#cassarian family

[disneyfanatic1993]

Jealous, Part 1/2

(I forget I have a Tumblr sometimes…😅)

[nerdasaurus1200]

Cassarian family coat of arms and motto that I got inspired to do.

[logical--dreamer]

I’m in a Addams Family the musical mood

so...

I drew Cass and Varian as Wednesday and Lucas. 

Bonus! 

the vid I made last year to Crazier than you: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BH7egfudcjQ

[zarinaa113]

So, from now on when I see the camera dramatically spin around characters am I going to be thinking of Disney?

(tts)

(dt)

[froggy-1988]

I posted 875 times in 2021

424 posts created (48%)

451 posts reblogged (52%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 1.1 posts.

I added 151 tags in 2021

#cassarian - 31 posts

#fanfiction - 18 posts

#parenting - 16 posts

#tts cassandra - 16 posts

#tts varian - 16 posts

#100 words - 12 posts

#tangled fanfiction - 12 posts

#miraculous ladybug - 10 posts

#parenthood - 10 posts

#tangled - 10 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#which i shuold want because it was a pain to write and i got into so many writing blocks with it that it drove me insane and took so much lo

My Top Posts in 2021

#5

I'm not clumsy I just have a unique relationship with gravity.

22 notes • Posted 2021-04-28 14:12:43 GMT

#4

If Ancient Greek plays came with AO3 tags - #underage #non-con #incest #matricide #patricide #infanticide # found family - but then discovers they're his real family - and he slept with his mother - so he blinds himself #war #major character death #beatiality #gods turning into animals to do the dirty with humans #possible canabalism #lgbt characters - like all of them really #woman escapes abusive father yay! #though only by killing and dismemberment her younger brother and throwing peices of him at said father #drug use #lots of alcohol #blood and gore #epic stroops by so - called heros #lots of redemption arcs #for those few that survive that is #oh yeah, getting turned into pigs #being kept as sex slaves #plagues #fires #lers just say its a bit problematic

25 notes • Posted 2021-07-13 08:37:18 GMT

#3

Lost Sons and Fathers

 I wrote this for Eugene Appreciation Week, day 4 : Snow. The original post said to tag you in it, so I hope you don’t mind. @gleamful-lanterns @kingreywrites @autumn-ravenclaw

   Edmund rolled behind a bush and peered over the top. From here he could see the doorway of the orphanage, he had walked for over a month, just for a few minutes. Every step away from the dark kingdom left him anxious, he had left his post, he wasn’t supposed to leave his post, but Adira had persuaded him. She’d said she’d keep watch for a few months, and he trusted her. She was one of the only people in the world whom he could trust fully.

 He watched intently, then almost as if he had wished for it, the door opened, he held his breathe as a boy ran out and along the pathways. He knew instantly it was Horace. His heart ached, he longed to take his son home, but he would not let himself, he wouldn’t let his son end up imprisoned like him, alone, his only meaning in life to protect the world from the moonstone. No, if he could give him anything, it would be his freedom. He watched the boy disappeared into the forest.

***

 Eugene was running, blindly running, the tears filling his eyes as he did so, fresh bruises starting to appear on his arms from where Alaric had pushed him over. He hated it there, he hated the guardians who never seemed to care, he hated the bigger kids who always picked on him, he hated being alone and without parents, he hated not having anything and having to share his bed with the smaller kids. Share his shoes, and his coat when somebody else needed them, but mostly he hated Alaric with his sneers and his quick fists.

 He was never going back to the orphanage, he would stay in the forest, he would build a den, he would learn to fish. First he would make a fire, seeing as he was already cold. Something cold and wet touched is face, he looked up annoyed that it was raining when he’d run away without his coat, but as he looked up, he noticed white specks starting to fill the sky, it was snowing.

***

“Did you see how big he had got Hamuel? And he looked smart, I know it’s difficult to tell by looking at somebody that they’re smart, but the boy’s got wits I tell you… say… he’s been gone a while.”

 Edmund looked around, there was already an inch of snow settling on the floor. There was more in the air too, the storm becoming heavier every minute. If it continued, he would not be able to see very far, where was the boy? Starting to feel a chill in his stomach that had nothing to do with the snow he got up and made his way in the direction he’d seen his son run.

 ***

 It took over an hour to find him. The snow falling so fast that it was covering footprints almost as soon as they were made. It seemed like Horace kept heading west, towards the main road. Edmund hoped he knew somewhere safe to go, but then he saw him.

 He was so still, the snow already settling over him in a thin dusting. Edmund had been wrong, he wasn’t big, not really, he was small, oh so small, and curled up against a tree trunk, his eyes closed. Edmund fell to his knees next to him, his fingers reaching out to touch his face, to feel the chill of his cheeks, then the soft tickle of air against them. He sighed in relief; the boy was still breathing.

Edmund shrugged his bear skin off and wrapped it around the boy, before he bent and picked his son up in his arms for the first time in six years.

***

Eugene was awake but he couldn’t open his eyes. There had been snow, so much snow and he’d tried to find his way back, but he’d not been able to see. His arms and legs had got so cold, and they had hurt every time he’d moved, till he was stumbling, and he just couldn’t move anymore, so he’d sat, he’d sat and waited to die.

 He wasn’t dead though, and slowly he began to realize he wasn’t cold, and that his back was against something slightly softer than a tree trunk. Finally, he opened his eyes, he was back in his bed at the orphanage. He did not understand, his hand reached up to his head, to see if he was feverish, but it bumped into something. He looked down in puzzlement and saw a book sitting on his chest. He picked it up, he’d never seen it before. Eugene knew how to read; he was one of the only ones in the orphanage who had paid attention to the few lessons that they’d had. He read the title.

 “The Adventures Of Flynn Rider.”

25 notes • Posted 2021-06-02 16:58:13 GMT

#2

The worst thing about getting married is... you now have in-laws, todays battle is trying to tell my mother in law that she's not allowed to give my 2 year old an ipad - and receiving 13 text messages at 2am in the morning from my 36 year old sister in law because she managed to grow a carrot and needs everybody to p her on the head and say 'clever girls.

I grew a person - and sent less pictures than she sent of that bloody carrot.

26 notes • Posted 2021-06-24 07:07:11 GMT

#1

So... I would like to announce because I recieved some anti-LGBT comments on my BenXDarius one-shot I have now decided that this will be a five part story.

49 notes • Posted 2021-06-09 14:13:58 GMT

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[lucillealyson]

Cassarian family

The little girl name is Alexa while the boy name is Jace

Base is by Pixel-Tee on Deviantart (https://www.deviantart.com/pixel-tee)

Cassandra and Varian design is by @kaede02mangaka

[tuna-moon-draws]

Hi just wanted to say I really love your cassunzel art its adorable! Sorry about the spammers and their nasty ship but thank you for all the great content of these two special girls 🥺

Thank you for the nice words, WLW forever ;)

As for the spam its probably just kids. I was into age gap ships when I was a kid cuz I didn't know better- its up to the adults to not engage and say dude this is inappropriate when asked.

I am 30- I watched Tangled as an adult and make content as an adult. I know Cassarian is inappropriate and it honestly makes me hella uncomfortable to even talk about.

If your a kid (in my book anyone under 20) reading this, please remember fiction and reality are different. Normal adults don't pursue relationships with kids, talk to a trusted friend or family member if an adult is becoming too familiar with you. Be safe.

[disneyfanatic1993]

🍂Happy Fall from the Ruddiger family!🍂

Autumn is my favorite season, so please have a pic of my babies enjoying the crisp weather.🧡🤎

[cassandra-tangled]

{TL;DR for this post: everyone is entitled to their own personal opinions and ships but you should also respect and consider other's opinions and life experiences.}

{CW: I slightly reference childhood trauma and grooming in this post.}

Hey Tumblr fam. So, these photos were posted on the FB group earlier and have since been removed and honestly I feel the need to address this. For those of you who are unaware the person who tweeted this is a storyboarder for the show. I should definitely specify that this is not an attack on her or her tweets, but simply thoughts of mine that were sparked in response. I have nothing but admiration and respect for those who worked to create the show.

So, here's my take on this. First of all I want to make it clear that I am not trying to start a fight nor am I trying to disrespect anybody or any ship. Everyone has a right to do as they please and to ship what they want regardless of other's opinions. What they choose to pair and whatever moral ramifications that may have (in the cases of really extreme ships and not necessarily anything I talk about in this post) is completely, 100% on them and only them. And, as much as this show means to all of us at the end of the day they're fictional characters, so shipping them and whatnot should mostly be taken with a grain of salt. We should not be tearing anyone down over their ships. Everyone is entitled to their own opinion regardless of how others feel, and that means you--as it also means me.

That being said, here is my opinion. My opinion is that you have a right to ship whatever you want, but you should think about the implications your ship may have on others.

In this particular case I'm speaking of shipping adults and minors. I think in fandom we all know the divisive ship that I'm talking about. Now, once again, I would like to reiterate that what you ship is your business regardless of what I or others think. Your own opinions are your right. But, when it comes to shipping any minors (namely in this case, Varian) with adults, you should really think about the implications your ship may have.

People ship Varian with Raps and Eugene too, but if you've spent a second in fandom you know that the most popular Varian ship is Cassarian. I understand shipping Cassarian, in cases where it's aged up. No, really, I do. I'm not for it, it's not my ship and I don't ship it, but I understand why people do. It's no secret that their personalities compliment each other and are compatible--but this can mean different things. It can be platonic, or sibling-like, as I view it. Honestly, if Varian was 18 when the series started, I probably would ship it myself! But he wasn't, and that's the important part. He was only 14 when they met, and she was 22.

For me, personally, seeing Varian shipped with any adult (especially if he's not aged up, but even if he is) is extremely triggering. Without going into too much detail, I have a trauma in which I was groomed. I'm not saying that this is always the case with an age gap between two people who have known each other since one's childhood. I'm also not saying that this is the case with the Varian ships I'm referencing. But what I am saying is that when you're a victim of grooming, and you see a teenaged character kissing a grown ass adult--even if it's aged up, it feels like grooming. Regardless of intention. It screams at you about your past. I know that that is not the intention of any shipper in our fandom, I know that. But that doesn't change how it makes me feel. That doesn't change how it leaves a pang in my stomach every time something like that crosses my explore page.

This hits me especially hard in the case of Cassarian. I mean, she's my favorite character. She means the world to me, she really fucking does, and honestly Tangled is a huge coping mechanism for me to deal with the traumas I've experienced. So seeing Cass in a position which my mind, essentially, reads as child abuser? That's a whole different kind of blow. Once again, I'm not saying that this is what Cassarian shippers intend, at all. I'm simply stating that that's how it feels when I see it, because of my past.

This isn't about ship greed, or even age gaps in general. If you take one look at my page it's clear that my main ships are Cassunzel, New Dream and the ot3--but that doesn't mean I don't ship them with other people. I ship Cass with Stalyan and Adira in the context of her post-show adventures. I ship Lance and Eugene. I ship Lance and Adira. So it's not about ship greed and it's not about age gaps. Two of these ships have a much bigger gap than Varian would with any of the main cast, given that in the flashback 25 years ago Adira is already a grown woman, making her over 40 in the present time in the show. The key difference is, both Cass and Lance were full fledged adults when they met Adira. Once you're a consenting adult, age doesn't matter.

So, this isn't about ship greed or age gaps. This is about the fact that, far too often, when a person enters a relationship with someone substantially older than them who they have known since childhood, grooming and child abuse is involved. Once again, I am not saying this is the case with Cassarian or any other Varian/adult ships where he is aged up. I'm referring to the real world, the real world which has had very real ramifications on those of us who are victims of grooming and childhood abuse. The real world is a cruel and harsh place and when I'm triggered in my safe space it fucking hurts.

Now. You are not responsible for managing my triggers. No one except for myself is responsible for that, and I've taken all the precautions I can to avoid being triggered. But it still happens. Especially if I happen across a piece where Varian is drawn as he is in the show. A 14 to 16 year old boy. A child.

I will reiterate, you are entitled to ship whatever you'd like. I respect you and your decisions regardless of what you ship. I value and care for you as a person and a member of our Tangled family regardless of what you ship. I'm not implying that anyone who ships Cassarian or any other Varian x Gang ship is a bad person. All that I'm asking is that you open your mind to my words, and consider the other side.

Anyway, I love you all.

[nerdasaurus1200]

I don’t have any real thoughts about Cassarian family except for one.

Cass let’s the kids play with wooden swords. And everyday Varian comes home from work and gets hit in the shins by his kids.

And that's when Varian had to implement the "no swords inside rule"

[logical--dreamer]

SPOILERS! 

Crazier than you - Cassarian 

Crazier than You - The Addams Family Musical 

I don’t own Tangled or the Adams Family 

[linn-zy]

Some DarkMagic family portrait. Featuring my OC Salazar (the kid) and Oleander who is owned by @fluttershyheart.

This is the ONLY HECTOR-SHIP THAT I WILL ACCEPT!

(Disclaimer; Raptor/Hecpunzel, Cassunzel and Cassarian people will be blocked. I DO NOT WANT YOU NEAR ME OR MY FRIENDS.)

[froggy-1988]

Established Cassarian spend their first winter together, and Cass realizes that Varian doesn't like winter.

Umm... how about...

Varian tutted for the third time as he shook snow out of his hood. He’d tutted when he’d look at the frosted glass of the window that morning, and when he’d opened the door to trek to the castle.

Cassandra had sighed as she drunk her milk, she loved the snow, it made everything seem fresh and new, blanketed in crystalline whiteness.

She put her hand on her stomach, feeling the slight pulsing of new life there. There were years ahead of playing together in the snow, of new experiences, Varian would grow to love the snow as she did.

 (Okay, it does meant hat they started a family quickly but... guess it could happen that way)

[cassandrium360]

New Beginnings

So one of the bonus prompts for Cassarian month was Run Away With me, and I couldn't pass that up. Sort of a part two to Reunited, but works on its’ own as well. Also, takes place around three years after the series, so Varian’s 20 here.

--

She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to quell the burning feeling she knew could only be followed by tears. No. She wouldn't cry. This was her decision after all. And besides, she reasoned, it wasn't the first time she’d be leaving her home to travel, it should be easier.

Yet it felt like her heart was burning more now than it had when she first left Corona all those years ago. Perhaps that was all the time that had passed since then, blurring her memory of the day. Or it could have been that she was a different person now than she had been then; and since she returned to Corona six months ago… she had grown closer to what she could only call her family than she had ever hoped.

She shook her head slightly, wiping away the few fragmented tears that had managed to drip down her cheeks with her black glove. She had already said her tearful goodbye to her sister, to Rapunzel, and Eugene, this one shouldn't be any harder. Cass continued adjusting the leather strap fixing a large saddle bag to Fidella’s saddle, finally turning around once she was sure it was stable.

She flicked her gaze up to meet his, green colliding against blue and neither willing to look away. She had stopped in Old Corona, stealing a few final moments in the place she had once never dreamed of leaving, to pack up some supplies from Varian’s farm before she left again.

She hadn't said goodbye to him last time. Her brain reasoned it was because they hadn't been close, so instead she had written him a letter that soon became dozens between the two over the time she was away. This time though… saying goodbye felt near impossible. In the few minutes that they stood there staring at each other, neither seemed able to speak a word.

Over the past half year, they had grown close to each other, a fact that in part belonged still to the long faded letters they had shared. Cass had shared her trip with him on the half day’s journey back to Corona, and he had animatedly told her of all his experiments, and the events she had missed the day she returned. But more than that, they had laughed together as if they had never been apart.

Soon, Cass had became the one the drag him out of his lab when he got so consumed in a project he lost all semblance of time, and he the one to spend his free time watching her train the guards in her temporary lead when Eugene had gotten injured. The fact that all those memories together were now coming to a close settled a weight in Cass’ stomach that she couldn't quite shake.

She had no doubt that she would see him again… but she had no idea how long it would be. She couldn't say she’d stay away more than a few months, but she also couldn't promise it’d be less than a few years before their eyes would meet again.

Finally Varian stepped forward, pulling her into a tight hug, much like the night of her return. “I’ll miss you, Cassie.” Varian whispered, his voice breaking on her name, slightly muffled by the fabric of her cloak. “Don’t forget… to write.” he said, and Cass could hear his unspoken plea for him not to forget him. What they had. Something they couldn't name that both terrified and amazed her.

Cass held him as if he would disappear any second, which she knew he more or less would soon as she mounted her horse. There were so many things racing in her brain, yet she couldn't bring herself to say any of them, the pain of acknowledging that this really was their goodbye too much for her take on. She squeezed her eyes shut, biting down on her lip as she rested in his embrace for as long as she could.

After a few moments, much shorter than either of them wanted, Cass took a step back, Varian immediately turning and starting towards his house. His heart felt like a weight painfully pulling in his chest as he headed towards the stone steps leading him away from her. The tears that had been building since she told him she was leaving again all crashing over him at once, sliding silently down his cheeks.

He wasn't embarrassed to let her see them… he just couldn’t make this harder for either of them than it had to be. Didn't trust himself not to beg her to stay, even if he knew it was selfish, if he met her gaze again.

Before he had moved too far, he felt Cass’ hand gently grab his wrist. Confused, Varian turned back to face her, only to be met by her soft lips crashing against his. It was filled with all the love and longing that both had felt but neither had brought themselves to say.

Varian’s mind froze for a moment, before he returned the gentle kiss. He smiled slightly, shutting his eyes for a second as they stood there, the rest of the world that Cass would be travelling in mere hours flying out of grasp for a second. He felt Cass’ fingers move from where there had held his writs to intertwine with his, pulling him closer to her.

A bubbling sense of warmth grew in Varian’s chest, him relaxing fully into the kiss as they stood there, Varian practically feeling her lips drawn in a small smile as they pressed against his.

Seconds later, her lips gently pulled away from his, “Come with me.” she said, fighting back the crack in her voice as she did so.

What was she thinking? Asking him to leave his life in Corona behind, his father, his friends, all because she couldn't bring herself to say goodbye? This was crazy. Cass convinced herself she regretted the words that had just fallen from her lips, she had no right to say them anyway.

She took a step back, her fingers falling out of his as she forced herself to meet his tear stained eyes, leaving the space between them for him to close, the decision his to choose. She felt her heart speed up nervously as he stood there, trying to process all that had just happened. An apology rested on the tip of her tongue, but nothing in her could force it to be spoken; perhaps she had meant the invitation, but…

Varian wiped the remaining tears from his cheeks as he broke into a smile that ignited a fire in his eyes. He looked happier than Cass could ever remember seeing him. “I, uh, I’ll go grab Ruddiger.” he said, his voice hoarse, but overwhelmed with joy anyway.

[jewishicequeen]

Redemption(Cassarian Month 2020)

"I'm sorry, Mr. Oriens, but you must understand, she-" "Yes, I know, Sahar filled me in. Thank you for calling me, Karen." He shook the teacher's hand tiredly. "I'll talk to her." He knocked on the small door, opening it slowly and tucking his head in. "Luna? Are you alright, Sweetie?" He asked, closing the door gently. His 9 years old daughter mumbled something in response from her place on the floor.

"Heeeeey..." he slide to an eastern-sitting next to her. "It's alright, Lun-Lun. You can tell me what happened." Another mumble. And a sob. "Luna, you know I don't like to push you, but I really need to know why, oka-" "She called mom and you traitors." Oh. "Well, Sweetie" he forced a laugh. "You know a lot of people say it, it's not a reason to-" "She told it to the new girl. In front of the whole class." His smile faded. "Well, that's, that's not nice, but you didn't have to burn her." He winced. It was a naughty wound, by Sahar's description. And his son maybe wasn't the most stoic kid around, but living with two alchemists and a swordwoman, he's seen his share of wounds. It wasn't easy to shake him. "I didn't mean to burn her." Luna whispered, fidgeting with an empty test tube between her fingers. "I got mad and spilled it on her. I didn't know her ring was Rubbi." "Kierium?" "Yeah." She hugged her knees. "It reacted just like you warned me it would." "I see." He sighed. "Did you tell her you're sorry?" "No! She called you and mom and ME traitors, she said I was dangerous, she- she thinks I'm evil now, they all do!" Luna gripped his arm, holding to it like a drowning person to a log. "I- I can't-" "Luna! Luna, calm down!" He capped her face in his free hand, brushing her cheek gently to calm her. "It's alright. It's fine. It's going to be fine." He stoked her hair gently, whispering more empty words and letting her lean on him. "It's gonna be alright. I promise you, no one will think you're evil." "You're lying." She accused him. "That's the same tune you use when you say that to mom." He stops, the next words dying in his throat. Maybe the kid's a little to bright for it. She's not looking for a comfort- she's looking for facts. She got the worst and the best from both he and Cassie. "You're right." He tried a different tactic. "You're right. People will think you're evil. Guess what? People ALWAYS think someone's evil. People think mom's evil. People think aunt Catalina is evil. Some people even think RAPUNZEL is evil, as unlikely as it seems." This managed to get a little giggle out of her, which encouraged him to move on. "And, and there will always be people who do. But you know how you make the number of people who think you're evil smaller?" He booped her nose, getting another sob-chackle from her. "You act kindly to them. You show them what they think of you is wrong. You help them." He smiled sadly. "You give anything you have, and hope that's enough to pay for what you've done." He whispered. She looked down, still gripping his hand. "Okay." She whispered, barely heard. "I'm ready." "Are you sure?" She nodded. "As I'll ever be." The familiar words were stinging, but he said nothing as they got out of the empty classroom and out to the corridor. Luna stopped a few meters away from the wounded girl, pulling Varian's apron to get his attention. "Do you have any rubbies?" She asked, hopeful. He checked his pockets, coming out with a shard of a red stone. "Be careful. And bring it back later, they don't grow on trees." She snatched it from his hand before he finished half of the sentance, already taking out a tube of Kierium for a demonstration. He watched foundly as she plead to the other girl to let her show her, and as she set the stone on the table, dropping just a tiny amount of the clear liquid. He smiled proudly as the other girl's eyes widen in awe, at her laugh at the colorful fire shooting up on the tray, and her swarm of questions, completed with wide gestures with her unarmed hand. His smile failed. He turned to the woman who just walked in with Karen, a look of worry and discomfort on her face. "Are you Gale's mother?" He asked, his hand already searching in his pocket. "Yes..." "Put this on the burn twice a day." He held out a small jar for her. "And massage it in. It should prevent serious damage." The woman looked at him with cencern, and tacked the jar in her bug hasitantly. Varian's heart fell at the suspicion in her eyes, knowing the medicine will most likely just find it's way to the trash the moment they get home. "Dad! Dad, you were right!" Luna jumped at him, pushing the slightly stained rubbi into his hand in excitement. "Thank you! Race you to Sahar's class!" She was off to get her brother out and walk home, and Varian was left with Gale and her mother. The kid looked at him in curisity, most likely ignited after the conversation with Luna, and the woman gripped her daughter's shoulders until her knuckles were white, like a protective mother lion. Her gaze was on his face, eyes cold and distant. "Royal Engineer." She greated, saying his rank in the most formal way. The message in her eyes and stance was clear. Stay away from my daughter. Keep your daughter away from my daughter. I don't want anything to do with you, or your wife, or your family, or your friends. Stay away. What he told Luna was true. People will always find someone 'evil' to blame. But sometimes, they weren't even wrong to.