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hannahhook7744 · 1 year
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Ginny Gothel Headcanons revised;
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Trigger warning for child abuse and near death experiences.
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Her full name is Ginerva Flower Gothel in honor of the flower her lost because of Rapunzel's birth. She hates it with a passion.
It's also kind of ironic considering the fact that she's allergic to most types of flowers.
Ginny is tall and slim with frizzy black hair and grayish-blue eyes.
She is a couple months older than Harriet.
She also DOES NOT get along with her mother like AT ALL.
No, seriously, they are constantly fighting and the fights get violent 70% of the time.
Ginny has two younger brothers named Mason and Glenn . They're twins. As well as an older sister named Cassandra (from Tangled the series), who she loves dearly despite the fact they drive her mad half the time.
She also gets along well with her sister's two friends, Hugo and Varian. And the Stabbington twins surprisingly.
She cannot say the same about Cassandra's ex, Andrew. She does NOT like him at all.
Varian, Cassandra, Hugo, and the Stabbington brothers taught her everything she knew.
She and Cassandra are as close as siblings can be on the isle.
Despite giggling about Harriet's ugly dress, she does consider the pirate captain a friend . She's even apart of her crew.
She gets sea sick, which is funny considering she is almost always on the ship.
She is the chef mate of the Queen's Fury because she's one of the few people who know how to cook on the ship and the only one who is willing to do so because she thinks it's easy.
She is a member of Diego's band, unaware /maybe just not caring about Diego's role in the Antiheroes' club.
Ginny plays the tambourine as well as the harmonica and she also sings occasionally.
She's also friends with Anthony Tremaine, Big Murph, the Gaston twins, Lefou Deux, Claudine Frollo, Jade, Mad Maddy, Clay Clayton, Diego de Vil, Sammy Smee, Rick Ratcliffe, and just about every crewmate of hers.
She and Clay Clayton have a thing going on-- they're still not sure what to call it. They think it's dating but aren't quite sure.
Ginny's good at singing, sailing, sailing, apple bobbing, dagger tossing, dagger juggling, dart throwing, gymnastics/acrobatics, dancing, chemistry, sword-fighting, cooking, potions, and swimming (Harriet taught her how to) but she's terrible at cards and dancing.
Ginny also likes to read very few things. Usually Gothic tales and music sheets.
She loves toad shots and apples.
She has a seemingly unlimited amount of daggers that seem to come out of nowhere. No matter where she is, no matter who she's with, she always has a dagger. Even if you've already taken one from her.
Unlike her mother, she doesn't care about staying young and beautiful forever. She thinks it's dumb.
Ginny, like everyone, doesn't like being crossed and can hold a grudge for a very long time. A bad habit she is trying to break.
Maleficent isn't the only villian she has stolen from or who's house she has ransacked.
She has the following weapons-- a longsword with a red and black handle, and a golden dagger that also has a red and black handle.
She swears ALOT which annoys the hell out of her mother. Which is why she does it.
She doesn't respect alot of adults on the isle with very few exceptions.
Ginny often pushes /scares people away because she's scared of rejection, being replaced, failure, being abandoned, being locked away, and turning out like her mother (Despite her sister assuring her that she won't).
Ginny is a bit of a smart ass and mouths off to people alot. Even though she really shouldn't since she is almost as bad as Anthony and LeFou Deux are at fighting.
Her favorite color is Burgundy, black, and gold.
She was one of the 1st to ransack Maleficent's place after d1. She stole several of Maleficent's cloaks.
After the barrier is brought down, Ginny joins band and choir at Auardon prep and after ALOT of nagging from her sister, she apologizes to Mal.
Rapunzel and Flynn immediately reached out to Cassandra, Varian, Hugo and the Stabbington brothers along with Nuro and Yong when the barrier was brought done and were surprised to find that Gothel had more kids.
Mason and Glenn end up getting along splendidly with Nuro and Yong, and to Cassandra's dismay, Flynn and Lance.
Ginny begrudgingly gets along with them and their kids quite well after a couple of months.
They are also horrified to find out that Gothel use to lock Ginny and her brothers in the attic as a punishment, and make sure everyone knows that Gothel isn't allowed near them anymore.
She has suspicions on who her father could be but she doesn't have any solid proof (Captain Hook for one).
She actually goes to school alot more than the other kids do because It's one of the few things she enjoys.
The scaredest she has ever been is the day she found Clay almost dead after he was found face down in the pool at Mal's Hellraiser party.
She's also allergic to most flowers.
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dragoneyes618 · 8 months
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The VKs and Games
It doesn't matter what kind of games they like to play. It doesn't matter what kind of game it is. The very notion of a game is warped, for some of them.
The last time Harriet Hook played a game, it was in an attempt to keep her barely-out-of-toddlerhood siblings quiet and occupied as they crouched in a small dark place on the Jolly Roger and their father rampaged in a drunken rage.
The very idea of playing a game is completely foreign to Claudine Frollo. She genuinely has no idea what it is.
The only games Mal, Uma, Evie, Ginny Gothel, and anyone else with fairy or witch blood have experience with are word games, riddles, where one misspoken word costs you a lot more than the game. They are experts in wording things very carefully and finding loopholes.
The only games Freddie and Celia Facilier have ever played are card games. And they're always for something, even something small and useless. Games are never for free.
When Carlos was younger, Cruella sometimes played a game with him. Usually it involved Carlos having to pretend to be a puppy and Cruella hitting him with her cane if he forgot.
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princess-ibri · 5 months
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I realized that the three Gothel Daughters I have in the DisneyVerse fall in with the Maiden Mother Crone archetype, so here’s all three together
(Og post for Azalea)
(Og post for Ginevra)
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actually-phoenix · 1 year
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I only read fanfiction because I'm already attached to the characters I don't like forming new relationships I'm an introvert
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tiredflowercrown · 2 months
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Descendants College AU
Or, like a general, they grew up in Auradon au.
Ben and Audrey are both Poli-Sci majors
Ben is a public relations minor while Audrey is an economics minor
Mal is an art major with a specialization in mixed media painting
Carlos is a computer science major
Jay is on a Tourney scholarship while being a business major
Harriet is an enginering major, who's on the verge of dropping out to get a 2nd or 3rd job
Ginny is a pre-med major
Anthony is a marketing major, using his knowledge to support his dad's shop
Diego is a fashion major who runs the school radio and constantly promotes his music
Ben meets Mal when as she is vandalizing the poli-sci building with her art
Maddy is using her knowledge as a bio-chem student to help in her cousins drug ring (willingly is debatable)
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I need you to imagine Mal absolutely cackling as she forwards these to Fairy Godmother and King Beast.
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cleverqueencommander · 3 months
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Harriet and Ginny
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Ginny: I don't think Harriet's ever gone to sleep before 5am, and it’s really just concerning at this point
Ginny: let's not even talk about Anthony. He wakes up at 4:45am on the dot, every morning, without an alarm clock. That's terrifying.
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shellyseashell · 4 months
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looking back through escape and it’s absolutely HILARIOUS that everyone who tried to kill the core four last time they were on the isle (in the books) show up to their seminar and they just don’t care
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hannahhook7744 · 2 years
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The history's thick;
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Summary, Ever since Hannah was little, she knew she was different from her siblings. Different in the way that she wanted to be a hero do the right thing. But it had never been a problem until she had come to Auardon and been forced to make the hardest choices of her life that left her heartbroken. Now she's stuck trying to control her powers while thinking back on her past with her siblings.
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A wise person once said "Sometimes you think that you want to disappear but all you really want is be found". And it seems that alot of people agree with them, because that quote can be found everywhere. On the internet. Graffitied on walls. In books.
It was one that had always resonated with Hannah. Always. Ever since she was a lonely little girl with only one friend in the world who couldn't understand those around her as clearly as she liked. Ever since she had found it in a book while snooping through Harriet's things when she was 3. And it had never stopped because Hannah understood that quote more clearly than she had ever understood anything else.
She understood it because she had felt both ways all throughout her life. She felt like she wanted to disappear sometimes and like she wanted-- no needed-- to be found other times. She had never stopped feeling that way-- either way. Not when she got her own crew and made her own reputation on the isle. Not when she started getting along with her siblings. Not even when she made it to Auardon and found that fitting in there was easier than she had originally thought it would be.
But now? Now at 13? She was feeling it more strongly than she ever had before. And she wasn't even sure which one she truly wanted at the moment. Because feelings weren't always that easy to understand. Especially not the ones she was currently feeling.
Hannah took inhaled deeply, leaning back and resting her against the tree she was sitting against. Doing her best to calm herself as she hugged her knees tightly. She didn't want to loose control of her powers again. Not after the last couple of times. She didn't want to hurt anyone again. Especially if they were innocent or a kid or someone she actually cared about. It couldn't happen again.
Hannah took another deep breath as her hands began to shake and squeezed her eyes shut a barrage of memories assaulted her. Both positive and negative that she couldn't block out. Which only caused her to panick more.
Someone was gonna notice she was gone soon and come looking for her, and they'd get hurt if she didn't stop acting like a baby and just calm down. Why couldn't she calm down?! Hannah pressed herself back further into tree as her eyes started to water. No no no...
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"Come here, Hannah. That's it. You got it" 7 year old Ginny encouraged, holding her arms out towards her. She was kneeling on the ground infront of a few barrels on the Jolly Roger, trying to get Hannah to walk. Not that Hannah knew that at the time.
Harriet sat behind her on one of the barrels, reading a book. Not even acknowledging what was going on. She had already given up on trying to get Hannah walk at this point, deciding to let her walk in her own time. Which was proving to be difficult since Hannah could barely hear or see them. Luckily for Ginny and by some mere miracle of fate, Hannah finally noticed her.
Hannah squealed happily and began to reach her, but Ginny didn't move any closer. Hannah didn't like that-- at all. She wanted to be picked and she wanted it to be now.
So, she continued to reach out to her. Waiting patiently but growing more frustrated by the moment when Ginny didn't get any closer.
And for the first time in her life, Hannah decided to do something herself. She crawled towards her determinedly, being stopped several times by crew members tripping over her-- only for Ginny to keep backing up the closer she got.
Hannah's eyes began to water as she scrunched up her face. "Ginny, stop it. You're gonna make her cry" Harriet said, wincing as she looked between the two. " No! She'll never learn if I don't push her!" Ginny snapped back stubbornly, not wanting to give up just yet.
"She'll never learn if you traumatize her!"
"Oh please, I am not traumati--"
Hannah pushed herself up-- with much difficulty-- and stood up for the first time. Causing her sisters' argument to halt as they stared at her, stunned.
Hannah took a wobbly step forward and then another. And another. And another. And didn't stop until she was infront of Ginny, who was beaming at her And picked her up immediately-- lifting her as high as her little arms would allow "You did it, Hannah! YOU DID IT! HAHA, I TOLD YOU I COULD GET HER TO DO IT HARRi--" Ginny was cut off by a swift, painful punch to the eye from her scowling baby sister. "MY EYE!" She wailed, dropping Hannah almost instantly to cover it.
Luckily, Harriet caught her. "You totally deserved that".
"Oh shut up!"
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Hannah bite back a sob as she thought back to the moment that she could barely remove. Her mind was quick to compare it to the last time she had seen her big sister.
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"I'm giving you one last chance, squirt. Step away from Dragon Breath" Ginny said, grinding her teeth. Grip tightening on her sword as she stared her youngest sister down.
Hannah shook her head, trembling slightly as she stared back stared at her. Not moving away from where she stood in front of Mal, even as her hands shook so badly she nearly dropped her sword. "No. I can't let you do this, Gin. It's not right. This isn't you"
The older girl's eyes darkened as Mad Maddy and Mal argued from over Hannah's shoulder. "Alright then, you asked for it" Ginny swung her sword at her legs without warning-- slicing through her jeans and into her leg.
Hannah cried out in pain and shock, stumbling back as Mal cried out in outrage and tried to jump at Ginny-- only to get pushed into the water by Maddy. Hannah quickly reached out and tried to catch her, nearly losing her balance-- only to be pushed in by Ginny.
As the small pirate plummeted backwards into the deep water where the crocodiles were waiting, she looked up at her sister-- eyes wide with fear, confusion, shock, and anger. Slightly wondering and asking how she could do this. She didn't recognize Ginny in that moment. Though that didn't last long, since she hit the freezing water not long after she was pushed into it.
The next thing she remembered was Haul giving her CPR as Jay looked for something to bandage up her leg.
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The cut Ginny gave her, along with several more cuts from a glass she landed on when she hit the water, scarred. Hannah stopped wearing shorts. She couldn't stand the looks people would give her when they saw them. Hannah wasn't sure she'd ever forgive her sister for what she did-- even though she still missed her dearly.
Though she supposed they were techinqually even since she was pretty sure that her powers had lashed out at Ginny when she pushed her into the water. The fact that Ginny was scene with a large scar on her arm afterwards only confirmed her suspicion.
Amber started to grow around her as Hannah wondered what Harriet thought of all this. Ginny was her crew but Hannah was her littlest sister.. was she angry at her like everyone else seemed to Be? Or was she angry at everyone else for being stupid? It had been awhile since she had seen her.
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Hannah looked up from her book when she felt the vibrations of footsteps enter her room, slightly annoyed and ready to tell Cj to Buzz off. She was still mad at her for sticking gum in ger hair. Only to immediately perk up when she realized that it was Harriet and Not Cj that had entered her room.
The five year old smiled at her and waved as she gave the 11 year old her full attention. 'Come. I got something for you' Harriet signed, smiling back before her eyes drifted to her satchel. If it was any other sibling, Hannah would have been nervous. But since it was Harriet, she didn't even hesitate to do as was asked.
Feeling both excited and curious as she watched Harriet fish two small boxes out of her bag. She titled her head to the side, wondering just what was happening. The older girl noticed the curious look she was being given and smiled, signing at her once again. 'Hold out your hands'
Hannah did.
Harriet reached into one box and pulled out a funny pair of red goggles that she immediately dropped into Hannah's hands. Then she moved forward -- after signaling for her to stay still-- and attached something to both of her ears....
The entire world came to life in that moment. The floor boards creaked under Harriet weight. Birds were croaking. Crickets were cripping. And the woosh of the sea. Hannah could hear it all. She spun around to stare at Harriet, startled by the unexpected change as the older girl smiled a bit mischievously at her. In a good-natured way. "Hunter De Vil owed me a favor. Don't go into the water with them in--" Hannah nearly hugged the life out of her that day. Infact, she had to call in reinforcements just to get Hannah off of her just because she was so happy.
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Hannah puckled her hearing aids out of her ears and set them aside, covering her ears immediately after. The amber continued to surround her. She was in so much pain. But her mind didn't care. Her memories didn't care. Just like Cj didn't.
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1 year old, Calista Jane stared at the squirming intruder in her crib curiously as it cried and cried. It was small and red with brown hair and brown eyes, and it was wearing one of her dresses.
She didn't like that. And for the first moment in her life, she felt spiteful. So she gave the little crib snatcher a kick. Just to see what would happen. It wailed loudly. Hannah wailed loudly. Calista paused, staring at her. And then kicked her again.
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Hannah choked on her tears as they finally fell, remembering her sister's old nickname for her. Crib snatcher. Alot better than the new nickname she had for her.
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"You aren't my friend anymore and you aren't my sister. You're nothing but a dirty little traitor! " The blonde had snapped, not at all pleased with Hannah's inferring in her plan. Hannah reared back as if she had been slapped, grip loosening on her sword. "W-what?! No! What are you talking about?! I'm not a traitor!"
"Yes, you are!" Cj said, standing her ground. "You abandoned us so you could stay here and live the high life! You turned your back on us and the isle. On your family. Your friends. Your crew. Your people. You're a traitor!"
She swung at her with her sword-- and Hannah just barely deflected it as anger overcame her. Neither of them noticed the blue light seeping out of her and into her sword.
"I'm Not!"
"You are! You're a spineless traitor! A backstabber! You're no better than that blasted Brat, Pan!"
Something in Hannah snapped when her big sister said that. And she felt all the searing hot anger that had been building up inside of her since she found out Cj had taken Ben explode out of her as she screamed. "NO. I'M NOT!"
Spikes of black rock spouted out of the floor and shot towards Cj. Slicing into her hand and wrist, causing the elder girl to scream in pain and drop her sword.
"CJ!" Hannah yelped, quickly reaching out to try and help stop the bleeding-- only for her sister to flinch away from her. "Get away from me! Y-you monster!"
Hannah took a step back, feeling sick. "Cj, I didn't-- I didn't mean to!"
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She hadn't cared. Hannah hadn't meant to hurt her and she had provoked her, but Cj didn't care. Cj still thought she was a monster. Hannah wondered if she was right. Because she sure felt like it.
Hannah wished Harry was here. Wished that he and her were on good terms. Because he always gave the best hugs when they where on good terms...
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Harry (age 8) and Hannah (age 5) sat in a rickety old rocking chair together, side by side as Harry read to her. He didn't need to, of course. She knew how to read-- had known how since she was littler. But he liked to read to her anyway and Hannah liked to let him.
Mainly because he would do funny voices and hug her close as he did so. Their favorite story was a tattered, old copy of 'The Adventures of Flynn Ryder' that they had found while dumpster diving. "And you'll always remember this as the day that you almost caught the man, the myth, the legend! Flynn Ryder!" Hannah rested her head on Harry's shoulder, smiling softly-- fighting to stay awake. It was a battle she ended up losing.
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But they weren't anymore. Hannah didn't notice that the amber was still growing. And growing. And growing. Too lost in her memories. Her hands didn't leave her ears.
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"Please Harry, just stand down. Don't do this! It isn't you!"
"Don't tell me what to do!"
"Ben has nothing to do with this!"
"He has everything to do with this !"
"Just let him go!"
"No!"
"Please! I don't want you to get hurt.. I love you!"
"Well, I don't love you, you bloody traitor!"
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The amber encased Hannah. But she didn't notice because her hands never left her ears and her eyes didn't open. It was hollow on the inside though, so she was okay. Physically at least. Mentally? She was breaking down.
She finally let herself cry freely. Screaming as loud as she could-- trying to get out all the anger and hurt and hate she felt. Trying to stop everyone from hurting so bad. It didn't work though, cause the history was thick. And Hannah would never be able to escape it or the memories gained from it. Even if she wished she could.
She wished she had never found out she wasn't a hook. She wished she never came to Auardon. She wished she had chosen evil or stayed on the isle. But she didn't. And that decision would forever haunt her because the history is thick.
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dragoneyes618 · 8 months
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More details about how the Isle kids cannot process or interpret emotions....
@tiredflowercrown tagged:
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Yes to all of these.
Ginny doesn't even know what she's feeling.
Mal was raised to be a perfect copy of her mother. But she doesn't want to be her mother, she hates her mother, but she doesn't know what else she is besides a mini-Maleficent, so she hates herself too. Anything that's close to her, she pushes away, rejects, makes them as unlike her as possible. She did it with Maddy. She did it with Uma. She would have done it with Evie, eventually, if they hadn't gone to Auradon.
The only way Jay ever earned his father's approval was through stealing. Even years later, he'll habitually steal little trinkets to gift to Lonnie without even noticing.
Evie doesn't know how to have any relationship with anyone that isn't seducing a prince.
Sammy Smee was raised in an violent environment full of anger and shouting. Even once he was on Harriet's ship, well, Harriet also gets angry, and also shouts, because she was raised in that same environment. Sammy can't understand anything that isn't like that.
Freddie and Celia don't trust anything that's for free. Everything has to be for something. Everything is in exchange for something. No one is simply "friends" with anyone, they have to be getting something out of it. It's only a matter of figuring out what, and making sure you won't be left at a disadvantage. (And it can be inferred that Freddie and Celia had one of the better childhoods on the Isle, so if this is their view on relationships, imagine everyone else's!)
Squeaky and Squirmy trust Sammy to be their provider, their teacher, their caregiver, and no one else. They don't know how to relate to anyone who isn't him. They just sort of shut down. Not with their father, who loved them but never tried to protect them, not like Sammy did. At least Sammy tried. Not with the Hook siblings, who were always getting involved in various dangerous shenanigans and who scare them, just the tiniest bit, even though they also help them and take care of them. No one but Sammy.
Dizzy....Dizzy has two examples: Anthony and Lady Tremaine. (Her mother never even pretended to love her. Her aunt was too beaten down to show it.) Anthony loves her, and everyone knows this. But Anthony was raised to be a lord on an Isle full of the dregs of society, an Isle where everyone ridicules those with pretenses to greatness. Yet his grandmother insisted, and he doesn't know how to show anything but his facade. He tells Dizzy he loves her, and he does, but he speaks coldly, strictly, harshly. He rarely, if ever, shows anger. No outbursts of emotion; hardly any emotion at all. No raising his voice. No playing games, no hugs, none of the things Dizzy would like to do. And Lady Tremaine....she really barely feels any emotion at all, not anymore. Of course she loves Dizzy, she says. She's her grandmother. What kind of grandmother wouldn't love her granddaughter? If only Dizzy would do her chores quicker, better, quieter. If only she would behave well. Then she would surely show Dizzy that she loved her, more than just saying "Of course I love you Dizzy" without even a smile and sending her off to the salon. Or so Dizzy believes, anyway. Anthony has inherited far more of his behavior and mannerisms from his grandmother than he would like to believe.
And Claudine. You see, Frollo usually does not lose his temper. He rarely shouts or rages. He prides himself on keeping perfect control on his emotions. And so Claudine doesn't associate loud noises or shouting with his anger. No, she associates frighteningly calm voices, in an even tone, with no expression, excoriating her with the harshest of words. And of course she thinks she should be hurt. Anyone who cares about her would hurt her as a punishment, so she should learn to do better. She doesn't like it, of course, but it's what has to be done, right? Right?
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ginnyrules27 · 1 month
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You know, I think I've finally figured out my issue with Ben's coronation in the first Descendants. It's the fact that he doesn't really appear like the next King, you know what I mean?
Let's take an example from another Disney coronation: Mia's in the Princess Diaries 2. You can see that she's seated in the center of the room, holding the orb and scepter as the crown is taken from Clarise's head and put onto her's. Mia's still young to rule (even if, compared to Ben, she's at least a legal adult who's graduated both high school and college and could legally drink in the US should she want to) but it's clearly established that she is the next queen.
Now take Ben's coronation. He's kneeling down in front of Fairy Godmother, his mother, and father. When was the last time you saw a king kneel? Not counting a proposal? The crown is then taken from Beast's head and put onto the still kneeling Ben, and it's obvious that unlike the crown Mia wears in her coronation, the crown does not fit Ben's head at all.
I dunno, I think if the writers had played into that more in the other movies; like if they had the reporter who called Mal 'King Ben's girlfriend from the wrong side of the bridge' talk about King Ben having to deal with uncertainty from the people that he's not just a puppet of his father or had more consequence given to Ben shouting at his dad at Cotillion or I dunno, had people ask why the former King was able to order the guards in Descendants 3, I wouldn't have an issue with it but it's clear that they didn't so why not give Ben a coronation that would have had traditions from history (and that Disney has established as traditions in their own movies)?
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My version of Anthony Tremaine!
The only grandson of Lady Tremaine and the second eldest of all of her grandchildren (this leaves many people to assume he's the favorite and they're not entirely wrong, he's just one of the few she's willing to put up with. ((the real favorite is Dizzy and he knows it)))
His father is one of Shan Yu's soldiers, who was in a committed relationship with Anastasia at first.
His father immediately disowned him and his mother the second Anastasia had announced she was pregnant, and since then, Anthony prided himself on being a Tremaine.
He doesn't know who his father is, and at this point, he tries to act like doesn't care.
He treats most of his sisters and cousins as nuisances, but you wouldn't dare disrespect any of them around him (and don't refer to them as "half-siblings" either).
He's not a fighter or warrior of sorts, so don't expect a fight (he'd more than likely lose), but he's smart and clever enough to find other ways to exact revenge.
Bisexual, he doesn't lean toward any gender in particular and doesn't really bother hiding it.
Self taught on the piano, Lady Tremaine offered lessons but neither of the two had the patience for the other.
Anthony's also a talented dancer, he learned ballroom from Lady Tremaine, and mimicked what he saw on TV (his favorite show was Dancing With The Royals).
Lady Tremaine also taught him how to sew, which is why most of his clothes are fitted perfectly for him (he started the patched leather trend).
Anthony is no stranger to makeup. He usually sticks to a natural colored lip and eyeshadow, and concealer, but he also contours his face and sticks to darker colors to make himself look older and more mature ("like a lord") for special occasions.
He's as vain, greedy, and self-centered as any other villain on the Isle, but he stays in his own lane. As long as you mind your business, he has no real problem with you.
His desire to leave the Isle rivals that of Uma's. He's usually very low-key about it though.
Anthony swears that he will regain his family's property, assets, and social standing, and he's willing to do so, no matter the cost.
Despite the Isle's unique societal norms, Harriet was the first person Anthony truly fell for and they became the first official power couple of the VKs (This would then boost his reputation with his peers, and have others throwing themselves at him, thus ruining their relationship and resulting in Harriet and Ginny's fight at Uma's birthday party).
Once he gets to Auradon, he and Chad become sworn enemies. (And it doesn't help that he and Audrey start dating soon after Maleficent's second attack at Auradon Prep)
@lilicohirukoma (because I remember you wanted to be tagged in anything I post involving him).
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tiredflowercrown · 2 months
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Hehe a Maddy fic that's lived in my brain for like 4 months. Also a bit of a different tone for a Mim, but a good one.
Maddy insisted that she couldn’t love. Insisted that she didn’t care about anyone, not even herself. Her only love was for her drugs. Yet as she stood in her lab, the door brigaded against her family. She knew she was lying to herself. Why else would she be in here for the nith time synthesizing medicines if not for Ginny.
Her long tangled hair pulled back into a ponytail was still managing to get in her way, she really needed to cut it. But afterwards, not now, not when she was so close. The formulation was almost there, almost perfect. The compound was almost complete. Just another….
Ginny.
She was right there, wrapping Maddy’s thigh. Grandmother must have gotten angry again. Her short hair still had a curtain over her eyes as she watched the cloth tighten around her. Deft fingers moving around scars and scabs. Ginny’s fingers froze when she finished causing Maddy to actually look up.
Eyes briefly meet before she shifts her eyes to her tattoo, stars peeking out of her dress. Maddy already knew every one, every placement and shape you could make out of them but it didn’t stop her from counting again. She had reached ten before Ginny squeezed her knee and truly sat beside her, bringing her back into the moment. No words passed between their lips, there were years past that being necessary.
Bandages were wrapped around Ginny’s wrist, her mother must have blood let again. Explains why she’s a touch paler than normal. She wondered if it had been her that wrapped the bandages, they typically wrapped each other's wounds, especially when they were family related. Maddy needed to find her journal, see how many days had passed, see if she had finally finished the insulin compound. Ginny could really use that.
But not right now. Not when they rarely get time alone anymore. True time alone. Not time with the constant threat of Maeve walking in or Gothel dragging her into another ritual. No. Maddy will be present with interlocked fingers and matching stars.
It becomes harder and harder to do either of those things. But with Her? It’s like nothing at all.
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Dinner at the Hooks
Part one of ??; cca 1k words.
Mostly just disaster threesome and Huma flirting, ngl. They didn’t even get to the Jolly Roger yet.
For future reference: Hook kids’ mother is a siren and she’s very much trying to kill James Hook. Everyone but James Hook knows this. Hooks might or might not have adopted Claudine Frollo, I’ve got yet to decide. Also, Uma has a godly father because if Mal can, so can Uma. (It’s not Hades.)
I hope you enjoy!
Harriet slams open the door to the Tremaine salon: Seems like she’s in luck today. Anthony’s in the corner, combing through Ginny’s wet hair. How convenient.
She lets her eyes linger on them for just a heartbeat before glaring around the salon and barking a sharp „Out!“
Anthony glares at her, all disapproving, as if to say, „Don’t kick the customers out of my salon, Harriet.“
Well, too bad. She doesn’t care for his customers at all, and she’s prepared to show him so – the mirror on the wall looks a little too uncracked for her taste.
She narrows her eyes at him. Little effect, really, except for Ginny’s intrigued expression and her hand reaching out to his, as if to stop him from arguing, at which he huffs and turns up his eyes. Excellent, fucking finally.
„I said, out,“ Harriet snarls at the customers that unwisely didn’t take their leave yet and at the Tremaines she doesn’t care about.
Just as the doors click, she stalks closer to Anthony and Ginny, and slams her hand into the chair behind her shoulder; Ginny straightens just a little bit.
„My parents are organising a dinner, a family get together,“ she says, „You’re both invited.“
She looks Anthony into the eyes – he’s crossed his arms over his chest and is still glaring, that bastard, – and then tilts up Ginny’s face with her pointer finger to get her attention more surely.
„Meet me by the Jolly Roger at eight.“
That should about do it.
„Did you really just kick out everyone out of the salon just to ask us out?“ Anthony asks with a hint of disbelief. She scoffs at him: The fact that she did exactly that doesn’t mean that she’ll admit to it, obviously.
„I’m trying to be nice here,“ she says instead, „Would you prefer it if I kidnapped you?“
„I would,“ pipes up Ginny.
„We know, Sunflower,“ sighs Anthony as he slides his hand onto her shoulder and curls his fingers in just slightly. Harriet smirks at the sight a bit.
„Come,“ she says, „At eight to the Jolly Roger, my whole family will be there.“ She herself isn’t sure if that’s a threat or not. „I’ll be waiting for you.“
She decides it probably is a threat.
She shows off her teeth in a smile before leaning down and kissing Ginny – she lets the kiss linger for once as she drags her fingertips over her jaw. Eventually, she tilts Ginny’s head back again and straightens up to face Anthony.
She steps closer and kisses him too, sliding her hand over the back of his neck. „Don’t you dare stand me up, Tremaine,“ she breathes into his lips.
„How could I, Captain?“ he asks, as he pulls back „With such convincing arguments that you give.“
She cackles, and as she walks away, she shows him the middle finger.
She hopes they come.
………
„Harry,“ Uma opens the door to his rarely-used cabin and leans on the frame. She smirks as he turns to her, make-up half-done and a gold chain dangling down his chest. „The dinner at your parents’ starts soon.“
In about quarter an hour, really, but the Hooks consider time a suggestion at best and showing up late is more fashionable, anyway.
„Thank you, love,“ he tells her, twirling the eyeliner pen in between his fingers, „Give me few moments to finish getting ready?“
The best part is, she could say no and he’d drop everything and go as he is now, just because she said it. She smirks at the thought. But:
„Of course,“ she says instead, „We want you to look your best, don’t we?“ (And if by „we“ she means mostly herself, well, who can blame her? It’s only her right.)
„Of course, Uma,“ he smirks too and saunters closer, „Thank you.“ With that, he draws her closer by the waist and kisses her lips. She sinks into the kiss for just a moment before lightly pushing him off her.
„Now, don’t get handsy, Hook.“
„My apologies, my Captain,“ he puts his hands up in mock surrender, „But I needed some of your lipstick, you see, to finish off the look.“ His eyes shine as he winks at her.
„You could’ve just asked to borrow it.“
„Mmm, but it’s more fun this way, Captain, don’t you think?“
Instead of an answer, she steps closer to him again, and, grabbing him by his shirt, brings him in for another kiss. There’s his answer.
„Good Gods, they’re at it again!“ sounds through the ship and Uma suddenly remembers she didn’t close the door. Well, too late now.
„There’s children around!“ protests Bonny from down the hall with exasperated scandalisation.
„There are none!“
„There are none yet, Captain,“ sing-songs Bonny, „Now, if you two keep at it…,“
„Bonny!“ Uma’s time to be scandalised – this is what her own medic is doing! The audacity! And meanwhile, Harry just laughs, pulling her closer to him yet.
„This ship needs thicker fucking walls,“ she mutters only for him to hear.
He laughs again: „I think our crew would pay a decent treasure for thicker walls, love.“
Too bad they live on a cast-off island, isn’t it? She pouts and crosses her arms and isn‘t all that much surprised when Harry kisses her hair and leads her to his shelf where some jewellery and trinkets lay carelessly scattered. Most of these pieces she has never seen, which means he just got it (stole it) recently – he tends to just give the jewels to her and borrow it later when he’s in the mood for anything other than his usual assembly of rings and earrings.
And really: „Paid a little visit to the Westergaards this morning,“ he says, „Most of their stuff was gaudy, but these looked passable. Anything caught your fancy, darling?“
„Hmm, I don’t know yet,“ she says, picking up a necklace and letting it fall back down in between her fingers, „I think I need to look at these first. Examine it. Go finish getting ready in the meantime.“
„As you command.“
In the end, Uma picks a new ring, a bracelet and a decorative comb that Harry weaves into her hair immediately; sure, they might have left five minutes after the dinner was supposed to start, but their entrance is going to be showstopping.
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cleverqueencommander · 3 months
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VKs x Flowers
Harriet
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Anthony
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Diego
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Claudine and Ginny
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Pick your fave
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