#disney week

[randombrowngirl]

Can you guess what the theme for today is ?

[polydraws]

Day 7: Free day

Encanto

[womenwearingpearls]

Katy Perry

[sirussly]

(( OOC: I hope y’all are ready for Disney Week... ))

[jenlizrose]

When is she going to stop posting Ariel content, I hear you ask? The answer is never.

[shinsoukokuvalentine]

Rose Red

(The theme for this week is Disney! I have 7 ideas ready for fics based off Disney movies. First: Snow White!)

306/365: Rose Red

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“There’s a young man in a glass coffin,” said the Prince’s men. “He was found in the woods.”

Ryuunosuke’s horse slowly walks through the forest underbrush. The rider keeps his eyes narrow, forward, lips pulled tight.

“He must have been a man of great stature to have a burial of such grandeur,” the men said. “As prince, it is your duty to visit the final resting place of all your nobles.”

But no one knows this noble, Ryuu thinks now with a sigh and a roll of his eyes. The only young noble he remembers was lost to him months ago, in these very woods, never to be heard from again. Ryuu can only hope he found somewhere safe.

His gloved hands grip tighter to the reins. When he closes his eyes, he can still see them. He can still see the envy and rage in that man’s eyes when he demanded Atsushi must be killed. He can still see Atsushi, his lover of more than three years, despite his ominous title of the “assassin prince” due to how efficiently he seemed to keep his line to the throne - all rumors, but all true, of course.

He can still see Atsushi’s face when Ryuu told him he was hired to kill him. He can still see him running, only once looking back at Ryuu, tears spilling out of his sunset-colored eyes.

“Sir,” one of his guards says suddenly, pulling Ryuu back to the present. “We’re here.”

Chest heavy, Ryuu slides off his horse. The clearing appears to be the single peaceful spot in the entire forest, with lush grass, bright sunlight, and butterflies fluttering across the grass. Everything feels ethereal, with the body at its center only making it more so.

The coffin seems to be sitting on a platform of pure gold. Inside the glass case, a body lies still, dressed in fine clothes and surrounded by flowers of all colors.

Abruptly, Ryuu stops dead.

“No,” he whispers.

Suddenly he’s running. Suddenly he’s screaming, though it takes a moment for him to realize that that horrible, raspy cry comes from his own mouth. Suddenly his hands slam into the glass, and his wide eyes stare at the man inside.

“No,” he pleads, as if what was done could be undone.

But Atsushi lies still, eyes forever closed.

“No,” he says again. “No. No, no, NO!”

He begins to hit his fists on the coffin, screaming, crying out in rage. Because it’s his fault. He did this. If he had just protected Atsushi instead of sending him into the woods, then-!

Ryuu’s servants try to hold his arms, but he snarls like a beast and pushes them away. He’s started to form cracks in the glass. With every impact, they stretch farther, reaching together and forming new patterns like ice and spiderwebs.

Then, with a final shout, with a final slam of his fists, a great crack echoes through the forest. And the glass shatters.

With his gloves, Ryuu tenderly but quickly brushes the glass from Atsushi’s body. He cradles his face, stares into it, half expecting those eyes to open, to tell Ryuu everything’s okay.

But they stay closed. Atsushi doesn’t move, and Ryuu can only stare at him with eyes blurred from tears that drip down onto Atsushi’s face. He tastes the salt of his own tears when he leans down to kiss his lover one final time.

Warmth suddenly spreads across cold lips. Empty lungs suck in fresh air. A paused heart begins to beat once more.

And Ryuu pulls back. He stares, watches as Atsushi’s eyes flutter.

“... Ryuu?” He says groggily, squinting, blinking at the harsh sunlight. “... Where am I?”

He yelps a bit when Ryuu suddenly embraces him, holding him fast to his chest.

“I’m never letting you out of my sight again,” he whispers, breathless, clutching at Atsushi’s shirt.

Atsushi seems stunned for a moment, but slowly he moves. He wraps his arm around Ryuu and sighs contentedly.

“I’m happy to see you, too.”

[metamorph-magus]

Some days we want cover ourselves in sparkles, dance in front of the kingdom and call ourselves a princess. And other days we dare to fight the dragon and pretend to be a prince.

Thankfully, we can play both.

[actinganimagus]

"You don't know who I am? That is...They call me Kit."

Me? Finally getting around to filming my bits for the Disney Week? Yes.