#skylarkmuses

[slightlybrcken]

@skylarkmuses​

  “I’m afraid you just missed D’Artagnan. But I’m sure whatever you need I will be able to help.” He isn’t on duty today so any sort of errand would be a welcome distraction from his growing boredom. Aramis has never done well when not doing anything. He’s already taught some of the recruits shooting and has organised the garrison armoury. Now he seeks something to get him outside into the streets.

[modernprometheuus]

It’s a peaceful day... but Victor cannot rest.

He and Henry sit together in an apartment, enjoying a calm moment after the excitement of the day. They’d explored the town together, and admired all the sights... it was a wonderful day in almost every manner. For a while, Victor had even managed to forget his anguish - if only for a moment.

As he catches Victor’s eye, Henry smiles... it’s a warm smile, one that fills Victor’s heart with fondness.

And for a moment... he almost says it. Almost spills everything on his mind to Henry - his fears, his torment, his guilt - because he’s so tired of keeping everything hidden, so tired of all of this. But he stops short, the words caught in his throat. He can’t.

Instead, his expression becomes somber. It seems like he can never hide his true state of mind for long, can he?

“My dear Clerval...” he starts to speak, hesitantly. “Tell me the truth. Do you think I am mad?”

@skylarkmuses ( starter! )

[xqueenofscots]

the royal progress so far had been a long journey, but necessary from the moment that mary had docked in leith and begun her personal rule. for such a long absence, mary had to be seen by her people. had to gain their trust, their loyalty, let them meet her and begin to understand her too. despite the long journey, it was not a chore. she had resided in beautiful castles and houses, been entertained in many different ways and had begun to see her country in a way that had never been described to her before. but, one stop especially had been playing on her mind. a visit to her cousin merida, family of which she had not seen since she was a child. on the approach towards the castle, mary’s emotions stirred into excitement. she had chosen to ride the rest of the way on horseback and as she and the guards around her entered into the castle courtyard, her eyes settled straight away on the flaming redhead that was her cousin. mary circled her mare around towards merida, dismounting and striding across, pulling her gloves off before embracing her cousin in a hug. “ it has been so long, merida. how happy i am to see you again. ”

@skylarkmuses // plotted, for merida. 

[shinkv]

@skylarkmuses || STARTER CALL!

     “ Funny how the world that we perceive's just passed down through our family trees.”

[auradonsxking]

@skylarkmuses liked this for a lyrical starter || Once And For All - Newsies 

“There’s change coming once and for all.” 

[islestrandeda]

@skylarkmuses​      :     carlos      /      starter call.

        "       what brings you up here this time      ?      “     a small smile tugs at glossed lips as she takes a seat beside carlos in his tree house,     the only place on the isle,     no one dares to look for them.       it’s a safe place,     a place she goes to looking for a distraction,     same goes for carlos.      it’s where they go to free themselves of the issues that wait for them back at home.      she’s thankful for it,    for carlos too.      his friendship means a lot to her,      especially now more than ever.      “      problems with the mother      ?      “       she can relate.

[improvisatoren]

@skylarkmuses

The starless night should have been a sign that a storm was brewing. Even as the sun rose, the thick, dark clouds that rolled across the sky cast a shadow over the world, but magic couldn’t be tricked so easily.

“We can weather the storm by the lake we passed not a mile back,” Nikolaj assured her. He was the eldest and always looking out for each and every one of his siblings. He spoke quickly, the sun was rising. “It’s best if you find shelter for the day.” 

“I saw a castle just easssst!” Casper said, but it turned to something of strangled hiss at the end. 

Little more could be said, because the change began. Elisa watched the now-familiar sight as her twelve brothers’ bodies twisted, shrunk, and shifted, feathers sprouting up, necks growing long, until they were no longer men, but those accursed swans. 

Hesitant as she was to leave them, Nikolaj nudged her with his head. She wrapped her arms around his long neck. “I’ll meet you by the lake at sunset,” she promised. The hiss from his throat was an affectionate one. 

She watched her brothers take flight and sent them off with a prayer for safety before heading East. Casper was right. The castle was of a different style than their own back home. Less elegant, but just as proud. Old stones built into curved towers and turrets along the wall that provided ample space enclosed around the keep - rising up from the earth along a hill equal parts stone and grass. 

There was only one visible entrance: across the bridge and through the gates. 

By the time she arrived, she was soaked head to toe and shivering. Thunder boomed from a dark and stormy sky that poured down rain in buckets. “I-I’m just looking for shelter from th-the storm,” she told the guards.

“Are you now, lass?” The first guard said, giving her a look over. “No funny business?” 

“Ah, lay off it, Cormag!” The other elbowed him in the side. “Just a wee lil girl, isn’t she? C’mon, lass, in you go. RODDY! Get your puny twig-armed arse over here!” 

A scrawny, gangly, freckled man with too much limb for his body came stumbling over in a rush. “Yessir, Eoin, sir! What do you--” 

“Get this poor wee lass a hot meal and let our good Queen know she has a visitor.” 

“And no funny business,” Cormag added. 

“Ah, lay off it, Cormag!” 

The guards descended into an elbow-jabbing contest as the gangling Roddy led her hastily to the keep. He too was soaked to the bones when he led her inside just in time to see--

“Your-- uh, your highness!” he stumbled out. 

Because there was the princess herself, red hair wild as ever, looking like she was about to get up to something her mother would undoubtedly disapprove of. Roddy took the opportunity to introduce the guest. “We have a-- uh, it’s a--” He stumbled over his words as much as his limbs it seemed. “A guest. Looking for shelter. From the, uh, storm.” 

Elisa offered an easy smile. One she hoped was friendly. But what a mess she must have looked shivering, dripping wet, mud all over her shoes and the hem of her dress. “If- If you have room for one m-more in your keep, just until the storm passes? I’ll be on my way again come sunset.” 

[hethieves-moved]

“ can you believe these beds? ”   grin sparkles from beneath silver eyes, laughing and happy for the first real time since arriving in auradon  —  well, aside from that. . .  whatever that was that was so sweet and delicious in the limo.   “ they’re so soft! ”   moving from a mat beneath a junk shop shelf to this?  quite a change.    //    @skylarkmuses .