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kanzakurawrites · 5 months

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I read the first Hunger Games book for the first time (yeah, I know I know) and now all I can imagine is a Descendants Au of it.

Like, the villains keep having children, and the children are having children. The isle of so overpopulated, very quickly, and the only solution that the villains think of is making a group of children fight to death each year. This is eight years into the Isle. The goblins row the kids out to the Isle of Doom, and go back at the end of each week. Some are done in that first week, the longest went two months.

The first few times the kids tried not to, they are kids, but then the adults just killed them all.

Unlike the Hunger Games, they allow one male and one female to come out alive (this proves their worth, and their children could be "strong". Remember, these are villains trying to get off the Isle)

Jay ends up in three times, he comes out each of them just a little more haunted.

Mal goes in at ten, she comes out without her wings and half dead. Gil was in that year, and he saved her life. (He found out about her dad, because Mal's flames showed themselves and she survived too many attempts on her life. He becomes a shadow to her, and not even Uma's wrath will make him stop)

Evie ends up in there at 15, going in Dizzy's place. It was the quickest game the Isle ever had. She poisoned the remaining food and water, and thanks to her mother, she was able to go without it while waiting.

Uma and Harry were in together. Uma was 11, and Harry was 12. Ever since they've been inseparable, but they don't talk about what happened in there.

Carlos is a lucky one. His cousin Ivy took his place, and she burned the Isle of Doom to the ground. She's one of the few never allowed back there, as the next year's games weren't as entertaining for the oldest villains. (But that's the year they found out there's just a smidge of magic on the isle, because the few trees that were there grew back)

Many VK's try to disappear to avoid the games. Some live under the Isle in the tunnels, which has driven a couple mad.

And yet Auradon doesn't realize what is happening - or they just don't care.

#disney descendants #descendants au #idk why my mind came up with this #but it fits #mal bertha #evie daughter of the evil queen #jay son of jafar #carlos de vil #uma daughter of ursula #harry hook #gil legume

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crownedghostprince · 7 months

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Two Queens on a Chessboard (Descendants) pt 1

Evie x Female!Reader.

Fandom: Descendants.

(Y/N) is the daughter of Snow White. She’s been attending Auradon High for a little while now and Prince Ben, (the future King of Auradon) just declared he’ll be bringing over four VKs (Villain Kids) to help them choose their own destinies and not what their parents want for them. (Y/N) loves all things girly, cute, pink and fun...but she didn’t know “all things girly” included liking girls themselves.

Requests: Closed. Requested: no.

Warning(s): None, this is just a cute, gay romantic and fluffy story.

Note: In this Evie is not at all related to Snow White or anything, as in this Timeline the Evil Queen did not marry Snow White’s father. Instead, she attempted to date her father and when he died he left a will claiming her to be trustworthy of everything he possessed until his daughter (Snow White) was of age to inherit it all (18) and that’s how the story goes in this world.

I hope that’s not confusing and enjoy!

Word Count: 2,700+ (roughly)

[First Person Perspective]

(This incredible picture of Evie belongs to ‘lilicohirukoma’ on Tumblr. Check her out, she has some fun relogs and other posts!)

I carefully observed as birds glided effortlessly across the sky, flapping their wings against the warm sun. The sunlight drifted through my open window, lighting up my sketchbooks and coloured pencils. I did my best to keep the wind from blowing my reference pictures off my desk as I drew the parrots above to the best of my ability. Their coloured feathers that lit up the world as they passed it by were my favourite thing about them. I was supposed to be getting dressed for the day, or at least doing something more productive, but I felt too at peace to move.

It took my mother knocking at my door to get me away from my desk to let her in. Her pale skin came into view as the door swung open. I reluctantly met her brown eyes as she spoke, clearly upset, “(Y/N) you should be dressed already! I don’t care for these Villain Kids, or whatever Prince Ben is planning with them, but I’ll be damned if I let you leave the house not looking like royalty. I swear, sometimes you forget you’re my daughter.” She scolded, entering my room and shutting the door behind us so she could dress me in the outfit I chose. “Look at this! It’s so pink the pink tax could charge you twice for it!”

“Very funny, mother.” I rolled my eyes and started to undress, letting her pull the pink dress over my head as she continued to comment on it. While we were both distracted a couple of the parrots from earlier flew to the windowsill and watched.

“There’s so many frills I can’t see the bloody hem! Do you think they added enough sparkles? I swear this dress has more sparkles than the Fairy Godmother’s magic spells.”

“I think it’s a charming dress.”

“Charming? Charming would be blinded by this dress’ glow!” She scoffed, continuing to do up the corset and back bow. The dress I chose to meet the Villain Kids in was a cute 1950s, Rock ‘n’ Roll inspired dress with the skirt reaching my knees with lots of frills, a bow in the back and lots of sparkles. The top part of the dress was shaped with a scoop neckline and a simpler design aside from the corset so the skirt could catch people’s eyes first. The skirt was the main focus of the dress and the top simply blended quite nicely.

I had chosen matching pink high heels, my nails were done with an almond shape in a very light pink colour. Imagine white but with a tinge of pink, that’s the colour. I was in love with the outfit and I even did my hair in a cute 1950s curly side bun hairstyle with a cute pink bow in my hair. Can you tell I love pink? I chose silver jewelry to match, a simple necklace and bracelet and some studded earrings.

But back to the present moment, my mother had finished doing up my corset and my outfit was finished with the added jewelry that she helped me put on. She looked me up and down and shook her head. “How did we go from my blue and yellow to your blinding pink?” She sighed, putting her hand to her cheek as she tilted her head. She doesn’t like pink all that much, she says only Aurora and her child, Audrey, should dress in pink as it’s ‘their colours’.

“Mother, you know I’m not a big fan of yellow. Besides, I do wear blue! I was just in a pink mood today.” I explained even though we’ve had this conversation many times.

“I know, darling. I just sometimes wonder who you get your personality from. You don’t really act like your father or I at all.” She stated completely ignoring that fact that I do many things she did at 17 years of age. I guess she just blocked out those memories like most parents.

“Well, sometimes a little sugar needs some spice.” I simply replied by saying our phrase. She was always considered the sweetest princess and queen, which she was, and when I grew up to be quite more lively and sassy I was nicknamed her ‘spice’.

“Well, Little Miss Spice better grab her purse and leave for school if she wants to meet those Villain Kids so badly.” She smiled. I returned her smile and we both turned to my desk where my pink purse was and we noticed our audience. The two parrots from earlier were there, but a squirrel, a bluebird and a doe had joined the window, watching with interest.

Like my mother, I naturally attracted animals and got along wonderfully with them. But sometimes it was a bit unnerving to realize you’re never truly alone when you live right near the forest. Oh, right, we live on the edge of Auradon, just outside a magnificent forest filled with many creatures - magical and non-magical - in a cozy castle. It was more a mansion styled as a castle, but the comment stands.

“I’ll, uhm, be on my way then.” I cleared my throat and grabbed my purse, giving the animals all a pet before turning back to my mother. She sighed and gave me a quick hug, being careful not to smudge my makeup and eyeliner.

“Just promise me you’ll be safe and you won’t get too close to any of those children.” She looked at me sternly. Although it would be more intimidating if she wasn’t slightly shorter than me.

“I promise, mother.” I smiled and kissed her forehead before jogging out the door and waving, “Bye!! I’ll see you tonight!” I skipped down the halls and a couple of the house mice joined me before running from our cat, Sherlock.

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Finally, I arrived via limo to Auradon High. Kids my age had already started gathering and the band was practicing before the kids arrived. I stepped out, “Thank-you, Mister Desmond!”

“Have a lovely day at school, Miss White.” He waved with his soft smile.

“I will! Goodbye!” I closed the door and skipped up to my two best friends: Jane and Elin. Jane was the daughter of the Fairy Godmother and Elin was the daughter of Elsa. Elin has ice powers like her mother, except her powers are smaller in scale and easier for her to control. Well that’s what she told me, but I’ll never know for sure. “Hey, Elin! Hey, Jane!” I called, finally skipping up to them.

“Hey, (Y/N)!” They both greeted - Jane a little more nervous than Elin.

“Are you excited to meet the VKs?” Elin asked excitedly. Her soft blue eyes lit up as she smiled and finished braiding her white hair. It was pretty long so it took her some time but it was always so worth it. She was almost as good as Rapunzel’s daughter when it came to braiding hair.

“I’m really excited to meet them! I really hope they don’t cause us any trouble...I feel like they’ll be really cool to befriend!” I answered, bouncing up and down a little.

“I’m not thrilled. I hope they leave as quickly as they come.” Jane gulped, nervously picking at her fingernails - an anxious habit she’d had for a while now. I took her hands and squeezed them slightly.

“Don’t worry I’m sure they won’t bother us much. They’ll probably think we’re all too prissy and princess-y to be worth bothering.” I reassured her. She smiled slightly but still looked worried.

“I’m more concerned about my mother forcing me to meet them and be near them more than I would like...” She whispered uncertainly. We both looked over at her mother who stood beside Prince Ben and his girlfriend Audrey at the front of the gathering, just in front of the band. My mouth formed an ‘O’ shape as I realized what she meant.

Her mother was always so extroverted and confident and Jane was the total opposite, being more on the shy and reserved side. “I’m sure she’ll take it easy on you, vennen.” (Darling) Elin reassured her in her thick Norwegian accent, placing her hands on Jane’s shoulders and giving her a little playful shake which elicited a little giggle from Jane. “Besides, if you stick with us, we’ll protect you from them!” Elin grinned and gave the air a couple fake punches to prove her point.

“Yeah! And I’ll wear so much pink it would make any Villain gag from 30 meters away!” I laughed and Jane cracked a smile. Before any of us could joke around any more a hush fell over the group as Fairy Godmother clapped her hands three times like a primary school teacher and then shouted orders.

“Everyone hush!! Listening ears and smiling faces on! They’re coming down now! Look bright and lively everybody! Here we go!!” She cheered and we all did our best to match her over bubbly personality. Jane passed Elin and I some small flags made for occasions like this. We excitedly waved them in the air as everyone cheered and the band started up once again. It wasn’t the best welcome song, but it was pretty impressive considering they’d only had a week until now to practice.

The limo pulled up and the chauffeur opened the door. We watched two boys tumble out, hushing us all with their arguing and battle for some piece of cloth. Eventually a purple-haired woman stepped out and then followed a gorgeous blue-haired woman. Her outfit, her hair, her smile - she was absolutely adorable. I couldn’t stop staring and Elin had to physically close my dropped jaw with her hand.

Elin chuckled and gave me a discreet thumbs up, having hinted at me being bisexual in the past. But...I always denied it. I blushed and avoided eye-contact, my eyes slowly drifting back to the gorgeous girl rocking a stunning blue outfit and looking like she was a princess straight out of a fairy tale book. I was especially in awe of her style. She clearly had a good sense of fashion and she held her head high with confidence as she walked.

Her dress was a strange, but gorgeous, mix of leather with a blue jeans-inspired design and something similar to what the ‘Evil Queen’ from my mother’s past would wear. She had a cute headband that matched and her whole outfit looked handmade, down to every seam. She wore a contrasting red apple necklace; black, finger-less gloves and matching black and white tights. Finally, I noticed how her hair was slightly curled, a bit like mine currently was, but her hair was fully let down and swayed in the gentle breeze. She seemed ecstatic to be here and looked at everything like a small child seeing their biggest wish come true.

Elin snapped me out of my daze once again and we all watched as Fairy Godmother greeted them with her usual happy-go-lucky, primary school teacher attitude and then she introduced Prince Ben and Princess Audrey. Prince Ben made sure to greet them all individually by shaking their hands and welcoming them, pausing a bit on the purple-haired woman and then continuing on afterwards. I couldn’t see Audrey’s face but ever since her betrothal to Prince Ben I assumed she was pissed he wasn’t giving her all his attention.

Although that sounds ridiculous, I know Audrey very well. She’s a very arrogant, ignorant woman who loves power and fame and money. She cares little for other people, especially those actually in need of aid. I remember watching once as she offered no food to a begging woman. I made sure to buy some extra bread and cheese for the lady. It wasn’t much, but she was thankful and that made me smile. But for Audrey to pass her by without even acknowledging her? Horrible.

We watched as Fairy Godmother wrapped it up and finished talking with everyone. Prince Ben and Princess Audrey began leading them to the school, giving them a bit of a tour and talking about the history whilst everyone else in the area scattered and cleaned up any confetti. I caught eyes with the beautiful blue-haired woman and we both paused for a second. Even from a distance I could tell she was the daughter of The Evil Queen and she could probably tell I was Snow White’s daughter. I felt my cheeks heat up and all I could do was smile, curtsy and wink and then quickly catch up with my friends.

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“Pleaseee that was so embarrassingggg!!!” I whined into Elin’s pillow. Elin laughed in amusement from her office chair. Elin was staying in a dorm room with Jane at the school as she travelled very far to attend and Jane stayed in the dorm room because she hated travelling such a long distance to school every day.

“I’m sure she found it cute, vennen min.” (My friend) Elin shook her head as she spoke. I looked up from the pillow more and stared pointedly.

“I assure you she probably did not, liebling.” (Darling) I tossed the pillow back onto her bed before standing up from the floor. I brushed my clothing off and checked how I looked in Jane’s vanity mirror.

“How do you know? You don’t! In fact...there’s only one way of truly knowing.” Elin grinned. I watched her from the mirror as I fixed up my makeup before deciding to ask the dreaded question.

“And...how would I go about finding that out?” I turned around and Elin stood up excitedly.

“At school tomorrow,” She grabbed my shoulders, “Introduce yourself and get to know her.”

“I--...I mean you’re not wrong, but...how would I even go about approaching her?”

“Well if you see you share a class, greet her then! Maybe when you’re both leaving and also see what other classes you share!”

“Elin, mausebär. (Mouse) That’s incredible thinking! You’re absolutely right! I can just meet her at classes and then move from there!” Elin and I giddily did a little dance on the spot.

“That’s the spirit!! Overcome your fears!” She cheered, her soft blue eyes sparkling with delight. She began tossing little snowflakes above us like confetti. “Jippi!” (Yay) She cheered.

We spent the rest of our time together with Jane, enjoying our lunches, joking and dancing around and doing each others hair whilst watching some movies like ‘The Devil Wears Prada’ and ‘Gentlemen Prefer Blondes’. We had a lot of fun like we originally planned. This day spent together and movie night is how we usually spend our last day before school. My mother’s fine with me staying out until midnight, so I was able to do that again.

I tiredly said my goodbyes to Elin and Jane, hugging them both before I followed Fairy Godmother to the front door of the school. We talked quietly, careful of the sleeping students. “I’m glad you and Elin are friends with Jane.” She smiled softly, looking up at the moon as we waited for Mister Desmond to arrive. “She’s so shy and closed off. I still remember the day she came home from middle school, ecstatic and talking fast. She was so happy to have friends she didn’t say a single word correctly.”

I grinned, remembering how I first met Jane by walking into a wall right in front of her and balling my eyes out immediately at the slightest drop of blood that was created by the impact. She’d always been such a kind person. She leapt straight into making sure I was okay, screaming for Elin to help us both when poor Elin herself was lost. Luckily our gym teacher was nearby and helped us get to the nurse’s office where we all sat crying and apologizing.

It was a silly way to meet, but I wouldn’t change it for anything else in the world. I was so distracted talking to Fairy Godmother and thinking back on my childhood days with Elin and Jane, I completed missed the four students hiding in a bush just outside the school - waiting for us to leave so they could sneak back inside. When I finally spoke up to Fairy Godmother about how we met, as Jane never coherently told her mother, I also missed Evie’s soft smile as she pictured the scenario I was describing.

It was a perfect night and a perfect start to a new school year...and a future relationship.

♡ ~~~~~~ ♡

(Part 2 coming soon!)

#evie daughter of the evil queen #descendants x reader #descendants #romance #girly reader #evie x reader

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lsleofthelost · 3 months

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we can meet in the space between

descendants 2 (dir. kenny ortega)

space between - sofia carson and dove cameron // the goldfinch - donna tartt // space between - sofia carson and dove cameron // what was missing - ana carrizo // isle of the lost - melissa de la cruz // the pillowcase - annelyse gelman // you know who i am - leonard cohen // leaves of grass - walt whitman // i'm your girl - sofia carson and dove cameron // your love finds its way back - sierra demulder // poem of the end - marina tsvetaeva (trans. elaine feinstein, with angela livingstone) // space between - sofia carson and dove cameron // this is how you lose a time war - amar el-mohtar and max gladstone // the collected poems - george seferis (trans. edmund keeley and philip sherrard // little women (dir. Greta Gerwig) // much ado about nothing - william shakespeare // a self portrait in letters - anne sexton // space between - sofia carson and dove cameron //

#omg i wanted to make a full on malvie progression one but it got away from me so this is all just space between #its such a love ballad and that whole sequence has driven me mad ever since i first saw it #descendants #descendants web weaving #mal #evie #malvie #mal x evie #mal daughter of maleficent #evie daughter of the evil queen #mine*

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dragoneyes618 · 5 months

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Claudine does not know either her age or her birthday. Jay knows how old he is, but not his birthday; all he knows is that he was probably born sometime in the winter. Evie knows her birthday, but not her exact age, because the Evil Queen always refused to admit that she could have a child as old as Evie, and would always bring Evie's age down by a year or two, sometimes even by as much as five years, such as the time Evie turned ten three years in a row. Evie doesn't actually know how old she is, because she's unsure which time, if ever, her mother told her the truth. Harry knows how old he is, and that he was born in the summer. CJ knows how old she is, and her exact birthday too, because by that time Harriet was old enough to remember what day it was and not just the season. Harriet does not know her own birthday.

#descendants #disney descendants #the isle of the lost #claudine frollo #jay descendants #evie descendants #evie daughter of the evil queen #jay son of jafar #harry hook #harriet hook #cj hook

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olithetalker · 8 months

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There are characters who get hate in the Descendants fandom that I think just totally don't deserve it (Ben, Audrey, Jane etc) and those that get hate and I think do (the adults, Mal etc) and it's all a bit of a hit and miss trainwreck.

But I appreciate that through thick and thin this:

lovely lady is appreciated as the queen she is. Thankfully I've not had to make any long ass posts or videos explaining why she is just superb, because it's impossible to question it <3.

#disney descendants #evie grimhilde #descendants evie #evie descendants #evie daughter of the evil queen #evie daughter of evil queen

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purple-dragon-queen · 2 months

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DESCENDANTS FANS RISE OF RED TEASER TRAILER JUST DROPPED. GO CHECK IT OUT AND REBLOG WITH YOUR THOUGHTS. I WANNA SEE WHAT EVERYONE IS THINKING!!!

#descendants #disney descendants #mal descendants #rise of red #descendants jay #evie daughter of the evil queen #carlos descendants #descendants rise of red #mal bertha #uma daughter of ursula #uma descendants

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myshitnothingtoseehere · 1 year

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Taylor Swift + descendants characters

this is me trying, Anti-hero - Mal

seven - Jay

mirrorball - Evie

would’ve, could’ve, should’ve - Carlos

right where you left me - Uma

Ships songs

Peace - Bal

Gold rush, Willow - Jaylos

Tis this damn season, lavender haze - malvie

Cowboy like me - huma

Invisible String - core four

#descendants #disney descendants #jay son of jafar #mal bertha #king ben #carlos de vil #uma daughter of ursula #harry hook #evie daughter of the evil queen #jaylos #huma #malvie #bal #taylor swift

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stfuimprojecting · 1 year

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Evie likes to count her ribs. It’s soothing. She’ll run her fingers down her left side first, feeling carefully from top to bottom before moving on to her right. She’ll dig her fingers into each divot, hook them underneath her rib cage as she sucks in a breath. It’s her morning ritual. Before taking a shower but after her first weigh in of the day. And at night, in the quiet moonlight that sneaks its way through their room's tiny bathroom window, Evie measures herself. She hides the tape measure with her skincare, which she keeps neatly organized in a bin that Mal never touches. She begins with her arms, then her waist, then her hips, and always ends with her thighs. It’s something her mother taught her how to do. They used to do it together, her mom standing by her side as they measured themselves in tandem. They would stand in front of their bathroom mirror, which had a crack in it that split it into two. Sometimes, Evie would line herself up with the fissure, watch as it made her face go wonky. She was uneven and disassembled, just like her insides.

Doing the nightly ritual without her mother is lonely. Evie is almost tempted to invite Mal to join her. She thinks that Mal could keep her on track - the way her mother did - make sure that Evie stays slim and perfectly princess-esque. She thinks that Mal would be kind about it. Unlike her mother, swinging like a pendulum, simultaneously angry when Evie was fatter than her and then even more angry when Evie was thinner than her. But Evie knows that Mal would disapprove. Mal would narrow her eyes, grab her by her wrist and show Evie just how easily her thumb and pinkie wraps around it. Unbearably tiny. She’s done it before. Like back when they were on the Isle and Evie would refuse to eat her share of the rations. Mal does it here too. She'll hold Evie's wrist underneath the cafeteria table whenever Evie is merely moving her food around and not actually eating it. Mal is kind like that. And even if others might think of Mal's grip as too tight, Evie knows better. Mal's touch is the only thing preventing the rot.

a descendants wip for my series. i've been working on this since february, which ik isn't actually that long ago but i've been stuck ever since, which is soooooo :(((((

#ditzywip #within these walls #descendants #descendants fanfiction #descendants fandom #evie grimhilde #evie daughter of the evil queen #evie descendants #mal bertha #mal daughter of maleficent #mal descendants #mevie #eating disorder tw #sorry to all my descendants mutuals i feel like ive been neglecting this fandom #ive just been on that 911 train ever since they've come back from their mid season hiatus #i swear descendants is still near and dear to my heart and im still writing fic #just havent really been posting descendants since 911 has lowkey been occupying all my brain space #anyways im like so ahhh about this fic #writing evie is still so new for me and this is the first time i'm really starting to explore the mevie dynamic #im also like gonna have this whole thing with audrey #which is totally unexpected because i never thought i was gonna write about the aks really #i'm realizing that this series is like expanding in my mind #and while it'll always be core four focused i think there'll be inklings of other ships #or not ships per say but just other relationships outside of the core four #those like weird relationships that i lowkey feel are queer specific where its like #i hate you i love you you make me sick i wanna be you im gonna kill you i would die for you #get the vibe?

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kanzakurawrites · 11 months

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People tend to forget that Evie is dangerous.

She read every. single. book. in her mother's castle, multiple times. She can recite them in her sleep. While Mal read about spells and different types of magic, Evie read about potions and poisons. She knows different poison apples from just their looks, not to mention their smells. She's tasted some, she's had to create antidotes herself. Her knowledge of poisons is vast, as is her knowledge of herbs. People tend to forget that she is a witch.

On the Isle, she's always armed. A necklace laced with the smell of death, a vial ring, a laced dagger. She designs the weapons for the the core, and she designs them well. She makes sure that the others have antidotes as well, just in case.

Even in Auradon, old habits are hard to shake. She has a hidden collection of herbs, greater than what she had on the Isle, ones she collected herself. While she can learn more about the medicinal use of herbs, she still has her poisons, hidden better than before. Her heart necklace, the gems in her crowns, daggers in corsets, knives in heels. Its a safety net, one that only the other VKs know about.

No one in Auradon would suspect that the sweet designer, who's dream is to own her own castle and fall in love, could easily get away with murder. Why would they? The Isle isn't so bad... right?

#disney descendants #descendants #evie daughter of the evil queen #descendants evie #evie is dangerous #lets remember that

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hexenwrites · 1 year

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Jay: Aww, what's your dog's name? Carlos: Spartacus. Jay, yelling to Evie: TRY SPARTACUS! Evie, on the computer: DIDN'T WORK! Carlos: Jay: What's your favorite number?