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Character Aesthetic ➝ requested by anon ;; { the female heart breaker }
Do n o t look at her for too long for her e y e s are enough to make you fall for her instantly
{ ♥ } ❝ fight club. ❞
“Hey now.” Kai warned with a hand. “I am certainly not some fish. I’m classy.” He smiled at Rose before adding on, “As for the ass kicking. I’m not the one going to be on their ass by the end of this hangout.” By the challenge in her eyes, he knew that she hadn’t gone soft, but it was so easy to rile her up by implying that she had. From Kai’s knowledge no one from the isle had gone soft yet, but they were all on each other all the time - if anybody did turn to the goodies side then they’d be a goner. Probably by Nevil and Rose’s hands or by a group beating.. only time would tell.
“We shall - and when you fall please don’t get your soft-hearted tears on me.” He teased, his eyes focused on hers with the signature Kai smirk still planted on his lips. Taking off his shirt, Kai threw it off to the side. He didn’t need it getting in the way. Hands outstretched he walked backwards, eyes still trained onto the smaller red head, before making the ‘come at me’ motion. He was ready to get some of his energy out in the second best way possible.
Rose smirked, rolling her eyes once more, “Oh, I’m sorry, would calamari work better for you? We could go back to that one.” She offered, mustering up her sweetest smile. Rose knew that she was at the disadvantage here but, the one thing she had on her side was her temper, which she’d most definitely gotten from her mother. It gave her the extra speed and force that she needed to level the playing field, and she knew that Kai always underestimated that. “We’ll see about that. I wouldn’t be so cocky if I were you.” Already, she could feel all of her pent up rage and anger starting to rise in her. Long ago she had to learn to control it, so that she was able to realize that it was always there, and if she was going to get through conversations without screaming at people, she had to push it back. The only problem was that eventually she had to let it out, and this was the perfect opportunity to do so.
As much as his constant teasing about her going soft boiled her blood, she was thankful for it in a way. It showed that it was something he still feared enough to use it as an insult. “I don’t cry, ever. ” She reminded him challengingly. Unzipping her jacket, she tossed it to the side as he discarded his shirt, leaving her in her sports bra, and nothing restraining her movement. Her hands reached up to pull the sides of her ponytail, securing it’s position before she stretched up her arms, small fists raising in preparation. When he motioned for her she didn’t hesitate, catching him off guard. Her leg shot out quickly to get in a sharp jab to his side before taking a couple quick steps to the side, bracing herself for his retaliation.
{❀} ❝ we didn’t start the fire. ❞
auradonmuses:
Saying that Bianca was a little nervous was an understatement. Even now she couldn’t believe that she had agreed to hang out with Ash..the son of Hades. She blamed his good looks for clouding her judgement. Then again no matter how scared she was of the villain kids, she really did want to give them a chance. One major thing her parents taught her after all was that people could surprise you. “Villains” could become “Goodies” and “Goodies” could actually be hidden “Villains.”
Bianca had decided on some green skinny jeans with a top that had some cute little flowers on them, but from their previous conversation decided to change her top to a plain white shirt last minute. She assumed that they were going to meet in front of the dorms so with one last glance in the mirror she opened up her door to only be startled by a very layered dressed Ash. “Hi.” She meekly greeted as her heart worked on slowing down from her scare. Smelling smoke Bianca asked Ash with furrowed brows, “Do you smell that?...Have you been messing with fire?”
It was clear that the goodies weren’t exactly ecstatic to have their sworn enemies on campus but, there was a large portion of them that were trying to give them the benefit of the doubt- telling themselves that they couldn’t really be that bad. Fools. These children of villians are really that bad, and most of them have no intention of changing. Since they’re stuck here though, a lot of them are forced to find a way to entertain themselves. Ash’s favorite way to do this is to mess with the goodies; see their reaction when he talked about the underworld, and try not to laugh at their forced smiles as they try to act interested.
After his conversation with Fawn, where they talked about the potential to attempt to turn all the goodies bad, he started to think that it actually wasn’t a bad idea. I mean sure it would take forever to turn all of them but, they could at least get some of them. So when he’d talked to Bianca, he decided that she was the perfect place to start. Putting on his most charming smile as she walked up, greeted her with a “Hi” in response, chuckling when she asked about the fire. “I wouldn’t dream of it- I mean that’s against the rules after all.” He replied teasingly, pretending to look offended by her assumption. “I think you’re just smelling my natural cologne.”
auradonmuses:
We could always turn every goodie bad one by one, but it would take forever.
Dear god, that would take forever. Maybe we could just turn the ones on the cusp- they wouldn’t take as long if there’s already a spark of darkness in them.
imessage: dragon boy 🐉
nevil: i'll help
nevil: i haven't killed someone with my human hands in a while
nevil: don't blame you
nevil: everyone here is weak
mona: thank god, finally someone who's on my page
mona: yeah i can't stand them anymore
mona: i think i have the perfect target
auradonmuses:
Oral is more your style okay. Everyone here is weak and boring. Only when I change that will I will tolerate living here.
No! -- I mean yes but not in the uh... Other way. Oh, I’m sorry that you feel that way. How would you change that?
auradonmuses:
Nope but he is good looking and surprisingly well liked. I wouldn’t mess with him if I were you. People will have a lot to say about it.
Thanks for the advice gorgeous but, I don’t exactly care what a bunch of goodies have to say about me. But, enough talk about him- I’m far more interested in you. Don’t tell me you’re really all good.
auradonmuses:
We can kill two birds with one dragon. Scare the shit of the goodies and instill even more fear in the black hearts of our “friends.” You need to refresh my memory about how friendship works then - friends give attractive strawberry blonde friends amazing orgasms when they need it, do they not?
Sounds like the perfect plan to me. Besides, you know it’s always been a turn on for me when you go all ‘big bad dragon’ on people. Any ideas about how we do this, or are you just all talk these days? ... I’ve never been very good at friends myself but-- I don’t see why they couldn’t. But, I may need an example of these amazing orgasms that you speak of just to be sure.
auradonmuses:
Ha! I’d like to see that. Don’t cut yourself on that little toy of yours…or do - whatever. My hatred lets me sleep at night so I of all people don’t need your pity.
You know, i don’t have to take this. I’m done talking to you-- I’m heading to class.
auradonmuses:
I’m not scared of any threats you come up with….No one can be as vain as Hunter be as delusional as Hunter.
I’m not threatening you, just stating the facts. Call me what ever you want, it’s still true, and you know it, Regina.
auradonmuses:
I guess so! I mean you have to have some good to have friends and they’re friends with each other! You’re so smart. So Mel.. I was thinking sometime after the meeting - we should go get a milkshake or something.. so we can talk more…about the next meeting.. or something.
I think you’re definitely right there-- I mean they walk around campus in pairs, in groups, and almost never alone. It’s pretty unsettling actually but, does mean that they have the capacity to care for one another in their own way. Not really, just observant but that’s sweet of you to say... A milkshake? -- Uh, yeah, I’d really like that.
imessage: dragon boy 🐉
mona: i swear to hades, if this girl at the table across from me laughs one more time, i’m going to kill her
mona: i hate everyone here
mona: besides you and kai obvi
mona: and rose
{♆} ❝ down under. ❞
For as longs as Mona could remember it had always been her, Kai, and Nevil. They were the powerfully dark trio of the Isle, and evil or not they’d always looked out for each other. Most people weren’t foolish enough to cross them but, if they were is wasn’t long before one of the three took care of the problem. They were like the brothers she never had, and she would do anything for them. Her mother was the psychotic vengeful killer, and from a young age, Cruela taught her daughter to hold people responsible for their actions to the fullest. So she’d grown up doing just that, unfortunately though, her methods for punishment tended to be rather violent.
In this case, she’d heard from Kai about Melody- and how he wanted to target her for her mother’s responsibility for his mother’s death. Mona didn’t have to talk to him to know that his mother’s death had a substantial effect on him. So as his best friend, she wanted that little brat Ariel and her family to pay almost as much as he did. She wanted anyone even remotely responsible for causing her friend pain to pay. It wasn’t long before she came up with a plan to do just that. It was no secret that Melody spent her afternoons swimming laps in the pool, so Mona decided to pay a visit to her there.
Melody had just finished her daily swim routine, and was sitting on the edge of the pool, bare feet tracing slow circles in the water. During the school year, the former mermaid was forced to remain in her human form as an agreement between her parents. The dark hair girl walked up to her then, mischievous smile pulling at her lips as her heels echoed against the concert. “Oh- Hi, I was just finishing up here.” Melody called out cheerfully, tucking a strand of red hair behind her ear as she smiled at the other girl. “No problem, I was actually looking for you. You see, your family caused a lot of pain to a friend of mine.” Mona began, walking slowly over to the redhead, hands in the pockets of her white fur coat. “Your mommy and daddy, killed a woman, just to secure their own little happy ending. That’s the only reason you’re here.”
The more the mermaid listened to the De Vile girl, the more confused she got. She had no idea why she seemed so angry or why she would be here to confront her about something that had nothing to do with her. Of everyone, Melody had always been one to try and sympathize with the Isle of the Lost kids and believe the best in them but, she was getting more nervous by the moment. As she spoke her last work, Mona leaned down to kneel beside her and Melody had a sinking feeling that this wasn’t going to end well. She’d heard enough about the De Vils, and their murderous tendencies to worry about her own safety. “I... My parents aren’t murders...”
A dark laugh passed Mona’s lips, her hand falling to Melody’s shoulder in a seemingly innocent way- not missing the way that the other girl jumped at the contact. A devilish smile pulled at her lips when seeing the reaction, seconds later using all of her force to push the unexpecting girl into the pool. Ignoring the girl’s gurgled gasp of shock, she grabbed two handfuls of red hair and held her underneath the water-- ignoring the desperate attempts at surfacing for air. Mona laughed dryly as she watched her fight desperately, “You know, this is quite ironic you know, the mermaid downing.” She pointed out, pulling up for air for less than a second only to plunge her back under. This went on for a few more times before she released her roughly into the water.
Melody surfaced sputtering and gasping for air, struggling to catch her breath as she weakly clung to the side of the pool and shook with shock. “If you know what’s good for you, you’ll stay away from me because, next time you won’t be lucky enough to keep your life.”
{❀} ❝ we didn’t start the fire. ❞
Ash was quickly getting sick of Auradon. Everything was so bright, and cheerful all the time. It was surely a stark difference from the Underworld, and most definitely an adjustment to say the least. Those from the Isle of the Lost weren’t exactly welcomed with open arms, and it was starting to seem like the only way that being here was going to be bearable is if he could find a way to introduce a few of the goodies to the dark side-- it was a challenge too good to turn down. He arrived outside Bianca’s dorm, leaning against railing of the stairway in his all black ensemble.
As he waited for the gorgeous brunette to come outside, he absentmindedly rolled small burning flames around in his hand. His free hand adjusted the dark blue knitted scarf around his neck. To him it was never warm enough here. Ash was use to the constantly scalding heat of Hades, so for him, everywhere else was chilling temperature difference. With a bored sigh, he held his hand up, blowing out the flames.
{ ♥ } ❝ fight club. ❞
auradonmuses:
Reading the last text from Rose a smirk formed upon Kai’s lips. Since they were most likely just going to spar a bit he didn’t need to dress up at all which was perfect. He was already in his grey nike sweats, so all he needed to do was match them up with a plain black t-shirt and some sneakers. Before leaving the room he took a pair of sunglasses and slid them on, since he knew once he left his room the sickening light would irritate his eyes.
Walking up to the field at a leisurely pace, he placed his hands in his pockets as he waited to see the fiery red head. Although it was just a friendly spar, he wasn’t opposed to kicking her ass a little. He knew she could hold her own but he knew he could take her no problem. Rose was more evil mentally he could admit, but he physically fought more people than she has. Kai’s eyes lit up with mischief when he could see her approaching. “Hey little Rosie.”
Being in such a strange place definitely had been putting a strain on Rose. Seeing that she was looming over her third strike, she had been taking extra precautions to be sure that she didn’t get herself in anymore trouble. Unfortunately the result was that she was becoming so tightly wound that she needed to find some way to release her daily built up anger and resentment. Luckily for her, this playful sparing with Kai could be just what she needed. Slipping into her fitted cropped leggings and blood red sports bra, she grabbed a fitted black zip-up jacket and slipped into her heart patterned tennis shoes before heading out to the field.
She smirked as she approached Kai, rolling her eyes as she heard his nickname for her. “Hey Fish Boy, you ready to get your ass kicked?” Rose asked playfully, stopping in front of him with her hands on her hips. Obviously he was larger than her, and she knew that he had the physical advantage. Still, she knew that she needed an excuse for a little violence, and was more than happy to get some practice in. Pulling half of her long strawberry blonde curls up into a ponytail, she held Kai’s gaze, “I think we’ll see who’s really gone soft.”