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trashmouth-richie · 6 months
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I just know if Eddie were to see this he would take it home and frame it
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seaslugfanclub · 6 months
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Hello! I just wanna say I really like your Disney Villain writings, they are funny and really cute! Can I request where the Disney villains are fighting over who is Y/N’s favorite villain? I thought it would be funny
Oooh great idea! This one was so much fun to write! (Can you tell that Honest John’s my favorite?)
No, I’m their favorite!!
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No one knows how the conversation subject was brought up, but it more than ruined the villians weekly poker night. Curses filled the air and sidekicks where used as meat shields.
“I’m easily (Y/N)’s favorite person out of all of us, no- this entire park!! No one is better friends than Gaston!!” The Frenchman boasted, loose hair’s flying around his face. “They regularly compliment my physique, and they sneak me in special hair products!! There’s no room for argument!”
“Oh please frenchie, (Y/N) isn’t as daft as the other cast members. They have taste for more refined gentlemen. Like yours truly.” Captain Hook scoffed, ignoring the glares from the other villians. “Might I remind you how they gifted me the entire trilogy of ‘The History of Piracy’? Or how much they enjoy my culinary skills? They have supper with me every Tuesday.” Hook affirmed, more than confident he had bested the competition.
That was quickly interrupted by a swift *bonk* on Hooks head, Jafar looming over the ex- pirate with his staff in hand.
“While I agree with (Y/N)’s taste, it surely isn’t a cowardly captain.”
“Why you-” Hook started, only to be bonked on the head again.
“Why me? Well that’s easy, I’m a very persuasive individual. I’m able to… ‘charm’ those in upper management to give (Y/N) longer breaks, or keep any unsavory park guests from harassing our dear caretaker. (Y/N) obviously favors someone who makes their job easier.”
“Your joking right? Didn’t I see (Y/N) yell at you for 30 minutes straight because you were eyeing that princess Jasmine?” Hades chimes in, finally deciding to butt into the conversation after watching the other villians argue from the sidelines. Jafar stopped speaking, averting his eyes and mumbling.
“Yeah. That’s what I thought. But c’mon guys, you know it’s ya boy here who’s (Y/N)’s number one pal.” Hades points his thumbs towards himself.
“I was one of the first people here who (Y/N) met, we knew each from day uno. I can’t count the amount of times that they’ve kept my shit-ass sun god of a brother from bugging me. And they even made the most adorable altar for me, with pomegranates and the whole works!!”
“Oh, so gauche. If it wasn’t for my expertise (Y/N) wouldn’t be half as stylish as they are. Not to mention our ‘girls nights’. I’ve opened an entire new world of skincare for them!” Cruella hissed. (Actually remembering she had to pick up (Y/N) that special cream made from horseshoe crabs)
A threadbare glove raised amidst the crowd, Honest John appearing from seemingly nowhere
“Im sorry to disappoint you all, but it’s myself who’s won (Y/N) heart. They’ve fallen for my effortless charm lock, stock, and barrel! I mean, I’ve been their nap partner countless a times, they quite enjoy cozying up to my fur.” John preened, smiling back at the memories of warm afternoons snuggled up next to (Y/N).
“Fur!? Why you little- I’ll skin you-”
“Just wait till (Y/N)-”
The poker room devolved into full out brawl, nearby cast members rushing into the room in attempt to break up the crowd. All the while, in an empty back room (Y/N) was sharing a sandwich with their guest.
“Y’know what, Ratigan?” They said between bites. “Your my best friend.”
The rat stared up at them, finishing his bite,
“…. Ew.”
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slashingdisneypasta · 9 months
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Disney Villains x Clueless!Reader || Excerpts
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Plot: You had absolutely no idea about their villainous deeds… until you walked in. Part 1??
Characters Included: Cruella De Vil, Hades, Jafar, Lots-O’-Huggin Bear
Warnings: Angst. Also kidnapping, hypnosis, and attempted gas lighting/manipulation.
Tagging: @asperol-with-izzy , @disney-android-foundation , @lady-love88 , @marinerainbow , @miss_understood , @moxiiscool , @ryantryan6969 , and @yesthetrashbin . Hey y'all! Have some drama with your August. xo
Cruella De Vil:
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When you walked into Cruella’s house, using your own key (You were meant to surprise her. It was supposed to be nice!), and heard her talking to Le Pelt on the phone in her office, you were so shocked. And so was she, when she left her office and saw you there in the hallway with a horrified look on your face.
Cruella is non-too-happy about your surprise, that is for sure. As soon as she lays eyes on you and realises what you just heard, she is so frustrated. Now you’re going to make this a thing, damnit. You’re probably going to try to leave her- all because you acted stupid and tried to surprise her. Ugh! … now darling, don’t lose your little head over this, they’re just some puppies, after all- When you immediately turn and storm back towards the front door again, chucking your key at a hallway table, Cruella wouldn’t move. She wouldn’t run after you; She’s not the type. But the frustration in her voice would build and she’d give up trying to be calm and careful with you, yelling after your retreating form. Wait right there! Y/N! Turn around. You walk out that door and you’ll never work in this- or any industry, ever again! I promise you that!-
When you slam the door behind you, she will not follow you.
… But never fret, she does care… and she’ll have her admirers Le Pelt and Alonzo abduct you in the middle of the night.
Good, put the nitwit in the truck, now. Gently, you fools. Y/N- you didnt think it would be that easy, did you?? Ha! We're taking the train to Paris, soon. You've always wanted to go- so keep quiet and enjoy the ride...
Hades:
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When you walked into the throne room and saw Hades holding Meg up off the ground precariously by her throat, and you heard him say something about taking over Olympus and Hercules- and Hades noticed you standing there horrified and disgusted- everything stopped.
Hades would know immediately that he fucked up. That you would have a hard time forgiving him- if you ever did at all. He would know.
Hades would be desperate. He’d be pathetic, true slimy used-cars-salesman style; Following you as you storm out of the room and down the hall to your room and begging you all the way. Offering you things which fast develop from foot rubs and chocolate coated strawberries to being Master of the Gods- Master of the World- Master of whatever you want! He tries to convince you that this is a good thing, that he’s doing it for you, so you two can be happy together.
This is all while you’re grabbing your most important things and throwing them into a sack, throwing him poisonous glares because how dare he even look at you right now that make him flinch and be quiet. If only for a second. Overall, the man cannot stop talking.
I love you, babe, you can’t- No, no, you’re not leaving. I’m not gonna just allow-
Okay okay okay, I get it! I get it, I shouldn’t threaten you right now, I get it. I’m sorry. You- you probably need some time to cool off, yeah?? Hey, that makes sense!! I would be the same, yeah?? You know what? Take a week- two! Take two weeks… take all the time y’like. And then when you’re ready, you’ll call me, and we’ll talk! I’ll set out a nice cheese platter, some wine,.. we’ll make it a picnic! It’ll be great! Ba- Babe, you’ll understand, you’ll agree, I promise! This is- this is the best thing for the both of us! I promise! I- I’m only thinking of you, sweetheart, of us. I promise! Baby- after I do this, we’ll have everything! I swear! Everything we ever wanted; You can get that house on the mountainside you had your eye on, doesn’t that sound fabulous??
And Zeus?!
 Zeus?! Zeus, is a needle brained moron who doesn’t deserve- Okay okay! I’m sorry! You’re right, you’re absolutely right, baby how are you always so right about everything?? We'll set him up with a nice cottage on the coast. What??? That’s a good deal! Coconuts, babes in bikinis, the sky- he'll love it! Come on-
The man would end up on his knees, reaching for you, but you just slip out of his way, flashing another terrible glare. He has talked a lot while you packed but you've said barely two words. And its terrifying to him.
Baby… sweetheart, where’re you gonna be? You- you’re comin back, right?
… Just tell me if you’re coming back, please. Gimmie something-
No.
Jafar:
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When you walked in and heard Jafar and Iago cackling about marrying the princess and hurting the poor Sultan, and they saw you standing there, Iago immediately flew off leaving more matted feathers on Jafar’s shoulder than usual from the force he used to get away so fast.
Jafar groans, brushing the feathers off him and muttering. Meanwhile you’re horrified, disgusted, creeped out- and about a million other awful emotions all at once, but you stand your ground. You lift your chin and you focus on him. You ask, really? Is that true?? Are you- Are you going to do that??? Is that the plan!?
… an eye roll, is the response you get and that make you feel even sicker. How could you??? As Jafar starts to cross the throne room, at his leisure, towards you- you start to completely lose your composure; Panic building. The- The sultan is a good man! He’s been kind. He’s your friend! I- I- I don’t understand! Jafar, I- Please, explain!
He sighs at that idea and rolls his eyes deeply, getting closer, leading with his snake staff as he always does. I already tried that.
Wh- What?
You heard me, Y/N. Now stay still.
You don’t know what he means by that, but you don’t like it, it- he, scares you. So quickly you try to turn and leave the room, leave him, but he’s too close now and his fingers are surprisingly strong; Holding you forcefully right where you are. That staff’s pushed right in front of your face, the snake’s eyes beginning to glow and burn into yours. This won’t hurt at all, my dear…
… This isn’t the first time you’ve walked in, before.
Lotso:
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When you walked into the library, seeing one of the new toys tied to the ‘time out’ chair that Lotso told you (No, no. Swore to you) was a joke, you were shocked. And it was dark, so Lotso didn’t see you at first.
Twitch did. But by that point you’d heard too much, eyes wide and furious. Uh… boss?
Uhuh what Twitch? I’m kinda in the middle of something here-
Your uh… your Keeper’s, here.          
Wha- my- Oh, honey! At first, Lotso tries to act like you don’t even see what’s right in front of you. Like you’re blind. Like you’re stupid. Like he can wash it all away with some papa bear charm and a kind smile- but there is something darker behind it that you see, now. What are you doin’ outta bed, sweetheart?? Its so late! You’ve had a long day. I’ll be with you in just a second, I just… When he realises that your canyon-deep glare isn’t getting any lighter, he lets it go. He lets it all go; All the sweetness and the charm that you knew him for and all that is left is… something cruel. He looks at you in a full deadpan, a cruel and disappointed deadpan that makes you actually feel cold. Physically. Alright, honey, what’d you see?
Everything!
And what do you plan t’do about it, huh?
I, I…
Hmmm?
That’s right sweetpea, there aint nothin’ you can do! This is my shop, now. C’mon, come with me, I’ll explain it all to ya, and you’ll see that this is the best thing for everybo-
I’ll leave.
When you say that, all the warmth in the room is sucked out- some of the other toys like Twitch and Ken look to eachother slightly wide eyed behind Lotso’s back. The look on his face turns from patronising to hard, mean, mad.
He can’t accept that. … Grab ‘em, boys.
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Request-ish for great 7 au if you dont mind, but what kinds of pictures do you think the g7 keep of yuu? Whether in like a photo book or their wallet or whatever? (Also if you dont mind maybe what their favorite photo of yuu is as well?) Love your writing have a good day!
A Picture of Yuu
Trying to ease myself back into writing and decided to try this out as a semi request! Gn yuu per usual, minot spoilers for ch 2— This is based of my Great 7 fic Unit:Yuu!
Notes: I do not know what kind of Arab Jafar is Aba/Baba for him, please let me know if this incorrect—
Queen of Hearts + Jabberwock
The Queen of Hearts has always been a zany one to say what photo she has of you that she adores on any given day would be difficult. In short, she loves them all!
It is such a shame that instant photography wasn't a thing back in her era, she would have taken so many photos of herself and Wonderland and she would have loved to show you all of them, it would certainly save the Jabberwock from having to explain so much.
The Queen watches you from afar as she drifts into her own thoughts. How she would have loved to take you into Wonderland with her and have your portraits done together.
Perhaps you could take your camera with you and you both can record all the memories you make together? How fitting would it have been to have photos of you in your wackiest poses and outfits up on the walls without having to get each one painstakingly painted?
She watches you rest the Jabberwocks head on her lap, and a smile graces her face at the sight of her little Rose with her greatest warrior. Should she still have her kingdom, she would have barked orders for the royal painter immediately.
Perhaps she doesn't have a favorite photo or picture of you because it hasn't made it yet, and as you take a photo of you and her with the Jabberwock all together (a photo you will undoubtedly hide from Crowley), she realizes she would never be able to find a favorite, as all she wants to now is to keep taking more.
Scar + The Hyenas
Scar has seen Rafiki's artwork before, and he was never impressed by the crude cave paintings he made, especially the ones that represented him.
If Rafiki were to have made one of you, however... he wouldn't know how to feel.
Even then, he much prefers these cameras and their strange instant paintings, after all he has never looked better in them! They really catch his good side!
Scar would huff in faux uninterest when he sees you pointing the camera around and taking photos of those three idiot hyenas around Ramshackle. And when you take photos of him he certainly doesn't strike a pose on purpose! (He snarls at Ed who even thinks about mentioning the idea.)
Still even as you show all of the photos you took, even of the ones of you, the hyenas, and him, it can never compare to the old "photo" of you and him together that he keeps hidden.
Cub is what he called you. To him, you were one. He was teaching you how to hunt with those Hyenas, how to sneak up on your prey and attack, and your victorious smile as you helped them take down a gazelle.
He remembered his muddy paws dragging across stony ground as Banzai carried the gazelle carcass with him, the group of hunters having to take it to the fire so you can eat.
Scar noticed how you suddenly stopped in your tracks and stared down at the ground. Annoyed, Scar huffed telling you to hurry up, and when you went on your knees and poked at the ground below you he snarled and circled back to you
That was when he noticed you were staring at his paw print in part of the ground. Your child self seemed to glow when you saw it, and you took your own muddy and bloodied hand and put it right over his print as if comparing sizes. When you took it away, he saw your small handprint right on his.
He may have actually have had a soft moment with you then and there if it wasn't for the hyena's prodding. Upon seeing the hand and paw print, Ed immediately remarked on how he wanted to do that too, and put his own next to yours, then Shenzi and Banzai, ever competitive, started arguing about doing the same, shoving each other out of the way to put their paw down as well.
In the end, all of your prints were together in a way that oddly resembled Rafiki's dribble. "Are you all satisfied now?" He huffed, snarling, "Now go! All of you!" He barked making the hyenas walk off and you follow. As you all walked off he tore up that part of the stone from the ground and carried it in his mouth, following the cackle closely behind with it.
He despised the way some child managed to worm his way into his heart and yet here is years later with you all grown up, and he still has the stone tablet hidden away for his eyes only. He refuses to let you see how soft he has gotten for you.
Shenzi definitely knows of it and tells you about his secret, prompting Scar to try and kill her.
Ursula + The Eels
Oh dear, now that's a question all right.
If it was up to her and she was able to have had you down in Atlantica, she would have hung so many paintings of you and her poopsies on her grotto walls, your chubby baby self was adorable, you know?
She often has fleeting thoughts of being the one to have brought you up under the sea. Just her a single mom and her three kids as her accomplice in villainy. How she would teach you how to brew the most powerful potions and run a good business...
Even now, she watches the curious glint in your eyes as you explore NRC and takes photos of everything, she's happy you have started to discover who you are.
You naturally take a lot of photos of her new makeup looks, along with your eel brothers wearing matching drag with you. She loves to pick up the Polaroids and commits them to memory, swiping her thumb over herself along with her children's faces lovingly.
It was during one of your weekly drag/makeup nights together. You had on some dramatic trashy show in the background as you all talked and did makeup. You kept one of your eyes closed ad Flotsam hangs on your neck like a scarf, using his tail to hold a brush and dab on eyeshadow while you work on Jetsam's eyebrows. Ursula smiled at the sight of her children bonding.
The peace didn't last long, as you made a particularly shady remark about that crow bastard causing Flotsam to cackle and squeeze you slightly, and Jetsam to slap you fave lightly with his tail.
As the Sibling Codex states, you all now must duel in a free for all and allow no survivors. There are no rules to uphold any honor.
Standing up, you pried Flotsam's body making him loosen the grip around your neck, and flung up the arm that Jetsam was anchored on.
Comically, the dangling eel slapped the camera sitting on the coffee table up from where it was and snap a photo.
"Jetsam! I swear if the camera is broken—" "Hey you're the one that flung me!"
Picking up the camera and looking it over you let out a breath of relief before checking out the film that came out
"Come here dear let me see..." Urusla spoke as you walked over.
Though slightly blurry, the photo featured all of you. You had a bright smile on your features as did your siblings who were smushed into you as fashionable accessories. In the background, Ursula sat elegantly admiring her children. And though she wasn't the center of the photo, she loved to see her children happy.
Were she were back in her grotto, this photo would have been displayed as one of her most prized possessions.
Jafar + Iago
It wasn't often he dreamt, but when he did, he dreamed big. He was Sultan of the Sands and the most powerful sorcerer of all with you as his heir by his side. Sure, Iago would be there too he supposes...
He would rule with an iron fist and bring about a Golden Age for his kingdom while tutoring you on the side, teaching you laws and ideals and the most powerful spells he knows. There would be all sorts of depictions of the two of you, mosaics, tapestries, poems, paintings, and perhaps even a few statues as well.
You would both be depicted as you should: powerful and intelligent... and Iagos there too he guesses...
So imagine his surprise when his favorite photo isn't a pretentious one at all.
When you first got your camera, he took pride in being photographed and always posed his very best, he wouldn't stand for any unsightly photos you may try to take. He would stand tall with Iago on his shoulder and staff in hand, evil and powerful. He would hate to be depicted as anything less.
As you set up the ghost camera on the stand, you start to take a few experimental photos as well as test out the timer function on it. Honesty it was thanks to Jafar it worked, his intuition and knowledge of technology were always remarkable.
"Any more trouble from that device, Yuu?" Jafar's voice snaps you out of focus as you turn to him standing in the common room, Iago perched where he usually was. "Nope not anymore, thank you Baba" you smile as you check out the camera again.
"Want to try and take a photo with me to test it out?" "If you mean one of those 'selfies' I will have to refuse!" "No, no, not like that I promise!"
Arching a brow and heaving a sigh Jafar relents. You get to work setting up the camera before running over to pose with them. You watched as the timer counted down... 4...3...2...
Suddenly, you throw yourself into Jafar in a deep hug as Iago squawks indignantly. The flash goes off. Sputtering for a moment as he takes a moment to adjust himself, he huffs. "What was the meaning of that Diamond?" Jafar snaps as he shoots you a glare. "Yeah that's the big deal?!" Iago cawed.
You smirked as you snagged the Polaroid out of the camera and aired it out with a few shakes before showing the pair.
The photo showed you pulling Jafar closer to you, holding onto and nuzzling into him dearly like a toddler would do their mother. He actually wore the slightest smile in the photo. Iago's wings were spread and for once he looked like the lively bird he was and not some villainous lackey.
"I have a lot of photos of Jafar and Iago, but none of my baba and my friend" You muttered holding the photo close to you. "But now I do, and don't worry it's for my eyes only... I would hate to ruin your image.
Jafar shuts his eyes for a moment, perhaps he was unintentionally and unknowingly strict. "No no, retake the photo, little one." He says as he holds your shoulder. "Let's take another photo as a family this time."
Jafar and Iago both sat on the rickety couch of Ramshackle as you set up the camera again before running back and sitting next to them. Iago hopped into your lap as you hugged the vizier. Jafar looked down at you both lovingly before wrapping his arms around you gently, allowing the camera to snap, and like that, his favorite photo of you was made.
Queen Grimhilde + The Raven
Ever since staying in Ramshackle, the Evil Queen would dream about being back home in her palace. She would walk down the halls of rooms and for a moment pretend the floors were stone and echoed with her steps and not creak under her weight. The walls were to be lined with intricate decor and tapestries along with art, and as she walks into your room to look at the mirror, she imagines it's her vanity where she would admire herself.
Raven stood on her shoulder preening her and she shut her eyes imagining the glory days when she ruled but this time she imagines herself with you at her side.
How you would sit on the stool in front of her vanity and look at yourself in the mirror as she clasps a necklace onto you after she finished dressing you up. How you would walk beside her amongst the guards and servants as she enters the throne room which used to have a lone throne but now has two.
How you would both sit regally as she deals with nobles and teach you how to rule with an iron fist and to be your worst possible self. How she would take you to her garden and poisons and teach you how to grow and use each one, later taking you into her study to practice your potionology.
You deserved much better than this place in her eyes, and once she gets her body back she will ensure you both rise to power once again. Even if you are currently living in a... less than ideal situation she will have you carry yourself with the same level of respect and pride she feels like you should have.
She shows you which plants can be used for hair and skin and makeup. She shows you how to embroider your clothes and sew. She shows you proper manners for everything as well— no child of hers will be taken for a slob. Your elegance hides your wild side and villainous upbringing well, only showing it to those who are worthy.
Her ghost sits across from you in the guest room, a glass of tea poured out for her in her honor though she can't drink from it. You finish up your latest piece as you push the needle through a few more times. Letting out a breath of relief, you tuck away the needle and hold out the new dress shirt you made in your preferred style. "Good work," she says approvingly as the Raven lets out a squawk, and you both continue to chat about your day.
The next day, you put on the shirt you worked so hard on, slipping on the right pants, shoes, and homemade accessories to match. Today, your mother decides to help you put on some light makeup, her ghost guiding your hands to apply foundation.
She then helps you put on your accessories and she is reminded of the fantasy she had the other day. "Thank you, Mama." You say smiling. "I guess this is my first official... complete outfit..." You didn't any decent clothes to start with since coming here, and even when you wore nicer things, you could never truly make it your own, you couldn't have your own style. Yet in the mirror you see all of your hard work put into sewing and saving, creating an outfit from your mother's love.
You look at yourself in the hand mirror you own as the Queen holds your face lovingly. "Shall we take a photo to commemorate the occasion?" You ask, smiling. "Ah yes, that ghost camera of yours can see me, can't it?"
You nod and begin to set the camera up. The Queen never cared for the photos it took, preferring the status symbol of oil paintings in her castle. As you stood next, she helped to pose you at the perfect angle, adjusting your posture and such as she stood beside you, hand on your head.
The photo came out, and it was as perfect as she would imagine it to be. Admiring it, she thinks back to getting her power again and her castle back, and for some reason, the first thing she imagines doing is to recreate this portrait with you, this time in paint, and the highest quality clothes you want.
Hades + Pain & Panic
His favorite photo of you? One where you look your best, one where you look powerful and strong and— oh wait his favorite photo of you?
When Hades found out the ghost camera can register him, he and his imps were over the moon. You best believe you had to make him look cool. (You gave in because Hades was never given the same respectable portraits compared to his family).
Every photo of him portraying him positively... touched my heart. He wasn't the unwanted brother or the laughing stock, outcasted and forgotten. He was Hades, God of the Underworld.
The imps also loved any photos of them taken positively, but they also didn't mind the funny ones too. Honestly, these two were absolute menaces with the camera, often stealing it and taking the worst photos of you.
Though you have some photos of yourself, or with your friends, none of them ever truly called out to Hades. He would simply see some as neat or use photos to lovingly bully you. Yet when he thought about it, all of his siblings seemed to always have some sort of art piece representing their children, he remembers Zeus and his insane amount of photos of his brat when he was born after all. He can't help but sort of desire one... but what?
For a good, while he can't help but look at all the photos you take and pay special attention to the ones that you were in— you best believe that if you have a photo with one of your friends he's gonna tease you for your "boyfriend".
As he goes through them he tries to find one that feels like it shows off his kid well, yet he can't. You look good in all of your photos, but you didn't feel like you. That's the one thing he's noticed since coming here. You couldn’t be your true self, you weren't allowed to bare your teeth and be truly free the way you should be.
Hades actually stews on this for a while silently, Pain and Panic bother him about it much to his chagrin. As the days went by Hades seemed to get more and more and more annoyed by your environment sucking the life out of you. Homework was annoying, Ramshackle sucked, and that damned crow bastard keeps dumping responsibility onto you! How is his kiddo supposed to shine like this?!
Recently, Crowley dumped another annoying task onto you— something stupid about looking into clumsy kids. You hated it but got Pain and Panic ready to help you as you went about interviewing victims and such. It was rotten work.
Maleficent + Diaval
Eventually, with your idiot squad, things picked up, and you came up with the idea of catching the perpetrator with your camera, as Crowley states he needs evidence. One thing led to another. Here we are in the Savanahclaw Dorm, facing the lion down face to face. Pain and Panic stood on either side of you as you stood your ground, stance widening to prepare for a fight.
And fight you did. Hades watched in absolute awe as you fought against the blot, rolling and sliding past attacks while seizing any opportunity to get a hit or to create an opening for your friends. Pain and Panic both helped, occasionally lashing at Leona to throw off his aim or providing your some healing and shielding with their shapeshifting abilities.
As the dust settled, and the sun rose higher in the sky, your silhouette stood amongst the rubble as you panted, fists still clenched. You had a powerful aura around you along with a steely gaze as you stared down at the lion beneath you. Panic suddenly pops up, ghost camera in hand as he snaps a photo. "How's that for proof?" he snickers alongside Pain as you finally relax.
The photo standing over your opponent had exactly what the other photos of you lacked. There was a fire in your eyes, a confident stance, and though dirt-covered and sweaty, you were unapologetically you in the moment. Not to mention badass.
Yet that wasn't the only reason Hades adored it. The image reminded of him Zeus' brat he despised. How that damned Hercules would be painted and shown off everywhere as a legend with his powerful stance, often standing over the slain monsters that Hades meticulously put together to defeat him.
And yet... here you were: A mirror image of him, a perfect foil. And unlike Hercules, you were still here and so was he. That brat failed to kill him. Through his child, he has won... Ha! Take that, Zeus! Just wait for round 2! This time, he won't fail.
Maleficent is also one who doesn't understand newer technology. She simply can't wrap her head around a device that makes portraits instantly without magic. After a bit of explanation from Diaval (who still doesn't know much), she simply accepts it.
Like Grimhilde, the Fae much prefers painted portraits, and often finds herself imagining how you would look in one every time she sees one of your "selfies".
The Fae Queen finds it endearing that you want to take photos of her and your dear uncle Diaval, trying your best to make some good memories in this miserable place. Even on your nightly walks together, you bring your camera with you to photograph the wildlife around you.
Seeing your features light up just by seeing the smallest bug makes her feel a strange sense of pride as if this proves you belong to her and the forest of the fae. She's glad to know that enjoys nature just as much as her.
Passing by a small pond, the three of you pause for a moment. Diaval, in his crow form, is happily perched onto your shoulder, nuzzling and preening you as you give him a few scratches and look up to the night sky above you. As your eyes reflect the stars, Maleficent is reminded of a fond memory.
You were a child at the time, to be honest, she couldn't tell you how old you were, at her age, all children start looking the same.
The fae was coming to terms with being a ghost— a ghost stuck inside a child no less— and she certainly did not appreciate it. How could such a pudgy and idiotic vessel possibly be worthy of the Mistress of All Evil?
She would sneer at the idea of growing attached to you. Even as your child self waved and smiles at her, she snarled in response, baring her fangs at you. To her surprise, you merely giggled. She wasn't amused.
No matter how many times she snapped and told you to go away, or order Diaval to distract you, you would always come back to her eventually. She just didn't get it, why do you like her so much?! Under the guise of not wasting her breath or energy, she stopped trying to distance herself from you, allowing your small baby hands to play with her cloak or touch her horns. You were a curious little beastie, weren't you?
She remembers watching you grow up little by little, watching your kid self play with Diaval as a crow and give each other affection, how she cast protection spells on you as you ran through the forest barefoot, cursing any sharp stones you may step on.
She remembers guiding you as you picked berries and copied the animals you saw. She remembers singing you lullabies and telling you stories of her home, hoping she could take you to it. Her warnings about trusting men.
She remembers how unequivocally she fell for the child that melted her heart, and how she assigned Diaval to you, making him promise to always watch out for you and to serve you as he did her.
And she especially remembers how you approached her with a scribbled-on, crumpled sheet of paper. You babbled as you held up the piece to her. Kneeling down with her usual stern expression, she examined the scribbles closer.
Crude lines depicted an all-black horned figure holding a staff in one hand, hand awkwardly stretched out to touch hands with the tiny figure in the middle. An attempt at a blackbird was drawn in the other outstretched hand of the child, its best open in a caw. All of the figures had clumsy smiles. Arrows pointed to all of the figures labeled 'Me' 'Malycent' and 'Diovl'
Diaval perched on Maleficent's shoulder, getting the best look he could before swooping in and nuzzling your kid self. As you laughed and giggled Maleficent allowed a small smile to grace her features as she watches you play.
To this day, she still has the piece of paper in her cloak, enchanted with the strongest protection spell she could do in her current state. In her mind, no other portrait than the one you drew could ever compare.
Perhaps one day when she rules from her thorny castle, she will have this art piece framed in her study, for her eyes only.
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velvrei · 10 months
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for jay from descendants, i want a smut bc he’s so scrumptious- sooo him and reader have been fwb for at least a month, and one day after jay’s tourney game it feels different? SMUT PLS LMFAO tysm i’m in luv your writing 💋
omg YES i’ve been wanting to write for him, also if your request hasn’t been posted yet i’m going down the line! sorry for the wait <3
benefits
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pairing: jay x reader
fandom: descendants
summary: jay & the reader are friends with benefits but one day after tourney everything changes
warnings: smut, switch!jay if you squint, oral (m receiving), pet names, somewhat pda, no sex but it’s still filthy
nsfw below the cut .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。
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usually jay wouldn’t see himself as much of a sexual guy. that was, until he met you.
when you were first introduced to him, by ben, there was obvious chemistry. he was the “bad boy from the isle,” while you were the “good girl from auradon,” (which wasn’t true at all) but you couldn’t help but notice how he got nervous whenever you entered a room. he was basically head over heels for you.
there was even one time, where you overheard him masturbating and he was saying your name. that was what got you.
so that quickly turned into something, flirting, and teasing each other. then you both discussed it one night after mutually masturbating with each other, and you both agreed to become friends with benefits.
you were sat at his tourney game realizing how far you both had come, literally.
you watched in awe as he scored the game winning goal, making you smile as he was lifted up by his teammates and the whole crowd started cheering.
the group carried him into the locker room, cheering, and your smile stayed displayed on your face.
a couple minutes later, you felt a nudge at your shoulder, turning to see evie.
“i saw you staring at him. the whole game.” she spoke with a giggle, wrapping her arm around you. you rolled your eyes and smiled, “he’s hard not to look at. i was just watching the game.”
evie scoffed. “whatever you two got going on, friends don’t look at friends that way. go convince him! the worst that could happen is that he rejects your offer and you continue fucking occasionally.” evie laughed.
you smiled at her, “okay, fine.” you quickly ran to the locker room and made sure all the other guys were out. jay was the only one in there, you could tell, he was humming a deftones song as he washed his body.
you watched, trying not to giggle as you slowly started took off your clothes. you were fully undressed as you walked over to him and he turned, saw you and jumped.
“you almost gave me a heart attack!” he spoke with a laugh, holding his hand over his heart. “why are you in here!?” he whisper yelled, remembering where he was.
you smiled, “you won, jay, i’m here to celebrate. remember what i said earlier?”
jay felt his cheeks get hot, remembering what you said. “that if i won i would do whatever you wanted me to?” you nodded and wrapped your arms around his chest, hugging him and gently placing your lips onto his.
“what’s it gonna be, captain?” your words made him smile, and immediately get hard, “i don’t know, maybe you should kiss me first.”
as cliche as he sounded, you could never resist his touch. your lips smashed onto his, his hands roamed to your waist, using his hands to apply force and push you against the wall. he was always more aggressive when he was hornier.
your tangled your fingers in his soft, raven hair, smiling into the kiss as tugged and he gasped into the kiss, then moaned.
you slowly pulled your lips away, earning a small whine from him. he stopped and watched as you slowly got onto your knees. “baby…” he trailed off, as if he didn’t want you to.
you shushed him, “don’t even start, love. unless you don’t want me to…” you started to slowly stand up. he stopped you.
“no, please do. i just don’t want you to feel like you have to. that’s all.” he spoke. his words made you smile.
he watched as your face changed, and you smiled, completely changing your whole demeanor.
his mouth fell slightly open as you spoke, “baby, i like pleasing you. especially when i get to hear those pretty sounds you make. gets me wet every time. fuck my throat. do whatever you want to me.” his hips practically buckled as you spoke. he rested his head on the shower wall, “fuck, okay.”
he tried not to melt as he felt you run your tongue the underside of his cock, looking up at him with doe eyes as he swore loudly, his voice slightly louder than before.
you moved your tongue along his tip many times until his hips stuttered, “fuck. i’m sensitive, please,” his pants only made you more eager to tease him.
jay wasn’t normally one to beg, but when it came to you, and he was extra horny, he loved letting all his filthy little words fall from his mouth.
“be patient, baby.” you spoke. your hand gripped firmly, very slowly pumping his cock. his slit was leaking with precum, he was already so worked up by you.
he watched carefully as your lips wrapped around his tip, you kept pumping him but this time at a faster pace. “fuck, feels so good,” he managed to mutter along with his whimpers and pants.
you started to bob your head on him, resisting the urge to moan as he moaned. the realization was sinking in. the hot guy in front of you, was moaning and whimpering because of your mouth. you couldn’t imagine anything hotter.
he looked at you with half-lidded eyes, he was already a moaning mess and she knew he wouldn’t last much longer. he had a thing for being dirty in public and he also just loved the sight of you on your knees for him.
“keep stroking it while you suck it baby… i’m so close, fuck.” his voice was almost slightly high pitched, the whine he let out after added the affect.
you bobbed your head faster before holding your head at the base of his cock. he practically lost his breath, “oh fuck, you want it don’t you.” he said, throwing this head back. he moved his hands to the back of your head and held it there, keeping him at the back of your throat.
he started thrusting his dick in and out of your throat, practically using you as his way to release. “i’m cumming, oh my god!” his whine sent shivers straight to your core.
he held your head as he came tensing up before he shivered and loosened his grip after his high came to its end. you swallowed all you could, a few drops leaving your mouth and washing away with the water into the shower drain.
jay was still out of breath, shivering as he realized what just happened. “are you okay? did i hurt you? i’m sorry-” he immediately began to ramble, realizing how much his arousal took over.
“that was so hot,” was all you said as you stood up. jay sighed and watched as you just smiled at him, no sign of hurt or discomfort in your expression.
he pushed your wet hair behind your ear, “are you sure i didn’t hurt you?” he used his other hand to softly lift your chin.
you shook your head, “no, my love. i actually enjoyed that.”
jay sighed and stepped out of the shower. he grabbed your clothes and handed them to you before he got dressed himself.
when you were dressed, he turned to you with a grin.
“how about you let me take you out on a real date?” you could tell he was nervous, his hands were shaking, could’ve been from the breathtaking orgasm he had not even two minutes ago, he was still out of breath, and when he tied his towel around his waist he failed twice before actually tying it.
you smiled, ready to tease him again, “are you asking me that because of the blowjob or because you like me?”
jay rolled his eyes, “because i like you, y/n. you know you don’t always have to be so difficult and demanding.” as he finished his sentence his towel fell down once again.
you couldn’t help but giggle, “well, you seem to like it when i’m demanding, you were moaning at my words not even 2 minutes ago.” you slowly walked up and him and ran a hand through his hair, “handsome boy.”
his dick hardened immediately as he watched her walk away. “goddamnit, y/n!”
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goforshexgo · 4 months
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Smart one
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You were up studying for a test, strange maybe for your other vk peers except for Carlos, but you cared about your academics and liked to do well academically. Halfway through your notes you heard someone start knocking hard on your window, it was Jay Al Jafar, one of your closest friends and the boy you had the fattest crush on. Not like you'd admit that, though. You rolled your eyes as you got up and opened it.
"Man, how many times do I have to tell you not to knock so damn hard, Jay." You scolded as the long haired boy climbed through your window, grinning.
"Yea yea, 'It's held together by broken hopes and dreams.'" He quoted as he walked further into your gloomy room before sitting on the dilapidated footboard of your bed and crossing his arms as he gazed at you with his signature smile. Rolling your eyes again, this time with an additional head shake and a smile. You sat back down at your desk and started your studying again.
"What do you want Jay ?" You asked but it sounded more like a statement, earning a pout from your dark haired friend.
"How lowly do you think of me to think that I came over to see you just because I wanted something from you ?" Jay pouted as he feigned hurt before a charming smile overtook his again as he walked over to the run down desk you sat at
"Very. Now what do you want ?" You questioned again not bothering to look up at Jay, who was now standing next to you, his hands planted firmly on the desk as he looked down at you.
"Anthony got this new watch, I want it." Jay confessed with his signature smile, the smile that you loved hated. "And he's throwing a hellraiser tonight."
"I'm not going to a party just to help you steal his watch." You told him flatly continuing to look down at your tattered text book and notes that smelled of mildew.
"Oh c'monnn, you owe me anyway." Your head snapped up to him upon hearing his words. You didn't owe Jay shit.
"I don't owe you shit, Jay." You asserted pushing back in your chair to cross your arms across your chest. Jay chuckled before moving his face closer to yours.
"Oh come one, just this once ?" Jay pleaded, looking at you with the prettiest brown eyes you swore you ever saw.
Hiding the flustered feeling you feel at his proximity you spoke.
"Oh, just this once ? You know it funny because I remember you said that when you asked me to try to steal one of Cruella's coats ? Oh, or when you tried to steal from Gothel and you got me to distract her ? Oooo, or what about the time you tried to convince me to sneak you into-"
Jay cut you off before you could finish the long list of "Just this once's"
"Okay okay, so it's not just this once but I swear it's worth it."
You stare at him with a bored expression as he talks
"And why is that Jay ?"
"Uh, because you get to spend time with me."
"Get the fuck out Jay."
"Come on, you know you want to spend time with me."
His voice sing-songy
You wanted to spend time with him, bad. Like embarrassingly bad. You'd never admit that though.
"Nah, I'm good."
You rejected
"C'mon... please ?"
Jay begged as he grasped at your hands, and VK's never said "please."
"Fine, but you owe me Al Jafar ."
You asserted as you stood, a finger pointed at his chest
"Yes ma'am."
.
.
.
When you got to Anthony's party it was already in full swing. The lights were dim and moody, the music was blaring and kinda shitty because of the busted speakers that the people of Auradon threw away to the people of the isle, and the air smelled of mold, sweat, and expired perfume along other expired hygiene products. Bodies danced and grinded, others stood in corners and chatted or tried their best look as evil and pretentious as possible.
"What now Jay ?"
You questioned as you looked around at the party that went on before you
"Gotta find Tremaine."
Jay answered as he grabbed you hand and walked into the party.
You felt your stomach leap as he made contact with you, frantically looking down where you two were now connected, then smiled to yourself small-ly
The two of looked around for three minutes tops, Jay still holding your hand, before he turned around to you.
"Can't find him, wanna dance ?"
He offered casually.
"We looked for less than five minutes."
"And we couldn't find him, so do you want to dance."
With a roll of your eyes, you agreed and began to dance.
"Was this your plan all along, Al Jafar ?"
"You really are a smart one, huh?"
I changed my mind for the plot of this fic last minute so I'm sorry the ending is lackluster. Also I haven't written fanfic in years. ISN'T HE JUST DREAMY THO 😍😍
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lexsssu · 5 months
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Elixir (Jafar)
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TAGS: Jafar/Dragoness!reader, aphrodisiacs, smut, oneshot Ao3 ver.
“...How could you let this happen? Wait, don’t answer that. I’m afraid if I hear what you have to say the headache will get even worse.”
“It’s not like I wanted or expected for something like this to happen, you know…”
“I swear to god, Sin. Drakon will have our heads if he finds out that we let this happen under our watch!”
“Okay, okay! I get it! But there’s nothing else we can do right now aside from help her with it! What she needs right now is you, Ja’far and don’t think I didn’t notice those looks you’ve been giving each other all the time even back in Sindria.”
The former assassin is unable to refute his liege’s words, biting his lower lip as he glared at the purple-haired man before sighing and rubbing his temples.
“...Are you sure there’s no other way?”
“Ja’far, she was poisoned with the [Elixir of A Thousand & One Nights] . There’s no way she can deal with it herself. Now, if you’re really that averse to helping then I can ask Masrur instead. The big guy’s been pent up lately plus he gets along quite well with her—”
“I’ll do it”
“Wonderful. I’ll take Masrur out with me while you deal with her in the meantime. Feel free to thank me later~”
“...Why do I even put up with you?”
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“Ehehehe...our thing’s are kissing, Ja’far. Can you feel it? You’re so deep inside of me…”
How did he get in this situation again? One moment he was silently stepping into your room and the next thing he knew, he’s pinned beneath your soft weight on the carpeted floors.
Your smooth cheeks lit up with a flush of red and your golden eyes seemed even brighter now or maybe that was just because he was underneath you while you rode him without restraint. Small hands pinned his own rough and calloused ones above him, but it is the way you wrap so deliciously around him, how your hips gyrated and undulated as your moist depths took in every inch of him with gusto that prevented the adviser from even thinking about leaving this paradise.
It is an open secret in Sindria and especially within Sinbad’s circle of friends and subordinates how the adopted daughter picked up by Drakon caught the fancy of his most trusted aide. You were a young woman washed ashore with no memory of how you got here and had no one looking for her from wherever she may have come from. It was only natural that Sindria would welcome you with open arms.
The draconic features you sported quickly endeared you to Drakon and his wife, the currently childless couple adopting you overnight despite you being old enough to have children of your own. It is no surprise that Drakon treated you like a priceless treasure, a pearl within his palm.
And here Ja’far was, enjoying himself as you fucked yourself on his cock on the floor as if you were both nothing but a pair of wild animals with nothing on their minds except the need to procreate.
He knows he should have pushed you off before you even slipped the leaking tip of his cock in your dripping cunt. He should have restrained you as soon as he walked through those doors. He should not be snapping his own hips upwards in tandem with your own movements. He definitely should not be cumming inside you right now after your own climax has your pussy convulsing and squeezing his cock as if asking for his own essence.
The pale-haired man lost count of how many times he came, how many positions he had you in after the first time. All he knows is that you are now sleeping soundly within the cage of his arms on the plush bed, marks littering your bodies like paint on canvas.
“I guess this means I’ll have to take responsibility for you...Solomon, give me strength…”
You are unaware of his dread at having to face your father as only a blissful and sated smile decorated your lips while you basked in the warmth of his body.
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pastelpousay · 2 months
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Disney Villans reaction to reader calling them little omega 💀
A/N:just so we’re all clear..this shit is clearly a joke I just thought this was funny all of this is a joke even the warnings
Warnings: fluff, some cursing..(sorry pook I’m a bit of a sailor)mentions of tough alpha zaddy, mentions of super submissive omega uwu senpapi
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Jafar:
Was like actually shocked…
What tf did you just say??
“Excuse me..??”
Little Omega
Bitch wtf
Then when you repeat yourself…
He’s bewildered
“I know for a fact you didn’t just call me that”
HE DOESNT EVEN KNOW WHAT THE HELL OMEGA MEANS
Im pretty sure once he does find out what that means
He’s never gonna look at you the same again
Especially with the given context and the voice you said it in
He just sort of side eyes you now
Okay but on a real note is actually wondering what the hell is wrong with you…
“It’s okay little omega” bitch what????
He just stands there in shock, trying not to cringe
Is still wondering what’s wrong with you
That was so random and it came out of no where he knows your joking and all but like…
That was unnecessary and unneeded 😐
And if you ever call him that in public….
He’s currently fighting the urge to actually kill you
What tf is wrong with you
He doesn’t want anyone getting the wrong idea about either on of you
So don’t call him that in public…or at all actually 😃
Like he knows your joking but also…be normal
“My dear…do you have to joke around like this?? It’s a bit odd my love..”
“It’s okay if you can’t handle these big alpha jokes little omega, you’ll get used to them soon”
“In what world are you the quote on quote “alpha””
“This one”
Every time you call him that be prepared to have a full blown conversation about who would be the alpha
And jafar is dead set on taking that alpha spot 💀
Hades(my man 😍):
He just gave you this super unamused look
He gets the joke, and the reference but he’s actually done with you….
How he gets the reference we’ll never know 🤷🏾‍♀️
Sometimes if he’s feeling playful he’ll play along but that’s in private…..but never do this bs in public
Or infront of pain and panic
He’d actually just end all three of you right then and there
“Hey little omega how was work??”
“…….okay you need to stop, babe..it’s getting out of hand”
“What’re you talking about, are you forgetting I’m the alpha wolf here little one???”
“….—_— get away from me..”
No but like he’s actually done with you
Why
he gets the joke but like….
Like I said before he does play along with you so remember if he gets on your ass about it remember to take note of what he says when he does play along
“Hey there my little omaga…how are you today”
“Good my big strong alpha wolf”
“…….screenshotted!!-“
“Wait what…wtf is a screenshot??”
IM THE ALPHA IM THE LEADER IM THE ONE TO TRUST
And also just like jafar, he likes to fight over which role he is
“I told you before little pup, you aren’t ready to be an alpha”
“Do I look little to you….”
yea, he also sometimes does genuinely wonder if you’re joking are not..
How would he know he’s not a mind reader
It’s like a 30-40 % chance…
He often just brushes the topic aside
I mean it’s weird yes but it’s not like he’ll love you any less
Pain and panic have definitely overheard some of those conversations
Don’t tell hades 💗
Gaston:
His reaction to that information:
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No like literally he would make this exact face 💀
He didn’t get the reference or that it was even a joke in the first place
What does ‘omega’ even mean???
I’m pretty sure he’d be the only one to never question you about it and just rolling with it for the hell of it 😭😭💀
He secretly wonders if your joking or not
He sure is hoping so..
He won’t play along with you either he’ll just kinda look at you funny
Or he’ll roll his eyes and or chuckle a bit
Not even knowing what that even is
He secretly questions why he likes you
What drove him to like Such a…
Freak…
Lightheartedly of course 😙
He will still question if there’s something wrong with you
He just now registered that it’s a joke but like
Why can’t you be normal…
What was the reason???
He doesn’t understand it
No matter how many times you explain he’s still confused
Your only allowed to do this in public because he doesn’t understand what an ‘omega’ is
Once he does….
Ngl his goofy ass would probably be shellschocked 💀💀 not even upset about it 💀😭
But like…he’s still salty about it
And if you guys ever have a disagreement he’ll definitely bring that up
Like it’s fucking blackmail 😭💀
“I DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT THE HELL THAT IS!!”
“…that’s why I’m the alpha bitch 🐺🤫🧏‍♂️”
Meanwhile he doesn’t even know what blackmail means probably 💀
He’s so fucking goofy bro- i love him sm
Dr. Failicer
I’m gonna be dead honest….
He knew you had to have been joking…there’s no way you just said that and now have the audacity to laugh about it in his face
“….your ass better be joking…”
He said that in more of a warning tone if anything
Like he’d loose his mind if you were actually being serious
Now that he knows you aren’t(for sure)
He can somewhat live in peace (not really)
Still thinks your a mega freak
Lowkey uses this shit as blackmail
He always gives you that look after you say some shit like that
Like it’s either that 100 yard stare or the “Ik you didn’t” ahh look
“Hello baby, my little omega-“
“Tf is wrong with you-“
He gets used to ur bullshit after a while but like and starts to laugh with you about it
But still don’t do this shit in public with him
There will be an argument about it
Everytime you do it now he just smiles and rolls his eyes choosing not respond with to you bs
“Pookie butt omega…why’re ignoring me 🥺🥺🥺”
“…chér…..just……be normal for once please”
Bro is begging 💀
Don’t get me wrong he thinks it’s funny and all but still 😭😭😭
Your lucky he loves you enough to deal with this type of buffoonery
Hook (ft jake and the neverland pirates cuz jake is his son 🤫🧏‍♂️)
Definitely had to do a double take….
The only thing he got out of that was ‘little’
But still wtf💀
“……what’re you on about dear….”he says pinching in between his brows
He doesn’t even know what that means
Nor will he get the reference
Probably ever
And even then he’s still done with you and your bs
Don’t get caught doing this shit when Peter is around either
Or his crew for that matter
If you do it in front of Mr. Smee they’ll be giving each other that look💀💀
“Are they okay??”
“I think the barnacles are starting to get to them”
💀💀💀
Ngl this shit would probably spread to jake so quick it’s not even funny💀💀
“You don’t get it dad your not an alpha wolf like the rest of us 💪🐺” 💀💀💀
By this point he’d actually just turn a blind eye to it
He’s so done with you
First Mr. smee now jake??
Wow
Might as well the rest of the crew huh??
The only person that knows what an alpha is is probably jake and that’s cause you taught him 💀💀
He gets that your joking and all (now at least)
After a while it’s probably just be such a normal occurrence to the point he just gives up
“Hey little omaga, how are you??”
“Good my…..alpha-“ he shudders at the thought of even calling you that but I digress
Still don’t do this infront of the crew 💀💀
You already got jake in on it he doesn’t need his crew knowing about what a freak you are….but hey he loves that freak right?? 😭😭
Just kidding your not a freak
Just a bit of a weirdo
And talking with you definitely doesn’t get old
Frollo (haven’t watched this movie in a while so forgive me if this isn’t accurate)
Your ass is getting crucified idk what to tell you 🧍🏾‍♀️
Jk(not really)
He’d definitely be baffled
He give you this disgusted look then shake his head before walking away
He needs at least an hour long break from you after that 😭💀
He never would have thought you would’ve done something like this
But whatever
He didn’t register it was a joke but while he’s taking his break from you he’d probably figure it out
He still thinks it’s a really weird joke
It doesn’t even make sense😭
He questions you about it later
In the end he still doesn’t get the point of the joke
“How is that funny in any way shape or form”
“It just is”
“It just isn’t”
“But it is”
“But it’s not”
“Shut the fuck up little omega daddy’s always right🤫🧏‍♂️”
Que frollo fainting
You two will usually go back and forth about this topic
After a while he won’t even care to argue about it anymore it just becomes a borderline normal occurrence
Key word borderline
He still thinks it mega weird no matter whether it’s a joke or not
It’s exasperating for him at this point
“Why must you you be this way?”
“It’s funny to see you upset 🥳”
Another one of villans whos done with you shit
Everytime you do it it gives him a migraine
But hey it’s worth it to keep his love entertained right?? 😭
Maleficent
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Her actual reaction not even kidding
What’s wrong with you man??
She just looked at you
It wasn’t even worth it to her to respond 💀
Your lucky she didn’t turn you into a rat after that 💀💀
She knows you were joking
The joke just didn’t land
“…….omega…….?? I’m the omega here???”
“…….sorry pookie🧎”
She soon realizes she made a mistake by not checking you behavior
Because you kept at it
Now the only response you get is her face scrunching up in disgust
It’s so funny bro 😭😭
“How’s my little omega kitten today, mally??”
“…….I should have turned you into a salamander when I had the chance 🤦‍♀️”
There’s not really much else
There’s not really anyone else around that can catch you doing it
But if they were to shed actually just kill you both 💀💀
She’s sick of you to say the least
She knows you joking why can’t you be normal or quiet at least
Definitely questioning why she hasn’t killed you yet or why she loves you for that matters
When you do this you might doubt if she does at all but her not turning you into the rat you are should be proof enough 🥳🥳
I would have added the others but I got hella lazy and I had already spent over a week on this so enjoy little omegas of the world 🥳🥳🥳 I might add more later but who knows
I’m never writing again /j
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francis-writes · 1 year
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How would the old Disney villains react if they dated someone much younger than them?
Hades It isn't a big deal for him. I mean, he's a god so if he isn't dating somebody immortal, there is always a thousands years age gap.
Jafar I'm sad to say this but he really enjoys this fact but he just treats it as a sign of status and power. Look, he's a Grand Vizier, he's a powerful sorcerer and he has much younger pretty partner! What else he can achieve? (Actually, he has a list of  many other things he can achieve but it's more ruling the world kind of things; in the matters of relationship you're the best one he could find). You tried to explain him that not everything is a matter of status and you just love him as a man, not as a Grand Vizier but he jokingly ask you if it means that you enjoy his personality. But don't worry; Jafar maybe treats you as a prize but it's not the base of your relationship. He actually loves you though he usually can't show it.
Judge Claude Frollo He's a bit embarrassed about it. It was rather normal for men, especially ones of high status, to marry much younger partners but he still feels weird about it. Honestly, he's mainly worried that he won't please you and that you prefer company of men your age. He never was self-conscious, physical appearance was rather a side matter for him but since he started dating you, he often wonders if you like his body.
Maestro Forte He doesn't pay that much attention to your age but there maybe be some conflict if you're quite energetic person and you like to try new things in life. He got used to his reputation of a stern serious man and observing your vitality and happiness may either irritate him or draw him to you. Probably both at the same time.
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greenaway-torres · 3 months
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Request: Hi ,I saw u write for some Disney villains ,would be okay if I request a smut one-shot with Disney jafar? I prefer the animated version.Thanks for your attention
AN: I made this like a pre-Aladdin Jafar (kinda) but hope you like it!! As a pre-warning, there is a bit of a possession kink going on to kinda play with Jaguar’s narcissistic personality. I tried not to go too far into it since it might be triggering for some people but be warned. Love and kisses
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It was late at night. The only sounds were the crickets singing and the last of the markets closing for the night. The dwindling smells of night and spices filled the air. No one noticed a rushing figure covering her head as she head to the falls.
You were making your way to see your Jafar, the silk dupatta he gifted you trailing behind you. You wanted to go to him as soon as you saw the message he left an orchid: Come see me, my night.
The orchid, now in your hair, and many like it had been sent to your room since the last time you two saw each other. With you helping your mother in the market and Jafar being in the palace, the times you see each other are few and far between. But now, you were able to sneak away. And so was he, it seems.
The night was cool and quiet. No one knew of your secret spot for each other near the falls. It was a small patch of grass filled with flowers and their perfumes. A small spring fed into the water from over head, making a small waterfall. The night seemed to be painted on the water as you can clearly see the moon and stars. The twinkling of it tempted you to go in.
You sat there, on top of a blanket, watching the waterfall and the movement of the water while nibbling on one of the treats you made for tonight. You were so hyper focused that you didn’t even realize you weren’t alone until a hand rested on your shoulder.
You raised your hand against your presumed attacker but they caught it before you could do anything. “The night is far too dangerous for a delicate flower like you.”
Immediately you recognized the voice. “I was just waiting for someone.”
The man smiled, stepping into the moonlight so you could see his face. His smirk widened. “Hope you weren’t waiting too long, my night.”
You hugged Jafar, your head barely reaching his chest. He held you against him, having missed you as well. You two stayed like that for a moment, relishing in each other’s embrace.
When he sat down, you shared with him everything you’ve done since you last saw you. You told him about your stand and the new food you’re introducing. You talk about your mom and her usual routine. You fed him the treats you made and smiled as he hummed in approval. And he listened the whole time.
He shared with you the things he had been up to; his usual plans to want to be a greater and better man. You always admired his drive to do better. It took him a long time to get to his position and he always wanted to do better.
By the time you both shared, his head was in your lap. You stroked his head as he looked out at the water. “I missed this,” he sighed.
“I missed you,” you whispered back. You thought he had not heard you until he was rising up and kissed you.
“I’ve missed you more, my night.” He kissed you again, only more heated this time. He wrapped his hands around you and brought you to him, not taking his attention from you. He lifted you up and you instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist.
You both began to undress each other, near tearing the clothes off, and discarded them who knows where. The feel of his skin against yours was intoxicating. You had been dreaming of this feeling since the last time you saw him. Damn it, you wanted him so bad.
As if he read your mind, he laid you down on top of the blanket and lifted your leg as he laid between them. He kissed your lips again. He then started to kiss wherever there was skin.
“My night, my orchid, my love, my dearest,” he whispered between kisses. He trailed down to your breasts, slowly taking his time toying with your nipples. He loved how it made you feel. How you near whimpered whenever he kissed or sucked on them.
You were so beautiful to him. The moonlight hitting you from angles that highlighted your beauty. You looked like an angel to him.
He kept moving further down to come face to face with your pussy. Fuck, you were dripping. He used the pad of his thumb to toy with the entrance, collecting your nectar on it and sampling a taste.
“You taste heavenly, my love,” he smiled. He wrapped his arms around your thighs, keeping them spread. “You have to keep looking at me love, or else I’ll stop. Understand?”
You nodded, moaning at the sight. He licked a long stripe before diving in. You tasted so sweet to him. Must have been all those treats you were making. And his eyes. Those gorgeous dark eyes. They watched your movements; how your mouth hung open whenever he sucked on your clit, how you struggled against the hold he had on you. Your eyes started to flutter close but went back to him when he pulled away.
“Fuck,” you moaned out loud. Your voice was slightly more husky with lust. You felt his lips grow into a smile. He gave you one more kiss to your sensitive clit before backing away slightly. He unwrapped one of your thighs to free a hand. He played with your cunt again with the pad of his thumb. Your hand instinctively went to his wrist, trying to slow down the pressure building inside you.
A dark laugh left his lips before he drew his eyes to yours and stopping his movements. “Do I need to restrain you, naughty girl? Let me do my work.”
You let go of him and he slowly entered a finger into you. He stopped for a moment, allowing you to get used to the stretch before he started to move faster. Fuck, it felt good. The memory of countless nights spent in this hidden spot made you squeeze around him.
“I love how you take my fingers,” he smirked. “Reminds me that you are mine. Aren’t you, princess?” You whimpered instead, the words leaving you at the moment. As the movement of his finger stopped, you came back to yourself. “I asked you a question.”
“Yes! Yes I’m yours.” He nodded, satisfied with his answer before he continued with his movements. He added a second finger as a reward, continuing to pick up the pace. That coil inside you kept wounding up. Your moans and whimpers were more frequent and your breath was heavier.
“J-jafar…”
“I know orchid. You can wait a little longer right? You can do that for me can’t you?” You slowly nodded, your head throwing back as you moaned in pleasure.
“I knew you could. Because you’re such a good girl for me. And all mine. So pretty when I fuck you.” His mouth went back to your clit as he continued to pump his fingers inside you. You couldn’t take it much longer. “Go ahead love. Cum for me.”
Your head threw back as your moans caught in your throat. His fingers continued moving back and forth as you rode out your orgasm. When your body landed back on Earth, you felt like you could breath fully again. Your eyes (not knowing they were even shut) fluttered open to the sight of Jafar licking his fingers. You moaned, getting wet all over again.
“Feeling ok, princess,” he asked, kissing your neck and cheek. You nodded slowly, feeling satisfied. “Good, because I want you ready for round two.”
Your eyes widened. “What,” he laughed. “You thought we were done? Oh no, love…
“We are just getting started.”
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Anyway I can get Jafar, Pitch Black, and Imhotep headcannons for a s/o whose down bad?
Hello Anon and HELL YES here we GO:
Down Bad!S/O Headcannons: Jafar
This Smug Bitch
You thought the teasing was bad before you started seeing eachother, but holy moley-
He knows exactly what you like about him and flaunts it Every. Damn. Day.
It doesn't matter if you're supposed to be organising the palace workload or having midday brunch - this man has dropped his voice into octaves not suitable for public knowledge and he won't stop *almost* touching you it's driving you absolutely spare either move away or put those hands to better use you twisted prick -
Will not stop the bedroom eyes during inapproriate situations - Jafar if you drop one more innuendo over the Sultan's oblivious head that staff is being shoved where the sun doesn't shine.
Finds it aborable to see you blushed, flustered and furious.
In private though - OH BOY
Seeing just how badly you want him has had him all shades of turned on 24/7.
Physical affection is inescapable. There's constantly hands on your arms, face, shoulders and waist at minimum. He has no problem rearranging your schedule at short notice to steal extra hours with you. You don't mind either
More than once as you've both gotten, ahem, carried away, he's started to slither into something more cobra-like than strictly human.
He can't help it, the urge to wrap himself inescapably around you and squeeze, to feel you wriggle uselessly in his grip...
Once, fed up of the ball being constantly in his court, you took initiative and played footsie during a high stakes council meeting.
He couldn't reciprocate as he was facing away, addressing the sultan and his ministers. You smirked as you felt him trembling with restraint, one hand fisted in his robes under the table.
You played innocent until the meeting ended. He snapped to face you, eyes slitted and tongue flickering, fangs already out, and you gleefully decided you were absolutely doing this again even as you ran.
Down Bad!S/O Headcannons: Pitch Black
Smug Bitch Number 2 Coming In Hot
Ok so it's taken a Long Time to get to this point, Pitch has a lot of hurdles to clear in order to capture and hold his attention, what shocked him was the determination, and speed, you did it with.
To someone as attention starved and underappreciated as Pitch, your genuine interest and eagerness is water in the desert, balm to the burns...fuel to the fire.
You're not down bad enough that he doesn't scare you...in fact, he's been able to creep out and scare you plenty of times, but you keep coming back despite everything. It vexes him that he can't send you running, but even more that he doesn't want to.
If you're on speaking terms with any of the guardians, and refeuse to badmouth him or even, be still his nonexistant heart, defend him... oh darling you're his, and his forever, and he's going to flaunt that fact everywhere, private and public.
He's going to love showing you everything about him, pushing and pulling your comfort zone to include his realm and everything in it. Like a child with an interest that no-one has let him talk about before, he's going to steep you in the creation of nightmares, forgotten monsters in the edge of the light, caverns that have been silent since the dawn of time, the thrill of a challenge to be overcome, of hearts near beating out of chests and the addiction of adrenaline...
He's wanted so long to be understood that he can scarce believe it's actually happening. Try to be understanding when his paranoia rears it's head, fear can absolutely feed on itself.
If you're comfortable, his showmanship tendencies will involve you. You can't say his command of a room, the drop of his voice into the smooth promise of a threat, the way he strecthes to fill the shadows doesn't do it for you. He just asks that you keep the starry eyed giggling to a minimum please - he has an image to maintain in front of his enemies, darling~
Down Bad!S/O Headcannons: Imhotep:
Oh wow, ok, I hope you can keep it contained for a bit, Imhotep isn't the kind to appreciate out and out worship or airheaded platitudes. Actually, he distrusts people who are forward with appreciation for him in gerenal, too used to fawning and deception from his life as high priest.
He much more appreciates dedication and assistance in practical matters before personal, so if you can channel that energy into helping him acheive world domination then he's much more likely to notice, and be approving of such feelings.
That said, once you become an Item (something that took a phenominal amount of convincing after the disaster that was Anuk Su-Namun) you see a whole new side to him than was previously on display.
When Imhotep wants something, he wants it with his whole being, and acts accordingly. He's physically affectionate, always tucking you under his arm or gently holding your face. He's never shy about the expectations he has for you both, and outright states that he has full confidence in your abilities and prowess, not just in private but in full view of enemy and ally alike.
Such open, honest, implicit confidence in you from a 5000 year old cursed mummy can come as a shock, but it's the bedrock that will form a mountain as you push eachother forward.
Your dedication is more appreciated than you know. But more than anything, Imhotep is after an equal, and will appreciate you to disagree or even argue on occasion. He enjoys the chase of a conversation more than blows, especially if you come to a mutual agreement at the end.
If you snark back at him in ancient egyptian he is going to pin you against the nearest surface and steal your breath away for h o u r s.
He's a gift giver, and would appreciate the same in turn. Good luck with that and I hope you're cool with grave robbing.
Anon theses were an abslute delight to write, thank you for the ask and I hope you enjoy!
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doobasgirlgg · 11 months
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Helloo Good morning, Good afternoon or Good evening hehe 😅. May I request Jafar Cuddling headcannons
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Jafar is a hard working sorcerer so most likely he will accept your cuddles after a hard day dealing with that dumbass of a sultan and that brat of a daughter jasmine in your shared courters.
Jafar does feel like he needs to be worshipped at times but your not his slave to him your his empress who should be worshipped especially since you’ll give life to his and your future heirs to the throne.
You’ll sometimes be brushing your fingers through his hair (cause where would jay get all that hair from) or you could be feeding him some grapes but usually you guys will lie down on your shared bed and rest awhile after a harsh day.
Sometimes when the sultan and jasmine or anyone really isn’t around the throne room he’ll sneak in with you and he’ll sit you on his lap while you snuggle up with him on the sultans giant throne or his and your future throne and kisses and sweet whispers are shared.
Sorry for keeping it short but at least it’s sweet I hope you like it :)
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seaslugfanclub · 2 months
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Hello! I love your work! Could I request the aftermath of the Losers, Creeps, and Weirdos fic? Specifically, the part where (Y/N) kisses Jafar on the cheek as a thanks for their help and leaves him flushed? I feel like Jafar would be extremely smug and boast about it to the other villains just to have one over them or make them jealous. Pretty please? 😊
Aww thank you!!! And of course! Here’s a cute little blurb of the aftermath! Enjoy!
Traitor!!
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Disney parks has eyes everywhere, so it was no surprise that word of Jafars “heroism” got to the other villains before Jafar could speak for himself.
And let me tell you, the villains were READY to completely tear into Jafar the moment he got back to the Villains living quarters. Everyone was waiting in the common area like some fucked up surprise birthday party. Hades had a mental script of all the insults he’d throw at the sorcerer.
So when Jafar strolled into the room, most of the wind was taken out of the villains sails when they saw the look on his face. The grin stretched across Jafars face could put the Cheshire Cat to shame. He looked liked a seagull who just pulled off the biggest Doritos heist of the century. Ignoring all the glares and confusion, Jafar simply strutted across the room, only stopping when Hades apparated to block his path.
“Stretch face!! I heard of the little— heh, kerfuffle~ you were apart of today with our little attendant!”
“Hmm? Oh you mean that trifle of an issue with (Y/N) and some guest~ Yes, I did save our dear caretaker and that princess from some unsavory brute.” Jafar mused, challenging the god with direct eye contact.
“Ehhh, so the rumors are true! I wouldn’t ‘ave guessed you were— wait just a Peloponnesian minute.” Hades cut himself off, grabbing the sorcerer by the face and turning his head to the side, ignoring Jafars protest.
Hades eyes zeroed in on Jafars cheek, “why is your cheek shimmery?” Taking a finger, Hades swiped the oily shimmer off of the ex-vizier and held up to his nose, taking a sniff.
“And why is it…piña colada scented???”
“Piña colada!? Thats (Y/N)’s favorite lipgloss!” Hook accused, flinching in on himself when everyone turned to give him disturbed looks.
Jafar took that opportunity to break free from Hades grasp, dusting himself off before continuing is way to his room.
“Oh that?? Why that’s simply from (Y/N)’s reward for me saving them. I can see why kisses work, they certainly do awake something~” Jafar chuckled maliciously, quickly escaping the room before he was torn apart by the other villains.
….
“THEY W H A T !?!?”
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slashingdisneypasta · 5 months
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Spotify Wrapped Prompts !
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Sorry it took me a week!! 😅 But here they are, for those of you who requested in the comments section ^^ (Those of you who requested in the ask box, I will answer you individually cuz its just easier ^^ )
Some are much longer then others. Some are just sentences. Its just whatever came to mind regarding to song! And no, I'm not giving you the song XD Just a line or two. If you wanna do sleuthing that's your prerogative but its mostly country and I know that's not everyone's cuppa tea 😅😅😅 Without further ado- here we go!
Included down below; Professor Ratigan (3), Judge Claude Frollo (6+7), Bill Sykes (13), Percival C McLeach (14), Wheezy Weasel (39), Hades (66) and Jafar (77).
3. Professor Ratigan Prompt 🎶'If you go down, I'm goin' down too'🎶
"You are my husband. If you go down, I go down with you. There are no if's and's or but's about it."
"My dear... That's not going to happen."
"I know- I know." Do you? You should, because he's so smart and you trust him, but still there's a nagging itch in the back of your mind telling you that one of these days one of these things is gonna fail. Taking a deep breath, you squeeze his hands in yours. "I just... want you to know."
With one of those dark and sinister smirks on his face, Ratigan gives you a kiss on the forehead; speaking lowly only to you. "Then we'll go down together, hmm? Two burial plots side-by-side~ "
6. Judge Claude Frollo Prompt (Fem Reader) 🎶'Jezebel, you're bound for Hell.'🎶
You're a woman who murdered her father's lover (You couldn't bear for your mothers heart to be broken) and find yourself under the judgment of one Judge Claude Frollo.
Will he send you to the gallows for your crime? Maybe not, if you keep flirting with him from across the courtroom.
Bat your eyelashes, Smirk those pretty lips, Make sure he gets a good look at your legs when you shift in your chair, do all these things in order to survive. Maybe you're only doing it to survive, maybe you actually like it. The way he looks at you.
7. Judge Claude Frollo Prompt 🎶 'Don't lie, I know you think about it in the back of your mind' 🎶
You're just a secretary in the office and the judge has made it quite clear what he wants from you. You refused him steadfast, of course, because you have dignity. And you're saving yourself.
But you cant stop thinking about it. What it might be like to say yes.
You know perfectly well that you shouldn't but with every day that goes by, your resolve grows thinner and thinner.
13. Bill Sykes Prompt 🎶'Thirty-one, waiting tables. She has They have a voice of an angel. Out of money and power. She only sings in the shower'🎶
You were working a dead-end job, living a dead-end unloved life until Bill Sykes walked into the diner you wait at. He walked in at the stroke of 4 in the afternoon, when you were supposed to leave- so, you weren't happy about it that day but had to go help him.
It was a curse at the time but now he has you singing at beautiful clubs and you have a penthouse and you don't have to wait anymore. People love you.
And yes he scares you sometimes- but the terrible man can be undone by your voice.
14. Percival C McLeach Prompt 🎶'I like em unavailable; guess that's just me.'🎶
You have a long history of going for the Wrong Guy. They're wrong because they're always taken already, a fact you only discover after the fact.
Now here's this guy- a rugged Australian guy from the middle of the outback. He's older and kindof uneducated and kind of brash but he always takes his hat off when he talks to you and opens doors for you, and... you're developing feelings for him.
He's completely not your type- you don't think he's ever dated before, and he definitely wouldn't have the sense of subtlety to pull off cheating. He wants you to be his one and only.
He thinks you're amazing. He thinks you're smart, funny, interesting, and beautiful. You feel kind of... greedy... finally having someone who just wants you.
But you're gonna make the jump. Whatever happens, happens. But at least this one truly wants you.
39. Wheezy Weasel Prompt 🎶'It's genius It's gonna be awfully rough on those children'🎶 This one's a little different! You got a Newsies Song, The Bottom Line (My favourite) so I- obviously- had to do something sticking with that theme XD
NewsiesAU!
Imagine you're in the position of Joseph Pulitzer's secretary (Hannah's character). You only got this job to be a help to the Toon Patrol (Wheezy, especially ^^). In this position you could easily sway the writing in the papers in the patrols favour, striking out any bad press. Yes, they would still get a bad reputation via word of mouth but it would be unofficial. Good notoriety in the papers would at least offer them some mystique.
This is hard enough on you. You hate deceiving people. You hate what the Toon Patrol do! But you love Wheezy, and you have to help him.
When Joseph bumps up the price of the papers, making life so so much more difficult for the newsies- the poor children, - to do their jobs and earn enough money to even feed themselves- you go home overwhelmed and in tears.
Wheezy's there to gather you in his arms and glare at Smartass when he sighs at you (How silly you are (Its just business)). He never wanted you to do this job! He never wanted you to be apart of this crap.
And now here you are sobbing because you're so stressed out and so sad- and- he's gotta get you out of this. He will get you out of this.
66. Hades Prompt 🎶'Dressed to kill'🎶
Imagine being a indebted servant to Hades along with Meg except you don't do a whole lot of the... communications work, that Meg does. So you don't have to look as nice all the time. You're often in the underworld with Hades helping him strategize and doing paperwork-type stuffs. You're closer with Hades then Meg is but it has never been a flirty thing, with you two. Just friendly. He's grown to actually like you- he's happy when you're around- you can calm him down when he's starting to lose his temper.
And honestly you like him, too. Despite the indenture. Somehow.
One day by some miracle Hades is in such a good mood, he lets you and Meg go for the day. You can do whatever you like but be back by sunset or he'll be pissed.
So you take the opportunity to wear something prettier then usual! Why not??
... When Hades sees you both leaving, that's when the penny finally drops.
He loves you.
How the hell did this happen!??-
77. Jafar Prompt (Fem Reader) 🎶'He don't know it 'cause I sure don't show it. When I kiss him goodbye and I wish him good luck'🎶
You try so hard to hide it; pretend like you're the perfect wife and you have no secrets. When you kiss your husband goodbye before you separate for the day, him going to the kitchens to work and you to laundry rooms, you look like the perfect young couple.
No one expects a thing.
Except you're truly being courted by a tall, dark, devastatingly handsome man you cant tell a soul about. And your husband, likewise, has a gentleman of his own to hide.
At night Jafar will meet you in the gardens where no one but the princess and the Sultan are allowed to roam, except they're asleep when you slip by. You're all his then and, truly, you're all his all the other hours in a day.
And he's all yours ^^
-But you cant tell a soul.
These are all Free to Use if you want ^^ Please tag me if you do use them! I so so wanna read them! ^^
Thank you so much for participating! ^^
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Oooo! I have a request! Great Seven!Yuu getting all dressed up for a date, and their parents are doing their best to give advice!
7 Try And Dress Up Yuu For A Date.
Some of them imply Yuu would look nice in a Dress and Yuu has makeup on in Ursula’s part (Cause drag queen) but Yuu is GN. The seven are in Yuus head, but are hanging out as specters. Some Familiars are here. Crush is not specified but Imagined to be one of the first years. I was thinking about hyping this up to reveal that the ‘date’ was just gonna be a play date with ortho but decided not to. Jafar is a mix of Starkid and Disney
“What about this, then?” You happily reply, giving a twirl in front of a mirror as your parent's chatter. It has been three hours, and none of them seem to agree on anything, most are still caught up over you having a date, which they are not happy about. Scar’s tail flicks a bit as he side-eyes you, uninterested.
“Yeesh kiddo, are you going on a date or a business meeting?” Hades replied snarkily, disappointingly waving his hand before looking away. He locks eyes with Maleficent, who just raises a brow and turns her head away. Hades was a damned tease to you off the bat, going on and on now you should at least be 500 years old before you start dating. Though he would never admit it, you can tell he was also skeptical of your date, protective as always, trying to play the role of a cool uncle. If he wasn't a ghost, he would have probably given your date the shovel talk.
“It's quite boring, Rose. Try something more eye-catching, with lots of color!” The Queen of Hearts crosses her arms proudly beaming at her precious child. It’s funny when she first grew attached to you, she was one of the strictest people you met. You’re sure that the mere mention of the date back then would have caused a breakdown. Now, as years went by, she is much calmer and more mature, having grown with you. Mary was just excited to be able to be a part of such a major step in your life, and twice as excited to dress you up for your wittle datey-watey.
Maleficent’s gaze locks onto you. “Well, I think it looks very…” The fae woman pauses, “Human, you fit in well and I’m sure your partner would recognize they’re more than lucky to have you.” Out of everyone, Maleficent respected your independence the most, though you could tell that even she struggled with you having a crush on someone. How she would urge you to wait just a little longer…
“Oh you look lively in anything dear but you should really let your body do the talking, angelfish.” Ursula floats over to you and you feel her soft hand on your back, guiding your to look in the mirror with her. “You have quite the figure like moi, plus there’s never anything wrong with being a little naughty. You’re still young, flaunt it!” 
To emphasize her point, she tugs the back of your shirt, making it tighten around your body to show off your figure. Jetsam curls around you like a fancy belt while Flotsam wraps around your neck, snickering amongst themselves. You remember it was during fish family bonding time whilst watching an episode of PuRauls Dragon Race did you tell them about your very obvious crush. It was hard to hide it when they lived in your head.
Your inappropriate auntie and heavily-make-uped eel brothers teased you like hell before Ursula grabbed you by the face with her ghost hand. She wiped off the current drag makeup she was putting both the eels and you in before re-apply a new look. While giving some very Ursula advice and promising she would make you “so captivating they couldn’t possibly say no” did you send off to ask them out, all while the eels cheered you on in their own way. She was the reason you were in the situation you were in now.
“Ursula!” You sputter a bit at a particularly raunchy suggestion from her as the octo-woman laughs. “What? Didn’t I tell you about body language~” “She’s right you know, we villains usually have to seduce to get what we want, you know? Meg did it. So did my brother Zeus, who by the way, is a total horndog between you and me.” Hades gossiped, whispering loudly for everyone to hear. “My diamond isn't seducing anyone!” Jafar huffs.
Queen Grimhilde nods. “They shouldn’t have to try and seduce anyone. Vessel, you need to bewitch and intimidate your potential partner from the start. There is no such thing as overdressing. That being said, this… outfit…” she grimaces, “is not enough…” The evil queen tilts her head up haughtily, strutting around you for a moment before humming. 
Mama Grimhilde was the most against your date out of everyone. She only wanted you to have a partner that truly deserves you. The best of the best. She certainly doesn't believe you would settle for one of those hooligans in your friend group. Honestly, she just might try to get you to steal their assets and poison them.
She goes through the very modest closet behind you, examining what little clothes you had all while Scar licks his paws clean. You’re surprised the hyenas haven’t commented on you already, this must still be asleep. Then again, no matter what you wear, you are sure they would tease you by calling you a piece of meat.
“If it wasn't for that…” Grimhilde’s voice snaps you out of your thoughts as she shuts her eyes pensively, continuing from her pause. “… crow bastard… You wouldn’t have to wear such garb unworthy of you. When my kingdom rises once again, I will ensure from then on you only dress in the finest of silks and the most comfortable linens…”
Your strictest mother uses what remains of her ghost powers to drag a hand-me-down cardigan and tightens it. It feels domestic… how you wish you could get them a body sooner. “Here,” The queen commands, handing you a long dress skirt. The outfit you wore, fit you well, it was very Pommefiore, actually.
“Oh but that’s so plain, Grimmy!” The queen of hearts sighs. “You’re going to dress them like a clown arent you? Scar nags, the lion barely reacted to the news of your crush, only huffing and saying the better treat you right. According to the hyenas, however, he was worried about you in the same way Mufasa got over Simba.
The Queen of Hearts shoved something over you and you turn to face the mirror to see what it is; The most neon-patterned dress ever made from all kinds of spare fabrics. Where did she even get this from? You hear the Jabberwock in your head chuff in agreement at the question. “Now they won't be able to take their eyes off of you!” She claps her hands together and gives a hearty laugh.
“Not for a good reason…” Jafar sneers. “Ugh,” Grimhilde rolls her eyes with Jafar, as Maleficent just tilts her head. “You know what kiddo? You actually rock it!” Hades smiles, Panic and Pain chucking within your head. “Really?” You ask, raising a brow. 
“Oh gods no,” Hades erupts in laughter. “You look like one of Haphaestus’ paintings he makes when he’s drunk!” Hades continues to laugh, and you feel Pain and Panic join him in their cackles. “O-Or! Or one of baby Athena’s finger paintings!” Hades continues to laugh before catching his breath. “Are you done?” You ask annoyedly.
“At least if you go out like that, we wouldn’t have to scare anyone away…” Scar remarks, picking at his fangs with a claw. Jafar held his face and temples within his palm. “Enough all of you.” He barked, still probably upset from the news of your date. He was the most protective of you out of everyone, so it’s only natural that he’s moody. “Though I hate to admit it…” Jafar pauses, closing his eyes pensively.’
“They are grown up now… And they are able to dress themself…” “Agreed.” Replied Maleficent. “After all, today is about them.”  The fae woman smiles, before smirking. “That being said, something dark will suit you nicely…” Jafar looks over at Maleficent in shock. “Warm colors highlight their features more!” “Well actually…” the queens begin to speak up.
Here goes another 2 hours…
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A big mistake
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Requested:
From anonymous
Fandom: The Lion King (2019)
Pairing: Scar x human!reader x Shenzi x human!reader
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For as long as you can remember, you have always been passionate about animals, especially the ones that roamed in the Savannah.
The thing is, you were never scared of hyenas until one tried to get you alive. As a child, you went on camping trips with your parents and siblings in the Savannah. There was one camping trip in particular you will always remember because well, you somehow got lost in the Savannah.
You had a gift handed down to you at birth, the ability to talk to animals and when you had run into Mufasa, Scar, and even a few of the hyenas, they were able to help find your way back home, to your family. Not only had this been the last time you ventured off into the Savannah, but it was also the last time you’ve seen them. Those animals who had become your friends never slipped your mind, not even once. You were determined and dedicated on going back to find them, and you waited for that opportunity to seize. Finally, you were able to seize that opportunity when you were invited by some friends of yours on a trip back to the Savannah, the very same place where you met Scar and the hyenas. You made the whole purpose of the trip to find them, but to avail. No sooner did you arrive, you were already looking at your last day, wrapping things up with a campfire and friends, talking about the trip and feeling that it was successful.
Although you did not meet your goal, you still remained optimistic. It was still a difficult pill to swallow, but you were quick to learn to accept it. A lion’s roar disrupted the gathering around the fire, a roar that seemed to be close by. All of you knew there were quite a lot of lions around and other predators, but no one had brought some form of protection, specifically a gun. Knowing there were lions close by, your friends worried about you sleeping outside instead of in a tent. Every night you slept outside, and when your friends protested, there was no changing your mind. Yes, predators were nearby, but you weren’t going to sleep in a tent, that would soon become a big mistake. All you had to sleep in was a sleeping bag and a cheap mosquito net. With some protection, or so you thought, you would put camping chairs around you before falling asleep.
After everyone had turned in for the night, you were fast asleep when Shenzi wonders into your campsite, looking for things that might have been thrown out after dinner when she stumbles upon you. Not realizing it was you, Shenzi goes in for the attack and next thing you know, you are waking up to Shenzi attacking you. Once you realize this was a hyena attack, your blood runs cold as you immediately begin to fight back, and you were good at it, too. You had no idea this was Shenzi, thinking it was one you didn’t know. You put up a fight as she was trying to drag you off into the same bushes where many others have met their end, and you were next. You were next, but you weren’t going to be next if you could help it. On instinct, you try to stand, but that was highly impossible as Shenzi was much stronger than you. You were crying out for help, and with Scar being nearby, he heard your cries and recognized it to be you and made his way over. Scar got there and was furious when he saw Shenzi attacking you, he is quick to intervene and that’s what had saved your life.
“Shenzi! (Y/n) isn’t your enemy! Let go of her and don’t come back!”
Shenzi is taken by surprise as she realizes it’s you and releases you right at the same time your friends rush from their tents to aid you, after being woken up from the commotion taking place.
As you felt the side of your face, you knew there will be stitches needed and you’re a long way from the nearest hospital. While Shenzi takes off with the other hyenas, Scar stays behind and makes sure that you’re getting taken care of by your friends and once you’re taken away, Scar takes off in the same direction of the hyenas, not expecting for you to show up again, but you do.
~~~
It’s not until a few months later that you show up, and when you do return, it was easy to find Scar and the hyenas.
After just one look at the result of your injury, Scar was furious once more. Not at you, never at you, but towards Shenzi. His fury towards Shenzi struck a drop of fear in you, as you didn’t want anything to happen to your old friend even though you are more cautious from now on around them. You told Scar even though the attack had struck some fear of hyenas through your veins, you reasoned with Scar, and although he was reluctant to, he agreed that no one would get hurt over this incident.
When you requested to see Shenzi, he hesitated but agreed to let you see and talk to her. You followed as he led the way. Scar stood next to you as if he was your guard once you got there, you kept distance and the moment Shenzi had come out to see you, she immediately begins to apologize to you for her mistake.
Scar stood by you the whole time.
“(Y/n), I’m sorry. I didn’t know that was you.” Shenzi apologizes.
“It’s okay, Shenzi. I just wanted to come and let you know that. I also want you to know that I don’t blame you at all and I would still like for us to be friends.”
Shenzi looked up at you with a smile and a nod in agreement.
~~~
“So, did that go as you pretty much planned it?” Scar says.
“Certainly did.”
As Scar accompanied you on your way out, he was surprised to learn of your point of view during the sudden attack.
He’d be lying if he had said he wasn’t impressed after telling him that you don’t blame Shenzi at all and even more so when you mention the fact it was your own doing for not listening to your friends to shelter yourself during the night, as you can never drop your guard on the Savannah. Upon saying all that and meaning it, Scar only respected you more, while wishing there were more like you in the world today who truly cared.
You explain the attack to your old friend in the best you could, in a way that might help him to understand it.
“Scar, I really didn’t feel a thing during the attack. At least, not at first because it all happened so fast I didn’t have time to process what it felt like. I didn’t feel anything until I went in to get treated for it.”
“What did that feel like than?”
“Well, I had to get stitches on the right side of my face, and because I couldn’t be put to sleep during the procedure, I was held down on the table by my friends while they did the job and that was very, very, very painful.”
As you continue to go on with the conversation, you don’t mention the most gruesome part of the attack, and that was temporarily losing your ear, literally.
That was the first to go when it started, but it was still in one piece by the time the ordeal had ended. The only thing you said or acknowledged anything about it was admitting to Scar your biggest fear was of losing your hearing and how that might bring you nothing but more loss. For example, what if you could no longer do what you loved doing most because of it?
But once it was saved and you healed, you go onto reassure him that your hearing had been restored and you were able to continue to what you loved, Scar found it amazing that despite of everything, it was truly amazing you still want to help care of and protect all animals as others would turn their backs.
Truly incredible.
Truly inspiring.
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A/N:
Here you go, anon!
I hope this is done justice for you and thank you for this request!
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