#villains 2019 mickey

[emmyrosee]

Mickey

YOU’RE THE BEST THING THAT EVER HAPPENED TO ME.

fanfics

n/a

drabbles

Company and a Show

Out of a Funk

Sleepy Love

Stressed Out

Snuggles

Precious

Appointments

Christmas Cookies -dad!au

Aftermath

Trashy puns

Cuddling Rules

Timezone Calls

Can’t Sleep -roommate!au

   Morning After -roommate!au

Selfishly Affectionate

Stop Being so Cute

Leftovers

Few More Minutes

Breakfast

Tickle Fight

NSFW Content. Reader Discretion Advised. Minors DNI.

Mean 

Kinkier

Smacking

Road Head

First Time

Pegging

Begging to Touch

Mindless Words

Squirt

[the-atlantic-french-fry]

So…

Just saw that bill skarsgard is in john wick 4 and I know I don’t NEED so fall in love with another of his characters but it’s gonna happen

[mostlysignssomeportents]

It all started with a mouse

For the public domain, time stopped in 1998, when the Sonny Bono Copyright Act froze copyright expirations for 20 years. In 2019, time started again, with a massive crop of works from 1923 returning to the public domain, free for all to use and adapt:

https://web.law.duke.edu/cspd/publicdomainday/2019/

No one is better at conveying the power of the public domain than Jennifer Jenkins and James Boyle, who run the Duke Center for the Study of the Public Domain. For years leading up to 2019, the pair published an annual roundup of what we would have gotten from the public domain in a universe where the 1998 Act never passed. Since 2019, they've switched to celebrating what we're actually getting each year. Last year's was a banger:

https://pluralistic.net/2022/12/20/free-for-2023/#oy-canada

But while there's been moderate excitement at the publicdomainification of "Yes, We Have No Bananas," AA Milne's "Now We Are Six," and Sherlock Holmes, the main event that everyone's anticipated arrives on January 1, 2024, when Mickey Mouse enters the public domain.

The first appearance of Mickey Mouse was in 1928's Steamboat Willie. Disney was critical to the lobbying efforts that extended copyright in 1976 and again in 1998, so much so that the 1998 Act is sometimes called the Mickey Mouse Protection Act. Disney and its allies were so effective at securing these regulatory gifts that many people doubted that this day would ever come. Surely Disney would secure another retrospective copyright term extension before Jan 1, 2024. I had long arguments with comrades about this – people like Project Gutenberg founder Michael S Hart (RIP) were fatalistically certain the public domain would never come back.

But they were wrong. The public outrage over copyright term extensions came too late to stave off the slow-motion arson of the 1976 and 1998 Acts, but it was sufficient to keep a third extension away from the USA. Canada wasn't so lucky: Justin Trudeau let Trump bully him into taking 20 years' worth of works out of Canada's public domain in the revised NAFTA agreement, making swathes of works by living Canadian authors illegal at the stroke of a pen, in a gift to the distant descendants of long-dead foreign authors.

Now, with Mickey's liberation bare days away, there's a mounting sense of excitement and unease. Will Mickey actually be free? The answer is a resounding YES! (albeit with a few caveats). In a prelude to this year's public domain roundup, Jennifer Jenkins has published a full and delightful guide to The Mouse and IP from Jan 1 on:

https://web.law.duke.edu/cspd/mickey/

Disney loves the public domain. Its best-loved works, from The Sorcerer's Apprentice to Sleeping Beauty, Pinnocchio to The Little Mermaid, are gorgeous, thoughtful, and lively reworkings of material from the public domain. Disney loves the public domain – we just wish it would share.

Disney loves copyright's other flexibilities, too, like fair use. Walt told the papers that he took his inspiration for Steamboat Willie from Charlie Chaplin and Douglas Fairbanks, making fair use of their performances to imbue Mickey with his mischief and derring do. Disney loves fair use – we just wish it would share.

Disney loves copyright's limitations. Steamboat Willie was inspired by Buster Keaton's silent film Steamboat Bill (titles aren't copyrightable). Disney loves copyright's limitations – we just wish it would share.

As Jenkins writes, Disney's relationship to copyright is wildly contradictory. It's the poster child for the public domain's power as a source of inspiration for worthy (and profitable) new works. It's also the chief villain in the impoverishment and near-extinction of the public domain. Truly, every pirate wants to be an admiral.

Disney's reliance on – and sabotage of – the public domain is ironic. Jenkins compares it to "an oil company relying on solar power to run its rigs." Come January 1, Disney will have to share.

Now, if you've heard anything about this, you've probably been told that Mickey isn't really entering the public domain. Between trademark claims and later copyrightable elements of Mickey's design, Mickey's status will be too complex to understand. That's totally wrong.

Jenkins illustrates the relationship between these three elements in (what else) a Mickey-shaped Venn diagram. Topline: you can use all the elements of Mickey that are present in Steamboat Willie, along with some elements that were added later, provided that you make it clear that your work isn't affiliated with Disney.

Let's unpack that. The copyrightable status of a character used to be vague and complex, but several high-profile cases have brought clarity to the question. The big one is Les Klinger's case against the Arthur Conan Doyle estate over Sherlock Holmes. That case established that when a character appears in both public domain and copyrighted works, the character is in the public domain, and you are "free to copy story elements from the public domain works":

https://freesherlock.files.wordpress.com/2013/12/klinger-order-on-motion-for-summary-judgment-c.pdf

This case was appealed all the way to the Supreme Court, who declined to hear it. It's settled law.

So, which parts of Mickey aren't going into the public domain? Elements that came later: white gloves, color. But that doesn't mean you can't add different gloves, or different colorways. The idea of a eyes with pupils is not copyrightable – only the specific eyes that Disney added.

Other later elements that don't qualify for copyright: a squeaky mouse voice, being adorable, doing jaunty dances, etc. These are all generic characteristics of cartoon mice, and they're free for you to use. Jenkins is more cautious on whether you can give your Mickey red shorts. She judges that "a single, bright, primary color for an article of clothing does not meet the copyrightability threshold" but without settled law, you might wanna change the colors.

But what about trademark? For years, Disney has included a clip from Steamboat Willie at the start of each of its films. Many observers characterized this as a bid to create a de facto perpetual copyright, by making Steamboat Willie inescapably associated with products from Disney, weaving an impassable web of trademark tripwires around it.

But trademark doesn't prevent you from using Steamboat Willie. It only prevents you from misleading consumers "into thinking your work is produced or sponsored by Disney." Trademarks don't expire so long as they're in use, but uses that don't create confusion are fair game under trademark.

Copyrights and trademarks can overlap. Mickey Mouse is a copyrighted character, but he's also an indicator that a product or service is associated with Disney. While Mickey's copyright expires in a couple weeks, his trademark doesn't. What happens to an out-of-copyright work that is still a trademark?

Luckily for us, this is also a thoroughly settled case. As in, this question was resolved in a unanimous 2000 Supreme Court ruling, Dastar v. Twentieth Century Fox. A live trademark does not extend an expired copyright. As the Supremes said:

[This would] create a species of mutant copyright law that limits the public’s federal right to copy and to use expired copyrights.

This elaborates on the Ninth Circuit's 1996 Maljack Prods v Goodtimes Home Video Corp:

[Trademark][ cannot be used to circumvent copyright law. If material covered by copyright law has passed into the public domain, it cannot then be protected by the Lanham Act without rendering the Copyright Act a nullity.

Despite what you might have heard, there is no ambiguity here. Copyrights can't be extended through trademark. Period. Unanimous Supreme Court Decision. Boom. End of story. Done.

But even so, there are trademark considerations in how you use Steamboat Willie after Jan 1, but these considerations are about protecting the public, not Disney shareholders. Your uses can't be misleading. People who buy or view your Steamboat Willie media or products have to be totally clear that your work comes from you, not Disney.

Avoiding confusion will be very hard for some uses, like plush toys, or short idents at the beginning of feature films. For most uses, though, a prominent disclaimer will suffice. The copyright page for my 2003 debut novel Down and Out in the Magic Kingdom contains this disclaimer:

This novel is a work of fiction, set in an imagined future. All the characters and events portrayed in this book, including the imagined future of the Magic Kingdom, are either fictitious or are used fictitiously. The Walt Disney Company has not authorized or endorsed this novel.

https://us.macmillan.com/books/9781250196385/downandoutinthemagickingdom

Here's the Ninth Circuit again:

When a public domain work is copied, along with its title, there is little likelihood of confusion when even the most minimal steps are taken to distinguish the publisher of the original from that of the copy. The public is receiving just what it believes it is receiving—the work with which the title has become associated. The public is not only unharmed, it is unconfused.

Trademark has many exceptions. The First Amendment protects your right to use trademarks in expressive ways, for example, to recreate famous paintings with Barbie dolls:

https://www.copyright.gov/fair-use/summaries/mattel-walkingmountain-9thcir2003.pdf

And then there's "nominative use": it's not a trademark violation to use a trademark to accurately describe a trademarked thing. "We fix iPhones" is not a trademark violation. Neither is 'Works with HP printers.' This goes double for "expressive" uses of trademarks in new works of art:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rogers_v._Grimaldi

What about "dilution"? Trademark protects a small number of superbrands from uses that "impair the distinctiveness or harm the reputation of the famous mark, even when there is no consumer confusion." Jenkins says that the Mickey silhouette and the current Mickey character designs might be entitled to protection from dilution, but Steamboat Willie doesn't make the cut.

Jenkins closes with a celebration of the public domain's ability to inspire new works, like Disney's Three Musketeers, Disney's Christmas Carol, Disney's Beauty and the Beast, Disney's Around the World in 80 Days, Disney's Alice in Wonderland, Disney's Snow White, Disney's Hunchback of Notre Dame, Disney's Sleeping Beauty, Disney's Cinderella, Disney's Little Mermaid, Disney's Pinocchio, Disney's Huck Finn, Disney's Robin Hood, and Disney's Aladdin. These are some of the best-loved films of the past century, and made Disney a leading example of what talented, creative people can do with the public domain.

As of January 1, Disney will start to be an example of what talented, creative people give back to the public domain, joining Dickens, Dumas, Carroll, Verne, de Villeneuve, the Brothers Grimm, Twain, Hugo, Perrault and Collodi.

Public domain day is 17 days away. Creators of all kinds: start your engines!

If you'd like an essay-formatted version of this post to read or share, here's a link to it on pluralistic.net, my surveillance-free, ad-free, tracker-free blog:

https://pluralistic.net/2023/12/15/mouse-liberation-front/#free-mickey

Image: Doo Lee (modified) https://web.law.duke.edu/sites/default/files/images/centers/cspd/pdd2024/mickey/Steamboat-WIllie-Enters-Public-Domain.jpeg

CC BY 4.0 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/deed.en

[quinn-joseph]

VILLAINS (2019); dir. Dan Berk, Robert Olsen

Bill Skarsgård as Mickey

[cinemistery]

Mickey | Villains (2019)

[sheepinthebigcity]

Baby Show Villain Tournament: Round 2

Peep the Bracket!

We made it through our first round, and honestly, it was a ton of fun you guys! A bunch of people, followers and non, made this first round kind of awesome!!!

Of course, we lost a few that are really sad to me. Esteban and Orsino my beloveds. The Shuffler, who I got pretty attached to, without seeing the show. Odlulu, who Tabs got attached to without seeing the show. Mayor Humdinger, who lost to Oscar the Grouch, despite him not being a villain. Regina, who had a super strong fight against Donita Donata, and the Bobos, who only received ONE VOTE against Robbie Rotten.

Fun fact, we started with 21 Dealer's Choice characters, and now we're down to 14! More than half remain! This means I got pretty good taste I think! Granted if you count Huxley and Robbie as not dealers choice it means 12/19. Still good odds!

I decided we're gonna keep doing 8 a day! I like the energy of it! I'll post the first ones soon after this! Keep sending in propaganda too, especially for this half! They need some!

Today's faceoffs:

Romeo (PJ Masks) vs. Chuck the Evil Sandwich Making Guy (Wordgirl)

Peter and Ivan (Chuck E. Cheese in the Galaxy 5000) vs. Dr. Doodlebug (The Rocketeer (2019))

Tobey McCallister III (Wordgirl) vs. Vor (Sofia the First)

Mortimer Mouse (Mickey Mouse Clubhouse) vs. Cedric (Sofia the First)

Dr. Two Brains (Wordgirl) vs. Carla Delgado (Elena of Avalor)

Dashiell Scamp (Miles from Tomorrow) vs. Night Ninja (PJ Masks)

Mayor Stinkypants (The Backyardigans) vs. Princess Ivy (Sofia the First)

Junior (Curious George) vs. Janja (The Lion Guard)

[albertonykus]

Doraemon Movie Review: Nobita's Chronicle of the Moon Exploration (2019)

What is Doraemon? The title character of the Doraemon manga and anime is a blue robotic cat from the 22nd Century who keeps an array of high-tech gadgets in a portable pocket dimension on his belly, and has traveled from the future to improve the fortunes of a hapless schoolboy named Nobita. Although relatively obscure in the English-speaking world, Doraemon is a Mickey-Mouse-level cultural icon in East Asia (and some other regions, too). The Doraemon franchise was a big part of my childhood, and there are still elements of it that I enjoy now.

Doraemon has released theatrical films almost annually since 1980, most of which involve Nobita and his friends (kind Shizuka, brash Gian, and crafty Suneo) getting swept into adventures thanks to Doraemon's gadgets. Despite being of potentially broad appeal to fans of science fiction and animated films, there are very few English reviews of the Doraemon movies, so I'm embarking on a project to write about all the films that have come out so far. Good luck to me…

Movie premise: Doraemon helps Nobita create an alternate reality where rabbits live on the moon.

My spoiler-free take: Out of the non-remake movies to come out of the 2005 Doraemon anime reboot, this might be the one that comes closest to feeling like a “classic” Doraemon film so far, and I consider that a good thing.

POTENTIAL SPOILERS AFTER THIS POINT

Review: If one were to boil this movie down to its individual core elements, I think they’d find very little that hasn’t been done in previous Doraemon films. (Okay, having one of the movie-only characters pose as a transfer student and actually interact with Nobita’s classmates outside of the main cast is new.) However, that actually works to its benefit, in my opinion. After so many of the post-reboot Doraemon movies have felt experimental in one way or another (with varying degrees of success in my book), it was nice to see one that replicates the vibe of a classic Doraemon story without being a straight-up remake of an older film.

I also thought this movie does a good job of introducing potentially convoluted plot points without feeling bogged down, especially the main gadget that allows the story to happen: the Fringe Theory Club Member Badge, which can create alternate realities that are only perceptible to people wearing it. The effects of this gadget could have easily been overly confusing, but the film manages to establish how it works quite effectively.

I suppose there are a few things I could quibble about: maybe it strains credibility that the villain’s second-in-command would think that someone named Diabolo was working with good intentions all along, and maybe the final battle against the villain’s minions gets a bit too slapsticky to take seriously. Otherwise though, I’d say this is pretty solidly one of my favorite non-remake movies to come out of the Doraemon anime reboot.

Not to mention, Shizuka gets to save everyone here, nice! It’s been a while since the last time. I’ve lamented this before, but it seems that many recent Doraemon movies (discounting remakes) don’t know what to do with her. The fact that older entries in the series have a better track record of portraying Shizuka is honestly kind of sad, so anytime in the new movies that she gets to do something important instead of standing in the background or playing the damsel in distress can only be taken as a good sign.

Shizuka-saves-the-day count (cumulative): 8

Star rating: ★★★☆☆

[bearpillowmonster]

D23 Haul

Eh. No Kingdom Hearts. No Big Hero 6, that would've made everything worth it but I feel like lately companies have been showing too much too early. Here's Incredibles 3...it's happening, dunno what it's going to be, when or anything else but it's coming! Frozen 3, concept art, 3 years from now...which is so far away that I wouldn't even plan on getting people's hopes up, look at Beyond the Spiderverse, where is that? I don't mind waiting for it but they set that original date too soon, it wasn't just the strike, it was that they weren't even ready for it to begin with, it was a pipe dream and only makes people more wary when something gets delayed. I thought we learned this from CP2077 but apparently nobody learns anything.

On a positive note, I'll allow the Lilo and Stitch one even though Detective Pikachu set the standard for those designs but it had a cool intro. Tron at least had a cool laser and Nine Inch Nails (though no actual music reveal) Zootopia and Moana did great. Snow White actually got a trailer. Toy Story told us what it was about (even though it sounds tacky and seems in part with the og TS2 concept)

The parks. Yeah, we're gonna have a Lion King Land and an Encanto Land and a Frozen Land and a Villain Land- "Well, when is that?" Uh, yeah, left on read, so we have pictures! "That's concept art. That's not going to be how it'll look." Come back to me when you have models or animatronics and did you really just tell us that LK Land was based on the 1994 movie and show us concept art for the 2019 one? AND it's just Splash Mountain but with Pride Rock? You've had since 1994 to think something up and that's it?

Look at all the hotel concept arts to what they ended up being. So you're telling me that you won't (not 'can't', 'won't') spring for a new dragon for Fantasmic (which is literally on the poster for it) but you'll make a whole side-park for villains and add a dragon. And the walking mat...yeah, that's cool technology but that's all you're showing. You didn't incorporate it into anything. "Yeah, we're going to use this in the future...for something!" It's all tentative.

Well, what about the games? They had a big presentation set out after announcing that they wanted to get back into games. The stream actually taking place within Fortnite. They had an Epic Mickey panel celebrating its remaster and original release. They have all these Marvel games in the works, Kingdom Hearts (of course) and rumors that the Disney Afternoon cast will join in Fortnite, a vague Epic Games collaboration announced earlier in the year. So what did we get? I'll start a bingo card...Oh...it started a half hour later than scheduled. Ok? Oh, it has the leaders with Dave Filoni, Pete Docter, Kevin Feige and Jennifer Lee and they each have something to announce. Ok, Disney Villains in Fortnite. More concept art. Ok? The Incredibles in Fortnite. Ok, a picture. IG-11 with Baby Yoda backpack and Moff Gideon coming next week. Ok, this is all Fortnite, maybe they'll get that out of the way first. A bunch of Marvel cast which was inevitable as they have most in there already, ok. Black. Huh? Black? Oh, it's over, they didn't say bye, they didn't say anything else, just DONE, mic drop. You needed a whole event and panel that was delayed...for some skins?

I thought they were holding back throughout the year to save stuff for the game event but no, they were actually just trying to scrape the barrel to make stuff for it, maybe that's why they delayed it, they realized that they didn't have anything and had to try to get everybody that got applause on stage. They didn't seem to know what they were doing, like these people were thrown in, quickly briefed to add a quick word before grab the wheel and show it. It reminded me of trying to stretch out my powerpoint in college to meet the 5 minute runtime.

Show me stuff, sure, there was no shortage overall but I feel like concept -> production -> marketing -> release should be how it goes but lately it's all been combined with production taking a backseat and release still on the GPS. Show me earlier stuff at an event like D23 but make it past the concept stage first, show me production!

They design it to generate hype so much before the fact that by the time it actually releases, you feel like you've seen everything and nothing is no longer a surprise. "Oh yeah, Incredibles 3 is coming out. I could've expected that but now it's real and I heard about it 20 years ago." It's not just Disney, it's every corporation, I see it with game shows. Oh...a title card...oh...CONCEPT ART. I love concept art but it's more something I like to see AFTER THE FACT as bonus of seeing 'we went from here to where we are now!' but I see the whole journey now, I don't need the after the fact, you're not investing in your future, you're investing in your now so that investors will see this, it's no secret, it's not about the mainstream fans anymore that actually do most of the promoting for you and give it the returns. It's a bunch of rich people buying into other rich people and the audience just happens to be outside fueling it.

[chrissdollie]

every movie ive ever seen (that i can remember)

this is long and im bored so idc

not organized at all btw K-12 the virgin suicides jennifer's body girl interrupted grease beetlejuice the nightmare before christmas coraline priscilla men in black (first two) who framed roger rabbit space jam (both) alvin and the chipmunks justin league black widow the miraculous ladybug movie godzilla vs kong miss americana reputation stadium tour the wizard of oz five nights at freddy's gentlemen prefer blondes jaws the polar express home alone the witches (2020 one) matilda (both) titanic spirited away my neighbor totoro ponyo whisper of the heart from up on poppy hill howls moving castle castle in the sky the secret world of arriyety the wind rises (i dont like it tbh) princess mononoke the cat returns kiki's delivery service you are so not invited to my bat mitzvah murder mystery marry me the wrong missy (big mistake, dont rec) the tooth fairy (dwayne johnson) jumanji (all) little women (1994 and 2019) in the heights (btw i have all lyrics memorized) hamilton snow white pinocchio (i hate this movie) fantasia (both) dumbo bambi 101 dalmations the aristocats the adventures of ichabod and mr toad cinderella the little mermaid aladdin (both) tangled frozen (both) moana brave pocahontas the princess and the frog oliver and company turning red robin hood peter pan lady and the tramp sleeping beauty the jungle book the lion king a bug's life alice in wonderland (og, live action, havent seen the sequel) anastasia air bud adventures in babysitting mary poppins the sound of music the princess diaries (both) 10 things i hate about you pirates of the caribbean (all) daddy daycare freaky friday (lindsay lohan one and the newer one) the parent trap (lindsay lohan one) confessions of a shopaholic confessions of a teenage drama queen elemental winnie the pooh lilo and stitch pete's dragon the good dinosaur the fox and the hound (both) lady and the tramp night at the museum (all) haunted mansion (2023 one) benji (i think this is disney?) honey, i shrunk the kids (the 1st and second one) beauty and the beast the muppets christmas carol hocus pocus (both) the three mouseketeers (I LOVED THIS MOVIE) the santa clause (all) hunchback of notre dame a goofy movie (both) toy story (all) james and the giant peach hercules mrs doubtfire mulan tarzan the tigger movie the emperor's new groove (both) monsters inc (both) hook finding nemo (both) mickey's house of villains (THIS ATEEE) kung fu panda brother bear (both) the incredibles (both) pooh's heffalump movie chicken little narnia (all) the greatest showman ice age (all) cars (all) neverending story encanto enchanted (both) wall-e beverly hills chihuahua (first two) high school musical (all) descendants (all) gnomeo and juliet sherlock gnomes tinker bell (ALL THESE MOVIES) bolt bedtime stories up wreck it ralph (both) super buddies maleficent (both) big hero 6 inside out zootopia coco mary poppins returns vivo annie (the black girl one, sorry idk the year) happy feet edward scissorhands onward godmothered soul raya and the last dragon cruella luca la la land jungle cruise diary of a wimpy kid (all) cheaper by the dozen blue miracle yours, mine, and ours strange world rio (both) ferdinand teen beach movie zookeeper zombies (all) meet the robinsons cloudy with a chance of meatballs spies in disguise the wild jack balto big cloud 9 goosebumps (both) r.l stine's cabinet of souls hairspray (john travolta one) prom pact harry potter (all) barbie trolls (all) spiderman (all miles morales ones) the super mario bros movie guardians of the galaxy (first two) tall girl (both) enola holmes (both) the kissing booth (sadly seen all) dora the explorer and the city of gold (this was lowk fire) yes day mitchells vs machines purple hearts the flintstones evan almighty legally blonde clueless mean girls to all the boys ive loved before (all) suicide squad the suicide squad captain underpants corpse bride minions despicable me (all) the help hidden figures monster high ALL MOVIES spaceballs charlie and the chocolate factory (johnny depp one) nanny mcphee (both) the devil wears prada

[euphoriabled]

what would i give for an active mickey (villains 2019) roleplayer

[masauntukfilem]

VILLAINS (2019)

Genre - Crime Thriller (US)

Plot - Mengisahkan pasangan kekasih dan juga penjenayah amatur, Mickey dan Jules yang baru selesai merompak sebuah stesen minyak apabila secara tiba-tiba kereta mereka kehabisan minyak di suatu kawasan. Apabila mereka ternampak sebuah rumah berhampiran, mereka memecah masuk ke rumah itu untuk mencari kunci kereta di situ. Namun begitu, keadaan jadi lebih rumit apabila mereka terjumpa seorang budak perempuan kecil yang dirantai kakinya di bilik bawah tanah dalam rumah itu. Mereka cuba melepaskan budak itu sebelum secara tiba-tiba penghuni sebenar rumah itu pulang ke rumah itu.

Komen - Filem genre jenayah thriller yang biasa saja. Plot dikembangkan dengan baik. Lakonan juga bagus. Namun begitu, cukup untuk sekali tontonan semasa santai saja.

Personal skor - 2.5 / 5 (cukup untuk ditonton sekali sahaja)

Masa tontonan - 88 min

Platform - Tubi

Tarikh menonton - 18/8/2023

[forkidsjust]

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[sir-skarsgard]

Sleep Over, But we’re Not Sleeping

Pairing: Roman Godfrey x OC

Prompt/summary: Roman and Kasey finally give in to the sexual tension that revolves around the two of them during a sleepover with Shelley 

Word count: 3,572 

Warnings/contents: Smut, kinks, Roman being Roman

Notes: This is a smut, and there will be a part 2, so look out for that one coming soon! 

I know that nobody will take heed of my warning, but this is a very descriptive smut, so 18+ 

Shelley and I were having a sleepover. It had been awhile since we had, but she invited me to stay over tonight since we had been doing homework kind of late into the evening. I tried to deny, but she insisted, so here I was, lying on her floor on a blanket with a pillow, staring at her dark ceiling, listening to her soft snores, and trying to sleep. However nothing came over me. I gave a soft sigh and pushed the covers away, careful not to wake her as I left her bedroom.

I was going to annoy Roman since she was asleep and therefor I couldn’t bug her. I knew he’d be awake, so I went to his room, not even bothering to knock, and walked in, shutting the door behind me. He wasn’t on his bed, but the lamp beside it was turned on.

Roman walked out of the closet, putting on a shirt since he had apparently not been wearing one, and looked around. When he spotted me he didn’t focus as much on putting his shirt on quickly since it was only me.

“What are you doing in here?” He asked. I passed him, keeping eye contact and shrugging, plopping down on his bed and staring at the illuminated ceiling.

“I can’t sleep.”

“I can. Move over.” He said, staring down at me. I looked at him, wondering how in the fresh pits of hell he managed to look good from this angle, but of course he did. He was always gorgeous.

“No, it’s comfy.” I murmured. Roman moved my legs out of his way, then lifted me up a little bit and moved me over.

“I don’t care,” he yawned, plopping down beside me. “Mmm, it’s warm.” He whispered. My lips parted slightly with a soft exhale and I averted eye contact, moving my hand from beside me on the bed to rest on my stomach. My sweater was risen slightly off my hips, however, my pants stayed put.

“It’s warm because that’s where I was laying.” I replied. 

“Why aren’t you with Shelley?” Roman asked me, ignoring my previous comment.

“She fell asleep and I got bored, so I came to bug you.”

“Why?”

“Because you’re my friend, too.” I replied, closing my eyes. “I come to your house to bug both Shelley and you.”

“I’m not very nice to you.” Was all he said, and it wasn’t necessarily a lie, but it wasn’t the truth. Roman pestered me, teased me and taunted me, poking me or making fun of me, but he wasn’t exactly ‘mean’ per say. He was nicer to me than my mother, certainly nicer than my brother, who was extra mean for no reason, and of course my father was worse than anyone. To say the least, Roman could say he was mean, but he really wasn’t that mean, just a little annoying sometimes.

“Nicer than my own family.” I replied, keeping my eyes closed. The weight shifted on the bed, so I opened my eyes to see what was going on and saw Roman, now sitting up a little more, leaving his weight on his elbow and looking at me. “What?” I asked, looking up at him. “Stop staring at me like that.” I laughed softly.

“Nothing.” He replied quietly.

“Then stop looking at me.” I said teasingly.

“And you wonder why I always make fun of you-- you do it, too.”

“I don’t make fun of you!” I defended, with a smile.

“You do, too. All the time.” Roman smiled lightly. “ Even right now.”

“If I didn’t make fun of you then we wouldn’t be us; our relationship would be completely different.” I spoke, regretting the word ‘relationship’ as soon as it slipped past my lips, but I didn’t stop. “Then you’d just make fun of me and that’s not even sided.”

“Baby, if I didn’t pester you, then you never would have even noticed me.” I felt my cheeks heat slightly at his nickname, since he’d only ever called me ‘babe’ for a nickname besides ‘dumbass’ and ‘brat,’ ‘baby’ felt a little different, considering his tone, which softened along with his eyes, which seemed softer than normal.

“To be fair, if I didn’t make fun of you then you wouldn’t talk to me.” I replied.

“What do you mean?” He asked, furrowing his eyebrows inwards slightly.

“I mean I know the only reason you talk to me is because I have good comebacks and no one else ever replies to your pestering.”

“You do have some good comebacks,” Roman admitted quietly.

“I know.” I smiled, yawning and covering my mouth.

“Why don’t you go to sleep.” He said.

“Because I’m not tired.”

“Your mouth says otherwise.”

“My mouth says a lot of things, but it won’t say I’m tired when I’m not.” I smiled. Roman returned my smile, giving a soft, breathy chuckle.

“Well then what else does it say?” He asked, playing along with my stupidness.

“It says lies and replies to what your stupid mouth says.”

“Say that to my mouth.” Roman placed a hand beside my head, hovering above me with a feigned angry look. I leaned upwards onto my elbows and leaned in more.

“Your mouth is stupid.” I stared into his green eyes. A small smirk was on his plump lips.

“I think your mouth is lying, is because we both know you don’t think my mouth is stupid.”

“Then why did I say it was?”

“You already admitted your mouth is a liar.”

“Why are we still talking about our mouths like they’re people?”

“I don’t know, but maybe we should see what they’d feel like together.” He whispered, his breath hitting my lips as he was less than just a few inches away. I didn’t reply, just placed my hand on the back of his neck and leaned in, closing the small gap between us.

It ended almost too soon, but I pulled away anyways. Roman kept his eyes shut, leaning in again. I smiled gently and leaned back in, running my hand through his hair. Roman moved, swinging his leg over me, leaning down and pushing me down slowly with him, leaning on his elbows, his body pressed against mine snugly. One of his hands rested on my stomach rubbing the skin at the hem of my shirt with the pad of his thumb.

Roman pressed himself closer, one of his knees between my legs helping hold him up, his other leg on the other side of my left leg, which bent slightly on the bed.

Roman tore his lips away from mine, kissing along my jawline and down my neck. I leaned my head back, panting slightly and keeping my hand in his hair, which was just as soft as it looked like it was. His warm tongue ran up my neck, stopping just beneath my jaw, when he switched to kissing towards my lips, pecking the side of my lips before fully pressing his lips against mine, nibbling my lower lip.

I slid a hand up Roman’s shirt, running my hand over his abs, which only seemed to encourage him more. He slipped his hand that was on my stomach all the way up my shirt, groping my boob through my bra. It might have seemed weird to wear a bra when I was trying to sleep, but I always wore a bra if I was staying over somewhere, certainly if Roman was going to be there, and since Shelley was basically my only friend Besides Roman and Peter, he was always around my sleepovers.

I arched my back up a little bit, giving Roman the opportunity to slip his hand behind me and undo the clasp on my bra. Soon after Roman’s cold hand groped at my bare breast; I gave a soft moan into the kiss, pulling him close by the collar of his shirt.

I’d imagined it before, I’d had a dream about it before, but I never would have imagined that it would actually happen. Roman on top of me, his hand underneath my shirt, my hand in his shirt, his lips feverishly attacking mine, my hand in his hair. And I wouldn’t believed you if you’d told me it would happen.

I’d gone into Roman’s room so often during sleepovers with Shelley, it was just a normal for me to be in here, but not for me to be in this position.

Roman’s tongue licked my bottom lip, knocking me out of my thoughts. I opened my mouth, turning my head more to the side as he slid his tongue into my mouth and wrapped it around mine. After what felt like forever, Roman broke the kiss, hesitating for a few seconds and licking his lips before he leaned away and sat me up. I looked at him as he slipped his hands underneath my shirt and lifted it off. I lifted my arms, seeing him tossing it off the side of the bed, slipping my bra off my arms and tossing it with my shirt, placing a hand on my shoulder and pushing me down onto the bed, his eyes never leaving mine once they locked on.

I laid back, watching as Roman yanked his shirt off, letting it fall to the side, and leaned in, his hands on either side of my head, his lips attaching to mine, nipping gently at my bottom lip momentarily. I let out a breathy moan when his lips took a second of separation before they pushed back against mine, his bottom lip between mine this time. I put one of my hands on the back of his neck and pulled him closer.

Roman leaned onto his elbows more, his body pressing against mine. The unmistakable feeling of hardness came from his pants that pressed against my thigh. Roman left my lips, kissing down my neck, nipping lightly at my skin, making me let out a shocked, breathy gasp nearly every time. His tongue licked at the base of my neck, kissing from the area along my collarbone and towards the middle of my breasts.

He pressed a kiss right in the middle of my chest, licking along the small lines my bra left on my skin and kissed away towards my nipple, running his tongue over it before taking it in his mouth and gently nibbling on it. I moaned underneath my breath, closing my eyes and laying my head back.

Roman’s free hand groped at my other boob, his thumb rubbing over my nipple. I lifted my hips up sharply, pushing my thigh that was snugly between his legs against his boner, earning a soft grunt from him in return, in retaliation to him biting my too nipple harshly, and let out a suppressed hiss through my lip that was tugged between my teeth.

Roman moved to my other boob, placing his mouth over my opposite nipple and rubbing the previous between his thumb and pointer finger, nibbling on my nipple and keeping his boner pressed against me this time so I couldn’t do that again. I lifted my upper half up a little bit, letting out a soft moan.

The hand that was rolling my nipple between his fingers ran down my body, stopping at my hip while he moved so his hand could slip between my legs to rub me over my loose pants. I lifted my hips for him to slip them off, which he took my hint immediately, and moved so he could take my pants off and let them fall to the floor. While he had me in a better position for stripping, he took my underwear off, too and let it fall from his fingers tips, watching me. I licked my lips, watching as his green eyes broke from mine and looked over every inch of my body; down my neck, over my collarbone and my boobs, his fingers tracing along my ribs and up my chest as he took one last look where my underwear previously was, and moved.

Roman’s lips attached to mine, though this time almost softly. He didn’t stay long, instead he kissed and nipped at my neck, nipped the skin around my boobs, and began kissing down my stomach, nipping lightly by my ribs and around my bellybutton before kissing down my hips. He lifted my right leg, kissing along my lower thigh and upwards, doing the same on my left leg. He left open mouthed kisses along my inner thighs, his eyes watching mine the entire time. He leaned away for a second, then looked down at my skin, tracing a small pattern with his finger, and opening his mouth to gently bite me.

I laid my head back on his pillow, letting out a soft hiss of air between my teeth. I squeezed my eyes shut, balling the sheets in my hand when his tongue licked a long stripe up my pussy, letting out a shaky breath.

“Shit, Roman,” I murmured quietly, immediately followed by a sharp gasp when he slipped one of his long fingers inside of me without warning.

His tongue licked my clit at a quick, makes-your-heart-race, pace. I panted slightly, burrowing my head backwards into the pillow, screwing my eyes shut and focusing on keeping quiet. It was hard to remain focusing on keeping quiet when Roman’s tongue was working wonders on my clit, and a second finger slipped inside me. I bit the back of my hand, arching my back accidentally.

Roman wrapped his arms around my legs and leaned in, following me whenever I moved, and held me down firmly against the bed. I glanced down, watching him for a moment, soft gasps escaping my mouth. His eyes met mine, and a smirk played its way onto his face before he turned his attention back to working his tongue around.

My cheeks lit up as I laid my head back, my hand gripping the bed sheets tighter, turning my knuckles white, my other hand getting bitten by my own mouth.

I felt my soul leave my body as I came, screwing my eyes shut tightly and biting harshly at my hand to not let out a loud moan. I was trying to catch my breath when Roman slid down a little bit more, using his tongue as a replacement for his fingers, using his wet hand to hold my leg down on the bed.

I moaned in shock, my body jerking at the feeling of his tongue inside of me. Roman slipped his hand around my hips, his thumb rubbing little circles on my clitoris. I arched my back and pressed my head back against the bed, once again dragging Roman with me, which he hadn’t seemed to mind.

I turned my head to the side, biting at the pillow and letting out a slightly muffled moan as I felt myself cum again quickly. Roman moved away from between my legs, pressing kisses up my stomach, but stopping right underneath my sternum between my ribs, and leaning away.

I watched him stand up, unbutton his pants and kick them, along with his underwear, off and gulped slightly at him. I’d seen Roman shirtless many times, and I’d seen him in only boxers with part of his dick hanging out, but I’d never seen him fully naked before.

He climbed back on the bed, keeping eye contact with me and smirking lightly.

“Like what you see?”

“It’s not the worst sight I’ve ever come across.” I replied, watching him near me.

“I’ll give you a better one,” he replied.

“And what’s that?”

“My ceiling while I fuck you.”

“I’m sure that is a rather nice view.” I replied.

“You’re about to find out.” Was all he said, in a hushed tone. Roman lifted my legs, placing one of them on my shoulder and the other he held in his arm. He sat on his knees, lining himself up at my entrance without the help of his hands. He pushed himself in slowly. I closed my eyes and laid my head back on the pillows, running my tongue over my lips.

Roman didn’t start as fast as I thought he was going to. He thrusted so slowly you couldn’t even really call it thrusting. He was just rocking his hips, watching as he slipped himself in and almost out, and back in at an agonizingly slow pace. He put my other leg up on his shoulder after a minute.

After maybe two minutes he picked up the pace a little bit, leaning downwards and pushing my legs down as he leaned over me. I winced slightly from the position my legs were in, meeting his green eyes. His lips pecked mine, but he hadn’t picked up the pace.

I gave a soft, shaky exhale, staring into Roman’s eyes as he was doing with me. It was more a intimate scenario than I ever imagined Roman in. Rocking his hips against me, his eyes locked with mine, soft exhales and moans, gentle kisses every now and then.

“Jesus, Roman, please.” I finally muttered, laying my head back. Roman’s pointer finger gently ran down my neck.

“That’s not my name.” He murmured.

“Oh, is this a daddy thing?” I asked, seeing his eyes change and brighten when I said ‘daddy’ and shrugged. I laughed softly and nodded. “Alright then,” I murmured, glancing at him again and moaned softly when he pushed himself deeply inside me. “Please, daddy,” I said, watching Roman’s eyes light up. “Go faster.”

Roman obliged, slipping one of my legs off his shoulder and wrapped it around his waist, getting in a better position to push himself more inside of me and moved his hips at a more bearable pace. I moaned softly, closing my eyes and ran my hand over his shoulder and into his hair.

I wanted this promise of fucking me, and I wasn’t so sure this counted, but I bit my lip and stayed patient. If he knew how much it was driving me crazy then he’d only wait out longer. He could do this kind of shit all day, he’d been teasing me for years, I know how he’s wired.

Roman let my other leg off his shoulder, wrapping both of them around my waist and leaning down, his arms on either side of me to hold himself up as he pushed himself inside me. I let out a soft moan. Roman rested his forehead on my collarbone, rocking his hips against mine. I let out a small whimper when he shoved all of himself inside of me abruptly.

Roman began to pick the pace up, pushing himself up again and looking down at me. I looked into his eyes for a few seconds, then closed my eyes.

I leaned my head back, letting out a breathy moan and screwing my eyes shut. Roman’s hand suddenly wrapped around my neck, squeezing gently. I let out a more audible moan, tightening my hand in his hair and arching my back, moaning as Roman thrusted inside of me at a decently fast pace. He slipped his hand off my throat and ran his thumb over my bottom lip. He watched me with his hypnotizing green eyes, his and my eyes both half lidded, as he let out the occasional groans and pants of pleasure.

Roman let a drip of spit fall past his lip onto his thumb and cupped my face in his hand, rubbing his thumb over my bottom lip, just as he had before, but with a now wet finger. I moved my head a little bit to slip his thumb into my mouth. Roman sent me a half curious look, but didn’t complain as he watched me suck on his thumb.

I let out a hushed moan, furrowing my eyebrows in lightly, letting his thumb go from my mouth in the process when he pushed all of his length inside me and I felt his balls hit me. Roman wrapped his hand around my neck again, squeezing lightly and giving a soft moan underneath his breath.

“Harder, daddy.” I moaned quietly. Roman’s face momentarily faltered to a shocked look, as if maybe he’d forgotten about the ‘daddy’ thing, but it didn't last long as he then began to thrust faster and harder into me. I groaned lightly, tightening my hand in his hair and arching my hips up a little bit, my chest pushing upwards. Roman continued at the same quick, hard pace, making me putty in his hands. It was almost a constant stream of moans that poured out of my mouth, that I had to focus hard on to keep quiet.

Roman leaned in, his body completely pressed against mine, down onto his elbows and kissed along my neck. I moaned, letting out a more audible whimper when his teeth nibbled harshly against my neck.

I felt a knot in my stomach, squeezing on Roman’s shoulder and letting out a moan, arching my hips up and burying my head back on the pillows.

“Oh, fuck, daddy. I’m gonna cum.” I mumbled against his shoulder. Roman gave a soft moan in my ear as a response, and sent me over the edge with one last deep, hard thrust. I let out a moan, screwing my eyes shut and pressing my forehead against his shoulder as I came, shortly afterwards Roman came as well, with a soft groan and a pant as he slowed down his thrusts afterwards.

After a minute of catching our breath, Roman pushed himself up and plopped down beside me, glancing at me lazily and looking over the parts of my body he could see, lighting a cigarette and offering me some after he sucked on it, letting out a puff of air. I took it, taking a drag and holding it while he took it from me and let it out towards the ceiling.

“You know, you should really get a therapist for your weird ass kinks.” I joked absentmindedly.

“Then what would I need you around for? Thumb-sucker.” He teased, puffing out a small circle with the smoke. I laughed lightly.

“That’s fair enough.” I pushed myself up after a few seconds and put my clothes back on, walking towards the door and glancing back at him. I felt my heart flutter at the sight of him already looking at me, and I nodded gently. “Goodnight, Roman.”

“Goodnight, Kasey.”

~

To be continued 

[bskarsdaily]

villains (2019)

[sheepinthebigcity]

Baby Show Villain Tournament Bracket and Round One!

Hey everyone! Thanks for submitting characters for my tournament! I really appreciate it! We received 43 unique nominations! I've been having a lot of fun sifting through them. There's some characters I've never heard of in here, and that's awesome!!!

One thing that's been a bit of a hassle for me, admittedly, is figuring out fringe cases. There was a lot of debate and discussion about shows like Wordgirl counting as baby shows, I found out Robot and Monster did air on Noggin, Rugrats DID air on Nick Junior, so I had to accept Angelica after deliberating. And apparently Rise of the TMNT ALSO aired on Nick Junior? Yeesh.

Anyway, I think my decision was that I will be accepting all nominations, even if they broke the rules a little bit. There were four characters who were probably going to be cut, one for not being baby show, and three for not being villains, and those are

Hacker (Cyberchase) (most people i deliberated with agreed Cyberchase was for older children)

Oscar the Grouch (Sesame Street) (He's just a grouch)

Bal Boa (Jojo's Circus) (He's just a kid)

Spookie Ookie (Rolie Polie Olie) (He's just a guy who got locked out of his house)

Four however, is also the number of characters who received multiple (two) nominations. I decided not to make this easy for the ones getting the pass, so the barely making the cut characters will go up against the front runners! And who are our front runners?!

Dr. Two Brains (Wordgirl)

Mayor Humdinger (Paw Patrol)

Romeo (PJ Masks)

Swiper the Fox (Dora the Explorer)

I've also included 21 "dealers choice" characters, to fill the bracket up to an even 64. These characters got zero nominations, but were either characters I liked, characters people said they were going to nominate and didn't, or characters i thought were iconic and deserved to be in the poll. each of these dealer's choice characters will be going up against a character who received a nomination. While that's a little uneven, i also decided to put a few more fringe characters with one nomination up against another. I think that's everything for how i made the bracket. now for the bracket itself...

For the first round, I'm gonna post 8 polls every day! The polls will be coming out later, and I will be tagging the character and source material for each poll.

Today's polls are:

Romeo (PJ Masks) vs. Bal Boa (Jojo's Circus)

Chuck the Evil Sandwich Making Guy (Wordgirl) vs. Esteban Flores (Elena of Avalor)

Peter and Ivan (Chuck E. Cheese in the Galaxy 5000) vs. The Great Orsino (The Rocketeer (2019))

Dr. Doodlebug (The Rocketeer (2019)) vs. Manish (Mira, Royal Detective)

The Big Bad Wolf (Wonder Pets) vs. Tobey McCallister III (Wordgirl)

Vor (Sofia the First) vs. Fufu (Pororo the Little Penguin)

Mortimer Mouse (Mickey Mouse Clubhouse) vs. Hector McBadger (Jakers! The Adventures of Piggley Winks)

The Shuffler (Super Why's Comic Book Adventures) vs. Cedric the Sorcerer (Sofia the First)

[scxrsgxrd]

Halloween, Mickey style

For the lovely @grandpa-sweaters follower milestone🖤I truly cannot express how happy I am that you’re a part of this fandom and to be able to read the amazing content you put out!! This is my first long spooky piece, and I had a lot of fun with this writing challenge and getting into the Halloween spirit. I hope you can all enjoy some spooky!Mickey👻

WARNINGS: 18+, slight smut and some spooky goings-on!

They had been in the car for at least four hours, she surmised. Not that she was complaining, car journeys with Mickey were anything but tedious. His Halloween playlist was blasting in the car, with Mickey enthusiastically tapping his fingers on the steering wheel to the tune of ‘monster mash’, flashing his girl a large grin as he noticed her leg start to bounce to the rhythm of the chorus.

“I swear we passed that tree an hour ago.” Mickey’s playful expression dulled as he pushed his foot on the brakes, leaning over to the backseat to grab the pile of maps his father had bestowed them with when he heard news of their secluded weekend away.

“Do you know which one we need?” She peered over to look at the crinkled maps, feeling a pang in her stomach when she realised she had no idea where they were. Before waiting for Mickey to answer she grabbed her phone, letting out a quiet groan when she saw she had no cell reception.

“Uh...” Mickey’s brows furrowed as he turned one of the maps round in circles, bringing one of his forefingers up to his lips as he chewed on his fingernail anxiously.

“There’s no reception on either of our phones. How much gas do you have left?”

“An hour, give or take.” 

Mickey’s answer filled her with a dread she hadn’t felt in a long time. They were lost, with not enough to gas to return home, or to locate a gas station. She closed her eyed for a few seconds, trying to scramble up some kind of plan in her mind, which was proving quite difficult as ‘time warp’ was blasting out of the stereo. 

“Look, babe, it’s fine. If anything this is what we wanted, just us in the middle of nowhere.” Mickey leaned his hand across to tousle her hair and she let out the breath she had been holding. Mickey was right. They were alone for miles, with no phones to distract them.

“That backseat is looking pretty cosy, huh?” Mickey’s hand was now making its way down her chest, toying with the buttons on her dress as she felt a warmth between her legs.

In an instant they were both in the backseat, fumbling with jackets and belts in the limited space. Her back was pressed against the uncomfortable seats as her legs were wrapped around Mickey, who was trying his best to look sexy while wriggling his jeans and boxer shorts down to his ankles while hovering above her. She managed to hitch her dress up to her waist and kick off her woollen tights, shivering slightly as she felt the chill of the late October air hit her. 

“You’re so fucking sexy.” Mickey mumbled as he pressed his lips to her neck, his long fingers trailing up her thighs until they reached her panties. She instinctively arched her back as she felt him remove them, a move which he rewarded with pressing himself into her slowly.

Her nails dug into his t shirt as he began to rock his hips back and forth, hissing a string of curses into her ear as his hips rutted against hers. She could feel herself edging closer and closer to her release with each second, her walls starting to clench around Mickey’s cock when all of a sudden he leapt upwards, hitting his head off the roof of the car as his face went white.

“What the fuck.” His eyes were fixed out of the window, his nostrils flared as he went completely stiff.

“Mickey? What’s wrong?” She shuffled upwards and craned her head around as far as she could to look out of the window, seeing nothing but the setting sun and the dense field of crops behind their car.

“Someone was there.” Mickey’s voice trembled as he hoisted his jeans up, not taking his gaze off that same spot outside the car.

“Don’t mess around, it’s not funny.” Her lips pursed together as she pulled up her panties and tights, smoothing down the creases on her dress.

“I’m not, someone was there. Some old guy, staring right at me.” 

“It was probably nothing, it’s just because it’s that time of year, I told you not to stay up last night watching those horror movies.” As she climbed back into the front of the car Mickey still stayed knelt in the backseat, rooted to the spot as his eyes darted around the vast expanse surrounding them.

“Come on, Mick. If we drive along the road we might find a motel or something.” She rubbed his arm gently, slowly coaxing him into the drivers seat and turning the car engine back on.

As Mickey pressed the gas pedal, instead of going forwards, the car began to rock, making a screeching noise before going silent.

“No, please no.” Mickey’s finger’s shook against the wheel as his breathing began to quicken.

“Mickey, baby calm down. It’s alright.” She was about to lean over to kiss his cheek when she felt her blood turn cold. A glance in the rear-view mirror had confirmed Mickey’s earlier sighting. There was a man stood behind their car, face contorted with anger as he stared right back at her.

“Start the car. Try it again.” She yelled, hitting the lock as she watched the man approach her window. His fist hammered on the glass as she attempted to ignore it, her heart thudding against her chest as time after time, the car refused to move.

“You filthy delinquents. This is private land.” Both her and Mickey froze when the man finally spoke, his irate words somehow calming them both. He was just the land owner, probably a disgruntled farmer.

Mickey rolled the window an inch, gulping as he took in a deep breath.

“Sorry, mister. We’re lost and our car is stuck in something, we just need a mechanic and then we’ll be out of your hair.” Mickey’s words came tumbling out of his mouth, and the expression of the man outside the car seemed to soften slightly.

“No mechanic will come out at this hour, we’re in for a heck of a storm tonight.” They watched as he pointed toward the darkening clouds, chuckling as the first few droplets of rain started to land on the bonnet of their car, as if summoned by the imposing man who had caught them.

“I own the old farmhouse down the way. You two must’ve passed it on your way here. You better come with me if you want to survive.” Once again he chuckled, this time with slightly more rigour, gesturing for the two of them to exit their car and follow him as though this were a completely normal situation they had found themselves in on Halloween night.

When they reached the farmhouse she felt Mickey tugging on her arm, staring up nervously at the rickety, aged structure that was looming above them. Darkened, wilted vines had long since begun to scale each wall of the house, entwining themselves around every window so that was no view into the house, or out. However, what surrounded them was arguably worse. There was a vast swamp surrounding the house, filled with stagnant, oozing water that made Mickey’s girl pull the neckline of her dress over her nose.

“We can’t stay here, there’s probably gators in there” Mickey hissed in her ear, pulling her away from the edge of the swamp and toward the farmhouse.

“It’s fine, it’s just one night.” She whispered once she had regained her composure, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze and following the farm owner up the creaky, cobweb-bound stairs to the entrance of his home.

As he was turning his key in the lock, both he and Mickey’s girl instinctively turned on their heels as they heard a blood-curdling scream behind them, revealing a wiry old cat curling itself around Mickey’s legs.

“N’aw, that’s just ol’ Mr, Whiskers, he ain’t gonna do you no harm, boy.” The farmer let out a brisk tsking sound and scooped up the cat, shoving his shoulder against the door to open it and then gently placing the cat inside.

“Fucking cat.”

Mickey’s girl shot him a warning look as he brushed his hands down his jeans, wafting away clumps of hair Mr. Whiskers had left behind from his greeting.

“Now you two can take the guest room, straight up the stairs and onto your first right.” He held out the key to his guests, but quickly retracted it when Mickey landed his fingers on the rusted metal.

“I got rules in this house, and I don’t want you two thinkin’ you can do all your hanky panky in my sheets. Understood?”

Mickey gave him a curt nod and a wide, sarcastic smile, taking the key and his girlfriend’s hand as he led her to their room for the night. When she had put her bags down and perched on the edge of the bed, Mickey grabbed the chair that was in the corner of the room and propped it up against the old, rotting door.

“Mickey.”

“What? We don’t know this guy, I’m not taking any chances.” He held up his hands and kicked off his boots before jumping onto the bed, causing a loud, unnerving creaking sound to fill the room.

“You know, this never would’ve happened if you hadn’t insisted we use your dad’s maps.” She cocked her eyebrow, lying herself down next to Mickey with her head rested on his chest.

“Hey, we used to use those all the time when I was a kid, they only seemed to fail when you were here.” Mickey playfully poked her in the side, using his other arm to wrestle her beneath him as his lips moulded themselves against hers.

“Mmmm...”

“Mickey, I don’t think we should.” She tried her best to reprimand him, sucking in a deep breath as Mickey’s hands started to wander up her dress.

“Oh come on, he’s not gonna know.” 

“It just doesn’t feel right, not here.” 

Mickey nodded and placed a kiss on her nose before laying back down next to her, curling his arm over her shoulders as the rain outside started to lash against the wooden frame of the house from outside.

She could feel herself about to surrender to sleep when Mickey started to wriggle around on the bed next to her, tapping his fingers against the bedsheets and humming as he usually did when he needed to distract himself from something.

“What is it?” She leant up on her elbow and peered at Mickey through the darkness in the room, who was chewing in his bottom lip and fidgeting round even more frequently.

“I really gotta pee.”

“So go to the bathroom?”

“In this place? Are you kidding me? What I sit on the toilet and something either bites me on the ass or sucks me into the sewer?”

She couldn’t help but giggle, shaking her head after a few moments and letting out a sigh.

“So you’re just going to hold it until morning?”

“My Uncle Finch knew this guy who could re-absorb his pee into his body, maybe I could try that.” Mickey closed his eyes and held his breath, starting to count to what she could only assume was infinity as she felt herself begin to drop off into sleep once again.

Mickey had seemed to join her, as they both sat upright in a start as a bolt of lightening caused the whole house to shudder, and the chair that had jammed the door shut fell to the floor, but they were both frozen to the spot, neither one of them daring to move a muscle to prop it back up into place.

“Let’s go back to the car.” Mickey’s tone was desperate but she shook her head.

“We can’t, that swamp will have flooded by now and like you said, there’s probably gators surrounding every inch of the house.”

Mickey groaned and threw his head against the hard pillows of their bed, staring up at the damp spores of the ceiling as he willed the night to be over as quickly as possible. He bolted upright once more when he felt something fluffy glide across his feet, throwing himself onto the other side of the bed with a screech as a pair of iridescent eyes fixed on him.

“Mickey, it’s just the cat. I think he likes you.” His girl tried to suppress a giggle as the cat pounced onto Mickey’s legs and with a throaty purr, settled onto his lap.

“How did it get in here? The door is closed.”

“It doesn’t matter, try to get some rest.”

Reluctantly, Mickey petted the cat’s head who, satisfied, closed its eyes and fell into a slumber.

She didn’t remember falling back asleep, but when she woke there were voices outside their door, and the first few rays of the autumnal morning sunshine had begun to force themselves through the tiny gaps in the vines acting as armour across the window.

“Mickey. Mickey wake up.” She hissed, gently shaking the sleeping figure next to her, noticing that their furry visitor from the night before had all but disappeared, despite the door still remaining firmly closed.

“Huh? What?” Mickey murmured as he finally started to stir, rubbing his hands over his eyes as the voices from down the hallway started getting louder, until the doorknob began to turn, revealing two men dressed in full protective work-gear, clearly bemused by the sight before them.

“How did you two get in? This place has been condemned for years, storm last night tore down the whole East side of the house. Hell, you’re lucky you’re both still here.” One of the men cautiously looked around their room before stepping foot in, ensuring both of them were careful to exit the rickety bedroom.

“What do you mean? We ran out of gas and some farmer guy who owned the place said we could stay the night.” Mickey began to explain, pulling on his jacket and lacing up his boots.

Both of the construction workers looked at each other, their faces paling slightly as they cast their gaze back to the couple.

“You saw old Farmer Jones?”

“If that’s his name then, yeah.”

“Guys been dead for over a decade.”

“What?” Mickey and his girl responded in unison, their voices laced with equal parts confusion and terror.

“As the old legend has it, he spends every Halloween night wandering around his land with his cat, inviting people into his house to shelter them from the storm that happens every year. Guess you two were lucky, now that’s a story to tell your friends back home.” The guy chuckled and led both Mickey and his girl out of the house, leaving them at the side of the swamp as he called a mechanic for their car troubles.

Mickey shoved his hands in his pockets and took a deep breath.

“I knew there was something fucked up about that cat.”