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@lanterndreams
/digging like you can bury / something that cannot die / we can wash the dirt off our hands now / keep it from living underground/
independent. private. selective & low activity multi-muse feat both canon and original muses from life is strange, the walking dead game, night in the woods, stranger things, the hunger games, dead by daylight and supernatural.
promo template by freerps psd by jaynedit
promo made by @illestfated ♥
/digging like you can bury / something that cannot die / we can wash the dirt off our hands now / keep it from living underground/
independent. private. selective & low activity multi-muse feat both canon and original muses from life is strange, the walking dead game, night in the woods, stranger things, the hunger games, dead by daylight and supernatural.
promo template by freerps psd by jaynedit
promo made by @illestfated ♥
/digging like you can bury / something that cannot die / we can wash the dirt off our hands now / keep it from living underground/
independent. private. selective & low activity multi-muse feat both canon and original muses from life is strange, the walking dead game, night in the woods, stranger things, the hunger games, dead by daylight and supernatural.
promo template by freerps psd by jaynedit
promo made by @illestfated ♥
/digging like you can bury / something that cannot die / we can wash the dirt off our hands now / keep it from living underground/
independent. private. selective & low activity multi-muse feat both canon and original muses from life is strange, the walking dead game, night in the woods, stranger things, the hunger games, dead by daylight and supernatural.
promo template by freerps psd by jaynedit
promo made by @illestfated ♥
/digging like you can bury / something that cannot die / we can wash the dirt off our hands now / keep it from living underground/
independent. private. selective & low activity multi-muse feat both canon and original muses from life is strange, the walking dead game, night in the woods, stranger things, the hunger games, dead by daylight and supernatural.
promo template by freerps psd by jaynedit
promo made by @illestfated ♥
/digging like you can bury / something that cannot die / we can wash the dirt off our hands now / keep it from living underground/
independent. private. selective & low activity multi-muse feat both canon and original muses from life is strange, the walking dead game, night in the woods, stranger things, the hunger games, dead by daylight and supernatural.
promo template by freerps psd by jaynedit
promo made by @illestfated ♥
sometimes i don’t know where this dirty road is taking me sometimes i can’t even see the reason why i guess i keep a-gamblin’ lots of booze and lots of ramblin’ it’s easier than just waitin’ around to die
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selective & independent multimuse written by kayla feat. both canon and original characters from night in the woods, stranger things, supernatural, the walking dead game & dead by daylight.
down on the earth, a shadow searches for its LOST BODY. the weather in the valley which stole it from her thickens the mists that hide it. / private, selective & low-activity cassandra of corona from disney’s rapunzel’s tangled adventure. loved by emmie. template by @honeypsd
cass ❀☼·:
it had been a long time since it had just been the two of them & nothing feels better than just collecting her breath in the princess’ bedroom, pressing her face against the soft hair at the crown of rapunzel’s head. the floral scent wafting off of the blonde braid was almost PERMANENT, a signature of the princess. it was on all of her clothes, her hair, her paintings - if the scent wafted through the air while cassandra was busying herself somewhere, it would immediately comfort her. she pulls away after a few seconds, swallowing thick & trying to ignore the deep pumps of her heart in her chest. physical intimacy was still difficult for cassandra, & the hug between them was the most she had in a long time. when rapunzel brushes her thumbs across cassandra’s cheeks, it stuns her momentarily.
rapunzel must notice, with the way she folds her hands behind her, so cassandra busies herself with placing the card down on the table next to the painting of herself. her gaze moves to the cupcake, & her eyebrows move up on her forehead, behind her black bangs. ❛ you know, i never tried attila’s cupcakes. everything was so HECTIC when he opened his bakery. ❜ cassandra takes a bite, covering her mouth while she cleans her lips of frosting. ❛ it’s delicious. beats attila’s, probably, but don’t tell him that. ❜ she smiles, red lips pulling up on pale cheeks, & swipes a gloved finger across the side of the cupcake she hadn’t taken a bite of. cassandra wipes the frosting off on rapunzel’s nose & cheek, smiling as she takes a seat at the blonde’s desk. her eyes can’t help but land on the painting again.
❛ i REALLY love the painting, raps. your style is so… you. did you teach yourself? ❜ one corner of her mouth lowers as the smile transforms into a smirk. cassandra teases, ❛ you got my likeness down cold. how many times do you draw me a day? ❜
there’s nothing that can warm the princess’ heart quite like the look in someones eyes when giving them a gift. for cassandra, it’s so much more satisfying and rapunzel can feel her heart flutter. the other was always so much more serious, perhaps cynical at her worst, but in these moments when rapunzel can just see past the wall that her best friend had built around herself -- well, it made any work put in absolutely worth it. the blonde laughs, keeping her hands tucked neatly behind her, that is until cassandra swipes frosting across her face.
“-- hey!” delicate slender fingers wipes the frosting from her cheek and nose and pops them between painted lips. the pink buttercream is sweet, and rapunzel enjoys the taste as her friend moves and takes a seat.
“i’m really happy you love the painting, cass,” she hums, green eyes moving and admiring the work. thoughts flicker back to the painting above the fireplace in the tower, and rapunzel’s expression softens. “i’ve always liked to visualize my dreams, so... it felt like it was only fair to paint yours.”
rapunzel brings her hands forward and gently folds them in front of her as she leans against the desk. “for the most part," she tears her gaze away from the cool expression of painted cassandra to the flesh and blood cassandra sitting beside her. “gothel must have known something about painting because she knew exactly how to create the paint from berries so it was smooth and which berries to use for the brightest and richest colors, and sometimes she gave me pointers to unlock my wrist to get better control of the brush. she never really talked about her hobbies with me, so i can’t say for sure.”
the blonde blinks before laughing again, “i get tons of practice when i’m sketching in my journal about my day and since we’re always together i sketch you a whole lot. probably even more than eugene.”
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Art trade with @adastraandcoffee!!! <3
sorry for the lack of activity the past few days, been working! i have the day off tomorrow so i’ll be around then to reply to some things. hope everyone is staying safe and happy!
‘How I wish we could stay here forever this way…’
eugene ❀☼ :
It’s been a lot– the past few months brought with them a myriad of adjustments and lessons learned. They’d chased torn pieces of paper to what might as well have been the ends of the world on a single solitary belief in that Rapunzel’s intuition to follow the rocks was right. And in the end they’d come home to Corona empty handed, a broken family, and filled with more uncertainty than ever before.
Although it’s unexpressed and held deep within, there is pain in Eugene’s heart as he himself still tries to level with what had transpired back at the Dark Kingdom– in more ways than one. Cassandra was his friend. He’d grown to love her in ways he’s rarely experienced before– and although he wants to remain hopeful that she’ll come back around… Eugene has spent his entire life wishing for others to walk back into his. Being shoved aside and thrown out of the picture again stung.
But now isn’t the time to ruminate on his own wounds, right now his place is to support Rapunzel through this time. After all… Rapunzel and Cass were close and the princess was less experienced in these sort of abrupt separations:
“… I don’t know. Maybe she will. After all, when people are upset… we do some drastic things, right?” Eugene placed the cupcake down in contemplation of her question, “But maybe she won’t, and that’s likely Rapunzel. She’s obviously hurt. I have questions too…”
Setting a hand gently against her cheek in a simple act of comfort, he finishes his thought.
“… but all we can do right now is to give her time and space to figure out if coming back is something she wants, but it’s going to have to be her decision ultimately.”
rapunzel takes comfort in his touch, leaning her face into the palm of his hand. her own hand moves to cover his to hold it still, as if he too will suddenly disappear from her grasp if she wasn’t careful enough. he was honest with her, as he always is, even if the answer wasn’t one she wanted. she wished cassandra would return to them as soon as possible so that rapunzel didn’t have to feel this undeniably empty feeling in her heart, but that was all it was. a wish.
“you’re right, eugene,” she says softly, eyes fluttering closed to just enjoy the simple touch between them.
“i just wish i knew how to make it right. she’s so angry with me. if we could just talk, i know we could fix it,” at least, she thinks they could. rapunzel had been so oblivious to the way cassandra felt, if she had just paid better attention -- or listened to her more and just communicated better -- rapunzel breaks away from eugene and gently rested her head in her hands.
“it just seems like i keep making these big mistakes.”
Now’s when my life begins.
and the world has somehow shifted
