#hades x Facilier

[frie-ice]

This Disney Villains crossover collage is of Hades and Dr. Facilier, as part of my crossover collage series of Disney Villains, to mark the countdown to Halloween. The time of year when Disney gives their villains control of the rains.

[astrolionking]

My first Descendants fanfic! Go easy on me. It’s a Hades/Facilier fanfic.

[seaslugfanclub]

Disneys Sleepiest Soldier

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The video essay on (Y/N)s phone becomes increasingly blurry as they take a slow bite of their sandwich, trying to keep their eyes open.

Holy shit, they were exhausted.

(Y/N) sat hunched over the break room table, their eyes feeling like lead sinkers and feet pulsing from walking miles around the park. (Y/N) had arrived to their shift already tired, construction work had been done throughout the evening below (Y/N)s apartment—so they didn’t get a lick of sleep the previous night.

And after being in the sun all day, up and walking around tending to both guest and entertainment, they felt like they were going to pass out.

Pausing the video essay, (Y/N) checked the time on their phone, their soul clenching when they saw that they had 5 hours remaining to their shift.

Finishing off their sandwich, they looked at the time again to see they had 20 more minutes left to their lunch break,

“I’ll just take a micro nap, 10 minutes tops…..no one will notice…” (Y/N) reasoned, setting a timer on their phone and resting their head in their arms, almost instantly falling asleep.

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Even though he technically didn’t have to eat or drink, Hades couldn’t resist having a secret martini around this time of day. He had all the ingredients prepped in his room; gin, glass, live worm, all he needed now were the olives that were kept in the employee break room fridge.

Appearing from a cloud of smoke right in front of the refrigerator, the Lord of the Dead retrieved the olives, about to vanish to his room when he noticed a slumped over form in the corner of his eye.

“Well, what do we have here?” Hades mused as he walked over to his favorite park attendant, who was passed out on the break room table.

He loomed above them for a few minutes just appreciating their sleeping form when he noticed how dark the rings under (Y/N)s eyes were, they also looked paler than he remembered.

Now (Y/N) could look like anything and Hades would still find them attractive (the old pervert) but even he hated to admit how corpse like they looked.

“Geez kid….they don’t make things easy for you do they? Poor schmuck.”

Sighing in resignation, Hades swished the olives in his had away with a wisp of smoke, pocketed (Y/N)s phone, and proceeded to lift their limp body into his arms, carrying them bridal style. Once he knew (Y/N) hadn’t waken up from being jostled, he teleporting out of the break room and into the Villains common area.

Being so used to living around dead people, the feeling of warm, living flesh against his cold body was a change that Hades didn’t know was so welcomed until now. It almost hurt to part from (Y/N) as he layed them down onto the sofa in the middle of the room. Hades stared at them for a moment longer, before turning around to leave the room. He needed a stronger drink…

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“Cripes—Silver!? Did you nab my blunderbuss again— oh..”

Hook trotted into the common area, hoping to find and berate Silver for his missing pistol, before cutting himself off when he spotted (Y/N)s sleeping form splayed out on the sofa.

It seems that their exhaustion overpowered Hooks shouting, (Y/N) not even stirring.

Hook slowly approached the couch, looking over His park attendants form with silent wonder. He had never seen (Y/N) asleep before, they were always up and running around the park, confident and energetic. Hook marveled in this rare vulnerability, (Y/N)s sleeping form reminded him of the old renaissance paintings he had plundered with his crew years ago. (Y/N)s face was absent of all emotion, their hair splayed around them—

Wait a minute….

Hook was brought out of his reverie when he noticed how awkward (Y/N)s head was resting against the arm of the sofa. How could his dear attendant sleep without proper pillow!?

“My poor poppet… I’ll set you straight right.”

Hook sped out of the lounge, only to return minutes later with a pillow from his own quarters. He didn’t mind the strange looks from the other villains who were stalking the halls, his only goal was to get back to the common area.

Making sure not to scrape (Y/N) with his hook, the old captain gently lifted (Y/N)s head to place his pillow underneath their neck.

Taking a step back he admired his work, (Y/N) looking much more comfortable lying against his down feathered pillow.

“Sleep well my dear~” he whispered has he stalked out of the room.

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Hans clenched and unclenched his fists, not liking the way his palms felt— being so unused to not wearing his gloves. He rarely takes them off, and of course the only time he does so he misplaced them. He tried to ask around to see if anyone had found his pair of cotton gloves, but like every other time in his life, Hans was ignored.

His last hope in his search was the lounge, praying to Mickey-fucking-Mouse that they had somehow made their way there.

Completely focused on finding his gloves, Hans entered the common area and immediately began rummaging around. He didn’t care if his trousers got dusty or his hair fussed up, he couldn’t bear the feeling of his hands making direct contact with everything.

“Kom igen… var är de?”

Hans’s frustration was finally overwhelming him, about to give up when he noticed a flash of white from underneath the couch.

“Aha! Oh, finally!!”

Hans kneeled to reach under the couch, finally grabbing his beloved gloves and wasted no time in slipping them back on his hands. Relief washing over him, Hans went to stand back up— only to be face to face with (Y/N)’s

He flinched back, stumbling to his feet. In his mad search for his gloves, he had completely overlooked the sleeping (Y/N).

He titled his head, confused on why 1: (Y/N) is passed out on the villains sofa when they’re in the middle of a shift, and 2: why their head is resting on a satin down pillow that probably costs more than their rent.

Hans was brought out of his thoughts when a noticed a shiver ran up (Y/N)s back, the park attendant squirming.

Huh, he never noticed how chilly the lounge was, probably because he was used to the cold, even the central AC being nothing but white noise to him. Looking at (Y/N) again, he felt a strange squirming in his stomach…

….eh, it’s probably pity.

Tugging on his gloves, he walked over to the common areas closet, where they kept all the cleaning supplies, lightbulbs, untouched board games, and blankets. Groping around until he found something that met his standards, Hans pulled out a knit throw blanket and walked back to the couch.

With a flick of his wrists, the blanket unfurled and fell onto (Y/N)s body, (Y/N) unconsciously burrowing their face into the knit wool. Hans was strangely reminded of the bakers in his castles kitchens, blanketing the tops pies with dough.

Shrugging off the memories, he gave (Y/N) a fleeting look before exiting the lounge, his fists clenching and unclenching.

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The overhead LED lights stung in Frollos eyes, making him wince and rub the bridge of his nose. He used to think Paris as a filthy city, but now what he wouldn’t give to be back in the 15th century.

Trudging down the hall, a pit of anxiety welled in the bottom of his chest, dreading having to go back out in the park and having to… eugh, interact with others.

His procession stopped as he passed the doorway of the common area, turning his head towards the sofa. Checking to make so no one else was near, Frollo approached the couch to look over (Y/N).

If it was anyone else, Frollo would’ve sneered and berated the person for their sloth. Such waste of time and insult to God.

And yet…

It was a rarity to see the park attendant so still, their resting body allowing Frollo to notice details he never saw before; The stray beauty mark on their cheek, a specific strand of hair the coiled around their face, cuts and scrapes that littered their hands…

Frollo huffed, allowing (Y/N) to continue their sleep, about to exit the room when he stopped.

Their (Y/N) laid, their form vulnerable and unprotected, resting amongst those with wicked tendencies. It would go against his “beliefs” to allow evil to take advantage of those unaware.

Reaching into his robe, he pulled out his personal Rosary, the old wooden beads clicking as they hind from his fingers. Delicately, Frollo hung his rosary from the edge of the couch, the cross resting right above (Y/N).

“Procul recedant somnia, Et noctium phantasmata; Hostemque nostrum comprime, Ne polluantur corpora.” Frollo muttered a prayer, signing the cross over (Y/N)s body.

Having so other excuse to stay, Frollo stalked out of the lounge

“dors bien et fais de beaux rêves..”

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Facilier was….well— he wasn’t sure what he was looking at.

(Y/N) sprawled out on the couch, head resting on a pillow that looked like it belonged in Big Daddy La Bouff’s mansion, worn knit blanket draped over their body, and a dingy rosary hanging above their head.

The shadow man stared down at (Y/N), his shadow trying to reach the couch, only to be shocked backwards. Probably the fault of the rosary.

“Ah forget it old sport— let the kid rest,” Facilier chastised his shadow.

The conman recalled seeing (Y/N) stumbling around the park earlier in the day, nodding off while standing. Poor sap must’ve surrendered to their bodies plea for rest.

Facilier’s been known to indulge in a nap once or twice, especially on the sticky summer days back in Orleans… but from personal experience, he always needed total darkness.

“I’ve got no idea how they can sleep with all this light… let’s do the poor Cher a solid. Shadow, cut the lights.”

With the command of his master, Faciliers shadow creeped towards the window on the neighboring wall, pulling down the blinds as Facilier walked over to the light switch, humming to himself.

“..pale moon's shining on the fields below…. The folks are singing songs, soft and loooowww~”

flicking off the overhead lights, the lounge was plunged in darkness.

“Much better, c’mon old sport—” Facilier beckoned his shadow, who gave (Y/N) a longing glance before return to his master.

“You needn't tell me, ‘cause I know… When it's sleepy time down south~”

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(Y/N) sighed in their sleep, nestling into the blanket and pillow. Although they were still fast asleep, far from waking up— they could feel the peace that washed over them. Something only achieved when you’ve reach maximum comfort after strenuous activity.

There were moments in their sleep when they were uncomfortable; neck aching, cold, bad dreams, and bright light stinging behind their eyes. But each time they almost roused from sleep, the problem was always solved, sending them deeper and deeper into the REM cycle.

So there (Y/N) rested, swamped in strange warmth and set to not wake for a long while.

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Can you tell that my love language is acts of service?

I just wanted to write something fluffy, (also I kinda want to write more Hans stuff, an obsession is growing…)

Anyway, enjoy!

[whimsi-clown]

A New Form of Psychological Torture Discovered.

Part 2 of the Reverse Isekai Disney Villains x Modern Reader AU

(Or RIDV AU for short)

Warning: Still a whole lot of swearing and OOC

"So... What would you like to know first?"

You asked with your hands clamped together, gathering the energy of minimum wage customer service workers just for this moment.

Those people have the highest patience, and you so badly need that right now.

The rest of the villains remained silent, glancing at one another until Dr. Facilier spoke up.

"How about you start by telling us how we got here... Wherever here is..."

He spoke, leaning forward against the back of the couch, the rest of the villains nodding and muttering in agreement.

"Well, to borrow your words, Dr. Facilier... You're in my world now, not your world... And you guys are the friends on the other side that I seem to have... Accidentally summoned??"

Dr. Facilier raised a brow at that, wondering how you knew that phrase. The rest of the villains, however, either rolled their eyes or groaned in irritation.

"Yea, we know that, babes. Doesn't take a genius to figure that out. What we wanna know is how we got here."

You turned to Hades, whose flaming hair was now turning light orange at the tip, showing how quickly he was losing patience with you,

You nervously gulped at that. You're gonna have to speed this up if you want your mansion to remain intact, hoping that reason will save you from 3rd degree burns.

"Alright, alright. Look, I really don't know how you guys got here, but I can tell you what I've been doing before, and you can take away whatever from there. Is that fine with you all?"

Thankfully, most of the villains agreed with reason, turning to Maleficent, who had been silent for most of this entire exchange, for the final say.

"Very well, speak."

With the mistress of all evil's confirmation, you began summarizing the events before their unexpected arrival, from your employer's death, you moving into their mansion, the mysterious door you found, the random junk on pedestals, how you cleaned them, and then the wierd lightshow that happened after that which resulted in their arrival.

By the time you were done enumerating, you were already out of breath, panting as your mouth felt like it had just gone through a marathon.

Was this karma for all those times you didn't speak up during those group presentations?

The villains contemplated your words, processing every detail (including the ones they deemed useless and unnecessary) before Jafar finally decided to speak up.

"You mentioned having cleaned some... Random junk before our arrival, correct?"

He asked with a raised brow, the other villains turning to face you for confirmation and a silent order for you to fetch those items for them.

You nodded at that, wordlessly running back to the mysterious room to gather every item in your arms and rushing back to the living room, laying them on the coffee table.

Most of the villain's eyes lit up in recognition of some of the items, snatching them off the table and inspecting them closely.

Maleficent held onto her staff, watching as the crystal orb at the top glowed a soft green. (1st mistake, letting the tall dark fae hold onto what is the equivalent of a lethal magical weapon)

Grimhilde didn't seem too fond or attached to the mirror in her hand, but she appreciated still being able to admire herself in its fractured surface.

Hades didn't seem too attached to the item he held too, inspecting the lit torch with a raised brow.

Jafar on the other hand was all too eager with the lamp in his hold, aggressively rubbing its surface with the cloth of his wrist, only to let out an irritated huff when it did not yield the results he desired.

Captain Hook was carefully inspecting the silver hook and the iron hook he had on him with a critical eye, and after careful contemplation, he decided to trade his rusty iron hook for a clean silver one, disregarding it over his shoulder as he gleefully applied the new hook onto his arm. (2nd mistake, letting the fancy ass pirate attach a deadly weapon onto their person. At least you won't get infected with tetanus when he makes good on his promise to slice your throat)

Gaston was checking his hunting rifle for any marks or scratches on the surface, doing mock firing poses before letting out a hum of approval. (3rd mistake, does not need an explanation whatsoever. He is a big dumb man with a big gun) As he was about to set the hunting rifle down, he accidentally pulled on the trigger, causing everyone within the vicinity to flinch in surprise at the loud bang, looking up to see the large bullet hole that was made on the ceiling of your home, some debris falling off. (Case and point)

Shaking his head at Gaston's mishap, Dr. Facilier continued to shuffle the deck of tarot cards in his hands, effortlessly doing card tricks like it was second nature. (You may or may not have been momentarily entraced by the smooth and eye-catching movement)

Shan Yu, who had not said a word since the "summoning incident" stood at the far side of the room, leaning against a wall as he simply watched the scene before him, the sword now kept on a sheath that was strapped around him. (4th mistake, again, very self-explanatory. Big man who's literally and probably the only person in this room with the largest body count) Shan Yu's head turned to your direction when he felt your gaze on him, his gold eyes seeming to pierce through you, causing another unsettling chill to crawl down your spine.

You decided to quickly turn your gaze away from the ruthless hun leader and focus your sights back on the rest of the group.

Watching Scar boredly play with the lion skull like it was a sock puppet of some sorts, Ursula and Cruela already wearing the nautilus shell necklace and the exotic fur coat respectively, and finally Oogie Boogie rolling the pair of die around his pointy stub of sack he called a hand. (How the dices remained on his hand despite his lack of fingers is a mystery you will never learn the truth to)

"Great. Now that I've satiated your curiosity. I'm gonna go..."

You mumble aloud, not really caring if they heard you or not. You just wanted to escape to the kitchen right now. You were starving.

Before you could make your great escape, however, a gloved hand grabbed a hold of your shoulders.

"Now hold on just a moment darling, you haven't completely satiated our curiosities just yet..."

Cruela stated, her grip surprisingly strong for someone of her age and stature.

"She's right. We've still got one thing left to ask."

Says Ursula as she comes closer to you, a tentacle wrapping itself tightly around your leg, preventing you any chances to bail.

You begin to grow nervous as they all begin to crowd you once more.

"Uhm... And... What exactly... would that be?"

You hesitantly ask.

"You referred to us as... Disney Villains... Why?"

Grimhilde commanded, glaring down at you.

"And you best not deceive us, little one, because I'm starting to get quite... Hungry..."

Threatened Scar as he licked his tongue over his canines, eyeing you like you were gonna be his next meal.

...

Oh

...

O H

...

Oh shit.

Gods you and your big mouth, why did you have to say that before them? They obviously don't have any idea that they're works of fiction and entertainment like in Mickey's House of Mouse or Once upon a Studio.

Actually, how would they react to that?

It was never really shown how the characters coped with the idea of being created for the purpose of entertaining children.

So how would they respond to the realization that their lives had been depicted for them from the very start and that they had no actual say in the course of their stories?

...

A morbid curiosity begins to settle in your mind as a smile spreads across your cheeks, making the villains unconsciously flinch at the uneasy feeling that came with your wide and ecstatic grin as you look up at them.

"How likely are you all to suffer from an existential crisis?"

End of part 2

Previous Part, Next Part

[cosmiconix]

Doc has had many birthdays while living in the mansion, & through all those birthdays, Hades has always made it his mission to make each one as fun & memorable as possible. And he never fails to succeed. 😊💖

I think it's only a matter of time before these two finally get together, maybe by the end of this year, Hades or Doc will gain the courage to take the first step. 🤭

[rosenr0tten]

I hate m/f villain romances where the guy is just sarcastic dark hair bad boy number #174

Instead we need more villain love interests who act like this guy:

[little-teacupss]

My Masterlist + Rules + blog

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Their good fairy. Series

Part one.

Part two.

Part three of part one of castlecoming.

Part three of part two of castlecoming.

Part four the ending. Coming soon

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P.S. - I love you two-shots

P.S. - I still love you.

P.S. - I'll always love you. Coming soon

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May your anchor be tight and your heart be mine. Series

Chapter I.

Chapter II.

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Famey

The Pirate meets his fairy.

The Pirate and his Fairy.

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Forky

The Pirate and His Fairy.

The Serptine's Jealousy.

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The Trapped Fairy. Series

The Trapped Fairy - Chapter One.

The Trapped Fairy - Chapter Two.

The Trapped Fairy - Chapter Three.

The Trapped Fairy - Chapter Four.

The Trapped Fairy - Chapter Five.

Harriet's lullaby - short story/spin off.

Fay's Heart - Part One ( It's being split up )

Fay's heart - The Prequel

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Morfay.

The serpentine's jealousy.

My love letter to you.

What if I love you?

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PeriwinkleChad.

You're my fairy godmother!

Our little secret.

A Charming dinner.

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Miscellaneous/Spin offs.

Family Montage - mini fics.

Couples therapy - mini fic

She's yours - angst fic

Memes with MFH and the VK's - meme quotes

Part two of MFH and the VK's - meme qoutes

Our good little fairy. - yandere fic series

Snippet - Merlin

A prince's love - Merlin

I envy you - Merlin

Where are you going? - Merlin

Well it's true- - Merlin

I'm here - Ben and Jane

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Rules.

1. I do take requests, but there are somethings I will not write

2. Character death, it's just that I've never done it and would have no clue how to set it up - I might be trying it in an upcoming story

3. NSFW/non-con/SA, once again I've never written about it before and would have no clue how to set it up, but also I will not write about non-con/SA, it's not in my morals and not something I support or want to Romanticize. But for NSFW, I will have as far as making out, implied, and off-screen, that is as far as I will go

4. Labor scenes, it would make me uncomfortable to write about something so sensitive, I'll go as far as getting to the hospital and after

5. Omegaverse, sorry in some ways I think it can be written well depending on the person, I'm just not one to those people

6. Suicide, sorry I won't write about that kind of sensitive subject

7. I only write character x character, unfortunately I've tried to do character x reader, and it doesn't work for me either I go into writers block, or it doesn't perform well, or it never gets finished

8. I won't write stories where the partner is bullying the other partner, for example: Bridget x Hook, Morgie x Fay, Maleficent x Fay x Hades. I'm sorry, but it doesn't sit right with me

9. Domestic abuse, once again, goes against my morals and trauma, but also I won't write about that kind of sensitive topic

10. At the moment I'm only writing for Descendants, but I will notify when I'm writing for other Randoms

And that's all for Rules for now.

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Blog.

On tumblr got under little-teacups. I'm a minor, I go by she/her, I will not allow any kind of bullying, I also believe you can give criticism without being a prick.

Tagged Creators: @giveityourworst

My co-founder/creditor of the MFH ship: @giveityourworst

Remembering Eric Pankratz.

Multi-Universe lores.

Pirate terminology.

My anons

🎃 anon - pronouns they/them

🦐 anon - pronouns he/they

🪶 anon - pronouns She/Her

[francis-writes]

I know you’re busy, so please ignore my ask until you’re free and you feel like answering, take all the time you need

The ask: headcanons for all the Disney villains you write for with an FTM s/o please

Disney villains with transmasc!reader

Jafar Very chill about that, accepts you instantly. Moreover he's a powerful sorcerer and I think he can easily change your body as you please, so you don't need to worry about transition. If anybody dares to misgender you, Jafar will lock them in the dungeons or maybe curse them.

Judge Claude Frollo It's gonna take some hard time to get used to your identity. He's very conservative and homophobic so at the beggining he sees it as a sin. He loves you nonetheless, so after some time of being together he may try to use your name and pronouns, seeing how happy it makes you. The only problem is, he may ask you to present more feminine when you are out in public. He's a high ranking official and he's afraid that people would think about him as a sodomite. (just two guys in one cathedral praying five feet apart bc they are not gay)

Hades He's a god, okay? Gender for gods is something completely different than for humans. They are immortal, they are more spiritual beings and most of them are shapeshifters. So they don't make much fuss about gender. I suppose it's like hair color for them. Or idk favourite restaurant. I lack the words, I am not a god after all. In the summary: if you didn't tell him, he wouldn't probably even notice that you're trans but Hades is fully supportive. As with other magic users, he can also change your shape as you please.

Dr Facilier I can't explain this but I feel that even though he lives in the 20s, Dr Facilier is pretty familiar with whole LGBT community and he is really supportive toward them. He sees a fellow outcasts in them, often living in margins of society. He can curse some transphobes also

Gaston Where do I start with him Gaston is usually problematic but you can't deny, he wishes you well He's usually old-fashioned but you're special for him and he supports you fully The only thing that may annoy you... he thinks of himself as perfect man, master of masculinity, and without any word from you, he decided to be your teacher and mentor. He's gonna show you how to be (the second) best man in France.

[assortedvillainvault]

Love that prompt list! How about 24 - “Did you just bite me?” - for the DV'Cule, please?

In honour of the fact I've just quit my weekend job - DC please humbly accept my first outrightedly suggestive prose answer: praise the soup and your patience, here we go:

TLDR: Venomous bites and kinky viziers is certainly a match, and not one made in heaven, even for gods.

TW: Suggestive themes, biting, nothing overtly described. Implied threesome.

Did you just Bite Me?! - The DVCule: Jafar x Hades X Facilier

The yelp that cuts though the warm, heavy air startles them so badly that someone – Facilier maybe – tumbles off the bed with a swear, helped by one of Hades legs as the god flails. Flames roar between blue and orange as he grabs the back of Jafar’s head and tries to yank, grunting at the teeth buried in his shoulder.

The sorcerer remains locked in place – dazed and cross eyed as he clings - sweaty, sinuous, satisfied and apparently on another fucking planet for all that he was paying attention.

“Did you seriously just bite me?!” Hades croaks incredulously. “Jaf- Jafar, what the fuck-”

Muffled groans and what sound like an aborted reply leak between wet flesh. Hades winces as he tries to pry the sorcerers head away but finds him all but locked into the muscle – golden ichor dribbling between them. Despite the sudden burst of flame all the sorcerer does is grip harder, tongue idly flicking at the blood as it dribbles down his skin and smears the sheets.

Facilier stumbles up, nursing a bruised backside and scowling - swatting at Jafar to move but only getting a strangled hiss and an unfocused red glare for his trouble. The bokor blinks, noticing the odd..smooth sheen of Jafars skin, and the subtle red and black banding beginning to show.

“Ah, fuck. Is he-”

“Fanged up? No shit.” Hades hisses, feeling the two white hot, needle-like fangs twitch and flex what feels like down to his bones. “I don’t- fucking- need an anatomy discussion doc, get him off-!”

“I’m tryin-!”

Mood murdered - they attempt to wrangle the punch-drunk half-transformed sorcerer off the larger god, trading swears every time the teeth buried in his neck jostle, grimacing as Jafar swallows more and more godblood and slowly begins to giggle and produce some kind of awful hissy purr that shakes the bed and makes Hades especially regret the fireproof spells written into it.

Eventually they manage to pop Jafar’s unnervingly stretchy jaw off, tossing the ex vizier to the side while Facilier grabs rags for the bleeding and Hades glares at his lover. Slitted red eyes blink out of sync back as the half snake curls languidly in place, sleepy and pleased.

Hades scowls. “Memo to me – add a clause about biting...” He pinches his nose and sighs explosively, letting Facilier swipe at his shoulder where the wounds are already closing. “Oy, he’s such a freak.”

Facilier chuckles at that. “Yeah. An’ you like it, so what does that make you?”

“A pincusion apparently, oy-” He rolls his eyes and rubs his temples, feeling a headache coming on. “Was just starting to relax too...”

Facilier makes a sympathetic noise and throws the rag away. He slides back up, all smooth grace now that tall dark and twisted was slightly snoring. He gently cards a hand through the flames, letting them wrap around his fingers as Hades leans into the touch. “You wanna keep goin? Or leave it here? I’m game for either.”

Hades hums as he mulls it over and leans into him. Facilier’s brows pinch as he realises he’s… actually having to brace the god kinda hard. “Uh...Cher?”

Yellow eyes slowly blink open, and alarm bells start ringing as he sees just how wide the pupils are. “Hades..??”

“Faci...” He mumbles. “...have...have there always been three of you?”

The bokor feels his stomach tie into knots as he suddenly connects some dots - snapping his head around to see Jafar yawn, yellow drops of venom still clinging to his fangs.

He about launches himself out of bed – ignoring Hades sudden whine - and scrambles for his trousers, slung over the dresser. “Gotta get Ursula darlin’ - berightback-!”

[heyhopperart]

Taking the kiddies to Disneyland!

It takes a village to raise a child...

... and two AUs combined to raise multiple 🖤!

Hopper and Onix surprised their friends by arranging a de-stress day at Disney!

The Kheshig has it easier as they arent as easily recognized, but both Shan Yu's, Doc, Hades and the others need to dress more incognito 🖤

Onix belongs to her creator, @cosmiconix 🖤 a talented and dear, dear friend ❤️

Hopper iz @heyhopperart 'z

[doobasgirlgg]

Hi!! Love to find a blog that do the disney villains! If it's ok, can i resquest some headcanons of maleficient, Dr facilier and hades with a Non binary S/o?? Maybe they help them to find clothes that they felt comfortable with or being there for them if somebody is disrespectful to them. Thanks! Have a nice day/night

Hades could care less if your gender is different your still his and he loves you no matter what and technically gods and goddess don’t technically have a gender and they also change it whenever they feel the need to.

Hades is very respectful of your pronoun’s because even though hades can be a douchebag sometimes he’s not a full douchebag if you catch my drift and if someone were to disrespect you well…

Hades is a god of the underworld so if anyone were to make you upset or disrespect you they’d get an early ticket to the underworld and would comfort you afterwards and say things like “babe listen to me alright that schmuck is gone he’ll never disrespect you ever again i promise anyone that hurts you you’ll never see again.”

Hades doesn’t mind helping you pick clothes sometimes he does go towards some of the more riskay clothes “babes come on try this one on just for me it’s gonna look gorgeous on you trust me I know.”

“I’m not sure I quite understand what is non-binary exactly?”

See here’s the thing about maleficent she’s a dark fae from times where kingdoms still existed so you gotta explain what pronouns are and such so she can understand better but after doing so she’ll still respect you

Maleficent would most likely curse and kill whoever disrespected you “don’t worry my sweet those wretched fools are gone let’s go back to our castle and rest and take your mind off things.”

Maleficent will get the best silks and cloth to make clothing you see best fit “oh my love you look so gorgeous in that you should wear it to dinner tonight my sweet.”

I’m afraid he’s another one that needs an explanation since back in the 1920s they didn’t have other pronouns like non-binary

After an explanation he’s understanding and still loves you so don’t worry he’s not one to judge you he loves you too much to even hurt you

“Mon Cheri I love you so much just because your non-binary doesn’t mean I’ll stop loving you I’ll love you even when we’re dead.”

If someone were even to give you a dirty look it looks like someone wants to make a deal that would most likely curse or kill them “how would you like to meet my friends on the other side.”

Dr.facilier doesn’t mind shopping with you either when you get the money sometimes he’ll pick a few that you can try on for him “mmm mon cheri you look like the evening star in that maybe me and you can go to my favorite diner to have a nice dinner together and I can have some dessert when we get home.” ;) bro got that rizz

Hope you enjoyed that one sorry for being late just finished high school going to college in October super scared but I hope you enjoyed the writing

[profoundgladiatorbarbarian]

Trace and Tamara

Age:14

Parents: The Thorn Queen Nireka (mother) the thorn King Benson (father)

Personality type: trace and Tamara are both mischievous, evil, villainous twins that are best friends with each other who like to cause up trouble on the Isle of the Lost with their crew, but have their eyes set on taking over auradon in the name of their parents

Relationships: Trace is dating the daughter of scar scarla and tomorrow is dating the son of one of the Thorne Queen's guards

Family relationship: the thorny Queen and Thorn King are very loving parents who care deeply for their kids and tomorrow and Trace are always striving to make their parents proud of them which they always do even when they don't succeed in their plans more or less their parents are proud that they can get far enough in their evil plans that they consider them top a villainous unlike most Disney villain parents

Appearance :They both were similar styles if Trace having buzz cut black hair with his black cat ears and tomorrow having a kind of wash and go hairstyle showing off her natural curls with her cat ears also she wears glasses which some people on the aisle find nerdy but nobody dares to speak about it cuz they're afraid of the twins they also both wear black leather jackets with black ripped jeans and black boots and Trace usually wears a purple shirt reminiscent of his mom and tomorrow are usually wears a blue shirts reminiscent of her dad

Chesh Cheshire

Age: unknown since time works quite a differently in Wonderland but about 16 on the Isle of the Lost

Parents: the Cheshire Cat

Personality type: sometimes a sneaky and mischievous pranksters and at other times a madvillain that wants to watch the world burn and at other other times a great spy to help bring down auradon prep

Relationship: she is currently not dating anybody

Family relationship: the Cheshire Cat is quite a mad and odd feline but he does deeply care for his daughter and taught her everything she knows about causing trouble mischief and Mayhem. At first he used to live in Wonderland with the rest of the Mad residence but after some examination he was banished to the Isle of the Lost for the crimes of trying to get Alice killed by the queen of hearts and being an overall animal to get you in danger

Appearance: chesh Cheshire have many different looks depending on how you catch her sometimes her fur is in more of a grayish Hue with blue stripes and other times it's in more of a pinkish Hue with purple stripes but either way you catch her most of the time she's pink with purple stripes mostly wearing a purple jacket with pink stripes along the side of it along with a neon pink shirt with neon lighting and a purple skirt with neon pink lights with striped pink and purple stockings with pink and purple boots sporting a large Cheshire Cat grin with her tail to erase the tracks

Frankie facilier and Filia facilier

Age: Frankie is 15 and philia is 12 1/2

Parent: Dr facilier( father) Ursula( stepmom)

Personality type: Frankie facilier is a bit of a lone wolf trying to make his dad Dr facilier proud of him however it doesn't always work because Dr facilier mostly gives all his attention to his girls making Frankie feel more bitter and jealous towards his sisters especially Celia but tends to have a better relationship with philia.

Filia facilier is a mischievous Trickster using her Voodoo powers to tell the future to Poor Unfortunate Souls on the aisle and earn easy bucks but ever since she joins Tia and Tamara's crew she's also had her site set on taking over the Isle of the Lost with help from her friends on the other side

Relationship: neither of them are currently in a relationship however CJ hook has a secret crush on Frankie but tries to act tough and not mention it so that he will notice her

Family relationship: Dr facilier is a loving father towards all his children however he sometimes favors his girls over his sons, and he is always hardest on Frankie because he feels that he has greater potential if he just uses it the right way making Frankie a bit bitter towards his sisters, the only other sister aside from philia that understands him better is Freddie facilier who Dr facilier is also hard on as the oldest sibling.

Filia facilier has a great relationship with her dad and along with her older sister Celia is her dad's favorite child mostly because the two of them inherited most of Dr facilities powers but aside from that doctor facilier really just loves his daughter cilia and philia the most because he's used them as his baby girls from the day they were born, and the two of them have kind of used this to their advantage and have become a bit spoiled by their dad Dr facilier Who just cannot say no to them, a bit like Steve Harvey and his daughters but I digress, philia and Frankie always strive to make their dad proud of them and for the most part at works but Dr facilier always wants them to do better because he feels that they have great potential and that they can make him very proud if they put their powers to a greater use but he also understands that they won't have that opportunity on the Isle of Lost which is why he he was very excited when Celia got the opportunity to go to Oregon because he viewed that as a way for him and his family to raise their profits as discussed the limit after all it's like he always says if it don't make dollars it don't make sense

Appearance: Frankie has A bit of a Small buzz cut fro That is died a deep red And he can usually be seen wearing When of his dad's old top Hats Along with round sunglasses , mostly with red lenses and cross earrings. He mostly likes to wear A dark turquoise stress shirt with a Denim red vest and purple rip jeans Along with black boots with white Accents to them.

Filia facilier Was a big fan of her sister's hairstyle and decided to copy it Which slightly annoyed Celia, but didn't really care all that much. She can oftentimes be seen wearing a facilier Voodoo hats inspired by her dad Along with wearing a voodoo necklace that was passed down to her from her dad As a gift. She preferably likes to wear Purple and green dashiki printed dresses and shirts and Likes to sport them with Black leather or dark blue denim jackets And most of the time where is Oxford sneakers But also owns a pair of Knee high boots.

Melvin and Treycor

Age: Melvin is 13 1/2 and Treycor is 13

Parents: Maleficent and Hades however Treycor got some of his his uncle Poseidon's jeans which is why he's black

Personality type: Melvin is a shy sometimes timid antisocial slightly emo boy who inherited most of her mom's abilities which is why he has a dragon tail and wings plus his mom's horns but at the same time if if you piss him off then he is more than willing to set fire to you and becomes extremely aggressive and angry mostly got that from his dad but also from his mom, so much so that he's been suspended a few times for setting his school Dragon Hall on fire after some dumb kids decided to bully him and he went full on Dragon on their asses

Treycor on the other hand is more calm and peaceful and isn't really much of a villain like his parents however his parents don't seem to have a problem with it as long as their son is happy and after Hades and Maleficent divorced he became even less villainous when he started Living more with his dad who didn't really care how his kids turned out, however at the same time when Trevor joins Tia and tomorrow's crew he started to gain back some of his old villainous habits which kind of made Hades and Maleficent proud. He's generally more if not the most calm out of his family but if you take him off too much, he is ready to spit flames and yeah his hair can catch fire just like his dad

Relationship: Melvin has a crush and later on started dating the daughter of Jafar Jinny who is the only one who can make him soften up.

Treycor has a crush on the adopted daughter of Captain Hook Hannah hook I believe but it's too shy to tell her however she kind of knows about it but is waiting for him to confess it himself

Family relationship:Treycor is actually the twin brother of Hattie but has a more twin-like relationship with Melvin and gets along with him much better which leads to them exploring places getting into trouble and doing all sorts of fun stuff as for their relationship with their parents Maleficent is a loving yet strict mother who makes sure her boys always act in line but can be calm when Melvin's Dragon Powers get out of control because she understands the feeling as for Hades he's more of a chill back dad to the point where he's more like a brother than a father to them only acting strict when he really needs to which isn't often aside from that he likes to play guitar with his sons cause fires with them or just be that cool dad that everybody loves, both of their children strive to make them proud however Treycor tends to also want to do his own thing more of the time which hate is this completely fine with because in his own words whatever makes my children happy makes me happy as for Maleficent her words are it's the Deeds that separates bad from truly evil

Darson Oscar de Ville

Age:14

Parents: Cruella Deville and her late husband Oscar

Personality type: darson DeVille is a bit of antisocial person who is quite tech savvy and mischievous but often times sarcastic and a bit rude to those he doesn't find respectable especially towards Morgana lafaye rival to Merlin and former teacher to his mom when she was going to the school of Good and Evil who also didn't respect her. he's also just as cruel as his mother and has a strong hatred and dislike for dogs mostly Dalmatians but does have a lightning towards some animals not all but some mostly cats

Relationship: he doesn't currently have a crush on anybody and mostly keeps to himself so he can focus more on his studies and evil plots to take revenge in his mother's name

Family relationship: the DeVille family despite contrary belief is actually a very strong family well strong now that Cruella is the head, before when the baroness was the mother of Cruella and her brothers David and Cecil B DeVille was the head of her family it was quite broken with her abandoning her children at a young age killing their new adoptive mother and them when they became adults trying to kill her daughter Cruella who she saw as a fashion rifle and didn't even recognize until she revealed herself, but now things have calmed down a bit ever since Cruella became the head of her family however that was only within her family outside of that people viewed her as just as awful as her own mother and there were even rumors that she was an abusive person towards her children and treated them like slaves and over time some of her children including Carlos started to believe this thinking that Cruella did truly love her fur coats and her car over them and viewed her children as a last priority which started to build low confidence within the Cruella did try to convince them otherwise and show them that she loved them as a first priority with her Furs and car being just behind them however even though her children knew she loved them they often times did doubt it and had low confidence about it all except for Darth sin who always believed her mom to be a good person well good mother at least person's a different story however whenever it came to these rumors he would always fight against people stating that even though his mom was a bit overdramatic and did him and his siblings do a lot of chores around the house it wasn't out of malice it was just Cruella being Cruella and she did still love all of them however people didn't always believe darson which made him even more infuriated, but Cruella was still proud that her son darson believed in her to be a good mother and did what every villain especially the veils do for family fight for them she was also extra proud about how her son was not afraid of dogs. You see at a young age Cruella implemented a fear of dogs into all her children because just like in the movie they were the ones who killed her adoptive mother not out of the malice that people describe but after Cruella describes how dangerous dogs are to Dawson instead of being afraid he became angry and obsessed with killing all dogs to the point where dogs truly feared him as much as they feared Cruella Deville later on in the years he started having a fondness for fur coats and jackets just like his mom and eventually decided any dog he dispatched would look better as a trophy that he wears and his mother Cruella always was proud of him for that and saw him as her favorite child and spent the most time with him which kind of made his siblings feel slightly neglected however he never noticed this

Appearance: darson DeVille as black and white hair just like all DeVilles however he likes to wear them in dreadlocks as a modern style. Along with that he likes to wear anything in the shades black and white and everything between as well as anything with red. He has many forms of fashion but his most common where is a black and white shirt with red jeans and black boots and a red and black fur coat in a striped pattern

Drizel Tremaine(16) daughter of drizella Tremaine and Prince Hall and granddaughter of Lady Tremaine

Quinn(16) daughter of the Queen and King of hearts

My original descendants a use feel free to ask questions and I will answer

[idontliketomatoesleavemealone]

I did your-ship-in-5-minutes thingys!

I am. Tired. 

Have fun reading. 

[seaslugfanclub]

bestie, beloved mutual, Neptune, I have for real been getting hit on at work by creepy older men and sometimes women multiple times a day, so I was wondering if you could do the more romantically inclined villains witnessing y/n having to deal with several of these people within a short amount of time? You could do any writing style that comes to mind, this is just my way of coping :D ily!!(platonic)

{if this is out of your comfort zone, please message me and kill me :)}

Omg I am so sorry you have to deal with that, as someone who’s had the same experience, I totally understand your frustration. Hang in there pookie ❤️

Villains reaction to (Y/N) being creeped on

TW: old man being creepy/harassment (stay safe everyone)

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During their time at Disney Parks, the Villain’s realized they aren’t the most evil people there

There was this older park attendant working in the same branch as (Y/N) and of course, in typical creep fashion he. would. not. leave. (Y/N). alone.

When they clock in for work “Good Morning (Y/N), I was thinking about you last night.”

During (Y/N)’s lunch break, he’d try to sit across from them. “I saw some kid spill her drink all over you, I have an extra shirt in my locker if you’d like to come with me and get it.”

God, even when they’re both supervising interactions with the Villains “I noticed that new Mickey Mouse pin on your chest, I should call you ‘my little Disney girl’”

All of this was enough for the Villains to notice, and if they’re existence wasn’t dependent on Disney, they would’ve flayed this guy the moment he made eye contact with (Y/N)

Each Villain has seen at least one instance of (Y/N)’s coworker hitting on them, and they all have their own idea of how to deal with the creep

Hades wants to tie the creep to the top of the magic castle and let the seagulls eat his liver

Maleficent is shining up her collection of medieval torture devices

Frollo wants him flogged

Facilier is currently sewing up a voodoo doll, all he needs is some of the old man’s hair

Scar is scheming ways to make his hyenas mauling the man look like an accident

Clayton, Gaston, and Sykes just want to shoot the guy

But for now everyone makes sure that (Y/N) isn’t alone with the guy, something (Y/N) appreciates more than anything

When (Y/N) come teary eyed to the Villains, you know damn well they’re gonna be treated like royalty.

Hook cooks the their favorite meal as Hades brings his best jokes to take their mind off being harassed

Cruella actually understands what (Y/N)s going through, having been a female in the male dominated fashion industry during the 50’s

“Chin up now dear, don’t let some man-thing get to you. Heavens know I had my fare share of degenerates when I started out my illustrious career!”

Even though they can’t physically touch the creep, it’s not a surprise that the man eventually disappeared quit

Something about a series of unfortunate circumstances that coincidentally happed in progression that lead him to have a mental breakdown and leave on short notice

When news of the creeps resignation, all the villains were like:

There are only two reasons the Villains could get along. 1. It’s for (Y/N) 2. The destruction of someone’s life.

(Y/N) has scary dog privileges, but the scary dogs are middle aged magicians

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Hope you enjoyed! Try not to let those old creeps get you down, they’re miserable folks who don’t deserve the time of day! (And for real a man called me his ‘little Disney girl’ when he noticed my Disney pin…. I’m 20..)

[whimsi-clown]

What's the Best Way to Start a Story? Ah, yes. Death.

Part 1 of the Reverse lsekai Disney Villains x Modern Reader AU

(That I made on a whim)

Warning: Lots of Curse Words and a bit OOC

In a series of unfortunate (or fortunate, depending on how you view things) events, your eccentric rich bitch of an employer had just died.

Sad, I know. But they had it coming. Sorta.

Nobody really liked them. They were, to put it bluntly, an asshole of the highest degree, and they didn't have any living relatives or descendants.

As such, with you being the only person in existence who still stuck by them, gave a shit about them, and had the balls to deal with all of their bullshit, they decided to leave you with their inheritance.

From their large plot of land to their unrealistically big ass mansion with a private beach close by, along with everything inside of it. Money included.

It was all yours for the taking, and you were all too eager to accept.

At this point, you had everything you needed to live the life of your dreams. A large plot of land, a mansion, a near infinite amount of money.

Now, all you needed left in this big and lonely mansion...

Was companionship...

...

Yea, no. We'll skip that for now.

So, with that in mind, after setting down the remaining boxes of your belongings that you had just brought in, you decided to stroll through the halls of the place, eager to familiarize yourself with your new home.

Your eyes perking in interest as you spot a door that you had never seen before, curiously entering it with a new wave of excitement as to what you could find (or possibly sell) on the other side.

Nothing could ruin this day for you!

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Something has just ruined this day for you.

You groaned, dragging your hands down your face as 12 of the most iconic Disney Villains settled on the set of couches before you with crossed arms, disgruntled expressions, and glares aimed your way.

Maleficent sat on the lone couch to your left, while Grimhilde, the evil queen, sat on the other couch to your right, both looking at you with displeased glares.

On the main couch sat Ursula, Cruela De Vil, Dr. Facilier and Jafar. All sharing the same disgruntled expression, like they have better things to do than be in this predicament.

And those who decided to stand behind the couch were Hades, Captain Hook, Shan Yu, and Gaston. All of them with their arm crossed.

Finally, seated on the carpeted floor before the couches are Scar and Oogie Boogie. Who looked bored out of their minds.

You let out yet another groan.

How did you end up in this situation again??

Ah, right. The mysterious room.

For those of you who are wondering, here's what went down literal hours ago.

You had entered what looked like an old storage room, flicked the light switch on, and discovered that it was filled to the brim with various antiques and junk.

Looking around, you felt like a kid in a candy store, discovering the various curious objects that your former employer collected, lining each shelf.

Everything was so interesting (and sellable) to you.

But what stood out to you the most, though, was an assortment of random items set up on a row of pedestals.

A staff broken in half, a shattered mirror, an unlit greek looking torch lying on its side, a dusty lamp, a tarnished silver hook, a vintage hunting rifle, an old scattered deck of tarot cards, a weird wavy looking sword (a quick google search informed you that it was a serrated jagged jian), a lion skull (not even gonna question how your employer got their hands on these ethically), a gold nautilus shell necklace, an exotic black and white fur coat of some animal (again, not gonna question how they were ethically acquired), and finally a set of red hand carved dices.

With a wide shit eating grin and dollar signs in your eyes, you decided on the spot that these would definitely sell for a large amount of money and decided to take a picture of them to post online.

However, before you could take the shot, you realized something.

No one would buy any of this junk if you sell them as they looked now, like junk!

So, with a new goal in mind, you quickly set out to grab whatever cleaning materials you could find.

And when you came back, you glued together the two broken parts of the staff, put back the pieces of the shattered mirror back in place, set the unlit greek torch up, rubbed the dust off of the lamp, polished the silver hook, cleaned the vintage hunting rifle, stacked and rearanged the deck of tarot cards, sharpened the weird wavy sword, dusted the lion skull, washed the gold nautilus shell pendant in soapy water, and brushed the exotic fur coat.

When all was done, you stood back with your hands on your hips, a prideful grin stretching across your face at having cleaned all of the useless junk before you.

If only you had the same amount of energy and enthusiasm when it comes to cleaning the rest of your house.

You were about to take a picture again when you realized you weren't completely done. There was still one item left.

The pair of red dice.

You stared down at the dices in contemplation. For some reason, something about them didn't seem to sit right with you.

One dice had a six facing up, while the other had a five. Making it an eleven in total.

You grabbed the dices, shaking them around in the palm of your hand and without much of a thought, threw them onto its pedestal. Watching as it rolled on the surface before stopping, both dices landed on a one.

Snake eyes.

All of a sudden, the lights in the room started to flicker and turn off completely, leaving you in the dark.

You cursed under your breath as you were about to turn the flashlight on your phone when you noticed that the dices were glowing green, like one of those shitty glow in the dark star stickers you had as a kid.

Suddenly, the dices weren't the only thing glowing as the fur coat was glowing white, followed by the shell pendant glowing gold, the lion skull glowing green, the sword glowing a dull blue, the tarot deck glowing purple, the hunting rifle glowing red, the hook glowing gold as well, the lamp glowing red too, the torch glowing blue which also lit up in blue flames on it's own, the mirror glowing purple, and finally the staff glowing green.

Each of the items slowly hovered in the air, wind seeming to pick up around you despite the lack of windows, and then suddenly a burst of green smoke spread throughout the room, temporarily blinding you as you coughed into your fist.

You swatted your hands around to clear the smoke, rubbing your teary eyes when a sound caught your attention. Not just any sound, it was the sound of a person, no, people! It was the sound of people!

When the smoke finally cleared, you were greeted by the sight of a dogpile of people, all groaning and moaning in pain, some muttering curses under their breaths as they struggled to get up from their current positions.

"Get off of me, you fools!"

A comanding feminine voice exclaimed.

"Ugh, you first, I can feel you stepping on my tail."

Another masculine voice grumbled.

"Ugh, get your slimey apendeges off of me, woman!"

Another masculine voice exclaimed in disgust.

"For the last time. It's not slime, you narcissistic oaf, it's mucus!"

Yet another feminine voice retorted.

"She's actually right, ya know? It's mucus, not slime. Had to learn that the hard way."

Yet another masculine voice says, agreeing with the person who spoke before them.

Whilst they were still arguing with one another, you figured now would be a great time to escape, slowly backing away, careful not to make a sound when you flinch as your back hits something sturdy and warm.

With a nervous gulp, you slowly crained your neck up only to see a tall gray skinned man with shark like teeth and blue flames for hair, looking down at you with a wide toothy grin.

"Hey there, nice to meet cha', you goin' somewhere, babes?"

The gray man asked in a casual tone, a hint of a threat hidden beneath it. Before you could respond, you yelped in surprise as you were suddenly grabbed by the back collar of your shirt and lifted a few feet away from the ground.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?~"

You froze as you were suddenly face to face with a big talking sack, your face growing pale when you noticed a centipede crawling out of its open stitched mouth.

The thing before you seemed to notice this, grinning even wider as they brought you closer to its face.

"What's wrong, little one? You feeling ssscaareeddd?~"

A snake had just slithered out of its mouth like a tongue and hissed at you as it trailed off the word 'scared'. Which made you scream as you kicked at his face in response, causing the thing to drop you as it held its face in pain.

"UGH! YOU LITTLE-"

The commotion seemed to finally catch the others' attention, finally registering your presence.

Before you could run off and escape, though, a tendril of black smoke wrapped around you, restricting your movement as it pulled you closer to the blue flame headed guy who merely chuckled as you thrashed around in his grip, successfully getting your arms out before trying to tug and yank the rest of the smokey tendrils off of you.

"Hey, fellas, I think I found the culprit to our little... Heh, predicament..."

The blue flame haired guy announced as he pulled you closer to him and grabbed ahold of your cheeks with one hand, forcing you to face the rest of the group.

The rest of them then approached, crowding around and glaring down at you.

"So you're the reason why we're in this mess... Speak. Why have you brought us here?"

The beautiful woman before you asked, no, commanded. Her pose is regal and sophisticated even as she looks down on you. She wore a golden crown atop her head, with a purple velvet dress and a black cape.

Your face morphed in confusion as you stared up at her, practically scanning her features.

For some reason, you feel like you've met her before.

You turn to the others as well, scanning them from head to toe.

A tall mean looking lady with greenish skin and black horns, a grumpy arabian guy dressed in red and black, a big intimidating asian dude, a woman with melanie martinez's hair but if she were emo, a guy that looks like a himbo, a fat drag queen with tentacles and light purplish skin, twinkish looking man with a fancy hat dressed in all red, twinkish looking man with a fancy hat no. 2 dressed in all purple, and a literal fucking lion.

After staring at the crowd before you, you turned your head back to properly look at the other three you had just met. The fat sack of creepy crawlies, the shark teethed flame head, and the literal fucking queen.

Stupid. That's what you currently felt. Not scared, not happy. Stupid.

How could you not recognize the people before you?? They were your literal childhood before you grew out of them. Gods, you felt so dumb for not realizing it sooner!

They were all Disney Villains!

Noticing that you seemed disappointed about something rather than fearful of their presence, the villains turned to one another with looks of confusion. Not used to this kind of reaction.

Hades, who still held you hostage decided to shake you out of whatever it is you were so hung up about.

"Oy, kid. You still with us? Kinda rude to just space out on people ya know?"

He asked, successfully snapping you out of your momentary internal berating.

"I... I know you guys..."

You muttered out loud, still in disbelief of the situation.

This caused the villains to smirk and perk up a little smugly, their ego rising at the thought of being recognized by someone they deemed lesser than then. Especially a certain muscle head.

"Ah yes, of course you've heard about the great Gasto-"

"You're all disney villains!"

You unintentionally cut off him off, your eyes widening as you clamped your mouth shut with your hands in realization of your mistake.

The villains were also caught off guard, not by your interruption, but by your statement.

"Disney... Villains?..."

Shan Yu slowly repeated, confusion evident in his tone.

You kept your mouth clamped shut, refusing to respond until a silver hook was pressed against your neck.

"You better spill, little one, or I'll slice through that pretty little neck of yours, and you don't want that now, do you?"

Captain Hook threatened, pressing his hook closer to your neck, nearly breaking the skin.

That was what led to all of you gathered in the living room, after begging asking to be released so you could explain to them, glancing at each disney villain from Maleficent to Oogie Boogie.

When Oogie Boogie noticed that you had glanced down at him, he sent you an eerie grin that made shivers crawl down your spine.

Out of all the Disney Villains present, He unsettled you the most.

The other's existence was reasonable and made sense to you.

Evil human beings of higher power and capabilities? Fine. A literal dark fae, an octupus lady, and a greek god? Good. A talking lion? Amazing. But a literal walking, talking, sack of bugs?

Burn it to the ground.

You take in a deep breath, exhaling through your nose in an effort to stay calm (spoiler alert it is not working) as you face the group of animated evil doers come to life with an uneasy smile.

"So... What would you like to know first?"

End of Part 1

Next Part

[cosmiconix]

So, these two have been busy....

These two dorks are so flippin' tired after spending almost an ENTIRE month decorating, they hardly even heard what slipped out of their mouths just now! 🤭 Hopefully they'll have enough energy to enjoy the Ball when the day finally arrives, otherwise Doc is gonna have to hop back onto the coffee to survive the evening, which he probably doesn't wanna do after working so hard to ditch the stuff. Hades on the other hand might upgrade to the whole pitcher if he can't get his strength back quick enough, but let's hope that doesn't happen for the sake of his health. 😅