Got any headcanons on the dwarves and their children?
A few, but my favorite one comes FIRST AND FOREMOST: trans Doug Dwarf IS REAL IN MY HEART OKAY
Her name is DAPHNE because that's a better riff on Dopey's name anyway!
I headcanon dwarfs as being a fantasy race separate from humans with an affinity to the underground who happen to commonly have dwarfism genes, which is what the seven have (and Daphne, because Devie should've always had Evie be the tall gf and I will die on that hill), but one doesn't necessarily need to be short to be a dwarf! Planty of tall guys like her brother Derek are still dwarfs despite their heights, they just didn't get the dwarfism gene lol
I'm not the biggest fan of canon!Doug's personality if we're being honest, a lot of the character choices reek of desperation and come off more annoying than endearing in my opinion. I just feel that the message of 'finally being seen for more than just my looks!' is kinda lost there when... The only reason Doug was ever on Evie's side is cuz she was pretty and he had a crush on her 💀. Still, the potential of Devie is extremely cute to me and I feel like it doesn't take much work to make them work!
I've got an alternate first meeting for them with this HC under the cut 🤭 plus some more notes!
I would say that after their first meeting all Devie really needed was a moment where Daph actually SEES EVIDENCE of Evie being smart instead of just jumping to her defense bc she's pretty. My thought process was something along the lines of Evie accidentally showing her up constantly (bc she's cheating with the magic mirror) and Daphne being both baffled and slightly angry that she's being knocked out of the top student spot by someone who ISNT EVEN PAYING ATTENTION (cuz Evie is ofc too busy making googoo eyes at Chad to even pretend like she's actually working hard for her grades) but then the two of them end up getting paired up for a hands on chemistry assignment and Evie is able to figure everything out without even thinking of consulting the mirror due to her experience with making her own makeup using whatever she had available to her on the isle.
And boom! Daphne now knows Evie is authentically smart and just needs a chance! It makes the whole 'being acknowledged' message just work so much better!
I also feel that Evies whole entire relationship with being so obsessed with princes reads as very... Comphet-ty to me. Of course she APPEARS attracted to Chad but when they finally get a moment alone the FIRST things she asks about is how big his CASTLE is!!! 😭 Like Lord. Whoever wrote Evie and actually thought that was straight behavior has to do some PERSONAL soul searching LMFAO
Anyway, obviously most of what I wrote here is just total rewrite so... Oopsie daisy. But I subscribe to the trans HC anyway! I think that a lot of her awkwardness in dialogue and character choices could end up being excused with her just being really insecure in who she is as a person while she's figuring all these things out about herself. Plus the hair in the third movie... I mean, need I say more? Classic t girl cut ✋🤚 no one shoot please.
Anyways enough of this agenda. Here's some more HCS!
- everyone in the dwarf family knows at least a little sign language! Dopey is mute (in some sources selectively but in others completely) so I like to imagine that he knows sign language and his brothers learnt it with him in solidarity! Since it's used so commonly around the house Derek and Daph are fluent in it too and their cousins know a couple words here in there. I also think Daph would've taught Evie just a bit of sign language so they could talk (sign?) shit about Chad directly in front of his face LMFAO
- Snow White is the godmother of ALL the dwarf cousins which is why she has no descendants of her own in the franchise. Shes too busy spoiling her godkids!!
- Evie always has this line about canon!Doug not being a 'real prince' but instead the 'prince of her heart' - but the thing is, the dwarf cousins have actually grown up with very refined educations that they basically ARE royalty in all but blood! Snow White made sure that none of them ever wanted for anything and they each have their own rooms in her castle. She personally funded every single one of their hobbies which is why so many of them seem to excel in the things they're pursuing
- most of them have poor eyesight but that's just a general trait of dwarfs as a species. Their eyes are pretty sensitive to sunlight but they can see exceedingly well in the dark or underground!
- even though the dwarfs were EXTREMELY touchy about Snow's whole... Stranger danger don't let anyone in the house etc etc rule, Daph was one of the only students we saw be open to the VKs coming over- and I'd like to believe it's a general trait that most of her cousins shared! Snow isn't a girl that likes to dwell on the horrible things that happen to her, she chooses to place EXTRA importance on how the dwarfs welcomed her into their home despite not knowing her and how their KINDNESS towards a STRANGER is the reason she is who she is today! So, even though the seven like to keep to themselves and are usually highly aware of the dangers strangers pose, almost all of the cousins are EXTREMELY sociable individuals
- a lot of the 'Name Jr.' dwarf guys don't actually share the traits their fathers are named after to the point that most of them are oxymorons. Their friends usually nickname them after traits that ACTUALLY suit them
- at least one of them has an EXTREMELY guilty pleasure of really liking apples that they have to hide from the rest of the family... Not sure who tho
That's all I got for now! Thank you so much for the ask! Sorry for derailing a little in the beginning but I brought it back in the end 💪💪💪
A split mushroom/pepper pizza or just allowing Aziz and Lonnie to make their choice of portobello mushroom pizza. That was the question of the day.
Ever since, she arrived back in Auradon, she decided to put in action her plan to give people what they want. The girl everybody liked and desired. Not just for her powers. How?
If there was anything that she learned from being used that there for every question, there were three things lying underneath. 1st. What he said he wanted. 2nd. WHat he secretly wanted but didn't have any telepathic powers to convey it. 3rd. What they would most desire yet knew was unlikely to happen.
She was going to be that 3rd option. For once she was going to use the idea that a genie was to sup pose to give people their biggest wishes to her own advantage. She wouldn't grant wishes, but she would definatly act personable and generous enough that no one would dare critize her for being selfish and bitchy.
"Jord? Still here?" Aziz snapped his fingers in front of her face.
"Yes." She snapped back, "I'm just thinking before I answered."
"Dude, not a life or death decision."
Jordan inwardly scoffed. Sure, not a life or death decision. But wars had been commited for less. Relationships and friends still left her for aN unknowable (unknowable to her at least) reason lying in her personality.
So while Lonnie and Aziz were allowing the option to split the pizza, she knew they would much prefer to eat a whole pizza filled with mushrooms.
"You can have the mushrooms." Jordan answered.
"Cool!" Aziz grinned and slapped her on the back.
Lonnie placed the order to the cafeteria lady to the dorms and they spent their free gorging out while Jordan daintily nibbled at the edges of the pizza not occupied by the mushrooms and their disgusting smell.
So she barely ate. The smell kinda ruined her appetite. After she accidentally swallowed one of the portobellos when she was trying to take off the crust, she pleaded a rain check. Rushing early to her next class to stuff her face with cherry-filled chocolates before anyone else arrived.
At twelve on the dot, Fauna arrived to start her class, Fae and Humans Throughout the Ages. It was a simple class, try to take notes, read the homework and be able to argue persuasively. At the end of each chapter Fauna assigned, she put two theories on the cause of what had happened.
There was a correct theory and those that got it had full credit (as long as they gave a proper reason why) and those who chose the incorrect theory got half credit depending how good their argument was.
She heard her stomach grumble, and almost regretted her decision not to split the pizza.
"No. Don't think so selfishly. That is exactly why people can't stand being around you." She reprimanded herself.
She knew better than to try to please everybody. So she just stuck to those that she wanted to keep around, that it would hurt too much if they left and reviled her.
But it still exhausted her. Up till now, she didn't know how many requests and questions people asked of her in a day. And taking the time to think of the option that the person really wanted actually took more concentrating than she liked.
An almost instinctive, subconscious part of her wanted to give up trying to figure out what people wanted and to please them. It was too hard. She just wanted to scream, "Please just tell me what to do! Be honest, and tell me exactly what you want. Be the master and tell me so I can do it for you."
"Tell me what is so horrible about me so I can change myself!"
She couldn't make decisions on her own. Obviously she sucked at them. She somehow kept missing the important things, the things that influenced people to stay or leave her.
But she knew she couldn't say that. It would give more of a reason for people to see her as a genie. She had to repress it, she had to stick with what she was doing.
Thinking, analyzing, weighing what people SAID they want, the undercurrent of what they would desire but not say, and what action or words that make them happy and be pleased with her.
Yet every time a decision, a question was thrown her way she felt a small primal paralyzingly fear.
She would say the wrong thing, something insignificant to her, but big to them. And then it would be the last straw, and they wouldn't forgive her, they would leave her.
It was stressful, she wasn't used to all the mental gymnastics but she would stick it out, and follow through.
Because when she did they would smile at her and praise her, and for a brief moment, she would be safe. Safe in the knowledge that for the time being, they wouldn't think of leaving her alone. That she worthy enough for them to stick around in the long run. She was good, and nice and useful.
They wouldn't see the ugliness that was so obvious to everyone else.
Though she wondered what it was.
"I think Theory A is the correct one. I mean, you agree that the Salem Witch Trials were obviously started by evil witches as to get rid of witches that stood against them. Come on stand by me on this one." Doug nodded eagerly at her from the seat over, snapping Jordan out of her mental reverie.
In truth, she didn't. She thought it had beev made up by human girls who wanted attention and exasperated by superstitious adults. No wizards or other fae had been involved whatsoever. That had been confirmed by some history books written by fae that witches rarely populated areas where superstitions were rampant. Nor would they really try to hide that they were witches in the first place.
But...she liked Doug. He was so sweet. She wouldn't mind to keep hanging out with him and learning some chemistry dooda from him or video to his musical talent.
If she agreed, he would be pleased. It would keep up his high grades in Fae and Humans Throughout History and improve his GPA that much more. Plus with a high GPA, he would get what he most desired. Being accepted to a collage and going on to a occupation not in the mines like his forefathers and the rest of his family.
So she bit back her convincing argument that would have knocked most of his case away and coyly nodded her head. "I agree. Doug is right. After all witches are well-known for keeping their status as number one and jealous of other competitors."
Jane raised her hand, "I disagree. The right answer is Theory B. According to the chapter you assigned last night, most fae didn't even live in the area. And if they did, witches are not known to hide the fact that they are witches as the status of a witch can lead people to come to them for help in healing and other good magic arts."
Fauna nodded her head at Jane's answer, "Class take note, Jane has the right idea..." and so on went her spiel.
Doug, then passed her a note.
I didn't think you would completely agree with me on Theory A without offering more of an opinion to support it. Usually you are good at this class. Did you space out on last night's homework?
Jordan quickly scribbled her own note. I thought you wanted me to agree, and support you. Let you take the lead.
From the corner of her eye, she saw Doug opening the note and look at her curiously. Like she was an abstract picture he just didn't get.
Once class was over, Doug stopped her on the way out.
"You want to support me?" He said dubiously.
Jordan's chest squeezed with anticipation. The anxiety that he would insult her for her stupid decision, that she was useless in helping him. Another calculation. What did he wat to hear from her? What would make him happy with her?
Some flattery would probably work here.
"I think you do have good ideas. I already say my opinion enough, I was letting the teacher see that yours could stand on their own."
It sounded awkwardly phrased and vague to her ears, and she could see from his reaction that he was even more confused than ever from her answer.
"I'm sorry that I didn't support your argument well and made you wrong in front of everybody." Jordan whispered softly.
"It's not a big deal." Doug told her. He opened his mouth to say something else but she interrupted.
"Good." Jordan chirped brightly to keep Doug from asking further questions and she ended up making a bigger mistake. "So we're cool."
"Yeah..sure?"
"I'm glad. You're a nice boy, Doug. I'll see you around." While Doug blushed at the unexpected compliment, Jordan walked away thinking. Okay, she said things that she never would have done if she acted like she normally did.
Which kept her in his good graces. He still liked her. She must have done something right.
Which only proved one thing, there must be something horribly wrong with her usual personality. She was right. She was a bad person as herself.
She would just have to change that. Do what people wanted to hear. After all, it was better to be good, and beloved than alone as herself.
