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WHY DID I HAVE A DREAM JAL WERE IN THE NEW DESCENDANTS FILM

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how many pieces of jewellry do you wear?

(includes individual rings, necklaces, earrings, piercings, etc)

none

1

2-3

4-5

6-7

8-9

10+

i add more/remove more depending on where i am

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ANOTHER WIN FOR JAL NATION

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damn why do so many people have me blocked

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OP turned off reblogs

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full vid 👍🏻

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guys my liveblog tag has overtaken my jal tag……..

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do you guys ever think about jal

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rise of red song titles btw

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AGAIN???????

ANOTHER WIN FOR JAL NATION

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ANOTHER WIN FOR JAL NATION

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rotten four can be a little unhinged about their attraction. as a treat

descendants texts [18/?]

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CYOA Chapter 2: Fuck the Cameras 

(read part one here)

You throw yourself against the railing of the newly-installed balcony. You grin at Evie, your best friend, who’s up here with you on the newly-installed lookout tower that gives the Isle its first real view of the bridge to Auradon. The bridge that you built. 

Sure, your every Isle-kid instinct is screaming at you to grab as many kids as possible and run, but you’re not here for that today. You’re here to take just four kids home with you, and yeah, you don’t even know how to take care of yourself sometimes, but you’ve been pushed into a position of power here and if you let it go something even worse will happen, so even though you don’t know what to do with all this power that’s been handed to you, you have to hold tight to it. Evie is your best friend, and you love her more than you love yourself sometimes, so when she nods at you to keep going, you keep going. 

“Listen up!” you shout across the crowd of VKs and villains. “We’re here to celebrate the first VK day! We’re getting you all off this rock!” 

Evie flashes you her best publicity smile. Oops. That wasn’t quite the prepared speech that you meant to start off with. 

“What Mal means is that we’re here to announce the first four VKs who are coming over with us to Auradon! We’ve been reading all your applications, and we’re sure that you four will be a shining example of what it means to choose goodness.” 

The crowd roars. 

“Now, I know you’re excited, and we are too!” Evie recites, picture-perfect and beaming at the Auradon News Network camera that’s hovering via drone in front of the crowd. Her smile is perfect, a miracle of illegally applied magic and contraband whitening strips. Her shiny new leathers gleam in the light from the cameras, and your blood boils all over again at the sight. The kingdom has finally agreed to let you bring over four new VKs, but the network decided that your home was too dangerous to risk a real live Auradonian reporter on. 

You can save four children. 

While hundreds starve in their place. And the reporters will sit, safe in their newsroom, delivering the news that your classmates and their parents will laugh about later. 

“Mal?” Evie whispers. “It’s your line.” 

Right.

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Choose Your Own Adventure: An Ominous Beginning

just. bear with me on this one. I have a whole concept.

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Your name is Maleficent of the Isle. You are eighteen years old (or close enough, as far as anybody can tell. It’s not like you celebrated your birthday on the Isle of the Lost, and you haven’t had enough time in Auradon to know how if you’re supposed to celebrate it now). You aren’t scared, not anymore. You can’t be scared. You’re a princess. A lady of the court. A future queen, if all goes well, and you’ve made your choice already. 

You chose good. 

You aren’t supposed to show it, but you know in your wicked soul that you were never supposed to make it this far in the first place. Your mother wanted you dead when you were sixteen, and you wanted yourself dead the year after that. It’s a fucking miracle that you’ve survived this long, frankly. You never expected to make it off the Isle in the first place, but now that you’re here, you can’t turn around and pull the ladder up after yourself. You have to get the other kids off. You promised your crew that you’d go with them today to announce the first round of kids in your brand-sparkling-new VK program, so you have to swallow your nerves and push down the headache that’s building behind your eyes, and do this thing. 

You take a deep breath that does nothing to bank the flames building in your belly, and you bare your teeth at your reflection. You’re Mal, and you’re not just of the Isle anymore. You’re not a helpless pawn in your mother’s game. You’re a princess and a dragon and a future badass warrior queen, and you’re not going to let anyone else dictate your life.  Sure, some of your choices might suck harder than a monkey on a lollipop, but you’re the only one who can make them for yourself now. Your mother isn’t around to ruin your life anymore, so you’re going to take her mistakes and run with them. You’ve got to seize the day and ruin it yourself. 

Pep talk: nailed it. 

You’re going back to the Isle. 

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rotten four can be a little unhinged about their attraction. as a treat

descendants texts [18/?]

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before you ship something stop and ask yourself... Is this otp material? Make sure your characters are:

Obstinate and inflexible in their actions

Terrible for each other in most circumstances

Poor communicators