#alice kingsleigh

[retrodisneydaily]

our followers’ top 10 classic disney films 

2. alice in wonderland (1951)  dir. clyde geronimi, wilfred jackson, hamilton luske

[didanagy]

ALICE THROUGH THE LOOKING GLASS (2016)

dir. james bobin

[costumeloverz71]

Alice Kingsleigh (Mia Wasikowska) Raspberry ribbon blouse & black nautical vest.. Alice Through The Looking Glass (2016).. Costume by Colleen Atwood.

[cece693]

You're Not Crazy Pt.1 (The Mad Hatter x M! Reader)

I got an ask some time ago about writing for other Depp characters such as the Mad Hatter. I haven't seen the movies recently, so some things might not be canon, however, I do want to explore this fandom since it is relatively empty of fanfics :) I left it purposefully open-ended in case you guys want a 2nd part.

Summary: You believed your sister when she returned home and spoke of a land where magical and peculiar people roamed. You asked her to take you there, and there, you encounter the Mad Hatter.

tags: of age reader, your Alice's brother, older by a few years, you hadn't seen wonderland before, not following story or book timeline

You believed your sister from the moment she returned home, eyes wide and voice trembling with excitement. She spoke of a world hidden beyond the ordinary, a place where logic twisted into nonsense and peculiar beings roamed freely—a land called Wonderland. You listened, enraptured, as she described a realm of talking animals, living chess pieces, and the most unusual of tea parties. While others dismissed her tales as ramblings of a crazed girl with an overactive imagination, you knew better. You had always known better.

“I want to see it,” you told her one evening. “I want to go there, too.”

Your sister hesitated, her face clouding with concern. “It’s not a place for everyone,” she said softly. “It can be…overwhelming.” But you insisted. If she could brave Wonderland, then so could you. And so, with reluctance, she agreed.

The next day, you followed her through the forest behind your home, down winding paths that seemed to shift and change when you weren’t looking. Eventually, she stopped by a large oak tree, its roots sprawling like the fingers of some great, sleeping beast.

“This is where I fell through.” And before you could ask what she meant, she took your hand and jumped, pulling you into the hollow darkness beneath the tree.

The fall was long and winding, like tumbling through a kaleidoscope of colors and strange sounds. When you finally landed—rather unceremoniously—on a bed of soft grass, you found yourself surrounded by an impossible landscape. The sky was a deep lavender, the grass a brilliant shade of blue. Flowers whispered secrets as you passed, and a brook giggled like a child at play.

"Welcome to Wonderland." Your sister announced with a smile, her eyes alight with familiarity.

It was more magical and bizarre than you could have imagined. You wandered through towering mushroom fields and past chattering woodland creatures, your eyes darting in awe. But one tale from your sister’s stories captivated you most—the Mad Hatter and his eternal tea party.

You begged her to take you there, and she obliged, leading you down a winding path that seemed to twist back on itself like a living thing. She left you at the entrance to a clearing, insisting that the rest of this adventure would be yours alone.

“Just be careful with him.” she warned softly before disappearing back down the path. Confused by her words, you approached the clearing cautiously, the sound of clinking china and cheerful, nonsensical chatter growing louder with each step. And then you saw him—the Mad Hatter, sitting at the head of a long, crooked table filled with teapots, mismatched cups, and an array of pastries that defied description.

His hair was a wild mop of orange curls and his large green eyes glimmered with a feverish brightness. Beside him sat a hare who seemed to be caught in a perpetual state of alarm, and a sleepy mouse that napped in a teapot.

“More tea?” the Hatter exclaimed, lifting a cup in your direction before noticing you. “Ah, a new guest! How splendid, how rare!”

You hesitated, taking in his erratic movements and the almost manic excitement in his voice. He seemed to be all contradictions—both welcoming and wary, kind and somehow unsettling.

“I…I’ve heard a lot about you.” You said carefully, stepping closer.

“Have you, now?” The Hatter's eyes widened, and he leaned forward as if this was the most intriguing news he'd heard all day. “And what did you hear? That I’m mad as a hatter?”

You chuckled. “Well, yes. But also that you throw the best tea parties in Wonderland.”

This seemed to please him immensely. “Then you’ve heard correctly!” he declared, standing up with a flourish. “Do sit, do sit! There’s always room for one more at my table. Unless, of course, it’s Tuesday, and we’re already three cups deep in the riddle rounds. But it’s not Tuesday, is it?”

You shook your head, finding yourself smiling despite the oddity of it all. “No, it’s not Tuesday.”

“Wonderful! Sit, sit!” He patted a chair beside him, his smile so wide it was almost infectious. As you took your seat, he poured you a cup of tea without asking if you wanted one, dropping in a few sugar cubes for good measure. “Tell me, what brings you to my humble tea party? And don't say 'a rabbit,' because that would be terribly unoriginal.”

You explained how your sister had told you stories of this place and how you wanted to see it for yourself. The Hatter listened with an almost childlike fascination, nodding and “hmming” at all the appropriate moments.

“There’s something different about you.” he said thoughtfully after a while. “Most people who come here are either lost or looking for something they don’t understand. But you—oh, you’re not like the others, are you?”

You shrugged, unsure how to respond. “I just…wanted to see if it was real.”

The Hatter’s grin softened into something almost genuine. “And now that you’re here? What do you think?”

“I think it’s more than real,” you said. “It’s…alive.”

His eyes seemed to glow with approval. “I like you.” he declared suddenly. “You’re not afraid of madness. You might even be a bit mad yourself.”

You laughed, feeling a strange warmth spreading through your chest. For all his eccentricities, the Hatter made you feel like you belong in this topsy-turvy world. And you realized, with a start, that you liked it. You liked him.

As the days passed, you found yourself returning to the Hatter's tea party again and again. You never knew what to expect—sometimes, you’d spend hours debating the merits of invisible jam; other times, you’d sit in comfortable silence, simply enjoying the strangeness of each other’s company.

The Hatter, for his part, seemed equally drawn to you. He would light up whenever you appeared, his eyes twinkling with mischief and delight. There were moments when his wildness would soften, and you’d catch a glimpse of something deeper beneath the madness—something vulnerable and achingly sincere.

But as the weeks turned into months, a quiet conflict began to stir within you. Wonderland was a place where time didn’t matter, where rules were made to be broken, and madness was a way of life. And yet, the longer you stayed, the more you began to feel a strange pull—a yearning for the world you had left behind. Memories of home, of mornings filled with familiar scents and sunsets painting the sky in shades of gold, tugged at the edges of your mind. Then there was your sister who you dearly missed. You tried to ignore the pull, losing yourself in the Hatter's antics but the feeling persisted.

The Hatter noticed, of course. He was always watching you with those keen, almost too-bright eyes. One evening, as you sat together beneath the stars, he turned to you, his expression unusually serious.

“You’re thinking about it, aren’t you?” he asked quietly.

“Thinking about what?”

“Leaving.” he said, his voice edged with something fragile and raw. “Going back to your world. Abandoning me.”

His words cut deeper than you expected. “It’s not like that, Hatter. I just…I miss some things from home.”

“But you can’t have both.” he replied sharply. His hands trembled as he poured himself another cup of tea, spilling more than half of it onto the table. “You can’t live in two worlds at once. Sooner or later, you have to choose.”

You felt a pang of guilt twisting in your chest. “I don’t want to leave you. Not really.”

“Not really?” he repeated, his voice rising, eyes narrowing as he stared at you. “But ‘really’ enough to think about it. To dream of it.”

The words stung, and you felt a flare of frustration. “It’s not that simple, Hatter! You don’t understand—”

“I don’t understand?” His voice rose, and he stood abruptly, knocking over his chair. “Oh, I understand perfectly! You think you can dip in and out of Wonderland as you please, but this place changes you. It consumes you. And you think you can just walk away?”

“I don’t know what I want!” you shouted back, standing to face him. “I care about you, I do. But I can’t just—”

“Then go!” he interrupted, his face twisted in anger and heartbreak. “Leave if you must. But don’t come back. I can’t bear the thought of you dangling the possibility of forever only to snatch it away.”

“I’m sorry.” you whispered, unsure of what else to say. The Hatter’s face crumpled, and for the first time, you saw him for what he truly was—a broken soul clinging to the one bit of sanity that remained: you.

“Don’t be.” he murmured, turning away. “I’m just a madman, after all. And what would a madman know of love?”

As you stood there, watching him retreat into himself, you felt the weight of the decision pressing down on you like never before. Wonderland was a place of wonder, but it was also a place of madness. Could you stay here forever, leaving the world you knew behind in favor of Hatter's affections?

The answer wasn’t simple. It wasn’t clear. But as you watched the Hatter, his shoulders slumped and his hands trembling, you knew one thing: if you left, a part of you would always remain in Wonderland—lost among the teapots and riddles, forever searching for a madman’s love.

[goldiesay]

“In the gardens of memory, in the palace of dreams, that is where you and I will meet”

[necroneol]

alice!

[periodcostumefantasylover]

Alice Kingsleigh's chinese dress in Alice through the Looking Glass

[wwillywonka]

☆GET TO KNOW ME♡: [12/?] Favorite Characters

TARRANT HIGHTOPP - Alice in Wonderland (2010) / Alice Through the Looking Glass (2016)

I'm frightened, Alice. I don't like it in here, it's terribly crowded.

[sunflower-of-versace]

Alice in Wonderland (1951) dir. by Clyde Geronimi, Wilfred Jackson, and Hamilton Luske.

[tenebrosee]

painting stills from some of my favourite movies 🦋 (reference under the cut)

[alittleplaytime]

Alice Kingsleigh Agere Stimboard!!

🍰 🐇 💐 | 🍰 🐇 💐 | 🍰 🐇 💐

🌼 media: alice in wonderland (2010)

🐝 age appropriate? yes! this movie is rated pg and was made with the intentions of being a child friendly, family movie - however if you're not a fan of implied violence and themes of derealization, i would recommend checking warnings and being careful while watching. as always, it's okay to turn anything off if it isn't for you! <3

🍯 rqd by: @crookedtimemachinevoid

🌻 note: alice in wonderland was one of my favourites growing up as a kid who read often and daydreamed about going to magical places so i really loved making this. i want o get an alice in wonderland paci one day!!

alice headcanons:

a lot of the inhabitants of wonderland all collectively care for her when she's regressed!! (mostly hatter, the white queen and the white rabbit)

the hatters tea party constantly make up events to celebrate alice because it makes her giggle and they love seeing her get so excited about it

as alice is a very adventurous girl, most days end with all her friends having to look around for her, usually finding her with a dirty dress and holding some random creature as she smiles proudly

no matter how many times she eats the shrinking and enlarging cookies/drink, she will always do it again when she stumbles upon them, she loves seeing the world at every size possible. she's such a curious girl <3

in the real world she gets a plushy made of all her wonderland friends so she can have them with her always!!

[katetorias]

Tarrant drew this last night in an attempt to express how Alice ( @necroneol ) makes him feel. I downloaded fabric brushes for csp just for this!! it killed our computer lol

(Tarrant is my headmate and Alice is part of our partner system, they’re in a relationship!)

[vxmpire-vxlle]

Alice: Madness Returns.

Did you play this gem?

[byzbi]

“but a dream is not reality”

“who’s to say which is which”

[cece693]

INTRODUCTION!

alias: cece/venus age: 22 SUGGESTIVE THEMES, NO MINORS ALLOWED

This blog mainly writes for male and gender neutral readers. If you submit a request and it uses female terminology, I will immediately switch the request to be more male/gender centered as Tumblr is already dominated by female readers. I know there is one female fic I published, but that was before I made these rules.

I accept requests but will deny if the ideas/fandoms are unknown to me or I'm uncomfortable with the subject. My first language is not English, so some works might be filled with grammar mistakes, so please be aware. My blog is constantly going under construction as I'm figuring out my theme and format.

REQUEST GUIDELINES!

immediate no's: rape, underage smut, non-con situations, requests for celebrities

Unless your request includes any of the above, you're in the clear. If you have any questions or are unsure if your request fits the guidelines, leave me a question and I'll get to it as soon as I can. No exceptions. For example: if you suggest a fic with a gender neutral reader who gets saved by the love interest from certain non-con actions, that's allowed.

MASTERLIST!

twilight marvel interview with the vampire the vampire diaries slashers, slashers 2 tim burton films percy jackson and the olympians and heroes of olympus the hunger games the great gatsby barbie movie miscellaneous

[ymirzmo]

Mirrorverse and Lorcana crossover? More likely than you think... This was an excuse just to include jim into the Mirrorverse world ngl