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Descendants AU where instead of just throwing the kids in the school they all are assigned guardians who will take care of them at various times of the year, provide for them, teach them about Auradon, etc. and Mal ends up with Rapunzel and Eugene. (And because of this pretty much gets adopted by whichever kids they have at Auradon Prep.)

There isn't too much rhyme or reason to this, I just think that it would be an interesting concept. Especially if Mal gets emotionally attached and has two parental figures who actually act like parents. (I love Hades but sir, leaving your daughter with Maleficent?? Really?)

Also, just imagine Rapunzel calming down dragon Mal. And Eugene's reaction to Mal turning into a dragon.

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Y'ALL KNEW I HAD TO MAKE A DESCENDANTS VERSION

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Rowing the Rarepair Rowboat: Evie Grimhilde x Jay (Descendants)

Requested by anonymous

The plan was perfect. Perfectly cruel? Maybe. But that was the whole point. Evie had worked out every single detail right down to practically scripting what she was going to say in every single conversation.

Until Jay went off-script. It was all downhill from the moment that he kissed her. He wasn't supposed to really like her, he was just supposed to pay more attention to her than he did Mal, scoring Evie an A in Evil Schemes Class, and getting revenge on Mal for her attempt to kill her at Carlos' party.

Now she's stuck. Every time she sees him, her mouth dries up and she goes all twitchy and fluttery like a trapped bird! Never mind trying to remember the perfectly constructed lines that she and her mother spent hours coming up with. It's almost romantic, really.

Or it would be, if he were a prince.

She scolds herself for letting her mind wander into such a stupid thought. The little voice in the back of her head that's always sounded so much like her mother reminds her of the real goal. Get off the Isle and find a prince, marry rich. Preferably much older, too. That way he won't be around too long and she -- they -- inherit his wealth and kingdom.

Jay ticks none of those boxes. She tilts her head, chin on her propped palm, watching him across the room from her table in the cafeteria. He's busy mucking around with Diego and Hadie, bullying Anthony Tremaine for something or other. It's less bullying and more of a disadvantaged scuffle considering he seems to be giving as good as he's getting, even without his usual posse to back him up.

Jay is certainly not a prince.

Well. In a way, she supposes he is. His father was, after all, a sultan, even if only briefly. Which kind of would have made Jay a prince, even if it was before he was born.

She can picture his red and russet rags and scraps as elegant royal attire like the kind she's seen around the Isle on the screens displaying snippets of Auradon. That Aladdin and Jasmine are such a dreamy couple, with their gorgeous outfits.

Jay raises his eyebrows and smirks, openly smug and amused about something Diego just said, and leans an arm against the wall with such elegance and grace that she understands exactly what makes him a good thief. She also understands why most of his tops have no sleeves; discreet muscles push and strain against the leather of his vest jacket, a silent form of intimidation. He would definitely make a good-looking sultan, at least.

But there's no denying he's good-looking, that was never in question. Every girl in the school gives him a second look and sometimes a third if they don't think they'll be caught by the deathly glare of his watchful pet dragon, aka Mal.

Even if she could somehow convince her mother that he had some royal claim through his father's brief and not totally legal stint as Sultan, he was still a completely unsuitable candidate.

Just as everyone else on the Isle, he is far from rich. Currency is few and far between for even the most terrifying villains, who prefer to steal and threaten and hurt anyway, so see no need for wealth.

Although, she supposes if anyone on the Isle would have a stash of money big enough to provide for things classed as luxuries to them, it would be Jay. What with his dad's shop and known penchant for being stingy, there's no way he doesn't secretly hoard coins and other forms of currency away from the rest of them. And even some of the items for sale in his shop could be used for trading, even on Auradon. What's to say that the rich royalty wouldn't pay good money for ancient possessions of some of the deadliest villains alive? Jay could easily get his hands on just about anything. He proved that when he stole her necklace on their second meeting.

She watches him now, seeing what no one else seems to. The way he tilts his head up and keeps all of Anthony's attention on his face -- and Diego and Hadie's constantly moving hands -- while his own hand sneaks down and delicately swipes a few rusted pins from the loop of his jeans. His fingers curl around each one with such care and gentleness that Evie actually feels herself begin to blush. He manages to snag his earring too, disguising it with a threatening pat on Anthony's cheek.

Okay. So, two out of three. But then, she supposes it doesn't matter too much that they're the same age. Perhaps that's better, actually, since a lot of the wealth and riches require Jay to be healthy and alive in order to steal them. And while he has no kingdom, he could steal one. Or at least, a sizable enough place for both them and her mother to live in. Maybe Jay's dad, too, though she's not so sure she'd feel all that comfortable.

She breathes in sharply and straightens like a lash to her spine. What is she thinking?! Living with Jay? Planning some future with him? None of that is ever going to happen. He's just a means to an end; a way to pass her class and her key to revenge on Mal.

To break a person, break their heart. And Jay is the closest thing Mal has to a heart, as Evie has witnessed.

She swallows hard and lowers her head, letting her hair fall in front of it, something she would never usually do as it hides her beauty. A nasty feeling eats away at her stomach, putting her off her food. A feeling that Jay has slithered his way into her heart as well.

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mashing the two fixations currently on my mind (didnt regret it)

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someone in the UK threw eggs at Charles and was arrested and has been banned from openly carrying eggs in public and has since been sent death threats but their statement on the matter was so fucking good

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Is that witchcraft? What? No, definitely not.

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flutterbat ^.^ (alt gif under the cut)

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I have no idea why I like twipie, but is just cute!

What are your favorite mlp ships?

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hello I'm premiering of my little pony yay

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blacktober day 3 vibrant!

little miss ponky pi

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auradon prep’s gay athletes club 😇

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some more monster highs since u guys loved the other one so much!! i drew this back when the reboot was getting announced and ppl were speculating over the frankie and deuce pack since cleo and deuce had broken up. AND FRANKIE WOULD NEVER STEAL DEUCE FROM CLEO THEY LOVE HER!!! THEY LOVE HER SO MUCH!!!!!!

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Not sure if I'm gonna do more of Blacktober to avoid burning myself out but I offer Pinkie as a sacrifice. Happy Blacktober!

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let the rainbow remind you 🎶

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Normalize being in your 20s without a cutie mark not everypony will find their special talent in their teens and it's not okay to make fun of them