#cinderella verse

[thebluestbluewords]

the children crave the coffee

shameless ot5 babyfic, only it’s set during the time before the actual baby, when they’re discussing the theoretical parenting of a kid.

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“It’s called being diurnal, and based on this kids genetics, they probably won’t be.” Evie adds. “Honestly, we probably couldn’t have made better odds for a nocturnal kid if we’d planned it.”

Ben sticks his head out of the walk-in closet, which they’d been considering as an adjacent-but-separated baby room, with a hurt look on his face. “Hey, I resent that. I sleep.” 

“Mhm,” Evie hums. “When?” 

“At night.” 

“During what hours, babe? Given the chance to sleep whenever you want.” 

Ben goes delightfully red when he’s embarrassed. Like a little ripe tomato. 

“Normal ones?” he offers, “Very normal and respectable ones?” 

“Lies!” Evie says delightedly. “You were awake until three am the last time we had a weekend off. I’ve seen your game stats, and I know how long you were playing the sims.” 

Ben groans, and knocks his head into a wall. “I’m going to unfriend you on stream if you’re going to use your friend code powers for evil.”

Evie cackles. “You can try, but I’ll log into your computer while you’re asleep and share them again. There’s no way to hide your sims addiction from your loving wife.” 

There’s a thud from the kitchen area. “I’ll hide your game stats!” Carlos calls. “But you have to help me raise our kid nocturnally!” 

“No deal! They’ve got to be functional in regular society!” 

Carlos bounces back into the bedroom area. “Coffee is the answer. Kids love coffee. It’s how they have so much energy.” 

“I don’t think we can give coffee to an infant,” Ben says, but his expression looks suspiciously like he’s considering it. “That feels….wrong.” 

“Start ‘em out with mostly milk, build up to it. It’ll be fine.” 

“I feel like anything you say with this much confidence has got to be wrong.” Ben says slowly, which is probably the right thing to think, or whatever. It’s not like any of them have ever had parents who actually cared enough to pay attention to what they were drinking. “I feel like I’m going to look in one of the parenting books and it’s going to say that any drip of coffee that passes a child’s lips before ten is basically a death sentence.” 

“The parenting books actually say fifteen,” Evie adds. “And it’s not a death sentence, just child abuse.” 

“Fuck off.” Carlos says, sharp, like it’s a reflex. “No it’s not.” 

“I was drinking espresso before I turned ten.” Mal says. She’s pretty sure the coffee isn’t the part of her childhood that was abusive, but Auradon has different standards. “I’m fine.” 

“Yeah, me too.” Jay adds. 

“Don’t do this—“ Evie starts. “No—“ 

“I don’t think the coffee was actually the part of my childhood that was abusive. I think it was the way my dad hit me, actually.” Ben says thoughtfully. They don’t often give him the chance to join in when they get into the shitty parts of their childhoods, so this is actually good. It’s a bonding experience, and Mal should swallow down the part of her that wants to rip king Beast’s head off. 

“I think the fact that my mom wouldn’t give me coffee was more abusive than the other stuff.” Carlos chimes in. 

“No, that’s definitely wrong.” Evie says firmly, “because if you’re not claiming child abuse it means the rest of us can’t either. I’m pretty sure that giving your tiny child chemical burns is more abusive than denying them coffee, and while I’m not an expert, I am willing to go to court over this if you’d like.” 

“I think your mom starving you was pretty bad. You don’t have to have the same problems to count as abused.” 

“I know that, but it’s more the principle of the thing.” Evie says, frowning. “I feel guilty calling myself an abused child if you’re not doing the same thing.” 

“Solidarity.” Carlos says, nodding. 

“I suppose so,” Evie says doubtfully, “but really I think it’s because I came out so well-adjusted compared to the rest of you.” 

[fictionadventurer]

Cinderella Debates

I have so many things to do at home. The washing The baking The scrubbing The ironing They don’t stop for the ball The door of the chicken coop needs mending I could finally patch that curtain in the hall Or I could sleep In a bed perhaps With no one shouting Or wanting Or needing A thing

What would a ball give me? An evening in a dark and smoky room Filled with crowds of people I don’t know Who don’t want to know me? There’d be music, of course, Lovely things, no doubt, But when it’s over All I’d have is a memory And come home to a house Filled with just as much work With a body too tired To get it all done

But would the memory be enough To keep my spirit alive Through the drudgery ahead?

Do I have strength enough to seize joy?

[magpie-trove]

He raises the poor from the dust and lifts the needy from the ash-heap, to give them a place among princes.

[prismstonearchives]

おとぎばなしシンデレラ - Fairy Tale Cinderella

[rayheroism-archive]

The birthday of the prince was about to come, and everyon in th kingdom was expcting, but of course he wasn't, not because he didn't want to get older, nothing like that, no. It was because he knew that everyone would give him the attention he didn't want nor need. He wasn't one of titles, he wasn't one of those princes. He wanted to spend the day at his own way.

The doors of his room opened, and the blonde just looked to the visitor Ales... the limbless just looked at the teensie as he got ready himself for the day waiting for whatever the other wanted to say to him.

❝ i'm all ears. There is something the matter, Ales? (@spoocys-glade-of-dreams ) ❞

Asked the blonde to the other sneaking his head from where he was getting ready for the day, the day before his birthday.

[iwasbored777]

Cinematic Parallels

(Cinderella 2015)

(Spider-Man: Across The Spider-Verse 2023)

[herstoriies]

@reverdies [continued]

-- " i'm sorry for intruding. " They're more afraid of you than you are of them. The inner voice, usually represented by gargoyles he imagined could speak to him, remained formless when risking an audience. Somehow though the inner voice's message wasn't nearly as reassuring as he was accustomed to. He didn't want to know fear from any angle. Her apologetic look said it all even if he had missed her words. In spite of the intrusion on his very home, with only himself for stakes Quasimodo wasn't inclined to fight. Hands wringing like butterflies clinging to a twig, he did his best to shrink into himself, knowing the usual reaction to expect and still half believing it to be justified. His gaze fled everywhere but the figure before him. "I-it's alright," he assured her instead of asking for reassurance himself. "The bells don't get many visitors."

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Like a bird that fled its cage & landed in the arbor, Priscilla sought sanctuary within Notre Dame. Thoughts of her present predicament and exhaustion from her flight would continue on the morrow. For now her steps aimlessly wandered, through and up the Cathedral somehow finding her way to the bell tower.

She was only human. She couldn’t help but stare longer than she should have. And as her eyes fled momentarily from the bell-ringer to the bells to fixate, she inwardly berated herself. In a world devoid of compassion, she knew better than to judge books from covers, to at least try seeing people from their own eyes and not only her own. She took a soft deep breath, searching, perhaps for strength, sympathy, or something she couldn't quite name. Somehow too her concerns of earlier did not feel as burdensome as they did before.

“I see. I… had no idea anyone would be up here…” she curiously glanced around, “or���lived here.” — a beat. was she that intimidating? A delicate little English wildflower?

“Oh! By the way…” politely trying to lighten the tone, “I’m Priscilla.” she offered a smile, with that certain warm glow to her that wasn’t just how the light caught on her gold curls. “If the bells … and yourself … wouldn’t mind a visitor today — may I come in?”

[moonmoonthecrabking]

ursula already has a sister. morgana. seriously it feels like descendants does not give a shit about lore

[choijesoo]

Kalimba tab requests are still open, but here are some of the songs I've already transcribed. If you'd like me to post one of these first, feel free to send an ask, leave a comment, or send a dm, and I'll get it up with a video demonstration with the tabs. ^^

Concerning Hobbits

Freddy's Theme FNAF

Puppet's Theme FNAF

It's Been So Long Outro FNAF

Tapion's Theme DBZ

Brothers FMA:B

This Is Love Cinderalla

Sunflower ITSV

Fairytale Theme Shrek

The Novelist Theme

I Am A Girl Like You Barbie

Traditional Lullaby

Tomato Gen Hoshino

TAWOG Theme

Gravity Falls Theme

Coral Chorus Fortnite

Married Life Up

Daredevil Theme

Punisher Theme

Peppa Pig Theme

(Most of these are not the full song, just recognizable snippets, but on request, they can be lengthened, if you'd like more once you hear what I have already)

[phoenix-flamed]

Chadley is staring... He is staring daggers before finally approaching the man. "Do you have chocolate in your inventory, sir?" Yes, it is said with a straight face, almost a glare. Is he testing the man?

The feeling of eyes on him is more than a little disconcerting, causing him to shift about from one foot to the other in evident discomfort. Needless to say, by the time the "youth" does approach him, Elwin may as well be sweating bullets from unease. The natural furrow of his brow deepens, and his lips purse into a thin line in thought.

"... Should I?" The question is, unfortunately, a genuine one. He isn't sure what answer he's supposed to give, here -- if there is a "right" answer.

[calamitysshatteredson]

❛ for years i chose death ❜

Not Here prompts | accepting but slow

The expression on his face drifted from mild surprise to not quite a smile, not fully warm or soft enough. It was sad if anything, Sephiroth remaining silent as he contemplated not responding at all...

It was too cruel not to. The entire thing was far too cruel. They were like siblings in a way, weren't they..?

"So did I." He admitted quietly. "Bit of a... walking corpse for a time, I suppose." In spite of everything. Because of everything. In that time when he realized he truly was little more than a pawn and a weapon, a tool, means to be that and only that, he...

Became it. Somewhat. Tried to, save that he turned out to have friends, bothersome things. That idea got more of a smile from him, but the sadness remained.

It's not fair is a common refrain. Circumstances are different for both of them, however--

"I don't suppose I know exactly what the alternatives are, but... let's not choose death anymore. Alright?"

[thebluestbluewords]

Good news! If you would like to read this fic, this is the political background for my ongoing fic series which you can find on ao3 right here! I’m currently slow to update due to having a life outside of my gay dcom blog, but there's a frankly embarrassing amount of unposted fic for this series in my google docs and I do fully intend to post it once I have the time.

Kingdom, Phylum, Region…

None of this makes sense. 

None of it has to make sense. 

It's all made up anyway. 

SO!!

The United Sovereignties of Auradon. An Alliance of all the Fairy Tale Kingdoms. Established under the rule of King Beast (Adam of Alsitan) in the approximate year 19xx, directly following the Third Villain Uprising of the early twentieth century. 

The United Sovereignties is made up of nineteen regions, each of which is composed of 2-5 smaller kingdoms. 

Kingdoms may contain cities, or for more urban regions, the kingdom may be just a city. 

For example, Auroria is a kingdom in the region of South Riding. Auroria is one of the denser, more urban kingdoms, and is primarily composed of Auroria City, and a few surrounding suburbs. They do not hold farmland, but are a key holder of shops and industry for the region. They are governed by a ruling family and a number of advisors, who are hired to their positions by the King and Queen. 

In contrast with this, Nottinghamshire is classified as a kingdom in the region of Westerly. Nottinghamshire does not consider themselves a kingdom, as they are not ruled by a king. Instead, they have a governor and a number of elected officials who make decisions for the kingdom.

 Within Nottinghamshire, there are a number of towns and cities, each of whom have their own noble families. Sherwood Forest is a town within the kingdom of Nottinghamshire, as is the town of Locksley. 

Some towns are governed by their noble families, and some have elected or hired officials. The decision is left up to the town, and typically requires approval of their governing kingdom to change their system.

Each kingdom works in cooperation with the others in their region for more widespread decisions. (ie, real life counties working together for statewide changes). 

The nineteen regions of the United Sovereignties of Auradon come together once a quarter to act as the USA Governing Council. Each region sends one representative, and the designated representative role rotates through the kingdoms of that region. 

The USA Governing Council is headed by the High King of Auradon, presently HRH King Beast, to be succeeded by his son once he comes of age. 

"of age" for legal purposes happens at sixteen, but the young king (or any other young royal, unless their kingdom has established otherwise) does not gain full power of kingship until the age of twenty-five, or until they are married, whichever comes first. 

Side note - because of this law, most royalty is expected to marry between 18-20. Long enough to ensure a wise match, but not so long that they're losing any time in power. 

There are also a number of associated kingdoms, who are not part of the Auradon Alliance, but work closely with the USA and attend council meetings as allies. These associated kingdoms include Northern Wei, Agrabah, and most recently, Arendelle. 

(Arendelle is a recent ally, who are vehemently opposed to the Auradonian magic ban, and relationships are tense between King Beast and Queen Elsa because of this). 

The Isle of the Lost is a former trade port. It used to be the main outpost between the area presently known as the USA and the Southern Isles, but after the Third Villain Uprising, it was deemed uninhabitable enough to be delegated as a containment place for all the villains and their sidekicks who were involved in the uprising. 

The Isle does not have viable farmland, and is completely reliant on the mainland for agricultural imports. 

more thoughts to come later…..

[khozmoh1]

he fucking hated these things. every year he was paraded around like a damned stuffed peacock, dragged out to bump shoulders and shake hands of the so called adoring public that made his new life of wealth and indentured servitude possible. he pulled at his collar, trying and failing to loosen the fabric, everything he was wearing felt too small, so tight it was difficult to move. it didn't help that the get up had been tailored with microelectronics and small led lights so that he lit up like a christmas tree. he grimaced when one of the sharp wires poked into his neck and tugged on his collar again to relieve the discomfort.

a guest brushed by him with a shrill laugh and cosmo caught a glimpse of his reflection in an impressively impractical piece of headwear and realized he was scowling. i could just die - ! the guest was saying.

❝ i wish you would, ❞ cosmo mumbled under his breath. the moment the words left his mouth he choked and shoved his champagne glass into his teeth in case they had overheard but she was still laughing, blissfully unaware. the same couldn't be said to his fellow victor beside him, ❝ of . . . joy, die of joy, ❞ he winced. he really hated these things. // @70won , idk who allowed him to be here tbh but here we are .

[reddragon-cowboy]

[ HELP I’m in my feels. Brandy’s Cinderella give me intense Niah vibes cause of her softness, and when the Prince takes a flower reminds me of Spike when he got roses that one time when he was genuinely in love T-T but man the sweetest words are literally only in Spikes head and what he yearns for deep down… ]

[prismstonearchives]

おとぎばなしシンデレライエロー - Fairy Tale Cinderella Yellow

[rcseadorned]

Name: Sofia Marie Coel Nickname(s): Sofie, Sof Relationship Status: Single Gender: Cis female Romantic Orientation: Straight Preferred Pet Names: Darling, Love, My liege. Mrs. [Last Name] ('You may only call me "Mrs. [Last Name]"... when you are completely, and perfectly, and incandescently happy.) Opinion on True Love: A concept an idea wonderful when written on paper but does she believe it exists?? At one point she did, now she's not so sure. Opinion on Love at First Sight: Considering she can't see, she puts this to the test constantly. Looks definitely do help with the whole feeling attraction thing but for her it's all in the personality. How ‘Romantic’ Are They?: Very, but in a reserved way. She loves all the languages both giving and receiving. Ideal Physical Traits: waves hand in front of face this girl can and would fall for Quasimodo from the movie. Not overly toned, can be considered 'soft', strong arms, slender build, can be taller or shorter. Ideal Personality Traits: Caring, empathetic, considerate, respectful, honest. Generally not being a douche-canoe. Would not fall for Gaston. Unattractive Physical Traits: Overly buff/masculine (like body builder type chiseled EAT A SANDWICH), unhygienic, animalistic/mean face. Unattractive Personality Traits: Selfishness, dishonesty, laziness, abusiveness ( towards people or animals), aggressive behavior, rude, unable to talk out issues, no manners, being shallow. Ideal Date: Five star Micheline restaurant jk. Coffee dates never go wrong, walking in the park dates, a drive through somewhere scenic, going somewhere to watch the sunset, picnic in the park, a fun hobby like a pottery class or painting and wine. Staying at home to watch a movie under a mountain of blankets?? Do They Have a Type?: Yes. ( don't ask me what it is cause i don't even know.) Average Relationship Length: She's been with one person before and it was like almost two years before they broke up. Hasn't dated since. Preferred Non-Sexual Intimacy: Cuddling, snuggling, holding hands, back hugs, resting head in lap and talking about things, hair brushing, dancing to soft music in the kitchen at 2 am, sharing funny videos or stories (like funny reddit posts or something), being each others hype-person no matter the cause ( YES GOING OUT TO JUST GET THE MAIL LETS GOO), taking unintentional naps-- Commitment Level: High? Yes? Ride or Die once her romance route is unlocked. Opinion of Public Affection: Before the Event(TM)? Loved hand holding or linking arms, seeing other cute couples was adorable. After the Event(TM)? GET.A.ROOM. Past Relationships?: She's dated one man before. To the point they were engaged, she was ready to be a 'Trad-wife', stay at home wife, you name it, she was ready to be it 100%. Then.. nothing. One morning things were just different, something had disappeared. They became distant and eventually broke up, she blames herself, something must be wrong with her.

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