I saw your earlier post about headcanons. You got any creativitwins headcanons? Or 'original creativity' headcanons? If you want.
oh boy do I.
This was my JAM back in the good old days of ye old sanders
KEEP IN MIND THIS WAS LIKE... TINY TINY C!THOMAS DAYS
Like MAYBE 10 years old MAX but honestly I imagine them close to like 5. These were BABY baby sides
Starting a little obvious, The King's name is/was Romulas
I personally like imagining Romulus as originally pink before the split
Due to age and... other factors... the king could somehow get more hyper then both of the twins can
He LOVED doing weird/unusual food stuf, not crazy or dangerous just stuff like dipping bread into milk, mixing the peanut butter and jam together in a cup and just eating it with a spoon, dipping one of those long lettuce's in honey mustard and just eating that, dipping french fries in a milkshake to see how it tastes, adding chips to a pb&j
Very close to Patton and Janus, Patton because he's a sweeter pie and Janus because the snake loved playing any side characters for them. Patton was a bit more of a fav because bribery (cookies) but they were all a lot closer
Terrified of the new ideas they started having, and what they might make them do. They also kept it from Patton as much as possible, unsure of how the side (much stricter back then) would react. Spoiler warning: not well.
Would constantly create a bunch of animals in the headspace
(Probably accidentally) the reason why all the sides have animal traits.
Constantly. Singing.
Used to rule over the imagination. Which was actually a genuine world all the sides could visit (different then the headspace/mind palace) this was... basically just my excuse to make all au's canon in the idea of them playing pretend/silly. But in all seriousness it used to be far more vibrant and where the sides would typically chill before the split happened, once the king had fallen his kingdom soon followed. What remains is more of a... shitty vr experience then an actual realistic magical world. Remnants of what the imagination once was seeped into the mind palace, creating the odd house-like space (I like to just call it the mind palace for simplicity's sake) they all reside in now. Roman and Remus have the most control over both the mind palace, but other sides can make small changes. Those two are the only ones who can make new rooms, and even then they're a bit limited depending if they're "in their respective domains." [Remus likes to make rooms and hallways randomly change locations, including his own which is CONSTANTLY bouncing around. He has also set up a bunch of painted on hallways and walls.)
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Warnings: implied death, death mention, let me know if there are any others!
Notes: Hi! I think this is the first fanfic i've ever posted on this account, but here I go! This is my take on King Creativity's split into Roman and Remus, inspired by this clip on youtube! (Most of the dialogue in the fic is based off of/copied from the clip, but I haven't actually watched the show it's from) Also I wrote this in one go in like 15 minutes sooooo if there's some spelling mistakes or grammar mistakes, lemme know.
Tagging: @lost-in-thought-20
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“Heh. I think I’m dying.”
Creativity’s voice was quiet when he spoke, but nobody was around to hear him anyways.
He hadn’t left his room in a couple of days. Not that he didn’t want to. The room had just locked him inside, so he’d spent most of his time trying to draw, or, just lay on his bed to think, like he was doing now.
Romulus had known something was wrong quite a while before this occurred, though. He’d felt it inside him. Like he was being pulled apart.
Letting out a sigh, he shook his head a little. Sure, this was bad, but it would get better. He just had to convince himself.
“Romulus always comes out on top,” he muttered.
“Not this time.”
When he heard that voice, he wasn’t sure if he made it up or not. That was, until he pulled his gaze away from the ceiling to look around his room.
There, beside his bed, stood a figure. Romulus couldn’t quite see their face, or what they looked like, but they had a vague red glow around them.
Their words made him frown a bit, “But.. I’m supposed to protect Thomas. That is my purpose.” he told them.
“Well, now your purpose is to die.”
Romulus watched as a green figure appeared beside the red one, and he began to feel a strange void in his chest. Like he was being pulled away.
“Oh..” he mumbled, as he looked back to the ceiling.
“Don’t worry. You’ll be okay in the end.” The red one said.
“Really..?”
“Just kidding!”
The green figure snickered, like he was making fun of him for believing the red one for a brief moment.
“You are not a hero,”
“You have become obsolete, Romulus.”
And with those words, the pair disappeared into thin air.
He thought about their words as he felt his body get lighter. He didn’t want to believe them. What about his purpose..? What of Thomas’s creativity..?
“No..” he said, his voice barely more than a whisper now.
