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I kid you not I have had an oc with this concept for a solid YEAR

The siren is a pre-existing character, and I said “you know who would be PERFECT to put with this pirate canonically terrified by the idea of being devoured by a man eating crocodile? A man eating siren!” Lol

Imagine that you're a siren and seduce the fearsome Captain Hook.

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WOOOO! Happy rough time period around your birthday! Lol

I do not announce my birthday on its exact day for privacy reasons - but another orbit of the sun was completed this week!

I only grow stronger with time. My humours are aligning. Don't talk to me about my knees.

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Leonid Pasternak  (Ukrainian, 1862–1945) - The Torments of Creative Work

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Honestlyyyyy

Either that, or after some kind of saint or other biblical figure.

I woulllld say that he’s the type to name a fluffy cat “Azazel” or even “Beelzebub” if it’s the type of cat that screams at you for food, but we all know that he would be FAR too afraid of those names to bestow them upon a creature he would have to frequently call aloud lol

CLAUDE FROLLO'S TERRIFYING BLACK HORSE'S NAME IS SNOWBALL

THE EVIL FRENCH MAN NAMED HIS BLACK HORSE 'SNOWBALL'

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Soooooo, ya know how a lot of fanfic AUs with Disney Villains work off of the idea of them forming an INCREDIBLY dysfunctional team to take down collective foes or take revenge on their heros?

Don’t get me wrong I LOVE that setup, and I adore the hijinks that follow it, but I had an bit of an alternative idea that I just HAVE to share now lol

Instead of this being some collective “alliances” hanging on by a thread or the classic “stuck together by circumstance” setup, how funny would it be if the reason for a bunch of Disney villains to know each other is Hades putting all the people that are most likely to cause issues in the underworld in a room so he can hopefully KEEP THEM from causing trouble.

Cause, let’s face it, every Disney Villain that manages to die in their film would SO reek absolute havoc on any afterlife they’re put into. I could see Hades forming “alliances” and inviting villains into a “special ring” that’s actually just a means for him to keep all the trouble makers in a single place lmao

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That first meme is honestly a good description of how I’ve been writing Claude and Azrael’s “relationship” XD

I made the first meme last night, but I figured, why stop there? So here we have a small selection of Frollo memes I made...

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PFFFFFT!

I am not just now learning this and OMG I CANNOT STOP LAUGHING XDDD

I need to know the circumstances that lead to Mr “of my virtues I am justly proud” to naming his horse bloody SNOWBALL!

CLAUDE FROLLO'S TERRIFYING BLACK HORSE'S NAME IS SNOWBALL

THE EVIL FRENCH MAN NAMED HIS BLACK HORSE 'SNOWBALL'

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A/N: Woooooooow, my first actual writing post and I’m already breaking continuity!

So, to clarify if you’ve been here for a second, this is centered around an AU of my oc Azrael that’s practically a different person, but still juuuuuust similar enough that I don’t want to change his name/appearance XD

That being said, it’s an AU where he’s a flirtatious and self destructive demon with a gothic aesthetic, how could I NOT put him with Frollo! This is a very self indulgent one shot to get the ball rolling, but still seemed fun enough that people would like it lol

Pairing: Younger! Claude Frollo (about late 20s) x male demon OC

TW: generally toxic “relationship”, mentions and allusions to sex (nothing explicit, but it’s still referenced), degrading behaviors and comments, slight spiritual psychosis, religious trauma, honestly Frollo pining for anyone feels like it should be its own warning

Word count: 2,815k

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This isn’t his fault.

Frollo stands shock still with his hands drawn tightly against his chest, silently glaring ahead at the illuminated arch of his mantle in contemplation. This…isn’t his burden to bear, this is the doing of that hellish fiend and its own drive to corrupt and ruin everything it encounters. It’s not his fault that this beast has relentlessly taunted and pursued him, it’s not his fault that he eventually...it’s not his fault that he tossed it a bone to shut the thing up!

Claude is yanked from his thoughts by a loud crack in the fireplace. The hearth roars onwards vivaciously, snapping up sparks and devouring the firewood its been provided greedily, and all but demanding the Judge’s attention as it crackles through a store of sap caught in the wood.

Frollo draws himself back from the fire, back from its insistent call to be perceived, but he can still feel the heat of it radiating across his skin even at a distance. The hearth still desolates the wood its fed in a voracious display of consumption, still calls his eyes back to it with its incessant flicker, and Frollo is left with an…uncomfortable reminder staring back at him from the pit of the hearth. As the light of the flame licks up along the chimney, and the flame itself swallow up its fuel like some creature starved, Frollo is reminded of actions he…truly should forget. The judge is reminded of clawed hands threatening to tear both cloth and skin, wickedly tempestuous eyes needling at his spirit from the ground, and a painfully skilled tongue set on devouring him a drop at a time-

Frollo snaps his eyes shut at that. The memory halts his breath in his lungs, and fishes up a shiver from deep within his bones, but still he shuts it out.

He’s getting ahead of himself with this, and giving the whole ordeal far more thought than it actually deserves, and that’s probably exactly what this beast wants from him. It wants to drag him into the same depravity and starvation it suffers, so truly all he’s going to accomplish by fixating on the whole ordeal is letting that fiend wiggle itself farther in his mind than it has any right to be. With a forceful draw of breath, more so than it truly should be for the moment, Frollo reaches for his stocker and snuffs out the fireplace for the evening. As the flame exhales its final breaths of smoke Claude releases a relieved sigh, and with the matter settled he finally just picks himself up for bed.

He’s truly just applying more weight to the whole ordeal than it actually requires. With the way Azrael was acting, with how shameless he had become in his pursuit for sustenance, one could even argue that it was charitable of him to let the thing feed itself.

As Frollo pulls himself out of the main hall and towards his bedchamber his steps land just a bit harder than usual. His pace is a step quicker, his shoulders are just barely hunched, and his presence could almost appear weighted if one were brazen enough to peer into his eyes. To any passersby it would go unnoticed, or at least unspoken for the sake of their own safety, but to a focused pair of eyes tucked against the shadows the judge’s hurried pace is simply too delightful to ignore.

Claude truthfully doesn’t notice the demon’s presence when he passes him in the hallway, nor does he notice when a far more amused set of footsteps slowly trail behind his own, until he feels the blasted thing’s breath suddenly flickering across the skin of his neck. Azrael had crept up close enough behind him to draw his lips up along the nape of his neck, and of course he just has to flaunt the position while he speaks.

“A bit late for a stroll in the hall, wouldn’t you say, darling? Normally you’re the first of us to settle in for the night.”

This creature, this horrible…relentless creature, truly knows no mercy.

Frollo hates how his pace halts at the first whisper of Azrael’s voice, that his pulse jumps up into his throat from just a whisper against his neck, but of course that’s exactly what this fiend would impose onto him. Of course this beast wouldn’t be satisfied with just a lick of him when it’s famished like this.

“I had the full intention to rest for the evening, before I was so brazenly interrupted.”

Frollo tries to save himself for the evening, tries to swerve away into a protective position and stare the thing down into submission, but the effort is rendered almost useless against a starved beast cloaked in moonlight and the night itself. The Judge is faced with a display of deep onyx curls hanging shamelessly past the demon’s shoulders, damnably obscene eyes that threaten to pierce right through him if they linger in any one spot, and the satisfied twitch of a just barely exposed tail; there’s simply no way for him to prevail against this beast when it’s already readied itself to devour him. Even as Azrael begins to stalk towards him Frollo is already loosing the attempted threat in his eyes.

“Oh, but it is quite late in the evening now, and I’ve only just come now to greet you. Something must have been holding your attention long before I “interrupted” you for you to still be awake.”

The creature continues to close in on Frollo before he can back up or respond, and what started as a calculated stalk rapidly devolves into an eager stride until the demon is uncomfortably close to the man’s face. He’s close enough that Frollo can see the splits and bruising along the demon’s lips…close enough that he’s can remember how the demon earned them in the first place. The Judge has to avert his eyes from the creature, he truly does not need to dwell on past favors when the damned thing is already vying to get more from him, and thankfully he finds a brief lapse in the demon’s control over him in the process. He truly shouldn’t entertain this thing, he should know better than to offer a pleading dog scraps, but this beast has a talent for demanding attention…and he can only tolerate it’s attempts for so long.

“…you pride yourself on being a ‘perceptive’ creature, and yet you have no clue as to why I would possibly be awake for an evening?”

Azrael lets his lips split back at your response; back into the horribly wicked grin he always takes on when things start go his way…when it’s already too late.

“Oh, I am quite aware of the actual reason you’re still awake, darling; I simply assumed that you would like prefer a chance to excuse yourself.”

“I-“

“I have nothing to excuse, and you have held me hostage in this hall long enough, demon.”

Frollo practically spits the words out as if uttering them alone spreads a bitter venom over his tongue. He doesn’t have the time or energy to weave around this fiend’s trickery and twisted sense of play, and he’s already regretting even entertaining the dastardly thing momentarily.

“As I have already stated I am going to rest for the evening, and I will not have you delaying that further for this latest game of yours. If you have nothing of importance to share then I will be on my way-“

Frollo had finally begun to back away from the demon, finally had a chance of escaping for the night, but is halted by a clawed hand snatching up the back of his collar. Azrael has always been shameless about his own desires, and easily emboldened to pursue whatever it believes it’s owed, but to outright snatch him in the middle of the hall…is new. Frollo can feel the beast’s nails scraping against his flesh, and the faint strain of his collar against his throat, and the whole ordeal is just too much to respond too. For just a split second Frollo stills, feeling eerily similar to mouse caught between some barn-cat’s teeth; when he finally speaks again it is with a tone of reservation and acquiescence.

“…what are you seeking, demon?”

“Just a taste, darling, if you have the time.”

Azrael leans in against Frollo’s neck as he mutters the request against his skin, just close enough for his breath to lick against him while still keeping that mouth at bay. For such a painfully greedy creature he’s frustratingly good at mimicking restraint when he wishes it, and at this point the judge almost feels he would prefer it if this creature was at least consistent in his ruthlessness. Somehow this subdued state, the way this demon can just barely restrain himself when the depths of his ravenousness have been exposed, is just so much worse. It’s a tactic that rips into Frollo like jaws ravaging flesh, and one that exposes him raw for this beast to consume.

Once again the judge finds himself haunted by those fiendish lips, how voracious they became when given a “taste” of him, and the keenly aware eyes staring back at him while those lips gutted him. It’s a horrible thought to bear, and a treacherous thing to have dangled in front of his face, yet it has just the effect this demon has surly been striving for. Suddenly the demon’s breath runs lines of arousal across The judge’s throat, and suddenly he’s exhaling the last of his resolve for the evening.

“If…that is what it will take to finally put you to rest, then so be it..but I will not be bothered with this obscenity again…understood?”

“My darling, I can assure you now that you will never hear me plead for this again after tonight.”

Of course Azrael decides to purr the response out against the judge’s ear, forcing him to stiffen his back less he permit the demon the pleasure of a physical reaction. Even when an agreement is settled, and the beast has beaten him, he is clearly never satisfied with his pursuit. Honestly it is questionable if this fickle fiend can even be humored on his “promise” to suddenly be content after getting his way tonight, but at this point Frollo argues with himself that the action is worthwhile even if it bats the demon away long enough for him to sleep. It’s still just a taste after all, a minute compromise to keep this nightmare at bay. The Judge finally pries himself back from Azrael, now acutely aware of the publicity of this exchange should a restless maid or someone else make their way into the hall, and a weight he interrupts as demonic influence seems to fall off of him in turn as he does so.

“I will not have you misconstruing your own debauchery as mine, nor will I offer you an opportunity to mislead others into believing that I am doing anything but entertaining you. Let it be known that if so much as a whisper crosses ears surrounding this I will personally hunt you down and cast you back to the fires myself.”

“…is that understood, devil?”

For a split moment the pair fall into silence at that, a standstill illuminated by filtered moonlight that feels more like a stalemate than an agreement, as Frollo waits for some kind of confirmation from the beast before him. He is already inconveniencing himself enough trying to pacify this creature, he can’t afford for this to be twisted up into a rumor he knows this beast would be delighted to contaminate the streets with. The Judge continues to hold himself with bolted feet in the hall, his eyes meeting Azrael’s like the edge of a blade, before the action is cut by an amused click of the creature’s tongue. The demon idly leans his head to the side, a few wisps of his hair rolling off his shoulder from the motion, as a faint grin slowly etches across his lips

“my dear, who in this kingdom would possibly believe any rumor I have to offer? I don’t think it would matter if I whispered in someone’s ear or shouted on the street…we both know that there isn’t a soul here who would listen to a word I said.”

Frollo can hear the creature’s voice flow along with his little speech, but anything the beast has to say is effectively muffled the moment that grin is revealed. It’s an unusual expression for Azrael, far more subdued than the taunting face he typically bears, and if the shift had come from anyone else the Judge could have almost mistaken the look for something vaguely sardonic. It’s…not an expression Claude can say he is particularly fond of.

“That is not an answer, beast.”

Frollo can hear another tsk of the demon’s tongue, likely lamenting over the unwanted response, as he is given no choice but to meet the Judge’s demands. The creature’s eyes fall and his head dips into place, and yet that hideous grin never quite slips off of his lips. Such a disturbing expression.

“…Then consider my voice cut on the matter, and your warning throughly received.”

The beast holds himself like that for a moment longer; with his face tilted down and his hair obscuring his expression from view. It’s a pose that could be mistaken as subservience from a foolish person, and If Frollo was a lesser he could even imagine taking a bit of vindication in the sight. To witness a demon even feign any semblance of defeat must be an extraordinary occurrence, and perhaps if the act was a bit more genuine it would have pulled a bit of pleasure from the judge; just to see this beast learn some semblance of place. However, as it stands the position is still just for show. The demon proves himself eager to bring his little performance to close as he picks his head back up rather vigorously, and in an uncharacteristic display even backs away from the Judge.

“Well, if there are no other threats you wish to utter, or insults you would care to spit, I will leave you to your “rest”. Until we next meet, my darling.”

The demon backs up a few steps more from Frollo before he fades from the hall entirely with a faint wisp of smoke. Of course the foul thing won’t even offer a chance for Frollo to conclude the conversation, and he certainly won’t be seen chasing a hellbeast through the hall just to have the last word. The Judge instead just scoffs quietly at the silent air in the demon’s absence.

It should be a relief for Frollo to be without the demon’s presence, to finally be offered a moment of repose after that beast has tormented his mind and body all evening, but of course even that has been robbed from him. Of course he can’t even be allowed peace in his own solitude.

That beast always had a skill for stealing Claude’s exhaustion while in his space, but it quickly returns in waves now that the creature’s nowhere to be seen. Frollo’s shoulder’s sag with what should have been a long expected weight, and before he can even imagine making his way to his chambers he has to just lean against the wall for support. After a few minutes of being propped up like this the Judge attempts to draw in a soothing breath; just to blow the soot and grime of that entire exchange off of him. It’s a pitiful solace to perform, but one that slowly becomes effective. After a few breaths the Judge can comfortably shut his eyes, and after a few more he can begin to center his thoughts.

The demon hasn’t completely left Frollo’s mind, but now it’s at least sitting quietly and refraining from causing issues in his space. He finally has a moment to just think through his situation, and remind himself of why he even agreed to this in the first place.

Again, he’s offering this creature more power than it deserves, and this arrangement more weight than is required. This is nothing but the actions of a starving beast searching for a meal, and all he is doing is offering it a chance to sustain itself. No one could possibly expect him to turn down such a desperate creature, even an inferior one such as Azrael. It’s an act of pity on his part, an act of charity, even.

Who knows, perhaps if this creature keeps attempting to depend on him for sustenance he might even be able to use that to tame the thing.

Subservience was a fitting look for it, after all, and perhaps a demon’s talents could be useful if directed in the correct manner.

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Yep

Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeep TvT

Either that or “whyyyyyy did I write it like that??” lol

Pros of re-reading your own fic

a good time;

Has exactly the tropes you like and the characterization you want to read;

Gratification: yes you did finish a thing and yes you did do good;

just a very fun time all around.

Cons of re-reading your own fic:

Is that another TYpO

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So I have my first real project in the works right now, and I THOUGHT it would be a fairly simple One Shot…

Spoiler, it is not

Idk if it’s cause this is my first time writing with the intent to publicly share, or that it’s my first time actually writing for characters with a source material that isn’t my brain, but I swear this is taking me ten years to write TvT.

This experience has also made me realize just how RIDICULOUS Claude Frollo’s speech patterns are! I keep feeling like I’m overdoing it on the metaphors and insulting nicknames, looking at the source material/the way he speaks, and then going “nope, never mind, that’s about right”. This man speaks with a ludicrous amount of metaphor that gives MY imagery loving writing style a run for its money!

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That is SUCH a goddamn mood

I’m over here looking up everything from 15th century sleep wear (and if it was even worn by the time the film takes place in) to how common FIREPLACES were and if/when they would have been extinguished when someone went to bed -_-

I kid you not I had to look up the style of Fireplace we see in the film, if it would have been extinguished at night, how it was traditionally extinguished, and the actual name of the tool used cause the idea of keeping a “shovel” (the term google showed me for it initially) by the fireplace just sounded too ridiculous in writing

Having a historical F/O is so humiliating, I be looking shit up like what pastries existed in 15th century France-

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Wip for blorbo I’m wanting to write with! (Ignore the flatness of the colors I haven’t done anything with them yet TvT)

This is Azrael! I’ve had him around for a long while now, and he originally started as an antagonistic character for someone else that then got ✨accidental development✨ so you know he’s going to be a blast with morally questionable characters XD. Also, for reference, this drawing is meant to be towards the end of his character development; hence the softer rounded shapes, relaxed expression, and generally more comfortable design/body language.

I’ve made a few aus for him, but in his primary storyline he is a deity of heartache and companionship that didn’t quiiiiiiite realize he could embody anything *besides* misery for a long while. I’m not going to get into his entire story rn, but the main idea is that he had previously doubled down on the idea of being an antagonist and in his own words a “blight” as a means to cope with believing that’s all he was capable of being, and then having to face the consequences of that mentality when he causes irreparable damage to a loved one and faces the concept of grief for the first time. Very much a “teenage angst” kind of character, but I still love him and his development and I think he’ll be very fun to shove at characters lol. Specifically I was thinking of putting him with Hades! A troubled deity playing up this big bad image when he’s actually a sensitive little thing with major self esteem issues sounds perfect to the god if death that honestly seems like he has similar self image issues and about as equally healthy methods of handling it XD

Soooooo yeah! This is the first of the beans I’m debuting, and I’m hoping to do some actual writing with him soon!

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This seems like such a neat idea!! Honestly feels in line with the character and would show a rlly interesting character dynamic that puts Hades in a more understandable light without changing the structure of his morality

We love characters that can still be loving without being definitively “good” lol

Theory as to Why Disney's Hades Wanted to Overthrow Zeus

So, I was thinking recently about why Hades tries to overthrow Zeus in Disney's Hercules. The reason that the Muses give us is because he "thought the dead were dull and uncouth", but that feels super flimsy to me as an excuse. Especially when we see Hades say this:

He points out the scheme's been around for 18 years, which means that Hades had set up the hostile takeover scheme right around Hercules's birth, but he hadn't checked with the Fates until the day Zeus had that party for Hercules on Olympus. How do we know he hadn't checked before? Clotho tells Lachesis they are not supposed to tell anyone the future. I doubt she'd argue if they'd already told Hades the future of his plans before.

Also, while Hades may not like his job, his job makes him the most powerful king because EVERYONE will eventually become his subject. Why would he even want to rule over the living if he thinks the dead are so dull and uncouth? It's not like being dead robs you of intelligence or good manners... So why then would he want to rule Olympus and overthrow Zeus?

Well, I noticed this in the song "One Last Hope".

The song has Fall and Winter. If you've studied Greek Mythology, you know that means Hades is married because Fall and Winter happen in Greek mythology when Persephone is in the Underworld. We actually do see Persephone and Demeter in several shots on Olympus in the movie.

On top of that, Hades says this when he's offering his deal to Hercules.

I think that Hades decided to overthrow Zeus because he was angry that Persephone had to spend Spring and Summer with her mother, rather than being his wife and Queen all the time AND on top of that, he had to take the rap for Demeter causing a mass famine over her daughter's marriage to him. Here's why I think this.

When Hades shows up, he tries to break the ice with a joke, but we see the party glaring at him. You know who we don't see? Demeter, who by all accounts, SHOULD be there and the ANGRIEST with him. After all, in Greek myth, he kidnapped his wife. But she's noticeably ABSENT.

The ones glaring at him are Ares, Athena, Poseidon, Dionysus/Bacchus, and Aphrodite. All people who were likely massively affected by the massive famine Demeter put in place. Wars and tactical strategies don't go well if the people are starving to the point of death, repopulation drops if there's not enough food, if there's no grapes growing, there's no wine or drunken madness, and besides the ocean, Poseidon is also over horses and many horses likely died due to lack of plant growth. But they don't seem to be mad at Demeter, given Poseidon is chatting with her earlier in the scene.

Instead, all the ire seems to be directed at Hades, who, as far as we know, hasn't DONE anything to warrant that reaction. All he did was tell a poor joke, but everyone is looking at him like he caused a major problem by being there. Hades brushes their reactions off and starts trying to play nice and then Zeus grabs him and says, "You finally made it!" And notice Hades's face here:

Hades looks so uncomfortable with Zeus trying to make small talk, but he's trying to hide his negative emotions. He's forcing a smile and when Zeus asks how things are in the Underworld, he responds with this:

Hades, then focuses on Hercules, and doesn't seem to have a problem with him until he crushes his finger, but the point where Hades drops the mask and shows his ire is when Zeus says "Join the celebration!"

He says, "Hey! Love to, babe, but unlike you gods lounging about up here, I, regrettably, have a full-time gig, that you, by the way, so charitably bestowed on me, Zeus. So, can't. Love to but can't." He then quickly leaves.

I hear this as Hades subtly reminding Zeus that he has a taxing job that he can't be away from too long, especially now that the one person who SHOULD, by all means, be there to help him with the load of running the Underworld, can't be there half the time to help him get the excess work under control. Persephone, unlike the rest of the wives in the Greek Pantheon, has EQUAL power to Hades, which means that if she'd been able to be with him all year, they'd likely get the work done faster and could do things other than work.

Zeus makes a joke about Hades working himself to death, a few of the Olympians laugh, but again, Demeter and Persephone are missing from the scene.

Hades, however, is very upset at the joke at his expense and he mutters, "If only... If only..." when Zeus says he kills himself. Back in the Underworld, Hades says this about Zeus.

Now, we just saw Zeus be super welcoming to Hades at the party for Hercules. Why on Earth would Hades call Zeus "Mr. High and Mighty, Mr. "Hey, you, get off of my cloud"? I think Zeus behaved this way when Hades argued against the summons for Persephone to return to Demeter. Persephone is the Queen of the Underworld, and in myth, the reason Hades kidnapped Persephone? Her father, ZEUS, told him to do so.

Zeus is the reason for Persephone's kidnapping and marriage. Hades was following the law of Ancient Greece at the time. Ancient Greece was cool about many things, but women's rights? Not one of them. Greek men, if they wanted to get married, arranged it with the father of the bride. The mother and the bride herself had little to no say. So, in actuality, the one at fault when Demeter caused a mass famine? Zeus. The famine was actually targeting Zeus, because if all humans died, he'd get no more sacrifices, and all the dead become Hades and Persephone's subjects.

So I think that Zeus realized how ENRAGED Demeter was and made Persephone return to her mother, but Hades tried to argue against it because Persephone was his partner is a very demanding job and he'd gotten Zeus's permission, but Zeus used his title as King to force Hades to comply. As in, "I already decided, so we're done talking about it. Now, leave and go home." That would explain also why Hades says this:

Another thing I see as a hint to Hades attempting to overthrow Zeus because he's mad about the Persephone situation? When he's in the mortal world, Hades only destroys a few things. One is the statue of lovers that he uses as a throne when he's questioning Meg about Hercules's weakness, another is the vases of Hercules because he's mad that he can't beat him, but the other two? Plant life.

In the Homeric Hymn to Demeter, the main source for the Hades and Persephone myth, it's Demeter who brings back spring and plant life because she's happy about Persephone's return to her, not Persephone herself making the plants grow. While this could just be Hades taking out his frustrations on his surroundings, I find it interesting that he DECIMATES a grove of trees because Hercules is alive and could muck up his plans and that he burns a flower when he figures Hercules's weakness, which are often a sign of Springtime. It's almost like he's taking out his anger at Demeter's famine costing him his wife by destroying the plant life that Demeter creates as some small way to vent his frustrations. And speaking of Hercules's weakness, once Meg points out that monsters haven't been working against Hercules, Hades says this:

Now, given by this point, we KNOW due to "One Last Hope" that Hades and Persephone are married. I think this played into him figuring out to use Meg against Hercules. On top of that, Hades says this when Hercules is worried about innocent people getting hurt because of the deal:

I think Hades might have the same mentality about overthrowing Olympus. Having his wife back is more important to him than the ire of the rest of Olympus. Having his wife back is more important than keeping the Titans locked away. Having his wife back is worth being hated by all of Greece. Given the short time frame of his plot and all these other little things in his behavior, I really do think the reason that Hades decided to overthrow Zeus was so he could reverse the order for Persephone to spend half the year with him and half the year with her mother. But that's just my little theory/headcanon.

TLDR: I think the reason Hades tried to overthrow Zeus in Disney's Hercules was because he was angry he could only be with Persephone half the year.

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I’m not entirely certain what to put here, but I figured if I’m going to make this a thing then I might as well introduce myself! For the sake of this blog you can call me Edin, my pronouns are they/fey, and I’m a 20 year student old writer currently in the process of formatting their first book series.

I’ve always had a huge obsession with film and literature in general, but for the sake of this blog to keep it precise I’m probably just going to focus on Disney products and Disney antagonists.

As for why I’m here with a page I’ve essentially been writing little Oc x canon villain stories in my head for years as and finally said “fuck it, I can’t just keep this in my head any longer”. This isn’t meant to be a particularly serious blog, really just a place to encourage me to get comfortable sharing any version of my work with a wide audience, but it seems like this could be a fun way to show off some of my characters and writing style. I mostly intend to post OC x canon work as well as some tidbits so you know who the fuk these OC’s actually are, but I’m also open to writing canon x reader headcanons and stories for Disney villains if anyone is looking to see that as well.

With that being said, this is probably a good place for disclaimers:

First of all this is an 18+ blog. I am not specifically catering towards erotica for my writing or this page, but I will incorporate sex into a story if it is narratively fitting/requested. The same stands for other mature or potentially triggering topics, so for minor safety I must advise that this blog be skipped if you are under the age of 18.

As for generally triggering topics I generally draw the line at in depth depictions of SA and rape, and fully draw the line at any depiction of incest, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t imagine there being no potentially triggering material in my stories. Any possibly uncomfortable topic will be tagged in warnings at the beginning of the story with a severity scale, but I still want to give warning that there will likely be potentially triggering topics depicted on this page if that is a hard no for anyone.

Finally this is not a place where I will tolerate any form of harassment or discrimination against any marginalized community, and I will block anyone that wishes to engage with this blog or anyone participating on it in a hateful manner. I myself am afab, autistic, and a part of the LGBTQIA, and I will not allow my communities or any other to be targeted on this page.

I should probably also add a list of characters I’ll write for, so I’ll put that here:

Hades

Jafar

Frollo

Maleficent

Ursula

Captain Hook

Dr. Facilier

Ratigan

Yzma

Cruella

Gantu

Long John Silver

Hans

Shan Yu

Magnifico (hate the movie but that dumbass of a man will NOT leave my brain)

I’m also potentially willing to write for Gaston, Clayton, and Rourke, but I have more difficulty connecting with them so I can’t guarantee that they’ll stay here.

That’s about everything I can think of right now for an introduction, and ofc I’ll update this post as needed, so for right now I will send this off with the hope that this page will find its people and that this is a neat little place for you!💚💚💚