#purestsouls

         Hi! I decided to make a post instead of burying this in the replies of a post where it was never going to be seen so I can reference it again in future. 

Wonderland is too volatile and too magical to be brought into the ‘normal’ plane of existence. it’s governed by its own laws of nature and won’t bend to the ones in Auradon, so it still exists and can be reached through rabbit holes all over the world, or specifically from a place called Carrollton in Tirulia. Carrollton is the Auradonian answer to Wonderland, it’s where the residents of Wonderland are encourage to move to, a place that borders the edges of this world and Wonderland. Wonderland residents are effectively prompted to retire to the mortal plane, but of course some of them won’t and Wonderland still exists. 

               ❝ Hey, Ani...wake up. ❞  The young girl’s voice spoke gently to him, carefully using her hand to shake his shoulder so that he would snap out of his sleep. She’d seen it a few times before where he’d have these awful nightmares that would startle him awake. Maybe she could end it sooner than later.  ❝ You’re dreaming again. Wake up... ❞

                         Her fingers curled in his hair, tugging it free from the ponytail he’d kept it in, using the grip to pull him closer. And her smile, crooked and small, promised him anything he could want, without words. She didn’t need words, she had the way she pulled up against him, her heels making up some of the difference in height. She had the hitch in her breath as her fingers tugged once more at his hair before they moved, sliding down his chest, nails dragging just enough to catch at the fabric of his shirt. She had the way her tongue wet her lips before her lower lip was tugged between her teeth, the motion distorting a smile that was threatening to become a smirk. all of it said everything she needed to say.

He was tired of being stared at like he was some sort of zoo animal. Sure, he’d been kidnapped, missing for a long time, but that didn’t mean it was okay to ogle at him. He was still human, and he still had feelings. “P-p-please stop,” he muttered, hardly glancing their way. Their eyes bore into the side of his face, making him unease. “E-either I have someth-thing on my face or you ha-have a q-q-q—” Question. He was trying to say question.

THE  GOAL  WAS  SIMPLE      ;      get  to  that  party  ,  pretend  to  be  one  of  the  investors  and  get  the  information  about  the  illegal  trades  .  her  red  waves  falling  in  soft  waves  over  her  shoulder  ,  her  body  wrapped  in  a  dress  that  falls  gently  over  her  curves  ,  her  bare  back  showing  .  

heels  walking  over  the  floor  as  she  looked  around  ,  trying  to  find  the  men  she  were  looking  for  when  she  noticed  a  handsome  man  in  the  distance  .  stopping  a  waiter  she  grabbed  a  glass  of  champagne  without  taking  her  eyes  off  that  man  .  she  probably  saw  him  before  ;  in  some  files  .