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ap-kinda-lit · 1 year
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Miroku, to Inuyasha: You should write a book: "How to Offend Women in Five Syllables or Less".
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barbienostalgia · 3 months
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cringelordofchaos · 6 months
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some of you's only experience of engaging with barbie content is the newest movie )instead of the amazing badly written hellholes of 3d animated 2000's barbie movies with a target audience of 6 year old girls) and it SHOWS
Edit: GUYSSSSS I MEANT BADLY WRITTEN IN AN AFFECTIONATE WAY I LOVE THE 2000'S BARBIE MOVIESS
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ember-not-amber · 10 months
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In every Barbie movie there’s always a best friend who wears blue or purple for the main character who wears pink
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"Princess Mary the White Swan", art nouveau illustration by S. Solomko
Russian vintage postcard
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ewesimmie · 1 year
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Annelise and Julian💗
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pixie-skull · 3 months
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A belated edit, 241st, for @little-bloodied-angel and Happy Valentine's Day to my dear pal. Had fun making our animated selves eating cake together and catching up/laughing. It was purely accidentally have Valentine hues, pinks, reds, lavenders, and yes I own a polo like shown. XD
UPDATE:
Got the patches reversed, I will fix soon
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katlimeart · 8 months
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Made in 2022
If you’ve seen this anywhere else, I posted it back on my deviantArt when it was made.
Peach cosplaying as Sailor Moon (Sailor Moon 90s anime)
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twilightangelsworks · 1 month
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Here is a traditional drawing of Odette as a Wolfwalker. I really wanted to give her some long features to sort of resemble her swan form. Her mane and tail fur color is a reference to her blond hair and the rest is white for her dress/swan form. I had to make her wear her heart necklace from the movie.
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th3-savi0r · 4 months
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sometimes babygirl is a grown man
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barbienostalgia · 1 year
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Sucktember 2022
Day 6: Innocent
 For the prompts from @suck-tember
Summary: Princess Emma wants Captain Jones, but her responsiveness and her kiss give away her inexperience.
A/N: These are unbetaed simply because September started out of nowhere. 😅 (This one doesn’t get to any actual smut, just a little kissing and flirtation.)
Rated: E; Words 718; AO3
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“Well, hello, Princess,” the pirate drawled, caging the young royal against the tavern wall with his arms at either side of her. “What brings the crown to such a seedy place as this?” Smirking as her breathing quickened at his brazen caress of her cheek, he admired that she didn’t break as he brushed back her hair from her face and caught a lock between his fingers. “It’s dangerous for a lass like you to wander in here unattended.”
The Princess chewed her lip and straightened her back before countering, “Maybe I like a bit of danger.” Though her hands were as shaky as her voice, she pushed off the wall and slid her palms along his vest, grasping his lapels as if she feared she’d run away if she didn’t hold onto him. She met his curious gaze and added, “And maybe you could help me be…attended to.”
The Captain’s brow raised at that, and his smile grew into something softer but no less interested. He cupped the back of her head and lowered his lips to her neck, slowly kissing along the column as her pulse raced beneath their touch, laughing lightly at her gasp as he nipped at her earlobe.
Ghosting his breath over her open mouth, he brushed his nose against hers and teased, “Just how innocent are you?” Her cheeks turned red at his question, and he almost felt bad for asking it, if he hadn’t thought her blush so endearing.
“Does it matter?” The Princess pulled him closer and kissed him herself—well, she tried. The kiss was inexperienced and rigid, her nerves clearly getting the best of her despite her admirable efforts not to show it. But as he kissed her back, her tension eased as she allowed him to guide her through it, and they moaned into each other’s mouths as the pirate pinned her to the cobbled stone behind her. “I don’t want to be,” she said quietly when they finally parted.
“Mmm, that’s quite the tempting treasure you’re offering,” he admitted, already hungry for another taste of her skin, “but I’m afraid you would return home to find two very angry, very powerful parents, who also happen to have their own army. I’d like to not get on their bad side.”
“They don’t have to know,” the Princess shrugged. “I’ve simply taken an interest in sailing. So, I’ve ordered the best Captain to teach me how to do it.”
“You order me to do this?” Mischievous fire sparked in his eyes.
“No,” she shook her head, “I would never.” The Princess seemed to shrink into herself as she pulled away from him and cast her eyes to the floor. “I’m asking you to do this.”
The pirate hadn’t meant for her to take his reservations as disinterest. On the contrary, he was all the more delighted by her wit and commended her risky secrecy.
“Well,” he paused, tucking his curled finger beneath her chin until she looked at him again. “If you’re absolutely sure you want to sail, we can adjourn to my ship to begin your lessons promptly and properly. But there’s no going back once you first handle a mast,” he punned to lighten her mood, but his tone was serious, “so you have to be certain.”
“I—” the Princess paused, anxious again as her gaze flicked to the prominent bulge in his trousers, “—I think I’m sure, but….”
“It’s not going to hurt you,” the Captain reassured her, giving her another chaste kiss. “I’d make it so good for you.”
“Prove it,” she challenged. “Show me. Please.”
“If you can promise me I won’t lose my head,” he joked, dragging his palm down the front of her gown and pressing on her skirts at the apex of her thighs, “I’d be honored to take yours.”
“I promise.”
“Right this way then.” He stepped back and waved for her to join him, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her tightly into his embrace as she walked with him. He flicked the shell of her ear with his tongue and purred, “And for the record, you’re more than welcome to command me if you’d prefer, but perhaps we’ll save those lessons for another time. Don’t think I’m letting you slip away after just one.”
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apolloendymion · 5 months
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ok my whole fucking life i thought the song was "for longer than forever" and now you're telling me this entire time it's been "FAR longer than forever"??????
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ewesimmie · 2 years
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When they do this ❤️
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pixie-skull · 8 months
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224th edit and with help by @little-bloodied-angel I give you peeps of the world, this edit. BD Please note it is based off the musical, which was a film.
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I do know though rewatch this movie (here a link the trailer) and look into listening the music from the musical. I just know the movie as my celebrity crush Winona Ryder in it. :D
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I am stunned to think I made this, as this may be my most detailed edit to date. Please note again @little-bloodied-angel did help by suggestions and to review each huge step. Often I am confident on my ability to bring to life an edit request, but this one I know I needed to have another pair of eyes to review and this came out so well. =D By the way @airasora I now understand way too well the pain of editing a light blond haired character who is white, and trying to avoid making the flesh and hair blend in with each other. XD
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Not sure who to credit, as @little-bloodied-angel gave me this for hair color reference, but awesome gender-bend of Cinderella. =D
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woso-dreamzzz · 6 months
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Interviews
Hardersson x Child!Reader
Part of The Big Adventures Universe
Summary: Your Momma and Morsa sometimes have to talk to people on a screen for their job
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Sometimes your Morsa and Momma don't play football for their jobs.
Sometimes they had to sit at a table with a computer and talk to people on the other side of it.
It was pretty boring so you like to sit under the table and play with your toys, leaning back against Momma's legs to let her know that you hadn't disappeared.
(You had done that once and Momma had burst into tears when she found you at the vending machine with Caroline Graham-Hansen.)
"Of course, you're both role models for girls individually and as a couple but also to working mothers as well. I know that your daughter was living in Germany with you, Pernille, but how has the move been for her?"
"It has been good," Pernille replies with a smile," y/n is still quite little so she's adapted pretty well to everything. I think Magda is the one that was thrown for the first few weeks."
You vaguely hear your name, muffled from where you're hiding under the table. You shuffle closer to Momma on your bum, peaking out from your hiding spot.
Both Momma and Morsa are smiling at the computer.
"As Pernille said, it is good," Magda continues," It is nice to be here, together as a family. y/n is getting to that age now where everything is new and shiny and she's just beginning to understand that Momma and Morsa get to kick a ball around for ninety minutes and win medals."
The interviewer laughs. "And is she a big Chelsea fan?"
Magda laughs as well, shaking her head. "We have only just got her to stop calling it 'Not-Wolfsburg'."
You hear Morsa say 'Wolfsburg' and your interest is renewed. You shuffle out from under the table, on your hands and knees.
The table your parents are sitting at is very tall and you're very small so your forehead barely peaks up over it. You stand in the space between Morsa and Momma's seats and lean forward on your tiptoes - just about tall enough now to be able to peer over the table.
There's a woman on the screen with a microphone. She looks nice but she's speaking English and she's a stranger (Morsa always tells you to be careful around strangers) so you don't really like her on principle.
"Oh, hello there. It looks like you have a little visitor."
Your English has gotten a lot better now - you understand everything she tells you.
(Momma always says you are like a sponge with languages because sometimes at home you flip between Swedish, Danish, German and English when you forget a word in one of your languages).
Morsa turns to look at you, smiling. Her big hand comes to rest on your head, ruffling your hair. You smile back and pass her your favourite stuffed swan before you clamber up into Momma's lap.
She grabs a hold of you securely, moving the chair so you're both tucked in properly and there's no chance of you falling.
"That's a pretty jersey," The woman on the screen says.
You look down at yourself, pinching the emblem.
Momma bounces her knee up and down as she rests her chin atop your head. "What do you say, princesse?"
"Thank you," You say shyly," S' Momma's Not-Wolfsburg jersey."
The adults all laugh and you frown.
You're not entirely sure what you said was funny.
Adults are weird sometimes.
"Is it a competition? On whose jersey she ends up wearing?"
"Usually, yeah," Magda says, looking at you and Pernille fondly," We have had to start dressing her in normal clothes so we don't argue but it's media day today so we thought that she should probably represent the team."
"And how did you decide today?"
"Rock, paper, scissors," Pernille replies.
"Pernille cheated!"
"I did not!"
"She did. She distracted me with y/n before we played."
You giggle as your Morsa pulls a funny face at you and makes your stuffed swan kiss your face. Momma presses a kiss to the top of your head as another peal of laughter escapes your mouth.
"Now, before I let you all go. y/n what's the best thing about living in London with your mums?"
You cock your head to the side for a moment. "Er...Morsa does my hair all pretty and Momma makes nice breakfast! And-And they have a big bed! Sometimes, Momma gets me up in the morning and lets me sleep in the big bed with Morsa!"
You continue to ramble on, more than happy to talk about your favourite subject, only tapering off when your tummy grumbles.
Momma checks the fancy watch Morsa got her for their anniversary.
"It looks like it's lunchtime for the princesse. Can you say goodbye, y/n?"
"Bye!" You smile at the woman on the computer and wave, allowing Momma to place you back on the ground and Morsa to hand over your toy.
As they log off, you grab Morsa's hand.
"We have lunch now?"
"Yes, princesse, we'll have lunch now."
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