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margindoodles2407 · 9 months ago

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AAAAHHH I'M GLAD YOU LIKE IT

Yeah, the Legends Skywalker/Organa-Solo ending is… not great. To say the least. But I haven't actually spent that much time thinking about the Sequels yet, and how I'm going to fix them for the AU, so I'll get back to you on that eventually. I agree though, Ben having siblings would absolutely change a lot.

ATLANTIS KAMINO i could talk about it for hours :DDDDD And the Jedi Library makes me so happy. I wish I could draw settings so I could make like twenty paintings of it :D

Coruscant on a volcano is a very cool concept to me, because I think it's a perfect metaphor for how messed-up the planet actually is. Like you have this veneer of fashionable, elite high-society, which is the outer level of the island, but then you go into the caldera and suddenly the criminal underbelly is uncomfortably in-your-face. I just think that's neat :D Also the fact that it's dormant(?) and no one knows if or when it's going to explode… just like the collapse of the Republic >:)

I am evil >:)

Yeah Threepio is. not having a good time. But he is still very silly, and it helps when Artoo is there to help balance him out :) And SPEAKING OF ARTOO. I was struggling for SO LONG to come up with how to make the Astromechs work, and I wasn't sure if the gnomes thing was going to work, so it means SO MUCH that you actually like it! Yeah, I think they can sing- I mean, you have to have something to do to fend off the gloom when you live in near-total darkness :)

Grievous. TERRIFYING GRIEVOUS WILL ABSOLUTELY BE A THING. However he will still have to have a little bit of humor mixed in there because that's just a part of who he is now, so I think a lot of the humor will end up coming from the fact that he's been dead for so long and was kind of pent up being broody in a cave for like centuries before Dooku found him.

OOH SPIDER DROIDEKAS. I LIKE. We'll see what I can do with this >:)

Yeah, Mon Calamari are kind of like centaurs but with a lobster carapace instead of horse legs. I've been wanting to draw Admiral Ackbar for a while, so I might do that today to give an actual visual. AND Pixie Geonosians mean so much to me. Make those funky little bugs.

Mara Jade and Luke my beloved rarepair in this post-Legends world <333 And also pre-fall Dooku and Jocasta gives me life. Although I am not exactly excited to delve into how learning he's a Sith now would absolutely destroy her :(

Evie you're so kind and I am SO happy you like my silly little AU :D It makes me so happy and gives me so much more motivation to work on it and keep developing lore and all that jazz :))))

And Also. On the Topic of Ships. Let us Bulletpoint (TM):

Obviously we have Luke and Mara. My dears. Mara you have been sold short shrift through Disney de-canonizing you. BRING HER BACK YOU COWARDS

And also obviously we have pre-fall Dooku and Jocasta because why not. I love them.

Then there's Obitine because. Oh my gosh I could talk about them for hours and how their story is a perfect example of what true love looks like- being willing to sacrifice your own personal desires in order to help the other person be the best version of themself they can be. Loving the other so much you have the courage to say "Yes, I want to be with you forever, but who am I to come between you and your vocation". Anyway I love them and every time anyone mentions them it's like a punch to the solar plexus

Anidala I have a complicated relationship with, because like on the one hand it kind of. Destroyed the galaxy. But on the other hand I think they really did love each other, and really did want what was best for each other. So I ship it but with a little bit of bittersweetness, if that makes sense.

Han and Leia. My beloveds. Oh man these two. they are so in love and one of the most unforgivable things the Sequels did was put them through space divorce because they would NOT FREAKING SPACE DIVORCE. THEY LOVE EACH OTHER TOO MUCH >:(

Blyla lives rent free in my mind. Like one day I had an epiphany of "oh I would die for them actually" and ever since they have been added to the Space Ships (TM) (haha see what i did there)

Same with Fox and Riyo Chuchi. This man has no joy in his life and she fights so hard for Clone Rights. I think he deserves to be happy for once in his life. (however then there was the absolute brutality of his death in the darth vader comics that actually made me cry. it was the angriest i have ever been at anakin)

KANERA OH MY GOSH I HAD TO COME BACK AND EDIT THIS BECAUSE I FORGOT ABOUT KANERA

Anyway! Now I am curious to hear about YOUR star wars ships

heyyy margin I was wondering

for the sw high fantasy au, how are you planning to make the story go down? Will it be pretty similar to the movies, or will you be making any changes? Also, are you gonna be doing anything with all the crazy creatures found on every planet connect? Like, some of them are dragons and so on? Or there being different families all the creatures fit into? and finally, are you gonna include any ships that aren’t canon?

Ok that’s it XD

HI EVIE THANKS FOR CHECKING IN ON ME!!!

Okay SO. Let me answer these one at a time :D

(this is over a thousand words so it's going to be below the cut)

In terms of story, everything from the Prequels through the Original Trilogy is going to be pretty much the same. What I can tell you is that although I haven’t actually put that much thought into the Sequels yet, they are going to be markedly different from the current Disney canon in that they will combine elements from both the Disney canon and Legends, including Mara Jade and the other Organa-Solo kids (Jacen, Jaina, and Anakin as well as Ben) because they live rent-free in my mind.

However, a few things in the Prequels especially are going to be markedly different because the way they are executed in canon doesn’t fit into a High Fantasy world, and I’ll put these as bulletpoints:

Kamino is going to be introduced very differently. While Dooku destroying all evidence of its existence works in canon, because it’s in the outer rim and canon Star Wars is a digital, data-based world, in a fantasy setting it would be extremely difficult to cover up all the evidence of an entire island- especially in regards to its references (or lack thereof) in the Jedi Archives, because these would obviously now be a paper-and-pen, books and scrolls and tapestries library, instead of a digital archive where data can just be erased. (Though, the mental image of Dooku checking out all the books on Kamino and then burning them is very funny to me. Especially if Jocasta Nu walked in on him. “Master Dooku… what are you doing?” “Oh, nothing, dear Jocasta.” *book makes a FWOOSH sound as it goes up in flames*) Instead, in the AU Kamino is an Atlantis-esque legend to the people of the Galactic Archipelago: in the days of the Old Republic, it was sunk in divine retribution for the unnatural genetic alchemy practiced by the Kaminoans. After leaving the Jedi, Dooku discovers that Kamino is, in fact, real, and that the Kaminoans preserved their ancient fortress undersea by way of a magic barrier. When Obi-Wan learns about the Kaminoan dart from Dex, his problem in looking for Kamino is now that no one takes him seriously because at every turn, it’s dismissed as just a children’s tale.

This isn’t necessarily a story thing, but the map is slightly different; the most obvious example of this is the changing of Mustafar’s location, because it and Coruscant are part of the same chain of volcanic islands- Coruscant just happens to be dormant. In fact, Coruscant’s underworld is built into the caldera of the volcano, because it hasn’t erupted since the early days of the Old Republic and is widely thought to be extinct.

C-3PO has his own new lore now. He’s the ghost of a knight- Sir Anthony Threepio, so I can keep it phonetically similar (C-3PO = Sir Threepio) and also give a little reference to Anthony Daniels- who died in a surprise pirate ambush on Tatooine centuries ago, and the stress he retains from the events surrounding his death has made him neurotically obsessed with being prepared for absolutely every possible situation. In life, he was also incredibly intelligent, and spoke almost every language in the Galactic Archipelago. When Anakin is a little boy, he meets and befriends Threepio’s ghost, and, being the kind soul he is, offers to build him a suit of armor so Threepio can be in the world again. In gratitude, Threepio swears a knightly oath to serve Anakin’s family for as long as he is able.

R2-D2 (and, actually, all astromechs) ALSO has his own lore. Astromech Gnomes are a race that lives far below the surface of the Galactic Archipelago, and have for so long that sunlight is actually toxic to them. They are gifted with a masterful knowledge of machinery- an art lost to the rest of the Archipelago- and can build and/or fix almost anything, including ships. In addition, because they live in near-total darkness, they have an excellent internal compass, so they often work as navigators. However, because they can only ply their trades on the surface, and sunlight will kill them, they use their mechanical genius to build themselves small dome-like suits from which they can safely practice their craft without endangering themselves. In addition, they can understand but cannot speak basic, due to the fact that they have avian-like mouth structures and can only speak in whistles and chirps.

On a similar note, let’s talk about Battle Droids. I’ll try to breeze through this pretty quickly. Regular Battle Droids are necromanced skeletons (General Grievous is an ancient, undead Lich Warlord and necromances all of them), Super Battle Droids are centaur-esque automatons (in the classic sense, like in Greek and Roman mythology), and Droidekas I… haven’t actually figured out yet (if you have any ideas let me know!).

Creatures! Well, obviously I just talked about Astromechs and Battle Droids. But yes, I have thought about this! I have a few ideas which I actually came up with while I was designing Padme’s area outfit from Attack of the Clones, and then obviously I’ve been thinking about the alien races that are too bizarre to just put into my system of “There Are Many And Diverse Human Cultures In The Galactic Archipelago”. And anyway, this is a fantasy world, we need fantasy creatures. I’ll put these in bulletpoints, too. In regards to all of these, I’m trying to keep their in-canon appearances as much as possible while just amping up the fantasy vibe, so- for example- Admiral Ackbar will still look like Admiral Ackbar, but with lobster legs. And such.

Nexu are manticore-esque

Acklays are something like a Cockatrice

The Rhino Thing whose name I can never remember? The thing Anakin fights? That’s a Tarasque now.

The Aquatic races are all types of merfolk: Nautolans are your classic mermaids, and still have their head tentacles (for reference, I’ll upload a picture of Heroforge!Kit Fisto at the end of this list); Mon Calamari are crustacean-legged; Quarren are squid-people; and the other fish-people (like the one who steals Ahsoka’s lightsabers in that one episode) are. Well. They’re fish mermaids.

Heroforge!Kit Fisto:

Thisspiasians are like Nagas, but with four arms.

Besalisks are centaurs. But with four arms. (There’s a lot of four-armed creatures in star wars.)

Yoda is a delightful little imp-creature.

Kaminoans are. Well. Kaminoans. I think they’re weird enough to just leave alone.

Geonosians are malicious insect-like pixies (in the classic sense)

Darth Maul specifically is a Drider- a spider-legs person. The Clone Wars writers were cowards (affectionate), but I am not, so he keeps the spider legs.

If you have any more ideas for creatures to fantasy-ify, I’d LOVE to hear them!

Ships. Both in the boat sense and the romance sense. But I suspect you’re talking about the romance sense here :) So here’s the thing, most of my Star Wars ships are. Already canon. (A few I think might just be widely-accepted fanon, but that could just be because I’m not quite done with TCW and I haven’t started TBB yet, so that remains to be seen). HOWEVER. There is, in fact, Mara Jade, and as she is no longer Disney canon, I think it’s safe to say that she and Luke are no longer canon, so yes, there will be at least ONE non-canonical ship in this AU- that being the aforementioned Luke and Mara Jade. There might be others, which I will get back to you on upon completion of TCW and TBB. (Oh, and there’s also pre-Sith Dooku and Jocasta Nu, because old people in love is near and dear to my heart, and I don’t know if this counts as non-canon or not, but that will be at least briefly touched upon.)

I hope you found this enjoyable and enlightening. And also, you know me, if you have any follow-ups, I will be DELIGHTED to scream about those with you :D

#i wouldn't say i'm a huge shipper but the aforementioned ships mean so much to me that it more than makes up for it #also! yes let me rant about lore #star wars #hfsw

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ozyras · 2 years ago

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roland as adrion .. i think i might cry. it'd be a really interesting swap considering adrion's forgiving/subservient nature contrasting with roland's harsher, more bitter one. we've seen roland hold grudges before and that was only regarding terrence leaving them to fight on their own against a fakejoker, so itd be definitely different seeing his reaction to sera's whole incident[s].

evil rei oh my god *keels over and dies*. the idea of ice claws is so cool- especially since he's based on some cooler tones [teal hair, bluey grey x-static costume] it works as a good contrast to volcan's fire.

vaughn and keon switching makes a lot of sense too [since theyre both super shady]. i do agree that while having to swap abilities might be unfortunate, it's pretty pertinent to the plot so it makes sense!

im thinking, is it keene and doc who switch? or maybe doc and kayden. since keene isnt super plot relevant? originally i thought leilah, but im pretty sure she swapped with william :]

also! for some reason, the idea of elaine digging up dirt and isen totally at remi's whim is the funniest thing to me because it's so odd yet so already in character for them. i picture elaine to dig up dirt cause she likes making fun of people secretely [with cecile]-- elaine and cecile are unironically such a great duo in this though -v-

heyaaa, so sorry for the late reply spex :( yea i think roland would be a little harsher towards sera and would have a harder time forgiving her compared to adrion but i think they’d at least be on good terms (especially after the u-mart incident) before sera returns to wellston. he’d show his resentment way more when they were in new bostin though, with evie being the one to go easier on sera because she didn’t want to lose her first friend.

EVIL REI YESSS i wanna draw more of him tbh :3 the ice claws are sooo cool thank u mer ( @stingro ) for the idea!

tbh i was thinking of doc and kayden but it can change anytime if a more suitable character appears. if they were to switch, i think kayden would be a newly graduated nurse and darren would be a chemist who’s been working with william in spectre for a long time. kayden has to get involved with spectre some way through william tho, so i think he’d be william’s student/mentee or something? i also thought about going with the original storyline and making them date but kayden and william’s age gap and jane’s role being so ambiguous make things complicated. i’d probably switch kayden and doc’s ages if i were to go with that but i think the first case with kayden being william’s student works kinda better?? i’m a little unsure about this part so i guess i’ll have a more clear idea about them as the story progresses. oh and keene’s swap is probably nadia :) (the lie detector lady)

heheh yes isen and elaine’s swap is so funny to me too. isen just does everything remi asks of him and tries to flirt with her whenever an opportunity arises but remi ignores his attempts completely. i always imagined that she’d ask for sera’s old records from isen because he’s very good at this stuff but wants elaine to question her (idk why i just want that interview scene between them!). but what you said makes so much sense too, considering elaine looks down upon people a lot so she’d probably secretly make fun of people. i think in both ways, that scene would be a good insight on elaine’s character, revealing her prejudiced side. and yea, i love the cecile-elaine duo a lot here, they’re a little less mischievous than blysen (mostly due to elaine’s calmer personality) but they still care about each other sm :>

#unordinary #webtoon #swap au #asks

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theamityelf · 2 years ago

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How Each Descendants Character Would Be As the Mastermind (Danganronpa AU)

Mal- If she were the mastermind, she would be less of a gremlin than I establish her to be in my previous Danganronpa AU post. She would have to be Descendants 1 Mal, coyly pulling everyone's strings but never seeming obviously antagonistic towards anyone. Like, she would use manipulation and passive aggression, but no clear bullying or accusations. Also, the whole thing was probably her mom's idea, and she's doing it to earn her mom's approval. That is to say, bringing down the other Ultimates was her mom's idea; the killing game itself was really hers, and she was happy to tell Maleficent of her plan until she realized she was actually going to have to do it. Her actions are being closely monitored by Maleficent at this point, so even when she feels quietly guilty about what she's doing to her classmates, she doesn't feel at liberty to do anything about it; she already made the mistake of giving her mother access to her class, and now she's just stuck in this plot. She does enjoy some of the deaths, violence, and conflict. If someone dies in a way she finds funny, she will fully have to leave the room so she can laugh without drawing attention.

When she gets found out as the mastermind in the final trial, she puts on an evil smile and gloats and mocks everyone, but she really is not happy to lose her friends. Maybe Jay remembers something she said early on that was actually a subtle warning or hint, but she still was helping Maleficent with the killing game at every step, and it's still her fault it happened. Maybe she gets a laugh-cry in, for old time's sake. Basically, she's tormenting herself almost as much as she's tormenting them, and Maleficent is behind a lot of it.

Evie- She would make a pretty sad mastermind, I think. She's not doing this because she likes it. She has some ideology that she's trying to promote or some end that she's working toward. She loves all of her classmates and hates to see them hurt and turning on each other. I feel like, in an actual Danganronpa game, this would be a case of "something something despair" being the full explanation. Just, she fell to despair at some point and felt called to share her despair with her friends and the world, out of some warped version of charity. She's very good at convincing others to join her cause; she definitely has a whole movement behind her.

When the class finds out that she's the mastermind, she lets them yell and protest. She just stands there with a sad look while they demand why she would do this. When they let her explain herself, she is quiet and miserable but unyielding. She fully believes that this had to happen; otherwise, she wouldn't have done it.

Don't get me wrong, I can imagine a version of mastermind Evie who is enjoying herself, but this is the version I most readily picture.

Carlos- He is a mastermind who is either having a ton of fun or feels nothing. He has the tech skills to pull off pretty much all of this himself. I think I best see him as a more stoic, Izuru-like co-mastermind with someone who's having more fun, so this could be a Mastermind Jaylos situation, or Carlos and Mal. Mastermind Carlos and Evie would be a situation where neither of them is having fun, but Evie believes in what they're doing and Carlos believes in Evie.

If it is a scenario where he enjoys being the mastermind, though, I see it having vibes of "genius who was never challenged enough finally doing something he finds engaging". Operating Monokuma, controlling all the contraptions in the school, running the broadcast, and all while being a participant in the game and interacting with everyone. His shyness isn't an act; he does get flustered being around them all, and he has to be careful not to accidentally say something he isn't supposed to know, and he is fully aware that they could kill him at any time. But he finds that kind of thrilling; with his intellect, he has never had to deal with the possibility of failure like this. When he's discovered as the mastermind, he rolls up in dalmation clothes and black and red sunglasses, laughing that they actually figured it out.

Jay- He would be a pretty laidback mastermind. He's the type of mastermind who would go, "Jeez, you guys are boring me. Can we skip this part already?" But he'd say it with a smile on his face. I feel like he is similar to Carlos, in that he thought up the killing game just to have some enrichment in his enclosure, so to speak. He's a smarter guy than he gets (or seeks) credit for, and he has a lot of unprocessed issues. With his looks and people skills, he can easily trick people into helping him set this up.

On the surface level, I think when he is revealed as the mastermind, he presents himself as enjoying the violence for its own sake (similar to Mal), but really, I think his reasons for doing it could be related to his plotline in Descendants 1: overcoming his "me vs. us" thing, practicing teamwork, and more broadly coming to terms with the idea that the world doesn't have to be an inherently combative place that is out to get him. If Jay in the Danganronpa universe has the backstory that I gave him in that other post, he could easily have come to the same survival mindset where selfishness is the only way to survive, and after spending some time at Hope's Peak and having this worldview challenged by these incredibly brilliant people who he's now built relationships with, he needs to see, once and for all, if cooperation can win out over conflict. If the world isn't dog-eat-dog, then they shouldn't kill each other, right?

He was curious what they'd do. They didn't fully disappoint him. The survivors who didn't kill anyone, plot against anyone, or get killed all interest him. But in the long run, they didn't prove that they wouldn't kill each other, and he didn't prove that they all would. It's a lukewarm result. What's he supposed to do with that? Well, all that's left is to give them the choice of whether or not to kill him. They've won the game, their friends are dead because of him. But they're free to go. All they would get out of killing Jay is vengeance. Will they do it? (If they vote to kill him, he won't actually let them; he'll just mysteriously disappear with his adversarial worldview reaffirmed. If they vote not to kill him, then he has some things to reevaluate. Maybe these people really are his friends! He doesn't even mind that they think he's kind of a monster.)

Uma- This could be a case of her mind just breaking from having gotten through so many horrible situations unscathed, causing her to almost compulsively start to engineer worse situations for herself out of survivor's guilt or some other self-destructive urge. Or it could be spite; maybe she's tired of the weird social darwinism with which the Danganronpa universe treats talent and wants to show the "normal" people of the world that Ultimates really aren't so special. So, Option A- she's gone through so much that she feels invincible, but in a bad way, and has become so inured to catastrophe that she has to find some limit to her talent, and she's using this elaborate killing game to do it; Option B- she hates how the Ultimates are placed on a pedestal over everyone else and feels like she's giving something to the broader world by exposing their flaws.

Harry could either be in on the plot from the beginning (like Mukuro), be told about it during the killing game and join her, or find out when everyone else does but joins her anyway because she's the one he's closest to. Or he died during the game, worsening Uma's survivor's guilt or making her cling more tightly to her conviction that she's making a noble sacrifice. (If he or Gil dies in the killing game, she is absolutely wrecked emotionally.)

Harry- Okay, there's a yandere option and an angsty option. Yandere option: He's the mastermind because he knows that Uma is the Ultimate Survivor and he wants to see her triumph over all the other Ultimates. Maybe he didn't think they respected Uma's talent enough when they were in class together, so he thought of a "fun" way for Uma's talent to shine over theirs. (As the Ultimate Assassin, he can get very creative, as far as ways to kill people. They didn't just give him that title because of his weapon proficiency; he has great planning skills.) He has full faith that she will survive the killings, and his ultimate plan is for some fire or explosion to destroy the building after the final trial, which he is also certain that Uma will survive. ("What about the rest of us?!" one of the other students demands. "Best of luck!" Harry answers, with a grin.)

Uma would be shocked when all of this gets found out in the final trial, and after he gives a very yandere speech to her, she pretends to go along with him but then puts an end to his plan and keeps him pretty much on a leash. He's cool with it; he's proven his point, and really he didn't expect her to be willing to kill them all.

That's one all option. The other option is that actually he's only the "mastermind" in the scheme of their class; really, he was hired by some third party before school started, to assassinate them all. He still was the one to come up with the killing game, because he's still ridiculously creative about his kills. He joined the class with the intention of doing this but struggled with this decision when he made friends with Uma and Gil. He went through with the plan but does everything in his power to protect them and feels really bad about the whole thing.

Gil- Himbo mastermind. Just conceptually, I already love it. This could be because of a worldview inherited from his father (and this is about to be wildly stupid, so buckle in). Like, his strongest human connections always came with an element of sport or competition, and he was never allowed to express emotion or fondness outside of those contexts, so when he finds himself really loving his classmates, his only way to fully express the emotion of it is by making them fight.

Okay, so there was that idea. He could also be co-mastermind with someone else, which I think makes sense; he fits well into "cheerful henchman" territory, and while he is capable of hurting people, I don't think the killing game is something he would come up with or set up on his own, in most scenarios.

Although, invoking the Obfuscating Stupidity trope and making him someone who can inspire enough loyalty to get others to help him set up the killing game by acting as a himbo does seem pretty cool. Like, a version of Gil who is genuinely chill and cheerful and fun to talk to, but he also easily comes up with the killing game and has no problem setting it up, so he can watch his good friends fight all around him.

I think any version of mastermind Gil comes with some cognitive dissonance as to his own culpability. Either it's a matter of him not being the one to personally kill the others, so it's not his fault, or it wasn't his idea to do the killing game, so it's not his fault, or it's really just the circle of life and animals kill each other in nature all the time so there's no reason to get too bummed about it. Yeah, he'll miss his murdered and executed friends, but it happens. "Why the long faces, guys? At least the rest of us are still alive."

Ben- I feel like this would also probably be a case of mind break. He's the Ultimate Moral Compass for a reason; if he's behind the killing game, something has happened to drastically warp his mental state to the point where he thinks he's doing the right thing, similar to Evie and Uma. He would be a very earnest mastermind; whatever logic led him to think that this is what he needed to do, he believes in it fully, and when he is revealed as the mastermind, he is serious about trying to make the others understand why this was right and good. He really does care about his friends! He hates that they think he enjoyed doing this.

Audrey- I immediately think of a Queen of Mean situation. I feel like that would be her vibe as the mastermind. Very "Bow, peasants!" But it took magical brainwashing to get Audrey into that mode in Descendants 3, so what would get her there in the Danganronpa universe? It could be a situation where Evie fell to despair but didn't go out of her way to spread it; she just despaired quietly and channeled it into her work as Ultimate Fashionista. But Audrey, as the biggest fan of her fashion line and a princess who was already kind of on the edge emotionally, feels Evie's despair through her work and is also thrown into despair, and she's way more...proactive...about it. And she has the resources of her whole kingdom at her disposal to share that despair with her Hope's Peak besties.

Or maybe it's not related to Evie at all. But I do think she'd have to be brainwashed to go Queen of Mean.

Otherwise, as a brainwash-free mastermind, she would be very prim and a lot like Sonia in SDR2; she's bubbly and sheltered and into dark topics. Human consequences barely register to her, because she was raised as royalty, and lives are just pawns.

Chad- I feel like if he were the mastermind, he wouldn't participate in the game as an actual player; he would watch arrogantly from the sidelines and enjoy the show. The participants wouldn't meet him until the end. From the perspective of the audience, he would be very visible, in that he would be the host and have Kuzko-style interstitials where he talks about the participants over a freeze frame and makes fun of them. The killing game is his way of proving his superiority and earning the world's attention. He isn't smart enough to get all of it done on his own, but he's rich; he can afford to hire smart people to make his vision happen.

He would basically be Junko's queen persona. I don't even know if he would bother to make it a secret from the participants that he's the mastermind; he might have portraits of himself hanging all over the school.

Lonnie- She would be having a blast. She doesn't even mind being found out. She still considers all the participants her friends, and she is super companionable with them. "Wasn't that fun? Come on, I kept it fun for you guys, didn't I?" She definitely had some reason for doing all of this, and I feel like it would be a situation where some worse thing was going to happen otherwise. Like, maybe she was tasked with killing all of them (again, by some third party) but decided to do this instead; maybe someone hired her to kill them, not fully grasping that a skilled swordsperson is not the same thing as an assassin, and she pretty much just went "lol sure" but did the killing game instead. Internally calculating that if she doesn't agree to kill the Ultimates, her employer will just find someone else to do it, so she may as well set up a fun competition where their lives are enough on the line to satisfy her employers while they still have a fighting chance and she gets to enjoy the sport of it all. Or something like that. Basically, it's a combination of a guaranteed worse outcome and her thinking a killing game could be cool.

Jane- I feel like this would be an inferiority complex type of mastermind. Kind of like her outburst at the end of Descendants 1; she feels less special than everyone else, so she seizes power over them. She has the organizational skills to pull it off. I think she'd be a Laughing Mad mastermind. Like Chad, she has no larger reason for doing this. Unlike Chad, I think she would remain a participant even as the mastermind. As soon as she is revealed, she might launch into some rant about how all the Ultimates think they're so great but don't have the basic overall competence that normal people have.

Doug- I almost want to say that he would also be an inferiority complex type, but thinking about his character, I think I see him being more like, "I surprised you, right? You didn't expect that?" Idk, despite the way I tend to think of the character, his actual in-canon vibes are more "Well, that just happened 🙃" than anything, I think. Like, he would calmly admit to everything once they accuse him, like, "Yeah it was me. And the results were fascinating!" He isn't really a chummy mastermind or a sad mastermind or a broken mastermind. This was pretty much a science experiment to him.

#disney descendants #danganronpa au #mal bertha #evie grimhilde #carlos de vil #jay son of jafar #uma daughter of ursula #harry hook #gil legume #king ben florian #princess audrey rose #chad charming #li lonnie #jane daughter of fairy godmother #doug son of dopey #mastermind au #descendants danganronpa au

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hidingoutbackstage · 2 years ago

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man i feel you so badly about how the dlc dropped the ball on proper rose and eveline writing especially with their parallels… if you were to write the dlc, how would you handle it though, your analysis and RE thoughts are the best

Okay first off aww that's so sweet I really appreciate that. Second, idk how long this is going to be, so it'll go under a read more just in case

I'm going to split my personal choices for the DLC into basically two thoughts: How I would do a DLC of my own, and how I would change the DLC we actually got. Gonna do the latter first cuz I think it'll be shorter.

Changing Shadows of Rose

Right off the bat, I would like to give an inkling of what this world Rose is a part of looks like, and how it is different to the world as we last saw it in Resident Evil: Village. Because 16 years is a long time. The beginning of Resident Evil 0, and the end of Resident Evil Vendetta, all happened within 16 years. That is every single canon Resident Evil game, movie, tv show, etc. before 7 and 8 came out. Every single one. A lot can happen in this universe in 16 years. Adding on the fact that there were a lot of unanswered questions in 8 (Why did HWS go rogue? Who even are they? What's up with the Connections and what are they still up to (did they even ever get anything from the end of Not A Hero?)? Is the BSAA evil now since they were using fucking bioweapons as soldiers? What happened when HWS got to BSAA Europe HQ? What happened to Mia? How did Rose grow up? Is she an agent? Was she trained? Where are literally any member of the BSAA or any recurring characters in general apart from Chris?) it just comes across as brushing aside a mountain as if it were a molehill. The information we do get is laughable at best, and raises even more questions at worst.

Who is K? I already speculated that he was supposed to be John (before I watched the DLC) because their models are so similar, but their voices aren't the same and K doesn't have the scar on his face that John does. But Rose explicitly mentions that K is on Hound Wolf Squad, so,

Why is Hound Wolf Squad still around? Weren't they a rogue unit that the BSAA was trying to get a handle on, but Chris was focused on taking down Miranda and not listening to the BSAA's orders

Why is Hound Wolf Squad accepting new members? As I said, K isn't John, and John is the only white man on HWS apart from Chris, so this is clearly a new guy. I thought HWS was solely made up of people Chris really trusted, more than the BSAA.

Wow that's a lot and that's just one bullet point I want to fix. Here's a bit more, rapid fire:

Just make K be John. Have her call him J or L instead of splitting the difference

Have Rose mention whatever organization Chris is working for. BSAA, an individual company, fucking something to give us input

Don't have Rose be going to school. I (as an audience member) would sympathize with her so much more if she were kept in a lab and called "freak" by the people who watch over her, than going to public school as a normal kid and getting called "freak" by kids her age

Also make Rose's insults more than just things that 7 year olds could come up with. Have her be called inhuman, have her be called a mistake, have her be called a little bitch, have her be called a failure. That kind of dehumanization name calling is what got me to sympathize for Eveline (along with, you know, the fact that Eveline was abused)

The insults being so laughable makes Rose's extreme reaction to it, covering her ears with her hands and screaming to stop, look unreasonable, make her look childish

I can't fault her for a lot of the cringy observational dialogue since that's a staple of horror game protagonists to get the audience questioning what's going on, but the degree which it happened still pissed me off. Moving on

Don't have her be so mean to Eveline. Or draw worthwhile parallels between Rose and Eveline. Have them connect on what makes them feel isolated. Evie is not a villain for taking out the anger and frustration that stemmed from her abuse, fueled by seeing Rose being ungrateful for having everything Evie wanted, it is the understandable reaction of a 7 year old who has had enough of this shit. The fact that the DLC shows Evie crying and lamenting about how she's "worthless" and "no one loves her" so they're clearly aware that this is something Evie struggles with

Semi-related, give Eveline a happy ending. Eveline has never been a villain. She was an antagonist in 7. She can still be an antagonist in Shadows of Rose. But for the love of g-d let this character, who has arguably the most suffering of anyone in the whole series, have some catharsis of a happy ending. Have her go live with Jack and Marguerite, for example.

Doubly for Eveline, I still really think that Evie would've worked better as Michael rather than Ethan. They could've made it so "Michael" was luring Rose to Eveline's domain, which is why Michael can't help Rose out when she's there, Michael was decent to Rose, and Rose was nice to them in return, it could've been nice to see Eveline having her first ever friend that she reached out to in kindness first. Only for Rose to shut Eveline out when Evie wants Rose to be her friend in the mold forever, which causes Evie to lash out and try to force Rose to stay with her like she was taught to do since birth. There, now Eveline gets some sympathy and is shown kindness, and her hatred towards Rose is more obvious to people who don't connect the dots and realize Evie is jealous of Rose having the life and family that Eveline wanted.

I have nothing to say about Miranda's plan, it's very fucking dumb, but I do have two notes about the ending:

Number one, show us Ethan's fucking face. But ONLY at the moment where, after defeating Miranda, Rose says to him "But then we wouldn't have this moment talking face to face." We can finally see the face of the man who sacrificed and fought with everything for his daughter, we can see the first emotion on Ethan's face ever, love, as he looks at his daughter and the girl she has grown up to be. It would be moving for us and make us feel more for Rose

Number two: Don't have it end the way it did. I actually have two potential alternate endings. Either have Rose "die" and stay in the mold with Ethan, the man she has missed out on her whole life, her only family (since apparently according to developers she didn't grow up under Mia) and someone who treated her like a real friend. Or have Rose leave the mold, but choose to lose her powers. The whole fucking reason she went in there to begin with. Rose didn't grow, didn't learn anything, and her outlook on her powers didn't really seem to change, at least that we could see. Sure she's more powerful now but does she have them outside of the mold? Does she have control of them outside of the mold? More unanswered questions. Just have her use the crystal to take away her powers, and therefore with her mold gone, so is her connection to the mind palace, and she's human again. Boom good ending (the fact that this happened before the graveyard scene is sooo stupid) My point is have her LOSE something. She lost nothing throughout the entire story, only gaining closure and even more op mold powers that are still ambiguous. Having her lose something might make her more sympathetic or more interesting.

Okay so that's how I'd fix the Rose DLC we got. Still there? Great

What MY version of the 8 DLC would look like

Gonna first paste this (whatever the opposite of prophetic is) poll from my friend's Eveline support discord server:

Funny. None of our predictions even suggested Rose would be in it, let alone be the main character

Gonna go in poll order

Follow HWS

Like I stated prior, there are SO many unanswered questions related to HWS. Even during Village. We could still play as Chris, but see what he and his squad were up to during Village while Ethan is...over there. You could flesh out these side characters, give us some insight as to why Chris trusts them, show us HWS' battle with the mold creatures, learn more about their mission. (Spoilers for WAY down the line for my fic series YHSB but clearly this is something I've put a lot of consideration into. Wink. Lol)

If they didn't want to lazily reuse assets from 8 which is what Shadows of Rose did then the DLC could pull a Not A Hero and pick up immediately after the events of 8. For whatever reason, not everyone was on the Osprey when the aircraft took off, they were probably at some rendezvous point since Chris says "pick up the rest of the squad" sooo wouldn't it be interesting to follow them leaving the village? Play as one of them fighting the monsters? Hell you could play as Canine fighting the lycans and the bioweapon soldiers before the ending I think that’d be neat. Off topic but I’m excited to get to play as them in RE: Verse. Anyway next DLC idea

Follow a maiden/the events at Castle Dimitrescu before the events of 8

This one I’m less enthusiastic about, but I could still come up with a DLC for it, since Shadows of Rose felt like recycling the castle setting, why shouldn’t I? You can follow a maiden avoiding the Dimitrescu sisters, trying and failing to help her fellow captives in the dungeon, and maybe even using some firepower to try to escape. Not sure what the ending would be but obviously you’d end up one of the dungeon zombies at the very end. It might be cool to see some of Castle Dimitrescu, maybe even doing some puzzles in reverse to see how they came to be in 8 like the masks or something. Idk could offer a fun perspective. Could also be an alternate history where she manages to kill at least one of the sisters, who knows?

Follow Elena/events in the village before the end of 8

This one I feel like really has the potential to be interesting, since when we see the village it’s obviously in tatters since the lycans have been attacking for some time and everyone is in paranoia. It’d be cool to see how the village looked before, like Castle Dimitrescu seeing how things came to be the way they were, maybe even watching attacks happen on the people we eventually see in Luiza’s house. Could end just before Ethan shows up or be an alternate history where Elena and her father make it to Luiza’s home on their own before being subdued by her father or just a random lycan attack

Follow Mia after getting kidnapped

This one pretty much stemmed from, “hey, another plot hole, maybe a DLC could answer our questions.” Probably would play out similar to some of the games Clancy had to sit through in his DLC, since Mia mentioned being used in experiments, or we could even see Mia trying to escape with weapons she finds/crafts before Miranda puts her back in that cell Chris finds her in. I personally don’t think this is much on its own but I figured it could’ve been paired with other DLC ideas I had like following Elena or something

Follow Ada

This one was kind of a joke tbh, I know Ada was obviously scrapped from being in 8 which makes sense but it could’ve been a 4th survivor/separate ways situation where we see Ada was there the whole time behind the scenes fighting off lycans with a crossbow for. Reasons. Idk maybe she wants the mold or something. Still at least it’d take place in this timeline’s present.

Follow Eveline

Okay just came up with this one because I am refueled with anger about how Shadows of Rose treated Eveline. Since we see her in the mold, it might be cool to play as Evie traversing the mold, meeting enemies who died in 7 and 8, fighting against monsters with Evie’s ambiguous disorder autism mold powers. Would have been nice to see a happy ending for Eveline, maybe as she was reunited with Jack…

Thanks for the ask, anon, sorry it was so long

#sid answers #anon #sid bitches #shadows of rose

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telli1206 · 4 years ago

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The Heart Will Follow

Jay’s never had a crush...until he met Carlos. And now he can’t stay away.

Carlos doesn’t know what to make of Jay’s presence, yet. But what should he do, exactly, about a boy that’s both cute AND terrifying?

A collection of Jaylos isle meetings, inspired by this beautiful headcanon I came across randomly that I can’t get out of my head. And thank you to @hersilentlanguage for motivating me to post this!

Chapter 1: The Only Thing I See

"Earth to Jay?? Jayyyy....Jay!”

Mal huffs, blowing a wayward purple strand out of her eye. For what feels like the tenth time today, she draws her hand back to plant a firm smack to the back of Jay’s head.

“Fuck, Mal, what the hell??” Jay screeches, swatting her hand away and rubbing at the newly reddening spot on his head. He whips back to glare at her, but only a second later his eyes wander away...again.

“I could say the same thing to you fuckwad. What’s your deal with the new kid?”

“What? What’re you talking about?”

Jay turns his focus back to Mal to prove her wrong, despite his still desperate itch to watch the boy that walked into his life...er, classroom, this morning.

Pretty isn’t good enough to describe this kid, even though it’s the only word that came into Jay��s head when he first saw at him. He could stare at the boy’s soft white curls, starry freckles and brown doe eyes all day. Not that he’d ever let Mal know that.

But she’s a perceptive little shit anyway.

“You’re into him.”

Jay rolls his eyes, his fists curling tightly at the sneer on Mal’s lips. It’s almost too tempting to just try to punch that look right off her face.

“I am NOT. Have you seen the size of Hell Hall? This kid could be a decent mark. I didn’t even know the witch had a son, but I do know she’s probably got some fancy, expensive shit in that big ol’ place of hers.”

Mal taps her chin curiously, turning herself to look at the boy, sitting in the front row next to...Evil Queen’s daughter? Shit, this kid is just begging to get the crap beat out of him. She hums quietly as she watches him, her lips quirking into an approving smile.

“Maybe. De Vil’s not too smart if he thinks Bluebelle up there is the type he should start associating himself with on his first day. He’s gonna be a walking target, just like she is.” Mal clicks her tongue as she watches them. “I wonder what his name is-”

“Carlos.”

Mal raises a brow at him, which Jay catches but refuses to acknowledge. He stays fixated on the new De Vil boy, even when Mal leans into his space and tries to force him to look her way.

“Well well, I guess someone’s already done his homework on the kid,” she taunts, so close he can feel her hot breath on his face. “Did you get anymore stats we can use? Height, weight, eye color?”

“5′6″, 135, brown.”

Jay teases a smile when he finally glances her way, amused at Mal’s wide-eyed expression. She tips her mouth closed only to choke back a snort.

“Seriously?? You’re ridiculous,” she chuckles, her gaze darting to Carlos. “And you’re trying to make me believe you’re NOT obsessed with him already?”

“Oh Mally,” Jay tuts, shaking his head. She scowls and bats at him when his hair tickles her face. “Has no one ever taught you proper reconnaissance? No wonder you always lead with your fists.”

He reaches out to tug at a few purple locks, coiling them slowly around his finger with a snicker as Mal lets out a low growl. “I could teach you how to charm the pants off anything with legs if you’d listen, but you might just be too...hot-headed?...to learn a damn thing anyway.”

Jay delights in Mal’s tense features, the tendon in her jaw flickering as she grinds down hard on her teeth. She opens her mouth to respond, but before she can Jay throws a wink her way and springs himself over the desk, landing sprightly with a wide smile to Yen Sid, who’s in the middle of teaching at the front of the class.

“Jay! Sit bac-”

The bell clangs sharply and annoyingly off-key, stopping Yen Sid short of yelling as the students jump up and clamber their way out the door in a mad dash. Mal grumbles at the rush of bodies blocking her way, noisily shoving through the crowd to walk around her desk and meet Jay, who’s smiling a little too proudly for her liking.

“You’re so full of it, you know?” she murmurs, ducking her head as they shuffle closer to the door. Evie and Carlos are standing just in their path, huddled over and collecting their books.

The pile on Carlos’ desk looks way too daunting to even be worth taking with him. Any normal student at Dragon Hall would have probably chucked most of them in the trash by now. But the twitchy nerd seems entirely too excited by his new oversized textbooks-there’s even a hint of a smile on his lips as he tries eagerly to scoop them all up in his arms at once. And Evie, ever the good samaritan, has his backpack open in front of him, helping him to gather up whatever Carlos can’t carry by hand.

Evil, Mal can’t even begin to fathom how such a goody-goody has survived as long as Evie has on the Isle. Mal would have put money on a pretty girl like her, with silky blue curls, sparkling brown eyes and a way-too-kind smile disappearing without a trace in this hell hole way before she could start high school. And yet, here she is, still smiling all warm and gentle, forcing brightness and beauty in a place where it’s despised and destroyed every second of every day.

Mal forces back an eye roll. Surprisingly, the bluenette’s nauseating goodness is not her problem today. Instead, she’s holding Jay firmly by the collar to pull him along, dragging him with her as he tries with some effort to slow them down.

She loses her cool though, and yanks Jay through the door when she hears him inhale sharply, and catches him leaning in very close to Carlos’s head, eyes closed and lips parted.

Gross.

“Jay,” she hisses, slamming his back against the closest locker. “Don’t be a creep! Get yourself together.”

“Fuck you,” he snaps, but there’s no anger in his tone. “I’m not a creep.”

He sighs and sinks back against the locker, not looking nearly as confident as he did a second ago. It’s sad, really, to see Jay’s arrogance waiver so obviously in the presence of one cute freckled book nerd. Mal actually feels bad for him.

“Duh, I know you’re not,” she comments, dropping his collar to give him a harsh flick to his ear. “But you can’t lie to me, I know you.”

Jay’s arm shoots out and presses Mal into the lockers beside him just as Carlos and Evie walk into view. While Carlos is engrossed in chatter, eyes alight as he flips quickly through one of his books, Jay catches a poignant glare from Evie, which drifts over him to lock onto Mal instead. Mal notices and immediately responds by jutting her tongue out, sneering wickedly at the girl but letting her pass without so much as one snide comment.

Jay raises a brow at her in question, and Mal pushes off the lockers to return to her place facing him.

“He’s leaving.”

“What?” He stares back, confused, following Mal’s eyes as they flit over her shoulder briefly.

“Carlos. It looks like Princess is walking him home.”

“So?”

“Sooo,” Mal teases, jabbing him lightly in the side. “It sounds like a good time to follow him home, don’t you think? Suss out his route? And maybe, once Princess is gone, you’ll have a chance to pack on the charm. Rumor has it you can charm the pants off anyone.”

Jay snorts and cracks a smile at Mal, pushing himself off the lockers and giving her a playful shove as he walks past.

“You’re such a shit,” he jokes, shaking his head as he bumps her again and she stumbles back.

“Just shut up and do your reconnaisance!” Mal shouts at him, watching him break into a jog down the hall to follow Carlos and Evie.

She tries to fight it, but Mal can’t resist the quirk of her lips as Jay disappears with a tiny wave. Big score or not, something about this mark feels good to her.

“And you’re welcome.” She adds smugly, to a now empty hallyway.

#jaylos #jay x carlos #descendants #malvie #jay son of jafar #Carlos De Vil #mal bertha #evie grimhilde #the isle of the lost

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descendantofthesparrow · 4 years ago

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Interlude - Rewrite - POYW- Harry Hook x reader - Part 1 - New beginnings

*felt like doing an episode entrance to this so deal with it*

-a shot of the isle pans across the screen with Descendants™ background music playing, before turning and panning across the ocean towards Auradon. It cuts to the dorms and fades into Evie and Mal's room, where Evie is shifting through a tall stack of papers.-

Evie turned her face towards her door as it suddenly opened and Mal stepped in “hey E, still at it?” Mal dropped her (Ben’s) letterman jacket on her bed and sat across from Evie, leaning over in the chair to take a look at the papers Evie was working on.

“yep” Evie let out a small sigh, giving Mal a small smile before looking back at the papers “I still can't believe Ben had to go through all of this just to get us six over, half of it is guardian responsibility shit”

Mal quirked her brow at that and reached out towards Evie, doing the ‘gimme’ motion. Evie handed her six sheets of paper, the front one reading;

'Application of guardianship

Child; Jay - parent; Jafar

Guardian applicant - Aladdin’

the rest of the paper was just info and numbers, all of which Mal didn’t bother to read. she set the paper down and continued to read.

'Application of guardianship

Child; Gil - parent; Gaston

Guardian applicant - Eugene Fitzherbert’

Evie took Jay's paper and set it down beside her, taking Gil’s as Mal set it down a moment later.

'Application of guardianship

Child; Evie - parent; Evil Queen aka. Queen Grimhilde

Guardian applicant - Ella Charming’

“who’s Ella?” Mal asked aloud, setting the paper on top of Evie's new pile and looking back at the last three.

“Cinderella” Evie answered lightly, grabbing her pen and crossing out a couple of lines on her paper “that’s why she was on our side during family day, I guess she already knew who we were”

“and here I thought it was because she knew what we went through” Mal snorted, drawing her thumb against her name on the paper.

'Application of guardianship

Child; Mal - parent; Maleficent

Guardian applicant - Megara’

Mal quirked her brow again, turning the papers towards Evie and pointing at the guardian’s name “who’s Megara?”

Evie took a quick glance and shrugged “no clue” Mal shrugged back and set the paper on the pile.

'Application of guardianship

Child; Carlos De’vil - parent; Cruella De’vil

Guardian applicant - Anita Radcliffe’

Mal let out a small hum at that, so the person who Carlos’ mother had hurt, had decided to be the guardian of Carlos?...cool, she knew that there were heroes that didn’t judge them for their parent's decisions but it was nice to know that some of those who had been directly affected held no bad blood against them.

'Application of guardianship

Child; Harry Hook - parent; James Hook

Guardian applicant - Wendy Darling’

“huh” Mal snorted, setting the last paper on the pile, which Evie grabbed and straightened it and set it on her other side with the other read-through papers “Wendy Darling is Harry's guardian” Evie smiled at that.

“aw, cute…” then she snorted “I’m sorry the image of Harry wearing a baby blue sleep dress with a big pink bow on his head just came to mind” Mal covered her mouth and her forehead hit the desk as her body shook with laughter “I’m sorry” Evie giggled, leaning back in her chair and covering her eyes. “ahhh It won't leave~!”

“noooo Evie that’s going to be stuck in my head for like a month how dare you!” Mal screeched, lifting her head and reaching out to gently smack at Evie “I need bleach E, bleach!”

Evie pushed her hands away and shook her head “I’d rather you not go blind M” Mal just pouted and sunk back in her chair “also, I do need to get back to work so?” Mal sat up and gestured to the papers, picking up the pile Evie had set aside and starting to read, wanting to be involved in the program.

The room was silent other than the occasional shift of papers and scratch of a pen. Then mal popped her head back up to look at Evie, who glanced up at Mal and quirked her brow.

“oh, I heard you got appointed captain of the science league!” Mal grinned as Evie's entire face brightened, her eyes sparkling.

“yeah! I don’t even know how it happened, but Doug told me about this little contest with chemistry and I joined and I guess the winner got to be captain? But yes! And there's a championship after school starts up again!” Mal hummed with interest, leaning on her hand and listening intently as Evie went into her usual rambles.

“so it basically like that math league thing Carlos did for like two months, they ask us questions and stuff like that, and there's a physical part to it as well, the captain and three others on the team compete with the other team with an unknown challenge to create a certain chemical or other, last year they were challenged to make a chemical reaction, and our team won with making foam volcanos with beakers, all different colors, they had to make the chemicals used and everything from scratch with the bases they were given”

“that’s dope” Mal responded simply, not knowing what to say but wanting to keep Evie engaged.

“I know right!” Evie giggled, clapping her hands together slightly “we actually did the same experiment a bit before summer break started, we also launched soda bottles into the sky!”

Mal grinned at that “and yes I will show you how to do it, though I’m keeping the mentos away from you” Mal shook her head slightly, setting down the papers in her left hand and stretching.

“gah~” she glanced out the window, groaning at how dark it was already getting “wow how long have we been at this?” Evie pushed in her rambling and looked outside, gasping as she saw what Mal was talking about. It wasn’t pitch black, but the sun was beginning to set.

“holy shit how long have we been at this?” she pulled out her phone and bit her lip “it’s already dinner time!” Mal shoot up at that and grabbed her (Ben’s) jacket and slid it on, walking over to the door while looking back at Evie.

“come on! (y/n) said it was spaghetti night with garlic-ow!” the door opened in Mal's face, smacking her in the nose and making her stumble back.

“Mal!” Doug winched, swiftly closing the door and reaching out to the whining half-fae “shoot I’m sorry! I didn’t know you were behind the door!”

“knock next time” Mal muttered from behind her hands, her eyes screwed as pain thumped from her nose.

“I will I will- I’m so sorry” Doug stressed, pulling back slightly as Mal waved him off.

“forgiven, it was an accident.” Mal pulled her hand off her nose and wiggled it, looking towards Evie and Doug with raised brows “well?”

“no blood” Evie chirped, quickly organizing the papers and grabbing her bag, slinging it over her shoulder and grabbing onto Mal's hand to pull her out of the room “come on, I’m starving~”

“that’s what I came to get you for” Doug spoke up, stepping up next to Evie as the three of them made their way to the cafeteria “I noticed the two of you weren’t there yet and I didn’t want you to miss dinner”

“thank you, Doug,” Evie cooed, Mal leaned forward a bit to smile at Doug

“what she said” Doug smiled back and nodded.

“no problem” it was a quick walk to the cafeteria, and when they entered Mal immediately separated from Evie and got in line, bouncing on her heels as the smell of garlic bread hit her.

Evie walked over to the table that was occupied by the vks and set her bag in-between Jay and Gil. “hi~” she sang, before spinning around and joining Mal in the line.

You looked up from your food for a moment, eyeing Evie's bag for a moment for no other reason than knowing she always had peppermint puffs in them before going back to eating.

The table was mostly silent other than Gil and Jay talking about their next season of tourney, Carlos typing away on his laptop, and Harry's foot tapping on the floor.

A few moments later Mal and Evie joined the five of you at the table, Evie taking her bag off the seat and taking its place, while Mal plopped next to Carlos and immediately starting slurping up her spaghetti “those etiquette lessons really didn't do much huh Mal~” Evie teased, laughing as Mal glared at her and knocked her wrists together twice.

“I should have never introduced you to friends” you laughed, setting down your fork and grabbing your drink, deciding to change the subject as Evie and Mal started to throw fake ‘fuck you’ signs “before you and Evie start fake flipping each other off, how was your first day of therapy Mal?”

Mal paused for a moment, pursing her lips “it was….therapy? I don’t know how to answer that?”

You shrugged in response “well, did it feel awkward? Did the therapist push you too much? Or was it just kinda…okay?” Mal looked at you for a moment before looking at her hands in thought.

“it…the most we did today was just getting to know each other, something about me being comfortable was the entire point of the therapy thing, and that I should only tell her things if I feel like it, that I should never feel forced to tell her things” you smiled at that, reaching over to squeeze her shoulder gently.

“then it was a great first session, now just remember it's twice a week, okay?” Mal snorted, gently slapping off your hand.

“yeah yeah, ever since cotillion E’s been helping me make a schedule so my brain doesn’t break again from trying to remember every single thing” Evie nodded in confirmation and tossed a meatball in her mouth.

“Nice, speaking of Evie, how's the going through the shit ton of papers?” you asked with a teasing smile, laughing as Evie kicked at your leg with a pout.

“Exhausting” Evie sighed, slumping into her hand and pushing around her food slightly “I've only gotten through half of it and that was all guardian stuff!” the rest of the vks raised their brows at that.

“Guardian?” Carlos asked, closing his laptop slightly “what do you mean guardian”

You took the chance to explain since Evie might’ve not known the exact reason why the vks had guardians “It was one of the demands of the council; because you guys are underage, you needed a legal adult to claim you just in case something happened, and since your parents are on the isle and can't come off, Ben asked some adults in Auradon to be your guardians. essentially if any of you land in the hospital and need to be signed out by a legal guardian, they’ll come to do that”

The vks nodded slowly, then turned to Evie “Sooo who are they?” Gil asked, biting down on a garlic cheese biscuit.

Evie shrugged slightly “Um, well mine’s Cinderella” the others gave her a look “I know, I don’t think Chad knows, um, Mal’s is a woman named Megara” Mal butt in for a moment.

“Have no clue who that is by the way” you laughed at that, Mal turning to you with curious eyes.

“I know, Megara is Hercules wife, like, daughter-in-law of Zeus and all that” Mals jaw dropped a bit as she nodded.

“Oh…alrighty then…oh wait! The one that had a deal with Hades n stuff?!” you nodded at that.

“The same” Gil perked up and asked you who was his guardian “um, Eugene Fitzherbert, Harry’s is Wendy Darling” Harry did a small spit take at that “Yeah that’s why she was nice on family day love” you chuckled, patting his pat as he coughed out his apple juice. “um, Carlos your guardian is Anita Radcliffe, and yes the one that your mom stole the puppies from” Carlos looked at you with utterly confused eyes “I know sounds weird, anyway, Jay's guardian is Aladdin” Jay's food dropped back on his plate as he stared at you “Yeah something about ‘knowing what you had gone through’ and all that…I just realized we're going to have to go through all of that guardian shit again” you groaned slightly, rubbing your face in frustration, you had spent several late nights with Ben just going through the, though scarce, application paperwork for the vks.

The council had made it hell to get the first six vks over to Auradon, Ben only being able to pull through it thanks to it being his first proclamation. But now since it was turning into more of a program than a proclamation, the council would probably make it hard again.

“Why?” Gil asked, frowning as you let out a frustrated puff of air.

“Well as I said, for you six to come, you had to have guardians, and we were damn lucky to find six adults who didn’t hold a grudge against yall for your parents, and…wait how old is Harriet?” you suddenly sat up straight as the realization came to you.

“um,” Harry tapped the table as he mentally counted “she a little younger than the isle…she was born in September so…18 righ’ now” you grinned “wha’?”

“She's a legal adult” it took a moment for the rest of the table to realize what you were talking about but it hit them a moment later.

“Harriet can be a guardian!” Evie sang happily, clapping her hands together in excitement “Oh, wait!” she stopped, pursing her lips slightly “Um, I hadn’t gotten to that part of the papers yet, how many kids to a guardian?”

“Two at most, if they aren’t biologically related to you, Harriet is automatically CJ and Harry's guardian when she comes, so then technically Harry you’ll have two, so possibly we can have Harriet sign up to be the twin's guardian…how old is Sammy?” Harry furrowed his brows in thought then snapped his fingers.

“In two months, he’s turning 18” you hummed as you tapped your finger against your chin.

“I don’t want to wait that long unless we have to, I guess for Sammy and Dizzy we’ll just have to find some more people willing to be guardians or see if any of yours are willing to be responsible for another kid.”

A flash of pink caught your eye as the table delved into “New vks” talk and you looked up to see Audrey walking into the food line, her posture stiff. You shared a look with Ben, who was at a table with his friends, and stood, dragging your hand across Harry's back as you did, and walked over to the girl.

“Audrey?” she jumped slightly, her honey-brown eyes widening as she realized it was you “Hi, when did you get back from the cottage?” she shrugged slightly, stepping forward in line as it moved.

“A couple hours ago, I stayed a bit longer after Chad helped fix my tire at the request of my godmothers” she gave you a small, though strained, smile “um, how you been?” you shrugged, nodding back towards the vks.

“Eh, we’ve been going over the thousands of papers to start on the next round of vks, I’m tired as fuck but ill deal with it” Audrey let out a soft laugh and the two of you walked a bit as the food line moved again.

“Grammie talked about that…” you could sense the frustration behind her words, meaning her grandmother had gone off about your attempts about more vks the entire time and Audrey didn’t want to talk about it anymore.

“Sorry about that, um, did you hear Ben and Mal broke up?” Audrey just shrugged.

“yeah, my Grammy went insane over it, something about me having a clear chance with Ben again but I did my best to ignore her ya know?” you grinned at that, it seemed you had broken through some of her grandmothers hold on her, and were slowly removing the idea that she was responsible in being the sole provider of status In her family “cause I remembered what you said when Ben originally broke up with me, and I was kinda mentally like ‘well it’s not my job and I don’t care?’ and I realized as I was there….I don’t…think about Ben that way anymore” Audrey gave you a small smile, glancing back towards Ben as she did “instead of those butterflies I always got when I think of him... it's just….normal, like when I was a kid and dating wasn’t even a thing in my head…its…nice” her smile grew a bit “oh um,” she pointed at the line, which the two of you were almost at the trays

You smiled and patted her shoulder “no problem, I’m glad you doing good Audrey, it would have been nice to see you at cotillion, but I understand if that would have been hard” she nodded and grabbed a tray, waving you off as you walked back to the vks table and sat back down next to Harry.

“When did Audrey get back?” Mal asked, finishing off her garlic bread and glancing between you and Audrey.

“a couple hours ago” you responded simply, stabbing your last two meatballs and stuffing them in your mouth.

“oh” Mal looked between you and Audrey before going back to her food “okay, I just haven’t seen her all day then”

“for a second there I thought you were going to go fight or something” you joked, smiling a bit as Mal shook her head adamantly.

“heck no, why would I go out of my way to antagonize her?...well I mean I probably would have a couple months ago but…that would be just weird and…how would you say it? Out of character?” Carlos snorted at that “what?”

“Nothing I was just remembering how you went blonde and pastel for several months and that wasn’t ‘out of character’ for you?” Carlos used hand quotes as he spoke, laughing as Mal reached over the table to smack at him.

“Ney! I was having an identity crisis! I’m allowed to do out-of-character shit like that!”

“Switching the topic again” Jay interrupted, laughing slightly as Mal and Carlos continued to smack at each other “how's the search for Uma going?” Harry and Gil perked up at that. Mal stopped smacking Carlos and let out a low groan. “No luck?”

“not a tentacle in sight” she leaned on her palm “Then again I haven’t really been on the search party as of late, something about my school and everything else being more important”

“Do you think we’ll find her?” Evie asked, furrowing her brows as Mal shrugged “Well we have to soon, won't we? I mean she's a danger to Auradon” Evie squeaked a bit as she caught Harry and Gil's glare, your hand gently pushing on Harry's arm to prevent any…messes “Why are you two looking at me like that?”

“You called their friend a dangerous person, I think they are allowed to be a little pissed” you hummed, turning to Harry and giving him a look. He huffed and pouted down at the last of his dinner.

“But she spelled Ben? And she tried to get FGs wand to take control of Auradon!” Evie pushed, flinching back a bit as you looked at her with unamused eyes.

“Hypocrite much?” Carlos laughed a bit through his nose at your snark, looking down at his laptop as Evie, Mal, and Jay looked at you slightly confused “Oh come on you three, you can't have forgotten what you did only 7 months ago? You also spelled Ben, you also tried to get the want to control Auradon. You’re the kettle calling the pot black, Uma may have gone around the entire thing differently but all in all, she had the exact same plan as you six did.”

Mal, Evie, and Jay looked at each other uncomfortably before they looked at Carlos, who just rose his brow as if he was saying ‘you really gonna act like you’re better than her? Really? “She's right you know” Carlos hummed, looking back at his summer project “Uma is hardly different to us when we first came here, if the roles were reversed, I’m sure she would say the same about us”

Mal pouted for a moment before she closed her eyes and took a deep breath “I…suppose so” she grumbled, crossing her arms, Carlos just looked at her.

“Mal, you two have been at each other's throats since you were 10, most of it was you going after her, and her retaliating. I think it's time you let it go” Mal opened her mouth to argue but Harry glared at her, making her snap her mouth shut.

“I know yeh are tryin ta be better yeh imp, but tryin’ ta demonize Uma fer something yeh started is not helping yeh in meh books” Harry snarled, he and Mal having a glare off as tension raised at the table.

“Okay okay, that’s enough” you gently pushed Harrys face away from Mal and snapped your fingers in front of her face, making her blink wildly in surprise “I don’t want a bloodbath in the cafeteria please, anyway, Mal if I remember correctly, you did start the whole rivalry debacle, and I know why you did the whole stupid ‘shrimpy’ thing. It was just because your mother was an idiot and you need to leave that shit behind, if you continue to see Uma as a villain, that’s all she’ll ever be, it’s the same with you six, if the people of Auradon saw you as villains that’s what you would have become, and don’t try to tell me otherwise because I know exactly what went down on family day.”

The vks cringed at the mention of the horrid day. “I know, but you six were having doubts about your plans and then family day came along, so in turn, you decided to go through with everything. It’s the same with Uma, if you push her towards the label of Villain, she’ll accept it and rain hell on you and Auradon. So, you need to let your dumb rival shit go and see Uma as she really is, a troubled teen who has only had her mother's guidance on life and has been taught evil her entire life. Guess who that sounds like?” Mal sighed, crossing her arms and pouting at the table “hmm?”

“me” Mal finally admitted, closing her eyes “it sounds exactly like me”

“and me” Evie muttered, scratching her cheek as her eyes watered slightly at the memories of her mother surfaced.

“I’m sorry if that brought up bad memories but you three, mostly Mal and Evie, Jay you’ve been quiet but I could tell you were agreeing with everything” Jay winced at that “were acting like you are better than Uma when you’re not, she's just in the spot you all were in before and just after you came to Auradon.”

The vks were silent for a moment, the only sound being the usual noise of the cafeteria and Carlos typing away on his laptop. “and any new groups of VK’s we bring over may have the same mindset you six had when you originally came, but that doesn’t mean they shouldn’t get a chance, showing them kindness and that the path that their parents showed them is not the only way to live is our best bet to safely getting more kids off while not accidentally destroying Auradon in the process, but as far as I know, Uma is a big symbol to the kids, just as you six were, if you accept her, the other kids will be more willing to come, and less willing to follow their parent's orders. But first, you need to get over your shit with her”

Harry and Gil smiled at you, as the other four stared at you for a moment before Mal sighed and nodded “she’s right…as much as I don’t want to hear it, you’re right…fine, I’ll see if or when we find Uma, she is not booted back to the isle…I’m pretty sure Ben wasn't planning on doing that in the first place, he’s pretty adamant in giving her a chance”

Suddenly Ben's smiling face appeared behind Evie, looking at the seven at you “I heard my name?”

“We were talking about Uma and the vks” you said quickly, saving the others from attempting to cover up the conversation, even though they didn’t have to (it was a habit they had a hard time getting rid of)

“ah,” Ben hummed, glancing at his watch “yeah, that’s a…whole thing right there that we don’t have time to get into right now but!” he clapped his hands and looked from you to Evie “after you two are finished, if you could come to my office with the list? I want to get started on the new group as soon as possible and I need names and parents.”

You both nodded and watched as Ben smiled back and walked out of the cafeteria and back to his office to do his kingly duties. “I just realized the council might also prove some trouble in getting more kids off” you sighed, leaning into your hand again. The vks gave you a confused look “well you all know they have been why it’s been several months since you guys came and there have been no more vks. then Harry and I kept trying to get meetings with Ben to talk about the vks, but almost every time he either had a council meeting or”

you gestured to Mal, who winced “had a date with Mal, which I’m still pissed at him for doing that, but anyway” you waved off the mention of Bens agitating routine “even though it was stupid, they kept giving the argument that you six were a rarity in the whole of vks, and that we would risk the destruction of Auradon every time we took a group of vks off, and they kept voting to postpone the continuation of Bens vk transfer program. And they might keep doing with and succeed; and I hate saying this, thanks to Uma’s rampage at Cotillion.”

Evie grit her teeth slightly in anger, there were so many innocent kids on the isle that never deserved to be there and deserved a chance at a real-life, it wasn’t fair that the old geezers of the council would doom so many of them just because of one “bad” egg

You finished off your drink and slammed the cup onto your tray, standing with it and nodding towards the door “well I’m done, and I want to get this started and finished quickly” you leaned down and kissed Harry’s cheek as Evie nodded, quickly eating the last of her garlic bread and handing you her tray as you reached for it and went to go stash them away.

“bye, guys!” Evie called, the two of you running out of the cafeteria and towards her room to grab all the needed paperwork and the list.

“and if possible, I want to start on getting fresh food and other basic necessities shipped to the island” you finished, Ben immediately nodded at your request, writing it off on his notepad and underlining it.

“Sometimes I still can't believe my father let rotten food and garbage be their source of well…everything” Ben sighed, leaning back in his chair and holding his head.

“yeah…” you took a moment for Ben to process what was going through his mind before continuing “Because If we’re not able to get any kids off sooner than later, I want them to have a bit better of a living situation during the waiting period” Ben nodded again, sitting straight again and grabbing some of the papers Evie had revised and gone over.

“We might have to sneak around the council for some of this stuff, we all know that most of them hold a grudge against the vks for some reason, one of them being Audrey’s grandmother, and we all know what she's like” you and Evie shared a grimace.

“yeah…wait hold the phone” you waved your hands around, stopping the two from their work “Ben the council couldn’t vote on stopping the original transfer program, right? Since it was your first proclamation?” Ben nodded, leaning back a bit as a sharp grin bloomed on your face and you slammed your hands on the desk “This technically still counts as your first proclamation, they have no say on if you can or cannot bring more vks over! All we have to do is follow the steps you did last time and just…bring ‘em over! We might have some problems after that but fuck ‘em!” Ben stared at you for a moment, trying to realize what you were saying before it hit him.

“They can't vote on my first proclamation! They can only put rules on it! And since we closed ruling on it before you guys came” he pointed to Evie “they can't add any more rules! It's perfect!” “Let the bullshitting commence~!!!” you cackled. Lifting your hands in the air and spinning around “and if they try to send ‘em back because we went behind their backs, we can pull the fucking family card on ‘em!” Ben and Evie looked at you confused

“Harriet and CJ?! If they try to send them back for whatever shit reason you can just go” your voice drifted into a false light tone as you mocked Ben “ ‘oh, are you really going to send back these kids and separate a family?’ and just have Harry do that doe eye thing he does scarily well and BOOM! Six new vks here to stay~”

Evie stared at you while Ben did a mini celebration dance “(y/n) I now understand why Harry and Gil tell us not to piss you off, you are scary” you grinned at that and bowed.

“Thank you~ I do take pride in terrifying those who don’t understand my brilliance~”

Ben laughed a bit, turning back to his desk and pulling out the guardian applications “so what are we going to do about the guardians? (y/n) you mentioned something about Harriet being CJ’s guardian automatically so we wouldn’t need one for CJ?” you nodded, sitting back down in one of Bens cushy chairs.

“yeah, dunno if it’ll fully work out though so we should still pick out a guardian for her. And if it's possible, that Harriet could also be the twin's guardian, if I’m remembering correctly since Harriet is CJ’s biological guardian which in turn makes her CJ’s legal guardian, she could technically sign up to have two more kids under her name” Ben hummed slightly, shuffling through a stack of papers.

“i’mmm not sure, I think it’s possible, but what do we do about Dizzy and Sammy? They are both underage, aren’t they? And Harriet can’t be their guardian either”

you sighed, leaning back in your chair and rubbing your head “We can ask if any of the current guardians would be okay with being responsible for another vk, but I don’t know if they will go for it”

Ben glanced up at the clock and groaned “it's already almost curfew guys, I say we leave this for now and come back with fresh minds, it'll be easier to think when we're not dead tired”

“agreed” you and Evie chuckled, grabbing your things and waving Ben goodnight, walking back to your dorms.

“This is going to be a whole thing, isn’t it?” Ben sighed, shifting through the new vk applications, and Evie's two pound list, setting Harriet and CJs on top of Harry's file “but It’ll be worth it in the end”

-end of part 1-

part 1 yall~! we did it~!!!! i think to give myself some time to write the parts, ill be posting once a week, possibly on Saturdays (as to not post at the same time as @disneyfan50 because they post on Fridays with their amazing true defender fic and i don't want to possibly take away any of the stage from them that they so deserve because their writing is incredible and i’ll stop lol-) but yeah, Mini-series, here it is!!! i hope i’m doing good on the core fours characterization, and Mal’s, they are all still learning (while Carlos is a bit ahead of them because I've always seen him as the most emotionally mature) and unlearning stuff from the isle and Mal is learning to see that Uma and she arent really that different and Mal needs to stop being a hypocrite over things that Uma did that Mal did 6 months before her. :/

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gay-spaghetti · 4 years ago

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Evil Celine | Who Killed Markiplier? AU

evil celine evil celine evil celine evil celine evil celine evi-!!! ----

This is something I’ve been thinking about for a LONNNNG time, way back when WKM came out in 2017. I remember being so sure that Celine was bad. When DAMIEN came out though, I realized she wasn’t heartless, just stoic and strong!

Buuuuuut~~ this gives me the perfect opportunity me to go crazy with an AU! So what if Celine was the dastardly villain in all of this?

Here’s a summary of the AU under the cut! I’m planning to do a MAP in the near future, so keep an eye out! :D

In this AU, Mark is still a famous and wealthy actor, but he is widely beloved and rather charitable. He occasionally gets a big head, and isn’t always very modest, but he’s by no means a wicked or selfish person. He cherishes his career as an actor, and loves bringing joy to his fans. Mark is also head-over-heels for his wife Celine, a mysterious, and seemingly-magical seer. They met through her twin brother Damien, Mark’s good friend and town mayor.

Celine prides herself in her supernatural work, but unlike her husband, she views power and wealth as what’s most important. Manipulative, greedy, narcissistic, power-hungry---all accurate ways to describe her. Being extremely intelligent, she dropped out of college, viewing it as a waste of time. When her, slightly-younger, brother Damien became mayor, he introduced her to his friend Mark, a well-known celebrity. With Mark’s gorgeous looks, wealth, status, and sweet, flirtatious attitude, the two of them hit it off instantly, and got married a few years later.

After a couple of short years into their marriage, Celine realizes she’s unhappy and rather annoyed, knowing that she doesn’t really love Mark. Originally, she was going to divorce him, but she realized she didn’t want to lose all the wealth she shared with Mark---which technically all belonged to him. So to solve this problem, she resorts to killing her husband to collect the insurance money.

Celine figured this would be easy enough, but something rather bizarre and unexpected happens. After killing him, Mark just comes back to life within a few hours! The next few weeks, Celine does everything she can to end his life. She stabs him, drowns him, chokes him, poisons him, shoots him, and much more, but nothing is successful. He just wont stay dead.

During these attempted murders, Mark is scared and extremely confused, having no idea that Celine is the one doing this. He doesn’t even realize that he’s actually dying and repeatedly coming back. He goes to his dear friend and butler, Ben, to vent his fears and frustrations, going to Celine for comfort too, but she just tells him that these are all simple nightmares. Of course, that doesn’t convince him. Cuts, bruises, gunshot wounds, occasionally choking up water, and other sorts of horrible things are not typically symptoms of bad dreams.

Finally, Mark somewhat realizes what’s happening here. At the very least, he recognizes that his beloved wife is the cause. Celine attempts to kill him yet again, but this time, he was expecting it. After a fight and a loud argument, Mark forces her to leave his home. She happily leaves, finally revealing how she truly feels about Mark. Not only that, but just a week or so later, she gets together with Mark’s friend Colonel William, who thinks Celine and Mark just divorced.

Stricken with agonizing grief, anger, horror, and anguish, Mark soon devises a plan to get back at his sickeningly evil wife. This plan....is the poker party plan.... but with a few differences.

Being corrupted by heartbreak and the dark influences of the manor, Mark’s scheme is cold and twisted. Not wanting an actual officer or detective to be involved in this, he hires a good friend he met in college, a fellow drama student and actor named Abe, to pretend to be a detective. Their plan was to expose Celine's horrid actions to her brother, and all of Mark’s friends. Ultimately, Mark was going to make sure that Celine “died” in that house, so she could feel exactly what he went through.

Things... don’t exactly go the way they were intended though.

Celine, Damien, William, and the DA are all invited to the poker party, with Chef and Butler Ben attending as well (Obviously). The plan kicks off with DA finding Mark’s dead body. Most of the same things occur; tensions rise, accusations are made, weird happenings from the house, and more, but this time, Celine is there from the start, and Abe is in on it. Also, the scene in the wine cellar does not happen.

When Celine starts getting rightfully accused, William throws a wrench into things by repeatedly standing up for her, to the point where he and Abe start shouting and pointing guns at each other.

After hours of intensity, high tensions, and strange evil from the house, Celine attempts to put a stop to this. She goes into that small room with her brother, finally being able to recognize the dark powers lying within the mansion. She figures out what Mark is trying to do, and she tries to end it with her dark magic. Damien is scared, confused, and beyond worried.

Meanwhile, Abe hurries to the room to prevent Celine from stopping Mark’s plan, but William blocks him, wholeheartedly believing that his love is innocent. A loud and angry argument ensues, which leaves both men dead. William, a soldier of war, shoots Abe in the chest. Abe, a simple actor with not as much experience with guns as the Colonel, shoots William in reaction to being shot, getting him right in the head. Of course, he dies instantly, and Abe dies just a few minutes after, completely horrified by his actions and the overall situation. The DA is just as, if not more, horrified, having just seen two people kill each other.

While that happens, Celine is performing her wicked magic, her goal being to end Mark for good. She realizes though that for this particular spell to work, she needs a sacrifice. So, being the cold-hearted person that she is, she kills Damien---someone who loved and trusted her. This backfires, and the manor’s evil is proven to be more powerful than Celine. She, along with her brother, turn into the entity called Dark (Dark’s appearance more resembles Celine in this AU). In a confrontation between Dark and Mark in a black, endless void, Mark uses Celine’s life energy to heal his broken body, although scars still cover his form. He shames and condemns Celine for what she’s done, expressing his sorrow for Damien, and the rest of his friends, as he only intended for Celine to suffer. With that, Mark escapes his mansion for good.

The dust settles.... and the manor is quiet. The groundskeeper, butler, and chef, are all long gone, and death overcomes the building. Panicked, confused, and traumatized, DA leaves the manor, but is surprised to find Mark outside! Seeing the pain the DA went through, Mark is shocked, and even feels guilty. He apologizes, and comforts and reassures them, offering his friendship. Still wildly baffled, and a little hesitant, DA accepts.

Back inside the manor, around 15 hours after Mark and the DA leave, Abe and William awaken from their death. They are BEYOND puzzled and definitely traumatized. Stricken with uncertainty and insanity, the two leave together. Dark leaves too, but she makes sure she is not seen. Her quest to successfully kill Mark is nowhere near over.

Over the decades, Mark continues his acting career, but also starts directing! DA is along for the ride, and the two of them, now close friends, get into all sorts of shenanigans and strange adventures.

Abe and Will do as well, but this time, as friends, not enemies. They both lean into their insanity in their own way. They both suffer through it, but Will eventually starts to embrace is, and Abe is stuck feeling traumatized and helpless. As shown above, they become performers together to find purpose. Will becomes a joyful clown, and Abe becomes an anxious and sorrowful mime.

This Dark is very similar to canon Dark, but is way more evil and harsh. She’ll occasionally stick around with William (now Wilford), but is more often than not trying to sabotage Mark and DA’s adventures and shows.

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So that’s my AU!! I know that’s a LOT of information.... oof :3 I really hope y’all like it! Feel free to ask me questions about it, draw art, and even suggest ideas for it!

Again, I plan to host an animated MAP for this AU, so keep a lookout for that!

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mrs-maximoff-kenner · 3 years ago

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After The Fall

This last of my angsty posts (for right now) is for @elijahs-wife 1k writing challenge 😊 This is a 40's Bucky Barnes x Evelyn (who is a new oc!) I had the prompt from Taylor Swift's song Cardigan "to kiss in cars and downtown bars/ was all we needed/ you drew stars around my scars/ but now I'm bleedin". The prompt will be in italics 😊

I need to add a trigger warning here that there are implications/mentions of past and future self harm. Please do not read if this will upset you or hurt you in any way!

To kiss in cars and downtown bars

Was all we needed

Evelyn laughed, throwing her head back as Bucky led her out of the bar. They had decided to go out for drinks tonight before going dancing at their usual spot. Buck opened the car door and helped her in before running around to the other side and getting in himself. Evelyn smiled before leaning over to kiss his cheek. At the last second though he turned his head and met her lips with his own. His thumb coming up to run along her cheekbone. After a few seconds they both settled back into their respective seats and set off to the Jazz Club.

You drew stars around my scars

Evelyn and Bucky laid in bed. She was on her stomach, half draped across his chest. Earlier that night he had given her the ring, knowing he wanted her to have it before he shipped out in the morning. He needed her to have something good to think about while he was gone. Evelyn had been running her hand up and down his abs until he caught her wrist. He kissed her knuckles before turning her hand over and drawing invisible patterns around the scars on her arm. She hummed in contentment, eyes fluttering closed. Bucky hated to bring it up but he knew he had to. He needed to be sure.

"Evie baby?"

Evelyn just hummed again in response but he knew she was listening.

"No new ones," he tapped one of her scars, "You promise?"

Evie opened her eyes and looked up to meet his. They were full of concern but also love. So much love. All for her.

"No new ones. I promise."

But now I'm bleedin

Evelyn was sitting on the bed. Their bed. Looking down at her ring. She had just finished speaking to Steve. Or had she spoken to Steve hours ago. It was daytime when he knocked on her door. It's black outside now. He's gone. James. Bucky… is gone. Fell from a moving train. He wasn't coming home to her. She slowly stood up and moved to the bathroom. Nothing felt real. Glancing in the mirror Evil saw her eyes, red and swollen from crying with fresh tears still forming. She couldn't feel the tears though. She couldn't feel the pain. When she stopped speaking to Steve she stopped… feeling things. Why couldn't she feel anything? She needed to feel something because this void of...nothingness… it would swallow her.

Evelyn looked around the bathroom until she spotted it. Bucky's straight razor. Picking it up she lifted her arm as well, glancing at the old scars that her lover used to trace so delicately.

"No new ones Buck. I promise."

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whatshername-please · 4 years ago

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Out of the Water - Chapter V

Synopsis: You were very proud to be a mermaid, thank you very much. You didn’t want to be where the people were. Actually, you’d rather avoid it. Defending the merfolk was the biggest goal in your life… well, it was until you meet a certain pirate… it seems that your family really had a thing for humans, after all. Not that you’d ever admit it…

Pairing: Harry x reader

Word count: 4514

Part 5 of ?

Warnings: none? Possibly grammar mistakes? Also, some cuss words

A/N: English isn’t my first language, so I’ll probably mess up some tenses, grammar and stuff. Go easy on me, please. Feedback is always appreciated.

The sun was fading away in the horizon and soon it would be dark and, as you walked, you wondered why everything in this damned kingdom had to be so far away? Didn't they have magic carpets or something like that? Besides, since it was getting darker by the second, the sense of urgency was growing too. You had the feeling that Audrey was just playing with you - she obviously knew where you were, so why she didn't make a move yet? It was like a cat and mouse game and you were the mice heading towards a trap. Also, Mal having the Amber did not put your mind at ease since you didn't have the advantage.

You were literally entering to the lion's lair willingly.

"What happened between you and Hook?" You raised an eyebrow and Evie, who had come to talk to you, explained. "We heard the screaming. I know he can be difficult to deal with, but soon we'll all be in Auradon together".

Evie was way too good for this world, wasn't she? You didn't have the heart to contradict her or tell the atrocity the pirate had done to you.

"I know, sweetie. Don't worry, I'll try to be civil, even if the person in question is an utterly jerk who deserves a punch".

She sighed, looking almost disappointed. Obviously, you didn't give the answer she was hoping for but honestly, what was she expecting from you? Moreover, your response was nice enough, considering Harry was annoying and a water thief.

"That's a beginning, I suppose. But I think we can work on the aggressive attitude, though" she said with a shrug.

Oh, maybe you should have skipped the punching part... If she thought that was violent, you hoped she never found out that you almost chopped Harry's finger off, then.

As the time passed you grew impatient, it was already night and no one was in a chatty mood anymore. As for you, you've never wished for a day to end so fast and, on top of that, something else was bothering you and it was not the perspective of facing Psycho Audrey. Maybe it was the fact that once everything was over, Mal would let the kids off the Isle (it was what she had promised, after all). However, as much as you want to believe her, you had your doubts. Either way, nothing would ever be the same.

Finally, you arrived at Fairy Cottage and crossed the garden very quietly, trying not to draw attention to yourselves. When you finally got at the building, Ben burst the door open.

Great way to go unnoticed.

However, in the end, it didn't matter because Audrey wasn't there and your little journey had been a waste of time, thereby she was still on the loose and you had no one idea where she could be or what she was planning to do (but whatever it was, it would be unpleasant). Suddenly, the sound of a bustling knock filled the air startling everybody. Ben followed the source of the disturbence and discovered a very scared Chad locked in the pantry.

The poor thing looked completely distressed and hysterical and, soon after, he mumbled some nonsense and rushed off without a second thought.

"Well, at least he is pretty" you said out loud. How Cinderela could have had such a foolish son was beyond your comprehension, but his golden locks made up for the lack of discernment.

Harry laughed and the clumsy encounter with Chad lifted everyone's spirit and, when you left the Cottage, there weren't Mal's gang or Uma's crew anymore, just friends trying to save the world. Even if you were all doomed; at least you'd end up things in good terms.

Yeah, that's what you naively thought.

Evie told Ben about Mal's promise and apparently Mal had had other plans that she didn't bother sharing with anyone: she was going to close the barrier for good. No more in, no more out.

Nothing serious or extreme.

No reason to freak out...

Holly shit!

You felt like a fool!

Just to think that you gave your word to Harry and Gil that Ben wouldn't do that! You were so mad that you couldn't even talk and it never happened before! Also, you didn't have the heart to face Uma, not after you said to her things were changing for the better. You knew how Uma pretended to be tough, but right now her spirit had been shattered...

Harry confronted Ben about the lie and you thought he'd lose his shit and gut someone, but he just looked completely broken, like someone had taken away his will to fight. Even though Harry and Uma knew pain and betrayal, they didn't expect this. They trusted the people of Auradon were different and they were let down.

Things weren't suppose to go this way! You wanted to do something! Anything! But what?

It was then that Celia took the amber from Mal's hand and threw it into the water. Well, if you were screwed before, now you were hopeless. At least it was for a good cause, if people in Auradon thought their lives were worthier than the life of the inhabitants of the Isle, let them rot. You couldn't even be mad at Uma for leaving since that was what you wanted to do too, but you knew there was nothing you could do to help her in this moment. Actually, you knew Uma well enough to know that going after her would only bother her.

The words Harry said to you earlier about Auradon's privilege echoed in your mind and you couldn't stay put anymore.

"I know this is not my place to say something. I mean, most of the time I'm not even here, I'm not a VK and closing the barrier doesn't affect my life... but it does. It does because there are people there, good people destined to live a dreadful life just because they were born on that Isle! People in Auradon have been living their perfect little lives where everything is pretty and colorful while we claim to be the good guys, but what we have done to the villains and their kids is atrocious! There will always be good and evil, that's how life works and we can't run away from it. Deciding which path to follow is what defines someone's true self, but in order to make this decision we need to have a chance. Mal, you of all people should know that, you had a chance and now that your life is good you want to deny those children the same opportunity? From this day on, every time you play 'happily ever after' with your prince charming, know that you are doing it at the expense of a child on that Isle"

You wish you had heard Mal's reply, but as soon as you finished talking, the world froze.

_______

Legend says that you were indeed the hottest stone statue in Auradon, but it didn't soothe you a bit. To say you were pissed was not nearly enough to express what you were feeling right now. If Audrey weren't already dying, you would have gladly killed her yourself. The only reason why you were still in the awful human world was Uma... this, and also because becoming stone had consumed all your energies and right now you were way too busy drinking a huge bottle of salted water to not die of dehydration.

Your grandfather would have to choose another diplomat because you were never ever setting foot on land again.

Maybe, if you weren't so angry, you would have choked on your drink when Mal told Hades was her father.

It explained a lot about her, though.

So, Hades, Mal's father, was the only one who could save Audrey and they were going to fetch him on the Isle to help the dying girl. Oh! The double standard! When a kid from Auradon curses everybody is "a mistake", but if someone from the Isle does that is "they are too dangerous, let's lock them up forever". Is it fair? No. Does anyone care? Also no.

You thought it couldn't get any worse, but boy, you were wrong. Uma just said she was going back to the Isle, which was pretty understandable and expected, but you had one itty-bitty tiny hope that she would stay.

Oh, on top of that, everyone accepted Mal and Ben's selfish decision to close the barrier. You scoffed under your breath, salted water wasn't enough to deal with all this, you needed something stronger, like vodka. The good thing was, since everyone was leaving and your cousins were safe, you had no more business in the human world and you took your cue from the VKs to announce your own departure too.

You waited for the limo alongside Uma, Harry, Gil and Celia, the atmosphere was tense, and you had seen happier people at funerals.

"I thought you were going back to Atlantica" the teal haired girl said, breaking the overwhelming silence.

"I'll go with you... until we reach the barrier, at least" your voice was more hoarse than you expected it to.

"Yeah, don't want to risk getting trapped, right?" If this was supposed to be a mean comment, Harry had failed; he just sounded sad, like everyone else. The pirate wasn't expecting an answer but you gave him one, anyway.

"I wouldn't mind going to the Isle, but there is no magic there and no magic means no legs for me, so you would be stuck with a mermaid... unless you don't care to carry me around..." you half-joked.

The car finally arrived and you got into it. It was nice that Ben sent the limo to pick up the VKs, and the guard's vehicle was going ahead, probably to go find Hades. There was all sorts of food in the limo, but no one touched them because all of you were way too lost in your own minds to be hungry. As you were approaching the Isle the unsettling feeling in your stomach grew worst and there was definitely something wrong with your eyes. Just before the car crossed the barrier, you asked the driver to stop. For one second, it seemed he would argue against it, but you gave him a warning look, since you weren't in the mood for more useless fights.

"Uma, can we talk outside for one second, please?" you asked.

You two got out of the car and, as soon as Uma closed the door, you hugged her.

"I'm sorry, Uma. I'm so sorry" the only thing you could do was to repeat how sorry you were, but you knew your apologies didn't change anything.

"I know" she reassured you, looking in your eyes "It's not your fault, you shouldn't be apologizing".

"Someone has to" you said, your felt so tight in your chest that hurt. Then, Uma smiled and hold your hand.

"Thanks for everything you've done for me. I don't know how I would have gone through the past months without you"

"You'd have done just fine, you're a fighter" it was now or never, you lowered your voice so even if someone in the car was paying attention to the conversation, they wouldn't hear you "You can still change your mind, let's go back to Atlantica and, before you interrupt me, Harry and Gil can come too. I have no idea how this is going to work but we'll figure it out" you offered her - you had to try.

"You know I can't abandon the Isle, speacially now" her eyes were full of sorrow, she knew exactly what meant to go back "Maybe you can swim near the barrier so we can see each other from time to time".

You knew she would say that, but it didn't mean it hurt any less.

"Definitely!" you tried to sound cheerful, but the words that left your mouth were robotic and fake "We'll see each other again".

This was a lie, even if you saw each other it would never be the same. The realization hit you hard and that weird feeling that you had in the car, finally made sense when streams of salt water started falling from your eyes.

"I'm leaking!" you freaked out "What is that?! I'm leaking!"

"You're crying, you idiot" she laughed, her eyes watering too.

"Nonsense, mermaids don..." before you could complete the sentence, Uma hugged you again, which made you start crying even harder.

No, not crying, leaking.

"I promise, Uma. I'll not stop fighting for the Isle. I'll talk to Mal, Ben or whoever I must to! They will change their minds, even if, in order to do so, I have to summon up the wrath of the ocean upon them".

You didn't know how long you two stayed crying in each others arms but a voice with a thick accent called both of you after a while.

"Are you ladies alright?" Harry asked. The pirate and Gil were standing there next to both of you. The dark haired boy had a hint of curiosity on his face but he knew better than to tease his captain.

You two pulled away from the hug, Uma looked slightly embarassed to get caught in such an emotional moment.

"I can't believe I'm leaking" you said while trying to wipe away the tears from your eyes; however, they insisted on falling down.

This was so awkward.

"You're not leaking, you're crying" Gil's brow furrowed "Don't you know what crying is?"

"Yes, I do... it's just I've never cried before..." you said between sobs.

"Wow, life in Auradon must be really perfect if people don't even cry here" for the firts time since you met him, he sounded sad. The boy was probably thinking about all the opportunities he would never have in Auradon because he was destined to live on the Isle forever.

They took away Gil's bright smile and you could not forgive that.

"It's not that... I live in the sea, tears don't fall when you are under water" you explained, finally calming down.

"Maybe the ocean is just a big pool of mermaid's tears." Gil said absently, eyeing the vast blue ocean in front of him and you couldn't help but hug the blonde boy too.

The Sea Bitch was such a softie.

"It was a pleasure to meet you, Gil. I wish we had more time to know each other better, but I know for sure that you're loyal, brave and gentle. I hope you are very happy. You deserve it".

You broke apart short after and Gil seemed very touched by your words.

"Thanks... that was one of nicest things that someone ever said to me" he offered you a shy smile "I wish you the same".

You looked at Harry, who looked back right into your eyes. You stared at each other until you hold out your hand, which he accepted. It was weird, Harry Hook has gotten on your nerves since the very first moment you met. He was smug, annoying and a little crazy, but at the same time he was very funny and fearless, qualities that you admired. You wanted to say something, but before you could open your mouth he let go of your hand.

That was it, then.

You also said goodbye to Celia and wished her the best. Then, the VKs got into the car again and, since Harry was the last one standing outside, you took the chance to ask him a favor.

"Please, take care of Uma"

His face broke into small smile and he nodded slightly.

You watched with a shattered heart the limo cross the barrier, taking away your friends from you forever.

There was nothing else you could do, so you jumped into the ocean and disappeared between the waves.

Not an hour ago all you wanted was to be back home, but now everything seemed pointless. For the last months Uma lived in Atlantica and going back without her gave you a knot in the stomach, things wouldn't be the same anymore without your friend there. The two of you used to spend hours plotting ways to get everyone off the Isle, finding a hole in the barrier or just talking about the future... and now you had nothing but crushed hopes. Of course you wouldn't give up, but you felt like you had moved backwards 10 spaces in the game, you fought for the merfolk on the Isle for so long and when it finally seemed that everything was going to be fine, it was a lie.

You were so absorbed in your thoughts that you didn't pay attention to where you were heading, which caused you to bump into your mother and younger brother.

"Where have you been"? Attina asked, her voice was somewhere between angry and concerned, but it was impossible to miss the vein popping out on her forehead "I was worried sick about you!"

"Sorry mom, I was in Auradon" you told her, knowing very well that this answer would only upset her more because there was no way she hadn't hear about Audrey and her little mishap.

"Auradon?!" The look of horror on her face made clear that she knew about what happened and wasn't happy about it. If humans thought you were hardcore, it was because they never talked to your mother "Do you know what Sleeping Beauty's daughter did?"

If you knew? You lived and survived it.

"I heard even Uma was there! Your grandfather was almost sending guards to look for you and your cousins! What happened?"

"Did you finally meet Uma, then?" your brother, Nereus, joined the conversation. He didn't know anything about Uma or that you two were friends. Also, he had no idea that he had talked to her many times when she was under the charm spell.

Then, your mother called by your full name, which never meant something good.

"You weren't there in hopes to befriend Ursula's daughter and bring all the merfolk from the Isle to Atlatica, were you?" Your mother knew you so well... and she wasn't happy.

"Of course not, mom..." I'm already friends with Uma, you added mentally.

Before she started complaining, you explained everything that happened that day (ok, almost everything, you definitely skipped some parts). Her disapproval face grew to the point her vein was ready to explode, while your brother gasped and cheered at the most exciting parts, as you told the story. Under other circumstances you would have narrated the events in a dramatic and majestic way, not sparing any single detail; however, it was way too painful to remember that was your first and last adventure with Uma and her crew.

"Will they close the barrier forever for real?" Nereus asked and, when you nodded, he offered you a sympathetic smile. He knew how much you fought for the merpeople on the Isle.

Your mother, on the other hand, had other things bothering her.

"So, you tell me that they let a bunch of kids fight against a delusional girl who held one of the most dangerous tools of dark magic in the kingdom? Where were Fairy Godmother, the Blue Fairy, the 3 Good Fairies? You can't trust fairies, that's what I always say to your grandfather! Where were Belle and the Beast? Any adults?!" as she talked, her voice got more and more high-pitched, until she was practically shouting.

"They were probably under Audrey's spell" you enlightned her, even knowing that it would not ease her mind one bit.

"That's an absurd! How can we trust our kids to go to Auradon Prep if they can't keep the security system of a museum working properly?!"

You and your brother exchanged looks. Although your mother had a valid point, you didn't want to hear any of it, which was odd, because you never missed the opportunity to roast the human world.

Claiming to be tired, you excused yourself and swam to your room and, as soon as you got there, you glanced at the spot where Uma would used to stay, knowing that you'd probably never talk to her again. You felt like someone was crushing your heart and if you weren't under the sea, tears would be rolling down your face. You lay on the bed, trying to stop thinking about Uma, the Isle and everything. It was a good thing that you were exhausted, so you soon fell into a dreamless sleep.

You weren't sure how much time had passed, but, suddenly, you were woken by someone knocking on your door. You cursed under your breath, who, in the seven seas, was disturbing you right now? Not even bothering to look up, you invited whoever was at your door to come in, you heard them entering and closing the door and, after a moment, you felt the weight of someone sitting on your bed.

They coughed and you recognized the deep voice that belonged to none other than your grandfather, King Triton.

"Grandpa!" you sat up quickly and hugged him.

"Hello, my dear" everyone feared your grandfather for he had quite a dauntless reputation (even you had to admit that he was frightening sometimes), also, his temper was known in all Auradon. However, when he looked at you with those gentle eyes, you forgot he was the King of the ocean, in these moments he was just your grandfather and you fell protected and loved near him.

"Oh grandpa, it was dreadful and I'm misarable" you hugged him again, hiding your face on his neck.

"Your mother told me what happened and that King Ben wants to close the barrier" his voice was so calm that it was difficult to imagine that when he was angry he could create storms and tsunamis.

"That's horrible. I feel so powerless and guilty! I know most of people think everyone in the Isle is evil but that's not true! They are kind and loyal and they don't deserve to be doomed to perish in that place! You should have seem their faces when Mal told them the program had been shut down" your grandfather wasn't know for his love for villains, everytime someone brought Ursula up he got riled up and changed the subject quickly, but you needed to speak out.

"And who are 'they' that you're talking about?" he asked, stroking you hair softly to confort you.

"You know... Celia, Gil, Harry... and Uma" you were nervous to talk about Uma with him. Actually, despite him knowing that you were in charge for her "search party" you have never discussed that you wanted to bring her to Atlantica, even more that you had brought her to the palace clandestinely and that she lived under his roof for months.

"Uma?" his voice was stern when he said your friend's name.

"Grandpa" you straightned up and looked him in the eye "I know it must be hard for you because Ursula caused great pain to our family but Uma has nothing to do with it, she is brave, smart and care so much about other people. She had the chance to stay in Auradon but she came back to the Isle because she couldn't abandon them! She might has taken some questionable decisions, but who hasn't? She was fighting for what she believed was right! Isn't it what you taught me?"

King Triton furrowed his brows; the wrinkles in his forehead were visible which could only mean he was deliberating something.

"You do seem to know a lot about her" he said after a while, his voice and face were severe and you swallowed... this conversation was taking a dangerous path.

"Well... I..."

Before you could finish the sentence, your grandfather cut you off.

"I know what you did"

You froze, he couldn't possibly be talking about Uma living in Atlantica. There was no way he knew that, if he had had any suspicion of what you did, he would have been beyond furious, so you tried to play cool.

"What are you talking about, grandpa?"

He raised an eyebrow and sighed.

"I know you brought Uma to live here in Atlantica"

And then you died.

The end.

Oh wait.

You weren't dead... but you were sure your grandfather just told you that he knew about Uma... Something was terribly wrong. He probably noticed your bulging eyes and horrified expression because he elucidated soon after.

"I raised seven daughters, my darling. I don't need my trident to see through a charm spell and a lie" it was weird, his voice was strangely serene and he looked slightly amused.

"But... how... like... why... Aren't you angry?" there weren't enough words to describe your shock right now.

"I learned to trust the people I love a long time ago, even when we don't agree on the subject." his tone was solemn and wise and it made you feel so small and pathetic because you knew you had disappointed him.

"I'm sorry, grandpa.... I'm sorry that I lied to you and that I disappointed you, but I'm not sorry for what I did" you didn't have the courage to look him in the eyes, but he lifted up your face and smiled.

"You didn't disappoint me. I trusted you enough to let you do what you thought was right, that was what I taught you. And considering everything I saw in the last months, I believe Uma is a good girl and I'm glad you're friends"

You returned his smile, not in your wildest dreams you thought your grandfather would understand this and it made you so glad how supportive and understanding he was about everything.

"I'm sorry for lying to you! I won't do it again" you promised him.

"You're young, you will" he laughed it off "But trust me when I say that I'll be by your side no matter what"

Everything should be perfect; however, there were a bitter feeling in your mouth and a knot in the pit of your stomach that you couldn't get rid of. In the end, it didn't matter if your grandfather trusted Uma or not, because she would be trapped on the Isle forever.

"So… I think I need your help" you bit your lip, uncertain of how to say it "We can't let them close the barrier for good, but I don't know what to do!"

"Don't worry, I promised I'll talk to King Ben about this. They can't just close the barrier like this without measuring the consequences" he reassured you "Now, rest, my darling. You had a long day"

He got up and swan towards your door, but before leaving he turned his head and said.

"Otherwise, you have my permission to summon up the wrath of the ocean upon them" he winked at you and left.

"Wait" you whispered to yourself "How does he even know?"

And then it hit you.

"SEBASTIAN!"

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Getting away with it (9/?)

Summary: August Walker was dead. At least that’s what people believed for almost 2 years. When the CIA found reason to believe that he was alive they made it their top priority to find him. Including sending one of their best female agents to recruit his twin brother. Walter Marshall.

Pairing: August Walker x Reader (Walker) + Walter Marshall x Reader (Walker)

Warnings: angst, so much angst. and smut

Wordcount: 2.548

A/N: This is the chapter i’ve been dreading on writing but at the same time it’s the one I’m proudest of.

Masterlist

Part 1 >> Part 2 >> Part 3 >> Part 4 >> Part 5 >> Part 6 >> Part 7 >> Part 8

The first couple of days it was weird coming home to an empty house. Without Marshall sitting on her couch, her patio, the kitchen counter, a file in front of him, making notes. A part of her was scared about the way he was looking at her when he though she wasn’t watching. The bigger part of her was scared of herself for slowly but steadily leaving him to see more of her.

When she met August it had take months for them to warm up to each other. Yes. There was something between them from the very first time they met but she knew how dangerous he was. A part of her always knew how dangerous he was. She never doubted that he loved her. In his own way. And maybe, because she was falling hard for him, she could have lived with his way of loving her.

But with Walter… What they had, if they had something, was easy. She always felt like she had to work for affection from August. Even more after Evie was born and he seemed to spend all his time with her when he was home. More than once she had found him asleep with Baby Evie on his chest in their bedroom when she got to bed at night. A picture burned into her mind, she couldn’t erase. The same man tried to kill millions of people only a couple months after. Shaking her head she called for Evie. It was Friday and Walker was due for a short briefing at HQ after she brought Evie to kindergarten. Her mother would pick her up after so Walker could work on her other cases.

The same time, outside hidden behind a large tree in the garden

August couldn’t believe how big Evie had gotten in the time he was away. His little girl smiled as she ran towards Walker in her blue dress. Her curly hair bouncing with every step she took. Walker picked her up and twirled them around, kissing her on top of her head before she set her down. A part of him wanted to just walk in and hug her. But after he took a closer look the night before in the house, the security system didn’t do anything to keep him out, he was pretty sure that Evie would have no idea who he was.

No pictures, no reminder of him remained in this new house Walker was now living in. He had spend hours in the dark of the house walking around, watching first Evie sleep and then Walker. How her silky skin was like an invitation for him to touch. He was hard only thinking about how close he was to her. But there was a part of him that was furious she just erased him from her life. His daughter's life, like he never existed .He knew she would not understand his way of thinking. Walker always had been one of this positive minds who only saw the good in the world, even with the job she did. A part of him was jealous of this part of her. He tried hard in the beginning to think like her. But when she saw the positive side of things, he always find a negative side. August saw them leave, the door closing behind them as Walker probably brought Evie to Kindergarten. He saw in her calendar in her phone that she had a light briefing at HQ today. That would give him enough time to search for the files in her office he was looking for. Years ago they had taken in a scientist who had a similar worldview to August’s. He had wanted to release Anthrax in New York city. Walker and August had caught him just before he succeeded, taking him into custody. August didn’t know where he was being held at the moment, but he knew Walker had the files. And he would need him for what he was planning because he had no fucking clue about how to handle Anthrax without killing himself. And maybe… Maybe he would have a talk with his wife when she got back.

The same day, later

The briefing had lasted only an hour, giving Walker enough time to go buy some groceries. She had promised to bake cookies with Evie this weekend. Deactivating the security system when she walked in she took the bags with the groceries and set them down on the kitchen island. Going back to the hallway she pulled of her shoes, pulling her hair into a bun on her way back into the kitchen. Something made her stop in her tracks. A smell. She wasn’t sure if her mind was playing tricks with her, but she slowly walked back into the kitchen, opening the cupboard on the top to get her gun. It was gone. Closing her eyes she breathed in deep, trying to calm her nerves.

“I like what you did with your hair.” She heard his voice. Too close. A million thoughts ran through her head before she slowly turned around. He was standing in the doorway, his arms crossed in front of his broad chest. He was clean shaven, his hair a bit longer. There were faint scars on his cheek. She could see that he was on edge, his jaw tense as his stormy eyes seemed to fixate her on the spot. He would have pinned her down before she could run to the basement. He was much stronger than her, but maybe if she took one of the knives from the kitchen…

They just looked at each other. Walker breathed calmly as she looked at her dead husband.

“What are you doing here August?” She finally asked.

“Visiting my family. Though I got the impression my daughter wouldn’t know who I am if she saw me.” He said calmly.

“Who is that guy she keeps drawing? Are you cheating on me Wifey?” He asked coldly.

“Last time I checked I was a widow.” Walker said. She couldn’t show any fear. He knew her better than anyone else. Yet.

August chuckled at that.

“Is he living with you? I saw the guestroom in the basement is used…” He began to walk towards her.

“Maybe I have a toyboy living with me who fucks me three times a day.” She smirked at him. He laughed an evil laugh.

“You haven’t been fucked since I left for London.”

“What are you doing here August?” She repeated, not leaving the space she was standing at. If he would try something to kill her she would just take the pan that was standing on the counter behind her to crush his skull.

“Would you believe me if I say that I wanted to see you?” He asked. Slowly her head tilted up as he got closer before he stopped right in front of her. He wasn’t touching her in any way. His familiar cologne making it’s way into her nose. That was what she smelled when she got into the house earlier.

“No.” She said as she glared up at him. A smile sneaked to his face. A smile she had seen a million times that went right to her core.

“Good. Because I’m here to fuck you.” He whispered before he kissed her hard. Her first instinct was to shove against him, bite hardly into his lip drawing blood. But when his arms closed around her and he pushed his tongue in between of her lips, her hatred weakened.

“Say you missed me…” He whispered against her lips, as his hand made contact with the naked skin on her back as it sneaked under her shirt. She swallowed, her resistance weakening.

“I’ve been planing how to kill you ever since I found out your alive…” She coldly said looking up at him.

“Something changed…” He said as he looked down at her, opening her bra.

“You fucking changed me you Asshole.” She shoved against his chest. His eyes got darker.

“You broke my fucking heart. I loved you. I wanted to spend my life with you and all you did was lie.” She shoved against him again, now with more strength. She was getting furious.

“What is going on in that twisted head of yours? You think you can come back and just fuck me?” She felt the tears in her eyes. Shoving at him again he took a step back, but still not letting go of his grip around her, his fingers running featherlight touches on her back that made it hard to think.

“I knew you wouldn’t understand…” He said calmly.

“I wish you died on that mountain.” She growled. He looked at her like she just had slapped him. She took a step towards him. Her chest pressing against his. She could see that it would only take the wrong word to make him snap. And against all odds, against everything, she wanted him to snap.

“I wish I never met you.” He growled back.

“Liar. You love me.” She grinned up at him. The ripping of fabric was the next thing she heard as he turned her around and pushed her against the kitchen island. He bit into her bottom lip almost drawing blood as she pulled at his shirt, buttons flying everywhere as he ripped her shirt from her skin. Moaning when she felt his cock brush over her pelvis.

“Fuck yes I love you.” He growled against her lips.

“That’s why I am doing it. Because I fucking love you.” His lips wandered to her naked shoulder, biting into it, making her moan as he marked her.

“You want to kill half of the world because you love me?” She asked breathless, her hands exploring his muscular back. It felt familiar. And a part of her was craving it. His touch. How he could make her feel things she never did before.

“I would kill every living person in this world to make sure you’re safe.” He groaned. She closed her eyes as his mouth closed around her nipple, his teeth pulling at it. Breathing hard she made quick work of his belt, opening his pants. Her hand grabbing his hard cock.

“You don’t know a single thing about me August.” She whimpered. He opened her pants, one of his hand going into her panties, finding her soaked.

“I know enough.” He growled before he turned her around and pushed her chest down against the counter.

“You know nothing, August.” She moaned as he shoved her pants down. Slapping her ass hard.

“If I had more time I would make sure you feel me for days. Everytime you try to sit down.” He said, as his hand slapped her ass again. Hard. The burn of her skin clouding her mind. His other hand grabbed her by the hair and brought her up.

“Did you touch yourself at night thinking about me?” He whispered against her ear, as he continued to spank her.

“Did you try to make yourself cum as hard as I can?” He whispered again, shoving two fingers inside of her. She bit her lip, hearing him chuckle as he scissored his fingers inside of her, going straight for her weak spot. He moved his fingers inside of her quickly, his lips sucking hard on the skin on her neck. He wanted to mark her, he always did. Trying to pull away from him he slapped her ass again before he now pushed three fingers inside of her, making her scream. His thump dipped into her asshole as he kept stroking her G-Spot.

“I know you want to cum….” He whispered against her ear. His hand left her hair and pushed her down on the counter again, his fingers leaving her. The next thing she felt was the tip of his cock teasing her pussy.

Ramming into her in one fluent motion they both moaned loudly. Pain clouded her mind only for a short time before he began to move. Holding on to the counter she closed her eyes, her cheek laying on the counter as he let him have his way. Everything in her mind screamed that she should stop this, that this was wrong, but her body, her heart, was betraying her. She needed this. A part of her needed this. A not rationally thinking part of her needed this. She felt the growing sensation of her climax building inside of her as he fucked her from behind. His grunts filling the room. He slapped her ass again, she was sure she would get bruises.

“Did you miss this cock? Miss how I fuck you?” He groaned as he thrusted deeper. She kept her mouth shut, focussing on only the pleasure he was giving her. The long lost but familiar feeling of her climax made her almost pass out as her muscles clenched around his long cock, making her cry because of the sheer force of the feelings inside of her. His hand in her neck kept her pinned to the counter as he continued to fuck her hard. Suddenly Walter came to her mind. How he prepared breakfast in the morning for her and Evie at this very counter she let her terrorist husband fuck her senseless. Breathing hard she shook her head.

“Stop.” She whimpered, tears springing to her eyes. He didn’t hear her.

“August, Stop.” She said louder, trying to push herself up from the counter he was still pushing her against. He only strengthened his grip, not slowing down.

“Glitter.” She sobbed loud and clearly. August stopped immediately pulling out of her. She almost fell on her knees as she pushed herself away from him to the other side of the room. Pulling her pants up. Sinking down hugging her knees in the corner of the room, she cried. Ashamed.

“You never used your safeword.” August said quietly. Looking up at him, she only shook her head at his confused face.

“Get the fuck out of my house August.” She said weakly. She watched him as he pulled his pants up, searching for his shirt.

“And better pray that I won’t see you again, because I will kill you for what you did.” She called after him as he walked out in the hallway. He stopped only briefly, looking over his shoulder, before he finally left her.

In the moment the door closed after him Walker broke down, sobbing. She hyperventilated, falling into a full blown panic attack. With her hand on the ground she tried to calm her breathing. Shaking her head she felt ashamed of herself. she could have killed him. Brought him to justice. Instead she let him fuck her like a whore.

She didn’t know how long she just sat there crying before she heard her phone ring. Slowly getting up from the floor she walked over to where her phone was laying.

She felt new tears building in her eyes as she connected the call.

“Walker?” She heard Marshall’s voice. With her lips trembling she sank down on the floor again.

“Is everything okay?” He asked, concern in his voice when he only heard her shaking breath on the phone. She swallowed.

“August was here…” She whispered under her breath.

#fanfiction #fanfic #August walker #walter marshall #walter marshall x reader #august walker x reader #henry cavill

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plushpinkfox · 4 years ago

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the rophie rebuttal

well, here we are. i posted this to the website yesterday and i thought it was well-written so i’m posting it here too! tell me what you think :) and the website-speak starts... now!

hopefully this makes sense! please please please comment if you need me to clarify something. i worked for a long time on this rebuttal and it’s sort of all jumbled in my head. also, the quote used that doesn’t use page numbers in its citation was taken from an e-book because i didn’t have access to my paper copy at the time, but i still included the chapter number. sorry about that! this is a long one, and i hope you enjoy. again, please ask questions if you have them!

and here we begin.

rafal doesn’t understand sophie at all, and that (among other things) is why rophie is a terrible ship.

let’s draw attention to two passages describing what people think sophie feels. one by rafal, and one by agatha.

rafal’s will be the one evie quoted in her defense, just so i’m not putting words in anyone’s mouth:

“Because once upon a time, was just like you. I tried to love my brother. I tried to escape my fate. I even thought I’d found-” He caught himself. “But it only led to more pain, more evil. Just as every time you try to seek love, it leads you to the same. Your mother, your father, your best friend, your prince….the more you chase the light, the more darkness you find. And yet you still doubt your place in Evil. For thousands of years, Good gas told us what love is. Both you and I have tried to love in their way, only to suffer pain. But what if there’s a different kind of love? A darker love that turns pain into power. A love that can only be understood by the two people that share it. That’s why you held our kiss, Sophie. Because I see you for who you really are and love you for it when no one else can. Because what we’ve sacrificed for each other is beyond what Good can even fathom. It doesn’t matter if they don’t call it love. We know it is, just as we know the thorns are as much a part of the rose as the petals.”

but i’ve handpicked a few for you all to peruse for agatha:

“But it hasn’t killed us,” said Agatha calmly. “And the reason why is staring at us, crystal clear. I’ve been searching through Sophie’s memories, just like I have yours and mine. And the difference between Sophie’s memories and ours is that she wishes she’d done the right thing all those times she didn’t. She wishes she’d been Good again and again and again. That’s why she’s my friend. Because I know what’s in her heart, beneath all her mistakes. And this future here? To return to a boy she doesn’t love and destroy everything she’s been fighting for? To throw away the friendships she’s given her life to build? It’s the darkest kind of Evil. And that kind of Evil… That’s not Sophie.” She squeezed Sophie’s clammy hand. Sophie smeared away tears. Tedros tensed, veins straining against skin. “Agatha, if you’re wrong… imagine if you’re wrong…” “She’s not wrong,” Sophie rasped. “I swear on my own life. She’s not wrong.” – (Pages 420 – 421, A Crystal of Time)

and also:

“We chose each other, Sophie. We’re best friends.” Sophie looked away. “A princess and a witch can never be friends. Our story will forever prove that.” “No, our story proves a princess and a witch have to be friends. Because each of us has played both parts. That’s who we are. That’s why we’re us.” Sophie still couldn’t look at her. “All I ever wanted was love, Aggie,” she breathed, voice breaking. “All I ever wanted was a happy ending like yours.” “You already have one, Sophie. You’ve always had one.” Agatha smiled through tears. “With me.” – (Page 633, The Last Ever After)

when rafal talks to sophie, rafal says he understands her because they’ve gone through the same thing. he says everybody has abandoned him as well. everyone left him behind and he tells sophie she’s gone through the same. he tries to make her believe that nobody loves her but him (which is also a sign of a.buse). but the issue is, that’s not really true.

rafal has spent the entire book trying to make sophie believe that she is just like him. the entire reason she falls into the “depression” is because rafal has made her believe that he’s the only one she can count on. he lies to her and leads her back to him again and again. the whole reason for their “fracture in communication” that evie says ends their relationship is rafal. this is prominent especially in this quote:

“Not consciously, perhaps. But her soul spins towards Good the same way yours does towards Evil. Maybe she even thought in your heartbreak and anger at losing your prince, you’d turn your back on me too and destroy my ring. Good would have its perfect Ever After, clean and efficient, all because of a princess’s secret talent.” Sophie’s face calcified. “So she wanted me to end up alone.” “Indeed,” the young School Master smiled. (Chapter 26, The Last Ever After)

here, rafal is lying to sophie. he tells her that tedros doesn’t love her. but more importantly he tells her that agatha doesn’t love her. he says that agatha was just using her all along. the reason WHY sophie feels no remorse for her classmates, and no guilt or joy or happiness at all, is because rafal lied to her and told her the only person who she ever thought loved her actually hated her. so when you say the crack in their relationship is because of sophie’s depression, that’s not the entire truth. if you dig deeper, RAFAL is the cause of sophie’s depression and therefore the cracks in their relationship. he lied, and he faced the consequences.

on the other hand, agatha has proven again and again that she loves sophie for who she is. because sophie ISN’T AS EVIL AS SOMAN SAYS SHE IS.

bomb dropped, i know. let me explain. i’m going on a tangent and i don’t care.

as the first quote tells us, agatha (and us, the readers) have seen how time and time again sophie is willing to sacrifice everything for agatha. she let a fairy-tale life go for her in gavaldon, and she let agatha go with tedros so agatha could be happy. she even sacrificed her LIFE for agatha in the first book. and that’s not very… evil, is it?

we’re told that nicola is the one who is halfway between schools. but if i’m being honest, it seems like sophie fits that description more. if we look at the rules of good and evil, sophie has been both of them. she has helped and given for good, and she has punished and hurt with evil. so even though soman says she’s 100% evil, he’s proven over and over how it’s not really true. and agatha KNOWS this.

agatha defends sophie again and again because of what she said in a crystal of time. she knows sophie wants to be good. she knows sophie’s heart aches when she does something to hurt agatha. she loves agatha. she loves her so much she will do anything for agatha. and agatha understands her and loves her in return. all of her, because agatha knows the true sophie.

rafal doesn’t understand this at all. if rafal understood this he wouldn’t be so adamant on killing the only person that makes sophie truly happy. rafal says in the first quote that sophie is just like him. but it’s not true. sophie is not just like him. rafal wants to believe it, but the books prove that it’s not true. you may wonder what agatha has to do with all of this, and she’s really just brought up here for the comparison to rafal. when you say rafal understands sophie, he’s really just seeing what he wants to see and believing what he wants to believe. agatha is the only one who truly understands sophie, and it shows and is reciprocated.

rafal doesn’t understand that sophie loves agatha and will do anything to protect her, and that means he doesn’t understand sophie’s core motivations to do anything as a person. he doesn’t get that even though sophie’s heart is evil, she still has the capability, and more importantly, the DESIRE to do Good things. he just keeps going on and on about how similar they are because he’d do anything for a happy ending.

and the funny thing is, sophie would do anything for a happy ending too, including lose her life. but she’d do it for agatha, not for him. rafal doesn’t understand sophie at all.

also, other than the age difference (which is still important even if rafal acts and looks like a teenage boy despite them not having a described physical relationship), the other traits of abu.sive relationships that pop up over and over in rophie’s portrayal in the books were not mentioned or given a rebuttal at all. instead, you posted the traits of a “happy” relationship and gave evidence for that. even if they “trust each other” and “can be themselves around each other”, rafal still controls sophie, isolates her from her friends and threatens them, grabs her without permission, and harms the people she loves. i don’t know about you, but that sort of outweighs “trusting each other” to me. and he certainly didn’t trust her enough to go around the school herself or heal her own hand without his help.

rophie is, at its core, a bad, toxic ship.

#sge #sge rophie #sge rafal #sge sophie #rophie sucks #i hate rophie #the website is insane

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youralternantpersonality · 4 years ago

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Dreams

Seth x Reader: Wanting you

Warning: Breaking fourth wall. Let me know if you catch it 😉 and gender-neutral parental names

Part 1: “Dreams” by Ella Eyre

Part 2: “You’ve Got It Bad” by Usher

Part 3: “Never Give Up on Love” by Bobby Tinsley

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Y/n POV

“Will that be all for you?” I say, finishing up writing down the order.

“Well, I could get your number, beautiful.” One thing that is horrible about being a waitress is dealing with the harassment that comes with it. The best way to deal with verbal harassment (like in this situation) is by giving them the “AS,” as my friends would call it. The Awkward Stare. Now, this stare isn’t having ME become awkward; oh no, this is to make sure THEY do. Essentially, you would look at the predator straight in the eyes and give a resting bitch face until they become uncomfortable and silent. To the point where the whole table is uncomfortable. Kind of like your high school teacher would look at the student when no one would shut up. Once they were fully engaged in avoiding my eyes, I gave a final smile and went put in their order at the counter.

“You know, you could be a little less cute and more intimidating?” said Orion, my now lifetime best friend since I had started this job a couple of months ago. I turn to look at him and give him the finger as he walked around me to bring his tables their food.

“He does have a point. Straighten up your back more, pull your shoulders back, and clock your head to the side just a little. That way, you’ll really knock them.” Emily said. She was a regular here. Every Wednesday at 4 pm and Sunday at 12:30 pm, she would come in, go to her usual spot at the counter, and either order the chiefs salad with a side of a sliced pickle, the garden burger with seasoned fries, or 5 stack pancake with orange/apple juice. Her husband Sam or another kid named Jared and his girlfriend Kim come on Sunday morning, grabbing a crap ton of food (so Emily doesn’t have to cook) and leave. Polite men, scary—at least Sam can be, but polite. Jared is just a child, and I can do nothing but pray for Kim.

“You mean like that ugly pink toad lady from-”

“Don’t say it!” I roll my eyes. Ever since KJ Bowling expressed her feelings towards the LGBTQA+ community, she refuses to acknowledge it. The disbelief and sadness that took over for the love of Henry Planter she had were wild, yet kind of crazy to watch.

“Look, it could be worse. You could love the Dawn saga by Tephanie Neyer and find out that she is horrid in disguise. But hey! Once it hit 2 years, you’ll start realizing all the fucked-up shit in the series and slowly be okay. Dawn fans know Tephanie is fucked up, we know the series is fucked up, we acknowledge it all and take full responsibility for liking it, but some still like it. We don’t support it, but we like it.” I tell her, shrugging my shoulders. I have to remember, she’s a rookie in this game.

“That’s true. Why are the best authors the most fucked up?” she says, playing with her fries I just placed down in front of her.

“Because they hate us and know what the population likes. Just like politics.” I say, stealing one of her fries.

“I don’t know how you guys like that series! Wasn’t there racism, classism with the Ghoul’s and Werecats, hyper-sexualization on the prides where the cats came from, misinformed information, plagiarism, and too, I don’t know, squishy and fluffy in them?” Orion asked.

“First off, they were shapeshifters. Secondly, only in Dawn, Dusk, and Night were squishy. But only because Bethany and Elliot were on their honeymoon in the last one. Daytime didn’t have it because Elliot broke up with Bethany.” I nod in agreement while grabbing the food for my tables.

“I thought their name was Ben and Evy?”

“No, that’s the gender swap version,” I say, walking away with the food. I place the food down at one table and refill drinks to another; some of the reservation guys come in. Seth, Embry, Jake, and Quil. I look over to Orion to call him for his table, but it looks like he and Emily are in a heated discussion about the book series. So, I take over for him. As I walked over to the table, I made eye contact with Seth, and my stomach flipped.

Why you in my dreams? Don't know much about you But I heard about you for the longest time And I see you 'round whenever I go out With some friends of mine And I remember when I saw you standing in a different light It's funny where my mind goes when I'm in my bed at night though

As I lay in bed, I notice that my feelings become stronger and stronger for him almost every time I see him. He was a few inches shorter than me, cheerier, and lanky. I always saw Seth and his friends, but out of nowhere, these…flutters? Feelings? Emotions I don’t like started eating me up every time I see him. I know it might be a crush, I won’t even deny that, but…why?

I toss and turn that night and eventually give up on trying to sleep and just stare at the ceiling, thinking of him. Confused and resistant to even wanting to think about it. The last thing I need is to be in a relationship while in my fucked situation as is. I don’t need my guardians knowing anything about Seth either.

But then again, just like evil authors, life fucks us all over, and you can help but go along with it. Well, unless you sue them. Then that’s different.

'Cause I push you away in real life You ain't even close to my type But when I'm sleeping Everything's upside down, upside down, yeah I saw you last night in my, my dreams It felt so beautiful, I almost believed We were a thing and I liked it I never looked at you like this Till I saw you last night in my, my dreams Why you in my dreams? (Why you in my? Why you in my?) Why you in my dreams? (Why you in my? Why you in my mind?) Seth POV

I saw her again today. She was walking down the hallway with Orion and Kayla to gym class, and we made slight eye contact before Jake decided to take my attention away from her. I look at him, but I don’t really pay attention to him. I don’t know when it happened, but I have always loved Y/n. When she transferred here in middle school, she was cute, shy, and had (and still has) a babyface.

I could never talk to her. Every time I was around her, I’d get so scared and freeze up. And although we’re in high school, I still can’t control it. Lately, my feelings have been getting stronger. Not just with her, but in general. I don’t know what it is, but it’s taking a lot more of my energy trying to control myself. Leah and mom have noticed it too. But Embry was the worst. Speaking of which,

“Hey, where’s Embry?” Quil and Jake looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders.

“But did you hear a word I said?”

“Obviously not. He was too busy gawking at Y/n.” Quil said, laughing. I rolled my eyes and walked away. Ass-whores.

After school, we head to the diner and, like always and on cue, Jake and Quil make fun of me because Y/n works there. I roll my eyes at them and attempt to push them off me without smiling, but I can’t help it; they’re stupid. It’s not their fault.

Fell asleep at nine And once I closed my eyes, girl, you were so, so mine We laid in the dark, you left in morning light But, girl, it felt so right And if it's in our minds then we should make it life Girl, I mean real, real life Nothing's never for ya We were all and over for ya 'Cause I push you away in real life You ain't even close to my type But when I'm sleeping Everything's upside down, upside down, yeah I saw you last night in my, my dreams It felt so beautiful, I almost believed We were a thing and I liked it I never looked at you like this Till I saw you last night in my, my dreams

That night I quickly dreamed of her without even having to try to at this point. Every time I want to or attempt to talk, I freeze. Thinking about her just makes me feel…warm. Her beautiful y/e/c eyes are captivating. They’ll draw you in, and once you’re in, you’re stuck. Her y/h/(L/C/T) hair embraces and defines her facial features.

The dream always starts out the same. I’m running through the forest at a high fast pace towards a place that always ends up being her home. I follow around the house to her room on the left side of the house towards the forest. As I look at her window, I see her sitting at the window seal and we instantly make eye contact. My heart stops for a second—she smiles and I walk up to her window to come inside. She doesn’t open the window. She places her hand on the window and my much larger now hands cover hers. We look at one another and smile.

I’m not bothered by her not opening the window. I’m just happy she isn’t freaked out about my presence. Unfortunately, every time she goes to open the window, my alarm wakes me up. And when I mean alarm, I mean Leah.

I groan and curse her and the need to wake me up so early. As I get ready, I think of Y/n and I can’t help but smile. Today’s going be a good day.

Why you in my dreams? (Why you in my? Why you in my?) Why you in my dreams? (Why you in my? Why you in my mind?) Y/n POV

The weekend comes and I’m heading in for my shift Sunday morning. I usually wouldn’t work weekends, but that was before I met Emily. I have Friday and Saturday off instead. It’s eight in the morning and Kayla, two of the cooks, and I all pile in before we open at nine. By 9:30, a few families start piling in and by 10, we have the food catered to Sam or Jared ready.

“Hey, Kim!” I wave to her as she walks into the diner. She waves back and heads to the counter. After setting up my table, I head over to the food and help her pack it up in the truck.

“I see you guys ordered more food than usual. Did more family members move into the area?” I say, passing her the multiple trays from the cart to the car.

“Yeah…something like that,” she laughs it off, “but rest assure, this will be gone within the next 45 minutes…maybe sooner.” I laugh with her. I believe her 100 percent. After seeing Jared and Sam, I already know their family that Kim describes them to be, is just as big, if not larger, then this food should hold them off for 2 hours. Maybe.

“Well, that’s all of them: drive safe, Hun. And stop by sometime after school. You’ll miss the adventures of Orion and Emily arguing over pink and rose gold.”

“Aren’t they different?” I nod my head. “But they’ll argue over that?” I nod my head again. She shakes her head and smiles. “Em usually starts it?”

“Sometimes. Only when she needs a good laugh or when she just feels like fucking with him. Last week they were in a heated discussion about the Dusk saga.”

“Oh, dear god! She told me about that. I can’t believe she went that deep into it with him.” Kim laughs.

“I know. That’s probably the only time they’re not being repelling off the same topic. Normally one would disagree for the fuck of it, but they put their fuckery aside and agreed to agree on that topic.” We both laugh. I finish up my conversation with Kim and head inside.

If I gotta fall asleep, sleep to see ya Then I'm gonna fall asleep, sleep to see ya It's different in the daylight Miss you, I dunno know why If I gotta fall asleep, sleep to see ya Let me fall, fall deep, deep to see ya It's different in the daylight See you in a new light 'Cause I push you away in real life You ain't even close to my type But when I'm sleeping Everything's upside down, upside down, yeah

I wave bye to Em, and Orion comes in. I clock out for my break and go sit in one of the booths in the back. As I am prepping my garden burger with ketchup, I think back to my dream I had last night. This one was recently new, confusing, but knew. I take a much-needed bite of my food and relax for the next 15 minutes.

I just got done with my daily nighttime routine, unable to sleep due to Taylor and Kennedy arguing, I go to my window and look outside. I look up at the sky and just drift off into a world of daydreaming until something catches my eye in the bestrew of trees next to my house. As I continue to look, I see big brown eyes of an animal. I smile and the animal walks out of the trees slowly and morphs into Seth. I smile brighter as he comes closer and closer to me. By the time he reaches me, I can feel myself become excited and full of glow, happiness, and this sensation of warmth.

He steps up to the window and smiles down at me. I place my hand on the cold glass and he looks down at my hand and does the same. I can feel the heat radiating from his skin, which only makes me smile more. I unlock the window and just as I am about to open it, my alarm wakes me up.

I’ve been stuck on this for so long that Orion had to shake me out of my daydream. I put my food aside for later and went back to work. I’ll just deal with the dream another time.

I saw you last night in my, my dreams It felt so beautiful, I almost believed We were a thing and I liked it I never looked at you like this Till I saw you last night in my, my dreams Why you in my dreams? (Why you in my? Why you in my?) Why you in my dreams? (Why you in my? Why you in my mind?)

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bunny-lou · 5 years ago

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Hey! I know you have a lot of projects right now so no rush! But I had a prompt/idea and I can’t really figure it out. Basically, I’ve always found the part of Chillin Like a Villain “if you want it, take it, and if you can’t take it, break it” really indicative of what life on the Isle was like. Do you have any musings about the core four’s experiences with that rule, on the Isle or in Auradon? (And of course if you’re inspired to write anything about it, awesome! But I know it’s vague lol)

@diamonds-and-dynamite This has been sitting in my inbox for like 6 months now, I’m sorry I’m so awful! I have another 20 requests in my inbox that I’m trying to get through with how slow everything is.

Warning for bullying, swearing, minor violence and blood and references to child abuse.

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No, Jay didn’t remember his Evil Schemes and Nasty Plots project is due today. He’s not some fucking nerd who writes down assignments and actually does them.

But Lady Tremaine had said yesterday that anyone who didn’t do their project clearly has no respect for wickedness and cruelty and would get an after school detention.

Well, that’s what Gaston Jr. said that Mal said that Lady Tremaine said. Jay skipped yesterday.

And now he’s in the halls, biding his time before going into Evil Schemes and Nasty Plots and showing up empty handed, which a lot of students do. An after school detention isn’t the worst thing, it’s hardly an inconvenience for most students, but most students don’t have to work after school. Er, steal after school. Eh. Rotten tomato, rotten tahmato, same thing, really.

Jay wouldn’t mind a day off to just sit and nap in a detention room, but Jafar will care. Jay doesn’t want to make him mad. He rubs his shoulder, lost in thought about the last time he came home with nothing.

Mal has an elaborate display she’s worked on, with painted on fire and blood, that two underclassmen are carrying for her. She hardly notices Jay as she barks orders to be careful and watch for the doorway. Freddie walks in with nothing but her backpack. Gaston Jr. and Gaston Jr. Jr. walk in with nothing, but become rowdy as soon as they’re in the class. Jay peeks around the door frame and sees that Carlos is already in his seat, the twins pulling on his curls and snatching his backpack to go through.

De Vil is the little kiss ass who turned his project in last week specifically to avoid it being stolen, Jay knows. Carlos does that with every project.

Jay leans back against the lockers outside and grits his teeth.

“You shouldn’t grind your teeth. It can lead to dental problems.” Evie stands before him, crinkling her nose in that cute, little way when she’s irritated. “And Hades knows we all have enough of those.” She brings her hand up to her mouth as if she could hide her pretty, white teeth.

But what’s more interesting is the binder in her hands. It’s a plastic one, peeling at the edges and crinkled from heat and stained from water, but it’s full and thick, with a neat cover letter on the front.

Princess Evie, daughter of Grimhilde

Evil Schemes and Nasty Plots

Lady Tremaine

Wednesday, 10 am

“It’s the ingredients for a potion,” Evie says as she sees Jay admiring her binder, “that, in theory, would have put Snow White to sleep, but when her true love kissed her, he would have been the one to, well, you know.” Evie draws a finger along her throat, looking so pretty and nasty at the same time. “The only thing worse than dying is to have your true love die and you to live without them. And for him to be poisoned be your very lips, trying to save you?” Evie grins and holds her project tight to her chest. “Oh, I think death would be better, don’t you? Snow White would never live with that guilt.”

It’s mean and cruel and way more evil than Jay has ever given Evie credit for, though he hardly knows her.

Her project is down right disturbing.

It’s guaranteed to get an A.

The bell is about to ring, Jay can feel the vibrations through the lockers still at his back. He snatches the binder out of Evie’s hold, she’s still looking dreamy and scary at her plot, and reaches into the plastic cover to take out her name.

Jay expected her to shout, maybe his name and he could make some dirty remark, but instead his head is jerked back by a strong grip in his hair. He yelps and reaches back to swat at her hand, but Evie pulls him back further, until Jay loses his balance and falls on his ass.

“Don’t you dare!” She hisses, reaching for her binder with one hand still keeping Jay’s head back.

She’s strong, yeah, but she caught him off guard, that was the problem. Jay reaches up to grab her own hair, hanging in loose curls, and jerk her head back too.

Evie yelps and crashes to the floor beside Jay. Both of them have one hand in the other’s hair and one hand trying to free themselves.

“Give me back my project.” Evie snarls at him and Jay wonders if her lipstick is always the color of blood, or if it’s just a trick of the light.

“Finder’s keepers.” Jay tells her. It’s not lost on him that he’s fighting like a girl, with the hair pulling and stilted movements, but Evie started it.

They both pant and heave in the hall, heads forced back to awkward angles, as Lady Tremaine starts to take attendance in class.

Evie’s eyes widen because princess can’t bear to be late. Ugh.

Jay doesn’t give two fucks about being late, but he doesn’t want to spend the whole day like this. He risks letting go of Evie’s hair, just to latch onto her hand and bring it to his mouth. Jay bites down as hard as he can.

Ugh. Biting is such a girl move.

Evie shrieks and lets go of his hair to slap his face and Jay wishes she would stop fighting like such a chick.

He has her binder and he’s not getting his hair caught again. Jay hops up and dashes for the classroom, ignoring Evie kicking at his knees.

“Professor Tremaine!” Which is what she demands to be called even though Carlos has pointed out several times that she has no qualifications to be a professor. “I have my project!”

“No, he doesn’t!” Evie calls after him. She’s not screaming anymore, just clutching her hand. Jay is sure she’s bleeding, but she looks halfway composed. “It’s my project!”

“Well I’m turning it in.” Jay turns around enough to give her his middle finger. “So it’s mine.”

“It has my name.” Evie politely explains to Lady Tremaine, as if having your name on something makes it yours.

Lady Tremaine looks at both of them in a way that makes Jay’s blood cold. “Both of you are interrupting my class.”

“He-he took my project!” Evie weakly says. Blood is seeping through her fingers. Good. She shouldn’t pull his fucking hair.

Lady Tremaine looks bored. “You said your name is on it.” She doesn’t wait for Evie’s nod. “Whoever’s name is on it will get credit.” Lady Tremaine holds her hand out expectantly.

“Thank Hades.” Evie breathes.

Jay freezes, looking at Lady Tremaine’s outstretched hand. His chest clenches. His name isn’t on the binder, he didn’t have time. He didn’t even get to take Evie’s name off of the cover paper.

“Well? What are you waiting for?” Lady Tremaine snaps her fingers. “Hand it over.”

Evie snickers beside him, still clutching her bleeding hand. “Yeah, come on, Jay. Hand my project in. Pretty please?” She grins at him and bats her eyes like they’re flirting, like they’re friendly.

She’s laughing at him, at his failure, at how Jafar is going to beat him for not stocking up the shop.

Jay swallows around the anger in his throat. He lowers the binder from where he held it to his chest, closer to Lady Tremaine’s open palm. But he flings it before she makes contact with the binder, sending it out the open window with the flick of his wrist.

“No!” Evie shrieks and runs for the window, leaning half way out of it as the wind tears out papers and leaves them floating in the sky. “No! No! No!”

“You both have wasted too much of my time.” Lady Tremaine drawls. “Sit down.”

“I have to go get it!” Evie runs from the window and past the desk. “I’ll be quick!”

“Sit down, before I mark you as absent.”

“Please, I worked so hard!” Evie turns in the doorway and tears are budded in her eyes.

Jay scoffs. If she thinks tears and a trembling bottom lip are going to get her sympathy, she hasn’t even heard Cinderella’s story.

“Sit down, Evelyn.”

Evie clasps her hands together and Jay notes that her bite mark is still flowing freely. He hopes it hurts. “Please, I stayed up all night. A prince will never want-”

“Sit down.”

“- a girl who can’t pass high school!”

“Now.”

Tears fall down Evie’s face, painting her cheeks with black mascara streaks. She’s not getting anything from her tears, she’s making herself look weak, tears just excite people.

Jay rolls his eyes at her stupidity. He takes his seat next to Mal, kicking the backpack of some random kid who doesn’t react, doesn’t even glare at him. Everyone must be able to sense his anger and that scares them.

When he looks back, Evie has taken her seat by Carlos. He holds out his jacket to Evie, offering to wrap it around her hand, but she refuses because blood will stain and ‘you know how mad your mom will get.’

Jay risks a look at Mal. Maybe, in another world, in Auradon, he could ask her to steal for him today and let him take the goods back to his father this evening. Maybe she would agree to help. Maybe she would offer it herself.

But no one says anything except for Lady Tremaine.

And later that day, as Jay and Evie sit in detention together after school, they still don’t say anything. But Jay notices her hand is bandaged in part of Carlos’ jacket.

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Jay shows up the next day with a split lip and a black eye and a back so shredded, his lightest and softest shirt still leaves fire with every movement.

Evie doesn’t show up at all. She doesn’t show up the rest of the week.

Jay sees her next Monday. Save for the bandage around her hand, she looks fine.

She looks fine but doesn’t act fine.

Evie is quiet, more soft spoken than her normal princess-y self. She does not seek Jay out and tell him what an ass he is or try to pull his hair. She looks down at her desk during classes. She cannot hold a pencil with her hand so heavily bandaged. Carlos sits with her at lunch and tries to coax food to her, even offering his least moldy bit of bread.

Jay is tempted to corner her and threaten her and scare her, but she’s unresponsive to everything and everyone. And his back aches. And she’s not worth his energy.

The scar on her hand never fades and that’s enough for Jay.

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Mirror Mirror on the Wall

Part 5

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You woke up on your bed, the two mattresses laid on the floor and opened your eyes to see Mal. Sitting up, you looked over to your nightstand to see the letter you were supposed to send last night to Aurora. It reminded you of last night. Everything seemed to go wrong. Once you found out where the wand was with Evie's magic mirror, which her mother had surprisingly given to her before you all left, you found out it was in a library. Once you got there, there was an issue with the security guard needing to fall asleep and the door opening. Luckily it was just a few spells and another minute for you and Mal to make everyone invisible. But then it took ages to find where the wand was, it was also protected by a magic barrier which Jay just had to touch, and then the alarms went off. Luckily Carlos managed to soothe the authorities with a convincing lie, but then you also found out that the mailboxes were locked up at night for some reason. So obviously, nothing went right last night. Sighing to yourself, you got ready for school.

In Remedial Goodness 101, you spent your time taking no notes and drawing in your notebook. Mal was doing the same but was much better than you at doing realistic artwork. You, on the other hand, were better at doodles or pretty designs that you would decorate your paper with. Less realistic and more... Animated. So, while Mal was answering all the questions Fairy Godmother asked for the class, you were drawing your friends as patterns. You had Carlos as a spikey and fiery pattern of lines, Jay as smooth and masculine lines, Evie as fluid and feminine flowers, and Mal as sharp scales and fire. A girlish squeak caught your attention and you looked up from your doodling to see Fairy Godmother's daughter, Jane in an old and plain looking pastel blue outfit. Her hair was a straight bob that wasn't very flattering on her. She glanced back at you and your friends with a frightened look and handed her mother a clipboard, "Oh, hello dear one." Fairy Godmother greeted warmly.

"Hi. You need to sign off on the early dismissal for the coronation." Jane stared at you all cautiously as Fairy Godmother signed the paper. "Everyone here remembers my daughter Jane." Fairy Godmother said causally to the 'class', much to her daughter's displeasure. "Mom, no!" Jane whispered. "It's okay!" Her mother reassured her brightly, "Jane, this is everyone!" Fairy Godmother introduced, gently nudging Jane towards you five. "Hi..." Jane almost whimpered out, a frightened look on her face once again. She was surprised to see small smiles on everyone's faces, all a little different from the others. Evie's was gentle, yours was soothing, Mal's was polite, Jay's was causal, and Carlos' was friendly. She was a little confused as she passed once again, still just as quick but she didn't squeal in fright this time. The class continued with Evie and Mal making plans silently through only eye contact. Once the boys were fighting loudly on top of their desks for something you didn't care enough to pay attention to, the class was dismissed.

You went outside with Mal and Evie and after a few minutes, you broke off from them to find out how to mail the letter to Aurora. Wandering around the school, looking for a mailbox, you were surprised when a raven flew in front of you. It landed in front of you and looked around, noticing you two were alone. You looked at it oddly before it changed into Diaval. You gasped in delight and hugged him, "Diaval!! You made it through the barrier in time!" You squealed, feeling him hug you back. You both pulled away enough to look at each other and grinned at one another, "Of course! Did you think I was going to leave you all to yourselves on this journey?" He questioned, his giant grin never faltering. You laughed happily, "Thank you! And I can see you're ecstatic to be able to change into your true form now." You observed with an amused grin. Diaval just changed into his raven form and cawed loudly in what you could only guess was a delighted yell.

You laughed as he turned back and hugged you tightly, lifting you up and spinning before letting you back down. Suddenly, you got an idea, "Uncle Diaval!" You exclaimed, making a delighted and touched look come over the man's face. "Yes?" "Would you mind sending mom's letter to Aurora? It would give you a chance to fly some more. That and I really can't find a mailbox anywhere in the school to mail the letter." You paused a moment, thinking aloud, "And it would probably be a little suspicious if a VK decided to send a letter anyway..." You realized. Diaval nodded, "No problem, little one. I'll take it straight to Aurora, promise! And I will let the faeries know to expect you, your sister, friends, and your Mother soon." You smiled thankfully and watched as he turned back into a bird. You took out the letter and rolled it up before tying it to his leg. He nodded to you and flew off to deliver the letter, making you sigh happily. Now that was done, you could focus on getting the magic wand.

You checked the time on the clock tower and realized you had awhile till the bell rang and your next class began, so you went to find Mal. After looking around for a bit you spotted her purple hair by your lockers. Jogging over, you grinned, "Mal!" You called, catching her attention. She stopped spraying her locked and looked at you, smiling as she saw you and catching you in her arms as you jumped into them, hugging her tightly. "Mal!" You exclaimed happily, making her laugh. "Hey (Y/n), what's up?" Mal asked curiously, hugging you back before pulling away to look at you. You whispered excitedly, "Diaval got off the isle! He's taking Mom's letter to Aurora right now!" You were practically shaking in her arms from excitement as you told her. Mal could feel a weight lift off her shoulders and she sighed in relief, grinning brighter, "That's great! Good job sis!" She praised before hugging you again. After a moment, you both pulled away and the sight of her locker caught your attention, "Are you spray painting your logo onto your locker?" You asked curiously, looking at it closer. "Yeah, figured I might as well. Brings back a bit of home, you know?" Mal looked at the locker as well. You hummed, glancing at yours just a locker away, "Mind if I borrow some?" mal glanced at you curiously for a moment but realized quickly what you meant as you studied your blank blue locker. Smirking, Mal nudged the bag of cans towards you, "Go for it."

A few minutes before the bell rang, you and Mal packed the cans away and threw away the empty ones. Using magic, you both dried the paint so you could touch your lockers and open them to get your books for your next class. Once you both were done, you closed your locker and were shocked to see Ben standing super close to you, leaning against the lockers. You could feel the heat radiating off him against your wing and you pulled it away. "Hey." Ben greeted, his voice smooth as he stared into your eyes. You ignored a small feeling in your chest as you and Mal replied in unison, "Hey." "How was your first day?" He asked with a twinge of playfulness in his voice, glancing at Mal to let her know the question was towards her as well. You couldn't help the slight smile that came onto your face, "Great." "Super," Mal said sarcastically. He studied the lockers for a moment, Mal's decorated with 'Long Live Evil' written on a figure that looked like Mom, green flames around the whole thing. Yours looked a lot like what most people assumed magic to look like. Sparkly, ethereal, and warm. It was gold just like your magic and in the background looked to be a forest. "You know, you should really take this talent off the lockers and into art class. I could, uh, sign you two up if you want." Ben said, his eyes flicking towards Mal before landing on you once again.

Mal opened her mouth to respond before catching sight of Fairy Godmother's daughter Jane. "...Way to take all the fun out of it. See you later (Y/n)." She waited a moment for your reply before following Jane. "Oh. What about you, (Y/n)?" Ben asked, focusing all his attention on you as he awaited your response. "Sorry, I don't like being graded on my art. Makes my hobby a job, you know?" You asked, leaning against your locker, mimicking his stance. You watched a small smile creep onto his face, and he dropped his head a little, laughing quietly, "Yeah, yeah I can see that." He agreed, lifting his head once again to look at you. You felt your cheeks heat up slightly and you cleared your throat, "Uh, is that all?" You asked, stepping back to put more distance between you two. "Oh! Yeah, sorry." Ben apologized sheepishly, though he didn't seem to look all that sorry. You shifted your weight on your feet for a moment before nodding, "Okay, well I have to get to class. See you." You said, leaving before he could manage a reply. Ben stared after you with a small grin on his face before looking down to his feet, grinning wider, glancing at your locker, and turning for his back to rest against the locker fully. He leaned on them, looking out into the yard, "...Huh."

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Thank you so much to fanfiction.net user DOAWOTA for asking "where is hades during this time?" You helped me out a lot, making me realize that I had a lot more story to plan out. I really appreciate questions and comments like this or even ones that are just about how you feel towards the story. To answer the question, more information about Hades and how he relates to the story and to the girls will be released gradually into the story until he is introduced. Thanks so much for the question!

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