Word Count: 586
Warnings/Notes: n/a
Summary: The Reader is enjoying a quiet spot at Merlin’s Academy. While they are busy reading, Hades shows up.
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Absolute silence. A rarity at Merlin’s Academy as it hosted a flood of students. From royalty to ordinary citizen and beyond, everyone was welcome to learn.
Outside, you found yourself relishing in the absence of the usual chatter. In the shade of one of the small hallways, arching between the courtyard and the indoors, you read a book. The bench you were sitting on was not the least bit comfortable, but you did your best to ignore it. For the chance to catch up on a book that you had been craving to read all day? You took it.
Turning a crisp page, you smiled to yourself at the words. What you did not expect was to actually hear any.
“And you’re reading…again.”
Hades. You had missed his approach. The potted tree blocked your view into the courtyard.
“Yes, that does tend to happen, doesn’t it?” You asked, not looking up at him. A ghost of a smile etched over your lips as he stood in front of you.
One moment, then two. Hades remained quiet, stoic. Sometimes it was rather uncharacteristic of him.
You read through another paragraph before you peered up from the pages. “Did you need something?” You asked.
He shrugged, lips pressed together in a thin line. With his thumbs resting idly in his jacket pockets, there was not much else that he did.
Shaking your head with a small smile, you returned to reading.
The dragons were not exactly how you had imagined they would be. However, you did have to consider that perhaps the author had never seen one in person either. Works of fiction each held their own interpretations.
Double checking the previous page, you almost paused reading entirely. The fellow student standing within arm’s reach was becoming oddly distracting for someone who remained utterly still.
Shifting his weight in his boots, Hades looked in either direction, inspecting. Deeming it a suitable situation, he sat down beside you. He leaned back against the stone wall and shot you a look.
You were giggling to yourself. The feeling of his gaze bore into you from the action, but you did not care. If he had actually meant any ill will to you, it would have been obnoxiously obvious by now.
Despite the look he gave you, he said nothing. At least not verbally. He bumped his knee to yours once.
Apparently, as the circumstance would have it, Hades wanted to spend time with you. Even if you were reading. Despite any fiery igniting of his hair, he could be quite patient.
Reaching the end of the chapter, you placed a bookmark between the pages and closed the book. You put it next to you before straightening up on the bench. It took a moment, but you managed to dig up a piece of foiled gum. Holding it up between you and the young god, you paused in waiting.
Surprised that it was still held within your grasp, you turned your head to look at him curiously.
Hades rose a skeptical eyebrow.
“It’s mint, Hades,” you assured and smirked. “You know…spicy cold.”
He rolled his eyes. “Please don’t.”
Likewise, your brows raised teasingly. “Please?”
He sighed, tilting his head back against the wall. Looking directly at you, he said, “You’re hilarious, you know that?” His voice was thick with sarcasm. Even so, he plucked the piece of gum out of your hold.
“You’re welcome,” you laughed.
“Yeah, thanks.”
And so went the peculiar friendship that you both somehow understood.
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Three days after Crowncoming, Bridget finally came out of her room.
Principal Merlin had managed to undo the spell, but the real damage was on the inside.
She had messed up the shuffle of love. Ella had told her she hadn't been able to come, and considering what she had seen of Lady Tremaine, she had understood. But she had been there, staring deep in Charming's eyes, instead of with her. Bridget knew that the dance had been one of the few occasions where Ella was safe from Tremaine to admit to her crush on the prince, but she was also supposed to be there with her.
Everyone had been laughing at her. Everyone didn't care that she had given them sweets and treats every day since she had come. All they cared about was laughing at her.
Uliana had found her afterward. She had been so sweet. Bridget thought she wanted to comfort her, that she had some warmth in her heart. She had offered her the cupcake and she hadn't thought about it...
Bridget blinked at a tap on her shoulder, realizing she was staring at her cauldron. "Hey, uh," some girl, she didn't recognize her. "Are you okay? Ella tried talking to you, but you were zoned out-"
"Leave me alone."
Bridget didn't waste time waiting for her response. She rushed out of the now-empty classroom. She thought she heard Ella call her name and it only made her rush out faster.
The courtyard was full of students. A few looked up and snickered, the sound digging deep in her chest.
The worst was the laughter.
"Well, if it isn't the beast of the ball!" Uliana's high, cackling laughter echoed off the walls of the courtyard, her gang trailing behind. The sea witch came to a stop in front of her, grinning as though Bridget's very existence was one huge joke.
It probably was to her.
"Honestly, it's a shame the spell wore off. At least your face was improved-"
Bridget wasn't sure what possessed her in that moment. Uliana and her cronies had said much worse, done much worse. But she didn't care.
In that moment, her fist snapped out.
Uliana stumbled back, her eyes wide. Her nose was crooked and bloody. Hades let out a shocked laugh as she raised a hand to her nose and pulled it away, her eyes going wider at the sight of red.
Red...red was a good color. Better than pink.
Bridget reached out. "Look at you," she said. Uliana stared at her like she had never seen her before as she wiped away the blood. "Let's be honest here. You're nothing, Uliana." She reached up and swiped the red across her eyelids. It felt weird and sticky but refreshing. "The only thing you're good for is giving me paint."
I wake up late and i don't if, it is going to be cold today. I looked up the weather. I put on a long sleeve and a sweater. I was worried about my math exam. I was rushing my mom gave me a blue hoodie but, i was frustrated. I quickly finished the exam. I didn't know much but, atleast i didn't leave it blank. After math class me and my mom came home. I gave as much sunshine to my calculator as I could because, it didn't have enough energy. We ride our bikes to the math tutor. He also didn't know how to solve the task. The teacher gave to us. He and my mom talked. My mom said we are going shopping tomorrow because, its to late to go to store. I watched Descendants the rise of Red. I was pleasantly surprised of how hard hitting is to me. I liked that Ella could relate to Red. I also didn't like Perfect revenge that much and went Ella asked Bridget to castlecoming i thought they are going to kiss.
I got the second & third Descendants books but the first one isn’t coming until the 16th-20th😭 After I finish all of the first three I’m getting the fourth!
Did... did Kenny Ortega direct this one, too? Because there's a lot of, uh... you know. 🌈👀 I'm just saying, feels like they amped it up a little in this... ESPECIALLY SINCE CHLOE AND RED'S FOREHEADS TOUCHED AND THEREFORE IT IS OBJECTIVELY ROMANTIC.
Okay, it was directed by Jennifer Phang. She got the right spirit. She understood the assignment. I appreciate her for that.
Word Count: 1,221
Warnings/Notes: The Reader and other characters get surrounded by dancing students, the Reader becoming overwhelmed at the situation, the Reader falling into the fountain (unharmed), Hades setting the courtyard on fire, and characters concerned for the Reader’s well-being.
Summary: Leaving class with Morgie and Hades, the Reader and their friends encounter a musical predicament as students accidentally block their way and cause an incident that Hades does not take lightly.
A/N: This is more of a Hades and Morgie x Reader, while also being a Uliana’s crew x Reader at the last half. It got out of hand for initially being a Hades x Reader haha.
Slinging your bag over your shoulder, you yawned.
“Class wasn’t that bad,” Hades said, walking over to your table.
As the rest of the students left the classroom, you three remained. The third being Morgie. The son of Morgana le Fay slid over beside Hades.
“Yeah,” he agreed with his friend. “We learned more in today’s class than in all of last week’s!”
“It’s not that,” you shrugged, “I guess I’m just feeling… off today.”
“Oh.” They nodded slowly in understanding.
“Come on.” You gave a small smile before turning to head out the door.
The sea of hormones had ebbed, and the three of you were to walk without a single student in your way. Not that either of you were in a rush. The next class would not begin for another few minutes. There was always plenty of time to reset and socialize between classes. Maybe not enough time for some, but things consuming more time would just have to wait until later.
As the three of you made your way over to one of the courtyards, you quickly found where a good portion of the student body had congregated.
“This is the second time today,” you observed as rhythmical lyrics continued in the area.
“And we haven’t even had lunch yet,” Morgie agreed. Swaying his head from side to side, he grabbed his friend’s attention.
“Are you going to join?” Hades asked with raised brows.
A brief moment of thought and Morgie stilled. “No,” he said, looking to the blue haired boy. “I mean… it sounds great and all, but I have no idea who they’re singing about. And besides… they’ve already started singing. I don’t just want to jump in.”
Hades smiled, humored. “That hasn’t stopped you before.”
“You can be very determined,” you added, patting Morgie’s shoulder.
“Yeah.”
While your conversation sided the song performing in front of you, you three failed to notice one thing in particular. A group of singing students danced dangerously close to where you were standing.
“Uh…maybe we should”—
“Move?” Hades finished your suggestion.
“Yep.”
With a single hand, you ushered Morgie forward. He slithered around toward the door across the stone walkway. But as your hopes for an easy retreat came to their height, it crashed down.
The dancing within the space changed tempo. To avoid a collision with two students, you side stepped and twirled out of their path, your hand slipping away from the silky texture of Morgie’s shirt in the process.
A small gasp left your lips as you leant back, narrowly avoiding an extended arm as the students continued a spritely routine. They moved forward, and you moved back. It was an unsavory dance, dodging physically artistic motions as they seemed to unconsciously target you.
Continuing to back away, your head was nearly whipping back and forth in an attempt to keep track of their motions. As you looked up, you caught Hades doing the same. At least the students appeared to miss him with each move.
The overwhelming nature of the situation pounded in your ears. But not more so in the next moment. Stepping quickly, a pressure pushed against the back of your leg. It did not move, however, in reflex your other leg did, trying to regain balance as your world tipped over and the strap to your bag slipped off of your arm to safety.
A sudden coolness enveloped you. You did not breathe. The water of the fountain was far deeper than anticipated at first glance. It muffled out the majority of the music beyond the surface. Though it was a lot calmer, you could not stay like that forever.
Pushing yourself up, all that you could see behind the edge of the fountain was orange and red fire. Little wisps of it burning a bright white. The flames flared up from left to right. With a slosh of water, you sat up. You watched as students fled the courtyard with screams of panic. Their terrified expressions were sure to imprint in your mind for some time.
Soon, the fire encompassing the area cooled down and burnt itself out. Standing in the middle of it all was only one student: Hades. Even his most closest friends, Uliana’s crew, were no where to be seen. However, you had an inkling that they were staying at a safe but observant distance. Why would they miss such a spectacle of Hades’ fury?
Hades’ flaming locks too cooled down, no longer holding a flame on his head. His shoulders sank down, the silver spikes on his jacket not threatening to create an additional piercing on his earlobes.
Taking a breath, Hades took one solid glance around. In the next breath, he strode over to the fountain. He propped one boot up on the edge for leverage and leaned down to offer a hand to you.
There was a pause as you stared at his hand. The collision of all that had happened coming to a sloping halt. Again, you looked up at his face after the shock of it all.
“Unless you want to stay in the water…”
His confused tone snapped you out of your daze. Blinking, you caught up with the present reality. With a wet grasp, you took ahold of his gloved hand. He yanked you up into a standing position and carefully step out of the fountain with godly ease.
At the sound of your squishy wet boots, you looked down at the footwear. “Great,” you sighed, looking back up to Hades with the hopes of ignoring the feeling around your feet.
“Are you all right?” He asked, releasing his hold on your hand.
“Aside from the obvious? Yeah. Not fond of it… but yeah.”
A multitude of approaching footsteps caught the attention of the pair of you.
“Hot stuff,” Uliana smiled approvingly at the surrounding courtyard as the group got closer.
“You even burnt that tree to a crisp!” Morgie bounced over to Hades’ side. “It’s still smoking!”
Hades’ brows raised and all eyes glanced at the aforementioned foliage.
Maleficent dragged her fingertips down Hades’ arm with a small smile. “Maybe I should redecorate it with thorns to match?”
Hades said nothing as he looked at her, but a smile pulled at the corner of his lips.
As the attention on Hades swayed, the others looked to you.
Hook turned to you with an examining tilt of his head. “Sorry, love,” his upper lip curled, “but you look like you just swam around my ship.”
“Heh, I feel more like the dropped anchor,” you replied with a dry laugh, retrieving your dropped bag from the ground.
Hook’s brows furrowed in concern, his charm momentarily lost. “Are you hurt?”
“No,” you gave a small toothless grin to further reassure him. “Now, don’t go scheming a revenge plot while I go change.”
“And dry off,” he added with a flourishing gesture of his hook.
You frowned.
Uliana placed a gentle hand to your shoulder. “No promises on the no scheming though.”
“I wouldn’t expect anything less from the Academy’s most wicked.”
With a shared smile, laughter rang out from the group. There was no telling if or when they would conjure up a plan on your behalf. If they were to get revenge for you… it would have to be perfect.
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Warnings/Notes: As titled, the Reader gets overwhelmed by all of the student commotion happening around them. Protective Hades and implied terrifying other students. Gender neutral insert reader! (I really should be tagging my fanfics with that). Implied that the Reader is a type of fairy more like Maleficent. Kinda hurt-comfort.
Summary: The Reader gets overwhelmed by suddenly dancing students, but before the Reader could react unpleasantly, Hades intervenes.
The bright and sunny day reflected into the courtyard within the grounds of Merlin Academy. Students eased by as they left their classes. Everything was as usual. Until it wasn't.
Previously unseen by you, emotions were heightened. A point so strong that the ones involved broke out into song.
It tended to happen from time to time. You were no stranger to it. But unlike the other students gathering around in synchronization, you felt no pull toward it. The rhythm was good, but still nothing.
However, as the number of students increased and their movements quickened, you stared unmoving. They drew closer to you. The voices thrummed in your ears unpleasantly. Loud and unrelenting. Their movements appeared to have no pause.
A warmth crept over your skin. A heaviness. The sounds echoing in your ears held no distinct words. No clarity, just noise. Through your eyes a thin filter/veil of blue/green flickered over your vision as you sputtered for a precise breath.
But amongst the chaos closing in, one figure moved forward, breaking through the line of constant motion. Hades. His head was inclined downward, as he prowled through with purpose. Paying no mind to anyone who accidentally brushed against his jacket as he passed by.
It was then that you had noticed your breathing had since picked up. Before or after catching sight of Hades, you were not sure.
When he was only two steps in front of you, he tilted his head ever so slightly. "You're letting them set you off, little fairy."
You felt a change. A lightness returning at the sound of his voice and his sudden closeness. As if he was blocking the unease. Or even, burning it away.
Light caught on the metal detailing of his attire. Even as he remained still, he was somehow breaking through to you. "Breathe. Find calm and return to yourself...or scare them off for the rest of their days."
Taking a conscious breath, you closed your eyes. You reached for that calmness that you so craved. The fire within felt to heavy to hold, to unleash. It was neither the time or place to react in such a manner. Perhaps it was best for no one to know just how great a fairy's power can truly be.
The next instance you opened your eyes, the courtyard was empty. To either side of Hades, you looked. Peculiar. Though, when you peered up to the young God in front of you, pieces were fitting together.
"Hades," you inquired of him. "What happened?" Considering that his vertically blue hair was aflame, you could only guess.
The corner of his mouth curved upward. "Nothing, really," he shrugged, dark brows raised casually.
Fairly certain with the answer, you decided to ask him anyway. "Did I do something to scare everyone off?"
"No," he said with a pout of his lips. "But...I don't think you'll have to worry about crowds for a while."
You sighed at the thought of what may have occurred and rubbed your temples. That calmness you had reached was beginning to morph into something else entirely. "Please tell me you didn't."
"Didn't what?" He countered, a smile playing at his lips.
Stepping around him, you got a better look at your surroundings. Parts of the stone pathway were scorched. Newly. Surely that was not caused by him simply glaring at the other students.
Off in the far corner, the rest of Ulianna's crew stood, almost huddled together. With over ten of them collectively and in a small space, it was quite the sight. A cautious curiosity.
"Hades," you implored, turning your back on them. "What if someone goes to Merlin about this?"
A confident smile shone on his face. "No. I don't think they will."
Your face scrunched in confusion. "Why?" You asked slowly.
"It's simple, really. People are afraid of fire."
With a raise of his eyebrows, you were locked into his gaze. Light misty eyes seared into your own. There was a mischievous sparkle in them that you could not tear away from.
"See you around, firefly," he smirked.
In a blink, you caught your breath in time for him to step around you. His head inclined, watching you as he did.
You paid no mind to the excited chatter in the courtyard behind you. Their energetic amusement was for whatever they had witnessed Hades do when you were not focused on him. Or focused on anything other than calming yourself.
You sighed. So much for remaining calm with the way he had looked at you. But what he did, you would never forget. Not so much the act itself, but rather the reason behind it. Why would he want to protect your inner world? Much less actually act upon it.
