so i was watching cinderella while doing my nails and waiting for them to dry which was clearly a Mistake because now i can’t help but think -
the evil stepmother was always evil, okay. say her abuse of her own daughters was different than that of cinderella’s - but it was still abuse. giving them impossible expectations, telling them they were never good enough, never pretty enough, never smart enough. and then she gets married, and anastasia and drizella are ecstatic because this man seems kind and warm and maybe just maybe he can temper their mother, maybe with him around she won’t be so cruel. so they’re on their very best behavior in the beginning, they do just as their mother taught - they trot out their best upper court manners in an attempt to get their new stepfather to like them. but it just comes off as cold and snooty and they’re trying, they are, they’re just bad at it. and they see how he is with cinderella, the smiling girl their own age, and they are jealous. they don’t mean to be, they try not to be, they know it isn’t becoming of young ladies. but she gets hugs and kisses and affection and they get rulers slapped on their hands when they reach for desert and sharp jabs to their sides when they slouch and - soon they hate cinderella, not for anything she’s done, but for what she has and they dont
but then her father dies. and it’s all a tumble of things and cinderella is crying and they’ve lost their only chance at escaping their mother’s clutches and it’s terrible. and everything settles and there’s no reason to be jealous anymore but resentment is hard to let go of and they don’t know what to do. they’re only kids too after all. and they’re so terribly bad at comforting people, they can do flowery words and know all the right bows but cinderella is so sad and they just don’t know what to do with that, because they’re supposed to be sisters but they’re not even friends
and slowly but surely their mother starts abusing cinderella, starts making her a maid in her own home, and she’s their mother, what are anastasia and drizella supposed to do? she rules them with an iron fist, and cinderella doesn’t even like them anyway, it’s none of their business.
except one night anastasia crawls into her sister’s bed in the middle of the night and wakes her up. “i was thirsty,” she explains, eyes wide and shiny, and they’re bad at this with other people but drizella has no problems with pulling anastasia into her arms. the younger girl clutches her sister and continues, “i was thirsty and i went down to the kitchen to get some water and - and cinderella is still up! she’s doing the dishes, and she should be asleep, mom is going to make her make breakfast in the morning and -” she cuts herself off with a hiccup and whispers, “it’s not fair.”
“life isn’t fair,” drizella says, echoing one of their mother’s favorite phrases. but her sister is staring at her with wet eyes, and it’s not like their mother is likely to get up before sunrise anyway, she hates waking up, so she pulls herself and anastasia out of bed and off they go.
Lapis redesign because I dislike her canon one. Specifically because of the fact she doesn’t really have any shapes that really DEFINE her, like Garnet = Squares, Amethyst = Circles, Peridot = Triangles ect, I associated her with a water drop shape cause…. y’know w a t e r.
Also got rid of the horrid neon blue colors and gave her speckles of yellow, like the ACTUAL LAPIS LAZULI GEM HAS. Why didn’t she have any sort of yellow incorporated into her design in the first place.
I got this Spanish chica, she don’t like me to roam So she call me cabron plus marricon Said she likes to cook rice so she likes me home I’m like, “Un momento” - mami, slow up your tempo
I got this black chick, she don’t know how to act Always talkin out her neck, makin her fingers snap She like, “Listen Jigga Man, I don’t care if you rap You better - R-E-S-P-E-C-T me”
I got this French chick that love to french kiss She thinks she’s Bo Derek, wear her hair in a twist My, cherie amor, t£ est belle Merci, you fine as fuck but you givin me hell
I got this Indian squaw the day that I met her Asked her what tribe she with, red dot or feather She said all you need to know is I’m not a ho And to get with me you better be Chief Lots-a-Dough
I got this young chick, she so immature She like, “Why you don’t buy me Reeboks no more?” Like to show out in public, throw tantrums on the floor Gotta toss a couple dollars, just to shut up her holla
Got a project chick, that plays her part And if it goes down y'all that’s my heart Baby girl so thorough she been with me from the start Hid my drugs from the NARCs, hid my guns by the parts
I got this model chick that don’t cook or clean But she dress her ass off and her walk is mean Only thing wrong with ma she’s always on the scene God damn she’s fine but she parties all the time
I get frequent flier mileage from my stewardess chick She look right in that tight blue dress, she’s thick She gives me extra pillows and seat back love So I had to introduce her to the Mile High Club
I got this paranoid chick, she’s scared to come to the house
A hypochondriac who says ouch before I whip it out
Got a chick from Peru, that sniff Peru She got a cousin at customs that get shit through
Got this weedhead chick, she always catch me doin shit Crazy girl wanna leave me but she always forgets
Got this Chinese chick, had to leave her quick’ Cause she kept bootleggin my shit
I got this African chick with Eddie Murphy on her skull She like, “Jigga Man, why you treat me like animal?” I’m like excuse me Ms. Fufu, but when I met your ass you was dead broke and naked, and now you want half
I got this ho that after twelve million sold Mami’s a narcolyptic, always sleepin on Hov’ Gotta tie the back of her head like Deuce Bigalow I got so many girls across the globe..
My relationship with my caregiver is not
“I want you to have complete control over me” it’s “I don’t trust myself to make the right decisions so I need your help with it”
My relationship with my caregiver is not
“treat me like a baby because it’s degrading and I like that” It’s “the world is scary and too big and I need to be small and not be bothered by responsibilities right now”
My relationship with my caregiver is not “dress me to the nines in onesies and pacifiers because we think it’s hot” it’s “dressing for my mental age helps me regress and pacifiers help calm my anxiety”
My relationship with my caregiver is not “I’m calling you daddy because it’s a turn on for both of us” it’s “I like addressing you as my caregiver, using a word that means strong and nurturing”
For some people, it’s a sexual thing. But for me, it isn’t. So please don’t treat my relationship with my caregiver as a kink.
They jokingly asked if I could do #backflips in my @houseofcb dress and @carmensteffens #heels. It felt like the right time to find out 😉