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bearsinpotatosacks · 3 months

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The Practically Perfect and Those Trying Too Hard - A Mary Poppins Fic

Bert's fallen ill in the cold winter months, Mary's there to take care of him.

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Enough people had walked on the pavements that the snow had melted around them, only clumps of it sat on the roads and in piles in people’s gardens. Despite it only being early afternoon, nighttime was around them. The stars couldn’t peak through the thick layer of smog that was slowly encasing them the closer they got to Bert’s lodgings. She knew he wouldn’t say it but she could see in the way he held his head that he was embarrassed.

The houses got more shambled, the roads fuller, more crowded and dirty. Her clothes began to stand out among the crowds of people swaying from pub to pub. Children, half covered in dirt, were looking at her clothes in awe. They didn’t have any shoes on.

As the wind blew in again, it made her cheeks go a natural rosy red, her nose tinted pink as she nestled her face into her scarf a little more. She looked over at Bert, deep in conversation about something that happened to someone that his friend knew from someone else, or another topic equally as complicated, and realised his face had gone past red to pale as he walked along. Even with a few more layers, two shirts, a worn wool waistcoat and the same faded jacket he’d worn for years. His neckerchief was wrapped around his neck to provide a meager bit of warmth but it was nothing like the scarf or shawl she was shroud in.

“Are you sure you don’t want my shawl, Bert?” She said, interrupting him. “Don’t be proud now.”

He smiled, the same wide grin he always did but with teeth chattering. “Really, Mary, I’m fine, keep it for yerself.”

He stopped for a second and made sure it was securely tightened around her. Even through her leather gloves she could feel how icy his hands were.

“You’re practically a snowman, Bert, please.”

He shook his head, still smiling at her. “Mary, believe me, I’ll be alright.”

The last words came out in a cough as he slid a little on the wet pathway. Her hands steddied him as let out a chuckle. She removed one glove and placed her hand on his forehead, shining under the light of a streetlamp, she had to remove it quickly from the fever that was burning.

“Bert, your temperature’s through the roof, we need to get you inside in the warm.”

His hands gripped her’s back. There was a flash of something, concern, in his smile when she said that.

“But the sooner I go home, the sooner you’ll have to go!”

Sometimes she could see the hopeful child she’d met all those years ago. The one that didn’t want to leave but had to.

“And where will I be going? If you’re so certain that this place is in need of me.”

“Well, it’s gotta be yer day off, so you’ll be going soon.”

“How do you know this?”

He didn’t have an answer for that.

“I’ll have you know that I am under no one’s employment at the current time, so my time is my own to spend,” she crossed her arms.

He tucked his hands under his armpits as he smiled to himself. “Well, I am honoured that you’d spend it with me, but I swear to you-”

“Don’t swear to things Bert-”

“That I will be perfectly alright.”

She huffed. “Then why do you look sicker than a dog?”

“I do not.”

“You most definitely do.”

He let out another cough and took a deep breath in. “I do not.” He said, then raised his hand. “And I am definitely not seeing two of you.”

Alarms went off inside of her as he began to sway. He wasn’t that much taller than her but having someone collapsing on you would be hard to handle, no matter the size.

“And if I was, which I am not, that would be wonderful, because the only thing more wonderful than one Mary Poppins-”

He swayed more, like a tree in the wind. His eyes began to close as his legs gave way.

“Is two.”

His legs buckled as he fell forward onto her. It was lucky that she wasn’t frail, although she looked it, so she was able to carry him toward the dark and dreary building that his lodgings were in. They were far from the grand abodes she worked in, in fact, it was barely holding together with the mismatched bricks and rotten wood. Although, it was a roof over his head at least, which was a difference from where he’d been staying a few years ago, which was a bench in Hyde Park.

Yet, the fact that he was living in run down tennements, with stairs that could barely hold one person, let alone one person carrying another was not a promising idea. Well, it wouldn’t be for most people, but most people were not Mary Poppins. So if she used a little bit of magic to help them get there, Bert was a lot lighter this way, then it was no one’s business.

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A comforting glow was behind his eyelids as he came to. As he opened his eyes, a wave of warmth flooded through him. No longer was he on the cold streets of London, he was in his own home. But this felt different than usual.

Firstly, the fire was lit. It wasn’t that it was unlit most of the time, only that if he wasn’t cooking, he didn’t tend to light it. Sometimes being a jack of all trades didn’t pay the best. If people didn’t have the cash, the first cut was the one man band on the street. He’d found himself in the world of ashes and smoke a lot more recently, fires were being lit more during the harsh days of winter and where there were fireplaces, there were chimney sweeps.

Usually he sat by the embers for a while before wrapping himself in all the layers he owned to fall asleep. He got up before the sunrise, like rooster ready to crow, and made his way to work watching the sun scater colours all over the sky as the knocker-uppers woke up the office workers from their deep sleep.

The second thing he noticed was that he was in different clothes than before. His old ones, made cold from the snow, were drying on the backs of chairs in front of the fire, even his hat and neckerchief. It made him wonder how he’d changed clothes to begin with.

The third thing he noticed was that one Mary Poppins was sitting at his dining table, a shabby thing that wobbled when you put weight on it, with a darning needle in one hand and his sock in the other. A lot of his socks were laid out neatly on the table, as well as a shirt or two.

“I’m glad you’re awake,” she said quietly, not looking up from the hole she was mending. “You’re clothes are in a dreadful state, Bert, I wish you’d told me before as these are just not acceptable to withstand the life you lead.”

His head began to thud as he tried to sit up. The low light of the room was catching his eye in the wrong way and despite knowing that it was frosty outside, he was still hotter than the roaring fire he was lying near.

“How-” he broke into a cough. “How long was I out?”

“About an hour or two, you don’t have a clock in here,”

“Never needed one, if the sun’s up, I’m late,” he smiled.

She gave him one of those ‘i’m trying not to smile but can’t help myself’ kind of smiles. The ones she gave him a lot when she was in the company of her charges. It wasn’t that she put on a front of being professional, but you couldn’t act like a woman being courted when you were looking after young children. He respected that.

As he woke up more, whatever cold he’d caught took more of a hold. He hadn’t felt it this bad all day, sure he’d had to use his handkerchief more, Mary couldn’t stand sniffing, and the chill had gotten to him more than it usually did, but he hadn’t felt so bad he’d collapsed before.

“You were frozen to the bone when I got you in here, so were your lodgings,” she said. “And there’s a dreadful draft in here, I don’t know how you can stand it, Bert.”

He just shrugged. He had to deal with it, it was all he could afford. Sleeping on the streets was something he was trying to avoid. That had been a rather bleak period in between the time when she’d come back into his life and her next visit. He’d been late on the rent too many times and was ousted onto the streets. It was only Mary that got him out.

“The only way I could get you warm was in the bath, and I did not feel like carrying water up from that pump outside, so I had to use other measures.”

He knew what she was on about. She’d never directly address her magic if she could afford it. It wasn’t shame, more modesty. Not that that was what he was focusing on. What his mind was occupied by, rather, was the fact that Mary Poppins had seen him naked.

He looked down at his changed clothes. “You mean, you-”

Pointing at her, he heard her chuckle.

“I’m a nanny, Bert, it isn’t anything I haven’t seen before.” She said matter-of-factly but he saw the way her face flushed a rather rosy shade of red.

“Yeah, but there’s a difference between bathing a child and a grown man,”

“Are you sure, there didn’t seem much of a difference to me.”

“Hey!” He said covering himself up more.

“I’m only messing with you, Bert, and besides, if I hadn’t you would’ve frozen.”

He left the matter there and watched her get up. She was still a becon of warmth and respectability in his dingy surroundings. Kneeling down, she put the back of her hand to his forehead and tutted.

“We need to get your temperature down, or I might have to call a doctor.”

He shook his head. “No doctor, Mary, can’t afford one.”

“Nonsense, I will not have you getting in any worse condition than you let yourself get into, now help me get you into bed.”

He swung his legs off the bed and felt them weaken as he went to stand up. Breathing was a little harder than it should’ve been as they made their way to the small room to the side of the main one with the lumpy bed in it.

“Bed? But I’ve just woken up.”

“There are a few pillars of getting people better, they are warmth, nutritious food, and a decent amount of rest.”

He sunk his head as she lowered him down into the bed. “Well I may be lacking in those departments, Mary, if you couldn’t already tell.” He said, gesturing to the condition of the walls and the mould growing in the corners.

“I did.” She stood up as he got settled. “Why didn’t you tell me you were living like this?”

The way she looked at him made him feel like a naughty child. He didn’t like the way it made his stomach drop. The only thing he wanted was for her to be happy when she was with him, he got the feeling he was failing.

“What can you do? This is all I can make do with on what I earn, and I like what I do, so this is it.”

She sat down on the bed and stroked his shoulder. “But to let yourself get this ill?”

“I can’ do much more, Mary, if I don’ work, I don’ earn.”

She gave him that look again.

“Fine, I’ll rest tonight but tomorrow, well-”

“Well, what?” She spoke with a little more force. “What’s so important, who is so important that it’s worth your health, Bert?”

“I’m sweeping for some highly respectable people tomorrow, Mar, the Lord Mayor, and a few of them politicians you hear about in the papers, I can’ let them down.”

She shook her head, “Surely such respectable people would understand you taking a day for your health?”

“You’d be surprised, besides, I’ll make do, I always have.”

“You shouldn’t have to, and if you do, you might find yourself in hospital.”

“That’s worse than the doctor, Mary, if I can’t afford a doctor-.”

“Well, what’s worse, a few days lost wages or a week or two spent in a hospital you can’t apparently afford.”

He sighed and settled down in his bed. She began to move about the room, looking for more blankets. He watched her leave, closing the door softly, then heard her go about the main room, putting out the fire and coming back with her darning.

“Do you have any more blankets?” She said, peering around the room.

“Maybe some under the bed?” The words left his mouth before he could realise what he’d said. As she knelt down to look, he darted up to reach out to her. “Wait-”

He was too late and settled back into the bed. His face was flushing red. This wasn’t going well.

Mary had pulled backward and was covering her face with her hand. “Oh my, Bert.”

She gently reached underneath, pulling a spare rolled up blanket out with one hand and guiding a pile of papers all covered with bright colours depicting her. Pastel, paint, charcoal, anything and everything. The London skyline with her silhouette pictured high above it. Her face laughing, slightly covered in soot.

“These are excellent,” Her voice was breathy as she took them in. “I'll have to sit for you one day.”

He gave her a lopsided grin. “It would be my pleasure.”

She placed the portraits underneath the bed again and unfolded the blanket in one smooth motion. It landed perfectly over him, even tucked itself in.

“I'll check on you in the morning,” she said, her hands folded over her stomach. “If you need anything in the night I'll just be through here.”

He sat up a bit in bed. “You ain't staying?”

“Well, I'll only be in the other room,”

“It would make me feel real better if you stayed, what if I'm too ill to get you?”

She thought about it for a moment then smiled. Just that smile made him feel better, like sunshine shooting in his body.

“Oh, alright, then.”

She turned back to him and slowly sat at the end of the bed. She lent over and undid her shoes, placing them to one side. Next, she moved back to the other room to grab her bag, which she placed on the end of the bed, after which she undid her shirtwaist and folded it neatly, dropping it in the bag. He turned his head as she took off her skirt but part of him wanted to take a peak at her in her undergarments.

No. That was a breach of privacy, Bert was nothing if not a gentleman.

“Bert, let’s not kid ourselves into believing that we are the types of people who can’t see each other in their undergarments,”

He gulped, still not looking. “Well, they do say curiosity killed the cat.”

“And satisfaction brought it back.” She tilted her head toward him.

“Sa’isfaction, ey?”

“One thing I always like to say is that the only person in control of one’s feelings, is oneself. So if satisfaction is what you feel, Bert, then let yourself be satisfied.” she smirked, something that Mary Poppins rarely did around most people, but Bert knew he wasn’t most people. “Besides, I did bathe you earlier, so believe we are on equal ground.”

“If you say so,”

He watched as she undid the next few layers, frilly ones with lace near her neck, he didn’t know what they were called, he was partially surprised by how many there were that made up her image compared to his undershirt and drawers that he wore under his shirt. Yet, when she clicked her fingers, he knew that she was undoing her corset. He could tell by the way it shaped her body, how the layers below relaxed as the weaves came undone and placed it carefully in the bag.

With her arm still in the bag, she pulled out a satin night gown with lace on the top. It wasn’t too showy, just enough for a proper nanny without making her be out of fashion. She turned her back and undid the final layer, pulling it off before pulling on her night gown quick enough that she didn’t give him any chance to see any bare skin before she undid her pinned up hair, letting it fall down her back, shiny and neat.

“One last thing before we go to bed,” she lent back into the bag and pulled out a green bottle of medicine. “Someone as dreadfully sick such as yourself must take their medicine.”

He nodded. “Of course.”

She lent over and handed him a spoon, doling the medicine out onto the spoon. It was bright orange and tasted the same sharp, sweetness of the fruit.

“Good, now lie down, you’re going to need plenty of rest over the next few days.”

He widened his eyes. “Days? I can’ not work for days, Mary.”

She slid herself between him and the bed. With one hand, she gently pushed him so he was lying on her lap, her hands stroking his hair.

“If you work in your current state, you will end up in hospital, Bert.”

“But I’ve got clients, Mar, the Lord Mayor himself-”

“Will be perfectly understanding tomorrow, I think you’ll find.”

He smiled up at her, the low oil lamp making a halo around her head. “And they’ll just know, will they?”

“They’ll find out, yes, of course,”

“Well, I feel better already.”

She shook her head, “That’s all well and good but you’re not well enough yet, get some sleep.”

He closed his eyes. The light dimming behind them as he began to drift off.

“Anything for you Mary Poppins.”

So, yeah, Mary Poppins, huh? It's just as much a shock to me as it is for anyone who reads a lot of my stuff that this is my new hyperfixation. Top Gun to Mary Poppins. I have a lot of ideas for this actually. Like who is Bert, is he mortal? Is he magic? Does he age differently like Mary or does he get reincarnated to be her right hand man/lover for as long as she's around? I want to explore! Also, how did her and Bert meet? Did he fight im ww1? Lots of fun questions to be answered. Thanks for reading!

#bert mary poppins #mary poppins #mary poppins 1964 #bear writes #sickfic #flu #fever #yes it's mary poppins fanfic #let me devolve into madness in peace #edwardian period #fluff #hurt/comfort #dick van dyke #julie andrews #bert x mary #mary x bert

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vamp-selfship · 1 year

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Forever wishing for more content for my f/os

#yes i could write it myself but the problem is #i cannot #yes this is aboht my mary poppins fos #anyways to that one person who wrote that bert x reader #know i am absolutely in love with it and read it religiously #selfship #selfshipping #proselfship #proship selfship #lexi says stuff <33

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prismatica-the-strange · 2 years

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Bert and Mary are otp goals holy fuck 😍 I want what they have

#mary poppins #mary x bert #prisma yearns

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atths--twice · 6 months

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20 Fanfic Questions

I was tagged by @baronessblixen during the craziness of Fictober and I didn't get a chance to read her responses to her own questions until today. I also had the time to answer my own 20 questions. 😊

1. How many works do you have on ao3?

283

2. What's your total ao3 word count?

1,638,714. And the vast majority of those words have been written on my phone. I would say… about 95% of them. (Please imagine a blinking eye gif here, because whaaaaaat…😳)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Mainly The X-Files, but I have written one for Sex Education and also a Mary Poppins story. (Bert and Mary were my first ship. I saw it in the movie theater in 1980 when I was five years old. Even that young, I had a little shipper heart because I wanted them to be together so badly.)

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Per Cor Meum

Soulmates

Shared Kisses

Green Is Not Your Color

After the Credits

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes and no. I used to be much better about it, but I so often don’t respond on ao3, but I do on social media outlets. I think it’s more the ease of it and the accessibility of a social media site. But I absolutely love and appreciate every single comment. I cry or laugh over them and always share them with my bestie. They make me incredibly happy. ❤️

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I don’t think I have any. I try to leave the story with a somewhat happy ending, or at least a hopeful one. That’s always my goal because… maybe there’s hope.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Hmm… most of them. Like I said, I try to leave them hopeful and at least attempt happiness where it may not have been previously.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I have before, but only a couple. The one that sticks with me the most though was from an anonymous person who left a comment that said when an idea is discussed on social media and a story is suggested to be written about said discussion, I’m always quick to get a story out, before giving others a chance to do the same. So as a result, I’m a horrible person who writes “insipid” stories just to say I did it first and “you just… you SUCK at it.”

When I first read that, it hurt for sure, because it made the time I spent writing a story that immediately popped into my head and would not stop begging for my attention, seem trivial and small. It made me feel as though my writing was inconsequential and I should stop wasting my time doing it. It put a dark cloud over me for a wee bit, but then I got past it, though it still sticks in the back of my head there and I think about it from time to time. But I’m still here and still writing stories, almost at 300 now, so whoever wrote that can go ahead and get fucked. ✌

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Yes I do, but not always. And I suppose by kind, it means mild or hardcore, so I would say somewhere in between. 😂

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

No. I’ve not done that as of yet.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Stolen, no. But I was approached by someone about the dialogue that I used in a story being similar to what they had written in their own story. But as I pointed out to them, it was the dialogue from the show itself, so…

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I don’t think so.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I have a few times! It’s fun and I enjoyed working with all the writers.

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

Mulder and Scully for sure. I adore them so much.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I have a couple that I do want to finish so badly, I just need to do it. So, I’m going to choose to say, please continue being patient with me. 😊

16. What are your writing strengths?

Humor, I think. And banter. I love writing fun dialogue and imagining the way it would be said for real.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I think, without sounding like I’m being pompous, and also because I've been told by a few people, I’m pretty good at creating a story a person can fall into, imagine and enjoy. So, I think my personal weakness is sticking to one story until it’s done, although I’m better about it now than I was in the past. At least I think so. 😊

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I would be nervous to do it, wanting it to be perfect. If I did, I would seek out help from a native speaker so I would then get it right and not just rely on the translation feature.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

The X-Files

20. Favorite fic you've ever written?

Soulmates ❤️ I spent over a year on that story, off and on, and then six months of writing it every day, with other stories created in between. It’s the one I’m most proud of and the longest one I’ve ever written.

I'm tagging @tofuttim @agent-troi and anyone else who feels like playing.

#getting personal #hi there #20 questions #hope you enjoy getting to know me better

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fabuloustrash05 · 1 year

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TMNT 2012 Ships as Disney Couples Headcanons

Donnie X April

Belle & Adam/The Beast, Ariel & Eric (But Donnie is Ariel cause I said so), Cinderella & Prince Charming (again, Donnie as Cinderella), Woody & Bo Peep, Milo & Kida, Mary Poppins & Bert, and Jack & Sally.

Raph X Mona Lisa

Aladdin & Jasmine, Hercules & Meg, Snow White & Prince Florian (Raph is Snow White for obvious reasons Pigeon Princess), Esmeralda & Phoebus (“What a woman!”), Robin Hood & Maid Marian, Simba & Nala, Mulan & Shang (“You fight good” just sounds like something Raph would say to Mona XD) and Han & Leia (“I love you” “I know” is such a RaMona vibe)

Mikey X Renet

Micky & Minnie, Anna & Kristoff, Aurora & Prince Philip (Mikey is Aurora because I said so), Peter Pan & Wendy, and Roger & Jessica Rabbit (“He makes me laugh” is totally something Renet would say about Mikey).

Bonus:

Karai X Shinigami

Rapunzel & Eugene (Karai’s story is very similar to Rapunzel)

April X Casey

Tarzan & Jane and Giselle & Robert

#tmnt headcanons #fabtrash headcanons #disney #tmnt 2012 #tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt donatello #tmnt raphael #tmnt Michelangelo #tmnt mona lisa #april o'neil #renet tilley #Karai #tmnt shinigami #casey jones #disney couples #tmnt 2012 x disney

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harleybeaumont · 1 year

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Maxwell's Jolly Holiday - Pt. 1

Book - The Royal Romance AU

Pairings -(kind of) Liam x Maxwell

Synopsis- This story gives a glimpse into Maxwell’s high school days at an all boys school where he joins the drama club and performs in his first play. This is set as a prequel to my fic, Unintentional, but can definitely be read as a standalone fic too! This 'one shot' has taken on a life of its own and will probably end up being 3 parts.

Warnings- swearing, some crude language, a few homophobic comments from bullies

Word count- 2,810

A/N- This is a late submission for @maxwell-beaumont-appreciation week - Day 3 - The Early Years.

Read the next parts here.

Part 1 - Anything Can Happen If You Let It

“This place sucks,” Maxwell said despondently as he flopped down onto his twin sized bed at the Cordonian Boys Finishing School. He held the phone closer to his ear as he prepared to explain to his friend, Prince Liam. “There’s nothing to do here. There’s nothing good to eat. I don’t even have any friends.. I miss you guys.”

Liam, as helpful as ever, attempted to cheer up his good friend. “It can’t be that bad. Rashad’s going there too, right? You guys always get along when you come to the palace to visit. ”

Max rolled his eyes, “Ya but he’s a junior like you. He can't associate with a lowly sophomore.”

“Did he say that?”

Max closed his eyes. “He didn’t have to. I sat down at the lunch table with him and his friends and they totally ignored me. Any time I tried to talk they just spoke over me. This went on for a week before I just gave up and sat alone.”

“Wow,” Liam sighed. “I’m sorry.”

“Eh.”

Liam was worried about his friend. It wasn’t like Maxwell to be anything other than optimistic and cheerful, so this really must have crushed his spirits. It didn’t help that Bertrand had dumped Max at an all boys high school at the start of his sophomore year because he ‘couldn’t deal with him’ anymore. “Maybe you just haven’t found your ‘group’. You know.. the people who have similar interests as you. Are there any clubs you can join?”

“When Bert dropped me off, he signed me up for fencing, polo, and etiquette club.”

“Etiquette club? That’s a real thing?!”

Maxwell shuddered, “I don’t wanna talk about it.” Three days a week discussing proper silverware placement was enough for him.

“Yikes.. Well, there has to be something there that interests you.”

“Well..” Max sat up and grabbed his backpack off of the floor, yanking open the zipper and uncrumpling the neon pink flier he had grabbed from the courtyard. “There’s one thing, but I don’t know..”

“What is it?”

“Don’t laugh, ok?”

Liam smiled on the other end of the phone. “Max, you know I’d never laugh at you.”

“Well, the drama club is putting on a play and.. I was thinking of auditioning. It’s for Mary Poppins.” Max waited to see if Liam was going to tease him, but instead only heard excitement on the other line.

“Max! That would be perfect for you! You love that movie!”

“I know, but I’ve never acted before.”

“Man, you love to sing, you love to dance.. And you freaking love Mary Poppins! Remember that little bird head umbrella you used to pretend you could fly with? You’d put on your moms red coat and floral hat and hold that umbrella and-” Liam was cut off by his own laughter at the memory.

“Ya, ya.. I broke my arm that way too, trying to dance to ‘Step In Time’ on my roof.” Liam's laughter was contagious and Max couldn’t help but join in. “Fine, now it's funny. Now that my arm’s healed and I can properly do jazz hands again.”

“Sorry! I know I said I wouldn't laugh at you.. The memory is just too funny!”

“Ya,” Max chuckled. “I get it.”

“But seriously, you have to audition!”

Max shrugged as his eyes skimmed over the paper again. ‘Saturday at noon - open auditions.’ “What if Bertrand gets mad?”

Liam looked around to make sure he was alone before he replied. “Listen, fuck Bertrand. He doesn’t have control over everything you do.”

Max scoffed, “try telling him that.”

Liam smirked, “then tell him that you auditioning for the play is a direct order from the Prince.”

Max and Liam snickered and Max felt lighter than he had in weeks. “You know what? I’ll do it! I’m gonna audition.”

“Good,” Liam smiled. “Then when you get a role, me and Drake will be in the front row cheering you on.”

“Ahh! Don’t jinx it!”

Liam laughed, “Ok, sorry.. Well, I guess I'll talk to you in a few days."

Max paused for a moment, ignoring the pain in his chest at saying goodbye to Liam. The Prince’s busy schedule only allowed them one or two phone calls a week, and both of them looked forward to it more than anything. Sure they texted, but it wasn’t the same. Max sighed, “ya.”

“Hey, don’t forget to text me after the audition!”

Maxwell smiled. “Don’t worry. I’ll let you know the minute after.”

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Maxwell pushed open the wooden double doors of the theater and to his surprise found the room packed with students. His eyes widened and he cautiously made his way down an aisle toward the front of the room. A few guys he recognized from his algebra class waved him over.

“Hey Beaumont!” A tall, blonde boy named Caleb, clapped him on the back. “I didn’t know you were auditioning.”

“Ah, it was kind of a last minute decision.” Max smiled, “I didn’t know you guys were into theater!”

Caleb chuckled, “were not. Hell, I don’t think eighty percent of the guys here give a shit about this play.”

Max wrinkled his nose as he looked around the crowded room, “Then why are they here?”

“Her.” Caleb nodded to the stage where a busty brunette stood speaking with the theater teacher. “Amanda Haynes.”

“What’s so special about her?” Max asked with genuine curiosity.

Jason, a boy next to Caleb, scoffed, “dude, this is the only pussy we’ll get to see here all year.. Unless you count old Mrs. Endermeyer the librarian. And this chick is fine as hell!”

Caleb watched the girl with a grin, “She’s from Welton’s all girls school, and playing Mary Poppins. And there’s rumors that they’ve turned this into a romance and whoever plays Bert gets to kiss her.”

Max felt a wave of disappointment wash over him. He was nervous enough having to go against just a handful of theater kids, but half the school was there auditioning. There was no way he was going to get a part. “Maybe I’ll just wait until the next play to audition.”

“Are you crazy? And miss a chance to get some of that?!” Caleb said, elbowing Max.

Another boy walked up and put an arm around Max, pinching his cheek, “You guys didn’t know? Beaumont only likes dick.”

Max wiggled out from the boy's arm and rolled his eyes as the group of guys surrounding him laughed loudly. Caleb took in Maxwell’s hurt expression and stopped laughing. “Oh shit. Sorry, I thought he was joking.”

Jason snickered, “Bet this is a huge disappointment for Max then. Too bad they aren’t casting Mary Poppins as a dude, right Beaumont?”

Another boy laughed, “Naw I bet Max wishes he got to audition for Mary Poppins!”

A few more guys around them laughed and Max pushed past them, making his way toward the other side of the crowd. He was used to a few of the guys in school teasing him, but most didn’t. There were other boys in his school who were gay. In fact, at the beginning of the year, Max had his first real boyfriend. Though only short lived, the relationship was exciting and he learned a lot.

"Ahem!" The theater teacher cleared his throat loudly from the stage. Mr. Eldore was a gray haired, lanky man with thick glasses who Max had seen rollerskating around school before. He was a little strange, but that made Max like him more. He put a megaphone to his mouth and called out, “Take your seats please! Auditions will begin shortly.”

As the room quieted down, Mr Eldore cleared his throat again. “Now.. Let me start this audition by clearing up a few things. First of all, I’ve heard talk that this is being turned into a romance. That is completely untrue. I’m not sure who started that rumor, but if that’s why you’ve come to audition then you can go ahead and leave now. There are no kissing scenes in this play.”

The room erupted in groans and grumbles and half of the boys stood and filed out of the building.

Mr. Eldore grinned, gesturing to the girl selected to play Mary Poppins. “Now then, Ms. Haynes here has asked me to inform all of you that she is currently in a relationship and not interested in pursuing another one.. Despite the many offers she has received this afternoon.”

Half of the remaining boys left the room as well.

Mr. Eldore clapped his hands together, “Alright let’s get this audition started! I’m the theater teacher, Mr. Eldore, but I’m also the director of this play. You can call me ‘Mr. Eldore’ or ‘Mr. Director’, or if you’re feeling generous, ‘Sir Eldore, Lord of the Theater’.”

A few students in the front row chuckled appreciatively and then the auditions were underway.

Max took a deep breath to calm his nerves as he watched several of the more experienced kids recite their lines. They were incredible. He discreetly took out his phone and typed out a text to Liam, “I can’t do this! I’m gonna leave!”

Liam replied almost instantly, “No you aren’t!”

“They're all SO good!”

“So are you! Hey, when you’re on stage, just pretend I’m there with you. It’s just us playing like we used to. And remember, you are Maxwell fucking Beaumont and you are amazing.”

Max felt butterflies floating in his stomach.. However, these were different from the ones he had earlier. These particular butterflies only came out around Liam. He grinned and quickly replied, “thanks.”

The theater teacher called out, “Next we have.. Maxwell Beaumont.”

Max quickly stood and made his way to the stage with a renewed sense of self-worth. I can do this. Just pretend Liam is here. We’re all just having fun.

Mr. Eldore skimmed over the paper he held in his hand, “It says here that you have singing and dancing experience. What type of dancing?”

“Yes sir. Um, I’ve taken tap, jazz, and .. recently I’ve gotten into breakdancing.” Bertrand would kill him if he found out he had told anyone about his breakdancing.

“Hmm,” the teacher looked impressed as he continued to read. “Well I can’t wait to see how you incorporate that into the role you’re auditioning for.. What role are you auditioning for? You didn’t fill that in.”

Max shifted nervously on stage, “Well honestly I’ll take anything. I’ve never acted before so I don’t even know if I’ll be any good at it.” Feeling like he wasn’t doing a very good job of selling himself, Max spoke up again, “but I’m a fast learner and what I lack in skill, I make up for in enthusiasm!”

Mr. Eldore and a few other students chuckled. “Well that’s good to know. You can read for Bert. Page 39.”

“Bert?! The lead role?”

“It’s only because he has the most lines. It’ll give me a sense of your abilities.”

“Oh. Ok.” Max shook out his shoulders and held up the script. He practically knew the whole play and movie by heart and grinned as he skimmed over the lines. He took a deep breath and faced the girl playing Mary Poppins.

“Stay right there! I’d know that silhouette anywhere: Mary Poppins!”

Amanda placed her hand over her heart, grinning bashfully, “It’s nice to see you, Bert.”

“Well I must say, you do look swell.”

They rehearsed a few more lines and Max even sang the first half of the song "Jolly Holiday". Things seemed to be going well, but Mr. Eldore’s poker face gave absolutely nothing away as he randomly scribbled notes onto the paper he was holding. “Thank you, Mr. Beaumont. You can take your seat.”

Max returned to his chair, his body thrumming with energy and nerves. His audition had ended so abruptly. Was that a good or a bad thing? He watched the next few students read for Bert and they were flawless. He hoped he would at least get a role as one of the extra chimney sweeps, then he could really learn the choreography for the song "Step in Time". Liam would get a kick out of that. Liam! Max suddenly remembered he was supposed to text him and snuck his phone out of his pocket, quickly sending off a text. “I’m done!”

“Aaaaand?”

“I don’t know! It felt like it went ok!”

“GREAT!”

“I just pretended you were with me and it was so much easier!”

“I wish I was with you.”

The butterflies came back in full force and Max let out a giggle, but quickly stifled it with a hand over his mouth. Thankfully no one seemed to have noticed. “Me too.”

The typing indicator dots that showed Liam was responding, came and went a dozen times and Max held the phone, waiting to see what Liam was going to say. Finally the text came across. “Everything seems better when we’re together.”

Maxwell felt all the breath leave his body and grinned like a fool while he read the sentence over and over. Was Liam actually flirting with him? No.. no way. Liam was the prince and had never shown any real interest in him. They had kissed once when they were younger just to see what it was like, but nothing ever came of it. He typed back, “It is. 100%.”

To his surprise, Max was called back on stage with a few other guys to read a different portion of the play. He was feeling good, and even threw in some dance moves. When he was done, the theater kids actually clapped for him. They didn’t even tease him or laugh! They were surprisingly.. Nice. A boy named Eddie even asked him to sit with them once he rejoined the audience.

An hour later, Mr. Eldore took the stage and called for everyone’s attention. “That concludes our auditions for today. I’ll have the casting sheet up Monday morning and not a minute sooner. And don’t you even think about knocking on my door tomorrow. Not only is it Sunday, but I will be busy judging the annual Duck Herding championship with my partner.”

Max hopped up and rushed off to his dorm room. He was giddy with excitement and needed to release some energy. That could only mean one thing- following along with break dancing videos on YouTube.

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Max spent the next day trying to distract himself from the impending posting of the cast list that was to occur the following morning. He made it through his weekly phone call with Bertrand and even got to chat with Liam for a while that night. Monday morning he awoke early and rushed to the hallway outside the theater where Mr. Eldore was posting the list. He turned to Max and nodded before stepping aside and letting the crowd of theater kids rush forward.

He heard a few groans and some cheers from some of the guys as he made his way over to the list. Eddie clapped him on the back with a smile, “congrats man!”

“What?” Max blinked at him in surprise. “You mean I got a part?!”

“Not just a part.. the part!” Eddie grinned.

Maxwell skimmed the list starting at the bottom, and when he didn’t find his name, continued making his way up to the top. He reached the very top line and saw his name next to the male lead role, Bert. “No!!” He turned to Eddie, completely dumbfounded. “This has to be a mistake!”

Eddie shook his head, “No way! You were great, man! We were all talking about it after the audition!”

“You were all talking about.. me?! And not in a bad way?!”

“Why would we be talking about you in a bad way?”

Maxwell didn’t have an answer. He wasn’t used to people complimenting him (other than Liam) so this was a completely foreign feeling. His heart was beating out of his chest from excitement and he didn’t know what to do with himself. “I have to go call my friend and let him know!”

Eddie grinned, “go for it! And now that you’re in the play you should totally join the drama club! It’ll help you get to know everyone better and we have ‘bad movie night’ every Friday. It’s a blast!”

Maxwell was so overwhelmed he threw his arms around Eddie, “Oh my gosh! Thank you! I will definitely join!”

Eddie patted his back with a chuckle, “Ok then. I’ll see you Wednesday for rehearsal? I’m playing Mr. Banks.”

“Oh, congrats!” Max high fived Eddie awkwardly, before heading outside to phone Liam. He called out over his shoulder, “see you then, Eddie!”

#maxwell beaumont #the royal romance #maxwell's jolly holiday #trr maxwell #mbaw #maxwell beaumont appreciation week #trr fanfic #the royal romance fanfic #choices fic writers creations #cfwc fics of the week #mary poppins

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ginevrastilinski-ocs · 9 months

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New Ocs!

I have new ocs to introduce, some that aren’t on my masterlist yet (but I’ll add them soon, I promise) (I have too many Gotham ocs, I know that I’ll probably scrap some of them, but until then...)

Shadowhunters

Marceline Seymour - Mundane (with Sight); future Elys’ girlfriend

Her faceclaim is Holland Roden!

Vincent “Vice” Verlac - Shadowhunter; Nico’s best friend (and ex boyfriend); just wants to be a singer; doesn’t care about fighting;

His faceclaim is Charlie Gillespie!

Descendants

Esme Balthazar - daughter of Edgar Balthazar; cat lover; her and Carlos are besties; ship TBD

Her faceclaim is Maria Ehrich!

Celestine - daughter of Blue Fairy

Her faceclaim is Maude Apatow!

Bernadette “Bernie” Poppins - daughter of Mary Poppins and Bert; twin sister of Armie

Her faceclaim is Millie Bobby Brown!

Armie Poppins - child of Mary Poppins and Bert; twin brother of Bernie

His faceclaim is Noah Schnapp!

Gavin - son of the White Knight; sweetest boy ever;

His faceclaim is Matt Cornett!

Brielle - daughter of the Red Knight

Her faceclaim is Sadie Soverall!

Rowan Cheshire - child of the Cat of Cheshire and Redacted;

Their faceclaim is Joy Sunday!

Glee

Jean St James - sister of Jesse St James; the sweetest girl in town; already famous singer

Her faceclaim is Olivia Rodrigo!

Maya Puckerman - younger sister of Noah Puckerman; Cheerio; New Directions memeber; wasn’t there for the first season for reasons lmao

Her faceclaim is Alexia Demie!

Mirabelle Ryder - Cheerio; no plot just vibes

Her faceclaim is Sofia Carson!

Morgan Smith - Cheerio; one of the Originals New Directions member; future Broadway star; (maybe a Rachel ship... tbd)

Her faceclaim is Lili Reinhart!

Melanie Jay - Football Player at McKinley (the only girl in the team); New Directions Memeber; basically girly girl who likes to play football and sing and that can kick your ass

Her faceclaim is Hailee Steinfeld!

Dulcinea “Dulcie” Klempt - niece of Isabelle Wright; famous dancer

Her faceclaim is Kristine Froseth!

Ezekiel “Zeke” Wright - son of Isabelle Wright; hates being famous; just wants a normal teenage life; hides in Lima for not handle New York shit

His faceclaim is Dylan Sprayberry!

Stranger Things

Effie Munson - Eddie Munson’s younger sister; probably a Robin ship (TBD)

Her faceclaim is Emma Mackey!

Sunny Henderson - Dustin Henderson’s older sister; Steve ship

Her faceclaim is Haley Lu Richardson!

Ethan Clifford - sweetest guy in all Indiana; ends up in the middle of the Hawkins Supernatural Chaos by accident

His faceclaim is Joshua Bassett!

Gotham

Annalise Pennyworth - niece of Alfred Pennyworth; Bruce (potential Bruce x Selina) ship

Her faceclaim is McKenna Grace (and probably Meg Donnelly when she’s older but... TBD)!

Margaret Gordon - young sister of Jim Gordon; the darling of the GCPD (does she work there? No)

Her faceclaim is Florence Pugh!

Virginia Falcone - daughter of Carmine Falcone; sister of Sofia and Mario Falcone; (don’t know about her for the vigilante thing... I’m more towards yes but not sure yet)

Her faceclaim is Zoey Deutch!

Karina Wayne - aunt of Bruce Wayne; Wayne Enterprices’ heiress (at least half of it); future vigilante (name tbd)

Her faceclaim is Anne Hathaway!

Vera Wayne - twin sister of Bruce Wayne (or at least this is what they think... spoiler: she isn’t)

Her faceclaim is Millie Bobby Brown!

Myra “Hel” Mooney - niece of Fish Mooney; rich bitch energy

Her faceclaim is Savannah Lee Smith!

Penelope Fisher - private detective; just wants to know what the fuck is going on in Gotham; the law can’t stop her lmao

Her faceclaim is Emma Stone!

Elijah Crow - no plot just vibes; vigilante for sure but name TBD

His faceclaim is Dominic Sherwood!

Mireille Lacroix - first and only daughter of an elite family of Gotham; future vigilante (name TBD)

Her faceclaim is Dove Cameron!

#new ocs #my ocs #new fc #new faceclaim #greta's ocs madness era

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tuulikannel · 7 months

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May I ask🏅, 🧠, and 💭, please?

🏅 What is something you recently felt proud of in regard to your writing (finished a fic, actually planned for once, etc).

“actually planned for once...” *dying of laughter* ^^;;

Yeah, so. Not that. >_> If I’m perfectly honest, there’s very little I’ve been proud of in... how long? Dunno. Haven’t finished anything, haven’t planned anything... have barely written anything. Next chapter of Caught Between (last updated in May) has practically no words, next chapter of Gifts (last updated in March) perhaps a handful. I did start a new wip and wrote ~2500 words in a day which was nice I guess, but now it’s stuck too.

Sorry, this is a glum answer for an ask that should be all positive, but seriously, I’m in a slump rn. ^^;;

🧠 What’s an idea you have that you can’t quite call a WIP yet?

Hmm... I don’t know if I’ve got many of these. I think I’ve started writing most of my ideas...

Well, there is the Mary Poppins fusion XD In which Karma & Shuu are siblings and Aguri (playing the role of Mary) becomes their new nanny.

I don’t know if I’ll ever write this thing, but it amuses me quite a bit. I guess it would follow the plot of Mary Poppins pretty closely... I only have some random scenes in my mind. Like, heh, there’s the scene where Mary’s friend Bert takes the kids with him for his chimney sweep job (and she’s not happy about that)... well, here (human) Korosensei has Bert’s role, and Aguri for sure isn’t happy that the kids would get anywhere near his line of work. ^^;;

(This whole thing is just weird, I admit ^^)

(And then of course I've this one idea for original work (a fantasy book, or two) that I've had for like past 20 years and that I most likely never write. >_>)

💭 What is a headcanon you have about your own work?

Headcanons. Uh. Those things I’ve a plenty (not) ^^; (Umm, disclaimer, I'm not 100% sure what this "about your ow work" means, so I'm just picking something that is a headcanon to me and is something that might or might not be overly visible in my fics)

So. Let's see... That contrary to the popular belief. Gakuhou loves his son. ^^ That all he’s doing, he’s doing out of love. It’s all messed up ofc. But the main goal is to make Gakushuu as strong as he can be, so that he won’t end up like Ikeda. (Moreover, I’d claim it’s semi-canon. :p The Graduation Album mentions that Gakuhou’s hidden side is that he won’t shut up if he starts talking about his son, and it hints at him being “oya-baka”, literally, idiot parent, i.e. overly-fond parent XD)

Oh. And I feel like him going so nuts over Ikeda’s death just makes no sense. They hadn’t been in any touch for 3 years, for heaven’s sake! All that “he loves Ikeda more than his son…” I don’t swallow it. But this makes me suspect he wasn’t such a balanced person to begin with. And... this might be another hc of mine... I blame his parents. They did name him “summit of learning” anyway >_>

But yeah. These are literally the only headcanons I can think of at the moment. XD (I've never understood how headcanons work. I keep on seeing those posts where people are asked to come up with headcanons about X, and then they just. do. Like. what.)

#ask game #asano gakuhou

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misspennycandy · 5 months

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hi! My name is Mel and I'm a pretty big Muppet nerd :D

My favorite Muppet of all is Dr Teeth, keyboardist and front man of the rock band, Dr Teeth and the Electric Mayhem 💚💚💚 In my ocxcanon-verse, the groovy lady who's captured the good doc's heart is a writer named Marisol~

She is a tv writer who works on scripts for the talk show Up Late With Miss Piggy and Teeth is part of the house band for the show; they probably met at work, though Marisol has been a fan of the band's music for years. (fun fact: one of Teeth's bandmates, Zoot, is her cousin!)

Unlike the flashy, loud, and charismatic Teeth, Marisol's a little more reserved, shy, and tends to overthink things. She's also a very sweet, fun person in her own right once you get to know her, and she and Teeth hit it off pretty well, being fellow creatives, fans of rock music, and lovers of good food/desserts. On occasion, Teeth finds himself turning to Mari to help him out when he has writer's block (and vice versa), and they make beautiful music together, in all senses~ ^^

Fun facts about Mari:

IMPORTANT: she is pretty tall! I don't have a "set height" for her, but she is noticeably taller than Teeth, and it's at least a lil visible when they're sitting next to each other. Love a cute height difference x)

has a fondness/superstition for good luck charms (her 'usual' outfit includes a clover necklace and lady bug skirt pattern)

has a little black kitten named Bea as a pet (she doesnt believe black cats are bad luck, quite the opposite in fact)

her favorite dessert are macarons

best friend is Yolanda the rat (she works on the Miss Piggy show, too, as one of Kermit's personal assistants. she's chatty and nosey, but has a heart of gold, always encouraging Marisol to get out of her comfort zone, and ask out that musician she's been crushin on for months!!)

she bakes pretty great desserts!

ahh I hope that's enough info to give context ^^;

if you'd like more refs/drawings that showcase their 'vibe':

💚💙Mariteeth Instagram page (for more drawings of my muppet gorl and otp draws, by myself and others)

IDEAS:

In terms of prompts, I'm pretty open to any cute poses/ideas you might have, dear gifter. If you wanna draw them in their 'classic' outfits, or switch it up to fits you see on their insta page, or even make up your own outfit entirely, I'm open to anything~ If you find drawing characters in "couple costumes" fun, three different ideas I have: Mary Poppins & Bert, Western Barbie & Ken, Robin Hood & Maid Marian. You can also do somethin' like "Santa and Mrs Claus~" to fit the holiday theme ^^

In general, anything holiday related is cute to me. mistletoe, gift exchanging, (comfy matching?) sweaters, hot drinks~

If you want to do somethin unrelated to holidays, just them hanging out together, Dr Teeth playing Mari a romantic piece on piano, sharing a milkshake on a date, cuddling during a drive-in movie, dancing, holding hands, kissing, Mari wearing Teeth's hat, riding a tandem bike (a la Muppets Take Manhattan)… I'm really not picky! lol

Thank you so much for reading all of this! I'm so excited to see what idea you might settle on ^^ Hope you have fun with it and happy holidays!! --Mel

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just-another-storyteller · 9 months

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Hi there, its Athena for Sunday Ask-A-Thon week 2 at @ask-a-thon: Is there any advice you would give to a new writeblr or a friend/ an oc who wanted to get into writing?

Hi hi!

Writeblr I'm not sure since it'd probably depend on their "goals".

Writer in general though - Find something that you enjoy and then do it; don't be afraid to try something new if you think you might enjoy it. If you worry it's "cringe", then write the cringiest thing first and share it - Once you've done that, everything else will feel a lot let intimidating! Like, say, when I was starting with Fanfic, I was sometimes a bit worried about posting OC fics, since they're often called cringe and people are sometimes unkind about them. Until I wrote and posted a Mary Poppins x Bert x Self-Insert Fic. After that, well... Can't get much more "cringe" than that! So after doing that, everything else was easy.

And that works for most things. Enjoy writing romance, but worried it's too sappy? Write and share the sappiest, most tooth-rottingly sweet scene, maybe post it, and now that you survived that, everything else is easier. Writing horror and worried it's too gory, write the goriest scene first (just, tag it with the necessary tags). Writing grimdark fantasy and worried it's too bleak, write the bleakest scene.

Most people have mastered the art of "Don't Like, Don't Read"; sure, jerks exist, but most people who aren't into sappy, or gory, or grimdark things are just gonna leave while the ones who are - who are the ones you want to read your stuff, anyway! - will like it.

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simplynotaneggworks · 2 years

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Fandoms and Ships

Disney Ella x Henry Cinderella Lady x Tramp (Human AUs) Lady and the Tramp Mary x Bert Mary Poppins Duchess x Thomas O’Malley (Human AUs) The Aristocats Pete’s Dragon (no specific ships; both original and live-action) Ariel x Eric The Little Mermaid Belle x Adam Beauty and the Beast Nala x Simba (Human AUs) The Lion King Kiara x Kovu (Human AUs) The Lion King Bo Peep x Woody (Human AUs) Toy Story Jessie x Buzz (Human AUs) Toy Story Mulan x Shang Mulan Jane x Tarzan Tarzan Kida x Milo Atlantis: The Lost Empire Dory x Marlin (Human AUs) Finding Nemo Violet x Tony The Incredibles Janice x Jesse Bridge to Terebithia Clarion x Milori Tinkerbell Tinkerbell x Terence Tinkerbell Tiana x Naveen The Princess and the Frog Alice x Tarrant Alice in Wonderland Rapunzel x Eugene Tangled Brave (no specific ships) Elsa x Hans Frozen Anna x Kristoff Frozen Inside Out (no specific ships) Judy x Nick (Human AUs) Zootopia Coco (no specific ships) Izzy x Buzz Lightyear Miranda x Roland Sofia the First Sofia x Hugo Sofia the First Amber x Hildegard Sofia the First Elena x Mateo Elena of Avalor Isabel x Javier Elena of Avalor Cassandra x Varian Rapunzel’s Tangled Adventure

Dreamworks Miguel x Tulio The Road to El Dorado Fiona x Shrek Shrek Astrid x Hiccup How to Train Your Dragon Valka x Stoick How to Train Your Dragon Roxanne x Megamind Megamind Rise of the Guardians (no specific ship) Eep x Guy The Croods

Illumination Lucy x Gru Despicable Me The Lorax (no specific ship)

Sony Ericka x Dracula Hotel Transylvania

Blue Sky Linda x Tulio Rio

Harry Potter (in no particular order) Willow (OC) x George Draco x Harry Nymphadora x Remus Sirius x Remus Lily x James Narcissa x Lucius Emma (OC) x Charlie Merula x Rowan Penny x Ben Molly x Arthur Oliver x Percy Hermione x Ron Seamus x Dean Luna x Neville Luna x Rolf Tina x Newt Queenie x Jacob Albus x Scorpius Andromeda x Ted Victoire x Teddy Fleur x Bill

Other Jedidiah x Octavius Night at the Museum Norman x Ethan Heavy Rain Kara x Conner Detroit: Become Human Simon x Markus Detroit: Become Human North x Josh Detroit: Become Human Rose x Hank Detroit: Become Human Aloy x Erend Horizon Zo x Varl Horizon Beta x Drakka Horizon Elisabet x Sylens Horizon Alva x Kotallo Horizon Jane x Gunther Jane and the Dragon Jester x Smithy Jane and the Dragon Pepper x Rake Jane and the Dragon Gwendolyn x Caradoc Jane and the Dragon Nancy x Jonathan Stranger Things Steve x Dustin Stranger Things Will x Mike Stranger Things Joyce x Jim Stranger Things Fran x Maxwell The Nanny Katniss x Peeta The Hunger Games Effie x Haymitch The Hunger Games Lucy x Coriolanus The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes Emma x George Emma Elizabeth x Fitzwilliam Pride and Prejudice Marianne x Christopher Sense and Sensibility Elinor x Edward Sense and Sensibility Daniel x Johnny Karate Kid/Cobra Kai Robby x Miguel Karate Kid/Cobra Kai Ali x Amanda Karate Kid/Cobra Kai Dutch x Bobby Karate Kid/Cobra Kai Demetri x Eli Karate Kid/Cobra Kai Kumiko x Chozen Karate Kid/Cobra Kai Ellie x Alec Broadchurch Beth x Paul Broadchurch Rose x Ten Doctor Who Yuuri x Viktor Yuri on Ice Yuri x Otabek Yuri on Ice Marinette x Adrien Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir Alya x Nino Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir Chloe x Luka Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir Luka x Adrien Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir Elizabeth (OC) x Ydris Star Stable Online Maya x Alex Star Stable Online Elizabeth (non-OC) x Avalon Star Stable Online Anne x Lisa Star Stable Online Novalee x Forney Where the Heart Is Claire x James Outlander Elizabeth (OC) x Fergus Outlander Brianna x Roger Outlander Aziraphale x Crowley Good Omens Anneliese x Julian Barbie as the Princess and the Pauper Erika x Dominick Barbie as the Princess and the Pauper Sophie x Nicholas Barbie: Princess Charm School Skipper x Jonas Barbie and Her Sisters In a Pony Tale Barbie x Ken Barbie Dreamhouse Adventures Barbie (Margot Robbie) x Ken (Ryan Gosling) Barbie

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