#[ 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚜 / jadid al fasil ]

[ofblackskies]

📏 {Evie is 5’4”.}

I decided to do the lot of them! Mal is 5'2, Jay is 5'9, Ben is 5'11, and Dizzy is 5'5 (not in canon but when she stops growing).

[ofblackskies]

"I'm not soft!" Jay retorted, unhappy with the accusation. A soft glare left his eyes, but there wasn't much anger behind it, really. "I'm just comfortable. What's so wrong with that?" At any rate, he dragged her closer. "But hell, lets go find somewhere out of prying eyes and I'll show you just how... not soft I can be. And how comfortable you can be." He smirked.

@ofblackskies

"You say I'm being unfair like it's an insult, Jadid," Evie playfully mocked, voice still pitched low in order to ensure her words were for his ears only. "Has Auradon made you soft already? There was a time you would have thought that worthy of a compliment," the blunette purred. "One that would have seen your rewarded. But you seem to have forgotten how Isle games work. Pity. You were always my favorite to play them with."

[ofblackskies]

Smash or Pass? {Evie for Jay}

𝚂𝙴𝙽𝙳 𝚂𝙼𝙰𝚂𝙷 𝙾𝚁 𝙿𝙰𝚂𝚂 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝙼𝚈 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙴'𝚂 𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙽𝚂𝙴

When the game was proposed, Jay blinked for a second. This game was so isle-coded and he was surprised that any of the Auradorks had any interest in playing it. But when Evie asked him? Well, then he laughed. "Oh smash. Definitely. Have you seen you? Do we need to get you a new mirror?"

[ofblackskies]

“Aww, E.” Jay smirked over at his blue haired friend with his normal, cocky attitude. With or without that mischievous smile on her face, he knew that tone. “I’ve always earned it.” He told her confidently, lips twitching a bit. “You’re just angling for me to earn it again. And that’s not very fair of you.” His lips twitched once more. Honestly, Jay wasn’t sure if he was teasing her or egging her on at this point. Whatever the case, he was enjoying it.

@ofblackskies

“I know,” Evie agreed with a little pout. “I just don’t enjoy that aspect of it being aimed at me.” Jay had plenty to be cocky about, both inside and out of the privacy of their little bubble. And for the most part, the bluenette enjoyed watching him flaunt that. It was entertaining to watch other people flounder and falter when faced with their confidence.

“I just prefer it when you’ve earned the right to be smug,” she added with a mischievous little smile, voice rich with an undertone of something he knew all too well. “Which you haven’t done since we’ve arrived, so perhaps I was being a bit premature with my talk of rewards.”

[ofblackskies]

“My ego has a way of doing that.” Jay agreed with a cheeky sort of smirk. “But you already knew that, so I don’t know what you’re complaining about, E.” Winking at her playfully, Jay shrugged his shoulders. “I do like a reward, though. Can I change your mind on not giving me one?”

@ofblackskies

Fluttering her lashes at Jay, the Evil Queen’s daughter flashed him a *very* red smile. “Flatterer,” Evie purred in response to his words. Whether he meant them as a compliment or an insult, the bluenette was clearly pleased with her new label.

“You know, I had half a mind to reward you for being so sweet. But then you opened your mouth again and your ego came out.”

[ofblackskies]

He let out a laugh at her words, though it was clear that part of him was far from amused. In fact, that part of him showed in a heated gaze and an unimpressed smirk. Because he would absolutely have reacted had they not been in Auradon. "Wicked witch." He mumbled, lips twitching.

"I'm always right, E."

@ofblackskies

Genevieve de Grimhilde was not the sort of girl who allowed herself to be flustered by male attention. Her mother had raised her from an early age to be flirty, coy, and charming; the type of girl princes wanted to wed. Yet here she was, pink-cheeked and at a loss for her usual composure like some sort of blushing maiden.

It was completely unacceptable. What on Earth was Auradon doing to her? Whatever it was, it had to stop. Letting a glimmer of her Isle self bleed through for a moment, she brought her lips to Jay’s cheek and pretended to kiss it.

“Your name isn’t as important as mine, Jadid. Mine is the one you’ll need to save for later when I’m making you moan,” the bluenette whispered against his skin wickedly before pulling back with a sweet smile.

“You’re right, of course. It is weird how different things are here. But some things, the ones that matter….well, they’ll always be the same, won’t they?”

[ofblackskies]

He may have enjoyed it when she was able to take him up on it, but Jay found that he liked this coy, embarrassed playfulness that she was upholding for the Auradonian’s sake just as endearing. As she ducked her head, he laughed a bit, eyes twinkling with mischief.

"That’s my name, don’t wear it out babe." He teased, tone impish as he nudged her softly. "Seriously though… it’s pretty weird to know that we could do like… anything here, huh?"

@ofblackskies

For the first time since they'd arrived in Auradon, the bluenette found herself wishing they were back home. Life was...different on the Isle of the Lost. Nothing was a given, not even living to see the next day, and so its denizens had taken to living each day to the fullest.

Back home on the Isle, no one would have batted an eye if they were to act what Fairy Godmother would consider "inappropriately." Back home, Evie could have slipped into his lap, kissed away that smirk, and taken him up on that delightful offer without anyone judging her. But they were in Auradon, and so she feigned a laugh and ducked her head coyly as though hiding her embarrassment. "Jay!"

[ofblackskies]

A smirk wove it’s way onto Jay’s lips and he peeked over at her. He knew he shouldn’t say anything out loud that could possibly make either of them any sort of target, but it was too hard to hold back. “Oh, don’t worry babe, I know exactly how to earn my keep.” His voice was kept low as he said it, winking over at her quickly. “‘Los can have it if he wants it. I’m sure I could earn other titles.”

@ofblackskies

“Well, you’ll need to do something to earn your keep besides looking pretty when my fashion empire takes over the world,” Evie teased with an almost flirtatious lilt to her voice. “Although you’ve always been very good at it. Because evil knows you can’t sew to save your life. Or anyone else’s, for that matter…I’ve seen your stitches. They’re atrocious.”

“But I suppose stargazer could also work, if you’re willing to fight Carlos for it.”

[ofblackskies]

"Ooo, Advisor and cloud watcher? Two titles, look at you making me all fancy. Can I be the official star gazer, too? Might as well get it all rounded out nice." His lips twitched. Honestly, though, all Jay really liked so far about Auradon was that he could see the sky for what it was. Everything else... well, none of it was that great yet. Except Tourney, but he could have gotten the same thrill out of beating up Uma's crew... sort of.

@ofblackskies

Chuckling softly in response to the sound of Jay’s own amusement, Evie ducked her head to hide her indulgent little smile and nodded in agreement instead. “You make an excellent point, Jay. Perhaps I should name you as an advisor to my little empire, so that you might give me further advice in addition to your official cloud watching duties.”

[ofblackskies]

Jay let out a laugh that Carlos might have jumped at - it was practically a bark - and he cheekily tugged at a little bit of her blue hair. "Hey, whatever you wanna call it it's basically the same thing, right? Either way, you're gonna be doin' your thing, and I'm gonna be right here, watching the clouds." He winked, teasing her a bit. "It's weird how white they are here..."

@ofblackskies

"I don't know, Jay. I think I'd like it better if we took out the of Fashion part," the bluenette said coyly, mischief glittering in her dark eyes. She had no intentions of trying to forge an empire for herself on the ruins of Auradon, but scandalizing anyone stupid enough to try and eavesdrop on them was always fun. Auradorks were comically gullible, as a rule. "Evie's Empire has a better flow to it. Short, sweet, and to the point. Everyone will know I'm in charge, because my name is right there in the title. And because I'll be Empress, I can make you my official cloud watcher. How's that sound?"

[ofblackskies]

Jay would have slid an arm under her to use as a pillow if not for the same reasons. He loved his friends. Seriously. But letting all the Auradonians in on that particular secret was just bound to be a bad idea. He was used to people using things against them all back on the isle, twisting things and bending them until they could try and use it to make them miserable.

It was a good thing they were good at dealing with being miserable - and good at pretending they weren't.

"Mhm. Evie's Empire of Fashion. Has a nice ring to it, yeah?" Jadid smirked crookedly over at her for a moment before he was looking at the clouds again. "I dunno. Maybe just some more of this."

@ofblackskies

Sinking down gracefully on his jacket, Evie flashed him a sweet little smile in thanks. Were they less exposed, she'd have rolled over and curled into his side. Tucked her head into his shoulder and draped herself across him, saying a thousand words without ever uttering one. But Auradon was just as savage as the Isle, in its own way. They were surrounded by foes, constantly being judged, without any of their reputations or their parents' to protect them. Which made such an obvious display of weakness completely out of the question. They couldn't hurt you if they didn't know where to aim.

"An empire of fashion, hm? I like the sounds of that," the bluenette said as she finally laid back on his coat to watch the clouds with him. "And what will you be doing whilst I'm busy ruling all day, Mr. Star Tourney Player?"

[ofblackskies]

Jay snorted and moved to lay down on the grass nearby, though he laid out his jacket for her to sit on first. While he wasn’t normally pegged as a chivalrous sort, Evie did have him well trained. “Maybe you just need to dress the whole kingdom. Make your own empire of fashion.” As the last three words came out, Jay moved a hand through the air in front of him as if seeing a title on a screen, and then shot her a smirk.

@ofblackskies

"I've seen better dressed orphans on the Isle," Evie agreed with a little shudder. "Say what you will of our parents' villainy, but at least they have style. This place could use a little bit of that flare. Or...a lot of it, if we're being honest," the brunette said, crinkling her nose in disgust as a blonde girl in a pale yellow dress that washed her out walked by.

[ofblackskies]

Jay snorted. Of course Evie would say something about their outfits. Honestly, Jay wasn't exactly into any of the outfits that anyone in Auradon liked to wear - but he wasn't one to bring it up. However, he'd happily continue the subject. "Look what she dresses her kid in. It's tragic."

❝ What’d you expect fairies to do? ❞ (Jay @ Evie)

@ofblackskies

“Dress better, obviously. Have you seen the things Fairy Godmother wears? It looks like she got dressed in the dark, half the time. And don’t even get me started on the bows…”