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moondustpugh · 25 days

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Can I request a fluffy Joseph Quinn x fem! reader long oneshot where reader wakes up and hears laughter and finds Joseph in their daughters room playing with her and as reader watches them she reflects on how she met Joseph when she took her niece to a Comic Con to meet him and it was love at first sight?

The Alchemy

Joseph Quinn x Fem!Reader

Summary: Seeing Joe with your daughter, you couldn't help but look back on the first time you met him. That one normal day you dreaded so much that turned into something so beautiful and important, almost like a golden daylight you never knew before.

Author's Note: I barely write any fics that involves with kids, so this is a rare one for me. Somehow, I enjoyed it! :) Comments are always welcome!

Wordcount: 5.3K

Letting out a deep breath, you smiled at the work that you just finished. Organizing the living room and the kitchen every day was getting harder, but you weren’t complaining. It was the trails that your toddler would leave behind. Her stuffed animals, puzzles, books and Barbie dolls. After putting them all back in the bin, you finally sighed in relief, ready to just crawl under the bed covers and be in Joe’s arms.

However, laughter and giggles echoed down the hall and caught your attention. Looking at the time, you realized that it was late. Well, late for your daughter to be up at this hour. Walking down the hall and into her bedroom, you found Joe, still in his work clothes, on the floor playing with Rosie.

“Hi! I’m Miss Bunny!” Joe used his baby talk, letting the stuffed bunny hop in front of Rosie.

“Bunny!” Rosie’s fingers were on her mouth as she used her other hand to point at the stuffed bunny.

“Miss Bunny thinks it’s time for bedtime!” Joe let the stuffed bunny dance towards Rosie, who giggled happily.

You leaned against the doorframe and smiled, watching Rosie laugh as Joe tackled her with the bunny kisses. He then reeled her in his lap and attacked her with kisses all over her face. Rosie’s brunette curls were all disheveled the moment Joe pulled away. He laughed softly, stroking his daughter’s hair as she wrapped her tiny arms around Joe’s neck. She laid her head on his shoulder and yawned softly, while Joe caressed her back.

“My little Rosie.” He murmured, giving her a soft kiss on the forehead.

“Daddy… love.” Rosie said, yawning again.

“I love you too, darling.”

Joe started humming softly as he rocked Rosie in his arms. As you watched them, you couldn’t help but remember how you and Joe first met. If someone would have told you back then that this was going to be your future, you probably would have laughed so hard at how ridiculous it would sound. It was something you never knew that could happen in your life.

Ever.

It started one Friday afternoon when your sister came knocking on your door. You sighed as soon as you saw her car outside the window. You love your sister. You really did, but you were tired of babysitting her daughter every time she needed to go do something. You had your own life too, and you were stressed out at work already.

“What is it?” You asked as soon as you opened the door.

Camille gave you a shy smile as your eyes shifted towards your niece, Zoe, who was sitting at the passenger seat of Camille’s car. The window was down, and she was occupied with her phone. Your niece was 13 years old and somehow, your sister always wanted you to watch her.

“No, Camille.” You shook your head before she could say anything. “I’m not babysitting tonight. I had a long day at work. I don’t have the energy to deal with kids right now.”

“No, no.” Camille shook her head. “I’m not here to ask you to babysit. It’s just that… this weekend…”

You raised your brow at her, leaning your body against the door frame and your arms crossed in front of your chest.

“What about this weekend?” You asked.

“You see, there’s this comic con convention in the city, and Zoe has been begging me to take her because her favorite celebrity is going to be in it, but I can’t go this weekend because I have this project at work.” Camille let out a deep sigh. “I was wondering if you could take her, please?”

“No—No!” You repeatedly shook your head. “A comic con? No way! That’s way too crowded for me and you know I hate that! Besides, I’m not a fan of those things.”

“You don’t have to be a fan to go,” Camille explained. “Can you please just take her? She has been asking for this. She has been wanting to meet this guy. She really likes him.”

“It’s a guy?!” Your eyes widened. “What does she know about liking a guy? She’s like five.”

“She’s 13, honey.” Your sister tilted her head at you. “He’s a celebrity named Joe… something. I don’t know, he’s from this show called Stranger Things.”

“Stranger what?” You furrowed your brows and shook your head again. “No, no. What am I gonna do there?”

“Just please accompany her? I’ll pay for everything. Your gas, both of your food and even your admission ticket.”

You sighed, shifting your eyes at Zoe, who was now looking at the both of you. She had pleading eyes, and you knew she was silently begging you to say yes to accompany her.

“Do I have to stand in line to meet this man?” You asked, shifting your eyes back to Camille.

“I don’t think so.” She shrugged. “I guess it depends on their age rules, but you literally just have to accompany her. You don’t have to interact with anyone.”

You rubbed your forehead and scrunched your face as you agreed. Your sister should be glad that you love your niece or else, you would have said no to this, and she wouldn’t be able to convince you at all.

Camille smiled, pulling you into a hug and said, “Thank you!”

You pointed your index finger at her, raising your brow and said, “You’re paying for all of this. I’m not spending a single dime.”

Camille nodded her head and said, “Oh and… um… can you please not smoke in front of Zoe?”

You were taken aback by her little comment as you gasped softly. “You smoke in your household, Camille!”

“No, I haven’t!” She argued. “I haven’t smoked in years.”

You sighed, shaking your head in disbelief. Why was she acting like she was all innocent?

Camille took a step forward, touching you by the forearm. Her eyes were practically begging as she said, “I know you smoke when you’re stressed, and I know the crowd stresses you out. It’s just that Zoe is growing older, and I don’t want her to be picking up those kinds of habits.”

You scoffed, “Speak for yourself.”

“I know.” Camille admitted. “She doesn’t need to be like me before.”

You rolled your eyes and nodded at her as she gave you another thankful smile before walking away. As your sister slid herself back into the driver’s seat, you saw Zoe smiled at you and looked down at her phone. In just a second, your phone vibrated in your pocket and saw Zoe texting you a thank you as the car pulled away from your driveway.

Entering back into your place, you flopped yourself on the sofa and sighed. You didn’t understand how your sister could have a daughter and could barely be there for her. This was why you told yourself that you could never have kids. There was too much time and needs that you needed to sacrifice just so you could take care of them.

Shaking your head, you googled the show Stranger Things just to at least know what this was all about. You scrolled through the list of cast and saw two men that have the same name as Joe. One with long thick straight hair and one with curly long hair. You wondered which one Zoe was so fond of. Not really caring about it, you exited google and spent the rest of the night cuddled with your blanket on your sofa, watching your shows.

However, when Saturday came, you were dreading to get up. It was way too early and why were comic cons started at 10am? It was a Saturday! Who wanted to get up that early for it? For what? For an autograph and a picture?

On the way to your sister’s house, you grabbed yourself a cup of coffee and when you arrived, you found Zoe already waiting for you on the front porch. She looked excited and nervous at the same time. She had a backpack with her, and you furrowed your brows as you studied the outfit that she was wearing.

When did your sister approve of this sort of outfit?

In your opinion, you didn’t think it was bad. However, in your sister’s eyes? You knew she had an argument with Zoe this morning when she saw that t-shirt she was wearing.

“Hellfire Club?” You tugged on Zoe’s shirt lightly as soon as she slid herself on the passenger seat.

“So, your mom was okay with you having a picture of the devil on your shirt?” You raised your brow at her, making Zoe roll her eyes.

“She doesn’t know it.” Zoe shrugged. “It’s from the show. It’s not really the devil, Auntie.”

You chuckled softly, “So, this is not like a cult thing?”

Zoe sighed and said, “No, it’s not! Auntie, I thought you’re the cool Aunt. I thought you would be cool about this?”

“I am cool about this!” You argued, tugging on her shirt lightly again. “Let me see.”

Zoe turned her body to face you as she looked down at her shirt and gave you a proud smile. You chuckled softly, poking her stomach softly.

“I actually think you look pretty cool.” You smiled before finally driving out of the driveway.

Zoe smiled as she scrolled through her phone. For a moment, there was a comfortable silence between the two of you as you entered the freeway and made your way to the city. You looked over to Zoe and saw that she was scrolling through the website of the comic con.

“So, who’s this Joe guy, anyway?” You asked, interrupting the silence.

You saw the grin on Zoe’s face widened as she focused her eyes on the phone of her screen. Not a minute later, she held up her phone with a picture of a guy. He was wearing the same Hellfire Club shirt, long curly hair and had tattoos.

“That’s him?” You laughed. “With the perm and everything?”

“That’s just his character. He’s wearing a wig.” Zoe slumped on her seat, sighing.

You laughed softly, shaking your head. You continued to focus your eyes on the road as the skyline of the city slowly appeared in front of you. Zoe looked out the window for a moment, and you couldn’t help but glance at her. You saw the frustration in her eyes as you bit your lower lip. You didn’t mean to upset her over a picture, and you could tell she was going through something else.

“Hey,” You reached your hand over, patting her lap. “I’m sorry. You know I’m just teasing you.”

Zoe turned to you and nodded her head. “It’s just that… he already gets so much hate online, you know? He’s such a sweet guy, and I wish people were nicer.”

You couldn’t help but smile and squeezed her hand lightly. “People just don’t have anything to do with their lives that’s why they’re being like that.”

“Yeah…” Zoe looked down at her lap. “Mom just doesn’t understand it either.”

“Well, you know how your mom is.” You rolled your eyes. “She’s too stiff and strict. She got that from your grandma.”

Zoe let out a sigh, setting her chin on the palm of her hand as she looked out the window.

“Oh, c’mon. Cheer up. You’re going to meet him soon.” You gave her a reassuring smile.

Zoe gave you a nervous smile, nodding her head. She took your hand in hers and squeezed it lightly. As Zoe grew older, she was more comfortable sharing things with you than Camille. It wasn’t like you didn’t scold her about certain things. Camille was just too strict, and she never tried to understand that Zoe was growing up, and she was in a phase where she was experimenting different things to learn more about herself.

Arriving at the convention center, you walked in with Zoe and immediately saw a crowd of people already. It took about 15 minutes just entering the building, which you didn’t understand because you both were here before it even opened. Your eyes studied the room, looking at the people dressed up in different characters. You wonder how long it took them to dress up like that. They all looked really cool.

“Oh, over there!” Zoe tugged on your arm, pointing towards the corner at the back.

Your eyes immediately saw the big banner that had a picture of Joe’s character with his name plastered next to it. Grabbing you by the wrist, Zoe dragged you quickly towards it, stumbling and bumping through the crowd.

“Okay, slow down, Zoe.” You said.

“I can’t. The photo op is supposed to be at 11.” Zoe explained. “It’s already almost 10:30. I wanna be in line already.”

You took a deep breath and your eyes widened immediately as soon as you both arrived at the booth. The line was already long, and you followed Zoe all the way to the back and sighed. The crowd was making you anxious, and Zoe being in a panic and nervous mode wasn’t helping you either.

“How long is this going to take?” You asked.

Zoe shrugged. “It starts at 11. Maybe an hour or so?”

Your eyes widened. “Okay, how about this… I’ll be right back.”

Zoe tilted her head at you, a brow raised. You swore whenever she gave you that look, she looked exactly like your sister.

“You’re already stressed? Are you gonna go out for a smoke?”

“No.” You immediately answered as you made a face. “I’m… just gonna look at stuff… outside. The city skyline looks nice.”

Zoe kept her brow raised, knowing the fact that you were lying in front of her face.

“Mhm…”

“Just stay here and if you ever move, just text me where you are.” You pointed your index finger at her. “Don’t go anywhere far. I swear to god, Zoe. Your mother is going to kill me.”

Zoe rolled her eyes as you walked away. Walking through the crowds, you found two sliding doors that walked out to the balcony. The skyline of the city was right in front of it, and you couldn’t help but admire it as you took out a cigarette from your purse and lit it up. You exhaled a sharp breath, puffing out the smoke when another person joined you.

Glancing to your side, you watched as he fumbled through his coat pockets. The cigarette was tucked between his lips, and he looked like he was looking for his lighter.

“Great.” He murmured under his breath, taking the cigarette that was between his lips and exhaled a sharp breath.

Taking your lighter from your pocket, you took a few steps towards him and handed it to him. As he gazed up at you, his chocolate button eyes immediately caught yours. A small gasp was caught in your throat as you stared at him for a moment. As he slipped the lighter from your hands, you felt his touch on your fingers and suddenly, you felt something sparked inside of you.

Almost like the chemicals in your brain have changed.

“Thank you.” He gave you a shy smile before lighting his cigarette.

You nodded your head, giving him a faint smile as he gave you back your lighter. You noticed the English accent that slipped through his voice and wondered if he was just visiting town.

A comfortable silence surrounded the both of you for a moment before he interrupted and said, “Overwhelmed?”

You chuckled softly. “I don’t like the crowds.”

He nodded his head and blew a puff of smoke into the air and continued, “Me too. Gives me anxiety.”

You gave him a soft smile and looked towards the view of the skyline in front of the both of you. Then, you glanced over to him again.

“Y…You work for the convention?” You asked.

“Um…” He laughed softly, scratching the back of his head. “I guess you could say that.”

“I don’t know how you do it. Working and dealing with all those crowds?” You shook your head. “It’s why I choose to work in an office.”

The man chuckled softly, putting his cigarette out and said, “I guess so but after saying hi and taking pictures with them, it’s sort of worth it.”

You furrowed your brows at the small comment that he just made. For a moment, you were confused as to what he was talking about. You looked over your shoulder and through the glass windows and saw the banner that was literally underneath Zoe before slowly looking back at the man in front of you. You felt your cheeks flushed when you realized who it was. Putting out your cigarette, you let out a small laugh and shook your head.

“What?” He asked.

“My niece…” You laughed, turning to face him. “She would kill me right now if she knew who I was talking to.”

He gave you a wide smile, “I’m guessing you don’t watch Stranger Things?”

“I actually didn’t find out about it until just yesterday.” Your cheeks flushed again.

You didn’t know why you were feeling embarrassed. There was literally nothing to be embarrassed about. You just didn’t watch the show nor knew him at all. That was all. It wasn’t a crime or anything.

“I’m just accompanying my niece because my sister can’t seem to show up for her daughter lately.” You rolled your eyes. “I don’t know why she would have a child if she can’t even take care of her. It was like she just doesn’t even care. I mean… Zoe is literally growing up so fast, and she doesn’t even realize that—”

You glanced at him and saw an amused smile that was tugging on his lips. You bit your lower lip and looked away for a moment.

“And… I’m ranting to you. I’m so sorry.” You laughed softly, playing with the lighter in your hands.

“It’s okay.” He grinned widely. “I totally understand. One of my mates back in London is sort of the same. He tends to leave his kids to his sister, and I honestly feel like he doesn't care at all.”

“Yeah…” You looked down at your fingers.

“But I think it’s cool that you accompanied your niece to meet me.” Joe gave you a warm smile that suddenly made your stomach turn. “Not many people would do that, especially for a convention like this.”

You pursed your lips, giving him a small smile as you kicked the metal railing softly with your foot. Your head hung low, and you could feel your heartbeat race faster. Why was it all of a sudden, you were feeling a little shy?

“I’m Joe, by the way.”

He held out his hand and right before you could shake his hand, your flustered self dropped the lighter on the floor. You let out a nervous laugh as Joe picked it up on the ground and handed it to you. You introduced yourself as you took the lighter from his hand, feeling his touch against your skin again. Once again, you felt the electricity sparked inside of you, and you couldn’t explain what it was.

“Nice to meet you.” Joe smiled.

“Yo…You too.”

“I should get back. I have fans waiting for me.” Joe made his way towards the double doors.

“Of course.”

As he walked away, you turned your back towards the double doors and slapped your palm on your forehead, feeling so stupid and embarrassed. You didn’t even know why. You were never nervous when it came to talking to men, so why were you all flustered towards Joe? Was it because he was a celebrity or was it because you didn’t even recognize him, and you had the audacity to rant about your personal life to some stranger?

Shaking your head, you made your way back inside the convention center and waited for Zoe to finish off her photo ops with Joe. You sat in the corner and watched everyone around the center for a moment, before you occupied yourself with some work on your phone.

“Auntie!” Zoe called out, running towards you. “Look! Look!”

She squealed, handing you two printed pictures of her and Joe. You smiled and stared at the picture. One of the pictures was Joe hugging her tightly and the other one was them doing peace signs, and his tongue was sticking out in a goofy and dorky way.

“Was he nice?” You asked.

“Yes, he was so sweet! He said that he liked my shirt, and he called me darling.”

You laughed, taking the pictures from her. “Here let me hold this for you, while you prepare to go get his autograph.”

“Okay.” Zoe fixed her heavy backpack, but you were quick to grab her gently by her straps.

“Zoe, you’re struggling with that. Let me hold this for you.” You said, sliding her backpack off her shoulders.

As you set the backpack on the table in front of you, you helped fix Zoe’s shirt and just in time, Joe had walked by. Your eyes caught his as he gave you a warm smile when he passed by. Zoe was literally bouncing off her feet, while you were trying to fix her shirt but it was no use, she wouldn’t stay still.

“Zoe, sweetheart. Calm down.” You said, squeezing her arm softly.

“I’m gonna go!” Zoe said, walking away from you.

“Okay, text me–” You sighed and rubbed your forehead.

The rest of the day was slow. After Zoe had received her autograph from Joe, she had dragged you into his panel, and you sat there the whole time, watching him. His expressions and how he interacted with his fans. He was sweet to all of them and you were lucky enough to be sitting in the front row. Your sister truly had spent a lot of money for Zoe to get that VIP seat. You couldn’t help but wonder every time Joe glanced towards you, if he was thinking about that embarrassing conversation that you two had earlier.

“You know, he’s only two years older than you.” Zoe had told you later that night.

Since you had a long exhausting day running around with Zoe, you decided to abuse your sister’s credit card and took you and Zoe to a nice restaurant. That stress level from the crowd and making sure Zoe didn’t run off got you craving for steak. Something that you knew your sister was going to shake her head and roll her eyes. You couldn’t help but grin at the thought of it. Camille always had teased you all her life so when you had grown older, you kept giving her a payback every chance you got.

“So?” You raised your brow.

“So? I saw him looking at you during his panel.” Zoe shrugged, playing with the mashed potatoes in front of her. “Why did he keep glancing at you?”

“Who knows.” You took a sip of your wine and continued eating.

“Maybe he found you pretty or something.”

You barked out a laugh, shaking your head. “Zoe, stop spending so much time on the internet. It’s rotting your brain.”

“What? It could happen.” She shrugged and ate the mashed potatoes.

“Zoe, he’s an actor.” You made sure that she understood it.

“Yeah, but–”

“Excuse me.” The server came by your table, smiling at you. “This was ordered for you.”

She sets a bottle of wine in front of you along with a slice of tiramisu cake in front of Zoe. You straightened yourself on your chair, wondering who the server was talking about. Following the server’s gaze behind her, you saw Joe sitting across the room. He was with another man, who looked like his friend or something. The man sitting next to him was literally grinning ear from ear as he nudged Joe on the arm.

“Ohmygod.” Zoe gasped.

Your eyes widened as you saw Zoe’s expression turned into a panic mode. You felt your heartbeat race again when you saw Joe get up from his chair and walked towards your table. Zoe grabbed you by the wrist, and you swore for a 13 year old, she could snap your wrist in half from the way she was gripping it.

“Zoe.” You gave her a look and a warning voice to calm down and behave herself.

“Hi.” Joe smiled at you. “We meet again.”

“Again?!” Zoe exclaimed, shifting her attention to you.

You squeezed her hand softly under the table to calm herself down as you smiled at Joe. “Are you stalking me?” You joked.

“Are you sure you’re not stalking me?” Joe retorted back.

“Well, I was here first before you, wasn’t I?”

Joe was silent for a moment before shrugging and nodding his head in agreement. A small laugh escaped from him before his eyes turned to Zoe.

“Hi.” He grinned at her. “Nice to meet you again.”

“You too.” Zoe smiled excitedly. “I’m such a big fan.”

“Thank you.” Joe nodded before turning to you again. “May I?”

You nodded your head as he pulled up a chair next to you. You wonder if you were dreaming. You wonder if this was real, and you certainly wonder how the hell Zoe was just talking about this and now, it was happening? Was this some sort of prank? Were you on camera right now? Glancing towards your niece, she focused her attention on her food, but she was practically giddy on her seat.

“You didn’t have to do all this, you know?” You said, pointing at the wine and the tiramisu cake.

“Actually, it’s a little thank you.” Joe cleared his throat. “Ever since our conversation earlier, I couldn’t help but think about how I never had a conversation like that in a long time. You know, something real and genuine?”

You nodded your head towards the man that was sitting on their table. “He doesn’t give you genuine conversations?”

Joe looked over his shoulder and laughed softly. “He’s my manager. Most of our conversations involve work.”

“Ah,” You nodded your head in understanding. “Well, I’m glad I was able to give you that.”

“Well, I was hoping that maybe we could continue more conversations like that.”

You bit your lower lip as soon as you felt Zoe kicked you on the leg under the table. You clench your jaw from the pain that you felt. You swore Zoe was going to get an earful from you later on. As you continued your conversation with Joe, he had given you his number at the end of the night, and Zoe was practically excited and giddy when you both returned in the car.

“You’re literally the coolest Aunt.” Zoe had told you later that night when you had dropped her off home. “Thank you for coming with me today. It really means a lot.”

You smiled as you helped her slip her backpack on. “You know I’m always here for you, Zoe. I know I get busy at times but if there’s any problem or anything you need, I’m a text away, alright?”

Zoe smiled, wrapping her arms around your waist and embraced you. It was that night when you realized that the reason why you were always so irritated with Camille for bringing Zoe for you to babysit was because you cared too much about her. You didn’t want Zoe to have a distant relationship with her mom because she was always busy with work. You wanted Zoe to have a safe and healthy relationship with her family because she deserved so much love and happiness in this world.

“Hey, I didn’t know you were there.” Joe’s voice snapped you out of your thoughts.

Rosie was fast asleep in his arms as you smiled and walked towards them. Joe was still sitting on the floor, his hand gently caressing Rosie’s back. She had her head against his shoulder, face pressed on his neck.

“What are you thinking?” Joe whispered.

“You…” You smiled, rubbing Rosie’s back softly. “Zoe.. and Rosie.”

Joe smiled slightly, thinking about Zoe. He couldn’t believe she was almost graduating high school now. When he first met her, she was this energetic 13 year old. Now, she was almost a grown adult and more energetic and smarter than ever.

“Her graduation is coming up pretty quickly.” Joe said.

“Yeah, she’s Valedictorian of her class. I’m so proud of her.”

Joe got up from the floor and walked over to Rosie’s bed and set her down gently. He covered her with her blanket, tucking her in comfortably before setting the stuffed bunny next to her. Turning to face you, he wrapped his arms around your waist, giving you a soft kiss on the lips.

“If it wasn’t for Zoe, we wouldn’t be here right now.” Joe murmured.

You let out a soft hum, wrapping your arms around his neck. “That’s true… We wouldn’t have Rosie either.”

Unwrapping his arms from you, Joe looked over his shoulder and stared at Rosie, who was fast asleep. He knelt down next to her bed, softly brushing her brunette curls away from her face before placing a soft kiss on her hair.

“I don’t know where I would be without the both of you.” Joe smiled.

Kneeling down next to him, you placed a soft kiss on Rosie’s forehead. When you were pregnant with Rosie, you and Joe had promised each other that no matter how busy life gets, you both will always put her first no matter what.

“I love you both so much.” You whispered.

“Mama?” You gazed down at Rosie, who fluttered her eyes open.

She reached her arms towards you as you smiled and picked her up in your arms.

“Get some rest, sweetheart.” You rocked her softly, while Joe rubbed her back.

As you set her back down on her bed, you felt Rosie’s arms tightened around your neck. You chuckled softly at Joe as he shook his head.

“In bed with us it is then.” Joe stated.

Walking out of Rosie’s room, Joe followed behind you, turning the lights off and went to freshen up as you settled Rosie on the bed between the both of you. You tucked her in the bed before you went to change into your pajamas. Not moments later, Joe’s arms wrapped around your waist, hugging you from behind.

“That day…” Joe kissed your cheek softly, turning you around to face him. “When you started talking about Camille, and I saw you all flustered, I knew that I wanted to get to know more about that girl that I met on the balcony.”

You chuckled softly, running your hands down his chest. “It was the first time I ever felt something like that to anyone. It was like the chemicals in my brain twisted and turned into something I never knew before.”

You wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing him softly on the lips. Joe pressed your body against his as he kissed you deeper and hungrily.

“It was like suddenly, everything was golden. Like I saw colors I never knew before.” You said once you pulled away from the kiss.

“You and Rosie are my life.” Joe murmured. “You both are everything to me.”

He softly caressed your cheek with his thumb before taking your hand and took you to the bedroom. As you settled on your sides of the bed, Joe wrapped an arm around Rosie, giving her a kiss on her forehead again before moving over and giving you a quick kiss. With both of them like this in your bed, you couldn't help but thanked your little stars for bringing Joe into your life, and you certainly thanked your little stars for letting your sister dragged you to that comic con with Zoe.

Who knew that one day that you dreaded so much turned into something so important?

Who knew that was going to be the beginning of your life forever?

The End.

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alornights · 1 year

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⟢ sleepovers and treatments

➜ in which ! kyle enters the world of lush and beauty.

💌 ﹫kyle broflovski.

✩ 🎸 warnings﹗none.

🍓 ⟡ notes — i need to get my lush life together tbh

kyle never was that interested in skincare or beauty if we're being real here, seriously guys, be honest.

of course he takes care of his hair but, very minimal.

so when he starts dating you and is invited for a sleepover at yours, he's beyond shocked at what he witnessed in your bathroom.

"Why do you have so much stuff." He murmured in disbelief, jaw dropped at the sight of your bathroom.

You laughed pulling out two face masks. "It makes me feel good, I feel accomplished and it makes me feel pretty."

He rolled his eyes, "I don't think you need all that though."

"Probably," You joked pushing him so he was sitting on the toilet, walking between his legs to start putting on his face mask, "But it's fun, it's cool, and it's trendy. And you feel like you aged down 50 years so I say that's a win."

"Oh really?" He questioned, his arms dragging you closer to him by your waist, giving you a kiss on your collarbone. "We'll see about that."

and see he did.

usually he would just, not do this. like he would just refuse.

but something about the way you just lit up whenever he let you do something had his heart melting.

so he let you put all kinds of products on his face, and tbh, took note of what might work, for research purposes ofc.

you even managed to get him to realize how bad his hair is and how he needs to bring it to its glory. lord knows how much he needed your advice on that one.

one of the main reasons he let you do this though, was because of how close you would get to him.

he loves you. which means he loves being around.

so the fact that you're so up and close to him most of the time sends butterflies to his stomach and almost gets him to giggle.

if you're standing while he sits, he'll let his hands rest at your hips to circle them or draw/write things into your skin.

extra points; he kisses any skin he sees to make you flustered.

extra extra points; you sitting in his lap so whenever he wants hell just start kissing your neck, whispering sweet nothings.

this whole ordeal lasts fucking hours. let's say you start at like 7, this shit will take up until 11 or 12.

why? either you two get distracted talking about gossip or kyle is being dramatic and refuses to do something.

"Do I have to?" He questioned with a raised eyebrow, watching you take out your nail equipment.

"Yeah, your nails are horrendous to look at. You have some hot hands, they can be even hotter with good nails." You explained with a smirk, "And it's not like I'm going to color them unless you want me to."

"... What colors do you have?"

ended up not doing any color nail polish sadly, one day you'll get him though. don't worry, time is unlimited.

"All this... for a bath." He uttered turning to you in shock seeing what you had laid out for him.

He tilted his head as he watched the bath continue to steam up. Looking to the end of the bath he realized there was a stool with a few things on it.

For one, his favorite drink was in a wine bottle. Ice and mini umbrella included. Then there was a radio with old classic hits playing, some grapes, a lit vanilla candle, and a bunch of different varieties of bath bombs.

All this, for a bath.

You simply smiled, "Welcome to the lavish life."

he will be doing this at home any chance he gets.

or he'll just go over to your place. either which works.

you tried for funsies to try and do his makeup and he simply refused knowing it would somehow get passed around.

but, he wanted to do your hair to see if he was any good (totally not bc he wanted to do it for you every day in case you didn't want to). and how could you deny your boyfriend?

you started off with braids and he was surprisingly good at it for his first time. a few mistakes but overall pretty good.

this is just a silly lil thing but i imagine the two of you listening to barbie, specifically can you keep a secret while doing your routine.

NO ACTUALLY I LIED, IT WOULD BE FABULOUS, SHARPAY EVANS. JUST IMAGINE DANCING TO THAT SONG IN FRONT OF MIRROR OH LORD. KYLE GOING ALL SASSY-

by the end of the night, he feels like a new man.

he's never, and in his words, "felt so clean"

"So...." Kyle murmured climbing onto the bed to lay his head on your chest.

You smiled immediately letting your hands play with his curls, "Hmm?"

".... When are we doing this again?"

#south park x reader #kyle broflovski x reader

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marvelobsessed134 · 6 months

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Fill you up

Part of the CEO!Barbie AU

Pairings: CEO!Barbie x Fem!reader

Warnings: cum filled strap, breeding, mommy kink, top!barbie, sub!reader, slight degradation, pregnancy kink, fingering, and I think that’s it.

Summary: You’ve been living with Barbie for awhile now, and she thinks it’s finally time to make you hers forever

It was a normal day in your shared mansion with Barbie. You were folding laundry while she was working in her office upstairs. Or so you thought. Because the next thing you knew, you felt arms wrap around your waist and a hard bulge pressed against your ass.

“Hi babygirl.” She rasped, kissing down your neck while her hand snuck into your leggings and panties, feeling the wetness that was already gathering inside.

“So wet already, were you thinking about mommy?”

“Yes, I’m always- always thinking about you.” You moaned when her fingers slipped easily inside, pumping in and out at a steady pace. Her thumb rubbed your clit as well.

“Oh mommy.” You moaned.

“Such a good girl, always wet for mommy. And still so tight, taking me so well.” The blonde groaned when she felt you clench around her.

“I’m gonna cum!” You cried.

“Cum for me, that’s it, good girl.” You released your juices all over her. She took her fingers out and sucked them clean, moaning at your taste.

“Today is a very special day because mommy got a strap filled with real cum so I can get you pregnant. M’gonna get you pregnant before making you my wife. How does that sound?” You’ve never wanted anything more in your entire life!

“Y-yes mommy sounds so good! Want you to claim me please.”

She hummed in approval before taking you to her office. You knew what was going to happen. Barbie loved to bend you over her desk.

“Strip for me babygirl.” Your girlfriend commanded and you obeyed, taking off your leggings and crop top. Barbie loved the way your tits bounced when you took off your shirt. She walked towards you, playing with your nipples. “So beautiful my love.” She whispered before kissing you. “Now get my cock all nice and wet for you.”

You got on your knees and pulled her pants down while she stool off her shirt. The strap sprang out and you couldn’t believe how big it was and how it looked like a real cock. But you’ll always prefer her pink one.

You licked from the base to the tip before taking it into you mouth, choking and bobbing your head. “There you go, take my cock inside your small mouth.” Barbie groaned, fisting some of your hair as you continued to suck.

“Fuck, bend over my desk baby come on.” You quickly took it out of your mouth, seeing it was covered in your saliva and got into position on the desk.

You felt your arousal drip down your legs, you are embarrassingly wet. Sucking the strap always made you so turned on and Barbie knew that. Sometimes she’d wake up to you in the middle of the night putting it on her so you could suck her off.

You twitched when she teased the tip of it at your entrance. “Do you want it?” You could hear the smirk in her voice.

“Yes mommy, want your cock so bad. Need it please!” You we’re crying at this point begging for her to fuck you senseless and breed you full.

“Good girl.” The blonde whispered before pushing into you, stretching you out like you’ve never been before. You moaned loudly, gripping the edge of the desk as she began to thrust into you. “Oh fuck!” You moaned.

“Good girl, taking my dick so well. So fucking tight.” Your girlfriend groaned. Her movements became harder and faster, fucking into you with so much force.

“Mommy!!!” You moaned.

“Yeah you like that? Fuck, such a pretty little slut for me to use whenever I want.”

You felt yourself get closer and closer to the edge. “m’gonna cum mommy please let me cum oh-“

“Yes go ahead baby, cum for me. Gonna cum inside you.” Once you clenched around the strap you felt cum release inside of you as you came. Your eyes widened in surprise, relishing in the feeling of being filled.

“Yeah, filling you up with my child right now sweetheart.” Barbie moaned, smacking your ass.

Your mouth was wide open as you regained your breath while she slowed down her movements.

“Good girl, you’re gonna be such a good little mommy. I think there’s still some left if you wanna taste?”

With that, you scrambled back onto your knees, feeling the cum leak out of you, and Immediately started sucking again. You tasted your own cum as you squeezed the tip and let some of the hot, salty cum out onto your tongue. “Such a cock slut.” Barbie chuckled.

You rolled your eyes back at the taste before cleaning yourself up and -failing- to stand up. “Aww poor baby. Come here.” She opened her arms and picked you up, carrying you into your shared master bathroom, sitting you on the counter while she ran a bath.

#barbie movie fanfic #barbie x reader #barbie smut #barbie fanfic #barbie movie smut #barbie movie x reader

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thelucidityofdeath · 10 months

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plus sized reader hcs with margot!barbie.

margot robbie!barbie x fem!plus sized!reader.

summary: headcanons for barbie with a female plus-sized reader!

warnings: fatphobia, brief mention of starving yourself

a/n: i imagine this has been done before but i wanted my take on this!! this is the first time i've written headcanons as well as an x reader story so i apologize if things are a bit messy. reader uses she/her pronouns and this is for human barbie!

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barbie is all for body positivity.

that's why when she met you, she didn't even notice your weight. she saw you as a normal woman and treated you as such.

however, when you and barbie started dating, she quickly realized a lot of people didn't feel the same way.

so many people, for whatever reason, hate fat people. they treat it as an insult. they think all fat people are lazy and just lay around eating food all day.

it breaks barbie's heart.

back in barbieland, there were plenty of plus-sized barbies. nobody cared about their weight; everyone saw them as the beautiful and hard-working women they were.

so why is it that whenever barbie holds your hand as the two of you walk down the street, people shoot you disgusted looks? why do people always walk up to her and say, "you deserve so much better than that pig" like you're not the love of her life?

barbie isn't a violent person by any means. but when she sees the judgemental looks people give you when you order food, she wants to punch someone.

barbie's willing to defend you at all costs. she just thinks you're so beautiful and perfect. she doesn't understand how people could call you lazy when you work so hard every single day.

she hates whenever you talk negatively about your body. she'll always reassure you, insisting that she loves you no matter how much you weigh.

if you decide you wanna start trying to lose weight, she'll support you every second. she'll come with you to the gym if you want and she'll help you pick out foods that match your diet.

if you break those habits, she'll assure you that it's alright and you can try again whenever you feel up to it.

if you try starving yourself, barbie will immediately notice. she obviously doesn't wanna shove food down your throat and force you to eat, but she'll probably sternly talk to you and tell you how important it is to have food. afterward, she'll try to coax you back into eating by cooking your favorite meals.

overall, she's just very supportive of you. she wants nothing but the best for you and she loves you regardless of your size. <3

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once again i apologize if these are messy! not used to writing x reader stories or headcanons lmao. hope you all enjoy!

#barbie #barbie movie #barbie 2023 #barbie x reader #margot robbie #x reader #fem reader #plus size reader #chubby reader #barbie margot robbie #barbie fluff #barbie fanfic #barbie x f reader #headcanons #fluff

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wetfeline · 2 years

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IT'LL PASS

gojo satoru x reader

CONTAINS; angst, unrequited love, modern highschool au meaning they don't have cursed energy or some stuff like that, cursing(?) not that much tho

NOTES; i haven't,,,, wrote fanfiction in like months lol please don't expect this to be top tier or something :( i think my writing actually down graded wtf also pls give me some ideas if anyone actually sees this cause i wanna continue writing i guess that's all ty

SATORU IS your first love (and is probably your last), the guy you grew up with, his snow colored hair, his eyes matching the perfectly blue ocean and you were sure you can drown in it if you've stared long enough. All these characteristic you've learned to grow fond of, and to be honest, you can't imagine your life without him.

He is your earth, the steady one beneath your feet who keeps you from falling apart.

The only problem is that, he doesn't like you back. Even though he never actually stated it, you were sure because you weren't blind to not see the signs.

All your life you have loved him, you were there through his up and downs, and you were also there when he experienced a girlfriend, his first love you can say. You weren't foolish enough to believe he would stay single forever- not with his looks and charming personality. It doesn't help wih the fact that he's popular too.

You were just his bestfriend, all you could do was watch on the sidelines with the other girls as he announced he officially had a girlfriend. But it didn't last long, really. You kind of expected that. It was his first romantic experience and you knew him well enough about the fact that he doesn't let people in very easily, and the girl was kind of annoying him, you guess.

You've heard the girl whine about the fact that he doesn't coddle her that much, and that he wasn't that good of a boyfriend unless it was for sex. You could only swallow and clench your fists as you heard that, maybe if it was me.

So when you heard that they broke up, you felt kind of relieved and happy.

Maybe you shouldn't have felt that, but you wanted to be selfish for once and delude yourself that maybe you have a chance now, now that she's gone.

You hate yourself for thinking like that.

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"SUGURU, what the fuck? How did I get 30 out of 50 in the test," you hear Shoko complain as you and the black haired male snort at the same time.

"I wonder why," he replies,

You tune out their conversation as you focus your eyes on Satoru on the field, he was talking to another woman and that doesn't really bother you that much but the fact that he had a soft smile on his face, a smile that you thought was reserved for only you.

But that was you dreaming once again, thinking like a pathetic stupid fool.

The woman is a real beauty too, no wonder. Her legs were smooth and long, her bangs framing around her face perfectly and her face was practically a real life barbie doll. Tall nose, plump lips, long eyelashes and a mole under her eye. You won't even question why Satoru was looking at her with that kind of expression.

You snap out of it as Suguru nudges you with his elbow making you wither in pain, "What the hell!"

"Soo, what's making you look so sad?"

"I'm not! Go back to teasing Ieiri or something," you furrow your brows, still trying to recover from the pain. Him and Satoru is literally a pain in the ass. You were sure if you stayed with them long enough you would grow white hairs at your youthful age.

"No seriously, is it because of Satoru again?" He replies, raising an eyebrow. He wasn't a fool not to notice your unrequited love with the white haired man.

"No."

It's so obvious, he thinks, gazing pitifully at you.

You notice his smile and you grumble even more, his expression not helping you at all. Not that you expect comfort from him though.

"Y/N, It'll pass-" he starts off gently but you shake your head stubbornly, sighing as you know what he was about to say. You weren't moving on from him, and even if you tried, you were sure you couldn't. Satoru would always be on your mind, whether you like it or not.

Suguru exhaled as he always knew what you were about to do. It was always like this, even though he tried to confront you about the fact that this isn't healthy for you and your feelings you would always shake your head.

"Don't worry, he'll realize you're the one for him all along one of these days," he teases, wiggling his eyebrows at you to try and lift the mood up. You caught on on what he was trying to do and just played along,

"Yeah, he will," I don't know.

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You stretch your arms as you stand up, yawning as you sighed in relief after realizing you almost fell asleep in class. As you were about to open your bag and get your lunchbox, you glance at the door and wonder why a heap of people was standing there.

"Y/N!" One of them call to you, waving you over.

"Huh, me?"

"Yeah! Gojo is here, apparently looking for you!'

'Toru? Here? Looking for me?

You immediately blush, hands automatically clutching your lunchbox as it sweats. Your heart was beating so fast you were sure everyone could hear it- you hope not though.

"You're one lucky girl, Y/N! I wish Gojo-san would also come to my classroom and call me, haha."

"Yeah, that's literally what I imagine every night."

Despite all those comments you could only hear your heartbeat ringing in your ears, slowly walking towards the door as you excuse yourself to your classmates.

"I'll be right back, guys."

You follow him to an empty cooking classroom, him closing the door, and you swear you couldn't breathe as you watch him stand infront of you. Little drops of water fell periodically from the tap into the sink. They made small ping noises as they hit the stainless steel basin. Accompanying it was another regular noise, as the second hand of the clock went round and round on its own merry path.

A constant noise, no matter the hurricane happening in life, the clock goes on, completely unaffected by the changes around it.

Why were you so nervous? You don't know.

Maybe because there's a possibility he might confess, you think and you immediately shake your head, making him wonder whats wrong.

"What's wrong, Y/N?" he asks, and you know you shouldn't fiddle with your fingers, you know you shouldn't blush, you know you shouldn't assume just because he went to your classroom, asked you to follow him into an empty classroom with no one inside, the door closed, the two of you only inside. Yeah, you shouldn't assume.

"Nothing," your answer was short, and you immediately overthink. Was that too cold? You hope not. What is he even going to say anyways? Is there something important? Something urgent? Something.. love related and he was actually gonna confess his undying love to you?

You slap your inner self.

"Soo, what's the matter?" You try and converse with him, the atmosphere being alot more awkward that it shouldn't.

"I have something to say," he says, and as you observe his face, he looked more excited than usual, pink covering his cheeks and your heart falls. Before you could even think about it, he says something you've been dreading.

"I have a girlfriend," he says, "I've met them two months ago and honestly? Their attitude really stuck on me. I think they might be the one. Also, their appearance are really amazing. Like on the top. Like Anne Hathaway kind of pretty, like-"

He rambles and the fact it was unusual for him to do that, the fact that he looked so, lovesick made you look down as you could only suffer in silence. You tune out what he's saying because you knew that if you kept listening you would've sobbed right there.

Tears started to form inside your eyes. You were trying so hard to not let your legs give up because it was already shaking. He had a girlfriend before, but why didn't it hurt that much as it did with this?

Maybe because he actually looked so inlove than the one before.

He was only a meter apart, you could hold him, tell him what you feel, you want to, but the salt of rejection stings when the wounds of unwanted love are so open.

You have loved him for many years, but maybe it was just not enough, not enough for him to notice it, not enough for him to reincorporate your feelings, or maybe he knew you loved him, but he just didn't love you back in the way you did.

If I stopped loving him, that would be much more easier.

But why? Why is it him among all the other people, I wonder.

Satoru .. Please, fall inlove with me.

"Y/N? Are you listening?"

"Yeah, I am," you reply blinking your tears away as you hid your clenched fist behind your skirt, "How did you out of all people get a girlfriend, 'Toru?"

"Excuse me? I've had a girlfriend!"

"Once, and that didn't even went well." You look up at him, drowning in his features. How badly you want to see that face everyday when you wake up, they don't know, he doesn't know how badly you would like to kiss him everytime you please.

You smile, even though it doesn't reach your eyes.

"Congrats, Satoru. I wish you guys a happy relationship."

"Thank you."

You don't know whether to be grateful or cry about the fact that he's oblivious about your feelings.

Suguru, how do you let it pass?

#gojo satoru #gojo x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen suguru #suguru x reader #fanfiction #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk angst #Spotify

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lucky-starling · 10 months

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I did Barbenheimer and it was overall a good double feature experience but I didn't like either movie quite as much as I thought I would, but I still did like both of them!

(Looong post, contains spoilers, rambling)

For Oppenheimer, I saw it in 70 mm which made it look really amazing, but I think might be the reason it sounded awful. There's a continuous score playing throughout most of the movie with very few breaks for silence, which influenced a lot of how I absorbed the movie. Much of the first like 45 minutes are vignettes of a younger Oppenheimer, but the continuous music, which never really broke for scene changes or anything, made them kind of muddle together in my mind? The first act felt very dreamlike and disjointed bc of this, to me. I also did not pick up on all the dialogue. Between the people talking rather quietly, and the music being so loud so, I honestly think that I was unlucky or something and saw a screening with pretty bad sound mixing.

I really liked some artistic choices and really disliked some others. The scene with the bleachers after the bombing? Amazing cinematography. The scene where he confesses to an affair and his wife is suddenly watching him have sex in the trial room? Beautiful, but also, felt completely out of place in the movie? Like seeing a cat in the ocean. I love cats, but that's not where they belong.

And then there's a lot of stuff that boils down to personal preferences and issues. Again, the sound mixing was eeeuuugh. There was a lot of sudden, jarring noises (yeah yeah its a movie about a bomb so I should have expected that). It was a very bad sensory experience. I spent much of the movie plugging my ears and wishing I brought earplugs because it was just. So. Loud. Also, I didn't know much or have much interest in this part of history, from an American pov. I love movies like In This Corner of The World or Akira, which are literally and metaphorically about the effects of war and the bombs from Japan's perspective, but I have a level of hesitance around American WW2 stories because of how many tend to be propaganda. Oppenheimer did not seem like propaganda at all, but again, i just didn't have context, beforehand knowledge, or any preinvestment to the people, time, and story the movie was about. And I got up to pee during the testing scene which I've been assured was probably the best scene in the movie so. That might have added to my disappointment.

Ok on to Barbie.

I liked it! It was fun. Of course a lot of the more serious emotional notes and themes hit me. I definitely think that this is something that suffered from being overhyped. I think I would have liked it more had the marketing not built it up to be this perfect movie.

The casting was great. The production and visuals of the movie were perfect. I liked the general themes. I think the movie could have benefitted from committing to an adult audience instead of trying to waffle between age ranges. Not so they could have more "beach each other off" or gynecology jokes, but so they could explore the deep themes like, just a taaaad bit more in depth?

I remember seeing gerwigs quote about how the movie is very much about, paraphrasing here, how there's a certain point in a girl's life where she goes from feeling like she can do everything to feeling like she can't do anything. That feeling was very palpable in the movie. We see the barbified version of life that is often young girls primary context for how life is, with the pink and the kindness and the high level positions in careers. To being objectified for the first time and having all these new emotions for the first time and confronting your own mortality. All these experiences are firsts for our girl! Just like when you're growing up and everything is new. It's super relatable. This creeping yet sudden realization that the world is not inherently safe or kind like you're led to believe as a child. The understanding that you can't do everything. It's so good.

Um. But then it kind of shifts.

I think the handling of Ken and the Patriarchy was very good and funny in individual parts, but putting those parts together and making it the central conflict felt pretty thin. I love how Ken latches on to "patriarchy" because he feels hurt by Barbie constantly rejecting him. I love that he has that emotional, reactionary reason to adopt a superficial idea of "men ruling, actually". I love how cartoonish the movies version of patriarchy is with it kind of being reduced to saloon doors and film buffs and horses. I love how he admits that he stopped even being interested in it once he realized it wasn't about horses, but felt like he had to continue since he already invested a lot into it.

But I felt this was kind of lackluster for a couple reasons? One is like, it got me thinking a lot about like, ok, we've seen young girl culture and like, Barbie and princess culture, we have a frame of reference for that right, but what is the culture for young boys? Trucks and horses and dinosaurs? Those aren't things you can aspire to, and even their human-ish role models in media are very often superheroes, right? There's still a level of unattainability there. Girls have fairies and princesses, but Barbie itself touched almost every girl's childhood in a significant way, and its very much about girl power and that "you can do anything!!" (In a career way) attitude. (It's girlboss feminism at the end of the day, but it is more realistic than superheroes.)

And like historically this came from decades of women *not* being able to do anything, at all. So it makes sense that this push for confidence and self determined identity and positive role models was never made in the same way for young boys, but, ah, has a void been created in this process? Do they have any healthy ideals to aspire to? It's easy to look at, yes, the patriarchy and think "men are doing well enough for themselves, they don't need anything else" but that's very surface level, isn't it? And isn't this very vacuum of healthy aspirations what causes boys to latch onto toxic identities that hurt boys and girls? Isn't that what Ken did? Aren't we leaving young boys behind?

Uh, so I found the resolution of "maybe it's Barbie and it's ken" not wrong but, just, I wanted a little bit more I guess?

Ah, and they "solve" the problems by, using the Ken's insecurities to turn them against each other so they can't vote and make it a full barbie-ocracy again? I don't know it felt mean spirited in contrast to what it had caused me to think about. But that's not to say I have any ideas on how it could have been handled better.

And then, the other reason it felt meh as a central conflict to me is like, patriarchy is definitely a big part of all of those complicated, new, bad feelings that come with growing out of childhood as a girl, but not all of them. Irrepressible thoughts of death are not men's fault. Of course they handled all of these things pretty well in the post-conflict scene with Ruth, but it just felt a little forgotten by the main plot for a while.

I think maybe it could have benefitted by making barbies "human girl" not an adult woman but an actual girl, since a lot of the feelings it was exploring are pretty tied to puberty and coming of age, and to maybe make that human a more prominent character? Because as it was they felt pretty sidelined.

Ok anyway though I had a good time at the theaters xx

#murmurs #barbie #oppenheimer #barbenheimer

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buckysimp101 · 2 years

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Deleted Scene 2- Love at First Grade (18+)

drabble warnings: fluff. that’s all. oh it’s so sticky sweet

request: the wedddinnggg???? omg avery and becca would be so adorable with excitement (here’s the ask)

a/n: you asked, now i’m delivering! hope y’all enjoy this lil drabble of their wedding

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“Becca, Avery. For the last time the two of you need to sit still so these nice ladies can finish your hair.”

“Yes, Nanaaaaaaaaa,” the two feisty eight and nine year olds spoke sweetly in unison as they batted their eyes at Winnie. Winnie merely cut her eyes at the two, trying to figure out if they would actually listen this time, before walking away. Avery and Becca giggled as the ladies rushing around the room trying to finish up last minute hair and makeup barely paid them any mind as they wrapped up with the girls.

“Psssst, Avery. Mama said we can get candy if we’re good….and I think we’ve been good…wanna go find some candy?” Becca whispered as if not to catch the attention of the adults in the room. You were sitting in the chair now, being doted on by Winnifred and your mother as the cosmetologists finished working on your hair and makeup, Bex, Wanda and Natasha oohing over your dress in the corner. The girls were alone, relatively speaking, for the first time all day.

Avery pressed her lips together, trying to think if she had actually been good or if she just wanted candy, but the latter thought won out by convincing her of the former. The wedding was another hour away, not that the two girls had any way of telling time nor were they about to ask. So they did what relatively unsupervised children do, they snuck out the open door. Becca and Avery giggled when they realized none of the adults had even seen them leave, as they took off down the hallway in bare feet and matching pajamas. The first door they found was the bathroom, but it was the fanciest bathroom either of them had ever set foot in. Gilded mirrors and fancy tile had the girls dancing and singing like they were in a Barbie Princess movie. It only took a few minutes of goofing off before they remembered the task at hand, and they left the fancy bathroom behind in search of candy.

A few more doors, a few storage closets, another bathroom. Still no luck. When they rounded the corner and found the stair well, they decided they might as well check the other floors. One floor and four tested doors later the girls were in for a surprise. But it wasn’t candy. No. It was…

“UNCLE STEVE!?”

“Becca…Avery…what are you two doing down here?” Steve questioned from where he sat in the suite, obviously confused and concerned as to why the two girls were wandering around the venue on their own. His question didn’t have time to be answered however because the door to the bathroom was opening up and revealing a very anxious ball of energy, concerned as hell about his tie and if it was the right length or not.

“Steve, I swear for the life of my I can’t remember if this tie is supposed to be this long, or if it’s supposed to be shorter. The dimple looks like it’s off-center, I look a me-,” Bucky rambled, still not noticing the girls until they released their twin shrieks like a banshee call.

“DADDY!!!!!!!!!” “PAPA!!!!!!!” Becca and Avery squealed as their eyes landed on Bucky in his suit. His attention was grabbed immediately, but before he could even ask the girls how they’d gotten there they were running full speed and flinging themselves into his arms.

“You look so handsome!” “We haven’t seen you all day!” “Mama looks beautiful, did you know that!?” On and on the girls squealed and rambled until Bucky could finally find the words he was looking for.

“You know it’s so good to see you girls, and wow do you both look so pretty with your hair all nice and ready…but…you’re not in your dresses…and there’s no adult here besides Uncle Stevie…how did you end up here?” Bucky questioned so as not to sound angry but at least the slightest bit concerned. The giggles stopped almost immediately as the girls realized their search for candy was likely at an end. Neither of them answered Bucky, but their silence was answer enough. He let out a sigh and squeezed the girls tight before heading into the bathroom for his phone. As he was about to call his mother, he was receiving one from her instead.

“Hey ma,” Bucky started but was immediately cut off by his mother’s frantic voice going on and on about the girls and not being able to find him, but Bucky was able to calm her down as he let her know that he had them safe and sound if she wanted to come pick them up and get them ready. At the sound that the girls had been found, it was like everyone on his mother’s side of the phone call let out a deep breath as she thanked him and promised to send Bex to pick them up. After hanging up the phone, Bucky looked down at Becca and Avery but each of them were offering him a small look of wide eyes and sad faces.

“Girls, you scared your mama and Nana and Grammies and all your aunties. Wanna tell me what you were doing walking around the place by yourself and not telling anyone where you were going?”

Avery spoke up, “we were just looking for candy, Papa. All the ladies were done with us and mama said if we were good we would get candy.” Her voice wobbled a little bit and Bucky knew that she was seconds from crying at the stress and fear they’d accidentally given everyone today, Becca, meanwhile, merely nodded her head in agreement but refused to make eye contact with Bucky. Heaving out another sigh, he pulled the girls close and made them promise to apologize to you the second they got back in their room. And that they wouldn’t get candy for this because of their actions; however, he did promise them cake if they behaved the rest of the day. And everybody knows that cake trumps candy all the time.

When Bex arrived to pick up the girls she also told them how much their disappearance scared everyone and how you were on the verge of tears when you had looked around, and they were nowhere to be seen. Both Becca and Avery’s lips wobbled that time, Bucky could tell they didn’t like the idea that they had upset you, so he sent them off with Bex to apologize and get ready for the wedding.

When the girls arrive back in the room you wrapped them each into a tight hug. You apologized to them for not paying as much attention to them this morning and they apologized for leaving without telling an adult where they were going or what they wanted. Not much longer and everyone was dressed, the girls were calling you a princess, and you were walking down an aisle scattered with flowers, your father on your arm guiding you toward your husband. The moment Bucky laid eyes on you his world stopped. His heart thudded dangerously loud in his ears, his eyes pricked hot with tears, and his mouth had a mind of its own as it damn near dropped to the floor at the sight of you. One tear dropped from his eyes, then two, then three. Until Bucky was being nudged in the side by Steve, offering him a handkerchief and a smirk that said “I-told-you-so.” When your hand was put in his, Bucky felt his heart soar and when you were proclaimed husband and wife, he claimed your lips in a heated kiss, a few wolf whistles thrown out by Tony and Sam and twin “ewes!” By the girls were the only things pulling him back to the present. The glint in your eye was proof that he’d have more of that later on.

The reception went off without a hitch. The girls behaved wonderfully the rest of the night and got the first slices of cake. As the night wore on and bedtime slowly crept upon them, they got more clingy. Throughout the night the girls had gone from dancing with the two of you, to dancing with Steve and Sam, to Sam and Nat, to Morgan Stark. Towards the end, the four of you danced slowly with Avery and Becca both in Bucky’s arms, enclosed in a little huddle as you all swayed to the music. The girls’ eyes were getting heavier and you both knew it was almost time to send them on to bed with Grammie. Becca provided you with a tight hug and a kiss on the cheek as she sighed, “I love you, mama” and Avery did the same to Bucky. The little pieces of affection enough to make you want a million more kids.

When the kids and the grandparents left the music turned a little more…inappropriate and so did the dancing. Eventually, the music wound down once more and a few more slow songs played for the night to end. Bucky was holding you tight, singing along to the words of the song talking about love and the future, his lips brushing against your ear and sending bolts of electricity through your body. When you looked into his eyes, they were sparkling with happiness. He bent down to capture your lips in a kiss, slow and languid. Sweet and soft with a hint of a promise of what was to come. When he broke the kiss, Bucky looked like he was about to say something but your attention was pulled to something just over his shoulder. Your eyes widened and you damn near poked a hole through his chest to get him to focus on something else.

“You think he finally wisened up and asked her!?” you whispered in excitement, pulling Bucky’s attention to the other side of the dance floor where Wanda and Steve danced closely to one another, their eyes completely locked on their partner and nobody else in the room. Bucky snorted in response, the day Steve Rogers ever bucked up the courage to talk a pretty girl into dancing with him was the day that pigs would fly.

“Come on, you know it was Wanda that did that. Steve gets flustered just by being in her general vicinity,” Bucky teased, making you giggle in response. Wanda had been flirting with Steve ever since that night at Obsidian, and Steve had…tried to flirt back a number of times. But it didn’t matter how often Steve crashed and burned in his attempts with Wanda, she always found them endearing, a promise she’d made to you multiple times over the years. Wanda’s crush on Steve had only grown as the years passed, and so had Steve’s crush on Wanda. At every possible moment, you and Bucky and Sam had schemed to get the two of them more…involved. It seemed that a wedding was just the push they needed.

“Mmmm, well I hope he realizes sooner rather than later that she likes him just as much as he likes her. They look so happy together,” you sighed dreamily, resting your head on Bucky’s chest as he continued to sway the two of you to the music.

“Hmm, and what about you, Mrs. Barnes? Are you happy?” Bucky teased, using your married name for the first time since the officiant declared it so.

In response, you lifted your head from Bucky’s chest, a small grin growing on your lips, as you pressed them deeply to his. Only breaking the kiss long enough to whisper against his lips, “Immensely so, Mr. Barnes."

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saitama-division · 10 months

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The day was slowly winding down, turning daytime into night. Spoon enough people would be going to bed but not Lola Takahashi who was determined to spend her birthday partying all night long. Said lady of the hour was sitting at her vanity preparing to go out to another party when she heard a knock at her door. A bit annoyed at the interruption Lola walked over to see who it was. Opening the door and seeing no one there Lola was about to shut the door when she spotted two boxes on the ground. Picking them up Lola brought them inside and opened the first one she got her hands on.

Inside the box was a pink cake with a dark pink drizzle dripping down the side. All sorts of candies, cookies, and marshmallows were on top and around the cake. There were even several shot bottles on the cake as well. However, what made Lola laugh was the Barbie doll situated on top next to a martini glass filled with candies and a shot bottle. Seeing a note alongside the cake Lola picked it up and began to read.

“Dear Lola-san,

Happy Birthday! Hope you're enjoying it! I was thinking about what kind of cake to make you when I saw a poster for the Barbie movie and I know you're a big fan of alcohol. Inspiration struck me. So I combined them and well drunk Barbie is what I go. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it. Have a nice time partying up your birthday!

From,

Kanra Akemi”

Lola smiled at the cake from the pink-haired girl. Her cakes were some of the best Lola had ever had. Setting the note along with the cake aside, Lola moved on to the other box.

Inside the box was a set of ankle strap rose gold heels with butterfly wings on the back. The heels alongside the wings were embellished with pearls and other jewels like rubies and emeralds. Alongside the heels was a set of golden finger claws with each claw having flowers and bright pink jewels and pearls on it. The claws were connected to each by chain to a matching flower bracelet. The gifts were quite beautiful, Lola thought and checked to see if a note had come with it and sure enough, a note was tucked inside.

“Dear Lola,

Happy birthday my dear. It's been quite a while since we've seen each other but I hope you enjoy your gifts. Nothing but the best for the goddess of love and beauty. No, but truly do miss your presence, Lola. Call me up one day and I’ll show you the best bars in Shizuoka. Let's see who can bet who in a drinking contest.

From,

Reika Aichi”

Lola grinned widely at the gifts from both her favorite people from both Edogawa and Shizuoka Division, she couldn’t help but giggle at the Barbie doll on top of the cake, Kanra is an absolute treasure, the blonde thought as she took the shot bottle off the cake and gave it a sip, humming and blinking in surprise at the taste of alcohol, just how exactly did Kanra get her hands on some actual liquor? And how did Yuriko let her? Shrugging, the model put the cap back on the bottle and tucked it away in between her breasts for later, oh well, it’s still sweet, she’ll have to give the girl a big hug and treat her to some sweets the next time she sees her.

Moving on, Lola whistled in appreciation at the shoes and claws Reika sent her, she couldn’t help but slip on the heels and sure enough, they were exact size which Lola couldn’t help but smile at, even years later, Reika still knows her well as back then. Putting on the beautifully decorated claws, Lola smirked as she inspected her hand, she’s seen Kureha with these type of accessories before and she will admit that they do look sexy as hell and she could imagine all the fun she could have now that she has a pair of her own.

Looking back at the letter, Lola smiled again. Reika was right, it had been a while since the two of them hung out, Lola had quite missed her lavish friend. Between Reika’s life as a socialite and Lola’s status as a celebrity, it was surprisingly hard to find any free time. “Let’s change that.” She mumbled as she scrolled through her contacts on her phone before stopping at Reika’s number.

Thank you for the gift!

#hypnosis mic oc #hypmic oc #hypnosis mic #hypmic #hypnosis microphone #lola takahashi #kanra akemi #reika aichi #gift #happy birthday lola 2023 #lilyspade

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ballsmcballserson · 10 months

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“We mothers stand still so our daughters can look back to us and see how far they’ve come.” -Barbie 2023

(Currently bawling my eyes out starting this)

I finished the Barbie movie today, it was so good 100000/10, with only a few tears leaving me after watching it with one of my best friends. So, like girlies, we left the theatre to get food once the final song was done.

To make conversation on the way to the restaurant, my friend and I started reminiscing about the masterpiece we had just witnessed for the past hour and a half. We had almost got through reminiscing about the entire movie until I remembered the segment of real home videos of women and their daughters.

Suddenly, all I could think was my mom. My wonderful, kind, loving, strong, beautiful, brilliant, stead-fast, humble, genius of a mother who has faced so much more pain in her life than I have.

In school, she couldn’t just get a paid ride. No, she had to work her way through university with two jobs while studying in one of the hardest subjects to learn, yet she still calls it ‘gods language’. She graduated university as the first woman who ever did in that field of study, yet I talk about it more than she does. She pursued and fought almost twice as hard as the men around her, being challenged and contradicted at every turn, but making her way through life and getting a higher pay check than some of those men could even think of. She is one of the most stressed and tired women I have ever seen, yet somehow she is also the most beautiful woman to grace this earth.

All of these thoughts rushed my head as I remembered things from my childhood while walking to food. Suddenly, I felt a sting in my nose as tears filled my eyes until I wasn’t able to hold them is. Eventually, I bubbled over, tears leaving my eyes until I could feel the salt dry on my face and could almost taste my shame when people glanced over to me like I was crazy.

The feeling of sympathizing with your mother is bittersweet. It hurt my heart so bad to think about what she has gone through and how she doesn’t even recognize it. Yet, she fills my chest with pride when I think of all she has managed and done. It’s scary to think that just a few years ago my mom was once a girl like me, probably thinking the same thoughts about her mom, crying on her way to get food, because I do the exact same.

My mom is one of the most powerful women I know, and I love her so so much. If I could describe the overwhelming pressure having her as a mom I’d say: “It is like being a small star next to a blazing sun, always going to outshine me.”

After watching this movie, I now realize that she isn’t intent of dragging my light down, but reminding me that with time and determination, I can become a women bright enough for this world. Even if I can’t reach that, I would be happy being half the star she is, because I want to be her daughter. I am her daughter.

I love my mom and, in the process, I love every single woman who has faced what she has. And I am so proud of all of them, including you.

Women are wonderful.

(I’ve stopped crying, I’m too happy now.)

#lgbtq #barbie #barbie movie #pink #moms #i love my mom #i am her she is me #kinda sad #i just watched barbie #pls don’t judge me #if you know me irl no you dont #woman #feminism #female

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hcrexcellency · 10 months

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☼☾ ( elle fanning , 26 , she/her , cis woman , lorraine 3 ) - have you seen GIZELLA SCHELLENBERG (NEE LORRAINE)? we’ve heard through the grapevine that they’re FORGIVING but also MOODY. when you think of them , you think of A PILE OF PINK PEARLS, A ROSE ON FIRE, AND RUFFLED SATIN SHEETS.

Basics:

NAME: Gizella Schellenberg TITLE: Queen of Liechtenstein AGE: 26 BIRTHDAY: June 23rd (Cancer) SEXUALITY: Heterosexual MARITAL STATUS: Married POSITIVE TRAITS: Forgiving, excitable, bubbly, fair. NEGATIVE TRAITS: Explosive, moody, tumultuous, provocative. HOBBIES: Playing violin, drawing, shopping, dancing FAMILY: Elias Schellenberg (husband), Ilyana Lorraine (sister), Barbra Lorraine (sister), Dorit Schellenberg (sister-in-law), Stefan Schellenberg (brother-in-law), Reuben Schellenberg (brother-in-law).

The Story:

As a child, Gizella was a beautiful baby, but oddly small and dainty looking. She hardly spoke a word, leaving her parents to fear she was to grow up mute or uncommunicative. It was easy to forget she was there as she played amongst her feather pillows and dolls in the shape of friendly animals. One day she'd learned to scribble on paper, drawing a beautiful pink flower that made her so happy she could scream. And so she did, she screamed at the top of her lungs and her family came rushing to her as though viewing her flower drawing was a matter of life or death. It was then she learned the power of her own cries. She cried for everything, but most of all, for attention. Once she'd grown, she'd finessed this habit to hers and used it as her key to happiness, to the point where she was entirely unconscious to it. Whenever she was unhappy, she would be the most unhappy person alive until she got what she wanted. A simple conversation with the princess would consist of an aggressively cheerful tone, followed by mentioning the person's name multiple times (as to help her remember it), immediately bursting into screams or tears when upset, only to lighten up again with the snap of her fingers. It was like being carried by the wind in a hurricane, talking to her. Often, she'd leave them speechless from not being entirely sure how to respond. Gizella arrived to French Court in the winter, covered in pink, her favorite color, wearing an engagement ring given to her by Elias (which she does not know is fake), her dreams all beginning to come true. It was only a short while before they were married at the French palace; a romantic setting. Before the late winter months, she was a mere duchess, but recently she has suddenly become a queen. It is a new power dynamic for her, but she is far too excited to discover what being a queen of an independent nation can do for her, especially the queen of a nation that is desperate need of money.

SIMILAR CHARACTERS: Barbie (Barbie), Catherine The Great (The Great), Eliza (Hamilton), London Tipton (Suite Life of Zack and Cody), Anna (Frozen), Anastasia (Cinderella).

ESTABLISHED PLOTS:

Elias Schellenberg. Husband. The Lorraine children were quite close to Schellenbergs of Liechtenstein, which is how Gizella met Elias. She was like a lost puppy chasing after a man who paid her little to no regard, one could even see the hearts pounding her eyes each time she came across him. As well known as she was for making a fuss when things didn't go her way, she refrained from making a fuss in front of him for fear of looking unattractive to him. It was torture, swallowing her cries down her throat, all the while growing more in love, for the man who made her laugh and enthralled her, and in hatred, for the man who refused to notice her. To impress him, she learned all that she could about royals so that she could look smart around him. Eventually, when the Schellenbergs needed a betrothal, Elias finally conceded and chose to marry Gizella.

Illyana Lorraine. Sister. A most beloved member of her family, one she gets into fights the least amount of times, though their contentious relationship does result in bouts of silence between them, there remains a forgiveness between them that can never be broken. Their relationship took quite a rocky turn when Elias's feelings for her became quite clear, and Gizella's heart broken into a thousand pieces. But now she is his wife, and the awkwardness remains between the sisters, scrambling to figure out how they can live with one another amidst all of these emotions.

Barbara Lorraine. Sister. Gizella has an interesting relationship with her sister. One minute they are happy as can be, shopping together and attending all the best soirées. The next, they are screaming at one another over something so silly. Though Barbara has a particular disdain for Gizella’s husband, she has held her tongue on how much it hurts to see them not get along. But it’s only a matter of time before the lid pops off from boiling too hot.

Reuben Schellenberg. Brother (in law). He affectionately calls himself her very own brother, which is exactly what she’s always wanted. Though he is possibly mocking her when he does so, he enjoys teasing her and mocking her, which she must take in stride. Now that she has won Elias’s heart, she can’t help but feel like an outsider in her own new family, and so she works tirelessly to make them happy, though they will never be happy with her. To Reuben, she is the very thing that stands in the way of freeing him the guilt of betraying his eldest sister, and the only person alive who can actually control him with money and politics. They have a contentious relationship, and Gizella thrives in getting him to do as she says.

Stefan Schellenberg. Brother (in law). Despite her other in-laws loathing her, Gizella has a sweet relationship with the middle child. They were dear friends as children, despite that he tried to flirt with her on different occasions until she'd confessed her love for his brother. She admires the way he works quietly, patiently lies in wait for his opportunities. It makes it easy for her to co. exist with him, therefore, she awards him with her favor.

Dorit Schellenberg. Adversary. She views Gizella as the only thing standing her way between her and her rightful crown, but she feels just as betrayed as Elias for her recklessness with her money. The last thing that can happen is the crown of Liechtenstein to fall upon her head, because then that would mean the end of her husband. Dorit must be stopped by any means necessary.

WC’S

LADIES. Friends!!! It doesn't have to be ladies in waiting, but it can also be other queens, princesses, etc. If anyone is brave enough to have fun with her and her insane personality, or at least brave enough to tolerate her, please let her be friends with them. It'll be easier if they don't upset her, that's for sure.

TO BE A QUEEN. She's overexcited about becoming a queen, but also has no idea where to start, so she needs HELP and is eager to learn and listen.

A FRIEND IN NEED. (see main) Gizella has been friends with these two people since she came of age. They are nobles from Hungary who absolutely adore her (because they’ve put up with her long enough that there’s no turning back now). They tried their hardest to prevent the marriage between Gizella and Elias, but once the contract was set, they gave up their efforts. Now they are friends with a queen, they may be excited by that, they may despair that this is too much power for her. Nevertheless, they want what’s best for her.

#muse ; 𝙂𝙞𝙯𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙖 𝙎𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙜 #francehq.intro

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izzythefox · 11 months

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aftg x barbie (hear me out)

in honor of the barbie 2023 movie i’ve been marathoning the early/mid 2000’s classics (swan lake, princess & the pauper, iykyk) and naturally i started thinking, what if we made it aftg? O_o

now i cannot write for the life of me so this is just a collection of ideas and headcanons - if there are any other early barbie turned aftg fans, this one's for you

Magic of Pegasus AU

MoP is such an underrated film, its one of the only ones where the main couple doesn’t immediately fall for each other so all the banter and the sass is -immaculate-

the hardest part in casting this one was figuring out who’s gonna be the horse… like someone’s gotta do it. first i thought andrew & aaron as annika & brietta for the twinyard solidarity but neil gives me such annika vibes - i will elaborate - so kevin, sweet prince, its time for u to sprout some wings

So we have Neil as the prince, master figure skater that i’ve now decided he is, goes into town where he’s propositioned by Riko, evil/bastard sorcerer, that if he doesn’t marry him in 3 days everyone in the kingdom is forever turned to stone. alas, he’s rescued by the mysterious stallion that is kevin (im so sorry to the kevin stans out there) to bring him to Cloud Kingdom as a refuge. like in the movie, we find out kevin was once offered the same deal from riko, only when he refused, he was turned into a horse :/

idk if allison or dan would be the cloud queen, they both could fit the role tbh, and maybe matt & renee are their knights? (i’m imagining renee as this valkyrie-type warrior, she’s just so cool)

Cloud Queen, let's say Allison, tells Neil about building the wand of light to break the spell and I can just imagine his face

Allison: Yeah, there’s this legend of a wand, we don’t know if it’s real, and you just have to find a measure of courage, ring of love, and gem of ice lit by hopes eternal flame :D

Neil: you want me to do what

but at his core, he wants to protect his people so ofc he’s gonna do it. Neil & Kevin set off for the Forbidden Forest where in comes Andrew as Aidan. when i tell you annika and aidan are so andreil-coded, like the script literally writes itself!!!

*for context, Neil & Kevin got caught in a rope trap*

Andrew: Tell me, who’s bright idea was it to come to here? Only fools come to the Forbidden Forest.

Neil: And yet, you’re here. :)))))

LIKE CMONNNN neil would absolutely antagonize the very person who clearly has the advantage, it just works.

the whole scene with neil in the giant’s hut outsmarting ollie by taunting him to chain himself to a tree and break free, it fits so well and just to see andrew’s reaction at the end, (”you’re braver than i thought…”) yessir

they recruit andrew, as he’s a blacksmith, to later put the wand together and the parallels in their relationship, the whole thing about needing a second chance to set things right - chef’s kiss.

we can skip over some of the middle plot, there’s a lot of traveling and banter that i could probably talk about all day but cut to the scene where they finally assemble the wand and reverse the spell on Kevin, can u picture for me:

Andrew: That looks good on you, Kevin.

Kevin: Shut up.

thank you.

it gets real juicy from here, once Neil & Kevin and Andrew dramatically part ways (he really doesn’t want to leave them on their own) Riko comes back around for the attack. they fall into the ravine, neil is fucking -pissed- bc no one hurts Kevin like that again and orders the wand to destroy Riko but, gasp, it doesnt work?? neil is desperate at this point, he says fine Riko i’ll marry you but Riko is all bitch you just tried to kill me, how about I just kill you…and buries him under an avalanche

the angst, the beautiful angst of Andrew coming back in on Kevin alone in the ravine because where is neil? this snarky prince who gets under his skin but is also so smart and understands him? they dig neil out from where riko trapped him under an avalanche and just.. “I never should’ve left you”. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

when they’re back in the cloud kingdom and neil is still unconscious:

Andrew, internally: Please wake up, please. I need you.

check me into the ward rn bc i am unheathily obsessed with this.

Neil wakes up, but lo and behold its sunset on the third day. Renee, matt, and dan try to prolong the sunset for neil bc now these are also his people and they’re not gonna let him suffer. We get a fun scene with neil and andrew ice skating their way through Riko’s big mountain, palace, thing.. even in the movie they just love one-upping each other.

we get to the climax where neil has recovered the ‘broken’ wand from Riko’s lair but the gem falls off the cliff (neil would never fumble like that but for the sake of plot, i digress). enter andrew with the second gem he secretly took earlier!! because he’s willing to give up his second chance to make sure neil gets his!!! they undo all of Riko’s spells and cue the very barbie-esque speech that the wand can only work out of love, never hate <3

Neil returns the wand to the Cloud Kingdom for safe keeping and u know, that blacksmith from earlier seems to be real fond of forever staying by his side~

This has gotten pretty long now that i go back thru it lol and this may be for a very niche audience- i’m not sure if i’ve seen any aftg MoP au’s but i just love the concept and merging my old hyperfixations with new ones has been super fun

i would share more of these with other barbie movies but i’m also kinda new to this so lmk which ones were ur favorite or what u think!

#aftg #aftg headcanon #andreil #aftg x barbie #part 1??

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hungerpunch · 2 years

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imagine vb as kristoff from frozen like character with rosa the reindeer living a remote life, on the furthest edges of soem kingdom, harvesting ice for a living. zgy is a prince in the role of princess annika from barbie and the magic of the pegasus on a quest to break the curse that hath befallen his kingdom!

vb is the unhelpful hermit that zgy runs into along the way. zgy finds him both cool af like a rugged lone ranger rawdogging it in the wild but also extremely unhelpful bc vb has no social skills. meanwhile vb thinks zgy is pretty but vb having grown up with very little social interaction cannot compute how to interact with the extremely pretty prince!

Love,

🌵 (switching it up with some valyu this time round :P)

omg cactus, i really feel like i'm about to let you down; i've never seen frozen or barbie and the magic of the pegasus. so i'm shooting in the dark a lil bit on this one, but i like the general vibes a lot! i googled kristoff and he seems pretty dead-on for valtteri, especially with his reindeer companion! i tried to google princess annika but the barbie wiki is just... a lot so i'm choosing to latch onto the curse-breaking quest component. i'm also choosing to believe that guanyu would have a pegasus, bc it is very endearing to imagine a glamorous pegasus trying to make friends with a generally amiable but totally bewildered reindeer.

ummm under a cut bc this got unexpectedly a wee bit long

i am a super-sucker for the trope of character A being like "wow this person is so cool and stoic" when character B is actually a complete mess inside lol. he wants to be helpful to guanyu but he's not used to having company besides rosa, his reindeer, who does not talk! (in this verse we can have a pegasus but no talking animals. i don't make the rules, my brain does. mostly bc if rosa could talk she would immediately expose valtteri for the absolute dork that he is)

anyway, the main image that's living in my mind for this is valtteri silently serving guanyu some hearty porridge and dried, tough strips of lean meat (elk not reindeer; don't worry, rosa). it's as tasty as valtteri can make it but it's also hearty food designed to keep him surviving in the frozen far north. guanyu is hungry enough from his journeying to swallow it down but he hopes it's the last time he has to have it (spoiler: it is not). his pegasus is not happy about the coarse grain she's served, either—she's used to fresh apples, sweet grass, and sugar cubes, okay—but rosa is happily chomping hers down without any affair. the pegasus is both mystified and horrified.

eating in silence around the fire is awkward, but valtteri doesn't really know how to converse for social purposes. he usually only talks for trade when he hauls his hand-carved sleds to rovaniemi's market, softly to rosa while out foraging, or yelling nonsense as loudly as he can to ward off wolves and bears that might be circling him or his trail.

"so," guanyu clears his throat. "you... what do you do up here?"

valtteri blinks. "work," he says. "trap. hunt. carve things. make sleds."

"that's it?" guanyu asks when it's clear valtteri isn't going to say anything else. "what about for fun?"

"make sleds," valtteri repeats, but he sees guanyu's face do something where his eyebrows tip up and his lips tip down, so he taps his wooden spoon against the side of his wooden porridge bowl and thinks. he shrugs but all his layers of wool and leather obscure the motion. "i watch the stars a lot."

"oh," guanyu says, "they must be very beautiful."

valtteri looks him over head-to-toe. the prince has some kind of magic that means he does not need quite so many layers as valtteri to stay warm. the pegasus, too, is fine with only a single small blanket that valtteri still has from when rosa had been an orphaned calf, wandering the arctic and bleating for her mother's warmth until she stumbled through valtteri's homestead. the pair of them, guanyu and his mythical companion, are sending valtteri for an absolute loop at the moment. he can believe in magic, sure, but he can't believe a man could survive -20° C weather in what looks like a pair of slippers and a thin jacket. nevertheless, here he sits in front of valtteri, doing just that.

"i'll show you," valtteri says gruffly, turning back to his food and ripping a long strip off his elk meat stick with merciless teeth.

and then they go gaze at stars and guanyu doesn't seem to know anything about the constellations, and he interprets valtteri's bafflement over that as frustration. self-consciously, he promises to be out of valtteri's hair the next morning and back on his quest further north. startled, valtteri's mind races at the idea of this pretty prince trekking, unprepared, through the arctic. his magical clothes may keep him warm, but he doesn't know how to hunt to feed himself or how to tell if bear tracks are fresh. how to tell which way the wind is blowing or whether he's walking on frozen lake instead of the ground.

"too dangerous to go alone," valtteri says, blunt.

guanyu sighs, exhaustion and homesickness overtaking him in a wave. "then i don't know what to do," he says, voice warbling. "i will never break this curse if i don't go."

valtteri is quiet for a long moment. so long that guanyu thinks he's just not going to respond at all, until he says: "sleds are not due for many months. i will take you."

#cactus i had so much fun with this omg thank you hehehe #🌵#ask #valtteri bottas #zhou guanyu #f1 #lo fic #kinda?#need to think of a tag for fic-adjacent things

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✨160811 - Taemin’s interview for ‘Hanako’ magazine

The cute superstar Taemin made his solo debut in Japan.

He boasts the overwhelmingly No.1 dance sense in the world of competition.

Interview with Taemin, an artist who has been favored by God.

Oku-Shibuya is located right next to the Yoyogi National Stadium, which is familiar to SHINee’s performances.

Taemin: “I knew it was close to Shibuya but it’s my first time walking around, so it’s fun”.

He saw a poodle while taking a walk and said “It’s cute” and looking up at the sky, he noticed that “The air is clear and I feel good~” and while walking, Taemin’s angelic smile wouldn’t fade.

Taemin: “Tokyo is the most comfortable place I have ever visited in a foreign country. The air is clean and I like the feeling of being able to see far away. I feel healthier whenever I come to Tokyo”.

He made his debut at 14, has been active in Japan for 5 years, and has performed twice in Tokyo Dome. Taemin, who has already topped the list as a solo singer in Korea, will finally make his solo debut in Japan this summer.

‘Sayonara Hitori’ is a dance number that combines beauty and strength, which is his synonym.

Taemin: “I tried a different style from other singers while showing my mature self”.

The choreography is done by the up-and-coming Koharu Sugawara.

Taemin: “Actually, there was another candidate song (for the title), but the timing was right, so I decided on it in a hurry. Choreographies often expresses the content of the lyrics, but I carefully followed Koharu’s advice that ‘acting and expressions are more important than perfect balance’”.

He longed for Michael Jackson when he was younger. He started dancing on his own with the window of his room as a mirror, and was auditioned when he was in 6th grade at his mother’s recommendation. There is an episode where Taemin demonstrates his natural dancing skills and passes the audition. In the MV, the performance of ‘Sayonara Hitori’, which he dances on the surface of the water with a delicate body like glass work and resonates with his vocals, is a solitary world that he could have created because he was loved by the god of art.

Taemin: “Of course, the pressure of solo activities is there. But the process of making it while worrying is fun, and I can do it with the feeling that I should enjoy it positively as much as possible, instead of accumulating pressure and putting up with it like before”.

Taemin is a star who shines brighter than anyone else on the stage, and sometimes gives off a hard to approach aura. On the other hand, he is a boy full of affinity. He calls himself “introverted since he was little” but at the interview location, he greeted the staffs with a smile. He laughed a lot during the interview, and after speaking in Korean for the interview, he worries about the interpreter, saying: “Was it (what he said) too long? I’m sorry!”

Taemin: “My introverted personality remains as a basic part of my life but I think I’ve gradually become more diplomatic as I live in my social life. Am I kind? It’s true that this is often said so. But that’s thanks to my acting skills (laughs)”.

The most fun part of his private life is: “When I meet up with my friends. I’m into billiards these days, so I’m happy to play billiards with them”.

As for love: “I usually feel like I want to fall in love about 50%. I’ve been very busy lately so this percentage may decrease but… Hm, are you surprised that it’s a lot (such a high percentage)? I’m a human being too, ahaha!” - he said, honestly.

Taemin: “My ideal woman is a cute, slender like a Barbie doll, sexy, gentle personality, and a person who embraces everything! I don’t think there is such a woman in the world, but I’m happy just to imagine her (laughs)” - it’s also lovely how he says this innocently.

Taemin’s ideal Tokyo date course is cute after all.

Taemin: “I’m sleepy in the morning, so we should meet each other after lunch (laughs). We meet at the park, take a walk while chatting, and go to a cafe first. After talking about a lot things while having some coffee and cake, we go shopping in a quiet place like Oku-Shibuya. It seems fun to go shopping with women, and I will choose clothes that suit her and give her as a gift. For dinner, we eat meat in a nice restaurant and in the end I’ll take her home. However, since I’m actually the type of person to do things in the heat of the moment, it might be better to have her make a plan and we follow it (laughs)”.

He is the youngest member in SHINee to receive the love of the four members. Because of his lovely and innocent appearance, his fans often call him “angel” and “fairy”. Walking with his golden hair fluttering, looking like an angel who landed in Shibuya, and the photographer can’t stop saying: “Cute!”

Taemin: “I’m glad to be told that! Cute and sexy are both important in terms of attracting performance (laughs). It’s a professional spirit. Ahaha!”

Speaking of professional spirit, this mini-album shows his singing in perfect Japanese, which is the result of his hard work for his activities in Japan. Even while on the interview location, when he hears a new word such as “hashira” (“pillar”, “collumn”), he often repeats it quietly on the spot.

Taemin: “Once I get into something, I’m the type to be always into this something. What I do every day now is exercise. It’s essential to maintain my best condition as a singer. I gain weight easily and it shows from my face, so I’m careful about what to eat and avoid to eat sweets. It’s also important to take a good rest and get in shape during the preparation period. I usually drink alcohol, but I don’t drink it before a concert”.

What you are looking forward to after your stoic life is a solo live tour?

Taemin: “Just like SHINee stepped up with a Hall and Arena tour to reach the Dome, my dream is to perform solo in front of many fans someday”.

After the interview, he asked the staff: “Can I take this home?”, holding a small yogurt. “Of course!”, the staff answered with a smile. Holding the yogurt, he followed to the next site. The superstar the world loves is hardworking, pure and invincibly cute.

Born on July 18, 1993 in South Korea. B Bloodtype. Debuted as SHINee in 2008. In the terrier shop “NORWEGIAN ICONS”, he was very interested in lighting. “My mother likes interior decorations, the house has a lot of antique furnitures, and my room is also unified by her tastes.”

The special sandwiches and coffee are popular. Taemin, a coffee enthusiast, also took a sip of iced coffee and said: “It’s delicious!”. “Whenever I meet my male friends, I always go to a cafe. Sometimes we would be there for about 3 hours long and chat about work and various things. So we order cake or patbingsoo (Korean shaved ice) and eat it together just like girls do.”

In addition to books, there are also collaborative items with Comme Des Garçons (Japanese brand), which Taemin also likes. “I don't know the names, but I also love many other clothes from brands from Tokyo. I used to go to the airport in slippers and rough clothing but the SHINee members, especially Minho, would check it strictly (laughs). So recently I’ve been paying attention to my outfit.”

The shoot in the studio proceeded calmly. When he was conveyed an image, he got immediately immersed into that world. His sharpened expressiveness, which is praised by the world’s top class creators, is even amazing. “What I think it’s an important thing on stage, is to listen to the songs carefully and concentrating in that moment. I’m not good at making up laughs/smiles, so I don’t think I’m really good at bright songs.”

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Credits: ‘Hanako’ magazine No.1115 August 2016

Scans: 贝贝no貝貝 (Weibo)

JPN - ENG translation: @DiamondTaem

#shinee taemin #shinee #taemin #lee taemin #샤이니 #샤이니월드

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This is a series of excerpts from the Chucky au I just posted. They probably won’t make sense unless you read the first one first. Just click on my profile and it’s the post below this one :).

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Yellow flowers. Her five year old daughter Nica was presenting her with a handpicked bouquet of yellow flowers.

What made it worse is that every day she was looking more and more like her father. Sometimes if she glanced at her in passing she flinched, because she didn’t see her child out of the corner of her eye, she saw the monster that had ruined her life. But normally she was better at hiding it.

But yellow flowers? The same kind that he… it was horrible to even think about. But Nica was grinning toothily up at her mother, flowers raised triumphantly like a prize. Her older daughter Barbara was pushing her chair, also smiling, she didn’t remember.

But of course, how could she remember? Sarah had told her that her nightmares about her Uncle Charles were just a dream. Her Uncle Charles was a nice man who had let her and her Mommy stay at his house for a few weeks whilst Nica was still in her Mommy’s belly so they could clear Daddy’s things out of the house.

It was easier than dredging up the repressed pain. Her children deserved to be children. But the problem of the flowers still remained.

“They’re beautiful, Honey, thank you. How did you know that I… liked yellow flowers?”

Nica’s grin grew wider as she lisped a response.

“They’re in all your pretty paintings, they were right by the house, Barbie helped me pick ‘em.”

Sarah smiled a tight lipped smile and took the flowers from her daughter’s hand.

“Well, thank you as well Barbie. I think I’ll put these in a vase in my room, they’re… so pretty.”

That vase was thrown out as soon as her daughters went to bed.

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“Alright Nica, let’s see the winter coat you picked out!”

Her baby girl was growing up so fast. Ten years old already, how time flies. Today her daughters were picking out new winter coats, because they’d both grown out of their old ones. They were finally old enough to be trusted with the choice of picking their own clothes. Sarah just hoped they actually came out wearing coats this time, the last time she let Nica pick out an outfit to buy she tried to get a Disney Princess dress.

“Alright Mom, I think you’re gonna like it! Barbie helped me get it off the rack and she said it looked awesome!”

As long as it wasn’t some studded biker leather jacket, she could buy it. That was what Sarah told herself. But then her mind wandered to a very specific coat. If Nica came out wearing that coat she wouldn’t be able to cope. She prayed it wouldn’t be the coat she was thinking about.

But when did a Pierce ever get what they want out of life?

Sure enough, Nica came out in a familiar brown coat, grinning brightly. Sarah won’t admit that she screamed, or that she ran out of the changing room in a panic. It wasn’t Nica’s fault, she just looked so much like him. Especially when she smiled. And in that coat…

It’s safe to say that Nica never went home with that particular coat.

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In his inactive state, Charles could see everything going on around him. He got a good look at Sarah as she handed him over to her daughter (wow, she aged badly, why did he ever like her?)

This daughter wasn’t Barbara. This was the kid she was pregnant with back in the 80s. Apparently that stab hadn’t killed the little shit after all, just put her in a chair. His aim was a little rusty that night apparently. A little disappointing considering that was his last knife stab as a human. He couldn’t even kill a baby.

Looking closely at her, Chucky was slightly alarmed. For a second, he thought he was looking at himself in some weird funhouse mirror that shows your past life. That was his face, on a female body. But that made no sense. So the obvious conclusion had to be that…

Well. Fancy that. Charles Lee Ray had a third kid hanging around. Of course, he still had the twins, but they were with his psycho ex (or maybe wife?) he wasn’t gonna get them back. But a daughter changed, well, everything.

Tiffany was gonna be so pissed.

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Tiffany was ecstatic to greet Chucky when he walked out of that asylum. It was a little strange to see him in a female body, but at least the body looked like him when he was alive. Maybe that was why he’d picked it?

But when she went to kiss him, he pushed her away in alarm.

“Chucky, what’s wrong?”

He shifted, and mumbled.

“Nothin’, just take it easy, alright?”

“But you’ve never pushed me away before… aren’t you happy to see me?”

“I mean, sure I am, but like, this is my kid, and I really don’t wanna think about doing anything sexual in my kid’s body.”

His kid? She thought they only had the twins… oh wait a minute, Sarah Pierce, that little cheating skank. This was her little hell spawn. Of course Chucky got her pregnant. That was just like him. In a way, the woman in front of her’s very existence was the catalyst for all of this starting in the first place. If Chucky hadn’t kidnapped Sarah, she wouldn’t have called the cops on him out of jealousy.

“Your kid? We clearly have a lot to talk about, get in the car.”

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Glen looked at the woman in front of them. Who was… apparently their older sister? It made no sense, but Glenda had been insistent. When they saw the picture of the man who was supposedly their father, they had to admit that the two looked alike. But they weren’t buying the whole possessed doll story. They knew for a fact that Mom was born with red hair, it wasn’t some weird 80s toy sperm donation.

If this Nica had a DNA test to show them, they might just believe her. But for now, they remained cautious. But still, it was no reason to be rude.

“So you’re our older sister?”

Nica shrugged.

“I dunno. That’s what Dad told me, but he never shuts up so it could be a load of- yeah, yeah, yeah, I get it Dad now shut up. Where was I? Oh yeah, he told me about two hours ago that I had two younger siblings. I’m sorry that your Mom’s a psycho.”

“Apparently as psycho as… our Dad?

“You have no idea kid. Google the Lakeshore Strangler, you’re in for a real treat.”

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When Chucky came too, he was face to face with Glenda. He smiled, it was good to see them.

“Glenda. It’s so nice to have two of my three kids back together again. By the way, where’s Glen?”

“That doesn’t matter. Meanwhile, tell me where Andy is.”

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Nica never pictured herself at a confession. She was no longer religious, and she’d never gone to one when she was. So this was a weird and awkward experience for her.

But all the same, when she was asked how she felt about the whole Chucky thing, she told the truth.

“Well, he’s my dad. I’m still getting used to it too. He’s not the worst person to have stuck in your head, but he really wants out, and I don’t particularly enjoy being taken over for the sake of murder.”

What she didn’t say was

“But I’m quite interested in trying murder out myself.”

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It was strange to meet Andy Barclay for the first time. He looked as pathetic as Dad always described him. But that wasn’t a nice thing to say, so Nica kept that to herself.

She was asked about her experience with Chucky. He didn’t look strong enough for the whole truth, so she’d give him the condensed version she gave the kids earlier.

“He’s my Dad. He stabbed me when I was in the womb, but that was an accident. He killed my family a couple years back, but he spared me. He’s been possessing me for a few months now, and in that time he’s taught me how to use a knife, how to construct a rudimentary explosive and way more about popular music from the 50s to 80s than I ever wanted to know.”

She took their stunned silence to be a bad thing.

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Tiffany stared down Nica Pierce as a gun was aimed at her. In her eyes was the same animalistic rage that Chucky would always have when he killed. For a second, she thought that this was Chucky possessing her again, but he just got out. This was all Nica.

At first Tiffany had thought that Nica was a sweet girl who’d lost her way in the world, but now she was like a clone of her father in his darkest moments.

What made it worse is when she cocked her head to the side the way he always had and smirked.

“What’s the matter, Tiff? Not having a good evening?”

Then she could have sworn that the laugh she let out was her father’s hyena like cackle.

#chucky #childs play #charles lee ray #nica pierce #chucky series #fanfiction #horror #fan theory

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