#my descendants ocs

[hannahhook7744]

I believe;

Summary; Hannah Hook meets North/Santa Claus.

Trigger warnings; the isle sucking, Auardon sucking, children fearing being sent to jail (that's basically what the isle is), injury, swearing, threats, crimimal acts, attempted sororicide, sneaking out, lack of parental supervision, inappropriate clothing for cold weather, very minor self harm in the form of nails pressing into palms, and lack of belief in beings like Santa. This is super angsty.

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13 year old, Hannah Hook didn't believe in Santa Claus. Why would she? She hadn't even known who he was until December hit in Auardon.

Not to mention that he had never visited her or any of the other isle kids during Christmas before.

So the conclusion that he wasn't real came fairly easily to her, even if all the Auardon kids seemed baffled by her firm belief in that matter.

He had to not be real. Otherwise why wouldn't he have visited Dizzy or Hadie or the wee Smees or her kids (her younger crew mates) who were never anything but good and left them gifts like Ben insisted he did.

So no, she didn't believe in Santa Claus.

Until she did.

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Hannah tossed and turned in her bed, mind racing. Ears throbbing and feeling as if she was being boiled alive from the inside as she held a pillow over her head firmly, clenching her teeth, trying to block out Luke's snoring and ignore Skia's staring.

The three of them and the core four where the ones in the whole school minus a couple of teachers. So Hannah had reluctantly unshruken Luke and allowed him to stay at his full height and Skia in her human form the entire break even though it caused her anxiety and paranoia to spike.

Even though her fingers had been twitching to shrink him back down and to snap at Skia to turn back into her raven/crow self.

She just bite her tongue. Knowing that doing that would be unfair to both of them since none of them had any idea when they'd be able to safely do either again. For all they knew, they might never be able to do so freely.

The idea made her angry.

It wasn't fair that she had to hide her bestfriends.

It wasn't fair that she didn't know where her older sister was or that she had a scar on her arm from her.

It wasn't fair that her other older sister had sliced her leg and caused her to fall into the polluted water of the isle or that she still had the limp from when the crocodiles decided to use her leg as a chew toy.

It wasn't fair that she couldn't safely spend Christmas with Ally within exposing her as a vk or go to Neverland to celebrate without causing trouble for Peter.

And it certainly wasn't fair that the rest of her family and crew were still trapped on the isle.

Or that they'd been forcibly born into a prison while the Auardon kids got to eat fresh food, sleep in clean beds and wear clean clothes, and get toys from a mystical old man that the isle kids never even heard of.

None of it was fair and she hated Auardon for it with every fiber of her being.

She hated them for all the abuse and sorrow and pain her friends and her had been through.

She hated them for damning her biological parents to death and for causing her disabilities by default.

She hated them for knowing putting a magical being like her adoptive mother on a place that would kill her and any kids she had.

And she hated that if anyone where to catch Skia and Luke here, that all three of them would get a one way ticket back to the isle simply because they didn't want to be separated.

Her bed creaked as the brunette sat up and she tossed her pillow to the side, quietly getting out of the bed. Doing her best not to wake Luke despite how much his snoring annoyed her. Knowing that having to live in a dollhouse and sleep in a fake wooden bed with fake cloth covers and pillows and no mattress for months on end couldn't be comfortable. He deserved to be able to rest in a real bed for once.

"Where are you going?" Skia asked curiously from where she sat ontop the wardrobe, unblinking. Not breaking her stare for even a second--her blue hair illuminating the room.

"For a walk" Hannah replied half-truthly. Not wanting to admit that Skia's nightly staring and Luke's nonstop, heavy snores atop of the pressure of keeping them safe and hidden along with the thoughts of everyone back home were driving her nuts.

"Alright then. Be back before breakfast or I'll burn this place to the ground"

The brunette really hopped she was joking, though she knew that that was highly unlikely knowing her. Her fingers twitched as she pressed them into her plams-- desperately trying to calm herself. She took a deep breath, then slowly let it out.

She'd have to pay attention to the time during her walk then instead of just letting herself get lost in her head again like she usually did. Hannah was wondering if she'd ever be able to breath freely again without worrying about whether her friend would commit arson without her.

"Alrighty first matey of mine."

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Hannah shivered as she made her way through the snowy woods barefoot, hugging her self. She had been mistaken when she thought that her Rudolph pajama pants and reindeer lead pirate ship sweater were warm enough on their own for the weather and now her teeth just wouldn't stop chattering.

"Damn cold weather. Damn lost boys' kids running my jacket. Damn everything" the brunette scowled, shaking. "Damn Auardon rules making my fucking eye twich every five minutes. Damn Auardon snotty princess breaking my googles and leaving me mostly blind. Damn Maleficent forcing me to come to stupid Auardon on threat of my friends' lives--"

Jingle Jingle Jingle...

The pirate captain whirled around in the direction of the sound and narrowed her eyes. Gripping the fork in her pocket tightly, ready to fight off an attacker if need be. She let down her guard slightly when she spotted a tiny figure in the distance, and followed. Worried that it must be a lost pet or child that needed help getting back home.

The figure bolted and Hannah followed slowly, worrying her lip. Wondering if this was a trap.

SNAP.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Hannah sped off towards the terror filled scream, fearful for the child, pet, or creature's safety-- and secretly her own.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

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When Hannah finally arrived at the source of the sound, her jaw dropped. Almost not able to believe the strange sight was in front of her.

Because there in front of her was undoubtedly a small, triangular shaped creature with pinkish skin, sharp teeth, and pointy ears that was about as tall as her boot. It was dressed in an odd, hat like outfit that had a bell at the top. Just like the elfs that Ben and the others had described.

And it was trapped in what looked like a rabbit trap, unable to free itself.

Without hesitation, Hannah raced over and dropped to her knees beside the trap.

Startling the poor elf, who started to flail unhappily. Hissing at her like a cat.

Hannah blinked, baffled. Wondering if this was really what made the mysterious Santa Claus' toys.

She quickly shook the thought off, telling herself that she could come back to that later as she raised her hands up. Hopefully showing the critter that she wasn't a threat.

"Hey little fella. It's okay. I'm here to help. I promise I'm not gonna hurt you--" she slowly lowered one hand, not taking her eyes off of the trap as she searched through her pocket . "I'm gonna get you out of there. You just gotta stay calm. "

The elf hissed again.

Hannah knew that it must have been terrified. She was alot bigger than it after all.

"Are you hungry?" She asked softly, brows furrowed.

The elf perked up before giving her a face splitting grin. Nodding eagerly.

Hannah, not sure whether or not meat would hurt the elf, gave him Graham crackers instead. He quickly snagged them from her, practically inhaling them.

Hannah quickly grabbed her pair of mini bolt cutters (that she may or may not have burrowed from the school) from her pocket. Slowly but surely breaking through the darrated trap.

"Wal-la! There you go little guy! You're free now!"

The elf scurried into her lap, alot more friendly now that he (at least she thought it was a he) knew that she had treats.

"Okay then. Let's go find your ...boss?" Hannah said unsurely, not sure whether or not that was the correct term anymore.

The elf just babbled at her.

Hannah was seriously starting to doubt that he and his friends were the ones making the toys.

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Hannah carried the elf through the force, her shivering getting worse the longer she stayed out in the cold.

Teeth chattering.

Her feet, face, ears, and fingers were starting to feel numb, and her lip was getting worse.

She was starting to see why her dad wanted her to where gloves and boots everywhere.

"Are you sure this is the direction he was heading?" It was so cold out that she could see her breath-- which she found odd. Probably because it rarely got this cold on the isle and never snowed.

The elf just nodded eagerly.

Hannah was slowly growing frustrated, wondering if the elf even knew what it was talking--gesturing-- about. But she did her best not to let that show, not wanting to scare the little guy since she got the impression that he was alot like a small child. Unable to talk or completely understand/help her in the way she wanted.

So, instead of yelling or swearing like she felt like doing, she settled for sighing and continuing forth "if you're sure."

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"DINGLE! DINGLE! Where'd you go?!" a booming, Russian accented voice called out from a little ahead. Nearly causing Hannah to jump out of her skin and exciting the elf.

The 13 year old looked down at the elf, confused "is that your boss?"

The elf nodded, confusing her more.

The stories didn't mention Santa being Russian.

But then again, they never really said where he had come from before he moved to the North pole.

And people weren't really supposed to be awake to talk to the guy. So maybe no one knew he was.

Hannah shrugged and decided to just go with it, taking a deep breath before loudly calling out to the far off man who she couldn't see.

"SANTA!"

She heard leaves scrunching and what sounded like someone slipping as the loud, booming voice from before exclaimed "SWEET MAN IN MOON!"

Which was quickly followed by a loud thud and groaning.

Hannah winced "oooh... welp. If I wasn't on the naughty list before, than I definitely am now."

[mellosdrawings]

I'm glad us French people are finally getting accurate representation in foreign medias!

[pythosblathers]

Nine again. She’s been on the mind for uhhh reasons

Godfrey got kicked out on a quest to kill a clone of his toxic mother in law and definitely not develop fatherly feelings about this living weapon who is also a clone of his mother in law

[secondary-colorentimy]

let the record show that i made her before we even saw Red, my girlie predates Red LET THE RECORD SHOW THAT!!!!!!!

[miss-conner3]

En Español: Aquí

"Descending Ascension"

Context: When the last piece falls into place, the lamb makes the greatest sacrifice he has ever made.

Or also when my lamb decides to renounce his divinity in order to bring his older brother back <(ouo)>

The lyrics were taken from the song "Get Your Hands Dirty" by Malia Baker.

I liked the rhythm (>u<)

I hope you like it!

Extra: Textless version because... yes XD

[thetwilightroadtonightfall]

family visit 🏝️

(ghosts can be haunted too)

[Scala script translation in alt text]

[captainzigo]

prickly pear, my sona, flirting with double strike and orchid bloom at the same time. it’s hard to show prickly pear being a casanova when i have strange aversion to making oc x canon ships, and i keep making ocs that wouldn’t be interested. i guess i don’t have to depict her being a successful flirt

[princess-ibri]

Some more Wish 2 Concepts!

Really love the idea of Asha’s magic being able to manifest with more control once she starts channeling her art skills into it. Like she struggles before, but once she starts drawing (pun intended) on her natural she starts bringing all sorts of amazing things to life to help aid her. A living representative of the magic of animators.

For Star I would bring back the shapeshifter idea for him while they’re in the Land of Dreams, he can take the form of different dreams he interacts with, as Wishes and Dreams are so connected.

And of course I had to do a little doodle of the moment Magnifico and Maroula first both realize the other is here in the Dreamlands, and that they’re on opposite sides of the conflict.

Magnifico in his quest for vengeance has unknowingly aligned himself with his estranged daughter’s greatest enemy, and Maroula’s first site of her father after almost 100 years is seeing him ruthlessly attack her new friends—and aiding the dream eating Lamia.

It’s not a happy reunion by any means

[c-rose2081]

Hi! Do do you have any Descendants kid(s) that you wanted to draw but couldn’t?

Actually no! I’ve drawn all my kiddos at least once except for my very most recent, who I have plans to get a reference made for eventually. Unfortunately my OCs never got much interest in the fandom so I generally kept them to myself. But if you’d allow, here they are :3

Arasane — Princess of the Moors (gotta get her some new art soon)

Summer and Hazel — Son and Daughter of the Centaurs (I finished Summer’s redesign recently and need to get Hazel redrawn soon too!)

Islay — Daughter of Ariel and Eric

Leora — Daughter of Fairygodmother Whitney (Brandy’s Cinderella version — reference coming soon!)

Cassia Dawn (Chloe x Red ship kiddo):

[heartsfortwotpot]

sixel dimensional algebra-angel

[clownsheepartsies]

Leshy is so thoughtful☺☺

Bonus:

[hannahhook7744]

Meet Remington Phoenix de Vil;

Fc: Isabella Gomez.

Fic Title: The Marvelous Misadventures of Hannah Hook.

Nickname(s): Remi, Rem, Remi the rat, R.P, guitar boy, Can boy, Bottle Boy, Shell boy, Shelby, Hemy Remy, Remy Semi, Remy the Semi, Remster, Rem Rem, Saint Remigius, Frater, Fratrem,  Newt Halivard, Remi Star, Remi Hemingway, De Vil Boy,the Oarsman, the rower, Phoenix Ve Dil, the youngest de vil, and Hannah's 4th mate.

Sexuality: Asexual Aromantic.

Pronouns: He/him.

Birthday: December 10th.

Height: 5"2.

Hair Color: Half Black and Half white.

Eye Color: Hazel.

Place of Birth: Isle of the Lost.

Hobbies: Baking, cooking, reading, drawing, dancing, listening to music, dagger tossing, playing gutiar, sailing, swimming, and food art.

Likes: Music, food, daggers, comfy hoodies, dying his hair, books, learning to make different types of food, collecting gutair pics, exploring, hanging out with his friends, axolotls, cats, dogs, learning different dances, learning different ways to play the gutair, learning how to make different kinds of music, customizing his glasses, scouts, sleeping, his friends doing stupid things when he's in charge, etc.

Dislikes: Being disrespected, bigots, people wasting food, disloyalty, his cousins and brothers' inventions exploding in the house, being woken up to said inventions exploding, long hair, being woken up to his mother screaming, furs, people tampering with his food, his grandmother visiting, and the song 'Cruella De Vil'.

Favorite musicians: Cavetown, The Dalmatians, Ateez, The Wizards, Winehouse, Lucy, NOAHFINNCE, and the Hex girls.

Physical Quirks/Scars: His crew tattoo and freckles.

Family: Hades (Ancestor), Melione (Ancestor), Queen Charlotte (Ancestor), Princess Ivy (Ancestor), Judge Dimsdale de Vil (Ancestor), Dintia de Vil (great grandmother), Oscar de Vil (great grandfather), Malachai de Vil (great uncle) , Mallory de Vil (grandmother), Dupree de Vil (grandfather), P.H de Vil (first cousin once removed), Cecil de Vil (Uncle), Divus de Vil (Uncle), Cyrus de Vil (Uncle), Cotton de Vil (Uncle), Charles de Vil (cousin), Hunter de Vil (first cousin once removed), Ivana de Vil (cousin), Diego de Vil (cousin), Cruella de Vil (mom), and Carlos de Vil (brother).

Honorary Family: His crew and Hadie.

Friends: His crew.

Pets: His axolotals, a black cat, and a white cat.

Love Interest: None at the moment.

Optimistic or Pessimistic: Niether. He's realistic.

Introvert or Extrovert: Introvert.

Occupation: High school student and 4th mate and chef of Hannah Hook's crew.

Extracurriculars: Boy Scouts, School Band, Art club, Member of the Misty-eyed Knights, Dance Club, and Cooking Club.

Favorite Animal: Axolotls.

Favorite Color: Yellow.

Favorite Book: 'The Little Book of Axolotl Wisdom: Live Your Life Like The World's Weirdest, Cutest Salamander' by Jessica Allen.

Favorite Food: Chocolate chip cookies.

Favorite Drink: Sweet Tea.

Favorite Movie/TV Show: Scooby Doo and Pirates of The Caribbean the documentary (which is what it is in the descendants verse).

Background: Remington Phoenix de Vil was born on the isle to Cruella de Vil nearly 2 years after his older brother, Carlos.

He met Peachy Gothel when he was 3 and joined Hannah Hook's crew alongside her when they were 6th. Making them the 3rd and 4th people to join her crew.

He became her 4th mate and has been a loyal crew mate ever since.

~~~~Playlist~~~~

"Worms" by NOAHFINNCE.

"Weird Kid" by Rosendale.

"Devil town" by Cavetown.

"This is home" by Cavetown.

"I'm just a kid" by Simple Plan.

"This song saved my life" by Simple Plan.

"Treehouse" by Alex G.

Inspired by @thecaptainsgingersnap and @theinnerworkingsofoc .

Suggest names for the pets in the comments down below.

[anonymousewrites]

Apple of My Eye

Harry Hook x Non-binary! Child of Snow White! Reader

Follows the Events of Descendants 1, Descendants 2, and Descendants 3

Prologue: Once Upon a Time

Chapter One: Be Our Guest

Chapter Two: Friend Like Me

Chapter Three: Something There

Chapter Four: Out There

Chapter Five: I see the Light

To be continued...

Taglist:

@neenieweenie

@hampterfae

@american-idiot-jpg

@lunalixya

@roo024

@unholycheesesnack

@paastaboi

@lbee13

@rory-cakes

@theeghosted

@newttheglue250

[hlrart]

Meet my Descendants OC, Kash Thatch, crowned Prince of Atlantis.

Atlantis never joined the other kingdoms to form Auradon.

Kash has the combined curiosity and adventurous spirit as both his parents. And he is a very good mechanic, physician, geologist and has the ability to make an explosive with almost anything, that's all thanks to his aunt and uncles.

[secondary-colorentimy]

actually f yall, queen of hearts BLAST ✋❤️❤️👑👑🌹🌹‼️‼️ (wip)

[msmoon-and-the-cyberdemon]

The Sex Update shall soon be upon us and Lamb is getting ready

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