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Evie x Jay moodboard

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Feeling the power, let it all out Like what you see in the mirror, shout We got the keys, the kingdom's ours‎‎‎‎‎

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Jayvie + 2 🥰

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➼ Jayvie + 2. running fingers through hair

Jay has nightmares about his hair. He doesn't like to talk about it. How he feels like he can't breathe sometimes, because his hair is strangling him every time he closes his eyes at night and it doesn't matter if it's loose or braided or if it starts out in a bun that comes undone in the night, it still winds its way around him like a snake.

Sometimes it's different. Sometimes his hair falls out, whether quick or slow, and for different reasons. It's not a relief because he still feels like he's choking when he wakes up in tears with his hands around his head, clutching fistfuls of hair to just be sure it's still there and trying to fight down the urge to climb out of bed, turn the light on, check the mirror. He doesn't want to wake everyone up, but it's hard to lay there and think that the sun will rise and they'll see it before he does that he's starting to bald, that he's starting to look... like his father.

Jay doesn't like to talk about it, but Evie sees it for what it is when he keeps taking off his beanie, running a hand through his hair in front of every mirror they pass, forcing a grin so he just looks vain. Oh, it's not unconvincing. Mal and Carlos roll their eyes at him and probably a bit at Evie, who "enables" him sometimes. She purrs in his ear that he's just so pretty, that she's jealous of his hair, that probably everyone is.

When he starts to laugh and smile and turn the compliments around, she knows he'll be okay, as long as he's distracted. She does her best to keep him that way, far outside of his head. She combs her fingers through his hair at night until his breathing evens out; or on the days when it seems like he can't stand the length, she makes an intricate braid like a crown around his head, and then she kisses up his neck and down onto his shoulders and whispers in his ear pretty things for him to dream of. She only hopes that he will. And maybe more than that, if he doesn't, that he'll tell her one day. Trust enough to say it.

Prompts: "Touching: Feeling another human's touch."

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Fashionable ~ Evie Grimhilde

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The Jayvie Discord Server is ready to welcome new members!

As some of you may already know, along with the JayvieSource blog a few years ago, we launched a Discord group chat to share about our two favorite characters: Evie and Jay as well as their relationship. Even though they’re only a few of us, the GroupChat is still alive and you’re welcome to join today!

‘How can I join’, you ask?

Well it’s really simple,

Download the Discord app on your phone or alternatively, go there on your computer, laptop, tablet, etc.

Join the group chat by clicking add server and typing this code : Fy52HyT

and tada!

A few guidelines are to be followed though to make sure everyone has a good time there:

Always be nice to others in the group chat. We don’t have to all agree with each other but please let’s stay civil.

Respect each member of the group chat

Be passionate about our favorite characters - and preferably their romantic potential.

Have fun!

Don’t hesitate to join us and share everything you love about our favorite ship!

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EVIE X JAY FOR ANONYMOUS

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EVIE X JAY FOR ANONYMOUS

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UNDERRATED EVIE GRIMHILDE LOOK.

( only for macy )

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Jay and Evie in Evie's Wicked Runway, Book 1

Please don't repost my scans.

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FINISHED <3

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Coming Soon Descendants Week!

We're excited to host a week long event, hoping to bring out more content for Disney's Descendants.

First, we'll begin with a little interest check! You don't have to answer all the questions but it'll be helpful to make this event as fun and smooth as possible.

Reblog and spread the word!

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hi! Do you have any headcanons you’d like to share of the rotten four with the other princes and princesses, like the heroes from grin and bear it, getting to know each other?

I have a ton!

I don't want to go too in depth on the things that are a part of Instructions Not Included, but here's a few :)

Aurora and Phillip encourage Mal's art by letting her paint murals in select rooms of their castle

When Mal shows an interest in colleges, Aurora escorts her to some of the top art schools in Auradon. Mal knows nothing about filling out applications or scheduling tours, so Aurora takes it upon herself to help Mal like she does Audrey

Phillip offers to teach her fencing and Mal originally objects because she doesn't want to imagine him stabbing her mother, but she watches him practice a few times and tries it. She doesn't end up liking it, but she sticks with it long enough to know the basics

Snow White does Evie's hair at night because it was something her mother did for her before passing away. The Evil Queen was never gentle with Evie, yanking her hair and causing tears, so Snow is very gentle and teaches Evie to be gentle with her hair

When they know each other well enough, Evie likes to make them matching accessories, especially scarves, but also jackets and headbands. She even makes Snow matching pajamas for when Evie stays the night

Evie and Snow White bond over cooking. Evie was trained to be the best by her mother and Snow fed seven men, so they're both experts at it and trade secrets. They would sometimes go out to eat, but every dish they got, they knew they could make it better

Anita and Roger invite Carlos to come to dog parks with them. He's still shy of big dogs, so they make sure to keep an eye out for any

While they don't understand it at all, they encourage the engineer/scientist in Carlos with books and kits

Whenever one of their phones isn't working, Anita and Roger bring it to Carlos who fixes it usually within a day

Jay is very adamant that he should be allowed to ride on a tiger and an elephant in Agrabah and Jasmine tries desperately to explain that they're wild animals

But when she turns her back, Aladdin is encouraging it and eager to join

Aladdin and Jasmine send Jay books on speaking Arabic so he can practice. He's really self conscious of it, so he tries to never speak it to them

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hello hello! new fic just dropped :)

this is inspired by @hersilentlanguage's awesome and amazing tattoo/flower shop au. i guess this could be considered a prequel, since marlos doesn't actually make an appearance. that being said, i had an absolute blast writing this (and i might write a follow up 👀). thank you so so much sparrow for giving me the go ahead to write this!!

Six Feet Under

It was a beautiful service.

Evie even arranged each bouquet herself, ensuring that both the reception hall and the chapel were overflowing with flowers, flooded by life.

After all, death is a kind of rebirth; and her mother always spoke of making oneself anew and more beautiful than before. That was her duty to the world, to make it more beautiful. Evie was sure to include that in her tearful eulogy.

Always the devoted daughter.

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Fashionable ~ Evie Grimhilde

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➼ J A Y ∙ O F ∙ A G R A B A H

Poetry: Mahmoud Darwish, tr. Images: Unsplash, Schön! Mag

My edit. Please do not repost.

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Rowing the Rarepair Rowboat: Evie Grimhilde x Jay (Descendants)

Requested by anonymous

The plan was perfect. Perfectly cruel? Maybe. But that was the whole point. Evie had worked out every single detail right down to practically scripting what she was going to say in every single conversation.

Until Jay went off-script. It was all downhill from the moment that he kissed her. He wasn't supposed to really like her, he was just supposed to pay more attention to her than he did Mal, scoring Evie an A in Evil Schemes Class, and getting revenge on Mal for her attempt to kill her at Carlos' party.

Now she's stuck. Every time she sees him, her mouth dries up and she goes all twitchy and fluttery like a trapped bird! Never mind trying to remember the perfectly constructed lines that she and her mother spent hours coming up with. It's almost romantic, really.

Or it would be, if he were a prince.

She scolds herself for letting her mind wander into such a stupid thought. The little voice in the back of her head that's always sounded so much like her mother reminds her of the real goal. Get off the Isle and find a prince, marry rich. Preferably much older, too. That way he won't be around too long and she -- they -- inherit his wealth and kingdom.

Jay ticks none of those boxes. She tilts her head, chin on her propped palm, watching him across the room from her table in the cafeteria. He's busy mucking around with Diego and Hadie, bullying Anthony Tremaine for something or other. It's less bullying and more of a disadvantaged scuffle considering he seems to be giving as good as he's getting, even without his usual posse to back him up.

Jay is certainly not a prince.

Well. In a way, she supposes he is. His father was, after all, a sultan, even if only briefly. Which kind of would have made Jay a prince, even if it was before he was born.

She can picture his red and russet rags and scraps as elegant royal attire like the kind she's seen around the Isle on the screens displaying snippets of Auradon. That Aladdin and Jasmine are such a dreamy couple, with their gorgeous outfits.

Jay raises his eyebrows and smirks, openly smug and amused about something Diego just said, and leans an arm against the wall with such elegance and grace that she understands exactly what makes him a good thief. She also understands why most of his tops have no sleeves; discreet muscles push and strain against the leather of his vest jacket, a silent form of intimidation. He would definitely make a good-looking sultan, at least.

But there's no denying he's good-looking, that was never in question. Every girl in the school gives him a second look and sometimes a third if they don't think they'll be caught by the deathly glare of his watchful pet dragon, aka Mal.

Even if she could somehow convince her mother that he had some royal claim through his father's brief and not totally legal stint as Sultan, he was still a completely unsuitable candidate.

Just as everyone else on the Isle, he is far from rich. Currency is few and far between for even the most terrifying villains, who prefer to steal and threaten and hurt anyway, so see no need for wealth.

Although, she supposes if anyone on the Isle would have a stash of money big enough to provide for things classed as luxuries to them, it would be Jay. What with his dad's shop and known penchant for being stingy, there's no way he doesn't secretly hoard coins and other forms of currency away from the rest of them. And even some of the items for sale in his shop could be used for trading, even on Auradon. What's to say that the rich royalty wouldn't pay good money for ancient possessions of some of the deadliest villains alive? Jay could easily get his hands on just about anything. He proved that when he stole her necklace on their second meeting.

She watches him now, seeing what no one else seems to. The way he tilts his head up and keeps all of Anthony's attention on his face -- and Diego and Hadie's constantly moving hands -- while his own hand sneaks down and delicately swipes a few rusted pins from the loop of his jeans. His fingers curl around each one with such care and gentleness that Evie actually feels herself begin to blush. He manages to snag his earring too, disguising it with a threatening pat on Anthony's cheek.

Okay. So, two out of three. But then, she supposes it doesn't matter too much that they're the same age. Perhaps that's better, actually, since a lot of the wealth and riches require Jay to be healthy and alive in order to steal them. And while he has no kingdom, he could steal one. Or at least, a sizable enough place for both them and her mother to live in. Maybe Jay's dad, too, though she's not so sure she'd feel all that comfortable.

She breathes in sharply and straightens like a lash to her spine. What is she thinking?! Living with Jay? Planning some future with him? None of that is ever going to happen. He's just a means to an end; a way to pass her class and her key to revenge on Mal.

To break a person, break their heart. And Jay is the closest thing Mal has to a heart, as Evie has witnessed.

She swallows hard and lowers her head, letting her hair fall in front of it, something she would never usually do as it hides her beauty. A nasty feeling eats away at her stomach, putting her off her food. A feeling that Jay has slithered his way into her heart as well.

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Jayvie + 2 🥰

@fuck-you-i-am-spiderman Thank you, my dear Spidey! ♥️

➼ Jayvie + 2. running fingers through hair

Jay has nightmares about his hair. He doesn't like to talk about it. How he feels like he can't breathe sometimes, because his hair is strangling him every time he closes his eyes at night and it doesn't matter if it's loose or braided or if it starts out in a bun that comes undone in the night, it still winds its way around him like a snake.

Sometimes it's different. Sometimes his hair falls out, whether quick or slow, and for different reasons. It's not a relief because he still feels like he's choking when he wakes up in tears with his hands around his head, clutching fistfuls of hair to just be sure it's still there and trying to fight down the urge to climb out of bed, turn the light on, check the mirror. He doesn't want to wake everyone up, but it's hard to lay there and think that the sun will rise and they'll see it before he does that he's starting to bald, that he's starting to look... like his father.

Jay doesn't like to talk about it, but Evie sees it for what it is when he keeps taking off his beanie, running a hand through his hair in front of every mirror they pass, forcing a grin so he just looks vain. Oh, it's not unconvincing. Mal and Carlos roll their eyes at him and probably a bit at Evie, who "enables" him sometimes. She purrs in his ear that he's just so pretty, that she's jealous of his hair, that probably everyone is.

When he starts to laugh and smile and turn the compliments around, she knows he'll be okay, as long as he's distracted. She does her best to keep him that way, far outside of his head. She combs her fingers through his hair at night until his breathing evens out; or on the days when it seems like he can't stand the length, she makes an intricate braid like a crown around his head, and then she kisses up his neck and down onto his shoulders and whispers in his ear pretty things for him to dream of. She only hopes that he will. And maybe more than that, if he doesn't, that he'll tell her one day. Trust enough to say it.

Prompts: "Touching: Feeling another human's touch."