#DMD!Lion

[slashingdisneypasta]

Dorothy Must Die!Lion x Scarecrow'sFemAssistant!Reader || Drabble

Plot: What it's like catching the fearsome Lion's attention, becoming his favourite, but also falling under the protection of his good friend.

Warnings: Threatening confession.

*picture there so y'all can see HOW HUGE THIS FUCKEN LION IS- and I assume this picture is from BEFORE he grew big and terrifying.

"And this... "Your boss, Scarecrow, sounds bored as he waives a gloved and straw-filled hand the animal's way, after introducing the Tin Man. "this is my old friend Lion, of course."

Obviously you knew who both of these men (Creatures??) were; you've been appointed the Scarecrow's research assistant for good reason afterall. You knew everything you could learn, and that certainly involved Oz history- in which your new boss, the Tin Man, and the Cowardly (Or not-so-cowardly, any longer) Lion were main figures.

But you let the Scarecrow tell you anyway. Because you're smart, and you know- a man like that? Needs the validation of sharing information others may not be aware of. And you would rather not get on the viscious scientists bad side boss or not.

You give both the Tin Man and the Lion a solemn, respectful nod. "Illuminating to make your acquaintances. I've heard all about your bravery in killing the Wicked Witch of the West by Queen Dorothy's side."

The Tin Man nods respectfully and sensibly back, and he's about to say something as his old metal mouth squeaks open- but the Lion, who's the same height as his two friends on all-fours, cuts in; approaching you and flashing a huge toothy smile down. "Oh, Scare old friend! Where have you been hiding this one?" The Tin Man promptly closes his mouth, a note or irritation in his metal squeal this time, you think. "She's pretty! You're pretty, young lady."

-immediately you go bug-eyed. What?? WHAT?? You're used to the Scarecrow's sensible, monotonous, borderline rude ways; this straight forward compliment is completely foreign to you. Though, you're sure you shouldn't be surprised by his boldness. The Lion is an animal, and animals don't play with subtlty, or pretending. And he is known for his courage these days, you suppose.

"U- um, I- "

"And she smells delicious."

"Wh- "

The Scarecrow cuts you off, with a sigh. "Leave her be, Lion. You're flustering her and I have no use for an emotional research assistant."

"I'm flustering her?" The Lion asks, looking at you with a stern, puzzled look on his face. With a roll of his giant muscled shoulders, he backs up a step. "My apologies."

"No- I- that's okay." You manage, then take a deep breath. "I... take no offence."

Another broad, leonine grin spreads across the big cats maw again. "Oh." Is there a wild, roguish lilt to his grin? Almost a smirk? "Good." He tells you bluntly in that deep voice sounding something like a roar, tail swishing behind him.

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A few days later, it's the first time you've been allowed a break from thr Scarecrow's dark room's and the smell of death that fills them other then for meals. The Scarecrow wanted to be left alone, so he sent you to do some reading on cerebrospila fluids, and you chose to do so out in the courtyards. In the bright sun, surrounded by the emerald palaces beautiful gardens.

The Lion seemed to have had the same idea, covering a good portion of cobblestones with his large body sprawled lazily out under the warm ray's; dozing. And you keep sneaking glances at him like some silly girl- allowing your mind to skew from your duties and half admire the monster's muscles as well as half wonder to yourself what he meant by saying that you smell 'delicious'.

Does he want to eat you?? You've heard about his enormous, insatiable hunger, as well as how he enjoys his meals to be alive when he eats them. That doesn't sound particularly good, to you.

But... he also called you pretty. And that's throwing you off.

Before too long, you've only been sitting outside for no longer than 10 minutes, the Lion's deep echoing voice fills your eyes like molasses.

A crackly purr like growling sound escapes from deep in his chest as he stretches a little, muscles rippling under his skin, and his eyes gaze over at you half-lidded. "Nice day, isn't it?"

"Very nice."

"Come over here, pretty assistant."

You don't have a choice, it's the Lion (The King of the Beasts), and besides if you did try to run he could pounce and catch you in no time at all- so you do the smart thing, and close your book and wander over. When the enormous beast just looks at you, his maw pulling wider in a lazy grin, before nodding with his giant head to a spot next to him, you carefully sit down on the cobblestones with him.

After a moment of the Lion just looking at you, either like you're a prime steak or a masterpiece (maybe both), you take a deep breath. "Are you going to eat me??"

"... I want to. I like you quite a bit; you're pretty. If I could I would keep you and nibble off you for as long as I could- days, weeks, months, even years if you were strong enough. And the Scarecrow would just keep replacing your limbs one by one. You could be my favourite." He allows, looking pleased and impressed by your bravery, a roguish and wild lilt to his gorey, sharp smirk. "... but you're my dear old friend's help, and I wouldn't like to put him on the spot like that."

"... oh."

"Scared, little kitten?"

"I- "

"You shouldn't be." He sighs, adjusting his massive paws in front of him and making himself more comfortable. "Trust me, I spent far too long being a coward and fortune favours the brave. I'm King of the Beasts, now."

... "You have a point." You nod, speaking quietly.

"I do."

"Well... I- I should go." You curse yourself for stuttering, for you're still scared, but the Lion looks reproachfully at you. "The Scarecrow will be expecting me- "

Before you can even move, the Lion leans over and drops his heavy head on your lap with a thud; his snout nuzzling into your hip bone. He gives a content yawn, sounding more like a gentle roar thick with sleepiness. "Not yet... "

That makes your eyes widen wide open and heat fill up your chest, and your neck, and your cheeks. "But- I thought- I thought you didn't wish inconvenience the Scarecrow??"

"He can wait for a little while, pretty Y/N. I need you, now."

#Dorothy Must Die!Lion x Reader Drabble #Dorothy Must Die!Lion x Reader #Dorothy Must Die!Lion #DMD!Lion x Reader Drabble #DMD!Lion x Reader #DMD!Lion #Dorothy Must Die x Reader #Dororthy Must Die #Dorothy Must Die hy Danielle Paige #Drabble

[lionews]

‘I dmd a mod and they removed the name. I also dmd the user so they didn't name it that word again. Regardless of WTV language it originates from any Jewish or just player in general may not realize that and assume it's meant to be offensive ‘

Ooh I see! So because people are ignorant toward other languages it’s our problem! Got it!! Drop your ID so we can all block your sensitive ass, god forbid you see another language and assume it’s a personal attack against you. News Flash: Not everyone is Jewish, not everyone’s first language is English.

They even provided a TRANSLATION in the lion’s biography. You didn’t report it so people “don’t assume it’s offensive” you reported it because those 4 little letters on a screen (which weren’t even talking about you) hurt your feelings. It’s giving.. you try to make everything about yourself. 🤦🏾‍♀️ Congratulations, someone was using a word as intended and YOU turned it back into a slur. Good job! All Jewish people should give you a standing ovation!!

Grass 👉🏾 🌿 Go touch it.

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[nani-nonny]

What would peepaw(s) do if the kids asked them to train them to be better and stronger? Would they go easy or be merciless in the training?

DMD’s training is a little merciful, but a lot of talk. We saw his reaction to being asked to train them in the oneshot: Return of a Champion. But it’s a lot of goading on the kiddos, I actually have a snippet for the DMD ninpo oneshot called The Training Room.

“Come on, Leonardo, you have the upper hand here,” Leo goads on Leon as he taps the floor in front of him.

Leon doesn’t release the tension in his shoulders, but smiles at the elder’s attempt at provoking him. “Come on, old man, you’ve got to give me more credit,” he says as he rolls his shoulder and switches his sword to his other hand.

“I see your arm is getting tired, wouldn’t you like to get this over with?” Leo changes his pace, circling the younger in the opposite direction at a slightly faster speed.

DMD’s training style is a lot of using what he knows about the kids against them, and reinforcing their own fighting styles to find what is weak about it and strengthening it. He, himself, uses his innate strength of planning and strategy against the kids a lot, mainly to train himself, but train the kids to look ahead in fights. But sometimes, his strategizing training style comes off as predatorial, like they are fighting with a damn lion or the real Barbarian of the Battle Nexus.

Reunion would be overjoyed that kids think so highly of him to ask to train them, but he wouldn’t think it’d be a good idea since he can rarely visit—especially for such short timespans. So, no training style, even though he’d love to.

A complete shutdown from LCD. N.O. End of story.

WDS would be completely honored. He might even cry a little bit. His training style will honestly be too easy at first, out of his fear of accidentally hurting the kids from expecting too much from them and not wanting to go too hard in training them. But over time, he’ll eventually harden his training style to an appropriate level. He’d get some tips on what to teach the kids through his ghost brothers from their own insight in developing their fighting styles.

#rottmnt #whispers of distant souls #leonardo come down #dead man’s deal #reunion #nonny’s corner of the peepaw multiverse #nonny peepaws #nani nonny answers #peepaw multiverse

[unicornwitch-uwu]

Dmd @trumbloola "that lions so hot" about the dungeon meshi lion and she thought I just hallucinated a lion and didn't realise what I was talking about and that's significantly more funny to me than if I was talking about the dungeon meshi lion I think hallucinating would fix me and be my ticket to being the funniest and most famous cat girl

[kdhume]

[canandaiguadentistry]

Geoffry E. Hallstead, DMD

Dr. Geoffry Hallstead began practicing general dentistry 30 years ago, though his history with the dental field goes back to his childhood. The son of a dentist, Dr. Hallstead grew up witnessing the difference his father made in his patients’ lives each and every day. Seeing dentistry as an opportunity to continue helping people live better lives, Dr. Hallstead chose to follow in his father’s footsteps.

Dr. Hallstead began his formal education at St. John Fisher College in Rochester, NY. He completed his Doctorate of Dental Medicine at the University of Pennsylvania School of Dentistry. Returning to Canandaigua in 1988, he assumed the helm of his father’s dental practice, which was established in 1957.

To continue his education, Dr. Hallstead has completed many hours of continuing education at the Kois Center, an organization committed to the advancement of dentistry through science. His advanced knowledge and training allows his patients to receive better treatment and a more enjoyable dental experience.

A native of Canandaigua, Dr. Hallstead has been pleased to grow his practice and raise his family in such a wonderful community. He and his wife, Jane, have two children, Ricky and Serica. Dr. Hallstead enjoys spending his free time with his family and has many interests, including driving a horse and carriage, gardening and beekeeping. He is actively involved with Blue Star Mothers (a veteran outreach program), Lions Club, and Cheshire Community Action Team.

#GeoffryEHallsteadDMD #DentistCanandaiguaNY #CanandaiguaNY

[a-m-d-t]

Relationship

It is best not to let a device define your relationship and how it is going...😒_____________ It seems that Dan and Major were struck by what they had seen....😅💦 It looks like an unpleasant surprise...😅

Short comic. Hope you like it ...👍

#Daneobejan #Bear #Lion #Silver #White #Comic #Buff #Pudgy #Furry #Anthro #Digital #DMD-T

[trixcuomo]

Daily Writing Challenge Day 2, Wander/Blame

Let my OC introduce you to another of my OCs!

Trixany: My next guest on Daily Mail Dalaran LIVE! with Explosions Sponsored by Kaja-Cola Tropical Blast: Hear the Rainbow, Now with Less-Psychotropic Kajamite... Phew! What a mouthful. It's a good thing I get paid to say all that and pretend to care... Anyway! Today's theme is wandering blame. Or, wander and blame. I can't really read that cue card. But let's welcome our next guest to the show!

Trixany: Thanks to my amazing Horde B celebrity connections, we have an actual, real-life dragon right here in the studio! And he's cute, too. Everyone, please welcome Vandalstasz!

Audience: *terrified screams and shoving as everyone tries to run from their seats*

Vandalstrasz: *contained rage* Well, look at that. I thought I was here to talk about my fashion line as a master tailor, but I do believe my cover as a mortal has been blown.

Trixany: Haha! Of course we outed you as a red dragon. This is a gossip show sponsored by the two worst companies Azeroth has ever seen. I'm only even hosting as part of a settlement with DMD and Kaja-Cola Corp. Didn't you know? *she arches a clever platinum blonde eyebrow* In your infinite dragon wisdom.

Vandalstrasz: ... No. I did not.

Audience: *collective dramatic gasp*

Trixany: Welp. Them's the brakes. So tell us all about yourself, Vandal. How do wandering and blame come into the secret double-life of a dragon?

Red-tinted, evil-looking footage of Vandalstrasz walking around a city in a finely-tailored suit starts to play on the screen.

Vandalstrasz: Well first off I, usually, like to go by the name Vandal Dragonblight. Oh, look. There I am up on the screen, walking to my tailoring shop in Silvermoon but in slow-motion like some Goblin mafioso.

Trixany: Dragonblight? Rather obvious last name for a secret dragon.

Vandalstrasz: True. I guess being exposed as a dragon was inevitable. I mean, have you seen me? I have an absolute right to be very, very vain. *he stands up, shows off his sharp red suit, and the audience wolf whistles*

Trixany: Mhrm, mhrm. I'm feelin' it. Dark skin, and with fiery orange hair. That slots in with tall, dark and handsome I'd say.

Vandalstrasz: For years, I wandered across the realm, wanting to blame someone for my personal trials as a red dragon.

Trixany: Nicely done. I like how quickly you got our keywords out of the way.

Vandalstrasz: *winks and fingerguns* Anytime, dollface. But, the truth is, the shame and frustration of being a young red dragon wyrm, a direct spawn of the Life-binder, knowing all that befell Alexstrasza, and yet still being compelled by compassionate forces beyond me that are deeper than my instinct, blazing deep in the marrow of my bones, the simultaneous hatred-and-hope for mortals is a part of me. I can never excise that eerie, comingled feeling that's so hard to define, from my very being--

Trixany: Hopetred.

Vandalstrasz: What?

Trixany: Or, hate-hope? Hape? Uh, hold on. I think I got this...

Vandalstrasz: What are you doing! Are you busy trying to invent a new word, you pissable mortal ant, while I'm busy pouring out my soul??

Trixany: Oh, ouch. Wow. Well, someone has a fiery hot temper.

Vandalstrasz: Red dragons tend to. I was even just trying to explain how painful it is to be so powerful, yet compelled to be so gentle with the natural crises mortals cause. It's a delicate balance, actually, like a mother lion picking up her cub in powerful jaws. Living among mortals is so difficult. There are days I pray that I never fully lose myself to the boiling rage inside--

Trixany: Shush. I'm a Horde B celeb, remember? I'm busy trying to get you a new, cool catchphrase.

Vandalstrasz: *even more contained rage, he digs his red nails into the white leather couch*

Trixany: Hate... hope... uh... maybe it needs to be a whole sentence.

Vandalstrasz: May I at least finish my story? The very tale you sought me out to share? *golden eyes now blazing*

Trixany: You'd think I'd be good at this. I have a pet baby dragon at home that I keep in a shoe box. I have to make up excuses for little Nautistrasz all the time.

Vandalstrasz: You... keep what?? A precious little baby, of my own kin... Lives like a mere pet? IN A SHOEBOX??

Trixany: Nautistrasz is pure evil. He burned a hole through the wall, blasted into my neighbor's apartment. He deserves to be stuck in a shoe box whenever I leave the house. Well, I say shoe box to be polite, but it's really an iron-bound chest with no air holes for him to start fires. Obviously.

Vandalstrasz: You! I can't even--

Trixany: That's it! I got it. But you have to say it just like that, 'I can't even' with that same sass... 'Hate my hope.' Go ahead, try it on.

Vandalstrasz: *simmering* Hate my... hope.

Trixany: With feeling! Then we get the money shot, it gets recorded live on my show, and whenever you use it after that, Vandal, I'll totally get royalties.

Vandalstrasz: Impudent mortal. *he seethes, and black smoke passes between his elven fangs, but again he gives in to compassion and he restrains himself* Perhaps I will do so, but on one condition. You will release that pure, innocent dragon baby into my charge so that I may raise him away from you, to have a free life of dignity and respect. No more shoeboxes, no more iron-clad chests without even holes for the poor living creature to breathe through! I'd say that thousands of gold in exchange for an innocent dragon life who never deserved it is a more than fair trade. Alright?

Trixany: ...

Vandalstrasz: ... ...

Audience: *cringing, all at the edge of their seats*

Trixany: Uh. Haris Pilton only got rid of her little dog because he went out of style. Therefore, I can only get rid of little Nauti if he stops being cute or stops earning me big bucks or sympathy, which are really the same thing. Sorry hun, celebrity rules reign on planet DMD. *crosses her legs* You're pretty slow on the uptake, aren't you?

Vandalstrasz: *stands, rages, finally combusts into a large ruby wyrm dragon that almost fills the studio with his sheer size, then blasts the stage, then the audience with purging orange flame*

Audience: *screaming while roasted alive*

Trixany: *ducks behind a burning white leather couch, shouts over the thunderous roar of the conflagration* Say it, come on, say it! Punk! You coward! Your mother was an ogre!

Vandalstrasz: You think I choose not to, because I cannot? You think a mighty son of Alexstrasza herself incapable? I, too, am a life-binder. I do as I please! *stomps around, chasing and eating people*

Trixany: *to the camera man* Stay on him, get the damned shot.

Vandalstrasz: Hate my... HOOOOOPE!!

Trixany: Yes!! Royalties!

@daily-writing-challenge

#dwc

[hanjisungz-archive]

WHEN U SAID HE HELD U OVER A CLIFF I WAS LIKE OH LIKE THE LION KING AND THEN U SAID HE MUFASA’D ME DMD DMMSSMMSSNS IM GONNNNNA FYCKINFNSK CRT IM LAUGJING SO HARD DNDMDMSK STOP.

LITERALLY I WAS GONNA SAY HE MUFASED ME BUT LIKE IVE NEVER SEEN THAT MOVIE SO IDK EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENS LIKE ALL I KNOW IS SCAR ? IS A BAD GUY AND HE KILLS HIS BROTHER AND THERES HYENAS 💀💀💀💀💀💀 BUT YEA HE MUFASED ME HE SAID ‘PERISH’ AND I DID 👻

#all im gonna SAY is slurp slurp 😶🍷 #ghouls 🖤 #chiddies #britt answers

[themadauthorshatter]

This goes back to the "infinity war" themed post I made a while back, but this time it's something more... interesting.

Picture this:

Given the KH canon so far, Sora has been crystallized or is stuck in the final world, so he needs saving.

Remember that post I did of Sora meeting Nox?

STRAP. IN.

Now for real, this time: PICTURE IF YOU WILL:

The sea salt trio are in an unknown location, though really it should be the sea salt quartet because Isa is with them out of wanting to earn the forgiveness of Lea, Roxas, and Xion. That, and with such a precarious situation and location, it's better to have more party members who can protect the little guys.

Tensions are slightly high, as the past is not easily forgiven and the area is very ominous.

Cut to what I call the Oz quintet, Gert, Mombi, Glamora, Nox, and Amy. The five are also exploring the city, more like a giant ghost town, and as a slight visual gag to lift the mood Nox and Amy are carrying Mombi and Gert respectively on their backs, which leads to a cut to Xion sitting down and rubbing her leg while entertaining the idea that someone has to carry her. Lea snickers out a, "only if you carry me," Roxas asks if she needs a potion, which, following another gag in the 358/2 days manga, is most likely expired, and Isa suggests they take a break for a little bit as they've been walking for a long time.

They do so and we jump back to our Oz quintet. Amy is wearing her silver boots and is constantly fighting the urge to roll her eyes due to Mombi's constant barking about how Dorothy and the Nome King have allied with a bunch of other big bads and that they have to move quickly. Amy remarks how it's hard to move quickly when you have an old lady on your back and can't use magic, something that makes Nox smirk a little.

For context, the Oz quintet are in the mid-Yellow Brick War- pre-End of Oz phase. Nox is in the quadrant and Amy has Dorothy's old, silver shoes. They aren't allowed to be in a relationship. Given the situation, this is especially a shaky good idea, good because there is no for distractions right now and bad because they need to stick and work together if they get separated.

Nox quickly puts Mombi down as he sees Heartless rise up from the ground.

The quartet also see the Heartless and spring into action.

With the three witches unable to use magic, the fighting goes to Nox and Amy, the two occasionally having a small argument before it leads to something genuinely heartfelt. This costs Amy as a stronger Heartless knocks away her knife and lunges at her.

In the nick of time, a chakram cuts through it and flies back to Lea.

With the quartet, the battle isn't as hard, but they are worn from about two or so hours of walking with the sun on their backs and no breeze to cool them down. Roxas is thrown to the ground by a similar Heartless that attacked Amy and Isa stops and almost runs to help him, almost because Xion gets injured and Lea has to heal her, leaving them both open for an attack that he is fighting off. Out of an adrenaline rush, he throws back some heartless and runs to Roxas, only for the blond to recover.

Most of the heartless are cleared with the rest scurrying away and Nox and Roxas spot each other from across the street.

Think of it like this: you're tired, you just got done fighting enemies that are hard to beat at times, you're friend is in danger and the probable cause of the attack, and potential spies for the big bads here, is/are just in your reach.

You can imagine what happens next.

If this were a movie, it would have the camera on Roxas's shoulder as he stares down Nox, and vice versa. The two are panting slightly and on edge, so whoever draws their weapon first is essentially the initiator/instigator for the fight.

One of them draws their weapon and the other springs into action, more like sprints, in Nox's case, but, all the same, the two start duking it out.

It's like the deep dive secret ending in kh1, but with Nox instead of Riku and the two yelling, "what have you done to Sora!?"

Even though it's weak, Nox still tries to use his magic, which does little to nothing for him since the magic Roxas is using is strong in almost every situation he's in.

Eventually Roxas slips up, jumping really high off a building, and Nox grabs him and throws him down.

I imagine Nox, being both an asshole and a trainer for teen assassins, quips, "You got cockey for a second. Don't underestimate your opponent, under any circumstance."

The conversation continues as follows, remember this is a guess, so sorry if anyone's out of character:

"Why'd you send the heartless after us!?" Roxas snaps, "Who told you to do it!?"

"Why are you following us!?"

"Why are- You were following us!"

The fight continues until their respective groups pull them away, Roxas yelling, "I can take him! Let me go!" and Nox just letting Amy and the witches pull him back.

Isa tells them all to quiet down.

Roxas is about to yell at him, but Amy and Lea agree.

A rumble is heard in the street and the Lion's beasts and nobodies race down the street.

Both parties break into full sprints, Gert and Mombi being carried very haphazardly and Xion twisting her ankle and falling behind.

Lea throws her over his shoulder (half joking, "If you wanted to be carried that badly, you could've told me!") and catches up.

They eventually lose the horde in an underground train system and have a moment to breathe and explain themselves.

Amy tells the Sea Salt quartet about Dorothy and the sea salt quartet tells her about Luxu and the Master of Masters.

They form a shaky alliance, concluded with Lea or Isa shaking hands with Gert or Mombi and Nox and Roxas glaring at each other.

SUUUUPER long post, I know, but I hope you guys enjoyed! It might be stupid, but I like mixing the stuff I'm interested in together, and Kh and DMD os something that really intrigues me.

Regardless, THANKS FOR READING!!!

#kingdom hearts #dorothy must die #crossover #old post

[ohbrotherofmine]

Sports & Recreations :: Sports Articles

The other night my dad was considering rangefinders around the internet, and trying to locate a good one. Now I know nothing about them, but apparently some do different things than others, plus some are higher quality and thus on and thus forth. Now I know nothing about them, but apparently some do different things than others, and a few are higher quality and thus on and so forth. Now I know nothing about them, but apparently some do different things than others, and a few are better quality and thus on and thus forth. Now I know nothing about them, but apparently some do different things than others, plus some are better quality and so on therefore forth. You can zoom from. The Bushnell uses PinSeeker technology and has a great interface which keeps the LCD screen d to exhibit the distance between you and also your targets while panning the course. This makes your guess work about the top of your swing non-existent. Ski Rentals in Park City By Travis Potter. Bushnell PinSeeker Tour V2 Rangefinder. This is ideal for when you need to find the flag but not all of one other options that come with the landscape. Giants' Saquon Barkley not practicing against Lions on Tuesday By Andrew Zeuis.

Even on different terrains the distance displays far quicker than many other far more expensive brands and models. In 2006, the Department of Conservation for Taupo and Tongaririo National Parks in New Zealand banned two hot air balloons during a weekend amateur golf golf distance finder event, "Long Drive World Cup. DMDs who have features other than measuring distance (calculate slope, weather, read greens, or select clubs) will get you disqualified whether they're turned off or not (2012 USGA Rules of Golf, Rule 14-3). Not only does this rangefinder pick up GPS programmed course landmarks, additionally, it may scan anything on the course as well with its laser. If you or perhaps the person you're taking into consideration the Tour V2 for is an avid golfer, then this really is the rangefinder for you. It was redefined when Leupold started customizing the rangefinder for the individual golfers needs. A golfer using the Bushnell Tour V2 Golf Laser Rangefinder will probably be a confident force to reckon with on the course.

[slashingdisneypasta]

Dorothy Must Die (Danielle Paige):

A p p e a r e n c e s.

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Tin Woodman:

He looked more like a machine that had been cobbled together out of spare parts, a hodgepodge of scrap metal and springs and machinery pieces all held together by screws and bolts. His long, spindly legs were a complex construction of rods and springs and joints, and bent backward at the ankles like a horses legs; his face was pinched and mean, with beady, flashing metal eyes and a thin, cylindrical nose that jutted out several inches from his face and ended in a nasty little point. His oversized jaw jutted out from the rest of his face in a nasty underbite, revealing a mess of little blades where his teeth should have been.

I half remembered the Tin Woodman's story. He had been a flesh-and-blood man until a witch had enchanted his ax to make him chop off pieces of his body one by one, and one by one he had replaced them with metal parts until that was all that was left of him. From what it looked like, he had been making improvements ever since. The only thing that was really familiar about him was the funnel-shaped hat he wore. I guess some things never change.

//

He had fingers like knives and needles, each one of them twisted into a slightly different shape. Like dentist tools.

Dorothy Gale:

This was not the same girl I'd read about. She was wearing the dress, but it wasn't the dress exactly- it was as if someone had cut her familiar blue-checked jumper into a million little pieces and then put it back together again, only better. Better and, okay, a little bit more revealing. Actually, more than a little bit. Not that I was judging.

Instead of farm-girl cotton it was silk and chiffon. The cut was somewhere between heaute couture and French hooker. The bodice nipped, tucked, and lifted. There was cleavage.

Lots of cleavage.

Dorothy's boobs were put to here, her legs up to there. Her face was smooth and unblemished and perfect: her mouth shellacked in a plasticky crimson, her eyes impeccably lined in silver and gold. Her eyelashes were so long and full that they probably created a breeze when she blinked. It was hard to tell how old she was. She looked like she could have been my age or years older. She looked immortal.

She had her hair pulled into two deep chestnut waves that cascaded down her shoulders, each tied with red ribbon. Her piercing blue eyes were trained right on me. I knew I was supposed to look down, like the Tin Woodman had instructed. Instead, I found myself falling into her gaze. I couldn't help it.

The Scarecrow:

At Ozma's side stood a tall thin man dressed in a baby-blue, one-size-too-small suit. Beneath a small hat, bits of straw and yarn stuck out in every direction. His face was a skein of tightly pulled burlap with two unnervingly lifelike buttons sewn on in place of eyes. His lips were thin lines of embroidery stitched in pinkish-brown yarn underneath a painted on red triangle for a nose. His buttons were fixed on me.

A chill shot through my body. It was the Scarecrow. Like the Tin Woodman, he had been twisted and warped into something I hardly recognised.

//

His head lolled over to his shoulder and a little felt tongue I didn't even know he had dangled limply from his mouth.

The Lion:

Or maybe like something was waiting them: at the front of the line, I saw the Lion himself for the first time in the flesh. He had been a vague, hazy shadow in Glamora's scrying pool, but now, in person, I realised exactly how terrifying he really was.

Really, he was barely recognisable as a lion at all. He looked like a monster, like some warped nightmare version of the king of the jungle. He was huge and golden, with bulging, grotesque muscles and a filthy, snarled mane. His lips were curled back, baring a mouth crowded with sharp, long, crooked fangs.

#Dorothy Must Die #Dorothy Must Die by Danielle Paige #Dorothy Must Die Tin Woodman #Dorothy Must Die Dorothy Gale #Dorothy Must Die Scarecrow #Dorothy Must Die Lion #DMD!Lion #DMD!Scarecrow #DMD!Dorothy Gale #DMD!Tin Woodman

[lionews]

“I dmd a mod and they removed the name. I also dmd the user so they didn't name it that word again. Regardless of WTV language it originates from any Jewish or just player in general may not realize that and assume it's meant to be offensive"

people don’t need to censor words in their language simply because they’re a slur in english. Telling someone to censor a lion name they have in THEIR LANGUAGE because it hurts your feelings a little bit is fucking stupid. Grow the fuck up.

It would be different if they were intentionally naming their lion something harmful, but going after someone who speaks an entirely different language for naming their lion something harmless in their language is just more fucking racism you idiots don’t realize is racism. If a Spanish person referred to a cat as “El gato negro” would you freak out that they just called the cat a slur? no, because they fucking didn’t.

Not everything is about english. Go check your biases.

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[nani-nonny]

What’s your favorite line(s) or scene(s) that you have written?

Ooo! I think it was chapter 3 of Dead Man’s Deal?

The scene where the turtle gang are celebrating their victory in Hueso’s pizzeria and listen in on the conversation about Big Mama’s newest champion! I remember the rush it gave me writing it all down!

It all played so vividly in my mind, especially the way the lion placed his hand over his mouth to reenact a fight he watched.

“But it doesn’t! It gets stuck and I was in the seat right in front of the action, and I swear I heard something like a shunk! It sounded like something getting caught, like when I’m cutting through a package and my blade gets stuck. Anyways, Barbarian, that crazy bastard, grabs the lizard’s snout like this,” he grabs his own face to replicate his story. “And slams the lizard into the wall next to him. Now, the gator is shocked! The Barbarian took out three yokai easy!”

And a favorite scene I would have to say also comes from DMD (chapter 8?) where F!Leo is saying his goodbyes to Draxum and packing up his things to move back into the lair. Their hug was so cute to me and I loved every second writing it.

“Your arm suits you,” Draxum suddenly says as he stares at the metallic prosthetic.

Leo raises his prosthetic and twists it to show it. “Nice isn’t it? Donnie fixed it up for me, works like a dream.”

Without any time to process it, Draxum grabs the prosthetic and pulls Leo in for a brief hug before he’s shoved out the door. Mikey is standing in front of him, sharing the same surprised expression. The younger turtle looks between Leo and the door, trying to make sense of what happened.

DMD was such a fun writing experience and revived my dying love for writing! Thank you for asking!

Writer Asks

#rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #dead man's deal #rottmnt future leo #nani nonny answers

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Mun question: Peter Pan, Alice in Wonderland, The Wizard of Oz - which do you like best and why and what are your thoughts and ideas on those worlds as AUs for One Piece/Ace & co? (If you hate them or some of them I'm sorry but in that case I'd also like to know what makes you despise them. Well, I at least know you like Peter Pan going by your already existing AU ideas. Thank you for your time!)

Oh, first of all, thank you so much for the unexpected question and for a very sweet theme, too!

I hate none of the three but maybe I should talk a bit what I know of/from them?

Peter Pan is, answering your question, my favourite out of the three. Of course my first big contact with the story was through the Disney movie. I don’t know what year it was when I got the VHS but love was an instant thing. If you have pirates and fairies together, what’s not to like? Plus my version was the Brazilian dub and contrasting it with the English original many years later, I believe it has more humour than the original. Smee always cracked me up. 

But the reason why I truly loved Peter Pan - and I know this now - was because of the projection it had compared to my favourite book from my childhood, another pirate staple - Robert Louis Stevenson’s Treasure Island. It was the first ‘big book’ I read as a child, and from a copy that belonged to my mother, too, and it is to this day one of my favourites. I love how Stevenson blended the childish wonder kids have for pirates with the more adult part of the theme, for being a young boy hiding in a barrel of apples listening to talk of mutiny can’t be anything other than scary, right?

Unfortunately, Island never got the adaptation it deserved (from Disney). In the 90′s what I had was the 1950 live-action and the 1996 Muppets version - which I really love but never watched back then. Treasure Planet came out in 2002 and… I don’t hate it but… My favourite book did not need a sci-fi twist to make it more appealing or modern or anything like it. It’s a classic.

So, Peter Pan was the closest I had to a pirate story before POTC appeared. And you know Disney does their homework too well with marketing, meaning there was an access to Pan that there wasn’t to Island. I bought The Complete Peter Pan in the beginning of this year and I must say I am glad for Disney’s take on the story, as Barrie leaves some details rather abstract, albeit on purpose. Disney unified our vision on Peter Pan without limiting, for each person can still add their personal twist to Neverland while sharing a ‘common ground’. 

Likewise, I am a big fan of the Disney Fairies franchise. It’s a great addition to canon, what with Pixie Hollow, the sparrowmen, the different talents for the fairies… It’s a new part of Neverland that doesn’t mangle Barrie’s work.

I admit most of my ideas for Neverland!Ace are fueled by the franchise and the Disney work as a whole rather than Barrie’s original precisely because of how it crystalised certain aspects of it while it enhanced others. My ideas about it are already on the verses page and also here. I never considered this world for One Piece as a whole, only for Ace but, if anything, it fits ASL. 

For instance, if there’s only Ace and Ace alone, he might be the leader of a gang of boys akin to Peter’s - for I do not replace Peter for Ace but would rather have both. They support Ace’s idea of making a crew and one day leave Neverland behind in search for adventures other than the ones they’re used to, with the othe inhabitants of Neverland. If Sabo exists, perhaps there is no need for a gang of kids and it’s just the two brothers trying to set out to sea someday. Whichever the scenario, Ace will still want to find Pixie Hollow to see the pixies and get some pixie dust for his ship to fly & he doesn’t like pirates very much - because he knows his father, Roger, was one and he left him alone in Neverland. Just like Peter, he doesn’t like James Hook very much but his hatred is different - it’s angrier, it’s on principle, it’s because of the bad things pirates do to innocent folks of Neverland - and irony, a pirate’s what he’ll become. Alas, being a child, his morals are still in grey and he doesn’t see or wants to see that stealing pixie dust for a crew is… piracy.

Alice In Wonderland I knew through illustrated books and, of course, the Disney movie. It was never a favourite. Don’t get me wrong, pushing those ‘twisted’ aspects or readings people make of it aside, it’s another wonderful children’s story. I do love new worlds! But… where them pirates at, you know? When there are so many great stories, one if just bound to touch you more than others and that’s what Pan did for me - just like I expect Alice did to others.

I have no ideas for an Alice AU for Ace or One Piece as a whole - and I guess that is mostly to blame on my ignorance. If I recall correctly, Carroll mentioned more creatures/beasts in his works (so beyond Wonderland) and made-up words and everything and for an AU to be believable, those would have to be included. That demands research and knowledge. So… I am very sorry I can’t provide an accurate answer. All I can say is that for Carroll’s works I would never set a verse for Ace that is exclusively drawn from the Disney movie when I know the books are richer and they ought to be considered.

The Wizard of Oz. Kill me but I haven’t yet read Oz though I have the complete ebooks! I know the basic story, yes, but Baum wrote so much more! You know what’s funny, though? I know of the darker adaptations of it: The Wicked Years series by Gregory Maguire - of which the first book spawned a very different musical - and Dorothy Must Die by Danielle Paige.  Those I have read but not Baum’s originals (or the other novels considered canonical).

Oz I do consider for an AU! At least there is enough space for many One Piece characters, considering the geography/size of Oz and all these different takes. For the original ‘verse’, I would have to assign Ace to a county/race and build my story around that. I gues using Dorothy Must Die as a base would be easier for me and smoother, too, as pirates could be part of The Revolutionary Order of the Wicked. Perhaps this would be more appealing than Baum’s story, too, as Paige made this world more adult - don’t know if you know the story, and without spoiling it for you, imagine Dorothy as a tyrant and those sweet characters - the Lion, the Scarecrow, Tin Woodman - are some seriously sick bastards. 

Maybe if I reread DMD I might make a fitting verse for Ace - again, in this particular Oz rather than the original. But that will have to wait a while as I am currently working on establishing another verse for him!

#✕ [anonymous] #[sorry it's long but since you mentioned 3 stories...] #✕ set the world on fire [answer] #✕ [ic answer]

[slashingdisneypasta]

DMD!Scarecrow (+ Glinda The Good Witch) x Seductress!Fae!Reader || Drabble

Plot: Glinda has you, her favourite spy, attempt to gather intel on the Scarecrow (her other Favourite)... but as it turns out, she doesn't particularly like how well her favourite pets play together. But they endeavour to show her- she doesn't own them.

Warnings: Sexual and dark themes. References to monster fucking (Scarecrow). Unedited.

You left the Scarecrow for last of Dorothy's old friends, per Glinda's request. She said he was crafty, and she suggested you make sure you're truly ready before speaking to him. That all your pretty little thoughts are in order and your pretty little head is straight. After all, even she found him frustrating at times, and it was no secret that she was actually fond of the monster the Scarecrow had become since Dorothy returned. He was a Favourite of Glinda's, in fact- just like you were.

So you assumed him to be tricky, but you didn't anticipate quite how tricky.

For example, you aren't quite sure... how you ended up in his lap.

Or why on earth, you were sitting there and allowing him to tell you about his work. You already knew all of this! Glinda knows about all of this! You want to know about the other stuff- the secret stuff he does when she's not looking at him. Thats what you were assigned to find out, to draw from him with your good looks and some choice words. But he spoke circles around you and made you dizzy, and when he took your hand in his and boldly guided you to take a seat on his lap you just did, stupidly. God, you were supposed to be good at this... you're beautiful, and enchanting, and charming. And you're smart enough to know how to use it. You skills had worked with the Lion and the Tin Man perfectly well after all, the Tin Man is in love with someone else! Why was the Scarecrow so different??

... hmph, you frown (Or pout) when he's not looking. Glinda will not be happy with you (With either of you- but especially you), if you fail... You have to turn this around.

And you know just how to do it. He thinks you're a dumb, silly girl?? You can use that.

"Scare?" You ask gently, melodically, finding a moment when he's not talking, and softly nudging his chin upwards with your pointer finger so he looks at you perched there oh-so-temptingly in his lap. His blue, painted-on eyes look bored for a moment, before the heated look in your eyes registers. Then a slow, wicked smirk spreads across his stitched-on lips. "I know all of this... " You whisper, a mischievous grin tugging at both corners of your pretty, glittery lips. "You know, I know all of this." Fingers gliding down his burlap shoulders to his chest, which is oddly warm, you give a sigh. "... lets just be honest with each other."

"Oh?" This captures his attention, as he straightens up and grins smugly down at you; intrigued. "How honest, little fae?"

"Fully. ... Glinda sent me." You admit to him, getting no responce- because he knew. Of course, he knew. Why wouldn't he? He's the smartest man in all of Oz. Before he can ask any questions, though, you quickly go on; covering your tracks again. "But its not what you think. Or- what you might think. She... she thinks we might get along. You and I. She thinks... "

The Scarecrow's eyes widen, as if his eyebrows that don't exist are shooting up in sincere surprise, and you resist the urge to smirk. Men are too easy. You just need to know... where to cut. And now you do.

"Glinda?? Playing match maker??" Scarecrow blinks, shocked and confused, and you give a dainty shrug.

"I don't blame you for being surprised, if your relationship with her is anything like mine is... " You make your eyes round and meaningful; If she kisses him the way she kisses you. Then sweetly pick a loose strand of hay off his shoulder. "Well. I think she's angling for a group thing... If you know what I mean. We're boring her separately, now, basically."

That snaps Scarecrow out of his baffled reverie, his eyes narrowing. "Boring her??" You can practically see the cogs turning in his saw-dust head; deeply offended and full of spite. How could anyone get tired of him?? He gets bored with everyone else. He is brilliant. As anger builds up in his lanky sack body, his gloved hands tighten on you. "... turn around." He finally mutters, frustration thick in his scratchy voice.

Carefully you turn your body around, wrapping your legs around him and manoeuvring your dress so it doesn't get tangled up. In your head, you hear a sugary yet annoyed voice whisper 'darling... what are you doing??'.

"Did you hear that, too?" Scarecrow asks, and you nod; heat in your eyes that mirrors the burn in his voice. "Good." Then he pulls you by your thighs in closer against his lap, so you're sat spread-out directly atop his bulge. Honestly, you're quite surprised. What's down there!??- "Maybe we're bored of her first, hm?"

... a slow smile spreads across your face at him. He's walking right into your trap; just like you thought. The only problem is that Glinda doesn't sound too happy about it, which is odd.

'... don't sleep with him, Y/N.' She sounds threatening, like she's warning you.

'I'm just looking out for you~... '

'... Hay, everywhere. And I mean everywhere. You don't want that, dear.'

"She seems quite damn insistent that we don't do this, doesn't she?" The Scarecrow says, ripping you from your thoughts and your worries; telling you that she's telling him off, too. He's getting the same thinly veiled, angry messages. His eyes now slip over you and a vulgar smirk spreads across his face- he's not just interested in you out of spite. He wants you. "I think she's being selfish, don't you?"

'This is not what I asked you to do, Y/N. Listen to me- '

"Yes." You whisper, slicing through her presence in your mind and gently dragging your arms over his shoulders; locking them around his neck; drawing your face in so near to his that you smell canvas hay and canvas. Your core is throbbing on top of him, hearing him talk.

Because- to be quite honest, you've grown frustrated by Glinda controlling your whole life. Keeping you for herself while she fucks anyone she wants, does whatever she pleases,.. and it looks like Scarecrow feels similarly; Tired of being manipulated by this glittery witch.

And this.

This seems like the perfect way to get back at her.

Screw your orders, tonight.

When your lips press experimentally against his very rough ones made of paint and embroidery, you feel a terrible flash of anger from Her, but she says nothing else. Before you can pull back again, the Scarecrow kisses you back; parting his lips, and forcing yours open too, and shoving an odd felt tongue into your mouth. Its not entirely pleasant, but not entirely unpleasant. The tongue is warm.

A choked, pleased sound slips out of you when the Scarecrow's gloved hand slips under your dressed and slips against your core, and he pulls away smirking at that pretty noise you made. "Oh... that Bitch has been selfish, indeed."

Wrapping your legs more securely around him and the back of the chair, you cosy yourself up against him. Chest to chest. "Lets teach her a lesson."

"I'm going to make you scream, Y/N. And I hope she hears it."

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