzying. For the first time, he had pair birds to nest with! His own sub-flock to cuddle and preen with. A nest that was cozy for all of them and constant attention.
That’s as close as Hyrule’s ever gotten to experiencing perfect bliss. It’s also the source of near-constant fear. Nesting with his pair birds is an experience he never wants to give up. So, what happens when this journey ends and he’s pulled away? How does he go back to an empty world and live alone?
He can’t.
Hyrule’s fingers twitch, needing to preen feathers to calm down. Yet there are no wings to fill the need. Legend’s hair is a mess, though, and at least he can preen that. The vet’s hair is silky smooth between his fingers. It’s not fair; Hyrule’s curls like to resist a brush and tangle at the slightest hint of weather.
Wild’s hair will brush out soft and smooth, but he spends so much time darting through trees or climbing things that it’s always festooned with leaves and twigs. Sometimes he’ll take the time to clean it all out, brush and oil it, and twist it up in a fancy updo. The traveler keeps his jealousy to himself. He’s stuck with wavy curls.
Legend slowly wakes under his hands, grumbling and retreating deeper into the blanket until it pulls on his hair. Then he’s back out, blinking sleepy eyes and shooting Hyrule a dirty look.
“I was sleeping.”
“Your hair was tangled.”
“Then preen my wings!” There’s a pause as the reality of the situation catches up to the veteran. “…never mind. Wild, please tell me you have coffee going.”
“Piping hot and ready to go!” Wild holds up the cup with a grin.
Wolfie, no longer trapped in Legend’s clutches, lopes over to the magpie and sits next to him with a boof. Wild absently wraps an arm around his neck and scratches behind an ear. It’s unconscious—born out of familiarity with a traveling companion.
Hyrule is left alone on the bedding, trying to shove down the twisting feeling in his gut. It’s good for Wild to get used to Twilight, even if it’s as a wolf. He shouldn’t be scared around raptors.
But what if Hyrule is replaced with Twilight?
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Who I Will Write For and What I Will Write For
Will: Smut, fluff, angst, death, I will do Dom/sub dynamics, choking, masterbation, overestimulation, hard doms, soft doms.
Wont: Piss kink, shit kink, creampie, not too rough of sex (but I will do rough sex), and I will not write for use of toys.
Fandoms:
FREE REIN
Pin Hawthorne
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SHADOW AND BONE
Kaz Brekker
Jesper Fahey
Alina Starkov
General Kirigan
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MANIFEST
Ben Stone
Olive Stone
Cal Stone
Zeke Landon
Jared Vasquez
TJ Morrison
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DEADLY CLASS
Marcus Lopez
Saya Kuroki
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HARRY POTTER
Harry Potter
Draco Malfoy
Tom Riddle
Lorenzo Berkshire
Matteo Riddle
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MARAUDERS ERA
Young!James Potter
Young!Regulus Black
Young!Peter Pettigrew
Young!Remus Lupin
Young!Sirius Black
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NARNIA
Edmund Pevensie
Peter Pevensie
Prince Caspian
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BUNK'D
Griff Jones
Xander McCormick
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HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON
Hiccup Haddock
Astrid Hofferson
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ZOMBIES 2
Wyatt Lykensen
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SECRETS OF SULPHUR SPRINGS
Griffin Campbell
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DRAGONS: THE NINE REALMS
Tom Kullerson
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WEDNESDAY
Wednesday Addams
Tyler Galpin
Xavier Thorpe
Ajax
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DC
Barry Allen
Caitlin Snow
Alex Danvers
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MARVEL
Loki Laugherson
Tony Stark
Peter Parker (Tom Holland and Andrew Garfield)
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OUAT
Peter Pan
Felix
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MIRACULOUS
Chat Noir
Adrien Agreste
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HEARTLAND
Ty Borden
Dylan Westfield
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ENOLA HOLMES
Sherlock Holmes
Tewksbury
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ANNE WITH AN E
Gilbert Blythe
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RISE OF THE GUARDIANS
Jack Frost
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I do requests. I will do X Reader and X OC.
Message me through my profile if you have a request. I do not really check comments, so it's easier for me to get requests through a message then a comment
I will write for characters from Kings Choice which is a game on the Google play store. I dont know why but im in love with some of the characters, like, the way their animated is hot. Here's who I'll write for from the game:
Lance
Beth/Ian
Ryan
Esmerelda
Eva
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I will do smut, fluff, and angst for the Kings Choice game. I take requests for them too
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Hey I’m so sorry if this is weird but — my partner and I started watching elementary and oh my god it’s AMAZING… but about halfway through season 4, it started to get really repetitive and didn’t explore a lot of the interesting parts of the characters and relationships, and we sort of petered off — does it pick back up later?
Heyyy it’s not weird at all. So tbh season 4 is one of my least favourite seasons and it’s because it did feel a bit out there. Like the stuff with Morland is interesting when thinking about Sherlock but they’re clearly lacking in direction when it comes to Joan’s story. She has like 10 different sub-plots that never pan out (like the cop who has an issue with her, that never goes anywhere)
That said it starts getting much better with season 5 because they introduce a subplot through a new character who has a close relationship with Joan and it helps give the show direction. So it does pick up and it’s worth still watching and not giving up entirely.
#elementary#anyone else who wants elementary specific asks please do I adore this show with my whole heart
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NEW F/O List!!!
Romantic F/Os💖
Scarecrow (DC/BTAS/TNBA/Nolanverse/Arkham Knight/Arkham Asylum/Fear State/Brave and The Bold/Injustice 2/Happy Halloween Scooby Doo/Tomorrowverse/Harley Quinn Series)
Mad Hatter (DC/BTAS)
Joker (DC/BTAS/The Batman Series)
Ragdoll (DC/The Batman Series)
Riddler (DC/The Batman Series)
Penguin (DC/The Batman Series)
Question (DC/Justice League Unlimited)
Harley Quinn (DC/Harley Quinn Series/Injustice 2)
Luigi (Mario)
Bowser (Mario)
ENA (Dream BBQ)
NOS-4-A2 (Buzz Lightyear Of Star Command)
Zurg (Buzz Lightyear Of Star Command)
Ty Parsec (Buzz Lightyear Of Star Command)
Bezel (Chikn Nuggit)
Dabi (MHA)
Tenya Ida (MHA)
Tomura Shigaraki (MHA)
Hawks (MHA)
Toga Himiko (MHA)
Eijirou Kirishima (MHA)
Doc Ock (Spectacular Spider Man)
Electro (Spectacular Spider Man)
Shocker (Spectacular Spider Man)
Eddie Brock/Venom (Venom Movie)
Meta Knight (Kirby)
Sammy Lawrence (BATIM)
Zavok (Sonic)
Zazz (Sonic)
Wes Weasley (Adventures Of Sonic The Hedgehog)(Childhood crush)
Spawn (Image Comics)
Dr Facilier (Princess and The Frog)
Maleficent (Sleeping Beauty)
Jafar (Aladdin)
Claude Frollo (Hunchback Of Notre Dame(Disney)
Snatcher (Hat In Time)
Dr Nefarious (Ratchet and Clank)
Bender (Futurama)
Father (Kids Next Door)
Scar (Alien Vs Predator)
Right Hand Man (Henry Stickmin)
Chris McLean (Total Drama)
Izzy (Total Drama)
Narrator (Stanley Parable)
Neo Cortex (Crash Bandicoot)
Matt (Eddsworld)
Blitzø (Helluva Boss)
Paimon (Helluva Boss)
Kronk (Emperor's New Groove)
Alastor (Hazbin Hotel)
Zestial Moore (Hazbin Hotel)
Tabi (FNF)
Garcello (FNF)
Freddy Krueger (Nightmare On Elm Street)
Dr Strangeglove (Moshi Monsters)
Dr Krankcase (Skylanders)
Captain Hook (Peter Pan)
Wally Darling (Welcome Home)
Peppino (Pizza Tower)
Vigilante (Pizza Tower)
Drakken (Kim Possible)
Strangled Red (Poképasta)
Sniper (Team Fortress 2)
Korekiyo Shinguji (Danganronpa)
MX (Mario.EXE)
SCP-049 (SCP)
Katz (Courage The Cowardly Dog)
Freaky Fred (Courage The Cowardly Dog)
Computer (Courage The Cowardly Dog)
HIM (Powerpuff Girls)
Espresso Cookie (Cookie Run: Kingdom)
Clover Cookie (Cookie Run: Kingdom)
Bob Velseb (Spooky Month)
Agent Trout (We Bare Bears)
Mordecai Heller (Lackadaisy)
Jack Horner (Puss In Boots)
Zenitsu (Demon Slayer)
Silver Spoon (Inanimate Insanity)
Black Hat (Villainous)
Walker (Danny Phantom)
Skulker (Danny Phantom)
Fred (Scooby Doo)
Caine (The Amazing Digital Circus)
Devil (The Cuphead Show)
Jack O Lantern (Grim Adventures Of Billy and Mandy)
General Skarr (Evil Con Carne)
Simon Belmont (Captain N The Game Master)(Childhood crush)
Emperor Belos (Owl House)
Sub Zero (Mortal Kombat)
Stocking (Panty and Stocking)
Kiyoshi (Hanazuki)
Jack Sparrow (Pirates Of The Caribbean)
Nikku (FNF)
Six (BFB)
Lesley (DHMIS)
Sasha Waybright (Amphibia)
Astral (Yu-Gi-Oh Zexal)(Childhood crush)
Vulture (Spectacular Spider Man)
Rainbow Dash (My Little Pony)(Childhood crush)
Discord (My Little Pony)(Childhood crush)
Mr Scatterbrain (Mr Men/Mr Men Show)(Childhood crush)
Ales Mansay (Rayman)(Childhood crush)
Mr Nonsense (Mr Men)(Childhood crush)
DangerGrid Of Doom (Skatoony)(Childhood crush)
Platonic F/Os⚘️
Kuromi (Sanrio)
Cinnamoroll (Sanrio)
Chococat (Sanrio)
ENA (Season 1)
Moony (ENA)
Bendy (BATDR)
Ellie Rose (Henry Stickmin)
Charles Calvin (Henry Stickmin)
Reginald Copperbottom (Henry Stickmin)
Demencia (Villainous)
Benrey (Half Life)
Hatsune Miku (Vocaloid)
Kasane Teto (Vocaloid)
Kagamine Rin (Vocaloid)
Hex (FNF)
Annie (FNF)
Pom Pom (FNF)
Cassette Girl (FNF)
Boyfriend (FNF)
Girlfriend (FNF)
Carol (FNF)
Ash (FNF)
Selever (FNF)
Ruv (FNF)
Nikusa (FNF)
Solazar (FNF)
Rascal (FNF)
Dr Springheel (FNF)
Tankman (Tankmen)
Tord (Eddsworld)
Eduardo (Eddsworld)
Matilda (Eddsworld/Ellsworld)
Zanta Claws (Eddsworld)
Elvira Mistress Of The Dark
Rayman (Rayman/Animated Series/Captain Laserhawk)
Globox (Rayman)
Grand Minimus (Rayman)
Tessa (Skylanders)
Mags (Skylanders)
Eye Brawl (Skylanders)
Flynn (Skylanders)
Hugo (Skylanders)
Bambi (Bambi)
Faline (Bambi)
SpongeBob SquarePants
Patrick Star (SpongeBob)
Sandy Cheeks (SpongeBob)
Plankton (SpongeBob)
Karen Plankton (SpongeBob)
Tiana (Princess and The Frog)
Charlotte (Princess and The Frog)
Tanjiro Kamado (Demon Slayer)
Poppet (Moshi Monsters)
Luvli (Moshi Monsters)
Oogie Boogie (Nightmare Before Christmas)
Charlie Morningstar (Hazbin Hotel)
Angel Dust (Hazbin Hotel)
Vortex (Helluva Boss)
Queen Bee-Zlebub (Helluva Boss)
Bunny (Courage The Cowardly Dog)
Kitty (Courage The Cowardly Dog)
Anne Boonchuy (Amphibia)
Red Action (OK K.O)
Puss In Boots
Frost Queen Cookie (Cookie Run: Kingdom)
Strawberry Crepe Cookie (Cookie Run: Kingdom)
Cherry Blossom Cookie (Cookie Run: Kingdom)
Squid Ink Cookie (Cookie Run: Kingdom)
Daizy (Wow Wow Wubbzy)
Widget (Wow Wow Wubbzy)
Rocko (Rocko's Modern Life)
Filburt (Rocko's Modern Life)
Gordi (Unicorn Wars)
Maria (Unicorn Wars)
Toaster (Brave Little Toaster)
Luca
Giulia (Luca)
Lord X (Sonic.EXE)
Majin Sonic
Hypno (Poképasta)
Bubble (BFDI)
4 (BFB)
X (BFB)
Cofi (Chikn Nuggit)
Rabbid Rosalina (Mario + Rabbids)
Iris (Pokémon)
Shaggy (Scooby Doo)
Freckles (Lackadaisy)
Gia (Madagascar)
Alex (Madagascar)
Melman (Madagascar)
Private (Madagascar)
Corporal (Madagascar)
Soft Mouse (FNF: Soft)
Charlie (Smiling Friends)
Pim (Smiling Friends)
Gretchen (Camp Lazlo)
Edward (Camp Lazlo)
Patsy (Camp Lazlo)
Mario
Yoshi (Mario)
Peach (Mario)
Daisy (Mario)
Rosalina (Mario)
Toad (Mario)
Boo (Mario)
King Boo (Mario)
Wario (Mario)
Sonic The Hedgehog
Amy Rose (Sonic)
Vector (Sonic)
Chip (Sonic)
Orbot (Sonic)
Knuckles (Sonic Movie)
Tom Wachowski (Sonic Movie)
Maddie Wachowski (Sonic Movie)
Po (Teletubbies)
Laa-Laa (Teletubbies)
Fleegle (Banana Splits)
Alice (DC/BTAS)
Donutella
Rango
Beans (Rango)
Mao Mao (Mao Mao: HOPH)
Badgerclops (Mao Mao: HOPH)
Nazz (Ed, Edd N Eddy)
Oggy (Oggy & The Cockroaches)
Familial F/Os💙
Bandit (Bluey)
Chilli (Bluey)
Radley (Bluey)
Frisky (Bluey)
Calypso (Bluey)
Brandy (Bluey)
Eda Clawthorne (Owl House)
Raine Whispers (Owl House)
Lilith Clawthorne (Owl House)
Millie (Helluva Boss)
Moxxie (Helluva Boss)
Stolas (Helluva Boss)
Asmodeus (Helluva Boss)
Fizzarolli (Helluva Boss)
Rosie (Hazbin Hotel)
Lucifer Morningstar (Hazbin Hotel)
Jack Skellington (Nightmare Before Christmas)
Sally (Nightmare Before Christmas)
Moominpappa (Moomin)
Moominmamma (Moomin)
Mama White (Sanrio)
Papa White (Sanrio)
Hugo, Victor and Laverne (Hunchback Of Notre Dame(Disney)
King Andrias (Amphibia)
Olivia (Amphibia)
Lila (Spooky Month)
Jaune (Spooky Month)
John (Spooky Month)
Wallace (Wallace and Gromit)
Lady Tottington (Wallace and Gromit)
Muriel Bagge (Courage The Cowardly Dog)
Yor Forger (Spy X Family)
Loid Forger (Spy X Family)
Sarvente (FNF)
Chris (FNF)
Alicia (Pokémon)
Alice (Pokémon)
Taki (Friday Night Fever)
Count Bleck (Mario)
Tippi (Mario)
Vanilla (Sonic)
Optimus Prime (Transformers)
Ventriloquist and Scarface (DC/BTAS)
Catwoman (DC/The Batman 2004)
Connor (Detroit: Become Human)
Hank Anderson (Detroit: Become Human)
Jason Voorhess (Friday The 13th)
Pamela Voorhees (Friday The 13th)
Ragatha (The Amazing Digital Circus)
Dr Eggman (Sonic)
Sibling F/Os🦋
Moomintroll (Moomin)
Snorkmaiden (Moomin)
Snork (Moomin)
Octavia (Helluva Boss)
Bluey
Bingo (Bluey)
Rusty (Bluey)
Slushi (Chikn Nuggit)
Sprig Plantar (Amphibia)
Marcy Wu (Amphibia)
Mabel Pines (Gravity Falls)
Wendy (Gravity Falls)
Melony (SMG4)
Meilin Lee (Turning Red)
Abby Park (Turning Red)
Jenny Wakeman (My Life As A Teenage Robot)
Soft BF (FNF: Soft)
Madelyn Dinkley (Scooby Doo)
Streber (Spooky Month)
Tails (Sonic)
Rasazy (FNF)
Mindy (SpongeBob)
Nezuko (Demon Slayer)
Darrell (OK K.O)
Shannon (OK K.O)
Fink (O.K KO)
Dee Dee (Dexter's Laboratory)
Edd/Double D (Ed Edd n Eddy)
Collector (Owl House)
Olivia (Oggy & The Cockroaches)
Child F/Os🍰
Child versions of Blitzø, Stolas, Octavia, Fizzarolli (Helluva Boss)
Oliver (Helluva Boss)
Pom Pom (Bluey)
Lila (Bluey)
Cyan Fitzgerald (Todd McFarlane's Spawn Series)
Ashley (Warioware)
Penny (Warioware)
Kat & Ana (Warioware)
9-Volt (Warioware)
Julianna Scott (Sanrio)
Nifty (Hazbin Hotel)
Eri (MHA)
Kota Izumi (MHA)
Maggie Simpson (Simpsons)
Nugget (Super Meat Boy)
Anya Forger (Spy X Family)
Bubbles (Powerpuff Girls)
Adorabat (Mao Mao: HOPH)
Skid (Spooky Month)
Pump (Spooky Month)
Robert (Spooky Month)
Hat Kid (Hat In Time)
Sam (Trick R Treat)
Cream (Sonic)
Kirby
Orbulon (Warioware)
SCP-053 (SCP)
Baby Doll (DC/BTAS)
Cub (Happy Tree Friends)
Lazlo (Camp Lazlo)
Cubot (Sonic)
Dogday (Smiling Critters/Poppy Playtime)
Hoppy Hopscotch (Smiling Critters/Poppy Playtime)
Hello Kitty (Sanrio)
My Melody (Sanrio/Onegai My Melody)
X (BFB)
Snorky (Banana Splits)
Lumas (Mario)
Baby versions of Mario, Luigi (Mario)
Onion Cookie (Cookie Run: Kingdom)
Three Diablos (Puss In Boots)
QT (FNF)
Pet F/Os🐈
Gidget (Secret Life Of Pets)
Daisy (Secret Life Of Pets)
Chloe (Secret Life Of Pets)
Fat Nuggets (Hazbin Hotel)
Keekee (Hazbin Hotel)
King (Owl House)
Thumper (Bambi)
SCP-999 (SCP)
SCP-131 (SCP)
Artemis (Sailor Moon)
Diana (Sailor Moon)
Luna (Sailor Moon)
Zero (Nightmare Before Christmas)
Perrito (Puss In Boots)
Kitty Softpaws (Puss In Boots)
Gary (SpongeBob)
Ringo (Eddsworld)
Pipsqueak (The Lorax)
Shirousa, Kurousa, Strawberryusa, Blueberryusa, Momousa, Vanilla, Aousa, Pandausa, Balletusa, Primausa (Sugarbunnies)
Pusheen The Cat
Cheezborger (Chikn Nuggit)
Chikn Nuggit
Muffin (Bluey)
Socks (Bluey)
505 (Villainous)
My Sweet Piano (Sanrio)
Feathers McGraw (Wallace and Gromit)
Gromit (Wallace and Gromit)
Jeffrey The Land Shark (Marvel/It's Jeff Comics)
Polterpup (Luigi's Mansion)
Jess (Postman Pat)
Garfield
Odie (Garfield)
Bond (Spy X Family)
Le Quack (Courage The Cowardly Dog)
Courage The Cowardly Dog
Pikachu, Jigglypuff, Hypno, Eevee, Sylveon, Darkrai, Piplup, Pichu, Wynaut, Manaphy, Togepi, Pawmi, Mudkip, Torchic, Chikorita, Jirachi, Emolga, Axew, Cosmog, Mew, Celebi, Zorua, Minccino, Cinccino, Ralts, Latios, Latias, Riolu, Lucario, Buneary, Dwebble, Altaria, Swablu, Quaxly, Gengar, Misdreavus (Pokémon)
Shinto (FNF: Lullaby)
Scooby Doo
Chao (Sonic)
Rilakkuma
Zippy (TUFF Puppy)
Pugsley (Dead End: Paranormal Park)
#my f/os#f/o#f/o community#romantic f/o#platonic f/o#familal f/o#pet f/o#child f/o#sibling f/o#comfort characters
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🤕 Hi! I’m 21, Looking for 18+ rp partners please!
I have a few canon characters I’d love to play and some oc’s that I’ve been dying to use! But before I go into them I’ve got a few things to ask please (this is new, but I’ve been ghosted so many times that it feels like I need to say this😭)
If you like my post, please be serious about rping with me, I’m ok if you get busy or lose interest, just please let me know and don’t just ghost me. I’ve had it happen so many times recently and I just wanna let people know that I’m looking for serious, friendly long term (or as long term as possible) rps.
Ok! Onto my current canon characters that I’m dying to write! (I’d like to play these guys/Girls as Subs/switches! I also won’t play canon gays/lesbians against men or women, but I’m happy to play characters that don’t have a canon sexuality as bi/pans or anything!), but I am happy to double up and play them against other canon characters/oc’s!
Shadow and bone (I haven’t seen the new season yet!): Kaz Brekker, Jesper Fahay, Ivan, Fedyor Kaminsky, The Darkling, Matthias Halver
Heartstopper: Charlie Spring, Nick Nelson, Tara Jones, Darcy Olsson
House of the dragon: Daemon Targaryen, Aemond Targaryen, Aegon Targaryen, Lucerys Velaryon, Jacaerys Velaryon, Rhaenyra Targaryen
Peaky Blinders: Thomas Shelby
Marvel: Bucky Barnes, Wade Wilson, Steve Rogers, Peter Parker, Loki, Tony stark, Johnny Storm, Clint Barton
Harry Potter: Draco Malfoy, Regulus Black, Remus Lupin, Severus snape, Sirius black, Charlie Weasley, Fred and/or George Weasley, bill weasley, James potter, Albus dumbledore (young), Gellert Grindelwald (young)
Gotham: Oswald cobblepot
Now onto my oc’s! I have a few with specific fcs and some that don’t really have a fc yet and those I’ll send a list of possible fcs and let you choose!
1. Robin Barnes, a dragon shapeshifter (they/them pronouns, Bi and genderfluid! Fc is Damiano David)
2. Corin Lopez, a human (he/him pronouns, bi [male lean]! Fc is Boyd Holbrook)
3. Hannibal Tarly, a human based in the world of Westeros (he/him pronouns, Gay! Fc is Matt smith)
4. Corin Martell, a human based in the world of Westeros (he/him pronouns, Gay! No specific fc)
5. Samuel Carver, an Angel (he/him pronouns, bi and asexual! Fc is Tom holland)
6. Henrikas Bane, a vampire (he/him pronouns, bi! Fc is Sebastian Stan)
7. Aegon Oretsev, an elf (he/they pronouns, Pansexual! Fc is Tom Glynn carney)
8. Asmodeus White, a human with telekinesis (they/them pronouns, gay and genderfluid! No specific fc)
9. Viserys Hightower, a human (he/him pronouns, Gay! Fc is Thomas Rossier)
If any of these canons or oc’s grab your attention, hit like and I’ll reach out to you!
Thank you💞
Leave a like, and anon will get back to you!
#shadow and bone roleplay#shadow and bone rp#heartstopper roleplay#heartstopper rp#house of the dragon roleplay#house of the dragon rp#peaky blinders roleplay#peaky blinders rp#marvel roleplay#marvel rp#harry potter roleplay#harry potter rp#fandom roleplay#fandom rp#oc x oc#oc x cc#cc x cc#mild
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Your list of Disney genres sounds very interesting
I'M SO GLAD YOU ASKED
(fair warning: I am Bad at Making Graphs, so I'm literally gonna just type out the lists. Hopefully, it'll make some sense shbdgvdf)
OKAY SO
The 61 (so far) of the Walt Disney Animation Studios feature films can be split into 5 major categories:
Animals (20 films)
Princess (14 films)
General Fantasy (11 films)
Sci-Fi (8 films)
Package (8 films)
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Tier 1 - Package:
We start the list with the film that encapsulates several genres, but with an emphasis on music:
Fantasia (1940)
Fantasia 2000 (1999/2000)
Then, we morph into more story features, with music still being the focus:
Make Mine Music (1946)
Melody Time (1948)
and then it becomes more "proper" feature-length, only split into two:
Fun & Fancy Free (1947)
The Adventures of Ichabod and Mr. Toad (1949)
and finally, a bit of a wild card, but we delve into "societies" and fully bipedal anthropomorphic characters with Donald, José, and later, Panchito:
Saludos Amigos (1943)
The Three Caballeros (1945)
From there, we drop down to our biggest category:
~~~~~
Tier 2 - Animals:
There are 20 Disney films that are solidly Animal films, which makes up a THIRD of Disney's line-up. The three major sub-categories are:
Animal Society
Domesticated/Trained Animals
Wild Animals
Jumping down The Three Caballeros in Tier 1, we start with movies with a fully Animal Society, with zero humans:
Zootopia (2016)
Chicken Little (2005)
Robin Hood (1973)
then it blends more into human society, but with a still distinct hidden animal society that wears clothes and walk like humans:
The Great Mouse Detective (1986)
The Rescuers (1977)
The Rescuers Down Under (1990)
We then go into the Domesticated Animal category, with The Aristocats as the "bridge," since it features animals that wear clothes and play instruments lol:
The Aristocats (1970)
101 Dalmatians (1961)
Lady and the Tramp (1955)
Oliver & Company (1988)
Bolt (2008)
Home on the Range (2004)
Dumbo (1941)
The Fox and the Hound (1981)
The last one is another "bridge," this time to Wild Animals, which is split more or less evenly between "with humans" and "no humans":
Brother Bear (2003)
Tarzan (1999)
The Jungle Book (1967)
Bambi (1942)
The Lion King (1994)
Dinosaur (2000)
Now, let's go back to Brother Bear and drop down to:
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Tier 3 - General Fantasy
This category is bit harder to split, but in essence:
Children's Lit
NOT Children's Lit (lol)
Okay, so, let me go down the list to see if it makes sense:
With Brother Bear as our drop-down from Tier 2, we start our list with mythological settings (the "NOT Children's Lit," if you will), starting with another arrogant youth who is unwittingly transformed into an animal, then classic mythology:
The Emperor's New Groove (2000)
Hercules (1997)
Which then leads to more "grounded" fantasy, but still fairly "mature" audiences:
Encanto (2021)
The Hunchback of Notre Dame (1996)
and then deeper into medieval style...
The Black Cauldron (1985)
The Sword in the Stone (1963)
except now, with Sword in the Stone as the "bridge," we're officially in "Children's Lit" territory, with a focus on British Lit:
Pinocchio (1940)
Alice in Wonderland (1951)
Peter Pan (1953)
slowly becoming more and more dreamlike, until we reach the "wonderful world of make-believe" with our friends in the Hundred Acre Wood:
The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh (1977)
Winnie the Pooh (2011)
Now, let's go back to the start of this tier, Emperor's New Groove, and drop-down to another "royal turned into an animal for a lesson" with....
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Tier 4 -Princess:
Okay, first context: I know there's some debate on which Princess films "count," but for this list's sake, here are the ones I'm counting:
Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs (1937)
Cinderella (1950)
Sleeping Beauty (1959)
The Little Mermaid (1989)
Beauty and the Beast (1991)
Aladdin (1992)
Pocahontas (1995)
Mulan (1998)
The Princess and the Frog (2009)
Tangled (2010)
Frozen (2013)
Moana (2016)
Frozen 2 (2019)
Raya and the Last Dragon (2020)
(Remember, this is ONLY including WDAS, so Brave doesn't count here. Moving on.)
Of the fourteen films, there are four sub-categories:
Prince/Princess (3)
Prince/Peasant Girl (3)
Princess/Peasant Boy (technically 4, counting Frozen 2)
Technically Not a Princess (4)
Now, that said, how do these categories work with my "drop-down" point from Emperor's New Groove? Well, we start with Prince/Peasant Girl first with:
The Princess and the Frog
Beauty and the Beast
Cinderella
All three had direct enchantment lead to their romances, to varying degrees, starting with genuine transformations to merely a magic dress and coach. But naturally, so did others, which takes us to our Prince/Princess pairings, starting with the OG:
Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs
Sleeping Beauty
The Little Mermaid
Now, we switch things up and go to the "Technically Not a Princess" category, jumping off the ocean theme to:
Moana
Raya and the Last Dragon
Mulan
Pocahontas
leading lastly to Princess/Peasant Boy:
Aladdin
Tangled
Frozen
Frozen 2
And as it so happens, the Frozen films are the only "official" princesses who turn into queens..... which drops-down into a largely forgotten film with another Disney princess-turned-queen:
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Tier 5 - Sci-Fi
Atlantis: The Lost Empire (2001)
from there, we travels to other worlds, with some familiarity of our world,
Strange World (2022)
Treasure Planet (2002)
Lilo & Stitch (2002)
to our futuristic worlds,
Meet the Robinsons (2007)
Big Hero 6 (2014)
and finally, a "hidden" world within our own:
Wreck-It Ralph (2012)
Ralph Breaks the Internet (2018)
~~~~~
So! There you have it! I wish I had graph making skills to make this easier to understand lol ^^"
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