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#muse: reagan
princessbxtch-rps · 2 years
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Tonight, You’re Perfect
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Reagan really hadn’t anticipated a day like today. One day home, and her life had completely changed, her world shifting on its axis. Cole had been gone before she woke up, and she spent the morning with her found family, filling Liz in on New York and reminiscing with the Fairfax sisters. It was odd, how quickly she could fall back into being with them. She hadn’t wanted to leave, but there was some important business she had to take care of before the bachelorette, involving a certain finance bro, and a hell of an apology to Winnie. The conversation went...well, not great. She’s sure it felt out of left field for him, for her to suddenly have opinions and thoughts and feelings. But she had been firm and clear with him, and the overwhelming heaviness on her chest lifted once it was over. Winnie had been a lot easier, surprisingly, seeming all too pleased with the sudden turn of events. 
She had spent nearly the whole day they were getting ready making not-so-subtle digs at Dan and even-less-subtle innuendos about Cole and her. Even now, five years later, Winnie was firmly on team Cole and Reagan. Reagan tried to laugh it off, but she couldn’t help the butterflies that turned in her stomach. Last night, just her and Cole and in that kitchen...it had felt right. It had awakened things in her she had long ago buried. He had always been in her mind, in some way, but now she was filled with him. 
Reagan had been lost in thought as they all took pictures, the pulsating music filling the cabin they had rented out. The whole room sparkled, from the glistening decorations, to the glittery drinks, to the shining material she was currently wearing. They were all decked out, every girl wearing something shiny. She was currently in a glittery gold dress and black platform boots, hair cascading around her shoulders in loose curls. She felt ridiculous, but what Winnie wanted, Winnie got. She owe her quite a lot after last nights festivities. “To Winnie!” She giggled out, raising the sparkly shot and cheersing the group. Just as quick as the shot was done, the doors were pushed open, the groom and his friends barreling in. She couldn’t help the wide grin that spread over her face as she saw Cole, her lips against his cheek flashing across her mind. But then she remembered, or rather was forced to remember, the other bridesmaid with a pretty recent history with Cole. Shelby yelled out an excited squeal seeing him, and she took the opportunity to pour herself a stronger drink. Well, tonight definitely just got more interesting.
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ranger-legacy · 2 years
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Chase!
@paldeanteachers for Hassel for funsies
Muse: Reagan (pokemon verse)
“Gabite! Bolthund! C’mon guys, I can’t run that fast!” Reagan had let out her newly evolved Gabite out and he’d immediately engaged in a game of chase with her Bolthund. They’d both sped out ahead, leaving Reagan to run after them.
Finally both skidded to a stop, and Reagan herself ran right into Gabite before falling over.
“I’m tired...”
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rithalie-sideblog · 3 months
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Okay so
SPOILERS for INSIDE JOB and one more Disney show but I hope I am safe since it’s not exactly new.
The ending to Inside job CRUSHED ME.
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You know, Reagan and Ron? The least likely couple to be created? That turned out to be the absolute best pairing I could have ever hoped for? THEM.
I SO wanted them to end up happily, even in Appleton. Hell, they deserve it. So I had a stupid idea.
Maybe there’s a timeline where they did end up together?
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The one where they stayed in Appleton.
Because you know what I thought of when I looked at Appleton logo?
SPOILERS!
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Yeah it’s very very far-fetched. But just IMAGINE.
Ron and Reagan end up together.
They move in. They argue. They make up. They live somehow happily. They have KIDS.
A boy, who just knows there’s something out there - something he just needs to prove or discover. That’s just out of his reach.
And a girl, whose only idea for life is to be happy - truly, remarkably happy. Against all odds, against the very universe scheming to make her and her family unhappy.
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Maybe them?
Like I said, it’s far-fetched but I love the idea for Ron and Reagan escaping the shadow world, only for their kids to almost unleash eldritch horrors upon the earth.
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Because if there’s something Reagan’s kids and Randall’s grandchildren would do is make a deal with cosmic horror spirit and turn on strange machines in the basement.
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(yes I’m looking at you Mabel)
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We know twins are not related to uncle Stan (Hell, he may as well be Owl Lady’s ex from the Owl house - guy has his own set of relationship problems)
And we never saw their parents!
So what if Dipper and Mabel’s parents are Ron and Reagan? Maybe they did wipe their minds and raised the kids without a care about the shadow government?
You can’t tell me that Ron would be a bad father - guy has the father streak a mile long! He is patient with Reagan, he is reasonable, absolutely scared shitless about people he cares about and just wants them all safe! He would instal that hopeful streak in Mabel and keep feeding it because she is just what they need to keep color in their life. He is also snarky and Dipper definitely learned that from someone.
And Reagan? Socially unsure Reagan who has the habit of hyper fixating and losing touch with reality and would definitely pass that on to her son? She would try to be so gentle with Dipper and not crush his hopes and ideas because she would feel bad if she even tried. She could remember her dad as a mad scientist and most of all absent father but he also always nurtured her scientific growth. So let her nurture that in her own kids - most notably her son. And let her daughter make all the friends she could have. Just keep praising her - gOoOood work honey…? (Confused glance at Ron, as their daughter runs around with handmade embellishment gun for her sweaters. Ron just gives Reagan a thumbs up)
Let them just be good parents.
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Or even not-so-good-ones. After all, who sends their kids off to a relative on the other side of America for the whole summer without even background checking the guy?
Mayyyyybe parents who were just given their memories back and called to help in saving the world from another crisis?!
Or just terrible parents. Just because Ron and Reagan are great with one another, they still argue and they make mistakes. And they may try to do their best by their kids but also fuck up. They could and they probably would because which parent doesn’t fuck up sometimes?
Maybe they never got wiped and they tried to make their relationship work despite their jobs? And then BAM kids?
Or maybe Ron got wiped, and Reagan was pregnant already and her and Brett raised the kids until Ron came storming back into their lives (because I want them to be happy together - and he could beat the brainwash since he surely build some immunity by exposure over the years)
Man I just love the idea of Mabel and Dipper being Reagan’s kids. And just - living their best summer adventure life while their parents have to deal with one cosmic crisis after the other. And then Ron and Reagan realizing it’s their kids whom unleashed the cosmic horror upon the earth the moment they got some time for themselves!
Yeah, grandpa Rand would be proud.
And for anyone who says that Mabel and Dipper don’t look like Ron or Reagan - there are some possible options that explain the difference in noses (since it’s one of the things that set the kids apart from R&Rs).
Option 1: genetics - Mainly Ron’s parents having round noses.
Option 2: Ron and Reagan unable to have kids and using the donor or adopting (maybe a certain red-head with golden heart is the donor?)
Option 3: Brett being in the relationship with them both (my favorite)
Because look at them:
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I run out of space for pictures but puppet master Brett and puppet maker Mabel? They would be besties, if not family.
And the idea of Ron cultivating the optimism in Mabel still stands - he may not be the one who she gets it from but he will surely do his best to make his little girl happy and to keep her happy (her and his son and his wife - he is such a family man)
So…
TL;DR: What if, in one of the timelines, Mabel and Dipper Pines turned out to be Reagan and Ron’s children? :D
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exmcrtis · 5 months
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💚 GREEN HEART — our muses' familial relationship (reagan/pru)
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regegade · 11 months
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Happy (Late) Halloween!
I drew my fallout girlies and their boyfriend as barbies and ken
Yes my feed is still flooded with Barbie Movie shit, no i will not complain
Johan belongs to @sausage-candles
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timeguardians · 10 months
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“so… how did everything go?” [Nicki to Erin]
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A smile unfurls against the ADA's lips. "That would depend on whose side of the trial you were on." The answer is deliberately vague. "Let's just say, that by this time tomorrow, one LESS felon should be on the streets."
"How was school?"
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setitallaflame · 1 year
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@heksery’s Patrick: “You've got them fresh braincells.”
Reagan: “I’ve got one. We’re not on speaking terms.”
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locallibrarylover · 1 year
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uhm....
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reagandunne · 1 year
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princessbxtch-rps · 2 years
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Give me back my hometown
|| Six Months Later ||
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That night replayed in her mind for days after, until the words he said became like song lyrics, playing on a loop in her mind. At first they were overwhelming, filling her every thought, invading every moment. But over time she was able to push them into a box in the corner of her mind, only to come out in her weakest of moments and the late hours of the night. Her life with Dan, her boyfriend, had continued on. It felt like a perfect match more now than ever before. He was comfortable: she knew his patterns, knew he wouldn’t try climbing her fortress. The things he seemed to like most about her were things that weren’t even her - that she was docile, quiet, but beautiful enough to get his finance bros jealous. It was their arrangement: he had his freedom, she had her protective layer.
She had planned on continuing on like this for the foreseeable future. She had articles to focus on, having been promoted to a full-time writer. She mostly wrote for the website, but a few of her publications had made the magazine. She could have continued on like this, a shadow of her before…but fate had other plans. Or more specifically, Winnie, her closest female friend growing up. She had gotten engaged a year prior, and had asked Reagan to be in the wedding. Of course she had said yes, thinking seeing Cole again might not hurt that much. But then that night happened, and she never wanted to see him again. Winnie hadn’t taken her many excuses well, mostly because Reagan refused to tell her the true reason.
So here she was, at the local dive bar for the first night of the four-day long festivities; a welcome party, hosted by Winnie and her fiancé. Cole was here, and it took everything in her to not look at him. Instead she focused on her alcohol: a moscow mule here, a cape codder there, some straight up tequila shots. Dan had actually wanted to come, making some comment about wanting to make sure everyone knew she was his. A statement he had stuck to pretty closely. His hand had been on some part of her all night: holding the back of her neck as she talked with old classmates, above her knee as they sat at a booth, and wrapped around her waist, nails digging in when someone casually mentioned Cole. He knew of Cole; that they had been together briefly in high school, grew up together, and that he had been the one to show up in New York. That night had been one of the only times Dan was angry, and she did not want to see that again. “You know, Reagan, we had always thought you two would be the first to get married.” Dan pulled her even closer as a classmate made the comment, his hand moving slightly down to her ass. She sucked on her drink, desperately trying to keep calm. “Yeah, right. Have you seen her? He’s lucky he even got her once. I don’t plan on letting go anytime soon.” He laughed, and instead of feeling joy, Reagan’s stomach dropped. Even though her eyes were squarely focused on her drink, she could swear she felt a pair of eyes on her and Dan.
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ranger-legacy · 2 years
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“Okay, now I have got to travel to Paldea and catch myself a Cyclizar-and any other dragon pokemon they might have. It’s a must.”
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bittcrsuite · 4 months
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tag dump (cont.) !
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allstrawberrypoetry · 5 months
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@littletownastoria
Reagan's nerves were all wadded up in her stomach. It had taken a few weeks to get an audience with the supreme. Not that she had alluded to situation, only that she needed to speak to her.
It had started as an innocent summoning spell for a companion. She had thought that the spell would conjure up an animal, but she couldn't have been more wrong. The spell summoned a demon. To make matters worse, the spell belonged to her mother who was now dead. In her mother's journal, there was no spell to return the demon. At first, Reagan was freaking out about there being a demon in her house, but it turned out not so bad after all. The two of them got along decently enough. The witch had a theory as to why it summoned the demon instead of some cutesy animal.
Standing in front of the Supreme, Reagan gave a small smile before speaking. "I came seeking an audience with you to ask for your guidance." The idea of returning the demon was conflicting to Reagan. She had enjoyed having the company around her house. Before he was there, it was so quiet and lonely. "I may have summoned a demon.. And do not know how to return him." The witch paused to allow that to sink in, "That is why I'm seeking your guidance. I'm hoping that you will give me instructions on how to return him."
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deficd · 7 months
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@vuulpecula <3'd for a shippy starter and got Reagan!
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“Don’t you dare throw that snowba—goddammit!”
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writermuses · 1 year
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