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heliads · 9 months

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I love you writing and I was hoping you could write Ben Florian x VK!Reader the reader is Lefou's kid. A soulmate AU where the negative things you think about yourself are marked on your soulmate's skin. Reader only has one or two things because Ben is from Auradon and has a good life and family. While Ben has around half a dozen. Reader is the one who gives Ben the love potion. During the lake scene they notice Ben is their soulmate and tries (but fails) to hide it thinking he deserves better

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There really is no good place for a prince. They are political figureheads in every sense of the phrase— too young to actually rule, too old to be allowed to skip state functions. They sit in corners of expensive meetings and cut ribbons in front of newly opened buildings, but they can’t do a whole lot except smile and pose.

Shame your friend seems so fixated on capturing one, then. It feels like you’ve just barely left the Isle of the Lost, only bid farewell to the entirety of your prior life experience hours ago, and yet already Mal is scheming about how to best tear down everything around you. If Prince Ben is the best way to fulfill her nefarious plans, then so be it.

The only problem is that you’re now involved in all of this, too. Mal wants a wand and so she’ll take a prince to get there, but as one of her best friends, you’ve been drafted into the plot to catch a prince. Ben won’t have any idea what’s coming. Shame, he would probably run if he had any clue.

Mal’s good at covering her tracks, though, she always has been. You can remember elaborate plans from when you were much younger to steal cookies or cloaks, spellbooks and shoes. At this point, hearing Mal tell you that she’s going to bewitch the crown prince of Auradon into falling in love with her shouldn’t surprise you, just the fact that she’s taken this long to come up with the idea.

Usually, you have no problem going along with Mal’s little adventures. They’re entertaining, at the least, a good way to pass a few days when you’ve already gone over every alleyway and hiding place on the Isle at least a dozen times in the last month. The issue is that you’re not on the Isle anymore, and maybe– just maybe– disrupting everything here isn’t entirely what you want to do.

Mal doesn’t know this, of course. None of your fellow VKs do. Every time they monologue and moan about how they can’t wait to get out of this place, you find yourself holding your tongue, biting back your real thoughts about how the school isn’t actually as bad as you feared. Sure, the constant judgment from the other children of princes and princesses isn’t all that fun, but Auradon Prep has its positives, too. For one thing, you think your soulmate might be here.

What a terrible thing for the child of a villain to prioritize. You’ve heard Mal scoff at the idea of a soulmate, and although Evie is certainly more interested in the idea than some of your other friends, you’re still not sure that you’d find a welcome audience amongst their ranks when it comes to tracking down your soulmate. After all, the odds of that soulmate being from Auradon and not the Isle are pretty high. They’ve all but told you that themselves.

All things considered, for a society with such control over magic and spells, it’s pretty difficult to find your soulmate. You’d always wondered why those in charge couldn’t shorten the whole affair to something more simple– a name on the wrist, perhaps, or an invisible string that only the two of you could see– but instead, soulmate magic went the complicated route. How lovely.

The story about the origin of the soulmate magic is convoluted and ancient, going back generations and changing with each family. The general consensus is that soulmates were created to preserve the sanctity of true love, with the idea that soulmates should be able to love each other entirely, flaws and all. So, when you think something negative about yourself, those very same thoughts will show up on the skin of your soulmate, something like a warning label for what they’re going to get themselves into.

This is all well and good for people with few negative thoughts, maybe they’ll have something here and there about a bad sports result or a poor test grade that their soulmate can chuckle over before meeting them. For you, though? You, the child of a villain, cursed to live forever on a too-small island with the other convicts and criminals, you have had more fears and hated things about yourself than most. Your soulmate must be covered in unhappy musings, which only makes you feel worse about yourself than before. A self-perpetuating cycle of the worst kind.

By contrast, the startling absence of your soulmate’s negative thoughts on your own skin makes you certain that they couldn’t be from the Isle of the Lost. There are only one or two fears on your skin, proof of loving parents and a stable home, and they’re minor things like a bad hair day or a fear of not doing their absolute best. These change, often leaving every few months to be replaced by something else insignificant.

What makes you most certain that your soulmate is the child of a royal is the one negative thought that has stayed on your skin since the very beginning. Your soulmate, whoever they are, is terrified that they will let down the king and queen. Only someone with close ties to the royalty could have such a fear, so it’s proof that your soulmate is somewhere here on Auradon.

So maybe you don’t want to leave this place, not yet. Not until you can learn who your soulmate is. It’ll be almost impossible to track them down on this information alone, but supposedly that’s how the whole thing is supposed to work. You learn about the worst parts of your soulmate, and then you get to love the best of them. The only problem is that you’re fairly sure that if your soulmate is a royal, they won’t want to love you at all.

It’s easier to ignore the whole affair. Easier to agree to Mal’s plan when she proposes enchanting Prince Ben. At least another one of your friend’s schemes will keep your mind off the soulmate affair.

That’s what you tell yourself, at least, but your conscience is starting to get steadily more vocal as the days go by. Ben is a nice guy, which hurts, surprisingly. Although the love spell may have been cast on Mal, as one of Mal’s closest friends, you’re around the two of them all the time. The boy you see is someone that you wish could be your soulmate. He may be a prince, and you may be a villain, but he makes you want to believe in love after all.

You certainly have the capacity for such musings. For some reason, the love spell didn’t take all that well, and although Ben is now compelled to stay with Mal more than he was before, it’s not like he’s totally obsessed with her as Mal had hoped. Mal claims it’s because love spells can never work fully due to the soulmate issue, like having a soulmate is a kind of shield to protect you against that sort of enchantment, but regardless, Ben has just enough independent thought that he can tell you jokes and try to make you smile like– well, like he tries to do with Mal.

The realization that Ben is a genuinely good person, and worse, someone you don’t want to trick, haunts you as you fall further into Mal’s scheme. You’ve been trying to push the whole thing from your mind, letting Ben join your soulmate in the depths of your mind you don’t want to touch, but your train of thought keeps circling back to him despite your best attempts otherwise.

Besides, it doesn’t help that Mal keeps trying to involve you in the plot. Right now, the two of them are at the Enchanted Lake, out on a cute little date. Mal had been making mock disgusted faces at you the whole time she was getting ready, but some part of yourself can’t stop whispering that this doesn’t seem so bad, actually, that the thought of being out here alone with Ben would make for a wonderful day instead of the tedious chore Mal is making it out to be.

Ben doesn��t know you’re here, though. Mal wanted backup in case something happened, so you’re lingering in the woods to keep anyone from stumbling upon the scene and also holding onto more magical baked goods in case Mal feels the need to renew the spell. It’s kind of like torture, strolling through this beautiful forest, knowing that Ben is so close and you are helping hold him under the thrall of this plot.

The storm in your mind must be thundering too loudly for you to think straight, because you lose track of yourself and accidentally walk too close to the lake. You weren’t supposed to be spotted, but before you can back away and melt back into the foliage, Ben looks up and sees you. You panic, immediately heading the way you’d come, but you hear footsteps after you moments later and Ben manages to track you down before you can go too far. Mal is so going to kill you for messing with her plan.

“Sorry,” you murmur, eyes wide when he finally catches up to you, “I didn’t realize the two of you were– I’ll go now.”

Ben shakes his head. “No, no, it’s alright. It’s not like we have a monopoly on the woods.”

He’s dripping water, most likely due to a recent dip in the lake, and you can’t seem to stop your gaze from following the path of the droplets as they cascade down his shoulders, across his hands, and, most importantly of all, over the swooping letters of the fears of his soulmates.

Usually, Ben wears long sleeves or something else to hide them. You can see why now– there are many of them, many more than you, perhaps half a dozen in all. You can’t read all of them from where you’re standing, just snippets about how a villain’s kid shouldn’t have a soulmate, how they’ll never amount to much, things like that. Things like what you’ve been thinking recently.

Ben must catch on to your train of thought, because he smiles weakly, absentmindedly scratching at a sentence proclaiming that his soulmate isn’t worth the good luck they get. “Yeah, my soulmate’s a little stressed, I guess. Hopefully, I can talk about that with them soon. I want them to know that they’re worth it, wherever they are.”

It had never occurred to you that hating yourself would make your soulmate this obsessed. You have no proof that Ben is your soulmate but–

But, as you watch, you can see a new fear appearing out of nowhere, wrapping itself around Ben’s left wrist. I’m not good enough for a soulmate this good. Just what you were thinking mere moments ago. It’s like proof.

Ben looks up slowly, and although you were never blessed with the ability to read minds, you swear you can tell exactly what he’s thinking right now. “Are you–” he starts, ends, tries again, “Do you know who your soulmate is?”

You can do several things at this moment. You can confirm what you’re mostly sure is true, you can lie, you can pretend you hadn’t heard him. You spot movement in the trees behind him, a flash of purple, and remember belatedly that Mal is still somewhere at the Enchanted Lake, waiting for Ben to come back and wondering why you’re holding him here for so long.

All of a sudden, the reality of the situation comes crashing down around your shoulders. This is not something that can happen. Ben is a prince. You are the child of a villain, and the friend of another VK who’s counting on you to continue fooling Ben so she can pursue her latest mad plan. There is no world in which this works out.

So, you force a smile, banishing all thoughts back into the deep recesses of your brain once more. “No,” you say, “I don’t know. I think they’re a VK, though.”

Ben’s face falls in a flash. “Really? Because I thought–”

You shake your head quickly. “I don’t– it’s not me. I think Mal is waiting for you, though. You shouldn’t keep her for long.”

Ben glances back over his shoulder in memory of the girl he’s left somewhere in the woods behind him, and when he looks back, you’re gone. You’re good at running. It’s a skill you’ve perfected over the years. You just never thought you’d have to use it now.

Prince Ben is your soulmate. Impossible. True. Mal comes back later that afternoon, tells you the date went splendidly despite your accidental intrusion. Ben must not have let the brief moment in the woods faze him for long. It hurts more than you care to admit.

There is only so much running a VK can do, try as they might to pretend otherwise. You avoid Ben at all costs, hoping that whatever foolish war is currently being fought inside your heart will come to a tolerable ceasefire if you just ignore it long enough. Mal tells you that the plan is going swimmingly, she’s never seen the prince more excited about the VKs and the upcoming coronation. You nod and smile and tell her that you’re glad everything is going to plan, but inside, you cannot seem to stop your mind from screaming.

And then, all of a sudden, despite your best attempts to remain out of sight, Prince Ben finds you. It’s completely out of the blue, so casual that you almost don’t realize it’s happening until he’s sitting down at your table in the library and it’s too late to run.

You feel like an animal caught in a trap. He’s just smiling like nothing is the matter. “I know it’s you,” he says by way of hello.

Your heart is stuck in your throat. “What?”

“I know it’s you,” Ben repeats, “I know you’re my soulmate. I had the Fairy Godmother do a little spell so I could check for you, but I think I knew since that day at the lake.”

You frown. “You can do that?”

He shrugs, looking a little embarrassed. “Not everyone can, I think. But I, uh, insisted.”

You grin. “Prince privileges?”

“Something like that.” He’s smiling, though, maybe pleased that you’re not trying to run off this time. “But you knew even without the spell, didn’t you?”

That does shake your uncertain sense of calm. “Yes,” you admit, “but I didn’t think you— I didn’t think it would work out.”

The look on Ben’s face is genuinely heartbreaking. “What, just because I’m a prince?”

He says it so casually, it’s almost funny. “Yes, Ben, because you’re a prince and I’m a VK. I mean, my dad was Lefou. He literally tried to ruin the happy ever after of your parents, why would you want someone like me to be your soulmate?”

“Same reason you shouldn’t be afraid to want me. You’re not your father, Y/N, and I’m not my parents. We’re just us, and I know that I want you to be my soulmate. I have since the start. I was hoping you would tell me you knew, but after a few days went by and you still said nothing, I figured I had to take matters into my own hands. Even if that meant using a spell or two.”

You keep waiting for the other shoe to drop, for him to laugh in your face and tell you it’s ridiculous to think that he would ever want a VK as a soulmate, but he doesn’t. In fact, you don’t think he ever will. As impossible as it seems, Ben wants someone who isn’t from a perfect fairy tale. He wants you. And that, lovely and wonderful and absolutely crazy, sounds like a fairly good happily ever after for you.

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kaiyaamin · 4 months

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Ben headcanons include...

Ben would definitely spoil you rotten

you want something you shall receive, gifts at least 4 times a week if not more.

he would be busy of course so he makes sure to plan 2 dates or more per week but sometimes that doesn't happen so any alone time with each other is a gift.

He is super shy with PDA in public with small kisses on the forehead, side hugs or just holding hands. But oh man, in private kisses left and right, cuddles lots of cuddles, he especially loves to bear hug you or hug you from behind your waste with more kisses on your neck.

He would check up on you before and after events to make sure you are okay. Obviously, he knows dating a king is hard with all the press, rumors, etc so he always makes sure you are okay.

Ben loves it when you wear his shirt or crown.

he loves to kiss you, forehead kisses, hand kisses, nose kisses, and even neck kisses but Kisses on the lips are his favorite.

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teawinx · 7 months

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Descendants Redesign

That's all of them! Yippee! Wahoo!!

All the relevant characters for the "movie" + Jay and Carlos who would be introduced in the follow up "series"

Hopefully these descriptions will give you a good idea of the plot of said movie when you put them all together, and I hope you guys get a good general idea of everyone and what their deals are

And wow I truly wrote fuck all for Charles. Sorry, lad, better luck next time

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chelseareferenced · 3 months

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A thought that pops into my head every now and again is that Ben canonically knows how to pickpocket and is pretty decent at it and I feel like it should have been utilised more, if anything for the comedy of the King of Aurodon just casually robbing people for fun

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iliumheightnights · 10 months

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Ben Florian with a son of the Enchantress who cursed his dad

//Okay! Okay! But I actually DO have an OC that's this! Let me talk about him to you sometime!//

"My parents are going to love you."

M/n looked at Ben with the look of disbelief. "Really? You think your parents, your dad being the one my mom cursed, will like me? I'd like you to REALLY think about that." He laughed and shook his head, going back to what he was working on. "Well sure, but it was to teach him an important lesson. And in the long run, it got my parents together. I'm sure that would count for something. Besides, you're not your mom."

"WHICH!" M/n pointed at Ben. "My mom was in her rights. Your dad was kind of a dick at the time. And you're right, you're lucky I'm not my mom. I'd have turned Chad into a chair by now."

Ben laughed and wrapped his arms around his boyfriend. "You tried to just yesterday."

"But I didn't!"

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not-logan-paul · 7 months

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I'm playing Jane in Descendants the Musical, so here are some Descendants characters as things I've heard recently

Ben: Why can't I be a Latina woman?

Jane: There's Gary, which is BASICALLY a J name

Doug: I can muppet

Evie: I'm so upset that I didn't New York

Carlos: HEY GUYS!

Everyone: HEY WHAT?

Carlos: I LOVE YOU GUYS

Mal: I CANNOT say metaphorically enough

Jay: I am not a woman, but it still made me look submissive

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harper-hook · 2 years

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Beast Inside | Ben x Reader

Summary: After seeing Chad flirt with you, a whole new side of Ben is unlocked.

Author’s Note: I feel like I put my whole ussy into this lol

You felt slightly troubled as Ben stormed after you into his office. You frowned when you heard him lock the door. Ben turned around, giving you a pointed look. "Well?"

"So you're jealous of who again?" You asked, still confused as to what just occurred. One minute, you're in the hallway, speaking to Chad. The next, Ben's baring his teeth and growling at him before ushering you away.

"I'm not jealous! Just-" Ben cut himself off, running a hand through his already messy hair. "You didn't see the way he was looking at you? Like a piece of meat?" He asked.

You were unimpressed. "You know Chad is flirty, he looks at every girl like that. Besides," You blew a piece of hair out of your face. "Its not like he would actually make a move. He's one of your best friends." You pointed out.

Ben looked down at the carpet, hands still balled up. He mumbled something even you couldn't make out. "What?" You asked, concerned. You'd never seen Ben like this before. "Did," He swallowed hard. "Did you like the way he looked at you?"

You could hardly believe what you were hearing. "Have I been ignoring you lately?" He asked, voice trembling. Well, he kinda had but you’d expected that dating the king. “No.” You lied. Ben was quiet.

“You're lying to me.” Ben look up at you, a dark look in his eye. He quickly backed you up against his desk, grabbing your wrists.

Your eyes widened. "Ben..." You whispered breathlessly. "Ben." You repeated, more forceful. "(Y/N)." He breathed gruffly, spinning you around and pushing you down against your desk. You gasped, your front stinging from the manhandling.

Ben's hand ran its way up the back of your thigh, flipping your skirt up. His knee made its way between your legs, making you hiss. One hand was tracing your ass, the other lay easy on the smell of your back but the message was clear. You had his attention.

The hand on your ass moved over your throbbing clothed heat, a singular finger dipped under your panties into the slick. "This is all for me, yeah? No one else." He asked, pulling his finger out and wiping it on your skirt.

Your mind was foggy from arousal and a bit of fear. You licked your lips, still trying to catch up with how you got there. You felt like you left your mind out in the hallway. You jolted back to reality when he groped your ass again, much rougher. You nodded in response.

“Good.” He replied, almost cheerfully. “Because I’m going to make you feel so good.” He dropped his voice down to almost a whisper as he trailed his hands up and down your sides and back, leaving goosebumps in their wake. “I’m going to fuck you so good, you’ll never look at another man again.”

You let out a moan at his words, a fire igniting in your veins and heading straight between your legs. Ben placed one hand on your shoulder and the other on your hip and gently but firmly, turned you over to sit directly on the desk. You shifted and rubbed your thighs together, spreading wetness between them.

In this position, you got a better look at Ben who, to most, looked absolutely regal and proper. But anyone that knew Ben like you did could see the signs. His shirt was partially undone and untucked. His belt was also undone and right below the buckle, you could see his arousal pressing tight against his pants.

You followed your gaze up and met his hungry gaze, looking at you like you were prey. You’d never felt so exposed. “It’s alright, hun. I’m going to take good care of you.” Ben spoke sweet words but the teasing smile on his face implied anything but.

You gasped as he dropped to his knees in front of you, slowly kissing up the inside of your thigh. Your breathing quickened as his hot breath got closer to your dripping heat. Sensing your eagerness, Ben pulled away much to your dismay. He rested a hand on each of your knees, smiling up at you.

“Don’t get impatient, hun. We have all the time in the world.” He rubbed your leg affectionately. You returned his smile albeit shakily. He reached up and met you for a kiss, full of love and trust.

At the same time, both hands ran up your legs and to the waistline of your underwear and started tugging them down. Without breaking the kiss, you raised up a bit and allowed your underwear to be removed and tossed behind Ben. Ben finally broke the kiss and leaned his forehead against yours, looking into your eyes. He planted a final kiss on your lips before returning to his original post between your legs.

“Keep your legs spread.” The switch back to his darker tone caught your attention and you could only nod in agreement. This time with no barrier in the way, Ben continued his trail of kisses, ending directly on your clit.

You shifted impatiently, wanting more. As if reading your mind, Ben began leaving kitten licks down your slit, paying close attention to your clit by licking and sucking roughly. You moaned, throwing one hand behind you for balance and the other into Ben’s hair, pulling it in response to him.

You could feel his wicked grin between your legs every time he paused his movements. You whimpered as he moved to your thigh. “What are you-” You cut yourself off with a yell as he bit the inside of your right thigh, quickly soothing the sore spot with kisses and licks.

He sat back further on his knees to admire his handy work, what you could only imagine was an already purpling bitemark. He turned to meet your gaze and grinned, a sheen of your arousal around his mouth and chin. His pupils were dilated and hair an unkept mess. This was the Ben only you got to see.

Before you realized it, Ben was back between your legs, licking roughly all over. You moaned and your back arched as Ben’s tongue found your hole and dipped in, his nose rubbing roughly against your clit.

As your foggy mind realized what he was doing and finally heard the obscene wet noises and moans coming from yourself, you felt your face flush even further. You felt shameful but the pleasure was outweighing the shame.

“Ben...” You whined, feeling the urge to release become harder and harder to ignore. Ben looked up at you and raised an eyebrow. You knew what he wanted. “I’m close...” You continued, eyes shutting as the pleasure increased. “Can I...?” You trailed off, Ben not stopping his assault on your clit the entire time.

“Go ahead, baby.” He hummed, clearly out of breath himself. He punctuated his permission by sucking hard on your clit. That was all it took for you to release, head thrown back by the loudest moan you’d ever heard from yourself. You were sitting back on both of your elbows, breathing hard.

Ben was breathing just as hard as you but managed to get to his feet, jerking himself the entire time. You hadn’t noticed his missing hand when he was down there. Ben smirked at you and lined himself up with your dripping hole. He glanced up at you with a concerned expression. Knowing what that meant, you nodded. You wanted him to get off too.

He smirked again before slowly entering you. You winced as he finally got all the way in, both from overstimulation and size. Ben hovered over you, looking like it was taking all of his self control to not move yet. You leaned up and planted kisses over his neck and collarbone, stroking his arms and shoulders.

“It’s a good thing I love seeing your beautiful face, yeah? Cause if it wasn’t for that, you’d be on your hands and knees like a whore.” Ben spoke as if he was stating a simple fact, like he was speaking about the weather. You flushed shamefully as you tightened around him at his cruel words.

“You like that, yeah?” He grinned deviously at you. “Maybe next time.” And then he started rocking back and forth, bringing whimpers and small moans from your throat. He began thrusting fully with both hands on your hips, helping pull you down onto him.

Both of your moans and groans flowed together, creating the most obscene sounds you had ever heard. A part of you wondered if Ben would ever record himself for you. You know, for research purposes.

One orgasm down, you were already close to release after a few minutes. “Ben!” You whined, clawing his shoulders and back, making him hiss in pain. “I know, baby. I’ve got you.” He ran a hand down your front and rubbed his thumb in rough, clumsy circles around your clit.

Stars exploded behind your eyes as you came again, hips jerking up into his. He let out a loud groan at the tightening of your muscles around him. You fully slumped back on the desk, head thrown back limply and arms by your head.

After a few moments, you realized that Ben had only slowed his thrusts but hadn’t stopped. In fact, he was picking the pace back up. You whined, overstimulated and nerves on fire. You put a hand on his chest and gave him a pleading look.

He cupped your chin and forced you to look him in the eyes. “You can do this, (Y/N). One more for me?” He asked, eyes half lidded. You were breathing hard and rather sore but you knew that if you needed to stop, he would and he would apologize until he was blue. You trusted Ben.

You nodded tiredly and Ben leaned down to kiss you sweetly. “That’s my girl. My girl.” He repeated, getting a nod in return. Only his. He kept one hand on your hip and held your hand in the other.

Ben was losing rhythm, a telltale sign he was close. He moved the one hand from your hip, back to your overly sensitive clit. You were breathing hard and your vision ebbed in and out. You couldn’t warn Ben about your release this time.

Your head was thrown back in a silent yell and your vision went white. Ben finished too, coming with a yell and burying himself deep inside of you. He didn’t have much choice, seeing as your legs tightened around his waist, pulling him deep.

If you thought you were limp before, you had no idea how you were going to function for the rest of the day. Your eyes were closed and you felt Ben breathing hard in the crook of your neck. You smiled as you felt Ben place little kisses on your neck and collarbone.

You wrapped an arm around his neck and basked in your combined warmth. “You did so good, hun.” Ben whispered, making you feel warm and fuzzy. “So good for me.”

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lexihowardhoney · 8 months

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sometimes i just sit and think about that how good descendants story could be. how it could be about that not everything is black or white, that there are multiple shades of grey when it comes to morality. but then, i'm getting hit by the fact that descendants is just another classist story

#ok but listen how stupid this hellsmovies sometimes are #mal being accepted as a queen of auradon only makes sense bc she is getting married to the future king #and bc she adopted auradon morals meanwhile if third movie didn't happen people wouldn't even take uma seriously #bc she is from an isle and she has values that aren't consider as valid in auradon #and again uma's arguments only gained a value bc mal and other members of core four supported it #isle = poverty + child abuse + other types of abuse + probably addictions + 0 proffesional help #<-all of this is in eyes of auradon associated with vk. they don't take them seriously #auradon's citizens are literally rich assholes #+ nepotism #descendants #descendants ben #uma descendants #evie grimhilde #descendants mal #mal bertha #disney villains #isle of the lost #disney descendants #core four #descendants critical

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auradons-trash-heap · 3 months

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And for those who don’t want any part of my particular brand of mental illness, I have designed an outfit for regular canon Ben as well

Bold patterns are kind of unavoidable when bright blue & yellow is the color scheme, but we can still make it fashionable (I am trying very hard not to remember Ben’s Wicked World outfit & failing). Give it some edge with leather pants & we have a solid blend of Auradon prep with Isle Style

Shoes are based on the Taft boots I keep seeing ads for but they’re essentially semi-casual men’s dress shoes; I like the wooden finish look on the soles and they bring back some warm tones to balance with the rope design on the sweater

Also I painted his nails blue bc I felt like it & if we’re imagining this as Evie having a fashion show I think Ben would let Evie paint his nails

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moreespressoformydepresso · 3 months

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What are your honest thoughts on all Descendants boys? From both books and movies?

Oehh that’s a good question! I’ll base most of this off of the movies because I remember them more clearly. Sorry this is so late, I needed some time to sort out my thoughts. Let’s see:

Ben: cutie, golden retriever energy, needs to grow a bit more of a spine but as a recovering doormat I vibe with him.

He’s got a good heart, and he’s definitely going places, but I have no idea who decided a 16-year-old should be king. Hilariously, he’s a better king than his dad because he cares about all of his people, not just the “heroes”. But still, he’s 16, let him have his dumbass teenage years. He’s still in his phase of wanting to please everyone and that isn’t gonna lead to the best decision making. You’re king, Ben, you can overrule your girlfriend’s selfish idiotic plan of closing the barrier. Just tell her “the barrier was opened for you to come through too. If those kids aren’t worth the risk, does that mean you aren’t either? Should we throw you back?!” And she’s change her tune real fast. You gotta give some tough love sometimes.

Jay: cool, I wanna know his gym routine, pretty funny but rash, needs Carlos to temper his brand of crazy (love their bromance).

I love the narrative parallels to the movie Aladdin. Jafar thought himself so far above a street rat and now he’s raised his son to be one so he can continue being a con-man. In the movies, Jay is actually a very accurate representation of your upbringing shaping you into who you are. All Jay knows is stealing, he’s never been taught to pay if he doesn’t have to, so to him stealing’s perfectly fine. It’s normal. It’s a lot more subtle than the whole “who doesn’t like being evil” bit, but the core idea is the same: when all you’ve ever known is one perspective, that’s gonna feel like the objective truth because you’ve never had a chance to try a different one.

Carlos De Vil: Best (movie) Boy, my baby, I love him. What a little nerd (affectionate).

He’s a big part of why I willfully ignore the absolute stupidity that is the third movie’s ending. I’m sorry Mal, wtf is wrong with you??? You set your supposed friend’s abuser free for nothing but some empty platitudes and dare suggest you’ve become an empathetic person?!?! In the books, we get a lot more insight into just how horrible of a mother Cruella is, but even in the movies we see he’s had it bad because of how jumpy and nervous he is. Disney is still Disney so we don’t get much of the healing process, but we see how he calms down and adjusts to a normal life over the course of the movies when he’s out of the bad situation, which is pretty good by Disney standards. Cameron Boyce did an amazing job playing him (R.I.P Cameron) and seeing an abuse victim get comfortable within their own skin and getting the happy ending they deserve is always fun.

Harry Hook: Insane (affectionate), most fashionable drama queen ever, absolutely crazy, more than a few screws loose but in the best way possible, he’s hilarious.

So on the surface, Harry’s pretty simple. A dude who’s lost his marbles and flirts with everyone. He probably has some kind of moral compass, since he didn’t rip Mal’s throat out with his hook when she revealed her little stunt in D3, but it fell overboard at some point and couldn’t be found so nobody knows what it is except Harry himself. Also, he has his sane moments, like during that same confrontation in D3 I mentioned before where he says “And you, King Benny... you're probably gonna throw us all back inside.” It’s the first time I’ve heard him sound… not like Harry. It’s sombre and defeated, a little disappointed maybe? Either way it’s really good acting and it implies he can act completely “normal” but he just chooses not to, which makes me like him even more. He’s just a dude living his best life despite the circumstances he was born into.

Gil: adorable, hilarious, kinda clueless but in a good way.

I love characters that have no idea what’s going on half the time but are absolute sweethearts trying their best. He’s like- the opposite of his dad in every way and I’m living for it!

Gaston Jr and Gaston the third: I don’t have much to say on them, let alone separately, so they get a section together.

Honestly? I don’t remember having an opinion of them. They made Evie happy by wresting, which is cool so they get points for that. Seem like they’re trying to out-gentleman each other to win Evie’s heart and since they’re not being creepy assholes about it they are objectively better than their dad. Very much brawl over brains, the two of them, with their constant wrestling reminding me of Carlos and Jay except they’re both the muscle. Kinda cute sibling relationship, even if it’s in a VK-typical villain-flavored way.

Anthony Tremaine: squeeeee, my type is pretty boys who sigh in annoyance at everything, I guess? We only get scraps but I happily cradle them to my chest.

Uhmmm so Anthony’s personality is mostly up for imagination? The only canon information we have is that he’s most likely Anastasia’s only kid (someone on Tumblr pointed out that, in the scene with the wicked step-daughters, he’s referred to only as their cousin, not their brother) and he’s very bored with his cousins’ antics. Given A Twist In Time the potential drama is endless. Every time Anthony’s mentioned we’re reminded he’s pretty and has good style, and I love that for him. Dude lives on an isle of junk and still looks like a supermodel. Lots of room for my own ideas while still remaining within the realm of “could be canon” with just enough base in there that I’m not just creating an OC, and as a writer and artist that’s all I need tbh.

Hadie: cute, deserves better, I need more of him and Mal bonding

Mal’s half-brother, son of Hades, very cool. I like that he’s trying to turn good and having a hard time, because that’s very realistic for someone who grew up not knowing anything other than evil. Descendants 2 tried to tackle it with Mal, but failed miserably. We know Hades sucks as a parent in descendants (neglect is abuse) so that’s not gonna help him.

Dough: Awww he’s so cute with Evie 🥺

No really that’s it. He’s a nerd that gets the girl, has some very funny moments, but honestly most of his character is centered around Evie? And they’re cute together it’s not a bad thing but there isn’t much to analyze. He’s understandably pissed about someone like Chad getting all the girls while using them, but that’s also only ever seen in relation to Evie.

Chad Charming: what a bitch (derogatory), total coward, I hate him but he’s funny.

So I have no issue with characters who conduct themselves terribly (I love Audrey, (fanon) Anthony, Uma, and many others from many fandoms) if, and that’s a massive IF, they have a good reason for it. And I’ll count “because I can and I want to” as a good reason, because by that point you have someone who’s mean and owns it. I can appreciate the self-awareness and usually those characters are very extra so it’s entertaining. If not that, there needs to be a reason they are the way they are. Audrey has the pressure from her grandmother (and the borderline verbal abuse), Uma has the very real grievance of living in squalor on a run-down island full of the worst of humanity because she was born, what does Chad have? He’s spoiled. A spoiled brat. And he goes from that to an overtly whimpering coward with none of the pretense of superiority in any field. His one saving grace is that he’s a massive joke.

Diego De Vil, Clay Clayton, Gonzo, Jace and Harry Badun, Herkie, Aziz, Jonas, Lefou Deux, Li Shang Jr, everyone else I missed: no opinion, because they’re not relevant enough for the writers to give them a personality.

I have nothing I’m sorry. I barely remember reading their names and I don’t remember anything from the scenes they’re (mentioned) in to get an idea of what to talk about here.

That was… a lot lmao

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