dragonfishdreams:

phantoms-lair:

kenobi-and-barnes:

skippyreturns:

miraculousturtle:

miracufic:

outintheblack:

fuckyeahwomenprotesting2:

freedominwickedness:

In medieval culture, an event like a royal christening is not a private party; it’s the public social event of the year. To not invite any person of rank to such an event is a deadly insult.

Maleficent is certainly someone you wouldn’t want at a party, but she’s also someone powerful enough that only a fool would ever dare treat her with such blatant disrespect. The only way the King and Queen could possibly have gotten away with not inviting Maleficent was to not invite any of the fairies at all; inviting the other fairies and excluding her is explicitly taking sides in the conflict between the fairy factions.

Which means they made themselves her sworn enemies, and she responded by treating them as such from then on. If you actually get into analyzing the social dynamics of the scene, it’s very clear that Maleficent was willing to show mercy at first by giving the King and Queen a chance to apologize for their disrespect to her. She doesn’t curse Aurora until after she gives them that chance and they throw it back in her face with further disrespect.

And yeah, if the King and Queen had done the properly respectful thing and invited her, Maleficent would have given Aurora a scary awesome present. Moreover so would the other fairies, because at that point both sides would be using it as an opportunity to show off and one-up each other. What they gave her before Maleficent showed up was basically just trivial party favors by fairy standards.

How do you know so much about the social dynamics of medieval fairies

Because the very first things anyone reading a legit fairy tale will realize right away is
A) there are Rules and
B) ignore them at your peril

…okay, now I just want to see baby Aurora being told by Maleficent that she will be a conqueror and a ruler without peer, the master of all Europe, to whom kings and emperors bow and scrape.

ahhhhhh i need

Sleeping Beauty AU with warrior queen Aurora leading her armies across the country to glory and victory

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

@providentially-demonic

“Not only will you be a powerful ruler,” the next fairy after Maleficent steps up, “You will be just, honorable, and skilled, respected by friend and foe alike. What you take you will keep, and you will be remembered kindly by history.”

“Furthermore,” the second fairy steps up, “Any land you rule will prosper. Under your hand the people will thrive, the crops will flourish, and the stock be in good health. There will be wealth enough for all, with enough left for generosity.”

With this, all eyes turned to the third fairy, wondering what gift she would offer, what favour could be grand enough to follow these wonderous blessings of power, strength, and prosperity. Slowly, the third fairy approached the bassinet, standing before it a moment in contemplation, before finally speaking.

“All dogs with be your friends. Even the wild ones. Wolves too. If it’s a canine, it’s your friend now, yet they will never jump on you, make you smell weird, or get you all covered in fur.”

“Show off,” muttered Maleficent under her breath.

domastri:

MAHOUSHOUJUNE DAY 23 – Volcano 

among the youngest of her family’s lineage, it’s their tradition to use their lava-based magic for benevolent uses like agriculture rather weaponize it as expected. this girl here specializes in growing tea, and she’s pretty comfortable with her farm girl life, rather than jumping to fight crime or save the world. she doesn’t see how her powers and personal philosophy would fit that lifestyle, but sometimes she’s convinced to lend a hand

One of the prompts I was excited to get my hands on from the jump! Definitely partially inspired by that one scene in The Incredibles where Mirage explains how fertile volcanic soil is and how misunderstood volcanos are. The lighting was tricky but I also really want to draw that lava hair again so I’ll figure it out eventually.

allaboutmyths:

someone: The Roman gods are just taken from the Greeks wholesale
me: Actually, the gods we know as the Roman gods existed for at least several centuries—-and likely longer—-before their Greek equivalents were superimposed over them. Take for example Mars, who was not just a god of war, but also agriculture. In edition, he was extremely important to the pre-Roman Italians, being second to Jupiter and being an integral member of the Archaic Triad, alongside Jupiter and Quirinus. He even has a Roman-only consort in Nerio, or “Valor”, and his relationship with Venus came much later.

indicativeof-sideways-escalation:

africanaquarian:

me, learning about the greek pantheon in elementary: wow, I love athena, so brave and smart

me, after reading about the story of medusa: athena is a spiteful, dumb bitch who can’t direct her anger at the right people! wack ass hoe

Me, after learning than Medusas head was used as a sign of safety and female autonomy in women’s spaces because it was seen as a gift from Athena, to allow Medusa never to be harmed that way again: oh dope, Athenas on our side. Kill a man who dares to look upon you with possession in his heart.

Me, after learning that Athena holds herself to the ‘not like other girls’ standard and usuallys sides with whatever the nearest dick-toting diety says: what the fuck what a fake bitch

Me, after learning that most of the media depicting Greek Gods by the ancient Greeks that survives today was commissioned, designed, and made by men, and therefore does not depict female interpretation or telling of the myths, and is probably extremely biased towards a misogynistic portrayal of a strong woman: the canon Athena was in our hearts all along.

red–thedragon:

poplitealqueen:

Some selkie comes on land, right? And he’s a horny boy, just on dry land to bang as selkies are wont to do, but he’s not a dumb boy so he keeps his seal-skin close at hand, maybe in the form of a jacket tied around his hips or a cloak on his shoulders.

Anyways, he’s walking around. Looking and looking, and OH. Who is this handsome, dripping wet fellow standing by a mini ocean (the human skinned folk call them locks or something like that, our selkie boy can’t quite remember) that he has just come upon? The selkie is all, oooh, is that seaweed in your hair? I love seaweed.

And seaweed head is like, “Sure is. Wanna bang?”

And selkie is like, “Do I!”

But when they’re about to get it on, the selkie notices something strange. Seaweed head’s skin is sticky like glue, catching the hand he presses to his chest fast, and they appear to be walking *into* the mini ocean.

Luckily, seal-skins are easy to use when selkies have them close. Just as they’re disappearing into the dark ripples of the loch, the selkie transforms back into a seal. His hand turns back into a flipper, freeing itself from seaweed head’s strange, sticky hold, and he swims just out of reach.

“You’re the strangest human I’ve ever met,” said the selkie.

“I’m no human,” replied seaweed head. “I’m a kelpie, and I eat humans.”

“Well, I’m not really human,” explained the selkie, kinda weirded out because the kelpie just transmorgrified from seaweed head to a giant frigging horse with inverted hooves. “I’m a selkie. Do you eat selkies?”

The kelpie pondered this.

“I don’t think so?” He finally conceeded, and now he looked kind of uncomfortable. “Maybe you should go home now, weird little…thing.”

But the selkie said nah because this was exciting and new for him, and long story short this is how some kelpie gets adopted by a pod of selkies and learns how not to be a giant sadistic child-eating lake monster, and then the kelpie and the first selkie fall in love because why not? Let monsters love monsters. Cowards. Thanks for reading.

I love this so much