[elusivedamsel]

Desperate Times, Desperate Measures || Megules

[evillookslikethis-blog]

alluraxonceuponadream:

katiextwosome:

Elsa fought as Persephone brought her to the corner and chained her up, trying to think of any way that she could get out. The problem was, she could escape maybe, but she couldn’t get both of them out. She wasn’t about to leave a very pregnant Megara on her own. She shook her head. “Never,” she growled when Persephone asked her to freeze the room. However, her face turned a ghostly shade of white as Persephone threatened Kristoff, and she quickly froze the room, shooting Meg an apologetic look. 

Megara glared at Persephone. She understood why Elsa used her powers, and she gave her a small reassuring nod, letting her know that she didn’t blame her at all. Still, she had no coat and it was suddenly freezing. She drew her arms around her, trying to shield herself from the cold. “I can survive a little chill,” she spat. “And I’ll never tell you anything.” Elsa did as she was told and turned the area into a more regal looking frozen room, also freezing the floor beneath them and the ceiling, in addition to the snow that was already falling. 

Her eyes met Persephone’s as the villainous women trailed vines up her legs, and she barely winced in pain, not wanting to show any weakness. “Do your worst,” she argued through gritted teeth, “Hercules has no weakness. You can’t beat him. He’ll be down here saving me and destroying you before you will ever get anything out of me.” 

Hercules didn’t want to move. He had felt like everything he had ever known was a lie, and plus he was drunk. What was he going to accomplish like that? He didn’t even know if Persephone was really back. Not to say he thought Kris was lying, but he didn’t see any reason she would come after Megara now, or especially Elsa. Unless she somehow knew about the twins… if she didn’t she would now. “It’s all my fault…” Hercules realized, feeling even worse about himself now. “You’ll die if you go alone. You won’t make it there.” “Well guess what? We’re all going to die, if you don’t get off your ass. Me, Elsa, Megara… your kids. All gone, if you don’t come with me. Let’s go. Hercules. I’m not waiting for you any longer, and I will drag you through this glass, if I have to.” “It’s all my fault…” Hercules continued to mumble things under his breath, sitting up and holding his head in agony. “Fuck… Alright, but you’re gonna have to help me…”

Kristoff rolled his eyes and helped Hercules downstairs, doing as he instructed, until they got to the underworld. They were going to see Hades, and despite Kristoff’s arguments, Hercules was persistent, and insisted that they go to see him first. “Where is this guy anyway?” Hercules pointed in a general direction, wanting to go that way. “Hades! Where are you? Come on… I know you’re down here! You can hear me.”

Hades appeared in a puff of smoke, unamused that he’d been sought out, plus Hercules was trespassing. “Who do you think you are?” he snarled. “Let me remind you who owns your son. What are you doing here? I’m not going to make a different deal. I already did enough for Megara.” His voice changed to something sickeningly sweet as he said Meg’s name, hoping to get under Hercules’ skin. 

Persephone only got more annoyed the more Megara refused to listen to her, until an idea suddenly came to her. Tightening the vines further, she waved her hand so they traveled further up, all the way to Megara’s neck. “Still nothing?” she narrowed her eyes angrily. “Elsa!” She got up and stomped over to the girl, slipping on the ice, which only made her angrier. Dragging the blonde over so that she stood in front of Meg, she held her tightly. “Freeze her. In a block of ice,” she squeezed the girl tighter as she spoke. “If she won’t talk, we’ll see how she’s doing after ten minutes of being frozen alive. The thorns will only dig into your skin more the more you fight. Imagine them being frozen there, and you won’t even be able to cry out for help,” she laughed. “Do it. Now.” 

[elusivedamsel]

Desperate Times, Desperate Measures || Megules

[evillookslikethis-blog]

alluraxonceuponadream:

One moment Kristoff and Elsa were watching a movie in the comfort of their own home, and the next Elsa was completely gone. He had recognized the voice as soon as he heard it, and a chill was sent down his spine. ‘What? No! Wai—!” Kristoff couldn’t even get his words out before Persephone had taken Elsa away. Freaking out, Kristoff grabbed his keys and ran outside, not caring if it was cold out. Flinging the door open he couldn’t see them anywhere. Not that he was really surprised, since Persephone had magic so of course she was long gone. That was when he decided to drive over to Megara and Hercules’ house, hoping to find them there. He didn’t even bother to knock, and burst right in. “Megara!” No response. There was a mess on the floor and broken glass, and his heart sank. Persephone had probably gotten her too. “Shit… Hercules!” He ran up the stairs to find their bedroom door closed, and pushed it open. Hercules was sprawled out on his bed with a bottle of wine. “Hercules! What the hell? What are you doing? Get up! Persephone is back!”

Hercules shook his head, unresponsive at first. “Good. I don’t care, she can come back for all I care.” Kristoff walked over to him, standing over the bed.  “Where’s Meg?” Hercules shrugged. “What happened?” No response. “Hercules! Persephone probably took her!” “It doesn’t matter. She can’t kill her, and Hades never would… she’s already promised to go be with him, so why should I care?” Kristoff grabbed the bottle that was still in his hands forcefully and slammed it to the ground, shattering it to get his attention. “Hey! That’s your wife, Hercules, and my best friend! I don’t give a shit what happened between the two of you, but you’re not just gonna let her go, alright? Persephone has Elsa! Elsa hasn’t even done anything, and quite frankly, if Megara wasn’t desperately in love with a demi-god we wouldn’t be having this problem, so get up. Now! If you won’t, then I’m leaving without you.”

Persephone transported the girls to the Underworld, in her lair, completely separate from Hades. Chaining Megara to the wall, she laughed and dragged Elsa along to the other side of the room, not wanting them to help each other out. There would be no comfort for either of them, and she preferred it when things were absolutely hopeless. “Freeze the room,” she snapped at Elsa. 

She stared angrily as Elsa refused. “Do it or I’ll go back to your house and grab Kristoff, too. He won’t survive the trip here, I promise you.” Finally, Elsa obliged and Persephone smiled wickedly. “Try to survive the hypothermia, love,” she smiled at Megara. “Here’s what you’re going to do. If you want to live, you’ll tell me what Hercules’ weaknesses are. And Zeus. He’s more important than your little blonde boy,” she rolled her eyes. As Megara refused, she laughed, seeing the girl had no coat, and would be freezing soon. “Elsa,” she called out in a sing-song voice. “Make this place a frozen palace.” 

Persephone crouched down next to Meg, who had fallen to her knees onto the ice. “Well, that can’t be comfortable. Here.” She snapped her fingers, and thick vines with large thorns came up from the ground, wrapping around her legs. The thorns cut into her skin, creating deep scratches that only got deeper the tighter they got. “That looks like it hurts. So, what would absolutely break Hercules, hmm?”

[elusivedamsel]

Desperate Times, Desperate Measures || Megules

[evillookslikethis-blog]

katiextwosome:

alluraxonceuponadream:

“No Megara, I do understand, because that was exactly what I was trying to do! To protect our family. You included. But seeing as how you have such little faith in me that you had to go behind my back again— what was I even trying for, Megara?” Hercules ran his hands through his hair, letting out a large sigh as he tried to think of some way, any way, to get out of this. It felt like he was living in a nightmare and he desperately wanted to wake up from it. “Well excuse me for caring about you, Meg. I’m sorry for absolutely ruining your life by giving you more to worry about. If you didn’t want to deal with that you could have said so a long time ago,” he said, his words flat as they came out.

“I wasn’t asking for permission,” he spat back at her when she told him he could be mad. “You made a deal that was going to take you away from me, Megara! You won’t be able to come back, don’t you understand that? And I won’t be there, to help you. I’ll be here, with our daughter, because I’ll be damned if I let him have her too, and we’ll be separated. But clearly that wasn’t on your mind when you made this deal.” Hercules let her go, not having the energy to go after her, and honestly, he didn’t care in the heat of the moment. With as much frustration as he was harboring, he could hardly stand to be in the same room with her. He felt betrayed, not only by the fact that she went behind his back but because she hadn’t trusted that he would be able to fix it on his own. He left the living room, knocking a vase off the counter in the process purposely, but leaving the glass there. Taking a bottle of wine upstairs Hercules didn’t even bother getting a glass, and though he never usually drank that much he wanted to forget about all of this.

Megara was furious as she walked outside, her feet stomping on their patio as she made her way down it. Damnit. It was cold outside and she hadn’t remembered a coat, but she couldn’t go crawling in back now and get one. That would just look weak. No, she’d have to deal with the chill. Shoving her hands in her pockets, she took off down the street, muttering to herself. “He’ll be damned if Hades takes our daughter,” she rolled her eyes. As if she’d ever let Hades near her. “I’ll be damned if he tries to take her away.” While clearly his intentions there were pure, she was too hurt and upset to want to see things that way. All she heard was him taking their daughter away from her, as if she wouldn’t make a good mother. Of course all of this was in her head- he’d never said or implied that she wouldn’t be a good mother. 

Continuing to mumble to herself, she walked past a few more houses and stopped, hearing a noise behind her. “What the–” She turned around to see an all too familiar face. Persephone. “What are you doing here?” 

Persephone had been following Megara for longer than the brunette knew, but apparently the girl had no sense of her surroundings at all. She had to actually clear her throat before she got Meg to turn around. “Megara,” she smiled icily. “Miss me?” The smile disappeared as she heard how hostile Meg was towards her. “Now, now, that’s no way to treat a guest. I heard your little fight...and I’m here to help.” Her eyes glittered with the fun she was having with the whole situation. 

Without warning, she flicked her wrist and vines appeared crawling up Meg’s body, keeping her from being able to move or speak. “Can’t have you waking the neighbors, can we? Hades is a little...cranky. Yes, that’s the word. You’re going to be his gift. Sort of. You, and your little ice friend.” Seeing as that Meg couldn’t argue, she shrugged her shoulders and snapped her fingers, transporting them to inside Elsa’s house.  The living room, specifically, where Elsa was sitting watching a movie with Kristoff. “Elsa? Dear, we need you. Duty calls.” She flicked her wrist again, doing the same vine trick to Elsa that she had to Meg. “Kristoff...you look...well, you should shower, darling. We’ll see you. Oh, wait...no you won’t.” She snapped her fingers again and the three of them were suddenly in the Underworld, a place that Megara should recognize. 

[elusivedamsel]

Deal With the Devil || Megara & Hades

[evillookslikethis-blog]

katiextwosome:

Megara knew Hades had a point. Last time, she’d gotten out of his little deal, though it wasn’t as if it had been on purpose. She would never have willingly hurt herself just for the fun of it, but perhaps Hades had thought she was more selfish than she actually was. Love was a funny thing. “Last time, I risked my life to save Hercules. Foolish decision, really, but hear me out for a moment.” She felt his arm wrap around her, and she leaned into him slightly, just so he could feel her body pressed up against his. “This would be my son. I’m making this deal to save him. For this deal to be broken, I’d have to hurt my own son, and that’s just something I would never be able to bring myself to do- even if I was a selfish brat,” she explained, telling the completely truth. She’d never be able to hurt her own babies. That was why it was a foolproof deal, and she didn’t see any way for her to get out of it- she didn’t plan on it, at least. 

“I could have fought you, somehow, but we both know that is a stupid idea. Hercules can’t help me,” Megara shook her head. “Only you can. I’ll come home, as soon as I have the baby. Take my deal.” She didn’t see any other way of getting out of his previous deal, and even if she had to spend the rest of her days with Hades, at least her babies would be fine. “Going once…going twice…” Meg turned her head to look up at Hades, giving him a few more seconds to answer.

Hades practically felt his skin crawl at the mention of his “nephew’s” name, shuddering at the thought of their supposed romance. “An incredibly foolish decision, really, Megara. One which I haven’t forgiven you for,” Hades spoke sternly, his voice raising in volume and his tone hardening. Hearing of their little wedding plans had made him sick to his stomach and he was just dying to cause a little more chaos in that department. Rolling his eyes, Megara was starting to get more sentimental than he thought originally. Perhaps maternity had gotten to her more than she cared to admit, which was rather annoying. “Look at that... this little tyke is already getting a free pass...” he huffed. 

Hades let go of her, walking around pacing in circles to think over her deal. “You would not have won that fight, Megara, that would have been very stupid, indeed.” He had to admit though that he did enjoy the idea that she was coming to him as her only hope, even if that wasn’t how she had phrased it. “Is there a downside to this?” he thought aloud, tapping his chin. “Okay, okay, fine, you have the baby, and you bring him here, where both, of you stay. I get the baby, baby won’t get hurt, you get to stay with your little gift from below, and Wonder Boy... never has to be involved... Alright, Meg. I’ll take your deal. But,” there was always a but, with him. “If you ever attempt to leave, do not think for a second that I won’t break this deal right then and there, which means your precious baby... I won’t be responsible for the consequences.”

[elusivedamsel]

Deal With the Devil || Megara & Hades

[evillookslikethis-blog]

katiextwosome:

Megara thought for a moment before continuing to speak, gauging how Hades was reacting. “I haven’t gone soft on you. I told you, I’m still not very sentimental, no matter how much I act that way.” It was a blatant lie, but one she would gladly tell for the sake of her husband and children. She took her hair out of it’s ponytail, letting the waves fall onto her shoulders as she leaned against the wall, the light accentuating her figure. “You want to take down Zeus and his whole family, don’t you? I met him, did I mention that? He’s smug, and undeserving of his wife,” she narrowed her eyes as she spoke. “What better way to do so with me by your side? You could take me, my son…you’d have every weakness the family has.” 

It wasn’t her best idea, but it was the only one she had to go with. “See, the deal before was that you get to take my son, to hold that against Zeus. But you’re so much smarter than that.” Megara stood again and moved closer to him so that there was much less space between them, hoping he would smell the perfume she’d always worn when she worked for him. “But if you took me as well, you’d put such a damper on Wonderboy and his plans. His daddy would definitely come to his rescue. Go big or go home, Hades,” her voice turned darker and lower, almost sultry. “There’s one thing I want in exchange. I want my son to be safe from harm. No complications.” 

Hades stared at the young woman as she let her hair down, one arm crossed over his chest and the other held up at an angle, his hand sort of hist draping over his wrist. “I don’t know if I’m buying it, Meg, my sweet. Surely you don’t think I’m that foolish.” Pressing his tongue to the inside of his cheek, Hades shook his head and laughed sarcastically. “Oh did you? Of course you did... why am I not surprised that you met my dense thunder head of a brother. I swear that thing’s full of air,” Hades spat. Chuckling, Hades began to circle her, thinking of what his next move would be. “You’ve got that pinned to a T. Hmm... Interesting...” A long slender finger tapped against his chin, his eyes wandering over Megara and not bothering to be subtle about it. Her boobs had gotten bigger since she worked for him. Other than that, not much had changed, on the outside at least. She was still the same Megara he remembered physically, just a pregnant version. 

Noticing as she began to close the gap that was between them, Hades cracked a devilish grin, twirling an end piece of her hair around his finger tip.”Go on, I love hearing how smart I am.” Megara’s addition to their circumstance sounded almost too good to be true, and when she dropped the bomb of what he had to promise, he hesitated. “Megara... my sweet deluded little minion... Don’t think I forgot about what you did last time, to get out of that deal. If, I were to agree to this, and that’s an if only, then no funny business.” Not that he necessarily thought Megara would hurt a baby, but he wanted to be absolutely sure that this was a good decision. “You help me take down Wonder Breath, and Zeus comes down to help... I have to say,” he started, thinking aloud and pausing between. “It makes for a very intriguing offer... One that I don’t know that I can easily refuse,” he smirked wrapping an arm around her and walking his fingers up her back. “Plus it hasn’t been the same without my little nut-Meg around.”

[elusivedamsel]

Deal With the Devil || Megara & Hades

[evillookslikethis-blog]

katiextwosome:

“I would think you have plenty of time,” Megara narrowed her eyes and stepped forward toward him, thankful for the small amount of light he gave her. She quickly realized that she’d have to tone down her attitude to get anything from him at all, good or bad. It just had been so long since she’d played that role that the thought itself made her stomach churn. “Besides, aren’t I worth the extra effort?” 

“Nostalgia? No,” she shook her head, resting her hand on her hip. “Maybe. You’ve been a part of my life for so long, it’s different not having you calling me around all the time.” She spoke honestly, for the most part. “I seem to remember you wanting my son, so that you could get back at Zeus. It’s a clever idea, but I just…well, you know me,” she shrugged. “I’m not…sentimental. Babies aren’t my thing. But perhaps we could talk? About us, I mean. And my unborn son, if I ever have one. I know how much you love a good deal. Besides, you must miss me being around, at least a little.” Megara smirked softly at him, the way he’d always liked. “Wonderboy…or blondie, was it? He doesn’t know I’m here.” She figured that he’d like that part, her keeping a secret from Hercules. If he didn’t, he was stupid, because she was risking a lot by coming to see Hades at all. 

Inhaling sharply through his teeth though drawn out to sound long, like he was thinking, Hades tipped his head from side to side. “You know, I could see where you’d think that. I’d love to make the time for you, my little nut-Meg but I’m afraid it’s not on my top priority. Can’t. Love to, but can’t.” He smirked, giving her a look as she stepped closer. The more she spoke it was like m u s i c  to his ears. Laughing under his breath, Hades disapparated behind her, his fingers walking up one of her arms, across her shoulders and back, and down to the other as he moved behind her. “Oh, Megara... You never fail to make my heart soar. If only I had one,” he scoffed, flicking his finger under her chin to get her to look at him. “My my... looks like someone hasn’t been getting their beauty sleep.” With another flick of his wrist he scraped the bottom of her chin unapologetically, taking a few paces away from her. 

“Ah, yes, the little sunspot,” Hades spat, chuckling to himself. “How rude of me not to ask; how far along are you my dear? In other words, how much longer are you going to make me wait?” He needed the baby if he was ever going to get to Zeus and his precious gift from above. The one he tried to kill off, all those years ago. “But... what? Don’t tell me you’ve gone soft on me now, Megara. You aren’t thinking about breaking our deal again. You know what I’ll go after if you do, this was the easiest solution for you.” He scowled at her, trying to use that pretty face against him when he knew she was up to something. However, her words next caught his attention, and he turned back to her fully. “Go on. Now that you don’t have your little shadow running around, maybe I’ll listen.”

[elusivedamsel]

Deal With the Devil || Megara & Hades

Megara decided to walk to the house that Hades typically used as a cover. He was almost never there that she knew of, but he had used it as a gateway for when she was bound to him. Now, she was almost free of him. Almost, but that wasn’t enough. Walking up the front steps, she turned the front door handle, letting the door creak open before talking in, the smell of dust and mildew hitting her nose. It was a shame that he’d let it fall to such ruins. He’d had it well taken care of for the longest time, and Meg had stayed there for quite a while with him. Now it just looked desolate. She walked straight through the main room to the basement door, opening it widely and flipping the light switch to go down the stairs. The light flickered, and then turned off. Wonderful. 

Making her way down the basement steps, she was careful to hold onto the stair railing until she reached the bottom. Her eyes adjusted to the dark, but she could still barely see anything. “Hades?” Her voice reached throughout the whole basement. There was no way she’d be going down to the Underworld to get him, so she had to hope he’d hear her and come home to find her. “You really let our house fall apart. And here I thought you cared about me.”

@evillookslikethis

[evillookslikethis-blog]

Hades had been down in the Underworld, floating through the river of souls in his canoe as he filed his nails. Throwing Cerebus a piece of meat as he drifted by. Sighing loudly, his ears only perked up when he heard the familiar voice of a sultry and yet irritating brunette. He was still furious at her for throwing herself in front of that stupid blond giant, just so his deal would be broken. He’d have to find a way to punish her for that. A wicked smile formed on his lips as she continued speaking, and he knew that it was her. Megara. Quickly, he  disapperated from the underworld and reappeared in the real world, where Megara was. It was pitch black, how he liked it, though he could see just fine. “Meg...” he called out to her in a higher pitched voice.

With a simple snap of his fingers they lit on fire, creating a light source for her to find her way to him. “Meg, my little flower, my little bird, my little... nut-Meg. My my... this is so unexpected... had I known you were coming perhaps I would have laid out a welcome wagon, and dusted the cobwebs, but then again.. who really has the time?” Shrugging, a smug look appeared on his face and he crossed his arms over his chest. So... what brings you here? Feeling a bit— nostalgic?”

[evillookslikethis-blog]

katiextwosome:

“I suppose he should apologize,” Elsa nodded and smiled softly back at Hans. Hadn’t they been engaged not long ago? Before all of this Kristoff nonsense. She couldn’t remember now why they’d ended things. “Yes, I will. Until I’m feeling better,” she repeated, watching as he finished his wine. “You’re leaving already? But you just got here,” she looked up at him, confused. For some reason, she thought he’d wanted more than just to talk about…what had they talked about again? “Aren’t you going to ask me to some fancy gala?” She asked, her icy blue eyes looking up at him expectantly. “You know, get things back to normal.”

“Good, you’re a very intelligent girl, Elsa, remember that. I’m sure Kristoff never appreciated it as much as he should,” Hans shook his head, feigning a sigh. “Well, of course, I could stay, if you’d prefer... I would just have to rearrange my schedule, but don’t worry my darling, I’d always make time for you. Would your so called best friend do that? Wasn’t he just avoiding you for weeks? My my... how foolish of him.” Wrapping an arm around her with a soft smile, he pressed a kiss to her cheek. “An excellent idea. Perhaps we should host one, in honor of us.”

[edgyauthor]

Prince Hans as Chanel Oberlin (Scream Queens)

[evillookslikethis-blog]

alluraxonceuponadream:

“What the hell did you do?” Kris clenched his fists together, wanting so badly just to knock him out right then and there, but even now, he still knew better. “I’ve always loved her, from day one. And you? Don’t try to fool yourself, you pompous asshole, you don’t give a damn about her. You only care about her status. You’ve just proven it!” When he heard the word potion fall from Hans’ lips, it explained everything. “The one in your imagination? No thanks, I wouldn’t go if you paid me a million dollars. Unlike you I don’t need money to compensate for anything, and considering how much you love to throw your money around, I’d say you’re pretty desperate for compensation.”

Hans smiled, absolutely loving Kristoff’s reaction. Poor kid. “And how did I prove that? By....oh let’s see, courting her, winning her heart, asking her to marry me- and what did she say? Yes,” he grinned. “She said she’d marry me. Such a loyal girl.” He ran a hand through his hair, smoothing it out. “And when I tell her what a truly terrible friend you are, you’ll be lucky if you see her again. Oh, don’t say no so quickly,” he shook his head. “You might miss her and be desperate enough to see her, even if it is in a wedding dress, promising her love and devotion to me. Forever.” Whatever the boy had said about compensation and money after that, he couldn’t make sense of it and he hardly cared anyway. “Desperate or not. Tick tock, Kristoff.” 

[astronomyxinreverse]

evillookslikethis:

Hans raised a brow, thoroughly unimpressed. Kristoff would make some stupid stable joke and find it funny. How Elsa ever enjoyed his company, he’d truly never understand. He smirked at the face Kris made, ready to wipe it off in seconds flat. “Your precious little snowflake has a date with me in, well,” Hans again looked at his watch, “just about now. I did remember she loves wine- and this one bottle is special. She won’t remember any lies you’ve told her lately.” Or anything else, really.

Scoffing, Kristoff crossed his arms over his chest. “As if. Elsa would never agree to a date with you, first of all. Second, you better stay away from her. Don’t forget I know what kind of games you play.” Kristoff would have done pretty much anything to keep him away from Elsa, and he wouldn’t hold back now. “I’ve never lied to her… what the hell are you going on about?”

[evillookslikethis-blog]

"She already did," Hans felt a smile creep into his face. "I'll be staying very, very close to her for a while. Are you trying to scare me?" He laughed and shook his head. As if Kris could ever do anything to stop him. "You love her? Tsk tsk, we know that's not true," he chided. "Soon, she won't even remember you were anything but a good friend. A stable boy. The truth," he grinned. "Do try and stay away from the royalty this time, won't you?" He began walking away, but turned back one last time. "Oh, and don't bother trying to get her to remember. This potion is fool proof, you'll only hurt your little brain trying. So long, Kris. I'll send you an invite to the wedding."

[evillookslikethis-blog]

katiextwosome:

Elsa bit her lip as her eyes filled with tears, her heart breaking hearing that it was all a lie. “But I loved him,” she said meekly, taking Hans’ hand and sitting next to him. “I’m so sorry, Hans. I entirely misjudged you.” Her eyes focused on his almost blankly. “He’s the one I need to watch out for, not you,” she repeated aloud, as if she were in a trance. “I can’t believe I had this all wrong. What do I do now?” She couldn’t face Kris now, not after she’d given him all of her. The fragile parts of herself that she’d shared with him, the parts of her that he’d warmed and made strong again, felt cold and breakable now.

“I know, I know you did, love. You shouldn’t have to apologize. Afterall, I believe he owes us both an apology. No need for you to apologize for what he has done.” Hans squeezed her hand gently, flashing her a charming but sympathetic smile. “Well, it’s tough to say. You should probably steer clear of him for now, until you’re feeling better.” Finishing his wine, he hid the smirk on his lips with the glass, changing back to a frown afterward. “Well, you did say one glass was all the time I had to talk, so I should probably be going... but Elsa, do keep in touch.”

[astronomyxinreverse]

evillookslikethis:

“The cat certainly didn’t drag me in. I’m not poor,” Hans looked the boy over and rolled his eyes. “A limo drove me in. Ever been in one? Never mind that just now. Elsa will want to see me, in just about…” he looked at his watch, “an hour. Care to know why?” 

“Oh, look, using the same lines over and over again. Is that it? Are you seriously just a one-trick pony?” Kristoff shook his head, looking thoroughly disappointed. “Not really, no. But I’ll humor you.” Putting on his best fake intrigued face, Kris gasped. “Why?”

[evillookslikethis-blog]

Hans raised a brow, thoroughly unimpressed. Kristoff would make some stupid stable joke and find it funny. How Elsa ever enjoyed his company, he'd truly never understand. He smirked at the face Kris made, ready to wipe it off in seconds flat. "Your precious little snowflake has a date with me in, well," Hans again looked at his watch, "just about now. I did remember she loves wine- and this one bottle is special. She won't remember any lies you've told her lately." Or anything else, really.

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katiextwosome:

“I don’t think you would,” Elsa shook her head. She had always felt like her heart was delicate, but she could practically feel it turn to a fragile muscle in her chest, one that needed to be wholly protected. “That’s why he said it?” And it had worked, she had slept with Kristoff, though she had been positive it was because they loved each other. “I feel a little dizzy,” Elsa shook her head and finished down the rest of her wine, placing the glass down. “Tell me more about why you’re here.”

“I’m afraid so, Elsa.” Hans shook his head as though he was thoroughly disgusted by Kristoff’s actions, despite the fact that he knew it was all a lie. “Would you like to sit down?” Hans offered his hand, helping her take a seat. “Because, I came to warn you, clearly. You didn’t give me much of a chance that night before taking his side. He is the one you need to watch out for, Elsa, not me.”

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“No, he didn’t mention it.” Elsa’s voice broke as she spoke, believing every word Hans said courtesy of the spellbound wine. “It must be true, if you saw it, right? But he loves me,” she shook her head. “He promised I was why he hadn’t settled down with any other girl.”

Hans smirked, as the spell was working perfectly. “Would I lie to you, Elsa? I’m trying to protect you from getting your heart shattered, the delicate snowflake that it is.” Laughing, he shook his head and sipped his drink. “Men will say all kinds of things to take a woman to bed, my dear.”

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Elsa nearly gagged hearing him call her a pet name, one that she used to adore. She accepted the drink from him and put the glass to her lips, taking a tentative sip of the wine before taking a larger sip. She hadn’t known that he had decent taste in wine. Apparent some things had changed. “Kristoff? You saw him talking with Sarah?” She frowned, picturing t in her head.

“He didn’t tell you? Hmm... I wonder why he would keep something like that a secret...” Hans thought aloud, furrowing his brows as he sipped at the wine. He hardly worried about being affected by his concoction as it was her glass that had been tampered with, not the wine itself. “Unless... he’s hiding something from you. Oh, but it couldn’t be true... could it?”

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katiextwosome:

“And you think I’d come running back to you if you called me a little girl?” Elsa crossed her arms. “He can offer me love. What do you want me for, anyway?” She watched as he pulled out some wine and sighed, not sure what game he was playing. “You wanted me to have a drink with you? Fine.” She saw no other way to get him to leave. “One glass, and that’s as long as you have to talk.”

“You will see, in time, my darling. I highly doubt that love will last.” Sighing to himself, his was a sigh of amusement rather than annoyance, as hers likely was. “Excellent. Shall we then?” Grabbing some glasses, he made them each a drink, handing Elsa one that had been pre-tampered with. “Here you are. Now, that boy we were talking about— you honestly think that he loves you? Then why is it that I just so happened to see him on my way over here talking with another girl? Now what was her name... Samantha? No... Sandra? No... Sarah. Yes, that was it.”