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The Bad Guys 2022

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Hello It’s me again, I just need a minute because I was listening to high infidelity and now I can’t stop thinking about singer!reader cheating on Drew with one of her ex’s because he bailed on her (she touring and out of state out of the country maybe) to go to Disney with you know who 💀 and he finds out they break up she releases the song

Bonus point if she’s like I cheated so what you’re an awful boyfriend

Reader can’t be the only one always suffering, I’ve decided he needs to suffer to keep him humble (???)

high infidelity- drew starkey

drew starkey x singer!reader

warnings: cheating, sex, angst, no comfort.

summary: the request

playlist: high infidelity by taylor swift

a/n: this was hell for me because i love happy endings and hate cheating but she's kinda right in this one. i have a few other anon requests that fit perfectly with this one, a no happy ending with drew.

it's a one shot which means there won't be a part two

"but you said you'd make it. it's been almost two months without seeing eachother." she said looking at him through the facetime.

"i know baby but i forgot about her birthday and the trip." he sighs.

"you won't be able to come later because you'll be shooting."

"i know baby, i'm sorry but it's her birthday." she chuckled.

"your exe's birthday is more important than seeing your girlfriend" closing her eyes she takes a deep breath in before speaking again. "i get that no one in the public eye really knows we're together but our circles know and I'm starting to think it's never enough with you."

"what do you mean?" a confused look adorned his eyes.

"it's never enough love for you, in the year and a half we've been together you've put so many people ahead of me and i'm kinda done with that."

"are you breaking up with me?" his voice tone turned defensive.

"no but you should let what i said sink in because i'm pissed as hell and they're calling be to stage. bye drew."

the empty screen haunted him. it was only a birthday he thought but he knew it was much more than that, it was the missed calls, the way she tried to change her agenda to make space for him to visit, the way she called him inmediatly after a weird picture came out to reassure him and explain him the context so he wouldn't think anything weird about it but she couldn't say the same about him.

the piano on stage was receiving all the rage she felt inside of her 'the heart wants what it wants' was a song she picked, a fan favourite she hadn't sang in ages.

"There's a million reasons why I should give you up but the heart wants what it wants" she gave the public a faint smile before saying goodbye.

"thank you madrid! I love y'all" the lights went off and she was rushed out of the stage.

"so he's going to disney?" Alex, her best friend and stylist, asked when they laid down on the bed of her hotel room for the night.

"yeah. I'm done you know? like I'm so fucking tired." she sighs. "I feel like he's cheating on me all the time and maybe he is, emotionally at least."

"babe." the pity on Alex voice made her roll her eyes.

"don't worry, won't die from heartbreak this time. I survived justin y'know, there won't be anything worse than that." reminiscing on her broken engagement on her early twenties. "why were we thinking about marriage at twenty? i'm thirty one and very far away from marrying someone." they both laugh.

"couldn't tell you but you two were very much in love." Alex picked up her phone at the sound of a text coming through. "oh shit."

"what?" she turned her head to look at her friend.

"jacob texted marco asking if he could go to the show in london."

"jacob as my ex jacob?" she sat in bed when alex nodded yes. "you gotta be kidding me."

"c'mon why is it a surprise to you?"

"I don't maybe because it's been three years since we broke up?"

"you didn't break up on a weird way. you broke up, both agreed, had goodbye sex and never saw each other again." she laughs at her friend words.

"the sex was so good." she giggles.

"sex with starkey ain't?"

"no sex with drew is amazing like mind blowing but the last few times it all felt more like a thing we had to do more than a thing we had desire to." she makes a face of discomfort and alex sighs. "but well it is what it is." she makes a pause before turning the lights off. "tell jacob to come to both dates in London."

text

jacob e 'hey'

jacob e 'it's been a while'

jacob e 'but thank you for letting me come'

jacob e 'my sister is excited to see you again'

jacob e 'and I am too'

y/n 'mornin'

y/n 'the least I could do, you know you're always welcome tho'

jacob e 'yeah but I heard you're dating someone, didn't want to intrude'

y/n 'it's all good, see you in a few days ❤️'

jacob e '❤️'

"you look beautiful." was the first thing drew said when she accepted his facetime.

"thanks." she gave him a half smile. "are you already in disney?"

"yeah got here last night, tried calling you but you didn't pick up."

"sorry about it, we went out and I didn't bring my phone." he watched as she pretended to not pay attention to him even if he didn't realised she was pretending.

"you didn't say anything about going out last time we talked." he pressed a little.

"you didn't say anything about ditching me for your ex until two days before but here we are right?" he sighed.

"baby we talked about this already." she chuckled.

"yeah well I want to talk about it again because I'm so fucking mad at you." the vein in her neck starting to pulse. "I don't want any complaints later on."

"complaints? about what?" she wanted to laugh at the confused look he now wore.

"about anything and everything, I don't want complaints about who am I hanging up with, go out with, where I don't go and bla bla bla."

"are you serious?" she wanted to kill him.

"damn right I am, I have to know you're with your fucking ex girlfriend and all the friends that want you two back together, then also I have to see pictures of you two together. damn right I am serious." he wanted to say something else but she continued talking. "I'd say to tell her happy birthday but I don't like her so bye, I'll talk to you when I can."

and just like that the conversation was over.

she acted like a bitch but the tears streaming down her face showed the reality of her feelings. it truly was the end of their relationship and if she was getting hurt and been seen like a fool in their inner circle, she would make sure he felt the same way.

drew wanted to say he was enjoying the trip with his friends but he wasn't. he could only think about what she said and the coldness in her voice that he had never heard, he wonder if there was a coming back from this.

"c'mon forget about whatever happen to you and let's drink." odessa laughed grabbing his hand and interlocking their fingers.

picture after picture were being taken in the distance.

"just my friend." she said throwing her phone in the couch for alex to see. "it's so fucking over, I hate him so much."

"oh sweetheart." she nodded no at her best friend's words.

"loving him was such a fucking mistake. I'm done." she cleaned the tears that she couldn't stop from falling before getting on her outfit for the night. "the show must go on they say."

"shit shit shit." he murmured at the sight of the pictures his younger brother sent him.

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drewstarkeynews drew with odessa and a fan today at disneyworld. according to the fans who saw them and a video posted on tiktok they were holding hands the whole time.

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logan 'man wtf'

logan 'mum sent me these pics'

logan 'that's fucked up'

drew 'it was just a moment'

logan 'that's your ex'

logan 'she won't care if it was just a moment'

drew 'logan fuck off'

logan 'just saying, we actually liked y/n'

logan 'mom doesn't want you bringing o again if y/n leaves your idiotic ass'

text

drew 'good luck tonight baby'

drew 'I love you'

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enews jacob elordi was seen in london outside the arena where his former partner y/n l/n will be presenting tonight. are the sparks back between the two?

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user1 yes i loved them!!

user2 i thought there were rummors about her a drew starkey

replied by starkeysgf thank god this proves they're not together

user3 is it getting warmer in london?

replied by random89 nope it's april

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drew 'your ex is there?'

y/n 'you're actually kidding right?'

y/n 'yes he's here because he wanted to bring his sister and her friends'

drew 'yeah sure'

y/n 'I'm not the one who ditched his gf or should i remind you where you are right now?'

y/n 'not doing this again, I'm getting on stage'

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"love will remember" she looked down at the piano in front of her pausing for a moment before she continued. "you said you loved me I said I loved you back, what happened to that?"

a tear escaped her right eye but she wasn't quick enough to brush it off and the cameras caught it right on time.

"even if we try to forget love will remember." it ended more as a whisper than an actual song, she hated herself for allowing him to put her on that spot again. the broken girl but this time she wouldn't let herself be the only one broken hearted.

she would deal with the bad karma later.

"for the next song i want to thank the person who inspired it, you know who you are." she smiles at the camera. "this is cherry."

what's done it's done and florida was so damn far from london. he had made the bed where he now laid, april 29th would be forever engraved in his mind with the video he was just sent of her singing a song for the ex who was there with her.

there, where he should've been.

text

drew 'i know you're mad as hell rn'

drew 'but i love you'

drew 'i made a mistake'

drew 'i'm sorry'

drew 'call me when you see this baby'

she turned off her phone without opening the messages instead she opened her hotel room door.

"ready for dinner?" jacob smiled at her extending his hand for her to take.

"a bit late for dinner don't you think?" she smirks.

"some drinks then." he leaned down to press a kiss to her cheek before leading the way out of the hotel.

they walked around for a bit in the city they used to find middle ground in.

"i love london at night." she felt the weight of his arm falling around hers.

"i know that's why i suggested going out instead of taking something in the hotel." playing with a string of her hair he took it a step further. "missed ya y'know?" his aussie accent slipping right through him.

"yeah? didn't noticed you went model after model." she teased making him laugh.

"none of them are you." she looked up at him.

"i've been dating someone like for the past year and a half." he nods.

"still here you are, aren't you?" she chuckles. "drew starkey isn't that right?"

"yeah." she gives him a half smile. "don't know where we stand tho, he's in disneyworld for his ex girlfriend's bday. ditched me knowing we won't see eachother for at least three months between his shootings and the tour."

"wow if i thought i was an idiot back then, this dude just won the worldcup to most idiotic man ever." she laughs throwing her head back, making him smile at the action. "what? it's true like i let you go but i'm a hundred porcent sure i never made you feel like that."

"he must not really love me." her shoulders bump up a little. "we were doomed from the start."

"and do you love him?" he asked receiving a yeah as an answer.

they kept walking trying to find somewhere to sit and have a drink but everything was closed.

"wanna go back to my hotel room?" she asks taking the hand laying on one of her shoulders in her's.

"can i kiss you first?" the question came more as a whisper than a full sentence.

without doubting she leaned up connecting their mouth.

"so you wanna come to my hotel room?" she smiled against his lips.

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popculture singer y/n l/n was spotted last night kissing her former partner actor jacob elordi, the couple splitted up three years ago after almost four years together. the singer had been rummored to be dating actor drew starkey, guess this puts an end to all the rummors.

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random23 YES THEY'RE BACK TOGETHER

drewstarkeyyywife well then it is what it is

dessxdrew thank god

she didn't think of him as her ex boyfriend took off her clothes and she kissed his neck.

didn't mind it when he moaned. "baby." on her ear while thrusting into her and most of all she didn't think of him when she reached her high moaning another man's name. "jacob god."

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drew 'are you serious?'

missed call from drew

missed call from drew

you have 25 missed calls from drew

drew 'can't believe you'd do this'

drew 'I made a fucking mistake'

drew 'but this?'

drew 'call me wherever the fuck you see this'

text

jacob e 'call me when you have all that mess figured out, would like to see you again'

fresh out the shower she took her phone and read all the messages, jacob had left more than two hours before but she had stayed in bed.

"god." taking a deep breath in she pressed call.

"fucking finally." her boyfriend or ex boyfriend, she didn't know which one he was yet, seemed mad as hell.

"what do you want drew?" she was tired of all the games, the feeling alone, she was tired of not being number one in his life. maybe it was the easy way out, cheating on him, giving back all the shit he sent her way.

"what do I want? you kissed your fucking ex in the middle of london and you're asking me what do I want?" he chuckled from the other side of the screen, staring at her and her wet hair. "do you know how those pictures made me feel?"

"we've done this before drew and im so fucking tired of you making me feel guilty when all you've done is make me feel miserable and insecure and alone because you are still in a relationship with that girl even if you don't want to admit it to yourself." she shrugged. "yeah I kissed him so what?"

he ignored her previous words. "so what?" he dryly laughed. "you cheated on me!"

"because you're a bad fucking boyfriend! he made me feel more alive in that fucking kiss that you in the last couple weeks" her eyes pricked with tears. "you don't love me enough and you're so selfish that you don't want to let me go even when you know you still love her more than you ever could love me."

his eyes darted to the floor for a second.

"I love you baby and I made a lot of mistakes but I love you." she sighed at his words.

"just not enough drew, accept it." her fingers rubbed angrily her eyes.

"so then what, this is it? a year and a half together and this is how we end?" what more did he want?

"we were doomed the second you ditched me for her the first time and we were done when you told me you weren't coming because it was her birthday drew." she gave him half a smile. "you can't be surprised."

the both looked at the screen quietly for a few minutes.

"someone will send your things to your place when I get back so can you please send mine back to alex's place? her boyfriend is there."

"yeah sure." he tried to smile at her. "I'm sorry for everything, I love you."

but she didn't believe a thing that came out of that man's mouth so without saying goodbye she ended the facetime call.

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drew 'she broke up with me'

madelyn 'she would've been an idiot if she didn't. get your things straight next time you want to date someone because you lost a great girl for someone that just isn't it."

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ynln do I really have to tell you how he brought me back to life? my new song high infidelity will be out on june 6th

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@madelyncline smashing it!

@loganstarkey love it already

@sabrinacarpenter my girl!

@jacobelordi 💗

she was presenting the new song at jimmy fallon's show, she hadn't talked to drew again since that night.

and a few conversations with jacob had happened but they both understood she had a lot of healing to do before they could see eachother again.

"you know there's many different ways that you can kill the one you love, the slowest way is never loving them enough." she felt all the anger being translated into the performance. "do you really want to know where I was april 29th? do I really have to tell you how he brought me back to life?"

"so why are we watching this? is boring." odessa said in a bit of a chant.

"because drew misses his ex girlfriend." one of their friends answered.

"you said I was freeloading." the lights in the studio shifting low. "I didn't know you were keeping count but oh, you were keeping count."

"don't know why are you so sad, you kept seeing me what did you expect." odessa said sitting down next to him.

"so y/n that's quite the song." jimmy said as the interview started. "someone brought you back to life? what's that about?"

"well." she chuckled for a bit. "it's about being in a relationship with someone who doesn't appreciate you and finding someone who can turn on all the lights the person you're in a relationship with turned off."

"that's wow, were you the one in that relationship?" the public in the room stayed quiet.

"yeah and i won't act like a saint because i'm not one and this doesn't mean i agree with cheating." jimmy laughed. "but this relationship i talk about was private and so doomed from the start that april 29th didn't even feel like an infidelity because we were done." she smiled with her lips closed. "if someone in just a second can make you feel more alive than your partner did in months, that's your signal to just leave because they don't love you enough for you to be in that relationship anymore."

"i think a lot of people will that sink in." she nodded at jimmy's words. "thank you for coming, it's always a pleassure to have you here."

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drew 'i know you probably don't want anything to do with me but i'm sorry.'

drew 'you deserved so much better than what i gave you'

drew 'thank you for everything you gave me and did for me."

your message could not be delivered

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[mclager]

McLaren Christmas Dinner | Landoscar x Reader

Warnings: none I think, just a jealous Oscar wanting to go home

It's time for the big McLaren dinner party, the dinner I thought I wasn't going to participate in. I've been dating Lando and Oscar for a couple of months now, it was something that was difficult to know if it was going to be a great idea or an awful one, none of us had done this before, dating one person is hard to imagine two and imagine one of them being your teammate. Even everything being a recipe for disaster, we made it work. But the idea of going to a full on McLaren celebration was off my mind until Lando said we need to have a meeting (a stupid way we had to say that we needed to talk).

"I'm the bringer... bringer? I bring an idea for you two."

"We're listening." I said, cuddling up on Oscar's arm as Lando stood in front of us with a big smile on his face.

"Since we can bring a plus one to the McLaren dinner, what about we bring our girl?" Lando said like it was an obvious idea.

"I agree." Oscar said.

"Agree? Boys, are you guys thinking? That's a bad idea." I said sitting up.

"Why?"

"Because people will want to know who I'm, and you're going to say what? Our girlfriend? I don't think PR would approve of me being girlfriend of one of you."

"We can say you're our mutual friend." Osc said.

"Handsy like the two of you are? I don't see this working."

"You're overthinking it, babe." Lando sat by my side. "First of all, we can keep our hands to ourselves if needed and nobody will be there to out us, because if they do, they lose their job."

"And, they wouldn't believe we got luck enough to date you." Osc said, and Lan nodded.

"Yes, Osc is right and to be honest they think Osc is too boring to even try anything like this."

"I'm listening, Lando."

"I'm not saying it, McLaren people are, and come on, you look like a church boy, Oscar." Oscar rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"Whatever, they won't figure anything, love, we promise you."

"This is risky as fuck."

"We just want to show up our girl a little bit, can you please go?"

"I'll go, but if anything happens, you both are the ones going to the PR meetings, not me."

"Deal." They both said together.

I got a gala worth dress, it was one of the Clio Peppiatt ones, and I asked for them to personalize it with a little McLaren logo in papaya, it was so beautiful, popping out in the middle of the whole black and silver dress. Both of my boys in black suits, Oscar with a traditional tie in dark dark midnight blue, and Lan with a black bow tie, both looking like a Disney prince. The two drivers were stopping at every step talking to everyone, I was a bit behind, not wanting to be seen by anyone, but it didn't work for long.

"This is (Y/n)." I heard my name as I was looking around, completely lost in my own thoughts. I looked at them and saw Zak Brown looking at me, so I smiled.

"Hi."

"Hello, nice to meet you." He looked at both boys and back at me. "So, you're friends with my drivers? How come I never saw you?"

"I was never invited to the paddock." I joked and Lando looked at me shocked.

"What? That's not fair!"

"Not a lie, though."

"You two need to learn how to treat a pretty girl, that's why you guys don't have a girlfriend." He shook his head and I chuckled. "You will be very welcome anytime."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, and you two, invite the girl, c'mon."

"We will." Oscar said, looking at me, then Zak walked away. "We never invited you?" Oscar asked and I laughed.

"Sorry, what I was supposed to say? That I didn't want to go?"

"Now you're going, I don't care what you say." Oscar said in a low voice before walking away.

"Uhh, Osc is mad, you're fucked." Lando whispered in my ear.

"Osc!" I called, walking a bit faster to get to him. "Don't be mad."

"I'm not." He is.

"I'm sorry, baby." I whispered in his ear and he looked at me, but didn't say anything. He walked to the bar and Lando put his hand on my shoulder.

"Didn't work, did it?"

"Nope, can you talk to him?"

"I can try, but I won't be getting punished because of you." He said walking to where Oscar was.

"Hello." I hear a voice behind me, when I turned I saw Pato O'ward with a big smile on his face. "I'm Patricio O'ward, but you can call me Pato, nice to meet you."

"Hi, I'm (Y/n), nice to meet you too, Pato." I smiled.

"I never saw you around, am i wrong?"

"You're not, I'm Lando and Oscar's friend." He nodded.

"I love your dress, you look good in McLaren." He joked.

"Thank you, maybe I'll use it more." He nodded.

"You should." His flirty aura is bigger than Lando's and I thought it was impossible. "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"Do you..." Before he finished his question, I felt a hand on my waist, and then another one.

"Hey, Pato!" Lando said smiling. "Everything OK?" Pato nodded.

"Yes, I was just saying her dress is gorgeous."

"I agree." Oscar said, squeezing my waist even more.

"That was all, see you guys around." Pato said and walked away.

"Pato, really?" Oscar said through clenched teeth.

"I was just being nice." I turned to look at them and get away from the touches on my waist. Both men had a drink in their hand, Lando was more in a happy mood than Oscar.

"He wanted to fuck you, you don't need to be nice in this case." In fact he is pissed.

"Osc, it is not like I was going to give him my number or anything."

"Is kinda funny, Osc, did you see his face?" Osc bit the inside of his cheek, trying to suppress his smile.

"That was nice, but still, no more talking with that womanizer."

"You say it like your boyfriend isn't a womanizer too."

"Former womanizer! Now I'm a family man." Lando said, crossing his arms. Oscar chuckled and shook his head.

"I can't be mad at you for long, can I?" He ran his fingers through my hair and sighed. "I love you."

"Love you too, baby."

"Too much for pretending to be besties?" Lando said looking at the scene. Oscar rolled his eyes and pulled away.

"I want to go home."

"After dinner." Lando said, hugging Oscar shoulders. Osc nodded, and we started to walk off, but not before listening to a person behind us commenting.

"Does Oscar know Lando wants to fuck his girlfriend?" We looked at each other and laughed.

[palmolli]

I did not care for Breath of the Wild.

WAIT WAIT WAIT! I CAN EXPLAIN! DON'T SHOOT!

It's not that I HATE BotW. I certainly don't. I just don't love it. Though I very much DON'T like totk... that's an opinion for later. This is in no way a good critique or a review. It's just my opinion.

Breath of the Wild was the first Zelda game that I ever played, like many of you in the fandom right now. I bought it with my own money (I'm a jobless minor) after interacting with the fandom for a bit before even picking up a game. And like most people, the feeling of starting the game and waking up in that bathtub, that feeling of wonder and mystery, was awesome.

I will give credit where credit is due, BotW got me through a time when I was at my lowest. It gave me an escape to a much better world, a safe space, one I could go to when I had no hope for reality, something to hold onto if you will. The release of TotK gave me something to look forward to during a time when I didn't want to wake up the next morning.

I have every reason to love this game, but I don't.

Honestly, I'm TIRED of BotW and all the sequels and spin-offs.

Botw came out since people were so tired of the linear Zelda formula. ... that formula lasted for longer than I've been alive, yet it's only been about 8 years, and there's been such an uproar of people complaining about the new shiny open world formula.

Why? Well, because most of the gaming industry is open world now and having a linear formula is what made Nintendo feel unique... oh, and also because Nintendo completely failed at making totk's map feel new and interesting. They just slapped a bunch of random crap on the map here, and there with almost zero thought. When I first played totk, I felt like I was playing some kinda modded version of botw. It felt a little illegal. And playing it feels like a chore. That's never happened with any other Zelda sequel.

Even though Majora's Mask's assets were all reused from Ocarina of Time, the game still felt new and inventive. The game had meaning. The game had a THEME. AND THAT GAME WAS MADE IN TWO YEARS. TOTK TOOK SIX!!!

Cough cough. Pardon me.

Another reason I'm just sick of botw.

It's everywhere. It's Nintendo's golden goose. Just about everyone who plays games has played BotW. It's so big that it overshadows the rest of the franchise. It's basically Ocarina of Time all over again. Just... worse.

A sequel, a prequel, and another on the way. Ocarina of Time was never THAT BAD. It was given one sequel. That's it! Nintendo is just turning into Disney. And let me tell you something.

I loathe disney.

Too afraid to make anything new, so they rely on things that they know will make them money. Too afraid to say anything and spark controversy, so all of their content is void of anything actually meaningful. There's no particular audience. They appeal to no one by appealing to everyone while overly reliant on a fan base they know will bow before them and just buy whatever they churn out.

And, again, it's just like the word Zelda has just become synonymous with Breath of the Wild. Any Zelda content on most platforms like Tik Tok, YouTube, Twitter, Pinterest..

I AM SICK OF HIS FACE. WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES HE'S ALL I SEE. WHEN I OPEN THEM, HE'S ALL I SEE. HE IS EVERYWHERE AND I CAN'T ESCAPE HIS STUPID. FACE.

EVERY DAMN SKYWARD SWORD EDIT IS SOMEHOW MADE ABOUT BREATH OF THE WILD ZELINK I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE!!!!!!

and this isn't a you problem, by the way. If Breath of the Wild's your favorite game, own that, bro. This is a Nintendo problem.

Like... echoes of wisdom... seems like everyone kinda forgot about it. Including me. It brought new things to the table. AND NOBODY CARES!!!! BECAUSE THEY'RE TOO FOCUSED ON BINKLE BONKLE'S MISADVENTURES. Though, it did keep the art style of Link’s Awakening... which I honestly do not like all that much. C'mon Nintendo, give us a new art style, you bunch of greedy cowards.

Now, to get off track for a moment.

My favorite game is Skyward Sword. Yes, this is relevant. Breath of the Wild and Skyward Sword are almost complete polar opposites of each other. One leans into tradition, while the other runs from it. One is reliant on story and characters, the other on gameplay.

People absolutely HATED Skyward Sword once upon a time. Now more people are starting to like it. People LOVE Breath of the Wild, and now more people are starting to think differently.

This point I'm making here is expanded further in this very ahead of its time video that explains this far better than I ever could.

Basically. People complained. Nintendo over corrected. Now we're here.

These two games are what REALLY got me into the franchise. Breath of the Wild was the first Zelda game I ever touched... but Skyward Sword was the first game I ever finished. Like ever not even lying, I'd never finished a game in my life before Skyward Sword.

The game actually motivated me to continue. The dungeons were fun and engaging, and same with the characters. I was genuinely invested and finished the game at one in the morning, shaking and in tears. Keep in mind I'd watched a playthrough of the game before I was able to play it myself. I already knew the story.

Then I finished breath of the wild.

I did not cry.

I did not shake.

I just finished it and put the game down.

Skyward Sword gave me a reason to give a damn, Breath of the Wild did not. Sksw Link felt like a person to me. He wanted to get his Zelda back, and so did I. Breath of the Wild Link, however... he just woke up, and he has no idea who the heck Zelda even is, so he's just gonna go collect koroks and blow stuff up. No motivation... just... do whatever whenever. Which is fun, yes... but it's not all that impactful.

Skyward Sword gives me a cozy, warm feeling, while Breath of the Wild gives the opposite. Empty. Cold.

Like... I just don't care about Breath of the Wild. I really just don't. And I am just so tired of it being the only thing on the menu nowadays. The characters felt like cardboard cutouts to me. You have to actively seek out any character or personality in them (the main ones). That was not a problem in Skyward Sword. Just sit down on a dang bench, and you'll find more character in Link there than in most botw memories.

I know botw Link's whole silence thing has a reason behind it, but it just feels like an excuse. They could've expanded on it a bit more. In concept designs, he's shown to have a family. But they scrapped it. They really could've done so much more with that.

This rant was incredibly messy, I know, but I just needed to get this out somewhere. This has been boiling within me for far too long, and I had to put it into a teacup and make tea, or else I'd go insane. I'm not trying to be a contrarian or anything. This is just how I feel. And I'm not trying to say any fans of botw or people who don't have access to the other games are fake fans. I understand that games are expensive and hard to access.

This is purely my opinion, and you're allowed to think differently. Thanks for coming to my TedTalk, and have a nice day.

[fandomfluffandfuck]

NEED to know if you have evanstan thots around sebs fuzzy, bald head cuz every time one of them drops a new look you have great ideas!!!!!

If you're too busy, tho, that's cool. Feel free to ignore this 😌

I am busy, too busy to take real writing requests (but still doing asks! I love answering them!) 😮‍💨😮‍💨 but apparently never too busy to have evanstan thoughts 💀💀 because while I don't have thoughts particularly related to Sebastian having shaved his head for his role in Fjord... I do have thoughts about Sebastian's continued rallying campaign to get Chris on another project with him 👀 (Y'know, this whole fucking saga that I love that boy even more for)

The thoughts are messy and unrefined, but here, courteous of my drive home:

Somehow, fucking somehow, despite all the chemistry and allure of their 10 year Marvel run together, they haven't ignited anything more than a sparking friendship.

Yes, Chris and Sebastian have spent countless hours on set, goofing around, cracking open performances vulnerable and precious for millions of eyes, strung up on precarious, hilarious wires and rigs for stunts, giggling at each other, waiting, bored out of their minds between takes, and in varying states of the sleep-waking cycle as their intelligence slowly drips out of their ears being asked the same questions over and over for press in an endless loop. Yet, no, they haven't gone further. They know each other well--intimately--but not like that.

It's not like that.

The closest Chris and Sebastian have gotten to kissing is, amusingly, as Steve and Bucky. And Sebastian knows just as well as Chris how Disney feels about that.

However

Sebastian's unserious, serious battle cry to entwine their careers again, just for a short while, has fetched Chris his rose-colored glasses and perched them on his nose for convient strolls down memory lane.

And Chris finds himself taking his time as he walks back through the memories. He explained his initial pleasant downturning of texts away by claiming to be hesitant to take Sebastian away from his career when he's so fucking close to an Oscar, something he desperately deserves, c'mon, Seb, now isn't the time for you to take a break from films! Now is exactly when every director is dying to work with you!! Go do all those crazy, fearless films! Get every role that everyone else is scared to touch with a ten foot pole!

Now... Chris does, legitimately, feel that way. But, he also is always doing his favorite, least-favorite dance around his career, one foot in and one foot out. Does he want to keep acting right now? Does he want to leave his house, his dog, his family for all those months? He loves Sebastian, he does, but it's a difficult decision. His hesitancy is increased further by just how fucking good their sprint through film after film with Marvel went, except... all that was soured, wasn't it?

Chris knows he has to give up control. It's good for him to give up control sometimes. Yet, Steve was his--Steve was him--for 10 years, only to have vital parts of Steve ripped away right at the end. Sebastian, Bucky, too, was ripped away in the end.

As a result, Chris isn't eager to build something so special with one of the fucking once-in-a-life-time greats, someone so special, only to have it taken from him again.

So.

He's just... he's a big softie, okay? He's sentimental. He cries regularly at Pixar movies, tears up at every emotional commercial (especially if there's dogs involved), and feels his heart flutter in his chest with the cheesest of romcoms. Sebastian knows this. So, Sebastian should understand why it isn't an immediate, resounding yes. Sebastian is nothing if not resilient, though.

Clearly.

Chris has to chuckle, shaking his head fondly, at every public attempt. He's just as tickled by the person prods--calls and texts. It doesn't hurt, too, that his manager shows him a few fan-made pleading memes in a meeting, either.

The entertaining, nagging path Sebastian has set himself on and the rose colored glasses over Chris' vision leads Chris to do more than reminisce in his own head. He goes to the Internet. Killing time at first, he aims to find why, exactly, fans are so fanatically obsessed with the thought of Sebastian and him working together again. They know it's not going to be Steve and Bucky, right?

Right.

It turns out, seemingly, yes, some of them are thinking about their characters, but there's an awful lot of fans who are frothing at the mouth, thinking of Chris and Sebastian together. Them. As humans. Their chemistry. Not their character's chemistry and history. Chris finds posted and reposted compilations of Sebastian and him, some of them as mildly captioned as "I miss them! Their laughter is infectious!" to boldly titled "Chris Evans and Sebastian Stan Flirting" and worse.

Huh.

Chris didn't...

He, he wasn't flirting.

Was he?

Chris is no stranger to good editing and its propensity toward completely altering the telling of a story but. Jesus. There's a lot of repeat clips of the same thing.

Maybe he was flirting?

Was he really acting like that... the whole time? That entire press tour? For multiple press tours? How didn't he notice? Look in the mirror, Chris, jeez.

Shit.

How come nobody told him?

His heart does race around Sebastian, no matter how many times he sees him. It's never not exciting to see the other man. What can he say, Sebastian brings out the boy-on-Christmas-morning within him?

Soon, though, his Internet whirlpool sucks him down deeper than simple YouTube videos of strung together clips and tweets with exuberant captions and creative strings of emojis. Below the surface, Chris finds what feels a little like a conspiracy corkboard, plastered with image after image and connected by a blood red length of yarn. The Internet seems to think that they--Chris Evans, he, himself, and Sebastian Stan, not just the totally logical Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes--either were or are an item.

The thing that really fucking gets Chris sputtering, though, is how it goes beyond that. There's patterns of behavior a subset of fans have seemingly picked up on. They--a lot of them--think they know Sebastian likes to submit to his partners. Submission, in, like, a kinky way.

Oh.

Oh.

Chris... Chris doesn't know what to do with that except banish it from his mind.

Try to banish it from his mind.

It doesn't exactly work when Sebastian is constantly on his mind. Seb is everywhere. In every commercial break on TV, thank you, Thunderbolts. In every discussion of awards. In every meme he's sent. In every text. Just. Everywhere.

Seb.

Sebastian.

Sebastian Stan.

He won't get out of Chris' head.

Hell, he even won't get out of Chris' dreams.

Of course, then, the only thing to do is say yes. He does want to work with Sebastian again. He does! He loves the guy--platonically. He loves his buddy. His friend, who he does not flirt with and does not, suddenly, wonder how good of sleuths social media houses, thinking about the odds of Sebastian really liking to be told what to do in the bedroom or not.

So, as much as he voluntarily does want to work with Sebastian, Chris does also want to work with him because he's betting that after a few months of sharing green rooms with him, sharing the stage with him, and sharing a project with him, surely, he'll get sorta sick of him and forget about this whole silly little thing.

...Right?

He has to!

He's gotta do this.

Gotta--

Shit.

He can't.

He can't stop flirting with Sebastian. Through searching for their play, through casting, through rehearsals, through quick-changes, through after-show drinks, through weekends, through it fucking all, Chris just can't stop himself.

And really, by the time they lean in, lips finally against lips, it's been a long time coming. There's just one problem.

Chris, ahead of himself, vibrating with the desire to touch and hold and have, sort of forgets to ask about the whole our-entire-fandom-seems-to-think-you-like-to-be-told-you're-a-good-boy-when-you're-on-your-knees-giving-it-all-over-to-me-with-my-dick-in-your-pretty-mouth and instead, just, dives in.

And the problem isn't that Seb doesn't want it. The problem is that he wants it too much and he doesn't understand it.

So, Chris has to somehow manage to live through the mind-melting display of Sebastian being hit over the back of the head with primal desire. Oh. Oh.

It's an awakening, akin to finding religion.

The look in his eyes when it happens, too, Jesus Christ--

Chris could get off just to the heavy, almost glazed realization, hitting Sebastian's crow's-feet-lined eyes in slow motion and the wild moan that simply spilled out of his lax mouth. His devastating mouth. Those pretty pink lips and sharp jaw shadowed by that greying stubble as he moans.

Oof.

Sebastian is in heaven.

Oh, Sebastian really does like Chris' hands fisting in his grey-streaked hair, tangling it around those thick, strong fingers until he really has something to tug on. Pulling his head back, neck arching sharply, Chris' hands leaving his scalp tingling and static dripping down his spine.

Oh, he really does like to hear Chris tell him he's good. It sets off something desperately hungry and needy inside him, writhing inside, both awakening whatever the hell that is to scream that it's been starving and, at the same time, sedating it, satisfying it by feeding it enough to overfill it's stomach. Good. It's so good to be good. Chris thinks he's good! Perfect, even! He's exactly where he's supposed to be, good god, doing such a good job 🥴

Oh, he really does like having Chris' rough hands dragging, soothing, petting down his body. He's so easy and smooth until he's not. Suddenly, he's grabbing and moving him, using all that gym-honed strength building on top of a solid foundation of familiarity, knowing just how much Sebastian can take. Years of stunt work, bodies pressed together, breathing humidly in each other's faces. Chris is bending him. Manhandling him. Breaking him.

Sebastian is no fucking stranger to good sex. But, Christ, he, he, he's--

Chris is undoing him without even trying.

How does he know?

He's doing things to Sebastian that Sebastian didn't even know he wanted.

What the fuck?

How the hell has Sebastian been on fucking earth for just over four decades and never experienced this?

He is mindless, floating in a melted puddle of wax, his body just as melted with all the nerves exposed just for Chris to touch and caress, kissing him, strumming him until he sings. Chris isn't even trying. Chris isn't even looking. Chris is, is, is just--

Oh fuck.

Sebastian cums way too fucking fast, eyes rolling back in his head, a stupid, mindless, guttural sound that's supposed to be Chris' name but isn't even close to it spilling from his wide-open mouth as his body jerks and twists, writhing in pleasure, buttons hit that he didn't know he had.

What?

W h a t ?

At least, Chris isn't far behind him, crashing over the edge loud and messy. That saves Sebastian some embarrassment, but not much. How can he be a fully fucking grown man and still not realize the full extent of how he likes his pleasure?

This... this, uh, got away from me 💀

[comeon-intothemadhouse]

8.17 coda/ fix it

Because: and I say this with love...what the ever loving fuck is Eddie's problem?

~

Eddie's lounging on the couch watching whatever Disney+ thing Christopher seems engaged in when the front door swings open with a clatter. He's on his feet like a jolt but stops short when he sees Tommy come through the door carrying an armful of bags.

"Tommy!?"

Tommy doesn't even pause, just moves past him to the kitchen. "Hey Eddie. Evan's still on shift, right?" He pauses for a second and once he sets everything on the counter, Tommy pops his head out and waves. "Hey Chris."

"Uh yeah. I didn't know we were expecting you." Eddie hedges, eyeing the way Tommy starts putting the groceries in the pantry and fridge.

"Oh, yeah. Well I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to come. I've been pulling a bit of overtime while the brass decides if they're grounding me for good."

Tommy looks up for the first time and Eddie notes how tired Tommy looks. "But Evan's been having a hard time and I know he's trying to put aside his own grief to be strong for everyone... I just want him to know he's got people in his corner. I know Bobby was a father to him and-" Tommy swallows. "Well Evan keeps saying things like 'this isn't really about me' and if not this than what is?"

A weight settled in Eddie's gut. Maybe he owes Buck a proper apology. Maybe he owes Tommy one as well.

"Bobby saved me, Eddie. I wouldn't be who I am today without him. But Evan? Bobby changed everything for Evan. Made him feel at home. I can't fix that for him but I can surprise him with dinner and be here if he needs me."

"He does." Eddie interjects. "Chris and I will get out of your hair and you guys should talk." Eddie emphasizes and claps Tommy on the shoulder. "And for what it's worth, I'm sorry I was a dick after the breakup."

Tommy halts him from leaving, a hand on his sternum. "Water under the bridge. But," he adds, tapping twice, "you're not going anywhere. I need a sous chef because it's Bobby's recipe and Evan needs his family here."

Eddie nods, because he's not about to argue. He barely gets turned around in time to see Tommy smirk and his stomach sinks.

"Besides, Evan and I already had our talk. Especially against that counter." Eddie grimaces and rolled his eyes. "And the couch you slept on last night."

Eddie threw his hands up. "Ugh, gross, c'mon man." Tommy's laugh follows Eddie through the house as he leaves the room to wash up.

~

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A friend started watching Miraculous a couple of weeks ago; he was curious, and I accidentally sold it by spoiling him S5's finale. "Oh! I really enjoy the twist when the bad guy wins!" he said... I swear I tried to save him!

Anyway, he went through the honeymoon phase with S1 and S2. Now that he has watched half of S3 (btw, in our country, both Disney+ and Netflix DO NOT have the episodes in order, save for each season's 1st one and the finales), he went on a rant on Kwamibuster saying "c'mon! So, Marinette can hold all the trinkets without any consequence, why they do that?! Is a nice stand alone chapter, but there is no great consequence!" I just told him "welcome to the fandom!" and he went "OMG! I turned to the dark side!"

He still has Gabriel on a 8.5/10 scale, since he finds saving his wife as a noble if twisted reason to turn villian. Though he doesn't understand why Gabriel found Lila useful at the end of Oni-chan. I... don't have the heart to tell him about Chat Blanc nor Gabriel's later actions.

Were S1 and S2 really the best of Miraculous? I remember enjoying S3, but now hearing his fresh pov, I'm starting to have my doubts about when it all went to worse.

I was also relatively late coming to the fandom, so I got to see seasons one to three all in one go. I watched them over a series of a few weeks and my memory of that process is this: I thought season one was mediocre with a handful of truly bad episodes, but the premise was a lot of fun and had real potential. I started reading fanfiction after watching the few episodes because I love identity shenanigan romances and I wanted to see people tell this one without being held back by the show's format and intended audience. This is probably the only reason I finished season one. I didn't like the show so much as I thought it was good enough to watch so I could fully understand the fanfic.

Origins is where my opinion changed. It was legitimately good and even felt like a soft reboot for Alya, Adrien, and Chloe. I thought this indicated that the first season had done really well and so the show had been cleared to have a true overarching plot and serialized elements in the coming seasons.

Season two initially seemed to back that up with the Chloe stuff and Marinette meeting Fu, but then Queen Bee happened. That's the moment when I realized the show was never going to live up to its potential. It was incredibly disappointing to see Chloe go from finding the bee to revealing herself on national television within a few minutes. That is the least interesting way you could possibly play her finding the bee. I have referred to this choice as the canary in the coal mine before and I stand by that. If they couldn't handle something as tried and true as a mean girl redemption or do something interesting with Chloe finding the bee, then we were not in for a good time.

The introduction of Carapace just further confirmed that read. Nino wasn't carefully chosen for his miraculous. He was just in the right place at the right time and got the best miraculous for the situation. Chloe getting the bee felt more fitting and she wasn't even chosen for it! She just got to keep using it for some reason even though identity reveals were supposed to get you benched. It was weird and was also another warning sign of things to come. Identity reveals and their consequences would just become more and more confusing as the show went on.

While all of these things were disappointing, I don't fault anyone for being willing to keep watching because it wasn't all bad. Season two showed us that the show was going to suck from a long-form perspective, but it could deliver solid short-form content. Your friend put it really well:

It's a nice stand alone chapter, but there is no great consequence!

The early seasons of Miraculous had a lot of fun standalone chapters that had no greater consequence. Disappointing for those who wanted a serious story, but you don't need to tell a serious story to be good. If the show had stuck to a more lighthearted tone and just put out disjointed, but fun mini-stories, then it would have been fine. Not amazing, but serviceable. An endless series of writing prompts that don't really fit together, but that allow for a ton of fun fan content as people pick and choose which episodes to play with. I would have still had issues with some of those episodes, but because they didn't actually connect, I would have just shrugged and focused on the stuff that was fun. In fact, that's what I was doing for the first four seasons! There's a reason this blog didn't exist until mid season five even though I've had issues with the show since season one.

For example, does Chat Blanc technically ruin the love square by establishing that Adrien's love for Marinette isn't strong enough to keep him from killing her? Sure, but when it was just a random what-if episode, I could ignore it as one-off bad writing. Season four then chose to have Chat Blanc show up in Marinette's nightmare and also featured Marinette promoting Alya instead of Chat Noir, leading me to assume that Marinette was keeping Chat Noir at arms because of Chat Blanc. This changed how I viewed Chat Blanc. That episode suddenly mattered to the entire show and wasn't a one-off thing I could ignore.

The official word is that Chat Blanc had nothing to do with the season four conflict, but that's really not clear in the actual text to the point where I almost want to call BS. Why did you give Marinette a Chat Blanc nightmare if he doesn't matter to her mental state? That makes no sense!

Even if we embrace that official word, Chat Blanc is still not a one-off episode. It apparently haunts Adrien and kept him from the season five final even though Adrien never actually learned about Chat Blanc, which is frankly even more damning than my initial read of season four. It's now super official that Adrien's love for Marinette isn't enough to save the day and I'm not interested in a show that's sticking to that choice and repeating it ad nauseum (Chat Blanc, Ephemeral, and the season five ending). The one-off bad episode has now poisoned the entire show and it's not the only episode that did this.

We've reached a point where there are multiple choices haunting the show, making it so that there really aren't any more fun standalone chapters. Even if season six is written more like those early seasons, are any of us going to be able to enjoy love square hijinks when we're also waiting to see if Adrien will ever learn the truth of sentistatus or his father's death? And what about the knowledge that love will probably never win? It's hard to forget that, especially as more and more people learn the love square's secret identities, endlessly cheapening that reveal. Combined that with them maintaining the statue quo of Marinette being unable to act normal around Adrien and it's hard to picture season six being anything like a good time.

While I can't picture it, maybe you can! Seasons one to four all had episodes I enjoyed even though I was aware of the large scale flaws. Season five is the one that ruined that for me because, while there is no real overarching plot for the season, there was enough connective tissue that no episode felt like it truly stood alone no matter what the writers say. That connective tissue made the problems impossible to ignore and, now that my brain is in serialized mode, I can't go back to episodic. The season five cliffhanger of the lies is also too serious a point for me to mostly ignore it like I did with the other bad cliffhangers. The lies aren't just a dumb plot point, they're an incredibly serious character beat that I can't overlook. Every time the love square is on screen, I'm going to feel a little sick because I know canon isn't going to give this massive betrayal proper weight.

There's also retroactive rot at work here. Because the show has serialized elements, the more the show poisons its plot and characters, the more the rot creeps backwards, ruining the early stuff to the point where the flaws feel glaring. Knowing Chloe's ultimate fate makes it hard to enjoy her early canon writing. Knowing that Ladybug will fight Gabriel alone makes it hard to enjoy Ladynoir's big "you and me against the world" moments. Knowing that Gabriel will eventually win makes it hard to enjoy more moments than I can count.

So, to answer you question:

Were S1 and S2 really the best of Miraculous?

I'd say that the first four seasons all have good standalone episodes and even some good setups that would just never pay off. Season three and four just feel worse than the first two because that's when it started to become really clear that those payoffs would never come since the show had to finally own that fact with things like Chloe "damnation arc" and the lack of consequences for the mass identity reveal.

They also have more setups than the first two seasons and those probably stand out in your mind as being bad. That's how bad writing tends to work when that writing issues are more structural than scene-based. The longer the story goes, the more the cracks in the foundation show. The writing is rarely getting actively worse, there's just enough of it to properly show just how bad it is.

I do think season five was worse than any of the others, but only because the episodes had that awkward thing where they were try to be both episodic and serialized, really highlighting how bad the show was at long-form content. It wasn't so much that the writing got worse as it was that the show focused on the writing style that highlights its flaws. Season six going back to more truly episodic story telling may make it work for some people even if they hated season five. Only time will tell.

[nwjws]

getaways with jake

; pairing - jake x gn!reader

; wc - 385

; genre/tags - fluff ig, just cute fun time w jake at the beach ; warnings - none i think, other than getting salty water in your eyes

; notes - relationship isn’t specified (he could be ur friend or bf or whatever)

weekend getaways with jake would be SO fun

especially at the beach??

like you guys would just be lounging around your house on a lazy weekend

and he'll just suggest it

"let's go to the beach?"

let's go to the beach each

you two hop in his car and he just drives to one that's like A WHOLE HOUR AWAY.... 😨

but he insists bc "c'mon, it's pretty quiet there bc no one else really goes there"

he found it one day while walking layla to get his mind off things

and now he's bringing you there!! ☹️☹️ so cute

the drive there is definitely NOT boring either

you guys are blasting music with the windows down, the sun is beginning to set, the wind is getting in your hair

it's gonna be hella messy but that's a problem for future you

it's just so fun being with him in general

you guys finally arrive there and he immediately runs up to the shore

you follow him, the water going up to your shins

the breeze feels so nice on your skin

you’re just relaxing, closing your eyes as you listen to the waves crashing

and then water hits you

so you’re like “what the hell???????” 🤨🤨

jake starts up a water fight by flicking some at you

you get him back and send a whole WAVE of water at him

so now, you guys are just chasing each other, trying to see who gets the other more wet while laughing your heads off 😭😭

have fun coughing up the salty water that gets in your mouth :)

speaking of salty water, your eyes HURT SO MUCH by the end of the day

like they feel DRY DRY but keep tearing up too

jake’s just trying to hold his laughter in as he watches you rub your eyes furiously

which obviously doesn’t help, you’re just getting more salt in them

“STOP LAUGHING AT ME”

“I’M NOTT”

he honestly can’t say anything against you bc his eyes are also dry and hurt like hell 💀

you guys spend the night at a nearby hotel

it’s such a relaxing way to end the day

just watching the tv in comfortable silence

you’d def be watching bluey on disney channel and he’d be SO invested

it’s a weekend well-spent :)

; author’s corner! hii first fic on here and i’m relatively new to using tumblr but anyways i wanted to get a few short stories out before i release a LONGG one shot i’ve been writing :))

[kylesvariouslistsandstuff]

Rant time, long post here we gooooo-

Oh Iger... You just keep being a capitulating dingus, huh? And I gotta keep talking about that, huh? I mean, I can choose not to... But I'm gonna, because I'm getting even more tired of Iger's nonsense and I want him OUSTED like yesterday. Like a Roy E. Disney "Save Disney"-style ousting. He's been CEO for over 15 years now, it's gone to his head and he's spiraling in the same way Eisner did in his final years, it's time to go!

So now we're down to environmentalism as a big no-no, in Iger's attempts to wipe future Disney films clean of any "messages".

I grew up in the 1990s. Environmental messages were all over cartoons and movies and media. In fact, we were sorta at the end of that "New Age" "back to nature" era, and we were now in a post-CAPTAIN PLANET sorta timeframe. A lot of stuff I grew up with was very nature-loving, very anti-corporate abuse of power and harm of the planet. Episodes of cartoons, specials, whole movies like FERNGULLY: THE LAST RAINFOREST, and even Disney had some environmental messaging going on in THE LION KING and POCAHONTAS... Though it wasn't without significant pushback, as this is nothing new.

Hey, you wanna hear an era-specific story that's really wild? Around the late '90s, some conservative logger wrote and published a belated "response" to Dr. Seuss' 1971 classic THE LORAX with... TRUAX... Yeah, we had weird DailyWire-lookin' rant shit that was in response to older "politically correct" books that existed for years... We had that nonsense back then, too! The right **always** had a problem with environmental stories, and they were always LOUD about it.

And I remember, when I was a teenager, going on message boards and such for the first time. Mainly IMDb, because it was for movies, ya know? 2005-06. I had seen George Miller's animated feature HAPPY FEET in theaters, with a packed audience who applauded at the end. I really enjoyed it, myself, but then... Logging onto IMDb... Seeing most of the user reviews and message board posts... Reading the utter contempt for it. How "politically correct" it was, that it was "propaganda" from the liberals. I remember Fox News having a conniption fit over it. One post online said something to the tune of "I was expecting Al Gore to show up at the end with a message." HAPPY FEET was released around the time of AN INCONVENIENT TRUTH, so that made matters worse. I remember that whole time of environmentalism being uncool, that you were some bleeding heart tree-hugging sissy-ass liberal mamby-pamby. Manbearpig. Etc.

... When that movie was really no different from every other environmental cartoon, movie, or show I've seen. HAPPY FEET's radical sin was... Calling out pollution and negligence of our oceans? Very basic stuff? Hell, much of George Miller's own MAD MAX saga is set in an awful post-collapse world where humans blew each other up over oil and riches. The only exception being the first movie, which is taking place DURING said collapse! And his work on BABE and directing the sequel PIG IN THE CITY, two very pro-animal rights movies about a pig that escaped from a dinner plate fate, hell the first BABE movie drove Farmer Hoggett actor James Cromwell to become a vegan. Like, c'mon. The blow-up over HAPPY FEET's environmentalism was very silly back in 2006.

Right-wingers and conservatives continued to complain about these kinds of movies. WALL-E got flack when it came out in 2008, which was at the tail end of W. Bush's presidency no less. The Illumination LORAX movie in 2012 got heat, and they also got all testy at THE LEGO MOVIE for being "anti-business" or some such nonsense when it's a movie that's literally based on a massive toy franchise.

These people are always going to be angry no matter what. It goes beyond giving trans people a time to shine, they will find something else that's morally right or generally good - like taking care of our planet, ya know, the big-ass rock in space that we live on - and throw tantrums... and taking the environmental message out of HOPPERS - a literal movie about beavers and a land developer looking to destroy their home... Like, Iger, what the hell are you doing? You were CEO when WALL-E was made, and when you regained the CEO role, AVATAR: THE WAY OF WATER came out, which- James Cameron's sci-fi movie spawned a whole section one of your company's theme parks and- Are we gonna see a new edit of WALL-E that removes all references to what humans did to the future Earth setting in that movie?

Head-bangingly obtuse.

So what would HOPPERS be without the developer villains, then? What do Disney heads want out of new original $175m+ costing movies from the company's film divisions? If they just made some silly forgettable beaver cartoon, it could still have some artistic flair and flourish, but the whole appeal of the arts - not just movies made by some big-time animation studio - is that they're stories personal to their creators... Because humans want that connection when witnessing a work of art or being told a story. But no, companies as big as Disney are cynical enough to believe humans can just be fed AI-generated shit and they'll be satisfied. No, lots of people obviously want more than that. Why are they flocking to MOANA 2 and even MUFASA in theaters right now?

They feature characters that they connected with in non-neutered movies made a looooooong time ago.

MOANA and the original LION KING wouldn't be made under such strict, cowardly mandates now. MOANA especially: Oceanic setting and not-Caucasian characters, a story of a demigod stealing something that belongs to the land, causing environmental destruction- like, c'mon, it's absolutely about environmentalism and colonialism. It's "woke", "DEI", everything the right-wing HATES. And it was a hit in fall 2016/early 2017, which was right after that Orange Fartfrog was handed the election by forces that went against the will of the people who voted for the email lady over him. Still a big hit, despite that guy succeeding. And it continued to be a streaming sensation thereafter. The original LION KING may not have humans in it, but the whole 'Circle of Life' song and theme is certainly pretty environmental and about the ways of nature, and how we are... Ya know, all connected in the great circle of life?

From the day we arrive on the planet And, blinking, step into the sun There's more to see than can ever be seen More to do than can ever be done There's far too much to take in here More to find than can ever be found But the sun rolling high Through the sapphire sky Keeps great and small on the endless round It's the circle of life And it moves us all Through despair and hope Through faith and love 'Til we find our place On the path unwinding In the circle The circle of life

Ya know, I read at least one diatribe about this song posted back in the '90s somewhere on the World Wide Web (dating myself there), calling the song "new age", "preachy", "brainwashing" whatever... Again, nothing new. Even back in the '90s, somebody had a hang-up with the goddamn 'Circle of Life' song from the goddamn LION KING...

You see how absurd this all is?

Wanna go further back? We'll go no further than LION KING's own inspiration, BAMBI! Which was absolutely about what Man does to nature, which paralleled Man's destruction of the planet during World War II, the war this movie was released during. And post-BAMBI, Disney made plenty of pro-nature movies, movies portraying hunting in a not-so-positive light. Disney made anti-fascist cartoons during World War II, training films. DER FUEHRER'S FACE, EDUCATION FOR DEATH, COMMANDO DUCK, THE SPIRIT OF '43. Sure, those were about the fascists overseas and were mandated by the U.S. government, but they made 'em, and didn't hold back. Nowadays, the company is in bed with these kinds of fascists, but at home, on American soil. Could you an imagine an explicitly anti-MAGA Donald Duck cartoon where the temperamental quacker socks a MAGAT? I'd love to see it, honestly. Where was I? Oh yeah, environmentalism... You even have a whole didactic theme park dedicated to the world we live in. Epcot! Ya know? Living with the Land?

Anyways... Before I keep grousing... So, erasing queerness from future projects (INSIDE OUT 2, WIN OR LOSE), now environmentalism (HOPPERS)... What's next? What do Disney heads dial back in their pathetic attempts to appease an insatiable beast? No more female protagonists? No more stories that aren't about white people? No more stories that are about, like, anything?

This will bite them in the ass, hard. Especially if they keep blowing massive budgets on these things. Filmmakers might walk from these projects, even.

Get rid of Iger, fuck Trump and the far-right, LET THE FILMMAKERS MAKE MOVIES.

[monkey-network]

Good Stuff: Primos

It was the summer of 2023. We got the opening to Disney's new cartoon. Then it was bullied into releasing next year. Primos is one of those cases where culturally, you could smell the Americana from it in spite of intentions, and when you get around to it the hate wasn't fully deserved. It was funny, but to me this was like if Japanese Americans shitted on Dragon Ball Z for characters being named after veggies. Then again, nobody hates shit harder than Mexicans and Latinos and the PR wasn't the best, Tater's VA definitely didn't help. But, I'm grateful Disney didn't pull a Zaslav and shelf this as if this was the damnedest thing to ever happen to Hispanics. Now that the wait is over, is the show good?

it's far better than Latinx Loud House Cleveland Show, credit where due

The comparison to Loud House/Casagrandes isn't far off, but Primos has the advantage of it feeling like the time Tater spends with her extended family will have a start and end to it. We're in the same headspace as Latka who's not only adapting but revaluing her perspectives regarding her family. Nothing groundbreaking, but reminds me of Clarence where it has that messier but more homey charm as opposed to Loud House where over time it felt too plain and overstayed its welcome. Primos I feel will work as a limited season show like Gravity Falls as you can see well paced progress with both Spud's self-discovery mission and her familial relationships to not too overstay as if it needed to be Disney's answer to Loud House. I overall appreciate DTVA for looking to do less inherently story heavy shows.

We could've had a Katz Cafe too, Disney

Now to get a tad personal, I am Mexican American (Afro-Hispanic specifically) and I can relate to Tuber to a minor extent, given this is based on the creator's own life. Primos doesn't really hit those deep cuts though when despite the heritage I bear, making your show about growing up a gringo or gabacho is not a mirroring experience I'm that into watching. This show isn't like Victor and Valentino or the Puss in Boots cartoon where its representation is purely into its core elements like the folklore and presentation. It's more akin to saying you proudly grew up on Del Taco joints and the ability to grasp subtitles. This is more Disney's overall ethnocentric MO when it comes to other cultures: more for those who want to feel aware than anyone that lived or is living it. I'm not here to chastise Natasha's authenticity in producing this nor act like this is a very patronizing kids cartoon. I'm just saying relatability only goes so far here and we otherwise have a very okay cartoon that had intentions on a perspective we're well aware.

And c'mon, nothing has overthrown the GOAT

Again, I appreciate the small shift to more episodic and grounded shows as opposed to serial adventures to keep track off. While not unique, Primos has a sweet blend of comical and comforting to be worth a watch. French Fry is an enjoyable protag (while Nellie is better) among a good, less archetypal family that overall makes episodes feel as easy-going as Kiff. I won't pretend to say I hated this originally nor did I ever hold any resentment to say this doesn't now deserves more of a chance.

7 Out Of 10, like your average stoner trip to Taco Bell

[thesakuragarnet]

The League Of Villains Go To Disney: An unfinished crackfic mini series for just good vibes

Summary: After several failed attempts to infiltrate UA, the League decides on a mandated vacation for "bonding" using their newly acquired assets from the Paranormal Liberation Front.

Disclaimer: This fic is unfinished, BUT, I may pick it back up eventually. Still have some drafts muddling about.

THIS FIC IS 18+ FOR SOME SLIGHTLY SENSUAL THEMES!

Tags: Swearing, Disney references, League of Villains as family, found family, league of villains shenanigans, crackfic, fluff, slight DabiHawks, alternate universe, chaotic LOV, implied s3xual content, domestic fluff, comedy, dysfunctional family, forced bonding, slight Spinneraki

Word Count: 9,087 words

AO3 link

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Chapter 1: Are We There Yet?

"Again! Encore! Encore!" Toga squeals as "Love Is An Open Door" ends on the Bluetooth speaker for the eighth time. 

"NO! IF YOU TWO DON'T STOP SINGING, I'M GONNA PUKE FOR REAL THIS TIME!" Dabi snarls, tightly gripping the seat beneath him as he rolls down the tinted window. Toga and Twice cross their arms in frustration as Toga reluctantly chooses a different Disney song. 

"Will you keep it down back there?! I'm trying to concentrate on the road!" Spinner gripes as he hits another pothole, jarring the entire van. They'd managed to hotwire an empty van with enough space to carry everyone and were headed to the "Art of Animation" resort. Toga and Twice picked it out, but everyone got to choose which section they wanted to stay in and who they wanted to room with. 

"C'mon, Dabi. Where's your Disney spirit?" Hawks chides, punching him in the shoulder. His teasing stare is met with a cold glare from his boyfriend, and he shrinks back into the seat next to Dabi. Dabi, Hawks, and Mr. Compress are all packed together in the backseat while Toga, Twice, and Shigaraki sit in the middle seats of the van. Shigaraki is too absorbed in his Nintendo Switch to be bothered by their singing. Kurogiri rides shotgun while Spinner hastily drives through the busy streets.

"Of all the times of the year. I wasn't expecting spring to be so damn crowded," The lizard gripes as he screeches the vehicle to a stop. Dabi shuts his eyes and shoves his earbuds in his ears as Mr. Compress pulls up the room numbers on his phone. 

"You're just lucky that we all brought masks to wear so it'll be harder to recognize us. If everyone behaves accordingly, we should be able to have an enjoyable trip without getting arrested. This is why we're at Disney World and not Tokyo Disneyland. We have less of a chance to be discovered here. I doubt they even pay attention to what goes on in our news," Kurogiri remarks as he opens up his paper map that leads to the hotel. 

"Why didn't you just warp us there?" Dabi snarls, and Kurogiri turns back to look at him. 

"All for One said we aren't allowed to use our Quirks here. That was the condition. If we use our Quirks, we're more likely to be discovered," Kurogiri explains. 

"Oh, like Birdbrain isn't going to be obvious?" Dabi snarls, turning up the volume on his phone to drown everyone out as he closes his eyes. 

"Pfft. They don't know about the Number Two Hero, here. All they know is All Might and Endeavor," Compress comments. 

"Hey, I have a following in America!" Hawks huffs, and his wings ruffle, getting in Compress and Dabi's faces. They both promptly shove his wings out of the way. 

"How much longer? I wanna finish this level before we get out of the car," Shigaraki pipes up, and Spinner checks his GPS. 

"Ten minutes," Spinner answers as he revs the engine. 

"Speedrunnnn," Shigaraki mumbles under his breath as he starts erratically mashing buttons. 

...

"OH MY GOD WE'RE HERE!!!!" Toga squeals as Spinner turns past the Art of Animation sign. Her scream jolts Dabi awake, who realizes that Hawks fell asleep on him. He reflexively pushes him off, and Hawks yawns before blinking awake. 

"Fake ID's ready?" Kurogiri asks to the general crowd, and everyone nods. Toga unzips the pink backpack at her feet and pulls out a set of Minnie Mouse ears that she slaps onto her head, awkwardly pushing back her space buns. Spinner swerves into a parking space and jumps out of the car before popping the trunk open. 

"Everybody OUT!" The lizard orders, and everyone scrambles out of the car. Spinner pulls his brown hiker backpack over his shoulders as Kurogiri grabs a singular black suitcase from the trunk. 

"Move!" Shigaraki grips as he snatches a Spider-Man backpack from the top of the pile and carefully places his Switch inside it. Twice grabs one black and one pink duffel and hands Toga a glittering pink tote bag while Compress takes his modest brown briefcase from the side compartment. Finally, Dabi reaches to pull his purple rolling suitcase when he notices the number of remaining bags in the car. 

"Dude. I told you to pack light," He growls as Hawks nervously walks to the trunk.

"I did!" He insists as he grabs the final three giant red duffels. Dabi takes out one of his earbuds and tucks it in his T-shirt before pulling up his hood. Spinner unceremoniously slams the trunk shut before the group makes their way to the colorful building to check in. 

...

"Did everyone get checked in okay?" Kurogiri asks as he does a headcount. The rag-tag bunch is crowded in front of the gigantic "Nemo" themed pool. Toga stares at the giant turtle statue with an awestruck expression, and Twice dances from foot to foot next to her. 

"Alrighty. Toga, Twice, Compress, you three will be staying in 'Finding Nemo' suite. Toga gets dibs on the master bedroom so she can have her privacy. You two will have to fight over who sleeps on the sofa bed or the table bed," Kurogiri explains as he gives out their Magic Bands. 

"OH! I WANNA SLEEP ON A TABLE! No, the sofa is definitely the better option," Twice argues with himself as Kurogiri walks towards Hawks and Dabi. He pulls out Dabi's other earbud, which makes him snap to attention, and a thin curl of smoke rises out of his ear. 

"You two. 'The Lion King' Suite. Do whatever you want, I don't care. Just please don't be too troublesome," Kurogiri sighs as he hands the bands to Hawks. Dabi sniffs as he takes the black magic band from Hawks before helping him put on his red one. 

"That leaves Spinner and Shigaraki. You'll be staying with me in the 'Cars' area," Kurogiri drones as Shigaraki starts jumping up and down. 

"DO I GET TO MEET THE LIGHTNING MCQUEEN!" Shigaraki cackles excitedly as he pulls on both of his protective gloves. 

"Wow, didn't know our fearless leader was some car's biggest fan," Dabi snickers, and Shigaraki shoots him an indignant look. 

"Lightning McQueen is not 'some car'! He's a legend!" Shigaraki snaps. 

"You know it's just a movie right? He's just computer code," Spinner comments, only for Shigaraki to kick him in the shin. 

"Hey! No fighting! This is going to be a nice bonding experience! Now everyone get unpacked and we'll meet up for dinner at the cafeteria. We're waiting to go to any parks until tomorrow. I was able to book us a full week here," The wispy man clarifies before the three groups split off. 

Chapter 2: Welcome to the Jungle

"Did you pack everything you own, Featherhead?" Dabi growls as he drags his rolling suitcase down the walkway leading to "The Lion King" area. 

"Of course not," Hawks retorts as he grapples with his duffels. The sun sets over the resort as the two walk side by side, dodging sprinting toddlers in swim trunks as their parents try to corral them toward the "Nemo" swimming pool. 

"OOOOH! Dabi, look it's Mufasa!" Hawks gasps as he points to the giant lion statue that looks out over the Pride Rock structure. Dabi, however, doesn't hear him as he already put his earbuds back in. He walks a few feet away before he realizes Hawks is no longer by his side. Dabi's eyes narrow as he turns around to see Hawks taking a selfie with the statue. 

"Hawks!" He growls, gripping the handle of his luggage tighter as he leers at him from under his sunglasses. Hawks' smile fades as he slowly puts his phone back in his pocket and skips back to Dabi's side. The two walk past an archway with Simba, Timon, and Pumbaa, past the towering green, "forested" buildings towards the Elephant Graveyard. 

"Ughhhh, why are we close to all the bad guys," Hawks groans, "I wanted to be near the Hakuna Matata section."

"I like the hyenas, jackass," Dabi snaps, taking out an earbud so he doesn't lose the feathered hero again. "All I want is just two minutes. Of uninterrupted punk music. Just two fucking minutes," He growls under his breath as they walk behind the giant replica of the Elephant Graveyard and the three laughing hyenas. They walk up to the automatic doors and are immediately hit with AC and the smell of fresh linens. 

"Third floor. Perfect view of the graveyard at night. I think Toga said it glows red in the cave," Dabi mutters as they strut to the elevator. Hawks struggles to shove all of his bags in as Dabi awkwardly positions himself next to the buttons and pushes the number three. 

Ding!

The elevator doors open, and Dabi roughly pushes Hawks out of the cramped elevator. 

"Hey!" Hawks grumbles as Dabi struts down the hallway, following the pawprint pattern on the carpeting until they reach their room. Dabi holds his black Magic Band up to the gray sensor above the door handle, and the light flashes from red to green as a resounding click sounds from the door. 

"Home sweet home," Dabi sighs as he opens the door, and Hawks follows him inside. Hawks' eyes widen as he takes in all of the references to the Disney movie as Dabi heads toward the bedroom. The small living room has stools with lyrics on them, and a table bed with a picture of Simba inside rests just to the left across from a small bathroom. Dabi throws his suitcase on the Queen bed in the bedroom and unzips it, getting out his leather jacket and various band T-shirts as he pulls open one of the drawers on the dresser. Hawks hefts his duffel bags into the room and grunts as he sets them on the ground. 

"So, am I...I...sleeping on the pull-out couch?" Hawks stammers, and Dabi raises his eyebrow as he looks over his shoulder. 

"Do you want to sleep on the pull-out couch?" Dabi says flatly, and Hawks vigorously shakes his head. 

"I thought it was implied that we'd both be sleeping in here," Dabi shrugs as he hangs up his jacket in the closet. 

"Just making sure," Hawks smiles, clapping his hands together before he starts unzipping his bags. The scarred villains yawns as he falls backward flat onto the bed, stretching out and putting his hands behind his head. 

"You gonna be okay not using your Quirk for a week?" Hawks pries as he starts putting his clothes away in the closet. 

"It'll be a relief. Less pain," Dabi mumbles, closing his eyes as he waits for Hawks to finish unpacking.

"Why do you feel pain exactly when you use your Qu-" Hawks starts as he puts away his last athletic shirt. 

"What did I tell you about asking me that," Dabi snaps, getting off the bed and walking up behind Hawks. 

"Sorry," Hawks mumbles as he turns around and comes face to face with his boyfriend. Dabi pulls down his black mask and suddenly grabs Hawks' chin before roughly kissing him. Hawks' wings flutter, but Dabi ends it almost as quickly as he started. 

"Let's get going. I don't feel like getting bitched at by Handjob," Dabi says as he pulls his mask back up over his nose to hide his scars and slides his sunglasses back on. Hawks swallows hard and nods as Dabi walks out of the bedroom, and he swiftly follows him, a few feathers floating to the ground behind the Pro Hero.

Chapter 3: Under the "Frozen" Sea

"Alllllrighty! That's the last of my Disney ears! Twiiiiiice! Did you bring all our pins?" Toga calls as she finishes arranging her various themed ear headbands on her dresser. 

"Yup! Right here, Toga!" Twice beams as he brandishes a box full of enamel Disney pins from his black duffel. It makes a terrible jingling noise from all of the collectibles sliding against one another, and Compress cringes. "I'll put them on the little green seats by the sofa bed!" He calls to her as Toga digs through her duffel bag to hang up her outfits. 

"Hey, Twice. You know that movie you and Toga love so much?" Compress pipes up as he sits down in the corner chair, scrolling through articles on his phone. 

"Encanto?" Twice raises his eyebrow, and Compress shakes his head. 

"Brave?" Twice asks again, but Compress waves his hand. 

"No, no. It's that one. The one that you were singing in the car all the way down here," He snaps his fingers, trying to remember the name. 

"Frozen!!" Twice exclaims, jumping up and down, and Compress nods. 

"Yeah, there's actually some pretty interesting theories around it," Compress drones as Toga eavesdrops on the two of them from the bedroom. 

"Theories?" Twice jumps onto the table-bed and puts his chin in his hands, eagerly listening. 

"Yes, theories. As in, some believe that Walt Disney himself has been frozen somewhere underneath the park! There's some secret vault that conspiracy theorists believe to contain his frozen head!" Compress says as Twice encourages him to continue. Toga's heart skips. She loved blood, but she hated creepy stories. She continues listening intently as she unpacks her makeup and puts it on her bathroom counter. 

"A frozen head! That's crazy! No way that's real! It sounds believable to me!" Twice drones in his dual banter as Compress continues his conspiratorial tirade. 

"People say that the reason it's named frozen is so, if you Google 'Disney's Frozen' or anything like that, the rumors regarding the vault and head won't pop up! Instead, your feed will be filled with that lovely movie!" Compress's eyes widen as he continues, and Twice gasps. 

"Holy shit! That's so cool! Creeeeeepy!" The morph-suited man laughs nervously as his head twitches back and forth. A chill runs down Toga's spine, and she anxiously scratches her elbow. 

'So much for sleeping tonight... Ugh... All I can think about is that creepy guy's icy dead head, now...' She thinks to herself as she cringes, shoving her hair ties into a drawer. She pulls her phone out and opens up her text messages with Dabi. Toga starts typing as Compress begins describing the rumored vault and powerful figures behind the conspiracy in detail. 

Toga: Dabssssss. Compress & Twice are being suuuuuper creepy. 

Immediately, Dabi starts typing. 

Dabi: Pedo creepy?

Toga groans, moving her fingers as fast as she can. 

Toga: NO! Like scary creepy. Scary stories creepy. 

Dabi: Toga. You sleep with a knife under your pillow. 

Toga: I can't use it if I'm asleep and exposed. I'm sleeping in a room by myself. 

Dabi: They're literally right outside your room. You'll be fine. 

Toga: Can I crash with u and Hawks tonight?

Dabi leaves her message on read, and Toga sighs, shoving her phone back into the pocket of her navy skirt. She tries to ignore Twice and Compress's excited voices, but all she can think about is Walt Disney's open eyes staring at her through an ice block in some steel chamber. She grabs one of her eyeshadow brushes from her makeup bag and grabs one of her red eyeshadow palettes. 

"Don't ruin my favorite movie, dumb magician," She gripes under her breath as she reapplies the sweeping red smoky eye to her face. 

Ding!

Toga pulls out her phone and sets her brush and palette on the countertop. It's a message from Dabi. 

Dabi: Are you guys coming? Hawks and I are the only ones here. He's trying to drag me into the gift shop. SOS

Toga gasps.

"TWICE THERE'S A GIFT SHOP!!!!!!!" She screams at the top of her lungs, shattering the men's conversation. 

"WHAT?! No, we can't spend any money. LET'S BUY EVERYTHING!" Twice's voice pitches up and down as his attention is completely torn away from Compress. 

Ding!

Birdman: Dabi won't let me get anything. If you and Twice get over here we can overpower him. I'll buy you cotton candy at Magic Kingdom.

A blissful smile spreads across Toga's face as she darts out of the bathroom. 

"Hawks is buying me cotton candy, let's go!" She giggles as she grabs her pink Magic Band and promptly runs out of the ocean-themed suite. Compress sighs as he watches Twice sprint out of the door after her. The magician grabs his cane and slowly follows them, deciding to hold off on the conspiracy rants for the time being.

Chapter 4: KACHOW!

"WHAT?! THIS IS BULLSHIT!!!" Shigaraki screeches as he stands in front of the statue of Lightning McQueen and Sally from Disney's Cars. 

"Tomura, surely you didn't expect him to talk to you. It's just decoration for the theme," Spinner sighs, putting his hand on his boss's shoulder. 

"Well...they...they have other characters in the parks that you get to meet and talk to. I thought I could get his autograph or something," Shigaraki frowns dejectedly, adjusting the hand on his face. 

"I believe there's an attraction in the Hollywood Studios park where he actually talks. Perhaps that would be of interest. Now, come along," Kurogiri says before leading the two villains into the building marked "Cozy Cone Motel". Shigaraki mutters under his breath as he fidgets with his protective gloves. Kurogiri touches his silver Magic Band to the gray bar above the door, and the green light flashes, allowing them inside. Shigaraki's eyes widen as they enter the Cars themed room, and he removes the hand from his face in awe. 

"Woooow. It's like we're in the movie!" He beams, and Spinner shakes his head, trying to hide the smile on his face. Spinner finds it odd that their boss acts like a child; something must've happened in his childhood for him to remain in such an immature state. Tomura was the second youngest in the group, only older than Toga. The only thing that made sense for him to lead was his Quirk. He runs up to the table and pulls the bed down, revealing a picture of Tow Mater. 

"I CALL THIS ONE!" He squeals excitedly as he throws his Spider-Man backpack onto it. Kurogiri moves toward the main bedroom and begins to unpack his things while Spinner starts unfolding the pull-out couch bed. 

"Oooooh! Spinner! Wanna stay up all night watching movies!" The crusty villain says excitedly, clapping his hands together. 

"No. Everyone has to be in bed tonight at a reasonable time so we can get up early tomorrow," Kurogiri orders, and Shigaraki whines. 

"Who made you the boss?" He snaps. 

"All for One," Kurogiri retorts calmly, and Shigaraki shuts up. 

Spinner slams his hiking pack on the bed with a resounding creak and unzips it. He calmly slides a katana out of the backpack (that looks like it definitely shouldn't have fit) and slides it under his pillow. 

"Isn't that dangerous?" Shigaraki points out, but Spinner just shrugs. 

"Haven't died yet," The gecko smirks, and Shigaraki shakes his head as he pulls out his Nintendo Switch and plugs it into the nightstand by his bed. 

"I guess I have to wear these stupid things the entire trip," Shigaraki growls as he scratches at the protective gloves. They were specially made to sensor his Quirk, allowing him to freely touch things.

"Will it really be so bad to actually wear them? Hell, you can boop doggos on the snoot now," Spinner laughs, and Shigaraki cringes. 

"Never say that again. You're too old," Shigaraki snarls. 

"I'm only one year older than you," Spinner mutters under his breath. 

"Alright, you two. Let's meet up with everyone else. There's a large cafeteria where we can get food," Kurogiri says excitedly as he walks out of the bedroom and opens the suite door. 

Chapter 5: Be Our Guest

"I miss the bar," Dabi growls as he finishes off the bottle of ginger ale.

"Awwww, is someone being nostalgic," Hawks teases, and Dabi pulls his sunglasses down the bridge of his nose to glare at him. 

"No. I want alcohol," He snaps, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. Hawks rolls his eyes and puts his head down on the table dejectedly, taking a bite out of his last chicken tender. 

"Can we go to the gift show, now?" Hawks begs, and Dabi shakes his head. 

"HEYYYYYYYYY!" Toga's squeal is audible over the blaring DisneyMania music as she skips over to their table. She's holding a souvenir cup full of pink lemonade in one hand and a plate of chocolate crepes in another. 

"Togaaa! Wait up!" Twice calls after her, holding a tray both of his and Compress's food as the masked magician follows closely behind. 

"Toga, you're gonna be up all night with all that sugar," Dabi sighs as she slams the plate down in the booth on the other side of him. 

"Whatever, you're not the boss of me," She sticks her tongue out at him before she starts scarfing it down. 

"Good luck," Dabi smirks at Compress as he sits across from Hawks at the big round table. The older magician sighs and shakes his head as he takes off his top hat. 

"There you idiots are," Shigaraki calls as he, Spinner, and Kurogiri spot the rag-tag bunch. Once everyone gets settled at the table, Kurogiri unfolds a paper from his pocket and places it in the center. 

"Alright, so. Tomorrow, we're going to Magic Kingdo-" The wispy man starts. 

"OH MY GOD YAY!!!!!!!!" Toga squeals, squirming in her seat. 

Kurogiri clears his throat before continuing, "Yes. Magic Kingdom. Then, Tuesday, we're going to Animal Kingdom. Wednesday is EPCOT. Thursday is Hollywood Studios. Friday is back to Magic Kingdom. Saturday we can go to any of the waterparks, and then Sunday we're flying back to Japan."

"Cool. So is there gonna be a designated buddy system or something?" Shigaraki yawns, sipping out of his twisty straw. Kurogiri shrugs. 

"No one should be by themselves at any given time," Kurogiri explains. 

"Well, I guess Dabi will be attached to his pretty little pro the entire time, huh," Shigaraki sneers, looking at Dabi and expecting a witty comeback. 

Dabi starts muttering lyrics under his breath and stares off into space, completely zoning out as Shigaraki speaks to him. 

"Hey! Burn victim! I'm talking to you, Hot Topic!" Shigaraki starts snapping aggressively in Dabi's face, but he doesn't even flinch. Toga cups her hand to her ear and listens to the music playing in the cafeteria before her eyes widen and she nods. 

"Yeah, you're not gonna get anything out of him until this is over. It's 'Surface Pressure' from Encanto," Toga shrugs before sipping her pink lemonade. 

"What does that have to do with anything?" Spinner huffs. 

"Did you not pay attention to him when that scene was playing? Dabi was totally going through some kind of connection or weird awakening with that song. It's no wonder he never talks about his family if he relates to it," Toga explains ambivalently. 

"I know how to snap him out of it," Hawks smirks before sticking his finger in his mouth and pulling it out. Toga cringes as Hawks suddenly jams his finger in Dabi's ear.

"AGH! WHAT THE FUCK! I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" Dabi suddenly screams, grabbing Hawks by the throat and shoving him into the booth. Toga giggles psychotically and claps; Kurogiri looks around nervously, making sure they aren't drawing too much attention to themselves. 

"Sorry," Hawks gargles as Dabi squeezes his throat, his eyes burning into the winged Hero. 

"Calm down, guys! BEAT HIS ASS, BRO!" Twice's dual-toned banter sounds off. Dabi's lip curls as he slowly lets Hawks free, and the hero promptly goes into a coughing fit, rubbing his neck. 

"Okay. Everyone settle down. Please," Kurogiri pleads, and Dabi straightens up. 

"Sorry," He mutters sarcastically.

...

Everyone else has already retreated to their rooms, but Hawks, Twice, and Toga are still running giddily through the gift shop. 

"Ooooooh! Look at these, Twice!" Toga trills as she picks up a professional drawing of Merida fighting Mor'du. 

"Oh to be a princess fighting a bear!" Twice sighs as Hawks comes up behind them in oversized Minnie Mouse sunglasses and a Powerline bomber jacket. 

"Do you think Dabi's gonna be mad?" He says sheepishly, showing off the yellow fake leather. 

"Na. He'll probably just say you look like a highlighter," Toga shakes her head as she runs over to more Disney Princess merch. 

"I didn't know you liked A Goofy Movie," Twice remarks, and Hawks smiles. 

"Oh heck yeah, bro. Dabs and I watch it all the time. Don't tell him I told you this, but he knows every word to 'Stand Out' and 'Eye to Eye'," Hawks winks as his voice gets more hushed, and Twice snickers. Toga returns with a sweatshirt that says "Let It Go!" on the front. 

"Okay, let's get out of here!" She smiles as she skips to the checkout line. 

Chapter 6: Do You Wanna Build A Snowman?

BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!

Dabi and Hawks both freeze mid-kiss as Toga bangs on the door of their suite, her face drenched in tears. 

“Who the hell is that?!” Hawks whispers, panicked. 

“No idea. Stay here,” Dabi reluctantly growls as he pulls away from his boyfriend and releases his grip on his shoulders. He pulls on his gray boxers and tattered navy sweatpants before walking to the door. Upon looking through the peephole, he sees Toga intensely pounding on the door in her Lilo and Stitch pajamas. Dabi groans before he cracks the door open. 

“What do you want Tog-” He starts, but his voice catches in his throat when he sees the tears streaming down her face. 

“I’m sorry I know you and Hawks wanted alone time which is why you’re all the way over here but I had a really REALLY bad nightmare and Compress and Twice won’t stop talking about the frozen Disney head and can I just sleep in here tonight?!?!?!?!?” Toga rambles in a single breath as she frantically wipes her tears away. Dabi’s harsh expression softens and he rubs the back of his neck. 

“Uhhhhh,” He mutters, staring at the floor to think. 

“Please?” Toga sniffs, making the best “puppy dog” expression she can manage. Dabi sighs and mutters something under his breath before dragging his hand down his face in exasperation. 

“One second. I’ll be right back,” He says before slowly shutting the door and walking back to the bedroom. 

“It’s Toga,” Dabi mutters, his eyebrows furrowing as he stands in the doorway, leaning against the frame. 

“Is she okay?” Hawks raises his eyebrow as he covers himself with the comforter. 

“She…she needs to stay with us tonight. Bad dream. The guys aren’t helping,” Dabi explains as he walks in the room and jerks open a drawer. 

“Guess that means we’re putting this on pause,” Hawks mutters, rolling his eyes. 

“I’m gonna sleep on the couch so I’m out there with her. She’ll feel safer that way. You cool with sleeping in here by yourself?” Dabi asks as he pulls an old white T-shirt over his head. 

“Aw, what? The hell, man?” Hawks pouts, and Dabi just shakes his head. 

“This is one night. We have the rest of the week. Once we hit the parks she’ll be too distracted and will completely forget about it. Trust me. And then, I'll be in here with you all night long,” The scarred villain smiles before walking back to the bedside. 

“Goodnight,” He whispers before swiftly kissing Hawks on the cheek and then shoving his face away. Hawks mutters dissents under his breath as he rubs the spot where Dabi pushed him, his eyes narrowing as his lover leaves the room and shuts the door behind him. 

Dabi takes a deep breath before opening the door again, this time completely wide open. 

“Come on,” He says with a tired smile, and Toga darts into the room and immediately leaps onto the table bed. Dabi shuts the door and begins throwing off the couch cushions so he can pull out the foldable bed. 

“Oh, you’re not gonna be with Hawks?” Toga says with a hint of relief in her voice. 

“If anyone tries to take your head in the night, they’ll have to deal with me first,” Dabi smirks as he turns off the light and climbs into the creaky sofa-bed. Toga smiles to herself as she wraps up in the thin sheets and spare blanket on the small mattress. 

“They’d run as soon as they’d see your scary face,” Toga giggles, her fangs glistening in the moonlight flooding through the curtains. Dabi rolls his eyes. 

“The last person that said something about my scary face ended up burning in an alley,” He yawns, scratching at the staples on his neck as he lies down. 

“Hawks seems to like your face,” Toga points out, and Dabi tries to hide his smile. 

“Yeah. Yeah, he does,” He whispers to himself, attempting to get comfortable on the makeshift bed. 

“I wish Izuku or Ochaco would like my face,” Toga pouts, sniffing. 

“Hey. You have a wonderful face, Himiko Toga. Anyone who tells you otherwise will have a whole league of villains to deal with,” Dabi says encouragingly, cracking his knuckles for emphasis. Toga smiles brightly. 

“Thank you. For everything,” She whispers.

“Of course, sis,” Dabi yawns absentmindedly as he drifts off to sleep.

…

“Hey, Dabi?”

Silence. 

“Dabi?”

More silence. 

“PSSST! DABI!” Toga whisper-screams, and the burned man turns to face her. 

“ What?! ” He snaps, clearly exhausted. He hated being woken up. 

“Do you really think there’s a frozen head under Disney World?” She stammers. “Of course not, Toga. That’s horse shit,” Dabi yawns, rubbing his eyes as he moves to face the wall again.

“Oh. Okay,” She calmly says, and Dabi starts to drift off to sleep again. 

“Hey, Dabi?” Toga whispers again. “Toga, go to sleep,” He says flatly, closing his eyes. If he didn’t see her as a younger sister, he would’ve kicked her out by now. It was getting irritating. 

“How’d you get your scars?” She pries, curiosity in her tone. Dabi’s eyes snap open, but he says nothing. 

“Dabi?” Her voice echoes off the walls, but he remains still as a statue. He holds his tongue and stares into the dark nothingness.

“Guess he fell asleep for real this time,” Toga mutters to herself before snuggling into the blanket and falling into dreams. Dabi, on the other hand, is now struck with insomnia. 

‘Great,’ He thinks, ‘Now I’m going to be the one that has a nightmare.’

Chapter 7: Take Small Children By The Hand

BANG! BANG! BANG!“ Fucking shit! ” Dabi gasps as he jolts awake, sitting straight up. His left palm suddenly ignites as someone bangs on the suite door. Hawks bursts through the bedroom door in nothing but bright red boxers and brandishes one of his sword feathers, a half-asleep look on his face. Toga, on the other hand, remains fast asleep in the bed with the pillow on her head. Her mouth hangs open as she snores. 

“DABI! HAWKS! OPEN UP! TOGA’S GONE!” Twice’s voice screams through the door. Dabi groans and mutters curses under his breath as he stalks toward the door and jerks it open. 

“She’s in here, you crazy bastard. Let the whole resort know she’s missing why don’t ya. Shut the fuck up,” Dabi snaps, pointing toward Toga’s sleeping form. Twice sighs in relief and wipes his forehead with the back of his hand. 

“Oh thank God. Compress and I were so worried when we checked on her this morning and saw she was gone,” He whispers, anxiously twiddling his thumbs. 

“Well maybe if you morons weren’t creeping her out with your dumb theories, she still woulda been in there,” Dabi seethes under his breath. 

“Huh?” Twice cocks his head, not sure if he heard Dabi correctly or not. Dabi just rolls his eyes and slams the door in his face. Hawks groggily puts his feather sword back into his wings, and Dabi just looks him up and down. 

“What? Couldn’t put on a pair of pants?” Dabi mocks him, and Hawks’ face turns bright red. 

“I-I didn’t know if you were in danger or not,” Hawks stammers, flustered. 

“Uh-huh. Okay. Go get dressed,” Dabi snorts before pushing Hawks back into the bedroom and shutting the door. He yawns and stretches, wincing at the stretching staples in his back and abdomen before he goes to the table-bedside. 

“Toga. Wake up. We gotta get ready to go. Twice is outside looking for you,” He whispers as he gently shakes her awake. Toga sleepily blinks awake and slowly lifts her head out from under the pillow. 

“Morning, Dabiiiii,” She sings, smiling, “No nightmares.”

“Good. Now go with Twice so you can get dressed for the park. I figure you’ll wanna bring your princess headband ear things,” Dabi says softly as he tears the covers off. 

“Okay, I’m going. I’m going,” Toga grumbles as she leaps off of the bed and opens the door. 

“TOGA! I’M SO GLAD YOU’RE OKAY!” Twice shouts before wrapping her up in a bear hug. 

“I’m fine! Sorry that I had to leave last night! Y’all were just being a little too scary for me. I’m excited!!! Let’s go!” She squeals before the two best friends run off skipping arm in arm together. Dabi closes the door and sniffs before walking to the bathroom to shower.

…

After breakfast, the group clamors onto one of the Disney Parks buses to get to the Magic Kingdom. 

“Now, we must always stay with a buddy at all times throughout the park. We’ll go to Tomorrowland first after we get a picture in front of the castle,” Kurogiri explains, but only Spinner and Compress are listening. Shigaraki plays his Nintendo Switch while Toga, Twice, and Hawks look out the window. Dabi is half-asleep with his hood and mask pulled up, his earbuds blaring music at such a volume that it’s a wonder he’s even able to sleep. 

“OOOH! OOOH! I SEE THE SIGN!” Toga squeals excitedly, grabbing Twice’s arm and shaking it. 

“The most magical place on Earth! This is gonna suck,” Twice beams and then gripes, his head twitching back and forth. The bus takes a wide turn, making Dabi smack right into the pole, and he jerks awake. He takes out his earbuds and shoves them in the pockets of his black hoodie before looking out the window. 

“Mess him up, Pikachu. Or I swear I’m going to evolve you,” Shigaraki mutters under his breath as he furiously clicks the buttons on his gaming system. 

“Shigaraki. You can’t be on that the entire time. If you don’t put it up yourself, I’m going to take it away,” Kurogiri reprimands Tomura. The leader just growls and saves his game before sliding it into Kurogiri’s giant backpack. He was the designated “stuff-holder” for the trip because he was convinced his colleagues would lose everything. They would forget their heads at home if he wouldn’t remind them to put them on their shoulders. 

“Ladies and gentlemen, please gather your personal belongings, watch your head and step as you exit, and take small children by the hand,” The bus-speaker sounds, promptly causing Dabi to grab Toga’s hand. 

“Hey!” Toga frowns. 

“You’re gonna look at me and tell me you’re not a small child?” Dabi teases her, and Toga pouts. 

“I know what I am,” She sticks her tongue out at him, and he laughs before standing up. Kurogiri places his hands on Shigaraki’s shoulders to make sure he doesn’t wander off as they all step off the bus. 

“Okay. Now, we have to go through the metal detector and the bag check,” Kurogiri mutters as they all begin walking from the bus stops toward the gates of the park. 

“The, uh, the what now?” Toga mutters, suddenly nervous. 

“Toga. Don’t tell me,” Dabi groans as he lets go of her hand. Hawks sighs. 

“Did no one check her?” The winged hero remarks. Kurogiri takes a deep breath and walks up to Toga. 

“Himiko. I’m going to warp all your knives away. I have to. We can’t go through the bag check. They’ll be in your room when you get back to the resort,” Kurogiri says authoritatively, and Toga reluctantly complies. The group crowds around the two to shield them from view as Toga gradually hands over all of her weapons to the wispy figure. A full five minutes go by before they’re all gone. 

“Alright. Now, to Magic Kingdom!” Compress declares, and the group starts following the giant crowds. 

Chapter 8: Main Street

“Where’s Dabi?” Twice suddenly asks as the group gathers behind the check area. 

“He’s yelling at the cast members and calling them ableist fucks for inquiring about all the surgical staples and metal,” Hawks says flatly as he watches his boyfriend making obscene gestures. 

“He’s gonna get us kicked out. Why is he so cranky?” Spinner complains.

“He’s always cranky. That’s his thing,” Shigaraki replies, but Toga shakes her head. 

“No, it’s because of me. I don’t think he slept much last night because I kept asking him questions,” Toga admits, scratching her head where the Princess ears are rubbing.

“I’ll go handle it,” Kurogiri sighs as he walks over to the fuming twenty-four-year-old and the nervous cast member. The group watches Kurogiri step between them and relay something to the woman while Dabi holds his tongue, clearly irritated that Kurogiri is talking for him. Whatever he did, it seems to have worked, as the two walk back to the group. 

“What did Kurogiri say?” Hawks raises his eyebrow. 

“That he’s orchestrating a retreat for troubled individuals. Isn’t entirely a lie. And that I have anger issues. Which also, not entirely a lie,” Dabi growls before shoving one of his earbuds back in. 

“I WANNA GO SEE THE CASTLE!” Toga whines, jumping up and down excitedly. “LET’S GO! LET’S GO!” She grabs Twice by the arm and the two begin skipping away. 

“Well, shit. We gotta keep up or we’re gonna lose them. Come on,” Dabi sighs as he grabs Hawks’ hand and sprints after them, dragging the startled Pro behind him. 

“We’ll meet you guys there!” Spinner calls out as he, Shigaraki, Compress, and Kurogiri stop by the map station.

…

“Alright, smiles on three! One! Two! Three!” The photographer says as he takes the group’s picture in front of the castle on Toga’s phone. 

“THANK YOU SO MUCH!” She squeals as she checks the picture quality. "Are you suuuure no one wants to stay and watch the parade?" She pleads hopefully. All the boys groan and shake their heads. 

“Is everyone ready to start heading to Tomorrowland?” Kurogiri asks as they start walking toward the bridge of the futuristic land. 

“OOOH! OOOH! I wanna ride Astro Orbiter!” Twice jumps up and down, and Toga immediately joins him. 

“YES!!!” She squeals in unison. 

“Astro Orbiter? That sounds like it could be fun. Whaddya say, Shigaraki?” Spinner elbows him, and the leader just nods. 

“Sounds cool. Sure, whatever,” He mutters, and the four of them sprint toward the center of Tomorrowland to stand in line for the red elevator. 

“I feel like the Carousel of Progress will be quite thrilling!” Compress declares, and Kurogiri nods. 

“I was thinking the exact same thing. You boys care to join us?” Kurogiri motions towards Dabi and Hawks. 

“I’d rather eat glass,” Dabi says nonchalantly while Hawks’ eyes dart to the “Buzz Lightyear” ride. 

“HOLY SHIT! DABI! LOOK! COMPETITION! OUR FAVORITE! LET’S GO!” Hawks squawks before dragging his boyfriend to the obnoxiously long ride queue.

Chapter 9: Buzz Lightyear's Space Ranger Spin

Hawks taps Dabi on the shoulder as he stares at all the bright colors in the ride queue, completely in his own world. 

“What?” He groans, turning away from the animatronic Buzz Lightyear to face Hawks. 

“Why don’t you hold my hand while we’re in line?” He stammers, anxiously tapping his foot on the ground as he looks back at a couple several feet ahead of them. They’re being over-the-top lovey-dovey and giggling in the line. 

“What are you talking about?” Dabi rolls his eyes before following Hawks’ gaze. He snorts and shakes his head. 

“Are you ashamed of me or something?” Hawks pouts. 

“Of course not, idiot,” Dabi retorts, standing up straight instead of leaning on the railing. Now, he’s looking down at Hawks rather than being eye-level, making the hero’s heart race. Dabi’s eyebrows furrow for a minute, and he seems to struggle to find an explanation. “I’m just…not used to being all…romantic or whatever…in public…is all. Are you really jealous of a couple of strangers?” 

“Maybe,” Hawks mumbles, and his wings droop as they move forward the next few feet with the line. They’re almost to the room where they’ll get in the cars. Dabi sighs and looks straight ahead, but he can feel his boyfriend’s disappointed gaze. 

“Ugh, fuck. Fffffiiine ,” Dabi growls under his breath before abruptly grabbing Hawks’ hand. Hawks makes a high-pitched surprised noise reminiscent of a dog toy squeaker that makes the scarred villain smile beneath his mask. 

“You gonna shut up now, Birdbr-” Dabi is cut off by Hawks clinging to his arm like a toddler, almost making him run into the railing. However, the tiny flare of reflexive anger is extinguished when he looks down to see Hawks’ head resting on his shoulder. 

“You just couldn’t stop at handholding could you,” Dabi sighs, trying to sound annoyed. 

“C’mon, are you really surprised?” Hawks smirks as they reach the cast member. 

“Honestly, not even a little bit,” Dabi replies as they dart on the moving sidewalk and hop into the brightly colored. 

“Okay, prepare to looooose, burnt bacon bitch,” Hawks teases, cracking his knuckles as the car closes. 

“Ohhh I’m gonna destroy you, chicken boy,” Dabi laughs as they both start shooting the targets. 

…

“DAMNIT!” Dabi curses as he misses two of the Z targets. He’d managed to hit every single target so far and was practically smoking when his streak was ruined. 

“Dabi! There are children!” Hawks scolds him as he continues shooting the fake laser gun.

“WHAT THE FUCK! I HIT THAT!” A parent two cars ahead of them screams, and Dabi looks at Hawks with an amused expression. A flash goes off in Dabi’s peripheral vision, and he spots the fading glowing light of the ride camera as they near the middle of the ride. If Hawks was so upset with him not being over the top with P.D.A., he’d give him exactly what he wanted. Right as they near the spot with the flash, Dabi unhooks one side of his mask, roughly pulls down Hawks’ mask, and kisses him. It was very short, just enough to get it on the camera, and then Dabi immediately pulled both of their masks back on. 

Hawks is completely frozen in the seat while Dabi continues shooting the targets. 

“Wow, guess I’m gonna win by even more now. You still playing?” He teases. 

“I hate you,” Hawks stutters before he grasps the laser gun and frantically tries to aim to catch up again. “You cheated.”

“I’m using my resources ,” Dabi smirks, “Besides, I was several hundred ahead of you, anyway.”

“Whatever,” Hawks mutters, stepping on Dabi’s foot. 

“Pfft, you liked it,” Dabi snickers, ignoring the tantrum. 

“Shut up,” Hawks says indignantly, trying to be mad and failing miserably. 

“Never,” Dabi winks as his score continues to climb miles above his boyfriend’s.

Chapter 10: Astro Orbiter

"This is it? I thought the elevator ride was in Hollywood Studios?" Shigaraki grumbles as he crosses his arms in frustration. The group of four had been waiting in the ride queue for almost an hour now, and everyone but Spinner was growing impatient. 

"I've heard you can see the whole park from the top!" Toga squeals excitedly, and Spinner checks the time on his phone as they move up a few more steps. 

"The elevator takes us to the ride, boss," Twice beams, and Shigaraki sighs. 

"Whatever. I just hate how long we've been standing here," He growls as they approach the cast member. 

"How many in your party?" The Disney employee smiles, and Toga holds up four fingers. 

"Right this way please," The man says, gesturing to wait in a small enclosed gate before the elevator. 

"OOOOOOOH! THIS IS GONNA BE SO FUN!" Toga screams, hugging twice as she jumps up and down. 

"It better be," Tomura complains, and Spinner just pats him on the shoulder. 

"It'll be fun, Shigaraki. Don't worry," He smiles. The elevator dings, and the doors open. The cast member gestures for the group to head inside, and they all pack into the red elevator. Shigaraki eyes the walls uneasily as the elevator shoots skyward until it comes to a screeching halt. As the doors open, they all step out onto the platform. 

"Oh, this looks like that Dumbo ride," Spinner remarks as they all begin to step forward. Shigaraki watches the spinning rockets in awe as the previous rides slowly come back down to Earth. As they disembark, the villains approach the ride. Toga and Twice force themselves into the rocket behind Spinner and Shigaraki. 

"There's only one seatbelt?!" Shigaraki exclaims as he digs for one, and Spinner nods. 

"Just hold on tight, boss. I won't let ya fall out," He chuckles. 

"WOOHOOOO! LET'S GOOOOO!" Toga and Twice scream in unison, laughing as the cast member gives the OK to start the ride. However, as soon as the spinning machine begins to lift into the air, Shigaraki realizes just how high they are above the ground. They have a perfect view of the castle, but everyone in Tomorrowland looks like ants. 

"OH MY GOD! GET ME DOWN GET ME DOWN GET ME DOWN!" He screams, but Spinner just smirks and makes the ship ascend higher into the air. 

"It's alright boss. It's perfectly safe," He reassures Shigaraki, who is paling quickly beneath the hand on his face. 

"FASTER! FASTER!" Toga cries out with glee as Twice makes their rocket erratically go up and down. 

"GUYS! I SEE DABI!" Twice shouts as he points far below. Hawks is literally dragging him to one of the face paint stands, and Dabi rolls his eyes as he hands the cast member a bill as Hawks leaps into the chair. 

"OH! THERE'S COMPRESS!" Toga waves to their companion down below as he and Kurogiri come out of the Carousel of Progress. 

"I DON'T CARE! I WANT DOWN!" The leader screams.

"Shiggy, you ain't gonna last on any of the big rides if you're scared of heights," Spinner rolls his eyes, and Shigaraki glares at him.

"You idiot! It wouldn't be a problem if I was PROPERLY SECURED!" Tomura wails. 

"It's completely safe, dude!" Twice calls as the ride slows to a stop, and all of the rockets return to the platform. 

Shigaraki scrambles out of the rocket, leaving Spinner to climb out by himself. He sprints to the elevator, ignoring the cast member's reminder to walk for his own safety. 

Chapter 11: On Your Marks!

“There you guys are!” Hawks beams as he skips toward Kurogiri and Compress. The side of his face bears Lightning McQueen’s racing number in a gold and red that matches his eyes and wings. Dabi reluctantly trudges behind him, muttering something about overpriced paint jobs. 

“Where’s everyone else?” Dabi raises his eyebrow as he looks around. Compress and Kurogiri exchange concerned glances before they hear a sound similar to the stampede from The Lion King. Shigaraki comes barrelling past the ride queue for the red elevator and almost topples Kurogiri as he runs right into him. 

“DON’T EVER LET ME RIDE ANYTHING THAT HIGH EVER AGAIN!” He screams, and Dabi tries to hide his laughter as Hawks stares uncomfortably at the situation. Kurogiri’s eyes narrow as Twice, Toga, and Spinner approach the group. 

“Found out that Tomura’s scared of heights,” Spinner shrugs, and Compress adjusts his tophat. 

“Can we ride something that’s on the ground?!” Shigaraki whines, and Twice immediately points toward Tomorrowland Speedway. “BOSS! BOSS! THERE’S RACING CARS!” Twice excitedly shouts, jumping up and down. Dabi and Hawks exchange competitive smirks. 

“Gonna try to make up for your crushing defeat at Buzz Lightyear?” Dabi teases, and Hawks’ feathers ruffle. 

“Eat my dust, bitch!” He laughs as he and Twice make a break for the line. 

“HEY! WAIT FOR ME!” Toga squeals as she sprints after them. 

…

The entire League is in line for the racecars, and Shigaraki and Twice can hardly contain their excitement. 

“The track seems kinda short,” Spinner complains, but no one else pays any attention. 

“Guys! Guys! It’s our turn!” Toga beams excitedly as everyone piles into their own cars. 

“All right racers start your engines!” The cast member calls, and the ride suddenly roars to life. As soon as the green light shines, everyone slams on the gas pedals…only to discover that the cars don’t max out. The League members coast along on the track.

“WOOHOOO! THIS IS SO FUN!” Shigaraki and Twice yell, clearly the only ones having the time of their lives. 

WHAM!Dabi turns around in the seat to see Hawks slamming into his vehicle with a triumphant grin on his face. 

“OOOH! I WANNA CRASH INTO DABI, TOO!” Toga screams from the car beside him. 

“Toga, I swear !” The scarred villain growls, but Toga whips her steering wheel to the side, only to stop moments before side-swiping Dabi. 

“Aw, man! They’re on rail tracks! No fair!” She pouts, and Dabi slams on the gas pedal, trying to get away from them. 

“I do rather enjoy this one,” Compress says to no one in particular as he and Kurogiri take the lead, nearing the finish line. 

Chapter 12: Space Adventure! It's An Adventure In Spaaaace!

"Come on, Hawks. What are you a chicken?" Dabi teases his boyfriend as the group stands in front of the Space Mountain queue.

"I don't...really...like...rollercoasters," Shigaraki mumbles to Kurogiri, and Spinner and Compress nod in agreement. Hawks twiddles his thumbs, his face turning red.

"It's not that I'm a chicken...it's just...really dark in there. And my night vision isn't what it used to be...and...all the screaming and stuff...I'll just get too overstimulated in there," Hawks stammers to Dabi's chagrin.

"I'd be right behind you or in front of you, Birdbrain. There's nothing to be scared of," Dabi grumbles, but Hawks vigorously shakes his head.

"No. I'll just go on the Peoplemover with Spinner and Shiggy. We'll be able to see you guys in there anyway," Hawks says quickly, putting a hand on the leader's shoulder and a wing around the lizard.

"Peoplemover?" Shigaraki raises his eyebrow.

"It's like a little cart ride that goes around all of Tomorrowland. It's up that escalator," Spinner explains, pointing at the blue trolley that coasts above them.

"I believe the laugh floor might be a worthwhile attraction, Kurogiri," Compress whispers in the wispy man's ear, and he nods. The group splits off again, leaving Dabi, Toga, and Twice at the entrance to Space Mountain.

"Well, guess it's just us three," Dabi sighs, scratching the back of his neck as he turns around to face them. Toga and Twice are jumping up and down with excitement, absolutely ecstatic to ride the coaster. ...

The wait time for the coaster was an hour, and Dabi was feeling the repercussions of his choice. Nonetheless, he was determined to ride Space Mountain, despite Toga and Twice's incessant excited banter. 

"Dabi! Dabi! Dabi! Are you gonna ride the teacups with us after?!" Toga squeals, poking the scarred man in the shoulder. Dabi leers down at her, his eyes narrowing. 

"Not a chance in Hell," He shudders. The mere thought of that ride made him nauseous. 

"Guess it's just you and me, then, Toga!" Twice smiles from ear to ear as they move up in the ride queue. They were all thankful that there was some cool stuff to look at in the line, but the trio was getting impatient. 

"Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! I see the track names!" Toga giggles, jumping up and down in anticipation. Dabi and Twice follow her pointing to read the two signs: Alpha and Omega. Upon reading the names, Dabi snickers under his breath. 

"What's so funny?" Toga asks, raising her eyebrow. 

"Don't worry about it. Come on, the line's moving," Dabi ushers her forward, rolling his eyes. The trio reach the cast member, who directs them into the next car lineup. 

"EEEK! I'm so excited!" Toga shrieks while Twice practically shakes with glee. Dabi absentmindedly taps on the gate as they see the coaster pull up, and their gates swing open. Twice sits in the front seat while Toga sits in the middle, leaving Dabi to climb into the back. They all pull down the lap bars as the rocket starts to move forward, and the cast member waves as they go into the tunnel. 

...

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Toga screams as the coaster swerves back and forth, climbing up and down in the darkness. Twice switches every other moment between laughing and screaming. Meanwhile, Dabi is looking around at all the fake comets and stars, smirking at the special effects and the feeling of the air whipping through his hair. He's definitely thankful he replaced his staples before the trip, otherwise he might've risked pulling one with all the jerking and speed. The coaster slows down through a blinking red tunnel, and Toga pouts. 

"Aw, it's over already?" Toga mutters, removing her hands from her Minnie ears. She was holding onto them for dear life only moments ago. Dabi sharply inhales and leans forward, holding the ears to her head just as the coaster suddenly jerks again so they don't fly off. 

"THANKS, DABI!" Toga cries out over the screams bouncing off the walls of the indoor coaster. She puts her hands back up on her head, and Dabi jokingly ruffles her hair as he lets go and leans back again. A few moments pass, and the coaster slows, curving down, and they begin to see light at the end of the tunnel. 

"WOW! THAT WAS SO FUCKING COOL! I'm never riding that again," Twice switches as the car stops and the lap bars raise. 

"TEACUP TIME! TEACUP TIME!" Toga shouts as they all scramble out of the carts. Toga and Twice link arms and begin skipping toward the exit walk-through while Dabi checks his phone. He has at least ten Snapchats from Hawks, and they're all pictures of him taking selfies with unsuspecting and oblivious Spinner and Shigaraki. At one point, it looks like Shigaraki is about to decay Hawks' wings in the background. Dabi groans before running after Toga and Twice. 

[lerknow]

Distraction~

Distraction Lee! Soobin Ler! Yeonjun

"Comfort After a Scary Movie" Week 3 of Crow's TickleTober

Synopsis: Soobin is made to watch a horror movie with his members in honour of halloween month. He doesn't do well but Yeonjun helps keep his mind off the film.

Warnings: This is Tickle Fiction, Scary Movies

©LerKnow Don’t repost, copy or re-write in any way

Masterlist

"No horror. I repeat, No horror-" 

"C'mon Soobin, It's October. You have to get into the spooky mood, at least a little,"

Yeonjun teases, trying to convince the Scardy cat of a bunny to watch the new Saw movie. 

"Yeah, just this once," Beomgyu pouts, trying his best puppy eyes on Soobin. 

Soobin huffs back, clearly not having whatever Beomgyu was pulling. Why couldn't they just watch it without him later? 

4 out of 5 members were waiting for free time to finally catch up with the franchise, with tonight being the perfect time. They finally had their well-deserved time off, and they wanted to use it wisely. 

"There is no 'mood' I want to be in other than calm. Let's just watch a Disney movie or something." 

"Booooring!" Kai chimes in, earning a few laughs from the group, which were easily drowned out by his own

As the leader, Soobin usually had at least a little bit of authority, but when it came to movie nights, everyone seemed to forget his position. Throwing it all away to be the first one to the remote. The youngest's always pulling the ‘maknae' card. 

"How about you just go make popcorn? I’ll pick a good one," Taehyun reaches over, snatching the remote from Beomgyu's grasp, which caused him to pout again with an exaggerated whine. 

Soobin nodded. Trusting Taehyun enough with the remote to honour his request, he made his way to the kitchen to make their snack. 

He took his time making two giant bowls of popcorn to be shared between the five of them. Being nice and mixing in extra melted butter. Soobin was getting excited; maybe they'll watch Encanto again or one of the classics. 

"Okay, so what movie did we-" Soobin stopped in his tracks, glaring at the tv screen in front of him. Against his wishes, Taehyun had put on, not the newest Saw, but the previous one. Soobin forgot how much Taehyun loved to mess with him too. 

"Before you get mad," Taehyun put his hands up in surrender. "It's all Beomgyu's fault." 

"NUH UH!" Beomgyu shouted, ready to argue. 

Soobin sighed, placing the bowls in the member's hands. He situated himself between Beongyu and Yeonjun on the couch, hiding his eyes in his hands. 

"Just... press play" Soobin mumbles to the group.

"Really?" Yeonjun gave Soobin a concerned look, as if to say 'are you really sure about that?' 

"I'll survive; don't worry." Soobin shoos them away with his hands, not wanting this discussion to go on any longer. The sooner they start, the sooner it ends.

The members were prepared to get chewed out by their leader for the suggestion alone, but that wasn't the outcome. They cheered silently and pressed play on their remote. Taehyun tosses it down onto the coffee table. 

Through the beginning of the movie, Soobin was determined to look anywhere but the screen. Pretending the half-eaten popcorn bowl was more interesting or how cool the ceiling was with all of those bumps. Every so often he would look up when he heard the member's reactions die down but every single time he regretted what he saw. 

Soobin sat in shock, looking straight down into his lap, refusing to look up if even something slightly unsettling was visible on the screen. 

"Hey Soobin," he heard Yeonjun's voice whisper close to him. It caught him off guard, almost sending the bowl into the air with his flinch. "You okay?" 

Soobin thought about it. Obviously, it wouldn't be good to lie and say everything was alright, but he also didn't want to make the members feel bad. He did originally say it was fine after all. 

"Yeah. Is the movie good?" Soobin reflected, focusing on Yeonjun instead of the screen. The flashing colours in his peripheral vision making him anxious.

"You don't look too okay.”

He could tell? He was the oldest; of course he could tell. With a sigh, Soobin nodded. They could all read each other like a book.

“I'm scared, but like… I just need a distraction; this bowl of popcorn is getting boring." Soobin moves the bowl to their coffee table. Immediately, being snatched by Kai from the floor.

“I can help; come here.” With a soft smile, Yeonjun let Soobin lay closer to him, hiding his view from the screen while a particularly horrifying scene played out. 

Soobin appreciated moments like this with his members. Not so much the movie, but how much they care for each other like family. 

Soobin was comfortable now, nearly too comfortable, almost falling asleep against Yeonjun's shoulder as he rubbed his back, almost on instinct. 

It was fine for a while, until the sounds of the movie caught Soobin's attention. Cringing in his seat, Soobin blocked his view with his hands again, making sure he wasn’t able to see whatever horrific thing the directors decided to add.

While he was focused on the sounds, Soobin was caught off guard by a new but familiar feeling. The firm hand he felt against his back shifted into softer claw hands. Nails gently scraping across the surface of Soobin's shirt. As much as it was calming, Soobin couldn't suppress a shiver at the now ticklish feeling.

Soobin was never the most ticklish member, but every single time, Yeonjun seemed to find his weak spots. Soobin melted into the couch, trying not to give away his reactions. Pressing his lips together firmly as he faced the back of the couch.

What Soobin didn't know was this was all on purpose and not an accident due to lack of attention. Yeonjun wasn’t lying when he said he would help with a distraction. He didn’t exactly say what kind of distraction, though.

Yeonjun continued his almost painfully slow tickling to Soobin's back, earning a few quiet giggles from time to time. Yeonjun kept switching between using his nails and the pads of his fingers to see which affected Soobin the most and kept his mind off of the now even worse noises coming from the speakers.

Yeonjun pretended to pay attention to the movie, now more entertained by Soobin's attempt at acting like he wasn't ticklish. He couldn't help but glance at him, shaking. To anyone else, it would look like he was that terrified by the movie but to Yeonjun, it was another story. He was trying not to laugh at the scene in front of him.

Yeonjun decided the subtlety was up, jabbing quite roughly against Soobin's ribs, which ripped a loud squeak from his throat at the same time as the movie played a terrifyingly loud scream. It was a successful attempt to distract Soobin into not being jumpscared by the movie instead. Soobin didn’t even realize it either.

A little embarrassed, Soobin covered his mouth while Yeonjun continued to pester him with pokes. Now knowing Yeonjun was doing it willingly, he felt 10 times more vulnerable to the ticklish feeling now trailing down his sides. 

Soobin was currently trying his best to stay still while Yeonjun squeezed him like a stress ball. Almost kicking Beomgyu, who was still beside him. Somehow, he hadn’t caught on. Maybe he did notice and was pretending as if he didn't. No, he knew Beomgyu, and Beomgyu would definitely not let a moment like this go by without playing along. 

"Are you doing good now?" Yeonjun checked in on Soobin, chuckling at the way he froze before nodding without looking up. Clearly not wanting to see either the screen or Yeonjun's pleased face,

"The movie's over, by the way," Yeonjun whispers to Soobin, stopping his ticklish distraction. Soobin untwists himself from the position he somehow wiggled himself into, blinking at the blank screen. 

"Finally, it’s over-" 

"Hey guys, do you wanna watch the next one now?" Beomgyu asks the group, looking towards Soobin as if asking for his permission only. 

Soobin sighs towards Yeonjun, knowing exactly what was coming next. 

"Fine, I don't mind." Soobin turned back around to ignore the screen yet again as Yeonjun started up his little distraction again.

Masterlist 🎃

[eteledhasanaxe]

Thinking about TAOM and what if roles of characters were swapped where they were from different source materials and it's driving me crazy

Albie - Anime

Giorgio - Disney Prince

Winn - Detective Dating Sim or somethin

Souske - Adventure Fantasy Show (or whatever Adventure Time is labeled as)

Then extra mentions being:

OC - The artist!

Pip - First Original Character

I really wanna do these but my artistic abilities end at drawing different styles

I had vivid ideas of them and their traits in my head at one point and I'm gonna write them down as best as I can

. . .

Albie! 👑 → 🗡️

Would probably have an outfit similar to Souske's, probably in some shades of light blue and not pink?

Two daggers mayhaps instead of a sword (she strikes me as a dagger girl idk)

Hair held up in a bun with like the chopstick holders if you've seen those

She can use her original voice or a dubbed version so everyone can understand her. She sounds a bit over-exaggerated and not in an epic way when she uses her dub voice so when she's monologuing, she uses her original voice because she wants to sound cool

. . .

Giorgio! 🔎 → 👑

Cool little prince outfit, dark brown + gold accents, maybe other dark colors too idk

I want him to have a little hair halo. Just a tiny swoop. Please I need thi

He still carries around a magnifying glass because c'mon, it's funny

. . .

Winn! 🧭 → 🔎

Still have a bear paw hat but it's like the hat thing Giorgio wears ig you know

She's got a similar color scheme to her og design but its a bit toned down in intensity? Less saturated

Always has a bag of mini cupcakes at the ready to snack on during investigations, they never seem to run out. Sort of like Ema Skye's Snackoos (kaa-tonk)

. . .

Sousuke! 🗡️ → 🧭

Adventure outfit scaled in purples and blues

Still has his headband but maybe with paw prints on the sides or something yk?

Has a cool adventure sword. He doesn't use it often but it's there

. . .

OC! 📘 → ✍️

Name would probably be Oliver or somethin? Basically all I can think of

. . .

Pip! ✍️ → 📘

Might still be called OC because. That makes sense I think

Grayscaled except for her hair, which is colored brown

Wields artist supplies, gotta keep some of that Pip in her!

. . .

... Hmm.

Note: this has been brewing in my head for a while. As is evident from the date of the draft

[sanderstime]

My favorite headcanons, Dark Side Edition

Orange Side: "wow, you're including him?"

Yeah I know, I'm so great for doing so. - He is an instigator, he causes fights and debates constantly by blurting out an opinion he knows the other sides will hate just so he has an excuse to yell (he thinks it's fun.)

-He's naturally a loud guy, his whispers are barely quieter than normal talking.

-His handwriting is TERRIBLE. No one can really read it, except Remus because he taught him how to decode it. Just so he can annoy Janus when he can't figure it out.

-Remus and Janus are his best friends, and he specifically loves to make Logan mad.

-He's tried to make Patton mad and has only succeeded once, and never again. He keeps trying though.

-Loves spicy things. Probably eats takis for breakfast.

-dyes his hair flaming hot-Cheeto ass red, and he's iconic for it.

-He wears leather jackets... yeah...yeah he does.

-Cronus. that is his name ty

Remus:

Where.... where do I even BEGIN

-He's slightly taller than Roman and holds it over him constantly "Oh you can't reach the top shelf? let the BIGGER brother get it for you."

-Remus definitely writes fanfiction. Thats it.

-He is very musically gifted with instruments, especially the Tuba. He will convince Roman to perform with him and make him sing along to his tuba for 'brotherly bonding.'

-The first one to get lost if they went to an amusement park together, Logan would have the map and then turn around to see Remus is already missing.

-Dude is weirdly extremely flexible, like nearly contortionist-level of flexibility.

-he made a deal to marry Janus if they were single by 40. He initiated it and bothered him until Janus sighed and went "Fineeee."

-Like Roman, he sings on a daily basis, just... a lot more purposefully obnoxious.

-He likes to go into Romans room and make things just out of place, like stealing a single bulb from his fairy lights or moving things slightly to the left.

-He loves to play hide and seek, sometimes he'll just hide for no reason until someone finds him and screams when he gets scared.

-He also loves Disney, but he likes bringing up the disturbing behind-the-scenes facts that he knows.

-He actively thinks about the Roman Empire, as a joke.

-He does his makeup too, and he often does Romans' makeup too- it's one of the few parts of the day when they don't argue at all.

Janus:

-Despite loving snakes, he actually has pet rats. Two of them.

-He's the kind of guy to start a fight between two people and then begin recording when it escalates "Oooh did he just call you that? You going to let that slide?"

-In AU's where they have powers, I like him having the ability to shapeshift into people he makes a connection with. So when he finally opens up with someone he transforms into them and back to his normal self to prove that he cares y'know...

-He does care a lot, even though he fights often with the other sides he sees them all as his friends. Remus will always be who he's closest with.

-He and Virgil being bitter exes makes sense. idk it just does. I don't make the rules.

-His favorite board game is Secret Hitler. Because he is great at it.

-Birds creep him out, he doesn't like how they look up close and how loud they can be.

-Made a fake account posting fake science facts and tagging Logan, so Logan will go on long tangents about how wrong he is. Then he will reply with "Nope."

-Every time someone asks him to hand them something he will say "No." and hand it to them anyway.

-Makes sure everyone is taking care of themselves, he may not get along with everyone all the time but at the end of the day, he makes sure they are properly taken care of.

-would definitely get a two-headed snake tattoo.

- he NEEDS snakebites, like... c'mon.

[luckyduckwrites]

Remembrance Chapter 1-9: The Infernal Internship of Mark Beaks!

Fandom: DuckTales (Cartoon 2017)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Lena (Disney: DuckTales)/Original Female Character(s), Della Duck (Disney) & Original Character(s), Huey Duck (Disney) & Original Female Character(s), Louie Duck (Disney) & Original Female Character(s), Dewey Duck (Disney) & Original Character(s)

Characters: Lena (Disney: DuckTales), Della Duck (Disney), Original Female Character(s), Webby Vanderquack, Huey Duck (Disney), Dewey Duck (Disney), Louie Duck (Disney)

Additional Tags: Mentioned Della Duck (Disney), Canon Autistic Character, Canon Disabled Character, Protective Siblings, Brother-Sister Relationships, POV First Person, Original Character-centric, POV Original Female Character, Childhood Trauma, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Slow Romance, Slow To Update, Friends to Lovers

Summary:

My name is Izzy, and I'm Donald Duck's niece. I'm 6 years older than my brothers Huey, Dewey, and Louie, and we all grew up together on the houseboat. My brothers are incredibly mischevious and are always causing trouble, so they can never be left alone, but Uncle Donald almost never lets me babysit them. One day, he brings us to meet our Uncle Scrooge, the richest duck in the world! He seems vaguely familiar, almost like I've seen him before, but that can't be possible. I've never seen him on TV, so where could I have possibly seen him before?

**AO3 & Wattpad links in masterpost pinned to the top of the blog**

Uncle Scrooge brought me, Huey, and Dewey to the Duckburg Billionaire's Club with the promise he'd take us to the store after. Glomgold ended up being there, and they started some sort of staring contest, which has been going on for an hour. I've just been listening to music quietly and playing on my phone, waiting for it to be over.

I pull out one of my earbuds as Huey asks, "Are we going to the store, or..."

Scrooge says, "Quiet. I'm in the middle of a vision-based battle of wills."

Dewey asks, "So it's a staring contest?"

Glomgold starts looking away, explaining, "It's not just a staring contest. It's a -" He realizes what he's doing and looks at Scrooge again, exclaiming, "Nice try McDuck, but your family bickering will never get me to look away. Never!"

I look at Dewey, saying, "Yes, Dew. It's a staring contest."

An usher walks in and leads me, Huey, and Dewey to the door, saying, "Excuse me, this area of the Duckburg Billionaire's Club is only for our elite members. The creme de la creme, the finest ducks in Duckburg."

As he opens the door and we leave the room, Mark Beaks enters.

Huey gasps, "Is that...?"

Mark Beaks nonchalantly responds, "Yup."

The door shuts behind him, and the usher places us in the 'kid-check' area despite me not being a kid. Mark Beaks has been in the news a lot lately with his mysterious Project Ta-Dah being revealed soon. He's been gaining popularity lately on social media. Huey idolizes him, and I kinda get why.

Huey is very interested in robotics and engineering lately, so Mark Beaks being incredibly successful in that field really speaks to him. I just don't feel all that drawn to his personality. Even on social media, he comes off as arrogant and controlling, so I don't really understand why he's so popular. Maybe that's just me, though. I kind of have a tendency to read too far into things.

Huey exclaims, "That was Mark Beaks! He's right in there! Oh man, I'm almost breathing the same air as him!" He inhales deeply, adding, "Oh, inginuity."

Dewey says, "C'mon, like I couldn't be a young, influential business guy!" Huey laughs, and I deadpan a look at him. Dewey asks, "What?"

Huey says, "Oh, ohh... You were serious? It's just, you're more the 'crazy, irresponsible fun guy' than the 'serious, brilliant, successful guy'."

I keep giving Huey the same look as Dewey says, "You don't know! At least I'm not the 'guy who reads about people who do stuff' guy. I could be a bigger deal than Beaks in three years tops."

He grabs the helmet from the suit of armor next to him and puts it on as the armor collapses.

He says to the usher, "I'll pay for that in three years. I am very sorry."

I ask my brothers, "Why are you both being so rude to each other today? I swear, you guys are best friends one minute and at each other's throats the next."

Dewey shrugs, saying, "It's just a brother thing, I guess." Huey nods in agreement.

Beaks walks backward out the door, exclaiming, "Keep makin' dat money, y'all. See you in two million dollars and counting!" He closes the door and mutters, "Stuck-up old money duddies. Don't even have a social media presence."

Dewey says, "Mr. Beaks, I'm Dewey, future astronaut, president, and -"

Huey interrupts him, exclaiming, "Can you sign this? You're my hero and a genius!"

I roll my eyes at my brothers and simply say, "And I'm their older sister. It's a pleasure to meet you, sir."

Beaks says, "You three! I like how much you like me. That shows real smarts. Come by the offices, and I'll hook you up with a tour. Maybe an after-school job?"

He does finger guns at us until Huey asks, "You mean it?"

Dewey says, "Sure, why not?"

I say, "Might as well."

Beaks says, "Awesome sauce. I'll text you. Internship starts mañana!"

He walks off, and Uncle Scrooge leaves the room after a few minutes, his eyes red from staring. We go to the store and pick up some groceries, then head home as planned. The rest of the day is pretty mundane. The next day, Launchpad drove us to Waddle for our internships.

I tell Launchpad, "I'll give you a call when we need to get picked up, okay?"

Launchpad responds, "Yes ma'am, Dewey's sister."

As he drives off, I exclaim, "It's Izzy, not- Oh, whatever."

Dewey has a briefcase with him, but I'm not sure where he got it from.

Huey says, "Let's see... Can-do attitude, check. Professional posture, check. Completed checklist, check. Wow, I can't believe we get to be interns at Waddle for Mark Beaks!"

I say, "Well, this would be my first job. It'd be nice to earn some money outside of chores."

Dewey shrugs, saying, "Yeah, I'm mostly doing it to show off this bad boy."

He pats his briefcase, and Huey asks, "What is that?"

Dewey responds, "Oh, this? It's just my super serious business briefcase. What brilliant business secrets is he hiding in there? Who knows?"

I tease him, "You can't open the lock, can you?"

Dewey responds, "Nope."

Beaks greets us at the entrance riding a hoverboard, "Welcome to Waddle, where imagination and innovation get married and have babies!" He claps hands with an app on his phone, then explains, "Digital high-five app so you never have to get left hanging or, you know, have to touch anyone. Come, roll with Beaks."

He leads us on a tour, and the first things we see are trampolines with different tensions.

He explains, "Here are the high-impact trampolines, the low-impact trampolines, and of course, the no impact trampolines. Those are fun."

Later in the tour, we watch an employee going down a slide to the lower floor, exclaiming in delight, "Woo hoo hoo hoo!"

Beaks explains, "Slides are the new stairs."

Dewey says, "Huh. That's actually pretty cool."

Huey says, "If by cool, you mean statistically proven to increase employee productivity. Heh, this guy."

I ask, "But wouldn't you still need stairs to get up floors?"

Beaks shrugs, and we then stop at a secretary's desk.

He says, "Oh, and before you ask, yeah, it's all made of candy. You're welcome."

Dewey licks a stapler, and I recoil in disgust as he exclaims, "Ooh, wow!"

I exclaim, "Ugh! Why would you do that? You don't know where it's been!"

Dewey rolls his eyes as he says, "Whatever. Who knew work could be so awesome?"

Beaks grabs the stapler and responds, "Mark Beaks did. Blammo!"

He drops the stapler, and it shatters on the floor.

Dewey smiles, saying, "He talks the way I want to live!"

Beaks gives us each a hat with propellers on the top, saying, "Here are your official Waddle Trainee Beanies. Congratulations, weenies! Oh, P.S., there's only space for two interns, so one of you is going home by the end of the day. Cool? Cool. Beaks out!"

He leaves, and I say to my brothers, "I could go home and let you guys have the internship. I'm not super into competing over this in the first place."

Huey says, "Izzy, you're fine. Besides, Dewey didn't want it anyway, so I'll tell Mr. Beaks to give it to us."

Dewey says, "Oh, no, no, no, no. Sliding my way to billions? Licking other people's stuff? It's everything I never knew I always wanted. I am in!"

I say, "An internship is about work, not play."

Huey adds, "Yeah, this is more than just goofing around."

Dewey ignores us and slides down the slide, exclaiming, "Weeee!"

Huey deadpans, "You're doing it wrong. This is supposed to be efficient, not fun. Wee."

I shrug and slide down after them, giggling as I slide down. I don't go on slides a lot anymore, but it brings up memories of when I was younger with Mom. I would always slide down, then climb back up the slide. Mom would try to catch me, and when she did, she would chase me around the playground. I frown as I remember. Memories with Mom have been bittersweet since she's been gone.

Huey looks back at me and asks, "Are you okay, Izzy?"

I respond, "I'm fine. I just had a Mom memory again."

Huey gave me a hug, making me smile again. He held my hand, and we walked over to where Dewey was. An assistant gave us each Waddle a tablet that displayed identical checklists for us to follow through the day.

Huey says, "Ooh, task lists! This is a place of dreams!" He then looks at Dewey with a sly look, saying, "Oh, I don't know, Dewey. This looks like a bunch of boring business guy tasks. You're not really equipped to handle them, so-"

Dewey interrupts him, saying, "And lose this internship to you? Izzy, you're practically a shoe-in since you're older. Plus, this place has free snow cones!" He takes a snow cone and repeats, "Free snow cones."

I grab two and hand Huey one, and we start working after eating our snow cones. Our first task was typing up inventory reports and keeping track of what was getting more sales. Our second task was taking calls, and Huey was getting a lot of calls. We were told to say, 'Thank you for calling Waddle, please hold' and transfer them to the department that could help them, like for technical issues, complaints, etc.

Dewey was kicked back on his chair, saying, "Yup, yup, I totally get it. I hate talking on the phone, too, so that's why I kick my feet up, I'm leaning back -"

Huey asks, "Who are you talking to?"

Dewey nervously responds, "Oh, um, Bus... iness... man... ning... ton... son?"

Huey pulls Dewey away, and I put the phone on speaker.

We hear a dial tone as Dewey says, "Ooh, you just missed him."

Our next task was to take lunch orders, and Huey and I were writing down what people wanted.

I was in the middle of asking a woman what she wanted when Dewey yells, "I got pizza! Everybody loves pizza!"

The employees cheer, "New guy! New guy! New guy!"

I catch a glimpse of Huey looking sad and I head over to him.

I ask, "Hue, what happened?"

He responds, "Stupid Dewey is being called the stupid new guy. I'm also the new guy!"

I rustle his hair and smile, saying, "There's no use getting so worked up over it. Dewey's better with people, but you're better at being organized and getting the job done. What do you say we stop for ice cream after, huh? My treat."

He smiles and nods. After completing our checklists, Huey, Dewey, and I walked over to Beaks. He was leading an angry falcon on a tour like we got earlier.

Huey tries to get his attention, saying, "Excuse me, Mr. Beaks?"

Beaks said to the falcon, "I just tagged us together." I clear my throat loudly, and Beaks looks at us, asking, "Sup?"

Huey and I show him our completed checklists, and he says, "Mr. Beaks, here's our completed, color-coded, and categorized checklists. I even made categories for -"

Dewey interrupts, "I ordered everybody pizza."

Huey asks, "So who would you say is in the lead for the internship?"

Beaks responds, "Oh, uh, I guess you're tied." We suddenly heard an airhorn noise and dubstep music start on the speakers, and Beaks exclaims, "Oh, mandatory dance break!"

Dewey and the other employees danced, so Huey and I shrugged and tried to dance as well. I can't dance very well, but I at least try. After a few minutes, the music ends, and the other employees walk away and start working again.

Beaks says, "Listen, I've got your most important task yet: getting my 2:15 artisinal cold pressed coffee. Now, I want almond infused foam. Not almonds in my foam, infused foam. Understood?"

Dewey exclaims, "Coffee with stuff! Got it!"

Huey says, "You don't even know where it is!"

They both run off to the barista, but I speedwalk. After Lil Bulb chased Louie and I a few weeks ago, my knee has been getting worse, so I've been taking greater pains to not strain it. It takes about a minute to get to the barista, and Huey and Dewey were already getting their coffees. By the time they rushed off, I had just ordered mine.

I walked off once I got it, and noticed Dewey spilling some of his coffee as he ran back, and Huey walking slower than me and carefully, not spilling a drop. I was able to catch up with Huey pretty quickly, and we reached Beaks at the same time.

Beaks was on a rant that we just caught as we got there, "There's an order to things! My order! And I -"

Huey cut him off, saying, "Mr. Beaks! We both have your 2:15 coffee at exactly 2:15."

Beaks takes a sip out of both of our coffees, saying, "Ooh, yummy! Things got real for a second there, right?"

The falcon growled, "How is this not very real?"

Beaks brushed him off, leaning down to Huey and I, saying, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, one sec. Kids, what are your names?"

Huey says, "Huey, sir."

I add, "I'm Izzy."

Beaks says, "Ooh, don't love it."

He snaps his fingers, and an assistant brings over two gold-tinted hats just like the ones we're already wearing.

He hands one to Huey and one to me, saying, "How about brand new Waddle interns Huey and Izzy?"

I smile, and Huey says, "Acheive dream, check."

The falcon sighs, asking, "Now, can we finally get to Project Ta-Dah?"

Beaks ignores him, leaning down to Dewey, asking, "Woah, is that an ironically fancy briefcase in my super chill work environment?"

Dewey nervously responds, "Uh, yes?"

Beaks asks, "What's going on in there? Like, brilliant business secrets?"

Dewey responds, "You know it!"

Beaks says, "Very chill. Oh, I like how you roll. You are my new Vice President of Fancy Business. Interns, you now report to him. Boom! Beaks out!"

Huey and I exclaim in unison, "What?!"

Dewey exclaims, "Yes! Faked it, maked it."

I roll my eyes and correct, "Made, not maked."

Dewey says, "Whatever. I didn't even know this was my life's dream until today."

Huey says, "But... how did I win and still lose? I worked so hard and had so many completed checklists! Do you need me to get a briefcase? 'Cause I can go get one and become the Vice President of Being Chill. 'Cause I'm chill. I'm straight chilling! Like a villain even!"

Huey's eye started twitching, and I tried to get him to calm down, but he was pushing me away.

Dewey said, "Oh no, Huey's broken."

I facepalm as Huey continues, "Or I can be the Chief Manager of Being Broken! 'Cause anyone can just be anything!" He starts tossing things around, saying, "Look at me, everybody! Now I'm the Duke of Making a Mess!"

He climbed onto a nearby desk and started biting it, breaking off pieces.

Dewey exclaimed, "Watch out for the Duke!" As guards neared, I finally managed to grab Huey and hold him back from doing further damage. I saw the falcon punching the guards away, and Beaks casually taking pictures.

He says, "Oh, I missed that last punch. Could you prop him back up and do it again?"

The falcon exclaims, "No more games! You're all my captives now."

Wait, what? I set Huey down in shock, and he plops on his butt.

The falcon points to Dewey, "You, Vice President, take me to Project Ta-Dah."

Dewey nervously says, "Yes, of course, sure. Uh..."

Huey, more calm than earlier, asks, "Seriously?"

Dewey shrugs and nervously smiles. I pull up a map of the building on my Waddle tablet, showing them.

Huey points, saying, "It's that way."

Dewey says, "It's that way. Of course, it's that way. Sorry, it's my first day, but uh... go this way."

I feel myself shutting down. Being a captive isn't exactly a stress-free situation, and I don't do well with stress. Huey notices how I'm acting, and holds my hand to ground me. We finally make it to a huge warehouse area.

Beaks swings the door open, saying, "Welcome to the cutting edge of the latest technology. See that in the air? What is that? It's called magic."

The falcon growls, "Open the vault. Now."

Beaks sighs, saying, "Ugh, fine. I'll 'finally take you to Project Ta-Dah'. Blah! Menacing man, small children, prepare yourselves for my greatest invention."

He opens the vault door to reveal an empty room.

The falcon exclaims, "What? Nothing?"

Beaks smugly says, "Everything you think it is, and nothing you're expecting!"

Dewey says, "You got the nothing part right."

Huey asks, "So Project Ta-Dah is a hoax?"

Beaks exclaims, "Ta dah! I build hype for a fake project, everyone invests in my company, kablam! I'm a billionaire!"

The falcon growls, "This is ridiculous. I'm calling my employer."

He calls a number, and Beaks's phone rings.

He picks up the phone, saying, "Go for Beaks."

The falcon exclaims, "Ugh, you've got to be kidding me! Why would you hire me to steal something that doesn't exist?!"

Dewey said, "So he gets to say Project Ta-Dah was stolen, but he still keeps the money!"

Beaks says, "See? Fancy Business gets it. Why actually put in the hard work if inventing something when I can just tell everybody I did. Fake it 'til you make it, right?" We hear a notification sound, and he shows us his phone, continuing, "And become a billionaire! Buh-bam! Just crossed the mark. Aw, count them zeros! One! Two! Three! Four! Five- blah, I'm bored. You get it. And it's all thanks to you, bud. Get over here. Selfington!"

He took a selfie with the falcon.

Huey says, "I can't believe I looked up to you."

Dewey adds, "You and your whole company are as fake as Project Ta-Dah."

Beaks smugly says, "Maybe, but the money and the buzz are very, very real. I just got so many followers!" The falcon growls, and Beaks says to him, "Gravesie, there's a helicopter waiting for you on the roof. You know what? Keep the beanie."

Graves growls, "I do not like being lied to!"

He picks up Beaks by the back of his shirt, and Beaks says, "Ooh, this is fun. Where are we going?"

Graves responds, "To the roof, so I can toss you off it!"

My brothers and I followed after them, having to run up the stairs to keep up. I pulled them both with me behind a box. I started hyperventilating from stress as I saw Beaks being dangled off the side of the building. He's arrogant and a scammer, but he doesn't deserve to die! Huey was still holding my hand, and he was trying to get me to look at him. I finally did, and started calming down.

He said, "Look, Beaks is fine now. See?"

I saw Beaks standing on the roof away from the ledge as Dewey said, "We gotta save Beaks, right? I mean, he's the worst, but it's the right thing to do."

Huey angrily asked, "Why? I'm sure your biggest favorite friend will just fake his way through it like everything else."

Dewey says, "Okay, first off, that's not what B.F.F. stands for. And secondly, guys like him, guys like me, we have to put on a show and fake it because smart guys like you both are so good at making it."

I'm finally calm enough to think, and I smile at Dewey.

He continues, "We don't need this, we need... a checklist. In fact, here's a checklist for how to get through this. One, get a plan. Two, ask Huey for a plan. Three, do you have a plan yet? Because, honestly, I don't know how checklists work."

Huey thinks for a few seconds, then says, "I got it." He tells us his plan, then tries to get Graves's attention, exclaiming, "Hey, Graves! Over here!"

Following Huey's plan, I push Dewey out into Graves's view.

Dewey says, "This is dumb. I hate this plan."

Beaks takes his phone back from Graves while he's distracted, saying, "Ha ha, I win! Oh gross, your dumb fingerprints smudged my screen."

He wipes his phone screen on his sleeve, and Huey says, "Now, go be Dewey!"

Dewey and Graves start fighting, and Dewey keeps trying to hit him with him briefcase.

Dewey exclaims, "Take this! And all of these!"

Graves says, "Time out! We have to take off these stupid hats. It's humiliating."

Dewey takes his hat off, tossing at Graves as he exclaims, "Time in!"

I say, "Dewey, whatever you do, do not tell Graves what's in the briefcase!"

Graves catches the briefcase, asking, "What is in the briefcase?"

Dewey says, "Oh, this briefcase? Just a bunch of fancy business secrets. Very hush-hush. You see the lock?"

Graves takes the briefcase from Dewey, saying, "Give me that. What's the code?"

Dewey says, "Try 1111."

Graves tries it, and it fails.

He says, "No."

Dewey says, "Mmmkay, 2222?"

Graves fails again, exclaiming, "No!"

Dewey says, "Right, of course not. 3333?"

Graves says, "Alright, now you're just guessing."

Huey asks, "Have you tried the factory default?"

Graves starts fiddling with the combination as Dewey responds, "Of course I have."

The briefcase opens, bursting out with money. Graves falls off of the roof but lands safely on a trampoline.

He yells, "That's it, I'm done! And I'm untagging myself from all those photos!"

He walks off, and Huey chuckles, exclaiming, "That's gotta be $20 million!"

I ask, "Where did you get a briefcase full of money?"

Dewey responds, "Next to the suit of armor in the Billionaire's Club. That place needs more security."

Beaks walks over to us, asking, "Sup over here?"

Huey responds, "Um, we just saved your life."

Beaks says, "Right. Hey, so obviously, I have to fire you guys because you know the secret of Project Ta-Dah, and if you tell anybody, I'll just say you're lying because you're mad I fired you. Cool? Cool."

I say, "Actually, legally, you have to give us either a two-weeks notice with a written reason for being fired or a severance package."

Beaks smugly responds, "But since you've been hired for less than a day, I didn't have time to file paperwork, so there's no evidence that you worked for me in the first place."

I frown, then smile as I look at my brothers.

I gesture my head toward Beaks, saying, "Do your worst."

They smile back, and Dewey snatches Beaks's phone from his hands and starts typing something on Chatter.

He reads aloud as he types, "'My face looks like a butt'. And... sent."

He gives the phone to Huey, a smug smile on his face and his arms proudly crossed over his chest.

Beaks asks, "Seriously? That's your big plan? Who even cares about what -"

Huey interrupts him, exclaiming, "It already has a thousand likes!"

Beaks exclaims, "What? No! No! I can't delete it now! Give it back! Give it back!"

Huey drops the phone off of the building, and we watch Beaks jump off the ledge to grab his phone. He types something on Chatter, then curls up in the fetal position, hugging his phone. He falls onto the same trampoline Graves did, landing on his face on the ground and dropping his phone.

After seeing that Beaks was okay, I say, "Well, let's get out of here. I did promise Huey we'd get ice cream. I'll give Launchpad a call to come pick us up."

Huey and Dewey grab my hands, pulling me along to the slides. Once we're finally back outside, they let go of my hands so I can call Launchpad, both of them bouncing from excitement. He comes and picks us up, and we get some ice cream, then head home. All in all, a pretty successful day.

[pianodogdodge]

United Universes Tour 2024! Lets Get it started!

Ami- "LETS GET IT STARTED..!!! IN HERE!!!!!\

Turns out they joined Marco Tom and Dipper for the next one!!!!

The beat played for LETS GET IT STARTED!!! :3

Marco- And the bass keeps runnin', runnin' and runnin', runnin' Marco and Tom- And runnin', runnin' and runnin', runnin'

All of them-! And runnin', runnin' and runnin', runnin' And runnin', runnin, and runnin', runnin' and

Tom- In this context, there's no disrespect So when I bust my rhyme, you break yo necks We got five minutes for us to disconnect From all intellect and let the rhythm effect To lose this inhibition, follow your intuition Free your inner soul and break away from tradition 'Cause when we be out, girlies pull they weave out You wouldn't believe how we wow  out Burn it 'til it's burned out, turn it 'til it's turned out Actin' up from north, west, east, south!!

Marco- Everybody (Yeah), everybody (Yeah) Let's get into it (Yeah), get stupid (Come on) Get it started (Come on), get it started (Yeah) Get it started

Let's get it started (Hah) Let's get it started in here Let's get it started (Hah) Let's get it started in here Let's get it started (Hah) Let's get it started in here Let's get it started (Hah) Let's get it started in here, yeah

Tom- Lose control of body and soul Don't move too fast, people, just take it slow Don't get ahead, just jump into it Y'all hear about it, the Peas will do it Get started, get stupid Don't worry about it, people, we'll walk you through it Step by step like an infant new kid Inch by inch with the new solution Transmit hits with no delusion The feeling's irresistible and that's how we movin'!!

Marco- (Yo) Everybody (Yeah), everybody (Yeah) Let's get into it (Yeah) and get stupid (Come on) Get it started (Come on), get it started (Yeah) Get it started

Let's get it started (Hah) Let's get it started in here Let's get it started (Hah) Let's get it started in here Let's get it started (Hah) Let's get it started in here Let's get it started (Hah) Let's get it started in here, yeah!!

Tom and Marco- (And the bass keeps runnin', runnin' and runnin', runnin') C'mon y'all, let's get coo-koo, uh-huh, let's get, we coo-koo in here Wild out, get coo-koo, uh-huh, let's get, we coo-koo in here Wild out, get coo-koo, uh-huh, let's get, we coo-koo in here (Oh, oh, oh) Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya

Ami and Yumi- Let's get ill, that's the deal At the gate and we'll bring the bugged out drill (Just) Lose your mind, this is the time Y'all can't stand still, twist and bang your spine (Just) Bob your head like me, apl.de Up inside the club or in your Bentley Get messy, loud and sick Y'all mind pass normal on another head trip (So) Come them now, do not correct it Let's get ign'ant, let's get hectic!

Marco- Everybody, everybody (Yeah) Let's get into it (Yeah), get stupid (Come on) Get it started (Come on), get it started Get it started

Let's get it started (Hah) Let's get it started in here Let's get it started (Hah) Let's get it started in here Let's get it started (Hah) Let's get it started in here Let's get it started (Hah) Let's get it started in here, yeah (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)

All- Get coo-koo, uh-huh, we coo-koo in here Let's get coo-koo (Yeah, yeah), uh-huh, we coo-koo in here Wild out, get coo-koo (Yeah, yeah), uh-huh, we coo-koo in here (Oh, oh, oh) (Come on and say) Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya

And runnin', runnin' and runnin', runnin' And runnin', runnin' and runnin', runnin' And runnin', runnin' and...

Everyone was shocked but still it was not over yet!! What could be next?!!!

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(Credits to Black Eyed Peas, Disney, Hi Hi Puffy Ami Yumi, all image and video makers! :3)