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i cant fall back into my descendants hyperfixation i was insufferable.. how am i supposed to be notmal about ANY of those "friendships"???? THOSE ARE LITERALLY GAY PPL STOP BEING HOMOPHOBIC DISNEY
hear me out....Evie, who just-defies all her moms beauty ‘advice’
long perfect hair? nah buzz cut that grows out into a fluffy mess of curls that Evie LOVES and keeps it that way. light/attractive make up? hell nah punk/hardcore/goth make up, her lips, her eyes, are just fucking black, its ugly as shit too… but somehow makes her look even COOLER!? Evie dyes her hair bright fucking red to contrast her blue color pallet and EQ just has the biggest bitch fit. dresses and skirts? hell yeah but they are NOT up to EQ’s code. her facial scars are a total accident BUT DAMN DO THEY ADD TO THE LOOK (wink wink lip scar) girl is also just-the fuckin’ smartest kid right next to Carlos and Uma, you need poison? shes got it, you need sleep smoke? she’s the one to go to. she can make anything with her scrounged up/diy chemicals. think honey lemon but punk/goth alt.
EVIE AS A WITCH (DECENDANTS)
EVIE X JAY FOR ANONYMOUS
Beautiful - Jay a’far
Jay x Fem!reader
Warnings: none
Word count: 1,060
Requested: Imagine you are Cinderella’s daughter and Jay starts flirting with you and you starts blushing - anon
Authors Note: This turned out longer than I expected. 10 pages on paper
Masterlist
Descendants Masterlist
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“Jay” Carlos nudged his long haired friend with his elbow
“Hmmm” Jay hummed in acknowledgment but not even glancing to see what his friend wanted from him.
“Look over to your right” Carlos told him, still elbowing him.
“Why?” Jay asked in an annoyed tone due to Carlos’ bugging
“Your crush is there.” Mal smirked not looking up as well
“I don’t have a crush” Jay grumbled
Mal scoffed looking up as Jay did. “Then what do you call you infatuation with Cinderella’s daughter?”
“I tease her. Flirt with her its nothing.” Jay stated with a shrug of his shoulders
“You enjoy it” Evie pointed out
“And not for menacing reasons” Mal added
Jay sighed “Can we drop this?”
“NO” Mal, Evie, and Carlos all said at the same time loudly.
“Fine, um. Yes, ok. I like her or at least I think I do. We never got these kinds of feelings back on the Isle. But I do, I really do believe that I love her.” Jay explained how he felt, or at least how he thinks he feels.
Evie smiled “You should tell her.”
“And nows your chance.” Carlos butted in
“What?” Jay quickly turned to look around, taking a quick glance to where his friends said she was.
“She’s right over there.” Evie pointed subtly towards where the daughter of Cinderella and Prince Charming’s (Now King) daughter stood talking with her best friend The daughter of Ariel and Prince (Again Now King) Eric and her brother Chad. Well till her brother Chad stormed off with what looked like a pissed-off expression.
“Go get the girl.” Mal nodded towards the girl but kept eye contact with Jay.
Jay shook his head slightly panicked ”What? No. I’m not ready to do that.”
“Yes, you are.” Carlos encouraged
“Because we say you are” Mal added
“So you’re gonna go and tell her how you feel.” Evie smiled excitedly for her friend, Jay of all people to have someone to love as they all have.
“An see if she feels the same way.” Carlos rubbed Jay’s shoulder in support before continuing. “An if she doesn’t then at least you tired.”
“At least you’ll know to.” Mal spoke softly, not wanting to ruin any hope he might have.
“But I’m pretty sure she ikes you back.” Evie excitedly
“Really?” Jay asked with slight excitement in his eyes
“YES!” the 3 of them screamed but not loudly enough to get the two princesses’ attention.
“Now go!” Mal shooed him
“Ok, ok. Fine.” Jay relented and got up and walked over towards his crush.
“Hey, Y/n.” Jay greeted once he was close enough for her to hear without having to yell.
“Hello, Jay.” Y/n smiled at him. Upon seeing Jay’s arrival Y/n’s best friend gave a knowing smile before leaving the princess and the young ex-thief alone.
“Nervous actually.” Jay admitted
Y/n raised an eyebrow “You nervous?” What ever for?”
“Haha princess” he teased
“What’s wrong Jay? Seriously.” Y/n asked with a less playful attitude
Jay took a deep breath “I have something to ask you.”
“Oh really”
The thought of telling Y/n about his feelings is very nerve-racking. Maybe he could stall, flirting could work. “You look mighty beautiful today”
“Thank you” Y/n blushed but also felt a little confused. She thought he would’ve meant he was gonna tell her something that was worthy of his so-called nerves.
Jay smirked feeling more comfortable. Then he decided to lean in next to her ear. “Your dress is stunning- but I do think it would look better on my bedro-”
Y/n leaned back enough to look at his face, lightly slapping his chest. “You finish that and I swear Jay-”
“You’ll do what princess? I’d love to hear how you would make me stop talking.” Jay wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.
“Jay!” she squealed
“Am I making you blush princess?” Jay teased
“Yes” she nodded immediately
Jay nodded confidently “Good. That was the plan.”
“Well, if we’re done here I guess I’ll be going now.” Y/n said starting to turn away to leave.
“No” Jay rushed out, stopping her from leaving. “That’s not why I came over here.”
“Oh?” she questioned, Y/n was hoping there would be more.
“I come over here to get your opinion on something.” he stated vaguely
Y/n turned to fully face the son of Jafar singling for him to continue. “Ok. Go ahead and ask what you wanna ask Jay.”
“How.. How do you feel about me?” Jay asked with a wobbly voice.
“Like- friend wise or…” Y/n questioned, shifting on her feet.
“Or more?” he added but it still came out as a question.
“Oh…”
“If you don’t it’s fine.”
“No! Jay, it wasn’t that kind of ‘oh’” Y/n cut in quickly
“Oh?” that answer perked Jay up
“We should probably get off the ‘ohs’” the princess joked
“Yeah” he laughed
“So you’re asking me if I like like you correct?” Y/n asked for final clarity. An teasing him for his earlier flirting.
“Y-yeah” Jay stuttered
“Well, Jay of the Isle.” Y/n smiled playfully, lightening the anxious atmosphere. “Yes. I do like like you.”
Jay’s eyes widened and his jaw dropped. He couldn’t believe that she just said she liked him back to his face. “Really?”
Y/n blushed even harder than she already was, with a big smile on her face. A hint of embarrassment as well at what she was about to admit. “Jay I’ve had a crush on you for a while now.”
“Seriously?” Jay asked, again. Still in shock from her confession.
“Am I gonna have to spell it out for you?” she laughed but it was full of obvious nerves
Jay recovered from his initial shock before continuing. “NO, your not. But can I show you my response?”
“Sure.” Y/n agreed no problem. That’s when Jay started leaning in. “Wait, Jay what are you-” she started to quickly as Jay wrapped his right arm around her waist. Tugging her closer. Lifting his left arm up to cup her cheek, pulling her in and kissing her.
“That show you how I feel?” Jay asked once he broke the kiss. Resting his forehead against hers.
“Defifently.” Y/n nodded in agreement
“Good.” Jay smiled leaning back in to continue the kiss.
𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤!𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐬 𝐃𝐞 𝐕𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬
𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴, 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦.
𝐓𝐖!!! 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞, 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬, 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧…
Carlos was never really able to abandon Cruella. He carries her colours in his clothes, her marks. He doesn't understand why. Carlos doesn’t understand why every time Evie sews him a new jacket, he feels compelled to paint those damned Dalmatian spots against the white leather.
Nor does he understand why he must obsessively keep the same colour palette when dressing. He just knows he has to. It's familiar. Feels like home.
Carlos is still wary of dogs; Dude is the only exception.
One time, in winter, while strolling around Auradon, he saw a girl walking a beautiful golden retriever. He doesn’t know where the thought came from, but he did think, “That fur would make a very nice and warm shawl.” He immediately lowered his head and walked back to his dorm quietly.
The thoughts are always there, though. Sometimes he feels like he is in his fur closet, trapped, and hurting from a beating his mother gave him.
Sometimes he feels like he is in the streets again, jumping on rooftops and stepping on clean laundry with his muddy boots.
Sometimes he craves it. He doesn't want to go back, obviously, but he misses the routine, the familiarity of it all. He will deny it until he dies, but he misses home just like Mal does.
He still has the Isle in his mind, constantly. He thinks about the fun he used to have there. Carlos remembers stealing candies, apples, scarves... He remembers the thrill he felt. Life is not like this anymore. Life is different in Auradon.
At moments, he is disgusted. The colourful clothes, the bright blue sky... He goes out, anyway, and puts on the best smile he has.
On one particular family day, Carlos could barely believe his eyes. Across the field, the stupid Dalmatians were licking some food off a plate that was offered to them by none other than Anita Radcliffe, the mutt keeper. Carlos sank his nails into his sweaty palms. The voices were stronger than ever: "Skin it!" "Make a coat!" "Spots! Spots! Oh, such beautiful spots!"
Carlos couldn't trust himself to come near the dogs that evening.
When his eyes crossed with Anita and Roger, they were afraid. Of what? Him? He chuckled to himself; it did feel kinda nice... but Carlos does not allow himself to savour fear anymore, not like he used to.
Chad Charming made a fuss with Ben when they were training one day. One of their teammates fell and got badly hurt. Chad swears that he saw Carlos laughing under his helmet. Ben shrugged it off, saying, "Carlos is a good kid; he would never." Charming was not convinced.
What can he say? He's just an Isle kid, anyway. And he chose good! It's not like Carlos has ONE evil bone in his body... right?
𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘋𝘦 𝘝𝘪𝘭, 𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘋𝘦 𝘝𝘪𝘭, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘪𝘵 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘭…
kaz-uma -bad bitch who gives zero fucks
inej-jay -literally says nothing the whole first movie and just barges into people
wylan-carlos -scared of everything
jes-mal -giving choatic energy
nina-evie? -idk im running out of ideas
matthias-oh god ummm ben? -pretends to be a criminal lmfaoo
HELNIK=JALLADIN VIBES THAT SCENE WAS ANABOMINATION TO GOD
Yesterday I read the book "Isle of the Lost" for the first time, and I had some questions.
The friendship of the VK in the first film and the book doesn't seem the same. The moment with the journey to Maleficent's castle is, of course, interesting, but I'm not ready to believe that they became friends so quickly. When I watched the first film, it seemed to me that they had been good friends for at least a few years.
They so easily forgot about their pets left on the Isle.
So do the villains live in different houses or in the same one?
What kind of dreams did Ben and Mal have? Some kind of "True Lovers" connection? Do all "True Lovers" have dreams like this? OH NO I THOUGHT ABOUT JANE AND CARLOS' TOO CUTE SCENE I FEEL SAD.
Now, a little bit off the book. Are "True Lovers" like soulmates in this universe?
Why didn't any of the characters listen to Ben? Are they so unimpressed with him as part of the royal family?
I feel so bad for VK's childhood... They should go to a psychologist there, or something. Why aren't there psychologists in this universe?..
I really want more brotherly/sisterly moments between Carlos & Evie and Jay & Mal. But what were those jokes about the Jay and Evie pairing?
For some reason, it seems to me that the characters here aren't sixteen, but two years younger.
•°○Legit cried for hours last night after binge watching the entirety of descendants movies including the new one and realizing how fun it was and how the new movie didn't hit as hard as the ogs and had a big nostalgia moment and ....and I think I miss my wife (og descendants) :')))
(Btw this is no hate towards the new cast, it's just about the writers and the old Disney)
(Credit to the rightful owners of the pictures, they are not mine♡)
I haven't added any of the parents and I left out Celia & Dizzy because I didn't want too many options and they aren't really main characters
Feel free to tell me who you voted for or who I should've added!
Twst X Descendants
*clears throat*
LOOK AT MY WIFE Y'ALL!!!
Evie is the best character in Descendants and I will fight anybody who says otherwise!
And best chara design goes to Uma coz seriously, look at her. She's the best. She should have a crown.
(Bonus)
My top 10 favorite female characters
1. Izzy Lightwood
2. Hermione Granger
3. Natasha Romanoff
4. Caroline Forbes
5. Alex Russo
6. Wanda Maximoff
7. Cordelia Goode
8. Anne Shirley
9. Brooke Davis
10. Evie
HONESTLY, REAL.
On here is the only place I’ll admit it, cause I’ve said weirder on here, but the Descendants movies soundtracks are honestly a vibe to listen to sometimes.
It is a bit of a cringy movie series sometimes.. but some of the music IS pretty good imo
A slightly old and random sketch of Evie that I made while testing the shade of my blue pencil.
My favorite ship from Descendants
The quality isn't the best
evie: jay would throw himself in front of a moving car for you!
carlos: jay would throw himself in front of a moving car for fun.
evie: why are you naked, carlos?
carlos: i'm- i'm out of clothes?
evie: [opens his closet]
evie: what do you mean? you have pants, shirts, hi jay, jackets...
Heart Of A Villain: Chapter 1
Ben Ben was anxious about the bombshell he was about to drop on his parents. And really, it wasn’t just his parents, it was all of Auradon. He was restraining himself from fidgeting when his parents entered the room.
“Look at our grown up son. He’s going to be a king at 16! The only good decision I made before entering my forties was marrying your mother.” Adam addressed the last part to the boy himself.
“I hope to make you proud, and maybe my first proclamation will start the process.”
“And what exactly is your first proclamation?” His mother, Belle, sent a questioning look in his direction.
“I have decided to bring over four children from the Isle,” he said, holding up his hand to prevent interruption, “The children of Jafar, Evil Queen, Cruella De Vil and, and..Maleficent.” A simultaneous gasp fell from the lips of his parents.
“MALEFICENT? Son, she’s the worst villain in the land. I can not and I will not stand by while her child causes havoc all over our kingdom. We promised our citizens a peaceful life, a life in which they can rebuild what they have lost at the hands of the villains. Letting even their children into our kingdom will destroy everything we’ve worked for.”
“Isn’t the Isle also a part of our kingdom? The villains might have harmed us, but their children haven’t. They deserve to have a chance at living a normal life, a comfortable one, the life we have been living for so long.” The young Prince argued back, and realised, that no matter what his parents, or even the rest of Auradon said, he wouldn’t back down.
“Do you realise the extent of the impact the project would have on our kingdom? You aren’t old enough to understand the politics of running a kingdom. A king can’t do whatever he wants to, just because he wants to. A king has to do whatever the people will be pleased by, he has to cater to their needs, not his own.”
“What our kingdom, Dad, needs is to realise that they can’t just make people outcasts because of their heritage. Those kids didn’t get to choose their parents, and it isn’t their fault that they ended up with villains as family members. Why should they be made pariahs because of something they couldn’t control? It isn’t just, and aren’t we, as heroes, supposed to be the deliverers of justice? If we aren’t doing our job, we shouldn’t even be considered as heroes.”
“If you want to do this and still have their faith remain in you, you can’t leave any room for mistakes, Ben. Some of our people have really suffered at the hands of these kids’ parents, and even though they’ve started to heal, they won’t just forget and agree to start afresh with the children.”, Belle finally spoke up, pausing for a moment before continuing. “Remember, that you need to assure the safety of not just the citizens, but the children as well. Remember, that you can’t show mercy to anyone breaking the law, no matter their excuse. Remember, that you will be the King of Auradon, and that your actions and words should be befitting to one that is just and caring to all of his subjects.”
“I will, Mom. I promise that I will remember.”
Heart Of A Villain: Chapter 2
Mal
A certain purplette walked in front of her friends, and just the sight of them made people scatter in terror. Of course, that was part of the advantages that came with being the children of the four worst villains in history. Mal grabbed a lollipop from the baby of a passing mother, moments before the screams of terrified people filled the air. Only one person could make villains more terrified than the purplette and her friends. Her mother, Maleficent. As terrified as they might be around the quartet, or Jafar, Evil Queen and Cruella, it was nothing compared to their terror at seeing Maleficent.
“Hi, Mom.” The young girl turned around stepping in front of her friends, ready to protect them from anything her mother might do.
“I’m so disappointed in you, Mal. Stealing candy from a baby is just being spiteful, not evil. You should know by now that there’s a difference between the two.”
“I know, Mother, and I will try to do better.”
“When I was your age, young lady, I was cursing entire kingdoms. A very fond memory of mine. And it’s about time you make your own memories too.”
“My own memories? Mother, what exactly are you trying to insinuate?” Confusion filled her voice, a confusion she knew was mirrored on the faces of her friends.
“Nothing, dearie. But there’s news. All four of you have been chosen to go to a different school...in Auradon.”
“The joke isn't funny, Mother.”
“Dearie, it isn’t a joke, it’s news.”
“No, no way are any of us going to Auradon. It’s filled to the brim with brainless prissy pink princesses and princes with hero complexes.” Mal protested angrily.
“But Mal, the princes are so handsome.”, her bluenette friend interrupted. The bluenette happened to be Genevieve Evelyn Grimhilde, daughter of the Evil Queen. An expert poisoner and seducer, but the girl had her lame moments.
“They aren’t, and the Auradonians are goody two shoes. I’m definitely not going.” Jay added. He was the chocolate haired and chocolate-eyed boy, the heir of Jafar.
“And they have dogs.” Her friend who had black roots in contrast to his white hair finished, wrinkling his nose in distaste to hide his fear. Carlos was the son of Cruella De Vil, intimidating despite his size.
“Dearies, look at the bigger picture. World domination. Revenge. Suffering.”
“We’re still not going, Mother.”
“Come along, children, back to Bargain Castle. The plan will be explained to you there.” Maleficent snapped her fingers before walking off. The quartet barely glanced at each other before leaving, each worried about what their parents had in mind.
“You will go, you will find Fairy Godmother’s wand and bring it back to us.” Mal’s mother dictated.
“Why should we? There’s nothing in it for us.” The sixteen year old commented, her face schooled to indifference. But inside, her heart beat faster due to the mingling fear and excitement she felt. She didn’t want to go to Auradon, but the opportunities it would present were not ones that she wanted to pass up.
“Don’t you want to rule the world? Don’t you want to have your revenge on the people who took everything from us, the people who imprisoned us? Don’t you want to watch innocent people suffer?”
“We do, but we aren’t going to-”
“Going to Auradon will give you all of it. If you really want it, you will go and bring me the wand. And once I have it, I’ll be able to bend both good and evil to my will with the combined power of my sceptre and the wand.”
“Don’t you mean our will?” Evil Queen interrupted. The woman, she was still a beauty, not a soft one, but one of fallen regality. Age had barely left its mark on any of them, they were immortal in a cruel but regal way. Mal remembered something that her father had told her when she was younger. He had said, “People die with their stories. They will be immortal as long as their story lives on in others.” Maybe it was true.
“Yes, yes, our will.” Her mother’s voice brought her back to reality.
After an exchange of silent glances between the quartet, Mal voiced their joint decision. “Fine, we’ll go.”
With a cynical smile, Maleficent handed her a book. But it wasn’t just any book, it was the faerie’s legendary spellbook. And Mal wasn’t the only one receiving a family heirloom. Evil Queen had handed Evie the only remaining part of her magic mirror, inducing a gasp from the bluenette. The heirloom Jafar presented to Jay was his onyx ring, which would transform into his infamous snake staff when willed to. And as for Carlos, the boy surprisingly received a set of keys. The keys of Cruella’s car, she realised. Her brain had already gone into overdrive, factoring their heirlooms into her scheme.
“Evie, my little evilette, find yourself a prince with a big castle and a mother-in-law wing.”
“I will, Mom.” Her daughter smiled.
“And who’s the fairest of them all?”
“Me. Kidding, it’s you.” The mother-daughter duo laughed in synchrony.
“What’s our mantra?”, Jafar asked his son.
“There’s no team in ‘I’”. Jay recited before grabbing his bag and leaving.
Mal grabbed her already packed bag from her room upstairs. She would miss this place, even though she hated it. Standing on her balcony overlooking her city, she felt a hand on her shoulder. Maleficent breathed down her neck, sending chills down the purplette’s spine.
“The future of the free world rests on your shoulders. Don’t blow it.”