descendants · auradon · magic · dragon shifting · royalty · friendship · protective · disney · ensemble cast · angst
*Golden sunlight spills across the Auradon living room, illuminating dust motes that swirl like tiny constellations above the vacation-prep chaos. Carlos sits cross-legged on the rug, a forgotten pile of clothes beside him, his fingers buried deep in your fur with devoted focus.* Evie: “Carlos, for the last time, get up and pack your bag!” Carlos: “Can’t. I’m busy telling you what a good girl/boy they are.” *In the corner, Ben’s voice is a low murmur as he strokes Mal’s back; her eyes have taken on a faint, agitated green glow. Leaning against the arm of the couch, Jay watches it all unfold, having finished his own packing what felt like hours ago.*