#Uliana x Gn reader

[skellseerwriting]

Lobotomy

Uliana x GN!Reader

Word count: 1927

Warnings: Glorified lobotomy, Uliana (temporarily) removes part of your skull, Uliana sticks metal prongs in your brain and moves them around, descriptions of those things, reader enjoys it (can come off as masochistic), all of this is unethical and I do not endorse this in real life, reader doesn’t die, Uliana tastes your brain fluids, dead dove: do not eat, kissing, suggestive

Summary: You want Uliana to (literally) mess with your brain and she is more than happy to oblige

Written for my bestie @brokenmilkcrates! Who really wanted a lobotomy :P

If someone had told you that morning that you would later have an Uliana sitting on your lap, sticking metal prongs into your brain and giving you a glorified lobotomy; you would have called them crazy.

How did you get there was a question you kept asking yourself.

Near the end of the school day you had bumped into the certain sea witch, who looked at you with disgust (which made you swoon) and said in a fake whiny voice: “Someone must’ve forgotten to put their brain in today!”

You only let out a dreamy sigh in response before telling her: “No, but you could take mine out…”

Uliana seemed barely shocked, if only for a moment. Quickly, her sinister smile graced her beautiful features once again as she enclosed in your space.

“You’d like that, huh?” She placed a well manicured finger under your chin.

Your breath quickened, and you could only faintly nod as you tried not to become light-headed.

And then she whisked you away to the black lagoon lair.

You trailed after her from behind like some eager puppy, but once you reached the water’s edge and the stepping stones you were uncertain about the sturdiness of, she took matters into her own hands; or, rather, tentacles.

Wrapping two of the appendages around your torso and legs, she lifted you up horizontally over the water; squeezing you tight. A noise bubbled up through your throat and you clamped it down. The last thing you wanted was her to stop and drop everything if you were weird.

Well, to be fair, you were long past that at this point.

“I hope you’re comfortable up there~” Uliana teased, constraining your lungs even farther and pushing all the air out of them.

Now that made you make noise.

“Don’t worry darling. We won’t be long.” She reassured, and you weren’t quite sure if the tentacle making its way under the back of your shirt had a mind of its own or not.

Entering through the gaping mouth of the fish, Uli brought you to the far end. Back there lay a random assortment of furniture and what looked to be potion-making things.

At this point you were beginning to feel numb from the compression.

Unfortunately, that came to an end as Uliana began to let go; propping you up against something as she set you down gently. Her tentacles unnecessarily trailed over your body and legs as they drew away from you. They left a tingly feeling all over from their tender caress.

“Now…” Uliana mused, pulling her eight appendages back in. “Time for the fun part…”

Excitement coursed through your veins, and you couldn’t help but bite your lip. Uli sat down on your legs, pulling herself into your lap. She was a nice and heavy weight on your thighs. It was comforting. And even more comforting was the way she placed her hands on your hips, sliding them up your body with an electrifying touch before being placed at the base of your head.

Leaning forward, she brought her pretty lips to your ear and whispered to you.

“Are you ready?~”

Swallowing hard, you faintly nodded; eyes fluttering at the way her nails teased the hair at the base of your neck.

Subconsciously, your hands moved near on their own as they placed themselves on Uliana’s thighs, which were sat on either side of you. She gave you an amused look, and grabbed you hands.

To your surprise, she slid them higher up her legs, resting just below her hips.

Opening a bag next to her that you hadn’t noticed, she pulled out what appeared to be a little potion. Uncorking it, she tipped the glass to your lips. You didn’t hesitate and slowly gulped it down; eyelids heavy.

“This will stop you from feeling pain, along with preventing you from bleeding out.” She explained, before wiping off some of the elixir that had managed to dribble out of your mouth. She sucked it off her finger with a happy “mmm!”

“I made it myself.” She flaunted, now tracing her nails over your jaw and throat. “I’ve always wanted to do this to someone. But then there’s the legal matters and potentially killing someone and blah bablah bahblah.”

Reaching into the bag again, she pulled out some tools. It was then, you realized, that you could begin to feel the effects of the potion.

You could still feel things. You could feel the fabric of Uli’s pants under your palms that held her. But, you were feeling fuzzy, in a static-y way. Your whole body began tingling, and only when Uliana brought her hands back to your face did that strange feeling jolt pleasantly on the skin there.

You tried to bring a hand up to hold her own, but nothing happened. Arms feeling like dead weights, you realized you couldn’t move. Not a single inch.

Uli must have noticed your eyes widen, because she held your cheek (which sparked at the touch) and tutted.

“Aww… are you having trouble moving Honey? Don’t worry, that’s a part of the effect. Can’t have my Guinea pig moving now can I?”

You internally groaned at the pet name. Both of them.

Your head suddenly lolled back, now at a slight angle; the control of your neck vanishing.

Uliana let out a little happy squeal when that happened.

“Okay.” She went, and you could hear metal click against each other. It was finally happening.

Uli brought out two tentacles and, along with her hands, they disappeared above your visual perception.

Something compressed all around your crown, and you heard a sharp crack.

“Don’t worry, I’ll use magic to put it back. It’ll be just like new.” Uli giggled.

You could only guess that it was part of your skull that she just removed. Oh, you hoped it was.

Cold air started to caress the top of your head, and you were sure your hunch was correct. The thought made you feel like you were slowly turning into a human shaped bag of flesh under Uliana’s body.

Interrupting your thoughts, she held something in front of your eyes.

In her hands were two, thin, long metal prongs.

Please let those be what you thought they were for. Noises escaped your throat again.

“Let me know how this feels.”

At first you weren’t sure what she meant, but as soon as the cool metal touched your brain with a cold shock did you remember. The potion prevented pain, not sense of feeling.

You could feel it. You could feel it.

The prong was slowly being pushed down vertically into your brain, and your eyes rolled back into your head at the feeling. Soon after, Uliana began moving it up and down, and your body jolted.

“Does that feel good?~” she asked, voice dripping with honey.

All that could escaped you was a whimper.

Then, she added the other prong. It felt sharp as it went down into the same spot as the other one, and already it was overstimulating.

Uli began pushing them down again while giggling. She sounded so lovely. But, that wasn’t the only thing you could hear.

You could hear the prongs.

You could hear them as they moved around in your brain. It was a wet, squishy noise that followed along with the movement of the utensils. It sounded absolutely sinful.

Not even realizing it, your breathing was so heavy now. You just felt so hot. The prongs no longer felt cold, because they got warmed up by your body heat. You were melting at it all, but most especially with the way the metal sticks prodded your brain harshly.

The squelching slowed to a stop, and you could feel them being pulled out. Before you could mourn their loss, a new feeling emerged.

Two feelings, actually.

Each prong was at a different side of your brain, going back inside you.

Now, they were rotating. The sensation was mind numbing and made you feel like an absolute wreck. After a few moments, the speed increased dramatically. Or at least, that’s what you thought they were doing. You couldn’t see exactly what she was doing but by the heavens it felt amazing.

It sounded like someone was stabbing a wet sponge.

It left you with your eyes barely open and mouth barely closed; hands now on the floor with the palms facing up. You were fully slack against gravity’s mercy, drooling as she rammed the prongs in and out violently while they turned round and round; jabbing your brain in all the right places.

Eventually, her pace settled down, and as the the steel sticks slid out of your brain with a wet pop, you could only wish you would be able to do this again.

Uliana was a happy lady on top of your melting body. She placed a free hand on your warm belly.

Wait, free hand?

Craning your eyes, you saw that both prongs were in her other hand. And, oh- they were wet with some clear liquid.

Was that your brain fluid?

“Now that was fun.” Uliana smiled, and the next thing she did absolutely wrecked you.

She brought her hand up near her lips, curled her tongue around the utensils, and licked the gooey, organic substance in one large, slow stroke.

She groaned at the flavor, taking another taste.

Okay.

That was hot.

Uliana noticed your staring state. She eyed the drool on your chin that had leaked due to not being able to control much of your face.

“Oh?” she realized, switching her view from between your eyes and your lips. “All you had to do was ask~”

Moving the hand on your stomach up the the back of your head, she pushed your face forward to meet hers in the middle.

She kissed you, and it was the most tender thing you had ever felt. You couldn’t really move your lips, but her movement more than made up for it. It was delectable, and you wanted nothing more than to be able to move your arms so you could hold her and pull her closer.

Practically reading your mind, Uliana shuffled impossibly farther into your lap, deepening the kiss.

She began licking the drool off the corner of your mouth, and you mentally froze in shock. After getting it all, it almost seemed like she was returning it to you as she began exploring your mouth with her tongue.

Oh, if you were to die right now you’d die happy.

And then you tasted it.

Something strange on her tongue.

And you realized; it was your brain fluid.

The sound that came out of you was inhuman. That was the only possible explanation.

“You did such a good job today.” Uliana praised you after pulling away. She wiped some drool off of her mouth with satisfaction, and the sight itself was satisfying to you.

“Thank… you...” you said breathily; still panting as your voice was beginning to return to you.

Uli ran her thumb over your lower lip, a look of thinking on her beautiful face.

“How about this…” she began, and you were eagerly all ears. “I get to come up with different ways to do unethical things to the human body, and you get to be my guinea pig~”

Kill me I must be dreaming.

“Hmm? What was that?”

“Yes.” You said hoarsely; throat feeling dry. “Yes please.”

She laughed at your over-eagerness, then gave you another deep kiss.

“Wonderful. We’re going to do great things together.”

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[lowkeyrobin]

can i request an uliana’s crew x shy reader one shot? <3

I can try! ; had no ideas for this so I kinda split this up like a preference but idrc man ; thanks for requesting, hope you enjoy! ; i tried making this a continuous story too so idrk man

FEARFUL FIVE ; no need to be shy

summary ; youre shy. and uliana and her crew slowly recruit you

warnings ; language

disclaimers ; p/n = parents name

word count ; 845

masterlist

You sit in class, silent as usual, working on bookwork by your lonesome.

You'd moved to Merlin's Academy months ago, but had been to shy to make any friends. You didn't really need them anyways, you were just fine blanketed in your silence and loneliness.

Beside you sits Maleficent, halfway attendant to the lesson as she writes the notes down in her book. She holds a black pen in her right hand, her left hand holding her head up.

As you fall behind, thank the teacher for flipping through the slides too quickly, you shyly look over at her, too nervous to get her attention. She looks over at you, having sense your eyes burning into her skull.

"Uhm," you whisper. "Did you get six and seven?" you nervously ask, unable to hold eye contact.

She lightly smiles in response and turns her book a bit so you can see the answers on the page. You shoot her a little smile before quickly writing them down, whispering a thank you as well.

"No need to be shy, hun."

You didn't have a public opinion about the VK's. You really couldn't care less, you just wanted to stay out of their way. But that also went for the other kids too, they could be mean.

But, your natural fear of people was at it again. You didn't know where to sit since your little table had been stolen in the cafeteria today. But, Morgie Le Fay, a VK, approaches you, a little excited to ask you the question that follows.

"Hey, would you wanna sit with us?"

He points back at his group, all half watching you two from their table.

"Uhm..." you try to inspect his expression, trying to decode if he was being fake or not. "Uh, sure"

He smiles, grabs your hand, and quickly leads you to the table. You sit down next to him, shyly picking at your food, listening to their conversation.

Morgie quietly speaks to you, seeing your abnormal behavior. "No need to be shy, we're nice, I promise" He smiles. "What's your name?"

"Y/n" You answer, sounding a little disinterested.

"Wait," Hades quickly looks up at you, "Y/n, like P/n, like Y/n L/n?"

You nod, sticking a celery stick in your mouth.

Hook chuckles. "Cool"

Morgie looks back at you with a soft smile.

"Told you we're nice"

A few days had passed since you sat at the VK's table. You decided to sit with them from now on since they were actually nice to you, and you never ended up getting your table back anyway.

Physical education wasn't your strong suit. Why you needed to know how to use a sword anyways was beyond you.

Though, James Hook was in your class, which was a little nice. You'd been paired with him today, though you were too shy to actually talk to him.

He slings an arm around your shoulders, which quickly tense up under his touch. He leans forward, looking at you, seeing your gaze stuck forward.

"Are you alright, new kid?"

You nod.

"Not know how to use a sword?" He asks, a little amused.

You shake your head.

"I can teach you" He shrugs, "Not that hard"

He notices your odd silence.

"Y'know, you don't have to be shy. I won't cut your hand off, love"

Hades works beside you in potions class, his eyes looking like he was barely attentive at 8am. You'd quickly gotten confused and mixed up with the directions, having stopped yourself to stare at the book, trying to figure out what you were even doing. Curse these textbooks riddled in poems and old English.

Hades notices your still silence, furrowing his brows as he looks at you. He tilts his head, realizing you need help.

"Do you need help?" he asks.

You look at him, then back at the book, and nod, handing it to him. He holds the book in his hand, his finger following the words he read in his head.

"You're very quiet" he comments.

You shrug.

"Okay, so, add the eye of newt, then stir, then add the witch's spit."

"Okay, thank you," you thank him quietly, setting the book back down on your desk.

He nods. "Don't gotta be shy, you can ask for help," he shrugs. "You're cool."

"Thanks..."

Over the course of the past few months, Uliana and her friends had kind of dragged you into their group. They seemed to be the only people who spoke to you first, pulling you into them. So, you began to trust them more and talk to them a bit more, too.

The only one you hadn't had a personal run-in with was Uliana herself.

But now was that time.

She'd brought you to the Black Lagoon, tentacles loosely wrapped around your waist and shoulders as you lead you further through the woods. Your steps are small and cautious, reeking nervousness.

She stops, looking at you. "There's no need to be shy, darling. C'mon, I want to show you something amazing"

[w4w4lycsss]

Hook x Reader

when Uliana try’s to get back at Bridget for humiliations her with the cupcake the reader gives uliana the truth that it’s her fault and not Bridget’s, Uliana goes crazy and try’s to attack the reader but hook stops her and instead she attacks him, but the reader grabs hook and the two have to run away from Uliana

AFTERGLOW | JAMES HOOK

summary: You thought you were losing the spark in your relationship with Hook until he took a chance on you. pairing: James Hook x gn!royal!reader warning: maybe some angst? fights, public drama, slight mention of injuries a/n: thanks for the support ❤

Maybe it was a bad idea to dress you in a sweater that Hook had given you a month ago, when your relationship was still more stable. It wasn't a bad 'relationship', you weren't even sure whether to call it that. They both fell in love secretly and maintained a romantic relationship that was quite hidden and discreet, but overnight it seemed more dull.

You left your room to take your classes wearing his sweater, was it comfortable? Yes, his smell was comforting and you looked good, you were relieved that no one knew it was his, you felt a breath of air. All until the VKs got fed up with peace.

You were friends with Maleficent, she was the only one who knew about your relationship problems and the anguish you felt every time you tried to calm your head. You hadn't deigned to hang out with Hook, you snuck away with her (and Hades as a busybody) to get some peace of mind.  

You were hidden in the shadows of your friend, watching how the leader of the VK went crazy after having turned into a flamingo, soaked by the magic of the fountain.

“I'M GOING TO DESTROY HER!”

You recoiled at the scream, even if it wasn't directed at you. You hugged the strap of your backpack hanging over your shoulder, frowning uncomfortably at the scene.

“Gods, how can she be so stupid?”

Suddenly (and unfortunately) Uliana turned to you, looking furious as if you had been to blame for her current state. You gulped and backed away as much as possible until he cut you off, placing one of her tentacles on your back.

"What did you say?"

You frowned, maybe you had anger and stress built up from a failed relationship or a bad hair and makeup day.

“Listen, it’s not her fault, she told you it would be a bad idea, look at you!” You bit the inside of your cheek, not knowing where you were getting the courage to continue talking to him like that. “In part it is your fault."

Uliana was angrier than before, approaching you menacingly and almost forgetting about Bridget. She wrapped the tentacle that was on your back around your waist, lifting you into the air and making you drop your backpack in shock.

“Uliana, let them go!” Hook shouted, freezing as he heard himself raise his voice. He swallowed when he realized that the eyes were on him. "You should not have done that."

“Oh, you defend the little royal?” She scoffed, dropping you and turning her attention to Hook.

He ran over to you, taking your arm to help you stand up and see if everything was in order. He brought his hand up to cup your cheek as the cold metal of his hook settled on your lower back.

"Are you okey?" He asked softly, which you felt scared by having the eyes of others on you.

"You are pathetic." He spat at Uliana. "Royalty? Oh really? You've fallen under."

“Hook, stop-”

He interrupted you with a whisper. “Please don't tell me like that.” He looked at you pleadingly and turned angrily to her. “Don't do anything to them.”

“You are a coward now, you are a villain, you are vile and cruel!”

“I still am! Just…maybe I'm in love…”

“I don't want you to come near me again.”

Uliana tripped Hook with one of her tentacles, causing him to fall backwards and hit his head on the edge of the fountain, opening a wound.

"James!" You crouched down to his level, being followed by his worried friends. “That was so stupid.”

"It was worth it."

"No! You're bleeding."

“I don't really care, I'm not going to die.” He let out a carefree laugh. "I love you."

“I love you too, idiot.”

Maleficent crouched down to his height and with a little magic managed to heal the wound on his head. You helped him pick him up while you scolded him for the foolish thing he had just done and that he declared his love for you publicly, but he didn't look remorseful.

You guided him to your room, sitting him on your bed as you walked in circles.

"What are you going to do now that the whole school knows you're dating a royal?"

"Love you better." He said bluntly. "I love you, I'm not ashamed to love you in public, rigth? I don't want it to be a secret anymore."

"I thought you didn't like to show public affection."

"Maybe, but right now I don't care."

You frowned compitably and sat down next to him carefully. He dragged his hand toward yours over the sheets and intertwined his fingers.

"You're a big idiot."

"That's how you love me."

You rolled your eyes and kissed him, at the end of the day, you had no choice but to be happy with someone who had a small scar on his head for having defended you.

[crowpickingss]

Hooks and Thorns

hook x gn! maleficent’s sibling reader

summary: hook tries to get the reader to fall in love with them

warnings: none

a/n: I was sleep deprived while writing this so please excuse errors

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Your sister had always been protective over you, every time someone took a slight interest in you she would scare them off. So that’s how you found yourself with zero friends and a love life as dead as the underworld itself.

When she first introduced you to her boyfriend you were skeptical, you found it unfair she could have a love life. Although over time you grew to enjoy the company of hades. When you both started school you were the only person she hung out with however over time he distanced herself and now you were alone.

You would spend your days in secluded areas, never taking to anyone. So when one day she approached you and asked you to come meet her friends you were surprised. She brought you over to the table they normally sat at. Of course you knew hades but there were three others you didn’t know.

Uliana the sister of Ursula seemed intense you had heard about the whole flamingo feathers incident and had avoided her ever since. Morgie Le Fay you had seen him with hades and Maleficent a couple of times but never got to know him, he seemed nice or as nice as a villain can be.

And then there was Hook, your sister had told you about his generally flirtatious nature and warned you not to get too close as he had a history of breaking people’s hearts.

The moment Hook saw you he was in love, although he would never have admitted that at the time he wanted to have you. When you sat across him his heart rate fluttered, he glided his hook up and down your thigh.

At that time he was in a relationship with some random royal but after you left he broke up with them immediately. The next day he found you sitting by the fountain “Hey” You look up at hook noticing the glisten of light reflecting off his hook “Oh hi hook” He swung his arm onto your shoulder “Please call me James” You nodded “What are you doing by the fountain, I though the sibling of maleficent would be doing something sinister” You leaned your head back “I’m not really the evil type” He stole the seat next to you

“Really, that’s cool” He slid the curved part of his hook under your chin “I guess? I’m just more focused on studies” He leaned against you “I should’ve known, so you got a boyfriend” You move back a bit slightly taken aback by his question “No, I wish though Mali keeps scaring them off” He chuckles

He says in a whisper quiet enough that you won’t here “Perfect” He then rubs the curved part on you thigh “I know castle-coming is happening soon, so you have a date” This time you leaned against him “No, everyone’s to scared to”

He pulls you closer “Would you want to be my date” You rest your head on his shoulder “Sure, what’s the worst that could happen” Turns out that sentence has a lot of power.

When maleficent found out she was fuming. She guarded you from hook for two days then when he couldn’t take not seeing you he burst into your dorm. Maleficent wasn’t there so the coast was clear for now.

“James, what are you doing here if Mali founds out she will kill both of us” He grabs your hands “I’m sorry but I couldn’t bear another second without seeing you, I love you” You look into his eyes “You love me?” He kisses you on the cheek “I do, I really love you from the moment I saw you” You pull him into a kiss holding him close when Maleficent barges in “What the hell”

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[minzart]

Blazing eyes

Maleficent x Reader(GN) x Hades . ROR-VKs & You

“professor-” he slams the door close, leaving you alone… you naturally louch yourself to the door and try to pry it open, sadly it won't budge “cursed old fucking man -OPEN! ABRACADABRA! PRESTO! BIBIDBOBIDIBO! COMONNNNNN BITCH-”

“poor thing has lost it” Hook whispers.

“we haven't tried bitch as a pass wold tho” Morgie added in “didn't work, but it would have been so funny if it did”

“OPEN SESSAME!”

“alright alright alright” Uliana gets up from her seat “calm down, we don't bite”

“much” Hades adds and seconds later Maleficent hits his head firmly.

Or... how you got recruited as a new VK and the drama that comes with being friends (and for some more) of the young villains

In a world of princesses, princes, knights, evil fairies and gods you were neither, perhaps one could say you were even less, a commoner, a plebeian with the most average sprinkle of magic yet to set foot in Merlin Academy again. Never a stand out and when your voice was heard it was almost as if the room could swallow it whole for how little it mattered in the grand scheme of things.

What would you be when you graduated? A tug? A squire? Perhaps if lucky an advisor or even a right hand confidant of a big name hero or villain. Maybe just a normal baker, who's to say, after all, the unremarkable have their own gift, destiny, profecies and duty wasn't yours to claim after all, so your life is yours and yours alone to mold, change, waste, thrive and live.

But oh that doesn't mean you can't impact lives, no, rather the opposite, you can be the last straw or the first domino that will never see the finish line but will be remembered as fondly and bitterly as the eyes that saw you last.

And our story starts not by your eyes, but by hers, a young fary sits bored out of her mind in a perfect, dreadful, evening at detention with the fools she calls… allies…. Yes, that felt… correct enough, and with the infant God she could only denominated as a passing interest at best, a boyfriend at worst.

Morgie, being the little snake that he is, can't keep still and out of the woods for long before he starts budging the magical reinforced windows, she won't blame him, after all she herself did the same thing some months ago and now the windows have a reflective spell to “keep students safe”, as if they didn't threw out weaklings out of those even before her… “sneeze incident”, as if she could even make mistakes, that was a purposeful fire breaking breath right into the window's direction and not because Uliana's cologne was too strong that day, absolutely preposterous of principal Merlin to spread that ridiculous rumor about her, she had to curse twice the students to shut their giggles that week all because of that pompous old man.

James had given up cheering for Morgie and now laid back, boots staining the desk shining his golden rook and by his pout being extremely disappointed in his eyeliner not being as sharp as it was 20 minutes ago.

“Uliana~” he called, a melodic tune echoing in the almost empty classroom “dear, scariest witch of the sea, seafoam of my dreams”

“call me that one more time and I'll give your other hand to tictoc as a gift asshole” the leader of this little band of mischief smirked, pointing her little switchblade at him, she sat at the teacher's desk, marking one more tally to their monthly visit and, before being interrupted, curiously checking to see if new marks were made by new potential allies “what do you want?”

“do you have that miraculous eyeliner in you again? I think I missed a spot” the young sea witch rolls her eyes in amusement and one single tentacle leaves her back, the black tube almost reaching Hook's good hand, then it doubled back and threw it in his bad hand's direction, the boy caugh it without much fuss and dangled it in her direction, wiggling his eyebrows in victory.

“much thanks beauty”

“your parents should have named you Narcissus”

“and you should try being a pitcher to this years baseball team”

“you would be too good for them tho” the young God spoke from behind the black fary, playfully passing the same blue flame around his fingers “I saw Jame's fumble a bit this time”

“I didn't fumble anything!”

“yes you did”

“did not”

“did too”

“did-”

The door of the class is slammed open by what Maleficent can smell is the dire's magic, his voice getting closer and closer, Uliana decides to move to the closest chair, not interested in prolonging the tedious lesson with an extra 15 minutes of more lecture.

“I'm again so thankful you could come dear” Merlin's voice echoed inside “it's so hard to find generous students like yourself, always ready to help the ones with the most difficulty”

All teens roll their eyes and look at each other's direction just to confirm that they weren't just hallucinating the most basic and fakest sweet talk to ever exist, and by all means they did experience each “baby's first manipulation” attempt, and they were not as fake sounding as his.

“you are too kind professor” the nervous little laugh gave away whoever they were wasn't as ingenious as half this school seemed to be ”I did say i wanted to try everything once at least in my years resolution papers, and I mean it”

“such admirable dedication to academics I sure hope you pass a little bit of that for this… study… group” the hesitation in Marlin's voice made Morgie snort and fall to the ground, wich made Hook tremble and poke his own eye, which prompted him to swing his hook in ager back, ready to curse the son of Morgana, but his hook went flying off its place hitting Hades’ foot, making the God scream in pain, losing control of the little flame that hit the teacher's desk making if catch fire so bright it flames so wild that a stray one reaches Uliana's pants.

It is in that moment that you and professor Merlin walk in the class, the VKs growling and cursing at each other in the middle of chaos. The professor calmly puts the fire out, as does Uliana, Hook grabs his hook back, Morgie scrambles to go back to his seat, Hades takes a deep breath, hair turning back to it's blue hue and Maleficent holds the biggest ugly laugh she can fell boiling from the deeps of her core.

Your eyes travel slowly through the most infamous trouble makers of this school, from Uliana's defiance, to Hook's flirtatious, Morgie's mischievous, Hades’ unimpressed and Maleficent's cold stare. Taking a deep breath and clenching your bag you turn 180 degrees and start marching out of class, professor Merlin was not so happy with your attitude since he decided to grab your shoulders firmly and smoothly turn you back around.

“today class, a very generous classmate offered to help me supervise you all” Merlin smiles “which is just so great because I'm need for a very important meeting and am already-”

And in that moment you made the biggest mistake you could have made that day, you defied the authority figure right in front of the punks wannabes of Merlin Academy “absolutely not” you dance around his grasp and just didn't bolt out right in that instance because the old man was blocking your path.

“now now” your name falls from his lips as if he's talking to a child “I know you have the good it takes to help those unfortunate individuals”

“I don't have shit!” you could feel all eyes turning to you, the class has your attention.

“language child!”

“I could teach math and potions and curses and counter curses to anyone, but being responsible for a whole class that will harass me to death if I don't let them out was not in our agreement sir“ you try to dance around the sorcerer again.

“watch your tone, those are very heavy accusations”

“yes we would never do something like that” Uliana puts more log to this blazing circus as Morgie tries to hide better the straw and paper balls he just finished doing in broad daylight for all to see.

Merlin cleans his throat, bringing attention back to him as he side eyes the girl “as I was saying, it will only be for some minutes! I'll be back as soon as possible” the headmaster starts to get out of the door still facing the class “I'm sure you can handle them”

“professor-” he slams the door close, leaving you alone… you naturally louch yourself to the door and try to pry it open, sadly it won't budge “cursed old fucking man -OPEN! ABRACADABRA! PRESTO! BIBIDBOBIDIBO! COMONNNNNN BITCH-”

“poor thing has lost it” Hook whispers.

“we haven't tried bitch as a pass wold tho” Morgie added in “didn't work, but it would have been so funny if it did”

“OPEN SESSAME!”

“alright alright alright” Uliana gets up from her seat “calm down, we don't bite”

“much” Hades adds and seconds later Maleficent hits his head firmly.

“we can be civil see” she shows her gang, all… sitting in various degrees of proper but sitting still nonetheless “now what's you name? I didn't catch it seeing some so…”

She looks you up and down, judging from you clothes to your hair to your posture, her month forms a thin line as she thinks in how to describe you ”comum, sticking it to that old man was kinda impressive”

You rest your head in the door, a defeated sigh leaves your lips with your name in it, Uliana tests it a few times and sits in the closest table “you don't happen to have famous parents do you?”

“take a guess” you mumble, choosing to sit down and accept your fate.

“that explains why I don't remember seeing you around here”

“we are in the same classes…”

“I skip those, anyways, so the headmaster is in a meeting? Do you know what class it’s happening in? ”

“why would I know?”

“You two just seemed so close y'know” You roll your eyes, a headache already forming inside your head.

“he got my name wrong but sure whatever makes my life easier, did any of you try breaking the windows?”

“Morgie dear was just about to start biting them” an offended “hey” can be heard in the background as the boy momentarily stops gossiping with his friend.

“do you know if it's a spell? A charm? A ward? We need to get going and I think you would be happy with us gonne too”

“it could be a potion for all that i know”

“you are quite useless aren't you?” her eyes lock with yours, daring you to fight back… you double down.

“you have no idea” you raise your chin and summon your biggest smile “a snail is more useful than I!”

You immediately let your facade down, head resting between your closed arms “just leave me be and continue doing whatever it is that you do”

The girl grins in amusement “aren't you spunky, color me impressed” she gets out of your table and lowers herself to your eye level “I see some potential, we could be friends, what do you say?”

“...” for a moment, the young sea witch thinks “hook, line, and sinker” but her expectations are shattered as you point behind her and says “your rescue has arrived”

Turning around she sees her little group of misfits, the ones that were still out there one stacked on top of the other, curse book in hand, they wave excitedly to her and signal for all to move out of the way.

Hades immediately gets up pulling Maleficent with him, and a blast breaks the glass “it wasn't supposed to shatter it!” The caster panics, making their little tower lose balance and fall, hopefully they weren't hurt too badly.

Uliana sighs annoyed, but moves to the window anyway “out we go then! Don't think I forgot about you, I'll be keeping a close eye, and if you change your mind, you can find us it's not that hard” she looks at you as her four tentacles graciously take her down and out of detention.

Hook winks at your direction and jumps out “pleasure meeting you sweet, sorry we couldn't talk longer schemes to make, pranks to pull you know the drill”

“bye!” Morgie waves at you as he also jumps out.

Hades moves to leave, a half wave at your direction as he waits for the horned fae take his hand, Maleficent looks at you up and down, he eyes lock with yours, they glow a neon green and you feel as there are eyes everywhere “see you around”

At least it's only you, the shattered window and deep feeling of dread creeping in your back.

[4lovehearts]

PRIZED POSSESSION ‹𝟹

ᯓᡣ𐭩 ; bridget hearts x gn reader.

summary ‎⸝⸝⸝ bridget freaks out after hook breaks the bracelet you made her.

warnings ‎⸝⸝⸝ hurt/comfort, capt. hook being a bully (as per usual), brief mentions of a scratch.

note ‎⸝⸝⸝ this is heavily inspired by this fic,, i highly recommend reading it, it's incredible !!!

bridget smiled to herself, skipping happily through the merlin academy hallway. with a small pink tupperware in hand, she was currently on her way to visit you! she'd come up with a new cupcake recipe and wanted you to be the first to taste it. the new batch was made with you in mind, so she was over-ecstatic for you to try them.

she exited the hallway, now happily skipping through the courtyard. she'd only made it about halfway before the feeling of cold metal grazing her wrist startled her. she let out a yelp as she stumbled back, dropping her tupperware on the ground when she flinched.

“whoops!” the voice made bridget take her eyes off the scratch running across her wrist — she looked up, noticing james waving his hook around teasingly. her bracelet —the bracelet you'd gave her on your first date— was dangling off the edge of said hook.

she immediately froze and held her hand out, her palm facing upwards, “please– please give it back.”

it wasn't until james denied her request and began taunting her, that she finally noticed how worried she actually was. she felt so, absolutely sick to her stomach, and it only made her want her bracelet back even more. putting on the bracelet had become a staple of her morning routine, to the point that how her day went all depended on if she was wearing it or not. she had a really deep emotional attachment to it, and it was only occurring to her now how much she truly cared for the bracelet. it was already torture for her when she'd misplaced the bracelet once before, so the thought of losing it for good was agonizing.

tears pooled in bridget's eyes from all the negative thoughts circulating in her head — and she started getting angry. she didn't know why james decided to mess with her bracelet so suddenly, you two had always been pretty public, but someone noticing the importance of her bracelet was extremely obscure. whatever the reason, she was sure that uliana was behind this.

“give it back!–” she lunged forward, trying to get the bracelet back from james. he stepped back, trying to dodge her, but at the same time she'd managed to just barely grasp it, causing the distance to make it to stretch far more than it could handle.

bridget flinched when the beads flew everywhere — she stood eerily still, as if moving would make the moment more real. james' laugh pulled her out of her thoughts, and she immediately dropped to her knees, trying to pick up all the beads through tears. james uttered a couple more sentences before walking off, probably more taunting, bridget was too focused on finding all the beads to listen to him.

she spent a couple of minutes on the ground, combing through the grass looking for every single little bead through silent sobs. she hadn't found another one for a little while now, but the feeling she was still missing a couple plagued her deeply. though, she couldn't handle being away from you any longer, and the feeling of people staring at her as they passed by was making her feel so humiliated — she hesitantly stood up, cupping the beads she'd collected tightly in her right hand, then quickly grabbing the tupperware she'd dropped earlier with her other hand before hastily running off to your room, letting out a few sniffles as she did so.

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you jumped at the sound of your door suddenly swinging open, but your panic immediately washed away at the sight of bridget with tears streaming down her cheeks.

you rushed over to her, “bri? what's wrong?”

“hook, he– i– m'sorry.” she opened her right hand, showing you all the scattered beads. you frowned at the sight, quickly putting the pieces together of what had probably happened.

“it's okay, we can fix it. it's alright.” you took the tupperware out of her other hand, swiftly moving to place it on your desk, “put the beads here.” you grabbed a small empty container, and she hesitantly dropped the beads into it.

she wiped her tears away, watching you place the container on your desk. you turned back around to her, your arms open wide to offer her a hug — she immediately accepted the offer, rushing into your arms and quietly sobbing into your chest. you hugged her tightly, murmuring sweet nothings about how you could easily remake the bracelet for her.

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after a little while of comforting, bridget had recollected herself, and the two of you were now sitting at your desk, beginning to remake her bracelet.

bridget had her head rested on your shoulder, along with her arms wrapped firmly around your torso — she remained mostly silent while you rebuilt the bracelet, only occasionally perking up to tell you if a certain bead was in the wrong spot. she'd spent so many minutes of her life just staring at the bracelet, absolutely enamored that you'd taken the time to make such a lovely gift for her. so of course the pattern was engraved into her memory, it was nearly impossible for her to forget it.

you placed the last needed bead on the string, before holding it up to show bridget, “it's finished!”

her eyes lit up and she squealed, letting go of you and holding out her hand, so that you could tie the bracelet around her wrist. she smiled eagerly as she watched you adjust the bracelet accordingly, her heart swelling with joy as you tied the string ends.

when you finished tying it she stood up and happily twirled around, before hugging you tightly whilst uttering a bunch of "thank you"s over and over.

she let go of you after a moment and then spun around once again, beginning to ramble about how she thought the bracelet was ‘broken forever’ while cheerfully pacing around your room — she suddenly paused mid-sentence, her eyes drifting to the pink tupperware on your desk that was discarded earlier.

you tilted your head at the sudden silence, before tracing her line of sight back to the tupperware. you pointed at it, turning your head to face her before tilting your head again. “uhm, i... made those for you!”

she sheepishly walked over, picking up the tupperware and opening it. she frowned, noticing that the two cupcakes had fallen upside-down when she dropped the tupperware earlier. she picked up one, bashfully handing it over to you.

“they.. were prettier before... but it's a new recipe! you were.... kind of the inspiration for them.” she rocked back and forth on her heels, watching anxiously as you took a bite out of the cupcake.

she let out a sigh of relief when your eyes widened with —what she correctly assumed was— delight. “bridget, this is amazing!” she immediately blushed, joyfully beginning to ramble on about the recipe.

before she got too into the recipe, you interjected, “why don't you tell me about the recipe while we make matching bracelets?”

bridget's face lit up straight away, and she skipped back over to the desk, happily agreeing over and over. she sat back down next to you, excitedly rambling on about what colors you two should pick for the bracelets.

after deciding on colors, she turned her rambles to focus on the recipe, like you'd suggested — in all honesty, all of her baking lingo made zero sense to you, but you were just glad that she was back to her usual cheery self.

[mylifesjustacarousel]

the sorcerer and the apprentice - foes to friends

pairing: james hook x gn!reader (requested)

summary: you hated no one more than james hook, but after an incident, you start to see him differently

type: angst, the tiniest hint of fluff at the end

CW: bullying

WC: 1.2k

prequel | part 2 | part 3 (requests are open!)

For as long as you could remember, you hated James Hook. From the second he showed his face on the Merlin Academy campus, being as snarky and bratty as ever, you despised him. Being the child of Merlin himself didn’t make it any easier either. The torment and teasing was nonstop, from him and the rest of the VKs.

But ever since you pulled that prank on Uliana a few weeks ago, you had seen very little of the VKs, Hook included. You weren’t too worried though. If you could take them once, you could take them again.

You were in the woods right outside of campus, your sword in hand. It was peaceful there at night, a great time and place to practice your technique. You were stood in front of a tree, swinging at it left and right, pretending to dodge attacks. It wasn’t as good as practicing with a partner, but practicing alone helped to clear your mind.

“Aren’t you missing something, darling? Like another person?” A voice called out. You froze in your place, turning your head to follow the direction of the voice.

Hook.

“Go away,” you spat, “Even if I did want another person here, or anywhere else, it certainly wouldn’t be you.” He snorted, “I told you, you can’t get rid of me that easily. You can’t just say a spell and make me go away.”

Before you even knew it, your feet were moving before your mind, your arms drawing up and swinging your sword at Hook. While your technique was a little off, he seemed to quickly get the message. His eyes widened, his body barely dodging the blade. “If you needed the practice, you could’ve just said so,” he winked, drawing his sword from his belt.

You grimaced, swinging at him again, “You make me sick, Hook.” He advanced forward, unknowingly backing you up against a tree. You panicked, trying to quickly think of something to get you out of this situation. He had you cornered. He held the blade of his sword to your chin, “You don’t even know me, darling.” you could feel every breath that he took with how close his chest was to yours. “So you can hate me, but remember who saved you when Uliana wanted to destroy you.”

He pulled his sword away, putting it back in its sheath before walking away from you. You stood there in disbelief as you watched him.

What just happened? you thought.

You walked towards the water, trying to calm yourself down. Leaning against a nearby tree, you took a deep breath. Peace at last…

“You!”

Whipping your head around, you were met with a sight that you did not want to see. The VKs were standing there, minus Hook. Uliana charged towards you, “You think you can humiliate me and get away with it? I’ll show you what happens to people who mess with me!”

Without missing a beat, you turned to try to run, only to run into the chests of Hades and Morgie. They had you cornered. One of Uliana’s tentacles shot out, wrapping around your ankle and lifting you up into the air. You panicked, yelling for help. But the woods were too far away for anyone on campus to actually be able to hear you. She laughed maniacally, dangling you over the water as you struggled.

“The little goody two shoes thought that they were going to get spared? Just because Hook let you go, doesn’t mean that I’m going to.”

You looked to the other three for help, hoping that any of them would show any signs of remorse. But they were all laughing, enjoying the fear on your face. “It’s a shame I had to get rid of Hook. He thought I should leave you alone, but I knew that nothing would fill me with more joy than doing this.”

Within seconds, you could feel nothing but coldness surrounding you. She had dropped you into the water below you. “I hope you can swim!” she called out, the VKs laughing and cheering her on as they left.

You panicked, flapping your arms as you tried to make your way back to land. The water stirred, a figure appearing in the water beside you. It could only be described as a giant eel. It’s snake like eyes locked on you, ready to pounce the moment it saw you. Squeezing your eyes shut, you tried to remember a spell to get you out of this. But your mind drew a blank. There was nothing you could do to save yourself.

You heard the eel pounce, but you didn’t expect what came after. The sound of a sword being drawn, a loud scream, and the sound of the water becoming still. You slowly opened your eyes, looking for your hero.

Hook. Hook was standing there.

He threw his sword onto the ground, reaching his hand to help you out. You didn’t think twice before grabbing his hand, pulling yourself out of the water. Shivering, you pulled your soaking wet jacket tighter around your frame, trying to generate any sort of warm.

“Easy, easy,” Hook pulled his jacket off, draping it over your shoulders, “You’re lucky I was still around, you were almost fish food, darling.”

You glared at him, but you accepted his jacket. “Why’d you do that? Help me?” you mumbled, your eyes meeting his. For the first time ever, you saw sincereness in his eyes. It was strange and different. It’s like something in your brain just clicked.

“Like I said, you don’t know me,” he shrugged, “But, there’s something about you. You’re… different. A good different. You weren’t actually a goody two shoes, you’re actually pretty cool.” Hook rambled on, a light blush on his cheeks.

“Well… thank you,” you nodded. He gave you a nod back, standing up, “Just, uh, return the jacket whenever.”

“Aren’t you going to walk me back?” you asked, standing with him. His eyes widened, the blush on his face becoming a cherry red.

“I guess that would be the appropriate thing to do, yes.”

Hook walked you all the way back to your dorm room, his eyes on you the entire walk. You were silent the entire time, still trying to process what had happened. Hook helped you. You didn’t think it could ever happen, but you saw a change in him, and you were interested in taking a deeper dive… you couldn’t even believe that you were thinking these things. After all, you hated James Hook. Or at least you did.

“Well, this is me,” you slipped his jacket off, trying to hand it back to him. He refused, draping it over your shoulders again, “You still look cold, darling. I’ll get it back eventually. But, um, have a good night.” He patted your shoulder before turning to walk away.

He took a few steps before you called out to him. “Hey, James? You can come pick up your jacket tomorrow… and stay for a little bit, if you’d like?”

Hook couldn’t help but smile a bit. He turned to you, “Sounds like a plan, y/n. Don’t get into any more trouble between now and then, alright? I can only save you so many times.”

You rolled your eyes, a grin making way onto your face, “Goodnight, James.”

“Goodnight, darling.”

a/n: i truly didn’t think i would get so many requests for this series, or enough for this to even turn into a series. also, if there’s any confusion timeline wise, this takes place a few months before the original the sorcerer and the apprentice. if you have any requests at all, my ask box is open!

[descendantsramblings]

Just Morgie Crushing on one of his fellow VK's aka Gn! Reader

Debated making this headcanons because I haven’t done any since like 2021 but I got inspired later so I redid it. If y’all want headcanons too pleaseee let me know I miss writing them

Crushing

Morgie le Fay x VK!Reader

Pronouns Used: they/them/theirs

Summary: He was never good at hiding when he liked someone, even if he wasn’t flirting, and they don’t mind playing the long game

Warnings: Reader calls Hook a "harlot" and slut shames him a little bit (it's playful), there's a few suggestive jokes, but otherwise it's just fluff

Word Count: 2.1K

     It wasn’t a purposeful thing when they started using his crush on them to an advantage. Hades had to point out that Morgie treated them differently at all, at least when it started. He’d treated Uliana like that so why wouldn’t he do that for everyone? Of course, he had stopped treating Uli that way, not that (Y/n) paid enough attention to the two of them to notice. It was minor stuff at first. He’d seem to hang onto their words, actively listening in moments where it seemed like no one else cared to. Or the way he’d jump up to grab them something the second they mentioned wanting it. No need to ask for it, he just needed them to want it for it to be his next task at hand. And if the boy couldn’t simply jump up and get something for his friend he’d find a spell to get it for them. Morgie would do whatever it took, bending over backwards just to make them appreciate him, in hopes they would actually see him. (Y/n) wasn’t used to that type of attention, that gentle, blind adoration. It was hard not to want to soak it in, craving to be absolutely covered in his favor. How could they not grow to crave his attention?

    Now though, as his jacket is draped around their shoulders, November winds licking at both teenager’s faces, they felt guilty. He had to be cold, they were the idiot that didn’t bring a jacket with them and they weren’t partially cold blooded. His cheeks and nose were turning red in the harsh whips of wind, visibly chilled by it. “Morgie, please take it back, I know you’re cold.” He shakes his head, draping an arm over their shoulders to pull them forward slightly, far too aware of their tricks. Looks like there was no stopping in the middle of their walk to get their way this time.  “No, you’re cold. We’re almost back to the dorms anyway, I’ll be okay.” “But,” They don’t get out the rest of their argument before he can give them a firmer, “No.” Leaning further into his touch -hoping their body heat would at least help the Sorcerer feel a touch warmer- they sigh. “Fine, but you have to stay in my dorm to warm up. Drink a tea or hot chocolate or something, I can’t be the reason you’re falling asleep shivering.” He smiles to himself, rubbing his hand up and down their leather clad shoulder. If  Morgie was honest, he didn’t even realize he was shivering. Of course he was a little cold but that didn’t matter to him, not right now it didn’t.  And they were worried about him too, they were near demanding him to come stay with them. How could he say no to that? “Do you have rosehip?” They shake their head with a giggle, the motion nuzzling them into his side, “I keep it for you, you should know that I do.” He bites his lip, using his free arm to pull open the door to their dorm building, “You do?�� 

    “Of course I do. Once I know what warm drink people I care about drink, I have to keep it. What if they get cold? It's much easier to warm them up from the inside. You’ve never noticed?” He’d noticed they keep the other’s favorites, of course he did. English Breakfast for Hook, chai tea for Maleficent, green tea and apple cider for Uliana, and ginger tea for Hades. He assumed the Rosehip was just their favorite, or maybe an extra flavor from the packs they got for the others. But they bought it for him? “You do? I thought it was just an extra flavor you got for the others, or like your favorite that you were just willing to share, or something. There’s no need for you to do extra stuff for me.” They frown up at him, reaching up to slightly squeeze the hand that rests on their shoulder, “No, once I found out you liked it I started keeping it. The hot chocolate is yours too, you always order it at cafes. Hibiscus tea is my favorite personally.” (Y/n) paid attention to him like that? No one else had paid attention to him like that, he doesn’t even think his mother knew his favorite drinks like that. What else had they memorized about him without him noticing?  That had to mean something, didn’t it?

    Their hand drops from his, reaching into their pocket for their dorm keys to unlock the door before them. “You can,” they pause, biting their lip as they slide the key into its assigned lock, “You can take your jacket back now, Morgie. Warm yourself up a little.” But as the door clicks open, the leather stays firmly around their shoulders, the boy seeming to ignore them as he walks over to one of the plush armchairs they kept in their room. (Y/n) clicks their electric kettle on before crossing the room to their bed, grabbing the fuzzy fleece blanket off the edge and walking over to their friend, wrapping it tightly around his shoulders. “You don’t have to play tough around me, Morgz, I know you’re cold.” A soft smile crosses his pale pink lips as he pulls the blanket closer around him, watching them drape his jacket across his lap. Sucks that he didn’t get to see his clothes on them for longer, in a way he could convince himself that it meant something. Hazel eyes glued on them as they go back to their drink cart, grabbing those two cute little heart shaped mugs they kept hidden when the other VKs were around. They’d never admit to taking gifts from Bridget but they were just so cute how could they not take the mugs? They were their favorites too, double insulated glass that made their drink heart shaped, what wasn’t to love?

    Two pink tea bags find their way into the villain’s hand, one a more magenta tone than the other. They rip the packaging, putting the bags in their respective mugs before putting part of the pack beside them, careful not to mix up the cups. Every move (Y/n) made was so meticulous, calculated in a way that made them look graceful. He could watch them do minor tasks until his life ended, it was the prettiest sight he’d ever seen, that Morgie was sure of. “I can feel your eyes on my back, Morgz,” it’s a teasing tone as they added two sugars to his mug, pouring the hot water over it. He opens his mouth to respond but nothing comes to his tongue. “You getting any warmer at least?” They turn, bringing him the mug as they hold their own tightly in their nondominant hand. Placing the glasses down on the table between them, mumbling something about how he needed to let the tea finish steeping. Their eyes flicker up to his face and they smirk, “Your face seems to be getting warmer at least.” They tap the tip of his nose, giving him an airy giggle as they fall back into their own armchair, legs tucking underneath them. “Yeah,” his voice is airy too, holding a breathlessness to it, “Yeah I’m getting a little warmer. Let me finish that and I’ll be out of your hair, (Y/n/n).” “No!” They pause, eyes widening at their own outburst, “I mean, there’s no need to rush yourself, Morgie. I like spending time with you, you’re different from the other VKs. And don’t get me wrong I love the whole group but,” words falling flat as they shrug, reaching over to stir the two mugs. “I am?” (Y/n) nods, sparing him a near loving smile, “You are.” 

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      His thighs are pressed against their back in a way that felt so good, the arch of it stretching their muscles in such a way that they seemed to sing. (Y/n) was lounging across Morgie’s lap in that seashell chair he adored, less like a person and more like a familiar old house cat. Needy and unbothered all at once, with their eyes lazily half lidded. His hand resting on their stomach as he spoke to Hook, attempting to hide the way he kept sparing them looks. Secretly locking every part of the moment to memory. As if it was his only chance in life to have them that close. As if he hadn’t fallen asleep next to them in a “totally friendly way” a few nights before. Hooks eyes however seemed to cascade down the boy’s face, across their bodies and lock with (Y/n)’s, a brow raising when they did. “You comfortable there, Darling?” They nod, letting a hand reach up and land on Morgie’s shoulder. Thumb working over his muscles slightly as they speak, “Feels so good on my back.” He nods, a cocky grin across his lips, “Why don’t you ever lay across me like that, aye? If it feels so good?” Their head turns, eyes squinting as they glare at him, “Because, you harlot, you’re not Morgie. I might catch something if I touch you.” He playfully throws a hand over his chest, mouth hanging open, “Oh, so you only let Morgie make you feel good?” It earns him a scoff as he turns back to Morgie’s face, “I think they just called you a virgin, mate.” He laughs, rubbing his thumb over the slightly exposed flesh of (Y/n)’s torso as he speaks, “Actually Hook, I think they called you filthy.” 

      He rolls his eyes, laughing as he throws his boots up onto the edge of the chair the two were laying in. The bottoms of them resting slightly against their left leg as he adjusts to get more comfortable, “Of course they were, any chance to insult the Captain.” They laugh, a sarcastic sound that comes with a wave of their hand, “You’re not the Captain around here Hook, not with the way you follow Uliana around.” It earns them a kick, doc martin slamming into the side of their calf and they both laugh about it. The display is visibly cozy, the boys going back to their own conversation with some part of them both touching the villain in Morgie’s lap. It was safe, somewhere they could let their eyes flutter closed and their shoulders slump back. Morgie would keep them safe, Hook wouldn’t let a fly touch them. They knew that, and laying there between their best friend and a guy who they were starting to catch feelings for they probably seemed asleep. In such a tranquil state, near glowing from the silent affection. Maybe Hook had a point, they did like the way Morgie made them feel good. Even if that’s not what his joke had been implying.

    “So,” Hook starts when he’s pretty sure his best friend is asleep, “Are you two like, together?” Morgie’s head shakes, looking down to the peaceful face of the person who had him so tightly wrapped around their finger. “No, I have a thing for them and they treat me just like everyone else. It's a real commensalism relationship if I’m honest, I won’t stop them though.” Hook chuckles, shaking his head, “Right, because they fall asleep on everyone else. I saw you leaving their dorm in the wee hours of the morning the other day, Morgie. I won’t care that you’re dating, don’t lie to me.” “Not lying, I thought they treated me like everyone else,” he lets his eyes flicker over to Hook, brows furrowed, “Do they treat me different?” He shrugs, crossing one of his legs over the other, “Well, I can say that I’ve personally never taken them home in my jacket then stayed the night with them. And yeah, they look for all of us in a crowd, but you’re the one whose arms (Y/n) comes running into. They might not say it out loud, but you’re surely winning them over, Morgie.” 

    The boy smiles, drawing hearts on their exposed flesh with the tip of his ring finger. “You really think that?” Hook hums, watching the way that Morgie stares at his best friend, an unfamiliar adoration that he wished someone would look at him with written all over the other boy’s face. He was crushing on them hard and if Hook was honest with himself, he knew that the sorcerer would be good for his friend. If he was too honest, Morgie might be too good for (Y/n), not that he’d ever admit that part out loud. “I do, even though I think you two would be worse than Hades and Maleficent.” Morgie chuckles, looking back up at his friend, “Oh of course. What’s the point if we’re not?” “Yeah man,” he shakes his head, “Whenever they’re ready to admit that they want you, you have my blessing as the best friend and all. That being said, I do have to warn you, you hurt them I’ll hook one of those pretty hazel eyes right out of its socket.” Morgie shakes his head, his lip falling between his teeth. That wasn’t something he’d have to worry about. He couldn’t begin to even imagine hurting them.

[scaredycatwrites]

Quiet Comfort

Pairing: Morgie le fay x gn reader

Prompt: you were a victim of one of Uliana's outbursts and Morgie finds you in a quiet part of the courtyard and tries his best to comfort you. 

Warnings: accidental hitting, crying 

a/n: I love Uliana's character honestly so much but i just felt this was a cute idea, this is the first time i’ve posted a one shot so apologies if its badly written.

Word count: 1,851 words

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Being a VK was fun most of the time, you and your friends would have fun pulling pranks, terrorising the other kids and causing mischief in general but of course it came with its issues. Uliana was a great friend, but she was prone to outbursts of frustration and anger, especially if someone bested her at something, and today happened to be one of those days where someone decided to test Uliana's patience when she was talking down to them. Now usually you and the rest of the VK's could calm her down after a while making her feel better by reminding her that she can get them back next time but she was not in the mood for that today.

“Uli, don't let it get to you, we can get them ten times worse next time.” You spoke attempting to comfort the sea witch. But she wasn't in the mood letting a growl leave her. “Not now Y/n I don't wanna hear your attempts at helping!” Morgie and the others watched as you attempted to calm her down knowing it was probably not the best idea. You looked at her before trying once more. “But Uli, it's not the end of the world, we can get that spoiled princess back I know we can!” The others knew the look Uliana wore well, she was frustrated and at her breaking point. Uliana then snapped. “Oh my god Y/n do you ever know when to stop talking!? Just shut up! I don't need to hear your pathetic attempt at comfort! I don't want your pity!” The sea witch exclaimed her tentacles flinging out in frustration to hit at anything she could around her, unintentionally smacking you as she did so. 

Most of the group backed up to let Uliana take her frustrations out on the surrounding area however Morgie was focused on the way you stood still for a moment as you put a hand on your face where the skin was turning a purplish red on the surrounding area of where Uliana's tentacle had caught your cheek. He could see the way your eyes threatened to spill tears and in a matter of seconds you seemed to excuse yourself mumbling an apology before doing a speed walk turned jog away from your friends. 

You made your way to one of the quieter courtyard areas of Merlin Academy and sat on one of the corner benches, soft sniffles turned to silent sobs, occasional hiccups leaving you while you let out your emotions. The truth was you'd been dealing with some other stuff and this was the last straw to set off your tears you'd been holding in for a few days. It was definitely needed but inconvenient that it happened during school hours, you'd be mortified if anyone saw you crying like this, it made you feel weak and vulnerable, something you were taught by your parents that villains should never be.

Your worst nightmare began as you heard the softest little. “Hey..” come from the entrance to the courtyard, you knew those steps and that voice anywhere. Morgie. You turned your head away trying to stop the little sobs and hiccups from leaving you, taking a shaky breath you stuttered out a broken. “G-go away M-morgie.. ‘m fine..” Morgie slowly made his way closer to the bench you had sat on and sat on the other side keeping distance between you for a moment. “You don't have to be fine, it wasn't exactly a nice situation to be in, I saw how she caught your face, that must've hurt, trust me I know she's caught me a bunch before.” He half joked trying to lighten your solemn mood. You appreciated the boy's words but still felt uncomfortable appearing so vulnerable. “Morgs I'm fine.. I'll put some ice on it or whatever.” You mumbled trying to hide the shaky tone but unfortunately for you Morgie could hear the shakiness. 

Morgie then shuffled a little closer to you on the bench placing a hand on your arm hesitantly which made you jump but you didn't move his hand away. “Y/n, you don't have to hide your emotions from me, I'm not gonna make fun of you, we're friends, I'm here for you.” You felt your heart ache slightly, it was difficult for you to be openly emotional due to your villainous upbringing and Morgie knew that pretty well having grown up in similar conditions yet he seemed so soft and gentle and kind with you all the time. “Morgie, why'd you come looking for me.. You know I would've been fine on my own.” You finally glanced at the boy next to you, your face tear stained and puffy from your crying, yet that didn’t seem to phase him all too much. Morgie slowly reached a hand up, using his thumb to wipe away any tears left, the gentle motion caused your cheeks to flush a faint shade of pink although it partially blended with the red tone of your skin from the crying which you were thankful for. “I know you say you would be ok on your own but i wanted to come and check in anyway, you mean a lot to me and i want you to be ok..” Morgie attempted to hide the faint blush on his cheeks as he confessed this to you.

Morgie let out a small hum, taking a breath as he spoke in a much softer tone than his usual excitable one. “You know, i thought you were very brave to try and help Uliana, you’re always positive about things which are hard to find in a villain, you’re kind Y/n, it’s hard to find that, even in those royal snobs.” His words made the corners of your mouth turn upwards ever so slightly producing a small smile. “Morgie.. You’re so sweet, I don’t understand why you are though, Uliana’s probably gonna kick me to the curb for trying too hard to be positive.” This caused Morgie to frown. “Not on my watch, besides you did nothing to warrant being kicked out of the group. Uliana is just having one of those days, it’s not your fault at all. I’m sure if we talk to her later she’ll probably be fine with you,she just needs to cool off.” You gently nodded and took a breath realising how silly you probably sounded worrying about being kicked out of your friend group. 

You hadn’t even realised that Morgies hand was still resting on your cheek until you felt yourself leaning into the touch. He seemed to continue the gentle rubbing motion with his thumb, no longer wiping away tears but just comforting you with the gentle touch. You let out a comforted hum as he stroked your cheek, the touch was so soothing, it felt intimate in a way but you didn’t want to assume anything about the way Morgie was being. The moment of gentle touch and quiet lasted for what felt like an eternity before Morgie spoke up. “Hey Y/n, i care about you, so much.” You let out a small laugh. “Is that so? I didn’t think that villains were supposed to care about anything.” Morgie smiled a little as he rolled his eyes. “Well if that's the case then maybe i’m not a total villain because i seriously care about you Y/n, like a lot.” You looked at Morgie not expecting him to be genuine but there was nothing but genuine adoration in his eyes. “Oh.. oh Morgie that’s so sweet of you.. I care about you too.. And I seriously appreciate how kind you’ve been to me.” 

Morgie gave a gentle nod as he felt his cheeks flush at your minor confession. “Well I'm glad we’re on the same page about caring for one another.” he half joked, causing you to snicker and nod. “Me too Morgs me too.. I should probably get to my dorm before I get seen by a bunch of snobby princesses, doubt we’d live down me being caught crying with my face in your hands.” This caused Morgie to laugh a little as he hesitated before letting go of your face and standing up. You also moved to stand up, missing the feeling of Morgie’s gentle touch on your cheeks. Morgie then gestured to you to begin walking which earnt an eyebrow raise from you. “Morgie le fay, are you offering to walk me to my dorm?” you teased playfully causing his face to flush pink and he begged you didn’t see, but you of course did. “Well.. um.. Yeah I just thought it would be the polite thing to do.” you let a giggle slip out as he explained himself. “And since when did you care about being polite?” Morgie then shrugged and smiled, beginning to walk off. “Hey if you don’t want me to, I can just let you go alone.” You shook your head quickly before doing a small jog to catch up to him. “I never said I didn't want you to.” This caused him to chuckle as you walked side by side in a comfortable silence for a few minutes towards the girls' dorms. “Thank you by the way.. For uh.. Coming to check on me, you didn’t have to do that.” you spoke up as you approached your room, unlocking your door, standing in the doorway for a moment. Morgie gave a small smile as he spoke in that soft tone once again. “Anytime Y/n, seriously if you ever need anything don’t hesitate to ask me.” you nodded gently leaning your head on the doorframe giving Morgie a lopsided smile. “The same goes for you Morgs, you can always come to me if you need anything, but if you tell the others about me crying don’t forget i know where your dorm is.” You half joked. Morgie shook his head. “I would never, I swear, VK’s honour.” He gave a silly salute making himself laugh and you giggle. “I’ll see you tomorrow Morgie, get to your dorm safe.” Morgie then took your hand in his for a moment pressing a gentle kiss to your knuckles causing your face to flush a bright pink. He bowed teasingly, chuckling. “I bid you goodnight dearest Y/n, sleep well and no more tears tonight or I shall have to return and you will soon tire of me doing this voice.” You laughed quietly at Morgies silly attempt at a princely voice shaking your head and rolling your eyes. “Yes I will, your unroyal evilness.” you teased making him laugh in response before moving backwards into your room giving a gentle wave. “Goodnight Morgie, you dork, you should go before curfew.” “Ah of course, goodnight y/n, don’t miss me too much!” he chimed before you watched him head off closing the door giggling to yourself and shaking your head, a warm fuzzy feeling in your chest as you thought about everything that happened and found yourself anticipating what might happen when you see Morgie again tomorrow. 

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An: I hope you enjoy this, honestly I just wanted to write some Morgie stuff because the world could use more Morgie. This is my first time posting my writing so I'm a bit anxious about it.

[lowkeyrobin]

Hello!! I saw you have a groups option on your descendants masterlist and was wondering I'd you'd write something for the Descendants 4 vks, maybe one where reader is a hero kid and a detention monitor that somehow ends up making (slight) friends with them? I hope I explained that well and no worries if you can't do it, thank you! Have a nice day :))

oooo okay okay! I can definitely try for you 🫶🫶 ; sorry this is so short, I just didn't have any ideas lol ; thank you for requesting, hope you enjoy!!

FEARFUL FIVE ; detention

summary ; youre an AK and a detention monitor, and make friends (kind of) with a group of vks

warnings ; language

word count ; 488

masterlist

The VK's landed themselves in detention after attempting to steal the forbidden recipe book, which was expected to you, unexpected to them. You sit in the library, watching over them as they quietly chatter amongst themselves. You couldn't care less about what they did, as long as they were sat in their seats and behaving, you'd be happily enjoying your book.

"They're kind of cute" Hook whispers to Morgie.

Morgie shrugs. Uliana behind them leans forward. "They're an AK, shut your trap"

Hook shrugs, leaning back in his chair.

You glance up from your book, the obnoxious whispering getting on your nerves. "Please, just.. talk like normal people. The whispering is annoying as hell."

Hades and Maleficent snicker.

"Sorry!" Hook flatly replies. He looks to Morgie, the two sharing an eyeroll.

You turn back down to your book, feet resting on the desk in front of you.

"Whatcha reading?" Morgie asks, leaning forward.

You look up, not moving your head. "It's a little thing on magic, spells, and sorcery," you reply.

Uliana, Morgie, and Hook share looks. Meanwhile, Maleficent files her claws for nails while Hades paints his fingernails black with nail polish at the table beside Uliana.

"What kind of magic, spells, and sorcery?" Uliana asks, intrigued.

You shrug. "Like love spells, earworm spells, dumb stuff. I'm looking it over for a test"

"Are there any spells that could... maybe cause people harm?" She continues

You shrug, looking up at her. "Not in here, nor in any book in this library. Any books with 'dangerous' spells or magic in general are restricted"

The trio whisper amongst themselves before Hook slightly slaps Morgie's shoulder.

"Ehm-" Hook speaks. "Where are those books residing at, then?"

"Merlin's office," you answer. "There's a solid wall filled floor to ceiling in books. Such a shame, even if there's only one bad part, it has to be restricted"

"Yeah... how sad," Hook flatly replies, looking up at the clock, reading 3:59.

"So... if someone were to try and get access to those books?.." Uliana leads on

"I shouldn't really be giving away information on this, especially to VKs..."

Morgie quickly puts on his puppy dog eyes. "You know... not all VKs are that bad. We're just adventurous and curious, and people think we're evil because we accidentally do bad things"

Hook rolls his eyes, finding the gaslighting kind of not fun at all.

"Can you please tell us?" He continues. "We'll be your friends for life."

You sigh, your heart quickly falling for Morgie's lies. "Well, you'd have to sneak into his office, and some books have special magic locks on them, so you'd have to break through them. You could probably use some simple little spell, or probably melt them for that matter. I dunno for sure-"

"Alright, well, we're out of here. Thanks for all your help." Hook smiles

You watch as the group collect themselves before walking toward the nearest exit.

"Uh, yeah. Bye..."

[skellseerwriting]

Things of theirs they let you wear Headcanons

Featuring: The Fab Five

(implied romance)

Tw for the color pur***

Morgie:

His scarfs. Any of his scarfs

Let him wrap it around your neck and tie it off for you, it’s his favorite thing ever

His rings too

Loves placing them on your fingers and then fidgeting with them by slowly spinning them around

Hook:

Just like with Morgie, he really likes putting his rings on your fingers

The same goes for his other jewelry (earrings and necklaces)

He’ll just put them on you and then proceed to admire how pretty they look on you :)

It annoys you when he flicks at your (his) clip-on earrings

Once in a blue moon he’ll let you wear his coat (he’s very possessive of it)

Hades:

His jacket, obviously

Just drapes it over your shoulders at the most random of times

upon your own insistence, he’ll let you wear his spiked bracelets, that way you can proceed to “accidentally” poke him with them

Rarely, he’ll drape his dog tags around your neck (it means a lot to him because the tags have his name on them)

Maleficent:

Those little rhinestone pieces at the top of her horns

After repeatedly asking, she put them in your own hair

She also likes draping her purple toga(?) piece over you to keep you warm (at least some part of her isn’t cold /lh)

Mali also enjoys styling it on you when it’s not for warmth

Uliana:

Her necklace

Everyone knows how powerful and important it is to her, so Uli having you wear it is a very (silent) vocal way of saying: “Mine”

Not exactly an accessory or clothing item… but when you’re physically close you play with her dreads

This often results in you pretending they’re a scarf or head piece (she loves it though)

Taglist:

@lesbpotmurdocklokistan @mushroomdemon9 @brokenmilkcrates @little-teacupss

@eretsupremacy89 @leoisbabygirl @perfect-revenge

[w4w4lycsss]

Hello, could I place an order for Morgie x reader.

Where Morgie is in love with Bridget's younger sister and always tries to win her over in different ways without Uliana finding out, where Red and Chloe also try to help Morgie win over the reader since her future is terrible in the future also trying to change her future to be with morgie.

TRYING TO IMPRESS | MORGIE LE FAY

summary: Morgie tries to impress you several times but he is completely clumsy and does not always succeed until Red and Chloe help him a little pairing: Morgie Le Fay x gn!Bridget's sibling!reader inspired by:: Love is Embarrassing - Olivia Rodrigo a/n: I'm in love with the idea! and I thought it would be better to do gn!reader, I hope you don't mind! :)

At Merlin Academy everyone truly admired you, and by admire I mean they absolutely loved you. You had a wide range of intelligence and respect, you were kind and hardworking, so you weren't surprised to have admirers. But there was one in particular…

Your sister didn't get along with the VKs, not on her part, but because they particularly bothered her for being a good person. You created a grudge against them, and you are not like her, you are more firm and realistic, not so positive, if you could slap Uliana you would.

Unfortunately (for you) you had shot the heart of one of the villains, the son of Morgana Le Fay.

You'd had almost no interaction with him, perhaps the only exceptions had been when you teamed up in a potions class (perhaps the only class he'd ever attended) relatively long ago.

You didn't remember anything about that class, but if you asked him he would say that it was the best moment of his life. Their hands touched each other when they took some ingredient at the same time, their gazes were stealthy and your calm voice telling them what to do left me spinning in my head. That day he decided that he was going to fall in love with you.

You already knew that Morgie was interested in you, and you were tired. Every day was constantly rejecting his invitations to run away from class together, watching him do some spell near you or how he would try to flirt.

It is clear that it is a disaster.

But it didn't bother you, yes, I already said that you were tired, but it was cute to see how he approached Maleficent and Hades to ask for advice and approach you with confidence only so that when he heard your sweet voice he melted right there and couldn't do anything. nothing.

Maybe it was also your fault that the flirting continued, and you never firmly put him in his place, you spoke to him calmly and patiently, which only made him fall in love more.

Did I say you had a grudge against VKs? It's not a lie but maybe it was too direct, because you treat Morgie with patience but there were some days where you couldn't stand him, maybe because something had happened in class or it was just a bad hair day, you swore that if you saw him one more time You were going to go crazy.

You sat under a tree after running with Bridget trying to save her from Uliana, who was chasing her furiously after turning into a flamingo. As you closed your eyes and regulated your breathing, you felt the presence of someone near you.

“Hello, cutie.” Morgie smiled at you. "How are you? You got tired?"

“Hello, Le Fay.” You rolled your eyes a little. “Yes, I am, didn’t you run?” You responded with a tired sigh.

“No, I didn't have to run, I just saw you.”

“Were you looking at me from a distance?” You let out a small laugh.

Morgie's flirting got out of hand when he realized you weren't responding defensively. His face flushes bright red and he begins to stutter, not knowing where to take the conversation. You notice this, obviously.

“Y-yes, I mean, not like that. It sounds weird, I wasn't just looking at you! “I saw all the people running, of course.”

You let out a small laugh. “I have to look for Bridget, see you.” You said goodbye casually, starting to walk back to school.

Morgie let out a loving squeal and then let out a tired sigh as he followed you with his eyes until you were lost in the crowd. He looked at the ground and put his hands in his pockets while mumbling things like “fool…” to himself and staggered on his feet.

“Morgie!”

The aforementioned raised his head quickly when he heard his name with the small illusion in his chest that you were the owner of the voice. He made a sound of protest when he realized that it was Chloe who was calling him, walking towards him alongside Red.

“Is something wrong, princess?” He scoffed irritably.

“Yes, in fact it would suit you quite a bit.” Red mentioned.

He rolled his eyes, ready to turn around and leave them when Chloe spoke again.

“We know you like Y/N.”

He frowned in confusion and irritation. "What's with that?"

“We can help you conquer them.” The redhead spoke again.

“And what would you gain in return?” He crossed his arms, not very convinced.

Chloe and Red looked at each other. Where they came from, your future had not been very good when you were alone, you were in danger in many ways, but they couldn't tell anyone.

Red's eyes lit up at a possible idea.

“If we get you to go out with Y/N, you'll stop bothering Bridget.”

He almost laughed but frowned wryly. “Why do you care if I bother the miss positivity or not?"

“Because she's our friend, and Y/N's sister. Do you accept or not?"

Morgie stayed silent, genuinely thinking. He was too in love, he had done ridiculous and embarrassing things for love to give up now that he was given the opportunity on a silver platter. He let out a resigned sigh.

"Good! I hope you have a plan or miss pink is going to pay dearly.” He frowned.

Someone knocked on your door, without much hesitation you opened, thinking it was Bidget. When you opened it, you found Morgie standing in front of you with a flushed face and an embarrassed smile.

"Do you want to go to the dance with me?" He spoke quickly before you could ask him what he was doing.

"I'm going to think about it-"

"Wait, don't close! I only ask you to go with me, we don't need to be a couple or anything, if you accept I will stop harassing you."

You stopped when you were about to close the door on him. "Harass me? Don't harass me." You frowned in confusion. "You're just very intense. Look, I'm going to think about it, give me until tomorrow, yes?"

Morgie smiled excitedly, letting out an "yes..." with a sigh in love as you closed the door. He ran to where he knew the rest of VK (without Uliana) were to tell them the news as soon as possible. Since Bridget was your sister, it was almost impossible for Uliana to accept you if you were to date Morgie and it would practically make your life impossible.

In Morgie's eyes, you were "so different from your sister that it made you unique, and that Uliana would never understand."

Halfway through, he met Red and Chloe, who began to ask him about the answer you had given him.

"Didn't you insist on them more?"

"No, they're going to get fed up with me and say no."

"Wow, it sounds like it's already happened."

"How about a gift in the name of a secret admirer?" Red suggested. "But at the same time Y/N knows it's about you."

"And what do you expect me to give him?" He frowned in confusion.

"How about cupcakes! Or something made by you." Chloe suggested now with a smile.

Morgie clicked his tongue and frowned in a grimace at the knowledge of what he would have to do. Yes, he did indeed cook you something to eat. In the evening, at dinnertime, instead of going downstairs like the rest, he sneaked into your room and quickly left a basket of pink and green cupcakes on your bed, with a note next.

"See you at the fountain tomorrow? (to know your answer) - M. Le Fay."

[w4w4lycsss]

Hey i have an idea for james hook. what about if you are his gf and are having a fight and when the life is sweeter song starts in the movie you are hanging out in the background. After their little bit of the song you come out and go against it and it makes him all sad and distracted.

STUPID ARROGANT | JAMES HOOK

summary: One morning you and Hook had gotten into a fight because of him and you decide to remind him that you're still angry at him in a way that feels personal. pairing: James Hook x gn!VK!reader

You weren't emotional, on the contrary, you were despicable and annoying, you had no filters to judge people and you were only kind to people you genuinely cared about, and while you didn't lose your spark of personality you were a little more tolerant.

You had fallen in love, madly, you couldn't think of anyone but that cheeky pirate, when your feelings were accepted you were more than happy, both were too disastrous and perfect.

But you had no patience and you were easily irritated, just as he made fun of it, but this time he had exaggerated; You were angry with him, one of his jokes towards one of your friends had broken your boundaries to endure something else. You had already told him to stop the extremist jokes, but he didn't listen to you. You decided to teach him a lesson on your own.

He deserved it, didn't he?

The day after the joke you decided to ignore him, you didn't approach him to greet him or give him affection, you even got together with some royals to make them jealous and annoyed. You didn't like royal children, they were annoying and too calm, you didn't have to take care of yourself to avoid being robbed or hanging someone because they tried to touch you without your consent when you were distracted.

"Come on, honey, I already told you I was sorry!"

"Fuck you, Hook!"

He let out a tired sigh, pouting after having shouted at you from the other corner of the dining room at lunchtime. "They never call me Hook..."

"Oh, they're really mad at you." Maleficent hummed unimportant.

"Are you going to take what they call you seriously?"

"To them I'm James." He frowned in offense but softened his face as he felt some guilt. "For them..."

"Oh, for all the demons. We got it!" Maleficent protested. "The whole school knows that you fought, shut up now. They don't care about you."

He rolled his eyes, hurt by his friend's comment but without expressing it.

You noticed that there were two new girls who were becoming friends with Bridget and Ella, two girls that you and your friends frequently teased. You rolled your eyes, disinterested when you started listening to her sing.

"It's really not a secret recipe..."

"God, enough." You reproached with a sigh, rolling your eyes again and looking away from the song's performance.

You stood up and walked around the school, walking behind the boys who approached Bridget, loitering and figuring out how to escape the cheesiness about the girl's grades.

Bridget's chorus died down when the VKs appeared, starting to introduce themselves menacingly to the new girls with a part of the song. You suppressed a smile as Hook was the first to come out, crossing your arms and looking away.

You clicked your tongue and smiled mischievously at an idea. Maybe not the best.

You got behind the 'good girls' (how you used to call them) and started playing along with them as Uliana started to introduce herself, you weren't noticeable and it was a part of your recent idea.

"She is Ursula's baby sister..." You heard Bridget, smiling to your insides and ceasing to be so in the shadows, walking a little more to be visible to some extent.

You didn't know how to describe his face when he heard something that resembled your voice on the side of the royal people, being scared for a few seconds when he realized that it was your voice. His steps became more clumsy and careless, clashing with some of the royals and even daring to... apologize to them?

"What are you doing?" Uliana protested. "Stop acting like this!"

"I'm sorry!" He replied nervously and uneasily without taking his eyes off you.

"Since when have you say sorry?"

After the song you stood behind Bridget, crossing your arms proudly seeing her face sore from such a petty action. It really took a toll not to hit or something like the girl with the exaggerated amount of positivity that was emerging, making you nauseous, but you had to keep going for your plan to shut down.

It wasn't long until something happened, and that was when Uliana ate the flamingo feathers she stole from Bridget, turning into one and starting to haunt her furiously.

You rolled your eyes, angry and at the same time satisfied that something interesting was starting to happen; You were about to follow the crowd when cold metal hugged your arm, preventing you from moving.

"I'm going to rip your throat off with my hands if you don't let go."

"I don't care! Stop ignoring me." He pleaded with you, looking at you in pain.

You didn't really care about people, but like everything, there's always an exception, and that was Hook, that pirate you'd forgotten you were so in love with when you threw your tantrum.

"L-I'm sorry, I didn't think it would affect you."

"I don't give a shit about that, I don't like it when you ignore me."

His tone and expression were so vulnerable that if someone was watching him they would laugh at him, but you wouldn't, because you were to blame here. Although he had provoked the joke you got too angry, it was like a time bomb.

"Sometimes I forget how sensitive you are."

"Don't call me sensitive in public..."

"There's no one."

He looked down, embarrassed. "I love you. I'm sorry."

"I love you. I'm sorry." You repeated.

You grabbed his cheeks with your hands, making him look up, you realized how sorry and guilty he felt just with his eyes and the way his lips puckered, reaching out to give him a brief kiss and smile lovingly at him.

[skellseerwriting]

Golden Retreiver!Morgie x GN!Reader Oneshot!

Summary: Morgie just wants to be given praise and affection and called a good boy. His friends had been neglecting him so he goes to you to get what he craves. Being close friends with him you give him what he needs

Warnings: Morgie gets compared to and treated like a dog (in a kind way! (dw he loves it)), sfw, fluff, fluff and more fluff, Morgie is praise and touch-starved, reader calls Morgie “puppy”(once) and “sweetie”

Word Count: 1,287

partially made this for my moot @brokenmilkcrates!

Morgie Loved his friends dearly.

He loved hanging out with them, being mean to other students with them, and overall getting to tag along with whatever.

What he loved most, though, was the rare praise he received whenever he gave a good idea or suggestion. It was mostly Uliana’s praise, but the others would also give him head pats. They were his favorite things in the world.

At one point when utilizing his extensive recreations of dog howls, Hook made a comment saying he was just like a dog. At first that bothered Morgie, but after a little while he decided that he didn’t care. So what if he was like a dog? People loved dogs! So what’s so wrong with that?

Well, it did make his friends treat him a little more like one; not that he minded. The comedic realization from Hook led to an increase in affection from everyone, adding new things like scratches and offering him treats. It was a win-win, really.

The downside, however, was when it started to cease.

His contribution this past week seemed to be lacking to the others, because they hadn’t been doing what they usually did; even calling him “Good boy”! Recognizing it made it even worse because he was desperate. He craved touch. Craved attention. He needed it.

He needed you, but you had been so busy that week with schooling he hadn’t been able to rely on you.

The two of you were just platonic friends; you were amiable with the other VKs but mainly hung out with Morgie separately. Physically, however, you were a lot closer than most. Half the school thought you were dating, and the other half would think so as well if they saw how you two were behind closed doors. That boy cuddled you like letting go would kill him.

So, you weren’t surprised at all, when, studying in your dorm, a sound not unlike scratching came from your door.  Setting down your pen, you went to answer. Opening the door, lo and behold, was a crouched down boy looking up at you like some angel who had just saved him.

Your brow creased. “Is everything okay Morgie?”

He whined.

 Morgie. Whined.

Understanding the situation and wasting no time, you brought him inside, thoughts of your studies quickly leaving. Surprisingly, you saw him crawling after you like a dog with his tail between his legs.

Oh, he had it bad.

You sat on the side of your bed, patting the area next to you. Instead, Morgie wrapped his arms around your calf and set his chin right on your knee. He looked up at you with those big brown eyes of his, lips pouting.

“Ohhh,” you tutted, bringing your hand to his cheek and moving upwards into his hair. “Is puppy attention starved?”

He closed his eyes, leaned his head into your touch, and gave a double nod.

Turning to have your fingers scratch his scalp, he let out a happy little sigh.

“I’m so sorry sweetie.” You told him, like a doting parent. “That must’ve been so hard for you”. A whimper escaped him, just happy to be so close to you. To receive your touch. To be in a sort of embrace.

“Next time they’re neglecting you, you can come straight to me, okay?”

“Nhhn.” He mumbled, clutching your leg still. “They haven’t called me good boy all week.” He murmured, pitch high.

“I’m so sorry.” You told him tenderly, giving his hair a gentle tug. “You’re such a good boy.”

He whined and grabbed your free hand, pressing it to his cheek. Then, he looked up at you expectantly. His cheeks were turning scarlet, and his eyes were heavy.

“Say it again?” He said softly, breath slightly uneven. “Please?”

“Oh Morgie,” You began, thumbing his cheek before leaning closer to him. “You’re a good boy. You’re a very good boy. You deserve all the scratches and head pats.”

Morgie’s eyes made little hearts, and anyone else would swear he looked in love. You would deny such things if they were accused of you; the last thing you wanted was to take advantage of his neediness.

But you oh-so loved his neediness. It gave you nearly as much life as it gave him, which was saying a lot. Having him in your arms constantly, him desiring as much as you could give him; it made you dizzy.

But you would never ask something more from him, you thought, as he started rubbing his head into the hand in his hair. He was so pretty when he got like this, needing you more than anyone else. Than air.

He looked up at you again and darn it he made it so difficult to not give in and kiss him right there and then.

“Would you…” Morgie began, breaking you out of your thoughts. He turned bashful and looked away. “Would you give me more?” He asked, voice quiet. You weren’t entirely sure what he meant. He had never voiced a request like that before.

“Of course, sweetie.” You mumbled, trying not to let your mind go back to your previous consideration. “Whatever you need.”

He looked up at you through his eyelashes as his mouth and jaw pressed into your knee.

He mumbled something.

“Hmm? What was that?” You asked, not catching an ounce of what his said into the fabric.

Lifting his face slightly, he let out a huff. Then, he looked left, then right; avoiding your gaze out of embarrassment.

“Would you- ” He whispered, still not looking at your eyes. “Would you kiss me?”

Your heart caught in your throat and your face set ablaze. He wanted a kiss? He wanted you to kiss him? He wanted you?

Boring into his eyes that now looked at you expectingly, you could see nothing in them but what could be described as a deep, desperate desire.

Morgie suddenly lunged towards your face, pausing halfway, a question written on his own. Still, you didn’t move.

His expression shifted to something riddled with pain; he thought you didn’t want to grant his request. Thought you didn’t want him.

Letting out the tiniest noise of pain, he began to move away from you.

Realizing what he had mistakenly thought, a rush of panic filled you at the thought of not only losing him, but him thinking that you didn’t want him.

Not giving a second to waste, you grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, then paused. He paused as well, looking at you with a hopeful demeanor now. Then, he nudged forward.

You did the same.

You both slowly brought your faces closer until your noses were touching and you couldn’t see into both of each other’s eyes at once.

“I love you, Morgie.” You whispered, then pressed your lips into his. He pushed back with twice as much force.

It was everything you had dreamed it would be and more. His arms wrapped around your waist as you brought both hands into his soft, blonde hair. Not as close as you could be, but it was enough.

It was more than enough with the way he made those pretty little sighs against your mouth, more content than he had ever been. It was more than enough to him to not only have received your praise and attention, but to finally have received your lips and your love.

Giving you a kiss so deep you thought he may have melded to you permanently, he proceeded to move back a fraction for just long enough so he could go right back to getting as many kisses as he needed from you; which would never be enough.

“I love you too.”

[w4w4lycsss]

VKS try to sabotage castle coming but the reader eats the cupcake instead and Hook is the only one to care enough to check on you

PINK MAKEUP | JAMES HOOK

summary: you are very positive for a VK and you fall for the prank that Uliana planned for Bridget, with Hook being the only one who cares to know if everything is in order pairing: James Hook x gn!royal!reader warning: panic attacks, insecurities, teasing, social pressure, social anxiety a/n: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE SUPPORT I LOVE RECEIVING REQUESTS ❤

You were really very happy and excited about the dance, even though you weren't invited, maybe it wasn't so much because of the dance itself but because you had a splendid outfit that you were going to show off. You really cared about your physique.

One day before the dance, you were in your room trying out the possible hairstyles you would do once you were in your costume. You were leaning on your mirror table when someone knocked on your door.

"Happens." You said calmly, your tranquility being interrupted by the VK group without Uliana; Morgie, Hades, Maleficent and Hook.

Maybe I didn't say it but you were part of their group, even though you were part of royalty, you were very good at manipulating and you used your physique to your advantage, but you were a good person in everything.

“Sorry for arriving unannounced.” Maleficent announced without much importance as she entered your room.

“Oh, Mali, it's good that you came!” You downplayed what she said, moving closer to her. “Can you help me with my hair?”

“Are you still excited about dancing?” Hades asked.

“Yes, it's really going to be a great night.” You answered confidently as the only girl in the room ran her hands through your hair in thought.

"You have a couple?" Morgie asked innocently as he grabbed your things without permission. You shake your head. “Hook, you should invite them.” He whispered not so quietly.

Luckily for both of them, you were too focused on Maleficent's recommendations to hear what they were saying.

“No, you know I wouldn't have a chance.” He responded in the same whisper, only lower.

Hook let out a soft sigh of resignation, watching you carefully as you spoke excitedly with Maleficent and melting every time you smiled or made faces that were too adorable in his opinion. Morgie tapped him on the shoulder to stop him from looking so attentive and to at least hide his obvious infatuation.

Maleficent was standing behind you as you sat on your vanity chair, combing your hair and placing pins where needed so it would hold until the end of the night. You smiled as you looked at your hairstyle.

“I love it!” You turned around, standing up and hugging her. “Thank you.”

“It’s nothing, if I spent one more moment near Uliana planning today’s prank I was going to go crazy.”

“Don’t worry.” You took her hands. “Are the boys ready yet?”

“Do you want to go with them?” She raised an eyebrow.

“Yeah, nevermind.” You rolled your eyes a little.

“Come on, we have to be with them at the time of the prank.” She smiled mischievously and laughed somewhat sinisterly, taking your hand and leaving the room.

It was a shame you didn't notice the kind of look Hook gave you when they arrived with the rest of VK, he looked so absolutely in love that Hades had to hit him so he wouldn't start drooling in front of everyone.

Hades and Maleficent were going to be together, Morgie was going to eat, Uliana was going especially for the joke and Hook and you were wasting their time, plus him. You were determined to flirt with someone who would invite you to dance and show off how splendid you looked.

Two hours had passed, the night was threatening and boring for those who didn't do anything special, like you now. You were sitting on one of the benches in the place, you had already let down your hair and played with the hair clips in your fingers and your tired look. You felt the disappointment caress your skin, making you think about leaving. Maybe you should.

You began to walk towards the exit, dodging people regardless of what they answered or how they reacted. Unfortunately, a few meters from the exit you stole a cake from someone's hand, you didn't care to see who it was because of how bad you felt about yourself.

You took a bite of the cake, feeling nauseous almost instantly. You threw the food on the ground, raising your hand to your mouth to cover it when you felt something gush all over your face, when you looked at your hands you saw how it was dyed an unpleasant green color.

You felt even worse, seeing how the people who had noticed your physical change surrounded you wanting to know what was happening, some laughing loudly.

Your world was collapsing, running to the exit and pushing those who crossed your path, reaching the outskirts and running even more in search of a fountain; the magic water was supposed to help you. You submerged your head and then your whole body, coming out completely soaked but returning to normal.

Wasn't it enough?

You broke down in tears, sitting on the edge of the fountain with your hands on your face and your elbows resting on your knees. The little makeup you had put on had fallen off, your outfit was wet and your hair was tangled.

Not far from where you were sitting you heard someone running in your direction; high heel boots clicking on the floor.

“Y/N!”

“Leave me alone, James.” You reproached, lowering your hands from your face but not looking up.

“Please, I came to see if everything was okay.”

“Do I look okay?” You answered suddenly, looking up at him with a frown.

He gulped, sitting next to you, running a hand close to your face to brush away a damp lock of hair that was blocking your vision, putting it behind your ear so it wouldn’t get in your way.

“Absolutely. You look so gorgeous.” He sighed in love, wishing he hadn’t confessed that out loud. He cleared his throat and tried to say something different. “You weren’t supposed to eat that cupcake, it was for Bridget. We’ll find another way to humiliate her, okay? Trust me.”

“Do you think I look gorgeous?” You placed a hand on your chest nervously.

The words caught in his throat when he noticed you had heard him, sighing shakily. He placed his good hand on yours, removing it from your chest.

“You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen, absolutely perfect and divine. There will never be anyone like you, you looked beautiful today, you still look good but…wet.” He let out a laugh and kept a smile.

He stayed silent for a few seconds, concluding when he took off the suit jacket he was wearing to put it over your shoulders.

“What was that?”

“You’re shivering.”

“I’m still wet.”

“That’s why you can keep it.” He smiled softly, leaning towards you and giving you a quick kiss on the cheek.

That night, he walked you to your room to make sure no one mentioned what happened at the dance, threatening anyone who came near you with his hook. You let him into your room, keeping you comfortingly company while you regained your stability, leaning on his chest as you listened to him say how in love he was with you.

[crowpickingss]

Hook Dating Head Canons

Hook x gn! reader

summary: just silly little head canons I have about hook

warnings: none

authors note: hello, first hook related post hope you enjoy, feel free to request anything to do with descendants: the rise of red

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- Loves to take you on boat trips every chance he gets

- Only allows you to call him James (gets very offended if someone else does)

- Always sleeps in your dorm

- Gives you his coat when it’s cold even if he is cold

- Loves to run the blunt part of his hook all over your body ( but will stop if you get uncomfortable )

- Will ditch his friends to be with you

- Often convinces you to skip class to spend time with him

- Loves to wrap his arms around you

- Anytime you sleep at his dorm he will offer you his clothes to sleep in

- Slightly into PDA

- He likes to give you small pecks on the cheek or forehead

- But when he’s jealous he will go full on to show everyone you are with him

- Prefers to keep his relationship private but he doesn’t care if you kiss him in public

- Double dates with Hades and Maleficent

- His favourite date spot is the beach as he gets to see the two things he loves the most (you and the sea)

- Has a small photo collection of you and him together in his locker

- Will spent 5 minutes just starting at them

- Cherishes everything you give him and keeps them in a special draw

- Steals answer sheets for test to give to you

- Always sits next to you no matter what your doing

- Copy’s off of your work whenever he shows up in class

- Writes poems about you [in my mind he’s a poet]

- Will try to fight anyone if they say one mean thing about you

- Loves to grab you from behind

- Often interrupts conversations you have with other students

- Always gives you the most poetic compliments

- Gives you a rose bouquet every week ( you bought a special vase just to keep them in)

- Always waits for you too fall asleep before he does

- You, him and the other VK’s (minus Uliana) have secret campfire trips

- Love it when you huddle up in his arms as Hades tells ghost stories

- Bought a tent just for the two of you

- LOVES beach walks

- Often takes you to the beach to relax in the water after a long week

- Is overall a very different person on the inside than the outside

- Really soft and gentle towards you and his friends but cold and mean to anyone else

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