Creativitwins - Blog Posts
I am SO happy to celebrate the first international asexuality day.
So here’s some of the asexuality-themed art (and pictures) I’ve made throughout to years.
I made this a while after pride month and finally decided to post it! Don’t mind me making my faves say aspec rights. I also decided to add plushies of the others because why not! 💜🤍🖤
If you can’t tell: Lion= Roman, Owl= Logan, disturbing looking frog= Patton, spider= Virgil, snake= ...Thomas and finally Octupus= Remus 💚🤍🖤
I made this last year and forgot to post it. But worry not, here it finally is; the biggest crime against humanity!
Inktober Day 3!
Prompts: Bait + Childhood
ROMAN WATCH OUT!! Oh no, he can’t hear us, he has AirPods on!
Well I kinda failed on the childhood part... I was supposed to draw the creativitwins’ childhood, but I just settled on Roman and Remus as adults. (Plus I can’t draw kids)
Inktober Masterpost: https://alwaysdamfangirling.tumblr.com/post/188070519351/inktober-masterpost
Inktober Day 1: Ring
NSFW I guess, sorry.
Deceit showing off his rings in his... own way.
Very rushed since I’ve been busy today with theatre
Masterpost: https://alwaysdamfangirling.tumblr.com/post/188070519351/inktober-masterpost
If Roman and Remus we're chill with each other, what would you ask them?
Remus and Roman being stuck together and called ‘King’ is actually very terrifying when you consider what a ‘Rat King’ is.
Mitosis
yeah sorry but your boyfriend split in two. yeah. he’s now a green duke and a red prince. he gives a 30 year old gay man intrusive thoughts and loves disney now. yeah. sorry.
2 kids getting along
Stone Heart - Chapter One (Intro)
(TW: Remus being Remus, threats, swears)
The kingdom of Briston all fell into sorrow the moment they lost their crowned prince. A prince who took time to listen to those that needed to be aided. One who would visit the city with a warm smile. He was absolutely perfect and was loved by all. Yet, too dangerously by one he used to call his true love.
Now, a single tear trickled down the stone features of the prince. His petrified form lay abandoned amidst the overgrown foliage of the castle’s garden, as if nature itself had rejected him. The flowers and vines refused to touch him as if he were to turn the rest to stone. The sky was duller, and gloomier than it once was. The air was thick with the scent of dying roses, their petals littering the ground like blood-red snowflakes. The castle's workers, although heartbroken, sensed something amiss, kept their distance from the cursed statue. Their eyes filled with a mixture of fear and sorrow. It had been just a few months since the day the prince's jealous lover had turned him to stone, not wanting him to find love in another's arms.
Prince Roman of Briston was loved by many, and they lost hope bringing back the one who held their kingdom together.
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What others seemed to forget, that under Roman’s unforgettable light, that his twin brother was just his shadow. Yes, Remus could care less about his royal heritage. He didn’t mind Roman as the face of the kingdom. The brothers had a mutual understanding that it’s just how their roles played out. Yes, they argued constantly, sillishly so. Remus knew that if he had an opportunity to leave the kingdom, he would. It wasn’t his forte. Now, his royally idiotic brother decided that turning into stone was a fantastic idea. That meant leaving Remus to be ambushed by people he hardly remembered talking to.
“What will you do now that you’re filling in Prince Roman’s shoes as the crowned prince, as the heir to the throne.”
“You have to get your act together now, Prince Remus. As this kingdom will fall into you now.”
Just shit like that. Remus wanted to scream, and rip his hair out. And not in a fun way. This was the most overwhelming feeling he felt. The most scared he felt. He isn't even responsible. He would run across the corridors, slide down the stair rails. He would knock things down without a care and carry on his day. He couldn’t just fill the role of Roman now! It was Roman’s job!
Of course, now that annoying Logan and his need for him getting things done didn’t help at the moment. It wasn’t just normal paperwork stuff. It was planning to say goodbye that Remus had to plan. Finally, he snapped. “ARGH!!! Just stop! I don’t want to do this! Fuck you! Fuck this!” Remus boiled over. All the other castle workers moved their attention to the prince, watching this breakdown.
With a heavy sigh, Logan looked down at Remus firmly. “Prince Remus, I understand your frustrations. This is just a matter you cannot refuse any further. You must come with me to—“
“No!” Without any warning, Remus sprinted off down the halls of the castle. He didn’t want to do it. He didn’t want to prepare for a funeral for his brother like he was gone forever. He wasn’t. He could come back. He had to come back. Remus skidded into a stop, his boots making a harsh squeak against the polished floor. He glared down at a set of guards that were next to the door that led to the castle's garden. “Move.” He hissed out harshly. A bit freaked out, both guards opened the door for Remus.
The young boy stepped outside, feeling the huge change of atmosphere the second he breathed the air in. Remus felt his legs grow heavy, having to force his way toward where his brother stood frozen. Running his fingers through his hair, Remus let out a shaky laugh. “You just had to do this, didn’t you?” He sneered. “Leaving me with all your shit for me to do, huh?!” Remus didn’t realize that his tears were spilt out. He felt his knees grow weak and collapsed onto the grass. “I hate you Roman. I hate that you fell in love with some prick we can’t even find.” He gripped the grass underneath his hand and pulled it out. “When I find him, I swear, I’m going to make him want to be dead. I’ll shove his own cut off hand up his ass so far down that—“ Usually, Roman would be scrunching up his face in disgust and to tell Remus to cut it out.
These two had a complicated relationship. They could be talking for weeks, and then the next they would avoid anything by being near each other. At the end of the day, no matter who viewed it. Remus loved his brother, as disgusting that would sound coming from his mouth but still… he did. Remus stared into Roman’s empty eyes. His expression was left with sorrow. No fear, no anger. Roman’s last feeling was being heartbroken. Remus hated that. Remus hated all of this. “I can’t do this without you, Roman. Come back. Fucking come back.”
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Virgil’s heart felt like it was going to burst. This was a bad idea. Such a bad idea. How did he get himself into this and not out of this? Remember, your sister. Swallowing back his anxieties he stared at the castle's walls from a distance. Gripping the strap to his satchel, he breathed in and continued on to his destination.
Never in his life he would find himself sneaking inside the castle to help steal someone so valuable. Yet, when a guy shows up demanding Virgil to go in and threaten his little sister's life, there was little control he could do in this situation. He had to be desperate. He had to be careful and get this guy what he wanted. Just go in there, and help find an opening. The thing was, he was told it would take a few hands to move this thing. Which caused Virgil to be weary if this was ever going to succeed or not. How would they sneak this thing out? What would they do if someone questioned if they haven’t seen him before. What would he say? What would you do without your sister?
Once again, Virgil took a deep breath and stopped in front of the castle's gate. “And you are?” A guard asks, questioning the boy who approached. “Uh, I’m… I was sent to start working here? I, here-“ Virgil fumbled through his satchel. A bit slower realizing that the guards were just being cautious of what Virgil would pull out. He took out an un-forged paper, addressing the permission for work. What a way to screw up a dream too, Virgil.
“Ah.” The guard glanced at the paper and back and Virgil. “A new gardener, ey? I’m sure there’s a reason they decided to do that considering.. er… Well, welcome in, kid. You’ll find someone to escort you where you need to go. Go ahead.”
Virgil moved past the gate, and onward into the castle. There was no backing out now. There couldn’t be any mistakes. He had to get this done.