#toph-enough

If Tink had three wishes the first one would easily be for Peter to be in love with her too. But I’m not going to count that since it goes against the wishes rules in Aladdin. So ruling that out her three wishes would then be:

Money. A steady stream of financial stability for the rest of her life. 

For Wendy Darling to forever leave Corona.

She would offer the last wish to Peri, actually.

“I know she’s a little too young... and you guys are all a little too old,” she starts her argument, laying out that she’s at least somewhat aware this plan may not be the greatest. But when has that ever stopped Poppy before? “But what if we get the whole gang together to go trick-or-treating?! We could get Kuki and Mabel to come! And maybe even Eric if he wants to! And Naveen, though he told me a frog and I’m pretty sure he’ll try to keep up with that lie so he’s probably ruled out. But it won’t be embarrassing if we all go together, right?” @just-stcven

“I believe I do,” she confirms, crossing one leg over the other and she leans forward in her chair ever so slightly. Zhan had long since heard of the underground cult running throughout Corona. She had even almost partnered with them during her younger years, but Demanitus had convinced her it was unnecessary. This go around, she was no longer holding back. Any potential connection or ally she could bring to her side was being contacted. “Though it would be nice to hear it directly from you.” @chaoticxcipher

“It says...” He trailed off, only to groan as the paper unfolded to show another equation. “It says Lipsky has too much time on his hands.” He placed the sheet down on the table with a hugg before looking helplessly over at Peri. “The asshole has us on a timed treasure hunt across campus and can’t even give us a straight forward clue?” He’d had enough patience for it, at first (given that it was a beginner’s science course and the questions weren’t admittedly too difficult), but any and all patience he’d had was worn down by the time they’d walked a mile and only found one actual hint. “How about we give up? Get coffee?”

@perijingles

holding both hands over their tummy, riley just groaned in response. “you know the answer to that,” they mumbled, turning their head to stare at diana. “too much.” to be fair, riley hadn’t meant to eat the whole bag of halloween candy already, but it had been an intense game and before they knew it by the time the last goal was scored the bag was empty. “do you think i’ll need to get a stomach pump?” @dianaguste

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as much as shego doesn’t like to admit it, drakken really came through to her when she needed him the most. sure, she started working for him when she was still a teenager, stealing things for him and his work,  but she didn’t move in with him until she was an adult and ran away like a responsible rebel. he was never creepy, just a sad man who clearly had no friends. shego didn’t really have any either so it worked in its own way. shego is actually fine with her current arrangement because he never invades her privacy and gives her more respect than her brothers and parents ever did.

he steals her headphones a lot and uses her apple music account all the time. shego only knows of this because the weirdest songs will start being suggested and she sure as hell knows what she likes. she hasn’t called him out on it yet because she knows it won’t stop him. he may be afraid of her, but he knows she won’t hurt him too bad.

now that shego has her new powers, drakken is constantly trying to see what he can do to make her blast random objects. he says it is for science but shego doesn’t like being treated like a lab rat so 9/10 times she is blasting something above his head. he just starts standing where he wants her to hit now. 

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as mean as she is, she really does go out of her way to make sure he eats and is generally good. she’ll order his coffee and send it to his office, she’ll order his favorite lunch; it’s not because of her dedication to the cult either. it’s just because she does genuinely care deep down. 

they have never officially called themselves anything more than partners. not the kind of romantic partners either. more-so partners-in-crime. of course they hook-up on the regular and aren’t quiet about it, but they still don’t try to make it more than it is. at least eris hasn’t expected as much. but she still has a huge jealous streak about it all.

eris first caught bill’s eye with her gift. she had embraced his cult quiet, but eerily calm. she was comfortable in the chaos and him being the most chaotic of them all meant she wanted to be the one he noticed. she gave him the best luck she could muster and he had kept her by his side in some way since.

she absolutely uses the golden apple to give bill the purest of information she gets as well as keep the cults actions secret. if work doesn’t work, then she uses her gift, giving whoever needs it the worst luck of their life, which has resulted in death before.

“Awww!” Fred exclaimed, scooting over close enough to wrap his arm around Velma’s shoulders. They’d gotten pretty deep into talking about his drinking habits tonight, if only because he’d accidentally stumbled in rather late last night and bumped against their door in the process. But, this time, it almost wasn’t his fault. He’d gotten to the bar pretty early, for him, and downed a couple drinks before noticing a rather inconspicuous man in the corner. He stayed put while a few people came over to talk, speaking closely and tensely for a few minutes before walking away again. He didn’t even have a drink before leaving abruptly, but doing so via walking through the staff door leading into the back. Out of curiosity, and maybe inebriation, Fred walked outside and around the building, only to see him in a similar conversation out back. This time, he slipped into his pocket before heading away from the bar on foot. Long story short, the blond had followed the man a few blocks before heading into an unfamiliar alley, only to lose track of him completely. It was disappointing, as Fred had really thought he’d been onto something. “So, does that mean you’ll help me find him? I can probably draft up a rough sketch, if that’ll help.”

@jvnkves