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itsalwaysforyou · 14 hours

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more delirious-with-laryngitis shoplook fits from 3 years ago 👍

dizzy

celia

mal (specifically d1?)

jay

uma

#i have some in my shoplook drafts too apparently so i might share tjose 👍#i really like the bright colours of dizzy #and celias palette being a bit darker but just as busy #and umas. i remember being so proud of that one HAHAHA #descendants

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itsalwaysforyou · 14 hours

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these are the sets i made for irrithea

hashtag never forget when i was bedridden with laryngitis for like a week and spent my days on shoplook making outfits for the vks. and in my delirious state i renamed some of the shittily named vks & made some ocs. and i called the queen of hearts’ daughter ‘irrithea’ based on the qoh’s real name being ‘iracebeth’, both names having irritated/irate as the prefix followed by a feminine suffix. and the best the mouse could do was ‘red’.

#i think the first one is my fave #but i love the top for the last one #srb #descendants

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itsalwaysforyou · 14 hours

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hashtag never forget when i was bedridden with laryngitis for like a week and spent my days on shoplook making outfits for the vks. and in my delirious state i renamed some of the shittily named vks & made some ocs. and i called the queen of hearts’ daughter ‘irrithea’ based on the qoh’s real name being ‘iracebeth’, both names having irritated/irate as the prefix followed by a feminine suffix. and the best the mouse could do was ‘red’.

#i’m still angry about this #why didn’t they consult ME #if i remember my shoplook login i might try & find the mood boards i did #from like 3? years ago #whilst so ill with laryngitis 👍#descendants #descendants rise of red

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itsalwaysforyou · 15 hours

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no male characters (apart from young villains?) have been announced. and there are love songs in the soundtrack. this is how lesbians can still win

#unless it’s going to be a cinderella/prince charming love duet or something idk #descendants rise of red

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itsalwaysforyou · 15 hours

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And they were roommates

I’m having fun with the rise of red trailer! This movie is going to be absolutely bonkers and I’m going to have a great time. Also I think Red and Chloe should be in lesbians together.

"Who are you?"

The girl jerks her head up from her paint. Her lips are red, not like blood, but like the last-season cherry red lip tints that were on trend before the current sheer glitter gloss phase swept in. "I'm your new roommate."

Chloe stops. She’s—

She’s misheard something. The girl must mean dorm mate, or neighbor, or else there’s been some sort of mistake. Sure, she’s living in a double room as just one student right now, but that’s because nobody else in her class needs the accessible shower on this floor. Unless this new girl also has a prosthetic? She can’t count that out yet. Maybe there’s just been a communication error. "My what?"

The girl grins, and yeah, that’s definitely cherry-red lipstick. So last season. "Roommate. You have those here, right?"

Chloe takes a second to assess the possibility that she’s been hit on the head and this is all a hallucination. Sure, she’s out of her room later than she’s strictly supposed to be, but there’s nobody but this girl around who could have hit her, and she’s been up late studying, not fencing. Her swords aren’t even out of their cases yet.

The odds that this hot-but-weird girl is just a concussion- induced hallucination are low. Chloe pinches her own arm, subtly. Yeah, ouch. Odds of a hallucination are less than 5%, and dropping further the longer the girl stands here staring. "Yeah, but this isn't my room. This is a hallway."

Cherry-red rolls her eyes. Her hair is red too. Same shade, like she bathes in it. "Outside our room."

"Okay,” Chloe admits, because yes, this girl is in almost the right place, if she really is who she says, and the school really gave her a roommate with no warning. “But this still isn't our room. You can't paint the hallways just because they're outside our room. It's against the rules, and also, it stinks. Can't you open a window before you vandalize school property?"

"No."

Maybe the fumes are what’s causing the hallucination. "Fine, then I'll do it."

Red flinches forward. "No! No. You can't."

Well, isn’t that something. Little miss trouble doesn’t want the whole school smelling her spray paint stunt yet. "Why not?"

Chloe’s watching the girl’s face, so she sees the moment of hesitation before Red opens her mouth. "Because it's nighttime. Duh.”

Her mother always says that it’s important to have courage, so Chloe pushes. In the form of rolling her eyes. And popping her hip. She’s going to look like the most annoying, stuck-up princess ever, and then once her maybe-roommate gets angry enough, she’ll show her hand. "So? It's September. It's not too cold out. We're allowed to open the windows for fresh air, and besides, even if we weren't, you don't seem to care too much for the rules."

"I care about one set of rules. Mine."

Chloe turns to the window, but she keeps the girl in the corner of her eye. "Cool. I care about being able to breathe in here, so I'm opening the window."

She’s lucky that she catches the flinch. Red is good at keeping a straight face, even with paint cans in each hand and an unknown stranger harassing her about her artistic hallway design choices.

"Fine,” Red casts her eyes up to the ceiling like she’s annoyed, instead of afraid. Or maybe she really is annoyed, and Chloe is just wildly misreading the situation. “Don't come crying to me when your face gets eaten."

"My—“ don’t think about kissing her. Don’t think about kissing her. Don’t. Throwing herself face-first onto that red smirk is the last thing that Chloe needs to do right now. Even though it would feel good and probably distract the girl from the whole vandalism thing. “My what?"

Red throws Chloe a look like she knows exactly what she’s been failing not to think about. "Your face. Eaten off. By the toves."

"Sorry, the what?"

"The toves,” Red repeats, like Chloe’s the fool for not knowing what a tove is. “They're wonderland creatures, you wouldn't get it anyway. Just don’t worry about it.” The smirk is back. “Go ahead, open up that window. See where it gets you.”

Wonderland. Red.

Ohh, this girl is from the Red Queen’s court. The notorious topsy-turvy upside-down land where rules aren’t real, and if they’re not, then they’ve got to be followed anyway. Chloe’s never been allowed to travel to wonderland herself, but she’s got a souvenir snowglobe that her brother brought back for her un-birthday when she was ten, so she likes to think of herself as a little bit of a multicultural expert. "If they're from wonderland, then why are they here?"

Red spins one of her paint cans over the back of her hand. She’s not looking at Chloe anymore. Not that Chloe wants to be looked at. She’s cool, and calm, and she’s totally not feeling anything like butterflies in her belly from the way Red’s lips curve up at the corner.

"My mom."

"This is a boarding school,” Chloe points out, only because it’s weird to have parents at school. Not because she wants Red to look at her again. “Why would your mom be here?"

"To visit me?" Red’s voice drips with condescension. “Duh?”

Right.

Bubbly princess time.

Chloe smiles, and forces the threat of a giggle into her tone. "That's fair. I deserve that one. Are you going to go inside our room, or just stay out here in the hallway?"

Red spurts a little heart of paint around her own reflection in the hall mirror. "I don't have a key. Yet."

"Did Fairy Godmother check you in? Orâ€“ Headmaster Uma. She's the one to see about that. She’s really cool, she probably won’t even give you trouble over showing up so late.”

Another heart. This time it’s over her face. "She's dealing with my mom."

There’s a message there, and Chloe’s not dumb enough to miss the fact that her new roommate, vandal or not, doesn’t want to talk about it. "Oh. Okay. I guess I can let us both in for tonight."

Red adds a little lightning bolt from her other can, bisecting the hearts. “Much appreciated, princess. I’ll try not to get paint on your bed.”

#a win for lesbians which is to say a win for me #descendants #chloe charming #red daughter of the queen of hearts

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itsalwaysforyou · 17 hours

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I gotta make this.

#vkcore

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itsalwaysforyou · 20 hours

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fic list!

jal (in timeline order - fics are all standalone however!)

what’s there to be faithful to? (i am faithful to you, darling): jay and mal give each other tattoos

you feel your heart taking root in your body (like you’ve discovered something you didn’t even have a name for): it’s a cold night on the isle, and jay doesn’t want to go home

a flash in the sky: jay and mal get caught in the rain

even when i look away i am still looking: jay is hurt and mal tends to his wounds

your body told me in a dream it's never been afraid of anything: mal has a nightmare, and jay is there to comfort her

the black sky and all those lights: jay and mal spar (valentine’s day fic)

eventually the birds must land: jay, mal, and vulnerability

the place where we weren't stitched up quite right: jay is ill, and mal gets him to eat

core four

take the light inside you like a blessing (like a knee in the chest): there is a storm on the isle

you were burned, about to burn, or still on fire: jay finds it hard to stop stealing in auradon

misc

you’d break your heart to make it bigger: uma cares too much

you find yourself down the hall again (the lights gone dim): coach invites jay round for dinner, and jay begins to learn what family is