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@starsadored
i have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.
I realise that it's been a long time since I sketched a reference for myself for my Creativitwins, and me finding a new song to link my R.emus to has helped a lot.
The designs have changed over time. The most noticeable is that R.oman lost his "D.isney-esque" hair and has some facial hair in a post-Redux crisis.
While the two are connected on this blog, they're not normally written together! Instead, both round out the twins as written by @starsadored .
literally a PERFECT video
false. the one on the left side of the seesaw weighs roughly five to seven pounds less than the one on the right. look at their legs. the one on the left has his legs bunched underneath him to focus maximal force on his action point. the one on the right has his legs extended, to disperse the force he’s creating on his action point.
this is the same technique one uses on a swing to create centripetal force.
we are being bamboozled with playground logic and i won’t stand for it.
no they weigh the same because they ate the same food their whole lives.
@starsadored
Sometimes, life needs a bit of madness.
Other times, it is ours to choose.
But most importantly, you need to give it a second chance when you're ready.
Three side-blogs that follow back from the same hub-blog. Low-activity, trying to get back into the swing of things. Canon-divergent or headcanon-based, please read muse pages for more information!
There is silence in the Mindscape, and while normally that might be cause for alarm, in truth it is because a certain silver-tongued reptilian Side has convinced everyone to take a break. And so, silence was heard throughout the mind.
Except, of course, for one Duke, who has decided that this break means he can (and will) burst into his brother’s room, kicking the door open with a loud, “ROMAN!!”
His hands are cupped, and almost seem to be delicate, as if he were holding something easily broken.
“RoRo, you know how you said that I can’t make anything nice and that everything I make is probably always gonna be inappropriate?” Here, he reveals what is in his hands. A small, grumpy looking Sphinx kitten mews up at the Duke. “Look who made something nice!!”
@starsadored
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The silence was... unsettling. Yet, at the same time, it brought a peculiar sense of comfort.
Roman was initially tempted to ignore the "request" (more like an order) and continue brainstorming lyrics about summer evenings, but he decided against it. An old, weathered book was taken off the shelf dedicated to only the most precious items for inspiring Thomas, and the prince relaxed into his mini throne of pillows at the top of the bed.
It was nice. Being able to read without feeling it needed a purpose, or needed to be inspiration for something... It was very nice indeed. He should try this more often.
Of course, when you were the unlucky prince, things never went as intended.
"Sweet Persephone -!" The shout from his twin came out of nowhere, and the book was thrown into the air in fright. Roman had to scramble to catch it before it was damaged in any way, and only after that would he shoot a glare at Remus.
But there was no jeering remark. No comment about catching Roman off-guard. Instead, Remus had a purpose to the visit, something important hidden inside the cupped hands. The Creative Prince exhaled slowly, recognising that this was not an act of being an annoying sibling. He needed to make a similar effort in return. No immediately dismissing his twin.
Gingerly, Roman climbed out of the bed, putting the book aside, and approached his brother as Remus spoke. The words - as honest as ice is smooth - jabbed into Roman like an onslaught of arrows. The question hung in the air for a moment.
"... I suppose I did say that, yes. Why do you ask?"
Remus, rather than being verbally answered, instead responded through the gesture of revealing what was being carried. It could have been anything, and in that split second, Roman had to swat any assumptions away.
The war is over, Roman. You're trying to make amends, Roman.
No assumption could ever have prepared him for the answer of 'a kitten'. Crouching down, Roman was silent as he took in the sight. It was a kitten. No multiple heads, no toxins oozing out, no sounds of the untold terrors that should only lurk in the darkest of nightmares.... Just a kitten.
Then, finally, a smile appeared. "I think 'nice' is an - an understatement. They're beautiful, Re." He should be using the childhood nickname of 'ReRe', but he still needed a little longer before he felt 'ready' for that. Hopefully the softer tone would indicate something positive. "Have you a name picked?"
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[ water lily ]: one of our muses finds the other submerged underwater, and is left to desperately try to save them. (cj can't swim, so harriet, you're up <3)
"sammy, get a life preserver with a rope thrown in, hold on to the rope." don't panic, breathe, get cj. those words are on repeat in harriet's head as she realizes her baby sister is under the surface of the water. so she focuses on captaining. "have the crew on standby with whatever blankets we have, and have them get my quarters ready for cj." every instinct in her is screaming to jump in, and she does. the salt stings her eyes, but she dives under with them open regardless, swimming until she's got her arms hooked under her sister's shoulders.
wrestling with crocs and swimming to escape them has made her legs strong, and she kicks her way to the surface. head shifting wildly until the life preserver lands next to her. with a heave, she gets cj onto it, holding her baby her sister's limp body between the preserver and herself as sammy and her crew start hauling them up.
as soon as they're up on the dock, she's starting compressions, blowing into cj's mouth until the younger girl starts coughing, retching up water and bile. a crewmember brings them a blanket, and harriet wraps it around her sister. don't panic. breathe. take care of cj.
"get her to my quarters, have the medic look over her," as much as they had a medic, she meant, "and i'll be there shortly."
another blanket is wrapped around her shoulders, and sammy smee smiles at her, though she can see in his eyes how terrified he is. her sister is being carried off as her crew follows her orders. cj is safe. cj is alive. so with the blanket wrapped around her, and the small spot of hidden warmth that was sammy's hand tucked into hers, she heads off to go continue her job. don't panic. breathe.
take care of cj.
@ballagarraidh
❛ do you wish i was different? ❜ (@ harriet)
she doesn't answer for a moment, absorbing the question, and trying to imagine her brother any other way. and she knows the longer she goes without answering, the more he'll overthink, so after another moment, she says, "no. i don't wish you were different. if you were different, you wouldn't be my brother. you wouldn't be harry hook. you'd be some weirdo." she reaches up, ruffles his hair like she always does, always have. "the things we went through made us who we are. do i wish we hadn't gone through a lot of those things? yes. but i don't wish you were different because of who you turned out to be. i like who you are."
@hookd
❝ you don’t know how glad i am to see you. ❞ (benya)
her hair is frazzled, there's frosting on her cheek and flour in her hair, but she's smiling at ben all the same. anya had timed her visit to just after a meeting with the council, a couple cupcakes hidden behind her back waiting for him. "i would have gotten here sooner, but you know the bakery - busy as ever!" by way of apology, she presses a soft kiss to his cheek and holds out his own personalized cupcake; midnight blue with gold shimmer dusted over the top, with little pink candy hearts pressed around a matching golden crown, she'd spent a month coming up with it.
@ballagarraidh
❛ i am finished with you. ❜ There's a pause... and Wally peers over his sketchbook to see how Remus is doing with his art. (Heythereneighbor :D )
Remus beams, holding his sketchbook out so Wally can see the drawing Remus has made of his partner. "I'm finished with you! What do you think?" In true Dukey style, Wally is drawn true to life, with particular detail paid attention to the swirl of his hair and the sparkle in his eye.
If one looks closely, they could even see that Remus drew a small green apple pinned to the other's shirt, near his collar.
@heythereneighbor
❛ i don't blame you for being you but you can't blame me for hating it. ❜ (theauthorlives, Ro explaining his stance when they were feuding?)
his brow furrows as roman explains himself, explains why War was always so vitriolic between the two of them. it makes sense, of course. who could ever truly love everything the mind rejects? who could ever care for one so disgusting, so carelessly putrid?
"i don't blame you - but you can't blame me for responding in kind." he doesn't blame his brother for hating him, even now after acceptance he hates himself. "all i wanted was someone to show me they cared, and not even my twin was capable of doing that."
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i have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.
Malia Baker as Princess Chloe Charming in DESCENDANTS: THE RISE OF RED (2024)
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descendants muses:
anya tremaine (OC twin sister of anthony tremaine, anastasia’s daughter)
anthony tremaine (anastasia’s son, canon)
harriet hook (captain hook’s eldest daughter, canon)