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cepheusgalaxy · 9 months

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Snow White Worldbuilding

Araxacy's (pronounce: a-ra-shaa-cy), Snow White's kingdom, lore

Royal family wears lots of red, blue, yellow, purple and black. Red because it means sunrise, blue representing the sky, yellow representing gold, purple representing noblety in general, and black representing wealth and prosperity

Along with white, because white is an easy color to make for clothes, so everybody uses, including the royal family

Araxacy comes from tupi (an indigenous languages spoken here in the brazilian territory that influenced lots of our language), "araxá" (pronounced a-ra-shaa), "the place where sun rises" and "cy", "the mother", so the place's name means "mother of sunrise". I made it up, actually. Many cities and states here are named with tupi words so i wanted to use it in my story. It has this name because it has a really hight mountaint there, where the royal palace is, and the sunrise seen from there is gorgeous

The society is inspired in ancient Europe, but I'm inserting my own culture here (sincerely, who cares it's fantasy worldbuilding)

And since brazilian culture also has lots of influence of African culture too... oh, well...

Patterns are largely used by the people, and patterns along with lots of jelwery and gold are only used by noblety. Like, many many gold.

Servants in the palace usually use simple colors, like white and black, along with some jelwery to show their position

Gender roles aren't really enforced there, though this is a really queerphobic society. Hairstyles are plenty: Bald heads, buzzcuts, 50's curls, long braids, all for both woman and man

Woman can also rule their own territorries, like duchesses and marquises, but for the Throne, usually it is a couple that rules, because ruling a whole country alone is hard af

Prejudices: Mostly, queerphobia and ableism. A little elitism too. There is not mysoginy or racism in this setting.

random, but people also don't use much makeup here

#my wips #snow white #my writing #fantasy lore #non magical #snow white tag

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afrenchaugurey · 9 months

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Just something I quickly translated this morning, from my modern non magical AU WIP

(because of a Twitter conversation)

Tina’s thoughts were brought to a standstill when she stumbled over a taut string, as if a shackle had come to coil around her calf, a vine drawing her to the ground. Try as she might, she couldn’t win her fight against gravity, and after a fall back, seeming as never-ending as inevitable, her buttock met a huge puddle.

A dog was frolicking around her, yapping, as he had known her forever. She could see a sparkling mischief in his dark iris, a joyful and communicative scintillation.

Although short-legged, he dominated her from all his height.

From below, his wet, wiggling nose appeared gigantic, as well as his tongue, which crashed on her cheek, while his tail was energetically wagging like the blade of a fan.

With horror, all around her, the young woman noticed that all her belongings floated, skiffs in distress, their sinking imminent.

"Bad dog, you’re such a bad dog!" she whispered to the mutt, though her voice hid a smile.

During her – completely unconvincing (and unconvinced) – tirade, the imposing-from-here sooty figure with only a thin white line on the bridge of his nose had vanished from her field of view. That’s when an abundant shower surprised Tina, soaking her even more. But this rain was coming from … the ground?

A hoarse breathing, a steady lapping accompanied the drops’ crystalline tinkling, and made her eyebrow rise in a circumflex accent. The pup’ had dove! And she wasn’t in a puddle. No, the dog had toppled her into the fountain!

Her brow wrinkled and her mouth tight, her eyes – however – gleamed with joy. Tina bit her lip to repress a laugh, this burst that tickled her stomach and titillated her zygomatics. The break was close, but she didn’t want to give that satisfaction to the irresponsible and incompetent person that was supposed to act as a guardian for this dog. No, this individual would be reprimanded. His pet could have encountered a car instead of her, or severely hurt an elderly person. And it was all his owner’s fault!

That said, looking at this – visibly proud of himself – charcoal troublemaker as he swam to his heart’s content, circling her, spattering her with his paws, charming her with his shiny eyes, could only make her melt.

(She just had to stop thinking about his guardian’s attitude. For God’s sake, they weren’t even in the area! She felt so mad at them!)

The memories from a previous collision, this “BANG” that had led her to her destiny, flocked in her head, as vivid as in the first day. The lack dug its burrow in her chest instantly, reviving the latent pain intensely.

She had to be cursed, it wasn’t possible, she was telling herself, when another – snowy – form hurtled as quick as the speed of light.

#fantastic beasts fanfiction #tina goldstein #teddy #is a dog not a niffler #non magical #but always chaotic #newtina #fic : return to life

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desolationlesbian · 7 months

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still the funniest plot point in all of pmmm that Homura Akemi is a 14 year old magical girl who realized that her sparkly transformation sequence did not come with a cutesy custom weapon like everyone else's so she just went online and googled "how to build a bomb"

#and so now everyone else is fighting with bespoke magical thematically-and-aesthetically significant #swords and spears and elegant floral bows that shoot magic light arrows #and Homura is standing right next to them and pulls out a very real and non-magical glock. that she stole with time magic #madoka magica

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fantastic-nonsense · 2 months

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one of my favorite headcanons is that the people of Gotham originally thought Batman was an urban legend not just because Bruce was good at sneaking around and pretending to be a shadow in the night early on, but also because they live in an insanely cursed city, heard "shadowed wraith beats up criminals and leaves them for the police to find," and went "yeah that tracks. it's Gotham, ghosts fighting crime is totally believable"

#dc comics #batman #bruce wayne #gotham is canonically cursed in like 7 different ways and has a huge magical presence #gotham's non-criminal element simply adjusted their expectations and so didn't note Bruce as weird

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jq37 · 4 months

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Sam in Misfits and Magic immediately hitting one of Evan's demons back with "OK but Evan is a minor so any agreement you made with him is invalid," retroactively makes a lot more sense with the Mentopolis knowledge that Danielle Radford was a paralegal.

#dimension 20 #misfits and magic #mismag #i'm watching a compilation vid of mismag clips #and I was like OHHHHHH #not that a non legal professional couldn't know that obv #but she would DEF know that very quickly #mentopolis

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fifthnailinstevesbat · 3 days

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after the events of season 4, steve just wanting SO BADLY to be friends with eddie. just LOVING the idea of them getting closer and having eddie as a friend because hell yeah! a close male friendship with someone that is actually my age, and who i don’t have a weird history with involving bruised eyes and love triangles? count me IN! and eddie is FUN, he is actually hilarious! the way they share the same glances of understanding when dustin is being an absolute shit head, rambling on and on about some obscure topic, expecting everyone to always be on the exact same page as him. of course. and, although steve suspects that eddie actually probably is keeping up with everything dustin says, much better than he ever could, he knows that above it all eddie can appreciate the antics for what they are, and roll his eyes with steve at dustin, i concur, you dustin henderson, are a total butthead.

steve just about junps RIGHT IN to being friends with eddie. hey man, what’cha up to tonight? wanna watch a movie? get drunk, smoke a bit? hey eddie, how have you been, man? he starts calling eddie up on the phone regularly just to check in, shoot the shit, he loves it! he loves having this new friendship with eddie munson and he loves how much the other boy has surprised him with how much he actually enjoys being around him. he’s not a freak, really, well ok maybe he is a little bit, but only in the best ways. he’s kind, thoughtful, and is always looking out for the people he cares about, which is something steve can really respect in a dude. but he’s also so funny? steve never could’ve anticipated just how much eddie has managed to make him genuinely LAUGH over their short amount of time spent together. and he’s really, out there? with the way he presents himself, the way he takes up space with these big THEATRICAL movements, leaving no room for regret or shame or god forbid embarrassment. steve isn’t even sure munson is capable of feeling it at all.

eddie munson is a good dude, and steve could use a bit more of that kind of person around him. he loves all of his friends, the weird little bonded family he’s found himself apart of, and they are all good people, but it never hurts to have afew more added in here and there. it never hurts to know there are more good people out there to find.

so steve is all over eddie, it seems.

at least, from where eddie is standing. nobody else seems as phased as eddie does at this sudden change in steve’s demeanour, in his interest in what eddie munson spends his time doing these days. it seems like, to everyone else, to steve, it’s just a natural progression in their relationship, after being sort of role model figures to the same group of kids, both being the two single dudes, who fought the same monsters together last spring, it seems nobody questions too much that they’d start casually hanging around eachother more. especially since eddie has found himself to fit into his own special spot as one of the group now after it all, after he unwillingly became tangled in this whole upsidedown-superpowers-supernatural-monsters and demons debacle, and tangled quite dramatically at that, the rest of the group that’s been with this since the beginning seemed to find no trouble in taking him in and seeing him as “one of them” now.

so, steve asking eddie to smoke, to watch movies, to go for a drive with no real end destination, it’s not really something that earns them too many double takes. dustin makes a comment or two in the beginning, because steve since when did you like hanging out with eddie? you guys are like so opposite, you don’t like any of the same stuff he does? and steve barely gives a shrug and a dismissive yeah yeah whatever man in response, with a signature eye roll, and dustin had said it seemingly also not too seriously, poking fun at steve wherever he can, not really meaning anything by it, as he fidgets around and rambles in the backseat of steve’s car, eddie riding up front. after that, though, he’s dropped it. it’s never brought up again. part of eddie thinks, too, that dustin would actually be enjoying that his two older friends are becoming friends themselves.

robin seems to be the only other person to look a bit harder at their situation, lingering stares at their interactions, all squinted eyes and eyebrows raised, though from her all this seems to be almost always and only ever directed at steve. eddie’s not sure what to make of that. isn’t he the weird one? i mean, he’s the one that stands out, right? he’s the odd denominator that makes their friendship strange. why would steve harrington want to hang out with Him? HIM? but robin doesn’t spend her time studying eddie to try and search for what about him could possibly have piqued the interest of cherished steven harrington, no, shes always looking at steve. like she’s seeing him differently, almost. eddie doesn’t even think that steve notices it, either, because he doesn’t seem to be questioning or doubting anything odd or strange or out of the ordinary with their newfound time spent together. and maybe, maybe robin is seeing him differently. eddie knows he definitely has been. seeing him more, intensely. deeply. human. seeing the person that steve is, as just steve, not this idealised version of a boy that eddies starting to question ever really even existed at all, or if everyone around him just needed to believe that he did, and who was steve if not happy to comply to the wants of the people around him for who he should be?

eddie likes having steve as his friend, too. don’t get it twisted. he loves how unexpectedly expressive steve is about everything, even really small things. steve LOVES to raise his voice, rest a hand on his popped hip, scolding the kids for something stupid with no real heat or malice behind it. and steve is, like, kinda bitchy too. eddie knew he had the capacity to be a real asshole when he wanted to be, that’s all he knew steve for back in the day, when he was back in high school, hanging around tommy h and the basketball boys, the jocks. eddie would spend his days hearing only whispers and gossip in the hallways of the parties at king steve’s house and the fights king steve had started and won on the court or out in the fields, only ever getting as close as a shove into a locker with the guy at the time, but eddie knew how it could go. he knew all about what steve had done to jonathan, what he’d said to him, the words he’d used. eddie knew it all. he’d seen enough, and been through enough himself, to know how these guys acted in response to guys like him, like jonathan, people who were lower on the social food chain. so, eddie knew about steve’s “mean streak”, if you will, but this kind of snarky bitchiness was something new to him. harrington was almost, sassy, when he wanted to be. it was less so cruel and more just, just sass. if he’s being completely honest it kind of blew eddie away, at first. he thought steve was one of those dull headed jocks who thought with their fists more than their actual brains, but that couldn’t have been farther from the truth. steve’s insults were well thought out, they were FUNNY, he was smart with his words. and silly. oh my god steve harrington could be so fucking silly, real honest to god goofball when the moment called for it, when he felt comfortable enough. eddie had caught on multiple occasions steve mimicking lightsabers to play fight with dustin, or the stupid fucking shit he would do or say just to make robin laugh, singing along to a song playing on the radio with a funny voice.

it was all a little, intoxicating, to watch. eddie didn’t know what gave him the right to be in on this now, to get to see this side of steve and better yet to be at the other end of some of his best qualities. it was fun, all the time they spent together, but there was always something else tugging inside eddie everytime they spent close time together, too. something, he knew steve wasn’t aware of. something he knew steve wasn’t equipped to deal with. something he knew, was him. was him, making things something more than they should be, because, nobody seemed to be questioning that they could become friends, so why ruin that? why disrupt it?

- robin and steve

“Steve.”

“-but then like, it wasn’t that I didn’t want to watch it I just thought, hey, y’know, let’s try something different for a change, but then he- oh my god he honest to god TACKLED ME Robin — I mean, it was so fucking funny and it happened so quick — and all over a fucking Tom Cruise movie-“

“STEVE.” Robin lightly slammed a hand onto the counter. She had been standing behind it for no short of 20 minutes, watching Steve as he paced around, supposed to be stacking tapes onto shelves, but ended up spending the whole time going on and on, and ON, about how movie night went with Eddie last night. She thought she was bad…

Steve jumped, almost running into a shelf and knocking down his hard work, and seemed to snap out of whatever trance he had found himself in after starting to tell Robin a story about something funny Eddie had done last night.

“Shit, sorry. Sorry, what were you saying? Were you- were you saying something?”

To this, Robin just rolls her eyes and let’s out a laugh, “You, sir, are goddamn hopeless.”

“Sorry. How long was I talking for?” Steve wandered his way over to lean his arms onto the counter from the opposite side.

“Oh, I dunno Steve, just about half an HOUR?”

“That is an over exaggeration Robin, it’s only been like-“

“Honestly, man, i’m concerned for you. You are like next level OBSESSED with Eddie. Eddie Munson. You do realise this right??? You are obsessed with him, Steve.”

To this Steve sputters, lazily waving his hands back and forth.

“No, Robin, what the hell are you talking about? I am not OBSESSED. No need to be jealous, alright, Stevie-Boy here can have more than one friend. Your spot in my heart isn’t any less special now that it’s beginning to be shared by another.” He bats his eyelashes up at her, holding both hands over his chest as if to cradle his heart.

“Oh my GOD! You even SOUND LIKE HIM!”, she playfully slaps his shoulder. “Steve. You are obsessed.”

“I am not obsessed! He’s just a really great guy, alright-“

“Blah blah, yep whatever you say, lover boy.” Robin quips, plopping down onto the chair chair infront of their staff computer, turning herself to face it.

“Wha- what? Lover boy? What the hell Robin, that is not- that doesn’t even make any sense!”

She is just smiling at him now, enjoying seeing him spiral like this. Steve let’s out a sigh as he puts his hands on his hips, and shakes his head, looking at her right back.

He opens and closes his mouth afew times, like he’s really thinking about what he wants to say next. Or like he has no idea what to say next, and his brain is not moving fast enough to formulate the next sentence his mouth knows he wants to say. He wasn’t obsessed. That’s not- that’s like- no. No he was not, Robin was just playing around with him, she knew how to get on his nerves. Get him all wound up over little things just to see him react like this.

After a minute or two, Robin realises Steve was not going to reply anytime soon, so she turns fully back toward him. Saving him from his spiral.

“So, what are you’re plans for tonight Steve-O?”

He lets out a chuckle and walks around the counter till he’s behind it with Robin, leaning his back against it so he can stand across from her and face her.

“Well, not really sure. Parents aren’t home, no early shift tomorrow, might drink afew beers, listen to some music, —“

“See what Eddie’s doin?” Robin finishes for him, quirking her eyebrows up and down as she does it.

“Oh shut up!” Steve just laughs and softly throws a tape from the counter at her chest. “As a matter of fact, yeah I will see what he’s up to. Because we are friends now, Robin. Is that a problem? Actually I was also gonna ask you what you were up to after work, too, but you know what after this I’m having second thoughts, I mean, the way you’ve been treating me lately-“

“Oh my god, you are the worst. Yes, I’m free, of course I’ll hang out with you dingus. You and your tweedle dee.”

Steve laughs at this, then tilts his head.

“Wait, does that make me dumb? Tweedle dumb?! That’s how you see me?”

“Yeah it is actually, got a problem?”

“Oh wow, she’s feisty today. Can’t believe you think I’m dumb, Rob’s. When you come knockin’ tonight, do not expect a warm greeting at my front door.”

“Yeah, yeah, I’ll take my chances.”

- later. steve’s house. to be continued?

#just been having steddie post season 4 thoughts #been missing the era of the fandom just sort of starting during that time between vol 1 and 2 #how every fic had their own little way of resolving the upside down/vecna problem just written into afew small paragraphs #really just getting to know these characters as a pairing #most importantly before seeing them as a couple #seeing them as friends #how they would genuinely interact and get along #what their dynamics would look like #steddie early days truly have my whole entire heart #coming onto tumblr the weeks following vol1 of s4 was magical #anywho yeah non vol2 compliant steddie for you #more so just #eddie didn’t die steddie for you #they become friends bc truly i actually believe that had he lived they would have #it just makes sense #stranger things #eddie munson #steddie #steve harrington #stranger things 4 #stranger things season 4 #robin buckley #dustin henderson #also lmk if i should keep adding to this…might abyways bc i’m enjoying this #steddie fic #steddie fic idea #steddie ficlet #steddie fanfiction

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dramioneasks · 3 months

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Lay me gently - dulce_invierno - M, WIP - "You don't have to love me back." Lady Malfoy takes an interest in Hermione, changing her life forever.

#author: dulce_invierno #wip #tw: rape #non con #dub con #draco: protective and possessive #au #non magical #muggle au #draco: dark #oblivious #age difference #draco is older than hermione #dark fic #tw: violence #draco: manipulative #jealousy [draco]#narcissa

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introspectivememories · 3 months

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been watching mashle and oh my god, the eugenics???? the way lance's parents were so ready to give up their daughter??? no second thought???? just "why did this child have to be born to us?"???? um everyone talking in mash's face about how non-magic people are inherently worthless???? the triple line dude fucking making dolls out of people and somehow no one??? is??? checking him???? and then when questioned immediately jumping into "well humans are little more than mindless beasts and i will become a creator deity and reshape the world in my liking!"????? the, um, corruption in the government??? the way this story is so clearly "h*rry p*tter if it was actually funny"??? the slytherin coded characters are blood purists???? they took out hufflepuff??? one of the magia lupus' mage's powerset was just big shuriken???? another one is rip off kisame???? lance is a siscon and the first thing mash says is "that doesn't make it better"???? lemon is genuinely so fuckin funny??? dot is incel-coded but like in a funny way??? dot says that lance is playing life on "easy mode" cause lance has a good face??? dot likes tea??? dot has good manners??? everybody only has one spell they can use??? finn ames is like if you transported is regular human into this stupid ass world??? i think the old man and the cop have explored each others bodies.