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Ask Box CLOSED
Late notice, but I will no longer be accepting asks. Any that were submitted after the 4 pm PST mark were deleted. :) Thank you guys for everything!
Closing the ask box
Hey guys,
So I’m going to be closing the ask box in the next 24 hours. Please send me any last prompts/asks for any ask-meme I’ve reblogged while it’s still open.
Unfortunately, that’s not all I wanted to say. Once all asks are submitted in, I won’t opening the ask box again. I’ll be finishing the blog alongside the asks because it’s not fair to you guys that I don’t update as much as I used to and honestly I’m not as interested in this fandom (fandoms?) as I used to.
Thank you for all the warm notes/reblogs that you guys have made on my posts! I always felt very loved every time I got new ones. :’) I won’t be deleting this blog, rest assured, but I won’t be active anymore once I’ve finished answering all the asks.
Again, sorry for the sudden news guys. The ask box will be closed at 4:00 pm PST time. Thank you for all the good memories!
Not to be a pain but did you get a Jack Frost nsfw request? Tumblr keeps eating my asks so I just wasn’t sure. Thanks :)
Yes I believe I did! And no worries, I also love answering questions that aren’t ask-related. :)
Hey I just want to say your writing is great and it's nice to find someone that writes for 1953 Peter Pan 😊
Awww thanks! Yes, I literally am in love with the original Disney version of Peter Pan, he was so cocky and adorable asdfghjkl
(Though I won’t lie, the Return to Neverland and Jeremy Sumpter’s Peter Pan are both starting to grow on me too.)
Whats your zodiac sign???
Pisces! <・)))><<
do you still happen to take requests?
Yes, I do! But I’d say send in some one-word prompts soon because I’m seriously contemplating on closing the ask box in the next few weeks.
I'm so happy your back *jump down from the ceiling and but you*
Thank you! Glad to be back. ;)
Peter Pan + "Warm"? If you're up to it
Peter Pan + “Warm”
“...what’re you doin’?”
He didn’t sound too annoyed, mostly tired and on the verge of slumber once more. Though you couldn’t see him in the darkness, save for the silver of moonlight that slipped through one of the cracks in Hangman’s Tree, you were that his eyes were opening slightly at the unexpected contact.
“Cold.” Came your mumbled reply, muffled by the blanket that lay draped onto the cool, dirt floor. You curled beside him comfortably, relieved that you wouldn’t be sleeping in freezing conditions for the rest of the night—Neverland’s rare winter season never blended well with your easily-chilled body, and try as you might’ve to pile a mountain of blankets atop you to preserve heat, it had been for naught. “Gonna sleep ‘ith you...”
Peter shifted slightly, as if contemplating whether or not to let you sleep so close to him, especially when you had your own nook in the hideout, but opted instead to just relax against you and let you both sleep in peace.
Could you do a male!Merida x Reader with “Pranks”? Thanks!!
Male!Merida DunBroch + “Pranks”
His face was burning.
This was probably one of the worst royal courtship dinners in the history of DunBroch’s royal courtship dinners.
For once, he had begged his younger brothers not to pull anything during the feast, even sliding them a few delicious batches of tarts early that morning when no one was looking as an extra precaution; looking back at it now, remembering the secretive glances they shot at each other that he’d (foolishly) thought nothing of, and the way they began whisper to one another the minute he turned his back to them, should’ve been a sign that they weren’t going to keep their word this time.
There were pastries everywhere: on the table, on the ground, on the laps and chest of nearly all the guests that had been seated at the table—oh gods, the redheaded prince realized in horror, it had gotten all over your dress—and try as the servants might have to clean up the mess as quickly as possible, the damage had already been done.
For a moment he thought the shocked look on your face would turn to sharp anger that would signal the end of a possible marriage to you (it sure seemed like it was a possibility, from the looks on your family’s faces), but he was taken aback when instead you stiffled a giggle, shooting an amused glance at him from the other side of the table in a way that made him think that maybe being married to you wouldn’t be so bad after all.
how are you doing? you haven’t been active for a while, are you okay?
Thanks for asking, anon. I know you sent this ask many months ago, but I didn’t want to answer it until I had some good news for you all.
I’m doing alright now, I just had a phase where I didn’t think my writing was good enough anymore. Sometimes I’d write out a couple of requested prompts, read them again, immediately dislike it, and then delete them and stop writing for a while. It wasn’t very healthy to say the least.
Apologies for the non-formal hiatus I took on this blog, I just needed some (or, well, a LOT of haha) time to get my thoughts together and try out writing that wasn’t reader-insert related. I feel much better now, so I hope you guys look forward to some prompts that I’ll be answering in the next few weeks.
Thank you for all those who are still liking, commenting, and reblogging my posts. You guys have no idea how much I appreciated every single note I received! Really made the time I spent reflecting a very hopeful one.
I hope I can make it up to you guys as soon as possible. For now, please enjoy the next few prompts that I’ll be submitting tonight.
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Could you do Jim Hawkins x Reader with “Laugh” as the prompt? Thanks I love your writing!!
Thanks for requesting. If you guys don’t know who Kate is, she was the girl who was supposed to be in the planned-but-sadly-cancelled Treasure Planet sequel as Jim’s rival-turned-love interest. Enjoy.
Jim Hawkins + “Laugh”
The faint sound of your foot tapping the floor echoed through the empty hallway, keeping you occupied for the moment as you waited patiently for the boy who was to supposed to meet you by the academy’s office a few minutes ago.
The one you now noticed was coming into view with a snarl and tousled locks, and…was he wet?
“Jim?” He didn’t give you time you ask any more when he plopped himself onto the bench with an audible, watery squish—a noise that made you wince and his eye twitch—muttering something or another furiously under his breath that you didn’t quite catch. “Um…are you going to tell me what happened?”
“Kate happened.” He growled, the anger that blazed in his blue orbs slowly ceasing when he finally turned to you, reminding himself that you had come to visit him for a fun day, not to dampen it with his resentment against the Commander’s know-it-all-daughter; as much as he desperately wanted to get back at that she-devil for tricking him into falling into Blackbeard’s Swamp, you would always be his first priority. “Sorry, I guess I just…took a little swim?”
Dirty water droplets trickled down his academy blazer when he motioned towards himself for emphasis, ignoring the way the once white cotton further stained in the icky sludge, hoping that his sheepish half-smile would be enough to keep the atmosphere light again…and considering the sound of your laughter as it reverberated through lobby, he could safely say it worked out okay.
Kuzco + “soulmate” please??
Kuzco + “Soulmate”
You didn’t have to do that.
Though his eyes remained trained on the cabbage vendor who continued to rant on about his troubles and woes, Kuzco’s mind remained elsewhere, in a place far from the palace and beyond the vast array of hills that separated him from the person who really had his attention.
I wanted to. He replied casually, placing his chin on his hand in his usual manner. Figured that it wouldn’t hurt to send you a little something for your special day.
You thought sending a dozen fully-loaded carriages filled with multiple types of flowers was a “little”? He couldn’t hide his amused smirk when heard the mock exasperation in your voice as you continued, You’re starting to make everyone here suspicious, Kuzco.
To be fair—kinda hard to be subtle about the fact that your soulmate is an Emperor. He quipped with a shrug, despite the fact that he knew you couldn’t see it, and had to admit that the sound of your laughter was as refreshing as it was endearing. Just wanted to give everyone a taste of the truth before the “big reveal”, you know? And you can’t tell me you didn’t like them either, I made sure they were your favorites!
...At least try to tone it down next time, okay?
Heh, no promises.
There was a long pause, and for a moment he thought that you’d gotten busy in the outside world or that the link had been temporarily severed, before your voice resonated once more in head and disappeared.
Thank you. Even if it was a little over-the-top…it meant a lot to me.
Hey I was wondering if you could do Thackery Binx for this spooky season? Maybe him and protective? If not that's fine. Thank you and have a good day.
Oooh nice.
Thackery Binx + “Protective”
“Stay away.”
“No.” The cat bristled at the reply, as blunt and ignorant as it had first sounded all those years ago, letting out a hiss of annoyance at the sight of a familiar figure returning in the distance.
“Stay away.” He repeated again firmly, stomping a strong paw on the cobblestone road and showing off a pair of fangs in an attempt to scare you away. In the back of his mind he knew it wouldn’t work—if he hadn’t been able to get it though your thick skull the first time, he sincerely doubted you would now—but the thought of standing by and letting you endanger yourself was enough of a motivation for him to continue trying. “You have no business here.”
His only response was rolled eyes and a snort of disbelief. “I only spend one day a year with you, and you won’t even let me stay the entire time?”
“Leave. Now.”
“Here,” completely ignoring his warning, you set the bag down on the floor after taking a cannister from it, and after a quick tug on the pull tab, proceeded to lay it on the floor after the smell of cat food wafted your nose, “I got you different flavors this time. I don’t think you’ve ever tried grilled salmon have you?”
“I am immortal. I do not need sustenance of any kind, [Name].”
“So? It doesn’t hurt to try something.”
“What happens to me matters not. I don’t require your assistance. Now if you would ever so kindly leave...”
“If you think your bad attitude is going to drive me away, it’s not going to work Thackery Binx.” You huffed, glaring at the black cat that was glaring right back at you, sitting cross-legged alongside him in the cold chilly air of Halloween...with a frustrated sigh you turned to the entrance of the cottage, equally tense about the possibility that tonight could be the night that everything you both worked hard for could turn to ruin. “We’re friends, and whether you like it or not I want to help you. So just shut up and eat your food.”
Requests are OPEN (Disney Version)!
Send me a male Disney character(s) and a one word prompt and I will write a 5 sentence drabble. :)
(This is of course female reader inserts! If you decide to choose a female disney character, I will simply genderbend them. Ex: Aurora will be male!Aurora.)
UPDATE: This also includes Dreamworks, Pixar, and any currently popular television cartoon characters (though this may soon change! :D).
Ooo! Peter Pan + Soulmate if I may. ((Also for future ref do you take any fem (non)Disney characters or just male, (I couldn’t find if you said anything for sure))) Thank you!
This came out to be a lot bigger than I thought it’d be but I hope you all like it! (Also sorry for the late response anon!! ;u;)
Peter Pan + “Soulmate”
“Can I ask you something?”
“Sure. What about?”
“What happened to your mark?”
“My what?”
“Your mark. You know…your soulmate mark? The thing that’s supposed to tell you who you’re supposed to be with for the rest of your life?”
Pushing his hat that had fallen and concealed his face back up with a single digit, Peter looked up at you with one raised brow from his spot on the hammock, taking a good moment to process your words before recognition dawned his face and slowly he sat up with his legs crossed, eyeing you from where you sat from the nearby staircase. “Oh. That thing.”
“…yeah. If you don’t mind me asking…what happened to yours?”
“Mine disappeared a long time ago.” He showed you the backside of his hand, and sure enough, it was empty of any mark, as blank as board, and you couldn’t help but continue to stare at it, transfixed by the anomaly; you’d only seen adults without one, and on the rare occasions teenagers when they found their soulmates early, but never someone your age…it seemed Peter had found your reaction amusing, as he added with a small laugh, “I don’t even remember what it looked like, honestly. It just faded away everyday until it was gone.”
“Did you ever wonder who your soulmate was?”
“Never.” Came his easy remark, and after a moment of analyzing his own hand tilted his head up to meet your eyes before trailing down to see your hand, the one with your mark, atop your knee; needless to say your breath hitched when he suddenly flew towards you, his face inches away from your own, reaching out to encase your hand in his as he studied your own mark…you were more than surprised to say the least when he slowly began to trace over the golden lines with a rare gentleness.
You felt a shiver go up your spine as he continued his ministrations, unable to look away from him despite the seemingly quiet countenance he displayed until he looked up at you, dark eyes scanning your every facial feature—you swore for a second you saw the nervousness in his eyes, as he asked after an awkward cough, “Do you still—?”
“Peter! Peter! Peter!” All the Lost Boys burst into the room simultaneously, unintentionally interrupting their leader midway; with knit brows, Peter was about to tell them off before yet again he was interrupted by the sea of voices clamoring for his attention, and as soon as the words “Hook” and “spotted” were mentioned the redhead took off immediately, his followers following close behind…and like that he was gone and you were left sitting there, with red cheeks and a promise to return within the hour.
Hello!! :D Can I get Max Goof + "Trying", Jim Hawkins + "Protective" and Male!Violet (from the Incredibles) + "Fight"
I kind of don’t like the first one but ehhhh. Thanks for the request anon!
Max Goof + “Trying”
“You’re trying to get us together.”
Fingers drummed quietly on the steering wheel, your eyes focused on the multitude of cars that only seemed to move an inch every hour, all too aware that at the rate you were going that you weren’t going to make it to the reservation on time.
Debating on whether or not to tell him, you figured that at this point it’d only be worse not to say anything; the heavy traffic wouldn’t go away for at least a few miles, and eventually he was going to find out even if you’d both made it on time…he’d already been suspicious before, and your hesitance to address it only confirmed it.
“I am,” you confessed reluctantly, turning beside you to see that Max was just staring at you, not at all angry or betrayed like you thought he’d be…instead he just blankly stared, processing the situation as he sunk into his seat, not saying a word. Biting the inside of your cheek, you remarked lowly, “You need to see him, Max. He needs to know that he’s going to be a…”
There was a long stretch of silence after that, and even if the male beside you didn’t say a word, it was clear that he knew what you were implying; it still didn’t make it an easy pill to swallow, but as the ride went on and he saw how determined you were to bring the two Goofs together after so long, he thought maybe he could bare through this if only for you and his, slowly growing, family.
Jim Hawkins + “Protective”
It was so fast that you hadn’t had time to process it.
All you could see was a blur of dark colors, and in an instant the cadet was on the floor, scrapes littering from his elbows up and his entire white attire stained with dirt, ruining it entirely.
Your eyes widened upon realizing that it was that same creepy cadet that you’d always felt staring at you whenever you came on campus to visit, his innocent face know marred with the angry lines of a furious stalker who’d just been exposed, revealing himself under the false façade he’d shown everyone.
“I told you once and I’ll tell you again,” your head snapped up to see Jim standing in front of you, floating between the fallen cadet on his solar surfer, his clothes and hair a disheveled mess, giving you the impression that he’d immediately rushed over to put a stop to this.
Though you couldn’t see the look on his face, you knew from the way his body was tense, fists already at his sides and the sudden pressure releasing from below his surfer, heat blazing on the ground below in a startling screech that he was not happy.
“Stay away from her.”
Male!Violet Parr + “Fight”
“I’m sorry our dinner was ruined.” Came his quiet reply, and you stopped dabbing on the cuts on his knuckles to see his eyes shining with guilt, turning away after a moment as he admitted, sighing in frustration, “I know I shouldn’t have fought them, and it was risky of me to do it when Supers have barely been legalized, but…”
“You felt the need to help?” You supplied softly when he didn’t continue, inspecting his hand one more time before proceeding to grab at the gauze beside you, wrapping it carefully around him as the sudden waft of leftovers engulfed the living room from the oven across in the kitchen.
“Yeah.” His eyes shifted back to you before slowly trailing down to your stomach, eyeing it in all it’s rounded glory…the thought of his unborn child being anywhere near the danger he’d faced on a daily basis made him sick to even his stomach. Swallowing, he spoke with a hint of conviction, “I wasn’t about to let them go near the restaurant. I should’ve left it at that when I called the police, but I just thought since I have powers and could help right then and there, why wait?”
“And you did the right thing.” He was rewarded by a proud smile, love shining in his wife’s eyes and suddenly he felt like the shy, awkward teenager that he was all those years ago, heat flooding in his cheeks and all guilt subsiding for the moment as the oven beeped loudly, signaling that their dinner was ready.
Robin Hood + "Disguise"
Robin Hood + “Disguise”
“Ah yes, I’d like to take a look at them. Get somewhat acquainted with these heinous criminals, you know?”
Your eyes looked up from your shackles, ears perking at the sound of his familiar voice, hope blooming in your chest when, along with the guard, came a strange-looking stork with long, thin legs and a wide brim hat that shielded almost his entire face…it wasn’t until he tilted the corner of his hat with a feathered finger that you were able to confirm it.
His eyes, along with the sound of his voice despite his attempt to disguise it, gave him away in an instant. If it wasn’t for the overly large beak, you would’ve seen him smiling widely, a roguish twinkle in his eyes that had you wanting to escape that instant just to run up to his awaiting arms.
It was so ridiculous that anyone would’ve been fooled by it, with how terribly designed the whole stork outfit was put together, but all you could do was press your lips together in an attempt to hide a growing smile of your own, unable to stop staring at him, and he the same.
I’ll get you out of here. He seemed to say, determined, and you could only nod when the guard wasn’t looking, relaxing on the brick wall of your cell for the first time in days…if he was here, then there was nothing left for you to fear.