#Cinderella's Prince has the force

[star-ocean-peahen]

After watching Cinderella (the original animated movie, which was my favorite as a child), it strikes me how it solves many common problems people have with this fairy tale. Like:

Why did they try to identify the mystery girl using her shoe size? Because the bullheaded king's only clue to her identity was the shoe the Grand Duke picked up off the steps.

Why didn't the prince recognize her by her face? Because his father wouldn't involve him in the process at all, and wasn't the one going around trying to find her.

Why did the prince want to marry a lady he only met that night? Because his father was going to force him to marry someone, and he genuinely liked this woman.

Why did Cinderella want to marry a man she only met that night? Because marriage was her best and most secure way to freedom. Fucked up, but you can't say it's unrealistic for the setting of a fairy tale. She also genuinely liked him.

If they're using the slipper to find her, wouldn't it be more sensible to search for the person with the other slipper? Yes. The King is purposefully nonsensical and the Duke is purposefully terrified enough of him to carry out his orders to the letter. Furthermore, they end up doing that in the end anyway, because the Duke's glass slipper is shattered, and Cinderella brings out the one she has to prove her identity.

Why didn't the stepmother and stepsisters recognize Cinderella at the ball? Because they were dancing too far away, and then left the party to dance in private, which was possible because the King wanted very badly for his son to hit it off with someone and tried to arrange the best conditions for that to happen.

Why didn't Cinderella save herself? Because in real life, abuse victims should not have to shoulder that responsibility, and usually can't. In real life, you need and deserve an external support system. Asking for help, in this kind of situation, is very important. She is saved by others because she is loved. Because she is not alone. Because she has friends who love her, and want her to be happy and safe and free. Because in real life, people who want to help someone who is suffering are like the mice. We can't pull out miracle solutions, but we can provide companionship and if we're in the right place at the right time, we can help the person find a better life.

Why didn't the fairy godmother save Cinderella from her abusive household, or try to help her sooner? Because she's magic, and magic can't solve your problems. Quote: "Like all dreams, well, I'm afraid it can't last forever." This (and Cinderella's dream of going to the ball) is a metaphor for pleasurable things in bad circumstances. An ice cream won't get rid of your depression, but it will provide you with momentary happiness to bolster you, as well as the reminder that happiness in general is still possible for you. Cinderella doesn't want to go to the ball so she can get away from her stepmother and stepsisters, or so she can meet someone to marry and leave with. She wants to go to the ball to remind herself that she can still have things she wants. That her desires matter. This is important because the movie does a very good job of illustrating Lady Tremaine's subtle abuse tactics, all of which invisibly press the message that Cinderella doesn't matter. While going to the ball and fulfilling her dreams may not be a victory in the material sense, it is still a victory against Lady Tremaine's efforts.

Why is Cinderella's choice to be kind and obedient framed as a good thing, when you are not obligated to be kind to your abuser? This one walks a very fine line, but I think the movie still makes it make sense. Lady Tremaine never acknowledges her cruelty. She always frames her punishments of Cinderella as Cinderella's fault. Cinderella is interrupting, Cinderella is shirking her duties, Cinderella is playing vicious practical jokes. Cinderella is still a member of the family, of course she can go to the ball, provided she meet these impossible conditions. Lady Tremaine's tactics are designed to make Cinderella feel like she must always be in the wrong and her stepmother must always be in the right. If Cinderella calls her stepmother out on her cruelty, or attempts to fight back, Lady Tremaine can frame that as Cinderella being ungrateful, cruel, broken, evil, etc. If Cinderella responds to her stepmother's cruelty defiantly (in the way she's justified to), she's not taking control out of Lady Tremaine's hands. Disobedience can be spun back into her stepmother's control. She wants Cinderella to be angry and sad and show how much she's hurting. So since Cinderella is adapting to her situation, she chooses to be kind. Not only because she naturally wants to be and it's part of her personality, but because it is a form of defiance in its own way, and it allows her to keep a reminder of her agency and value. Her choice to be kind is her chance to keep her own narrative alive: she is not obeying because her stepmother wants her to and she has to do what her stepmother does, but because she wants to. It's a small distinction, but one that makes all the difference in terms of keeping her hope and identity. (Fuck, I wrote a whole paragraph about how this doesn't mean you can't be angry at people who hurt you or that you need to be kind to deserve help, and then deleted it by accident. Uh. Try again.) Expressing anger and pain is an important part of regaining autonomy and healing. Although it is commendable to be kind while you are suffering, it is NOT required for you to get help or be worthy of help. If Cinderella's recovery was explored beyond "happily ever after" she would need to let herself be angry and sad to heal. Cinderella is not only kind because it comes naturally to her, but because it's her defense against the abuse she's suffering. Everyone's story and experiences are different, and one does not invalidate the other.

Bonus round for answers that aren't part of the movie:

Why didn't Cinderella run away? Where would she go? Genuinely, in hundreds-of-years-ago France, where would she go if she snuck out of the window with a change of clothes? With her step-family, she's miserable and abused, but she's fed, clothed, and in no danger of dying or being taken advantage of by anyone other than her stepmother and stepsisters. Even if she escapes and manages to find financial security, her stepmother might be able to find her and get her back.

Why didn't Cinderella burn the house down with them inside it/slit their throats in the night/poison their food/etc.? Because that's a revenge fantasy, and this story is a fantasy about being saved. There's nothing wrong with making Cinderella into a revenge fantasy. That's perfectly fine, as long as you acknowledge that the other type of fantasy is also a valid interpretation. (I mean, the original fairy tale features the stepsisters getting their feet mutilated and all three of them getting their eyes pecked out, so go for it.)

Why isn't Cinderella more proactive in general? Because she's a child who has been abused for the back half of her life, who has had to be focused on survival because. you know. she's an abused kid.

How did she dance in glass slippers? Gotta agree with you there man, that's weird.

#cinderella #cinderella (1950) #fairy tales

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

Cinderella rewrite where Cinderella’s father is an unusually successful fisherman due to his secret friendships with the shy and mysterious mermaids, successful enough to attract a moderately wealthy and ambitious bride with two daughters. Once he dies, her stepmother, determined to make sure her daughters inherit the fishing business as dowries by marrying before Cinderella, forbids her from going out on the fishing boats or into town and makes sure she spends as much of her time as possible doing drudgework, hauling offal and cleaning fish. When the Prince’s ball comes around, an important occasion for young women to make good connections, the stepmother forbids her from going, telling her that she needs to get the latest salmon catch gutted and ready for sale instead.

Cinderella’s mermaid godmother calls upon her people to clean the fish and gifts her a dress and shoes of shimmering fish scales that wreathe her in rainbows under the moonlight. She makes an impression on the Prince at the ball so strong that he immediately falls in love with her, and when she’s forced to flee before her stepmother notices her (no masquerade mask or dancing rainbows will disguise her from her own family at close range), the Prince is left with only a delicate fish leather slipper left on the front steps to try to find her again.

He goes around the houses, seeking the owner of the slipper, but Cinderella is once again working in the fish sheds. He stepmother, desperate and determined and having found Cinderella’s other shoe that very morning, realises what has happened and takes a knife to the feet of her prettiest daughter, telling the prince that she suffered an injury that very morning but those are definitely her shoes, see, here’s the other one, and they still fit.

The daughter is pretty and witty and charming, and while the Prince doesn’t feel the same spark and instant sense of connection that he did at the party, he reasons that she’s overwhelmed and in pain and once she’s healed, all will be well. There are no birds to whisper of blood in the shoe -- the Prince has seen the bandaged feet already -- and the daughter slips on the shoes (the only shoes she has that will fit her, now,) and accompanies him to the palace.

But the stepmother is no doctor, and by the time the Prince gets her to the palace doctors, it’s too late -- his beloved has contracted an infection in her feet from the shoe leather, made unclean in its travels. She will survive -- it is an infection of a common filth of fish and birds, one that the doctors have potions for for the occasions where dangerously cooked food causes outbreaks -- but in her raving, she confesses the whole scheme to the Prince who, furious, returns to the village to find the girl he truly fell in love with, the girl hidden from him.

“Oh, yeah, the fish cleaner,” the villagers shrug. “We don’t see her around very much, she’s probably in the sheds. Her family calls her Salmonella.”

[zvmz]

okay angsty eah headcannon. so you know how the original fairytales are much darker than what we learn about through eah/disney?

For example; in the og cinderella, she sends birds to peck out her step sisters eyes. in og little mermaid, she fails to earn the princes love and turns into sea foam at the end, ect.

so i have a headcanon that there are multiple different ways the story book of legends will allow the story to go, that includes the original stories, as long as it sticks to the bare essentials. But the outcome is based on the characters personalities, ability, and choices. basically, if ashlynn was into the idea of punishing her step sisters with birds at the end of her story (not that she would ever do that), she could. if meeshell successfully, genuinely, woos her prince, she earns her happily ever after. if she is unsuccessful, she will be turned into sea foam. at the end of her story, Duchess can choose either to live the rest of her life as a swan, or to drown with siegfried. if the villians of the pinnochio story are especially cruel this generation, cedar could potentially be hanged.

Apples mom was 100% going to force the evil queen to dance in red-hot iron slippers till she drops dead, but wasnt able to because the evil queen broke away from the story. nobody knows that was her intention. meanwhile, apple would never in a million years choose that ending.

the reason not many have rebelled before raven is because, since grimm has been so strict on keeping to the exact same story, not many have diverged from it/chosen a different outcome in centuries. and if they did, its very much kept on the DL. so most of the students have no idea that their stories have the potential to be so much more dangerous than they think

sorry this is kinda messed up but i love adding mature themes to kids shows lol and if any students somehow find out about this, it adds much more reason for the kids to rebel.

idk if this makes sense!!! and im sure there are a bunch of plot holes there but im gonna post it anyway

#eah #ever after high #raven queen #cerise hood #apple white #meeshell mermaid #cedar wood #ashlynn ella #duchess swan #eah headcanons

[helplesslyblue77]

Stray Kids-Fairy Tales with a Twist

a series of fics, each one focusing on an individual member, and placing them into classic fairy tales, each with their own little twist for flavor 

They will come out one at a time, at a random pace, but hopefully i'll be done by september(But with me its hit or miss)

and most of these will have smut

So why dont you sit down, and listen to my tales...

“Once upon a time, in a far away Kingdom...”

Bang Chan...Snow White

“Years ago, your father had died and your mother had remarried. You never liked your step father, simply because he was not your real father, and you made no secret of your dislike. Many years later, your mother died and your step father became the temporary reigning monarch. You vowed the feelings you were feeling were anger, but when you fall prey to a mysterious curse you realize maybe those feelings weren't hatred after all…”

Completed!

Lee Minho...The Little Mermaid

“Merpeople have been disappearing, and your Father, King Triton, gives you a mission. Go to the surface and investigate. You are excited to explore the surface, but upset that you have to be accompanied by the Sea Witch Ursula’s son, Lee Minho, because you think he hates you. But bad things are brewing on the horizon, and you will need all the help you can get, maybe even from the man you ‘don't like’…”

(Coming Soon...)

Seo Changbin...Little Red Riding Hood

It's your birthday and you're on your way to visit your grandmother in the woods. Your mother always told you never to stray from the path, and you had listened, never following the clever words of the wolf. But maybe the wolf didn't want to eat you, maybe he was just lonely…

(Coming Soon...)

Hwang Hyunjin...Beauty and the Beast

You are an enchantress, and long ago, you had punished a spoiled prince with a curse. He would turn into a beast until he felt true love’s kiss. Many years later, you finally decide he has suffered enough and send a sweet girl named Belle to help the cursed prince. But for some reason, the beast refuses to fall in love with her and keeps trying to talk to you…

(Coming Soon...)

Han Jisung...The Frog Prince

Once upon a time while gathering wild mushrooms for dinner, you find a peculiar golden frog. You decide to keep him, not knowing that the frog is actually a cursed prince. You carry on with your daily life, musing about how weird your new pet frog is, until one day, you slip and fall, accidentally placing a kiss on his warty forehead…

(Coming Soon...)

Lee Felix...Cinderella

Once upon a time, you had lived a happy life, with your loving mother and kind father. You had been best friends with a sweet boy who would come to visit you every day. But one day, it all changed. Your mother fell ill, and soon after passed away. The boy suddenly disappeared and your father remarried. Your step mother was kind to you at first, but as soon as your father would leave on his merchant trips, she and her daughters would bully you, forcing you to do all the chores. One day, you hear of the prince's ball. In hopes of meeting a nice man and escaping from your stepmother's house you try your best to go. When you arrive at the masquerade, you are fortunate to dance with the prince. But you have the strangest feeling you have met him before… 

(Coming Soon...)

Kim Seungmin...Rapunzel

Once upon a time, a beautiful princess was born, with golden locks that shined brightly. Fearing for her safety, the king and queen entrusted their daughter to a powerful witch friend, to keep her safe and hidden until she came of age. Years later, on Rapunzel's tenth birthday, a prince came knocking on the tower, mistakenly informed that Rapunzle was much older, and trapped by an evil witch. You quickly drive him away, after explaining the story but for some reason he keeps coming back and bothering you…

(Coming Soon...)

Yang Jeongin...Hansel and Gretal

You are a powerful witch living deep in the forests, whose only wish is to be left alone. One day, a young girl and her older brother venture into the forest, trying to escape their evil stepmother. They both eat part of your candy house, and to apologize, the boy agrees to be your housecleaner for a few months. In return, you promise to help them with their evil stepmother. You try to keep your distance from the boy, but for some reason, hes always following you around, trying to get your attention…

(Coming Soon...)

(This announcement post was mostly made so that i would guilt myself into actually finishing all of these stories, because if i don't leave a record somewhere, i probably won't finish this series to completion.

Oh yeah and the summaries for these might change slightly, i never quite stick to my plans. Don’t worry though, the basic themes will be the same)

#stray kids #stray kids x reader #stray kids smut #skz #skz smut #skz fluff #bang chan x reader #minho x reader #changbin x reader #hyunjin x reader #han x reader #lee felix x reader #seungmin x reader #jeongin x reader #mariannacrxss

[midnxght-sweet-time]

— ⧖ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 '𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞' 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠...◥

✎ a Twst AU concept in the making...

【 𝘙𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸 】

𓏧 In the grasps of your hands was a book. A book that contains a once beloved fairytale of yours. The feeling of nostalgia wraps you in a warm blanket as you skim through the pages with delicate fingers, careful to not damage the already tattered and worn out book.

Each picture was read with fondness in your eyes. The stories you once enjoyed as a child with a simple youthful mind. Now you look at this book and can only smile at how much you've grown and realize how silly these tales are and how'd you worship them as the greatest writings created.

But even as a naive kid you always wondered what did the love interests ever do in these stories while the protaganists pursues and advance in the story. Yes, some were as heroic as they were made to be in the book, but others felt like some dunce who were foolis. Like the prince of Cinderella who didnt recognized the face of his proclaimed 'lover' or the one from Snow White that kissed a random sleeping princess out in the woods.

You always wondered what it was like to be in their shoes. If you were them... could you do better?

What a ridiculous thought you chuckled to yourself.

As the clock struck twelve, a sense of exhaustion overwhelms your entire being, yet you didnt seem to notice your eyelids getting heavier as the new seconds ticks by.

Before you could read another page of the current book you hold, you fell asleep.

When you woke up, you noticed yourself in a place of unfamilliarity to your home.

∷ 𝚂𝚈𝙿𝙽𝙾𝚂𝙸𝚂 »

Every fairytale love story has a prince charming, or atleast a hero to the damsel in distress. Waking up in the book of your once beloved childhood stories, your goal as the love interest is to acquire your princess so you may finish the story and go home. Simple enough— right?

∷ 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂 » Jamil Viper ▪︎ Azul Ashengrotto ▪︎ Riddle Rosehearts ▪︎ [???] ᴹᴼᴿᴱ ᵀᴼ ᴮᴱ ᴬᴰᴰᴱᴰ ˢᴼᴼᴺ

— • 𝘛𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯...

▼ 【 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗠𝗮𝗱 𝗛𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿. 】 ; ⧖ 𝑹𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒍𝒆 𝑹𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔.

➤ " In a world of madness, the hatter was a guiding force despite his eccentric attitude; helping Alice to achieve victory for the White Queen to save Wonderland. Will it be possible to help the young heroine when the Red Queen has his eyes on you? "

▼ 【 𝗔 𝗦𝗮𝗶𝗹𝗼𝗿 𝗟𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝘁 𝗦𝗲𝗮. 】 ; ⧖ 𝑨𝒛𝒖𝒍 𝑨𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐.

➤ " Waking up on shore with remaining water in your lungs, the last thing you heard before you completely awoke was a lullaby of a musculine voice before it quickly rushes back to the depths it saved you from. Your sight on your savior was hazy but you knew all too well who that was. Hopefully you can escape the clutches of a cecealia's siren calls in order to give your protaganist the happy ending."

▼ 【 𝗣𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲 '𝗔𝗹𝗶' 𝗼𝗳 𝗔𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘄𝗮. 】 ; ⧖ 𝑱𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍 𝑽𝒊𝒑𝒆𝒓.

➤ " With the lamp in your possession, all you have to do is to not lose it to the hands of the villian. Though the prince was pretty stubborn in your attempts to court him, theres still hope. However, it seems like you too had a pursuer of your own. Looks like the snake has found you to be a more enticing prey than the prince he loathed."

#twst; prince charming au #twst #twst fanfic #twst riddle x reader #twst riddle #twst azul #twst jamil #riddle rosehearts #yandere twisted wonderland #yandere twst #azul ashengrotto #jamil viper #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #twst azul x reader #twst jamil x reader #twst x reader #twst x mc #twst x yuu #twst x you #twst x y/n #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland x mc

[ystrike1]

Brothers Of Cinderella - By Han Nyang (8/10)

The Prince is a cheater. The Cinderella Bride is a swindler. The Mastermind is a puppet under The Stepmother, who would love to take Cinderella for himself. This is a crazy rich family drama. How crazy? Well a maid gets tied to a bed and kidnapped, and that's a minor side plot.

Joyce was a real princess.

Now she's Cinderella.

Her daddy was rich and wonderful.

He married an evil gold digger with three sons.

Her daddy died.

Stepmother took all the cash when she was too young to protect herself. She ended up living as a waitress in a restaurant, with only a distant uncle to support her.

That uncle gets sick, and she decides to return to the family home. She deserves some of that money. The Shin fortune was originally hers by birth, after all.

We get flashes.

Memories. Did she want to kill her brothers? They did take everything, after all. All three were spineless, and they listened to their mother. When she vanished nobody came looking for her.

Her family wants her back.

They want her to play the part of Cinderella. When Joyce Shin was still a cute young heiress she went to horse camp with a boy. That boy is the powerful, naive, and capricious George Yoo. He's embroiled in politics and he's bored. Lonely too. He's been cheating on his idol girlfriend, and his catty redhead c**t fiance publicly humiliates him constantly.

George Yoo is the kind of man that wants to wed his precious first love. He wants to leave his awful playboy days behind, and have a clean slate. Crystal Yoon, his current rich fiance, has multiple boy toy lovers anyway. His life is a soap opera.

A sweet Cinderella story could save him.

Joyce needs money to save her uncle.

Marrying an heir CEO will get her what she needs.

It gets Stepmother power too.

George gets his (fake) happy ending too.

It's a win, win, win.

The Three Brothers:

Logan - in love with Joyce. Pimps her out to George according to his mother's will. Eventually he forces her to play the part of his fiancé instead. He listens to all of her conversations with George through a spy headset. He's so obsessed that he can't see it. He thinks he hates Joyce, in the beginning.

Luke - Not in love with Joyce. He dresses her in fancy clothes because he's a stylist but that's it. Crystal Yoon sends a maid to spy on Joyce. Luke catches her. He kidnaps her, and an extremely stereotypical yandere/maid/kink story pops into the plot.

Leo - In love with Joyce. He starts sleeping with Crystal to distract her from the plan. He wants what Joyce wants, but it's implied that he stays in a relationship of sorts with Crystal. He gives up on Joyce because she belongs to Logan.

Crystal is a demon.

Leo is lucky that he's hot. Nothing can stop Crystal, except a hot piece of ass. Literally her only weakness is lust.

In her first appearance she:

- Walks into George's home uninvited when he still has a girlfriend.

- Yanks a maid around by the hair when security attempts to stop her.

- When George arrives she immediately pressures him into bed. George is a weak willed pawn with money, so she tops him.

- She demands that he break up with his idol girlfriend before their wedding, for the sake of her reputation.

- George begs for mercy, but he doesn't say no when she tops him again.

....so...yeah...Crystal is so powerful that she ceases to be a villain. She doesn't love George. She exists to expose him. George is just another rich user loser, who has slept around since he turned 18. His little fantasy about giving that up to be with Joyce will never change all of his horrible actions before that.

Crystal makes it crystal clear.

George isn't prince material.

Logan starts to have scary flashbacks.

Something bad happened.

Something forced Joyce to flee, after her father died.

Logan starts to tremble, while he listens to his Fake Cinderella flirt with his wallet target.

His mother mostly knows everything by the way. She does sort of care about her sons, but she's...like Crystal. She is a businesswoman first.

Logan is in too deep and she knows it.

The plan has changed too much.

Joyce was supposed to be innocent.

A Pure Cinderella.

Now she's "Logan's Fiance" and George Yoo is cheating on Crystal with Joyce. His mother knows Logan could not resist. He loves Joyce too much. He broke the plan. He made it messy and convoluted, because he wanted to play fiance with her. Even though he can't actually have her. He wanted to pretend and kiss in public that much.

Logan loses his mind even more.

He sets their marriage date. That's right he's going to marry his fake fiance, who is supposed to be bait for another man, in Paris.

He says it's an elaborate setup. George will find her in Paris. He believes she can save him from his own crappy past, after all.

He will show up on a white horse.

She'll marry a billionaire, and the Shin family will gain so much more. George is such an easy pawn. That makes him the hottest husband candidate.

Logan gets sick when they land in France, after an awful flight. It was full of turbulence, screaming babies, and delays. The plan is running behind.

Joyce doesn't run to find her Pawn Prince.

She nurses Logan back to health.

He admits he wants only her about a billion times.

He shakes and has a panic attack.

Logan is Joyce's first love. When they were living as step siblings their relationship was a mess. Stepmother told her children to be cruel to Joyce. Logan was mean to her, like a spineless brat. He listened to his mean mommy, but Joyce was too cool. She was a genuine Princess. He couldn’t help it. He started watching her. She noticed his eyes. She loved it. She loved the pathetic way he lied about hating her, while he blushed and gave her whatever she wanted behind the scenes.

She kisses him.

Their father sees.

He's goes into shock.

He stumbles into the street.

He falls.

A car runs him over.

It's a stupid, pointless, ridiculous death.

Logan blames himself, because he didn't push Joyce off.

Logan is the real Prince.

A rich, devoted man who loves only her. He was cruel to her, but the entire time his heart was for her. His mother's influence shattered under his desire to play romance with her. In France, outside of Paris on a farm, he decides that he wants it to be real.

She's his stepsister.

Their father died of shock after seeing them together.

His mother doesn't approve.

Joyce is supposed to be a cash cow, scheduled to be delivered to another man.

He's supposed to be the Mastermind using her, but he falls apart. Nothing else matters when he calls her his wife. He does it even though it's not real.

He's a mess, but she reciprocates his feelings because she's a boring doormat.

Congratulations on your real engagement, I guess.

#yandere #male yandere #yandere male #yandere boy #recommendations #recs #rec #recommended #webtoon #Brothers Of Cinderella

[penguinofspades]

I just realized that the Once Upon a Crime Cinderella is the Anti-Stolas. (Warning for Spoilers just in case)

Stolas is a rich and powerful prince who is glorified and romanticized even when he neglects his daughter (Seeing Stars) and sexually coerces his "love interest" (Murder Family). Anyone who has a problem with him has to either apologize and switch to his way of thinking (I.E. Octavia, Blitzo) or be vilified (I.E. Striker, Stella).

Cinderella is a poor young woman forced to slave away who's vilified the second she kills a creep in self defense. Yeah she did also try to frame Margot but 1. Margot abused her for years and killed her pet pigeon and 2. I feel like if Cinderella got arrested her family should've gotten arrested too for making her slave away yet that never happens.

#Anti Once Upon a Crime #Once Upon a Crime critical #Once Upon a Crime criticism #Once Upon a Crime #Cinderella #Anti Stolas #Stolas Critical #Stolas Criticism #Anti Helluva Boss #helluva boss criticism #helluva boss critical #anti vivziepop #vivziepop critical #vivziepop criticism #fairytale #fairy tales #fairytales #fairy tale #Ouac spoilers #Once Upon a Crime Spoilers

[princesssarisa]

I've now reached the last of the main list of Cinderella stories from Cinderella Tales Around the World. The book is nowhere near over, though: after this it goes into the various "subtypes" of Cinderella, such as Donkeyskin.

The last few "official" Cinderella stories in this book are from Mexico and Chile. I was disappointed not to see more South American versions, and particularly that there were none from Brazil for @ariel-seagull-wings. But the Donkeyskin tales later in the book do include a Brazilian version, which I look forward to sharing!

Meanwhile...

*As in the versions from the Philippines, the heroine is named Maria in all three of these Latin American tales.

*The Mexican version is called Maria Cenzia, or "Cinder-Mary." The title character is a homeless orphan who lives in an ash-hole belonging to a household of black Moorish witches. They eventually discover her, take her in as a servant, and send her to the river with a black sheepskin, ordering her to wash it until it's white. But a lady appears and magically does the task for her, then gives her a magic wand to grant her wishes and puts a shining star on her forehead. When the jealous daughter of one of the witches sees this, she takes a black sheepskin to the river too, but the lady puts an ugly growth on her forehead instead of a star. Maria later uses her magic wand to give herself finery to wear to church and to give herself wings to fly home before the witches can catch her. She loses a shoe, of course, which leads to her marriage to the prince. But then the witches turn her into a dove with a magic pin. Yet one day, her father-in-law the king finds her and takes out the pin, breaking the spell, and when all is revealed, the witches are burned at the stake.

*The two Chilean versions, Maria the Cinder-Maiden and Maria the Ash-Girl, are nearly identical to each other and very similar to Maria Cenzia too. Maria persuades her father to marry a seemingly-kind widow with a daughter of her own, but is abused afterwards. She has a pet cow, which the stepmother spitefully has killed, but inside its body Maria finds a magic wand. She then has to wash the cow's organs in a stream, but they fall in and are swept away. An old woman comes along and offers to get them for her, and in return Maria cleans her house and cooks supper for her; for this, the old woman gives Maria a shining star on her forehead. The next day the envious stepsister has her own pet cow killed, takes the organs to the stream, and loses them on purpose, but she shows the old woman no kindness, and so she receives a turkey wattle on her forehead instead of a star. Some time later, there's a ball at the royal palace. Maria uses her wand to give herself finery and a coach, and of course she loses a shoe, and the prince uses it to search for her. The stepsister binds her own foot with tight bandages to make the slipper fit, but either a dog or a parrot alerts the prince, and Maria is found.

*It's interesting that the motif of the heroine receiving a shining mark on her forehead (a star, a moon, or a jewel) is found in Cinderella tales from both Latin America and Iran, yet rarely seen elsewhere. My guess is that the motif originated in the Middle East, was brought to Spain by the Arabs, and then traveled from Spain to Latin America.

*This is probably as good a time as any to discuss another recurring theme I've noticed. While around the world it varies whether the heroine's abusers are punished, forgiven, or neither, it seems that when they are punished, the worst punishment usually falls on the (step)sister(s), not the (step)mother. Just look at the Grimms' version: the stepmother is Aschenputtel's main antagonist, and she abuses her own daughters too by forcing them to cut off parts of their feet, yet in the end she goes unpunished, while her daughters' eyes are pecked out by birds. Yet even in versions where the (step)mother does get a punishment, the more brutal killing, maiming, or permanent disfigurement tends to be reserved for her daughter(s). Some versions try to justify it by portraying the sisters as abusing Cinderella more than their mother does, but most don't bother. In many versions, the simple "crime" of being Cinderella's rival is treated as if it were worse than being her chief abuser.

@ariel-seagull-wings, @adarkrainbow, @themousefromfantasyland

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[onceuponastory]

last stroke of midnight - bucky barnes x reader

Plot: When a stroke of luck and a little bit of magic allows her to attend Prince James' royal ball, Y/N soon realises that they’ve met before. Pairing: Prince!Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader Warnings: Mentions of Y/N’s stepfamily belittling and degrading her, her parents dying, and her doubting herself. Classic Cinderella story stuff. Also, a little bit of angst bc it’s me. As always, if I miss any triggers, please let me know! Notes: My final entry for @buckybarnesevents Into an Alternate June-iverse Connect Four event! My final square was Fairytale, and I realised I haven’t written a Cinderella inspired story before, so here we are! This can also tie into the Royalty square I had, but I’ve used that already.

Not beta’d, so any mistakes are my own.

Slowly, Y/N makes her way down the hallway, the sound of her heels against the tiles reverberating around the room. Various elaborate portraits and other pieces of artwork stare down at her. Unsurprisingly, the royal palace is ornately decorated, ready for the hundreds of guests attending tonight. Y/N has never seen somewhere so beautifully decorated in all her life. When she reaches the end of the hallway, two heavy oak doors stand before her, the muffled sound of music and laughter from the ball seeping through. That’s how her life seems to be nowadays. On the outside, looking in. It’s still a wonder that she was invited to this ball in the first place. But Prince James ordered every maiden in the kingdom to be present, and who was she to deny a Prince’s wish?

Of course, if her stepfamily had it their way, she’d still be at home, finishing her chores. Honestly, she thought her dream of attending the ball was as ruined as the dress they tore up to force her to stay home. It was only then that Y/N learnt she had a fairy godmother of her own, who gave her a gorgeous new dress, a pumpkin carriage and a pair of glass slippers, making her look like a true princess. And now, Y/N is standing in the royal palace, surrounded by various noblemen and women, and royalty from all over the world.

And she’s never felt so out of place. She’s still waiting to wake up, for this happy dream to be over in the blink of an eye. Even now, she can hear her stepfamily screaming in her ears, forcing her to do all the household chores, as they have done every day since her father died. Treating her like a servant, rather than a human being. For so long, Y/N thought that was what the rest of her life was destined to be. Living as Cinderella, their idea of a nickname for her, rather than Y/N. Since her stepsisters took over her bedroom, Y/N has nowhere else to sleep at night other than on the cold tiles by the dying light of the fire. And each day, she wakes up covered in soot, which inspired the name.

Their voices and laughter still echo in her mind, even now. Belittling her and labelling her a mere servant with no potential. Especially for even thinking that she could attend a royal ball, Prince’s invitation or not. But here she is, at the royal ball. Wearing a gorgeous ball gown that shimmers like the stars whenever she walks, and a pair of glass slippers that somehow perfectly fit her feet.

Finally, she has a chance to do something else, to be someone else, even if it's just for a night… and she’s terrified to take it. What if they see right through her? Realise that she doesn’t belong here, that she never did? Warily, Y/N holds her hand out, her fingers tracing along the ornate, carved detailing on the door. But she’s made it this far. Surely that must mean something.

Suddenly, the doors burst open, and Y/N gasps. “I apologise, I wasn’t-” Apologising for everything is simply second nature to her now. At least, it is when you live with people like her stepmother and stepsisters.

“Ma’am.” The guard bows to her, gesturing for her to enter the ballroom. She steps back for a moment, taking a breath for courage as her heart pounds through her chest. Yet, her feet start moving without a second thought, leading her into the ballroom. She glides through the room, past everyone’s watchful eyes. Y/N can hear them whispering, wondering who she is, and she has to tune them out before she becomes too panicked and flees.

Until suddenly, the crowd parts like the sea, and Prince James steps forward, right towards her. The second she looks into his silvery blue eyes, she recognises him right away. “Hello again.” He chuckles. “I’m thrilled to see you made it.”

Of course, Y/N could never know that she was the entire reason he suggested inviting everyone in the kingdom to this ball. Since he first saw her, Prince James couldn't get her out of his mind and yearned to see her again. And the ball his parents insisted he throw to find a suitable wife seemed like the perfect opportunity to find her again. The sparkles on her dress twinkle in the light, and he can’t stop smiling the more he looks at her. She looks beautiful.

And yet, Prince James could never know that the main reason Y/N is attending this ball is for the hopes of seeing him again. Although, she had no idea he was the Prince in question.

The two first met when Y/N was at the market with her stepsisters, being bossed around once again. Thankfully, they soon stopped bothering her and went to visit the local dressmaker, granting Y/N some precious alone time. Once they left, she took some time to walk around the stalls and take in everything on offer. Just taking some time to do nothing. As the sun warmed her skin and the cool breeze blew through her hair, Y/N finally felt at peace again. She wasn’t Cinderella, at the constant beck and call of her stepfamily. For a few blissful moments, she was Y/N again.

Soon, she found a stall selling fresh fruits and vegetables, and her stomach began to rumble. That morning, like most others, she was preoccupied completing the other chores and making sure her stepfamily were fed. And that meant she hadn’t thought about feeding herself. All the food on offer looked so enticing, and she just couldn’t resist. She rifled around in her pockets to find the few coins that she had managed to hide away, hoping it would be enough for something to eat. As she did so, a voice cut in.

“No, please. Allow me.” She had turned to see a face with a pair of gorgeous silvery blue eyes smiling back at her. Before she could protest, he paid for some apples and handed them to her.

“T-Thank you, sir.” She smiled, gazing over at him. It had been so long since someone treated her with kindness that Y/N swore she could’ve broken down into tears right then.

“Please, don’t worry about it. I couldn’t leave a lady like yourself in distress.” Y/N giggled at that, her cheeks burning slightly. As they started walking together, Y/N glanced over at the kind stranger, her gaze tracing over every inch of his face. As she did, a feeling of warmth settled in her stomach. Of course, a large part of that was because of his kind gesture, but Y/N found herself attracted to him from that very moment. With the way his eyes sparkled whenever he laughed, and the way he smiled at her… falling in love with him was very easy to do.

They spoke for a while, as close as friends, despite only meeting a few minutes ago. “Forgive me if this sounds rude, sir, but I haven’t seen you at the market before.” The man laughed, adjusting the hood of his cloak.

“Is it that obvious?”

“A little.”

“Well, I thought it would be a pleasant change from my normal life. Getting out in the fresh air, meeting new people.” He explained. “And….” He looked over at her, smiling softly. “I’m glad I came.” Her cheeks burned, and her heart felt like it was doing backflips in her chest.

“I’m glad you did too.” She smiled. But before they could talk for much longer, the voices of her stepsisters filled the air, calling her and pulling her out of her brief moment of happiness. Sighing, her body slumped in disappointment. The handsome stranger raised a brow, concerned by her sudden change in emotion.

“Is everything alright?” He had asked, instinctively placing a reassuring hand on her forearm. For a moment, she considered telling him the truth about her life. But as her stepsisters got even louder, she realised she couldn’t possibly drag him into this, or let him hear the things they say about her. It’s bad enough that she gets to hear it day in, day out.

“I’m sorry. I better go.” She sighed. When she saw the man’s face fall, she regretted her choice even more. But she didn’t have a choice. “Hopefully, I’ll see you again, sir. Thank you again for the apples.”

And here he is once more, standing in front of her in all his royal finery, looking like a completely different person. He’s still just as handsome as he was that day, his eyes still sparkling. And of course, she’s sure that she looks a lot more different than she did that day, too.

“You’re a Prince?” She gasps. “The Prince?” Embarrassment flows through her veins, and her heartbeat rises. How could she have been so stupid, so naïve to not realise that she was speaking to the Crown Prince? The bitter venom of her stepmother’s words flows through her veins once more.

“You foolish child! To think the Prince would even want you, a servant girl, at his ball-”

“It’s quite alright. Please, do not worry.” He reassures her, placing a soft hand on her forearm and pulling her out of her spiralling thoughts. Just like he did that day at the market. As he does so, Y/N feels herself beginning to calm down once more. And a familiar warm feeling settles in her stomach. “I’m sorry. I should have been honest.”

Even after the complete bombshell that's just been dumped on her, she is glad to be reunited with him, too. She and Prince James stare into each other's eyes for a little while longer, each feeling their hearts beat faster and faster. For a moment, the crowds fade away, leaving just the two of them together. Despite all her anxieties from earlier that night, Y/N feels so at ease around the Prince. For the first time in a long while, she even finds herself smiling. It isn’t until the music starts playing again that they remember where they are. And the crowd is still watching them. Clearing his throat, he stands up straighter. “May I have this dance?” And once more, Y/N’s feet move forward without even thinking about it.

“Of course.” Nodding, she slips her hand into his, whilst he rests his on the small of her back. As his fingers brush along her spine, she gasps. Being in his arms feels so right, so comfortable. Every time his touch brushes against her, it feels like a spark of electricity throughout her entire body. She’s never felt so alive.

Despite how long it’s been since Y/N danced, being with Prince James makes her feel so at ease that she easily matches his steps. As they dance together, moving gracefully throughout the room, Prince James twirls her under his arms, spinning her around the room. Y/N honestly feels like she’s floating. For a moment, she forgets all her worries, and it’s as if she and the Prince are the only people in the room once more. In fact, it feels like they’re the only people in the universe right now. The fact that her stepmother and stepsisters are here, and are no doubt watching her with the Prince doesn’t even cross her mind. She could stay here for the rest of her life, in his arms.

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After spending most of the night dancing together, Prince James soon invites Y/N out into the palace gardens for some peace, and to relax after dancing for so long. The cool night air hits her skin, and Y/N takes a breath. All thoughts of the time limit on her night, and her fairy godmother’s warnings seem to have slipped her mind.

“I must say, you are a wonderful dancer.” Y/N chuckles.

“Thank you very much, Prince James. Although, I did have wonderful company.” Prince James grins, blushing furiously.

“Please allow me to introduce myself. Properly, this time. My full, official name is Prince James Buchanan Barnes. Personally, I think it’s too fancy of a name, so my close friends and family call me Bucky.” Immediately, she drops into a curtsey. “Please, don’t feel the need to do that. It’s alright.” He chuckles. She’s still amazed by his refusal to treat her like she’s any different to him, or a different class, like she’s been used to people doing most of her life. In fact, he looks at her like she’s the most important person in the world. And it’s making her even more smitten.

“I just can’t believe I didn’t realise you were a Prince when we first met, Your Highness.”

“Please, call me Bucky.” He smiles. Y/N chuckles, and her cheeks burn even more. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you the truth when we first met. The truth is, I enjoy going out into the kingdom and meeting the people. It’s surprising how easy it is to be undetected when you wear a cloak.” He laughs. Oh, she knows that very well. “And besides, I’m sure you understand. Wanting to get away from it all.” His words confuse her for a moment… until the penny drops.

He thinks she’s the same as him. A royal, disguising herself in order to escape her life. Of course, she looks the part right now, but it’s all fake, just pretend for the night. Her head swirls, her smile dropping. Is that why he wanted to speak to her alone? Because he thought she was something different, something special? If he knew the truth, who she really was, he’d never want to see her again. Embarrassment rushes through her, chilling her veins as her stomach churns.

“Is something the matter? Did I say something wrong? I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you.”

“No. I’m alright.” She lies. Her mind screams at her to tell him the truth, that compared to him, she’s a nobody, just a simple servant girl. He’s been so compassionate towards her already tonight, surely he’d understand. But she can’t bring herself to tell him. This night has been so wonderful already, and she can’t ruin it now. She just wants one good night with the man she’s falling in love with. At least after tonight, she’ll never see him again. He won’t know anything else about her.

And that hurts deep in her soul, more than anything in the world. The universe seems to be set on constantly taking away every ounce of happiness in her life. First it took her parents, and then her freedom. And now, it’s taking Prince Bucky. But like she said, this is how it has to be. She couldn’t bear him seeing the truth, or seeing him letting her go.

“These gardens really are beautiful.” She says, hoping to steer the conversation away from anything to do with her.

“Well, that’s my mother’s pride and joy.” He chuckles.

“My mother loved flowers too.” She nods, thinking back to the flowers that used to adorn their garden, vibrant hues of pinks and purples. The bees and butterflies that filled the air, flying past as Y/N played with her parents. Life was so much simpler back then, so happy. She’d give anything to return to that time, when she had no worries or stepfamily. Although, being with Bucky is making her feel just as happy as she did back then.

“Well, she must have been a wonderful woman then.” 

“She was. She really was.” 

“And you’re right, they are beautiful. In fact… there’s a lot of beautiful things here tonight.” He smiles, and Y/N’s cheeks burn even deeper this time.

“Thank you.” She murmurs, a small smile tugging at her lips. “This has truly been such a wonderful night. And I never want it to end.”

“Then stay with me. Just a little longer” Bucky smiles, stepping closer. Y/N gasps, shaking her head in disbelief.

“I wish I could, but I can’t.” When he sees the tears shining in her eyes, Bucky’s brow furrows, noticing how panicked the woman is becoming. He sighs, not meaning to come across as so forceful, or to scare her.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you.”

“You didn’t. Not at all. You’ve been nothing but wonderfully kind to me all night.” She sighs. “It’s just… a lot to explain, Your Highness.” When he hears her call him by his official title again, it registers a feeling deep within in his gut. At the market, when her face fell as soon as she heard people calling for her, he wondered what was wrong. And now, seeing her so distressed, things are starting to make sense. Whoever this woman is, she seems to be hiding from someone. Or something.

“If anything is wrong, I can help you with whatever it is you need.” Y/N chuckles, sniffling slightly.

“I wish you could.” She’s worried enough about the possibility of her stepmother finding out she went to the ball in the first place, let alone her knowing she spent the whole night with the Prince. But if she did, Y/N would take full blame for it. It would break her heart if Bucky was hurt by her actions. Y/N steps closer to him, gently taking his hands. “But the fact you even offered means more to me than you could ever know.” Bucky looks into her eyes once more, gently cupping her cheek. Even though he only met this woman recently, he already feels like he knows her better than anyone else in the entire kingdom, even his closest advisors. He’s falling more and more in love with her with every waking moment. And he wants to make sure she’s alright. He has to.

Suddenly, a sound pierces through the air. The sound of clock chimes. Immediately, Y/N’s blood runs cold.

“What time is it?”

“It’s midnight.” Everything hits her all at once, like a bucket of cold water has been dumped over her, chilling every part of her. Her fairy godmother’s warnings ring out in her mind once more.

“At the last stroke of midnight, everything will be as it once was.”

“I’m so sorry, but I have to go. Thank you for a lovely evening!” She gasps, breaking free from Bucky’s grasp and rushing back towards the palace, to her carriage before the chimes finish. As she runs through the gardens, dodging people left and right, she can hear Bucky calling after her, trying to get her to stop. And every fibre of her being wants to turn back and tell him the truth. She knows he could protect her if she needed, that he would in a heartbeat.

But she can’t take that risk.

When she reaches the steps leading up towards the palace, Y/N runs down them, adrenaline rushing through her veins. In her haste, she can feel her shoes slipping off, but she has no time to stop them. When the first slipper falls off, Y/N doesn’t go back for it, too worried about Bucky seeing the truth to care about a shoe of all things. She slips the other one off, clasping it in her hands as she finishes her descent of the stairs and climbs back into her carriage.

As it sets off, whisking her back to her ordinary life, Y/N glances out of the window. Bucky stands on the stairs, watching her go. And Y/N feels her stomach twisting, and regret fills her veins.

“I’m sorry Bucky.” She whispers.

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The carriage only makes it a few miles away from the palace before collapsing completely, turned back into a pumpkin. And so, Y/N begins the long walk home, still clutching her remaining glass slipper. The waltz she and Bucky danced to replays in her head, and she hums along to the tune, moving through the steps in her head.

“It was wonderful.” She sighs to herself. “Better than I could’ve ever dreamt it.”

When she’s only a few yards away from home, the sound of hooves approaches, and Y/N ducks out of the way behind a wall. Peeking out, she glimpses them as they pass. Almost immediately, she notices the royal crest on the saddle. The feeling of hope builds in her gut once more, and she smiles. Bucky’s looking for her. He wants to find her again.

But just as soon as the hope rises, her anxieties sink in once more.

He’s not looking for her, some poor orphaned servant girl with no dowry to her name. He’s looking for the girl he thought she was. The princess, the wonderful dance partner. The girl who doesn’t exist. Sighing sadly, Y/N glances down at her remaining glass slipper, still glinting in the moonlight. A permanent reminder of the wonderful night she had…and what she lost.

But like she said, it’s better this way.

Isn’t it?

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

“Your Highness.” The Captain of the Royal Guard pants, rushing into the room. “We looked everywhere, but there’s no sign of the mystery maiden. It appears she’s disappeared out of sight.”

Bucky sighs, nodding. “Thank you for trying, Captain.” He murmurs. He can still see the look on her face as she ran, the fear that something would happen if she didn’t leave immediately. It still makes his heart sink, even now. Nervously, he begins to tap his foot. Something is wrong with this woman, something in her life must be causing her great pain. He wants to find her again and to help her more than anything. The slipper sits atop his desk, sparkling in the candlelight. He picks it up once more, his fingers tracing around the heel. “A shoe made of glass.” He chuckles. “What a wonderfully strange woman.”

“Your Highness?” The Captain asks.

“Tomorrow morning, we commence a kingdom wide search for the maiden who fits this glass slipper.” He states. “No stone will be left unturned. Do you understand?” The Captain nods. “Good. Ready your men for the morning.” As the man departs, Bucky holds the slipper close to his chest, as if he was holding her that closely. “I will make this right.” He whispers. “I promise.”

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[ladykatibeth]

Thinking about the fact that Beelzebub and Gabriel’s romance was a literal straight forward classic fairytale structure…..

Two members of royalty fall in love at first sight (or the celestial time span equivalent, 4 years) a separation is caused by a threat to a princess (or prince of Heaven) and the princess is either cursed or forced to flee….

Snow runs into the wilderness and is later cursed with eternal sleep, Aurora is cursed the same way and the prince is captured and locked up, Reapunzel (original) is cursed to wander the wilderness.

Often times (but not always) the threat is caused by someone close to the princess (Evil Stepmother, Evil Queen, Mother Gothel) and some “rebellion” might play a role (Reapunzel/SW meeting their princes)

(Gabriel must flee Heaven, who he was previously allied with because they threaten to “curse” him)

The princess is put in an altered state (Gabriel loses his memory) that makes them more vulnerable, and must receive assistance, sometimes by staying at a safe spot for an extended period of time. (Snow White and the dwarves, Aurora raised by fairies, Cinderella and her fairy godmother).

(Gabriel is sheltered in Aziraphale and Crowley’s book shop)

The prince searches desperately for the princess they were separated from to try to be reunited, and is sometimes held back for various reasons (Aurora’s prince is captured, Cinderella’s prince has to search basically every house, Reapunzel’s is blinded 😬)

(Beelzebub searches frantically for Gabriel but has to resort to outside sources to find him because he’s hidden)

Before the Prince and Princess can be reunited the Princesses friends help defend her, or intervene to help the prince. (Dwarves again, Cinderella’s animals, Aurora’s fairy parents).

(Aziraphale, Maggie, and Nina protect Gabriel from the demons)

The Prince and Princess are reunited and one of them does something to save the other (Reapunzel’s tears, true loves kiss for A and SW).

(Gabriel is reunited with Beelzebub and they figure out what has to happen for his memory to be restored.)

The Prince and the Princess go away to wherever, safe from whatever separated them from each other, it’s often very sweet and mushy. (Basically any classic Disney movie ending).

(Gabriel and Beelzebub leave to hide out in Alpha Centauri)

#if you saw this in you know what no you didn’t #jkjk #But I have thought too hard not too publish this so #ineffable bureaucracy #good omens 2 #good omens meta #good omens 2 meta

[piglet26]

Reylo Scenes: TFA

The day after the Force Awakens Ren and Rey were christened Reylo. I always laugh when Lucasfilm and JJ Adams tried to keep this pairing neutral and "suggestive" like seriously. The seeds were laid in the first film for FinnRey and Reylo, but really Reylo was always going to reign supreme not only because of the chemistry between Daisy Ridley and Adam Driver but the writing, art direction, acting and even costuming leaned Reylo heavily.

Reylo are introduced as Ying Yang right off the bat. Ren arriving in Jakku by night in black with a black mask. Rey meet on Jakku by day in white with a white mask.

The first time Ren hears about Rey or "the girl" he reaches out towards the camera and Rey reaches back towards him.

It's stated that Ren and Rey had similar visions of one another without understanding who the other was. In Rey's lightsaber vision she sees Ren very clearly setting up that he, bringing him back to the light, is her future.

On Takodana, it's canon that the production team wanted Ren's arrival to be like a prince arriving at a castle to meet a princess. "In this scene she is drawn to this place almost like Cinderella." FYI Ben Solo is an actual Prince. You know the twisted Star Wars version.

Then there is their first scene in Takodana. In the novelization this moment is more intense than the already intense movie scene. Kylo Ren recognizes that this is the girl that created a ripple in the force. He's fascinated with her. The standby stormtroopers actually are noted to having a reaction to his odd interaction with her. Despite the fact that he probably could've taken the information from her then, he bridal carries her out.

Having circled her, he moved even close peering into her face, her eyes

"It is you," he murmured.

The interrogation scene - the moment the Reylo fandom was born. Does it bother me that she's strapped to a BDSM stand? No. It's actually very clear that she's a peer. He doesn't approach her like he did with Poe Dameron. He's kneeling down as he observes her. She's a powerful force user and he does respect her on that level. He also does want her to be comfortable hence taking his mask off and girl....

I know you were not expecting this fine ass man to be behind that mask.

Believe me, I would've had all kinds of images in my head he would've picked up on.

He also checks her out physically. He's focused on the information he needs but overall he is attracted to her and very interested.

Rey surprised him but not being the simply girl she was in the forest. She is actually powerful in the force "untrained but stronger than she knows."

"Don't be afraid. I feel it"

Reylos "Feel what exactly. The minds want to know."

It's also canon in this scene that their force bond starts in this moment. She actually learns how to get in his brain from him getting into here's.

Force bonds between masters and apprentices aren't new. It used for defense/offence and it makes it so skills are easy to translate to apprentices.

Now their fight scene which was filled with sexual tension that everyone noted. It's still complex. Rey's instinct is to defend herself and Finn. She also just saw him murder someone. Ren is fleshing her out and testing her. It's like sparring. Where it's get's interesting is when they spiritually connect.

Daisy Ridley "Finding the force together"

Ren "You need a teacher. I can show you the ways of the force"

Many people read the moment as Rey finding the force on her own but it's actually the both of the moving through the force together. Kylo Ren actually finds a powerful ally/kinship with her and reaches out for that connection. Considering he rejects most of his connections this is actually a big deal. Is looking for a girlfriend? No, but he is looking for somebody.

Rey has such a conflicted view of him and an off kilter one.

Rey beating Ren is stupid. Even if he is injured, emotional damaged and surprised. It's stupid. It should've been a draw.

His stunned "Just Marry Me" face is also really great.

It's a great start and a unique relationship especially in the Star Wars universe. It's ridiculous that adults who grew up on Han/Leia find romance something purely feminine now and so unlike Star Wars hahaha either way Reylos stay winning.

#reylo #star wars #finnrey #the force awakens #kylo ren #kylo x rey #general hux #rey star wars #reylo prompt #rey skywalker #ben solo

[therealvinelle]

What Disney princesses/characters would the Volturi turn and who would be leftover dessert?

Those gifted or with a personality that rendered them useful.

(For the sake of not having a too long post I'll just use the princesses I know decently well.)

Anna (Frozen) is very sweet and charismatic, though a poor judge of character and prone to rash decisions. She has no gifts. Aro feeds her to his guards*.

Ariel (Ariel) gave away her mermaid tail to pursue a man she barely knew. Aro bitterly mourns Ursula, who might actually have been useful to him, and is left to weigh the benefits of establishing diplomatic relations with Ariel's father. Ariel, already a part of the supernatural world, is not killed either way but she may become a bargaining chip.

Aurora (Sleeping Beauty) is blessed with enhanced beauty and an enthralling singing voice that works on humans and animals alike. If attacked, she and everyone nearby as well as her physical surroundings fall into an enchanted slumber that can't be disturbed until the danger has passed. Excellent defence mechanism: Aro recruits her.

Belle (The Beauty and the Beast) has a wonderful personality and likes books. Aro feeds her to his guards.

Cinderella (Cinderella) has a wonderful personality and an even more wonderful fairy godmother. Aro threatens her in the hopes of making the godmother come to her aid, and once she does he tries to recruit the godmother. Cinderella lives for as long as Aro needs a bargaining chip.

Elsa (Frozen) can create and control ice, though Elsa is prone to emotional outbursts and losing control. Aro recruits her, but keeps a close watch on her for the first few years in case she turns out to be a liability.

Mulan (Mulan) is an able soldier who understands duty and loyalty. People like her will always be useful to a man like Aro. Aro recruits her.

Rapunzel's power came from a flower, and it's a power she appears to have lost. A healing vampire could be immensely useful however, so Aro turns her and she gets a grace period where he tests her rigorously. Let us hope she retained some of that flower power.

Snow White (Snow White and the Seven Dwarves) is blessed with beauty that frankly sounds vampiric. The huntsman defies his orders for her, the dwarves protect her, animals obey her, and the prince falls in love from sight alone. Aro recruits her.

Bonus: Leia Organa (Star Wars**) has the Force. Aro recruits her.

*If Elsa is in the room, Aro may decide to spare Anna so he doesn't alienate Elsa. However, sparing couples in this sense does not seem to be Aro's modus operandi, whenever he encounters a gifted coven member he seems to spare that member only. Most likely, Elsa is told Anna was returned home and the reason she can't see her is because Aro would hate for her to lose control and kill her own sister. And look at that, Anna died in an accident shortly afterwards. Definitely can't see her now.

** As the Star Wars IP is now owned by Disney and Leia is the princess of Alderaan through her adoptive parents and the daughter of a former queen, I say she passes muster for a Disney Princess.

A few final thoughts:

Of all the princesses listed, I think Aurora and Leia are without doubt the most interesting to Aro. Aurora covers everything Snow White can do and would render Volterra virtually untouchable, while Leia could theoretically do anything at all.

#disney princesses #twilight #twilight renaissance #aro #volturi #the volturi #sleeping beauty #snow white #ariel #rapunzel #frozen #elsa #anna #aurora #cinderella #leia organa #star wars #mulan #belle #the beauty and the beast

[elegantwoes]

Contrary to what some might believe the fanon interpretation of Cinderella isn’t the slight they think it is to her. I mean take a look at her situation. If we go by aesthetics of the Disney movie the story takes places in 1800s England, Cinderella’s family estate has been taken over by her stepmother, she’s forced to do unpaid labor the whole day, and though it hasn’t been said out loud it’s likely her education had been put to stop the moment her father died. Meaning Cinderella has no title, no estate, no money, and no formal education. If she tried to run away there would be no resources to help her.

Cinderella is quite literally stuck between a rock and a hard place. The only realistic way that Cinderella could get out of her situation is by marrying and marrying well. So while marrying a prince might not have been Cinderella’s goal when she went to the ball, I think that there’s nothing wrong if that was her intention. In this scenario she does the opposite of what she is accused off (i.e needing to be rescued).

In fact in canon Cinderella saves herself too. The only reason why the fairy godmother comes to her to fulfill her wishes is because she never stopped believing, she literally says that to Cinderella. And the reason why the mice, the birds, and the dog go so hard for her is because she saved them and showed kindness to them first.

So whether in fanon or in canon Cinderella doesn’t need any saving.

#disney #cinderella 1950 #cinderella #princess cinderella #meta ish #just because cinderella doesn’t fit your modern idea what a heroine should be doesn’t mean she’s a heroine altogether #cinderella is amazing #both in canon and in fanon #deal with it

[artist-issues]

It's so evident that Disney is trying to girl-bossify their princesses, which is why the remakes's focus has shifted from the beautiful and timeless values and themes of love, selflessness, sacrifice, faith, kindness, trust, etc. to how they have actually been badass this whole time and how much stuff they can get done on their own and that actually don't need ANY man because that will automatically make them weak, stupid and useless (and they call people who don't think like them misogynistic lol), but that was never the point of their movies. I partly blame the ignorant fools that lambasted the original movies and characters for not being "progressive" enough or whatever nonsensical argument they came up with and accusing them of being bad role models when they clearly aren't. What Disney is doing is some sort of "damage control" and "apology" for not depicting how kickass a young woman can be or whatever. It saddens me that this is where Disney is at. They discard timeless and beautiful storytelling and themes for modern, performative ideologies.

Correct. I’ve said this somewhere else, too, I think, but they should never have tried to “improve” or change who their characters are. They should have simply doubled down.

That’s what they did with Cinderella 2015. Everyone criticizes Cinderella for not standing up to the evil stepfamily and rescuing herself; proving that they never understood that Cinderella’s superpower was her kindness. So in 2015, Disney said, “no, look, we’ll tell the story again, and this time pay attention to the kindness.”

They didn’t give her a rapier wit to put her stepmother in her place.

They didn’t add in a legal contract that forces Cinderella to stay so everyone knows she’d “leave if she could.”

They didn’t even make Cinderella fight her way out of her situation, in any way. Or convince the Prince to find her.

They just doubled down on the kindness and showed off, even more carefully, who Cinderella is and always was, regardless of whether or not her critics saw it.

But the other Princesses? They re-wrote. Belle’s no longer self-sacrificial: she “will escape!” her oath to take her father’s place. Jasmine’s no longer trusting and longing to be free: she wants to be Sultan. Ariel’s no longer doing everything out of love and faith: she’s doing it all for herself, so she can be independent.

You’re right, it’s all Disney holding up their hands and saying, “sorry sorry, we got it wrong the first time, what was it you wanted again?” And in 5 years, when the values of our culture shift again (like they always do, because they’re never rooted in a timeless moral standard, just whatever we want in the moment) the remakes will be considered inadequate. Their Princesses will be criticized, and round and round we go.

People are still criticizing Cinderella 2015 for the same core reasons they never liked any version of Cinderella (except for “Ever After” 🙄). Disney needs to remember: that just doesn’t matter. Let them be wrong. Truth will always stand the test of time. Pandering never does.

#Cinderella 2015 #Cinderella #the little mermaid #live action little mermaid #Aladdin #live action remakes #beauty and the beast #Belle

[farahtissaiamyloves]

Arranged Marriage

First of all, thank you for the 100 followers !!! It really means a lot to me knowing that you enjoy my stories that much ! Anyway, enjoy.

Part 2

It was annoying.

Marriage Is supposed to be sacred.

At least for the evers.

Yet, after the union of the schools, everybody had been searching for more ways to straighten this bond.

And, unfortunately, one of them was you. 

Or rather, your arranged marriage with the dean of evil.

Everybody, including your parents, found the idea of you, one of the most prominent evers, to marry your evil equivalent.

It hurt you.

You always imagined how would you fall in love with a pretty princess, such as yourself, or a handsome and muscular prince who would fall on one knee to ask for your hand.

Who would, with no hesitation, declare his love for you.

Who would whisper sweet nothings in your ear.

Who would hold you close and worship you.

You saw every and each of your fantasies evaporating in your wedding ceremony.

Lady Lesso couldn't even muster the strength to lay her eyes on you.

You couldn't imagine how disgusted she must have been feeling at that moment.

You still remembered her frown as she placed a ring on your finger and sweared her undying love toward you.

You still remembered how you reciprocated the vow with an emotionless face.

You couldn't stand the idea of your partner, your companion for the rest of your life, to be unable to love you for who you were and was only presenting herself alongside you in formal events.

There were many drawbacks in your marriage.

You weren't only tasked to become a professor at the school, but was also forced to live in the same quarters as the Dean herself.

There wasn't much space.

Lesso had complained endlessly about your clothes.

You had so many.

Yet, you left most of your clothes back home.

But the main disadvantage, except the lack of space for all of your wardrobe, was the fact that you were sleeping on the same bed.

Lesso proved to be unable to sleep on the couch, her bad knee wasn't resting enough or something.

And you had a small problem with your back; you were barely able to walk, much less fakesmile at the morning.

After two months of your marriage, Lesso thought that it was finally time for you learning her true name.

You cursed her that day. You lost yourself that day.

Your little, polite, ever behavior left you as you were shouting at her that it was unacceptable for her wife to learn her true name after two months of marriage.

Leonora seemed a bit hurt but mainly speechless.

After talking her off, you left your rooms slamming the door shut behind you.

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You came back at three at the morning. You thought that Lesso would have fallen asleep by that time.

You were wrong.

She had been pacing around the room; waiting for you.

You glanced at her.

She glanced back at you.

None of you said anything as you prepared yourselves for bed.

You did nothing to hide your anger toward her.

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Time flew by.

Two months became three, and four, and then five.

You attended an other formal event with your wife.

Leonora, who was too bored to talk to other people, ended up spending her time with Dovey as you went to the bar to grab your drinks.

You ordered some whiskey for the bartender, because there was no way Leonora or Leo as she had allowed you to call her would survive the rest of the night without having consumed a strong dose of alcohol.

You ordered for yourself a glass of champagne as the true, pureblood, evers would do.

" Well, well, look who we have here. " A voice from behind startled you.

You froze recognizing the owner of it.

You swallowed hard turning to look at the Prince standing before you.

" Finally, out of the witch's reach, I see. " Philip commented throwing a disgusted look at your wife.

Leonora was standing awkwardly next to Emma as she waited for Dovey to finish her conversation with her beloved Cinderella.

You rolled your eyes at him refocusing on the barman who was preparing your drinks.

Hopefully, he would have them ready soon enough.

" Don't you think that you had ignored me for long enough ? " Your ex insisted.

You sighed wishing for Leonora to have been with you.

Even if she was disgusted with you, she never had never said or shown the slightest proof of that, you just thought that it would probably be true, she would never, EVER, allow to him or any of your past relationships to approach you.

You still remembered how she reacted meeting Andreas and the two of you hadn't lasted for more than a month; you preferred to keep in touch, though, because he was a good friend.

But this. This man.

He had been the definition of toxic in the past.

Leonora, who was giving death sentences to literally everyone who was causing you the slightest irritation, had promised you that she would get rid of the guy in the future.

Both Philip and Leonora were obsessive and jealous when someone was looking at you more than the usual.

But Leonora wasn't... she wasn't doing this at the extent of making you feel uncomfortable, she was just trying to show to everyone that you were married and no longer available for love confessions.

The bartender handed you your champagne but still no whiskey.

You thanked him politely before returning your attention to your former lover.

" Don't ever offend my wife in front of me, again... We don't want to give her reasons to cut your tongue, now, do we ? " You proceeded into a thread.

You knew better than anyone how manipulative Philip could become if you wouldn't cut him off from the very beginning.

He raised an eyebrow at you and took a step closer. " I would like to see her trying. "

And that was the moment, Lesso's head snapped toward your direction.

Both Emma and Dovey had found their partners and were currently dancing with them.

Leonora's eyes widened realizing to whom were you speaking.

Murder time.

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You couldn't believe it ! 

He didn't even blink when he said that.

He truly believed that Lesso wasn't capable of hurting him.

You wanted to laugh at him.

You had heard many never students talking about the well-known Doom Room.

He didn't know what was coming for him.

The barman finally gave you the glass of whiskey.

You smiled at him taking the glass in your free hand.

You then turned to fakesmile at Philip. " Have a nice evening. I hope that I'll never see you again. " 

You told him and quickly turned to leave.

As your head turned, you locked eye contact with your wife.

Leonora was walking to you.

You did two step toward her.

Then, you saw her eyes suddenly widen.

A moment afterward, a hand from behind wrapped around your stomach, pulling your body backwards.

You gasped as you felt some champagne falling on your dress.

Your eyes immediately fell down on your dress.

It was one of your favorites.

If only you knew in advance...

You would have worn an other one...

" You are not going anywhere, little one. " Philip whispered next to your ear.

" You are mine. " He added aggressively.

You paled realizing that he wasn't letting you go.

Leonora, who was one the other side of the room two seconds ago, was on your side.

" I don't like people touching what's mine. You either back down now or I'll cut off your hands right here, right now. " Lesso threatened with the most frightening and deadly expression you have ever seen her using on someone.

At the extremely terrorizing statement did Philip's grip on you loosened.

You pulled away, quickly placing the drinks on the bar before hiding yourself behind your wife.

Leonora was scary, she was scaring even you; you couldn't imagine how scared must Philip feel.

She was at the verge of fuming.

Leonora pushed Philip away from both of you with her cane.  

Philip lost his balance due to the unexpected pressure and fell backwards, his back hit the bar.

Leonora kept her cane up, threatening him and forcing him to back down.

" Look at her, speak to her, touch her and you will be a dead man. " She concluded.

You frowned.

You really thought that Leonora was to kill him right on that spot.

But instead, she took your hand in hers and walked out of the huge room hosting one of the most magnificent balls you would attend that year.

Leonora led you to the bathroom.

You both got inside and the dean locked the door behind you.

Leonora was pacing around the bathroom as you tried your best to clean your dress.

" How dare he. " Leonora said angrily.

You knew that she wasn't talking to you, or anyone in particular; she was used in cursing other people out loud.

You sighed when you finally gave up.

Your dress was ruined.

Your favorite dress was ruined.

Generally speaking,  you loved all of your clothes.

And having just experienced the ruining of one of your favorites... it was as if you forced Lesso to watch a fire destroying her beloved Doom Room.

Leonora turned to look at you.

Your eyes were looking down at your dress with the saddest facial expression she has ever seen in your face.

" We can have another tailored for you. We can order for it to be exactly like this one. " Lesso assured you approaching you.

You looked up at her. Your teary eyes locked with your wife's. " You mean it ? "

Leonora placed her hands on your shoulders in an attempt to calm you down. " Of course. "

You took a shaky breath. " So... you are not disgusted by me, right ? Or my love for clothes ? "

The woman frowned. Her hand snaked on your cheek.

The never connected your foreheads. " I know that... we weren't given a choice, but that doesn't mean that we can't give it a try. "

You stopped breathing for some moments, replaying and processing her words in your mind.

Then, out of the blue, you wrapped your hands around her neck.

You pressed your lips against hers.

Leonora reciprocated your kiss with no hesitation.

The two of you kissed like it was the last time you would ever get the chance to do that.

When you pulled away to breathe, you rested your head on her shoulder.

Leonora's hands, which had found their way around your back, tightened around you, pushing your body against hers.

" Can we go home, now ? I can't present myself with a dress in this condition. " You caressed her cheek with your nose and kissed her cheek.

Leonora smirked down at you. " Can't wait to go to bed, do you ? "

You raised an eyebrow not understanding what she meant. " No, I just don't want to be seen like that. "

Leonora rolled her eyes playfully. " Darling. " 

The woman smiled at you thinking that your naivety was extremely cute.

How easily could someone manipulate you...

Not on her watch.

" People don't only use beds for sleeping, princess. " The dean winked at you.

Your eyes widened and a blush appeared in your cheeks after finally realizing what she meant.

" Ummmm. You gonna be soft, right ? " You asked her.

Leonora bited her lower lip in order to contain the smirk which was to form on her lips.

" Right ? "

#charlize theron #charlizeafrica #lady lesso x reader #lady leonora lesso x reader #lady leonora lesso #lady lesso #school for good and evil movie #the school of good and evil #sge #sge movie #sge netflix #lgbtq

[aphroditesmoon]

bejeweled

jacaerys velaryon x cinderella!reader

(south asian/east asian coded reader)

a/n: reader's description is not detailed much so u can read this regardless of race, but the reader is heavily inspired by bridgerton's Edwina Sharma vibes<3

warnings: NSFW (minors dni!!), child neglect (?)

°°°°

“Familiarity breeds contempt,

don't put me in the basement

when I want the penthouse of your heart”

•••••

Your hands were rough from washings and scrubbing, yet despite all the hardenings of your will throughout the years, your heart remains soft, an abandoned house neatly waiting for the right householder to enter and brush of it's dusts and polish you whole again.

Tonight you will attend the royal ball hosted by the Queen Rhaenyra in honor of the prince Jacaerys' 9 and 10th name day. You've brought out your prettiest dress and ironed it last night, it wasn't much but it's there.

The burden of today's chores felt lightened as you fantasize of what's to come tonight, not that you were expecting anyone to notice you there, but the idea of being in an actual palace and to blend with such crowd excited you nonetheless.

The sound of laughter and chatter of your sisters started to die down into a nervous silence, you hear Katya's footstep nearing you.

"what the fuck is this?" Her voice sharp, making you flinch. You rise up from the soapy bathroom floor to look at her, holding up your pink floral dress.

"That's my dress. For tonight." You explained with a nervous smile. this wasn't going to end well.

Her eyes widened and she scoffed loud. "Sweetheart, you're not going tonight. Who do you think will have to clean the basement and polish our shoes?" She asks with fake sympathy.

"no-I- I've already cleaned the basement this morning, and everyone's shoes is polished, you can see for yourself".

her mocking look turns angry as she lunges at you gripping your left wrist. "Listen to me you dog, you will not attend tonight's ball with your pathetic excuse of a dress and worn out boots like some farmer and embarass us." She seethed in your face.

Katya had always been the meanest of two of your stepsister's, but her aggressiveness has never not caught you off guard.

You could do nothing but nod, too stunned, trying to break free of her hold on your arm.

She releases you finally and lifts the dress up, an devious look in her eyes as she scans it.

"Safiya." she calls out to her sister who was already descending the staircase. "Gods, is that what you're wearing? Not judging, just try not to talk to me the whole night I guess?" The younger of the two teases, pushing off her auburn bangs behind.

"No you fool." Katya snapped. "It's the girl's. She thinks she has a chance to go with us tonight" She giggled out. Safiya mouth twisted into a mocking shape of trying to hold in her own laughter. She snorted out loud and snatched the dress from her sister.

"Did you make this, [name]?" You nod feeling yourself tremble as you squeeze your fingers together.

"hm"

Her hand reaches the middle of the dress and rips through the fabric.

"NO!" You bursted out, tears exploding as you try to grasp through your dress, being held back by Katya.

"Why not? it's not like you'll need it anyways, you're not leaving this house" She laughed out continuing to pull out the golden beads woven into the dress.

Katya pushed you off and you fell alongside the ruined dress that was later thrown on you.

They side eyed you and slammed the door as they left and all hope died that moment.

The house of your heart feels like it's lost it's key and you're banging on the door for someone to break through to help you break free. Nothing's ever worked in your favor, as if the gods had simply forgotten you were there and now you're lost to navigate a fate-less life.

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When your father died, you had promised him to protect your little sister Sanjhanaa at all cost. That oath was forced to be broken when she has contracted the fast spreading fever.

You weren't just truly alone to the mercy of the wolves, but even the memories of her and your mother was ripped from you. Your stepmother and sisters had repainted and redid everything in your house, throwing out every remainding object that had belonged to your family. You weren't even allowed to sleep in your own room or your sister's.

No, they had made you sleep in the kitchen by the cinder. A cruel joke.

You were tired of their jokes. You'll show them you know how to have a good time to, They aren't the only ones with such wicked humour.

It's been 20 minutes since they've left the house, the sky already dark, you were sure now you're alone as you push out a small box under broken staircases in the basement.

Your mother's wedding dress was still in tact. A vibrant rose gold colour with embroided roses and wovened diamonds on the stunning lehenga dress.

Mother has always been such a tall woman, I wonder if it'd be too big for me.

The lehenga fit you as if you were born to wear it. Your feet was covered by the fabric as you're still much shorter than your mother but the build of it had complimented your shape and the colours, your skin.

You feel the urge to cry then, to sob your lungs out. Do I deserve this? such memorable piece of garment for a night out in 17 years I've been alive? Does this pleasure and thrill I feel in this dress something I deserve?,

You brushed off your anxiety and tears then.

Enough is enough, you had let them take everything from you. This is the one thing they can only have over your dead body. The hope that still burns in you.

You smash through the locks of the door with a hammer and push the door open.

The moon was bright tonight, as if accompanying you for your little journey. You hold your dress up and you walk as fast as you can with you toe opened slippers towards the palace of your dreams.

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As much as this celebration was meant got his birthday, he also knew it's just a farce. This whole thing was set up for him to find a w future wife. The Ballroom was filled with lords and ladies from various honorable houses, ready to present themselves at his mother's feet. Jacaerys would do his best to find a match worthy of his family, but so far they've all been ass kissing cunning self benefitter presenting themselves to him.

He wants an alliance that would care for the name of his house as much as their own. After all, his future wife would be his future queen, he would not repeat his grandsire's mistake.

He excuses himself from the current lord trying to persuade him to get to know his daughters, claiming to feel a bit sick, he rushes out the garden to get some air.

He loses the buttons on his coat with red and blue colours, golden embroidery of dragons woven in, the colours of house Targaryen and Velaryon as one.

As he's about to walk in he stops at a halt, noticing a person by the side of the entrance, peeking inside.

She was dressed in such bright colours of pink and dazzling sparkles and beads decorating it. He's never seen a dress so uniquely made, nor has he seen anyone so beautifully created.

The girl had her hair up in messy braids, neatly placed despite not so intricately put.

She seems to be waiting for someone, or something, not entering the feast inside.

He notices her shaking legs and nervous eyes and decided to give it a go.

"Waiting for someone?" His voice louder than intended and he cursed himself in his head for that as she jumps, startled.

She doesn't say anything and just shook her head at him.

"Then why aren't you inside? You must be cold in such weather, come one-" He offers her his arm and a warm smile, hoping it'd calm her down.

She looked at him like she's never see another human being before. And he couldn't tell I he was wary or curious of her, perhaps both. Either way, he intended to get to know her.

She slowly lets their arms tangle and walk inside with him.

No one noticed them at first, and no doubt it would make her uncomfortable when they did, with such awkward being she is, he thought.

"I haven't gotten your name, It would do me great pleasure to know so, if you wouldn't mind" he asks her.

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You give him your name, trying with all your might to hide the nervousness in you voice. A failure it seemed when your voice squeaked and he beamed at you.

You weren't stupid, even if you haven't been out for years except for groceries, you had recognize the colours in his clothes, he was a Velaryon prince and the son of the queen Rhaenyra.

When you prayed for a handsome face for the night and a pair of nice shoes, you didn't think your wishes would be responded with the prince walking hand in hand with you in the ball while you're in your mother's wedding lehenga.

Every step you take since you've walked in the palace had been a dream, one you've never imagines yourself to be in.

The prince had been patient with your shyness, inquiring you of your house name and family. You told him nothing of lies, For you came without expectations, you didn't need to reach some sort of one for the night.

He seems confused when you told him your house name but doesn't question anything.

"I'm not a good dancer I fear" You speak out softly when he asks u for a dance. He jist shrugged grinning from ear to ear.

"me neither, guess we'll figure it out together."

You were so distracted with trying not to stomp on his feet and laughing through the dance you hadn't realized people were switching partners. He wouldn't let you dance with anyone else though.

"You're a fast learner I'd say, faster than me at least, I mean I've been doing this for 15 years and yet-"

His words was cut off as he felt a presence behind him taking him off guard.

Your smile slipped off completely, replaced by a guarded look. He notices how your fingers tighten over his.

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How in hell did you forgot your stepsisters and stepmother was here.

They masked their rage with charming smiles, introducing themselves to the prince, as your family.

The prince Jacaerys had a suspicious expression as he brush it off and politely exchange niceties with them.

"I would, like to have a word with my daughter if you will, my prince " Your stepmother requests. "Of course, I'll be here waiting " He nods for you to be excused.

So he's expecting you to come back to him then.

As your stepmother's grip on your hand bruises, your heart beats fast with fear of what she'd do to you.

"What the fuck, were you thinking?" She seethed, backing you into a wall, her eyes throwing daggers.

"I just wanted to have one night out, one ni-"

"Well you got it, That's fucking it. If you think I'll ever let you out of my sight after this than think again you brat." She snapped at you. You could feel your eyes fill again.

All the hazy fantasy of the night had broke it's magic on you, reality hits and you realize this was it.

You nod vigorously knowing better than to fight her.

As she pushes you away, telling you to enjoy the night while it lasted, you wipe your tears off with your knuckles and fix your composure to walk back towards your prince.

What a sight to be seen, His hands on Katya's, Their feet moves with the beat and how she gracefully moves them, never once stepping on his shoes.

Your breath hitched and you slowly move step by step behind before he notices you and run out to through the entrance you had entered from before.

As the moonlight lights up the garden you sit in, You let yourself drown in the sobs you've been holding in the whole night.

You reminded yourself this was what you wanted, and this is what you got. Of course they'd see you and of course he would forget you as soon as he saw your stepsisters.

You were only the sky for their stars to lay place on, the staircase they use to ascend. A background character in everyone's story, even your own.

You find yourself alert as you hear rushing footsteps towards you and immediately rush to dab the redness of your face off.

He calls out your name breathless like he's been running and sighed relieved when you look back at him acknowledging him and sits next to you at the bench.

"I thought I lost you there [name]" He says with the adorable smile of his.

His look of joy turned into worry when he notices how blue you looked. He places one arm on your shoulder and the other holding your chin to look at him. "What happened?"

You try to pull his hand off but he only brought your face closer. "Nothing-"

"No it's something, what happened, what did she say- It was her wasn't it?" His concern unwavering as he pushes you to speak.

"I- it's fine, She's just upset, I wasn't supposed to be here tonight, I disobeyed her." Your voice becomes lower and you look away from his eyes.

Understanding slowly filled him. "You're not her daughter really aren't you?"

When you nod he lets out a heavy breath. "I knew the lord had remarried but I couldn't tell if you were his from the first wife or the second- well" You didn't say anything, giving him time to let everything sink in.

"You don't have to tell me anything, but whatever she's doing to you, she shouldn't have that kind of hold over you. I'm taking you to my mother, we'll figure it out and-"

Your head snaps at his direction and your eyes widen horrified as you push him off and stood up.

"No- Wha- why would you do that?" You asked bewildered. "Why wouldn't I?"

Your confusion only increases. "This is my fate my prince, You don't have to try and save me like I'm some damsel-" getting your point, he cuts you off just as fast.

"I'm not trying to save you, I'm not doing this for you either. I'm doing this for me because as much as I see myself an honorable man, my selfishness wins this round againts my sense of duty, the whole night I'm pressured to find someone I'm willing to put through a life of loveless marriage and political schemes,

-but I want none of that. I want you. From the moment I saw you through the entrance, and I want all that comes with you, be it if the only parts of yourself you'll let me have is your stubbornness, I'll take what I can get and I'll give anything you ask of me."

His rant was so loud you weren't suprised if the whole palace had heard him, His chest was heaving from his long ramble and his hand hold yours refusing to let them go in fear you'll leave.

You couldn't if you want to, your feet was failing you as much as your words.

You could only stare at him.

And when his hand moves from your palms to your cheek, you let him pull your face to him, closing his mouth to yours.

His lips tasted like wine and grapes and you push yours deeper to taste more of him.

Your eagerness has him groaning into the kiss as his hands move to your waist and your bodies melt into eachother.

He sucks your bottom lip making you gaso and he takes the opportunity to shove his tongue inside your mouth meeting yours.

You've never kissed a man, hesitantly you copy his movements, letting your tongue fight with his.

He has you backed away and pinned on a tree minutes after. His mouth continuing it's assault on your neck, one hand on your waist, and the other on your breast, squeezing it making you moan and arch your back againts the wood. Your hands in his hair pushing him deeper to your skin.

Your whines and his groans were the only thing could be heard further behind the gardens where no one thankfully entered.

You understood now why men would kill for love and women were willing to die for it. If this was only a glimpse of it, You wonder what a lifelong future looked like.

You've had your the skirt of your lehenga lifted as your legs wrap around him, feeling him grind over you, gripping your hips and pushing down your too to suck in your cleavage.

You were on cloud 9.

You couldn't help but push your hips back on his hardness as you feel your cunt clench on nothing.

You whimpered as his lips move to suck on your nipple as you pull his hair stronger.

He bites on them before lapping on it to soothe the pain and continuing to suck on it as if he couldn't get drunk enough on your skin.

You could feel the material of the tree scratching your lehenga and skin of your back but if anything, in only intensified your pleasure instead of pain.

You whined at the loss of contact as he sets you downs removing his head from your chest, though the suffering barely lasted as he kneels down in front of you and swung your left leg over his shoulder, slightly lifting your skirt and disappearing inside of them.

You didn't have anytime to ask questions as You feel his hands grip your ass an pulling your thighs apart.

Leaning your head back, trusting his hold on you You let out an erotic moan as you feel his tongue shove itself through your cunt like it did with your mouths moments before.

Your arms move to wrap behind on the tree your backed on as your eyes roll back at the feeling of him moving to kitten lick your folds.

You were grinding on his face now, one of the hands on the tree moves to hold his head through the fabric of your dress.

He switches from licking and sucking on your clit making you bite your lip hard to not scream out.

All hells broke lose when He pushes you deeper in his face with his hands still on your ass, gripping and bruising it as he pushes his nose deep in your cunt and sucked on your bundle of nerves.

Riding his nose as his tongue laps at you, You let out an unearthly scream you couldn't hold back as you clench on his face, still grinding and squeezing it with your thighs, riding him through your orgasm.

He fucks you with his mouth through your high until you calmed down.

As your hold on his head loosens, he leaves the heaven of your legs and rises up, fixing your dress as he does.

He leans his forehead on yours, giving a mischievous smile meeting your high gaze.

"Marry me" He breathes out softly.

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