In the world that they live in and it’s magic, a villain can only be truly released from their prison or revived from their death is if they allow the movies of their respective hero’s story to be shown to the public. Basically, allowing their failure to be seen by the world.
Some villains will take the offer since then being alive could equal a chance for revenge, however, we’ve seen sequels. Other villains don’t take the offer because of humiliation, but cave in after getting bored from where they are, and most of the time, they don’t try again.
Edit to add: This is why you’ll see a movie from a different time period and the next one will be in an equally different time period
Speaking of horror movies, how would some of the more horror-oriented villains like the stuff? Like Oogie, Facilier, Mozenrath, etc.?
Oogie
- “Pfft! I’m way better then all those fools! I don’t need a knife or gun to be scary!”
- He feels superior to say the least. He was made to be scary and all he can do when listening to some crime related story or horror movie is laugh.
- But he totally digs that someone likes scary stuff as much as him, maybe he takes a sign that you two could work
Facilier
- “Chère, I have seen way more terrifying things. Like hell.”
- He’ll help you with any voodoo tricks and spells you’re interested in doing. If you end up being good at it, he’ll ask if you two could open up a side business.
- He will give you shrunken heads, don’t ask where he got them.
Mozenrath
- “Oh, you like scary things? Help me dig up bodies in the cemetery then.”
- Personally, he challenges you to a creep off. He believes to already be ahead with his skeletal arm.
- But since you do like creepy things, he can have excuses for doing actual rituals in your living room.
Do you have any head cannons for yandere Gantu? android and regular
Normal
- Either alien or human, you make him completely conflicted.
- As an alien, it’s easier to fall in love with you without the repercussions of cross dating. It’s even better for him if you’re an officer for the Intergalactic Federation, now he can observe you whenever he pleases, as long as he has an excuse to be in your work area. Sometimes he’ll tamper with schedule routines so that you’re constantly working with him.
- As a human, that makes things extremely difficult. He was sent to get the fugitive, now he has to deal with his head filled with, well, you. He gets the idea to kill you when he feels like you messed him up enough, but he can’t seem to bring himself to pull the trigger. So what does he do? He takes you in as a criminal, even though you didn’t do anything. Gantu doesn’t let anyone know that he’s taken you into custody, no, why would he want anyone else to know about you?
- Gantu establishes several rules for you, most of which are completely unfair. 1. You cannot leave his quarters what so ever. 2. You may address him as Master or Gantu, negative nicknames will be meet with severe punishment. 3. Disobeying Gantu will be meet with punishment.
- When Gantu gets stranded on earth, he has to put extra locks on his ship. In space, you couldn’t leave without having to take a ship, which you had no idea how to drive. But now that you’re on earth again, all you have to do is get out of the ship and run for your life.
- But there is no escape from the Captain.
Android
- Gantu was just as the catalog and reviews say he was, so there was nothing alarming at the start. Until a few months in.
- You hand noticed that Gantu progressively more and more protective of you. Even if it’s someone he’s met before or an android he’s lived with, he would always be beside you.
- He constantly brought up on how you can just work from home instead of having to walk/drive all the way to work. No matter how many times you decline, saying your job requires you to actually be there, he brings it up.
- Next you’ll find him completely blocking the front door when you’re trying to leave for work. He claims that it’s not safe and that you should stay home instead.
- Any androids that have lived with you before have suddenly gone missing. Gantu doesn’t disconnect them, no, he wouldn’t do that unless it’s necessary. He keeps the others locked up somewhere far from your house/apartment.
- Though it doesn’t have anyway to fire, Gantu will use his blaster on you as a way of intimidation.
I'm very curious about the yandere kronk what happens when the company realizes that it's kronk damaging the other Android.in the home and not the owner
There are 2 possible endings for this
Ending 1
- When the company finally gets intel from either a spy or the damaged android finally has enough courage to talk about it, they were shocked. How could one of their friendliest droids go so haywire to the point where it’s maddening?
- They send social workers and engineers over to your house to see if maybe Kronk had burnt or tampered wiring. When they find nothing wrong with him, they get scared.
-Thankfully, the police were already outside so Kronk got taken away fast. He resisted them for awhile, until someone finally turned him off.
- You were given an apology and a few thousand dollars just to keep quiet about this. But the best thing to come was when the damaged android was fully repaired and returned to you. Both of you were immensely happy to see each other again.
- You and the android formed a relationship. One without having to visit a repair shop once every three days.
- As for Kronk, he refused to be fixed. The company had no clue what to do because they kept resetting him but he always remembered you. So what was the next course of action? Destroy him. Kronk was sent to the incinerator and his parts were never used for any other droid.
Ending 2
- Upon learning what was really going on, the company was intrigued. If Kronk could really have that intense of feelings for you, could other androids feel like this with other owners?
- They continued to have you spied on, gathering any other intel to further study this. The damaged android was dismantled and used for testing.
- Soon they find out that you’re indeed not the only one who has a yandere android, and that brings a smile to their face. They start programming or updating all androids to be like this, but if they’re in a group they get along.
- You never get the help you so desperately want, and Kronk couldn’t be happier about it
Ok, so this is a bit random. But, I watched Black Cauldron yesterday and I remembered these two are my OTP. I just had to draw them. I also saw @darkmagickingdom and @assortedvillainvault make a lot of posts about them. So it inspired me to draw, and hopefully I'll draw them more.
The hotel remained quiet as you lazily rested your head on the palm of your hand. The main lobby was empty as always, the only sound coming from the hum of a vending machine or the patter of rain on the window.
That was the problem with buying a hotel so far into the woods. You thought it would be smart for those who like to get away in the quiet areas of Florida. The problem is that everyone wants to go to Disney World, which is too far from your place.
Your eyes lazily follow the screen of your computer as you open the next chapter of your fanfic. The mouse makes a slight clicking sound as you scroll down the page.
Minutes pass with nothing happening, and the temptation to lock up grows.
Just as you mentally bookmark the page you're on, you close the tabs and spin in your chair facing the back wall. A few photos of your family sit on the small table. Some with your friends, others with your siblings.
One with your parents catches your eye. The love they had for you was strong, and they supported your interests no matter what. However, the fear of letting them down hangs heavy over your head.
You poured so much time and money into this, and you can't get a single customer. You weren't able to share your worries with anyone either. Since you had moved, you lost contact with a lot of friends.
Man, you really wished you had someone to talk to.
Just as you rub your eyes, ready to call it a night, the sliding doors can be heard opening. They seem to have had a habit of opening for a passing animal. However, the sounds of heels make your head snap in that direction.
Standing there in the doorway with a few bags is the Evil Queen herself.
A scowl rests on her face as she glances you up and down. The crown on her head catches the fluorescent lights. The cape drags behind her, soaking wet on the bottom. Her nails are perfectly manicured as she points at you.
"You there! Remove my drenched cape and bring me your finest room," she orders, moving her hands to rest on her hips. Her poster is straight and imposing.
"Um... May I have a name?" you ask, opening a tab on the computer to see the rooms. Not knowing what to do, you follow the check-in routine.
She scoffs again. "Queen Grimhilde."
Searching the rooms, you finally assign her one and get the key card set up. You can't help but keep glancing up to make sure it's actually her. Did you hit your head accidentally?
"Right? May I ask what brings you here?" you ask, looking back up, noticing how she's moved to look at herself in a decorative mirror.
"A getaway from royal duties," she comments, tucking some fallen hair back into her cowl.
"Ooo, self-care. I can respect that," you say, nodding as you help to remove the heavy, soaked cape.
The queen glances at you before nodding.
"But... what brought you to Florida?"
She lets out a sharp laugh. "Florida? No, this is Toontown," she corrects you.
"This Florida, which is in America, not Toontown," you try to explain, moving closer to grab a cart for her bags. "In the 20th century."
Slowly, she turns to you. "You... you must have used some magic to summon me, did you not!" she accuses angrily.
"I don't have magic, ma'am,"
"Oh? Were the doors opening on their own, not you?"
Shaking your head, you grab her bags and load them onto the cart. Heading down the hall, you lead her to the room you've assigned.
"No, they run on a sensor system that makes them open when someone steps within the area," you explain, testing the key and opening the door.
You step aside to let her in first and quickly push the cart, setting the bags on the bed. "I take it you don't know how long you'll be staying, do you?"
"I was only supposed to be gone a week, but seeing as how you don't even know how I got here, I suppose it'll be longer."
"...fair," you mutter as if her being here was your fault. "Well then, if you need anything, just head to the front desk."
"Very well then... (Reader)?" she questions, reading your name tag.
"That's me!" you chirp, trying to become positive.
As she turns away, you take that as your cue to leave and quickly make your way to the door, taking the cart with you. Halfway down the hall, you hear the front desk bell ringing frantically.
"Coming!" you call out, rushing down the hall with the cart and coming to a stop as you turn the corner. "Hi! I'm so sorry, I was just helping another-," you pause.
There at the desk was Pain and Panic, both taking turns ringing the bell. Behind them stood Hades, who was busy trying, and failing, to hit on Maleficent, who looked like she'd rather be anywhere but here. Diablo glares at the god before noticing you and cawing.
Spotting you as well, Hades steps back and smiles. "Hey, about time we got some service!"
Nodding, you scoot behind the counter. "Names, please?"
"Hades, and this lovely lady is Maleficent."
"Separate rooms," Mal comments sharply, looking down as you set up the room for them. She watches as you gently handle Diablo, who keeps hopping around on top of the computer, trying to see the screen.
"(Reader) how do you work the stupid bath- Maleficent?" Grimhidle asks, turning the corner.
"Ah, Grimhidle, so lovely to see you," the two greet each other, hugging slightly.
Handing Hades the key, you start getting Mal's set up. "You two know each other?" you ask.
"Why wouldn't they?" Hades asks.
"Well cause you all are from separate movies with separate timelines," you explain. "Then again, I suppose some movies do cross over as well as the whole Mouse of House."
"What are they rambling about?" Maleficent asks Grimhilde.
"It appears that this isn't our universe and instead somewhere called Florida."
"How in the Underworld did we end up here then? You can't do magic, can you?" Hades asks, turning to you.
Shaking your head, you slip past and start to load their bags onto separate carts. Noticing this, Hades waves his hands at Pain and Panic to move and help you.
"It appears they don't," Grimhidles answers for you.
"How do they know of us then?" Maleficent questions watching you as Diablo perches on the top pole of the carts, watching you.
"You all are from movies in my universe."
"Movies?"
"Yeah! If you want, I can put them on for you all tomorrow as I make breakfast," you say, leaning a bit on the cart. The villains glance around before nodding in agreement to your offer.
Pushing the cart full of Mal's suitcases, you head down the hall as the two women follow, chatting. "I put your rooms next to each other if that's alright?" you ask, testing the key card and opening the door for Maleficent.
"Thank you," Maleficent nods as you finish unloading her bag for her.
Quickly, you help get Hades to his own room, letting Pain and Panic ride on the cart, ignoring how they stare at you and whisper back and forth a bit.
Opening the door, you're a bit surprised when Hades motions for you to go first instead. You unload the bags and set them down on the ground, laughing gently as Pain and Panic jump onto the bed.
"This is softer than any rock," Pain sighs, wiggling farther into the pillow.
"I-indeed," Panic agrees before scabbering off the bed as Hades glares down at them.
"Um, you know what, let me fetch you some extra pillows," you offer, taking the cart with you.
Walking down the hall, you try to think of what could have caused this to happen. Looking down, you fail to notice as the Evil Queen opens her door.
"(Reader)."
"Ah! Damn it, don'-... don't do that," you say, taking a deep breath to calm your racing heart. You see her raised brow and sigh softly. "Apologies, how can I help?"
"The tub," she reminds you of her earlier request.
"Oh yes! What seems to be the problem?" you ask, stepping into the room and heading to the bathroom.
"How do I get the warm water?"
Test the nozzle by turning it to the left, running the water, and testing it with your hand. Gimhidle steps close to test the water herself, not realizing how close she is to you.
"Left for warm, right for cold," you explain, making her look over. The gap between you two is small, making you see almost every detail of her face.
"You're like... really pretty," you spit out, noticing her vibrant green eyes.
Grimhidle pauses, staring at you as well, her hand still under the water. She felt warm now, but figuring it was just from the water, she removed her hand and stepped back. "Thank you," she nods.
"I should go now," you awkwardly say before leaving the bathroom and rushing the cart back to the front of the hotel. Grabbing two extra pillows, you drop them off for Hades.
Seeing no new villains in the lobby, you lock up and head to your own room behind the counter. Changing and flopping down your signs softly.
"What is going on?" you mutter before shutting off the lights.
Standing in the lobby, you flip through the DVDs on the grand shelf. The villains chat loudly in the dining hall where you made them breakfast. Lazily, you drag your finger along the spine of the cases before landing on Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, Sleeping Beauty, and Hercules.
Grabbing two more movies, you make your way to the dining area. Taking a seat between Grimhilde and Maleficent, you set the case on the table.
"What's that?" Maleficent asks, pausing a sip of her tea to look at the covers. Grimhidle leans closer as well to take a peek while Hades walks up behind you, leaning over the back of your chair to see.
"The movies I mentioned last night. This is how I know of you all, even though you are from a different reality or universe," you explain. "It's your stories, or part of them at least."
"And we're all in this?" Hades questions.
"No, you all have your own movies," you add, showing the two other movies hidden under neither Sleeping Beauty.
"Interesting," Grimhidle hums before taking a bite of her Greek yogurt with berries you made for her.
Nodding, you lean back, accidentally bumping your head on Hades chest as he continues to lean over, looking at the Hercules case. Your eyes burn into the table, trying to avoid looking up.
"So when do we get to watch them?" Pain asked, standing atop Panic, who was struggling to hold him up.
"I can get them set up while you all finish eating."
Grabbing some food, you head back to the lounge area with the DVDs in your hands. Putting in the first disc, you look up to see Diablo staring down at you from his spot on the fireplace mantle.
Tilting his head, you mimic the action. As he tilts his head the other way, you do too. He hops around excitedly on the mental.
"What are you doing?"
"Ah!" Both of you squack, startled as Maleficent walks into the room, staring at the two of you.
Straightening up, you only stare for a moment, trying to find the right words to say before clearing your throat and smiling. "I was setting up the movie... got a little distracted," you explain.
She hums and takes a spot on one of the couches. "Diablo can be a bit mischievous," she adds as the raven lands on her shoulder. She watched you move around even as the other villains joined her on the couch.
You couldn't seem to sit still, as if you were scared of them. You reminded her a bit of a mouse always busy scurrying around; it was oddly adorable to her.
Would the others think the same? Maleficent knew that she had a bit more grace than some of these other villains, so would they take advantage of your kindness and crush it?
No, no, no, that wouldn't sit well with Maleficent.
She had to keep you safe.
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Halfway through the first movie, Hades glanced away boredly as Snow White started to sing again about cleaning. Through the massive doorway to the dining area, Hades notices you wiping down the tables.
The faint sound of you humming along reaches him. It was a bit odd since a lot of the others are usually more aggressive, envious, and crooked.
Not you.
It was almost relaxing to just watch you work. The repeating motion as you drag the cloth along the table, removing any leftover crumbs from breakfast.
It was refreshing to have this quiet calm you bring, even amid the chaos. This couldn't have been easy, and it was just you running this joint, yet you carried it surprisingly well. However, if more villains start showing up, it'll definitely become more stressful for you, and if he wants to protect it, you'll need help.
Looking down, Hades notices Pain and Panic sitting on the floor watching the movie. Kicking both of them, Hades jerks his thumb to the dining area as a silent demand to go help.
"Excuse me," you hear the gravely voice of Pain speak. Looking down, you lean slightly on one leg to see the two small imps waiting in front of you with their hands behind their back.
"Yes?" you question, confused, setting the cloth and spray bottle down.
"We were ordered- ehm, here to help!"
Jumping onto the table with some struggle, you watch as they grab the bottle and rag. Before you can protest, the sliding doors open as the shuffle of shoes on carpet follows.
"Ehh! Jaffy!" Hades exclaims, hugging his villainous friend. "Oh? And Caption Cod, how fun, was wanting more guys around here."
Stepping out of the dining hall, you wipe your hands on your pant leg. Standing in the entrance is Jafar, who was clearly not enjoying the side hug Hades is giving him.
To the left, Captain Hook was trying to escape the headlock. While Smee was trying and failing to remove the god's arm from around his captain's neck.
"Hello," you finally greet, moving behind the desk, making the two new villains look over.
Putting in their names, you assign them rooms. Hearing the grunts, you look up to see Mr. Smee has moved on to dragging the Captain's bags in. You grab the keys and rush over to help.
"Here, let me," you say, pulling a cart and helping Smee load up the bags, before moving to add Jaraf's bag to his own cart.
"Oh! Thank you, dear," he stumbles slightly, taken aback by the assistance, but grateful nevertheless.
Picking up a bird cage, you fail to notice how Iago tries to snap at your fingers. Quickly, Diablo flies as the two birds get into a slight scuffle. Quickly, you set the cage and scoop up Diablo, holding him like a burger.
"(Reader), can you put Jafar near my room?" Hades asks, already leading Jafar to the couch where Mal is busy comforting a seething Grimhidle.
"One step ahead!" you call out, motioning for Smee to follow. Gently, you set Diablo down on the desk and smooth his feathers down.
"You gotta love them," Hades can be heard saying to Jafar as they settle for the ending of Snow White.
Heading down the hall, you push Jafar's cart with Iago, who was busy seething in the cage at being forgotten by Jafar. Smee followed, after looking at the few paintings and pictures lining the wall.
Stopping in front of a room, you pull out a key card that has "Hook" written across the top in your handwriting. Tapping the card, you hear the lock click and the door open.
Behind you, Smee gasp softly, watching as the once locked door opens so easily with just a small thing.
"It's mostly just magnets and locks," you explain.
"Then you didn't bring us here, did you?" Iago asks, accusingly, from the cage, finally speaking.
"Correct."
After helping to show Smee how the card works, you unload both his and Hook's bags in their separate rooms.
Making sure to drop off Jafar's bags in his own room, you open the golden cage. You watch as Iago flies out, zooming around the room.
"Like it?" you ask, setting down the last bag.
"No dust, no sand, open room, comfy pillows."
"And you get your own fruit bowl, no crackers," you add.
Gaspign Iago flies over and perches on your shoulder. "No crackers?" he asks, holding your cheeks in his wings staring into your eyes.
"Only if you want them-,"
"NO!"
"Then yes, there will be no crackers for you."
You and Smee walk to the lobby, pushing the carts and making small talk as you answer his questions and he listens to you explain the hotel a bit more. Iago stays perched on top of the cart, munching on some grapes.
Before turning the corner, Grimhidle rushes past, clearly on the verge of crying. Nervously, you glance back as she slams her door.
"Did the movie end?" you ask, pushing the cart in its spot as you enter the lobby.
"Yes, a horrible way to go as well," Maleficent nods, confirming your suspicions.
Removing the disc, you swap it out for "Sleeping Beauty". You walk over and hand Jafar his key card with his name.
"Put you across from Hades. He'll help show you how to use the key," you state. "Anyways, I'm (Reader)," you introduce, holding out a hand to the ex-advisor.
Eyeing you up and down, he offers a grin, but refuses to reciprocate your gesture. Swiftly Hook grabs your hand and shakes it back. The other villains look confused, but recognize the slight admiration in the captain's eyes.
"Thank you, lass/laddy!" he says a little too loudly and quickly clears his throat. Ignoring the slight blush on his cheeks, you nod and smile back.
"Well, it's great to meet you as well, Captain," you greet back, smiling. "I should probably give you a brief rundown. I don't have magic, I don't know why you're here, and I only know of you because in my world, you're cartoon characters from movies."
"Did I miss anything?" you question, handing Hook his own key.
"Think you got it, kiddo," Hades says, flashing you a thumbs-up which you copy right back at him.
Cute.
"Oh! The hotel is open for you all to explore. There are a few activity rooms, at least two pools. Each room has its own mini kitchen and a balcony looking out to the pond. Feel free to explore around the woods as well, just don't go too far."
Nodding, you scurry off back to the dining hall and grab a few things for Grimhidle. Noticing Pain and Panic still cleaning a stubborn spot, you scoop them up and carry them back to the living room.
"Think you two have done enough for today. Don't forget you both are on vacation too."
Setting them in the loddy you leave for Grimhilde's room.
"Ring the bell if you need anything," you call out back.
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Knocking you shifts the weight of the items in your arms. "Um... Miss Grimhidle," you softly call out, unsure of what to say.
"Leave me be!" she cries out from within.
"I just have a few things for you, I swear I'll leave you be right after."
"I don't want your pity!"
"It's not pity," you correct.
Finally, she opens the door swiftly. Some hair falls out of her cowel, and her makeup is smudged, hinting that she was crying into her pillow. She shifts slightly under your gaze, not used to people seeing her so weak.
"Well, are you just going to stare or will you give me the 'things' you spoke of?" she snaps, crossing her arms.
Nodding swiftly, you hold up some tissues as well as a small bag of chocolates you had left over. You also carry a (favorite scent) candle under your arm.
"I wasn't sure what to get someone who saw themselves die, but I read chocolate, tissues, and candles are some good mourning gifts..."
"..."
"But I'll also listen if you wanna talk."
Taking the few gifts, she raises a brow, confused, but nods. "Very well," she mutters, still confused at the act of kindness. It reminded her of Snow White, the unnecessary kindness.
However, it was less annoying when it was from you. Lost in thought, Grimhidle doesn't hear the sound of the front bell ringing and your footsteps fading.
Only when you turn the corner to the lobby does she shut the door, holding the items close to her chest. Why was it warm? Was she falling sick?
Even if you for some reason had no context for who these people are, it's a fantastic scene. You've been dealing with dark creatures of instinct this whole time, and then wham! Sentient, scheming villains are now part of the story and something you will have to contend with in your adventure. I especially like that they're all shrouded in shadows and unable to be made out clearly except for Maleficent, the leader. Because she is the leader, she wants to be visible and hold maximum presence at all time. Such a magnificent ego she has!
People must have been fangasming this scene in the early 2000’s when the game first released. Hearing infamous Disney Villains coming together in one room was definitely a W in their book.
Summary: You always prayed to Hades and one night, he finally answered your prayers
Warnings: none, just cuteness and love
More and more people assembled for the festivities of Chtonia. Instead of partaking in the customary rituals like the rest, you chose to venture alone into the neighbouring forest. Your ebony peplos gracefully swayed in the gentle evening breeze as you strolled, held together by a sapphire belt that accentuated your form. Clasped tightly in your grasp was an amphora brimming with the finest wine as you navigated through the thick foliage. You had always been somewhat of a solitary soul, finding solace in the company of animals and the natural world rather than in the presence of others. Therefore, it came as no surprise that you would also pay homage to the gods in seclusion, or more specifically, one particular deity. Your steps came to a halt in front of a weathered shrine, a small wooden box housing an intricate statuette of Hades. Since your earliest memories, you had felt an inexplicable pull towards the ruler of the underworld, without understanding why or needing to know. For years, you had frequented this shrine, engaging in conversations with the god. Though he never responded, it mattered not to you; you continued to visit and converse with him nevertheless.
Little did you know that the ruler of the underworld listened to every single one of your prayers. You intruiged him, becoming a pleasant diversion from his daily dealings with the departed. Initially, he was cautious, as no one had ever approached him solely to pray without seeking something in return. Whether it was the resurrection of a loved one or an extension of their own lifespan, prayers were never simple or genuine acts of devotion, at least not for him. That was a luxury that was only granted to the other gods. Of course, he expected the same from you in the beginning, you were only human and mortal after all. However, as years went by, you continued to visit his shrine, offering prayers without any ulterior motives. And until this moment, you had never asked for anything in return, you simply came to talk, and boy, did you have a way of doing so. The jokes you cracked would have made him drop dead laughing, figuratively speaking. While you strolled through the forest, Hades was captivated by your presence, completely engrossed in observing you from the underworld, as Pain and Panic entered the throne room, arguing about who's turn it was to confess their mistake first. Panic suddenly grew silent and nudged Pain, pointing towards Hades, too engrossed in observing you to even notice his minions. Pain let out an amused giggle and stepped forward.
"Your most lugubriousness", he bowed, "are you watching the mortal again?"
Before Hades could respond, Panic interjected, approaching Pain with an impish grin.
"Ah you know the boss got the major hots for her", he could barely contain his smirk, "isn't that right, boss? When are you gonna talk to her? She prays to you for years now."
Hades' hair flaired up and turned a fiery orange before he quickly rushed his hands through, calming the flames until they turned blue again.
"Guys, guys, guys...you know the rules my stupid brother set up", he sighed, "no interaction is permitted until the mortal pleads for a favour."
"But if she does ask something, anything", Pain victoriously pointed his finger up.
"You could appear and talk to her, ask her on a date, boss", Panic finished the idea.
Hades was about to answer when his eyes fell back on you as you kneeled in front of the shrine, holding up the amphora.
"Wouldn't it be far more delightful to share this fine wine with you instead of pouring it to the ground in your name? I'd definitely prefer that", you playfully teased as you removed the cork.
"Boss, she's asking for something! She wants something from you!", exclaimed in a nervous tandem before they blinked and looked around the throne room, "where did he go?"
Just as you were about to pour the wine on the ground, goosebumps formed on your skin and the air around you seemed to shift.
"Baboom. Name is Hades, lord of the dead, hi, howya doin'?", a smooth voice resonated from the dissipating smoke that materialised out of thin air.
As the smoke cleared, a towering, muscular man stood before you, his piercing yellow eyes stared right into your soul. Your gaze trailed over his form, a gasp escaping your lips as you took in his bluish-gray skin and the blue flames crowning his head. Stunned, you found yourself unable to move as the amphora slipped from your grasp but instead of the sound of shattering ceramic, silence met your ears and it levitated toward the god's waiting hands, a mischievous smirk adorning his face as he held it before him.
"My sweet", he winked at you, "it would be shame to throw this on the ground, especially after you mentioned wanting to share it with", he took a few steps closer to you as he leaned down to face you directly, "me."
Hades' smug exterior was the perfectly constructed façade, hiding his crumbling confidence. Question: am I mortified? Answer: yes! What will she say? She will be either afraid or disgusted, either way, this will not work in your favour. He blinked a few times, trying to silence his own thoughts, until he felt your hand on his face. Your fingers trailed up his cheek, brushing against his hair as you observed him with curiosity. But when your fingers got too close to the flames on his head, you quickly pulled them back in pain.
"Ouch", you almost laughed as you licked the burnt fingertips, "one can truly say, you're hot as Hades."
And at that very instant, the mind of the god ceased all function, undergoing a painful shutdown in order to reassess the situation. Throughout the ages, he had revealed himself to countless individuals and witnessed a myriad of reactions, yet not a single mortal had ever responded quite like you did. You just casually not only touched him but also made an admittedly funny joke. Clearing his throat, he snapped his fingers, and in an instant, both of you found yourselves seated on a blanket in the heart of a forest clearing, beneath a breathtakingly clear night sky adorned with shimmering stars. Hades proceeded to pour you a goblet of wine.
"So let's embark on the delightful task of sharing of this finer beverage. What do you mortals fancy these days? Actually, never mind. Don't spoil, I have to try this myself", he remarked as he took a sip from his own chalice.
He hummed at the pleasant taste flodding his mouth, eyes falling shut for a moment as he tried to ignore the rapid beating of his heart in your presence.
"So uhm", you shyly began, peering at him, "how are things in the underworld?"
Great, you mentally scolded yourself, you finally get the chance to talk to your god and this is the best you could come up with?
"Well, they're just fine. You know, a little dark, a little gloomy. And, as always, hey, full of dead people. What are you gonna do?"
You couldn't help but chuckle, secretly pondering whether he was simply being polite or if the ruler of the underworld truly shared your sense of humor.
"Come up here and share some wine and jokes with a tiny mortal?", you playfully countered, raising your goblet in invitation.
"Well the dead certainly aren't going anywhere, so what kind of god would I be if I didn't set aside some time from my busy schedule to spend an evening with my most devoted follower?"
You quickly nibbled at your wine, trying to conceal the blush that crept onto your cheeks. The tales circulating about the lord of the underworld were plentiful, none of them portraying him in a favourable light. However, it suddenly struck you that none of these stories had taken the time to truly understand the god sitting next to you. You knew better than to assume that he was only nice and fun based solely on a few pleasantries exchanged, but it also seemed unlikely that he was the monstrous figure painted by the people.
"Here's to Lord Hades, the ruler of the underworld, the lord of the dead, and quite possibly the most handsome god I've encountered thus far", you sincerely smiled at him as you finished another goblet, toasting his name and hoping he wouldn't hold that bold compliment against you.
"Babe, I'm the only god you've met so far."
"But I've seen the statues of the others and meh", you shook your head, "nothing that would shake my acropolis if you catch my drift."
The god burst into a boisterous laughter in response to your remark. After all those years of listening to you, he cherished the warmth of your presence. The way your gaze explored him, brimming with awe and, he could swear, a trace of desire, made him feel woozy on the inside, a weird feeling he hadn't felt in, well, never actually. Time with you slipped away too swiftly, and when Hades caught sight of the sunrise, he let out a melancholic sigh. He took your hand, helped you up and with a snip of his fingers, you found yourself back at the shrine.
"I really enjoyed this, Lord, I mean, my god, Hades", you mumbled, unsure of how to express to an actual god that you yearned for more time together.
My god....my...that one little word, its weight pulling not only his mind in but also his heart which seemed to gravitate around your mortal being, unable to pull away again. Hades shook his head, nervously running his hand through his flaming hair.
"Well, gotta blaze. I have a whole underworld down there waiting for me, so see you around and don't forget to offer your prayers to your one and only", he winked before he disappeared into thin air, leaving behind only a faint trail of dark smoke where he had been standing.
A satisfied grin spread across your lips, your heart fluttering at the mere thought of having spent an entire night with a god. You hummed a sweet tune as you made your way back home, passing the still ongoing festivities. You chuckled at their efforts to please the gods while a small prayer of you summoned the Lord of the underworld himself.
Hades didn't return to the underworld but went back to the clearing, pacing around as the thoughts of the night lingering in his mind. You were a tiny mortal, he was a god, an immortal being, your life would be over within the blink of an eye and then your soul would be floating in the river Styx, for all eternity for him to watch. It would be torment, and he despised torment, at least when it came to himself. He had no qualms inflicting his favourite methods of torture on others. He groaned, his hands rubbing across his face, trying to push away that growing warmth within his chest.
"Well well well", a female voice spoke, causing Hades to spin around, "when I sensed the call of love, I certainly wasn't expecting to find you."
"Aphrodite", Hades huffed, "fancy meeting you here. Don't you have somewhere else to be?"
"Oh Hades", the goddess giggled, "the Lord of the underworld in love, and with a mortal no less. How could I be anywhere else when I can revel in taunting you?"
Aphrodite stepped closer, playfully poking her finger into Hades' chest.
"Don't fight it, you won't be able to ignore your love, it has already grown too much."
Hades' hair flared up, fiery orange flames engulfing his neck and shoulders as he suppressed a scream. His nostrils flared as he inhaled deeply, attempting to compose himself while Aphrodite merely chuckled with amusement.
"WHAAAT ARE...? Okay, fine, fine. I'm cool. I'm fine", he grumbled, shooting an irritated glare at the goddess, "I'm.not.in.love."
Although his voice appeared calm, the underlying strain of anger was evident.
"Just savour the moment, my dear", Aphrodite waved at him, "oh and by the way, courtesy of yours truly", she winked at him, mockingly bowing her head, "the mortal loves you too."
And with those words, she disappeared. Hades rolled his eyes; he would never admit it, but she was right. If he set aside his pride and delved deep enough into his corrupted black oozing heart, he would have to acknowledge that the affection and curiosity he felt for you went beyond mere fondness and the fact that you seemed to feel the same way was both worrying and reassuring. Although, for now, he was content to just observe you, spend some time together and see what would unfold and, if possible, hide it from the other gods, they were insufferable enough as it is.
OK CRK just dropped an entire extra cutscene into the act 2 prologue with important lore and MAN let me talk about it quickly...
It still feels genuinely insane to me that the Soul Jams basically split the Soul Jams apart and left the Beasts with the corrupted halves?? It was their own idea. They were left with the worst, most destructive parts of the Soul Jams, and then expected to become anything other than monsters.
So of course they keep repeating the same harmful patterns. They were never really given the tools, balance, or chance to become better. They only know how to act through the qualities that were left inside them.
That is what makes it so unfair. The Beasts were not handed a real opportunity to be good. They were left with the “evil scraps” of something much bigger, and those scraps kept pushing them further into their worst delusions.
We already saw this with Shadow Milk in the Dominion of the Beasts episode. The Light of Deceit did not help him see clearly; it kept feeding his delusions and making him spiral even more. It did not guide him toward truth or self-awareness. It reinforced the exact lies that were destroying him.
The Beasts were set up to become destructive from the very beginning and never get better. Amazing...
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