Warning: non consensual kiss, consensual kissing after that, slight making out (technically. Just some intense kissing), Hook is a flirt and a playboy
Summary: As you’re telling your friends that you’ve never had a kiss before, a certain pirate gives you an offer…
What? No way!” Your friend told you, walking next to you in the hallway.
“It’s true.” You sighed.
“Never ever?” Another friend of yours said.
“Nope!” You giggled. “Never.”
“We’ve gotta find someone then!”
You faked a frown.
“No, we don’t.” You tried to sound serious, but another little laugh escaped you. “I want it to be special, with my special someone.”
“But you don’t have a special someone!”
“Exactly.”
You all were suddenly quiet as you made your way to your next class. Then, someone broke the silence.
“What if you practiced with someone for your future special someone?” Your friend teased, grin toothy.
“I am not kissing a stranger for ‘practice’.” You scoffed.
The next thing that happened was a blur.
From behind you, someone placed an arm on your waist and swept you around; spinning and maneuvering you until the wall was placed at your back.
Disoriented, you grabbed the shoulder in front of you with your left hand. At the same time, an arm with a hooked hand placed itself next to your head on the right; semi-trapping you.
James Hook was inches in front of you, gliding his eyes down your front before dragging them back up. He took notice of your grip on him.
“Eager already, aren’t we Darling?” He teased with a twinkle in his eye. Still spinning slightly and feeling discombobulated, your throat turned dry.
“‘Eager’?” You questioned, nervousness clearly present in your voice. Never once had someone been so bold to you, let alone this close to you in such a romantic context. His body heat was practically rolling off of him, and in-turn it felt like some magnetic pull from you to him.
“Why, I thought you were eager for your first kiss.” He mused, and it made you realize how close his face was to yours.
You immediately pulled your hand off his shoulder, as if burned. Looking to the side at your friends for help, you realized it was useless. They were all clutching their palms over their mouths in eager anticipation.
Of course.
Feeling unsure about what to do now, you turned back to Hook.
“In case you didn’t hear, I want my first kiss to be with someone special.” You tried to insist, although you sounded uncertain yourself.
All he did in response was bring his free hand to your chin, tilting it up with ease. His touch was electric, and it made your cheeks warm up instantly.
You snatched his fingers with your own and yanked them away. You would surely combust if he continued.
“Did you not hear me?”
His eyes snapped up to you, previously distracted. Smirking, he took control of the hand holding his own and brought it around to the back of his neck.
Your body betrayed you and grabbed at his dark hair with your fingers.
“You could wait to have a “special” first kiss, years down the line...” He leaned closer to you, and you could feel his warm breath on your lips. “Or, you could have a divine first kiss, right now.”
Before you even had the opportunity to ponder the tantalizing question, Hook stole your lips with his.
You gasped, and he consumed the sound along with your breath, kissing you with a deep compassion. Immediately giving in, you brought your right hand up to his hair along with your other one; pulling him closer.
Hook only let out a “hmm~” in satisfaction at the contact, setting his hand on the side of your neck; thumb under your throat. He showed you no mercy, using all of his skill on you; Lips expertly maneuvering in a dance of passion.
It was a dance he was leading, and you struggled to follow along at all. Despite that, he continued to give and give and give, and take and take and take. His lips absolutely consumed yours, surprising you with a slight bite on your lower one.
It made your knees weak.
Somehow he seemed to have sensed that, because he pushed himself against you; crushing you between his warm body and the wall.
“Hook-“
He shushed you, slowing for a moment to move his thumb to your lower lip.
“You’ll ruin the moment darling.” He teased.
And then he was back at it.
You weren’t sure how but it felt even better then it did a moment ago. Hook knew just how to angling his face and just where to press his lips and- gosh it was all so overwhelming.
You managed to squeeze your arms between the two of you to place on his chest.
“Hook.” You gasped, having all of your air stolen. “That’s- that’s enough-“
He merely slowed down for a moment, still audibly kissing you. As you tried to inhale, he’d cut off your air supply every second. Why did that make you so dizzy?
Not worrying about asphyxiation too much anymore, you realized you really didn’t want to pass this opportunity by.
Wrapping your arms around his neck, you leaned forward for once; putting all your weight into one deep kiss. It ended shortly, as Hook almost instantaneously pulled backwards, mouth disconnecting from yours.
“Woah there, what do we think we’re doing now?” He asked, grin spreading on a face that wasn’t even the slightest flushed. You looked at him.
“I’m… kissing you?” You were confused.
Hook looked at you like some poor little thing, then moved his hand back up to your jaw like it had multiple times before.
“Duckling, I said I was going to give you your first kiss. Or did you forget?” He teased, fingers playing with your swollen-feeling lips. Your brain went blank.
Huh?
Before you even had the chance to challenge him on that, he leaned in again and placed the most tender kiss you had ever felt (which wasn’t saying much) against your puffy lips.
Then, he whisked away, leaving you with your own body heat and the cold air around it. As you tried to process everything that had just happened, and everything this man had just done to you, one thing rang clear in your overheating mind:
Summary: All your boyfriend wants to do is kiss you, but you do everything in your power to not let it happen
“Good afternoon, Darling.” Your boyfriend greeted you; the words curling around your right ear as his arms did the same around your waist.
“Good afternoon.” You responded.
Wrapping your arms over his, you leaned backward into him and soaked in his affection like a sponge.
“I missed you today.” Hook mumbled into your neck, placing a kiss there before planting one on your cheek. “I couldn’t wait to get a taste of those lovely-“ he leaned in to your lips, but you twisted your face away.
You were refusing him his kiss.
“No fair.” He pouted. Though it was more of a deep whine.
Grabbing your chin, he tried to force your face to turn sideways to him. To his great surprise, you did so very easily. Relishing in victory, Hook went to kiss you again; closing his eyes.
Those weren’t your lips.
Opening his eyes, he looked at you, only to see that you had placed your hand between your two mouths.
Pulling away with a scowl, he moved around to face you and planted a hand and a hook on your shoulders. Holding you in place, he made another attempt.
You stepped back.
“What makes you think you can just kiss me?” You taunted with a giggle in your voice.
“Because you’re mine.” He told you with a low rumble in his throat. It sounded like a threat.
Unamused, you raised an eyebrow. Then, you walked backwards -Hook’s hands fell off your shoulders- and turned away. He was not going to just let you get away with that.
Leaning forward and whipping his arm out, his metal hook caught itself around your wrist. Upon securing it, Hook pulled back and yanked you around. You proceeded to crash into your boyfriends possessive embrace as he finally claimed your lips with the momentum.
Trying not to stumble, you let him claim ownership over you with his hungry kisses. You were going to give him what he wanted anyway. Eventually.
“And what makes you think I’m yours?” You gasped; challenging his previous statement in between kisses.
Content and Warnings: fluffy and lighthearted, platonic affection, animal bones/pieces, Hook’s vainness
Morgie:
What he finds:
He’s a very outdoorsy guy, so he often finds things in nature he brings back to you
Can range from tiny rocks, to berries and beautiful flowers, to things as cool as deer antlers
As soon as he finds them he’s rushing to get to you, sometimes whilst covered in dirt and mud (because he can’t always get something the first try without getting a little messy), all so he can see the look on your face when you see what he found for you
What he buys:
Loves getting you cool scarves so you can match with him
This sometimes extends to things like his snake jewelry
Particularly for you though, he’s taken to purchasing cool, fancy hats you can style with your outfits
Non-tangible gifts:
Loves helping you with clothes; giving tips, tricks and advice, and especially styling you himself. Always compliments how you look no matter what though
Loves giving hugs, no matter what you’re doing. You could be in the middle of delicately making a potion and he’d tackle you from behind; then the potion messes up and explodes, burning your eyebrows off
Will help you out with anything. Uli isn’t the only person he does it for. You’re not even struggling and he still pops up, asking you if there’s anything he can do
James Hook:
What he finds:
Whenever he goes on long exhibitions with his ship, he always makes sure to find stuff specially for his friends
Often times it’s riches like pearls, coins, and gems (which he’s swears aren’t cursed, but you never fully believe him)
He also likes to gift ornate daggers and knives from the treasure he finds; stuff the school would confinscate (because they’re weapons)
Hell usually come across something that reminds him of his adventure, so he loves giving it to you to remind you of him when he’s gone again
What he buys:
This man doesn’t buy anything unless it’s with stolen goods
And he doesn’t like to buy what he can steal himself (only from big/rich businesses though)
When he’s traveling he’ll pay for exotic fabrics and goodies from vendors and stalls; pretty little handmade things that will last a long time
One of his favorites though is exotic fruits that will turn ripe on the journey home, so you can eat the delicious fruit immediately
Non-tangible gifts:
Time aboard The Jolly Roger teaching you things; like how to steer the ship, or what to do if you instantly find yourself surrounded by sirens and where’s the nearest beeswax you can find
Every once in a while, he’ll have you join him on a mini adventure and travel to wherever your heart contents (usually for holidays and your birthday)
And of course: letting you gaze upon his gorgeous face for free <3
Maleficent:
What she finds:
Only really gets out to terrorize nearby towns, so it’s only there (and school grounds) that she finds gifts for her friends
You’d think the pirate is the plunderer but it’s the dragon
She just finds random things and yoinks them. “Mine now” (this includes students’ school supplies)
Is particularly attracted to shiny objects though, so expect a lot of those (she’s just like a magpie)
“What is this?” “A pen cap” “Why did you grab it?” “It was shiny”
What she buys:
Doesn’t have money
StealsBorrows money from Hook (“He has plenty”)
Prefers to treat her friends with services rather than goods. Like an ice cream parlor or a food struck
Is insistent she pays, and gives you a deathglare if you so much as think to suggest otherwise
Non-tangible gifts:
Maleficent is really good at hair (with magic. You don’t except her to do it with those nails do you?), so she loves styling your hair (unless it’s barely a few inches long. That she can’t work with)
Loves to decorate certain parts of the body (like how she does with her horns and the gems at the top). Will bedazzle Hook’s hook, Uli’s shell necklace, Morgie’s snake tattoo, and Hade’s dog chain. So, she also likes to do it for some part of you too
Helps you day to day with little pieces of magic to make things easier, such as anti-clumsiness. Feeling nervous about something? Anti-sweat hex. Didn’t sleep well? Rejuvenation spell
Hades:
What he finds:
Much like Morgie, he’s outdoors a lot in nature. But he’s not interested in the living things there…
He learned a certain kind of tracking with his abilities; it helps him find animal corpses and skeletons. He likes to collect pieces. His favorite are claws, teeth, feathers, and bird skulls
These are what he likes giving to you (after sanitizing them of course) to decorate and place in your dorm
if it’s fall weather he particularly likes to press flowers and collect dead leaves to gift you
What he buys:
Really likes pomegranates for some reason. Is giving them to you every week (you like them though so you don’t question it). He regularly gets money from souls in the underworld who don’t have a use for it anymore, so that’s how he buys them
Another is vinyl records (he misses old fashioned stuff like that, so he’s glad you appreciate his “old” tastes), so he tries to find songs he thinks you would like to listen to
Any kind of band merch, he buys it for you. Graphic teas, posters, mugs, you name it; he’s getting it for you. Doesn’t matter if it’s cheesy, overrated, bad, or metal, he’s getting it for you
Non-tangible gifts:
Tickets to concerts (usually rock, metal, and rave ones). You all usually go as a group depending on who’s playing. Almost always front row tickets (he won’t reveal how he does it)
Karaoke night. Just you two. You’re both screaming your lungs out until 3 in the morning while the students nearby try and fail to tune you out
Lets you roast marshmallows with his hair (don’t get it stuck in his hair or he’ll stop letting you)
Uliana:
What she finds:
Many things ocean related (she wants you to appreciate her home place). This includes shells, dried out sand dollars and sea stars, shark teeth, and pieces of coral
Her favorite is when she finds giant clams deep in the sea, so she can bring them back and you can open it together and find beautiful pearls
She can also be a bit of a dirty ocean trash panda. Sometimes she brings you organic things like wet seaweed or algae and you’re not quite sure what she expects you to do with it
What she buys:
Loves buying seafood for you (since she buys some for herself). Especially crab leg (it’s her favorite). Nothing with octopus, squid, or cuttlefish though
Dark and magical artifacts are another fascination for her, so she loves getting things for you that she thinks you’ll like. Maybe you shouldn’t activate them though…
Whether you’re into magic or Uli’s just projecting, she buys you spell books (and other things to perform magic). This is one of the pretenses she uses to hang out with you and practice magic
Non-tangible gifts:
If you’re ever working on a potion, she just absolutely has to help you. However, she always gets carried away and forgets it’s your potion, so you have to remind her
She doesn’t enjoy getting hair and nails done by herself (bbg has separation issues), so she pays for services for you to. You’re not necessarily getting the same work done as her; it can just be a facial or a simple manicure
If someone threatened you/ hurt you, you can bet she’s immediately planning revenge. There’s no stopping her now; it’s just a matter of when and how. No one can save that poor unfortunate soul…
he isn't really bad or evil, he's trying to fit in and you obv saw right through it when you met
once you got together you assured him he didn't need to put on an act around you
and lowkey ur intimidated by uliana too so he's not alone on that
you both just wanna fit in and have friends but you also don't wanna lose ur friendships w the others so... rock in a hard place yk
you're always there for each other tho, yall r tighter than tied laces
he's so in love dude
he loves just thinking about you
he'll ramble on and on about something you do or little things you say
he remembers everything you tell him when you pass by and he remembers all your interests, likes and dislikes
he was honestly way too scared to ask you out himself so you asked him out
he was so excited and almost threw up because of how happy he was to see his feelings were reciprocated
it's just one of his little things (hc tbh)
you may share rings and necklaces and shirts and whatnot but contrary to popular belief, his love language is physical touch
he loves cuddling sm
and he loves when you play with his hair
like he finally feels all the warmth he's been missing at home
since his mother's a pos you kinda fill the void in his heart that needed filling
he needed someone to just love him unconditionally and listen to him and you're even better than just that
he's a hundred percent a fan of kehlani, joey valance & brae, depeche mode, and sneaker pimps
his favs r definitely people are people, 6 underground, next 2 u, ok, and the baddest
though as a character, I feel sueco, kaia jette, david kushner & sawyer hill fit him
he's a raging musi-holic
well over 1k+ mins on airbuds
he's got the wired earbuds n everything idk when he takes them off
he's the type to either find a song and repeat it 200 times or make a playlist based on a certain vibe or whatever and it'll be the only playlist he listens to for a week
he's got a pretty wide variety tho
he loves seeing you smile and laugh
he'd literally do anything to see it more
you often have dance parties in your dorms on the weekends
he makes a million playlists based on you
"y/n" "y/ns smile" "why do they make me so happy" "them after looking at me like THAT???" etc
summary: morgie catches you by the beach and asks you for a favour
warnings: fluff
a/n: sorry for the hiatus, writers block been hitting me hard
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Ever since Hook introduced Morgie to the beach it instantly became his favourite place. He had a small draw in his closet filled with of seashells and other things he had found while strolling by the shores. After class if he wasn’t scheming with the VK’s or practicing his animal sounds he was at the beach.
The beach was your secret getaway from your stressful life as council president at Merlin academy. The endless ocean was also a place you could practise your water magic. It started as just making waves but soon turned into an art form and relaxation for you.
One day late at night you were lying on a beach towel relaxing on the sand and listening to the ocean. That was until you heard the faint sound of a twig snap. You swivelled your body around quickly trying to locate the noise.
Just then the sound of footsteps rang through your ears. You grabbed your beach towel and started backing towards the water. You could now see the shadowy figure growing closer to the beach.
You used your free hand to form a water ball. You waited for the perfect time and threw the ball. You were greeted with the familiar voice of Morgie. He stepped through the tree, his outfit drenched in water “Did you do this” He looked you straight in the eye which startled you “I- uh- yes…” He stared for a few seconds before jumping in the air “That’s so cool, you can control water I’m so jealous” His reaction threw you completely off guard.
He started walking closer, shaking his body to get rid of the water “stand still, I’ll get it out” He followed your order and stood still and within a matter of seconds all the water on him disappeared “Woah” He walked a little faster until he reached where you were standing
“Can I ask you a question” You weren’t in the mood for questions but his eagerness and very clear joy overthrew that mood “Sure” He smiled “I love seashells and there are some in the water there, but I don’t like getting wet so…do you think you could part the water for me”
You smiled at his cute but childish question “Out of all the VK’S you fascinate me the most, but sure I’ll part the water” You dropped the beach town and focused your energy on parting the water long enough for Morgie to collect his shells. He ran forward and started picking them all up one by one.
After a couple seconds he stepped back which you took as a cue to let go. Taking a couple quick breathes you returned to look at Morgie “Thank you, These are going to be perfect for my collection” He leaned over and kissed you on the cheek “Bye” And with that he walked off leaving you dumbfounded and clutching your cheek.
Hii, I'd like to request a Charles Rowland x reader who's always really nice and sweet, but the moment someone says something negative abt him reader just flips out? Ty!
oo okay I can try for you! ; thanks for requesting, hope you enjoy! ; also I put this in like hc format bc I couldn't milk out a whole oneshot from my brain I apologize ; also rip dbd I guess wtf
CHARLES ROWLAND ; limitations
summary ; youre usually very nice and kind, unless someone tries to talk shit on charles
warnings ; language
word count ; 255
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you're usually really chill and laid back
and you and Charles bounce off each other's personalities bc you're very alike
you're always there when he breaks because holding everyone together like glue with a smile on his face isn't possible when he's stressed and anxious and angry asf
and he's always there when you lose your shit when you're anxious/upset or when someone says some snotty shit about him
genuinely you're always very calm, to the point it worries charles that you're gonna explode with emotion when you lock it up sm
whether it be face to face combat with a demon or dragging edwin and charles away from danger, you never really explode with emotion
the only time you really do is when someone thinks you're a charles hate safe space??? not like ur tighter than tied shoes or anything but okay
if it's a close friend it's a bit of a different story
"why is Charles so stubborn? can he get over his problems for one moment-" Edwin begins
"shut up, Edwin." you sneer. "just give him a minute, damn"
"I hate Charles"
"and I hate your ugly personality. you're built like a football. go talk about charles somewhere else and stop dickriding assholes 😋"
"jfc okay"
"my favorite thing about Charles is that he-"
"Charles is such a bitch"
"look in a mirror for me before you start calling him names bruh"
"why do you always get mean when someone says something about charles?"
"cause I don't tolerate ppl talking about him like that"
Im gonna join the Morgie Male reader fans and also request something xD
Please consider writing a story where Male reader and Morgie are dating but Morgie is just always talking about Uliana and constantly trying to impress her etc and Reader feels unvalued and like Morgie is actually in love with uliana and not him so drama i guess
I like hurting myself as you can guess 🙂
-emil
Let’s not enjoy that!!!! But no I love some good angst; I’ve got you. You’re always welcome in my inbox sugar 💛
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Morgie le Fay x Reader
Pronouns used: he/him/his
Summary: just once he wants to feel like he’s not his boyfriend’s second choice
Warnings: angst, underage drinking (depending on where you are ig), Morgie isn't purposely a bad boyfriend he's just stupid. Pet names, Bestie Hades and Hook because the boys gotta stick together
Word Count: 2.3K
His fingertips brush over different silks and starched cottons as he follows his boyfriend around the store, barely paying attention to dress shirts around him. How could he? How could the boy ever focus on the task at hand when all it did was ground his insecurities into his bones? Morgie is taking the lead as he walks through the store, occasionally lifting different button ups to feel them. Ones that seem to pique his interest led to him holding them against his chest, raising a brow to his boyfriend to silently ask his opinion. And (Y/n) does his best to respond, though it comes out more as hums and silent nods than true responses. His heart isn’t in this, he can’t focus on something like this. It is so incredibly obvious that he doesn’t want to be here, and maybe if Morgie would actually look at him instead of through him, the boy might notice. He won’t though, lord knows the sorcerer doesn’t have the time to care. Not when his task at hand is so dire. Uliana’s birthday party is only a week away, how could he think about anything but making sure it’s perfect?
Obviously Morgie can’t look a mess, he just has to be in something new. And the gift has to just be perfect, he has to outshine everyone. Of course he does, he always does. Uliana was the sun in his solar system, and (Y/n) was barely even the tides that the moon was occupied with pulling. How could Morgie ever remember to pull the tides when he was so busy reflecting the light of the sun? How could he dare to wear something the sea witch has seen already when her eighteenth birthday was such a big deal? “Babe, you are being extremely unhelpful right now,” Morgie grumbles the words as he’s putting an honestly kind of atrocious golden silk shirt down. He’s turning away from his lover, venturing even further into the store. “Sorry, I’m just kind of tired. Didn’t sleep well,” his voice is far off to the sorcerer though, the boy too wrapped up in his own world to pay attention to a word that falls off of his fellow villain’s lips. “Once we find the right shirt we can go.” (Y/n) sighs, giving the boy a curt nod that he doesn’t even see. They’d been out shopping for four hours now, the bags in his arms were surely going to cut off his circulation soon and Morgie was still just as tuned into what he was doing as he was when they left the dorms.
They were supposed to see that new Nightmare on Elm Street sequel that (Y/n) had been dying to see, but now there would only be one showing left until the mall closed and it started in twenty minutes. He guesses he can kiss that plan goodbye, why would what he wants matter when Uliana was in the frame. He always fell behind her in Morgie’s priority list, he should have known that. Why would he dare to ask his boyfriend out this soon to Uliana’s “most important birthday yet”? He should have known better. The early weeks of November always took to Morgie being far more engrossed in his friend than his partner, he should have known better.
“Babe, can you please at least give me a color option? I’m drowning in options here!” He spares (Y/n) a look over his shoulder as he speaks, reaching back to grab his boyfriend’s hand to keep him behind him. “Go green, Uliana wears some green too,” the snarky tone has Morgie’s brows furrowing. If he looked back he’d see the way that he was shaking his head as he talked, sass falling off of every word. “Are you sure you’re okay?” “Yeah, let’s just find you a shirt, Morgz.”
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If the crew of the Jolly Roger would be known for nothing else, they would still go down in history for the parties they threw during their time at Merlin Academy. So of course, they would be the true hosts of Uliana’s birthday party, and it was set to be a rager based on that alone. Of course, every villain party was known to be a good one. Obviously the group known for breaking rules and dark magic would have a reputation of throwing good parties. But a pirate party? Those could go on all night, with just about every liquor you could think of. And though no one ever saw them bring a blender in, there would be daiquiris and piña coladas flowing all night just so they could convince you that rum was good. Surely once he was a few daiquiris deep Hook would be sliding a shot of rum into his hand with the false promise that he’ll like it this time. Though he’s yet to actually like it.
He might need it tonight though, considering that in the hour that they’ve been here Morgie has spoken to him twice. He’s too busy being Uliana’s dog, running around and doing whatever the sea witch asks of him. So (Y/n) has occupied himself with leaning on a wall, squinting as the blue and green lights are far too bright compared to their normal tones. He barely notices that someone has idled up beside him until there's a solo cup of what he’s pretty sure is a mango daiquiri under his nose. “You look like you need this,” Hades’ gruff voice rings out beside him, the soft sound of metal spikes against the wall accompanying it. He reaches out and nearly snatches it, sipping the drink and giving it a hum of approval. Definitely mango, god bless Hook for that one. “I might just love you, you know that?” He leans his shoulder against the god’s with a smile, sparing him a glance. “Yeah, someone has to take care of you. Shouldn’t your little boyfriend be getting you drinks?” He glances around, shaking the other villain off of him to instead slide an arm around him, “Or at least be near you? Where is he?”
A sound that Hades thinks is supposed to be a laugh slips out of the other boy’s lips, the boy seeming to snuggle into the god’s side. “Oh you haven’t heard? It’s his wife’s birthday. It would be wrong of him to act like he cares about the side piece on such an important day.” As (Y/n) finishes the statement he nods aggressively towards where Uliana is sipping on a piña colada on a make-shift throne. She’s glowing, talking to Maleficent and Morgie about god knows what with a tiara sitting on her head. At least she’s having a good time with Morgie’s attention, no one else seemed to be getting any of it this week. “Oh ouch,” Hades forces out a fake hiss as he taps the other villain’s hip with his own, “Calling yourself the side piece?”
“Yeah well,” he shrugs, tearing his eyes away from the green silk shirt and carefully styled hair across the room, “That’s what it feels like.” Hades shakes his head, letting his hand slide up and down his friend’s bicep, “Now, you know that’s not true.” “Yet.” The singular word earns his arm a squeeze and gains him a verbal scoff from his friend. “Morgie’s little snake heart beats for you. He’s an idiot, but he does love you, you’ve gotta know that.” (Y/n) bites his lip, sliding out from under Hades’ arm. “Shouldn’t Hook have tried to force a shot of rum down my throat by now? Where is he at?” He’s walking away as Hades watches him with a disappointed face. He did know that Morgie loves him, didn’t he? Hades needs to keep an eye on him.
Hook is at the make-shift bar in the back of the hide out when the other villain finds him, pouring two shots in the comical little solo cup shot glasses that he keeps handy for nights like this. “Where have you been? It’s not a villain party if I don’t take a shot with you before I sneak out.” He smirks, slipping one of the two shot glasses into his friend’s hand before lifting his own. “How did you get Morgie to agree to leave this early?” At the mention of his boyfriend’s name, (Y/n) slams the bottom of the shot glass in their hand against the table before them, quickly throwing the rum back before he can process so much as the taste. A strong sip from his daiquiri follows it, sliding the shot glass across the table. “Another, Cap.” It makes thick brows burrow, grabbing the rum nonetheless as he stares at him. “Finally finding a taste for it, eh?” The boy shakes his head, “I just need it. I’d like to be able to sleep when I finally hit my dorm, easier if my mind is swimming.”
It makes the pirate beside him frown, sliding another shot to him, “That’s a lot of alcohol compared to what you normally go for, Lad. Morgie is walking you home, right?” It draws a bitter laugh out of the slightly tipsy villain, “No it’s his wife’s birthday. He’s far too busy for me.” As Hook opens his mouth to argue, Hades comes up behind (Y/n), his hands sliding onto the boy’s shoulders. “I’ll walk you home, idiot. As long as the daiquiri stays here.” It elicits a whine from the villain in his grip, (Y/n) leaning his head back to pout at him, “No fair. You gave it to me.” And Hades scoffs, “Yeah, to drink here. You’re not drinking on our walk back to yours.” Hook wants to argue that his friends shouldn’t leave yet, but something about (Y/n) simply isn’t right. Of course, there was always a bitter air around the topic of Morgie and Uliana but this level was new. He didn’t normally act like this, and if he was this set on getting drunk over it, the boy needed to go home. So instead of arguing, he raises his shot glass to (Y/n). The two villains knocking the little glasses against each other. “Down the hatch, Darling,” he smirks, watching the way that his friend raises his brows with his own shot. And they knock them back, the same way they had at every party the group had ever thrown.
Of course, normally Hook didn’t take (Y/n)’s drink so it “didn’t go to waste” right after. The boy wishing Hook a good night before double checking that the god behind him truly didn’t mind walking him home. Something that the villain was sure he could do alone but there was no way that Hades or Hook would allow that, not when the boy was like this. So Hades promises Hook that he’ll be right back and wraps a hand around (Y/n)’s shoulders to drag him out of the party and back into the chilly November air.
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(Y/n) knew his limits well enough, he was lucky for that. The second he hit the pillow he was asleep, and now he was awake without even the ghost of a hangover looming over him. Not that he wanted to be awake, he would much rather spend his Sunday wasting the day away in his bed. But how was he meant to sleep with that incessant knocking at his door? So with a begrudging whine and stiff joints, the boy finds himself swinging his legs over the side of his bed. The knocking only seems to grow louder and more urgent as he makes his way over to the door. “I’m coming, god!” A hand reaches out to snatch the door handle, basically ripping it open. Morgie le Fay all but tumbles into his room with the motion, center of gravity being thrown off as the wood he was leaning on is ripped from him. And he looks worse for wear, sweat dampened neck and dark bags under his squinted eyes.
“What?” He recoils at the sound of his boyfriend’s voice as if it bit him, a pout crossing over chapped lips. “Can you quiet down? My head is killing me.” (Y/n) rolls his eyes, scoffing as he goes to close his door. “Then go home.” A foot is thrown in the path of the door, stopping him from closing his boyfriend out. “I woke up after a party without you.” There’s this odd sense of disappointment hanging off of his words, eyes seeming to pout more than his lips already did. “Yeah, I’d assume so. I left hours before you did.” Morgie pushes his way into the room at that, softly closing the door behind him. “You did?” “Yeah,” there’s a scoff dripping off his lips as he makes his way back to his bed, “Which you would have noticed if you gave me so much as a minute of thought this past week.” Morgie frowns, leaning against the door with his arms crossing over his chest, “You didn’t walk home alone, did you? You should’ve come and got me. I don’t want you to walk around at night like that.”
“No, Hades walked me home.” Morgie nods, looking over at the boy curling up in his bed. (Y/n) obviously trying to make himself smaller as he attempts to talk about his feelings. As if he was doing something wrong. “So why did you ask Hades instead of your boyfriend?” He cuts Morgie a look, rolling his eyes, “I didn’t ask Hades, he just knows me well enough to know when something is wrong.” Morgie raises his brows, “And I don’t know you? I know you, I can tell when something is wrong.” It earns him a laugh, a twisted and broken one that makes his skin crawl. “You do, do you? Okay, then why did we originally go to the mall last Saturday?” And his stomach falls with his confidence. How was Morgie ever meant to come back from this one?
summary: hook gives you your fav snack at movie night, love antics ensue
warnings: fluff
a/n: okay but someone please tell me me what hooks snack would be, maybe like dolphin gummy’s? Also find something for Morgie because popcorn seems too basic
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You always were a hopeless romantic any small gesture of love would make your heart flutter. This was one part of you that Hook adored. Tonight was the VK’S movie night. After pleading with her many times Uliana finally allowed Hook to bring you along.
You were friendly towards the VK’s and they were alright back to you. As nice as villains get. You sat down on the picnic blanket Hook laid out for you in front of you was a massive white sheet and a projector shining brightly onto it.
Maleficent and Hades were sitting on their own blanket. Hades was playing with the fabric of Maleficent dress while she was painting her nails. Morgie was sitting on a small green checkered blanket next to you. He was lying on his stomach playing with the grass.
Hook and Uliana walked over just as the sun set. Hook was carrying a medium sized picnic basket. He sat down next to you and opened it up. One by one he handed out the snacks to everyone. He gave Uliana her seaweed, Hades his ghost pepper chips, Maleficent her sour patch kids, Morgie his popcorn and finally he handed you a small box of chocolate almonds.
Your eyes lit up when you opened the box. You had only mentioned it a couple times to Hook that your favourite snack was chocolate almonds and the fact he remembered sent you into overdrive. He was staring into your eyes when you tackled him to the ground and kissed him a thousand times. You would’ve kissed him more but you were interrupted by Uliana clearing her throat.
You slowly sat back up and Hook followed soon after. After a moment of awkward silence you two broke into laughter. After a couple seconds the laughter died down, you stared into Hooks eyes “Thanks for these” He smiled “I know there your favourite, and besides you don’t need to thank me the kisses were enough” You rested your head on his shoulder and opened the box of chocolate almonds.
“Man, I hate this weather.” Your boyfriend complained.
“Really?” You looked down at the boy in your arms. Half the time you two were switched, with Morgie holding you; hands around your waist. Today, you were at the enchanted lake, lounging against a large tree. He was a warm, comforting weight on your side.
He looked up at you with a sickly-sweet smile, happy at just seeing your face.
“Yeah, it dries out my lips.” He said, pursing lips that did not look a fraction flaky. Smacking your own lightly, you realized yours were feeling chapped. Fishing some chapstick out of your pocket, you applied it liberally.
“Can I have some?” He asked, hopeful as light shown in his big, brown eyes. You knew he didn’t need it, but how could you ever refuse when he looked at you like that?
“Of course.” You told him, tipping the tube in your hand towards him. He made no move to grab it, however, and instead started shifting his whole weight.
Slinking an arm out from between you two, Morgie brought a soft hand to gently cup your cheek. Mouth slightly gaping as the air began pulling itself out of your lungs, he leaned into you.
Morgie kissed you tenderly. He kissed you softheartedly, full of love and care. Cradling your face like you were something to be treasured. He kissed and kissed and kissed until he had his fill, pulling away slowly with a lasting breath on your lips.
Both of you gradually opened your eyes, and Morgie graced you with a teasing, sugary smile. Then, tilting his head back and looking down at your mouth, he rubbed his thumb over your lower lip.
“I think you need some more chapstick.” He teased.
“I love this weather.” You told your boyfriend, laying your head on his shoulder.
“Really darling?” Hook asked, fingers absentmindedly trailing through the back of your hair.
The two of you were sitting at a tree with a beautiful view of the enchanted lake. You were turned sideways, knees bent over his legs as you snuggled close to him. His body heat -along with his coat- was a comfortable thing to lean into, and was something you took advantage of whenever you could.
“Yeah,” you nodded against his shoulder, creating a rustling sound right in your ear. “Especially the light breeze.”
“I dunno…” you heard clear amusement in the deep voice right above your face. “It dries out my skin; especially my lips.”
Shifting back, you looked at the aforementioned area. You frowned. “Your lips look fine, James.”
He had a little sparkle in his eye.
“Yours don’t.”
“Rude much?”
“Not to worry,” he gleamed something mischievous. “I have lip balm.”
Sighing at your boyfriends antics, you pursed your mouth comically for him. If he was going to claim you had chapped lips, then he was the one who was going to do something about it. He did not, however, do that; instead opting to apply the waxy substance to his own lips.
“Hey,” you complained, pouting. “I thought you were giving me some lip balm.”
After rubbing it all in, Hook gave you an impish smile.
“Of course Dearie.”
The last thing you expected was to feel pushing on the back of your head where his hand had been resting.
Pushing your face towards his, Hook leaned in as he captured your lips with his own. Throwing away all previous annoyance, you closed your eyes and fully embraced him; your fingers in his hair this time. He kissed you fervently, each one never enough and leaving him starving for more.
You began to feel lightheaded despite your meager return of affection, mouth pulling farther and farther away with each kiss. At last you parted from him, breathy.
Gliding your fingers over your now-tingling-lips, you felt them coated in the lip balm Hook put on.
Could you do preferences on the dead boy detective crew finding out there s/o or friend is a werewolf ( you don't have to if you don't want to)
oo okay sure! I can definitely try!! ; thanks for requesting, hope you enjoy!! ; I also don't know much about werewolves and since ppl see them differently and whatnot I just went with what I know?? idk man
DEAD BOY DETECTIVES ; werewolf
includes ; monty, charles, edwin, crystal & niko
warnings ; language
masterlist
MONTY
it was odd for you to refuse going out for a nightly walk with him
he was honestly worried and came over unannounced
and you weren't home...
okay now he's rlly worried
he ran into the woods behind your house and was immediately frightened as he was met face to face with a werewolf
he runs home and calls you repetitively before falling asleep, now plagued by the void in his mind that made his eyes grow heavy
in the morning, he texts you again, mentioning the werewolf
"uh, yeah that was me"
"wtf since when were u a werewolf???"
CHARLES
he'd only met you while visiting port townsend with crystal and edwin
but, with having to stay longer than expected with the whole esther/night witch/ new shop pop-up in town, you developed a bit of a romance
though, he never did know what you went through to be able to see him or edwin
turns out you're a werewolf.
you went rabid in the forest one night during the full moon and after not being able to reach you, went out to find you
he went alone into the woods, knowing you had a little secret hideout there
and there you are at the secret hideout, wolfed out
"oh, you're a werewolf?"
he had suspicions tbh
EDWIN
he knew you were a werewolf cause he desperately wanted to know that since you didn't have a near death experience (curse your ramblings) how you could see him n charles
"oh!..."
"is that good or bad?"
"quite fascinating actually"
though he did stick around for a bit during the full moon to make sure you were like... alright
he wanted to learn about werewolf attributes and shit too so win win situation
CRYSTAL
she lowkey would've never guessed
but you weren't keeping track of the full moon and one night while you were hanging out, you changed
scared the shit out of her 💀💀
"OH MY FUCKING GOD!- wait... is that you y/n???"
she keeps track of the full moon and stuff for you (she lowk probably does this anyway, she seems like an astrology / crystal nerd too idk)
she honestly apologizes for her first reaction but tbf she didn't know
you meant to tell her but didn't know how
NIKO
she's so fascinated and wants to know everything, how you turn, side effects, etc
when the full moon comes around, she's warning you up to 3 weeks prior lmao
if you crave any food before u turn she's getting it for you trust 💪
you kinda wonder why she isn't scared of you
but mind you she had little demons stuck in her body trying to implode her
summary: After your breakup hook can’t stop thinking about you, and when word comes around so does he
warnings: breakup, gossip
a/n: loosely based of the sabrina carpenter song, sorry for being inactive
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The hardest part of a relationship was the breakup. It always was and will forever be for you. However when your longest relationship ended everything felt different. Hook was not one to show much affection and as much as you pestered him too his commitment stayed the same. But the rush you got when he did show affection made everything worth it.
It was like clockwork the moment you two parted he was seeing kissing his ex. The VKS enjoyed your company a lot but after you and Hook split they stopped talking to you. It was sad for you to lose a bunch of friends but especially Morgie, you too had become close but when he had since been avoiding you.
Luckily you had a pair of ears or better known as Bridget. As much as she hated to admit it she was obsessed with gossip. So the moment she heard Morgie talking about you she dashed to your dorm. The frantic knocking on your door surprised you and scared you at the same time.
You opened the door and tried to greet Bridget but she pushed past you. She started talking so fast to the point where you couldn’t tell if she was speaking or just making noise “Bridget, slow down what’s going on” Her little squeal of excitement intrigued you more “Morgie was talking about you” You were confused “Why was he talking about me, I barely see him” You pulled your chair out from under your desk and sat down “He was talking to Maleficent, apparently Hook has been talking about you non-stop”
This shocked you, it was abnormal for Hook to talk about anyone else but himself let alone you “I also heard that his partner is going to break up with him” Your jaw dropped, he had been so eager to go back to his ex and now his ex was dumping him “You know maybe you too could get back together” You rolled your eyes “He doesn’t like me like that Bridget, you saw how he acted around me” She sighed “Can’t you believe in love for once”
Just then your dorm was filled with the sound of knocking. Curious you stood up and opened the door. Standing there was Hook and a bouquet of flowers “Hook? What are you doing here” Bridget gasped when she heard Hooks name “I- uh these are for you” He shoved the bouquet into your face “Thanks I guess” You took the bouquet out of his hands “I know you Proabbly don’t like me very much so I’ll just say it quickly, I love you like a lot and I was wondering if you wanted to get back together” Bridget squeal pierced your ears as an arrow pierced your heart “Y-you don’t have to say yes, I just wanted to ask”
You took a deep breath “If I say yes, will you be willing to be more you know like a boyfriend” He smiled lightly “Yes one hundred percent, look I know I was a bad boyfriend I was blinded by my ex dumping me that I didn’t see you” His confession warmed your heart slightly “I miss you a lot, I’m sorry for how I treated you” You smiled “Apology and confession accepted” His smile grew ten times wider. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into a hug “I’m not the only one who misses you” You laughed “They all told me to come here, so I guess I have them to thank” Bridget ran up behind you “Oh Bridget you heard that” She nodded “I knew my cards wouldn’t fail me”
