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walli3darl1ng · 1 year

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Hello me again I was the one that suggested the enderman like reader,

But that's not why I'm here I'm here to request ghost reader x wally darling!? Dun dun dun!!

How I think they meet wally: Like maybe Julie had a haunted doll but didn't knows it was haunted and gave it to Wally before they could find out and the reader takes a liking to Wally so they helps him with some stuff like moving a couple items to find easier, cleaning up home. the readers clumsy even as a ghost so they accidentally knock some stuff off the table and that's how wally acknowledge their existence maybe?

Romantic or platonic: what ever you want to do no pressure.

From: a new friend 🌜

To: you! 💖

Okay but why do I find this cute bro! Like …you know those ghost costumes with the sheet?! Like like look!

Like this 👆🏻this is cute! Got it off Pinterest btw. Okay okay enjoy! This one is short, so I apologize!

Julie skips about that neighborhood holding a doll in her arms. Giggling and playing with the dolls she sees Wally painting just outside Home. Her smile brightens and she goes over to him with a greeting. “Good afternoon, Wally! Whatcha doing?”

“Hey, Julie! I’m just painting but can’t seem to figure out what to paint.”

Julie hums and looks around before looking down at the doll in her arms, she smiles and holds it up for Wally to see them. “You can paint my haunted doll sally and I found it in a box out in the woods.”

Wally gives a confused look at the explanation. A box in the woods? Like, out in the open? Or perhaps it was buried?

“Haunted? Is it really?” Wally wasn’t convinced. There’s no such thing, right?

Julie shrugs and turns the doll facing her, looking into their doll eyes. “Sally said it was but that was a few days ago and nothing really happened. Now I don’t know what to do with them.”

“Did you only keep them over the possibility of them being haunted?” Wally was not amused. Julie would keep almost anything, would she?

“No!…okay, yes,” she admitted sheepishly, hugging the doll. “But I already have a lot of dolls and I don’t have room! I wanna keep them but it’s too crowded.”

The short puppet hums sadly at his friend’s problem and wants to help them. It wouldn’t hurt to take the doll, right? At least Julie will know where it is and can ask to play with them. With that plan in mind Wally nods to himself and offers his plan to Julie. “How about I take them?”

“You want them?” Julie asks, holding the doll out to him.

Wally smiles and nods, taking the doll and holding it close to him. “I’ll take care of them for you. Promise.”

Julie beams and thanks him before telling him she has to meet up with Frank and she skips off to her adventure.

Now alone—with the doll of course, Wally looks down at the doll and holds them up. They're a plushy looking doll, they look, “Cute~.” Wally coos, moving some of the yarn-hair out of the doll’s face and smiles, not noticing the doll’s cheeks changing color to a rosy color.

It’s been a few weeks since Wally took the doll from Julie and well, a few things; Wally has noticed a change, Home would be cleaned even tho he knows it wasn’t before, his art supplies would be organized and brushes cleaned even though he knows he hasn’t clean them yet, tho he would move around, he would head footsteps and small bangs that weren’t Home.

What’s odd is that whenever he sees that a room he was planning on cleaning is already clean the doll would be there front and center, like waiting for his praise for cleaning the room. When an object would move out of place the doll would hide as if afraid to be scolded for misplacing it. And when he’d hear a bang and see where it came from he'd see the doll facing away from him…as if to not see them in pain.

All the time he’d ignore it, pick up the doll and praise them for cleaning, reassure them of their mistakes and comfort them from pain. And all the time, painfully he would miss the doll getting flustered.

One evening, Wally was just lounging around enjoying his hot beverage—the warmth of it that is, when he heard a bang. But it wasn’t like the other ones, this one was bigger and sounded worrisome. Concerned, Wally leaves the living room and heads to the kitchen, where the sound came from. And saw the doll on its back on the floor, but what he was staring at was the bowl floating in the air a few inches off the floor. A figure sitting on the floor.

“Uh—hello?”

“Oh!-“ the figure jumps and disappears! But the bowl stays in place so Wally knows they didn’t run off. Did they just turn invisible?

“No wait! I’m sorry,” Wally moves closer and crouches down. He can’t explain how happy he got when you made yourself seen. It’s a faint outline but he can see deft. “Did I frighten you? I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it.” He reaches over and slowly lifts the bowl off you.

Wally, The Wally Darling can’t begin to explain how your eyes took his breath away. They’re devine! For someone who doesn't have it, your eyes are full of life. The color, your eye shape, everything about it is beautiful.

You on the other hand, are flushed beyond belief, you tried your very best to be cautious and careful of your surroundings to not make a mess, to not make yourself known. You’re comfortable with doing your act of service undetected. But as you were trying to put a bowl away in the cabinet you lost your balance and fell back. Now look what that got you…looking, face to face with the person you grew to care about.

“Are you alright? You’re not hurt are you?” Wally tilts his head when he doesn’t get a response, instead he takes your hand and helps you up and makes sure himself that you’re not injured. “Good, you look okay to me.”

“Oh! I apologize, I just, I was cleaning up and..well, oh goddess, I’m sorry.” You cover you face and look away, you’re always shy and hard to talk to and it’s not like you want to, but every time you try your words get jumbled up.

Wally chuckles and places his hand on your shoulder. “Don’t be sorry. You did nothing wrong. How about this, I’ll introduce myself and then you go, how’s that sound?”

He waited a few seconds until you nod and let him turn you around to face him. He still sees you looking down so with his other hand he holds your chin and lifts it up to meet his low lidded eyes. “Hi, I’m Wally. It’s so nice to meet you.”

“Hi…I’m—my name is Y/n. Nice to meet you.”

#welcome home #wally darling #welcome home wally #welcome home x reader #welcome home x you #wally darling x self insert #wally x y/n #wally darling x reader #wally x you

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fetusmeme · 11 months

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I wish to inquire about your cupid Wally AU? What kind of cupids and angels are the others?

I smirk

SO! There’s cupids and there’s just regular angels!!

Cupids are a type of angel, but they’re usually quicker and angels that usually interact with humans more!!

while cupids specialize in all types of love, all cupids have a specialty on what they’re good at!

Wally is a cupid who specializes in good ol fashioned romance. Think dancing to old music, roses, and hopeless romantic tropes!! He just loves a good happy ending

Now the rest of welcome home is also in this au!!

Eddie is a cupid who specializes in love thru distance. Either via letters or via words and poetry!!

Julie is a cupid who specializes in love through play and thrill!! She helps with relationships build ways to have fun and enjoy eachother thru different ways!! Waterparks, spontaneous dates, amusement parks, etc!!

Barnaby is a cupid as well! He works with love through humor and understanding!! He helps relationships with finding humor in their love and keeping things silly and finding the laughs in bad times

NOW!! The rest of the group are angels! They are different types from messenger angels to advisors!

Sally is a messenger angel! She is almost like ther Hermes of the heavens! They go back and forth from the head angels and Home to the cupid sector and other sectors delivering news and messages!!

Frank is the head advising angel for the cupids! He used to be a cupid but was promoted to head advisor! He gives the assignments and cupids their assigned human! As well as tasks and things to do during their time on earth!

Poppy is almost like a Caretaker for the cupids and angels! She gives advise and as well patches up and wings or tools and things that angels need! Poppy is a voice of reason and a mother type almost!! she works alongside frank to help the cupids!

Howdy is an angel!!! But he is a Guardian angel! He is an angel who gets to relay things back and forth from earth to the heavens! He delivers things like supplies, arrows, and also messages from the high heavens. (Sally cant go to earth to reliever messages, her rank is to stay in heaven while Howdy can go back and forth between worlds!)

LAST BUT NOT LEAST

Home.

Home is the equivalent to Aphrodite in this AU. They are omnipotent and absolutely beautiful.

They can take many forms but usually they look like those biblically accurate angels. Home is one of the main high heaven officials that watch over the heavens and especially the cupid sector.

Home is the one who created the cupids rules and how things are set up and is VERY particular on how things are run. Home can be seen as intimidating but can be empathic and welcoming!

That’s kinda all i have so far for the angel lore details wise but!! i plan to expand!!

#cupid!wally #Cupid au #welcome home #welcome home au #cupid wally au

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timelesslords · 2 years

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28 please!

28: “You weren’t supposed to hear that.” - “Well, you shouldn’t be saying it then.” send me prompts!

Percy turned the key in his and Annabeth’s apartment, surprised to find it unlocked. He would’ve gone in a little more carefully if Annabeth’s distinctive voice hadn’t been drifting in from the kitchen.

“...don’t worry about the cake, Sally’s bringing it. I just need you to get Frank and Hazel from the airport and to the restaurant before six. Percy’s shift isn’t done until then so that gives you guys plenty of time to set up.”

Annabeth was facing away from him, and for a brief second Percy considered turning around and leaving the apartment so he could pretend to re-enter much more loudly and with more warning, so it would seem like he had not heard what was very obviously a surprise birthday party plan his girlfriend was currently making for him over the phone.

His shift at the firehouse had ended early— someone had heard it was his birthday and offered to cover for him, and Percy had come home thinking he would get to take a nap in an empty apartment before his dinner plans with Annabeth had ended that night.

Before Percy could decide what to do, Annabeth was saying goodbye and hanging up the phone, and it was too late to turn around and pretend he’d just gotten back. So instead, Percy cleared his throat.

Annabeth jumped in surprise, whirling around, her eyes widening first in shock, then in horror of what he had probably heard.

“You weren’t supposed to hear that,” Annabeth said, the tips of her ears turning pink. Percy laughed. He couldn’t help but think she looked really cute when she blushed.

“Well, you shouldn’t be saying it then,” he teased. She was standing strangely, and it took him a second to realize it was because she was holding something behind her back with one hand.

“I thought you weren’t home,” Annabeth groaned, “Gods, you’re the worst. Why are you so sneaky?”

“Am I?” Percy asked, amused.

“Very. You should make way more noise for how tall you are,” Annabeth said, sighing and leaning back against the counter.

“So you’re planning a surprise party, huh?” Percy asked, grinning. Annabeth groaned again.

“You have to pretend to be surprised,” she ordered, “I’ve been mean to everyone about keeping their mouths shut for weeks, if they found out I blew it at the last minute they’ll never let me hear the end of it.”

“I’ll be very surprised. Completely shocked. Nobody will be able to tell,” Percy promised, though he was biting back a laugh.

“I’m doomed,” Annabeth said, listlessly.

“I can blame Frank instead of you,” Percy suggested, and Annabeth snorted.

“You know, that might actually work.”

“If my performance isn’t convincing enough I’ll give it a shot.”

“Good thing I’m a better actor than you,” Annabeth said.

“I resent that,” Percy said cheerfully. “What are you hiding behind your back?”

“You think I’m going to spoil your surprise birthday party and your birthday present?” Annabeth asked, one eyebrow raised, “You’re going to have to try harder than that.”

“Worth a shot,” Percy said, leaning down and kissing her softly. As he did, he inched his hand around her back, trying to grab at whatever she was holding, but she’d been expecting it and quickly switched to the other hand.

“Better. I appreciate the effort,” Annabeth said, giving him one last peck before pushing him away. “Now close your eyes so I can go hide this in my purse.”

“You’re no fun,” Percy complained, closing his eyes all the same.

“You’re the one who ruined my surprise!” Annabeth called.

“No, that was Frank, remember?” Percy called back, and Annabeth laughed.

“If you can manage to say that without sounding like you’re winking at me we might actually get away with this.”

Her voice was closer, close enough that Percy felt safe opening his eyes again. She was back to standing in front of him, hands empty.

“I’ll work on it,” Percy promised. “And I’m sorry for spoiling your surprise.”

Annabeth rolled her eyes, but she was smiling.

“It’s your surprise. I’m sorry I wasn’t more careful.”

“Well, thank you for planning it for me,” Percy said, “I’m sure you put a lot of work into it, and it’ll be perfect and fun regardless of if it’s a surprise or not.”

Annabeth smiled, but it was a little less soft than he’d expected and a bit more mischievous.

“Good thing the party wasn’t the only surprise.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Percy asked, knowing there was absolutely no way Annabeth was going to give him so much as a crumb of a clue as to what she meant. Sure enough, she just grinned.

“You’ll see.”

#percabeth #percy jackson #annabeth chase #pjo fic #percy jackson fic #percabeth oneshot #prompt fic #percabeth fic #asks

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cryptid-killjoy · 1 year

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🧟‍♂️The Two Headed Monster’s Fae Ring of Torture🐉

Torture was a very subjective word and Delta had a morbid sense of humor. It would take some time to create the safety rings around the inn and Funkytown. It was during this time she texted Maddy about leaving the area. Delta would hope the pair would make haste. She’d go to the outskirts of town and she would fuck Frank till Bastien sent word they’d completed the task she sent him out to do. She’d be pleasantly surprised it wouldn’t have taken as long as expected with Maddy’s bubbles. She thought she’d be out there fooling around with her Lurchy much longer before she’d hear the interruption. It really was nice to hear Maddy Mouse wasn’t turning out to be such a lame investment after all. She was contributing rather nicely now. How useful.

The last thing Delta would do is put up a sign in Sally’s yard that said Delta and Frank’s Property. Abandon All Hope Ye Who Enter Here. She knew the last bit wasn’t needed with just their names on it but she enjoyed the flair.

She’d send all her fae soldiers home to the fae realm, even Tree. It would make the castle look abandoned and unprotected.

Then it was on. She’d activate the full power of the magic. Slowly but surely everyone inside would start to succumb to this enchantment. She sent all her soldiers and Moores home so that there would be no fae of her kind with the power to escape. Only her own kind would have any sort of weakness to being tricked by humans that might realize they’re under an enchantment trying to break it. She’d leave them no opportunity to meet those with the power. No chance for a weak link or a fae to be tricked back. There was only Maleficent who kept getting her blown up by demands of “his” queen to hurry up and get to Skull Rock already. She’d be dealing with that soon.

Back to Delta’s magic.

Dancing. Delta loves dancing. Everyone’s heard of fairies making people dance and dance with no ability to stop. Those stories amused Delta so much she decided to force this lame town to die being forced to do everything she liked they never did. This town would live and breathe Delta and the two headed dragon until they breathed their last breath.

So they would dance. The whole town would dance and they’d not be able to stop for any reason. They’d dance to three songs on repeat.

Delta’s favorite song she dances to about her love for Frank. Her dark love song the most beautiful moment of her life. So Beautiful.

Then it would flip to Pulscifier a song she’d hear Frank listen to quite often that touched her dark little fae heart.

Then just to be a little shit for the last song she put on Celion Dion’s And So This is Christmas. Over and over this would crack her up to send off Nola with.

So this is christmas and what have you done another year over a new one just began and so this is christmas i hope you have fun the near and the dear ones the old and the young a very merry christmas and a happy new year lets hope its a good one without any tears. and so this christmas for weak and for strong the rich and the poor ones. the world is so one and so happy Christmas for black and for whites the yellow and red wines a very merry Christmas and a happy new year

It wouldn’t matter if the town didn’t get it. New Orleans’ entire population would be left in this jarring rotation of completely different sounding grooves, their feet on the move, their heads banging on one, their hips shaking. They wouldn’t be able to stop to do daily life things like eat, drink, sleep. Clever humans might last longer who would find a way to snatch food on the go and pee on the move. Life would get complicated. Exhaustion would set in. No human could last this way forever.

Merry fucking Christmas Nola you fucking bitches. Delta would laugh her way all the way to Christmas Town.

Delta would leave to Christmas Town so amused with herself and actually humming Celion Dion amused thinking of all the humans slowly dying of dancing feet unable to eat, sleep, or stop to take a shit.

Another thing to note is the world will seem bloody like Delta visuals in her head to keep focus when she gets bored or even to get turned on.

The world to everyone inside the ring will see the way Delta wishes the world is. The magic will have a hallucinating effect. Blood dripping down buildings, walls, rivers of red rushing down streets. It’s all fae magic but it’s her dream world they’ll be dancing in. To most humans it’ll be scary. It’s not Halloweentown despite it being Nola.

It was the non humans she had to magic up something more creative for.

The vampires would slowly die for lack of humans to feed on eventually. This wasn’t Twilight. Vampires couldn’t live on animals alone or dead things. They needed to take life. What a bummer. There wasn’t a vampire in Nola she gave a shit about.

Werewolves or other werecreatures like the gorillas and such that Tarzan took care of were another story. Delta made it so that they’d start pegging each other off come next full moon. A twist in lunar perception with the hallucinations making them werecreature out night after night.

Mermaids in the Nevers just stayed under water. All safe and sound.

The King would grow tired and angry about Maleficent and send his hoards out in a rash of his own wrath. By the time he’s doing this people are starting to dance and music is playing over intercoms he has no idea where it’s coming from. The Horned King was ready for a real battle and his hoards were chasing dancing people? To say he was thrown off before he could barely get started was putting it lightly. Then Grimhilde was screaming. She really thought she’d just won completely when Maleficent didn’t show up. She had the Horned King to herself. She won it all.

Now to explain where everyone playable was when all this went down and how it will affect each one cause I just can’t play all this. I want to get to Christmas and Frankie and the triplets. I just want everything set up for New Year.

Koda and Elsa are about to walk into Funkytown to drop off the dolls. This puts them in a safe zone. They should stay there till this wave is over unless anyone makes the mistake of leaving. Unless they change course and dance their way back in like fuck this and go back.

When Willem finds out this is a safe zone through Medusa freaking out unable to stop dancing and scared, panicking, and yet no one is dancing inside Funkytown he’s going to beg Figaro to open the doors for her if she can dance her way there.

Then he’s going to do the same thing for his client. He’s going to ask Figaro if Parrish can bring his family of dolls there until he gets back and can figure something out, beg Delta, just something, but he’ll swear it’s temporary and says the whole world can just stay in his spare room if they want even if they have to squoosh.

As long as Figaro allows this Medusa will be Parrish’s blood supply until Hook and Willem get back which is really going to annoy Hook. If Figaro takes issues with Willem’s requests just have her text him and they can discuss.

The Fate Sisters - They are stuck dancing forever in this existence unable to die no matter how exhausting it gets

Alan the minstrel and Friar Tuck - These two will be in dance battle meaning battling zombies while also dancing until they made it to the Inn on Kuzco’s orders. It was part of why he wanted the Inn tired of using someone else’s house as their portal. He wanted Piper to learn a one and only Kuzco”s one. He didn’t like having things that weren’t his. Kuzco was big buddies with the minstrel. He had groove. Of course he was. This was lance’s dad. This is how they’d learn this was a safe zone. The workers there were not dancing which Kuzco almost felt was blasphemy of it’s own to have music outside and not be dancing. But they promised to put on their own music there and dance to their own groove instead of Delta’s music and Kuzco felt a whole lot better about the situation.

CJ - He’s popped into another realm and was unaffected at the time of the ring’s activation. He’ll be hanging around Halloweentown still since the carnival.

Silvain - (is from West Virginia and technically part of Caim’s world so he’s not going to be within the circle when this goes down even though I’m making him a long lost friend of Bastien’s and haven’t gotten his muse started yet. It keeps him in a safe place to be started later on)

Pan and the Lost Boys - Pan and lost boys will fall before Delta ever comes back. This will cause the Nevers to freeze over in a winter storm. - The strange part will be (and they won’t be able to know this now) Willem holds the key to bringing Pan back. But it would not bring any of the lost boys back. Pan’s a special spirit connected to the Nevers and so was Tink. But that’s for another time - if ever - if it ever gets that far when he and Hook return.

Babyface is going to keep throwing bodies from the Halloween portal into Nola and not like the results until he finally gets the idea from Ellie to think about what Chip would do. The gas mask idea finally hits him. But, it’s also really hard to keep a mask on. So, he’ll be texting Ellie and trying to talk her into coming to Halloweentown to be safe with him. I’ll put that up next.

Silas survived the only way he knew how. In the shadows like his father. He didn’t have to dance if he didn’t have a body to dance with. But he was stuck and he couldn’t get out.

The rest of the town is in an endless dancing world kicking up blood as they go while the Horned King learns he can’t get his hoards past the borders either. He’s trapped in this nonsensical place.

Once it’s in full swing and even the powerful Lich King is dancing with Evil Queen Maleficent would finally show up to laugh at the pair stuck in this trap.

The hallucinatory effects of the magic ring would make her appear to them even more maniacal than ever. Delta didn’t leave a calling card other than the songs. Maybe someone would guess who did this. Maybe they wouldn’t. But Maleficent would show those two her face and watch their agony enjoying her daughter’s play hilariously trapping the Horned King in this wretched town and then abandoning it like it was useless fodder that it is. It really was delightful.

As for Delta after Christmas Town she intended to go to the fae realm. But, she did intend to come back to the castle eventually to check out who survived her little game in Nola. When she said Nola would be forever gone as they knew it she meant it. She was tired of everyone in it so she decided to clear it out. If anyone survived she’d sort through them when she got back and see if they were worthy of being left alone or not. She wanted her isolation and her castle. If anyone existed in her town that gave her bad vibes from the past she’d destroy them manually herself for daring to survive in her territory.

Delta would fill her world with monsters she liked or it would remain empty just for her and Frank, Tree, and their hanging tower, and castle with her favorite ledge. She didn’t need much else in life. Really.

SIDE NOTE FOR PERU: In Real Life the Peruvian President just went down and was arrested which makes it seem like a corrupt government is really going on yo even if it’s not the way it is in our story. lol. This is perfect timing for our make believe world of Piper getting ready to make her big move alongside Delta’s big move.

What Piper Does Next should come in another post next because whether Fig lets Medusa and Parrish in or not Funkytown just became base inside a dying Nola and it’s a good thing they just stocked the Hell up on everything not wanting to shop in the Christmas crowds because there’d be no one keeping the local stores alive anymore. No groceries and supplies here. If they need anything it’s going to get turned around and they’re going to need that portal to Peru for supplies into Funkytown instead.

Then there’s the issue of the supreme. What happened to that?

Telekinesis, Concilium, Transmutation, Divination, Pyrokinesis, Vitalum Vitalis, Descensum, The Seven Wonders. Sound like anyone we know? Anyone at all? Who had an array of obnoxious powers and then some? It seemed like they could do just about anything. It had already been established it wasn’t Delta. She was a fae. It wasn’t Piper. Her fire came from the tree. Who else could move objects with their mind, transfigure objects into anything, including themselves, transmuting into nothing, invisible, or blending in with objects, create fire, predict things, act like a harbinger, jump into the land of the dead, not just that land, but any realm, all kinds of places? She enjoyed the madness.

Chess did.

No one ever suspected Chess. She was all powerful. She would even come back from the dead.

Thomas would sadly have to come across her body when the fishing vessel arrives and they’d start the long hard job of burying all the voodooists. Valerie would decide she’d want to bury her by the tree where she created the short cut not out in the main graveyard they were making. It would just seem right. Their own special place. But, it’ll be later on Chess will make the journey back to her own body and dig herself out of her grave. It’ll be then it’ll hit Valerie square in the face it was fucking Chess all along. Chess’s personality would never seek power. Valerie would find the whole thing hilarious when it all plays out. Chess will climb out before Christmas so Valerie gets her Macabre Family Christmas after all, not a good friend missing.

#head canon #delta head canon #horned king shit #piper shit #chess shit

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365days365movies · 3 years

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April 12, 2021: Mrs. Doubtfire (1992) (Recap)

Hey, Robin Williams. Been a while.

I’m sorry that I haven’t watched your movies for a while, and that I always skip your comedy stand-up when my phone’s on shuffle. I just...let me explain. Since I was a kid, you were one of my favorite entertainers. That might as well have started the day I was born, because...well, we share a birthday, fun fact. But it definitely continued with the first movie I ever saw in theatres.

While I don’t quite remember the first time I saw it, Aladdin was one of my favorite childhood movies, and I knew that you were the voice of the Genie from an early age. You might have actually been the first actor I ever knew by name. Which makes sense, because your stardom during the ‘90s was nearly unparalleled.

The next film I remember seeing (and hearing) you in was Ferngully: The Last Rainforest. That also starred Tim Curry, who would also be a major figure of my childhood. It also wasn’t the best movie, in hindsight, but it is the only time I’ve heard you rap since.

But eventually, I watched your forays into live-action, too. Jumanji, Hook, even the objectively bad Flubber, are all movies that I vividly remember watching during childhood. I was really excited for Flubber, even, and I LOVED Jumanji growing up. I liked Hook, too, but I appreciated that more as I got older.

Of course, during this time period, you also made less family-friendly films. The Fisher King, Good Will Hunting, Dead Poets Society, Good Morning Vietnam, and What Dreams May Come were all very successful, and cemented your reputation as an actor. I also haven’t seen any of them. In fact...I don’t think I’ve seen any of your dramatic roles, and that’s something that I’ll fix this year. Hell, in a few days, I’ll watch The Birdcage, another of your big hits of the ‘90s.

But why haven’t I seen them up to now? Well...I was going to watch these films, about seven years ago. But...I haven’t been able to bring myself to do it. Because it hurts. A lot.

I know that this is a downer, but my relationship with Robin Williams today is tainted by his tragic death. I was fucking BROKEN when his death was announced, and I really haven’t been able to watch him since. I’ve seen Aladdin recently, but that’s about all I could stand to watch. I mean, the guy shares a birthday with me! I’ve always loved his comedy stylings, and his improvisational skills are something I’ve internalized to a certain degree.

So, yeah. This one’s tough. But, it’s about time I moved on, and celebrated the man’s career for what it was: stellar. And that also brings up an important question, that some of you have probably asked by now:

HOW HAVE I MISSED MRS. DOUBTFIRE, WHAT THE FUCK

I KNOW I KNOW OK?

Look, I’m not entirely sure how I haven’t seen this movie, because I’m MORE than aware of it! I remember it airing during the ‘90s, my Dad AND girlfriend love this movie, and I know FOR A FACT that my family owned both the DVD AND THE VHS of this movie! So, how? HOW HAVE I NOT SEEN IT BY NOW?

I honestly have no idea, but let’s fix it now, huh? Yet one more man-dresses-as-woman movie this month! And no, I am not watching White Chicks...because I’ve already seen White Chicks. Also, it’s...problematic.

SPOILERS AHEAD!!!

Recap

Daniel Hillard (Robin Williams) is a voice-actor, and a good one. Which, given that it’s Robin Williams, isn’t entirely inaccurate. He’s also a voice actor with a spine, as he morally objects to a scene in the cartoon that he’s performing for, in which the main character smokes. By the way, I’m 99% sure that this cartoon is animated by Chuck Jones, and it looks well-made.

Anyway, this leads to him quitting the cartoon altogether, and allows him to pick up his kids early from school. These kids are Lydia (Lisa Hykub), Chris (Matthew Lawrence), and Natalie (Mara Wilson), and it’s Chris’ 12th birthday. Daniel arranges a...surprisingly large party, given that it’s completely impromptu, and it comes with a petting zoo and complete trappings. However, it’s not a party of which his wife will approve.

This wife is Miranda (Sally Field), a successful architect and the breadwinner of the family. After getting a call from the neighbor about the party, she comes home and busts the outrageous party. And for the record, I’m entirely on Miranda’s side here. This party is INSANE, and very irresponsible, given the fact that Daniel currently has no job. And yeah, he’s a very loving father, and a good person, but...it’s too much.

Miranda feels the same, and after 14 years of frustration, she realizes that she no longer loves Daniel. In a genuinely sad scene, she tells him that she wants a divorce. And she goes through with it MUCH to Daniel’s detriment. He has no home, as he’s staying with his brother, Frank (Harvey Fierstein) and his partner Jack (Scott Capurro). He also still has no job, meaning that he has no way to provide for his children. This means that he has no ability to provide, and the judge awards Miranda full custody. Oof.

However, this is a conditional arrangement, as another hearing for joint custody will be held in 3 months, and if Daniel can get a home and job in that time, he has a chance. He performs a litany of voices and impressions with his court liason, Mrs. Sellner (Anne Haney), which amuses me, but not her, and he gets a job in order to be with his kids for more than one day a week.

Meanwhile, Miranda IMMEDIATELY starts dating fellow designer and old flame Stuart Dunmeyer (Pierce Brosnan), like, almost before Daniel leaves the house. He bids a heartfelt goodbye to his kids, with the promise that he’ll see them on Saturdays. And now begins the absolute hatred and petty bitchiness of Daniel and Miranda! Seriously, it’s...it’s fucking terrible, and it takes away from my sympathy from either side. I get that divorce is rough and ugly, but GODDAMN, neither of them perform the act with any form of tact or grace.

This is put on display during the kids’ visitation to Daniel’s semi-crappy new apartment, which doesn’t even seem that bad, to be honest. Miranda dropped them off late and picked them up early, as if to slowly starve Daniel of time with his kids, which is extraordinarily shitty of her, fuck me. Daniel’s not taking it well, understandably, but then does something...really dumb, when you think about it.

See, Miranda’s looking for a nanny, to help watch the kids and clean the house during the week. Daniel volunteers his services, which is actually a good idea, but Miranda says she’ll think about it, which we ALL know means no. I DO NOT like Miranda, even if I understand the initial reasons for the divorce. She’s being especially spiteful, and it’s not a good look.

Daniel’s stupid idea, though, is to change the phone number on the ad for the nanny, which Miranda shows him before she takes the kids. Instead, he calls her number, and pretends to be various terrible applicants, until finally supplying his own applicant: the completely fictional Euphegenia Doubtfire (Daniel Hillard).

Daniel plays Mrs. Doubtfire as an elderly British woman, and a seasoned nanny in her day. Which is why it’s weird to me that, when he does to Frank and Jack to help him make an elaborate disguise as Mrs. Doubtfire, that they go through various other impressions and get-ups. Which, yes, is goddamn hilarious, but also makes NO SENSE, given that they’ve already established her character to Miranda. Funny, but nonsensical.

But, regardless, Euphegenis Doubtfire comes into being, and introduces herself to Miranda and the kids. Mrs. Doubtfire is exactly what Miranda’s looking for, although the kids aren’t exactly overjoyed, ESPECIALLY the oldest, Lydia. Also, during this first meeting, Miranda openly bad-mouths Daniel in front of the kids, in just the WORST fuckin’ way. I genuinely dislike Miranda A LOT. Again, the divorce was certainly justified, but I REALLY don’t like her. Daniel loves his kids, and they’re HIS kids, TOO. Stop using them as weapons against him, OOOOOOOOOOOH I DON’T LIKE MIRANDA

Anyway, that evening, after she’s officially been hired by Miranda, Mrs. Doubtfire heads home, only to find court liason Mrs. Sellner waiting to speak with Daniel. After a litany of puns, and a humorous changing scene, Daniel accidentally throws the Mrs. Doubtfire mask out of the window, and is forced to improvise through equally humorous circumstances. Hence, the above meringue mask scene. Has anybody tried that, by the way? Could that work as a groundbreaking beauty technique? Or would the sugar just feed the skin bacteria and give you acne? Genuinely curious.

Now going between his job as Daniel and the nanny job as Doubtfire, Daniel’s not doing too badly for himself. The nanny job begins, and Mrs. Doubtfire IMMEDIATELY contrasts with Daniel, creating a disciplinarian atmosphere in place of Daniel’s formerly loosey-goosey attitude. Which is interesting, and it works! I mean, it’s not how I would parent, but it does work. Doubtfire makes the kids to their homework, rather than watch TV, and then attempts to make dinner. Instead, though, the dinner’s ruined, and Daniel orders takeout and makes it LOOK like homemade food. And it looks good, too! Daniel’s full of hidden talents.

After dinner, as Mrs. Doubtfire’s leaving, Lydia apologizes for backtalking her earlier, and thanks her for making her mom happy with everything she did that evening. he also says that she’s still a bit messed up about her dad being gone. And yeah, it’s sweet-but-sad.

Going forward (and in a montage set to Aerosmith’s Dude Looks Like a Lady), Mrs. Doubtfire takes care of the family, and Daniel even betters himself to become a better Mrs. Doubtfire. Which...to be honest, Daniel REALLY should’ve done this before. I get that he needed the pressure of losing the kids to do this, but...look, Daniel really wasn’t that responsible of a parent, and the fact that THIS is how he learns to be so is...not great. Like, here’s an example, OK: take Donald Trump.

Yeah, I know, what’s this politics doing in my peanut butter? And WOW, that reference is older than me, but anyway. Let’s say that, in two years, a new politician comes on the scene, and her name is Karyn Walldottir. She has somewhat centrist views, and behaves in a way that’s inclusive to the majority, and backs up her claims and promises with evidence (at least true enough for us to suspend our disbelief). This is, of course, Donald Trump disguised as a woman in order to gain custody of the United States of America again. Naturally.

Karyn Walldottir gets elected in 2024, and all of her policies are markedly different from Trump’s and Biden’s, but leaning closer to Biden in progressive standpoints (assuming that that worked for him come 2024). While Trump is doing this specifically to be president again, he ends up revising his personal policies, and being a better person and president for the country. A literal impossibility, I know. But suspend your disbelief to ask this question:

WHY THE FUCK WOULDN’T HE DO THAT IN THE FIRST PLACE? IT MAKES NO FUCKING SENSE!

OK, now that that dumbass (and mildly horrifying) thought process is concluded, let’s get back to Mrs. Doubtfire. In the process of Mrs. Doubtfire’s ingratiation with the family, Miranda’s been dating Stu, whom Mrs. Doubtfire subtly insults when they meet. And yeah, Daniel’s being a little petty here, but it makes a bit of sense at least.

That night, after an accidental intrusion by Chris when Mrs. Doubtfire is going to the bathroom, Daniel’s basically forced to tell Chris and Lydia his little secret, which Lydia’s happy about, but Chris is understandably weirded out about. But, they agree to keep the secret from their mom and younger sister.

At his OTHER job, delivering film reels from a TV station, he witnesses the filming of an extremely boring kids educational TV show, and comments as such to another man watching. As he quickly learns, this is the owner of the station, Jonathan Lundy (Robert Prosky), on whom Daniel makes a good impression.

In the meantime, Mrs. Doubtfire has a talk with Miranda about their love lives, real and fictional. Daniel realizes how badly Miranda had been suffering in their marriage, which she never told him because...well, he never seemed to take anything seriously. Which is entirely fair...but this is why Miranda’s a tricky-ass character. She’s got two sides: there’s the justified caring mother and strong woman, and there’s the PETTY ASSHOLE who genuinely doesn’t care about Daniel or his feelings AT ALL. Jesus.

And Stu...look, Stu is LITERALLY a Gary Stu, who’s mostly perfect. Sure, he’s not always been that way, but he definitely is now! He’s responsible, wealthy, in love with Miranda AND her kids. And yeah, at a country club that he’s a member of (OF COURSE he is), he privately badmouth Daniel in front of Mrs. Doubtfire, calling him a loser, and...yeah, he’s not really unjustified in that statement. Fact of the matter is, Stu is barely even a plot device.

Meanwhile, in Daniel’s day job, he finds himself alone in the studio, where the toy dinosaurs from the TV show are still sitting on the table. He plays with them, gives them voices, sings some songs, and impresses Mr. Lundy, who’s there in the shadows after all that. He’s impressed, and invites Daniel to dinner to talk about a potential future show at the network.

But then, it’s also Miranda’s birthday coming up, and Stu’s holding a dinner for her, to which Mrs. Doubtfire is invited. Trouble is, it’s at the OH FUCK IT. YOU know what this is. It’s at the same time and place as the Mr. Lund meeting yaddayaddayadda LOOK. We ALL know how this is going to end. It’s the GODDAMN LIAR REVEALED TROPE AGAIN. And here’s the thing:

I FUGGIN’ HAAAAAATE THE LIAR REVEALED TROPE

You know, that thing in movies (especially family movies of the ‘90s) where somebody starts off a situation with a lie, they get deeper and deeper into that lie, grow close to people under false pretenses, and then OH NO! THE LIAR IS REVEALED! And everybody’s angry and/or sad, the liar slumps off, defeated and broken, but then realizes the error of his ways, while everybody else realizes the same thing, and he comes back to vindicate himself, and is welcomed back with open arms. And it introduces unneeded tension AND I HAVE ALWAYS FUCKING HATED IT.

Let’s list the examples, shall we? A Bug’s Life, Aladdin, Mulan, The Road to El Dorado, Chicken Run, How to Train Your Dragon, Klaus, Madagascar 3: Europe’s Most Wanted, Megamind (SUBVERSIVE MY ASS), Over the Hedge, Rango, Toy Story, Steven Universe (the whole Pearl/Sardonyx arc, which went on for WAY too long), the list goes on and fucking on. And I GODDAMN HATE IT. Not to say it can’t be done well. Disney actually usually does a pretty good job with it, and Dreamworks uses it A LOT, but almost always pretty well. But sometimes...GOD. Either way, it’s still used FAR too fucking much. And look. Here’s another one. Joy.

Look, at this point...I will freely admit that I'm biased against this trope, but it’s also obvious where this is headed. Basically, Daniel switches back and forth between the dinner with the family, and the dinner with Mr. Lundy. With Mr. Lundy, he gets absolutely SMASHED. Great. Great decision, Daniel.

So, yeah, Mrs. Doubtfire’s also smashed, which is pretty goddamn apparent to them all. At this point, I’m wondering why Daniel, as Mrs. Doubtfire, didn’t just say she was sick as hell, and had to go home. Or, considering the fact that Daniel proposes her as a show idea regardless, the switch wasn’t even necessary! And that means that none of what’s about to happen, happens. Or, here’s a crazy thought, maybe Daniel shouldn’t have POISONED STU’S FOOD WITH CAYENNE PEPPER THAT HE’S ALLERGIC TO!

YEAH! Because that causes Stu to go into anaphylactic shock for a hot sec, causing him to choke. Mrs. Doubtfire does the right thing and gives him the Heimlich maneuver, and in the process, SURPRISE! IT’S BEEN DANIEL ALL ALONG! BUH BUH BUHHHHH DA DA DA DAAAAA DA

Yeah, so Miranda is understandably ENRAGED by this revelation, and it’s all over. Daniel represents himself in court at the custody hearing, but the judge deems his “lifestyle” dangerous for children. Which...yikes, Judge, that statement didn’t age well AT FUCKING ALL. But, given Daniel’s admitted stupidity with this whole idea, he’s not wrong about the dangerous part. But, I have to say, Daniel’s speech in his own defense is nice...although he also says he’s addicted to his children, so let’s throw a second yikes on there for good measure.

The speech moves Miranda...but not enough to prevent Daniel has his custody stripped away from him! GOD THEY BOTH SUUUUUUUUCK. Daniel’s a broken man, and Miranda and the kids are similarly broken without him and Mrs. Doubtfire. However...Daniel’s career isn’t broken AT ALL, as Mrs. Doubtfire is now a kid’s show host! Yeah! And she’s a hit! And again, it brings me to wonder why Daniel DIDN’T APPLY HIS OBVIOUS TALENTS LIKE THIS IN THE FIRST GODDAMN PLACE

Realizing that she made a mistake, she goes to the set during the filming of a show. She congratulates him on the show, and he replies by stating how broken he is now! Thanks, Miranda! Well, after an argument, and after Miranda sees how badly she’s messed up someone she used to care for, they come to an agreement: joint custody. FINALLY GODDAMN IT

And good, because I don’t want them back together. I have to give this film props for that: they acknowledge that these two are NOT good for each other, and they deliver a message in the end: families are families, no matter how they’re shaped. One mom, one dad, uncle or aunt, grandparents, adoption, two separated or divorced parents...oh, also, two dads or two moms. Yeah, that isn’t said in Mrs. Doubtfire’s final monologue, which is odd considering Daniel’s brother and his life partner...but it’s also kid’s TV in the ‘90s, so I guess that sadly makes sense. And with that, and their new family arrangement, Daniel takes his kids on an afternoon out, as himself.

...Look. That’s Mrs. Doubtfire, yaddayaddayadda LOOK. I don’t dislike this movie. In fact, here: have this mini-Review:

Cast and Acting - 9/10: Good, although Brosnan was a little stiff.

Plot and Writing - 5/10: It’s an idiot plot, what can I say? It’s actually based off of a book, which was a surprise to me, but it was adapted by Randi Mayem Singer and Leslie Dixon, and...eh. Still an idiot plot.

Directing and Cinematography - 8/10: It’s Chris Columbus, you get what you get. Definitely has that Home Alone flair to it.

Production and Art Design - 8/10: I mean, yeah, the Doubtfire disguise was good most of the time, but...I dunno, I could still tell it was Robin. But, still, it was good. Took 4 hours of makeup, fun fact.

Music and Editing - 8/10: Music by Howard Shore (ooh, Howard Shore!) was pretty nice, especially the ending theme. Editing by Raja Gosnell was...RAJA GOSNELL???

OH GOD. Yeah, OK, I see what happened here. Also, I didn’t know he was an editor! I just know him as the director of the Scooby-Doo films, Beverly Hills Chihuahua, The Smurfs films, Big Momma’s...

...OK, no, I am not doing Big Momma’s House OR the Madea movies. THE TROPE-BUCK STOPS HERE! I am moving on to something else! But, of course, I have to sum this up in a Review. See you there!

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Disneymovieathon TBR

This month I am participating in The Disneymovieathon. I’m really excited about this one because High School Musical is one of my favourite Disney originals! I’m on the science kids team. All book descriptions are from Goodreads.

Read a book that is pink or glittery

I’ve picked The Babysitter’s Coven by Kate Williams. The entire cover isn’t pink but there’s a lot of it throughout.

Seventeen-year-old Esme Pearl has a babysitters club. She knows it's kinda lame, but what else is she supposed to do? Get a job? Gross. Besides, Esme likes babysitting, and she's good at it. And lately Esme needs all the cash she can get, because it seems like destruction follows her wherever she goes. Let's just say she owes some people a new tree. Enter Cassandra Heaven. She's Instagram-model hot, dresses like she found her clothes in a dumpster, and has a rebellious streak as gnarly as the cafeteria food. So why is Cassandra willing to do anything, even take on a potty-training two-year-old, to join Esme's babysitters club? The answer lies in a mysterious note Cassandra's mother left her: "Find the babysitters. Love, Mom." Turns out, Esme and Cassandra have more in common than they think, and they're about to discover what being a babysitter really means: a heroic lineage of superpowers, magic rituals, and saving the innocent from seriously terrifying evil. And all before the parents get home.

Read a book set in space

I picked Gemina by Jay Kristoff & Amie Kauffman for this prompt. I really enjoyed Illuminae by them.

Hanna is the station captain’s pampered daughter; Nik the reluctant member of a notorious crime family. But while the pair are struggling with the realities of life aboard the galaxy’s most boring space station, little do they know that Kady Grant and the Hypatia are headed right toward Heimdall, carrying news of the Kerenza invasion. When an elite BeiTech strike team invades the station, Hanna and Nik are thrown together to defend their home. But alien predators are picking off the station residents one by one, and a malfunction in the station’s wormhole means the space-time continuum might be ripped in two before dinner. Soon Hanna and Nik aren’t just fighting for their own survival; the fate of everyone on the Hypatia—and possibly the known universe—is in their hands. But relax. They’ve totally got this. They hope.

Read a romantic book

I picked Frankly in Love by Davd Yoon. I’ve had this on my TBR for a while and really want to get to it.

Frank Li is a high school senior living in Southern California. Frank's parents emigrated from Korea, and have pretty much one big rule for Frank - he must only date Korean girls. But he's got strong feelings for a girl in his class, Brit - and she's not Korean. His friend Joy Song is in the same boat and knows her parents will never accept her Chinese American boyfriend, so they make a pact: they'll pretend to date each other in order to gain their freedom. Frank thinks fake-dating is the perfect plan, but it leaves him wondering if he ever really understood love - or himself - at all.

Use a random number generator

I got Date Me, Bryson Keller by Kevin van Whye when I used the number generator. This is a new book on my TBR.

Everyone knows about the dare: Each week, Bryson Keller must date someone new--the first person to ask him out on Monday morning. Few think Bryson can do it. He may be the king of Fairvale Academy, but he's never really dated before. Until a boy asks him out, and everything changes. Kai Sheridan didn't expect Bryson to say yes. So when Bryson agrees to secretly go out with him, Kai is thrown for a loop. But as the days go by, he discovers there's more to Bryson beneath the surface, and dating him begins to feel less like an act and more like the real thing. Kai knows how the story of a gay boy liking someone straight ends. With his heart on the line, he's awkwardly trying to navigate senior year at school, at home, and in the closet, all while grappling with the fact that this "relationship" will last only five days. After all, Bryson Keller is popular, good-looking, and straight . . . right? Kevin van Whye delivers an uplifting and poignant coming-out love story that will have readers rooting for these two teens to share their hearts with the world--and with each other.

Read a book you changed your mind about

I picked Normal People by Sally Rooney for this prompt. When I read it the first time, it took me a while to realise I was actually enjoying it because I found it strange to be honest. Now, it’s one of my favourites of the year.

Read a book in a day

For this prompt, I’ve decided to listen to Quidditch Through the Ages on audiobook because it’s so short.

Read a polarising book

After googling what this meant, I’ve gone with Conversations With Friends by Sally Rooney. Most people say you like one or the other, so I’m interested to see which I prefer.

Frances is twenty-one years old, cool-headed, and darkly observant. A college student and aspiring writer, she devotes herself to a life of the mind--and to the beautiful and endlessly self-possessed Bobbi, her best friend and comrade-in-arms. Lovers at school, the two young women now perform spoken-word poetry together in Dublin, where a journalist named Melissa spots their potential. Drawn into Melissa's orbit, Frances is reluctantly impressed by the older woman's sophisticated home and tall, handsome husband. Private property, Frances believes, is a cultural evil--and Nick, a bored actor who never quite lived up to his potential, looks like patriarchy made flesh. But however amusing their flirtation seems at first, it gives way to a strange intimacy neither of them expect. As Frances tries to keep her life in check, her relationships increasingly resist her control: with Nick, with her difficult and unhappy father, and finally even with Bobbi. Desperate to reconcile herself to the desires and vulnerabilities of her body, Frances's intellectual certainties begin to yield to something new: a painful and disorienting way of living from moment to moment.

And that’s my entire TBR for this readathon. I’m so excited to complete it!

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Soulmate AU where …

Everyone has a specific smell, but no essence gives you particular emotions, except your soulmate on.

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The smell of your own mother for many was reassuring, but for Jason was terrifying, or at least what he was used to smell: alcohol. The child barely remembered what the fragrance of Beryl Grace was: lemon, aerosol and … What else? By now it was always covered by the revolting smell of alcohol. The blue eyes expressed all his terror, while his mother, for the umpteenth time drunk, was screaming at him things that a child couldn’t yet understand, he was only two years old after all.

Before the situation could degenerate, the door opened and a nine-year-old girl appeared in the doorway, so different from Jason that few would have understood that they were brothers. Two things united them: blue eyes and the smell of storm. «Thalia!» the blond squeaked running towards his sister and hugging her. The black-haired girl hugged him back as their mother looked at them with disdain, a look that the newcomer returned «Quiet I’m here, now we go to our bedroom, ok?» Jason nodded and took the older by the hand.

Unfortunately, their only parent didn’t seem to have appreciated Thalia’s glare, so she came up with staggering strides «Where do you think you’re going Miss?» she slurred, grabbing her by the hair with an unexpectedly solid grip. «Now the two of us will have a talk!» she jerked her away from her brother, causing panic in the two.

Jason began to cry again and tried in vain to help the girl, with the only result of being pushed to the ground. But Thalia was anything but docile, so she began to wriggle like a trapped animal. «Ah, you stupid brat!» the woman let her daughter go, bringing a hand to her face, where she had been scratched. The two brothers were already running down the corridor to their bedroom, where they locked themselves up. The screams went on for a few minutes, but in the end Mrs. Grace gave up and the last thing the two children heard from her was the door that was being slammed. That day, former actress Beryl Grace died in a car accident.

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Jason didn’t see the ball coming, that explained the reason of the incessant laugh of his friends Nico and Reyna. The fact that this was one of the rare occasions in which Nico laughed so much was a great source of disappointment for the boy. Reyna wiped a tear «Are you okay Jason? What has been more painfull, the ball or falling from the clouds?» the latin-american girl scoffed him, sitting next to him and offering him a bottle of water «Aha, funny» he replied, raising his eyes to the sky and taking a sip of water. The dark haired boy let himself fall on the grass «Yes, very funny, anyway, Reyna is right, today you seem rather distracted» Jason chuckled «It must be your heady smell of chips» Nico glared at him. The smell of the boy was quite special indeed: pomegranate, chrysanthemums and fries, Will, however, swore that when he was in a bad mood he could even hear the smell of wet earth. Reyna instead smelled of ebony, magnolia and burnt, but it wasn’t a stink, it didn’t bother. Nobody knew where the essence of a person came from.

«See, you’re getting distracted again» the girl scolded him «Did something happen?» she asked, suddenly serious. The blond shook his head «No, it’s just that today I seemed to smell a peculiar fragrance, but the moment was too short» he sighed «It was the result of my imagination». Reyna and Nico exchanged a knowing look, but they didn’t say anything, not wanting to give false hope to their friend, so they changed subject and the afternoon passed quickly.

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Once he returned home, Jason immediately understood that Annabeth was there with Percy and that no one else was at home. He didn’t smell the essence of Paul, nor that of Sally, nor that of Thalia. The living room smelled of lemon, ink and paper. The boy hoped he hadn’t arrived at an inconvenient time, but just then his cousin came out of the kitchen, bringing with him the smell of sea, biscuits and chlorine. «Did my arrival interrupt you two?» he asked, part joking and partly serious. Percy punched him on the shoulder, giggling «Luckily no, Annie is helping me study and now she’s upstairs. I ran off with the excuse of having to go to the bathroom, but in reality I simply could not stand it anymore» he said, letting himself fall theatrically on the sofa «As if I had not understood it by myself». Jason turned around, finding behind him the blonde smirkingly smiling «Hello Jason» the boy returned the greeting, while Annabeth was lying next to his soulmate «For today it may be enough» she sighed, referring to the study, and receiving a kiss on the cheek as a thank you. Jason smiled, he was happy that his cousin, even if they were like brothers, had a girl like that at his side. So he decided to go to his own room to leave them a bit ‘of intimacy, but as he walked away he was struck by a phrase said by the blonde «She will start school tomorrow, today she just came with her parents to discuss the last details …» for a moment the boy thought about stopping and asking her who she was talking about, but then he shook his head and continued up the stairs.

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Jason closed the locker and found Reyna at his side «You don’t seem to have slept well» the girl noticed. The blond leaned his forehead against the green cabinet «Not at all» he sighed. He had spent the whole night thinking about that scent and what he had heard from Annabeth, the result: he was dead tired and had not come to any conclusion. At that time they were also reached by Nico, who sipped coffee with disappointment «This brodaglia sucks» he frowned and Jason looked at him imploring «Can I have it then?» The Italian didn’t hesitate and left the drink to the blond «This is the ‘last time I don’t do it at home» he mumbled. On that day the three began with the same course, so they headed together to the history classroom, where Mr Brunner was waiting for the class.

Once inside Jason sat down with Nico, while Reyna found herself next to Frank. However, although they were all present, there remained an empty desk, next to Gwen and Hazel were, who both looked confused, and Chiron, or Brunner, had not yet made the appeal. It was then that a girl who no one seemed to know entered. He had chocolate-colored hair cut irregularly with a few braids on the sides, the skin of a color similar to that of the Native Americans. Her clothes were simple, but his beauty was still breathtaking. But it wasn’t that thing that hit Jason, it was her smell. It invested him completely and then he understood: it was the same he had smell the day before. Even the girl looked dazed and at the moment their eyes met they both understood what was happening «Oh here your are Miss McLean, guys, welcome your new school mate, Piper McLean».

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«I swear, no scent has ever affected me that way, it was a strange feeling, it just seemed … The right one» Reyna looked skeptical «How can something smell right?» Nico intervened in defense of the boy «Well, it’s not a feeling that can be explained, when you’ll meet your soulmate you’ll understand it» there was a moment of silence «That was rude» Jason said, but Reyna smiled and shrugged «No, he’s right» so she bit her slice of pizza and looked at her friends. «So, what was her fragrance?» Nico asked «The first thing I perceived was the smell of roses, much stronger than I had ever smell» the blond recalled «Then strawberries, but not the fruit itself, more like a strawberry lip gloss» he put a hand under his chin, dreamily «And then cinnamon, sweet cinnamon» he concluded. The shortest of the three pretended to vomit «You look like a teenage girl in love» the Puerto Rican girl gave him an amused glance «You talk about Will the same way».

Before the boy could reply, someone approached their table, Annabeth and Percy. The blonde took the word «Guys, I have to introduce you a person» she beamed and moved to show the newcomer «She’s my friend Piper, Piper, they’re Jason, Nico and Reyna» Piper greeted them all, but Jason noticed the look she had reserved for him. So they must have done the other two sitting at the table «Nice to meet you Piper, can you excuse us a second?» with that said, Reyna got up and, along with Nico, took away two more than confused Percy and Annabeth. The girl smiled «I guess they both know it» Jason smiled and nodded «Would you like to go out and talk?».

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«What do you mean with Jason is your soulmate ?!» Annabeth shouted «Shhh» said her friend, putting a hand on her mouth «No need to scream, and anyway yes, I had already figured it out this morning when while entering the history class rain, white moss and metal have been my welcome». The curly girl for once set aside the pudor and began to bounce around the room «And so today at lunch you have spoken?» the brunette joined the euphoria «Yes, this evening we’ll go out to get to know each other better». From that moment there was no trace of tranquility in the McLean house.

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By the time Jason stopped the car, Piper was ready to take off the blindfold «No, hey, wait a minute» said the boy, taking her hands. The girl snorted and the blond got out of the vehicle, then went to the side other, helping her out. «Now let me guide you. Here, sit here» he said, letting her get on the hood. Once he stood at his side, he took a deep breath «Take it off» Piper wasted no time, but once the command was done she gasped «Jason it’s…» she didn’t even find the words to describe the landscape in front of them. They were probably on one of the hills that surrounded the city, and the latter stretched before them, studded with lights. The sky was clear of clouds, and without the light pollution the stars had never been so clear. Everything was so perfect and peaceful that it seemed surreal.

The chocolate-haired girl put her head on Jason’s shoulder «If you celebrate the six months anniversary like this, I expect great things for the year one» she chuckled «With you I can have rain with a clear sky» she raised her eyes up to him and Jason got lost inside for a while, as it often happened, while he watched them fade from green to brown, then go on blue. The smell of cinnamon inebriated his mind.

Finally the blond tilted his head and let their lips meet. The boy smiled in the kiss, feeling the taste of strawberry lip gloss on his lips, while his perfume covered the cinnamon. It wasn’t passionate, it wasn’t intense. But for both it was perfect.

- - -

Piper could not wish for a better evening. They were under the stars, holding hands and everything seemed just right. As well as Jason’s scent. The brunette moved her head from the shoulder to the boy’s chest, inebriating with the smell of white musk, which made her feel safe. Then there was the rain, a perfume that Piper loved madly. The metal wasn’t strong, but the girl had come to the conclusion that it only increased when the blond was angry, that was certainly not the case.

So they stayed there, side by side, with silence acting as a soundtrack, the stars as a backdrop, love as a protagonist.

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Glad you're back and super excited you're extending your repertoire (if that's what you want to call it) to other fandoms aside from Arrow. I love your writing and I'm actually a huge PJO fan so I was soooo happy to see you're into it too. Can you possibly do a fic of Percy being on the swim team? You can include whatever ships you want (:

Yes! I love Percy Jackson and have for pretty much the past 10 years since I got into reading the books in middle school. It’s always held a soft spot in my heart as one of my favorite universes and I’m always open to writing about it. Anyway, without further adieu, here’s this little beauty (slightly suggestive themes, but nothing smutty/explicit)

Speedos- Rated T

Percy Jackson never ever saw himself as someone that would be considered a jock, but that all changed when he got to college.

I never believed I would ever, in my life, be at the top of the food chain in school. Sure, I’ve beaten Titans, Gods, and saved the world a few times, but I still never expected this luck would translate into my “real” life in the mortal world.

This all changed when I got to college in California. I managed to squeak into UCSF after being on the waiting list forever while my girlfriend got a full ride to Berkeley. I’m still not sure how I got into school at all let alone a school that’s 45 minutes away from Annabeth. In case my life decides to resume its regularly scheduled dose of trouble, we’re both pretty close to Camp Jupiter and I have my car on campus.

But anyway, my heart leapt in my chest the way it does when I’m hungry and finally getting dinner when I realized that California was stereotypically full of swimmers. And my school had a pretty good swim team that made you popular. The popularity thing isn’t a big deal for me, since I know who my friends are and don’t really need too many people in my life that I have to lie to or anything, but it was nice not being treated like gum on the bottom of people’s shoes.

Of course I made the team. I can breathe underwater. Do you know how much of an advantage that gives me? Before you accuse me of being cocky or conceited, just remember that I have been given one real gift in this world and this is it.

I do take a breath for show every lap, which is still super impressive to the mortal eye, but also let’s them know them I’m not a robot or anything.

That wasn’t to say there weren’t some steep competition. Some of these swimmers made me question if whether or not my father broke his pact more than once in recent years. They’re all super skilled and clearly have put in the work since they were little. So, I actually need to try if I want to earn my place.

Everyone is pretty cool with me, though. They’ve all tried to ask who my trainer is and my records (that I don’t have), and very few are really buying that I’m just a normal dude that loves to swim. They’ve stopped pestering me though.

Oh Gods, there is one downside to swim team and that’s the actual suit. It squishes everything (and I do mean everything) all together to be on full and compact show for everyone to see. It leaves very little to the imagination and resembled really ugly panties.

I made a pretty big mistake of mentioning this to Annabeth one Friday night she was staying over in my dorm. My roommate actually ended up being a Gorgon, who I had to smite during orientation (boo!). So, I got my own room (yay!).

“It can’t be that bad.” She called from outside the bathroom, though I could hear trying to stifle her amusement.

“I’m not coming out.”

“C’mon, Seaweed Brain. I’m going to have to see you in it tomorrow at the meet anyway and that’ll be in public.”

“Yeah, thanks for that.” I grumbled.

Everyone is coming to my first meet tomorrow: Annabeth, Mom, Paul, Grover, Hazel, Piper, Leo, Jason, Frank, Nico, Tyson, and even Chiron. My old Latin teacher is about to see me in in tight, glorified tidy whities and a swim cap.

“You’re never going to want to see me, let alone touch me, again after you see me in this thing.”

“I find that very hard to believe.” She said dryly. “I’ve seen you in a toga, remember?”

It took about 30 more minutes to convince me to come out and honestly, my growling stomach had a lot to do in the efforts. She played to my weaknesses and I was finally coaxed to exit the bathroom and likely embarrass myself in front of my girlfriend.

When the door flew open, she did the decent thing and looked at my face first, which I appreciated, but my face was likely the color of a firetruck, which made her eyes wander downwards. When she caught sight of the navy atrocity that left very little to the imagination, her eyes went wide like silver moons and a deep blush flushed to her cheeks and neck.

She shifted awkwardly as she choked down a laugh. “That’s not… so bad.”

I felt like I was on fire and couldn’t meet her gaze. “You better just be laughing at the swimsuit.”

This time, her eyebrows shot to her hairline before she threw her head back and actually laughed.

I immediately turned on my heels, determined to swim in a full wetsuit tomorrow. I even considered wearing one under all of my clothes until Annabeth used her quick reflexes to grab my hand before I could go.

“I’m not laughing at you.”

“You could have fooled me.”

She pulled me close so our chests were pressed against each other. I could feel my skin getting hot for a whole different reason. She stopped laughing, but her eyes still sparkled with merriment.

“It’s a bad suit, but everyone looks funny in them.”

I couldn’t find it in me to be annoyed with her while she was very pressed against me and her hands stroked over my shoulders approvingly. She cupped my face and brought my head down in a slow kiss.

“It makes your butt look good though.” She said in between the kisses she layered down my jaw. I stood paralyzed like a big dumb dope, because I’m so gone for her.

“Everyone’s going to laugh at me.” Though this was becoming less of a worry or fear as she worked her way down my neck.

“Probably.”

“You’re full of encouraging words.”

She chuckled against my skin and I swear all of the blood left my head.

“In my defense, I’m trying to stop talking.”

I quirked an eyebrow at her in disbelief. I was still adjusting to this aspect of our relationship, which was still relatively new to us. In baseball terms, our senior year of high school brought us around the bases whenever we were alone together for too long, lingering quite a bit at second and third. This summer at camp had officially taken us to home plate. It still amazed me every time that she liked me this way.

“Really? But it’s a hideous suit.”

“Yeah.” She stood on her toes and wrapped her arms around my neck. “You should take it off.”

And that was how I’d come to terms with the worst part of swimming. Everyone did laugh at me. A lot. But, I rewarded them all with a “spontaneous splash” when I dove into the water. Everyone that didn’t already know was wondering how I managed to do that with a regular dive.

“He did that on purpose.” Grumbled Jason.

“Why wouldn’t he? I’d be embarrassed to wear that too.” Frank said emphatically.

“It’s not that bad.” Annabeth tried.

“Oh yeah?” Leo asked. “What’s that on your neck?”

I could feel her glare from across the gym and tried my best not to laugh.

I got over the judgment when I took first in my 500 IM. I swear I’ve never heard my mom cheer so loud in her life. Then again, I never gave her much reason to growing up since I sucked at all other sports and never exactly made scholastic decathlons. Grover accidentally bleated a few times, but the others were kind enough to try and cover it with whistles and whoops.

“Yeah Percy!” Piper cheered as they all stood to their feet.

“Leave it to the son of the sea God to win a swimming race.” Jason smirked.

“I think you’re just jealous that Quidditch isn’t a thing so you don’t get an advantage.” Teased Nico.

“Quidditch actually is a thing.” Annabeth said. “You just don’t fly.”

Hazel struggled to see. “Frank, I told you not to sit in front of me!”

“Sorry…” He said awkwardly.

“Does he get a medal?” Leo asked.

“Do you think he’ll let me eat the medal?” Grover tried.

“No way!” Sally nudged him. “I’m hanging that up in my house forever.”

I grinned as I reached over the lanes to shake hands with the other swimmers beside me. I ripped off my cap and shook my shaggy black hair. I was getting used to actually being wet unlike when I went swimming at camp or on adventures.

I slipped on a pair of trunks over my speedo like most of the other guys do (except some who are strangely proud) before making my way over to the stands. Grover clapped my back and Annabeth leaned over the rails to kiss me before complaining that I tasted like chlorine. My mom ruffled my hair while Paul winked at me in pride.

My teammates were excited too and lifted me on their shoulders since we won the meet. They dumped me in the water, of course, but that was hardly a punishment.

I loved college.

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