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thornnii · 11 months

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⏤ ✦ ink spots

genre: fluff wordcount: 0.6K pairing: Carlos DeVile x gn!reader pronouns: they/them other: Y/N's parents aren't mentioned so can be from any family, no specific timeline but set during school years, implied AK!reader, no actual dialogue, established relationship warnings: one swear summary: for an art project Y/N has to incorporate ink into their piece, but it's not just the art that gets covered in ink thorn's notes: originally posted 01/Oct/2022; edited, this has a really shit and rushed ending

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The stark white canvas stared back at them tauntingly, a small yellow post-it note was stuck loosely to the table beside them. Y/N had jotted down the prompt given earlier in class on it: 'use ink in project'. Short and simple and to the point, not that that served to provide any inspiration now.

It was at that moment that their boyfriend, Carlos DeVile, entered the art room. In all honesty he had been looking for Mal, needing to pass on a message that Ben had given him. He didn't mind not finding her, in fact he was pleased to have found Y/N instead. Y/N too was pleased at his arrival, happily welcoming the company. Carlos's arrival had provided Y/N with some much needed inspiration, more specifically: his multi-coloured hair, the splattering of black in amongst soft white locks. Ink blots on a page or spots in a dalmatian's fur.

That was it! That was they would paint; a patch of snowy white fur using deep black ink to create spots and patches. It would take time and would probably beat them round the ass when it came to shading, but it was something and they would make it work.

It had been a day and a bit since Y/N's inspiration had dawned on them and they'd been making good progress. Carlos had stayed and watched for a bit before remembering why he was there in the first place and the message for Mal.

Now, though, the couple sat together deliberately. Finally it had come to the point when the painting part was finished and dried and all that was left was to add the ink. An inkwell full of deep black ink sat on the table in front of Carlos, who held onto it with a firm grip to make sure that there would be no risk of spillages, whether over the table or yourselves.

Y/N was using a calligraphy brush to draw with the ink; it kept the line neat and smooth as they used it carefully. Just as Y/N was moving the brush back to canvas after going for a re-dip a small drop fell from the tip and landed on the sleeve of Carlos's red, woollen sweater. As soon as they noticed the ink dropping, Y/N flipped the brush in their hand and began to apologise profusely to Carlos. Carlos didn't mind, sure it was annoying but clothes could be washed and he was used to way dirtier clothes back on the Isle anyway.

But as the two focused on his sweater sleeve, neither noticed ink began running down the brush Y/N's hand, slowly making its way down to their fingers. Not until Y/N felt it dripping down their skin. Now looking to their fingers they gave a short laugh, quickly putting the pen down in the inkwell, they quickly grabbed for some paper towels that they'd left to their side incase of this exact situation. But, of course, the ink didn't wipe away cleanly, leaving a large streak across their hand.

Finally the project was completed, left to sit on a windowsill to dry. Y/N absentmindedly drew shapes onto the table with their finger as they talked about this, that and the other to Carlos. As they were talking, Carlos picked up the fine brush from the ink pot and began drawing patterns on the back of his partner's hands. Y/N quickly noticed what he was doing, feeling the brustles drag across their skin, but they made no effort to stop his actions, continuing on as if nothing was happening.

At some point the roles reversed and it became Y/N that was drawing on their lovers hand: softly painting out the bones of his left hand.

It didn't take long until both of them had each of their hands covered in an array of doodles and were laughing away like idiots. Idiots in love.

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astraeaalstroemeria · 9 months

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1989 (Taylor's Version) Special

In the honor of the album, I will be taking character requests for each songs. BUT once the character is on a song, requesting a different character to the same song is a no-no. (To know which characters I write for, check my main masterlist.)

Rules & Navigation | Main Masterlist

INSPIRED BY: @ell0ra-br3kk3r-writes

REMINDER: Please always check my R & N whether you are reading a work of mine or requesting in order to properly understand my rules. Thank you! Happy Reading!

Welcome to New York - Dick Grayson (request)

Blank Space - Remus Lupin (request)

Style - James Potter (request)

Out of the Woods - Regulus Black (request)

All You Had To Do Was Stay - Xavier Thorpe (request)

Shake It Off - Klaus Hargreeves (by astraea)

I Wish You Would - Jason Todd (request)

Bad Blood - Tyler Galpin (request)

Wildest Dreams - Regulus Black (request)

How You Get The Girl - Sirius Black (request)

This Love - Sirius Black (request)

I Know Places - Regulus Black (request)

Clean - Sirius Black (request)

Wonderland - Jason Todd (request)

You Are In Love - Remus Lupin (request)

New Romantics - Remus Lupin (request)

“Slut!” (FTV) - Dick Grayson (request)

Say Don't Go (FTV) - Kaz Brekker (request)

Now That We Don't Talk (FTV) - (blank)

Suburban Legends (FTV) - (blank)

Is It Over Now? (FTV) - Dick Grayson (request)

Requests are open for this special !

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aubeystawby · 10 months

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I'D WATCH AND COULD NOT SAVE HER carlos de vil x gn!vk!reader ➤ summary: It's easy to feel hopeless on the Isle. Luckily you're not truly alone, not when Carlos is always there for you. ➤ notes: hurt/comfort. its been ages since i read the first isle of the lost book so some things that arent from the movies may be inaccurate, also carlos might be a bit ooc? this is my first time writing for him so it may take me a bit to get him right, but i'm trying my best!! ➤ warnings: brief mentions of death, just all around a bit sad at the start but it gets more fluffy/comforty

"We're going to die here."

The tiles beneath you are cold; the two of you wrapped in the same thin blanket in an attempt to ward off the unrelenting freezing temperature. You always quip that the overwhelming coldness of Cruella De Vil's mansion's both atmosphere and literal structure, are reflective of the cold dark pit that is it's owner's heart. It's said as a joke, but deep down you believe it.

Carlos doesn't reply, you can't see his reaction from where your head rests on your shoulder and his head rests atop yours, but the silence of the 'living room' being penetrated only by the sounds of your breath and his at least tells you he's still alive.

"We were born on the Isle," You continue, "We're going to grow up here, live here for the rest of our lives, and then die here. And no-one's going to care."

"We don't... know that," Carlos says quietly, he knows this isn't an argument, he knows you just feel so tired, but he doesn't want to let you keep talking so miserably, not when — to him at least — there is still hope.

You shuffle closer to him, desperately trying to avoid the cold still.

"But we do, we can try to pretend things might change, but they won't. We're stuck here, Carlos. Alone."

Your voice is emptier than before, hollow like you've truly given up hope — which you have. Carlos can't stomach just how defeated you sound, how defeated you are, the pained sound of your voice just beside him making him wish he could get you out of here — somewhere safe, somewhere clean, somewhere warm — with the snap of a finger.

Instead, the two of you remain freezing in the scraps of what once upon a time could have been a grand spectacle of a building, but now stands on it's last legs as one just tries to not get pummelled by loose debris falling from the ceiling.

Carlos can't save you, he can't even save himself — from the Isle and everything bad about your lives — but he'll be damned if he doesn't at least try.

"You're not..." He attempts softly, pausing and trying not to mess up.

You untangle yourself from him at this, sides still glued together desperately clinging for warmth, but your head now free to peer up at Carlos with a questioning look.

He avoids eye contact at this, but forces himself to continue.

"Alone, I mean," At his words, it's like the Isle is nothing of importance anymore, like it's just him and you in a small bubble in-between time, it's warm.

"You're not alone, because I'm here. A- And I care, about you, I care a lot. We- we might die here, but I'm going to keep trying, I really think we could get out of here.."

Your hand meets his silently, a reluctant smile slowly sneaking it's way onto your face.

Carlos can't help but return your smile ever-so-slightly without even realising.

A moment passes and his head meets your shoulder this time, quietly moving closer to you again as you're reminded of just how cold it still is. Your head rests atop his, where you're sat suddenly feeling warmer than before, safer than before. Because of Carlos.

Your heart can't help but beat a little faster at the thought of his near-promise, leaving the Isle is one thing, but escaping with him sounds too good to be true. And for once? You actually let yourself think that it's possible, it feels possible, the chance feels real, you trust it. You trust Carlos.

"I believe you," You say softly, the simple three words carrying a weight you don't think you'll ever be able to fully express in any other way, but he understands.

"And I care about you too, Carlos. I care about you a lot."

#first carlos fic and first descendants fic in geneal!? yep!!#im rather proud of this even though i feel a bit unsure about carlos's characterisation #hopefully its okay though! and if anyone has tips for characterising him accurately i'd be grateful for the advice!#carlos de vil x reader #carlos de vil imagine #descendants x reader #descendants imagine #disney x reader #disney imagine #╰─www.my-writing.com─╯#re-posting this because i think my tags are working again!!

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harper-hook · 2 years

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Lazy Days With Carlos Would Include...

Lazy days for Carlos are far and few between. He likes to stay busy. Most of the time, the day starts with you cuddled up next to him and he can’t bear the thought of disturbing you with responsibilities.

“You were too cute to disturb!”

Video games are a must. Either you guys will play together or he will play while laying between your legs.

He would turn his partner into a huge tv nerd like himself so watching your favorite shows and discussing theories happens quite a bit.

Dude would join you for the first half of the morning, just enjoying being close to his favorite people but would start getting antsy around noon.

When you both inevitably have to get up, he would brush your hair for you and you would style his for him. You pretend not to notice him subtly fixing it later.

Around noon, you guys take Dude on a walk/takeout run while in your pajamas and sweats. You guys just don’t care.

Lazy days often lead to lazy sex. It’s a fact.

You jacking him off while he fingers you, basking in the early morning glow. He thinks you look ethereal.

Jay jokingly got you a book of different sex positions. Ya’ll would try them and rate them because science and ya’ll are nerds.

It’s not even sex a lot of the time. Sometimes it’s cockwarming Carlos while he plays video games. It’s the intimacy of it.

Plenty of naked cuddles and trying (and failing) to count all of his freckles. You’ll have plenty of opportunities of try though,

#disney descendants #descendants #descendants imagine #carlos de vil #carlos de vil x reader #carlos de vil imagine #descendants carlos

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theyluvlyss · 7 months

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yourlastbraincell-kiwi · 1 year

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Welcome To Auradon Prep!

A/N: Part 1! I wasn’t sure about adding the singing, but I did it anyone and I hope it’s still good and that y’all enjoy it.

Bold/Italics means singing.

Word Count: 3.8+ words

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Once upon a time, long, long ago. Well, more like 20 years ago. Belle married her Beast in front of 6,000 of their closest, personal friends.

Big cake.

Yeah, so instead of a honeymoon, Beast, united all of the kingdoms and got himself elected king of the United States of Auradon.

He rounded up all the villains and sidekicks, basically all the really interesting people, and he booted them to the Isle of the Lost, with a magical barrier to keep them there.

This is my hood.

No magic. No Wi-Fi.

No. Way. Out.

Or so I thought.

Hang on, you're about to meet us.

But first this happened.

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In a quite a lovely place, where they had nothing to fear, as long as they were across from the Isle. But never mind that, we're here to talk about a certain son of the King and Queen, who was having his outfit measured for his crowning, as his parents walking into the room.

"How is it possible that you're gonna be crowned king next month? You're just a baby!" Said the Beast, walking in arm in arm, with Belle.

"He's turning 16, dear." She said with a slight flick of her wrist, in her husband's direction.

"Hey, Pops-" Ben was about to say, but was caught off with his father's astonishment, as him being in fact, sixteen.

"That's far too young to be crowned king. I didn't make a good decision until I was at least 42." The Beast says as Belle walks around to her husbands left, and looks at her slightly offended.

"Uh. You decided to marry me at 28."

"It was either you or a teapot." He winked, and Ben laughs at his parents, loving that they were still able to joke around without hurting ones feelings.

Ben then decided it would be a good time to tell them, what his first decision would to make would be.

"Mom, Dad.."

Ben taking a step forward, but the tailor taking his measurements, gave him a look, as if to not move, and Ben backed up.

"I've chosen my first official proclamation." He says proudly, but with a bit of nervousness sprinkled in. But his parents looked at him amazed and listened to what he it was.

"I've decided that the children on to the Isle of the Lost be given a chance, to live here in Auradon."

His mother lets out a little 'huh?' and drops the clothing item that was once in her hands, but now on the floor.

Ben steps off the stand and walks to his parents. "Every time I look out to the island, I feel like they've been abandoned."

"The children of our sworn enemies? Living among us?"

"We start out with a few at first, only ones who need our help the most."

His mother nods, slowly but surely giving into the idea at first.

"I've already chosen them."

Ben's dad steps closer still not sold onto the idea. "Have you?"

"I gave you a second chance." His mother said holding onto her husbands arm. "Who are their parents?"

"Cruella de Vil, Jafar, Evil Queen, Dr. Facilier, and....Maleficent." Ben says as the tailor yelps, dropping his note pad.

"Maleficent! She is the worst villain in the land!"

"Dad, just hear me out here.."

"I won't hear of it! They are guilty of unspeakable crimes." He yells, as the tailor leaves the room, and the butlers close the door behind them.

"Dad, their children are innocent. Don't you think they deserve a shot at a normal life? Dad?"

His father looks at his wife, and she looks at him, as if to say, this is your decision.

"I suppose the children are innocent." He says walking away, and Belle walks up to her son, fixing his suit.

"Well...Well done."

They smile as each other and Belle and the Beast leave together, arm in arm. And Ben looks out the window to look at the Isle, messing with his ring.

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I smirk as I was standing next to Mal. She was spray painting 'Long Live Evil,' onto a wall of some building. She turns around and hands it to me.

They say I'm trouble

They say I'm bad,

They say I'm evil

And that makes me glad.

I laugh and we begin to walk away and walk on each side of the person walking towards us, I shove the can in there hands, and Mal purposely bumps there shoulder, causing me to snicker.

A dirty no-good

Down to the bone.

Your worst nightmare

Can't take me home

So I've got some mischief

In my blood

Can you blame me

I never got no love

They think I'm callous

A low-life hood

I feel so useless

Misunderstood

Mirror, mirror on the wall

Who's the baddest of them all

Welcome to my wicked world, wicked world

Mal, Evie and I meet up, me on Mal's right. As Jay walks onto something like a tight rope on some roofs. And Carlos wakes people up, but walking and jumping on there beds.

I'm rotten to the core, core

Rotten to the core

I'm rotten to the core, core

Who could ask for more?

We join together at a gate and pull on it, and then go in one behind the other.

I'm nothing like the kid next, like the kid next door

I'm rotten to the, I'm rotten to the

I'm rotten to the core

We all just start to push and throw things at people, before grabbings sticks and pipes and bang them against the barrels and pipes.

Call me a schemer

Call me a freak

How can you say that

I'm just unique

Mal spray paints an 'M,' into a white sheet before pulling it open to reveal something taking a bath, she eyes the crystal ball, some fortune teller was using and nicked it from her.

What, me a traitor

Ain't got your back

Are we not friends

What's up with that

Jay swings in, grabbing a tea pot and pretends to pour imaginary tea in the cups before climbing over the table and taking the teapot with him.

So I'm a misfit

So I'm a flirt

I broke your heart

I made you hurt

Evie, runs in between some scarves, before pulling on the some guys, spinning his around, before leaving him, staring at her.

The past is past

Forgive, forget

The truth is

You ain't seen nothing yet

Carlos runs up and jumps on the table, reaching a hand out to me and I take it running along, behind him watching him kick everything on the table. Before letting me walk past him, he kicks up a bucket and puts it on some ladies head. I hurry to sit on the cart with the hay, and he does the same holding onto me, throwing some of the hay in the ladies direction, with a smirk.

Mirror, mirror on the wall

Who's the baddest of them all

Welcome to my wicked world, wicked world

"Come on!" Carlos says to Jay and I run with them.

I'm rotten to the core, core

Rotten to the core

I'm rotten to the core, core

Who could ask for more

I'm nothing like the kid next, like the kid next door

I'm rotten to the, I'm rotten to the

I'm rotten to the core

I take a breather, resting my elbow on Carlos' shoulder, looking forward. But unbeknownst to my knowledge, I didn't notice Carlos was looking at me.

We watch Mal take a lollipop from a baby, turning around and licking it. We all erupt in laughter, before two of Maleficent's minions walk up and everyone starts screaming and running.

"Hi, Mom." Mal says turning around to greet her mother.

"Stealing candy, Mal? I'm so disappointed."

Mal thinks for a bit before, saying she took it from a baby.

"That's my nasty little girl." Her mom says taking it, spitting on it, putting it in her pit and telling one of her minions to give it back.

"Mom.."

"It's the deets, Mal, that make the difference between mean and truly evil. When I was your age I was cursing entire kingdoms." Her mom said as Mal repeated the last couple words, having she's probably heard it over a million times.

"You...Walk with me. See, I'm just trying to teach you the thing that really counts, how to be me." She says as Jay, moves in closer to the three of us, watching this whole thing go down.

"I know that. And I'll do better."

"Oh. There's news. I buried the lead." Maleficent says throwing her hands up in the air. "You five have been chosen to go to a different school, in Auradon."

As soon as she says Auradon, we all jump and try to run away, but get caught in a tight hold by her minions.

"What? I'm not going to some boarding school, filled to the brim with prissy pink princesses!"

"And perfect princes." Evil says walking up with a smile on her face, before saying 'ugh,' realizing what she had just said.

"I hear they have more classes then what we do here. Why do more of something there, that I don't even do here?" I said standing behind them next to Jay, as Jay nods and points at me.

"Yeah, and I don't do uniforms. Unless it's leather. You feel me?" He says with a laugh raising a hand to get a high five from Carlos, but he took a step forward, and I high five him instead.

"I read somewhere that they allow dogs in Auradon. Mom said they're rabid pack animals who eat boys who don't behave." He says as Jay comes up and barks in his ears and scares him, and I laugh out loud. Carlos looks at me, his face practically turning as red as Jay's beanie.

"Yeah, Mom, we're not going."

"Oh. You're thinking small, pumpkin. It's all about world domination. Knuckleheads!" She exclaims as her minions follow her. "Mal.." And she turns around and follows her mother.

"You will go. You will find the Fairy Godmother and you will bring me back her magic wand." She says filing down her nails or her claws. "Easy-peasy."

"What's in it for us?"

"Matching thrones. Hers-and-hers crowns."

"I think she meant us." Carlos says motioning to the five of us.

Maleficent tosses her file, and Mal steps closer. "It's all about you and me, baby. Do you enjoy watching innocent people suffer?"

"Well, yeah, I mean, who doesn't.."

"Well, then get me the wand and you and I can see all that and so much more. And with that wand and my scepter, I will be able to bend both good and evil to my will!"

"Our will." The Evil Queen says moving the mirror from out of her face. As Cruella points at her, and Jafar looks at Maleficent.

"Our will, our will." She corrects, bringing Mal's attention back to her. "And if you refuse, you're grounded for the rest of your life, missy."

"What...Mom..."

Maleficent silenced her, and then they had stared into each others eyes, but in the end Maleficent did reign victorious.

"Evie. My little Evil-ette in training." The Evil Queen says calling her over. "You just find yourself a prince with a big castle and a mother-in-law wing. And lots and lots of mirrors."

"Well, they're not taking my Carlos, because I'd miss him too much." Cruella said to her son, putting a hand on the side of his head, as Maleficent just puts her head in her hands, annoyance etched into the barely visible wrinkles that peppered along her face.

"Really, Mom?" Carlos says hopeful and happy.

"Yes! Who would touch up my roots? Fluff my fur and scrape the bunions off my feet?" She said, lifting up one of her legs for Carlos to hold.

"Yeah, maybe a new school wouldn't be the worst thing." He said dropping her leg and looking anywhere, but at his mom.

"Carlos, they have dogs in Auradon." Cruella says, really trying to convince him to stay. "No! I'm not going!"

"Well, Jay isn't going either. I need him to stock my shelves in my store." Jafar says, pushing Jay a bit, and asks him what'd he steal today, in a hushed tone. Jay shows him all the things he got, but drops them when he sees the lamp, Jay had nicked. Jay watches as his father tries to summon the genie, but Jay is quick to shut him down.

"Dad, I already tried."

He groans and tosses it back to him.

"Evie's not going anywhere until we get rid of this unibrow. Hmm?"

I laugh a little whilst sitting in my little corner, watching everyone's parents try and get them to stay in the Isle. I mess with the crystal ball, Mal had slipped me, on the way here, and stare into it, holding it up to the light. Before seeing myself in it, and I looked down at my talisman. It's a custom made version of the one my Dad has.

I don't know where he is, in all honesty, he told me he'd be back when I turned 16, but that was a couple years ago, I still have hope, but it is slowly wilting away, like a dying flower.

"Hey, (Y/N)?" I close my eyes tight and look away, putting the crystal ball away, before clearing my throat, and letting out a 'Hm?'

"You okay? You look upset?" Carlos said, pulling a chair and sitting next to me. "Oh, I'm fine, Carlos."

"Come on. I know you, (Y/N), and I know that when I ask you, if you're okay, the first sentence to come out of your mouth, is not exactly true." He said, hitting his shoulder up against mine, and I flash a small smile in his direction. “So, tell me, what’s the real reason?”

I sigh, before turning my body to face him. "Fine, I'm just annoyed, that my Dad isn't here to talk to me, like your parents are doing now." He scoffs. "Trust me, you do not want your Dad saying, what my Mom says to me." He says and we laugh. "But I do love her, and her imperfections. And even though you're Dad’s not here, we are. It might not be much, but I hope you'll accept us."

"You know I do." "So, you ready to go see this school for all it's worth?" He said standing holding arm out for me to take, I smirk and take wrapping an arm around his shoulder.

We hurry over to Maleficent near the 'safe,' in the shape of a fridge, taking our her spell book. Cruella moves over to bring his son over to her leaving me standing along near Queen.

"There she is. It doesn't work her, but it will in Auradon. Remember, when we were spreading evil and ruining lives?"

"Like it was yesterday."

"And now, you will be making your own memories." Mal moves her hand to try and grab the spell book, but her mother takes it away last second. "By doing exactly as I tell you." And hits her in the chest with the spell book. Queen closed the safe door, and a car horn beeps.

I grab my belongings, and hold onto my talisman, having a little talk with it, as if it's my Dad. I know he's not here, but no one has to know, I talk into it.

I finish talking into it, and go outside, and wait for everyone else. I put my stuff in the trunk of the car, watching as Jay smoothly placed his hat on the crown hood ornament off and tucked it away, before climbing into the car.

I shake my head, and get in the car.

"Smells like common folk." Queen said, as Mal opened the door.

"Come back here, now!" Cruella says chasing her son, and Carlos threw his bag in the trunk and hopped in bumping into me. "Sorry." I just laugh and shake my head, watching Evie get in the car.

"Carlos! Ingrate."

Mal walks in between Queen and Cruella, holding onto the door looking at her mother. Her mother gives her that one hand gesture saying that she's watching her, before turning around and getting in the limo.

The limo driver starts the car, and I look around, before my eyes set on all the candy they had in the back seat. I notice Jay and Carlos eye each other, before fighting to get to the candy.

While they were doing that, I had gotten hit in the process. "Ow!" They didn't seem to hear me, and they both reached for the sweet treats, and I rolled my eyes. I saw that Carlos had grabbed a handful of candy, and before he could shove it in his mouth. I took a gummy worm.

"This," I start holding the worm out to him, before biting half of it. "is compensation for hitting me." I say before eating the rest of it, and looking out the window.

Jay and Evie eye Carlos with a devilish smirk on their face, but Carlos gives him the, 'don't do it,' eyes. Jay laughs, while Evie day dreams about the dress she'd make for (Y/N) at their wedding, before looking at Mal.

"You're looking a little washed out. Let me help you out." Evie says before pushing her hand away from her face. "Ew. Stop! I'm plotting."

"Well, it's not very attractive." Evie replied, trying to big a rock candy lollipop.

Mal grabs the remote that opens a little window to see the limo driver. And the bridge. "Look!" Evie exclaimed. "It's a trap!" Carlos yells and we scream and try to hid or do something, but there isn't much we can do! We hold onto each other for dear life.

Mal holding onto Evie, Evie onto Jay onto Carlos, and Carlos onto me.

We're going to die!

We're going to...float?

Everyone begins to let everyone go, but I don't notice I'm holding onto Carlos's hand tightly, and let it go.

"Sorry.." I say, not meeting his eyes. "It's okay...hey (Y/N)?"

"Did this little button just open the magic barrier?"

"No, this one opens the magic barrier." He says holding up the remote. "That one opens my garage. And this open.." he says pressing a button to close the little window in the limo.

"Okay..." Mal says with a laugh. "Nasty. I like that guy."

"Carlos, What we're you going to say to me before?"

I said, turning him so he was facing me.

"I was- nothing, it can wait." He turns and stuffs his face full of candy again.

We arrive at Auradon Prep, and I look around from the window. Watching as people held up 'welcoming' signs, and waving flags and everything. 'They really pulled out all the stops for this one, didn't they?' I thought to myself.

They even had a literal marching band.

The limo driver opened the door, only for a fighting Jay and Carlos to fall out, shouting at each other.

"You got everything else, why do you want whatever this is?"

"'Cause you want it!"

"No!"

And the rest of us got out, as Fairy Godmother, emerged from behind the marching band.

"Guys, guys, guys." Mal said trying to get them to stop. "We have an audience."

"Carlos, up." I say, as Jay helps him to his feet.

"Leave it like you found it! And by that I mean just leave it." Said Fairy Godmother.

Mal turns to the boys and the reluctantly throw the items back in the limo.

Jay turns and sees girl standing near Fairy Godmother, and walks up to her. "Hello, foxy."

We look at each other ready to just bust out laughing. "The name's Jay." He says, as the girl just laughs. And the Fairy Godmother, welcomes us to Auradon Prep.

"I'm Fairy Godmother. Headmistress." She says bowing to us slightly.

"The Fairy Godmother? As in "bibbidi-bobbidi-boo"?"

"Bibbidi-bobbidi, you know it!"

"Yeah, I always wondered what it felt like for Cinderella, when you just appeared out of nowhere, with that sparkly wand and warm smile."

I turn to her and realize what she was doing, she's trying to get information on where the wand is.

Smart.

"That was a long time ago. And as I always say, "Don't focus on the part of you'll miss the future!""

"It's so good to finally meet you all. I'm Ben." Ben said taking a step forward.

"Prince Benjamin." The girl next to him said, correcting him. "Soon to be King." She said smiling, looking at him with adoration.

'Either she likes him, or they're dating.' I thought to myself making a mental note of that. It might not come in handy later on, but it's good to make note of such thing.

Evie steps up getting closer to Ben. "You had me a prince. My mom's a queen. Which makes me a princess."

The girl next to Ben, shakes her head. "The Evil Queen has no royal status here and neither do you." She says to Evie as Ben chuckles a bit, probably trying to defuse the tension, and Evie backs away, a little hurt.

"This is Audrey." Ben introduces, but she corrects him again.

"Princess Audrey. His girlfriend."

Now, I was thinking about standing up there, but decided to bite my tongue.

"Well...Ben and Audrey are going to show you all around, and I'll see you tomorrow."

"It is so, so, so good to finally meet you all." Ben walks up to Jay, and he punches his chest, knocking a bit of wind out of him.

Ben goes down the line and shakes all our hands. And as Ben was giving his speech Mal cuts him off. "Or the day that you showed us five people's where the bathrooms are."

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infiniteimaginings · 1 month

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「𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴」

Started: March 26th, 2024 Updated: March 26th, 2024

Characters I write for in the movie franchise 'Descendants'

Audrey Rose Ben Florian Carlos De Vil Chad Charming Doug Evie Harry Hook Jane Jay Lonnie Mal Uma

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sl-newsie · 4 months

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Me: feels guilty for not spending time with family

Also me: shut the door leave me alone and let me write fanfics while watching TV

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vampzteeth · 9 months

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comfort // descendants

summary: carlos with a traumatized s/o

format: headcanons

req?: yes

comforts you so well during panic attacks

if you have ptsd from loud noises he starts training dude to be quiet for you

if he can’t get dude to quiet down he gets you a pair of noise canceling headphones

whenever you have flashbacks he’s there to help you through it, and tries to figure out the trigger once you’re more relaxed

if someone makes fun of you being nervous in certain situations because of your trauma he immediately shuts it down, he doesn’t want you to think that your trauma is “dumb” because it’s not

in the beginning of the relationship he didn’t notice your triggers like at all, but once you told him about it because your therapist thought it would be healthy, he completely understands and notices them more

recommends exercises to calm nerves that he used to use when he was afraid of dogs, even though they might not work for you too

note: so sorry this took so long! i tried to make the type of trauma unspecified but it was a little difficult, hopefully it meets the standards 🥰💋💋 thank you for requesting dearie!

#carlos de vil x reader #descendants x reader #descendants imagine #carlos descendants #descendants headcanons #x reader #gn!reader

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nylpad · 2 months

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BREAKING DAWN

Warnings: Fantasy conflicts, self discovery, emotional moments

In a world where fairy tales were more than just stories, you, known only as Y/N, found yourself entangled with Carlos de Vil, the son of the infamous Cruella De Vil. Unlike his mother, Carlos had a heart of gold, and his eyes sparkled with kindness, a stark contrast to the coldness one would expect.

The two of you met at Auradon Prep, where children of both heroes and villains gathered, a place where destinies could be rewritten. Carlos, with his silver-white hair and tech-savvy brilliance, stood out from the crowd, and it wasn't long before you became fast friends.

One evening, as the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over the school grounds, Carlos turned to you with a solemn expression. "Y/N," he said, his voice tinged with a seriousness you hadn't heard before, "the sun shall set and my days shall end. That's what my mother always said. She believed I was destined to follow in her footsteps, to become nothing more than a villain in someone else's story."

You took his hand, feeling the tremble in his fingers. "Carlos, look at me," you urged. "You are not your mother. You have the power to choose who you want to be. The sun will set, yes, but it will rise again, and with each new day, you have the chance to be the hero of your own story."

Carlos looked into your eyes, and in them, he saw the unwavering belief you had in him. It was a belief that warmed him more than the setting sun ever could. "With you by my side, I think I can face the dawn," he whispered.

And as the stars began to twinkle in the sky, you and Carlos made a pact. Together, you would face whatever came your way, not as villains or heroes, but as two souls determined to carve out a path of their own, under the watchful eyes of the setting sun and the hopeful gaze of the rising moon.

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kaivenom · 6 days

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How you meet the Descendants' boys HCS

Masterlist

Carlos de vil

You are the only one hacker in Auradon, so when you saw another person on lind doing your thing on the Auradon network, you decided to discover who that person was. After some digging on the internet and some observation on the real life, you discovered that your oponent was the son of Cruella d Vil.

You approached him on his way to the school and he seemed really happy that someone shares his hobby and can teach him something.

Jay

Your fathers were Yasmine and Aladdin and Ben had the incredible idea of introducing you to the VK because your parents were enemies. He tried to impress you but your father taught you how to deal with tricksters and that led to him having the personal goal of getting you flustered.

Chad Charming

You were a tansfered student from Arendell, emparented with Ana and Elsa, Audrey was your guide on Auradon. She presented you to Chad and well, you being a princess so beautifull with such an attitude (ice Kingdom=strong personality) made him get speechless and start to follow you like a puppy.

Ben Florian

Your father is the chesire cat so you can somehow travel between worlds and barriers so when Ben saw you with Island clothes on the lake he was captivated. You are not used to talking to people so you escaped with a smile. A couple of days later you came again and he was waiting for you with a basket full of food and invited you to talk.

Doug

You were Evie's sister, the black ship of your family because you were always really nice and good and couldn't hide it. So you were the first one to apologize to him about the team's behaviour and you always greeted him on the halls. That make him took the courage to ask you on a date.

Gil

His father knocked him out of the house for the night and he was wandering around the Island, you saw him and thru him a piece of bread. He was really hungry so he took it and then went to sit next to you. You didn't know why he did that but he was pretty funny and a little dumb so you didn't considered him a threat and let him sit.

Harry Hook

You are Scar's daughter (hibrid or witch human-lion) and you were on Lady Tremain's hairdress store, this was now your territory. Harry entered the place to recolect the money of the month and when you confronted him about the new situation and took the money away from him, he proposed to himself to take on your nerves everytime he could.

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dreams-of-wings · 2 years

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A Million Dreams

A collection of all the good and bad times

Warnings: Mentions of/implied abuse

Let it be known, I predominantly use mobile.

Awkward beginnings

It was weird between you and Carlos at first, your friendship was kinda sudden, not really something either of you were prepared for. It took a while for Carlos to get used to coming into your room when you were at the warehouse. He just kinda thought of it as 'that's your space, and he needs to respect it,' so at the beginning he would knock of the doorframe and wait for you to say it was okay for him to come in before entering.

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He may not say it outloud, but he does appreciate having you in his life - it gives him something to do, and a safe haven to return to when the outside world just becomes too much. He starts scavenging when you aren't around to make sure the both of you have a proper stash of snacks. From what he understands, the warehouse isn't actually your home- you live elsewhere with your father, whose name he has yet to learn. Sometimes you don't come back for days at a time and it leaves him on edge everytime. Is this it? Have you abandoned him? What if you don't come back? Sure he can adopt this place as his own, but what if you come back and he's no longer welcome? He gets really excited to see you, and acts surprised everytime you assure him that it's okay if he stays.

The bad times

They say nothing can bring people closer together than tragedy, and they would be right.

You called Carlos your friend, but you hadn't really seen him as a friend till that first time you came into the warehouse to find silence. You had called for Carlos, but there was no answer, so you figured that perhaps he just wasnt here yet. You nearly jumped out of your skin when you found him huddled in the middle of your blankets a pillows.

"Carlos?" Your brows furrowed with worry. You could see his shoulders shaking slightly and his breathing was somewhat erratic, "Carlos...?

Once you were slice enough to him you kneeled down to his level and put a hand on his shoulder, "Hey."

For the second time withing the matter of minutes you were surprised again - Carlos whipped around and wrapped his arms around you, and it was ever obvious now that he was sobbing, "Carlos, what's wrong??"

You returned the hug, holding him tightly and leaning your head against the side of his as he hid his face in the side of your neck - not minding all the hair. He didn't answer you for a while, but you were smokey with that, he would tell you when he was ready.

When his sobbing had stopped, his breathing had calmed, and he stopped shaking, you thought you would try again, "Carlos?"

"Why does she hate me so much?"

You blinked from shock. What? Who? You felt some tears begin to brim on the corners of your eyes, having a feeling you knew who he was talking about, but the thought of anyone hating Carlos stirred something in you, and it made you more sad than you thought it would, "Who hates you, Carlos?" You kept your voice soft, afraid that if you raised it any higher than a whisper, he might retreat.

"My mom..." his voice cracked at the end, and it felt like your heart shattered. He sounded so hurt, so vulnerable, and you could be more pissed off. It took a lot of restraint for you to keep your hair from bursting into a plume of blue flames like it had the day you met, you both didn't want to burn him -unsure of how the flames would react to skin that wasn't your own- and you didn't like how drained you felt after using them. You put your hands on both his shoulders and pulled back to get a good look at him, "Carlos, what did she do?"

He didn't- couldn't look at you, so instead he kept his eyes to the ground and just shook his head. You brought him back in for a hug and quietly shushed him, "It's okay, you dint have to tell me now..."

Whether is be because he was ashamed or embarrassed, he never did actually tell you, but it wasnt hard to figure out what was wrong when he came to the warehouse with red welts here and there.

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Living on the isle was hard, it was easy to see that the first time you and Carlos met- hack, it was easy to see that in the grey and dreary look the island naturally had. It became normal for the two of you to go up onto the roof of the warehouse and look out past the old shabby buildings and toward the sea.

"You ever wonder about out there?" Carlos was the first the first to break the silence, causing you to turn and look at him. He hadn't turned to face you, so you returned your gaze to the ocean, "Sometimes, but all I picture is more of this," you gestured to the rotting buildings most people here called home.

Carlos' brows furrowed and he turned his head to look at you, "Auradon doesn't look like this."

"You've been?" You scooted closer, sounding a bit excited as you watched him hopefully.

"Well no... But I have seen the castle on TV!"

You raised a brow at him, your father didn't keep a TV in 'the lair', he always said they showed nothing but garbage, so he scrapped it.

"It's always so bright, and colorful," he continued, "Nothing like the houses we have here on the island."

AUTHORS NOTE:

It's been a while since I posted something. I jist want to let you all know that these last few posts are just me cleaning out my drafts.... I've been active for a very long time, but I held on to everything hoping I would regain the muses I once had for these stories. Unfortunately, I haven't and I don't think I ever will. This story and many others, will remain unfinished, and this blog will officially fall inactive till further notice. Though, I will keep it up so my stories will always be here for you all to read if you wish. I'm not going to promise I'll come back to it as I don't like making promises I can't keep. Sorry for the long wait and disappointing results, but I really did have fun writing stories for you all while the inspiration lasted. Hágoónee'! (Goodbye)

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