miracujess  asked:

I've been wondering about this for some time now but how do you reckon Mewman nobility works? Because from what I understand Star is the princess of ALL of Mewni, and Moon and River are the absolute monarchs of Mewni, but there are still sub-kingdoms? Are those titles of "queen" and "king" (King Ponyhead, Queen Spiderbite, etc) just honorary and do they actually signify positions such as "count" or "duke"? Or is there information I'm missing?

Granted that it works as needed by the episode and I don’t think even the writers have a 100% clear idea, “Mewni” seems to be used interchangeably as a way to refer both to the whole… continent? country? the show takes place in, the dimension, and the Butterfly Kingdom, but there are several other kingdoms throughout the land. I think the Butterflys are the most powerful ones - possibly even the first ones, but that the original settlers of Mewni went on to found other kingdoms as well. What the “monster” kingdoms are (the Pony Heads, the Lucitors…), I don’t know. Just group of monsters native to Mewni that managed to ammass enough power and richness to buy their status and become equals to Mewmans, probably, just like the Pigeon kingdom recently did.
Money. That’s what it’s all about.

Queen’s Gambit Chapter 5 Irresitible

Catch up on earlier chapters here: Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Three, Chapter Four, Master FanFiction Page, Find me at AO3

Claire couldn’t remember when she’d had a better first date. Though she suspected that the original plan, given the care with which they’d both taken in appearance, was a fancy table-cloth kind of place.

As they left the field in Jamie’s classic MG, he’d eyed her shoes and asked if she, perchance, might have a more serviceable pair? A quick detour to her car and they were off.

As their destination came into focus, Jamie watched Claire twist her curls into a bun, securing it with what looked like two short chopsticks. Next, she slid her heels off wedging her feet into the no lace sneakers she’d unearthed from an old gym bag in her trunk. They did nothing for the outfit, as he suspected she knew; and both of them were overdressed for the amusement park, but he loved the fact that she went along with it anyway.

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a random assortment of fic recs (part 4 has been a long time coming)

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I’ll Be Home For Christmas (With My Fake Girlfriend) by nakedrednailpolish

Summary:  When her girlfriend dumps her the week before Christmas, Regina Mills needs a date to placate her mother’s insistent badgering. Emma Swan, who’s never really spent Christmas with an actual family, steps up to the plate. Throw in a very pregnant woman, her two children, and a Christmas Eve party? Emma and Regina experience a Christmas weekend they won’t soon forget. 
WARNING: The tropiest of tropes, clichést of clichés, this fic will make your teeth rot with the most saccharine of fluff. If you’re not a fan of cheese, then this fic is not for you. (But I hope you read it anyway!) Based heavily off of the movie A Holiday Engagement.

Me: Perfect for the upcoming season. I love the fake relationship trope more than I like breathing, and this is done so well and is so much fun!


fate, the ultimate matchmaker by terribledorkness

Summary: Regina is determined to ignore all the signs- because there is no way that she is Emma Swan’s soulmate. Just because her phone number appeared on her skin after she wrote it on Emma’s does not in anyway mean they are soulmates.Because this is Emma Swan, and Regina Mills hates Emma Swan, and always will. That’s what’s written in the stars, not their supposed love. The universe has obviously made a mistake.Another soulmate AU where Emma’s oblivious and Regina is quietly freaking out, all the time.

Me: This weaves canon and a soulmate trope together just beautifully. It’s funny and well-written and exquisitely in character. I should stop saying I hate soulmate AUs because they always manage to get me. 


Right Here by starvinglunatic

Summary: Regina’s been sick and Emma has a theory. Regina’s pregnant. Regina thinks that’s ridiculous, but Emma turns out to be right. From then on, Emma and Henry try to help Regina make it through a pregnancy that she doesn’t seem very thrilled about. SwanQueen. Swan-Mills family moments. Reminders of OutlawQueen.

Me: This manages to deal with that complex horrible time of 3B and pregnancy in a really fun way. The pining is great and it does right by Marian, which is all I ask for in a fic.


grape-dark clouds and brittle frost by @coalitiongirl 

Summary: Written for Swan Queen Week, Mommy in Love. 

What I know about the day I was born, a list by Henry Daniel Mills:
1) I was born in Storybrooke General Hospital.
2) Mom adopted me right away.
3) It must have been a closed adoption.
4) Did the agency in Boston ever exist?
5) My birth mother is in Storybrooke somewhere.

Me: I mean, obviously I love everything Mari has ever written but also I am a sucker for Henry’s point of view and a nuanced approach to Henry and his mom making their way back to each other. This is such a stunningly good and beautiful narrative that reminds me of the best of ‘Someone Somewhere Must Know The Ending’, as well as being so very very coalitiongirl.


in search of silver linings (we discovered gold) by swansaloft

Summary: Sometimes, it’s not about the destination; it’s about how you get there. And in this case, their journey is going to take a turn through blind dates, Ferris wheels, and a really big boat. (Or, The One Where Regina and Emma go on a couples’ cruise as Totally Platonic Friends.)

Me: delightfully tropey in all the best possible ways, and just such light fun. Swansaloft has such a deft touch for friendship-to-love and light, sweet comedy.


Oh My God, They Were Roommates by @grevgrev

Summary: Listen, you know how sometimes you kind of want to push your roommate out a window, but sometimes you really want to kiss her and maybe live with her forever with like fourteen dogs and a baby or something? Yeah. Emma knows how you feel.

Me: Roommates is a good trope. This is cute and funny and manages to cram a whole lot of pining into a very short space of time.


you’ll never walk alone by @swatkat

Summary: Emma Swan’s Quidditch career, despite her brief and remarkable stint with the US national team, went nowhere. Hired as the coach of the hapless Storybrooke Sirens by none other than the Regina Mills (also known as the Evil Queen in certain quarters), Emma is expected to perform a miracle – or at least, ensure that the Sirens don’t end up at the bottom of the league yet again. It doesn’t help that she and Regina really don’t see eye to eye on most things, or that Regina Mills is really attractive.

The story of a ragtag team of underdogs, two women with pasts to atone for, and a fairytale.

Me: This is just so fun and the characters mold perfectly into their roles in professional quidditch and I love the way canon is mixed with the Harry Potter universe in such interesting, thoughtful ways. 


You, Me, We, Us by @zelena

Summary: “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” she asked as she approached the Queen.

“Picking apples?” the Queen replied, a faux innocent smile on her lips. “Want a taste?”

Emma groaned. She couldn’t believe she was experiencing this kind of role reversal years after she and Regina had buried the hatchet. “Seriously? My house? Couldn’t you just have cut down one of my trees like a normal person?”

“But where’s the fun in that?” The Queen smiled and moved closer to Emma. “I think you’ll have a lot of fun after moving in with Regina. It should resolve a lot of… tensions.”
A Split Swan Queen fic written for Swan Queen Supernova Protostar challenge!

Me: Emmi manages to navigate a complex situation with grace and write something that does justice to all the characters, as well as being really hot.


free as the birds that fly by @insanetwin

Summary: emma gets herself into more trouble than she thinks is deserved. meanwhile, regina adopts a parrot and regrets it.

Me: This is the cutest, funniest, sweetest story about Emma the asshole parrot. I am Fond.


New photographs of the platinum couple to celebrate their 70th Wedding Anniversary!
British photographer Matt Holyoak of Camera Press, took the images in the White Drawing Room at Windsor Castle earlier this month.

The marriage of then Princess Elizabeth to Lietenant Philip Mountbatten took place at Westminster Abbey on the 20th November 1947.

Too Late (A Choices Fanfic) (TRR).

Pairing: Drake x MC.

Summary: Riley finds herself stuck in her new life.

Note: please don’t hate me for this, it wasn’t easy for me to write this at all. 😢💔

-It’s been three months…since she made her decision. It’s been three months…since she chose to become a queen. It’s been three months…since she chose Liam. It’s been three months…since the last time she saw him...Drake… And it’s been three months since the last time she was herself.

It wasn’t an easy decision to make. In fact it wasn’t at all. She fell for both of them. She was so torn. Everyone was telling her how lucky she is. She finally cleared her name, got rid of Madeleine and she’s going to become the queen of Cordonia. She is a queen, a real queen not just the fairytale her dad used to tell her until she fell asleep every night. She is the queen. She must have everything just like in the fairytale, right? She didn’t just do this for herself, she even helped house Beaumont. They’re no longer broke and Bertrand is happy in his life with Savannah and their little baby. Everything is perfect and everyone is happy, right?…well, maybe except her…

But she must be happy, right? She made her friends happy, she chose to marry a person she loves, she is a queen. Why is she so unhappy?

The ladies at court are eyeing her and wishing to be in her place, but none of them know that she is wishing to be in their place as well! The fairytale her dad used to tell her every night wasn’t real. It was just a fairytale. In reality there’s no happy endings.

She has been even barely able to spend some time with Liam. They are always busy, even at night they are both tired, they sleep immediately until the sunrise and they have to get back to work all over again. She is no longer able to go jogging in the early morning and inhale the early morning fresh air like she used to. She is no longer able to see her friends and sneak out with them like they used to. And she doesn’t have the time to take care of herself. It’s like she gave up her whole life for all those people.

Tonight is the night when she’ll see Drake for the first time since she made her decision. She couldn’t erase the picture of his face when she chose Liam from her mind. The hurt, the pain was ripping him apart. It made her ache every night. She missed him, she missed the feelings he gave her. She missed their late night conversations when both of them were able to be themselves. She missed making him flustered. She missed the way he looks at her. She missed the way he calls her by her last name. She missed everything about him. Her hands are shaking nervously as she nodded to the people who bowed for her entering the huge party they decided to make at the palace. They decided to make it so they can catch up with their friends. Does she even have any friends? Bertrand and Savannah entered along with Maxwell. She felt a little relieved, she can talk a little with Maxwell. It’s been two months since the last time she talked to him.

“Your majesty” they said as they all bowed. She was about to talk to Maxwell when lady Penelope came linking her arm with his and they both made their way inside. Riley ignored the lump in her throat. All of the people who are supposedly her friends became strangers. She looked at Liam and saw him laughing with some of his nobles friends. She felt so lonely. Her heart sank when she turned around again as she came face to face with the man she loves. Drake

He is wearing his usual clothes, his blue shirt and black jeans. And for the first time she realizes how much she loves those usual simple clothes that he always wears. His perfume filled her senses. His face looked pale, like he wasn’t sleeping at all lately. He had grown a light soft beard. Her heart ached at the sight of him. Is this all because of her?

He eyes her from her face to her toes with a cold dead look. She never imagined him to look at her that way. She is no longer the woman that he fell for. She is no longer the woman who left her hair down resting on her shoulders no matter how much Bertrand argued with her about it. She is no longer the woman who had a cheerful smile and bright eyes no matter what. She is no longer the woman who is always strong no matter how hard it is. And she is no longer the woman who promised him that she will always be there for him no matter what. She broke that promise and broke him and his heart.

“Your majesty…” He said as he bowed for her avoiding any eye contact with her. He walked past her and made his way inside. Riley never felt anything like this before, she felt hurt, regret, lost and lonely all together. She couldn’t keep it together, her eyes slid shut as hot tears rolled down her cheeks. She knew she is going to break. She turned around and started pushing everyone infront of her ignoring all the looks people gave her as she made her way to the bathroom in her bedroom. As soon as she closed the door shut behind her she broke down as hot tears started rolling down her cheeks. She rested her hands on both sides of the sink and looked at her reflection on the mirror. She doesn’t recognize herself anymore. Mascara is all over her face. She looked so sad and weak. “What have I done to myself?” She said in more like a whisper, as she sat down against the door sobbing. She didn’t care that she is ruining her dress as long as she already ruined herself. She lost a guy who was willing to do anything to make her happy. Her, only her. She broke her promise and broke his heart. He didn’t deserve it. He didn’t deserve anything bad happened to him. He is now as lonely as she is. A thoughts she was scared to think about crossed her mind this time. Torturing herself. How my life would have been If I chose Him? He would probably do everything he doesn’t do just to make me happy. She knew damn well that he will, but she as well knew that it’s too late for this kind of thoughts…