I’ve been looking out of a window for eighteen years, dreaming about what I might feel like when those lights rise in the sky.
Make the clock reverse, bring back what once was mine
a list of favorite fairytale adaptations:
Rapunzel, Germany, 2009
a list of favorite fairytale adaptations:
Rapunzel, oder der Zauber der Tränen (Rapunzel, or The Magic of Tears), East Germany, 1988
a list of favorite fairytale adaptations:
Tangled, USA, 2010
Concept Art → Tangled
When I was looking around for an Avengers fancast I saw, I ran across Torchmywood’s idea for a Vietnamese version of Tangled, because the lantern festival looks very similar to Tết Trung Thu and other Asian traditions. Hopefully I didn’t make any huge huge mistakes.
It’s also inspired by a little mostly-Vietnamese girl I know who is frustrated right now because she can’t find a doll that looks like her. She has curly hair and wears pigtails, so that’s why I deviated from most of the photos I saw that way.
It’s also messier than what I normally do because A)I’m getting really sick of being the slowest fanartist on Tumblr, and B) I think if you spend longer than a day on a picture of somebody else’s kid drawn as an adult, they can arrest you.
little red riding hood - lily holbrook; and I was walking / through the woods / and you were playing the part / of a little red riding hood / and I was / the big bad wolf
the little mermaid - unwoman; how can you want something more than me? / I give my life for yours, sacrifice my voice / only in hope, a thousand knives in each step, that I may share your soul
beauty and the beast - nightwish; remember the first dance we shared? / recall the night you melted my ugliness away? / the night you left with a kiss so kind / only a scent of beauty left behind
waltz for gerda & kay - michele de wilton; (instrumental)
caperucita - first aid kit; please be aware in dead forest / take your hood dyed in red / trees are weird in dead forest / wolves may be around
professional cinderella - corinna fugate; I don’t mind walking home in the rain / no one can see I’m crying / it camouflages the pain / professional cinderella, I am praying / was it too much to ask for one happy ending?
little red - kate nash; and all the birds and the bees lived so peacefully / and all of the babies, they slept so gently / until little red, little red, little red came knocking
in bluebeard’s castle - unwoman; now he walks beside you with a ring of keys / you do not see the sadistic gleam in his eyes / as he opens the forbidden chamber / he will enjoy murder vicariously / your false step unleashes the fury
the song of the swan maiden - margie butler; in the cold light of the dawning / just as the morning sun did break / I thought I saw her swimming / with the swans upon the lake / on that silent day she vanished / of her song there was no trace
rapunzel - laura brino; do you want me to let down my hair? / you can use it in place of the stairs / if you make it up here, just be careful with me / if you scale my walls I’ll be free
thumbelina - unwoman; she’s too small for the pen / can’t write her story down / too small for the pen / can’t bring her mind around
snow white - corinna fugate; I will stay forever here by your side / the snow falling down, I can’t feel my heart / but I will stay, your snow white, frozen in time / sound asleep by your side
in a courtyard, used to sing as loud as she could
locked away here, she’s been quiet, lovely, and good
but no one listens now
she lost her voice, she had no choice
if you sing loud and clear
someone passing by will surely hear you
no you can’t be afraid
if you ever want somebody near you
rapunzel - emilie autumn
he stayed with his princess through the night, at dawn came the king
make me assured it is you and that no one sees us
evil tongues came from far, their minds filled with envy
the princess with the golden hair shall not see her beloved again
rapunsel - kari rueslåtten
up in your tower, away from the world
foundationed by fears of being on your own
cemented by trenches between ‘you’ and ‘they’
your sanctuary, or so you say
cause you put the bars against your window view
and you built the walls that isolate you
a foolish Rapunzel, afraid of yourself
a stranger, a prisoner inside your head
rapunzel - helen trevillion
Poisoned Apples & Golden Hair — music for fairytales
sleeping beauty - helen trevillion; there’s a rose sealed away in the winter / fast asleep through the wind and rain and cold / ever waiting for someone to wake her / one who’ll see that she’s no one to hold
l’ll red riding hood - amanda seyfried; hey there little red riding hood / you sure are looking good / you’re everything a big bad wolf could want / little red riding hood / I don’t think little big girls should / go walking in these spooky old woods alone
rapunsel - kari rueslåtten; be aware of my father the king / if he sees us he’ll surely lock me in the tower / make me assured it is you / and that no one sees us / come to me at night / whistle our tune at the feet of the tower
bluebeard - yunyu; speak up now / there’s a monster sleeping in your bed / bring the walls down / so bluebeard never troubles you again / so my dear run, run away / silence is no virtue you see / fight back now / you’ll be stronger if you will try
kywitt! kywitt! - caprice; mein mutter, der mich schlacht’ / mein vater, der mich aß / mein schwester, der marlenichen / sucht alle meine benichen / bind’t sie in ein seiden tuch / legt’s unter den machandelbaum
rapunzel - helen trevillion; cause you put the bars against your window view / and you built the walls that isolate you / a foolish rapunzel, afraid of yourself / a stranger, a prisoner inside your head
snow-white - xandria; once upon an ancient time / beauty was born in a someone / she was the snow-white of mine / and if you’re no copy, darling, become one / snow white skin, ebony hair / and lips as red as blood
the red shoes - kate bush; oh she moved like the diva do / I said I’d love to dance like you / she said just take off my red shoes / put them on and your dream’ll come true
cinderella - helen trevillion; but she’s afraid of every second she must face alone / her severed self bleeding from a thousand stars she wished upon / this is not my story / this is not the end / everyone’s always happy in the end / aren’t they?
mermaid - regina spektor; I am a mermaid / but I’ve sold my voice / for a couple of feet / and they always bleed / when I go walking in these streets
rapunzel - emilie autumn; in a courtyard / used to sing as loud as she could / locked away here / she’s been quiet, lovely and good / but no one listens now / she lost her voice / she had no choice
la belle s’est endormie - cécile corbel; la belle s’est endormie / sur un beau lit de rose / blanche comme le neige / belle comme le jour / il soint trois capitaines / qui veulent lui faire la cour
the goose girl - helen trevillion; honesty is stronger than your violence / truth is braver even in my silence / secrets swallowed, I will never ever tell them / those words that sting like a thousand poison daggers in my bosom
cinderella - kari rueslåtten; cinderella has to go / oh, I wish it was not so / as the clock soon will strike twelve / we will find her as herself
The Disturbing Origins of 10 Famous Fairy Tales
by Emily Temple (reblogged from Flavorwire)
In one of the very earliest versions of this classic story, published in 1634 by Giambattista Basile as Sun, Moon, and Talia, the princess does not prick her finger on a spindle, but rather gets a sliver of flax stuck under her fingernail. She falls down, apparently dead, but her father cannot face the idea of losing her, so he lays her body on a bed in one of his estates.
Later, a king out hunting in the woods finds her, and since he can’t wake her up, rapes her while she’s unconscious, then heads home to his own country. Some time after that, still unconscious, she gives birth to two children, and one of them accidentally sucks the splinter out of her finger, so she wakes up. The king who raped her is already married, but he burns his wife alive so he and Talia can be together. Don’t worry, the wife tries to kill and eat the babies first, so it’s all morally sound.
Little Red Riding Hood
If you can believe it, the Brothers Grimm actually made this story a lot nicer than it was when they got their hands on it. In Charles Perrault’s version, included in his 1697 collection Stories or Fairy Tales from Past Times: Tales of Mother Goose, there is no intrepid huntsman. Little Red simply strips naked, gets in bed, and then dies, eaten up by the big bad wolf, with no miraculous relief (in another version, she eats her own grandmother first, her flesh cooked up and her blood poured into a wine glass by our wolfish friend).
Instead, Perrault gives us a little rhyming verse reminding us that not all wolves are wild beasts — some seduce with gentleness, sneak into our beds, and get us there. The sexual undertones are not lost on us — after all, the contemporary French idiom for a girl having lost her virginity was elle avoit vû le loup — she has seen the wolf.
This story is pretty simple: a miller’s daughter is trapped and forced to spin straw into gold, on pain of death. A little man appears to her, and spins it for her, but says that he will take her child in payment unless she can guess his name. In the Grimm version, when the maiden finally figures out Rumpelstiltskin’s name, he reacts rather badly: ‘The Devil told you that! The Devil told you that!’ the little man yelled, and in his fury he stamped his right foot so hard that he drove it into the ground right up to his waist. Then he took hold of his left foot with both hands and tore himself in two.” Ick.
Here, Perrault is much nicer than Grimm — in his version, the two cruel stepsisters get married off to members of the royal court after Cinderella is properly married to the prince. In the Grimm story, not only do the stepsisters cut off parts of their feet in order to fit into the glass slippers (surprise, surprise, the blood pooling in their shoes gives them away), but at the end, they have their eyes pecked out by doves. Just for good measure.
First of all, in the original 1812 Grimm version of this tale, the evil Queen is Snow White’s actual mother, not her stepmother. We don’t know, but that makes it a lot more terrifying to us. The Disney version also left out the fact that the Queen sends the huntsman out to bring back Snow White’s liver and lungs, which she then means to eat. And the fact that she’s actually not in a deep sleep when the prince finds her — she’s dead, and he’s carting off her dead body to play with when his servant trips, jostles the coffin, and dislodges the poison apple from SW’s throat.
Most notable, however, is the punishment the Grimms thought up for her. When the queen shows up at Snow White’s wedding, she’s forced to step into iron shoes that had been cooking in the fire, and then dances until she falls down dead.
Hansel and Gretel
The version of the story we know is already pretty gruesome — the evil stepmother abandons the children to die in the forest, they happen upon a cannibalistic witch’s cottage, she fattens them up to eat, they outwit and kill her and escape. The Grimm version is basically the same, but in an early French version, called The Lost Children, the witch is the Devil, and the Devil wants to bleed the children on a sawhorse. Of course, they pretend not to know how to get on, so the Devil has his wife (who tried to help the poor kids earlier in the story) show them. They promptly slit her throat, steal all the Devil’s money, and run off.
Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair. Well, in the Grimm version, she does, a little too often, to a prince, and winds up pregnant, innocently remarking to her jailer witch that her clothes feel too tight.
The witch, not to have any competition, chops off Rapunzel’s hair and magically transports her far away, where she lives as a beggar with no money, no home, and after a few months, two hungry mouths to feed. As for the prince, the witch lures him up and then pushes him from the window. Some thorn bushes break his fall, but also poke out his eyes. For all this extra bloodshed, however, there’s still a happy ending.
Goldilocks and the Three Bears
In this tale’s earliest known incarnation, there was no Goldilocks — only the three bears and a fox called Scrapefoot, who enters the three bears’ palace, sleeps in their beds and messes around with their salmon of knowledge. In the end, she either gets thrown out of the window or eaten, depending on who’s telling the tale. Interestingly, it has been suggested that the use of the word “vixen” to mean female fox is how we got to Goldilocks, by means of a crafty old woman in the intervening story incarnations.
The Little Mermaid
We all know the story of the little mermaid: she sells her voice for a pair of legs, flops around for a bit, then wins her prince’s heart, right? Well, not exactly. In Hans Christian Andersen’s original tale, she trades tongue for legs all right, but part of the deal is that every step will be nearly unbearable, like walking on sharp swords, and the day after the prince marries someone else, she’ll die and turn into sea foam.
Hoping to win the prince’s heart, she dances for him, even though it’s agony. He claps along, but eventually decides to marry another. The mermaid’s sisters sell their hair to bring her a dagger and urge her to kill the prince and let his blood drip onto her feet, which will then become fins again. She sneaks up on him, but can’t bring herself to do it. So she dies, and dissolves into foam. Later, Andersen changed the ending, so that the mermaid becomes a “daughter of the air” — if she does good deeds for 300 years, she can get a soul and go to heaven. Many scholars find this rubbish.
The Frog Prince
Traditionally the very first story in the Grimm Brothers’ collection, this story is simple enough: the princess kisses the frog, out of the goodness of her heart, and he turns into a prince. Or, if you’re reading the original version, the frog tricks the resentful princess into making a deal with him, follows her home, keeps pushing himself further and further onto her silken pillow, until finally she hurls him against the wall. Somehow, this action is rewarded by his transformation into a prince, but it’s not even the most violent. In other early versions, she has to cut off his head instead. That’s rather far off from the traditional kiss, don’t you think?