#cinderella
I just heard that a nickname for Hephaestus, the Greek god of blacksmithing, is “sooty god.”
Somebody please write a story where Cinderella gets a patron god. They’d get along so well.
Cinders; soot. Mistreated by stepfamily (made a servant in her own home); mistreated by Olympians (thrown off Olympus because he was born disabled).
Maybe she impresses the prince by crafting something more epic than a shoe. Maybe she just leaves and starts her own blacksmithing business, with no need for a man. Maybe she gets vengeance.
I’m just saying, there’s potential.
Cinderella:*spots Mulan, Merida, Moana and Raya sitting on a bench*
Cinderella: Why do you guys look so uncomfortable?
Merida: Sit down with us, so we can tell you.
Cinderella: *sits down*
Mulan: This bench is freshly painted.
Cinderella:
Snow White: I really want Elsa to like me back.
Cinderella: You gotta use what God gave you.
Snow White: What did God give me?
Cinderella: Your beauty.
Aurora: That’s a weird way to call her ass, but sure.
Cinderella: What were you two doing out so late?
Merida: We, hum-
Cinderella: Ten words, or else…
Moana, counting on her fingers:We. Threw. Punches. At. Some. People. In. A. Fight.
Cinderella: That’s only nine-
Merida, still counting:Bitch.
Cinderella: Why did you agree to being fake married to Namaari?
Raya: C'mon, Ella! A chance at seeing you arch nemesis getting on their knees before you and begin in front of everyone?
Raya: And being able to casually accept as if you don’t care at all??
Raya: How could I resist?