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hannahhook7744 · 2 years

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Meet Hannah Artemis Hook;

Fc: Maia Mitchell.

Fic Title: The Marvelous Misadventures of Hannah Hook.

Nickname(s): Bam-Bam, Scream Queen, Hook, Slimeball, Snot ball, Batty, Sailor Mouth, Mouthy, Human Disaster, The Jack of All trades, Clumsy, The Messenger, The Chameleon, Nightmare Queen, Butterfingers, Glowy Pyshco, Moody, Dreamer, Dream Queen, The Fairy Child, Brownie, Shortie, Han, H, Hannie, Little H, Chatty, Heartbreaker, Sweet Tooth, Angel of Vengence, Slime, Slimeypirate, Slimey, Moonflower (only by Gothel), Hannahabelle, Wild Card, and Hannah Banana (used only by people who wanna catch these hands).

Sexuality: Unknown.

Pronouns: She/her.

Birthday: December 2nd at 8:00 pm.

Height: 5"4 ½.

Hair Color: Brown with a White and Teal streak.

Eye Color: Brown.

Place of Birth: Isle of the Lost.

Hobbies: Writing, Storytelling, role playing, gaming, drawing, listening to music, reading, and swimming.

Likes: Exploring, magic, road trips, sailing, her old doll, her baby blanket, sword fighting, hanging on rooftops, food, pranks, fire, and building traps.

Dislikes: Spiders, bugs, rats, Ignorance, needles, how clumsy she is, songs with no lyrics, long sleeves on shirts, heights, bullies, being picked on, the dark, being alone, being abandoned, and losing her friends.

Favorite musicians: Cavetown, Taylor Swift, Eminem, Melanie Martinez, The Dragonslayers, etc.

Physical Quirks/Scars: Very short nails (from biting them), sideways anchor tattoo on her right knee, small dot scars all over her left hand, healed cuts on her feet, and 6 tattoos. (A skull and crossbones with a sword running through it on her wrist with the words 'Family doesn't end in blood' surrounding it. A hooked cane on her left shoulder. A small winged hook on her right shoulder. A crocodile and flower compass on her left shoulder blade. A rope and sword on her right one. And she small skulls on her other wrist. One on fire, one with a black cat on it's head, and one with a hook necklace on it's head).

Family: Hugo (stepdad), Varian (Bio Dad/Donator), Cassandra (Bio Mom), Andrew (step dad), Captain Hook (Adoptive Dad), Zarina (Adoptive Mom), Mama Hook ( adoptive grandma), mother gothel (disowned grandma), Ulla (grandmother), Davy Jones (Adoptive grandfather), Captain of the guards (Adoptive grandfather), Ginny Gothel (Adoptive sister/bio aunt), Mason and Glenn Gothel (bio uncles), Harriet and Cj Hook (Adoptive sisters), Harry Hook (Adoptive Brother), Peter Pan (Possible Adoptive Brother), etc.

Honorary Family: Hades, Persphone, The Fitzherberts, Yong, Nuru, and The Stabbington brothers.

Friends: Chad Charming, Audrey Rose, Bobby Hood, and her crew.

Pets: Icarus (Owl) and Midas (Racoon).

Love Inserest: Prince Haul Ryder Bjorgman.

Optimistic or Pessimistic: Optimistic.

Introvert or Extrovert: Niether. She's an ambivert.

Occupation: High school student and pirate captain.

Extracurriculars: Art Club, Creative Writing Club, School News Paper, and Archery.

Favorite Animal: Frogs.

Favorite Color: Red, Black, and Gold.

Favorite Book: 'A Light In The Attic' by Shel Silverstein.

Favorite Food: Spicy chicken sandwiches.

Favorite Drink: Sam's Cola.

Favorite Movie/TV Show: Fear Street Trilogy and Batman Beyond.

Background: Once upon a time, Cassandra wanted a kid but her on again off again boyfriend, Andrew, wasn't available to have kids so they used Varian (this is when he was around (30) as a donor and Hannah was the result. For the first few months of her life, she was passed between her four parents (Cassandra and Andrew: Hugo and Varian) until Gothel murdered her bio parents. She was found by Captain Hook who along with his wife, Zarina, adopted her. Thus how she became Hannah Hook. She eventually went on to become a pirate captain after winning her ship in a poker game at 6. She is every bit her parents' child. All of them. In one. Even though she doesn't know it.

~~~~Playlist~~~~

"Family" by Mother Mother.

"The Mutineer" by JT Music.

"I'll Be Good" by Jaymes Young.

"Adventure Is Out There" by AJR.

"She's a rebel" by Green Day.

"Control" by Hasley.

"Everyday Superhero" by Smash Mouth.

Please don't be mean. Varian and Cassandra weren't romantically involved-- their relationship is strictly platonic. Varian was just a donar and they both were nearly 40 when Hannah was born. So please don't leave any mean comments.

Inspired by @thecaptainsgingersnap and @theinnerworkingsofoc .

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incorrectneverland · 6 days

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I have so many questions about the au is you don’t mind:

How old is Peter? How did hook meet tinkerbell, did zarina ask her to watch Peter because she trusted her? What kind of relationship does Peter have with hook or for that matter zarina? Do they ever go in hate dates or have hate hookups (pun not intended)?

I think this au is really cool and am a sucker for Peter Pan stuff, this blog is quickly becoming my favorite. Please go into as much detail as you feel comfortable!

Oooooh fun!

Peter is eleven

Hook met Tinkerbell after posting an add for babysitters and Tinkerbell heard about Peter from Zarina.

Zarina didn't ask her but Tinkerbell figured it was the right thing to do since from what she's seen of Hook, Peter needs somebody looking out for him.

Peter and Hook have a strained relationship, Hook didn't want Peter (he only got custody of Peter slandering Zarina in the courtroom for the sake of getting more in the divorce) Peter still has fun calling Hook "Codfish" and basically never calls him dad, at best he's getting is a first name basis. Peter is still a rebellious lil guy but he doesn't start being happy until Tinkerbell enters and actually tries to form a connection. They have moments, Hook is trying he's just VERY stubborn and has a short fuse which is not a good combo for a parent. Hence why Tinkerbell does most of the parenting.

Zarina has some lingering guilt Peter has to live with Hook but beyond that they don't really talk and Peter knows he wasn't exactly planned so doesn't really believe Zarina feels anything for him at all. He views Tinkerbell as his mom more than Zarina. Zarina always focused more on her work than Peter (not intentionally but as a result they never really formed a solid relationship foundation and don't know how to feel about each other)

I'd say the suburban au Hookdust relationship does have hate dates although they look at it more as "catching up" or "making sure they're not planning anything" or "discussing child support" and nine times out of ten they end up getting drunk reminiscing about the past and flirting.

... maybe? Haven't really thought about it. They definitely kiss tho now that you ask they probably do on rare occasions, but I'd imagine afterwards they keep that shit under lock and key. It takes a while for anyone beyond them to realize because even they are very keen on not bringing it up ever.

And as for Hook and Tinkerbells relationship it is super super professional on Hooks end, very very awkward on Tikerbells end. He still calls her "Miss bell" and tries his best to be polite but he's not sure how to really deal with Tinkerbells sass and jabbing at his obvious shitty parenting. Tinkerbell regularly sarcastically asks him about the stick up his ass and is very frustrated at Hooks old man not understanding kids are people-ness.

#ask #suburban Hookdust au #captain hook #peter pan #zarina #tinkerbell #the pirate fairy #tw alcohol mention

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lil-oreo-crumbles · 1 month

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Wanna talk about Mylanie?

I always want to talk about Septarsis and Mewni’s best mom💚

Disclaimer: I won’t be talking about hardly anything that Toffee himself doesn’t know. There’s a lot more I can say but I’d rather y’all find out with him her tavern full of secrets

⊹ ੈ♡ — — — — — — — — — — — ₊˚ ‧₊ ๑ ˎˊ˗

Did not grow up in or near Septarsis at all, but not much is known about her early life besides that

She spent most of her teenage years traveling around Mewni and discovering new places. While she was usually independent, she did have a few tagalongs who travelled with her. She’s one of the few individuals who have ever seen every single corner of the dimension. (Yes I absolutely mean the Underworld, The Cloud Kingdom, and the Kingdom of the Waterfolk when I say this. No stone unturned). She got integrated in a lot of culture and so her own sense of culture is incredibly diverse and mixed. She’s got her own thing going on.

During her travels she was introduced to the concept of Septarian “immortality”. Not knowing much about her species at all— only that she ages significantly slow compared to everyone around her and has the ability to regenerate— she totally believed it hook, line, and sinker. (Zarina and Seth had to tell her it was bogus and it was a lie the species kept up as a war strategy. Safe to say Mylanie was thoroughly disappointed 💀)

Ambrose is not her given last name. She changed it herself. It’s partially due to the immortal rumor, but not entirely.

She absolutely has had folksongs written about her due to her travels and reputation as she travelled

Didn’t see Septarsis until she was a teenager first hand, though it was during its dark ages. The Septarian warrior who took her there was her most loyal companion on her journey before they both parted ways. They didn’t meet again until Mylanie had moved to Septarsis permanently and had already joined the Septarian High Council/became friends with Seth and Zarina.

Mylanie met one of her best friends a long time ago, an individual named Koda, and they have long since passed away. That’s all her son knows.

Moved to Septarsis after hearing about the triumphant takedown of the dictator and the instating of an actual society under Seth, who she had already heard folkstories about during her travels

Joined the Septarian High Council to promote her peace agenda. As someone who is so deeply intimate with all of Mewni, she is so strongly against war and all of the fighting that’s gone hot and cold since her hatching.

Has a solid heart of gold. She’s inherently trusting, gentle, kind, loving, affectionate, and the absolute sweetest ball of pure joy and enthusiasm. But mark my words, she is not stupid, naive, or otherwise uneducated. In fact, her love for books, literature, and learning is one of her defining traits. She knows full well how hard peace is going to be to achieve, and she knows it all depends on the right queen and dismantling the system is going to take a long time, but to her the end result is worth it.

We all know this already, but it might as well be emphasized further, she and Seth are just friends and she’s so annoyed by his courting bs

If there’s one thing Mylanie slipped out about her son’s other parent, it’s that the name Torrence was their choosing. She didn’t name her son herself, the name was their idea.

Does it even need to be said that she loves her son to the ends of the earth and would do anything to protect him?

Instilled in her son a love of reading and learning. Prioritized teaching him to train his mind and be an intellectual rather than relying on brute strength. That lesson has stuck with him through his whole life.

Loves and adores children in general. She’s known for having kids following her around and excitedly talking to her. She’s a kid magnet and loves every second of it. The parents on the other hand are less than appreciative that she’s sneaking these kids candy💀

Despite all my talk about how sweet and kind she is, she’s an aggressive debater. Once you get her started she can get so feisty and hot tempered. It kind of intimidates anyone who only sees her as a blissful optimist. She can get fired up and passionate, especially during debates and defensive and confrontational when anyone dares to hurt (physically or emotionally) her sweet baby.

Loves flowers. Loves collecting flowers. Loves making flower crowns and leaf crowns. She just really really really loves flowers and nature stuff. You’ll never catch her without a flower or flower crown in her hair. Even decorates her son’s hair with flowers. Flowers are her thing.

The oddball of Septarsis. While she has a group of people backing up her peace agenda, it doesn’t stop the populous from thinking she’s just a wee bit funny. There’s a reason why I said she was very Bellecore, I literally cannot listen to that opening song without envisioning an animatic of Mylanie. Specifically the opening song.

Extremely physically affectionate. Definitely a hugger. She expresses her love through physical touch— which counteracts her son. He’s incredibly shy and reserved and prefers to keep physical affection private.

When the Solaria situation happened, it was the biggest shakeup of her entire life. It completely challenged her worldview and made her look completely and totally foolish and stupid for her peace advocacy she’d worked tirelessly to try and prove was possible. It devastated her.

Went against all of her beliefs and joined the fight against Solaria, placing her son in the trust of Seth and Zarina. She visited whenever she could but overall missed five years of his life.

Mylanie had a specialized locket made just in case anything were to happen to her so her son would have something to always remember her by. Speaking of…

She uh… She died. She’s dead. No takesbacks. No fakeout. She dead dead. She long gone. Whoopsies?

She’s really just… kind of a Disney Princess… honestly… which is kind of silly… considering her son is a canonical Disney Villain (regardless of his nuance and such and.. yk)

I fully acknowledge how different she is from her son, especially what he eventually became, but trust me… there’s a lot y’all don’t know about her yet. This is only what he knows. She didn’t get to tell him half of what she wanted to tell him because he was so young when she died.

Picture of Mylanie in his locket:

Random doodles (ft. Battle Attire):

(I DIDNT HAVE A REFERENCE FOR THE SICKLE WHEN I DREW IT LAST YEAR DON’T HATE ME 😭😭 I know how to draw it I swear.)

#svtfoe #star vs the forces of evil #septarsis dragonfly au #mylanie ambrose of septarsis #toffee of septarsis #ask #and the mom of the year award goes to…#there’s sm about her I haven’t shared yet #but I hope this will suffice #toffs got the sickle from her teehee

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tiredflowercrown · 9 months

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Harriet Hook

Here's the start of Descendants Characters as DnD

It's kinda a long post, so cut for efficiency

Ancestry: Half Wood Elf

While there is a Fairy in dnd, I went with Half Elf as a way to back track into being Half pixie (because I whole love Zarina being all three of the Hooks mom). And Wood because its the best connection to Neverland

Class: Samurai Fighter with a Dueling fighting style

I chose Fighter because unlike her siblings I feel Harriet isn't trying to hide or subterfuge her enemies. She has too much on her plate to dedicate that space of mind on nobodies.

The term Samurai for this class is a bit of a misnomer. The class breaks down to I gonna win or die trying, which is very suiting for Harriet.

Main Ability Score: Dexterity with some leanings on Strength

When creating Fighters, You have to make a choice between being Dexterity based or Strength based. While Harriet is strong, I feel that she values being fast and not getting hit than brute forcing her way through. (Not that she particularly cares if she gets hurt)

Skill Proficiencys: Survival, Perception, History, Insight, Intimidation, Athletics

The mix of background, ancestry, and class allows for quite a few proficiencys, these are the ones that suit her super well

Survival, Intimidation, and Athletics: These are shoo-ins for most VKs, especially the older and gang leaders of the Isle

Perception, History, and Insight: I feel that these come from having Captain Hook as a father. On his good days, he would teach history and the classics because he graduated from Eton, he refuses to have his kids be idiots. On his bad days, they would have to tell if he would fly off the handle or not. If he can even realize reality from memories.

Background: Pirate

Duh, She's a pirate.

There is a lot of background that delve into the sea and sailing, which we'll see in some of the other dock dwellers and wharf rats

Feats: Fey Touched and Resilient

Fey Touched: This is a feat that gives the character 2 spells, one of which has to be Misty Step which allows the person to teleport a short distance away, and a first level spell from ether divination or enchanting. The other spell I chose for her is Command, which forces the target to follow the command if they fail to fight it off, which suits Harriet's shear force of reputation.

My reasoning for this is its as close to flying or pixie dust that the Hook siblings can get. (If they use it is a different story)

Resilient: This feat just makes a character a little sturdier.

Weapons: Rapier and Shortsword

Swords are the classic pirate weapons. A rapier is a little more swishy while a short sword is a more sturdy option that however packs a little less punch.

Armor: Studded Leather

If anyone wants me to better explain any of these concepts or has any alternate ideas, feel free to ask.

It's a free moving armor that still protects her.

Also if any one has ideas or concepts for other characters, I'm all ears! I have a lot of the mains figured out, but I am having trouble with AKs and Anthony. So anything even if it's a personality trait is welcome

#disney descendants #harriet hook #dnd character #dnd concept

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red-doll-face · 3 years

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I just found your blog and I LOVE IT.

If I might ask: What’s your saddest dbd headcanons (killers or survivors)

Call me crazy, but I must know! ❤️

Ohh this one was a good one but it hurt me so badddd, ahhh. I’m glad to share , I have some bad dbd brain rot lmaooo I didn’t do every character so I hope these are ok 🥺 these are a bit long too

Sad Dead by Daylight Hcs

Claudette Morel:

Claudette is one of the criers. Probably cries while getting mori’d and can't help the tears during the really bad matches. Her pain tolerance isn’t very high, hence the willingness to waste time healing herself if it means she can stop being in so much pain.

Meg Thomas:

Spends time alone thinking about her past life. Her mother is a subject that makes her really frustrated. People mentioning their moms makes her a little standoffish. Wishes she had a chance to say goodbye in some way.

Ace Visconti:

Ace doesn't have much family to even miss him. He wonders if they noticed he’s gone or hasn’t come back. Maybe they think he hit big bucks and left them behind. Ace is stuck really. Even if he were to go back, he’d be dead or working off his debt.

Feng Min:

Gets super mad when she loses, it makes her so angry that she doesn’t control the trials. She blames other people for her losses but actually is very critical of herself. Casts the blame on others so she doesn't have to face her own mistakes.

David King:

All of his perks are about putting his ass on the line for his teammates yet everyone seems to think he’s selfish and a dumb brute. David doesn't know what to do to be more approachable; genuinely wants to be seen as a friend.

Laurie Strode:

Laurie never got the chance to mourn her friends. She thought she won. Finding out she’ll never truly escape Michael or be able to forget him makes her so mad. When she gets Michael in trials she makes sure the glass in her pocket is extra jagged and serrated.

Jane Romero:

Jane only wanted recognition and acknowledgement. Everything she's worked so hard for feels like a waste for her now. She should have spent more time on herself or with her father. Jane feels like she has no purpose anymore besides running and screaming for the enjoyment of the entity.

Yui Kimura:

Yui can’t stand the Clown or the Stealth Killers. Reminds her of bad memories. When she loses against killers like ghostface, she is especially angry.Her fighting spirit can’t help her actually get back at them.

Zarina Kassir:

Spent so much time fighting inequality only to spend the rest of her life where the odds are never in favor of the survivors. Where the oppressed are destined to lose. Each one of the people is subjugated, both killer and survivor and there's nothing she can do to free them.

Cheryl Mason:

She's been through literal hell and back just to end up in a weird recurring nightmare. At least Silent Hill had an escape. She's killed a god and somehow someone her size with a boxcutter can kill her? Huh.

Élodie Rakoto:

Feels guilty over the loss of her parents and feels extremely disillusioned by this realm. It's so much more boring than she thought it would be. All of her searching and traveling was not worth this shithole.

Steve Harrington:

Steve, though 18, is very much still a kid. Steve is naive about certain things and his optimism gets chipped away at a lot. Wasn’t too enthusiastic at having to care or look after Dustin and his friends but misses having people to protect.

Jeff Johannson:

Someone who definitely ends up taking hooks for people and ends up dying. Has a reputation among the killers as a survivor who is easy to leverage during the endgame because he will try for that save.

Kate Denson:

Feels very lucky to even have her guitar. The other survivors didn't get to bring many things with them. Makes her feel a little bad when she Often feels too worn out and exhausted by the trials to play it.

Quentin Smith:

Unfortunately stuck in pseudo-hell with his abuser. Gets really anxious against Freddy. Leans on his fellow survivors. Will sometimes accidentally bring Freddy to others in an attempt to get Freddy the hell away for him.

Evan ‘The Trapper’ Macmillan:

Actually has tried on numerous occasions to remove the metal rods and shrapnel embedded in his skin. It hurts like hell and just when he thinks he’s got it, he loses grip. These attempts never work.

Philip ‘The Wraith’ Ojomo:

When he’s alone, Philip will try and talk to himself. His vocal cords are warped, his voice a scratchy growl and garbled gurgle. He remembers what he used to sound like but he tries talking less and less.

Max ‘The Hillbilly’ Thompson Jr.:

Besides being named after someone who locked him away for most of his life? Max has to rest a lot between trials. The constant movement puts strain on him and causes him dull pain. His back causes him a lot of grief. The Entity is barely merciful.

Michael ‘The Shape’ Myers:

Meant to be forgotten by everyone who ever knew of him and he knows it. Loomis, after deciding that Michael couldn't be ‘fixed’ just hoped that the system would swallow him. If it weren't for the entity, Michael knows he'd either be dead or caught and back with Loomis.

Bubba ‘The Cannibal’ Sawyer:

Used to be one of the nicer killers to go against and might have been sweet to certain survivors who deserved kindness. But the Entity punished him for it. Bubba isn't very nice anymore. Probably a little meaner to avoid being in trouble again.

Amanda ‘The Pig’ Young:

Another one down to give second chances, much like the second chance she saw in John Kramer. Doesn’t do this a lot however, therefore escaping the ire of the Entity. She’s spent a lifetime hurting others emotionally and physically. Now, she’ll spend an eternity.

Rin ‘The Spirit’ Yamaoka:

The pain and anguish is so heavy but time is no cure in a place where time is nonexistent. No happiness to replace her rage. Especially in a place where her anger is a weapon for a greater power. Also has tried to pull the glass out of her skin and press her limbs back together. Can’t stand to see herself in the mirror.

Adiris ‘The Plague’:

Her body is always on the precipice of falling apart. Her skin rots; her flesh aches and feels like it will tear away at any moment. She is immortalized yet so close to death. Her body hurts so much but she has a purpose to serve. (makes me even sadder bc jannneeeee my mainnnnn😔)

Kazan ‘The Oni’ Yamaoka:

Misses his son. Never got to see him grow up, considering he;s already met his descendant. Proud from a distance because that's all he can be. The beginning of something so angry that it passes down his family line.

Caleb ‘The Deathslinger’ Quinn

During his life, was under the control of people who made him work for their gain who used him. The Entity emphasizes the killers as a position of power but Caleb does much of the same here. Works and works. Never for himself.

Pyramid Head ‘The Executioner’:

His existence has always included pain. He’s not quite sure what it’s like without it. He’s made several efforts to take the pyramid off. It pulls painfully at his neck. Makes awful groaning noises and roars.

Ji-Woon ‘The Trickster’ Hak:

Has never been much more than entertainment for other people since he was a child. Never expected to be much more. To the point that now, if he doesn't feel impressive in some way, he feels incomplete. The entity is his way to really indulge his ‘true artistry’.

Yun-Jin Lee:

A bit selfish when it comes to surviving. A few people around the campfire dont like her for that reason. Some of the meaner people will even leave her behind because they remember all of the times Yun-Jin might have done something similar.

Thanks for reading!!! I’m sorry I don’t post often but I have Shit ton of hw and I recently started a new project sooo ya know 💖💖💖

#dbd #dbd x reader #dead by daylight #michael myers #slasher x reader #dbd the shape #dbd killers #dbd survivor #red writes

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hiccanna-tidbits · 3 years

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this is a genuine, curious question! what's appealing 2 u about jackunzel :^] ??

Sure, I can talk about why I ship Jackunzel!!!

@gryffindorkxdraws has some posts about why she likes Jackunzel here, here, and here, so those are a pretty good rundown of reasons to supplement mine. But I’ll make a list of my own!

Why Jackunzel Owns My Entire Soul: An Essay in Disorganized Bullet Points ~I dig the sun/moon symbolism! Like Jack was chosen by the moon and Rapunzel has the powers of the sun. It’s such a nice contrast, and it also lends itself really well to star-crossed lover-type fantasy/fairy tale AUs (which I am ALWAYS a sucker for!) ~From what little we know about Jack’s preference in girls (i.e. the slight crush he seemed to have on Tooth), Rapunzel seems like EXACTLY his type--bubbly, energetic, optimistic girls with a bit of a maternal streak. I think even the RotG director confirmed Punz is the kind of girl Jack would like! ~Jack also absolutely seems like Punzel’s type--if Flynn/Eugene is anything to go by, she’s kind of into sarcastic troublemakers with a hidden soft side XD And she also seems to like guys who are good with kids, if Eugene reading “The Adventures of Flynnigan Rider” to the younger kids at the orphanage is anything to go by! ~They both seem to be naturally pretty social people who suffered a lot from being isolated for a really long time--Jack had it worse, obviously (300 years--OUCH), but it was rough on Punz as well, growing up for 18 years with no one for company but Mother Gothel and Pascal. Jack, spending all that time with no one able to see him and only the guardians (who weren’t even really his friends from much of that time) for company, would understand that pain a lot. I feel like they’d be able to connect on a really deep and intimate level about the pain they felt at being isolated for so long, and this would give them a really strong bond that I can easily see turning into something romantic. ~They’re both just such genuinely lively and fun-loving people, and I can imagine them having a ton of fun together and just genuinely really enjoying spending time together. Like imagine the snowball fights!!! The ice-skating!!! The sledding!!! Chasing each other through the forest!!! Jack grabbing onto Punz and her wrapping her hair around a tree and swinging them around Tarzan-style!!! Like literally the entire scene where Punzel leaves her tower for the first time and is goofing off and doing Silly Shit for like an hour straight??? Like man...if Jack was there, they’d have the TIME OF THEIR LIVES together. Idk I just really love couples who I think would have a lot of fun together, it’s so pure <3 ~They’re both so loving!!! Like Rapunzel goes out of her way to be supportive to an entire tavernful of terrifying “ruffians and thugs” because they have dreams, and she’s so sweet to Flynn/Eugene no matter how many times he snarks at her and tries to alienate her!!! And Jack loves loves LOVES entertaining kids, and it genuinely makes him so happy to give them snow days :3 I just feel like they’d shower each other with love, and it’s honestly no less than they both deserve!!! ~Rapunzel especially is such an affectionate person, and I can see her doing just absolutely everything in her power to make Jack feel as seen and as loved as possible after 300 years of being alone. And god, does he NEED it, too. Like no way is this boy NOT touch-starved, and with some MAJOR self-esteem issues (although he’s good at hiding them). Rapunzel would do absolutely everything in her power to build him up and make him feel wanted and validated--and since it’s in her nature to do so, it would never feel like a burden or an effort for her. And she’d love him so much that hyping him up just comes naturally! She’s just got the kind of nurturing personality that someone as affection-starved as Jack really needs, and I think she could help him feel safe, comfortable, and loved in a way a lot of people couldn’t. ~For all the fun they’d have together, I also feel like Jack needs someone to ground him a bit and provide the Brain Cell to perhaps reign in that Unchecked Chaotic Energy of his sometimes XD Rapunzel certainly has a smart and rational side--I mean, she charted STARS as a teenager!!! She figured out how to get this stranger she captured to take her into the kingdom to see the lanterns!!! Girl can be spontaneous and goofy, sure, but she’s got smarts and kind of a mature streak that I think mesh with Jack really well. He’d never feel like she was a wet blanket stifling his fun, but she’d also have a sense of when to transition away from goofing off and focus on responsibilities (princess and guardian responsibilities in this case, I suppose?) ~On the flipside, I don’t see Rapunzel as being someone annoyed or irritated by Jack’s antics. She might like...gently scold him if he takes a prank too far, but she never finds his shenanigans to be grating and tiresome the way other people might. Rather, I think she’d be endlessly entertained by him. Like in his memory reel when he’s dicking around pretending to be a deer, she’d get a kick out of that! Jack would always be trying to make her laugh and make her smile, and Punz would love that so much about him! ~They’re both searching for a deeper meaning and a deeper sense of purpose in their lives. Rapunzel entertains herself with hobbies, but doesn’t feel like her life has really “begun” and is desperate to find out if her hunch is right and the floating lights really ARE meant for her. Jack has no idea why he was chosen by the moon or what he’s meant to do, and he’s determined to find out so he can finally have a sense of purpose. Rapunzel clearly wants a sense of purpose too, since she wants to do more with her life than pass the time with hobbies. I can definitely see them bonding over this! ~They’re both just so adventurous, and love to explore! Rapunzel is curious, and loves to read and learn, and she wants more than anything else to see the world and all it has to offer. Jack loves adventuring and flying around the globe spreading winter and fun, and he could show Punz everything she ever wanted to see. A perfect match, honestly! ~Aesthetically I LOVE the similarities!!! Like they both like to go barefoot, kinda showing their free-spirited natures. And I love how they’re both naturally brunette, but had their hair turned a different color by magic. It’s a little thing, but I think it’s a really neat parallel and it helps cement me thinking they really ARE perfect for each other in every little way! Haha XD AND they both have small green companions, and as of Ralph Breaks The Internet, they’re hoodie buddies as well!!! Not that surface-level parallels like that are actually that significant BUT I just think they’re neat XD ~While I am fond of Flynnzel/Eugenzel (still my favorite canon Disney couple!), finding out their age gap is around 8 years admittedly made me a bit uncomfy and just pushed me further into loving Jackunzel as an alternative option. I still really love Eugene as a character and adore his and Punzel’s dynamic, but these days I prefer their relationship as more of a big bro/little sis type thing. Jack I think is the best match for Rapunzel romantically, and Eugene I prefer with Elsa--or poooossibly Tooth, Astrid, or Zarina, if I read a fic that sells the pairing well enough! ~On a related note, I was into Jack x Tooth the first time I watched RotG, but after discovering Jackunzel, there was no going back--I was hooked! Rewatching the movie, Tooth strikes me more as a mom figure/”fun aunt” for Jack, and I actually prefer her with Bunnymund (I am WEAK for “the grumpy one is soft for the sunshine one” lmao)

Well, I think that just about covers it!!! I’ll add more reasons if I think of them! Thank you for the ask, and I’m always happy to answer more ship asks about CGI crossover pairings :3

Also @ the anon who asked for Jackunzel headcanons--fear not, I shall provide them!!! I just wanna make a complete list and accumulate all the ones from my various fics so it’s gonna take a while XD

#jackunzel #jack x rapunzel #rapunzel x jack #jackxrapunzel #rapunzelxjack #jack frost #rapunzel #rotbtd #rise of the brave tangled dragons #the big four #rise of the guardians #tangled #crossover #my askbox

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theamityelf · 4 years

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VKs’ Other Parents

(I was content with just assuming everyone’s other parent was just a random henchman or regular human villain, but D3 made parentage matter, so I guess let’s do this.)

Mal: Daughter of Maleficent and Hades.

Sure. Fine.

Headcanon that I mention in Necronaissance: Mal can eat ambrosia, but it tastes disgusting to her.

Evie: Daughter of the Evil Queen and the Horned King.

He’s a king, and Grimhilde loves a man with a royal title. Her rationale was that him not having a face meant that he wouldn’t contribute any ugliness, somehow not thinking of the fact that maybe he had once had a face or maybe the lack of a face could be passed on. But it worked out for her.

(Another option is Hans, for similar reasons; royal title, but this time with handsomeness. Idk, I just think he would be too uppity to agree to it.)

Evie never met her dad, but she knows who he is. If she ever ended up in a situation where there were living skeletons nearby, they would bow to her, which would come as a surprise to Mal. But Hades strikes more fear into the living than the dead; the dead tend to serve either the Horned King or Chernabog or someone of the sort.

Carlos: Son of Cruella de Vil and Robert Callaghan (the villain from Big Hero 6; saved you a Google)

Gonna be honest, it’s just because he likes science.

Callaghan loves his son as much as he loved his daughter, but he died pretty early on the Isle. He didn’t have time to make robots to protect himself before he was attacked by someone who wanted the resources he was saving for himself.

Carlos meets Abigail, Callaghan’s daughter, after leaving the Isle; she falls into the big sister role readily and loves to encourage his nerdiness and give him advice.

Jay: Son of Jafar and Anastasia Tremaine.

Listen, I struggled with this one, because while I wanted his mom to be someone magical, I also need him not to be related to anyone he’s shipped with and there are only so few female villains. (I feel like that witch lady from the Mulan reboot, which I haven’t seen but I’ve heard about, would be a better fit for my criteria, but I really don’t want to make the Mulan reboot canon to Descendants.) The Tremaines aren’t white in Descendants canon, and them being of noble birth would appeal to Jafar.

Jay doesn’t know his mom is a Tremaine. He’s stolen from them so many times!

Uma: Daughter of Ursula and Chernabog.

I’ve gone into detail about this in Necronaissance already, but yeah. I stand by most of it.

Long story short, Chernabog saw everybody on the Isle getting busy, knew Ursula was one of the few who could handle him, and this led to Uma happening. Diverging from Necronaissance, though, I’m gonna say that Uma does know that her dad is Chernabog. Whenever he feels like talking to her, to see how she’s grown and stuff, he sends one of his followers/worshippers to fetch her from Ursula’s (or from the ship). This always happens at night, and Harry always walks with her but waits outside the cave while she talks to her dad.

Chernabog is more invested in her wellbeing than Ursula seems to be, but he’s not very good emotional support, because he always advocates for her to be “strong” and is proudest of her when she demonstrates strength as a leader.

Uma can eat ambrosia. It tastes great, compared to Isle food, but only fine compared to Auradon food.

Harry: Son of Captain Hook and Zarina.

I haven’t even seen the pirate fairy movie, but I get the gist that Zarina is a pirate fairy who was seduced by Captain Hook, and that seems like a prime candidate for one of the Hook siblings’ mom. I’ve read enough good fanfic on the subject to relent that it works for me. (There’s one where the backstory is that CJ said there’s no such thing as fairies and accidentally killed Harry’s mom when she was just a little kid, and the angst there is just Galaxy Brain.) Harry can speak the language of the fairies if he wants to, but it mostly comes out by accident, when he’s swearing. So, if he’s mad, you’ll hear a mix of English, Scottish Gaelic, and...bells. (He can also release small amounts of pixie dust, but you don’t want to know from where. I’m kidding. Gosh, that’s gross.)

(Another option is Madame Mim, because the way Harry acts could be her influence, but I can’t see her bedding someone as normal as a pirate captain; she’d definitely go more for Oogie Boogie, etc. I’d have made his mom Sarah Sanderson, but...)

Gil: Son of Gaston and Sarah Sanderson.

She would absolutely be the type for Gaston. I feel like both Sarah and Gaston really get around. When he discovered first-hand that she likes to torture her lovers, Gaston swore that he would never see her again, but that was a lie; he went back several times.

Gil was raised primarily by his dad, but he still goes to visit his mom every now and then. (It used to freak people out, how he casually strolled into her house, since every kid whose parents cared about their wellbeing even a little was warned not to follow the lilting song into the witch’s home.) She dotes on him and shows him whatever weird, creepy stuff she’s been up to. (She might excitedly say, “Gil! Look at this!” and then just hold up the severed leg of a frog.) Gil’s sweetness and his fairly go-with-the-flow personality serve him well, there. He loves his mom, and he’s the most affectionate of her kids, so he’s her favorite even if he’s his dad’s least favorite.

He’s also pretty cool with his aunts. Sure, Aunt Winnie can be grumpy and Aunt Mary once tried to cook him, but they tell really funny stories. It’s chill.

Freddie: Daughter of Dr. Facilier and Ursula.

Yeah, you knew the resemblance had to be addressed.

It was just a one-night stand, and Facilier had to keep Freddie because even as early as her birth, it was clear she would favor shadow magic over sea magic. He really didn’t want a kid, but he went with it. He never abused or neglected her physically, and he was always polite to her, but there was definite emotional neglect going on. (It’s canon from Wicked World; my hands are tied.) She didn’t mind her polite but distant relationship with her dad, until Celia was born and she saw how fatherly he could be. That stung, deep down, but she preferred to just joke about it.

She never spoke to Ursula and barely spoke to Uma; the obviousness of their resemblance made them uncomfortable. They did have a few awkward sisterly interactions, though; if either was in a position to do the other a solid and it wouldn’t cost them anything, they’d do it.

Freddie can eat ambrosia. It doesn’t taste like anything.

Celia: Daughter of Dr. Facilier and one of the Fates.

I mean, she is a fortune teller. No canon evidence indicates that she can actually see the future, but I’m saying she can, anyway, because I want to. Her skill with the cards comes from her dad, but her future sight comes from her mom.

Dr. Facilier’s got mad game with the magical ladies. The Fates aren’t consigned to the Isle, but they come and go as they please, and Facilier is always one to seek out opportunities where they can be found. While everyone else was fleeing and whispering to each other, frightened at the appearance of these primordial beings, Facilier had the wherewithal to seduce one of them and ask if she can get him off the Isle. Instead, she birthed his favorite daughter and said that she was the key to his freedom.

Celia never met her mom, but Facilier straightforwardly told her who it was when she asked. She can also eat ambrosia; it tastes great.

Dizzy: Daughter of Drizella Tremaine and Gaston.

Again, Gaston really gets around. He doesn’t care to parent his daughters, though; he’ll check in when he feels like it, but that’s very rarely. It used to hurt Dizzy’s feelings, so Drizella tried to buy her happiness by giving her new fabrics and crafting supplies, and Lady Tremaine sternly assured her that the Tremaine name was far more prestigious than “Legume”.

(Any additional thoughts or questions, feel free to tell/ask me.)

#disney descendants #mal bertha #evie grimhilde #carlos de vil #jay jafar #uma daughter of ursula #harry hook #gil legume #freddie facilier #celia facilier #dizzy tremaine

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itwillbeall-dwight · 4 years

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sonata no. 4

kate denson/yui kimura; fluff; love confessions; music performances; 3085 words

a/n: bro i love country roads so much do you Know how much i do. do you know.

i’ve been sitting on this one for a while, i’ve been kinda nervous to post it because this isn’t something i relate to as a trans mlm. but i think i did a good job! they deserve so much happiness. also this is a call for kate to please call me god ma’am you are So pretty.

likes < reblogs, any comments in the tags are appreciated

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Preview: “Well, uh… any requests?” She seemed almost sheepish now that she sat there, self-conscious that the old thing was oddly silent. Yui leaned against the top of the piano, folding her arms atop it and resting her chin on them. “Go wild. Beside you singin’, I’ve never… heard your music.” “You’re not missin’ much.” “I’m sure I am.” She looked up with a soft smile, face going a little red as she cleared her throat, hands hovering over the keys as she muttered to herself, before she began to play.

Another day, another trial in the fog, four poor souls fighting for their lives for the entertainment of some eldritch crowd. This time, the dusty horizons of Glenvale were the sight of such an event; the trial ground mostly silent aside from the occasional scream of pain from one of her fellow survivors. Though that hadn't been often - thus far, with two generators powered up and ready to go, the four of them running circles around the Hag, the poor forest witch so out of her element amongst the dust and sand of the American wild west. That wasn't going to make them pity her, though, and her bony fingers still swiped at them like claws, and she still growled with the same hunger and malice, seeming to only grow angrier with each failed attack.

The gentle creaking of the nearby hook from a silent wind was only drowned out by the sounds of turning gears and electrical sparks, the smell of rusted copper wires carrying up to her nose and making it wrinkle as she gently crossed over another pair of wires, routinely, as she had learned to do from her trials before. From the corner of her eye, sunkissed arms reached out from the depths of the generator to pull down a nearby leaver and turn a crack, listening to the machine groan and sigh before it purred to life, lights atop it flickering on to signal the third one down-

Before she could stand to her feet and revel in the small victory, the gentle yet surprised yelp to her side caused Yui to look down the trap door atop the gallows down at Kate, now sitting on the dusty ground below, rubbing her tailbone with a pained wince on her face.

"Break your back, cowboy?" She called down, with a small smirk on her face, squatting with her elbows resting on her knees.

The singer looked up with a pained grin, laughing weakly, that in itself sounding like music. "S-sorry... kinda forgot it did that.

Yui chuckled a little, trying not to pay attention to the way her face glowed when she smiled, hoisting herself down the hole with a bend of the knees and a light thud, before holding a hand out to help Kate to her feet.

Which she took. Her hands were soft, like silk, and her grip was somehow both delicate and firm as she pulled herself up to stand, taking a moment to almost shake her hand before pulling it away and resting it on her hip.

(Yui hoped she didn't notice the way she instinctively moved to grab it again, just to hold it for a little bit longer.)

"Well, those generator's ain't gonna finish themselves, huh? Let's get a move on." Her instructions were like honey - sweet, and thick with kindness and a southern twang that was distractingly enticing.

But she held it together, just enough, to nod. "Yeah, got it. Saloon?"

The other survivor nodded, a default sweet small befalling her features. "Great idea, hon."

After the two had checked along the horizon of the dusty town to find nothing more than a loose tumbleweed, Kate led them through the back of the saloon, where even the sound of her boots against the old rotting floor, or the way she talked to herself as she dispelled out the talisman's left in the wood with her flashlight was enough to make the stonecold expression so default to Yui's face soften.

So she had a crush on Kate Denson. Who wouldn't? The girl was perfect, practically untouchable, even in the fog, always excited for a new adventure in every trial and willing to try anything more than once, always celebrating when they escaped but never solemn or disheartened when they didn't, always willing to lend an ear to listen or a shoulder to cry on, and never short of a song to get everyone happily singing along. Yui'd had crushes before (she was only human, after all), but never like this - they were always fleeting, passing by before she would care to even give them a chance, her work and ambitions drowning her. But here in the fog, there was no tarmac, no smell of burning rubber or old gasoline, the only roaring not coming from old dirtbikes but from whatever monster of the week wanted them dead... but with Kate, she was head over heels for her, and wanted more than anything to be her girl, to be the wind on her back, but somehow always knew there would never be a chance. Maybe that's why she hesitated, even with a thousand chances.

She was so caught in her thoughts that she didn’t realise that Kate had stopped walking in front of her, bumping into her back with a quiet litter of a sheepish apology before stopping. “Hey, Denson?”

“Huh?” She seemed to snap out of her own head and look back to Yui, before glancing around. “Oh! Oh, right. Generator.”

“What’s up?”

“Uh, nothing bad, just…” Kate looked back in front over her, as Yui looked over her shoulder and followed her eyes to the old piano, the racket as if someone was falling on the damn keys, over and over.

“...You play?”

“Vaguely. Helps to tune your guitar, gives it somethin’ to tune it to, ya know? I did lessons as a kid, ‘n my mom would take me to recitals with a camcorder and freak out every time.” She laughed, that sweet honey laugh, that slowly fizzled out into a sound that came from sadness. “...I kinda miss playin’, sometimes.”

That made sense. Yui knew the feeling; tearing up the road on a bike wasn’t the same as kicking up dirt running on adrenaline from an asshole with a knife, but it was the closest she was ever gonna get until they got out of here. Her hands hovered over Kate’s shoulder’s for a moment, before she gently placed them there, weathered palms holding perfect skin, warm to the touch. “We’ll figure somethin’ out. For now though-”

“Generator. Right. You’re not subtle.”

“...Sorry.”

Kate giggled, shaking her head in dismissal, not really minding the acknowledgement of her reminiscing was far from the point of them being there, letting herself be pushed upstairs to the generator on the balcony.

They were mostly quiet, though Yui did ask for her to talk about the piano more, mostly just to hear her voice. The things Kate was saying didn’t entirely make sense to her (she was never the most musical, but understood when things sounded nice, at the bare minimum), but hearing her sound so excited was more than enough.

The conversation eventually stopped, shifting as Adam came to join them, short of breath and bleeding through his coat, medkit in hand and asking for assistance, which Kate was happy to give. Yui kept her focus on the generator, as best she could, but the ghosts playing the piano just below her kept catching her ear. And as Kate came back to the generator, happily talking to the teacher that now joined them as if they weren’t in a trial trapped in the old west, she knew what she wanted to do.

They escaped with relative ease, the struggling with never really catching up with them, all four of them escaping with some new items in hand, thanks to Zarina, who had done an excellent job keeping the Hag occupied in the dusty streets. Yui hadn’t seen Kate much for a while after that. When one was busy, the other was not, and when one was enduring a trial, the other was scouting out a realm for any clues to their escape (routine exercise). But that was fine, in terms of her little plan - the less she saw, the better. And besides, she didn’t think Kate would notice, or even care. But soon, they spoke again, after another group of four were sent to fight for their lives.

“Hey, uh, Yui?” Her sugary sweet voice gave the survivor a start, jumping as she was cleaning a flashlight from the small pile she’d accrued.

“Ah- oh, uh… hey.”

“Hi! Uh… can I ask you somethin’?”

For a moment, her mind jumped to the best-case scenario, but Yui cleared her throat before she could daydream any more on that. “Um, sure?”

“Have you seen… any coins?”

“...Coins?”

She nodded. “Well, Jake was checking through the stock and, uh… says we’re missin’ a few. Haven’t seen him that riled up about somethin’ since… well, ever.”

Yui almost laughed. “That boy is a damn dragon, I swear.”

“Think he likes to just… have things.”

“Things like coins we can’t even use?”

“Well… yeah.”

Yui scoffed a little, rolling her eyes before she put the flashlight down on the log beside her, resting her elbows on her knees and leaning forward where she sat, looking up at the singer. “I… have an idea. But you’re gonna have to trust me.”

“I… OK? You can tell me anything-”

“No, no,” she cut her off. “...I want you to come with me, somewhere. Just the two of us.”

She raised an eyebrow. Yui quickly picked up on the signal.

“...Nothing bad, promise.” The street racer offered a hand, beckoning with a slight movement of her fingers.

She took her hand with hesitation, though quickly squeezed it to affirm her choice. Yui gave her a small smile, hoping it wasn't shaky, before standing to her feet and leading her away into the forest, taking a path with downtrodden leaves, as if she’d taken it before.

It wasn’t long until the fog cleared again, old leaves crunching under their feet replacing with the grains of sand and dust, trees becoming rotting wooden buildings, while the sky above them twinkled with stars, no air pollution in sight.

“...The saloon.” Kate said from behind her, as Yui stopped them in the walkway just in front of the imposing building. “Is there something here?”

“I… yeah, in a way. ...Look, you wouldn’t tell Jake-”

“Yui, you didn’t…”

“It’s not like we need them anyways! ‘Sides, I thought that old cowboy might appreciate ‘em, and then I could, ya know… negotiate.”

“...For what?”

“Well… the piano.” She cocked her head back towards the instrument, before looking back at the singer, who’s face had softened a little bit from the lecture she was about to give. “You said you missed playing, and you give so much to everyone else, so I thought…”

As the street racer trailed off, Kate smiled, cupping her hand between two of her own, and shaking it. “Well, that’s… mighty kind of you.”

“Y… yeah.” With a free hand, she rubbed the back of her neck, before letting herself be led inside, to the piano, noticing that as Kate sat down, she was hesitant to move her hand away, to flex her fingers and prepare herself.

“Well, uh… any requests?” She seemed almost sheepish now that she sat there, self-conscious that the old thing was oddly silent.

Yui leaned against the top of the piano, folding her arms atop it and resting her chin on them. “Go wild. Beside you singin’, I’ve never… heard your music.”

“You’re not missin’ much.”

“I’m sure I am.”

She looked up with a soft smile, face going a little red as she cleared her throat, hands hovering over the keys as she muttered to herself, before she began to play.

It was a slow song, soft and loving, and though she was rusty and stumbled her words as she missed a key or hit a wrong note, she still powered through. Yui watched her face, the way she performed even when no one was watching, and how her music really was like sugar and honey, sweet and enticing. She tilted her head and smiled to herself, looking at the features on Kate’s face with a deep, profound love, as if she could stand there and listen to her forever - and she would, if forever was the time they had.

She finished with a bittersweet note, slowly opening her eyes and looking up to Yui, face flushing a little from the way she was staring at her. “It’s… nothing special. Just a little somethin’.”

“Well, it sure sounded special, to you. And that makes it special.”

“I… guess? Thank you, Yui.” She gently pulled the cover back over the keys, resting her elbows on it. “It was based on a… dream, I had. I remember writing that on the school bus and working on it all day, ‘cos a teacher of mine tried to take the sheet music off’a me when I wasn’t payin’ her mind… can’t stop me grabbin’ it back when she left the room though.”

“Dick.”

She laughed, nodding in agreement though never saying it outright, gentle laughter fading into silence and a soft smile that they shared before the singer averted the gaze put on her.

“What was the dream about?”

“Hm?” She looked back again, as Yui was still looking at her.

“The dream you had, about that song. What was it?”

“Are you… sure you want to hear it?”

“Kate, we have as much time as we want. Only the ghosts’ll hear you.” Yui pressed her back against the side of her piano, folding her arms across her chest. “C’mon.”

The musician took a pause, sucking in a breath and then letting it out slowly, before she caved and told her tale. “It was… a drive, some red car with the roof sawed off, a crappy convertible that can’t withstand the rain. Ferrari, I think. We were going pretty fast. It was twilight, against the backdrop of the ocean from the cliffside, the pinks and oranges were so… vibrant and free. I stuck my head out of the window and yelled, you know, like a drunk girl at a concert, came back in with my hair across my face, smile stuck to me. S-she was smiling too, my sunset lover. Auburn hair, cut in a bob, sunglasses so big you could hardly see the freckles that dusted her cheeks. Plump lips with bright red lipstick. A dazzling smile. She moved her hand from the gearstick to hold mine, brushed her thumb against my knuckles. She smelled like… pineapples? Or mangos. It was a tropical smell. Very fruity, and nice.”

Yui watched her twirl a bit of her hair between her fingers, face going a little pink as she recalled her dreams, the light dusting of the blush overlaying the freckles and reminding the street racer just how deep she was.

“We pulled up to a car park, near some old beach bar I think, right in front of a bamboo fence that separated the tarmac and the sand. She reached in the back to grab her sunhat - ya know, one of those big floppy things - but I grabbed it from her first, and after she playfully tried to get it back to me, our faces were so, so close… I could smell her fruity smell, and I… we kissed. God, it was like heaven, it was like the world was nothing but at the same time everything, because she was… well, she was it. I dropped her hat out of the window and I’m sure the wind stole it, but I didn’t care. She didn’t care.”

Yui looked down as she finished, watching Kate fiddling with her hands as her elbows leaned against the piano, trying not to look too embarrassed but failing miserably. It was almost adorable. She swallowed. “...Does it have to be a car?”

“Huh?” Kate looked up to her. The other survivor averted her gaze.

“T-to go on your twilight beach trip, does it have to be in a car?”

“I.. I suppose not? Why does it matter?” She blinked, and paused… before a shy smile spread across her face. “Yui, you-”

“I just- I have… a bike. Means a lot to me. I’ve taken a lot of girls for a ride, but I’ve never… rode to the beach before… maybe, you know, if we make it out of here, I can… take you to that beach.” She fiddled with her collar, forcing herself to meet Kate’s eyes, feeling the heat on her face. She took a breath, before taking to shooting her shot. “...Maybe I can be your sunset lover.”

Everything else was a rush after that, but at the same time everything around them seemed to stand still. Kate ran hand down Yui’s arm, her touch like silk and skin like sunshine despite the dirt and grime of the fog, fingertips brushing against her softly and delicately before she held onto Yui’s hand, looking down at her perfect nails and running a thumb over her knuckles before she looked up to the other woman through her eyelashes, the smile she had never leaving her face, like an invitation to come in closer. An invitation which Yui took with grace, as with her free hand she cupped the singer’s cheek, moving down to plant a kiss on her lips, one that was slow and tasted like sweet fruits, as she’d always imagined it would, moving her hand down to hold onto Kate’s hip as she still sat at the piano. As she pulled away, she couldn’t help but smile, feeling the other survivor’s lips twinge into a smile of her own as she took Yui’s chin between her forefinger and thumb, grip both firm and gentle and oh so welcome, keeping her close and looking deep into her eyes, her other hand interlocking with the street racer’s that she still held, going in for another kiss; quick, and sweet, before letting her move away again, moving her hand to twirl her curls (perfect and blonde as ever), between two fingers.

“I… wow.” She was breathless, looking down for a moment.

“Yeah?” Yui laughed, then making the singer giggle in response, rubbing the back of her neck rather sheepishly - why did she say that?

Didn’t seem to matter much, though, as Kate seemed… almost… charmed. “...Yeah.”

She stood to her feet, looking down at the hands still intertwined, gently rocking the union back and forth before she felt a forehead pressed against her own, the two of them sharing a smile that no one else would see, by the window of the old saloon. Well, no one except the old cowboy who had just returned, watching them from across the way, flipping an old, coin in between his fingers.

#dead by daylight #kateyui #country roads #kate denson #yui kimura #off the record #prove thyself

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hannahhook7744 · 2 years

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Since Harriet, Harry, and CJ are half fae, their children are one-quarter fae. What, if any, fae powers and tendencies do they have?

Well, they all have fae tendencies. That is to say, Never fae/fairy tendencies. But they really aren't that noticeable.

They've also inherited certain physical traits from them.

(Captain Tremaine's kids):

Tommy has the never fairies' pointy ears and glassy looking eyes.

Katie has the wings.

They both get cold easily.

(Cevon's kid):

Carter on the other hand, has all three but he also has very, very pale skin and very light blonde hair. But unlike his cousins, he gets overheated very easily.

(Hooked Princess/Haudrey's kids):

And then there's Harry and Audrey's kids (going with Audrey cause while I also ship Huma, I feel like their kids have already been explored by others. And I already have ocs for them. So that's what's happening here) who are all over the place.

Alex takes after the Autumn fairies in the looks department. Mordermore takes after the spring fairies. Jesse takes after the Winter fairies. And Annie takes after the summer fairies.

Alex, Annie, and Mordermore get cold easily while Jesse gets sunburnt and overheated easily. And out of them, only Mordermore has wings.

And each of them have their own style that is both a mix of their parents' and of the respective fairies they take after. Even if they don't know it.

As for their powers... well, as I said, they really aren't that noticeable.

Tommy is suspiciously good at gardening.

Katie is good at alchemy. Mainly Dust alchemy.

Carter never seems to get cold and always seems to find the most interesting snow flakes. And is great at making ice sculptures.

Mordermore is great with animals. So much so that none ever hurt him. Much to everyone's confusion.

Jesse is good at telling stories and lying. Ridiculously good.

Annie can look right into the sun without burning her eyes and the room gets darker when she's angry.

And Alex can get water to do whatever he wants it to do, though no one really noticed it at first.

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In case your curious, this is how they look:

Tommy has short red hair, freckles, pinkish skin, glassy blue eyes, and pointy ears. He's also short, though no one knows how considering his parents are both ridiculously tall.

He takes after the summer fairies in looks and style.

Katie is of an average height with short, brown hair and bright brown eyes. Wings wide, long, and shiny.

She takes after spring fairies in looks and styles.

Carter is taller than both of his parents. Hair cut into a Mohawk, hair a very light blonde. Eyes like his dad. Freckles sprinkled on his nose. Blue streak on his hair. Skin pale. Scar over his right eye.

He took after the winter fairies in style and looks.

Mordermore has his mom's skin tone, his dad's hair and his mom's eyes. Wings large. Bird egg earrings. Flower crown resting on his head. Hair long. Tall and lengthy. Thin.

He took after the spring fairies.

Alex looks like an exact mix of his parents. Short hair slightly darker than his mom's but skin lighter than hers. Eyes a mix of brown and blue. Tall and lean but muscular.

He took after the Autumn fairies in looks and style.

Annie has her mom's hair, though hers is curlier and her dad's eyes. She has her dad's nose and her mom's face. Though she also got freckles from somewhere, like her aunt Harriet before her and her cousin Carter.

She took after the summer fairies in looks and style.

And Jesse?

He has long, wild black hair that can occasionally be found in a braid. His eyes are brown like his mom's, he has her nose and his dad's ears. He wears eyeliner in the way his dad does.

He takes after the winter fairies in looks and style.

I hope that answers your questions.

And if anyone ever draws them, send me the pics! I'd love to see it!

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Happy Mother's day, Hooks;

Summary; this is a small one-shot about how each of how Hook's wife became a mother over and over again. Enjoy.

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Zarina first became a mother on March 13th. A year after the isle was created. 8 months after she and James became exclusive. 6 months after she and James had married. And her feelings on the matter at the time, where... complicated, to say the least.

She loved the squirming baby girl in the little makeshift crib next to her, of course. How could she not when the wee lass looked so much like her James? But, she wasn't exactly... happy, about her birth, is all. Or, to be more specific, the environment in which she had been born.

How could she be? Who would be happy that they had doomed their child to a miserable life? One where they'd never get to see the blue of the sky or the green of healthy grass. One where they'd never be able to eat fresh food or drink clean water. One where they'd never be safe or free to fly, like a fairy's supposed to, or sail, like a pirate is supposed to. Who could be happy about condemning their child to such a life?

Not her. That much clear. It was clear in the way she had refused to even look at, let alone hold, her daughter for the first few days. Clear in the way she cried and prayed, and wrote to Auardon and Neverland for mercy for the child that was never given. Mercy that would never be given. Clear in the denial she held on to for months about the little girl being hers.

Because it simply wasn't possible that Harriet was hers. Because she hadn't planned for it. Because she hadn't felt ready to be a mom or even wanted to be one once she was put on the isle. Because fairies couldn't have unplanned children. But Harriet was hers, no matter how much she tried to deny it. Because she had come from her the way a baby came from humans. Which meant that the barrier must have made them basically human in some way or another.

With Harriet's birth, Zarina's whole world had come crashing down. And with it, came the worlds of the other fairies and fae on the isle falling as well. She became a cautionary tale. Some who had thought she was a one off also fell to her fate and then it became a known fact; The barrier made their kind basically human and children would come whether they wanted them to or not.

Which was what brought Zarina to this moment. The moment that James finally snapped and locked her in their room with Harriet, not able to take her continous ignoring of their little daughter anymore. "It's been 3 months" He had said. "You can't keep ignoring her like this. It's not healthy or fair to either of us. She's become a lost girl if you continue on like this" he'd said.

Zarina knew he was right, but she just couldn't bare to hold or look at the child she had damned. Even if he had threatened to not open the door until she finally did both. How he'd know if she did or not, she didn't know. What she did know was that she just simply couldn't put it off any longer...

So, she finally bit the bullet and oh so gently hoisted her daughter out of her barrel crib,and into her arms for the first time. And watched her with a puzzled unsure expression on her face. She had never really held a baby before. Or really met one, since fairies rarely chose to have kids of their own. So it was kinda strange at first. But it was heart-warming at the same time, watching her daughter's beautiful blue eyes dart around the room as she tried to wiggle free from her. Too small to do much else.

She was small and pudgy, and had a head full of straightish black hair that curled at the bottom. Her skin was ruddy with freckles sprinkling her nose and her tiny hands kept reaching for the jewelry that she wore around her neck. And she was absolutely breath-taking in the little white gown and bonnet she was wearing. By the time James opened the door that night, Zarina was absolutely smitten with their daughter and not quite ready to let the perfect little bundle go. Just like he knew she'd be.

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The next time Zarina became a mother was 3 years later, on October 22nd when her one and only son, Harrison, was born. And this time, she was much more receptive to the idea.

Though she was still conflicted about bringing children into the world, she didn't ignore her son like she had Harriet. She had learned from her mistakes and was determined to be a better mother this time around. Though, she wasn't sure if she was doing a good job of it or not at the moment.

Surely laughing at one's child (like she was doing at the moment), especially one so young, was considered bad parenting? But she just couldn't help it. Because the sight in front of her was just down right ridiculous "where do you think you're going, Mister?" She asked, kneeling down on the floor infront of son. Who was currently stuck on his side, kicking out his feet and arms-- Clearly trying his best to flip himself over so he could get going on his way.

Harry just stopped and looked at her, blue eyes wide as if he just been caught trying to escape from a prison. Which was true in a way, she supposed, considering the fact that he was supposed to be napping in his crib. He was smaller and paler than Harriet had been, and his hair wasn't curly like hers. But they were practically twins other than that and their little age gap. Having the same eyes, same hair, same nose, and same ears, and all.

He was wearing a light blue jacket and matching beanie over a little onesie that said 'Daddy's first mate' on it that Smee and his wife, Mollie, had knit him. And the entire situation was just ridiculous. Struggling to keep a straight face, she placed her hands on her hips and said "well?"

He squealed and babbled at her, going back to his little maneuvers. Glaring at her, almost as if he knew that she was amused by the situation. Zarina couldn't take it anymore and burst out laughing joyously, finally bending down to help him turn over. She decided that it was okay to laugh at him for this, it's not like he'd remember it or that anyone would ever know that she did it.

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The 3rd and last time she became a biological mother was 2 years after Harry was born, on April 1st, when her little Calista Jane (or Cj as she would later prefer) was born. And boy, she was not prepared for what was to come at all.

Because it turns out, that while the isle makes fairies and the fae and others on the isle practically human, it doesn't completely rid them of their heritage and genetic makeup. Meaning that Cj and other kids like her where more... advanced... than other, fully human kids were. Which is honestly something they should have figured out sooner, not that Zarina or James would admit it.

"No NO NO, CALISTA JANE, GET DOWN FROM THERE!" Zarine yelped panicked, jumping out of bed (which hurt) and sprinting across the room to the curtains her literal newborn daughter was currently climbing on. What, you thought Cj would be an easy baby? Ha, as if.... and that's just the story of their biological children. Just wait until you hear about her adoptive daughter and her step daughter-- but those are stories for a different time.

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Random Descendants headcanons;

Trigger warning; suicide mention and neglect.

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Gaston has neglected Gil and his brothers since he married their demanding step mother.

Isle weddings aren't as rare as they'd like you to think.

Gil founded the rat trapping club when he was 8 and his dad made him stop hanging out with Uma and Harry because of Uma being in charge of their group and his wife not liking them.

The ring master was a decent parent.

The ring master felt so gulity about the fact that Hermie is trapped on the isle because of him that he committed suicide.

Harry founded the 'Scammers and Pick pockets ' club so he'd have something to do when Uma and Gil were busy.

Uma founded the shark swimming club so she'd have an excuse to be away from home more often.

Isle weddings are a bit wild.

Hans was a good dad.

Hans is the father of Dizzy and her 6 older sisters.

Hans married Drizella and is only in contact with his mother and 3 of his brothers. Two of which are on the isle.

The Stabbington Brothers are Hans' Brothers, Runo and Rudi.

Harry is scared of the dark.

Zarina is the hook siblings mother.

That means the Hook siblings speak fairy speak.

Harry gets along With Wendy's husband, Edward, and her son, Daniel.

Harriet gets along with Wendy, her brothers, and Jane.

Captain Hook is a good dad for the most parent.

Dizzy is the flower girl at Captain Tremaine's wedding.

Chip is the oldest vk and doesn't really have friends his own age.

He lives with his younger sister and her friends. He's about 6 years older than them.

They all get along fine though.

Zephyr and Melody have a thing.

Chip is a bachelor.

The vks are not really awkward around their exes. This shocks the aks.

The education system on the isle is terrible and becomes of this, several kids are behind

Regardless of the above, all of the isle kids are multilingual. This again, is a shock to the aks.

Harriet loves the color blue. 'Concidentallly ' Anthony also loves blue.

Everyone but Harriet knows that Anthony does not, indeed, like the color blue.

Harriet is a animal fairy.

Cj is a trickster fairy.

And Harry is a Tinker fairy. Yeah, no one lets him forget the irony of that.

After the barrier is brought down, Harry avoids his crew mates, his dad's crew mates, his siblings, their crews, and his dad thinking that they'll hate him for helping save Auardon.

Cj is her maid of honor.

Gil had more brothers but they've died.

He also has sisters cause his dad gets around but his dad has not claimed them.

He has 4 cousins-- including Jay.

Gil's mom taught him how to sew.

Gil sometimes forgets he's talking in French. This has forced his crew to learn French just to be able to understand them.

Gaston twins weren't very nice to him at first but they eventually grew gulity and started him better.

Sammy is terrible at sword fighting but he's a great inventor, great with long range weapons, and he's thr most responsible and diplomatic one, thus why he is first mate of Harriet's crew.

Jordan's mom is Eden.

Rick Ratcliffe jumped overboard during a storm to save Sammy Smee from drowning. The irony is hilarious.

The suicide rate in Auardon is only about 7% while the suicide rate on the isle is 47%.

LeFou Deux has a crush on claudine.

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