witchlette:

herringbones:

First of a three-part series of spreads of my take on Rapunzel set in India. The book is geared toward a younger audience so I went with younger protagonists as well! 

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sunrisejewelofcorona:

Rapunzel was quick to appreciate the fact that Ravi was familiar with a local place to eat. It was hard to believe that there was anything nearby since everything she could see were trees. And bushes. And trees. She followed behind Ravi as best as she could. There were stones everywhere and it hadn’t occurred to her to ear anything that might protect her feet. Sharp rocks slowed her down some. What’s more, Ravi didn’t always seem to know where he was going.

In fact, she was beginning to wonder if this mysterious establishment existed at all well Ravi brought her to a small inn that admittedly would be hard to find if one wasn’t familiar with its location..He assured her that the inn was quaint just as he opened the door. Inside really was quite nice, not that Rapunzel had much to compare it to. The guests of the inn were frightening, though. There were men of all shapes of sizes. None of them looked friendly, most of them were very dirty and a few even smelled terrible. Rapunzel hid behind Ravi and squeaked.

If it were possible, the grin on Ravi’s face would have literally spread from ear to ear. He knew exactly what was behind the inn’s curtain and had hope this would be exactly her reaction to the numerous thugs, bandits, and overall intimidating men seated through out the main hall they stepped in to.

“Garçon,” he called out in his best French accent before returning to Hindi, “Your finest table, please!” He slipped an arm behind the girl and started to push her in, semi-leading the way. “You smell that? Take a deep breath through the nose.” He took a big inhale himself to accentuate his sentence as the numerous men glared silently in the direction of the unexpected intruders. “Really let that seep in. What are you getting? Because to me, that’s part man-smell and the other part is really bad man-smell.” His tone was kept optimistic as he swore he heard the nearest hulking guy with the underbite and horrible hair cut that was obviously less attractive than he was growl at them. “Your thoughts?”

What finally made him stop was a stouter-looking one had grabbed hold of the trailing tresses behind him and said, “That’s a lot of hair.”

With a bigger smirk, as if that was possible, Ravi replied, “She’s growing it out.” He then leaned down toward the burly man, looking at his facial hair with an inquisitive expression. “Is that blood in your mustache? Alka, look at this! Look at all the blood in his mustache! That, sir, is a lot of blood.”

(Source: ravirider)

sunrisejewelofcorona:

The very notion that she might come across vile men with pointy teeth and the plague, she shuddered before she could take it in. With a nervous chuckle she responded,”Yeah. That would probably be best.” She dusted herself off lightly and began picking at the leaves left in her hair. She was considering the prospect of taking home a furry friend for Pascal when Ravi asked about food.

Rapunzel clutched at her stomach. It has been growling for just under three minutes, but she was unsure of the proper way to ask a stranger if she may eat. She smiled and nodded. However she was to respond, she was certain that looking urgent was probably wrong.

“Well, come on then,” Ravi announced with a grin, grateful that she was. Man, was she in for a surprise. He looked around for a few moments to regain his bearings then started off to the east once he recognized where they were exactly. After a few minutes, the grass beneath them started to disappear as a beaten path took its place, marking that more travelers passed there. Soon enough, a makeshift fence lined the path they continued to follow in the quiet woods.

“I know it’s around here somewhere,” the thief mused then looked to his left. “Ah, there it is! The Snuggly Duckling.” A wooden sign several meters from the lonely little inn creaked in the slight breeze. “Don’t worry, very quaint place, perfect for you. Don’t want you scaring and giving up on this whole endeavor now, do we?” His grin turned more into a smirk as they started to approach the entranceway that was draped up.

(Source: ravirider)

tomcuddles:

The adventure begins

(Source: jackharperr)

resarose:

Disney On Ice, Tangled 💕

sunrisejewelofcorona:

She couldn’t be sure since she had never met one before, but as far as Rapunzel could tell, this small grey ball of fur meant then no harm. She clambered off of Ravi’s back and smiled. Everything in this new world felt so nerve tracking in both fantastic and terrifying ways. “Oh, sorry,” She said with a chuckle. “Guess I’m a bit jumpy.”

After hours of racing around in the forest, she was still frightened of everything. Mother had made sure to teach her for eighteen years about the horrors of the world outside. How was she to know that so many off these threats were just adorable small animals? What she knew of the world was that criminals were waiting at every turn to take advantage of her magic hair. it was a secret she would try to keep that would inevitably be discovered. No one could help it.

The rodent skittered back into the bushes with another rustle as Ravi smoothed down his shirt and retightened the cord around his hair. Looking off in the distance, the gears in his head started churning again. “Probably be best if we avoid ruffians thugs, though…” His focus returned back to the small girl, a brow raised in question. From the way everything was going so far, he was expecting her to say yes. Well, that was too bad for her.

“Are you hungry?” He asked as if trying to change the subject. “I know a great place for lunch.”

(Source: ravirider)

sunrisejewelofcorona:

“What?” Let her out of the deal? Not even stopping for a moment to consider the possibility of going home, she assumed he didn’t want his satchel any longer. Pascal shot her a glance that made Ravi s plan at least a bit more obvious to her. And when he landed on her shoulder, she could see right through this smooth talker.

Hardly a day had passed and she was so tired of his attitude. She gave him a shove to remind him she was serious about her wish. There was no way she would take that leap, go this far, make a deal with a complete stranger just to turn back and wait for another eighteen years.   “No. I will see those lights,” she insisted in her most authoritative voice. When was he going to realize that this meant the world to her?

She knew he wouldn’t take the news lying down all the same and was sure to wild her trusted skillet. ”I will use this,” she reminded him. From the bushes behind her, there was a rustling noise sure to bring forth some nasty beast. She hoped on Ravi’s back to use him as a shield and waved her pan before her. “Is it ruffians? Thugs? Have they come for me!”

The shove was unexpected, which made Ravi throw his hands up in defense out of reflex. “Oh, come on,” he exclaimed in frustration, totally breaking the facade he held up for a while without a second thought once he plans came crashing down. “What’s it going to take to get my satchel back?!” The frying pan was shoved in his face once again, making him immediately back off as his hands were up again as he gazed over the cast-iron surface and down at her glare.

Hearing the rustle as well, he looked on curiously for the source. A chill ran up his spine and within the next second, he was almost knocked over by Little Miss I’ve-Got-a-Pan-and-I’m-Not-Afraid-To-Use-It as she clambered onto his back. He figured the cause of his hair at the back of his neck standing up was just because she ran so quick, the cool air got to him. Uncomfortable as it was, he managed to keep his balance while she shifted and clung to him.

A three-striped palm squirrel emerged from beneath the undergrowth, its nose twitching in the air as it stared at them.

Ravi pursed his lips, unimpressed. “Stay calm,” he began, his voice bored and heavily-laden with sarcasm. “It can probably smell fear.”

(Source: ravirider)

sunrisejewelofcorona:

“What?” There was just no hiding anything from him. The very last thing she needed was to be caught sobbing behind a rock after trying so hard to convince him(and herself) she could tough it out in the wild. Which, by the way, she was beginning to doubt. There were so many kinds of strange noises outside the tower.

“Break her heart?” The possibility of upsetting Ma had occurred to her, yes, but Rapunzel never considered for a moment that her mother might be broken at the thought of losing her daughter forever. Now that it was brought to her attention it seemed only reasonable. “Crush her soul?” She would never- she could never.

Mother was harsh sometimes, sure, but she loved her more than anything. She had rescued her from being torn apart by wild animals when she was abandoned as a baby. Ma had told her the whole story in all it’s gory detail. They could have gotten eaten alive! And now here Rapunzel was, far from home and directly disobeying the one order her mother gave her.

“It would crush her soul, you’re right.”

As she mulled over his words, Ravi looked around at the flora around them, a bored expression gracing is rugged face. “In half,” he responded as he plucked a grape from its stem when the girl asked, “Break her heart?” He squeezed the small berry between his fingers as she echoed his “Crush her soul” line and promptly answered, “Like a grape.”

Still keeping his calm demeanor as he sensed the self doubt in her voice, he sighed and wiped the juice away on his pants before helping her up to her feet. Poor girl. “I am right, aren’t I? Oh bother.” As she continued to stare blankly ahead, he let out another sigh as if he was making the toughest decision ever and placed a sincere hand on his chest. “All right. I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I’m letting you out of the deal.” He started toward the rock the pan was leaning against as well as where the frog glared at him and picked both up (gripping the animal a little tighter than needed).

“Let’s just turn around and get you home—here’s your pan, here’s your frog,” he interjected as he returned her belongings to her then started gently pushing her along in the direction of the way they came from, “I get back my satchel, you get back a mother-daughter relationship based on mutual trust and—voila!—we part ways as unlikely friends.” By the quietness of her reactions, this had to be working and his satchel—and that crown— will be back in his hands in no time.

(Source: ravirider)

swashbucklingrider:

Flynn squinted, shooting the man a wide-eyed look and scoping him from head to toe. “… Whoa.” He took a step back. “Who’re you!?” The man had a similar physical appearance to Flynn— preposterous! Who was this guy? Surely he would of recognized the man in Corona before. They were nearly a spitting image! “What kind of trick are you pulling, huh?” He questioned, poking the man in the chest with a glare.

Ravi’s brows were furrowed to match his unamused expression as his arms firmly crossed over his chest while the other man stared him down. He would hate to admit it, but he shared the same skepticism this guy was clearly expressing. It was almost like looking in a mirror to some strage alternate reality. The whole thing seemed too farfetched to be true, yet here this guy was, jabbing his finger into his chest and scowling at him.

“Look, you, careful with the merchandise, all right?” He scoffed with a wave of his hand, as if brushing off the man’s pokes. “No tricks here, buddy. Although, I probably can’t say the same for you…” He let his voice drop at the end of his sentence, taking his turn to eye the stranger.