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Turning points

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Umarry or Huma

Evie: So what are you guys called?

Uma: Uh... Uma and Harry? That's our names.

Evie: No, not like that. What's your ship name? Like when I say S.S., you say...

Uma: *shares confused glance with Harry*

Evie: C'mon, you two, your names combined? What is it?

Uma: I've never really thought about it.

Harry: Definitely Umarry.

Uma: Well... I kinda liked Huma.

Harry: *freezes and stares at Uma*

Harry: It's Umarry.

Uma: But I liked Huma.

Harry: I want Umarry!

Evie: You know, Umarry sounds like "you marry."

Uma: *looks to Harry* You marry?

Harry: Yes, let's marry.

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More Huma Feelings

I thought that One Kiss in Descendants 3 was a fun song, I loved how Sofia Carson performed it and I don’t mind Doug as a character…but it did seem weird to devote an entire solo to this minor relationship. It was also odd that ‘am I really in love’ was suddenly a major problem for Evie. Doubting her feelings was more of a Mal beat in D1 and 2, and Evie and Doug have been an established couple since the first film now.

SO YOU KNOW WHO SHOULD HAVE HAD THE TRUE LOVE’S KISS PLOT POINT???????

Of course you do.

Who’s been shown to have a ton of caring and chemistry between them, but never put a label on their relationship or kissed on screen? HUMAAAAAAAA!!!!!

Uma’s crown up on the Isle, and unlike the Core Four she hasn’t had time in Auradon to heal. We all love our headcanons about how on the Isle it’s dangerous to express any kind of love or affection. So imagine the Sea Three come to Auradon like they do in canon, but then they split up somehow and Harry gets hit by the sleeping spell, and Uma knows that True Love’s Kiss works every time, but…

She knows that she values Harry, that she trusts him, that he’s got her back, but is she ready to put the name of love to that? And seeing Uma struggle with this would really bring home to the audience how she, personally, has suffered on the Isle. We’ve seen her be righteously angry about the whole situation, but we don’t see a lot of the personal cost.

And can you IMAGINE Harry waking up from being spelled to find that his sea goddess loved him enough to lift a curse from him? dsfkj as;ldkfjas;dlfkj as;ldkfj sd;lkfjadslfkjlksjflkdsajadklsjfksdjhkfjhdfkh it’s what he deserves

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SOOO.....GEUSS WHAT I FOUND IN MY ARCHIVES

Chapter 1: Morning Glory

Uma thought that she was dreaming. As her eyes opened up and a blur of light filler her visions she blinked a few times trying to adjust to the new view. As her mind cleared she realized that it wasn’t a dream, it really was Auradon. She wasn’t on the dark and dreary isle where unpleasant pungent and musty odors filled the atmosphere, where the sun barely shines and where life is only lived for the purpose of survival. Uma slowly made her way up, she took in the sight of the sun shining through the wide and clear window, she also took in the scent of what smelled like roses; it wasn’t Uma’s prefered scent but she was grateful that is wasn’t the smell of something rotten or old. She took in the feel of the soft sheets against her skin, for once her back and neck weren’t hurting, everything was unfamiliar but pleasant, for once she felt light headed, not in a dizzy sort of way but for once she felt like she wasn’t running out of time to catch her shift or to make any plans for her wharf rats, no raids, no interrogation, no conquering nothing, it was all peaceful. The only thing in the room that was familiar however was the arm that was loosing draped across her hip and the feel of the young boy beside her who was trying to nuzzle her back to lay down with him. She had went to bed alone but had woken up with a companion, which was not unfamiliar to her, sure a few years ago it may have jolted her awake and had her reaching for her sword but she had gotten used to it almost routinely. “Harry, should I even ask how you got in here?” A sleepy smile spread across Harry’s face, he moved his arm from Uma’s waist to her shoulder to pull her back down and she allowed herself to be pulled down beside him. “T’was easy ‘enough slippin past the guards and you forgot to lock youer door” His voice was low and slurring, he moved himself more down to the bed and nuzzled his face into Uma’s neck while wrapping his arm and leg more fully around her. Uma would usually not allow him to get to comfy because she would tend to fall back to sleep with him which would lead to her missing her shift causing an outbreak from her mother. However her mother was far away from her and from the sounds of it everyone was still sleeping, she hadn’t heard a noise from below her window or from the halls all she could hear was s the sound of the birds chirping by her window. Uma’s head rested on top of Harry’s she moved her hand and began slowly playing with his hair, her eyes were sagging again and she could feel sleep taking over her once more she closed her eyes and faded back into a peaceful and much needed sleep. Harry could feel and hear Uma falling back to sleep, he smiled softly as her breathing slowed and her fingers slowed and he too slipped back to sleep with her

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After D3 Uma and Harry went to sea side festival and saw mermaid parkour, which was the show these mermaids flipped, jumped, like cheerleading but on the water. Harry tempted so he whispered in Uma’s ear. “Can you do that backflips in your sea witch form too?” “Duh” But I’m not show-off like these tail fins. “Wanna bet if you can triple backflip” I’ll buy you that chocolate ice creams as many as you want” “They don’t have chocolate flavor. It’s anemone” “Yeah, that one. Deal?” “Huh, what’s your catch?” “If you fail you let me kiss you in public” That’s one little progress. “Nope! No one, and I mean no one can know we’re in relationship now” Especially Evie and Mal! They’re so annoying without knowing about us. “Come on Uma! You know we should get used to it. Or you scared that for the first time you’re losing your own game?” “You won’t hook me that way” “But you’re having that cute angry nose wrinkle here darling” “You’re gonna regret with your pocket empty!” I’m making you buy me triple anemones!

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Soulmates

A/N: Not exactly how events worked out when the barrier was taken down. But close enough…

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Soulmates were a tragic myth as far as the Isle was concerned. Over in Auradon it was fundamentally a law to seek out your soulmate. Young girls would spend hours talking at sleepovers about finding their true love. How they were going to be swept off their feet and have lots of children, when they were just as little as eight. Not even old enough to grasp the true concept of love.

Teenage boys would gather with friends running around the kingdom, following the direction the compass on their wrist would point. Most of the time it didn’t work, sometimes it did. Love was a funny thing like that.

On the Isle things were different. Uma had learned to stop questioning the tattoo of a frozen compass needle on her wrist pretty quickly. Her mother would only tell her that no matter who it pointed to; they would break her heart. Love was only meant to hurt you.

Harry had never questioned his tattoo. He’d heard his father angrily lecture Harriet when she was younger, telling her that love was a child’s game. It was pointless to run around trying to find something you could never reach. Love didn’t exist.

Everyone on the Isle knew that whether love existed or not, they could never find their soulmate. Even true love didn’t work under the barrier, so their compasses stayed frozen in place on their skin. Love would get you killed anyway. It was just another leverage for people to use against each other.

Yet, despite this. Uma and Harry still stared at the unmoving compasses on their wrists, far more often than they would ever admit to.

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Feet shuffled and quiet voices murmured nervously before the barrier as they waited for it to be opened. In the distance they could see the palace of Auradon, its people gathering bellow it. Either to welcome them into their new home or to kill them, no one was quite sure yet.

Uma stood at the front and centre of the crowd both her boys standing beside her. While everyone moved with nervous energy around her, she remained still, her eyes fixed on a spot of purple in the distance up on the castle balcony. Faintly she could make out a sliver of silver held in its grasp, the one object that could grant their freedom.

All of a sudden, the voices quietened down and the shuffling stopped as the wand was raised. Collectively the people of the Isle held their breath as in the distance a spell was said.

Gold shimmers rained down as the barrier was broken, leaving a glittering line where seconds ago they would not have been able to cross. It was if the world slowed down and no one was willing to move. All that they could do was stare at the line left by the broken barrier, slowly processing that their lifelong quest for freedom was no more.

Ever so slowly people began to break out of their daze. Some running over the line, leaping and cheering with glee. Others stepped over it with beaming smiles on their faces, their arms stretched out as if they would grow wings. A few others held onto each other as the stepped over, tears spilling out of their eyes.

But Uma and her boys stood frozen watching on as others experienced their first taste of freedom. Gil was the first to move, kicking up sparkles from the barrier as he past through it, laughing as they shimmered in the sunlight. It was only when he turned back around to gesture for his friends to come through, did they finally find it in them to move their feet.

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Uma felt a pulse jolt within her body as she stepped over the line, she had never experienced it but she knew it was from the presence of magic. She felt electric as it coursed through her veins filling her with new life. As the tingling in her limbs faded away and she became accustomed to the magic which was her birth right, she took a deep breath of the new air. It felt cleaner, lighter, as it filled her lungs. The space around her seemed to open up like stepping out of an enclosed space. On the Isle she had never felt suffocated in her captivity but now that she was free, she knew that she had been.

Around her she saw people beginning to look around at their surroundings. Up at the sky where the white clouds were no longer grey and parted so the sun could shine through. Looking off the edge of the new bridge watching the clear blue water rippling peacefully bellow. But Uma found herself looking back to the Isle, a place which she could now leave behind.

Distantly she became aware of excited voices as groups formed together looking at the tattoos on their wrists. People pulling up their sleeves and taking off their gloves, their eyes following where the needle pointed. She hadn’t thought about the tattoo on her wrist for so long that she’d forgotten it was there.

Without even knowing it she reached for her sleeve and pulled it back. Although it had been a while since she’d looked at her tattoo, she swore that it was darker than before, as if the barrier had dulled its colour. Curiously she ran her opposite thumb over it. She made to turn around back to the groups ahead of her still looking at her tattoo, but stopped in her tracks.

Her heart fluttered and a laugh escaped her when she found that it moved. It moved! All of her mother’s words about love only existing to hurt, faded at the sight of the needle pointing to her left instead of to the tips of her fingers where it had otherwise pointed to all her life.

For a little while she let herself sway on the spot watching as the needle moved from left to right. Unbeknownst to her, Harry stood next to her doing the same thing.

It wasn’t until they turned to face each other in synchrony that they both stopped, as if fate had told them to. For the second time that day it was like time slowed down as they looked up from their wrists and over to each other.

When their eyes connected, it was like all the memories they had shared together crashed into them all at once.

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When they were kids and Harry had found her crying under the wharf after the shrimp incident. He had been so small back then, and had let her hold the hook he was carrying which was far too big for his hand.

Then they were older at the Chip Shop, where he had helped her do the dishes one night when she was tired after her mother had given her an extra shift. Smiles lit up their faces as they threw bubbles from the sink at each other before Ursula yelled at them to keep it down. But they had continued laughing quietly to themselves after she had gone.

The memories shifted to them both up in Uma’s room, Harry stitching up her hand from breaking a bottle in a fit of rage after Mal had been accepted into Auradon. Afterward he had stayed with her all night, letting her cry into his shoulder until she fell asleep. He had never brought it up.

It showed them on Lost Revenge after Uma had won the ship, Harry instructing the newfound crew on how to fix things. Only just starting to grow into his lanky build.

Next, they were sword fighting on the beach, taking time away from the crew and the stresses of the Isle. Afterward they would sometimes race into the water to cool off before wading back to dry off on the sandy shore, side by side.

Suddenly, Uma was in Harry’s arms as he carried her back from the beach after her defeat at the Cotillion, her being too tired and weak to walk.

They were shown all their adventures together: the search for the Triton’s trident, the duels with Mal and the other gangs of the Isle, their quest to save Auradon. All leading up to the point where they are now. Looking into each other’s eyes.

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Uma felt so small looking up at him, so vulnerable under the piercing gaze of his icy blue eyes, and yet so safe. Before she knew it, their lips were against each other, their bodies fitting together so perfectly like they were built out of the same stone. She melted into his touch as his hand cupped around the back of her head, pulling her closer to him. Her own arms slunk around his waist, not wanting to let him go.

When he pulled away her neck reached up, her lips wanting more. They stared at each other, their eyes saying a million things that they would have never been able to say on the Isle. It was only when Harry reached back down to her lips, did she relax again.

Cheers sounded from around them as their crew saw them together. Their lips broke away from each other, but they did not release their hold. Uma couldn’t help but let out a laugh, seeing her crew so happy for them as she held her soulmate in her arms.

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Uma: You’re starting to forget your Spanish. You don’t practice.

Harry: Lo siento mama. Estoy embarazada.

Uma:

Uma: You just told me you’re pregnant-

Gil, hugging Harry: Congratulations! You’re glowing!

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Uma:You know, at thirteen I became aware of how pretty you were when I found you delightfully stomping on a tombstone.

Harry:—Wasn’t it when you threw a brick at me?

Uma:I was freaking out. Imagine how dreadful it was to realize you’re actually my type.

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Harry:—So here’s my ultimate plan. We decorate the ship with under the sea theme, which she loves of course. I take her to, here! And you guys start a music, something slow and romantic shit. I ask for her hand. When she says yes Gil throw Jonas overboard.

Jonas:Why the hell am I going overboard?

Harry:Uma and I have a common liking for hearing people scream for killer sharks. Since it’s our engagement that’s a ceremonial matter.

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仨小可爱

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When Huma is basically parallels of Harry’s parents

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Chapter 5 of A Cursed Life is now posted! So sorry it took so long. I have had no motivation to write until about 2AM last night. Hopefully it’s good, because I haven’t proofread it.

Coming soon: the next chapter of Who Is In Control?.

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Have you ever wondered what the story would be like if the roles were reversed? Or maybe just one role was reversed? Take the scrappy captain of the Lost Revenge and read her as the Princess of Atlantica…

Uma hates this version of the story.

Princess Uma is the daughter to one of the most powerful women in today’s political scope, so why does it feel like she is doomed to live a life trapped in her own personal hell? While she watches her best friend be crowned king, she’s forced into a future of royal bullshit.

Across the water, Harry Hook is a disaster in the making. An outcast in his own family, a pirate without a crew, and a notorious flirt who never stays with anyone longer than one night. As one of the few villain kids selected to go to Auradon, he is less than excited to be in a new environment, but he finds opportunity in the witty Princess who he swears will one day rule over the sea.

She wants a better future. He wants to escape his past. Can they save each other before someone blows the popsicle stand?

(Takes place during D1)

Y’all seemed very interested in this, even if I make no promises to update any time soon. I hope this suffices for the time being :) Lemme know what y’all think. Much Love!

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Uma: When I first found Gil it was like an angelic choir sang down from heaven.

Uma: When I first found Harry he was wandering outside a Walmart at 2 in the morning.

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Gil: “Please ask me why I love you.”

Harry and Uma: “Why do you love us?

Gil: *pulls up a 200 slide presentation* "I’m so glad you asked.

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Fandom: Descendants (Disney Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: The Story’s content warnings apply to this chapter (Number 8) Relationships: Harry Hook/Uma, Ben/Evie

Summary:

Uma barely remembers the time when her mother lived. Her life in the castle is the only reality she knows. The Island succumbs to the Evil Queen and the descendants blindly worship Evie.

Uma loves her new power, her new identity and the plans that eventually form to escape the Island. Evie and Uma have been gaining power. And as they grow, some villains are more loyal to them than to the current leader. Pirates and hunters believe that Uma is a descendant of the Gods in the sea. She is like a storm that promises destruction and freedom. Nobles and warriors fight to get recognition from Evie. She is like the finest velvet in contact with your skin and the whisper of temptation.

Uma is in charge of Evie’s security. Everyone on the Island fears her presence and yearn for her from the distance. Except for one pirate. Evie could have anyone by her side, but none can compare to her impossible love. The prince with the sweet smile she sees on television.

Uma touched her chest and noted that her heart was calm and her emotions protected.

After so many years of torture, fighting, uncertainty and facing death so many times, her body had become used to surviving. And that was horrendous.

It wasn’t fair.

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Gil: Harry, you were in love with Uma the first moment you saw her. I've never seen you look at anyone the way you look at her. Except for maybe me, on a few occasions.

Harry: Gil. I have never looked at you the way I look at Uma.

Gil: It's just been a few times.