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[descendantofthesparrow]

Remember when the Audrey villain leaks came out and then we saw the offical c4 and s3 outfit reveals and saw the c4 on the isle and the s3 in an auradon forest and we all thought there had been some sort of time spell where Audrey twisted time and instead of the c4 coming to Auradon it was the s3 so Audrey stayed with Ben and there was a whole adventue to fix the timeline? no? just me? okay

[nobodypunk]

Takuma is in love with Kaname

We all know that Takuma and Kaname have been friends ever since Kaname went to live with him and Ichio. Takuma stuck to his side through thick and thin, even after learning his true nature. The main reason Sara takes him from the Council wreckage is to gather intel on Kaname, manipulate them both, and because she was jealous of Takuma's devotion to Kaname.

Vampire Knight Chapter 85:

Takuma's heart was never captured by Sara. She was talking about Kaname. She's been trying to convince Takuma that Kaname has just been manipulating him this whole time, just like she has.

After Kaname takes over as the parent metal, Takuma spends his time guarding him. Takuma is always pictured with lots of books, and is said to read to Kaname (he's literally the cutest what the heck), and even is accused of giving Ren manga to read.

Vampire Knight Memories Chapter 15:

He said he loves him... "that FRIEND of mine"... To which Hanabusa is jealous (I'm convinced Hanabusa had a thing for Kaname AND Yuuki, and honestly the majority of the night class was WHIPPED for Kaname) Hanabusa then remarks on how Takuma is still single to which Takuma says that he was betrothed once but (to his relief) she married someone else. Also Hanabusa's wording is very gender-nonspecific which I find interesting.

And the Pièce de résistance:

Right here he's saying that he believes that Kaname's relationship with him was sincere (from his heart, which is a reoccurring motif in VK that often means true or sincere love), and that others may think it's just manipulation. He doesn't care. His love and devotion to Kaname has always been natural to him. (I was personally biased while reading this as well and had taken "I always thought it was friendship, but I don't care either way." as him saying he didn't care if it was love or friendship. But bruh with all the hints, how could I not.) Also him leaning against the crystal JUST LIKE YUUKI???

And then this PULLING AT MY HEART STRINGS--

Vampire Knight Memories Chapter 26:

Takuma's just this single old vampire that works in a book store (kept a record for Kaname all these years) and comes to see Human Kaname in his little coffee shop????? Don't touch me, it's canon, it has to be.

[tetsunabouquet]

Ichiru Kiryu- How He Spent His Sick Days (Headcanon)

A/N: Considering I got a non-NSFW headcanon request for the Kiryu twins, I decided to write my headcanons about Ichiru first. Because he deserves to be the first for once.

-If the bonus pages during the Cross Academy arc says anything, then its that Ichiru is the mischievous twin. He has quite the bit of a prankster streak. -I think this possibly originates from being confined to his home because of his frailty. With his parents often being gone for hunting and Zero not always being there every moment of the day, Ichiru had to do something to cure him of his boredom. And so his prankster streak was born. -Was always the one prompting Zero to do stuff like switch places and see how long they could pretend to be the other. -April Fools was thus, always an event at the Kiryu household. -The fact his parents were away so often and for hours straight, gave him more then one opportunity to set up pranks in their bedroom. -Whenever Yagari was babysitting, he made sure to keep his eye out for any potential scheme Ichiru was coming up with all under the pretense he was just watching him because he was so concerned over his health. -With Zero and his parents feeling too guilty about Ichiru's situation, Yagari was the only one willing to cut out Ichiru's bullshit and evade his mischief. Teachers and people around him alike, treated him too nicely out of pity, and whilst Ichiru hated it; he would also make use of it from time to time to get himself out of trouble. -Has a way wider knowledge of pop culture then Zero. Whenever Zero was away at school and he was home sick with his parents, they would always let him sick out in front of the TV. Whilst he would often watch the movies and shows popular at school, he would also branch out and try a comedy aimed at adults or even a documentary or two if it managed to peak his curiosity. Whilst Zero would tell him the summaries of the lessons so Ichiru wouldn't fall behind, Ichiru in return would tell him all about that amazing episode he missed. -Ichiru used to own a small collection of comfortable onesies for this reason. -One of the pictures Kaien kept from the Kiryu household after the Shizuka incident, is a picture the Kiryus took that one time Ichiru could convince Zero to wear a matching onesie when school was cancelled due to disastrous weather back when they were about 9 years old. The two look gloriously adorable in their kitten themed onesies. -When they were 6, they got seperate bedrooms for the first time because they were big boys going to school now and one time when Ichiru was sick for days, the loneliness got him to act out completely and he set Zero's bed on fire when his brother was away at school to ensure Zero would sleep over at his bedroom once more. It was the only time their father had been absolutely livid with Ichiru. -Whilst his parents didn't really think of it, Zero prompted them to try and think of an activity Ichiru could learn to do even when sick, like perhaps learning to play the piano. Ichiru had looked at him like he had completely lost his mind. -Because of Ichiru's more friendly and mischievous nature, there were quite a few girls who thought of him as more approachable and one even went as far as walking home with Zero when Ichiru had gotten sick on St Xocolatls' day to give Ichiru some chocolate her mother had made for him as the girl was still too young to bake it herself.

[corneille-moisie]

So like i'm thinking

I'm indeed writing a book, but it's in french.

And while I'd love to see it translated, i'm not sure I would trust anyone other than myself translating it LOL

So i'm not sure it would even be possible, i'd probably rip all my hair out haha.

But ! I guess I can still talk about my book here because, like... Honestly ? tumblr is probably the best place to talk about it, considering everything I want to talk about, in this book.

So i might come and brainstorm here, sometimes...

[bucket-barnes]

How good/bad are the VK’s immune systems?

Think about it, they all grew up on an island more or less built on trash, I feel like that could go one of two ways

1. The VK’s all have crazy good immune systems because of all the shit they were exposed to at an early age

2. Their immune systems are weak as fuck and what would be a cold for an Auradon kid is start writing your will for an Isle kid because growing up on an island covered in garbage exposes you to so many diseases

It is late, I will continue this train of thought tomorrow

[loreofthelost]

the VKs should not be as ok as they were, you can't tell me they don't have any trauma after growing up on a the trash heap that is the Isle.

[mylifesjustacarousel]

bridget’s sister - part IV

pairing: james hook x fem!reader

summary: final part of bridget’s sister!

type: angsty then fluffy :)

CW: bullying

WC: 3.8K

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | not proofread!

“I don’t know what happened, B!” you sobbed, blowing your nose into a tissue before throwing it into the mountain of tissues next to you. “H-he said that he wanted nothing to do with me!”

Bridget sat down next to you, placing a fresh box of tissues in your lap. “I’m so sorry, Buttercup.” You laid your head on her shoulder, crying into the sleeve of her shirt. You were clearly handling your first heartbreak well. “I just… I thought he was better than that! That he would never do this to me!”

Wrapping her arms around you, she pulled you into a tight embrace. “I know that it really hurts, I do. But, if it makes you feel any better, he doesn’t deserve someone as sweet as you.” You looked up at her, your lip quivering like you were a lost puppy. “I lo- liked, I liked him, Bridg. Why would he do this?”

“I don’t know, I really don’t. But, he’s missing out on a really great girl.” Bridget got up, grabbing your trash can from over by your desk and going over to the other side of your bed, swiping the mountain of tissues in. “I love you with all of my heart, but you’ve been in bed for the past three days. You’re not going to feel any better if you sit here and mope. You’re going to get up, take a nice shower, and we’re going to go out and do something.”

You shook your head, pulling your comforter entirely over yourself. Bridget huffed, grabbing the ends of your blankets and ripping it off of your bed. “Come on, put the pout away.” she said softly, grabbing your arms and not so gently dragging you off of your bed. “Get in the shower, right now. You smell like the Black Lagoon.”

“That’s not nice!”

“I love you, but what my nose is smelling isn’t nice. Come on, shower time.”

You followed behind Bridget as she led you out of the dorm building, bringing your hands up to shield your eyes from the sun. “You haven’t been outside in three days and all of the sudden you’re a vampire?” Bridget asked, giggling. You rolled your eyes. “Shut up, B. I don’t understand how this is going to make me feel better.”

“We’re going to go to that nice little cafe that they just opened up. I heard that they have the best danishes. Ella is going to meet us there, too.” Bridget grabbed your hand, continuing to walk with you. Across the courtyard, the VKs were walking around, presumably looking to find their next victim. Your eyes wandered over to Hook, and he was staring right back at you.

“Buttercup, let’s go.” Bridget noticed your wandering eyes and wrapped an arm around your waist, forcing you to keep moving. “Yes, you’re going to see him around school. But, we’ve gotta move on.”

“I guess…” you mumbled.

The two of you made your way to the cafe, the smell of warm croissants and hot coffee hitting your nose as soon as you walked through the door. “It smells heavenly in here, B. Like, I think I just actually died and went to heaven.”

“Hey, guys!” Ella called out, waving at the two of you from the table she was sat at. “I got you your favorites.” You sat down, immediately digging into the chocolate chip muffin in front of you. “How’re you feeling?” Ella asked, looking over at you. You shrugged, shoving bites of muffin into your mouth. “Like I got my heart stomped on. But, this muffin is pretty good.”

“Well, that’s better than yesterday. What was it yesterday? You wanted the eels in the Black Lagoon to tear you apart? Yeah, I think that was it.”

“Not nice, Ella.” you mumbled. “I think I feel a little better. I just don’t understand what happened, we were fine.” Ella shrugged, reaching over the table to hold your hand. “Everything happens for a reason. He’s just a villain, don’t get so worked up over it.”

You huffed, pushing your muffin aside. “No, but he’s not just a villain, and he showed me that! I don’t know what, but Uli did something to him. He’s evil, not a monster.”

The girls stayed silent, eating their pastries. They knew that you were upset, but there was nothing that could be gone. You lost Hook, maybe forever.

“I just… it sucks. It really, really does. Things were going really great, or at least I thought they were. But, hey, we weren’t even together for that long. I’ll get over it.” you grumbled, stirring your drink with your spoon.

You sat at your usual table during your lunch, this time a lot more alone. You hadn’t been alone in so long that you forgot what it felt like. What was once peaceful was now just… depressing. Hook usually sat with you, telling you about his day and sneaking little bites of your food from you. Now it was just you, or so you thought.

“Hey, princess!” Maleficent swiped your lunch off of the table in one fell swoop, sitting in its place. “Sitting all alone? Such a shame…” she snickered, the rest of the VKs slowly joining her. They were like fruit flies; once one is there, more are bound to show up.

You avoided their eyes, opting to stare down at your lap. “Go away…” Hook scooted closer to you, his hook finding it���s familiar spot under your chin. “Easy there, lass. Why so glum? Hmm?” You pouted, feeling a pit of anger bubbling in your chest. “You’re a jerk, James.”

He put on a fake pout, acting offended. You rolled your eyes, moving your head away from him before standing up. “They’re right. You are nothing more than a vile, evil human being. It really sucks, I thought you were more than surface deep. Fooled me.”

Hook’s eyes flickered, showing the tiniest bit of remorse before he went back to his cold demeanor. “Boo hoo, princess! Cry us a river.” Maleficent smirked, moving closer to you. “You’re lucky Uli isn’t here, she really wouldn’t be happy with the way you’re talking to us.”

“She knows where to find me. If she cares so much, she can say it to my face. Oh! By the way, James…” you went into your backpack, rummaging around before pulling out a dark red sweatshirt. “This is yours. You left it in my room. I should’ve fed it to the eels, but I’m not a horrible person.” You shoved it against his chest, forcing him to take it. “Now, uh, if you’ll excuse me. I have better things to do than… this.”

Hook watched you walk away, his jaw dropped. Morgie giggled quietly behind him. “Hoooooooook, you really messed up.” James sneered, shooting a glare at Morgie.

“Well, if he doesn’t want Uli to hurt her, he’ll do as he’s told.” Maleficent moved in front of Hook, staring him down. “Isn’t that right, James-y?”

“I don’t think spelling him was a good idea.” Morgie whispered to Maleficent, loud enough for everyone else at the table to hear.

“Shut up, Morgie!” Maleficent reached her hands up, covering Hook’s ears. “It’s for the best. It’s not like the little princess is going to figure it out, she doesn’t want anything to do with him anymore.”

“But, he really likes her. What if we just, like, kept it a secret?”

“I said shut up, Morgie.”

“Alright, class. It’s time for everyone’s favorite thing… partner work! Everyone get together with your station mates and study for the upcoming exam. I will be at my desk to answer any questions!” Merlin announced, making his way over to his desk and sitting down. You grimaced, your eyes slowly glancing over at Hook.

Pulling out your notes, you finally turned to face him completely. “Alright, James. Do you even know how to do literally any of this?” you asked, your eyes involuntarily looking him up and down. He immediately noticed, a smirk growing on his face. “Enjoying the view, darling?”

“You need to knock it off.” you growled. “Was this all just some sick little game to you? What? You befriend the lonely girl and make her think you care before ripping her heart out? Fun game, Hook.” You turned away from him, reading your notes. “I don’t even care if you fail, I’m done with you.”

“Less chatting, more studying!” Merlin called out.

Hook looked over at you, feeling a pang of guilt in his chest. But, once again, that feeling was quickly overtaken. It was like there was someone in his head, controlling his every thought and movement. He sighed, pulling out his own notes. He did start paying attention in the class just a bit more after he met you.

After an hour of sitting there and not talking to each other, probably the longest the two of you had gone without talking since you met, you shoved your belongings into your bag and raced out of the classroom as soon as the bell rang. You couldn’t stand to see Hook any longer. No matter how much you tried to push it aside, you were still hurting. Seeing him made all of those feelings resurface.

On your way out of the room, you bumped into someone, making your drop your bag on the floor. You really had to watch where you were going. You groaned, looking up at who you had bumped into. “Oh, uh hi, Morgie…” Morgie giggled, picking up your bag and handing it to you. “Hey, y/n! How’s it going?”

“Your best friend is a big jerk, Morgs. You’re cool, though. Always will be.” You gently nudged his arm. Hook sauntered out of the classroom, a scowl growing on his face when he saw the two of you talking, and how you had your hand on his arm. He walked up to the two of you. “Well, this is nice and all, but Morgie has to get to class. Goodbye, Morgie.”

“But, I do-”

“Goodbye, Morgie.”

He nodded, waving goodbye to you before making his way to his next class. You glared at Hook. “I will never understand you, James. I told you when we first got together that this was a bad idea. You said you didn’t care. So what gives? You’re torturing me over here.”

Hook just stood there, like his mouth was physically incapable of saying the words. “Cool. I’ll see you around, James.” you mumbled, walking away from him.

“What did you do, Uliana?” Hook asked, stomping into the lair. “What did you do to me?” Uliana turned to face him, rolling her eyes. “Hello to you, too. I don’t know what you’re talking about.” James snarled, getting in her face. “Don’t act coy, Uli. You did something to me.”

“I made you better, Hook. Well, Mali made you better, I just told her what to do.” she giggled, putting a hand on his chest and pushing him back. “She was weighing you down. Like I told her, it’s for the best.”

“You don’t get to decide what’s the best for me!” Hook all but screamed. “I can’t even talk to her without her hating me more and more! You’re ruining people’s lives, Uliana. Whatever you did, you need to undo it.” Uliana scoffed, “I don’t understand what the big fuss is about. Need I remind you that you are a villain, Hook?”

He groaned, his hand running through his hair. “I know what I am! I know! She liked me for who I was. I… I loved her. But now that’s over, so thank you!”

“You’re welcome.” she replied, sitting down. “Now you can focus on bigger, better things.”

“You’re a monster.”

“I know, it’s my best quality.” she giggled. Hook bent down, gripping her shoulders. “Listen here, squid face. I don’t know what kind of spell you put on me, but I’m going to fix it. I’m going to fix it, and you’ll be sorry.”

“I’m going to fix it, and you’ll be sorry. Grow up! Get out, or you’ll be sorry.”

He rolled his eyes, standing up and making his way out. He needed to find you.

“I’m totally done with him.”

You were with Bridget in her dorm, helping her test out her newest cupcake recipe. “I mean, I’m not going to let some boy ruin my life.” You shrugged, scooping up some batter to put in the cupcake tins. “That’s good. He doesn’t deserve you, you’re amazing.”

“What’re these cupcakes again?” you asked, staring at the bright pink frosting that Bridget was mixing up. “They’re my newest Fabulous Flamingo Feather cupcakes. The feathers are super rare, they’re magical.”

“Looks yummy.” You reached your hand over to dip your finger in the frosting bowl, earning a gentle smack from Bridget. “Not yet, Buttercup. Have some patience.” Groaning, you pulled your hand away. “You know I can’t resist your baking, B. You’re too good at it.”

She giggled, picking up the cupcake tray and bringing it over to her mini oven. “They’re going to be delicious.”

Bang. Bang. Bang.

The two of you jumped, looking over at the door. Bridget put the cupcakes in the oven before going over to the door, opening it slightly to see who was outside. “Hook?” she asked. Your eyes widened at the mention of his name. Hook tried to look over Bridget’s head into her room. “Is y/n here? She wasn’t in her room.”

“I don’t think she wants to talk to you… at all.” Bridget went to shut the door but he pushed it all the way open, inviting himself inside. “I need to…” His thought trailed off when his eyes locked with yours. Bridget noticed, quietly observing him. “Hook, I don’t want you in my life anymore. You hurt me.”

He sighed, mentally trying to push away whatever was controlling him. You scoffed. “Cat got your tongue? I’m mad at you, James. I liked you so much, and you hurt me. Have a good day.” You grabbed his shoulders, turning him around and walking him out the door. After you shut the door, you turned to look at Bridget.

“Y/n, he’s spelled.” she said, walking over to her bookshelf. Your eyes could’ve burst from how wide open they were. “What? That’s crazy.” Bridget pulled a book off of her shelf, opening it up. “Hate spell. You said that Uliana was up to something. Well, this is it. She, or someone, spelled him.”

“Okay, so… how do we fix it?” You took the book from her, reading it carefully. “It doesn’t say.” Bridget mumbled. “Whoever cast the spell would know, but you’re not going to get that information out of them.” You groaned, throwing the book on her bed. “This sucks! He was being a complete jerk and it wasn’t even his fault! I feel awful.”

Bridget grabbed the book, putting it back on her shelf. “Don’t beat yourself up, you didn’t know. None of us knew. But it makes a lot of sense. The sudden attitude change, the way that he couldn’t even speak unless it was something negative.” You sat down on the edge of the bed. “I’ve gotta do something about this.”

“I thought you were, y’know, totally over him?” she asked, sitting beside you. “Well… not totally. I really liked him, my feelings weren’t gonna go away that easily. Unfortunately.” Bridget smiled, wrapping an arm around you. “Well, I guess we’ve got a spell to break.”

It was around a week later, and you still hadn’t figured out how to break the spell. You spent countless nights staying up late and reading books to try to figure it out. The VKs certainly wouldn’t help you, so you were stuck trying to figure it out on your own. You and Bridget were sat at the Enchanted Lake, enjoying the beautiful sun on your day off from school.

“I’ve stayed up every single night the past week, and I’ve still got nothing. I mean, we can’t talk to Uliana.” you sighed, looking over at Bridget. “No one said that love was easy, Buttercup.” she responded. You huffed, crossing your arms over your chest. “I already told you that I do not love him. Especially right now.”

“I don’t think you’d be going through all of this work for someone you just like. It’s okay to love someone, love can be amazing. Like how I love you.” She pulled you into a hug, much to your dismay. “I don’t know if I love him. I haven’t seen the real him in quite some time. I don’t know if I’ll see the real him ever again…”

Bridget squeezed you tighter, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. Whether you wanted to admit it or not, Bridget’s hugs did make you feel the tiniest bit better. She was one of, if not the best, big sisters. “We’re gonna figure this out, okay? It might take some time, but I’m gonna help you.”

“Thank you, B. I love you, more than you’ll ever know.”

She giggled, smoothing your hair with her hand. “I think I have a pretty good idea. But, I love you too, Buttercup. I’m glad that I got someone like you as my little sister.” You grinned, slowly pulling away from her. “Alright, now we’re getting too sappy.”

“You need to open up a bit more. Not that I don’t love you for who you are. But, you shut people out a lot. This is the perfect place to make friends, I want to see you surround yourself with people you love.” She pinched your cheek gently. You groaned, batting her hand away. “I have you and Ella. That’s good enough for me.”

“Y/n!” A voice called out from the distance.

You looked over, seeing Hook make his way over to the two of you. You groaned again, putting your head in your hands. “Oh god…” Hook stood in front of you, a smirk on his face. “What’s got you all bothered, darling?”

You hesitated before standing up. “I know what happened, Hook. I don’t know how, but I will fix it.” Hook wanted nothing more than to leap in your arms and kiss you, but his body only allowed him to scoff in response. Bridget watched the two of you, her heart breaking for you. It wasn’t easy seeing your little sister get her heart broken… repeatedly. She looked down at the water, not wanting to watch anymore.

All of the sudden, something clicked in Bridget’s head. The Enchanted Lake was, well, enchanted. Almost any spell could be washed away in the water. She quickly got up. “Y/n, push him in the water.” Hook glared at Bridget. “I’m sorry, I don’t think anyone was talking to you.” Bridget ignored him, focusing her attention on you. “The water is enchanted. Push him in.”

Your jaw dropped and you turned to face Hook. “Don’t you dare, lass.” he growled. Wrapping your arms around him, you let out a quick apology before pulling him into the water with you. The cold water but at your skin, reminding you much of the night of yours and Hook’s first date. When you rose to the surface you quickly looked around for the brunette boy. “James?”

He popped up behind you, brushing his sopping wet hair out of his face. You spun around, a pit of nerves bubbling in your stomach. Hook stared at you for a second, his face blank. “James…?” you mumbled.

“Oh my god, it’s you!” Hook wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into the tightest possible hug he could muster. “I missed you so much, I am so sorry.” You could’ve sobbed right then and there. Hugging him back, you buried your face in the crook of his neck.

“I feel absolutely awful.” He pulled away, holding onto your arms. “I don’t expect for you to take me back, but I will spend every single day proving to you that we’re meant to be. Uliana can take it or leave it, I’m not losing you again.” You nodded, your heart beating a million times a minute. “James… I love you.”

“I love you too. There’s not a single doubt in my mind that you’re the one for me, my princess.” He held your waist, leaning down and kissing you. You immediately kissed back, your hands trailing up to cup his cheeks.

“Eeek! This is so exciting!” Bridget squealed, watching from the rocks. You both pulled away, looking over at her. “Sorry, sorry!” she apologized, getting up. “I’ll, uh, I leave you the towels. Yay for love!” She folded up the towels before blowing you a kiss and running off.

Hook looked back at you, the grin that you missed so much plastered all over his face. “This’ll be an interesting story for the kids, huh?” You raised a brow, your hands toying with his wet hair. “Kids? You’re thinking a little far there, Hook.” He shrugged. “Maybe. Now, where were we?”

You rolled your eyes, pulling him into another kiss. All of your bad memories from the past week had faded away, being replaced with every single good memory you had of Hook. He wasn’t perfect, but he was yours, and that was all that you needed.

“And that’s how me and your mama met.” Hook said, holding the tiny boy in his lap close. You walked into the room, putting your hands on your hips. “James, I told you to put him to bed almost half an hour ago. C’mon, Harry. It’s bed time.” The little boy crawled out of his dad’s lap, running over to you. “Come on, princess. I was just telling him a little bedtime story.”

You picked Harry up, pressing a kiss to his cheek. “You tell him that story almost every night, I’m surprised that he doesn’t have it memorized by now.” James got up with a groan, making his way over to you. “We just love you so much. Isn’t that right, my little pirate?” Harry giggled, making a hook shape with his finger. “Aarg!”

“Wow, you spend way too much time with your dad. Okay, say goodnight.” Harry looked over at James, blowing him a kiss. “Goodnight, papa!” James ruffled his hair before blowing him a kiss back. “Goodnight, H.”

When you came back from putting Harry to sleep, you found Hook sitting in your bed, looking through old photos; Castlecoming, your graduation, your wedding. You grinned, sitting down next to him. “Wow, we’ve gotten old, James. Good thing you’re still as handsome as ever.” He rolled his eyes playfully, his arm snaking around your waist. “I love you too, darling.”

“James, do you ever think about how different our lives would be if we didn’t break that spell?” you asked, looking up at him. He thought about it for a second before shaking his head. “No, I haven’t. I think that one way or another, we would’ve found each other again. Like I said all those years ago, we’re meant to be together.” You giggled, pressing a short kiss to his cheek. “You’re such a sap.”

“Maybe. I just love you a lot. Always have, always will.”

“Shut up, James… I love you, too.”

a/n: AAAAAAND THATS THE END!! thank you so much for reading! aaah i had such a fun time writing this. they are probably my favs, i’m so sad to say goodbye to them.

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[kxosrexgns]

⠀⸺ all VKs that enter auradon, in this instance the core 4 cause they're the 1st one, struggled with adjusting to eating nutrient ( all general healthy shit ) rich food and either chose to eat in their dorms for at least the first couple weeks/month cause they couldn't stomach anything. { minus evie cause i also believe her mom had her on a strict meal plan and only gave her the best stuff they could find so she could "keep her beauty and find a man" elaborated on at the bottom } i also think this may have led to them legit eating food from the trash, in possibly mildly spoiled condition, purely cause that's the shit they're used to. i wrote a drabble on an instance where they realize this in the middle of lunch on the first day, ofc ben was showing them everything and they sat in the dining hall to not raise suspicion, and mid meal the three of them all collectivey get up and rush to the bathroom to throw up.

jay and carlos had it the worst in terms of adjusting to isle v. auradon things. like for the first two or three days of real food they had in auradon the two had come into the dorm to throw up after every meal. like i feel like it's obvious why, but for those who have no context jay's dad is jafaar and he lives in his father's shop and carlos lives in a coat closet full of beartraps and is basically treated like a slave so them two eat shit they find outside while finding crap for his dad ( jay ) and on the way to & fro school ( carlos )

^ cont. evie didn’t have problems with this because her mom already kept her on a strict diet so the food from isle didn’t mess up her body as bad. and mal was just used to the best kinda stuff ( the best you can get in a dump ) because of people who feared her mother.

[descendantofthesparrow]

POYW Rewrite V2 - Harry Hook x reader - P16 - Epilogue

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Uma stared blankly at the busted TV screen of her mother's restaurant, a simmering hatred running through her as she watched Maleficent’s traitor daughter hang onto the king of Auradon’s arm, flushed and smiling-her plum purple hair tied back into a loose bun with her bangs flowing out.

It had been three months already.

Three months since the coronation, three months without a word from her “Friends”, three months without an invitation, three months of watching Harry hold hands with that-new girl-smiling and laughing without a care in the world.

Three months of slowly losing hope that they would keep their promise.

Uma didn’t want to believe they abandoned her, Harry had been her closest companion since they could walk, and Gil never thought twice about following the two around-even if he did drift away sometimes, he always came back.

But…he hadn’t come back yet, and neither had Harry.

It had been three months and Uma was losing hope.

“Honestly, why you even continue to watch this trash is beyond me Uma,” Uma glared at the voice she heard, not even turning her head to look at him. “Fuck off Barbossa,” Uma snapped, but Davy Barbossa only laughed, crossing his arms as he leaned against the table, grinning sharply at the TV, which was still showing King Ben and Mal-who was rumored to become the lady of the court.

“Didn’t Hook ask king beast boy to bring you and his sisters over? Wonder what happened with that plan?” Davy said ‘absentmindedly’, hiding his grin behind his hand as he tapped his nose in ‘thought’, his grin widening as he heard Uma smack down a tray of food she had been holding while lost in thought.

“mm-hmm,” Uma just hummed, not wanting to talk about it, refusing to talk about it to someone she didn’t trust in the slightest. Besides, as far as she knew-things like that took time, she had no clue how long it took Ben to get the first six vks over, for all she knew-it was three months' worth of time to get everything ready.

“Honestly, it’s been three months, I can't imagine things take this long, just to get three people off the isle.” Davy said, still watching the TV, grinning as some reporters captured Harry Hook and (y/n) walking together around school, holding hands. (y/n) flipped them off and Harry laughed, tossing his head back.

Davy turned, seeing Uma staring hard at the screen. She was jealous-she would never admit it, because why would she be? She didn’t like Harry, they were just friends, and she shouldn’t be jealous of some girl Harry was now dating. She and Harry didn’t feel that way about one another, they were just friends, just friends.

It wasn't like they had each other's back since they could remember, it wasn’t like they had been each other's closest companion since they were 2, it wasn’t like Harry had stuck by her through her toughest moments(shrimpy, her broken leg, pneumonia), it wasn’t like they had promised to never betray the other(they had).

Uma didn’t feel betrayed, not at all…not at all.

“If I were you, I would scorn them both and declare war, I’d even help if you wanted it.” Davy said, clearly having been talking for a bit but Uma hadn’t been listening-she never found his words worthwhile anyway. Not when Harry was around, not when Harry would scoff and come up with a better plan, or fire back with quick quips and a sharp grin partnered with his hook.

“Shut it,” Uma finally snapped, having enough of this repetitive talk. This was the 5th time Davy had come into her space to taunt her about her boys, and Harry’s new girl. Davy just chuckled, holding up his hands in defeat, giving another glance to the tv-seeing Uma’s eyes simmer with anger as it continued to show Harry and (y/n), still smiling, still holding hands.

“All right, all right, whenever you're ready to face the fact that they abandoned you, you know where to find me.” Uma glared at Davy as he left the chip shop and she felt a low growl at the back of her throat. She undid her apron and threw it on the table, holding her head between her hands-staring at the tv screen that seemed to finally go from Harry and his girl to Mal and Ben, who were also smiling so sickly sweet that made Uma want to punch them.

It had been three months, and if Uma had to wait any longer-they would regret it. They would regret ever abandoning her.

-end of poyw rewrite 2.0-

Welp, there it is, I feel like there should’ve been more to this-but I’ve really lost my mojo for Harry again, idk; sorry. But yeah, Uma’s mad, feeling abandoned, she wants to believe that she isn’t-but with nothing coming from her best friends, and seeing them so happy without her in Auradon-and a devil whispering in her ear-it’s hard not to fall into darkness without her lights.

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[nobodypunk]

What if instead of Dracula Daily I did a Vampire Knight daily, and I would post my point system for it and comment on each chapter....

[hal-strider9k]

when I scrolled the Socialstuck posts, my sister thought that @chessb0red tumblr design was vk so i am flipping on this shit with my investment with VK, OK, Mailru and Yandex designes some slavic social media VKontakte is very popular slavic social media. lately ppl started again thinking that VK is trashy platform 'cause now it bannes our version of the notification about scammers system (like Artistbeware) so just fucking funny, sad and stupid. Yandex is searching platform (like Google) and is really quiet about drama w/ anyone. OdnoKlassniki basically almost died. Mail.Ru bought VK and started turning it to trash just because "we need more money".

[isleofdarkness]

Someone get that poor girl to a rage room. Someone get all of the vks to a rage room actually.

Harriet went down to the store room and most of the crew is not ashamed to admit that they left the ship and went on patrol. Harriet never got that angry and none of them wanted to see what was going to happen both out of respect for her privacy and concern for their own safety (a lot of them have abusive parents. They know the kind of anger that trashes rooms and, while they know their captain wouldn't hurt them, they don't want to risk it. Harriet would never hurt them in her right mind, but it's unknown if she's currently in her right mind and they aren't taking that chance.)

She apologized to the crew nearly fifty times the next day. Still, the marks from her sword are forever etched into the Hurricane Soul's walls. She slashed the walls that deep.

(The rage room, in her case, is not needed but the effort is appreciated. Riah and Mal, however... yeah, it's going down.)

[pujjel]

I'm actually starting to learn to draw backgrounds!

Today we are joined by sketches of: my fan oc, my friend's oc's (you know them:]) and a new fan oc! His name is Bin and his body is a trash bin! (belongs to @fluffy_starcounter on vk!)

[psycho-lizard9]

Look, I yell that I hate the BT and DZ fandom (and honestly the Jrock fandom in general) a lot. Not everyone tho, my friends are BT and DZ fans, they are the evidence to me that not everyone is trash. And I have spoken to some people online that... well the chats die or we don't really get along too well but they weren't bad people at all, not getting along isn't enough for me to scream they suck cause sometimes stuff just doesn't work and that's fine.

I wanna explain what I mean when I yell about the trash of the fandom. I won't be giving names (except one), but I will be giving reasons.

We have:

Clowns who go "minors DNI" but will send and request nudes when in contact with 17 year olds AND UNDER or write insanely sexual stuff around them. (17 is still a minor, pedos, and everything under that age is even fucking worse)

People who claim Atsushi was abusive towards his cats cause the cat pics are "clearly" just for attention... like bruh, there are quite some cat pics, sure, especially of Tsubaki... but do you even realize for how many years this man had cats? Compared to those years, there aren't many pics at all... that is like just a few pics per year, probably not even once a month. If he wanted to "exploit his cats for attention" he would have made a social media where he would show content of his cats daily doing the weirdest shit with them. Did he? No. He wasn't abusive.

Fuckers that claim Atsushi was a predator, especially towards young girls... uhhuh, look idk if you've seen this man before but if he would go after anyone it'd be your grandparents.

We have some hypocrite clowns who will indirectly call your work or art trash or will otherwise offend you and then yeet a "lol" behind it.

Clowns without a personality who just copy whoever the fuck they last spoke to, different person every week the fucking mysteryboxes of the fandom and sadly they often copy someone from the rest of this list.

People who want to share content but if the content is already online, will bully the other uploader to take it down (have heard too many stories about this, too many people had it happen to them but haven't seen it myself. Yet, Ive heard it more than once so I believe it)

Ableists... yeah people, autism and ADHD really do exist, other mental illnesses can also make people be a bit weird sometimes, some of us are really struggling with it... it's not fake news -_-

Stalkers.

Art thiefs.

Hypocrites (will complain about what someone else did and then do the exact same like it isn't an issue anymore suddenly)

And as much as I want to avoid names... if I have to explain this one we'll be here for a month so uh... if I say "Gekka Reijin" most people will understand what I mean cause holy FUCK get professional help...

Like I am also not a fan of gatekeepers, people who are insanely quickly offended even if you didnt mean to offend them and they won't forgive it no matter what (like bruh I say sorry and didn't even mean it the way you all see it but whatever I guess. Why did this happen several times I am literally trying to be careful about what I say and how I say it. Idk what to do anymore about this), people who will fight you over having a different opinion and people that just suddenly ignore you while you don't even know wtf happened (like wtf just tell me what your problem is cause idk what I did)... but they aren't necessarily bad people, I just don't work with them but they are NOT what I mean when I'm bitching about the fandom... even tho I don't like em. It's the disgusting fuckers that I yell about.

Anyway my DMs are open ONLY to people who do NOT identify with this goddamn list. If you are like any part of the list, please do not speak to me.

Minors can talk to me but not about NSFW topics.

P.S. I'm also not a fan of the VK war fighters. BT is VK or BT isn't VK. Toll said they aren't VK but if someone wants to believe BT is VK then whatever... no need to start a whole war about it. Also other Jrock related social wars like just let people be... like you can yell about it, sure, but omg don't scream at people specifically and call them names just cause you don't agree with em.

[kmp78]

"Does CB really google VK pics to post on Master Leto's yacht? 😭"

Is VK really any different than the OF slags JL supposedly likes? Here's her ass for the world to see. I can copy the one(s) of her camel toe, too, if you'd like to compare her labia with an OF slag:

https://www.instagram.com/p/C4Q2jGnvu-y/?igsh=ZXpiaGxwc3BicmV4

You're actually gonna compare VK's modeling shots...

... to this kind of trash? 😂

[thebluestbluewords]

You want a Descendants restaurant au? I could probably put one together easily. Is there anything you especially want, like pairings, scenes? It might not turn out exactly how you envision (since I'm gonna put my own things in, of course), but let me know. I could stand to write in Descendants a bit more this year.

oh my goodness, yes??? I would LOVE to read a Descendants restaurant AU if the idea is sparking your creative fancy! 

Obviously ymmv, but when I think Descendants restaurants, my immediate thought is either front of house/back of house fake rivalry with the AKs/VKs, or rival restaurants competing in some sort of....over the top challenge where the younger generation of the villain's restaurant have to work together with the children of the Auradon restaurant owners to stop their parents from rigging the competition somehow. (but that one is more a full blown AU with plot, and probably not the thoughts you are interested in hearing!) 

SO the short version! 

It is absolutely essential to me that Mal is one of the feral line cooks who claims to hate everyone, sleeps on a mattress on the floor of her friend's apartment, and owns a $1000 knife that is only used for cutting fish. 

The only other option for her is that she's the absolute worst hostess ever. Her mom owns the restaurant, so she doesn't care how her beloved daughter treats the customers. 

Jay would be so good and so charming if he was allowed to work in the front. He is not allowed to do this. The last time they set him loose on the customers, they didn't see him again for three hours, and when they found him he was shirtless inside the dumpster. 

Evie is the genuinely competent pastry chef who was actually tutored in her craft instead of dumped into the dish room with a shiny new work permit the second she was old enough to be on payroll. 

Carlos doesn't actually work there, he just shows up every so often to fix the perpetually broken hobart and flirt with the dish guy. 

I don't have any plot here, only vibes. 

The pirates also work at a restaurant, they're part of this rivalry probably. 

Uma's mother died under mysterious circumstances and left her daughter full ownership of the chip shop. 

(oh my god, is this some sort of boardwalk restaurant rivalry??? Uma and her pirates working the chip shop, Mal and Jay working some sort of rival fried food place, and Evie as the fancy upscale pasty restaurant across the way??? And they all have to unite against the kids from the resort restaurant??) 

I don't have a plot, I don't have a plot. 

Anything you write with feral line cooks would be amazing. 

I've never actually worked in a restaurant kitchen, but I did work dining service at two different summer camps, and met my fiance because he was the head chef at the second camp I worked at. We bonded over the time we found a dead mouse in our hobart. The machine would turn on and get through about two cycles before it shut down, which we eventually realized was because the mouse corpse in the wiring box was wet enough to conduct a charge for about two cycles before the electricity dried it out too much to continue.

I'm so sorry about the mouse story. We worked in a kitchen in the woods. We had to keep our trash in a broken chest freezer to avoid issues with the bears. 

I don't think the Descendants kids have to deal with bears. 

But they might have a particularly new kid ask what to do with the live mouse they found in the glue trap one morning. 

"should I just kill it with a fork??" 

There's a reason I don't work in kitchens anymore lmao

To actually answer your question, I’m always a sucker for Malvie?