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reaper2187 · 7 months ago

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Mal x Reader X Evie

Mal, Evie, and Y/N stood at the edge of the forest surrounding Auradon Prep, the trees casting long shadows in the late afternoon sun. The trio had formed an inseparable bond since their arrival at the prestigious school, brought together by their shared pasts and a mutual understanding of one another’s struggles.

Mal, daughter of Maleficent, was the unspoken leader of their group. With her purple hair and fierce attitude, she commanded attention wherever she went. Evie, daughter of the Evil Queen, was her perfect counterpart—graceful, intelligent, and with a sense of style that was unmatched. And then there was Y/N, the daughter of Oogie Boogie, whose masculine presence and confident demeanor completed their dynamic. Her short-cropped hair and rugged attire set her apart, yet her soft-spoken nature revealed a depth of character that only her closest friends and lovers understood.

Their relationship was unconventional, but it worked for them. They found solace and strength in each other, creating a safe space where they could truly be themselves. As the evening approached, they had decided to escape the pressures of Auradon Prep for a few hours, retreating to their secret hideout in the woods.

"Finally, some peace and quiet," Mal sighed, sinking onto a fallen log and stretching out her legs. "Sometimes this place is just too much."

Evie sat down beside her, nodding in agreement. "I know what you mean. It’s like they expect us to be perfect all the time. It’s exhausting."

Y/N, standing nearby with her hands in her pockets, looked out at the dense forest. "Yeah, but at least we have each other," she said, her voice steady and reassuring. "No matter what happens, we face it together."

Mal smiled, reaching out to take Y/N’s hand and pulling her down to sit with them. "You always know what to say, Y/N."

Y/N grinned, a rare but genuine expression that lit up her face. "It’s because I’ve got the two of you. You make it easy."

They sat in comfortable silence for a while, simply enjoying each other’s company and the tranquility of their surroundings. The forest had become their sanctuary, a place where they could shed the expectations of Auradon and simply be themselves.

Eventually, Evie broke the silence, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "So, who’s up for a little adventure? We could explore deeper into the forest. I’ve heard there’s a hidden waterfall somewhere around here."

Mal’s eyes lit up with excitement. "I’m in. What about you, Y/N?"

Y/N shrugged, a playful smirk tugging at her lips. "Sure, why not? It’s not like we have anywhere else to be."

With that, the three of them set off into the forest, laughing and joking as they went. The deeper they ventured, the denser the trees became, their leaves forming a thick canopy overhead. Sunlight filtered through in patches, casting dappled patterns on the forest floor.

As they walked, Y/N couldn’t help but feel a sense of contentment wash over her. Despite the challenges they faced at Auradon Prep, moments like this made it all worth it. She glanced over at Mal and Evie, their faces lit up with joy and excitement, and felt a surge of affection for them both.

After about an hour of hiking, they finally reached the waterfall. It was more breathtaking than they had imagined, a cascade of water tumbling down into a crystal-clear pool below. The sound of the rushing water filled the air, creating a soothing symphony that drowned out the rest of the world.

"This is amazing," Evie breathed, her eyes wide with wonder.

Mal nodded in agreement, her usual tough exterior softened by the beauty of the scene before them. "Yeah, it really is."

Y/N smiled, feeling a sense of pride that they had found this hidden gem together. "Come on, let’s go check it out."

They made their way down to the edge of the pool, where the water was cool and refreshing. Mal kicked off her boots and dipped her toes in, sighing in contentment. Evie followed suit, her laughter ringing out as she splashed water at Y/N.

Y/N chuckled, quickly shedding her own boots and rolling up her pants before stepping into the water. It was cold, but invigorating, and she couldn’t help but laugh as Mal and Evie continued to splash each other.

For a while, they played in the water, their laughter echoing off the surrounding rocks. It was moments like this that reminded them of the simple joys in life, and how fortunate they were to have found each other.

Eventually, they settled down on a large rock near the edge of the pool, letting the sun warm their skin as they dried off. Mal leaned back against Y/N, her head resting on her shoulder, while Evie nestled against Y/N’s other side.

"This is perfect," Evie murmured, her eyes half-closed in contentment.

"Yeah, it is," Y/N agreed, wrapping her arms around both girls. "I wouldn’t trade this for anything."

Mal smiled, her eyes shining with affection. "Neither would I. We’re stronger together, and nothing can change that."

They sat there for a long time, basking in the warmth of the sun and the comfort of each other’s presence. As the sun began to set, casting a golden glow over the forest, they knew it was time to head back to Auradon Prep. But they did so with lighter hearts, knowing they had each other to lean on.

As they made their way back through the forest, hand in hand, they felt a renewed sense of purpose. No matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, united by their love and their unbreakable bond.

Back at Auradon Prep, the atmosphere was as bustling as ever. Students were scattered across the campus, engaged in various activities and socializing. The trio returned with a sense of tranquility, the serenity of the forest still lingering in their hearts.

As they approached their dorm, they were greeted by Carlos and Jay, who were lounging on the steps. "Hey, where’ve you guys been?" Carlos asked, his curiosity piqued.

"Just out exploring," Mal replied with a shrug. "Needed a break from all the craziness here."

Jay grinned, nudging Carlos. "Sounds like you guys had fun. Wish we could’ve joined you."

"Maybe next time," Y/N said with a smile. "But right now, we’re all about relaxing and recharging."

They headed inside, retreating to their shared common room. Mal flopped onto the couch, stretching out with a satisfied sigh. Evie settled beside her, pulling out a sketchbook and pencil to capture the memory of the waterfall. Y/N stood by the window, looking out at the campus with a thoughtful expression.

"It’s weird, isn’t it?" Y/N mused aloud. "How different our lives are now compared to back on the Isle."

Mal nodded, her gaze distant. "Yeah, but I wouldn’t change it. We’ve come so far, and we’re doing things our parents never dreamed of."

Evie smiled, glancing up from her sketch. "And we’re making a difference. We’re showing everyone that we’re more than our parents’ legacies."

Y/N turned to face them, her expression resolute. "We’re writing our own stories. And we’re doing it together."

Their words hung in the air, a testament to their journey and the bond that had formed between them. They had faced countless challenges, but they had also discovered their own strength and resilience. And with each other by their sides, they knew they could overcome anything.

As the evening wore on, they settled into a comfortable routine. Mal and Evie worked on their respective projects, while Y/N read a book she had borrowed from the library. The tranquility of their hideout in the forest had followed them back to Auradon, creating a bubble of peace amidst the chaos of school life.

Eventually, they all decided to call it a night. Mal and Evie headed to their shared room, while Y/N lingered for a moment, looking out at the night sky. The stars were bright, twinkling like diamonds against the velvet backdrop.

Y/N smiled to herself, feeling a sense of gratitude for the life they had built together. It wasn’t always easy, but it was worth it. With Mal and Evie by her side, she knew she could face anything the world threw at her.

With that thought, she turned and headed to her own room, ready to face whatever challenges tomorrow would bring. And as she drifted off to sleep, her dreams were filled with visions of the waterfall, the laughter of her friends, and the unbreakable bond that held them together.

#lesbian #wlw #wlw post #evie grimhilde #mal bertha #mal descendants #evie descendants #descendants #dove cameron #sofia carson #x reader #x fem reader #x female reader #x fem!reader #mal x reader #mal x evie #evie x reader #evie x mal

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nightwolf-525 · 3 months ago

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Aged up GlassHeart AU

Red grew up confined to Wonderland. The ‘Horrible excuse of a man’ (as her mother liked to call him) King Beast had manipulated a young fairy into sealing Wonderland away because he wasn’t man enough to handle Bridget (Red’s mother) refusing to kneel before him.

Of course, this was all her mother’s perspective but Red was inclined to believe her given her mother rarely ever lied, at least to her.

Red is 23 years old when a letter comes from Auradon from a King Ben, likely the Beast’s son, saying that he would like to host an ambassador from Wonderland for a few days as the first step to forming an alliance with Wonderland.

The Queen of Hearts decides to send Red, her heir as the ambassador for a number of reasons. 1) No one in Auradon knows who the girl is and will therefore not treat her as royalty. 2) Red is the most skilled soldier in the Queens army and should have no trouble defending herself and returning home should this invitation be a trap. 3) For a similar reason to the first. Red will not be treated as royalty and will therefore not be expected to act like royalty. Bridget sends Red as a gift to Red herself. A few days to learn Auradon and experience something new without the responsibilities of a royal heir.

Red goes happily. She is greeted warmly and treated well, though the princess can tell the Auradonians were not excepting someone so young. Nevermind that, if they try to manipulate or underestimate her due to her age she will know what kind of people they are.

Red finds King Ben to be kind, if not a little boring. His wife, and Queen, on the other hand intrigues Red though she does not receive a chance to truly interact with the woman. In the evenings/nights Red is gifted a guide. A bright excitable young woman who is about Red’s age. She introduces herself as Dizzy and happily shows Red around the Kingdom. It was her third and last night there when Red finally asks Dizzy about the night life. Dizzy smiles and takes her to a club. Red is unfamiliar with the name, but she understands the concept well enough, they have something similar in Wonderland. She thanks Dizzy and ventures into the crowded club.

She’s been there an hour when she lays eyes on the most stunning and beautiful woman she has ever seen. The woman has curly blue hair and her skin…oh her skin…it’s far darker than any Red has seen in Wonderland but still lighter than a few people she has seen since being in Auradon and Red finds herself enthralled with the way the lights of the club dance off the woman’s bare shoulders. Red has never been one to deny herself something she so clearly wants so she approach’s and offers to buy the woman a drink. The minute the bluehaired woman looks at her Red knows this isn’t going to be a one and done thing for her.

“Chloe.” The woman introduces herself.

Red smiles, “Red. I didn’t realize this Kingdom had woman as beautiful as you. I would have visited a lot sooner.”

Chloe laughs at her and Red finds herself wanting to hear that sound again and again and again. They talk for hours and Red can’t get enough of the beautiful woman, but it’s getting late and she knows she should leave. She regretfully informs Chloe of such and then offers her hand.

“You could join me?” She asks hopefully.

Chloe hesitates, but eventually smiles and takes Red’s hand. The night that follows is the best Red has ever had. She’s no stranger to the female body. She knows how to manipulate a woman’s pleasure to her advantage, but this feels different. Feels real. As she pulls one last wave of pleasure from Chloe’s body and watches as the woman sinks into her bed completely sated and exhausted Red decides that she won’t let this be a one time thing. But that’s a conversation for the morning. Red curls herself around Chloe and falls asleep easier than she has in years.

Red wakes up to an empty bed. No Chloe. No note. Not even a last name. Nothing she can use to find the woman again. She’s left alone with thinking but the memories of the night they shared and feeling of her heart shattering.

Dun dun dun!

Any thoughts?

#chloe charming #glassheart #red hearts #chloe x red #descendants rise of red #charminghearts #descendants the rise of red #ao3 #descendants #writing

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rayesgenesis · 5 months ago

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jealousy, jealousy. — b.f

a/n: a one shot. what better than a one shot!

who? ben florian x fem!reader

it had to stop. someone had to do something to stop this. this girl whose name you didn’t even know had been chatting up ben for a little over 10 minutes now. five minutes too much, in your opinion.

you could see everything play out from the lockers, where you were standing. her touching his arm and laughing extra hard at anything he said. she really couldn’t have made it more obvious. and you guessed that ben, being the sweetheart that he is, didn’t want to hurt her feelings.

you knew full well that he made sure she knew that he had a girlfriend and still, she acted like the boundary was nonexistant. you just had to shut it down.

you had been clearing your throat so much in the last five minutes that lonnie, looking for her stuff in her locker next to yours, became increasingly worried about your health. if it wasn’t for her asking if you were okay, you wouldn’t have pushed yourself off of your locker and went to deal with the problem yourself.

you tried to control your breathing on your way over to them. okay y/n, you can't freak out in front of them. don’t freak out. don’t freak out. don’t-

"hi baby" you came up behind ben with the softest tone and your arm snaking its way around his waist. you did not acknowledge her once of course.

"y/n!" ben looked down at you and you could feel her eyes on you as his arm came around your shoulders. ben’s hand waved towards the girl as to introduce her. "i don’t think you two have met yet. y/n, this is nadia. nadia, this is y/n. my girlfriend."

you reluctantly took your eyes off of his face and acknowledged her with raised eyebrows. as if you hadn’t been staring at her for the past 10 minutes or so.

"ohhh, so she is the girlfriend. don’t worry, i’ve heard only great things about you. it’s really nice to finally meet you." she said with a fakeness that was typically communicated between auradon princesses. you succeded in letting a small smile seep through the tight lines that your lips formed.

"nadia is replacing jane as head of the party planning commitee while she’s away." ben clarified.

"right, well it’s nice to meet you too." before your eye started to twitch, you brought your eyes back to your boyfriend’s face.

"i came to take you up on your offer of helping me with maths." you murmured close to ben’s ear and with a snarky smile. "we can go to my dorm if you want? evie won’t be there for another two hours." ben cleared his throat and his ears went a pink-ish color. you were having trouble keeping your smirk to yourself.

"right uhh, bella, can we talk later?" he spat out with a breathless voice.

"absolutely. yeah, we’ll talk later." you didn’t even let her mutter out something about how nice it was seeing you since you turned around without paying her another thought.

you were sitting on the edge of ben’s bed looking at him getting ready. he was looking at himself in the large body mirror and as he reached for his tie you stood up.

"i can tie it for you if you want.." you said as you stood right behind him while looking at him in the mirror. ben smiled at you through the mirror.

"yeah..yeah that would be nice. thanks. my hands are a bit shaky right now." he let out a nervous chuckle and you turned so you’d face him.

"i know i noticed. if it’s because of that council meeting, i’m telling you, you have nothing to worry about. they won’t have a choice but to accept your proposition. it’s a well rounded project. " you tried to ease his stress as best as you could.

"you’re right." he sighed softly. "i’m just worried they’ll think my ideas are too unrealistic, you know. i want to prove that i can handle it." his shoulders relaxed a bit, like a weight physically got lifted off of him.

you finished tying his tie and looked up at him through your eyelashes only to find him looking right back down at you. your hands went to his shoulders and his own came on top of them.

"i know you’re going to do great because your ideas are great. you are great, ben. they’ll see it sooner than later." you nodded positively, making sure he understood that you meant every word.

a small smile played on ben’s lips as his hand came to hold your chin and brought your lips closer to his. your lips were about to touch when you heard a knock on the door.

you sighed. "if that’s doug again, i’m kicking his butt all the way back to charmington." ben snorted as he went to open the door.

"ben, hi! i was hoping to find you here." you secretly hoped it wasn’t who you thought it was. her voice irritated you greatly. so cheerful and for what, it was 10 am on a thursday.

"nadia…what’s up?" there was your confirmation. that girl wouldn’t back out in front of anything, it seemed. you crossed your arms and scoffed to yourself while shaking your head. then you stepped to the side so you could see her better.

"we actually need your input on some of the activities for the spring festival back at the commitee, and i thought i’d come here to get you." ben opened his mouth to answer but no words came out. he looked back at you and nadia acknowledged you.

"y/n! i didn’t see you there!" you only waved your hand with a polite smile. ben returned to nadia.

"sure, let me just get my keys." you were annoyed. you knew that this was a temporary arrangement so you didn’t want to get too upset, but it still bugged you.

ben came to you and paused with his hand on your back, and a look in his eyes looking for confirmation that you were okay. you looked back at him and offered him a small smile. his eyes lowered to your lips as he squeezed your arm and started to walk away before you grabbed him back by the arm.

"ben wait, you forgot something."

with that, you held the back of his head with your hands and kissed him deeply. you really wished you had kept at least one eye open to see nadia’s reaction.

"for good luck." you managed to get out with a breathy voice. he cleared his throat and you waved both of them goodbye as they left.

you shouldn’t have to worry about her anymore.

#descendants #ben florian x reader #disney descendants #king ben #descendants fandom #x you #descendants imagine #x y/n #descendants x reader #disney #ben florian #ben florian imagine #king ben x reader #x yn #disney channel #auradon #disney characters #ben beast

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https-percy · 6 months ago

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𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑷𝒊𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝑷𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔

Summary: At Castle coming, Princess Tiana’s sister meets the pirate James Hook, and they form a small bond over a spontaneous dance.

Pairing: James Hook/Captain Hook x Female! Tianas sister! reader

a/n: I've been obsessed with this movie and character since it came out, and I'm finally putting something out there for it.

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The vibrant colors of Auradon Prep’s Castle Coming danced against the grand hall’s polished floors, an attempt at a celebration of unity and hope. But amid the dazzling array of gowns and suits, you stood out—not because of your elegant, sapphire-blue dress, but because of the quiet tension that seemed to follow you like a shadow.

As Princess Tiana’s sister, you were used to the spotlight, but tonight you sought refuge from the endless conversations and polite smiles. You excused yourself from a particularly insistent group of admirers and slipped into a quieter corridor, hoping for a moment of peace.

It was then that you heard it: a soft, melodic whistling, almost haunting, echoing down the hallway. Curious, you followed the sound until you found yourself standing before a tall, dark-haired figure leaning against the wall.

James Hook—pirate, charm incarnate, and one of the most captivating figures to grace Auradon Prep’s grounds, so they say. His attire was strikingly different from the other guests, his leather coat and golden hook a bold statement amidst the evening’s formality.

“Quite the party, isn’t it?” he said, his voice smooth and almost amused as he noticed your approach.

You couldn’t help but smile at his casual demeanor, which was a stark contrast to the rigidity of the event. “Yes, It’s quite overwhelming.”

Hook’s dark eyes twinkled with interest. “And here I thought you’d be relishing in the attention.”

You shrugged, a hint of mischief in your eyes. “Not everyone enjoys being the center of attention. Sometimes it’s nice to escape for a bit.”

He chuckled softly, pushing off the wall and taking a step closer. “I can’t say I’m too fond of these dances myself. Too many rules, too little room for.. adventure.”

There was something intriguing about the way he spoke—like every word was an invitation to a story yet to be told. You found yourself drawn in by his easy charm, a welcome distraction from the evening’s stifling formality.

“I’ve heard stories about you. The mighty Captain Hook,” you said, your tone light. “Some of them are rather... colorful.”

He raised an eyebrow, a roguish grin spreading across his face. “Is that so? And what do these stories say about me?”

“That you’re a scoundrel, a pirate with a heart made of black charcoal—or something along those lines,” you replied, amused by his reaction.

Hook laughed, a genuine sound that seemed to resonate with the very essence of freedom. “Well, if being a scoundrel means finding joy in life’s unpredictable twists, then I suppose I’m guilty as charged.”

You looked at him, your curiosity piqued. “And what about finding joy in dances and non-adventurous events?”

He smirked, his gaze locking with yours. “Not so much. I’d much rather be out on the high seas, chasing after treasure and adventure. But sometimes...it’s nice to make an exception.”

For a moment, you stood there, caught in the spell of his gaze. There was a chemistry between you that seemed..undeniable—a magnetic pull that drew you closer.

“So,” you said, breaking the silence, “what brings you to Castle Coming? if not for all the royal charm?”

Hook’s eyes softened, and he took a step closer. “Maybe I was hoping to meet someone who doesn’t fit the mold. Someone who appreciates a little chaos in the order.”

You tilted your head, studying him. “And have you found what you were looking for?”

His gaze lingered on you, a mixture of admiration and something deeper. “I think I just might have.”

There was an intensity in his eyes that made your heart race. The way he looked at you, with a combination of intrigue and genuine interest, was unlike anything you’d experienced before.

“Maybe,” you said, your voice barely above a whisper, “you should join me for a dance. I think the evening could use a touch of unpredictability.”

Hook smirked, and he offered his hand with a flourish. “Lead the way lass,"

As you took his hand and stepped into the center of the hall, the music swelled around you, and for the first time that evening, you felt truly alive. Hook’s presence was like a breath of fresh air, a reminder that amidst the grandeur and expectation, there was room for spontaneity and connection.

The two of you moved together, the rhythm of the music guiding you in a dance that felt both timeless and exhilarating. With every twirl and step, the distance between you seemed to dissolve, leaving only the electric charge of the moment.

In the midst of the Castle Comings splendor, you found a moment of genuine connection—a pirate and a princess, bound by the magic of the night and the unspoken promise of adventures yet to come.

#descendants #rise of red #james hook #captain hook #captain hook x reader #james hook x reader #descendants 4 #descendants 4 rise of red #oneshot #https-percy

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novaenocyon · 4 months ago

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We need a Wonderlandian word for Princess! Help me out...

As someone who loves the idea of there being a Wonderlandian language (or at the very least, a pseudo-language) that they speak in throughout the Underland, I think there needs to be a word for "princess".

I mean, just think about it---Red is always calling Chloe 'princess' and 'boo', so Chloe needs something to call her as well! And I mean, I know Bridget's title 'Queen of Hearts' is more an ode to her whole cards theme, and she's actually the Empress of Wonderland. While that would make Red an heiress more than a princess, I still think there would a word for it! Plus, Ella might have called Bridget by this term at some point, so it can be used in that way too.

If you look below the cut, there's a few words I've collected (some are canon within the Alice In Wonderland world, others are my own ideas which you can feel free to nab and use yourself). Use those as inspiration and use those beautiful brains so we can think of something cute for Chloe to use to refer to Red as!

I also have a hell of a lot more hc ideas so @ me or reblog this if you want more (BEG FOR IT MWAHAHA /j)

• Regions ~ Witzend (Hatter Land, mountainous), Queast (a brimful land to the East), Snud (Southern land, home to Grampus Blues/Trotter's Bottom), Salazen Grum (aka Desert of Crims), The Tulgey Wood (Tove/Jabberwocky/Jubjub /Bandersnatch territory), Gummer Slough (viscously muddy swamp), Iplam (SW near Tulgey), Caterpillar Bush (within Cheshire domain, near Iplam), Bramble Bay (on the other side of Tulgey Wood), Looking Glass Mountain, Vorpal Mountain,

• Language (Outlandish) ~ Tulgey (Twisty), Wanderer/Wonderer (Any Wonderlandian visiting Auradon), Futterwacken (joyous dance), Futterwack (one who is excitable) Brillig (almost supper; a time), Ezel (all that way; "You want to go up ezel?"), Fairfarren (farewell), Frumious (filthy/smelly), Gallymongers (crazy), Guddler (theif), Guddlegud (grabby hands; nickname) Gyre (spin), Klotchyn (Listen up), Mimsy (flimsy & miserable), Noge (get/go down), Nunz (not yet), Orgal (to the left), Stang (to the right), Outgribe (bellowing whistley sneeze), Saganistute (sage/astute person), Scut (vulgar word for butt), Slithy (lithe/slimy), Yadder (past/beyond), Zounder (behind/behind you), "Naught for usal" (no use in it), "Slurking urpal slackush scrum" (bad word of the most worst meaning), Temmut/Temnut (hero), Temsil (liberator), Gordazzlous (gorgeous/dazzling), Futtertitilles (butterflies), Titilleskips (palpitations of the heart), Titiller (flirt), Crims (grasp/hold or center/heart depending on context), Gnasher/Gnawer (Social terms for fanged Wonderlandians that act differently during teething season; One tears things to ease the ache in their gums, the other prefers to gently hold things in their mouth), Chumbler (A durable & bulky teether for gnashers), Grawnib (A delicate & intricate teether for gnawers), blockspade (blockade),

• Plants ~ Prank Rafflesia (long tendrils, hangs people upside down), Fluttneb nuts (an unusually unimpressive nut with a sweet, caramel center), Nerghumfop poppies (explode with a sticky red dust), Pippernuttle (vibrant & colorful sticky-burrs), Besifentuc root (an ingredient in the WL fever medicine), Chawgritt trees (Grow in the Crims of Salazar Grum; Shed tough, high-nutrience bark that is often used in teethers),

Also a little extra thing, here's a little idea dump on the different card types:

~ Hearts = Status, (telethesia*) ~|~ Diamonds = Protection, (invulnerability) ~|~ Spades = Influence, (teleportation) ~|~ Clubs = Labor, (telekinesis)

*telethesia = the ability to know that something has happened or is in a place without the use of the five main senses. This can be used to slightly predict an outcome or stay in touch with Wonderland when on the surface (Auradon), often in the form of calls or a looking glass.

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anonymousewrites · 1 month ago

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Apple of My Eye Chapter Eighteen

Harry Hook x Child of Snow White! Reader

Chapter Eighteen: Part of Your World

Summary: The Isle is open for people to come and go, but the story of the VKs joining Auradon isn't over.

Announcement: I am going on a brief hiatus until January 22nd since I'm going abroad, but I wanted to give you guys an update before I left. It also gets into more original content to remind everyone the story is not over, we have things to see still!

A few weeks later…

(Y/N) spun and blocked a sword slash. They grinned, kicked, and dodged back.

Harry laughed as his breath was knocked from him. “Fightin’ dirty. I’m a bad influence, Highness,” he teased, straightening.

“I thought you called it, ‘fighting creatively,’ ” replied (Y/N), still crouched with their sword in hand.

“Fair enough.” Harry lunged.

(Y/N) dodged, but Harry pivoted and struck again. (Y/N) narrowly parried, pressing their sword against his. He pushed forward, and (Y/N) stumbled back into a tree. Harry leaned over them as he pressed the sword down.

“I got ya, Highness,” said Harry.

“Not yet,” replied (Y/N), arms shaking as they held back his sword.

Harry changed his angle abruptly and took a step closer. His front was almost touching (Y/N)’s. Their breath stuttered, and their sword went sailing out of their hand as they tried to move out of the way. Tripping over his feet, (Y/N) went down.

“Oh—!”

Harry dropped his sword and caught them. Hands around their waist, Harry straightened (Y/N).

“Ya fallin’ for me finally, Highness?” said Harry, hands still on their hips.

(Y/N) rolled their eyes and laughed. “Hardly.” Still, they didn’t move.

“Pity,” drawled Harry. “Would’ve given you an excuse for losin’.”

“It’s still 3-2,” said (Y/N), patting his chest and stepping away.

“No, it’s 2-2,” said Harry.

(Y/N) picked up their sword. “The duel on the Isle still counts~”

“Does it, now? Now that’s playin’ dirty,” said Harry.

“Yet you’re smiling,” said (Y/N). They grinned over their shoulder and winked. “And it means I’m winning.”

Harry chuckled and picked up his sword. “I’m winnin’ the next one, and then we’re tied.”

“So another duel in a few days?” said (Y/N).

“Wouldn’t miss it,” said Harry.

(Y/N) smiled. Harry smiled in return.

Ever since the VKs had all come to Auradon, life had been a blur. The Villains who were clear on wanting to reform—such as Lady Tremaine, Dr. Facilier, and, surprisingly, the Evil Queen—had been helped by the royals and government to find homes and settle in to life again. Their kids were given opportunities for schooling, spreading out to be near their parents if they wished to be or farther away if they preferred.

Harry was one of the ones who was now in Auradon, studying and forming new connections. He still preferred Uma and Gil over other friendships, but it was clear something was emerging between him and (Y/N). The pair were seen together often, understanding one another. (Y/N) put effort into helping every adjusting VK, but they had a special friendship—connection—with Harry.

The pair even had weekly duels that never ceased to entertain them. Harry emerged as a powerhouse on the Auradon fencing team, but he enjoyed the wildness, the lack of rules, the banter that his duels with (Y/N) had. (Y/N) liked getting to handle their sword more often. Plus, both adored the fact they could be closer to the other.

“Ready to head to lunch?” said (Y/N), picking up their bag. “We can drop our swords off in the gym on our way there.”

“I’m at your service, Highness,” teased Harry.

(Y/N) rolled their eyes and adjusted their yellow bandana. Today, they wore a simple pair of blue pants and a red top, easy to move in but still put-together. “If you’re done with that, let’s go.”

Harry just grinned. He loved their reactions to his teasing. They always had a small smile hiding their amusement, and his heart beat just that much faster when he saw it.

“Hey, everyone,” said (Y/N), sitting down with their tray of food.

“Out sword-fighting again?” said Evie, smiling knowingly.

“Some of us like a little action,” said Harry.

“Don’t make it sound like that,” groaned (Y/N) with a laugh.

“As long as you don’t stab my best friend, we’re fine,” said Evie cheerfully.

“Didn’t stab ‘em, but I did win,” said Harry.

“That’s my first mate,” said Uma, grinning and lifting her hand. The pair high-fived.

“I’m still beating him overall,” said (Y/N).

“You should get on the fencing team,” said Mal, grinning.

“Yeah, but then I would have to fight with Harry, and he’s so much more fun as an opponent,” said (Y/N), laughing.

“You could tease him when he messes up,” said Jay.

“Thank you, Jay,” said Harry, rolling his eyes. “I never mess up.”

“Last week you knocked your own hook off your hand into a tree,” said (Y/N). “And it took us forever to pull it out.”

“That’s my hook, not my sword-fightin’,” said Harry.

“I thought you were an expert with both,” said (Y/N) innocently. Evie laughed, and Carlos smothered a laugh.

“I am,” said Harry, grinning at them. He picked up his hook—that now hung from his belt most days since it wasn’t “polite” to be waving a hook at people 24/7—and spun it around. “Want to let me show ya?”

“I remember when you first got your hook and couldn’t hold it up,” said Gil brightly.

Harry groaned at the reminder, and the table burst out laughing.

“Sorry I’m late, guys,” said Ben, sliding into his seat.

“It’s alright,” said Mal, taking his hand and squeezing. “More meetings?”

“I wish it was just that,” said Ben, sighing. “There was an incident today.”

“Another one?” said Uma, narrowing her eyes.

“Yeah,” said Ben. “Celia was doing a tarot reading for some of her friends, and someone got the ‘Death’ card, which represents change, apparently, but Ariel’s daughter noticed and freaked out. There was a bit of a shouting match, and I got called in to mediate.”

Mal grimaced, (Y/N) sighed, and several of the VKs frowned. For the most part, VKs leaving the Isle as free people had gone smoothly, but amongst the newer generation, there was still some friction. Some of the people who had grown up in Auradon with the stories of their parents suffering at the hands of villains were scared of the VKs and made it known. Fortunately, no one had pulled an Audrey and gone off the deep end. In fact, Audrey had turned over a new leaf, and, despite not ever being super close to any of the VKs, she was endeavoring to help some of them settle into their new lives and teach her fellow royals that anyone could be good and anyone could be evil.

Still, some incidents—like the one from today—still occurred. Such a big change in the world would never be smooth. All Ben and Mal could do was oversee the transition and make sure there were people in place to help mediate any issues before they blew out of proportion.

“Did it get resolved?” said (Y/N).

“Yeah,” said Ben. “But could you speak to your team about keeping an eye on Eris to make sure he doesn’t get spooked or lash out again?”

“Yeah,” said (Y/N). “And I can ask her brother, Adrian, to speak to her.”

“At least he has a good head on his shoulders,” said Uma. She had been on edge when first meeting her mother’s nemesis’s son, but Adrian was smart and friendly—an optimist if anyone was one. Eris was similar to her brother, but she was a little more skittish.

“I know,” said (Y/N), agreed (Y/N).

“He even handled your breakup really well,” said Ben, smiling.

Harry’s fork froze in his food, and his gaze flicked up to (Y/N). “You dated him?”

“I went on one date with him, I don’t know why everyone makes it seem like we really dated,” said (Y/N), quick to correct the situation.

“Oh, good, I’d question your taste,” said Harry.

“Would you?” said (Y/N), looking at him curiously.

“He’s too rule-followin’ for ya,” said Harry. He grinned. “You need someone with flair.”

“Let me know when you see someone like that,” said (Y/N) cheerfully, and Harry smirked.

Evie and Uma exchanged looks. They were literally near begging for the pair to confess and get-together. The banter-flirting was unbearable.

“Okay…” said Carlos, looking between (Y/N) and Harry. “I’ll let Jane know that you and the other VK mentors need to meet.”

“Thanks,” said (Y/N), smiling at him. They looked at Ben. “And don’t worry, Ben. We knew this would happen. But it’s going to be alright.”

“Yeah,” agreed Uma. “(Y/N) and I will make sure everyone checks in on their mentees to see if there’s been other issues.”

“Thanks, guys,” said Ben.

“I’m so glad we have you two,” said Mal, smiling. “And I have a meeting today, but I’ll be at the next check-in.” She was a Queen-to-be, but she wasn’t going to be uninvolved with her people—Isle and Auradon.

“Okay, is everyone here?” said (Y/N), entering to clubroom.

“Yeah,” said Jane, nodding.

“Good,” said Uma. “We can get started.”

(Y/N), Evie, and Uma stood in front of the group of Auradon kids involved in helping Isle kids adjust to life in Auradon and schooling at Auradon Prep. Audrey was there—part of her community service and her own change for the better. Lizzie Darling, (Y/N)’s roommate and Wendy Darling’s daughter, sat at a table. Adrian, Ariel and Prince Eric’s son, was leaning back in his chair. The last few people were Esme—Esmeralda and Phoebus’s daughter, Herod—Megara and Hercules’s son, and Fleur—Flora’s daughter.

“Alright, so we had an incident today,” said Jane. “Celia got accused of wanting to kill someone because of a tarot reading.”

Adrian sighed. “I heard from Eris. I’m sorry about her. I’ll talk to her.”

“Good,” said Uma, nodding. “Eris just got scared, so she probably won’t be a repeat offender.”

“Who do we have that’s still causing trouble?” said (Y/N).

“Chad Charming is still…rude,” said Jane, sighing.

“He’s too scared to do anything, so, hopefully, it’ll fade away,” said Audrey. She winced. “He’s still scared of me.”

“Scare him into not doing anything,” said (Y/N) cheerfully.

“(Y/N),” said Jane.

“I like that idea,” said Uma.

“Uma,” said Jane.

Uma and (Y/N) shrugged.

Jane chuckled and continued. “Thea, Tinkerbell’s daughter, has been sneering down her nose.”

“Yeah, Harry has been getting a lot of scowls from her,” said Uma. “Honestly, I think he’s impressed by how she holds a grudge.”

(Y/N) laughed. “Sounds like him.”

“Farley, Fauna’s son, has been pretty upset about the lack of supervision of the VKs,” said Audrey. She could remember when she had thought that way. “He thinks they should be on probation instead of immediately accepted.”

Jane looked at her notes. “Yeah, he’s in our notes.”

“Has he or Thea tried to provoke anyone?” said Evie.

“Not yet,” said Jane. “So far it’s just vague comments, nothing direct. The only one who’s tried to outright provoke the VKs to react is Marion, Merida’s daughter. She’s headstrong, so she’s not afraid to go right up to the VKs and accuse them of…acting evil.”

“Alright,” said (Y/N). “So, Adrian, you talk to Eris.” He nodded. “Fleur, Jane, you two are fairy kids, can one of you talk to Farley?”

“Sure,” said Fleur.

“Esme, Harod, Lizzie, one of you talk to Thea,” said (Y/N).

“I can do it,” said Lizzie, smiling.

“And Audrey, you can talk to Chad,” said (Y/N).

“(Y/N), Evie, and I will talk to the VKs to make sure they’re doing well,” said Uma.

Everyone nodded.

“In general, has everyone’s mentees been doing well?” said Jane.

“I think so,” said Esme. “Some of mine are a little closed-off, but I’m being patient.”

“They’re a little nervous,” said Evie, smiling. “But they like you. They like all of you, actually.” The other mentors smiled.

Uma nodded. “Just let them get used to being respected and being allowed to have questions or be unsure. On the Isle, you couldn’t afford that. It was a weakness. These kids are still getting used to being themselves.”

“We’ll give them time,” said Harod. “I think finding clubs and sports is helping.”

“Right,” said Evie. “That’s how Carlos and Jay started to fit in. I have my business that helped me connect to people.”

“And we have the celebration ball coming up,” said Audrey. “Balls are great places to mingle.”

“You like dressing up,” said Evie.

“Guilty,” said Audrey.

“Should we take our mentees shopping or let them go with friends?” said Fleur. “I don’t want to interfere or smother them.”

“Uma, Evie? What do you think?” said (Y/N).

“Give them advice of what people usually wear—the standards of dress,” said Uma. “But don’t push them towards a particular style.”

“Right,” said Evie. “I was prepared when I came because my mom was a queen and taught me how to dress for events. Mal wasn’t sure, so I helped her. But after she became Ben’s girlfriend, she tried to fit with the ‘princess’ aesthetic too much, and it didn’t feel like her. Make sure your mentees don’t feel like they’re going to stand out because they’re underdressed, but make sure they also feel like they’re being true to themselves.”

“And offer to come with them only if they ask,” said Uma. “That way they can go with people they feel comfortable with and branch out.”

The mentors nodded, and (Y/N) smiled.

“Alright. You heard them,” said (Y/N).

“But, uh—” Evie grinned. “Send people my way. I know how to design, and I love balls.”

“Are we advertisements for you?” laughed Uma.

Evie shrugged. “Maybe.”

The group laughed. (Y/N) smiled at them all. Between all the VKs eager to have a second change and all the people willing to help them, it wouldn’t take long for the reform program to really get off its feet. The scared people of Auradon would see just how good the VKs could be, and then, slowly, a new era of peace could begin.

And it was all thanks to the hard work of two groups of people coming together and the leaders from both trying to make a better world.

(Y/N) smiled.

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isimarie2 · 5 months ago

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Werwolf AU

Red is an Werwolf but she didnt know she is one

Red is alowed to go to Auradon prep

This was unusual for her mom to send her there but then her mom starts a coup and she sees that she treathens the bublie girls mother and something snaps in Red she takes a sword and kills her mother

She meet Chloe at the entrance and something tells her that she musst protect her and shes drawn to her since that moment so when she saw her upset about her mother geting sentenced to death something snaped in her

After that Red gets acepted to Auradon prep under one condition that someone is her guardian

Chloes mom who witnesed all and saw how Red protectet her and even killed her mom for her and heard about all the things the QoH did to Wonderland and Red decidet to take Red in

Then Chloe and Red become besties over a months time

one day they are outside stargazing and it is Fullmoon

All day long Red feelt weard and kind of sick

Red begins to turn (bones snaping)

Chloe panics

Red is in a lot of pain

When everything stops Red is turned and Chloe just looks at her and Red panics and runs away

Red is missing for weaks

Cant turn back to human form

Chloe begins to search for her

Red always lurks in the shadows and looks out for Chloe

someday Chloe goes realy deep into the woods and gets atackt by a creture

Red sees that and atacks the creture and kills it

Chloe is in schock

Chloe thinks its another creture till she sees the deep red furr

Red is looking at her and is about to run away again

And Chloe makes a stupid decision and sprints with full speed at Red and engulfes her in a hug (more like tries to do so)

And Red lets her and completly relaxes at that moment

Red goes back with Chloe

They find a way to turn her back

They find out its kind of mental thats why she didnt turn back to human form

Turns out Reds dad was a Werwolf and thats why the curse activated because she inherited it She turns back to normal kind of

she now has larger fangs as a human, shes faster than normal human speed, she can lift realy heavy things and can turn per will

Chloe thinks Reds fangs are realy cute

After that a lot of things happen happy moments, dark moments, Red attacking people who hurt Chloe and Chloe needing to calm her down and Felings begin to form someday they know why Red is so over protective with Chloe and they get they happy ever after.

Thers Hurt, Trauma, Injuries, Angst, Happy ending but bevore that is geting realy bad and fluf

Red turns in Werwolf form when shes happy and Chloe pets her and thinks shes realy cute because Red tail begins to wag when Chloe pets her.

#pls someone write this #chloe charming #charminghearts #chloe x red #glassheart #red hearts #the rise of red #descendants the rise of red #red x chloe #redcharming #that could be a 20k or more Ao3 story

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dovesdreaming · 7 months ago

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Descendants masterlist ->

“Love is not weak or ridiculous. It's actually really amazing”

Masterlist navigation

Characters:

mal-

Evie-

-x sibling reader: coming soon

Carlos de vil-

-The magic between us: Carlos de vil unexpectedly meets you on your arrival from wonderland. Your card tricks (and yourself) pique his interest.

-x reader who can talk to ghosts: coming soon

Jay-

-meeting the parents: coming soon

-jay x lonnie: coming soon

Uma-

-I hate that I like you: enemies to lovers with Ariel and Eric’s kid

-x blind reader who can see through crows: coming soon

Harry hook-

-Relationship headcanons

-Your Cheshire Cat grin: Harry hook x Cheshire Cat daughter headcanons

-Harry hook meeting readers father, the Cheshire Cat: coming soon

-Hooked on you: reader is the princess of hearts who is sent to Auradon and expects to be bored out her mind but a certain pirate catches her eye.

-princess of hearts reader 2: coming soon

-pt3 coming soon

-Wish upon a hook: You couldn’t grant peoples wishes like your mother could but you always asked them what there wish was. Little did you know you were Harry hooks wish.

-Lost in the tide: You and Harry were best friends til you took your chance at a new beginning on the isle. When reunited he finds his forgiveness in a passionate kiss.

-Lights across the water: After noticing a flickering light from the isle you reply by flashing your own light. This becomes a daily routine until one day you meet the culprit face to face.

-Harry hook x insecure!reader headcanons

-I’m glad I met you: Harry can’t get enough of reader, he’s obsessed.

-Tides of fate: reader is the daughter of silver mist and grew up with Harry in neverland but when she is sent to Auradon she thought she had lost him forever until a chance encounter.

-Pirates charm: Your the daughter of Meg and Hercules, everyone always compares you to your mother saying your exactly like her. You couldn’t deny it either especially with how you wouldn’t let yourself swoon for Harry hook.

-Marked by fate: you and Harry shared soulmarks, you were destined to be soulmates but that might be tricky when you too have a strong dislike for each other. However, when the barrier comes down and your reunited you see each other differently.

-x captain reader: coming soon

-Between the tides: Your the daughter of Raya and Namaari. You find yourself entangled with the Harry hook and can’t get him out of your mind.

-The girl with the hat: Harry hook is used to life on the edge and never lets anyone get to close to him yet when the daughter of the Mad Hatter, a girl as eccentric as she is enchanting, stumbles into his life, he finds himself drawn to her in ways he never expected.

-behind the scenes (on screen enemies behind the camera lovers): coming soon

-A deal with a pirate: You and Harry fake date so that he can come to Auradon and you can show everyone you’re still a villain kid. Though maybe this deal got blurred when Harry became so charming.

-Love for another: Mal only went along with the whole charade with Ben to get better treatment for the isle, little did he know her and Harry hook were actually in a relationship. (Mal x Harry hook)

-Caught with the tide: You wished people saw you as more than just the daughter of mr smee and your wish might just come true in the most unlikely form of Harry hook.

-x mute reader

-protective over younger sister: coming soon

Ben Florian-

-Dating headcanons

Part two: coming soon

-pre relationship headcanons: coming soon

-Healing touch: When your ill Ben ditches royal duties to make sure you’re looked after properly.

-You’re all I need: Ben has been stressed out due to all his responsibilities as king and you help him relax

-vk and Ben flirting: coming soon

-You like me?: reader is oblivious to bens flirting

Part two: coming soon

-All because I liked a boy: reader is terrorised by the media after Ben and hers breakup is leaked

P2:

-A simple life: domestic fluff headcanons

-mal stealing Ben: coming soon

Chad charming-

-Charmingly infuriating: Chad is a pain to deal with but when you let him know it causes him to change drastically. You begin to like this new Chad.

-Charming intentions: Chad Charming has always had a reputation in Auradon for being a bit of a flirt and full of himself. So, when he starts showing interest in you, you dismiss it as more of his typical behavior. But Chad is determined to prove that, for once, he’s being genuine.

-oblivious reader: coming soon

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crowpickingss · 6 months ago

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Tick Tock

hook x gn! reader

summary: the reader and hooks son (not Harry) travels back in time to break up hook and the reader

warnings: crying, breakup, breakdown

a/n: part one of a two part series, the son is the younger sibling to harry. part 2 is written and will be released tmr

ps. please overlook the fact that the sons wouldn’t exist if hook and the reader broke up

credits to @w4w4lycsss for the idea (fic listed here: annoying children)

part 2 | prequal

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You relished the time you spent with your boyfriend. James Hook was the one you wanted to spend your life with the one for you. You two were Merlin Academy favourite couple, and you wore that title with pride.

Hook was a romantic he would always do small gestures like giving you expensive jewels that he defiantly didn’t steal or taking you on dates to his favourite places. The love he had for you was infinite.You had the perfect storybook love as many dubbed it a happy ever after.

Right now you were sitting on hooks lap as he told a story to his friends you were picking at the grass when one of the new people came up to you. He was wearing a leather jacket and black combat boots accompanied by black cargo shorts. His style reminded you of hook.

The new kid sat down on the grass next to hook and you “Hey would you happen to know we’re James and y/n would be?” You lifted yourself off of hooks lap and seated yourself between hook and the new kid “You’re in luck, I am y/n” He smirked sinisterly “Great, you wouldn’t mind showing me around the school would you” You stood up and brushed off your outfit “I’m free, how about we start over there”

It took hook a while to notice you were gone he went to pull you back onto his lap when he realised you were missing. He frowned but turned back to his friends “Why did y/n leave? Did I say something wrong” Morgie shook his head and moved next to hook to comfort him “Nah, he went off with the new kid” A small wave of jealously hit hook he didn’t know why but he didn’t like the new kid.

For the days following you found the new kid would stick to you like glue, every time he would steal you away hook would get more jealous and lest trustworthy of you. One day when you had avoided him completely he hit his breaking point, he broke down in Morgie’s arms confessing everything.

The next day when you approached him the VK’s shooed you away. You were confused and hurt that your friends had pushed you away. Soon you found yourself spending more time with the new kid, he seemed happier now that hook had stopped seeing you.

One day you found hook at his locker and confronted him “Hook, why are you avoiding me?” He looked over to you and a tear formed in his eye “I can’t believe you, we’ve been dating for a year and you go and cheat” You frown “I’m not cheating, I don’t know why you would think that” He slammed his locker door “Stop lying, we’re over” He stormed off most likely into his friends arms.

That night you cried yourself to sleep in your dorm. The next day everything in your dorm that belonged to hook was boxed up and sent to his dorm. You sent back every piece of jewellery expect for one pearl necklace the first one he had given you.

You had tried to find comfort in the new kids arms but he had left weeks after he had arrived. You felt alone and cold distant.

Now in present day you were cold and distant. Even when the isle opened up you found to sickening. You had left Auradon to build new lands elsewhere. You were controlling and ruthless many people were too afraid to even speak to you. The only person you cared about was your son. The same son that had traveled back in time and had broken you and hook up

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shadowrinrin · 6 months ago

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Mine.xoxo - Jay Descendants

Summary: You and Jay (Descendants) are friends with benefits and are with each other most of the time but when Uma and her crew came to Auradon to help Mal for the week you and Harry Hook started getting close and Jay was jealous even Carlos and his pet talking dog Dude noticed it, so he had to remind you who you belong to

warnings: Oral [both receiving] fingering, clit play. Cum play. Making out. Swearing. Pet names. Dirty talk. Foreplay

Note: Yall this is my first time it might not make sense but yk oh well

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Like a Harley in the wind, got you bragging to your friends the way you ride

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In the vibrant heart of Auradon, where the castle sparkled like a jewel against the brilliant blue sky, the air crackled with excitement and tension. You, the daughter of Mother Gothel and Jay, the effortlessly charming son of Jafar, had a relationship that was anything but ordinary. Friends with benefits, you spent most of your time entwined in each other's lives, sharing laughter, secrets, and a few heated moments that ignited more than just friendship but was there need to stop the tension? Yes.

"Hey, Harry," I called out as I tossed a pillow at his retreating form. He was already halfway out the door, his messy brown hair sticking up in every direction from our impromptu pillow fight. His blue eyes glinted with mischief as he caught it mid-air, tossing it back at me with a grin.

We'd been friends for as long as I could remember, growing up in the shadow of our parents' legendary rivalry. Jay and I had always had a thing for each other, but our friendship with Harry had been a constant in the ever-changing tides of our lives. His cheeky banter and the way he could make me laugh when I was feeling down had become a source of comfort and strength. Our friendship was a safe haven, a place where I could be myself without the weight of expectations.

But when Uma and her crew arrived, something shifted. Harry's usual flirtatious glances turned into something more intense, his smiles reaching deeper into my soul. We found ourselves spending more time together, laughing louder, sharing secrets that seemed too precious to be whispered to anyone else. He'd lean in closer when we talked, and I'd catch myself inhaling the faint scent of the sea that clung to him, a reminder of his pirate heritage. Our eyes would meet and linger for just a beat too long, sending a thrill through me that was entirely new.

Jay noticed the change immediately. His easy going demeanour grew tense, his jokes less frequent. He'd watch us from across the room, his eyes narrowing when Harry's hand would brush against mine, or when we'd share a knowing smile. Carlos and Dude, ever the observant duo, picked up on it too. They'd exchange glances that were as clear as the neon signs in the Isle of the Lost. It was as if they were silently communicating their concern over the shifting dynamics of our friendship.

Carlos, noticed the shift. With Dude, his loyal dog, wagging his tail beside him, he approached Jay, who was leaning against a wall, arms crossed, eyes fixed on you and Harry lounging on a nearby bench.

“Hey, man, you good?” Carlos asked, worry creeping into his voice.

Jay's eyes narrowed slightly. “Yeah, just watching.”

“Watching what? You mean watching her flirt with Hook?” Carlos shot back, exasperated. “You know she’s with you, right?”

“Is she?” Jay replied, a hint of bitterness lacing his words. “Because it sure doesn’t look that way.”

Dude barked, as if to punctuate the point, trying to bring some levity to the situation. Carlos sighed, rolling his eyes. “Jay, you need to remind her who she belongs to,” he said, more serious now. “It’s obvious she likes you. Just… show her one of these days.”

One evening, I stumbled upon Jay in the training room, sweat beads glistening on his forehead as he parried with a dummy. The clanging of metal on metal filled the air, echoing off the stone walls. His movements were sharp, agitated. Harry had just left after a particularly flirty conversation, and the tension in the room was palpable.

"Couldn't stay away from the lovebirds, could you?" Jay quipped without looking up from his training.

I rolled my eyes at his dramatic tone. "Don't be ridiculous, Jay," I said, leaning against the archway. "We're just friends having fun."

Jay stopped abruptly, panting slightly. He turned to face me, the practice sword still in hand. "Friends, huh?" His eyes searched mine, and I felt a knot tighten in my stomach. There was something in his gaze that made me want to confess every little thought I'd had about Harry. "Is that all it is?"

He took a step closer, and the scent of sweat and leather filled the air. It was a stark contrast to Harry's clean, salty scent. Jay's eyes darkened, and he set the sword down with a clatter. Before I could react, he was right in front of me, his hand reaching out to tuck a stray hair behind my ear. His touch was gentle but firm, a silent claim that sent a shiver down my spine.

"I know what you're doing," he said, his voice low and gruff. "But you can't have both of us, Y/N."

My heart pounded in my chest as Jay's words hung in the air. He'd clearly been thinking about the same thing I had been, the growing tension between the three of us. But I didn't know how to tell him that I didn't want to choose. That every time Harry looked at me with those piercing eyes, I felt a pull I couldn't ignore. And yet, Jay had always been there for me, through thick and thin.

"Jay," I began, my voice wavering slightly. "I don't know what you're talking about."

But before I could say anything else, Jay had grabbed my wrist, pulling me out of the archway and into the dimly lit corridor. His grip was firm, almost painful, and his eyes burned with a possessiveness that was both thrilling and terrifying. He was usually so laid back, so this side of him was uncharted territory.

"Let's go," he said through gritted teeth, leading me towards the dorms. I could feel the tension in his body, the urgency of his steps. I didn't fight him; I was too surprised, too overwhelmed by the suddenness of it all.

As we approached the door to our wing, Harry stepped out of the shadows, his eyes widening at the sight of Jay's grip on my wrist. "What's going on here?" he asked, his voice steady despite the obvious tension in the air.

Jay's eyes never left mine. "It's nothing you need to worry about, Harry," he said, his tone laced with a challenge.

But Harry didn't back down. He stepped closer, his chest puffing out slightly. "If it involves her, it's my business," he said, his voice firm.

Jay shot him a look that could've frozen lava. "Back off, Hook," he warned, his grip on my wrist tightening. "This is between me and Y/N."

Ignoring Harry's protests, Jay tugged me along the corridor, his strides long and purposeful. We reached his dorm room, and before I could blink, he'd pushed the door open and practically thrown me onto the bed. The plush comforter muffled my gasp as I landed, and I looked up at him in surprise. His eyes searched mine, a storm of emotions raging behind them. Jealousy, anger, and something else—desire.

"What are you doing?" I managed to ask, my voice a whisper.

Jay's eyes were like thunderclouds, full of unspoken words and emotions. He didn't answer but instead closed the door behind him with a firm click that seemed to echo through the room. His hand didn't leave my wrist, and he stepped closer, towering over me. The room felt suddenly much smaller, the air thick with a mix of his scent and the anticipation of what was about to happen.

"Jay, please," I murmured, trying to sit up, but he was having none of it. He leaned over me, his face a mask of determination.

"You need to remember who you belong to," he said, his voice a low growl. His hand slid from my wrist to my cheek, his thumb tracing the curve of my jaw with a firmness that sent a thrill through me.

Jay's eyes searched mine, looking for something—confirmation, perhaps, or maybe just reassurance. His other hand found its way to my waist, and he pulled me closer, so that our bodies were almost touching. His gaze dropped to my lips, and for a moment, I thought he might kiss me. But instead, he leaned in and whispered, "You're mine, Y/N."

The words sent a thrill through me, and I felt myself melting into the bed beneath him. He kissed me then, hard and possessive, his tongue demanding entry to my mouth. His hand slid under my shirt, and he began to trace my ribs, his touch setting my skin on fire. His fingers found my breast, and he squeezed gently, eliciting a gasp from me. His thumb found my hardened nipple and began to tease it, sending bolts of pleasure straight to my core.

Jay pulled back just enough to tug my shirt over my head, his eyes never leaving mine. He dropped it to the floor and leaned back in, his mouth finding my neck, kissing and sucking gently. I moaned his name as his hand slid down my stomach and into my pants, his fingers expertly finding my wetness. He groaned into my ear, "You're so fucking wet for me, baby."

He played with my clit, rubbing it in tight circles, making me squirm beneath him. His other hand held the back of my neck, keeping me in place as he whispered filthy things that made me blush. I could feel my orgasm building, my breaths coming in short gasps. "You like that, don't you?" he murmured, his voice gruff with desire. "You like it when I make you feel good."

I nodded, unable to form words as his mouth moved to my chest, kissing and licking my breasts before taking one in his mouth. He sucked hard, and I moaned, arching my back. His teeth grazed my nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. "Fuck, Jay," I gasped, my hands tangling in his hair. He smirked up at me, the look in his eyes dark and hungry.

He slid down my body, his mouth leaving a trail of fire across my stomach. He pulled my pants down roughly, exposing me to the cool air. He took in the sight of me, his eyes glinting with lust. "You're so beautiful," he murmured, his voice hoarse. He spread my legs wider, his hand guiding himself to my entrance. "So fucking beautiful."

He didn't wait for a response, plunging into me without hesitation. The feeling was intense, and I bit my lip to keep from screaming out. Jay knew exactly what he was doing, filling me up completely and hitting all the right spots. His movements grew faster, his breathing heavier. I could feel his passion, his need to claim me, to make me his. He leaned down, capturing my mouth in a bruising kiss, his tongue mimicking the rhythm of his hips.

"You're so fucking tight," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "I've missed this."

Jay's words sent a shiver down my spine as he continued to explore my body with his mouth. He kissed and licked my neck, his teeth grazing my collarbone, making me squirm beneath him. His hand moved down to my panties, sliding them aside to expose my wetness. He groaned against my skin as he felt how ready I was for him.

"You want this, don't you?" he whispered, his breath hot against my ear. "You want me to make you cum."

I nodded, my eyes rolling back in my head as his thumb found my clit again, his other fingers sliding into me. He began to pump in and out in a steady rhythm, curling his fingers to hit my g-spot. I moaned, my body responding to his touch like it had been starved.

"Yeah, that's it," he murmured, his eyes locked on mine. "Cum for me, baby."

Jay's fingers worked their magic, his touch sending me soaring closer to the edge. His thumb flicked over my clit, and his index and middle fingers curled inside me, stroking that spot that made me see stars. I couldn't help but think about Harry, his gentle touch and sweet words. But Jay was right here, his body pressing into mine, his roughness a stark contrast to Harry's finesse.

"Forget about him," Jay growled, as if reading my mind. "I'm the one who knows exactly how to make you scream."

He slammed into me, his fingers working their magic in a way that made me see stars. Harry's touch was like a gentle sea breeze, but Jay's was a tempest, rough and all-consuming. The room spun around us as he claimed me, his words a declaration of ownership that sent a thrill through my body. His thumb circled my clit with the precision of a maestro, pushing me closer to the brink.

With a final, desperate arch of my back, I gave in to the pleasure. My nails dug into Jay's shoulders as my orgasm crashed over me, wave after wave of bliss. He didn't let up, his strokes becoming more urgent as he chased his own release. His eyes bore into mine, demanding that I acknowledge the power he held over me. And at that moment, I did. I was his, body and soul.

As the last tremors of pleasure subsided, Jay pulled away, his chest heaving with exertion. He looked down at me, his expression a mix of triumph and something else—fear, perhaps? Did he think I would reject him after this display of possessiveness? But instead of speaking, he leaned down and kissed me again, his tongue claiming my mouth as thoroughly as he had claimed my body.

His hand slid down my side, his fingers brushing against my still-sensitive skin. I felt a jolt of excitement as he reached down to unbuckle his pants, his eyes never leaving mine. He pulled out his cock, thick and hard, and I couldn't help but stare at it. It had been a while since I'd seen him like this, and the sight of him made me wet all over again.

With a smug grin, Jay lined himself up with my entrance and pushed in with one swift motion. I gasped, the sudden fullness making me see stars. He didn't give me a moment to adjust, instead starting to thrust in and out at a breakneck pace. His hips pounded into me, his movements fast and furious, like he was trying to brand me from the inside out. Each stroke sent a jolt of pleasure through my body, making me moan uncontrollably.

The room was filled with the sounds of our bodies colliding, the headboard slamming against the wall in time with his thrusts. I could feel myself stretching around him, accommodating his size and the ferocity of his passion. He was like a storm, unyielding and unstoppable. And just like a storm, he brought with him a sense of excitement and danger that was utterly intoxicating.

Jay's hips moved with a fierce rhythm, his cock plunging deep inside me with a speed that left me breathless. Each stroke sent shockwaves of pleasure through my core, making me clench around him. His eyes never left mine, a silent challenge in their depths. He was marking me, reminding me of who I belonged to, and with every thrust, I felt myself slipping further under his spell.

His hand found my clit again, his thumb pressing down as he fucked me. The combination of his thick cock filling me and his skilled thumb on my sensitive bud was too much. I felt my orgasm building, a crescendo of pleasure that threatened to drown me. My nails dug into his back, leaving marks that would surely be a testament to the passion we shared.

Jay's breathing grew ragged, his eyes locked on mine. "You're going to cum for me," he ordered, his voice thick with lust. "Cum for me, baby."

With a final, punishing thrust, he sent me hurtling over the edge again. My body convulsed around him, my muscles tightening as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. Jay groaned, his own release following quickly. He collapsed on top of me, his body heavy but welcome. For a moment, we lay there, panting and sweaty, our hearts racing in time with one another.

As our breaths began to even out, Jay rolled off me, pulling me into his arms. He kissed my forehead gently, his touch tender in the aftermath of our passion. He wrapped the comforter around us, his strong arms providing a warm, secure cocoon. His fingers traced lazy patterns on my back, soothing the tension that had built up there. He whispered sweet nothings into my ear, his voice a gentle rumble that sent shivers down my spine.

But our peaceful moment was shattered by the sound of knocking on the door. Jay tensed, his grip on me tightening for a second before he let out a sigh. He kissed me softly on the cheek. "Stay here," he murmured, sliding out of bed. He grabbed a robe from the back of the chair and slipped it on, tying it tightly around his waist.

I watched him move across the room, his muscles rippling with the aftershocks of passion. The knocking grew louder, more insistent. Jay's expression grew darker, and I knew it was Harry on the other side of the door. He'd come to find me, to check on me, and now he was about to walk into a scene that would make everything so much more complicated.

Jay pulled the comforter over me, tucking it around my body until only my head was visible. He bent down, whispering in my ear, "Pretend to be asleep, baby. I'll handle this."

My heart pounded in my chest as I nodded, feigning slumber. The knocking grew more insistent, and I heard the door creak open. Jay's footsteps approached the bed, and I could feel his gaze on me, appraising.

"What the hell, Jay?" Harry's voice was sharp, a clear edge of anger underlying his words.

Jay didn't bother to turn around, instead, he just tightened the sash of his robe and called out, "What do you want, Harry?"

"Is Y/N with you?" Harry's voice was tight with concern, a hint of anger seeping through.

Jay's eyes narrowed as he turned to face the door, his gaze lingering on Harry's shocked expression as he took in the rumpled bed and the discarded clothing scattered across the floor. "What makes you think she's here?" he asked, his tone deceptively casual.

"I...I just...I know she was looking for you," Harry stuttered, his eyes darting to me, trying to gauge if I was okay.

Jay chuckled darkly. "She's fine, Harry. More than fine." He glanced back at me, his eyes lingering on my exposed breasts before turning back to Harry. "In fact, she's sleeping like a baby. Didn't you hear how tired she was?"

The air grew thick with tension, the unspoken words hanging heavy between them. Harry's eyes narrowed, and his hand clenched into a fist. "What did you do?" he demanded, taking a step into the room.

Jay's smile was cold, the lines of his face hardening as he stepped in front of the bed, blocking Harry's view of me. "What I had to," he said, his voice a low growl. "You think you can just waltz in here and take what's mine?"

The words hung in the air, a stark reminder of the possessive claim he'd made on my body just moments before. Harry's eyes flicked to me, and I felt a flash of embarrassment as he took in the sight of my half-dressed form. I burrowed deeper into the covers, hoping he couldn't see the blush that was surely creeping up my neck.

Jay stepped closer to Harry, his robe gaping slightly, revealing the sweat-slicked muscles of his chest. "Back off, Hook," he warned, his voice a low growl. "You're not welcome here."

The room was a testament to the passion that had just unfolded, the air still thick with the scent of desire. Harry's eyes flicked to the rumpled bed, and his gaze grew cold as he took in the scene. He stepped closer, his hand reaching for the comforter that was barely covering my body. "Jay," he said, his voice a warning.

Jay's hand shot out, grabbing Harry's wrist. "Don't you dare," he spat, his eyes flashing with a dangerous fire. "This is your final warning, Harry. Stay away from her."

Harry's eyes narrowed, his grip on the comforter tightening. "This isn't over," he said, his voice a low threat.

Jay's smile grew, but it didn't reach his eyes. "Oh, it's over," he said, his voice laced with a confidence that sent a shiver down my spine. He didn't move from his protective stance, not even when Harry's hand hovered so close to me. "Now, get the fuck out."

Jay just smirked, his eyes never leaving Harry's. "I know," he said, his voice low and filled with a challenge. "But for now, she's mine."

With that, he turned back to me, sliding into the bed and wrapping his arms around me. His warmth was comforting, his embrace tight and secure. I could feel his heart beating against my back, the steady rhythm a stark contrast to the chaos of emotions whirling inside me. He pulled me closer, his breath hot against my neck as he whispered, "I'm not letting you go, baby."

Jay's grip was firm, but his touch was gentle, his fingers tracing patterns on my bare skin that sent shivers down my spine. His lips brushed against my ear as he whispered sweet nothings, his voice a soothing balm to the rawness left by our encounter. The room was silent except for the occasional clank of metal from the corridor, a distant reminder of the world outside our little bubble.

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