#tiella

I like women so I made them women, nothing crazy but I love them

Day 4 of femslash February: fields 🌿🌸

So this is love. ☆

Tiana and Cinderella is one of my favorite ships, they're both so Romantic and dreamy~

Tiana: I used your panties as the fucking filter.

Prompt:  “i accidentally called the wrong skype number and it turns out the person i called was you and you’re in a different time zone, so it’s 3am where you are and you just woke up and look fucking pissed but you’re cute so… let’s do this again when you’re not asleep. i’m more than willing to stay up into the dead of night to talk to you” au 

(I dont remember where this is from so if anyone knows please tell me so I can properly credit)

It was time.

She couldn’t ignore it any longer.

Not that she had really had a choice in ignoring it, anyways. With one thing and another the time had taken flight on golden wings and flew far away from her.

It’s not really her fault that she had been kept so busy. She really couldn’t help it what with…well, them.

Still, Miss Cinderella Tremaine was not one to complain or yell even when she had every right to do so.

It was just part of her charm, and part of what drew others towards this quiet blonde with the sparkling sapphire eyes. Eyes that currently were gazing at a well-kept laptop computer currently resting on her lap. A blue square with a fog colored capital “S” stood out plainly on the taskbar, gently pulling up an aqua colored background with white finishing. A small smile tugged at her ruby lips as she positioned the pointer arrow directly over the “call” option above her empty contact list. Good thing she had Aurora’s number memorized otherwise she would be completely lost and this would take longer than need be.

Let’s see….it was 555-445-5000, wasn’t it? Maybe I should check my ph-Oh, right, Mother Tremaine took it away.

Cinderella sighed as she typed in the number on her laptop; it was now or she’d never get a chance to talk to her. Things were getting bad…ever since…well, since Druzilla “accidentally” outed her at dinner. Cinderella shuddered as she remembered how Mother Tremaine’s eyes had nearly engulfed her entire figure.

“I won’t have a queer in my household.”

“But mère-“

“Be quiet, Anastasia!” Her red-haired sister had flinched at her mother’s raised voice. Cinderella reached under the table for her hand, feeling her muscles relax slightly as a warm palm was offered to her. How Druzilla had known about Cinderella’s sexuality remained a mystery to her but it was Druzilla….That girl had a way of finding out even the smallest details someone wanted to keep secret. It would be uncanny and amazing if she didn’t use it the way she did.

“What the fuck do you want?!”

A sudden voice on the other line made her jump, her thoughts shattering on the ground like an upturned mirror.

“Pardon?”

“Who the fuck is calling me from France?! Look, normally I would be all understanding and everything but it’s really fucking early. I have a shift tomorrow!!”

Well, that definitely wasn’t Aurora’s voice. This person sounded American-Southern by the sound of it. If she could remember her accents, that is. It had been a while since she had heard this type of voice-ever since Pocahontas had been a foreign exchange student when she was in high school.

Suddenly the video chat flicked on, the video showing a darkened room with a comfortable looking bed and-and the most beautiful girl she had ever seen. She had caramel colored eyes, plump lips, and dark curly hair that was currently messed up the way hair normally does when someone goes to sleep. One deep mahogany hand trailing off into an arm held up above her face, shielding herself from the light of the screen on what must have been a phone by the way she was holding it. The girl’s eyes softened upon looking at the expression on Cinderella’s face.

“Are you okay? I know we don’t know each other-at least I don’t think we do- but well, there’s no easy way to ask this- did someone hit you?” She seemed concerned, her sleepy state seeming to melt away like snow on a sunny day.

She had completely forgotten about the black eye.

“I am sorry, I have a w-wrong number, excuse me.” She stammered, her eyes widening painfully.

“No! Wait!” Cinderella flinched at the frantic tone in her voice, something that made her cheeks flush in embarrassment. “Is someone hurting you? Do you need help?”

“Mother Tremaine pushed me into the cabinet and I fell.” She had no idea why she was spilling her guts to a perfect stranger but, well, here she was. “She-she didn’t want any queers in her house.” It was cathartic, somehow, and her mood improved as she went on with her story.

“What’s your name, hun?” She had propped herself up on her elbows during Cinderella’s tale, one hand smoothing back her curls so they didn’t block her eyes.

“Cinderella Tremaine.”

“I’m Tiana DeRosiers.” She said with a soft smile, her eyes shining. “Look, since you told me your secret, I’ll tell you mine. Well, it’s not really secret anymore. Nearly everyone in town knows.” Here she laughed, her whole body shaking with the noise. “I like both girls and guys. You know- I’m bisexual.”

For some reason that word sent a wave of relief flooding over her; she wasn’t alone. She hadn’t really ever heard that there was a word for how she felt. The small village she was from was one where nobody talked about these things; a stark contrast with most other places in France. She had heard of lesbians, of course, but she knew she wasn’t one. She liked guys too. Hell, she had even had a crush on Aurora’s friend Phillip. She had known him to go with both men and women, but they lived in Paris which was kinda far away or so it felt. But he had a serious boyfriend for a couple of years now named Naveen DeRosiers….

“Do you have a brother?” Tiana’s face seemed to fall, almost as if…as if she maybe felt rejected?

“Yeah, his name is Naveen. But he has a boyfriend. Originally I thought it was him calling me, he’s lived in France for about four years now.” Tiana’s eyebrows crinkled together in the middle. “Why do you ask?”

“I know his boyfriend. Not that I’m still interested in Phillip or anything. In fact I’m single. And I like men and women so if you ever wanted to-“ If her face wasn’t as red as a stop sign, it would have been a miracle.

Tiana’s lips curled into a smile. “Are you asking me on a date?” She laughed again. “Well, I’d have to accept. I never really could say ‘no’ to a cute girl. Listen, I’ll be going to France in a few weeks. Lottie- that’s my roommate- is going to visit her girlfriend but she lives in Germany. So we thought we’d check in on Naveen while we were in Europe.”

“I understand.” Cinderella guessed she just wasn’t her type. It was bound to happen. That’s what Mother Tremaine had always told her. But then it clicked. “Did you just say yes?”

“Yes, I did.” She ran her fingers through her hair. “But, listen, it’s late. I need to get some sleep. You should too.”

“Will I hear from you again?”

“We’re going out, aren’t we?” Cinderella nodded, smiling.

That was five years ago.

Cinderella finally was able to squirrel away some money to get away from Mother Tremaine. You should have seen Tremaine’s face when Druzilla came out as a lesbian! Eventually, with years of therapy she and Cinderella were able to speak on more amicable terms.

Turns out a girl Druzilla had been crushing on knew Cinderella’s secret and not knowing about the abuse, had told Druzilla. Finally away from her mother, Druzilla’s personality changed- when she attended her first pride she met the woman she was to marry- a young lady named Arista Triton! They live in Paris with two furbabies named Lady and Angel!

As for Anastasia, she married a sailor named Sinbad. They now have three kids and travel the world together! She still stops by to see her sisters whenever she can.

As for Cinderella, well, after dating for two years, Tiana proposed marriage. They got married in July in the Louisiana Bayou! They have two children, and several furbabies!