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Jackunzel Month
Week 1 - The Artist and the Muse
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You hide your eyes behind the shades
Your stroke can make the climate change
Your art should see the light of day (you and me a masterpiece)
You never let your colors show
Lose your face when we get close
Iโve seen you paint, nobody knows (you and me a masterpiece)
Youโve got an artist inside you
Come drown in my navy blue
Tonight let the artist inside me be you
Baby paint me like a canvas โ donโt mind
Youโre dripping colors on the mattress tonight
Dip your brush into the pallet, all mine
Make the shades of you and me a masterpiece
Put your body where my heart is
My love
Iโm the muse and youโre the artist
Donโt stop
Gotta finish what you started
Oh, god
Make the shades of you and me a masterpiece
You make me Scream in Starry Nights
The golden kiss, mysterious smile
You never let the paint run dry (you and me a masterpiece)
Iโm standing pose for your design
Your fingertips, they reach for mine
Letโs make a mess and cross the line (you and me a masterpiece)
You've got an artist inside you
Come drown in my navy blue
Tonight let the artist inside me be you
Baby paint me like a canvas โ donโt mind
Youโre dripping colors on the mattress tonight
Dip your brush into the pallet, all mine
Make the shades of you and me a masterpiece
Put your body where my heart is
My love
Iโm the muse and youโre the artist
Donโt stop
Gotta finish what you started
Oh, god
Make the shades of you and me a masterpiece
Make the shades of you and me a masterpiece
Baby paint me like a canvas
Youโre dripping colors on the mattress
Drip your brush into the pallet
And make the shades of you and me a masterpiece
Baby, paint me like a canvas โ donโt mind
Youโre dripping colors on the mattress tonight
Dip your brush into the palette, all mine
Make the shades of you and me a masterpiece
Put your body where my heart is
My love
Iโm the muse and youโre the artist
Donโt stop
Gotta finish what you started
Oh, god
Make the shades of you and me a masterpiece
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People always ask her at art shows where she gets her inspiration. Come spring, the assortment of pieces she's pumped out during the darker months never fails to amaze.
Streetlights shining through blizzard flurries. Ice on early April buds. Peach, rose, and lavender sunsets through snow-filled clouds. White-topped pine forests so mesmerizing that you can practically feel the stillness and silence of the winter.
Every time, Rapunzel smiles mysteriously and cites another artist.
"He's...underappreciated. His work hasn't ever had its day in the sun. But I've seen the best of it."
She always straightens proudly at the last part. And her customers can't help but be jealous that she gets to see this mysterious obscure talent apparently hidden from the rest of the world.
It has to be hidden, or else Rapunzel's work wouldn't be so uniquely spectacular. More people would paint even the coldest and bleakest of winter nights--even with no holiday lights to shine through the darkness.
"What's their name?" people always ask, hoping to investigate the esoteric artist themselves.
"Jack Frost."
And they laugh, because they think she's just being poetic. Taking inspiration from the fabled creator of ice patterns on morning windows and vast, quiet snowscapes.
If only they could see the white-haired boy just above them, perched on a nearby lamppost and chuckling to himself. Invisible to all the world except the artists who see beauty in his work.
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HIHI I'M SO SORRY I'M LATE
Heh, you didn't really think I'd forgotten Jackunzel month, did you??? Had a lot on my plate these last couple months but by GOD am I gonna pull through for my children!!! I've been making them November content for 3 years straight and I ain't about to stop now!!!
Anyways this song popped up on my spotify and I was like oh huh. Yeah that's a Jackunzel song all right. And then this happened!
I feel like it could be from both of their POVs, btw! Like Rapunzel is the one we think of as the artist, but Jack kinda is, too--just look what he can do with snow and frost! Art that never sees the light of day indeed ;_____; And "your stroke can make the climate change" like??? Literally Jack??? Also love the idea of him doing little frost designs on her skin and clothes ;_____; Just little reminders of her mans she can carry around for a while before they melt! Especially in the summertime, when she could really use it!!!
But "come drown in my navy blue" is very Jack @ Rapunzel, too. And Punz definitely has a golden kiss and mysterious smile akdjsuilkh
Depending on how you interpret these two and their relationship, you can pretend some of the, er...spicier implications of this song are a metaphor for like. Deep conversations and enthusiastic cuddling if you like XD
Can you imagine Rapunzel actually painting in her bed and getting acrylic all over her blankets and insisting it gives them character??? Shit would be hilarious. Jack would also thoroughly approve of the chaotic and general unhinged nature of it all ajshdksgd
I missed them!!! God, it's been too long!!!
As always, moodboard pic credits available upon request :3
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Jackunzel Month
Week 3 - Stormy Night
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What if the storm ends?
And I donโt see you
As you are now
Ever again
The perfect halo
Of gold hair and lightning
Sets you off against
The planetโs last dance
Just for a minute
The silver-forked sky
Lit you up like a star
That I will follow
But now itโs found us
Like I have found you
I donโt wanna run
Just overwhelm me
What if the storm ends?
It leaves us nothing
Except the memory
A distant echo
I wonโt pin down
Iโve walked unsettled
Rattle cage after cage
Until my blood boils
I wanna see you
As you are now
Every single day
That I am living
Painted in flames
A peeling thunder
Be the lightning in me
That strikes relentless
What if the storm ends?
And I donโt see you
As you are now
Ever again
The perfect halo
Of gold hair and lightning
Sets you off against
The planetโs last dance
Just for a minute
The silver-forked sky
Lit you up like a star
That I will follow
But now itโs found us
Like I have found you
I donโt wanna run
Just overwhelm me
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The weather has been so strange lately that it's the talk of the town.
It isn't that heavy winter snows are anything unusual, or even that the illusive "thundersnow" hasn't ever been seen before. But this winter, it seems, has an abundance of lightning-forked skies followed by merciless blizzards. Local weather reporters blame climate change, but an old coot at the edge of town claims he knows better.
"Why is there thunder and lightning before the snow now?" the children ask him, gathered around his porch drinking hot cocoa. "Did it do that when you were a kid?"
He offers them a toothless chuckle. "That's just old Jack Frost up to his tricks. But it looks like he's been missing his wife."
"His wife?" One little boy spits out his cocoa. "He's married?"
Several of the younger kids groan in disgust, unable to conceive of something some lame and adult being applied to a spirit who sounds so fun.
"Well, yeah." The old man grins. "Beautiful light spirit with long golden hair. Jack Frost doesn't see her in the winter as much, since it's so dark and cloudy. But he can get brief glimpses in flashes of lightning."
"And the thunder?" a little girl demands, crossing her arms.
"I reckon old Jack's fighting the clouds and the sky themselves to see her. To let the light in. And he must be battling pretty hard this winter."
The old man takes a puff of his pipe.
"He's always worried, see. That the winter cold will claim her, and she won't be there when the weather warms. Or the winter will change her, and snuff out some of her light. He wants to make sure that behind the storm, she's still the same lady he fell in love with. And she's still there waiting for him when spring comes."
"But doesn't he control the winter? And the storms?" another child pipes up. "Can't he just make the cold weather stop so he can go hang out with his wife?"
"Ah, well, you see, he has only so much power, as a relatively low-ranking member of the Winter Spirit Council. Wait 'til I tell you kids about the Council Head, the Snow Queen--"
"BOOOO!" a particularly loud little girl shouts, giving the old man a thumbs down. "Who cares? Finish telling us about Jack Frost and the light lady!"
"All right, all right!" He lifts gnarled hands up in defeat. "So you see, a spirit of light and a spirit most active during the coldest, darkest part of the year...that was a love story what was never going to go over well with the higher-ups of the spirit world. Something that could surely only lead to chaos and destruction. So the other spirits fought and fought to keep Jack Frost and the Lady of Light apart. Every winter, they hide her away partly in hopes that Jack will forget her. But Jack always remembers, and he always fights for her. Even as winter grows fiercer and fiercer, and every year, it seems more and more the world as we know it will descend into an age of ice and darkness. Even when it seems the Lady of Light is lost forever, and warm days will never be again."
"But he always finds her, right?" the loud little girl asks.
"Always." The old man offers another toothless grin. "He sees her in lightning flashes or moonbeams or rare moments of sunshine, and he follows her like a guiding star so they can be together again when the winter ends. And no matter how bad winter gets, he'll always find her. Now until the end of time. Remember that."
"And how do you know?" a boy at the back demands. "Canya tell the future or somethin'?"
"Well." He chuckles. "Spring always comes, doesn't it?"
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EYO THERE MIGHT JUST BE SOME JACKUNZEL LEFT IN ME YET SUCKERS
...I guess this is what happens when you want to make something for the Stormy Night prompt based on What If The Storm Ends by Snow Patrol, and then...completely forget you were gonna do that and start gathering Cool Aesthetic Blizzard Picturesโข๏ธXD So...you do the only rational thing and COMBINE THEM, of course!!!
"Thundersnow" is a real thing, btw!!! I actually witnessed a thunder snowstorm one time when I was growing up and it's a very weird thing to experience. I also remember I was having a sleepover with my friend that night, and the next morning she woke me up by shoving snow down my shirt and saying she was "attacking me with cursed thundersnow" XD Tbh she saw a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for some very unique tomfoolery and she took it, and I have to respect that. How ironic that her name was Summer ajuasdhksyfgkdusfg
Wrote the ficlet kind of on a whim, but I really like how it turned out!! I kind of love the idea of ordinary, everyday people passing down folklore-type stories about Jack and Rapunzel. Partly because they actually are folklore characters, so it's very appropriate XD But idk, it also just makes them feel...timeless??? Like you can never get too old for or tired of this love story because it's eternal and enduring. Like idk what to tell you, sun-moon/light-dark/hot-cold ships are just baked into the human psyche!!!
Was actually kind of hard to find the exact blizzard pics I wanted for the moodboard, since I was going for kind of a balance between the white, the silver, and the splashes of color. I hope I did okay!!! Kind of wanted emphasis on pink, purple, and gold, since y'know. Rapunzel theme colors XD I think I'm happy with the end product!
As always, moodboard pic credits available upon request!
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