#dr.facilier x reader

[im-not-samantha-im-samanta]

Reader // Stim critic - 1 // Dr. Facilier

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A few words from author: Hello, guys!

So here I am with some new content for Disney villains after a really long time.

Today I don't have much to say, it's pointless anyways cuz I doubt anyone reads these.

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Type: Scenario

Scenario summary: Introduction to how Facilier decides to start rating your autistic stims as if he were a... well... stim critic

Settings: Can be read as both platonic and romantic, although there are some romantic vibes cuz c'mon it's Facilier,

Genre: Fluff, lighthearted

!TRIGGER WARNING!: Aside from typical Facilier stuff (like voodoo etc) there should be none!

Sidenote: Reader's gender is not specified, but if reader description leans more towards feminine sense then it's purely unintentional and I apologize!

Sidenote: This specific scenario will have more parts, so expect more of "Stim critic" to come!

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That's all,

Enjoy,

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Rambling like there's no tomorrow,

You stand in front of Facilier,

Your body moving on its own accord,

You don't take much notice of how you begin to sway,

But someone else does,

And he watches you with pure adoration before suddenly speaking,

"Five stars," Facilier says, making you stop in your rambles and swaying,

"What?" you say with your brows furrowing, confused,

And Facilier smiles slyly, his shadow matching that,

"That swaying thing you have going on, chérie/chéri," he address casually, making you realize you were, in fact, swaying the whole time you spoke,

"What about it?" you ask anxiously, worried your stimming left a bad taste in Facilier's mouth,

Just like it always is with your family, and well most people,

But the voodoo man surprises you greatly,

"I give it five stars, it's very endearing, very innocent looking," he tells you, making your eyes widen,

And as you look at Facilier, your brows furrow and you ask: "Did you just rate my stimming like a restaurant?",

And Facilier hums, smirking: "Mhm, that I just did, dear,",

That response makes you playfully roll your eyes before you shake your head and laugh,

"You're unbelievable, Faci," you say, shaking your head, unable to not smile at the silliness of your companion,

"What?" Facilier gasped, dramatically putting a hand on his chest and feigning a hurt expression,

"But ma chérie/mon chéri, I'm just stating what's true, you can't blame me for that, can you?" he told you, giving you the innocent act,

And his words and way of speaking make you playfully roll your eyes yet again,

"Okay, okay, stim critic," you chuckle, shaking your head at how funnily obnoxious he was being,

"while you're at it you might as well rate my other stims, no?" you suggest jokingly,

But that wasn't the best idea,

Because the suggestion has Facilier's face light up, but in the worst way possible,

That grin of his isn't a grin of an innocent child being invited to play,

It is the grin of the devil being set free,

"Why, I very much could do that, now couldn't I darlin'?" he draws out, and his shadow quite literally grows horns as both of them grin wider,

And only then you realized what your lighthearted invitation has just gotten you into,

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[descendantofthesparrow]

Interlude - Rewrite POYW - Harry Hook x reader - part 2 - preparations

*i realized today was Saturday and was like “oh holy shit time to post part 2!! so enjoy!* 

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*felt like doing another episode entrance to this so deal with it*

-a camera pans from Auradon to the isle of the lost, zooming in on a large ship that held the symbol of Harriet Hook, the camera zoom fades into Harriet watching her crew move around the deck, a small stack of papers in her hand-

Harriet glanced up suddenly as Xiaohui slid down from rope as she switched out with another member of the crew for lookout in the crow's nest “what ‘cha got there captain?” she hummed, stepping next to Harriet and leaning over to look at the papers.

“just stuff that king beasty sent me, something about guardians for the twins, Sammy, and CJ” Harriet muttered, folding the papers and shoving them into her inner jacket pocket. “apparently because im a legal adult” Xiaohui rose her brow in confusion and Harriet waved it off “Auradon thing I don’t know, but since I’m an adult, they think that I can be the twin's guardian and they are trying to see if I can be CJ’s at the same time since im her sister n stuff” Xiaohui nodded a bit and looked back at the crew, most of which was getting the new supplies of food and water into the lower decks for safekeeping.

“I’m slightly impressed that (y/n) girl actually kept her word” Xiaohui hummed, crossing her arms and leaning on Harriet a bit, who pushed her back with her shoulder “like only a week ago the king announced the new program for us getting better shit and its already in full effect.”

“I think (y/n) scares whoever's in charge of that stuff and made ‘em work faster” Harriet snorted, remembering when she had passed by the main market almost everyone was whispering about the Auradon girl that had kicked her father's ass and left him as an amputee.

“well, she sure scared the fuck out me when she went apeshit on your dad” Xiaohui chuckled, pushing off the rails of the ship and about to walk towards the crew as they began to head out for another shipment “so how long do you think it gonna be before they get the next group of kids off” Harriet looked off for a moment.

“well with the letter Harry sent me, they are aiming for at least within the month, and at most within the next two, but first they got to get the guardian shit out of the way first” Xiaohui nodded, glanced back at the crew then back at Harriet, “I think once we get over there, I’ll be able to help out with choosing more kids to come over to Auradon, Evie might have her heart in the right place but she hardly even knows any kids, I have a lot more tabs on everyone on here and will be able to help get those who need it more off first.”

Xiaohui nodded again, understanding that the crew would probably be left on the isle for a bit longer just to make sure everything was running smoothly on their side, to make sure no one ruined a single kids chances at getting a better life. “now go on, Im pretty sure Sammy’s about to trip over nothing there”

Xiaohui turned and sighed, running over to Sammy and catching his arm just as he stumbled forward, she chided him as they walked off the ship and towards the barges again to collect the last of their shipments.

Harriet let out a small sigh and took out the papers again, tapping her foot anxiously as she flipped through the “guardian” application copies that Ben had sent her just in case she wasn’t able to be the twins and CJ’s guardian, and they needed someone from Auradon to be their guardian.

'Application of guardianship

Child; Skipper Smee  - parent; Sam Smee

Guardian applicant(s) - Wendy Darling, Rapunzel Fitzherbert, Eric & Ariel Barnes’

'Application of guardianship

Child; Sterling Smee  - parent; Sam Smee

Guardian applicant(s) - Wendy Darling, Eugene Fitzherbert, Eric & Ariel Barnes’

'Application of guardianship

Child; Sammy Smee  - parent; Sam Smee

Guardian applicant(s) - Wendy Darling, Rapunzel Fitzherbert, Eric & Ariel Barnes’

Harriet raised her brow at the repeat of applicants, especially the Wendy Darling one, considering she dealt with her father and uncle Smee first hand. Though (y/n) had written on the blank side of the applications that Wendy had applied for that exact reason.

She folded away the Smee papers and looked at her little sister's Guardian application.

'Application of guardianship

Child; Calista Jane Hook - parent; James Hook

Guardian applicant(s) - Wendy Darling, Eric & Ariel Barnes, Tiana Maldon’

Once again Wendy Darling and freaking King Eric and Queen Ariel had applied to be a guardian of her “family” Harriet sighed again and let her hands drop to her thighs, staring off at nothing as she thought about the upcoming future.

She broke out of her trance as a sheepish Dizzy stepped onto the deck, hands clenching tightly to her denim jacket “um…Harriet?” she squeaked, stepping forward a bit as Celia, Dr.Facilier daughter, pushed her towards Harriet “I-I was wondering if there was anything about…me in those papers King Ben sent you?”

Harriet brought up the papers again and flipped through them, nodding as she spotted Dizzy’s name on a guardian application and a blue envelope “yeah” Harriet muttered, handing the envelope to Dizzy and glancing back down at the application.

'Application of guardianship

Child; Dizzy Tremaine - parent; Drizella Tremaine

Guardian applicant(s) - Ella Charming, Fairy Godmother, Anita Radcliffe’

She handed the younger VK the application a moment later and the girl gasped as she read the names of the people who signed up to be her guardian “Cinderella? Fairy Godmother??” she squeaked, crunching the papers in her hand as Celia walked up behind her and looked over her shoulder “why would they-holy moly!!!”

“please just say fuck” Celia laughed, snatching the application from Dizzy and looking it over, curling her lip at all the other information details under the main application script. “wow that’s a lot of shit do to”

The guardian applicants had to fill out most of their information, sign waivers, and multiple other things just to be the guardian of a singular kid.

“oh, Harriet?” Harriet looked up at the call of her name and raised her brow as Dizzy held out the letter she had gotten from Evie, pointing at the back of it “there's some stuff for you on the back of the letter”

She grabbed it from Dizzy and started to read, not recognizing the handwriting but it had been signed by (y/n).

-Hey Harriet, so real quick all I need you to do is pick out who YOU would want to be your fams guardians (aka CJ, the twins, and Sammy) and we’ll pick out who we think is best with your opinion in mind. the kids are never obligated to interact with their guardians but I thought you would be more comfortable knowing exactly who the guardians were.

There are two pieces of blank paper in the envelope with Dizzy’s name on it, one for Dizzy to write back to Evie and one for you to write to me.

-see you soon, (y/n) (l/n)

Ps. Gil and Harry scream-said “hi”-

 Harriet snorted at the last bit and folded the letter back up and gave it back to Dizzy “ey Dizzy” the younger vk looked up at her with wide eyes, Celia peeking over her shoulder “who would you rather be your guardian, Cinderella, FG, or that Anita chick?” Dizzy looked off for a moment then shrugged.

“um, I don’t know?...I guess which everyone Evie picks out is okay?” Dizzy gave a slightly uncomfortable grin before jumping as Harriet's crew started to return and lug the last of the new supplies abord. “oh, um, I have to go, bye!” Before she could leave, Harriet grabbed Dizzy’s shoulder and grabbed the envelope from her, taking out one of the blank papers then letting the vk go on her way. Dizzy and Celia turned on their heels and raced off the ship, Dizzy’s letter from Evie clenched tightly in her hand.

Harriet hummed to herself and lifted the papers again, looking at the notes next to the guardian applicants that (y/n) had put.

She made eye contact with Xiaohui and nodded at her, the girl nodding back and taking command of the ship as Harriet moved to go into the captain's quarters. Sammy breathed a sigh of relief as Xiaohui took command, he might have been the first mate but he was horrible at being in control of things.

Harriet sat down at her creaky old cherrywood desk, grabbed a pen, and started to write.

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“im still surprised that we actually got more people signing up to be guardians for the vks” you chuckled setting down the copy of Dizzy’s file and leaning back on Bens desk “I mean, almost all of them are repeats for the first round but my point still stands” Ben smiled and nodded.

“yeah, something about since the first round went well enough that people are not as averse to being guardians for the vks” Ben signed off a paper with a flourish of his wrist and set it aside. “though we might have to figure out something else as we go along, I don’t think there are enough adults in Auradon to claim every single kid on the isle, even if one person can claim two kids”

You sighed and nodded, rubbing the side of your head slightly “yeah, and at some point, we need to figure out another way to transfer kids off safely without having to go through the whole ‘guardian’ thing, because eventually, we will run out of guardians”

Gil, who had joined you and Ben for today's ‘vk shit’ meeting, looked up from his bowl of grapes “oh this reminds me of when Harry and I went to the animal shelter with Carlos, and-and um, there was a bunch of rooms for the cats n dogs n stuff and Carlos asked something about chips and the lady said that as long as the worker was licensed, they could claim the animal” he looked back down at his snack as you and Ben looked at him with wide eyes “what?”

“that-that was the weirdest thing you have ever said” you laughed, shaking your head a bit and crossing your legs at the ankles. Ben smiled at the blonde-haired vk and turned back to his papers, then popped his head back up with sparkling eyes and a wide grin.

“THAT’S IT!” you and Gil jumped slightly at his suddenly loud voice. Ben stood and pointed at Gil “Gil that is brilliant!”

You and Gil looked to each other then back at Ben “Ben please tell me you didn’t get an idea from Gil's weird rambling?” you laughed, leaning back a bit as Ben's grinning face turned to you. “you did….what is it then?”

“A shelter for vks!!!” Ben exclaimed, bouncing on his heels as he moved away from his desk and towards a large blue painted filing cabinet to the left of his desk. “here in Auradon! And I have just the place for it!!! And-and we can start an organization just for people to be guardians for vks! And we can figure out a system to have one person be responsible for multiple kids so we’ll never run out of them!” he rushed back to his desk and threw a set of building blueprints along with the deeds to the building.

You looked over the papers, raising your brows as you realized you were looking at a large castle that was written in Bens name “that…doesn’t sound like a bad idea?” you laughed, picking up the blueprints as Gil pawed at the deed. “in my world there's a thing called orphanages or foster systems, they kinda suck but usually there is one or two people in charge or responsible for sometimes over twenty kids, so this could work for our vks if we do it correctly and get good people” Ben grinned and nodded, grabbing the paper from you and shaking it in his hands.

“and-and! This castle, which was my parents, is in my name! I can do whatever I want with it! Let's turn it into the shelter! It's near the ocean too so these kids can see the real ocean every day and go swimming or build sandcastles whenever they want!!! And-and during the summer! Or warm days! I can hire people to take the kids on boat rids or-or!” you laughed and set your hands on Ben’s shoulders, calming him down a bit.

“Ben! Amazing ideas, love them, let's take it one step at a time, first we get Harriet and the others off” you gestured to the stack of papers for the six vks that held their information “then we start working on the shelter and the guardian organization, not baby steps, just one step at a time” Ben took a deep breath and nodded, the grin still wide on his face

“then let's finish up! All that’s left is choosing their guardians! Then we can send the limo next week!!!” he set down the castle blueprints and picked up two of the vk folders, handing you and Gil the last three “we got no time to lose!”

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Celia slyly glanced up from her cards as Dizzy danced around her grandmother's hair salon, her aunt and mother busy working on some client's hair as Dizzy swept up the fallen locks. “now Diz” Anastasia, Dizzy’s aunt started to speak, the young vk immediately stopping in her little chore and looking to her “remember, while there will be people there that will accept you with open arms there will inevitably be people that will be out to hurt you” Dizzy’s shoulders dropped at the reminder and slowly nodded “that doesn’t mean we don’t want you going, it just means that even in Auradon it's not a fully safe space, there will always be assholes in every place” the clients ignored the surprisingly supportive talk from Anastasia and looked down at their torn magazines.

Dizzy sighed and nodded again “I understand” Dizzy smiled, starting on her chores again, though with less energy than she had a moment before. Celia looked away from Dizzy and shuffled her cards, laying them out on the table in front of her and closing her eyes, focusing her energy on Dizzy and hovering her hand over the cards.

In her mind's eye, three cards seemed to glow. She quickly picked them out and flipped them over to show their art. Celia opened her eyes, and looked at the first card, which symbolized Dizzy’s past.

The reversed fool. Celia furrowed her brows; Dizzy had been taken advantage of? When? Then again, Celia hummed looking to the next card, this was the isle, being taken advantage of was a daily thing, especially for someone like Dizzy who sometimes could be a bit airheaded.

The next card, which symbolized Dizzy’s present, was the upright chariot. Dizzy was heading in the right direction then huh? She was going to Auradon soon after all. Celia looked to the last card, which symbolized Dizzy’s future.

The upright sun. Celia nodded again, Dizzy’s adventures in Auradon would be successful then, all the more reason to see if she could stay on Dizzy’s good side even after she left for Auradon so that maybe one day Celia could have that success as well.

“watcha doin?” Dizzy asked suddenly, peeking over Celia’s shoulder as the younger VK jumped and threw herself over her cards. Celia looked back at Dizzy with a pout.

“if you have to know” Celia sighed, pushing off the table and gesturing to the now strewn about cards. “I was reading your fortune, I got curious” Dizzy hummed at that and kneeled next to Celia slightly, looking at the cards that were still facing up.

“what do they mean?” Dizzy asked, picking up the upright chariot and tilting it in her hands.

“just stuff from your past, present, and future. Your past is not the best, your present is going in the right direction, and your future is bright, that’s basically what those say” Celia held out her hand, Dizzy setting the card and a few coins in her hand “uh-“ Dizzy grinned.

“well you did read my fortune, and I remember you said you never read without a payment!” Celia stared at Dizzy as the girl skipped over to her chalkboard with all her chores on it and checked off the sweeping chore. Then she started cleaning the windows, picking up a rag and a spray bottle with a blue liquid chemical in it.

Celia watched for a moment before looking at Dizzy’s aunt and mother, who finished up with their last clients and sent them along, getting their payment and reminding Dizzy to close up properly as they went upstairs to the family's apartment.

“Hey, Diz” Celia started, fixing up her cards and putting them into her hip cardholder. The older vk hummed and turned to look at Celia “you…you aren’t gonna forget me once you get to Auradon…will you?” Celia, while her original intentions with Dizzy were ill-intentioned and she just wanted to get a leg up on a future in Auradon by being friends with the vk that had connections already, but Dizzy was just that kinda person you couldn’t be fake around, and Celia had come to genuinely care for her.

Dizzy’s face bloomed into a bright smile that could blind the sun and she set down her rag and bottle, skipping over to Celia and hugging her tightly. Celia froze at the sign of affection and moved to push Dizzy off but stopped herself as Dizzy pulled back and shook her head “of course not! Once I get to Auradon I’ll make sure you’ll be the next one off, just after me! I would never leave you here willingly.” Celia felt her nose and eyes burn and she quickly twisted around, wiping her face as Dizzy giggled.

“sap” Celia chuckled, letting out a small breath as Dizzy slammed into her and wrapped her arms around Celia, shaking them around a bit “hey hey come on” Dizzy giggled again and released the young shadow witch, skipping back over to the rag and bottle and resuming her chores.

Celia let a smile grow on her face as she bopped her head to the song Dizzy started to hum as she took out her pocket watch and checked the time. “oh shit it's late, I got errands to do, bye dizzy!” Celia grabbed her bag and bolted out the salon door, rushing towards the market to grab a couple of things for her “boss”

Well, less boss and more someone who just hired her to grab stuff for him because he was a hermit and didn’t like going outside his little underground hidey-hole.

Celia skidded to a stop as she spotted the short ombre blue hair of Hadie, the son of Hades. Aka the son of her “boss”. Hadie was a tall, oddly buff, blue ombre haired, punk-styled villain kid, the oldest on the isle at that at, being born before Hades had been shipped off to the isle.

“hey,” she muttered, reaching around him and grabbing a couple of peaches, that were not bruised thanks to the fresh shipments that were coming as of late, from in front of the much larger vk. Hadie glanced down at her and opened his messenger bag, allowing Celia to dump the fruit into it. “what’ca here for?”

“stuff” Hadie simply replied in his usual dry tone, following Celia as she started to travel the merchant stands, grabbing what Hades had requested from her and letting her dumb the items into his messenger bag.

One of the merchants, which Celia had stolen from before on her own time, sneered at her, flinching back as the spotted Hadie just behind her just staring at him. The merchant looked away as Celia took two cans of corn and dumped them into Hadie’s bag, skipping away with the older vk following her.

“why does he let her do that?” one of the market keeps whispered to their friend, who shrugged and looked back down at her stock of oranges.

“dunno, but it keeps the creeps off of her and keeps a fight from breaking out so who am I to care?” Hadie glanced at them but kept pace behind Celia, scrunching his nose slightly as one of the merchants leered towards Celia, the merchant reeling back as Hadie flashed his pocket knife.

Celia smirked to herself knowing that Hadie was subtly protecting her as she picked up things for his dad, and with a snatch of some packs of water, she was done for the day. “come on!” she yelled back towards Hadie, who grabbed a small pack of blueberries and followed after her, digging his key to the opening of the mineshafts that lead to his dad's lair out of his pocket. Celia bounced on her heels as Hadie opened the gate and followed him inside.

The two foregoed the bicycle contraption and just walked down the length of the tunnel that lead to the main area, Hadie taking one of the water packs from Celia and hoisting it onto his shoulder.

He ignored the echoing bark that blasted in his ear as he passed by a speaker that his dad made him set up a couple of years ago to keep trespassers out. He and Celia finally made it to the main living area and Celia skipped down the wooden steps, setting one of the water packs on the large metal table in the next room.

Hades looked away from the fading tv and raised his brow as Hadie let Celia snatch the bag from around his neck and take out the items she had taken from the market. “you get everything kids?” Hades teased, standing and walking over to the vks, ruffling his son's hair and laughing a bit as the just shorter Hadie smacked his hand away. “yep” Celia nodded, turning and holding out her hand to Hades, who dug into his jacket, pulled out a small red velvet pouch, and dropped it into her hand, Celia tugged it open as Hadie reached around her to grab a small peach and moved to plop into his dad's makeshift minecart seat. Celia nodded five rubies and several silver coins. “pleasure making business with cha’” Celia held out her hand, grinning as Hades gave it an exaggerated shake and skipped out of the lair, leaving the two gods behind.

She skipped all the way back to the hair salon and moved into the alleyway just next to Hades restaurant. Celia knocked a specific rhythm on the spray-painted door with the words ‘Pa Deranje’ on them. As it slid open Celia slipped through and ran into the quiet arcade her dad manned when school was out for the summer.

“Daddy~!” Celia cheered, running towards her father as he spotted her and held out his hands to lift her up and around.

“Cher~!” he called back, setting her back on her feet and wrapping his arms around her shoulder “so how was the hussle tonight?”

Celia grinned and held up the red velvet bag, her father grinning and holding out his hand. Celia dropped it into his palm and sat down at his fortune reading table, gasping happily at the steaming bowl of food that was resting in front of her.

Her father gestured for her to eat as he dug into the bag, nodding to himself as he saw the inside. He took out the silver coins and set them in front of Celia, stashing the rubies away for safekeeping as they were a higher currency on the isle.

“mmmhmm!” Celia hummed happily around her food, kicking her legs as she took another full bite of the soup-like meal. “what is this?!”

“good ol’ Gumbo my dear” Facilier took a seat in front of her and dug into his own bowl of Gumbo. “found all I needed to make it with at the market, thanks to those shipments” Facilier laughed at his daughter as she eagerly downed the gumbo, reaching out slightly to slow her “now slow down there cher, it’s a bit strong” Celia glanced at him and obeyed, setting the bowl back down and swallowing her current mouthful of food. “now after this you head straight to bed, it’s almost nine am and you’ve been up since eight yesterday” Celia went to object but stopped as her father gave her a look.

“fine” she pouted, smiling behind her bowl as he nodded and reached out to tweak her ear.

The two finished their “dinner” in comfortable silence, Celia finished first and stood from the table, giving her dad a quick kiss and hug before running up to the apartment where she and her dad stayed.

Facilier sighed and took the two empty bowls and followed Celia up the apartment, counting down from 5 and nodding as the telltale sign of Celia’s room door closing sounded just as he reached 0.

While the isle was just a bit better nowadays, thanks to the program that Hooks sons girl had started, he still hoped one day his little girl would be in Auradon one day and never have to worry about where her next meal would come from.

“one day cher” Facilier whispered to himself, setting his top hat on the hat rack and moving to his room “one day you’ll get your cut.”

-end of part 2-

here it is! part 2!!! hope yall liked it, and yes, Dr.Facilier is a good dad, i liked that in the OG D3 so thats what i kept, Hades is kinda an asshole but Hadie is Persephone's kid he’s gonna love and tease the young punk looking god to death, Dizzy's aunt is kinda nice, grandma still ain't but Anastasia was redeemed twice in the Cinderella sequels. anyway yeah tell me what u think and i hoped yall liked! part 3 next Saturday! 

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~Dr. Facilier x Insecure!Reader~

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A few words from author: Hi there, friends! Welcome to my first Disney villains fanfic! ^^

It took me a while to figure out an Oneshot idea for some Disney villain, but thanks to recent occurrences, inspiration was granted to me ^^".

Writing this I realized I struggle with writing emotions as I actually have tough time knowing what I'm feeling in real life, but I really hope that I wrote what the Reader feels well enough ^^".

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Settings: Romantic focused

Genre: Hurt/Comfort kinda thing with eventual fluff

!TRIGGER WARNING!: Talks of self image issues, mentions of obsessing over one's weight, mentions of toxic relatives, description of emotional breakdowns, feelings of insecurity, feeling negatively about oneself, light mentions of self loathing,

Sidenote: Body type of reader is not specified as I wanted this to be for everyone! Btw, no matter your body type, you're all gorgeous and do not let anyone tell you otherwise!!! <3

Sidenote: This was my very first time writing Facilier so, I hope I wrote him well enough ;~;

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Anyways, that should be all! Hope y'all will enjoy reading this!

See ya next time, bunny-boos! <3

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Words hold a great power, and people don't seem to realize that - or well, they, at least, don't seem to care much.

But that's just what comes in natural to people, what they are taught throughout their lives.

Because, after all, their actions are rarely ever met with any sort of consequences - or well, consequences that would concern them, that is - so, why should they care?

And while it's true that there sure are people who do care or see that their words can affect others, it's only because it is them who have faced the consequences of other people not caring what leaves their mouth.

Yes, sad and unfair for sure, but that's just how it works - you yourself knew that well enough first-hand. And as if that wasn't enough of a lesson, life also liked to often remind you this simple fact and make sure you don't ever forget...

This time the reminder came in the form of an encounter with your family relatives.

Your relationship with your relatives was never the best, you just didn't get along very well as these people were definitely amongst those who liked to leave whatever out of their mouths without a care, and usually it was you who ended up being on the receiving end...

And so, understandably, you made sure to avoid meeting up with these relatives as much as possible, but unfortunately, sometimes it had to happen because amongst these kinds of relatives were your great grandma and grandpa who weren't such shitty people - it was still a mystery to you how these two could be related to the rest when they were the polar opposite.

You sure were lucky to have at least these two, but it was also really unfortunate, because this meant that you had to visit for birthday celebrations and such, which obviously meant interaction with the rest of the relatives...

And though there was always the option to skip and come to your great grandparents sometime else, it didn't feel right to do so, and not to mention that you skipped all kinds of celebrations with your relatives last year, and also the year before last year...

And so, this time you just had show up whether you liked it or not, even if just for an hour or two...

And you sure did stay for just about an hour and a half before you left the celebration and headed home, but your relatives managed to open up old wounds even withing such short time... 

You tried to not let their remarks get to you, of course, and for a few days after the nasty reunion you were fine, but now you were no longer fine and your humble little bedroom was filled with the sound of cries that echoed and chased one after the other from one wall of your room right to the other.

Said bedroom was a complete, utter mess, mirroring how you were feeling on the inside just perfect.

All of your clothes were laying tossed on the ground, a good amount of them being torn to shreds and no longer able to hold the shape they were made for, and you yourself wore nothing but your underwear as you sat in all that mess while facing the now broken mirror you slammed to the floor in a fit of rage and devastation just a few moment ago.

You tried, you really tried to not let your relatives' hurtful comments get to you - you hated that you let them plague your mind like that - and you really were fine when you went to prepare yourself for your afternoon date with your dearest voodoo man. 

But it took just one look into the mirror for you to fall apart, because suddenly you started to see all the flaws your relatives have pointed out - suddenly you wondered if you really have gained weight, if your behind grew larger, if your stomach was fatter, if your face got chubbier...

And before you even knew it, you found yourself tossing all of your clothes out of your closet, and forcefully trying on piece after piece before franically checking yourself in the mirror to see if your relatives' words held any truth in them.

But when you found that the toxicity of your relatives has completely messed up your mind's perception and you couldn't really tell if something about you has changed or if you've always looked like that, you slipped and your consciousness fell into the darkest pits of your mind where only the worst kind of emotions took ahold of you.

And blinded by all of the rage, hopelessness, frustration and fear, you lost control and a rampage began.

You found yourself shoving to the ground the long mirror that provided you with your messed up reflection - the reflection you couldn't stand no more - and you found yourself tearing apart the clothes that used to make you feel confident and gorgeous.

It was a heartbreaking sight to witness, but what was the most saddening wasn't what happened in the heath of the moment - it was what followed right after.

It was the moment that was already mentioned and was happening now - the moment of you sitting on the cold ground between all your messed up pieces of wardrobe and your shattered mirror while you lifelessly stared in front of you, tears streaming down your face and your cries filling up the empty silence of your bedroom.

After your outburst you have seemingly calmed down, but you weren't feeling better one bit. You felt pretty much the same, you just weren't filled with way too many emotions to handle and instead you felt empty and lifeless, unable to do anything more than just sit there and cry.

And as you sat there, sniffling, it felt as if the clock's stopped ticking and you were stuck in time.

Your mind felt empty, you had no idea what to think and you weren't even sure what you felt anymore or if you felt anything at all.

All you knew was that you felt how your cold tears ticked your face and you also felt heavy weight in your chest that could be only described as your heart turning to stone and pulling your chest down with an incredible weight to the point it hurt and you couldn't breathe...

Suddenly though, when you felt like it was gonna get worse, the doorbell at your front door rang and you were brought back to the present. 

And as the repetitive melody of your doorbell had you perk up, the fog in your mind has lifted and you were reminded of what you've been doing in the first place - you were getting ready for a date with your favourite shadow man, who apparently was already here.

This realization had you scramble up to your feet and quickly grab something oversized to put on, just so that you wouldn't be coming to open the front door only in your underwear.

"Coming!" You called as you hurried towards the main entrance of your humble house, and it wasn't until you finally opened the front door that the reality of the situation truly hit you - Facilier was here to take you out on a date, and you were far from prepared and far from being in the mood for going out.

"Facilier," You breathed out when you saw the voodoo man standing at your doorstep, and you felt your heavy heart ache because when your eyes met, you could see it in his eyes how excited he was to see you today.

"Ah, darling!" Facilier chimed with a wide grin as he straightened up before he tipped his hat and resting his hat over hit heart, he added in a smooth voice: "How lovely it is to see you on this very day!".

And before you could even get yourself to react - let alone have the heart to ruin your date's jolly mood - the shadow man shoved one of his lanky hands into the sleeve of his attire and then magically pulled out a small but beautiful rose with petals of vivid red.

"A little something for ma chérie/mon chéri." he murmured as he reached out to you, intending to hand you the rose (which you've noticed didn't have even one thorn).

Normally such gesture would've gotten you breaking into a bright big smile and it'd have your breath stolen, but this time a mere twitch of your lips' corners trying to curl upwards was all you could offer, and you felt awful about it...

"Faci," a soft sigh left your lips as you carefully took the rose from Facilier's hand and your tired gaze met the voodoo man's lively one as you lowly went on: "you didn't have to... really...".

And as you looked at the rose in your hand, the heavy and tight feeling in your chest grew worse because God, Facilier was so excited about your date and you were about to ruin everything just because you let yourself get affected by words of people who were so below you and didn't even have a place in your personal life.

You felt so stupid about it, and you felt like a horrible partner too... And the more you thought about it, the more cruel and toxic your thoughts became, to the point you had to close your eyes to collect yourself and fight your tears.

Your unusual behaviour didn't go unnoticed by Facilier, of course, nor did the fact you looked like an utter mess (he still found you gorgeous though). The whole time he said nothing though as he waited for you to confess what was wrong, but when it was obvious you weren't gonna tell him, and that what was bothering you was very serious, the shadow man finally spoke up.

"Chère/Cher..." He cooed gently as his blissed expression slowly melted away and the bright smile he wore the entire time turned more gentle and lost the charlatan nature it normally had, and his sparkling purple eyes - those gorgeous eyes of his that always had wickedness and mystery sparkling in them - filled with genuine concern.

"what is the matter?" he asked you quietly as his warm hands took ahold of your hand that was carefully gripping the rose he's given you.

But when his question and gesture were met with you taking in a shaky breath and facing away, Facilier moved one of his hands to cup your face and use his thumb to wipe away the tears you hadn't even realized started rolling down your face.

"Darling," The shadow man murmured barely above whisper - as if afraid that speaking louder would shatter you -, then he gently turned your face to get you look at him. "what happened? I promise you that whatever it is, I'll fix it.".

This time you did turn to look at Facilier, your tear-filled eyes meeting the concerned ones of the voodoo doctor. And you opened your mouth to try and explain yourself, but the only thing that came out was a low hiccup as you attempted to bring yourself to speak: "I- I-".

And when your attempts to explain yourself failed, you felt yourself sigh shakily before you muttered a low: "I'm sorry,".

At first you weren't even sure what were you apologizing for, was it the fact you ruined your date? Was it the fact you couldn't bring yourself to tell your lover the cause of your sorrows? Was it that you felt like a horrible partner?

But then you realized that it was probably all of the above - you were apologizing for everything.

"I'm- I'm so sorry..." You repeated as your gaze fell to the ground and you felt your throat closing up with a sob getting caught in it.

"I ruined your mood and- and our date." You continued, not giving your lover the opportunity to say anything.

"And I can't even come up with how to- how to tell you what's bothering me- I'm such a bad partner!" You wailed while hiccuping and struggling to hold your sobs in.

But Facilier didn't seem to agree as his eyes widened before he shook his head.

"What?" He said in disbelief, then clicked his tongue disapprovingly before he went on. "No, no, what are you saying chérie/chéri?" He whispered with voice sweet as honey as he leaned down to you, his hand on your face tugging your face up to look him in the eyes again.

"Why would you even think to say such words?" He asked you with his voice sounding heartbroken and when you finally looked up into Facilier's eyes, you could see that he wasn't angry with you one bit like you've expected for him to be - the only thing you could read from his face was that he was worried for you and that his heart might shatter at what you just said about yourself.

And that realization had you feel worse and you felt your lower lip quivering as you so desperately tried to not fall apart at the very moment, because this man loved you so much and treated you with nothing but kindness... And you? You couldn't even get yourself to go on a simple date with him to make him happy... God, did you even deserve Facilier at all?

"I'm - I'm sorry..." You forced out again, but before you could add anything more, Facilier shushed you.

"No, no, no more of that." He shook his head and cupped your face with his other hand as well before he added: "Chère/Cher, my sweetest, my world, mon coeur - you did nothing wrong!".

"But you gotta tell me what's the reason behind those tears, alright?" He requested as he held your face in his warm hands, getting you to look him in the eyes that were nearly full of desperation to get an answer out of you, assuring you of how deeply the voodoo doctor cared for you.

You said nothing at first, but you did not your head and hummed in agreement as you tried to gather yourself and stop your weeping, knowing how much it hurt your lover to see you like that.

Then, with a deep inhale, you answered: "I- I think I might've gained weight...", and saying it out loud, in front of Facilier, you couldn't help but feel your face heat up in an ashamed and embarrassed manner.

You felt quite sheepish starting this topic with the shadow man and only now that you've said it, you began to feel like crying over such thing was embarrassing... After all, who would have an emotional breakdown over gaining some weight...?

And that got you worried because you had no idea what Facilier would say on that matter... Would he agree? Would he laugh at you? Or would he simply wave his hand and scoff? There were so many possible reactions...

But the reaction you didn't expect at all was the one you got.

"Oh, darling..." He cooed, and he allowed one of his hands to run through your hair. "that assumption couldn't be further from the truth, but even if that were the case, nothing so insignificant could change my love for you.".

A kiss is then planted onto your forehead, gaining a tiny smile from you.

And Facilier then continued: "There's nothing wrong with not being exactly like pin-up girl. Besides, your body - no matter the size - does not define your worth as a person, as a human being."

"I love you for you, and you losing or gaining a few pounds isn't gonna change that. Not now, not ever." He smiled sweetly while his thumb stroked your tear-stained face, slowly soothing your troubled mind.

You slowly began to feel better with each new reassuring word coming from the voodoo man's lips, you didn't say anything, you didn't need to.

You just smiled softly as your tears began to disappear and you listened to the smooth voice of your lover talk your worries away - he really knew how to use his words just to get what he desired.

And after your mind was at ease, and your sobs died down, you both stared at each other in comfortable silence, both your gazes holding great fondness for the other.

Eventually, after a few passing moments, Facilier spoke up again: "Are you feeling any better, Mon Coeur?".

"Yes, much better," You nodded with a smile as your eyes sparkled with content, and you gave one last short sniffle. "thank you, Facilier.".

"Anytime, Chère/Cher..." Facilier smiled happily before he planted another gentle kiss onto your forehead.

"But I've got one last question," He then said and his expression went serious for a little moment.

"Yes? What is it?" You asked and rested your hand on top of Facilier's hand that was still cupping your face, urging him to follow through with his question as you gazed at him curiously.

"Who was it that planted those awful thoughts into that mind of yours, hm? I know that it didn't come from your head." He stated lowly, making you suddenly grow nervous since you were very well aware of what the shadow man was like when someone's done you dirty.

"Oh... Well... Y-you know how I was at that family celebration kind of thing...?" You said nervously and forced out a chuckle as if to try and make the situation seem light-hearted just so it wouldn't have your lover planning some sort of revenge in your honour.

"Ah, so your family's to blame... I thought so..." Facilier hummed and you could nearly see the gears turning in the shadow man's head, making you perk up warily: "Faci...".

"Well, I think we shouldn't leave such nasty deeds unpunished..." He mused, ignoring your wary voice that had him know you were already onto him, and the grin spreading across his face was enough for you to know your suspicions of him plotting something were true.

"Faci, no." You warned, but it was also a plea at the same time since Facilier's punishments for people that wronged you or him could range from almost-harmless pranks to straight up murder attempts...

"I already have an idea for what we can do for what they did." He said with a pleased expression and he conjoined his fingers as his evil grin only grew to the point the shadow man's usual charm fleed, granting the man's evilness more space.

And at this point you grew a bit frightened - but not because you feared Facilier would do something to you when he was grinning like that, no, never that - you were frightened because of what the man would do to your relatives.

"Faci, come on, it was not that serious." You pleaded and tried to persuade your lover to let it go just for your relatives' sake, even if a part of you secretly believed they did deserve for something bad to happen to them.

But Facilier's already made up his mind, and so, your weak attempts to save your relatives' sorry asses did you really no good.

"Sorry, love, but nobody gets to get away with making you think you're anything else than perfect" The voodoo man stated in a smooth voice as he slyly snaked his arms around your waist and pulled you closer.

"But what about our date?" You chimed in with this question as your last resort to make him let go of getting payback, gripping the front of Facilier's shirt as he held you pressed against himself.

"Oh!" Facilier perked up suddenly, his eyes widening as he said: "you're absolutely right, ma chérie/mon chéri!".

And for a split second you felt relieved, thinking you've succeeded.

But that was until his next words: "First the date, then payback time!".

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[descendantofthesparrow]

Interlude - Rewrite POYW - Harry Hook x reader - Part 3 - invitations

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The Smee twins stared wide-eyed at the crisp white letter that was clearly and openly inviting them, both of them, to Auradon prep, signed by King Ben and Ms. Evie of the isle. They heard that Harriet, CJ, and their older brother Sammy had gotten the same letter around the same time that they had gotten theirs.

His Royal Majesty, King Ben of Auradon, and his Councilor Ms. Evie of the Isle, hereby request the pleasure of your company, Skipper and Sterling Smee, for the upcoming academic year at Auradon city middle school. Please notify his Majesty’s couriers of your response to this request.

-we’d love to have you two with us here in Auradon, don’t worry, your brother has been given the same invitation, will you come? - King Ben

-Don’t let this go to waste boys, I’ll see you soon - Harry H.

Skipper and Sterling looked at each other, then back to the letter, the older twin, skipper, picking up the letter and holding it gently in his hands, reading it over and over for any small hints that might reveal the letter to be a whole joke and they would never be coming off the isle.

Skipper slowly looked at his brother with a grin “it's for real” he whispered, shaking the letter in Sterling's face “they really want us to come to Auradon!” Sterling took the letter and examined it for himself, a bright grin matching his brothers growing on his face.

The twins threw their arms around each other, jumping and spinning around the room. the door to their room opened, the twins pausing in their celebration as their older brother, Sammy, and dad, Mr. Smee, looked in on them with just barely repressed smiles. “Dad look!” Skipper took back the letter from Sterling and shoved it into his dad's face, the old man smiling and picking up his son as he examined the letter “they invited us to go to Auradon! And Harry signed it too!!”

“they invited your brother as well” Mr. Smee hummed, setting Skipper back down on his feet and examining the letter again, smiling at the note from Harry. “Harriet and CJ too”

Sammy flipped his invitation between his fingers “yeah, Harriet said something about how they finally assigned guardians for us so they were finally able to send the invitations, all that’s left is for us to tell the dudes who gave ‘em to us that we accept” Mr. Smee, handing the twins letter back to Skipper, the two going over it once more.

“when can we tell them?” Mr. Smee asked, walking back out of the twin's room to the living room of his apartment that he had acquired after (y/n) had dismembered his ex-captain.

“well, Harriet got a letter from (y/n) saying that the next shipment of goods tomorrow, will have some of the couriers that are expecting our response so we can tell them then.” Mr. Smee nodded, moving into the kitchen to start making dinner for his sons.

“so after we tell them you three are all for Auradon, when will you be picked up?” Sammy pursed his lips, trying to remember what Harriet had relayed to him from the letter that (y/n) sent her informing her of the timeline of events for the vks transfer.

“uh, after we tell the courier dudes tomorrow? the limo should be here sometime next week…no clue what time yet but im sure well be told at some point before the day” Mr. Smee nodded, setting a pot of water onto his stove and turning it on, waiting for it to boil so he could add the pasta.

“I noticed on the twin's letter, it said “Auradon middle school” while yours said “Auradon Prep”, so the twins will be going to a different school?” Sammy nodded at his father's question, helping him get the ingredients ready for the chicken alfredo spaghetti he was about to make.

“Yeah, they are only 10 after all, and Auradon prep is a high school so I’m guessing when they turn 14, they’ll go then.” Mr. Smee nodded again and started to chop up some parsley.

Sammy grabbed the chicken from the fridge and placed a pan on the stove, starting the flame and grabbing some seasonings for the chicken.

The two worked in comfortable silence, the sound of the twins playing in the background providing the much needed “white noise”

Sammy sighed, slicing up the chicken and tossing it into the pan, watching it cook as he thought of the fast-approaching future.

Only a week from now, he and the twins would be across the sea in Auradon, away from their father for the first time. Now Smee wasn’t the best father, hardly anyone on the isle was, well maybe except for Dr.Facilier which was mostly a surprise to…well everyone, the once voodoo doctor turned principal and arcade owner held his daughter in high regard and strived to give her the best life he could on the isle.

But back to his father, while he wasn’t the best, he definitely was far from bad, and tried to the best for his kids when he could. And right now, the best for his kids was sending them to Auradon.

Sammy knew the twins would miss their father, yes, they would have the hook siblings and their older brother but nothing could take the place of their dad. Sammy hummed as he wondered if he could request visitations for the twins to see their dad.

-

CJ balance-walked the curb as she kept pace with Harriet, both heading back to the older sister's ship for the night as darkness began to set over the isle.

“so when are we goin ta Auradon?” CJ asked Harriet, grinning as she gave an annoyed sigh, it being the seventh time CJ had asked that question within the last five minutes.

Then again, Harriet hadn't bothered to answer her so CJ thought it was perfectly reasonable to continue to bug her with it. “at some point within the next week” Harriet muttered; she had wanted to keep her answer as loose as possible as to not get CJs hopes up. Harriet was a cynical person, unlike CJ who was oddly optimistic, and she didn’t want her little sister to be disappointed in case the limo never came.

But thanks to CJ’s constant babbling of the same question, Harriet just decided to blurt it out if only to make her shut up. “sweet~ is Harry gonna be in the limo thing?” Harriet sighed, question after question, and if Harriet didn’t answer CJ would babble it over and over again until Harriet snapped.

“I don’t know, I just know they are aiming for next week to pick us all up, (y/n) said I’ll get another letter about two days before we get picked up so we have time to pack ‘n stuff” CJ hummed at that and lept off the curb, skipping up next to her sister and clasping her hands behind her back.

“so what was (y/n) like? I didn’t get to meet her when she came to demolish dad” Harriet stopped for a moment, of all the questions for CJ to ask that was one she wasn’t expecting.

“well,” Harriet starting, moving forward again as her ship came into sight “she was really…expressive, very protective of Harry, um-damn good with a sword….I don’t know I wasn’t around her for a long enough time to gage her properly but what I've gotten about her from her letters, she’s a thorough person and makes sure everyone is taken care of before going through with a plan” CJ hummed again, Harriet’s “description” of (y/n) was different than the image she had made in her head due to Harrys “description” but either way (y/n) sounded kinda cool and she would have hella fun annoying the hell outta her.

The two hook sisters arrived at Harriet's ship and climbed aboard, moving into the lower decks where the kitchen was to eat dinner.

-

Dizzy hummed happily to herself as she moved about the salon, cleaning up the last of the clipped hair and globs of dye before the salon opened at midnight.

In one week, ONE WEEK, she, Dizzy Tremaine, the daughter of Drizella Tremaine, would be going to Auradon!!! With Evie!! Her idol!!

As the day drew closer to the fateful pickup day, her excitement built up inside her, bursting out in sleepless nights and constant ideas to sketch down in her sketchbook.

She let out a squeal and spun on her heels, sweeping up the last pile of hair and disposing of it. She just couldn’t wait! There were so many things in Auradon that she wanted to try! From ice cream to swimming pools, it was an endless list of joys she had yet to experience!

“Dizzy!!!! Finish up! Time for dinner!” her aunt Anastasia called from the apartment upstairs, Dizzy set her broom and dustpan against the wall and skipped up the stairs, unable to keep the bright grin off her face.

“Coming~!!”

-

Ben looked at the papers the couriers had given him of the responses of the six invites he had sent out the day before.

All of them said yes.

Ben couldn’t help the wide grin from growing on his lips, and he didn’t resist the urge to dance as excitement swelled inside him.

‘Finally!’ Ben thought as he danced stupidly around his office ‘finally! After more than half a year I can finally bring more VKs over! Nothing can stop it now!’

Mal knocked gently outside his office, it was lunchtime and he had yet to arrive at the pavilion where he and the vks plus (y/n) would be eating (lunch celebration for the invitations being sent out). After a few moments of silence, other than the sounds of Bens dancing footsteps, Mal opened the door, calling out for him.

She burst out laughing as she spotted Ben dancing around his office, a wide grin on his face “They all accepted!” Ben sang, pulling Mal into the room and making her dance with him “they all accepted! Six more vks next week!”

Mal laughed again and let herself be pulled into the moment of joy, gigging as Ben spun her around and lifted her into the air “Six more vks!” she echoed, squealing a bit as Ben dropped her into his chest and spun them both around some more “Ookayyy!! Im gonna throw up lemme down!” Mal smacked at his shoulders until Ben grinned at her and set her on her feet, laughing a bit as Mal tumbled into a chair from dizziness.

“Come on, let's go tell the others!” Ben grabbed onto Mal's hand, dragging a still slightly out of it fae from his office and to the pavilion, where the rest of their friends waited for them.

“There yeh are, an’ here I thought yeh keeled over from paperwork” Ben let out a few sarcastic laughs as he looked to Harry, who just grinned back.

“harde har Harry, but! All six of them accepted the invitation!” Evie and Carlos let out a gasp and Evie stood from the table, bounding over to Ben and slamming into him for a hug “I know! Next week we’ll finally have more vks!”

Gil and Harry burst out laughing as Evie took Ben's arms and spun them around in a dance, “He was doing that in his office” Mal sniggered, sitting down next to Jay and leaning on him, Jay holding up his phone and laughing as he recorded Evie and Ben dancing.

“adorable” you purred, curling against Harry's side as his arm wrapped around your waist. Carlos and Dude ran around for a moment, hyped up from Ben's visible excitement, and slid to a stop in front of the table.

“come on! Let's eat! Then we get ice cream! For celebration!” everyone cheered at Carlos' suggestion and Ben and Evie quickly sat down, Ben tapping his hands on the table to rid of his excess energy.

A few moments later Ben's personal chefs appeared with trays of food, setting them down in the middle of the table and pouring their drinks “thank you, Cherise, Tulio” the two chefs smiled at Ben and nodded, waving the eight teens goodbye and moving back into the castle.

“to the new vks!” Ben called, raising his glass and laughing as the rest of you followed his action.

“to the new vks!”

“and many more~!!” you finished, the vks grinning even wider than that. That was the plan, as soon as Harry's sisters, the Smee kids, and Dizzy were in Auradon, the process to bring another six would be immediately put in action.

The only question to that was ‘who would be chosen?’

-end of part 3-

 yeeee P3~!!! the new vks have been invited to Auradon and things are lookin up~!!! and writing excited Ben was so fun, hes a fun character to write and create for, i don't get why the official writers pushed him to the side so much, after all without him the Descendants storyline wouldn't exist (yes this is heavy side eye to the writers of descendants) 

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