Shoutout to Disney’s Descendants for having the most vibes based worldbuilding I’ve ever seen in my life. Legitimately thinking about any of it for more than two seconds makes everything crumble apart logistically and I think there’s an art in that.
wait guys... GUYS... I KNOW WHY RED IS SO HANDSY WITH THE FACE GRABS IN WICKED WONDERLAND
THIS GIRL, who has probably NEVER seen any sort of positive affection in her ENTIRE life, literally first thing in the past and getting back to the new timeline feels her mom lovingly grab her face, and is like OH! THATS WHAT THAT FEELS LIKE.
And immediately does nothing but that with Chloe because that's now the only way she knows how to express her love. Oh I'm crying.
RED YOU LOVE STARVED BABYYYY I SEE YOUUU YOU WERE TRYING THE WHOLE TIME NO ONE CAN MAKE ME HATE YOUUU
cw: mdni (18+), nsfw, aged up max, both are of age, fem!reader, hickeys, praise kink, teasing, dating hcs / scenarios , sexual themes
a/n: you guys really wanted max, so i tried my best to deliver! this is my first time writing for him and i hope you enjoy it. these are just some of my thoughts and feelings about him because i absolutely love my weird purple boyfriend also….is it just me, or does he have the biggest puppy-dog eyes in that one scene? i can’t get over it
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max is a creature of habit. he loves waking you up with a kiss and a perfectly brewed cup of tea, but he’ll use the time to subtly brag about a goal he’s already achieved before you’ve even opened your eyes. it’s his way of seeking your validation
he loves that he doesn’t have to pretend with you. around everyone else he’s the chaotic, theatrical max hatter, but with you he lets the softer edges show. he’ll pull you into quiet corners just to steal a moment where it’s only the two of you. then, just as quickly, he’ll flip back to teasing, spinning you around and declaring to no one in particular that his princess is the only person who can keep up with him
he has a keen eye for fashion.he loves helping you pick out your outfits, not because he wants to control you, but because he views you as an extension of his own prestige. he loves it when you look stunning, but he loves it even more when he knows you're wearing something he picked for you
he thrives on making you laugh, on seeing that smile he claims is better than any magic in wonderland.and when the day winds down, he’s the one who pulls you close,fingers tangled with yours, quietly admitting he’s never been this happy pretending to be normal with anyone else
when he’s truly stubborn,he won’t fight with you—he’ll just give you that overly pleasant ‘hatter act’.it’s a psychological game. he waits for you to crack the moment you show genuine distress, his kind heart wins out and he’ll fold instantly, pulling you into a tight embrace
when he’s jealous he becomes incredibly possessive in a subtle way. he’ll slide his arm around your waist or start talking about a private joke only the two of you share, effectively marking his territory without ever raising his voice
max loves to play with your anticipation. he’ll lean in slow, his lips just a fraction of an inch from yours, holding the position until you're practically vibrating with need. just as you close your eyes to finally seal the gap, he’ll whisper a cheeky joke or a playful comment in your ear and pull away with a grin, loving the way you pout.
he has a habit of "stealing" things from you,just to get your attention. he won't hide them far, but he'll make you "earn" them back through a series of ridiculous challenges or by giving him a specific number of kisses
he is subconsciously driven by your praise. if you tell him how much you love it when he does a certain chore or how "amazing" he is at something, he will practically obsess over doing it even better next time. he doesn't just want to be the best in wonderland; he wants to be the absolute best in your eyes
while he’s generally playful and lighthearted,max has a protective side that surfaces the moment he feels you're being slighted. he doesn't necessarily get aggressive, but he becomes incredibly poised and sharp-tongued, using his charm and wit to shut down anyone who doesn't treat you with the respect you deserve
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because he spends his whole life trying to prove himself, hearing you tell him how good he is—specifically how well he's fucking you—drives him absolutely wild. a whispered "you're so good to me— so good max" will make him lose all his composure
in the bedroom, his ambition manifests as a need to dominate the experience. he loves being the one to dictate the pace, guiding your body exactly where he wants it. he enjoys the feeling of you completely unraveling under his touch, knowing he's the only one capable of making you feel that way
he’s fascinated by your reactions.he loves to push you to the edge of an orgasm and then stop abruptly, teasing you until you're begging him to finish. he treats your pleasure like a challenge, wanting to see exactly how much you can take before you break
he has a habit of leaving marks—hickeys on your neck or bite marks on your shoulder—specifically in places that are hidden by clothes. it’s his secret way of reminding you and himself that you belong to him, even when you're out in the world acting the part of the perfect couple
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you catch the way max’s eyes light up the second you walk into the room, that signature grin spreading across his face like he’s been waiting for this exact moment. “ah, there she is… my princess has finally arrived.” he says it loud enough for everyone to hear, making a dramatic show of clearing a path with exaggerated bows and sweeping gestures. “everyone, please make way. the princess requires room to walk.”
he loves teasing you when you’re in a mood, leaning in close with that playful lilt in his voice. “oh no, the princess is unhappy? whatever shall i do?” it’s never mean-spirited—he’s already watching your reaction, ready to pivot into something softer if he senses even a hint of real annoyance. when he realizes he’s pushed it too far, he gets adorably awkward about it, suddenly offering you his favorite hat or pulling you into a clumsy hug while mumbling, “okay, okay, i’m sorry, princess… here, you can wear the hat. it looks better on you anyway.”
the more time you spend together, the bolder his playfulness gets.he’ll tug you into his lap without warning, arms looping around your waist as he rests his chin on your shoulder. “i cannot believe i have to deal with you” he’ll groan dramatically, but there’s nothing but affection in the way his fingers trace lazy circles on your hip. other times he switches to pure compliments, whispering against your ear how stunning you look today or how your laugh is his favorite sound in all of wonderland
max acts like the most confident guy in the room—unpredictable, loud, always pulling some new trick out of his sleeve or hat —but you’re the one who sees how much he actually cares. he’ll pretend he doesn’t notice when you catch him being sweet “what? i just happened to be going this way,” he’ll claim with a shrug, but the tips of his ears turn pink every single time
descendants 5 is a horror movie from pink's perspective. like she was barely relevant to the plot but can you imagine being her. imagine you wake up in a lovely supportive magical household and everything seems normal, it's your first day of school and you're going WITH your beloved big sister who you're super close to. you go into her room and she looks at you like she's never seen you before. like she's confused as to why you're in her house. but she doesn't look like she recognizes the house either. in fact, she looks extremely confused at everything normal that's going on. you hand her her favorite hairbow and she tosses it aside like you gave her a pile of shit. and like. okay. maybe the new school is stressing her out more than i thought. she'll probably be fine. and then at school she's still acting different and trying to hang out with the bad news kids and treating the cool kids like they're idiot garbage and you're like. wow ok REALLY bad first day stress. then your mom gets kidnapped and you're like okay we gotta go save her. except your sister tries to leave without you, not to protect you, but because she like, totally forgot you existed. and then this whole rescue mission she's acting like she has no clue what's going on or how things work in your own BACKYARD and looking over you like you're just part of the group of random kids she brought along and talking in secret to this random girl and the son of the guy who kidnapped your mom who you don't trust for obvious reasons but she's really partial to for some reason???
and like. you have no idea that the reason is because this ISN'T your sister. your sister was NEVER real. this is the version of your sister from an alternate timeline where YOU never existed and she NEVER knew who you were. not just that but she was from a timeline where your doting and loving mother was a violent abusive dictator who explicitly told her that she did not love her. and the only reason you exist is because your sister went back in time to stop her mother from taking over the world and murdering even more people than she already did and when she came back to the present the fact you existed was a COMPLETE accident. one of many butterfly effects. you were never supposed to be there and she was never supposed to love you because you only became real last night. how many of your memories are real and how many were rewritten by the time stream resetting itself?
and above all that. NOBODY EVER TELLS HER THIS. she just thinks her sister was really fuckin weird and cold and distant for like three days. like again she basically did nothing in the movie but im obsessed with her i think disney channel should branch out and try a psychological horror for the next film
