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-= Discontinued for rewrite =- The sounds of screaming children and busy bodies scattering throughout the plaza was common. Especially since the people of Aerilon were always sociable people, but today was a completely different story. These kinds of festivals only happened once or twice a year. A rare occurrence, and even more so when adding the fact that her own father had set it up for the group he had once found himself in. Surely, it would be fine for her to enjoy spending time with her friends there after dragging them both from the soft comforts of their beds. There's absolutely no way it could go wrong, right? ...Right? [!!!] Cover Art may change as time goes on. [!!!] [!!!] Also posted on Inkitt! [!!!] [ Tags last updated : 6/20/24 ]
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So I'm deep in the Sanders Sides fandom probably to an obsessive level and I've decided to take a shot at writing a popular story. The Descendants AU. Though rather than the Dark Sides being the Isle kids, though Virgil will still be the secretly good son of Maleficent, it'll be the Light Sides. Let's see what kind of story that turns out to be. Virgilant Flare had one purpose. Survive. To do that he twisted and warped into the most cruel, ruthless villain the godforsaken rock of the Isle had ever seen since his Mother; Maleficent. He had two minions(read: friends) at age 16 who he'd gladly kill for if they would just allow it. His friends were good, they deserved Auradon, no reason they couldn't make it their land though. Roman, son of Jafar, was not a street rat. He shines bright, he's brilliant, a royal among peasants. As father said their family deserved the world and more, to be kings with the world at their feet. It was such a nice image. The kind of grace and poise that was worth a man of honor, not a nimble, hapless thief. Perhaps Auradon would be the place to do so. Look out royals here comes King Roman. Us against the world. Those four words gave Patton hope. Let him know that even if Mother's love was out of his reach there was still someone to give to and see happy. His friends always worried about the lack of abandon in him. Baked sweets and smiles were well and good but otherwise he was just a mound of fat taking up space and taking advantage. Auradon would be a new start, the chance to finally be safe and just be friends. Now if only fairy tales were that simple. Twenty long years have gone by; good and evil aren't so distinct anymore as dark forces begin to stir in three friends' dreams. Trigger Warnings: Manipulation, physical and mental abuse, negative relationship with food, unhealthy body image, mentions of neglect and poverty, violence, anxiety, implied violence, implied poisoning, near poisoning, implied toxic friends, and RemRom.

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