You know, we see a lot of cisswap aus for Disney, but can we have more role reversals pls?
I want to see Jasmine as the sly street rat, enchanting passersby with a bat of her eyelashes and the swing of her hips - before robbing them blind and disappearing over a rooftop before they even know what’s hit them.
Flynn as the sheltered prince bored out of his skull, ready to jump out of his tower if only to sate his restlessness. Then in comes the small and spunky Rapunzel, long, wispy blond hair braided in a thick rope down her back, arms wrapped in lean muscle and a white palace horse following her like a lovesick puppy, despite her being a known criminal.
Big, burly Kristoff, so shy and awkward despite his stature. Kristoff who adores his big sister to the ends of the Earth, who desperately longs for the days of closeness they used to share when they were younger. Kristoff who always thought it was his duty to protect his petite, delicate little big sister, with her soft pale skin like fine white lace, her dainty fingers and gentle smile. Kristoff who blames himself for not being able to protect her when she accidentally freezes her entire country in an eternal winter. Kristoff who is enchanted by Anna and somewhat terrifying reindeer, Sven. Anna who is strong and capable, but still ditzy enough to make Kristoff toss and turn at night with worry for his airheaded new friend.
Tarzan as the cultured, eloquent young man, on a study trip with his eccentric mother to learn more about the gorillas. Tarzan meeting the mysterious, half-feral Jane, draped in animal skins and hair cut short and choppy around her face, lest it get snagged on tree branches or tugged out by ferocious predators as she flies through the forest on her vines.
Phillip as the naive, sheltered young prince raised as a simple village boy, meeting the alluring Aurora and her horse in the woods one day as they hunt for game. Her long golden hair is tied back in a neat knot high on her head to keep it out of the way, her fingers sure and unflinching as she strings up her prey. Aurora facing the dragon to save her prince charming; befriending the poor creature, soothing her ferocious rage borne of pain love - the rage of a mother separated from her hatchlings. Aurora promising the dragon to help find her babies, if only she can first be let through to save her prince charming.
We didn’t kiss. Maybe it would all have been different if we had; if she’d planted her feet straight through the ground and stayed there long enough for me to taste the bubblegum on her mouth one last time. Maybe she would have remembered something important and stayed. Instead, she just smiled, her golden hair dry and shining while water soaked through my clothes and clung to my eyelashes. Her dress was clinging to her thighs, and I watched the yellow sunflowers mold themselves onto her legs.
“See you soon,” she said, looking at me one last time before turning on her heels. It was more of a goodbye than I’d ever gotten before, and I was struck still with it. I knew that, beyond anything, I would never see her again, that she had packed up the last of us in her boxes and moved on, but I wanted to believe that she meant it.
She slammed the van door shut behind her and they pulled away, the U-Haul rumbling behind them—a faithful dog full of memories. She didn’t look back until they got to the end of the street, where her entire body turned to look at me through the rain-streaked window of the trunk. She puffed out a breath, fogging up a small circle of the window, and pressed her mouth to it, then she was gone. A cloud of smoke trailed after her the way most things did, and then nothing but the wet sound of tires on the soaked street.
I wondered if she ever wished the rain could touch her. If the rain was ever sad that it couldn’t.
~No Filter Challenge~ by the lovely @butterfly-tattoo 🌷💕
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“Make her leave, Adrien,” Plagg whined. “Don’t fall for her cuteness.”
“Oooh, you think I’m cute?” Kitti fluttered her eyelashes.
Kitti promptly turned her back to him and smiled cheerfully at Adrien. “Don’t listen to him. Plagg’s just a grumpy butt. But, of course, you know that! You live with him!”
Adrien gave his fuming kwami and appraising look. “Well, you’re not wrong.”
Plagg harrumphed rather loudly and folded his arms. “She has no business here. She’s already eaten half of your chocolate and you should throw her out before she eats the rest!”
“Plagg!” Adrien scolded, surprised at his kwami’s hostility. She didn’t seem dangerous and, knowing Plagg, if she posed any manner of threat, she would’ve already been chased out.
The dark kwami glowered at him.
“What rest?” Kitti piped up. “There is no rest! I’ll have you know I searched the entire kitchen and I couldn’t even find so much as a can of cocoa powder! Or—or those little squares of chocolate for baking! Not even so much as a secret stash of chocolates in the back of the pantry! This is the twenty-first century! How can a house as fine as this one not have an abundance of chocolate!”
By the time she had finished ranting, her tail had fluffed up to twice its size in anger, and her little arms were folded across her chest. Adrien couldn’t tell if she was scowling or pouting but whatever it was, it was cute.
“She’s just like you,” Adrien realized then laughed out loud at the absurdity of the whole situation. Shaking his head, he pushed his hair out of his eyes and flopped back onto his pillow.
“She’s nothing like me!” Plagg snapped.
“And thank the makers for that!” Kitti retorted vehemently. “Honestly, of all the foods you could’ve chosen, you picked cheese!! And from all the cheeses you could’ve chosen, you picked the absolute worst!”
Adrien lifted his head. “I like you.”
Kitti beamed and Plagg groaned in exasperation once more. Throwing his hands in the air, he flew away from them and disappeared into the bathroom. Adrien wondered if he was going to try and drown himself.
For anon…POV is Draco’s as requested and reader is Hufflepuff. Y/F/N means your friend’s name.
Draco sat at the Slytherin table with his regular demeanor of boredom. Pansy was sitting next to him, chatting away about her day. She knew Draco was dating Y/N, a Hufflepuff, but that didn’t seem to stop her advances. The boy snorted to himself at the thought. He raised his eyes from the food to across the hall. He smirked slightly as he caught sight of his girlfriend. The Hufflepuff quickly averted her gaze, turning to her own food.
“Caught you,” he thought to himself with a chuckle.
Unfortunately, Pansy took this as a laugh to what she was saying.
“I knew you would find it amusing, Draco,” she cheered while batting her eyelashes. Draco gulped. “Yeah. Sure, whatever.”
Giggling, Pansy playfully shoved the boy, causing him to slam into the girl sitting on his other side.
“Sorry,” he quickly apologized.
The girl just giggled in response, causing him to roll his eyes. It was then that he noticed the closest guy was on the other side of Pansy. Huffing, Draco pushed his plate away from him. He looked back over to the Hufflepuff table to see Y/N standing up. Her gaze remained low as her friends tried to keep her there. Draco’s eyebrows furrowed as she shook her head and left. The friend that had been sitting closer to her shot a death glare at Draco, further confusing him.
Immediately, Draco stood from his seat, causing Pansy and the other girls to whimper. Rolling his eyes, the Slytherin went after his girlfriend with a quick pace. His pace paid off. The second he was outside the dining hall, Y/N was just turning toward the Hufflepuff dormitories. Draco reached out his hand and grabbed her arm. They ended up close to the wall, out of view of the hall.
“Hey,” she rebuffed before her eyes widened, “Oh. Hi Draco.” Her eyes were red and puffy, worrying Draco. His grip lessened. “What’s wrong, Y/N?” he asked, “Y/F/N gave me a stare that could give a Basilisk a scare, so don’t say you’re fine.” Despite her mood, she chuckled. Her face fell again. “It’s just…” “Yeah?” he encouraged gently. “All those girls-perfect Slytherin girls-I don’t look anything like that.” “Wait,” he replied in confusion, “What do you mean?” Her face flushed as her tears picked up. “I’m not as gorgeous as them, Draco. I don’t even know how you wanted to date me in the first place.”
Draco painfully frowned. His heart clenched as he could feel her sorrow. How could she not see how wonderful she was? How perfect? How intelligent? Beautiful? He brought Y/N close, just wanting to hold her. She clutched onto him in desperation. Draco rubbed her back soothingly before kissing her temple.
“Y/N, I love you,” he started, “You’re more perfect than any of those girls combined, alright?” “Even Pansy?” she muttered. Draco chuckled. “Definitely more than Pansy.” He kissed her cheek. “You are stunning, adorable, and so many other things. And that’s not just looks, love. On the inside as well.”
Y/N raised her eyes to meet his green ones. Draco smiled softly at her. Gently, he wiped away her tears with his thumb. He raised his eyebrows and smirked.
“May I see that radiant smile of yours?” he asked. Y/N let out a breathy laugh, beaming in the process. “There it is,” he replied while kissing her forehead. “I love you too,” she whispered. “Good.” He kissed gently kissed her lips. “Can you make sure Y/F/N knows? They may kill me in my sleep if they don’t.”
Y/N laughed loudly at the comment. She nodded before laying her head in the crook of his neck. Draco smoothed a hand over her hair, still holding her. He placed a final kiss on her temple to solidify his feelings.