#Prompt: Fairy Tales

[huxloween]

Huxloween 2024, Day 6

The prompt for October 6 is Fairy Tale. 

Post to your own blog and tag us with #huxloween and @huxloween,  submit your work directly to the Huxloween blog, or @ us or use #huxloween on Twitter and Bluesky!

View all the Huxloween 2024 prompts here. 

Universal Ask Box

Huxloween 2024 AO3 collection

[fuckyeahhiccannamonth]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: How to Train Your Dragon (Movies), Frozen (Disney Movies), Tales of Arcadia (Cartoons), Shrek (Movies) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Anna (Disney)/Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III, Anna (Disney) & Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III Characters: Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III, Anna (Disney), Puss in Boots (Shrek), Archie (Tales of Arcadia) Additional Tags: Inspired by Alice in Wonderland, Hiccanna Month 2023 (Disney/How To Train Your Dragon), Hiccup is Alice, Anna is the Mad Hatter, Alternate Universe - Alice in Wonderland Fusion, And You Were There setup, romance is there if you squint - Freeform, College Student Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III Series: Part 1 of Hiccanna Month 2023 Summary:

Hiccanna Month, Week 2: Fantasy AUs Day 2: Fairy-Tale

One second, Hiccup is studying for a test that counts for ten percent of his grade. And the next, he finds himself in an unusual world. Along with an unusually intriguing woman with the biggest hat, he's ever seen. The only question: How is he going to get out of it?

***

@lovestrucklyuniverse‘s prompt for Hiccanna Month: Week 2, Day 2: Fairy tales! This Alice in Wonderland AU was an absolute blast to read, and I loved loved loooooved having Hiccup as Alice and Anna as the Mad Hatter!!! Makes perfect sense to have Hiccup as the tired logician who gets frustrated when the fantasy world he’s dropped into doesn’t make any sense, and Anna as the zany, offbeat fantasy world resident who manages to win him over, despite her weirdness XD Stay tuned for purple grass, a reptile-centric tea party, fictional beverages that frustrate me with their lack of availability in my nearest grocery store, weird creatures doing their best to be helpful, and Anna being a shameless fashion atrocity for 3,104 words straight!

[gravitysoda]

nothing but sea foam, in the end

[calmbigdipper]

Finally completed twt user herasphases’s prompt for @hkvthm-action! They requested a The Little Mermaid AU with Prince!Kaveh and Merman!Alhaitham ~

[nemesyaaa]

AND I SAID " ROMEO TAKE ME SOMEWHERE WE CAN BE ALONE."

AND MY DADDY SAID " STAY AWAY FROM JULIET. "

“ I TALKED TO YOUR DAD, GO PICK OUT A WHITE DRESS. IT'S A LOVE STORY, BABY, JUST SAY "YES. ”

🌹 it was a tragedy but you were already hooked. if you die for me, i would die for you, as he always murmurs in your ears.

romeo!jj who knelt down for you the first time he saw you in that rose garden, on one of his knee, dressed in his shining silver armor. he was a fallen prince that reached for his sinned princess.

romeo!jj who complimented your sublime, long dress, a gift from your father, but who wanted to see you without it.

romeo!jj who helped you lace up your corset, but had to refrain from touching you in front of your servants every time your breasts bounced above the cleavage.

romeo!jj who helped you undo your dress, sliding the threads through his hands, while kissing your skin every time he undid a lace.

romeo!jj who liked to irritate your father because he was young and arrogant. romeo!jj who showed up at balls where he is not invited, drinks from the cup of wine of your dad before throwing it on the ground, and sneaking among the guests to find you. you. the woman he seeks and wants. romeo!jj who kicked out all the dance partners you had, just because he was the only one who can make you dance.

romeo!jj who fighting your father with his precious sword in front of everyone, while making you dance. he was meticulous, his blade never touched you.

romeo!jj who may loose the fight but will end up finding you on your balcony later while you wait for him in the light of the moon.

romeo!jj who kissed you passionately, with the love you deserved. romeo!jj who was all dirty after a long battle, messy sweaty hair that smell victory, bruises on his pretty young face, and blood but who refused to be far away from you.

you were his juliet to whom he wrote love letters with ink stains but you loved to smell his scent in every word.

romeo!jj who was not a music lover but such a fan of hearing you play the harp late at night.

you had tried to teach him but his hands were always somewhere other than on the tiny fragile ropes.

romeo!jj who forced you to leave your prison while your parents slept to take you to have fun. you threw yourself off the balcony and he caught you in his arms. but often complained about the size of your dress. sometimes, jj fantasized about seeing his princess in silver armor.

you had tried to push him away dozens of times, but it never worked because he was stronger than you at this game. romeo!jj wanted you, and even if he had to have the world against him , it didn't matter, because he would let this world burn for his only love.

romeo!jj who fought duels with all his rivals, and who took pleasure in capturing you whenever he could. he had a big white horse and took you for rides. sometimes he dreamed of being an evil prince and kidnapping you, and locking you in a giant tower. but you were too beautiful in his eyes to be hidden from the world.

you were his juliet, the one to whom he revealed his scars, to whom he let see his weaknesses, his true nature, weak and sensitive.

you were his juliet and he agreed to cry in front of you because of his father.

you were his juliet, a sin. but he was in love. no matter how much hell tormented him, he would descend there for your beautiful eyes.

he was your romeo, and he taught you how to use the sword, one hand on your waist, and another on his weapon. romeo!jj who had engraved the initials of your name on his blade.

he made you a soldier capable of fighting, but you remained his princess who would never be able to kill anyone. but you didn't have to worry, that was his favorite part. fighting for you.

he was dressed to kill every person that pissed you, and make him jealous, and you were dressed to be his favorite pure and soft angel. and in the future, his perfect wife.

romeo!jj who knew how much your families hated each other but couldn't stay away from you for more than five minutes. romeo!jj who planned to run away with you.

romeo!jj who knelt in front of you one day, “will you marry me ?” with the most precious ring in his hand. romeo!jj who had found nothing better than to make you cry on your birthday with his surprise. romeo!jj who wanted nothing more than for you to be his.

even if your father humiliated him yesterday because a capulet would never marry a montague. that the blood of your family was superior to others. that he would never have you.

there had been another fight between the two. he never gave up, even when your father placed a blade against his throat, forcing jj to go on his knees. you begged your father to not kill him. while you cried your heart out, jj's blood stained your dress, he whispered in your ear.

“ already in tears for me? i didn't fuck you well yet. don't be a crybaby, princess. your romeo will not die tonight. ”

you wanted to hit him. but you smiled at him when he got up.

but you knew that his own father had also beaten him for this betrayal and shame that was your love for each other.

“ my father is going to kill you.” you said with a soft voice, your fingers stucked in his blonde curls, while he was on his knees, his hands on your waist covered by your big princess dress. and his eyes all over you.

“you are the only one capable of killing me. and you've already done it a million times.”

“ don't die, jj. i forbid you. you think you can conquer everything like achilles, but you will die because of your ego. you are young and i still need you."

" you trust me ? "

"my father is a monster. he won't be afraid to kill you."

" are you afraid of dying with me?"

“nothing scares me more than dying without you., jj. ”

but you had let yourself be blinded by love and happiness, you could never have known, neither you nor jj, that it was the last time you kissed his cold and bruised lips.

and the saddest part was that you died without knowing where your romeo was. you had both been consumed.

you had forgotten god, and you had been punished with jj for that.

credits to @daddldee for the dividers <33 moodboards was made by me. and i'm proud fr 😭 yes, it's inspired by love story/white horse by taylor swift, dont ask me why 😔 i dont think it's really angst but yes, both jj and reader die at the end��

[laurasimonsdaughter]

I just noticed a recurring motif among these Sicilian fairy tales that is so incredibly well-suited for fanfic:

A princess sees a handsome young man (usually a prince in disguise) making eyes at her in the marketplace and begs her father the king to make him a royal servant, because he is so beautiful.

The king complies, because he's too fond of her to say no, and makes the hero a stable boy or gardener.

The princess now suddenly spends much more time out riding or requesting flowers, and then tells her father that the new servant is far too good for outside work and must become a servant in the castle.

The king complies, but soon enough the princess requests that the new manservant is made her personal page. By now the king is getting very nervous, but he still can't say no to his daughter.

The princess and the page manage to keep up the charade a little longer before the princess goes to the king and outright demands to let her marry her favourite.

The king gives the hero three "impossible tasks" that are meant to kill him, but naturally he accomplishes them all through trickery or supernatural intervention and the clandestine lovers get their way.

The pining, the flirting, the sneaking around, the devotion— do you see my vision?

[anne-chloe]

Imagine : You have just been kidnapped by Peter and his Lost Boys, but they’ve bit off more than they can chew with your modern attitude

“What is she yelling about now?” Peter asks while approaching his loitering boys, the distant yells of your voice infiltrating the main camp.

Devin looks to Peter and shrugs his shoulders, his confused expression mirroring Pans. “Something about… a message?” Devin repeats, unsure if he had even translated your words correctly. None of the boys were accustomed to the native tongue you spoke so fluently in.

“A message?” Peter echoes, his brow arching. “I shall find out what message it is that she has.”

Peter soon appears at the base of the tree, where two bamboo cages hang like trophies in the air. He tugs at a thick rope and begins lowering the cage downwards, ensuring it wouldn’t suddenly drop and harm the hostage inside: you.

He releases the rope and saunters over, a small whistle tune passing his lips as his shadow looms over your face.

You seem to perk up, but your momentary delight morphs into frustration. “About time!” You scoff loudly, waving your hand like a madwoman. In your hand you grip a device unknown to Peter, it’s metallic and sleek looking, otherworldly.

“I am told you have a message…” Peter starts slowly, deliberately drawing out his words to increase the fearful tension you should surely feel. But he is once again surprised as you do not react the way he desired.

“I want to send a message,” you correct, using your pointer finger to gesture to your phone. “There isn’t any signal here. What network does Neverland provide?”

Peter blinks rapidly. He understood almost every word you said individually, but all together they sounded far too much like gibberish. He knew, of course, that the other worlds had evolved over the years, but generally speaking he was able to make a connection with potential lost boys. You, on the other hand were something entirely new.

“Neverland does not support your modern lifestyle,” Peter explains flatly. He approaches the cage until he was leaning on the bars, his fingers wrapping around the bamboo until he swore it would snap between his fingers.

Bizarrely, you sigh and tuck your phone into your pocket before leaning as close as possible to Peter. “Count yourself lucky, magic-boy, or else I’d be calling the police immediately on your ass for kidnapping me.”

And it was with that strange threat that Peter realised how interesting you were as a hostage. Certainly more fascinating than the rest. In fact, you were such a curious being that Peter was debating whether or not he’d release you back to your world once he had gotten what he achieved.

Because who would lose a magnificent source of entertainment like you?

[shy-raccoon]

Person A is a commoner locked in a tower. Who has no hope they will ever be rescued because they don't have the land, money, or status to be worth rescuing.

Person B is one of the few truly good knights who applies the code of chivalry to more than just the nobility.

[geraskierfanficprompts]

Prompt #2

There is not NEARLY enough Rapunzel AU fanfics. I'm thinking of mighty witcher Geralt coming across a lone, tall, moss, ivy, and lavender covered tower out in the woods, and being surprised to find a young man imprisoned there. I love the idea that instead of paintings like Disney's Rapunzel used to fill up her time and tower, that instead he sings and makes songs, so there's like.. Lyrics and sheet music scribbled onto the walls.

♡!Optional addons!♡ • Geralt is tracking down an evil infamous mage, of whom turns out to be the captor of this gorgeous musician he found

• Jaskier has blonde hair until it's cut like in Tangled, to call back to his Dandelion roots (hah.. Roots... Like hair... and dandelions..) • We could go the Disney's Tangled route and have there be a lost Prince Julian that Jaskier just so happens to resemble (and secretly is)

• Perhaps Jaskier is physically bound there by magic or chains, Or perhaps he's there out of nothing more than guilt, shame, and/or fear toward the person keeping him there • Perhaps Jaskier is a painter in this universe, and above all, wants to see real buttercups, dandelions, etc, out in the wild, for they don't grow near his tower, and the best he can get is his own paintings of their descriptions in books.

• Maybe if we feel more adventurous, Jaskier could be part harpy, kept in a mage's tower in a birdcage, kept for his magical hair activated by his magical singing (Ooh, this gives me more bird jaskier ideas.. You might see those soon)

• Or perhaps, after Blaviken, a witcher is sealed away in a tower, only for some dumbass (affectionate) struggling bard to stroll across and think it a perfect shelter from the oncoming rain.

[fate-magical-girls]

Beetle King Comp Part II

I am and always will be COMPLETELY NORMAL ABOUT @homunculus-argument's Beetle King prompt.

Since I've done more snippets since then, I figure I should update this. Everything in a (as I see it) chronological order.

Aftermath of an assassination Armor Chancellor Traytor Catching feelings Castle staff University lecture (new) Hobbies Perfume Foreign relations Negotiation New courtiers (new) Dresses Nephews Doubts Epidemic (new) Anti-Monarchist Revolutionaries (new)

Other people's snippets

@stele3's original Snippets Engagement Wedding First night Coronation Arrangement Love is strange Infodump House crest Daggers Murder plans Charity Borders Solutions Children

Other prompts I think go with this one

Watching her sleep (new) The wolf knights Lord Burlesk and Lady Plaitonique Queen's bathwater "I like my men the way I like my bugs" Pen pals Folktale Well-behaved beetle The worst assassin Arranging marriages Fractured Tales of the Royal Family (One, Two, Three)

[thescrapwitch]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Silmarillion and other histories of Middle-Earth - J. R. R. Tolkien Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Elrond Peredhel & Elros Tar-Minyatur & Maglor Characters: Maglor (Tolkien), Elrond Peredhel, Elros Tar-Minyatur Additional Tags: Horror, Kidnap Dads, kidnap fam, fairy tale inspired horror Summary:

Separated from Maedhros and the rest of their forces during a storm, Maglor and the twins take shelter in a strange house run by an old woman. But, as warm as everything may first appear, something sinister lurks beneath the floorboards. Something hungry.

Good thing Maglor has experience being a monster.

@tolkienhorrorweek

[pocket-size-cthulhu]

Unsolicited Beauty and the Beast analysis & aus incoming

So the beast gets cursed for judging others by appearance and being unwilling to share, right? Given that, I think it's weird that the punishment was to be locked up in his tower and to wait for someone to learn to love him despite his appearance. i think a more narratively fitting condition would be that he learn to love someone else despite their appearance.

Therefore I think a good retelling would be a beauty and the beast x Howl's moving castle hybrid - Belle, cursed to look like an old woman, moves in and Beast can't help but love her despite his own tendencies and the fact that she's very annoying and terrorizes his animate household objects.

Other beauty and the beast AUs I would accept include:

Beast breaks his own curse by learning to love, and sharing his resources with, the impoverished townspeople, thus proving he can see beyond appearances and share what he has

Belle finds out Beast was a child when he was cursed, and devotes her life to inventing cognitive behavioral therapy

Belle finds out Beast was a child when he was cursed, and sets out to hunt down the witch because the real monster is the one who would inflict that on a child

Belle comes to the castle unprompted, discovers the library and basically sneakily sets up camp; becomes the beast's personal poltergeist

Pride and prejudice AU where the beast breaks his curse by reconsidering his life choices after a disastrous first proposal

Shrek AU where Belle becomes a beast too

Monster, ah, appreciator Belle AU where the sheer force of her lust towards the beast breaks the spell immediately and she has to act like she doesn't know what happened and also isn't disappointed at all that he's human again

"re-learning to read" version where Beast gains compassion for others as a result of his broadened horizons as he reads

QPR Belle and Beast

Belle is the beast one and the prince has to learn to love her to break his spell

Beast slow transformation back into a human (there's a great Tumblr story about this somewhere)

These are free writing ideas, please write this I have too much else on my plate. Good luck

[bookshelf-in-progress]

I know you've retold these before, but if you want to do one in the form of a flash fiction... My request would be The Goose Girl or Twelve Dancing Princesses.

I've pondered over a few possibilities for this prompt. This morning, I came up with an idea for a Twelve Dancing Princesses retelling that had me bolting out of bed to start writing. I don't know how to end the story, but I like the setup, so for the sake of sharing something, I thought I'd at least share what I have here.

*

Edmund slipped through the city streets, nimbly dodging around the people who couldn't see him. His pay jingled in his pocket--a gift from a generous shoemaker who'd been grateful for the invisible help--but no one heard. No one looked his way. No one ever did.

At the corner sat a ragged beggar child. Edmund was careful with his money now--he could never be sure of getting more--but he dropped the largest of his coins in her tin cup. She looked up--astonished at the miracle, confused when she couldn't see her benefactor--but didn't meet his gaze.

Edmund always noticed beggars now, after the one who'd cursed him. He'd been young and thoughtless then, newly released from the army with a pocket full of pay. A night in the tavern--celebrating the war's end--ate of most of it, and he stumbled into the streets at sunrise wondering how on earth he could make his money last.

He'd stumbled over the beggar woman, then pretended he didn't hear when she asked for a coin. He had none to spare; he had to look after himself.

Then she proved herself a fairy in disguise and pronounced his doom.

Because you have made yourself blind to the needs of others, this is your curse: to wander the world unseen until you give yourself entire to another.

An unbreakable curse, he'd found--a princess might marry a man sight unseen, but people of his own class liked to see their husbands before they wed.

So he wandered, scrounging where he could (never stealing--a fairy who cursed a man for ignoring a beggar would undoubtedly do much worse to a thief), sometimes doing odd jobs for men willing to arrange his hire and payment by letter. Doing unseen good where possible--at first in the hope that he might be observed by another fairy who'd reward him by lifting the curse, but then because he could--he could see the invisible problems, and give his help without shaming those who received it.

A hardscrabble, desperate life. Sometimes a satisfying one. But--more and more as the years went on--unbearably, unspeakably lonely.

The sun rose higher. The crowds increased. Edmund slipped into the doorway of an abandoned shop and considered waiting out the morning rush. Then he noticed that the entire crowd was drifting in one direction.

This was too much for an invisible man to resist. Edmund drifted at the rear of the crowd until the mass of people pooled around a fountain in the middle of a city square, where stood a royal messenger making a proclamation.

So declared the king: his daughters were wearing through their shoes every night, though the doors of their bedchamber were locked and bolted. The princes set upon the problem had all failed to solve the mystery. So the king decreed that any man who, in three nights' time, could solve the mystery of where the princesses went at night, could have his choice of one to wed.

The crowd gasped. Murmured. Chattered. Shared gossip and rumor. Wondered who'd be daft enough to take the challenge--princess or no, the men who'd tried to solve the mystery before had died.

But at the edge of the crowd, unseen by all, Edmund smiled.

He'd found the way to break his curse.

[yes-i-am-happyaspie]

Irondad prompt I would love to read:

Prompt:

Peter Parker gets accidentally shrunk down to just a few inches tall after a mishap in the lab. Tony, amused, jokes about calling him "Peter Thumbkin" or "Pete Thumb." They call Scott Lang for help, but when they finally manage to return Peter to normal size, Tony insists actually a few inches too tall, much to Peter’s exasperation

Ideally, there would be shenanigans in the middle :D

[beautyconsumer]

Prompt: "Fairest of All"

"Fairest of All."

Relationships: Jason Todd/Grant Wilson

Fandoms: Batman, Batfam, Under the Red Hood, Deathstroke

Content: fantasy

Grant thought it was simple enough, go through the dangers of that gothic abandoned forest of concrete, adventure into the haunted manor, defeat the dragon that protected it, rescue the prince, marry him. Live happily ever after.

Simple enough. Easy enough.

Nobody told him the dragon was going to be as gorgeous as the majestic creature he's staring at.

A humanoid figure stood at the top of the mansion's stairs.

It stood proud with his chin raised up, Grant could feel those bright teal eyes bore into him, they looked like the magical pools he's seen on the farthest corners of the planet.

He's being laid bare by them.

Bright flames lightened the candles corridors on the place.

Scales deep scarlet red, maroon and brown covered most of the man's skin.

Wide back, strong shoulders. Powerful claws.

Grant didn't feel like raising his silvery sword at the beast's throat. Not exactly out of caution.

Words said the prince —deep in slumber— was the fairest of them all. A diamond for him to have.

Grant was second guessing himself now.

[apricity-writes]

Part of Your World

My brain made a connection between Ariel and Aloy so this is my submission for this month's Kotaloy Elysium prompt! I was hoping to also have a fic written as well, but alas, the writing braincells did not align.

So you get the sketch that sparked the whole idea, and hopefully I'll be able to bring both a polished work and finished fic to life eventually for all of you to enjoy ♡♡♡