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Valid reaction.
part 1 part 2 (this is pt 3)
Collab au with @plzgimmethecheeseman
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(ofc loki wouldn’t use voodoo he’d just use his loki powers lol also I NEED to create a human design for miss minutes here)
@punkeropercyjackson @mobius-m-mobius
Honorable scenes from The Princess and the Frog that I plan on drawing in the future for @ivyprism 's Princess and the Frog AU with some of my own OC inserts.
Blue: You gotta kiss me.
Harmony: Excuse me?
Sans: You were wearing a CROWN.
Harmony: It was a COSTUME PARTY!!
Stretch: You know, dancer, I finally figured out what is wrong with you.
Harmony, rolling her eyes: Have you, now?
Stretch: Yup. You don't know how to have fun. There. Somebody had to say it.
Harmony: Thank you, 'cause I figured out what your problem is too.
Stretch: I'm too awesome?
Harmony: No, you're a no-count, polandering, lazy bump on a log.
Edge: Sounds delicious! I'll start with free dinner cocktail and something to nibble on, while I wait, thanks.
Harmony: No, no, no, no, Your Royal Highness.
Edge: What's the matter?
Harmony: You are going to mince these mushrooms.
Edge: I'm gonna do what?
Harmony: Mince the mushrooms. Hop to it!
Edge: This is ridiculous...
Harmony: Are you mincing?
Edge: Err.... yes...
Red: Stick in the mud...
Harmony, glaring: Listen here mister, this stick in the mud has had to work two jobs her whole life!
Harmony: Oh! There it is!
Papyrus: Your studio?
Harmony: Oh, can you just picture it? All lit up like the Fourth of July.
Omari: Gotta hand it to you, Harmony. When you dream, you dream big. Just look at this place! Gonna be the crown jewel of the dancin world. And all you gotta do, to make this a reality? Is handle that little talisman of mine.
Harmony: No.. This-this is not right.
Omari: Come on, darlin'. Think of everything you sacrificed. Come on, Harmony. You're almost there.
Harmony: ... Daddy never did get what he wanted. But he had what he needed. He had love. Never lost sight what was really important. *clenches the talisman tighter and lifts her fist*
Omari: Easy with that!
Harmony: And neither will I! *hurls the talisman at the ground*
Omari: This is just a minor setback in a major operation! As soon as I whip up another spell, we'll be back in business! I still got those bitty skeletons locked away! I just need a little more time. No! No, please, no! Just a little more time!
Almost There (Paul McCartney x Reader) Part I
Summary: Miss Y/n L/n of New Orleans has been working day and night as a waitress to get her dream restaurant. Of course, being a ‘”little” woman of such a poor background, it’s been hard on her. People left and right telling her what she can and can’t do, but she’s still kept going year after year, believing that the harder she worked, the more her dreams would come true. But that may change once a charming young man comes to visit her warm little town.
AU: Princess and the Frog (Disney)
Word Count: 1323
Notes: UGH I LOVE PRINCESS AND THE FROG YOU GUYS DON’T EVEN KNOW-- But the reader is, obviously, Tiana, and Paul is Naveen. I didn’t explicitly mention that the reader was African American specifically, because I want everyone to see themselves in the reader’s shoes. I’d love to hear feedback/comments/reblogs/whatever, and I hope you enjoy, everyone! Please message me if you have any issues! I also did take an idea of making Y/n a cat. If the owner of the idea would like to message me about it so I could give you credit, that’d be great! Or if you’d like me to change it to them just being frogs, that’d be okay, too!
Part I: “Wishin’ Upon A Star”
The grand home was quiet all throughout, except for the excited squeals of Lucy as Mrs. L/n continued the story as she sewed on a piece of fabric to the sweet little girl’s dress. Lucy’s best friend, Y/n, sat beside her, her nose scrunched up as her mother told the story of the princess and her beloved frog prince.
“The beautiful, gorgeous princess leaned in...” the older woman said dramatically, pausing to fill in suspense.
“Oh, N/n, here comes my favorite part!” Lucy said quietly, leaning in as she waited for the last few words of the story’s sentence.
“...and kissed the slimy green frog!” Mrs. L/n finished, a grin on her face as she watched the two girls react in their own ways.
Lucy was ecstatic (even if she had heard the story a million times), clapping as she squealed in happiness.
On the other hand, Y/n gagged, sticking her tongue out as her mother chuckled, looking away from the worn-out book. She put her hands on her hips and said matter-of-factly, “There ain’t no way I’d kiss a frog! It’s got germs and slime and eugh!”
Lucy giggled, “I’d kiss a frog! I’d kiss thousands and thousands of frogs if it would mean I’d become a princess! Look at him on the cover, N/n, doesn’t he look handsome?”
Y/n looked at the cover of the book. There was a picture of the kind-hearted princess and the handsome prince. Still, his good looks did not seem to sway her, as she still stubbornly said, “Still never gon’ kiss a frog!”
When the girl turned her head she saw Lucy put a green frog mask on her poor little kitten, holding him out to her.
“Oh, c’mon, N/n! Kiss him! Kiss him!” she laughed, chasing her friend around the room with the scared cat.
“Girls! Put him down, you might as well be giving him a heart attack!” Mrs. L/n scolded, taking the frog mask off of the scaredy cat.
At that moment, the door creaked open, revealing the tall figure of Mr. Edwards, a small smile on his features as he saw the two girls playing around.
“Good evening, M/n,” he greeted politely, great warmth and kindness radiating off of him.
“Evening, Lance.”
Lucy immediately dropped the dolls she was playing with and ran to her father, the man scooping her up in his arms as she cheered, “Daddy! Daddy! Oh- wait, Daddy, can I have a dress like that? Look at that dress!”
The blonde-haired girl pointed to the gorgeous pink dress the princess was wearing on the last page, her arm looped around the prince’s.
Mr. Edwards clicked his tongue, setting his daughter down. “Now, Lucy, we’ve been over this. Missus L/n and Y/n are done with their hours for today, and you’ve already got a dress-”
Lucy, the spoiled but sweet little girl, frowned when she heard her father’s words. Her brows furrowed in disappointment as she gave her infamous puppy eyes.
“Oh, Daddy, please? Please?” she begged sadly, Mrs. L/n watching, amused as she gathered her things and helped her daughter put her coat on.
Mr. Edwards was silent for a moment before sighing, giving in. He put his hands into his pockets and looked to Mrs. L/n. “M/n, it wouldn’t be too much to ask for, would it?” he asked almost sheepishly.
“Oh, not at all. Especially to my most best customer,” M/n grinned, her head tilting to the collection of gorgeous dressed all in the back of the room, their glitter and sequins shining in the house’s light. “But it’ll have to be started tomorrow. Y/n and I have to get going now. Goodnight, everyone.”
“Of course, of course. Goodnight, M/n. And goodnight to you, too, Y/n,” he nodded, leaning down to shake hands with the young lady.
“Bye,” she said in response, grasping her mother’s arm with the one that was not already occupied.
As she left, she could hear the useless scolding of Mr. Edwards, and soon the barking of a puppy and the squeal of joy coming from her close friend. Inside of her, it felt as if a stone was placed inside her heart.
***
Y/n stirred the pot of gumbo, her eyes barely looking at the contents inside since she was so short (even with the aid of the stool below her). She felt the heavy footsteps of her father coming in, standing beside her.
“Mm, mm, mmm! Smells good! What’re you making, sweetheart?” he grinned, savoring the smell of the food from where he stood.
“Gumbo, Papa!” Y/n answered. “It’s all finished now. You can taste it!”
Her papa took the spoon she handed to him, letting some of the gumbo fall into it. He was about to eat it, but looked at her, playfully skeptical.
“You sure this is finished?” he grinned, an eyebrow raised.
“Yep!” she answered, her hands on her hips proudly.
“Alright... weeeelllll, I’m about to taste... this... sou-”
“Wait!” the bright young girl said suddenly, getting down from the stool.
She looked through the contents of the shelf before pulling out the familiar bottle of red hot sauce. She added a few drops of it into her pot before placing it back on the counter, mixing it up again before saying, “Alright! Now you can taste it!”
Her father chuckled before tasting her creating, his face not reacting one bit. He was silent for a moment, his eyes on the pot. This made little Y/n nervous, her smile fading.
“Do you... do you not like it?” she asked anxiously.
“Darling, this is,” he began shaking his head before a smile broke out on his face. “the most amazing gumbo I’ve ever had! What a talented little girl I’ve got here, yeah?”
“You just noticed?” M/n snorted as she read the paper, a grin on her face as well as she looked up to see her daughter and husband in a tight embrace.
“Well, she can’t just keep her gift in the kitchen, now can she? We gotta tell the whole neighborhood!” F/n cheered, getting oven mitts to help take out the pot, M/n getting up from her spot to get her bowls and spoons.
Minutes later, the neighborhood was gathered around the L/n house, everyone chatting as someone played an upbeat tune from their harmonica. Everything was perfect.
***
“That was some good gumbo, wasn’t it?” F/n said, his voice low as he tucked his little girl into bed.
“Top of the class,” M/n agreed, kissing Y/n on the forehead.
“When I’m done with work, Y/n, you and I are gonna open a restaurant, yeah? Serve everyone everyday, making all the people happy with your special gumbo. How does that sound?” he hums, brushing her h/c hair out of her face.
“Like a good idea. You promise, though?” she said.
“Promise what?”
“That it’ll be our restaurant...”
“Oh, of course,” F/n chuckled.
The little girl suddenly sat up, her eyes catching on a new star in the sky.
“Look, Papa, Mama! A wishing star! Lucy said that, if you wish on a star, that your dream will come true,” she whispered.
F/n could only smile at her wonder. “You can wish on that star, N/n, but remember that it can only take you half the way there. You gotta remember to never lose sight of what’s important, and remember to work for what you want, too, yeah?” he murmured.
“Yes, Papa,” she nodded.
With that, her parents gave her one last goodnight and exited the room. Secretly, though, she wished upon that star, her eyes closed, hopeful and true. She wished her Mama and Papa would have eternal happiness, and that someday, just maybe, they’d get their restaurant.
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Wow! First chapter! Hope you liked it so far. This is more of a filler, and the next parts will be better and more... exciting, I suppose.
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a bunch of tma doodles from tonight :^)c
Ray is gamzee if gamzee wasnt evil or hes kanaya in love with a star named rose, or hes hal
all are possible i think
Decided to finally do something with the bajillion AU ideas that I have for Kiran (of course, many of them feature Kaldur'ahm. Man, I wish I could come up with more plot bunnies with her on her own, but romance is so much fun!!!)
(Brief AU descriptions under the cut!)
Heyyyy!!! @asktheitalianempire I know this is like very very old, but I got the motivation to draw you some patf fanart XD Hope you’ll enjoy it (✿´ ꒳ ` )
