"it's like catching lighting, the chances of finding someone like you..." in which the daughter of aurora falls in love with the son of maddox hatter after changing the past with her two best friends. I do NOT own descendants I only own Celeste the rest is disney.

❝― 𝑇𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑓𝑡, 𝐽𝑎𝑥. ― 𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑒𝑓𝑡 𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑙𝑒𝑓𝑡? ― 𝐻𝑜𝑤 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ? ― 𝑅𝑢𝑑𝑒, 𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑙.❞ Thirty years ago, King Adam united the realms into Auradon, banishing any kingdom that refused to bow. While Auradon flourished, realms like Neverland were left to wither in the dark. 𝐆𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋 was never supposed to exist-a fairy who can't fly, born into a dying world stripped of all magic. Believing the legendary Peter Pan is their only salvation, she embarks on a desperate quest to find him. But to save her home, she cross the barrier, step into Auradon, and with some help from an apprentice of the White Rabbit who is trying to stop Red from using the prototype time machine, they will end up going back in time much further than they imagined to make everthing rigth.

"Maxie! Maxie!" "Honey Bunny, Honey Bunny." Max Hatter x OC

They call Lady Mirella cold. She does not smile for court, does not flatter, does not pretend. In a world that rewards softness, she chooses restraint. She loves fiercely, disciplines sharply, and refuses to perform for men who mistake silence for weakness. But as her children grow into legends - and something darker - Mirella learns that control is an illusion, and fire does not care how steady your hands are. Power has never been controlled.

Naeressa Targaryen was born of dragon's blood. Pale hair. Soft violet eyes. A child who listens more than she speaks. The world around her shifts like embers in a dying hearth: kings, cousins, promises, and grief. All things burn in time. Yet Naeressa hears what others do not. The whisper of harp strings. The hush before a storm. The soft language of flame. Sometimes she looks into the fire. Sometimes the fire looks back. DAERON TARGARYEN X FEMALE!TARGARYEN!OC #16 in targaryen 4/19/26

Princess Mariela Targaryen - daughter of King Daeron the Good, Princess of Dragonstone, wife to both Prince Baelor Breakspear and Prince Maekar - stands at the heart of House Targaryen's fragile unity. In 209 AC, she arrives at Ashford Meadow with her husbands and sons for a tourney meant to celebrate chivalry. Instead, it reveals fractures.

Prince Maekar Targaryen, a stern and dutiful fourth son of King Daeron II Targaryen, has always believed his life belongs to war, family, and duty-not love. Lady Maelora Velaryon, gentle, pious, and quietly strong, is everything he is not, yet she is the only person who can soften the iron in his heart. As they grow from childhood companions into something far deeper, the weight of their names, expectations, and destiny begins to threaten the fragile bond they have built. In a world of fire, power, and sacrifice, will their quiet love survive-or will duty tear them apart? Maekar Targaryen x OC!Velaryon All characters belong to George R.R. Martin except for my own characters in this story

[AKOTSK] Daeron Targaryen had expected to spend a miserable week at a miserable inn about a day's walk from the miserable tourney at ashford he was trying to avoid. Then all of a sudden, a strange barmaid sullies those plans of his and he finds himself entirely at her disposal, like a man bewitched. Gods save him and Gods save the rest of the realm from the darkness the barmaid claims is about to take over them. Or In which, James Lindsey Baudelaire, or Jamie - as she preferred, is sent to Westeros after a particularly bad car accident. Now, with her knowledge of the show and the books, she has to try her best to save these strange people she's grown so incredibly fond of.

"you will close his eye, niece... and he will claim a dragon" [hotd + fire & blood]

Rhae stands where the world feared to tread. Aerion kneels only to her, loving her with teeth and fire, willing to slaughter anyone who dares stand between them.