O serpent heart!

charlie. 28. gmt. she/they. this is an independent, selective, mutuals only, multifandom multimuse. canons and ocs. 18+ only, mature and dark themes throughout.  carrd link.

where to find me

 multifandom multimuse / uma nautica / descendants worldbuilding 

    she really couldn’t blame taranee for being worried. it’s not like their lives had been like a bed of roses. together, they had experienced some of the best and worst aspects in life. you could never be too careful. “it’s okay, my parents know that i get kind of messy whenever i’m doing some of my projects. i should have a cover.” as long as the damage wasn’t too crazy.

yet, she couldn’t help thinking that maybe their powers were getting stronger. that maybe they were evolving. heroes and magical girls in comics never stayed on the same level for too long, they got better, stronger. maybe this was the same for them.

hearing taranee’s words, hay lin didn’t find herself entirely convinced.  “you can talk to me if you want. i’m here for you. no judgement or anything.” because although taranee dealt with some anxious tendencies, her reasoning for them usually had a point.

    maybe it feels like a lie because it is a lie, okay might be a relative state but taranee isn’t really sure when the last time was that she could label herself as simply ‘okay’. but the last thing she’d want to do was worry the other guardians with it if they’re not feeling the same. it doesn’t seem like hay lin is feeling the same, at least. or she’s much better at hiding it. 

    tara’s never been that great at hiding her anxiety, maybe that comes from having it be such a huge part of her life, or her core personality. she admires, often, the way hay lin can seem so carefree. untethered by what people think, or do, or say. taranee admires her. 

@duukey​ sent  “virgie, think fast!” some… unidentifiable— some *sticky* object is lobbed at the anxious side. could be an organ. could be a squid. who knew! 

    thinking fast is his speciality, isn’t it? overthinking, rethinking, dwelling on things also works pretty well. but when remus screeches at him to think fast, he’s momentarily stunned by a different kind of fear, and instead yanks on the cords connected to his hood, pulling it tighter around his face as the thing (derogatory) as yet unidentified thwacks him in the arm and drops to the ground with a sickeningly wet sound. 

♡     ⇢    ﹙   @deifiedstars​   ﹚      ﹒      ❛ you go to denny’s because it’s four in the morning and you’re having an existential crisis and only the eerie timelessness of an empty denny’s can help you stop dissociating. ❜   (  stiles  )       ;      𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.     ,      accepting

it  is  the  insult  of  all  insults.  blasphemy  in  the  highest  degree.  how  could  he  say  something  so  casually  cruel  and  dress  it  up  as  HONESTY.  did  she  look  like  she  ever  ate  at  denny’s?  or  would  even  consider  it?   “  ew.  ”  nose  scrunches  up,  features  twisting  in  distaste,  “  first  of  all,  i  would  never,  ever,  ever  step  foot  in  a  DENNY’S.  second  of  all,  you  don’t  need  pancakes,  stiles,  you  need  a  therapist.  and  lucky  for  you  i  can  get  you  both.  ”

SEMI-PLOTTED STARTER.   ›   @deifiedstars​

SUNLIGHT streamed through the floor-to-ceiling winds of evie’s design studio, which was partially why she’d purchased that particular house in her search. it helped with inspiration, and evie liked being able to see how the material she chose reflected in natural light. sketchbooks, pencils, pincushions, mannequins, clothing racks and shelves of material filled the room and reflected how busy the femme had been lately. her designs had really taken off and caught the eyes of many auradonians, and she almost couldn’t keep up with the demand. one very high profile royal had just placed an order recently, which was partially why she’d enlisted jay as a model, hoping that it would help save her time and ensure measurements were correct without having to try and book time for the client himself to come in. she was determined to make this design perfect, and jay had a very similar build. his fidgetiness, however, was making it slightly difficult to work. “ jay ! if you don’t stop moving, i’ll end up poking you with the needle. ”

he feels like anyone else, any other royal, would have a hell of a time keeping themselves from grabbing their crown from his reach, not wanting his terrible, villainous hands anywhere near their valuables, but ben seemed fine, putting it away just when it started to feel garish between the two of them. he’s not sure he’d ever say it, but he appreciates the difference. ben sees him as a person, nothing more. “good,” he replies, teasing, expression knitting together slightly as he notices the change in ben’s own. he‘s blushing. had he—? oh. yes. he did. he’s going to ignore that, he thinks, shaking his head to keep the conversation going. “they definitely won’t if you don’t try.”

@hookd​

SEMI-PLOTTED STARTER.   ›    @deifiedstars​​

DAYS like this made talia glad she’d made the decision to permanently move to auradon. it wasn’t that she hated neverland, but she’d lived there for almost her entire life and now that she’d gotten a taste of exterior lands, the blonde was anxious to make a home elsewhere. it didn’t help that living with her mother made for a dysfunctional household, where fights and occurred more often than not;  they were too much alike, both headstrong, both stubborn and both very much set in their own ways. occasional visits were as much as the fairy could handle, but today’s purpose was collecting the remainder of her things to finish moving into her auradon apartment. of course, the lectures began the second she’d walked through the door, but talia did her best to ignore that, disengage, and simply focus on the task at hand before returning back to auradon. annoyance and slight exhaustion loomed over her as she finally made it back with a bag slung over her shoulder, and the need for caffeine overcame her. unfortunately, as she began to walk towards her favourite cafe, a familiar figure came into view and she sighed as she stepped up to the window to order. “ well, look what the tide dragged in. did uma finally kick you off the crew ? ” the blonde retorted with a scoff. 

SEMI-PLOTTED STARTER.   ›  @deifiedstars

UNLIKE his sister, travis didn’t mind being in neverland. it was his home through and through, and though he naturally fit in everywhere he went, there was just something about the place that brought a warm, fuzzy feeling to his heart. he supposed it helped that he and his mother usually got along, but that was truthfully only part of it. he loved the peace and tranquility, and the ability to escape whenever he wanted. auradon was a beautiful place, of course, but sometimes he just needed to be back in his natural environment. the beaches here were far less crowded, and he could go places without running into people around every corner. on this particular day, however, the male stumbled upon another figure resting in the sand. “ well, look who it is, ” the male greeted with a chuckle and a smile. “ how’s the water today ? ”