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{✦} — Lady Tremaine lifted an eyebrow, and looked as though she were about to say something, but Papa grinned at his littlest stepdaughter and chimed in before his new wife could speak. “I think that’s a wonderful idea, Anastasia! Don’t you think so, my dear?” Edward noticed how difficult it was for Lady Tremaine to smile and nod, but she managed it somehow. “Don’t run around for too long, you three.” Papa winked at Edward before escorting his wife inside. 

    “What do you want to see first?” Edward turned to his stepsisters, excited that he could spend some time getting to know them. He also loved his home, and was ecstatic to show it off to anyone who would let him. 

"...You said there were horses?" Anastasia asked excitedly, but her sister didn't seem quite as enthralled. Drizella was looking around, a miniature version of her mother, taking her mother's advice to not get too attached far too seriously. Anastasia rolled her eyes, a little embarrassed by her sister's apparent inability to socialize normally. 

New Family || Edward+Anastasia

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I don't even know what to call this AU // closed RP with sirruber

Despite being part of a well-off family, parties weren't exactly something Anastasia was used to attending. But tonight, in a little kingdom just a few days journey outside of Camelot, Anastasia's family had been invited to a party at the castle. It was exciting, the possibility of making an outstanding impression on royalty. Anastasia and her sister both had to look their absolute best, by their mother's orders. Of course, the red-headed girl was having trouble fighting for the attention of their servant. Her sister, slightly older, was deemed more important and therefore required more help getting ready. After countless hours of primping that could almost have been considered painful, the entire family was ready to go, and a carriage came to take them to the castle.  Almost immediately upon entering the giant ballroom, Anastasia was in awe. It was so grand, so beautiful... Her own home, though nice in comparison to everyone else, looked like a stable compared to the castle. While her sister and mother went around socializing, she trailed behind almost stupidly, too caught up in the splendour of everything to really pay attention to her surroundings. 

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She rolled her eyes. This girl was certainly obnoxious, wasn't she? "Look, I don't even know who you are. And if I don't know who you are, you must not be worth my time. So if you need something, you might want to tell me now."

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The girl's face lit up in excitement at the mention of horses, but fell again as her new stepfather told him to let them rest. She looked up at the man, then over to her mother. "I don't need to rest," she assured them, but one glare from her mother shut her up rather quickly. Mother and Drizella seemed determined to hate the little boy, but Anastasia didn't see anything wrong with him. He seemed like fun! But she didn't want to go against her mother's wishes, and apparently now it was time to rest.  "Mother?" she piped up after a few moments of silence. "Do you think Edward could show me-- Us around the house?" 

New Family || Edward+Anastasia

{✦} — Edward noticed the glares the black-haired girl was shooting at him, but the littler one— the one named Anastasia, with the red hair and quiet voice— seemed more scared than anything else. “It’s nice to meet you, too.” Edward suddenly had a brilliant idea, and reached out for Anastasia’s hand. “Let me show you our horses!”

    “Edward,” Papa laughed, breaking away from his fiancee without a backwards glance. When he knelt beside his son as he always did, Edward caught the eye of Lady Tremaine. She was demure and ladylike within a second, but Edward could have sworn that he saw some deep-rooted dislike in her green eyes. “Let your new sisters rest.” Papa’s voice soothed any misgivings Edward had about his new stepmother. “There will be time for horses later.”

    “Yes, Papa.” Edward smiled, laughing as his father tweaked his nose playfully, ruffling his curls as he stood to his feet.

    “He’s certainly rambunctious, isn’t he?” Lady Tremaine’s lips were almost smiling, but her eyes were fixed upon Edward with disapproval. Once again, Papa didn’t notice the look she gave Edward.

    “That he is, my dear.” He held out his arm for Lady Tremaine to take, which she did. “Just like his mother and I were at his age.” He winked over his fiancee’s head at Edward, and the little boy grinned. 

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She was pulled out of her trance when the boy spoke to her. For a moment, she just looked dumbfoundedly at him, and she looked up to her mother for some sort of hint about what to do. She paused, then offered him a small smile. "I'm Anastasia," she replied, trying to be friendly, but the smile faded when she saw the glare her sister was giving her.  Drizella believed that moving to a new place was giving up part of who they were, and she was extremely bitter about it. Anastasia, a bit more adaptable than her sister, didn't feel the same, but felt obligated to agree with her. She immediately lowered her gaze, studying her feet. "It's nice to meet you," she said quietly. 

New Family || Edward+Anastasia

{✦} — Edward smiled even brighter when the woman who would be his mother stepped out of the carriage, assisted by his father. She was very beautiful, even though she was a good bit older than Edgar Ellington. He heard the murmurs of approval ripple through the staff clustered behind him, and Edward became even happier. Their home was going to be perfect now! His papa called him over, introducing him to his new stepmother and stepsisters. The girls were about his age, Papa explained. Edward wasn’t really friends with girls, but he would be kind to his new sisters. The red-haired one seemed almost lost, and Edward went to her immediately. “Hello! I’m Edward,” he greeted. Papa had told him to be especially good to his new stepsisters, since they were the ones who were being made to move to a new place with new people. “Welcome to our home.” 

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Anastasia sat next to her sister in the carriage, looking out the window with dread. She didn't want to move anywhere new, she didn't want to start a new life. How dare her mother marry a man without her daughter's approval! She huffed, keeping her unhappy expression as the carriage pulled up to the large chateau. After what seemed like an eternity, the carriage pulled to a stop and the footman opened the door. Her mother got out first, followed by Drizella, and Anastasia was last. She looked around in awe, trying to get accustomed to her new surroundings to the point where she completely zoned out throughout the introductions. 

New Family || Edward+Anastasia

{✦} — “Papa!” Edward called out excitedly, bouncing up and down on his tiptoes. “Papa, their carriage is coming down the drive!” The eight-year-old boy was thrilled. His father’s fiancée and her children were arriving at the Ellington Chateau, and Lady Tremaine would marry Edgar Ellington the next morning in the village church. Edgar, tall and handsome and quite younger than his bride-to-be, laughed as he scooped his son up into his arms, tossing him over his shoulder playfully. He set him down when they reached the gate, the servants hurrying to stand behind them in a neat line. 

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AnastasiaxRuber (I DONT EVEN KNOW)

((OH GOD I DON'T EVEN HOW WOULD THIS WIJEGBDNSVJKWGES))

Do they have any “mating rituals”? 

Ehh... Probably not? Let's be real she probably just goes along with whatever he says.

Who is louder?

Probably her. She's loud all the time, it would only make sense.

Who is more experimental?

Actually I feel like Anastasia's probably pretty basic when it comes to what she wants. She goes along with Ruber, yeah, but he's probably more experimental than she is. 

Who takes more risks?

Considering that being with Ruber is a risk in and of itself? Her.

Do they fuck or make love?

I can imagine Ruber would call it fucking, Anastasia would call it ~*making love*~

Lights on or off?

Probably off. 

Who is more likely to be caught masturbating?

Anastasia yo

Who is more likely to suggest a threesome?

Ruber

Has either stolen the other’s underwear?

Let's be real she's stolen his and keeps it in a drawer next to her bed. And he may have done something similar, who knows. 

Who comes first?

Probably her. 

Who is better at oral and who prefers it?

I can see them both being really, really awkward with it. But she probably likes it because she has nothing to compare it to. 

Who is more submissive?

Definitely her. 

Who usually initiates things?

Most likely him. 

Who is more sensitive?

Her?

Who has the most patience?

Neither of them are particularly patient... 

Which kinks do they share?

Heh. I have no idea how to even answer this with anything other than "she just goes along with whatever he wants to do"

What kinks do they have that clash?

...Who knows. 

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Do they have any “mating rituals”?

Who is louder?

Who is more experimental?

Who takes more risks?

Do they fuck or make love?

Lights on or off?

Who is more likely to be caught masturbating?

Who is more likely to suggest a threesome?

Has either stolen the other’s underwear?

Who comes first?

Who is better at oral and who prefers it?

Who is more submissive?

Who usually initiates things?

Who is more sensitive?

Who has the most patience?

Which kinks do they share?

What kinks do they have that clash?

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For a very brief second, she considered offering to help him. But the urge passed very quickly, and she waved a hand dismissively at him. After all, she had this cake and tea to finish and a music lesson to attend. "That's it, go do something useful now. If you can," she sneered.

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Yes, she felt a pang of regret as soon as the words left her mouth. But would she ever let anyone catch on to that? Never. Never ever. As far as her sister, mother, and stepbrother were concerned, she hated Cinder with every fibre of her being. But he definitely knew how to make a cup of tea. She took the cup and sipped slowly on the hot liquid, just sort of staring at the red mark on his cheek. 

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Yes, she felt a pang of regret as soon as the words left her mouth. But would she ever let anyone catch on to that? Never. Never ever. As far as her sister, mother, and stepbrother were concerned, she hated Cinder with every fibre of her being. But he definitely knew how to make a cup of tea. She took the cup and sipped slowly on the hot liquid, just sort of staring at the red mark on his cheek. 

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{✦} — Cinder’s light expression he’d been wearing when he entered the room faded immediately when Anastasia spoke. His blue eyes avoided hers as he placed the tray on her bedside table, pouring the tea with the exact amount of sugar and milk that she liked. He knew how to please above all… Or, at least, he knew how to try. When he was little, he’d fought so hard to make his stepfamily love him, especially after his father’s death. He sometimes wondered if his rebellious, wild nature during those first few months following Edgar Ellington’s death were what solidified their hatred. But as he grew older, he learned the sad truth: The Tremaines had never loved him, and they never planned on trying. 

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"I can handle business just as well as my mother can. And my name isn't girl."

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"Business?? What business?? Hey! I’m not a child!"