#prince saffron

[cpcposting]

Ok ok so 

Headcannon that Saffron’s family don’t really care about his curse but they’re always teasing him about his beard fhfhghghsuiwi 

“Your cursed son?”

“Yeah, y’should see his beard! Or lack thereof, haha.” 

“........ that’s not what I meant.”

“Huh?”

“His... hand?” 

“OHHH THE HAND I FORGOT ABOUT THAT-” 

[cursed-princess-club]

shoutout to saffron for sticking up for them he's so based

[kelsium-intake]

WHAT IS THIS!? 😭😭😭

SAFFRON AND GWEN MASHUP!? I HAVE CURSED THIS MAN FOR THE SECOND TIME AND I AM FEARFUL

[the-backwards-eel]

Last year i started writing a parody of ‘we dont talk about bruno’ from encanto except it was the cpc about nell but i never finished it but i thought id just post what i had now

The italics are lyrics i hadnt rewritten

Abbi: We don't talk about Nell, no, no, no, no

We don't talk about Nell, but

It was my prom night

Saffron: It was her prom night

Abbi: We were all dancing

And the stars shone so bright in the night

Saffron: Stars shone so bright in the night

Abbi: Nell arrives with red in her eyes

Saffron: Thunder

Abbi: Are you telling the story or am I?

Saffron: I'm sorry, Abbi, please go on

Abbi: Nell says, “Clowns are converging”

Saffron: Why did she tell us?

Abbi: The mood then becomes depressing

Abuela get the umbrellas

Married in a hurricane

Saffron: What a joyous day but anyway

Abbi & Saffron: We don't talk about Nell, no, no, no, no

We don't talk about Nell

Monika(?): Hey, grew to live in fear of Nell stuttering or stumbling

I can always hear her sort of muttering and mumbling

I associate her with the sound of feral cats

Hiss, hiss, hiss

It's a heavy purse with a curse so humbling

Always left Prez and the Cursed Princess Club fumbling

Tried stopping her premonitions but they all fell flat

Let’s leave it at that

Syrah(?): White-red hair, head to toe in stripes

When she gives you a glare you’re in for some strife

Yeah, she sees your death and takes away your breath (Hey)

Ensemble: We don't talk about Nell, no, no, no, no (No, no)

We don't talk about Nell (We don’t talk about Nell)

???: He told me my fish would die, the next day, dead

Ensemble: No, no

???: He told me I'd grow a gut and just like he said

Ensemble: No, no

???: He said that all my hair would disappear, now, look at my head

Ensemble: Hey!

Your fate is sealed when her premonition’s said

Jolie: She told me that the life of my dreams

Would be promised, and I would be Queen

She told me that my kingdom would grow

Like a forest with trees evergreen

Spider: Hey, Prez, an intruder’s on their way

Thermidora: She told me that the one of my dreams

Would be just out of reach

Under the sea~

It's like I hear him, now

???: Hey sis, I want not a sound out of you

Thermidora: It's like I can hear him now, I can hear him now

Gwendolyn: Uhm, Nell

Yeah, about that Nell

I’d really like to know about Nell

I’d like the truth and the whole truth, Nell

Prez: Guys, an intruder’s here!

Ensemble: Time for tea!

White-red hair, head to toe in stripes

It was my prom night

It was her prom night

She told me that the life of my dreams

Grew to live in fear of Nell stuttering or stumbling

When she gives you a glare you’re in for some strife

We were all dancing

And the stars shone so bright in the night

Stars shone so bright in the night

Would be promised, and I would be Queen

I can always hear her sort of muttering and mumbling

I associate her with the sound of feral cats

Hiss, hiss, hiss

Yeah, she sees your death

Nell arrives with red in her eyes

She told me that my kingdom would grow

It's a heavy purse with a curse so humbling

And takes away your breath

Thunder

Are you telling the story or am I?

I'm sorry, Abbi, please go on

Like a forest with trees evergreen

I’m fine

Always left Prez and the Cursed Princess Club fumbling

Tried stopping her premonitions but they all fell flat

Let’s leave it at that

Hey, guys, an intruder’s on their way

Nell says, “Clowns are converging”

Why did she tell us

White-red hair, head to toe in stripes

She told me that the life of my dreams

Would be promised, and I would be Queen

She told me that the one of my dreams would be just out of reach

The mood then becomes depressing

Abuela get the umbrellas

When she gives you a glare you’re in for some strife

Under the sea, sea~

Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams

Married in a hurricane

What a joyous day

And I'm fine, and I'm fine, and I'm fine, I'm fine

He's here

Don't talk about Nell

Gwendolyn: Why did I talk about Nell?

Ensemble: Not a word about Nell

Gwendolyn: I never should have brought up Nell

[galinophrum]

[taymartiart]

Treat ur witch right ✨

From the Rowan Blood series by @skellygraves

[princesscolumbia]

Smokin' Hot

Was having an absolutely miserable night last night, so even though I was not planning on posting this one until Monday, I felt like I needed a win so I finished it up early and shot it off into the universe. I'll be posting the next chapter of Double Isekai tomorrow, so stay tuned.

Oh, and if you haven't read the two previous stories in this series (don't worry, they're one-shots), here's the links:

The Joketsuzokunichuaan Saga

Description:

What if there was a "Spring of Drowned Warrior Woman?" And what if the Amazon tribeswomen were obligate impression procreators instead of just having a silly law about marrying outsider men who managed to defeat them?

Notes:

And, most importantly, what if you could write such a series without it being squicky 'bad end' fetish porn?

Like a Cat in Heat

Dragon's Lair

Summary:

Kasumi doesn't want to remember

Notes:

This one is...different from the other two entries in this series. If you know me at all, except for certain themes (Celestia is always Sunset's mom somehow, Ranma is always at least NB, if not transfemme, context is king, etc.) I don't like repeating things. Considering I already "repeated" Ranma's curse with Herb for "Dragon's Lair," I didn't want to give someone in the Phoenix tribe a Joketsuzokuniichuan curse and call it a day. A good part of this fic's story and structure can be laid at the feet of Tamsyn Muir and the way she told an absolutely batshit insane, totally off the wall, MAGNIFICENTLY managed Harrow the Ninth. If you haven't read The Locked Tomb yet, you won't have any idea what I'm talking about. If you have, you'll see exactly what I mean fairly quickly.

Preview below the cut:

"This," said Ku Lon to the gathered Saotome-Tendo families, "Is Plum. Yes, like the fruit. Her family have been serving as guides for Jusenkyo for as long as records of the springs have been kept. She took over from her father a couple of years ago and has been doing a far sight better a job than he did...and she's also exceptionally brave."

"Plum not know who to trust. Just know Ku Lon and Xian Pu good to Plum when mother die. So Plum come here when Jusenkyo start to dry up."

Kasumi fidgeted as surreptitiously as she could under the restaurant table. She knew she didn't really have a place at these discussions. She wasn't a martial artist, she wasn't bonded to or wed to one of the Joketsuzoku, and she didn't have any dragon blood in her family line. She was here because she was the 'matriarch,' for whatever that title was worth, of the Tendo family and so honor demanded she attend. She at least had the reassuring company of Hiroshi and Daisuke seated with her at the same table, today wearing some rather silly maid costumes in their female forms. The three of them had bonded over the fact that they had the least ability to do anything for anyone in this rarified atmosphere of condensed power and martial skill.

"Wait, the springs're drying up?" Ranma gaped, "Aint they been around for, like, thousands of years?"

Plum nodded, "Springs guarded by Joketsuzoku, kept clean by Musk, and fed by spring in Mount Phoenix. Three tribes, three legs of stool, is balancing act."

Ku Lon spoke up when confused looks spread through the non-natives to the Juusendo region, "While we don't have records of the origin of Jusenkyo, the legends of our peoples tell of the Amazons, the Musk, and the Phoenix working together in a sort of...mutually assured destruction peace treaty. The Musk would master the springs themselves, the Phoenix keeping the source of the springs safe, and the Joketsuzoku keeping the outside world from discovering the secrets of the springs. And in the middle of it all," she pointed with her cane to Plum, "The guides, only there to observe and to keep wandering visitors safe and direct them to the Joketsuzoku."

"Four months ago we got word of some serious troop movements among the Musk," Nabiki almost unconsciously put her hand on Jian's knee with a gentle squeeze, "They were positioning units in concerning ways, but once it was clear that the Joketsuzoku weren't the target, Ku Lon and I decided to take a 'wait and see' approach. We expected that if this was unprovoked Musk aggression, then the Phoenix Tribe would send someone to the Joketsuzoku to ask for help, part of the balance of power in the region. But instead...?"

"We got silence," interjected Ku Lon. "We, that is, the village sent emissaries, but they were turned away before they even got to the foot of the mountain. We then sent peace envoys to the Musk to see if they were acting on some sort of aggression from the Phoenix people, but our warriors were attacked without provocation. Fortunately, no loss of life, or else this would be a drastically different kind of meeting."

The Elder Emeritus sighed and sipped at her tea, "At least we have an idea why the Musk reacted now, if the Phoenix are interfering with the flow of the water from Juusendo, then the Musk, who use the springs regularly for their...barbaric purposes, would have noticed first. Why they didn't come to us..."

"Because my father is a fool," snapped Jianren. "He believes that men, and specifically the Beast Warriors of the Musk, are all that anyone needs for true power. He will see this as a personal attack against him, specifically, and everyone else is complicit in the crimes he imagines are being committed against him."

"Idiotic old lizard," grumbled Ku Lon, "What is more distressing is the news that the Kaisufuu has been found." At the expected blank looks, she explained, "There are two artifacts that were created to work in tandem with the Springs of Jusenkyo. The Chiisuiton, or Locking Ladle, and the Kaisufuu, or Pot of Liberation. When a silly young prince," Ku Lon nudged Jianren gently with the head of her staff, "So foolishly thought the best way to acclimate himself to the sight of a naked woman was to use his people's traditions to make a mistress of a monkey," Jian had turned beet red and was clasping her free hand over her eyes, her other hand held by an impishly smiling Nabiki, "He, now she, fell victim to the Locking Ladle, which was then lost when Ha Bu fled rather than deal with the ongoing shame of being a princess in a land where women were considered to be barely above animals."

"Legend said that the two artifacts will point the way to each other," Jian interjected, "I thought to take the ladle and pail with me to find the kettle, but then I was ambushed by some highwaymen in the deep backwoods of China. I overpowered them, but the pail and ladle were lost in the battle. That...that was the moment I swore off my birth name and became Jianren."

Kasumi watched as Nabiki leaned into her wife and the two cuddled for a bit. To her left, Hiroshi and Daisuke looked on as well, satisfied smiles like book-ends on their faces.

"Given the kettle was lost centuries ago," continued Ku Lon when it became clear that Jian wasn't going to say anything further, "It is only reasonable to conclude that the pail and ladle were recovered somehow and then used to track down the Kaisufuu. If only one artifact was the possession of either the Phoenix or the Musk, it would be bad. But given the Musk have been behaving defensively and the Phoenix have halted the flow of the springs, we have to assume that the Phoenix tribe has both artifacts and are preparing to use them for some reason we cannot know without more information."

The more experienced warriors, politicians, and martial artists began speculating, though it was clear they were going to be talking in circles. Kasumi looked over to the other two girls at the table and reached out, clasping Hiroshi's hand, "You don't have to do it, you know."

They both turned to her with confusion etched on their faces. In a bit of the puckish karmic humor Jusenkyo was known for among those who studied the magics of the springs, where Daisuke had the more common dark black hair of most Japanese men and Hiroshi had lighter, shaggier brown, almost blond hair as a man, as women their hair colors were nearly exactly reversed, though Daisuke's girl-form hair was closer to dirty blond than light brown. They had similar builds to each other, which had led to some interesting clothing swaps on occasion. Of course, they both had a masculine sense of feminine modesty, which is to say nearly non-existent, a fact for which Nabiki and Jianren had taken shameless advantage of over the years.

"What're you talking about, Kas-chan?" asked Daisuke innocently.

Kasumi just swept Hiroshi's hand into a two-handed grip and bore into the part-time woman's eyes with her own, "You know Jian is capable of taking care of herself, even against her father. Please, you know how much it will hurt Jianren, and Daisuke and Nabiki will be heartbroken."

The two boys-turned-girls looked at each other with sad, defeated expressions. "C'mon, Kas-chan," drolled Hiroshi as she turned to the older woman, "You know that's not how this conversation went."

(Read the whole thing on AO3)

[trashmouthdickiebird]

Icarus, the sun, and the moon

Please read Prince of the Sorrows I am so normal about this book

[sasha-uria]

A little sketch of Saffron from Prince of the Sorrows

[cpcposting]

Saffron really is the type of guy who complains about the club 24/7 but if he hears anyone shit-talking it he’s gonna mess them up fr 

[babyspacebatclone]

That being said, this brings hope for her developing a healthy relationship with Saffron.

Because she had to get to know him within the confines of the CPC - that is, under the “no flirting/traumatizing” while also having to deal with each other on a regular basis - she had to actually learn how to deal with him as a person.

At this point, her typical reaction to seeing her beaus’ flaws - find a new distraction - won’t happen because she’s already seen all of Saffron’s flaws and humanity.

And vice versa.

ALSO i know this panel is from a while ago but. i'm so normal over the implication that syrah has dealt with all her problems by just distracting herself with relationships and etc., or at least gwen has noticed that about her due to it being in her dream. i do greatly enjoy syrah being the most mentally stable and just being completely unbothered by her curse but also hehe angst

[patternscolorsflowers]

✨The Care and Keeping of Your Beantighe✨

1.) Wash often (preferably with the finest oils and salts, lest your chambers smell of creek and stables.)

2.) Always praise (and give smooches) never scold!

3.) Lavish with fine foods (especially strawberry cakes) so they have the energy to serve you, best.

4.) Read to them; Gods know they can’t do it themselves, and there’s something rather endearing about pulling them close by the fire and sharing your worldly knowledge with them.

5.) A well-rested beantighe can accomplish more work! Make sure they have a comfortable bed to sleep in at night (preferably satin sheets.)

6.) A spoiled beantighe is a happy beantighe!

Cylvan: “…Saffron wrote this, didn’t he?”

Saffron: 😏😏😏

Cylvan: “At least púca’s literacy is improving. But at what cost…”

✨fanart by me, characters belong to @skellygraves from their book “Prince of the Sorrows” 💖✨

[ionlydrinkhotwater]

Kellenverse

Saffron and Briar Hanging Out

Looking forward to the Fox and the Dryad by @skellygraves and you all need to check out the Rowan Blood series

[taymartiart]

“My treasure…”

I’ve recently adopted cinnamon roll Saffron from @skellygraves amazing Rowan Blood series. ❤️

Next is drawing Saffron w a big ass blunt. He deserves it.

[movienized-com]

Three Little Birds

Three Little Birds (Serie 2023) #RochelleNeil #SaffronCoomber #YazminBelo #JavonePrince #BobbyGordon #ArthurDarvill Mehr auf:

SerieJahr: 2023- Genre: Drama Hauptrollen: Rochelle Neil, Saffron Coomber, Yazmin Belo, Javone Prince, Bobby Gordon, Arthur Darvill, Tierney Turner, Malachi Hall, Shay Descartes, Michelle Fox, Leemore Marrett Jr., Amy Beth Hayes, Susan Lawson-Reynolds, Shobu Kapoor … Serienbeschreibung: Das Drama, das von Sir Lenny Henry geschrieben wurde, wurde von den Geschichten seiner Mutter inspiriert,…

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Reading herald of the witches mark