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Jules Homer. Twenty-Seven. Lover of Art.

[misplacedmelodies-blog]

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[isabellekillian]

[damnthosewords]

Attempt #333

[annadailly]

[goryhorroor]

disney ⟶ princess anna

but for the first time in forever at least i’ve got a chance

[bookishprincessc]

Endless List of Favorite Characters:

Disney Heroines ~ Princess Anna (Frozen)

“Can I say something crazy?”

[nomenu]

[byulyidal-blog]

“ thankfully this place is far more tranquil, i have heard some colleagues that come from other posts in other cities and their situations are so much more intense.” it was a statement let out with a lopsided smile as he sat outside the department’s stairways, the warm coffee within his hands. “ thank you for the coffee, though, it was really unexpected and the machine inside is busted. ”

[thextrabutton]

“i mean, we have our moments, but it’s a pretty quiet town,” jules chuckled. the only think that really made this town so interesting was being awake to some extent and knowing theorizing what was really going on. “and you’re very welcome! i’m just returning the favor for what you all do for this place. even if it’s an ‘easier’ here then wherever your colleagues are, it’s still a rough job.”

[dallasjweston]

The best thing about carnivals and fairs? The food. The answer was always the food. Noelle worked hard to keep her body trim, and it helped that she danced for a living, but she also knew how to indulge. Unabashedly she wandered the carnival, a cascade of cotton candy in one hand, and a deep fried corn dog in the other. Too distracted by her food porn she accidentally bumped into someone waiting in one of the game lines. Not that hard– her food was fine, God forbid. But she still flashed them an apologetic smile. “I’m so sorry! I should be able to walk and eat at the same time.”

[thextrabutton]

Jules had been bouncing between games, just hoping to secure as many stuffed animals as she could. Already, she had a monkey strapped her back, a little teddy bear with a rain hate sticking out of her bag, and a sizable duck in her arms. She was on a roll, no one could stop her now. She was too focused on the water gun ahead of her that she hardly even noticed someone had bumped into her. “Huh?” she turned. “Oh, oh no! It’s all good. I can barely stand and, well, just stand. I’m just that clumsy too.”

[thextrabutton]

kinda-psychic‌:

Shaking his head in a no pattern, David gave Jules another smile. “Oh I don’t believe that for a moment, I think you’re made for this car.” Giving a nod, “It is, but does it make sense to keep using an older, more likely to pollute vehicle when compared with a lean, sleek, biodegradeable machine like this one?” David tapped it again, hoping it might sway her.

“Actually,” Yes, she was about to be one of those people. “For the most part, it’s more environmentally conscious to use your less efficient car to the brink of its use rather than buy a newer, more efficient. The waste done by junking a perfectly fine car does more damage then letting it die on its own,” Jules smiled back. “But I guess that doesn’t exactly help with new car sales, does it?” 

[thextrabutton]

diiscotheque‌:

“i do agree with you that it is a wonderful place.” when she turns to see jules sitting nearby, paola is struck with an eery sense of familiarity. she’s seen her around town, of course - but that isn’t what this is. is there a possibility that she’s met the girl before.. as ariel ? she forces herself to shake the puzzlement off of her face as she approaches jules. “i don’t know how to explain it.. but it’s different now. i know i’ve lived here for so long.. but now i really don’t think i’m supposed to be here. am i crazy ?”

as paola approached, jules got the sense they had something in common. she couldn’t quite put her finger on it, but paola’s comment felt like the answer. “you are definitely not crazy,” she assured. she assumed she was talking about the curse, but jules couldn’t quite talk about the curse if not everyone knew. she’d had to bring that realization upon someone initially. “i get it. i felt the same way for a while. a long while. but my life just seemed to... kind of blend together, if that makes sense...”

[thextrabutton]

dandelionwines‌:

“oh no, she’s using her war face.” archer snickers mischievously. she looks like she’s right out of a disney movie- which is a lot more fitting than he fails to realize. “yeah, yeah, yeah. disagree all you want but i’ll be sticking to my guns until i eventually win something.” its almost ironic for him to joke like this- he was one of the least competitive people in his cursed life. “like what ?” is there any chance she knew how to play quidditch ?

she hummed while she thought. she wasn’t the best athlete, thus she was probably at a disadvantage. she debated on something artistic, but art was subjective thus any side could win after a debate. “we need something we are both good at. something objective. what if...” she got an idea and her face lit up. “what if we do a quiz off!? we can take turns picking categories! therefore it’s even!”

[thextrabutton]

dandelionwines‌:

“of course i wasn’t prepared for a bloody cheater !” archer protests. he splashes her gently in retaliation and rolls his eyes. he’s trying to pretend to be annoyed but he’s quite bad at being convincing. “oh, shut it. the only thing worse than a sore winner is a gracious one.” he breaks and he chuckles. archer shakes out his soaked curls as he buries his toes in the sand below. “someday we’ll find another activity to rematch with.” 

“hey!” jules laughed as archer splashed her. she attempted to look upset as she stood up, but her grin never broke. she was having too much to even pretend anything less than smiley. “i don’t agree with any of those statements. i make a great winner, whether or not i bent the rules a bit.” her smile grew once more, knowing they were just kidding around. “maybe next time we’ll choose an activity that neither of us can cheat.”

[diiscotheques-blog]

the excitement she feels is unmeasurable. it courses through her veins and it radiates throughout her petite body. the curse has just lifted and she has legs - human legs !! the princess is shackled to the sea no longer. she doesn’t have enough of her memories to know that she’s already been through this so it’s as though she’s living a dream. instead of being confined to the ocean, she stands in front of it, toes buried in the sand. she’s confused by what in the name of poseidon could be going on - but she’s willing to roll with it. “where the hell am i ?” 

[thextrabutton]

jules was trying to savor every last bit of summer warmth, so she was finding herself more and more at the beach. fortunately, today the breeze was kind enough to give her a break and allowed her to sketch in peace. she had gotten a few landscapes scenes in when she started to people watch in search of an interesting pose or character. someone standing alone, staring out at water, caught her eye. right when jules had put pen to paper, she heard the other exclaim. “you’re in port vista, silly,” she giggled, closing her book as she got up. “or, as i like to call it, a little piece of heaven on earth.”

[thextrabutton]

dandelionwines‌:

“you’re onto something, mate. people like that are wound a bit too tight- jealousy makes sense.” archer smirks as he talks. he never really minds when his behavior earns look of disapproval. in fact- it fuels him sometimes. jules’ remark about the slow turtle leaves him briefly stalled as he tries to process the strange saying. “a small wha- hey, wait !” he takes off towards the water. his bare feet pound again the damp sand and he doesn’t stop until he reaches the water, smiling the whole way. “you’re a bloody cheat !” 

jules dove headfirst into the water as she reached the wave break. she popped out of the water on the other side of the waves, wiping her face as she turned to face archer. “you just weren’t prepared!” she called out with a laugh. “but hey, it was still a close race, right? even with my supposed headstart. so that says something,” she giggled as she began to float on her back, letting the water rock her. “i would offer a sort of rematch, but i think you have me beat in the swimming back department.”

[hudsonpsu]

Taking a moment or two to saunter around the side of the car, David leaned against it and gave a little wink. “So now that we’ve got this deal all done except for the paperwork, shall I have it giftwrapped for you?”

[thextrabutton]

“Hm, no,” Jules simply replied as she smiled at the salesman. “I was just admiring it. I’d ruin such a beautiful thing. Plus, I’m still trying to run my current buggy to the ground. Gotta save that environment. It’s the only one we have.”

[thextrabutton]

dandelionwines‌:

“are you serious ?” archer asks, face brightening slightly at jules’ offer for company. she’s pretty easy to please and she likes that about herself. “everyone else has stared at me like i’m a bloody lunatic- but i’m game. i’m so game !” archer exclaims as she jumps to her feet. she tugs up her jeans that are both damp and sandy as she prepares for round two. “head first is the only way to do it- or anything for that matter.” she takes something of a starting position before she turns her head towards jules. “you ready ?” 

“but of course,” jules smiled as she cleared her pockets of anything of importance. while she was foolish, she wasn’t going to risk losing another phone. her clumsiness was enough torture for her devices. “i think they are just jealous cause you rock the look. that or they know they don’t have the guts to have the fun we’re about to have,” she chuckled, getting in a racing stance. “last one to the wave break is a slow lil turtle!” she shouted as she took off towards the water.